All language subtitles for E3. Subterraneans Part 2

(ECHOING SCREAM)

- How do you feel?
- I miss you.

- I meant about your speech.
- Oh.

Pretty good, actually. I was just
going through it one more time.

You'll be fine.

- I love you.
- I love you, too.

Shit.

Shit, shit, shit.

You all right?

You've been here
all night, haven't you?

I'm fine.

What's this?

A silica set cast of Russell
Tate's head wounds.

I'm trying and failing
to identify the weapon.

You think it's going to tell you
anything about the killer when you do?

Killer or the crime scene.

His wounds suggest a volume of blood
killers only think they've cleared up.

You think he was hit on the
head with a Black and Decker?

I'm sick of looking at that.

- I did find something.
- Good.

- Russell Tate's jeans.
- The ones he wears or his DNA?

- His jeans jeans.
- Oh, his jeans. What?

I found some disintegrated
paper in the change pocket.

It's nothing legible, but the ink had
made an impression on the fabric.

- That's from the pocket, is it?
- Yeah.

- What's it say?
- Well, it's something "acement".

BOYD: Acement? Placement?

I was thinking maybe
it's a receipt or a ticket.

- Music event, sports event...
- Travel?

- Buses, trains.
- Mmm.

We'll check everything the days
after Russell left his dad's place.

- Okay.
- Thanks.

You should get yourself
some caffeine and wake up. Hi.

I was thinking, maybe we
should bring Henderson in.

Get Gordon Christie to pick him
from a line-up. What do you reckon?

- No. Can't.
- Why not?

He's in Vienna. I want him to think
we've moved on, given him some space.

What did you get on Henderson?

No internet hits, criminal
record, or tax history.

It's like he doesn't exist.

Course he exists. He's got a
house, a wife, a car, a kid. He exists!

Henderson set himself
up as this chief medic

in the ruins of the hospital.
What does that tell us?

Is there some doubt now?

We've got to take into account
Gordon's medical history.

It tells us he knew about
the cement works for one.

Plus he's a raging,
egomaniacal do-gooder for two.

He could also be a very compassionate
man who cared about the poor buggers.

Oh, she's being kind now.

The fact remains, Henderson
wasn't doing anything criminal.

Exactly.

Henderson does not have a
motive to kill either Sharman or Tate.

Russell Tate knew about his deal
with Tina, Tina from the garage.

But Henderson
withdrew from the deal.

And the only link between
Henderson and Sharman

is that they live
near Guildford.

Okay, Sharman was abducted on
his way home from Heathrow, right?

BOYD: Yes.

Henderson's work sometimes
takes him abroad, yeah?

Was Henderson on his way
back from overseas that day?

- No, he was playing squash.
- I checked with the squash club.

Every Monday,
squash, same partner.

Dr Lynch is here.
Henderson's squash partner.

SPENCER: How can
you be absolutely certain

you were playing squash on the
evening of Monday 1st March, 2004?

Because we keep a record.

- Who won?
- I did.

- Who usually wins?
- Me.

Nick's got more natural ability,

but he's without vanity, he
doesn't care about winning.

I've never met
anyone without vanity.

Well, I'd go further. I'd
say that he's without ego.

He's not only a brilliant
scientist, he's a saint.

It's insane you think he's got
anything to do with Michael Sharman

and this other bloke.

Russell Tate. The other
bloke's name is Russell Tate.

Are we finished?

- Why are you so angry?
- What do you mean?

Are you angry with us
or with your friend Nick

for making you
lie under caution?

Any time you want to
amend your statement,

just let us know.

- Spence, you got a minute?
- Uh-huh.

I've been going over the CCTV
footage of Sharman at the petrol station.

Now, it looked like he saw
something or someone and went over.

I noticed something, a
reflection in a van door.

See? So I cleaned it up.

I've been waiting
months to use this.

There.

I'll get a printout of this
and get one to Boyd.

SPENCER: Wait.

Who is that?

BOYD: Are you the woman who
works in Professor Rosenthal's office?

The receptionist has already told you,
there is no Dr Henderson working here.

I understand.

Is it possible that he's working in
another building somewhere or...

Our directory covers the
International Health Authority globally,

not just this building.

(SPEAKING FRENCH)

He's here today?

Yes. Professor Rosenthal
is a very busy man.

Something we have in common.

