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(GASPS)

(PANTING)

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

(GURGLING)

(BLOOD DRIPPING)

(CLOCK BELLS RINGING)

(MOBILE RINGING,
ANNIE GROANING)

Ah, shut up.

Hello?

Annie, it's Alan.

I need your help.

A call just came in.
A body's been found
up on Eastvale Moor.

I don't have all
the details yet.

It's stupid o'clock
on a Sunday morning.

It's my first
day off in a month.

It's 10:30.

This is your chance to
lead an investigation, SIO.

What, for a lost rambler?

Have you got
something better to do?

Is that any of your business?

That isn't what I meant.

Look, Eastvale Moor
is your territory.
You take it.

I can't.
We think we might have
a body off one of the alleys

of the main
square in Eastvale.

Shit!

Give me a couple of minutes.

(SIGHS)

A bloke called Timothy
Randall reported finding
the body at 8:15 this
morning.

It's his storeroom, sir.
He owns the gift
shop on the square.

What was he doing
at his storeroom?

Said he was going
to do a stock-take.

At 8:15 on a Sunday morning?

(EXHALES)

Do we know was the door locked
before she was put in there?

Yeah, Randall said it was.

Morning, Doctor.

Banks.

Oh,
is that all she was wearing?
It's bloody freezing.

Kids today.

BURNS: The cold would have
slowed down rigor mortis,

but I'd say she was killed
after midnight.

Maybe as late as 2:00,
not likely later.

Do you think she
was killed in here?

BURNS: Looks like it.

I'd say strangulation was
the probable cause of death.

There's a chance someone
could have heard something.

I doubt it.

(GROANS)

There's a fair chance
she was raped as well.

So she wouldn't have ended up
in this position herself?

BURNS: No.

Based on the lividity pattern,

I'd say that he'd
moved her some time
after he killed her.

So why would
the sod who did this

have gone through the trouble
of making it look
like she was sleeping?

Hayley Daniels.

(LAUGHING)

I'll pull it in.

Juicy one, isn't it, sir?

Please, don't do that, Kevin.
You're not that type.

Track down
the local sex offenders.

Everyone on the books
and those that we
think should be.

-Yes, sir.
-Don't go yet.

One witness, a newsagent,
said he saw Randall go into
the alley at 8:05.

-8:05?
-By the square's clock.
It's accurate.

But you said Randall
reported the body at...

8:15.

So why did it
take him 10 minutes

to walk from
the alleys entrance
to his storeroom

when it only
took us 30 seconds?

Kevin, there's CCTV
cameras everywhere.

Get everything you can on
last night, every entrance
in,
every exit out.

Now you can go.

Sir?

Her name's Hayley Daniels.

You inform the family.
I'll go and see Randall.

(SIGHS)

Been here before, haven't we?

Yeah.

What possible harm could she
have been to anyone?

I'll bet she wasn't always
in a wheelchair.

Hmm.

You got an ID on her?

Uh, no. No ID, no money.

No jewellery, rings,
nothing on her at all.

Ma'am.

How old do you think she is?

Hard to tell, ma'am.

But no doubt the sort
of injury that would have
put her in the chair,

that would have aged her.

But look past the hair
and the complexion,

I'd say no older than you.

Right, yes, very good.

First day as SIO,
but can we keep
this focused pleased?

You found a weapon?

Not so far.

Well, what type do
you think was used?

Well, I'd say a thin,
very sharp blade.

Maybe a straight razor
or a surgical instrument.

Ma'am.

Three residential care homes
in the area.

The nearest one's
a few miles away,
a place called Mapston Hall.

Why here?

Someone's killed her
in the exact place that

Marcus and Lucy Payne
buried their last victim.

'Cause it's a remote spot.

I mean, that's why
those two chose it.

I suppose it
could be a copycat.

Or some sick
sod's idea of a joke.

Just what you've
always wanted, Annie.

Your own murder.

(BELL TOLLING)

RANDALL:
I could see my storeroom
had been broken into.

I thought she was just
sleeping at first, poor
girl.

BANKS: Very dedicated of you,
Mr Randall,

to be working so early
on a Sunday morning.

Sign of the times.

I had to let my help go,

so I'm at the shop now
from Monday to Saturday.

Sunday's my only
chance to catch up.

Otherwise I'd be in church.

It's a very small storeroom.

Couldn't you do your
stock-taking after church?

My dear wife
passed away a year ago.

I suppose I try to find ways
to keep busy.

