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90% of the form

consists of questions requiring
a simple yes/no answer only.

A tick in the box.
It couldn't be simpler.

LAUGHTER

Where no answer is possible,
or the section is irrelevant,

you simply jump to the next erm...
next er...relevant question.

Now, I know there may appear to be
rather a lot of pages.

Mr Mullett wondered where you were.

I got as far as the door.

Oh, all right.

I saw him outside the prison.

First time in 20 years.

I wanted to go up to him and say,
"Where is she?
Where did you bury her?"

But...not allowed to, am I?

He wouldn't tell anyone then.
I can't see why he's going to now.

It's still unfinished business.

Any incident can be recorded
in less than two minutes,

doing away with dozens of forms and
freeing up time for real policing.

This is cutting-edge policing.

So, let's do it!

Jack.

The Chief Constable has great hopes
for this superform.

Oh, well, I'm sure
I'll pick it up, sir.

So am I, Jack.

The manual will help.

Oh, right. Thank you, sir.

There you go.

ECHO: # Row, row, row your boat,
gently down the stream

# Merrily, merrily,
merrily, merrily

# Life is but a dream

# Row, row, row your boat,
gently down the stream

# Merrily, merrily,
merrily, merrily

# Life is but a dream #

We've all felt our lives fall apart
when a marriage or a relationship
ended.

But we turned feelings of inferiority
and failure, negative energy,

into life-changing positive energy,

motivating ourselves,

each other, making our lives better
and stronger.

No-one can make you feel inferior
without your consent.

So, do we give our consent, people?

ALL: Like hell, we do!

Mr Brody, Mr Cassell.

Thank you.

DRILLING

You couldn't find a better time?

There's never a better time
than now.

We don't have to believe it,
only the customers.

Don't say that. Am I not the most
motivated handyman in the business?

Uh-huh.

Jack, someone downstairs to see you.

David Crewes.

No surprise there, then.

Rachel and I will have our cars
as back-up five minutes away,

so if anything does go wrong,
call my mobile and we'll be there.

Synchronise.

Coming up to exactly 18:00...

..now.

David.

It's been a long time.

You know he's out?

You took your time.

Working up an appetite.

There's not a day goes by that I
don't wish my wife was still alive,

but today I'm relieved
that she's not there,

to see him back in the village.

He would have been advised

not to return to Middlehurst.

Advice?

For a man who strangled
two 14-year-old girls?

What sort of people let him out,
anyway?

Nobody told us. Me, Gloria, Charlie,

we had to find out.

We haven't forgotten our daughters.

Sooner or later, Carl Meyer
was going to get parole.

Look, he's not free. Remember that.
He's out on licence.

He does anything wrong
and he's straight back.

Oh. And you're all right with that,
Jack?

I didn't say that, David, did I?

Life means life.

But maybe if he's out,
he's better where he is.

The village has changed.

New houses, new families.
Lots of small kids.

People are afraid.

Carl is really going to
need to take care.

He won't want to go out too much
at night.

Come on, David. That's enough.

Mary and I got to bury our daughter,
at least.

Sometimes I watch my sister
and Charlie.

They take flowers to our Jane.

They need a grave too.

If he's got to come out, can't you
get someone to make him tell us...

where Harriet is?

Ahh...ahh!

I fancy a swim.

What?!

Fancy a swim?

Oh, no.

Oh, come on. Come on!

(LAUGHS)

The phone will be on all the time.

If anyone turns up, give us a shout.

"I'm going in."

Susie!

Come on.

Oh, Susie, come on, love.

Coo-ee!

OK.

OK.

I'm coming.

Katie?
(LAUGHS)

(LAUGHS)

You're mad!

Katie!

This is bloody freezing.

Susie?

Susie!

Susie, I've had enough of this.
Come on.

ENGINE ON

TYRES SQUEAL

BARKING

What did you do with their cars?

Safely parked.
Outside the police station.

And do we give our consent, people?

ALL: Like hell, we do!

Detective Inspector Frost.
Denton CID.

Item 133 in the manual of things
you can do with a policeman's helmet.

DOG YAPPING

"Jason, there's someone
in the building. Get out!"

What the hell are you doing?
It's all right.

VOICES ARGUE ON INTERCOM

SOUNDS OF STRUGGLE

All right. Thank you.

Morning, Jack.
George, what have we got?

Roman Cassell, managing director of
Motivation Plus.

He was found at 9:13 this morning...

by the receptionist.

All right. I'll talk to you later.

Uh...serious head and face injuries.

He fell backwards down the stairs,
hit his head.

Some damage to the skull.

Strange choice of clothes.

Mm.

His description matches
the second streaker last night.

Seen in a garden
behind Denton Woods,

taking clothes like these.

Right. Is there any connection
between him and the other streaker?

Oh, yeah. The one that you caught
last night was his business partner,
Tom Brody.

Really?

Well, what do you think, doc?

Was it an accident?

Not unless he beat himself
about the head with an iron bar.

I think he was hit before he fell.

The police took my name and address
and said someone would talk to me
later.

But my car would have to stay
in the car park until then.

What were the police doing?

I don't know.

Putting that tape stuff everywhere.

I got straight in a taxi
and phoned you lot.

It can't have anything to do
with us, can it?

All right George, what do you think
happened here, then?

Well, as you can see,
there was some sort of struggle.

Forensics should be able to tell us
a bit more, but there are no obvious
signs of blood.

