All language subtitles for Criminal_Record_S01E06[_51207]

[bees buzzing]

[buzzing continues]

[bee boy] Mr. Gilfoyle,
I unpacked all your shopping.

I left the paper out for you too.

I-I took the fiver, I hope that's okay.

Is that honey?

Yeah. Do you wanna have a look?

[bee boy] Can I?

Here. Put this on. [groans]

Don't worry. They won't hurt ya.

[buzzing continues]

What do you see in there?

- Nothing.
- Uh-huh.

[bee boy] Is that bad?

It means the queen's getting old.

There should be eggs in there,
but she's running low.

[clerk] DS Lenker? Errol Mathis files
requested from the 2011 archive.

[Tony] Now have a little listen.

It's higher pitched. They're in a frenzy.

They can feel a change coming
and it makes them nervous.

- [bees buzzing]
- What are they gonna do?

[Tony] Well... [sighs] ...the workers will try
and make a new queen

so they can keep the hive going.

But the old one, she'll try and stop
any challenger she sees as a threat.

And that's 'cause
there can only be one queen.

[bee boy] So, what happens?

[Tony] They fight, of course.

They don't stop
until one of them kills the other one.

["Just Me and You" playing]

[music fades]

[growls]

[character on TV]
Stop it. Stop it, Preston.

Ah, gifts from the outside world.

Thought you might have had enough
of powdered caffeine and UHT milk.

You're a life saver, aye.

Um, so, what's so important
that you couldn't wait till after lunch?

Um...

Well, when we first met, uh,
I said that, you know,

I can't take the pain away.

Hmm.

But all I can do is work all the hours
I've got to make sure that the--

[inhales deeply] the man who did this
to your family...

[sighs] ...spends the rest of his life
behind bars.

I'm pushing for a charge
of attempted murder, okay?

Okay.

We've got a meeting with the CPS tonight.

No promises.

Just like I said, you know,
sometimes these things take time.

[sighs]

Huh.

- Right?
- And this is from the archived stuff?

Yeah, it's Hegarty's logbook.

So, Errol is vehemently denying
everything, fighting for his innocence.

And then less than 48 hours later,
he's volunteering confession.

Then in between, there's this visit
to the crime scene, right?

- Something happened on that visit.
- Definitely.

Something--

I mean, it's useless, but yeah,
something happens.

You don't think this is suspicious?

I didn't say it wasn't suspicious.
It's old news. They had it at the trial.

We had it at the appeal.
I mean, it's not sympathetic.

"Hey, fancy a field trip
to where your girlfriend

was brutally murdered two days ago?"
But it is aboveboard.

Right. So, what's with the "Huh?"

Huh?

Well, you-- You said it
like something was interesting.

Maybe. I don't know.

It's a reach, but 7:30.

7:30, clearance comes through
from Dr. Hollingworth.

Errol okayed for interview.

- Then?
- Well, then they do it.

10:30, interview with Errol Mathis
under caution.

What happens in between?

Nothing happens in between.

Nothing.

Huh.

Right?

Medical clears him at 7:30.
There's no new evidence after that.

They're under pressure for an arrest.

Why don't they just interview him

straight after the doctor gives them
the go-ahead?

Instead they wait for three hours. Why?

Maybe he's not a morning person.
Maybe he fancied a lie-in, or...

They were waiting for the duty solicitor
to change.

- Working their way down the list until--
- Until they got an SNE brief.

- A lawyer they can work with.
- See no evil.

[kettle boiling]

[sighs]

[typing]

[Doris]
And this caller, if they can find her--

I mean, you see what I'm saying?
This is big.

They've got her on the phone, you know?
On the phone saying she knows who did it.

I'm gonna get everyone on this, okay?
I'm gonna--

Errol!

- Darling, this is good news.
- Mum... [stammers] ...I can't.

Don't you get it? I can't.

Every time you do this,
it makes it harder for me.

- [stammering] No, darling, I--
- No, I d-- I don't want your help.

Can't you get that?

I don't...

I don't want hope.

I want to forget, Mum.

So just let me forget.

You're tired.
You need to get an early night--

- No, every time you do this...
- Have a shave.

...you just make this worse.

You make this worse.

[scoffs] Oh, God.

Please.

Jus-Jus-Just leave me alone.

[door lock buzzes]

[Patrick clicks tongue]

H-How?

How am I supposed to tell
these screws-- tell apart, like--

[laughs] Maybe you don't need a table.

