All language subtitles for Above Suspicion s04e02 Silent Scream 2.eng

All I can tell you is the
victim has been identified

as the actress Amanda delany.

Sorry, you didn't make
commander. What kept coming up

was that botched investigation
into that Fitzpatrick character.

Man: As from this morning,
the murder inquiry will be led

by detective chief superintendent
Langton. So he didn't get promotion.

Amanda was... Promiscuous.

Anyone who might have
had a grievance against her?

One of her boyfriends
or one of their wives.

Confirmation that these
actors - Scott Myers,

Rupert Mitchell and Sean o'Dell
- all had an affair with our victim.

She was pregnant whilst filming
the mansion. No way was it mine.

But most importantly,
there is a possibility

that she was writing
some sort of autobiography.

She might have been about to
publish something inflammatory.

She was maybe
gonna change agent.

I haven't been paid
anything for that movie.

The bitch is stealing from me.

What was that? There
it is. It's a crucifix.

(Cries)

I want to find out exactly
who it was that stitched me up.

But not one of your old team
would do that. I intend to find out.

(Explosions)

Argh! Help me! Help me!

(Gunfire)

Man: Cut!

(Applause)

Fifth take.

She weighs a tonne.

Man: Save the flame
just in case we go again.

You're here about Amanda. I am.

Yeah, take a seat.

Thanks. Couldn't believe
it when I read about it.

If there's anything I can think
of that'll be any help, I'm ready.

I loved her to pieces.

Where were you the night
she was killed, mr o'Dell?

I was here filming. Everybody
here can vouch for that.

I haven't seen her in a while.

I suppose, you
know, we'd split up.

I mean, we were an item.

According to the press, about to
get married, which was total bullshit.

It was sex and that was it.

Did you know that shortly after
working with you on the mansion,

she had an abortion?
The first I've heard of it.

Could the baby have
been yours? Mine?

No way. I'm a good catholic
boy and I'm against abortion.

Did you er... Ever own a crucifix
or have seen one like that?

No.

Look at the photo, please.

It was used in your movie.

Wait, wait, wait.

It was a while ago. We might
have used it in the mansion.

I don't exactly remember
if that was the same one.

What was done to her? She
was stabbed multiple times.

Jesus! She didn't deserve that.

She had a toy rabbit. Do you
ever recall seeing it? Yeah.

Horrible thing. Bald
with floppy ears.

She used to keep her skunk
inside it. Well, it's missing.

Did you ever own a key
to her mews house? No.

What do you think - I went in
there and nicked her rabbit?

She left you, didn't
she, for Rupert Mitchell?

Yeah.

I introduced her to him.
We were out clubbing

and he was there with his
wife. Did that make you jealous?

What I didn't like was the press
crawling all over me like a rash.

It didn't make any
difference to me.

Besides, I'd already met my
new girlfriend - French actress.

Oh, it looks like I'm needed.

Right. Well, thanks very
much for your time, mr o'Dell.

Yeah, been a pleasure. Thanks.

Just leave it, will
you? Hurts like hell.

Morning. I'm detective chief
superintendent James Langton.

I'd like to ask you a
few questions, if I may?

Did you ever go to miss
delany's mews house? No.

So this intimate relationship
- where did it take place?

I booked a hotel.

Were you aware that
Amanda had been pregnant?

Pregnant? Yes.
She had an abortion

shortly after she finished
filming the mansion.

Well, I guess that leaves
me off the paternity suit.

I'm sorry.

We never really began seeing
each other till that movie was over.

Sorry to interrupt.

Darling, your driver's here.

Honey, this is detective chief
superintendent... James Langton.

My wife, Helen.

If you'll excuse me.

Mr Mitchell, at your convenience,
we'll require your DNA and prints

for elimination purposes.

The night that Amanda delany
was killed, your husband -

didn't get home until midnight.

I made him a snack
and went to bed.

Did you ever meet miss delany?

It was rather public knowledge
they were seeing each other

but I never met her.

