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-So, any news on Mr Mason? -BOYD: He's still in a critical condition.

I'm just about to go and interview his wife.

-How are you doing? -They've assigned a chief inspector.

Yeah, he wants you to talk him through it

then I've asked if they can fly you straight back to London, okay?

Thanks. Boyd, I've gotta go.

All right. Just keep a cool head, Mel, all right? Bye.

DS Amelia Silver?

We've informed Jason's parents he's missing and possibly violent.

You can remove ''possibly'' from that, Spence.

He stole a mobile phone from Faulkner's daughter.

-Yeah? Okay, so, if he uses it... -We'll have a location within a square mile.

That's great. Come on.

Okay. Before we go in, fill me in on Mel.

CHRISTINE: jason? It's me.

It's Mum.

You remember me.

Where's Cindy?

-Cindy? -Your sister.

JASON: We're gonna find her, I know it. Were those people really me parents?

-BOYD: I believe so, yes. -And I've got a sister?

BOYD: Well, she's not just your sister, she's your twin sister.

Why did you approach Ted Mason?

-Why didn't you wait for backup? -I was told we might have been spotted.

And?

And if he had been holding Cindy Murphy, he could have used her as a hostage.

He wasn't holding her, was he? He was just starting his generator.

Hindsight's a wonderful thing.

When you shot Mason in the back, where were you standing?

Here.

With the car engine running, isn't it possible

that he might have had perfectly normal hearing and not heard you?

No. I shouted right in his ear.

Drop it, you bastard.

And you were standing there?

And Mason was found inside.

I don't see how you could have shouted anything right in his ear.

Put your hands in the air.

You hear that?

What was your actual warning?

The words you used?

The one I just gave you.

-Did you issue a second warning? -No.

-Why not? -'Cause I believed, mistakenly, that he had a gun.

Sheila, you're in the Cold Case Unit in London,

and your husband has been taken to Guy's Hospital.

So you say.

-He's dead, isn't he? -No, no. But he is in a serious condition.

Please let me see my husband.

-Tell her at some point we... -Murderer.

-We got a lot of things to talk about first. -No, we don't.

-If you look at Sheila she can lip-read you. -I want to see my husband.

Yeah, well, let's show her the picture of Jason, please.

This is Jason.

-My Liam. What's happened? -He's okay, but...

Liam isn't your son, is he, Sheila?

You and your husband kidnapped him, didn't you?

What?

Oh, God. What'd she say? What'd she say?

- She said that you're mad. - Oh, did she?

You kidnapped him and kept him in a cellar. When he was brought to hospital,

he was suffering from malnutrition, his clothes were rotten and his shoes were caked in rat shit.

Shit, shit. How do you sign "shit?"

- Yeah? Shit. - No. Liam's my son.

- I love him. - But he ran away, Sheila, didn't he?

Yeah.

Yeah, let's show her the picture of Cindy.

Cindy. This is Cindy. Cindy, his twin sister.

Look. Cindy.

You have this wrong.

Liam doesn't have a twin sister. He's ours.

We adopted him.

Any case involving children is potentially emotive.

Is it possible that your professional judgement may have been compromised?

No.

Is there any reason why you might have reacted in an adversely personal way?

Why are you asking me that?

Because if he dies, the coroner will ask you at the inquest.

Have you ever been in a situation remotely like the one I just described?

Okay, let's just stop wasting each other's time, shall we?

I had your file emailed to me before I came out.

I know that you were removed from your mother

because she was mentally ill, and I know that you know that.

I had a perfectly happy childhood.

That doesn't mean to say that you were happy about being taken from your mother, does it?

No, you're right. What's your point?

You're saying that this has not been on your mind during this investigation?

Were you living in the same place that you are now

when you adopted Jason, Liam, whatever?

- Yeah. - Yeah.

So you'd have adopted him through your local adoption agency, which is the...

- What? - Lf you keep your head up, she can read your lips.

- The Alnwick Adoption Agency... - You don't have to shout.

Alnwick Adoption Agency.

We were rejected because we're deaf.

I didn't think that deafness per se was a disqualifying factor.

Well, she said it was Ted's heart condition.

- But we knew better. - How?

The chairman of the panel supported us.

(STAMMERING) He, um...

He told us about a couple who were accepted.

