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SHE GROANS

SHE SIGHS

Would you like to stay here tonight?

SHE EXHALES

KNOCK ON DOOR, SHE EXCLAIMS

I made you a rehydrating juice full of antioxidants.

Wow.

You can really put it away when you're in the mood.

Erm, what happened?

Well, we went out... and we hit the town.

And then what?

You don't remember?

If I remember, I wouldn't be asking.

PHONE RINGS, SHE GRUNTS

Yeah?

'Boss, a suspicious fatality in a collision.'

OK, yeah. Send me the details. ELLIS: 'You at home?

'I can swing by and come and pick you up.'

No, no, I'll make my own way there.

PHONE RINGS Oh. He's calling me now.

We could... No.

I will get a cab, and I'll go and pick up my car.

PHONE RINGS

Morning, Ellis. What's up?

WHISPERS: Oh, God.

Their vehicle span off the road here.

Collided with a tree.

Crash was reported by another motorist, but, by then,

the driver and any other passengers had fled the scene.

The engine's still warm.

They could've dumped the body.

Could just be a coincidence that there's a body here.

You think she could've been thrown from the vehicle?

Possible...

...but only if it was travelling at high speed.

Anything odd?

Just a bit.

Can't be certain...

but it looks like she's been dead for more than six hours.

She didn't die in this crash.

Well, you took your time.

Inspector, how are you today? I'm fine.

You look a bit pale. You out on the town last night?

HE CHUCKLES Ooh, hangover, is it?

What have we got?

Unidentified female Caucasian around 18 or 19 years old.

She's been dead for more than six hours,

but as yet, I can't ascertain cause of death.

That's a very odd dress for a girl in her late teens.

Let me check missing persons with a description.

I was only joking.

If she died way before the accident, how did she end up here?

OK, well...

the livor mortis is mainly visible down the left side of the body,

which means she would've spent considerable amount of time...

in this foetal position after she died.

The rest, I'm afraid, will have to wait for the postmortem.

Boss. Got a name for the registered owner.

MR MORRIS: Kyle!

Police. About the car.

They found it, apparently.

You're extremely lucky. Better not have a scratch on it.

Well, it's got more than a scratch on it, Mr Morris.

It was abandoned after being in a collision. What?

Where was the car stolen, Kyle?

Erm...

Outside of the hotel last night.

This is the hotel you booked for your friend's stag do,

the one you were posting about last night?

Yes. SHE SCOFFS

Make your account private. It's too easy to find.

And did you report it to the police?

I reported it to the police after my son had told me it had gone.

It wasn't stolen, though, was it, Kyle?

We'd like the names and addresses of your friends on the stag do.

We parked the car outside the hotel, then went out for the night.

Where? Just some bars and a club.

I mean, check the CCTV if you want. We already have.

Fun night?

It must've been, given the amount of cocaine and alcohol

we found in their blood tests.

Pretty legendary quantities, even for a stag do.

The hotel receptionist described you as panicked, incoherent

and in a rush when you checked out.

Just... wanted to get back home.

And would you say that you were in a fit state to drive?

Er... Probably not.

Do you think that's why you crashed?

Probably. And is that why you ran away?

Yeah.

Not because you had a dead body in the boot of your car?

No, no, no.

S-Someone must've put it there.

Someone randomly dumped a dead body in the boot of your car

for no reason?

I guess so.

You know, we're in the middle of a forensic analysis

of your hotel room and the car.

Forensics will tell us the truth.

What we're dealing with, Austin, is a possible murder...

...and you and your two friends are prime suspects.

Pale epidermis.

And from the X-rays, her bones appear fragile.

A serious vitamin D deficiency.

She hadn't been outside for some time. Chalk it!

OK, one point.

Some bruising on the lower left side of the ribs.

Could be a ruptured spleen.

Loose teeth... even though she's only in her late teens.

I'd say she has scurvy.

Yep. Onset of cataracts.

Go on.

What? No, absolutely not.

You're not getting a point for cataracts.

