All language subtitles for Waking the Dead S03E05 Breaking Glass (1)-eng

For those of you
who haven't seen the site before,

the archaeological area
is on the left.

What we're excavating
is a burial ground associated
with St Barnabas Hospital.

This is one of the most extensive
early-medieval graveyards
ever found in London.

Thank you for joining us
for today's Barnabas Boy lecture.

It is my pleasure to introduce
Dr Frankie Walton, a forensic
scientist at the Home Office,

who is going to talk about forensic
anthropology and comparisons
between her field and ours.

Firstly I'd like to say
that I'm always humble
among professional archaeologists -

people who spend even more time on
their knees than us civil servants!

What we're going to look at
in detail is patterns of wounding -

what happened to the living
as opposed to what happened
to the dead.

Sir...

You won't listen to me because
what I'm telling you doesn't fit
with how you see the world.

I am a police officer! You can't
begin to believe the things
I see in your wildest dreams!

Don't tell me how I see the world!
Sir... It's a form of denial.

You waffle about your psychological
theories...! I told you,
a crime has been committed!

You cannot open an investigation
cos someone mentions
a crime committed in the past!

How many times do I have
to tell you that?! Sir...please.
Mel, this is pointless!

I'm going to go higher.
Oh, please do! Please, go higher!

Just go somewhere else,
cos in here I am the highest!
We need to get a grip.

Ms Poole, will you come
with me? I'll deal with it.

Sir, you OK?

Fine...

Just fine(!)

Thanks for coming. You're welcome.
Hi. Where have you been?

I've been to a very absorbing
lecture given by an extremely
talented forensic scientist.

Thank you.

Everything all right?

What's wrong?

We have a visitor.
A recovered-memory therapist.

I hope you were tactful.

He wasn't tactful.

So you've been waiting for me
to come back to sort it out...

You're both psychologists...
What Spence means... I know what
he means. I'll talk to him later.

Grace.

I need your help.

This is Dr Foley.
Ms Poole has come here from the
New Direction Counselling Service.

I'm a qualified psychotherapist
with 12 years' experience.

She says that she has a client
who is of interest to us. Your
colleague's sceptical and hostile.

She specialises
in recovered-memory therapy.

So I propose to leave Ms Poole here
to talk to a qualified psychologist
with more than 12 years' experience.

All right, Grace.

I'm accustomed to reactions
like that. Reactions to what?

My client...is Terence Tanner.

Date of birth 8.7.70.
He makes a living as a
clerical worker in a credit agency.

In the course of therapy,
he has been recovering memories
of violent abuse.

Right, well, a lot of people
in therapy do "recover memories"...

He has severely dissociated
his experiences and the therapy has
helped break down his resistances.

This is a police station.

I know that. A cold case unit. Yes.

You asked to see
Detective Superintendent Boyd -
on what grounds? Exactly.

Terry relived a number
of violent assaults... Perhaps
you didn't hear the question.

I heard. I was about to answer it.

Terry was the frequent victim
of assaults
by someone he knew as Papa Doc.

Do you have any evidence?

Recovered memory isn't considered
reliable without evidence.

He agreed to the taping of some of
our sessions. Do you want to watch?

Terry...we're talking about
the person who hurt you.

Come on, Terry. Free yourself.

This is not your fault.
Whose fault is it?

It's always dark
when he comes and, er...

I'm not really asleep.
I'm just pretending.

And then you hear these slow
footsteps coming down the corridor.

And that's the worst bit cos...

you never know if he's going
to stop at the end of your bed.

Keep going, Terry.
Don't let him silence you.

Come on, Terry.

He says, "Come on, Terry. You know
what Papa Doc likes to do."

And he's got me like that
so I then can't move.

I don't want to do it, you know?
Even though I'm supposed to.
I goes, "I don't want to do it."

What do you say? I say,
"Let me go. Let me go, please.
Let go of me! LET ME GO!"

