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~ You have been selected to be our
new sergeant. ~ I can't.

What I'm going to do is offer it to
Rachel.

~ It's a woman! Scary Mary just
unravelled it. ~ You're joking!

~ I'm going to be sergeant here.
~ Could a body that had been killed
a long time ago and then frozen

~ look like that? ~ Are you saying you
think you know who this is?

~ Mitch just told me. ~ What? ~ You think
it might be Mandy Sweeting.
My dad worked on that case.

"I can
confirm that we have found and
identified, using dental records,

the body of Mandy Sweeting. Mrs
Sweeting went missing from the
Rochdale area in 1991.

If you knew Mandy or have any
information..."

~ Why did SHE get the job?
~ Because she's good.

~ So are you. Why isn't it you?
~ It's a long story.

~ Well, tell it quickly, then.
~ I've got to go. ~ Have you done
something wrong? ~ No. ~ What, then?

You can't leave me in this state of
worry and agitation!

Well, I'm gonna have to, because I've
got to go. There's nothing to worry
about.

I always knew Gill preferred Rachel.

Gill offered it to me. I turned it
down. I'm not quite ready yet.
I will be one day.

Rachel doesn't know anything about
that. OK? Ta-ta.

~ Oh, er, they've taken the recycling.
~ Good.

~ What do you mean, you're not ready?
~ Bye! ~ Bye, love!

~ Morning!
~ ALL: Good morning.
~ Weekly review, here we come.

We'll kick off with Mandy Sweeting,
reviewing lines of inquiry,

looking for opportunities to gain
new evidence.

Mitch is acting as Exhibits Officer
and he has the postmortem findings.

Cause of death was a stab wound in
the chest. The blade punctured the
heart.

There would have been profuse blood
loss.

We recovered Mandy's body from a
flooded quarry in Audenshaw ten days
ago

and it appears to have been submerged
for a maximum of eight weeks.

The pathologist's view is that
the body had been frozen,

possibly from soon after her death,
23 years ago, until being
dumped in the water a few weeks ago.

The wrapping supports that theory.
The first layer, next to the body,
is a piece of cloth.

Looks very old, is heavily
bloodstained, suggesting it is the
original wrapping.

The outer layer's a shower curtain -
a new one.

It had been wrapped
around the inner layer and secured
and weighted with chains.

I just want to jump back
to the postmortem for a sec.

The two findings that really stand
out are: the legs have been broken
postmortem,

suggesting that the body had been
stored in a confined space, and...

Mandy Sweeting was pregnant.

DNA tests show that her husband was
not the father.

Tracing the father of that unborn
child is obviously a major line
of inquiry.

~ Any thoughts so far?
~ I'm thinking, frozen plus confined
could be a chest freezer.

How could you keep a body
in a freezer, for that length of
time, undetected?

If it's a domestic freezer, you're
in control of who goes in it.

I used to have a fridge-freezer in
the shed, just for fishing.
No-one ever went near it but me.

There's a lover. We know that.
There's a killer. We know that.

There's a "freezer", as in someone
who stored the body in
a freezer, and there's a dumper.

~ That could be several different
people. ~ The dumper couldn't be the
husband. He died five years ago.

~ He still could've been the killer
and the freezer. ~ How pregnant was
she? ~ Er, roughly 28 days.

~ Four weeks.
~ What was the marriage like?

~ We're going to be jumping back
and forth, so let's hear about
lifestyle. ~ Do you want background?

~ Yeah. ~ Amanda Sweeting, 32 years old,
known to everyone as Mandy,

left work on Tuesday
August 27th 1991,

the day after the public holiday
on Monday.

She worked at C&A in Rochdale - long
since gone, used to be in the
precinct in the town centre.

She was last seen by colleagues
leaving work, presumed to be going
home - also long since gone.

The whole street's been redeveloped.
She never got home.

Her husband Gary reported her missing
the following day.

Mandy had two children aged eight and
six at the time, Sinead and Rory.

She was, by all accounts,
devoted to them.

The fact that she disappeared into
thin air,

coupled with the fact that she was
very pretty and distinctive-looking

with red hair and this gap between
her teeth, was just catnip to the
local papers.

Her husband Gary was arrested three
weeks after she went missing on
suspicion of murder.

Never came to court. Insufficient
evidence. As Rachel said, Gary died
five years ago.

The Review Team picked it up three
times,

but with no body or forensic
evidence

to get the benefit out of improved
technology, the case was refiled.

Gary is survived by his mother
Barbara and his brother Antony.

They've both been notified about
the reinvestigation, which was...

Well, it...it was delicate.

Now, at the time, you'll be aware,
we investigated Gary

as possibly having been involved
in Mandy's disappearance.

(HOARSELY) I will be aware, yes.
Well...aware.

I'm sorry.
I could have phrased that better.

And would you be aware that it
ruined his life, being suspected
of killing his wife?

