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This is going to be good. I haven't had
any bloody breakfast. Victim's name is

Jonathan Carlisle, head of our
paediatric cardiothoracic surgery at St.

Benedict's. He's 48 years old, single,
no kids.

Who's that?

Nina's the Johnny girlfriend, so she
came back after a shift.

Let herself in, found him on the floor,
dialed 999.

She's in the same hospital.

Right, it works.

Yeah, you wouldn't say no, would you?

I know why the NHS is on its knees.

Is that the forced entry?

No, this way.

Has to be some sort of big shot to get
action out there, doesn't it?

Yeah, I know. I've had a bloody walker
on the phone since five o 'clock this

morning.

Morning, Mike.

The depth of the indentation makes it
look like a very heavy blow, possibly

sort of blunt instrument.

So it wasn't accidental.

Well, let's get him to the mortuary
before we draw any conclusions, shall

Anything in the bedroom?

Oh, no.

They're still made up. Clean sheets.
Doesn't look like anyone's slept in

Father, Queen.

Yeah, Elton John.

Look at this one.

a new extension.

There is, however, one person that I'd
like to make a special mention of. He's

the head of our fundraising committee,
the man no one can say no to, Mike

Walker. Come up here, Mike.

Ladies and gentlemen, it gives me great
pleasure to announce we have raised the

grand total of £352 ,000.

From my heart, from the heart of all of
our children here, hearts that sometimes

need such care, thank you very much for
all of your donations.

Thank you.

Take this thing away from me, Sally.

God, out of control.

Hey,

what's

the journey? I'm D .C .I. Roofing
Connor. This is... I'm sorry, I'm due

shift. I have to get ready.

You sure that's a good idea?

I have operations scheduled.

People I can't let down.

I think you should know that we're
treating Jonathan Carlisle's death as

suspicious.

I see.

And you're his girlfriend.

And Neith sits at the hospital, is that
correct?

Yes.

And do you know, did anyone hold a
grudge against him?

No.

So he seemed all right to you?

Nothing troubling him?

Nothing troubled Jonathan.

And you can think of no one who had
anything against him at all.

Nina? What is it?

Hello, Amber.

Remember me? No, I'm not sure.

It's probably nothing.

I understand this is a difficult time.

I do, but anything that you can think
of, no matter how trivial.

The father of a girl we treated was
giving him a hard time.

Amber Webster.

Why?

Well, it was completely unfounded.

Jonathan did everything he could.

Yeah, that's right, Webster.

Apparently he was making some kind of
complaint against Jonathan Carl.

Sir, can you check out someone called
Gary Webster for me?

Have a look at this.

He still has a healthy interest in
nurses, but on purely professional

Right.

What have you got?

See how far they took that?

Yeah, thanks.

So there was a complaint, but it seems a
bit more serious than Neela said.

Hospital management had asked Carlisle
to produce a formal statement regarding

Amber Webster's death.

And there's a restraining order against
Gary Webster.

Two counts of serious verbal abuse
against Carlisle on hospital grounds.

got an address?

Thank you.

Would you like to put on?

No, thank you.

I need to talk to your husband about
him, Mr. Jonathan Carlisle.

Why?

Mr. Carlisle is dead.

What happened?

Oh, we're still investigating. I
understand there's a restraining order

your husband.

Mr. Webster?

And there's a possibility Mr. Carlisle
was murdered.

I understand you have a complaint
against him, is that correct?

He was going to answer for Amber's
death. Gary, love.

He was going to have to tell the truth.

Have either of you seen Carlisle
recently?

Mr. Webster, have you broken your
restraining order?

We had to wait a long time for Amber.

After she died, we did a few things
we're not proud of. I don't regret it. I

don't regret it! But our
communication...

Whit Carlyle has been through solicitors
for quite a while. Isn't that right,

Gary?

Look.

That's what he took from us.

Gary.

Why don't the girl loves those penguins?

Gary organized a grafted party for her
at the zoo.

I wanted to make it special.

Your world love.

Can you tell me what happened when your
little girl went in for her operation?

Amber left. At first it just seemed like
every other time, didn't it, Gary?

Amber was born with a heart condition.

Yeah, what take does that make?

She'd been in and out of hospital all
her life.

Carlisle told us the operation was
routine.

So little Amber, love. It's just a
dream.

Hello, Amber.

Remember me?

Off you go, darling. See you in a
moment.

Our brave little princess.

Hello, Amber.

We're just going to flip you gently
across onto the fellow table, all right?

You trusted him?

No, this nice man over here. He trusted
everyone at that place.

He even came out and told us how well it
had gone.

There we are.

Complete success.

I wanted to run up and down the
corridor, you know, shouting, she's

all right, but she can't.

Because so many sick children there
don't get better.

A few hours later, she died in intensive
care.

