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[Pleasant music]

[Car doors slam]

[Soft music]

[Footsteps thud]

Fintan macentee?

Detective superintendent Pullman.

Jack halford.

Interesting choice of venue.

Well I wanted to meet you two somewhere

there's no chance of bumping into any

of my fellow countrymen.

Here?

Believe you me, no self-respecting

irishman'd be seen dead in this place.

So I think I know what you want to talk to me about.

Barbara linden-Warner.

Kidnapped August '83 from the Mayfair hotel, London.

She was 18.

Yes, I know all this.

Yeah, we know you do, because three days later,

your organisation phoned the press

and claimed responsibility.

Former organisation.

The republican front disbanded

and decommissioned a long time ago.

Whatever.

And then last week you told a completely different story.

You read the interview, then.

When you were asked about Barbara's abduction,

you said you only got involved because of the publicity.

Because of the outrage it would cause.

And now you're deeply regret it.

And I do.

So how come it took 27 years and a

newspaper article for you to come forward?

Wouldn't have anything to do with you

running for the European parliament, would it?

You don't often find abduction and murder

in an mep's manifesto.

Most of meps didn't grow up in Belfast in the '70s.

Maybe you've heard about it.

It was a dark time, terrible things happened.

Oh yes.

Your troubled youth.

You know, you ought to write a book about it.

Oh!

- You did. - [Book thuds]

All right, listen.

I'm sorry I didn't come forward earlier,

but I'm sure you'd understand that someone

with my history might find it difficult to walk

into a London police station.

Anyway, it's all out in the open now.

I saw the light when I was sent to "the maze".

Not interested in your life story.

I just want to know whether what you said

in that interview was true.

Of course it was.

The republican front did not kidnap or kill that girl.

We simply saw an opportunity to raise our profile

by claiming responsibility,

and maybe give Barbara's father a few sleepless nights.

Sir Kenneth.

Managing director of linden-Warner industries.

One of the companies that supplied

the iuc with plastic bullets.

We'll be in touch, Mr. Macentee.

Have you read it?

Not really.

I don't like fiction.

- [Upbeat music] - ♪ it's all right, it's okay ♪

♪ doesn't really matter if you're old and grey ♪

♪ it's all right, I say, it's okay ♪

♪ listen to what I say ♪

♪ it's all right, doin' fine ♪

♪ doesn't really matter if the sun don't shine ♪

♪ it's all right, I say, it's okay ♪

♪ we gettin' to the end of the day ♪

Oh, he didn't do it?

That's what the former Irish terrorist told you, is it?

- Yes, Gerry. - Yeah?

What else he say?

He knows where shergar is?

You're not the only one with reservations, all right?

I should bloody well 'ope not!

Oh, just think of the girl's family,

nearly 30 years of not knowing

what actually happened to 'er.

And that's why we're taking the case.

Yeah, all right, all right.

Just don't expect me to be happy

about helping macentee's political campaign.

Oh, he's a man of peace now.

He just wants to teach the world to sing in perfect Harmony.

[Sandra] Cheers, Jack.

Well, he was never much of a terrorist in the first place.

Do what?

What, the republican front?

They were always minor league.

Basically a bunch of wannabe thugs.

Exhibit "a".

Seen that picture before, haven't I?

Yeah.

'Cause it was everywhere in the summer of '83.

You know, that pub riot in kilburn.

The Duke of Wellington.

Yeah, some shop windows got smashed and the pub was looted.

Oh, that's right, yeah.

Two young uniform lads steamed in there

'cause the paddies were all drinkin' after hours.

Well, fintan macentee was one of those arrested,

and hence captured for posterity.

Right.

Take a look at the case files.

Come on, get on with it.

This case is full of bad decisions.

Yeah, starting with the family

not getting in touch with the kidnap squad

until after they paid the ransom.

By the time the investigation started,

the trail had gone cold.

Which might be why the investigation

centred mostly around the Irish angle.

Yeah well they didn't have a lot to go on.

They should have explored every angle.

That was their job.

Oh, so it's the met's fault, is it?

I'm not saying that.

But I remember what it was like in '83.

Everyone was on high alert.

Terrorism makes people terrified,

and terrified people do not make good decisions.

[Sandra] What do you think?

Well, the girl was at a big posh do at the Mayfair hotel.

Her boyfriend said that between 8:30 and 9:00,

they had a bit of a row.

She stormed out and basically was never seen again.

The alarm was raised the following morning

when the boyfriend went round

to the house and she wasn't there.

And then this arrived.

"We have your daughter.

We will return her when Ireland is free once more.

Do not speak to police."

"When Ireland is free once more?"

I know.

In '83, there was definitely no sign of that happening.

If I'd have got this now,

I'd have thought she was dead.

Maybe.

But then this arrived 48 hours later.

"Ten thousand quid to the place on the map by midnight.

Then to fleet services, m3.

Call police, we kill her."

Someone obviously decided they needed the money.

Is it just me?

Yeah, I know.

They're, they're different.

The first one is much more formal.

Yeah, and it's properly punctuated, look.

They've even cut out full stops from the newspaper.

And they've used two different typefaces

on this ransom demand and a different type again

on the first note.

All right.

We're going to go back to the beginning

and investigate this as a kidnap.

Not an act of terrorism.

Oh, don't.

Linden-Warner industries have been threatened

by republican groups for years.

Not just them, Gerry.

They have a fairly contentious client list.

Nicaragua, Israel, South Africa.

All right, you and Gerry look at the hate mail

and see if there are any specific threats.

Okay.

But what about the specific threat in that?

All right, Gerry!

I haven't forgotten.

I'm just trying to review the evidence

with an open mind if it's okay with you.

Open minds?

Ha, yeah it's fine with me.

Not everyone's feeling the credit crunch, I see.