~ It must have been extremely hard.
~ By everyone?

I'm not just talking about you lot,
I'm talking about everyone.

And what grounds did they have
to suspect him on? None.

He might as well have gone to
prison, because he was guilty
in the eyes of the world.

Because we've recovered Mandy's body,
we've got evidence that we didn't
have before.

~ It might be that what we find out
will prove Gary's innocence.
~ Too bloody late - he's dead!

It's hard to convey just how
distressing this still is.

Mrs Sweeting, this will be
a completely new investigation.

It'll be headed by a new Senior
Investigating Officer who will work
on it with a completely open mind.

What if I say you can't?

The fact is, it's a police matter.
We're obliged to reopen the case.

It's too much.

What grounds did we have to suspect
him on?

Neighbours reported hearing arguments
between Gary and Mandy

in the weeks
leading up to her disappearance,

so the inference was
the marriage was rocky.

They had no grounds to suspect him
on other than...they suspected him.

This original investigation is just
unbelievably shallow, shoddy...

It's one of the most depressing
things I've ever read in my life.

They only ever looked
at Gary Sweeting.

They put him in the middle and they
arranged all the lines of inquiry to
lead to him,

and they still didn't get him!

They never considered other lovers,
which is just...

(SIGHS) I don't know. Words fail
me. It's just shit.

It's easy to be clever in hindsight,
though, isn't it?

They didn't have a body with a fatal
stab wound, that was pregnant with a
baby that wasn't Gary's.

~ They didn't have the resources we
have now. ~ This isn't a failure of
resources, but of thinking! ~ (SCOFFS)

It isn't in the policy book that
they even considered the possibility
that Mandy had a lover.

Right. I have to say, I'm not happy
about this. My dad worked on that
original investigation.

~ But this isn't personal.
~ Huh! Right (!)

OK, let's see what we can find out
about what went on in the original
investigation. Rachel?

~ Sure.
~ Dig a bit deeper.

~ What about these colleagues who last
saw Mandy? ~ We've managed to track
down a couple of them.

One of them told us about a lad who
he says was "obsessed" with Mandy.

~ He's called Mick Devlin.
~ He's coming in tomorrow.

Right. How did the body get to the
quarry?

There's no CCTV at the quarry,
but thinking about the logistics,

Mandy was 5'3" and petite,

so one fairly strong person could've
got her in a vehicle

and slid her into the water, weights
and all, without help.

We don't think you'd need a van
or a big car, because she's small.

The way she was bundled quite
rigidly, you couldn't fold that
bundle.

~ You'd have to put the seats down.
~ So we've potentially got forensic
opportunities in this vehicle,

in this freezer
and in the place where the body was
removed from the freezer

and given its recent layer of
wrapping,

which is likely to be close
to the freezer, cos you'd be
paranoid about spreading evidence.

If you go into the trouble of
shifting the body,

~ would you hold onto a potentially
incriminating freezer? ~ I'd dump it.

Bit risky, getting a bloody big
white thing out in public.

We spoke to the council.
They'll come and remove your old
freezer for you.

You'll go on their system
as a collection,

but once they've taken it away, it
gets piled onto a freezer mountain.

~ Disappears.
~ If you fly-tip, doesn't involve
anyone. ~ Unless you get caught.

If you fly-tip a freezer, you do
need a van. Someone to help you lift
it, too.

I think a practical person could
shift a chest freezer on their own.

Get a ramp up to a van, ropes round
it... The wrapping of the body was
competent.

If the dumper is the same person
as the freezer,

then they've had years to plan how
to shift the evidence if they need
to.

Whoever dumped the body
is our way in.

I want to exploit the forensic
opportunities of recent events

and concentrate on hearts and minds
for the past events.

Allegiances and attitudes change.

We need to do a lot of talking and
probing. I think it's our best way
of getting circumstantial.

~ What's the policy on the information
that she was pregnant?
~ We tell no-one!

Witnesses, relatives, press...

If and when we get a suspect, that's
massive leverage.

~ Same goes for cause of death? ~ Yeah,
cos as soon as we release the fact
that she was stabbed in the heart,

~ it'll be, like, "Ooh! Crime of
passion. Jealous hubby. Job done."
~ It could be.

It could be. It could be the
milkman. We're looking for lovers.
Spread the net wider.

Let's identify persons of interest
and ANPR their cars.

Have any of them been
near that quarry?

When you're in a witness's home,
look out for where a freezer might
be or may have been.

And check the council for freezer
collections, as well.

~ Cross-county?
~ Yeah.

We need to be clever.
23 years ago is a long time.

People remember the version of
events they've told before,

but we need to get them to look at
things like they're looking at them
for the first time.

RECORDING: "This interview is taking
place on Thursday 20th September 1991
at Rochdale police station.

~ In the room are myself, Detective
Sergeant Frankie Waddington."
~ "David Blake, solicitor."

