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(gentle music)

(birds chirping)

- [Reporter] The search continues

for missing May Queen, Hattie Sutton.

The 14-year-old schoolgirl has not been seen

since she left home on Monday morning

to take part in the local May Day celebration.

Hattie was last seen

riding a red bicycle - Hattie!

- [Reporter] wearing a May Queen costume.

The family have urged anyone with any information

to get in contact with the police.

- [Man] Hattie!

(voices whispering) (chimes tinkling)

- The crown of flowers is definitely hers.

But why would she be out there?

- Doing what kids do.

- No, not Hattie, no.

Seth.

He spends a lot of time in the woods, doesn't he?

- Not really.

He's got his own flat now.

He's sorted.

Anyway, he was at the parade.

I doubt if he knows anything.

- [Richard] Of course he was, yeah. (sighs)

(suspenseful music)

- [Man] Hattie!

(knocking on door)

(voices whispering)

- Come on.

- Seth's not here.

- [Steve] Shut up.

- [Man] Hattie!

- Where have you been?

Who are they and why have you got it?

Where did this come from?

Bloody hell.

None of this stuff is yours.

You hate seeing other families happy, don't you?

- They're only happy on the surface.

All I do is scratch it.

(groaning) (scratching)

- What the hell was that?

(knocking on door)

- [Officer] Hello, police.

It's the police, can you open up, please?

Police.

(knocking on door) (scratching)

Can you open up, please?

(knocking on door)

- Hello, police. - I'll get the door, then.

- Don't move.

(Seth chuckling)

Don't say anything.

Just shut up. - Hello, police.

Can you hear me?

Is anyone there?

Can you open up, please?

(voices whispering)

- Happy now? - Far from it.

What have you done to her?

- Her? (chuckling)

- Take her away, you make the whole town unhappy.

It's all right, love.

- You're mad, Steve.

- I'll get you out!

I'm here! (Seth chuckling)

(groaning)

Hattie?

Hattie. (cat yowling)

(Seth laughing)

You stole a cat.

I saw you yesterday wearing a crown of flowers.

Where is she?

Are you keeping her in the woods?

- Have you ever been buried alive?

I have.

I've lain under the leaves and listened to the worms.

- Stay here and don't move.

(dial pad beeping)

Hello, my name is Steve Docker,

and I'm calling regarding my brother, Seth Docker.

He's having a major episode,

and I need someone from the Crisis Team here now.

- Malcolm?

James, is your father there?

- [James] No.

- Oh.

Well, you're gonna have to come over now.

- [James] I can't, Mum, I've got appointments.

- No, you have to cancel your appointments.

This is important.

- [James] Why, what's going on?

- Well, he went out looking for a missing child last night,

and I haven't seen hide nor hair of him since.

- Have you tried calling him? - Yeah, of course I have,

but I just keep getting voicemail.

- [James] Who's missing?

- Hattie Sutton. - Oh, no.

(Gail sighs)

- Can't make them wait for more than an hour, Mum

- Where have you been?

You make me wait more than an hour.

(classical music) (food sizzling)

- Thanks, Mum.

(lighter clicks)

Mum, do you have to watch me eat?

- Oh, no, I just like seeing you happy.

- Can't you have something as well?

- Oh, no.

No, I'm too tense to eat.

I'm living on my nerves.

- [James] So, Dad's out looking for Hattie Sutton?

- Yes.

- After all she did?

- Well, I told him that he had to go.

He had to be seen to be doing the right thing.

- Bet he was thrilled.

- James.

(chuckling)

There's something on your dad's computer

he doesn't want me to see.

- What would that be?

- Well, I don't know, do I?

If I knew, then I wouldn't have to look.

- [James] Just ask him when he gets back.

- Well, I'm, I'm,

I'm trying to protect your father from himself.

And I'm not asking you to get involved or to take sides.

I just need his password.

- Un-bloody-believable, Mum.

(Gail sighs)

(knocking on door) (upbeat rock music)

- [Everett] Come on, Linus.

Open up, will you?

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done it, but it was a gut thing.

A reaction, you know?

Like a reflex.

Look, I don't know what happened there,

but I promise it'll never happen again.

Can you open the door? (knocking on door)

I wanna see your face.

