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[Jeanette] Three bodies in three days

at various locations across the city.

I'm starting to see a pattern.

Kids going missing, refugee kids.

[Lou] Lowry, he's in ICU.

It looks like he's been poisoned.

And do you think Angela's evil or her actions are evil?

Margaret!

You get back.

You got a man in your life?

His name is Lance.

He's married and that suits me fine.

[Jeanette] Sometimes, I think, if me and Alex opened things up,

we might be a bit happier.

I'm calling to let you know about another body

in Ferret's Wood.

-[Jeanette] What's your name? -Madeleine.

My name's Victoria.

And crash.

Oh, no, my car.

[Victoria chuckling]

Come on, Mr. Mud Pie. Dad's running your bath.

Aw, but I'm playing with Victoria.

Inside, Martin.

Come on. Can't have your tea like that.

[Martin] Bye.

Want to stay for dinner, sweetheart?

Quiche Lorraine?

[child squealing and laughing]

[child giggling]

[water splashing]

[Martin yelping and giggling]

[ominous music]

[Barbara] Victoria. Victoria, wait.

[gate latch rattling]

You're fast.

What's wrong, sweetheart? How come you left?

You sure everything's okay?

You know, you've really made Martin's holiday.

He loves playing with you.

Talks about you when you're not even here.

Listen, sweetheart,

you don't have to stay if you don't want to.

You're welcome anytime.

I've gotta go. I've left the oven on.

But I mean it.

Anytime you like.

[ghostly enchanting music]

[Victoria] The world isn't built for people like me.

That's my fault.

And I have to accept this hasn't happened to anyone else.

Only me.

♪ Rock-a-bye baby on the treetop ♪

♪ When the wind blows the cradle will rock ♪

♪ When the bow breaks the cradle will fall ♪

♪ Down will come baby cradle and all ♪

♪ Hush, little baby ♪

♪ Don't you leave ♪

[drones humming]

[Officer] Come on. Get it.

Uniforms on the ground looking for a bag.

Drones assisting overhead.

And the call to my mobile?

Unregistered phone,

pinged two local cell towers last night.

Nothing before or since.

So it's been used and dumped. Shit.

Well, it's not all shit.

Lovely wee memento for your scrapbook.

Did you not see your close-up this morning?

Oh, God, you're joking?

Never occurred to you this might be a wind-up?

But it's not. Why would it be?

Well, you're a celebrity. You know how it is.

It's not a wind-up.

[Man] Stop.

Okay, carry on.

Why did you ask Ursula Wilson not to press charges?

What do you mean?

Well, when I went 'round there,

she said the officer she spoke to advised her

not to pursue her claim.

Is this what you've been stewing on?

Lowry used Lidocaine on her.

That would've been useful information to have, yeah?

You said no one would believe her

because she's a sex worker.

Where's the lie, Jeanette?

We'd never have gone to trial.

You know how grim these rape kits are.

Sod's law they would have lost it.

The freezer would've broken or some shite.

You know how the justice system fails people like her

again and again and again.

I know, I know, I know the system. We're it.

I know.

It's just not our job

to influence the victim's decision, is it?

[Lou] Do you think I persuaded her?

Her mind was already made up.

And she was never the same afterwards,

even though she never went through with it.

Okay.

How do you know that?

Because I checked on her

to make sure she was okay.

Okay?

Okay. Gotta ask.

[unsettling music]

[line ringing]

Oh, hello. Um, I'm looking for Margaret.

Sophia Craven.

Uh, Margaret's my patient.

I...

Uh, and how did it happen?

I...

I'm so sorry. She was...

[call end tone]

They think they found something in the clearing up there.

It's, uh, not a bag. It's underground.

The drones spotted a disturbance in the earth.

Disturbance?

[Lou] Well, once the soil has been turned,

it never looks the same.

Okay, uh, who owns this land?

The farm down the road.

Okay, cheers.

Get them digging.

[pigs squealing]

Can I help you?

Detective Chief Inspector Jeanette Kilburn.

You're the owner of this farm?

Yeah.

