All language subtitles for Scott and Bailey.S01E04.Execution_EN

Taisie, you've got games, remember?

(HORN HONKING)

WOMAN ON RADIO: You know that
there's a [of of regeneration

that's happening in Manchester.

♪ And I'll never love again ♪

Go on, Gary.

Hey!

Move!

(SIRENS WAILING)

So much crap on your desk, Kevin.

- Janet, how are you doing?
- Yeah, I'm good, thank you.

I hope I'm on the phone next time.

Rachel!

(EXHALING)

I've had a phone call
from a Caroline Savage.

That mean anything to you?

I told her it's none of my business
who my officers sleep with

but if she wants to take it to
Professional Standards, that's her call.

- Did you?
- Mmm. I gave her their number.

(SIGHING)

- And what will they do?
- Nothing.

It's none of their business
who you sleep with either.

- I didn't know he was married.
-Did I ask?

I didn't know. You can ask Janet.

- She knows. I was gutted, really...
- And is it really that barrister

that got murdering, raping,
lying scumbag

Stelikos off that we're on about?

Yes.

When I read the transcript
of the court proceedings after,

which I did with great interest
wondering where the hell we went wrong,

what I couldn't fathom, Rachel,

was how Nicholas Savage knew how much
you'd badgered Hannah Conway

to give evidence in court,

'cause that was the cornerstone
of his defence almost, wasn't it?

How we targeted that poor, innocent man.

And I was sitting there reading it,
thinking,

"How the hell on earth did he know that?

"Who the hell on earth told him that?
Not Hannah, not you."

And then, this woman, out of the blue,
rings me up

and tells me that one of my officers
is sleeping with the man himself.

In my position, Rachel,
what would you be thinking?

I wouldn’t jeopardise the case
like that.

Look, I don't know how he knew,
maybe he just assumed...

Georgios Stelikos is dead
because of that verdict.

Sian Cook is gonna spend
the next 12 years or so

staring at the same four walls
because of that verdict.

You still don't think
I've made that leap, do you?

And I have.

I don't talk to anybody
about what we do.

If I find out, at any time in the
future, that you've lied to me,

you will apologise personally
to every single member of this syndicate

and Hannah Conway and you'll walk
through that door for the last time.

Is there anything I've said
that you're struggling with?

No.

(TUTTING)

- Sleeping with the enemy.
- Piss off, Kevin.

You'd shag road kill
if it was still warm.

Do you know, if you shag one sheep...

ANDY: There's a woman at the front desk
wants to speak to a non-uniform

about a "missing from home".

Missing from home?
This is the Major Incident Team.

Division's just had two armed robberies
so CID's all tucked up.

Do you mind?

- Hello. Would you like to come through?
- Hi. Yeah.

And who is it that
you want to report missing, Janice?

A fella I work with.

- Okay, can you tell me his name?
- Gary Birkinshaw.

And what's his address?

47 Coldhurst Road, Chadderton.
I don't know the postcode.

And is there anyone else living
at the address, do you know?

His wife and his daughter.

Oh, so do you know
why they haven't reported him missing?

She said she had, four weeks ago,
his wife,

but I'm not convinced she did.

You see, er,

I think she's done something to him.

Her and her nasty little boyfriend.

"Done something to him"?
What sort of "something"?

I think they've killed him.

And I think she's twigged on
that I think that.

And I'm frightened.

'Cause this woman,

she makes Myra Hindley
look like a Blue Peter presenter.

When she said it, I thought,
"Is she mad?"

But, honestly, five, ten minutes later
I'm agreeing with her.

So she told you that
he was in Basingstoke.

Yeah, so I'm like, "Why isn't he
answering anyone's calls then?"

Texts, anything.

What makes you so sure
that they've done something to him?

We know he wasn't happy at home

because of this affair she's been having
with this Sodunke bloke.

This what bloke?

Ashad Sodunke.
He's a layabout, arrogant.

