01x02 - Episode 2

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BRIAN: Two ten-year-old girls
went missing yesterday evening

in Soham, Cambridgeshire.

It's Holly and Jessica,
from my class.

IAN: They came by our house,
I-I spoke to them.

They bought sweets
in the sports centre

then spoke to the school caretaker
outside his house.

IAN: I can't go to prison.
— MAXINE: No one's going to prison.

I'll say I was here.

You were here.
- I was in the bath.

Think this guy needs another look.

H-U-N-T-L-E-Y.
- CAMERA CLICKS

He's the caretaker.
- CAMERA CLICKS

MAN ON RADIO: Cambridgeshire Police Force
are widening their search

for Holly Wells and Jessica Chapman.

They are expanding into the area
beyond Soham

to the Fens, the wetIand area
that lies close to the village.

Police are now treating
the disappearance of the two girls

not as a missing persons enquiry,
but as a criminal investigation.

Detectives have almost entirely ruled out

the girls' disappearance as an accident.

But they say they are hopeful that...

LAUGHTER ECHOES
- DANCE MUSIC PLAYS

What's your name?

Maxine.

What?

Maxine.

Maxine.

I'm Ian.

You look gorgeous.

How old are ya?

How old d'ya want me to be?

DANCE MUSIC FADES

HEAVY BREATHING

You kept your toys?

They're not toys.

They're scale models.
—- Oh.

Sorry.

Yeah, I was gonna be a pilot.

Join the RAF.

Then I thought, "Hm, no.

I'd rather be free."

Yeah.

Be who you wanna be...

without anyone judging you or accusing you.

Yeah.

Exactly.

It's...

Cos getting accused of something

that you didn't do is...

What?

You can tell me.

Happened to me last year.

Met a girl at a club...

have sex...

she tells the police I r*ped her.

No.

Got charged.

Went to prison on remand for a week.

That was...

Nearly had a mental breakdown.

God, that's terrible.

Never went to court.

No evidence, so I got off, but yeah.

Nightmare.

God.

You poor thing.

Lying b*tch!

Probably cos you didn't wanna
go out with her.

Exactly.

"Do not be a false witness."

It's one of the Ten Commandments.

Course it is.

Cos it's the worst crime in the world.

So...

why didn't you want to go out with her?

Cos it didn't feel...

like it feels now.

MAXINE:
I didn't do anything.

You're always eyeing up girls!
I just said I liked his tattoo.

Yeah, bloody shorthand for
"take me round the back and flippin'..."

You're paranoid.
- Yeah?

Am I?
- Yeah.

Or are you just a little tart?
— Nice!

Oh, must be awful, charmer like you
stuck with a tart like me.

Aw, poor little Ian.

Don't.
—- What? Couldn't do any better?

MAN:
Oi! What you doing?

What?
- You wanna hit someone, yeah?

Yeah.

Leave him alone!
—- Come on, then.

MAN:
Suit yourself, love.

IAN:
We're going home.

Are you coming?

Max!

SHIRLEY:
Wow.

Well...

you don't hang about, do ya?

Well, when you know, you know.
- Yeah!

Right.

Oh, congratulations.

Cheers.

Well, someone had to make
an honest woman out of her.

KNOCK ON DOOR

DOOR OPENS

MAN: Police.
Can I speak to Ian Kevin Huntley, please?

She says someone's r*ped her.
Well, it's got nowt to do with him.

And I can promise you that.
I don't know why you're accusing him for.

POLICEMAN:
He's been implicated in similar offences.

I know he has. He's told me, yeah.

Because he's honest. And was he found guilty?

No, so...

Last Saturday...

he was with me.

Yeah, all night.

And you can write that down.

And he's not my boyfriend,
he's my fiancé.

IAN:
Last Saturday?

I was with Maxine.

See?

Newsflash, some girls lie.

WOMAN ON RADIO:
The search continues.

Specialist underwater teams are searching
the ponds, rivers, ditches and d*kes

that make up the waterways of the Fens,
close to the village.

However, the focus of the investigation

remains on Soham.

Police are trying to broaden...

GIRL LAUGHS

CAMERA CLICKS

MAXINE:
Ian?

What?

I was just thinking.

When they came by,
why weren't you outside with Sadie?

I was.

