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What about your mother?

You gonna talk to me about her?

I hate her.

So we got a clear footprint in the blood there.

She was scared of him when he was like that.

So he's heavily in debt. He needed money.

He's got a motive, Doug.

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'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!

It's a boy.

A boy.

Oh, my God. It's a boy.

It's perfect.

Oh, God. How am I going to tell her?

Tell her what? What's happened?

The baby's gone. It's been taken.

Jesus Christ. Somebody's taken our baby.

Doug?

Where's my baby?

Where's my baby?!

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Okay. Keep as calm as you possibly can.

I'm so sorry to have to do this to you, Zoe,

but the press have already found out.

Are you okay to face them?

And, Doug, you know what you're gonna say?

Keep it short, to the point.

Okay. Let's go.

Quiet, please. I'll give you a statement.

Uh...

our son was taken this morning.

Anyone who knows his whereabouts,

I'm pleading for you to come forward.

Someone somewhere must know where he is.

That's it now. Thank you very much.

All questions to the Yard's office, please.

Thank you very much! Stand back!

Stand back, please.

Marian, what's the name of that girl

that Zoe had the fight with in the hospital?

Shena Davis, and the mother's name is Adele.

Right. I'll take that one.

I want interviews with every nurse, doctor,

every other member of staff,

and any of the mothers on the ward.

Oh, my God.

What?

I wouldn't do that, Mrs. Davis.

I just want to talk to your daughter.

She's not in.

And if this is about that nasty little cow

down at the hospital...

It isn't. Can you let me in, Mrs. Davis?

We can do this down at the station if you like.

Shena, come out!

There's a copper here to see you.

I never took her bleeding money.

I told you, Mum.

I told you she'd be nothing but trouble.

Shena, is there somewhere we can talk?

This is very urgent.

I need to ask you some questions.

Mum, go and see to him, will you?

No!

I want to be witness to see what she's got to ask you.

Do you need to see to the baby or bring him down here?

I'd like to see him.

I'll make him a bottle.

Come sit down, Shena.

Oh. Oh.

I got stitches.

He was ever so big.

You're in the way.

Shena, Zoe's baby was taken from the hospital early this morning.

Oh. So she had it, then, did she?

Yes, but the baby's been abducted from the hospital.

- Mum? - Hmm?

Have you heard this?

Zoe's baby's been taken from the hospital.

It's been nicked.

Oh, you're kidding me.

Did you see this woman on the maternity ward?

Haven't you got one with a face on?

It's hard to tell who she is.

This nurse took him?

Did you see anyone suspicious or anything?

Well, it's packed, isn't it?

I mean, I never paid attention to anyone but Shena.

Shena?

No.

I was really sort of out of it.

Do you want to bring the baby down?

- You want me to go get him? - No.

You just lie there like Prince William, eh?

Any visitors?

Just me mum.

Oh, and that nice lady from the maternity class.

Fiona.

Do you have a surname for her?

No.

She was married to the guy in the navy,

and they were expecting the birth any day.

Oh, Shena, he needs changing.

Well, his dad can do it.

I ain't changing no shitty nappies.

I'm not doing it. I can't stand the smell.

He stinks. Makes me feel sick.

If they don't find their baby, then they can have mine.

Shena!

Can I see?

Thank you.

I'll let myself out.

Give him that.

Ms. Fuller?

- Yes? - I'm Commander Clare Blake.

I don't know whether you've seen the news today,

but a baby's gone missing from Royston Hospital this morning.

I had an early class. I didn't know.

So if you could give me the names

of all the ladies in your maternity class...

Did the baby belong to one of my ladies?

I'm afraid so. Zoe James.

Oh, my heavens. Zoe James?

Oh, this is really awful.

I saw her husband here. In fact, I wanted to ask him...

We've had a few things go missing.

I hate working with pregnant women.

We've had a couple of handbags and a coat lifted.

We've even had the Pilates mats disappear.

What are these?

Oh, these are Empathy Bellies.

Well, that was why I wanted to speak to Zoe's husband.

He was here when I noticed one was missing.

You think it was stolen?

Why would anyone want one of these?

Well, it could just be a couple of Boy Scouts messing around.

Could I borrow one of those?

Well, it's leaving me very short.

Yes. Of course.

Thank you.

