All language subtitles for Silent Witness S13E01 Intent (2010) [HDTV.XviD-FoV] UK-English

Mrs. Craven's body was
identified by her husband.

The Swiss doctors attending the deceased
recorded the cause of death as cancer.

There's a lot of moral...

I don't know, stigma that
goes along with suicide

and I know people... doctors,
pathologists are reluctant to...

She had an inoperable
cancerous brain tumour.

As her insurers we were
aware she had cancer.

We were also aware that
the cancer was so advanced

and her quality of life
so poor that it was,

in itself, evidence of her
motive to commit suicide.

I'm sorry.... Run that by me again.

The degree to which the disease
has advanced can suggest motive?

She died in Switzerland.

What? People don't die in Switzerland?

It was only going to get
worse, Nikki, we all knew that.

We speculate that she went
there for an assisted suicide.

Let me guess,

her insurers don't want to pay
out on a life insurance policy

and if it was suicide, assisted
or otherwise they won't have to.

That's not material to our conversation.

I'm sorry.

How advanced was the tumour?

It was advanced, very advanced.

Based on your experience as a forensic
pathologist was it an assisted suicide?

This is just a pre-inquest
review, Dr. Alexander.

It's not for the record.

Examination of the lungs
showed pulmonary oedema...

fluid on the lungs.

Yes, we know. It's in your report.

Had she eaten before she died?

Yes. A very small amount.

Most of it was undigested.

Foie Gras?

It was a favourite.

Does that sound like
a snack or a last meal?

Mr. Byfield.

Don't worry about answering, I
wouldn't want you to speculate.

Morphine in her blood stream?

Yes.

A large quantity?

Relative to her body weight.

If she'd been using it for a
while the body develops tolerance,

more is required to relieve the pain.

More than enough to stop her heart?

More than enough to kill a
fit man five times her size?

I've explained why there might
be a large amount in her bloods.

Does it matter? You can't
conflate amount with intent.

Can't you, Doctor?

Was it, in your view,
an assisted suicide?

She ready for the seamstress?

Do a good job, won't you, Charlie?

Always do.

She's got young kids.

No worries.

Her impending death was inevitable.

Someone was trying to ease her pain.

- She stopped breathing.
- Ease her pain?

Someone was trying to help her
kill herself and they succeeded.

I can't tell you what
the intent may have been.

Any pathologist that does is a liar.

Hello?

Do I sound like Professor Dalton?

Then it's a pretty good chance
I'm not him. Can I take a message?

Who is it?

Can I ask who's speaking?

William Byfield again about
the Stephen Connelly case.

- William Byfield.
- Who?

I'll call back.

An open verdict on the Sally Craven case

was the best you were
going to do, William.

We both know what the
truth was on that one.

Here you are.

Cheers, David. Thanks for seeing me.

You obviously got my e-mail?

Yes.

We've known each other a while David,

out of respect I thought
I better come speak to you.

I appreciate your courtesy.

I've got a difficult problem.

Every way I look at it, it
comes back to the same thing.

The pathology report on
Connelly doesn't make sense.

Ah! That's hot.

Like I said on the phone, I'm having
trouble verifying the post mortem.

I can't let it go.

I don't think it's
been recorded properly.

All a bit sloppy.

I just thought, since you were
the Coroner's Officer on this one

you might be able to put a rocket
under them, straighten this thing out.

I think the milk's off, mate.

- It's not soya or something foul is it?
- No, no. Don't worry.

Look, it's not a problem.

Leave it with me. I'll
figure out what happened.

- I'll get back to you by the end of the day?
- Cheers, mate.

William,

are you OK?

I'm fine, David.

Oh, shit!

William Byfield,

- did you get that from the vehicle reg?
- Yup.

You're too late, mate.

We're all too late.

Right, I want confirmation of the
deceased's identity as soon as you can.

Who are you?

Dr. Alexander, forensic
pathologist. Who are you?

Detective Sergeant
Rogerson. I'm in charge.

I would never have guessed.

Where's the deceased?

Suicide. Don't move the body.
Don't contaminate the scene.

Don't leave without letting me know.

What?

Well, you obviously
want to hold my hand.

No?

I'll get on with it then.

I know him.

Not well.

William Byfield. He was the insurance
investigator on the Sally Craven inquiry.

- The assisted suicide?
- Yes.

Could be a long night.

Yeah, I'm sorry, I tried to get
hold of Leo but he wasn't answering.

Surprise, surprise.

Byfield and I had a fairly
public disagreement on Craven

so I thought it was safer all
around if you attended the scene

in case there was any comeback.