Told you, I was.

No, I mean, just now for the reconstruction.

HELICOPTER WHIRS IN DISTANCE

No one asked me.

Right.

Yeah.

Why not?

Why would I know?

I don't know what they're thinking.

That police officer you spoke to said
that there's been sightings after you.

So, yeah.

Probably thinking that you're
not that important.

Which is good.

Hey.

Do you know who could've done it?

The previous caretaker.

Cos he was sacked, wasn't he?

And there were rumours about him.

Yeah.

If he hasn't got an alibi...

Yeah.

Could be him.

Easily.

INDISTINCT CHATTER

You filed your copy?

BRIAN:
Yeah, just phoned it in.

HE SIGHS

That reconstruction...

it didn't do the encounter
with the caretaker.

Why do it Saturday morning
when it happened Sunday evening?

Mm. Police'll have their reasons.

Yeah? You confident?

Think they got a grip on this?

Seven days in, not a single suspect.

Well, we're not helping, are we?

Flooding the place with reporters

promoting rewards,
bringing in strange people.

Body tourist, look, treasure seeker.

Day out in Soham,
hunt the missing kids.

Cynical.

Yeah, no, look, people wanna help.
I get it.

But they can't, can they? Not really.

But we can. We are.

We're keeping the story alive.
- Yeah.

To sell newspapers.

To help find them.

Yeah, OK, that's your story,
you stick with that.

Those poor girls.

Yeah.

WAITRESS:
There you are.

You talk to the caretaker?
- Yeah.

Creepy? Loner?

It was weird that he got so upset, but...

I guess he felt involved, you know?

No, he lives with his fiancée
and she's there all the time, so...

Not our man.

DOORBELL RINGS

We've had enough of reporters.

Police.

Sorry to disturb you.

MAXINE:
You're not disturbing us.

Sorry, I thought you were the press.

What's the difference?
You both ask questions.

But you know what? They're a lot pushier.
SHE CHUCKLES

Can we come in?

Course you can.

Ian!

It's not the press, it's the police.

Ian?

Oh, lovely.

You know, I was thinking

you should look at the caretaker
that was here before me.

Cos I know they had to sack him

and he could still have keys
and alarm codes for the school.

So...

he could've come back.

Right. Thanks.

Noted.

So, Mr Huntley

erm, following up on your witness statement

taken when this property
was searched on Monday?

Um, when you weren't here.

Uh, Monday...

Yeah, no, she was out.

Doing the shopping, probably.

But I was here, indoors,
on Sunday when he spoke to the girls.

Did you see them?
- I was in the bath.

Right, OK. Uh, can I get a statement?

Sure.

Yeah, then I come downstairs
and Ian tells me, "Oh.

You've just missed them,
they were asking after you."

And I'm like...

"Oh, no, what a shame."

DETECTIVE:
OK.

Yeah.

Hmm.

Not sure I want to sign this.

What is it?

It's a consent for a DNA sample.

Does he have to?

No, we can...

say you refused.

Not refusing.

It's...

just that if this goes in
the national database, that's...

I've got human rights.

MAXINE:
Yeah.

But you've got nothing to hide, have ya?

So...

No.
— Might as well.

MALE DETECTIVE:
Just sign at the bottom, thanks.

Appreciate your help.

You're welcome.

SHIRLEY ON PHONE: /t's so awful.
- MAXINE: Yeah.

And we spoke to the reporters,
and the police.

Because Ian was the last person to see...

Well, one of the last persons
to see them, so...

Oh.
- Yeah.

Yeah?
- Yeah.

They came past the house
when he was outside with the dog.

With the dog?

Why are you saying it like that?

Well... Well, I just didn't realise.

Like, suspicious. "With the dog?"

Oh, sorry. Well, I'm not...

I'm not trying to...

I mean—-—
- What?

Accuse him?

No.

You'd never do that, would ya?

You'd never think the worst of him,
no, not in a million years.

Sweetheart, I'm not accusing anyone.

Good.

Because he told the police he spoke to them

and why would he do that
if he's got something to hide?

Yeah, yeah. It's... Course.

Yeah.
— And he's helping the police

use his school for the press conferences

and he's got all this pressure because of
the floods they've had, working all hours.

Well, good for him.

