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In remarkable condition

due to the fact that it
was an airtight drum.

So, very little decomposition.

Female.

I'd say two, possibly
three years old.

She was fully dressed, but the
clothes have gone to forensics.

The dress is hand-stitched,
hand-embroidered.

But this is interesting.

Embroidered into the
hem is a name... Belinda.

Eric Thornton. Patient
for only a short time.

Elliston Ward C.

Diagnosis...
Schizophreniform psychosis.

But when I knew him,

he benefited from the
medication prescribed.

Contrary to Littlewood.

He was a very disturbed
paranoid schizophrenic

with an antisocial
personality disorder.

You'd have known if any of
the patients had been pregnant?

There was a nurse.

Irish girl. Angela Gregory.

He's dead, my son.

They found him in
a squat in Brixton.

Mrs. Thornton, did your
son ever have a child?

A child? Eric?

No.

This is one of the
dolls that Eric broke.

But the one you're holding,

I embroidered her name onto the
hem of the dress you showed me.

Belinda.

How did you meet
him in the first place?

At the clinic.

We were being treated
at the same time.

- For what?
- Depression.

You better get to Eric and
tell him to keep his mouth shut.

I don't know where he is.

You don't know
where he is?! Find him!

Hello, Mother.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

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Best guess so far is the
victim died latish evening.

Looks like one deep
knife wound to the chest.

No weapon recovered yet.

Whoever did this would have
had a lot of blood on their clothes.

Lady bled to death.

Full postmortem being done

on Mrs. Thornton
tomorrow morning.

And that's your lot
for now. Get back to it.

Commander Blake?

Aaron Marsh, drug squad?

Please take a seat.

Your officers have stepped
into an undercover operation,

possibly blowing something
we've been working on for months.

You've lost me. Is this
something to do with my case?

I've no idea.

All I do know is I had a call
from my undercover officer

that you were making inquiries
at Camley Garden Design.

Let's just break this down.

We were trying
to trace a suspect

in connection with my case.

We've had the place under
surveillance for drug dealing,

specifically in large
quantities of skunk.

You questioned a Tony Lattice.

Yes.

In connection with a murder
suspect, Eric Thornton.

I'd no idea there was any
other ongoing investigation.

Well, there might not be now.

Is Tony Lattice
is a drug dealer?

Possibly.

He's part of a ring, and
we're working to pinpoint

where the skunk's being
grown and processed,

which is why we have

an undercover
officer working there.

How long have your
people been there?

Six weeks.

Six weeks.

So he'd have met Eric Thornton?

It's actually a she.

I have a two-year-old
child. Buried in an oil drum.

I'm so sorry if there's been
a lack of communication,

but my case takes precedence.

I'm now looking at
a second murder.

I didn't expect an apology,

but we do need to
cross-reference both inquiries.

Oh, you said it!

Especially if your people
have had my suspect

under bloody surveillance
while we've had to go to press

trying to get a trace on him!

And now he's out
there, God knows where,

without medication and
probably using drugs as well.

Thank you so very much!

Drug squad had our
suspect right under their noses

for the entire time you've
been searching for him.

And somebody's gonna
get a lot of flak for this,

and it's not gonna be me.

Heavy blood loss.

I'd say whoever
carried her up here

must have been covered in blood.

As you can see, the main
pooling is on the bed itself.

We have blood
splatterings all up the stairs

and drops, as you can
see, marked on the step.

From the distribution
of the blood,

your victim was
bleeding heavily.

Then here we see a swipe.

By the way, somebody's
tried to do a cleaning job...

Not very successfully.

Did our guys take
these floorboards up

when they searched the room?

No. That's how SOCOs
found them this morning.

Tony Lattice?

All right. Hold on.
All right. Hold on.

Ma'am, we have Eric
Thornton's father, John.

I've put him in one
of the interview rooms.

With me.

Oh, I hate it when
she does that.

Sorry to keep you waiting.

We had a serious development.

- About the death of my wife?
- No, actually.

