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Oh, hello.

Hello!

(LAUGHS)

As you probably know, Alyssa
Bradley's house is about to be -

I've told you, I'm not interested.

If we are to stop this bypass -

My bloke's working for Jack Purdy.

Oh.

I see. Why?

To earn money.
Where else is there work round here?

Ron?

Ron? Libby?

It's Lynne Fox.

I've come about the bypass.

It's only a petition.

Oh!

Help me! Help us, someone! Please!

Did he fall?

With the marks on the wall
and the position of the body,

I'd say he was more likely pushed.

And the wife?

Well, there are no obvious signs
of injury,

but given the state
of the husband...

Cold.

Someone was certainly looking
for something.

If it was some kind of break-in...

why not take this silver service
and those candles?

I felt it as soon as I rode by.

What did you feel, Mrs Fox?

Er...Ms - I never married.

Oh, I'm sorry.

What did you feel, then, Ms Fox?

I'm psychic.

It's a curse I've had to live with
ever since I was a child.

I knew, for instance,
that this bypass was coming

and I tried to warn people -

When you came here,
did you see anyone?

Oh, no, no-one comes here.

It's not that Ron and Libby
don't like people, it's just...

that they prefer to be private.

You knew them well.

As well as anyone.

I helped them a little years back
when their son Michael was killed.

Michael Wilson?
Yes.

Of course.
Did you know him?

Not really. He was a couple of years
below me at primary school.

He was playing on his bike
up that lane.

A car came round the corner and...

I can sense what happened here,
Inspector.

And it won't be the last.

(CAR DOORS SLAM)

We were talking about you
last night.

Yeah?
Discussing Mark Purdy's stag night.

Hey, are you coming as well?

No, I will be with Louise
on her hen night.

I'm sorry to interrupt your reunion,

but we do have a possible
double murder here.

I was just - On your way to knock
on some neighbours' doors. Good idea.

Tom, may I introduce
Charlotte Knight?

Our usual photographer's off sick,
so I called in Charlotte to help.

Don't worry,
I'm not a complete novice.

I've done some police work before.

I've got a studio in the village.

You knew the Wilsons.

Yeah, years ago.
Me and Michael were best friends.

But after Michael died,

Mr and Mrs Wilson cut themselves
off from everyone.

(CROWD SHOUT AND SINGS)

OK, bring her in!

Mr Purdy has every right!

We have every right to demonstrate.
I'm ordering you.

We're ordering you.
Oh, come on, Lynne.

That's the man that you should
be arresting - Jack Purdy -

for crimes against the environment,
against humanity.

Mr Purdy -

Are you responsible for this. Eh?!

That's enough.

Have you seen what he's done
to my car? 56 grand, that's worth.

Think of the damage it does
to the environment.

I'm thinking about the damage I'm
gonna do to you. Why isn't it down?

You've got to abide by the law.
Sod the law.

If this isn't down
by tomorrow night,

I am set to lose ten grand
in overrun charges.

What's going to happen
when Alyssa's son comes back?

You still think Patrick's coming
home after 19 years?

You remember it all, then?

Who can forget it?

He's alive. Lynne can feel it.

Put me in the digger.
I'll flatten the lot of them.

You're an evil man, Jack Purdy.

Tell me something
I don't already know.

DEMONSTRATOR: Loser!

♪ We shall overcome... ♪

(CAMERA CLICKS)
Charlotte?

Make sure you get details
of the stairs.

Yes, of course.

How you doing?

Oh, yeah. OK, I think.

How's your mum, by the way?

Oh, she moved out of Dunstan.

I don't see her that much.

God.

Who could have done such a thing?

I remember coming round here
and making jam with them

and just laughing

and laughing.

I'd better... The DCI?

In the kitchen.

Mr Bullard.

Obviously, Michael's death had
a huge impact on them.

One of the neighbours just said

she heard Mrs Wilson calling out
his name long after he died.

(FLICKS LIGHT SWITCH)

There's something not right here.
Yeah.

No mains electricity, no phone,
no gas.

When Michael died, they cut
themselves off. Literally.

And what are we to make of this?

A table set for three.

Were they expecting someone?

Or had they already arrived?

Did you do it?

What?

The damage to Jack Purdy's car?

I told you, we do not engage
in that sort of action.

You told me you cut the wires
at Greenham Common.

I can't believe
Ron and Libby are dead.

Do you remember how they came out
with us searching for Patrick?

They knew how it felt to lose a son.

In some ways it would be easier.

To believe him dead.
To not live in hope.

Time to move, ladies.

Oh! Loser!

Loser!

Look and learn, little brother.
Go on miss.

Oh! Strike one!

Nice one, Jack!
Look out, everyone.

The cops are here. Nee-naw, nee-naw.

Has he forgotten you were a copper?

Oh, we don't like to speak
about his mis-spent youth.

Sorry I'm late.

No worries.

I hear you had a busy day.
What happened, then?

Young thug got in there, smashed
them up for a fifty quid fix?

Hey, give the man a break,
he's just come off duty.

Any good at this?

Not really, no.

You're on his team, then.

He's not coming to the wedding,
is he?

My best man.
Ha ha ha!

Sucker!
You should have gone to the right.