Yeah. No wonder he's stressed.

Yeah. Of course.

Thanks for calling.

What? Are you OK?

Bye.

Maxine...
- PHONE CLICKS

DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE

MAXINE:
Ian?

You OK?

Just want everything
to go back to the way it was.

Yeah.

They're gonna accuse me.
— Shh, shh, shh.

It's alright.

Here...

put your head in my lap.

Now, what happened

was that they walked away from here

and then they vanished.

Someone in a van.
- Yeah.

Some evil...

evil...
- Yeah.

Not you.

Not you.

BRIAN: Police are searching for
a dark green four-door saloon car

seen driving erratically
on the A142 near Newmarket

on the evening the girls went missing.

A taxi driver reports seeing two girls
in the vehicle

struggling with a man
of Mediterranean appearance.

I'm sorry. I... I couldn't resist that.

Yeah. Yeah, great defence.

So, this new suspect.
What d'you think?

No, doesn't feel right to me.

Yeah. Clutching at straws.

But it is better than nothing.

Hm.
— A suspect at last.

Plus, a game for all ages.
— Oh, yeah.

"Spot a green car."
— You can play it with Millie.

With who?

Your daughter.

I overheard you talking with your wife.

What age is she?

Sorry. I'm nosy.

I write for a rag.

Hey, I made a new contact.

Oh, yeah? What, in the police?

Not with the families.

Just take care, OK?

Aw, thank you.

You too.

MAXINE:
Hey.

This paper says that the girls
were last seen at 7:20 in town.

Way after you said you spoke to them.

And you're not even mentioned.

Neither am I.

That's good.

DOORBELL RINGS
- f*ck!

Shh!
- Leave us alone!

Ian!

DOOR OPENS

WOMAN:
Sorry, can you play a tape for me, please?

IAN:
Hang on.

Reporter. Um, got a deadline,
needs to watch a tape from the police.

That's fine.

You sure?
- Yeah.

Thanks, you're a lifesaver.

No problem.

So this'll be on later.
- Yeah.

Tonight with Trevor McDonald.

I'm appealing to you directly
to leave the girls in a safe place

and end this now.

I have left you a personal message
on Jessica's phone.

Please listen to it.

I appeal to you again to work with me

to stop this
from getting any worse than it is.

HE TUTS
Beggars belief.

OK, I think that's it.

IAN:
OK.

Thanks very much.

DOOR CLOSES

I've seen Jessica's phone.

What? Where?

At school.

She showed me, she was dead proud of it.

IAN:
Oh, right.

They think they're being smart.

Turn it on, locate yourself...

They'd be lucky.

They're just clutching at straws.

Yeah, well, they're desperate to find them.

Yeah.

I know.

Everyone is.

MAN ON RADIO: Over one week
since the girls have gone missing

and the search hasn't let up.

Even the rubbish is bagged and tagged,
not for disposal

but to be taken to investigation centres
for closer examination...

WOMAN ON RADIO:
...the detective superintendent has said

the police remain optimistic

that the girls will be found
alive and well...

MAN ON RADIO: Rubbish bags are being taken
to investigation centres

hoping for what clues the police may find.

They've also issued a direct appeal
to the person or persons

that may know the whereabouts
of Holly and Jessica...

WOMAN ON RADIO: ...the replica jerseys had
the names of their favourite players...

ELECTRICITY LINES HUM

RADIO CHATTERS INDISTINCTLY

PHONE BUZZES

Hi.

Where near Newmarket?

Warren Hill.

Right.

Right.

Admit it, you wanna know.

Even if you don't approve of my sources.

Admit it, you want to tell me.

They've found two graves.

SHOP BELL RINGS

POLICE RADIO CHATTER

PHONE RINGS

Early birds.

Wonder who tipped them off.

BRIAN:
The end of the road.

REPORTER: There's a grim sense of
foreboding here in Newmarket

as the forensic team work
throughout the night.

Senior Investigating Officer David Beck

has said that police are proceeding slowly

as they are wary of disrupting evidence.

JANE:
"Slowly". You can say that again.

BRIAN:
No, look.

They found the bodies?

No.

JANE:
Hey. What is it?

Badger's sett.
Now go back behind the cordon.

PHONE RINGS

It's a badger sett.