Just open it just a crack.

Can you do that, Linus?

Please?

Hey, look, I've made breakfast for you.

Don't let it get cold.

I'll see you later, mate, all right?

All right.

(door slams shut) (suspenseful music)

(knocking on door)

- [Mills] Hi.

Linus, right?

DS Mills.

Can we talk about Hattie Sutton?

- My dad's at work.

- Well, that's all right.

We can have a chat, can't we?

So, how long you been neighbors?

- Since I was born.

- Do you know Hattie well?

- [Linus] No.

- [Mills] Do you know Caitlin?

- A bit.

- Was she happy at home?

Come on, you must be able to hear everything

through these walls.

I mean, any arguments, any fights?

How about you?

Any fights?

- A disagreement.

- At home?

- School.

- So, why is that, then?

Lunch money?

Girl?

- They think I'm gay.

- Oh.

Okay, well, thank you for your time.

You've got school now, right?

- Yeah.

- Okay, sorry if I made you late.

If you don't mind me asking, is that your mum?

I was on duty the night she died.

Really tragic.

Okay, well, um, I'll drop by this evening

and see if I can catch your dad.

- [Man] Hattie!

- [Operator] Emergency, what service do you require?

- Police. (line clicks and beeps)

- [Officer] Hello, police, how can I help?

- [Linus] It's about my dad.

- [Officer] Do you have an incident to report?

Hello?

- [Linus] Mum?

- [Officer] Hello?

Excuse me?

(Monty squealing)

- Good morning.

- Coffee. - Thank you.

Oi, what's the matter with Charli?

- Oh, it's her lost rabbit.

- I'll have a look for it.

- It's not the toy she's upset about.

I mean, she is, but she's worried about Hattie.

- [Alan] Okay.

Yeah.

- Wonder how Richard and Jo are getting on.

- [Alan] You smell so good.

- Must be praying she's gonna come back any minute.

- [Alan] She will.

- Can't imagine how, how awful it must be for them.

- It's unimaginable. - Yeah.

- Yeah.

Hey, it's all right.

Why don't we go upstairs for a minute?

(phone beeping)

- Alan!

Just got a text from Meg.

There's a search in the woods for Hattie this morning.

- You're not thinking of going?

- All my friends are.

- Fi, 100 amateurs trampling all over

a possible crime scene.

- I'm not a bloody amateur.

I can make sure it's done properly.

I might even find her.

- Look, I know you wanna go, and you think it's your job,

but it's not anymore.

- No, you're right.

- Sorry.

- Well, that's all right.

(machine whirring) (water hissing)

Everett.

Hi.

- Fiona.

- Yeah.

- You're looking well.

- Thanks.

Must have been very dirty.

- Just needed doing.

- You live next door to the Suttons, don't you?

- Yeah.

- How are they coping?

- I could hear Jo wailing all night right through the wall.

- That's awful.

- Didn't get a wink of sleep.

- Poor you.

(suspenseful music)

(machine whirring)

(water hissing)

- Um, do you mind? - Sorry.

Yeah, I'll let you get on, sorry.

(water hissing)

- What am I looking for?

- Anything to do with Carroll's Field.

- You'll have to be more specific.

- Um, well, that Village Green Campaign

that Hattie Sutton organized.

- Okay, Village Green campaign.

Here's the website.

Forum, it's all old.

- Any abusive messages?

- Yeah, and they're all about Dad.

I don't think you should read this, Mum.

You'll only get upset. - No, no, I wanna to see

if there's anything that might have set him off.

- What do you mean, set him off?

- I don't know.

Maybe he saw Hattie on her bike

and he gave her a little nudge,

you know, just to give her a fright,

and she fell badly, I don't know.

An accident that went wrong.

- Why do you always have to imagine

the worst-case scenario for everything?

Is your life really so boring

you have to see death and horror around every corner?

It's not normal, Mum.

(Gail sighs)

- Is this normal?

- Oh.

- Bit of hush, please.

18 hours missing.

We found a crown of flowers in the woods last night.

She could still be out there.

Is she trapped?

Is she injured, is she hiding?

Does she not wanna come home because of all the fuss?

We need her to know that we don't care about that.