This is not a staged response.
He has a strong abreaction. How do
you know you're not coaching him?

That's a very good question, Grace.
How do you know?

I said... Coaching him?

Let me go! I don't want to do it!

I don't want to do it.

It's all right now, Terry.

We surfaced more memories that had
been repressed. He gave me this.

What's that?
He described the abuse, repeated
homosexual rape. He had a friend.

His friend was also abused,
he says, and then he told me...
his friend was killed.

Terry was traumatised.
He gave me the name of the boy.

I went to
the Missing Persons Helpline.

Kevin Pearce
disappeared at the age of 16.

He produced the name of a boy
that went missing. Now, if you
paper over this, I'm going public.

Threatening the police
isn't very prudent at this stage.

I've had 10 kinds of hostility and
abuse from the police. Now you're
going to have to take notice.

Why didn't you make Superintendent
Boyd aware of all this?
He never gave me the chance.

You should have shown me this when
you came in. Now you're interested!

Do not play games with
police officers. Not these officers.
And not in this office. ..Spence.

You don't believe in psychogenic
amnesia and the ability to recover
repressed abuse experiences?

We're not here to discuss what we
believe in. Sorenson and Arkwright,
1992.

Out of 100 women interviewed
retrospectively, 38 were
amnesiac about abuse experiences

which were well-documented
elsewhere. Byron and Harper, 1994.
Now, here's an American report.

And the same author wrote
a whole book on the subject. Can we
just slow down for a moment?

I want to speak to your client.

In my presence. Well, I'm afraid...
I won't have him intimidated.

And er...if you do nothing,

then you're playing games, not me.
I'm going to say this just once.

You do not make the rules
for what my team does or
how it does it or when it does it.

Or indeed...if it does anything.

Yeah...thank you.

Bad news or bad news, people?

Kevin Pearce absconded from
local authority care in 1986.
What's the other bad news?

Terence Tanner,
date of birth 8.7.70, doesn't exist.

He says, "Come on, Terry..."
There we go - research for them
that wants. Nobody wants, Grace.

If we could do it, we wouldn't
need you. So, Dr Foley... Yes?

What do you think
about recovered memory?

There's little hard evidence. You
either believe in it or you don't.

But what do YOU think?

Recovered-memory therapy depends
on a theory of psychological
dissociation. No. Keep it simple.

OK. Individuals
sometimes find trauma so unbearable

that they split their personality
to avoid processing it.

Along comes the therapist and gently
walks you back into it. Yeah.

So how do you distinguish
between hypnotic suggestion and
the recovery of authentic memory?

I've got some bad memories,
but I haven't split my personality.
How do you know?

I'm sorry. No. That's a good point.
How do you know?

What suddenly makes you aware that
you're walking around in two halves?

Recovered-memory therapy.

Exactly. I'll tell you something
else you get from recovered-memory
therapy - alien abduction.

You'll be interviewing ET next.
We need to interview Terence
Tanner. I wish he'd phone home.

We want to speak to Tanner
without Ms Poole.

She can ask for an adult
to be present when we talk to him.

Doesn't have to be her, though? No.
If he was a credit clerk, so we
need to find out where he worked.

Right! There was
a Papa Doc investigation in 1991.

- What kind of investigation?
- An internal inquiry.
- By whom?

It was run by the head of the
local authority social services,
Oliver Gill.

- Inconclusive. The Met were
informed and the papers are on file.
- What was the inquiry based on?

A member of Gill's staff
committed suicide and left a note.

A Peter Murdoch
threw himself under a train.

Was he Papa Doc? I don't know!

- Didn't you ask?
- Yes.
They're sending the file over.

Is there a local authority report
on Kevin Pearce?

They can't find anything,
but I'll follow it up.

You're going to have to open
an investigation.
I never said I wouldn't, did I?

You just don't like being told
what to think by Ms Poole.

I don't like anybody telling me
what to think...except you, Grace.

So do you think
we have got something now?