He's a right tosser.

The thing is,
when I went round their house,

Sodunke's sat on the settee in front
of the telly in his boxers.

There's no way he'd be there like that

if there was any danger of
Gary walking through that door, no way.

Gary's a big bloke.
He's handy with his fists.

Gary would have to be on the Moon,
never mind Basingstoke,

for Ashad Sodunke to be carrying on
like that in his house.

They know he's not coming back.

They know.

The wife did actually report him missing
10 days after he was last sighted.

JANET: After Janice,
the woman from this morning,

went round to their house

and said that if they didn't
report him missing, she would.

- At which, same time, the wife...
- Myra.

Vicky she's called,
is busy telling everybody

he's gone off with another woman
in Basingstoke.

The thing is,
if you're genuinely convinced

that your husband's in Basingstoke
with another woman,

why do you allow yourself
to be put under pressure

to have to go and report him missing
to the police?

That is, unless you're hiding something.

You don't.

ANDY: Rachel's made
a couple of phone calls.

And his mobile still hasn't been used

since uniform checked it out
back in March.

His bank cards haven't been used
since Friday, March 18th.

Plus, on March... When was it?

March 22nd, three days
after the last sighting of him,

Vicky puts the rent book into her name.

And on top of that,
we still haven't turned up

any ANPR sightings of his vehicle
at any time in the last five weeks.

Plus, she hasn't been in once
since the initial reporting him missing

to find out how we're getting on
looking for him.

But, neither has anyone else.

And there's a daughter, Eve, she's 16.

So, there's no body,
but there's no signs of life either.

Leave it with me.

I'll flag it up to Command
but we're up for the next job anyway.

Just give me a couple of minutes.

(SIGHING) That...

That bitch of a wife
has rung her majesty

and told her that I've been
at it with her husband.

Of course, she's read
the flaming court proceedings

'cause she's like mustard, isn't she?

And she's put two and two together
and she knows

that it was me
that told Nick about Stelikos.

How can she know?
She can't know, not for sure.

No, of course not. Would I be stood here
in one piece if she did?

You know, all I've ever wanted,
all my life, was to work on MIT.

And if I lose my job
because of that bastard, Janet,

I don't know what I'd do
but it wouldn't be good.

You got to keep your nerve,
keep your nose clean,

keep your head down and move on.
That's all you can do.

Sian Cook is gonna spend
the next 12 years in prison

because of that verdict.

Sian Cook made a decision to kill.
You can't take that on yourself.

Oh, hello. We're going for it.

Can you draft me a quick up order
for the arrest?

- JANET: Her and Sodunke?
- Yeah, if he's there.

I told Andy to keep researching that
address and anyone else living in it.

And I told everyone to come in
at 6:00 a.m. tomorrow.

We'll be knocking on their door at 7:00.

(MOUTHING)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

- Vicky Birkinshaw?
- Yeah.

Manchester Metropolitan Police
Major Incident Team.

Can we come in, please?

Have you found him?

Is there anyone else in the property
besides yourself, Mrs Birkinshaw?

I have a lodger. He's in bed.

- What' s hi s name?
-Ashad.

- Surname?
- Sodunke. Why?

Mrs Birkinshaw,
I'm arresting you on suspicion

of the murder of Gary Birkinshaw.

- What? Why?
- 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.

Is your daughter in the property,
Mrs Birkinshaw?

- No.
- Can you tell me where she is?

I don't know. At her boyfriend's.

ASHAD: What are you talking about?
KEVIN: Oh, no, you don't, sunshine.

- Mitch!
-just do what they tell you!

We'll get it sorted out.

You've got the wrong end of the stick.

Have you got an address
for your daughter's boyfriend?

- No.
-What's his name?

- Reece.
- Reece what?

I don't know, just Reece. Why?

Where does he work?

I've got no idea.

- I ain't even dressed.
- You'll do.

Put your shoes on.

