All language subtitles for DCI Banks - S05E01 - To Burn In Every Drop Of Blood Part 1_Track03

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Oh, that's sweet!

Oh! No, no, no.
Now they're fighting back.

-Now they're fighting back!
-In your dreams.

He's caught
the entire midfield
standing still, flat-footed.

-He got way up.
-What are they thinking?

Oh! Ho, ho, ho!

Now that was sweet.
Get us a beer.

Go on.

(MOBILE CHIMING)

(CHUCKLES)

Hey, can I borrow your car?

NATHAN: Why?

Gotta meet someone.

NATHAN: What, now?

I thought we were
going to the pub?

Sorry, little bro.
I've got some business.

-Keys?
-Yes.

Fill her up while
you're at it, yeah?

-DAMON: In a bit.
-(DOOR SLAMS)

(LOUD MUSIC PLAYING)

(SIGHS)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(TWIG SNAPS)

Bang on time.

I like it.

Not so sure about
this place, though.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

-Morning.
-Morning, boss.

Thanks.

Morning, Helen,
what are we looking at?

Morning. Unidentified male.

Probably in his 20s.

No wallet, no phone,
no nothing, I'm afraid.

Someone bashed his head in.

They really went to town,
didn't they?

-Ken, murder weapon?
-We're doing
a fingertip search, boss.

-Nothing yet.
-Who found him?

Kyle Finn. He's 17.

Came here this morning
to pay his respects.

A friend of his
killed herself here.

-Sian.
-Yeah. Sian Haddon.

She hanged herself
about six months ago.

Where is he now?

Gone back to
the station to be swabbed
and hand in his clothes.

We can talk to him later.
He's pretty cut up,
apparently.

This all smells of petrol.

There's a car in the car park.

From the tyre tracks,
it's been there all night.

-Could be the victim's.
-ALAN: Registered to?

Nathan Horsley.
Lives in Holbeck.

What's he doing in here?

You seeing the bank manager?

-No. Why?
-You're looking
very sharp these days.

Oh. Nice to make an effort.

Yes?

We're looking for
a Nathan Horsley.

That's me.

Mr Horsley, do you know
where your car is?

No. I lent it
to my brother. Why?
Has he done something stupid?

Can I help?

I'm DI Morton.
This is DC Blackstone.
We're here to see Kyle.

-(SIGHS) Is it about
this morning?
-Yeah.

You'd better come inside.

NATHAN: I don't understand.

I mean, the woods?

What was he doing out there?

We were hoping you might
be able to tell us.

There was some sort of shrine
there to someone
named Sian Haddon.

-Does that mean anything?
-No.

And you have no idea
who Damon was
meeting last night?

No. Only that he
got a text message...

And then he said
he had to go out.

And did he often
go out like that?
Without warning?

I suppose so.

And what did you do?

Er, just watched the TV
and then fell asleep.

And you didn't
speak to him again?

We're gonna need to take
some things away.

Paperwork, bank statements,
his computer.

Help yourself.
He didn't have
a computer, though.

He'd just use his
phone for everything.

-Where did he work?
-He didn't. He was unemployed.

And you got on well,
the two of you?

He was my big brother,
you know?

He always looked out for me.

For the last few months,
he let me stay here
while I got on my feet.

I don't know what
I'm gonna do now.

I wanted to go
there first thing.

Lay some flowers.

It's Sian's birthday today,
you see. Her 18th.

ALICE:
A lot of the kids go there.

They leave cards
and messages and objects.

It's a comfort.

And when you found
the body, what did you do?

I mean, at first I thought
it was someone sleeping rough.
Some tramp.

I was annoyed because
it's Sian's, you know.

It's special to Sian.

So I went over to wake him up,
and tell him to...

Go somewhere else and...

And then I saw his head.

It's okay.

I ran.

I just wanted to get away.

-So you touched the body?
-Yes.

That's great! He's just given
himself an excuse for having
blood on his clothes.

Yes, that's a bit
of luck, isn't it?

We need to look at
Damon Horsley's finances.

Did you see
the size of that telly?

You don't pay for that
just living on benefits.

Exactly.

ALAN: Oi!

That was my coffee.

Sorry about that.

-Sorry about that...
-Erm, and I'll get you
another one?

-Sir.
-Oh! Sir.