Prudent.

- Prudent?
- Yes, prudent.

I haven't heard that word in years!

Does that tell us something
about the word or you?

- Coroner's Officer.
- Suicide.

Don't touch anything.

Yes, of course, I understand.

- Mr. Levin?
- Dr. Alexander, Dr. Cunningham.

I don't know how well
you knew him but, um...

the deceased is William Byfield.

William!?

That's terrible.

William.

Dr. Cunningham will
handle the post-mortem

to avoid any possible accusation
of conflict of interest.

Yes, of course.

He came to see me today.

I mean I...I don't know
him that well, but...

it's always a shock when
someone you know dies.

You'd, um...

You'd think we'd be used to it,

develop a sort of callus.

I suppose it reminds
us, because we know them,

they're not anonymous.

Hello.

- Can I help you?
- I hope so,

Dr. Harry Cunningham to see Mr. Levin.

- Take a seat.
- Thank you.

Harry Cunningham?

- Yeah. Do I...?
- Rebecca Connelly.

I work over at Riverside.

Rebecca. That's right.

You asked me to speak to a couple.
I'm a grief counsellor there.

I'm sorry. You probably
don't remember me.

No, no, no. No, I remember you.
I mean, I think I remember...

There was a fire in a building.

- That's right.
- Tragic for the family.

That's right. Yes, I
remember. Of course I do.

- How are you?
- Well.

I mean as well as one can be really.

Yeah.

Do you know what I remember about you?

How kind you were.

- I'm still kind.
- I hope so.

Are you here to testify?

Um, well, no. The Coroner's Officer
asked me over for a chat. You?

I've been asked to
answer some questions.

My husband died a few months ago.

- I'm sorry.
- Thank you.

Was there some issue? I'm sorry.

That's, er, none of my business.

I'd better go. They'll be expecting me.

I used to think about you.
It's nice to see you again.

It's nice to see you too.

- Dr. Cunningham?
- Mr. Levin, hi.

It was a difficult night.

Yes.

I do appreciate you and Dr.
Alexander being so understanding.

No, no, no problem.

I didn't realise that
he was so despondent.

I feel I should have helped somehow.

Well...

Anyway... thank you for coming.

If it was suicide, I just want
to handle this with sensitivity...

Yes, yes, of course.

Police think it was suicide.

Well, he generally looked
after the no hopers.

Family complaints, cases that
were closed. A real terrier.

No-one liked seeing him on
the other side of the table.

He was slowing down.
Health hadn't been good.

He was a character.

- Did you know him?
- No.

Didn't try to grope you
at the Christmas party?

I feel slighted.

Yeah, the lads are stretched.

Just review and close up
the files he had open, yeah?

I had a look at his last summary report.

It didn't look like
he had anything lively.

Oh, and go ahead and
open up a file for him.

Once the Coroner's ruled
it suicide we can close it.

Funny an insurance
man committing suicide.

Funny?

There's nothing funny about suicide.

Well, he knew his
insurance wouldn't pay out.

Rebecca?

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

Is there... like a smell
in here or is it just me?

It's just you.

Yep, well I kinda set myself
up for that one, didn't I?

I just thought bodies and
chemicals and you know...

- We don't keep dead bodies here.
- Course not.

This is just the inquisition form.

I need a copy of the whole file,
pathologist report, everything.

I don't mind waiting.

They'll shoot me if I don't get it...

back at the office, I mean,

not here. I don't think
they'd shoot me here.

I might.

Can I help?

Has something changed?

What's she need?

Why don't you ever ask
me what I need, David?

Full judgment on Stephen Connelly.

Are you an interested party?

Very interested.

He is a big boy.

The Mortician wants me
to attach the toupee,

- Sure?
- Yes, he had one fall off.

Very embarrassing,

it's made him edgy.

Now, how would one
attach a toupee? Glue?

Turn the mic off.

Yes. Glue, or a staple.

Staple! Perfect. I'll just
bang one into his skull.

Charlie, a little bit
of respect, please.

What? Do you think he can hear me?

No. But I can.

Two blood samples, one for police toxicology
and one for the in house tox screen.

Got it.

You can turn the mic on.

OK,

let's have a look at
this and then we're done.

Thanks.

- Cherry pink blood.
- Very pink.

Blood saturation of carbon
monoxide, carboxyhaemoglobin.

Greater than 30% results in a visible
change in the colour of the blood.

Right.

Right lung.

Did the exhaust fumes do that?

- Cigarettes.
- Oh, shit.

Get those blood samples labelled
up and ready to go, will you?

OK, let's have a look at the stomach.