The press were constantly
outside our house.

I'm certain they were
tipped off by her -

they seemed to know exactly
what time Rupert would be home.

Did you ever go to her mews
house? I just said I never met her.

I never go to the film set.

She made my life hell when
I really need it to be calm.

The stress almost gave
me a nervous breakdown.

Did Amanda ever mention to
you that she was writing a book?

What on earth would Amanda
be writing a book about?

An autobiography - perhaps naming
the father of the child she aborted.

Mr James. Yeah?

The night Amanda delany was
killed - I've already given a statement.

I took miss delany
home around 10:00,

returned back to the film set,

waited for mr Mitchell
to be released,

then bought him back
here just after midnight.

That's very succinct. Thank you.

I'm so scared.

Why did he do it?

He was just completely out of
it. He had trouble getting it up.

Probably sold the fucking
computer to get his gear.

And you have got to
promise me to stay straight.

We are going to make a shed
load of money after the funeral.

But when will we know we can
Bury him? Not Dan, you idiot.

Amanda's funeral. I've
got to learn my poem for it.

Where have you hidden it?

It's safe. But what if
he comes back for it?

Well, I've got enough on him to
make him shit himself. He won't dare.

He's done a runner.
Gone to Amsterdam.

(Knocking on door)

Hello there. Is Jeannie in?

It's detectives for you.

Hello again, Jeannie.
This is ds Paul barolli.

Do you want to take us through
what happened to Dan? Yeah, ok.

We didn't get back
till early morning.

We knocked on his bedroom
door but he wouldn't answer.

We pushed the door
and it felt really heavy.

Then we found him - needle
still sticking out of his arm.

Oh, it was terrible. We called
an ambulance straight away.

He left the party early. We
thought he wasn't in the mood -

a bit depressed about
Amanda and that.

I mean, he was on methadone,
hadn't touched heroin for months.

Why he did this to himself
- he loved her, we all did.

And finding the rent now? I
dunno. Where's the computer gone?

I think he must have
flogged it to get the gear.

Yeah. That's right.

Was it expensive?
Amanda bought it for Dan.

They liked playing games.

(Laughs) The crowd goes wild!

Yeah, all right.

This can be your prize.

Well, they did.

Sean o'Dell is off the hook.
The whole unit can confirm it.

Same with Rupert Mitchell.
His driver was very keen

to let me know that Mitchell
was home by midnight.

And so all three
of them have alibis.

Helen Mitchell is a
very attractive woman.

What the hell would he
see in Amanda delany?

Would you like
me to tell you? No.

Sex combined with
a needy personality.

I know a few men whose lives have
been screwed up because of that.

So what do you like,
then? Drunk or sober?

Woman: One toasted chicken
and bacon sandwich, no tomatoes.

Do you need anything
else? No. Thanks, Barbara.

I'll get my own lunch, thanks.

Gov, re the references to
Amanda delany's accusations

about being ripped off, I've
contacted her agent, miss lesser,

and asked for account details.
She has power of attorney.

Any idea how much
Amanda was worth? A lot.

£250,000 in a coutts
account for starters.

At the age of 24? We're in
the wrong business, Joan.

Has anybody managed to make
contact with the publishers? Not yet.

But Josh lyons came
up on Amanda's iPad.

'Golden arrow' is his
publishing company

but we're having trouble
tracking him down.

It's not the only thing we're
having trouble tracking down -

the bloody cctv
footage from the mews.

Where the hell is Paul? At
the victim's mews now. Right.

Barbara, can you get me Amanda's
iPad and a cup of coffee, please?

Thank you. Oh, and...

Can someone clear Sam power's
medals, whatever, out of that office

so I can use it? Thank you.

(Phones ringing)

Good news or the bad news?

Dan Hutchins was
pumped full of heroin.

Looked self-inflicted,
needle still in his vein.

Couldn't find any gear, though.
Bit odd. And the computer's missing.

The girls reckoned Dan sold
the computer to buy drugs.

