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I'm going to fake my death.

Don't let me down, now.

I can now declare John Darwin
missing, presumed dead.

Oh, hello. Could you tell me
who I need to speak to

about making
a life-insurance claim, please?

- To Dad.
- To John.

I am still having to
lie to my parents,

to strangers, and to our sons.

We can start again,

just the two of us,

and go back to
how it used to be.

Would you mind?

It's just a thing we do
with our clients.

We might have a little problem.

So you're saying we can't
actually live here?

I'm going to fly back to the UK

and tell the police
I've had amnesia.

Oh, I suppose you have
a brilliant alternative, do you?

Sadly, no, I don't.

Well, then.

"Well, then," what?

Me not having an alternative
to your terrible idea

does not then suddenly make
your terrible idea a good idea.

Why would you do this to me,
Anne?

Because you have doubted me
at every single stage of this.

Of our life, even.

And the thing is,
at every single stage,

I have proven you wrong.

Really?

Which I will do now, too.

I will go ahead with my plan.

We will be reunited
with the boys.

And we will be able
to start again

with a clean slate.

In actual fact,

John did, in the end,
entertain the notion

that his plan might not work
in its entirety,

and came up with
a fallback story,

which I had to learn
word for word.

'But there was no stopping him
returning to the UK...

...leaving me feeling as
powerless as I had ever felt...

All travelling to
Central London,

please follow signs
for the Heathrow Express

or the London Underground.

For more information,
please contact...

...and waiting, alone,

for what I knew was coming.

Excuse me?

Are you okay?
You look a bit upset.

I'm not sure.

I think I've lost my wife
and sons.

Where are we?

This is Tottenham Court Road.

No, I meant what city?

Okay, so I'm gonna
leave you here now.

You just tell them
what you told me,

and hopefully they can help you
work out what's going on.

Thank you.

Hi, there.

Are you a-a police officer?

I am. How can I help you, sir?

I think I might be
a missing person.

All right.
And why do you think that, then?

I-I think I have
a wife and sons,

but I don't know where they are.

I-I d-don't know
where I've been.

I d-- I don't remember anything.

And when you say
you can't remember anything...

Well, I...

I think I have amnesia,

because the last thing
I remember

is our holiday in Norway.

Okay, and do you know
when that was?

Summer 2000.

Okay.

Um, do you know what year
it is now, sir?

Winter 2000?

It's actually December 2007.

No.

Okay.
Do you remember your name?

Yes. Yeah, I do.

I do remember my name.

My name...

is Darwin.

John Darwin.

Okay. Can you just take a seat
over there for me

for a second, Mr. Darwin?
I'll be right back.

...all in order
and that kind of thing?

Yes, I work with-- yes...

I'm so sorry, so sorry,
so sorry.

That's okay.

- Hello?
- Uh, hi, there.

Can I speak to Mark Darwin, please?

Yes, speaking.

Uh, good evening.

My name is
Sergeant Clark Darby

from the West End Central
police station.

Oh. Eh... hello.

I've been in touch
with Hartlepool Police,

and I'm not really sure
how to say this,

so I'm just gonna
say it straight.

A man has just presented
himself at our front desk,

claiming to be your father.

Um... sorry, I'm at a wedding.

I can't--
I can't hear you very well.

Can you just give me 10 seconds?

Just wait.

Sorry, can you-- can you just
say that again, please?

For a second, I-I thought
you said my father.

Yeah, I did.

- My father's dead.
- Yeah.

Or, at least, I know
he was declared dead,

and obviously this guy
could be a complete crank.

But he's been asking questions
about Chester-Le-Street,

your mother, Anne, and Anthony.

Love, are you okay?

Look, I-I can be there
in about 20 minutes,

and I'll call you
when I get there.

- It'll be a crank.
- I'm sure it is a crank.

But how would he have known
about the old house?

- No idea.
- Well, listen, mate,

I'm about to head in the Tube,
so I'll call you

as soon as I get there, okay?

And so if it is him,

the psychiatrist
who's just examined him suggests

that we don't ask
too many questions.

Right.

He's very disorientated
right now.

And although, of course,
you're gonna wanna know

a million things,
it might just make things worse.

Do you think it's him?

I really hope so, fella,
for you all.

Thank you.

