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"Now conscience wakes
despair That slumber'd,

"Wakes the bitter
memory Of what he was...

"...What is, and what
must be worse..."

Mum!

Mum!

Mum!

"of worse deeds worse
sufferings must ensue."

Testator silens

Costestes e spiritu

Silentium...

Normal color sclera.

No jaundice, no petechiae,
no facial stigmata or disease.

Intrathoracic hemorrhage

seems inconsistent with the
low velocity of road traffic collision.

Might be looking
for a natural cause.

Maybe a spontaneous
rupture of an aortic aneurysm.

Normal nails.

No clubbing... or
other abnormality.

You feeling the
cold there, Sergeant?

- It is rather cold, isn't it?
- Not working hard enough.

God, it's freezing
in here too, isn't it?

You're right. The
air-con's gone haywire.

Mean anything to you?

I think we need
professional help.

Leo's the one who knows all about
it. He was here when it was installed.

There'll be a
number in his office.

Where is Leo, anyway?

What you are saying, Dr. Karamides,
is that this did not happen.

This child did
not die in the way

that a variety of other
medical specialists say he did.

I'm speaking about the over-reliance
on the so-called triad of brain injuries.

The triad possesses
three physical symptoms,

retinal hemorrhage, subdural
hematoma, and acute encephalopathy,

which some pathologists believe is
proof positive of shaken-baby syndrome.

- But you don't?
- No, I don't.

And nor do a number
of eminent pathologists.

Ah, here we are. Paul
Bewley, heating and ventilation.

He's in court today.

Request to attend
a custody hearing.

Are you meant
to be reading that?

To give expert testimony on a
matter of neonatal pathology.

What?

I thought we agreed to
stay away from the triad.

And even at this late
hour, Dr. Karamides,

I cannot get you to consent to
the majority view of all your peers?

My job is not to
support the consensus.

It's to give you my professional
opinion as a pathologist

who specializes in
brain development.

I am not asking for
consensus, but clarity.

How can this court
make up its mind

when its own expert witnesses
dispute not just conclusions

but the evidence which
underlies those conclusions?

We all decided after
the Alice Copeland case

that we wouldn't do
any more neonatal work.

Sorry. Yeah, I just lost you a
minute. I'm in the basement.

OK, follow the pipes.
That's what I'm doing.

And... Oh, yeah, OK. Is
that...? I think I can see the unit.

It's a kind of... grey box
with knobs. Is that right?

Er... there is a lot of, sort of,
vapor coming out of other pipes.

- So, it doesn't make any sense...
- I don't know if that's good or not.

If he's in court giving expert
testimony on a neonatal case.

How long? Oh.

Really? Well... well, can you
please just call me when you know?

Because, er... we
are dying of cold here.

Professor Dalton.

I understand that you are currently
president of the Institute of Pathologists?

I am, yes.

And you completely disagree
with the expert testimony

presented by Dr. Karamides?

I do, yes.

My head's gone numb.

- He's been reading up about the triad.
- Oh, has he?

This is about Helen Karamides.

As you heard, there is a theory

that the pathology of the brain could
be caused by factors other than shaking.

But this particular theory, which
involves questions of hypoxia,

brain swelling, raised
intracranial pressure,

is highly contentious and,
to my mind, utterly unproven.

In short, you believe
this baby was shaken?

Yes.

Quick would be... good. Yeah.

OK, thanks.

Plumber is calling his mate.

A plumber's mating call is
being made. Help is on its way.

Why didn't Leo tell
us he was doing this?

I should think because he knows
how you feel about Helen Karamides

and I should think because
he didn't want a row,

and I agree with him.

"O much deceiv'd, much failing

"Hapless Eve

"Of thy presum'd return!

"Event perverse!

"Thou never from
that hour in Paradise

"Found'st either sweet
repast or sound repose

"Such ambush, hid among
sweet flowers and shades

"Waited with hellish
rancor imminent

"To intercept thy
way, or send thee back

"Despoil'd of innocence,
of faith, of bliss."

