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Laura? Hi, it's me, Julie.

There's something I have to tell you.

No, it's important this time, Laura, really.

No, I'm not saying on the phone.

I'm coming over.

No, now.

Check it.

It's a long way down.

What have we got?

We've been through the contents of her bag. Obviously came down with her.

That ruled out.

Forensics have signs of a struggle up there.

And her facial injuries are probably caused by impact from the parapet, not

fall. Found an ID in her bag.

Julie Pierce.

There's no money in her purse.

Didn't take the credit cards.

We've got her car arriving in tape at 10 .45.

And they found her at 11 .45.

She died not long before that. So she was on her way back to her car.

Her mobile phone was smashed up in the fall. I think the SIM card's still OK.

Check. See if she called last and if there's any message. Thanks for calling

back, sweetheart. I want details of every car that came and went here this

morning.

Organise the fingertip. The entire car parking from two streets back.

Robbie, do you think you can tell PP you'll call her back later?

Speak to you later.

Right, Jackie, let's go look outside.

First flight to the flat upstairs.

One weekend of my way.

Need a bloody wet seat to get in.

I've got a friend staying in Balpion.

I don't know that difference, do I?

I'll just phone some lucky lady and remind her of the best night of her

You know what, kid?

Not exactly a family car, is it?

We found blood in the parapet and a lot of fibres, which, look what they came

from our jacket.

So she put up a bit of a struggle then? Definitely.

If she jumped, there'd be nothing like that.

We'll find this in the glove compartment.

Store can bill.

It's got a dress on it, sir.

It's a wet den. All right, let's go.

A wardrobe Mrs. Beckham would be proud of.

No men's clothes, though.

Don't see a kid's bedroom.

Divorce?

Maybe.

Some flat, isn't it?

She had an appointment yesterday.

Just marked with an X.

Well, there's one here for today.

The GACC.

What's that?

The Glasgow Assisted Conception Clinic.

11am.

Victim made a call at 11 .43.

Couldn't have been long before she was killed.

Who was she calling?

A Laura Brunton.

Keep going, sir.

OK, sir.

Robbie, come on.

OK, OK.

Miranda.

Babies never choose to die!

Babies never choose to die!

Babies never choose to die!

Turn back, brother!

Take your wife home and let his will be done!

Babies never choose to die! Babies never choose to die!

That's all that's about. The protest outside this clinic quite begs. Right.

Take the Eggman demonstration.

He's cracked my windshield and can shell out a new one. Where is he?

Come on, you. Come on, that's it. Let's go.

Let's go.

Say no to human sacrifice.

Say no to human sacrifice.

Say no to human... If you take a seat, just give it a few minutes.

OK.

Can I help you?

DCI Buck.

You have a patient here.

Julie Pearce. She had an appointment this morning.

Who with? Dr Skinner.

You tell him I'd like to talk to him, please.

Julie?

Are you sure?

Julie Pearce.

43 years old.

Lived in Croft Hill Square.

Murdered?

I'm sorry, Mrs Bronson.

Was she family?

Friend.

Were you close?

Well, we were at school together.

But then we lost contact.

And then a couple of years ago, by chance, she became a client of my

Client? You and the financial advisor.

She phoned you this morning?

She said she wanted to talk.

About what?

I don't know. She was going to come round. I heard the doorbell ring.

I thought it was her.

Did she sound worried?

Well, she said it was urgent.

But then everything was urgent with Julie.

She had an appointment at the Glasgow Assisted Conception Clinic.

She was going through IVF, yes.

She and her partner were trying for a baby.

Julie didn't have a partner.

Well, not a partner.

As far as I know.

Sorry, I don't understand.

The father was to be an anonymous donor.

Oh.

I saw her just a few hours ago.

She was attacked in the car park just up the road.

Obviously after she left here.

That's appalling.

Um, Dr. Hersey.

I'm the director of the clinic.

Was Julie Pierce pregnant?

No, we were still in the process of looking for a donor.

How does that work?

We... Provide information on potential fathers, genetic data, family medical

history. And once a father is found... Then the process is done in vitro,

outside the womb until the ideal time for implantation, IVF.

If you'll excuse me, I'd better inform the staff.

Did Miss Peerth been upset or anxious this morning?

Oh, not in the least. She was happy, relaxed.

We were making progress.

What time did she leave?

Just before 11 .30.

Well, it depends on how much of a risk you want to take, Gordon.

But with a heightened interest rate, I really think you can get some guilt.

Right.

Right. Well, they need consolidation.

Hi, there.

Guy Ross, Mr Deasley Fraser.

Need to ask Mr Brunton a few questions.

I'm afraid Mr Brunton's on the phone at the moment, but if you'd like to take a

seat, he'll be with you in a few moments.

OK. Thanks.

Good morning, Aventura.

No, I'm sorry.

Mr Brunton's not here at present.

Thank you. Goodbye.

Miranda. Hi.

Long time no see, but I'm about to rectify that.

