01x01 - Watching

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IRREGULAR BREATHING

CLOCK TICKS

PHONE VIBRATES AND CHIMES

CLOCK TICKS SOFTLY

HE EXHALES

CLANKING, ELECTRICAL BUZZING

HE GASPS

ELECTRICITY BUZZES

WATER TRICKLES,
ELECTRICAL BUZZING

BANGING NEARBY

METALLIC SCRAPING

ELECTRICAL BUZZING

BANGING NEARBY

CLANKING

CHILD: Hello?

Is there anybody there?

I can't get out.

The door's locked.

Can you help me?

Help me!

HE BANGS ON DOOR

CLANK!

Please help me!

HE BANGS

Help me!

DOOR RATTLES

IN CHILD'S VOICE: Help!

VOICE ECHOES

HE PANTS

HE TAKES A DEEP BREATH

HIS BREATHING CALMS

DOOR OPENS ABRUPTLY

FOOTSTEPS

Are you you, or
are you a burglar?

WOMAN: Don't burglars
break in at night?

Nah, that's just in the movies.

Why break in when you
know the owner's home?

SHE CHUCKLES

Ooh, I love it when
you talk cop stuff.

SHE MOANS AND GIGGLES

Come on. Busy day.

Ah, you're k*lling me.

This is k*lling me.

Aw.

Well, it's nice to
know I've still got it.

What's that?

You like it?

It's for me?

No, it's for my other boyfriend,
but I wanted your opinion.

I just...

You bought me clothes?

I mean, thank you.

Sorry. I love it.

Mm.

HE CLEARS THROAT

PLASTIC BAGS RUSTLE Jack...

I know that you don't like
me touching things up here,

but then could I ask that
you just straighten up a tad?

During the party, people might
want a tour of the house.

A tour? I thought this
was just a casual thing.

Well, it's not not casual,
but it's important.

I want my friends to
meet your friends.

Yeah, I don't have
friends. I have colleagues.

And I've only been in back
in London a few months.

I barely even know
them. Well, still,

it's our first party as a couple,
and I think it's worth celebrating

with something a little
more than just a six-pack.

Speaking of which,
my mum's lending us

her really expensive
champagne flutes.

Look, this is my brother's room.

I know, and I'm not
trying to be insensitive,

but it was decades ago.

Yeah, but this is still
my brother's room.

And you sleep in here, watching
your neighbour, even though...

I mean, I know he's weird,

but he didn't do anything.

Yes, he did.

You're obsessed.

The police have said again and again
that there's no actual evidence

that he had anything to do with
your brother's disappearance.

Yeah, well, the police got
it wrong. He is guilty.

Look, I'm excited
about this party.

Really.

But please don't ask me
to let people in here.

I'm not ready for that.

And thanks again.

I really do love it.

Sometimes I think you didn't
move back to London for work.

Sometimes I think you moved back
because he got out of prison...

..and you wanted
to be close again.

< Ready, Jack?

I'll tell you lot the
same thing I tell my son.

If you can't
concentrate on your work

with your phone in your hand,
I'll take the phone away.

All right. From the last 24 -

two g*ng stabbings,
one of them a fatality.

He was 15 and white,
so, fair warning,

the media will give a sh*t.

Acid attack in the underground.

Victims are parents and
their seven-year-old.

Little one's lost the left eye.

Sexual as*ault in
an estate stairwell.

Seems like it was several boys.

We're waiting on an appropriate
adult before we talk to her.

She's... not quite 14.

Any questions?

I just kept thinking,
if I don't intervene

and then something happens,
I'd never forgive myself.

HE GROANS

What? Is it the
stitches or...? No, no.

What? I'm fine. Shall
I pull over? No. No.

You're not getting out
of telling this story.

SHE CHUCKLES

All right, all right.

Well, so, you were wheezing
when that one woman

asked you all those
questions, pre-operation.

God, she had an attitude.

She had tattoos.

So, I asked her why she thought
my husband was a son of a b*tch.

And I said to her, you know,

"Because you've written
it on his charts,

"so that the surgeon can see."

HE CHUCKLES

But it turns out

that SOB also stands for
"shortness of breath".