Is he up here on the right or
the left or straight on or what?

- The right. The right.
- Okay.

- Nick Henderson?
- Yes.

- Who is he?
- He's a suspect in a murder inquiry,

and he claims to work
with you personally

and to have worked for this
organisation for over 12 years.

Well, he's lying.

Well, it's quite possible.

But I have seen a photograph
of the two of you together,

and as far as I could
tell, it was genuine.

And in it, you are
shaking hands.

Well, I spend a lot of
time shaking hands,

more than I do
peering into test tubes.

Have you ever received
unwanted phone calls, letters,

anything like that?

Well, I get stacks of mail
from animal rights campaigners,

but they're really
addressing the IHA generally.

So you don't meet the
public on a daily basis?

No.

Ah, um...

A couple of years ago, my wife
talked me into writing a thriller.

It didn't do very well,

but the publishers made me
work like a dog promoting it.

Book signings and the like.

Yes, a few people wanted
their pictures taken with me.

Well, you win the Nobel Prize, you
pick up a few fans here and there.

Was he one of them?

I'm sorry, I really
can't remember.

I recognise him.

We have a small library
on the ground floor

and I used to work there.

That man came in
every day for years.

When did he stop coming?

Oh, I don't know. A
couple of years ago.

BOYD: Thank you very much.
STELLA: Merci beaucoup. Au revoir.

How has he supported
himself all this time?

Twelve years, I don't know.

Obviously Russell Tate found
out something he shouldn't have.

- He didn't know who he was dealing with.
- Neither did Tina.

I don't think the Nick Henderson
she fell in love with ever existed.

- Have you got your thing?
- Yeah.

Thank you for being
so incredibly helpful.

Where could he be now?

I doubt he's in Vienna. I
shouldn't think he's at home.

I'll run a registration check. Parking
tickets could reveal something.

Don't hold your breath. He's
been doing it for 12 years.

I think he's got it
down to a fine art.

(SCOFFING)

That's absurd. Impossible.

You ever called him at the IHA?

Nick uses a pager, so do I.

So do a million doctors.

Look, I know he works there.

I have investments through
him in the IHA development fund.

What does that mean exactly?

It means I get to be philanthropic
and pay less tax at the same time.

Have you seen a
return on your money?

Well, it has to remain
for a fixed period.

Look, I trust Nick
more than I trust myself.

(MOBILE DIALING)

Directory. Which name, please?

BOYD: International Health
Authority, Cambridgeshire, please.

Which town?

Cambridge.

- Would you like me to connect you?
- Please.

WOMAN: International Health
Authority. How may I help you?

Nick Henderson,
Dr Nick Henderson.

One moment, please.

I'm sorry, but there's no Nick
Henderson listed in our database.

(CALL ENDS)

BOYD: Satisfied?

There was a call
for you. Laurie?

Mmm. What did she say?

I don't know, something
about a lemon squeezer.

- Lemon squeezer?
- Yeah.

How do you kill someone
with a lemon squeezer?

Ah, no, no, you're thinking about
one of those little Tupperware jobs.

I had to buy a lemon squeezer for
a wedding a couple of months ago.

It's a stainless steel number,
no change out of 100 quid.

Not big, but could be

very tasty in a fight.

Have you got a picture?

FELIX: No one sets out into the
night packing a lemon squeezer.

Definitely an at-hand weapon.

There's only one place in the
house you'd keep one of those.

If they banned kitchen ware,
they'd half the crime rate.

Mrs Henderson?

DI Jordan. We have a
warrant to search this house.

Would you mind telling
me what's going on?

We really need to know
where your husband is.

I've told you, he's at a
conference in Vienna.

JULIA: What are
you doing with that?

I need to keep hold of
this for the moment, sorry.

Have you ever been to your
husband's office at the IHA?

No. Why?

- How long has he worked there?
- 12 years.

12 years and you've never
been to your husband's office?

(MOBILE RINGING)

Well, we've driven past it at
weekends and he's pointed at it...

DI Jordan.

Please tell me on what
grounds you're here.

No, I'm sorry, I can't.

I don't... I'm not feeling very
well, I'm going to go and lie down.

That's okay.

SPENCER: Grace.

There probably was a train
ticket in Russell Tate's pocket.

- Probably?
- Yeah.

5:00 pm, 3rd May, 2000.