- Even though the man had... - Had the same heart condition.

Heart... Could you... Right.

But who did you adopt Liam from?

A social worker from London. Martha Jenkins.

- She wrote to us first. - Yeah.

She said our case had been transferred to the head office.

Thank you very much. So do you still have the letter?

Um, after Liam left,

we found out that all our adoption letters were missing.

Oh, that's very convenient, isn't it?

You don't have to sign that to her, all right?

Sarah, did Jason give you any indication where he might be going?

- No. - Was anything stolen?

- Mobile phone, credit cards, purses? - Does she have to answer these questions now?

- You should be at home, resting, Sarah. - Sorry, you are?

- I'm her mother, Ingrid Faulkner. - Detective Inspector Jordan.

Mrs Faulkner, are you aware of the identity of your daughter's attacker?

Yes. Jason Murphy, the boy who was abducted.

Darling, if you don't want to answer these questions, we can go home now.

I'm fine, Mum. Honestly.

He didn't want to hurt me. I was just in the way.

- So why did you let him out of the ward? - I felt sorry for him.

- I probably fancied him a bit. - Sarah.

- Detective Inspector Jordan? - Dr Faulkner.

How are you feeling?

- Foggy. - She shouldn't be working. She's had a shock.

She's all right.

How could you let somebody like that near our daughter?

If she follows the career that she intends, she'll see worse than that.

Well, here's hoping she doesn't.

Do you mind not talking about me like I'm not here?

- Sorry. - Try not to keep her too long.

She needs to be back at work.

Anything you say, Doctor. Right, now you were telling me what was stolen.

A few days later, Martha, she came to see us.

She knew about Ted's heart condition,

and how I'd gone deaf when I had mumps.

- And she knew about our application. - Yeah, of course she did.

I don't care if you believe me.

Why did you think after three failed applications

a social worker from London was gonna overrule your local adoption agency?

Well, I don't know.

But three days later, she came back with Liam.

Surely you must have asked her why you were chosen, Sheila.

She said ours was a borderline case.

The panel was split down the middle three times.

We didn't ask too many questions. We were so happy.

And we were afraid that she'd change her mind and give Liam to someone else.

How could you not know that this little boy was Jason Murphy?

- I didn't. I swear. - It was all over the news.

- What, you're deaf so you live in a vacuum? - We don't have a television.

What about newspapers? You can read, can't you?

Only the local one, whenever Ted feels like buying it.

- Ted, right. - I'm not lying.

(SIGHS)

This is an E-FIT of Martha Jenkins, the London social worker

that Sheila Mason claims arranged the adoption of Jason.

There is no serving social worker called Martha Jenkins, nor was there in 1988.

GRACE: But it doesn't necessarily mean that Sheila is lying.

That is true.

Hi, Mel.

Hi.

- Have a seat. - Thanks.

Catch up in a minute, okay?

- Spence. - Right. Um...

Local uniforms say that by all accounts

Ted and Sheila were devoted parents.

They've emailed us some photos which they found in the house.

So...

Cindy.

FRANKIE: Well, forensics have pulled the nursery apart, and they found nothing.

BOYD: So how did her hair get on Jason's shirt?

Well, Sheila said he left home six weeks ago so that would suggest that they've made contact.

Yeah.

So, where was Jason holed up for five weeks before Roper put him in hospital?

Exactly.

But you're off the Murphy inquiry in all procedural respects.

- Procedural respects? - Mmm.

And your opinion is always welcome, of course. You know that.

Right.

Well, you don't have to stay at home and watch daytime TV, you know.

You can, uh...

Well, unless you want to.

Do you want to talk about it?

(SIGHS)

Do you think it makes a difference if Ted Mason is guilty?

In a legal sense?

No.

In a sleeping at night sense.

What do you think?

I got the report back on the faeces on Jason Murphy's shoes,

and as a mark of customer loyalty, the lab sent me this full-colour directory.

BOYD: This is full of shit.

Well, the particular shit on Jason Murphy's shoe was extruded by a rattus rattus.

Better known as the black rat, unseen in our fair city since the Great Plague,

but making a bit of a comeback in isolated areas since the summer of '99,

and one of those isolated areas just so happens to be Regent's Canal.

Thanks.

So you think he went back to where he used to live?