[knocking]

[door opens]

[Hegarty] Lisa?

- How'd you even know him?
- [Lisa] Are you serious?

How'd you even meet?

You don't get to tell me what I can do,
okay, who I can see,

who I can fucking spend my time with.

You're both volatile, vulnerable.
I'm trying to look out for you.

No. You're trying to control me,
like I am some case to be managed.

Lisa.

- I have done my best. Rehabs, methadone...
- [scoffs] Best?

...paying off flat deposits
when you've left them wrecked.

I'm doing what I have to do
to find a solution.

Oh, is that what this is?
Is that what this is?

That what it is?

Feeding your daughter gear every night
so she doesn't leave you on your own?

- I am your dad.
- You're not my dad.

- I'm here to look after you.
- You're my fucking dealer.

I mean, do you have any idea
how fucked up that is?

If I wasn't doing this, you would be dead.
We both know that.

- You know what the worst thing is?
- Get in the car.

- [pants]
- You know that you're going to do it.

- You like it like this.
- What?

[breathes heavily] I mean, you're--
You're terrified I'm gonna leave you,

and you'll just be another sad,
lonely old man.

[breathing heavily]

I wish you were in a state to leave,
so don't even go there.

I mean-- [scoffs] I mean, you've got--
You've got no friends, no fucking family--

- Get in the car.
- No. Am I wrong though?

- Get in the car.
- You know what? You're the one who's sick.

Get in the car. Put some--

Keeping me hooked
like I'm your fucking pet.

And you know what? No wonder Mum gave up.

I mean, who would go on living
if it meant being with you?

Go and put some fucking clothes on.

- Fuck off. Fuck off.
- [laughing] Yeah. Fuck off. Fuck off.

[panting]

How'd you think we fucking met?

Fuck!

[sighs]

Shit!

[June] So it was back in 2011,
I'm not sure if you remember,

but you were defending a guy
called Errol Mathis.

[solicitor] He confessed, if I recall.

I'm interested in your relationship
with the investigating police team.

Like, did you know any of them
prior to the case?

- I'd have to look at my records.
- Oh, that's-- There's no need. I, um--

[inhales sharply]

So, i-it seems that two weeks before,
you were defending a Mrs. Destiny Bolasie,

uh, against a charge of possession
with intent to supply.

And the investigating officer
was the same guy.

It was DCI Daniel Hegarty.

I don't know what you're fishing for.

Did anything happen
on your visit to the crime scene?

Excuse me?

Were you with your client at all times?

Of course I was.

And did DCI Hegarty ever make it clear
how he got a confession from Errol?

Look, I'm afraid, Officer Lenker,
that asking me to go any further

is asking me
to waive professional privilege,

which belongs only to my client,

as set out in Section 1.3e
of the Legal Services Act of 2007.

I assume you already know that.

But if you continue to push me,

I'll have no choice but to contact
your duty inspector

and ask him to explain it to you.

Well, thank you, Mr. Cardona.

Perhaps you could ask him to explain
the part about that privilege being void

if the solicitor is found to be
in conspiracy to perpetrate a fraud

or, by analogy, any other crime.

I'll show myself out.

Lisa. Where is she?

I was literally just gonna te-- Wait.
I thought she was with you.

What's going on?

- She-- [stammers]
- What happened?

She didn't call?

- What did you say to her?
- Oh, don't fucking start, okay?

- Listen--
- [sighs] I'm gonna go look for her.

No. No, no, no, no.
She's probably on her way home.

Don't you go anywhere. I'll go home.

She'll be there sat on the doorstep.

I lost my keys, or I won't have asked you.
[speaks indistinctly]

- Have you got somewhere to be?
- Yeah, I've got a meeting in 45 minutes.

Yeah, the bloke you arrested.
The kid in the park.

- Yeah, she was saying--
- She being my daughter?

She was gassed about it.

- Gassed?
- Yeah.

- I hardly think so.
- She's proud of you, man.

No, she's not.

Make yourself useful.
Call around, call her friends.

She hasn't got any friends.

Right.

Doris, please.

- Goodbye, Latisha.
- Let me-- [stammers] Let me explain.

No. You told me you were losing your kids.
I supported you.

- That was true.
- I don't want to hear it.

- I wanna help. I swear.
- No, you don't. Nobody does.

Not you, not my husband, not Errol.

And you know what? Who cares?

I don't need you.

