All language subtitles for S19E09

-MAN: Careful, Dan.
-Oh, could you pass me that?

MAN: Right, darling. Fine.

Right, you take this one.

That's it.

WOMAN: There we go.

MAN: Okay, just
cast out slowly, Dan.

Just reel it.

Slowly, slowly, slowly.

How's it going?

Oh, no.

I hope I haven't
burnt the sausages.

-Five minutes.
-MAN: Okay.

WOMAN: Dan, in the car!

MAN: Just leave everything!

WOMAN: Drive!
MAN: Move! Move! Move!

-Quickly.
-WOMAN: Get in the car!

-MAN: Dan, run!

-DCI Sally Butcher.
-Thomas Chamberlain.

-This is Nikki Alexander.
-Hi.

Keep your eyes open.

Right now, we don't know
if this was a targeted attack

or a case of
mad gunman on the loose.

We have preliminary IDs
from their wallets.

Chris Chandler and Kate Blair,

both pronounced
dead by paramedics.

Single entry
wound to the temple.

Two entry wounds
to the throat and chest.

THOMAS: DCI,

the driver's phone.

Thanks.

Get tech support
to get the lock off.

Jack Hodgson, forensics.

DCI Sally Butcher.

Why do you suppose
she's not in the front?

JACK: They obviously
left in a hurry.

Everything's been abandoned.

First responders
said the engine
was still running.

THOMAS: Enough time
to get in the car,

not enough to get away.

JACK: Something alerted them.

THOMAS: Gunshots?
JACK: They didn't
stand a chance.

And we're back
to mad gunman on the loose.

DS Malcolm Guillam, local CID.

DCI Sally Butcher.

Where's your partner,
DS Guillam?

Re-assigned.
I'm retiring in a month.

Philippa.

You know the area, Malcolm?

Yeah. A little bit.

Good. Take DC Rule here

and canvass all nearby
properties for witnesses.

Malcolm.

Butcher.

Might have a third victim.

Three plates, three stools
and this,

a kid's phone.

Freshly trod path.

Could be the shooter.

Could be a fleeing victim.

MALCOLM: We may have
a gunman on the loose.

PHILIPPA: Kevin Ivers,
electrician.

Says he heard shots
about 1:00 p.m.,
but he thought nothing of it,

'cause the Army
trains in the hills.

MALCOLM: Okay.

Better verify that, hadn't we?

They made it to the water.

Butcher.

-MALCOLM: Ah.
-Molly. Molly.

MALCOLM: Sorry to bother you.

We're investigating a shooting

that took place this morning
down by the river.

-A shooting?
-MALCOLM: Mmm.

My God. Is anyone hurt?

Hmm.

Have you seen or heard
anything out of the ordinary,
Miss...

Claudia.

-Claudia Baxter.
-Mmm-hmm.

I did see a car this morning
that I didn't recognise.

And that's a rare occurrence?

Well, we're pretty cut off
up here.

-What time was this?
-About 12:00, 12:30.
I was walking the dog.

What can you tell us
about the car?

The driver seemed lost.

I thought about asking
if he needed directions,
but then he sped up.

You think you might
recognise him again?

I suppose I might, yeah.

SALLY: He must have
seen everything.

He might even be able
to ID our killer.

If he pulls through.

The killer may not
know he survived.

I guess there's no chance
we can keep that under wraps?

Unlikely.

We can try.

PHILIPPA: What we doing here,
Sarge?

It's an old case.

You want to talk about it?

MALCOLM: I don't think so,
DC Rule.

'Cause I never got the bastard
who did it.

Hello?

Amy, it's Simon Forsyth.

Long time, no speak.

Simon. Hello.

Listen, Amy,
I'll cut to the chase.
I need a favour.

-Okay?
-Friend of mine's
in a spot of bother.

Stomach wound, to be exact.

Look, can't you just take him
to A & E?

I'm afraid not.

Look, I'm sorry.
I can't help you, Simon.

Well,
that's a bit disappointing.

