All language subtitles for Rose and Maloney_S03E02_Annie Johnson

Can I help you?

Aren't you... Aren't you Annie Sorenson
Johnson?

I've seen you on telly.

I'm sure it's her.

Spoiled couch.

Hey, love.

No touching any of the obstacles or it's
back to the beginning.

Listen for your partner's voice and work
as a team.

This is humiliating.

It's only a game, Rose.

No cheating, you two.

Do you actually send Joyce on a three
-day course to learn these skills,

Wallace? Right.

Guide to the far end, please.

I think I'm going to be... Absolute
silence until I give the word.

We all fail unless we all get there,
so...

Both good?

Against the law, isn't it?

Break the law.

How would you define yourself, Ruth?

Why do I have to, Joyce?

You don't.

But if you did...

Single woman, 39 years old, multiple
failed relationships, no man, no

no place of her own to live. Good at her
job.

Correction, very good at her job.

Are you a success?

What is success, Rose?

Wallace, what we have in this country is
a criminal justice system funneling an

amazing number of people into incredibly
overcrowded prisons where they just sit

and rot until they can get their hands
on enough drugs to make it bearable.

an alarming number of these people turn
out to be scarily innocent of the

charges they face. So success... Success
is getting as many of them back out of

prison as I possibly can.

And doesn't that success finally depend,
Rose, on how well we work together as a

team? No, Joyce, it doesn't.

I shouldn't be doing this job.

I should be stuffing soft toys in
Northamptonshire.

See you.

Rose? Yeah?

We live in the same house at the moment.

So? So wouldn't it be a fault to travel
home together?

Yeah, we could wear blindfolds, guide
each other on and off the toilet using

only verbal commands.

Or in total silence, in that case,
maybe. Look, I know it's a nuisance, but

without you to drive it, my car's...
Don't wait up, Maloney.

Brilliant. Teamwork.

Talk to me about Rose.

I can't.

Why not?

Too, um, complicated.

Um, you're living together at the
moment, aren't you? Oh, well, no, no,

just, um...

Platonic. No, no, no, I know, of course.

But, um... All right, shall I tell you
what I think about Rose?

I think every office should have one.

But, please, can you just make her see
that she's got to work closely together

with somebody?

Just show her this.

I want you to work on it together.

Because she's going to need you on this
one.

And it needs to be done quick.

What is it? Well, she's doing 15 years
for gapping a woman and her daughter.

Prosecution said she had an infatuation
with the woman's husband, but the

defense said they were lovers.

So either way, she had a motive. Well,
that's exactly right. That's what the

jury thought. But there is no forensic
to link her to the crime.

Um, why does Rose need me on this?

Well, you'll find that out when she
reads the file.

And why does it have to be quick?

Because she's completely fallen apart in
prison.

It's on suicide watch.

Child killer!

Didn't your boyfriend want you no more,
Annie? Is that the problem? Is that why

you did it?

I didn't do anything.

Somebody else did it.

What? Somebody else killed his wife and
little girl?

Got a present for you, Annie.

Feel free to use it.

Get back here, you two.

Get back to your cells.

Open this.

You need to get permission to come in
here.

Sorry.

You remind me of a horse I once backed.

A what?

Came in so late it had to tiptoe into
the stables.

Sorry, did you buy courses?

No, it was a joke.

Oh.

Been somewhere nice?

Pizza Express.

What, for three hours?

I don't like crowding your space.

No, Rose, what you don't like is me
crowding your space.

I've invited you to share.

Don't be like a teenager.

Share it.

I'm not very good at sharing.

Well, tough.

Because Wally wants us to do this
together.

I think it's your good news, by the way.

Do say that.

I'm not supposed to tell you, I think.

Maloney.

Of course you're supposed to tell me.
That's why he told you. He wants Mrs

Maverick. It makes him feel enlightened,
a brilliant motivator with a light

touch. He's a game player.

Have you got anything to drink?

Yes.

Be interested to see what you think.

You might recognise her.

No.

Not the celebrity bunny boiler, not
Annie Sorensen Johnson. This woman was

nailed on guilty.

There's nothing I'll open mind.

Wallace wants me to do this.

Oh, I see.

He wants me to empathise with a fellow
opposite a female. God, the man's a

genius. You don't like her much, do you?
Oh, it's the sit -ins and the rock star

boyfriends and the endless self
-promotions and... Oh, above all,

Are we wasting our time on this stupid
cow when there are real people who need

our help?

Well, she is a real person, Ruth.

She is a media creation.