Maybe.

(MOBILE RINGING)

Hi. Hi, Mel.

Can you hold on a second? Here, I'll do it.

Mind your fingers, mind your fingers.

Ahh.

All right. What do you want?

- I'm at the family records centre in Islington. - What the hell are you doing there?

Didn't I make it clear to you, Mel? You are not working on this case.

Listen. Liam, Jason's birth certificate,

it was issued five years late in 1988.

Mel, did I fall asleep and miss asking you to do this?

The notes attribute the delay to Liam's birth parents working as missionaries in Cambodia.

Look, don't you understand?

I took you off this inquiry.

Look, obviously Liam's birth certificate, it's wrong.

No, it's not wrong.

- It's not. It's been comprehensively authenticated. - Okay, but...

Well, maybe it is authentic,

but the certificate presents the Masons as the blood parents.

Jason!

Jason.

Yeah, but we know that the Murphys are the blood parents,

and I don't think that they were missionaries in Cambodia, do you?

No, exactly. So either there was a genuine clerical error,

or when the Masons registered the birth, they changed the facts.

Yeah, but, Mel, the Masons claim they adopted Liam legitimately, all right?

Adopted? But...

If you're adopted, it says so on your replacement birth certificate.

Okay. Now look, if there's any error, I'll get Spence to check it out.

All right, but you get back to the office. You are not on this inquiry, remember?

Fine.

- Thirty-three. - Mmm-hmm.

- Thirty-four. - That's it.

- GRACE: No, no. After you. - Okay.

BOYD: What a stench.

What's the betting this was Jason's old bedroom?

You reckon he's found his way home, huh?

- Well, there's the malnutrition for you. - Where?

He's been living off these crappy...

- Oh, God. - Oh, God.

- My God. - Sorry.

Obviously he hasn't been here for some time.

(CHUCKLING)

- Don't think there's any live ones, do you? - No, just make a noise, that gets rid of them.

(STAMPING FEET)

I thought that was sharks.

Gives me the creeps.

There's a view for you if you're a five-year-old kid. Canals.

- Boats. - Let's have a look.

Mmm.

Maybe he remembered something that helped him find his way back.

I thought you said his early memories were repressed.

Repressed, but not destroyed.

One day he just dusts them down.

No. They'd have crept up in inverse proportions to his need for assimilation and security.

You mean he grew up.

Yes, and he started asking questions.

Like, "Where's my sister?"

Twin sister. The symbiosis between twins is very strong.

He'd have started missing her as soon as they were separated.

- What's up, Frankie? - Oh, Spence.

Listen, it turns out that these marks on Jason's jeans weren't made from the bumper.

- They're made from pre-stressed vinyl. - Pre-stressed vinyl from?

Well, it's commonly used to cover things like, um, dashboards and glove compartments.

And I took some samples from Roper's car.

You're saying Jason was in Roper's car?

Well, it kind of fits with the height of the parcel shelf. Look here.

And then I found some stainings on the top of the dashboard.

So I examined the dashboard in line with the passenger seat,

and I found these. Look.

Salt crystals.

SPENCER: Sweat?

Yeah. I mean, whether it's Jason Murphy's sweat or not is yet to be confirmed, but...

But if Roper moved Jason onto the pavement, he'd still be shy of a landing injury.

Well, the hospital are biking over photographs of Jason's injuries on admission, so...

Two guys in a car on a dark night, and one of them's got a knife.

Wasn't gonna end well.

BOYD: Sweets. Lunch.

GRACE: Mmm. And dirty underwear.

BOYD: House accounts.

- Adoption correspondence. - Let's see.

"Dear Mr and Mrs Mason.

"Further to your inquiries early last year and following your application,

"I'm delighted to tell you that it's been decided

"that you've been selected for a new fast-track adoption scheme." There you go.

"Don't hesitate to contact us," blah blah.

- "Yours sincerely, Martha Jenkins." - Martha Jenkins.

"Greater London Social Services, September 9, 1988."

- Bloody hell. - What?

There's four... five letters here to Mr and Mrs T Mason

from Donald Roper,

in his capacity as chairman of the Alnwick Adoption Panel.

Donald Roper?

- Let me see. - Here.

Sheila Mason said it was the chairman who personally supported them,

and that he was outvoted by his own panel.

