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The destructive force of a highly charged sexual relationship now on BBC2.

A dark thriller with strong language begins a series of four original dramas

exploring powerful obsessions.

What I think is you can't break another person's heart.

People want to break themselves.

They choose someone to break against.

Like driving your car into a wall.

Thank you.

I used to be a very well-respected man.

Sorry. May I speak to Mr. Cross, please?

Yes, speaking.

I'm so sorry to disturb you so late. That's okay.

I am at the police station.

I am advised it is my right and in my interest to contact a solicitor. All

right, I'll be down right away.

And you were recommended as a particular... really sound choice. I'm

sure you'll be pleased to hear this.

Sure. I'll get things sorted for you, Mr... Bosco.

You really think you can?

They say I killed someone.

I think we might have found the killer, Charlie.

You know, Jennifer Dawson, Alison Rimmer, Maria Bellini and so on.

Had a couple of working girls tie that down a cellar when they got to him

tonight. Fucking weirdo.

God knows what he was going to do to them.

Anyway, the doctor's with him at the moment getting some samples. Blood,

saliva and so on.

With his consent, I trust.

Don't be an arsehole, Charlie.

Now, see my client now, please, Mr Corwin.

But of course, Mr Cross.

They can hold you for a maximum of 72 hours, then they have to charge you or

release you.

Naturally, they'll be looking for a confession, and you may feel you get the

urge to give them one.

Please don't.

You're bigger than I thought you would be.

It's not me you have to worry about.

Of course not.

You're a professional man.

You're here to help me, aren't you?

Don't worry.

I don't say anything to those men.

I am guilty, of course.

In a sense.

Well, you know, aren't we all?

Mr. Bosco, you are in serious trouble. I don't think metaphysics are going to

help. Whatever you say.

Sure. There are some things I need to know and some things I need to do. Yes,

yes, of course. And there is a thing you could do for me, if you would.

What's that?

There's a young woman called Viola.

If you could let her know what's happened.

Sure. Viola.

Viola. Viola.

Address? Phone number? If you could let her know tonight.

It's not far.

Five minutes.

Right.

Kidos. She works there.

You know it.

I've heard of it. I don't know it.

You've heard of it, but you don't know it.

Story of your life, maybe.

Charlie, I drew your man as well.

Blood sample, saliva sample, genital inspection.

It works. Jesus, it's a funny job, this. Do you want to go for a drink or

something?

Do you know that place Guido's, Mike? I do. Do you want to go there for a small

one, just for badness? But will it still be open? Oh, it will.

This is a friend of mine, Charlie. Charlie Cross.

I'll have a couple of Jamesons.

Bells for me.

But your man tonight, he was a strange one.

Got very squeamish at the sight of his own blood.

The amount of blood he must have seen.

Of course, that would be other people's blood. Young girl's blood. Not the same

thing at all, I suppose.

You assume he's guilty?

I thought so.

He had a look about him.

Mind you, they say we could all do it.

But I'm not so sure.

Bells? James.

Excuse me, are you Viola?

Who wants to know?

My name is Charles Cross. I'm a solicitor.

I have a message for you.

Okay. Say the message.

Would you like to sit down a moment?

Please, just for a second.

Excuse me for a minute.

Sure, Mike.

I've been retained by Mr. Edgar Bosco.

He is helping the police with their inquiries.

Into what?

An attack on a woman. He asked me to let you know.

Now, he hasn't been charged.

They can hold him for up to 36 hours initially, and they can extend that to a

maximum of 72 hours, but I'll be doing everything I can to get him released

before then.

Obviously, we want to establish an alibi.

I can't help you.

I can't help you, and I can't help him.

Well, the police will almost certainly want to interview you and search the

house.

Well, if they want to, I suppose they will.

Would you like to see him? No.

Thank you.

If I want to see him, I will see him.

What is it?

Are you frightened of something?

No.

I'm okay.

Thank you for bringing the message. You can go now.

But we do need to talk.

Not now. The office is closed.

Sorry? Not now. Not here. The office is closed.

You look dreadful.

Why don't you take the morning off, get some sleep?

No, I'm fine.

I've got a lot on at the moment.

And you're indispensable.

I am?

Oh, then for Charlie Cross, the best man in a tight spot.

Thanks.

What was it last night, Dad?

Oh, I had to see a client.

A new one.

Why do you have to see him in the middle of the night?

He's supposed to have killed a young woman. Several young women, actually.

Prostitutes?

And is he guilty?

I don't know, Claire.

Better get cracking.

See ya.

