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Enough.

Get out of the way.

Get off!

Aah!

Leave me alone!

You're a thief and a liar!

Mum, where are you?

Where are you?

Mum?

Ah, Clare. I was... I was just leaving.

I got these for you, as I knew the baby must be almost due.

I didn't buy clothes, just a mobile and a teddy bear.

Doug.

Putney. Something about Brian Hall.

Commander Blake, this is D.S. Matt Newton,

and you know D.C. Marian Randall over there.

Yeah?

Shit.

Nice to be working under you, ma'am.

When did it happen?

Adorable.

- That's lovely. - A teddy bear.

No, listen, just give me the number,

and I'll get back to you.

Uh-huh.

Clare, can I have a word?

You remember Brian Hall, my D.S. before Matt here?

- Yes, of course. - Oh, I'm meant to be with Zoe.

Uh, Marian, can you give the wife a call

and tell her I'm on the way?

Well, he had a few problems, slap on the wrist,

a few internal misconduct issues as well.

Drink. I know. What's happened?

Well, I haven't got the full story,

but it seems he's in a pack of trouble.

Is he still suspended?

Yeah, yeah, but there's been an incident at his mother's.

Doug, Zoe's mobile's off.

Zoe, I've been waiting for you.

I don't like going in on me own.

Oh, sorry. Let me help.

Thanks.

Here. I wanted to show you this. Picture of my scan.

Aw. Do you know what you're having, a boy or a girl?

Yeah, but Doug doesn't know, and if he doesn't get here today...

Oh, thank you. Have you had yours?

Yeah, I've got mine.

Oh, Jerry, you made it!

That's nice. He must have got leave.

I'll be bloody leaving Doug if he doesn't show.

He's not been to one... Not one single class.

Oh, it's good see you!

He was too drunk to be interviewed.

But it's not looking very good, you know.

She was found bludgeoned to death.

Christ, he isn't capable of doing something like that.

Killing his own mother. I can't believe it.

I mean, I know he's had his problems.

He was always in the betting office.

Oh, shit. I'm not gonna make it.

Me mum was gonna come with me,

but she was that pissed out of her head

this morning when I left.

Oh, I couldn't be doing

with getting into another slanging match with her.

And, partners, use your hands to give support to the back.

Gently stroke up either side of the spine.

Down the sides of the back.

To the top of the buttocks.

And back up.

And relax.

Oh, that's lovely, that.

Do you want to, um, give Zoe a go?

I've asked you here, Clare,

because I'm concerned about this awful business with D.S...

Detective Sergeant Brian Hall.

I don't have all the details.

Whatever the circumstances,

he's still a serving officer with the Met.

Yes, he is, albeit under suspension.

He could be a magnet for bad press.

I want you to oversee the situation personally.

We've had enough attacks from the media

regarding officers being given preferential treatment.

Well, as I said, I don't have all the facts

regarding D.S. Hall's involvement

with his mother's death.

Then get them, and put this to bed

as quietly and as swiftly as possible.

So you want me to handle it?

Clare, I want you to oversee the investigation full stop.

Full stop.

It's kicking. I'm kicking, I'm kicking.

Well, now you know how I feel!

- It's unbelievably heavy. - Isn't it, though?

There's no point in giving me one of them.

I haven't got a fella, never mind a husband.

I hate this.

I hate it.

I can't wait for it to be over.

What about the father?

I hate him, too.

He doesn't know, and even if he did, he wouldn't give a shit,

'cause he's already got two kids.

But your mum will take care of you, won't she?

Yeah.

I'm very happy.

Okay.

Ma'am.

He probably picked up the poker from the fireplace,

and he may have used both hands,

or maybe just a strong right-handed movement,

taking a great swing across...

What have we got that's fact?

The blood distribution and injuries suggest

she was struck once whilst standing up about here.

Objects knocked off the mantelpiece, and then she fell.

See the low-level-impact splatter on the wall

and cabinet?

She was on the ground when she was struck again.

So he'll have a lot of blood on his clothes?

Possible, but there are always exceptions to the rules.

It's likely there is blood on your attacker's shoes, though.

Clear marks here.

And we have two more fainter ones.

Get your suspect's footwear to us, and we can make comparisons.

And what's that mark on number four?

They don't appear to be footwear marks.

Under light source, they look like faint hand marks in blood.

It could be your man was crawling around

on his hands and knees.

Do we have a time frame?

