All language subtitles for Silent.Witness.S29E04

IC1 male, elderly. Found by a couple
of teenagers off their head.

The orbit of the right eye has been
perforated with a screwdriver.

You need your pills! The doc says
you've got to take your pills.

Just grab your stuff
and let's go, yeah?

A man's been found dead nearby.

And you think we had
something to do with it?

No, Adele. We're investigating,
not accusing.

- JACK:
- Got history?

We used to be friends
when we were kids.

Like... best friends.

You help everybody.

That's who you are.

Got to find somewhere to live.

What if she calls the social on us?

Don't worry about the copper.

She's done it before, Danny.

-I need a permanent contract.
-Permanent?

I need it for a flat.

Do you need any gear?

We did it!

SHE SQUEALS

I know things.

Lend me the money,
I'll keep a secret.

-Keep it shut!
-Or what?!

You keep it shut!

KIT: - Arthur Lane's house
is set up like a doctor's surgery.

But he wasn't a practising doctor.

Dad?

Shit.

A man's been killed, and we've
just broken into his house!

You're acting like you killed him!

PANTING

MUSIC: Silencium
by John Harle.

SIRENS ECHO

-I'm worried about him, Danny.
-My God. What are you doing?

I don't know where he is.
It's not like him.

Of course it is.
It's exactly what he's like.

We straightened things out
yesterday. We made plans.

There... There is no plans.

He's not changing.

God...

I saw him yesterday.
At the arches.

He's selling gear.

Ryan?

SIRENS NEARBY

No. No...

SIRENS NEARBY

Ryan!

Wake up! Ryan!

POLICE OFFICER MURMURS

-Don't do this to me!
-Come on.

Please. You can't stop! Please!

-Ryan!
-Come on, come on.

-Ryan!
-No!

Calm down.

He can't stop! Please! Ryan!

-Get off me!
-Let them do their job.

According to the Creekwood archives,

in the 19th century,

a man was able to have
a female relative sectioned

simply by saying she was mad.

Want another coffee?

Women could also be sectioned
for novel-reading back then.

What were these guys so scared of?

My darling, can I just point out
that this had nothing to do with me?

Women could also be sectioned
for keeping bad company.

You'd have been in trouble, then!

They were searching
to understand and find solutions

to mental health then
like we are now.

Just a bit more brutal.

Perhaps because medicine
was run by men!

Ah, there it is!
Can we not do the gender thing?

It's early, and it was
a long time ago.

History is instructive.

You can't hide from
the "gender thing".

The good news is that,
according to the GMC,

in 2024, more women than men were
registered to practise medicine.

-Is that right?
-Yep. 164,440 women,

164,195 men.

-First time ever.
-Mm-hm.

From 2023 to '24,

89 million antidepressants
were prescribed,

an increase of 3.3%.

NHS website?

NHS Business Services Authority.

Why study when you have
the internet?

-You feel that way, too?
-What's your point?

Do you think there's any correlation
between the over prescription

of antidepressants, anti-psychotics,

and the rise of female doctors?

-BOTH LAUGH.
-Because... I'm just wondering.

You got a pill and an ice pick
through the eye...

what's the difference?

Chemistry.

That's why I married you.

No, Jack. That's the difference.

PHONE BUZZES

Nikki Alexander.

Ryan Cooper, our prime suspect.

-What?
-He was found this morning. Possible OD.

-Oh, dear...
-Paramedics say they removed a

hypodermic needle from the left arm,

and they put everything
they found around the body here.

OK.

Used pack of citric acid.

Lighter.

Spoon with burn marks.

Drug use. Mental illness.

Homeless.

Harriet's trifecta.

Signs of skin popping from
previous drug use.

It's like he's trying to cover up
the marks with tattoos.

Relapse?

Two wraps here.

-Both used.
-Two?

Yeah.

Intentional OD?

Possible suicide.

Guilt for killing Arthur?

Looks like he's coughed up blood.

-Internal bleeding?
-Possible.

Could've bitten his tongue.

Hi, Erin.

I'm Dr Alexander.

I know this is difficult, but I need
to ask you about Ryan's drug use.

It would help us to know what drugs
Ryan might have taken.

I know what you're thinking -

he was just some skag-head
who messed up.

But Ryan was clean.

How long had he been clean for?

Nearly a year.

-Did he go to rehab?
-He couldn't get a place.

The doc helped him.

-The doc?
-Arthur something.

