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# I hear the sound

# Boom, boom, boom Boom, boom, boom

# Of distant drums

# Boom, boom, boom Boom, boom, boom

# Far away

# Boom, boom, boom Boom, boom, boom

# Far away

# And if they call

# For me to come

# Then I must go

# And you must stay

# So, Mary, marry me

# Let's not wait

# Let's share all the time we can

# Before it's too late

# Love me now for now

# Is all the time there may be

# So if you love me, Mary

# Mary, marry me. #

I'm singing that song, the hairs on the back of my neck are standing up.

Why?

Because the only time my dad ever whistled that tune

was when he was trying to control his temper.

And since he never did control his temper,

it was always a prelude to a slap round the back of the head.

That is negative conditioning.

MUTED LAUGHTER

Now, of course, I claim it made me a better man.

But at the time, it just made me a faster runner.

LAUGHTER

But, for all he knew, for all anyone knew,

it could have been the perfect trigger

for a pathological mind.

Some killers rely on the flimsiest of excuses

for the most heinous crimes.

So Distant Drums is not small.

By all accounts, I should be barking mad

and very, very ANGRY!

MUTED CHUCKLING Thank you.

APPLAUSE

Lost something in the translation. Bloody tough.

No, just ice, just ice. Thanks.

Freud wasn't understood for 40 years.

Lang still isn't.

Most English-speaking circuit lecturers

modify their material for clarity.

I would just do the song if it didn't affect the money.

I'd do it in a frock if it didn't affect the money.

Arrogant bastard. Pardon?

My ears are burning.

My sister.

Dr Fitzgerald?

I just wanted to say that was a fascinating lecture.

As clear as a bell. Well done.

My sister's boss.

Gordon Ellison, Royal Hong Kong Police. Hi there.

MACHINERY WHIRRS AND CLANKS

Jimmy?

How's the order for Peter Yang doing?

THEY SPEAK CANTONESE

WOMEN CHATTER

Happy birthday.

What time do you want picking up tonight?

I'll be finished around half five.

Listen, everyone.

I've got some news for you.

Su Lin is pregnant.

Baby.

THEY CLAP

WOMEN CHATTER

KNOCK AT DOOR Come in.

Peter Yang to see you.

Thank you.

Peter.

I was beginning to wonder whether you knew I still existed.

Is Nancy all right? She's not hiding?

She's fine. Kids all right?

Yeah, they're good.

Are you OK? Yeah.

Come and sit down.

Dennis, there's something I want you to look at.

What's it say?

You're in trouble.

Is that a question?

Dennis, I'm sorry,

but I need a better price on the order going through.

What are you talking about?

How the hell can I do it for less?

You can't afford not to.

I'll buy you out.

Whatever you owe, I'll cover it.

Then you can go home.

You've spent ten years watching me build this up

and you're poking this under my nose.

You must be out of your bloody mind.

When you were stuck, I helped you.

What's the problem, Peter?

Did your Beijing buccaneers tell you not to play with me any more?

No-one tells me how to run my business.

And what about that lot out there? Don't walk away from me.

Listen, for Christ's sake.

What are they supposed to do?

Think about yourself now, Dennis.

Get out.

DOOR CLOSES

THEY CHATTER

Hi.

Hi. Hello.

You're early. I missed it.

Hi, Blue Eyes.

Neih hou.

SHE SPEAKS CANTONESE

Judith?

Oh, Katie? Hi.

God, you sound just like your mother.

I'm fine, yes, fine.

Uh-huh.

Well, listen, will you tell your mother

that I've got some money. I'm sending it tomorrow.

Yeah.

NOTE CRACKLES

Tell your mother you heard that.

Who's that in the background?

Brett?

You're dating a Brett, are you?

Uh-huh. Put him on the phone, will you?

Just put him on the ph... LINE GOES DEAD

Come on, Freddie, let's go.

I feel a pulse.

That's a private game.

You're not invited.

You don't bet, do you, Freddie?

You know what they call gweilo with money?

A what? A gweilo.

White ghost, Westerner.

What do you call a gweilo with money?

I don't know.

The target.

Do you know what we call a person that doesn't bet, Freddie?

The deceased.

It's all right, chaps, I'm a tourist.

I've got money to burn.

Peter Yang wants to take the factory off me.

He came round today, and he was standing this far away from me,

and I'm still trying to work out why I didn't chin the bastard.

I'm sorry, Su Lin.

I've let you down.

I've let you down and I should have said.

And I'm saying now.

Saying what?

I lost three big contracts between March and May.

So I took a flyer.

Took an order I couldn't supply.

I haven't the money to pay them back.

Now the bank's moving in for this place.

Why didn't you tell me?

What's the point?

You'd never find out, so I was going to make everything all right.

I can't understand.

We just had a holiday.

You bought me two dresses last week.

Where did the money come from?

You deserved it.

Look, I'm not gonna stop trying just cos I've told you.

OK.

We'll put this place on the market tomorrow.

Do we owe money to the lawyer?

We can rent somewhere in Mong Kok

till we know how things are going to work out.

Do you want us to bring our child up in Mong Kok?

If I can get hold of one decent contract,

one that's big enough to shout about, I can turn this round.

I can still bail us out. Dennis.

I can't have this baby.

We can't have this baby.

What are you talking about?

I've been to see Dr Sunny.

I swear to you, it's not just this.

I'm not ready.

Neither are you.

Su Lin, don't do this to me.

You can't do this.

Look, I won't sit back and watch you work yourself to death

for me or anyone else.

I love you.

We can start again.

When the time is right.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! SCREAMING

For God's sake, you won!

SIRENS WAIL IN DISTANCE

What the hell's going on?

