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You need to leave us alone. You need to go away.

- She's drinking, isn't she? - That's why I rang you.

I don't know why she started again.

I knew Vicky Fleming.

Don't you think you should tell the police?

You don't know what that does to me.

I'm arresting you on suspicion of the murder...

I don't know who them people are! Who are they?

...of Ana Vasalescu, Aurelija Petrovic...

- Who's it from? - It's from your dad.

He wants you and me shouting.

He wants you to hate me!

When has doing anything legally got anybody like me anywhere?

You're going to have to do what I've asked you to do.

It was wonderful.

I mean, really every day

was a misogynistic delight from start to finish.

The best thing when I joined up...

This is, like, 300 years ago in the 1980s.

You didn't get a truncheon if you were a woman.

You got a handbag!

- Thanks. - No, you did get a truncheon.

You got them little... You know, doodah things.

That's right.

Yeah, like a vibrator.

A handbag and a vibrator. Great.

What you gonna do with that

when somebody's coming at you with an Uzi and a machete?

They were big enough to keep a brick in, them handbags.

Just.

You were a police officer?

I was, yeah. 30 years, and then... Then I came back as a civvy.

God knows why.

Well, God does know why.

And skirts...

There were no trousers.

You don't know you're born, you lot.

We used to freeze our knackers off on a night shift.

Oh, and do you remember,

-"Stockings or tights?" - Oh!

You'd run the gauntlet every time you walked through the CID office.

They'd have their hands up your skirts,

twanging your suspenders to see if you were sharp or flat.

And you just took it.

- You did. You had to. - Although. Although!

Leonard Stott.

Inspector up at Brighouse.

He used to come up to me, every time he saw me,

he used to come up to me like this, "Ooh, Cathy."

He used to call me Cathy.

"It's Catherine, you twat."

"Ooh, Cathy..."

And I was like, "Whatever" for long enough.

And then, one day, I just thought, "Bollocks to this,"

and the next time he did it...

Right in his face.

And I floored him, I decked him,

and I'd only been out of training school four weeks.

But he never did it again.

In fact, he used to avoid me after that.

No shit.

We're doing tequilas, us lot, are you joining us?

Yes. Yes.

You go home if you're knackered.

Nah, I promised Nev I'd look out for her.

Has she said owt?

She's bereaved.

It's been what, four weeks?

It's the sort of thing you can appear to be coping, and then...

Best thing we can do

is show her we care, and keep an eye on her.

Where is she?

- Not here. - Why?

Why not?

Are you sure about this?

Yeah. Honestly. You can have my bed,

I'm still camped out in the conservatory.

You're such a fantastic human being, Catherine.

I know.

I know. I know I'm pissed, but...

Do you know what I think God is?

I think God is like

this collective goodness that's in all of us.

Yeah.

Yeah.

In someone like you...

It's like you have so much of this goodness.

This bigness.

It's like you embody what God is.

Okay. Now then.

- Ann. - Mmm.

Did you shag that bloke?

Yeah. Fuck...

Did I?

Oh.

Did he use a condom?

No.

Are you on the pill, or anything?

I can see two of you.

No...

Omnipotent and ubiquitous.

God, I'm good.

- Morning, ma'am. - Morning, john.

Right, Sean, last time we saw you...

Last time we met, we had a conversation...

Before we start.

There's something I wanna say.

That's absolutely fine, Sean. What would you like to say?

There are two questions that you've asked me

that I've said no comment to. And I wanna comment, now.

And then there's something else I wanna say.

Okay.

You asked me

what I'd say if you told me you'd found some...

Somebody's DNA in my van.

Ana Vasalescu.

Well, I don't know her. But...

Well, if she's a prostitute,

I do pick 'em up now and again. And she could have been one of them.

And that's the only reason I can think of why it would be there.

Good. Well, thank you for that, Sean. That's helpful.

And then, uh...

And then, that other one's number on my phone.

- Lynn, uh... - Lynn Dewhurst.

I don't know her.

As such.

I think...