I mean, given all the help
I've extended to you
over the years.

Medical school fees
and so on.

Well, it's not like
you got nothing in return.

Listen, Amy, if I could avoid
troubling you with this,
I would. Honestly.

But I can't.

I'm in a bit of a bind.

I'll text you the address.

Thank you.

Phone's registered
to Chris Chandler.

Had a spin through
his recent activity.

Three pictures taken
on Thursday night stood out.

Can you see what I see?

I see bags of something white.

And a lot of it.

JACK: Those curtains
could help with location.

What did Chandler do?

Accountant,
according to DVLA records.

Maybe their records
were out of date.

SALLY: If he was dealing coke,
that could be motive.

But what are the photos about?

Want to help me give his house
a once-over?

You bet.

-Hello, ma'am.
-Shona.

Security camera,

alarm, a new lock.

A lot of security
for a safe area.

Kate Blair's sister, Anna,
she's in a bad way.

Okay, thanks.

SALLY: Anna,
can I ask you a question?

Your sister's boyfriend,
Chris,

did you get on with him?

Yeah. He...

He was great.

Why?

What kind of accountancy work
did he do?

He worked for
a software company.

Why are you
asking me about Chris?

Was Chris involved in drugs?

What?

Chris was the straightest guy
you ever met.

I doubt he smoked a joint
in his life.

So why do you think
he installed
the camera outside?

He didn't.

My sister did.

SALLY: Okay.
Why did she install it?

Her ex.

Kate was going through
a very ugly divorce.

What's her husband's name?

Miles Blair.

And is Miles
Dan's biological father?

-Yeah.
-SHONA: He's being notified
as we speak, ma'am.

Then you need to be at the
hospital when he gets there.

What did Miles do to warrant
new locks and a camera?

He'd been hanging
around the house.

Forced his way in a few times.

A couple of months ago,
he turned up to take Dan out,

but Dan wasn't feeling well.

Miles went berserk.

He was convinced
Dan was faking it

and my sister
had put him up to it.

It got so bad, Dan locked
himself in the bathroom

and Miles
kicked the door down.

And what happened?

I think, when he saw Dan
hiding in the corner

crying his eyes out,

he came to his senses.

Kate turned 40 yesterday.

JACK: Butcher.

I need to see my son.
Let me in the room, woman.

I need to be with him.
I'm his father. I have rights.

SHONA: Dan's been placed
in a medically induced coma...

Yeah, I'm not deaf!
I heard what the doctor said.
He needs to hear my voice.

You don't know
what he can hear
and what he can't.

Mr Blair,
you've had a terrible...

Oh, spare me
the patronising bullshit.

Mr Blair,
if you want to help your son,

you need to let
the medical staff
do their jobs.

-Who the hell are you?
-Sally Butcher.

I'm leading the inquiry
into your ex-wife's murder

and that of Mr Chandler.

Wife. We weren't divorced yet.

-Noted. I apologise.
-I don't want to talk to you.

Get the doctor back.
I want to see my son.

Mr Blair, I am a doctor.
And everything
you said is correct.

People have woken from comas

and recalled not
just the comfort
of familiar voices,

but entire conversations
word for word.

So it is crucial
that we get you in there.

And as soon as
he's stable, we will.

SALLY: Mr Blair,
we need to talk in private.

We heard there
was an altercation
involving a bathroom door.

-Shame on you.
-Excuse me?

My wife of 10 years is dead.

My son's in a coma.

How dare you suggest I had
anything to do with this?

Anna told you that,
didn't she?

Answer the question, please.

Okay. Yeah.
I lost my rag, that's all.

And did what?

I kicked down
the bathroom door.

We recovered this message
from a locked drawer
in your wife's house.

MILES ON RECORDING: Kate,
I want to make something
crystal clear to you.

Call it fair warning,
call it whatever
the hell you want.

I love my son.
I know you think
I don't, but I do.

And if you keep
coming between us,

what happens next is as much
on your head as it is on mine.

I'll come at you
with everything I've got.