You shouldn't have brought him here.

You sort out this mess, I'm gonna take him to the car.

SHOUTING

I think it's fantastic, you know.

The rest of the world fakes democracy, fakes diplomacy,

fakes civilisation

and in Hong Kong, that's all bollocks.

Show us your money, you've got a life.

I really like that.

Your life or death depends on the size of your wedge.

If life was as simple as that, I would have died years ago.

God, did you see the size of that bloody thing?

Get in the car.

Yeah.

BUZZER SOUNDS

DOOR OPENS

KNOCK AT DOOR

Come in.

Dennis.

I'm glad you've changed your mind.

There's another copy of the contract somewhere.

How are you gonna pay me?

I can make the cheque out to whoever you want.

I want to make it out to the business.

You'll wipe it out in taxes.

I want it making out to the business.

"Peter, you're obviously up to your eyes,

"but give me a ring when you've time for a drink."

"Peter, give me a ring when you've got a minute."

You thought I was tapping you for a favour?

No shame in that, I've done enough for you.

Dennis,

this has nothing to do with being friends.

It's business.

I've got no choice.

No choice?

This and this and this.

Now I'll tell you the good news.

Su Lin's pregnant.

This is the biggest thing that's ever happened to me.

I don't know what to say.

What do you feel like saying?

Congratulations.

HE PANTS

PETER MOANS

I'm not gonna hurt you.

SHE SOBS

I love you.

I just want you to think.

Please think about the baby.

SHE SOBS

Dennis!

No!

LOCK CLANKS

CAMERA CLICKS

SHE SPEAKS CANTONESE

I don't need any outside help, it's a business killing.

It bloody isn't.

Peter Yang is a personal friend.

That implies he got his hands dirty.

I keep track of all my personal friends.

He's a wealthy man. There must be something.

I've already got reporters telling me what I had for dinner

last time I was seen in a restaurant with him.

I've got the widow's lawyer squatting in my office

asking for my plan of action,

and a meeting in a couple of hours with His Royal Highness,

the sodding Commissioner.

This isn't good news for either of us.

I go in May, you walk neatly into the job, yes?

Not if this one falls down.

I don't want a desk job in the Metropolitan Police.

You don't want posting to some refugee unit.

All that's required is we throw everything we've got at it.

You think a criminal psychologist is a safe bet.

You think he's a responsible adult?

He's something to throw at the press.

Why don't we investigate the case and throw that at the press? Please.

HE SPEAKS CANTONESE

I had less trouble with the bloody poll tax.

OK, OK, look, look, look.

Yesterday money.

Wow, wow, wow.

Today money.

Next week money.

Happy boy?

You pay?

OK, I'll do the washing up.

I'll do anything you like, OK? Anything but the blow job.

You're an ill-natured old shite. No money.

Oh, I don't remember ordering anything from the other menu.

I just had you removed from the university.

Oh.

Democracy in action.

On what grounds?

One, I think your lectures are

under-researched, over-personalised bullshit,

two, Commander Ellison needs your professional advice.

Well, tough titty, I'm not for hire.

This is a lecture tour, not the lucky dip.

He'll pay good money,

which is probably better news for your wife than it is for you,

if your gambling is anything to go by, right?

Tell Commander Ellison I'm flattered.

Tell him yourself.

A business killing? Is that not a euphemism for the little finger,

the old pinky-ectomy?

Triads don't do fingers, that's Yakuza.

Japanese. I'm attached to my little fingers.

They're a useful social tool in Britain.

More useful on some stages than the old penis.

And, yes, size doesn't matter. It's what you do with it.

In Edinburgh, we use it for getting more scones

when we're having afternoon tea.

In Manchester, they use it for picking scabs off their impetigo.

It's a very useful little tool.

HE SPEAKS CANTONESE

He'll sign off the time of death to within three hours.

He won't say precisely whether it's amateur or professional,

and he won't commit himself to a murder weapon until the autopsy.

You speak Cantonese?

No, but I do speak postmortem to intermediate second year.

Any sign of a robbery?

We don't know yet.

How heavy is that thing? Not heavy enough.

It depends how determined you are.

You're the criminal psychologist?

Yes. You have no need of us here, apparently.

We're more straightforward about murder than you are.

I'll do my autopsy around five.

The press have found out that you're on board.

You may be squeezed for speculation

but I'd rather you just talked about your qualifications and experience

in urban homicide in Birmingham.

Manchester.

It's not a hobby, Gordon.

What are you offering? 2,000 a day.

Plus expenses.

Pounds. Dollars.

US. Hong Kong.

HE SIGHS

Accommodation? No.

OK, OK.

New accommodation.

Where?

Ritz Carlton.

He's got debts at the hotel, which is pretty hard to achieve.

OK.

I'm not used to working alone.

You'll work directly to DCI Cheung or report to me.

This is one of the best-staffed police forces in all the world.

We've all the resources you need.

Well, if money's the only motive you're used to...

..there's a detective in England I have a special relationship with.

I'll have to liaise with the Home Office.

What's his name?

Jane Penhaligon.

Greater Manchester Police.

I'll need her to help me.

Are you absolutely confident you can be of assistance?

This murder's not about money.

We don't know that yet.

Is the wallet intact?

OK.

Forget about the victim, try and picture your killer.

He's on a different mission.

He's completely unarmed. When things go wrong,

when the shit hits the fan,

does he shoot him, does he stab him? No.

He stoves his head in with a nickel-plated trophy.

He's in a office with half a dozen heavier, more suitable objects,

and what does he choose?

A trophy on a shelf so high,

he has to reach up to get it. That is his murder weapon.