We've been alerted to some criminal activity

in the nearby wood.

Right?

Have you noticed any suspicious activity

on the farm or in the nearby wood?

-No. -No?

And who else works here?

[Vincent] Farmhands. Butchers.

Short-term contractors.

Any of them got criminal records?

[scoffs]

I expect the tax man would like word or two with them.

How long have you owned this farm?

Ten years.

And you live in the farmhouse, yeah?

I just own the farm.

Original owners kept the house.

And their names?

Ben and Mary.

No surnames?

Burkeman.

And your name?

Vincent.

Dwyer.

[cellphone ringing]

Sorry.

Yeah.

[Lou] They found something. Get back here.

[Jeanette] Okay.

That'd be all for now, Mr. Dwyer.

Thank you. Um.

If I need anything else, I'll be in touch.

[Vincent] Mm.

[Jeanette] Oh, there is one more thing.

Do you know a man called Carl Lowry?

Yeah.

Only by reputation.

I hear he's a nasty piece of work.

[dramatic music]

Hiya, how can I help you out?

Hi. I'm DC Mike Dilliston.

I'm with Bristol Metropolitan Police.

What can I do for you, DC Mike Dilliston?

I need to identify some young males

who may potentially be residents here.

High turnover, mind.

[Mike] I'm afraid these young men have died.

This is a murder inquiry.

Do you know any of these boys.

Could you check them again?

I'm sorry.

Most of them only stay here for a couple of weeks

and then they get moved on or sent back.

So is there anyone else staying here

that you haven't seen in a while?

I've been here four years now.

The time I've been here, we've had

a fair amount of them abscond.

How many?

[Deborah] Well, in total, the whole time I've been here,

I don't know, probably about 80.

We keep a list.

If you could give me a copy?

Cheers. Here's my email. It's probably easier.

Yeah. Course. [door banging]

Hey, you must know Lou Stanley.

Yeah, I do.

You one of his boys?

-"His boys"? -From the gym.

He runs that little boxing club.

No. No, I'm not one of his boys.

[music intensifies]

He's a good bloke. Tell him I said hi.

Thanks for your help.

Hi.

Do you speak English?

Yes.

I'm DC Mike Dilliston. I'm with the police.

We're conducting a murder inquiry.

Do you know any of these guys?

What's your name?

Amar.

What happened?

I fell.

Come find me.

Come speak to me at the station

if you wanna talk about anything, any time.

Oh, my God.

The hat.

The hat.

It's Martin Ryan.

What now?

The farmhouse.

[doorbell dinging]

Hi there.

Go back in the kitchen.

[Lou] Mr. Ben Burkeman?

What can I do for you?

[Jeanette] I'm Detective Chief Inspector Jeanette Kilburn.

This is Detective Inspector Lou Stanley.

We'd like to speak to you in connection to an inquiry.

Can we get you some tea or...

-No, I'm fine, thank you. -Ah, please.

How do you take it?

Builders. Strong.

And what can we help you with today?

We've had a tip-off about some criminal activity

and we're currently conducting a search of the local area.

We've spoken to Vincent Dwyer over at the farm.

You know him?

Of course. We sold him the farm.

[bones crunching]

You mentioned a search.

What are you looking for?

We found a body.

We've believe it's been there for quite some time.

How awful.

The remains were found in woodland

adjacent to this house,

woodland that we believe belong to you

at the time this person went missing.

Madeleine, please go to your room.

Have you ever seen anything strange?

If she has, she's never mentioned it, have you?

I haven't seen anything.

-Are you sure? -She said she hasn't.

Room, Madeleine, now.

Do you know who it is?

We're still waiting for a formal identification.

We have an idea.

A missing boy.

Martin Ryan, eight years old.

Disappeared from the area 25 years ago.

[Mary gasps]

How terribly sad.

You knew him?

He and his family holidayed here a few times

in the nearby cottages.

So he visited the farm?

From time to time.

His mother would buy eggs

for Martin and Victoria to have with their tea.

Sorry, who's Victoria?

-Our daughter. -Our other daughter.