A derailment at East Croydon
closed the line outside Guildford,

less than a mile from here.

So they ran a bus
replacement service.

3rd May is the same
day Russell Tate's dad

kicked him out of the
flat in East Croydon.

Do you expect me to believe you
never once had a flicker of doubt

about your friend's work?

Last summer,

he was offered a job at a
research institute in Australia

and had to decide immediately.

Well, that seemed strange.

His name was not on
the medical register.

- We went to medical school.
- Yeah, but did you graduate together?

Nick deferred a year.

Halfway through finals,
he lost both his parents.

How did he lose his parents?

They ran a pub in Gravesend
and lived in the flat upstairs.

There was a fire in
the middle of the night.

- Nick did everything he could.
- Nick was there?

He'd gone home to revise.

Did you know these
parents? What were they like?

Quiet, serious.

Worked hard all their lives

so that their child "could
have what they couldn't" type.

So you think that Nick
pulled out of his finals

and then retook them
the following summer?

Yes.

GRACE: What is that, Felix?

It's a reagent blue.

It's not blue.

It goes blue when it reacts
with the peroxidase in blood.

It's just an indicator,
but a pretty decent one.

Like that.

Like that.

Are you sure it's blood?

FELIX: Well, it's
a presumptive test.

But I also found a
silver-plated lemon squeezer,

which, believe it or not, is what
I've narrowed the weapon down to.

So, we've got him.

I just can't see him bludgeoning
Tate on his own doorstep.

I can, Felix, I can if he's
going to expose the big lie.

Yeah?

All right, thanks.

(SIGHING)

If his wife was in the house,
she would have known about this.

It would have taken
some clearing up.

They asked me if I'd
ever been to your office.

Why would they ask me that?

- What else did they ask you?
- Nothing.

Okay, I want you to stay calm.

- All right?
- All right.

I'm not in Vienna.

I cancelled my trip yesterday,
but I couldn't tell you.

What?

Why?

My team have discovered a
dozen fatal cases of SARS.

Bird flu in the UK.

And central government are
hell-bent on hushing the whole thing up.

Now, I'm briefing Professor
Rosenthal this afternoon,

and then we're going to go public
with the full weight of the IHA behind us.

So, you mustn't worry.

This police visit, it's just a
crude intimidation tactic, that's all.

Now, I want you to
take a taxi to your sister's

and I'll pick you up around
the back in case you're followed.

Nick, I'm scared.

It's all right.

Just do as I say, and
everything will be okay, okay?

Okay.

- Julia.
- What?

You're the one
true thing in my life.

- Nothing will ever change that.
- I love you.

I just want to clarify a
few things, Dr Lynch.

Did you see Nick Henderson
on March 1st, 2004?

No.

- I didn't.
- Finally.

Finally. Is there anything else
you'd like to get off your chest

while we're all here?

Julia knew Michael
Sharman. Did he tell you that?

Julia's secretary to the local
primary school board of governors.

- Michael Sharman...
- Was a governor, yeah, we know.

Did Nick Henderson ever
meet Michael Sharman?

I don't know.

What was his reason at the time for
missing his Monday squash session?

He said he was in Cairo.

At the EU-Africa summit.

And, yes,

- I believed him.
- Yeah. Stella...

I need the dates of the
school governors meetings

and details of the fire that
killed Henderson's parents.

Okay.

JULIA: Hey! Hey,
what's going on?

What the hell are you
doing to my house?

If we don't find what we're looking
for, we'll put it back the way it was.

- And what are you looking for?
- Blood.

What?

I'm sorry, Mrs Henderson.

You should be sorry. My
husband is a brilliant, selfless man.

You should rest, Mrs Henderson.

I think I'll go to my sister's,
actually, if that's all right.

Thank you.

- You sure that's wise?
- I'm going to tag along.

GRACE: So, Henderson's
alibi is down the toilet.

He could have abducted Sharman.

Yeah, but how did he end
up at the cement works?

So, he sees Henderson.

He decides to go over
to him and says, "Hi."

And in doing so, the poor bastard
signs his own death warrant.

GRACE: So, if Sharman died for
the same reason as Russell Tate...

Yeah, found him out.

But Sharman didn't know it,
Sharman didn't know anything.

We haven't proved a connection
between Henderson and Sharman.

Yeah, we have. Sharman
was on the board of governors.

- Julia Henderson took the minutes.
- Ah.