I'm not giving up.

[gate unlocks, opens]

[Chloe] See ya.

Hey.

Hey.

Do you remember my first day in CID?

Mm-hmm.

"Chloe will show you around."

Hmm. "Any questions, just, uh--
Just ask Chloe."

"Chloe, do you mind
just showing the new girl around?

Just making her feel really--"

- Yeah, yeah. "At home." Yeah.
-"At home."

Classic Roy.

It's not personal.

You know? I just--

Have a massive stick up your ass.

[chuckles] I was gonna say,
"Work better alone."

And you think I'm a people pleaser.

No, I don't think that. It's not true.

It's not about you, actually.

It's not about me. It's about this job.

- It's all of it. It's--
- It's in the walls.

Yeah.

Do you know what gets me most?

You know, Claudia Mayhew politely suggests
reform and have you seen all the shit

that she deals with online?
It's disgusting, man.

Seriously?

Death threats. She's moved house,
I think, twice.

You-- You looked at that stuff?

- Yeah.
- Why?

Why would you give them the satisfaction?

I don't know. I-- [breathes deeply]

I tell myself
it's about knowing the enemy,

but the truth is I just find myself,
in the middle of the night,

so angry I can't resist.

I'm that kid with the lighter.

Just like that...

Till I get burned.

I know what you're thinking, all right?

No, no. You don't talk, okay?
You just do as you're told.

But I'm good for her.

Right, some guardian angel you are.

She talks to me. She tells me stuff.

The idea of you two, sneaking around
behind my fucking back!

Oh, for f-- She wasn't--
She wasn't going behind your back!

She's scared of you. She can't--
[clicks tongue]

You're so fucking-- You're just--

[panting] Lisa!

She looks up to you,
but you're never there.

You don't-- You don't listen.
You don't talk. You give her nothing!

Nothing!

What? What's going on?

What's wrong?

[sighs]

What's going on?

It's no big deal.

Um, okay, just change of plan.
Just get me phone numbers.

Any of her cronies. Her hangouts.

You stay exactly where you are.
Think you can do that?

Stay in contact.

What about your meeting?

[door opens]

[June] Hi, Jakey. Listen, um,
I can drop you somewhere,

if you wanna go hang.
As long as you're back by 9:00.

No, I'm good, thanks.

- [Maureen] I won't risk it.
- Okay.

- [Leo] All right. Well, thank you.
- [Maureen] Call yourself a scientist.

- [Leo] Well, I do have a PhD!
- Hello, sweetheart.

I'm just going to go up.

- Okay.
- I'll be down for bed in a sec.

Thank you.

[sighs]

It's just for a few days, I promise.
[chuckles]

- [Leo] Yeah.
- Just till she gets her strength back.

Yeah. Yeah. No worries.
It gives me a chance to learn more about--

What does she call them again?
Sell-by dates.

[chuckles]

[clicks tongue]

Uh, I did wanna talk to you
about something, actually.

Mm-hmm? [chews]

I just wanted to say no hard feelings
about the other day.

[stammers] I think we both said things--

Oh, that.

Yeah. Oh, yeah. Me too. I agree. [chews]

It's water under the bridge.

Have we got any-- [sighs]
We haven't got any mustard.

Mm-hmm.

She's thrown that away as well.

When you say "that".

- Huh?
- I mean, when you say "Oh, that," do you--

- I don't know. [stammers] Never mind.
- Okay.

[stammers] Do you want some dinner
in a bit or are you--

Sorry, when you say, "Oh, that,"
it just kinda sounds

like it wasn't really a big deal,
that's all. And it was kind of a big deal.

[sighs] Okay.

I'm sorry. It's just you see
what I'm... [sighs] ...saying.

You know, your instincts telling you

that my son and his friends
were in the wrong.

Well...

[June] I mean, that's not a--

It's not a missed wedding anniversary
or something.

It's quite big.

Yeah. I know that.

[inhales sharply]

So, I'm just trying to understand...

why you did that.

Um...

I dunno.

I dunno.

Okay.

- We okay?
- Yeah.

Mum?

[inhales deeply]
I think I'd really like to be at home.

I mean, maybe-maybe-maybe you and Jakey
would... [inhales deeply] ...come to mine.

Just for a few days. You know,
just until I get my, uh, my head back on.

All right?

[Hegarty] This is DCI Daniel Hegarty,
please leave a message.

- [phone beeps]
- Dan, are you fucking kidding me?