OK, let's, er...

Let's have a look at
this and then we're done.

OK,

multiple spots of bleeding, erosions,

ulcers to the stomach
lining, lots of stress.

Too much stress.

Sorry, everyone.

No breakfast, low blood sugar.

Byfield had an enlarged heart,
congestive heart failure,

lung damage, ulcers...Blood sample
for the Coroner's Officer remember.

On it.

He'd been trying to kill himself
for years really, just very slowly.

- And yesterday he got in a hurry.
- Yes, quite.

Based on the colour change to the blood
and the circumstances in which he was found,

I think it is

fair to conclude that
William Byfield died

as a result of carbon
monoxide poisoning,

plus the undetectable
contribution of carbon dioxide

to be assessed on the tox screen.

Thank you. Right well, suicide
is not a police matter so...

so in the absence of suspicious
circumstances, I'll leave it with you.

I'll finish it up.

And Charlie will get you a
blood sample for your tox lab.

- Thank you.
- OK.

- Dr. Cunningham.
- Bye.

Calcification can be useful
forensically in assessing the timing

of fractures, whether it's an
old fracture or a new fracture.

Really?

And, look at this.

In the dermis, calcification of
collagen. This was an electrical injury.

You can just see the
deposition of calcium salts

beneath the area of
an electrical cathode

and this is how we proved that
this man was a victim of torture,

an electrical torture.

It's absolutely fascinating.

I never knew you could
do stuff like that.

Hello, hello!

- Don't get any ideas.
- What do you mean don't get any ideas?

- I was just passing by.
- I saw the way you looked at her.

Well, just a little idea.

The world would be a very dull
place without little ideas.

Can't help it. Involuntary response.

- Involuntary?
- All right, all right, maybe

there is a degree of volition.

There is a strong,
uncontrollable thing out there

and if there wasn't, there
wouldn't be any poetry.

No poetry?

Yeah, love, poetry,
art, bad song lyrics.

You walk by an open door,
see a good looking girl,

have a lascivious thought and

somehow you've turned it
into love, poetry and art?

- It's an extraordinary talent.
- Is it a phase you're going through?

No.

Do you remember Leo normally being
so very interested in calcification?

I don't think so. She is good
looking, hence the enthusiasm.

Don't matter how old the dog is...

- What?
- He still wants his bone.

Do you know what happened to Lot's wife?

- Tell me.
- Turned to salt.

- Calcification?
- During the destruction of Sodom and Gomorrah.

And we all know what went on there.

- Was it?
- Yes, it was.

Nikki is full of useless information.

Sorry, this is Dr.
Alexander, Dr. Cunningham.

Hello.

You look too young to be a doctor.

You're hired.

What?

It's a career with many challenges.

I've had some extraordinary
cases over the years

and yet a lot of medical
students don't even consider it.

If I was a medical
student I definitely would.

You're not a medical student?

No, I didn't have the grades.

Not clever enough.

My technician said...

Hold on.

Charlie?

Could you get hold of Charlie for me?

My technician said that
you were a medical student

- about to start your foundation year.
- I wish!

So who are you then? I
mean, why are you here?

Well, I need your help and your advice.

I work for an insurance company

and there was a case I
wanted to discuss with you...

I'm going to have to ask you to leave.

It's about a chap
called Stephen Connelly.

I don't know anybody
called Stephen Connelly.

He's dead.

Right. No surprises there.

I guess that's kind of normal for you.

Um, death at home.

Apparently, you did the post mortem.

I really don't know who you're
talking about, is it an active case?

A few months back.

There was no toxicology
report in his Coroner's file.

Admittedly I'm no expert
but that is unusual, yes?

So I figured that you must have
it because you did the post mortem.

Well, actually it wasn't me who
thought that, it was my colleague

and he called you and called
you and you never took his call,

which is either rude or suspicious.

- Which are you?
- You wanted me, Professor?

- Hiya.
- How's it going?

- Could you call security, please.
- Not great, huh?

Oh, no! Don't do that!
Why would you do that?

We were getting along so well.

I'm not able to discuss
individual cases.

What about that you see his sister?

Apparently the deceased's
sister is a real pain.

Everything is somebody else's
fault. I want you to leave now.

She hates her brother's wife.
She thinks she killed her husband.

- Then she should tell the police.
- Ah, no, she has.

I just thought that a simple,
quick word with you, Professor,

would just sort it. I didn't
think you'd have something to hide.

- I haven't got anything to hide.
- He got cremated.

Now the sister thinks cremation
wouldn't be on the agenda.

- I mean, he was religious.
- Well, maybe his wife wasn't.

