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Dear God.

Who will I be working with? Detective Inspector Lynley. Lynley?

"Arrogant, aristocratic ponce" was one of her phrases.

The woman you love has just got married to someone else.

He was decapitated. Discovered by his daughter, Roberta, who is now hospitalised in a traumatic state.

Bobby!

He were my uncle. Somebody cut his head off. What do you think I am?!

Mum, I've got to go to Yorkshire tonight. I'm gonna ask Mrs Stevens to come over and stay. OK?

Who is she? Tessa. Roberta's mum.

D'you enjoy making me look stupid?

What's your solution to this, Nies? A fight? Five rounds in the car park?

I am not good at the chat.

All I want is my mind to be clear so that I can concentrate on this case.

Excuse me, are you Mrs Tessa...? Oh, God. It's all my fault.

Yes, we found your husband. Oh, please, no.

Is Russell all right? Oh, he hasn't done something stupid? Russell?

Well, my husband, Russell Mowbray. Well, as far as we know he's OK.

Oh. Thank God. Was he very angry? Angry about what?

How could I tell him? "We're married, only I'm still married to someone else."

Why don't we go in? You don't want

to give the neighbours a floor show.

You ran out on your husband and children. What happened?

Get a better offer(?) I didn't know Russell then.

Did you tell Russell about William and the girls? No, if he knew... He might have had second thoughts.

There's nothing to prevent you both getting legally married now, is there? How do you mean?

Now William's dead.

Dead? Come on! ..You must have heard about your husband.

No. He was murdered seven nights ago.

Where were you last Saturday night? Er... Just answer the question!

Would you take notes, please, Sergeant? What? Notes, please.

I was...here...

..waiting for Russell to turn up, phone, anything.

Roberta discovered the body of her father.

She's traumatised. She could do with having her family around her.

Well, she was only a baby when...

She wouldn't know me.

Have you ever had any contact with Gillian since you left?

It was for the best, honest. What kind of dad was William?

Brilliant.

Really calm.

Every time I picked Gillian up, she'd start screaming. It was like she hated me.

She'd cry all night.

Then William had to get up for the milking.

Well, I tried to keep on top of everything, but I was hopeless.

I mean, you have to keep everything clean for a baby, don't you?

She got a stomach upset.

William came back and... there was no dinner on the table.

He'd say, "What have you been doing all day? Daydreaming?"

And I'd think, "Yeah, maybe I have." So you decided to leave instead?

They were better off without me. William, too.

Towards the end, I was driving him crazy. He told me.

One day, I made him so mad...

he locked me up in the cellar.

Why did she marry Tey if she didn't want his kids?

It's Tey that interests me. Who is he? He's the bloke with his head under his arm.

Devoted dad, obviously stressed.

Taking sleeping pills. Thumps his nephew. Tears up Ezra's paintings.

Regular churchgoer. Doer of good deeds.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Hi. Can I call you later?

Yet he becomes so exasperated with his young wife that he locks her in the cellar. He's not a wife murderer.

Tessa's a terrible mum. She drives Tey bonkers and runs off.

But why build a shrine to her? What's that all about? I don't know.

If Tessa's alive, does that mean that Gillian is?

Yeah, sorry about earlier. How are you?

Fine. Busy. Me, too. So, why have you been trying to get hold of me?

You said I could call you any time.

I'm going to the loo and, dear friend though you are, some things I don't want to share. Bye. No!

Then get to the point. Um...I know this is crazy. I think I saw Deborah on the moor.

Where were they going on honeymoon? Thinking of joining them(?) Please. Venice.

Are you sure? Simon booked a suite at the Cipriani. I'm sorry, mate, I've really gotta go. Bye.

Helen?

Is there salt on those? Yeah.

What about Russell Mowbray? If he's such a family man, how come he's deserted his kids?

He learns about William, storms off, kills him, then daren't come home.

Ring Nies. Get him to put out a nationwide circulation - Russell Mowbray, murder suspect.

And chase up the forensic reports while you're at it.

You could do with an air freshener in here, one of those pine trees.

I'll buy you one, if you like. Thank you.

Right, where to?