Oh, well, to hell with her.

I'll tell Wally she was too busy. I'll
do it myself.

Or maybe I'll tell him you finally
disappeared so far up your own arse

working in total darkness.

Good night.

Have you finished with the bathroom?

Why is this asking?

Why? What were you doing?

From next door.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, I did.

She's just lost her husband.

He was playing squash about six weeks
ago. Found a lump under his arm. Bush.

Gone. Just like that.

Passive smoking, I suspect.

Two witnesses placed you at the scene of
the crime within minutes of the time

when somebody turned on the gas and
disconnected.

The feed to the living room fire.

You were standing at the gate staring at
the house.

Why shouldn't I be there? Why should
you?

David and I were lovers.

The court rejected that idea. Let's just
stick to the facts.

It is a fact.

And if you won't believe it, you can't
help me.

I love him.

He loves me.

Even though you were convicted for
killing his wife and child?

David knows in his heart that I'm
innocent.

That's not what he says.

I know what he says.

And I know what's in his heart.

You also said he only met you twice.

Why do you say that?

What makes you think David Terry still
loves you?

Does he send you a valentine?

I've had no contact with David since
just before the deaths.

Three years ago.

And what was that?

He wrote a letter saying we couldn't go
on.

He needed to end it for their sake.

For his wife and daughter.

Well, how come you couldn't produce this
letter to back up your story?

Have you ever had an adulterous affair,
Mr Maloney? Actually, we're not here to

answer your question. Yes, I have, as a
matter of fact.

Did you keep her letters?

I did, actually.

Well, we didn't.

Did that make me a killer?

And nobody knew.

Nobody ever saw you together.

Spoken to him?

Not yet, but we will. Will you tell him
something?

Tell him I said thank you.

Thank you for the riot in my heart and
soul that told me I was alive.

Thank him for the laughter and the joy
and the precious gift of intimacy.

Because when I was in his arms, I felt
that I had at last, after a long

finally come home.

And I ask him,

If he still has any love for me, could
he please help me?

He knows the truth.

Could he please help me?

Did you hear those noises again last
night?

I won't be a minute.

That was my last fag.

Oh, hi. It's Maggie, isn't it?

Yeah. I'm from next door.

Oh, yeah.

We've passed each other in the street a
few times and I saw you in the

supermarket once and I had a few words
with Graham.

What do you want?

Nothing. Well, you know, just to say how
sorry I am and if there's anything I

can do.

Like what?

I don't know, whatever.

I mean, you're on your own, aren't you?
You make me vomit.

It's nice of you to fit us in.

David Terry still live here?

No, he's trying to sell it, but it won't
shift, though, because of the bodies.

And you led the initial investigation?

That's correct.

Sorry, only chance I'll get today.

Cooker turned on in there.

Gas tap on in here.

Connector uncoupled in there.

Two bodies found in here.

In sleep positions, cuddle up.

Didn't know anything about it.

And you arrested Danny Sorensen Johnson
two weeks later?

Not personally, but, yeah.

Why, exactly?

Because of the couple who I identified
are standing there. Aren't you... Aren't

you Annie Thornton Johnson?

And what Dr. Terry said?

Which was what?

That word.

I said, I've got two neighbours
downstairs who think they saw Annie

Johnson by your gate shortly before the
bodies were discovered.

Does that mean anything to you?

long pause, and he said... Oh, Christ,
no.

Could she have been looking for you?

Looking for me?

Why would she have been doing that?

Don't you seem surprised to hear she'd
been seen at the gate?

More dismayed, I thought. Which way was
she looking, towards the house or

towards the road?

Er... Both at different times.

Look, are we done here?

Yeah, yeah, I think so. Now, hang on.

Was there anybody else in the frame
before you arrested Alex?

Yeah, well, yeah. When we found the gas
taps had been tampered with, we had a

red -hot favourite for about ten
minutes. Who's that?

A nutter called Duke Rothermere.

It's not his real name. He's had it
changed by a deed post. We stuck with

But he'd done this sort of thing before.

Once at his foster parents' house when
he was a kid, and once to some bloke he

thought had cheated him out of his
inheritance.

He's a complete maniac.

But to be fair to the noble lunatic, the
houses were empty both times.

He's no murderer.

Did you find him?

Oh, that was easy.

I was in the scrubs doing five years for
attacking a bloke who said he'd

insulted his ancient mother.

All right, thanks. Yeah, cheers.

We aren't going to need a whole week,
Maloney.

