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Try and be careful.
Try not to disturb anything on it.

Don't touch it!

SIGHS
Where were you -
earlier this evening?

I went for a run.
You know why I'm here. No.

I don't want to be here. Wouldn't
you rather go somewhere else
and talk about this? No. We do know.

Know what?

You were having an affair
with Debbie Britten.

Oh, that's bollocks!

You can call your solicitor
if you want.

No, no, you must be joking. I'm not.

I've just spoken to Boyd. Take all
you need for the Debbie Britten
investigation, then hand him over.

What the hell happened here? They
found him when the tide went out.

What is it about this bloody bridge?

I thought you were
a straight-down-the-line copper.
You've whitewashed this case. No!

You've led everyone down
a dead end for a year, you've
watched DCI Chester self-destruct,

and now you're standing there,
Steven Maitland, dishing
the same pile of nonsense to me.

Now, you listen to me. This is
God's truth... You played away,
you piece of shit, and you panicked.

Peter!
Steve, why didn't you call me?

You give us a moment, Fiona, please.
Well, they won't hold our table.

Fiona, I'm really sorry to disrupt
your evening. It's my fault.

Sorry, Fi, but something's come up.
Peter and I have to go back to base.
I see.

What do you think you're doing?
Anna. It's their wedding anniversary.

We'll do it another time. We'll
just book it for next year, then(?)

Debbie Britten is dead.
It's over. Can we all move on now?
Everything's gonna be all right.

Just wait in there.

I'll be with you in a minute,
all right?

What happened?
He's come in informally.

Let's get started. No, no,
give it half an hour. Let him stew.

then we'll needle him. You don't
seriously think DI Maitland...?

He was knocking her off and
forgot to mention it... Shut it!

And I don't want you telling him
about Skinner, OK?

I told you that information
in confidence...
Jesus, you all know!

I explained why I wasn't allowed
to do any comparison between the DNA
from Debbie's foetus and Maitland's!

I had to make my own decision.
It was illegal! It was confidential
information. I confided in you!

I couldn't keep this to myself.
If this gets out...
Our conversation never happened.

We just put two and two together.
But he'll work it out! He could
destroy vital aspects of our case.

He's not going to find out. No?
You have to trust me with this,
Frankie. Yeah, right(!)

If I don't ask questions
I'll never get the answers. And
sod anyone who goes down with you!

Does anybody care it's my birthday
this week? Anybody in here care?

No? Good. OK, Spence,
what happened with Skinner?

Sir, it wasn't Spencer's fault.
He just snuck out. Snuck out?

He was six foot six, he weighed
25 stone. He doesn't sneak out!

What about the copper at the door?
And have you followed up
on Debbie's ex-husband? Have you?

Have you?
No?!

God, happy birthday,
happy goddamn...

It's been a REALLY good day
for you two, hasn't it?

'Tonight, the body of
Michael Skinner, key witness in the
Debbie Britten murder investigation

'was found dead
and hanging from Lambeth Bridge.

'Deputy Assistant Commissioner
Robert Christie faces hard questions.

'Has reopening Debbie Britten's case
triggered another murder?
And will the killer strike again?

'Lambeth Bridge. There has been
an unidentified male body found.

'Police are treating it
as suspicious. We will keep you
informed of developments.'

Bullet went through his brain,
then out the other side.

What's that?

It's her medal box, isn't it?

You're going to love this, Grace.
Whoa!

Oh, my God!

I watched two matches back to back.
First Petit nodded in from a corner
in the 19th,

then Madrid saved a penalty
five minutes from half time.

Second half... That'll do, thank you.

Look, I'm a good guy. I'm not
in the habit of shooting people.

Why didn't you have kids, James?
That's none of your business.

Not much of her left when she came
home at all times of day and night.

But YOU'D know about that,
wouldn't you, you sad bastards?

Take your clothes off.

What?
Take - your - clothes - off.

- Why?
- We have to check your clothes
for powder residue.

This is a joke!

I'm not gonna make excuses.
It just happened.

Fiona never knew?
Of course she didn't!

Fiona's depression lasted for...
over seven years. Was this
the first time you'd been unfaithful?

Look, what is this?

When did you last see
Debbie Britten. I hadn't seen her
for weeks, except at work.

Whose decision was that?
Debbie always knew
that I'd never leave Fiona.

Debbie Britten was pregnant.

..That's good.

That's a good reaction, Steve.
She...

She...

No.

No.

