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I thought the door
was locked but she ran.

- What is it you're so scared of, Shannon?
- He's gonna find me.

Make sure she knows
I'm worried about her.

Get something nice,
something pretty.

Shannon Kelly is 15 years old and
we suspect she was sexually abused.

I didn't know where to go.

This is the new girl.

- When do I get to meet her?
- She not ready yet.

- She got a girlfriend?
- Yeah, course.

I'm here about a death last night.
Body was found collapsed in the street.

Tattooed man was
riddled with strep,

but so high on oxycodone

he wouldn't have even felt ill
until he died where he dropped.

This is DI Vickers.

I need Professor Dalton to
attend a crime scene immediately.

She's in a suitcase. She
could be from anywhere.

Why don't you
come out and say it?

Did you have sexual relations with
your stepdaughter, Shannon Kelly?

She's young, she's white,
she's 14 and she's £50.

Umar, can you open the door?!

Body's still inside.
It's a young girl.

Amy, I really need
to speak to you.

Please, please get in touch.

Mini Cab.

Is she dead?

Testator silens

Costestes e spiritu

Silentium...

Where were you? Where were you?

Agh!

- Where were you?
- I was tired. There was no one there.

You were meant
to look after things.

Umar, Umar! Why are you stressing
the man for, fam? It was a mistake.

- That's it.
- That's it?

That's it, man. Why are you
stressing over some white girl for?

They ain't got no respect so
why are you stressing the man for?

We didn't do nothing to her.

Probably did it herself, probably trying
to smoke a rock. Kamran did nothing.

At the end of the day, fam,

she did that shit
to herself, bruv.

Mini Cab.

Umar, she burnt her
own self up, you know.

- What's your terminal?
- That's what happened, yeah?

No comeback to us, innit?

I'm sorry.

A driver will be waiting
for you in arrivals.

No problem.

OK.

- Agh!
- Whoa! Umar!

Huh? Huh?

I liked her.

Shannon Kelly can
make trouble for us.

She tells somebody a story,
somebody believes her...

She ain't gonna say nothing.

You'd better hope
he's right, you know.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Terminal 3 to Sindlesham.
Where is Sindlesham?

Oh! Amy has a message.

From Shannon.

Hi! Where are you?

Do you want to hook up?
I've got so much to tell you.

I've been trying to get hold of you
for ages. Where have you gone?

I'm in hospital. St. Jacobs.

Can't have visitors at the
moment. Let you know when I can.

Don't tell anyone, OK? I don't
want my parents to find out.

Kamran. Yo, Kamran!

She's still in the hospital.

So this time, you go there

and you make sure she
knows we're thinking about her.

Have you talked
to Shannon Kelly?

No, I went to see her.

Epic fail.

Didn't want to speak to you?

Did you ever want to
run away as a child?

No. I was more a
fan of confrontation.

You know, I see them
in the street sometimes

and I get the Good Samaritan
complex and want to help them get home.

What makes you think that
going home would make her safe?

Nothing.

Where was Shannon knocked down?

Near the airport.

And where was she running from?

Here.

She ran across the street.

- About 500 yards away.
- From where?

From where Johnny Dear was found.
They both had serious strep infections.

Should probably inform the
Health Protection Agency.

What are these?

I think they're head lice. I'm
having them tested for confirmation.

Do lice get confirmed?

- Where are they from?
- Suitcase girl.

Oh. We won't get very far with head
lice. They're ubiquitous, I'm afraid.

- I might. You never know.
- I do. You won't. Waste of effort.

- Must be hard being right all the time.
- Mm, it's a burden.

And what is that, I wonder?

- Nothing.
- They would be dead.

Of course. But it did cross my mind
that I might've caught them from Shannon

- when she came to the flat.
- Oh, Shannon had lice, did she?

- She might have.
- Actually in the flat?

Well, obviously I hope not.

Probably used my
hairbrush and everything.

Yeah, mm-hm.

- Nikki?
- Yeah?

The girl in the suitcase.

Just spoken to Vickers
and the DNA has come back

and there is no
match on the database.