There's no evidence to place her inside
the house, though, and she was looking

at the road as well at the house. She
was waiting for him, like she said. She

was waiting for a car to open the gate.

Bloody hell.

Ronnie Johnson.

Richard Tippy and all the land.

wants to talk to us about his daughter's
case.

Mr Johnson, hi.

I'm Rose Linden.

Ah, Mr Maloney.

We're the caseworkers in your...

Um,

sorry, may I... I shot this in our
garden when Annie was five.

I just want you to... There.

Ronnie Johnson. Hi.

Hi. Hi.

I want you to look at this face and
forget everything you think you know

my daughter. I mean, really.

Look at this face.

She is not what they say she is. This
girl was and is full of love for the

world and every creature in it.

Well, except police horses.

She has a criminal record for...

Public disturbance.

You see, this is it. This is exactly my
point.

She was defending her right to protest
against the leader of a military

dictatorship being feted in her own
country. At what point? Sorry. And ended

using violence when she wasn't listened
to.

There seems to be a pattern here.

Says who?

Oh, the judge, in his summing up. Sorry,
at what point?

She has spent her life getting her own
way, and when she finally comes across

something that she can't have...

Married man called David Terry. She
reacts by stalking him and turning the

on in his house.

Two points.

One, there's no evidence of stalking.
She followed him, she says. That's not

stalking. You're joining up the dots the
same way the jury did.

Your colleague needs to check her facts.

Secondly, she did have him.

She did have him.

They were lovers.

He says they were. He said he barely
knew her, but he did find her to be

delusional, spoilt and needy. And that
opinion?

that completely biased opinion, was fed
to the court as if it were a fact by the

forensic psychiatrist whose evidence in
later cases was discredited.

Yeah, which is why this agency will look
at the evidence again. But I have to

say, from what I've read so far, I don't
think that the conviction relied that

heavily on the shots.

Talk to her, honey.

An open mind is all I ask.

Her only crime was to love someone too
much.

Well, it's no wonder she's offered,
Charlie.

What was his point?

That Annie Thurston Johnson was really
convicted of being rich, spoiled and

irritating, not of double manslaughter.

That was an embarrassment.

I was supposed to be public servant for
you as good as told him you'd already

made your mind up.

be bullied into treating this woman any
differently from anybody else. You

already are.

What do we really know about Dr. David
Terry?

Just thought he had everything.

Beautiful brainy wife, lovely daughter,
lovely home.

It's all gone.

Works for a charity in the East End,
though. Now, what does that say to you?

Well, like what?

Guilty conscience.

Do you believe they were lovers?

The riot in my heart and soul?

Wilson Boone could do better than that,
Maloney.

Why do I have to revisit this? We have
to make sure there's been no miscarriage

of justice.

You have no doubts, then?

She was there.

She had the motive.

Her obsession with me.

How well did you know her?

I didn't.

I met her.

I used to socialize a lot in those days.

We were probably at the same party
together. Well, were you or weren't you?

Yes. I met her at a party.

Can

I

introduce myself?

I don't think there's any need for that.

Your wife wasn't with you then?

No.

She... Helen...

It wasn't a party at all.

She was a homemaker.

She didn't like these showbiz parties.

Don't misunderstand the life I used to
lead.

Yes, I had a lot of celebrities on my
list, but I still did pro bono work,

then.

There were homeless people, for
instance, even in Chelsea.

And I worked as a locum in a number of
London prisons.

She said you were lovers.

Did you ever write to her? Why would I
write to her?

Men seem to find her attractive.

My wife was a beautiful woman, Miss
Linden.

And in time, so would my daughter.

I'm sorry.

It must be awful for you.

You have your job to do. She says that
the love you gave her was like a riot in

her heart and soul.

And she asked for your help.

Mr. Maloney, he is a damaged human being
facing a very bleak future.

And I pity her.

But she killed my family.

Do you understand?

She killed my family.

And the thought that this was done out
of love is pretty much unendurable.

Have we finished, please?

Yes, but just for the record, Annie
Sorensen Johnson has never said, in

nor to us, that she did it, or that she
did it out of love.

She's quite certain in her own mind she
didn't do it, and that you were her

devoted lover.

And you believe her?

There's not a scrap of evidence to place
her in the house?

Nothing, except the phone call ruled
inadmissible by the judge.

What's the phone call?

The one my wife made the night she died,
asking me to come and remove Annie

Thornton Johnson from our home.

My phone was switched off.

The jury never heard this.

It was the last call my wife made to me.

He remind you of anybody?

I knew you'd say that.