Carlisle didn't even bother to go back
in and try and save her.

Why? They closed ranks.

They tried to tell us it was because of
Amber's condition.

Like it was her fault.

It changed from being a routine
procedure to a complex one with

complications.

So pretty.

I have to ask you where you were last
night.

We were here.

Both of you?

We went to TV and got a takeaway.

You can ask the delivery boy.

He saw you both.

You definitely saw me.

I went to the door.

Oh, I hated Jonathan Carlyle.

Gary. I wanted to make him pay.

Wouldn't you?

Well, would you?

I mean, if Abigail died and you thought
the surgeon was negligent.

Don't even go there, Roisin.

If it was me, though, I'd want to smash
his fucking face in.

Really?

It's difficult to explain unless you've
got kids and... You know, you never

cease to surprise me.

It's not every day you find out your
hard -nosed boss is a secret giving

Jonathan Carlyle was a respected man.

Give me any of your zero -tolerance
shit.

Some bruising from the blow, but it
didn't fracture the skull.

Now, your victim have a history of drug
abuse?

No. They weren't.

No sign of healing. Slight intermuscular
bruising. I'd say very recent.

And did you find any others?

Yeah. At least four in his groin area.

I've asked for an urgent drug screen on
his blood.

Well, he won't be the first doctor who's
been dabbling in the hard stuff, will

he? Why the hell was there syringe?

Why didn't we find it at the scene?

Well, because he was getting high with
someone.

They tidied it up and left.

God, he's not looking so respectable
now, is he?

You're getting up?

I've put some breakfast out.

Please, love.

I've got to get to the school. I can't
afford to take any more time off.

She's six years old today.

You know... It's hard for me, too.

We have to move on.

Very sorry.

Dr. Lawson. I know I've kept you
waiting, but with Jonathan gone, we're

up against it. Follow me.

Obviously, we're all reeling, but it
doesn't stop the kids from being ill.

Did you notice any difference in
Carlisle in the weeks before he died?

No.

Hey, Jason, how are you doing?

OK.

Ah. Ready to go home?

Yeah. Goodness.

He wasn't anxious, worried about
anything.

No, that really wasn't Jonathan's style.

What about the inquiry into Amber
Webster's death?

As far as I know, that's just a
formality.

Hayley, how's my superstar?

Not so good.

Okay, make sure she gets regular
paracetamol and order another chest x

You're doing really well, Hayley.

Dr. Lawson, you don't seem to understand
how important it is.

Look.

Obviously, I can't imagine what the
Webster's are going through, but Amber

very fragile, and we did all we could.

Well, what about Carlisle and his
relationship with Neil as a gentleman?

Probably something you'll have to ask
her. Okay, well done, Carly. Good girl.

Good girl.

Would you check on him, please, and
administer an antiemetic?

Look, I'm really sorry. We're going to
have to do this another time.

I can't believe we raised so much money.
I know. Everything is bad.

What can you tell me about fentanyl?

It's an opiate, 80 times stronger than
morphine. What, used by doctors?

Yeah, it's been known.

Gives a very quick high, lasting about
15 minutes, out of the bloodstream in 48

hours.

But there was enough in his blood to
kill a rhino.

Are you talking suicide?

Yeah. So he injects himself.

Then he takes the works, puts them in a
plastic bag and flushes them down the

can. Nah, just not possible.

Without dose, he wouldn't be doing any
tidying up.

Okay, so someone was there.

Yeah, go back to the girlfriend. What's
her name?

Nila, the anaesthetist.

Where are you going?

There you go.

See you tomorrow.

Mike, come in. Thank you.

Adrian, if there's anything to come out
about the hospital or Jonathan, it's

better that you tell me now.

No.

There's nothing I can think of.

Did he ever take drugs?

Not that I saw.

But you know Jonathan, he likes to work
hard and play hard.

What about this Amber Webster business?

Yeah, that was all in hand.

Gary Webster's a very angry man,
understandably, because Jonathan told

daughter was going to be fine.

The operation was a success.

He always forgets to ease.

Mike, do you want one?

No, thanks, sir.

What about his personal life?

His relationships? He was seeing Nila
Sajani.

Yeah, but you know Jonathan.

Madly in love for five minutes, then on
to the next. Isn't that right?

There we go. Thank you.

I'm looking for Neil at the journey,
please.

One moment, please.

Safe disposal of controlled drugs in the
operating theatre.

Recent audit of the department has shown
a lack of adherence to hospital

guidelines for the disposal of unused...

Controlled drugs.

That's the damn morphine, damn morphine.

Fancy.

What do you want?

I'm so sorry.

Um, can you tell me about fentanyl?

Um, it's an opioid analgesic. It's used
in pain relief.

And in operations?

Yeah. So, uh, how come ampules of this
stuff are blocking up your boyfriend's

toilet?

