01x03 - Healing

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You're a bit of a free spirit,

aren't you? I could tell that

by the way you were moving.

I'm gonna take such

good care of you.

- Would you like to move in with me?

- Yes.

You drew that?

- Yep, me last girlfriend.

- What's her name?

- Melissa.

It's the most recent photograph

we have. It's just not like Melissa

to vanish without aword.

- Is he violent?

- He tried to strangle me

in his sleep.

You wanna know what happened with

me and Melissa? I k*lled her

in Amsterdam.

I chopped her up, and

I put her in a canal!

- (SCREAMS)

- You have to go to the police.

- No. Put you in danger.

He went through my address book.

He knows where you live.

- What?

We're the station's

domestic violence unit.

- Come on, Delia.

- Get off me.

Why won't you look at the pictures?

They― They prove he k*lled Melissa.

- They're just drawings, Delia.

They don't prove anything.

(GASPS)

- Delia, it's Jane Barker.

Oh my God, you OK? Delia!

- (GROANS)

Turn around and put your hands

behind your back!

I'm afraid it wasn't

the news we were hoping for.

Sweeney's been granted bail.

He'll k*ll me. I know it.

Delia, I wanna talk to you.

Get in the house.

- (SCREAMS)

(SIREN WAILS)

- (MONITOR BEEPS)

- MAN: Delia? We need to move.

Delia?

ECHOES: Stay with us, love.

Stay with us.

- (FLATLINE TONE BLARES)

(MONITOR BEEPS STEADILY,

VENTILATOR WHIRRS)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(PENSIVE MUSIC)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(VENTILATOR WHIRRS STEADILY)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(SCREAMS, ECHOES)

- (MONITOR ALARMS BLARE)

- (CHOKES)

(COUGHS)

- (ALARMS BLARE)

- Nice and calm for us.

- WOMAN: You're OK.

- (COUGHS)

- I'm just gonna take this out.

It'll be much easier in a second.

- (AIR HISSES, ALARMS BLARE)

(COUGHS)

(ALARMS STOP)

Her heart stopped

in the ambulance.

They managed to resuscitate her

quick enough so there wasn't

any brain damage,

but she was six hours in theatre,

needed 19 units of blood.

- My God. Poor Delia.

If it wasn't for the boy next door

with his baseball bat, who knows how

this would have turned out.

Why wasn't there a watch

on Delia's place?

When they called her at work

with the news about Sweeney's bail,

she hung up on them, so they

were a bit in the dark about

her whereabouts.

They should have called me

and Tom. We'd have come

straight away if we'd known.

You have, um, something

of a rapport with Delia, yes?

- A bit of one, maybe.

- I want you to be

her family liaison.

We need a statement from her.

Now, she's been taken off the

ventilator, so she should be

able to talk soon.

You up for that, Jane?

- (PHONES RING, MEN MURMUR)

- Of course, sir.

- Good woman.

Do we have any idea

where Sweeney is?

Not yet, so we're not taking any

chances. The reception staff at

the hospital have his description,

there's a 24-hour armed guard

outside ICU,

and Delia's registered

under the name Elizabeth Drake.

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

Visitor for you, Elizabeth.

She can understand you fine, but she

mustn't talk. She uses this alphabet

board to communicate.

Right. Thanks.

(MONITORS BEEP STEADILY)

Hello, Delia.

It's WPC Jane Barker.

You might not recognise me

without my uniform.

Well, you― you want this?

Where

is

he?

We don't know, but Serious Crime

are pulling out all the stops.

They've got your flat

under surveillance.

- (GROANS WEAKLY)

The police have been to see

his parents in Skelmersdale

and his ex-wife's He

knows

Sorry, Delia. You're going too fast.

Uh, Le― Leah? Leah?

Uh

A― Address? He knows Leah's address?

What? Leah, your friend from work?

- Mm.

- OK, I― I can get a message to the

team, and― and they can contact her.

- (GROANS)

Just so you know, Leah won't

be able to visit. No one can

until we've arrested him.

I couldn't believe it when I heard

they'd granted Sweeney bail.

- (SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE)

f*ck

him.

And the horse he rode in on,

eh, Delia?

(MONITOR BEEPS STEADILY)

Um, Delia, we don't have any contact

details for your family in America.

- (SIGHS, GROANS)

What? No, you―

you don't want us to contact them?

Fine old Christmas for you, this is.