This man knew his victim.

He envies his victim, he resented his achievements.

This is no straightforward murder.

This is disorganised communication.

When you check in his contacts, keep your eyes peeled

for under-achievers.

Dr Fitzgerald, that's absolutely bloody fascinating.

None of which you'll find out from an autopsy.

And I feel as if I know you. Call me Fitz.

KNOCK AT DOOR Yeah?

HE SPEAKS CANTONESE

Sorry. Please sit down.

What can I do for you, Mr...?

My girlfriend came to see you last week.

Su Lin Tang.

Is she with you?

She's scared.

I think you've put her off.

Off what?

The abortion.

I can't discuss this with you.

If she wants to come back,

or you come back together, I'll go over the details.

Go over the details for me.

How much is this gonna cost? KNOCK AT DOOR

Yeah?

I've left my bag, can I...? Please.

Go ahead.

Thank you.

6,500.

Six five?

Cheap at half the price.

Very cheap.

Not everyone on this island is as wealthy as you are.

Is weakness an opportunity

or opportunity a weakness?

Just sit on the bed and we'll discuss this.

KNOCK AT DOOR

DOORBELL Yeah?

Sir, you have a message.

Thanks.

Oh, right.

Have a drink on me, son.

Great (!)

CAR BEEPS

You either are something, Dr Sunny,

or you're not.

There's nothing, absolutely nothing in between.

How old's my child?

This is not the place to discuss your girlfriend's situation.

She hasn't got a situation.

And who's asking for a discussion?

I don't listen to people like you.

DOOR CREAKS

CAR ENGINE STARTS

DOORS WHIRR

How old is my child?

Two-and-a-half months?

I'm seeing something there with a chance to grow.

What are you looking at?

Nobody stands a chance with people like you.

You swan about like God, but look at the state of you.

Are you proud of yourself, doctor?

My job is to deliver babies.

I don't just do terminations.

Well, you're not doing this one.

SCREAMING

I don't want personal relationships screwing up my investigation.

Coming from another female detective,

might I suggest it's a trifle narrow-minded

and just a little ironic that you should assume it's personal.

You specifically asked for her to be placed in a room connected to yours.

Yeah.

You're costing me a lot of money. I'm not paying for a honeymoon.

Oh, Jesus, no.

Aye-aye!

Where is she?

I didn't know spouses were invited.

Mind you, having said that, Renie would have loved that flight.

DCI Wise, Greater Manchester Police.

DCI Janet Lee Cheung. Nice to meet you.

Renie wants a wind chime, so whatever I do, before I go home,

remind me a wind chime, otherwise I'm a dead man.

Penhaligon. Where's Penhaligon?

Penhaligon's been made up to an inspector, hasn't she?

So she's had to go back to school.

But the Home Office wanted a senior officer,

and I was the only one with any holidays left.

Didn't you get the message?

I hope you don't mind, we put you in the room next to Dr Fitzgerald.

Fitz.

The furthest I've been is Fuengirola.

God. Look at me, I'm sweating like a bloody pig already.

I believe the coppers out here are on really good money,

aren't they, love?

MAN SPEAKS CANTONESE OVER RADIO

SHE SPEAKS CANTONESE

OK.

There's been another murder. I hope you're fit for action.

Oh, yeah, wide awake now.

No.

Please!

Let me go!

Dennis!

Let me go!

SHE SOBS

SHE WHIMPERS

It's hot in here.

That'll help.

Oranges.

Juicer.

You need as much vit C as you can get your hands on.

And you can't overdose, apparently, cos anything you don't use

you get rid of.

Vitamin pills. No vitamin A.

That's bad for you, it's bad for the baby.

Liver damage, if you read the books.

SHE COUGHS

Stretch band. Do you know what a stretch band's for?

It's all cardiovascular.

Guarantees your circulation is absolutely tops.

Under your foot, around your wrist.

And stretch.

Tightens all your muscles.

I just want to go.

Where?

Home.

Take me home.

Please. Look at me.

You need a doctor.

It's all right, I found one.

CAMERA CLICKS

So, you'd have gone to your sister's,

ignored the phone for a couple of days

so Dr Sunny could have done the business

and I'd have been none the wiser.

Three-day tiff.

Don't worry.

I've got it sorted.

I'm gonna make it work.

"A couple of kids will make sense of it all."

I distinctly remember you saying it.

I said that three years ago, Dennis.

I'm saying you were right.

I'm on your side, you should be smiling.

We have got nothing to offer.

Just imagine what it will look like.

I say "it", you might have had a scan for all I know.

Do you know what sex it is?

You can't keep me here till I deliver baby.

Our baby.

Look at me.

Look at you.

Just imagine what it will look like.

If you keep me here,

I will die.

Don't be a softy.

Look at me.

Would I hurt you?

Have I ever hurt you?

I'll get you everything you need.

This is spacious for Hong Kong.

It's bigger than our first apartment.

You've got a bed.

You've got books, time to think.

On your feet.

You've work to do, madam.

Under your left foot.

Around your wrist.

And stretch.

Pull.

It only works if you get a sweat on, Su Lin.

That's it.

Good.

You're gonna be fantastic at all this.

Keep going.

Keep going.

Argh!

MUFFLED SCREAMS

We have to treat these as two separate murders.

Wrong.

The first was killed with a blunt instrument.

The second was knifed.

The first was killed in a private office.

The second in a public place.

The face of Peter Yang was covered. Dr Sunny wasn't.

Dr Sunny was left sunny side up

because he had no shame in killing him.

Either he'd never met the man or he's simply losing his conscience.

The behavioural hallmarks of both murders are absolutely identical.

