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protested his ignorance of any criminal organisation capable of carrying out

these terrible murders.

In this, he has completely and finally been detested.

We'd like to pay particular tribute to the Criminal Justice Review Agency who

have been instrumental in reopening the case and bringing it back before the

Court of Appeal.

I did it.

I killed them.

Jesus Christ.

You can't keep drinking like this. You're a diabetic.

I'm sorry.

I don't understand.

You uncovered a serious miscarriage of justice.

The police are being investigated. It's a massive success story for the agency.

He did it, Derek.

Eight years ago, he took some 50 -year -old crook and his wife to a lock -up in

Claystone to torture them to death.

How do you know? Because he bloody told me.

On the steps of the appeal court, for Christ's sake.

What were you planning on doing about this?

Put it all in my letter of resignation.

Give it to me.

The agent's job is to review the evidence, find out if there's been a

miscarriage of justice, and refer it to appeal.

We don't need to tell anyone we've developed a sideline in acquitting the

guilty. You can't stop me from resigning.

Maybe I'll speak to the press. And I'll make sure you never work in criminal law

again. And what makes you think I care?

You care.

There's a management study going on downstairs. They've been asking for

to give them hands -on perspective.

I am a coast worker.

I get people out of prison.

Yeah. You're doing it a bit too well, aren't you?

I'll reallocate your cases. No field work, nothing.

You can't do that.

What are your alternatives, Rose?

Hello? Oh, are you Maester Condon?

Apparently.

Maloney.

Rose Linden.

Well, um, let me fill you in. We're reviewing the management of rejected

over the last three years, basically to see if we could have turned them down

more time effectively.

Riveting.

I find it quite interesting.

Look, Maloney.

You should know this is shit work as far as I'm concerned. My boss is trying to

bury me.

Doesn't he like it?

No.

Actually, I recognise your name.

You are by quite some way the least efficient caseworker on the agency.

That's because I do it properly.

Well, I guess for you it's all about getting the right outcome.

So, shall we make a start?

I've designed some assessment software.

What we do is marry the efficiency criteria with what actually happened in

case. And that means we cross -reference with the online file archive, check the

time parameters, how many days it took to reach a decision, how many man

hours...

Why are you coming wired to my party?

Doesn't make any difference, Jonathan. Nobody can touch you.

Thanks to you.

Why do you tell me?

Because you're a stuck -up bitch who thinks they know everything.

Give me a kick.

Like that dozy little sod in Play Store when I took his old lady's fingers off

with a Stanley knife.

One, two, three.

You've got to live on the edge a little.

Enjoy life.

You're giving me a lot of pleasure, Rose.

I'll come back for you.

Oh, I hope so.

I'd like that.

This tape's got separated from its bundles. Did you notice which... There's

label, you see.

They'll identify it verbally.

You have got to tell us what you've done! I can't tell you, I don't know!

say where she is, and you put us out of it. I haven't! I haven't! Why don't you

believe me?

I haven't seen it! What did you do? What did you do?

David McVeigh, convicted of the abduction and murder of Lindsay McVeigh,

1997. You were the assessment manager.

Yeah, I think I remember it.

It was your daughter.

They didn't find a body.

It didn't meet the criteria.

No new evidence.

Did you listen to the tapes?

Oh, you should.

He sounds totally bewildered as if... What?

Tape?

I rejected the application because he's guilty, Rose.

Doesn't feel right. Feelings don't count.

If you remember that, you wouldn't be working down in a basement.

There's no miscarriage of justice here.

And you're currently not engaged on casework.

End of story.

I'm on your side, you know.

You have a way of going about things.

It just makes...

I never repeat a mistake, Derek.

Not unless I've enjoyed myself.

Bitch.

Where is she?

Maggie, where is she?

God, I didn't know.

It's a witness!

How much sugar?

Ten past midnight.

You OK?

You see, sometimes

I don't realise I'm getting hypoglycemic. Must be scary.

All people have diabetes, India, whether I just need to be better with my

routines, eating an insulin and...

You seemed hot.

I wasn't quite sure what was required.

Thanks for bringing my stuff back.

Would you, um... Would you mind not

mentioning this at work?

Oh, they don't like instability.

None of my business.

Is there anything else I can do?

Yeah, you could take me to see David McVeigh in Longdon Prison tomorrow.

What, me?

Why? Well, I kind of lost my driving licence.

Look, I don't think so. It's not really my area. You're not going to be a boring

old fart, are you, Maloney?

Mr McVeigh?

Mr. McVeigh, we're from the Criminal Justice Review Agency.

Do you understand what that is?