DC Scott will escort you upstairs,
Mrs Birkinshaw,

if you'd like to get dressed.

Is he dead then?

Is Gary dead?

We'll discuss that down the nick.

You really have got
the wrong end of the stick.

After you.

VICKY: What's up?

Have you never seen a ball gag
and a dildo before?

Get dressed, Mrs Birkinshaw,
you've got three minutes.

Hey, if you want a laugh,
pop down to the custody desk.

This woman is Like, ugh, God knows,
off The Rocky Horror Show

And they are all over her.

RACHEL: Who are?
JANET: The fellas.

There's me, trying to get her booked in.

Sarge, this is Victoria Birkinshaw...

Get you a nice, hot cup of tea
in a minute, Vicky, all right?

What?

She was arrested at ten past seven
this morning at her home address

on suspicion of murder.

That tie really suits you.

I'm the arresting officer,
Detective Constable Scott.

Kevin you'd expect, but Andy?

Vicky, would you mind
just slipping your jewellery off

and popping it in the tray
on the counter?

And the sergeant will give you
your rights.

Sorry.

Detective Constable Scott,
collar number 6274.

"Would you mind?"
Would you mind kissing my arse?

She's just murdered her flaming husband.

So is she gorgeous then, or what?

I think she's got a face
like a bust shoe,

but she obviously does something
to fellows that goes right over my head.

Are you the exhibits officer?

Yeah, I've just given Forensics an hour
or so to get cracking and then...

Well, you're in for a real treat,
I'm telling you.

- Why?
- Hardcore porn merchants.

No way.

(IMITATING VICKY) "What's up with you?

"Have you never seen a ball gag
and a dildo before?"

(LAUGHING)

Oh, you're gonna love meeting
this one, boss.

I'm not meeting anyone
till we're charging her with something.

- Was Sodunke there?
-Yeah.

- And the daughter?
- No.

Andy, I want the daughter found
as a priority.

I'm on it.

Just had a phone call from the CSM,
they found all sorts in the cellar,

lights, cameras, editing suite.

Sounds like they got their own little
porno industry going on down there.

That's gonna keep somebody busy,

-viewing all their home-made DVDs.
-(EXCLAIMING)

(IMITATING ANDY) "Vicky, would you mind
slipping your jewellery off

-"and popping it in the tray for me?"
-(TELEPHONE RINGING)

WOMAN: Good morning, MIT.

So, Mrs Birkinshaw,

your solicitor's explained
the situation to you

and you understand
why you've been arrested, yes?

I understand that you believe
that my husband is dead,

even though you've not found a body.

So, no,

I don't really understand
why I've been arrested.

Well, the fact that your husband's
now been missing for over five weeks,

and the fact that
he hasn't used his mobile phone

or his car or his bank cards
in that time,

leads us to regard his disappearance
as suspicious.

He's in Basingstoke.

We'll come to that later.

Can you tell me,
starting at the beginning,

anything about your relationship
with your husband

around the time that he went missing?

My husband, he might be dead,

and okay, we weren't together any more,
but it's...

It's still...

You know...

When you've been close to someone...

JANET: Would you like
a glass of water, Vicky?

Can I call you Vicky?

Okay.

(BOTH MOANING)

Vicky: You've been bad,
haven't you, slave?

Down on your knees and star': licking.

Whoa! Put it away, love.

VICKY: Go on!

(GROANING ON DVD)

-I want it harder! Do it harder!
-ASHAD: You want it harder, do you?

VICKY: Do if harder.
ASHAD: Come on.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Vicky: Very controlling.

That's what we fell out about.

(SIGHING) A temper like
you wouldn't believe.

Manipulative, scheming.

In fact, you know what?
I've worked it out.

I've worked out what's happened.

Oh, what's that then, Vicky?

Someone's come along
and puts this idea into your heads

that me and Ashad's done something
to him, haven't they, eh?

Hmm?

You know he's shagging her.
Janice, don't you?