Both looked off their heads,
though. Is this the good news?

No. They found this by his side.

Mike, we've really got to get
a search warrant for this place.

You two go and grab lunch.
I'm going to show this to the boss.

No, no, no. I'll take. Got
a few things to check out.

Mike brought this in. Dan
Hutchins had an identical crucifix.

Joan's contacting
the costume designer.

How many bloody crucifixes
did they have in that film?

Hopefully just the two.

Better not lose this - Travis's
accelerated promotion form.

Accelerated promotion?
Yeah, fast track.

She'll be reviewed
by all the big wigs.

Which ones?

I'm not sure, but I do know
that deputy commissioner waters

is overseeing the panel.

Well, that's...

..Interesting.

Joan? Yeah.

Has he been at my
desk? Er... Yeah.

Andrea lesser is
in interview one.

And we got through to
the publishing company.

Josh lyons' pa expects
him in this afternoon.

Who's taking the interview?
Lewis is, with Langton. Great.

All my papers are mixed
up. Where's barolli?

Back at the victim's
mews, poor love.

Still trying to get access to the
cctv footage from the Russians.

Langton keeps on
having a go at him.

Have you seen miss
delany's will? Yes, I have.

We need to know who
the beneficiaries are.

I suggested she use the
solicitors marchbank and crawley,

since they have done a
considerable amount of work

for certain clients of mine.

Amanda, I have to say, was in the
habit of changing certain bequests,

but I had no reason to
discuss any alterations with her

over the past three months.
We also require details

of miss delany's finances
over the past six months.

You will find that all of her
accounts are in excellent order,

up to date on all her
tax and vat payments.

Can you explain to us how money
paid to miss delany reaches you?

The film companies would
pay the fee to my agency.

I would deduct my commission
and then forward her payment.

So all monies paid to miss
delany are first paid to you?

You have to understand that there
are always delays with payments

and collecting
artist's residuals.

When I rang the film
company, they assured me

that the payment was on its way.

What she insinuated was
wrong and deeply insulting.

Which was what, exactly?

That there was money missing.

She's a bloody liar.

Excuse me. My space. Could
you move your car immediately?

Are you Josh lyons?

Oh! Look, I have -

di Anna Travis. I'm investigating
the murder of Amanda delany.

Shit. Sorry.

Look, you can park there.
I'll be with you immediately.

'I first met her
at a night club.'

it was a new club called soho
vice. Predominantly gay after 11:00.

That's not to say that I am. They
just have a great cabaret show,

and stunning waiters
stripped to the waist,

plus some rather
tacky topless waitresses

that work mostly the vip
room. I gave her my card.

I'm sorry, when was this?
Couple of months ago.

You know, she was a real star,
in the press every few minutes.

I don't offer deals lightly. She
as with that actor, Sean o'Dell.

I think he had
enough up his nose.

In fact, he was quite
rude. He told me to fuck off.

Unbelievable. She
came here to your office?

No. We went to le
caprice for lunch.

What I said to her was
that we needed to know

that she would be able
to come up with the goods.

Know what I mean? We were
about to draw up a contract.

Oh, god, can you imagine what
that would be worth to us now?

Sorry, that does sound
terrible, but, well...

Who else knew that she
was writing this book for you?

She didn't want anyone to
know, especially not her agent.

We often keep authors'
names under wraps,

but she was very
insistent upon it.

When was the last
time you saw her?

Couple of weeks later.
We met at her old flat.

She didn't want to come
to the office, and, well,

I wasn't prepared to
pay for another lunch.

Got it all in here. I
write in it every day.

See. And I've
got poetry as well.

I want that in it, too. I am
going to be totally honest.

We're not that interested
in the poetry, darling.

Like I said before,
what we need is material

that makes it worth my while
to give you a publishing deal.

Now, don't worry about
upsetting anyone, sweetheart.

You just leave
that to the lawyers.

You want big money, then give
me the goods. Understand me?