[Ben] Martin and Victoria used to play together,

then, one day, Martin wandered off

and never came back.

It was deeply upsetting for the community.

Is it possible to speak with Victoria?

She's dead.

And I'm very sorry for your loss.

Can I ask what happened?

I don't think we can be of any more help.

We don't know who killed that poor boy

or who would leave his body in the woods.

Now, if you'll excuse us. You've upset my wife.

I'm sorry.

Before we leave,

do you have a photo of Victoria?

Just for our files.

No.

None at all?

Mr. Burkeman.

Do you know a man called Carl Lowry?

No, I can't say that I do.

Thank you for your time.

Do you go to Beecham College, Madeleine?

[Ben] Please go.

[Sophia] I should've seen it coming.

I've been preoccupied.

Yeah, I wasn't giving her 100% of my focus.

I've gotta admit that to myself.

What is it that you feel has preoccupied you?

I didn't give her the tools she needed

to stay in control.

Now, if I were wired differently,

if I'd been able to shelve this obsessional thinking,

then...

Then what?

Then I might not be here now.

Where is that?

[Sophia] This is failure.

Yeah. Failure's all I can see.

Are you talking about Margaret?

Or Victoria?

Maybe it's time to let Victoria go.

Failure is not a concrete thing.

Nor is closure.

Seems to me that you feel you failed yourself.

Mm. Yeah. Should've been there for her.

[message notification beeping]

Ah, search complete.

No body in a bag anywhere in the woods.

Shit.

He was here the whole time

and they knew or someone knew.

They've waited. Fuck! Why? Why?

[cellphone ringing]

-Oh, news travels fast. -Is that your dad?

Yeah, I can't talk to him now.

Someone gives me a heads up

that there's a body in the woods,

but it's a child who's been missing for over two decades,

a child whose disappearance that my dad couldn't solve.

[Lou] Well, his identity is still pending.

That little hat, Lou.

You think Martin's connected to our three bodies in bags?

Don't know.

But let's just say it is Martin Ryan,

Martin makes friends with Victoria Burkeman

and now she's dead.

The Burkemans, they say they don't have

a single photograph of their daughter

and now their second daughter goes to Beecham College

where the third body was dumped.

It's too much of a coincidence.

Bloody Ryan's no longer a missing child.

It's a homicide.

We need to find out what happened to Victoria Burkeman.

Fuck!

-I'm late. -For what?

I've got a date.

[David] Hey.

Sorry, I... David, what are you doing here?

I need to see you.

Are you... Have you been following me?

I really need to see you, please.

It's very urgent.

David, this is a real invasion of my privacy.

It's, it's not going to be possible

for me to see you again.

Now, I, I can recommend another therapist.

No, no, that isn't gonna work for me.

That isn't gonna work for me.

Now, I wanna play the shopping game.

I bought a silencer, yeah.

I bought a silencer

and you, you bought

-a tea set. Yes. -A tea set.

Why do you always say that?

[David grunts loudly]

No!

No!

[somber music]

Oh, fuck.

[car alarm blaring]

I'm sorry. I'm late. I'm sorry.

It was just, uh...

Time just got away from me and, um...

Sorry. Anyway.

Um.

Okay. Ooh, fun. New?

No.

I've already ordered for you.

Biriyani. You always get biriyani.

Biriyani is fine.

Okay.

To finally achieving your dreams.

[Alex] Thanks.

It's just the beginning.

The gallery wants more pieces.

Wow.

Oh, I just hope you remember me and Joe,

you know, during the cocaine years.

[Alex] Very funny.

Your dad called earlier.

[Jeanette] Oh, Jesus Christ.

I can't speak to him today.

We've just found Martin Ryan.

That poor kid.

He was under our noses the entire time,

just waiting to be found.

Alex, it's just...

I mean, it's a bit of closure for his parents,

but it's bloody devastating.

It's devastating. He was just...

Sorry.

Hey, I'm sorry.

Thank you.

You have no idea how to switch off from this job, do you?

That's not true, it's just been a really tough...

You're never normally this bad.

