Original subtitles

LAUGHTER

Oh, it's stupider than what it sounds, it is.

Barely! Oh, we should've stayed longer.

I think he liked you. Who?

Steve. The tall one.

Everyone's tall to me. Wispy little beard.

Baby Satan?

THEY LAUGH

No-one ever dreamed of waking up next to a software engineer.

Here's fine, ta. Don't be daft.

It's really late, and anyway, it's not far.

If I stay in here any longer, I'll chuck.

Stop fussing. Ah!

THEY LAUGH

I'll walk with you. In those shoes?

It'll take half the night. Get back in the cab.

Go, shoo! THEY LAUGH

Right. Love you.

Go on. Go!

SOBBING

Help me, please.

Hello? Oh, please, please, help.

What's wrong?

SHE SOBS AND GASPS

Zoe?

Oh, shit. Hannah. Hannah, get out of here.

Hannah, get out of here! Go, go, go, go, Hannah!

Bag and phone, bitch. No, I know her! I know...

I said give me your things. No, please, I know her!

Argh!

Screw you! No, no, no.

HANNAH SCREAMS Go, Hannah, go!

THEY STRUGGLE

CLANG, ZOE GROANS

HANNAH PANTS

Help! Help!

Let her go!

ZOE GROANS, THEY STRUGGLE

Get away!

THEY GROAN

ZOE PANTS, HE GRUNTS

Please, somebody help!

No!

HE GRUNTS, SHE SCREAMS

SHE MOANS

SHE PANTS

No! HE GRUNTS

HE PANTS

GASPS

SHE PANTS

SHE STRAINS

SIRENS WAIL

SHE BREATHES SHAKILY

RADIO BLEEPS

RADIO: 'Bravo-Oscar-12,

'please attend an incident at Birchlands play park.

'Bravo-Oscar-12?'

Bravo-Oscar-12, receiving.

'Serious assault confirmed at the location.

'Suspect has not been apprehended.'

Understood. On my way.

RADIO BLEEPS, KEYS JINGLE

IGNITION

You can't come through this way.

HE SIGHS I said you can't be here.

I saw it happen.

I saw him kill her.

Shit. There, emergency.

Where? Camera seven.

It's hot guy.

It's amazing the excuses you'll find to get out of doing something.

So I've got a good imagination. Sue me.

Come to Mama.

You're really creepy. What's he saying?

Does it matter? Yeah.

Last week, it looked like he was having trouble with his girlfriend.

If they're gonna split, I need to know ASAP.

What is the use in being diversity hires

if we don't abuse our superpowers?

I wish you'd sit on the ear that I can't hear out of.

My destiny is in your hands. Lip-read now.

Wow. What?

He says he's finished with his girlfriend.

You're shitting me.

And that he'd rather be with a woman

that does literally nothing useful when she's at work.

I think you're in with a chance. You're a dick, you know that?

What'd he really say?

Er, he's going to the gym and then to drink a protein shake.

Classic hot guy.

ZOE: Hannah, get out of here.

Hannah?

Hannah... are you all right?

I've gotta go.

It'll be all right. Nothing about this is all right.

I shouldn't have come.

It's supposed to be for close friends and family.

She was your friend, too.

Zoe's dad's looking at me.

It wasn't your fault.

You sure about that?

Mum is in her element.

Course.

When I suggested it...

..thought this would be a nice way to remember Zoe.

Only Mum would turn a memorial into a canvassing opportunity.

He's got some nerve showing up here.

It's a bloody insult.

His so-called investigation's been a joke from start to finish.

Mum reckons he's just counting his days till his pension

and that he's not even trying to catch Zoe's killer.

I looked him up, you know?

Found some local news stories from when he was down in South London.

And? They called him Detective Inspector.

Typo? No.

He was a high-flyer, but the Met demoted him.

I couldn't find out why.

Ladies. Thanks for coming.

I just wanted to pay my respects. Any progress, actually?

You do know he's still on the loose, don't you?

We're doing what we can with the evidence that we have.

But so far, we've got nothing concrete.

Well, guess we can all sleep safely in our beds

knowing that you're all over this (!)

Give me a break, eh? Why?

If you let this sort of thing go unpunished,

then it looks bad for us, which makes you my problem.

I think I better get things started. Good to see you, Tony.

You don't have to be so mean to him.

Why can't they give us someone more competent to liaise with?

Like the work experience kid (!)

Everyone...

can I have your attention, please?

Thank you all for coming.

It's been one year since the tragic death

of Zoe Mason in this very spot.