Well, you never see arms manufacturers on the bread line.

We can always afford a war.

Detective superintendent Pullman, ma'am.

Thank you.

Lady Elizabeth.

Thank you for agreeing to see us.

This is Jack halford.

How'd you do?

I've been expecting you ever since we read the article.

He was lying, wasn't he?

We're not sure, which is why we want

to reopen the investigation.

- [Emotional music] - Good.

That's good.

I mean, I know there's very little chance

you will find my daughter alive, but.

Of course.

Oh please sit down.

Thank you.

I just want to know where she is.

Where she's been all this time.

[Emotional music continues]

I'm sorry.

Please excuse me.

Michael, I need you to talk to these people.

I can't.

What the hell's going on?

I'm detective superintendent Pullman.

[Jack] Jack halford.

Is this about Barbara,

and what that idiot said in his interview?

You do know that he's running for election?

Yes, we're aware of that.

And well, do you not find it all rather convenient?

It'd crossed our minds, yes.

Well you can see how upset my mother is.

I just don't think there's anything to be gained

from dragging all this up.

If we can give your mother some answers.

But we all know what the final answer to all this will be.

My sister is dead.

We'd like to find out exactly what happened.

Don't you think that might help your mother?

Entirely depends on what you find out, doesn't it?

I'm sorry, I wonder if I could use your erm...

The, of course, it's across the hallway.

Thank you.

[Door creaks]

[Floorboards creak]

[Knocks on door]

[Lady Elizabeth chuckles]

This is the one job I insist on doing myself.

My wife always used to say,

"if you want a job doing properly, do it yourself."

[Lady Elizabeth chuckles]

This was taken the night Barbara went missing.

[Soft music]

Pretty girl.

'Twas a very special night for her.

That ball is the culmination of the season.

Barbara was a Deb that year.

Debutante?

Was she presented to the queen?

Oh, no.

All that had gone by then.

More to the pity.

Still, it was an honour to be part of things.

The young ladies debut season is a

wonderful opportunity to meet people.

Make friends.

Meet a young man.

If a gal couldn't find a good prospect for herself

during the season, there really was no hope for her.

Although Barbara had no problems in that department.

She was always going to be popular.

So she met Gregory Hampton that summer?

Yes, we were very happy.

He was from an excellent family.

And that's what it was all about.

Finding a suitable husband.

- I mean, all the white dresses. - [Michael chuckles]

I suppose you're halfway towards the wedding already.

It's more like a virgin sacrifice.

When did you realise that something was wrong?

[Michael sighs]

Well, Greg arrived here in the morning.

He thought she'd be at home.

Where did the family think she was?

Well, at the ball.

Those things were a marathon, not a sprint.

You stayed until they served breakfast.

Uh, Barbara had a car laid on for the morning.

She was supposed to come back with her friend Kate.

Kate Smythe?

Yes.

But Kate didn't even see her leave.

She assumed that she was with Greg and had gone home alone.

Do you know what the argument

was about between Barbara and Greg?

Greg didn't really remember, too drunk.

It was probably what kicked things off.

Had they argued before?

I don't think so.

I assume he had more sense.

What do you mean?

Well, if you upset Barbara, you upset my father,

and no one wanted to upset my father.

Oh, I see.

So, sir Kenneth and Barbara were quite close.

That's an understatement.

He thought the sun Rose and set with her.

[Soft music]

Which in many ways it did, she was intelligent and kind.

[Michael chuckles lightly]

It's funny.

She certainly didn't deserve what happened to her.

Why didn't you father call in the police?

He thought that if he did what he was told,

pay the ransom, then that would be that.

£10,000.

Didn't somebody question the amount?

Well should we have?

Well, yeah, your father was a very wealthy man.

Well, I guess we always assumed it wasn't about the money.

It was a political gesture.

But it was you who took the ransom money

to the drop-off point.

It was in the middle of epping forest.

It, it could have been a trap.

They may have wanted to abduct my father.

So, you know, I had to go.

Very brave of you.

No, dad had it worse.

He went to fleet and waited for Barbara to be released.

We waited and waited.

In fact, he never stopped waiting.

Every day it would start again.

Today, maybe, she would come back to him.

Went on like that for two years till it killed him.

She would've made a beautiful bride.

Don't you think?

[Soft music]

I think the low ransom suggested

it was an attack on the family.

Not their wallets.

-Yeah, well it's- -oi!

Don't even think about it.

Don't start with me.

Permit parking round here, there's plenty of signs.

Yeah, but I'm on a police investigation.

All right?

Sandra.

Oh my god.

It is you.

Excuse me?

Well, I know it's been awhile, but Tracy.

Tracy Smith.

From school.

Tracy.

Yeah, how're you doing?

Oh, well I'm not detective superintendent or anything.

Haven't you done well for yourself?

Yeah, done okay.

Expect you'll be coming then, to show off.

Coming where?

School reunion, this week.

Now you are gonna be there, aren't you Sandra?

I don't know, i'm, uh, very busy.

Oh, don't say that, 'cause there's loads of people

looking forward to seeing you.

Miss harrington's coming.

Miss harrington?

Yeah, you got on well with her, didn't you?

Must be ages since you saw her.

Uh, I dunno.

Like I said, busy week.

See what I can do.

Great.

See you there.

Yours, I think.

Right, we need to establish a timeline

of what happened before the linden-warners

called in the police.

Now we know that Barbara and Greg

argued around 8:30, 9:00 pm,

and then Greg raised the alarm at 9:00 the next morning.

Then the first letter arrived.

In the second post, about midday.

Second post, bloody 'ell those were the days.

Ooh, get this.

The royal mail estimates it was posted

the night of the kidnap.

It was collected from the postbox about midnight.

Where was it posted?