Women fall in love with older men and
remind them of their father.

No, that's just what middle -aged men
like to think, Maloney.

You know what happened to you in your
adulterous affair, then? She was older

than me, thanks.

She remind you of your mother? Rose,
please, stop it.

Now, is there any chance you're going my
way in my car?

No, but I can walk you off. Come on.

I'm not interrupting anything more
private, am I?

Mr Johnson's daughter tried to kill
herself this afternoon, so why don't you

come in and sit down, Rose?

I'm, um... I'm sorry to hear that.

Are you?

Do you have any idea how despised she is
in that place?

How lonely.

publicly denied by the man she loves.

And he told me you didn't believe her.

She felt her last chance had gone.

We didn't say that.

You didn't need to.

Well, she's not going to sit around that
place for another 13 years, that I can

promise you, if you can't get the truth
out of him.

I will.

Mr Johnson.

Maybe you should help her face the
reality of her life.

She's still young.

Thirteen years is possible.

People endure things... She means it.

Her mother... died by her own hand.

When Annie was seven.

Annie was there.

I didn't know that, I'm sorry.

No, nobody knows.

It was kept quiet.

Annie never talks about him.

Must have drawn you and Annie very close
together.

I was never there, Miss Linden.

I had an international business to head
up.

I was hardly aware of Annie's existence
till she was 20.

If I should lose her again now...

Slashed her wrists.

Well done.

You were right not to react.

Not our job to clean up the mess people
make of each other's lives.

Do you, um... Do you want a drink?

Uh, yeah, yeah.

Drink.

The whole world is made of love.

It's how humanity survives.

The world is about reaching out to each
other.

No matter how often people leave you, no
matter how often you get the door

slammed in your face, it takes courage
to reach out again.

But we do.

And that makes us human.

I think you rather misunderstood me this
morning.

What do you want?

I want you to start telling the truth.

They tell me she cut her wrists.

Get out of my car. I'm not going to let
you get away with it. I'm calling the

police.

I want my daughter back.

What about my daughter? What about my
wife? Who'll give me them back?

Your life was a pack of lies.

Your daughter's deranged. She's insane.
She should be locked away forever for

what she did.

So it takes you by surprise.

I mean, these are Graham's mates.

You know, blokes who work with him and
played squash with him.

Paul Bearers, even.

And five of them.

Five of them.

You know, poor blokes hardly been in the
ground three weeks and they're round

here or phoning and sending little...

Text messages to his widow.

Basically, they'd quite like to, you
know, shudder.

Anyway, look, thanks very much for the
wine. Would you?

Would I what?

You know, like to shag me?

No, no, of course not. God, no.

I mean, I don't know you. Quiet.

I mean, obviously, you're a very, um...
But... But, um... But I'm...

I'm so lonely.

Hey.

So, how are

you

doing?

I haven't got one, Wallace. I thought I
told you.

Maloney?

What about him? He's gone home, has he?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

He'll be sorting out his stamp album by
now.

Please. We'll do it in here. We'll do it
in here. No, no.

You go in the bedroom.

No, this is wrong.

This is not right.

You're not thinking straight.

This is not the right thing for you to
do.

So, um,

no man, then?

Oh, uh, yeah.

Well, that is... No.

How come?

You?

What, a man?

No.

We're semi -detached. We're... How can I
put this?

We were very young when we married.

So she doesn't understand you.

No, unfortunately, she understands me
perfectly.

Are you hitting on me, Wallace?

Pardon? I said, are you hitting on me?

Absolutely not, Rose.

I'm sorry.

Pleasant evening.

Oh, Ashley.

You? Early night.

Oh, stop off the net about the door.

All the experts say the same.

When it turns violent, it almost always
means there was a sexual relationship of

some kind.

But you said there wasn't any sex.

Well, does it ever occur to you he could
be lying?

Could have given her one one night.

Speaking of which, you heard the merry
widow last night.

What? Her next door.

Sounded like a block train getting
sorted by diner roll.

No, no, I didn't hear that. I thought it
was supposed to be a morning. She is.

Have some respect, for God's sake.

It's all right. Keep your hair on. Don't
leave half -eaten pizzas around the

place. It stinks.

I don't like living with you. I like
living with you.

And if you don't like it, be my guest.
Piss off.

I've got to work.

I'll leave this with you.

You might learn something about human
nature.

And what will you be doing whilst I'm
completing my education?

Doing my best to find out about Dr
Terry's life. The prosecution had a free

attacking Annie's reputation. Nothing
was said about him or his wife.

