All language subtitles for A.Confession.S01E01.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Babe...

They've called me in.

Hm?

- You said you didn't think they would.
- Mm.

Sod's law.

Go back to sleep. I'll see you later.

[FRONT DOOR CLOSES]

I'm sorry to bring you here, mate,

it's just I didn't want to bump into
anyone we knew.

It's fine, Ray, I wasn't doing anything.

I'm SIO on duty this weekend.

But it's all quiet.

I'm fucked, Steve.

I don't know what they're accusing me of.

I don't even know who's accusing me.

I'm Deputy Chief Constable.

I was up for the Chief at Bedfordshire.

And now that's gone. Everything's gone.

You must have some idea what it's about.

[HE SIGHS]

Some sort of sexual misconduct.

Some women have come forward, I think.

It's embarrassing.

It's bloody humiliating.

I like women.
You know, I like chatting to them.

- Bantering.
- Well, what can I say, mate?

Other than, it's not the '80s any more.

Do you know
what one of the allegations is?

I said to her, "Big buttons."

"Big buttons" cos, apparently, she
had prominent buttons on her blouse.

Even if I did say it,
I was just having a bit of a laugh.

That's all.

Yeah, you probably shouldn't
say that stuff any more.

Oh, big buttons? Come on!

Well, maybe not.

Do you know how many statements
have been written about me?

50! That's what I've heard, 50!

I mean, I...

I could always try and clear my name.

But, you know,
it wouldn't make any difference.

They'll have me by the legs.

- You know how it works.
- Ray...

Calm down. You're being paranoid, mate.

You have been in this job
a long time, right?

You know how things are changing.
It's not just here, it's everywhere.

They get a whiff of success,
and then they're suspicious.

They begrudge you.

I'm telling you, it's brutal.

I don't get involved in any
of that bollocks. I just do the job.

If they stay out of my way,
I'll stay out of theirs.

Oh, don't be so bloody naive!

[HE CLEARS HIS THROAT]

How's the family?

I'm causing them nothing but pain, Steve.

It's my turn to have the kids this week

and I've got to pick them up
from their mum's, so...

- All the best, mate.
- Yeah, you too, Ray. Take care.

[CAFE DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

Well, we were hoping
to have the weekend away,

but they've put him on a flight.

Always the same.

Mm.

Mm, if you can pick me up, yeah.

- Ten's fine. Thanks, Mum.
- [PHONE PINGS]

Oh...

Mum, I've got to go, it's Liam.

Hey, Liam.

- Have you heard from Sian this morning?
- Sian? No.

It's just that Kev says that
she didn't come home last night.

Mm, she was out with her mates,
wasn't she?

Yeah, that's what he said.
But he just sounded a bit worried.

She must have just stayed over
at somebody's.

- Yeah.
- Probably still asleep.

So let's just get the last spoon in.

Oh...!

We'll have to save that one
for Grandad, won't we?

That's it.

I'll put those in the oven.

There we go.

- Can I have one now?
- After they've cooled down, yes.

Someone tried to break into
the bloody arcade again last night.

What's the matter?

Oh, sorry. Just... I always
get like this round her birthday.

She'll come home this year. Don't worry.

Your Auntie Becky liked colouring in.

Just like you, hey?

I'd better get down there.
It'll be all right, dear.

[FRONT DOOR CLOSES]

[PHONE RINGS]

Mum.

- Have you rang Lora?
- Yeah, she's not heard from her.

[GUNFIRE ON COMPUTER GAME]

Kev said the last time he heard from her

was a text about one o'clock
in the morning or something.

- Ollie, turn that down.
- Yeah, sorry.

And, erm,
now she's not answering her phone.

Probably still hung over.

I've told her about this.

Yeah, well, I popped round home,
but she wasn't there.

Kev's started ringing round
all of her mates.

I'll be back soon.
Call me when you hear from her.

She's still not turned up?

- Shall we stop for a coffee?
- No, Dennis.

I just want to get home, please.

That's good. That's nice, isn't it?

- Oh, they'll look lovely on there.
- Hello? Mum?

