All language subtitles for Unforgotten.S03E01.Episode.1.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP.2.0.H.264-CHDWEB_track3_[eng]

[construction workers yelling]

[machinery churning,
ground crunching]

Whoa, whoa...

[grunts]

[indistinct yelling]

Sahid!

Sahid!

[speaking foreign language]

♪

♪

♪ All we do is hide away

♪ All we do is,
all we do is hide away ♪

♪ All we do is lie in wait

♪ All we do is, all we do is
lie in wait ♪

♪ I've been upside down

♪ I don't wanna be
the right way round ♪

♪ Can't find paradise
on the ground ♪

♪

[clock ticking]

[sighs]

♪

[indistinct man's voice
on mobile device]

No, well, if I had
to choose, then I'd say...

I'd say chef's table at KFC?

[laughing]:
No, what worries me

is you think I'm joking.

All right, I gotta go,
she's here now.

Yeah.

Yeah, sure.

We could do that, but...

I'll tell you what,
why don't you come to mine?

The girls would love
to meet you.

Seven's perfect, yeah,
I'll text you the full address.

[quietly]:
Okay.

Yeah, I love you, too.

I am so sorry.It's not a problem.

I woke up stupid early again,

then fell asleep
in my kitchen chair.

You tried Valerian?

No, I can't do sleeping pills,

they zonk me out for
the next day.

No, no, no,
these are herbal.

No, you're
absolutely normal by 11

the next day, easy.Right.

Although they do stink
like rotting fish.Oh, they sound marvelous.

SUNNY:
So, what do you think

it is then, waking you up?

No idea.

Hey, Jake.

JAKE:
Morning, boss.What we got?

So, they're laying
new drainage channels down here,

been doing it for
the last three months,

and then last night,
one of the workmen,

who happens to have trained
as a doctor in Basra,

dug up this...

which he suspected was
the section of a human hip bone.

Dr. Balcombe came out
early doors,

confirmed it was human,

which is when
they called for us.

[sighs]
Okay, let's have a look.

♪

[birds chirping]

HARRY:
I'm sure you think
I'm being daft.

TIM:
There is absolutely nothing

to be embarrassed about,
Harry, nothing at all.

As you might imagine,death is

a pretty constant part
of my daily life,

and if I've learned anything
in the last 35 years,

it's that grief takes
every form imaginable.

For some it passes
quite quickly,

for others it can last
many years.

Neither is right or wrong,
they're both just...

how it is.

[sniffing]You were with Wendy
for 63 years.

She was a part of you.

So to still miss her
after just two,

well, it's, it's
the blink of an eye.

So, please,
never be embarrassed

about wanting to
talk about her with me.

In fact, I want you
to talk about her.

I miss her, too.

Is the position
significant?

BALCOMBE:
What, that it's
archeological, you mean?

Yeah.

Not really, no.

Most cultures buried their dead
in a variety of positions.

Romans, Saxons,

early medieval,
it could be any of those.

But your instinct is
that it is... archeological?

BALCOMBE:
I have no evidence of that,

it's just, on balance,
for obvious reasons,

I think it's
more likely than not.

Why?

Well, because of where it is.

Who buries a body in the
central reservation of the M1?

Someone who doesn't
want it found?

I guess, I just...

So how much is remaining?

About 60%, I think,
I'll know more

when I get her back.Right, so you think

it's female?I think,

from the pelvis shape.

Again, I can confirm that

when I get everything out.

No clothing fragments?

Not found any yet, no.

It would appear
we just have bones.

♪

[floorboards creaking]

Bye, Jack.

Do you have records
for what it was before,

what the land was used for?

Yeah.

Yeah, no, I can hold.

Highways Agency,

just seeing if
they can tell us

what the land was used for

before construction
of the motorway.

Did you know that

Edgeware Road
was built on Watling Street?

Old Roman Road,
did you know that?

I didn't know that. I didn't know that.

Right, well--
yeah, yeah I'm here.

[door closing]

[sighs]

[phone ringing]

MARTIN [on phone]:
Hey, love.

Hi, Dad.
Everything okay?

Er... yeah, why?

No, no, just...

You weren't home last night.

I-I'm at Jen's.

I told you. Did you?