Uh, central London.

Soho postmark.

Cor, 12 hours from postbox to front door.

Fantastic.

Yeah, yeah.

All hail the royal mail.

Thank you.

Next question.

How did the abductors know where Barbara would be?

She was a debutante.

It was a debutante's ball.

Yeah, but she left early so they had to be watching 'er.

Are you thinking inside job?

Someone who knew the family, knew their movements?

No, it's a thought.

We should take a look at who was working

for the linden-warners at the time.

Domestic staff, people in the office.

Who had access to their personal schedules.

Was there anyone new in the house.

Anyone with an axe to grind.

And did anybody hand in their resignation

after everything had died down.

That won't take long.

Yeah, should narrow it down to about 10,000.

Okay.

The next day, the ransom demand arrives.

With a postmark, mount pleasant.

So they'd be still in London.

Yeah, well they had to hang around for the money.

Michael linden-Warner delivered that to epping forest

at midnight as requested,

but they still didn't return Barbara,

so finally the linden-warners called in the police.

Have I missed anything?

Yeah.

Yeah, this mob, the republican front.

They phoned the evening standard that night

and said they had Barbara.

Okay.

What about the ransom amount?

Don't you that you think that 10 grand

is a little low for a professional job?

You think that's what it was?

Well it had to be.

With an insider.

All the forward planning with the letters,

the fact that they snatched Barbara in central London

without any witnesses, no one ever finding the body...

And if it wasn't an inside job,

that would involve watching the family.

Working out their movements.

That's a lot of work for a small payout.

Exactly what I'm thinking.

[Gerry] What do you do, Mr. Hampton?

I am a journalist.

I work from home.

Let me move these, and you can take a seat.

We're all waiting to go to the recycling centre later.

Thank you.

I do wish all the broadsheets'd give in and go tabloid.

It would save my back.

Uh, sorry.

I'm going on.

It's just, I'm not sure what I can tell you about Barbara.

Let's start with what you're quarrelled about that night.

Well, I was quite drunk.

Not so drunk that you didn't remember to go around

and apologise to her the next morning.

Unless you're saying that you couldn't remember

what you were apologising for.

So you'd had a couple of drinks,

but what else happened before the argument?

Was there any dancing or anything?

No, not with my two left feet.

Okay, whereabouts in the hotel

were you when the row kicked off?

We were in one of the hotel rooms.

[Greg sighs]

It was supposed to be romantic.

It was the last ball of the summer.

I'd ordered a bottle of champagne,

and maybe drunk a little too much of it.

It was Dutch courage.

To do what?

To propose.

I had the ring, I went down on one knee

and popped the question.

And what was the answer?

A resounding no.

That's what the argument was about.

She was supposed to say yes,

drink the champagne and...

Make use of the room.

That's how I imagined it going, yes.

So you must have felt very frustrated

when it all went wrong.

[Greg sighs]

And I know what you're thinking.

And I know how it sounds.

That's why I didn't come clean at the time.

But I never, I mean, we just had an argument.

That's all, it didn't get physical.

Did she give you any reason for saying no?

That's what made me so angry, she wouldn't say.

I honestly thought it was what she wanted.

What happened next?

She left.

I stayed in the room and drank the rest

of the champagne and passed out on the bed.

The next morning I woke up with a hangover

and a desperate need to speak to her,

so I went straight round to the house.

You know the rest.

There are no witnesses to all this, I assume.

Well, no.

I appreciate I should have said something at the time,

but sir Kenneth was upset enough

without me giving him the details

of my plans to deflower his daughter.

Hey, you're back.

Yes.

Hi, I'm Amy.

Greg's wife.

They're from the police.

They're looking into the linden-Warner kidnap again.

Oh, god.

Barbara.

Wow.

That's a blast from the past.

You knew her?

Oh, we were debs together that year.

[Sandra] Were you close?

You know how you are at that age?

Friends with everyone you meet.

Did Barbara know about you two?

- Oh, no. - No, not then.

It was at least a year after Barbara went missing

before we even saw each other again.

We bumped into each other

at one of the post-season weddings.

And you were not that interested, even then.

She took some wooing, this one.

I wore down her resistance.

You mean you cheated.

How'd you mean, cheated?

Oh, well there were so many weddings that summer,

but I seem to be placed next to Greg at every single one.

Was only later that I found out he'd been phoning the brides

and asking them to alter the seating plans.

[Amy chuckles]

Nobody on the staff would've been involved.

You can't be absolutely sure of that.

You'd had threats.

And we had security in place.

Everybody did back then.

What sort of security?

Oh just the usual things.

Being vigilant.

Packages coming into the building were checked.

Any cars parked near the building.

And anyone who worked here or at the house

was subject to a security check.

But your sister was still abducted.

Oh, we didn't have personal security.

Bodyguards or anything like that.

Dad wanted us to have as normal a life as possible.

[Object clatters]

He thought that if we let those people have an impact,

change things too much, then they'd have won.

Still apart from your parents,

who else would have known about

Barbara's comings and goings?

- [Michael sighs] - Our driver Keith.

He didn't have a schedule as such,

but he was just told where to go as and when he was needed.

Usually miss Jones would coordinate that.

Miss Jones?

Dad's secretary.

She kept the diaries, opened the mail.

It would be good to speak to her.

She retired 25 years ago.

I shouldn't think she still has

all her chairs under the table.

That is if she's still with us.

I don't think we even have an up-to-date address for her.

And you came to work with your father after the kidnap.

Well, he'd lost all interest in the business.

The company wasn't in serious trouble,

but it was on the edge.

The bad publicity had knocked the share price,

so I stepped in to protect him and the company

from any sharks that might've been circling.

And when he died, you took over as managing director.

Yes, it's what he would have wanted.

