All language subtitles for Broadchurch S02E01 Episode 2.1.DVDRip.NonHI.en.ENTONE

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- What?

No.

What? Is that now?

- Certainly is.

Right, D.I. Hardy,

you must be anticipating the
relief today's court date will bring.

- It's only the plea and the
case management hearing.

- Yeah, but you're pleased you
got the right man in the dock?

- What sort of a question
is that? "Pleased"?

Is that how you train them?

Maggie: - Take it if you want.

Right...

- Today's hearing is the result
of a thorough investigation

by a team of dedicated officers

who worked day and night
under difficult circumstances.

- And how will you personally
feel seeing Joe Miller again?

- No. Don't do that.
It's not about me.

- He's the husband of
your old detective sergeant.

You must want the
same as the rest of us,

Joe Miller sentenced
for what he did.

As soon as that happens,
we can all move on.

- You know I can't
comment in advance of today.

- Are you missing being on
active duty as a detective?

- You can probably stop taking
the arsehole pills now, Oliver.

- Well, I thought
you might leave...

Now that you don't have
any reason to be here.

Maggie: - All right. Picture.

You just stand there.

- Here? Really?
- Maggie: Yeah.

That cliff fall's recent.
They're getting more frequent.

- Things fall apart.

- It'd help if you look up.

Smile!

- Okay. Perfect.

- How's Tom getting on?

- Me and Mum are
trying to get him through it,

but he still doesn't
want to be with Ellie, so...

- Have you seen her?

- You?

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- I'm really sorry.
I didn't realize...

- You were speeding.

- I've got a hospital
appointment.

Er, biopsy results. My
last meeting, it ran over.

- Of course it would.

- Look, here's my
appointment card.

- Come on, give him a break.
- Licence, please.

- Round here, we
give people a chance.

Paul: - Lord, give
us the strength,

so that we may deal
with this day of challenges.

Give us the wisdom, so that
we may choose the correct path.

Grant us compassion
to understand

the impact our
actions have on others.

We stand now at a crossroads

and ask that You guide
us out of the darkness...

And into light.

In Your forgiveness and mercy,

guide us on the
path to redemption,

under Your gaze.

Amen.

- You need to go.

Do they know about
you coming here?

- No one knows.

Be strong today, Joe.

Nige: - Well, is it working?

- Not exactly.

Pressure's not strong enough.
- So, fix it!

If this pool isn't full and
I'm mid-contractions...

- They got a pool
at the hospital.

- Don't you start.

I'm having an home birth, Nige.

- All right, Nige.
You get it going?

- Not really.

Wait, let's get you a
top-class pump, eh?

- Cheers, man.

- Where've you been?
- Just doing stuff, you know?

- No.

- We need to get going.
Get changed, Chlo.

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- What's the thing
to say? Good luck?

- Mr. Miller, Abby Thompson.

- Yeah, I remember you.

- Anything I need to know
not covered by the case files?

- No.
- Good.

Once the plea is entered,

you'll be remanded back
into custody for sentence.

See you in a minute.

Woman: - Do you have any
comments on the case reopening?

Man: - Can I get
a picture, please?

Ben: Good morning. How are we?

If it's a simple hearing,
once he's entered a plea,

he'll be remanded
for sentencing.

The judge will ask
for psychiatric reports

and we'll submit the
victim impact statements.

The court's at the top of the
stairs and I'll talk to you after.

- Okay.

- You didn't have to be here today.
- Oh, we did.

- I need to hear him say it.

Woman: - All parties
in "Miller" to Court One.

All parties in
"Miller" to Court One.

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- You're kidding me.

- Just leave it, Beth.

- Thank you.

Sorry, Crown v. Miller?

Woman: - Up the
stairs. Courtroom one.

- Sorry.

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- Miller.

- Didn't think she'd
have the nerve.

- All right, Beth.
- What?

- Now let's just see
this through, all right?

- How's Devon?
- Awful.

- Hiya.

- Er, members of the public
this way, madam. Thank you.

- Da-da-da-da-da.
Out, now, come on.

What the hell are
you doing here?

You know how
important today is for me.

- I'm sorry, I was worried...
You turned your phone off

and you weren't getting my texts.
- You cannot be here.

- I'm really sorry, I'm panicking,
I didn't know what to do.

