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So, I'm a killer. Thank you all for coming.
It's been one year since the tragic death of Zoe Mason.
Some nerve, showing up here. It's a bloody insult.
Ladies. Any progress?
We're doing what we can with the evidence.
You have to get someone there right away.
He's gone into an alleyway. It's a blind spot.
None of the cameras cover it. There's trouble brewing. Go home.
It's the same man. He had a dagger tattoo on his wrist.
Stop and think about what you're saying.
'I'm not imagining things. He was here.
'You know there's something wrong.'
HINGE SQUEAKS
Help!
Help! Help!
HE GRUNTS
ALARM BLARES
Come on, then!
KNOCKING, DOOR OPENS
Hello, Hannah.
Would you like a coffee?
Would you?
You all right to begin? For all the good it will do.
Right.
This is a witness interview with Hannah Quinn,
conducted by Detective Sergeant Anthony Warden.
All right, Hannah. Can you take me through what happened?
There was a man waiting for me outside my flat.
He attacked me.
Can you describe him?
He had a facemask with a skull on it, just like before.
So you think this is the same man that attacked you
and killed Zoe Mason last year? Yeah.
But you didn't actually see his face on this occasion?
SIGHS No.
So how can you be so sure?
He had a similar build, an identical mask,
and he tried to kill me, so, unless I attract a type,
I'd say it was the same guy, wouldn't you?
Any idea why he attacked you?
I assume because of what I saw on the CCTV last week.
And what was that?
You took a woman into an alleyway, and she never came out.
Getting back to what happened today... No, this is important.
It was the same alleyway where he attacked me.
I know you have your theories, but I searched that location myself.
Barely. No body was found.
And there's been no report of a missing woman.
So she just disappeared into thin air, did she?
That's not what we're here to determine.
Let's not get caught up in some convoluted conspiracy, eh?
Now, let's take it from when you got back to your flat.
SIREN WAILS
Thanks for coming in and reporting this.
Where am I meant to go? He knows where I live.
Haven't you got some friends you can go and stay with?
Amber and Louisa might put me up,
but I've gotta go back to flat and get my meds.
So?
What if he's waiting for me to come back?
I'm not a taxi service.
You're not much of anything, as far as I can tell.
Sorry.
Just scared.
How does your wife like it up north?
I'm sorry? Your wife.
You're wearing a wedding ring. None of your business.
That door was wide open when I left.
Well, go on, then.
I meant to call it in. Oh, give me strength.
Just... stay behind me. All right?
HE SIGHS
Bastards.
This was my parents' flat.
My safe place.
Kind of offended. My laptop's so shit, they didn't nick it.
I'll drop you off at Louisa's. I've got work to do.
Look.
This is the bin you didn't check properly last week,
and that's top I saw the woman on the CCTV wearing.
So if the top's in the bin, where's the body?
Are you sure that's the right top?
If you'd bothered to check the footage, you'd know.
All right. Leave it with me.
LAUGHS Good one.
I said I'll handle it.
Yeah, like you rushed to check the CCTV last week (!)
I didn't have the time, I was up to my eyes in other cases, and...
And what?
I thought you were a crank.
That was probably the first honest thing you've said to me.
Get your things. No.
I need to show you the footage.
I need to prove to you that's what she was wearing.
Will it shut you up?
Unlikely, but you might get the warm fuzzies
for doing the right thing.
DISTANT SIRENS
I think they look good.
SHE SNICKERS What? Be honest.
I'm not sure about those photos any more.
You look mumsy. Well, that's the point. I'm a mum.
Yeah, but not in a good, MILF-y way.
Not in that photo anyway.
You said "honest".
I think it's time to pretend I didn't mean it.
Anything else?
Your daughter's weird friend has got the police station on speed dial.
She's spouting off about a murder to anyone who'll listen.
Has anyone taken it seriously? Course not.
I spoke to Tony Warden.
I hope you were polite. Now, where's the fun in that?
Anyway, he said there's no evidence anything happened.
I think Hannah is just... being a drama queen.
Yeah. Poor thing. She's had a difficult year.
Yeah, well, that's very sad and all,
but we'd be screwed if someone really had been killed
after we put all those bloody cameras in.
