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Joan Barrie is alive.

Well, if Joan's alive, whose body did we get rid of?

'Carol, get out of there!'

We found a buyer for the house. Cash.

I don't have anywhere else to live.

What are you doing here? This is my house.

You wouldn't want your kids to go through something like that,

knowing that their mam's a murderer.

Did Emily say anything the other night?

She's a smart girl. She knows how to keep a secret.

I can get you the money. I just need time.

No. You'll pay me in full by the end of this week.

Robert and Moira were having an affair.

I know Robert better than you.

I'm moving back to Stable Row, and I want you out!

CARER: Got a visitor, Robert.

Hello, Robert. Long time no see.

Joan.

You... You've changed your perfume.

Everything about me has changed, Robert.

But... where have you been?

What a question. And what have you been up to?

What was Neil doing in the river?

In the river? He...

He was in the freezer. You listen to me.

You keep your mouth shut, or I'll shut it for you.

Do I make myself clear?

Consider this a warning.

I mean, if she had nothing to hide, why's she been hiding all this time?

Exactly, Carol.

Feel free to help me pack up, why don't you?

I would, but my legs are...

We've got evidence on her, sending all those fake postcards.

And all the time, she knew he was lying in that freezer

like an old, forgotten fish finger.

Who does she think she is,

throwing accusations about left, right and centre?

Coming back, spreading her muck.

I have aged better than her, haven't I?

SIGHS: All to deflect from her own dirty, dark deed.

Exactly. This is what she does, Mam.

She'll say anything to get under my skin, to wrong-foot me.

Get this. Do you know what she said?

She said you and Robert had an affair.

CHUCKLES She said what?

I mean, seriously... as if he'd go for someone like you.

What do you mean, someone like me?

Well, you know. You're a bit brassy for him.

"Brassy"?! I'm not brassy!

Oh, get over yourself, Mother.

I tell you, she's come back now that he's incapacitated.

Pin it all on Robert. Well, I won't let her.

How do you know they're not in it together?

Dan. Hm?

I've been thinking... How can we trust Martha?

We only know what she's told us. PHONE CHIMES

I am not talking to that bloody woman.

Your mam again? Yep.

Is that Uncle Neil's head?

Sorry. You shouldn't have seen that. What were the marks?

Looked like a tattoo. No, no, no.

It's a wound... where he was hit.

DAN MUTTERS Wanted to be early!

Right, wish me luck.

I think I'm onto something.

They hit a dead end in Newcastle.

Taylor's gonna have to put me back on the case.

Davina, I love her to bits, but, you know, she's not the sharpest.

Well, bad luck, Davina. It's dog eat dog out there.

Yeah, do you know what I mean?

BARKS Love you!

Love you.

ANNA: He's in the news, your uncle. SALLY: That's embarrassing.

Do you even remember him?

I was only five.

I remember he smelt of liquorice. I always hated liquorice.

You were only five when your mum left?

Poor Sally.

Your whole world must have turned upside down when she left you all.

I always felt like it was because of me somehow.

Kids always think it's their fault.

We're making up for lost time.

I'm gonna move in with her.

Is that what you want?

SIGHS

To be honest, I hardly even remember her.

Well, I think it's great.

Maybe I'll meet her at the fundraiser.

You should wear this. Yeah, you'd look smashing in it.

Grim. How could anyone do that?

Right in the eyeball.

DAN: Frostbite. Can't get my head around that.

Why would he have frostbite?

Dumped from a fishing trawler, tide was coming in?

"Lemon entry", my dear Watson. "Lemon entry".

What, and he swam the last bit upstream?

Morning, Sir. Morning.

UNDER BREATH: Close shave.

Davina, check when the interview officer's arriving, can you?

The who? To jog the memory of the brother.

Any DNA back on the scarf? I'll check again.

Sir. Uh-huh. You should know, Joan Barrie's back in town.

At last. Someone who knew Neil who's compos mentis.

Sir, er, just one more thing.

The markings on the back of his head...

Do you know the Fibonacci code?

Yeah. The Dan Brown film? No, no, no.