The hospital. We've only Tessa's word that she hasn't seen Gillian and Roberta since she left.

How does that tie in with William's death? God knows.

She's not moved of her own volition since this morning.

The nurse found her sitting in her own urine.

No reaction even when we cleaned her up.

Hello, Roberta. Remember us?

Hello, Roberta.

We brought you something.

We saw your mum today.

Your mum, Tessa? She told me how much your dad loved you and Gillian.

She couldn't remember the last time she'd seen you.

Can you remember? Has she been to the farmhouse recently?

Or did YOU go to her new house?

You don't have to go through this alone.

Is there anything you can tell us? Anything at all?

Would you like to see anyone? How about your mum?

Richard?

Would you like me to try and find Gillian?

All right, I'll try and find Gillian.

Whose cottage is that?

I need some time to myself. Leave me alone!

I need some time to work.

Ezra Farmington, the artist.

Well, it's time I had a word with him. No need for you to come.

I tried the house.

Detective Inspector Lynley, investigating the William Tey murder.

You're staying at Keldale Lodge. Stepha making you welcome(?)

Very, thank you.

Danny Clough claims she saw William Tey run you off his property.

You can't believe anything she says. I thought you and she had a relationship. In her dreams.

She dreamt about the dead baby in the abbey? No, of course not.

So, tell me about the row with William Tey.

The Fuhrer caught me crossing his land. We had it out.

He, er, destroyed some of your paintings.

No big deal, they were rubbish. Oh. Is that why you left London?

Sorry? You weren't gonna win the

Turner Prize painting the pastoral rubbish you've been flogging here.

Hang on, hang on! You said yourself your work was no good, Mr Farmington.

Yeah, Sergeant Nies, please.

No, I'm chasing up forensic reports.

Sergeant Havers for you, banging on about forensics. Tell the stupid cow I'm out.

You heard crying in the abbey and you ran away like a frightened kid.

I'm responsible for a baby's death, and you think I don't care?

Do you realise what you've just said, Mr Farmington?

No. I didn't mean...

OK. Yeah, I should have looked instead of going after Danny.

I have to live with that every day.

Whose baby do you think it was?

I don't know.

The main thing is, no-one was hurt. Yeah, I know, but...

I know. Look, there's a nail on the outer frame of mum's door.

If she starts wandering about at night, I tie a piece of string from that and the door handle.

If she tries to get out, she feels the resistance and she gives up and goes back to bed.

Well, I'm in the middle of a case here. No, I, I can't just...

Yeah, please.

Thank you.

Yeah, we'll talk about it when I get back. Yeah. Bye.

Why did you call Tey the "Fuhrer"?

OK, let's speak ill of the dead.

He was a power-crazed autocrat.

God knows what Olivia saw in him. Perhaps she wanted a father for Bridie. Certainly needs one.

Are you and Olivia good friends? I was a mate of her late husband, Paul.

When he became ill, I helped nurse him. Me and Stepha mainly. Olivia had Bridie to take care of.

Did Olivia know what you thought of Tey? Next question -

where was I the night Tey was killed? Normally in bed with a beautiful woman.

But for once I was here alone.

KNOCK ON DOOR

I've booked us in for dinner at Keldale Hall. No, I'm all right. Honestly, sir.

Have you eaten anything at all today, apart from that burger? No, but...

We deserve a decent meal. It's on me. We can have a recap.

See you at eight. Yeah. Right, sir.

This is Yorkist country.

I'd be more comfortable if we talked about football. Oh, are you a fan?

No, I'd just feel less of a thicko admitting it.

I'm not sure how much more of this I can take. What?

You turning everything into an insult. I don't.

You're exhausting.

You are permanently on the defensive. Look, this meal wasn't my idea.

I'd have been quite happy with fish and chips and an early night. Well, why didn't you say so?

You didn't give me the chance. Just because YOU fancy a posh meal, you just assume I do.

I thought it might be enjoyable for both of us. You didn't want to eat alone. That isn't true.

You and me socialising, it's...it's a load of...rubbish.

Don't pretend we've got anything in common. How are we supposed to find out, if you lie to me?