But...

he and Lou...

When we were in uniform together...
we were called to their flat.

He'd beaten her up.
That's why she left him.

Yes, yes.

Go, Tony, you're a star!

Hello, boys.

Hey!

What are you lot doing here?

You knew we were coming here.

Me? I never did.

Hello, Ben.

Nice to see you!
Twice in one day.

Got some champers over here.

Champers, mm. See you in a minute.

Hiya.

Have you met Ben?
This is Stacey, Jack's wife.

Ah, hiya.
Hi.

You still a copper?

He's a Detective Sergeant now,
you know.

Any chance of locking him up?

Come on, everyone, it's party time!

Your last night of freedom.

You're up.
Ah, right.

I'm having this one!

(ROWDY SINGING FROM CAR)

I don't believe it!

Stop! Lynne Fox.

Right, I'm gonna...

Jack! Jack, come on.
Oh, God, he's off.

You never, ever give up, do you?

Look out, Spud!

Get off it!

Are you really so stupid to think
that this makes any difference, eh?!

How's your car, Mr Purdy?

That's enough!

Come on, then!

That's enough!

I'll bloody well kill you
the next time, do you hear?!

I'm so sorry, my brother's
had a bit too much to drink.

Don't you dare apologise for me.

Who the bloody hell's paying
for this wedding, eh?

And your honeymoon
in the Seychelles?

Me.

Don't you ever forget it.

Have you seen Spud?
He came back about ten minutes ago.

He said there'd been a fight.
Yes. Where is he?

Are you all right, Lynne?

You can sense something, can't you?

(THEY SING ROWDILY)

Oi, no, no, I want one here!

Chicky chicks!

Bunnies! Devil!

OK, on the bench. On the bench.

Come in, come in, come in. OK.

This, ladies, is where
I had my first ever snog.

With Jack, was it?

Why did you bother coming?

Why did you bother inviting me?
Happy, happy. Come on.

Cheese!

I need a drink.

Yeah, good idea.

Come on, girls!

Stupid bitch.

Why DID you bother inviting her?

We're getting out.
What do you mean?

Out of the village. Me and Mark.

I finally persuaded him.
Have you told Jack?

Course not.

And you're not going to tell him,
either.

Right, one of me and Charley.

♪ FRANKIE GOES TO HOLLYWOOD: Relax

♪ Relax, don't do it

♪ When you wanna come

♪ Relax, don't do it

♪ When you want to suck to it

♪ Relax, don't do it

♪ When you wanna come

♪ When you wanna come

♪ Relax, don't do it... ♪

A one, two, three.

Woo-hoo!

(MOBILE BEEPS)

I've just got to take care
of something girls, yeah.

Go back. Get them in.

Oh, God!

Mr Purdy, I am so sorry
if this was one of the -

Mr Purdy?

(GASPS)

This is very important, Claire,
so make sure you're thorough.

Yes, sir.
OK.

Ah, Tom, now, there seems
to have been a struggle here,

but Purdy was definitely killed
on that spot.

And then dragged across to his car.

I'm pretty sure the wound was fatal,
but I'll know more after the PM.

Now, as you can see
there's a fair quantity of blood.

So whoever killed him
would have been covered.

Also...paint on his shoes.

Morning, Sir.

Mr Bullard.
Ben.

Jones.

Good night, was it?

You were with Jack Purdy last night,
weren't you?

Left the pub around ten, I think.

You were going to let him drive?

He told everyone
he wasn't feeling so good

and he was going to walk home.
He didn't get very far.

Tom, Jack Purdy's mobile.

Ta.

Ah, Charlotte. Here.
Thank you.

Are you sure you want to do this?

Yeah, I'll be fine.

Jones, you...you said
you were going bowling.

We did.

Jack was his usual, loud,
competitive self.

And then the hen party turned up.

Yeah, he knew we'd planned to go.
Louise loves it.

I don't know about you,
but I was a bit uncomfortable

about the way he was with Louise.

How do you mean?
Well, he was all over her.

He was really winding Mark up.

And his wife was there.

Stacey's used to it.

That scar.

On his arm.

That's just like the one Mark's got.

So the boys at the stag party,
they were over at The Six Bells

whilst the girls,
they were at The Swan, yes?

After bowling we went for a curry
and ended up here about ten.

Did you see Jack Purdy?

Not after the bowling alley.

Sir...

as we arrived at The Six Bells,
Jack saw Lynne Fox

and one of her supporters -
Spud I think his name is.

Jack threw something at him
and the lad ran off.

Well, we know
that the bypass protesters

have targeted the Purdys, don't we?

You think he caught someone
vandalising the car?

Excuse me, sir.

I suppose, you must think of me
as one of your chief suspects.

Now, why would I do that?

Three bodies in two days.

And I discovered them all.

Did you daub Jack Purdy's car
with paint?

No, I did not.

I actively discourage
anything criminal.

Do you know who did?

I understand there was
an altercation last night.

Yes, there was.

Without any provocation, that man
attacked poor Spud with a placard.

Now, I know what you're thinking,

that Spud immediately went off
and found himself a can of paint.

Do you think that's what happened?

Well, to tell you the truth,
I...I...I don't know.