This was Cassell's office.

The computer is still on, so I think
Cassell was still at his desk.

He came out of the office
to find an intruder.

There was a fight, a chase along the
corridor to the top of the stairs,

where he was hit with...
some sort of weapon.

There was certainly a lot of blood
there, wasn't there?

Any sign of a forced entry?

There's nothing we can see so far,
no.

Why wasn't he wearing
his own clothes?

Why didn't he put that tracksuit on?

Hm?

Sorry. Can't serve you.

I've got money.

No. People come in here
with children.

And children on their own.

I'll pay for his too, Sam.

What? Are you sure?

Yes.

It's £5.16.

£5.00 is fine.

Thank you, Vicar.

You must know how people feel.

I feel some of the same things
myself.

The families of the girls -
surely you understand?

Oh, yes.

Do any of these items belong to you,
Mr Brody?

These are mine
and those are Roman's.

They were found inside your vehicle,
which somebody kindly parked outside
our door.

(LAUGHS)

Well, it was just a bit of fun.
Yeah.

Admittedly, at my expense.

So, you didn't see Mr Cassell again
that evening?

No.

And you didn't go back to
your office?

No.

Mr Cassell did.

Did he?
Mm-hm.

We were good middle-distance runners
in our youth. Very good.

He was found there this morning.

Roman always was faster.

Some time during the night,

he was attacked at M Plus.

And killed.

We didn't have to twist their arms
to get them to take their clothes
off.

The only problem was actually
leaving them there with no clothes.

The answer was a swim.

It seems a very elaborate joke,
Mrs McGreavy.

Part joke, part revenge.

Revenge is best served cold,
of course.

And I hope they both were.

Very cold.

It was a joke!

Well, we thought it was.

But I guessed Tom and Roman didn't.

We being who, Mrs Hepworth?

One day, a gang of us had a few
drinks and a truth session.

There wasn't one of us Tom or Roman
hadn't screwed, or tried to.

We decided to get out.

But not before we taught them
a little lesson.

You wanted to get your own back.

Why not?

None of us expected sweet revenge
would end in a CID interrogation.

Look, the divorce support group
is a stable of vulnerable women.

We're all looking for reassurance,
all needing to feel attractive
and desirable.

And Tom and Roman took advantage
of us.

Mr Brody is in police custody.

(LAUGHS) Well, none of us will lose
much sleep over that.

I won't, for one.
He's hardly going to jail.

Mr Cassell is dead.

Anything?

Not yet.

Good afternoon.

Afternoon.

Who are you?

Simon Slater. I joined last week.

You must be Jack Frost.

Yeah. That's right.

What you got?

What did you have in mind?

Well, there was blood on the stairs
and none in the offices.

But we reckon the fight started
in the offices.

We did find some blood
in the offices, actually.

Oh, really? Where?

Not much. Traces on the floor in
the main office and on a chair leg.

Also on a chair in Cassell's office,
on the arm.

But nothing like the amount on
the stairs. Floor, walls, ceiling.

Yes, I know that. I've been there.

It still amazes me sometimes just
how much blood a body can produce.

But what does all this mean?

Don't know.

The blood on the stairs
is Cassell's.

But not in the offices.

Your suspect is B positive,

which usefully excludes
92% of the population.

And I'll er...

I'll get some DNA for you too.

So, there we are.

A few hours and I've left you with
nothing to do except find a match.

CHURCH BELL

I was here all evening.

Can anyone verify that, Mr King?

No. I was here alone.

Working.

I thought you worked for
Motivation Plus.

Isn't that right?

Hey, what does it say
in that brochure, George?

Turn your negativity
into positivity.

I can see you don't do that,
do you, Mr King?

I'm just a handyman. I look after
the gym and the pool. Odd jobs.

Really?

Do you know, I didn't realise
that cleaning swimming pools
could pay so well.

Anyway, did you do a couple of
odd jobs at the M Plus office
two nights ago?

No. I'm quite sure I didn't.

All right.

Who else lives here, Mr King?

No-one.

Only, we got your address
from the M Plus offices.

But downstairs, I noticed that
the intercom read Jason Cohu.

Who is Jason Cohu?

I am.

I worked at M Plus
under another name.

Would you mind telling me
what your blood group is, please,

Mr Cohu?

I've told you I am B positive.

I admitted I was there.
What else do you want?

You admitted that you used a false
name for the month that you were
at Motivation Plus.

Uh-huh.

You are really Jason Cohu.

And you've just sold your software
business for 25 million pounds.

Why would you work as a handyman
at M Plus?

I had to download material
from Roman's computer.

I can hack into most things.

But I had to get inside.

This job came up.
It's what I needed.

They didn't know me personally,
but they knew my name.

So, this was an undercover operation,
was it?

I did what I had to do.

I broke the law,
I'll take the consequences.

Oi, oi, oi.

Sit down. Come on.
We haven't finished with you yet.

Why did you have to do this?

Five years ago, Brody and Cassell
were training athletes.

They put them on super steroids,
supposedly not traceable,
but they were.

Some of their sporting stars
got lengthy bans,

records stripped of them.

Now Brody and Cassell
are making a ton of money

spouting motivational bullshit.

But most of their Motivation Plus
clients are in sports.

I think they're still peddling
performance-enhancing drugs.

What's this got to do with you?