I think I helped shift some furniture for her.

A couple of years ago. As a favour.

She was a friend of a friend, and I had a van, so...

I didn't... I didn't know her.

But I don't remember doing, but maybe I just took her number down

in case there were any problems, I couldn't find the house, or whatever.

And I never deleted it. 'Cause I never delete numbers. Do you?

No.

So, who is this friend you were doing the favour for?

I haven't seen him around lately. He was called, uh, Eggy.

Has he got an address?

He won't be there now, it's all derelict.

What's his proper name?

I only ever knew him as Eggy.

Right.

And where were you shifting this furniture to and from?

Somewhere up, uh, Pellon.

Pellon, from a flat in Halifax.

Can you remember the street name? Where she lived?

I don't know round there.

- What type of property was it? - Terrace.

Describe it to me.

Just ordinary. It's been three years since.

So, you don't remember a house number?

It was just a settee and an arm chair.

It was 10 minutes of a job, about three...

About three years ago.

So, what's this other thing you wanted to say to me then, Sean?

I'm... I'm worried that...

Because I drink a lot, I don't always remember stuff what's happened.

And I don't believe I did kill those women,

but perhaps I've got...

Perhaps I got so drunk that I've done stuff...

And... And I don't remember doing it.

Look, I'm just trying to be as honest with you as I can be.

I'm pretty sure something like that, you would remember.

However off your head you was.

If it... It was me...

I honestly have no memory of it.

You do realise that isn't a defence, though, don't you, Sean?

Yeah.

Yeah. The problem is Sod's Law.

The night I decide not to sleep in the conservatory, something'll happen.

If them Knezevics were going to do owt, wouldn't they have done it by now?

Probably.

Possibly.

And that Goran bloke must have known stuff Ilinka didn't know.

That must be why they went after him.

Or else they genuinely have no idea where she is.

How did you work that out?

Because, duh, that's what you said.

Oh, okay. Well... Yeah. Yeah.

I think you just like sleeping in conservatory.

Yeah, but you see, now I'm thinking, never mind the Knezevics.

Now I'm thinking whoever left that Scalextric

is going to do something else... Something even more weird.

- Like what? - I don't know.

A brick through your window.

You see, I don't think a brick through the window

is as weird as leaving a present on your doorstep. Actually.

And I don't think somebody who'd leave a present on your doorstep

would put a brick through your window anyway.

- So... - Yeah.

No. Why?

It wasn't an act of aggression.

Oh, it was psychologically aggressive.

Yeah, but not violent.

- Just weird. - Hmm.

Right!

I'm gonna grab some clothes, and get dressed, and then...

Good morning, Mother.

Late night, was it?

Hiya, and then I'm going to go... Yes, it was.

I'm going to go and spend 150 quid

that I haven't got on the famous bloody toy

that Ryan never asked for in the first place.

I must need me head examined.

Well, we've been saying this for years behind your back.

Haven't we, Clare?

Ann Gallagher's upstairs. just to warn you.

- Why, is she dangerous? - Oh.

Funny. You're so funny, Daniel.

That solicitor wasn't happy, was he? Did you see him?

He stuck by him though.

Did you believe him? What he said about Lynn?

Well, it fits. Her number's there on his phone,

but it's not like there's ever been any calls between them.

Doesn't prove anything though, does it?

I still think that last one's different. Vicky Fleming.

Okay...

CPS says go for it.

- Charge him. - All four?

We've got significant circumstantial, he's on the sex offenders' register,

he was practically caught red-handed with Leonie Farrell,

and now he's talking to us and telling us

he's got no memory of anything and no alibis.

And they're saying that's good enough for them to go to court with.

So, it looks like we might get a bit of a weekend after all.

So, all four? Including Vicky Fleming?

All four.

Well done.

Team.

I've got to caution you again now, Sean,

and tell you that you do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your defence if you do not mention now

something which you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

"You are charged that,

"on or between 27th of April and 29th of April 2015 at Elland,

"murdered Ana Vasalescu contrary to Common Law."