No idea.

Ah, come on, Leela.

What happened?

You're messing around, you're getting
high.

Something goes wrong?

I have never been involved in taking
controlled drugs, and if you accuse me

doing it again, I'll report you for
harassment.

Well, it's not a memo on your notice
board. Are drugs going to work about?

I have nothing to say, and if you wish
to question me further, you'll be

from my solicitor.

Tell you what, why don't you give him a
call now?

I've already told you I was working all
night.

I went to Jonathan's after my shift.

Around five.

And you let yourself in?

Yes. I have a key.

I've said this.

So you let yourself in and then... I
found him on the floor and I dialed 999.

And you were unaware of Jonathan
Carlyle's fentanyl abuse?

I don't know anything about fentanyl
addiction.

Jonathan's or anyone else's.

If you want to test me, go ahead.

That's fine by me.

I was just involved.

I mean, we wouldn't know that fentanyl
stays in your blood for how long is it?

Um, 48 hours.

So, I mean, what I'd like to do is to
take a hair analysis as well as a blood

test.

That way we'll be able to find out
what's been in your system for four or

months.

Is that okay with you, Nina?

Come and see this.

So, we've got a camera on the corner of
Carlisle's Muse, but nothing actually on

the front door.

Who's the guy with the camera?

Shit, it's Gary Webster.

I'll slow it down.

Webster's giving him a seriously hard
time.

Well, Gemma said they were home all
night.

Well, obviously not that.

I don't have kids, I don't go on
emotional hunches, I go on hard

Bring him in, son.

Mrs. Webster?

Gemma, this is DS Palmer.

We just need to ask you a few questions.

Gemma, we just want a quick word with
you and Gary.

That's a bird.

Get up.

Where were you?

Have you been there again, Guy?

You promised me you wouldn't go anymore.

Can I go now? I need to be back at work.

No, not yet.

Do you reckon I did?

I've already explained to you. I came
in, I saw him on the floor. See,

Carlyle was murdered by drug that you
had access to.

Not by the wound to his head.

He was killed by someone who knew how to
administer a lethal dose.

Now, right now, Nila, how many other
people do you think are in the frame?

Come on, what happened?

Did you have an argument?

Did he dump you like all the other
women?

Because if you think that I can't piece
together the whole story of what

happened that night...

You are wrong, because that is what I do
every single day.

Neela.

You're probably aware by now that my
colleagues don't share the same respect

the medical profession I have.

But I knew Jonathan.

I need to know what happened to him.

And right now you could be facing a
murder charge.

If you left him to die.

That's gross negligence manslaughter.

Not to mention perverted in the course
of justice.

I...

I

walked in and... Jonathan was on the
floor.

And there was all this drug
paraphernalia around him.

I just panicked.

What about the bruise on his head? Did
you see it?

No. Did you cause it to make it look
like something else? No. He was dead

got there. Look, I... I know what I did
was wrong, but I just didn't want

everything he had achieved to be
destroyed.

Okay, Nila.

We're going to release you pending
further inquiry and a CPS report.

But, you know, I have the funny feeling
that we're going to need to talk to you

again, so, uh, no round -the -world
trips, eh?

By the time your next birthday comes
around, you'll be at home and we can be

proper family again.

Can I have a party at the zoo again,
please, Daddy?

You can have whatever you want to.

Can I have ballet?

Of course you can.

And I'll tell you what else I'll do.

I'll buy you a nice pair of ballet shoes
so that soon you'll be dancing like a

prima ballerina.

And you can have whatever you like.

Whatever you like.

And the takeaway the Websters say they
used? There's no record of a delivery to

their address the night Carlisle died.

Well, did you bring the Websters back
with you?

No, they either weren't there or they
just went back missing.

Get a warrant!

It's deep in that corner, Gemma!

Gemma!

Gemma!

Oh,

dear God.

Look what I've done to you. Keep that
boy thought alive.

What?

Take a look at that.

Nice.

Get on the phone.

Make sure Lawson and Thajani are safe.

She's still alive.

This photo was taken two days ago.

What do you mean?

They haven't buried her.

Oh, for crying out loud, Gary.

I said no more visits.

Come on, Gary.

My supervisor's already been on to me.
Please.

Just one more visit.

I don't want it.

I'm too proud to take the day.

What's going on? Calm down. It's about
Gary Webster.

Gary Webster?

Yeah, the police are looking for him. It
seems he was stalking me as well as

Jonathan.

Maybe they think he killed Jonathan.

How do I know?

Mr. Johnny.

Sorry, I couldn't get you on the phone.

Look, we think Gary Webster may be
involved in the death of Jonathan

He's pretty unhinged, so I want to leave
a uniformed officer here for your

protection.

That's okay.

How often did he come here?

Sometimes once a week.