When the scandal broke,

Brody and Cassell were coaching
a long-jumper.

She was tipped for Olympic gold.

She lost her big chance.

She couldn't handle it.

She took an overdose and died.

She knew what she'd done was stupid.
She wouldn't have done it
if it wasn't for those two.

She trusted them.

They killed her.

She was Jackie Ray.

She was my fiancee.

Did you know Mr Cassell was dead?

Did you know Mr Cassell was dead when
you left him lying in a pool of blood
at the bottom of the stairs?

ORGAN MUSIC

CONGREGATION SINGING

SINGING FADES

Please be seated.

Oh, Lord, we beseech thee,

absolve thy people
from their offences,

that through thy bountiful goodness

we may be all delivered
from the bands of those sins

which by our frailty,
we have committed.

We should just go, Gloria.

Where is she?

Hello, Mrs Collingham.

Please tell us where Harriet is.

Please, Carl.

Please. It's the only way I can find
any peace. Please. Please!

Where do you think you are?

It's a teenage girl.

It's a body.

We've only got the upper skeleton.

How long has it been here?

I'm looking at 20 years.

Could be 20, could be 200.

No. It's Harriet Collingham.

There. Here you are.

Right. Is that all of it, then,
Trigg?

Well, of course it's all of it.
And in black and white.

Mr Mullett may be under the illusion
that a click of a mouse does it all,

but the collating that matters
is all in here.

Afternoon.
Jack.

It's like sniffing out drugs.
Electronic sensors versus dogs.

Yes, all right. Thank you very much,
Trigg.

Right. OK.

Look, this is Sutton's Wood, 1987.

Of course, it was all fields
and farms then.

Now, the bones were found here, look.

Do you know, I was standing there
this morning,

and I could see that wood,
I could hear it, I could smell it.

We were there for weeks,

searching.

Why didn't we find her?

Well, it's all here, Jack.

Where you dug, what you found.

Any dental records?

A dog knows what he's looking for.

We erm...we found this, Jack.

The bulldozer moved the skeleton
from where it was buried.

Slater identified the original spot.

But they've got all the bones?

Most of them.

And we've got this.

Harriet Collingham's locket.

I haven't told the parents,
but...there's no doubt.

Doesn't make Meyer's release
look any better.

No.
We're going to have to question him.

Faced with the evidence,
he can't deny it this time.

He refused to admit it before.
He denied murdering Jane Crewes

for almost 20 years, even though
it meant he couldn't be released.

20 years ago we didn't have a body.
Now we've got a body,
we've got a case.

A case even if he doesn't confess.

I want this done by the book, Jack.

Meyer is a bit...
well, slow, to say the least.

I'm going to appoint
an appropriate adult.

I don't want any accusations
about the way that he's questioned.

Now, is there anyone he knows
we should ask?

Well, there won't be a queue.

Mrs Collingham,
I've got to take that with me now.

It's evidence.

He'll go back to prison?

Yes, well, he was never tried for
Harriet's murder, but he will be now.

It's a bit late, I know that.

Thank you.

Mr Meyer.

You probably don't remember me.

It's Sergeant Frost.

Detective Inspector Frost.

Denton CID.

I don't want Mr Collingham
to be arrested.

He thinks I killed Hattie.

I know that. I understand.

Mr Collingham?

Why should we arrest Mr Collingham?

Because he hit me.

In the church.

No, we're here because we found
the remains of a body.

And we believe that those remains
are that of Harriet Collingham.

That's good news, Mr Frost.

I know it's sad,

but I think it'll help
Mr and Mrs Collingham.

I often prayed that they would find
Hattie's body.

Thank you for telling me.

When you were tried
for the murder of Jane Crewes,

there was not enough evidence
against you

to charge you
with the murder of Harriet.

Now, I'm reinvestigating that murder.

If you find who killed Hattie...

you'll know who killed Jane.

Oi! Don't go away. Come back here!

Carl Meyer, I'm arresting you for
the murder of Harriet Collingham.
George, read him his rights.

Can I help you?

I don't know who to talk to.

But it's about the death of
Mr Cassell.

Motivation Plus.

He was killed.

I did it.

I murdered him.

Is that right?

Now, when I talk to you tomorrow,
you can have someone to help you.

You can have a solicitor,

and you can also have someone
to explain things to you.

You know, like a friend.

I don't know anyone, Mr Frost.

The vicar. Yes, she helped me.

All right.

Jack.

Yes.

We've got another suspect
for the Cassell murder.

Jackie Ray's father.

Where the hell did he come from?

Sergeant Compton thought either
the King's Arms or the Three Tuns.

I was keeping watch.

I suddenly saw the light go on.

It was too late.
He was inside by then.

You heard Mr Cohu confront
Mr Cassell on the open phone line.

Yes. I heard them fighting.

And then what happened?

The phone went dead.

I ran to the offices.

Jason came out. He was in a state.

He just said, "We're going."
He dropped me off home.

That's when I decided
I had to go back.

Why, Mr Ray?

I knew Cassell would try to put
Jason in jail.

If it wasn't for him and Brody,
my child would still be alive.

I had to stop him.

How?

I tried reasoning with him.

Nothing.

Then I threatened him with what
we knew, and he just laughed.
He knew I was bluffing.

I just lost my temper.

And then you killed him?

Yes.

How did you do this, Mr Ray?

I hit him.

What with - your fist? Your feet?

It's a blur.