Maybe.

Jennifer, the sister, wasn't
even invited to the cremation.

- Maybe nobody likes her.
- Maybe.

Actually, that explanation does make a lot
of sense because I don't think anyone does.

Nonetheless, she is very suspicious.

Well, the police obviously weren't suspicious
and the Coroner clearly wasn't suspicious.

I'm sorry I cannot help you any more.

Could you escort Miss Ambler
from the building, please?

I'll tell you what makes me suspicious,

there was no record of a 999 call.

But, wife's the only witness.

Fit middle aged man apparently dies

of a cerebral infarction
and no-one tries to save him.

Seem suspicious to you?

Harry?

Byfield is a suicide, right?

Carboxyhaemoglobin, right?

- Right.
- Carbon monoxide poisoning.

Go to sleep never wake up, right?

Right.

In house tox results. Just got them.

I don't get it.

Have you done an exhaust pipe recently?

No. I don't think I
have, not for a while.

Neither have I. Tall
buildings these days.

We have assumed that there was
no foul play. So have the police.

Hose pipe, exhaust, etcetera.

- Suicide note?
- Not that anyone's found.

So obviously it's carbon monoxide
poisoning but then these bloods

have come back and the HbCO blood saturation
was only 10%, not enough to kill him.

And that's normal resting
concentration for a smoker.

But look at the blood,

- cherry red.
- Carbon monoxide.

Well, that's most
likely a false negative,

have you got another sample you can run?

No. Coroner's Office,

- they've got another sample.
- Good.

Check our their tox report,
shouldn't be too difficult.

The results don't match the evidence

so we need to establish whether
or not we've got a false negative.

You took a second blood sample,

separate to the one you
delivered to the Coroner?

It's normal practice. We do an in
house screen, speeds up results.

You think your sample was contaminated?

Either that or there's
a ghost in the machine.

It's...

It's nothing really,

the blood sample you gave
to me was damaged in transit,

not a great situation.

No.

It's not the end of the world.

The Coroner should be satisfied for us

to go on post mortem appearances

and the scene examination
for the cause of death.

But thanks for letting me know.

I'll speak to her and
hopefully, it won't be a problem.

Thanks.

- In transit?
- Yes.

- That's unlucky.
- Yea.

There's enough visual evidence
to make a case for suicide.

- I'm sure there is.
- I just need to write it up.

What?

No, nothing.

I'll leave you to it.

Harry Cunningham.

No, no, no, no. No, please.

You have nothing to apologise...

Please.

You don't have to
explain anything it's...

What time?

William Byfield, such
a tragedy. I liked him.

I heard about it on the wireless.

What was it? Money
troubles? Domestic problems?

He seemed like a very
balanced chap to me.

- I didn't know him very well.
- No.

It's very difficult to
know a person's heart.

All the rest is gossip.

- Yes.
- Thank you.

- Harry.
- Hi.

- You made it.
- Not a problem.

Everybody needs someone in their
life that turns up without a problem.

I love being near the water.

Always changing. You never
step in the same river twice.

Heraclitus,

greek philosopher who said that.

- OK, know it all.
- I like to think so.

He actually said "No man steps in
the same river twice for it's not

"the same river and he's not the
same man. Everything is change."

Look. Thanks for coming.

- I felt that I owed you an explanation.
- No, ou don't...

I was a bit melodramatic in
the parking lot. I just lost it.

It happens.

This was one of Stephen
and my favourite walks.

How did he die, if you
don't mind me asking?

It was a massive cerebral infarction.

He didn't feel a thing.
His life just ended.

In many ways it's the best
way a person could die.

There's no pain, no fear.
There's just life, then nothing.

You caught me at a low moment
at the Coroner's office.

I didn't mean to be rude, they just...

keep asking me the same
questions over and over again.

I've been answering them for months.

Has his death been signed off
by the Coroner and registered?

Of course. And now the cause
of death is being challenged.

That's unusual.

It was a sudden death and he
hadn't seen a doctor for a while

- and suddenly there were Coroners and post mortems.
- That's the 14 day rule.

If Stephen hasn't seen
a doctor within 14 days

it gets referred to a Coroner who decides
whether there should be a post mortem.

Apparently, there's paperwork missing,

- it's always someone else's fault!
- I know.

They're always on
holiday and it's a mess.

- It's not easy.
- I just have to deal with it.

It's OK, I'll survive.

Fate really, isn't it?

What's that?

I'm really glad that I...

we ran into each other again.

So am I.

You can't stop things from changing,

it's a difficult lesson
and I'm still learning it.