You're not going
to forget to mention

you bumped into someone's
husband the day before.

BOYD: Particularly when
you're meant to be in Cairo.

So Henderson sees
Sharman and panics.

Exactly.

Yeah, he panics. He follows
him... Follows him in the car.

Somehow he gets him to stop.

He gets out, grabs the nearest thing
to him that he could use as a weapon.

- The torch.
- BOYD: The torch.

And smashes him over the head.

But why lock Sharman
up? Why not just kill him?

Maybe he didn't have the
stomach or the heart for it.

Well, he had the guts to
smash Russell Tate's skull in.

No, it's different. Russell Tate
was actively seeking to destroy him.

All Michael Sharman
did was just say "Hi".

JULIA: I won't be long. You
can take care of Adam, yeah?

I can't explain now!

Shit.

Henderson didn't have any
personal animosity towards Sharman,

so it was harder to kill him.

BOYD: He didn't.
He kept him alive.

GRACE: He did more
than keep him alive.

He risked his own life by
taking him food and drink.

So what, then? He says, "Here's
50 paracetamol, go kill yourself"?

Exactly. What happened?

Henderson was keeping Sharman
alive for what, for what reason?

He didn't want a ransom,
so why was he doing it?

- Yes, Spence.
- I lost her.

She was picked up
by a grey Volvo Estate.

- Henderson.
- Yeah, I'm pretty sure he was driving.

God, Spence, I
can't believe you.

Okay, just get back
here as quick as you can.

All right, bye.

- What?
- Problem.

- Where were these SARS cases?
- Southwest, Devon and Cornwall.

How did you find out about them?

Chap I was at Guy's with saw something
on his ward rounds and called me up.

Who?

Andrew, Andrew Nancy.
Thank you. You don't know him.

Anyway, I took two IHA specialists
down there and they confirmed it.

- And who exactly wants to suppress this?
- The government, I told you.

They're worried about it
ruining the tourist industry

like foot-and-mouth did.

And that's why the
police have been round?

That's right. The
questions about Sharman,

they're just a pretext
to shake me up.

But you said on the phone

that Professor Rosenthal's going to
use the clout of the IHA to sort it out.

Yeah. That's what
I'm banking on.

Are you going to see
him this afternoon?

- Yeah.
- What time?

- 4:00.
- I want to come.

- What about Adam?
- My sister's picking him up.

Come on, you always promised
I could meet the great man.

You're not going to take
no for an answer, are you?

- I want to know what's going on.
- I've just told you!

Fine, fine.

Let's go.

He must have told her something,
he's supposed to be in Vienna.

Okay, but if you're asking if she
knew about the murders, I can't see it.

Why isn't he running?
Why risk picking her up?

Because she's all he's got left. When
she knows the truth, it'll all be over.

- Okay, come in. Yeah.
- Sir.

Henderson's credit card
statements. Nothing much on it.

No hotels, motels or B&Bs.

He did book three one-way tickets
to Australia on March 10th last year.

- Cancelled and refunded.
- About four weeks after the booking.

Find out who made
the reservation.

- Grace?
- Yeah?

What do you think Julia will do?

Her instincts will
be to trust him,

so she won't be aware
of the danger she's in.

- Where would he take her?
- I don't know.

But he's been hiding the
truth from her for years,

so now he's got to
hide her from the truth.

- But he isn't going to kill her, is he?
- Yeah.

But he'll think of
it as sparing her.

- Nick.
- Hmm?

- We came down this road 20 minutes ago.
- Did we? Are you sure?

You said Professor Rosenthal was
expecting us at 4:00. It's 4:30 now.

- We'll be there in a minute.
- Where exactly is his house?

It's kind of far, it's
kind of on its own.

But you've been
there before, right?

I have to look at the map.

Where is it?

I think it might be in the
back. I'll pull over in a sec.

Nick?

It's not here.

Look, uh... Why don't we just...

Just grab a coffee?

We've just had a coffee.

Professor Rosenthal's
not expecting us, is he?

FELIX: I hear you lost Julia.

We have this "I told
you so" thing in this unit.

So, anything here to tell
us where they might be?

Nothing that I can see.

What about these?

It's just utility payments,
rent, all beautifully inscribed.

Except these ones.

- Hmm?
- Take a look at these.

What?

Here.

- He messed up. I do it all the time.
- No, no.