I told you yesterday
at breakfast

I was staying at hers.

Sorry, my mistake.

Anyways, it's-it's no problem.

I'll see you tonight?

Yeah, yeah,
I'll see you later, yeah.

Okay, great.

Or, you know...

stay out, it's not a problem.

[dryly]:
Thanks.

Oh I'm sorry,
I didn't mean...

I gotta go,

lots of love.
Bye.

[sighs]

Actually it'd be quite smart,
don't you think?

What would?

If you'd killed someone,

burying them in
a central reservation.

Smart?

Yeah, if you were
a construction worker.

Lanes were already closed
for repairs--

even if you weren't
a construction worker,

just hiring a van,
getting a hi-vis jacket,

3:00 in the morning,
put up some bollards.

Then start digging a grave
in the middle of a motorway?

I mean, it would take balls,
I'll give you that, but--

who's gonna stop you,
who's gonna think, "Oh, oh,

"I bet he's not
a construction worker,

I bet he's... burying a body."

You know,
the fishy smell's

really not that bad,

I think you should
at least try them.

Yeah, all right.
[laughs]

♪

Oh, hi. How are you?

♪

[keys jangling]

[dog barking]

CHRIS:Oh we're up,
are we, young man?

[panting]

Oh, a super dog.

Super, super dog.

Decided to get up, have you?

Here's breakfast.

[plastic bag rustling]

Today's the day big day,
super dog.

When everything changes.
Yes, my Frankie,

today's the big day.

[licking and chewing]

BALCOMBE:
So, it is female,

and from the teeth,
I can tell you she's young.

Early 20s, oldest.Okay.

Most importantly,
you were right,

DCI Stuart.

These remains are not
archeological.

Do you see that?
The bone's suffered

a compound fracture
at some point,

and was fixed with
a surgical plate.

So, plates have been
used commonly for about

a hundred years, but,

if it's titanium,

given the lack of corrosion,
my guess is that it is,

then this is no more than

50, 60 years old, tops.

[birds cawing]

♪

[motor stops running]

[sighs]

Find the need, sell the want.

Find the need, sell the want.

Sell the want.

MR. SALTHOUSE:
I'm not sure if

I'm going to sign anything
today, Mr. Carr.

And I completely understand
that, Mr. Salthouse.

Tell me, is it the amount
that's worrying you?

Well...

Is it too much?

Well, possibly, but also...

So what do you think
you could afford?

Well, as I say,
it's not just the...

8,000?

If you feel ten's too much,
how about eight?

You see, eight is still...

Seven, then.

[sighs]

I suppose--
I suppose I might

be prepared to invest... three?

Three.

Perhaps.
Perhaps three.

Three's not enough.

I'm sorry?Three's fine,

and I can do you
the same terms for three,

so we're all set.Right, well...

I'll get my checkbook then.

It's here somewhere.

Just sign and date it,

Mr. Salthouse.

I've got a stamp.

♪

[seatbelt clicks]

[paper rustling]

BALCOMBE:
So first up, yes, it's titanium.

So 60 years old, oldest.

Give or take.
And then,

there's this.

Which I am guessing is
some sort of

manufacturer's mark.

You ever seen
that one before?

Nope, and I've seen
hundreds of these.

But, plates do

usually have
a manufacturer's mark

on them?No, usually they have

serial numbers indented.What? All of them?

Yes.
SUNNY:
So...?

So I'm... I'm guessing
this is foreign.

So she could have
come from anywhere.

Do E.U. ones have
serial numbers?

I think so, at least from
when the country joined,

but you'd have to
check that.Well, she could be

a British person
who'd gone abroad and had

the plate fitted there.That's also a possibility.

Okay.

Can you determine race

or ethnicity from a skull?

To a degree;
it's not an exact science.

I mean there are certainly

general characteristics
of Asian skulls

versus African
versus European, et cetera.

But they suggest

a likelihood of origin,
no more than that.

Okay, can you
do that for us?

Mmm.And age-wise,

you said early 20s,
would you be able to

narrow it down
any more than that?

We'll be doing
an ossification test.

Cartilage turns to bone
at a very specific age.

That should narrow it down
considerably.

Who do you think
might be best placed

to recognize who the
manufacturer of this might be?