I mean, was she the faintly stay -at
-homey that she was?

Well, I've heard of clutching at straws.
You've just never been interested in

anything but Annie being guilty, have
you?

Maloney, a week's half gone. I don't buy
any of this. It's time to stop.

Well, why don't you go and talk to her
about the call and I'll get the

transcript.

Sorry about the pizza, you're right, I'm
a lot to live with.

No, no, no.

No, in fact, I'll be gone when you get
home.

Last night, I don't know what it was.

Don't you?

No.

So, um, I'd better get to work.

Yeah, I'd better.

Bye, then.

Yeah, bye.

Joy, it's Maloney.

Hi, Maloney. I need a favour.

Sure, what's the problem?

Can you track me down a telephone
transcript?

I don't want to be parted from you.

If that's all right.

Speak to David.

He still denies it. Very convincingly.

He really believes that I did it,
doesn't he?

How did you meet?

I met him at the party.

Excuse me.

May I introduce myself?

You really don't need to, Dr. Terry.

You knew him? Knew of him.

I'd seen him at other functions.

We slept together two nights later.

We were just blown away by each other.

Really?

Ah.

Someone's been reading the literature on
stalkers.

You think I've imagined a sexual
relationship.

You absolutely despise me.

Okay.

So, maybe I was stalking him. Hey, maybe
I stalked him without knowing it. I

think most stalkers don't know they're
stalkers, Annie.

That's the kind of nature of it.

We've all loved from afar.

I didn't love from afar. I loved him
full on, up close.

And I tell you, when he was inside me,
it was the best sex I've ever had in my

life.

And I've had a lot, so I don't need to
invent any.

David remind you of anybody when you met
him?

Like who?

Why don't you tell us you're inside the
house?

Inside the house?

Yeah, inside the house.

There's no evidence to say I was inside
the house.

Except the phone call.

He shouldn't have told you.

Well, it's fair in love and war, Annie.

The judge agreed it wasn't evidence.

No, but it sounds interesting, though,
doesn't it?

It's true, then.

You knocked on the door, even though you
knew he wasn't there because his car

was gone.

Why?

To tell her it was over.

To tell her she had her husband back.

Can I take your picture, please? Of
course.

It was fine at first.

Daniela and I just got on like mates
straight away because she'd seen some

programmes I'd made for the telly.

Can I have your autograph as well,
please? Thank you.

Do you want something special? I don't
mind, really.

How long have you known David?

Two years.

Odd. He's never mentioned you.

Two years, Mum. Two years.

Duh.

No. Well, he wouldn't, would he?

Such an amazing guy you would have, the
best.

Why wouldn't... I think it might be
better if you left, Annie.

David might not be coming home tonight.
He often doesn't on Mondays.

I know.

I think you should leave now.

Could you just call him and get him to
ring me?

No, I think this is quite something
else.

Leave a message here for Dr. Terry.

David, you get yourself back here.

I want this person out of here. I want
this thing out of my house now.

Mummy! Was you outside the house?

It was you inside the house?

But you didn't come back and turn the
gas on. You didn't hate them for having

what you wanted.

I've never hated anybody in my life.

You sure about that?

Annie, I don't want to say anything else
hurtful to you.

But I do want to say this.

I can only see one clear thing in this
whole mess, and it took Maloney to point

it out to me.

You have developed an obsessive and
deluded belief that you have an

intense physical and emotional
relationship with a man who reminds you

father. The father you hardly saw after
your mother killed herself when you were

13. And a man, incidentally, who is...

Haunting my office.

Because he feels so guilty about you.

Somebody I'd like you to meet.

Mr. Johnson.

I'll leave you alone after this.

I'm gone.

Promise.

What happened to your car?

Freak accident.

Tracy's been here four years.

Before that, she was nanny to Daniela
Terry.

Leaving in? Yeah, two years.

So why'd she leave?

Well, it wasn't the bear.

Daniela was a lovely little kid.

It's all right. You won't get into
trouble.

Promise.

Couldn't stand them, either of them.

And her, she was wrong in the head.

All she cared about was the way things
looked.

The house, you mean? Not the house. The
house was spotless anyway.

She had three bloody cleaners. The lady
thawed.

And Daniela might as well not have
existed. Poor lamb.

I'm sorry. I only cared about the way
what looked.

The marriage.

They passed themselves off as a perfect
couple. And the truth was, they couldn't

abide each other.

He wouldn't have pissed on her if she
caught fire.

Most nights. He'd never even come home.

