All language subtitles for Unforgotten.S05E04.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Hi, babe, it's me. Obviously, erm...

spoke to your mum
when you were asleep.

Be good to talk. Er...
Call me when you feel up to it.

Er... Back tonight. Lots of love.

Get your shit together.

I'm sure it's nothing serious,
just a bad cold,

but these days you never know,
do you? So...

But as per our discussion,
we've got a million new menu ideas.

So she or I will call you,

and hopefully we can reschedule
maybe for early next week?

Thanks a lot.

You said you'd find things.
You said you'd research stuff.

I said I'd do some digging,
and I have, but the reality is...

Do you want more money?
'It's not about the money.'

'It's always about the money.'

I'm sorry
if I've given you false hope,

but perhaps I should've...

So, the firearm
detailed in the original log

was actually an air pistol.

Ebele's? No, a flatmate's
that she'd borrowed,

according to her statement.

Er, apparently, she'd been drinking
all afternoon with friends,

and it was a "prank",

"a spur of the moment dare
to hold up a bank".

I thought it was a stockbrokers?

Yeah, it was,
a company called Morgan Lavelle.

As I say, she was very drunk.

Why did she already
have the airgun with her

if it was an off-the-cuff dare?

Yep.
OK. What did she get?

12 months bender.
Right.

Low.
Yeah, and then at the trial,

the doorman that she'd threatened,
a guy called, er...

Christopher Blackwood.

So, he ended up
backing up her version of events,

and he said that she told him
it was a dare

after just a few seconds
of waving the gun around,

and that later,
he saw her mates giggling outside.

So, why'd he call the police?

He said he called them
before she revealed it was a prank.

In those few seconds?
Yeah, me neither.

OK, well, let's see if we can
speak to him, the doorman.

I should also say that forensics
have found

what we hope is our bullet
at the scene last night,

so that's headed to ballistics
as we speak.

So, we did find a bank account
for a woman

with the same name and DOB,
and her last transaction, ever,

was a debit card payment
to an off-licence

on the 26th of June
at 17:43 that evening.

Was that...

Was that not also the same date
the social worker visited her?

I think it was.

Yeah, that morning.

OK. Good. Like that.

Er, what about her bank activity?

Very regular, for many years.
She used her card most days.

OK, so it stopping being like that,
then, that's significant.

Absolutely.

And anything interesting
in her bank statements?

Couple of things.

She survived mostly on benefits,
but there were also cash payments,

deposited, I presume,
by her at pretty regular intervals.

OK. What sorts of amounts?

Three, four hundred quid,
give or take.

How often?
About half a dozen times a year.

Started in 2010,
stopped after the 26th.

Could it have been money
from her sex work? Hm...

A meth habit doesn't generally go
hand-in-hand with fiscal prudence.

No.

Er, and the other thing?

Yeah, a standing order,

which was only set up seven months
before she died.

That's for £200,
to be paid on the 1st of each month.

From? It just says "DSH"
on the statements.

I've no idea what that means.
I'm investigating.

OK. And her mobile?

Couldn't find any contracts.

If she did have a phone,
it must have been a pay-as-you-go.

Kaz and I are looking into that.
OK, great. Thank you.

Er, Frances.

Yeah, so I put a flag on PNC
for Joseph Bell,

and I actually got a ping
first thing this morning.

He was arrested, apparently,
in Essex, yesterday.

For?
ABH, among other things.

No bail.
Er, he's being held on remand.

OK. Find out where, and see if
we can speak to him, ASAP, please.

Sure.
OK. Thanks, all.

Where's DI Khan, Guv?
Paris.

Interviewing the social worker.

Back tonight.

I don't know if you remember me,
but we met three years ago

when you managed to get me
a work permit.

Er, I was hoping to repay
the favour.

I've got some goods I thought
you might be interested in.

Some watches, premium watches.

Er, eight, Bretq,
worth about 80K if you were to...