And between you
and me, Mr Banks,

I don't mind an excuse
to miss church now.

They mean well, but there's
such a thing as
too much sympathy.

How often do you
do a stock-take?

Oh, monthly.

So your records would show
that you did one a month ago?

Yes.

Do you mind if I have a look?

What time is it,
please, Mr Randall?

Uh, 11:43.

It's a 30-second walk

from
the entrance to the alleys
to your storeroom.

You say you found
the body at 8:15.

Yes, I checked my watch.

Force of habit.

But you were seen going
into the alleys at 8:05.

So what happened in those
extra 10 minutes, Mr Randall?

I didn't know there were
an extra 10 minutes.

I didn't know any
of this until you...

No. You made a point
of checking your watch.

And I know it's accurate
because you just
told me the time.

So what did you do in those
extra 10 minutes, Mr Randall?

I lost my wife last year,
so if I'm a bit confused...

You're not confused. You lied.

I certainly did not!

-Did something
happen last night?
-Last night?

Did something
happen last night

that made you rush back
to your
storeroom this morning?

No!

No, I've had a hell of a
shock
to my system.

By rights, I should...

(CHILDREN ARGUING)

-It's mine!
-No, it's mine!

-Give it back now!
-No!

Pack it in or
I'll come up there
and belt you.

BOY: Give me it!
GIRL: No.

WOMAN:
Just let Michael have it
for five minutes!

GIRL: It's mine, isn't it?
BOY: Give me it!

-(SIGHS)
-Bloody kids.

Why do we bother, eh?

Mrs Daniels,
is your husband home?

No.

He's at a sales convention
all weekend. Why?

I really need to speak
to your husband as well.

Has something happened?

Mrs Daniels,
I'm sorry, but we've...

We've found the body of a girl

we believe could
be your daughter.

(CHILDREN ARGUING)

I need you to see
if you could identify her.

BOY: Mom! Mom! It's not fair.

(SOBBING)

The front desk think that the
room phone might
be off the hook.

Mr Daniels hasn't
checked out yet.

He might have
gone without paying.

They try that sometimes.

We have got his details,
though.

Right.

Who the bloody hell are you?

-Police.
-(DOOR SLAMS)

Are you Geoff Daniels?

Yeah.

And you'd better have a
bloody good
reason for being here!

Geoff!

Geoff!

I love you.

Just call me if you need me.

Not your usual NHS set-up.

Where the rich
dump their relatives
they don't want any more.

Anyone who leaves the building
with a friend or relatives

has to be signed
out when they leave

and signed back in
when they return.

And usually we have a few out
on a Sunday morning,

but the weather's
been so unsettled.

Right,
there was one signed out
at 9:00 this morning,

not been signed back in.

Karen Drew, signed out
by someone named Mary.

That's right. I authorised it.

But they must be back.

Mary said they'd only be out
for an hour.

Did Mary tell you her surname?

Oh,
I'm sorry, I can't remember,

but it'll be right
there in the book.

It's illegible.

Is it possible that
Karen Drew is back
and not been signed in?

It's possible.

Right. I'd like the names and
addresses of her
next of kin, please.

They'll be in
the front office.

Ken. And I'd like
to see Karen's room.

What did Mary look like?

There was a sudden downpour.
We had to get everyone in.

So I didn't really look.

Did Mary arrive
with anyone else?

No. She was on her own.
She seemed so nice.

Oh, God. It must be a mistake.

Karen must be
back in her room!

(SIGHS)

There's no
personal stuff here.

It's not that unusual.

Some of our
clients have no contact
with the outside world at
all.

How did Karen
react to the idea
of a walk with Mary?

What do you mean?

Well, did she seemed pleased?
Do you think Karen knew Mary?

But you don't understand.

Karen was here because
a drunk driver hit her.

She was completely paralysed.

She couldn't
communicate at all.

Just loads of medical stuff
in her file.

No next of kin.

Only point of
contact is a solicitor
that pays for it all.

Could be for money.
It's not cheap
keeping someone here.

If it was for money,
why not push her off a cliff?

Why take her miles out to
Eastvale Moor
and cut her throat?

And why in that exact spot?

BANKS:
So, here's what we know.

Hayley's last night was
a bit of a pub crawl.

She started off with five
or six of her friends
from Eastvale College

over there at the Red Lion.

What time did she get there?

Just after 7:30, sir.

They stayed for
about two hours.

The barmaid reckons they had
about three or
four pints each.

Including Hayley?

She reckons Hayley
had had the most.