And that suited her just fine. Because
it's the only route if they were both

Dear me, the language.

Were they violent routes?

Used to hit her.

Used to call her a whore.

Are you to say he'd take the ban off
her?

Are you all right, Rose?

Why? Do I look all right? Where's
Maloney?

He phoned in and asked me to find this
transcript and now he's not answering

phone. You mean he hasn't... Sorry.

You mean he hasn't turned in because
this... Oh,

my God.

Maggie.

This isn't allowed.

Sing it to me. I'll burn in hell.

No, I mean... This doesn't happen in my
life.

Well... Get a new life, then.

I'm going to make us a sandwich.

And then I want you to make love to me
again.

Exactly the same as last time.

Yeah, okay.

Thanks.

Good afternoon, Rose.

Melanie, hi!

Think you're hard at work tracking down
that transcript?

Listen, pal, you better get your
knickers on because... Maloney?

Wallace? We're waiting for you.

Clean recession on the Johnson case,
quick as possible.

Oh, shit.

Joyce, get everyone gathered round. I
want to get started.

Shit.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Sorry, Mark.

Okay?

Yeah.

Okay, let's move on. So, Annie Sorensen
-Johnson.

So, you've had nearly a week now working
together as a team. So, what's the

current thinking?

Well... Maloney.

Uh, well...

Sorry.

Is there something you want to say to
him?

No.

No.

Just, uh, mind out for the bucket.

Here's the document you asked for. Ah.

Sorry, did she do it, yes or no?

No. This, uh, document proves
conclusively that, uh, David Terry was

us. He told us that, uh, Annie was in
the house and his wife called him in a

panic. This is a transcript of the call.

What she actually said was, get this
person out of here. I don't want this

in my home.

Nowhere does it say the name Annie.

Right. Good. So, are you starting to
change your mind?

Not really.

You see, the thing is, Maloney, I saw
Annie this morning and she admitted that

she was in the house.

Oh, this is my fault, Wallace. I just
forgot to tell him.

You forgot?

See? Sorry, where have you been,
Maloney?

Oh, I was following up a lead about
David Terry's wife.

Promising?

Ish.

Yeah, we found out that the marriage
wasn't all it was cracked up to be.

Really?

Sorry, can... Have you actually been
working together?

Oh, yes, yes, yes.

Yeah? We saw the nanny, didn't we?

What?

Okay, so what did she have to say?

Ah, well, um... She said he was violent
towards her.

Towards the daughter?

No, no, the mother.

He hit her.

Really?

So why wasn't this brought to court?

Well, the defence thought it would be
counterproductive to attack the

And... Can I just say...

If this had been left to me, we'd have
sent these papers back on day one. The

fact that we're actually starting to get
somewhere for Annie Sorensen -Johnson

is... Maloney.

100%. So... Also, well done you,
Wallace.

Yep.

Teamwork, then.

Yeah, teamwork, Joyce.

Thanks.

Except for the bit that you forgot to
tell him.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

I'll be working on those areas where
I've let my partner down.

Mr Maloney, you have a visitor.

Hi.

Ah.

I thought you'd be pleased to see me.
Well, I am, Maggie.

It's just, you know, this is my place of
work.

But you said you didn't want to be
parted from me.

Yes.

But, you know... What if I was just to
turn up at your school one afternoon?

That'd be great.

Well, it wouldn't really, would it? I
mean...

Oh,

no, Maggie.

Rose?

Look, thanks for, um...

Truth is, I don't really have anywhere
else to go right now, so

could I... Yes.

What

the

hell have they done to you?

Logoctyl.

Chemical caution.

To keep me safe, Daddy.

Funny old world, isn't it?

Annie, I think it's time you faced some
facts about David Terry.

No.

You don't know him.

He's an amazing man.

Full of love.

Sweetheart, he hated his wife.

Don't you dare come telling me these
lies.

What do you know about marriage or
daughters or...

Telling the truth.

Where were you all my life?

Where were you when my mother died?

I let you down.

I know that.

So did she.

She didn't even say goodbye.

No, she didn't.

When I was little,

I wanted you to explain it to me.

But you never did.

I screwed her life up, didn't I?

What?

She never really wanted me.

Emily, sweetheart.

You never really knew her.

And you never really knew me either.

That's what you're so worried about.
isn't it little girl loses her mother is

his father never there he buys her love
with gifts she buys his attention

with publicity stunts look at me daddy
I'm on the front pages again

finds an older man who rejects her just
like her father did

you've never quite believed I didn't
kill her

Did you?