I am sat here, sipping piña coladas

with the Chief Crown Prosecutor
at the CPS,

and I am running out of small talk.

So you better have a seriously
fucking good excuse up your sleeve.

[sighs]

Uh-- Anyway, um...

Amit Ceker. Uh, what are we saying?
What do I tell him?

Attempted murder, ABH? [sighs]

Christ's sake, Dan, where are you?
[sighs] Call me.

[line ringing]

[Lisa] Hey, you've reached Lisa.
Sorry, I can't get to the phone right now.

But if you leave a message
or if I know you, drop me a text

- and I will try and get back to you.
- [voicemail tone]

- [line ringing]
- [nurse] Hello?

[Hegarty]
Yeah, is that the A & E streaming nurse?

[nurse] That's correct. How can I help?

Yeah, this is Detective Chief Inspector
Daniel Hegarty

from Hackney Downs Police Station.
I-I'm looking for a white woman.

She may have been admitted this evening.

Young, slim, blonde hair, early mid--
looks early mid-twenties.

[nurse] Okay, we'll post a notice.

Yeah, she may have been
admitted tonight. Possibly with a--

- With some kind of drugs issue.
- Okay.

If anyone matching
that description turns up,

- will you please give me a call?
- Okay. Uh, sure.

[Ross]
Hello, mate. It's Ross Cardona here.

It's been a while, hey?

Listen, something happened today.
Bit weird.

I had a visit from a DS June Lenker.
Call me back, okay?

[dispatch officer 1]
First closest available car

to attend to the King's Arms Club
on Erskine Road for a 22A.

[dispatch officer 2] 115 to dispatch.

[dispatch officer 1] Go ahead, 115.

[dispatch officer 2] We're going north
on Caydale Drive.

[line ringing]

- [Hegarty] Patrick.
- [Patrick] No. Nothing here.

Listen to me. If she turns up,
if she comes back to your flat,

if she calls you or anything at all,
I need to know. Do you understand me?

No messing about, okay?

[Patrick] Yeah, I said I would.

- I am responsible for her, understand?
- Yeah.

[sighs]

[sniffs]

[knocks]

Imran said he sent you this photo.
You saw her tonight, this young woman?

[person] Lisa? Hadn't seen her in years.
It was so nice.

[phone ringing]

She was on it with some guys
I didn't know, but they went off,

talking about Signum or something.

Signum?

What's that? Signum, what's that?
Is that a rave?

Too cold for me.

Where is it? Where is it?

Epping Forest or somewhere.

[phone ringing]

[ringing continues]

[Hegarty] How'd you even know him?

How'd you even meet?

[Patrick] To what?
I just keep an eye out for her.

And if she comes round trying to score,
I message you.

Easy money.

Who is that girl anyway?

[Errol] Where you gonna go?

Where are we going?

[birds chirping]

[bird chirping continues]

[birds chirping, squawking]

[phone ringing]

Lisa?

[Patrick] No, it's me. She's okay.
We're at yours.

Hello?

[inhales deeply, swallows]

Uh, where are the kids?

My sister's got 'em.

Oh, good.

Why are you sleeping in your car?

[birds chirping]

He had organized the flat for me.
Paying all the rent.

Once I couldn't be with you,
he took it back.

I don't have anywhere to go.

[Doris] Who was this man, Latisha?

Who was this man?

[sighs]

- Oh, piss off, will ya?
- Oh, nice.

This is the second time in four days
you've been harassing me.

If you've got a question,
go through the rep.

Uh, you don't wanna do that.

I know how much trouble
you're in as it is.

Twenty-four hours, Errol Mathis went from
protesting his innocence to confessing.

Plus, I'm a cripple,
so it's a very bad look.

What happened to change his mind?

What did Hegarty do, @TB_DT?

Oh, does that scare you?

It should.

[chuckles] I've got absolutely no idea
what you're talking about.

You can tell that to digital forensics
when they chase the accounts.

Get off my property.

Probably have a root
around the IP address.

See what else it's been doing.
Chase down the VPNs.

- Get deep, if you know what I mean.
- I'm warning you.

Your career, over, Tony.

Your pension, gone.

You tell me what happened,

and I can think about
what to do with that information.

- You're loving this, aren't you?
- Tell me what happened.

You and all your muggy little mates?

- Hegarty can't protect you from this.
- Coming for me like I'm the problem.

You are living in a dreamland, Tony.