It's this mathematical sequence - a pattern.

It's found in nature all the time.

It's in petals, fish scales, pineapples, loads of things.

You think someone chucked a pineapple at him?

No. I-I'm just saying,

the wooden plank or whatever it was he got hit with...

it's got that pattern on it.

OK, Columbo. Bring in the others, can you?

DOORBELL RINGS

Carol. What's going on?

I'm moving in. You're early.

Not by my watch.

Well, I'm not ready, so you'll have to bloody wait.

Moira. Joan.

I'll wait in the car.

That face has seen more needles than the bloody sewing bee.

I'm onto her, I am.

Oi!

"Rapid decomposition", blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Listen to this bit, Dav.

"Microscopic tissue damage, unique chemical, SCHAD.

"Skin slippage"?

Mm! You know how to get a lady going.

Carol?

Keys.

SILENT DAVE: Howay, pet.

Ooh!

HE EXHALES SHARPLY

All right? Aye.

I will be.

It's just, you know, considering...

you seem a bit different, pet, that's all.

I'm not different. Well, it just...

It seems, these days, like your mam and you are thick as thieves.

I was the one you used to tell your secrets to.

There aren't any secrets.

I don't know what she's told you...

About what?

I think I just appreciate her more now I'm older.

She still drives me bonkers, obviously. Obviously.

Look, Dad, I'd better go.

Some specialist policewoman's coming to the home to see Robert.

Right. Thanks for your help, though.

Mm! Right.

I'll always be a daddy's girl. Aye, aye (!)

You all right?

You don't know what folic acid I should get my wife, do you?

They're all the same, mate. Just... Just get the cheapest.

You're right. Costs a bomb. Aye.

How far gone's yours? 27, 28 weeks.

Same. Feel a bit overwhelmed. It's my first time.

Try moving house at the same time.

Where you going? Down south.

As his appropriate adult,

you do know he's entitled to have a solicitor present?

Oh, no, we're all right. Aren't we, Robert?

Hm? Yeah, we're all right.

Robert, I just want to ask you a few things. Mm-hm.

Do you know where you are?

Yes. I'm in my room.

With Carol.

That's right.

You don't have to answer anything you don't want to, OK?

OK. Bye, then. OFFICER LAUGHS

I want you to feel relaxed.

I'm gonna show you a few photos. Mm-hm.

And I want us to go back in time to when your kids were small.

To when there were no smartphones.

The children probably wanted the Nintendo Wii for Christmas.

You and your wife are living at Stable Row.

It's home. That's right.

You're working at the pharmacy. Mm-hm.

The kids are at the local school. Mm-hm.

And then your brother Neil comes to stay with you.

Mm, he's down on his luck. Yes.

He stays with you for a while.

Forever.

Robert calls it his forever home.

I know he leaves with your wife...

...which must be very distressing for you.

It's such a shock.

It's... It's a complete betrayal.

Cos Joan and I, we did everything together.

Did he ever bring friends to the house?

Mm-mm.

And when do you next see Neil?

In the dark room. In a dark room?

What dark room?

Neil was a photographer. He had a dark room in the house.

It's just wrong.

What's wrong, Robert?

Nobody had phones... back then.

It was all just dials and curly wires.

And he would...

...beat us with the receiver...

...on the head, if we didn't...

...do what he said.

Then I got bigger, you know, so I could thump him back,

but Neil was...

I had to look out for him.

To stop it.

He's sleeping.

We had a little breakthrough. I can try again in a few days.

Does he often talk about his childhood?

Only since the dementia.

Next time, I'll add a piece of music or some sensual trigger.

You said his brother was a photographer?

Maybe I'll bring some of that pungent developing liquid.

Memory's such a visceral thing. You'd be amazed.

Oh, erm, sorry, Sir...

What you all following me for? I'm not the sodding killer. Get out!

You've got people to interview, swabs to eliminate. Sir?

Yes, Dan. What do you want? I think I've got something.

I took a peek at the coroner's report.

Oh, yeah, I saw that.

The body was frozen prior to being in the water, which makes sense.