Can't you just be here?

I am here. I'm here now, aren't I?

-[Alex] Yeah, but you not... -I know what you meant, okay?

I know what you meant, and just don't say

wanky shit like that to me.

If I'm here, I'm here.

Can you not just sit with me and be here?

-I'm sorry. -[Alex] It's fine.

Alex, I have supported you the entire time.

I have never complained. I have never asked you

to change your job. I...

I've had to work to make that happen

and sometimes that means long hours, okay?

And you think I haven't supported you?

Hm?

All the evenings you haven't been home.

All the parent-teacher meetings you haven't attended,

all Joe's football matches you've missed.

I've supported your absence.

What about all the times you disappear into your studio

and we don't see you for days? What about that?

This isn't the grief Olympics, Jeanette.

We're both consumed by our jobs,

but I haven't forgotten that we're also married.

That's really unfair.

Before you know it, Joe will be all grown up

and we'll be in the house on our own

and we'll have nothing to talk about.

Stop.

I'm sorry.

Sure.

Your painting.

-My painting. -Yeah, your painting.

Tell me about it. What's it about?

It's about loss.

You've seen it?

-Sorry? -The painting.

-Have you seen it? -Yes, I've seen it.

It's the one...

[scoffs] Yeah.

[melancholy music]

[background chatter] [pool balls clacking]

My friend. It's a gift.

From me to you, yeah?

[suspenseful music]

[Alex] Mojo Joe-Joe!

[Joe] Hey, Dad. How was the food?

[Alex] Let's put this up.

[Alex and Joe chatting indistinctly]

[cellphone vibrating]

[ethereal music]

[cellphone vibrating]

[murmurs gleefully]

Gotta go out. It's work.

Bye, Joe-Joe.

[Joe] Bye, Mum.

[Sophia] Come in.

Well... [chuckles]

This is, um, this is bloody delightful, isn't it?

Huh?

You have surfaces.

My surfaces have never seen daylight.

You have impeccable taste.

Thank you.

Like I know what I'm talking about.

[both chuckling]

[Sophia] Thanks for coming over.

I didn't realize how much I needed company

until I sent that text.

Are you okay?

A dear client, we've worked together for several years,

she died. Suicide.

I'm sorry.

I've been signed off from work which is standard practice.

So I've spent the entire day,

just going over my case notes,

trying to see if I missed something,

trying to find out where I went wrong...

Okay. Okay, stop. You can't do that.

Okay, I'm sure that you did everything in your power

to help your client,

but people have autonomy.

They're in charge of their own choices, all right?

You have to give yourself a little bit of grace,

even when you don't feel like it.

Especially then.

Thank you for saying that.

Well, there's, uh...

Have a lot of, uh, grown-up shit.

What do you mean?

[Jeanette] Just really nice stuff.

God, wouldn't last a second in my house.

Yeah, it could.

You should just...

[door opening]

Hey.

Uh, Jeanette, this is Lance.

-Uh, Lance, Jeanette. -Hi.

[Sophia] She's my friend. She's with the police.

[Lance] Ooh.

What have you been up to, then, hey? [chuckles]

I should go.

No. No, no, no, don't go.

I wanted to give you these.

One for every week I've known you.

Wow.

[Sighs]

[Eva] We just got the dental records back.

It is Martin Ryan.

This case nearly killed my dad.

Dominated our lives for over a decade

until it went cold and then...

Well, you just forget that at the center of it all is...

Once we've done everything our end,

he can go home.

[cellphone ringing]

-Sorry. -No.

Hey, Lou.

I've got the Ryans' statement in front of me.

The day that Martin disappeared,

he went to play in Ferret's Wood with Victoria Burkeman.

It's a whopper of a detail for the Burkemans to forget.

And the rest.

Uh, I'm heading to the Ryans now.

Okay, I'll carry on.

Okay, bye-bye.

How was the party?

Exceptional.

Never mind, there's always next year.

When's your actual birthday?

Today.

Happy birthday, mate.

Mm.

Cheers for this.

Harry put this on his TikTok.

Absolute snake.