- Interpol?
- Nothing.

But Vickers has authorized funds to
model the head to help with identification.

- You all right?
- Yeah, nothing.

- What's this?
- Nothing.

We found strep in our
tattooed man, Johnny Dear,

and the girl that Nikki helped.

What girl?

The girl who was running away
and the RTA-she came to Nikki's flat.

- She came to your flat?
- Yes.

She had scarlet
fever, strep infection.

They are connected
by time of incubation

and loosely connected
geographically, about 500 yards.

The police found
Johnny Dear's body here?

Yeah.

The flat that burned down, the
young girl that was asphyxiated...

was there.

Excuse me, young man.

You can't go in to
see her just now.

I'll put them in a vase

- and show them to her later.
- Thanks.

It's OK, it's OK.

Leo.

Fibers.

She died of smoke inhalation.
DNA's being run now.

Smoke alarm batteries were dead.
Window was locked, double glazed.

Door to the room was
locked, no evidence of a key.

She was locked inside
the room? That's murder.

Was she inebriated?

Her blood showed a high
concentration of oxycodone.

- Tattooed man, Johnny Dear.
- Yeah, same as him.

It's become the
fashionable drug of abuse.

She also had high
levels of crack.

She's smoking a rock of
crack cocaine, collapses,

the rock falls and
ignites the bed clothes.

Fire inspectors say the fire
started on the bed clothes

and radiated from there.

The nylon from the carpet
fused with the skin on her cheek.

She'd have been
lying on her front

with her right cheekbone
pressed against the floor,

desperately trying to breathe
through a gap at the bottom of the door.

It's hardly the
actions of a suicide.

Leo the fibers we found
on Johnny Dear's body

match the carpet
fibers from the room

so he was in that room
some time before he died.

The girl in the suitcase?

Yes, or something
resembling her.

I did find something
that might be useful

in helping to identify
where the body came from.

- Pediculus capitis.
- Head lice.

Impressive.

Studied Latin.

Well, they were dead but
clinging to the hair follicles.

How's this helpful?

Head lice in Britain have
developed a resistance to malathion,

the active ingredient in
most head lice treatments.

It's a very demonstrable resistance
which we were able to measure.

Malathion was banned
in Europe until last year

so I can't be certain but I'd guess
that the lice that we found are British.

Perhaps they infected the deceased
after she was in the suitcase.

The plastic wrap would
have been a barrier.

Lice live off blood and die
within 48 hours without it.

On balance, you're saying
she never traveled anywhere.

- Not unless you believe in heaven.
- Mm.

She won't talk to me.

What makes you
think she'll talk to me?

She hasn't wanted to so far.

Desperation.

Yours or hers?

Hi.

OK. Don't talk to me.

It's OK. There are hundreds of
other people queuing up outside

waiting to be nice to you.

What does it matter to you?

- Oh, come on, Shannon.
- I thought I could trust you.

Oh, that was just
stupid, wasn't it?

I took one look at you

and saw that if I didn't get
antibiotics in you straight away

then you were on your
way to necrotising fasciitis.

And I've just seen a
case in a dead man.

He was covered in tattoos all over
him. I've never seen anything like it.

What? And he was dead? You
must have done a pretty good job.

I'm a pathologist, Shannon. I
deal with dead people every day.

- You are the exception.
- Am I?

You know, he had the same
strep infection as you have.

And just so you know, it
becomes sores that never heal.

And the flesh begins
to ooze pus and dies

and in order to save your
life, they might have to...

cut off a leg or an arm, or
you can get brain damage.

Then you would live
your life strapped in a chair

with some bored,
disinterested person

shoveling food down
your throat every day.

That's your reality. That's
a kind of living death.

And I shopped you. I did.

For the same reason that I gave
you mouth-to-mouth on the street

and that I stayed with you until
you went to hospital. That was me.

That was the person
that you can't trust.

Wait.

I'm sorry.

You eating something.
Knickerbocker glory.

My man!

Ah!

For the hottest girls
in London, innit?