Yes. Thanks for your astute political analysis.
Is there anything else I should know about Hannah?
I don't think so.
You've been distant since that woman phoned.
Dolly Fletcher.
What does she want? No, nothing.
I can't protect you if I don't have all the facts.
She just wanted me to have a word with somebody about her bins.
Yeah, thanks, Geri.
I've seen him on the cameras.
Something to do with the dealers.
He surprised them. And all you do is nod at him?
Knowing what he is and proving it are two different things.
That's convenient. It really isn't.
Give me that. Who's sending you retirement cards?
Are you always this bloody nosy?
Keep your hair on.
It's... just some of the lads down the station taking the piss.
They think I'm a bit long in the tooth.
That's what they think of you, is it?
What the hell is that? What is your problem with me?
You don't DO anything. You've had a year,
and you still haven't got the faintest idea who killed Zoe.
That's not true.
Have you ever heard of the name Max Carter before?
No. Who's he? He's a dealer.
Small-time conman,
and extremely violent, by all accounts.
And what of it?
I think he's the man that attacked you and killed your friend Zoe.
You see, I haven't been sitting on my arse all the time.
Why you only show me this now?
Because I've been gathering evidence against him, building a case,
and I didn't need you charging in on some crusade.
How do you know it's him?
He's about the right age and build as the man you described, and...
..he has tattoos.
A dagger on his wrist?
So why isn't he locked up?
He disappeared the night your friend Zoe was killed.
I'm guessing he went somewhere else until the heat died down, but...
..if he is back, you have to keep a low profile.
He's dangerous.
Screw that. I've got a better idea.
What?
How about we catch the bastard instead?
ENGINE STARTS
This is the footage of Max and the woman
approaching the camera's blind spot.
It's the same.
HE SIGHS I told you. We were right there.
We could have found her. Don't gloat.
And it's torn. There must've been a struggle.
So the man who did this is the one who just attacked you?
Yeah.
Well... how many people has he done this to?
He's only ever been sent down for minor offences.
That wasn't what he asked.
Too many.
You grew up on the estate. Yeah.
You've never come across him before?
Just cos I live here doesn't mean I know all the local villains.
Fair enough.
Look, is there any way that that could have been staged,
put on, knowing that you were watching?
No. We swapped shifts last minute.
No-one knew we were here.
Yeah, I had to storm the wizard's fortress that evening.
You get used to it.
Well, it's not exactly a smoking gun.
But? It's a start.
Don't get too excited. We've got a long way to go yet.
Yeah?
Come on, show me the rest of the recording.
So, the budget meeting tomorrow,
if the councillor looks like he's settling in for a monologue,
I'll give you the sign.
What do I do when I see it? Oh, ideally, shoot me in the head.
But I'll settle for anything
that stops me having to listen to him mansplaining how money works.
Hannah. You all right? Yeah.
Well, at least you weren't hurt.
Thanks.
Did Tony Warden drop you off? Yeah.
She's, er, got held up at college. She'll meet us at home.
I'll just get my stuff.
Louisa Bradfield.
How do you know Dolly Fletcher?
She's my cleaner. Why?
She called here earlier. Seemed to upset Louisa.
What's that got to do with me?
Well, they were talking about you.
I can't help you.
Louisa is trying to get herself re-elected.
I can't have her distracted
by whatever mess you've got yourself involved with.
Sounds more like you're looking for a reason to be nosy.
Lou'll win by a landslide, just like last time.
Yeah, but we've got our eyes set on a higher prize.
And I won't let you screw that up.
Have the police find out anything
about that woman you claim was killed?
No.
Good.
You could at least pretend you give a shit.
Why?
Sorry about that. I'm all done.
I can lock up.
Thanks.
Good night. Night.
DISTANT BARKING
Thanks for this. Oh, don't be silly.
You can't go back to your flat
while that man is still on the loose.
Here.
Glass of water? Tea?
Nah. I'm good, ta.
Have you got anything plainer?
SHE LAUGHS What does it matter?
You're going to sleep in it.
You're not going clubbing. That was kind of my point.
I'm up early, as I have a meeting at one of my hair salons.