Well...

We've got this.

OK. Thank you. ..Kevin Pearce
was transferred to local authority
residential care at the age of six.

- Any other details?
- No, but they're
sending files over.

And I couldn't find a credit agency
in London with an employee
called Terry or Terence Tanner.

What about the coroner's report on
Murdoch? No history of depression.
A sudden aberration.

The coroner concluded he took his
own life on the balance his mind
was disturbed and his suicide note.

This isn't the original, is it?
No, it's a copy. Murdoch says
his nickname was Papa Doc.

Papa Doc. And the reason
he committed suicide was because
it was bound to come out...

"..Was impossible to restrain,
and now these desires
mean that my life must end." Grace?

Coming! This letter was sent
to his work. Where's the envelope?
They don't have it.

So we don't know
when or from where it was sent.
So we can't prove who sent it? No.

Grace! Yes? Sorry.
This is Murdoch's suicide note.

It's strange cos it's typed -
even the signature. Wouldn't you
expect that to be handwritten? Yes.

I'll find out if Murdoch
has got any relatives.

Peter Murdoch...Papa Doc...Tanner...
Kevin Pearce...

..Laurie Poole.

Psychotherapist.

Is she in breach of her professional
code of conduct by disclosing to us
what Tanner tells her in therapy?

Yes. Why would you do that?

She'd breach her guidelines
if she thought that Tanner was a
danger to himself or others. Right.

So he could be out of control?

So Laurie Poole, psychotherapist..
Hypnotists do it. When you...

Regressed. She regresses him,
but it hasn't worked.

He's in pieces and she can't put him
back together. What are you saying?

She could be in a state of panic.

Because one of the objects
of psychotherapy is...

Grace, you taught me this.
Steering patients away
from feelings of revenge.

So that could be her concern.

The thing that she hasn't told us
is her concern that Terence Tanner,
the abused,

might seek revenge

against whoever he believes

is Papa Doc.

He's MY patient. And there are
issues of patient confidentiality.

But there weren't issues
when you showed Dr Foley
a video of his interview.

How many tapes are there?

Do you want my co-operation?

I would love that. Ms Poole, please.

We want to speak to Terence Tanner.

He hasn't been back in contact
since the interview
I described in your office.

You will have kept files on
his progress. Perhaps we could see
those? Our files are confidential.

I'd need consent. It'll take us
next to no time to get a warrant.

Why did you come to see us?
I thought there was
a criminal matter involved.

In the past or in the future?
Or both?

Did Tanner tell you what he intended
to do, if or when he found Papa Doc?

I've warned you before
about playing games, Ms Poole.

It's not up to you how much
information you share with us.
It becomes a matter for the court.

Or is that another institution
too politically uncongenial
for your tastes?

Excuse me.

I will put it on record that you
said you'd return with a warrant.

On that basis, I am forfeiting
my client's confidentiality.
Very sporting.

I offered you co-operation. The way
to Terence Tanner was through me.
The way to Terence Tanner?

Well, perhaps he never told you when
he was confessing everything that
his real name isn't Terence Tanner.

Buckfast Road - is it next right?

You'd have been a minicab driver
if you hadn't lost your way in life.
That's if it's the right address.

Not this one. That's interesting.
What?

Why didn't Ms Poole mention that
Tanner had been on the streets for
two years before returning to work?

You expect too much of people.
It's touching.

OK. I think it's this one now.

If you don't want
to know the score... Look away now.

Hello?

Does anyone actually live here?

I think so.

T Tanner - this address.

Extremely neat.

Very unusual.

Oh!

Boyd!

We're going to need a warrant.

Take a look at that.

"To Jonno, from Papa Doc".

The Catcher In The Rye.

A boy who secretly saves people
from killing themselves.

Let's get Frankie. OK.

Hi, this is PC Silver,
can you sort me out a warrant...?
Computer's full of hard-core.

That's why it's a "hard drive".