Maybe half of that, maybe 40?

Yeah, I can...
I can see you tonight.

Erm, are you still in the same...?

Yeah, I'll be there.
I'll see you then.

Yes, that's Precious.

Your client.
Yes.

My God, what a dreadful thing.

What a tragic waste of a life.
Yeah.

So, was it drugs?
No.

What, then?
We think she was murdered.

Jesus. By who?

Well, that's why I'm here,

to get as much information as
possible about her last movements.

Right.

And what do you want to know?

Hiya.

If you've come for contrition,
you'll wait a long time.

No, I don't need that.

I just thought you might wanna know
a lawyer in London called for you.

Wants you to call him back ASAP.

Why does a lawyer
wanna speak to you, love?

And how can we even afford
a London lawyer?

Her life was chaotic,
as it often is with addicts,

so she was hard to help.

Was she using
when you were working with her?

Yes.
Did she ever deal as well?

Not to my knowledge.

Did she ever mention any trouble
with her dealers?

Not that she ever told me about.

And where was she living
when you first engaged with her?

Temporary hostels, which she kept
getting chucked out of.

For...?

She had issues with
her universal credit not being paid,

she was stealing
from other residents,

ongoing drug issues.

And, er, did she work
in the sex trade

at any stage that you knew her?

She said not.

But I know her son
wanted her to get back to it.

I mean, he was always short of money
himself,

so maybe he persuaded her.

He was down in London
when you were working with her?

On and off.
Did you actually see him?

A couple of times, yeah,
when he was kipping on her floor.

And what was her relationship
with him like?

Troubled. Erm...

He stole from her
because of his own habit.

She also told me
that he was violent towards her.

And what's her relationship like
with her mother?

Pretty similar.
The trauma ran down the generations.

Again, all fairly common
in families with addiction issues.

And how did you try to help?

My primary focus was to get her
stable accommodation

and a drug rehabilitation programme.

Did you succeed in either?

No.

Because...?

Look, people like Precious,
for many complicated reasons,

often sabotage their own help.

So things can go wrong many times
before they go right,

which all costs money.

Sadly, "Let's raise taxes
and give it to addicts"

doesn't easily fit
on the side of a bus,

so, yes, we failed.

Because... money.

Erm, OK. That's the girls' father.

He's come to pick them up.

We're in the middle
of a custody dispute.

What the fuck...?!

So, she's in and out
of temporary hostels,

and then in late June 2016,

she asks you to come to see her
in a big house in Hammersmith?

Yeah.

Did she mention whose house it was,
or how come she was there?

She said it was a squat.

Did she mention anyone
by the name of Tony Hume?

No.
And how was she?

Fine.
Completely normal meeting?

Yeah.

She didn't mention anything about
any rows,

or anything to do with her family,

or anyone that made you think
that she might be in danger? No.

Because we have reason to believe

that Precious died very soon
after your last meeting.

Almost certainly in that house,
in fact.

So, is there anything that
you can tell us

that would help us with that?

No. Sorry.

So, this was both the last meeting
you had with her, er...

but also, as I understand it,
possibly the last with anyone.

You resigned the day after.

I don't recall the exact date.

You resigned on...

the 27th.

Right.

Are the two events connected at all?

No.

It just seems like
a bit of a coincidence.

Does it?
Well...

She's murdered, you resigned.

But I didn't know she was dead.
Obviously.

Hm. So, what was the reason, then?

I didn't like the job.

What, that job specifically,
or social work generally?

Both.

I was exhausted and demoralised.
We all were.

So, just one more time, then. Er...

Nothing happened in that house,
no arguments of any kind? No.

No issues, disputes,
problems between the two of you,

that you think
that we should know about?

No.

OK, thanks for your time.

What are you talking about?

I was looking after him yesterday.
Of course I'm his brief.

Your name's not on the list.
Maybe you've been replaced.

Replaced by who?