In here!

Me and Chelsea are baking.

Daddy, we've made cakes!

Yeah, lovely.

Mm!

Come on, Mum. I've got something
I want to show you.

- What?
- Well, get your coat on.

It's only around the corner.

Oh, I don't know...!

Mum, come on.

- Get in.
- Where are the other little 'uns?

My mum's got them.

- What are you doing in here?
- Sorry.

The back door was open.
We thought you were home.

We're here because your daughter's
been reported missing.

Reported what?
Who's reported her missing?

Er...

Her partner.

Kevin Reape.

She'll just be round a friend's
somewhere, I'm sure of it.

She went out last night
at Suju's in Old Town.

Must have had a late one.

And she's just having a lie-in.

He was worried enough to contact us,

so we're just doing the obvious things.

She's clearly not at her own home
and she's not here.

Can you think where else she might be?

She'll be round a friend's somewhere.

We, er...

We need to do a ring round.

I rung the police this morning
for advice.

They told me to ring the hospitals
first. I've done that.

I've rung her mates. I've rung everyone.

I spoke to Suzie, Nathalie and Beth,
who she was out with last night.

- Why didn't she go with them?
- I don't know.

They said she had a few drinks,

got chatting to some people,
then they got separated.

- When they left they couldn't find her.
- Who was she chatting to?

They said this woman
and a tall fella with a shaved head.

I can't even get my car out.

I'm blocked in
and she's got her keys with her.

Kevin, I need to ask you a few questions.

OK, no problem.

No, just Kevin by himself. Thanks.

OK.

[PHONE RINGS]

- Hello?
- Mum?

- Yeah. Have you heard from her?
- No.

- Not you either, then?
- No.

- They're questioning Kev now.
- What do you mean, questioning?

They've just taken him off on his own.

They don't think he's got anything
to do with it, do they?

They can't do. They...

They're probably just asking him
who she might be with.

But he can't think of anyone else.
He's rung everyone he knows.

Bloody hell, Sian,
what are you playing at?

Come on, come on.

- A step.
- All right, all right.

And another.

- How many more?
- One more.

That's it, that's it.

- Stay there.
- Stay here?

Yeah.

And open them.

We've just bought it.

You are kidding me?!

Now, we're gonna gut it
and completely refurbish everything.

And we'll only be five minutes from you.

The kids can pop in and see Grandma
all the time!

Oh, how wonderful!

Oh, you know me and Charlie
will help you all we can.

You know we will.

Oh, look at this!

Oh, my goodness,
that's gorgeous, that fireplace.

Are you happy?

Mum...

Oh, this is just another thing
your father'll kick off about,

you moving closer to me and Charlie.

He'll say it's my doing,
taking the grandkids away from him.

He can get stuffed.
I don't want the kids seeing him.

But I have to keep things civil, don't I?

I mean, what if Becky gets in touch
again with anyone from his family?

I want them to at least let me know.

Mum, when she does turn up again,

it'll be you she'll want to see
and only you.

She'll be home this year.

She'll be back for her birthday,
Steven. I'm sure of it.

Oh, this is just... It's...

Look at this!

Have you got your own room?

[PHONE RINGS]

Mick!

Mick, telephone!

Hello, Elaine. It's Debbie.
He's just coming.

Who is it?

Hello?

Since when?

No. No, I've not heard nothing from her.

Yeah, well, she'll be round
a mate's, won't she?

Yeah, all right.

Yeah, well, let me know soon as, yeah?

Yeah, bye. Bye.

You haven't got to take him home
early, have you?

No, it's nothing like that.

Come on, Dad!

Sian's not come home.

She's out with her mates.

Erm, I'm out with mine,
at Cheltenham races.

We're swapping texts all day.

Erm, and I get back to Swindon
about 11:30.

And I'd been drinking all day.

I tell her I just don't fancy going out.

I'm done.

Then she texts me about 1:20 in the
morning, saying, "Where are you?"

- But by that time I was asleep.
- OK.

- And you don't respond until 3:24am?
- Yeah.

I woke up and she weren't there.
I checked my phone.