It's Robbie.

Robbie Ross.

We treat just about all kinds of infertility, male and female.

And, of course, we assist single women who have opted for anonymous donations.

The Reverend Stanford's happy bunch.

Why aren't the abortionists outside a fertility clinic?

Well, in assisted reproduction, we introduce multiple embryos into the

Not all of them will take, and those that don't will naturally die.

By their mad reasoning, that's murder.

I don't think they could have. In my experience, demonstrators get out of the

system with chanting and banners.

Is everything all right?

Kim is upset.

It's been a bit of a shock.

Yeah, of course.

Look, I'm sorry to ask questions at a time like this, but I take it if Julie

Pearce has a financial advisor, she was comfortable?

Well, not all my clients are rich, but, yes, Julie had funds.

From where?

Her parents died and left her a fair old statue.

Does she have any other family?

No.

She inherited the lot.

I know that Julie was an old friend of your wife's.

How did she become a client of yours?

Chant. I was recommended to her by another customer, and she and Laura

the old friendship again.

What kind of a person was Julie?

She spoke her mind.

And sometimes she rubbed people up the wrong way, but she was all right.

When did you last see her, Mr Brunton?

Here.

A week ago.

And Marjorie will tell you exactly when.

How did the Bruntons react to the news?

Well, for a close friend of Julie's, the wife didn't seem that upset.

Yeah, but her husband, who's her financial advisor, seemed genuinely

Something more than a business relationship, you think?

Well, could be.

What about the clinic?

No. It's an emotional cauldron.

Having babies, not having babies, anonymous donors, protesters.

One of them threw an egg at my car.

Well, you think that's funny?

Where is the egg chucker?

He's downstairs, sir.

Brian Murray.

Member of the Church of the Covenant for the last three years. Get him up here.

Let's see what he's got to say for himself.

Why exactly am I here?

Throwing eggs at an officer on the course of their duties was a start.

I thought you were attending the clinic.

So that would be a good enough reason to throw an egg?

With an important message to get across.

And how far did that message go, Mr Murray?

Punishing the sinner?

No. Just warning them of the punishment to come.

Did Julie Pierce deserve to be punished?

Who's Julie Pierce?

She's a patient at the clinic.

She was murdered this morning.

Well, may she rest in peace.

But as Reverend Stanford says, if she invited the devil into her womb, then

will have to answer to God.

Reverend Stanford.

Was that the guy leading the chanting?

Reverend George Stanford is our founder and our preacher.

What time did you arrive at the clinic?

Two. And where were you before then? At the church.

All of us were, since ten.

You know, by rights, I should charge you with a salt.

Unless you decide to help us.

The names of all your congregation.

He's not just at Mouthie now without a half -dozen free range to back him up,

eh? Stuart, Murray's church list.

The IT guys found a message in Julie Pierce's mobile.

It's not what you'd call friendly.

You got a trace?

They're working on it. Listen to this.

One patient, one nurse, same clinic.

Hit on the back of the head with a heavy implement which was then driven through

a ribcage.

How long ago?

Two hours, Max.

Blood on this paling.

Parky found it in his rounds just after lock -up.

Aye, that would fit the bill.

Then he found her.

So what was she doing walking through the park at night?

Well, the clinic's over there. She lives the other side of the park.

Shortcut. Seems if nothing was stolen from her bag, cash and credit cards are

still in her purse.

Well, we're going to have our work cut out now.

You two, get some shut -eye.

I'll see you at the station at 6am sharp.

Stuart, I want to check on everybody in Murray's church list and everybody

connected with the clinic.

Francesca, hiya, it's Robbie.

No, nothing new. Yeah.

Yeah, listen, I know it's late, but what are you up to just now?

Uh -huh.

Oh, you've got to be joking.

I've got to stay somewhere.

See, I was under the impression that half the women in Glasgow were fighting

over you. Look, I can't just turn up at some bud's house at this time of night.

Well, you turned up at mine.

Yeah, but you're not a bud. You're a pal.

One night.

Stevie Crawford and Gary Mason get the second half underway.

Well, I can say that it would have been a very, very interesting... Can I call

beers, Jackie?

Good night,

Robbie.

Absolutely outstanding!

What a way to get back into the game!

Any idea on that phone call yet, sir?

Not yet.

The number's blocked.

I'm still working on a trace.

Post -mortem results, then? Not yet.

Have you got anything?

I ran a check on the church list.

Upstanding Christians, everyone.

I'm Mr Brian Murray.

Cautioned once for demonstrating outside a Marilyn Manson concert.

How many of the flock are female?

It's about half and half.

Any of them in the habit of making nasty phone calls?

No record of it.

You dig up anything in the clinic?

Dr Skinner's clean.

We're still waiting for stuff to come through on Dr Hersey.

The murdered nurse, Kim Whiteley, she joined the clinic three years ago.

And what about the other nurse?