Tell Grace to come in here.
She's here.

Is this victim behaviour?

Or perpetrator?

I need to know.

Sometimes it's two sides
of the same coin.

PHONE RINGS

Boyd. It's me. We're calling YOU.
Where are you? I'm in
the squad room. We need you here.

Boyd, I've got something
really odd here. We've got
something very odd here too.

19 Buckfast Road. Can you give me
an hour? It'll take you 10 minutes.

Well, whatever Mr Tanner's
main interests in life are,
he's read a lot of psychology.

Existential psychology,
identity, family dynamics.

Has he been rehearsing his role
in Poole's therapy sessions?
That's speculation. I'm allowed.

In fact, I get paid to speculate.

Sir!

He logs on to chat rooms. He's
password protected so I tried it.

His password is Papadoc.

Look for something unusual. Not that
we haven't got anything unusual.
We should test for drugs.

Do your sniffer-dog routine. We need
something to shed some light on our
man here. Bark if you find anything.

Well, woof woof.
Cos I already found something
to shed some light on our man here.

He's been dead for 600 years.

That's why I wanted some more time.

What?

Hi, Frankie.
Hi. Anything?

Aside from the fact
that the clothes are the same size,

there is a possibility we might get
some DNA off them. Then we'll know
if this is one or two people.

It's one person. With 2 identities.
Multiple personality? 2 dress styles
doesn't mean multiple personality.

None of my wardrobe goes together.
There you go, then.

Is there a test to tell us whether
the owner's been dead for 600 years?

I'm going back to see
the archaeologists first thing.

I think Tanner's got a gun.

Oh. It's probably gun oil.

So he could be armed.

Yeah.

OK.

Roll up your sleeves for me.

I'm clean, man.

You been in this shelter before,
ain't ya? I got straight, didn't I?

Things didn't work out, eh?
One little drink.

Well, you know what happens if you
have one little drink in here.

No flasks or bottles on you? Mate,
I done my can on the bridge.

I just want a good night's kip.
All right. That's all we offer.

You missed your tea. You piss
the blanket, you lose your tag.

Right, come on lads, let's 'ave you!
Move it! C'mon, 'aven't got all day.

C'mon. Yes, thank you(!) Come on
move it, c'mon let's 'ave you.

There we go.

BOY MUTTERS

C'mon, Terry, back to your bed.

(Nine o'clock, nine o'clock,
lights out, no talking,
no talking, lights out...shh!)

(Shh, shh...)

(8.55, brush your teeth, 8.55,
brush teeth, shh, no talking!)

C'mon...

He might not even come tonight.

(..Shh! No talking...)

MUFFLED SOBS

(Shh... 8.55...)

(Teeth, teeth...)

(Nine o'clock...quiet. No talking.)

(No talking. Brush teeth.)

(8.55, wash your face,
brush your teeth...)

'Wash face, brush...teeth.'

What's going on here? Something.
He dresses up and goes out.
What does he dress up FOR?

How do you know what's dressing up
and what's normal? I don't.

That's why I employ you.
I hate this case.

Because you don't know if you're
looking for a criminal or a victim.

I'm not a social worker.
I'm a policeman.

Do you mind if I say something? Go
on. Don't let Ms Poole dictate the
emotional temperature of this case.

Is that what I've done?

FOOTSTEPS ECHO

Back then...

Yeah.

Dug him up, then. Dug him up. Yeah.

Yeah.

How did you find me?
19 Buckfast Road, NW10.

NW10. Yeah, I know...

But how did you know where I lived?
Do you follow people around? Yes.

Yeah? Have you followed
anyone else around?

Have you followed Papa Doc?

Papa Doc. Have you seen him?

I, um...

I think I've spoken to him
in a chat room.

A chat room... It's like the phone,
you know? Only it's not.

Spoke to him too. What do you mean,
you spoke to him?

You don't just mean
a voice in your head? In my head.
And when he talks to me for real.