- Well, maybe he took an executive decision. - Donald Roper.

- Wait a minute. - What's up?

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Hello?

Okay?

Sir, there's blood on the floor.

BOYD: Uh-huh.

Okay, Paul, could you just get a close-up of this, please?

FRANKIE: Thank you.

Jason Murphy used his stolen credit card to buy a hunting knife.

- That's not a hunting knife. - Jason Murphy likes knives is my point.

BOYD: Oh, that's it then, eh?

Okay, well, that looks like a fruit pip.

Grapefruit or orange.

- Spence, can you check the bin? - Sure.

Melon.

Right. So Roper obviously used the knife before his visitor arrived

and hadn't washed it up yet.

So he came in, saw someone hadn't done the washing,

said, "There's a knife, I'll use it to stab someone."

No, I'm saying maybe he came around for a talk,

- and the talk turned sour. - It wasn't premeditated.

Which suggests he knew the killer. Now, that fits Jason.

Let's hang him, then.

- See this blood here? How did it get there? - I don't know. There's blood everywhere.

Yeah, but blood's heavy. It obeys gravity like anything else.

What I mean is how did it get on his back? I don't think it's his.

Well, neither... Excuse me.

Frankie, sorry. Can I get through?

Neither is this.

It's in line with the blood on his shirt.

Yeah, but there's a four-foot gap there. I mean, what are you saying?

The killer stems a cut, yeah? Maybe from his hand.

But before they can reach the sink...

drip, drip.

- I'll buy that. - Oh, you wanna go home early, do you?

Neil, can you bag this shirt for me, please?

We should put a uniform outside Greg Murphy's house.

Why?

There's a school of thought that Greg used to put cigarettes out on Jason's arms, so...

Even if that's not true, Jason's violence toward Sarah Faulkner is enough.

- I think Jason knew where Roper lived as well. - How'd you work that out?

Now we know Jason was in Roper's car when they crashed, yeah?

- Yeah. - Where were they going? Where had they been?

If you draw a line between Roper's house in Greenwich,

and Jason's old block in Notting Hill, "the accident" happened smack in the middle.

Yeah, and if they'd turned right, they would have ended up in Scotland.

- I don't really think that holds up, do you? - Oh, Scotland or Timbuktu, whatever.

The point is, if I'm Jason, I'm asking Roper about my sister.

And if I'm Roper, I'm not getting in that car of my own free will, do you get me?

Okay, you go ahead.

You get someone over to Greg Murphy's house.

Fancy a beer or something?

No thanks, Mr Murphy.

Waste of your time all this. I'm not worried about Jason coming back.

Yeah, I bet.

What's that supposed to mean?

We know what you used to do to him.

I was right about the blood on the back of the shirt.

- So it's the killer's? - Well, it's not Roper's.

Could it be Jason's?

I don't have the DNA yet. But I did an old-school blood test myself.

- And? - And it is Jason's blood group.

Jason?

I can't remember. It does me head in, but I can't remember.

Remember?

I can't remember why I'm afraid of you.

- What? - I just know that I am. That I was.

- Daddy. - Listen, Jason. Christine, your mum...

she's upstairs, asleep.

Let's not wake her, huh? The spare bed's all made up.

Why don't you grab some kip and we'll talk tomorrow?

I run a business now, a successful one.

And I was thinking, I need an heir. I need a lieutenant.

- Why am I afraid of you? - Oh, Christ, son.

If I could turn back the clock, I would. I was a different person back then.

- I was drinking too much. - I won't ask you again.

I was mean to you. I admit it.

But not Cindy.

No.

- Tell us how. - Oh, come on.

How?

Sometimes...

I clipped you harder than I should.

No. No. That's not it.

Once or twice...

I ran a cigarette over you.

(ECHO OF BOY SCREAMING)

- Christine. - Greg, don't.

- Please, darling... - I don't want to hear it.

- Just let me explain. - I don't want to hear it.

- Love, let me explain. - I don't want to hear it.

Get away from me.

Jason.

(KNOCKING)

- Is everything all right, Mrs Murphy? - We're fine.

I'm not talking to you.

- Please, let me explain. - I want to go to my mum's, please.

- I don't wanna know. - You said procedural aspects.

Checking out Jason's birth certificate, that's background.