Some things to wear when
you go clubbing tomorrow night.

Cos we're gonna party hearty.

Make sure you got
the same dresses.

You girls are gonna look
proper old, you know? Grown up.

Only the best
for my girls, yeah.

The best will not rest,
until they are on your chest.

I've done bad things.

If my mum found
out, she'd be so hurt.

They said I could go to prison.

You won't go to prison.

Is there a reason that
you can't go home?

She'll never forgive me.

My stepdad's going
to throw me out.

I mean, it's pointless.

It wasn't supposed
to be like this.

I fell in love.

Come on. You don't
have to be afraid.

You don't understand.

I just really wanted
them to like me.

I just fell in love.

Who with?

They're gonna hurt me.

I mean, they already know
where I am. He came into my room.

- How do they know that you're here?
- I don't know.

Have you told anyone that you're
in the hospital? Family? Friends?

I told my friend Amy.

Amy? Who's Amy?

She's just a friend.

Could she have told them?

I told her not to say anything.

She sent me a message and...

I said I was in hospital
and couldn't see anyone.

I mean, it was a private
message. It wasn't on her wall.

- What was her name again?
- Amy Chester.

- And you can trust her?
- Yeah.

Can you show me the message?

What is it?

Her name is Amy Chester.

She and Shannon
Kelly were good friends.

They'd known each
other since primary school

and they went to dance
classes together in their...

Both Amy's message
and Shannon's response

were sent after Amy
had died in the fire.

They fraped her profile.

Posed as Amy and sent Shannon a
message to find out where she was.

That's how they posted
the sexual abuse allegation

against Abdul
Aziz, her stepfather.

- Who is "they?" NIKKI:
Shannon won't tell me.

- How can anyone help her, then?
- She's afraid of what they might do.

What does she think
that "they" might do?

Are we sure there is a "they?"

I've asked the nurses to keep a
close eye on her, because I guess...

I'm worried that she
might consider suicide.

There was something that she
said... "Only one way out for me."

They can't hurt her if
she's dead, can they?

- We're pretty sure there is a "they."
- It's very melodramatic.

Have you had an empathy bypass?

They can't hurt
her if she's dead.

So kill her.

It really wouldn't
be normal policy.

- Mrs. Kelly?
- Yes.

Do you have a daughter
called Shannon?

She's scared. She's scared
of something, or... someone.

Could she be scared
of her stepfather?

No, of course not.

- She's scared to come home.
- She doesn't have to be scared.

It's none of my business and I
understand that and I apologize...

She doesn't have to be scared.

She's alone and, erm...

I think she needs her mum.

She's my girl and I
will do anything for her.

She just wouldn't
listen. Please...

just tell me where she is.

She could still be contagious.

Mum.

Thank God.

- Thank God. I've prayed for this.
- I love you, Mum.

I love you so much.

- I love you.
- I love you so much.

When we go to that club
tonight, you're gonna be dancing.

You're gonna be shaking
it, gonna be shaking it.

Banging. Bangin'.

Boys are gonna
be hitting on you.

I don't want nothing
to happen to you.

It's best you take
precautions. You on the pill?

Been thinking about it.

No.

No? Ah!

You know, the pill's good.

Makes your titties bigger. Eh?

Wah, wah, wah!

They give you everything
you need in there for free.

Pills, morning-after pill,
condoms. Just go in there.

They ask for your name. You give
them a fake one - who's gonna know?

You OK, Hannah?

Yeah.

Come on, then. Get out.

White whores, man.

Don't look so surprised,
Younis. It's how they're raised.

Can you go in tight
on the ventricle?

- Can you get Professor Dalton in?
- Yes.

Arrhythmogenic right
ventricular dysplasia.

That's not what I expected.

She died of natural causes.

A broken heart.

She wasn't murdered.

So why was she in a suitcase?

There were no other marks, no
indentations, no signs of heavy blows.

This is the cause of death.

Her name is Megan Reid.

She left school unexpectedly
just before her GCSEs.

She was very popular, well
respected and liked by her peers.

- It's uncanny.
- She had problems at home.