But I'll leave my mobile on if you need me.
Thanks.
Night. Night.
Have you heard of someone called Max Carlton?
No.
Who's he?
He's the man who killed Zoe.
It's just...
Well, he was a dealer.
I didn't wanna drag it all up,
but you must have bought from someone.
There were a bunch of people we'd use.
I didn't always get their names.
But you knew Zoe's family, right?
God, will you let it go? That man Max was outside my flat.
So unless you want me sleeping on your sofa for the next decade,
I need to get him off my back.
Or you could just leave it alone... and hope that he goes away.
And if he doesn't?
What do you want with Zoe's parents?
If Zoe knew Max, maybe her parents did, too.
Her dad won't talk to you.
I know.
But a friendly face might change his mind.
You know I loved Zoe to bits.
I wouldn't have the life I do now if she hadn't got me into rehab.
But I don't want to keep putting her family through it.
I understand.
You're gonna do it anyway, aren't you?
Course.
Fuck's sake.
Hello, Mr Mason.
Sorry to show up like this.
We just... wondered if we could have a word.
You know Hannah.
What do you want?
I know who killed Zoe.
He's back on the estate. I've seen him.
So, who is this bastard?
He's called Max Carlton.
Have you heard of him before?
No.
Are you sure?
Cos when I came across him that night,
Zoe was helping him rob passers-by.
I think what Hannah means is that Zoe didn't meet him
for the first time that night.
Never heard his name before.
It was a long shot.
We should go.
Do you remember anything about anyone she was hanging round with?
She didn't talk to me about her life.
Not since she started working at that cafe.
Cafe?
On Rose Lane.
That's where my cleaner Dolly works. It was just a Saturday job.
Earn a bit extra.
She started a couple of months before...
Well, before...
What happened to her there?
I don't know.
But she fell in with a bad crowd.
She always spoke highly of you.
Zoe was a lovely person.
She helped me when I had some stuff of my own.
So why did you let her throw her life away like that?
Sorry?
You were her friend.
She helped you.
So why didn't you do the same for her?
I...
I had my own stuff going on. Zoe wasn't my responsibility.
That's not fair.
Fair?
You dare come here
and talk to me about fair?
I know you're grieving, but we're trying to help.
My beautiful daughter... dead.
For someone like you.
You can't tell me that's fair.
That was a mistake.
He's just hurting, looking for someone to blame.
But he's right.
I should have stopped Zoe getting involved with those people.
You were still sorting your own shit out when she took that job.
She wasn't your responsibility. But it was my fault.
What do you mean?
Dealers weren't happy with Zoe for getting me clean.
I think they targeted her to punish me.
How?
I don't know the details,
but they obviously found some way of sucking her in.
She saved my life.
Some friend I was in return.
Why didn't you tell me this?
Cos I'm fucking ashamed... all right?
Go home, sort yourself out.
What are you gonna do?
Poke the hornet's nest.
SOFTLY: Hey.
They did this to her.
It wasn't your fault.
I need to talk to you about Zoe. Don't know a Zoe.
She used to work here.
Oh. Zoe.
You've been coming round my flat for months,
and you never once mentioned that you knew her.
You paid me to empty the bins and dust round the place.
The rest ain't my business.
Do you know who Max Carlton is?
Keep your voice down, will you?
Did Zoe meet her when she was working here?
It's more than my life is worth
to start talking about Max behind his back.
Well, I'm not leaving till you tell me what the score was
between him and Zoe. I'm in no rush.
He used to come in here sometimes.
One day, he took a shine to Zoe.
Knew she was broke, offered her some work on the side.
What kind of work?
Legit stuff at first.
But then gradually more and more dodgy,
till she was trapped.
And you were all right with that?
I didn't let any funny business happen on the premises.
Once they were out that door, it weren't my responsibility.
But you could have called the police.
SNIGGERS
He's got the police in his pocket, you stupid girl.
All I'd have done is got myself killed.
Kept out of it.
You should, too.
Amber'll meet us there. Can't say she's thrilled about it.
We just need as many warm bodies as we can get.
She can sulk about how draining beauty college is later.
I'm not sure I like you talking about my daughter like that.