He's a lovely lad, but he...he...
he does sometimes get carried away.

Where is he now?

They've made our lives hell.

Hate mail.

Phone calls.

The children are frightened
to go to school.

Have you reported this
to the police?

Of course we have.

Apart from the protesters, who else
might have wanted Jack dead?

What is she doing here?
Well, she's been helping us.

Taking photos of the scene of crime.

Yeah, well, I wouldn't trust her
if I were you.

Why do you say that?

She, Jack, Mark, Louise.
You know what they were like.

Their own little secret society.

I erm...

I loved...

my husband.

Not many people did, I know.

You must remember what happened
to his father.

Yeah, he was the driver of the car
that killed Michael Wilson.

Whose parents
you found dead yesterday.

The sins of the father.

Where's Spud?
The police want to talk to him.

What's happened?
Jack Purdy.

Last night Jack Purdy was killed.

The police seem to think
it might have been Spud.

Jack Purdy is dead!

No, no,
we cannot celebrate a man's death.

But it means, without him, they
won't be pulling the house down.

Do you have any idea
who might have killed your brother?

To be honest, I can't think of many
people who didn't,

at one time or other,
want my brother dead.

Most of his life he was a bully
and a cheat.

He got wind of the bypass
and bought up Hardwick Farm

and other bits of land.

He got the contract
to clear the site.

He didn't care who he trampled over
to get what he wanted.

They found that some of the land
that Jack had bought

was rich with gravel and sand -

Which he's been selling
to the road builders.

Made a double killing.

I can't believe he's dead.

I understand that you met
at the bowling alley?

Did you meet up again after that?

We...we were in The Six Bells,
the girls were in The Swan.

Jack left around ten, which is about
the time you arrived at The Swan.

Did you see him?

No, I told you.

Did he call you at all?

He sent me a text, yeah.
He sent you a text?

What time was that?

Erm...about ten, I can't remember.

And what did the text say?

I can't remember.
I was off my face.

Does this mean we're gonna have
to cancel the wedding?

That's entirely up to you.

It's all arranged.
The hotel, the food, the -

Well, either way, you won't be able
to have a honeymoon.

It's all booked.
I'm sorry,

but you'll just have to cancel it.
But, sir -

Yes?

You and your friends
at the party last night

are possible suspects,
do you understand?

Yes. We need to be here.

With Jack gone,
who's going to be your best man?

What about Ben?

You've been friends since school and
you were both in the force together.

But I want statements.

From everyone in the hen party
and at the stag night...

including yours.

Sir.

And I want you to do it.

What?
Be best man.

Before I toast the bridesmaids, I'd
like to arrest the bride and groom.

If that's what it takes.

What the hell were you doing?

What was Jack's motto?

You keep your enemies close,
you keep your friends closer still.

Libby Wilson died of natural causes.

A fatal embolism.

Ron Wilson, on the other hand, seems

to have suffered a series
of injuries before falling

or being pushed down the stairs.

Cuts and bruises to the face.

As I thought, he fell backwards,
his left hand reaching out.

Er you can see these marks on the
wall led to the raw finger ends.

So, not an accident
or self inflicted, then?

It's possible but unlikely.

She did a good job.

Charlotte.

Mm, yes.

More than I can say for forensics.

Look at the Fingerprint Report.

That can't be right.

I've sent them back to check.

Excuse me, sarge.

Mark Purdy at the front desk.

Said it was urgent.

And if they pull the house down,

the whole thing will collapse
on top of him.

Is that what he wants?

He wants the demolition
to be stopped.

He thinks it's worth the risk.

Spud? Are you there?

I'm chaining myself
to the foundations.

This is Detective Chief Inspector
Barnaby from Causton CID.

I need to talk to you, sir,
regarding the death of Mr Jack Purdy.

That's right. Blame it on me.

You had an argument
with him last night.

He attacked me.

Did you pour red paint
all over his car?

Spud?

Look, I do respect your right
to campaign,

but I have a murder investigation
to conduct

and I will clear this site and get
that young man out of there.

That means the house
will be demolished.

They will demolish the house
and build the bypass,

no matter what you do.

Cheers.

I don't know how you can.

Hair of the dog.

Here.

Our tickets to The Seychelles.

You need to know we're not about
to do a runner.

I er...

I've been looking through the files:
Michael Wilson's death.

What's that got to do with anything?

Well, the suspicious death
of Michael's parents,

the murder of Jack.

Michael was in the middle
of the road.

It was an accident.

I know.
There was a full investigation.

I know. Your father
was completely exonerated.

It made no bloody difference,
did it?

He took it bad, the old man.

He started drinking.

Serious benders.

Then about a year later
he drove his car into a tree.

You think he did that on purpose?

Great bloody summer, that was.

Oh, come on, Spud!

The Inspector doesn't want
to arrest you.

You just want to talk to him,
don't you?

For starters.

Look, I guarantee he will be at your
station first thing in the morning.

And if he's not?

We will clear the site
and you can do what you have to.

You should be on our side.

I am on the side of law and order.

How will my Patrick return home
if there's no home to return to?

Who's Patrick?

Her son.

He went missing 19 years ago.

It's his birthday next week.
He'll be 30.