Mears? Visitors' area.

Mears!

- Here it is.
- Here what is?

Leo's list.

One postmortem review
on a six-month-old baby,

and the name of the first
pathologist has been redacted.

I don't know anything about it.

We're marking someone
else's homework.

And guess what?

Someone whose name is five
letters followed by nine letters.

Helen Karamides.

You know why you're here, Annie?

All that matters, the
only thing that matters...

is those girls
and their families.

Otherwise I don't come.

All I have are your visits.

Well, then.

I have listened to
conflicting expert testimonies,

and I have to say I find that of
Professor Dalton more convincing,

to say the least.

The arguments of Dr. Karamides,
though no doubt well meant,

seem to me to be baseless
and quite possibly misleading.

I have therefore
decided, with regret,

to entrust this child...

to the care of
the local authority.

Ever since Helen Karamides
started challenging the triad,

- they've been out to get her.
- Who have?

The establishment,
the male establishment.

- Oh, come on. What?
- And Leo's part of it.

He's President of the Institute
of Pathologists, isn't he?

You can't get much more
establishment than that.

Doesn't mean that
he's part of a witch-hunt.

- Doesn't it?
- Does it?

He's going up
against her in court

and he's agreed to check
up on her postmortems.

- I think Leo knows what he's doing.
- Yes, I'm sure he does.

Um... James Reagan.

The Institute of Pathologists.
We spoke on the phone.

- Oh. How do you do?
- Most impressive, if I may say so.

Yeah, well, thank you.

You gonna do what
you promised me?

You got anything for me?

Memories.

I'm here alone with my memories.

So are the families
of all those other girls.

Do memories affect you?

Of course memories affect me.

Like the angels.

They remember how they were
in heaven and the Garden of Eden

and they despair
when they remember.

I'll give you memories.

If you give me somewhere
to go when I leave here.

All right, then.

Now...

memories.

That's unfair. I know Leo has to
play the political game a bit these days,

but he doesn't enjoy it.

He's never liked
Helen, for some reason.

He's never liked her ideas, but
he believes in her right to air them.

Oh, thank goodness.

Hello?

- Dr. Cunningham?
- Yes, thanks for coming. Hi.

Come in.

Er... let me show you.

Have to take you into the
bowels of the building, I'm afraid.

Very, very, er... cold
everywhere, as you can feel.

About 500 yards from the
bus stop, there's a fence.

Then there was a gate.

I went through the gate.

Down a... a slight hill.

- Did you hear the cars?
- Yes.

Of course.

And then?

And then there was a
little stream with a bridge.

Then I found it.

- Why did we stop doing neonatal work?
- Oh, Alice Copeland, wasn't it?

Because we sent an
innocent woman to jail.

- We didn't do anything.
- Well, not... not us, but pathologists.

The profession.

The experts arrive at the scene
with their detachment and objectivity

and announce that she shook
her children to death and...

then she takes her own life.

If the courts had listened
to Helen Karamides,

that would never have happened.

Thanks.

Body's that of a male infant.

The gastric mucosa shows
evidence of widespread erosion...

as was recognized by
the previous pathologist.

Try breathing deeply. They
say counting to 100 helps.

I suppose one gets used to it.

Not when it's a baby.

Mum, where are you?

Let me know where you are.

- Nikki.
- Don't mind me.

Look, I'm afraid this is
confidential. The Institute...

Oh, we don't have anything to
hide from each other. Do we?

No. No, of course not.

So, Professor Dalton, you've
completed the postmortem review?

I have, yes.

And what's your conclusion?
Was the first pathologist in error?

Mr. Reagan, I agreed to do a
second postmortem on an individual,

not on a pathologist.

Nonetheless, as a solicitor, I'd
like your professional opinion.

Well, there are
some inconsistencies

between my findings and
those of the first pathologist, yes.

Such as?

The original postmortem found
that the subject died of hypothermia,

and yet there's no record

of any rectal temperature
reading in the original report.

So, the first
pathologist was wrong?

Well, it's not as
simple as that.