I didn't. I didn't.

"On or between 29th of May and 2nd of June 2015 at Brighouse,

"murdered Aurelija Petrovic contrary to Common Law.

"On or between 23rd of July

"and 6th of August 2015 at Halifax,

"murdered Lynn Dewhurst contrary to Common Law.

"On or between 11th of September and 15th of September 2015 at Brighouse,

"murdered Victoria Fleming contrary to Common Law."

Is there anything you want to say, Sean?

I didn't do it.

£149.99, please.

Do you sell many of these?

We have met before.

It was my mother's birthday, year before last.

Do you remember?

I got a bit pissed and went off in a strop.

Yeah, I do.

So, you've... You and your wife, you've split?

Yeah.

It's all a bit mad.

Life is a bit mad though, innit? Older you get.

I think, looking back,

I only married Lucy to get away from here.

Well, I liked her. You know. I do like her.

But everything has to be so neat and tidy and nothing out of place.

Like living in a little dolly house.

Is that 'cause of what happened with Becky?

Wanting to get away from here.

It was an odd time.

After she died. Becky.

My mum did go a bit mental.

My dad couldn't stand it either. He left.

How old were you?

Twenty.

She said some really stupid things.

But, you know, she was ill.

I think she's fantastic...

Oh, God.

What?

I just remembered something I said last night, to her.

Moving on.

How was last night? Did it do the trick?

Trick?

Cheer you up.

- Cheer me up? - Yeah.

Have I put me foot in it?

Bastards.

You Okay?

It was silly, what upset me. I haven't told anyone. It was at work.

This... This bloke asked me out for a drink.

A detective. Nothing special, old enough to be my dad,

and I knew he was married,

and been having an affair with someone else.

But I quite liked him.

It was the first time I'd thought about

the possibility of, you know,

being close to someone.

Since what happened to me.

So, it was a big deal. Not that he knew that.

And then...

He... He didn't turn up.

So...

Tosser.

Yeah.

Losing 20 pounds and having great sex

for the rest of your life tied with just 22.

- Jack - Hiya.

- It's me, Dad. - Hi ya. Are you all right?

Listen, um...

I'm coming home. Are you gonna let me in?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Cheers, mate.

Cheers.

So, hello.

Good morning. How are we all?

Good.

So, I've got a little proposal I'd like to put to you.

Contrary to what you think,

I'm not the one who's been having some sort of sordid little fling

with some sad sod from Mirfield who drives a Skoda, no,

that would be you. So, what I'm proposing is,

you move out, you gather your bits and pieces,

you move in with lover-boy,

you feel free to do whatever you have to do.

I, me, the one who hasn't been mucking about

will stay here in our house with our children.

How about that?

I'm not leaving the children.

Yeah. Well, newsflash, neither am I.

And you're a liar.

I know damned well you've been up to something.

Okay, then who is this mysterious whoever

who I've been having this relationship with then, eh?

Where is she, eh?

She doesn't exist, Amanda. She's in your head.

And you know what, you really should get your facts straight

before you start accusing people of things.

Now go and pack your stuff and ring Casanova.

He'll be thrilled. You can set up home together.

That's the plan, isn't it?

I assume that's the plan.

- Does Graham know that's the plan? - Shut up.

Oh. Does he not?

Does he not?

Can we talk about this sensibly, properly, not in front of the children?

Perhaps I should go and tell him then. Perhaps I should keep him informed.

Perhaps I should knock his teeth down his throat.

- Where are you going? - Mirfield.

You don't know where he lives.

I'm a detective, love. I know bloody well where he lives.

Feel free to ring ahead and warn him that I'm on the way.

If he's not in when I get there, I'll ask his wife to pass on a message.

- How about that? - No, no. Don't do that.

John. Don't.

What, does she not know, either?

So, it's just you that thinks

the two of you are gonna be slinking off into the sunset together, is it?

I shan't be long, kids.

- Dad. - Shan't be long, tiddler.

Why did you let him in?

It's his house, too. He lives here as well.

