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It's possible she fell.

- You don't think so? - It's how she's lying.

She was Gemma Boyd. Paul Franklin was her stepfather.

- And her mother? - Suzanne. Can't get anything out of her.

What's she so upset for, anyway? She was horrible to Gemma half the time.

We've discovered that Gemma Boyd was pregnant.

- Were you in love with her? - Yes.

- She was 17, and your stepdaughter. - Your morals don't interest me.

- Trevor, take a look at these flecks. - Blood?

More like chips of paint from a bicycle or car.

Tell Gemma, Mr Harris will meet her as arranged.

- Not a stranger. - He knows her.

You know what else I'm hearing? Authority.

Gemma had to meet him. She had no choice.

Yes, your daddy will look after you! Your daddy will sort you out!

Just like he sorted out my GEMMA!

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- He's got both of them? - Not without a fight.

Looks like it started in the kitchen then spilled out here.

I think he then got both of them outside and into Mrs Franklin's car.

- So, there's no body. - No.

I called you out to see if you could make anything of these blood stains.

- You got a weapon? - One of her own knives is gone.

Right.

- No sprays, so there's no arterial injury. - There's a lot of blood.

From superficial injuries, I think.

This pool of blood here -

it indicates an injured person fell or sat down, for some time.

And these towels?

- Someone tried to staunch the bleeding. - Or tried to help.

I don't agree with you that the fight spilled out into the hall.

I think they were walking to the door.

Walking wounded, then.

They'd better get to a doctor soon.

We've got the hospitals covered.

Do you think it's the same man that killed Gemma Boyd?

Mr Harris? We've found his hiding place.

But you're too late?

Too late twice, now.

There's been an incident at your house tonight.

Incident?

What do you mean, "incident"?

You've had me locked up all night, and left my family unprotected!

We're making every effort to find them.

Now he's got them too.

Kate. He's got Kate, hasn't he?

Bloody brilliant detective work this is!

Whoever killed Gemma, may have some grudge against you...

I tell you...

- OR YOUR DAUGHTER OR... - If anything happens to my wife...

- ..YOUR WIFE. - ..then YOU will be held responsible.

The only person I can see with a grudge against us is you, Inspector.

You're bailed to return in two weeks.

I want my family back... and I want to go home.

Sam?

What are you doing out here? Aren't you going to come in?

What about the stepmother?

- I hadn't taken much notice. - Did they seem happy? Like a family?

Sam, it was her broken bones I was there to look at, not her home life.

I thought Suzy Franklin was nice enough.

Bit prickly. Bit of a new wife.

- How do you mean? - All over him.

Do you think she'd be the sort to panic?

There's nothing we can do except wait.

It's 12.05am. Five minutes too late to mention work.

Besides,

there's something I want to talk to you about.

Oi! This tosser says I can't have my bike back.

How do I get home at this time of night?

- You've got legs, haven't you? - It's 11 bloody miles!

You want to treat people with a bit more respect.

I've been locked up for nothing. My mum and the baby at home - all upset.

And Gemma's dead and we didn't even know.

Because that cow Suzy wouldn't tell us!

Yeah, but we're lowlife. We don't count.

- I've heard this speech. - I hope you've told Mick!

- There'll be hell to pay. - Mick, who's Mick?

Mick Boyd, Gemma's dad.

- There IS no Mr Harris. - What?

We're looking for Mick Boyd - Suzy's ex-husband.

- He's supposedly in the Merchant Navy. - Gemma's father?

- Found him? - Coming up now.

Boyd, Michael Alexander. DOB 7.3.58, Lowestoft.

He's a record as long as your arm!

Seven years for aggravated burglary in 1994.

Asked for five other offences to be considered.

- When did he get out? - Released... three weeks ago.

She was looking for somewhere to put him up.

Rent free.

Track down his probation officer.

- Still nothing from the hospitals? - No.

What the bloody hell has he done with them?

Helen? I'm sorry, have I woken you up?

What time is it?

- God, it's past midnight. I'm sorry. - It's OK.

- How's David? - Fast asleep, last time I looked.

- What is it, Michael? - I was just wondering if...

You haven't been up yet.

I thought that you and David should come and spend a weekend here.

I don't know. I'm really busy and... Do we have to discuss this now?

I miss you.

- I'll call you some other time. - Yeah, OK.

Good night. PHONE CUTS OFF

You get a six-month sabbatical in a world-class surgical centre...

You get six months in California!

You're asking me to drop everything to go to Stanford...

and hang on your arm at faculty parties?

You're a successful woman, you can afford to take time off.

You just don't see it, do you, James?

I see a woman with a job and no life.

I have the life I worked hard for. I don't need to run away from it.

Sam... FRANTIC KNOCKING ON DOOR

Coming!

I'm coming! I'm coming!