And so, in conclusion,
Your Worships,

we would like to stress again

that our client has literally
no history of absconding,

that he has a vulnerable partner
with multiple health issues -

who he is deeply committed
to looking after -

and lastly,
that we would be happy to offer

a surety of £10,000.

Yeah, I want to find out
about his departure

from West London Social Services.

To my sense, there's more there
than he's admitting to.

OK.
And also, according to him,

both the mother and the son
were violent towards Precious.

'Yeah. Although he would say that

'if he was trying to cover up
his own tracks.' Yeah.

OK, but let's trawl through
his contemporaneous notes

and see what they say.
'Yeah.'

It'd be good to, erm...
maybe find half an hour...

to sit down together and, er...

Sorry.
What time are we at Earlmarsh?

Three thirty.
'See you then. Bye.'

Tony?

Ah! Mehdi. How are you?

Yeah, good. Listen, erm...

I just wanted to let you know,

I had a look at
your grant application.

It's gonna have to be a no,
I'm afraid.

Oh? Yeah, budgets are so squeezed,
for obvious reasons.

We just need to prioritise
the more unique applications.

"Unique"? What does that mean?

Well, there wasn't a lot of detail
in there, Tony.

You know, for a 100K grant,
it all felt a little peremptory.

I thought we had a shorthand.
Right.

It's getting harder for it
to keep working like that, though.

Worked like that
when I got you into the DOT.

When your son needed
an introduction to Warburgs.

It worked like that then, Mehdi,
didn't it?

Ah, well. There it is. Sorry again.

D'you know what they call you,
Mehdi?

Behind your back, your department?

"Mehdi-ocrity". Never a truer word.

Do you know
what they call you, Tony? Hm?

Nothing.

No-one cares.

I'm so sorry, Joseph.
J.

J.

I ain't seen her in years, man,
so I don't give a fuck.

Your mum?

So, when was the last time
you saw her?

Ten years.

Got away from her
as soon as I could, innit?

Bad influence.

Because her social worker
details you living

between London and Wales in 2016,

and seeing your mum occasionally
during that period.

Not true.

Well, he also details seeing you

at a hostel she was staying at,
in Acton.

And also has her describing a row
between you and her,

in which you got violent.

Didn't happen.

Must have mistaken me
for someone else.

And as for violence,
well, my mum was chattin' shit.

Why would she have lied?
My mum would have said anything

if she thought it was
gonna get her something.

Probably wanted to get into a refuge
or something.

You think?
I do.

So, did you never wonder where
she'd been the last six years?

I assumed she'd gone to Wales.
To the farm?

But, listen...

if you're looking for someone
who did used to hurt her,

then speak to David Bell.

That don bust her up
fuckin' hundreds of times.

This was the man who ran the cult?

Yeah, proper nasty.

You actually saw him
be violent towards her?

Yeah, lots of times, man.

I mean, she always left, but...

then somehow, for some reason,
she always went back.

And when you say violent...

Physical...

sexual...

In here, man.

Treated her like a dog.

Worse than a dog, like...
like he owned her or something.

How long were you there?

On and off from when I was about
seven to when I was about 15.

And what was your relationship
with him like,

this man whose surname you shared?

Was he ever violent towards you?

He did everything to me, man.

Did you ever report anything?
To who?

We were 20 miles
from the nearest town.

We weren't allowed mobiles,
there was no internet.

Maybe that's why she was the way
she was with me, you know,

cos of what he did to her.

But, yeah...

if you're looking for a killer...

speak to that fucking prick.

Hey.

Serge just called me.
What the hell is going on, Kaz?

Love, I'm sorting it out,
don't worry.

'You're sorting what out?'

He said you were being interviewed
by British police.

It's fine. I'll call you later.
I promise you, it'll be fine.

Karol?

Bonjour.
Bonjour.

'So, I'm sorry,
but not only is our obsession

'with balancing the books
economically illiterate,

'and not only is it morally wrong

'to cut funding for the vulnerable,
sick and needy,

'the absolute worst
part of austerity

'is that it doesn't even work!