Me? No, love.
You're the one fucking dreaming.

I've worked East London for 35 years.
You're a joke.

You think the world
is a United Colors of Benetton ad.

It's a war zone, love.

Go down any estate in Tower Hamlets
and see if you can find a mixed gang.

You can't. You know why?
'Cause they all fucking hate each other.

The whites hate the Blacks.
And the Blacks hate the Turks.

And the Turks hate the Pakis.
So don't come round here,

trying to threaten me
or tell me how the world works,

'cause I ain't the problem.
I'm the solution. And you, look at ya!

You're just a token copper! Now, fuck off!

[breathing heavily]

[sighs]

[phone ringing]

Let her sleep it off. [breathes deeply]

There's some aspirin
in the drawer by the fridge.

Nothing stronger without checking with me.

[ringing continues]

[Tony grunting]

Please, just listen.

Please. This information
would only be known

by somebody that has worked with you.

[Tony grunting, panting]

And we've already put the IP address
within a mile of Tony's house.

[sighs] It's not enough.
You're talking about a serving officer.

[breathing heavily]

Ma'am, this is one of the men
that threatened you.

[grunting]

It's not a fishing expedition.

We just pick up phones and computers,
and we get him.

[panting]

You don't need a magistrate.
You just need to go in and prove it.

Yeah. Okay, yeah.

[panting]

[breathing heavily]

You! Hey, you. Hey! I'm talking to you.

[chuckles] Now's really
not the right time, love. All right?

I want an apology. [breathes deeply]

Listen, disappear, love,
before you get hurt.

You asked my friends to spy on me!
Call yourself a policeman?

You're a disgrace. You understand me?
A disgrace.

You lied then, and you're lying now.
I know what you did. I know.

I know. I know what you did!

[sobs, grunts]

- [groans]
- [Tony] Go away!

[groans]

[neighbor] Are you okay? [gasps]

Oi! Get out of the car.
The fuck do you think you're doing?

Get out of the car!

Fucking maniac!

[breathing heavily]

[line ringing]

[Doris] Hiya, this is Doris.

I can't come to the phone,
but please leave a message after the beep.

[beep]

Hi, Mum. It's me.

[Errol] I hope you slept all right.

I just-- I just wanna say...

[phone ringing]

...I'm sorry.

[Errol] I, um-- [chuckles]
I cleaned myself up.

[chuckles] So, you know,
I'm more smart for the next time you come.

[siren wailing]

You know I love you.

[dispatch officer 3] Delta, Yankee, Alpha.
I'm calling all eastbound units.

We have a victim at the scene,
an IC3 female,

name of Doris Mathis, pronounced dead.

Paramedics in the final stages now.

[Hegarty]
Setting aside the Doris Mathis charge...

- [Tony sighs]
- ...what are we looking at?

[sighs]

Trolling, you know.
Well, banter, really. That's all.

- That's all?
- Yeah.

Look, I might have took it
a bit far at times,

but that's just-- that's just, like,
the way it is. Everyone does it, you know?

You let off steam.
[stammers] That's the sense of humor.

- Did you make threats?
- No.

I mean, you can't take
everything too serious, can you?

They'll be trying to say
that you posed a credible threat.

Can they?

[sighs] Look, I did drop a drawing of,
uh, of the yard where her office is and--

and a picture or two, yeah.
But hold on, it's not like that.

- I wouldn't have actually, sort of, like--
- That's not the point.

Mate, she's come at me, right?
People like me--

It's like, you know, come on,
people like us--

Uh, don't start, Tony, okay?

Listen, she started the war, right?
What did she expect?

I said not now.

[Hegarty sighs]

If there's something
that needs to be done, I will do that.

Oh, you better.

But they are searching your place
right now. Do you know what that means?

So, if I'm gonna help,
I need to be able to help.

So, do you need to tell me anything?

[buzzing]

[June] Give me a minute.

This is, um--

- Yeah.
- Yeah, it's a tragedy.

Spent her life
fighting for what she believed in.

Yeah. It's a great shame.

Died for it.

I wonder whether perhaps recent events
might have stirred things up for her.

Perhaps she's been led to a place
where emotions were running high.

Can't help thinking about her husband,
poor man,

and how he was desperate for her
to forget about it all.

So, if you've come to protect
your mate's little troll cave,

I'm afraid you're too late.
We're just finishing up here.

No, no, no, of course not.
I wouldn't dream of it.