- Claire, you need to go.
- I think he's back,

and I think he's looking for me.

- What?

No, he's not... He can't be.

I'd know. Why do you think that?

- This morning, nine missed calls
on my phone... All "number withheld".

- That doesn't mean...
- It's him.

- It's not. You
need to calm down.

I know where he is.
I've had a trace on him.

He's not even in the country.

- You'd better be sure, Alec,

'cause I feel like
I can't breathe.

- Everything is fine.
Stay calm. Stop worrying.

Soon as I'm done
here, I'll come over.

Now, go home. Please.

It's all fine.

Maybe use the back exit.

- Who was that?

Clerk: - All rise.

- All parties in the
case of Joseph Miller.

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- Don't you look at me.

- Are you Joseph Michael Miller?

- Yes.

- Joseph Michael Miller,
you are charged with murder

contrary to common law.

The particulars of
the offence are that

on the 18th day of July 2013,

you murdered Daniel Latimer

of 4 Spring Close,
Broadchurch, Dorset.

How do you plead?
Guilty or not guilty?

- Not guilty.
- No!

Beth: He can't. He can't.

He can't.

- Er, Your Honour,

Sorry, erm, can I just ask for
the indictment to be put again?

- Be a man, Joe! You
know what happened!

Judge: - Sit down.

I said sit down.

I take it from your
reaction, Ms. Thompson,

the Queen's Counsel
have not been instructed.

- Very much not, Your Honour.

- Could you confirm
your plea, Mr. Miller?

Not least, it seems for the
benefit of your own counsel.

- Not guilty.

It's occupied!

- I know. Come out, Miller.

- Go away! It's the ladies!
You can't come in the ladies!

- You've been ages.

Oi! There's a sign. "Cleaning
in progress." Out! Out!

- Don't let it get to you.

- Oh, thanks for
that. Brilliant advice.

- God. You caught Joe...

He had Danny's phone, you
brought him in, you interviewed him.

He didn't resist. He is guilty.

- And the case
against him is strong.

The CPS never had any
doubt about prosecuting.

Doesn't he know what it's
gonna do to Beth and Mark?

To all of us?

Oh, God, who's gonna tell Tom?

He's at school. If his
friends find out before him...

- It's all right. I
spoke to your sister.

She and Olly are going to
take him out at lunchtime.

- Well, I could go with
them. I could see him.

- You know he doesn't want that.

I'm his mother.

He's only gonna blame me more.

How am I ever gonna get
him back if there's a trial?

How is this my life now?

- I'm sorry.

Do you want a hug?

- What? No!
- Right. No.

- What's the matter with you?
- I'm just trying to help.

- "Do you want a hug?" Hug it out?
- People do that.

- Well, not you.
- Just try not to be alone today, Miller.

- I am alone, sir.

- You don't have to
call me "sir" any more.

I know.

For Christ's sake!
Did you put that there?

Beth: - So, what happens now?

- It's a full trial, I'm afraid.

- I don't believe this.

- We need to make sure
the CPS find you the best QC,

which, erm, might be tricky.

- You can get us
someone, can't you?

- I know who you
want, but, er...

you won't get her.

She hasn't taken a
brief in such a long time.

She's the best there is, she
lives locally, she's CPS-approved.

- I know who you mean.

- So, how do we get
her to say yes to us?

Abby: - Did you not see me in here
five minutes before you went to the dock?

Did we not have that conversation?
- I know, I know. I'm sorry.

- I'm here to represent
you. That's the whole point.

You stitched me up!

Do you want to tell
me what you're doing?

- I've had a lot of
time to think, okay?

I can't go to prison
for Danny's death.

Find me someone to take my case.

- Hey, I've been calling you.
- Oh, yeah. Sorry, sorry.

I just needed a bit of
air, collect my thoughts.

- Can you believe Joe?
What the hell was he thinking?

- I really have no idea.

- Is everything okay?
- Er, yeah, yeah.

Look, I'm... I'm not
gonna go straight back.

There's something I need to do.

- Okay, well, come over later.

I'll get the kitchen to
save you something.

Olly: - Bloody hell!

- Didn't I say?
20 quid, sunshine!

- How have I not
heard about that?

- I think he could do better.
- I don't know.

I think Becca's quite
fit. I mean, I would.