So is that how you become head

of an international arms manufacturer?

I mean, it's that easy?

It's not quite that simple.

Well, do you need any qualifications?

No.

Well it's a hell of a career trajectory then, isn't it?

[Brian chuckles]

Two years to become managing director.

I worked very hard for it.

It's not an easy life.

I'm not suggesting otherwise.

[Soft music]

Vicky will show you out.

[Jack] Thank you.

I'm going to make that conference call now.

No interruptions, please.

No problem, Michael.

Well, if you gentlemen are ready,

I'll take you downstairs.

Oh, erm, if you could just give us that address?

I'm sorry?

Oh, 'e forgot to mention it, didn't 'e?

Oh, you see Mr. Linden-Warner was going to

give us an address for miss Jones.

Erm, used to be his father's secretary.

First name?

He didn't say.

I can't disturb him.

Why don't I ask him later and email it to you?

Christmas card list, he said it will be on that.

[Jack] That's right.

You wouldn't have a quick search for us, would you?

[Vicky clears her throat]

[Birds chirp]

[Knocks on door]

Yes?

Miss Jones?

Can I help you?

How long did you work for linden-Warner industries?

22 years and four months.

My last duties were organising sir Kenneth's funeral.

And then you retired.

I decided it was time to leave.

Michael says you knew everything that was going on,

in the company and with the family.

And he's right.

I was secretary to the md, which was my job.

To keep a close eye on every aspect of his work.

To anticipate his needs.

Quite a job description.

So there was a lot of responsibility?

Which I took very seriously.

Sir Kenneth knew he could trust me implicitly.

In all the time I worked there, I only took three days off,

and that was when my mother died.

I gave my all.

And what did you get back in return?

I don't understand the question.

Well, don't they say secretaries are

neither well-paid or well-treated?

Sir Kenneth treated me with nothing but respect.

And as for the money, I would have been

happy to work for him for half my salary.

Did you know anything about the threats

that had been made against the company?

I opened most of them.

Badly spelled, full of foul language.

When the threats became more specific,

it was me who called in the police.

When you say specific, were there

any threats made against the children?

No, no, no.

No, no, it was always sir Kenneth.

Hardly affected Barbara and Michael.

They led perfectly normal lives.

Hmm.

Normal for children of a multimillionaire.

They weren't spoiled.

Barbara was a lovely girl.

And Michael?

Michael was Michael.

What does that mean?

Nothing.

I hear he's doing very well these days.

What do you think she was implying?

Well Michael linden-Warner wouldn't be the first

little rich boy to get himself into trouble.

Which explains why we're so reluctant

for us to speak with miss Jones.

Thank you.

She's no dodderer, that's for sure.

- Mind like a steel trap. - [Gerry sniggers]

Well see if he's got a record.

But other than that, security threats were just

part of the linden-Warner way of life.

They're still not popular as a company.

They had their windows put in during the g20 protests.

They were taken to court by a family.

One of their drivers was killed delivering a shipment

to liverpool docks back in 1984.

[Gerry] By terrorists?

Well, it was a robbery, but you have to ask,

who nicks a lorry-load of guns and grenades?

So we're looking for a multitude of suspects then?

No, I wouldn't think so.

Peace campaigners don't usually resort

to kidnap and murder.

It doesn't quite fit the image.

No.

But we know whose image it does fit.

Yes, Gerry.

But like I said, open mind.

[Knocks on door]

Brian's found some information I think we should chase up.

It seems Michael linden-Warner was a bit of a wild child.

He's got some previous.

What for?

Oh, nothing very original.

Possession, drunk and disorderly.

But there's one highlight, an affray.

He was in the Wellington pub riot.

Well, well, wow.

Oh, by the way, are you going?

Going where?

That reunion.

Oh, I don't know.

I hadn't thought about it.

I wasn't part of the riot,

I just happened to be in the pub when it happened.

One minute I'm having a drink,

the next I'm in the back of a police Van.

You'd just gone there for a drink?

Yes.

Kilburn doesn't strike me

as being your natural stamping ground.

Why, do you think I should have been

on Sloane square in Kensington?

That's not all that big an assumption.

You'd only just turned 20.

People of that age usually hung about

with people they were at school with.

Well maybe I preferred a different crowd at that time.

The kilburn riot wasn't the first time

you'd been in a cell for a public order offence.

What was going on?

What do you think?

Youthful rebellion.

I wasn't the first 20 year old to have a lost summer.

And who are you rebelling against?

Your father?

I suppose.

How did he react to your criminal career?

He was unhappy about it.

Unhappy enough to throw you out of the house,

'cause when you were arrested,

you gave your address as a squat in Camden.

Not Holland park.

[Michael chuckles lightly]

Things came to a head, I moved out.

Dad cut me off financially until I came to my senses.

So how did you hear about the kidnap?

Miss Jones.

She came to find me, and I came straight back home.

I knew my parents would need me.

Of course.

Just put everything in perspective.

Yes, I was a screw up, but I was there when it mattered.

[Footsteps thud]

Not enough to bring him in.

You can't really blame him for wanting to

rebel against his parents.

Wasn't exactly the family favourite.

Not while Barbara still drew breath.

Oh, okay.

No, no, no, we're just leaving.

Yeah, fine.

See you in the morning, good night.

[Phone clatters]

Well?

She'll brief us tomorrow.

I'd better be off home then.

Doing anything special tonight?

Yeah, hiding.

It's Esther's turn to have her

"stitch and bitch" group at our house.

Stitch and what?

Yeah, they all sit round and knit and gossip.

So you wouldn't be averse to a night out, then.

Where are we going?

Oh, Gerry.

You do know how to spoil a girl.

[Gerry chuckles lightly]

I can't imagine why you're still single.