As a mother myself, I can't begin to imagine what her parents,

Richard and Natalie, have been through.

We can't bring Zoe back, but as Leader of the Council,

I have worked flat out

to make sure that a decent security system

is up and running across the whole of the Hawthorn Estate.

I genuinely believe

that the extensive CCTV we have installed

is our best chance of making sure nothing like this

ever happens again.

She should just get on her knees and beg people to vote for her.

Today is about Zoe... Be more honest.

..and I hope that we can all share our memories of her,

as some of her school friends are here,

including my own daughter, Amber.

What happened was a tragedy,

but we mustn't let that cloud our memories

of what a special young woman Zoe was.

Richard, Natalie.

SCREAMING, ZOE GROANS

INDISTINCT SHOUTING

HE SIGHS

HE SIGHS

KEYS JANGLE, IGNITION

LAUGHTER

All right, lads?

MUFFLED SHOUTING

DOG YAPS

Move out the way, you little shit!

Dolly, move this dog before I cook it.

He's just being friendly.

No... Argh! I need to get to work.

But he's happy there.

I know you're my cleaner, but...

you don't need to bring Wolf with you every time.

He doesn't exactly contribute much, except getting hair over everything.

Oh... Don't listen to the nasty lady.

Come here. Here we go.

Come on. Oh... HANNAH SIGHS

Er, Dolly?

You know how you're the nosiest person on the planet?

Don't know what you mean.

You must hear stuff at that caff.

Do you know anything about Tony Warden?

The copper. Why?

There was someone else there that night, they saw what happened.

And I told him, but he never followed up.

I wanna know if he's bent or just shit at his job.

Does it make a difference?

To me, it does.

Do you know why he left the Met?

How would I know?

But a little bird did tell me he's been put out to pasture.

That's why he moved up here. No other sod wanted him around.

Why?

What did he do?

If you find out, let me know.

DOOR OPENS, SHE CHUCKLES

DOOR CLOSES

Lou. Have you got a minute?

What are you doing here?

Just checking in, making sure you're getting maximum exposure

for all your good work.

Maximum exposure for your re-election campaign, you mean.

I think we all get the message.

You're a self-made businesswoman who cares deeply about the area

she grew up in. Yeah, it's true.

Just so long as you don't actually have to live here.

I wanted to ask you about Amber.

You know, how's she doing?

Why?

Obviously, everything with Zoe's affected her, but...

..she's...

She's been even more distant recently, staying out late.

You mean, "Is she using again?"

Oh, I guess...

she's been a bit moody, unreasonable, so...

business as usual, I'd say. Don't joke.

As far as I know, she hasn't touched the stuff.

I swear.

Thanks.

Look, well, I won't keep you.

Are you sure you're all right covering for me?

Course. I can stay if you want to.

I know you don't like working nights.

I could use the cash.

You go play at being a wizard, or whatever it is you do.

Well, actually, I'm an Elven bard.

Or as most people call it, a virgin.

Which must be hard because you're not bad-looking.

SHE SIGHS He's back again.

He's been hanging round all day.

Creeps me out, that smile.

Luck of the bloody Irish, I'm saddled with him this evening.

HE CHUCKLES But you're not Irish.

I'm more Irish than you're a bloody elf,

and look how you spend your evenings.

Go have fun at "Never Touched A Girl" Boot Camp.

I will.

SHE SIGHS

SHE SIGHS

SHE SIGHS

Control.

Control?

Hello? Control?

'Control?' You have to get someone there right away.

The police have been looking for this man for a year.

'Understood. Where are they now?'

SHE SIGHS They're...

SHE SIGHS They can't be.

'Please clarify.'

He's taken her towards the Birchland flats, where he...

How is this happening again?

It's the same place where he attacked me last year.

He's taken her into an alleyway off of Birchland Square.

No, no, no... No, no, no, no! This can't be happening.

He's gone into an alleyway.

It's a blind spot, none of the cameras cover it.

'Please clarify.'

I can't see him.

'Dispatching units now.'

Where the hell are they?!

'Officers are en route.'

He could be doing anything to her while you lot piss around!

'Please moderate your language.'

Oh, fuck off, the man's a known killer, he's gonna hurt her!

'Is there another exit from the location?'

No, it's a dead end. Solid walls all round.

'Can you describe the man?'

He has a coat on, er, military style?

It's got the things on the shoulders.

'Epaulettes.'

Yes! And he's wearing a facemask.

'So you can't see his actual face?'

SHE SIGHS No, but...