Oh, yeah.

He's making it look like
he's disappeared.

Deliberately.

He set us up for murder.

He's laughing his socks off somewhere.

And you are helping him.

He's using you.

(SMIRKING)

You wanna search her house.
I'll bet he's there.

Gary Birkinshaw employed Ashad Sodunke

as a porn, well, I'll say "star",
but I use the word loosely,

to perform with his wife.

But Gary gets upset when he finds Ashad

doing unpaid overtime with Vicky.

So Gary beats Ashad up.

But Vicky and Ashad
continue to see one another

because "they're in love".

- That's a motive?
- Yes, interesting thing, though.

She never once refers to Gary
in the past tense.

Everything she says is consistent
with him not being dead in her mind.

It's the same with Sodunke.
He hasn't slipped up once, yet.

You know, ma'am,just because
they're into a bit of kinky hardcore,

it don't make them murderers.

Where's the daughter?

We haven't got any reason to think
that anything suspicious

has happened to her, do we?

No, there's any number of calls
between Vicky's phone and Eve's

right up to yesterday.

We're doing everything we can, Gill.

We're talking to her school friends,
such as they are,

I've got FIOs out, we've got
the neighbourhood policing team on it,

we've gone house-to-house
on Coldhurst Road.

We will find her.

Did you get anything from the DVDs?

Bad acting, rubbish storylines,
shit dialogue.

Sorry, no, nothing that tells us
anything about what happened to Gary.

And absolutely nothing from the CSM
to indicate the house is a crime scene.

Is it not something
you want to take seriously at all?

This suggestion that
he's faked his own disappearance?

I want the daughter.

Right, thank you. Night-night.

So I said I'll cook
for the girls tonight.

Well, for all of us,
but how about a takeaway?

- Oh, they'll love it.
- Yeah, what, Chinese?

I'll be back at about ten.

Why? Where are you going?

I'm meeting Jeff Hastings.

I promised him a catch-up ages ago,
but I keep cancelling it

and putting him off, so...

And I'll be back as soon as I can.

I'd ring ahead and check
that they hadn't already eaten.

Where's she racing off to?

She's meeting her boyfriend.

Taisie, it's me, kid,
have you eaten yet?

I'm cooking for you. You like Chinese?

It's gonna be about 10 minutes, love.

All right, I’ll just be outside.

Hello, is that Caroline Savage?

Yeah.

Please, please, don't hang up,
it's Rachel Bailey.

I need to say something to you.

(EXHALING) I just wanted you to know,

and you may not believe this,
that's up to you,

but I didn't know that he was married.

And I certainly didn't know
that he had children.

- Mrs Savage, are you still there?
- Yes.

Look, some women don't give a damn
about how they affect other people

but I am not one of them.

And I hope I never will be.

Okay.

Look, I'm genuinely, deeply sorry.

(EXHALING)

You'll be wanting to get off.

I'm sorry.
I've got nothing more to report.

No, you're fine, I know you're busy.

I'm touched that you bother, Janet.

Oh, it's no bother, Jeff,

I just wish that
there were more hours in the day.

And, you know, I'm still optimistic.
I'm more optimistic the more I read.

Can't interest you in another, then?

- JANET: I said I'd be getting back...
- Good evening.

Oh, hi, Andy.

- Can I buy you one?
- JANET: No, thanks.

We were just...
Well, I was just Leaving.

Just leaving?

This is Jeff.
I think I've mentioned him to you.

I was at school with his sister.

Nice.

Not really, she was murdered.

Janet's very kindly been
looking into the records.

Oh, yeah.

Andy's my sergeant.

Oh, right, so you help facilitate the...

No, that's Gill, she's our SIO.

So you were just off then, were you?

No, I was.

Well, yeah.

-(STAMMERS) I was, yeah.
- Stay and have another.

Okay.

Jeff, urn...

Look, I'll ring you.
I'll be in touch, okay?

Yeah, okay.