It's possible your son may have
been working with drug dealers.

Has he recently asked
to borrow money?

Now, you obviously
suspect my son,

so whether or not he's
involved in this drug business

is surely secondary
to finding him.

I personally cannot
and do not believe

he'd ever hurt his mother.

And I've certainly
never had anything to do

with this tragic child.

Do you love your son?

Yes.

He's beloved by...

everyone, by us all.

Maybe... Ellen
loved him too much.

But when his illness
was diagnosed, it was...

heartbreaking.

Look, if you're trying to
get me on some tax evasion,

you can have my books.

What?

You drive a 1993 Land Rover.

Yeah. It's on the company books.

Paid cash for it four years ago.

You employ six
full-time workers.

No, three.

Rest are part-time,
cash-in-hand workers.

No tax, no insurance as they're
students and below threshold.

We're trying to trace a nurse
we believe became pregnant

during the time your
son was at Elliston.

Her name was Angela Gregory.

Never heard of her.

How long is it since
you saw your son?

Eight months. Maybe longer.

Thank you very much
for coming in to see us.

That's it? You want me to go?

Well, I'm not satisfied.
Not in any way.

There were other male
patients in that place.

Have you questioned them?

Unless you know the
whereabouts of your son...

Use me.

Get me to talk to the press.

M-Maybe Eric would listen to me.

I want to do something.

Well, you could give
us a DNA sample.

Odd.

He said maybe his
wife loved Eric too much.

How can you love
someone too much?

Don't know. What about
him talking to the press?

If he's prepared
to go on television,

you make sure it's
under our control.

You let the press
office handle it.

Look, I really don't know
why you've brought me in here

or what this is all about.

Maybe connected to that
prick Eric Thornton, yeah?

Well, look, I didn't know he
was a frigging space cadet.

So whatever he's done has
got nothing to do with me.

This property in Saint Lucia.

No comment.

A turbocharged Porsche.

No comment.

If you are part of
a drug ring, Tony,

which we believe you to be,

then if you would agree
to assist my inquiries...

No comment.

Considering our prisons

are overflowing with
illegal immigrants,

not to mention those released

who commit crimes as
soon as they're set free...

They're letting Tony Lattice
go. Apparently it's all our fault.

Have you heard this?

Yet they did nothing
to protect my wife.

She was left alone,

as we have been
throughout my son's illness...

This should never have been
allowed to go out unmonitored.

You told me to let the
press office handle it.

I thought I could trust
you to take care of it.

Obviously not.

Yet time and time
again he's been released

because he's deemed
to be a low risk.

So I am begging
Eric to make contact

either with me or the police.

Eric, if... if you're
out there listening...

get in touch.

Eric, I've run out of money.

I tried a cashpoint
for your allowance,

but it wouldn't pay out.

And we have to pay for the rent.

Eric?

Have to pay for the rent.

Eric, please pay attention.

I tried your card again,
but it won't pay out.

Can you call Sasha?

Sasha.

- Eric!
- Let go!

No.

No. She'll just call
the police again.

I'll make you something to eat.

Did you have a bath?

Have a bath.

I am begging Eric to
make contact with me.

Eric?

Don't say that! You're stupid.

Eric? I want you to take these.

There's a girl phoned Paddington

with the address of a
bed-sit in Bayswater.

Just spoken to the landlord.

He's confirmed there's a
young couple staying there.

- Are they still there?
- As far as we know.

Bring them in.

This is the police!
Open the door, please!

Police! Open the door!

Right. Open up.

Eric?

Eric Thornton?

Stay where you
are, son. Don't move.

Eric...

I'm a police officer.

Eric, I warned you about
this, and you didn't listen.

You have to listen
to what I'm saying.

Just ease yourself off the bed.
Keep your hands in front of you.

That's it.

I've just got the lab results
on Mrs. Littlewood's DNA test.

The child was not
Eric Thornton's.

Looks like the father
was John Littlewood.

We're now trying to track
down via births, deaths,

any record of a child with the
surname Littlewood or Gregory.