I'm sorry.

By the way, Inspector -

What?

That petition.
What petition?

When I went to Ron and Libby's, I
had a petition for them to sign.

In...in...in the shock of it all,
I must have dropped it.

Well, as far as I'm aware, there was
no petition found at the Wilsons'.

Now, why don't I believe you?

Well, why wouldn't you?

Names and addresses.

Supporters.

You want to listen in.

You want to infiltrate.

It's what you people do!

Now, close the door behind you,
please.

Now, wait there.

There.

Lovely. Really lovely.

I wish my parents were here
to see it.

Yeah. And my mum, too.

Come on, girl. Happy, happy.

(CAMERA CLICKS)

Ladies and Gentlemen, I've never
been best man before -

Those trousers are a bit short.

I was lucky to get these.

It was the only suit they had left.

I've never been best -
Keep still.

Oh, very nice.

You make sure you keep an eye
on those two.

We don't want the happy couple
disappearing into the night.

I wish you hadn't told me
to do this. Oh, you'll be fine.

Can't be any worse
than your best man.

Dan was all right.
All right?

He kept calling me Jenny.

Well, he was nervous.
Who's Jenny?

Ex-girlfriend.

I wouldn't have minded,
but she was there.

At the wedding?
"It should have been me."

I'm glad it wasn't.

There.
Thank you.

I'm glad he's dead.

The first time in 19 years
I've felt free.

I saw you.

What you on about?

The other night.

With Jack.

Louise?

Come on, girls.

Wait in here, please, OK?

And no getting messy. Come on.

I'll go and find your Aunt Louise.

You must know it wasn't me.

And you must know it wasn't me.

You think it was Mark?

You saw the way Jack
was behaving that night.

Smile.

Look, with Jack dead, we could come
clean about everything?

We could even blame him.
I mean he was the one who always -

Me and Mark are getting married
and we are getting out of Dunstan.

Even though it was Mark who -
No.

No, he didn't.

He couldn't.

(FOOTSTEPS ON THE STAIRS)

A touch of pre-wedding nerves,
is it? Well...

it's never too late
to change your mind.

Happy, happy.

Girls?

You and Mark were best mates
at primary school, weren't you?

Yep, we got up to all sorts.

That was before Michael Wilson
got himself killed on the road.

What happened after that, huh?

How do you mean?

Everything seems to stem

from the death of Ron
and Libby's young boy Michael.

According to Mark his father killed
himself because of it.

I wouldn't mention that
in your best man's speech.

(LAUGHS) No.

What do you remember
of Patrick Bradley?

Not much.

He was always a bit of a loner.

Michael Wilson was killed
20 years ago.

Patrick Bradley went
missing one year later.

Oh, did you read Bullard's report on
what he found at the Wilsons' house?

About the fingerprints?
Yeah, only three sets.

Confirmed.
In the whole house?

Ron Wilson, Libby Wilson and one
other set, as yet unidentified.

(CHURCH ORGAN PLAYS)

Yeah, you're looking lovely.
Thank you.

Charlotte!
Mark?

What do you think you're doing?
What?

Look, I know it wasn't me.

Mr Purdy...

may I just say,
that despite my opposition

to what your brother was doing,

I was deeply shocked
and saddened by his death.

His murder.

I wasn't.
Alyssa.

Lynne knew he was going to die.

Not exactly.

You said you could sense it.

We were friends of Patrick's.

What are you frightened of?

Nothing.

It's just that over the years,
you've blamed us

for what happened to Patrick.

What did happen to him?
That's what I want to know?

Please. This is my wedding day.

Do you believe in ghosts?

Ghosts? Avenging spirits.

That's what Lynne reckons they are.

JONES: Morning!

Come on, Alyssa,
we have a lot to do.

You need to be careful, Mark Purdy.

Clear off
or I'll have you both arrested.

And what was that about?
Nothing.

Hey, you look very smart.
I hardly recognised you.

Charley, let's have a photo
of the best man. Yeah.

Here?
Yeah.

So...you think it's true?

It's a load of nonsense and well
you know it.

There was a line of people wanting
Jack dead.

He wouldn't need a ghost.

But we both know whose ghost
it would be.

Emma, let's have a photo of us
together.

Yeah. OK.

Happy. Happy.

RAUCOUS CHEERING

Ben, if you could get in.

Uncle Richard, if you could come
round the side of Louise.

Come on, Uncle Richard.
Go round there.

Sorry.

Lovely. One more. Smile.

OK. Just the bride and groom,
please.

That's right.

CONGREGATION OOHS

No, thank you. Actually...

Ben.

And one of the lovely couple.

Stacey.

Congratulations.

Thank you.
It was good of you to come.

I know you killed him.

I'm sorry?

Jack told me once if anyone
was going to kill him

you three would be the ones
to do it.

Girls.

(CHUCKLES)

Will you start the speeches?

GLASS TINKLES

Good afternoon,
ladies and gentlemen.

As I'm sure you all know,
I wasn't first choice

for this most important role.

Our thoughts go at this difficult
time to Jack's widow

and his lovely children who I think
make wonderful bridesmaids.

AUDIENCE: Here! Here!

So, my first task, then, is to raise
a glass...

oops! ..to...

the bridesmaids.