And that's when I replied, saying
I was at home and waiting for her.

OK. And did you go back to sleep, then?

No. It didn't matter how knackered
I was, I couldn't sleep.

I kept waiting and waiting.

About 4:30, I send another text
just saying, "Worried."

And I put a kiss on it.
But she never replied.

OK.

She got into a bit of trouble
with money a while back,

credit cards and that.

I laid into her about it. But
nothing she'd go running off over.

- And what about your partner?
- Pete?

Yes.

How does she get along with him?

Fine.

If you think back,
do you have any suspicions

about Sian's recent behaviour?

Suspicions?

Texting a lot,
phone calls at strange times,

or being guarded about
you having access to her phone.

You think she's got another fella?

[RUGBY COMMENTARY ON TV]

- [PHONE RINGS]
- Oh, come on!

Really?

Steve Fulcher.

Have you spoken to the boyfriend?

[HE TURNS THE TV OFF]

Mm-hm.

Tried the hospitals?

[HE SIGHS]

OK, right, yeah. I'll be right in.
Thanks.

Next one on the stairs.

- That's her.
- And what's the time?

2:52.

It's about an hour
after she's texted the boyfriend.

Camera at the bottom of the stairs.

Oh, it's definitely her,
the clothes are a match.

- This is through the foyer.
- Mm-hm.

Oh, play that again.

No.

Not interested in each other.

The front door.

And finally, outside.

And it looks like she's going left,

which is in the direction of the
home she shares with Kevin Reape.

- Mm. How far away?
- About half a mile.

No-one comes out after her, follows her?

No.

She's a family girl.

And they can't think of a reason

why she'd be out of contact
for this long.

Hm.

The cell site tells us
her mobile was pinging

all Friday night and early Saturday
morning in Swindon Old Town,

which is what we'd expect
from someone in Suju's.

She leaves the club at 2:52

and her home is no more
than 15 minutes away.

But at 3:24, half an hour
after she's left Suju's,

her phone signal bounces off
the Cadley mast,

which is roughly 14 miles
in the opposite direction,

in the middle of Savernake Forest.

No response from her.

Right, so the only way that Sian,
or her phone

if she's accidentally
left it with someone,

can travel 14 miles in half an hour,
is by car.

Mm, yeah.

The phone kept pinging off
the Cadley mast

right up until 2:30 this afternoon,
when we presume the battery died.

We do have a defined search area.

Unfortunately, the radius is 6.7 miles.

- Can't we triangulate?
- No.

There is only one mast up there.

Right, I want the dogs out.

I want a search initially concentrated on

the entrances and exits
to Savernake Forest.

I want the route from Suju's

all the way to Sian's address
searched again,

concentrating on ditches, alleyways,
anywhere she may have crawled

if she was involved
in a traffic accident.

I want a house-to-house along the route,

not forgetting sheds and outhouses.

I want these posters put up...

[PHONE RINGS]

...tonight.

Sorry, I've got to take this. Yes, sir?

I've heard you want to send
a force helicopter up.

That's right, sir. Yes, I do.

�1,500 just to switch
the bloody engine on.

She's been missing
for less than 24 hours.

- Are you sure this isn't just a misper?
- Frankly, no, I'm not.

It's possible that she could be
round a friend's house

or wants to dump her boyfriend
but can't face him.

But, no, it doesn't fit.
Have you read her background?

- Yeah, fair enough.
- I want to work on the basis

she's still alive,
being held against her will.

You know, a crime in action.

We're on to this early, sir.

If we go big and go quick,
we could save her.

- OK, press the button.
- Thank you.

Sir, one more thing.
I don't want to speak out of turn,

but I saw Ray Haywood today,
just for a coffee.

All right, how was he?

To be honest, he looked terrible.

He feels as if the investigation
into him is excessive.

It's a disciplinary matter.
OK, I'll see what I can do.

But due process must be followed.
It's largely out of my hands.

No. I'm just passing it on.

- Yeah, noted.
- OK.

Thank you.

[TEXT MESSAGE ALERT]

Jackie.