Yes!

You all right?
Yeah. Hmm? Come on.

Let's get you in.
Yeah, that's good.

All right?

Great.

OK.

It's OK.

DOG WHIMPERS

I know.

I KNOW.

It was a long drive.

SHE SIGHS

We're finally here.

Nice jacket.

Hadn't pegged you for a
bloke with designer taste.

That has "girlfriend"
written all over it.

Same girlfriend
throwing this party?

Oh, no-one here
has to come, ma'am.

Oh, you're a real charmer, Jack.

I saw the others were
going for a pint.

You not joining?

I don't really drink.

Detectives have spent
years carefully cultivating

the image of
downtrodden alcoholics,

and you millennials are just
going to throw it all away?

Is she here?

Hospital.

Ella, it's Detective Caffery.

Jack.

I've only been in
London three months.

That's not long enough
to have regulars.

We've been through all this,
but I'm going to say it again.

If you don't give a statement
about what he's doing...

..there isn't enough
evidence for CPS to consider

a victimless prosecution,

which means that
my hands are tied.

And this is going
to keep happening.

Are you going to give
a statement this time?

All right.

All right.

Well, then, I'm going
to tell you the truth.

It's ugly, but it's
all I've got left.

Next time,

one of the blows to the
head is going to be harder

than he meant it to be.

And you'll die in the house.

Alone.

It'll probably be a week or
so before we're called in.

And you'll be decomposing.

You'll be... bloated.

You'll be leaking from the
mouth and nose, the an*s.

And you will smell horrible.

And the coroner, he'll saw
through your skull to examine

the damage to your brain.

And when they do that,
they fold down your face.

Forehead to chin, just whoop...

Don't worry, you'll be stapled
back together for the funeral.

I'll get a conviction.

He'll serve time.

And you'll go underground.

I can't change who
you married, Ella.

But whether or not he kills you?

That's something
I've got a say in.

Let me help you.

Please.

DRISCOLL, ON RADIO: So, how'd
it go at the hospital, Jack?

Full statement. We got him.

We'll have him in
custody by the morning.

Well done.

Thank you, ma'am.

DOOR CLANKS

WATER SPLASHES, SHE GASPS

SPRINKLER HISSES

SHE SIGHS

HE SNIFFS

Don't even think about it.

Nope.

It needs to cool.

What if I don't
survive the wait?

You shouldn't joke.

I'm not joking at all.

We're still getting
to know each other.

At any moment, this new
ticker could call it quits...

..and I'd die...

..cakeless!

You should go.

What do you mean? You're
dying to get in the fresh air.

I don't really want
to leave you alone.

Lucia's just upstairs.

Oh...

She's an adult.

She's 22.

Go on.

OK.

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

MUSIC BLARES UPSTAIRS

Luce!

Lucia!

Lucia!

Lucia!

DOG BARKS

Of course.

You're here now, aren't you?

Go and tell her to
turn that racket down.

You're useless,
do you know that?

HE SNIFFS

Ah...

Yeah.

DOG WHINES

It's all right - I'm
going to blame you.

DOOR CLOSES

Oliver! >

Wh-Wh-What... What is it?

It has to be a coincidence.

Something...

..it's been taken down by an
animal and it's... it's...

..it's just a fluke the way
it ended up looking like that.

But what kind of animal would be
big enough or tall enough to...

Dad? Lucia! We're just
coming inside. What is it?

It's nothing. Let's go inside.

You're so fake. I can tell wh...

Darling, it's not, honestly,
what it looks like.

Just go inside.

Will you? Go and... go and
check if the cake has cooled.

But how could...?
Lucia! Lucia! Inside!

Now. Go on. Go on, darling.

I really think we're
making too much of this.

Are we?

But what if he's been let out?

Oh, God.

I'm calling the police.

VACUUM CLEANER WHIRS

Hiya. Seriously considered getting
one of those maid's costumes,

but I thought it
would be too subtle.

However, if you think
I've missed a spot,

might be game for
a punishment...

Look, I know you
didn't want to clean

so I just figured
I'd do it for you.

But I told you I don't
want people in here.