Ah. Did you know about the clock?

Smashed. Stopped at 6:30.

It may not be relevant to the time of the assault,

but, uh, once the postmortem is completed, we'll know more.

Oh! Oh, I'm sorry, darling.

- Something turned up. - Well, you didn't.

I told you, didn't I?

I told you how much this meant to me!

You won't believe what's happened.

I don't want to know.

Zoe, I'm missing a padding. Did you put yours back?

I told you, didn't I?

I said to you, "Don't come in a patrol car."

Yeah, well, I wanted to get here as fast as I could.

Well, I'm glad you didn't make it.

I haven't told no one about you being a copper.

Why not?

Oh, come on!

One of them in the group, she's done time.

I don't want people knowing my business, Doug.

I'm sorry, sweetheart. I really am.

What's that?

Have you been shopping?

Oh, this is lovely.

Oh, Dougie, I was beginning to think

that you didn't give a toss, but...

Oh, Dougie!

Oh, there's some beautiful things.

Yeah, well, uh, I thought you'd like them.

The woman next door?

She's been in and out,

but I've not taken a statement from her as yet.

Well, as they're still busy inside,

I think I'll go and have a word with her.

Can I get you a cup of tea, officer?

That's very kind of you, but, no, thank you.

Yeah, I'd love a...

No. I'm fine, thanks.

I couldn't help but hear him shouting.

I'll smash it in!

And then he was kicking the door,

wanting his mother to open it.

What time was this?

Oh, after 6:00.

And you called the police?

Yes.

She was scared of him when he was like that.

And when... when I saw what he'd done to the door

and heard her s-screaming...

I have known her for 25 years.

She was a lovely person, so friendly and kind.

She worshipped him.

But you just said she was scared of him.

W-When he was drunk.

Been a terrible trouble for her.

And being her only son...

We will need to take a full witness statement, Mrs...

- Sutton. - Sutton.

I'm a widow like poor Joan.

My husband died 10 years ago,

and Joan lost hers six, maybe seven years ago.

You went into the house?

Can you take us through what happened?

She was lying on the floor.

B-Blood everywhere, and...

he... he was standing with the poker in his hand.

Thank you very much, Mrs. Sutton.

I appreciate you talking to us.

Do you want to take me to the police station?

Not for now, no.

We'll get someone in to take a full statement.

Here we are.

Right. Um...

Do you want anything to eat?

No. My legs are all swollen.

Oh, it just kicked. Feel it, Doug.

No, I'll just get a sandwich, eh?

Doug, sometimes I feel like you really don't want to know.

You've got to, Doug. I can't do this on my own.

You don't even want to feel it kicking.

Let me just get something to eat.

I'll have to get back to you, Doug.

No, I can't talk right now.

No, I haven't, because they're waiting for him to sober up.

I'm still at the house. Okay. Bye.

Was this back door open?

Yep.

Local boys arrived,

and, uh, according to them, he didn't resist arrest.

He was so pissed, he could hardly talk.

Mrs. Sutton said he had the poker in his hand.

Yeah. He dropped it.

Front door, just there.

So we got a clear footprint in the blood there

and then more half prints towards the back door.

So we need that comparison with Brian Hall's footwear

as soon as possible.

I'm going out. I won't be long.

Where?

Case I'm on... moral support.

Terrific.

Yeah, I won't disturb you.

I'll, uh, I'll sleep on the spare bed.

Yeah, you do that.

And when you pass the nursery,

you have a look at how much moral support's needed there.

You do want this baby, Doug?

I never wanted it.

We were going through a bad patch when she got pregnant.

We even talked about splitting up.

Well, you didn't, and now she's pregnant.

And I'll deal with it, but it's my business how I do.

Now, can we go and see what we can do for Brian?

Who is it?

It's me... Shena. Can I come in?

Oh, my God. What's happened to you?

I'm scared he's gonna hurt himself.

I'm not going in there. He's like a caged animal.

Jesus God. Where's the bloody FME?

Never mind that. Open the door.

Shall I get the keys?

I'm not going back there, Zoe.

You can stay here with us.

Well, until... When's your due date?

Next week. When's yours?

Do you want a drink?

Same. No.

You shouldn't be drinking, Shena.

Oh, it's only cider.

It's like apple juice.

Come on. Have one with me.

Or won't your fella approve?

The way he's behaving, I think he's in some kind of denial.

Calm down, mate. It's Doug. Come on.