Yeah, but I think we're barking up the wrong tree.

Which tree should we be barking up?

Sorry. Sir, still no luck on the scarf DNA.

They've found several hairs, but this person's never been arrested,

so they're not on the database.

Oh, dammit. Sir, regarding the SCHAD enzyme...

It looks like he's been frozen for quite a long time. Oh, yeah?

And then the bone analysis indicates that the deceased was in his 40s

when he died, not 61, which is what Neil Barrie should've been.

You saying we've got the wrong ID? No.

I'm saying we're looking for suspects in the wrong decade, Sir.

JOAN: Scampi and chips, just like the old days.

Shall I be Mother?

Your favourite. Or maybe not any more.

And I got some of those lollies you love. Mm.

Loved.

Kaden not coming? He didn't respond.

I thought later we could look through some old photographs

I found downstairs.

I picked out some.

Carol tells me you're a whizz with make-up.

Hm. Yeah.

Well, you... you look smashing.

Someone said I've got lovely skin.

Is that a career you'd like to pursue? Beauty?

I'm an influencer.

I've got over 400 followers. Goodness!

That's a lot, if you imagine them all lined up in a row.

I hear you have a boyfriend?

Mm-hm. Oh, lovely.

I'd like to meet him.

You must've really loved him, then?

What?

Uncle Neil.

I suppose so.

Was it all worth it?

SIGHS

Oi, oi!

You can't park here!

We can park wherever we like, love. We're the police.

That's my house, and you're spoiling my view.

Lived here a long time, haven't you, Mrs Grainger?

Aye, since before you were a twinkle in your dad's eye.

Do you remember Neil Barrie?

I'll tell you what I told the man from The Herald.

Neil Barrie was a lovely man.

How so? He was kind, he was polite.

Did some gardening for me once, and he was smashing with the kids.

I was as shocked as anybody when they gallivanted off.

Did you ever see him again after they left?

I did not, no.

But, mind, I appreciated the peace and quiet.

It was non-stop rowing next door.

Right, erm, won't be too long.

Don't you look adorable? Look at your lovely little outfit.

I should be getting back. I'm helping at number 5.

Oh, is that the nice young couple

with the little girl a few doors down?

They've not been getting on. Oh! Oh, dear.

Sally...

I want us to start again.

A clean slate.

But I don't know what happened on the dirty slate.

Can't you just tell us why you left?

Why do you always have to talk in riddles?

KNOCK ON DOOR

DAN: Joan?

Would you mind having an informal chat down at the station?

SHE HUMS SOFTLY

Ooh, it's very chilly today.

Weather's been...

Hm?

I'm just going to, er...

I feel silly.

SIGHS I know this seems...

But I just need to know.

Robert. Mm?

Do you remember the day Neil died?

It rained.

HE MUTTERS

Joan?

Do you remember what happened that day, Robert?

Yeah, I remember.

I come home from the pharmacy...

You let yourself in. You come into the hall.

Where's the kids?

Joan?

Where am I, Robert? Where do you find me?

No, whoa, whoa. What's the matter? Why are you being all hysterical?

I... I can't understand what you're saying.

Huh? Why? Why? What's in the cellar?

Let's go take a look. Let's go down.

Oh, Jesus Christ, Joan...

Jesus fucking Christ! What have you done?

His eye!

What the fuck have you done to Neil?!

Oh... It's OK. It's me. It's me. No! No, don't...

Don't say that. Don't tell me that!

Darling, darling... No! It's Carol.

It's Carol. It is OK. HE GROANS

Oh, my God. Oh!

OK, love. It's OK. It's OK.

It's OK.

Oh, my God!

Greatly appreciate you coming in

to help us with this informal chat, Mrs Barrie.

How long did your relationship with Neil Barrie last?

Oh, not long. Maybe two and a half years.

And when did you last see him?

At the airport in New Mexico. He flew out sometime early in 2008.

And he would have been what age then, early to mid-40s?

Yeah, around that. Did you do a lot of travelling together?

I didn't like being in the UK,

knowing my children were here, and I wasn't allowed to see them.