Come in. Ready?

Uh, yeah.

Oh, Mark.

Oh, my God.

Oh... my...

my boy, my Mark.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

Come here, son. Come here.

Come here, son.

Give me a hug. Come here.

Oh, Dad, I've missed you.

I've missed you so much!

I've missed you too, son.
Very much.

We have to call Mam, Dad.
And Anthony.

We have to call everyone.

I always had a feeling, Dad.

I always had a feeling.

Me too, Ant.

Me too.

Hello?

Mam?

Is that you, Mark?

Yes, Mam, it's me. Um...

Something extraordinary
has happened.

Um, you're not gonna
believe this, but, uh,

I'm in a police station in--
in London.

And I'm sitting next to Dad.

You're with who?

You heard right, Mam.
I'm with Dad.

He's, uh...

He's alive!

Uh, he's had amnesia,
but he's alive, and he's well.

And... he's sitting
right next to me.

And, uh...

I'm gonna pass you on
to him now.

No, no, no. Here.

Is that you, Anne?

Oh, my God! John?

Oh, Anne. It is you.

Oh.

I-I've had amnesia.

And I-I-I'm so confused.

I don't know what's going on.
I...

I'm sorry.

Oh, John, I can't believe it.

I can't believe it's really you.

I am so sorry, my darling.

No need to be sorry, I just...

Mam, it's me again. Um...

He's too--
He's too upset, I think.

Uh...

But he's well, and...

Can you believe it?

I just keep thinking
it's some sort of dream.

Oh, Mark, I can't believe it.

I'm so happy. I just...

Where's he been?

Has he said
what's happened to him?

He's not sure.

He's pretty confused,
to be honest.

But the doctors are looking
at him.

But in the end,
I really don't care.

I'm just...

I'm just so happy he's back.

Oh, sweetheart, it's amazing.

But listen, uh, I need to be
with Dad right now,

so I-I better go.

And we'll call you later
from Anthony's.

Dad's gonna be
staying there for now, okay?

Oh, okay.
So they're not keeping him,

the police, or...?

No, no, no, no. He's free.

Okay, well, yes, call me later.

Yeah, I will.

And, Mam, um, you better start
checking flights

back to the UK, yeah?

- I will.
- Okay, Mam. Um...

We love you.

Mark, sweetheart...

...you have your father back.

I'm so happy for you.

Mark?

Anne?

Mam?

Mam?

Amy?

Ames!
- Yeah?

Is Dave Leigh still
based in Miami?

Yeah, I think so.

We need him on this
Hartlepool story, pronto.

So...

has she booked her flight back?

No, actually, she hasn't.

She said she has some things
to sort out there.

Her stuff's just arrived,

and she needs to sign
some legal documents for it.

Can't that wait?

Apparently not.

Listen, Dad's on all
the news channels now.

We'd better call Grandad.

Okay.

...spoken to his wife
in Panama,

where she emigrated
six weeks ago.

He's currently enjoying
spending time with his sons

whilst he waits for his wife
to return...

- Yeah, I've just landed now.
- And you've got the address?

Yeah, I've got it.

And as I said,
every single fucking hack

in the UK is heading there,

so you need to be the first,
Dave, okay?

The first.

Yes.
I'll call you when I find her.

Hey, Stef.
- Hey, Dave.

Where we headed?

Downtown.
Let's take the freeway.

We need to move it.

That was New Year 2002.

We came up to stay
in the new house.

Do you remember that?

The new house?

In Seaton Carew.

Oh, we bought a house
in Seaton?

Two, actually.

Blimey.

I used to go on holiday there
with my parents.

Is-- Is my dad still alive?

He is, yeah.

90 years old,
still going strong.

We called him earlier.

He's so happy,
can't wait to see you.

Oh.

And what happened to the houses?

Well, Mam sold them both
when she went to Panama.

Why would she go there?

Uh, well, we really struggled
to understand it, too,

but... she went on holiday there.

Seemed to fall in love with it,
and...

It was really hard for her, Dad,

living in the same house
you disappeared from.

I think, in the end, she just
wanted a completely new life.

You know?

- Gracias.
- De nada.

Thank you, Lord.

What are the chances
she'll still be here?

Slim to zero.