Yeah, but, Mel, you have a personal and professional interest in the Masons being guilty.

I don't know if they are guilty.

Because of the late application for the birth certificate,

- the Masons had to register Jason in person. - Liam. Liam.

Okay. Well, the notes show they attended on the 23rd of September, 1988,

using two UK driving licences and their own birth certificates.

Martha Jenkins took away the exact same ID from Ted and Sheila Mason.

So if Roper played Ted Mason, who played Sheila?

I'd say Martha Jenkins, but she doesn't exist.

- Morning. - Morning.

Oh, God, I wish I'd known.

- Spence'll swap. - Well, thanks.

Now listen, last night, the hospital photographer, Ling,

said that there were photographs taken of Jason's injuries,

- and he was gonna be biking them over. - Right.

Oh, thanks, Spence.

This morning, he's really sorry, but no such photographs exist.

- Somebody must have got to him. - It could just be an innocent mistake.

It could have been, but do you know what? I do think he sounded nervous.

- Who could have got to him? Faulkner's the only... - Faulkner.

- Sugar? - No.

No.

Yeah, he controls everything at the hospital.

Yeah, but Roper and Faulkner don't know each other, do they?

Not as far as we know. Mel has all the background on Roper.

So we should talk to the photographer, shouldn't we?

Any more croissants?

Have you any idea how many patients I photograph in an average day?

But you knew instantly which photographs she was referring to.

- I thought I did. - No, you did.

Between last night and this morning, someone told you to destroy those photographs

and deny they ever existed.

This is Donald Roper, the driver who knocked Jason Murphy down.

He was found murdered in his house yesterday evening.

You see the urgency of the matter?

Dr Faulkner.

Dr Faulkner told me not to send the photographs.

- Why? - I don't know.

But it was weird.

How was it weird?

Jason's injuries didn't fit with him being struck by a car.

For a start, there was no trauma from the landing.

And I couldn't understand why Jason had been brought in to us,

when the accident happened right behind St Thomas'.

Fantastic. Can you send it all off as soon as possible? Thanks. Bye.

- Guess what? - Uh-huh.

- Roper and Faulkner worked together? - Well, actually, better than that.

At the Daniel Green inquiry, Faulkner was the expert witness

who ripped Roper's evidence to shreds.

They were against each other.

The inquiry was videotaped. They're sending the lot.

So you get to watch the telly after all.

Don't get up.

I spoke to Simon Ling this afternoon. Do you know who he is?

Yes, he's one of our photographers. What do you want to talk...

I don't want to stand here telling you things you already know.

How could I possibly know...

Had the interview been official, you'd be clearing your desk right now.

All right.

All right, I did a stupid thing. Several stupid things.

- I know... knew Dr Roper in another life. - How?

I was an expert witness at the official inquiry which led to his dismissal.

Yeah, the Daniel Green inquiry.

Yes. Where Rosie was handed back and Green murdered his family.

- So you felt responsible? - I was responsible.

In rubbishing Donald's findings, I was everything I accused him of.

Arrogant, cavalier, shoddy.

So you trashed him then you wanted to help him now?

- To relieve your guilt, is that it? - Absolution.

You're serious, aren't you? Absolution.

You could have just gone to a priest, you know.

(SIGHING)

When did you find out who his passenger really was?

When the press were here. Donald told me that he'd knocked down a boy.

He often helped homeless kids.

They get a slice of pizza and he got to expand his recipe for their salvation.

Very charitable. Why did he call you? Why didn't he call 999?

He panicked after the accident. He thought Jason might be a rent boy.

- So what difference does that make? - In his mind, he still had a reputation...

So he dragged him out of the car and told the police he'd knocked him down.

- What about your reputation? - I told you...

Oh, yeah, the absolution. So you reroute an ambulance, you silenced a photographer,

you lied to the police, and you did all this, I don't believe you,

you did all this to help a man you discredited 15 years ago?

Then you've never had blood on your hands.

I do not believe you.

I do not believe you, Dr Faulkner.

- So are you gonna throw me to the lions? - Not yet.

They'll wait.

- Hello? - Sarah.

I'm sorry. About everything.

Look, I need to see you. It's Jason, by the way.

Yes, I know. You're using my phone.

- Everything included that. - No.