Erm, only can it wait?
I'm in a bit of a hurry.

Clearly.

Damon Horsley, 24, unemployed.

Now, last night,
for reasons we don't yet know,

he went to a clearing
deep in the Attermore woods.

And that's where
he was killed, somewhere
between 6:00 and 10:00 p.m.

His wallet,
watch and phone were taken.

So, what, this was a robbery?

Well, it's not very likely.
It's the middle of nowhere.

But there was
petrol on the ground,

so it's possible the killer
was gonna burn the body.

-So, why didn't they?
-Maybe they got interrupted.

Ran off before
they set it alight.

And he died near where
a Sian Haddon hanged herself

about six months ago.

And is that significant?
Maybe Horsley knew her?

Well, there could
be a connection.
He wasn't there by accident.

You know, it could just be
some nutter in the woods.

Could be. Which is why
I want you to look into
any unresolved crimes.

Murders, assaults, complaints.
See if there are
any similarities.

Maybe this is
part of a pattern.

Meanwhile, we know
what time he left his flat.

We can make an educated guess
at what time he arrived
at the woods.

So, CCTV.
Did he stop anywhere?
Pick anyone up?

Okay, that's it.

Everyone? I'd like
to introduce you to
the newest member of our team.

This is DC Vince Grady,
comes to us
with glowing references and...

Impressive conviction rate,

which is the hallmark of good,
solid coppering.

(INHALES SHARPLY) And I know
from personal experience,

you'll all make him
feel very welcome.

-Right.
-Welcome. Hello.

Shall I get you
that coffee now, guv?

Oh, I think there's gonna
be plenty of time for that.

DC Blackstone here will
take you under his wing.

And I prefer "boss".

You, erm, ready
for the heady delights
of records?

Just wind me up and point
me in the right direction.

(PHONE RINGING)

WALLACE:
Multiple wounds leading
to massive head trauma.

Any idea of the weapon?

From the size of the wounds
and the nature
of the fractures,

I'd say
something like a hammer.

The first blow was here,
on the side,
just above the temporal bone.

No defensive wounds,
interestingly. Nothing to
the arms and the hands.

He was attacked from behind?

Wasn't enough to kill,
though. It will have
incapacitated him.

This one here's the killer.

-And what about the others?
-Delivered post-mortem.

They just kept battering away,
even after he was dead?

This was a frenzied attack.

And I'm assuming the killer,
they'd have blood
on them, too?

Almost certainly.
Up close and personal
like that.

Hard to avoid.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

I've traced
Sian Haddon's father.

He's got a farm out
near Potterton.

Well, let's see
what he has to say.

Something else?

Erm, well, it's...
It's just...

I'm thinking of
putting in for DCI.

(SIGHS) Really?

Yeah.

I thought I'd apply.

Well, that's certainly...

An option.

Annie?

Horsley's bank statements.

A monthly payment
to Lassiter Moorings Limited.

They have sites all up at
the Leeds Liverpool Canal.

Damon Horsley was paying
a mooring fee?

Because Damon Horsley
had a barge.

ANNIE: This one.

ALAN: Ken.

Boss.

Oh, gross!

ANNIE: So, he didn't do
everything on his phone.

How does someone on the dole
afford a shiny new computer?

ALAN:
What's that rope attached to?

Pills, lots of them!

I reckon that's
how he afforded
his shiny new computer.

Weed.

There's tonnes of this stuff.

Let's see if his brother
knows anything about this.

ALAN: Nathan?

Nathan?

Nathan. Nathan!

Put it down! Nathan!
Put it down!

(SIGHS) You know what?
He just started
pulling the place apart.

It's all right.

Take your time, man.
Have a little drink of water.

He just steamed in
and he was yelling.

You know, "Where's Damon
and what did he do
with the money?"

What money?

He said that Damon
owed him 30K.

Damon owed £30,000?

-NATHAN: That's what he said.
-Had you ever seen him before?

NATHAN: Never.

I was telling him I didn't
have it, it wasn't here.

And then what happened?

He went into the toilet.

And he came out
and he had this bag,

filled with money.

It turns out Damon
had a hiding place
in the bathroom.

Do you mind if I
have a quick look?

Well done.

You'll probably end up
coming to the station with us.

Do you think you could
identify him if I showed you
some pictures...

BRENDON: What are you doing?