For f*ck's sake!

They can't tell a badger sett
from a shallow grave?

Incompetence.

STEVENSON:
A new start.

Chief Constable has promoted me
to lead the operation

cos frankly, it's not getting anywhere.

We have to do better.

My pIan? Back to square one.

Matt's taking over media communications.

Matt, what do you need?

OK, first.

Not that as a headline. Picture it.

"Back to Square One."

And a copper scratching his head.

No surprise the press have turned on us.

We need them back onside.
We want the same thing.

Help find Holly and Jessica.

MAXINE: It looks better if we both do it,
he kept asking me.

"Oh, yeah, I'll do an interview.

Ian'll do one too!"
— He's on telly.

Oh, so you just roll over?
Like you're bloody Sadie?

I didn't roll over.
— You're loving this!

It's like you're getting drunk!
- It's not.

It is! You're glowing.

You tell me, "Oh, don't look so guilty."

Don't look so bloody cheery!

There's two girls out there gone missing

and you're all smiles—-
- I'm happy, am I?

I'm happy what's happened?

No.
— No.

I'm just trying to help,
like any normal person.

PRODUCER:
OK, Maxine.

Rolling in three, two...

INTERVIEWER: You knew the girls,
what... what were they like?

Tell us a bit about them.

Lovely, really bubbly girls.

Um, they were ever so funny

they were brilliant,
they were kind to everybody.

Uh, they wouldn't say
a bad word about anybody.

And they loved their families
and everything, which is why...

nobody believes
that they would ever run away.

INTERVIEWER: Tell us something
about this card you're holding.

Uh, this is something I'll probably keep
for the rest of my life, I think.

Uh, this is what Holly gave to me...

Sunday before last she was in here,
all over me.

MAXINE:
"...special teaching assistant.

We'll miss her a lot
and we'll see her in the future."

And that's the kind of girl she was.

She was just lovely.

Really lovely. A little angel.

INTERVIEWER:
If they could see you now

what would Maxine Carr say to
Holly and Jessica?

Just pick up the phone
and just come home.

Just come home

or if somebody's got ‘em, let them go.

It doesn't matter where you let them go

as long as you let them go...

She used the past tense.

"That's the kind of girl she was."

Cos she thinks they're dead?

Well... Or because she used to
teach them last term

and now that job is over.

He also asked, "What were the girls like?"

PHONE BUZZES

Hello?

Right.

Yeah. It is.

Good to know.

That was one of our 30
newly-appointed press officers.

Matt Tapp has taken over press
for the police.

Investigation now being led by
Chris Stevenson.

Mm.
- "Refocusing."

"Back to basics."

Well, they need to.

The answer has to be here.
In Soham.

INTERVIEWER: Ian Huntley here is
a familiar figure. Evening, Ian.

IAN:
Evening.

INTERVIEWER:
You're the school caretaker.

The girls, Jessica and Holly,
would know you

and they saw you on the front doorstep.

But what went on?

IAN: The girls, well, um...
I don't know the girls.

I was stood on me front doorstep,
grooming me dog down

as she'd run off
and come back a bit of a mess.

Um, they just came across
and asked how Miss Carr was

as she used to teach 'em at St Andrews.

I just said she weren't very good
as she hadn't got the job

and they said please tell her
that we're very sorry.

And, um, off they walked
in the direction of the library.

Over there.

INTERVIEWER:
How did they seem to you?

Yeah, they seemed, um, fine.

Happy, chatty.

Didn't see anything untoward.

INTERVIEWER:
And you may, as it turned out

have been the last person to actually
chat to them before they vanished.

Yeah, that's what it seems like.

And it's a mystery

that's still not solved.
—- Yeah. Absolutely.

But while there's no news,
there's still that glimmer of hope

and basically,
that's what we're all hanging on to.

INTERVIEWER:
And there was nothing that Sunday evening

that gave you a glimmer of suspicion
that anything was wrong?

IAN:
No, not at all.

Ian Huntley,
thanks very much for talking to us.

Well, as you can see, the mystery
continues through that Sunday evening.

They talk to Ian, he sees nothing wrong

and they proceed on their way, safe and well,
down past the school library...

PHONE DIALS

SHIRLEY:
Hello?

Hi, Mum.

Did you see me on the telly?