Shit!

Rubbish.

- Good morning. - Granny.

- Hi. - Count how long I can balance.

Did you sleep all right?

- Granny? - Yeah, yeah, yeah. Thanks. Sorry.

I'll drive you home in a bit. Have you had some breakfast?

Just had some coffee.

Well, I got it.

£149.99.

I don't want it.

- What you talking about? - I'll have it.

- What do you mean you don't want it? - I mean, I don't want it.

- Why? - Because it's not the same.

It's exactly the same. Only we know where this one's come from.

I wanted that other one.

Yes. Well, you couldn't have that other one,

and I promised I'd replace it, so...

I wanted the one that my dad sent me.

He's not your dad. I've explained this.

Yeah. But he is.

Why don't I go set it up?

And you go ring Cesco to come round and have a race. Yeah?

We'll have a championship.

- No. - I'll set it up.

No, if he's not gonna play with it, I'll get my money back.

- He'll play with it. - I shan't.

- Sorry. - It's fine.

Oh, it's ridiculous. It's impossible.

- You need to find out who put it there. - Oh, I will, I'm going to.

- Bastard. - Oh.

Don't get me started.

I'm sorry if I was talking shite last night.

No, you weren't.

You were happy.

Oh, I got you this.

- From the chemist. - What is it?

Morning after pill.

Jesus.

I mean, I don't know that you need it,

I don't know what you did, but I just thought, you know...

Yeah. Thanks.

- You know. - Yeah.

- Just in case... - How much do I owe you?

No, it's fine, it's nothing, it's a present.

Except, you do know, just for future reference,

if anyone had seen you,

it would've been a Public Order offence at the very least,

and you'd have lost your job.

Shit. Can you answer that?

Clare.

Hello, Catherine's phone.

Yeah, she's driving, she's just dropping me home.

Yeah, all right, bye.

She said can you pop over to the allotment after you've dropped me off.

Deep joy

- West Yorkshire weather. - BBC radio...

So, what's up?

Well, I've been expecting Neil all morning,

but he's not shown up.

I knocked on his door on my way down, no answer,

I've phoned him, texted, nothing.

And it's odd 'cause we were reckoning to spend the day on allotment together.

He could have forgotten.

- It's not like him. - I wouldn't know.

Why don't you like him?

It's only lunch time.

He's a really nice man.

So, what wants doing?

I've got all these planks to shift. Jerry on at far end said he'd have 'em.

Well, can't Jerry on at far end come and fetch 'em?

He's in hospital.

Hey. They've charged that fella.

Sean Balmforth.

This morning. It's been on the radio.

They've charged him with them murders.

Wow.

I know.

You all right?

I bought our Ryan that Scalextric. And he reckoned he didn't want it.

"I wanted that one me dad sent me."

I've said it till I'm blue in the face,

"He's not your dad." And he goes, "Yeah. But he is."

It'll never go away, will it?

When I find out which sad, twisted sod left that on our doorstep...

I'll make them wish they'd never been born.

Nice weekend?

Yourself?

Have you heard owt from Gravesend?

Yes, I did. Late on Friday night, they sent a list.

Visitors, phone calls, people he writes to.

I can't let you see it.

- You're being funny? - No.

I can't have you taking the law into your own hands.

What? Friday night and you didn't let me know.

I've forwarded the list to an analyst in the DIU.

He'll gather intel on all of them,

and as soon as we know anything significant, I'll get back to you.

You know that's the right way forward, Catherine, don't start pulling faces.

Woman in the toy shop in Hebden last week buying a Scalextric.

Exactly the same model.

I went in and asked the fella behind the counter on Saturday.

And he showed me his CCTV.

Looks like a lad.

Yeah, well, it's a woman, the fella said.

Oh. Either way, it doesn't mean it's whoever it was

that left it on your doorstep.

No, I know that.

But was there anyone on the list from round here?

No.

- Not? - No. Not from round here.

Are you briefing the troops?

Yes, I am.

- Are you saying, "Well done, Catherine?" - What for this time?