Sometimes, I think about those peaceful
deaths.

I think of the little girl and her
mother dying together.

And I wonder, would that be better for
me?

You didn't.

Secret engagement.

Are the rumours true?

We're not here to talk about that.

We're here to talk about keeping our
rivers clean.

Annie? Annie, is it true that you've
recently found God?

No comment, really.

Annie, have you remained clean since
leaving the quarry?

Yes, I have, yes.

She's spent half her life on TV.

Yeah. Now if you deny me a celebrity
prisoner, get me out of here.

Can I say something?

Not if it's about our next... She will
use you.

And when she's feeling better, she will
dump you.

Well, thank you very much, Dr. Linden.
How much do I owe you?

Well, let's talk about work, then,
because, frankly, finding out that David

Terry is a shit and a liar doesn't
really change things for me. Well, it

to make you question the whole case.

Well, OK, let's, for the sake of
argument, accept that they were lovers,

didn't kill them, and neither did he,
because his alibi's 100%. So what are we

thinking? Was it some random passerby? I
mean...

What is this? Morse code for I'm feeling
frisky again? Rose?

She's distraught and confused.

Oh, do yourself a favour. Maloney,
ignore her.

She needs support. I'm sorry.

This is madness. This is manipulation.

Madness? That's what you see, isn't it,
when you see pain?

When you see humanity in distress, you
push it away and stick a label on it.

Maybe that's why you're pushing 40 and
still on your own, Rose.

I'll see you tomorrow, then.

And where exactly will we be starting?

With the two questions that are so
obvious, nobody's bothered to ask them.

Oh. Was the convict who had a penchant
for turning on the gas... Do you rather

know? Yes, he was in prison. All the
same, let's ask the question.

Did he ever meet Dr Terry in prison?

And if he did, so what? And what
happened to him after he served his

for whacking someone with a crowbar?

Wild goose chase, in other words. Well,
have you got any better ideas?

Fell down the stairs.

Manny Johnson didn't push you, did he?
Why would he do that?

Well, he's a pretty angry man.

Why do you think she chose you to obsess
over?

I've wondered about this.

A child who saw her mother die. A father
never there.

Perhaps she saw my family as, I don't
know, a perfect ideal of what she never

had. Oh, really?

The perfect couple?

So she wasn't stalking you. She was
stalking your marriage.

Stalking the perfect family.

You said you worked for the doctor in
London prisons.

Was that including one with scrubs?

Yes, I'm... standing in for when they
were short, you know, mainly fitting

inmates for the governor. What's
fitting?

Pronouncing them fit for the governor
and the visitors' board.

Does the name Duke Rothermere mean
anything to you, Dr Terry?

Permission to sit down, sir.

My legs feel like they're going to give
out. What would worry my ma?

Just hang on a minute, you heinous.

Request you use my legal name, Mr
Hawkins. Just calm down and shut up.

What's the matter with your mum anyway?

There's no -one looking after her, sir.

I can't sleep with worry. I can't
breathe.

Dr Terry's on the way.

Who? Oh, what, Dr Alexander? Just cool
it. Dr Terry's standing in.

Alexander's on holiday.

But I don't know Dr Terry.

Well, you do now.

Stand up straight, Collins.

Sorry. Mother Mia.

Sir. Mother Mia.

How are you feeling today?

Not well, Doctor.

Oh, dear.

I feel like I might be ill if I have to
stand in front of the ball today.

Request you don't fit me.

What are the symptoms?

Well, I had diarrhoea all night.

Plus, there's a kind of miasma in the
air all around me. I feel very

There's nothing the matter with him,
Doctor. He does it every time.

Also, this man has stolen money that I
was saving to send my mother for urgent

medical assistance in Switzerland.

Well, you don't have to talk to the
government about anything like that.

Ah, yes, it's all right. Thank you,
Doctor.

Permission to register a complaint
against Dr Terry. Shut up now, all

How would you like to suffer, eh?

How would you like something just to
mess up your whole life?

Roll him out.

You want me to put him on a charge,
Doctor?

Oh, no, it's fine. Thank you.

When was this?

Three or four years ago. Why?

What was the info?

I'm really... Oh, excuse me.

Oh, God.

Um, I really... Assaulted someone on
Arnbauer, I think.

Why? Well, it's probably nothing, but,
um... Duke Rothermere was locked away as

a boy for turning on the gas taps in his
foster parents' bungalow.

He did it again later for somebody else.

But this is a coincidence, isn't it? It
must be a coincidence.