Sometimes more often.

I only let him in for five minutes or
so.

When did he last come?

I didn't think I was doing any harm.
When did he last come here?

About an hour ago. I told him that it
was definitely the last time that I

couldn't let him see you anymore.

You were saying happy birthday and I
played him the music box.

What are you doing, mate? Turn that off.

Don't.

Happy birthday, darling.

Going to the zoo, huh?

You look so pretty.

Then his wife turned up, but I flatly
refused to let her in. His wife was

Yeah, you just missed her.

It's a bit like a game of follow my
leader, isn't it?

Yeah, get Webster's prescription out
there. We need to find him fast.

They are just like you.

They're like space, isn't it?

They're like flowing through space,
isn't it? Pretty.

Beautiful. Like astronauts.

Sea astronauts.

That's what I think they are.

Sea astronauts.

Sea cosmonauts. There's water in my
ears. Like bubbles are coming out of my

ears.

See that blue one?

Beautiful.

Look at my nose.

Look.

Beautiful.

Ten little ants.

Ants, yeah.

I don't think they eat ants.

I think they're trying to eat them.

We have to go backwards.

Backwards. Backwards.

You can make the host go faster.

You go faster.

Faster. You want to go faster.

You go faster. She wants to go faster.

Excuse me, sir.

Excuse me.

This area is reserved for adults with
children.

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

If you don't leave, I'll have to...

I have to call security.

Where's Amber?

Gary?

Where's Amber right now?

Isn't he here, is she?

Let's go home, shall we?

Mrs. Webster!

I didn't know.

It's okay, Gary.

It's okay. We just want to talk to you.

Gary!

Gary!

Gary! Gary!

Gary!

Mr. Webster.

I'm sorry.

Don't do this to me.

It's the web.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Gemma, these are your husband's personal
positions.

If you could sign this.

I'm sorry, I know this isn't the right
time, but I'm going to have to ask you

some questions, Gemma.

We've got CCTV footage of Gary following
Carlisle the night that he died. No, he

didn't do that anymore.

Look, I understand why you're trying to
protect him. I know that's why you lied

to us. I didn't lie.

Gary was with me that night.

Don't have no takeaway.

That never was, Gemma.

What time did he get back to you?

Now that he's dead, you think you can
blame Carlisle's murder on him, don't

He was innocent. You put him on trial.

But Gary did not kill Jonathan Carlisle.
And so what if he followed him? So what

if he bothered him?

Why shouldn't he?

Amber's dead because of him.

How are you so sure of that?

Have you any idea what we've been
through?

What it's like to see your child unable
to walk up the stairs because she can't

catch her breath.

She used to say, Mummy, my batteries
have run out.

Why was Gary outside Carlisle's house
that night?

Oh, come on, Gemma, what is it you're
hiding from me?

Gemma Webster is convinced of the cover
-up at the hospital.

Oh, Shane, right now we've got enough on
our plate with this DPS inquiry into

how, with all the officers chasing him,
Gary Webster still managed to jump to

his bloody death.

Well, what... Your priority is to find
out if he killed himself because he was

guilty of Carlyle's murder or whether he
was just shit still. I'm getting stung

all in there, Mike, day after day, just
as she was.

I've gotten nothing out of hospital
management.

I've requested statements.

Where are they?

I'm telling you, there is something
rotten in that hospital.

Are you okay?

You know, you can have some time off if
you want.

Nobody else is, so thanks, but no
thanks.

Besides, there's loads of stuff to wade
through.

Dr. Lawson.

Hi.

Listen, I heard about Gary Webster.

Yeah.

He was the main suspect in Jonathan's
murder, wasn't he? Yes, but the

investigation is ongoing now. I'd like
to ask you a few questions about Amber

Webster's case.

Mr Lawson, could I ask you to turn off
the music, please?

Why was Webster so fixated with Jonathan
Carlyle? I presume because he was

Amber's surgeon.

And the operation was routine?

Yeah, quite standard.

We filmed it for training purposes.
You're welcome to see it.

Why do you think Gary was so convinced
there was negligence?

He was a grieving father looking for
someone to blame. It's an understandable

reaction.

No matter what we do, children like
Amber often don't survive these

conditions.

No tensions between you and Carlos?

Oh, sorry.

Uh, no.

We got on fine.

Jonathan Carlyle and Nila Sejani's
statements over the Amber Webster case.

Nila's statement backs up his.

Okay, they're both dated the 18th of
October. That's the day before Carlyle

murdered. Well, it states that Carlyle
left clear instructions that Adrian

Lawson failed to follow.

Well, what does Lawson's statement say?
Apparently, he hasn't given his yet.

Amber Webster died on the 20th of
August.

Where were you that night?

I was in the room with Jonathan.

I heard what he said on the phone to
Adrian Lawson.