I mean, if the husband
you thought was dead

turns up
after five and a half years,

you'd get the first flight back, right?

If that is the story.

Mrs. Darwin? Are you in there?

Mrs. Darwin, I'm a reporter.

But a nice one.

And I just wanted to talk to you
about the amazing news

regarding your husband.

Mrs. Darwin?

She's gone.

I'm surprised he's still
kipping through all this.

What time did we get here?

About five to.

Mrs. Darwin, are you in there?

Okay. Let's try the airport.

What do you want?

Oh, hi, there. Um...

I just wanted to chat to you
about the amazing news.

I don't want to chat.

Or maybe I could help you
in some way?

You can't help me.

Nobody can.

Well, it--
it might help to talk.

It often does.

How do I know you really
are a journalist?

Uh, hang on.

So I've got my press card here.

And I'm just sliding it
under the door for you now.

I suppose you'd better come in.

Not him. Just you.

Thank you.

See you downstairs.

I mean, what was it like?

When you got the call
from your son,

you must have just been,
so, so happy.

I was, yes.

And have you actually
spoken to him yourself?

To your husband?

Yes, a couple of times.

Wow.

What was it like?

Very strange,
but wonderful, obviously.

Right.

And was he able to tell you
where he'd been at all?

For five and a half years?

No, he's still very confused.

Right.

And a lot of people are asking,
Anne, why you haven't

just got straight on a plane,
back to London, to see him.

I have important legal stuff
to do here

to do with my residency.

I should actually be
at my lawyer's right now.

Oh, right.

Okay, I'm gonna
level with you, Anne.

In about an hour or so,
I'd guess,

half the journalists in England

are gonna be knocking
at this door.

And I promise you,
most of them aren't like me.

So I'm gonna make a suggestion,

and feel free to tell me
to bugger off.

Go on.

That I drive you
to your lawyer's now.

You don't look in any state
to get into a car on your own.

And then whenever you've done
whatever you need to do there,

I take you somewhere
safe and quiet--

wherever you want,
but away from here.

And then you tell me your story.

As much or as little
as you want.

Right over here, to the left.

Mm.

Can I take your bags for you?
Put them in the boot.

Going to my lawyer's turned
out not to be such a good idea.

As Dave predicted,
the press found us.

But his plan to lose them

did actually work, in the end.

Des? One of our readers
found this on the Internet.

Oh, my Christ.

Okay, so the police need
to see this, like, now.

Got it.

And then, just as the light
was going,

we found a small hotel
a few miles from the airport.

Sorry, I've just got
to take this.

Hey, Des.
- Is she in earshot?

No, no, we're just checking in,

and she's on the other side
of the lobby.

And is she still saying
that everything's kosher?

Yeah, yeah, 100%.

I mean, she's a dreadful liar,

and I don't believe
a word of it,

but yeah, she is.

Okay. So, I've just e-mailed
you a photo,

which you need to show her.

Then call me
when she's seen it.

Do not now let her
out of your sight.

Okay, Anne.

I need you to look at something.

And I'm really sorry, but this
is not gonna be easy for you.

It's got a time code imprinted
on it, dated 18 months ago.

So I'm afraid we know
you've been lying.

My sons are never
gonna forgive me.

So, yes, obviously

I haven't been
completely truthful with you.

But only about the timing.

John has had amnesia.

And for a long time,
I did think he was dead.

But the truth is...

he came back

about a year and a bit
after he disappeared.

So he just turned up one day?

Yes. Uh, night, actually.

I was watching the telly,

and there was a knock
on the door, and it was him.

That must have been...

an unbelievable moment.

It was. I couldn't believe it.

I thought I was gonna faint
or have a heart attack.

And so did he
tell you where he'd been?

Well, that's it.
He didn't know.

Still doesn't.
That bit's all real.

So the canoe accident--
that wasn't a fake at all?

No.

And the accident was actually
what caused the amnesia, or...?

Yes, probably,

although obviously
he couldn't remember.

Okay.

And so, he came back before
or after

the life-insurance claim
was made?

Oh, after, definitely.

Otherwise, I would never
have made it, would I?

Right.

So the obvious question, Anne,

is why didn't you both just go
to the police at that point?

I know. And we should have.

And we should have told
the boys.

We absolutely should have.
I know I wanted to.