Where did this happen, Mr Ray?

In his office.

Mr Ray.

We know that you were there
with Jason Cohu.

And I know you're trying to protect
the man who was to be your
son-in-law.

But you never killed anyone.

I should have done.

I should have killed him
six years ago.

I couldn't see Jason's life
destroyed like hers.

He's a son.

Detective Inspector Frost.

Denton CID.

Carl Meyer?

Yes.

ENGINE OFF

I've been here three years.

I know David Crewes well.

Charlie and Gloria too.

I know what happened.

But it's only since he came back
that people have started
talking about it again.

The village is big now. New people.

It's awful, but for most of them,
it was ancient history.

Not anymore.

Suddenly people
are afraid of this man.

People who never knew him.
He's brought it all back with him.

Well, what did he expect?

He beat and strangled
a 14-year-old girl.

Her best friend went missing
the same day.

All I know is, two young girls
went into Sutton's Wood
and never came out again.

The next day, they found Carl Meyer
with Jane's blood on his hands.

You saw it.

You're still angry about it.

Probably I would be too.

Yeah, well, it was the first time
that I...

I ever saw someone who had literally
been beaten to death.

And got close to those who...

..who'd been left behind.

Probably I shouldn't say this,
but...

..there is something about
Carl Meyer.

The way he expects other people
to behave.

I don't mean as if it didn't happen.

But it's as if it happened to him
too.

Oh, so, he's a victim too now, is he?

I didn't say that.

Well, it's your job to help him.

I'm not interested in your opinions.

But I will say this.

Carl Meyer has made a good choice.

I've got up the noses
of half my parishioners now.

I won't lose any sleep
if I get up yours, Mr Frost.

We know what you're doing.

I'm helping a parishioner.

Parishioner?

No-one's going to forgive you.

My sister won't want you
to bury her daughter. Not now.

You won't be able to stay here.
Do you know that?

You'll just have to go.

I told it all
to Chief Inspector Talbot before.

Lots of times.

Over and over.

Why do I have to say it again?

Mr Meyer,

it would be best,
especially for Mr and Mrs Collingham,

if you told us what happened
to Harriet Collingham,

on the 17th of June, 1987.

Now, we know that you killed
Jane Crewes, because you told
the parole board that.

I had to.

They'd have kept me inside,
otherwise.

They said...

I wasn't taking responsibility
for what I'd done,

so I couldn't come out.

I didn't want to lie,
but I couldn't leave Mum's garden.

I didn't kill her.

Or Jane.

I'm not going to say it anymore.

I shouldn't have lied. I'm so sorry.

On the day she died,

you followed Jane Crewes
into Sutton's Wood,

where you beat her
and you strangled her.

Now, we know that because her blood
was on your hands, your face,
your clothes.

You were covered in it.

She asked me to come and meet her.

She said it was important.

By our tree.

Where I just...found her.

She was dead.

I held her.

I kissed her.

I...shook her.

I wanted her to come back.

I want to stop this, please,
Mr Frost.

Harriet went into the woods
to meet Jane.

Now, I don't know whether you'd
killed Jane by that time.

But then you killed Harriet.

Now, I know that and you know that.

And we're going to stay here
until you tell us the truth!

I'd steer clear of the salad,
if I were you.

They say it's the healthy option,
but not if you knew how long
that lettuce has been banged up.

How many years have you sat in rooms
talking to people like that?

Too many.

And we've only just started.

I was hoping that he'd just tell us.

What do you do now?

Gather evidence.

And then I try to break him down
into so many pieces that he has
no option but to tell us the truth.

Don't worry. I'll give you plenty of
time to say I'm overstepping the
line, because I probably will.

Will you talk to him again today?

Tonight.

When he's tired.

I shall be more tired than he is.

I wouldn't eat the chocolate mousse
either.

Are you ever actually going to
charge this Mr King or Mr Cohu
or whatever his name is?

That's our business, Mr Brody.

It's making my business
very difficult to run.

It takes as long as it takes,

sir.

I've got a session, Inspector.

Right. I asked you all to bring in
your training schedules,

your diet sheets,
anything and everything.

Pick them up. Now.

Now, I want you to feed them
into the shredders
down by the side of you.

George.

I'm here to turn your mind into your
body's finest ergogenic aid.

Yeah?

Look at this photograph.
Can you see what's missing?

The statue.
Exactly.

Find out if anybody knows
where it is.

Cos that would make
a real handy weapon.

Could cause a lot of damage.

..multiplies geometrically.

Sportsmen and women
across the world have transformed
their performances...

That's the answer.

The only blood on Cohu was his own.

Cassell's blood is everywhere
and not a drop on Cohu.

(CHEERING)

This doesn't mean that we won't
want to question you again.
You and Mr Ray.

All Josh did was to keep watch.
I didn't want him to be involved.

He got involved the moment
you decided to play policeman.

You know how it is, Inspector.
You can never find one
when you need one.

This is still a murder inquiry.
You should treat it seriously.

And there may be other charges.
This ain't over yet.

In the meantime, Mr Cohu,

there might be something
you can do for me.

You still think
that this Roman Cassell
was involved in something illegal?

Mm.

I reckon whatever it is that you were
trying to download from his computer
mattered to him very much.

But you haven't found anything.

No.

I think you ought to keep looking.

Sh!

The dental records match,
and so does the DNA.