- Kate! - You've got to come, come now!

- NOW! - Calm down - tell me what's wrong.

- Is she hurt? - PLEASE! You've got to come!

Here.

Put that round you.

NO! NO!

Make her stop. GIRL SOBS HYSTERICALLY

Mrs Franklin, I'm a doctor.

Oh... Well, you're a bit late, aren't you?

DON'T MOVE!

DON'T YOU COME ANYWHERE NEAR ME!

- Who did you say you were? - I'm a doctor. Doctor Ryan.

MAKE THAT BLOODY CHILD SHUT UP!

- Mrs Franklin, are you hurt? - Self-defence.

That's what it was.

Would you like me to let you get out of the car?

My daughter was the image of him.

Every time I looked at her, I could see him there.

Is he dead?

Yes.

SHE MOANS

I'm wet!

Look at me, I'm all wet.

I'm all wet.

I paid him back, though, didn't I?

He got what he deserved.

SIREN

You're safe now.

- Let's go home, Sam. It's getting cold. - In a minute.

Hi, Kate.

How're you doing, Kate?

He's really dead, isn't he?

- That's why you're here. - Yeah. He's dead.

- It's nothing to be scared of. - I didn't want him to die.

It's OK.

You did everything you could.

Mr Reynolds. I'm going to have to talk to Kate,

and because of her age, an adult has to be there.

- I was wondering, as you seemed close... - For God's sake, it's 1am!

- Well, I meant tomorrow. - I'm operating tomorrow.

Look, I haven't got time to get any more involved in this.

If it's not convenient, I'll find somebody else.

- OK, of course, tomorrow. Yes. - Thank you.

Why did you say that?

- You know what my deadlines are like. - She's your patient.

Look, I said I'd do it, didn't I?

I'm sorry. It's cold, we're both tired, let's go home, Sam.

No. I want to stay. You go.

DOOR OPENS

- I thought we had burglars. - It's only me.

What kind of time is this to come in at, anyway?

Oh, God. Listen to me, I sound just like "Mummy"!

Camomile! Have we no proper tea?

Have I run out?

I'd forgotten what living with you was like.

With Billy, it's all newspapers and beer cans.

Years ago it would have driven me nuts.

It's all compromise, is that it?

- Sam... are you OK? - A long night.

You haven't FINISHED with him? I don't believe it!

I just don't think it's going to work out.

None of us are ever good enough for you, are we?

You know your trouble? You're too choosy.

You want perfect - and it does not exist.

That's a disappointment, Wyn. Not a tragedy.

The subject is a man of around 40, lean but well-nourished.

- Length? - 6ft.

Blond hair, tattoos on the right arm...

There are a number of knife wounds visible on the body,

five of which are deep.

The wounds all appeared to have been caused by the same knife, which had -

a serrated edge... Photo please.

The largest is on the upper thigh and measures...

..6cm.

Big enough to cause him to bleed to death.

I don't know about that. All the wounds are superficial.

She said it was self-defence.

The wounds are consistent with an attack of flailing about in panic.

But even this big cut hasn't caught an artery.

I'll check the kidneys and liver for confirmation, but...

But no wound would have killed him, except in the absence of medical help.

That's my feeling, yeah.

They're 15 minutes to the infirmary, and Reynold's place is even closer.

What are you saying?

That she DID have time to get him to hospital.

So... we may not be looking at manslaughter anymore?

No. It could be murder.

I've got no sense of direction, ask my husband.

When you left the house, did you intend to take him to hospital?

I must have done, mustn't I?

Did you... or didn't you?

I was with Mick Boyd...

for the best part of ten years.

And every minute of every hour of that time, I was afraid.

And when Kate went to the door last night,

cos it was Kate that went, not me - poor little cow -

and there he was in my house, howling and yammering like a madman,

it was just like I went right back there.

Right back into the pit.

That's why you stabbed him?

Yes.

Why you also didn't take him straight to the hospital?

Yes.

And kept him in the car until he died.

Mick Boyd came back from the dead last night.

And if it's my fault that he's back where he belongs,

then I didn't plan it, but I'm bloody glad I did it.

You will be charged with murder, Mrs Franklin.

He killed my daughter. He killed Gemma!

What was I supposed to do?

She told him.

- Told him what? - She told him that she was pregnant.

By her stepfather!

LOUD SOBBING

OK, interview terminated, 09.03am.

It's only for a couple of days, till your house is cleaned up.

Sorry, I know it's a bit um...

No, it's just my kind of place.

It reminds me of where I grew up.

Your dad's here.

Close your eyes.

Is there any hot water?

There's an immersion heater.

- Suzy, we have to talk. - I think I'll have a bath.

I can come back later if it's a problem.

Look, I am in a terrible rush.

- I'm DS Bradley. - Can't you make an appointment?

