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Six hours ago. He never fully regained consciousness.

You told me he was going to pull through.

I was wrong. But we all get it wrong sometime, don't we?

We'll need to book in a full postmortem as soon as possible.

-What? -This is now a suspicious death.

-And Janet Taylor... -Forget all that!

-How can I forget that? -Because five girls are gone.

Four dead. One's still unaccounted for.

And with this piece of shit dead, we need to figure out

-how we find Leanne Wray, not... -(MOBILE RINGING)

God!

Sorry about all this.

Yes, Win.

Sir, Arlene Brown, Leanne's best mate, she's positively identified

the green VW as the vehicle that took Leanne Wray.

ANNIE: I'll liaise with the coroner's office.

You get him ready for the pathologist as soon as poss. Like, lunchtime?

DR PATTERSON: Yeah, sure.

-WINSOME: Sir? -Hold the witness there.

I'm on my way.

Now he's dead,

if this thing goes to court, Janet Taylor becomes a heroine.

I don't want that.

Payne may have been a killer but we're not a bunch of rednecks.

She was fighting for her life, sir. Payne had sliced open her partner...

If she admits to it, we can deal with it internally.

Avoid criminal proceedings. Confession and resignation.

That's as good as it's going to get for Janet Taylor. Okay?

Get the postmortem and get a confession.

-Sir. -(PHONE RINGING)

Rydell.

Arlene, I'm Detective Chief Inspector Alan Banks.

In your witness statement, you say the car pulled up

and Leanne went over to speak to the driver. Yes?

Yeah. Leanne got in the back of the car and she went.

WINSOME: She got in the back of the car?

That's not what it says in your original statement.

It just says that she got in the car. It doesn't say back or front.

Think carefully, Arlene.

Did Leanne get in the back

or the front of the car?

Back.

Okay, now, I'm Leanne.

All right, now before I get in the back, I'm talking to someone in the car.

Now, am I like this?

Or like this?

-Like that. -He had an accomplice.

-Man or woman? -I don't know. It were too dark.

All right, Arlene. You've helped. You've helped a lot.

There were two of them.

So, if she's not in the house, where is she?

Payne can't tell us, but his accomplice can.

-Who is it? -Lucy.

You saw the set-up in that house, Ken.

He drives his victims home, parks up at the side

and takes them straight through to the cellar.

We know he abused Lucy, controlled her. She's terrified of him.

So terrified, so under his control,

she'd have helped him abduct those girls.

She was probing me to find out how seriously injured Payne was.

Because if he's alive, he can contradict her, incriminate her.

Okay, but we have another suspect, Jackie Wray.

Five girls disappear, all heading home alone after a late night.

Payne and his accomplice get them in an isolated spot, offer them a lift.

Best way to persuade them into a car is to have a woman with you.

Especially a young, pretty girl like Lucy.

Two blokes? No chance.

I'm not ruling it out.

I'll have another crack at Lucy. See how she takes the news

that her husband's dead.

Ken, I want you to run all the rogue prints from Payne's house

against Jackie Wray's. We find the accomplice, we find Leanne.

DR MCKENZIE: There was no resistance.

No sign of defensive wounds to his hands or arms.

It's very simple, really. Marcus Payne was killed

by a series of repeated blows to the head

-while either kneeling or sitting. -(SIGHING)

I'm sorry. About earlier.

We just lost him. I shouldn't have taken it out on you.

I could do with a favour.

I need to re-interview Lucy Payne.

I'd feel more comfortable if there was a female officer present.

Last time I looked, you had eight female officers on your team.

I thought you might like to get involved. Informally.

A bit of CID experience?

I've been tasked with investigating the death of Marcus Payne.

And Lucy Payne was in that house

when the incident you're investigating took place.

Marcus Payne had an accomplice.

Lucy?

Thank you.

Alan.

-I was going to call you. -Why?

I don't know. I just feel safe when you're here.

Is Marcus... How is he?

This is my colleague, Detective Sergeant Annie Cabbot.

Hi.

You usually come alone. Don't you trust yourself with me?

I'm joking.

Sorry. I'm trying to stay sane.

ANNIE: We have evidence that your husband had an accomplice.

Marcus?

No.

He doesn't have friends. He keeps himself to himself. We both do.

He says I'm his best friend.

You think...

Well, you don't think that...

Is that what he told you?

What did he... What did he say I did?

Marcus didn't tell us anything.

He died earlier this morning, Lucy.

The other night. Let's go over it again. You took him down a cup of tea.

He kept the cellar door locked, I'd leave the tea outside.

Same routine every night.

But I never went in. I...