I'd start with the
orthopedics departments

of large city hospitals.

Given the amount of foreign-born
NHS employees we have,

there's got to be a good chance
you'll come across a surgeon

who's inserted a plate with
that mark on it.

♪

JAMES:
Well, that's it for this week,

Join us same time next week
for the first of the semis.

In the meantime,
it's goodbye from our teams...

[teams says goodbyes]

And it's good bye from me.
Good bye.

[upbeat music, applause]

[group laughing]

And would you mind signing a
copy of your book, please,

Mr. Hollis...No, of course not.

So, um,
is that to Karen

or to Kaz or...?Actually,
if you could just put it,

err, to Nan.Nan?

Oh dear, oh dear,
at least it used to be

used to be to Mum.
Am I that ancient now?

[group laughs]I'm going to have to

steal you away,
I'm afraid, James.

Okay, sorry guys,
she's the boss,

but listen-- um, I hope
you all enjoyed yourselves today

and seriously, well done,
all of you.

You're a sight smarter
than I was, when I was your age.

Okay, cheers, guys,
safe journey.

[group says goodbyes]

So, couple of messages from
the production office,

your friend Pete rang,
something about a dinner?

Okay, thank you.And then your wife
has rung twice,

needs you to call her.

Amy?Yeah.

All right, thanks, Kelly.

Recording again
in 20 minutes, please.All right.

CASSIE:
Start with the hospitals.

SUNNY:
Okay. I might stick a photo

of the mark on Twitteras well.

Yeah good, cos
if we can identify

the origin of the plate,possibly

narrow down a time window,
because that's gonna be key.

Do you want to look
at missing persons yet?

Ah...
[sighs]

Well, until we know
what country it was made in

and the likely ethnicity
of the victim,

no, I can't
see the point.

Hiya.

Where have you been?
I've left you half a dozen
messages.

In recording, what's up?

Oh, it's Eliot.

I'm sure it's nothing to
worry about, but apparently

his flat mate hasn't seen him
for a couple of days.

Who rang you?

Melissa.

Oh, so she rings you before

she rings me now, does she?

It's only because you end up
screaming at each other--

I'm still his dad, Amy,
she should ring me.

Has she spoken to him,
the flat mate?

Ed. Yes, briefly,
she said she's going to

finish work early
and get there about four.

What work,
she's been writing the same

shit novel for ten years.

Um, can you call her,
I'm about to start again.

Tell her I'll meet her there.

Sure.

And Jamie, it'll be fine.

He'll be fine. Yeah.

Call me when you've seen Mel,
yeah?

Sure.
[phone clicks off]

♪

[keyboard keys clacking]

ROB:
Hey, Chris.

Hiya.Nice to see you,

how are you?

Oh, I'm good, I'm good, thanks.

How are you?

Well, you know,
not too shabby.

Glad you dropped in,
actually.

Sold two more pieces
at the weekend.

[surprised]:
Oh, oh, okay.

So I've got a bit of space
for a couple more,

if you have any?

Yeah, I'm, I'm, I'm
working on something, maybe...

beginning of next week?

Perfect.

Rob, I-I,
I need some of my money.

Yes, not a problem.

Um, how much?

4,000, please.

Okay, fine.

Sorry, you mean, now?

Yeah.Right.

Well, I'll have
to go to the bank,

obviously.
[chuckles]

Can, can you wait,
ten minutes?

Uh-huh, yeah.

So...

that's quite a lot of money,

Chris, and I'm very happy to

get it for you, of course,

but you're absolutely sure
you need all of this?

I am, yeah.

Have you got somewhere safe
to keep it?

Yeah.

Um, well.

Do you wanna wait outside, or,

or maybe you could
hold the fort...

No, no, I'll,
I'll wait out there.

No problem.

♪

You're overthinking it,
love.

[sighs]
So you read it as him hiding,

I read it as he was
just busy, you know,

preparing his dad's lunch

or changing his bed sheets
or whatever.

Then why didn't he come out
when I said goodbye?

Oh, he probably just
didn't hear you.

Tim,

sweetheart,
I promise you,

no one in this town
believes a word

of these allegations.Well...

They know you,

and they know Alison Pinion.

They certainly know Alison has
a grudge

against this practice.