Wilma Cunningham. She's been with him for eight months. She was the subject of

children's panel hearing ten years ago. For what?

Possession of a knife. No further trouble, thanks.

Good work, son.

Get a couple of hours' sleep, then start digging again.

This must be tough for you, Wilma.

I've had better weeks.

Were you and Kim close?

We weren't any friends, that's how it worked like, but we got on OK.

She'd been here longer, showing me the ropes.

Did I see you having an argument yesterday?

Maybe I was being more hard -hearted.

But I was just trying to get Kim to pull herself together.

Did she know Julie well?

Better than me. I didn't know her at all, really.

I'm sorry, Wilma, but I'm going to have to make your day worse.

We obviously have to run a check on people.

You were up before a children's panel.

When I was 15.

I know, it was a long time ago, but we do have to ask these questions.

Caught in with the wrong crowd.

Yeah, you were caught in possession of a knife.

A plentiful dinner knife.

With those girls, everyone had to carry one.

It was all squaring up, talking tough.

Nothing ever happened.

Are the doctors aware of your...

Girl gang days.

It's on my record, isn't it?

Last night, were either of you here when Kim left?

I left earlier. I was giving a talk at the university.

Wilma had already left.

I worked late.

I left about half past ten.

So Kim had already gone?

Yes.

She shouted goodnight.

Either of you speak to her before she left? Yes.

I...

Told her not to worry.

I spent a few minutes with her in the afternoon.

She was very upset about Julie Pearce's murder.

What about Wilma?

Wilma's newer to us, but... I have to say, she kept her head yesterday, very

professional. Has she ever been in trouble here?

Need to reprimand her?

Kim was the one I had to reprimand.

Well, only once.

And what was that for?

She went out for a drink once with a client.

We're trying to be nice, no doubt, but absolutely against the rules.

Would you mind telling us who it was?

Ewan Brunton.

Laura's husband?

Yeah.

Why? The Bruntons are clients here?

Yes.

You never mentioned that you and your wife were patients at the clinic.

I never do.

It's about as private a matter as you can get.

Well, given the circumstances, I thought perhaps you might have made an

exception.

Mr Brinton, perhaps you can tell us about your date with Kim Whiteley.

A date?

I took her for a drink to thank her. She was terrific with Laura.

Who wasn't invited?

It was a spur -of -the -moment thing.

Kim Whiteley has been murdered.

You're joking.

Did you or Laura ever receive any threatening phone calls?

No. Was it just by chance that Laura and Julie were going through IVF at the

same time?

Laura thinks that Julie got the idea from her. It's not true.

Julie was having donor IVF.

Laura and I are undergoing a herded conception. It's my baby. It's a

thing.

So Julie opted for a donor.

No actual man would ever have been good enough to father Julie's child.

The paling penetrated her left lung but narrowly missed the heart.

It went straight through her.

Oh, aye.

And then the attacker just casually throws it away, panicked or cocky.

No prints?

No gloves.

Could the killer have been female?

How strong would you have to be to kill somebody with a paling?

Not very to strike her. I mean, the weight of the rod itself.

Thanks, Magnus. You see, these injuries I'd normally associate with an

unprovoked rage attack if the two victims hadn't been connected to the

clinic.

Thanks for the tip, Sherlock.

I'll bear that in mind.

Reverend Stanford.

Detective Chief Inspector Buck.

Grateful business.

Mr Murray here told me all about it.

Poor woman, please, pass on my regrets to the family.

Families.

One of the nurses from the clinic was killed last night.

Kim Whiteley, you know her.

Only by sight, they seem pleasant girls. How awful.

I wondered.

Given your protests yesterday, if any of your congregation might think that

these women reaped what they sowed... Ours is not to judge, Mr Burke.

Each of us will stand alone before God. All we try and do is educate.

By throwing eggs at people?

At a windshield, to be precise.

Mr Murray can get overenthusiastic.

We have no wish to harm anyone.

Quite the opposite.

You were ordained at the College of the Lord, Ohio, weren't you?

That come free with the Daily Express?

I'm used to cynicism, Mr Burke.

Women are implanted every day in this country using thousands of embryos.

As many children are aborted.

You shouldn't be cynical about that.

Where were you last night?

We have doctrines class at six. A host of...

Church -going people will confirm my presence and that of Brian.

Do me a favour, Reverend Stanford.

While I'm investigating these murders, the clinic, keep your flock off the

Nothing wrong with peaceful demonstration, Mr. Burton. Start

Stanford, or I'll have you praying for divine intervention.

Stuart, me.

Did you get anything else in that clinic?

Dr Gaynor Hersey.

Worked for a while in the States.

A couple of news items about her.

She's an IVF crusader, it seems.

Made a lot of trips to London recently.

Word is the Glasgow operation is just a stepping stone to Harley Street.

What about her mystery caller?

A Mrs Suzanne Morrison?

No record with her.

Robbie's on to it.

Let's see if the controversial Dr Hersey's ever heard of her.

What is it now?