-Erm, Mr Haddon?
-Yeah.

I'm DI Morton.

I'm here to talk
to you about Sian.

Boss, what was
Horsley dealing?

Weed, mostly.
A few other bits and pieces.

Es, prescription drugs,
things like that.

What about his brother Nathan?
Do you think he knew
about the money?

Says not.
But he could be lying.

VINCE: Maybe he faked
the whole thing.

Killed his brother,
took the money
and staged the whole break-in.

Why would he do that?

Yeah, and if no one knew
about the money
why draw attention to it?

No, I think Nathan
was telling the truth.

Which means Damon Horsley
owed someone £30,000.

Sounds like motive to me.

Did Sian ever mention
a Damon Horsley to you?

No. Why?

He was murdered last night.

What's it to do with Sian?

He was found at her shrine.

That bloody place.

Could he have been a friend
or a boyfriend, maybe?

It's possible.

We didn't talk
about things like that.

After her mum died,
Sian just went into herself.

Yeah, the school helped a bit.

They arranged for her
to see someone.
You know, to talk.

Like a therapist?

A counsellor.
For a while, I thought
it was doing Sian some good.

On the last day, she...

She kissed me
and said she loved me,
which she didn't do, usually.

That should have...

I was away most of the day.

When I got back,
she'd left a note
on the kitchen table.

"I'm sorry,
but it's too hard."

We used to go to those woods
to walk the dog, all of us.

Sian loved it.

Running around,
climbing trees.

Aye, she were always
good at that.

(SNIFFS)

You know your operating system
is about four years
out of date?

Is that bad?

In computer years,
it is. Don't you
automatically update?

Only the important things.

Will I see you later?

Can I call you?
I don't know how late
I'm gonna be here.

Any time.
I'll come over and cook.

Update, okay?
Not everything new is bad.

(CHUCKLES)

We've got a positive ID
on the print
from Horsley's flat.

A Charles Franklin.

He's got an ABH conviction,
but as a juvenile.
Nothing recent.

Charlie Franklin. I know him.

He bangs heads
for Steve Richards.

-Who's Steve Richards?
-Officially,
a property developer.

A friend of judges,
councillors and MPs.

Unofficially, he's involved
in prostitution, drugs,

protection rackets,
money laundering, the works.

So, you think Charlie Franklin
was collecting money

Horsley owed Richards?

Let's go and find out.

I haven't been able to link
Sian Haddon to Horsley yet,

but her school recommended
she see a counsellor

to help her deal
with her mum's death.

-Do we have a name?
-Yeah.

Alice Finn. Kyle's mother.

I'm gonna find out
what she knows.

I think Kyle and Sian
had a lot in common.

They both lost a parent.

Oh, Kyle's father died?

As good as. He left us.

Divorced me and started
a new family in Dubai.

Hmm.

We never see him.

-That must have
been hard for you.
-Well, men do that.

Not always.

Not always.
Still, you get over it.

But Kyle?

Well, I don't know.
He really feels things.

Losing Sian was hard.

And she was
a patient for how long?

Three months-ish.

Wasn't it difficult that
she was Kyle's friend?

Uh, no, she was happy
to see me.

I'd never ask
anyone to do something
they weren't comfortable with.

Did she ever mention
the murder victim,
Damon Horsley?

I'm sorry.

Patient confidentiality,
I can't really.

But in
circumstances like this,
it is discretionary.

(SIGHS)

Sian's issues
were mostly at home,
to be honest.

With her father?

Look, she smoked
a bit of marijuana,
like a lot of teenagers.

She did mention Damon Horsley.

I think he got her
the drugs sometimes.

Hmm.

Did her father know that?

Yeah, and he didn't approve.

Sian said he,
erm, had problems.

But you can't always trust
what a teenager says, can you?

Do you know what
sort of problems?

With his temper.

That's Franklin's car.

That's him!

Annie! With me!

(HEAVY METAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(GRUNTS)

Argh!

Once more, 'round the park?

ALAN: Look what we found
in the boot
of your car, Charlie.

That's the money you stole
from Damon Horsley.

I didn't steal it. He owed it.

30,000 quid. That's a lot.

Who did he owe it to?
Steven Richards?

No comment.

Someone killed Damon Horsley
last night.

ANNIE: Where were you?

-I was playing snooker.
-ALAN: All night?