So, do you still have sex?

No. I think he thinks if he does, he'll squash it.

He's not touched me for months.

Well, just do it doggy-style.

That's what just created the scene at home.

Oh, it's a long story,

but me stepdad is 12 years younger than me mum,

and he and I... mm-mm.

Your stepdad?

He's never been one to me or Sharon.

That's me sister.

He's been feeling me up since she brought him home.

Anyways, me mum comes home,

catches us at it, and whacks me one.

I said to her... I said, "It's a bit late for that now.

You should have kept him off me years ago."

Is he the father?

Christ, no. No, it's some other fella.

I told you, but he doesn't know.

Zoe.

Zoe.

Zoe.

Zoe.

- What's going on? - Oh, don't start.

Got a terrible headache. Can you get us a coffee?

Were you drinking last night?

Who's she?

Girl from the maternity class.

Don't wake her.

Where's me slippers, Doug?

My ankles are so swollen.

Even my nose feels swollen.

Doug?

I was trying to talk to you, Doug.

This is stale.

Oh, well, excuse me for not rushing off

to the nearest Tesco's.

Do you want an egg?

I want some affection, Doug. That's what I want.

But you're acting like I disgust you or something.

Well, I'm sorry. I had a bad night.

I didn't want to disturb you.

Thank God.

If I'd have got into bed with you two,

I'd have had a heart attack.

Well, you just might be seeing more of her,

'cause she's got no other place to go.

I don't want to know, Zoe.

She's got nowhere to live, Doug.

And we've got no room, apart from a nursery.

You're gonna have a baby, Zoe.

Oh, really? Oh, you noticed, did you?

I think me waters have broke.

I'm soaking wet.

Doug will drive you to the hospital, won't you, Doug?

I'm scared, Zoe.

They're keeping him in hospital for observation,

but nobody as yet has, uh, been able to make

any sense out of him.

- He's still got the DTs. - Oh, terrific.

I've had a bloody awful morning down at the maternity unit.

Zoe?

No, some friend she's picked up at these bloody classes.

Nightmare.

Apparently they waded through a flagon of cider last night.

That could do it.

Or they say a big curry brings them on.

My wife had our first after a plate of lamb vindaloo.

Contractions only lasted a couple hours.

Is there anything you're not an expert on?

Do you want to come into my office?

Give him a break. It's his first case.

He's just keen to impress.

They're sending over a solicitor.

But the reality is, unless there's some other evidence

to disprove he killed Mrs. Hall, then that is it.

Nah. I don't believe it.

CPS think they've already got enough to charge him,

so the interview is largely a formality.

Oh, my God. I've known him for years.

I've never seen him aggressive, let alone violent.

He was pretty violent last night.

You've also got a woman with her head caved in, Doug.

If he did kill her, he's going to have to pay the price,

drunk or not.

He may get manslaughter or diminished responsibility.

- Oh, what a mess. - Yes, it is.

And we can't be seen to be doing Brian any favors.

Clare, I can't just give up and walk away.

Well, you might have to.

Have you applied for paternity leave?

No.

I don't want it.

And I don't need it either.

He was a good D.S.

I don't know what set him off destroying himself.

Probably a woman.

I never went out with him socially, bar the odd pint.

Maybe you never knew him, Doug.

Hmm.

You ever wanted any children?

Yeah, I would have liked.

But the time and the partner was never right, so...

Then one day you wake up and know there'll never be any.

Uh, neighbor to the left is Edna Sutton.

She was the woman who called the police.

She doesn't miss much. Good morning.

Ma'am.

As you can see, the front door has been forced, glass broken,

and this door here is leading through to the living room,

where her body was found.

Neighbor heard Brian kicking the door in.

Came in and saw him.

So he hits her over the head with the poker

and then steps over her into her blood.

I need some air.

I find this all hard to take, you know.

Mrs. Sutton?

I was going to ask if you wanted a cup of tea.

I've been ferrying teapots back and forth to the officers.

I see you've got your own back entrance through the fence here.

Well, we saw each other every day... or most days.

She was my best friend.

How is he... Brian?

Not too well.

So you knew Mrs. Hall very well, then?

I-I-I did.

She was a lovely person.

I can't quite believe what happened.

Nor can I.

Zoe?

My money's gone. I've been robbed, Doug!

Yeah. Just stay where you are.

I'll be there. Yeah. N-No. Just...

Yeah, I-I said I'll be there!