When have I lied to you? You smoke.

Oh, yeah, right. Big, major deal(!)

As soon as this investigation finishes, we go our separate ways.

Please, tonight, can we pretend to like each other?

The duck for me, please. And a selection of vegetables.

No carrots. If that's OK.

No carrots, please. Thank you.

Can I please have two vodka martinis...? Sir.

Thank you.

Tommy.

I don't believe it. What are you doing here? You're in Venice. I...I thought I...

But Helen said you were in Venice.

Er...the...the...the murder investigation, we were brought in.

Barbara Havers. We met at your wedding. Yes. Hello.

Tommy!

I always said you ought to try this place. Your table's ready, sir.

Thank you. Well, we would invite you to join us but we'll just be talking boring shop.

Sir. Mmm?

Enjoy your meal.

Fish and chips, then?

It must be tough. Um... Sorry.

What?

You and...Deborah. I mean, you've obviously...

Oh, I'll shut up.

Thanks for bailing me out in there. My pleasure, if you see what I mean.

I don't imagine any of us expected to see each other for a while.

How could you bear it? I mean, being best man.

Simon's my closest friend. She made her choice.

Well, maybe if you'd asked her first.

I did.

At least I know I'm not hallucinating. Sir?

I saw her earlier on the moors today.

That's why I nearly drove us off the road.

This isn't gonna affect anything, is it, sir? Such as? The case.

I'm sorry, but I can't afford to screw up.

According to Nies, neither can I.

Right.

You've got a visitor.

I thought you were desperate for this, working yourself stupid through the night.

But, no, you're throwing back the champers up at the Hall...sir(!)

I'm sorry, I didn't realise.

It's all right. What exactly is this?

Forensic reports you were screaming for. Do you get a thrill out of dropping me in it?

Pardon? If you had a problem, ask me, not top brass. I don't know what you're talking about. It was me.

I rang your chief super. I did try speaking to you but for some reason

you didn't want to talk to me.

Don't try and protect him. Look, you! Leave my sergeant out of this.

I wasn't born with a silver spoon up my backside. I've got kids, a mortgage.

Nine years left before I pick up my pension. You wanna finish off MY career as well?

Get your revenge because I gave you a hard time? Actually, I'm grateful to you.

You made me realise that adopting a Yorkshire accent and trying to be one of the lads

wasn't the way I'd succeed in the force.

Next time you need summat done in a hurry,

please remember Northern peasants' brain cells don't work as fast as Oxford tossers'.

You should have had him up on a discipline charge. Leave it. No, he was out of order. Leave it!

Would you like a drink? No, but I'd like a cigarette.

What are you doing here?

Taking photos.

Er, where's Simon? I woke early.

I should get back.

In my head I know it's over, I know.

But everywhere I go, I...I smell your perfume... I can't hear this.

How cruel can it get? You go on your honeymoon, I think I have some breathing space.

And here we both are...together. I don't know what to do. I'm sorry.

It's not just you.

It's the investigation. I...I'm having trouble with the local force.

Not getting all the information. I need a clear head.

I need...

I can't say what you want me to say. I can't.

No, you're right. I'm behaving very badly.

I'm sorry.

I've got work to do. Can I give you a lift? No, I'll be fine.

I'll be fine.

Yeah. How are you getting on with those reports? What?

I can't hear you, you're breaking up.

Hello? Havers? I...I've got you now.

I'm gonna go and see Richard Tey, try and shed some light on the dead baby.

When you've finished, why don't you go and visit the teacher...? Miss...? Yeah, Fitzallen.

I'll see you in The King's Head about 12.30. ..All right.

You're not the only one who thinks I'm guilty.

Why didn't you call the police? Like you lot would give a monkey's.

I'm top of your list of suspects. What makes you think that?

My uncle's dead, I get the farm.

I don't even have to put up with Roberta in the house.

She'll probably spend the rest of her days in the funny farm.

You tackled William Tey about Roberta's appearance. I cared about Roberta. Cared?

The Bobby I knew when I left Keldale were really sweet. When I came back, she was like this different girl.

It didn't stop you being extremely affectionate towards her. What? What else did the two of you do?