- Tsk!
- What?

Just the once. You know, to see.

- Oliver!
- Right, article done.

Ready to post online and...

Publish.

Sweet.
- Olly!

What's so sweet about
your uncle being on trial?

What about Tom?

- Yeah. No, obviously, poor kid.

We should go and pick him up.

- I suppose today means
I'll have to give evidence.

- Why would you
have to give evidence?

- I don't know. Just
thought we all would.

Are we going or not?

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- Hi.

Alec: - You shouldn't
have come earlier.

Claire: - I know it was stupid.

- Yeah, it bloody was.
Don't do that sort of thing!

People don't know you're
here for good reason.

- All right, I said I was sorry.

It's just I was spooked
by those calls and I...

I needed you.

- We need to stick
to what we agreed.

- Promise me I'm safe, Alec.

- I've told you. Everything's okay.
- So, you're staying?

- No, I've got
things I need to do.

- I don't like being here
by myself at the moment.

- Stop worrying.
- You don't know what he's capable of.

- I do.

I've got it covered.

Maggie: - It's boiling in here!

You've got all the radiators on.

It's the most gorgeous day.

Oh, for goodness' sake.

- Stop it! Leave
me alone, will you?

- No.

Look at you,
marinating in self-pity.

- I'm not marinating
in anything.

I'm listening to a book.

You remember books? Hmm?

Some of us can cope with
more than 300 words at a time.

- You've heard what's
happened? To the Latimers?

Yes.

Are they all right?
- Course they're not all right.

They've got to go through
the indignity of a full trial.

- What's he playing at?
- I don't know, but the family need help.

That's their
barrister. Young chap.

- No.

- I haven't even said
what I want to say...

- I said no. Go away!

- They're worried the CPS will
fob them off with just anyone.

- They're right to be worried,
but it's not my problem.

- Jocelyn!

- Don't, Maggie... I'm sure you've
prepared a barnstorming little speech,

but you're getting
on. Save your energy.

- Jocelyn, you know them.

- Barely.

- You know what it
means to all of us.

He can't get away with it.

Spare me the
sentimental populism.

I get enough of
that from your rag.

- Please!
- No.

- Why?

You know why.

- We'd find you a team to help.

You can't just sit here.
The Latimers need you.

- Enough violins
now. The answer is no.

Don't bother to
close the curtains

and I'm moving the key.

Beth: - Your dad has let
all this paperwork stack up.

I can't concentrate.

All I keep thinking
of is Joe Miller.

- It should be over...
- I know.

But we all promised each
other we don't let him get to us.

Right. What needs doing?

Get your fat belly out of
the way and let me help.

Oh, I know... Look at me, Chlo.

I am so bloody big. I
wish it would just come.

- Yeah, it's stubborn
like the rest of us.

- This one... It
won't replace Danny.

Yeah. I know that.

- Nige, you all right?

- Hi, lovely. Is Mark with you?

- He's with you, isn't he?

- Right, yeah, erm,
must be running late then.

- He left hours ago.
You've not seen him?

- Well, no, most likely he's working
on a job that I've forgotten about.

- Let me try him on his mobile.
- No, erm...

I've already given that
a go, so don't worry.

Beth?

Beth?

- You've reached Mark Latimer.
Leave a message after the beep.

Alec: - Three days ago?!

Lee Ashworth enters
the country three days ago

and you're telling me now?!

Have you any...

What is the point
of you, Craig?!

For God's sake!

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- Yeah, sorry, I'm
two minutes away.

Unbelievable.

Three hours there, three
hours back, working all the way.

Late night studying in
the worst budget hotel yet,

and then, this bloke changes
his plea to not guilty in the dock.

Do we need milk?

- Out with the old.
- Are you actually tidying?

- You'll know... Where in
God's name are the teabags?

- Ran out two days
after our clerk resigned.

- He didn't resign, I fired him.

- Sharon, he cc'd me
into his resignation email.

- So, you knew about the teabags,
and you still came back without any?

- I'm your junior,
not your office girl.

Ugh. That Dorset murder.
Boy on the beach last summer.

That's the bloke who
changed his plea in the dock.

Needs a QC.

- Nah, I'm not interested.
- Read the file.

- London?
- West Country.

- West Country!
- It'll have profile.