But if you can give it back to me.

And please, will you pass on my deepest concerns for Zoe?

Yes. Of course. Thank you.

Is she all right?

No, no, no. Don't... Don't wake her up.

Just say I called and...

No. No news as of yet.

Okay. Bye.

Press conference is lined up for 2:00 p.m.,

but we don't have a photograph of the baby.

- Is there one? - No.

One of these disappeared from the hall

where the maternity classes were held.

A nurse's uniform was taken from the locker room two days ago.

They don't use cloaks anymore...

Something to do with health and safety...

So we're going to check costume-hire shops.

Bitch had to know the layout of that bloody hospital.

Probably knew the car park as well.

CCTV cameras are busted.

Doug, you should be with Zoe.

She's being taken care of. I'm needed here.

Doug, I will keep you updated.

I was there when it happened.

I'm going to do everything possible.

All I'm saying is we don't want this woman to harm the baby.

Ma'am, the hospital called.

- Yes? - About Brian Hall.

I'll deal with that later.

Oh, my God, it's heavy.

What's that?

Well, it's filled with weight to simulate fetal movement.

Husbands put them on.

A similar one was taken from the maternity class,

along with a few other things.

It's just possible that a woman might have miscarried

and taken one.

What kind of woman would do something like that?

A very desperate one.

We've got a lot more phone lines open.

We're getting in a slew of calls

and having a nightmare trying to prioritize them.

What about these women from the class Zoe attended?

This Ms. Fuller seems to be a common link.

We've tracked down four.

Two of them are about to drop any day.

The other two have had their babies,

and we've checked with the hospitals.

Now, this being one Fiona George.

Her partner is a naval officer, and we think his name's Delany.

Yeah. She wasn't at home.

The neighbor says she's had the baby

and she's taken him to Portsmouth to see the father.

We're trying to get hold of him, uh, at the base down there.

But, uh, so far, no results.

We're trying hotels.

Okay. Cot deaths, stillbirths, fatalities.

There were three.

Now, we've got one mother from a previous year

whose baby died of a heart defect

and another whose child had meningitis.

We're checking each one individually.

Good, good. Keep going.

And we've had another call from the hospital.

Brian Hall's due to be discharged,

so they'll bring him in tomorrow for questioning.

Has anyone told Doug?

I mean, I doubt whether he'll have time to see him.

I'll call in on my way home to check they're both okay.

Doug?

You mean she walked straight past you with my baby?

Brian?

All right?

Fine.

I didn't expect to see you.

It was on the news.

So sorry.

How's Sandra?

Zoe.

Zoe.

Is she all right?

For God's sake, get lost!

Go on! Piss off!

Shena.

I won't come in.

I, um...

I just wanted to say how sorry I am.

All these flowers and toys.

Mm, I hate them.

I asked Doug to get rid of them,

but no sooner does he move them than they bring more.

Well, it is in all the papers.

I just feel so terrible for you.

How's your baby?

Oh, I don't want to talk about him.

Who's looking after him?

Me mum.

Look, I won't stay.

I just...

I just wanted to give you this.

I did take it.

I'm sorry.

Well, you look flush now.

Oh. Yeah. It's off me mum.

I'm going away, to Liverpool.

I've got relatives there,

so I can get some work in one of the clubs.

Are you taking the baby?

Oh! Yeah, yeah.

Look... I better go.

Nice coat.

And new shoes.

Oh. Yeah.

They're off me mum.

Ta-ra.

What's this call about a skip collection?

Who took this? Look at the address.

It's an Empathy Belly chucked in a skip

right by Shena Davis' estate.

I can do that one.

No.

Don't make this any more difficult for me.

You can't be a part of this investigation.

You have to stand back.

You might jeopardize a future trial.

Well, what the hell am I meant to be doing, then?

How about going home to your wife?

Do you want me to get you a drink?

Doug?

Changed over this morning.

Guy picked it up from the dump.

Said he'd seen the TV news

and handed it in to the local cop shop.

Well, it's too much of a coincidence.

From the description, it's the same.

What's it called again?

- Empathy Belly. - Yeah.

It's obviously the same one they used

in the maternity class.

Right. Let's bring in Shena Davis.

Good morning, Sergeant Hall.

Please sit down.