Probably wouldn't be able to anyway.

These cameras, they were bought with backhanders.

They're a piece of crap at night.

Everyone looks like ghosts.

Wait.

He's come out. 'Is the woman with him?'

No, he's alone.

He's... heading to the other side of the Birchland block

towards Sycamore Avenue.

The CCTV isn't up and running there yet.

'Officers report they are arriving at the scene.'

The-the woman, she's in the bin area to the left of the flats.

'Understood.'

POLICE RADIO: '..left of the flats, over.'

'Thank you.'

What's happening? Is she hurt?

'Officers report there's nobody in that location.'

What?

'There's no-one there.'

Well, then you can't have looked properly.

'They're absolutely certain the area's deserted.'

Where did the woman go?

'I don't know. Perhaps you were mistaken.'

Oh, you... fucking muppets!

'There's a detective en route.'

HE SIGHS There's trouble brewing, go home.

I know, I called it in.

Lou got me a job at the CCTV centre.

The man who killed Zoe was here. You sure?

Well, he had the same clothes,

and it's the exact place I found him hiding last year.

Look, I know you had a bad experience... Oh, no.

And I bet he had a dagger tattoo on his wrist, it's the same man.

Stop and think about what you're saying.

I'm not imagining things.

He was here!

And so he hurt someone else. Come on!

The woman followed him in here, but she never came out.

So, where is she?

SHE SIGHS The bins. What?

I was watching the cameras the entire time,

and she didn't leave before your officers arrived.

Her body must be in the bins!

Did you find him?

She's in one of these.

There's nothing in there but rubbish.

What about the others? It's a busy night.

We've got lots of calls to attend to.

What if I'm right and she's still alive?

You're a DS, you don't come out to any call.

You know there's something wrong here.

All right, lads. Take a look in the bins.

SHE SIGHS Thank you.

Anything for a quiet life.

You have to get right down inside them,

she might be covered up.

If it is him... Which it isn't.

But if it is, this is your chance to catch him.

Make up for letting him get away last year.

I didn't let him go.

Please. It'll take two minutes.

Look at the CCTV, you'll see that I'm not imagining this.

He was here.

You heard the woman. Get digging.

POLICE RADIO: 'Bravo-Oscar...'

CLATTERING

Bravo-Oscar-12, receiving.

CAMERA SHUTTER SNAPS

DISTANT RADIO CHATTER

Understood.

We've gotta go.

There's a suspect with a knife on the loose.

Some have-a-go hero's gone and got himself stabbed.

Did you find anything?

What about this one? There's nothing in there.

Oh, you've barely looked.

We've got proper police work to do.

Useless bastards!

Go home.

It's not safe out here.

IGNITION

SIREN WAILS, SHE SIGHS

SHE GRUNTS

SIREN WAILS, DIAL TONE

AMBER: 'Han, are you all right?' He came back.

'The man who killed Zoe.'

How do you know?

I saw him on the cameras. He was by the flats.

I'm there now.

On your own?

'Yeah.'

For fuck's sake, Hannah. Go home.

I think he's hurt someone else.

'Who?' I don't know, a woman...

'I think her body's in the bins, but it's too high for me to check.'

Can you come?

I'm in Leeds.

What? 'You remember Jules.

'It's her birthday, she lives here now.

'So a group of us are going clubbing.

'I'm just getting ready.' WHISPERING: Shit.

Just go home.

I'll be back tomorrow. I'll come and help then.

All right.

Bye.

Look who we have here.

MAN CHUCKLES

DOOR OPENS

DOOR CLOSES

Breakfast? Mm.

Healthy.

That's a bit rich, considering what you serve up in that caff.

I'm gonna find someone to help... BIN LORRY CLATTERS

Oh...

Shit!

BINS CLATTER

Oh, the body's in there.

Shit!

Wait! There's a body in there!

Stop! Please!

DISTANT SIREN WAILS

KEYS TAP

You're not still staring at that.

MUMBLING: Don't start giving me grief.

Lips. Huh?

Lips. Especially if you're gonna start mumbling at me.

Don't give me grief.

You don't look at that when you're off duty as well, do you?

I can't.

Tried to record it on my phone, but you can't make out anything.

Well... It's my shift now.

SHE SIGHS It's all right, I'll stay.

I'm sorry, but I need the money.

You can have the money.

Just leave me in peace.

Shit.

Here, someone left this for you.

Thanks, Colin.

Really?

HANNAH: I've got CCTV evidence.

HE SIGHS Not again.