I just wanted some background on a client. Is it a bad time?

They're ALL bad times!

Hi, it's Jan here. I'm running late. See you in court in half an hour?

- Which client? - Mick Boyd.

- What's he done? He's just out! - He's dead.

- And he killed his daughter. - Gemma?

Do you know her?

He talked about her. When did this happen?

- Day before yesterday. - When?

About 4pm. He talked about her?

All the time, but if she died when you say,

it can't have been Mick that killed her.

- Why do you make that out? - Because, Sergeant, he was here.

- Christ! - A routine interview -

- to get him resettled into the community. - Pick up the bloody phone!

- We're right back to square one. - It's Doctor Ryan.

My dead suspect has just come up with the perfect alibi.

Hope you've good news.

The DNA results confirm Gemma was pregnant by her stepfather.

Is that meant to surprise me?

You knew that yesterday, didn't you?

Paul Franklin told you, when you did the blood test.

Yes.

You couldn't break your professional silence!

I didn't call to review my ethics.

- How can I help you, Doctor Ryan? - I sent two samples for DNA analysis.

The embryo and the semen aren't the same.

Gemma was carrying Paul Franklin's baby...

- And? - She last had sex with Lee Bennett.

- He's not here! - Where is he?

He's been strange since he came home from your nick.

- He thinks Gemma was expecting again. - She was.

Did he say he didn't see Gemma, the day she died?

That's right.

Trouble is, he did, Mrs Bennett. He lied to you.

I don't believe you.

Don't tell me again you don't know where he is.

Even if I did know, I wouldn't tell you.

Oi! Sarge, I've got him!

COCK CROWS

CONSTANT DRIPPING TAP

I'm ready to talk now.

- Running away makes you look guilty! - I'm fed up with them!

- Makes you look like a bloody liar! - I'm not, though!

Well, why did you say you didn't see Gemma the day she died?

I didn't want you worrying!

Look at you - you're 19, a father

and you're sat there like some snotty-nosed kid!

For God's sake, you're a grown man!

I'm going to ask the council for a house for me and Dana.

- Why will they give you one? - I'm a single-parent family.

I look after her! You never lift a bloody finger!

You don't let me. You always say I'm a useless sod!

- When I come near her, you fuss. - If you'd got off your arse and got a job!

She's mine, you know.

There's nothing to stop me taking her from you.

I could go down for life.

I'll help you as much as I can at court.

Oh?

Well, a solicitor for a start.

I'll get you a proper one.

One with the right sort of expertise.

One who can get me off a murder charge, you mean?

It'll be knocked down to manslaughter, you'll see.

Don't worry, Suzy. I'll make sure you're taken care of.

Do you know what I felt when I stuck that knife in?

Relief!

Amazing, isn't it? Relief.

Cos if it was Mick who killed Gemma, it meant it couldn't be you.

Course it wasn't me!

It's funny how much you think, locked in some stinking, little cell.

I know!

No, you know nothing.

CLATTER

We're ready for you now.

She's still lovely.

Come closer if you like.

I'll say this for her, she was always kind to Lee.

- They'd been together a long time. - Yeah.

It was obvious she wanted to finish it.

She just wouldn't say so straight out.

- It's hard for him. - They think my son killed her.

What do you think?

He never lied to me before.

It's best he tells everything to the police. You know that.

If you know where he is... you should say.

- But he's my son. - Then, help him.

Help him tell the truth.

We know you're the last person to have sex with her.

Lee?

I was supposed to meet Gemma at lunchtime.

I waited around the corner so her parents wouldn't see.

She didn't come. I was worried.

After a bit, I looked in the window

and Paul Franklin comes out and tells me that Gemma's off sick.

- I was worried, so I went round. - To Cumberland Avenue?

No, I keep telling you.

To Gemma's house!

She answered the door and said she was feeling better, but...

That's when you knew she was pregnant, isn't it?

She said it wasn't true. Y'know, I was making it up.

But I knew, yeah. I remember what she was like with Dana.

What happened next?

We'd never done it in her mum's house before.

It just seemed like a bit of a laugh.

Till Suzy came home and caught us!

She comes marching in without knocking,

grabbed hold of my hair, pulled me off like I was a dog!

Look, I know Gemma's dad was a hard man - I'd seen him riled -

- but I'll tell you what... - What?

Boyd wasn't the scary one in that family.

I did it all for you!

- You did it all for yourself. - How can you say that?

You saw Gemma as a burden, and you saw me as a meal ticket.

What about you? What did you see when YOU looked at Gemma?

Please don't.

You abused her.

And you betrayed me.

I'm not proud of what I did, Suzy.

- But she was an adult. - 17!

Yeah, and how old was she when you pushed her out, eh?

Telling her she didn't have a home anymore?

She was 13 years old - she was pregnant.