We just want her home with her family.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- Yep, now, I hope you've all checked your gardens

and your sheds and your outbuildings.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

- That's great.

And we thank you for that.

- Hi, guys. - Hi, you're just in time.

- Got a lot of land out here. - Oh, no.

- A lot of ground to cover. - Who put him in charge?

He's an idiot.

- He seems to be doing all right.

It's a good turnout.

- I arrested him once.

He was in dispute over a parking permit.

Pissed in a council letterbox. - No?

- Got it all on CCTV. - And if you see anything,

anything at all, you tell me first.

Make sure you've got the command number before you go.

- What an idiot.

- Let's move out.

- Let's go! - Hey.

- See?

We should be going in lines, taking our time,

covering every inch.

It's a shambles.

Come on.

- Hattie! - Hattie!

- Hattie! - Hattie!

(woman screaming)

(gun firing)

- [Linus] Quiet day?

- Everyone's out searching.

I've been watching them go by all morning.

Mothers with their kids.

I mean, how messed up is that?

Come on, son, let's go find a body.

I'll tell you something else.

None of them are gonna get their rentals back on time today.

And I'm offering no amnesty.

Except for the Suttons, I mean, you know.

They've had "Meet the Parents" for two days,

but gonna let that slide because of the circumstances.

- My dad wouldn't give a shit if I went missing.

- That's a bit harsh.

- I don't know him at all, seriously.

I don't know what he does, where he goes every day.

I don't know who his friends are.

I've no idea who he is.

- Well, hey, probably feels the same way about you, man.

I mean, how often do you tell him about your life?

- He lies to me.

I know he does.

He doesn't answer properly if I ask him anything.

And I always feel like he's hiding something from me.

- The man has got his problems like everyone else.

Get to know him.

- Yeah.

Or die trying.

(suspenseful music)

(camera shutter clicking)

- Late book, please, Tina.

- Linus, your face.

- I'm fine.

I can still sing and dance.

- Has anyone had a look at it?

- I have.

I gave myself a clean bill of health.

- No, that won't do.

Medical room, now.

- I'll miss biology. - Excuse me.

I'm gonna need the details of every member of staff

and pupil with the initials N.D.N.

- [Tina] Um, Linda will sort that out for you.

You, follow me.

(suspenseful music) (birds cawing)

- [Gail] What color was Hattie Sutton's bike?

- I've no idea.

Looks new.

- Yeah, could be.

Oh.

- [James] It might be nothing.

We can't jump to conclusions.

People scrape their cars all the time.

(Gail sighs)

(phone ringing)

- Hello, Sandra.

Yeah, yeah, it's tragic, poor girl.

Yeah, no, I'd be happy to help.

Yeah, it'd be a pleasure.

Bye, bye, bye. (phone beeps)

You'll have to get your own lunch.

I got to go make teas for the Rotary Club.

- They're all staring at me.

Staring and whispering.

Some of them are actually taking pictures.

And they're all waiting for me to cry or freak out.

I'm like something in a zoo.

And I'm the one who gets sent out

because apparently I'm causing a distraction.

- The same thing happened to me when my mum died.

Tragedy sticks to you.

Makes people stare, makes your friends avoid you.

And you can never shake it off.

- I don't even feel

like I live in the same world as them now.

- You don't.

(door slams shut)

Who's N.D.N.?

- Don't know, why?

(dog barking)

- I saw Everett Newcombe at the petrol station this morning.

- Oh?

How did he look?

- He used to be pretty fit. - Hattie!

- Same, really, just older.

- How come my husband gains two stone and goes bald

and Everett gets to look exactly the same?

- Something about him really put me on edge.

- He probably fancied you.

- Oh, do you think?

- Well, if Alan still isn't up for it.

- Actually, um, he is up for it all of a sudden.

- Oh, well, that's great.

What fixed him?

- I don't know.

I think maybe it was stress.

- Well, in the nick of time.

We wouldn't want you running off with Everett, would we?

- [Meg] No offense, Fi, but you're way too old for him.

- [Fiona] We were in the same year at college, actually.

- [Meg] No, he hasn't had a serious relationship

since Lisa died.

- That's really sad.

Their little boy was so young when it happened.

- Fell down the stairs.

- Terrible accident.