You've got Steve Kerridge just before lunch to sign off on the Winchester

deal, and then just before that at 10.30, you've got Mrs. Bredwardine.

They're trying for a reconciliation.

Are they? Are they? That's nice.

So, it's no good.

You're chock-a-block.

Um, I'll put Steve Kerridge off.

He'll go mad. He wants to sign this morning. Why don't you let me phone him

and tell him that you're ill?

I'm never ill.

Ah, Charlie, you busy?

That business for Julian Rathbone, he's in a hurry on the other side of being a

little dilatory.

He said what he wants is someone who can go for the jugular.

Well, as you know, that's not really my style. Let me have a look at it, George.

Oh, would you, Charlie? Thank you. I would be enormously grateful. Steve.

Hi. Charlie Cross here.

This is Steve. Something's come up.

Sorry.

I didn't mean to wake you. Do you remember me from last night? Charles

Cross? Yes, I remember you.

I just thought I'd have a few words with you before... Want to come in?

Yes. Thank you.

Did he take these?

Mr. Bosco?

Yes, Mr. Bosco made these.

He's a photographer, you know.

Yeah, that makes sense.

They're remarkable.

You think so?

Yes.

So did the policemen.

They didn't make too much mess?

No, they were good.

They took a few clothes, that's all.

Did they say what they wanted them for?

No, they ask if I mind, and I say take.

Do you mind my asking how long you've lived here with them?

Two years.

A bit more.

And do you mind if I ask what your relationship is?

Not so good.

No, no.

I meant, are you his partner, or...? I'm married with him.

Right.

I hope this isn't too distressing for you, but we need to establish a line of

defence for your husband, so any information you could offer about where

he was on a few crucial dates would be... No, I'm sorry.

I don't know where he goes.

I don't know what he does. I don't know who he sees.

Well, I just thought that you might be able to give me something to get me

started. No, I'm sorry.

I'll be off then.

Are you a good man?

Can you save me?

Sorry?

I love you.

What's the matter?

Better go now.

How many times have we logged your car in Stratton Street, William Street,

Arthur Road and Wilson Street?

Look at me, Edgar.

124 times.

What's the fascination, Edgar?

I am a photographer.

I find my subjects there.

You're a sad fuck, Edgar.

You go there to hurt whores, don't you?

And sometimes you kill them.

You killed Linda Rice in William Street, didn't you? No.

Were you with her last Friday?

No. Did you see her last Friday?

I'm not sure.

I don't remember.

So you did know her?

I was aware of her, yes.

You like to go with hoes, don't you, Edgar? You don't know how to answer

that.

I didn't intend to.

Interview suspended 11-23.

Charlie, I don't want to fall out with you.

My clients answered all the relevant questions.

Oh, don't give me that professional bollocks, Charlie. This is him.

You know it, I know it, and he knows it.

Maria Bellini in the alley behind Douglas Street. He was seen on the

street. Jennifer Dawson.

He was in Leicester that day.

Alison Rimmer. We haven't been able to put him in country yet, but we will.

And then Linda Rice.

And if we hadn't turned up last night, that would have made six.

Look at him. He sits there like an animal, grinning at us.

He's my client, John.

Yeah, I know he's your fucking client, Charlie. All I'm saying is be

reasonable.

Try not to antagonize them, Mr. Bosco.

They've clearly not got enough to make a case with, and you certainly don't have

to give it to them.

But it's best to be polite.

They're so stupid, those men.

Can I ask you something?

Should we be worried about anything?

I'm thinking about the samples they took.

No.

I don't think so.

What do you mean, you don't think so?

What can we know for certain?

Did you see Viola?

Yes.

A sweet girl, eh?

Did you like her?

That's hardly the point.

But yes, I did.

I thought you would.

You think I'm a thoroughly fucked up person, don't you?

Look, I'm here to represent you. How I feel about you is immaterial. Now, we

need to think about an alibi.

Do you want to know how I got like this?

She did it to me.

She did.

Watch out.

She did it to me. She could do it to you.

Hello. What brings you in?

Just dancing.

Hello, Steve.

There's not a lot to see, I'm afraid. We're between shows, really, sort of on

the cusp.

It's Harry Holland next.

What do you think?

Why don't they show their faces?

Does it worry you?

No?

Maybe Harry's not very good at faces.

I should have signed you off.

Do either of you know a photographer called Edgar Bosco?

Sort of low-life subject matter.

The name is familiar, but I didn't think it was photography. I thought it was

something a bit more exotic.

No, no, try the other one.

I'll see what I can find out.

Great, thanks.

Would you please be so kind as to step in here?

I'm going up, then.

How much?

