All language subtitles for Silent Witness S03E04 Fallen Idol (2)

It's possible she fell.

- You don't think so?
- It's how she's lying.

She was Gemma Boyd. Paul
Franklin was her stepfather.

- And her mother?
- Suzanne. Can't get anything out of her.

What's she so upset for, anyway?
She was horrible to Gemma half the time.

We've discovered that
Gemma Boyd was pregnant.

- Were you in love with her?
- Yes.

- She was 17, and your stepdaughter.
- Your morals don't interest me.

- Trevor, take a look at these flecks.
- Blood?

More like chips of paint
from a bicycle or car.

Tell Gemma, Mr Harris
will meet her as arranged.

- Not a stranger.
- He knows her.

You know what else
I'm hearing? Authority.

Gemma had to meet
him. She had no choice.

Yes, your daddy will look after
you! Your daddy will sort you out!

Just like he sorted
out my GEMMA!

♪ Testator Sile-ens

♪ Costestes e Spiritu-um

♪ Si-ilentiu-um. ♪

- He's got both of them?
- Not without a fight.

Looks like it started in the
kitchen then spilled out here.

I think he then got both of them
outside and into Mrs Franklin's car.

- So, there's no body.
- No.

I called you out to see if you could
make anything of these blood stains.

- You got a weapon?
- One of her own knives is gone.

Right.

- No sprays, so there's no arterial injury.
- There's a lot of blood.

From superficial
injuries, I think.

This pool of blood here -

it indicates an injured person
fell or sat down, for some time.

And these towels?

- Someone tried to staunch the bleeding.
- Or tried to help.

I don't agree with you that
the fight spilled out into the hall.

I think they were
walking to the door.

Walking wounded, then.

They'd better get
to a doctor soon.

We've got the hospitals covered.

Do you think it's the same
man that killed Gemma Boyd?

Mr Harris? We've
found his hiding place.

But you're too late?

Too late twice, now.

There's been an incident
at your house tonight.

Incident?

What do you mean, "incident"?

You've had me locked up all
night, and left my family unprotected!

We're making every
effort to find them.

Now he's got them too.

Kate. He's got Kate, hasn't he?

Bloody brilliant
detective work this is!

Whoever killed Gemma, may
have some grudge against you...

I tell you...

- OR YOUR DAUGHTER OR...
- If anything happens to my wife...

- ..YOUR WIFE.
- ..then YOU will be held responsible.

The only person I can see with a
grudge against us is you, Inspector.

You're bailed to
return in two weeks.

I want my family back...
and I want to go home.

Sam?

What are you doing out here?
Aren't you going to come in?

What about the stepmother?

- I hadn't taken much notice.
- Did they seem happy? Like a family?

Sam, it was her broken bones I
was there to look at, not her home life.

I thought Suzy Franklin
was nice enough.

Bit prickly. Bit of a new wife.

- How do you mean?
- All over him.

Do you think she'd
be the sort to panic?

There's nothing we
can do except wait.

It's 12.05am. Five minutes
too late to mention work.

Besides,

there's something I
want to talk to you about.

Oi! This tosser says I
can't have my bike back.

How do I get home
at this time of night?

- You've got legs, haven't you?
- It's 11 bloody miles!

You want to treat people
with a bit more respect.

I've been locked up for nothing. My
mum and the baby at home - all upset.

And Gemma's dead
and we didn't even know.

Because that cow
Suzy wouldn't tell us!

Yeah, but we're
lowlife. We don't count.

- I've heard this speech.
- I hope you've told Mick!

- There'll be hell to pay.
- Mick, who's Mick?

Mick Boyd, Gemma's dad.

- There IS no Mr Harris.
- What?

We're looking for Mick
Boyd - Suzy's ex-husband.

- He's supposedly in the Merchant Navy.
- Gemma's father?

- Found him?
- Coming up now.

Boyd, Michael Alexander.
DOB 7.3.58, Lowestoft.

He's a record as
long as your arm!

Seven years for
aggravated burglary in 1994.

Asked for five other
offences to be considered.