SALLY: Can you confirm
you left that message?

Okay, ready to turn. Thanks.

-Okay.
-WOMAN: Ready?

NIKKI: Yep.

There we are.

Right.

What, you've never made
an empty threat
when you're angry?

Not quite like that, no.

Certainly not
in such a volume.

"The words 'evil bitch'
don't begin to do you justice.

"You are systematically
brainwashing our son,

"turning him into
a total stranger

-"just to get back at me."
-Okay. Enough.

What do you want me to say?

Where were you this afternoon
between 12:00 and 3:00?

At my flat.

-Alone?
-Yes.

I own a bar.

People who run bars
are late to bed
and late to rise.

-Are we done?
-Almost.

When did you last see Kate?

A fortnight ago,
when I dropped Dan off.

Amicable?

Very.

We hugged.

Can I go now?

-Anna did say
things had mellowed.
-I know his species.

The kind who gives himself up
to his rage

and only sees the damage
when it's well and truly done.

The door's kicked in
and someone's crying
in the corner.

Doesn't make him
a killer, though.

No, it doesn't.

And in most family
annihilation cases,

the father
turns the gun on himself.

Well, I'm done.

I can confirm
that Dan wasn't shot.

And his major injuries
come from falling in the river
and striking his head.

I found what I think
is a bone fragment in his arm

that I expect comes from
one of the other victims.

But he still got away?

When I broke
the news to Miles,

he said that Dan wasn't
supposed to be there.

What do you mean?

He was supposed to be at
some football camp.

Why didn't you
mention this before?

Sorry, everything just
happened so fast.

If Miles expected
Kate and Chris to be alone...

-Do you really think
he shot them?
-SALLY: Possibly.

Or he paid someone else to.

He runs a bar. Perfect job
to make unsavoury contacts.

Well, if the gunman
didn't expect Dan to be there,

it might explain his escape.

I'm here to see Mr Forsyth.

Look at you.

Not a day older.

Come here.

Let's get this over with, eh?

Please.

MAN: I've never been
in the business of
letting my friends down,

and I don't
intend to start now.

Reading between the lines,
they'll wheel out the B-team

if I'm not part
of the delegation.

I want to postpone.
But only by a few days.

She's young.
Does she know
what she's doing?

-Listen,
I'm more than happy to...
-She knows what she's doing.

Do you have a sterilising kit?

I don't know. Do we?

Er, no, sir.

Then I'm going to need some
cooled boiled water,
a clean cloth,

a plastic bag
and some paper towels,
if you have them.

Thank you.

The damndest thing.

Tripped over the rug
and fell on my own bottle.

I don't need to know.
And I don't want to know.

Get on with it, then.

I'm going to need some light.

Are you done or what?

What the hell
did that creep do,
Simon?

-Did he hurt someone?
-Amy.

I saw those scratches
on his neck.

You were right first time.
You don't want to know.

Why didn't you tell me
that he was the patient?

Because then you
wouldn't have come.

You're bloody right
I wouldn't.

He didn't even recognise me.

No. No, I don't believe
he did.

He needs a hospital,
by the way.

I cleaned the wound,
but there might be some
debris deeper inside,

and I'm not equipped
to deal with it.

He may already have an
intraperitoneal haemorrhage,

and it could be fatal.

In that case, I need you to be
on standby if he deteriorates.

I'm not covering
up for him, Simon.

I've just told you
I'm not equipped to do that.

Then we will source a secure,
well-stocked clinic
where you are.

You're such an arsehole,
Simon.

I'm sorry to
drag you into this.

You're not sorry enough
to find someone else.

There is no one else.

-Not with your
skill and discretion.
-Oh, just don't.

And not with our history.

Thanks, Amy.

CLARISSA: Hello,
I just want to check

that I got all the evidence
from the River Malt
crime scene.

Seem to be missing a picnic
blanket, that's all.

Thanks.

Bit of bone.
Bit of yellow bone.

When you get a chance,
will you have a look?

And if you can,
pull a DNA profile.