I look like a gerbil.

For real, though, when Mr. Drake comes back,

I'm gonna report him for bullying.

Heads up.

Jacob told me.

What are you talking about?

You don't have to be embarrassed.

Remember when Harriet pissed herself

on the trip to the Somme?

It's fine.

Just put me in an awks position when Jacob came to talk to me.

Like, was the bed actually wet?

Are you sure it wasn't you? You know?

Do you wanna fuck Jacob, Charlie?

'Cause you seem to have a real interest in my sex life.

What sex life?

Whatever Jacob said, it's not true, okay?

Okay.

[Margaret] I never knew how much she hated me

until the first time she tried.

[Sophia] Why do you think she hates you, Margaret?

[Margaret] 'Cause I have a normal life.

She wanted to punish me

for achieving something she never can.

[Sophia] This is not my experience

of talking to Angela. She is...

[Margaret] She won't be happy until I'm dead.

Oh. Thanks.

I've run the bath.

Okay.

[Lance] You can come and join me if you like.

Our sex is notoriously shit.

I have to go to the police station

to give a statement about my client,

so even if it weren't shit, I'd have to pass.

[Lance] Well, just come and keep me company then.

-[Sophia] Mm-hmm. -Mm.

Because no one can change it.

You can't just dig inside and make it untrue.

[eerie music]

[Victoria] What happens to me now?

What happens now?

How do you mean, Victoria?

The world isn't built for people like me.

Everything's destroyed.

It's my fault.

It's my fault.

[Sophia] It's not your fault, Victoria.

It's my fault.

There's no way to sit with it.

Hm-hmm.

The longer I live, the longer I have to accept

that this hasn't happened to anyone else.

Only me.

I'm tainted.

There's one way out.

Victoria.

Do you feel motivated to act on these feelings?

Because, because I have to tell you that you matter.

You do matter to people.

No! No!

[Victoria grunts]

[Lance] Darling?

[Sophia] Yeah?

[Lance] Come and talk to me.

Yeah.

[obscure music]

Good grief.

Mm, sit with me.

I'm worried, baba.

I'm no one's baba.

You can talk to me about it all, you know?

It's confidential, I'm afraid.

Of course.

I can still help you relax.

Mm.

[spurting and coughing]

What the fuck did you do that for?

Uh. I don't know...

I was just being playful.

Fuck's sake.

Maddie. Maddie.

You all right?

Listen, I only told Charlie

because I know she's your friend and I was worried about you.

Look, I promise you. I didn't tell anyone else.

I didn't even mean to tell her, all right,

but she saw us leaving the party together

and wanted to know what happened.

Nothing happened.

Okay, I was just worried about you.

Are you, uh...

Am I what?

Are you all right?

[sighs] Maddie...

[Richard] My goodness.

Stone's throw from home.

[Jeanette] So this was your holiday home?

Yes.

When Martin went missing, we stayed.

I think the idea of him

coming back here and finding the house empty haunted us,

particularly Barbara.

And your wife, is she...

Unfortunately, she died, three weeks ago.

It's all right.

I think, to be honest, the truth would've killed her.

Tell me about that holiday

and Victoria Burkeman.

They went out into the woods to play.

Same as they always did.

And then...

An hour, few hours later,

she came to the door, frantic,

saying that she'd lost him.

She'd made a nest, she said.

She went to go and get some more twigs.

When she came back, he was gone.

Do you think Victoria may have heard Martin?

I don't think so. I really don't think so.

She was in an awful, awful state.

Barbara went 'round the next day

to try and reassure her, tell her it wasn't her fault.

But Ben said

that she was taking it badly, give her some space.

I haven't really talked to Ben and Mary since then.

I heard that they went to Barbara's funeral, though.

You heard? You didn't attend yourself?

I couldn't.

I couldn't.

If you become the parent

of a missing or a murdered child,

your life suddenly becomes

about managing other people's feelings.

And people watch you.

When you have a child,

the volume of your life gets turned up.

And when that child disappears,

it doesn't go back to the same volume

as it was before.