I haven't seen the results
of any special investigations.

I haven't, er...
explored the context.

- Context?
- Context is everything, yes.

If you don't consider that, then...
Well, we tend to make mistakes.

So, if a child died
of hypothermia

then the temperature in the
room is part of the context?

We would take that
into consideration, yes.

And not considering
it would be negligent?

Well...

There are other
causes to hypothermia

besides being exposed
to cold environments.

Who was the original
pathologist, out of interest?

- As I said before, Dr...
- Dr. Alexander.

Yes, as I said before, Dr. Alexander,
I'm afraid I'm really not at liberty...

I think you know who it is.

Helen Karamides has done
more work on the infant brain

than almost anyone
in this country.

Excuse me, could you tell me
what your particular interest is in this?

Well, as it happens, I trained
under her for a couple of years,

and of course, I have a very
strong professional interest.

- She doesn't deserve a witch-hunt.
- Nikki, this is not a witch-hunt.

I was asked to do a postmortem
review, which I have done,

fairly and
even-handedly, I hope.

And the rest is
up to the Institute.

What's up to the Institute?

I'd love to talk about this all
day, but I have rather a lot to do.

Professor Dalton. Dr. Alexander.

Are you saying she's facing
some kind of disciplinary procedure?

Why? Because if Dr. Karamides is
going to be summoned before a tribunal

then I want you to know that I will be
more than happy to speak on her behalf.

- Look, do you know why I'm here?
- No. Why are you here?

- Well, are you gonna tell her or shall I?
- Tell me what?

Helen Karamides has been accused of
retaining tissue samples from dead infants.

Tissue samples?

Without their
parents' permission.

- And you can prove that?
- Yes, we can.

Right.

That went well.

"Now conscience wakes
despair That slumber'd,

"Wakes the bitter
memory Of what he was,

"What is, and what must be worse

"Of worse deeds worse
sufferings must ensue."

Excuse me!

What are you doing?

Got to trace the pipe-work.

- Well, have you found anything?
- No.

No. So, you shouldn't be
in here, so please get out.

All right. All right, no
need to make a fuss.

Um... that was
quite a scene earlier.

What do you mean?

The way you handled
that guy. I... I loved that.

Oh, great.

So, you, er... you cut
people up in here, then?

Yes.

And people watch from up here?

Yes.

So, you know all
about dead bodies?

Yes, that's my job.

"Thou never from
that hour in Paradise

"Found'st either sweet
repast or sound repose..."

Oi!

"Such ambush, hid among
sweet flowers and shades..."

- Excuse me!
- "Waited..."

You shouldn't be here!
"with hellish rancor imminent

"To intercept thy way

"Or send thee back

"Despoil'd of innocence,
of faith, of bliss."

Mum!

Mum!

What's your name?

Annie Farmer.

Annie.

I knew an Annie.

- You from around here?
- Yeah. From round here, yeah.

I thought we might
have seen each other.

No, we don't know each other.

It was the backfeed loop. I
told you it was the backfeed loop.

Ah.

Backfeed loop, apparently.

Nikki and I went out
for a drink last night.

Can't imagine what
you talked about.

One or two, er...
things did come up.

Why did you go to court yesterday,
if you don't mind my asking?

How do you mean?

Well, we'd agreed, I
thought, as you know,

after the... the Alice
Copeland thing.

What, to do no more neonatal cases?
- Yeah.

Yes, I know. But I think, in
retrospect, we made a mistake.

OK.

I think we should take
each case as it comes.

We can't fall back on a hasty
decision that we made 18 months ago.

The Alice Copeland case was
a... a tragedy. Of course it was.

- But this is a completely different case.
- Right.

I was asked to look at
the evidence, and I did,

and I disagreed with
Dr. Karamides' interpretation

so I took to the stand
and I said as much.

- Yes, but... LEO: I
know how you felt.

And I sympathize
with you. I really do.

But there is no conspiracy.

We just have to
make some hard calls.

We can't say, "Oh,
this is too controversial.

"We can't get involved in this."