Arthur Lane?

Arthur Lane helped Ryan get clean?

Yeah. He gave him blockers.
Naltrexone.

Do you think that Ryan would
ever have harmed Arthur?

No. That's mad. He was good to Ry.

He saved his life.

He gave him the drugs
he needed for his problem.

For his drug problem?

Ry was bipolar.

He couldn't get his prescription
without an address.

After a while,
he'd start to lose it.

He'd be gone.

And when he couldn't get
the lithium,

I tried to give him monkey dust or K

or whatever I could get, you know,
just to take the edge off.

And then, Ry found Arthur.

He was a godsend.

Arthur didn't care about the rules.
He knew what was right.

Gave Ry what he needed.

He was a good man.

How did Ryan find Arthur?

Arthur was a volunteer for
a bit at the food bank.

That's where Ry met him.

That's what old people
like Arthur are for, yeah?

To know what's right.

Where, er...
Where are you going to go?

They've put her on the waiting
list for emergency housing.

Look, I...

I know it's not much, but...

Let us know where you're staying.

-Promise?
-Yeah.

PHONE BUZZES

Victim is Ryan James Cooper,

age 21, no fixed abode.

Puncture wound to the
left upper forearm consistent

with intravenous drug use.

A hypodermic needle was
found at the scene.

- HARRIET:
- Mm-hm.

Dental decay. Gum disease.

Multiple short regular cuts
on both thighs.

Self-harm.

Looks like a fresh injection site.

Not done with precision.

Some bruising on
the right upper inner arm.

And here, on the left upper arm.

Maybe he was grabbed.

When still very much alive.

But why inject twice?

And why there, when he has decent
veins still in his arms?

-Rhetorical?
-Not entirely. But good questions.

-Aren't all questions good?
-Now, that is rhetorical.

I like rhetorical questions
now and then,

when they're the springboard
to new creative insights.

I like questions I can answer.

Hmm.

Jack...

- JACK:
- Ryan and Erin?

DI says they were in care
since they were young.

Grew up together.

How many homeless people were
in care as kids, do you think?

Social worker told me once
he reckoned about a quarter.

That's a lot of children who've
never known the sense of home

we take for granted.

They age out of the care system
on their 18th birthday

with nowhere to go.

HE EXHALES

Nothing.

How do you inject yourself,
but leave no prints?

Jack?

Victim's clothing.

Looks like silver paint.

Transferred.

-What kind of paint?
-I'm on it.

- HARRIET:
- Hmm.

Saddle embolus?

-Hmm, I should say so.
-Yes.

Ryan here was taken from his mum

and put into care as a toddler.

His dad was never on the scene.

Care home was closed due to
allegations of abuse.

And he was fostered for a while

and subsequently diagnosed
with bipolar disorder.

He became homeless soon after
his care provision fell away at 18.

Birth is a lottery, eh?

Yep.

- DANNY:
- How are you, Gino?

-GINO: - Yeah...
-Well, it is what it is.

What do you need?

We talked about a contract.

-Yeah. About that, Danny...
-Yeah?

-Gino?
-I can't do it.

But I need it for the flat.

-Been crunching the numbers with the missus.
-Please.

Sorry, Danny. I'd love
to help you, but I can't.

Gino...

Gino, please!

- HARRIET:
- OK. Tell us.

There were no fingerprints
found on the syringe.

-None at all?
-No, not a one.

Ryan didn't inject himself,

suggesting whoever did
wiped it clean.

-Or used gloves.
-Yeah. Pick one.

Traces of heroin were found
in the syringe.

And the surrounding area
of the injection site.

We found considerable
bruising to his arm -

suggesting some sort of
fight or struggle.

We've sent fingernail swabs
for DNA testing.

Do we know how he died?

Cardiac arrest from
a saddle embolus.

-Kit, what do you have?
-Arthur's bank account.

Usual stuff.
Utility bills, council tax...

but found payments to
several online pharmacies

in the Netherlands.

-Accounts for the drugs found in his house?
-Mm.

Do we have the breakdown of
the drugs found in his system?

Not yet. I'm waiting for
full tox results.

One unexplained transaction.

He withdrew £500 the last
and first day of each month

for the last 22 months.

Same cash machine.

Could ask his daughter.

- ESTATE AGENT:
- Bye-bye.

-Danny!
-How are you, mate?

Yeah? Good. Right. Well,
let's get this done, shall we?