[Audience applauds]

Our slogan, "bringing communities together",

is our watchword for the future.

[Audience applauds]

Now, some people will tell you that

we should forget the past.

- Yeah, people like 'im. - [Brian shushes]

[Fintan] Pretend it never happened.

But those who don't learn from their history

are doomed to repeat it.

That's original.

Except it won't be us

- that has to repeat it. - Look, Gerry.

-If I've got to be here, -[Fintan continues speech]

At least let me listen to what he's saying.

But it's not too late for the next generation.

If I have anything to do with it,

they'll have better role models than I had.

Better teachers, better fathers,

not men who are corrupted by injustice and violence.

I know it's too late for me.

I am one of those men, because of

what I have seen and what I have done.

But that does not mean that I can't work

toward that better future.

And I promise you, all of you, that I will.

[Audience applauds]

[Coins jingle]

[Group chatters]

Come on, let's go.

No, don't it piss you off, blokes like that,

going on like they're heroes?

But that's not what he was saying.

In fact, I think he was saying quite the opposite.

Well it's not what I heard.

That's because you couldn't quite

hear him over your preconceptions.

Yeah but that's the problem in't it?

'E could be preaching the gospel,

but it wouldn't mean anything

'cause I know what he's done in the past.

I mean how can you give money to a man like that?

You'd be surprised.

I've got friends with deep pockets all over this city.

Yeah but you're not even standing for election in London.

There are irishmen scattered across the globe,

but they never forget home.

Anyway, don't worry.

I never expect any support from the boys in blue.

How did you know?

I've spent enough time in the company

of the police to know one when I see one.

Checking up on me, were you boys?

Whatever you want to know, just ask.

Okay.

How well do you know Michael linden-Warner?

I don't.

Well, I know of him.

So you're saying you've never met him?

Not even in kilburn, for instance?

As I said, I don't know the man

anyway, thanks for coming.

Perhaps you'd like to take a leaflet with you.

[Gerry tuts]

-You know what you can do- -come on, Gerry.

Esther's lot should be packing away their needles by now.

Home, James.

Here, how'd you find out who's been

making donations to a politician?

Well, anything over five grand has to be

registered with the electoral commission.

Really?

In that case, I think I'm going back

to the office for a bit.

Well, how long are you going to be there?

I don't know.

Well, you'll drop me home first, won't you?

Oh, leave off.

You live in the opposite direction.

Look, there's a tube station down the road.

I don't do tubes.

Or get a bus.

Number 29.

[Soft music]

'Scuse me.

Good evening.

[Soft music continues]

[Cars rumble]

[Soft music continues]

[Newspaper rustles]

[Bus brakes hiss]

[Brian sighs]

[Footsteps thud]

[Door creaks]

Morning.

I told you.

I knew that slimy sod hadn't reformed.

Why do I feel like I've just walked in

halfway through a conversation?

- [Gerry chuckles] - Last night, Brian and I

went to see fintan make one of his little speeches.

Why?

For the record, I was duped into going.

And coming home by public flamin' transport.

I wanted to see if I could find anything

that linked him with Michael.

And did you?

Last month, fintan's campaign

received a check for £20,000

from one Michael linden-Warner.

And that's not all.

I checked Michael's address in Camden

with fintan's known addresses at the time of the kidnap.

You are kidding me.

No, they were squat mates in Camden.

Good.

We're getting there.

Well, maybe I can put us over the top.

That second note.

I thought I recognised the typeface.

There you go.

The Camden gazette.

Well, well, well.

[Michael] We met in a pub in kilburn.

[Sandra] That would be the Duke of Wellington.

[Michael] Yes.

I was there to buy dope.

Fintan came around making a collection.

For the boys.

Yes, I thought it was hilarious.

Kenneth linden-Warner's son being asked to

make a contribution to the people

that wanted to see him dead.

I gave him 50 quid.

It was my first mistake.

Why was that?

It marked me out as a rich kid.

Soon I was fintan's new best friend.

It must have come as a bit of a blow to him,

when your dad stopped bankrolling you.

Didn't go down very well.

Was that when you came up with a plan to kidnap Barbara?

No.

No, I didn't know she was missing till miss Jones turned up.

And how did you feel when she did?

Upset.

I was frightened for my sister.

But it gave you a chance to get back in with your family.

The big returning hero.

What was the plan?

Get fintan to release her as soon as

you got your feet back under the table?

- No. - Something went wrong,

didn't it?

What happened?

Did fintan kill her?

No, I'm telling you I didn't take her.

It was nothing to do with me.

What about macentee?

When you heard what the note said about a "free Ireland",

didn't you think your new best mate might just be involved?

[Michael sighs]

He promised me he had nothing to do with the kidnap,

but he said he might be able to find out who did

if he asked around his contacts.

And?

He told me he spoke to somebody high up

in the republican front.

Another terrorist cell had Barbara,

but they, they didn't want to hurt her.

They, they just wanted to give my dad a scare.

And you believed him?

I was young.

I was naive.

One thing fintan can do is tell a good story.

He's made a career out of it.

But that's all it was in the end.

It was nothing but talk.

But I erm, I didn't realise until it was too late.

Until fintan had talked me into his big idea.

Which was?

He told me the other cell had no intention

of asking for a ransom.

He thought it was a missed opportunity.

A time, chance to make money out of my father.

Teach them a lesson for cutting me off.

Well, it was all for that.

So you and he wrote the second note.

I told him how much money dad had at home in the safe,

how much he could get a short notice

without going to the bank and alerting anyone.

[Soft music]

And then I went home and played the prodigal son.

Then you selflessly volunteered to make the money drop.

Where did you really take the cash?

Straight to the Duke of Wellington.

What was supposed to happen next?

They were...

[Michael clears his throat]

They were supposed to let Barbara go.