If Adrian had followed his instructions,
then Amber might still be here.

You made that very clear in your
statement.

Tell me, what was Adrian Lawson's
response to your statement?

Shouldn't you be investigating a murder
or a medical negligence case?

Maybe it's the murder of someone
involved in medical negligence.

I repeat, what was Adrian Lawson's
response to your statement?

I didn't discuss it with him.

Thank you very much, Mr. Johnny.

What do you think you're doing?

What possessed you to give that
statement? You know it's a complete

Get out. What are you trying to do?
Destroy me? I have been arrested and

questioned over a procedure I had
nothing to do with.

You treated Amber Webster. She died on
your shift.

Now get out of my car.

I wasn't the one out of my head on
fentanyl, okay?

I strongly advise you to retract that
statement.

Yes? Hi, Manila.

We were just passing.

I thought we'd pop in and see how you
were.

All right.

Well, come in.

Hello, sweetheart.

You're Manila, don't you, Jack?

That's your daddy at the hospital?

Great. Come through.

Been here long?

Um... A while.

Listen, Nila, I just wanted to say how
sorry I am about Jonathan.

Right, thank you.

Yes, I think we're all cut up about it.

Um... God,

it's really quite embarrassing. I don't
really know where to start.

We found out that yourself and Jonathan
had...

filed an accusation against Adrian
regarding the Amber Webster case.

Yeah, um, your husband's already spoken
to me about that. Really?

Well, it's not true.

And I'm not prepared to stand by and
watch my family go down because of your

lies, Neela. Why don't you come through?

Adrian is an excellent doctor and he's
not to blame. I think we both know that

Adrian wouldn't be where he is if it
wasn't for Jonathan. I want you to

your statement, OK? Why don't you stick
to housekeeping?

I know you weren't with Jonathan the
night that child died.

Really?

Well, then who was with him that night?

Hmm?

That's a general ruse, darling.

Oh, we'll tidy up and that's it.

I'm now leaving this patient in the very
capable hands of my number two.

That's Lawson.

Just close, give us some platelets, FFP.
What I could do without this.

Job done.

See you in the morning.

Anyone know who the lucky lady is
tonight?

Go on, Nick.

No, nothing dodgy's come up.

He said we were at lunch.

No, Lawson wouldn't have pushed it our
way if there'd been anything on it.

What, so it was all in Gary Webster's
head?

Les Lawson's trying to divert our
attention somewhere else.

Like?

Like what happened in the ICU six hours
later when she died.

You know, maybe I should go back to the
hospital.

Speak to someone else if I can get a
different perspective on things.

What, like to a little nursery that we
met with Adrian Lawson?

Sam!

Why don't you go see what you can get
out of her?

Nurse Claire Jenkins.

Mike, we got the operation on tape. Do
you want to have a look? No, I'm bloody

done. Word.

Roisin, we are not investigating
hospital negligence. Pouring over that

girl's operation is a waste of bloody
time. You should concentrate on trying

find Carlisle's killer.

And if the hospital are culpable?

That's a matter for the hospital.

No, I'm convinced there's a connection.

Forensics came back with...

None of Gary Webster's DNA called out to
it.

Gemma Webster is convinced there's some
sort of malpractice going on in the

hospital and that Neilis the journey is
admitting to tampering with the crime

scene. I mean, all these doctors are
just covering for each other. These

do a bloody difficult job with
inadequate funding.

So do we, Mike.

Now, why should I be giving them any
slack just because you've taken to doing

charitable works in your old age?

Their good works demand public
confidence. The more we poke about, the

public are going to think there's
something rotten in that hospital.

So, you were on duty here when Amber
came back from theatre?

Yeah, and she was fine.

About three hours later, it was clear
she wasn't holding.

I thought she was still internally
bleeding, so I paged the on -call

Adrian Lawson? Hmm.

He told me to get Carlisle on the phone
while he examined Amber.

Did that surprise him?

No, not at all.

Adrian's a good doctor, but Carlisle was
the consultant.

So, you called him at home?

Hmm.

Adrian asked him for advice and then he
administered the treatment.

Okay. Thanks, Claire.

I'll give you a ring if I think of
anything else, shall I?

I appreciate you agreeing to see me.

I wanted to give you my condolences.

And to assure you that your husband's
death will be investigated by the

Department of Professional Standards.

Mrs. Webster, Jonathan Carlyle was
killed with a massive overdose of

the same night your husband was seen on
CCTV near his house.

I need to know if there's anything else
you can tell us.

Mrs. Webster.

You have my number. If you can think of
anything, please give me a call.

I'll see myself out.

Gemma!

I'll get your medication.

You stay there.

I don't know.

Adrian, for the purposes of elimination,
I have to ask you where you were on the

night that Jonathan died.