- No such thing as an accident.

There's always someone to blame.

- You think everyone's guilty of something.

- 'Cause they usually are.

- Well, he's not a lonely widower.

Lots of flings usually with girls a lot younger than him.

- How young?

- I saw him with a girl in the pub last summer.

She can't be more than 20.

- Blond? - Always.

(dog barking)

- [Navarre] Well, we both know who did this to you.

- We do?

- Just tell me.

- Look, I appreciate your concern,

but this is a private matter.

- [Navarre] Why are you protecting them?

- Them?

- The only way to stop Jaden and Leon is by speaking out.

- It wasn't Jaden and Leon.

- [Navarre] Come on, Linus, I'm not stupid.

(eerie music)

- You're a good form tutor, Miss Navarre.

You try your best, and I respect that.

But honestly, you have shitty instincts.

(dramatic music)

No one sees what we see, so no one can help us.

We're on our own.

- [Man] Hattie!

- [Sandra] I hope that we find whoever's taken her,

and not the police.

- What are you talking about?

- If the police find him, the first thing they do

is give him his rights and a cup of tea.

- Hattie! - I'll tell you what, Gail.

I don't want 40,000 pounds of taxpayers money

spent on keeping him in a private cell with TV and internet.

(Sandra sighs)

- Well, what would you suggest?

- If they find him in the woods

and he never leaves the woods, (eerie music)

I won't mind at all,

if you know what I mean. (dog barking)

- How very medieval of you, Sandra.

- Biblical, actually.

(voices whispering)

- Hattie! - Hattie!

- [Man] Hattie!

- My son's been missing for 3 1/2 years,

so I know what Richard's going through.

- What happened to him?

- Remember Angie? - Yeah.

- It's his mother.

She left me and took him.

I can't find him anywhere,

and the family won't tell me anything.

- What did you do that was so bad?

- No idea, mate.

- So, it's not the same, then, is it?

I mean, you know your son's alive and well.

You just don't know his address.

- It is the same 'cause you'd do anything to get him back.

Hattie!

- I can't work out who N.D.N. is.

- Yeah, me neither.

- Really?

- It was clearly none of my business.

- I thought twins talked about everything.

- We used to when we were little,

but last year, she got into Carroll's Field, and I didn't.

We stopped talking after that.

So I don't even know if she was interested in someone.

- [Linus] Who do you think she'd like?

- Someone really perfect who wants to save the world.

(Linus chuckles)

- What about the opposite?

A dirty secret, something she had to hide.

You know, like, someone she shouldn't like.

- Nathan Naismith?

- No.

Neil Dewan.

- Mr. Dewan, geography, no.

(Linus chuckling)

- Natalie Nixon.

- Yeah, wouldn't be a girl.

That much I do know about her.

- Yeah.

Hmm, not someone from our school, then.

- Then maybe someone from the protests.

(suspenseful music)

- James, is he home?

- [James] No, and I really need to speak to him.

- Why, what have you found?

- I'm sure it's nothing.

I'm sure Dad can explain it.

Just try and find him.

- Yeah, yeah, okay. - Please, Mum.

- Bye. - Yeah, bye.

(chimes tinkling)

Malcolm!

Malcolm?

Malcolm, are you there?

(Gail sighs)

Oh, what the hell?

Dear Lord, baby Jesus,

guardian angels, earth spirit's,

whoever's out there, please.

Please, if you help me this time, I promise,

I'll never ask for anything again.

(suspenseful music)

- You don't wanna go this way.

- We do, actually.

- We're looking for Hattie Sutton.

- Well, I can tell you she's not down here.

- You've looked, have you?

- Yes.

Besides, it's not safe.

There are badger sets don't need you disturbing them.

Off you go.

- [Meg] Come on, Fi.

- Actually, I'm gonna go back there.

- [Meg] No, he said it's not safe.

- I don't believe him.

Shit. (dramatic music)

Shit.

(grunting)

(phone beeps)

Yeah, it's PC Hill.

I need assistance at the Moon Pond.

(siren wailing)

- We're on our way.

- Where are they going? - Something's happened.

- [Steve] Oi!

- Jesus, is that her?

- We need to create a perimeter.

It's a crime scene.

- [Simmons] What made you think to look in there?