Fintan said it was all arranged.

But, when.

[Michael sighs]

When dad came home empty-handed, erm,

suddenly I couldn't get hold of fintan.

Wasn't at the squat, or at the pub,

and my parents were falling apart.

By that time, the police were involved and the press

and eventually the penny dropped.

I realised I had been used.

But then the republican front claimed responsibility.

I've told you, the rf didn't really exist.

Fintan had no more idea about where Barbara was than I did.

He was just using Barbara to make his name.

I couldn't tell anyone.

No, not without implicating yourself.

I didn't know anything.

Not about a kidnap.

I had no idea who'd really taken Barbara.

And by that time you were back in the fold,

daddy's brave boy.

What about fintan?

It was all his birthdays come at once.

I could never say no to him again.

He knew too much about me.

What, he was blackmailing you?

No, he was never as blunt, but yeah.

Over the years it'd turn up every now and again,

this sweaty handout.

You could've said no.

I did.

Six weeks ago.

Next thing I knew, he was talking

about Barbara in an interview.

You know the rest.

Any contribution that Michael linden-Warner,

or any other donor for that matter,

makes to my campaign is entirely voluntary.

And without obligation on my part.

It's all registered in the electoral commission.

And you're very welcome to have my accounts at your leisure.

Nothing, not a flicker.

He knows we've got nothing to take to the cps

except Michael's word against his.

And a lot of circumstantial evidence.

Nothing concrete.

And if we're to believe Michael's version,

then we still don't know who actually took Barbara.

So where does that leave us?

Back to square one?

Well, it would explain why

the two notes were so different.

They were from two different people.

And I've identified the typefaces.

Fintan and Michael's were cobbled together

in a squat from the Camden gazette and the nme.

And the other?

Daily telegraph.

Well, I can't see that being regular reading in a squat.

If we are looking at two different crimes,

thinking about the kidnap, there was no,

no ransom demand, no claim of responsibility

from whoever wrote the first note.

And I'm assuming that they are

the ones who actually took her.

Unless she was already dead.

Maybe we're looking at this the wrong way round.

Not a kidnap, leading to a murder,

but a murder leading to a kidnap.

And the Irish connection was just to distract people.

Yeah, what was that you said about terrified people?

Terrified people usually make bad decisions.

So while everyone's rushing about

doing their best headless chicken act,

someone else is actually getting away with murder.

And when Michael and fintan interfered,

they were home free.

Yeah, what do we think?

Well, answers all my questions.

Raises a few more.

Why would anyone want to kill an 18-year-old,

who everyone thought was sweetness and light?

What about the bloke who she'd knocked back?

I mean, Greg admitted that he was alone with her.

Opportunity.

Well, he was a bit pissed.

Which would dull the senses and quicken the temper.

And she totally rejected him.

Motive.

Okay, let's forget for a moment that this happened

in a flashy hotel room and they were drinking champagne.

It is potentially a case of domestic violence,

because if this had happened in a,

in a council flat and they were knocking back cider,

we'd be looking for a history of domestic abuse.

Well, 'as he lashed out at any women before?

No, nothing on record.

No, but he doesn't take no for an answer,

does he, where women are concerned.

Look at the wife.

I mean, he stalked her from wedding to wedding.

Did seem a bit obsessive.

We should have a word with that friend.

What, what's her name?

The one she was supposed to go home with that night.

Kate Smythe.

Yeah.

And you go back and talk to lady Elizabeth

and see if she noticed anything.

Right.

[Car hums]

[Horse neighs]

[Birds chirp]

- [Car doors slam] - Can I help you?

[Gravel crunches]

Though I think you should know

that we don't do lessons, or rides for tourists.

We're not that kind of stables.

We're not here for the horses.

Kate Smythe?

[Birds chirp]

Barbara and I were friends from school.

[Horses whinny]

She really was a lovely thing.

[Door slams]

She took to all the balls and what have you

far better than I did.

But she never left me in a corner.

She always made sure I was okay.

Introduced me to people.

I must've been a total pain in the arse.

So did you think when she didn't

come home with you that night as planned?

Well, it was certainly odd.

But I'd seen her earlier with Greg,

so I just assumed that he'd finally got his way.

His wicked way, you mean?

Well, yes.

These functions, the girls were looking for future husbands.

The boys were looking to get their legs over the girls.

Of course, some of the girls were more than happy to oblige.

What about Barbara?

She wasn't one of them.

Did this cause arguments with Greg?

Oh, endless arguments.

The hours that Amy and I

spent in the loos talking it to death.

- Amy coultard? - Mm.

Amy Hampton, these days.

That was a turn-up for the books.

Amy and Greg.

Was it?

Well, Amy was always dead set against Greg.

Never a good word for him while he was with Barbara.

Two years later, they're married.

But they weren't interested in each other that summer.

Nope, like I say, never a good word.

What was Amy's problem with Greg?

Your guess is as good as mine.

But in the end she made it pretty clear

that it was either her or Greg.

Barbara couldn't be friends with both of them.

Barbara chose Greg.

How did Amy react?

She caused a scene.

It was at a party that the linden-warners had thrown.

Everything was going fine.

But then there were raised voices and Amy

storming down the stairs, out into the night.

Next down was Barbara.

It was quite obvious that they'd had it out.

And how were they with each other after that?

Well, Amy kept her distance.

Even in that awful time after Barbara went missing.

The rest of us waited and hoped.

Prayed.

Amy coulthard went to Switzerland.

To a finishing school, for god's sake.

Finishing school, I thought they went out with the ark.

Rather.

Even in the '80s they were considered archaic.

Still, she only lasted a fortnight.

Well, how long should she have been there then?

Oh, it takes a year to properly finish off a young lady.

There's a whole term on Pearl necklaces, from what I hear.