You'll get them, I promise.

A lot of people
deserve payback time.

I'll get a chapter written
and send it over to you.

But you know my stipulations.
No-one's to know about this,

or it's over, all right?

Listen, sweetheart,
the element of surprise

is what we make big sales with,

but you'll agree to promotional
interviews on publication.

When this comes out,
I'll have to go into hiding!

I'll have to change my name.
You want me to name names?

You are gonna get
them - a shed load.

But I want big money.
No less than half a million.

(Cups clattering)

Do you want one?

I told you to stay out this
afternoon. Sorry. Overslept.

You're certain that she had this
five-year diary in her possession

the last time you
saw her? Oh, yes.

She hugged it to her. It had a
pink leather cover, thick like this.

Place was squalid. Hard to believe
that with all that money and fame

that she ever lived there.

Not to speak ill
of the poor girl,

but what she showed me
was not worth publishing.

To be totally honest, I
doubted she'd ever deliver.

You er... Never went to
her mews house did you?

No. She did ring me that evening,
accusing me of stealing her diary.

She was rather hyper. I told
her she probably it left in the flat.

I never saw her again.

(Doorbell ringing)

Get you out of bed, did I?

Have I done something
I shouldn't have?

No. I just wanted to see how it
went with the publishing company.

Erm... my dad used to do that.

Yeah, I remember.

So... how was it?

Well, I didn't get
back until late.

I've typed up the report
ready for the morning.

Amanda was hoping for
a deal, for a lot of money,

but I doubt from what mr lyons
said that it was ever going to come off.

He didn't think she was
capable. But he was positive

about a five-year diary. He
described it having a pink cover.

But it wasn't found at the mews.

So another personal
item that's gone missing.

Mr lyons thinks that she could
have left it at the basement flat.

I've suggested that we
get a warrant for that place.

Well, follow it through.

Got any ice?

Sure. Thanks.

Have you got any crisps?

Yes.

Thanks.

How well do you know deputy
commissioner Michael waters?

Well, I know who
he is, obviously.

And when did you two discuss
the fiasco of the Fitzpatrick case?

What?

I didn't want it to
be you of all people.

Wait, you-you think that I -
scuppered my promotion? Yes, I do.

The question is - why did you do it?
You're so ambitious to get your own?

I know that you've
been fast tracked.

Is that what you were doing
going through my desk?

No, I was just eating my lunch

without having Sam power's athletic
prowess shoved down my throat

with all his bloody
plaques and cups.

So I used your desk. You think i'd
sift through your bloody homework?

You think that I spoke to
waters about the Fitzpatrick case?

You really think I would do that?
Especially after all your warnings.

You said to me that
anybody involved in that case

could lose their career.

You told me to Bury it.
Remember? So I buried it.

And then you sent me out
on all these mindless cases -

anything that you're
not working on.

You completely keep
your distance from me.

I hardly saw you. I
thought you blamed me.

I was the superintendent,
Anna. Any blame -

what about Lewis? Or barolli? Or
Joan? I mean, we were all there.

Is everyone under
suspicion? Or is it just me?

I need to know, Anna.

You have no idea how
much I care about you.

That you could
even think that...

Well, maybe you've no idea what it
means to me to lose this promotion.

Now, I am not and never
have been a fast track officer

with a university
degree behind him.

I came up the hard way -
from uniform to detective.

25 bloody years.

And that title of commander,
let alone the money, I wanted.

You think Sam power
has done half as much?

I've devoted my entire
fucking life to the met.

And then to be kicked in the
bollocks at the final hurdle - it hurts.

And do you know why?

Because it's probably
my last chance.

I'm tired.

I deserved that promotion.
It should have been mine.

Surely you'll get it next
time, if you were this close.

Well, apparently that depends
on getting a fast result on this case.

And that's beginning to look
like it's not going to happen. No.

There's nobody else who
can do this job better than you

in the whole of the met.

I'm sorry I suspected you.

Especially you.