- When did he get out?
- Released... three weeks ago.

She was looking for
somewhere to put him up.

Rent free.

Track down his
probation officer.

- Still nothing from the hospitals?
- No.

What the bloody hell
has he done with them?

Helen? I'm sorry,
have I woken you up?

What time is it?

- God, it's past midnight. I'm sorry.
- It's OK.

- How's David?
- Fast asleep, last time I looked.

- What is it, Michael?
- I was just wondering if...

You haven't been up yet.

I thought that you and David should
come and spend a weekend here.

I don't know. I'm really busy and...
Do we have to discuss this now?

I miss you.

- I'll call you some other time.
- Yeah, OK.

Good night. PHONE CUTS OFF

You get a six-month sabbatical
in a world-class surgical centre...

You get six
months in California!

You're asking me to drop
everything to go to Stanford...

and hang on your
arm at faculty parties?

You're a successful woman,
you can afford to take time off.

You just don't see
it, do you, James?

I see a woman with
a job and no life.

I have the life I worked hard for.
I don't need to run away from it.

Sam... FRANTIC KNOCKING ON DOOR

Coming!

I'm coming! I'm coming!

- Kate!
- You've got to come, come now!

- NOW!
- Calm down - tell me what's wrong.

- Is she hurt?
- PLEASE! You've got to come!

Here.

Put that round you.

NO! NO!

Make her stop. GIRL
SOBS HYSTERICALLY

Mrs Franklin, I'm a doctor.

Oh... Well, you're a
bit late, aren't you?

DON'T MOVE!

DON'T YOU COME ANYWHERE NEAR ME!

- Who did you say you were?
- I'm a doctor. Doctor Ryan.

MAKE THAT BLOODY CHILD SHUT UP!

- Mrs Franklin, are you hurt?
- Self-defence.

That's what it was.

Would you like me to
let you get out of the car?

My daughter was
the image of him.

Every time I looked at
her, I could see him there.

Is he dead?

Yes.

SHE MOANS

I'm wet!

Look at me, I'm all wet.

I'm all wet.

I paid him back,
though, didn't I?

He got what he deserved.

SIREN

You're safe now.

- Let's go home, Sam. It's getting cold.
- In a minute.

Hi, Kate.

How're you doing, Kate?

He's really dead, isn't he?

- That's why you're here.
- Yeah. He's dead.

- It's nothing to be scared of.
- I didn't want him to die.

It's OK.

You did everything you could.

Mr Reynolds. I'm going
to have to talk to Kate,

and because of her age,
an adult has to be there.

- I was wondering, as you seemed close...
- For God's sake, it's 1am!

- Well, I meant tomorrow.
- I'm operating tomorrow.

Look, I haven't got time to
get any more involved in this.

If it's not convenient,
I'll find somebody else.

- OK, of course, tomorrow. Yes.
- Thank you.

Why did you say that?

- You know what my deadlines are like.
- She's your patient.

Look, I said I'd
do it, didn't I?

I'm sorry. It's cold, we're
both tired, let's go home, Sam.

No. I want to stay. You go.

DOOR OPENS

- I thought we had burglars.
- It's only me.

What kind of time is this
to come in at, anyway?

Oh, God. Listen to me, I
sound just like "Mummy"!

Camomile! Have we no proper tea?

Have I run out?

I'd forgotten what
living with you was like.

With Billy, it's all
newspapers and beer cans.

Years ago it would
have driven me nuts.

It's all compromise, is that it?

- Sam... are you OK?
- A long night.

You haven't FINISHED
with him? I don't believe it!

I just don't think it's
going to work out.

None of us are ever good
enough for you, are we?

You know your trouble?
You're too choosy.

You want perfect -
and it does not exist.

That's a disappointment,
Wyn. Not a tragedy.

The subject is a man of around
40, lean but well-nourished.

- Length?
- 6ft.

Blond hair, tattoos
on the right arm...

There are a number of knife
wounds visible on the body,

five of which are deep.

The wounds all appeared to have been
caused by the same knife, which had -

a serrated edge... Photo please.

The largest is on the
upper thigh and measures...