That must have been a complication
you didn't need. You felt cornered?

Fiona and I were unable to have kids.

Anna is his step-daughter.
That's when the depression started.

Do you think...I'd kill Debbie
because she was carrying my child?

Debbie would have wanted you
to be a father to the child.

She'd have wanted you to leave Fiona.
It could have wrecked everything.

I didn't kill her. You didn't say
anything and you could have helped
a lot. You withheld information.

Anything I knew
I poured it back into the inquiry.

What about...?
What about James Britten?

Why didn't you investigate him
thoroughly?

It wasn't James.

But how do you know? You didn't
push him. You didn't break him down.
You hardly asked him any questions.

I worked night and day.
No-one wanted to catch her killer
more than me.

You were too busy putting yourself
first, weren't you?

Because you would have been
the prime suspect.

You would have been investigated
within an inch of your life.

Well, do it NOW!

GO ON!

I mean,
what have I got to hide any more?

The calibre is similar to the gun
that killed Debbie Britten.

And here...a drop of blood.

Skinner's? Or the killer's. It's not
easy to pin that onto someone's
chest. He's had a couple of goes.

And we've found a partial palm print
on the medal. No gloves?

No.

Frankie...

..if something gets in my way,

you know, I can climb over it,

or go round it, or dig under it,
or, if necessary,
walk straight through it.

What exactly are we talking about
here? Our working relationship?

No, no.
I'm just trying to explain.

The deal was we'd work as a team.
You promised me a TEAM.

I assumed you respected my judgment.

That's why I picked you.

Doesn't it matter to you that that
evidence won't stand up in court?

If you hadn't given me the DNA link,
I'd never have got to Maitland.

I'd never have suspected him.

You did that.

Your skill...did that.

Now, I promise this will never
get back to you in any way.

You've got to keep me in the loop,
Boyd.

Deal.

OK, I'll run this print and
the blood on the national database.

Check it against Maitland's.

You'd have to be a psycho to stick
a medal on a dead man's chest.

It's like hanging epaulets
on railings. It's NOT Maitland.

Just because he had an affair,
doesn't mean he killed her, does it?

You sure, Mel? Have you looked
into his soul? No, his file.

He's a good copper. And they know
all about covering their tracks.

OK. So what do YOU believe?

I believe in what I find. Have you
checked out Maitland's alibi
for that evening? Yes.

He was on duty the night
she was killed. Was he? Yeah.

Debbie Britten wasn't discovered
until 11am Monday morning, so we've
no exact time-frame for her murder.

Facts, analysis, details -
that's what we need, Mel.

You can leave your assumptions,
your feelings, at home.

Well, why don't you arrest me?

You'd have had to show me your
evidence. You had the foetal DNA
checked against mine, didn't you?

You had no right!
You've lost your rights.

Oh, you're good, aren't you, Boyd?
I'm not enjoying this. No?

Because the last thing you want
is a showdown with a solicitor.

If I'm right, I could destroy you.
There's only one reason
you'd want to do that.

'Getting to the truth is all
that matters, isn't that right?

'It doesn't respect friendship.

'If you're guilty, I'll get you.'

If you're not...you have to help me.

Did you kill Skinner?

Course not. He's just a fruitcake.
Did he break into her flat? No.

'It was just flowers, presents,
anything, as long as she found out.'

After he took her car, he rang and
told her. Don't waste time on him.
You were the copper at his door?

'Yes, but he stopped after that.
She was missing, presumed dead.

'But you decided the investigation
didn't need to know about Skinner.

'You let them search after
that pathetic E-fit... At the time,
I was sure it wasn't him.

'Now I'm not so sure.'

You're not so sure?

What else do I need to know?

OK, the medal...and the photo album
were taken on the first break-in.

Debbie didn't want to report it.
She didn't want the publicity.

And that's the lot...I promise you.

KNOCK ON DOOR

That blood on the ribbon - no hits
on the national database. Nor
the palm print. So they're not his?

Definitely not.

OK? Yeah.

OK.

Dr Foley? Anna Maitland to see you.

Boyd, I've got a match.

The print on the medal matches
the partial we got off the bouquet.

SIREN WAILS

Can I get you a tea or a coffee? They
taste exactly the same. No, thanks.

Dad didn't come back here last night
for work, did he?

What are you asking me, Anna?

I don't know.

I just...

Was he having an affair?

When Peter Boyd came to the house,
there was something going on.

It was Debbie, wasn't it?

I can't tell you anything, Anna.