How well do you know Heraclitus?

I think we may have
exhausted my knowledge.

"A hidden connection is
better than an obvious one,"

he said that.

Hi, Professor,

- am I disturbing you?
- Yes.

Did you have a chance to look
up the Stephen Connelly file?

No. I haven't had a chance.
It's not high on my list.

Can I do anything to
push it up the list?

Cos it would really help me
out if you would look into it.

- I've got a busy afternoon ahead of me.
- Yeah, me too.

OK. Not really

but I was just trying
to show some empathy

cos it said on my course

that empathy was a good way to create
a connection with the person you're...

Stalking?

Stalking's a bit harsh!

But I can see how you
may have thought that I...

I need to get to work.

So it's a lot easier to get
in here dead than it is alive.

- Thank you. I can manage.
- Need a tissue?

I don't remember Stephen Connelly

but I assure you that if
there was anything unusual...

If there was anything unusual
about the toxicology report

then I would have described it in
the post mortem, which you have seen.

I don't think I can add anything else.

Oh, come on,

at least admit it's odd

that the toxicology report
wasn't in the Corner's file.

I mean that is odd. Just
double check it. Please!

It must be on the computer, somewhere.

It won't take too long to
find. That's all I'm asking.

I need to wash my hands.

You like me stalking you, don't you?

You do!

Not everybody's got one, you've got me.

Somebody who's always there for you.

I've seen a number of people,
close friends of mine, who,

you know a family member dies, and

they just let...

greed tear their lives apart.

It's like some kind of sleeping disease.

- No bloody cure.
- Absolutely not.

I feel like this is the first
time I can breathe in months,

being here with you, do you know that?

You're like medicine I need...

Prescription or just over the counter?

Illicit.

Harry, I want to sleep with
you. It's been a while since

I've been with a man and
I'd like it to be with you.

I guess we've moved away
a bit from philosophy then.

- Now I've frightened you away.
- No.

I'm so sorry.

No, no, no. I'm not used to doing this.

Shh, don't...I'm sorry,

nor am I, I didn't mean
to make light of it.

Am I reading you right?

Please just tell me that
I'm reading you right.

I wish I could snap my fingers

and make your troubles go away.

You're doing a lot already.

Charlie?

Would you remind me to
check on an old post mortem?

It might be archived by now,
the name is Stephen Connelly.

Am I reminding you or am I doing it?

Well, would you mind?

No.

- Were there any gloves found at the scene?
- No.

Any dirt on Byfield's hands? Smudges?

Carbon? From the exhaust pipe.

No.

He could have cleaned his hands.

That would be top of my list
if I were about to kill myself,

make sure my hands were clean.

Not your knickers?

New cars have catalytic converters,

takes longer to kill yourself.

- Any vomit at the scene?
- Small amount.

- Did you run it?
- No not yet.

It was suicide, wasn't it?

Blood test should have been enough.

When was the body discovered?

7.30.

Still be useful to know what
time he had lunch and who with?

Can you add that to the list
of questions to ask Rogerson?

Oh, am I writing a list of questions?

Help with the timeline.

From body temperature and rigor, I made
time of death sometime mid-afternoon.

Body temperature's unreliable
though, given the circumstances.

Closed interior pumped full of warm gas,

it's going to delay the cooling.

If he didn't die from
carbon monoxide poisoning,

then how did he die?

Was it even self-inflicted?

Let's say it was.

He's building in a
fail-safe, people do that,

takes some pills, attaches
the hose to the exhaust...

Cleans his hands but leaves no
trace of how he cleaned them.

Vomits up the pills then

doesn't breathe in enough
carbon monoxide to kill himself.

William Byfield isn't dead.

Well, if I'm careful when I
sew him up he might not notice.

I think we to look at the
stomach contents again.

Clare?

- How's it going?
- Good.

Make sure you let me have the yellow
top copy on the closed claim form.

That makes it easier
when we archive the files.

- No problem.
- Don't waste any time on any of these.

They're pretty much no-hopers.

You haven't heard when William's
funeral going to be, have you?

- No.
- Not sure who to ask.

He hated his ex-wife.

Well, if you hear anything
before I do let me know.

There's a bunch of us would like to go.

Course.

Oh, Professor?

Stephen Connelly doesn't
exist in your archives.

Have you tried different spellings?

Yep. Stephen with V and PH.
Connelly with O, A and E,

two N's one L, one N two Ls...nothing.

No wonder you don't remember
him. You never did a post mortem.

Doesn't make any sense.

I'll need to look at the Coroner's
file and then work backwards.

We have to have a record somewhere.