Well, thanks again for your time.

- Nice to meet you, Andy.
- Bye.

That was just so entirely unnecessary.

- He fancies you.
- No, he doesn't.

You can't see it.

No, because I don't have
paranoid beer goggles on.

And, anyway, how dare you?

I'm having a drink with a friend.
A man who's...

He was 15 when his sister
was violently raped and murdered.

He's lived with that all his life and...

You've just been...

He's the sort of man that normally
you'd be kindness itself to, Andy.

And you’ve just made him feel like shit.

Oh, God, Janet, I'm sorry.

That was just... It was just thuggish.

Janet, I'm sorry.

And what was that today with that woman?

"Oh, Vicky, just slip
your jewellery off, would you mind?"

I said to Rach, "Kevin, you'd..."

I'm sorry, all right?

Were you jealous?

Janet. Janet.

I'm sorry, Janet.

(PANTING) Can I say something?
One thing before you drive off?

Look, I hate this.

Being like this.

I go on banging me head
against the wall.

I know it's not attractive, but...

what happened between us, it was so...

precious and...

I can't let go of it.

I will never feel about anyone
the way I feel about you.

I knew it 20 years ago
in training college and I know it now.

And I know you're not happy with Adrian

because you told me.

I would work so hard to make you happy.

If you give me the chance,
you and the girls,

we could have such a...
a good life together.

So, please,just...

Please just think about it.

I'm sorry about your friend.

Please let me apologise to him
the next time you meet up with him.

Will you think about it?

Yes.

Really?

I'll think about it.

You should cook more often.

Yeah, Indian I'm good at, and all.

I bet you are.

Oh, there's no end to my talents.
And I get them all off Janet.

- Is that right?
- Yeah.

I was an empty vessel till I met her.

- Now I'm full of shit.
- Close, aren't you, you and Janet?

Well, I'm shagging her.

You don't know?

I'm lying. I don't even fancy her.

Have I said something?

Has she ever...

Has she ever what?

Cheated on me.

Janet?

(EXHALING) Grow up.

It was last year, right?

I mean, we've always had
us ups and downs,

it was just this one time last year

and I started to wonder.

- Are you serious?
-(SIGHS).

It was going up to Christmas,
some bash last year.

That night that she slept at your flat.

I didn't wanna go.

I've had enough police Christmas
parties to last me a lifetime.

- Well, so what happened?
- Nothing.

Like I said, it was afterwards, really.

We had a row about me not wanting to go.

But normally, when we have a row,

we don't speak for a couple of days,
and then one of us, her,

apologises and then that's it,
you know, until the next time, but

this were different.

She couldn't apologise fast enough
the next morning, but...

But then, since then,
it's like something happened

and everything changed somehow and...

Oh, I don't know.

Well, you're not gonna get anything
if you can't agree on what you want.

I hate mayonnaise, it makes me ill.

TAISIE: I'm not eating egg whites.
I never will.

ELISE: Calamari. Thanks, Mother.

Don't tell me
she's making calamari sandwiches.

Were you born stupid
or was it something you developed?

Hey, I was thinking yesterday,
we're daft going in separate cars.

I was surprised you were in bed
when I got home last night.

It wasn't that late.

I just assumed
we had a late one tonight, so...

- Hello. Morning.
- Morning.

- Morning.
- Morning.

- Oops, sorry.
- Sorry.

Morning.

Morning.

I've got the whole MMP out
looking for the daughter

and she just turned up
at the front desk.

And Reece, the boyfriend,
old enough to be her granddad.

She's asking to speak to
whoever's dealing with her mum.

Good.

Are you and Andy having a fling?

Shut your mouth.

Eve, hello, I'm Janet.
I'm a police officer.

Would you like to come through and I'll
explain what's happening with your mum.

- Should I come in as well?
- It's Reece, is it?

Reece Birtle, yeah,
I'm a friend of the family.

I'm Detective Constable Bailey.
Do you wanna come with me?