- I don't want profile.
- Just look at it.

- Don't want to.

- Our clerk resigned. What
other cases have we got?

- We're waiting for the right thing.
- This is the right thing.

I looked through the file
on the way up on the train.

There are discrepancies.

- What sort of discrepancies?

- Your sort.

I marked them in the file.

If you look at that...

The procedure around that, and
the second paragraph of that...

prosecution looks shaky.

If you defend this,

then it shows people that nothing's
been affected by... you know...

- No, I don't know.

- I'll get tea bags.

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Ellie: - How do I feel?

Julie: - About Joe.

Ellie: - Do you mean,
do I still fantasize

about beating him with a
hammer until he's dead?

And do I still daydream about
that while I'm making toast?

And thinking how
often I'd hit him

before wiping the blood and
the brains off the hammer...

And do I worry if those thoughts
make me the same as him?

Not as often, no.

- And after being in court?

- I was doing all right, you know. I
was pressing it down, burying it...

'cause I taught myself to do
that these past few months,

so I could survive, and then...

In the court...

Seeing him and then...
Him choosing to...

'Cause I thought...

Okay, naive, but I
thought he'd plead guilty,

he'd get sentenced
and then it'd be done.

And then, in a few
weeks, or a month,

I could go back to my
home, to Broadchurch and...

I could cope with all the
glances and the stares,

'cause justice would
have been done,

and he wouldn't be coming back.

Then maybe, in time...

Tom would want to come
and live with me again...

And we could work that out.

It all seems a long
way away now.

- And how are you
feeling about that?

- Guilty.

- Why?

- 'Cause it's my fault.

Joe: - Have you seen Ellie?

How's she doing?

- What are you playing at, Joe?

- You're upset I
didn't warn you.

- I came when you asked
for me. I gave you guidance.

I prayed with you because I...

I thought that
you were penitent.

- I know and I'm grateful.

- Joe, you can't put
everyone through a trial.

You confessed.

The evidence
against you is clear.

- Not just me. Everyone.

- Joe, you are the
only one on trial here.

You killed a child.

Just you. No one else.

- Nobody's innocent, Paul.

Everyone's hiding things.

Alec: - Miller.

- Go away! What
are you doing here?

- It's your appointment.
- But I didn't tell anyone.

Have you been following me?
- Shut up.

- That's right. Stalk
me and insult me,

And you wonder why you're divorced.
- I'm in a bit of trouble.

- Yeah, so am I, if I don't collect
Fred from the child minder's

in the next 20 minutes.
- Seriously.

I sort of need your help.

- Get in.

For God's sake!

- This needs to stay between
us. You need to promise me.

- How long's this gonna take?
- Promise me.

- Am I going to be
annoyed by this?

- Next left.

- What's going on? Who's this?

- Miller, Claire.
- Ellie. Hi.

- What are you doing,
bringing someone here?

- She's come to help.

- After everything you've said.
No one's supposed to know.

- You're worried.
She'll look after you.

Both women: - What?

- Let's not do this
out here. Inside.

Beth: - Jocelyn?

I'm Beth Latimer. This is Mark.

- Mark: Hi.
- Maggie bloody Radcliffe!

- We just need your help.

- Joe Miller has
to be convicted.

We're not leaving
that to chance.

- I'm not practicing. I haven't
tried a criminal case in...

In three years, and
I'm not taking your case.

- Yeah, but you know this town.

All the people who
were affected, not just us.

How do they carry on if
bloody Joe Miller gets off?

If he comes back to live here?

- It's not my responsibility.

- You're right, it's not,

but we don't know
who else to ask.

And see, me and
him, we're different.

I don't care about this
town. I care about Danny.

And about this baby
that I'm about to drop

'cause I can't give myself to another
child when I failed the last one.

- You didn't fail him.
- I did! We did!

- Please stop saying that.
- We have to get justice.

You have to help us.

- I stopped working years ago.

I'm not the person
you've heard of.

Just...

Just leave me alone.

Claire: - He's gorgeous!

Ellie: - He's quite sleepy.

- What is he? Two?
- Nearly. You got kids?

Oh.

Sorry. Is she your wife?

Him? Please!

- Not my wife. No.

- Do you want to tell
me what's going on?

- I trust her.

She can help.

- Go on, then. Tell her.
You obviously want to.