We have to get involved, because
that's our job, even when it's...

- Scary.
- Yeah, even when it's scary.

I was going to tell you
about going to court.

OK, forget that.

But you should have told me about the
tissue samples that she apparently stole.

There is a legal process that has
to be followed in all these cases.

I wasn't allowed to.

You know retaining those tissue
samples doesn't make her a bad pathologist.

No, but it calls her judgment
into question, don't you think?

Well?

Is this from you?
Where did you get it?

I can't talk to you here.

This is a human bone.
Where did you get this?

- Will you talk to me away from here?
- No, absolutely not. Leo?

Er... it'll have to
wait. I'm sorry.

Look, this has got to be
just between the two of us.

What time do
you finish? I'll wait.

I asked you where
you got this from.

I brought it, cos I
wanted to talk to you.

Please.

It's not about me.

It's my mum.

You're the only one
who can help us.

I was afraid you
weren't gonna come.

OK, that bone you gave
me, it's a proximal phalanx.

- That's a bone in your finger.
- Right.

- I'm gonna run some more tests on it...
- OK.

And then I'm gonna
take it to the police.

- No.
- It could be evidence of a crime.

You can't tell the police.

I don't have a choice.
You don't have a choice.

I wish I'd never given it to you.
Look, just... just give it back!

- I can't do that.
- They'll put my mum in jail!

Why?

Cos she collects them.

What, there are more of them?

Yeah. Dozens of them.

Well, where are they?

I'm not gonna tell you where.

Can you take me to them?

Just you, yeah?

- Helen.
- Hello, Leo.

- How did you get in here?
- I lied.

- I said we were colleagues.
- Well, we still are, I hope.

Not for much longer, I suspect.

I can't discuss disciplinary
procedures, as you know.

Yes, I know.

Helen, you are a... a
first-class pathologist.

You've done valuable work.

But the judicial system depends
on us for a consistent judgment.

We can't debate our differences
of opinion in open court.

We have to speak with one voice.

Even if it means ignoring
inconvenient truths?

- According to you.
- And destroying my career?

I disagree with your theory.
So do most of your peers.

I brought you something.

Don't worry. It's
not a parcel bomb.

It's some research. I'd
like your opinion on it.

I've already reviewed
your work on the triad.

This is different.

- I don't think it's a good idea.
- I need your help, Leo.

We've had our differences, but
you're a half-decent pathologist

and I know you're strong.

I know you'll do what's right.

Oi! Don't muck about!

Get yourselves back in here!

Mum?

Mum?

Where did these come from?

I don't know. All over.

It came from Arnold Mears.

- I thought he was in prison.
- He is.

She goes to him and he gives them to
her or he... tells her where to find them.

- I don't know. It's sick.
- But why?

So, these bones belong to...?

You tell me.

You take 'em away with you.

Do your tests or
whatever. Just...

just get them out this house.

OK, but the police will definitely
want to interview you and your mother.

What are you doing?

Who's she?

- My name's Nikki Alexander. I...
- She's a friend, Mum.

- I'm a pathologist.
- Why did you bring her here?

- Get out! Out!
- Mum, look. Look, Mum.

- She can help us.
- No-one can help.

You're just making things worse.

I've seen the bones now, Mrs. Farmer.
Throwing me out won't do any good.

Is it true that Arnold Mears
has given them to you?

Why haven't you told anybody?

Because he said I shouldn't.

But you do know that
they're human bones?

Course.

I just wanted to help.

Help who?

The families.

The families of
those poor girls.

You do understand
what you're charged with?

You're in a lot of trouble,
Arnold. Do you understand that?

You look kind.

I like you.

Somebody decided
he was vulnerable.

They said he needed help in
the interviews with the detectives.

An appropriate
adult, it's called.

I'd done a course to try and get
a bit more money, so one day...

I got a call.

He was my first one.

And my last.

What we want to know,
Arnold, about this body,

is why you sawed the head
and arms off that poor girl.

- No comment.
- No comment?

A girl of 17 is found
dismembered under your workshop

and you can't tell
us what you did?