Sean Balmforth. Charged.

That was me who got him arrested.

Oh, yes, but...

They're playing it down till it's confirmed,

but there's another body turned up in Rastrick.

When?

Early hours, this morning.

Depending on when she died...

It could mean they've charged the wrong fella.

- Oops, sorry. - Morning.

Well, congratulations.

He's been charged, you'll have heard. That fella you tipped us off about.

Have you not heard? Apparently another body's turned up.

Yeah, I know.

It's what I've just been told.

Good morning, you lucky people.

Bollocks.

- Really? - Shit.

She thinks she's not been dead more than 48 hours.

She'll be more specific at the post-mortem,

but it's looking like she died after we had Sean in custody.

I know.

Could it be a copycat?

Well, again, we'll know more after the PM, but, um...

So, we'll be getting the review team in.

And to restore public confidence in the investigation,

I'll be getting my arse kicked down the stairs

in the traditional manner, no doubt, by your dad.

I can only apologise.

Who is she?

White. Between 20 and 30. Poor teeth, poor clothes.

You know, the only thing I would have done differently from you on Saturday...

I'm sorry, do you want to hear this?

You wouldn't have charged him with Vicky Fleming.

"'I'm sure that dog's getting bigger by the minute,' said Dad.

"Ben and Albert laughed.

"If only Dad knew."

You're doing so well.

Ben and Albert. They remind me of you and Cesco.

How?

Just... You're best friends.

- Oh, yeah. - Mmm.

Do you and Cesco do sleep-overs? I used to love sleep-overs.

Oh, that's the best thing about a best friend.

Mmm. Sometimes we do.

Yeah? Have you got one planned?

No. Why?

Oh...

How are things at home?

Hmm?

You know, if you ever want to talk to me about anything, Ryan,

you know you can.

Other day, at tea time.

I said, "I wondered if we should forgive him."

My dad.

But they wouldn't talk about it.

They just get cross.

- Who does? - Me granny and me Auntie Clare.

And I've been worried because...

You know when you said you don't get much money in prison?

Yeah.

Ryan?

Do you think he gets enough food to eat?

Do you think he's warm enough at night, when it's cold?

Oh. Yes, yes. I'm sure he is.

You mustn't worry about that, Ryan.

Oh, you're so sweet and kind to think about that.

I know he hurt my granny, and everything, but he's still my dad.

Yeah. I think the worst thing about prison, probably,

is he might get lonely sometimes.

And... And bored.

Have you ever thought about visiting him?

I'm not allowed.

There's no contact 'cause of what he did.

I bet he'd love to see you.

I wonder if that's another reason why he sent you that lovely present.

I wondered...

About writing to him.

You should.

I don't know his address.

Oh, I think you could just put his name, and then...

Um...

Oh. Um...

Where is he? What prison is he in?

Do you know?

Oh. I think I heard that he's in, um...

Gravesend Prison.

- Gravesend? - Yeah.

- Where is that? - It's, uh, near London.

Okay.

Bravo November four-five.

Could you look at log two-seven-one of today down in Sowerby Bridge?

There's a fella kicking off outside the Moorings.

I can look at it, Mr Metcalfe, but I've got no one to deploy.

They're all off on the house-to-house

with this body that's turned up in Rastrick.

It's all started with a plate of chips, and it's escalated from there.

I don't suppose I could persuade you to turn out yourself, four-five?

Well, I was just about to make myself a cup of tea

and put my feet up for the afternoon,

but seeing as it's you...

So, he's been ejected from the premises. We've got CCTV monitoring him now.

He's in the street with his top off, he's banging on the doors,

and he's trying to get back in.

Ooh, lovely, a semi-naked man at lunch time in Sowerby Bridge,

how could I stay away?

I'm talking to you!

Get out here, you little runt!

Come on, get out here, you!

You twat!

Come on, you short-ass bastard!

Open this door!

Hey!

Neil?

Where've you been?

What are you doing here?

Bravo November four-five.