That's here in the
UK and in Ireland.

If the child was hers,

Angela might even be
involved in her death.

Well, that takes the heat
off Eric Thornton, doesn't it?

No way!

We know the child's dress
belonged to Thornton's sister.

And now with the murder
of Mrs. Ellen Thornton,

his connection
with both is obvious.

Forensic said whoever
killed Mrs. Thornton

would have been
covered in blood.

Here.

They found no blood on
Eric Thornton's clothes.

He was wearing the same
clothes from when he saw his sister,

and that was before Mrs.
Thornton was murdered.

I don't give a damn
what the report says.

I'm telling you Eric
Thornton's involved.

Eric.

Eric?

They've allowed me
to come and see you.

They're going to get you
your proper medication.

Understand me?

They need to talk to you.

Where's Louise?

I don't know.

But I have got a solicitor
to come in and talk to you

as soon as he gets here.

Peter.

Peter Cleeves.

Why?

They will need to ask you
some very serious questions.

Please don't let
them section me.

I've got a job now.

And Louise and I are in love.

Where is she? Is she
here? I need to speak to her.

Do you know how
long I'll have to be here?

I have to explain
things to Tony.

I've got a job there.
It's four days a week.

Have you got my phone?

Eric, whatever you've done,
I'm going to stand by you.

Do you understand?

I'm here for you.

Why am I here?

Eric?!

Oh, my God, Eric!
What have you done?!

- Stop it! Stop it!
- What have you done, Eric?!

Of course I did it,
you stupid bitches!

- Eric! Eric!
- Stop it!

- Just keep strong.
- Yes.

Take things as they come.

Have you, um...

Have you got the
keys to her car?

It's Mummy's car.

Yes, but she... can't
use it now, can she?

They've arrested him.
It was on the news.

Well, it's a relief.

I've been frightened
to leave the house.

Are you staying up here?

Uh, yes. For as
long as necessary.

Where are you staying?

With friends.

We must also sort out

what we're gonna do
with your mother's house.

We're selling it.

We just have to sort
out about all the furniture.

There's not much of value left.

All her jewelry's
pretty much gone,

and we all know who took that.

- Oh, please don't start!
- He was your son.

You should have taken
more responsibility.

You left it all to Mother!

We are not here
to apportion blame.

And if you think I don't feel
guilty about what happened,

you're mistaken.

Yes, he's my son.

But Ellen... doted on him.

And he killed her.

All the years of caring for
him, and he did that to her.

He took my dolls' clothes.

You know the police
made me identify them?

They were found
on that dead child.

Stop it! Stop it! Please!

I didn't start it!

I've got a copy of the
will. Have you read it?

No.

And right now it's the
last thing I'm interested in.

Oh.

Sasha, can we, uh, get
some clean clothes for Eric?

Oh, now you are taking
care of him, are you?

Because he's crazy,
you'll handle his share.

Stop it, Judy! This
is just hideous.

- And it's not the right time!
- Isn't it?

Well, when is the right
time? Because I will fight this.

And maybe Mummy didn't want
to use your friend Peter Cleeves.

Maybe she went to
a different solicitor

to get a new will made...
One that cuts them both out.

You were always
a nasty little bitch.

This is typical.

Ellen isn't even in her grave,

and here you are picking
over her will and her belongings.

You persuaded her to
give Eric an allowance.

We never had one!

Maybe she loved him more.

Eric, I'm asking you if
you recognize this dress.

Will you please look
at the photograph?

Try to concentrate.

Yes. It belonged to my sister.

She used to put real
baby clothes on her dolls.

This is important, Eric.

This little girl was
found wearing this dress.

Can you look at the
photograph, please?

Is it one of Judy's dolls?

No. She's a real child.

Her body was found in the
grounds of Elliston Hospital.

Will you look at these
photographs, please?

You were a patient there, Eric.

Say something that
will get you into trouble.

You did nothing wrong.
Don't say that! You're stupid.