"Any news?"

Does she think we'd be keeping it
to ourselves if there was?

She's only asking.

Pete keeps ringing, saying,
"Don't lose hope."

Well, don't, then.

I cannot think of any logical reason

why she would have been out of
contact with all of us

for this long.

- This is going to be bad.
- Shut up, will you!

Wherever she is, it's against her will.

And when we get her back,
she won't be the same Sian.

Zero Kilo Nine, what's your position?

800 feet above Savernake Forest.

Three miles south-east of Marlborough.

Thermal images are a negative.

Ground team, stand by.

Thermal visual confirmed.

I'm getting two live bodies,

about 50 yards north-west
of your position.

Keep on that course you're on now.

Hello? It's the police.

Can you come out now?

Right, stand there, please.

It was just a couple out camping.
They got the shock of their lives.

Camping? A bit bloody cold, isn't it?

There's some stuff online
about a search for Sian.

And they said
they wanted to be there early.

- A search?
- Just local people, I think.

Boss, there's an ANPR camera

covering the main route
between Old Town and Savernake.

We should have a list
of index numbers by the morning.

OK. Concentrate between 2:52 and 3:24.

- Already done.
- Thanks a lot.

Jesus. [HE EXHALES]

[POLICE RADIO CHATTER]

[PHONE RINGS]

Steve Fulcher.

Boss, I hope you don't mind me calling.

- You said any time.
- Yeah, but not at night.

- Oh, I'm sorry.
- I'm taking the piss. What have you got?

We've done the run from Old Town
out to Savernake Forest.

The average journey time's 25 minutes.

OK, so...

...if she gets to Savernake at 3:24,

it means she left Old Town at, say, 3...

Er, we know she left Suju's at 2:52,
which gives us...

eight minutes...

unaccounted for.

Whatever happened
between her leaving the club,

and her or just her phone...

leaving for the ride to Savernake Forest,

happened in those eight minutes, right?

Narrows it down a bit, sir.

Mm. Yes, it does.

Well done. Thank you.

[PHONE RINGS]

Hello?

Pete?

No, no news.

Oh, shit.

Well, there could still be
any number of explanations.

No, there can't, Pete.

Nothing makes sense,
other than someone's got her.

So let's just keep it real, please.

We've been asked
to do a press conference.

All sat there, begging for her life.

You've got to do it.

I know.

You have to get the message out
she's missing.

I know.

We have to be that terrified family.

Maybe one of us will cry, on cue.

[DOOR OPENS]

What have you lit that for?
The neighbours'll go mad,

all that smoke over their washing.

You're mistaking me
for someone who gives a monkeys.

What do you think?

Yeah.

I think she'll love it.

Yeah, I can see Becky in that.

MAN ON RADIO:
..conducting inch-by-inch searches

in locations in Swindon today,

trying to establish
what happened to Sian O'Callaghan,

who went missing in the early hours
of Saturday morning.

Oh, God, Charlie, look!

An incident room has been set up
outside Suji's nightclub...

They're looking for that young girl.

...where she was last seen alive,

in the hope of jogging someone's memory.

I think I've seen her, you know?
I've got a feeling.

It's her mum
who's moved in with Pete the pilot.

- Other people on their way, Steve.
- Thank you.

Pass that round.

Oh, here they are.

Are you the last one? Thank you, sir.

Right, guys.

Thank you, folks.

Now, a few new faces.

Steve Kirby will be Deputy SIO.

Debs Peach, I think you all know.

She'll be my scribe.

Now, the search at Savernake Forest
is underway.

Obviously, it's a huge area,
so it will be a slow process.

Erm, who's first?

Yeah, a couple of things
from Suju's last night.

Er, several people report seeing
Sian in the toilet with a female,

who was behaving possessively
towards her.

Apparently, this girl is a lesbian.

And Sian was also seen
in the smoking area with her,

where cannabis was being smoked.

And the DJ on Friday night,
a guy called Lenny Banyard...

This is him.

...has since posted on Facebook
that he is "suicidal".