I need to spend some time with you before you're interviewed

to hear your side of the events.

Now, Brian, do you understand

the serious nature of the allegations?

Of course I do.

I've been a police officer for 20-odd years.

And I remember you.

You got that smackhead kid off, didn't you,

who kicked his grandmother to death.

I've been asked to represent you.

You're being accused of the murder of your mother,

Mrs. Joan Hall.

And as a police officer, you will also be aware

that if you're charged with murder,

you'll be taken before the magistrates' court

and most probably remanded in custody.

Brian, do you feel fit to be interviewed?

First time I've been sober in... I don't know how many years.

Can you tell me what happened?

Don't remember anything.

Then let's think about the morning of the day it happened.

Can you recall where you were?

Gutter. Don't know where.

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 don't know where she is.

I keep telling you, dickhead.

Get off!

I'll walk meself.

Get off!

I'm not a cripple. I'll walk meself.

You're doing my head in, all these stupid questions.

Get your hands off!

You have to admit, Mrs. Davis,

that us finding the Empathy Belly

and the one that we know that was taken

from the maternity class...

Don't know anything about that.

I swear before God, I don't know.

- Where is Shena now? - Don't know.

Mrs. Davis, where is she?

She's going to Liverpool.

- Why? - Her sister lives there.

How she's getting there? By train?

- Maybe. - Which one?

Fucking Orient Express.

Adele.

Oh, for God's sake.

Uh, the 2:30, I think.

Is the baby with her?

D.C.I. Doug James has just entered the room.

- Do you know what this is? - A parachute?

What I want to know is why one of these

was found in a skip by your estate.

Don't know. Never seen it before.

Shena went to visit Zoe yesterday

to give her the money back that she'd nicked from her purse.

What's that... A guilty conscience?

My boy was taken from the same hospital

that your daughter gave birth in!

She must have known the hospital!

- Doug! - She must have known someone...

Doug!

My daughter doesn't know nothing about your kid being snatched.

She was crying when she seen it in the paper this morning.

Well, explain this, then, Mrs. Davis!

Does she know someone who was using one?

Someone who was pretending to be pregnant?

Will you leave the interview room, please,

and allow us to continue?

No! She doesn't know nothing about anything like that!

With regard to the serious nature of the charges

and your client's obvious vulnerability to alcohol,

I am not minded to grant bail in this case.

Is there any indication of a plea at this stage?

No indication.

Guilty.

Guilty.

Lieutenant Jerry Delany?

Yes.

You must be Fiona George.

Yes. Why? Is something wrong?

Do you not read the papers?

Can we go inside?

You all right with the baby? I'll bring the bags.

What's this about?

We've been sort of closeted up at the hotel.

Haven't we, darling?

Yeah. They call it bonding, Jerry.

I'm just teasing him.

He wasn't able to be there at the birth,

and I wanted him to be close to the baby, so...

But he's really good, isn't he?

We've had a couple of bad nighters.

Colic.

I'm sure they don't need to know about that.

Can you go and change him?

I'm not breast-feeding,

so often there's a period of rejection.

But, uh, h-he seems to be feeding really quite well now.

I'm sorry. I seem to be talking about anything.

It's just that I can't imagine

what Zoe and her husband are going through.

My heart goes out to them.

If there's anything I can do...

Could you pass...

I don't even know what the appropriate thing to say is,

except I hope she gets her baby back safely.

Wind. Didn't need changing.

This is Marcus.

Ah, he's gorgeous.

I'm sorry.

It's just the thought of anybody taking him away like Zoe's baby.

I'm so sorry for her.

Right. Well, we better be going.

Shena, a baby has been snatched,

a baby from someone who you knew.

Now, start telling the truth.

Look, I'm sorry for Zoe.

Really, I am.

But you can't think I had anything to do with that.

I didn't take it. Honest to God, I didn't.

You didn't take it?

Are you referring to this,

or are you referring to the missing baby?

You know what I'm saying.

You're just trying to twist what I'm telling you!

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

What kind of a person do you think I am?

Where's your baby, Shena?

With his dad!

It takes two to make one, you know,

and I've had nine months of carrying it 'round,

so it's his turn to do his share, right?

Now, I'm not answering any more questions.

You're making me feel sick.

She's fucking lying!

Maybe you didn't take it.