I

wish I

was

dead.

(GRIM MUSIC)

Don't say that.

(SIRENS WAIL, RADIO CHATTER)

(MOANS)

(STAFF MURMUR)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(POLICE RADIO CHATTER, SIRENS WAIL)

There we go.

(POLICE RADIO CHATTER)

(SIREN WAILS)

(SIREN WAILS, POLICE RADIO CHATTER)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

We moved you here

for your own safety.

A hospital porter at St Paul's

thought they saw someone suspicious

that matched Sweeney's description.

Uh, Serious Crime looked into it.

They think it was a false alarm.

Should have let him up

to finish me off.

Before I take your statement,

I've got a little Christmas

something to give you.

It's from Leah. She dropped it off

for you. Shall I open it?

Well, I can't do it, can I?

Aw.

Aw, that's lovely.

(SIGHS) There's a card.

(ENVELOPE RUSTLES)

Here we go. 'Dear Delia, thinking

of you. I'll see you as soon

as the police say it's OK.'

I'm ready to give

that statement now.

- Are you sure?

- Yes.

(CLEARS THROAT) OK.

First he hit me with the handle

of the axe, right side of my head.

Bash.

- (ROARS)

- Gave me a compound fracture

of the skull.

When I fell, I raised my arms to

defend myself, and he brought the

- axe handle down on me again.

- Bash.

(ROARS)

Fractured the ulna bone in my left

arm, and he hit my right arm. Bash.

- (ROARS)

- (SCREAMS)

He tore two tendons in my arm,

and he got a knife with a long,

dirty blade and stuck it in my chest.

(GRUNTS)

(EERIE MUSIC)

(MEN MURMUR, PHONES RING)

Oh, she didn't hold back, did she?

It's good work.

You look wiped out, Jane.

Take a couple of days off.

- I can't do that to her, sir.

You've been with her every day.

Go home. At least see in the

new year with your family.

Any news on Sweeney?

No sign of him.

(PENSIVE MUSIC)

- Oh, no, I don't watch television.

- It's there

if you change your mind.

- When is Jane comin' in?

- Who?

- My family liaison officer.

- I don't know, sorry.

(DOOR SHUTS, MONITOR BEEPS STEADILY)

Do you think if Mum and Dad knew

what happened, they'd wanna

come see me?

You know Mom won't fly any more,

cos of her chair, and Dad would

never leave her on herown.

Yeah.

(SIGHS)

Do you, uh

you want me to come over?

I mean, work won't like it, but

if you want me to, I'll ask.

No, no, Stewart. You'd only get

anxious, and your passport's

probably expired.

Yeah, you're probably right.

Take months to sort that out.

Yeah.

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(TENSE MUSIC)

MAN: Hop in the back.

(FOREBODING MUSIC)

(MEN SPEAK GERMAN)

(MUSIC QUICKENS)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(PHONES RING)

- This was sent

from Berlin last week.

(MEN MURMUR)

'To Barstock Road Nick's finest,

Delia Balmer is an evil witch who

met with a nasty axe-ident.

'J Sweeney.' (SIGHS) And it's

definitely his handwriting?

Yep. Genuine postmark.

Interpol have been informed.

(SIREN WAILS)

Delia's had a bit of a haircut.

(PHONE RINGS IN DISTANCE)

Sorry I haven't been in, Delia.

My boss insisted I took

a couple of days off.

Delia, are you OK?

(TROLLEY RATTLES IN DISTANCE)

I've got some news about Sweeney.

He's out of the country, in Germany.

At least now it's safe for us to

start thinking about getting you

discharged.

(DISTANT CLICKING, PHONE RINGS)

(HANDBRAKE CLICKS)

(PEOPLE CHATTER IN DISTANCE)

- Here, Delia. Let me help.

- No.

(PEOPLE CHATTER)

(GRUNTS, SIGHS)

(PENSIVE MUSIC)

(GRUNTS)

(TENSE MUSIC)

You are totally safe here, Delia.

Uh, we have a direct line

to the local police station.

There are grills on all windows.

And, also, there are these red cords

in every room, so one tug, whoever's

on duty will come running.

That's good to know. Thank you.

For people for mobility issues,

there are handles all over to

support and get you around,

you know,

and floor buttons if you fall over.

And if it's too warm for you,

the thermostat is just right here.

- I like it warm.

I'm very sensitive to the cold.