What am I supposed
to tell our guests?

"Here's the upstairs.
Isn't it lovely?

"But don't go into
the padlocked room

"because it's a shrine."

I just think you should
be able to move on.

Oh, is that what you think?
Well, thanks for that.

But it is hard to move on
when you can't bury someone...

..and you don't even
know where their body is.

You never should have moved
back into your childhood home.

My parents left it to me.

Well, then, you
should have sold it.

Sometimes, in life,
we need a push.

So here's your push, Jack.

You have to choose between
your past and your future.

Oh, don't do this.

Why not?

Because I won't... choose you.

Look, I'm sorry. This whole
thing has moved fast and...

..it's only been a few months

and it's already clothes
and parties and I'm not...

Are you joking?

Is this the "I'm not ready
for a commitment" speech?

Because... you could have given it
before I sent out the invitations.

No, I just think that you deserve
someone who... God, this is perfect!

What is?

Nothing. It's fine. It's
spectacular. I'll go.

No, no, you don't have
to go. But you do love

that this is happening right
now, though, don't you?

At least admit that.

Admit that I really have given
you the perfect opportunity

to get out of all of it.
What are you talking about?

I'm not stupid, Jack.
I know you know.

Know what?

I've been tired

and emotional and...

..I told you I was
scheduling a check-up.

I have no idea what
you're on about.

I promise.

The cancer is back.

I didn't want to tell you
officially until after the party.

I wanted you to enjoy yourself.

Wait. I don't understand.

You said you've been
in remission for years.

When did you find
out it'd come back?

I had the test a week
ago, at my check-up.

Haven't gotten the
results yet, but...

..I know my body. It's back.

I have rushed things
with us, and I'm sorry.

But you don't have to break up
with me, I'll break up with you.

I don't want to put you
through cancer. It's not fun.

I'm not breaking up with you.
That's not what I was getting at.

Yes, it was. No, it wasn't.

Now, come on, let's
just sit down. Come on.

I'm not going anywhere.

I'm here.

With you.

DOG WHINES INSISTENTLY

Lucia, deal with Bear.

She wants attention.

Lucia?

Tilly, it's dead.

What? The phone.

It needs new batteries. What?
You mean it's not working at all?

It will. It just
needs new batteries.

Because I did promise the hospital
that we had a working phone line.

I told them that we don't
have mobile signal here,

but I did promise them
that we'd have a landline.

Batteries. Where are
they? Ah, batteries!

In the garden.

It looks like what
they said happened.

On the Donkey Pitch.

Let's not rush to conclusions.
But it's just like what...

Your father thinks
it was an animal.

It's the same! It's the
exact same! HE GRUNTS

DOG WHINES

Shut that dog up!

She's scared!

She's only ever been
in our London flat.

Well, go and check the
cellar door. Top bolt.

And take her with you. I
can't hear myself think.

I already did the cellar
door! Well, do it again!

Can we all just
try and stay calm?

Lucia, I'm sorry.

g*dd*mn it!

SCRAPING

It's not working.

Our phone line's been cut.

DOORBELL RINGS

Hello. I'm Detective
Inspector Honey.

This is Detective
Sergeant Molina.

We're just making...

- SHE SIGHS - Thank
goodness you're here!

Pardon me? How did
you know to come?

We haven't been able to make a
call. Our phone line's been cut!

It's been cut?

Are you certain? Well,
it's not working.

Just a moment, now.

If you're not here about our phone
line, what are you here about?

Another matter entirely.

You are under arrest for
grievous bodily harm with intent.

Meaning that you intended to cause
grievous bodily harm to your wife.

Now, wave goodbye.

You could have come to my house.

Yeah. Could have.

They're clean.

Not a single print on them.

Thanks. Didn't recognise him.
Looked him up, though. Combat Hero.

Guess they were popular in the
'80s or something. 1996. Sorry?

Every kid wanted one.

If your mum bought you one,
you'd take it everywhere.

Take a full team there,
and turn it upside down.

Penderecki? Haven't you
sent us there before?

Listen, um, without a warrant...

..it won't fall back on
me, it'll fall back on you.