I'm code six, I won't need any back up, I know this fella.

Oh, you won't need any back up? Is that what you think?

Well, you're not going to cause me any problems, are you, Neil?

No, I'm just explaining to this tosser to

open the fucking door!

Neil!

- Can you calm down? - Well, make him open the door.

You're causing a disturbance and you're upsetting people.

Where's your top?

No, I'm not.

Rat-face! Open the door!

If you don't calm down, I'm warning you, you'll get locked up.

Do you understand? I've warned you now, Neil.

And can you put your jumper back on for me, please?

They've got my telephone.

Who's got your telephone?

Them in there.

Is that your telephone on the pavement, over there?

Eh?

Down there.

- Oh. - Can you pick it up for me?

Is that your telephone?

- Is that your telephone, Neil? - Yes!

He's been in here stealing food off people's plates.

He's a bloody liar! Why would I do that?

People don't want your dirty great fingers in their chips.

It was just a bit of fun!

It was her birthday!

I've asked him to leave,

I've made it clear he wasn't going to be served any more,

and he just won't clear off.

- I'm dealing with it. - Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

And you can tell him he's barred.

Yes, I will, I'm dealing with it, thank you.

Barred? It's a shit-hole anyway!

You, you're barred. All right? You're barred.

Oh! Oh, yeah, rock hard stood behind a little police lady.

If you could go back inside for me, please.

Yeah, piss off back inside, you little sod.

I don't want to hear any more language, Neil, I've warned you.

I want to know he's understood.

It would help me enormously, sir,

if you would go back inside the premises.

You. You're not welcome in these premises at any point in the future.

Oh, go fuck yourself up the arse.

- You fuck yourself up the arse. - Hey! Hey!

- Police abuse. - Police abuse.

Hands behind your back, Neil. I'm arresting you, do you understand?

You're hurting me. You're hurting me!

You're being arrested for Section 5, Public Order.

- You do not have to say anything... - You hate me.

That's not true, Neil.

- You do not have to say anything... - Any excuse.

...but it may harm your defence...

First time you saw me you talked to me like shit.

Will you shut up and listen?

You've had too much to drink,

and you need to be listening, not talking.

Well, that's fine and dandy, 'cause I'm not right fond of you.

- You're loving this. - You do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your defence... Believe me, I'm not.

It may harm your defence if you do not mention

when questioned

something you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

Do you understand?

- Do you understand that, Neil? - Piss off.

Right, come on, get up.

You dozy sod.

I've asked you to go back inside three times. Now go inside.

Come on, Neil. Get up.

Come on.

That pavement's gonna get very chilly if you stay there much longer,

and you do know it's where the doggies do their wee wees.

How drunk?

I would say three days' worth.

He was pretty whiffy.

Oh, good grief.

No, I'm sorry to be the one to tell you, love.

He was upset about something the last few times I saw him, and...

Damn.

Yeah, he'll just get a fixed penalty notice.

There's no reason why he'll lose his job.

If he can pull himself back together and stay that way.

Custody Sergeant's gonna phone me when he's sober and you can pick him up.

It'll be a good few hours though, it'll be later this evening.

- What was he upset about? - Well...

just summat to do with when his marriage broke down.

Okay

I'll see you in a bit.

Yeah, okay, I'll, um...

Yeah... I'll see you in a bit.

Ta -ta.

When you're ready.

Thanks. Um...

Most of you will know Superintendent Gillespie.

He's heading up the review team.

Uh, before we go through everything with Mr Gillespie,

there's a few bits and pieces from this afternoon.

Uh, we've got an ident on the victim.

She is, uh, Elise May Hughes.

Twenty years of age. Address, 27 Conway Crescent, Dewsbury.

Last seen three days ago.

After we arrested Sean Balmforth.

Yup. So...

Shush, shush.

Uh, the pathologist is telling me she's confident it's the same killer as...

Well, certainly the first three victims and Vicky Fleming,

if we accept that he was disturbed

before he'd finished doing what he wanted to do to her.