Yes, I do. Mm-mm.

In someone so young, highly unusual.

Oh, what, so you're resorting to cheating now?

No, no, go on. Get it.

Get it. Get it. Eddie. Eddie!

SLAMS LOCKER DOOR

I really hope you're not scoring points over a victim's body.

Because if that's what you're doing...

...at least do it properly.

Whose turn is it? Mine.

Great. Go. Some scarring.

Skin has hardened.

Exactly. Jamila? Restraint marks. Rope or metal.

Yep, poor thing was tied up for a very long time.

Was there anything else that came up in the test?

Yes, the immunology report doesn't show any antibodies

that would've been formed by any normal vaccinations.

No MMR?

Yep, MMR, meningitis, HPV - she's never got any of them.

What about the CT scan before we open her up?

We haven't had a chance to look yet.

Pull it up.

Sure.

Zoom in on the abdomen. Bit lower.

Oh, no.

She was pregnant.

Her pregnancy was such early stage, she probably didn't even know.

My God, what have they done to her?

Malnutrition, imprisonment, ketamine in her system.

You think the idiot stag do's capable of something like that?

No, it feels like something bigger. Such as?

Illegal immigrant caught up in a prostitution ring.

A pervert who kidnapped her to be his sex slave.

I guess it's gotta be something pretty extreme.

None of that was the cause of death.

She died of a ruptured spleen, probably from a blow or a fall.

Which is more likely?

Well, that's your job, I'm afraid.

What did the suspects say?

Put the body in the boot of their car,

and they never met the girl.

Waiting for forensics to disprove.

I can already do that. Then why didn't you just say so?

Instead of just sitting there with that big, smug look on your face.

Sorry. Go on.

Raisins, almonds, peanuts, lemonade. Contents of her stomach.

Just wondering where you might find those particular snacks.

Thanks.

LAUREN: This is the minibar bill from your hotel room.

The postmortem revealed that the victim had eaten nuts

and drunk lemonade.

Oh, and there's plenty of DNA evidence

that she was in the room.

Time to come clean, Austin.

What have the others said?

Well, your friends seem to think you were the ringleader.

Are you worried that your fiance will find out?

What's her name?

Sophie.

You're gonna be in a lot more trouble if you keep lying.

So why don't you face up to what you did

and tell us the truth... for Sophie's sake?

OK. Er...

The girl did come back to the hotel...

...with her little sister, about 17 or 18, I guess.

Where did you meet them?

On the street on the way home from the night out.

They said they'd run away. Run away from what?

They were pretty weird.

Dressed really odd,

didn't know anything about music or the internet.

It was like they were from another planet.

Weird names, too. What were they?

Bernadette and Agatha.

Bernadette was the old one. She was, erm...

She was... She was quite wild.

And Agatha, the younger one, was nervous,

kept saying they had to go home.

That's... That's all they said. KNOCK ON DOOR

Yeah.

HE SIGHS

ETHAN: 'Lauren.' You said it was urgent. What is it?

'We had the victim's clothes analysed.

'Guess what we found.'

You wanna tell me why they found your semen on Bernadette's clothing?

It... It... What? It wasn't...

Look, it's... it's not how it looks.

How does it look, do you think?

We were in the other boy's room,

and then me and her went back to mine and we fooled around.

"Fooled around"?

Like hitting her so hard in the stomach that she bled to death?

No, no, no, no. It was totally consensual.

Like I told you, she was up for all sorts.

Are you victim blaming? No, no.

I... I... I didn't mean that. I just...

Look, I didn't do anything.

I passed out and everything was fine, and then when...

and then when we woke up, she was dead.

I swear. Just...

SHE SIGHS

Your skin is so pale.

You must have been held captive for a long time.

How did you escape?

MUFFLED GRUNTS

You poor thing.

PHONE RINGS

HE SIGHS

Yes?

'Winter, our victim's first name is Bernadette.

'The stag do boys claim she was with another girl, who's also missing.

'They may be related.