We'll have a little chat
about what's happening.

- Yeah, thank you.
- After you.

Okay, Eve, uh,

we've arrested your mother
on suspicion of murder.

As yet we haven't found a body.

But the person we suspect her
of having murdered

is your father, Gary Birkinshaw.

Me dad's in Basingstoke.

Reece, how well
do you know Vicky Birkinshaw?

Vicky I know quite well.

Could you tell me something
about your relationship with her?

I did him. Gary.

I slit his throat and then
me and Ashad got rid of the body.

But it had nothing to do
with Vicky or Eve.

RACHEL: Reece, how did you persuade Gary
into the warehouse in Moston?

REECE: Er, I told him that I'd found
this premises that he might like for,

you know, his filming, what he does.

So I said that I'd meet him there.

And we'd arranged that
Ashad would be there already

with this machete.

And when you say "we"...

Me and Ashad.

- And Ashad had a machete?
- Yeah.

Where did he get this machete from?

I didn't ask.

So you lured him to the warehouse,

Ashad was already waiting there
with the machete,

but you say it was you
that slit his throat?

Yeah.

What happened to the machete after?

Urn...

We put it in a suitcase
with the body parts,

after we cut him up.

What happened to the suitcase?

Ashad said he'd deal with them all.

There were three suitcases.

And you don't know
what happened to them?

Ashad said he'd deal with them.

Where did he get these suitcases from?

Ashad got them. He organised it all.

I just had to make sure that Gary got to
the warehouse at two o'clock.

RACHEL: I’m curious. So, if I took you
to this warehouse in Maston, could...

Boss, Lee.

How's Eve?

You know weird
and then there's the planet Weird.

Well, if this household
is the planet Weird,

we don't even get light from it.

Eve is sleeping with Reece.

Vicky gave her to him for his birthday.

This poor child has been so twisted
and perverted and corrupted,

she doesn't know which way is up.

What does she know
about what happened to Gary?

Well, Vicky told her that
he's in Basingstoke with another woman

and not to expect him
to return her calls

because he couldn't give a toss
about her any more.

But Eve's made any number of calls
to his phone over the last five weeks,

I've had Telecoms run up a list.

If you "give" your daughter to someone,

you must be expecting something
pretty major back.

What, like bumping off
your husband for you?

GILL: He's just the numb nuts
that's done it.

I'm convinced
Vicky's the brains behind it.

You Okay?

You got a minute? just outside.

Would Rachel have told
Nicholas Savage things off the record

when she was having it off with him?

No, she knows better than that.

Are you all right?

Do you hate me?

So, is he the swarthy, dark,
Mediterranean-looking one?

No, he's the one that looked like
a pound of wet tripe in the moonlight.

(SMIRKING) Here.

- Is that the right one?
- Yeah.

Oh, yeah.

-(EXHALING)
-(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

- Sorry what I said.
- Sorry what I said.

It's not probably quite what you think.

No, no, it's none of my business anyway.

How did you know?

Just something
that Adrian said last night.

- Ade knows?
- No.

He wondered.

Not about Andy, just generally.

Last Christmas you had an argument,
nothing he could put his finger on,

but the night that you slept
at my flat...

I didn't tell him
that you've never slept at my flat.

It only happened once.

It's not what I do.

Janet, you don't have to tell me.

I've regretted it ever since.

It's like you telling Nick
all that stuff.

Sometimes you just have to
shoulder the burden of your mistakes

and carry on.

And sometimes you want to confess
but you know damn well

it wouldn't do anybody any good
if you did.

Rach, sorry.

I need exhibit PT-3
before I go back in with Sodunke.

- Sorry.
- No, no, you're fine.

If I told you, Mr Sodunke,
that Reece Birtle told us

that on the afternoon
of Saturday, the 22nd of March,

you weren't at The Trafford Centre
with Vicky, like you told us you were,

but, in fact, you were with him
at a disused warehouse in Moston,

what would be your response to that?