'It turns out
we are making ourselves poorer

'as a nation, and that...'

So, what did you think?
His family lie very well.

So I need to know more about him.
Anything and everything we can find.

Guv.
Hi there.

Just coming to pick up my client.

He's being released on bail.

Should all be in order.

He had a number
of mental health issues,

the year or so before he left.
What sort of issues?

Er, anxiety, depression,

a degree of agoraphobia, I think.

Brought on by anything specific?
Yeah.

Two assaults. One 2015, one '16.

Er, racially-motivated assaults.

Because he was Polish?

Because he was Jewish.

His nationality
was probably just a bonus.

OK. Where did these happen?
First one, late 2015,

just walking down the street
wearing his kippa.

And the second one was outside
a synagogue in February 2016.

Did he report any of these
to the police?

The first one, yeah,
but nothing happened.

So he didn't bother with the second.

And you think this is what might
have precipitated his problems?

Well, his parents moved back
to Poland for a time at that point,

and he was living by himself.

I just think he felt a bit isolated.

Bit lonely.

And you think this is what
ultimately led him to resign?

Nothing I'm about to tell you
is anything other than rumour, OK?

So if you want any kind of detail,
you'll have to speak to HR.

OK.

And I qualify all of this
with the fact that the Karol I met

when he first came here
was a lovely,

kind, respectful, gentle man.

There was a rumour that he left

because of some inappropriate photos
he took of a colleague.

On a stairwell.

Up-skirting?

Up-skirting.

We're just looking for more
background information on him,

and we have you down
as his probation officer, so...

Yeah.

Yeah, ten o'clock tomorrow,
that'd be perfect.

I'll send a Zoom link.
OK, thanks, bye.

Hey, Guv.
Yep.

Got the result of the C&C trawl
on 64 Waterman Road,

but we can do it tomorrow
if it's too late now.

No, no, no. Go for it, go for it.

So, there's one incident
in our timeframe.

It was on the 14th of June.

The call to the local nick
from a resident of 23 Waterman

about a "violent row"
outside 64 between two women.

The neighbour describes hearing
one woman tell the other to,

"Fuck off, Mum."

So...

just 12 days
before Precious's possible death,

and despite Ebele telling us

she hadn't seen her
since her birthday on January 15th,

here is Ebele in contact with her.

Did a car get up there?

It did,
but it had quietened down by then,

so no further action was taken.

So...

We have her shoplifting arrest
on the 5th,

where she gave
the Waterman Road address.

And then this incident
on the... 14th?

Yep.

And then the social worker's visit
on the 26th.

So that's nearly three weeks where
she's living there in some capacity,

despite the house having been made
secure at least a month previously.

So, how did she get in and out?

Had she broken in?

Stolen a set of keys?

OK, see if you can track down
the attending officers.

Thanks, Murray. It's great work.
Guv.

We're just trying to get

as much background on Joseph Bell
as possible,

so I'll send you the link

and look forward
to speaking to you then.

'OK, thanks.'
OK. Bye now.

And I'm not remotely...
pissed off with you.

How could I be?

You've never been anything other
than completely honest about kids.

Sorry.

So there's no blame.

About that, anyway.

But that doesn't stop me
from feeling sad.

Very sad, in fact.

Sorry.

Obviously, you've got nothing
to apologise for.

When you say,
"No blame about that anyway"...

Well, maybe you're not to blame
for that either, because...

Y'know, that's grief, isn't it?

And I should say
I slightly feel like

I'm not allowed to find it hard,
or complain about it,

or anything, really.

But it is hard, Sunny.

To feel so... excluded.

So shut out.

And it's hard to feel jealous
of a dead woman.

But I do.

Because, huh, here we are,
nine months on,

with no hint of a wedding in sight.

No discussions, even.

And I keep thinking
you'll bring it up,

cos I'm sure as hell not going to.