'I think the best way to find the missing girl is through Bernadette,

'but we need to know more.'

I was wondering if we could test for a paternal DNA match

on the victim's pregnancy.

'Not without Bernadette's family's consent.'

We don't know who the family are.

'Tell me about it, but that's the law.

'Winter, I am desperate for a lead here.

'Please find me something, or we have nothing.'

I am doing everything I can.

You have my wo... BEEPING TONE

"Thanks, doctor. I appreciate it."

OK, Bernadette.

I'm gonna find out exactly who you are.

Where are we with the boys' phones?

I found these videos on Austin's phone.

He deleted them,

but I guess he doesn't realise we can still retrieve them.

CHATTER FROM RECORDINGS

BERNADETTE: 'Hey, look at it. It's fizzy.'

ELLIS: That must be Agatha, the other girl.

LAUGHTER

JAKE: 'Take a drink.'

AUSTIN: 'You know what?' INDISTINCT

BOYS EXCLAIM

ROHAN: Now, that's just the first video.

There's also a second one.

Check this out.

JAKE: 'Oi, wake up, stud.'

GRUNTING 'Where's the girl?

'She probably legged it with her little sis by the looks of it.'

KYLE: 'Oh, look at the state of him.'

EXCLAMATIONS 'Is she dead?

'She's not breathing any more!'

'Fuck.'

INDISTINCT 'What happened?'

AUSTIN: 'Bernadette?' 'Hey, dude, dude, dude.

'What did you do to her?'

'Wake up.' 'We are so screwed.

'I'm not going to prison. I...' 'Turn it off. Turn if off.'

I genuinely can't remember anything, I swear.

I don't know what happened to her.

Using your video, the forensics team revisited the crime scene.

They found hair and blood marks in the bath

and a handprint in the shower...

...all of which are consistent with a fall.

We think she slipped while intoxicated,

hit the edge of the bath and ruptured her spleen.

So... So you know that it wasn't us? Perhaps not.

But you are still in an extraordinary amount of trouble.

Why did you move the body?

I... I just panicked.

Look, it was a really stupid thing to do, and I am so sorry, but...

You'll be detained in custody while we draw up a full charge sheet.

But I'd get used to the feel of that cell if I were you.

SOFTLY: Hi.

How was your day?

Awful.

I didn't know if you were coming back

after being away last night, or...

Or what?

I don't know.

Jesus, Lauren, you... you could've text.

Where were you?

Don't you ever think you have the right to ask that again.

Do you understand me?!

I'm moving out this evening.

I'm... just taking essentials for now.

Where are you going?

A friend's. Not... Not his place.

I guess it's over, then.

Better finish packing.

INHALES DEEPLY

Who are you, Bernadette?

Don't worry.

I'm right here.

You all right? Yeah.

Just a little trick to overcome sleep deprivation.

Triggers the endorphins. Right.

You sent a message to come down, so I'm here.

Did I? God, I am tired.

OK, if we could just get on with it...

Lauren, you've been acting really strangely with me

since you stayed over.

I wonder why that is (!) I was hoping you might tell me that.

Because of what happened.

It was totally unprofessional.

It's completely screwed up our professional relationship.

What happened? What do you think happened?

Christ, Ethan, don't make me spell it out.

You don't even drink.

You just totally took advantage of my drunkenness.

HE CHUCKLES

What's so funny?

What, you think that we...?

Yes. Didn't we?

As if I'd take advantage of you. Lauren, you were wasted.

You tried to arrest me on the dance floor.

I just took you home and tucked you up in bed.

Oh, my God. You couldn't have just told me that?

Sorry.

It's kind of funny, though. HE CHUCKLES

I'm sorry.

I'm the one who got completely hammered.

Don't worry about it.

Anyway, the reason that I asked you to come over,

yes, Bernadette...

The victim? ...I've worked it out.

How? HE SIGHS

Hardest one I've ever had to crack, but last night,

I found these tiny scars on her heart's arteries

because they were re-plumbed during a heart defect operation,

probably sometime after birth.