As your rep says,

the case won't even get
to the next stage.

So, please, just try
and forget about it,

hmm?

Let's just have
a lovely evening tonight

with your girls.

All right.

♪

♪

♪

Err, these are, they're...
Greek letters.

Intertwined, you see that...

you see there,
that is an "A,"

and the "X"
is an "he"

stands for
"Angelis and Cristos."

They're a Cypriot firm,
based in Nicosia.

Right.

They do all sorts of
surgical stuff.

Do you know if they're
still in operation?

Uh, well, I think so, I think
they only started in the '80s,

and certainly they were still
in operation

when I worked there...
couple of years ago?

DCI Stuart,

it's Leanne Balcombe.

CASSIE:
So, I just

spoke to Dr. Balcombe.

And her tests suggest

that the skull is European,

which narrows things down
a bit.

SUNNY:
So, we now know that
the plate was made by

a Greek company, Angelis
and Cristos, based in Cyprus.

Now, they didn't
start operating

until 1984,
so that's as old

as the plate can be.

But I've sent them
some photos,

and the MD's going
to come back to me,

see if he can help us
narrow the dates down a bit.

But, uh, in the meantime,

we can now also tell you

that...

Dr. Balcombe did
various tests

on the major bones and teeth.

And she was able to determine,

with actually a pretty
good deal of certainty,

that these remains are actually

those of a young female,

between the ages of 13...

...and 15.

So, this is not an adult,

it's not even a young adult.

This is the body of a child.

So, as of now, we have
a window of 34 years.

And as soon as we
hear back from A&C,

we start searching for all
missing children of that age.

We're gonna start with
the UK,

but if we have to,
we'll liaise with Interpol,

and roll this out
across Europe.

Because not many

children of that age go missing
without leaving people behind.

And, somewhere,
there surely must be parents

who have lived in a world
of almost unimaginable pain,

for many, many years.

Let's give them
their child back.

No, please don't apologize,

your English is better
than my Greek, so...

Anyway, what we can
tell you is that in 2004,

when we joined the E.U.,
in line with

the E.U. regulations,

we started using serial numbers
on all our plates,

so it has to predate that.

Well, that is already
extremely useful.

And the logo,
we didn't start using that

until '95.

'95.

Right, so that
has to have been made

in this nine-year period.

Oh, absolutely.

Right.
Thank you.

MARIA [on phone]:
So what time do you
think you'll back?

Not late, 6:00-ish,
thought I might

take the boys to the beach.

If it stays dry.

Yeah. They'd love that.

No problem.

Oh, and by the way,

the boiler turned
itself off again.

Right, remember, just press
the reset button, and then--

Yeah, I know, I did it
eight times before it fired up.

It's broken, Pete.

I'll look at it later,

back at 6:00.

Yeah. Okay.

CHILD:
Mum!

[sighing]:
Oh. Okay.

[birds squawking]

HARPER:
When a man

goes into a shop,
Pete, to ask

for a quarter-inch
drill bit,

he doesn't really want a
quarter-inch drill bit, does he?

Doesn't he?

What he actually wants is
a quarter-inch hole.

I'm sorry, Mark,

I've got absolutely no idea
what you're talking about.

You've asked me for new leads,
but what you actually want

is to be making more money,

right?

Of course.

Which I can't give you.

I couldn't give you
a quarter-inch hole,

and I can't make you
a better salesman.

[uncomfortable sigh]

CASSIE:
So, she was found in the U.K.

and I think it's fair to assume
she's more likely to be British.

Yeah.

And if she is British,

why might she have had
an operation in Cyprus?

'Cause she was on holiday.

With her family.

And according to the
insurance rep I just spoke to,

most families on holiday
in Cyprus,

they go to Paphos.

So we make contact with
this hospital,

see what records they have
from there,

meanwhile, get the team
to start an outstanding review

of U.K. mispers of, say,

12- to 16-year-old girls
between '95 and 2004.

Yeah.
I'll get 'em onto it.

Hey Pete, I got your message.

Sorry I'm being rubbish,
but work's mad now--

so, yeah, let's put in
a date in for a meet-up.

Why don't I call Tim
and you do Chris?

I miss you, big man.

Lots of love.