VERONICA: What are the police doing
at that pervert's house again, Jack?

Jack?

Do you think I look all right?

You look beautiful.

Do you miss them? Your parents.

I do.

But not because they died.

The last decade or so, we only
spoke once, maybe twice a year.

The three of us never quite
made it back after Ewan...

So I do miss them...

..but from a long time ago.

I can come with you to the
appointments, if you want?

No, you don't have to, Jack.

I mean, it's chemo,
right? It's radiation?

Can we not talk about
cancer? Sorry. I...

I just want today to be fun.

I want us to get dressed up,
and I want to feel pretty,

and I just want to have fun.

Well, you're not "pretty".

You're stunning.

Have you caught the sun lately?

I don't think so. Oh, it's just
a nice colour in your cheeks.

Practically a magic wand.

PHONE VIBRATES

Yeah?

DRISCOLL: Jack, Ella Ward
has withdrawn her statement.

She what?

I'm sorry. But she was stable.
She had every right to leave.

Yeah, I know.

I just... I thought I could
do something this time.

You can't help everybody.

Did you ever work in oncology?

Well, it's just the dye
that they inject in you

to look for cancer
cells, has it...

..has it changed in
the last few years?

No. Why?

HONEY: Have you been in
the house all morning?

MATILDA: Er, no.

We... We didn't
get here until 11.

We drove down from London.

So you're on holiday now?

Oh, no. This is our home.

Erm, we've always had a flat
in London and our daughter

stays there now, but, erm...

You know, we split our time.

Besides, my husband had some
medical needs in the city.

They've got specialists there.

You know, it wasn't the sort of
procedure that one can do in...

Darling. Darling,
it's all right.

It's OK. Oh, sorry.

Mm.

Erm...

So, what exactly has happened?

There's been a m*rder
in the area, OK?

The victim lives
not far from here.

Have you arrested anyone?

We can't give out details,
Mrs Anchor-Ferrers.

Er, we've been
going door to door,

asking people if they've
seen anything unusual.

You really should apologise.

You should have told us.
Or someone should have.

It happened just a few
miles from this house.

So we have a right to know
if he's been released, and...

He's only served five years!

I'm sorry, ma'am, I don't...

And my daughter was only
17 when it happened.

17!

And plus my husband's
had some serious surgery,

so we're not exactly equipped
to deal with any of this.

And, meanwhile, he's...

He's already...

How could he have
been released?!

I'm sorry, Mrs Anchor-Ferrers.

I can hear you're angry,
and I want to help, OK?

But first I need to understand
who you're talking about.

Kable!

Minnet Kable?

Yes, of course!

But...

Please tell me that this
has occurred to both of you?

For goodness' sake, the five-year
anniversary is this weekend.

You passed the shrine
on the way to our home!

I don't know if you remember
what Minnet Kable did.

It was before you joined.
Of course I remember.

Doesn't everyone? It was...

..out on the Donkey Pitch,
just down the road from here.

Has he been released? I've not been
notified of any... But has he been?

I can check. I mean, that's
the sort of thing we should...

Just... just hang on a minute.

They can't send us out here and
not tell us if he's been released!

Calm down.

The Donkey Pitch murders
were five years ago.

Now, I realise another m*rder
in the area can stir up

some strong emotions,

but there's no actual reason to
believe that there's a connection

between the cases.

There's... there's something
we need to show you.

This was clearly meant to look
exactly like the Donkey Pitch.

FLIES BUZZ

But, you know, it could
be something else.

Maybe they're animal intestines.
A small deer, perhaps.

I doubt it.

But it COULD be.

There are foxes round here,

and they're big enough to
take down a small deer,

if they're keen to do it. And
hang it up in the tree like that?

HE CLEARS THROAT

This is, er...

..consistent with this
morning's crime scene.

Mr and Mrs Anchor-Ferrers, go
and gather your things, please.

My partner and I will
drive you to the station.

We should get you away from here

until we have a better
understanding of this situation.

- SHE LAUGHS - She
would love that.

UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS SOFTLY

BUZZ OF CONVERSATION,
CHILDREN LAUGH

Somethin' in the garden.