Right. Why didn't you?

John wanted to get
financially straight first,

sell all the properties

so we could pay all
the insurance money back.

So, at that point, then,
it was about the money?

No, it was about
getting straight.

So you've been getting straight
for three years?

Yes.

And you're continuing
to get straight... out here?

I am actually very tired now,
David.

Would you mind if we picked
this up in the morning now?

Sure.

Sorry. I mean...

maybe I-I've misunderstood,
or something, Anne,

but if you wanted
to pay the money back,

then why did you come here?

Emigrate here, buy an apartment?

Please.

Sure.

Um...

Just so as you know, um,

the police have been sent
the picture as well.

So they're obviously gonna
want to talk to John now.

And I imagine they'll want
to talk to you, too.

So I think you need to head
back to the UK...

sooner rather than later.

I can look into
booking you some flights,

if you wanted me to.

That would be very helpful.

No problem.

All right, um...

Get some sleep, Anne.
Good night.

And we had it in...

Who the hell's that?

Good evening, sir.
I have a warrant here

for the arrest
of John Ronald Darwin.

- What?
- I believe he's staying

at this address?

He is, yes.
Arrest for what?

Can we come in, please?

Uh, sure. He's in here.

Sorry, Dad, these guys want to
speak to you about something.

- John Darwin?
- Yes.

I'm arresting you
on the suspicion of fraud.

I beg your pardon?

You do not have to
say anything,

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

when questioned, something which
you later rely on in court.

This is ridiculous.

Anything you do say
may be given in evidence.

What fraud?

There's nothing to worry about,
Ant.

I-I'll be back in an hour or so.

Maybe it's a fake.

No, it's not a fake, Ant!

Or she would have answered
one of our calls by now,

or called us.

It's not a fake, mate.

Wh-What have they done to us?

Come here.

So, uh, he's being driven up
here now, and the "Mirror,"

who have got one of
their reporters with the wife,

assure me
she is on the way back.

So, hopefully, no lengthy
extradition issue there.

Do we think the sons
were involved?

No idea.

Although one of them
did ring earlier,

wanting to know if they were
gonna be interviewed.

- Interesting.
- I thought so.

Anyway, Phil, pull up
all the original files.

I'm gonna liaise with the ECU.

And, Paul, you're on Darwin
when he gets here.

Car's here, Anne.

Your bag?

Stupid old Dobbin.

Thank you.

Jesus.

Someone's dug up details
of Jaguar here.

What's Jaguar?

The company Mam used to buy
her apartment in Panama.

We signed directors' forms
for it.

- Vaguely.
- Well, they're implying it was

some sort of
money-laundering thing.

She asked us to sign some forms
and we did,

'cause she was our mam.

I mean, seriously, what sort of
a person does what they've done?

I don't know.

I don't know,
but fuck this shit.

No, no, no. We need to
protect ourselves now.

We need to get the truth
out there, mate.

Having seen the recent
media speculation

surrounding our parents
since our dad was arrested,

we are very much in an angry
and confused state of mind.

In the short space of time

following our dad's appearance
in London on Saturday,

we've gone through
a roller-coaster of emotions,

from the height of elation
at finding him to be alive,

to the depths of despair
at the recent stories of fraud

and these latest pictures.

We very much feel we have been
victims of a large scam.

How could our mam
have continued to let us believe

our dad had died...

when he was very much alive?

"We've not spoken to either
of our parents

since our dad's arrest.

And at this present time,

we want no further contact
with them."

What have I done?

I have come back
of my own volition.

And if I had something to hide,

why would I have done that?

Well, I wouldn't, would I?

Now, yes, I might have got
the timing slightly out

about my amnesia,
but the rest is true.

So trust me...

I'm sorry.
What's your name, again?

- Mike.
- So trust me, Mike, we're fine.

Right.

These clowns won't
pin anything on me,

'cause I've done absolutely
nothing wrong.

When he disappeared,

I genuinely did think
he'd had an accident and died,

because I would never have
done that to my boys--

told them their father was dead
if I knew he wasn't.

What sort of a mother would do
such a dreadful thing?

But... I admit,

when he finally turned up
after the inquest...

...he did then eventually tell
me that he'd planned it all.

S-So the amnesia thing--
that's all made up?