The other two have just left.

I'm sorry, but I'm sure you'll understand the urgency.

You ever come across the Mrs Suzanne Morrison?

Susie? I'm afraid so.

We didn't believe she was an ideal candidate for late motherhood.

So you turned her down?

Sadly, we decided in many cases not to proceed with treatment.

How did Mrs Morrison react to that?

Not well, understandably.

Over the strain of it all, I believe her husband left her.

We were always concerned about her stability.

Did Mrs Morrison have any contact with Julie Pearce?

I don't know. It's possible.

In the waiting room.

Mrs Morrison!

She's not in, Robbie.

I'm starving.

What have you fast eaten tonight?

Pizza? Curry?

Chinese?

As a kind of moving out present, you mean?

Well, my flat is drying out, but it's still minging, so, er...

One more night?

One more night, as long as you buy me a posh meal.

Yeah, of course I will, Jackie.

What are they for?

Eating off.

They're crumbs in plates.

Oh, forget it.

You know, this baby thing, it's a bit like going on holiday.

Well, there's all these expectations and then reality kicks in.

Dirty nappies, no sleep, no sex.

I stopped going to club 18 to 30 all day.

Sometimes I forget you have a friend.

You forget?

Did you never see him?

I mean, things get difficult when I split up with his mum.

Then there's this job and... Well, Jamie's nearly 16 now.

He's better off without me.

Well, we can't all live the dream, can we?

Yeah.

No harm in dreaming, though.

No.

You know, the only one of us...

who might make a decent pair of Stuart.

I mean, that's not going to happen.

I mean, you've still got time, Jackie.

Brothers and sisters, we must stand fast and defy all evil. So let us give

thanks. Let us give thanks to him who struck down the firstborn of Egypt.

God's love endures forever.

Amen. The world degenerates with each passing day.

We must not degenerate with it.

Remember, rods are prepared for the arrogant.

And blows for the backs of fools.

Oh, I was cocked.

Which bottle, the second or the third?

That must be her.

Mrs Morrison.

Mrs Morrison, I wondered if we could have a word.

I've got nothing to say.

We understand that you're a patient at the Conceptionson.

Well, we spoke to Dr Huxley, so we know he well.

Look, I don't want to talk about it.

Leave me alone.

You made a threatening phone call to Miss Julie Pearce.

Miss Pearce is now dead.

Susie.

Three years I waited to prove I could never win.

As if I didn't know that.

And five years on another waiting list.

And then they tell me I'm 20 ,000 short of being a good mum.

20 ,000 pounds?

Julie Pearce is four years older than me.

Is that why you made the call?

And others, they're older, but they can go private.

Well, the clinic takes patients in the National Health, no?

Yeah, but not if you're over 40.

And you can't afford to go private?

Does it look like it?

That... Pierce women couldn't open her checkbook and stop herself getting flung

off a high building.

Still things money cannae buy.

Susie, we need to take you into the station.

You made threatening phone calls.

I think you're going to have to come.

I want a lawyer, then.

I want a lawyer.

OK, thanks.

Any joy?

Well, there's a dry patch on my living room floor. I could put a mattress on

Yeah, well, you can stay again tonight.

So,

two lives snuffed out as if in a whim.

Where's this Morrison woman?

Well, she's downstairs. Her legal aide selected her request at 15 minutes with

her. What made her so angry?

Turned down for IVF after waiting eight years.

Angry enough to kill?

Yeah, maybe.

Just because she didn't have the money.

And your husband leaves you?

General Medical Council sent through papers and Dr. Hersey.

A fitness -to -practice case against her five years ago in London.

What'd she get off? Scott III.

There's some stuff here from the States, too. A court case in Chicago.

A woman under Hersey's care conceived six tuplets.

Yeah, but that's not unusual with multiple implants.

Yeah, but the woman claimed Dr. Hersey implanted more embryos than she'd told

her. What, and that's not normal practice?

Well, not without consent.

All six fetuses died.

The clinic's settled out of court.

All right, you two get back down to the clinic.

We need to know exactly what the hell's going on there.

Stuart, find out if there's any street cameras nearby.

Have them checked.

Women like you take whatever they want to hell with the rest of us.

Well, you better mind your back, because even Richard Fitchy's going to come up

in some time.

Well, she was pretty straightforward to me.

You made a threat and you carried it out.

Where were you the morning Julie Pearce was murdered?

You can't remember?

It was two days ago. You live alone, you don't work. Is your life so eventful

you can't remember where you were 48 hours ago?

What were you doing last night?

Oh, I was in my house.

I think... I get the days mixed up.

How do you get hold of Julie Pearce's phone number? I would like to state on

record that my client is being put under undue duress.

I could arrest your client right now just for making that call. So why don't

do your job, miss, and let me do mine? I will.

And if we continue like this, I'll advise Mrs Morrison to remain silent.

How do you think that's going to help her?

How did you know Julie Pearce? Did you meet her through the clinic?