Erm, I've got some paperwork
to fill out.

A, er, direct debit form there.

Have you got the deposit?

Yeah.

And first month's rent.

Cash? Good. Well... Good.

Er, we normally do that
via bank transfer.

I'm just changing banks, but I...

I wanted to have this for you
while I get everything set up.

Yeah. Well, good. So...

OK. Well, here's the lease anyway.

Erm, I'm just going to need
to see some ID

and your employment contract.

Here's my ID.

Thank you, sir.

And your employment contract?

My boss is on holiday.

Look, I need this flat.

I'll do whatever it takes.

Danny, without the
employment contract, it'll be

three months' rent up front.

-About another two grand?
-It's about another two grand.

Is that something that you can do?

-WOMAN, ECHOING: - Danny...
-Danny...

Are you OK?

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Give me three days.

BREATHES IN

Er...

I can hold it for 48 hours.

Cheers, mate.

I'm all over it.

SHE GASPS

BREATHES DEEPLY

SHE GASPS

You're staying here now?

Yeah, until I manage
to go through everything.

Stayed here often when
my dad was alive.

Your father took out
£1,000 every month, cash.

Do you know what that was for?

No, I've no idea.

-Did he have a carer?
-No.

He was too proud.

Did you know that your father
changed his name by deed poll

in the early 1980s?

What?

He was born Henry James Dankford.

And he was a surgeon at a place
called Creekwood Hospital.

He was a medical researcher.

He did pharmaceutical research
work on brain chemistry.

Henry Dankford?

Your father carried out a medical
procedure called a leucotomy.

It's also known as a lobotomy.

My dad?

Well, there's a mistake,
because this isn't him.

My father was a researcher.

He'd have homeless people here,

and he'd ask them questions and
try to understand them.

But Henry... Henry Dankford...
That's someone else.

Do you know a Ryan Cooper?

-No.
-Well, he seemed to know your father.

I don't know him. Why?

He was found dead this morning.

-Had your father received any threats.
-On or offline?

Not that he told me, but why
would anyone want to hurt him?

One of the injuries that your father
sustained looks as though

it may have mimicked a lobotomy.

He was found on a building
site that used to be

the old Creekwood Hospital.

Would you mind if Dr Alexander
took a DNA sample?

Yeah? Just to eliminate you
from our investigations.

SOBS QUIETLY

I'll pay you back, I swear.

I don't have that kind of money
hanging about.

-But you could get it.
-You what?

Take it as repayments
out of my wages.

Danny... I can't help you.

No, it's not a favour.

It's an opportunity.
You could... charge me interest.

Have I ever let you down?

Haven't you got any family
you can ask?

I wouldn't be asking
if I wasn't desperate.

But what if you quit
and disappear? Hmm?

How do I know you haven't
done this before?

What if you keel over
and have a heart attack?

I mean, you've not been
looking too well of late.

That's because
I've been sleeping rough!

You what?

Me and Adele are homeless.

You could fix that.

Don't put this on me.

Come on, I need you. You need me.

-No, I don't.
-Oh, you reckon?

Who else is going to work their arse
off all hours in all weather

for what you're paying?

Why do you think Ricardo
had a heart attack, huh?

80 hours in this kitchen!
You bleed us dry!

-Be careful.
-No, mate. You be careful!

Get your things and get out.
You're done!

LYDIA: - When I was a
kid, I was playing down there

and found these old boxes of papers.

Nothing of much interest to a child.

But when Dad found out,
he totally lost it.

He marched me out of there and
put a lock on the door.

The life and times of
Henry Dankford.

-What are we looking for?
-Needle?

HARRIET: - We've got
toxicology back on Ryan Cooper.

Analysis shows the presence
of heroin in the soft tissue

of the arm, but not in the blood,

so heroin administered after death.

However, the bloods do show
a high concentration of temazepam.

Temazepam, when administered
intravenously,

has been reported
to be prothrombogenic.

Intramuscular injection,
as in this case,

is likely to have the same effect.

It's highly likely
that it formed the clot

-that then moved to the heart.
-Causing the heart attack.

Arthur's tox results
also contained temazepam.

I've double-checked,
and there is no sign of

an injection site on Arthur's body,
although skin slippage and

fly larvae could have obscured it.

However, there was no temazepam
in the stomach,

so it is reasonable
to assume that he was injected.

Both Ryan and Arthur died
of a heart attack.

Temazepam used as a sedative.