Once you've hit a girl over the head with a fire extinguisher, the phone's a freebie.

Where are you, Jason?

You still tuck your hair behind your ear, don't you?

Your right ear, not your left.

Jason, you need help.

- You need to come in. - Sarah, are you adopted?

- Who told you that? - What's your earliest memory?

Is there a canal somewhere? With a footbridge over it?

- I was born in Africa. - Why did you leave?

- Jason, you've suffered a serious head injury. - Why did you leave?

My parents died in a car accident when I was five, all right?

Were they missionaries?

Yes.

Mine, too, except it was Cambodia.

I still can't square that with a man slumped in front of the TV

surrounded by beer cans and old copies of The Sun.

Can you?

Jason, I... I don't know what you're talking about.

34 Newnham Court.

That's where we lived, Cindy. That was home.

I'll see you there when you come off your shift.

Did you know that Martha Jenkins wasn't a real social worker?

Only recently. I swear.

Can you ask her to explain, please?

When Liam was... When Liam got to 15, 16,

he started talking a lot about his sister.

We knew he was an only child, but we tried to make light of it.

Ask her how she knew he was the only child.

Because that was what Martha Jenkins told us.

So when Liam was 18,

he wrote to Social Services with the names of his parents.

- The names Martha Jenkins had given us. - But there was no record of them?

Liam asked to see all of our adoption letters.

He became...

- Fixated. - Yes.

With Dr Roper's name.

- He swore that it meant a lot to him. - He swore that it meant a lot to him.

And that they spent time together,

before he had come to us.

Yeah, uh...

Did he ever complain about the way Roper treated him?

- Treated, did she... - No.

Um, he said that he was nice to him. And that he...

That they had gone for walks by the sea.

And that he used to read him bedtime stories.

And...

I have seen a photo of his mum and dad,

his real mum and dad.

And I feel terrible.

- Okay. - It's all right.

Thanks.

So thank you, erm, Mrs Mason.

Can you tell her thank you, and we'll see you tomorrow when you come in

to sign the written statement.

- Thank you. - Bye-bye.

- Bye. - Bye.

So three weeks elapsed between the twins' abduction

and the time that Sheila claims that Liam arrived with them.

Roper returns from Romania, gets his alibi, baby-sits Jason for a couple of weeks,

then this Martha Jenkins makes contact with the Masons.

Martha Jenkins. Who the hell is she?

Sorry to interrupt. I've just got the DNA results back.

It's not Jason Murphy's blood on Roper's shirt. But whoever's blood it is is not on the database.

- The other test results will come back tomorrow. - That is great.

She's back.

Darling, you okay?

Dad said you weren't up to your shift. I said you shouldn't go.

- You were right. - Can I get you some supper?

I just want to get my head down.

Night.

Night.

BOYD: Mel?

Mel?

- Have you been here all night? - Mmm.

- I resisted fast-forward. - Did you find anything?

I think so.

Dr Roper's notes reference deep circular wounds, on the wrists,

consistent with the application of restraints.

In fact, the photographs of the wounds demonstrate irregular size and pattern,

supportive of Rosie's own explanation of how she came by them.

Just for the record, what is your understanding of that explanation?

That she was thrown from her pony and dragged on hard ground

before her father came to her rescue.

Those photographs were atrocious. Amateurish, badly lit, and two days too late.

Dr Roper, for the last time, please desist from disrupting testimony.

So essentially you believe Dr Roper knowingly manipulated medical evidence

to secure the removal of Rosie Green from her home?

Listen to this.

FAULKNER: Based on the evidence presented to me by this inquiry, yes.

ROPER: This man has a grudge against me, pure and simple.

Dr Roper, I will have you removed from the room.

Mr Chairman, I must tell you that I've met Dr Faulkner and his wife on several occasions

in my role as chairman of the Alnwick Adoption Agency.

CHAIRMAN: Dr Faulkner has made us fully aware of...

And, sadly, it was incumbent on me to refuse their application.

But now his resentment is poisoning these proceedings.

I'll find out why Roper refused them.

Why did they need to adopt if they already had a daughter?

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Cindy and Sarah would be about the same age now.

Yeah, but she could have got pregnant after the adoption application was turned down.

Jason used the mobile phone to call the hospital ward that she works on last night.