Why, Mr. Conrad, what do you mean?

Don't you know what how much means?

Look here, Dad, you can't.

I did, uh, Robert hasn't died.

Point

being,

if it all checks out, I want to move ahead with all possible alacrity.

It's fine, Julian.

The search has turned up nothing peculiar. Better check now, if you like.

Completing Friday.

That's what I like to hear.

Not my business, of course, but you're paying a bit over the odds for

agricultural land.

Solid green belt, they'll never let you build on it.

You bugger. It's going through at next week's meeting.

Old Peter has to have a bit of course.

Would you be interested yourself, Charlie?

No, I'm all right, thanks.

Well, do let me know if you change your mind.

Actually, it looks as if this might be workable on a regular basis, so I think

we need to set up some sort of charitable trust.

I've got a couple of my chaps looking for 30 acres of farmland at Euston

Green.

What I'm saying is...

You know what I'm saying.

I've got to go out now. Sorry, Julian.

Sally's come out.

Are you all right, Charlie?

Yeah, fine. Never better.

I'll catch up with you tomorrow.

Jane, would you... Thanks.

Ah, Charlie. Just dashing out.

I thought you had Julian Rathbun with you.

It's all sorted, George.

Oh, right.

Hello.

Come in.

Come on, come in.

Sit down.

Can I get you something to drink?

Tea? Coffee?

Wine? A little wine?

Whiskey? No, thank you.

I haven't thought anything more about... You know.

My husband and all that.

It's all right.

That's not why I'm here.

No?

I thought you said you wanted to help me.

Yeah, I do. I do.

But your husband's my client.

And I'm expressly forbidden to do anything that might harm him.

How could helping me do that?

You weren't thinking about helping yourself, perhaps?

Yesterday, you asked if I could save you.

Yes.

And?

Save you from what?

From him, of course.

From my shitty life with him.

So what about you?

What do you want?

I don't know.

You don't know?

Mr. Charles Cross.

What do they call you?

Charlie.

Charlie.

What do you want, Charlie?

What is it?

What's the matter?

I wanted to see you.

I couldn't stop thinking about you.

No, this is wrong. I shouldn't be here.

We're in touch.

I thought they meant the same.

No, disinterested means not having a personal interest, not having something

to gain or lose. Uninterested means being just bored with something.

So... A lawyer gives his client disinterested advice, but he's not

uninterested in the case.

Very interesting.

Thank you.

What's the next one?

Infer and imply.

It's okay, I can do the rest.

What are you implying?

Infer anything you wish.

That one.

No, that one.

You think so? Yeah.

Yes, you're right.

What do you think, Charlie?

Absolutely no idea.

Haven't a clue.

I do like this one.

Yes, I thought you would. He actually has a very good eye.

No, he hasn't.

Oh, I managed to find out a bit more about your photographer.

If it's the same guy, there was a conceptual artist called Bosco working

in Vienna in the early 80s.

Photography was part of it, but it wasn't the main part.

What sort of thing did he do?

Well, what he was famous for was wrapping women.

Wrapping women?

Yeah, as in gift wrapping. He'd get these women and then he'd wrap them in a

variety of materials.

Dirty bandages, barbed wire, tar and feathers. Then he'd photograph the

results.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

I don't know.

I feel a bit strange.

Must be coming down with something.

I thought you were never ill.

You're right, I'm not.

It's okay, I'm fine.

It's okay, it's okay.

Go back to sleep.

Charlie! Mike.

Don't you ever go home.

You know, sometimes the fellas who do these terrible things

are doing them on our behalf.

It's like they do it so as we don't have to.

Does that make any sense at all?

I don't know.

I'm not saying that I want men to go around murdering women on my behalf, but

it just nags at me sometimes, Charlie, you know?

Not being able to understand another human being at all.

Hello. How are you?

I'm fine, thank you.

You can go now if you want.

Excuse me, Mike.

Bloody hell.

I kept, um... seeing you.

You know?

Thinking about you.

Seeing you.

I've been thinking of you as well.

Can I get you something to drink?

Tea?

Coffee?

A little red wine?

Oh, you feel so fragile.

Don't worry.

I won't break.

You're shivering.

Yes, I know.

Peter Pan.

Listen.

This is going to be all right in a strange way, even if it isn't.

If you know what I mean.

Yes. Yes, I know.

Good.

It's all right, Charlie.

You know what you were like?

Like someone coming back from the dead.

It felt like that.

I feel like...

Your defenses are down.

You're so fucking right.

That's good.

You

didn't

come.

Would you like me to come now?

I'll show you.

Extraordinary.