When he messes up, he...

He does this.

- And these blank stubs on either side...
- Mmm-hmm.

Looks like the cheques
were written quarterly.

Let's cross-reference
with some bank statements.

- Okay.
- Give me some cheque numbers.

- Have you lost your job or something?
- No.

- Of course not.
- Then what is it?

It would be irresponsible of
me to tell you in your condition.

Fine.

- Don't walk away from me!
- I don't know who you are anymore!

Don't say that!

Don't say that.

My work, my research, everything
I've achieved, I did it for you.

- What are you saying?
- I want you to be proud of me.

- I am proud of you.
- Then don't leave me!

You've got to tell me the truth.

- Do you love me no matter what?
- Of course.

I'm on compassionate leave.

I have been for six months.

I didn't want to
burden you with it.

It was just after we found
out you were pregnant...

Burden me with what?

I've got cancer.

Cancer of the stomach.

I know, I know, I
should have told you.

I've only got a few months left.

- I don't believe you.
- I know, it's hard to understand.

- I don't believe you!
- I know...

(SOBBING)

Julia!

Julia, Julia, please!

(WHIMPERS)

Darling?

Darling?

You okay?

Look what I've done.

(SOBBING)

(JULIA MOANING)

Ah... Ah, my head.

You took a bit of a tumble,
but you'll be all right.

- I should see a doctor.
- You already have.

I'm keeping a keen eye on you.

Okay.

The fire that killed Henderson's
parents was treated as suspicious.

- Who did they go after?
- Some bloke with a GBH conviction.

I don't get this Australia thing.
Nothing about Henderson junior?

- He wasn't a suspect.
- He was at home, though, wasn't he?

- Yeah, he was revising his finals.
- Revising.

And he'd completed his first
exam the day before the fire.

I'd quite like to see that exam
paper, see how he got on.

What are you saying, the pressure
of finals made him kill his parents?

It has been known.

Ah, you've got the cream.

Henderson's been renting an allotment
in Hounslow for the last five years.

- Where are we going?
- We're meeting Rosenthal here.

Come on.

What is this place?

A safe house. Well, safe shed.

Have you been here before?

No, no, I can't say that I have.

(GAS HISSING)

I want to go home.

We will. Very soon.

What's that smell?

Hmm?

Nick.

You hit me.

No.

No, don't you remember?

You slipped in the car
park. You slipped and fell.

Right.

Yeah.

Don't!

Please, please, please.

Don't be scared of me,
don't be scared of me.

BOYD: Nine down on the left.

Four, five, six...

Why didn't you let
me take that job?

- I needed to know more.
- But why?

Because it would have meant
moving to the other side of the world.

Yes, but we'd be safe now.

Nick, please.

I want to help you.

Help me.

(SOBBING)

JULIA: I can smell gas.

It always smells like this.

I thought you'd never
been here before.

Nick.

Nick.

Help! Help!

SPENCER: Open up!
Henderson, open the door!

BOYD: Police!
SPENCER: Open the door!

NICK: Hang on.

- BOYD: Come on, open up! Police!
- All right.

- Come on!
- Open the door!

SPENCER: Open up! Come on, out!

Nicholas Henderson, I'm
arresting you on suspicion of murder

of Michael Sharman
and Russell Tate.

- SPENCER: Come on.
- I'm sorry, I didn't...

NICK: Julia, it's okay!

- Nick!
- It's okay.

Mr Henderson, will you state your full
name, address and occupation, please?

Dr Nicholas Henderson, Rose
Cottage, Henley Lane, Guildford.

I am a senior researcher at a
German pharmaceuticals company.

Until recently, you worked at
the International Health Authority

under Professor Rosenthal.

Yes.

- For how long?
- Twelve years.

How do you explain the
fact that there's no record

of you ever having worked there?

That's called airbrushing history.
The Russians were rather good at it.

Are you sure that you aren't the one
doing the airbrushing, Dr Henderson?

SPENCER: You're not a doctor in any
shape or form, and you never have been.

In 1986, you pulled out of
your finals, telling your friends

that you were going to retake them
the following year. You never did.

I'm sorry, this is ridiculous.

Your heavily pregnant wife
has suffered a head injury.

- Were you responsible for that?
- No, she slipped and fell.

All right, I'm going to show you
some pictures of Michael Sharman

and Russell Tate.