He was located in Leicester Square area, but he moved on.

- Who did he speak to? - Don't know, but they didn't hang up.

And the call lasted several minutes.

- I think we should get Sarah in for a DNA test. - On what grounds? We're in no legal position to...

Since when do we need legal grounds?

Wait, wait, we don't even know she was adopted yet,

- let alone abducted, all right? - Exactly.

Let's get her in.

I want to speak to the mother.

Sarah, have you had any more contact with Jason Murphy since he assaulted you?

Of course she hasn't.

Sarah?

- No. - Last night Jason used the mobile

that he stole from you to make a call.

- Is that why you dragged us in? To tell us that? - Yeah, all right.

He called you at the hospital, didn't he, Sarah?

What did he say?

He said he was sorry he had hit me.

- I hung up on him. - You hung up on him.

After four minutes, 37 seconds.

It probably took the sister a few minutes to find me.

Oh. Yes.

Why didn't you contact us, Sarah?

Because I feel sorry for him. All he's been through.

And you think we don't?

It didn't seem important.

- Look, she's answered your questions. - Now, with respect, Mrs Faulkner, she hasn't.

You didn't think it was important, you felt sorry for him,

you hung up on him. There's three there, you know, pick one.

- Come on, make a choice. - Leave her alone.

- All right. - Mum.

You knew Donald Roper, didn't you, Mrs Faulkner?

My husband did. I met him once or twice.

At the moment, Sarah, Jason is a possible suspect

in the murder of Dr Roper.

Jason didn't kill anyone.

- He nearly killed you. - No, he didn't.

That's ridiculous.

Faulkner's adoption file.

In 1985, Ingrid miscarried at eight months. It was a little girl.

During pregnancy, she had developed aplastic anaemia

which culminated in a haemorrhage and the loss of the baby.

She couldn't try again?

Well, to save Ingrid they had to perform an emergency hysterectomy.

Christ.

So why were the Faulkners barred from adopting?

Because a month later, she was admitted to A&E

after her husband found her lying in the bath with her wrists slashed.

Wow.

Hmm.

Sweetheart, why didn't you tell me about Jason Murphy?

- Well, you seem to have enough on your plate. - What makes you say that?

- Am I wrong? - No.

Yes. Look, I'll always have time for you.

Did you know that woman?

No.

- But she was deaf. - Really?

Okay, but even if Sarah is Cindy,

Tim Faulkner doesn't strike me as the kind of person who would abduct a child.

Roper got the whole thing going.

So he calls Faulkner and says,

"Hi. This is the guy you stuffed at the inquiry. How'd you fancy abducting a couple of kids?"

No, after Daniel Green killed his family, Roper and Faulkner, they became sort of friends.

- That's a bit weird, isn't it? - Yeah.

But Faulkner said that Roper, their friendship,

it meant absolution to him, you know, it was a religious...

No, that would make sense, Spence, because he'd probably say something like,

"You sent Rosie Green home to die, now you can make it right."

- Plus the Faulkners were desperate for a child. - Yeah.

Roper made Faulkner become what he denounced him for at his own inquiry,

which was a crusading child-snatcher.

He shows Faulkner pictures of Jason's injuries,

"This child won't see Christmas unless you take him right now."

Yeah, yeah, that makes sense to me. But they didn't keep Jason, did they?

- No. - They kept Cindy.

Sweetheart?

- What? - I just had a call.

- I didn't hear the phone. - It's Grandma.

- She's had a fall. - Is she okay?

They want me to go down there.

The thing is, I don't know whether I can manage the drive.

- My shift starts in an hour. - Oh, I'm sorry, darling.

I know it's a pain.

- Let me call in. - Phone on the way, please.

- She's in a bad way. - All right.

BOYD: Maybe they didn't plan to take both children.

Based on?

Based on... Based on Greg Murphy's testimony that Cindy only came back to the flat to...

- Collect her wand. - Collect her wand.

But they expected to see Jason home alone because that's what happened every day.

But suddenly they had two children to contend with.

Who they had to separate because the next morning

the whole country would be looking for the Murphy twins.

Exactly. So they shipped off Jason up north to a deaf couple...

No, no, no. They didn't ship him off, did they? He was adopted.

And he was taken there by a so-called...

So-called social worker.