..6cm.

Big enough to cause
him to bleed to death.

I don't know about that. All
the wounds are superficial.

She said it was self-defence.

The wounds are consistent with
an attack of flailing about in panic.

But even this big cut
hasn't caught an artery.

I'll check the kidneys and
liver for confirmation, but...

But no wound would have killed him,
except in the absence of medical help.

That's my feeling, yeah.

They're 15 minutes to the infirmary,
and Reynold's place is even closer.

What are you saying?

That she DID have time
to get him to hospital.

So... we may not be looking
at manslaughter anymore?

No. It could be murder.

I've got no sense of
direction, ask my husband.

When you left the house, did
you intend to take him to hospital?

I must have done, mustn't I?

Did you... or didn't you?

I was with Mick Boyd...

for the best part of ten years.

And every minute of every
hour of that time, I was afraid.

And when Kate went
to the door last night,

cos it was Kate that went,
not me - poor little cow -

and there he was in my house,
howling and yammering like a madman,

it was just like I
went right back there.

Right back into the pit.

That's why you stabbed him?

Yes.

Why you also didn't take
him straight to the hospital?

Yes.

And kept him in
the car until he died.

Mick Boyd came back
from the dead last night.

And if it's my fault that
he's back where he belongs,

then I didn't plan it, but
I'm bloody glad I did it.

You will be charged
with murder, Mrs Franklin.

He killed my daughter.
He killed Gemma!

What was I supposed to do?

She told him.

- Told him what?
- She told him that she was pregnant.

By her stepfather!

LOUD SOBBING

OK, interview
terminated, 09.03am.

It's only for a couple of days,
till your house is cleaned up.

Sorry, I know it's a bit um...

No, it's just my kind of place.

It reminds me of
where I grew up.

Your dad's here.

Close your eyes.

Is there any hot water?

There's an immersion heater.

- Suzy, we have to talk.
- I think I'll have a bath.

I can come back
later if it's a problem.

Look, I am in a terrible rush.

- I'm DS Bradley.
- Can't you make an appointment?

I just wanted some background
on a client. Is it a bad time?

They're ALL bad times!

Hi, it's Jan here. I'm running late.
See you in court in half an hour?

- Which client?
- Mick Boyd.

- What's he done? He's just out!
- He's dead.

- And he killed his daughter.
- Gemma?

Do you know her?

He talked about her.
When did this happen?

- Day before yesterday.
- When?

About 4pm. He talked about her?

All the time, but if
she died when you say,

it can't have been
Mick that killed her.

- Why do you make that out?
- Because, Sergeant, he was here.

- Christ!
- A routine interview -

- to get him resettled into the community.
- Pick up the bloody phone!

- We're right back to square one.
- It's Doctor Ryan.

My dead suspect has just
come up with the perfect alibi.

Hope you've good news.

The DNA results confirm Gemma
was pregnant by her stepfather.

Is that meant to surprise me?

You knew that
yesterday, didn't you?

Paul Franklin told you,
when you did the blood test.

Yes.

You couldn't break
your professional silence!

I didn't call to
review my ethics.

- How can I help you, Doctor Ryan?
- I sent two samples for DNA analysis.

The embryo and the
semen aren't the same.

Gemma was carrying
Paul Franklin's baby...

- And?
- She last had sex with Lee Bennett.

- He's not here!
- Where is he?

He's been strange since he
came home from your nick.

- He thinks Gemma was expecting again.
- She was.

Did he say he didn't see
Gemma, the day she died?

That's right.

Trouble is, he did, Mrs
Bennett. He lied to you.

I don't believe you.

Don't tell me again you
don't know where he is.

Even if I did know,
I wouldn't tell you.

Oi! Sarge, I've got him!

COCK CROWS

CONSTANT DRIPPING TAP

I'm ready to talk now.

- Running away makes you look guilty!
- I'm fed up with them!

- Makes you look like a bloody liar!
- I'm not, though!

Well, why did you say you didn't
see Gemma the day she died?

I didn't want you worrying!

Look at you -
you're 19, a father

and you're sat there like
some snotty-nosed kid!