It only hurts cos it's true.
Tony.
Hi. I'm, erm... I'm after a favour.
What do you need? I wondered if you wouldn't mind
looking through some council records for me?
What sort of records?
Whatever you've got on a Max Carlton.
I wanna find out if he's been claiming any benefits,
something that will show that he's been active in the area recently.
You could find that out at the station.
Not without leaving a trail.
What are you playing at?
I don't wanna tip anybody off until I've got exactly what I need.
Yeah, that assumes we believe you're not bent, of course.
I know I'm not your favourite person, Geri.
At least Louisa's more reasonable and not such a pain in the arse.
Talk about being damned with faint praise.
We can't go giving out private information.
If you're legit, then go through the proper channels.
Louisa, this is to do with Zoe Mason's murder.
Oh.
Carlton was involved, I'm sure of it.
Tony, I would love to help.
But while I'm running for re-election,
I have to do things by the book.
Have a good afternoon, Tony.
I'm sorry I couldn't help.
Louisa.
I feel like I've just punched a kitten. Ignore him.
Come on, you've an election to win.
Are you sure you should be here? I'm fine. Stop fussing.
Any fresh sightings of Hot Guy?
If you need anywhere to stay while all this is going on...
Oh. Amber and her mum are gonna put me up.
Oh.
You could do me a favour, though.
Get me a black Americano from the place down the road.
I always spill it when I go over the bloody kerb. Sure.
PHONE VIBRATES
Hello?
Who is this?
MAN ON PHONE: 'You've been looking for me.'
Max?
'I don't like people nosing around in my business.'
I just want you to leave me alone. We can do a deal.
'No deals. You fuck with me, you pay the price.'
What do you mean?
'Watch the cameras. I'm gonna get one of your friends.'
What do you mean, my friends?
'Hang up, and I'll get another.
'Call the police, another.'
Oh, God. 'Don't think I won't.'
Come on.
Where are you?
Stop, please!
HE LAUGHS
What is wrong with you, you limp-dicked bastard?
LAUGHING CONTINUES
I'll stop, I promise.
I'll tell the police I made it up, that I just wanted attention.
'Nice, clean flat you've got.'
HE LAUGHS
Oh, no, Dolly.
I see you.
Please don't hurt her. 'Or what?'
What do you want? I'll do anything.
'Turn on your video.'
There.
'Delete the recording of me from last week, the whole evening.'
Don't know how to do that. 'Stop fucking with me.
'Delete it, permanently.'
All right, all right.
'Let me see.'
'Ticktock, ticktock, ticktock, ticktock, ticktock. Do it.'
There. I've done it. Please don't hurt them.
'Oh, it's too late.' No!
'You got the message? Back the fuck off.'
I hear you.
HE LAUGHS
You ruined Zoe's family, you know.
Why'd you do that? What do you get out of it?
'Don't make me call you again.'
Where are you, Max?
HANG UP TONE
Oh, come on, come on, come on.
There you are.
Gotcha.
CASHIER: There you are. Sweet or salt?
What are we doing here? You said it was an emergency.
I overexaggerated.
I just don't like seeing movies by myself.
The Dead And The Dying? Are you shitting me?
It's good. Probably.
I just need something to keep my mind off things.
It already started.
I'm very sure we'll catch on.
Come on, my treat.
Your treat, my arse.
You got a carer's ticket.
You don't have to look caring or wipe my bum or anything,
so... it's a win-win for everyone.
Why do you want to see this?
GUNFIRE, EXPLOSION
What the hell is going on? Shh.
Who's that? WHISPERING: Watch the movie.
Who?
Guess.
Oh, my God, Hannah, what did you call him for?
I didn't. What the hell's he doing here?
We shouldn't be here.
Shh. They're in on it together. It's dangerous.
So is leaving my flat and walking in the street.
These bastards have ruined my life. Don't do that.
I need to get proof that Warden's bent.
They all are.
What difference does another crooked cop make?
He stopped his men from searching that last bin.
He made sure they didn't find
the missing woman's body. Put that thing down.
Is he giving Max money?
What's he paying him for?
Come on, let's go.
You can't even hear what they're saying.