I was too scared. I knew if I went in that he'd hit me.

He was in the garage, getting something from the car.

He left the cellar door unlocked and I couldn't help it.

I looked in and I saw her. And I...

-I tried to run away. -Upstairs?

Yes.

But he caught me and he hit me... I'm sorry.

(SOBBING)

Why didn't he kill you?

You'd just seen a dead girl in his cellar.

He'd killed before. He knew how to kill.

Why not kill you? To stop you from talking?

I don't know.

It's okay, love.

We're here to help you.

For Christ's sake! Do you think we're bloody stupid?

Why didn't he kill you?

You lived with him, day in, day out.

He abducted those girls and brought them back to your house,

where he kept them alive for days while he raped, tortured, then killed them.

And you didn't suspect a thing?

You're telling us that you'd never once been down

to that cellar before the other night? Come on, Lucy!

If you're innocent, if you didn't help him,

you discovered he was a killer and a rapist, why didn't he kill you?

Because...

Because I...

Because I promised him I wouldn't tell.

I loved him. I still love him.

Lucy.

What is it, Lucy?

I came as soon as I could.

Marcus died last night.

(SIGHS)

-Maybe it's for the best. -Not really.

The police, they're saying that Marcus had an accomplice.

They think it was me, Maggie.

No, I wouldn't worry about it, Lucy.

It's because they lost Marcus. They're feeling cheated.

So, now they're looking for someone else to blame.

I need a lawyer. I don't have any money.

Marcus took care of all of that and there's no one else, Maggie.

You're the only one who knows what I'm going through.

-Me? How could I... -He told me about your affair with him.

Boasted about it.

It's okay, don't look so worried.

I forgive you.

You were lonely and pathetic, and Marcus feeds on that.

I won't tell on you.

You're my friend, Maggie.

I need £2,000.

If you could write me a cheque?

Like, now?

Thank you, Maggie.

I know whatever happens, you'll take care of me.

You can go now. I'm tired.

Can I speak to someone, please, like a reporter?

I have... I know things. I have information about Marcus Payne.

-Win, tell them I've approved that. -RYDELL: Inspector.

-Sir. -One of your people

has been talking to the papers.

Oh, no way, sir. Not my team.

Maybe it came from your office.

Now, we've all failed here, Alan. Let's not make it worse, okay?

-I don't know... -BLACKSTONE: Sir.

Excuse me.

DVDs found in Payne's cellar, we've pulled prints from them.

Plenty of Marcus Payne.

But there's a second set on almost every cover.

-Lucy? -Jackie Wray.

Sorry, sir.

Marcus Payne's dead.

The PM report on Marcus Payne.

This worries me, Janet.

Three blows delivered to the top of his head,

while Payne was sitting or squatting.

You can see the depth of the wounds, the angle of the blows,

the position of the victim.

The victim?

How can you call him a victim?

I watched him kill Dennis!

He raped and murdered those other girls and now you're sitting there

calling him a victim. What's wrong with you?

After you handcuffed Marcus Payne, did you hit him?

The man is dead,

as a result of a series of blows from your baton.

-What do you want from me? -Change your statement.

I'm trying to help you, Janet. I can keep this out of court.

An internal disciplinary matter. But you need to tell the truth.

You and Dennis were having an affair.

It's all over the station.

We need to get this sorted, Janet.

I was fighting for my life, for God's sake.

Dennis... Dennis was bleeding.

And it...

It was all spinning and I was really pumped up.

-And I hit him. -While he was handcuffed?

Janet?

While he was handcuffed.

I don't know how many times I hit him.

I just lost it.

And you're prepared to alter your statement to that effect?

There'll be an internal disciplinary hearing

but it stays in-house.

I'm sorry, Janet. I really am.

Your career's gone, but not your life.

You have my word on that.

Jackie Wray?

What, you found our Leanne?

I'm arresting you on suspicion of being an accessory to the murder

-of Kimberley Myers... -What are you talking about?

-What's going on? -...Melissa Horrocks,

-Kelly Matthews and Samantha Foster. -What's going on here?

It's me daughter! Call Bernadette.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(TURNS RECORDER ON)

BANKS: Look at these for me.

All of them.

That turn you on, Jackie?

What about these?

Hardcore porn, ritual, strangulation, torture.

Where's Leanne?

You told me you were going to find Leanne.

Marcus Payne took her.

What... What, she's dead?

We don't know.

Maybe you do.

Marcus Payne had an accomplice.

These were found in Payne's cellar, all with your prints on them.

No, I don't... I don't remember Payne.

I don't remember him.

What are you talking about, Jackie? Of course you remember Payne.

