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Can I have a sweet?

You've got to wait
till we get there.

But I'm hungry.

Just go that way.

You keep changing it.

Go on. Just go that way

and then I'll give you a sweet.

Sam?

Sam?!

Hey, Sam.

You still want a sweet?

So, it sounds like
you had a bit of a shock.

That's why your mum called me,
okay?

Do you think you could tell me
what you saw?

They won't say.

Alright, it's okay.

Now, you know you're not
in any trouble. Alright?

It just sometimes helps to...
to talk about things. Hmm?

It was an angel.

She had wings.

Angels fly, you idiot.

Maybe she fell.

Maybe the angel was sleeping.

Can you remember
where you saw her?

Willow Hole. In the woods.

Can't you give them something?

Uh, yeah, you... you wanna...?

So, the best medicine is rest.

Keep their routines.

If you notice any changes
to their behaviour,

give me a call, day or night.

Erm, and we'll see how
they get on.

Counselling is something
we can look at, if you...

I'll let you try and convince
Gary of that.

Can we go out now?

Yeah, only in the garden.

- Come on.
- Okay.

Don't go any further.

Your dad's on his way home.

He'll only get 'em filthy again

the minute
he steps on the pitch.

But Gary...

It's all about appearances.

You know, we don't know
what they saw.

I think
it might be Sally Palmer.

What makes you say that?

I had a dream about her.

She was stood at the bus stop,
crying.

I... I asked her what was wrong,

but she wouldn't say.

I looked down the road,

and when I turned back,
she'd gone.

We have dreams for a reason.

- Miss Yates?
- That's me.

- Thanks for coming.
- I am DC Hodges.

Er, we need to talk to your boys
about what they saw.

It might be better
if you just spoke to us.

And you are?

Dr Hunter
from the village surgery.

We need them to show us
what they found.

No, er... no, they're not going
back to the woods.

I know where
they're talking about.

I'll take them.

Thank you.

You wanna follow me?

DC HODGES:
You got any kids of your own?

No.

They all get a bit silly
when they go back to school.

It's probably just
a deer carcass or something.

Right, this is it.

Path bears round to the left,
and that's Willow Hole.

- Aren't you coming with us?
- No.

Within four minutes of death,

the human body starts
to decompose.

The beginning
of a transformation

that continues long after
the heart has stopped.

As putrefaction causes
the body's own bacteria

to destroy itself,

nutrients are released,

becoming a feast for
a multitude of other organisms.

In this way, death,
far from being the end,

is in fact a new beginning.

The past not so much forgotten
as hidden,

as scattered patterns
and successions

that death imparts
now become essential clues

to understanding
the final moments of life.

Hello?

Sally?

It's David.

Sally?

It's David.

How long since
you last saw Miss Palmer?

Er...

Roughly will suffice.

A couple of weeks ago
there was a...

a barbecue at the Black Lamb,
a pub in the village.

And she was with you?

No. But we spoke.

And after not seeing her
since then,

you just decide to come here
today?

Yeah, no, I was nearby.

I-I just took your officers
to Farnham Woods.

Yeah, I know.

- Did you not try calling her?
- No.

What's your relationship?

Er... friends, I suppose.

Did she have any family?

No children, erm...

No family locally
that I know of.

Hmm.

Any other boyfriends?

I wasn't her boyfriend.

Honestly, I...

I don't know her that well.

Just well enough
to let yourself into her house.

Okay, well...

that will do for now.

How can I get hold of you?

Manham Village Surgery.

Okay.

Alright, thank you.

Sorry I'm late.

I'm not aware that it's a crime.

Yet.

Is it?

Janice, you're a wonder.

I may have to cancel
your sabbatical.

And by the way, David,
I took care of your 12:30.

Suspected appendicitis,

but I sent her off to A&E...
- Sorry.

- ...as a precaution.
- Thank you.

David, you look
as if you've seen a ghost.

Not me, erm...