I don't know where Moston is.

I'll be honest with you, Mr Sodunke.
He told us quite a bit more than that.

If he's done something stupid
and he's trying to implicate me,

he's off his head.

Okay, I'm now showing Mr Sodunke
exhibit reference PT-3.

Is that your credit card statement,
Mr Sodunke?

Can you confirm that
that's your name at the top?

Yeah.

And your present address,
47 Coldhurst Road, Chadderton.

Yeah.

Can you look at the purchase you made
on Thursday, the 20th of March?

It's just the one.

Can you read it out to me?

Mr Sodunke?

You bought three suitcases
from Robinson's in Cheadle.

Is that correct?

Can you confirm that for me, Mr Sodunke?

Yeah.

Can you tell me where
those suitcases are now, Mr Sodunke?

Hmm?

Where are they now, those suitcases?

Mr Sodunke?

Forty five minutes ago,
POLSA retrieved three suitcases

from the canal
right next to the warehouse

where Reece told us
Gary Birkinshaw was murdered,

each containing what appear to be
dismembered body parts.

Oh, yes.

That were lucky, weren't it?

Sodunke doesn't drive.

The first assumption was the body'd be
within walking distance.

So, the body's on its way
to the mortuary,

the cases are in the lab,
pending evidence from that,

what we still haven't got is anything
to directly implicate Vicky Birkinshaw.

But both these blokes
are saying the same thing,

Vicky had nothing to do with it.

You really wanna believe that,
don't you?

Why are you so keen to believe
that she was involved, ma'am?

Because she's an evil bitch.

Who gives her daughter
to a paedophile for his birthday?

I know.

It's like finding out Father Christmas
doesn't exist, isn't it, Kevin?

And if she's not involved,
what's their motivation?

There is none.

They're enthralled by her,
they're obsessed with her,

same as you lot are,
that's why they're covering up for her.

What's happening with the girl?

Well, I've rung Social Services,
but she's 16.

She knew he was dead when she filled in
this "Missing from Home" form.

- Sorry, who did?
- RACHEL: Vicky.

Janice, the one that
reported him missing,

it just struck me as odd when I read it.

She knew he'd broke both his legs
three years ago in a car crash

in the "any injuries" section.

- Well, why's that odd?
- No, it isn't in itself.

But in the form that Vicky fills in,

she says her husband
has never had any serious injuries.

So?

So, if, in the future, a body turns up,

which, by that stage, was only
identifiable by skeletal remains,

and there's obvious scar tissue
from where the bones have healed,

and Vicky has put her husband
has never had any serious injuries,

well, we probably wouldn't think
to identify that body

as Gary Birkinshaw.

GILL: Do you think this is something

you might have shared
with the group earlier, Sherlock?

Well, I would have done,
but I've only just seen it.

So you think she genuinely thought
that far ahead?

Yeah, I do.

Clever bitch.

Her, not you.

Not that you aren't clever, obviously.

- Or a bitch.
- Yeah, keep digging, Scotty.

That's not enough,

with all the other circumstantial
we've got on her,

to charge her though, is it?

No, of course not,
but provable lies might be just enough

to fluster her into saying
something she regrets.

Yeah, it was a bad accident.

He was laid up for months.

And yet,
on the "Missing from Home" form,

which you signed,
you put, "No serious injuries."

So?

Well, why did you say that, Vicky,
when you knew it wasn't true?

He didn't have any serious injuries
when I reported him missing.

No, the form asks if the missing person
has ever suffered a serious injury.

I don't know.

I'd say I was upset.

I was flustered.

Must have misunderstood.

And how would you respond
if I said to you

that I think you knew
that he was already dead

when you reported him missing?

And that's why you gave us
misleading information,

to throw us off the trail
if we should find his decomposed body

at some point in the future?

I'd say I'm probably not as clever
as what you're giving me credit for.