~ (SUBDUED) "Gary Sweeting."
~ "Can't hear you, Gary."
~ (LOUDER) "Gary Sweeting."

"Thank you, Gary. Do you want to tell
us about what you did to Mandy?"

~ "I didn't do anything to Mandy."
~ "Yes, you did.
You killed her, didn't you?"

~ "I didn't." ~ "I think you did,
and I'm not the only one!

Where did you put the body?
Did you bury it?"

"How many times do I have to tell
you? I did not kill her."

~ "Where is she, then? Where's Mandy?"
~ "I don't know!"

~ "I think you do."
~ "I think summat bad's happened."

~ "I do, an' all."
~ "She wouldn't run away, that's all I
know. She'd never leave the kids."

~ "She'd never run away?" ~ "No."
~ "Then where the hell is she?

You said it yourself,
she wouldn't run away!

~ You were angry with her, weren't you?
You'd been rowing with her, hadn't
you?" ~ "No."

"You got angry and you killed her."
(TURNS OFF TAPE RECORDER)

It's all like that: no structure,
no Plan B. Your dad just accuses,
Sweeting just denies.

Where was the SIO?
Did he not listen to that?

~ Oh, he did. He signed off on it.
Detective Superintendent John
Peverley. ~ He's dead.

~ What did he die of? Shame (?)
~ Booze.

~ Shall we see if we can have a word
with your dad? ~ He's a good copper.

~ (SCOFFS)
~ 'Ey.

~ And say what? "Why were you so
shit?" ~ Ask him what went wrong.

~ Gary Sweeting insisted that Mandy
wouldn't just leave. ~ Because of the
kids? ~ Yeah.

He couldn't explain where she was,
but he insisted that her doing a
bunk was impossible,

which isn't something a guilty man
would do.

A man who'd killed his wife would
encourage the idea that she'd run
away, to get everyone off his back.

Yes, which is something you get
in two seconds flat,

which shit-for-brains Frankie
Waddington thought was proof that
Sweeting had done it!

~ (SIGHS)
~ Er, Mitch, it's thick.
~ Have you said that to Rob?

~ Not yet, but he shouldn't still be
here anyway, breathing down my neck.
It's a pain. See you. ~ See you.

It's mellowed her, I think,
being sergeant (!)

(CAR ENGINE STARTS UP)

~ How clearly can you remember your
mum, Sinead? ~ Very clearly.

I remember details about her:
her hands...

What were her hands like?

Freckly.

~ What else do you remember?
~ She was very loving with us.

Very loving person.

WOMAN: We've all taken it different.
Personally, I'm...glad I know.

It destroys me to think what
my sister suffered, but I think,
"Right. Now we know.

Let's have it.
Let's do her justice."

That's what we intend to do.

~ I think my dad was jealous.
~ In what way?

When you're a kid you don't think of
your mum and dad as sexual. They're
just your mum and dad, but...

but I've got a kid now and I can see
it from the other side.

I can guess at how they worked as
a couple and I think there was maybe
jealousy there.

~ From your dad? ~ Yeah.
~ Was he jealous of someone in
particular, do you think?

I think he was maybe jealous
of her job.

~ She loved going to work.
~ What did she love about it?
~ Gets you out.

She'd been at home ever since they
were babies, so it were summat new
for her.

She liked it in the shop.
She liked the people.

I just took it
at face value, you know?

"Mum's got a friend at work that
gives her chocolate. That's nice.

~ Why would Dad be cross about that?"
~ Do you know who this friend was?

The only one I knew from her work
was Mick. He sometimes gave her
a lift.

She'd walk us to school.
He'd sometimes be in his car.

Everyone thought Gary got lucky
with Mandy, Gary included.

He were a nice enough fella,
but dull. She loved him.

~ What other relationships had Mandy
had? ~ Not many.

And whoever it was, it was The One.

Our Mandy were a romantic. A one-man
gal. She wouldn't have played away.

(SIGHS) I'm sat there thinking,

"You know she wouldn't play away. I
know she was carrying another man's
child."

So sad, the impact of it.
It's eaten them all from the inside.

~ Rita from the Press Office wants
you. ~ Just about to ring her now.
~ No, she's waiting.

~ What's wrong with ringing her?
~ She wants to discuss a new press
statement. ~ Tell her I'm on my way.

Mandy Sweeting's still bloody catnip
to the press!

They want something new every day.
(TUTS) It's a bloody minefield of
what you can and can't say.

I want a boyfriend.

~ Do you?
~ Yeah.

~ Well, Mick's sounding more and more
interesting, isn't he? ~ Yeah.
He'll be here in a few minutes.

~ So will Frankie Waddington. And
guess who won't be going anywhere
near him? ~ Rob. ~ You.

~ Why?
~ Because you'll go on the attack.

Sergeants don't just manage down,
you know, Rachel.
You manage sideways and up.

You look after your peer
relationships. You look after Rob.