Thanks, Mrs. Sutton.

So embarrassing standing at the checkout

and not having the money to pay.

They'd packed all my shopping.

There's a taxi, love.

I know I had the money. I had a £50 and a £20 note.

She's nicked it.

You'll probably find it at home.

The little bloody cow! It was in my purse.

What's with you, Doug? Don't you believe me?

No, I do believe you. Let's just, uh...

Let's just hope you find it.

Okay.

Okay. In you get.

All right. I'll see you later.

Aren't you coming with me?

Zoe, I'm at work,

and I got Commander Blake waiting for me at the station!

Oh, well, don't, for God's sake, keep Commander Blake waiting!

Sorry.

Brian Hall's clothes.

Heavily bloodstained shoes, jacket, trousers, shirt.

We're still waiting for DNA.

What about the poker?

Checking the prints on that.

You seen these?

Betting slips.

Mm, and from the day of the murder.

Let's get on to the betting shop.

Ma'am, you asked me to do some checking up on Mrs. Hall's area.

The Safer Neighbourhood team said there's been a number

of burglaries in the area with similar M.O.,

quite a spate of them.

They reckon they're targeting elderly women living alone.

Have you got the details?

Do you want me to check them out?

Yes. That would be a good idea.

Will you keep an eye on him, please?

Are you starting to think someone else might have done it?

To be honest, no, but we have to check out every possibility.

D.C.I. Doug James. Just came by to check up on him.

Hiya, mate.

It's Doug.

You got yourself in a bad way, didn't you?

It's all right. It's okay.

Just take it easy.

Just breathe steady.

That's it.

I'm trying to fathom it all out.

What about your mother?

You gonna talk to me about her?

I fucking hate her.

Hm.

That's not really

what I want to be hearing right now, Brian.

Do you remember any of it?

Was there an argument?

Always.

Is that why you did it?

What did I do?

- Oh, hi, Zoe. - Hi.

- Have you come to see Shena? - Yes.

It's a boy... 8 pounds, 4 ounces.

I've just been to the shop 'cause she wanted some Lucozade.

Me and Doug brought her in this morning.

- Is she okay? - Oh, she's fine, yeah.

That's youth for you.

Baby's got a bit of jaundice,

so won't be out for a couple of days.

- How are you? - Ooh, tired.

Jerry got called back to base, so I've been on my own.

But he'll be back for the birth.

And as soon as the baby's born, we're getting married.

I'd love for you to be there.

Thank you.

She's just in a bed on the end.

When are you due?

Are you having it here?

No, at home. That's why Jerry's got leave.

Oh, at home. I'd have liked that.

I'm having mine here.

I was only in labor for five hours,

and I'm telling you, it was terrible.

Agony. Oh.

I screamed the place down, didn't I, Mum?

Yeah. Nearly yanked me arm out of its socket.

Yelled her head off at the first contraction.

And the language! Phew!

He's got a bit of jaundice.

That's why he's not with me.

Aw, and he's dead big, isn't he?

And he's got all this hair.

There you go.

Aw, thanks. I got her Coca-Cola.

Shena, last night when you come 'round, did you see any money?

Only when I went to do a shop and opened my purse, it...

What are you saying?

Well, it was in my purse, Shena.

What are you saying?

Are you saying she's took it?

Look, I haven't touched your bag.

There was no one else around, Shena, and 70 quid's missing.

I think I'd better go.

Yeah. Why don't you piss off?

You trying to tell me she's nicked your fucking money?

What do you think she is?

And what do you think you are,

coming here when she's just had a baby,

making accusations like that?

You should be ashamed of yourself, love.

- Uh, can you keep it down? - Whatever.

Zoe, I'm going. Do you want to come with me?

If you wasn't pregnant, I'd knock you off your feet.

Well, you didn't have that problem

when you slapped her around last night, did you?

You what?

Look, I just want the truth, all right?

In fact, better still, give me back the money.

I know she took it, 'cause there was no one else there.

- Mum, leave her, will ya? - Who do you think you are,

coming in here, making accusations?

Why don't you piss off? Come on.

This is no place for a shouting match.

Oh, hi.

Mrs. James. Zoe James. Where is she?

Oh, yes. She's through there.

Right. Thanks.

Hi. Right, what's happened?

Oh, Doug, I'm sorry, but she hit me first!

Who hit you?

Get off!

I'm not responsible

for any bleedin' damage in this hospital!