Until about 1:00.

Look,

if someone owes you money,
you scare 'em.

You make sure they pay.

You don't kill 'em.

We can't hold him.

Check his alibi
for last night,

charge him
with criminal damage
and get him bailed.

He's got a point, though.
Why would Richards kill,

or have someone killed,
before he got his money back?

Doesn't make sense.

Let's go and ask him.

STEVE: Damon Horsley?

I wish I could help you,
but I've never heard
of this guy.

Even though he owed you money?

Who says he owed me money?

You sent Charlie Franklin
to collect it.

I don't believe I did.

-Did Charlie say that?
-(EXHALES)

No, I didn't think so.

Look, Charlie does jobs
for all sorts of people.

Now, perhaps you should
question him again.

Were you Horsley's supplier?

Is that how he came
to owe you £30,000?

Of course not.
That would be illegal
and I'm not a criminal.

You got all this
through hard graft.

I'm a businessman.
I made some smart investments.

You know, you can do
just about anything

with hard work
and a little bit of luck.

Can I ask you where
you were last night?

If you like. I was home.

With my wife, Tamsin.

(CLICKS TONGUE) So, erm...

Yep!

So, if you want corroboration
for my whereabouts last night,

now is your chance.

This is my wife Tamsin,
daughter Kat.

-DCI Banks.
-DS Cabbot.

Your husband tells us
he was here with you
last night.

That's right.

Kat, I saw you today
near Damon Horsley's barge.

I don't know who
you're talking about.

On the towpath,
near the canal?

Yeah. I like it down there.

If that's everything...

For now.

ANNIE: You really want it
to be him, don't you? Why?

(ALAN SIGHS)

ALAN: Years ago,
I was working on a case.
It was a double murder.

Two blokes shot-gunned
in a Range Rover
parked up on the moors.

Had all the hallmarks
of a hit.

We made the case
against Richards,
and it was solid.

And it went to court,
and a jury decided
he was not guilty.

-You think he got to them?
-We couldn't prove anything.

Since then, we haven't
been able to get Richards
anywhere near a courtroom.

So, yes,
I want Steven Richards
behind bars.

And I want it to be me
who puts him there.

(POLICE RADIO CHATTER)

Forensic results are back
on Kyle Finn's clothing.

The blood matches
Damon Horsley's.

Any pointers
to how it got there?

Erm, it's inconclusive.

It might be from moving
the body. It might be
consistent with an attack.

No one's prepared
to commit either way.

Thanks, Helen.

-Good night.
-Night.

-Straight home?
-Yeah. Night.

I was thinking, you and Jess?

Why don't we get together,
the four of us?

-Go somewhere nice for dinner.
-Think so?

Yeah,
it would be silly not to.

You're with her.
I'm with David.

We're all grown-ups.
We've all moved on.

Yeah, all right.
Well, you and David
come over to mine. I'll cook.

-Please don't.
-It's no trouble.

That's not what I meant.

(LAUGHS)

Erm, well, still come over.

Jess can cook.

The day after tomorrow,
but the night.

I'd like that.

Night.

Night, Annie.

AHMET: Yeah.
Charlie Franklin was in here.

-All night?
-As far as I know.

Ask around.
Most of the guys
were here last night.

Between them,
they'll vouch for Charlie.

What about CCTV?

One. Pointing at the till.

What? Is that it?

It's not the punters
I'm worried about.

It's the poxy staff
taking a dip.

Thanks.

Prefer a pub.
A bit of noise,
game of pool.

Yeah, I can see that.
The tables are smaller,
for a start.

So?

I reckon you'd run out of puff
around a bigger one.

ALAN: I'm sorry
to put all this on you

but, you know, Annie
hinted rather heavily

that she wouldn't
come round here again
if I was cooking.

Yeah, fine.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Ah, hey, if you're
worried about Annie
coming over this week,

there's no need.

I've had a job offer.

It's more responsibility
and better money.

What's not to like?

It's in Glasgow.

So?

When do you have
to let them know?

By the end
of the week, ideally.

(CHUCKLES)

Something to think about, eh?

Yeah.

We found it this morning
on Damon Horsley's laptop.

He'd deleted it, but we were
able to retrieve it
from his hard drive.

ALAN: That's Kat Richards.

So, she was sleeping
with Horsley.

Bring her in.