Well,
the tox report showed she had
amphetamine in her system.

She could've probably
drunk us all under the table.

Did anything happen there?

Sounds like they were getting
a bit rowdy.

Hayley was attracting
a lot of male attention,

not that you can blame anyone,
the way she was dressed.

Prat.

All right, that's enough.

You three, retrace her steps,
starting at the Red Lion.

Talk to as many
of the men who were
staring at Hayley as you can.

Then do the rest of the pubs.

Let's focus, shall we, Kevin?

-Where next, Win?
-The Bay Horse.

They had about three or four
more pints each.

But the barman
refused to serve Hayley,

said she'd been shouting,
been obnoxious with
lots of customers.

Did she get into any fights?

No. Barman said
her friends took her out.

-Where next?
-The Black Bull.

Have you talked to the barman?

Not yet,
sir, he wasn't around.

The next place they were seen
was at the Bar None

on the other
side of the alleys,
but Hayley wasn't with them.

BANKS: Right. That's Hayley
leaving the Black Bull
with her friends.

She clearly doesn't want to go
on to the Bar None.

Do we have anyone going in
or out of the alleys by
any other route?

Not yet, sir, but we've
still a few to check.

Is there any
other way in or out
that isn't covered by CCTV?

Well, some of the bars have
back entrances
that aren't covered.

I did find this, sir.

That's Jamie Morden,
the barman at the Black Bull.

It's 2:30 in the morning.

The Black Bull's
licensed till midnight.

Two and a half
hours to clean up?

Right. I'll talk
to Hayley's friends,

find out why they were arguing
outside the Black Bull

and why she went
into the alleys alone.

Now, Hayley had
condoms in her handbag.

Maybe she was going on
to meet a boyfriend.

It's worth keeping in mind.

Win, go back to Hayley's
parents, see if they can
fill
in any of the gaps.

Kevin, you go with Winsome.

Then go back to
the Black Bull,
talk to Jamie Morden,

find out why he was
locking up so late

and if anything happened
while Hayley was in there.

Sir.

BANKS: Okay.

Are you sure
you're going to be all
right?

Thanks, Malcolm.
I'll see you tomorrow.

Goodbye.

Uh, sorry. Can I help you?

DCI Alan Banks.

Are you one of their dads?

No, Malcolm Austin, I used to
teach Hayley at
Eastvale College.

Look, um, I'm not sure
this is a good time.

They're all really upset.

I have done this before.

Unfortunately.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Uh, you were all
arguing with Hayley
outside the Black Bull.

Hayley wanted to go
for a pee in the alleys.

And we were like,
"Don't be so scuzzy."

But she was all,
"Don't tell me what to do."

And that's all
the argument was.

Then she went into
the alleys and...

Why didn't she wait until
you went to the Bar None?

She wasn't coming
to the Bar None.

Well, why didn't she use
the toilets in the pub where
you'd just been?

The toilets are out of order.

You asked the barman if she
could use the toilet
upstairs,
didn't you?

Stuart?

STUART: Yeah, um...

He said okay, fine,
she could use the bog.

But he'd have to come up
to the flat with Hayley.

Why?

Make sure she didn't
pass out or something.

Hayley was hammered
and she lost it with him.

In what way?

Yelling at him,
"Dickhead, twat."
I don't know, stuff like
that.

BANKS: And how did
the barman take that?

Just said we should leave.

Could Hayley have been going
to meet a boyfriend?

Hayley didn't
have a boyfriend.

And you all spent the evening
together in the Bar None?

Yeah. All night.

GEOFF: I have to talk to them.

Be brave.

For Hayley.

(DOOR CLOSING)

Everything all right, love?

I was just
asking your wife, sir,

if Hayley might have been
heading to a boyfriend's on
Saturday night.

Hayley didn't
have a boyfriend.

Where you aware
that she carried
condoms in her bag?

Hayley was 18.

You've come here
to drag our name
through the mud, have you?

Why would we go
through her bag?

Please understand.
This isn't personal.

You're saying if we'd known
more about her,
she wouldn't be dead!

I'm not saying...

If Hayley had a boyfriend,
she would have told Donna

and Donna would have told me.

We don't have
secrets in this family!

(SCOFFS)

-What's that supposed to mean?
-It doesn't mean anything.

I told you, these bastards
aren't here to help us!

Go on,
sod off, the pair of you!

(DOOR OPENING)

(SOBBING)

(DOOR CLOSING)

(DOOR OPENING)

Sorry.

We haven't met.

DCI Alan Banks.