But you don't.

And even as I'm saying this,

I'm slightly hoping that
you'll jump in and say,

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
It's all OK. Let's set a date."

But you don't.

And I'm scared I know why...

Take it.
No.

Take it, it's fine.

Give me ten seconds.

Fran.

Hey. How you doing?
Yeah...

Er, hang on.
I'm east, boss man. The docks.

We just need to go over
some paperwork.

Nah, nah. I need to get back
to my girlfriend, bruv.

That's the only fucking reason
I called him.

It'll take half an hour, I promise,
and then I'll get you a car home.

For what it's worth,
it was just once.

And I know nothing I can say will...

ever allow you to forgive me
for that, nor should it,

but I am more sorry
than I'll ever be able to say.

My fucking sister.

Literally.

Do you wanna tell me why?

I was lonely.

He said he was, too,
and that you and he were finished.

When was this?

Three months ago.

You were on a course.

I'd babysat the kids.
It was in our house?!

I'm so sorry.

Just...

Go. Just leave. Please.

D'you know what, Debbie?

If you weren't such a weak...

person, if you had...

even an ounce of backbone,
you wouldn't have told me.

You'd have kept your shame
to yourself.

Hey.

I'm really sorry, I'm on a pick-up
down in Fontainebleau.

Thanks for the heads up, though.
Appreciate it, brother. Speak soon.

'Veuillez laisser
un message apres le bip.'

Hey, it's me.

Listen, I'm gonna come back,
see if I can get this sorted out.

I'll be about half an hour.
Call me to let me know you got this.

Please.

Joseph.

Tony Hume.

Why have you brought me here, man?

That wasn't the deal. Why am I here?

Please. Sit down.

Shit!

So, all I want to know,
really, Joseph is...

what you meant.

What I said.
OK.

And what you said, as I recall,

is that your mother
was Precious Falade,

and you were there that night.

You saw it all.
Yeah.

You were where?

A don like you must be so used to
being able to control things, innit?

Being able to influence

and manipulate everything
around you, yeah?

Whereas me...

I've had almost no control
in my life.

Almost no power, innit?

I've had to take whatever life
threw at me, bruv.

Had to learn how to adapt.

Very fucking fast,
often to the next random event.

And it's funny,
cos I've been so scared of you

since that
very fucking random night.

So scared of what you could do to me
if I told people what I knew.

Except now
I'm in the room with you...

and I see it's you who's scared.

I don't blame you, as it goes.

Cos you got a lot to lose, man.

Who are you really, Joseph?

What do you want?
Who am I?

I'm me, man.

And what I want...

is this.

Oh!

Kids, bedtime.
Come on. Brush your teeth.

Did you forget
I was going out tonight?

Shit, erm...

I'm sorry, yeah. Yeah.

Pyjamas are on the bed.
You're all good to go.

OK, thanks. Thanks.

Are you OK?

She hasn't told you, has she?
Who?

Debbie.

Told me what?

Gran, we're ready!

Grab a glass of wine.
I'll be back down in ten.

I'll shift my plans for tonight.

Thanks, Mum.

I'm back for a bit now,
so you're all right, Jordan.

Safe.

I missed you.

I missed you too.

I just needed someone
to look after me.

I know, but like I said,
I'm here now, babe.

Yeah.

I can't forgive her, Mum.

We can't forgive her for this.
You do understand that, don't you?

Your sister's not well, Jess.
You know that.

Please. You can't always excuse
her behaviour

because of anxiety or depression.

I'm anxious.

I'm depressed.
I don't go round behaving like that.

I don't think
I ever want to speak to her again.

And I don't think
you should want to either.

No DCI James?
Sorry.

'We tried to give her
all the support we could.

'When Joseph was about
18 months old,

'it was clear
she wasn't caring for him properly,

'and he was taken in to care.'

'He'd often came in to nursery

'hungry, in dirty clothes,
often soiled.'