My daughter's just had a baby, and that woman...

- Calm down! - Get off!

That woman just attacked me!

I want a word with you.

That's my wife in there with a bruised face.

Oh, is she?

Well, she'd accused my daughter in there... get off!

Of nicking money out of her purse,

came in here making threats,

and then smashed into the ward trolley!

Is this true?

You calling me a liar?

Ask the nurse! She'll tell you!

Dragged the curtain down and kicked me!

Shut up!

Who the fuck are you, telling me to shut up?!

I'm her husband, so stop mouthing off at me!

And I've just come here to sort this out and take my wife home!

And if you hadn't noticed, she's pregnant!

My daughter's just had a baby!

And your wife is itching for a fight!

She started it!

And I'm finishing it!

Now, get her out of my face! I'll pay for any damages.

That's big of you, isn't it?

I could bring charges against you, you know.

I wouldn't argue with me, love.

I can have you arrested for assault!

Now, go away before you make me really angry!

Dickhead.

She really needs to go home. She's very distressed.

And I'm really quite concerned about her.

Would you like me to stay with her?

No. I'm here.

Thank you very much.

- Oh, okay. - Thanks.

Thanks, Fiona.

All right?

Oh, dear.

Apparently Zoe started some sort of a fight.

What, in the maternity ward?

Yeah. Proper fisticuffs.

Is Doug in?

Hm, don't know. You hear about what happened?

What?

His wife had some kind of altercation at the hospital

on the maternity wing.

- An altercation? - Yeah.

Some woman Zoe knew attacked her.

And, well, you know how their hormones

are all over the place when they're pregnant.

Turned into a wrestling match.

Thank you, Matt.

When I want you to elaborate on my business, I'll let you know.

In the meantime, get these CPS requests sorted.

Come into my office?

Marian, coffee.

Anyway, I've taken her home.

She's got a shiner and a few bruises.

I'll have to cough up for any damages.

- Any news from the lab? - Yes.

I got a call to say Mrs. Hall's blood

has been found on Brian's clothes.

The prints on the poker belong to him.

They haven't done a profile from the blood on the poker,

but I'm expecting it to be a mixture of his and his mother's.

Has he been discharged from the hospital yet?

No. He's still suffering from acute alcohol poisoning.

Look, I took these.

Well, I-I booked them out of the exhibit store.

They're the keys to his flat.

You said you knew his address.

Oh, yeah, yeah. Of course.

Ma'am, here's the file on the Putney burglaries.

It's all small-time stuff.

It's looking like a waste of time.

I'll be the judge of that. Thank you.

We need to search his flat before he's interviewed.

His defense will scrutinize everything, as will the press.

He's a serving officer.

The hospital administration department

just called about the damages.

Do you want the invoice sent here or to your home?

How much is it?

£350.

Christ.

Only Zoe could team up with a girl from her maternity group

whose family are a gang of thieves.

The mother's a classic case... Adele Davis.

She's been done for shoplifting

and other petty criminal offenses stretching back years.

You sure we've got the right address?

That's what it said in his file... number 28.

So Zoe was right?

What?

Zoe was right about her purse being stolen.

She could be. She can't prove it, though.

But you checked out that woman. What's her name? Adele...

Davis.

28's at the top, I think.

Oh!

Smells like it's been shut up for years.

Take a look in here.

Let's get some air in here.

He's a widower, Doug.

Five years.

Death certificate here for a Connie Hall, age 38.

Died of cancer.

I never knew.

Maybe you're right.

Worked alongside him for years, and I never knew him.

Look at his bank statements.

Five years ago, he had 30 grand in his account.

You can see his wages going in.

Well, he's 3 1/2 grand overdrawn at the latest.

Did his mother have money?

I don't know.

Her little house must be worth a bit.

It was nicely furnished.

Lots of medical bills.

The Grace Fortune Hospice in East Cheam.

I suppose for his wife.

And this is interesting.

It's a letter from his mum.

"Dear Brian, I never liked Connie much.

She was never good enough for you,

but you refused to listen to me,

and now you expect me to hand over thousands of pounds.

You say for medical bills,

but I've grown never to believe a word you tell me."

"I want your father's wristwatch back.

I know you took it from my dressing table,

and you know how much it means to me."

It goes on like that.

"Love, Mum."

So he's heavily in debt.

He needed money.

There are letters from his landlord.

He was about to be evicted.

He's got a motive, Doug.

We're gonna have to disclose this.