There's a second weapon because the first

is down at the forensic lab.

The important thing is, he took a weapon to the second murder.

So he's shifted from being a man who has killed to being a killer.

He's more experienced.

He's more organised. He's harder to catch.

He commits ritual humiliation on his victims.

"You may be more powerful than me, there's nothing I can do about that

"but if I take your life, then I have won."

You're saying humiliation's his only motive.

Absolutely.

Fact.

Dr Sunny was carrying $10,000 when he left his office.

Secretary saw him pack it in his briefcase.

Fact.

Only 3,500 remained.

In the absence of further evidence,

we treat the killing of Dr Sunny as aggravated robbery

with homicide.

The killer was disturbed.

There must be witnesses.

And this means absolutely nothing?

Prayer?

Praying.

What are you? C of E? Methodist?

Only when I go into hospital.

You?

Catholic. Only when I go to the bookies.

Hail Mary, mother of God,

pray for us winners, now and at the hour of our death.

This is a Christian symbol.

A Western gesture.

No, not necessarily.

It is when you're about to die.

How many people have you interviewed so far? 42.

How many of them Westerners? None.

One.

You're looking in the wrong place.

Whoever killed these men isn't Chinese.

He's white, Western.

Caucasian.

An outsider.

But he's not a visitor. He lives here

because he knew his way around Peter Yang's address book.

He's a loser because he yearns power.

And the only reason he trashed the office after the murder,

is, to the jet-lagged Scouser at the front...

To make it look like a robbery.

Because?

Because he wanted to protect his own identity.

Which means he could have been traced back to his victim.

That narrow the field down for you?

THEY CHATTER

You need to go to bed.

That's very forward of you.

I was talking to him.

What?

UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS

ROBOT BEEPS

PEOPLE CHATTER

Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Do you know what the time is, please?

Can you tell me the time?

OK.

Very good watch. I know it's a good watch.

What's the time?

This watch is very good. Yeah, it is, I've got one.

No, no, no, no.

Can you tell me what the time is, please?

Come on.

No, no, no, I'm fine, honestly.

HE SNORES GENTLY

MUSIC PLAYS ON TELEVISION

Wrong. If he lives this high up, he's not an underachiever.

DCI Wise.

Frank Carter. How are you doing?

All right. How are you doing?

Eddie Fitzgerald.

The boss.

DCI Cheung.

I'm due at the airport by half past. You've got ten minutes.

Oh, absolutely not. He was completely scrupulous.

He worked hard, if that's a crime.

He slept about six hours a day.

But the joke was that Peter Yang

did some of his best business with his eyes shut.

Pure instinct.

Just made tons of money.

And that's one thing the Chinese...

Forgive me.

..have a genuine respect for, thank God.

Are these all the names you could think of? Yeah.

Will you be staying, Frank?

Staying? After the handover.

Will you be staying where the money is or will you be going home?

I'll be moving down to Singapore.

You've had 15 minutes.

Someone needs to find me laddo some deodorant.

MACHINERY WHIRRS AND CLANKS

Peter wasn't just a businessman,

he had a lot of decent friends.

Like you?

Yeah, like me.

How long have you been doing business with him?

Off and on, ten years.

Peter was a good mate.

It was him talked me into the move. Where from?

Essex. Romford.

The day before the murder, Peter Yang wrote you a cheque.

For an order.

He did every quarter.

That order, actually.

Well, it's all paid for.

Presumably Nancy, his wife, is gonna take over the business.

You'll be going to the funeral?

You were that close?

Of course.

It's too early to talk business,

but I've told Nancy I'll help where I can.

How come this cheque is for nearly three times the normal order?

He'd made some new contacts on the mainland.

He was doing well.

In case you hadn't noticed,

the Chinese are getting very Chinese this year.

But he was keen for us to keep working things out.

Do you find the money sexy, Dennis?

That's an odd question.

There can't be many Romford boys send airmail home.

Do you know anyone with a grudge against Peter Yang?

No.

We think Peter Yang knew his killer.

When did you last see him?

I'm a suspect?

Formality.

He came here on Tuesday.

Didn't stay long.

Witnesses?

Everyone in the building.

Thanks for your time.

CAR DOOR SHUTS

SHE SWITCHES FAN OFF

LOCK CLANKS

METAL CREAKS

FOOTSTEPS

It's only me, sleepyhead, it's OK.

I was just dreaming about you.

Me?

Dreaming what?

You'll laugh.

No.

I dreamed...

..we had just got married.

It was the hot day.

You couldn't see my feet

because the dress came all the way down to my shoes.

You couldn't see my face...

..because the veil came all the way down to here.

When you lifted it to kiss me...

..everything felt perfect.

Are you asking me to marry you?

I fell asleep thinking about the first time I ever met you.

Handsome for English man.

Polite for a businessman.

You said,

I was the most beautiful woman you ever met.

Are you asking me to marry you?

I'm waiting for you to ask me.

What are you talking about? What are you doing?

You're thinking about the baby.

No. Just ask me.

I've asked you a dozen times.

You don't want a wedding.

Your timing was bad.

Just ask me now.

You'll have to come to England with me.

We'll get out of here away from this mess.

Ssh. Ask me.

Just ask me.

Su Lin, I want you to marry me.

OK.

Two conditions.

You promise me on your life

I get the best wedding Hong Kong ever seen.

You promise me England, when we start again, you talk to me.

When you look at me, you see someone you can trust.

Someone who loves you.

We look after each other. OK?

Yes.

OK.

Let's go home. OK?

Where are we going?

Where are you going? Take me with you!

Dennis! Take me with you!

Not yet.

I'm in charge of this one.

I want this to be a surprise.