First time I saw you.

I was thinking, who's this man in a big suit?

Well, I'm out of it now.

For sure.

Too fucking right, mate.

Where are you from?

From Lithuania.

Not him, though.

No, not him.

He was born in Czech Republic.

Now he's British citizen.

Naturalized.

I married him for the passport, of course.

Hate him now.

Why? He's gone bad.

Gone bad?

Yeah, like a piece of meat goes bad.

I hate to say it.

I used to love him.

I thought I did.

He used to be crazy in a good way.

But now he's just crazy.

And bad, I think.

Bad meat.

Fiona.

Is he guilty?

Aren't we all?

Your face.

before the dawn we blew something

so

Alison Rimmer, then?

Carol Oates saw you. She saw you talking to Rimmer the night she died.

What's that supposed to mean?

No comment.

Charlie, you know he's guilty. I know he's guilty.

Where's my client?

Oh, fuck that, Charlie. We're old friends.

Look, points are for unfit to plead just to get the fucker off the street.

What if he's innocent?

He's not innocent. You can't believe that. He's not like you and me, Charlie.

He's fucking strange.

I'm right, aren't I? Look, fuck that, Charlie. We're the good guys in this

situation, right?

We have wives and daughters.

I mean, let's just work together for once and obliterate this fucker, right?

So, do you believe me?

Look, if you're innocent, the real guy is out there on the streets.

Now, don't play games with them. If you're innocent, it's your duty to say

so. Get your story checked so they can get out and find the real guy.

That's what an honorable man would do?

Yes, I think so.

But I'm not an honorable man, Mr. Cross.

On the other hand, if you're guilty, if you did do these things, I can

imagine how lonely it must be knowing.

It'd be such a relief to tell someone about it.

Share what you know with someone else.

It's just what you warned me against the first time we met.

You could just tell me. It would go no further.

You promise?

Mm-hmm.

So?

Are you guilty?

Aren't we all?

Hans Viola.

She's fine

What

is it?

My father?

Oh, he's such a fucked up man, Charlie.

You know how he became headmaster?

In his time, it was. Get a big suit.

Join the party.

Go to all the party meetings.

I was a bad girl in school.

I fell in love with this teacher from England.

I was only 13 then.

I saw him looking and asked him if he wanted to fuck me. And he blushed.

He was very nice, Geoffrey.

Gentle.

I used to hope that my father would catch us.

I knew I would come to England one day.

But I always had to know I would end up with another fucked-up man.

So where did you meet him?

Bosco?

Oh, in Vienna.

I was studying.

I waitressing.

He came in one night.

Right from the start, it was Svengali.

He could do anything he wanted with me. In the beginning.

I thought he was some kind of magician.

And then, of course, the passport.

I don't know what to do.

If they let him go, I don't want to see him.

I've been so happy knowing he was in there.

I've even been wishing that he were guilty.

Is that a terrible thing on me?

I'll be thinking the same.

I'm in love with you.

Really?

I have to show you

something.

Jesus.

What do you think?

Did he kill these women?

When I asked him, he laughed.

Now he goes to the scene of crime, to morgue.

To him, it's art.

He thinks these photographs are beautiful.

He's not a killer, Charlie.

It's just fucked up, you know?

His only crime is to take photo.

The only one he wants to hurt is me.

I'm all he's got.

So why don't you leave him?

Well, where would I go?

I'll help you.

I think I have to go and see my wife now.

Hello.

Hello.

Charlie, what's the matter? You look terrible.

Come in the back.

Come on, what is it?

I'm seeing someone.

You're seeing someone?

What do you mean? You're hallucinating?

I'm seeing a woman.

You're seeing a woman?

Do you mean in the sense of screwing her?

Who is it?

Um, you don't know her.

And how long has it been going on?

A couple of days.

A couple of days, and you thought you should tell me?

Yeah, well, you know, I mean, I tell you things. We don't have secrets.

Oh, God.

And you want it to stop.

Is that it?

You've had a fling, and you've got scared, and...

You want me to stop it? You want me to get you out of it? Is that it?

No, I don't think I can stop.

It's out of control.

In a couple of days, or for God's sake, Charlie.

No, I don't know what it is. I can't help it.

It's out of control. Oh, for fuck's sake, stop saying that.

Why did you have to do such a stupid thing?

Why did you think you had to tell me?

What am I supposed to say? What am I supposed to do? I don't know. I'm sorry.

This is not what you...

Poor Charlie.

Oh, I don't like this.

And I don't want it.

I don't want any of it.

And I don't want to hear about it.

So go on.

Get out. Get through it. Do it.