Her mother wrote to
the school, said she'd left.

Shannon Kelly went
to the same school.

Megan Reid's father worked in
Flight Deck Catering for nine years,

senior operations manager

with access to all the secure areas
of the airport, including left luggage.

Quit his job five months ago just
after his daughter disappeared.

- Vernon!
- What?

He's... just coming.

We'd like to take a DNA sample from
you and your husband, if that's OK?

Oh, no! Oh, God,
you've found something.

We hope to rule her out.

Yes.

Why did your daughter run away?

She and her father... I guess
they were too similar. They fought.

- Fought?
- They argued.

- Over?
- Boys.

- Didn't like her friends.
- Why?

Pakis.

He didn't like
their ethnic origin?

No. He didn't like them because
they gave our daughter drugs.

Can I help you?

- Yeah, erm...
- We're looking for Shannon Kelly.

I'm sorry. Shannon
Kelly has passed away.

She dead?

I'm afraid so.

Detective Sergeant
Masood, please.

I've been waiting
for you to come.

You've found her?

They don't know.

They need to take our DNA.

Can you open your mouth?

Thanks.

It might not be her.

Dr. Alexander made
a computer image

that was identified by
Megan's former head teacher.

We found her body in a suitcase.

Oh, no!

How did she die?

Do you know how she died?

She had a catastrophic
congenital heart condition.

Heart condition?

Her heart just stopped.

We don't know why.

She didn't suffer?

No. She would
have died instantly.

Perhaps in the
heat of an argument.

Or a struggle.

We'd like to know why
someone put her in a suitcase

and not an ambulance.

That would be
hard to understand.

You said you were
waiting for us to come.

One day I... I
knew you'd find her.

Alive or dead.

How did your daughter end
up in a suitcase, Mr. Reid?

I can't help you.

Just like I couldn't help her.

We've got nothing. He denies
it. There's no physical evidence.

What, there's really
nothing you can do?

Failure to report a death or
failure to file with a coroner?

Failure to do something.

Failure.

He's guilty of failure.

- Is that them?
- According to the nurse.

Can you PNC that plate, please?

Pause and zoom in here.

And that's a minicab license.

From the height
that I'm falling from

The foregone conclusion
is I'm gonna hit rock bottom

Less I find some cash real quick

Don't know what
the hell I'm doin'

All this time that
I've been wasting

Like I'm waiting for
something to happen...

Fast Mini Cabs?

You need a car,
lady? Where you goin'?

No, thanks.

Do you know a young
woman called Shannon Kelly?

No, know nobody.

Is that all? Cos
I've got work to do.

You want one, yeah?

They're good, you know.
They make you feel... free.

- That's it. Swallow it down!
- Whoo!

Are they legal?

They're about as legal
as you are in this club.

Take it. It's nice. Trust me.

Now, my cousin is the night clerk over
here so we're gonna get some drinks.

Are you listening to me?

Easy.

Easy, easy, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Everyone was wondering who you
were tonight, like some kind of movie star.

In't that right,
Fawad? A movie star.

No, I wanna go home.

Hey, you don't want to leave
your friend behind, do you?

Come on. Younis
will drop you home.

We've still got some
more partying to do, yeah?

- Yeah?
- Yeah!

No.

- Hey, come on. Come on!
- No.

Come on. You
trust me, don't you?

Here, chill.

You're really beautiful,
you know that.

- How's your mother and father?
- Yeah, good, man.

- Give them my kindest regards, eh?
- I will.

In there, yeah? Cool, bruv.

Two minutes, yeah?

Ooh! Can I get some?

What you looking at?

- Huh?
- What you looking at?

I'm looking at...

I'm looking at the most...

The sexiest girl
in the whole world.

I'm totally twatted.

No, no, no. Come on,
come on. Can't be weak.

- Keep moving.
- I've got the helicopters.

No.

No.

- No.
- Huh?

No, please.

No, no. No, I don't want to.

Please, no, no.

Don't do anything to me, OK?

Stop looking at me like that.

Why are you looking
at me like that?

