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HEAVY BREATHING
WHIRRING
Mummy?
Mummy? Mummy? Mummy? Mummy?
Yeah, darling, I'm here. What's wrong?
Monsters in this?
Oh, no. There's no monsters in this, I promise.
Shall I tell you a secret?
Monsters are scared of me.
So you, my love, never, ever have to worry about them.
What about me? Will you protect me as well?
What do you reckon? Do we protect Granny as well?
Oh, charming!
I'm just gonna have some of that popcorn I bought you.
Salty. Disgusting. CHILD GIGGLES
CHATTER IN FILM
I need the toilet. You all right with Granny?
Oh, she'll be fine.
EXHALES
DOOR CLOSES
Hello, Detective.
What are you doing here?
Is this your girl?
Would you like a sweet? She wouldn't.
Sugar rots your teeth.
Darling, I'm feeling poorly.
I'm sorry, but we're gonna have to leave.
But I wanna stay to watch the film.
We can come back another time, darling. Let's go.
They took my girl away, Monica.
She's got her daddy's eyes.
Monica, don't.
Take Lucy to the car. Lock her inside.
Come on, Lucy. It's OK.
He doesn't know she exists... does he?
CAR BLIPS
Nothing can hurt a mother more than their child been taken.
You're wrong, because, see, I'll take you,
and I'll bury you somewhere you'll never be found.
And your daughter?
She'll spend her whole life wondering why you -
her mother - never came looking for her.
WOMAN SOBS
BREATHES SHAKILY
Has Lucy said anything about last night?
No. Just been happily eating her carrots.
That woman, she was from the cult, wasn't she?
I mean, could she hurt us? Stay out of that cesspit.
I'm just trying to help.
Look, I can protect all of us. Don't worry.
PHONE RINGS I'll ask Hately to do some digging.
Yep? 'A body's been found at Cairnluing.'
Where's that? 'A good hour away.'
CAR HORN HONKS
I'll be one minute.
So that's Crawford, is it?
It's about time you had a partner.
For too long, you've been a lone wolf.
Well, he's easy on the eye.
Stop that. GIGGLES
So, what is it that takes you away? Mum.
I know, I know, you can't say. God loves a trier, though.
Bye, my love.
Mwah.
Bye.
I'd love to cook you my bolognese.
Oregano. That's my secret ingredient.
You've got my mouth watering. ANGELA LAUGHS
I would absolutely love that, Angela.
Uh-oh! That's me busted.
She's a firecracker, eh?
That woman you were pawing, Sophie Carr?
I've arrested her many times.
Her record's as big as your ego.
If I was to stop stepping out with the lassies you'd arrested,
I'd be a lonely man in this town.
Last thing you want - a case as far away from home as possible.
What does that mean? Just being a mum away from her girl.
We don't have to do chit-chat.
Just use this time to clear your head. Prepare.
Dear God.
Why the hell here?
This is where people come to bury bodies, not display them.
Carol, first on the scene.
Used to love sleep, Monica. Hog for it.
This fucking job.
Only me and the engineer who found him have been out there.
No point in others losing sleep, right?
He's, er, he's in his late teens.
How far are we from the road? 80m, give or take.
There's no tread marks...
..any signs of his body being dragged.
I mean, there is no dirt on his body, horror aside.
Pristine. So, what?
He was cleaned and killed elsewhere and then carried here?
Could you carry a dead weight that distance?
Aye, but I'm a gym fiend, aren't I?
So the killer's strong, that's what you see.
Yes, he is. He?
Yes, he.
The care that's been taken here.
The victim's hands, they're praying.
And why here?
He's so young.
'Gonna ask Tammy out, then?'
CHUCKLES
All righty.
Didn't dry your paws again, did he? DOG GROWLS SOFTLY
SCOFFS Great. At least he took you out.
SCOFFS
Right, I'm... I'm off.
It would be great to spend a bit of time together.
You'll come straight home?
Yeah.
The line was cut.
Fault was recorded just after ten last night.
The killer wanted the body found. Yeah.
He would have had to have climbed that mast in the dark.
One determined sicko.
Oh, here he is. DC Ewan Dhillon. Morning.