Screw yourself silly, but just don't come near me, that's all.

Go on.

Fuck off. I mean it now.

Please, Charlie.

Afternoon, Jane.

Mr. Rathbone is waiting for you.

Oh, fuck, yes. And, um, Mr. Ellis is here.

Ellis.

Paraplegic. Domestic problems.

Yes. Right. Got him.

Right.

Sorry, Julian.

What can I say?

Got ambushed.

Got a criminal case. It's got a bit complicated.

I think we've got the documentation straight.

I don't know why you bother with all that criminal work, Charlie. There can't

be any money in it, I'm sure.

What?

I said I don't know why you bother with these fucking criminals, Charlie.

Julian, you're a fucking criminal.

I beg your pardon?

Well, you are, aren't you?

I mean, you wouldn't describe yourself as spotless, would you?

Are you feeling quite all right, Charlie?

Yeah, fine, fine. Ever better.

Let's get this scam of yours sewn up and we can get on with our lives.

Fine and dandy.

What's the matter?

She says that I made her do sex with me mate so I could watch. She says that I

get off on it, but it's not true, Mr Cross.

Which bit?

I don't get off on it.

And I didn't make her do it. She'd done it voluntary.

And she'd done it voluntary because she likes it.

and she likes winding me up and she knows it annoys me.

She's alleging mental cruelty.

Yeah, she's made that up because she wants to get me flat, you see.

And what do you want?

I just want everything to be like it was before.

I don't want a divorce.

I want her to stay. I'm still in love with her.

Right, even when she has sex with your friends in front of you?

Yeah.

Especially then if you want to know.

Does that make sense to you?

Oh, yes, yes, I think it does. Would you excuse me just for a moment?

Listen, I've been in the pub and I need a piss.

Oh, I'm sorry, we don't have a disabled toilet.

No, that's all right. I'll do it here if that's OK with you.

Oh.

Yeah, fire away.

Now, Marcus, Charles Cross here.

You know that flat the deal fell down on?

40 grand, wasn't it?

42.5.

I've got a cash buyer with 38-5, and you can have it today.

In fact, it's a condition.

And I'm prepared to waive my own fee as I owe you both a favor. What do you

think?

What could we say, 39-5?

We could, including all the bits and bobs.

Fine.

Right, I'll put it to him. He's right here in the office. Hang on.

It's all right, Mr. Ellis.

Don't worry.

Yeah, Marcus, my client feels quite comfortable with that. We have a deal.

So you'll get our check sometime this afternoon, and someone will come round

and pick up the keys.

Yeah.

Okay, fine.

Bye.

Inspector Corbin, please.

Yeah, tell him it's Charles Cross.

Claire!

Who's that?

My dad.

What are you doing here?

I've come to give you a lift home.

I'm not going home. I'm going to work at the gallery.

I'll give you a lift to the gallery.

Please, I need to talk to you.

You look a bit rough.

Yeah, I'm having a bit of a day.

I wanted to catch you. There's something I have to tell you.

What?

Pardon?

It's hard to say.

Is it to do with Mum?

Are you splitting up?

How do you know?

I don't know.

Not exactly unusual, is it?

Claire.

Baby. Don't say that.

You're supposed to look after me.

so so

Are we going to the pub?

Uh, no.

I want you to see something.

Looks okay to me.

What do you think?

Is it yours?

Yes. I bought it on the phone this afternoon.

Never seen it before.

Really? Yeah.

Do you like it?

Yes.

I like it.

It's for you.

It's all yours.

For nothing?

Well, um... I mean, you don't have to pay me any money.

If that's what you mean.

It's nice to have a shower. I forgot about

towels and stuff.

So, is they dirty?

I like the smell of you anyway.

I told my wife about us.

And?

She kicked me out.

So you're with me now?

If you can stand it.

I think we should give it a try.

What about your husband?

If they let him out tomorrow, what do you think he'll do?

Come after me, I think.

How do you mean, come after you?

Maybe he wants to kill me.

Do you mean that?

Why wouldn't I mean that?

Aren't you frightened?

You are going to save me, remember?

Christ! I can't work bloody miracles, you know.

Look, I think you should move some stuff in here, just in case.

Towels and stuff?

Yeah, towels and stuff!

Mrs. Bosco, it's a bit of luck.

We would have given up.

Hello, Charlie.

What's this, moral support?

I was just giving Mrs. Bosco a lift home. What are you doing here?

Oh, Charlie, what a tangled web we weave, huh?

Just came to have a chat with Mrs. Bosco and have another little look around.

Search warrant?

Oh, please.