Make them more pliable.

Same MO, same killer.

So, who was Arthur giving
that money to?

This is the cash machine
Arthur used.

Ryan met Arthur at a food bank.

CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS

Hi. I'm Detective Inspector
Ashley Moss.

Hi.

-Do you work here?
-Yes.

-What's your name?
-Tommo.

-Do you know him?
-He comes here sometimes.

Did he have friends here?

He came here for help.
I helped him.

Have you seen this man?

Old medical papers and notes
on lobotomy.

-HARRIET: - Hmm.
-Do you know about Phineas Gage?

-Phineas Gage?
-1848 railway worker.

Had an iron rod driven
through his head,

damaging his left frontal lobe.

Oh, yes, I remember.

It changed his personality
and behaviour, didn't it?

He gave doctors
the idea of the lobotomy

to change how people behave.

Severing the frontal lobe from
the rest of the brain.

They stopped doing lobotomies
in 1978 - thank goodness.

Yes, we'd be hard pressed to
find anyone alive who did it.

But in the '50s and '60s,
it was quite a common practice.

Quick in-and-out.
The only problem was the follow-up.

They often didn't follow up
patients post-surgery.

So, they weren't seeing
the after-effects?

They used to say it was easier
than curing a toothache.

Today, it looks barbaric.

No, it was celebrated.

Egas Moniz won a Nobel Prize
for lobotomy in the 1940s.

Can they take a Nobel back?

Oh, no, they never revoke
a Nobel Prize.

Arthur was a protege
of a neurosurgeon

called Wylie McKissock.

Wylie McKissock! Wow.

"Pioneering psycho surgeon."

I've subjected your samples
to Raman microscopy

and FTIR spectroscopy.

-Outcome?
-99.7% match.

There is a strong likelihood
that the paint found on Ryan is

a match with the scraping from
the mural done by...

-"Lion 7"?
-The artist's tag.

So, was the mural the point
of transfer of the paint,

or the artist?

Where was the paint found?

Upper arm.

-Artist?
-Artist.

So, who's Lion 7?

BREATHING RAGGEDLY

Oh, Adele.

What are you doing here?

Where's... Where's Danny?

I need to see him.

BREATHING QUICKLY

Hi.

You know anything about this mural?

I think it's fab.

Lion 7? Is that who did it?

Lion 7? He's my friend.

That's him.

-Lion 7?
-You all right?

You can call me Vincent.

Vincent. I'm Detective
Inspector Ashley Moss.

-Can I speak with you?
-Come on in.

How did you know Ryan Cooper?

Thank you.

He uses the food bank.

Ryan's been found dead.

Yeah, I heard.

What a waste. He were just a kid.

Your paint was found on his body.

How do you explain that, Vincent?

He were going for one of
the volunteers.

-Which one?
-Tommo.

I look after Tommo.

The way he was scaring him
wasn't on.

-So, what did you do?
-Pulled him away.

With paint on your hands?

Yeah, well, I didn't really
think about it.

I didn't want him to hurt Tommo.

Tommo's a sweet guy, a big kid.
He needs protecting.

Where were you last night?

Out and about.

Can you be a bit more specific?

I was doing outreach for the centre.

You know, handing out food,
sleeping bags, warm clothes.

- WOMAN, ECHOING:
- Danny.

CHILDREN'S LAUGHTER ECHOES

Danny.

Danny...

Danny!

HORN BLARES

What are you doing?!

Danny... I know what happened.

I saw Gino.

Don't worry. We'll find a way.

We can get another flat
and another job.

But right now,
you've got to help me.

I can't help you.

Look at me.

Just look at me!

SHE MURMURS

- SOBBING:
- I'm... I'm like her.

I'm like my mother was.

I can't... do this to you.

It's... It's happening again.

We'll sort it.
W-We'll sort it together.

HE GROANS

No.

Look. Take it. Take it!

No.

You...

can do so much better...

-without me.
-No!

No!

ADELE SOBS

Danny!

SOBBING CONTINUES

Vincent Delaney's alibi checks out.

He was with a team of
outreach workers.

He's on CCTV in the city centre.

Ryan Cooper's fingernail analysis
shows a second DNA source.

There's no direct match,
but there is a familial match.

Terrence Leighton.

Two arrests for drunk
and disorderly behaviour.

Married to Rose. They had a son,
also known as Terrence.

No known address for him.

Do we have an address for
Terrence Senior?