Oh, um, that insurance girl's
waiting for you in your office.

What! You let her in?

Well she said she'd called and
arranged to meet you at four.

I'm going to have to ask you to leave.

You know when I mentioned
to you about a 999 call,

or rather the lack of a 999 call?

I want you to leave my office now.

I think you'll be interested in this.

I'm standing outside with you

and I see the private
ambulance and it makes me think,

"How did Stephen
Connelly's body get here?"

I mean, there was no 999 call.

I can't find any trace of a call
out to the Connelly's' residence.

So it must have been a private
ambulance from a funeral director,

but none of the local ones have
any record of a Stephen Connelly.

So how did his body get
here to do the post mortem?

There's got to be a good explanation.

Well, I'm sure that there is. Charlie?

Can you get security, please?

You really look guilty when you do that.

- Charlie?
- They're on their way.

Charlie says you haven't found
Stephen Connelly in your records.

- Charlie needs to say less.
- Don't blame her.

I squeezed it out of her. Look, I'm
sorry you think I'm such a nuisance.

I just need to be able to
say I checked everything out.

I met with the doctor
that did the post mortem,

and he has the missing toxicology report

that will prove that he wasn't poisoned.

He saw the body and said there
was nothing untoward about it,

except that he was young...ish and dead.

This is your signature, right?

Not that anyone can actually read it.

Yes.

I brought you a copy
of the Connelly file,

in case you couldn't find yours.

You wouldn't cut any
corners, would you, Professor?

I mean, you're feeling a bit
tired, the guy's dead anyway,

just write any old report.

What!?

Why no notes, Professor?

I mean why no toxicology report?

A clerical error...

Or maybe the body never got here

and you got paid to make up a report?

- Charlie?
- I'll go find them.

I mean Stephen's depressed,

takes too many pills, kills himself,

- suicide invalidates the life insurance.
- What are you talking about?

Just write he had a stroke

and all those problems go away.

- Get out!
- How does that work?

Do you get your cut?

He's insured for a million quid,

- so there'd be something in it for you.
- Get out of my office!

Or maybe his wife killed him
and you're part of the cover-up.

Nice to see you again.

Charlie?

Harry!

Harry!

Charlie?

What happened?

- Can you smell that?
- What?

Cyanide.

Shit, get her out.

Turn the extractor fans onto max!

Can you tell me what happened?

Yeah, I smelt something odd...

What kind of odd? Bitter?

Yeah, um, almonds.

Hydrogen cyanide.

Dr. Cunningham, you felt funny
before, didn't you smell anything?

Not everyone can smell cyanide,

only half the population,
it's genetically inherited.

I'll call an ambulance. Just in case.

Let's get you up.

- Is Charlie OK?
- Yes.

She got out of A&E a little
while ago. Everything's fine.

I sent a sample of the stomac, not
that there's much doubt what it was.

Nikki and I will go
through it in the morning.

Let me know if you need me yeah?

What are you doing?

You know the case that girl
Clare Ambler was asking about?

You mean the one that Harry fancied?

Did he?

- No, I didn't fancy her, no.
- No.

I cannot find a record of it anywhere.

Charlie checked the computer records,

I thought maybe it didn't get
entered on the computer but...

- can't find it.
- I don't understand the problem.

Coroner's Office have got a
copy of my post mortem report.

Ambler wanted my notes
and the tox report

but there's no copy of
the post mortem here,

not that I can find.

Presumably the body had to be here
for you to do the post mortem, yes?

Yes.

And somebody has to sign for the
body when it arrives to the center.

Yes.

So somewhere we will have
a receipt of body on file,

start with that, maybe
the name or date was wrong.

- You are brilliant.
- Don't say things like that.

They go straight to his head.

Got a date of death?

I've got a copy of the form
B from the Coroner's file.

It's a no brainer.

- Name of deceased?
- Connelly.

Stephen.

What?

Stephen Connelly.

- That's very spooky.
- Why?

I know Rebecca, his widow.

She's been telling me about
the problems she's been having

sorting out her husband's estate.
I didn't realise you were involved.

There's luck.

Now you can add helping widows
to your list of good deeds. Night.

Don't look when you're
crossing, will you?

So all we need to do is find a
record of when the body arrived.

What?

The reason I can't remember it,

is because the body never arrived.

Are you saying that someone
has forged a post mortem report?

That is our letterhead.

That is my signature.

Ambler was an investigator working
for Connelly's insurance company,

and she accused me of...

I don't know what she
accused me of really, er...

conspiracy.

- Conspiracy to commit what?
- Fraud?