Elizabeth Waring.

This bruising here indicates
he knelt on her
while he strangled her.

These bruises indicate
he strangled her manually,

from the front. No ligature.

Like this.

You're sure it was a man?

Hayley suffered
multiple vaginal lesions,

indicating she was raped.

Any chance of DNA?

I've swabbed her body,
externally and internally,

and sent samples to the lab.

Was she restrained?

There's no
significant bruising
to the wrists or ankles.

Did she struggle?

These people don't need
to tie up their victims.

They tell them they know
where their families live,

or give them a sliver of hope
they won't kill
them when it's over.

They've got a million ways

of making their victims do
what they want.

Yes. I was thinking of DNA
under the fingernails.

I don't think we
should hold out
too much hope.

As you can see,
Hayley bit her
nails to the quick.

Sorry.

Shall we get some air?

-You new to the job?
-Yeah, six months in.

Are you going to
tell me that in time
I'll learn to disconnect?

I'd be lying if I did.

What did you do before?

I was a doctor
in a trauma unit.

Well, why the switch to here?

Surely there, there must have
been some hope.

My unit specialised
in violent injuries.

Horrible stuff,

the worst.

I got to the point where I
couldn't take
another victim dying.

Sorry, I still don't follow.

Surely every victim
that comes to you here...

But I can help them here.

What I couldn't take
was knowing the dead could
never point a finger

at the people
who'd killed them.

I wanted to use my skills
to try and make their wounds

speak for them.

If that makes any sense.

Yes, it does.

Then someone like Hayley
comes in and I wonder if
bringing them to justice

is worth anything.

It feels like that
sometimes,
doesn't it?

SOLICITOR:
What can I do for you?

We'd like to talk to you
about your client, Karen Drew.

I'm not going to divulge
information about my client.

Why not?

If I told you that,
you'd know why I
can't tell you.

Right, now you've got that
off your chest,

I'm not sure Karen Drew
would care about

client
confidentiality right now.

We just found her
body on the moors.
Someone slit her throat.

So, names and addresses
of her next of kin, please.

Karen Drew
wasn't her real name.

It was Lucy Payne.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

-Annie.
-Hey.

Not disturbing you, am I?

No, it's good to see you.

Not interrupting anything?

No.

Um...

-Glass of wine?
-No, no, I'm good.

Not a social call, then?

Alan, I wanted you to
hear it from me first.

The body you sent me out to
on Eastvale Moor,

it was Lucy Payne.

What you mean,
another Lucy Payne?

No.

Just fuck off!

All of you.

Lucy Payne admitted to
and was found guilty by a jury

for the abduction and
murder of five girls.

Lucy Payne's in
prison for life.

They'd have told
me if she'd escaped.

It can't be her.

Two weeks into her sentence,
Lucy was attacked
by fellow inmates.

-Because they recognised her?
-Probably.

-So they just let her go?
-No.

Social Services
gave her a new name,

a cover story
and hid her in Mapston Hall.

Her attackers,

they chucked bleach
on her, cut her up,

severed her spinal cord.

She was paralysed for life.
She couldn't talk,
walk, communicate.

They didn't
even recognise her.

Lucy Payne
confessed to her crime.
She accepted justice.

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

What was your answer?

Help me.

Please.

Feel something.

I want to plead guilty.

Justice failed!

Alan,
I know what it did to you

when you got her to admit
she knew what she'd done.

But someone took her out,
slit her throat,

while she was sat in a
wheelchair, paralysed,

unable to defend herself,
and that's wrong,

whatever she did.

And it needs to
be investigated.

Yeah.

You sure?

No, I'm driving.

You don't have to.

I meant,
you could take a taxi.

Yeah, um, I need a clear head
for the morning.

I'm going to
take this to Rydell.

Get the back-up I
need to do the job.

Well, you know who
the suspects are.

The families of
Lucy Payne's victims.

The job will be to bring up
all that grief
and misery again.

I know.

I'm going to do my job, Alan.

Can I count on you?

Yeah.

Lucy Payne
didn't deserve that.

-Morning, Annie.
-Morning.

BANKS: No wonder
you didn't recognise her.

What with the scarring
and the new identity?

BANKS: Which didn't work.

Do you want to run this one?

No.

Think I'm done
with Lucy Payne.

Sir.

Barmaid at the Red Lion said
she saw an old bloke

stare at Hayley the whole time
she was there.

Thought he was
a local shopkeeper.

Timothy Randall.

I'll catch you up.

You all right, Kevin?