THOMAS: Chris Chandler
has a single shot
to the temple,

penetrating the frontal lobe.

Would have been
instantaneously fatal.

There are partially healed
bruises on his arms.

Look like grip marks.

Similar colouring
to his chest and shoulder.

And not sustained
during the shooting?

From the yellowing, I'd say
they're a couple of days old.

Two days before
he's shot dead,

he gets into a fight.

Be good to know who with.

Wow,
there's a distinctive burn
to his upper back.

Something with
uniform holes in it.

I don't know.

Some sort of heater possibly.

It's partially healed,
like the grip marks.

So likely sustained
during the fight.

Maybe he stumbled back
and landed on it?

THOMAS:
The burns are full thickness
and there's skin loss.

May have left something
on the object.

We should check out
Chandler's workplace

-and everywhere else
he's been in recent days.
-Agreed.

NIKKI: Victim is
a previously healthy

40-year-old female
identified as Kate Blair.

THOMAS:
Gunshot wound to the chest,
causing bleeding into the lung

and a tracheal wound that
would have impaired breathing.

She would have drowned
in her own blood.

Both bullets entered her body
at roughly 45-degree angles,

suggesting she was shot
from the side of the car.

What's yet to be determined is

the cause of this void area
in the blood.

Blood sprayed
from the trachea wound.

But there was an obstruction
causing this void.

What kind of obstruction?

Well, something positioned
between Kate and
the right rear window.

Well, what about her son?

She shields him
from the gunfire,

he catches the splatter,
then escapes?

No.

We think he was in
the passenger footwell.

I found fibres
from his jacket there,

plus the passenger door
was left open.

One explanation could be
there was a fourth
person in the car.

We've got no friends or family
of the victims missing.

No one coming into A & E
with gunshot wounds.

We'll process
all the diffused blood

and see if it yields
a fourth DNA profile.

There's red acrylic fibre

under the fingernails
of her right hand,

suggesting she gripped
this material in her fist.

SALLY: So what was it?

JACK: Hang about.

Yes, I found red fibres
in the Volvo.

And scattered amongst
the picnic stuff.

Before you disappear,
there's a few things
I want to share with you.

Anomalies, really.

Hey.

Among the detritus
from inside the Volvo,

I found a shard
of brown glass.

The kind real ale bottles
are fashioned from.

But no beer bottles were found
at the crime scene.

Anomaly two,
also from the Volvo,

a pearl-studded slide

with long, dyed blonde hair
and conifer leaves,

from a Lawson cypress,
to be specific,
caught in the clasp.

None of
the victims had blonde hair,
long or otherwise.

Anomaly three,

a loose cover for
a picnic blanket
recovered from the field.

And that's
significant because?

We didn't find a blanket.

From the cover,
I was able to ID the make

and avail myself
of an identical one.
Would you mind?

The same red
fibres as we found
under Kate's fingernails.

Explains the scattered picnic.

The killer removed the blanket
from the scene.

The only reason he'd do that
is if he thought it
was incriminating.

Blood or DNA transfer, say.

NIKKI: A fourth victim would
explain these anomalies.

The void in the blood,
the hair slide,
the blonde hair.

If we're missing a body,

the killer must have taken it
from the scene.

Wrapped up in the blanket,
maybe.

Okay, give me
everything you've got

and we'll trawl
missing persons again.

Do you think
the missing victim

could tie up with
the photos on Chris' phone?

In what way?

Hidden life as a drug dealer,
hidden victim...

I don't know. I'm riffing.

Okay.

Well, in the spirit
of riffing,

I was thinking
about those pictures.

If you're dealing drugs,
you don't document it.

You're more
likely to do that...

If you're trying to blackmail
someone who is.

Now, that's a motive
for murder.

Finding out where that fight
took place is a priority.

Miles said he hadn't seen Kate
in a fortnight.

He never said
anything about Chris.

Oh, God, I hope Dan Blair
wakes up and starts talking.

Mmm.

MAN: You know what they say?