PHONE RINGS

MAN ON PHONE:
Yeah, I just wanted to call up to say

that I'm seeing all these things
about Ian Huntley on the news

and he shouldn't be anywhere near children.

WOMAN ON PHONE: / can absolutely guarantee
that she was not down south, at all.

WOMAN 2 ON PHONE: Maxine Carr?
She were in Grimsby at the weekend.

I saw her.

MAN ON PHONE: That man should not
be allowed near children.

Principle Gilbert?
— Oh, hello.

Thank you for meeting with us.
— Absolutely, absolutely. Please.

Like a seat?
- Oh, no, feel free.

OK.

We need to talk to you
about your caretaker.

Right, I thought you might.

Has he come back to Soham?

The previous caretaker who left last year,
he's a suspect.

Uh...

not the previous caretaker.

The current one. Ian Huntley.

No.

We've had some calls come in
from Grimsby Homicide.

That's where he came from.

Yes, eight months ago.

When we employed him,
he was using his mother's name, Nixon.

PHONE KEYPAD BEEPS

NIKKI:
I need to run checks on a Huntley alias...

I've got his file, his references.

The police checks should've been done,
we gave both names to the personnel company.

I'm sure we did.

HEBB: Carr signed a statement saying she was
with him all that afternoon and evening

effectively eliminating him, when in fact
she was 100 miles away in Grimsby.

What?

REPORTER: An emergency press conference
has been called today

by Cambridgeshire Constabulary

at Soham Village College

where over 500 reporters and journalists
have gathered awaiting news.

Alright, everyone, we'll be making
an announcement in a few minutes.

Uh, that's alright, Mr Huntley.

We'll manage without you today.

What?

Head home for an hour. Don't worry.

All will become clear.

MAN:
Shall we get started, Andy?

INDISTINCT CHATTER

VACUUM WHIRS

DOORBELL RINGS

VACUUM TURNS OFF

DOORBELL RINGS

NIKKI:
Hi, Maxine, sorry to bother you again.

Got a few more questions
we need to go through.

Right, yeah. Come in.

So we're treating you and Ian
as significant witnesses.

Oh, this heat... Need to hydrate.

POLICEMAN: Thanks.
- Here you go.

Thank you.

Good man.
—- So we're not, like, under arrest?

No, no, but it would be great
to talk to you down at the station

and hopefully help you recall some facts

you may have forgotten.

We'll give you a ride, erm,
and no need to lock up. We'll be here.

And don't worry about Sadie,
someone'll look after her.

Our Guy prefers dogs to people.

Yeah?
- Mm.

Good man.

So, shall we get going?

Can't we go together?

NIKKI:
It's just procedure.

MAXINE:
See ya later!

JOURNALISTS CLAMOUR

In the last few minutes,
a 28-year-old man and a 25-year-old woman

have been taken to separate locations
to help the police with our enquiries.

JOURNALISTS CLAMOUR

A search of their house is
currently underway.

We are not, at this stage, naming them.

JOURNALISTS GROAN
—- Come on, Andy, at least tell us

where the house is.
- I'll leave you to work it out.

MAN:
They're outside.

They're outside!

JOURNALISTS CLAMOUR

JANE: You think it's them?
—- Could be.

POLICEMAN:
Just stay... Just stay back.

JOURNALISTS CLAMOUR

CAMERA CLICKS

CAMERA CLICKS

HEBB: We're searching the buildings
and grounds again.

Every classroom, storeroom, broom cupboard,
out-buildings.

This is still a rescue mission.

We start with the caretaker's office.

I remember looking at
the football tops and...

thinking, "Yeah.

My team.

Good taste."

That was it.

Can't remember thinking anything else.

Um...

they slowed their walking right down, and...

sort of mumbling to each other

looking over at me.

Ah...

Thinking back,
I think they might've been thinking

should they or shouldn't they talk to me.

Should they or shouldn't they.

Obviously, they decided to.

Yeah, nice place to live.

Nice job, comes with the house. Yeah.

Nice lifestyle.

NIKKI:
So you were both home on the 4th

and you cooked Sunday dinner?

Yeah, roast beef with all the trimmings

roast potatoes, Yorkshire puddings,
carrots, cauliflower.

Your normal Sunday dinner.