He's never had amnesia?

That's all made up.

So where was he, Anne?

All those years
after he came back,

where did he live?

Next door.

Next door, next door?

Yes, number four.

Passengers for American
Airlines Flight 549 to Miami,

with connexions
to Manchester, England,

boarding will commence
in 16 minutes.

Okay. I have to get this
off to London.

Will all this go in the paper?

Tomorrow morning,

if I can get it off
before we board.

Can you put one other thing
in it, then?

Can you put in that...

I am more sorry
than I can ever say

for what I've done
to my children?

The truth is, it's not me

who should be
sitting in front of you.

Oh, no?

Who is it, then, John?

The banks. The lenders.

No, no, Mike,
this needs to be said.

The credit card companies,
all of 'em,

who lure you in with their
promises and their fine words.

Oh, they're your best friend
when you're borrowing

and paying
sky-high interest rates,

but if they then decide that
they want their money back,

oh, they're not so friendly
then, are they?

No.

And then if you can't
instantly deliver,

they will take you down
without a second thought.

They will destroy you
and everything you've worked for

your entire life,
without a second thought.

So it's them
who should be in the dock.

Not me.

So it was all about the money?

It became about that
after I came back.

It wasn't that at the start.

When you first went missing?

Yes.

Okay.

So what was it about, John?

At the start?

Well, obviously,
I can't remember that.

Can I?

Okay, so you're still
sticking to the story

that you have amnesia?

I do.

I did.

I do.

From when to when?

From a holiday in June 2000

till about mid-2003.

Okay, so just after
all the money was paid out?

Yes.

Right. That's lucky.

And-- And I'd like to add that
that money was claimed

in good faith by Anne.

They can't claim that back,
I'm afraid.

Those are their own rules.

And so you don't remember
anything about what happened

on the day you went missing?

Absolutely not.

But you do remember that
you definitely didn't plot

to fake your own death
for financial gain?

No comment.

No comment.

Okay.

Okay, I am now showing
the suspect exhibit JAW-001,

which is the front cover
of today's "Daily Mirror,"

features a quote from your wife,
Anne, taken from an interview

she gave to a journalist
just yesterday.

And it simply reads,
"John never had amnesia."

So, um, what do you make
of that, then, John?

Well, if I were you gents,

I wouldn't listen
to a word she says.

I never have.

He does love me, you know.

Sorry?

Um...

Nothing. Sorry.

You okay?

Ladies and gentlemen,
this is your captain speaking.

I do apologise
for the inconvenience.

Would you please immediately
return to your seats

and remain seated
until further notice?

I repeat, could all passengers

please return to their seats
immediately?

What's going on?

Hi, um, I'm David Leigh.
I'm with the "Daily Mirror."

Go back to your seat, please.

Go back to your seat, please.

The longer you stand there
asking me to be gentle, sir,

the longer everyone else
on this plane has to wait.

Okay. Can I just have 30
seconds with her, then, please?

Ten.

Okay, Anne,
I want to say two things.

Firstly, I think
you're a good person who,

for reasons that are probably
very complicated,

did a truly dreadful thing.

Second-- tell the police
the truth now, okay?

It's time to accept
what you've done

and start building
the trust with your sons.

Okay?
Which I believe you can do.

You just got to take it
day by day--

Anne Darwin?

- Yes.
- I'm arresting you

on suspicion of fraud.
You do not have to say anything,

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

when questioned, something which
you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say
may be given in evidence.

Grab your bags, please, Anne.

Definitely needed five blokes
with semi-automatics, mate,

just in case you weren't sure.

Good luck, Anne.

Thank you.

John Darwin remains
in police custody.

His wife, Anne, was arrested
on arrival

at Manchester Airport
this morning

and will be interviewed shortly.

Following our interviews
with the husband and, indeed,

comments made by his wife
in a national newspaper,

we have been authorised to issue
holding charges against him

of fraud and of obtaining
a passport by deceit.

We will continue
to interview Mr. Darwin.

We are grateful that his memory
continues to improve.

Can you say yet
whether the sons are involved?

I'm afraid I can't comment
on that at this stage.

No, we were not
fucking involved!

But obviously we will want
to talk to them, in time.

Wait.

Come.

Stop.

Thank--