Terrence Leighton?

-Who's asking?
-Detective Inspector Moss.

Can we speak inside, please?

You have children, Mr Leighton?

-Yes, a son.
-Where is he now?

We are estranged.

It's a big word meaning he hates me.

He doted on his mam,

and I couldn't cope on my own.

He blamed me.

I blamed me.

He got angry, I got drunk.

He left after he'd done school.

What did he blame you for?

His mam dying.

We all look for something
or somebody to blame, don't we?

I blame the doctors.

He blamed me.

Maybe that's just... what it was.

How she was meant to be,

how she was always going
to turn out,

and nothing could change that.

How did she die,
if you don't mind me asking?

Took her own life.

-I'm sorry.
-Doctors said she was of unsound mind.

But our baby died.

That's what she was suffering
with, really.

Our Jessie was stillborn.

They put her in there.
She got worse.

At first, I begged them
to let her out.

Let her out?

Rose was at Creekwood.

They shocked her brain
with electricity.

They gave her drugs.

Purple hearts for up,
and barbiturates for down.

Turned her into somebody crazy.

In the end, I were begging
them to keep her in.

She came home.

Three years later,
she took her own life.

The lad saw it.

I'm so sorry.

Do you know Arthur Lane?

-No.
-Henry Dankford?

Why?

He worked at Creekwood Hospital.

I want to forget everything
about that place.

When was the last time
you saw your son?

A few years back.

We fought.

He pinned me against the wall.

He had that look in his eyes.

Danny's got problems.

-Danny?
-Yeah. Our lad.

He's not right. I don't know
that he's ever been right.

What's that thing they say?

"Genetics loads the gun,
and life pulls the trigger."

I thought his name was Terrence.

He uses his middle name,
after Rose's dad.

He uses her surname, too.
McMillan.

Don't want nowt to do with me.

Danny... McMillan?

You guys wait here.
Won't be a moment.

Adele.

-We need to speak to Danny.
-He's not here.

-Do you know where he might be?
-He's gone!

I don't know where.

You're pregnant.

It's none of your business.

You can't stay here.
Let me make a call.

-After last time?
-I was trying to help.

It's none of your business!

You knew when you called it in,
if the refuge was full,

-they'd take Liam away.
-I tried.

You let them take away
my little boy!

-He was in danger.
-Not from me, he wasn't.

But you're all right, aren't you?

Three kids, big house in Harborne.

Bet I never crossed your mind.

You do.

I came to you for help,
and I lost everything.

You were my best friend.

My best friend.

I trusted you, and you betrayed me.

- TEARFULLY:
- My beautiful little boy!

How could you?!

The man you were with was
beating you up, Adele.

He took your money
and he spent it on drugs.

I hadn't seen you for ten years.

And I find you bruised, abused,

lost, trying to look after
a little boy.

What was I meant to do?

Was I meant to let Liam see that?

Was I meant to let it
happen to Liam?

SHE MOANS

Adele?

BREATHES DEEPLY

-Adele, you're bleeding.
-It's just spotting.

That's not spotting.
You need to go to the hospital.

-Let me help you.
-I go to the hospital...

they call the social and
take my baby away.

You have to go.

Or else you risk losing this baby,
one way or another.

Address?

427 Nightingale Lane, Harborne.

It's DI Moss.

I need someone circulated
as wanted for murder.

Terrence Daniel Leighton,
aka Danny McMillan.

Adele doesn't know where he is
or where he's gone.

-Pizza delivery guy, yeah?
-Yeah.

-He'll have an app on his phone.
-That does what?

Says how far away he is
with your pizza.

SIRENS BLARE

Where now?

He's leaving the Jewellery Quarter.

SIRENS NEARBY

Danny...

My missus needs that flat.

You're going to give it her.

I can't, mate. All right? I can't.

SIRENS APPROACH

COUGHING

VOICEMAIL BEEPS

Hey. It's me.

I've had some bleeding.

Some of the placenta has come away,

but the baby's heartbeat is strong.

She's a girl, Danny.

They say we're having a little girl.

Anyway...

OK. Bye.

Danny! Stop.

Danny!

HE GROANS

Daniel McMillan, I'm arresting you
on suspicion of the murders

of Ryan Cooper and Arthur Lane.

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.

Jack!

What's this?

So, the oil from Danny's
bike chain...

-Matches the oil from Arthur's jacket.
-Mm-hm.

Excellent.