I'm sure you're as anxious as we are to clear your client's name.

Very nice He's a good photographer Yes, I know

Mind you he had a good subject

All right, Mr. Cross.

We'll be interviewing your client again later.

Half ten suit you?

No need to keep you here any longer.

Right.

I'll be in touch then, Mrs. Bosco.

I came to get some stuff.

Is Claire in bed?

Yes.

Sleeping bags.

Are you going camping or what?

I do have hotels, you know.

Would you mind if I had a shower and a shave while I'm here?

No, not really.

Charlie, don't feel you absolutely have to leave home, since it seems to be such

a problem for you.

I don't know.

I just feel I should.

Who's the second?

What?

This one.

Who's this?

With this one. You know who that is.

So what about the others, eh?

I don't remember their names.

They're photographic models.

Some amateur, some professional.

Are they fucking dead?

Possibly.

I can't remember.

Suppose they were.

Would it be a crime to take their photos?

Edgar, just tell us, did you kill any of these women?

Of course not.

That would be very wrong.

It's all right.

I understand.

I forgive you.

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

You told them.

You told these men where to find the photographs.

For you.

I did it for you.

For yourself.

You're all the same. You do anything.

He killed those women, didn't he?

No, I don't think so. You don't think so? I think the only one he really wants

to hurt is me, because I break his heart. That's why.

Oh.

John.

Everything is going to be all right.

Actually, I don't think you can break people's hearts.

People break themselves.

They choose someone to break against.

Like driving a car into the wall.

And that's what he did to you?

I think so.

Listen, he's going to be out in the street in a few hours. I think you

should move out of here and into the new flat.

Okay.

Come on, let's go to bed.

This is the best.

We have to remember this bit.

This is as good as it gets.

From here, it's all downhill, don't you think?

Christ, I hope not.

Charlie, where have you been?

Of course it's not always going to be like this.

What I'm saying is, let's not forget.

Who? Good morning.

Jane.

Charlie.

Could you, uh... Could you spare me a moment?

Of course.

Busy as ever?

Up to my throat, George.

You're, uh, not getting overstretched, are you?

I only asked because I had Julian Rathbone on the telephone.

Actually, he telephoned me at my private residence.

Really?

The man stopped at nothing.

I'm afraid it's quite serious, Charlie.

Very off about you. He said that you called him a... Said that you called him

a criminal, Charlie.

Really?

I dare say I did.

I mean, he is a criminal, isn't he?

Yeah, well, I suppose I'd have to agree with you.

But the point is that he's one of our best clients, and he's thinking of

taking his business elsewhere, do you see?

You didn't really call him a criminal, did you, Charlie?

Yes.

Why not?

We both agree he is one. And if he wants to go to another firm, I think we should

let him. I think you should tell him to fuck off, George.

Well, I couldn't say that to him, Charlie.

Of course you could. All you do, you pick up the phone, he answers, you say,

George Saddle here telling you to fuck off forever, you fucking criminal.

You'd enjoy it.

Hello?

Anyone home?

Claire?

Oh. Honey, me.

I thought we ought to have a chat.

Talk through some things.

If this is a good moment.

Well, not really. I've got someone here, Dad.

This is Des.

Hi.

Hi.

Des came over to help me with my homework.

Right.

Um, I used to do that.

Look, um, we'll do this another time.

Okay?

Bye, Des.

What is it?

Claire.

I don't have to not know you, do I?

I don't know.

I hope not.

It's just that I love you so much, you know.

I couldn't bear for you to hate me.

Go on.

You're embarrassing me.

See you.

Parents. I'm not happy about it.

I don't know where he is now.

Don't worry, Charlie.

I'll be in the bar. I'll be fine.

You can't hurt me there.

If he can hurt you, he can hurt you anywhere.

Let me breathe, Charlie.

Trust me.

Do you want him to find you?

Charlie?

What?

Don't get like him.

Is one of you called Alice?

What have you got in mind, darling?

Look, I'm a solicitor. I'm trying to put a defence together for a man called

Edgar Bosco.

You ought to be fucking ashamed of yourself.

He's a sicko.

They should lock him up and throw away the key. Come on, Alice.

Look, I'm just trying to establish the truth.

Do you really think he's dangerous?

I was only going to cut our throats.

He had Karen tied up. She couldn't move.

And you, come here.

You're sicker than him, you are.

Did he actually threaten you? Did he try to harm you in any way? Just piss off.

All right.

Charlie! What's all this then, eh?

A man in your position should think of his image, Charlie.

This is the rough end of the market.

Unlike Mrs Bosco, eh?

All right, is she?