I'll see you in the morning.

Paul, I really think that
we need to get a warrant

for the girls' apartment. Has
Mike said anything to you?

Yeah, yeah. But Langton came in
like a man possessed this morning

and I've got my hands full.
I've got mr delany in reception

refusing to take part
in a TV press appeal.

He won't give me permission
to use a similar soft toy rabbit,

a diary mock-up, so I've
got the press calling non-stop.

I've got - I've got nobody
to clear out Sam's office,

which Langton wants
done straight away.

I've got to put pressure
on Andrea lesser

for the murder victim's
contracts. She's side stepping

cos Amanda's funeral this
afternoon. And-and I'm getting blasted

because I haven't
got the cctv footage

from the victim's mews,
which I've been on every day.

I mean, come on,
they're Russian!

Come on, Paul. I'll talk
to mr delany with you.

Thanks.

It's been bad enough
for my wife and I

to have our daughter's
private life raked over yet again.

Bad enough when she was alive.

If you have to resort to
this crass media coverage,

then why don't you just admit this
investigation is making no progress?

We have found that these
programs, contrary to your suggestions,

have proved very valuable. When?

Tell me, when have you ever had a
victim as well known as my daughter?

Not recently. But by asking
the public's assistance,

we have, in the past,
gained valuable information.

Mr delany, there are missing
items from your daughter's mews.

The soft toy rabbit, the
mobile phone, the diary.

Then why aren't you out there
finding them?! We are endeavouring.

By showing similar items on live
TV, it may give us information we need.

It's possible the killer
may have taken them,

but someone may have
seen them. Rubbish.

I refuse to let my
daughter's death be exploited

so the great British public
can gloat over her murder.

The press are already
digging up disgusting stories

about her promiscuity.

Did you care about your
daughter, mr delany? Pardon?

If her personal life was
such a disappointment to you.

How dare you? If you
did care, wouldn't you try

to find out why she was so
hell bent on destroying herself?

You have no idea what we
have been forced to endure.

And you have no right whatsoever
to suggest that my wife and I

were lacking in
affection for our daughter!

Why was she so scared to sleep?
Why was she terrified of the dark?

We're not the press, ok?

We are not the paparazzi.
We're not hounding you.

We're trying to find
who killed your daughter.

Why are you refusing to assist
us? Refusing to assist you?

You're detectives! You're
paid to do investigate!

We've come from
France to Bury Amanda.

My wife and I wanted a
quiet private ceremony,

not to be part of
a media circus!

You should be
ashamed of yourself.

It's like chalk and cheese,
compared to my father.

My dad loved me no matter
what I did. But he abandoned her.

I don't blame you. But you
were pretty hard on him.

Yeah, I haven't
finished with him yet.

(Text message tone)

Yes!

What?!

Success with the Russians.

God help us. There's a Van
load of boxes. Hundreds of them!

Bloody hell.

Not one of them is dated.

Copy them, share them
out, find the ones we need.

The funeral's
kicking off in a minute.

We have that covered.
This is important.

(Paparazzi shouting
over each other)

Forensics have a match on
the sample found on the crucifix.

Sean o'Dell? Yeah.

(Paparazzi shouting
over each other)

There's more. A
further two DNA matches

on the semen stains from
the bed linen. Sean o'Dell again

and Scott Myers.

'Lying little bastards.'

Little did any of us
who loved her so dearly

know that in such a short
time her life would be taken.

'She will forever
be in my mind.'

'and now I would like you to
listen to a recording Amanda made

of her favourite poem.'

Amanda's voice: I
am the green grass.

'I am the blonde hair
caught between your fingers.'

'i am the light in your
eyes when you look at me.'

'i am the light gone out of
your eyes when you look away.'

'don't look away.'

'i like you.'

'see, I am smiling.'

'don't go away.'

'stay. You want
to stay, don't you?'

this is from the
night of the murder.

Hold it there.

You recognise
her? Damn right I do.