I know you didn't need any proof,
Jack, but...here it all is.

Is there anyone else's DNA?

Well, at the moment,
there's nothing to test.

And the chances of finding
a fragment of someone else's
tissue now are close to zero.

If there was a...

an artefact that the killer
had handled, a weapon,

we still might get fingerprints,

but we've just got scraps
of her clothing,

which might produce fibres,
and we've got the clothing
Meyer was found in.

What about the cause of death?

Well, if it was asphyxiation,
there'd be nothing to find anyway.

Why didn't we find her?

I know I keep asking that question,
but...

I need an answer.

Maybe you've forgotten
what she looks like.

Here. Take a look at those.

I don't need to see pictures.
I see her every day. Every day.

I'll bet you've never seen Harriet,
though, looking like this. Hm?

She wasn't very big, was she?

Couldn't have put up much of a fight,
could she? Not against these. Do you
remember choking her to death?

Let go of me, please.

That's a line crossed. Let go.

She won't be having to grow old.

You took that away from her.

You knew her.

And Jane.

You played together as kids.

You owe them something.

And their parents.

And your mother.

And father.

So, come on,

it's time to tell the truth.

If I'd done it, I'd have said so.

I've tried to make myself believe
that I'd done it.

There were times in prison

I dreamed that I had.

(SIGHS)

There isn't much left of me,
Mr Frost.

Not since I found Jane's body.

All I am is the man...

who didn't kill them.

Sir?

Hm?

All right?

All right. Go on.

He's not doing it right, is he?

What do you mean?

Do you remember what I said?

Like he didn't know
anything about it.

Like he expected other people to
understand he's a victim as well.

For someone who's not too hot
upstairs, he's a convincing liar.

The simpler the story,
the easier the lie.

Did anyone ever say,
"What if it's true?"

What if he just found Jane's body?
If he never saw Harriet?

I've seen all the awful detail.

It's hard to believe he's not
guilty. Hard for me too.

And yet, Jack...

BACKGROUND CHATTER

Oh.

This superform form.

It's a disaster, Jack.

Takes up more time
than all the old ones put together.

Maybe someone ought to tell
the Chief Constable, sir.

Forensic says that Cohu
is telling the truth.

He didn't kill Cassell.

So, keep looking.

All right.

And Meyer?

Oh, back to square one.

He now reckons that he didn't kill
Jane Crewes either.

We need a conviction.

If he walks free
now that we've got Harriet's body,

however it turns out,
it doesn't look good for us.

Well, I'll leave how it looks to you,
sir.

What about forensic? Is it...

Jack...what is it?

'The other day, upon the stair,

'I saw a man who wasn't there.

'He wasn't there again today.

'I wish that man would go away.'

I should have known,
from the staircase.

What staircase?

Cohu. On the Motivation Plus stairs.

What's Cohu got to do with Meyer?

There was no blood on him.

No blood from Roman Cassell,
which means that he didn't kill him.

Now, Carl Meyer had blood
from Jane Crewes,

but not a drop
from Harriet Collingham.

That's what it says.

This doesn't say anything,

which is the same thing, yes. No
blood, no hair, no fibres, no skin.

All right.

How likely is it

that Carl Meyer killed Jane Crewes
and had evidence all over him,

did the same thing to Harriet,
and had absolutely no trace?

Well, it's unlikely. It's very
unlikely. But it's not impossible.

It's much clearer with Cohu.

But it asks the question

that Talbot didn't ask forensic
at the time.

Now, that's fair comment.

Oh, and er...I know why
you didn't find her.

What?

A bit of hair from her skull.
That's where we found these.

They live in water.
Fresh water. In a river.

That's where they lay their eggs
and...

live out their lives.
They don't exist anywhere else.
That's number one.

Now, the soil in Sutton's Wood
is clay.

It's all over the bones.

But we also found very small
deposits of this.

And this doesn't come from the wood
or anywhere near it.

It comes from a river.

At some point,
the body was in a river.

Are you trying to say
that she was drowned?

What I'm saying
is that Harriet's body
was in a river for quite some time.

I'd say that
she was buried in Sutton's Wood
after the police search ended.

The reason you didn't find Harriet
is that she wasn't there, Jack.

Harriet's body had been in the water
for months after she died.

But whenever she was buried
in Sutton's Wood,

Carl Meyer was in prison.

And he'd been in custody
from day one.

He couldn't have had an accomplice.

It's not the kind of crime, is it?

There was overwhelming evidence
against Carl Meyer.

But nobody had bothered to look
at what wasn't there.

There wasn't a trace of contact
with Harriet.

Put it together,

we have the possibility that Meyer
told the truth originally.

Hm. Well, I'd have to say...
a probability.

So, what do we do now?

The book says
we've got to let him go.

And?

And we start looking for someone
who killed two girls 20 years ago.

Now you've found her,
you can put him back inside.

That's the only reason
he wasn't charged with her murder -
because there was no body.

Yes, well, the discovery
of Harriet's body

raises some unexpected questions.

Which means we won't be able to
release her body for burial just yet.

Well, we've waited 20 years.

Is this the vicar's work?

No, Charlie,
it is not the vicar's work.

She wants people
to feel sorry for him.

Is this what we can expect now?

Social workers, psychiatrists?
A bus trip round Middlehurst
for do-gooders?

Well, not here. Not us.

I know how upset you must feel.

If he comes back here,
he won't stay long.