Sam and-and Neil Yates

thought they'd found an angel

in Farnham Woods.

I, erm, I think it was
a dead body.

Oh, sweet Jesus.

Well, how are they, the boys?

Shocked.

Taking it in.

I'll check on them tomorrow.

My god.

Have they got any idea who?

Well...

Linda was worried
about Sally Palmer. I...

dropped in to her house.

Something's not-not right,
erm...

There was a smashed mug
on the floor, a...

half-written letter to Linda.

We'll see. I...

Awful. Not in Manham.

I'll, er, leave the notes
in your office.

I'll put that phone call in.

By the way, David,

if you are dropping in
on those boys again,

tread carefully.

I've known Linda and Gary
longer than you.

Gary's calmed down a bit,
but still.

I'm just doing my job.

All the same,
it's you I'm worried about.

I'll be fine.

I got your message.

Tomorrow 4pm for George Mason.

David.

You know where I am.

Thanks.

Nice.

I think this actually fits very
good to your picture, right?

Yeah, it's good.

Miss Jenny, Miss Jenny!

Neil?

Neil?

Neil, can you hear me?

Neil?

They've had
the bloody bitterns' eggs.

No.

The bastards cut through
three bloody fences.

I need you to hold the fort

and chase up those funding
applications, would you?

What are you gonna do?

Less you know about that,
the better.

The Wi-Fi's down again.
Will you take a look at that?

Dan, get that loaded up, eh?

Yeah.

You okay?

Yeah.

Hi.

Thank you for coming so quickly.

Of course.

So, this is Neil.

He fainted.

Hello again.

How you doing?

I'm fine. I'm okay.

Yeah?

Did something happen?

Was-was something said, or...?

Like I told Miss Krause,
I'm alright.

Good. Can I check your pulse?

Thank you.

So, how did Norwich
get on last week?

I'm Ipswich.

Oh, sorry. Ipswich.

They got turned over by QPR.

Neil's a top player.

- Yeah?
- Mm-hmm.

What position?

Thinking... striker?

Midfield.

It's the strikers
that get all the goals,

but midfield's
the most important position.

Right.

I think you're match fit,
young man.

You're gonna be alright.

Erm, are the parents on the way?

- His father.
- Okay.

Do you just wanna wait here
for a couple of minutes?

We're gonna have
a quick chat outside, okay?

Good lad.

We're keeping an extra eye out.

Good. And how's, er,
how's little Sam?

He's okay.

- Yeah.
- Yeah?

But this must be shocking
for everyone.

I'm a relative stranger
in Manham.

It's only my second term.

Where's Neil?

Er, he's in here.

They never should've
been in school today.

Come on, boy. We're off.

Sam, you alright?

Taking 'em fishing.

Okay.

Goodbye.

Actually a really good idea.

Yeah, fishing.

Is that medical advice
if the head asks?

Yeah. I don't see why not.

I was, erm... hoping for a word.

Okay.

- Come in.
- Thank you.

Nice place.

It's a lovely village, Manham.

Bit of a change from London.

Yeah, yeah.

So, I, erm, did a spot
of research after our chat.

You've got quite the CV,
Dr Hunter.

Very impressive.

Let's see.
Er, after your medical degree,

you switched to a PhD
in forensic anthropology,

followed by a stint

at the University of Tennessee
Body Farm.

Quite the high flyer.

"The Role of Entomology
in Time-Since-Death Analysis."

"The Chemistry
of Human Decomposition."

Yeah.

I wrote those.

And yet here you are out here,

pretending to be
a country doctor.

I can't help wonder
why you didn't mention it.

There's, erm...

lots of other forensic
anthropologists.

I can give you numbers.

Yes, but you're here now.

We checked phone records.

Sally Palmer didn't text

or make outgoing calls
since the barbecue.

Without confirmation, I'm stuck.

- DNA?
- A week to process.

- Fingerprints?
- No skin left.