What did you get
from Jamie Morden
at the Black Bull?

He's my first call
this morning, sir.

Is this about Hayley?

Drinking won't help,
mate, believe me.

It'll just make things worse.

It's just getting to me.

Hayley's killer is still
out there and we aren't
getting anywhere.

We go through
all the evidence,

we're thorough and methodical,

we eliminate,
then we go
through it all again.

We'll catch Hayley's killer.

It's our job.

(SHOP BELL RINGING)

(DOOR CLOSING)

Not happy to see us,
Mr Randall?

I've told you
everything I know.

Did you go for a drink
when you finished
work on Saturday?

I went for a couple
at the Red Lion, yes.

Didn't tell us everything,
then.

I didn't see it was relevant.

Right.

See Hayley Daniels
while you were
in there, did you?

Well, how would I know that?
I wouldn't have
recognised her.

Sir,
I'm very sorry about this.

I should think so, too.

It's just
the barmaid said she saw you

ogling Hayley.

I was doing no such thing!

BANKS: Oh, come on.

Young,
beautiful girl like that?

I bet you'd set your sights
on her right from the start,
hadn't you?

You can't speak
to me like this.

You lied to the police
in the course of
an investigation.

No. I said I
didn't recognise her,
not that I didn't notice
her.

There's a difference. I mean,
how could anyone
not notice her?

All bare legs and tummy and...

And?

You just hung
around for a few hours

and then followed her
into the alleys, is that
it?

I've tried my
best to help you.

I'm not saying another word

without my solicitor.

Hello?

-Jamie Morden?
-Yeah.

You from the police?

Yeah.

So, rough night in here
Saturday night, was it?

No, it was average.

I mean, apart from the girl
who got killed was here.

That's why you're here, right?

-Did you know her?
-Hayley Daniels.

Not really, no.

She'd come in with her mates
a couple of times a month,

but I can't say I knew her.

Have you got
the bastard who did it?

How were they when
they were in here?

Drunk, of course.
It was Saturday night.

Did anything happen?

Oh, you mean
the bogs being blocked?

Yeah, she wanted to use
the toilet upstairs.

I said she could, but

I said I'd come up
with her as well.

I didn't want her
puking all over the place.

No disrespect to the dead,
but she was
drunk off her tits.

So she goes ballistic at me,
telling me not to
tell her what to do,

which I hadn't anyway.

And is that all
you said to her?

How do you mean?

Well, that you just wanted
to go upstairs

to make sure she
didn't wreck it?

Of course that's all I said
or
I would have told you,
wouldn't I?

This is
a murder investigation.

So I'll ask the questions,
then
you answer them. You got that?

Aye.

Morden says he
didn't leave the pub
until 2:30 in the morning

because he was
cleaning the toilets up
after vandals, sir.

How many exits from the pub
into the alleys at the back?

Well, there's the back door
and the beer cellar,

but they're both
covered by CCTV.

He didn't show up on anything
until we got him
cycling off at 2:30.

-Anything else?
-He's cocky.

But his story matched the one
Stuart Kinsey gave us.

He was just a little bit
vague on what Hayley called
him when she lost it.

If that means anything, sir.

Well, even if it did,
everything's
covered by cameras.

Right, back on
with the surveillance.

And Kevin, it's good work.

Hit on Stuart Kinsey, sir,
one of Hayley's friends.

He was
cautioned six months ago
for dealing speed.

Maybe that's where
Hayley got hers from.

Kevin, come with me.

Stuart, Stuart.

Oh, don't run!

Kevin!

(GRUNTS)

BANKS: Why were you running
out of the alleys
the night Hayley died?

All right, yeah.

After we got to the Bar None,

I felt crap about
Hayley going alone
in the alleys.

I said I was going to the bar

and nipped out through
the back, just to make
sure she was okay.

So why didn't
you tell us this?

You knew Hayley
was high on speed
because you gave it to her.

You went back there because
you knew she was
vulnerable and alone.

What?
You think I killed Hayley?

Did you, Stuart?

No! I'd never do anything
to hurt Hayley.

I was in love with her.

Did Hayley know this?

I told her, yeah.

WINSOME: Did she reject you?

-How did that make you feel?
-How do you think?

BANKS:
Don't know, you tell us.

-Angry?
-No, no, no, stop!

None of this is true.

Right, this is what I've got.

You were feeling humiliated
because Hayley rejected you.

You lied to us
about going into
the alley to follow Hayley.