What are you on about? I've applied to the coroner to exhume the baby found at the abbey.

Also for access to Roberta's medical records. I told you before.

She had a crush on you. Are you the reason she was piling the weight on?

Because she hated herself? She hated what you were making her do? You dirty-minded bastard.

You must have panicked when you found out she was pregnant. William would have killed you if he'd known.

You'd have lost the farm. Dig up the baby. Do the tests, then come back and lick the cow shit off my boots.

Gillian had a crush on you, too.

Was she the one you were involved with? Did you seduce her? No.

Did she seduce you? No. An attractive girl throwing herself at you would be irresistible.

Your uncle was a well-respected figure.

People here are scared and angry.

They'll break more than your windows when they find out that I've arrested you on suspicion of his murder.

Get me out of here.

He's in a mess. Oh, Deborah. Look, we all just pretended that things could carry on as normal.

How stupid is that? And Tommy played along. Well, he can't any more.

So what are you suggesting?

I don't know.

Help him...with the investigation. Just a few hours in the lab.

Oh, you can't resent that.

He sounds really isolated.

At least this is one thing we can do to make things easier.

Not...not just for him, but for you and me.

So that when we get on that plane to Venice, it IS just the two of us.

THUNDER RUMBLES

Gillian had been coming on to me since she were 14.

You don't understand all the things she could do. She drove me wild.

You left to escape Gillian? I left to escape William. He caught you at it?

Me with my trousers down, her on her knees. What did he do?

He ordered her back to the house. Said he'd deal with her later. He threw me off the farm.

But then he changed his mind, decided you should inherit it? On the proviso Bobby could live in the house.

I were gobsmacked.

When I got back, Gillian had taken off and it was obvious Roberta weren't gonna be fit to take over.

Well, he must have mentioned Gillian when you returned. No, never.

It was like he just wiped her out, like she'd never existed.

And you still maintain you never saw her again? I'd have remembered.

Why were you so affectionate with Roberta?

She was unhappy.

She missed Gillian. I knew how much Gillian would be missing her.

You cared about how Gillian felt?

Why? She'd come on to you, she'd nearly cost you the farm. What happened?

Did you fall in love with her? Look, everything I said she did, she did. She was wild.

When did you realise you loved her? Before or after you married your wife? Not till I came back...

found her gone. Some days I've wished I could just rip Gillian out of my skull.

Bottom line...

I don't think I want to.

RATTLING

Still no sightings of Tessa's husband, Russell.

You've got something on your shoulder. Mmm?

There are some evil-looking rats in Tey's cellar.

Where d'you get these? Inside his radio. Tey and Olivia were into bondage? What's that all about?

I don't know. What have you got?

According to her old teacher, Miss Fitzallen, Gillian was a boy-free zone

and a highly intelligent scholar. Oxbridge material no less.

Father Hart said Gillian was an angel. Richard Tey claims she was sexually voracious.

Are we any closer to tracing her?

No. Maybe Richard DID knock her off.

I don't think so. William caught him with Gillian. If anyone killed her, Daddy did.

We could always get Nies and his men to start digging. How many acres has that farm got?

That'd give him something to complain about. Tempting.

We're still dealing in theories, though.

One thing I am sure about, finding out what happened to Gillian is the key to Tey's murder.

Are we any closer to tracing the weapon that killed the dog? No, and the paperwork's a joke.

The forensic report's still incomplete and that stuff Nies gave us last night is worse than useless.

God knows if we're suffering from under-resourcing or Nies' threatened go-slow.

It's obviously going to be a struggle to get anything done.

Um...Webberley rang. Oh?

Hillier's very - double underlined - KEEN to know if you're close to a result.

Headlines like 'Rural Communities Let Down By Police' have not helped.

He probably sees his OBE slipping away.

Are you OK? Not sleeping very well.

Deborah told you about this morning?

Er, yes, yes.

I have no excuses. I behaved appallingly. It won't happen again.

Yes, well, we...we don't make things easy for each other, do we?

How do you mean? Well, um, best man.

Why did you accept? Probably for the same reason you asked me. What's the alternative?