No, I don't. I don't remember him!

You're looking guilty, Jackie.

All right, look, this...

It's a knock-off.

I've got a stall down on Eastvale market.

I sell 'em under the counter,

but I don't remember selling 'em to Payne.

I'm not his accomplice, for Christ's sake!

I had nothing to do with it!

You sold this stuff to Marcus Payne?

That gives a nutter like him permission

to rape, murder and mutilate young girls.

Like it or not, Jackie, and maybe not legally,

but you were Payne's accomplice.

Where's Leanne, eh? Where is she?

'Cause you're supposed to protect us. So where's my Leanne, eh?

You! You're the accomplice!

You and Payne! You killed them girls!

JACKIE: You did it, you! You killed her!

POLICEMAN: Calm down, Jackie. Calm down yourself.

JACKIE: Get back here now, Banks!

You and him, you and Payne. You killed them girls!

You get back here!

(CONTINUES SHOUTING)

(SIGHING)

Sir?

Lucy Payne.

Her real name's Lucy Godwin.

She was one of the children in the Alderthorpe abuse case.

ANNIE: God, all four kids abused by their own parents.

Classic psychopathology.

Sex and violence, inextricably associated.

Emotionally desensitised, drained of empathy.

The abused becomes the abuser.

Lucy's the accomplice.

It's ugly, but it's closure.

(SIGHING)

You realise I'm going to have to use all this to break her?

This isn't about you, Alan.

I was arrested, held overnight and released without charge.

So, name and shame them.

The task force investigating the disappearance of my Leanne

and those four other girls.

They're Chief Superintendent Rydell, Alan Banks.

They have failed the lot of us.

You know, months we've been looking for these missing girls

and then they accuse me of killing me own daughter?

(DOOR OPENS)

Got a new girlfriend?

I need to talk to you.

You can't keep away, can you, Alan?

Is he allowed to talk to me?

JESSICA: That depends.

Jessica Ford. Lucy's solicitor.

Good. I was going to suggest that you get representation.

-I'm taking you in for questioning. -On what grounds?

On the grounds of being involved in the abduction and murder

of Samantha Foster, Melissa Horrocks, Kelly Matthews, Kimberley Myers

and the suspected disappearance of Leanne Wray.

I wouldn't do anything like that.

-Why not? -Because it's wrong.

My friend Maggie thinks you're trying to demonise me because you lost Marcus.

Because you're angry you didn't catch him,

because you failed, Alan.

You only hate me because you hate yourself.

Her friend, Maggie, Margaret Forrest.

She's responsible for this.

LUCY: I thought she was my friend.

She was having an affair with Marcus.

BANKS: There's a lot of press gathering out there.

We'll have a car standing by round the back.

Get her ready for 2:00.

-WINSOME: Mrs Forrest? -I'm in a hurry.

You released information to the newspapers about our investigation.

-Who told you that? -Lucy.

She's blackmailing me.

She alleges you were having an affair with Marcus Payne.

Is there something you want to tell us, Mrs Forrest?

FEMALE OFFICER: Okay, cell B.

(LOCK CLICKING)

Annie, this is Jack Whittaker, CPS. Jack, my favourite DS, Annie Cabbot.

CPS?

Janet Taylor's confession you extracted, it's good work...

It's so good, we can't sweep it under the carpet.

She handcuffed Marcus Payne to the rail and hit him repeatedly with,

quote, "tremendous force."

There was no intent.

That's for a jury to decide.

I talked her into changing her statement.

You told me this would stay internal.

This could make your career. Don't blow it.

Okay, Jack, what's the minimum you'd go for? Justifiable homicide?

It's not self-defence. Voluntary manslaughter?

-How long? -Six to 18 months.

Arrest her, Annie.

DS Cabbot.

(TYRES SCREECHING)

MAN OVER RADIO: Just keep going 347,

we'll stop these reporters and we'll catch you up.

(TYRES SCREECHING)

-Ken! -Oh!

BANKS: Get us out of here! God! LUCY: Oh, my God!

(LUCY GROANS)

(ALAN GASPS)

(GASPS)

Are you okay? Lucy! Are you okay?

Get out of the car, Jackie!

She killed my Leanne!

-She killed her! -Come here.

(GRUNTING)

(SIREN WAILING)

Sir! Sir!

Sir!

-Leave him! -Okay! Okay! Okay, okay.

JACKIE: Why didn't you catch her, eh, Banks? She killed Leanne!

Banks! Get off me!

Arresting her! What are you getting me for?

She killed her.

Janet Taylor, I'm placing you under arrest on suspicion of manslaughter...