~ What's that for? ~ Tired eyes. ~ Just
your eyes (?) You must be slacking.

CPS rang saying, "Where's the
disclosure schedule for Jackie Boy?"

~ I don't know. ~ Well, you need
to know. It's due in.

(SIGHS IN FRUSTRATION)

~ The disclosure schedule for Jackie
Boy's due in. ~ I know. ~ Where is it?

~ Lee's got it. You'll have to check
it all and countersign it.
~ Bloody hell!

~ You could've reminded me.
~ Well, you could've asked.

That's why I'm shadowing you.
So you can check in with me on what
you're not sure about

and get feedback on what you're
doing. Ask.

~ Hiya.
~ Hello, son.

This is Rachel.
Rachel, this is my dad.

Rachel. Lovely. Hello.

~ Hi.
~ Frankie.

Excuse me.

~ Fancy a brew? ~ Aye.
~ How are you? ~ Good.

CHRIS: Mick, what was the nature of
your relationship with Mandy?

She gracefully accepted my worship.

She didn't reciprocate?

I was a 19-year-old
acne-ridden streak of piss.

My Adam's apple were bigger than my
head!

I was not a suitable candidate for
worship.

~ Were you friends?
~ She made me feel like we were.

She was kind. She understood that, if
someone's in love with you, you have
a responsibility towards them.

~ You were in love with her?
~ There's all sorts of being in love.

~ So...what sort was this sort?
~ I didn't want to have sex with her.

I wanted to BE her.

~ You weren't lovers?
~ (CHUCKLES) No, love.

~ Mick... Did Mandy ever confide
in you? ~ Not really.

Did she ever speak to you
about her marriage?

~ Well, I read between the lines.
~ Meaning?

"Mandy was wearing her hair
in a ponytail today
and more perfume than usual.

A night of passion with Mr Sweeting,
methinks."

~ Sorry, what was that?
~ A quote. ~ From...

What she was wearing, what mood she
was in, what they talked about in
the car... He was fixated.

~ The police never spoke to him at the
time. ~ Did he consider showing them
that?

Too embarrassed. It's got in how
often he masturbates, where he
masturbates,

~ what he's thinking about when he -
~ What is he thinking about?
~ Boys sometimes, girls sometimes.

~ Is he thinking about Mandy?
~ Just twice.

When he handed it to us he was, like,
"Look, I wrote this when I was
19. I was clueless."

~ Why's he handed it over now?
~ In case it helps. He needn't have.

No-one knows it exists, so it's hard
to think that he'd have given it to
us if he'd killed her.

~ Unless it was a double bluff...
but it'd be risky to do that.
~ The diary's weird.

Oh, keeping a diary is unusual
for a teenage lad,

but I don't think what he
expresses in it particularly is.

Does it say where she goes on her
lunch? That's her only unsupervised
time.

If she was having an affair,
she'd use her lunch hour.

Scour the diary for Mandy's
movements. Is she late ever?

Days she's made a special effort
with her appearance.

Why did he only ever pick her up
from the school?

Mandy told him Gary wouldn't like
him fetching her from the house.

~ What was Gary Sweeting's widow
saying? ~ Sandra?
Er, not his widow, technically.

They never married. Gary wouldn't
annul his marriage to Mandy and he
refused to declare her dead,

which could be the action of an
innocent man or a guilty clever one.

~ I think it's interesting.
~ Well, he was no criminal mastermind.

~ Anyone that listens to his interview
tapes will tell you that. ~ We're
coming to that. Carry on.

Sandra said that, although she was
able to help Gary practically,
bringing up Sinead and Rory,

she described him as "emotionally
unhelpable". He was a depressive,
he drank...

He basically brought about his own
early death because he had nothing to
live for.

She said that he never recovered from
the trauma of losing Mandy and being
a suspect.

Gary's brother Antony also described
Gary as self-destructive.

~ He said, with hindsight, he wondered
if Gary had been "haunted by
something". ~ As in what? Guilt?

~ That was the inference.
~ Interesting, because we had a chat
with Frankie Waddington -

Ooh! What's the latest
with the freezers?

Five freezers reported fly-tipped
in the last three months

according to West Yorks, Lancs,
Greater Manchester and Rochdale
councils.

~ I think we should bring 'em in.
~ Yeah. Where? ~ Garage space.
~ They sold it off.

Well, we wouldn't have to house 'em
for long, so bring them all in
under one roof.

Strip 'em, search 'em under
controlled conditions. We could hire
somewhere - short let.

~ It better be cheap.
~ What did Frankie Waddington say?

We discussed the apparent
shortcomings of the original
investigation.

Don't need to bore you with all
the ins and outs of it.

~ Thank you. What did you think?
~ I didn't have a problem with it.

~ You didn't think the interview was
one-tracked? ~ Of course it was.

That WAS the track.
Sweeting was our prime suspect.