No! DENNIS!

LOCK CLANKS, SHE SOBS

DOORBELL Yeah?

DOORBELL Yes. Yes?!

Yes, yes, yes!

Hi.

Come on in.

God, what time do you people work until?

This is not what I'm used to.

This is not what I'm used to. What's happened?

You were right about Dr Sunny.

He wasn't robbed. We found the money.

Please, don't look at those and tell me you get used to it.

Jesus.

With a guy like this, you've got no guarantees

except that he hates himself and hates what he's doing.

So much so that he wants to be stopped.

If he wants to be caught, then why is he hiding?

No, not caught, stopped.

You're heading the investigation, he knows you're in charge,

he's never even met you,

but he's trying to make you responsible for his crimes.

If you think like Pavlov's dog, you'll get nowhere.

Try and think like him, think like you're desperate.

When we get to this bit in Manchester,

we pour a bucket of cold water over him.

You have to recognise this man's pain.

I can't do that. Dr Sunny's left three children...

Not your problem. ..aged five, seven and eleven.

It's not your concern.

I still don't buy the motive.

A wealthy exporter and an obstetrician.

If we can't connect them,

we can't make a case. An obstetrician?

You were with me when I viewed the office.

It's on the door.

Not in English, it's not.

Some babies survive,

some babies don't get that far.

Miscarriage.

Abortion?

What does an abortion cost on the island these days?

$6,000.

Six and a half.

Maybe.

Right.

She finds out she's pregnant...

..she goes to see about an abortion, he finds out,

kills Dr Sunny.

I still don't understand what Peter Yang's murder has to do with this.

A glittering example of success.

This guy's got everything that our man hasn't got.

The killer's wife's planning to abort the child

that they both know they can't afford.

Otherwise, why stuff that amount, that precise amount,

down Dr Sunny's throat?

But why not stick it in the bank if you're that skint?

Because the money is not as important as the principle.

It hangs together.

Yeah.

Like a wrestler's plums.

Do you, Su Lin Tang,

honour the promise

that you will take this man

Dennis Colin Philby

as your lawful wedded husband?

I do.

Do you, Dennis Colin Philby,

honour the promise that you will take this woman,

Su Lin Tang,

to have and to hold

to love and to cherish...

..and to love and vow to protect her,

for as long as you both shall live?

I do.

You may now kiss the bride.

This is the happiest day of my life.

SHE SNIFFS

SHE SPEAKS CANTONESE

These are this week's patients for termination.

Are there normally that many?

SHE SPEAKS CANTONESE

In summer, yes.

SHE SPEAKS CANTONESE

These are all the appointments from the day of the murder.

We'll have to work through these.

Yep.

CHILDREN CHATTER

Catherine?

DCI Janet Lee Cheung.

When I read about the murder,

I didn't know what to do.

I'm nearly four months already.

And your parents don't know?

My parents work for the government.

And your boyfriend?

He's a student teacher.

Your last appointment with Dr Sunny was on the 17th at 2:00pm.

I was on my way back to school, but I realised I'd left my bag.

I used a handbag to make me look older.

You went back to surgery?

You saw Dr Sunny?

He was with a patient.

I got the bag and left. I didn't see the man's face, not really.

The man?

An Englishman.

His back was to me.

Why English? Why not Caucasian?

White? I don't know.

Maybe I picked out words or an accent before I knocked.

Could you identify him?

Fair hair.

He had a briefcase on his knee.

Promise you won't say anything to my dad.

Please?

What are you going to do?

I don't know.

SHE SNIFFS

Ring me if you need to.

You've got my number.

Are you all right?

You do?

You don't?

You do? Don't.

But I will.

Ellison's complaining about how much we're spending on you.

Yes, well, you did try and warn him. Waiter!

Another bottle of this when you're ready.

So...

Have you ever said it?

Said what?

You've never cracked, pinned him to the wall

and told him what an arsehole he is.

That's not my opinion.

You just don't like him.

Oh, and you do?

The Brit with no talent in your job.

That is loyalty approaching self-abuse.

That's a very nasty English habit you've picked up.

I can think of worse.

Your parents wouldn't agree with that, would they?

They had much bigger plans for you.

I bet you had to fight them to get into the police force, didn't you?

What does your father do?

He's a stockbroker.

Taught you English from so high.

I was taught lots of languages.

Yeah, but this is an English colony.

You're surrounded by 18-carat Englishters,

but he chose to have you tutored

in the language of opportunity by an American.

What does he think of Ellison?

At least Ellison's honest.

I think the worst kind of Europeans are those who

have strong opinions about what other Europeans are doing here.

Oh.

Well, a fly-by lecture tour is hardly a phase of occupation.

Not unless I start farting Land Of Hope And Glory

to introduce a lecture on white-collar crime.

Which I like to think I've grown out of.

Do you often do lecture tours?

First and last.

Planeload of wanky academics flying around the world

pretending it's a mercy dash.

"Oh, we must exchange cultures. Yes, we must exchange cultures."

I've seen more cultures on a pasteurised yoghurt.

So, were you happy when we came along?

Sure. Not nearly as happy as my wife.

Scunthorpe.

KNOCKING

Su Lin?

SHE SPEAKS CANTONESE

Su Lin?

DOORBELL RINGS

I hope that's the granny.

SHE SPEAKS CANTONESE

Her daughter left home on Tuesday night, hasn't called since.

Just before the murder.

What murder?

Dr Sunny. Did you know him?

What's Dr Sunny got to do with Su Lin?

You didn't know she was pregnant?

She consulted him about a termination.

SHE SPEAKS CANTONESE

She never turned up for the appointment.