What, darling? A
monsty in the garden.

HE CHUCKLES

Jennie, there's no
monsties in this garden.

Ooh, a monsty!

It's true! We didn't see it...

..but we heard it. Ah!

It's a good thing we've
got police here, isn't it?

Hey? Yeah. Do you think we
should go and find the monsty?

You think we should
go and find him? Yeah?

All right, you lot!

Drinks down. Monsty duty!

Come on, lads, come on!

KIDS CHATTER EXCITEDLY

Let's go.

Look at you. Oh!

There's the man of the hour!

Where have you
been, Jack? Mwah!

I think it's going quite well!

I know, they're only glasses,
but my mother loves them.

OK, Jack, please go get ready.
I've laid out your nice suit.

And then, when you're
ready, I need help.

I'm just so tired these days.

I believed you at first.

Yeah, I thought you might die.

Look at that! Monsties!

JACK: And I was prepared
to be there with you,

through all of it,
I really was...

DI AKERS: Where? Where?

JACK: But it's not true, is it?

It's all a lie.

What are you talking about? The
cancer isn't back, Veronica.

You lied to me.

Jack, that's sick.

That's sick to even suggest...
You never had the test.

I did. I'm waiting
for the results.

The dye from the test turned
your veins blue for weeks.

Oh, you forgot you told
me that bit, didn't you?

I mean, you're smart,
Veronica. I'll give you that.

You know how to
think on your feet.

I told you, I thought
it was coming back.

I never said that
I knew for sure.

I never said there was
an actual diagnosis.

But at some point, you were going
to have to come clean, right?

Right, you lot, there's
no monsties here,

no monsties!

Jack, please.

Because you can't fake chemo.

And you weren't going
to shave your head.

All right, you need
to listen to me.

So at some point, you were
going to have to admit

that there was no
cancer. But when?

How long was this going to
go on for? Jack, don't...

It was just going to be a scare!

Monsty must die! Arrr!

The test was going to
come back negative.

But then we could
focus on prevention.

Nutrition.

Meditation. Retreats.

It would have been
good for both of us.

I want your sh*t...

..out of my house...

Well, you know,
that's fine, Jack.

That's just fine,
because the truth is

you are impossible to...

GLASS TINKLES

No. Jack...

Don't.

GLASS SHATTERS

You have no idea what
you have just done.

No, Jack...

HUSHED MURMURS

RATTLING

CHILD SCREAMS

HE SIGHS

It's all right, darling.

LUCIA SIGHS

DOOR CLOSES

Where's the car?

I, er, couldn't bring
it up from the road.

Why not? It wouldn't start.

What do you mean
it wouldn't start?

And I, erm...

..I saw something.

Oh, please don't.

- I don't want to hear it.
- DOG WHINES

Well, it was, erm...

..someone.

He was waiting.

Where was he?

By the back door of the house.

Does the house have
an alarm system?

The phone line is down, which
is enough to trigger a call-out.

And since no-one's come
from the alarm company,

I can only assume that it's
been tampered with, too.

What about wi-fi?

Well, it's not working.
It never does out here.

The only signal is down the road,
and we need to get there somehow.

We need to call for help.

Your car.

Yes, it's in the drive.

We'll take it to the station.
Hand me your keys, please. Yes.

Erm...

I don't... I don't understand.

I'm sure I put them in here!

Where else might they be?

I don't know! I don't remember.

Do you have a spare set?

Yes, I do, erm...

Downstairs, back
the back... door.

It's all right. I'll get them.

No, Oliver, don't!
I'll go with him.

No, er... You and
Lucia stay put.

It's all right, darling.

We're getting out of here. Yeah?

SHE SIGHS

They weren't human bones.

They aren't bones at all.

They're fake.

After tonight's little spectacle,
I looked up your neighbour.

Said he was released
six weeks ago.

Saw the search you
ordered earlier today.

Quite the little game you've
been playing since he got out.

Your neighbour,

did he take your brother?

Yes, ma'am. He took my brother.

But the police could
never prove it.

And no-one ever found him?

Well, we could get your
neighbour for harassment.