You have a lovely, leisurely journey?
Nice bit of Drive FM playing on the way here, Dhillon?
Shut up, Connor. I don't know these roads.
The satnav took me up some farm tracks.
Er, what can I do?
Invest in an A-Z.
At around 10pm, the killer cut the power.
Any vehicles in the area at that time will stand out.
So scour for CCTV, knock on doors.
DHILLON MUMBLES
OK. Yes, ma'am.
This won't stay quiet for long.
Should get moving before any ghouls descend.
He'll do it again, won't he?
Shit. Do you know him?
Yes, I know him.
Is that with milk?
Mm-hm.
And then food?
KEYPAD BEEPS
Robert.
Late!
Yeah. Er, sorry. Sorry, Mr Maitland.
"Sorry," he says, and still, he stands there like a shite statue.
Right, yeah, erm...
Yeah. Sorry.
Look. Americans.
Yeah. They go nuts for the accent.
I'm like, "Oh, aye, I've seen Nessie."
SHE LAUGHS
BELL DINGS
Erm, that'll be more for my big tippers. Enjoy.
Everything all right here?
PHONE CHIMES Lovely. Thank you so much.
PHONE CHIMES
The victim's name is Jason Morgan.
Are you sure? Should we not wait for confirmation?
No, it's him.
Five years ago, his brother Nichol went missing.
I investigated it.
Jesus. Two boys from the one family.
You never found him?
Next right.
MOOS
There was gossip at the time
about his stepfather, Barclay, that he might have killed him,
but everything pointed to Nichol running away.
Should we call for back-up? Are you scared of a house?
CHAINSAW WHIRRING
Hello?
WHIRRING CONTINUES
Hello!
Hello, Barclay.
Nichol's finally crawled out his hole, has he?
I'm not here about Nichol. This is about Jason.
Jason's a good boy. He's not like his brother.
There's no need for you to be calling round here about him.
When did you last see Jason?
Why is she asking these questions? Shh.
You were pregnant last time you came here.
Did it arrive safely?
We've found a young man's body.
Well, it's not Jason. You sure?
Positive. I think it is.
He was discovered near Cairnluing. That's not possible.
Sorry, when was the last time that you saw Jason?
Who are you?
Detective Constable Connor Crawford.
We're not here as enemies. We can't leave until you answer.
Yesterday. Jason stayed with a friend last night.
He should be back by now.
And have you spoken to him since?
Specialist colleagues are on their way.
We'd like you to go with them to identify the body.
It's not Jason.
Barclay, wait. He's inside.
Shit. Until we confirm the identity...
No, Mrs Morgan, please. Hold on a sec.
..that we will need to preserve.
Please, try to remain calm. Stay there.
Please. Stop there now!
Call him.
PHONE RINGS
Jason.
Jason. Jason!
Barclay. Barclay, wait. Jason!
RINGING CONTINUES
Don't touch anything.
Why does Jason not have his phone?
What's happened to him? That's what I'm here to find out.
What, like you did with Nichol?
Kennedy, will I...?
Mrs Morgan, let's have a chat downstairs.
Pristine.
This is normal?
We don't let Jason stay with strangers, Detective.
Angus is his name.
Angus. Do you have Angus's number?
Bethany?
Hello. Er...
Is this too big a slice?
Oh, Bethany Butterfingers. Sorry!
No, no, no. Sorry.
No, here, here. It's fine. Let me. DING
That's the kettle.
EXHALES
Oh, you have dogs?
Dogs? Gosh, no.
Angus. You wanted his number.
Two chargers for two different phones.
Did you know he had two?
Jason only had one phone.
You would say if you noticed anything strange recently?
VEHICLE APPROACHES
Barclay!
That'll be the liaison officer to take you to identify the body.
Well, Bethany doesn't need to go.
DISTANT CHATTER
Send me it over when you can.
All right. Bye.
What have you got? Just, erm... Just cheese.
Thank God you didn't pick tuna.
Snap. You don't like tuna, no?
Who does? I do.
Not from here, you don't. Well, yeah, of course not.
Surely not. Not from here.
Enough yapping.
Give that to the man out by the kitchens.