Our aim was to put pressure on him,
which we did. The CPS shafted us with
Insufficient Evidence.

That was a sound investigation.
We knew who did it.

You listen to any tape from 1991,
it'll sound like that.

That's how the job was done...
as you very well know.

Oh, I do know, and I also know how
much stick the officers got who
didn't toe the line,

~ cos I was one of 'em. ~ You weren't on
that job. You weren't in that room
with that man.

You never met him. He was a liar!

I've interviewed hundreds of people.
I know when someone's lying.

I don't appreciate being given
the third degree by a Plastic (!)

~ I've been just as operational as
you. I just haven't got my head up
my arse. ~ The job's gone soft.

~ No, I think it's gone thorough.
~ Bollocks! I've listened to what he's
up against.

~ Barmpot ideas he's got to get round
so he can get the job done.
~ I've never -

Look at him, wriggling about,
trying to think what's acceptable!

That's what this job's become -
making the right sounds (!)

Frankie was very forthcoming.
Anyway, point is, in his opinion...

Gary was punching above his weight
with Mandy.

He got paranoid and he killed her.

Gary Sweeting couldn't lie straight
in his bed, but the whole family was
at it!

The mother was a harridan and
the brother was a phoney!

~ Antony? ~ Yeah. Did you just talk to
him with the mother? ~ So far, yeah.

Try him on his own.

Antony's not returning any of my
calls. Maybe Frankie Waddington was
on to something.

Frankie Waddington calling someone
else a phoney is rich!

~ It's a lead.
~ From a dinosaur!

Mm... Right, if I needed to hire a
van to move a freezer which I'd kept
a body in,

I wouldn't go to some big van-hire
company, where it's all computerised
and official.

~ I'd go to the most tinpot little
outfit I could find. ~ Man with a van.

Mm, but without the...man.

(YAWNS) Oh, God, I am shattered.

I get to sleep, then I wake up
thinking about the 101
ridiculous things I've got to do,

like which cars gotta go to Openshaw
for a service.

Can Pete have next Tuesday week off
to scatter some bugger or other's
ashes?

Just...it never stops.

I'm not trying to put you off, by
the way, cos you would do all that
standing on your head.

So, when are they gonna tell you
where you're going?
It's gotta be soon, hasn't it?

~ Actually, not necessarily.
~ What do you mean?

~ Well, Elise has moved in with Ade and
Eleanor Goodhead. ~ When?

~ Sunday.
~ How was that? How is that?

Hard.

Yeah, so it's all taking a bit
of adjustment at Scott Mansions,

so I've decided to put the sergeant
thing on hold.

~ Is that why you want
a boyfriend? ~ No, I want a boyfriend
because I want a boyfriend,

but it's not very easy
to find a boyfriend,

because all the potential boyfriends

who are tentatively sniffing around
me on the various dating websites

that I'm currently experimenting with
are either very old...

~ Walking sticks? ~ Carpet slippers,
watches on chains...
~ Or what? "Very old" or what?

Well, erm... (CLEARS THROAT)
Couple of them - two -

have been...very young.

~ How young?
~ Weird young, like...I'm a fetish!

~ Oh, Janet!
~ (BOTH LAUGH)

You're doing fine in the job, Rache.
More than fine.

Will you tell Godzilla that?
Cos she's sucking a lemon every time
she looks at me

and I just want to say, "I'm sorry
I'm such a disappointment,

~ but you chose me."
~ (MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

~ Every time I bitch about her,
she rings! ~ (CHUCKLES)

Hello?

(HUM OF CONVERSATION)

~ Tell her.
~ DNA results from the foetus have
just come back from the lab.

~ We've got a match.
~ Who? ~ Antony.

~ Bloody hell. ~ I know.
~ We can't arrest him. ~ No.

Impregnating your brother's wife is
not yet a criminal offence, but we
can talk to him

and we can go to the magistrate and
ask for a warrant so we can search
his house.

We'll need to be specific - they
won't let us go on a fishing trip.

~ We can explain about Mandy's body
being frozen, that we're looking for
evidence. ~ Exactly. Mitch? ~ Certainly.

~ Antony's not returning Janet's
calls. ~ Let's knock on his door,
then.

Thank you for giving us more of your
time, Mr Sweeting.
I'm Detective Constable Janet Scott.

~ I met you ten days ago with your
mother. ~ I remember.

If your dad had said he thought
Antony was iffy 23 years ago,
that'd been helpful, wouldn't it?

~ Back off. ~ Why is Gill protecting
him? ~ She's not.

She just knows how to behave.
You're not behaving like a sergeant.
You've not got the first idea!

(DOOR OPENS)
"Now, I know that
you've spoken to my colleague

Detective Constable Lee Broadhurst."

DC Broadhurst was under the
impression that you felt,
reluctantly, looking back,

~ that Gary, in the years following
Mandy's disappearance, was a "haunted
man". ~ Mm.