Never seeing each other again? Is that what you want? I want...

I want to be beyond this m...mess.

We can't go back, that's impossible.

I realise that now.

We'll work it out. Give me time.

I mean it. I hope you'll both... be very happy. That's all I wanted to say.

I gather Nies is still on the scene and working the Tey case.

That must make things difficult.

I'm bringing some of my own people in, get a second PM done. I want to help. Don't be ridiculous!

You're on your honeymoon. We fly to Venice in a few days, so you have a forensic scientist. I appreciate it.

But maybe a clean break is what's needed. Ah, you're probably right.

I mean, how much can one friendship take, eh? I'll call you.

LOUD CLATTER >

Just a fox, I think, knocked over the dustbins.

KNOCK ON DOOR

I'm wide awake now. It's the shock. Can I come in? It's easier to wind down with company.

I don't think it's a good idea. I'll keep my distance, I promise.

I'm sorry.

I can't be on my own, not just yet. Please?

One drink.

Would you like me to do that? No, thank you.

My brother used to shake. It's very tough watching someone you love suffer.

I kept waiting for the smile,

the moment that he'd come back to me and say, "I fooled you, only joking."

It doesn't happen like that, does it?

Huntington's disease is hereditary, isn't it?

Yes. Are you affected?

I'm a carrier. What does that mean?

I don't want to think about that. Not now.

I'm sorry.

It's not you. It's... There's lots of things. My job.

Policemen can't have fun?

There's obviously nothing in the cowshed, so let's get back to the farmhouse,

start again.

Take the kitchen this time. While you concentrate on the bedrooms(?) Wait a second. What's wrong?

What could be wrong?

Morning, Tommy. What do you want?

Oh, just a moment to gloat.

My sources tell me Little Lord Fauntleroy's been sleeping with a witness, maybe even a suspect.

I have an investigation to run. Not for much longer, mate. And you've only got yourself to blame.

The higher you climb, the further you fall.

Jeopardising a police investigation, compromising the Yorkshire Police Force, the Commissioner himself.

I'm warning you, Sergeant. Oh, warn away, please. Don't think the title's gonna help you.

They're gonna crucify you, you bleedin' hypocrite. No, they're not. Havers.

If you're talking about last night, it was me.

Pardon? He slept with me.

Don't be stupid. Oh, it's...some joke, eh?

But you know how these earls love shagging below stairs. You're lying.

No, I'll swear to it in front of a tribunal.

The worst the inspector can be accused of is bad judgment.

What do you reckon? He'll be so grateful, he'll actually give you one? Get out!

You'll regret you ever met him, love.

If YOU feel humiliated, imagine how I feel! You didn't have to do that.

Oh, yes, I did.

I don't give a toss what you get up to in your personal life but it is my job on the line, too.

Before you say something you regret might... What? What are you gonna do?

Have me kicked out? Have me busted down like you did Nies?

I mean, it is not like you did not know how much this case means to me.

It's not like I didn't say what...

Stupid. Why should you care about me?

You see what you want and you take it. Screw the consequences. Oh, that's right. Why not?

I'm just this pampered inbred, who couldn't possibly be allowed to care about anything,

because that would upset your prejudices. We mustn't do that.

Take away the prejudice and who's Barbara Havers?

First rule of policing - suspicion is not proof. What are you saying?

I didn't hear what I heard? What did you hear?

Stepha going into your room. Anything else? No! Thank God.

Would you care to hear the tape? You made a tape of it? Of course I did.

Oh.

OK, you can skip the verbal warning.

Stay where you are.

Has it crossed your mind that this is what the top brass want?

What? You've mouthed off at every other officer. You've threatened to go to a tribunal.

Who is the one officer they know is gonna get you so uptight that

you blot your copybook irredeemably?

ME, of course. That...

"arrogant, aristocratic ponce", as I believe you once referred to me.

Well, congratulations... you played right into their hands.

Now go back to the farmhouse,

turn the place inside out and find me something, anything that leads us to Gillian Tey.

That's an order.

Thanks for this.

Well, thanks for allowing me to help. Any problems? No.

I performed a PM on the dog. The dog was drugged with barbiturates. He was unconscious when he was killed.