Fraud?

Dear, well yes, you know, something
shifty about you, isn't there?

Look, when was this? Three months ago?

- How long has Charlie been here?
- Er, about three months.

Exactly, and we had a
temp around that time,

Charlie didn't know the system,

it's just a series of screw
ups and you'll figure it out.

Leo, I really don't think
you have to worry about it,

unless you did it.

No, you're right. Course I'm right.

How well do you know Rebecca Connelly?

Just friends.

You're quite confident that she
couldn't be involved with any of this?

Any of what? This giant fraud
you're committing? Come on, Leo.

This is just the stupidity of
the bureaucracy around death,

the whole thing is driven by greed,

wills, taxes, insurance, civilised
version of eating the corpse.

Was the death was registered?

Yeah, yeah.

The Coroner, Margaret Hudson,
signed it off on a B form.

There you are. She must be in on it too.

You better get Ambler to check her out.

If you keep frowning like that
I'll have to get you Botox.

- Morning!
- Morning.

A lot of people work here, don't they?

Rebecca Connelly?

Clare Ambler.

I'm from your deceased
husband's insurance company.

They've sent someone new to harass me?

Yeah, they have, the other one died.

I'll help you any way that I can.

Oh, that's great, cos actually
I really need your help.

I saw from my colleague's file that you
refused to release his medical records.

That's right.

Any good reason for that?

The Coroner's office has all the
information it needs from the post mortem.

I think people deserve a bit
of privacy, even in death.

I think they deserve a bit of
justice to go with that privacy.

How about you?

- How old are you?
- Does it make any difference?

As I get older, I find I become
more sensitive to other people's pain

and their loss, but maybe for
you it wouldn't make a difference.

Can I look at your
husband's medical records?

No.

It doesn't make you look innocent.

I'm not overly concerned with how I
look since I already know that I am.

I tell you what, if I looked like you,

I'd be guilty of all sorts of things.

- I presume that's a compliment?
- Definitely a compliment.

The blood sample given to the
Coroner's office was damaged in transit

but we reached the
conclusion it was suicide

based on the visual evidence
of the body and de scene.

Everything of the scene pointed
to carbon monoxide poisoning,

hose attached to the exhaust,
cherry red blood, skin colour.

But that requires a 30% CO saturation

and the blood sample came back
showing only a 10% CO saturation.

Are you saying the carbon
monoxide didn't kill him?

Exactly, so, what accounts for
the unusual skin and blood colour?

Sodium cyanide salts, when consumed,
are converted to hydrogen cyanide

by stomach acid.

The colour of the skin and
blood and the ulcerations

to the stomach lining are
consequences of cyanide.

So he killed himself with poison?
Different route, same destination.

- Why am I here?
- We think he was murdered.

- Why?
- To attach the hose

he would have had to touch
the exhaust of his car

and there was no carbon on his hands

- and no gloves found in the scene.
- And why bother when you've

just taken such a fast acting poison?

We think he was murdered
and whoever did it

had a knowledge of forensics,
which kind of limits the field.

Yes, it does.

Charlie, I need William
Byfield's body and all exhibits.

- Byfield?
- Yes.

William Byfield's
checked out of this hotel.

What are you talking about?

He was collected at 18.25 last night.

Why did you release the body?

What are you saying?

The Coroner's office called,
said it could be released.

The undertakers had
all the right paperwork.

They signed for it.

Who signed for it?

- William Byfield.
- Can I speak to David Levin, please.

B-Y-F-I-E-L-D.

His body was collected
yesterday from the Lyell Centre.

Is the Coroner available?

- The paperwork says it was coming back to you.
- When will she be back?

He was cremated 30 minutes ago.

How does this kind of mistake happen?

Dr. Cunningham explained to Detective
Rogerson and myself that he felt

that William, Mr. Byfield,
had committed suicide.

Suicide is not a police matter.

Based on this information I
presented the case to Coroner Hudson.

Dr. Cunningham, did you inform Mr.
Levin that you'd changed your view?

We had been working from a theory...

That's a yes or no, Dr. Cunningham.

I hadn't had the opportunity, no.

Detective Rogerson?

When you left the Lyell Centre
after you had learned this

potentially new evidence did you
immediately contact Mr. Levin?

No, I didn't. It wasn't clear
to me that it wasn't suicide.

As far as I was concerned the method may
have changed but not necessarily the intent.

Professor?

You are in charge of the Lyell
Centre. You have let me down.

Your team reached a hasty conclusion.

That is unfair.

The information suggested that the
most obvious conclusion was suicide.

Dr. Cunningham reached that
conclusion after careful consideration.