She'd have punters
coming in her house all day long.

I'd see him through the window,

sitting in front of the TV all day,
on his own.

I mean, I did phone social services
several times,

but I'm not sure
if anyone ever came.

' "Oh, Miss, I fell."

' "Oh, Miss, a friend accidentally
kicked me playing football."

' "Oh, Miss,
I spilt a cup of tea on it." '

When Joseph arrived late at night,
gone ten, on his own,

in the back of a taxi

because cuts had meant there was
no social worker to accompany him,

he was 13 years old.

I showed him his room,
and he couldn't believe it

because it was clean
and the bed had a duvet on it.

He stayed with us for nine months,
and we applied for adoption...

er, but his mother blocked it

and eventually got him back
in the end.

Mainly for the child benefit,
I suspect.

It was one of the saddest days
of my life, having to let him go.

'Young Mr Bell was 17
when he arrived with us,

'but old for his years, y'know?

'Wily. Devious, even.

'Never reluctant to use violence
to get what he wanted.

'Could he kill?'

'I've no doubt.'

DCI James?
DI Khan. Sorry, hello.

What happened? Where were you?
Where was I?

The Zoom calls about Joseph Bell.

Damn it.

I, erm... had some, erm...

Look, I'm...
I'm really... I'm really sorry.

Can we just, erm...
duck in here for a moment?

Yeah.

I can't work like this.

Next to you but not with you.

I sat in this room earlier

and listened to various people
talking about Joseph Bell,

and it was illuminating
and heart-breaking,

and it gave me...

all sorts of insights
and new ideas,

and you-you missed it all.

Now, I've recorded it,
and I'll send you the links,

but it's not the same thing, is it?

Because we need to be in the room
together.

We need to talk.

In your office,
in the canteen, the pub.

We need to come up with
a thousand stupid theories

and laugh at them
and come up with better ones.

Because it's only by doing that,
surely,

that we'll get to understand
the people sitting opposite us.

I can't be her, DI Khan.

I'm not asking you to be.

All I'm saying is,
there's a barrier between us,

and I would love it

if we could find a way
of getting rid of it,

even if it's just for this case
and then we go our separate ways.

And maybe it is my fault.

Apologies if it is.

I'm dealing with some
personal issues that, er...

Well, I'm not exactly
at the top of my game,

but I would love it
if we could reset.

If we could just start again.

Please.
What issues?

Yesterday... my fiancee...

had a miscarriage of a baby
I didn't really want.

I am so sorry.

Thanks.
Yeah, it was very early, but still.

It's complicated.

54 minutes before I started
the job last week, my...

Excuse me.

My husband, erm...

my husband told me he'd been...

he'd been having an affair.

And, er...

Last night...

Last night, I discovered
it was with my sister.

OK, you win.

Oh...

I'm really sorry, too.

I mean, that's... that's awful.

Is there anything I can do?
Er, thanks.

Er, probably not.

But, erm... thank you.

And, er...

Er, we've...

got a result on the bullet.

What result?

It has the same striation marks
as a bullet fired

in a 2015 robbery in Lisson Grove.

The gun was never recovered,

but an arrest was made
of an Elton Paul King,

a known associate

and fellow gang member
of one Joseph Bell.

Call Earlmarsh,

see if we can organise
another interview.

Do we know where this Mr King was
at the time of Precious's murder?

Yeah, Winterstoke, six months
into a ten stretch for the robbery.

He was released on parole last year.

OK, well, let's see if we can
speak to him ASAP, please. Mm-hm.

So, er... So, yeah.

Just... Just so you know,
this is not remotely...

who I am or how I work.

You know, this last week or so,
it's not, erm...

So, you know, I'm...

I'm sorry.

And, er, of course...
of course we need to talk.

So send me the Zooms, please.
I really want to see them.

And then, erm...

Yeah, let's...

let's reset.

As per my email,

if I were to decide
to bring things forward...

how much notice would you need?

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