Gregory?

He was always an utter gentlemen.

I'm not quite sure what you're saying.

Well, it's just a line of inquiry at this point.

But if there was any change in Barbara that summer?

What sort of change?

Well did she become withdrawn?

Nervous, evasive?

Mr. Halford, she was a teenage girl.

She could be all of those things

and then an hour later she could be walking on air.

So there was nothing to cause you any concern?

No, the opposite.

That summer, my daughter absolutely blossomed.

She'd always been sweet-natured,

but over the last couple of months before.

She was so happy, she glowed.

And was Gregory the reason for that?

What else could it have been?

She was in love.

Then why did she turn down his proposal?

Greg had proposed to her?

And she said no.

Well, that's what they argued about, lady Elizabeth.

That can't possibly be right.

I told you, Greg is a gentleman.

He wouldn't have dreamt of proposing

before speaking to me or sir Kenneth.

He asked our permission.

So you knew that he'd proposed?

No.

I assumed he hadn't had the opportunity.

They'd argued before he could pop the question.

I thought she'd sabotaged him.

[Emotional music]

I think you're going to have to explain that.

That night, I told her to expect his proposal.

She panicked.

It was too soon, she wasn't sure.

I had to speak to her in quite strong terms.

You argued with her.

She just wouldn't listen to me.

I told her how lucky she was Greg had chosen her.

She said she didn't care, she didn't choose him.

Did she say why?

No, she was being ridiculous.

Didn't even have a reason.

At least, not one she could tell me.

Did you feel she was holding something back from you?

I asked her what was wrong with him.

She refused to say.

You don't think Greg was involved?

Is that what this is all about?

There are several lines of inquiry.

I sent her to him.

I shouted at her.

My last words to her before...

I told her not to come home without his ring on her finger.

- [Lady Elizabeth cries softly] - [Emotional music continues]

Back again.

How can we help this time?

We're here to speak to your husband.

Yeah, we wanna talk to you about

the night Barbara went missing.

Now, would you rather do that on your own?

Whatever you have to say,

you can say in front of my wife.

Okay.

So how did you feel when she turned your proposal down?

Well, how do you think?

Rejected, hurt, angry.

Of course, you'd done all that hard work.

Well, I'd booked a room and ordered a bottle of champagne.

Now I meant with her parents.

You'd got the go ahead.

Their blessing.

I suppose.

Well, it's a done deal, wasn't it?

Apparently not.

All she had to do was say yes.

One little word and it was all systems go.

What are you saying?

I'm saying you didn't want to hear her say no.

So you decided not to listen.

What?

You decided you wanted to get what you'd been promised.

What you thought was rightfully yours.

[Greg] No.

Look, you wouldn't be the first bloke in the world

who'd had a rush of blood to

somewhere that wasn't his brain.

I can't believe you're actually saying this.

I never, why would you think that I had anything to-

[Gerry] Greg, you were the last person who saw her alive.

Didn't you say that you hardly knew Barbara?

I, I didn't.

Not really.

Then you had a lot of nerve asking her

to choose between you and Greg.

What?

Oh, that's what the row at Barbara's house was all about.

And it got pretty heated from what I hear.

And then a couple of weeks later,

Barbara goes missing and you're off to finishing school.

That had been planned for a long time.

I'm sure it had.

But you never got there, did you?

I phoned them and asked.

You never even enrolled.

Amy?

[Sandra] So where did you go

and what happened to Barbara?

Nothing.

But she's probably still alive.

Greg didn't kill her.

[Emotional music]

I ran away with her.

But you weren't on speaking terms at that point.

You'd had the big argument.

It wasn't an argument.

There were raised voices.

Not from us.

From miss Jones.

She walked in on us.

That's why you wanted her to break up with Greg.

Because she wasn't in love with him.

No.

She was in love with me.

I was in love with her.

Oh my god.

You need to understand Greg.

I'd never felt like that about anyone before.

I loved her.

We just wanted to be together.

So why weren't you?

Because our families would have been so disappointed.

So let down.

Barbara's parents and mine,

they expected so much from us.

They, they gave us so much.

We couldn't hurt them.

But you did.

Where did you and Barbara go?

Paris.

[Emotional music continues]

The first week was fine.

More than fine.

We had a beautiful flat.

We spent all our time together.

So what went wrong?

I didn't want the adventure to end.

But then Barbara started talking about

us getting jobs and settling down.

I knew that wasn't what I wanted.

So what did you want?

[Amy sighs]

This.

A home.

A husband.

Children.

Please.

It's true, Greg.

You gave me everything, I do love you.

[Sandra] So what did you do?

[Emotional music continues]

I wrote Barbara a note,

and got the plane home.

And pretended nothing had happened.

When I came back, there was the whole ransom thing

and police, what was I supposed to have done?

Told the truth.

Told the linden-warners that their daughter was still alive.

Where is she now?

I don't know.

Nice work.

Cheers.

We've put a call into the French police.

They're going to check the records

- for a Barbara linden-Warner. - [Sandra] Thank you.

Can you imagine how lady Elizabeth's

going to react when she finds she's alive.

I'm wondering if there's a paper trail we could get onto.

'Cause I mean, they had a flat

ready for them in Paris, didn't they?

How does an 18-year-old organise that?

She doesn't.

Not on her own.

I walked in on them kissing,

and it wasn't a friendly kiss.

I was so angry with them.

Why angry?

Barbara had been given everything

and she was just going to throw it away.

She was in love, wasn't she?

She was a silly girl with no idea

what she was doing to herself, to her family.

I don't quite understand.

No, and that's the problem.

Nobody would have understood.

They would have judged her.

They would have made assumptions about her.

She needed to understand what she was choosing for herself.

I wouldn't have thought that falling for Amy was a choice.