I'm sorry, I can't help you.

Just look at the pictures!

- FELIX: Boyd, I need to talk to you.
- Excuse me.

The reagent I used to check for blood
in the grouting, it's only indicative.

In what sense?

In the sense that it doesn't just
react to blood, it reacts to anything

with a peroxidase content,
but that's a very short list.

- Whatever you found is on the list?
- Horseradish.

Horseradish?

Tons of it, soaked
right into the grouting.

So, Russell Tate's blood is not splashed
all over Henderson's kitchen floor?

We'll never know. If it was there,
it's been cross-contaminated.

It's worthless as a sample.

Henderson's either
very lucky or very smart.

He's probably both.

- I'm sorry.
- It's all right.

Shit.

Shit.

Right. Your friend,
Dr Lynch, Jonathan,

placed £16,000 in your trust.

Money you were going to invest
in the IHA development funds.

- Is that correct?
- Yes.

So, why is there no
record of this investment

except in the form of a
deposit in your current account?

Um...

It was because I put the
money into an IHA account.

No, because you stole the
money and then you spent it.

Yeah? Is that not right?

Dr Lynch is outside, and he
would very much like to talk to you.

- I don't want to speak to him.
- Why's that?

Because he's a real
person, a real doctor,

and he looked up to you for years
'cause he thought you ruled the IHA

when all you were doing was
pissing away your time in their library?

- Shut up!
- Ah.

A real moment, eh?

Still, it beats hiding away in an
allotment shed, doesn't it, "doctor"?

I'm sorry, how long do I have
to sit here and listen to this?

You'll sit here for as long
as I want you to sit here.

He might be one of the
all-time liars and dissemblers,

but all he's got to do is
sit there and he walks.

Yep.

His wife's our only
hope really, isn't she?

If we can convince her,
perhaps she can convince him.

- You think it's going to be that easy?
- What the hell else are we going to do?

Okay, so if she's in denial, which I
have no doubt whatsoever she is,

she's only going to want to
hear the truth from him, not us.

So if she wants to see
him, then we agree?

Yeah, but...

Julia Henderson is
coming in from hospital.

Oh, great. Thank you.

Also, there's a Professor Wallace
from Guy's returning your call.

Thank you.

- Who's he?
- I'll tell you later.

- So, we're going to have to prime her.
- How do we do that?

We're going to have to
bend the rules just a little.

What, you mean you're
going to lie, Grace?

- You've got to win her trust.
- Okay.

JULIA: Of course that's where
he works, I've been to his office.

BOYD: You're deceiving
yourself, Julia. You saw a window.

From your car.

We checked back to 1980. Your
husband never worked at the IHA.

(SCOFFING)

No, this is ridiculous.
I want to see Nick.

You'll see your husband

when you've started to
cooperate with us a little, Julia.

You knew Michael Sharman
through your job as a secretary

to the governors at St Luke's.

- When did you start working there?
- 1998.

During that whole time, your
husband never met Michael Sharman?

No.

What, not even walking down the
street, passing him, just saying hello?

- No, not that I remember.
- I don't believe you.

Is this where it all started?

Sorry?

Sorry, I don't follow.

Well, apart from your name here,

your answer sheet is blank.

Your professor,
Professor Wallace,

says you were under an
awful lot of parental pressure.

He kept thinking you were
going to have a breakdown

all the time you were at Guy's.

My parents wanted me to do well

and I didn't want
to disappoint them.

Okay.

So, the next day you went home.

Did you tell your
parents about the exam?

I don't remember.

But sooner or later, you'd
have to tell them, wouldn't you?

Because a blank page is a fail.

And no matter how well you
did with the rest of your papers,

you were never
going to catch up.

No.

Well, I expect you wanted to
explain to your father, didn't you?

Yes.

So, Saturday night, you
went out, had a few drinks,

summoned up some courage.

I don't remember.

But you couldn't
do it, could you?

Couldn't do it to him.

So you burnt down your parents'
home rather than disappoint them.

No.

No, I didn't.

What was he like,
Michael Sharman?

- Very nice.
- Nice doesn't say much, Julia.

He was a breath of fresh air.

BOYD: Is that unusual
in the world of governors?

Yeah. He once suggested that all
the kids be made to smoke crack

to put them off it
because it was April 1st.

How did you feel
when he went missing?