We try to find out the truth.

Someone's been put in prison by mistake.

I thought it might be a good idea for us to talk about your case.

Don't let me see her.

Who won't, David?

No pictures.

They take everything away.

David, I read a letter from your mother.

She says that she believes you didn't kill Lindsay.

So... Is that true?

It's all in the past.

It's hard to remember.

Try.

Tuesday is quite a practice.

I always said to her not to go near the back of the factory.

But it's quicker that way.

She finishes at 8 .15.

They say that I made my last delivery at the pub on the Newham Road at about

half past seven.

It was a fridge.

And on the way home, I decided to get some food from the Chinese takeaway.

So I rang from the phone box inside to say, did somebody

want anything?

But nobody did.

I remember I had peeking that.

And then they said that I drove across to the back of the car plant

because I knew that she'd be walking through the underpass

at the top end of the feeder road.

And that I was waiting for her.

They said that was when I dragged her into the back of the man.

And that I raped her and hurt her so much.

And that her blood was all over the cardboard in the back.

And that she was dead.

And are they right about that, David?

I was just angry with her.

We'd had words.

Right.

And then did you kill Lindsay?

He had the time to do it.

He knew where she was going to be.

Made a delivery, drove there, waited for her.

Maybe. Her blood was all over the inside of the van, semen.

Just like that.

Easy.

He said maybe.

Well, just driving her route isn't a scientifically conducted time management

exercise.

But the forensic evidence looks pretty serious.

It's all open and shut, isn't it?

Maybe.

Do you think he might be innocent?

Based on what?

A feeling.

That's all you go on?

You saw him.

If he did it, they'd have found a body.

Because they'd have got it out of him sooner or later.

Go and see if my boss is here.

I

didn't

know about the time you told them that you'd lost your driving license.

Just relax, Maloney.

Anybody would think you'd prefer sitting in an office.

Mrs. McVeigh?

Yes? I'm from the Criminal Justice Review Agency.

Lord, come in.

You spend a lot of time on this, Mrs. McVeigh.

It's all I do.

There's a mistake in here somewhere.

My David would never kill Lindsay.

He loved her so much, he...

I'd love a cup of tea.

It looks bad.

It always looked bad.

You were close today with the children.

You used to have them every weekend.

Go shopping.

Have a cracking time.

Nobody comes now.

She won't let them.

That's Cathy.

I thought she'd be right for him.

David's always been unusual.

But she's not a good person.

Lindsay, little Cameron, and Craig, my other son.

He doesn't speak to me either.

I always ordered the school photos.

That's all there is of Lindsay, though.

That's where she finishes.

Just one minute.

Walked back by her love and she's gone.

Can you believe that?

I think we should go and talk to Kathy.

You can try, love.

She's next door.

Hi,

Cameron.

Can I see your mum?

She's not here.

Piss off.

Hey, kid.

Go and get your mum. Now. Go on.

Mum, I think she's social.

Go out and play.

I'm watching telly. Just bloody go.

Hi, I'm Rose London from the TJRA.

What?

We investigate possible miscarriages of justice.

You're not letting that bastard out.

Jesus Christ, you know what he did to her.

Mrs. Millclay, I know this is difficult, but I just wanted to go over a couple

of... Who's this, Kath?

We're going to let David out.

No, I don't mind.

She don't want to speak to you.

You're David's brother, aren't you? None of your business.

It's just a couple of questions, that's all.

David mentioned to me that Lindsay and he had fallen out about something the

night she went missing and, um... I just wanted to ask Mrs McVeigh... Don't you

understand? He can't just turn up and... He was screwing his daughter, okay? I

don't... Look at her.

He's ruined her.

She's dragged us in the muck.

You got any idea what that means?

What people say about us? I don't know.

What do they say about you, Mr McVeigh?

You'd better get out of here, OK?

Or I'll phone the police.

Oh, I'm sorry, but I can request that Mrs... Thank you for listening!

You came for me.

Is this how you always do it?

Charging around, upsetting people?

Have you ever spent a night locked in a cell?

One night locked in.

It's horrible.

It's a horrible, claustrophobic, dirty hell.

Now, you multiply that one night back for 16 years.

Say about 6 ,000 nights, and then imagine that you didn't do what they say

did.

And once someone's been convicted, nobody wants to believe that they might

been wrong. They just want it to go away.

So sometimes I have to ruffle a few feathers because that's never as bad as

someone being in prison for something they didn't do.

I see.

So you're a sort of dirty Harry.

Gets results for you, then.

Oh, you can be a little bit nasty yourself, can't you, Maloney?