Whose idea was it to go to South America?

Mine. I'd always dreamed of seeing Peru, Chile, Colombia.

And did you stay in touch with each other after the split? No.

Might he have come back to see his brother?

I have no idea. Maybe. They never really got on.

They had all sorts of scores to settle.

MOIRA: Well, we know she's the murderer.

CAROL: Yeah, all we need to do is prove it.

I'll do upstairs, you do down.

But what am I looking for? Anything that proves she's a liar!

What are you doing here? Sally! You gave us both a fright.

We thought your mam was out.

Just, I left my charger in the bedroom.

She's at the police station.

Oh. What for?

They came round asking if she'd mind answering a few questions.

They came to her, did they?

You can't just be letting yourself in.

Isn't your house any more, Carol.

No, you're absolutely right, Sally. I won't be a sec!

DCI TAYLOR: Could you take us through the day

that you left Stable Row?

Robert got back from the pharmacy early.

He came upstairs.

He found us in bed together. He caught us red-handed.

He went absolutely ballistic. What did he do?

He started smashing up the room, throwing things.

He called me all sorts of names - "whore", "Jezebel".

Which was rich, coming from him.

And then he started whacking Neil.

I thought he was going to kill him - kill us both -

and he said that he would if we ever came back.

So he kicked you out there and then? I just grabbed what I could.

Sorry, what did you mean, "rich, coming from him"?

He was the one who couldn't keep his fly zipped up,

carrying on with Moira Crottie behind my back.

So, where did you and Neil go when you left? Moira Crottie?

London.

Yes.

Would you mind giving us a DNA swab?

Er, I'm afraid I would mind.

I don't want to be on anyone's database

in this age of AI, breaches and botches.

If that's all...?

So, how's things with your fiance?

When do we get to meet him? He doesn't like me telling people.

But, you know what, Moira? I'm sick of keeping secrets.

I don't wanna be like my family - like my mam, my dad.

Secrets just hurt people.

Oh, I don't know, pet. I think the truth's overrated.

CREAKING UPSTAIRS

Have you got any biscuits? What is she doing up there?

WHISPERS: Shit!

Carol?

What you doing? I got it!

Right, we'll be off, Sally. PHONE CHIMES

Mam, come on! We're going.

You know she's been following Sally on Insta all this time?

She knows everything that's happened in this family, Carol.

Which means she was bricking it

when she found out the house was on the market.

She came back because of the body. And we did her dirty work for her.

Well, she's been lying about everything.

I found her old passport, and guess what, Mother.?

What, Carol?

She never went to South America, she never went to Mexico.

I took photos. We've got the proof. Ee...

We're like Cagney and Lacey, aren't we, Carol?

I'd be the... the glamourous one.

SIGHS SOFTLY

Thanks, Joan. Very helpful. How is he?

Kaden?

He won't respond to me at all. I can't get through to him.

I don't know what else I can try. That's Kaden for you.

Doesn't trust you, doesn't trust anyone.

Please, Dan.

Could you have a word?

I'll try.

Er, by the way, you might wanna consider co-operating with the swab.

It doesn't look good if you don't.

PATRICK: So, have we got to go? ANNA: Oh, Emily's so excited.

Sally, what time's the fundraiser tomorrow?

Sally?

Is everything OK?

Is Emily acting up?

She was giving me such a guilt trip this morning.

Curse of the working mother.

At least she has a mother. Course, yeah. So do you.

I don't think I like her.

I'm sure you'll get used to her. I used to pretend that she was dead.

Oh, don't leave, Patrick.

You see, if she was dead, then it didn't hurt as much.

I used to tell people that she'd died in a car crash.

Oh, darling... Please stop being so nice to me!

I can't bear all the covering up any more.

Patrick... you tell her.

Tell me what?

I don't know what she's talking about.

SCOFFS

I'm really sorry, Anna, but...

...me and Patrick have been having an affair.

What the fuck?

Are you... Are you fucking mental?! For six months.

So, when would I have time to do that?

Listen, love,

I didn't want to say anything because it sounds so big-headed,

but I do think she's got a bit of a thing for me.