No, that's really... We've got
loads of witnesses from the party.

Thank you, ma'am, but
I'd really rather just...

Send sergeants to perform ill*gal
searches on his residence?

And not for the
first time, I hear.

Now, if I could help you
with your situation, I would,

but I can't.

And your ill*gal raid is
a disciplinary offence.

Time to take some
early leave, Jack.

Get out of my office.

Do you mean it, ma'am?

Would you help me if you could?

Cos I would give anything to
know what happened to my brother,

to know where he's buried. I've
tried every lead there is, but...

But you've got higher access
to our intelligence systems.

Are you asking me for a favour?

SHE SCOFFS

You think it wise to
push me right now?

Probably not, ma'am.

What exactly do
you want to know?

Penderecki was in and
out of prison for years.

For sex offences.

He abducted my brother,

but they never
arrested him for that.

I've tracked down every
cellmate he's ever had

because prisoners talk.

I've gotten nowhere.

But there's three weeks
that I can't account for.

He was held somewhere
before being transferred.

Now, I don't know where and I don't
know why I can't access the details,

but something happened.

It's the only lead
I've got left.

KEYS CLACK

Penderecki was in Long Lartin
for the first three weeks

of a six-month sentence.

There was a scuffle.

Doesn't say who it was with, but
they sure didn't like Penderecki -

beat him properly.

Penderecki must have said
something to provoke it.

You find the man who beat
Penderecki in Long Lartin,

maybe that man knows
something about your brother.

Maybe he doesn't, of
course, but it's something.

You know, technically,
living like this is ill*gal.

HE PUFFS

So you're here to arrest me?

No.

Why not?

I don't work around
here any more.

So you'll send your police
friends out to arrest me?

No, I won't.

You're not causing any harm.

And besides, I don't think the
police would be interested.

They mostly just
feel sorry for you.

I'm not the one
to feel sorry for.

And if you lot were the type
to have sympathy for anyone...

We're not all the same. You
can't just lump us together.

Then you never would have
called off the search.

I didn't work her case, and you
know that. But would you have?

If it was you in charge
of finding my little girl,

would you have called the
search off after just ten days?

No. I wouldn't have.
And I've told you that.

I'll find her myself.

And I won't give up until I do.

I'll bury her right.

You're allowed to hate
the police, you know.

I do, too, sometimes.

But I'd ask you not to hate me.

Why not?

Because the truth is...

..I admire you.

After what happened
to your little girl,

what you did to the
man responsible...

..that was the
right thing to do.

What do you want, Jack?

You served your
time in Long Lartin.

There was another
prisoner there,

a man by the name
of Ivan Penderecki.

He abducted my brother in 1998.

He got away with it...

..and we never found the body.

While in Long Lartin,
Penderecki was beaten - badly.

It was you, wasn't it?

Did he mention anything
about my brother?

Anything at all?

Please.

You f*ck!

I didn't beat Penderecki.

But I know who did.

I don't know what it was that
Penderecki might have said

about your brother,
but... Tell me who he is.

He won't talk to you.

But he'll talk to me.

I'll find out what he knows.

No-one should have to
live without answers.

But I want your
help with something.

When did you find it?

Sorry...? What you showed us.

In the trees. Oh.

Not very long after we arrived.

Why? What?

Nothing.

What? Ow!

CLUNKING

Ah!

SPLASHING

MATILDA GASPS

Oh, God. The sprinkler.

Oh, dammit.

What were you, erm...?
Sorry, what was it?

Oh...

Why didn't you move,
after it happened?

Oh. We couldn't.

Nobody in the whole
neighbourhood could sell.

Where's Oliver?

He can't find the keys.

I'll show you.

Dad really wanted
us to stay here.

Someone has to show him.

I won't let her out of my sight.

- DOG WHINES - It's
all right, darling.

DOG WHIMPERS

Found her in the woods.

Near the Donkey Pitch.

The Donkey Pitch?

There was no address
on the collar,

just a name.

"Bear."

Why do you care
about a dog? I don't.

I care about this.

It was in her collar.

This is a prank.

It's kids.

That's an adult's handwriting.