In position.

After she went missing,

he went to pieces. He told us it was
the strain of the investigation,

but...he never stopped
trying to catch him.

Hands above your head NOW! Where
were you last night between 6 and 9?!

Here! ..You need not say anything,
but it may harm your defence...

Get up!

'It took over everything.'

But you have to understand he did
it to protect Mum. He'd have done
anything to stop her knowing.

Don't you think your mother deserved
to know the truth? The truth? No.

She couldn't have coped. She might
have had to if he'd left her.

Did he say that? No, but...

He'd never have left.

If Maitland's still a suspect,
why have you let him go home?
He's under open surveillance.

His family are going to rip him
to pieces,

then he's going to come back here
and I'm going to rip him to pieces.

SMASHING CROCKERY

What did you say to her?

He's here voluntarily.

He doesn't want a solicitor.
I wasn't watching him,
I was watching YOU, the detectives.

Taken the night Skinner was killed.
Don't touch it. Where's the camera?

Wasn't there. You took more
pictures that evening, didn't you?
Didn't you?

Excuse me.

Where's the camera? The CAMERA?!

Where are the rest of your clothes?

Your biking gear? That rabbit hutch
in the hotel isn't where you live.

Are you left or right-handed?
Left.
Can I have your watch?

Yeah.

And I need a swab from his mouth.

All right! A hair will do instead,
Spence!

A hair will do!

Hair will do.

A couple, not a clump!

What's this for, Christopher?

And these? OK, go back to his boss
at the hotel, we need an address.

Check his mail, bank statements,
find out who makes
these swipe things.

Then do a door-to-door.
Someone has to be his neighbour.

You know
when you put a fork in a sausage,
it bursts all over the place.

Well, it's the same
with brain matter.

OK, here we go.

You see, the compacted brain gunge
flies back - bang.

And for some reason,

brain just kind of sticks
to everything.

You're a real wordsmith, Frankie(!)
Thank you.

Skinner's blood was found
in your watchstrap.

Your prints were on Debbie Britten's
medal. Where's the gun?

Well, I warned you about him,
didn't I?

There's people in my life -
they deserve to die.

Are you telling me you shot Skinner?

Look, I phoned him.

I phoned Skinner.

I said meet me down at Debbie's
bridge. Why did he meet you?

Because the man's an imbecile,
isn't he? He's got no brains.

He hasn't...got any brains any more.

Why don't you sit down now

and perhaps we can talk
about Debbie Britten?

Why don't you shut up
and let's not talk about Debbie?

Boyd, let me talk to him.

You're the copper who shouts
and I'm the nice lady who doesn't.

Let's keep it that way.

No, you don't deserve Debbie.

Hope you're feeling fit, Mel.
Finding the car park was easy.

A lot of flats.

Hello?

Hello? ..Hello?

Why did you have to kill Skinner?

Excuse me, do you...?

Do you people read the papers?

Did you know that he only met her...
for a few hours at a party?

It was nothing.

Ohh...

What do you think
he was going to tell the papers?

What she said...?
Look, the man was filth...
What she did to him...?

..and I...I couldn't allow it.

Putting words into a beautiful mouth
like that... Scum!

He killed her because she wouldn't
go with him. He killed her.

Did he tell you
that he'd killed Debbie?

She was in his head all the time...
and when she said no...

QUIET SOBBING

Mel, get the exhibit bag.
Call Frankie.

Get her - now.

Any lights anywhere?

He scanned himself into photos
with her.

Mel, now, please!

Yeah, sorry.

MEL: This guy knew more about her
than she did.

GRACE: Her death didn't mean anything
to him. He keeps her alive.

Hold on. What's that? There's
something behind that curtain.

Hello...
Somebody's hiding something here.

Looks like rubbish.

Jesus,
he's been through her dustbins.

I can smell perfume.

This is Debbie's bedroom.

It's an exact replica.

Ooh, I do love a killer
with a filing system.

The very first time? The first time?

Well...

I was at the community centre.

These kids were being obnoxious, so
I shut them up and kicked them out,

and as I came back to my seat,
Debbie looked up,

and she just smiled right at me.
And we both knew.

That's something we all dream about.

The very first time I knew there
was something special, very special,

straight away.

And you knew it wouldn't be long
before you'd be together.

Yeah. Debbie was
the most important thing to me.

But Debbie had somebody else.
Did that bother you?

No, he was married. Oh. That wasn't
going to last. Of course not.