- I was told not to. - By who?

- Malcolm Spicer.

- Malcolm Spicer?

- That's what I thought.

- Good work, PC Hill.

Like the old days.

- [Gail] What's happened?

Why are there police?

- They found Hattie in the Moon Pond.

- [Sandra] Oh, no.

- She's dead?

- Poor girl.

Her poor family.

- It's our job to comfort, Sandra, not to need comforting.

- What kind of a man would drown a child like that?

It's evil, Gail.

Pure evil.

- [Officer] Stay back, please.

Keep behind the yellow line.

- [Steve] What's going on?

- Well, nothing that concerns you, sir.

I suggest you go home. - No, mate.

I'm in charge of the searches for Hattie Sutton.

- [Bryson] Right, well, we're in charge now.

- If she's in there, I have a right to know.

- If she's in there, there's nothing you can do.

Let us take care of it.

- Did you watch her grow up?

Have you spent time with her at Christmas?

How are you gonna take care of her?

- Look, sir, I'm gonna ask you to leave.

- Don't bloody touch me! - Watch your language, sir.

- I'll say what I like and I'll do what I like!

- Hey, come here!

- [Officer] Hey, hey!

(all shouting)

(Steve screaming) (spray hissing)

- I have to go.

Malcolm?

Malcolm.

Malcolm, I've been out of my.

I'm sorry.

- [Man] What were you saying?

(dog barking)

- Thank God it's not her. - Yeah,

but the clothing could still be significant.

- No, I don't wanna go home.

- Neither do I.

(gentle music)

- Ah, I'm stuck! - He's stuck.

- I'm stuck. - Oh.

- Hi, Mum. - You're stuck, aren't you?

Oh, look, right, my ball.

- Hey. - No.

- [Alfie] No, I can kick it.

- [Alan] Got your message.

Where did you go?

- I went on the search.

Sorry.

Um, thanks for picking up the kids.

- It's all right.

Did you find something?

- I found clothes at the Moon Pond.

- Is it hers?

- The family are coming to identify them.

We're not gonna find her alive.

- [Alan] You okay?

- No.

- [Alan] Oh, come here.

It's all right.

- You were right.

I shouldn't have gone.

- No.

You had to go, it's who you are.

Look, I'm gonna run you a nice hot bath, okay?

- Okay.

What you got there?

- Oh, this is George.

- That Daddy's old bear?

- [Charlotte] Yeah, Dad gave it to me to cheer me up.

- Aw, that's sweet.

- No, it's not.

It's horrible, it has no eyes. (Fiona chuckling)

- Where'd he find it?

- [Charlotte] In the loft.

- Poor George.

(suspenseful music)

- [Alan] What you doing up there?

- The light was on.

- The light was on?

What's that?

- It's hair.

- No, it's not.

It's a bird's nest.

- No.

Is it? - Yeah.

What else could it be?

It's probably a sparrow's.

Where did you find it?

- It was just by the light. - Yeah.

Looks new.

I'll put it back, shall I?

You all right?

- Fine.

- Okay.

Yeah, there we go.

- Yeah, they were just sweet girls, you know?

Average, happy, sweet girls.

- [Mills] Did you hear anything unusual

about either of them?

- [Everett] I'm not a big fan of local gossip

or chatting over the fence.

- [Mills] You've been neighbors for years.

You must have heard something.

- [Everett] Not really.

And people know I'm not interested,

so (chuckling) they don't tell me anything.

- [Mills] What about boyfriends?

People hanging around?

- [Everett] No, not at all.

But you never know with teenagers, do you?

And I think it's best not to.

Like, with my son, (chuckling)

it's a case of a benign blind eye.

- [Mills] Yeah, I know what you mean.

- But I'd say Hattie always struck me as a sensible girl,

very grown up for her age.

She's more of an adult than me.

- [Mills] You know her well, then?

- Um, that's just the impression that she gave me.

I can't say I ever spoke to her that often.

- [Mills] Okay, well, thanks for your help.

If you do think of anything,

please don't hesitate to give me a call.

- How close are you to finding her?

- [Mills] That's a rapidly developing situation.

- Linus.

Where have you been?

- [Linus] Out.

- The school called me this morning.