(SILENCE)

I just wanted to ask you to say a bit
more about that.

~ What am I supposed to say? ~ Can you
explain what you mean by "haunted"?

~ Isn't it obvious?
~ I can take a guess, but you'd have
to tell me if it's a good one.

Did you mean that you thought Gary
might have been haunted by guilt?

~ That's a very hard thing to say
about your brother.
~ I appreciate that.

~ Not something I'm prepared to say.
~ Just something I want you to
think (!) ~ Fine. I understand.

The postmortem that was carried out
on Mandy's body found that she was
pregnant.

We tested the DNA of the foetus and
the results indicate that you're the
father.

~ That's not possible. ~ Do you remember
that we took a buccal swab from you?

That's what we tested against the
baby's DNA. The result's conclusive.

It is your child.

It is a source of great shame to me.

What is?

There was a one-night stand.

Don't you love it -
the grammar of the guilty (!)

~ "Mistakes were made." "An infidelity
occurred." "I'm not in the sentence.
I was a hapless bystander." ~ Shh!

~ You and Mandy had a one-night stand?
~ Yes. ~ When was that?

~ How pregnant was she?
~ Oh, don't even try it!
~ "I don't know. I haven't been told."

~ God!
~ Are you OK, Antony?

It's...it's just...

I could've had a child.

I don't have children and...
it turns out there was one.

Is it just me, or is that a weird
reaction? Like, weird!

When was the one-night stand, Antony?

I can't remember. I'm sorry.

~ It can easily slip your mind,
the night you shag your brother's
wife (!) ~ "No idea at all?"

June, possibly. Some time in June.

~ Three months before she went missing?
~ I can't remember. Sorry.

~ Don't worry. It was a long time ago.
~ Yes.

Tell me about the one-night stand.

It was the same as all one-night
stands. We were drunk.

It was senseless and...the second
it was done, I felt sick.

~ Where did you have sex?
~ On their living-room floor.

We'd all been drinking.
Gary had gone to bed.

I don't think she was
as squeaky-clean as she made out.

I don't think I was the only one.

She loved male attention.

I know there was a young lad at work
she was stringing along. Er...Mick.

Antony had to pick a date and hope
that he'd get lucky. He didn't.

We reckon we can trace a pattern
in Mick's diary.

From February onwards, Mandy's
really starting to catch his eye.

Maybe because she's catching
Antony's eye - giving off something
that Mick picks up on, possibly.

And she starts to get a bit flaky
with timekeeping.

March onwards,
some lunch breaks she is late back.

Mick covers for her a couple of
times. Makes excuses for her, takes
shorter breaks.

~ So assuming Antony was the lover...
~ He's looking good for the freezer,
as well.

His garage floor's freshly painted
and...there's this socket.

That tells you something
was plugged in for a long time.

It doesn't tell you when,
or that it was a freezer.

He's found out she's pregnant, he
doesn't want the bother, kills her.

~ I think he was genuinely surprised
she was pregnant. ~ Yeah, I agree,

but that makes sense too, because if
he suspected she was pregnant with
his baby,

he'd have thought twice
about dumping that body,
cos it is so incriminating!

Brilliant (!) We're now doing
exactly what the first investigation
did!

The only progress we've made is,
we've substituted a fixation on Gary
with a fixation on Antony.

We're nowhere nearer to knowing
who killed her. The only provable
fact we have about Antony

is he had sex with Mandy,
possibly more than once.

Come on! Keep your minds open.
Keep digging.

I've just had a look
at your last action review

and the only actions you're
allocating are those around Antony.

You've done nothing about Mick.
It's not enough to read through his
diary.

Get an analyst to look at it.
Was he stalking her?

Go through the witness statements
from the previous inquiry.

See how Mandy's behaviour compares
to Mick's account.

What witness statements?
There are virtually none.

I keep trying to tell you
and you won't listen: your
dad's investigation was a joke.

~ I think we need to get Mick in
again. ~ Are you telling me?

~ I'm advising you.
~ I don't have to take it from you,
because we're an equal rank.

We swabbed the outsides
before they were transported,

but they're that dirty, I can't see
us getting much off 'em.

~ At least the insides won't be
contaminated. ~ Maya! Look at this.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

OK, brilliant. Thanks, cock. Ta-ta.

~ Where have you been?
~ Press office - again.

~ Do you want the good news
or the bad news first?
~ Bad - always. It relaxes me.

~ It's pig's blood. ~ Eh? ~ In that
freezer. Someone must've had a
bloody great lump of pork in there.

~ So that was all a lovely waste of
time and money (!) ~ Shit.

But Antony Sweeting hired a van off
a bloke in Milnrow eight weeks ago,
self-drive.

Can we find out where he drove it,
please?

This afternoon, we managed to ANPR
that van during those hours

and we've got a sighting of it being
driven between Antony's house

and a known fly-tipping spot
ten miles away, in Whitworth.