What?

I'm sorry, Janet. You're under arrest.

You're not sorry. You're just a treacherous bitch!

-You're drunk, Janet. -So what?

-You'd be drunk if... -Like you were drunk the night

you murdered Marcus Payne. Lab report.

Your coffee was laced with vodka.

You were having an affair with a married man

and when Marcus Payne attacked your married man,

you clubbed him to death in a drunken rage.

So, don't you dare judge me. Get in the car.

How long have you and Marcus Payne been together?

Four and a half years.

How's your daughter?

How did you meet?

In a nightclub. Why?

What attracted you to him?

He satisfied me. Sexually.

And I'm not easily satisfied sexually.

I bet you're the perfect dad.

You claim that Marcus Payne abused you.

Violently? Sexually? Mentally?

He did that with an iron.

Yet, despite that, you were dedicated to him. Devoted.

I did what I was told, for my own good.

What, including the abduction and murder of Samantha Foster...

I bet your daughter adores you. And you love it, don't you?

Did you ever have thoughts about her when she was a little girl growing up?

Growing little titties?

-Where's Leanne Wray? -I've seen the way you look at me.

I don't blame you, Alan. I do that to men.

I bring out the worst in them.

Even good men like you.

And really, there's no such thing as a good man.

Believe me, I know it.

And you know where Leanne Wray is, don't you?

How would I know that?

Alderthorpe.

Hmm.

We know that you're Lucy Godwin.

We also know that you were systematically abused,

beaten, raped.

Kept in a cage for the first 10 years of your life by your family.

They humiliated you.

JESSICA: Inspector!

You, your little brothers,

sisters, cousins.

They took away your childhood. That made you bitter.

Vengeful. Why wouldn't it?

-Excuse me... -And when you met Marcus Payne

and he was just like your father,

your mothers, your uncles, your aunts, you couldn't help yourself, could you?

-I need a word with my client! -You wanted vengeance.

On someone. Anyone.

On Samantha, Melissa, Kelly, Kimberley!

You did it, didn't you, Lucy?

You and Marcus Payne.

You were destroyed, so you destroyed those girls.

You and Marcus. You met...

Did he see it in you? You saw it in him? The dark stuff?

Mmm? You sensed it?

You brought out the worst in each other, didn't you?

Egged each other on.

Do unto others as they did to you.

You did it! Didn't you, Lucy?

Yes, I did it!

Lucy Payne, I'm arresting you

-on suspicion of being an accessory... -No, no.

-...in the murder of Kimberley Myers... -I am not going to prison!

-Lucy, it's okay. -I've told you. I'm not going...

-Lucy. -Lucy.

Lucy.

(ALARM RINGING)

-(LUCY SHOUTING) -JESSICA: It's all right!

-Calm yourself down, love! -No!

-JESSICA: For Christ's sake! -(SCREAMING)

LUCY: Get off me! Don't you fucking touch me!

(SCREAMING)

LUCY: No! Please, no!

She goes back to hospital, but under guard. Okay?

But she did this. And she's going away for it.

And she's going to tell me where Leanne Wray is.

(SOBBING) Please!

LUCY: No! I don't want to!

(KEYS JINGLING)

Lucy's confessed.

I'm sorry. I just moved here to get away from a man...

an abusive man and...

I just didn't want anyone to know I'd been with Marcus.

If my name came up, my husband would find me...

So you went to the papers.

Put the spotlight on Lucy as the accomplice.

I suppose I was right. Lucy is the accomplice.

You could've derailed our inquiry.

You've disqualified yourself as a key witness.

It's possible that Lucy's defence lawyer will argue,

'cause of the story that you fed the papers,

it'll be impossible for her to have a fair trial.

It's possible because of you, a killer will go free.

Your public's waiting.

(REPORTERS CLAMOURING)

(CAMERAS CLICKING)

Shit!

WINSOME: All right!

(INAUDIBLE)

JESSICA: Lucy, this is Dr Keighly.

Lucy.

He wants to talk to you about your relationship with Marcus.

Marcus's world was my world.

When I first met Marcus, it was like he'd always known me.

He liked to hurt me.

He liked to control me,

and he understood how much I needed to be hurt and controlled.

I tried to be normal, ordinary. Felt all wrong.

Marcus knew that. He smelt it.

And he worked on me until I'd do anything he wanted.

You going to eat the last bit of pakora?

-Doesn't this bother you? -What?

Janet Taylor. The way Rydell screwed you over.

Yeah. A bit. And it's a tough break for Janet.

But she did what she did. Like Lucy Payne.

It's not the same.