For God's sake,
you're a grown man!

I'm going to ask the council
for a house for me and Dana.

- Why will they give you one?
- I'm a single-parent family.

I look after her! You
never lift a bloody finger!

You don't let me. You
always say I'm a useless sod!

- When I come near her, you fuss.
- If you'd got off your arse and got a job!

She's mine, you know.

There's nothing to stop
me taking her from you.

I could go down for life.

I'll help you as much
as I can at court.

Oh?

Well, a solicitor for a start.

I'll get you a proper one.

One with the right
sort of expertise.

One who can get me off a
murder charge, you mean?

It'll be knocked down to
manslaughter, you'll see.

Don't worry, Suzy. I'll make
sure you're taken care of.

Do you know what I felt
when I stuck that knife in?

Relief!

Amazing, isn't it? Relief.

Cos if it was Mick who killed
Gemma, it meant it couldn't be you.

Course it wasn't me!

It's funny how much you think,
locked in some stinking, little cell.

I know!

No, you know nothing.

CLATTER

We're ready for you now.

She's still lovely.

Come closer if you like.

I'll say this for her, she
was always kind to Lee.

- They'd been together a long time.
- Yeah.

It was obvious she
wanted to finish it.

She just wouldn't
say so straight out.

- It's hard for him.
- They think my son killed her.

What do you think?

He never lied to me before.

It's best he tells everything
to the police. You know that.

If you know where
he is... you should say.

- But he's my son.
- Then, help him.

Help him tell the truth.

We know you're the last
person to have sex with her.

Lee?

I was supposed to meet
Gemma at lunchtime.

I waited around the corner
so her parents wouldn't see.

She didn't come. I was worried.

After a bit, I looked
in the window

and Paul Franklin comes out
and tells me that Gemma's off sick.

- I was worried, so I went round.
- To Cumberland Avenue?

No, I keep telling you.

To Gemma's house!

She answered the door and
said she was feeling better, but...

That's when you knew
she was pregnant, isn't it?

She said it wasn't true.
Y'know, I was making it up.

But I knew, yeah. I remember
what she was like with Dana.

What happened next?

We'd never done it in
her mum's house before.

It just seemed
like a bit of a laugh.

Till Suzy came
home and caught us!

She comes marching
in without knocking,

grabbed hold of my hair,
pulled me off like I was a dog!

Look, I know Gemma's dad was
a hard man - I'd seen him riled -

- but I'll tell you what...
- What?

Boyd wasn't the
scary one in that family.

I did it all for you!

- You did it all for yourself.
- How can you say that?

You saw Gemma as a burden,
and you saw me as a meal ticket.

What about you? What did you
see when YOU looked at Gemma?

Please don't.

You abused her.

And you betrayed me.

I'm not proud of
what I did, Suzy.

- But she was an adult.
- 17!

Yeah, and how old was she
when you pushed her out, eh?

Telling her she didn't
have a home anymore?

She was 13 years
old - she was pregnant.

A child.

Hi, it's Doctor Ryan. Any news
on those paint tests I ordered?

Doing them now.

..Yeah. Give me
about 20 minutes. OK.

Well, it should confirm
an idea I've already got.

I tried a sample in
acetone - it dissolved.

Yep. Here's the spectrum.

And it confirms the
presence of nitrocellulose.

- Not paint at all, then.
- Nope.

Nail varnish?

KNOCK AT DOOR Come in.

Hello, Sam.

Look, I'm sorry about last night,
I don't know what got into me.

- You were cold and tired.
- And I wanted to get home - with you.

- Any idea when you're leaving, yet?
- Eh, six weeks.

What do you think? How about it?

I've, er, brought
your keys back.

Bit of an over-reaction,
this, don't you think?

No, I don't think so.

One mistake and
now I'm a total bastard?

Kate heard you.

All Kate heard was
a tired, fed up man.

I heard you.

Anyway, let's...
not have this fight.

Let's walk away
as friends, yeah?

Why? You're not
being honest with me.

Any risk of getting closer,
and you're on the run.