[exhales]

JAMES:
How's he been
the last few weeks,

how's his mood been,
would you say?

I dunno, he's just seemed--
really stressed.

Stressed?Yeah.

Stressed by what?I dunno.

Stressed by watching
back-to-back Family Guy

all day long?James...

Stressed by having to choose
exactly how he's going to

fuck my life up this week?
What d'you think?

I'm just trying to help, mate,

but to be honest,
it's not my problem.

For what it's worth,

having a father like you

would stress the fuck
out of anyone.

Does it ever get tiring,
being so angry all the...

Does it get tiring,
being such a smug tit?

Sorry.

[sighs]

You'd think 20 years of this,

of wondering every time
he goes off on one,

if this is the time
he'll wind up in the canal,

would inure you to the fear.

But it just seems
to make it worse.

For us both.

I'll do the pubs,
you do the dealers.

[sighs deeply]

[indistinct chatter]

♪

[papers rustling]

SUNNY:
Err, hello,

do you speak English?

Brilliant, brilliant.

Yeah, I wonder if you can
help me with something.

[indistinct chatter]

PAT:
18, Friday.

ALL:
Friday.

PAT: Saturday.ALL: Saturday.

Sunday...Can I use the phone

in the office, I can never
get signal in here.

Yeah, yeah,
no problem.Thanks.

CHRIS [on phone]:
Well he's, he's okay now?

Yeah. I got him
back to sleep at about 5:00,

and then he, uh,
slept in till midday.

Oh and... w-was it
about his dad?

No, he rarely dreams
about his dad.

He was too little to remember,
really.

No, it's...
pretty much always the gas.

I'm so sorry.

Listen, it's...

Much better
than it used to be.

This was the first time
in months.

Would you like me
to come 'round?

I could do some
painting with him.

I think he'd love that.

How about...
tomorrow after school?

Yeah, well, okay.
4:00-ish?

Perfect.

Oh, okay.
Well, you...

Send him my love.

I will.

And I'll, I'll see you
tomorrow.

Bye.

[seagulls cawing]

Are you just running away?

Here we go.

Oh, it's looking
dangerous now.

It's looking dangerous.

Can we save-- oh!Oh!

Here we go.

Can't get that!

CASSIE:
And have you started

pronouncing words
stupidly yet?

[American accent]:
Only when I eat "oreh-gen-oh."

[American accent]:
On your "ris-oh-toh?"

[both laugh]

New... New York's actually
pretty like London,

it's just cooler.Yeah, well,

don't get too attached,
'cause you're not moving there.

Oh.
Am I not?

Sorry, needed here,
I'm afraid.

Right, you see
I... I didn't realize

I had no say
in this decision.

[both chuckle]

How's Granddad?

Yeah, all good.

He there?

Err... no, no,
because he's

out with Jenny tonight.

[drawn out]:
Wow. Wow.[laughs]

That's quite a thing,
though, isn't it?

How long have they
been going out?

Err, well,
I dunno, a while.

GIRL [on tablet]:
Adam.

Adam!Yeah, I'm coming.

Six months, maybe? ADAM:
Can you just gimme a sec...

Uh, Mum, look, I gotta go.Yeah, yeah, yeah, go, you go.

I'll call you next week, yeah.
I love you.

And do some bloody work,
'cause that is

why you're there, remem...[call beeps off]

[phone ringing]

Hiya.SUNNY:
Boss.

[loud chatter and laughter]

Yeah, yeah,
sorry to disturb you.

No problem.

[sighing]:
The Paphos hospital
just emailed me.

They lost all of
their pre-2008 records

in a fire
a couple of years ago.

Shit.

Yeah. Irritating.

I mean obviously
I'll try the other hospitals

in the morning, but...

For now, we're back
to a nine-year window.

Okay.

Well, thanks for
letting me know...

[sighs]

[girls laughing over phone]

Sounds like it's going well... You're doing great.

Sunny?

Yes, boss, sorry...
it is, very.

I'll let you go.

Have a great evening.

And you. 'Night.

'Night.

[microwave dings]

[cars rushing by]

I know you feel
she can be tricky,

but can't you just reach out?
She's your Mum.

And there were very good reasons
you got divorced, Dad.

Can we not turn this into
another Mum slag fest, please.