Child A - Henry Dankford
seems consumed by him.

"A violent child who had problems
with impulse control,

"struggled with right and wrong,

"attacked a vicar,
set fire to his church".

Henry assisted on 18 lobotomies.

Child A was the first and last
he was the named consultant on,

as far as I can tell.

He stopped after it -

stopped being a surgeon,
then changed his name.

Child A was the only one
he actually did the procedure on,

according to his statement.

The report's been anonymised,

so how do we find out
who Child A is?

Well, if it's anywhere,

it'll be with the West Midlands
Integrated Care Board,

and they should have archived all
the hospital's unredacted records.

Do you know anyone there?

ASHLEY: - Your DNA
was found in skin traces

under Ryan Cooper's fingernails.

Danny?

Ryan Cooper?

We had a row.

Did you kill him?

Ryan OD'd.

He was murdered.

How did you know Arthur Lane?

Danny?

Er...

I went to see him a few times.

Why?

Ryan... said he'd helped him.

Said I could talk to him.

Get the... the drugs
to make me right.

Didn't need an address.

Couldn't get a prescription
without an address.

Council couldn't help me
find a flat. Circles.

Circles, circles.

And then, Adele...
needed a doctor.

About the baby?

She didn't want to take
a chance with A&E,

after what had happened to Liam.

Did he help her?

With me... he were decent.

He were a good man.

But he said he couldn't help Adele.

Said she needed scans,
hospital appointments.

Said he were going to phone
a doctor or the NHS.

He were going to tell 'em
about Adele being pregnant.

So, what did you do?

-We left.
-How did you get home?

How did I get home?

What the fuck's wrong with you?

How does that matter?

You take your bike?

There were two of us.
H-How would I do that?

Oil matching that from your
bike chain was found on

Arthur Lane's jacket when he died.

You want to talk me through
how it got there?

You went back, didn't you?

When did you discover that
Arthur Lane was formerly known

as Dr Henry Dankford?

-You what?
-Dankford worked at Creekwood Hospital.

I've never met anybody
called Dankford.

You blamed him.

Did you want to punish him because
he once worked at Creekwood?

They were good to her at Creekwood.

Me mum were happy,
when I went to visit her.

We used to have...
cake and play in the garden.

I used to climb that tree
when I were a lad.

I go there...

when it all gets too much.

Makes me feel close to her.

I'm not blaming...

nobody for my mum.

It's fate, isn't it?

- TEARFULLY:
- It's chromosomes.

DANNY SOBS

And you can't do nowt about it

except try to keep it in a cage.

And that's what Arthur did.

He gave me that little pill.

And that little pill...

was the cage.

Why did you go back to see him?

To beg.

- SOBBING:
- To...

T-To beg him to look after Adele.

HE GROANS

Yeah. And...

HE SIGHS

And to ask him a question

that I couldn't ask him
in front of Adele.

Did he help you?

He said he could get me
some pills in a couple of days.

The chain came off my bike.

He helped me with that.

What was the question?

HE SOBS

"Would our...
our baby have it, too?"

Danny was either making deliveries
in another part of Birmingham,

or on CCTV in the pizzeria
until 2am.

He finishes,
goes back to the restaurant.

He couldn't have got home
until at least 2.30am.

By which point,
Ryan was probably already dead.

And no trace of Danny's DNA on
Arthur's body or clothes.

Child A. West Midlands Integrated
Care Board have come back to us.

The records from the 1970s
are pretty sketchy.

A lot of Creekwood's have been lost.

I don't have a file for him,
but I do have a name.

Thomas Eastman.

He's 63 years old.

Give me a sec.

Thomas... Eastman... Birmingham.

I've got a Thomas Eastman living
in social housing in Birmingham.

You think Arthur kept in touch
with him? He kept his files.

There may be correspondence
we weren't looking for.

And medical records under
the name of Thomas Eastman.

Ask his daughter to look again.

SHE EXHALES

KNOCK AT DOOR

-Hi.
-Hello.

Is it Thomas? Thomas Eastman?

-Come on in.
-Why am I here?

You all right?

Mr Delaney.

-You live here?
-Yeah.

Right. Is Thomas Eastman home?

Oh, no. Tommo's gone out.

Tommo?

I've got a warrant
to search the premises.

What's he done?

What's going on?

Are you his partner, Mr Delaney?

-Of course not.
-Thank you.

Er, could you wait outside, please?

Jack.