Scars look good on men.

It depends on the scar.

And the man.

You got a mouth on you.

I like it.

-Amy.

Amy.

Well, thank you for today.

Now, you must tell me
how much you feel I owe you.

I don't want your money.

Just your word
you'll never contact me again.

That's a little melodramatic,
don't you think?

Your word.

Okay.

You have it.

I don't want to speak ill
of the dead.

If speaking the truth
amounts to the same thing,

you're legally obliged to.

Chris definitely wasn't
himself lately.

-In what way?
-Every way.

Chris was our accountant
since '06.

He never gave less
than his all.

-That changed?
-He started turning up late.

Being unprepared for meetings.

Generally acting like
his mind was elsewhere.

The timing
couldn't have been worse.

We were about
to acquire a smaller,
German-based software...

Sorry, I'm not here
about your merger.

I'm here about
your late accountant.

Right.

I started keeping
a closer eye on Chris.

Look, I was convinced
he was fixing to leave

or covertly
working for a rival.

Is that too much detail?

Flashpoint came when
I found him poring
over a spreadsheet

that had nothing to do
with my company.

When I asked him point blank
if he was moonlighting,

he said the figures
related to his girlfriend's
divorce settlement.

Was he any more specific?

Chris thought Kate's ex
Miles Blair

was less than transparent
about his assets.

He was obsessed
with proving it.

Last week, did you notice
Chris sporting some injuries?

-Mmm.
-Did he offer an explanation?

He said he'd tripped
while out jogging.

When, exactly,
did this conversation happen?

Er, Friday morning.

And you're certain he didn't
have the injuries on Thursday?

Positive. Why?

What...

SALLY: You said
you hadn't seen Kate

since you dropped Dan off
two weeks ago.

That's right.

Was that also the last time
you saw Chris Chandler?

I think I glimpsed him
in the hall, yeah.

And that was the last time
you saw him?

Yes.

I need you to take it
right off, please.

Would you like to tell me
how you got those bruises?

I had to throw a drunk
out of my bar the other night.

He resisted.

-Any witnesses to that?
-Everyone had gone home.

Story of my life.

What about the drunk?
Can we talk to him?

I wouldn't know
where to find him.
He wasn't a regular.

Sorry.

Thank you.

The bruises, talk to me.

Yeah,
they look like grip marks.

Maybe trying to wrestle
someone to the ground.

Time-wise, could they match up
with Chris' healed bruises?

Potentially,
but there's no ring mark

or anything distinct to prove
they came into contact.

Did Kate tell
her sister anything
about a recent fight?

-No.
-That's weird.

Unless Kate
didn't know about it.

Surely Chris would tell her
if Miles attacked him, though?

It was her 40th the next day.

Maybe he didn't want to spoil
the party.

Then that leaves
the window of Thursday night
and a strange burn.

Put those together
and we can still
prove he's a liar.

It's mainly stuff
Soco's picked up
on the path by the river.

-Great.
-We'll start processing
this morning.

Is there something else?

Yeah.

Ten years ago,

a girl named Karen Myers
was found in the same
river as Dan Blair,

just a mile upstream.

Now, just like him,

she'd been
running for her life.

Your case?

One that got away.

Go on.

MALCOLM: Karen was
a medical student
at London Uni.

On the last night
she was seen alive,

she went to a party in Camden
with a girlfriend.

The party turned out to be
a damp squib,

so they decided to get
an early night.

Now, Karen's mate said
they parted company outside
Stockwell Tube.

Karen never made it home?

No. The body was
found the next day

in a river behind
a transport cafe
on the A23.

She was strangled?

But it was
the fall that killed her.

She was pumped
full of Rohypnol

and we found traces of semen.

DNA?

Water damage meant there
wasn't enough for a profile.

Who's this?

A waitress at the cafe
recalled a lorry driver

coming in that night
who she didn't know.

Seemed flustered.

You never ID'd him?

No. Back then, I had a theory

that Karen was abducted
by a lorry driver
on or near the A23

on her way back
to her halls in Stockwell.