They said you walked out.

I've been worried about you all day.

- Worried about me?

- Hi, Linus.

- Go and wash your hands.

Get yourself cleaned up.

He still gets himself filthy like he's, uh, 10 years old.

- [Mills] Well, thanks for your time, Mr. Newcombe.

- No problem.

(door slams shut)

Don't run off like that again.

- Okay, so, I got a call today.

The girl who spat blood at me has made a complaint.

- What?

- [Alan] She's claiming I used excessive force.

- How much force?

- Look, she sobered up in her cell,

couldn't remember where all the cuts and bruises came from,

so she decided to lawyer up and blame me.

I don't want you to worry about it.

It won't become a thing.

- How can you be sure?

- She's a little drunk with a long history of previous.

- Have you been suspended?

- Yeah, course.

I'll make the best of it.

Get a few jobs done round the house.

You've got goosebumps.

(Everett laughing)

- What, you don't find this funny anymore?

You used to love this show.

- When I was eight.

- People cracking their nuts is always funny.

(Everett laughing) (audience laughing)

- Dad, why were you being interviewed by the police?

- Mm, I wasn't being interviewed.

They were just asking around.

- Didn't ask me anything.

- Well, you're not a responsible member of this community.

- Oh, and you are?

(Everett chuckling) (audience laughing)

I wanna know how Mum died.

(suspenseful music) (audience laughing)

(fork clatters)

- I don't talk about it.

And you don't ask about it.

(audience laughing)

(fork clatters) (door slams shut)

- I couldn't find your father.

The police have found Hattie's clothes in the Moon Pond.

- Mum, you need to come upstairs.

- Did you hear me?

Her clothes in a bloody pond in the woods by the bird hide!

- Upstairs, now.

- From the drinks cabinet.

The police found a raggy old slip

and brought it round to show Mum, thinking it was Hattie's.

Mum was so upset she couldn't look at it, so I had to.

- Is it hers?

- Like she'd wear polyester.

(both chuckling)

It was such a horrible thing.

It was kind of hilarious that they'd think it was hers.

And everyone's being so serious.

I just started laughing

because Hattie would have found it funny, too.

I'm a disgrace again.

My parents think I'm this callous cow.

Think I don't care that she's gone.

- I saw my mum today.

- What were you doing wrong?

- I'm not sure.

(gentle music)

- [Alan] A long, long, long, long time ago,

when this town was just a tiny village,

and the woods were all around, the people who lived here

believed in fairies and elves and goblins.

And the years went past,

and the town grew bigger and bigger,

we had houses and cars and electricity,

and we forgot all about the fairies

and the elves and the goblins.

But the fairies and the elves and the goblins

like to remind us that they're still here.

So they steal my car keys, and they hide Mummy's scissors.

- [Charlotte] And they came here and took Mr. Johnson?

I don't think so, Dad. - Oh, I think so.

Listen.

They're just playing a game with you,

so you don't have to be sad.

Just play along.

- [Charlotte] I didn't know you believed in magic.

- [Alan] Well, there's a lot of things

you don't know about me.

In you go. - Good night, Dad.

- [Alan] Good night, darling.

- What am I looking at?

- Dad's business accounts,

your joint accounts, your savings.

- Well, what's this got to do with anything?

- It's all gone, Mum.

All the money went into Carroll's Field,

the legal battles, the proposal, it's all gone.

- But this is business money.

- No, it's everything.

The house, the boat, the car, it's all gone.

You don't own a damn thing.

He gambled the lot on Carroll's Field, and he knew it.

He's been trying to dig himself out of this hole for months,

but it's collapsed now.

- Because of Hattie Sutton and the Village Green Campaign.

- She ruined him.

(ominous music)

- Seth? - Yeah.

- What are you doing here?

You should be at home.

- [Seth] Did they give you rough justice in there?

- No, they gave me a caution.

- I've got something to show you.

- They found the clothes this afternoon.

- It's not clothes.

It's something bigger.

- I just wanna go home and have a shower and a pint.

- It's in the woods.

You have to see it.

(owl hooting)

- Geez. - Shh!

- Why?

Is there someone out here?

(owl hooting)

- Look into the abyss and the abyss looks back at you.

(dramatic music)