Um, I finished work early, got home
about half past six and spent the rest

the evening with Sally.

Sally, last Friday, the night Jonathan
died?

Yes.

My mother had taken the kids.

It was our first night alone together
for ages.

Adrian, are you aware that...

Jonathan Carlyle and Nila Sajani have
made statements.

They're implicating you in Amber
Webster's death.

What?

Well, I knew they wanted statements
because of the Webster family. I just

haven't had time to write mine yet. I
followed Jonathan's instructions to the

letter. Ask the duty ICU nurse.

Oh, we already have.

Sorry, I've got to go.

Have you got any idea why they would
blame you if it wasn't true?

Maybe you should look into what Jonathan
was doing that night.

Palmer?

No, uh, Claire, no, it's fine.

It's Clive Jenkins from the hospital.

Tonight?

Um, yeah, yeah, I know where that is.

Yeah, okay, I'll see you then.

Bye.

I don't know what she's got for me.

But I do.

You're very tall.

Am I?

How tall?

Six -four.

Am I telling stories out of school?

You've got to watch yourself around that
hospital these days.

I'm not a gossip, honestly.

Well, how do you mean?

Well, all of a sudden, everyone's like
St.

Jonathan Carlyle.

The truth is, he was a right bastard.

He shagged everything, the younger the
better.

We used to warn all the new nurses.

Guess what his favourite shag spot was?

Pass.

A treatment room with massage beds.

Amazing.

The night Amber died, did you actually
speak to Carlyle at home?

Are you ever off duty?

You're very tense.

Just relax.

Okay, turn over.

No, really, it's okay.

It's nothing, Sylvia. No, it's okay,
really.

The uniform doesn't do it for you, then.

Mrs. Webster.

Sorry, please come in.

Would you like a coffee?

No, nothing then. Okay.

Jackson, my breakfast. Do you mind?

I'm topped.

Sorry, you wanted to see me?

I lied about Gary being at home the
night of the murder.

I'm sorry.

He didn't come back until very late.

I thought he'd been at the mortuary
again.

He wouldn't tell me.

Well, we can check that out.

Superintendent Walker told me Jonathan
Carlyle died of an overdose of a drug

called... Fentanyl.

It's a very strong opiate. Yes, I know.

Used for pain relief.

I brought you this.

Gary suffered from crippling arthritis
with his prescription.

Fentanyl.

I need to know...

If Gary killed Jonathan Carlyle...

Satchel?

Satch, get hold of Gary Webster's
medical records for me, please. He's

using fentanyl.

about Gary Webster again?

I've not done anything. Why do you want
me in the car? Get in the car!

Look, I've just about kept hold of my
job.

I've got dependents.

Friday the 19th of October.

Did you forget to mention that you let
him in that night too?

If my supervisor finds out about this
one, I really will get fired.

I admit what I did was wrong, but I felt
really sorry for the guy. Don't mess

with me, Dave. This is more serious than
you losing your job. Gary Webb started

the suspect in a murder case.

And I can have you done for withholding
evidence. Do you understand me?

He turned up when my shift started at 8
.30.

Maybe a bit later, I was held up in the
call room.

He was in a right state.

He said he'd had a row with someone.

I agreed to let him in so he could sit
with his daughter for a bit. How long

he stay?

I'm not sure. I mean, like I said, we
had a bit of a problem in the call room.

What are you saying to me, Dave?

He was around, I think, when I came off
for a break.

It'll be around 2 a .m.

Okay, run this past me one more time.
Now, this is really important, Dave. Do

you understand?

You're saying that Gary Webster was in
the mortuary when... Yeah.

When I came on duty, I just said so.

You can verify that he remained there.

From 8 .30 p .m. until 2 a .m., correct?

Yeah. Good day.

And thank you.

Your dependents are very lucky, Dave.

Satch? The fentanyl Gary Webster used
came in patch form.

They might have been able to extract
enough to kill Carlisle, but he'd need a

bloody good chemistry set.

Yeah, I was irrelevant now. I've just
had confirmation he was in the

tree all night long.

John, I promised you I'd contact you
when I'd heard.

Gary's in the clear.

He didn't kill Jonathan Carlisle.

So can I bury them now?

Yes.

The coroner will release Gary's body to
you.

Thank you.

Listen up, everybody.

Gather round, please.

Okay.

Gary Webster situation.

It's really hard for all of us to face
the fact that we put pressure on him.

We did it because we had evidence
implicating him in Jonathan Carlyle's

Well, we got it wrong. I got it wrong.

But no one should feel guilty about the
tragic outcome. Is that understood?

Roisin has said from the start we should
have concentrated on the hospital

staff.

She believed that there is a direct link
between the negligence case of Amber

Webster and our murder.

So let's get out there and find the
evidence that proves it.

And if we do find its negligence, then
maybe, just maybe, Gary Webster's wife

will get some compensation.