So he wasn't killed to silence him.

Not unless the person went into the house, got the drugs and gave them

to the dog. Why go to the house?

They're the same drugs as taken by William Tey. They could have brought them in from outside. Unlikely.

You administer the drug to the dog, slit his throat and wait for Tey to come into the barn looking for him.

Why would he assume the dog would be in the barn?

There is...um... another interesting thing.

Forensics show that the bloodstains on Roberta's dress were fresh when she acquired them.

What? Roberta had to have been in the barn at the time, or soon after, the dog and her father were killed.

The blood comes from the dog and Tey, consistent with her cradling them.

Consistent with her cutting the dog's throat? To lure her father into the barn to kill him?

Roberta as the murderer? It doesn't make sense.

She hides the knife, wipes the fingerprints from the axe, yet she stays there, waiting to be caught.

She's genuinely traumatised. If the priest hadn't turned up, God knows how long she'd have been there.

Well, try another approach. If Roberta didn't kill her father, then she must know who did.

What if the killer and Roberta were close? What if the killer murdered William Tey to protect Roberta?

What are we really talking about here?

What was Tey doing to Roberta?

I'm not sure.

Maybe we should take a closer look at the dead baby.

I haven't found Gillian. But I...I have found someone.

They were a secret present to Roberta. The subscriber's name is a Felicity Stewart.

Neither Roberta nor the newsagent's were aware of her identity. Roberta collected them from the shop.

Have we got an address for this Felicity Stewart? Yeah. It's a homeless refuge in London.

Testament House. I also noticed something else at the farm.

There were scratch marks on the back of Roberta's door. What sort?

Oh, I know it's stupid. No, go on.

Supposing you were desperate, trying to get out. Get SOCO to examine them. And go to Testament House.

See if they know where this Felicity is now. You want ME to go? That a problem?

No, I just... I thought you'd wanna handle it. You made the breakthrough, you follow it up.

What do we think he did with these? I don't know. I've no idea. Was your husband sexually abusing Gillian?

Is that why you left? No. I told you, he loved them.

A baby was found dead at Keldale Abbey a year ago. Newborn, unwanted.

Possibilities are endless.

Underage lovers, married woman having an affair. An incestuous relationship.

No! Something terrible was going on in that farmhouse, that I know. And if I know, so does someone else.

I've applied to have that baby exhumed so we can run DNA tests. It's nothing to do with me now.

This is my home. I've a new life, a new family.

If I find out you left those girls knowing they were being sexually abused,

I'll have you locked up as an accessory.

Sergeant Havers.

We've talked about moving.

One of the problems about living on the premises is you're on duty 24 hours a day.

Felicity? Sweetheart?

There's some people here to see you.

What are you doing back? I was just going to college.

What is it? Sergeant Havers, Metropolitan Police Force.

You're Gillian Tey, aren't you? What?

Answer the question, please.

Are you Gillian Tey?

Please answer the question. Are you Gillian Tey?

Felicity?

Felicity, come out. There is no Felicity.

Gillian, whatever has happened, we can talk about it. Of course you're Felicity. You're my wife.

Felicity loved you, Jonah. Come out. Now! Talk to me.

Is there anything in there that she can hurt herself with? What? Out of the way. ..Give me a hand.

Get an ambulance.

Say it, Jonah. Say I'm evil.

I hate her. Who?

Gillian. I hate Gillian.

You can't dig the baby up. Leave her in peace, please. Go on. Everything was crazy.

Paul was dead.

I wasn't eating.

Maybe I fooled myself.

Maybe I thought I could be normal like everybody else, have a happy ending.

But she came early. She was so small.

She obviously wasn't well.

I knew she was going to die.

Did Ezra know you were pregnant? No.

I finished the relationship as soon as I found out.

He was the father, he had rights. What rights?

To go endlessly to the hospital, to watch his child die a horrible and painful death?

Instead he hears his own baby dying in the abbey and he doesn't even know it's his child?

Imagine the guilt when he finally worked it out. I did it for him. I did it for the baby.

He nursed Paul. He could have faced it.