What are you gonna do to me?

I don't want to do anything.

- I'm not going to do anything to you.
- You scare me.

Make yourself sick.

In the toilet. Make yourself...

Quick. Hurry up.

Be sick, yeah.

Be sick.

- What?
- What's going on?

Oh, man!

- Oh, man. Ruined, man, ruined.
- What did you do to that one?

That makes me... hard.

- Sick bastard!
- I will party with her later. Later.

Come on, Fawad.

Give him the keys, man.

Yo, come on.

Take them to the office,
put them in the flat.

- OK.
- Huh?

- Yeah.
- OK, come.

Yo. Don't squash her,
big man, now, yeah?

Hey. Come here.

You get your friend and
I'll take you home, yeah?

Here. Go on.

Yo, fam...

Make sure he gets them there.

All right. Yeah, yeah.

Lauren, come on. Lauren,
we need to go. Come on.

Come on. Please, Lauren,
come on. Lauren, come on.

You need to pay for your rooms.

- Umar said that we didn't...
- Umar? Who's Umar?

I don't have any money.

- I don't need any money.
- Get off!

- Get off!
- Oi!

We gotta go! We
gotta go! Come on.

What you sayin', Younis?

Man's taking the piss and
that. I'll take care of these, yeah?

Ladies, do you want to follow me?
Get in the back seat and that, yeah?

Hurry up, yeah?

Jump in, jump in.

You know what, Younis?

What we do, yeah? We get
them back to the flat, bruv.

You can have a little one-on-one
with the one you like, fam, yeah?

What you doin', bruv?

What you doin', bruv?

Agh!

Where are you taking us?

Younis, where are you taking us?

Take you... take you home,
yeah? T-Take you home.

You're bleeding.

I'm OK. I'm OK. It's all right.

I'd better get you home, yeah?

- Younis...?
- Yeah. Call your... call your mum, yeah?

Agh!

Are you awake?

As always.

Morning!

Is it?

Was Amy Chester wearing
shoes when they found her?

No.

Did you check for
Amy Chester's DNA

on the illustrated man's
body? What was he called?

- Johnny Dear.
- That's it.

No. We placed him in the
same room with the fibers.

Why?!

She knows who murdered Amy
Chester. That's why she's so terrified.

She doesn't even know
Amy Chester is dead.

- That's not material.
- What do you mean, that's not material?

You're saying she knows
who murdered a person

she doesn't know has
been murdered yet?

I'm sure of it. - Why?

She wasn't wearing any shoes.

When she was hit by the car,
she wasn't wearing any shoes.

When she came to the flat, she
was wearing her hospital slippers.

I gave her my trainers.

They took her shoes away for the same
reason they took away Amy Chester's -

to make it hard to escape.

I think that we will find Shannon's
DNA on Johnny Dear's body.

- We should tell DS Masood.
- Yeah, we should.

But not before we've spoken to
her. I don't want to frighten her.

You won't be able to swab
for DNA without her permission.

What's your point?

I suppose I'm saying that
you can't swab her for DNA

without her permission.

Hi, Leo.

OK. See you.

- What?
- Leo's at the scene of an accident.

Two young girls, both drunk
and drugged. Both underage.

More now on the cuts
affecting your local services.

It's an intensely
political issue...

- You've got visitors.
- Hiya.

Sorry. Can we have a word
with Shannon alone for a minute?

Thanks.

Shannon, this is Dr. Cunningham.
He did a postmortem on...

Dr. Cunningham's just done a
postmortem on a man called Johnny Dear.

- I don't know anyone called that.
- He was the guy covered in tattoos.

We found your DNA
on his dead body.

Please can you
just leave me alone?

We know you were with him.

Come on, Shannon.

They made me do it.

I mean, they made me take drugs.

They locked me in a
room and I couldn't get out.

- Where? Where was it?
- I don't know.

Somewhere near an airport.

I remember hearing
the sound of planes.

They locked me in the room.

Who are "they?"

Detective Sergeant.

Apparently he worked
for a minicab firm.

Fast Mini Cabs.