- Martha Jenkins. - From London.

Who must be...

Ingrid Faulkner.

Ingrid Faulkner.

- Oh, shit. - What?

Jason Murphy's got my phone.

- Oh, we can call on the way. - Then it will be too late.

- Ah, Sarah, for once, just do as I say, please? - For once?

Is that a joke?

- Darling... - I'll just be a minute.

You were called yesterday

at 18.28 hours.

The caller withheld their number.

Newnham Court?

Newnham Court.

Sarah?

Sarah?

(SCREAMING)

What would you expect to find in your average blood cell?

Red cells, white cells, and some other stuff.

- Beginning with P. - Platelets.

- Platelets. - Well done, Mel.

Well, the tests have just proved that Donald Roper's killer is seriously,

- and I mean life-threatening, lacking in all three. - Anaemia.

Well, maybe, but your average anaemic is only deficient in reds.

Their white cells and platelets are normal.

So if it is anaemia, it's an extreme kind.

Oh, God.

What? God, I love being the last to know.

According to Faulkner's adoption file, Ingrid Faulkner suffers from, and I quote,

"a particularly debilitating form of anaemia."

- I'll bring Tim in. - Thank you, Frankie.

JASON: What's your earliest memory?

Is there a canal somewhere? With a footbridge over it?

Sarah, are you adopted?

SARAH: Who told you that?

Jason?

SARAH: I was born in Africa.

JASON: Why did you leave?

My parents died in a car accident when I was five, all right?

- Were they missionaries? - Yes.

Mine, too, except it was Cambodia.

Jason?

Mrs Faulkner?

(MOBILE RINGING)

- Yeah? - Hi, it's me.

Right. Hello.

- I'm sorry, I was just... - Sarah Faulkner's mobile just gave out.

- Uh- huh. - We picked up the log-off signal

in the Notting Hill area.

Well, anywhere near Newnham Court?

Looks like it.

You remember, don't you?

Jason.

You remember.

No, I don't.

So why did you come?

Because I want to help you.

Jason...

- this was never my home. - That's not what your eyes are saying.

I'm going, Jason.

- Come with me. - Why are you doing this?

Look, Dad's guitar was over there. Now I wasn't allowed to play it, but you were.

He wasn't my dad, Jason. He was your dad.

INGRID: Sarah?

Mum.

Sarah?

Please, don't hurt her.

Hurt her?

Jason. Please.

Come on.

Come on, sweetheart. Come on.

Hello.

What's your name?

Come on.

I know you.

- Sarah. - Get off of her.

- I know you. Who are you? - Jason?

- Stay there. I said stay there. - What do you want? What are you doing?

- Tell her the truth. - You can do that, Jason.

I said stay there.

You're not gonna get anywhere by doing this, Jason, what are you doing?

Come on, we can just go outside and talk about it, yeah?

- No. You tell her first. - All right.

Stop that. All right.

Tell me what?

You just back off, Jason.

I'm sorry to have to tell you like this, but he is...

- Jason is your brother. - Don't listen, Sarah.

- Bullshit. - No, it's not bullshit, Sarah. It's the truth.

- Your adoptive parents, they abducted you. - Bullshit.

No, they did, Sarah. It's the truth. They abducted you.

Now back off, Jason.

Jason.

Sarah.

Ingrid.

MEL: That's great. Yeah, well, thanks for letting me know.

- See you, Mel. - Cheers, bye. Boyd.

Ted Mason's out of intensive care.

They successfully removed the bullet two hours ago.

That's great.

- Good night. - Good night.

Right.

Hello?

Yeah, I'm after the original crime scene photographs of the Daniel Green shootings.

- We've got those. - Are they in colour?

Yes.

- That's good. - Reference number?

No, I don't have a reference.

But there's a pathologist crouching over the body of Rosie Green in the kitchen.

There's a table to the right of the shot,

and on the floor there's some magazines and food.

- I'll email them right away. - Thank you.

(BEEPING)

Oh, my God.

(PHONE RINGING)

Dr Wharton? Were they the right slides?

- He killed them. - Dr Wharton? Hello? Are you there?

Dr Wharton?

On second thoughts, can you send me all the files pertaining to the Daniel Green shootings, please?

Yes, we'll dig those out for you.

- Thanks. - Bye.