Just stay calm. Don't
repeat everything.

Why are you
repeating everything?

You see, Eric?

- Look at me.
- Eric?

You were a patient
there, Eric. Is that correct?

Yes. A long time ago. I
don't remember when, but...

I was there two or three times.

Yes, Eric, you were there.

It was in July 1997
and again in April 2001.

Don't say that! You're
stupid. Just stay calm.

Now, Eric, can you explain...

Try to explain to me...

How this little girl
came to be wearing

one of your sister's
doll's dresses?

Someone must have put it on her.

But I-I... I don't
understand. Is...

Is she real?

Yes. She is real.

But now she's dead.

He knew who you were.

We visited your room
in the loft conversion.

We found many
books on devil worship.

Various dead animals.

Weapons.

I can't go home anymore.
Mother won't let me stay.

Why is that Eric?

He knew who you were.
He knew who you were.

Shh! Eric, stay quiet!

We had an argument
because of John...

Get out!

And she said I'd
stolen her jewelry.

So where have you been staying?

With Louise.

We love each other.

Just a minute, Eric.
You mentioned John.

Is that your father John?

No. N-No, it's another John.

I haven't seen him
for a long, long time.

He came home with me.

Can you remember when this was?

You did nothing wrong.

Don't say that! You're
stupid. Just stay calm.

No, I'm sorry.

I-I can't remember,
but it wasn't me.

I didn't take Mother's jewelry.

But then she was
upset about the money,

so we had a big argument and
she told me to leave the house.

This friend of yours... the
one you said was called John...

Was he at Elliston?

Nothing wrong. Don't
say that! You're stupid.

Eric, was he at Elliston?

Was he at Elliston?

Eric, do you remember a
nurse named Angela Gregory?

- What have you done?!
- Look at me, please, Eric.

I'm asking you to remember

a nurse by the name
of Angela Gregory.

- You stupid bitches!
- Eric?

Eric, can you look
at me, please?

- Eric?! Eric?!
- Eric?

Open the door!

Eric? Eric?

I think my client needs a break.

According to Judy, Ellen was
thinking of making another will.

Did she mention it to you?

No, she didn't.

But she knew we
were still friends.

Do you think she would
have got another solicitor?

Not as far as I know.

Well, that's a relief.

I don't know whether
he's just acting dumb

or whether he really is.

All I do know is we're not
getting anywhere with him.

I disagree.

John Littlewood was
at Elliston Hospital

the same time as Eric
Thornton... April 2001.

Yes, but Littlewood's
dead, isn't he?

Yes, I know that.

Doesn't mean he wasn't
involved with the dead girl.

We know he was the father.

Eric might not have
any connection.

If Littlewood was the
John at the Thornton house,

then maybe he
took the doll's dress.

Ma'am, I've got something.

Unidentified couple found dead.

It's the date.

Description fits
John Littlewood.

And the woman could
be Angela Gregory.

Chase up the
neuropathologist on that.

We have to find the cause
of that little girl's death.

And get a thorough search
done on Louise Parker's place.

Especially anything
belonging to Eric Thornton.

Okay?

I need to know the exact date

Eric had the argument
with your mother.

Well, Mummy and I went to
Capri for a two-week break.

That was July 2002.

I was getting married in August.

We got back quite late at night.

Oh, no, wait a minute.

I went from the airport
to stay at my husband's.

Well, he was my fiancé then.

Mummy went home.

The next morning she
called in a terrible state.

I came over here.

They'd turned the
house into a pigsty.

Mummy had a big
bruise on her face,

and she said that Eric
had taken a lot of jewelry.

This was when my
dolls were damaged too.

We had to call the police.

Just go back over that.

You said "they'd"? Was
there someone else there?

Yes.

Eric had let some
awful friend stay.

And money was missing too.

Eric blamed the
friend, of course.

After that, Sasha and
I persuaded Mummy

to change all the locks.

Did you ever seen this
man at your mother's house?

No.

Have a look in the greenhouses.

I'm gonna take a
look 'round the back.