- Shocked, like everybody else.
- Shocked? Shocked?

- I was upset, all right?
- Oh, good.

All right? In fact, when his
family sent flowers to the wife,

I was the one that picked
them out and wrote the card

and suggested we spend
more than 30 measly quid.

- It was a terrible thing to happen!
- Yes, it was a terrible thing to happen.

Julia, for five weeks, Michael
Sharman was trapped in a cage.

The flesh ripped off his hands, all
right? How do you think that felt?

- My husband had nothing to do with this.
- You're deceiving yourself.

- And it's laugh...
- It's what?

- It's laughable...
- Laughable? Laughable?

That you're
suggesting that he did!

You are deceiving
yourself, Julia.

(DOOR OPENING)

(DOOR CLOSING)

Killing your parents didn't get
you off the hook, did it, Nick,

with Julia,

Jonathan Lynch and
your peers to worry about?

You were in no fit state
to retake your exams.

You couldn't tell them the
truth even if you wanted to.

I can see how much
this is costing you.

I can see how tired
you are with the lies.

I know...

I know you mean well.

Russell Tate was a
heat-of-the-moment thing.

Michael Sharman, just in the
wrong place at the wrong time.

It's funny.

Even though I
love my line of work,

if I had my time again,

I'd like to specialise
in weather systems.

Weather systems.

People used to think that
they could predict the weather.

All you needed to have
was a fast enough computer

and to have the
equations absolutely right.

Don't do this, Nick.

But with true chaos weather,

equations aren't enough.

No system, no matter how
many variables you assign,

the chaos just
stretches the tiniest error,

amplifies the most
infinitesimal mistake,

until you're left with nothing.

Is that where you are? Nowhere?

We've all had days
like that, haven't we?

You make one small mistake,

and because of that,
you make a bigger one.

You leave your
wallet by the bed.

When you go up to get it, you
trip over the rug, you break your leg.

Next thing you know, you're
in hospital with a fatal infection

just because you
forgot your wallet.

You're talking about yourself?

No.

I'm talking about
weather systems.

- Here.
- Thank you.

This is the torch your husband
used to incapacitate Michael Sharman

when he was abducted.
Have you seen it before?

It looks like a
hundred other torches.

I didn't ask you what
it looked like, Julia.

I asked you if
you'd seen it before.

It's a very simple question, just
demands a very simple answer, hmm?

Have you seen it before?

The answer is either yes or no.

- No.
- I don't believe you.

This is Nick's
torch, isn't it, yeah?

It was in the glove compartment of
his car, then one day, it went missing.

- Look at it!
- I don't remember.

God, I'm trying
to help you, Julia.

- How's your head?
- I fell.

- What happened to your head, Julia?
- I fell.

That's not what the
hospital think happened.

Tell me, how did
you hurt your head?

- I'd like to see my husband now, please.
- Come on, Julia.

Please tell me what
happened to your head.

I'd like to see my
husband now, please.

Okay.

Next time,

you give her water when
I tell you to give her water.

Julia denies Henderson
ever met Sharman.

So do we believe her?

STELLA: How can she defend
him after what he's done to her?

She got a glimpse of the truth,
that scared the pants off her.

SPENCER: What
about Russell Tate?

She would have seen or heard
something if she was in the house.

He was travelling
Tuesday evening, May 3rd.

- She had a governors meeting that night.
- First Tuesday in every month.

- You sure she had the job then?
- Starting in '98.

Boyd, I pulled this off
Henderson's computer.

Looks like a job offer to
himself, dated last March.

(PHONE RINGING)

STELLA: Hello?

Australia, March 27th. So
that's what the flights were for.

Mary Sharman's here.

Okay, get Mary Sharman
into the interview rooms.

Get Henderson into the
cells and let's get Julia in here.

- What pretext?
- No pretext.

No pretext.

- But we haven't charged him yet.
- Why not?

It's possible that
we won't be able to.

- Why?
- Because we haven't got enough evidence.

Do you think he's guilty?

I'm going to ask
you a question, Mary,

and I want you to think very
carefully before you answer it, please.

Do you think he's guilty?

Did your husband, Michael, did
he ever mention meeting this man,

Nick Henderson?

If I said yes,
would it help you?

No, I can't answer
that question.

Why can't you be honest with me?

You promised me you would find
the man who did this to my husband.

And you have. And
you know you have.