He'll be lucky to stay alive.

Charlie, this doesn't help.

Charlie, we know Jack.

Not anymore.

I've heard enough.

I want you out of my house,
Inspector Frost.

All those years ago, I felt like
you were a friend. Get out!

I've read it all, Jack.
All the statements, all the
interviews, all the forensic.

If it happened again tomorrow,
I can see the same thing all over.

The same mistake -

Well, that's it, then, is it?
That's all right?
The same reasonable mistake?

I don't mean that.

No, all right.

It's just that everybody keeps
telling me it's Talbot's mistake
and not mine.

But somehow, it doesn't make me feel
any better.

All right.

Motivation Plus. There was a car.
What have you done about it?

A car?

Yes, a car.

It was in Jason Cohu's statement.
Ray mentions it too.

And it's...

(SIGHS) Oh, I just need to be
somewhere else.

I've spoken to a couple of
councillors. They're going to see
Frost's superior.

Tomorrow, a group of mothers are
marching to Carl Meyer's house.

I phoned the papers and radio.

Great. I'll paint some placards (!)

We're doing what we can, Charlie.

Put the fear of God in him.
Not the vicar's cuddly God.

The eye-for-an-eye,
tooth-for-a-tooth one.

If we make it uncomfortable
for him, he'll go.

Well, you sort out your mothers'
march. I'll see to him my own way.

It'll be a lot more
than uncomfortable.

We still haven't found anything to
show that Roman Cassell was involved
in dealing in banned substances.

I think we were wrong.

Doesn't make him clean, though.
He was still using people.

How?

Cassell was using the internet
for spread-betting on sports events.

All over the world.

Goal differences in football
matches. Run rates at cricket.

Athletics.

You name it. Big money.

If you can fix the odds.

So, he could have made enemies.
Betting syndicates.

Yeah, but if he was betting
on the internet all over the world,

I don't think anyone could have
traced him back here to Denton.

Anyway, keep on digging.

Meanwhile, let's get back to
the night that Mr Cassell died.

Now, you both say that you saw
a car pass you after you left
the M Plus offices.

But you described it...

as thus.

Dark, medium-size saloon - Mr Cohu.

Light, large saloon or estate -
Mr Ray.

Now, that's not very helpful.
Can we try harder, please?

I had a sense of it
coming towards us.

It's all a blur.

I don't know about the colour -
light, dark, in between.

I saw headlights.

Something quite big.

All right. What about the driver?

As far as I'm concerned,
it could have been a gorilla.

Certainly no gorilla.

It was a woman.

A woman? Are you sure?

Yes. I'm positive.

It was a woman.

We said goodbye in the car park.

I was picked up by a taxi. I got
home...I don't know, 11:10.

You're a 15-minute drive
away from Motivation Plus.

Is that about right, Mrs Munro?

I'm very sorry
what happened to Roman.

It's terrible. But if you really
think we planned all that so that
we could kill him... Ridiculous!

I'd like to know the make and colour
of your car, Mrs Munro.

Silver Alfa Romeo.

My sister was at home
when I got back.

It was about 11:30.

You know what my car is.

It was left in the M Plus car park.

A blue Ford.

Good for school runs.
Big boot for shopping.

Home at around...11:30?

Give or take.

And no-one else at the house?

The kids were with Mum.

It wasn't really
their sort of evening.

Cigarettes? Chocolate? Ices?

Traffic have given me all the tapes
from the CCTV cameras within one mile
of the M Plus offices.

40 hours' worth.

It's Find The Lady. Only with cars.

Oh, you'll be needing that.

CHURCH BELL

CLOCK TICKING

VEHICLE NOISE APPROACHING

No! No! Stop it!

Please!

No!

Morning, Inspector. Sergeant.

Good morning.

Sorry to disturb you so early.

Sorry you had to wait. School run.

You'd better come in.

Door, George.

Well, we gave you our whole
game plan. We've all talked it
through with you. Twice.

Well, if it's worth doing once,
it's worth doing twice.

And why stop at twice?

George?

You say you left your friends
and got home at about 11:30?

Give or take.

Give or take...two hours?

Sorry?

Well, your car, Mrs Sellwood,

was recorded on three traffic
cameras after 11:00 pm.

At 11:42,

again at 11:53,

when you were just two minutes away
from M Plus,

and finally at 12:56,

when you were seen heading home.

All we need is an explanation.

Um...

Well, he...he called me that night,

when he got back to his office.

He wanted me to pick him up,
take him home.

Didn't know I was involved then.

What time did he call you?

Erm...I'm not sure exactly.

11-ish?

I was in the pub with the others.

Did you tell them?

No.

So,

after this very elaborate plan
to humiliate Mr Cassell,

he calls you and asks you for help.

You don't mention this to your
friends, but you drive off to M Plus,

to take Mr Cassell home.
Now, why would you do that?

I've asked myself that question
a thousand times.

Partly because he was in a state.

A real state.

Not about the lake.
It was something else.

Someone had broken in.
That's what he said.

And partly because...

I was used to doing what he wanted.

So, your relationship wasn't
as casual as you told us?

No.

A year-and-a-half.

Well, why did you join them?

Because it was fun.

Because it made me laugh and he...

he just deserved it.

And why did you kill him?

When I got there,

he was furious.
He was shouting about the lake,

and about someone who worked for him
hacking into his computer.