You mean... Don, Don Cameron? SHE LAUGHS
Careful with the bogeyman. He kills for money, you know.
I'm teasing. He does it for love.
Well, when you're finished chatting her up...
And no peeking.
Am I to give this to you?
ENGINE STARTS
EXHALES WHISPERING: Jesus.
Angus said Jason left at ten.
His parents confirmed it,
and I've got door cam capturing him leaving, so...
Jason had two phones.
He was living a life they knew nothing about.
Hm. Do you think they're hiding something?
She said they had no dogs.
There's a kennel.
She's got dog food in the bin.
They're lying to us about something.
I think Barclay has an idea where that phone came from.
So why not tell us, then?
Let's follow them.
Barclay is going to be with the liaison officer for hours.
She won't.
Find somewhere discreet and wait her out.
ENGINE STARTS
'In times of apprehension,
'sometimes, smiling can help to calm nerves.
'It does this by sending a quiet signal
'to your brain that you're safe,
'helping your body relax and your breath slow down.
'Controlled breathing...'
The father is here.
All right. Movement.
Erm...
Where are you off to?
Don't get too close.
PHONE BEEPS
KEYPAD CLICKS, RINGING TONE
'Yes, ma'am?' Did Jason have a social worker?
'Oh, a social worker? Let me go check.'
What the hell?
'So, Jason had no social worker,
'but the family did lodge a complaint against Nichol's old one.'
Michael Bach. 'Er... Yeah. D-Do you know him?'
He was Nichol's social worker. He reported him missing.
'Oh, there's bad blood there.' Yeah. Thanks, Dhillon.
OK. I know where she's heading.
Which way? Right.
SNIFFS
MEOWING
PHONE BUZZES
'Please leave a message.'
Michael, this is Detective Monica Kennedy.
I investigated Nichol Morgan's case. Give me a call back.
Ah, there she is.
PHONE CHIMES
We need armed back-up. Where are you going?
To buy time!
MEOWING
'You have one new message.'
'Michael, this is detective Monica Kennedy.
'I investigated Nichol Morgan's case...'
I told you to stay away from my boy!
Bethany.
BREATHES HEAVILY
Don't.
Shots fired. AFO support needed.
There's no point in hiding. Get out, you bloody coward!
SIGHS
Bethany, stop!
Move.
I can't do that. Lower the gun, please, Bethany.
BETHANY GRUNTS
He groomed Nichol.
He filled his head with poison and made him abandon me.
And now grooming's not enough.
He's gone and murdered my baby!
What? No, I did no such thing. Liar! Quiet now.
He's a liar. SOBS
We caught Jason one day when he came back, clothes wet.
He said he'd been wild swimming with the social worker.
Bethany, no... Liar!
Now move! Bethany, if he did this, I'll prove it.
Oh, right, and then what? Jail?
That's no justice.
My father, he ran a jail.
He used to say to me,
"You catch them, darling. I'll punish them."
If I move and you shoot,
you'd be being a thousand times kinder to him
than the justice he'll receive in prison.
Prisoners, guards will eat him alive.
Slowly, painfully.
As a mother, that painful misery is the justice I would want for you.
Think of Nichol, too.
Nichol.
He's still out there, isn't he, Bethany?
You do still believe Nichol's still alive?
I do.
And that one day, he'll come home. Yeah.
So be there for him to return to.
Oh! Put the gun down and go.
CONNOR GRUNTS
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God, you-you all right?
Kennedy, you... you all right?
Call an ambulance, tell them she's got glass in her radial artery.
On it. Don't just stand there.
Give me your belt.
My belt? I just saved your life.
It's the least you could do, and get a towel.
A towel? Stop repeating everything I say!
Just something clean like that. Come on.
Am I dying? I bloody hope not.
Here.
BETHANY GRUNTS Oh, I should have shot you both!
Yeah, well, one day, you'll thank me you didn't.
This is gonna hurt. One, two, three.
BETHANY CRIES OUT
BETHANY SCREAMS
So, Jason's dead?
It's just been confirmed.
Oh, Christ. That family.
Why did she think it was you? You weren't even Jason's caseworker.
They're lying bastards, Kennedy.