TIM:
I completely agree.

She's a lovely lady,
who did extremely well

to put up with me
for as long as she did.

Maybe we can do a trip
up there for her birthday?

Not a chance
I'm driving 300 miles

to the middle of nowhere to...Fine, forget about it,

let's talk about
something else.

In fact, let's talk
about why we're here.

Here's to you both.
Happy anniversary,

and a huge "well done" to you,
Carol, for tolerating

the old bastard
for ten years.

To Dad and Carol.

Thanks, guys.Thank you.

[glasses clinking]

[quietly]:
Excuse me.

Just wanted to say,
Dr. Finch,

for what it's worth,
nobody I know

believes a word of it.

[retreating footsteps]

This is corked.Is it?

Right, sorry about that,
let me just...

No, no, no.
You don't need to smell it.

I smelled it.
It's corked.

I'll bring you
another bottle.

♪

Anything?

No.

Looked everywhere, no sign.

[exhales]

CASSIE:So, we very much hoped
the Cyprus hospitals

could have given us a name
that we would find here,

but they haven't.

Which means now
we have two options:

checking each file
against dental records,

which will be
very, very slow,

or we make contact

with each of the families
of these missing girls,

and ask them

if their daughter ever
broke her arm on holiday.

Now if we find one who did,
and it was in Cyprus,

chances are we've found her.

In the end,

I think this is
the least worst option.

But it's gonna be hard.

The best
most of these families

will have hoped for,
for many years,

will simply have been
finding a body to bury.

And for all but one of them--
that's if we're lucky--

we're gonna offer them
that little glimmer of hope,

only to snatch it away
seconds later.

So we tread gently, please.

We tread very gently.

I'm so sorry to trouble you,
my name is D.C. Fran Lingley,

I'm calling from
Bishop Street Police Station

in London... ...And I am part of a team

investigating the discovery

of human remains
in Hendon, North London.

And I wanted, if I may,
to ask you a question

in connection
with the disappearance

of your daughter, Annabelle.

I'm very sorry to
hear that, Mr. Mason.

So, who might still be alive
that I could talk to,

who would know if your
sister ever broke her wrist?

I completely understand,
and I really wish

I could have given
you some answers.

Is there someone who can
be there with you, Jackie?

I can tell you,
we can eliminate

Michaela from our list.

Okay, thank you.

Take care. Goodbye.

PETE:
They're my oldest

friends, Maria--
it's one night.

We stay in a travel lodge,
we eat in a pub.

And I can't afford to
buy the kids new shoes.

[shouting up the stairs]:
Josh, Will,

downstairs now, please.

But fine.

Things will get easier,
I promise.

I've got some really good
business coming in,

in the next few weeks.

What?When have you not had

some really good business
about to come through, Pete?

I think the day I met you,

you were about to buy
the club we were drinking in.

Yeah, then the world
went to hell in a handcart.

I mean I'll take the blame
for a lot of things,

but not the
global financial crash.

We're going to be late.

Look--

buy the kids
whatever shoes they need.

There'll be money in
the joint account tomorrow.

BRYCE:
At the end of the day, Tim,

it's your word against hers.

And given what
we know about her...

They're saying he's
at Smudge's, apparently.

[relieved]:
Right, so...

I don't know Smudge,
where does he live?

The Firdown,

Panford House,
number 22.

Hope he's okay, Mr. Hollis.

Thank you.

You look after yourself,Steven.

No, I'm sorry,

if Jasmine never sustained
an injury like that,

then it really can't be her,
I'm afraid.

No, you cry away, Robin,
and I'm so sorry

we can't give you
any more positive news.

And you're her sister,
did you say?

JESSICA:
Yes. And how sure are you,

Jessica, that she
broke her wrist?

100%.

I remember the cast,
what I wrote on it.

Okay, do you remember
how she did it?

She slipped
by the swimming pool.

By the swimming pool?

So this was a swimming pool
at home, or...

We were on holiday.

What year would this have been?

Erm... mid-'90s, maybe?

Do you remember
where you were on holiday?

We were only little,

so I'd have to check
with my mum but, um...

I think it was Cyprus?

BOULTING:
Okay, Jessica.

I think we're gonna
have to come and see you,

but in the meantime,
is your mother...