ALL: The bridesmaids.

And I think we've got some presents
for them. Ben...

Stacey's taken the girls home.

Were they not feeling well? Stacey's
accused us of murdering Jack.

Er...

NOISE EMANATES FROM BELOW

SQUEAK OF CUPBOARDS

WHISPERED CONVERSATION

The police may have found it
and just brought it in.

It's worth checking anyway.

Inspector, we were just looking
for that petition.

I remember dropping it.

Not only is this the scene of an
ongoing police investigation -
I know.

That we're trespassing.
Technically, yes. But not really.

(SIGHS)

Do you know, I've never actually
been inside this house?

In all these years.

This must be...? Spud.

Yes, I told you I'd bring him round.

First thing this morning, you said.

Inspector, these petitions are very
important to us.

People trust us with their names
and addresses.

The paint on your trainers.

Same colour as the paint on
Jack Purdy's car.

If we could have our lovely couple
please to the dance floor.

♪ JENNIFER RUSH: THE POWER OF LOVE

♪ Cos I am your lady

♪ And you are my man
So when do we go?

Give it another 20 minutes.
You got the passports?

Yeah.

Free at last.

♪ I'll do all that I can

Oooh!
# We're heading for something

♪ Somewhere I've never been

♪ Sometimes I'm frightened

♪ But I'm ready to learn about
the power of love! ♪

Hey, Charley. Are you all right?
You look like you've seen a ghost.

Yeah, I think I have.

Did Mark tell you what Patrick's mum
said to us outside the church? No.

What?

That there's a ghost.
Charley!

A ghost? What you talking about?
Are these our pictures?

I think that speech was the worst
15 minutes of my life.

Do you want to dance?

No. No. No. No.
Oh, yes.

Come on.

OK. I admit it.

After he had a go at me, I got mad
and I know it was wrong.

To murder Jack Purdy.

I never touched him.

I just threw paint over his car.

Purdy was round the corner knocking
off some bird

with a sexy wedding dress.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Come on. Drink.
No, you've got to dance.

Oh, OK.

Come on.
OK.

♪ ROXETTE: LISTEN TO YOUR HEART

Do you believe in ghosts?

Er...well...

We get quite a few calls people
saying they've seen a ghost

but there's always
a logical explanation.

What if you can't explain it...

and the ghost ends up
killing people?

What are you saying?
I just went to see him! That's all!

You swore to me.
Nothing happened.

You did kiss him!
Mark, I was drunk.

Lou.

What did you say to him?
Nothing.

How could you?!

Louise.

Just leave me alone! All of you!

♪ Listen to your heart

♪ There's nothing else you can do

♪ I don't know where you're going

♪ And I don't know why

♪ Listen to your heart

♪ Before you tell him goodbye ♪

Lou!
Mark?

Arrrghhhh!

HEART MONITOR BEEPS

Louise and Mark had a row.
She went outside.

Charlotte came to find her
and heard screaming.

She'd been stabbed.

What are these marks?

He's come back.

I saw him.

Who?

Back from the dead.

BEEPING ACCELERATES
Lou?

ALARM GOES OFF

CONTINUOUS DRONING AS MONITOR
FLATLINES

She's arrested. She's in shock.
Let's do CPR.

50mg of adrenaline.

Clear!

It wasn't even a real argument.

We were going to elope
from our own wedding.

Why would you want to do that?

Because you told us
we couldn't leave

but we wanted a honeymoon.
We wanted to get away.

According to witnesses,
you were arguing...

..about Louise seeing Jack the night
he was murdered.

I told you. We contrived it.

She was going to go out the back,
I was going to go out the front.

I put the bag in the car and then
I heard the...the screaming.

Oh, so you knew, did you...

that Louise met Jack the night
he was killed?

Yes.

And what did you think of that?

Well, she told me she saw him.

I have a witness...
A witness who saw them kissing.

In the lane at the back of The Swan.

It doesn't matter.
They're both dead!

What do you think Louise meant when
she said, "He's come back."

"I saw him. Back from the dead."

Maybe she thought it was Jack.

Or maybe it had something to do with
the day Patrick Bradley disappeared.

19 years ago.

Hi.

How are you feeling?

I was fine until you walked in.

Sorry.

Do you think the killer is
in the photographs?

It's possible.

I can't look at them any more.

The image of finding Louise.

I can't get it out of my head.

Her face.

Her eyes.

Before Louise died, she said,
"He's come back."

"Back from the dead."

We think she might have been
referring to Patrick.

The day he went missing,
you were with him, weren't you?

You, Mark, Louise, Jack.

You think someone's trying to kill
us all because we were with Patrick?

Patrick left of his own accord and
we all searched for him.

Patrick's mum has always blamed us
but it was her fault.

She shouldn't have let him out
on his own, should she?

I was 13.

And we went out on our bikes
up to Bluebell Woods.

Patrick saw us and tagged along.

We... We went down to the river
but Patrick decided to go.

It wasn't until we got back that...

..his mum came round and told us
Patrick hadn't returned.

I mean, we looked for him.

We...

(SIGHS) We searched for days
but...erm...

Do you think that Louise did see
Patrick Bradley?