Yeah, I've heard she is.

Let me open up a little bit of me thinking to you.

I think the man and the girl did crime together.

I think they talked it over, planned it.

Rehearsed it.

A little bit of roleplay.

A little bit of psychodrama.

Maybe she even helped him a little bit.

What do you think?

Oh, not her.

Him, possibly.

Definitely not her, though.

Look.

I want to put away.

I bet.

We'll just have to wait till he kills another one, eh?

Maybe her.

After what you've been up to.

So what do you want?

You know what I want.

I want you back.

No. It's over.

I hurt so much, Viola.

I want that you hurt.

I want that he hurts.

So what are you going to do?

I don't know.

Hello. All right.

Yeah?

He came here.

I told him to go. He went.

Easy.

Are you ready to go now?

Ready and waiting.

Poor Edgar.

How did he get in here?

He's always been good in getting into places.

I don't like this.

It's all right, Charlie.

He hurts himself more than he hurts us.

He's fucking dangerous, Viola.

Look.

I think it's him down there.

You aren't scared of him at all, are you?

I think you're enjoying this.

I think you'll enjoy getting him into this state.

I don't.

You don't understand.

You don't understand at all.

Charlie I have to I have to

I have to

Well, all right. All right. So maybe I did suggest it the first time. The first

time, I thought that if she looked at me and smiled, if she smiled at me, it

would feel like that she was doing it for me, doing it with me.

That's what I thought. That was the general intention.

But it didn't work out that way. Well, the way it turned out was I didn't like

it and she got a taste for it. It's as simple as that. End of story.

I mean, it's sad, really.

It's fucking sad.

It's fucking bloody fucking sad.

Are you listening to me?

What should you do?

What should you do? I don't know, man. What do you want me to do?

I can't tell you.

And now I can't tell you. And if you don't know, how can I tell you?

What does your heart tell you?

What he said, Charlie?

Um, I don't know.

I don't know what it is.

I've got all this work to do, and I feel I have to see you all the time.

You're not Jesus, man, that's for sure. Don't you tell me who I am and who I am

not. If I say I am Jesus... Come on, man, we gotta go. No, if I tell you that

I am Jesus, then that is it, man, I am... I am Jesus because look what

happened to him. He was denied by ten and betrayed by one.

If I tell you that I am Jesus... You have to let me breathe, Charlie.

You have to trust me.

Trust you?

I don't know what's going on. I don't know why you're not more scared of

Bosco. I keep thinking that you're in some kind of game with him.

No game.

Listen, Charlie.

I know you don't feel safe with me yet.

I understand.

You're taking a big risk with me.

You have to trust.

Please, don't get like him.

I have to go back to work now.

There's no time to talk.

The office is closed.

Viola. The office is closed.

Can we get you anything, Mr. Kerridge? Yes, you can get me Charlie Cross.

Oh, yes, I'm sorry, yes.

I didn't know that your appointment was... 3.45.

Yes, I do realise that, and I'm sure he won't be long now. Look, I'm afraid that

won't do. I've wasted enough time. Let me deal with this, Jane.

It's Mr. Kerridge, isn't it? Yes. George Saddle, senior partner.

Please come this way.

You stupid, stupid man.

Oh, hello, Helen.

You fuckstruck moron. Helen.

Is this how you spend your days now?

For God's sake. Stop doing that. Look at me. Look at me. Stop doing that. Look at

me. You stupid,

stupid, stupid man.

Get off me. Please, please. Get off me.

I'll be back before six.

Oh if anyone shows an interest don't try to deal just take their number. Okay,

don't fuss. I'll be fine

Some some lovely work here Wish I could afford one

You must be

Charlie's daughter, yeah, I Met God

How do you do And your

plan yes, yes Charlie often speaks of you.

Has he mentioned me at all?

I don't think so.

Very good bones.

You've done some modeling?

No. No?

Well, I'm sure you will.

Do you mind?

Look at me.

Don't smile.

Just... Just be. Just let go. Let go.

It's good. Now look here.

So good.

Now look at me.

Now don't smile.

Shut your eyes. Tight.

Tight. Mouth. Tight.

Tight. Stay.

It's good. It's good. Now, slacken your mouth.

Your eyes. Slack.

You're very good.

Very good.

It's a talent, you know, just to be.

Not many have it.

You have it.

Thank you.

Would you like to see some of my work?

I'm thinking of showing it here, you know.

Have you got a moment?

Yeah, sure.

I'd love to know what you think.

Do you like them?

They're very good.

Who is she?

That's my wife.

Her name's Viola.

She's very attractive.