They had storms a few weeks ago up
near Antony's house. Did they lose
power?

~ Maybe that's why now.
~ (MOBILE PHONE VIBRATES)

It's the lab.

~ Detective Sergeant Rachel Bailey.
~ That sighting of the van was
at one o'clock in the morning.

When we've cross-checked it, it
turns out that one of the freezers
we rounded up and housed

was dumped at that same fly-tipping
spot, so it's looking like we can
possibly put Antony to that freezer.

They've stripped it all out to run
tests on it.
If it turns out we can put

~ Mandy Sweeting -
~ Mandy Sweeting's blood...

DNA, deep in the body of that
freezer. It had seeped through
into the insides, the workings.

~ Fabulous! Wonderful! Hallelujah!
~ (EXCITED MURMURS)

First thing tomorrow, we'll be
arresting Antony Sweeting on
suspicion of murder.

~ Could you draw up an interview
strategy, please, Janet? ~ Certainly.

(CHUCKLES)

Traffic cameras also captured
your own car

in the vicinity of the
flooded quarry in Audenshaw
where Mandy's body was dumped

two days before you drove the hire
van to Whitworth to fly-tip the
freezer.

We're currently searching your car.

Is there anything that
you'd like to tell me, Antony?

Gary killed Mandy...

..because she told him she'd slept
with me that one time.

God knows what possessed her to tell
him.

She wanted to goad him, maybe.

Gary flew into a jealous rage
and he killed her.

The first thing I knew about it

was when he rang
and he said, "I've killed Mandy."

He told me I was in it up to my eyes

because...I'd slept with her,

which is why she'd ended up dead,
which was why I had to help him.

I thought, "Enough harm's
been done here,"

so I agreed to go over there
and get the body away.

"Go over where?"

"To Gary's house."

~ Are you saying that Gary murdered
Mandy at their home? ~ Yes.

Can you tell me what happened next,

when you went round
to take Mandy's body away?

~ Cock and bull, the lot of it.
~ Yep - and 72 hours tops, before we
either charge him or let him go.

Mandy told Gary that she'd slept
with Antony (!) No.

~ If Gary knew that, he'd have told
the police after she went missing.
~ Unless Gary DID kill Mandy.

He didn't.

He's reinvented the personalities of
two people who can't contradict him
because they're dead.

He made out that Gary had a violent
temper, when no-one else has
mentioned it,

and he's got Mandy down as a spiteful
temptress when all we've heard across
the board is that she was lovely.

He's had to reinvent them in order
to blame them - and he might get
away with it.

~ He's only admitted what evidence
has forced him to. ~ And he knows
we've got nothing on him for murder.

~ How's the online dating going?
~ This week, I am mostly attracting
widowers.

(CHUCKLES)

~ Gary killed Mandy in their house?
No. ~ Kids about. ~ Neighbours that
heard rowing through the walls

are hardly going to
miss a fatal stabbing.

~ Antony drove over and took the body
away unseen - a bleeding body.
~ From a terraced house.

~ With nosy neighbours. ~ No.
~ We took that house apart at
the time. Found nothing.

Mm, and he knows it's been bulldozed
since.

Rachel Bailey! J'accuse.

~ You've not paid anything into the
biscuit fund since Christmas.
~ I don't like 'em - I like chocolate.

~ This is a stress biscuit. ~ Give me
some of your sergeant's wages now.

CSIs have just gone into Antony's
house. They're taking it apart!

Fingers crossed, we get the results
before we have to release him.

(KEY TURNS IN LOCK)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

When our forensic team lifted the
floor paint and the wall paint from
the far end of your garage,

layers and layers of it, they found
traces of Mandy's blood across a wide
area,

and the patterning is consistent with
the profuse blood loss you'd expect

from the type of stab wound that
killed Mandy.

You told me yesterday that Gary
killed Mandy at their house.

Is there anything else that you'd
like to tell me, Antony?

He killed her at my house.

~ Why didn't you tell me that
yesterday?
~ I thought you'd think I'd done it.

Never crossed our minds (!)

I just want to tell the truth now. I
want to get the whole thing out and
that's what I'm going to do.

~ OK.
~ Story time with Antony (!)

After the one-night stand, Mandy
became...obsessed with me.

She wanted more. Like I said, for me
it was a one-off, a stupid mistake.

I told her I wasn't interested.
I told her she should come to her
senses and stick with Gary.

I felt bad for him,
but she would not let it drop.

On the day it happens, she turns up
at my house, saying she wants to be
with ME. She wants to tell Gary.

I'd had enough, so I phoned Gary
and I said, "You'd better come and
get your wife."

He said, "What's going on?" I said,
"You'd better ask her when you get
here."

So he drove over and...
I left them to it.

I went into the kitchen.
I could hear them talking.

Then I heard her scream.

And I ran into the garage

and Gary was
standing there
with a big knife in his hand.

Mandy was lying in
a pool of blood.
There was blood all on the wall.