Ma'am, it's Doug.

He's at the garden place.

- Yeah?
- He's found a knife.

The murder weapon?

This belongs to
my brother-in-law.

Michael plays rugby.

He's a lot wider than I am.

Can I see my dad?

Eric...

Do you know the
man in the photograph?

Yes, I-I know him,

but I haven't
seen him since I...

Since that time I told
you about with Mother.

It's important you
remember when that was.

She didn't know
he was in the house.

We came in the back way.

When was this?

When was this, Eric?

Eric?

When was this?

When I had that
argument with Mother.

He took my bank card.
He... He got me into trouble.

Don't lie!

Don't come near me!

I'm serious. I'm
calling the police.

No, Mother.
Please don't do that.

- Please, don't...
- Then get out!

No!

Look what you've done.

Don't call the police,
Mummy, please.

They'll send me away.

She wouldn't listen.

She was in quite a temper.

I knew she wouldn't
leave me anyway.

He went into my
sister's bedroom.

Aah!

Aah!

Aaah!

Of course she... she blamed me.

But with both of
them shouting at me

and telling me what I'd done,
I just got angry back at them.

I just hated it when
they shouted at me.

Oh, my God, Eric!
What have you done?!

- Stop it!
- What have you done, Eric?!

- Eric!
- Eric!

Of course I did it,
you stupid bitches!

- Eric!
- Eric!

- Stop it!
- Eric!

Aah!

Then I was taken to
Tooting in a police car.

It's a horrible place. I
was there for a long time.

She even changed the
locks so I couldn't get back in.

But you did get in, didn't you?

You went home.

Eric, open the door.

Open the door now, please!

- Eric, look at me.
- Eric! Eric, open the door!

Open the door! Eric!

- Eric?
- Eric, please, open the door!

Open the door!

Eric!

We need to ask you some
questions about your mother.

Do you understand
you've been arrested

on suspicion of her murder?

Be very careful
what you're saying.

They're all against
you. Mother! Money!

Shush!

Just smile. They won't know.

Eric?

- Stop it!
- What have you done, Eric?!

Stop it!

Get a doctor in
here quick, please.

I know he's involved.

Well, we know he
didn't kill the little girl.

Nobody did.

Her name was Caitlin Littlewood.
She died of meningitis, age two.

Meningitis?

Alison tracked down a hospital.

The body was released
to the father for burial.

John Littlewood. And the
mother, Angela Gregory.

Take a look at the address.

It's the squat we
discovered the two bodies in.

Crack and heroin overdose.

The death of the child
also coincides with the time

we think John Littlewood
was at Eric Thornton's house.

Now, here's the key thing...

John Littlewood died
of a drug overdose

two weeks after Caitlin's
body was released.

We have the death certificate.

It took six months to
track down his mother

for her to identify him.

But nobody ever came forward

to claim the body of the
woman found with him.

No identification
papers. Nothing.

It has to be Angela Gregory.

We're checking with Ireland
to see if there are any relatives

we can get DNA from to confirm.

Are you telling me they
took their child's body,

stuffed it in an oil drum
and hammered the lid down?

Who knows if it was the pair
of them or just Littlewood?

Maybe they wanted to die.

You said, "How can you
love someone too much?"

This was also
taken at the scene.

A crucifix.

About the same size as the
one used to brand Caitlin's body.

And the dates match the
Thorntons' return from Capri?

When they found
the damaged dolls?

Yes.

You okay?

I'm sorry I've been so...

This child, uh...

She's haunted us all, ma'am.

Looks like Eric
Thornton's in the clear.

Maybe for Caitlin.

But we still don't know
who killed Mrs. Thornton.

Well, forensics are
testing the knife now.

Eric, how did you
get into the house

the night your mother died?

I would go in and
out all the time.

She never knew.

It was the perfect hiding place.

Where?

My loft bedroom.

There was a balcony at the back,

and I used to climb up
and get through the window.

Is that how you got in
on the 20th of January,

the night of your
mother's death?