- Could this be guilt?
- He must be the tall, shaven-headed guy

Sian was seen talking to.

Lenny Banyard's tall and shaven-headed.

And feeling suicidal, apparently.

What about ANPR?

Yeah.

Er, 14 vehicles
passed the fixed camera point

between Swindon Old Town and Savernake

between 2:52 and 3:24.

They're all being TI'd.

Er, we seized all the CCTV
from the High Street?

Yep, that's either done or being done.

Oh, and taxi firms.

Don't forget taxi firms.

Sian did have at least one
serious ex-boyfriend before Kevin,

- a guy called Max Evershed.
- Mm-hm.

Her mum wasn't entirely sure
why they ever broke up.

[ENTRY SYSTEM BEEPS]

[BEEPING]

This doesn't appear to be working.

Deputy Chief Constable Ray Hayward.

Your pass has been disabled, sir.

But I've got a meeting with HR.

I'm sorry, sir, but there's a note here

that you need to be escorted
into the building.

I can let them know you're here.

OK, thanks.

Thanks. Thank you, darling.

I think you look really good
in that. It suits you.

Hello, John.

Karen.

Have you been spending Charlie's money?

I'm just going in the butcher's.
I'll see you in the car.

So, how are you, how's everyone?
I haven't seen you in ages.

I ain't complaining.

- Dad ain't been too well.
- Sorry to hear that.

How's Steven?

I never get to see him much no more.

Them grandchildren are mine too,
you know?

Steven's a grown man. I can't
control what he does or doesn't do.

Oh, aye. Probably best
he keeps you and Charlie sweet.

Why jump off the gravy train, eh?

It's Becky's birthday soon.
Have you seen her at all?

No. Dad seen her that time.

She gave him a cuddle,
he said, "Hello, Loogie Pooge."

You told me about that.
So, has anyone seen her since?

- Dad said my nephew see her.
- When?

He said he was down in Bristol
and she gave him a large wad of cash

cos she said she was earning
good money running some nightclub.

- Running a nightclub?
- With her boyfriend.

What nightclub?

I don't know.
It was a good while back now.

So why didn't you tell me?

I wasn't aware I had to.

Well, it's important!
Cos I haven't see her for so long.

Well...

...at least she don't forget
my side of the family.

Anyway, I'd better be going
before the shops shut.

John, let me know if you hear from her.

Please.

That was the plan.

Well, how many are there?

- [CAR HORNS BEEP]
- There's dozens of them.

At least 50, I'd say.

It's gone wild on social media.

Well, let them help.

- What?
- Let them help.

It'll take us weeks
to cover that area on our own

and we won't have the time.

So let them help. OK, I've got to go.

He says let them help.

OK.

Right, ladies and gents, listen up.

OK, gather round. We're gonna
be giving you a briefing.

We're gonna take you through in groups,

cos there's a lot of you here.

Were you jealous of Max Evershed?

She told me about him, but she
finished with him before we met.

- Was she still in contact with him?
- I don't think so.

Did her relationship with him annoy you?

I couldn't give a monkey's
about him. I never met the guy.

I hope she's cheating on me with
him right now, to tell the truth.

All I can tell you is me and Sian
have something good

- and we trust each other.
- Mm-hm.

Do you think Max
has got something to do with this?

Well, I don't know. We'll talk to him.

Did she ever have any relationships
with other women?

Relationships? What do you mean?

Well, she was seen talking
intimately with a girl at Suju's,

- spending a lot of time with her.
- Are you taking the piss?

- Sian's not a lesbian.
- I have to ask.

I've got to go down every avenue
and I can't sugar-coat things.

I have to have the answers now.

She's not a lesbian
and I don't know where she is.

All right.

Look, take my phone.

Check it.

I know how this works. Check
the house as well. I want you to.

I am worried about Sian.

I'll be honest, I am fucking terrified.

Well, I'm happy with him,
he's definitely not involved.

Mm-hm. Agreed.

WOMAN: ..scouring the undergrowth,
searching for any clues

that might lead to Sian O'Callaghan.

More than 100 people turned out

in Savernake Forest, near Marlborough,

to help in search for the 22-year-old.