Turns out he was quite active online.

I had no idea.

Really? Because a few days ago
you told me that all that

was strictly to do
with his undercover work.

- So I believed.
- So, he managed to keep all that from you?

Despite the fact that you were
his supervising officer

for nearly 20 years?

A double life.

God, that sounds
fucking stupid of you, sir.

Well, I could hardly disagree,
given the circumstances, can I?

I suppose I'll know more once I have
a chance to review this evidence.

Oh, no,
I'm afraid that's not gonna happen.

On the contrary,

this falls under the extension
of the original undercover work

for which I was, as you say,
supervising officer.

So I will send you the report
once it's done.

- No. No, that's not--
- Thanks very much for getting us started.

I want every scrap of paper here itemized
and accounted for.

- Sir.
- [sighs] Gonna take the carpets up.

Sir! I was the first respondent.
This is mine.

I'm sorry, DS Lenker, not this time.

I have an email from ACC Claudia Mayhew.

It sets out the chain of command.

As you can see,
according to the superintendent,

your long-standing close relationship
with the racist, misogynistic,

death-threat-sending officer involved

means that you are completely unsuitable
for the role.

However, I would be happy to let you have
a copy of the report once I'm done.

Alleged racist, misogynist,
death-threat-giving officer.

You can't have thought
she'd let you take control,

so why are you here?

To pay condolences?

To protect your friend?

No way.

Wait! We're not done here.

[buzzing]

Cheers! Cheers!

Thank you. You too.

Loosen up, Chief. We're celebrating!

I tried calling. Cruella came through,
God bless her!

CPS have finally grown a pair.
Attempted murder. That's the charge.

Come on. [chuckles]

Boss-- Boss, we got the shooter.

[chuckles] Hey.

Never mind. [sighs]

[Hegarty] For the tape,
the officers present

are DCI Daniel Hegarty
and DS Tony Gilfoyle.

The time is 00:13,
25th of September, 2011.

Also present are Errol Mathis
and his solicitor, Ross Cardona.

I understand that the defendant
wishes to revise his earlier statement.

[Ross] That's correct.

[Hegarty] Errol, in your words.

Go ahead, just tell me.

Tell us like-- like you told me.

[Errol] I, um-- [sighs]

I killed her.

[Hegarty] Name, please.

[Errol] I killed Adelaide Burrowes.

I took the knife from the kitchen drawer...

[Hegarty] Okay.

[Errol] I put it in her.

[Hegarty] Where?

[Errol] Throat.

[Hegarty]
You put the knife in her-- in her throat?

[Errol] Yeah.

[Hegarty] Anywhere else you remember?

- [Errol] Chest.
- [Hegarty] The chest.

For the tape, the officers present
are DCI Daniel Hegarty

and DS Tony Gilfoyle.

The time is 00:13,
25th of September, 2011.

Also present are Errol Mathis
and his solicitor, Ross Cardona.

I understand that the defendant
wishes to revise his earlier statement.

That is correct.

Errol.

Errol, in your own words.

Go on, like you told me.

Uh, yeah.

I killed her.

Name, please.

I killed Adelaide Burrowes.

Where?

[Errol] Throat.

[Hegarty] In her throat?
You put the knife in her throat?

Yeah.

Where?

[Errol] Throat.

In her throat?
You put the knife in her throat?

[Errol] Yeah.

Anywhere else you remember?

- [Errol] Chest.
- [Hegarty] The chest?

[chattering]

[Hegarty] In her throat?

[Errol] Yeah.

[Hegarty] Anywhere else do you remember?

- [Errol] Chest.
- [Hegarty] The chest.

Her chest and her throat.

Her chest and her throat.

They won't stand up.

You were giving him the answers.

There's not a jury in the country
that will ever see that.

That's not a denial.

The footage from this interview
was reported damaged.

- I don't need to explain--
- That's not a denial.

There is a man in prison.

There is another man out there,

somewhere, with a woman
whose life is in danger.

Can you comprehend,
even for just one second,

that this is not about you?

What happened between you and Errol?

How is it that his memory
just suddenly returns?

And why does it feel
like he's looking to you for guidance?

There are parakeets in Epping Forest.

Did you know that?

Apparently, two birds escaped
from an aviary in Essex

over 100 years ago.

Now they're everywhere.

[sighs]

What happened?

DCI Hegarty, it's time.

Tell me what happened.

Yeah.

Okay.