And now you're telling me he's wrong.

He's telling me he's wrong,
made a mistake. Missed it.

He couldn't have been that
careful, or you couldn't have been.

It was my responsibility,
not Professor Dalton's.

All right.

Let's look at this from a different angle
and see how much damage has been done.

Dr. Cunningham, can you tell me with absolute
certainty that William Byfield did not kill himself?

- No.
- Professor?

It would be difficult
to be absolutely certain.

So... our ruling could
have been correct?

Ultimately, this is my responsibility.

I allowed the release of the body
based on the information available.

I shall stand by that decision unless
I have clear evidence to the contrary.

Professor, let's hope you
didn't let Mr. Byfield down.

Hi, Professor, how are you?

What the hell are you doing here?

This is my first real
case as an investigator,

and it's going pretty well except
I can't claim credit for it.

- Goodbye.
- William Byfield, he did most of the work.

But then died which
was very handy for you,

- wasn't it?
- I said goodbye.

Very convenient that he was
cremated today, wasn't it?

- Are you all right?
- Fine.

Solves a lot of problems.

Did it go from fraud to murder?

- Shall I call the police?
- No. Don't bother.

I'll do it for you.

It's always the cover up that
snags a bad man, isn't it?

- Any news?
- I haven't heard anything.

I'll speak to him later.

I can't believe William Byfield's dead.

Yes. It's too good to be true.

I was just going to make myself
some dinner. Do you want something?

No, thanks. I'll have
something when I get back home.

- Are you sure?
- Yes. Thank you.

I'm very fond of you, Rebecca.

I'm fond of you too, David,

- you've helped me through so much, you really have.
- You know,

- when I think about the future...
- David,

don't please. You know that I can't
think about that now. You know that.

Of course.

It doesn't stop me thinking about it.

I know.

Let me know if he says anything.

- Of course.
- See you tomorrow?

Morning.

Hello.

Professor Dalton.

How are you?

Er, I'm fine.

Is this about William Byfield?

Yes.

I think I better call Dr.
Alexander and Dr. Cunningham.

No, no that won't be necessary.

I'm here to ask you to
assist us with our enquiries.

Enquiries? Into what?

Conspiracy to commit fraud.

Stephen Connelly.

You really think that I'm
involved in some kind of a fraud?

I try not to jump to conclusions.

Well, you may need to try a bit
harder cos you're jumping to one now.

William Byfield was investigating
the death of Stephen Connelly.

You don't think?

Well, I need to speak to my solicitor.

Yeah, get yourself some legal
representation, Professor,

and make an appointment to come
in and see me this week please.

Thank you.

Leo?

He thinks that William Byfield's
death might be related to

Stephen Connelly, this whole thing
is starting to spin out of control.

How long have you
known Rebecca Connelly?

So go on, what did they say?

I told you not to come, police business.

The fact that they did the post
mortem on Byfield is unacceptable

and it has to be a conflict of interest.

Look, I'm not supposed to say this cos,

frankly, suicide suits the firm
and we don't have to pay out

but I can't help but think there was
foul play involved in Byfield's death.

You're not alone.

- What? You think so too?
- I'm not sure I do.

Dr. Cunningham, Dr. Alexander think so.

They think the murderer,
if there is one,

had some knowledge of forensics.

- Goodbye, Rebecca.
- Bye.

Harry.

You wouldn't lie to me would you?

No, of course not.

Leo is being investigated for fraud.

- Harry, I'm so sorry.
- I told him

you are just a victim in all this

and you didn't really
understand what was happening.

- It's true.
- There's no

record of your husband's body
arriving at the Lyell Centre.

- What has that got to do with me?
- So was

it just a coincidence
that you and I met?

Stop talking like this,
you're frightening me.

Just tell me what is happening.

- I just want all this to be over!
- Did you kill your husband?

No, of course not! Tell me
that you don't believe that!

You do. That's what you think.
You're just like the others.

You know these people, they make
mistakes. They forget, they hide,

and I'm the one who's accused.
I did not kill Stephen!

No. I don't think you did.

Don't you do that!

I know you didn't, I know you didn't.

I really need you to
believe in me, Harry.

I need you to believe in me.

So how good is your imagination?

Are you sleeping with her?

That is none of your business.

- What's your problem?
- I don't have a problem.

I trust you, Harry.

Am I right to trust you?

I'd do anything for you,
Rebecca, you know that.

Is there something wrong?

The woman is poison, Dr.
Cunningham, I hope you know that.

You don't think Harry
is involved, do you?

They've found out... about us.

Leo?

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