Mr Burke, may I suggest a break?

This is the cutting edge of genetic science.

You can't change the world without a few problems along the way.

Or without making a few enemies.

A fitness to practice hearing?

That's serious.

They should never have agreed to it in the first place.

Freezing multiple embryos has huge advantages.

If the first attempt at IVF fails, the couple can try again.

But if it's successful, then you're left with extra embryos.

That's when the problems and the complaints begin.

Do you destroy them?

Donate them to another couple?

What if the couple get divorced?

Whose embryo is it then?

Yeah, I can see it's a minefield.

I'm not the only specialist whose practical work has raised ethical

But in this case, you destroyed the unwanted embryos.

As the law requires.

The mother no longer wanted them.

But the father claimed he wasn't consulted. He was.

Apparently, a patient of yours in Chicago, claimed that she wasn't

You have been doing your homework.

Her complaint wasn't against me, it was against the clinic.

Sometimes we think we've explained everything, but the patient hasn't

understood.

Sir, there is a camera. It's about 50 yards down the street from the clinic.

They're looking at the tapes now.

Mrs Morrison has told me she's been diagnosed as clinically depressed.

The memory loss and the confusion are symptoms of her condition. She's in no

state to answer questions.

Well, I'm afraid she's going to have to.

I've got two murders in my hands. Your client can at the very least shed light

on them. I fail to see how continuing as before will help you.

Do you have family yourself?

No.

I was married once, but...

Well, it didn't work out.

Oh, I imagine a woman in your career, it must be difficult to... To find the

time?

Or the inclination?

You were talking the other day there about IVF.

Mm.

Yeah, well, at its most basic level, we make babies in glass dishes.

Semen, spetum and frozen in liquid nitrogen.

We thaw it and unite it with the ovum.

We then use a stereomicroscope to view the new embryo at higher magnification.

The embryos are then kept under strictly controlled conditions in an incubator.

All things very impersonal.

Embryology is more than technology.

It's an emotional business, Sergeant, for everyone concerned.

It's not a guaranteed take -home service.

There are failures to deal with, too.

That's Mrs Brunton for you, Doctor. Oh, thanks, Wilma.

Excuse me, Sergeant.

Wilma will give you the rest of the tour.

So, what happens over here?

That's a laminar flow that keeps the air circulating to keep it dust.

How's all this work recorded?

Everything's barcoded.

The data's stored on computer and triple -checked. And who's responsible for

that? Oh, we all are. We key in.

Or rather, Kim used to key in.

New data every day.

Who'll do that now?

The doctors are training me.

It must be hard, hoping for a child for so long. I'm not looking for sympathy.

You were looking for something, Susie.

Otherwise you wouldn't have left that message.

I get bad days.

Everything's churning inside me and I get angry.

How did you know, Julie?

The clinic.

Talking in the waiting room.

She told me how she was paying to get the perfect baby.

That must have been galling for you.

People like Julie Pearce, they get their own way every time with their rich

husbands, and I have worked hard all my life, harder than her man ever had to...

But Julie wasn't married.

Well, her boyfriend, then.

What makes you think she had a boyfriend?

I saw him.

When?

Outside her fancy flat.

You went to her house?

She came home and he gets out his big car and they went in together.

What did the man look like?

An expensive suit.

Cropped hair.

And when was this?

It was the day before she got killed.

Are you absolutely sure about that?

Stuart, prepare an e -fit.

See if Mrs Morrison can identify him.

Wilma, did you get Mrs Brunton a cab?

Straight home, feet up.

Good news?

I'm going to have a baby.

Congratulations.

Yeah, good work.

Your taxi's on the way.

Well, I guess you and I'll be over the moon.

I don't think he ever thought it was actually going to happen. He had the

Oh. He didn't make a very good job of it. No, he had it reversed when we got

married.

Well, it's all worked out in the end.

Here's your three minutes with special baby.

Oh, yes.

Bye. Bye -bye.

This is the footage from the street camera near the clinic.

It's 10 .30 at night.

Four weeks ago.

Take a look at this.

Is that the nurse, Wilma?

Could be.

That might be Dr. Hersey.

Uh -huh.

Who are the visitors?

It's like they're waiting for them.

This is an hour and three quarters later. They're coming out.

It'd be a bit bittersweet at that time of the night.

See if you can get these pictures enhanced.

Sir.

What's this?

ICSI. It's the treatment the Brunton's had.

Intracytoplasmic sperm injection.

I'm not going to like this.

An assisted conception technique.

In the case of a male who has only a few live sperm, or where the seminal fluid

lacks motility, the sperm is injected into his partner.

Yep, I knew it.

That's just diligent professionalism, Laura.

Or what?

Or are you taking a personal interest?

Tell him I don't care how big the backlog is. Make it I get to jump the

Hold on a sec.

Sir, that's the e -fit ready.

I'll be right with you.

I need those results ASAP.

That's him.

What do you mean?

That's him.