Thomas Eastman and Vincent Delaney -

they have a joint bank account.

Hmm.

Disability benefits...

plus...

£1,000 deposited each month.

Big house.

It's my dad's.

No, thank you.

How do you know him?

Arthur Lane?

Dad's left you half of his estate.

"Dad"?

Arthur Lane.

Thomas?

Arthur Lane?

Arthur Lane...

is Dr Dankford.

Dr Dankford... is Arthur Lane.

-So where does Tommo sleep?
-On the sofa.

It's his flat,
but he's sleeping on the sofa?

He likes the sofa.

-You a lodger here, or his carer?
-What do you mean?

Look, can you just tell me
what's going on?

Same brand.
There's one missing.

Liquid temazepam.

LOCKING BEEPS

- TOMMO:
- Dr Dankford was a bad man!

-Arthur Lane was a bad man!
-No, Thomas.

He was bad. He did bad things!

You're wrong.
He was a good man!

No! No! No!

-You're wrong, Thomas.
-He was a bad man!

He did bad things!

Why are you in his will?

I-I don't want his money.

He was a bad man!

-ASHLEY: - Vincent Delaney!
-I'm arresting you in connection

with the murders of Arthur Lane
and Ryan Cooper.

No way! I can't be held
responsible for what he does!

You need to go,
and I'm calling the police.

No!

He was bad.

He did bad things.

He said...

Said he would fix me.

Nikki, it's not a great time.

- TOMMO:
- Said I needed to be fixed.

-Nikki?
-I was good.

I was a good boy!

Thomas, please,
just put the knife down!

I haven't done anything to you!

Lydia Lane's voice.

Kit!

I was meant to be fixed!

Please...

Thomas.

Tommo.

My name's Tommo.

Tommo...

I help people.

OK.

I don't know you.

My name's Nikki. I'm a doctor.

Can you put the knife down, Tommo?

You don't want to hurt people.

Like you said, you help people.

Is that what you did to my dad,
Tommo?

Did you help him to change his will?

Why does she want to hurt me?!

No-one wants to hurt you, Tommo.

Dr Dankford hurt me.

CLANK ECHOES

-Arthur Lane is Dr Dankford.
-No...

Vincent told me.

Vincent is my only friend.

Vincent? Who's...

Ryan wanted to hurt me.

Why did Ryan want to hurt you?

I don't know.

Vincent... protects me.

He told me Arthur wanted
to have me sectioned.

SHE SCOFFS

-Arthur couldn't do that.
-He could.

Arthur Lane is Dr Dankford.

He wasn't a doctor any more.

No-one wants to section you, Tommo.

Vincent told me.

I-I had to help Arthur Lane.

Like he helped me.

Help him?

He...

fixed me.

And I... I fixed him.

-Fixed him.
-You killed him!

-Fixed him.
-You killed...

Fixed him!

SHE SOBS

Is she OK?

SIRENS APPROACH

Let's help her, shall we?

SOBBING CONTINUES

If you put the knife down,
it will help her.

Don't be sad.

I... I can help you.

Let me help you.

OK, Tommo.

OK.

SOBBING CONTINUES

I help people.

That's right.
You help people, Tommo.

OK?

Tommo was Child A,
trying to help people.

Arthur Lane was trying
to help people, too.

Homeless people with their
mental health problems.

Arthur helped Ryan Cooper.

And all along, the real threat
was Tommo's friend Vincent.

Shook Arthur Lane down.

1,000 a month wasn't enough.

Half the estate. Why not?

Then get Tommo to "fix" him.

Two people trying to do
something good,

-and this is how it ends up?
-Yeah. -The world's so fucked up.

I'm sorry, Adele.

I found a place.

We get settled.

Get Liam back with us.

Plan?

Plan?

Plan.

Do you want to...
Do you want to go see it?

Yeah.

How did you afford
the rest of the rent?

She gave him a guarantee.

Come on.

BOTH MURMUR

-What are you two cooing all over there?
-Nothing.

Maybe. Hmm?

A letter!
Who writes letters these days?

-Probably a bill.
-Probably.

Who's it from?

University of the West Midlands.

"Dear Jack Hodgson, we would be
pleased to offer you the position"

"of honorary professor at
the School of Forensic Science."

Congratulations, Jack.

A professor!

-A new challenge.
-What?!

You've won the lottery, Jack.

I've won it twice.

MUSIC THUDDING NEARBY