Well, over here.

This isn't where you live.

That's Jonathan's house.

I got him acquitted at the appeal court last week.

You ever made a mistake, Maloney?

Like a really big one.

I, um... Well, I have some regrets about, uh...

Not taking my chartered surveyor exams.

That's it?

You never got fired for being drunk, got your credit card taken away, nearly had

babies by mistake, accidentally screwed your boss because you got strangely

obsessed by what they might look like naked?

No. No.

No, I can see that.

He's my worst mistake.

What kind of feeling did you have about him?

That'd be great in the sack.

What are you going to do?

I'm going to find David McVoe's daughter.

Then I'm going to put this girl back in jail.

Thanks for the lift, Maloney. I'll be fine now.

Did you get the number?

Got it.

Do you want me to take care of it?

No, it's okay.

It's no problem.

Kind of enjoying the attention.

You've been playing silly buggers.

No, that was Mum.

She wrote a letter. I've spoken to her.

She knows she made a mistake.

Please ask Kathy to come.

You know she won't.

You did a terrible thing.

I didn't. Yes, David.

You've killed Lindsay.

There's no getting around it, is there?

No. No, you've got to shut up.

About everything.

Otherwise, I won't be able to look after Kathy.

It will make things bad for her.

Do you understand me, David?

How bad it could be for her?

Yes.

We've waited long enough to meet your young man.

Bring Mickey to dinner next Thursday so your father can customize.

Hello, Rose, it's Mickey.

Somebody said you rang.

Anyway, I, um... I, uh, just called to say I miss you.

Wish I could be there with you.

You know I'd give anything.

I love you, babe.

Love you.

So much.

After you.

Oh, don't be such a pussy.

Ah, Rose.

Come in.

What's the problem, Wendy?

I'll tell you the problem.

We've had notification of an unannounced visit to Longton Prison to visit David

McVeigh. They're asking if we can please observe the paperwork in future.

All right, let me try and... I specifically instructed you to lay off

McVeigh. You're assigned to administrative review.

Derek, I can't help it if you don't review the evidence properly.

Jesus Christ!

That was my case.

You had no place, no remit. All right, Derek, all right.

Rose, Mr. Jonathan Rathman, solicitor, has faxed us a letter asking that you

stop harassing his client.

Is there something I need to know?

I'm sorry about that, Wendy. I think, um...

I think maybe I got a little involved.

You rather won me over.

Sorry.

Okay.

Well, you need to disengage from that.

Straight away, Rose.

Inappropriate relationships only distort your judgment.

Rose?

Okay.

Okay.

Sorry.

But I would like to take a longer look at David McVeigh. There are anomalies in

the evidence.

There are no anomalies.

The timetable of events doesn't add up, if you calculate it scientifically.

Isn't that right, Maloney?

Well, I think possibly... See, Derek, we wouldn't want anybody to think we'd

carelessly got something wrong, would we?

Yeah, those are forensics. They can go on that desk.

Oh, come on, Rose.

Look, David McVeigh's solicitor was useless. He just went through the

And anyway, he died last year. We've got to check these things properly.

We? They'll be gone in two or three weeks. Stop.

Look, I'm not doing this. Can't you have your own office, Beth?

Reality. Because I can't work in disorder.

Maloney, disorder is the way of the world. It's our default position.

You've got to learn to relax there.

Well, I'm going for lunch.

Where's Lyndon?

Mickey!

Yeah, I got a new office.

I missed you last night.

Oh, God, I miss you all the time.

Mickey, make love to me.

Come on.

I can imagine everything.

Rosie.

I keep telling you it's a bit difficult.

Jesus, Rob. Hurry up, mate.

Okay.

What are you wearing?

Came to see if she wanted lunch. Oh, no, she's not around at the... Yeah, yeah,

it's a whole new experience.

She's full of surprises.

A bit too full sometimes.

You never know what's coming next, but I... Tell her to ring me.

Tell me, Maloney, how exactly...

do you conduct a scientific time management exercise on a journey that

place four years ago?

I'll tell you what.

I'll help you for a couple of days, and you'll participate fully, proactively,

and without resentment in my management review, okay?

No problem.

Everyone's happy.

The usual mistake is that conditions are never replicated carefully enough.

People make all kinds of optimistic assumptions which don't take account of

random elements.

Everyone underestimates how long it takes to do something. It's human

Doing everything exactly as it happened is the only way. Time of day, traffic

conditions, type of vehicle.

You've got to walk their walk, talk their talk.

Hello?

No, thanks, love. I've already... Peking

duck, please.

Peking duck, that's special order.