Then I do the dishes, Ian walks the dog.

And I'm like, "D'ya know what?

I'll have a nice long bath."

You're a good liar, Maxine, give you that.

Bloody natural.

WOMAN: How would you describe
what Holly looked like?

um...

Blonde hair.

Very slim.

In fact, I'd say thin.

HE BREATHES DEEPLY

sh*t, has the screen frozen?

No, he has.

Can't remember anything else.

STEVENSON:
Yes, you can.

HEBB:
Arrest him?

Then he clams up, and if he's got
the girls alive somewhere

they could starve to death.

So we let him go.
Her too, and keep a close eye.

They can't go home, so put them in a hotel.

What about his car?
- We're examining it.

Then we lend him one and follow him.

And hope he leads us to Holly and Jessica.

I know you're upset
that the house is being searched.

What we're gonna do now

is we're gonna take you to a hotel.

OK?

Will he be there?

DOOR OPENS

You OK?

This is weird.

Still, posh hotel room.

Sit down.

What did they say?
- It's OK.

They did—-

Might be bugged.

What did they ask ya?

I stuck to our story

and they believe me.

So don't worry.
- PHONE BUZZES

PHONE BUZZES

MAN: Hello, Maxine?
— Oh, hello.

Hi, Maxine, how you holding up?

Yeah, no, we're in a hotel.

Who is it?
— The interviewer from the telly.

Hello? Yeah.

It's Ian. Yeah, yeah, we're fine.

Yeah, we've got nothing more to say.

You gave him your f*cking number!

Don't start. What're you like?

The f*cking press!

The more you feed 'em, the hungrier they get.

They're telling our story, though.

They're not going, "Oh, no, you're lying."
— But the police are.

I can see it in their eyes.

They want me.

They're not getting ya.

OK?

I won't let them.

They know I was there.

You weren't, though.

But they think I was.

OK?

Don't let them get in your head.

Yeah?

Believe in yourself.

You've done nothing wrong.

Say it.

I've done nothing wrong.

Good.

One possibility is that Carr
was grooming the girls

and arranged for them to come by
while she was away.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Sorry, a quick word?
- Yeah.

Oh, uh, David Bristowe,
forensic engineer.

Marion Bastin, leading CPS on this.

David's got something.

The goodbye signal from Jessica's mobile
was picked up at 6:46pm

that Sunday, not by the Soham mast

but by another one a few miles south.

He's been walking the girls' route
trying to locate hotspots

where that other mast
will pick up the signal.

He's found one.

At 5 College Close.

The caretaker's house.

PHONE DIALS

Dad?

Something terrible's happened.

MAXINE SOBS

I wish they could just come back

like it never happened.

IAN:
Yeah.

I, uh... should go...

if I'm going.
- No, stay.

Dad says there's this reporter that
might be able to help me if I talk to them

SO...
— A reporter?

I don't know, I, uh... I need to see me mum.

SHE WHIMPERS
No, no...

Won't work anymore, Max.

You saying that you were with me.

They'll find out you were in Grimsby.

So if we get arrested...

just tell them the truth.

What d'ya mean, "the truth"?

You weren't with me.

And I didn't want them looking into ya

and them finding out about that r*pe charge

and you losing your job.

IAN:
Yeah, that's it.

In a bit, then.

DOOR SLAMS

SHE SOBS

LYNDA: Your dad's spoken
to this reporter, she's outside.

Do you want to talk to her?

Kevin, g—-go and ask her in.

Have you got something you want to tell me?

SIRENS BLARE
- SHE SIGHS

THUD ON DOOR
- MAN: Maxine?

LYNDA:
No!

POLICEMAN:
We're here to arrest Ian Kevin Huntley.

LYNDA:
No, leave him!

POLICEMAN: Ian Huntley...
—- LYNDA: No!

I am arresting you under suspicion
of abduction and m*rder.

You do not have to say anything
when questioned

but anything you do say
may be taken in evidence.

Understand?
—- LYNDA: No!

Maxine Carr, I am arresting you on suspicion
of abduction and m*rder.

You do not have to say anything, but it may
harm your defence if you do not mention

when questioned something which
you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say
may be given in evidence.

Do you understand?
— They're not dead, though.

How'd you know if they're dead?