When have you seen him for real?
Don't look at me, please. No, OK.

Please.

I need you to help me.

Cos I know how you remember things.

Hmm? I only remember...

..little bits.

Help you? Yeah. Help me find him.

Hmm?

Find him. Yeah.

Papa Doc - find him.

Yes.

'I'm not really asleep,
I'm just pretending.

'And then you hear these...

'slow footsteps coming down the...
c-corridor...'

Hi. Hiya.

Want a glass?
No, thanks.

The two wardrobes -
the two sets of clothes -

there were skin and hair residues
on the collars, around the jackets.

One person? One DNA profile.

So yeah, definitely one person.
'..stop at the end of your bed...'
Is it what I think it is? Probably.

Identical twins.
One of whom is Terence Tanner.

And the brother was dug up
and incorrectly identified
as the medieval boy. Mmm.

POOLE: 'Don't let him silence you.'

Um...hello. There was a message
the police want to talk to me.

Am I too early? ..Mrs Murdoch?

Eileen Murdoch yes. DC Silver.
Thank you for coming in.
Er, can you just give me a minute?

We were married 13 years, and I had
no idea he felt that way about boys.

Did he have...?
A normal sex life with me? Yes.

But that proves nothing, does it?
I mean, these days,
how can you be sure of anything?

Mmm....

I appreciate
this is difficult for you.

He left a note. Not with me.

No, that just turned up at work.

No, he said nothing to me.
Just...left. Like that.

Would you have expected him
to have TYPED a note like this?

Well, he hadn't TYPED
that many suicide notes
in the last few years(!)

No, sorry, I meant...
there's no signature.

No.

See, I thought it was...

just shame.

That was the only possible
explanation I could think of.

I appreciate
this is difficult. Um...

Was your husband ever violent
towards you or anyone you knew?

Violent? Yes. Peter?

He was the gentlest man
you could ever hope to meet.

(Sorry!)

You can't imagine how...
how painful this is.

I'm so sorry.

Well, why has it all come up again?
I don't understand. Is...?

Is there a possibility that...

Peter's confession isn't genuine?

I'll let you know
if there are any developments.

'..She came in early,'

on her way to work. I couldn't
ask her to wait. No, you did
the right thing, don't worry.

I left a note for Grace. She
observed as soon as she came in.
Yeah? What do you think? Well,

no hard evidence, of course. No,
but what's your hunch? OK, well...

if Peter Murdoch had a paedophile
habit, his wife had no suspicions.
Suicide? If he had suicidal stress,

he certainly hid it from his wife.
I'll need a f... Full transcript.

Frankie. Hi.

I'm sorry about this. Detective
Superintendent Boyd - DS Jordan
from my unit - Dr Paul Blackstone.

Hi. Glad you're interested in our
project. I'm not sure you'll think
that when you know why we're here.

My God!

What do you think it means? Well...
it might mean a genetic connection

between the young man in the photo
and the Barnabas Boy.

Now, I presume
you carbon-dated the Barnabas Boy
before you reconstructed the face?

No, the facial reconstruction
was paid for by the publishers. But
that was just a gimmick, wasn't it?

Since you put it that way,
there was no ARCHAEOLOGICAL reason.
But did you carbon-date the bones?

We don't usually carbon-date bones.
It's expensive and time-consuming.
Like facial reconstruction(?)

As I said, that wasn't strictly
an archaeological procedure.
Frankie, I don't understand this.

Are you suggesting this is
a modern body? Can you, er,
show us where you found it?

This is the find-spot. Excuse me.
Do you think you could get everybody
to stop working for just...?

Yeah. ..Guys - a couple of minutes.

Sorry - so this is where
the skeleton was found?

Yes. The majority of this area
is a medieval graveyard. But the
Barnabas Boy was a marginal burial.

Um, sorry, I'm afraid you're going
to have to explain that to me. Um...

He was buried outside
the graveyard. If he was a pauper,
it would account for it.