He was in one with Scrubs when your wife
and daughter were killed.

Anything unusual happen in his board of
visitors?

I don't know. My job ended at the door.

Who wouldn't?

Hello. Yes, but rather me had threatened
everybody all of the time.

I was quite fond of him, actually. We'd
all stolen his money or spat in his

foot. He was just one of these total
pains in the arse.

Anything unusual happen in the hearing?

Not that I can remember.

What was he being charged with?

Oh, yeah.

Absconding, I think.

Yeah. I'm sconding.

First of all, Madam, sir, I'd like to
retract my complaint against Mr Hawkins

stealing my money.

It was a case of a mistaken identity, as
it was Dr Terry that stole it. He's got

a vendetta against me, being the person
that intercepts my letters that my mum

writes to me. We'll deal with that
later.

I'm going to read out the charge against
you, and then you can state your case

to the Board and the Assistant Governor.

You were out on a home visit and you did
not return on the due date three days

later. Is that true?

Yes, sir. And how long were you out for,
Mr. Rothermere?

111 days, madam.

I was staying with my mum, who was very
poorly.

I don't understand. You mean you stayed
quite openly with your mother for 111

days? You mean you should have been
completing your sentence? It happens

often, mum.

We tell the police, but that's all we
can do.

And didn't the police go looking for
you?

Well, not very hard, madam.

In fact, not at all, as far as I know.

Were you working?

Oh, yes. I don't like to be a drain on
society, sir.

I was working in the markets, cash in
hand, obviously.

And how did you get back in eventually?

Unfortunately, I had a fight with an
Indian takeaway gentleman, which I can

explain, madam.

Sir.

Prisoners are recorded as being in
prison, but they might in fact be out

the streets. You won't get the Home
Office to admit it, but yes, it happens

lot. Jesus Christ.

Mr. Rothermere?

Mr.

Rothermere, hello?

He might not have been in the prison.
No, hang on.

If he'd have gone from home before,
surely that would have ruled him out

given it again.

Normally.

But his mother was dying.

Maloney, if you find Rothermy, be very
careful and call me before you talk to

him. Thank you very much. We need to go.

Hello.

My name's Maloney.

From a thing called the CJRA.

Your door was opened.

Can I ask you about a man called Dr
David Terry?

Is that your mother?

When did she die?

It's a bit of a coincidence, isn't it?

Just a few days before Dr. Terry's wife
and daughter died.

Why don't we sit down?

We could have a talk.

I... I thought it was empty.

I just wanted someone to listen to me.

I asked him for his help.

I just wanted to get out so I could look
after her.

I asked him to show a bit of love in his
car.

He didn't have any.

There's no love anywhere in this world.

I left a message on her father's phone.
Your caller.

Whatever I'd had.

That's for you to say.

I lied.

I'd heard.

I'd heard.

I know.

Oh, yes?

Since when?

This morning.

When I heard you talk about Annie being
there when her mother lay down on a

railway track.

Because according to her father, she
never spoke about it to anyone.

Certainly not to somebody that she'd
only ever met twice.

But she would, of course, share it with
the one man she loved more than anything

in the world.

I've made a terrible mistake.

I am a vain middle -aged man, Miss
Linden.

An extraordinarily attractive young
woman impressed me at a party.

She rang me to... Two days later, to ask
me to dinner.

She was charming and vivacious.

Celebrated.

I didn't think it would do any harm.

Even though you had such a happy and
successful marriage.

You know my marriage was a sham.

So you fell in love with Annie?

No.

I slept with her.

For two years.

She imagined we was soulmates.

She knew not more about me, really, than
she knew about herself.

Eventually I got bored with her.

Bored with her endless emotional crises.

Refused to see her again. Said I would
no longer do anything to jeopardise my

marriage or my family.

Three days later, they were dead.

Did you ever tell Annie that you loved
her?

Yes.

And did you ever really love her?

No.

Is that what you told her in the last
letter?

The letter that she could never bring
herself to show anyone?

Not even to prove her story in court?

I think I'd like to be alone for a
while.

I'm going to stay with my folks for a
while.

Going to sell a house.

I'm going back to work on Monday
morning.

I used you.

I'm sorry.

Will I see you again?

Sooner or later you have to give up the
fantasy.

Let the real world back in.

Taxi.

Do you want to have it? No.

Is she, uh... Yeah.

As predicted.

I'm so sorry, Maloney.

Do you mind if... Oh, no, no, no, you go
ahead.

I'll take you home.

You forget how big the sky is.