In groups of ten or 15,

they were assigned a police officer
to lead the way.

The search is centred here
at Savernake Forest,

because this is the place Sian's
mobile phone last received a signal

in the early hours of Saturday morning.

The reason I'm here, Mr Barlow,

is because your car was picked up
by an ANPR roadside camera

in the early hours of Saturday morning,

headed towards Savernake Forest.

Do you remember where you were going?

Er...

I remember I was pretty bored.

So you went for a drive?

Yeah.

What reason?

Monster Munch.

Monster Munch?

I just fancied some.

Pickled onion flavour.

I know they do them
at the all-night garage there.

So you're telling me that,
at three o'clock in the morning,

you drive for 40 minutes
to Swindon Old Town,

and 40 minutes back,

just to get some Monster Munch?

Yeah.

- I didn't know you went out.
- Well, I did, Mother!

This doesn't need you
putting your oar in!

The house is in the middle
of Savernake Forest?

Yeah, a little cottage.

The bloke's in his 50s.

He lives with his mother.
I'm not happy with him, boss.

- Monster Munch...!
- Right, we need a search warrant.

We need to seize his car. Stay
with him, Bob. Keep an eye on him.

Lora's home from university.

I know. Isn't it great?

Dad picked me up from the station.

- Mum, what's happening?
- Come on, love, none of that.

Is this about Sian?

I, er, I told him she hadn't come home.

- Come in the kitchen a minute, love.
- Why?

Come in here. It's OK, you haven't
done anything wrong. It's just...

Just, we're getting a bit worried
about Sian,

cos we don't know where she is.

Can't you just call her on her mobile?

We've tried that but she isn't answering.

Where is she, then?

We've asked the police to help find
her, so they're out looking for her.

They'll find her, won't they, Mum?

I hope so.

- They will.
- Mm.

MALE OFFICER: Straight line!

Hannah!

What have you got?

It's a pair of knickers.

WOMAN: What's happening?
Hey? What are you doing?

What's going on up there?

What's happening?

I'd like to get into that loft,
please, Mr Barlow.

He's always going out
and driving at night.

- So secretive, he is.
- Shut up, Mother!

[SQUEAKING]

I told my mother I'd got rid of him.

Please, don't say anything.

The intel team's been working on
the cab companies.

They've come up with a cabbie

who's got three previous convictions
for sexual touching.

We're doing checks on him now,

trying to establish his movements
on Friday night, Saturday morning.

Mm. Did you hear about the knickers?

The search team found a ripped pair
in Savernake Forest

close to one of the entry points.

I've asked Genevieve
to fast track it to Forensics.

- Sarah, what have you got?
- CCTV footage from the High Street.

OK, this is the east side
of the High Street,

so Sian crossed the road
after she left Suju's.

Looks a little the worse for wear.

She's headed in the direction of home.

Correct.

And then...

...she disappears into the headlights.

He's got his hazards on.

She's gone.

I've watched it again and again.
You see her go into headlights,

then, after the car drives off,
she's not there.

- She must have got in the car.
- Play it again.

There's 65 seconds between
Sian going into the headlights

and then the car driving away.

Why would you get in a car
that's going in the wrong direction?

- Maybe she knew the driver.
- OK, play it again,

frame by frame, as the car leaves.

It's an estate.

We can't tell the model yet,
we've got a team on it.

Colour?

All we can really say
is it's dark-coloured.

Could be black, dark blue, green even.

It's luggage rails.

I can't tell if she got in the car
or not.

Stop.

What's that?

Difficult to see..

- A sign, maybe?
- Play it again.

What about the rest of the CCTV
from other premises?

- Still being processed.
- We've got to make sure

she doesn't just pop up again
further down the hill.

We need to be as sure as we can be
that she got into that car.

- OK, thanks, boss.
- Good work.

I always worry about her
catching the flu.

I can't bear the thought of her
sleeping out rough.

Well, she won't be if
she's running that club in Bristol.

We can't really be sure
she's still there.

It's not her.

Come on, that's enough.
She's not here tonight.