- (CAR HORN BEEPS IN DISTANCE)

It's nice, isn't it, Delia?

Very homey.

What do you think?

OK, follow me.

The kitchen and microwave

to make life easier.

Your bedroom.

Is that Peruvian?

It is. Well spotted.

I've been to Peru. I've visited

most countries in South

and Central America.

You are a traveller.

That's right and a tourist.

Traveller.

- Well,

it doesn't seem much right now,

but when it's warmer,

the garden is full of flowers.

(SIGHS) Um,

I'll leave you to get settled, yeah?

Welcome to your new home, Delia.

It's great to have you here.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Thanks.

I'll just pop your toiletries

and your clothes in here, Delia, OK?

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDE)

(SIGHS)

I'll be off, then.

(BIRDS CHIRP)

I'm afraid I need to take back

my daughter's coat.

I'm sorry.

- (SIGHS)

(BIRDS CHIRP)

(PEOPLE CHATTER IN DISTANCE)

I don't like us ending

on a sour note, Delia.

We got on all right before,

didn't we? Why won't you talk to me?

- Don't act like you care.

You only visited me in the hospital

because you were told to take

my statement

and because you felt guilty about

your damn lot not doing your job

properly and ruining my life.

- That's not fair, Delia.

- 'That's not fair, Delia.'

What about what happened to me?!

Was that fair?! You're as much to

blame for what happened to me

as he is,

but he couldn't help himself,

cos he's a psychopath. What's

your f*cking excuse?!

(TENSE MUSIC)

(MEN MURMUR, PHONES RING)

- Sir, I think me and Delia

have reached the end of the road.

- Did something happen?

- She, um,

gave me a piece of her mind.

- Try not to take it too personally,

Jane.

Just so you know, I'm putting you up

for a commendation.

- (MEN MURMUR, PHONES RING)

- Um, thank you, sir.

(MEN MURMUR)

You all right, Jane? I hear you're

on Delia duty. What a bloody mess,

eh? How's she doing?

She's doing sh*t. How do you think

she's bloody doing?

(PENSIVE MUSIC)

- (SHOWER RUNS)

- Delia, you've got a visitor.

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(SIGHS)

Janice says hi. She says there'll

always be a job for you

at C and Westminster.

Oh,

I'm never going back to nursing.

Why should I care about other people

when nobody cares about me?

- I care. Aylin obviously cares.

Cheers.

Cheers. Thanks for lunch.

- (FORK CLATTERS)

- Oh sh*t.

- I'll get it.

It's fine. I prefer olives anyway.

- Nice?

- Delicious.

- (BOTH LAUGH)

(SAW WHINES)

(SAW POWERS DOWN)

OK, lift your arm up.

Perfect.

- It looks like an old crone's arm.

- (PLASTIC RUSTLES, BIN LID CLANGS)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

- (ROARS)

- (GASPS, PANTS)

- (ALARM BEEPS)

- (HYPERVENTILATES)

- AYLIN: Delia?

- (HYPERVENTILATES)

(BREATHES SHAKILY)

- Shh.

(CRIES)

(BIRDS CHIRP)

- If you don't get out there

and start living your life,

he's won.

I know you don't want that.

He's already won. He k*lled me.

I'm dead.

Dead people don't eat olives,

Delia, with a toothpick.

Come on, sweetheart.

- I don't wanna go.

I wanna stay and see

the flowers come out.

Victim Support say that your new

flat overlooks a garden. You can

see the flowers come outthere.

(SIGHS)

WHISPERS: f*ck him.

f*ck him

and the horse he rode in on.

(DOG BARKS)

(HANDBRAKE CLICKS)

(BIRDS CHIRP,

CAR HORNS BEEP IN DISTANCE)

- There you are.

- LEAH: Righto. Thanks.

Thanks very much.

(BIRDS CHIRP)

Oh, Delia, this is great.

(SIGHS) Loads of light.

Nice high ceilings.

- I'll never be able to heat it.

I'll freeze to death when it's cold.

There's the garden.

We'll have to get rid of that thing.

- Why?

Well, you can't sleep on

that after

Oh, no, I'm not some hysterical

female that gets freaked out by

such things. It's just bitsof wood.

Me and Manuela are leaving London,

moving to Exeter.

Uh-huh.

- (CAR HORN HONKS IN DISTANCE)

- Is it cos of the creep

knowing your address?