How do you know this?

We caught a car on
the CCTV at the hospital.

There were two white
girls on the back seat,

both with alcohol and
oxycodone in their systems.

They say they don't
remember anything.

Right.

I need someone...

I'm not sure how to say this.

There's issues relating
to the cohesiveness

of the community involved
in this investigation.

- Just say it.
- Pakistani.

Muslim.

I need someone who's
Pakistani to work with me

so that no-one thinks this is a
racially motivated investigation.

D'you know, that
makes me think that it is.

You said, "Just
say it." I just did.

I'm investigating a group
of British Asian men.

I think they are rapists and I
think they groom white girls.

There are so many land mines
involved with this that I need someone...

- To step on the land mines for you.
- Someone to point out where they are

so that no-one gets
their leg blown off.

Amy Chester, Megan Reid...

Not Megan. I mean, her
mum said that she ran away.

You can stop them. You can
identify them and stop them, Shannon.

Please can you
just leave me alone?

Thank you for everything you've
done, but please just leave me alone.

Nothing happened. I don't...

I don't remember
anything. Nothing happened.

Perhaps we can
come back later, or...

- you can give me a call.
- She's got nothing to say to you.

These men are
exploiting your dau...

You are not making my baby
out to be some kind of slut.

She went clubbing.
Nothing happened.

Now, get out of my
house. Go on - get out.

She's got nothing
to do with this.

- I'm not having you ruin her future.
- Your daughter had drugs in her system.

- Her drink was spiked.
- And alcohol.

Then go after the ones that sold it
to her, and the club that let her in.

Did he die?

- The driver?
- Yes.

She don't know anything.
She got nothing to tell you.

Yo. She's the one that was
here asking about Shannon.

- Asking about Shannon?
- Yeah.

- Looking for Shannon?
- Yeah.

Don't worry about that Shannon.
She's dead, you know, fam. She died.

Who told you? Huh?

The nurse. A nurse
at the hospital.

- The nurse told you?
- Yeah, the nurse told me.

A nurse is gonna tell you...?

- Umar...
- You want it? You want it?

A nurse is gonna
tell you she's dead?

A nurse ain't gonna tell you she's dead.
You know why? Cos you're not related.

She's a goria and you're not.

She's not dead.

She's not dead.

She just wants
us to think she is.

Clever girl.

OK, OK.

OK, OK, OK.

OK. We'll show her
what we got, then.

We shall shut her mouth.

I'm gonna show her mum and
dad what kind of sket she is.

I'm gonna flick that
shit over YouTube, man.

Bitch! Goria cutiya. Bitch!

Please...

Oh.

I can get into my flat tomorrow.

They can seal off the
damaged bit and repair it.

Great news.

- Yeah. Be out of your hair.
- Yeah, you were getting irritating.

Familiarity, contempt.

Shannon.

Shannon?

No!

Hello?

Oh, no.

- Sorry.
- It's all right.

And this is them leading
Johnny Dear from the chip shop.

And this is them
abandoning him in the street.

They knew he was ill.

They had an obligation to
help him, but they didn't?

I don't see a crime. Do you?

Hiya.

Sorry to interrupt. She
insisted on seeing someone.

Can I help you?
HANNAH: I... I...

I called the police and they
said that he was here. I just...

I just wanted to see him.

Sorry. Who?

I only know him as Younis.

But he... he saved me.

Do you want to tell
me how you know him?

I can't. I... I can't.

Hannah...

I think I know what you
might have been through.

A girl called Shannon Kelly asked me
for help because she was so frightened.

But she wouldn't
tell me anything...

and now I can't help her.

Will you let me help you?

Come on.

Shh...

Please...

Mini Cab.

Fawad Kahn, Kamran Hussein?

- Yep.
- You're under arrest.

Oh, yeah. Uh-huh.

The golf club. Yeah,
I know it. Yeah.

Would you like
executive or standard?

Hoh!

Hoh!

You asked for minicab?

D'you want me to
put that in the back?

Testator silens

Costestes e spiritu

Silentium...