That that's what she meant when she
said, "He's come back."

It's possible but...

why wouldn't he go to his mum
or to the police?

Why would he want to kill Louise?

Do you remember...

on the morning of the wedding?

It was just as you were arriving,
in fact.

Lynne Fox was there.
And Patrick's mum.

Well, they both told Mark that him
and Louise should be really careful.

How do you mean?
(SIGHS)

(I don't know.)

It wasn't a threat exactly.
It was...more sinister than that.

That scar on your wrist.

When I was a kid,
I was a real tomboy.

I used to be climbing trees,
playing football.

I'm sorry.

I wanted to do that last night
but...

This is the last one I have.

That was on his 11th birthday.

Four weeks before he disappeared.

Thank you.

That's one of his paintings.

There's more in the house.
I left them in there.

Where were you last night between
the hours of 10 o'clock and 11?

If you think I killed that woman,

you're wrong. Nor Jack Purdy.

Much as I wanted to.

The day it happened, the day I saw
those four kids

and the looks on their faces.

They KNOW what happened
to my baby boy.

This is gonna sound ridiculous
but...

what if Patrick's mother has decided
to take revenge

and dressed up as Patrick?

You're right. That is ridiculous.

Ye-ah.

Initial findings for Louise Purdy.
Ah.

Thank you, George. That was quick.

The burns on her arms were
from a cigarette.

Deliberate burn?

The shape of the burn suggests it
wasn't an accident. The stab wound?

Went into her back.

Between the ribs. And from the marks
on her arms and clothes,

I'd suggest there was some kind
of a tussle.

She was stabbed, was she,
after the burns?

I'd say so. You'll get a full report
at the end of the week. Thanks.

If it were Patrick...

You just said that's ridiculous.

Yes, I know I did. But if it WERE...

..and Louise Purdy did see
Patrick Bradley last night,

..what would he look like now?

She saw him.
How could she have done?

Who else was she talking about then?

Mark, look at this.

(SIGHS)

What am I looking at?

Patrick Bradley.

What?

He murdered Jack.

He murdered Louise.

And we are going to be next.

It's not Patrick.
Well, who is it, then?

Listen, you just stick
to what we agreed.

I thought you hated the way
Jack treated us.

I'm beginning to understand
why he did.

Why he had to.

We'll get through the next few days
and we'll be OK.

The next few days?

The next few days?! Mark, you said
that 19 years ago!

It's never going to be OK.

Jones! Hey, come here.

Wonder what your friend
the photographer would make of this?

She's not my friend. She's a...

..friend.

Picture of Patrick.

Aged 11 years.
Before his disappearance.

And now, thanks to the miracles
of modern science...

Hm! Could be Spud.

Here's another theory.
This is better.

Oh, right.

Spud is really Patrick and he came
home to his mum,

saw the house was to be knocked
down... And with his mum's help,

he's exacting his revenge, on Jack
and Mark, Louise and Charlotte.

Revenge for what? Killing him?
They didn't. Why revenge?

You can't have it both ways.
Can I ask?

What's his real name? Spud?

He said it was Sam Thomas.

No criminal record. No prints.

Maybe you should try Taylor.
Taylor?

Why I come from, people called
Taylor become known as Spud.

Taylor, tater, spud.

SQUEAKING NOISE

Mark?

Oh, my God.

We have a warrant
for Sam Taylor's arrest.

And this is Sam Taylor.

Spud.

He's a right little eco warrior, your
Spud. Wandered across three counties.

Criminal damage,
threatening behaviour.

Possession.

We need to know where he is,
please, Miss Fox.

Oh, my God! Help!

Help, someone!

Help me!

Charlotte.

You're gonna be OK.
You're gonna be OK.

Let's get her on.

Sir.

So what are we looking for?

Photos of the best man's speech?

Well, she must have given it to me
for a reason.

Is that who I think it is?

Do you know what time it is?
Do you recognise him?

This is very heavy-handed of you.

Two people have been murdered.
Another seriously injured.

Is the girl all right?
Yes.

No thanks to your friend.

I wouldn't go down there
if I were you.

Well, I'm afraid I don't have
a choice.

Come on, Spud.
We know you're in there.

You'll do yourself a favour
if you give yourself up.

LOUD BANG

Sir! Lend a hand, Jarvis.

Come on, sir. We've got you.
Come on, Sarge.

I tried to warn you.
They're all booby trapped.

(CHOKES AND SPITS)

Oh. Oh!

It's not him.

Well, that's what we thought he might
look like.

Now this was taken by Charlotte
at your wedding.

And this is what he DOES look like.

It can't be.

It can't.

I know for certain that Patrick
Bradley is dead.

I've read through all the files,
Mr Purdy.

Everything that you and your friends
said to the police 19 years ago.

And I think it's time you told us
what really happened that day.

We set off...
for the four of us.

Jack and Lou...

..me and Charley.

What do you want?

Patrick Bradley.

What does he want?

To play with us.

You'd best get on.
I can do what I like, Mark Purdy.

You ain't coming with us. Clear off.
What if he doesn't want to?

New bike?

Got it for my birthday. That summer
was the one your father died.

And that affected your brother
very deeply, didn't it?