Although I think now more than ever, we'd be wise to keep an open mind.

Uh, the good news, for once, is we might have a bit of a lead.

The night Elise May Hughes' body was left at the site in Rastrick,

two hundred yards away, just further along the road that same night,

a parked vehicle was hit by another vehicle.

Hit and run.

I've got forensics onto it,

it won't be long before we can identify the make and the model

based on fragments left on the vehicle that was hit.

I want to know who was driving that vehicle.

At the very least, they may have seen something.

Dawn?

I made you some tea.

Thanks.

They've had to let that fella go.

The one they arrested.

It's been on the news.

Except I think he's in custody for something else now.

They're looking for the driver of a red vehicle.

They know it was red, 'cause it hit another one, left marks.

Near where it happened.

They think he might have witnessed something.

The driver.

They say it's only a matter of time

before they work out the make and the model.

If he doesn't come forward.

I think 'cause of the marks.

So?

So, you better get your tale straight. About how you damaged your car.

If they come asking.

Why would they?

Well, them two coppers were up here before, weren't they?

But it's not me asking, it's not something I'm interested in.

I'm just thinking ahead.

You don't want them to think you did it, do you?

Why would they think it's me?

Apart from the car, no reason at all, love.

Except they arrested the wrong fella once, they could do it again.

And as I say, they think this person might have witnessed something.

So...

Where did it happen?

- What? - Your bump.

This was up Rastrick.

I don't even know where Rastrick is.

Well, no need to tell you which is the before

and which is the after.

Tell me about me mum.

What about her?

When she went out with my dad.

I don't think they ever went out, as such.

I think she just used to hang out in the town.

With this group of people, and...

But they had me.

Well, your mum had you.

He was long gone.

To prison?

Did she love him?

She was infatuated with him.

What's that mean?

She thought she was in love with him,

but she didn't know what he was really like.

And he took advantage of her.

What does that mean?

Had her on.

How?

I don't think she...

She was just a bit young to get pregnant.

She was eighteen.

Seventeen. When she got pregnant.

And it doesn't matter how old you are.

If you're not ready for it, you're not ready for it.

- You'll have a cup of tea? - Yes, please.

Is that why she died?

'Cause she wasn't ready?

What... What's Granny said?

She said that she died when I was born.

But it wasn't my fault.

No.

No.

Well...

- Sometimes it just happens. - Yeah.

I'm so excited.

Look at my balloon.

How're you feeling?

Clare's outside. Public aren't allowed in here.

Well, not unless they...

You can speak to me, you know, Neil.

I know what alcohol does to people, I see it every day.

I know you're not like that.

I mean, I know you don't want to be like that.

I'm sorry.

Come on.

Have you fallen off the wagon before? Since you've been dry?

Twice.

Okay, well, you tell me what I can do to support you.

You know yourself best, you know your habits.

What do you need? What can I do?

Catherine, I just want to go home.

I want to get a shower, get rid of this headache, get back to normal,

put it behind me.

You ring in sick at work?

You didn't just go AWOL?

Yeah, no, I took three days off.

You see, when I know the way things are going up here,

I plan ahead.

Right.

Well, just... I don't know what triggers you,

and I'm sorry if you've got something upsetting you at the minute

that's sparked it off. But Clare's vulnerable, too,

and she's my priority and I won't watch her get dragged down.

Not by anyone.

I'm sorry if you think I've not been very friendly.

I am sorry. She's very fond of you

and I want to respect that, all right?

But please don't mess her about.

I won't.

Three days?

- What, then he can just stop? - I don't know.

D'you think it's good for her? Being with someone who's the same?

What can I do? She's grown up.

You think they'll be all right together on their own in his flat?

I mean it isn't five minutes since she fell off the wagon, is it?

No, they're coming here.

He's gone to tidy himself up,

then they're going to an AA meeting in Halifax, then they're coming here.

Now, that would worry me.

If ever they did decide to move in together.

It wouldn't have till today. But my God, you should have seen him.

- Is this mental? - What?

Three days, he's been pissed. Disappeared, God knows where.