I said, "Gary, what have you done?"

And he said, "I've killed Mandy."

And he said,
"She told me she loved YOU."

He was beside himself.

So I wrapped her up,
so he didn't have to look at her,

and...he suggested
we put her in the freezer.

And we made a pact: I would never
tell that he killed her...

..and he would never tell
where the body was.

I put baskets of frozen food
over it. (SIGHS) You couldn't tell.

I kept meaning to deal with it...

..and then...Gary died.

I just...carried on.

And the freezer, it kept going

until there was
that storm a couple of months back.

"The power was down."

(THROUGH TEARS) It started to thaw.

So I dumped it.

It was terrible.

It was terrible.

~ Would you like to take a break,
Antony? ~ No.

Thank you for going through that.
Not easy.

Erm, a couple of things.

The analysed blood samples taken
from your garage were mixed.

Mandy's blood was mixed with yours.

Mixing can only happen when both sets
of blood are wet.

I helped move her.

Well, why were you bleeding?

~ I must have cut myself. ~ How?
~ I took the knife off Gary.

When you stab someone in the chest,
you can hit bone.

The knife stops,
but your hand keeps going.

You cut yourself. There was no trace
of Gary's blood mixed with Mandy's,
but yours is.

~ Can you explain that?
~ No.

Can you explain why Gary was talking
to Mandy in your garage?

~ That's where they were. ~ Was Mandy
in your garage when Gary arrived?
~ She must've been.

~ Had you been talking to Mandy in your
garage before Gary arrived?
~ I can't remember.

It's an unusual place to have
a conversation - a difficult
discussion, in fact - the garage.

I might have invited my brother into
the living room or the kitchen -

~ (RAGES) GOD! DON'T YOU EVER LEARN -
~ Whoa! Whoa! Sit down!

~ "Sit down!"
~ Charge him.

'Ey, nailed your first murder,
Sergeant Rache.

No, I didn't. You cracked him.

No, you got the evidence
that meant I could.

'Ey, he'll never change his story,
that one.

The Defence will dirty Mandy's name
in court.

Her family will have to listen to it,
read about it,

and his family will have to soak up
a pack of lies about Gary all over
again,

because it's Antony's version of
Gary.

~ Makes me sick.
~ What about the mum?

~ What about her? ~ Well, she's the one
who knows both brothers inside out.

~ You should talk to her again.
~ YOU should.

~ Why?
~ She took agin me.

Well, you have been getting up a lot
of people's noses recently, Janet
Scott.

I may have to discuss that with you
at your appraisal.

(SCOFFS)

Thought you'd try your luck with
Antony?

We've charged Antony because we've
built up a very strong evidential
case against him.

Oh, my eye (!)

Mrs Sweeting, did you know that
Mandy was pregnant with Antony's
child?

~ No.
~ She was.

~ Did Gary know?
~ We don't know.

How do you know Antony did it?

It's grim. It involves blood.

He always wanted
everything Gary had.

He'd take a biscuit off him,
take a bite, throw it to the floor.

I always thought,
IF Gary had killed her - if...

that maybe he'd done it
because he was so...

..full of feeling.

But Antony did...

..because he's not.

Mrs Sweeting, this is
a hard thing to be asked,

and you don't have to answer now -
just think about it.

Would you be prepared to say what
you just said to me in the form of
a statement?

Yes.

Thank you.

~ Can I give you a bit of feedback?
~ Yeah.

~ You got lucky.
~ I was right. ~ And you got lucky.

Just accept help, Rachel, cos you
don't know what you're doing yet.

I've been a sergeant for two years
and I learn something new every day.

And don't invent battles.
I'm not my dad. I didn't cock up.

My dad did. I accept that - he did.

No point raging about it. We've just
gotta get on with it, do it better.

Gary Sweeting might still be alive
if justice had been done,

so I think it's worth raging about
things if they're wrong.

Well, there's ways of doing it, and
you need to get the hang of that.

Knobhead.

What? What?

So it's goodbye and good luck to the
lovely Rob. What a shame!

~ Did I ever tell you, when you smile,
it's like the sun coming out?
~ Er, no.

~ That's because I'm so professional.
~ (CHUCKLES)

Rachel Bailey of the Old Bailey
will be full-blown sergeant as of
now.

~ Hello and good luck.
~ Cheers.

And the other bit of good news is...

I'm retiring.
Four months and counting.

Cheers!

ALL (TENTATIVELY): Cheers.

We are dealing with a potential hate
crime!

~ Did you check the messages I gave
you this morning? ~ I
haven't had a chance.

~ Could you not have mentioned it
earlier? ~ This one's on you.

~ You're marrying a drug dealer.
~ All right, high and mighty (!)

~ I went on a date.
~ No!

~ Concentrate on the job.
Deal with your mum on your own time.
~ We're all right, me and you.

Go and live your life
and stay out of mine.