I fucking hate her.

So it is with some trepidation,

but also enthusiasm,

that we will next be turning our attention...

Sir, it's Zoe. It's urgent.

Oh, Christ. What's she done now?

Well, she's in an ambulance, and she's on her way to hospital.

It's the baby. The baby's coming.

Doug, with me, come on. Which hospital?

Uh, I can't remember. I can't... I can't bloody remember.

- Bring 'round Marian. - Royston. The Royston.

Come on.

It wasn't due until next week.

Yeah, Mrs. Zoe James... Is she in hospital?

Maternity. She's having a baby.

Oh, well, I don't fucking know, do I?

They don't know if she's there. Left here. Take a left.

Yeah, I'm her husband.

I got a message to say that she was in an ambulance.

Mrs. Zoe James. Zoe James.

Next right!

Cyclist on your left! Move over!

Right, straight on ahead now.

Oh, Jesus Christ. She's in the delivery room.

Have her waters broken?

I don't bloody know, do I?

Hello? Excuse me. Sorry.

Oh, Doug, the contractions are coming every 10 minutes.

They really hurt.

- You're gonna be okay. - Oh! Oh!

- Doug! Doug! - What do I do? What do I do?

I love you, Zoe.

Can you hear me?

I love you.

Push again. Push again.

Mr. James, your baby's coming.

Well done. Well done.

It's a boy.

A boy.

Oh, my God. It's a boy.

Congratulations!

Do you want a coffee?

Can I see him?

He's sleeping by her bed.

She was amazing, Clare.

I'll go in and see if we can see him.

He's quite unlike any other newborn I've ever seen.

Not even wrinkled.

It's perfect.

You tired?

Exhausted. It was hellish.

Then it all sort of just goes with a whoosh,

and you just get this incredible feeling.

You get some rest, love.

We'll wait outside. Be back in a bit.

I've got to start breast-feeding him.

He's gonna be hungry.

I'm glad you liked the bear.

I didn't know what else to buy.

The bear?

Oh, the bear and... And the, um... the mobile.

They're lovely. Thank you.

Aren't they, Doug?

You look as if you could do with some sleep.

You've been up all night.

Oh, no. I want a bottle of champagne.

I've got a son.

Thank you for calling me six times,

but I feel honored that you wanted me here.

Called everyone I know.

Come visiting hours, there'll be a crowd here.

Well, don't overtire her.

I won't. I'll be taking good care.

Matt's bringing a video camera in.

I've got one at home. I was gonna film it all.

What are you gonna call him?

Tommy.

Right. Okay, everyone. I'm just gonna check on my son.

Then you can all come in and meet him.

Matt, get the video camera ready.

I haven't seen him yet. Do you know what he looks like?

- A baby. - I've got to go.

I've got a meeting at 9:00, and I've been here since 5:00.

- Oh, he's gorgeous. - Mm.

Sweetheart, everyone's here.

They want to see him.

- Well, ask the nurse. - Okay.

Sorry. Can you tell me what's happening?

Look, I'm sure everything will be okay.

- I'll just find out for you. - Okay.

Nothing wrong, is there?

Right, we're all set up.

Doug?

Uh, the nurse has just gone to check.

Would security please report...

- Did you ask Zoe? - She was sleeping. Hang on.

Would security please report to the maternity ward.

They can't find him.

No. There must be some mistake.

Where's my baby?

Where's my baby?!

Our son was taken this morning.

What kind of woman would do something like that?

A very desperate one.

I can't imagine what Zoe and her husband are going through.

My heart goes out to them.

My boy was taken from the same hospital

that your daughter gave birth in!

She must have known the hospital!

- Doug! - My daughter

doesn't know nothing about your kid being snatched.

I'm so sorry.

I don't remember anything for days on end...

Where I've been, who I've seen.

This is pointless.

They say I did it. They have the evidence.

I have to face what I did.

I need a drink!

I wouldn't take a baby, for Christ's sakes.

What kind of a person do you think I am?

Fiona George.

Have you been able to contact the midwife

who delivered the baby?

Uh, no, I haven't, but I'll...

Well, that should've been a priority, Marian.

- What's his name? - Oh, please don't.

Don't touch him.

Oh, I quite like that.

How about you? You married?

- Hang on a minute! - No, no.

I can see how this is going.

You're treating it as case closed, aren't you?

Well, this is my life!

And if I stay in here, they're gonna kill me.

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