NADIR: And this
proves what, exactly?

ALAN: That your client
was having a relationship
with Damon Horsley.

Hardly a crime.

ALAN: No,
but lying to the police is.

So, why did you say
you didn't know Horsley?

Kat?

Kat?

It's pretty.

Is it pierced?

Erm, yeah.

I was never brave enough
to get the cartilage pierced.

-Strictly lobes, me.
-It's fine. It doesn't hurt.

Much as I'm enjoying this...

This situation, Kat.

You have to see it
from our point of view.

You weren't straight with us.

When that happens,
when we're investigating
a murder,

it makes us suspicious.

Just tell the truth. Okay?

Okay.

So?

Why did you tell us
you didn't know him?

I didn't want Dad to know.

Where were you the night
Damon Horsley was killed?

-What?
-Oh, come on. My client...

Your client was involved
with the victim.

Then she denied knowing him.

And she's explained why.

And, at the very least,

needs to be eliminated
from our inquiries.

So where were you?

-I was out.
-Where?

-Just wandering around town.
-Did you meet up with anyone?

-No one.
-So no one
can corroborate this?

No. I'm sorry.

NADIR: DCI Banks?

I'd say that was a new low.

This from Steven
Richards' lawyer.

-She's a vulnerable child.
-Then you'd better
take her home.

You know,
maybe just owing Richards
money wasn't enough motive.

But if Richards then found out

-Horsley was sleeping
with his daughter?
-Yeah.

(VINCE YAWNING)

Is there much more?

We know Charlie Franklin
was there.

We've got six punters
with eyes on him
at some point all evening.

-What, and that
makes it kosher?
-Yeah, I'm just saying.

What's the matter?
Getting bored
with good, solid coppering?

I thought that's
what you were good at.

VINCE: Yeah,
I just don't think it's
the best use of our time.

I wanna be out there,
on the streets.
That's where the answers are.

Look at this.

Charlie Franklin's
finished his pint.

Big deal.

Look, where he's going.

DI MORTON:
Brendon Haddon, Sian's dad,
was arrested 18 months ago.

-For what?
-Assault.

He took a swing at some lad
who worked in a coffee shop.

Reckoned he was selling weed
to the kids as a sideline.

It's something, I suppose.

Forensics are back
on the soil samples
we took at the scene.

And they found recent
traces of poultry Coccidia.

It's a parasite found in
the faeces of chickens.

Charming. So you think
Brendon was at the scene?

Tramping chicken
shit all over the site.

How recently?

Well, after it last rained.
So no more than 24 hours ago.

We can put him at the scene
the same day Damon Horsley
was murdered.

We'd better go
and speak to him, then.

(CHICKENS CLUCKING)

BRENDON:
Yeah, I went after him.

Sian was getting that stuff
from someone.

Just not the man you attacked.

As it turned out.

Did you know Damon Horsley
sold to Sian?

No, I...

We know you were at the shrine
the night Horsley died.

So?

Well, last time I was here,
you said you hated it.

So what were you doing there?

Did you blame Horsley
for Sian's death?

Is that why you met him
at her shrine?

-I didn't.
-Then why were you there?

That place,

it's where Sian's life ended.

Hers and mine.

But what happened,
happened to us.

It's ours.

They've turned it
into a funfair.

Cheap flowers,

stupid messages.

It's all about them.

It's nothing to do with her.

It was
my baby girl's birthday.

I decided to

wipe that thing out,
once and for all.

I went there to burn it.

I poured petrol over it.

But when it came to it...

(SCOFFS) I couldn't do it.

He knew about the petrol.

We didn't make that public,
so how could he have known?

Unless he killed Horsley
and was planning
to burn the body,

like we originally thought.

What, and burning the shrine
was just a story?

What, do you think
he's that clever?

I don't know.

(EXHALES) Where now?

There.

DI MORTON:
I think Brendon Haddon's
telling the truth.

Some of the cards
on the shrine were covered
in plastic. Right?

-Yes.
-So, I've just spoken
to forensics.

Here's Horsley's blood,
where it dried, yeah?

But underneath it?

Petrol?

Poured over the shrine
before the murder.

So, if Haddon was the killer
and he'd wanted
to burn the body,

the blood would
have been there first.

So, you know what
this means, don't you?

Yeah, Haddon's lucky
I'm paying attention.