That's Helen Mitchell,
Rupert Mitchell's wife.

Fast forward.

And there she is
leaving, 20 minutes later.

That's time enough.

Paul's here to Nick
Helen Mitchell? What?

What's going on?

Mrs Mitchell lying
through her teeth.

We've got her on cctv
footage at the mews.

Mrs Mitchell, will you please agree
to accompany me to the station?

Why? We've been as
accommodating as possible.

Your wife is a suspect in the Amanda
delany murder. Come with me now.

It'll be even more embarrassing
if I have to cuff you here.

O'Dell: Hey, have you got
any gear? I need some speed.

I've been doing
night shoots all week

and I've to go from
here to the film set.

'I don't know what you're on
about, mr o'Dell. It's not my scene.'

'but you're Amanda's
driver, weren't you?'

'poured us into the car
on a number of occasions.'

this is her funeral.

'Show some respect.'

on your way. There's a good boy.

Everything all right?

Yeah, yeah.

It's just a problem with
a car. Actors, you know.

Have you been shooting up
behind that tombstone, hm?

That cow of an agent
has invited everyone

back to the delany hotel
for drinks, apart from us.

I should really give
her a piece of my mind.

Bitch!

I just caught Harry
ticking off o'Dell.

There's something about
those brothers. 'I agree.'

but they've both got alibis.
Anyone checked? Both. No previous.

What can those
two be talking about?

Why don't you go fuck
yourself, you stuck up bitch?

I know all about
you! It's all a sham!

What, you steal enough
money to pay for all this, did you?

It's about time you left,
young lady. Get off me!

I know all about you
and your brother. What?

'Because I know.' 'You
know what? Where is he?'

do you know how much
Amanda hated you?

She knew what you
were doing, she told me.

I can't believe you showed
your face! There's officers here.

Come here, you! Get off me!

He's assaulting me!
He's assaulting me!

Let her go. Let her go now!

Mr James?

Both of you, can I ask you
some questions, please?

You know those two girls
- Amanda's flat mates?

Well, I drove Amanda a few times
when she lived with them, yeah.

Did Amanda ever use
you to drive her privately?

Well, we both did,
didn't we? Yeah.

Sometimes if there was a
premiere, she'd call one of us.

What about any other drivers
that she may have used?

No. I don't know any. No.

Excuse me. I got
to get my car ready.

You seemed very
upset in the church.

I was upset.

It was the straw coffin and
knowing that she was inside it.

It did upset me, yeah.

What about your brother?

Listen, miss, we just do
our job. No more, no less.

I'll call your father. If
you need representation,

he'll get you the best.
I don't want them told.

My god, they took
photographs of us.

Lester? I don't know
where you are, mate...

..But you're going to
have to get in touch with us.

You gotta talk to me.

I know what this
must be doing to you,

but it doesn't make you look
good. Do you understand?

Now, you know that me and Tony -

shit.

This was recorded the night
of Amanda delany's murder.

Why did you lie to me? I
swear she was alive when I left.

I don't believe you're a
murderer, but I need to know

why you were there.

I went to ask her
to leave him alone.

Just sit down for a minute. Do
you want a coffee or something?

Four hundred? That's
more than last time.

Can you get me some
of that other gear?

I got night shoots
and I can't sleep.

Lester: I can't keep
getting you stuff.

It's every week now.
What if someone sees me?

Go out and come back the
same way, for fuck's sake.

What do you want, mrs Mitchell?

For you to leave us alone. I
know you keep on calling Rupert

and I also know he doesn't
want to see you. Well, that's hard.

We're on set every day.
I can't help but see him.

We're playing husband and wife.

This is a very
difficult time for me.

I am having fertility treatment
and this stress over you and Rupert

is really unacceptable.
I can't have kids.

You might want to tell him he
should be nicer to me on set.

He doesn't know I've come here.

I don't want him to be told. I
just want you to leave him alone.

Please.

Ok. Whatever.

Can you describe the
man she was talking to?