We're all going up Hardwick Farm.
Wanna come?

I'm not allowed that far.

Come on. I'll race you. Get off.

What's he doing?

Ready, steady, go!

Give us a lift.

In your statements at the time
you didn't say anything

about going to Hardwick Farm.

Jack told us what to say.

This was all Jack's idea, was it?

There was a crumbling old barn.

We saw it as ours. Where we did
stuff - smoke, drink and that.

Hey!

Come on. Come on.

What do you mean? No way, Jack Purdy.
(ALL LAUGH)

What you laughing at?

Nothin'.

You want a giggle?
I'll give you a giggle.

CHARLEY: Yeah, go on.

Is that good enough?

Like that do you? Funny?

Argh!

Ouch!

Little bugger bit me.

Everyone was laughing. Jack had him
pinned down like Dad punished Jack.

Hard man, eh?
Here.

Jack. No, Jack.

And then he took his...

cigarette and...

Go on. I dare you.

Argh! Argh!

Argh!

The whole thing was...

crazy. Maybe it was the drink.

May...Maybe it was some evil spirit
getting inside us but...

..it didn't end.

Not there, it didn't.

What happened, Mark?

We got him outside

and we told him we'd count to 20.

20 seconds to run.

And if you caught him?

ALL: 19, 18, 17, 16, 15...
You'd better run, Patrick.

What about my bike?
13, 12, 11, 10...

Go on, keep running!

Run!

LOU: Go on, Patrick.

And he ran.

And we counted down.

ALL: ..6, 5, 4...

WHOOPING AND CHEERING

We chased him.

I don't want to play any more, Jack.
I want my bike. I want to go home.

But you said you wanted to come
with us.

Be part of the gang.
I won't tell anyone. I promise.

Tell anyone? Tell anyone what?!

I can't swim.

ALL: 9, 8, 7 ,6 ,5...

Sink! Sink! Sink! Sink!

ALL: Sink! Sink! Sink! Sink!

Sink! Sink! Sink!

Go on, get down!

Jack was holding him down.

I didn't want Patrick to die.

I can still hear the shouting.

And then the...

..the silence.

LOU: Where is he?

He's not coming back up.

Patrick!
Suppose he's dead?

You forced him in.
It was you.

You had the knife. You said him...
Stop it! You shut up!

It was you!
Charley's found him.

Patrick had drifted downstream.

And Charley, she was pushing
at his stomach

and Lou tried to give him the kiss
of life but it...

We have to get rid of him.

Or we all go to prison.

Leave him. No-one will know
it was us. Course they will.

He told us.

Told us what?
Where to hide him.

What did she mean by that?

Patrick had told you
where to hide him?

He wasn't allowed
near the old Hardwick Place

so his mum wouldn't think
that's where he'd gone.

So where did you hide him?

Down a well.

We threw him down a well.

(SOBS)

It was unreal.

THUD AS BODY HITS BOTTOM

No, it was real.

It was too real.

We have to swear not to tell.

We won't.

We have to swear. Make a pact.

What do you mean?

No.

Yes.

Jack.
You too.

I swear on my blood that I'll never
tell a living soul.

I swear...
..on my blood...

on my blood that I will never tell
a living soul.

And every year we'd swear it again.

What about his bike?

We chucked it down the well.

The farm was over there.

So the well must be over...
over here somewhere.

Come on.

Oh!

No sign of him, Sarge.

You'd better go up to Hardwick Farm.

Hardwick Farm? Yes, it's in the
woods to the north of the village.

It's where we started out protest.

What are you doing here? Looking
for the remains of Patrick Bradley.

And look who we found.

Sam Taylor...

You sir. You are under arrest.

What for?

Where do you want me to start?

Hey...

..is there anything down there?

What do you mean?
Sir!

So what did happen
to Patrick Bradley's body?

I have no idea.

The foxes got it or something.

Look. Cully's new one that her agent
sends out. What do you think?

Oh, that's lovely.
Isn't it?

And that...

..is what is missing
at the Wilsons' house.

Yes.

Yes!
Tom?

Where are you going?

Come to arrest me?

I'm so sorry I lied to you.

I wanted to come forward
the day it happened.

But I was a coward.

Do you think
you'll be able to forgive me?

(MURMURS) I'm sorry.

The stolen photos.

FOOTSTEPS
Hello?

Who's there?

Thought you might like
to see these.

HOLLOW KNOCK

HOLLOW KNOCK

It's funny...

Whenever I think of Michael...

..it's always sunny.

His dad built the most amazing den
in their cellar.

Cellar?

We didn't find a cellar.

Ow!

Patrick Bradley!

Why did you call me that name?

Because that is who you are.

Isn't it? Eh?

Is this where you live, Patrick? Eh?

You certainly like drawing,
don't you, Patrick?

What's that?

"Outers?"

People like you!

You've been watching me,
haven't you, Patrick?

And Libby

and Ron Wilson...

They're your mum and dad.

Who hurt them, Patrick?
Who hurt them?

Ma was lying in the kitchen

and she wouldn't get up.

You found her?

When there's outers,

we shut out the light
and we lie as still as possible...

But Ma wouldn't get up.

And Pa was up in the heaven
mending the roof

and I shouted and I shouted...