No, but she could have chosen to stay away from her.

You make it sound very simple.

Well, I'm not saying it wouldn't have been hard.

Probably the hardest thing she ever had to do.

But she could have tried.

Those sorts of desires, well sometimes

you just have to ignore them and get on with things.

Is that what you told Barbara?

Yes.

And apparently she didn't listen,

because I found her in my office

going through my files looking for her passport.

I had control of all the family documents.

Birth certificates, marriage, everything.

She told me she was going to go away.

And she wanted me to pretend

I didn't know what she was going to do.

I couldn't do that.

Did you tell anyone?

No.

No, I helped her.

Whatever I thought of her choices,

my duty was to her father.

He would've wanted her safe.

I booked her onto a ferry,

I organised her accommodation,

and I arranged for Amy to follow her.

And the kidnap letter, the first one.

That was Barbara's idea.

She knew the Irish thing would put everyone off the scent.

She was a clever girl.

And what about when Amy came back?

It was all over between them.

I wrote to Barbara and told her to come home,

but she was too ashamed face her father.

And then when he was seriously ill,

I knew she wouldn't be able to stay away,

so I wrote to her again.

But she still didn't...

[Miss Jones sighs]

She was on her way to the airport.

The taxi she was in was involved in a collision.

She died on her way to the hospital.

The thing is, she wouldn't have made it anyway.

That was the night sir Kenneth died too.

So what happened to her?

I was registered as her next-of-kin.

I had her birth certificate.

I had her cremated, and I brought her home.

[Emotional music]

Even then, when she was dead.

Didn't you think you ought to tell someone?

Tell her family?

After all they'd been through,

you think that would have helped?

I think you're making excuses, miss Jones.

You're not protecting them, you're protecting yourself.

Absolutely not!

I gave everything to that family, that firm.

The things I denied myself.

The same things you couldn't deny Amy and Barbara.

You didn't tell the truth because

there would have been a lot of questions.

Maybe some questions you've avoided all your life.

- Well, we found her. - [Box thuds]

[Sandra] That's about all we did.

Actually, I think we might have a couple

of collars for the merseyside police.

Scousers?

What have they got to do with it?

You remember that robbery at the liverpool docks?

Assorted small weapons being shipped

by linden-Warner industries, October '85.

Where the driver ended up dead?

Yeah.

Well, in his book, fintan talks about

how he proved himself to the republican bad boys

by getting hold of weapons.

He gave them guns, and then he was in.

And that was in '85.

Yeah, I reckon it was an inside job.

According to the liverpool boys,

the gang knew exactly which container

they wanted out of hundreds on the dock.

Michael must've set it up for him.

Sounds plausible.

Yeah, but even if Michael coughs,

it's just his word against fintan's again.

- Yeah. - Not quiet.

Fintan also talks in the book about how he went to prison.

He robbed a taxi driver in Belfast at gunpoint.

So I got onto the police over there.

You have been busy.

Well, they recovered the weapon from a bin near the scene.

It had macentee's fingerprints all over it,

and that's what sent him to "the maze".

Turns out that the serial number of the gun

matched the guns missing from the shipment.

My mother?

Someone's with her.

[Footsteps thud]

Hasn't got much to say for himself

at the moment, 'as he?

Here.

It's not bad actually.

[Gerry chuckles]

I might enjoy it.

Now I know it's got a happy ending.

[Gerry chuckles]

[Emotional music]

[Housekeeper] Mr. Halford, ma'am.

[Emotional music continues]

Lady Elizabeth?

Is that?

Yes.

I'm so sorry.

Why couldn't she just have talked to me?

Why could neither of my children have come to me,

am I really such a terrible mother, Mr. Halford?

Did I deserve to lose both of them?

Nobody deserves that, lady Elizabeth.

Right, who's up for a curry then?

[Brian] Oh, yeah, go on then.

Sorry, paperwork.

[Jack] I might see you later.

[Gerry] Okay, ta-ra!

- [Sandra] Bye. - [Brian] Bye.

Paperwork?

That's what I said.

You're not going then?

Leave it, Jack.

Aren't you curious to see how all your

old school mates have turned out?

Not particularly, no.

Or what about that teacher?

Miss erm...

Harrington.

Tell you what, I'll give you a lift

and you can have a drink.

You might even enjoy yourself.

Go on, then.

- [Muffled upbeat music] - [Car rumbles]

Sandra?

Sod it, let's go for a curry.

You're really scared, aren't you?

I am not scared!

[Group chatters]

You were saying?

All right, I admit it.

School was not the best time for me,

okay, can we go now please?

You know, the best way to deal

with a bully is to face him.

Stand up to him.

You should do that, now.

That's really good advice, Jack.

Perhaps you should give it to the girls

that were bullied by me.

What?

I was the school bitch.

I was utterly horrendous.

In fact, I wouldn't be surprised

if they were waiting for me in there

with the tar and feathers.

Oh come on, Sandra.

You're all grown-ups now.

Why don't you go and show them how you've changed?

Show them who you really are.

Show miss harrington.

[Soft music]

Okay.

- Just. - What?

Just wait for 10 minutes.

Just in case.

10 minutes.

[Soft music continues]

[Car door slams]

[Soft music continues]

[People chatter]

- [Car door slams] - Drive.

What?

Just drive!

[Engine rumbles]

[Dramatic music]

- [Upbeat music] - ♪ it's all right, it's okay ♪

♪ doesn't really matter if you're old and grey ♪

♪ it's all right, I say, it's okay ♪

♪ listen to what I say ♪

♪ it's all right, doin' fine ♪

♪ doesn't really matter if the sun don't shine ♪

♪ it's all right, I say, it's okay ♪

♪ we're gettin' to the end of the day ♪

[Upbeat music continues]