I don't blame you, not after what

happened with your ex-boyfriend.

- I did get a bit paranoid.

I feel embarrassed saying that after

everything you've been through.

Oh, no. Things affect different

people in different ways, that's all.

So, where shall we start?

(CHUCKLES)

(PENSIVE MUSIC)

(BAG RUSTLES)

(FOREBODING MUSIC)

So, what do you think?

Yeah. Nice one.

We'll go to the office to sort out

the paperwork. What was your name

again?

It's Joe. Joe Johnson.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(MUSIC FADES)

Taxi. Taxi!

sh*t.

Where are you headed?

- Oh, why?

- Well, you look as if

you're having a bit of trouble.

I thought maybe if I'm heading

your way, I can give you a lift.

- Uh, Donside Grove.

- Oh yeah, that's just around

the corner from Enid. Come on.

- Can you vouch for him, Enid?

- He's lovely.

Is that a Canadian accent

I can hear?

Oh, very good.

Most people think I'm American.

- Oh, well, there you go, you see.

I'm not most people. I'm David.

- Delia.

Say hello to Delia, Enid.

- Hello, Delia.

- Hello, Enid.

Thank you.

(SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE)

(GRUNTS)

- Oh, no, let me.

- Oh, thank you.

- Door-to-door service.

- I'm here.

- All right.

We're practically neighbours.

I'm just five minutes away on

Thornton Rise.

OK, well, bye.

Bye. Would you like to meet again?

For coffee.

Or a meal. I'm a good cook,

if I do say so myself.

(SIGHS)

One white Russian.

(SOFT PIANO MUSIC PLAYS)

May I? Oh.

- Cheers.

- Cheers.

(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

Oh, very nice.

- I'm glad you like it.

Let's take a seat.

Do Oh. (SIGHS)

Oh.

- So, Delia

- It's a very kind thing that you do,

helping old people.

Not very glamorous, though.

(CHUCKLES)

Believe it or not, in the '70s,

I was a chauffeur to the stars.

(CHUCKLES)

I― I worked for a company that

had a lot of celebrity clients.

I chauffeured Marc Bolan once.

Mm-hm.

You could at least try to

sound impressed. (CHUCKLES)

I'm not sure I know who Marc Bolan

is. (CHUCKLES) I don't have a stereo.

I don't have a TV.

- No?

- No.

- Ooh.

A TV I could maybe live without,

but not a stereo. I must have music.

So, what line of work are you in,

if you don't mind me asking?

I'm a nurse. I'm not working

at the moment, so

Nursing?

Well, that's kindness in spades.

(PIANO MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

Right, well,

I should attend to our vittles.

Make yourself at home.

(MUSIC CONTINUES PLAYING)

(CLEARS THROAT)

Who are the two, uh,

teens in the photo?

Oh, they're my kids. Well, I say

kids. They're all grown up now.

I'm divorced.

- You still see 'em?

- Not as much as I'd like to,

but, then, of course,

I couldn't not see them. (CHUCKLES)

I never understand it when

a marriage breaks up and― and

the father stops seeing his kids.

I (CHUCKLES)

Well, this is me.

- I really enjoyed tonight.

- Yeah, me too.

Thank you for the meal.

You're a very good cook.

- Oh. (CHUCKLES)

Oh.

I like that you're kind, David.

My last boyfriend attacked me with

an axe and a knife, and I ended up

in intensive care, so

- You serious?

- Yeah, of course I'm serious.

I wouldn't joke about

something like that.

- Well, that's so dreadful, Delia.

What happened?

- Well, why don't you come inside,

and I can tell you all about it?

(PENSIVE MUSIC)

(FOREBODING MUSIC)

(DOORBELL BUZZES)

(TENSE MUSIC)

Oh, is Teddy in?

- What flat's he in?

- Flat three.

- No, I'm from three.

- Seriously?

- Mm-hm.

- Sorry to bother you.

- Wait, listen, are you a Scouser?

- Yeah, I am. Yeah.

- Me too.

Born and bred. You look cold, right?

Do you wanna come in and have a cup

of tea?

- (CHUCKLES) No, I'm all right.

- Come on. It's nice and warm.

I just put the kettle on.

- Just for a few minutes, then.

- So, what's your name?

- Paula.

Hello, I'm Paula. I'm Joe. Come in.

- Oh.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(PENSIVE MUSIC)

(BIRDS CHIRP)

What's this?