I don't even think I met Jason.
Maybe once or twice when I was his brother's case worker,
but as you well know, that was years ago.
And the clandestine swimming lessons?
That's an impressive loch on your doorstep.
This may sound funny,
but I'm more about giving the kids a better life than drowning them.
The only people stupid enough to swim in that loch
are me and my father before me.
I don't know what she's talking about.
You shouldn't have protected me.
You're a mother now, right?
You were convinced Nichol hadn't run away.
Ah, well, I was a worthy prick, wasn't I?
You don't sound like the Michael I met before.
Are you the same person you were when you started the job?
That's why it's like a pharmacy in there, is it?
Not sleeping.
I may call on you again. Well, I may not answer.
Oh, you will.
CAR DOOR CLOSES, ENGINE STARTS
RINGING TONE
'Mum, is everything OK?'
Oh, do you have any more of that kids' ibuprofen hiding about?
What's happened? 'Don't panic.'
I haven't maimed the girl.
Lucy's just running a wee temperature.
That's all. 'It's in the bathroom cabinet.'
Well, she's had the last few drops of that one,
so she should be fine for now.
'I'll try and stop at a shop on my way back.
'Will you put her on?' Hang on.
Who are you waving at?
Say hi to Mum.
Hi, Mum. 'Hey, you.
'Are you not feeling well?'
It's me again. Don't worry. She'll be fine.
KEYPAD BEEPS
Hey. Hey.
You OK? Yeah. How was it?
You drop anything again?
Very good. Look.
Not bad, eh? CHUCKLES SOFTLY
And it's enough for two cinema tickets
for, like, tonight?
Tammy, I...
No, it's just, I promised my dad.
Your dad? Yeah.
My dad, you know, he's been... Sure.
Of course. Don't worry.
PHONE CHIMES
PHONE CHIMES
PHONE BUZZES
When I first met Bethany, I was pregnant.
Maybe I would have investigated Nichol differently
if Lucy had already been born.
Mother's instinct. Maybe not.
Life was...
Well, it was not up. Down.
My father, he wasn't long dead. That was complicated.
And I'd just come off a huge case.
The cult one? The Burning Light case?
You've heard of that case? That was way before your time here.
I know about all your cases.
It wasn't just for your wonderful personality
that I asked to be paired with you.
So this - us - this is your doing?
My grandfather used to say,
"If you want to improve in your job, then work with the best."
He was a burglar, mind.
Night.
'A satellite captured these images of Kilamanjaro in 1992.'
That's me back.
Are you OK? Yeah, I am.
I'm just tired.
DOG WHINES
EXHALES SOFTLY
Is Lucy OK?
Oh, yeah. Temperature's all back to normal.
It's a bad one, isn't it?
It's all over my walking group's Facebook.
You know I can't talk about it.
I made you some of the leek and tattie soup you love.
Mum? Yep?
Will you stay tonight?
Of course.
DOOR CLOSES
KEYPAD BEEPS
DOG STIRS, CHUCKLES SOFTLY
EXAMINER, THROUGH HEADPHONES: 'That concludes the external examination
'of Jason Morgan.
'Now I shall move on to the internal examination.
'There is distension of the bladder,
'which suggests consumption of liquid just before death.
'This indicates potential intoxication.
'It could imply he was drugged.
'That would explain both the distension
'and the lack of defensive wounds.'
BREATHES HEAVILY
'He would have been slowly rendered helpless,
'trapped inside his own body.
'Unable to communicate,
'yet still conscious of the world around him.'
ROB CHOKES
'Witnessing every moment as he was strangled to death.'
DOG WHINES
LABOURED BREATHING
'Oh, Monica, there truly is a wicked monster out there.'
DOG GROWLS
DOG BARKS, KNOCK AT DOOR
DOG WHINES
Rob.
BREATHES CROAKILY
I'm sorry...
..about everything with Mum.
You know you can talk to me.
Well, we... we can speak tomorrow.
Lloyd. SMACKS LIPS
Let's go. Let's go to bed. LLOYD WHINES
Come on, down to bed. Come on, son.
PHONE RINGS
BREATHES CROAKILY
BREATHES HEAVILY
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