John, I'll get back to you.

You and Brent?

Are you sure?

What do you want?

My wife's still in bed, and I don't want her upset.

You know she's pregnant.

Maybe you'd rather talk to us down at the station, Mr Brunton.

You'd better come in. Come on.

You were at Julie Peart's

house the day before she was killed.

And you were clean.

Yes, I was at Julie's house.

I didn't think you'd find out, so... So you lied?

I wasn't worried about you.

The mippet?

Finding out you were playing away?

With her old school friend?

I wasn't.

But Laura would think I was.

So what were you doing there?

I just wanted to talk to her.

What about?

About her IVF treatment.

Julie didn't even have a problem, not the way we did.

She could conceive naturally that the whole situation was getting to Laura.

Maybe even stopping her getting pregnant.

So you told Julie to stop her IVF treatment?

No. Just to stop coming round to the house and crowing about it.

And how did she take that situation?

She was like a child being told she couldn't have a sweetie.

Julie liked the idea of having a baby more than the reality.

She started shouting and saying stupid things.

Like what?

It was a tantrum.

In health.

Julie could be cruel.

And then you left?

Yes.

Anything else you haven't told us, Mr Brunton?

The following day, the afternoon Julie was killed, where did you say you were

again?

I never left the office all day.

Ask Marjorie.

And that night?

And Kim was killed.

At the office.

That's how I've come out of it.

Yeah.

Sir, enhanced pictures from the street camera?

No, it's Dr. Hersey, all right.

And the nurse, Wilma.

Another couple coming out.

Brian Murray?

What the hell's he doing there?

Now, get your handbook. We're going to church.

You looking for evidence, Stanford?

No, Mr. Murray.

I'm looking for you.

Me?

You lead a very interesting nightlife.

I'm sorry.

I don't understand what you mean. You protest outside the clinic during the

and you go visiting after hours.

We've got you in tape.

George! Who was the woman you were with?

Good day, gentlemen.

Can I help you?

Mr Murray made a visit to Dr Hersey at the Conception Clinic.

I doubt that very much.

But even if he did, he'll have his reasons.

And we'd like to know what they are.

What was it?

Missionary work?

I see no reason why not.

Some words of truth should be heard there of all places.

He had a woman with him. Did he?

Another of your congregation.

You go on back, Brian.

You stay put until I tell you otherwise.

Whatever Mr. Murray's reasons were, missionary or... Personal? It hardly

like a crime.

There's a strong chance it's connected with one. In that case, if you wish any

more information, you should bring a warrant.

I'd better not find out that you and Bible John there are withholding

About once a week I stay behind. I need the overtime.

Stay behind to do what?

Cleaning up, paperwork, that sort of thing.

Looking after patients with Dr. Hervey?

She sometimes has people come to see her in the evening.

As late as midnight?

I don't know.

No, you do know, Wilma.

Last month, you and Dr. Hershey let a couple in late at night, and you were

still with them when they left at 12 .15.

Like I say, she's busy.

She has people come in late.

What for?

All I do is let them in and go back to my duties.

And you don't hear anything?

You've no idea what's going on?

No.

The man you let in that night, did you recognise him?

No. No?

He's one of the men who protected outside the clinic.

I think.

Wilma mentioned that Dr Hersey's not here today.

Ah, Thursday. She normally catches the red -eye to London.

Every Thursday?

Most.

So what's she doing down there?

A new clinic.

What new clinic?

We, or rather she, is setting up a new branch in London.

Near Harley Street.

Her baby, you might say.

How long has this been on the go?

Oh, well over a year.

It's nearly ready to open.

Technologically, it makes this place look like a garden shed.

I, uh... I don't know how Gaynor could have let those people in. You are quite

sure they were Stanford's followers?

Absolutely.

And you can think of no business that Dr. Hersey might have had with Brian

Murray?

Well, some people regard infertility as a shameful secret.

Meaning that Brian might have brought his wife or his partner here, hoping

the Reverend wouldn't find out?

I don't know.

I'd have thought Gaynor would have mentioned it to me, but maybe she didn't

about his connection with the church.

I've been trying for hours.

Can't get hold of Dr. Hersey. Her mobile's switched off and she's not at

What about this clinic in London?

Just got an answering machine.

All right, let's pull Murray back in. I think that creepy bastard knows more

than he's letting on.

Sir, that was Dr. Skinner on the phone.

He wants to meet me.

Round the corner from the clinic.

You sure you'll be all right on your own?

I'll manage, sir.

I hate all this broken dagger stuff.

Sorry.

I didn't mean to startle you.

It's OK.

After you left, I thought about what you said about Danford and Murray.

And?

I looked in Gaynor's data files. They don't match the ones we sent to the

authority.

So what would that mean?

Unused embryos must be destroyed unless another use can be found for them, with

the donor's permission.

But there is also an illegal market.

So Dr Hersey's been selling unused embryos?

I'm amazed at how high -tech Gaynor's New London Clinic is.