- Read it.

University of Westminster.

You doing a degree course?

(SIGHS) Yeah, um, Health Studies

and Complementary Therapies.

They're gonna give me a grant,

so I'd have a bit of extra money.

And I just don't wanna

go back to nursing full-time,

and this― this way, I can do

acupuncture and massage and

(SIGHS)

I mean, it's stupid.

Do you think I'm stupid? I

What are you talking about?

(CHUCKLES)

Aren't I always saying you're

capable of so much more than

you think you are?

Oh, I'm― This is brilliant news.

- Oh.

- I'm so proud of you.

(REFLECTIVE GUITAR MUSIC)

(DOORBELL BUZZES)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

Every undergraduate needs a bicycle.

Oh.

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(BIRDS CHIRP)

It's a lovely bike. Thank you, David.

Oh.

- (CHUCKLES)

- (SIGHS)

- There you go.

- What's this?

Madrid?

- It's the first place I lived

after my parents adopted me.

My father was posted there, and I've

always had a yearn to go back,

and, well, I can't think of

anyone I'd rather go with.

- WHISPERS: Oh, David.

- (CHUCKLES)

(PEOPLE CHATTER, BIRDS CHIRP)

You're the positive to my negative.

(PENSIVE MUSIC)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(WOOD CREAKS, SPLINTERS)

- Armed police!

Stay where you are! Don't move!

- (MEN SHOUT)

- Do not move!

(TENSE MUSIC)

(BIRDS CHIRP)

- MAN: Here we are.

- Thank you, thank you.

- Cheers, now.

- (GRUNTS) Oh, yeah. Oh.

- Cheers.

- Thank you.

Oh, it's damn freezin'.

(TAXI DEPARTS)

(TENSE MUSIC)

What is it?

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

'Serious Crime Group West.

'My duty to inform you that

John Sweeney's been arrested.'

Well, that's good news, isn't it?

Isn't it?

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

I'm DC Christine Webb, the family

liaison officer assigned

to the investigation.

Sweeney's on remand at HMP

Wandsworth. Um, he'd been living in

Finsbury Park under a falsename.

How long has he been in

England for?

Uh, we're not sure.

Maybe a couple of years.

It took you two years to arrest him

after what he did to me?

Well, actually, he wasn't arrested

for the as*ault on you.

- Oh.

- The officers involved

had no knowledge of that.

Oh, what― what did

they arrest him for?

Look, we think he might have

k*lled a woman. Her body was found

in Regent's Canal.

- Oh my God.

- I told police

that he k*lled Melissa,

but they took no notice of me,

then they let him get away

to k*ll another female.

- Delia.

- What is it you want?

What do you want? Why are you here?

We have witnesses who can confirm

that the woman that, uh ―

her name is Paula Fields―

was an acquaintance of Sweeney's,

but we don't have any forensic proof

connecting him to hermurder,

and the lawyers are saying

we don't have enough to charge him.

- What has that got to do with me?

We wanna build a case against him

for his attack on you in December

1994 ― attempted m*rder.

Now, if he pleads not guilty,

there'll be a trial, and you'll

be called to give evidence.

(TENSE MUSIC)

No. No.

No. No, no. God, no.

You had him locked up.

I was safe, and then that magistrate,

he― he let him out so he could

k*ll me.

When my life was in danger,

the law didn't give a f*ck about me.

And now you're arrested him, you―

you― you and your law people,

you come crawling back to me.

The same thing will happen,

because that judge― the judge

will let him out,

and then he will find me

and he will finish me off.

(TENSE MUSIC)

Absolutely, Chris.

No, no, no. No, no. (STAMMERS)

I get that. I'll tell her.

Not a problem. OK.

Any time. All right. You too.

Bye-bye. Bye. (SIGHS)

- What did your girlfriend

have to say?

- (SIGHS) Um,

she just wants you to know

that if you decide to testify

- Which I won't.

- If

Uh, once it's all over, they will

provide you with as much support

and therapy as―

as you feel you need.

(CHUCKLES)

What else did she say?

- Let's do this after, shall we?

Enjoy our food while it's hot.

- No. No.

All right. She said, um,

that she knows that you

were let down massively

and that the decision by the

magistrate to grant Sweeney bail

was a catastrophe.

She only cares about putting

that creep behind bars cos

it'll help her career.

No, no, no. I really, really don't

think that's the case, Delia.