And then another one of these women has been murdered.

Why would you think that about him?

Well...

He's really uncomfortable around you.

Yeah, I know.

But that could just be my effortless overwhelming charisma.

Yeah, and that, obviously.

- You know, it is mental. - I know it's mental.

When the Ripper was around, everybody was thinking it was their husband

and their son and their dad and their uncle.

Yeah. But...

It's someone.

And the other thing.

Ryan was asking about Becky.

After you went out.

About her relationship with him.

And I didn't say owt.

I just said that she was infatuated,

and that she didn't really know what he was like.

But it struck me.

It's when he gets home from school.

That's when he's got a new thing, a new question,

like someone's put ideas in his head.

At school?

Yeah.

Mum?

Mum?

Mum.

- Hmm. - I need to talk to you, Mum.

What's the matter?

I don't feel so well.

What is it? Headache?

I don't want to go and tell the police about me car.

Okay.

Is that okay?

Why?

Why don't you want to?

Because... I've done things.

What things?

Things.

What things?

I think you'll be cross.

No, no. Don't turn the light on. Do you mind?

What is it you've you done, love?

You know you can tell me anything.

I've always said that, haven't I?

As long as you tell me the truth, I won't be cross about anything.

Yeah.

Well, then...

I...

- Have you hurt someone? - Yeah.

- With your car? - No.

Is it...

Is it to do with those women?

- Why you saying that? - Is it?

Why you saying that?

Because I wondered.

- Had you? When? - A while back.

Why didn't you tell me?

If it was, would you tell the police?

Well, would you want me to?

No.

I just... I don't know what I'd do if they come looking for me.

The thing is, they've got my DNA now 'cause of that fight the other day.

And I'd not get far, if I set off.

why?

Oh, Why did you?

why, though?

I don't know.

We've had a funny life, haven't we, lad?

What you thinking?

I don't know.

I'm wondering if there's a way forward.

If we could get rid of the car.

But then there's a thousand and one other things to think about.

Are you sure it was you?

Did someone tell you to do it?

No.

Voices?

No.

Sometimes people hear voices. Telling 'em to do stuff.

No.

Okay.

You'll... You'll visit me, won't you? In prison.

I don't think you'd like prison.

No. But if you can't think of anything, then it's what will happen.

How's Neil?

He's gone to work.

- Oh, good. - Half six this morning.

That's good.

Have you run that theory past Clare, Mum?

- What theory? - Which?

That woman on your phone.

Oh, yeah.

You know, a couple of weeks ago,

that new Miss Wealand... Whelan. Whatever her name is.

Um, asking Ryan questions about his dad.

Yeah.

Daniel reckons it's always when he comes home from school

that he starts asking questions about him.

- Is it? - Yeah.

- Have you met her? - Yeah, I told you I had.

Where's your glasses?

Isn't that a lad?

No. It's a woman.

The man in the shop said.

What you thinking?

I'm thinking...

What?

It's her.

This is nice.

I've got a plan.

Have you?

You've always wanted to go to America, haven't you?

How we going to afford that?

I've got some money.

Put by. Quite a bit.

- How much? - Couple of thousand.

I've got our passports. We'll call a taxi.

Get on a train to Manchester.

Then we'll get on an aeroplane.

And they might catch up with us eventually,

I think they very probably would.

But at least you'll have done something.

At least we'll have seen something of the world,

we'll have had an adventure, wouldn't we?

Las Vegas?

- Is that what you would like? - Nevada, the desert.

Duke and Gonzo, we could hire a car.

Okay.

Seriously?

What else would you like to do?

To see?

- Florida. - Yeah.

- California. - San Francisco.

Who'll feed the sheep?

I'll ask me sister.

We can cycle across the Golden Gate Bridge,

you can hire bicycles,

I saw it on a travel programme.

Will she do that?

Yeah. If I pay her.

Then you can get the ferry back.

And go past Alcatraz.

We won't go there, though.

Can we go to Disneyland?

Of course we can, love.