She lives five minutes away.

Could you ask her
about Cyprus for me...

Mm-hmm. ...and also, ask her
if she remembers

if Hayley had
a surgical plate fitted

following the fracture?

No problem.

Can you do that now,
and get back to us?

Yeah, sure.
Uh...

Do you really think it's her?

Jessica, I...
obviously I can't say

for sure, but...

I think it's certainly
very possible, yes.

I'll call you straight back.

[phone clicks off]

Anyone remember
the Hayley Reid case?

COLLIER:She was on her way
to a party, wasn't she--

Mmm.From a shift at a pub.

New Year's Eve?It was millennium,

1999.

Awful, she just disappeared.

What was the name of the guy,
they thought did it--

Mullins, was it?

Mullery,

Adrian Mullery
was the boyfriend.

We were exactly the same age.

Yeah, I remember,

my mum wouldn't
let me get a Saturday job

when that happened.

Yeah, I remember her.

Brown stripes,

and there are the trees.

I think you have
a gifted child.

He has a real talent, yeah.

Well you bring it
out of him,

so, thank you.

It gives him such pleasure.

Jamila, I want...
I wanted to ask you something.

I wanted to ask you--

do you think

that you would ever
consider

marrying me?

I'm sorry?

[chuckling]:
I know, yes,

it probably comes as
a bit of a shock.

And I know I'm not what

people would consider
a catch,

but I-I... I'm earning
good money now,

with my paintings,
and I've saved up enough

to put down a deposit on
a flat, to rent, for us all.

[exhales]

I just, in the
last couple of years,

we've got to know
each other really well,

and...

months ago,

I realized that
I was in love with you.

Just watching you do

ordinary things.

[exhales nervously]

And, yes, I should have
said something sooner,

I should have mentioned it--
but I was so scared,

I was so scared that
you wouldn't want it.

You know.

And... I just want to
make things better for you,

Jamila.

For you and, and for Asif...

and for me, for me,
obviously, for me,

because the idea of me
being with you both,

and us being a family,

that'd make me happy.

[laughing]:
Wow.

I'm a bit...

shocked.

I mean, in a good way, but...

You know, you don't have to
say anything, you know,

you know, h-have
a think about it

and then we could talk soon.

[stammering]:
Maybe tomorrow at,
at the center?

Yes, right, and, um...

Thank you.

CHRIS:
I nearly forgot--

I bought you this.

See you tomorrow.

♪

So, the complaint
against you, Dr. Finch,

is that on the 27th
of April 2017,

while on a house call
to Maureen Anne Avery,

since deceased,
and seemingly unaware that

her daughter, the complainant,
Alison Pinion, was in the house,

you verbally abused and
threatened Mrs. Avery,

specifically that you
called her a

"tiresome old bitch"

and that you then
told her you'd

"half a mind to stick her
full of morphine

and give us all
a fucking break."

[doorbell ringing]

[holding ringer down]

JESSICA:
Mum?[chatter on radio]

[door closing]

Mum?

[radio chatter continues]

[footsteps ascending stairs]

Mum?

Wake up, Mum.

Jess.

Jessie, what is it?

When Hayley broke her arm

that time when we were
on holiday,

did she have a plate fitted?

What?

I think we were in Cyprus.
Did she have a plate fitted?

Why?

Did she?

Yes.

It was a compound fracture.

She had it done at
the local hospital-- why?

You're gonna
have to get up, Mum.

The police are gonna be
coming down from London.

[wavering]:
They think they've found her.

They think they've found Hayley.

♪

[approaching footsteps]

Elliot?

Hey, Els,
how you doing?

Hi, Dad.

[waves crashing,
seagulls squawking]

[seagull squawking]

♪

[knocking on door]Eliot?

Eliot?

ARBITER [distant]:
My client's mother, Mrs. Avery,

was diagnosed with dementia
over seven years ago.

[voice fading]:
As you can imagine...

Oh, shit!

[objects clattering,
muttering to himself]

♪

[shaky breathing]

[deep breaths]

JESSICA:
Yes, she had a plate fitted
and it was in Cyprus.

[phone clicks into receiver]

It's her.

♪

[deep breaths,
wavering sobs]

[wailing]

[wailing continues]