Not really. I only
saw a glimpse of him.

Uh... blonde hair, suit. But
I didn't really see his face.

Was there anything
else? Anything at all?

I remember she said something
about him leaving the way he came in.

I am so sorry.

We've been through all
the footage. Whoever it was

had to have come over the
roof. So we've got three men

who could have been
in the house that night.

Two actors, possible
drug dealer. Chase it up.

O'Dell: You two should
do your fucking job, right?

I'm sorry for sounding off.
My heads cracking open.

I had too much to drink
at the funeral. Have a seat.

You are far too attractive
to be a detective.

Do you ever think
of switching careers?

Do you know how close you
are to being locked up, mr o'Dell?

We found evidence that shows
that you were in Amanda delany's bed

before she was killed. You
told me you hadn't seen her.

Look, I'm sorry.
I'm really sorry.

I admit I lied. We were with her
the night before she was murdered.

She made these frantic
calls. She wanted to see us.

Us - that's me and Scott.
But she got this stash of gear

and we got wiped out.
Where did she get it from?

I don't know.

What about that?

Shit, yeah. Truth was, I was wearing
it. We both got one from that movie.

'Amanda was messing
around, filming us on her phone.'

Scott, I can't believe you're
agreeing to it. (Giggles)

Don't give in to her,
man. Don't give in to what?

Yes, that's what I wanted.

What's that? 'That's
when she said

that I'd taken her
crucifix, but it was mine.'

'you bastard. You
stole this.' 'No, I didn't.'

'yeah, you did.' 'I was given
one as well, remember?'

'no, this one's
mine. Give it to me.'

no, this one's mine,
Amanda. Give it to me.

'Amanda, are you
serious?' 'No, I -'

Amanda, you're going to
break it. I want it. Give it to me.

Let it fucking go.
You're hurting me.

Jesus Christ!

(Laughs) What are you doing?

Fucking brat! Hurt my hand.

She bust the chain.

Langton: How did you
get in? Over the roof.

Did you leave the same way?
Yes. Her driver was waiting for us.

She didn't want us to leave. She
hated being on her own at night.

She'd freak out if she heard
the slightest noise, you know.

It was all in her head.
She was paranoid.

Describe this driver.
Blonde guy. I dunno.

You only see the back of
their heads. Look, I was sick,

so we had to stop
for me to throw up.

He dropped off Sean first.

I sort of passed out.

I don't hardly
remember getting home.

Why did you lie to us?

Because she was murdered.

We talked about it and we
just decided to keep quiet.

Having a threesome and
getting off our heads on drugs -

the press would have had a
field day. Who was her dealer?

I don't know.

Look, we only went round
there because she kept calling us

about this problem she had
with her agent, and money.

I have two witnesses who know
where I was the following night.

Travis questioned o'Dell.
He corroborates Scott's story.

'They were together.'

you can go.

I really am sorry for
wasting your time.

It's just when we
heard about - get out.

Turn right at the
end of the corridor.

I hate those fucking people.

So we have a driver and a dealer
- neither of whom can be identified.

Do you think it might
be the same person?

Helen Mitchell mentioned
a blonde guy in a suit,

Myers just told
us about a blonde.

Something was definitely going
down between Harry James and o'Dell

at the funeral. Was
he scoring drugs?

He told o'Dell that
drugs weren't his scene.

But Felicity Turner is a user

and somebody supplied enough
junk for Dan Hutchins to top himself.

All right, bring the girls
in first thing in the morning

and er... Find the supplier.

If we've got a killer that's
knocking off the kids from the flat,

she'll be next. The
Fitzpatrick situation -

I didn't discuss it with anyone.

I'm off the hook. Wasn't
even on the investigation.

Maybe he thinks it's me that
grassed him up. Any more lies,

any more forgotten shit,
and you'll both be charged

with perverting the course of
justice. You wanna screw me?

'What are you doing?'
St George's hospital, now!

About your promotion - I'm
not prepared to sign your papers.

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