He drove her out of the city,
drugged and raped her,

then she escaped at the cafe,
maybe while he was inside.

-NIKKI: Before falling
to her death in the dark?
-Mmm.

THOMAS: Did you tell
Butcher about this?

MALCOLM: I mentioned it, yeah.

She didn't press me
for details.

Look, er,

I'm retiring in a month.

Maybe I'm looking
for a connection
that doesn't exist.

We'll take a look.

Well, that's what you want,
isn't it?

Yeah.

It is.

Thank you.

I'll see you out.

Okay. Out with it.

I know her.

-Who, Karen Myers?
-No, her friend.

The one she said goodbye to
at Stockwell Tube,
Amy Coulter.

She did a placement
here at the Lyell
about five years ago.

-So, well after her friend
was murdered?
-Yes.

But she never mentioned it.

How well did you
get to know her?

We went out a few times.

More than a few times.

She was fun.
Made me feel 24 again.

Not that I was
ever in her league
in the partying stakes.

Well, I don't
believe that for a minute.
What happened, lose touch?

Couldn't hack the pace.

AMY: Nikki.

Amy.

-Great to see you.
-Yeah, you, too.

You've done so well.

-I'm not surprised.
-Thank you.

And how are you?

Yeah, good.
All the same.

So what brings you here?

Your friend. Karen Myers.

How do you know about Karen?

Her name's come up in a case
that I'm working on.

You were the last person
that saw her alive.

Well, last but one.

And what do you want to know?

Well, I've read the file,

but I guess,
for want of a better word,

some background
might be useful.

-Sorry...

Er, listen.
I can't really talk
about this right now.

Okay. When might be good?

I get off shift in
a couple of hours.
I can call you.

Yeah, sure.

Thanks.

Great, thanks.

Right, the bullet recovered
from Chris Chandler

allowed us to ID the gun.

A model of Heckler & Koch,
semi-automatic.

Discontinued five years ago.

-Heavy-duty weapon.
-Big time.

If it was a hit,
the killer could be ex-Army.

A batch of the exact same H&Ks
went missing nine years ago

en route from
Redhill Barracks to
a deactivation unit in Devon.

-Excuse me.

Clarissa.

I've spun through
Chris Chandler's
Internet history

and found multiple searches

for the Cave Bar in Mile End.

Well, maybe he was scouting
for his Kate's 40th?

Maybe. But it's the other side
of London and,

frankly,
looks more like the kind
of place you'd have your 21st.

Well, 40's the new 30, kid.

Yeah. I don't think
anyone under 40 got that memo.

So I've scaled up some images
for the Cave

and it has a small
outside bar area,

notable only for its
proliferation of gas heaters.

JACK: What do you think?

We're in the right place.

Some singed fibres
in the holes.

If we get
a match on the fibres
in Chris Chandler's clothes...

Have a look at this.

SALLY: Window looks familiar.

And the striped curtain.

REPORTER:
What about the others?

The, er, bone fragment
you pulled out of Dan's arm,

very interesting.

Interesting how?

In a word,

acne.

Chris Chandler was on to you.

He thought you were
lying about your assets,
and he was dead right.

You part-own the Cave Bar
in Mile End

that you paid for in cash
in 2012, correct?

-Yeah.
-And why did you not disclose
that property in your assets?

Kate was getting
enough out of me.

That's not
the only reason, is it?

JACK: The back window
of your property

is identifiable as the window
in these pictures

recovered from
Chris Chandler's phone.

Okay.

I cut up a bit of coke
once in a while.

Doesn't make me Pablo Escobar.

You weren't quite so relaxed
when Chris found you,
were you?

JACK: We also
recovered charred fibres
from a heater in your bar

that match a shirt
we found in Chris' house.

As you can see,
the size and shape
of the heater's grille

matches a distinctive burn
on his back.

A burn he sustained
no more than three days
before he died.

SALLY: But you told us
you haven't seen Chris
in a fortnight.