Anyway, one of my former interns is now a paediatric surgeon,

so I gave her a call.

In the middle of the night? Well, 3am.

She wasn't that pleased, but she did call me back.

She checked the records,

and there was only one match that ticked all the boxes.

Bernadette's real name is Pearl Erickson.

18, from Long Ashton.

Oh. Mwah!

That's the only one you're ever getting from me.

Yes! HE CHUCKLES

This is the victim, Pearl Erickson.

We're just waiting on a family identification.

She was last seen with another younger woman,

still missing, probably around 16.

They may or may not be sisters.

They met the boys here, close to the hotel.

There is no CCTV to show they used any transport,

so they may have escaped captivity on foot.

So, we start the search in this area.

Matt, can you coordinate a street-by-street search?

This is a hunt for a vulnerable young woman

who's in grave danger, so time is of the essence, got it?

ALL: Mm-hm. Thank you.

What I don't get is,

why didn't they just go straight to the police after they'd escaped?

Well, who knows how long they've been locked up for?

They'd be very confused by the world.

And I bet they've been taught to mistrust authority.

Maybe they just didn't know how.

My God, what those girls must've been through.

Ma'am, Dr Winter called. Right.

'The victim's birth mother is at the morgue.'

SHE GASPS WHISPERS: She's so cold.

When was the last time you saw your daughter?

She was eight.

My... ex was violent...

and... I drank too much.

Erm, the house wasn't safe for us, so...

...I put her into care with a homeless charity.

It was only supposed to be temporary, but, erm...

Did she have any siblings?

No. She was my only baby.

I tried to track her down,

but the nuns said that she was placed with another family,

and they wouldn't give me her details.

Nuns?

Er, yeah, it was this religious... religious charity.

They take in troubled kids.

My faith is...

...is important to me, but the nuns were not kind.

I think in their eyes, I'd sinned,

and so I didn't deserve contact with her.

I'm so sorry, but Pearl was in the early stages of pregnancy.

We need to ask your permission to take a DNA test,

which may reveal the identity of the father.

No. No.

It could considerably help us with our investigation.

No. She is with the Lord now.

So just let her get some peace.

OK? It's done.

Course. We totally understand.

I hope I can help, but I must warn you,

the nuns were big on charity,

but admin was not their strong point.

Well, we're looking for information on a young girl

fostered somewhere between 2014 and 2016.

She'd have been around eight years old at the time.

OK. Let's have a look.

I'm sorry about this.

It's a bit of a mess.

There was a nun called Sister Mary Ann

who ran the foster programme.

She died recently... and...

...she had her own way of doing things.

This might...

Yes.

Here we go.

We're only talking ten years ago.

This looks like a filing system from the 1980s.

Some of these don't even have surnames or dates of birth.

We're aware of Sister Mary Ann's failings in this matter.

Where are the files for each fostering process?

You must have more than this.

Mary Ann ran it like her own little fiefdom.

She would choose the most God-fearing foster parent

and pair them herself.

If they were a true believer, that was enough for her.

The victim was given another name.

Would that have been Sister Mary Ann?

Yes, she liked to rename what she called the waifs and strays

with a saint's name.

Right, so the names in here aren't even real?

Not all of them, no.

Well, some of them have asterisks. What does that mean?

They... were unvaccinated.

Wait, so people specifically asked to foster unvaccinated children?

I'm deeply ashamed of how things used to be round here.

We're putting that right. I've heard enough.

We're taking this for now.

HE GRUNTS

Do you want any more?

Not unless you want me to explode all over your kitchen.

I'd rather you didn't.

You didn't tell me you were getting a takeaway.

You've already eaten.

I'm still hungry. Go on, help yourself.

Connor, this is Ellis. We work together.

All right?

Are you his boss?

Mm-hm. Yeah, she is.

And she's a very good one. She pay you to say that?

Ha-ha-ha (!) ELLIS CHUCKLES

Oh, my God. What?