-And we're back to square one.
-Mmm.

It's nice work, though, Helen.
Well done.

-Thanks.
-Boss.

Richards wasn't at home
the night Horsley was killed.
He lied.

Boss.

I found this.

CCTV footage
of Charlie Franklin on
the night of Horsley's murder.

And look who
he's going to meet.

KEN:Steven Richards.

And that's his alibi blown.

-Thanks for coming, Rob.
-Good to see you.

You all right
for drinks, guys?

GUEST 1: Yes. Thank you.

-Hi, how are you?
-Cheers.

-Good to see you again.
-GUEST 2:
Oh, good to see you too.

How much longer?
My smile muscles are aching.

As long as it takes.

So make nice.
We're this close.

That's my invite.

-Are you kidding me?
-ALAN: Steven Richards!

I'm arresting you
on suspicion of the murder
of Damon Horsley.

You do not have
to say anything.
But it may harm your defence

if you do not mention
when questioned

something which
you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say
may be given in evidence.

Do you really wanna do this?

For a very long time.

ALAN: Take a good look
at the time and the date.

You told me
you were at home
all that evening.

This proves otherwise.

Oh, so it does.

-Where did you go?
-I had some business
to attend to.

Mr Nadir, would you please
instruct your client

that it's in
his best interest to answer
all our questions fully?

You do know
I can hear you, right?

You're so angry.

Yeah, you've got
this great lump of...

Of anger, right here.

It can't do you any good.

Damon Horsley owed you
a lot of money

and he was sleeping
with your daughter.

And you lied
about your whereabouts
the night of his murder.

Even if this were the case,

since you have
no physical evidence
and are, in fact,

unable to actually
put my client anywhere

near the unfortunate
Mr Horsley,

all of this
is just conjecture.

Which does not a case make.

That's quite an impressive
development you're trying
to get off the ground.

-Thank you.
-Must have a lot riding on it.

The whole expensive,

time-consuming enterprise
would probably
come crashing down

if you were to be charged
with murder.

In fact, I bet
all your backers would just

melt away.

(SCOFFS) You can't charge him.
You haven't got anything.

Of course, the charges could
subsequently be dropped,

but, by then, the damage
would've been done,

wouldn't it?

So, where were you?

Who were you meeting?

All right.

Erm...

What we're gonna do now

is put you in a cell

while we investigate further.

Decide whether or not
we're gonna charge you.

And now,

this big lump of anger

is telling you
this interview's over.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Shh...

Still got it. Mwah.

Can I see him?

Fine.

They're keeping him locked up.

Do you understand
what you've done?

It's not my fault.

If you hadn't lied
to the police about Horsley...

Oh, my God!

...they wouldn't be going
after your dad now.

Oh, that's right. 'Cause
there's nothing else they
could get on him, is there?

-Don't be clever with me, Kat.
-You're as bad as each other.

-Where are you going?
-Out.

Kat!

Kat!

-Kat!
-I'm going into town.

Is that from Horsley's barge?

Yeah. I wondered
if we missed something.

Something to link him
to Richards.

Ken, when was that video
of Kat Richards taken?

Created on the 24th.

Helen, I just wanted to say,

if you wanna go for DCI,
then hell yes, you should.

You know I don't need
your permission, don't you?

I'm aware of that.

Good. Because, erm,
I put my application in
about half an hour ago.

Great.

So, I'll be needing you
to write me a reference.

Of course.

-We need to speak
to Kat again.
-Why?

That video of her
was shot on the 24th.

-And?
-This is from a boarding pass.

Horsley tore it up
to use as a roach.
Look at the date.

Damon Horsley was
in Amsterdam on the 24th.

Whoever took that
video of Kat Richards,

it wasn't him.

I need your help.

BOY: Hey, mate,
you got any weed?

You deaf or what?

BOY: You must be able
to sort us a bag.

CHARLIE: Just get lost,
will you?

BOY: Chill out, man.

We need to speak
to your daughter,
please, Mrs Richards.

She's not in.

-Do you know where she is?
-No.

Can you try
calling her, please?

-(MOBILE RINGS)
-We really need
to speak to her.

Why? What has she done?

Banks.

Okay. Thank you.

Has something happened?

We may have found
your daughter, Mrs Richards.

(POLICE SIREN WAILING)