What am I supposed to tell my
children for the rest of their lives?

Did Michael ever mention
meeting Nick Henderson?

No.

He never mentioned it.

Okay.

Okay.

All right.

Thank you.

Nick had met Michael Sharman.

I introduced them.

When was this?

It was a couple of months
before Michael went missing.

We bumped into him in this car
park behind Guildford High Street.

And the torch?

Adam gave it to him
as a birthday present.

(JULIA SOBBING)

He asked if he could
borrow it a few months later

and Nick said he'd lost it.

Adam was so upset.

He's seven.

Michael died because
of me, didn't he?

Because... Because Nick thought
that he'd tell me that he saw him.

- GRACE: We believe so, yes.
- My God. Oh, my God.

Julia, although these
things strengthen...

We need Nick to confess, Julia.

And we don't have much time.

- You want me to speak to him?
- Yes.

We believe that if he knows
you know, he'll give up.

And we all need that to happen.

Okay.

You were going to
make a trip to Australia.

What happened?

(DOOR OPENING)

Take a seat, Julia.

Julia, you okay?

You'll get a chance to
talk to her in a minute.

This is how we found
Michael Sharman.

Hands worn to the bone

where he tried to claw
his way out of the place

that you'd put him
in, Mr Henderson.

Right now everybody thinks
that you're an evil, sadistic killer.

Even your wife thinks that.

But I'm not! I'm not!

That you were so inadequate
that these feelings of inadequacy

drove you to kill Michael Sharman
because he was successful.

You wanted him dead,
that's what everybody thinks.

That's what I thought.

Until...

Till I read this.

You know what it is. Read it.

"Dear Dr Henderson,

"Our panel have decided that given
your hugely distinguished record,

"we do not require you to
come in person for an interview.

"However, if you do intend to
accept the Chair in Viral Sciences,

"we will require you
to accept immediately

"and be ready to take
up the post on April 10th,

"which we appreciate
is only a fortnight away.

"Please let us know your decision
at your earliest convenience."

Eastern Australia Institute
of Medical Research.

There's no such
place, is there? Hmm?

Is there?

And then I thought, why is there
this urgency about this job offer?

You know, this "fortnight
away", the now-or-never thing.

Why is that? Then I realised
that you had a plan, didn't you?

You actually had a plan to save
Michael Sharman, didn't you?

To tell the police where he was

after you'd disappeared to
Australia with your family.

That's why you put the food down
there. You even bought plane tickets.

It was a crazy plan, but it
had a certain nobility about it.

You were prepared to
risk everything to save him.

Because it was hell
for you, wasn't it?

Going to bed every night knowing
that he was down there in the dark,

dying slowly.

You get to kiss your boy good night,
his little boy was lying in bed alone,

crying, wondering what
happened to his father.

Must have been hell for you.

'Cause you're not
a monster, are you?

- No.
- No.

You're not.

And the day you were
forced to cancel the flights

because Julia wouldn't go to
Australia, that must have been

a bad, bad, bad time for you.

Almost as bad as the
time that you had to

drop the bottle of paracetamol
tablets through the grill

so that Michael
Sharman could kill himself.

Yeah, that must
have been the worst.

Absolute worst
moment of your life.

I didn't want to hurt him.

No, I know you didn't. You just
wanted to put him down there.

You were deferring,
putting off the decision.

You were just waiting while
you could work out a solution

that would please
everybody, including your wife.

You wanted to
save him, didn't you?

You would have
done, wouldn't you?

If I'd have... If I'd have
agreed to pack up and leave.

Nick, tell me, please.

No, it wasn't your
fault. It wasn't your fault.

I'm so sorry.

Are you confessing to the
murder of Michael Sharman?

Yes.

- And to Russell Tate?
- Yes.

I just wanted things
to stay the same.

I just wanted you to love me.

I love you.

(NICK SOBBING)

STELLA: That's everything
from Henderson's cottage.

So, what should
I be looking for?

FELIX: Anything that might
explain Nick Henderson.

Okay.

Home movies.

Let's get them transferred.

NICK: We've all had
days like that, haven't we?

You make one small mistake,

and because of that,
you make a bigger one.

You leave your
wallet by the bed.

When you go up to get it, you
trip over the rug, you break your leg.

Next thing you know, you're
in hospital with a fatal infection

just because you
forgot your wallet.