I had keys.

I-I needed a bath.

Was this the 20th of January?

The last time I was there
was the last time I saw her.

I don't remember the date.

She used to play
bridge every Thursday.

She used to play
bridge every Thursday,

and she came in one time,
but I didn't hear her because...

I was playing the piano.

She really freaked me out.

Hello, Mother.

She'd had a few drinks.

And I asked her if I
could have a bath.

And she said, "Of course.
You know where it is."

And of course I did
know where it was,

but I didn't really
need to have the bath.

I just said it to distract her,

but I didn't need
to have a bath.

To distract her?

Was there someone
else in the house?

Open the door! Hurry!

Eric?

Who else was in the house?

I didn't want to
get him into trouble.

Mm, he said he was in trouble.

He said that the
police were onto him,

that he couldn't
hide it at work.

So, I mean, he was my friend.

He gave me a job.

Did Tony Lattice
hide drugs in your loft?

Not drugs.

It was money.

Was it stashed
under the floorboards?

Eric?

Eric?

Eric...

Did Tony Lattice
attack your mother?

Who are you?

How did get in here?

Hey, hey. Come here.
Come here! Come here!

Eric, open the door!

Open the door!
Hurry! Open the door!

Eric!

You sure this is right?

The prints on the knife
are a match for Tony Lattice.

Eric Thornton's
fingerprints aren't on there.

Just Lattice's.

Mr. Thornton, I am
releasing you from custody.

I will be coming home with you?

To live with you?

Yes.

You've been released.

But it's not over yet, Eric.

I've got something for you.

At Mother's house. It's
something very important.

Have you?

Well, we'll drive there first.

Are you gonna
tell me what it is?

Secret.

Got a call from drug squad.

They're at the garden place.

Have they got Tony Lattice?

Eric?

Eric, we have to go.

It's a long drive.

Come up here.

It's up here.

We have to go.

This is for you.

I found it.

It's Mother's new will.

Found it in the bedroom.

Did you... Did you read it?

Yes, of course I did.
That's why I hid it.

I knew you wouldn't
want it found.

I'm not stupid.

We never saw this, did we, Eric?

Shut up! Come here. Come here.

Be quiet! Quiet!

Shut up! Eric.

Shut up!

Eric!

Well, don't just
fucking stand there!

- Do something!
- No!

I'm calling the police!

Eric! Jesus!

- Come here!
- No!

- Come here!
- No!

- Open the door!
- No!

- Open the door!
- No!

- Give me that phone!
- No!

Give me the phone.

Now! Put it down!

Don't move. Don't move!

Eric, get down here now!

Eric!

Don't move!

Oh!

Eric! Eric!

Get away from that
door. Come here.

Don't move!

Eric, help me!

- Shut your mother up!
- Help me!

For God's sake, shut her up!

Quiet!

Eric, please help! Eric!

Eric! Eric!

God, Eric!

Be quiet! Shut up!

Stop shouting! Mother! Shut up!

Just be quiet!
Don't shout at me!

- Eric!
- Eric!

- Eric!
- Stop it, Eric!

- Eric!
- Eric!

Stop it! Stop it!

Aah!

I'm in terrible pain.

I can't stand when
you shout at me.

Aah!

Eric?

Dad?

Yes?

Nothing.

Very clean hit.

One bullet to the
back of his head.

There's a few hundred
pounds beneath his body,

but I'd say there had
to have been a lot more.

Whoever he was working for

must have got to him
before he could do a runner.

So this was all about money?

This was all a fiasco.

Great work, Commander.

Your prime suspect is
innocent, his mother's dead,

and my investigation
is completely buggered.

We never got to who
Lattice was working for.

Probably never will.

Perhaps if you hadn't
gone in all guns blazing.

I had a possible
child killer out there.

But she died of natural
causes, didn't she?

And you can't blame
this on Eric Thornton.

He was in your custody.

I'm aware of that.

But you have blood on your
hands, Commander Blake.

That was out of order.

True, though.

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