An adult wouldn't
joke like that.

You'd be surprised.

She's got a limp,
too. Back leg is hurt.

Something happened.

Th-This is nothing.

And... finding her near
the Donkey Pitch...

She just wandered
there by chance.

Isn't the anniversary of
those murders coming up?

Exact same location, Jack.

It's a coincidence.

Are you sure?

I know what the
cops say about me.

But I'm not a nutter.

No more than you.

Why do you care
about any of this?

Why ask me to do this?

I couldn't save my
little girl, Jack.

And you couldn't
save your brother.

But now we've both have the chance
to do right for somebody else.

Someone needs you.

Inspector Honey,

I didn't want to say anything
when my daughter was in the room,

but, erm,

I found spots on the floor
in the entrance hall.

Perhaps you should have a look.

Yes? Mm-hm.

Yes.

I don't know.

They could be anything.

Well, are you sure
it's not blood?

I'm fairly sure.

"Fairly"?

Everything's going to be
OK, Mrs Anchor-Ferrers.

You can calm down. I promise you,
there's nothing to worry about.

I'm sorry, Inspector Honey,
but I just don't believe you.

HE CHUCKLES

Golden syrup?

Mm.

Oh, that's very good.

I'm a keen cook myself.

Do you think he's
been in the house?

Is it a family recipe?

Mm.

I understand what you're
doing, Inspector Honey.

You're sort of trying to distract
me or calm my nerves or something.

I appreciate the intention,
but it's not going to work.

You know, I've been
on the force...

..since I was 20.

SPLASHING

Can't even guess any more
what it's like to be a civvy.

I've seen a few
things, believe me.

Yes, well, I'm not
much interested in...

But I've never seen anything like
the m*rder scene this morning.

What he did to that
woman, it was ferocious.

He cut her here.

Pulled everything out.
Please! I don't want...

BANG!

Ah! Oh, God!

Wh-Wh-What...?

Oh. Oh, God.

So-Sorry.

WHISPERS: Sorry. Sorry.

Sorry. It's OK,
Mrs Anchor-Ferrers.

It's all right.

It's all right.

How do you know
that it's all right?

They're just blocking
the back door.

Blocking it?

So no-one gets in.

Everything OK?

Yeah.

I was just telling
Mrs Anchor-Ferrers

what happened to the woman.

The woman? You know, the one
on the scene this morning.

I was telling how he
took a knife to her.

Emptied her out.

Almost like he wanted
to crawl inside.

Yeah.

Yeah, that was bad.

Really bad.

If you ask me, he was...

..thinking about cutting
off her breasts, too.

HE GRUNTS

He didn't actually do
it, but you could tell

from the cuts that he'd made,
that's what he was thinking.

Weren't it? Mm.

Yeah.

Where's Lucia?

I beg your pardon?

Where's my daughter?

Sorry, yes. You
confused me then.

Your daughter.

I mean, she must be someone's
daughter, of course.

I knew she must have been born
from someone. It's just that

she's sort of... Sort of what?
There's something wrong with her,

isn't there? If we're being
honest, Mrs Anchor-Ferrers.

She's a fully grown adult and
yet she dresses like, well,

a teenage sl*t.

Where is she?

SHE BREATHES HEAVILY

Where is she?

Where's my husband?

BOTH SNORT

BOTH LAUGH

LAUGHTER DISTORTS

It's cliche to say, but in
this instance, it's true.

There's no-one to
hear you scream.

SHE SCREAMS

JACK: So I've been poking around
an old case. The Donkey Pitch.

No!

But your theory on those
murders, it's full of holes.

ALARM BLARES

So the K*llers are
still out there.

HONEY: We want you to be scared.

But when I say scared,
I mean really scared.

No!

RIPPING, CHEERING

I know your nightmare.

HISSING

SHE GASPS, SNAKES HISS

MUSIC BLARES

ORNAMENTS SHATTER

JACK: I need to find that house.

I want this to end.

Help me!

Argh!

WET SLICING

I think I might look to
settle in the area...

..once this is all over.

Not many people
consider buying property

at the scene of their own crime.

SHE SCREAMS

I know.