Come on, Alan, I've had a shit day, so have you.

We're off-duty here.

Why are you a cop?

Oh, I don't know.

Money's decent and I like everything neat and tidy, okay?

Bad guys punished, good guys rewarded.

But I don't live and breathe it because I don't want to end up like...

Me?

LUCY: Marcus used me to get them in the car.

We'd offer them a lift.

And then, once we were in a quiet road, we'd stop on some excuse.

Marcus would get in the back and knock her unconscious.

And then we'd take her home, to the cellar.

Marcus liked me to watch while he raped and strangled her.

That was my role, to watch.

And then I'd help him clean up afterwards.

I felt nothing.

Lucy, can you tell us about Leanne Wray?

And Professional Standards is a bloody ghetto.

Everybody hates you, even when you get it right.

You get it wrong, Janet Taylor being a case in point.

-I want to be doing what you're doing. -No, you don't.

No. You don't. I do.

I'm applying for a transfer into CID.

So, I was wondering if you'd put a word in for me?

(EXHALES)

Ah, so this is the sting?

You get close to me and...

-No! -...sort your career for you?

-It's not like that. -What is it like, then, Annie?

(MOBILE RINGING)

(SIGHS)

Yes, sir?

I'll be right there.

I have to go.

Lucy Payne or rather Lucy Godwin

has been diagnosed as suffering from a condition known asfolie a deux.

That's French, Alan.

Don't be a prick, sir.

Coming from where Lucy came from,

Lucy was vulnerable, ripe, if you like,

to come under the influence of a psycho sexual predator like Marcus Payne.

He groomed her. His disorder became her disorder.

Lucy was not in control of her actions.

She needs treatment, not punishment.

The CPS agree, I agree, the medics agree.

She was in control of her... She's not ill!

For God's sake, Alan.

The adults who were supposed to love and protect her abused her,

degraded her, humiliated her.

There's nothing to be gained in prosecuting Lucy Payne.

(SIGHS)

All we get is a media circus,

another frenzied hunt to find her siblings and cousins,

all living quiet lives under new identities,

and make them relive their nightmare childhood!

What about the families of Lucy Payne's victims?

Marcus Payne's victims.

Those families have closure. Marcus Payne killed their daughters.

We've only found four bodies.

Leanne Wray is still missing!

Apparently, she put up too much of a struggle

once she got in the car, so Payne had to kill her there and then.

Then they had to get rid of the body quickly.

Where?

She hasn't told us,

and you're not the person to ask.

Annie Cabbot.

A woman's touch.

Lucy will cooperate, show us where the body's buried.

And you, Alan... You're taking a month off.

And when you come back,

I'm putting you in permanent command of East Yorkshire CID.

You're the least worst candidate I can find.

(CHATTER ON POLICE RADIO, INDISTINCT)

Sarge! Found her.

Great.

Okay, come on.

Lucy!

Banks! Don't do this.

You lied to me, Lucy.

Banks! Stop this!

-When I said you were involved... -Sir.

-in the abduction, rape and murder... -Sir!

-...of those girls. -Just let her go.

You said you wouldn't do anything like that

and I said, "Why not?

"Why wouldn't you do anything like that?"

And what did you say, Lucy? What was your answer?

-Sir... -Just back off!

All of you!

Why wouldn't you rape, torture and murder those girls, hmm?

What was your answer?

Because... Because it's wrong.

Wrong?

Do you understand what that means?

Do you understand what "wrong" means?

That was Leanne Wray.

She was 17 years old when you and Marcus took her life.

She wrote awful poetry. She fought with her mum.

She loved her stupid moron of a dad.

She stayed out late.

She studied hard because she wanted to be a vet.

She worked in a coffee bar at weekends.

You see, the thing is, Lucy,

she wasn't a saint or an angel, like they said in the papers.

She was an ordinary girl.

Like the others. Flawed.

Daft. Smart.

Human.

Like you, Lucy.

I need you to be better than Marcus.

And your parents, your family. All those animals!

See, that is wrong!

Please.

Lucy, please...

Please help me.

Please feel something.

I want to plead guilty.

I did this.

I'm sorry.

I...

(SOBBING)

Can I have a minute?

Thanks.

(SIGHS)

What did they offer you?

Voluntary manslaughter, if I plead guilty.

Tell them no deal.

I was drunk.

No, you weren't.

Analysis of your coffee.

Hasn't gone into my report yet.

Come on, Janet.

Thank you.

Sir?

I'm recommending you for a transfer, to my unit,

East Yorkshire CID.

You're ambitious, ruthless and amoral.

Every team needs a player like that.