SHE SPEAKS CANTONESE

She wouldn't do that.

Oh, shit.

You know whose house we're in, don't you?

METAL CLANKS

SHE SCREAMS

SHE SCREAMS AND CRIES OUT

SHE SCREAMS AND SHOUTS

Come in.

Dennis Philby? Gerald Freeman. We've met.

Have we?

Patrick Lee's birthday party at the Correspondents' Club. Octoberish.

You're a friend of Patrick's?

You're kidding. We're like brothers.

Your wife's something big in the legal eagle world.

You've a good memory. Is she all right? Kids all right?

No kids.

Right, not that good a memory, then.

Dennis Philby.

SHE SPEAKS CANTONESE

Check his diaries and his phone log.

Let's find him.

I don't know what you want me to say.

Congratulations wouldn't go amiss.

It's taken me long enough to persuade her.

Mrs Dennis Philby.

Sounds really weird.

Feels really weird, I tell you.

She needs a passport. You just say yes, don't you?

About a year ago,

a batch of marriage certificates disappeared from the printers,

selling for $20-30,000.

This isn't even a good copy.

I've seen them for sale myself down Temple Street market.

But you know what the joke is?

It literally isn't worth the paper it's printed on.

They're pointless, Dennis.

The only passports issued were high-yield emigres.

Hyenas if you want to be cynical.

The UK tried to make out it was a refugee rescue.

But the only status they targeted

since Patten pitched camp is big business.

If you're on that list, you wouldn't be here now.

Look, I'm a Briton, I want a passport for my wife.

If this is all you've got, she is not your wife.

I married Su Lin Tang yesterday and it's my bloody right

to take her to England with me. Hey, calm down.

I should be notifying the police now. I won't.

Turn round and go.

We'll forget I ever saw this stuff.

20 grand in cash.

I didn't hear that.

30.

This is my job. 40. Please.

Look, I am trying to do you a bloody big favour here.

And really the best thing you could do right now is just piss off. OK?

OK, I'm going.

THEY SPEAK CANTONESE

..Dennis Philby, P-H-I-L-B-Y...

Su Lin!

Su Lin.

Su Lin.

It's all right, I'm here.

I'm coming back, OK?

I'm coming back.

We'll be together, I promise you.

I love you.

Dennis.

Dennis!

DENNIS!

Dennis, don't go!

Dennis!

DENNIS!

This doesn't make sense.

What does he want?

Philby came here this morning. We found this in this fella's desk.

He married her?

Let me get this serial number checked.

THEY SPEAK CANTONESE

I have a shipment ready to move.

I have to get it on tomorrow's ten o'clock to Southampton.

HUBBUB

HE SPEAKS CANTONESE

Move!

Right.

I think we're beyond civilian assistance right now, don't you?

Me?

Enjoy the money, it's been a pleasure meeting.

Thank you, Dr Fitzgerald. I thought he was a participant?

Measured by what?

His results or the money?

You only know it's him because he ran.

He only ran because he was chased.

The only thing you've got to link him to his victims

is his girlfriend who's not here.

Good luck, Gordon. Where's that canteen? You stay.

It's a bit premature for a cultural coup.

If he goes, I go.

You shouldn't be talking to me without my lawyer.

We'll get you a duty lawyer.

I don't want a duty lawyer.

Willie Teng is my lawyer. I want him here.

Don't be awkward.

Just answer the questions.

You murdered Peter Yang for money.

He wrote you a cheque.

That was Monday.

The date on the cheque was Monday.

His wife confirms that his handwriting looks strange.

It's because he wrote the cheque under duress.

Rubbish.

Your dabs are all over his cheque book.

I'm being questioned for murder

because I happened to hold somebody's cheque book?

No, you're being questioned for murder

because your girlfriend checked in with Dr Sunny for an abortion.

Dr Sunny, who you murdered in,

and please don't take this too personally,

a manner befitting a boy from Romford.

What?

The only time I ever went to Romford,

I was chasing this undergraduate nymphomaniac

whose parents were away for the weekend.

Neither of which turned out to be true.

There I was under her window going, "Go on, Mitzi, gie us a shag."

And Dad came flying out the front door and smacked me in the mouth.

Who's he?

If ever you're passing through England, you must look me up.

I can offer you a 10% discount.

On account of the fact that

I feel as if I already know what makes you tick.

Murderous when provoked.

Were you provoked, Dennis? No.

Never?

Never provoked?

Have you ever won anything, Dennis? How much are you paying this joker?

Peter Yang was killed with a business trophy.

I just wondered how significant that was.

It's not as if you're one of 11 children, Dennis.

I'm just wondering where all that competition came from.

Only son of a carpenter. Mother's name begins with M.

Mary.

Maureen.

Gloria.

No, I was cheating, of course,

I peeked at the notes that my colleagues

had faxed through from London.

He's been talking to your family.

What have you said? Me?

Three dead bodies, blood all over the place,

in all the newspapers, blah-de-blah-de-blah.

As you do.

So, only child.

Working class family.

Middle of Romford. What's the name of the firm again?

Jack Philby and Company Joiners.

Didn't fancy the business yourself? No.

Couple of O-Levels talked you out of it.

Three A-Levels, chemistry, physics and business studies.

Business studies!

Ha!

Bloody hell, Dennis.

If these aren't grounds for suing them for the course fees,

I don't know what are.

I wouldn't trust you with a piggy bank.

So...

You're explaining to your family

while their lifestyle isn't good enough for them,

cos you've set your heights sky-high since you've blossomed into a...

HE IMITATES A BUGLE

..educated Essex boy.

At one time considered to be a contradiction in terms.

How are they taking it?

He's proud of me.

Does he say as much?