I found 'em. Look.

"Agatha, age 6. Bernadette, age 8.

"Fostered by JS MS."

And both have the asterisk, so they must have been unvaccinated.

Who the hell are JS and MS?

I have no idea.

Well, they weren't sisters, and these aren't their real names,

so this is basically meaningless.

Well, why don't we share this with Dr Winter,

see if those initials have any matches

on local medical records?

PHONE RINGS

Put me on speakerphone and pull up the case study I just sent you.

Yeah, hold on.

OK, got it.

'You remember these idiots about ten years ago?

'Only measles deaths in Bristol in years.'

No, but I'm not from around here. Yeah, I remember 'em.

'Total whack jobs, extremely religious.

'Parents refused to vaccinate,

'which lead to the deaths of their two daughters.'

The GP threatened to sue for negligence.

Take a look at their names.

Joshua and Mariah Sanders. JS, MS.

So what?

Their actual daughters died, and they just tried to replace them?

Whoa.

HE YAWNS

Wow, another breakthrough.

Back again, are you?

Apparently so.

I thought we agreed...

Well, it looks to me like you're in the mood to solve things.

Simone, I'm tired. Come on.

Let's look at what you have.

Two deaths, apart from mine, with the same triangle symbol.

I know what we're dealing with. Well, then focus.

Let's look at the new case. The murder victim, Philip Jensen.

Teacher murdered in London

even though he lived around Somerset.

Who's the woman in the picture with him?

It says she's his fiance.

What? Well, fiance.

He was engaged to be married.

BOTH: Just like us. There's gotta be something in it.

I need to call Lauren back.

No, not now. She's busy. Hold fire.

Yeah, you're right.

You're exhausted, honey.

Why don't we think on it overnight?

Call it a day? Good idea.

You could even... go and see a certain someone,

apologise for messing her around.

♪ I don't need to ring the phone

♪ I'll take myself up out the door

♪ I've made mistakes I took it slow

♪ It never ends I'm all alone... ♪

WOMAN: 100%.

MAN: As long as it's not as dodgy as the last one.

Hey. Hey.

Wasn't expecting you to call, I'm not gonna lie.

I'm with friends.

What do you want? I'm sorry.

Just been hot and cold, and... it's not fair on you.

SHE SIGHS Look, we've been on two dates.

If you're not interested, I'll survive.

And if I promise to be more open and available...

...will you try again?

I'd really like another chance.

OK.

Let me think about it.

♪ Out the door

♪ I've made mistakes I took it slow

♪ It's all the same I hope you know

♪ That I'll just leave Run out the door. ♪

LAUREN: OK, let's go.

ELLIS: OK, Joshua and Mariah Sanders live on a farm near Abbots Leigh.

They could still have a young girl in captivity

and should be regarded as extremely dangerous.

We need to find and arrest these monsters

before they can do her any more harm.

DNA lab rang.

We've got a match for the father

on the pregnancy of Bernadette, aka Pearl Erickson.

Did the mother change her mind and allow us to do the test?

Who's the match?

Just show me.

He's a gardener with a historic conviction for burglary.

Randall Boyd.

SIRENS WAIL, PHONE RINGS

Doctor, we're on our way to Abbots Leigh to the Sanders' house.

Can I call back later? 'Inspector...'

Randall Boyd.

Unusual name, so quite easy to find his business page.

"Gardener and handyman - from roots to roofs,

"I've got you covered."

And it has a list of all the villages he works in

and also a business address.

Eddie, just grab that map behind me.

If he was working at the Sanders' property,

he could've struck up a relationship with Pearl, got her pregnant.

What if Agatha didn't return to the people who abused her

but instead runs to the only other person she knows?

If so... they're heading to the wrong side of the city.

PHONE RINGS

She hung up on me.

What are you doing?

Paying Randall Boyd a visit to locate the girl.

Boss, no - that's a job for the police.

Someone's gotta find her.

Need a gardener.

SIRENS WAIL

Let's go.

OK, go.