Palmer got his hands on a good hospital
source last night.

Yes, sir. Yeah, I interviewed the nurse
who was with Lawson the night Amber

died.

And? Well, when she called Carlisle's
flat from intensive care, a woman

the phone. Yeah, Neela Thajani at their
statement.

Claire Jenkins said she'd recognised
Neela's voice a mile away, and whoever

with Carlisle that night, it definitely
wasn't her.

Yeah, this is my statement.

And you stand by it, do you? Of course.

I wouldn't have made it if I didn't
think it was true.

Oh, you know, it's amazing.

You put someone in a white coat and
everyone thinks that their IQ jumps,

50 points?

Give someone a police badge and they
just assume you're too thick to check a

statement.

Neela, one of our officers has spoken to
the hospital's HR department.

The night you said you were with
Carlisle?

The night that Amber Webster died, you
were at a conference in Liverpool.

You keep lying to us, don't you?

Neither?

Why?

Jonathan swore Amber's death was not his
fault.

He just wanted me to back him up. What
has he got on you? Nothing.

It's fentanyl, isn't it? No. You
supplied Carlisle.

With the fentanyl. You have access to
it, you're his girlfriend.

Yeah, if it got out, you'd lose your
job.

But you could lose more than your job,
sweetheart.

So how about the truth? No more bullshit
about removing hypodermic needles and

stuffing the evidence down the toilet to
protect his reputation.

This, this was all about you.

Yeah, because you were scared that if it
got out, you would be exposed as well.

You lied and misled this investigation
incriminating an innocent man in Amber

Webster's death.

Start by charging her with conspiracy to
pervert the course of justice.

Then move on to the theft and supply of
controlled drugs.

Hey, look at these.

They're from a stack of photos brought
in from Webster's place.

What the hell is Sally Lawson doing with
Carlisle?

Looks like he's giving her a thorough
examination.

Hi. Oh, do you want to come in? I'll get
Adrian for you.

We'd actually like to talk to both of
you, Sally.

Come through.

You smell bad.

Jack, stop it. I'm going to count to
three.

One, two, close.

If I get to three, that trampoline is
going.

Would you like to sit down?

No, thanks.

Hi.

Hi.

We'd like you both to have a look at
this photograph, please.

Father, have you seen that photo before?

No.

Anything you'd like to tell us about it?

Like what?

Like the nature of your relationship
with Jonathan Carlyle.

The nature of my relationship with him
was that he was my husband's boss.

That's it.

Do you remember when that photograph was
taken, Sally?

A while ago.

We went for coffee. I think we were
discussing the fundraiser.

Look, I can see how it might appear, but
Jonathan was just the most outrageous

flirt.

You know that, Mike.

I know Adrian did.

Were you ever in Jonathan Carlyle's
house?

Yes, a few times.

Remind me where you were the night he
died.

As we told you, we had a rare evening in
together, didn't we, darling?

My mother had the children overnight,
and I cooked a special supper for us.

That's what happened.

Thanks. Thanks very much for seeing us.

And Sally, as you were in Jonathan's
house, I hope you don't mind coming in

giving us fingerprint and DNA and
information.

No,

of course not.

Thank you.

Sally, what are you doing? I meant to
throw them out. I'm sorry.

Give me the sheets.

I'm so sorry. Sally, give me the sheets.

Maybe we should get a lip reader in, see
what you can come up with.

It's loaded for me, frame by frame.

Here, look at Webster.

Look, one minute he's got the camera.

Then it's gone.

Where's the camera?

What, Carlisle took it?

Gutsal goes over to Carlisle's place.

Well, that's that.

He was a clever boy.

You wanted to see me?

Yeah.

It's a little awkward.

Something I couldn't say yesterday.

Is it about Jonathan?

We're going to find your prints and DNA
all over Carlisle's house?

Yes. Is there anything else, Sally?

Adrian doesn't know.

If he found out, it would destroy him.

Sally, these things have a habit of
coming out.

If I were you, I would tell your husband
the truth.

Mike, can I ask?

Are you any closer to finding Jonathan's
killer?

Yeah, we are very close.

Well, who do you think did it?

Well, we're following a new line of
inquiry.

But I can tell you it definitely isn't
Gary Webb, though.

I can't do this, Adrian.

It was horrible.

He knows something.

He's a policeman, for Christ's sake. If
he knew something, do you think we'd

still be here? We've been through this,
Sally.

I know. Stick to the story.

Say nothing.

I'll say nothing. They've got nothing to
prove. Do you understand?

Yes.

Fuck off!

Roisin.

We're going to want to see this.

We found Webster's camera at Carlisle's.

What you got?

Featured Webster hadn't downloaded from
his camera.

Oh. When were these taken? 19th of
October. The night Carlisle was

Thank you very much.