But perhaps you know the person who did.

Look, I've already...

No, you look!

This was stolen from your maternity class

and found in a skip outside your flat.

And you're expecting us to believe

that you have nothing to do with this?

All right. I took it.

I took the fucking thing.

But it wasn't for me.

Not for me.

Who did you take it for?

Me mum.

Your mother?

Yeah.

For her shoplifting.

I figured that if you took some of the weight out of it

and she put it under her coat,

then she could slip things into it.

And then when she saw it on the news,

she went ballistic.

So we tossed it.

Are you telling the truth?

Yeah.

I only took it at the last class that I went to with Zoe.

I was hardly pretending to be pregnant, was I?

She was even with me when me waters broke.

I didn't take it.

Honest to God, I didn't.

It's a boy.

A boy.

Oh, my God. It's a boy.

I'm sorry if I don't appear totally up to speed on this,

but I've been charging around after Doug.

We're all feeling the pressure. You're not the only one, Matt.

The CPS reports on the Brian Hall case.

Um, burglary reports and victim statements.

Do we have a photo of this mystery imprint

of the bloodstained shoe?

What about it?

Brian Hall was wearing leather shoes, size 11.

This is an imprint of a size-10 shoe, correct?

Yeah.

So, how do you explain that?

Surely, you don't think Brian Hall killed his mother

and then changed his shoes to step into her blood.

No.

Maybe the scene was contaminated.

One of the first officers on the scene or FME, SOCO?

Maybe they accidentally stepped in the blood.

But, Detective Sergeant Newton,

say it wasn't a police officer or a SOCO

and it clearly isn't Brian Hall's.

Then whose is it?

I'll look into it, ma'am.

We got a financial report for the victim?

Yes. It's in the CPS report.

And have you gone through these betting slips

found on him on the day?

Yes.

We're talking to the local bookies.

He also had a credit account. I don't see the point.

Well, the point is, Detective Sergeant Newton,

we're trying to confirm his movements

on the day of the murder.

He's going to plead guilty, ma'am.

I don't know why you're grilling me.

Grilling? You think I'm grilling you?

Grow up.

A word of advice, Matt...

A good detective reflects his ability on paper.

I want everything topped and tailed

24 hours before I sign it.

Uh, we interviewed Fiona George, ma'am,

and she had her baby delivered at home

by an independent midwife.

The couple are going to be married next week.

Now, I saw the baby, and it was well cared for,

and she seemed a very pleasant, straightforward...

Oh, get on with it, please.

She became very distressed when I told her about Zoe.

They didn't know?

Well, yes and no.

They'd had some sort of bonding weekend,

and they're a very loved-up couple.

You're telling me they don't read the newspapers?

Well, they said they hadn't.

You talk to the neighbors?

Yes.

And largely, it seems they kept themselves to themselves.

Yeah. And what else?

Apparently, they've been living together on and off

for some time.

What about the last one... Mrs. Gould?

Oh, she's just about to deliver.

She's very pregnant... Two weeks over her due date.

It was obviously very upsetting for her.

You okay?

I feel I've let Brian down.

He's banged up on remand, no bail.

He's determined to plead guilty.

I've got to do something.

I'm going crazy.

Has this footprint thing been sorted out?

Matt's looking into it.

Will you go home to Zoe?

Doug.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm going home.

I'll need to go shopping.

I haven't even decided what to wear yet.

I thought maybe, uh, a cream suit.

You know, nothing too fancy.

And I thought I'd ask some of the girls from work, too.

Although I doubt they'll want to go all the way to Portsmouth.

My pals will.

Anything for a booze-up.

We should be heading back now. He'll want feeding.

- We've only just come out. - No.

No. We should head back, 'cause he'll want his next feed.

Okay. Whatever you say.

Should I buy the ring, then, Jerry?

The wedding ring?

Shall I choose one for both of us?

The what?

I could put some tin foil 'round so I get the size right.

I don't think I want a ring.

Well, you're having one,

'cause I want everybody to know that you're taken.

Well, I am now, aren't I?

I've been waiting for him to come back in.

But I warned him...

No more bets in here if he causes trouble.

He was pissed out of his head last time.

He's lucky we're a honest crowd.

What?

Leave me alone!

He left his phone and his hat

and a pool of vomit I had to clear up.