You murdered your daughter because YOU couldn't deal with reality. No.

Now he's so angry he can't let go, while you sit reading your romantic novels. Is that what you think?

He does all the suffering while I feel nothing?

Why do you think I keep Ezra's painting above the bar? Why?

Because every time I look at its bright blue sky, I remember. And when I remember, I pay.

King's Cross nick was the nearest. Well, I hadn't any choice. I had to caution her.

She's refused a solicitor. Has she got medical approval to travel?

I suppose. Yeah. Why? Ask her if she wants to see Bobby.

I don't think that's such a good idea.

I promised Roberta. It provoked some reaction. I can't let her down.

What does Doctor Samuels reckon?

He's not completely comfortable with it. Apparently I'm the only one she's responding to,

so maybe if she sees Gillian, it'll stop the regression.

I've cleared it with the Deputy Chief Constable. Well, if Gillian agrees,

she'll need to be with people she feels safe with.

Not some plonker of a DC with a Scout's badge in psychobabble.

I've rung Helen. Helen Clyde. You met her at the wedding. She's attached to the MET as a profiler.

If you're about to charge someone, the team should be informed.

You're off the team. Obstruction of a murder investigation,

insubordination towards a senior officer. Unprofessional conduct.

Your choice will be Traffic or resigning on health grounds.

Hit me! I'll enjoy saving the taxpayer the cost of your pension.

Do you know Inspector Lynley well? Oh, we've been friends for a while.

There's an officer up in Yorkshire,

Nies. He's got a bit of a problem with the inspector.

He says last time that Lynley was up there another officer lost his job. Nies got busted down.

I'm surprised he was as polite as that. Well, he wasn't, actually.

Nies made a mistake then covered it up. As a result, an innocent person was sent to prison.

What happened? Well, Tommy gave him a chance to put things right. But Nies, being the...

piece of dirt that he is, refused.

He had Tommy down as a wimp of a public schoolboy. Thought he didn't have the guts to stand up to him.

But he was wrong.

I think we can dispense with those. OK.

My God, what was going on in Tey's house? I don't know.

But if Gillian did kill him...

well, I reckon he deserved it.

If, at any stage, I feel that Roberta is at risk... I know.

Gillian?

You know who this is, don't you, Bobby?

Who is it, Bobby?

Please, Roberta.

It's me, Gillian.

Say hello, Bobby.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry. I didn't know this was going to happen.

What happened, Gillian? This...

All of it is MY fault. What's your fault?

Mummy going away...everything.

"YOU'RE the woman of the house now, Gillian."

"Cutlery, half an inch from the plate.

"Food on the table, 12.30 precisely.

"Daddy's had a long morning."

The clock in the kitchen was slow or maybe the one in the dining room was fast.

I'm a stupid, stupid girl! What else did Daddy make you do? You're too confrontational.

Please can I have the handcuffs now, Daddy?

What did Daddy make you do then, Gillian? What did Gillian do then?

What happened next, Gillian?

Open the cellar door.

Go in...shut the door. What about the rats? You must have been terrified.

Sometimes Daddy let me sit on the top step. What was it that finally made you run away?

What about Bobby? How could you abandon Bobby? Careful, don't criticise her.

He loved her best. He told me.

Bobby was his best girl.

All those years apart. You started to feel guilty. Is that why you came back?

You're pushing her. Don't push her.

I understand, he was your dad and you loved him. But you felt you had to stop him.

No.

What did you do to stop him, Gillian?

Nothing.

I didn't kill him.

I didn't.

Liar!

Liar. Liar, liar.

What's she lying about?

YOU didn't send Mum away. I did.

He said...

He said YOU were his best girl.

He said you were an angel. No.

I went to Father Hart and I asked him how to be an angel.

Bad Bobby. You put on the handcuffs, too?

"What do bad girls have to do, Bobby?"

"Put on the handcuffs, Daddy." Then what do bad girls do, Bobby?

Go to my room.

What happens next? He takes the handle off.

The key goes...

click.

Is it dark in your room?

I see things coming through the curtains. Monsters coming to get me.

"Try and get out, bad girl. Scream, Bobby. Scream for Daddy.