Yes.

He lied.

Skilled worker in a traditional occupation.

Nothing he wants more than the whole ritual of bringing up a child,

setting him free,

only to have him flying straight back.

Stick to his dad like shit to an army blanket.

Join the firm, take the wages, move two streets away.

"I don't know what I'm doing wrong, can't get rid of the lad."

But inside he's singing.

Huge compliment for a man like that.

Don't you dare take the piss out of my father.

You did.

You must have done.

You think my education was wasted.

You're a middle-aged shrink and the best you can come up with

is a few naff Essex jokes.

You're really original.

Proud of Essex?

Yes.

And your parents?

Yes.

You love your family so much, you chose to live 6,000 miles away.

Totally different life, in totally the opposite direction.

Running from what?

Running from nothing. That was business. Ah.

Which was going so well,

you just wanted to share it with the rest of the world.

If that's how you want to put it, yes.

No.

Your business had collapsed, Dennis.

You are filth.

F-I-L-T-H.

Failed in London, try Hong Kong.

You came here to run away and escape from your failure, Dennis.

That's all right. That's half the Brits on the island.

Peter Yang persuaded me to set up here

cos he knew we'd make a killing.

Pardon your Freudian French.

I'd have thought a man like you

would be more sympathetic to your victims.

Peter Yang, a millionaire, whose only failing was

he'd got everything he'd ever wanted.

Or Dr Sunny,

whose failing wasn't actually that he was going to perform an abortion

but that he had the power to control your future.

This is all wind and piss, you've got the wrong man.

No, Dennis.

You've got the wrong man.

The Victorians came by boats, you know.

Pissing themselves with glee.

You know why they called it The Fragrant Harbour?

It wasn't the herbs and the spices.

It certainly wasn't the shellfish.

No.

It was the smell of crisp pound notes and cash registers.

Turn it on.

They came, they saw, they conquered.

Just like you, Dennis.

Big boys' playground.

You only had to be here to look successful to your family.

Can you turn the light on, please?

Course, we should never have been here to begin with, really.

India was a doddle, cos the masses were passive.

We plundered the Commonwealth with scarce a squeak.

But we really overstretched ourselves when we came out here.

Do you know why?

Because they want success even more than we do.

It's written all over your face.

And his and mine.

Gweilos, white ghosts.

We are visitors, Dennis.

You would never belong here.

Turn it on! TURN IT ON!

Sit down! Turn it on!

HE SHOUTS

DCI Cheung.

SHOUTING CONTINUES

Sit down, mate.

I want you to stop this pantomime.

I think that's a mistake, Sir.

I don't give a shit. Get him out of there.

No.

Get him out.

No.

When I said "family", you said "him".

When I said "parents", you said "him".

You do have a mother, you know, Dennis.

He didn't carve you out of block wood.

Dated 1985.

Why does your mother not count as family?

Who do you think you favoured, Dennis?

Mother or father? Him.

Really?

You've changed your hair colour.

Before that was allowed, you must have been the spit of her.

No. Oh, yes.

You've got the wrong man.

The man we're looking for

kills his victims in the dark before dressing them.

Ties their hands like that.

Anybody you know, Dennis?

No.

So, you're terrified of the dark, and you're ashamed of your mum.

Is that common in Romford?

What did you see in the dark, Dennis?

Please don't do this.

What did you see, Dennis?

HE WHIMPERS

You can't scare me, Dennis.

You're trembling, look.

I can help you.

Just tell me. I can't see anything.

If I phone the house, who do I speak to first? Mother or Father?

It'll tear him apart.

He'll blame me.

He doesn't know.

No.

Your little secret. Yours and your mother's.

That you're somebody else's son.

I'm not.

Every year, you get a little older, look a little less like your father

until it gets embarrassing.

You're only a child and every time you stick your face in the mirror,

you look more like that man.

That man who made love to your mother.

He's written all over your face.

Till one day, your father gives a sideways glance

and he knows.

He knows that you and your mother have been lying to him

for all these years and you're the one he'll blame.

It wasn't my fault.

You didn't tell him.

I didn't know what was going on. We were going to the library.

You were her alibi.

Libraries aren't dark.

Garages are.

What kind of garage? Repair shop.

You're smelling the petrol.

You're smelling the oil.

They push you into a corner.

Push you into an office.

"Play with your books, Dennis.

"Read your books."

How can you read your books when they put the light out?

How can you do anything when you put the light out?

They've locked the door.

You're rattling the handle, kicking, screaming to be let out.

All you can hear is grasping and groaning.

That's your mother out there. What's happening to her?

She's shagging him.

You're guessing.

I took a torch. The third time, I took a torch.

You saw him?

Yes.

Did she take you again?

On Mondays.

Library day.

And you stopped kicking.

That man's banging your mum out there and you let it happen?!

You let it happen.

Cos she's telling you, you'll hurt your dad if you open your mouth.

"The family will fall apart and you don't want to cause that."

So you sit in the dark with your torch and your books

and pretend you don't know what's going on.

Pretend it never crossed your mind how far back they went.

Before you.

And you're on the way to school

and your dad thinks you're not talking to him

because he's done something wrong.

He's laughing.

Because he's running out of lists of things he could have done.

Then he gives up, but you still can't speak.

Then a Sunday afternoon you get back from your nan's

and he's looking at you like he hates you.

Really hates you.

HE SNIFFS

You can't see her, but she's crying somewhere.

Your nan walks you to school now and nobody says a word about it.

It takes what seems like years for him to open his mouth again

and when he does, his voice sounds different.

You just keep wishing you could get out from under his feet.

When he gives you your first wodge of money to start your own business,

you know exactly why he's doing it.