Just come and look at the footage.

Then try and tell me there's nothing strange about it.

It's on my list. I'll do it when I get time.

When's that likely to happen?

There've been no new reports of any missing people.

I've got enough proven crimes to investigate

without chasing after phantoms.

Colin?

I don't wanna see Miss Quinn in this building again

unless she's in cuffs. Is that clear?

We... are done here.

A murder?

It's the same man as before.

But bloody DS Warden won't even look at the footage.

Why not?

Well, he's a useless, washed-up has-been.

He just keeps going on about how

there's been no new missing persons reports filed.

Thing is, I've got proof that something happened.

The woman on the CCTV was wearing that

when she went into the camera's blind spot.

She never came out,

but that was torn up and thrown in one of the bins.

Can you have a word?

Amber's been trying to call you all week.

Oh?

Has something happened between you?

No.

She says you won't call her back.

I try, but she's busy, off at pretty girl college,

learning how to paint nails, or whatever it is they do.

She's worried about you.

All right.

I'll call her.

And I'll see if I can find out

why Tony Warden hasn't followed up on this.

Yeah?

Shit.

Why didn't you return any of my messages?

I've been worried sick about you.

Sorry.

I don't understand you, Hannah.

You've been pissy with me ever since I got back from Leeds.

I've just had stuff on my mind.

Is this because I didn't help you

root through some bloody bins last week?

I was in Leeds, and I'd been drinking.

What was I meant to do?

I don't know.

Go on a big girls' night out, I guess.

So you thought you'd, what,

punish me because I didn't come running?

Yeah. Something strange happened, and no-one seems to give a shit.

That's not my fault.

No.

But I needed someone to hurt, and you were available.

For fuck's sake.

I'm sorry.

Forget it.

If I was gonna give up on you for being a twat,

we'd have fallen out long ago.

I saw him again.

I swear.

But everyone's treating me like I'm losing my mind.

Hey.

It's OK.

I believe you.

PHONE RINGING OUT

HE SIGHS

'This is a voicemail service.

'Please leave a message after the tone.'

BEEP

HE SIGHS

I got the letter from your solicitors today.

I gave you the house.

Why are you doing this?

Come on, Amy. I'm living in a shitty little bedsit.

My pension's gone through the floor since I got demoted.

I don't have the things around me that I once loved.

I don't have you.

Look...

We can sort this thing out.

We don't need to talk through solicitors.

It's breaking me.

I'm still the same man that you married.

Call me. Please.

I wanna pick your brains.

They don't pay me to sit around gabbing.

Well, I'll buy a mug of coffee, then, if it'll keep you in business.

We're closed.

SHE SIGHS

OMINOUS TONE SWELLS

That's £2.80.

For lukewarm filter coffee?

Have you seen how much they charge on the high street?

Yeah, but they're... What?

..on the high street.

Huh!

No, sit. Please.

Just for a minute.

Have you heard anything about the missing woman?

Who do you think I am, Mystic bloody Meg?

Who?

God, you're young.

People come in here and they talk.

Yeah.

Mostly about arthritis and self-service machines.

You're the only one I've heard squawking on about a missing woman.

Are you sure?

Sort of thing you'd remember, in't it?

Better get to the shops.

You haven't finished your coffee. See you tomorrow.

That nosy old cow Dolly Fletcher's on the line.

She said you'd know what it's about. Shall I get rid of her?

What does she want?

She said to tell you it's about Ruby.

Yeah, put her through.

PHONE BEEPS

'What do you want?' 'I've had Hannah here.

'Rabbiting on about a missing woman.

'Raking up the past.'

'Christ.' 'What's she playing at?'

'Yeah, I'll deal with it. Don't call me again.'

PHONE CLICKS

BEEP

LIFT WHIRRING

MAN GRUNTS

HE CRIES OUT

HE YELLS

MAN GROANING IN PAIN

MAN BANGING ON DOOR

BREATHING RAPIDLY

PANICKED BREATHING

LIFT THUDS

DOORS GRINDING

Help!

Help! HELP!

ALARM BLARES

He took a woman into an alleyway, and she never came out.

No body was found, and there's been no report of a missing woman.

Oh, so she just disappeared into thin air, did she?

Hello?

Stop, please!

You don't go ratting on people to the police.

He's got the police in his pocket, you stupid girl.

You're gonna make it worse.

They're all in on it!

You've not been well, Hannah. You need help.

I thought you were my friend.

Go home. Sort yourself out.

What are you gonna do?

Poke the hornets' nest.