In fact, Vicky,

and I know I've asked you this before,
but I'm gonna ask you again,

why did you report him missing at all?

When you believed he'd gone off
with another woman in Basingstoke?

You know what I'm thinking?

I'm thinking

if this is all you've got
to throw at me,

after three days,

you haven't got a tiny, single scrap
of proper evidence

to suggest that
I had anything to do with it.

And that is because

I didn't.

I'd had enough.

I felt under-appreciated at home and

I like Andy. He's...

He's got a bit of a thing about me.

You know that we trained together.

Well, we had a bit of a fling then.

But then I met Ade.

Weird thing is,

the other night,
when I was with Jeff, he's

he's jealous, Andy.

He was watching me.

- You don't want that.
- No, it's...

He wants me to move in with him.

And the girls.

Would you?

No.

I said I'd think about it, but I'm not.

I wouldn't do it to the girls.
I wouldn't do it to Ade.

Stupid, isn't it?

No, it's what makes you
one of the grown-ups.

Or someone who just can't take a risk.

That's a lot to gamble with.

My mum buggered off with someone
when I was a kid.

It did my head in for years.

What do you think?

He bled to death.

There are clear indications that
dismemberment began

while he was still alive.

Why would you start dismembering
someone before they're dead?

If you didn't know any better.
If you didn't know they weren't dead.

You'll soon find out when blood
starts spurting across the ceiling.

Yeah.

They must have spent a while
cleaning that warehouse,

it must have been covered.

(MOBILE PHONE RINGING)

Andy.

(ANDY TALKING OVER PHONE)

Lab results on the suitcases.
Ashad's prints, Reece's prints but...

Nothing off Vicky.

Andy, can you bail Myra Hindley?

Otherwise we'll be out of time
before we do get something on the bitch.

Yeah, thank you.

What are you gonna do?

Cry, vomit, resign, sulk.

Get pissed, shag someone, watch telly.

Come on, genius, think of something.

- Uh...
- I was talking to me-self.

Ah, sorry.

You are clever, I will give you that.

You might drive me round the bend
and up the wall now and again,

but you're not Kevin.

Wow, thanks, boss.

I'm not Kevin. I mean,
I really have arrived, haven't I?

What was it? That little twat
Luke Farrell, when you copped him.

- What about it?
- It struck me.

Could hear you and Kevin bitching
with each other about something.

- What, his watch?
-jewellery.

- Ring Janet. Now! Right now!
- What?

What am I saying?

It's the one thing
we nearly always overlook.

It might be something and nothing,
but did she have any jewellery on?

Who, Myra? Yeah.

Andy was getting all gooey over her
when she got booked in.

Andy was?

- Janet, boss wants you.
- Can you hear me, Janet?

- Yeah.
- If it's not too late,

get down to the custody office now

and don't Let Vicky Birkinshaw
take her jewellery home with her.

Bag it up.
I want it sent off to the lab.

If she was there that day
when they cut that body up,

there's a tiny chance
something's still got some blood on it.

I'm on it.

Hold on, I'm sorry, Mrs Birkinshaw.

I know that you've been released,

but our SIO wants to keep hold
of your jewellery for the time being.

I don't think so, love. Give that here.

You, get that off her!

It's mine, I've been released.

JANET: What's so interesting
about this then, Vicky?

Let's have a little look.

Ah-ha!

Better put her back in her box, boys,
until the boss gets back.

(MEN SHOUTING ON VIDEO)

GARY: (GRUNTING) Ge? him off of me!

Please, no more!

Is it true?

She's made the world's first, bona fide,
prosecutable snuff movie.

For God's sake, Ashad, finish him!

ANDY: So, is that her behind the camera?

Yeah.

(GARY SCREAMING)

Can you prove it?

Yeah.

How?

Silly bitch has filmed
her own reflection off a window.

Clear as a bell.

It's a wonder we stay sane
working with these buggers all day.

Who said you were sane, Gill?