This is bloody Biblical, Dennis.

If you hadn't murdered three people,

I'd be weeping into a bucket, I really would.

What you've just given me is the highly digestible notion

that people aren't nice to each other.

Is that your secret?

Is that your excuse?

Three dead bodies. Three more families liquidised.

When I left home, she left home.

He's sitting there on his own and he's done nothing wrong.

When Su Lin got pregnant, I knew that was my ticket home.

I get a baby.

Something that's mine, something I cherish.

I take it to England and I show it to him, not her.

Him.

I'm showing him a beautiful family.

I'm wanting him to know that I'm not like that, I'm not like her.

I want him to feel we belong to him.

But she wanted to abort.

She didn't think we were ready.

She'd no idea how ready I was.

I'm saying it's my biggest chance and she's just not buying it.

The business is bombing, the colony's bombing,

and I've spent just about as long away from home as I can.

I knew she'd never be solid about it.

I couldn't trust her word

she wouldn't go off and do it behind my back.

She was never a good liar.

Was?

She's dead.

I killed her.

What about the others?

Peter Yang, Dr Sunny and the civil servant.

You'll repeat this in front of a lawyer?

Yes.

Where's the body?

I've lost a wife and child like he's lost a wife and child.

So, when he comes to see me, we'll understand each other.

He's lying. He's not.

Forensics found human hair in the boot of his car.

And blood.

We know it's her type because of the doctor's record.

Please just listen to him.

It's Camberwick Green. All he's confessed to is just fantasy.

His fantasies are all tagged in the morgue if you need another look?

No, her, her.

If he'd killed her, he would have confessed in the first five seconds.

Dr Fitzgerald, we needed a confession, we got a confession.

Why the hell would he confess...? Why do you think, you vacuous shite?

You just pissed on your chips. Please leave the building now!

She is alive, and he knows where she is.

Folic acid.

Iron pills for pregnant women.

So?

Me laddo was arrested buying them, and he's not up the stick, is he?

Wherever he's got her, he planned to keep her there till she gave birth.

Without him, she'll die.

I can't take responsibility for letting him go.

If you wait for the Commissioner's decision, she's going to die.

If she dies, you take responsibility for both those lives.

We've no guarantee he'll lead us straight to her.

Leave it to me. I guarantee he will.

OK.

Pick a lawyer.

He confessed. A confession extracted under duress.

You're not qualified to take confessions.

You're a civilian, Dr Fitzgerald,

and you've just jeopardised my entire investigation.

I want to see my client. That man is guilty.

It doesn't matter whether he's guilty any more, you jerk.

You put words into his mouth, you've screwed my case.

I want you out of this building.

I want to see my client now.

Mr Philby.

My name is Sam Kai, I've been assigned.

I'm going to get you out of here.

You've been asked to make a statement on tape.

That's not going to happen.

You don't say anything to anybody until we have talked.

No.

They've got no evidence against you.

They had no right to hold you in the first place.

Why didn't you call a lawyer?

I tried. OK.

THEY SPEAK CANTONESE

They've got my car. They took my car away.

You get your things, I'll handle the car.

They're letting you go, Dennis.

Me too.

I suppose a lift's out of the question?

I don't want to talk to this man.

I don't want to talk to this man. Car keys. Car keys!

You're a liar, Dennis.

But I know your little secret.

I don't want to talk to you.

Su Lin's not dead. You haven't killed her.

You know what the real tragedy is? Shut up!

You're too late. She's already had the termination.

What?

Ten days ago when you were in Macau.

She made all your decisions for you.

She doesn't trust you, you see. You lying bastard.

Have you spoken to the mother, Wei Wei?

I have.

CAR BEEPS

I'll see you in my office in about an hour.

ENGINE ROARS, TYRES SCREECH

And drive carefully.

Now he'll go to her.

We've got two cars tailing him from the other side.

He's not stupid.

HE SPEAKS CANTONESE

THEY SPEAK CANTONESE

SPEECH OVER RADIO

They lost him on the other side of the tunnel.

What?!

SPEECH OVER RADIO

He must have other premises in Kowloon.

No.

If he's renting, he's not spending money to his account.

What is there in Kowloon for him?

With a pride that big, there's only one place,

one person he's gonna take it to.

His father. He's gonna take her to England. Tough shit.

We've got his documents. He won't get through the ports.

Maybe he doesn't have to show his face.

He's moving boxes and crates all the time, isn't he?

That's what he does for a living.

There was an export order booked from his factory.

Documents were on the office wall.

He's gone bust. What's he supposed to be exporting?

That's where freight's stored in shipping crates.

Tsing Yi Island.

His second home. That's where he'll be.

METAL RATTLES

CLANKING METAL

Dennis?

Dennis?

You bitch!

You bloody whore!

Why are you saying that?

Dennis!

OK. They've found him.

SIRENS WAIL

Put your guns away. No guns.

I lied, Dennis.

I lied.

There was no abortion.

I lied so you'd come here.

So I'd find Su Lin.

The lawyer was a copper.

I'm afraid we all lied, because none of us want her to die.

ENGINE STARTS

Look at me, Dennis.

Look at me!

On my children's lives, Dennis.

On my children, Su Lin is still carrying your baby.

If you still need proof that you're entitled to a future,

just look at the woman.

She's been with you for five years.

Does she think you're a foreign body?

No. She loves you.

She's the only woman you've ever met

who doesn't give a shit about the baggage.

If you feel pushed out now, that's not her fault.

We should never have been here.

None of us. It's not just you!

TYRES SCREECH

Argh!

Don't worry, we'll open the door.

THEY SPEAK CANTONESE

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