He thought there was some connection
with us getting him out of the way.
It didn't make sense.

Roman had a temper.

And when he snapped,
he completely lost control.

And he...

looked at me.

And he just knew I'd been part of it
in the lake.

And I laughed.

I laughed at him.

And I thought
he was going to hit me.

But...

..he didn't.

I have to say that he didn't.

But I'd had enough. He used me.

I let him, and even lent him money.

£10,000.

And I said I wanted it back.

And he told me I'd never see
the money and...

and money...

..money was the only reason
he'd ever slept with a...

tired old whore like me.

What happened then, Mrs Sellwood?

We were walking...

by the stairs.

And he said something

about my...

about my children.

Did they know what...

a tart I was,
and maybe he would tell them.

And I lost it.

There was a...

there was something on the table,
a statue,

and I picked it up and I hit him.

And there was blood,
but he was still laughing.

And I hit him again and again.

Then he fell.

I just knew.
I just knew he was dead.

There was so much blood.

Could I phone my mother, Mr Frost?
Is that all right?

To collect the children.

I've sent Mr Cohu's findings
to the Met.

So, I hope you're not involved
in your partner's betting scams.

Because they'll come down
very hard on you, Mr Brody.

No-one will come near us now.

Ah, Jack. Just the man.

The Chief Constable
is on a walkabout.

Oh, hello, sir.

I'm here to see the superform
in action. What's it doing
on the ground?

Superintendant Mullett is expressing
a few reservations.

Well, not so much reservations -

Cutting edge always has its
problems. What do you think,
Inspector, from the CID viewpoint?

Well, sir, the old forms
were pretty useless.

I mean, nobody was happy with them.

But these erm...these new forms,

these...they don't work at all.

It will. It's been researched inside
out. We went to the experts.

Remove the negative perceptions,

and the efficiency
of positive motivation

is multiplied by your belief factor.

That's the crunch.

We haven't met.

Tom Brody, sir. Motivational
psychology consultant.

May I?

Erm...yeah, go on.

Your form is a succinct synthesis.

But like any synthesis,
it carries the negative energy
of what preceded it.

Remove that and positivity
floods the void and multiplies
geometrically.

I've done it with sportsmen and
women across the world. Lesson one.

You can't go forwards
if you're looking backwards.

What do you think, Mullett?

Well -
We'll talk again, Mr Brody.

Motivational psychology.
Good, Mullett. Well done, Inspector.

Thank you, sir.

Smoke and mirrors.

Takes one to know one.

He'll be in hospital for a while?

Not long. Minor concussion.

I'm taking some things in.

This is all he wanted.

Him and Jane Crewes.

Bit odd for a murderer.

We didn't release him because
there was lack of evidence.

There's new evidence.

It's very unlikely that Carl Meyer
killed either Jane or Harriet.

I'm sorry.

That's a strange thing to say.

I'm sorry for everyone.

I'm sorry for
how you must be feeling, Jack.

When they first cleared the site,
the bulldozer must have carried
the bones further than I thought.

The original burial site
is somewhere under there.

15, 20 yards.

But now she's almost complete, all
except for a few very small bones.

All right.

Knock it down.

Jack, what are we looking for?

I have no idea.

Then why knock it down?

Because 20 years ago,

we didn't ask enough questions.

And now...

now I can't think of anything else
to do, so knock it down!

Hold on a minute. Stop.

I don't know how much of this stuff
we'll identify.

I'd say it's her school bag.
Is that what you'd expect?

Yes, well, it was never found.

Contents - there are some clothes,
those clearly are the soles
of some shoes.

The rest, books.

Exercise books.
Paper, maybe.

There's a plastic pencil case
still in good nick.

But everything else - papier mache.

Soaked in a river for a couple of
months and buried for 20 years.

I want to know what's in that paper.

I've read your very first statement,

in which you said that Jane
telephoned you

and asked you to meet her
in the woods.

And also that Harriet
would be going there too.

She said they had to talk to me.

Did she say why?

She made me promise not to say.

Wouldn't she want you to say now?

Harriet was running away from home.

We had to help her to do it, because
something had happened to her.

Do you know what that was?

If Hattie said, she'd get hurt.

Who? Who would hurt her?

She just had to go away. That's all.

She had to go away forever.

Carl said that he won't be
pressing charges.

Even though he's lucky to be alive.

I don't need any favours from
the man who killed my daughter.

Jack.
Yes?

I erm...

I'm afraid we didn't have
much luck...

with the paper in Harriet's bag.

Didn't matter how careful I was,
every time I touched it
it just disintegrated.

(SIGHS)

I hope that's not it.

Friend of mine's an archaeologist,
just back from Alexandria.

He's studying manuscripts
for the greatest library
in the classical world,

that they found in the silt
of the harbour.

I asked him if he could have a look
at what we've got.

All right. What am I supposed to be
looking at?

It's a coach ticket, Denton-London,
for the day after she was killed.

A few weeks before Harriet
disappeared,

you said that she was moody
and there were arguments.

She had been upset, a bit.

There was a boy at school.
I think he dumped her.

Little things pile up.

It was all getting on top of her.

Growing up.

Was she frightened at all?

No.

No, she...

she locked the door.

She sulked.

Like they do. That was all.

Did she do that often?

Lock the door, I mean?

She wanted to be on her own.

She'd watch television a bit, maybe.

Charlie would come in
and she'd go upstairs.