Christine believes, in the long run,

this will be good for you.

Christine believes? What the f*ck

would she know about what I need?

She's using you. You're such

a soft touch. So eager to please.

'Absolutely, Chris.

No problem, Chris.'

Pathetic.

(SIGHS)

Delia, uh,

look (SIGHS)

Look, you're alive, all right?

You survived. Can't you find it

in your heart to― to?

- Think of Paula?

Think of Melissa.

Think of the families.

Everyone cares about the dead ones.

Maybe I should have died, and then

the police would give a f*ck about

me.

OK, look, forget― forget the dead

ones. Think about a― a woman ―

sorry, female ― alive,

out there someone. Someone like you

were once ― you know, vulnerable, lonely.

Think about what might happen to her

if― if Sweeney's let loose.

- Why should I care?!

Nobody cared about me!

Well, help me to understand, then!

(SIGHS)

After all that monster

did to you,

why don't you want to be part of

something that will put him away?

Look (SIGHS)

Sweetheart, please.

(SIGHS)

What's the worst that can happen

if you testify?

What are you afraid of?

It's cold.

What are you doing, David?

David.

(SCOFFS)

Delia, come

(DOOR SLAMS)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(MUSIC DARKENS)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(MUSIC QUICKENS)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MUSIC BUILDS)

(SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE)

(DOOR SHUTS)

(PENSIVE MUSIC)

I'll do the damn trial.

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(SIGHS) Let go deeply held anger

and resentment.

(REFLECTIVE MUSIC)

For anxiety and tension.

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(INHALES, EXHALES)

And for the release

of repression. (EXHALES)

(SIGHS)

(PENSIVE MUSIC)

(DOOR OPENS, SHUTS)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(MUSIC BUILDS)

(MUSIC PULSATES)

(TENSE MUSIC)

Stick to what's in your statement.

That's the stuff we want the jury to

hear.

You mustn't talk about Melissa.

She's not relevant to this case,

and don't succumb to temptation

to throw bile at Sweeney.

(DOOR OPENS, SLAMS)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

Delia?

Delia? (KNOCKS ON DOOR) You OK?

(BOTTLE CLINKS)

You've been called, Delia.

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

It's time to go in.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(PEOPLE WHISPER)

(TENSE MUSIC)

WHISPERS: Want me to take that?

(MOUTHS)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(WHISPERS)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(FOREBODING MUSIC)

- All right, Delia?

- Don't you talk to me,

you f*cking creep.

(PEOPLE WHISPER)

Would you prefer to take the oath

on the Bible or make a secular

affirmation?

I don't believe in God.

I solemnly declare and affirm this

is my broken arm, this is my

fractured skull,

this is my lost fingertip and

- JUDGE: Miss Balmer.

- this is the scar

made by the knife

- Miss Balmer.

- that pierced through my

right breast and right lung.

- Miss Balmer!

Please cover yourself.

- (PEOPLE MURMUR)

These proceedings must be conducted

in an orderly manner.

Please read the affirmation

as it appears on the sheet.

MOCKINGLY: I do solemnly

and sincerely declare

and affirm that the evidence I

shall give shall be the truth,

the whole and nothing but the truth.

- You may sit down, Miss Balmer.

- Yeah, well, I don't wanna sit down.

- Miss Balmer,

please control yourself.

This is a court of law,

not your personal stage.

- Yeah, the law is a load of sh*t.

Hey, the law is a load

of f*cking sh*t!

(TENSE MUSIC)

- MAN: Miss Balmer!

- (REPORTERS CLAMOUR, CAMERAS CLICK)

- Sod off.

- The victim―?

- No, sod off.

(MAN SHOUTS)

I want a real drink. God.

Delia, listen to me. My job is to

get you to give evidence in court.

This is all going to sh*t

cos of what you just did in there.

Now, the judge has given me

until 2 o'clock to calm you down.

I told you

I didn't want to do this.

You know we could have

compelled you to testify.

We could have literally arrested you

and brought you to court

in handcuffs.

Christ, I'm― I'm sorry. I've never

spoken to any victim the way I'm

speaking to you now. (SIGHS)

Delia, if you carry on like this,

you'll destroy this case, and

Sweeney will be back on the street.

Is that really what you want?

(TENSE MUSIC)

He's laughing at you, Delia.

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

All my flowers

rest in water.

Won't you take them away?

Won't you take me away?