The funny thing is,
Chris didn't tell anyone.

Not the police, not Kate.

Which makes me think,
once the fight was over,

you and he came
to an agreement.

He had you over a barrel.

So I'm guessing his demands
were pretty unreasonable.

It would really
be in your interest
to answer my questions.

He wanted me to drop
all claim over Dan,

give Kate sole custody.

Did you agree to that?

Yeah.

-And were you happy about it?
-Well, what do you think?

I love my son.

Which is why your theory
that I'd hurt him
is such bullshit.

But you didn't plan
to hurt him, Miles.

You didn't even think
he was going to be there,
did you?

You thought he was
at football camp.

You do love your son.

No way were you going
to let Chris Chandler
take your son

as well as your wife.

He did not take my wife!

Okay.

Okay.

I know how bad this looks.

I should have come clean.

But I was scared.

I'm sure you were.

But before you were scared,
you were angry.

No.

I think, after one too many,

you did a stupid thing.

I had nothing to do
with those shootings.

You made a call,
handed over some cash

and set a chain in motion
you were powerless to stop,

-once you'd sobered up.
-I would never hurt Kate.

-I would never hurt Dan.
-What about Chris?

Was he the target?

Was he the only one
who was supposed to die?

You're not listening to me.

No, I'm listening
to the evidence.

Unlike you, it doesn't lie.

Results are back
on the shard of foreign bone

recovered from the back
of Dan's forearm.

NIKKI: Well,
whoever it belongs to
once took tetracycline,

a polyketide antibiotic
used to treat acne.

The side effect is
it turns the bone yellow.

None of our three
identified victims
had that colouring.

THOMAS: No, DNA confirms this.

Also tells us
the bone came from a female.

Which fits with
the jewelled hair slide
and dyed blonde hair

and a twist of turquoise silk

caught in one of the bullets
found in the car.

So why's no one reported
a fourth victim missing?

We can't know that
till we find out who she is.

-DNA didn't tell you?
-No match.

The answer could
be in those woods.

Leaves trapped
in her hair slide

suggest our mystery blonde
passed by or under

a conifer tree at speed.

Speed suggests chased.

But I've been through
every shot of the crime scene
pixel by pixel.

No conifers.

Find the tree,

find the girl.

Should we notify Butcher?

Always better to
ask forgiveness
than permission.

So says the man
who's about to retire.

I left her a voicemail.

So far,
she hasn't called me back.

This is where we found Karen.

NIKKI: "Amy"?

REPORTER: Although police
have not confirmed
details,

our understanding is that
a 12-year-old boy

was found
unconscious near the car

and is being treated
at Kingston Hospital.

Police
have sealed off a mile-long
stretch of the River Malt

and it's surrounding area
for forensic examination.

Detective Chief Inspector
Sally Butcher

said they were appealing
for witnesses.

MALCOLM: Either of you
own a dog?

I do. Yorkshire terrier.

And I know
every blade of grass
in my local park.

-We need a local with a dog.
-Yeah.

And I know where to find one.

Bellemeade Farm.

See you in a bit.

SALLY: Claudia Baxter's
ID is crucial.

I really only glimpsed him.

-Take your time, Claudia.

Well?

Ma'am.

Dan Blair, the boy,
he didn't make it.

Miles Blair, you are charged
under common law

that you murdered Kate Blair

and Chris Chandler

and your son Daniel Blair.

Oh, Jesus.

Conifers.

NIKKI: At last.
JACK: Hallelujah.

Jack.

JACK: Look.

The other half.

The hair comb broke off.

Looks like she forced her way
between the branches

and maybe fell here.

And left us a trail
in the process.

I think this was
made by a bullet.

Glanced the tree,

suggesting the shooter
was over there

and she was running away

towards the picnic.

He shot at her first.

Meaning the family
were just collateral damage,

wrong place, wrong time.

We've been looking down
the wrong end
of the telescope.

Help me! Help me!

Help me! Oh, my God!

Help me!

Help me!

Oh, my God!

Help me!