She followed me home the other night.

And I said that she's been struggling.

Yeah, but, Sally, you can't come in and tell lies.

All right? It's... It's unkind.

You told me you loved me.

Sally...

...I know you've been having a difficult time,

but to come out with this...

Really? Mm.

Fine. Believe what you want.

I...

JOAN: 'Kaden, please stop ignoring me. I want to see you.'

LINE BEEPS

Hello!

Where have you been?

Went for a cheeky bevvy with the divine Davina.

You're looking at a man back on the case.

PHONE CHIMES

One day, if he plays his cards right, he might be DCI Dan Evans.

Well, maybe you can start looking into why Martha's been lying to us.

Oh! Saying that she's living in some fancy estate

when she's shacked up with some bloke who looks as dodgy as fuck.

Just let it go, babe. She's entitled to a private life.

I don't trust her, and I don't trust him.

CAN OPENS Why are you so happy, anyway?

Let's just say I was on it today. On it like a car bonnet.

Oh, er... we had your mam in. She really wants to see you, Kay.

Where was she when I really wanted to see her? I know.

Maybe just give her call, say you're not ready or...

Wouldn't it be nice to have peace in the family, eh? For the baby?

Oh, erm, heads up -

DCI Taylor might wanna talk to you and Sally about Neil.

What you remember the day they left.

Well, tell him not to waste his time.

Neither of us were even there.

Hey...

You can't keep pretending she's not back, love.

DOOR SLAMS

How did these fall into your hands?

They were dropped through my letterbox.

And, look - signed "Neil and Joan".

Well, I know for a fact that Joan's never set foot in South America.

How do you know for a fact? Just check her travel history.

Don't you think it's a coincidence

that she washes up at the same time as the body?

Well, thanks, Carol. We'll look into that.

PHONE CHIMES

Why are you all so full of shit?! ENGINE STARTS

THUD

Hello?

Kaden.

Don't you dare try and worm your way back into my life

through my husband.

Oh, Kaden! Don't!

Don't come near me.

This is not some fucking mother-son reunion.

Why don't you sit down?

I'll get you some water. Are you hungry?

Oh, Kaden.

I'm so glad you came.

No! You don't get to cry.

You don't get to do that.

Why did you leave us?

What did we do?

I want you to know that I've always loved you.

I've come back for you now.

Well, I don't love you. And I don't want you back.

So you can stop fucking messaging me, OK?

SHE SNIFFLES

How dare you... swan back in, chuck your money about.

Where the fuck were you when we needed you?!

Oh, God, Kaden...

Not a day goes by when I don't regret my whole life.

Please.

Please, forgive me.

She was five years old.

I know. I was ten.

I know. I needed my mam.

I used to sit in that room, in the window,

just... waiting...

I would... I...

HE SIGHS

I wish you'd fucking died.

Stay away from my family.

BUSY CHATTER

Dad, you knew Joan, right? Years ago.

I did. What was she like?

Always felt a bit sorry for her.

Why? Why would you feel sorry for her?

She left her kids. Men do that all the time, Carol.

Anyway, there's always more to things than meets the eye.

What does that mean?

Dad, what are you not telling me? Nothing!

Dad, look at me.

Is it true?

I don't know what you're talking about.

Oh, my God, it's true, isn't it?

Mam and Robert, they had a thing.

MOIRA: Have you seen that one over there in the stripes?

Matches the teacup!

Mm! Get me another cherry brandy, will you, pet?

Bye, Moira! I'll see you, Sandra.

Anything you want to tell me, Mother?

Any tiny little thing you might have forgotten to mention?

No, I don't think so. Like you and Robert?

You don't want to be listening to what Robert's saying.

He's lost his m... Stop it, Mother. I know.

What's Dave been saying? Don't even try it.

And now my head is spinning, Mother.

And it's making me wonder all sorts of things.

See you next week. See you later.

Bye. Bye!

KADEN: Martha! I got your message.

All right?

Erm... I've got that money. Do you want a lift home?

All right.

Oh, that's lovely. Thanks so much.