"Show me how sorry you are."

"Please, Daddy, let me out.

"I'll be good."

Where was Daddy?

He was staring at me through the hole where the handle had gone.

"I'm sorry, Daddy.

"I'm sorry.

"I'll be good."

What happened when he let you out?

He'd hug me.

He'd tell me that I was his special girl.

And he didn't want to have to punish me.

He said it was for my own good.

He loved me. He really loved me.

So why did you kill him? What? I didn't kill him.

Look, stop the interview. Immediately.

I didn't kill him...

Not because of that.

Why then?

He said he loved Bridie, too. I heard him with Olivia.

"Bridie needs a firm hand." I heard him. This is totally inad...

You killed him to protect Bridie? He was going to marry Olivia.

He was getting a new wife, a new little girl.

I was his special person, he was mine. Why should she have him? He's mine.

Bobby. You must've had a good plan. Is that why you put your best dress on?

I'm not a fat, stupid lump. What's next on the plan?

I killed Snap.

Our dog, Snap.

I didn't want to. To get Dad into the barn?

It didn't hurt him. I gave him some of Daddy's pills.

I cut his throat.

And I called Daddy.

I chopped off his head.

He knelt down to Snap and I chopped off his head.

Why the axe, Roberta? He was on his knees.

He wouldn't see it coming. And I only had one chance.

And he's MY daddy. She'll never get him now.

Bridie's mum's on her own. She'd be grateful for any help with her unruly daughter.

And gradually Tey develops a relationship in which Olivia becomes totally dependent on him.

And even if Bridie's punishment had to be more subtle, he'd have found a new victim. That's always thrilling.

First he marries Tessa - a gullible, young romantic he can intimidate and manipulate.

And when she goes, she becomes a saint who Gillian can't live up to.

And the same pattern for Roberta when Gillian flees. Will the girls recover?

Well, Gillian seems to have a greater sense of self-awareness.

She knows she's lost her own identity through her compulsive need to please.

That's why she was an angel for Father Hart. Mmm. But...

Well, Roberta... she murdered her father.

She's gonna be in a secure unit for a very long time.

I thought it was sexual abuse. I never imagined...

The man psychologically tortured his own daughter.

Poor kid...

so desperate for her dad's love she ended up killing him.

I doubt anyone can drive that nightmare away.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Why not? It was a good result.

Here. No, you don't want my snot on that.

You don't have to do that, you know.

What?

Push me away.

People being nice, it...

..it's a tricky one.

Yeah, I know.

What Tey did, I mean...

Parents are supposed to take care of their kids, aren't they?

That's the theory.

Do you have any brothers and sisters?

One of each. You?

Yeah.

I had a brother.

Oh, he was cheeky.

He was great, all the usual stuff.

He got leukaemia. Died when he was 15. I'm sorry.

Oh, my mum and dad, they couldn't bear it.

In the end, they...they...

..they just stopped visiting him.

I used to go, though. Used to tell him all the stuff that had happened.

He could hear me, I know he could.

He...

He...he died alone.

Well, I was in school and...

The hospital phoned my parents but they didn't get there till it was too late.

I've put up pictures of Terry and all his certificates and stuff up in the living room.

Well, a shrine...I suppose.

I've made sure that Mum and Dad see him every day for the rest of their lives.

I think I...I've driven my mum mad.

What kind of a monster does that make me, eh?

You're not a monster.

You knew Roberta had killed Tey, didn't you?

That's why you got rid of the knife and wiped the axe clean when you found her in the barn.

Why? Did you feel guilty?

Every week she came to you, told you what a bad girl she'd been.

She asked you how to become an angel.

She's young. I thought she was exaggerating. I get confused.

You weren't confused. You just didn't wanna believe it. Not of William, the son you never had.

No good hiding behind a wall of senility.

That poor child was begging you for help and you did nothing.

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'and that will be heavy at times.

'But it looks as though the unsettled weather will clear later,

'giving sunshine and just one or two showers across the whole region.

'Looking a bit further ahead, the weekend will be fairly sunny...'

Subtitles by Audrey Flynn BBC Scotland 2001

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