It gets much, much quieter.

Much quieter.

[Jeanette] Richard.

I'm sorry that I've had to bring you such terrible news.

Oh, thank you for telling me.

Martin used to love that picture.

Victoria used to play at it with him.

He would be Jesus.

And she would be Mary Magdalene.

[Lou] Just in time.

-What is it? -How's this for you?

No death record for Victoria Burkeman.

If she's dead, her parents never told anyone.

The fuck?

Never reported missing, no tax payments, nothing.

Then the Burkemans are lying about her being dead.

I found an ID for the first body.

I think his name might be Daniel Rexha.

How'd you get that?

[Mike] I went to the hostel in town.

The Royal Hotel.

The manager provided me a list of people

that have absconded over the last four years.

Absconded, what does that mean?

Well, his asylum claim is still active.

His case worker said Daniel missed the last fortnight

in meeting with her.

Which is, which is not unusual.

It's not suspicious until a claimant

misses two meetings.

So if they disappear after only skipping one...

It could be weeks before anyone starts looking for them.

She says hi, by the way.

Hi. She's good people.

That's good work, good work, Mike.

Okay, let's go over this again.

We've got three bodies dumped over three days

all in public places.

Fourth body, Martin Ryan, different MO.

But the tip-off to his whereabouts

was phoned in to me directly,

which is more than a little significant.

Martin Ryan's body was found on land

connected to the Burkemans.

Victoria Burkeman was friends with Martin Ryan.

She was with him on the day he went missing.

But her parents claim that she's dead.

But there's no official record.

Victoria Burkeman.

[message alert notification]

Fuck, that's Verity.

Okay, Lou, find out everything you can on Victoria Burkeman.

We need to know what's happened to her.

And, um, Mike.

Start contacting local hostels in the area

and gather a list.

Get me anyone who's missed a case worker's appointment.

Anyone who can't be traced. Be back now.

I wanted to let you know that I've spoken to your father.

As he called the station a number of times.

Now I understand that's a conversation

you may have wished to have had yourself.

But I saw fit to inform him of our findings.

It's the right thing to do to let him know.

The Ryan case dominated his professional career.

I'm well aware.

Anything else?

Only please tread carefully, Jeanette.

We don't have unlimited resources,

and we need to think about what we can solve and how.

If we botch this,

it's a poorly produced documentary

on police failures waiting to happen.

Understood.

[Verity] Carl Lowry.

-What about him? -[Verity] He's conscious.

He'll need medical sign-off,

but he might be willing to make a deal,

now he knows someone is trying to kill him.

I'll let you know.

Thank you, ma'am.

[unsettling music]

I'm here to see DC Mike Dilliston, please.

[Woman] Okay, hang on a sec.

He'll be right down.

Amar.

Can we talk, please?

Yeah. Yeah, sure, let me just find an empty room, yeah?

Come.

[Amar breathing heavily]

You okay?

I can't do this. Sorry.

[Mike] What's wrong?

Hmm.

-Hi. -Hi.

Hi.

Wow, uh, thank you.

What brings you here?

Uh, I had to come in anyway

to give a psychiatric statement

about my client, Margaret.

Yeah.

So I just figured that you could use some sugar and caffeine

if not for some moral support.

That's very kind of you. Thank you.

Victoria Burkeman.

You know her?

Yes.

We're looking for her.

[Sophia] So am I.

She's the one I told you about, the...

She vanished.

Is she dangerous?

To herself, certainly.

And to others?

[music intensifies]

[heartrate monitor beating]

[door locks]

Goodness.

You're brave.

[tensed breathing]

Nothing to say to me?

Now that's disappointing.

And there was me, thinking

you really started to enjoy yourself.

Oh, you smell the same. [light chuckle]

[heartrate monitor beeping rapidly]

Where you're going,

there is only pain.

♪ Rock-a-bye baby on the treetop ♪

♪ [indistinct] the cradle will fall ♪

♪ When the bow breaks, the cradle will fall ♪

♪ And down will come baby cradle and all ♪

[groans weakly]

[heavy music]

[music]