Right.

Bring the Lawsons in, but keep them
separate.

These photographs were taken the night
Jonathan Carlisle was murdered.

You still deny you were at Jonathan
Carlisle's house the night he was

I've already told you I was having an
affair with him.

Please answer the question, Mrs Lawson.

I went there early, as you can see.

But I left soon afterwards.

At what time did you leave Carlisle?

You can't be suggesting I'm a suspect.

Just answer the question, please, Sally.

I don't remember.

Gary Webster was always hanging around
with his camera.

That night, Jonathan had had enough.

But Webster violently attacked him.

I knew he'd been threatening Jonathan,
but...

He was like a crazy person that night.

Fucking hands! Are you going to show
those to everyone in Lawson? You're

his wife!

You're fucking his wife! I didn't feel
safe there anymore, so I went home.

This would be when?

Jonathan was alive when I left.

Webster must have come back later.

Broken in the house or something.

I should have said this before, but I
was frightened.

Well, what time did you go home again?

I know I was home when Adrian got back
at 6 .30.

Adrian, your wife was admitted she was
with Carlyle the evening he was

She also admitted having a sexual affair
with him.

Did you know about that?

No.

I'm sorry, your wife is screwing your
boss under your nose for six months and

you have no idea about it.

And you look at Janney.

Screwing her too.

Yeah.

Everyone knew about that. What's that
got to do with anything?

Remind me again what time it was when
you arrived home the evening of the

murder.

Around 6 .30.

And you can confirm you spent the rest
of the evening with your wife?

Yes.

Sorry, could you explain to me how you
could have been at home all evening?

What, from 6 .30 p .m. as yourself and
your husband claim?

When this photo here places you at
Carlisle's flat at 7 .53 p .m.

I need to talk to Adrian.

I'm sorry, that's not possible.

Where were you at 7 .53 p .m., Sally?

I have nothing to say about that.

This photograph shows your wife outside
Carlisle's house at 7 .53pm.

You've been covering for her, haven't
you?

After she's your wife, you've got a
couple of kids.

It's natural.

But she's let you down badly.

Perverting the course of justice in a
murder case is a very serious charge.

I was home at 6 .30.

And so is Sally.

You can reset the clock on a digital
camera, you know. It's hardly going to

for evidence in a court of law.

Sally, did you kill Jonathan Carlyle?

Why would I kill Jonathan?

Oh, I don't know. I mean, were you aware
he was also screwing his niece, Nila

Tajani?

must have had some kind of rota going
sally he's screwing you in the evening

he's screwing her in the morning when
well he knows you're tucked up in bed

the hubby god you know that would drive
me crazy you're wrong really what

betraying your husband uh what was it
was dangerous and exciting it made you

feel alive maybe he even introduced you
to your dark side is that it and then he

betrays you sally sally i think your
husband's lying through his teeth but we

a photographic evidence Right now,
you're the only person I can prove was

position to kill Jonathan Carlyle that
night.

I'm not taking the blame for this.

Meanwhile, your husband will walk away
from this, except you, Sally.

You'll go down for murder.

For a long time, Sally.

So the best thing you can do is to tell
us the truth. Now, I know you're scared,

but you could be facing a very long
prison sentence.

Not a lot of prison, but that's watching
those tiny little children growing up

without you, Sally.

I dropped the kids at my mother's and
told Adrian I was having a night out

with the girls.

Well, you went to Carlisle.

You were in bed and the doorbell went.

Jonathan was expecting a courier from
the hospital.

But it was Adrian.

He wanted to talk about the Amber
Webster case.

But Jonathan kept putting him off.

You don't need the saddle, you just need
the crop or the piece or something like

that.

I think we both need a drink.

You know me, Adrian.

Never could say no to a needy woman.

Especially one with such a great heart.

There are clean sheets on that bed.

Sammy, sheets on the bed now. Come on!

He told me it was my

fault we got into this mess.

I had to help him sort it out.

On the fentanyl?

It was all Adrian's idea.

He thought he could make it look like an
overdose.

So the man who was screwing your career
was also screwing your wife.

It's humiliating.

She's lying to you.

She's prepared to testify against you.
I'll testify against her.

Really?

Adrian Lawson, you will be charged with
the murder of Jonathan Carlyle.

Your wife will be charged with
perverting the cause of justice.

I thought no matter how bad things got,
I'd always get through it as long as I

had Sally and the kids.

Bye, madam.

Bye.

And say our condolences.

We are all terribly sorry.

If there is anything that I can do for
you, please tell me.

There is something.

You're all very generous with your
condolences.

I can't live in this place anymore.

And I want to take them back home with
me.

But I need three thousand pounds.

Your boss is very good at raising money.

Do you think he could help me?

Give them the burial they deserve?

I'll see what I can do.