- It's sort of
witness protection.

- What? How can you be
running witness protection?

- I said, sort
of, not officially.

But she is under my care.

- What do you
mean "not officially"?

You mean you've
been hiding her here?

- No one knows and
no one can know.

- Are you out of your head?
Oh, tell me you haven't done this.

A witness to what, that you
have to be holed up here?

- Tell her.

- My last case before I
came to Broadchurch.

Sandbrook.

♪♪

Alec: There were
two girls, cousins.

Lisa Newbery, 19,

was babysitting for her
12-year-old cousin Pippa.

Pippa's parents went away for
the night to a friend's wedding.

They came back the next
day and both girls were gone.

The 12-year-old, Pippa,

her body was found
three days later.

The 19-year-old, Lisa...

Officially, she's still missing.

Our main suspect was a
man called Lee Ashworth,

but he had a solid alibi.

- Which was what?
- Me.

I said I was with Lee all night.

- Was that true?
- No.

No, I was at a friend's house.

But Alec worked
out that I was lying,

and he promised,
if I told the truth,

Lee would be convicted.

It was a big risk for me.

- Why?

- Lee's my husband.

- Oh, God!
- Yeah.

But the trial collapsed
and Lee walked a free man

and I asked Alec if
he would protect me.

- So, that's what
this place is all about.

You can't just keep her here.

There are official
channels, procedure.

- Not if you've accused a
person who's walked free.

There's no witness
protection, there's nothing.

I'd be abandoned
if it wasn't for Alec.

- How long have you been here?
- Seven months or so?

- No. If you've been
here seven months...

- When I came to Broadchurch.

That's why I came
to Broadchurch.

I took the job, so I could
keep Claire safe here.

- You wanker!

- No, Miller, don't!
- That went well.

- Come on, Fred, darling, we're going.
- Miller, stop!

- You took the job earmarked
for me because of her.

- Would you get
over the bloody job!

- Do you not see how
stupid you're being?

What are you thinking?

- I've got a plan.
- Yeah, well, it's shit!

- I can solve Sandbrook.

And I can still get
justice for this family.

Claire's the key.

- What if Lee Ashworth
comes looking for her?

- I want him to.

- That's your plan?

Alec: - Just stay a bit
longer, get to know Claire.

Have dinner, have some
drinks... You can all stay the night.

- Oh, have a sleepover!
- She needs someone like you.

And you're not exactly
overloaded for friends.

- Thanks a lot!
- There's even room here for...

- Fred!
- Fred. Please, Miller.

Please... Listen, I need to know
that I got Sandbrook right in the end.

I can't do it on my own.

♪♪

Sharon: - So, Mr. Miller...
- Joe.

Thanks for coming. There's
a lot I need to tell you.

- No. What you
need to do is shut up.

- Sorry?

- I'm looking at these
transcripts and your interview

and you've done far
too much talking already.

As your new
counsel, my advice is

don't talk to anyone,
don't discuss the case.

Keep your mouth shut.

Understand?

You can open your
mouth to say yes.

- Yes.

I can't spend the rest
of my life in prison,

not as a child killer.

I need you to promise me
you can get me out of this.

- I wouldn't be here
if I didn't think I could.

Now, a few questions
to start us off.

Get things straight.

When you were arrested
by D.I. Hardy, was he alone?

Did he have other
officers with him?

He was alone.

- And how did he
take you into custody?

- He called for a car.
- And you waited for the car?

Just you and him?

- Did you talk to him then?
- Yes.

- Did he record
the conversation?

- No.

- Now, your wife worked
alongside D.I. Hardy.

Had you met him outside of work?

- He'd been round for dinner.

- Shall I try him again?
- I'll do it. You start.

- Hey... Uh, we're eating.

I thought you
said you'd be back.

Hope everything's
all right. Let me know.

- I'm sure he's fine.
- Yeah.

- What, does he not
like being at home now?

- Hey, they're really
busy, him and Nige.

Man on TV: - Joseph Miller
was remanded back into custody

after pleading not guilty
here at Wessex Crown Court

to the murder of
11-year-old Daniel Latimer,

whose body was
found on the beach

at Broadchurch in Dorset.

Sharon Bishop, QC,
representing Mr. Miller,

tonight maintained
her client's innocence.