How long did that go on for?

Six weeks, maybe.
A couple of months.

Only, you see...

Harriet told her best friend, Jane
Crewes, that she was running away.

Well, that's rubbish!

Who said she was running away? Him?

We er...we found this
in Harriet's schoolbag.

It's the remains of a coach ticket
to London.

She had a seat booked
for the day after she disappeared.

What do you think that means?

I don't know what it means.

He killed her.

Carl Meyer killed her!

What the hell is going on?

Carl Meyer is no longer a suspect
in your daughter's murder.

We don't think that he killed
Jane Crewes either.

That's ridiculous.

Now, I'm sorry, Mr Collingham,
but I'm going to have to ask you
a lot of questions

that you were asked 20 years ago.

Now, I do hope you will understand.

Right.

Well, to start with, where were you
on the day that Harriet disappeared?

In Reading, on business.

Your business being, sir?

I was a salesman then.

I had to call in to some shops,

check the stock, take new orders.

And what were these shops?

It was 20 years ago.

That was the day
your daughter disappeared.

That was the day that Carl Meyer
was supposed to have murdered her.

And all you can remember
was that you were in Reading?

When they found Harriet,

I thought there'd be
an end to it all.

We'd...bury her.

That's all I want now, David.

Peace isn't an option.

For any of us.

Not this side of the grave.

I'm going up to Jane's grave.

I need to see her and Mary.

I need to talk to them.

Will you be OK?

Yeah.

Well, if I had a daughter who locked
herself away for six weeks,

and wouldn't stay
in the same room as me

and was crying all the time, well,

I wouldn't be surprised
if she was trying to run away.

She wasn't running away!

Why did she have a coach ticket,
then?

I don't know.

And she was frightened of someone.

Jane was frightened of Carl.
So was Harriet.

He'd attacked a boy Jane was going
out with. Broke his nose.

Oh, don't give me that.
Harriet wasn't frightened of Carl.

I mean, the only two people
she trusted was Jane and Carl.

And anyway, what about these...shops,
Mr Collingham?

Barton's was one. And
the Farmers' Co-op on the bypass.

Oh, really? It's hardly a day's work,
though, is it?

You think I did something to her?

Something was going on.

Something that nobody wanted to get
to the bottom of, but I will.

Because I think it's got everything
to do with the bones of your daughter
lying on that slab.

I wasn't working that day.

I was in Reading.

But I er...

er...

I was having an affair.

A woman I worked with.

She was married too.

I'll need her name.

So,

what frightened Harriet?

Because I think you were right.

Someone did something to her.

No.
Yes!

You see, I've got a nose for it.

It's one of the more unpleasant
instincts that this job
puts in my mind.

She wouldn't even
talk to her mother.

We tried.

We did try.

Whose boat is that?

David, are you all right?

Look, I don't know what I can do to
help, but couldn't we start again?

You stirred all this up.

David, that's not true.

You sanctimonious old cow.

You don't belong here.

You've never belonged.

Gloria said I might find you here.

I want to talk to you
about your boat, David.

You did have a boat, didn't you?

You see,

I know now why we never found
Harriet's body in Sutton's Wood.

Because you took her on the boat.

On the river somewhere.

After what you'd done to Harriet, I
suppose you...had to keep her quiet.

But...your daughter.
Your own daughter.

Was it to stop her saying what you'd
done to her? Was that it?

Carl Meyer. Carl killed them.

No.

No, no.

Do you know what hurts me most
about this now?

Is the sympathy that I had for you.

Well, for you, Gloria, Charlie.

But most of all, for you.

I grieved with you.

And I'm left wondering now...

if I hadn't got close to you...

..would I have been asking more
questions about Carl Meyer?

Would I have listened to him?

He's not dead.

But you took away his life.

Why did you have to kill them all,
David?

All she had to do was shut up.

She wanted me to do it.
I know she did.

She said she didn't, but...

well, I'd seen her with boys.

Afterwards,

well, afterwards I...
just couldn't let her run away.

They'd have gone after...

They'd have found out.

Mary, Jane,

my sister.

But why did you have to kill Jane?

I...I didn't know Jane was there.

I didn't know she was there.
But she was. She was there.

She saw it.

I... I just had to do it.

I had to. I didn't want to,
but I had to do it.

To...

well, to...

to stop her screaming. She was
screaming. She screamed.

She just wouldn't stop screaming!

I put Harriet in the boat.

And I sunk it.

Till I could find a safe place.

I didn't have to come back for Jane.

Carl found her.

Everyone thought that he'd done it.

And I knew then
that God had forgiven me.

And knew what I had to do.

I put her back in Sutton's Woods.

No-one would look there.

Not after you'd been.

All right, David.

It's time for us to go.

Come on.

Give me the gun.

No!

GUNSHOT

You can't blame yourself for what
Chief Inspector Talbot didn't do.

I should have listened to Carl.

There was just so much evidence.

I should have had doubts.

It's my job.

When I was a constable,
I was called to a domestic.

Husband-and-wife row.

I asked the wife if she wanted to
leave, but er...they'd made up.

He said sorry. She seemed all right.

I don't know if I saw fear
in her eyes as I left,

or if I imagined it afterwards.

She was dead the next day.

Husband set the house on fire.

I can still see her face.

If you ever forget your mistakes,
I think you're in the wrong job.

I'll be here, if you need a lift.

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