Enjoy. Have a nice day.

Oh, er, sorry. Three. Well, two and a half.

PATRICK CHUCKLES OK, thanks.

ANNA: Patrick, Sally's here. I think we should go.

We've got nothing to be ashamed of. Come on.

Let's hope she doesn't see us.

No way! Cakes. We got cakes!

Oh... Oh, vinyl. Great!

Anna.

Sally! Emily, go find the toys.

Patrick, you know it's true. I'm not a liar.

We love each other. God!

Wait... I-I can prove it!

We've had enough of your bollocks.

Take your fucking fantasy somewhere else.

Sorry.

Thank you.

Shit.

Schoolgirl error.

Sir.

Sir!

You're not gonna believe this.

Kaden, what you doing? You're going past my house.

DOORS LOCK

We need to have a little chat, Martha.

About you leaving with my baby. You're scaring me, Kaden.

And you're scaring me.

Give us that!

Can't I pee in peace?

Listen, Carol, it was just a fling.

Me and your dad, we were...

...going through a rough patch, and...

...Robert was miserable with moaning old Joan.

He loathed her.

And, well, we just sought a bit of comfort in one other.

But then, later, when I saw how in love you and Robert were,

I just couldn't say anything, could I?

DOOR LOCKS

MARTHA: Kaden, I want my phone back.

Why are we stopping?

Thought you'd pull one over on us, didn't you?

Disappear? What is wrong with you?!

Take our money, take our baby...

We weren't gonna trick you! ...and bugger off down south?!

We're moving! Agh! What's the matter with you?

Oh! Don't you dare try and pretend that...

Oh! Oh, my God, no.

SHE BREATHES HEAVILY Oh, no.

Agh! Oh, no!

HE GROANS, SHE BREATHES HEAVILY

For God's sake! Martha, deep breaths.

Carol... Just leave me alone, Mother.

BUSY CHATTER

That's cool. Hey, darling, do you want a drink?

Yeah, but not right now.

PATRICK ON VIDEO: 'Well, fancy finding you in here,

'you little bundle of gorgeousness.

'Ooh... by any chance?'

KADEN: Oh, please, God, I can't do this! Not in the car!

MARTHA WAILS Stuff it back in! Keep it in there!

SHE MOANS Jesus Christ!

Siri, help me. Ring Dan. SHE SCREAMS

Do it! BEEPS

SIRI: 'Ring Dang Doo is a song recorded

'by Sam The Sham & The Pharaohs in 1965.'

SHE SCREAMS Oh...

This is all my fault. I am so sorry, Martha.

I'm gonna get help. SHE MOANS

SALLY ON RECORDING: 'Oh, Patrick!' PATRICK: 'Oh, Sally!'

THEY MOAN 'Oh, shit the bed!

'Oh, Sally! Oh, my...'

PEOPLE CHATTER, LAUGH

ANNA: We're going home, Emily.

'Oh, yes!' No, Anna... No, Anna... No.

'Oh, Sally! Oh! Oh, Sally! Oh!'

Anna... Anna, just one sec!

'Oh! Oh, God! Oh, oh, oh, Sally!' 'Oh, oh, oh...'

'Oh, oh!' 'Oh, oh... Patrick!'

VIDEO STOPS, SHOCKED CHATTER

JOAN: Oh, Sally! He said he loved me.

Come on, love. Sally...

Excuse me! Hiya. Can you help me, please?

Can you go round the other side? Yeah...

She's not due for another few months.

Come on. MARTHA SHRIEKS

Sit in! Can you take her in? Her name's Martha.

All right, calm down. Deep breaths now.

MARTHA EXCLAIMS Deep breaths.

Oh, shit, shit, shit!

Oh, God, no!

No.

SIRENS WAIL

There she is. Do the honours, Dan.

DAN: Stay where you are. Nobody leaves.

Sorry to do this, Carol, but... Moira Crottie,

I'm arresting you on suspicion of the murder of Neil Barrie.

You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention when questioned

something you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

MOIRA: Dave, do something.

You've got the wrong person, Dan. Mind your head.

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