- No. No, don't.

- Mr. Miller vehemently
denies the charge against him

and is looking forward to
defending himself in a court of law.

That's really not fair.

Man on tv: - From here
at Wessex Crown Court.

Now to the studio.

Mark: - Can he
handle the pressure?

- He steps up.

Straight down the middle!

- That was never a penalty!

- Shouldn't have tripped
him up, should you?

Straight down the middle.

- It's Aunt Lucy.
I better get back.

- 17 games to 14 in my favour.
You're just as good as Dan.

- Tomorrow, again?
- Definitely.

- And you're sure no
one has this place?

- Yeah. The woman who
let me borrow her keys

just disappeared.

- What do you mean,
disappeared? Where is she?

- I came back one
day and she was gone.

I've still got the keys.

It's nice, coming to meet
you, even if you do win at FIFA.

Thanks, Mark!
- See ya.

Claire: - There's extra
blankets in the cupboard, Ellie.

You all right in there, Miller?

- Don't come in!

- 'Course I'm not
coming in. I'm on the sofa.

- Goodnight.
- Fine... Night!

♪♪

- Don't blame you
for coming back here.

It's gorgeous.

Jocelyn: - You never
escape your home.

How are you?
- Like you care...

Look, the reason I called...
I'm after some context.

You know that I'm
defending Joe Miller?

- Can I ask you a favour?

Don't.

- Why?
- Why would you want to?

Overwhelming forensic evidence,

admission of guilt.

Let someone else do it.
- Jocelyn.

You haven't been my
boss in a very long time.

- No. Course not. I... Yeah.

I should have
known... Fine. Fine.

- Why are you so
bothered, anyway?

- Because I'll be prosecuting.
- Yeah, right!

You're serious.

- I'd hate to show
up a former pupil.

- So, you'd do it for
them but not for...

Sure you're up to it?

- I'm certain.

- See you soon, then.

- Bollocks.

Alec: - Okay, thanks,
yeah. Be there soon as I can.

Miller, I need you to drive me.

- No, I didn't sleep
well, thanks for asking.

Get a taxi.
- A taxi will take too long.

I need to be there now.

- Get your own car.
- I can't.

Medically. Can we go?

- Go where?
- I'll call you.

Miller, come on!

- See you.

- Look at you, his little puppy.

Hey, Fred, you going too?

Bye-bye! Come back soon!

- Oh. Hi.
- He's got bad news.

- Who has? Oh, hi, Ben...

- Uh, Mark, Jocelyn's here.

With Ben.
- Hey.

You're taking our case, then?

- This trial is only gonna
put more demands on you.

I'm gonna put more
demands on you.

- We just want the
truth to come out.

- Knowing the truth and getting
justice isn't the same thing.

- We understand that.

- No, you really don't.

Not if you've never
been through this.

I'll need to know
everything about you,

Everything about Danny,
everything about the Millers.

Nothing will stay hidden.

Joe Miller's got a
tough defence team.

They'll move
fast and fight dirty.

- In fact, they already are.
- In what way?

- You know the
wardrobe in that bedroom?

I found a letter
wrapped in cloth.

Well, I say letter, it was
a bluebell in an envelope.

- What do you mean, a bluebell?

- Well, just that,
a single flower.

- This right, here.

- Isn't this the
road to the church?

- I know.

- Why are we going to the church?
- Just let me out and drive away.

- No!

- Tell me they're
not going to do this.

- They've got a
court order... Ellie?

- Would somebody
tell me what's going on?

Alec: - Back in the car, Miller!

- Joe's legal team have requested
a new autopsy on Danny's body.

It means an official exhumation.

- Oh, God, no.

- Give me that. Give me that.

- Ellie...

Mark, raging: -
My boy is in there!

You! Why can't
you let him rest, eh?!

Paul: - I'm so sorry.

- You couldn't resist, could you?
- I didn't know this was happening.

- No, you never do.
This is on you, Ellie!

I hope you rot in hell for
what you've done to us!

- Come on, Mum. Come away.

- Do something, Paul.
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- Hey, hey, hey. Come on, eh?

- You all right?

- Who's that?
- It's Lee Ashworth.

- You're kidding.

Alec: - Look at him
standing there, gloating.

- Why are you so sure
he killed those girls?

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