Michael, what happened?

Not me, not me!

Look, look.

She's not dead.

It's too late, son.

No, no, mend her!

No, there's nothing...
No, no, no!

You mended me.

This is different.

(WAILS) No! No! You let her die!

Michael.
You let her die!

Michael!

Michael!

Michael.

Michael!

Michael!

Michael, don't go touching anything
in there, boy.

Michael!

Michael, that is a forbidden place.

Michael! Michael!

Outers coming!

You found photos.

Me...

But not me.

Another boy.

Another Michael.

The Michael that was killed.

Who is this?

Michael, you will do as you're told!

That's HIS name - look!

Now, stop it, stop it,
stop this now. I have to go.

(WAILS)

I have to go.

Who is this Michael?

Michael, stop it! Stop it!

No, no!

Stop it! Your mother...

No!

He fell.

Crash, bang, wallop.

Patrick, who made
all these lovely models?

Ron taught me.

He gave me these.

And you went on holiday...

..in a caravan.

You've come to take me!

No, Patrick!

You wanted to find out
who the boy was.

The boy in the pictures.

If that's Michael...

..then who am I?

Who am I?

CHARLOTTE: 'Patrick Bradley.'

MARK: What do you want?
JACK: What does he want?

To play with us.

All these names she said...

..and these people...

in my head.

YOUNG PATRICK:
No, thanks. I don't smoke.

YOUNG CHARLIE:
Aw! Mummy's little baby boy (!)

Come on.

Go away, Jack Purdy!

All these names.

JACK: What are you looking at?
Nothing.

(YELLS)

Mark and Lou and Charlie.

(SCREAMS)

Mark? Not Jack?

Please, help me, God.
Help me, God. Please, help me!

Help me, God. Please, help me!

You said you wanted to come with us,
be part of the gang.

But I can't swim.

Now's the time to learn.

ALL: Ten, nine, eight,

seven, six,

five...

ALL: Sink, sink, sink!

(GASPS AND SPLUTTERS)

It was MARK Purdy...

that held you down.

They took you to the well

at Hardwick Farm.

And, Patrick,
they believed that you were dead.

I was.

But then, like Jesus...

I was born again.

The light at the top.

(MOANS)

(RETCHES)

And you came here.

No.

Mum and Dad...

Ron and Libby...

they brought me here.

And they told you
that your name was Michael.

Michael.

And that you were their son.

And they kept you down here.

Safe and warm.

Away from the outers.

The outers want to take me...

..and kill me.

I'm special.

Is that why you killed Jack Purdy?

He wanted to kill me.

Come on, Lou.

For old time's sake.

Ow!

Lou! Your last night of freedom, eh?

I knew you'd come.

Only to tell you
I want nothing more to do with you.

You're mine, Lou.

You always have been.
You always will be.

Oh! Ow!

(LAUGHS)
Lou!

Lou, get back!

What the hell!

Jack!

He thought I was a shadow.

Who's that?

Are you responsible for this?

You had a knife like this,
didn't you, Jack?

20, 18,

19...

Who are you?
17...

16...

It wasn't just me, you know?

13...

CHILDREN: 13...
12...

12...11...

JACK: Go on, keep running.

OTHERS: Go on, run, Patrick!

It wasn't just me.

Mark was there.

And Charlie and Lou.

We all ran after you.

He ran.

Chased you into the water.
We all did it!

But I got him.

I got him like he got me.

You went to the wedding, Patrick,
with your camera.

Mark and Lou.

That's not right.

Should be Jack and Lou.

Kissing, they were.

But it was Mark and Lou.

Nothing happened!

Did you kiss him?
No, I didn't.

How could you?

Louise!

Lou!

Mark?

Oh! Who are you?

You tell me.

(SCREAMS)

You tell me!

No! No!

Tell me!
You can't be! (SCREAMS)

(SCREAMS) No! No!

The outers want me dead.

Not if I get them first!
Patrick!

Patrick.

Patrick...Bradley.

Yeah.

Hello?

Sir!

Are you down there, sir?

MUFFLED CRIES

Are you all right?

Are you all right?

Did Patrick do this?

He also killed Louise and Jack.

But how? According to Mark,

he and the others killed him
and pushed him down the old well.

According to Patrick, it was Mark
who did the torturing, led the chase.

Come on, we'd better get out of here,
find that man.

Well, where would he have gone?

What's this doing here?

What is it?

It's Lynne Fox's petition
against the bypass.

Everyone's name and address...

Patrick didn't know
what his full name was.

I told him what his full name was.

Get hold of Stephens.

Have Charlotte brought into the
station as soon as she's well enough.

And get a couple of officers over
to pick up our friend Mark Purdy.

If it's all the same to you, sir,

I'd like to be the one
to arrest him.

Of course.

Yes?
Yes.

Alyssa? Alyssa!

It's Inspector Barnaby.

Shush!

(He's asleep.)

Ron and Libby Wilson...

Yes.

I know.

They stole my child...

..because their son
was so cruelly taken.

But now he's come back to me.

I told you he would.

Where's Patrick and Mrs Bradley?

She's waited 19 years for this.

No harm in giving her a few minutes
more.

Thank you.

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