And I don't know who's paying for it.

There's also another market for unused embryos.

Interest groups who want to save the life of an embryo.

The Reverend Stanford?

I hope I'm wrong.

They protest by day and they're in league with them by night.

Yeah, but I suppose it's not a complete contradiction.

Church is against the very existence of the clinic, but there are still babies

to save.

So Hartley's raking it in.

Who are the surrogate mothers?

Members of the congregation?

Women who want a baby but can't have one.

Well, the woman with Murray seems young enough.

Maybe she's a broodmare.

Church pay her to go full term.

And then have the baby adopted.

So why is he telling us all this now?

He's only just realised.

And he gave you the evidence.

So why not just come down to the station and make a clean break?

Well, they're colleagues.

Friends.

He's hoping he's wrong.

Okay, so Hershey's doing some dirty trade with Stanford. He gets to save the

embryos. She gets the cash back.

Maybe we've just solved another crime entirely.

What the hell's it got to do with the murders?

Did Julie Peer find out?

Or Kim did, being inside the clinic.

What's the other common factor between Julie and Kim?

You and Brunton.

He argued with one, went out with another.

I'll drop you home.

Can't be too careful with a lodger in your house.

It just isn't true.

No, why can't you just be honest for once?

No, I can't stand this anymore.

The CT scan will show us the extent of any neurological damage.

We're setting it up now.

I'd like a word with his wife.

She's pretty upset at the moment. I'll probably leave her a wee while.

Look, we'll take Mr Brutton down to CT shortly.

Why don't you try her then?

OK, thanks.

No worries.

Well, that's just fond.

He's got Murray and Wilma down at the station.

Yeah, well, I'm going to wait here for a while. Why don't you go on over?

Well, I don't think I'm going to get much out of her.

Think she could have done it?

I wouldn't rule it out.

All right, Wilma.

No more lies.

Why weren't you surprised that Protest was visiting the clinic at night?

Dr. Hersey sent me round to the church before that.

What for?

To deliver stuff to Reverend Danford.

Deliver what?

Envelopes. How many times?

A couple.

So what was in these envelopes?

I don't know.

Letters.

Documents. When you stayed behind at night, What did you do?

I cleaned surfaces in surgery, checked the machines, readied everything for Dr.

Hersey.

So, in fact, you actively helped Dr. Hersey on these occasions?

It's my job.

Oh, don't play the innocent.

You assisted in a process you knew was suspicious.

The women seemed pleased to be there.

I tended to them as a nurse should.

Who were these women?

Just women.

In their 20s, usually.

And did Kim have similar duties?

No.

So why you and not her?

Dr Hersey made it plain to me when she took me on that not many clinics would

employ a nurse with my past.

And even after two people were killed, people you knew, a colleague and a

patient, you still didn't see the connection.

I was to do as I was told.

I needed that job.

A friend, Mr Murray, might put it.

There are none so blind as those who do not wish to see.

The Met have lifted Dr Hurstie.

She's on a flight up now.

Good. Then maybe we'll get somewhere.

Don't waste my time again.

You brought a woman to the clinic for IVF. The nurse just told us. Who was

Her name was Lucy.

Lucy who?

I don't know.

How did you know her?

How did you know her, Murray?

Baroness Stanford introduced us.

So she attached to your church?

Not that I know of.

What did Dr. Herphy do with Luffy?

I couldn't say.

I stayed in the waiting room.

And did you pay Dr.

Herphy? No.

Julie Pearce.

Kim Whiteley.

Tell us about them.

I saw the Norse at protests, but I didn't know the other one.

What about you and Brunton?

Who's she?

We had a terrible argument.

I left the house, and when I got back, he was lying there.

Where did you go?

I just drove round and round.

I couldn't think straight.

What was the argument about?

Julie Pearce.

Did you overhear our conversation with Ewan?

Yes, of course.

And I was angry at him, because he'd heard things from me.

Angry enough to do this?

No.

Ewan told me that she said horrible things about me.

About both of us.

Laughing at us because we couldn't have children.

Did she know about the vasectomy reversal?

She said she knew it was his fault.

Dr Skinner had told her so.

Dr Skinner told you, Lee?

Ewan thought Julie was just being cruel, but he got worried and he bought one of

those fertility kits, which came out negative.

You can't trust these kits, can you?

Laura, let's just say that the vasectomy reversal had been successful.

I still don't understand, why did you then have to go to the clinic?

Well, when I couldn't become pregnant right away, they said it would help if

Ewan's sperm was injected in.

But if Ewan is infertile, what baby am I carrying?

It makes every kind of sense.

Ethical, practical, spiritual.

We oppose such clinics naturally, but the greater cause is saving lives.

We work with families who wish to adopt.

But you pay the clinic.

I never said we did.

Of course you pay.

IVF treatment doesn't come cheap.

You're financing other clinics like that.

Your project is self -defeating. I can't take on the whole world, Burke.