Do you wanna get closer? No. Find out? No.
Simon from work can lip-read. Can he also see in the dark?
Cos I'm here, and I can't see their lips.
We should get out of here.
Where's he gone?
Shit!
Where'd he go?
What if he's waiting outside? What if he's behind us?
Is this all big game to you?
No. Why did you bring me here?
Because I didn't know who else I could trust.
You always take things too far. Selfish cow.
We're on to something. Can't you see that?
No, and I don't care.
He killed our friend and got away with it,
and now he's murdered another woman,
and the police won't even admit it happened, and it's not right.
What is wrong with you?
You've already got Zoe killed, and you still won't stop.
That's not fair. You're so bloody stubborn.
Why didn't you just stay in the taxi that night?
If you hadn't got out and pushed home,
Zoe would still be alive. I didn't kill her. Max did.
You always have to have things your own way.
Once you get an idea in your head, you just cant stop.
We can't let him get away with it.
I'm begging you. Move on.
Because I can't take any more of this.
I can't let it all have been for nothing.
Then you're on your own.
How did you know where I lived?
I literally spy on my neighbours for a living.
What do you want?
I think you might be in danger.
Why?
Please can we not do this on your doorstep? It's not safe.
What have you done? Pissed off Max.
You stupid cow.
Get in.
DOG YAPS
At least someone's pleased to see me.
Keep your paws off my bloody dog.
The way you're going, you'll get the poor thing murdered.
Max threatened to hurt you earlier to get at me.
I'm worried he'll do it again.
How did I get mixed up in this? I only clean your bloody flat.
Max isn't exactly a very rational person.
Have you got any coffee?
Kettle's in there.
Don't use the milk, though. I'm not made of money.
Where are you going?
Need to get this dog out before he shits everywhere.
But didn't you hear me? You're in danger.
I won't be scared in my own hometown.
Stay here. Don't touch anything, don't let anyone in.
Just stop being... you.
Come on, Wolf. DOG YAPS
KEYBOARD CLACKS
PHONE RINGS
Louisa Bradfield's office.
DOLLY ON PHONE: 'It's Dolly Fletcher.
'I need to speak to her.'
What's it concerning?
She knows.
'Is it about Ruby again?'
I'm Louisa's right hand.
Anything you say to her, you can say to me.
She doesn't trust you that much, dear. Now put me through.
Well, she's gone home.
Is this to do with Hannah?
CLATTERING
SHE GRUNTS
Argh!
SHE BREATHES HEAVILY
SHE CRIES OUT
SHE GASPS
No, no, no, no, no!
BANGING ON DOOR
SHE GASPS
WOMAN: What's going on in there?
HE BREATHES HEAVILY
DOG YAPS
Ugh!
Argh!
SHE BREATHES HEAVILY
DOG YAPS
HE CHOKES
GURGLING
CHOKING STOPS
DOLLY GRUNTS
What have you done?
Hannah, how could you? Oh, shut up!
This is not Max.
You stupid, stupid girl!
I should never have let you in.
How could you do this to me? Get away from me!
You told them where I was.
What? No.
Liar. That's why you went out.
I swear.
You can't go.
Move.
You're not thinking straight.
Move!
DISTANT SIREN
Look, it's just a misunderstanding.
Must be.
Er... I've got to go.
Hi.
SHE BREATHES SHAKILY
Are you hurt?
Can I do anything?
Hey. SHE SOBS
Hey, it's all right. You're safe.
You're safe.
Now, what happened?
Hannah?
I killed someone.
SHE SOBS
TONY: 'There's been a serious incident
'involving a local drug dealer.'
We suspect she killed him, and I need to bring her in
for questioning.
'You can't keep running from this. You're gonna make it worse.'
'I can't defend myself if I'm locked in a cell. They're all in on it.'
Come back to the station with me, and we can work this out.
I don't trust you. You let Max's cronies get to me.
I am one of the good guys, believe me.
It's usually the bad guys who feel the need to say that.
If you don't help me get her off the streets now,
and she finds Carlton, he will kill her.
Try The Red Lion. Ask for Chris.
You don't get it, do you?
See, you were dead the moment you rolled through them doors.
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