A child.

Hi, it's Doctor Ryan. Any news on those paint tests I ordered?

Doing them now.

..Yeah. Give me about 20 minutes. OK.

Well, it should confirm an idea I've already got.

I tried a sample in acetone - it dissolved.

Yep. Here's the spectrum.

And it confirms the presence of nitrocellulose.

- Not paint at all, then. - Nope.

Nail varnish?

KNOCK AT DOOR Come in.

Hello, Sam.

Look, I'm sorry about last night, I don't know what got into me.

- You were cold and tired. - And I wanted to get home - with you.

- Any idea when you're leaving, yet? - Eh, six weeks.

What do you think? How about it?

I've, er, brought your keys back.

Bit of an over-reaction, this, don't you think?

No, I don't think so.

One mistake and now I'm a total bastard?

Kate heard you.

All Kate heard was a tired, fed up man.

I heard you.

Anyway, let's... not have this fight.

Let's walk away as friends, yeah?

Why? You're not being honest with me.

Any risk of getting closer, and you're on the run.

I wanted someone who was clever and undemanding,

someone who wouldn't break my heart.

But it wasn't enough.

So, what are you waiting for? At your age.

I never sat by the phone, waiting for you to ring.

I never wondered where you were...

what you were doing... who you were with...

I never needed you, James.

Mrs Franklin, you've already been charged with murdering Michael Boyd.

Yes.

Today, I'd like to talk to you about the death of your daughter, Gemma.

OK.

You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention something which you later rely upon in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

What happened on Monday afternoon?

Um...

Well, I went back to the house... after lunch... to pick up a file,

and I found her there with Lee Bennett.

I couldn't believe it. I threw him out -

and that's when she told me about Paul.

When she told me she was pregnant with my husband's child.

- You didn't believe her. - No, that's what's so awful - I did.

I did believe her, I knew.

I knew she was right, I'd seen him looking.

I didn't want to have to start all over again.

- What happened then, Mrs Franklin? - Well, we had um...

It was just a silly, scrappy... well, fight I suppose you'd call it.

And I grabbed her by the hair and shook her.

Were you wearing nail varnish?

Yeah, I always wear it.

Anyway, she... she, um... didn't fight back. She just gave me this look.

I said, "I don't want your pity, you little whore.

"Brush your hair before you go out on the street."

And she left. Said she was going to tell Paul.

The last thing I said was, "Brush your bloody hair".

Her lovely hair.

SCALES BEING PLAYED ON PIANO

Oh, hello. Have you come for the concert?

- Do you think I killed her? - Did you?

I was never a very good mother to Gemma, but no, Inspector,

I did NOT kill my daughter.

But you were wearing nail varnish.

Yes.

Was it this one?

Baby Blue Eyes? That's probably one of Gemma's.

- It's not yours? - Well, no,

I mean, it's sort of blue, isn't it?

I'm 38. That's what the young girls wear.

Oh, he said I had to scrub it off. Mr Jarvis.

The conductor?

Yeah. He said it wasn't suitable for the concert, but I think it looks great.

It used to look really good on Gemma.

Why don't you tell me about her?

SHE SOBS

I pulled her hair.

I didn't mean to.

- What did you see, Kate? - See?

I didn't SEE anything. I heard.

I heard Gemma telling Suzy.

She said Dad... And Suzy was screaming.

I went and sat in the garden so I couldn't hear,

then Gemma came out, so I followed her.

I just wanted to know!

I don't think she saw me cos she was crying.

The next thing I knew, she'd gone in there - in that house.

And I kept looking at this car outside, and hoping it wasn't my dad's, only it was.

Then I went in...

- Did you go upstairs? - No, I heard them from downstairs.

You heard them making love?

- No! NO! - Kate?

No, I didn't!

He was crying. I could hear him crying.

- I don't understand. - I've never heard him cry.

When my mum was ill he never, even when she died, but Gemma made him.

Gemma said, "I don't want you, I don't love you", and he cried.

And I wanted to say, "But I love you and I want you", but he ran away.

He ran down the stairs, crying.

I'm sorry.

I must have pushed her, mustn't I?

I don't really remember.

Only, Gemma was lying there at the bottom of the stairs and...

I did something really horrible.

Her shoes.

You threw her shoes down on top of her.

Where's Kate?

♪ Summertime

♪ And the living is easy

♪ Fish are jumping

♪ And the cotton is high

♪ Oh, your daddy's rich

♪ And your mummy's good looking

♪ So, hush, little baby, don't you cry

♪ One of these mornings

♪ You're going to rise up singing

♪ Then, you'll spread your wings

♪ And you'll take to the sky

♪ But till that morning

♪ There's nothing can harm you

♪ With daddy and mummy

♪ Standing by... ♪

Katie.

KATIE.

KATIE!

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