Yes. She's very attractive.

She's very attractive to men, I'm afraid.

Some more.

Good. Yes.

And here.

And now?

That's Dad.

Yes. That is Dad.

And this.

And this.

And this.

This. This.

This. This.

This. This. This.

Hmm?

My wife, Claire. My wife!

Your daddy!

Why should they do this to us, huh, Claire?

She was mine. She was mine!

Look at them!

Animals! What am I going to do, Claire?

Tell me.

What am I going to do? Thank you so much.

Mustache, come back another day.

Thank you.

I had no idea I had that in me.

I suppose I should apologize.

No, no, we all do things.

How are you now?

Ah, strange.

Not right.

Perhaps we both needed something like this.

I don't think Claire did.

I didn't know you had one of those.

Steve's idea. He loves all this stuff.

Hello?

Stay right there. I'm coming over.

Something's happened at the gallery.

Charlie, are you going to call the police or shall I?

I don't think that's a good idea.

Because obviously they'd want to interview her and that wouldn't be very

nice.

Well, how else are we going to make sure that this doesn't happen again? Or

something worse?

I'll take care of it.

It's my fault it happened. I'll take care of it. How do you propose to do

that? You haven't been awfully reliable of late, have you?

What the fuck business is it of yours?

I think you better have these.

Bosco! Bosco!

Fuck off!

Yeah.

Yeah, right.

Are you sure?

Is he?

Is he okay?

Alright, thanks.

There you fucking will go.

So, what can I do for you?

What the fuck do you think you were doing this afternoon?

Making whoopee?

If you go near my daughter again... What?

I will kill you.

Oh, Charlie.

Look, I took some snaps of her.

They came out rather well, I think.

See?

They're all whores, Charlie.

Accept it.

They are all whores, Charlie.

They all betray us.

She was mine. I can't bear to think of her after you.

She was mine, you stupid fucking traitor.

She didn't do it to hurt you.

Of course she did.

Of course she did.

That's what they do to us, Charlie.

They're all whores, even your sweet little daughter.

Their vaginas are on fire, Charlie!

He made me do it.

You killed him?

Yeah.

How can I love you now?

I don't know

Yes, can I speak to Inspector Corvin, please?

Yes, it is.

I've just killed a man.

What have you done with him? With who, Charlie?

Wasco.

Nothing. When we got here, he'd gone.

What?

Same good, your client, eh?

I've met some dodgy solicitors, but you take the fucking biscuit, Charlie.

Well, you know what I think?

I think he woke up and walked off.

Happened with one of Dennis Nilsen's.

You're in luck, Charlie.

I was wanting to get in touch anyway, in case you hadn't gotten the news.

Your client, your ex-client, he's off the hook.

He caught a guy in Cardiff actually on the job who happily confessed to each

and every one of our three with relevant and specific details.

So, um... Bosco's innocent?

innocent. Not like you and me, eh, Charlie?

Where do you think he'd go?

Bosco, if he didn't go home.

Just in case he must have pressed charges against you.

Claire! Claire!

Claire!

Hello.

Look.

I brought some more photos.

I just brought them to show you.

You see?

What do you think, eh? See?

Please, don't be like that. I just want a little chat.

Please.

There's someone outside my house. I think he might be dangerous.

Yes, it's...

Do you have a plaster, maybe?

Yes.

If you come into the kitchen and sit down, I'll fix it for you.

You're very kind.

Nice place.

Thank you.

It's this way.

After you.

Claire, go back to bed. It's okay.

Helen?

Helen!

Let him in.

Please.

Oswald.

Please, let her go.

Let her go. She hasn't done anything to you.

Family man.

See? See?

See what you do?

i want you to stay until the police come and then i don't want you near us again

Charlie? Are you all right?

Yes.

I'm all right.

Where are you?

It doesn't matter, Charlie.

I'm gone.

I can't see you.

Are you on your own?

Charlie, it doesn't matter.

Tell me.

Yes.

I'm on my own.

I have to go now.

Goodbye. Don't hang up. I can't bear not knowing where you are.

It was good, Charlie.

I really loved you, you know.

As time went by, I started to get it in perspective, that she never meant to do

me harm.

All she wanted was to be happy.

She was just cut out to be one of those that desperate men choose to shatter

themselves upon.

And I work at making myself believe it, that because I had her once, I shall

always have her.

I tell myself that, but it doesn't work.

It doesn't work.

She was there, and we loved each other.

And now she's gone.

You can see me any day, wandering around town.

People point me out.

He used to be a very well-respected man.

Sometimes I walk past Guido's.

I never go in.

I have this dream.