And we've got you on CCTV
running out of the alley

two minutes after Hayley
was raped and murdered.

So if that's not the truth,
you'd better tell us what
is!

All right!

I went back because I thought
Hayley had a boyfriend.

I went into the alleys to
see
if she was meeting him.

I wanted to know who he was.

-And did you find her,
Stuart?
-No. No, please. I swear.

I looked for her,
but she wasn't there.

Why did you run?

I heard a door slam.

And a...a muffled scream.

I could have saved Hayley.

It's okay.
You couldn't have known
what was happening.

Do you have any idea
who Hayley's
boyfriend might be?

A few weeks ago,

I bumped into Hayley
in a pub out of town.

She was with Malcolm Austin,

our tutor.

They were sitting in a corner

and Malcolm
practically had his tongue
down Hayley's throat.

(GROANS)

MAN: Hey, mate!

-Hey.
-Hey! Hey!

Hey, get off him, mate.

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

You all right?

Leave it.

(SCREAMS)

What were you thinking?

Is he hurt badly?

No. You'll probably get off
with common assault.

What good are you
to your family in prison?

They need you!

Right.

If it was your kid
raped and strangled,

tell me you wouldn't
have done the same.

Nothing from the families
of Lucy Payne's victims, then?

Oh, we got plenty.

Mainly that
the police let them down
but God didn't.

Aye. And they hoped
Lucy Payne suffered.

Justice done, as far as
they're concerned.

Dr Waring.

You're here for
the case review?

Yes. And Elizabeth, please.

Elizabeth. Yes, this way.

RYDELL: Rape and murder
of a young girl
on our doorstep.

So what now, Alan?

Well, it is possible
that Hayley was going

to spend the night
at her tutor's house.

Malcolm Austin, sir.

We're getting
background on him.

And then we'll see what he has
to say for himself.

KEVIN: Sir?

BANKS: Yes, Kevin.

It's just...
The killer wore a condom.

Doesn't that
suggest forward planning?

I mean,
couldn't Hayley Daniels be
the first in a series?

Well, I've dealt
with serial killers.
They're not common.

Most murders
are opportunistic.

Yes, but isn't this
more about the location?

I mean, surely he just
waits in the alleys.

He knows a victim
will always come by.

Kevin...

Shouldn't we have men
on the alleys, sir?

I think he has a point.

As DCI Banks pointed out,

the killer
carefully placed Hayley
on her side.

In my experience,
one-off killers
don't go to such trouble.

In the cases that
I've dealt with,

where similar
attempts have been made
to cover up a murder,

it's because the killer acted
on impulse and then panicked.

In the case of Hayley Daniels,

I'm not looking at
a controlled or
practised killer.

Hayley was a wonderful,
bright young woman.

We've decided to award
her diploma posthumously.

It'll mean a lot
to her family and...

Mr Austin, where were you
on Saturday night?

Me?

I was out with friends, why?

Can you give us their names?

Actually, um, I was in. Sorry.

Were you in or out, Malcolm?

In. Sorry. Watching telly.

-With anyone?
-No.

Waiting for Hayley?

No.

(SCOFFS) Why on
Earth would I be
waiting for Hayley?

Because we've been told that
you and Hayley
were having an affair.

(MOBILE RINGING)

Yeah.

Whose?

Your DNA matches the traces
of DNA we found on Hayley
Daniels' clothes.

That's just not possible.

You picked out Hayley Daniels
in the Red Lion, didn't you?

Then you waited
until you saw her
go into the alleys alone.

No. On my life. No.

You followed her
into the alleys,

dragged her
into your storeroom
and raped her.

No!

Then when you
finished and you realised
what you'd done, you panicked.

And that's when
you murdered her.

(SOBBING) Please.

Can I just start again?

And the next morning,

you rushed back
to your storeroom,
full of remorse,

and you tried to make it look
like she was sleeping.

Mr Banks, I beg you...

Why else would you lie to us
about those 10 minutes?

No, no, no, no, no.

Charge him, Sergeant.

Please believe me.
I swear I didn't hurt her!

Timothy Randall,
you're under arrest

for the rape and murder
of Hayley Daniels.

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

if you do not mention now
something you may later
rely on in court.

-Annie.
-Congratulations.

Thank you,
what would you like?

Full investigation team
and a packet of crisps.

Please?

(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

(PHONE BEEPING)

(CHUCKLES)

(MOBILE KEYS BEEPING)

(CLATTERING)

(PANTING)

(EXCLAIMS)

(GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

(GIRL SCREAMING)