Yeah, just one, please.

Special recipe.

You've got a 25 -minute wait.

Pardon?

Do you mind if I smoke?

I don't mind at all, love.

But we've got regs nowadays.

This nicks a smoke -free environment.

Isn't that right, Sergeant Jackson?

Times have changed. We've got regs for everything.

You didn't have a body in this case. That must have been puzzling.

Well, you can't have everything.

Blood and spunk's always a bad combination in the back of a motor.

If you'll pardon me for being direct.

You can be as direct as you like, Sergeant.

Now, I've reviewed Mr McVeigh's trial notes.

It appears that you withheld rather a lot of material from the defence lawyer.

For example?

Well...

A witness statement from Mr Chee Long, the owner of the takeaway on Dagenham

Road, for example.

We only have to turn over relevant evidence to the defence.

The guy was never called.

Don't think he the English too good.

Nevertheless, I'd like the document.

Mr Chee's unsure of the events now, but he says he gave a full statement to the

police at the time of Lindsay's disappearance.

Miss Linden.

Is it, Miss?

I've got to tell you, we don't take kindly to an inference that we concealed

anything on this case.

The jury took 57 minutes to convict him.

Now, if you want to put an evidence order through the proper channels... Mr

Maloney.

I'm here to accept all the materials undisclosed to the evidence on the Queen

versus David McVeigh.

Oh, and I'll take it now.

I wouldn't want anything to go missing.

You see, G .R .A. like our arrogant little shits.

Yeah. Boy, you're a bad carrier.

Yes. So take your boss and piss off.

We've got better things to do than deal with these half -assed bollocks.

My own daughter was in the same choir.

I searched for that girl behind those buildings on my hands and sodding knees

trying to keep up the dog shit and syringes, all right.

Is there a superior I can speak to?

You can talk to me.

Inspector Alan Carraway.

Regional Missing Persons Unit.

Heard you were coming.

Thought I'd come over and introduce myself.

Now, is there a problem?

In the old days, we used to throw everything away once the appeal process

over. It's all recorded now.

We try to be more open.

Tell that to your detectives.

There's a lot of emotions when kids are involved.

They feel they've got the right man.

I coordinated that search.

It wasn't nice.

Feelings run high, you know.

Probably because of the family link.

Family link?

Yeah, Craig McVeigh used to be a police officer here.

Very popular guy, apparently.

Right. There we go.

I'll get someone to carry them out for you.

It's all right, we'll manage.

No need to be so distrustful, you know.

We don't appreciate it.

Anything else I can help you with?

Just let me know.

Thanks.

Rose?

You okay?

You've got children.

You?

Come.

Maybe to do the diabetes.

They say my lifestyle's wrong.

I'm sorry.

Yeah.

Let's go.

She's going to want to go through the whole thing again.

You have to remember what happened that night.

Now, here's a copy of your first statement.

You need to be sure... Craig doesn't want you doing this.

Craig doesn't understand.

Now, let's go through it.

He said that he spoke to you.

He wants you.

I want to see Kathy and Cameron.

Well, you can't, boy.

Not till you're innocent.

Now, concentrate like I always showed you.

I'll read it so you can remember.

Maybe I did it, Mum.

I've done bad things.

No.

Never.

You didn't do that.

Who killed Lindsay, Mum?

It's me.

Maybe trouble.

She's been here.

She's got the evidence boxes.

Hello, David.

Good to see you again.

Hello.

Come to remind you, you've got to be a good boy.

Okay.

Right. Cover your face.

Yeah, well, sort it out.

Sort it out.

You're the police, for Christ's sakes.

Yeah. I retired, OK?

There's nothing that... You know that?

Jeez, I... OK, OK.

Too long.

Ooh, okay.

Game on, boy.

I'm happy with the lawmakers.

I can see you, Rose Linden.

You big baby, Jonathan, ringing your lawyer.

I know, I know.

I'll have to think of something more creative.

I'm busy at the moment, Jonathan, but I haven't forgotten you.

Goody.

I met your boyfriend once, you know.

Inside.

Mickey.

Nice lad.

Shame about the life sentence.

You must get lonely.

You are lonely, aren't you, Rose?

Why don't you come up?

I'll show you what you're missing.

Another time, Jonathan.

Can't wait, baby.

Come on, love.

Smile.

Yeah. Come on.

Come on. That's it.

Take off.

No. No, no. Please don't.

It's okay, man.

Come on.

Hold them up. Let's fail.

Jesus.

Look at those.

Maloney? Yeah, I know it's late. Can you come over, please?

No, come over here.

I've found her.