- We'll come back again next week.
- Well, I'll just...

...take them the sandwiches, poor things.

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

So, Becky Godden, her name is.

Or she might call herself Becky Edwards.

And she's a little blonde thing,
only four-foot, 11.

But she tells everyone
she's five-foot, three.

But if you hear about her,
will you let me know next time?

I'm out here most weeks.

All right, thanks. Night-night.

- Bye.
- Night-night.

Take care. Night, girls.

You look after yourselves.

All right, night.

- Here you are.
- Thanks.

The girls got that for you.

- They bought it with my mum.
- It looks nice.

- Do you really think she's still alive?
- Erm...

Well, I've got to, haven't I?
I don't do this to find dead bodies.

I've got to believe I can save her,
haven't I?

- Yeah.
- I'm glad you are home.

- Steve, have you got a minute?
- Excuse me.

Er, yeah, I'm just about to go
into the press conference, Mike.

- I heard you met with Ray Hayward.
- I had a coffee with him off base.

Probably best
not to have any contact with him

whilst the investigation into him
is ongoing.

Well, like I said, it was just a coffee.

Like I said, probably best not to.

Hm?

Excuse me.

Er, these things are...

horrible and intrusive...

But they're a necessary evil,

otherwise I wouldn't have asked you
to do this.

Have you decided who's going to speak?

I want to do it.

We don't want you breaking down
in the middle of it.

- I won't.
- Are you sure, Kev?

I want to stop people thinking about me,

wondering if her boyfriend did it
and all that shit.

Just start concentrating on finding Sian.

Mm.

Well, if he wants to do it,

you know, it's fine by me.

Whatever makes the biggest impact.

- If he has to stop, then I'll take over.
- Good.

Er, Elaine, can you make sure

that you're sat next to Kevin, please?

Two for the price of one.

Right, are we good?

[CAMERAS CLICK]

We all just want to know that Sian is OK.

She has been missing now
for over two days.

Karen...

ON TV: We are praying
for Sian's safe return.

It's not like her not to come home
or contact us for such a long time.

It is her.

That's the mum. She lives
over the road from us, Charlie.

We want her home safe and well.

I haven't spoken to her,
but it's definitely her.

It's heart-breaking
not knowing where she is.

Poor woman.

Someone out there must have seen
Sian or knows where she is.

We just want them to come forward
and contact the police.

Thank you very much,
ladies and gentlemen.

[REPORTERS SHOUT QUESTIONS]

Thank you very much,
ladies and gentlemen.

Our press officer will try and help
you with any further information.

- Did all right, didn't he?
- Mm, really good to the end.

Intel's come back on Philip Barlow,
Monster Munch man.

- Mm-hm.
- He has eight previous convictions.

Mostly theft, dishonesty.
One for assault.

Yeah, his car's not dark-coloured.

Anything on the cabbie
with the history of sexual touching?

No, nothing back yet.

- You'd better get off to your meeting.
- Yeah.

- Steve...
- Mm-hm?

I've just had a call
from a mate at Devizes nick.

Sorry, mate...

...apparently Ray Hayward topped himself.

What?

Yeah, his girlfriend found him
hanging in the garage this morning.

What?

Well done, Kev.

You done really well.

Was it nerve-racking, Elaine?

To be honest, I felt like a puppet.

Move a hand or blow your nose
and the photographers went mad.

I just felt manipulated.

Mick, give Elaine a cuddle.

I don't need a cuddle.

I'm all right, thanks.

Are you OK?

Hey.

[HE EXHALES SLOWLY AND DEEPLY]

Why, Debs?

Why kill himself?

Yeah, he had this investigation
hanging over him,

but he had kids, for Christ's sake!

Steve, you've got to take a look
at Ray Hayward.

What do you mean?

I mean, now.
As part of this investigation.

- You've got to take a look at him.
- Why?

- Because he gave me a lift home once.
- Come on, not you, too!

No, no, he didn't try any funny
business. Nothing like that.

I just remember his car
was an estate car.

A dark estate car,
with them luggage rails on the roof.