A pauper buried within sight
of consecrated ground but not
within it? That was the hypothesis.

What kind of soil was the skeleton
found in? That's the peculiarity.

Over here, you have regular London
clay. That's the major dig site.

But this side of the wall
is an area of lime. At first, we
thought it was an old plague pit.

Lime will dissolve flesh quickly.
There's no point in investigating
here? There won't be anything left.

But I would like a look at what's
in their store. OK, well, they can
carry on. OK.. ..Thanks, guys.

Spence.
Yeah?

Find out what this building
was used for in 1986.
Sure.

You're saying that the Barnabas
Boy can't be a medieval skeleton
because of this photograph?!

Yes. That's what we're saying.

The boy in the photograph's
missing? Yes. Since when? A week.

We excavated that six months ago.
The reconstruction was done
from a cast? We made the cast,

the publishers took it from there,
yes. Unusual. There seems to be no
sign of dental repair. Not unusual

from OUR point of view.
There was no amalgam.

Look, you have to understand - we
expected to find a medieval body.

I have to get this back to the lab
before I can say anything. Can you
say anything about how old it is?

Between 15 and 18. No, I meant...
How long in the ground. We need to
know how decalcified the bones are.

If this "medieval" ground was limed,
why didn't the archaeologists
notice there was a lot of bone left?

Once you're down to a skeleton,
it can take a very long time
to get further. What, 500 years?

There's nothing that's inconsistent
with the archaeological evaluation,
which was contextual, after all.

The coroner was satisfied with what
he saw. We're not trying to blame
anyone. We just need to be clear.

Let me take this to the lab.
It needs a DNA check anyway.

Will there be any publicity
about any of this?

The Press will be all over the dig
site. One heck of a story. The book
is in shops all over the country.

When was the book published?
Six weeks ago.

No, we're not going to publicise
anything.

PHONE BUTTONS BLEEP

Mel, can you work out the dates
for the sessions that Tanner had
with the therapist...? Yeah.

I don't understand any of this.
Listen, it'll be OK.
I'm sorry at how it's turned out.

'Stands there looking down at him
for ages...'

DOOR CLOSES

Boyd... 'And then he does what he
always does...' A minute, please?

Listen to the language that Tanner
uses when he's talking about
his so-called recovered memories.

'..And he stands...
at the end of Terry's bed.

'Terry starts to cry.

'And he just...'

What about it?

Well...
VIDEO OFF

Poole thinks this is evidence
of dissociation -

Tanner shutting down his
consciousness in the face of trauma

and recovering his memories in the
third person. What do YOU think?

I think it always WAS
in the third person. Meaning?

Meaning...

I think he's talking about somebody
else. His twin? Almost certainly.

He witnessed the abuse of his twin?

Hmm...that's not possible to say.
He may have constructed the memory.

Ah.

So now we're back with constructing
memories? We ALL construct memories.

The death of a twin is
a terrible trauma. Twins so readily
project into each other.

So he's in a state of trauma.
I would say so. I think we can
look at the contents of his flat

as him living two lives.
Splitting himself down the middle
to keep his brother alive.

This supposed breakthrough.

Do you think it was triggered
by the publication of the book
with the picture on the front?

No, because he was
already in therapy then.

But if he'd seen the picture since,
it would have a powerful effect.

He's...got no records, he has enough
money to pay a private therapist -
and we don't know who he is.

I think the twins were in care, and
that's how they know Kevin Pearce.

OK! The DNA from hairs in Terry's
hairbrush and elsewhere in the flat

match the skeleton of the Barnabas
Boy. So I'm confirming that
the Tanners were identical twins.

Good, good.

He was found in the cellars
of a warehouse converted in 1970.

Converted to what?
A residence. Psychiatric care home.

Hmm! What was it called?
The Arjana Centre.
Dr Hugh Cullen, later Professor.

Grace?
..Let me know when you get a trace.