How did you know?
Well, I followed him home.
Look, he wasn't Debbie's type, no.

And he was married.
I mean, how DARE he?

So what were you going to do, Chris?

Well, I was gonna phone
his poor wife, cos that... No.

And why didn't you?

He stopped coming. I knew he would.
Debbie just got tired of him.

He had no class.

No.

So...your time had come.

Then you found this.
Her pregnancy kit.

That must have been quite a shock...
to think that she was pregnant.

That wasn't true.
That...that...that was just lies.

But you thought she was? But you
weren't sure, so you had to ask her,

so you went round
and waited for her. No.

It wasn't how you planned it.

She was scared and...and...angry,

but you'd already made
your decision, hadn't you? No.

Are you sure? No, just like
the press - lies, make it up.

You'd already decided
that if you couldn't have her,

then nobody would.

No, I loved her. Really?

GRACE: I envy you.

Yeah. White coat and recycled air
takes some beating(!)

Ah, but you have certainties -
a bullet, a fingerprint,

a DNA match.

You've got your own
scientific principles.
Which prove nothing.

Profilers don't solve crimes,
we just narrow down the options,

focus in on suspects.

Sometimes saying somebody's
unlikely to have done something
is as good as it gets.

I'm sorry, Frankie...
The glass from Redford's shoes?

It doesn't match the broken window
glass from Debbie's flat. So he could
have picked it up from anywhere?

Maybe, but the glass from the first
break-in is much, much older -
it's got the same refractive index.

Redford's admitted the first
break-in. So if he'd done the second,
you'd have seen fragments from that?

Exactly, but there's nothing.
We can't find anything. Well, that's
got me absolutely bloody nowhere.

Morning.

Why would he leave the medal
as a calling card? You've been
spending too much time with Grace.

Spence, get me a bag.

Peat on the floor...
plants on a shelf...

An exhumation, I think.

How do you do that?

You don't look like a sniffer dog.

Yes, yes, striations to the right.
There has to be a match here.

I'm sorry, this bullet didn't come
from the gun that killed Debbie.
No, I can see that.

It was over. How could you still
live in your flat

with all her things?
Love doesn't end, you stupid man.

It's very hard losing someone
you love, isn't it, Chris?
Mmm.

And you do keep things
to remind you, don't you?
Mmm.

I remember when my mother died...

I kept thinking I saw her
in the supermarket.
And the funny thing was,

she hated supermarkets.

But when somebody dies, we do NEED
to talk about them, don't we?

Share memories...especially
with somebody who understands.

I didn't really have anyone
I could talk to. No.

But the funeral, Chris...

that must have helped. Doesn't that
surprise you? Didn't you think
that we know everything you've done?

Oh, look...look...

You sent yourself cards from her.

That's sad, isn't it?

You cut people out

and cut yourself into her photos.

It could have been very different.

It could have been very different.
I understand. I know that feeling.

Yeah. Lovely night.

Drink by the river.

There isn't a city in the world
I'd rather be in.

It's only natural
that on a night like that you'd...

you'd want to spend it with Debbie.

So...suddenly...

you were right there in her flat.

But nothing was ever going to happen
between you two.

She wasn't going to love you
because we mustn't forget, must we,
that she was pregnant?

She WAS pregnant. No, no, no...

She was NOT waiting for you. No, no,
you're lying. He's lying now.

OK, so what are you going to do? You
got her into your life, you've got
to get rid of her. I can see that.

You were forced, weren't you? You
were forced to get rid of her. No.

She wasn't pregnant. That's a thing
made up by the press. They're sick.

'Skinner didn't kill Debbie.'

You know that, don't you? Because
YOU did. No, no, that's not true.

He was taking her away from you.
Do you know...

..he was telling everyone
how great she was in the sack?

Did you know that?

That must have been awful for you.
You love her but you can't have her.

And can you imagine
that somebody else...

was...you know?

I do understand that, really I do.

I mean, you were forced to

because you were
such a complete loser

and losers get...desperate,
don't they?

Fi? Fi?

Fiona, are you here?

OK, you didn't kill Debbie.
All you did was kill Skinner.

So you're nothing to do with Debbie
any more. She meant nothing to you,

you meant nothing to her, right?

We were meant to be together and I
saw to it. I made sure that... Yeah,

she's mine now - I saw to that.

Yeah.

Chris, remember there's a great deal
of difference between Debbie
being murdered and you killing her.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Fiona?

Fiona, are you in the bathroom?