Arnold.

Arnold, pay attention to me.

I need a break.

Arnold, you've had a break.

I'm starting a headache.

They can't talk to me if my
appropriate adult isn't with me.

It's like we were a couple.

"They, hand in hand, with
wand'ring steps and slow

"Through Eden

"Took their solitary way."

What is that?

That's Paradise Lost.

The greatest poem in
the English language.

Thanks, Annie.

He... he really loved that poem.

Read it all the way through the trial,
didn't listen to anything anybody said.

But after the trial... I don't understand.
Surely you didn't have to see him then?

The day after he was sentenced,
he asked if we could meet.

One last time, just
to say goodbye.

- And you went?
- Well, I... I didn't want to.

But, um... he said he wanted
to repair the damage he'd done.

Wanted me to help
him make things better.

He said there were...

more bodies than the
three he'd been tried for.

How many more?

Nine.

Nine...

other girls that... that no
one knew anything about

and... and he wanted to
tell me where they were.

He was gonna tell me
where they were buried.

Not straight away.

Um... he said he had to test me.

See if he could trust me.

He was gonna give me...

souvenirs, he called 'em.

Little... bones...

that he... that he got
from the other girls

he buried separately.

It's the mums and dads.

That's who I'm thinking about.

Wondering where
their little one's buried.

What are you suggesting?

These families are in pain.

And you can help.

Why me?

Because you're an angel.

That's how it started.

- And you never told the police?
- Tried to get her to.

Did he ever tell you where
the bodies of the girls were?

No.

No, never.

Never told her anything.

You made me a promise.

You promised me you'd
tell me where those girls are.

A solemn promise.

I am keeping my
promise, Angel Annie.

No. No, you're not.
You've given me nothing.

I... I can't do this anymore.
I'm not strong enough.

So, just tell the
police instead.

No. I'm not talking to them.

It has to be you.

If the police get involved, those
families will stay in hell for ever.

He said I had to
wait, said I mustn't tell.

And now I have.

- If you'll let me take the bones...
- No, no.

- Then I can test them...
- Mum.

And maybe find
out whose they are.

You can give the
families some peace,

even if we don't locate
where the bodies are buried.

And what if he finds out?

Arnold Mears need never know.

- Really?
- I think so.

Then you wouldn't have
to keep going to see him.

"Farewell, happy fields

"Where joy forever dwells

"Hail, horrors
Hail, Infernal world!

"And thou, profoundest Hell
Receive thy new possessor..."

"Be this, or aught Than
this more secret now design'd

"I haste To know.

"And, this once
known, shall soon return

"And bring thee to the
place where thou and Death

"Shall dwell at ease..."

Very good, Arnold.

"And bring ye to the place
where thou and Death

"Shall dwell at ease..."

You take such an
interest in me, Doctor.

Is that professional?

Or personal?

Of course, I forget.

You're intimate
with all your patients.

- Did you feel anything?
- When?

When...

With the women.

You mean, when I cut them?

Yes.

Did I feel anything?

Do you?

"Hail, horrors!
Hail, Infernal world!

"And thou, profoundest Hell
Receive thy new possessor

"One who brings A mind not
to be chang'd by place or time

"The mind is its own place

"And in itself Can
make a Heaven of Hell

"A Hell of Heaven..."

Mears told Annie that he's
killed 12 girls altogether.

And you believe him?

I don't know, but it's worth
finding out more, isn't it?

But if you won't help,
he will destroy my mum.

She came to see me last night.

"And bring ye to the place
where thou and Death

"Shall dwell at ease..."

Paradise Lost.

She was very interested
in Arnold Mears.

She interviewed
him for 40 hours.

Do you think you remember her?

You didn't tell him
about Tina, did you?

We were just glad to put him
away and forget about him.

And I suggest you do the same.

This is a scan of
Arnold Mears's brain.

- Wow, look at that.
- Scarring.

You're not answering my calls,
Annie. Are you bored of me?

Some women probably
do find you interesting.

Exciting.

Do you?

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