Grace? Gra-ace, speak to me.

Oh...could you give me
an hour or so?

CLOCK BELL STRIKES

KNOCK AT DOOR
Come in.

Grace...

What a surprise.

I need to talk to you
about something. Oh, yes?

Thanks.

Alan, I want you to trust me
on this.

Trust you?

With what?

Is Hugh Cullen still alive?

Hugh Cullen?

Yes, he's still alive.
Why do you want to know?
I want to know because...

Well, it's complicated, it's...
it's not easy. I see.

You're here because the police,
for some reason you haven't told
me, want to know. Yes.

Are you telling me there's trouble?
I need to speak to him.

Well, he's...kept himself to himself
for a very long time now.

What do you need to speak to him
about?

I need to speak to him about
allegations of sexual abuse.

Sexual abuse? Yes.

Grace, he's old.

He's unwell.
He's been through a lot. And y...

Sexual abuse?

That's why I thought it would
be better if you and I went
to talk to him. Better than what?

Just trust me, will you?

And I've called the guy from the
original investigation, Oliver...
Gill. Yeah, he'll come in tomorrow.

The Arjana Centre took kids in care
with severe mental problems.

Cullen's big thing was schizophrenia
as a misunderstood protest
against an irrational environment.

Kids had free rein? Self-expression
and no chemical straitjackets.

That's a long hour!
THAT'S A VERY LONG HOUR! Sorry.

I apologise. However, I do have
some information about Hugh Cullen.

He has a drink problem
which started after the psychiatric
establishment denounced his work

as liberal propaganda. What does he
do now? I don't know, but a friend's
trying to make contact. Excuse me?

Grace - a friend of yours...(!)
I just don't think
we should go rushing into this.

I'm not rushing into anything. Let
me clarify this. I am waiting for
a friend of YOURS to contact someone

who I want to interview? Yes.

I don't want him prepared!
He won't prepare him.

I didn't even know Hugh Cullen was
alive! Grace... The way it works,
Grace, is very, very simple.

I like to be consulted before
the event

rather than after the event(!)

Yes?

Yes.

Who is this friend of yours?
He's a psychiatrist.

I'm not going to apologise.

I'm a consultant, I'm not a gofer.
It's a question of trust.
It's got nothing to do with trust.

This "friend" as you put it. I...?!

As YOU put it. Well, actually, he's
a little more than just a friend.

We've been having disagreements
about the nature of my work.

Well, far be it from me
to pry into your personal...
Hugh Cullen is his mentor. Hmm.

I just thought if we went out
and brought Cullen in...

It would have done what, exactly?

I just think it would be in all
our interests if we got to Cullen

through someone
who could just ease the way.

OK.

OK. No, I-I understand. I do.

OK.

So - regarding Hugh Cullen.

It's a sensitive issue for Grace,
so we go through her from now on,

OK(?)

OK.

All right? Yes, thank you. OK.
DOOR CLOSES

CHATTER IN STREET

Do you ever see him?

What do you mean? Inside your head.

All the time. I seen him.

In your head or for real? For real.
You don't mean in your head?!

You mean you've seen him for real?

Where have you seen him?
On the street, looking for kids.

Then we can find him.

Yeah. Find him.
Maybe.

No, not maybe!
Oi! Oi - we can find him!

There's no point.
What d'you mean, no point? eh?!

Why did you come to round with
the picture? I see it. And I knew.
And I knew what it meant!

We're gonna do something about it,
all right? They dug him up.
THIS is where they dug him up!

I KNOW... Gun! Gun! Gun! ..where
they dug him up, OK? GUN-GUN-GUN!

GU-U-UN!

Stop it! Stop it...
HE WHIMPERS

DOG BARKS

No, no, no-o-o!
HE SOBS
I don't want to!

I don't want to,
please, please, please!

I don't want to do it.

All right. Stand still!

What we DO?
DOG GROWLS

TWO SHOTS

..Find him and kill him.