I can only act as my conscience dictates, here, now, amongst my flock.

Where does the money come from?

I'm not at liberty to say.

We'll find out.

You might not.

The capital for our work originates outside this country.

I don't care if it comes from Pittsburgh or Paisley.

I'll find out.

Stuart, have you got Dr. Hersey with you?

Robbie and the boss are with her now.

Yeah, well, interrupt them.

Well, Laura thinks that Ewan's not the father of her child.

Really? No, but the clinic's closed.

So what now?

I'm going to go and find Dr. Skinner.

Okay.

We're arranging for a car to call you back to the clinic.

We need someone Mr. Brunton to see with samples.

Mr. Brunton? Why?

His wife's pregnant.

He seems to think the child's not hers.

That's impossible.

I don't see how that could happen. We take great care at the clinic.

Taxi! Would you take the bag?

I need to be at the airport for four.

I'll be down in a minute.

I thought you were supposed to be investigating murders.

The Reverend Stanford told us all about your trade in embryos.

We know he was paying you.

Yes.

He paid me.

Of course they paid me.

So what's the going rate these days, Doctor?

For stealing other couples' babies?

Not babies.

Embryos. Embryos that women wanted destroyed.

Exactly.

Destroyed. Not brought to life in the womb of a stranger.

I brought opportunity to countless couples.

Opportunity is for you, Hersey.

You're fancying your clinic at the expense of people that put their trust

you. They got what they wanted. I used what they discarded.

Sergeant Reid.

I'm sorry, you're obviously going somewhere.

A couple of days' break after the last week.

Can I help?

Ewan Brunton has been attacked.

Attacked? What happened?

Well, we're hoping he can tell us that when he regains consciousness.

Laura's obviously upset.

I think you should see her.

I will, of course. I can get a later flight. Oh, good.

I mean, she's obviously upset about the attack.

But you didn't think the Bethesda reversal didn't work?

Oh,

it's delicate.

Yeah, you knew about that?

I'd hoped to put his mind at rest.

You know, they really should ban these things.

Well, you may as well come clean about the rest, then.

There's no rest.

Your career is over.

We're talking murder here. You had the motive and you had the opportunity.

What are you talking about?

Julie and Kim found out about your little scam.

So you nailed them.

Can't have them standing in the way of your production line.

It's ridiculous.

I'm not a murderer.

Then give me one good reason to believe you.

I'm a doctor.

I help to create life, for God's sake. I don't destroy it.

Why did Laura undergo exit treatment if the reversal had been successful?

All the syctomy reversal does is return the seminal fluid.

Back to its original state. It doesn't improve it.

It's the treatment merely increases the chance of a conception.

Thanks. I'll, um... I'll go and cancel it.

Children you've helped bring into the world?

Mostly, yeah.

You fathered all these children, didn't you?

If you'd like some of you in samples, I can go to the clinic and collect them.

You're the father of Laura's baby, aren't you?

What do you think?

Is she capable?

No.

Which only gives us one other possibility.

Take a paper from Hartley.

I'm going to bring in Dr Skinner.

Hey, Jackie's with him, sir. At his house.

Get a squad car down there, now!

Stephen.

Glasgow, 1994, when I was an intern.

Darren, Bristol, 1993.

Andrew, Claire, James, all 1994.

All yours?

All healthy.

Bright.

Good genes.

So what was wrong with the father they should have had?

In many cases, they were infertile.

In others, there were genetic risks.

So you and Brunton, where did he fit in?

I wouldn't rate Mr Brunton as flawless genetic material.

Julie Pearce knew, didn't she?

I thought I'd found in Julie someone who understood.

When I explained it to her, sadly she didn't.

So you killed her?

Yes!

To Ewan.

I did what I had to do as quickly as I could. I took no pleasure in it.

He used Dr. Hersey.

You hid behind her.

Not anymore.

It's time they knew who their father was.

And you think they're going to thank you for that?

I think they'll see that I did it for the best of motives.

No, I'm sorry.

Your idea of genetic progress is nothing more than playing God.

A delusion that even justifies you killing.

I had hoped you would understand.

Jackie!

I'm in here.

I'm fine.

Would you like to hear my diagnosis of you, Sergeant Reed?

A genetic dead end.

Wanting and not wanting a child.

Without the imagination or bravery to decide one way or the other. At least I

made that rational decision.

And acted on it. Rational?

You're the dead end, pal.

Get him in the car, Robbie.

Dr. George Skinner, I'm arresting you for the murders of Julie Peart and Kim

Whiteley. You're not obliged to say anything, but anything you do say will

noted and may be used in evidence.

Yeah, well, I hope you've patched your dirty washing, too.

Listen, Jackie, thanks for helping me out. That was good of you.

Yeah, well, thanks for the company.

Oh.

How will you manage without me?

Think I'll cope, Robbie.

Oh, Jackie.

Whatever that nutter was saying.

Just forget it, eh?

Yeah.

I already have.