Which room did you shoot her in?
I can't remember.
She was very....very scared.

I had to wash her right away, there
were so many people lying about her.

He lied and he died,
so, um...she's mine now.

Yeah, OK...

..she's mine now.

OK.

Fiona!

Fiona...please...

Call an ambulance.

Call an ambulance!

What's the GCS? 12.

You stupid woman! You had to do
this, drawing attention to yourself!

No, Anna, come on, please.

I'll be back in a minute.

He was becoming unravelled and you
put pressure on him. That's the idea.

You planted ideas,
pressed all the wrong buttons.
I made him face the truth.

The defence won't say that when they
hear that tape. They'll say you were
under pressure to get ANY result.

He's confessed to killing her. No,
he didn't say anything he might not
have seen on TV or in the papers.

Why the hell would he make a false
confession? Because you made him
think that this was one way

he could secure a future with Debbie.
Maybe. Or he was telling the truth.

MOBILE RINGS

Yes, Spence? 'Fiona Maitland's in
hospital. She's taken an overdose.'

Get a warrant for Maitland's house.
And, Spence... 'Yes, boss?'

Low key and respectful. 'OK.'
Thank you.

(Oh, shit!) Spence!

This is from the day
that Debbie died.

Spence, just tell me very slowly -
what's on the tapes?

All right, I'm with him now... OK.

I can arrest you or you can come
back with me now. On what charge?

Withholding evidence.

I won't be gone long.
I'm coming with you!

Who the hell do these people think
they are! Stephen...

They can't stop me!
Stephen.

Let her come.

Perhaps you'd like to wait with me.
This way.

Wind it back to the beginning.

OK... Right. Here's Maitland.

Time is 14.33. He was called out
on a job in the West End,
but there was no report filed.

What's he wearing...?
Is that an earpiece?

He's on a hands-free mobile. I need
to know who he was talking to.

Spence, I need a TV in here. OK.

Boyd, is that search warrant
still valid?

Anything up there? No.

She was telling me
it was killing her being apart.

And why couldn't I feel the same way?

I'm telling her
we'd made our decision...

She was going to tell me
she was pregnant, wasn't she?

If anyone had seen those tapes...

they'd have known.
I couldn't let that happen.
It's all part of the same lie.

Or is it the start of a new one?

'You've got nothing on me, Boyd.

'You're running out of time.

'What's the charge? Why does that
bother you? We both want to know
who killed Debbie, don't we?'

Give us a hand with that. OK.

Yep.

What about Fiona?
What drove her to the edge?

Was it your need for Debbie,
or Debbie's body being found,

or the pregnancy, or that
you're a liar, or something else?

What pushed her to the point of
suicide? Leave Fiona out of this!

Leave her out of this.

Why?

God, it stinks!

What's that?

The baby(?)

That looks good.
Bag that, Chris, please.

I've got the logs for
all the job mobiles for that day.
Let's check on Maitland's.

14.33 - incoming call
from another mobile -

08779 871787.

Called it six minutes later and
stayed on for 21 minutes! That's a
Renox number. Let's try the obvious.

..No, there's nothing.

Sorry, Spence. Thought you'd got it.

"Dinner..." Three nights ago.
Thanks a bunch, Frankie(!)

Let's see if Renox can help.

'That's great.'

OK, thank you.

He made a call to Fiona. Mel...

Mel, keep me informed
about what's going on in there.
Yep, OK.

Still there? OK. I need to look
at Fiona Maitland's bill details

Yep.

There we are.

He should never have lied.

Did you ever talk to your dad
about his affair?

No.

What was it?
Was he running away from your mum?

He still loved her...as a friend.

I-I think that's what they'd become.

Did your mum know that?

She'd let it happen, hadn't she?

I mean...

she must have known something
was going on. Yes, coming home late,

preoccupied, distant,

telling lies... Look,
can't you find out what's going on?

Maybe Mum knew more than I realised.

Right, scroll back to October,
a year ago.

Yes, she can.

Is Anna all right? Thanks, Frankie.

This is the coat he was wearing
the night Debbie died.

Well, so?
I found these tiny fragments,
deep in the seams of his pockets.

They've the same refractive index as
the broken window in Debbie's flat.

I WAS there! I was part of the
investigation! But you didn't arrive
till AFTER they'd recorded the scene

and bagged the glass.

On your shoes, I could believe,
but deep inside your pockets?

They must have come from your gloves.

You've got an overactive imagination,
sweetheart! We don't clean up glass.