OFFICER: Move, move, move.

INDISTINCT Stay where you are.

Police!

OFFICERS: Clear.

Clear. Clear.

There's no-one here.

Randall?

Agatha. ETHAN GRUNTS

EDDIE: 'He left, and we've heard nothing since.

'I've sent you a location pin.' Oh, we got the wrong place.

Well, maybe he's found the right one.

Look, we think he might be in trouble.

Right.

Boss, Winter found the father of Bernadette's child,

and he's at the address.

SIRENS BLARE

JOSHUA: Hey.

Oi!

Devil sent you?

Who are you?

It's over, Mr Sanders.

I know what you did.

Did your husband just kill Randall Boyd?

Have you forgotten the sixth commandment?

"Thou shalt not kill."

That boy was darkness incarnate. Thou shalt not kill.

He led Bernadette astray. Cool story.

I'm sure God's gonna buy that one. ETHAN GRUNTS

ETHAN GROANS Mariah, take the girl to the car.

No, no. Leave her alone! Take the girl to the car!

Hurt me. Hurt me!

Try me. "The Lord is a man of war."

"Make no covenant with evil, nor show it no mercy."

You're a pair of freaks.

Come on, kill me.

You'd be doing me a favour.

A man like you...

...cut the throat of the woman I loved...

...so I have got nothing left to live for.

Fine.

MARIAH: No. No, Joshua, don't!

ETHAN GRUNTS

Agatha! Run!

Run! GROANING

Lord, give me your strength,

for if I prevail, I shall reap a righteous harvest.

No, no! TASER CRACKLES

JOSHUA GROANS

HE PANTS

OFFICER: Stay where you are. SOFTLY: Thank you.

Thank you. Are you hanging in there?

Can you get me down?

I'll be fine, honestly.

You wanna explain how you got Boyd's DNA match

without the mother's consent?

Found the girl, didn't I? Isn't that enough?

Nearly got yourself killed. Aww.

I didn't know you cared so much. Ethan, I am serious.

What has gotten into you? That was so reckless.

Ooh, is this you telling me off? Yes.

Honestly, you're impossible. Well, that's rich coming from you.

Sorry I overstepped the mark.

It's OK. I was just worried about you.

So you do care.

So, listen.

Robert Parker is putting in an appeal

to overturn his conviction for Simone's murder.

As he should. He's an innocent man.

Just a heads-up, I'm leading a team

reopening the other triangle murder case of Philip Jensen...

...and looking at links with Simone.

I hope that's OK.

Jensen was engaged to be married, just like Simone and me.

Maybe that... that's the link.

Yeah, there was a receipt for an engagement ring in Jensen's file.

Do you remember where you bought Simone's ring?

Er, little place in Clifton. Can't remember the name.

Wharf? Wharf Jewellers?

Yeah, could be.

Why don't we look into it?

Get some rest. I'll pick you up tomorrow.

Oh, that is punchy.

You wanna try some?

Why are you never here when I need you?

DOORBELL RINGS

Hi.

What the hell happened to you?

Oh, yeah, no, nothing.

LAUREN: Wharf Jewellers. Here it is.

Yeah, this is the place. It's derelict.

How are we gonna get in?

Just keep a look out.

Worrying that you've clearly done that before.

I was a boy scout. Came prepared.

Well, someone's been here recently,

if only to pick the mail off the floor.

What exactly are we looking for?

A ledger of some kind.

Simone.

Ugh.

It's Philip Jensen. It's the first victim.

Oh, God.

That's Rosemary Lockheart.

These aren't the crime scene photos,

so only the killer could've taken these.

What is this place?

They're keeping a scrapbook of their crimes.

You don't need to see this. HE SOBS

Wait, look.

This is one of Simone's pictures.

The statue.

Pegasus.

That's what Parker meant.

STRAINED: Pegasus.

The last thing that she said...

...was Pegasus.

She was talking about this photograph.

But why?

What's so important about this?

We're gonna find out.

CLAMOURING

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