I wanted someone who
was clever and undemanding,

someone who
wouldn't break my heart.

But it wasn't enough.

So, what are you
waiting for? At your age.

I never sat by the phone,
waiting for you to ring.

I never wondered
where you were...

what you were doing...
who you were with...

I never needed you, James.

Mrs Franklin, you've already been
charged with murdering Michael Boyd.

Yes.

Today, I'd like to talk to you about
the death of your daughter, Gemma.

OK.

You do not have to say anything,
but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention something
which you later rely upon in court.

Anything you do say
may be given in evidence.

What happened on
Monday afternoon?

Um...

Well, I went back to the house...
after lunch... to pick up a file,

and I found her there
with Lee Bennett.

I couldn't believe
it. I threw him out -

and that's when she
told me about Paul.

When she told me she was
pregnant with my husband's child.

- You didn't believe her.
- No, that's what's so awful - I did.

I did believe her, I knew.

I knew she was right,
I'd seen him looking.

I didn't want to have
to start all over again.

- What happened then, Mrs Franklin?
- Well, we had um...

It was just a silly, scrappy...
well, fight I suppose you'd call it.

And I grabbed her by
the hair and shook her.

Were you wearing nail varnish?

Yeah, I always wear it.

Anyway, she... she, um... didn't
fight back. She just gave me this look.

I said, "I don't want
your pity, you little whore.

"Brush your hair before
you go out on the street."

And she left. Said she
was going to tell Paul.

The last thing I said was,
"Brush your bloody hair".

Her lovely hair.

SCALES BEING PLAYED ON PIANO

Oh, hello. Have you
come for the concert?

- Do you think I killed her?
- Did you?

I was never a very good mother
to Gemma, but no, Inspector,

I did NOT kill my daughter.

But you were
wearing nail varnish.

Yes.

Was it this one?

Baby Blue Eyes? That's
probably one of Gemma's.

- It's not yours?
- Well, no,

I mean, it's sort
of blue, isn't it?

I'm 38. That's what
the young girls wear.

Oh, he said I had to
scrub it off. Mr Jarvis.

The conductor?

Yeah. He said it wasn't suitable for
the concert, but I think it looks great.

It used to look really
good on Gemma.

Why don't you tell me about her?

SHE SOBS

I pulled her hair.

I didn't mean to.

- What did you see, Kate?
- See?

I didn't SEE anything. I heard.

I heard Gemma telling Suzy.

She said Dad... And
Suzy was screaming.

I went and sat in the
garden so I couldn't hear,

then Gemma came
out, so I followed her.

I just wanted to know!

I don't think she saw
me cos she was crying.

The next thing I knew, she'd
gone in there - in that house.

And I kept looking at this car outside,
and hoping it wasn't my dad's, only it was.

Then I went in...

- Did you go upstairs?
- No, I heard them from downstairs.

You heard them making love?

- No! NO!
- Kate?

No, I didn't!

He was crying. I
could hear him crying.

- I don't understand.
- I've never heard him cry.

When my mum was ill he never, even
when she died, but Gemma made him.

Gemma said, "I don't want you,
I don't love you", and he cried.

And I wanted to say, "But I love
you and I want you", but he ran away.

He ran down the stairs, crying.

I'm sorry.

I must have pushed
her, mustn't I?

I don't really remember.

Only, Gemma was lying there
at the bottom of the stairs and...

I did something really horrible.

Her shoes.

You threw her shoes
down on top of her.

Where's Kate?

♪ Summertime

♪ And the living is easy

♪ Fish are jumping

♪ And the cotton is high

♪ Oh, your daddy's rich

♪ And your mummy's good looking

♪ So, hush, little
baby, don't you cry

♪ One of these mornings

♪ You're going
to rise up singing

♪ Then, you'll spread your wings

♪ And you'll take to the sky

♪ But till that morning

♪ There's nothing can harm you

♪ With daddy and mummy

♪ Standing by... ♪

Katie.

KATIE.

KATIE!

♪ Testator Silens

♪ Costestes e Spiritu-um

♪ Si-ilentiu-um... ♪