People like you and me -
we don't clean up glass.

The only reason you would have
been at the search was to make sure
you hadn't missed anything.

So if your DNA was found,
you'd be eliminated. Very good.
See you in court. Oh, God!

OK, hold it.

14.33 - there.

Fiona called him.

MEL: 'She left 12 messages
in 10 minutes.

'Scroll back a bit further, yeah.'

Stop, stop, stop, stop! 12.21...

Fiona called another mobile -
07889 864107. That's Debbie's.

What? That Debbie Britten's.
I'll tell Boyd. Stay on the line.

OK, boss, right.
Fiona Maitland made a call to Debbie

'just after she'd left the station,
so that could be the reason
why she went home.

'Then Fiona phoned Maitland
2 hours, 12 minutes later,

'so that was who he was speaking to
when we caught him on the CCTV tape.'

Spence is trying to do a satellite
trace so we can place where she was
when she made the calls, OK?

Did you get all that, Grace?

He's always been there for me...

..I mean, when Mum wasn't.

Well, you must have felt
very let down, too.

He wasn't even a good liar.

All those evenings, he'd come
in late, talking about work,

when he'd been with her.

I could see it in his eyes.

I could smell her.

Looking back on it,
it all makes sense.

He was such a soft target.
How do you mean?

Debbie Britten!

Who HADN'T she had?
I mean, everyone knew about her.

She...wanted him
and she went for him.

He didn't stand a chance.

Stupid man.

Men can be so pathetic, can't they?

Yes.

'Fiona went to see her.'

She couldn't take any more,
could she? No, no, that's not true.

We know...she was round there.

I had to do it.

All I wanted to do was...

take her in my arms and hold her,
take her away - anywhere.

You killed her.

Where did you get the gun from?

I gave it to her
for her own protection.

Are you stupid?! She'd been having
anxiety attacks... A gun?!

I just wanted her to feel safe.
You shot the woman you loved to
shut her up?! Where's the gun now?

You think you know, but you don't,
not until you're there!

WHERE IS THE GUN?!

All I wanted to do
was to stop her...

protect Fiona and Anna.

Where's the gun? Where's the gun?

It was the gun
I gave her to make her feel safe.

And I killed her.

And then you set about rigging up
the scene...wallpapering...

WHERE IS THE GUN NOW?!

It's in the Thames.

So you rolled her up in a carpet...

He's breaking him down now, Grace.

GRACE: Right, shall we go and see
if they're finished?

Mel.
That's the track on Maitland's call.

As he travels, his mobile signal
passes through different sectors.

Oh, would you mind holding on
a minute? I need to talk to Spencer.

Spence, would you tell me
what Anna is doing?

She's just coming up to the obs room.

'Answer me!'

Who are you trying to protect here?
Who did you do this for?!

I'm telling you,
there is no-one else involved.

OK, can you get it more accurate
than that? ..Yeah.

Great, thanks.

Boss, Fiona definitely called
from Debbie's flat.

I can explain.

You see...

I'd given...
I'd given Fiona's mobile to Debbie.

Why would you do that?

I loved her.

It's been a whole year...

with my stomach in my throat...

lying.

Lying was easy.

When Debbie died,
there was nothing left.

My life was over. Don't say that!

All I could do...
was to try and make it up to Fiona.

No, she wants you to... She wants
you to, just like that bitch did!

(Spence! Ring Fiona's mobile.)

Why? Just do it.

Where does Anna fit into all this?

No, please...Anna's got nothing
to do with any of this.

MOBILE RINGS

Look, look, please, Anna is so NOT
important. Will you listen to me?

What about what YOU want, Steve?

Tell him what you want this time,
Steve. What did Debbie say to you?

Anna, what did Debbie say?
Tell him what you want, Steve!

Did she say that you'd never
have him? Is that what she said?

Did you go round to see her?
Just tell him, Steve! Did you have
a key? Did you let yourself in?

Shut up! Did you go to the flat?

Did you go round to the flat?
Shut up!

Did you take the fuse out?
Shut UP!

ANNA SCREAMS

No!

She was trying to trap you!

She'd said she'd make you leave
because she was pregnant!

You knew?! That's why!
That's why it happened!

You don't have to lie any more,
my darling.

You don't have to lie.

We killed her so you could stop
living your lie and be with me...!
You killed her?!

Because I love you...

And you covered it up...
because you love me.

Because you love me.

It's OK...

It's OK. We don't
have to lie any more.

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