Yeah.

Yeah. 4:15 at Plumpton.

- His winnings are... - Winnings?

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

20 to 1, rank outsider, and he had it on a treble.

How much?

Seven and a half thousand. He got real lucky.

We've had this enhanced to show the logo on the bag.

It's the only picture we've got of this nurse.

Although I don't think it will help identify her.

She could be wearing a wig.

It's been four days.

Not front page anymore.

It's as if it never happened.

There's something that's bothering me.

This Shena Davis... She's on her way to Liverpool,

a suitcase containing new clothes, underwear,

but nothing for a newborn baby.

I saw the baby.

She said the father was looking after him.

Anyway, it can't be Zoe's. It's dark-skinned.

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.

Never mind. I'll do it.

Oh, and get that Empathy Belly returned to Ms. Fuller,

would you?

Technical support's downloaded the voicemail

from, uh, Brian's mobile.

Also, the poor sod's flush.

He won seven and half grand on a treble.

Brian, you haven't called.

I know you're drinking yourself into a stupor,

but if you don't want to get thrown out of your flat,

you'd better come and see me.

I've got the proof.

Proof of what?

It's a police matter. Do you understand?

I know who stole my money, Brian.

Get over here now!

Play it again.

I know who stole my money, Brian.

Get over here now!

Eh?

Break it up! Break it up!

Bring your awareness back into the room.

Slowly rise up.

And could you all please return your mats

and place them in the corner.

Thank you.

- You wanted to see me? - Yes.

You'll be pleased to hear we found the missing Empathy Belly.

So we don't need this one.

Do you know who took it?

Shena Davis.

We need to know if you want to press charges.

Oh, I'd rather not get involved.

Honestly, that family.

I mean, I don't have any proof,

but when her sister was here, we had things stolen.

Shena's sister was here?

Yeah.

Quite a while ago... About a year or so.

And she was pregnant?

Yeah, and like Shena, no husband or boyfriend.

She'd only just turned 15.

Well, you know, I'm not here to pass judgment on them,

but another day, another class.

Well, thank you.

Doug, it wasn't on the news.

I want to give the reporters our number.

No, darling.

They'll have to monitor everyone.

But what if she wants to speak to me?

She won't know how to.

Zoe, get some rest.

It's being dealt with.

Doug, it's Brian. I have to speak to you urgently.

Please call me.

I need you, Doug.

One more.

And you stole from me!

You're going to prison!

You'll die in prison!

Mum!

Doug, I've been trying to pin you down.

Brian Hall... You need to talk to him.

I did, all right? It's a waste of time.

He's now saying he saw his mother being hit with a poker,

but he's not sure if it was him or not.

There's been another incident at the prison.

He's been shoved down the stairs.

Jesus Christ. I thought he was under protection.

- So did I. - I'm going there now, okay?

Doug!

Do you know how many times I've tried to contact you?

I've used up the phone card!

I had to put real pressure on the screws in here

- and take me to the governor. - I'm here, all right?

But just telling me that you saw your mother attacked

doesn't really help your case.

You don't understand. You don't understand!

Well, try me, Brian,

because I need this like I need a hole in the head!

Then get somebody else in, because I need help!

I need somebody to listen to me!

I schlepped all the way up here to do just that,

so why don't you just tell me what's new?!

It was after I hit my head on the stair.

I lost consciousness for I don't know how long.

- I could hear these voices. - Mum... Brian... door...

Get out!

There was somebody else there in the house with her!

Somebody she was threatening.

I could hear screaming and shouting.

Whilst you were kicking in the door?

You don't think it was you screaming and shouting?

What about the footprint in my mother's blood?

It wasn't my size.

Doesn't that prove there was somebody else there?

Are you doing anything, Doug?!

If you can't deal with this, then get somebody else who can!

- 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.

Commander Clare Blake. May I come in?

- Yes. Of course. Come in. - Thank you.

She should be back any minute. She's out shopping.

With your son?

Yeah. Just through to the right.

Fiona had the baby here at home, is that right?

Yeah, she did. Sadly, I wasn't here for it.

It came a few days earlier than expected,

and I was still at sea.

- Please. - Thank you.

Do you have the name of the midwife?

Uh, no, I'm afraid I don't.

Can I offer you a drink?

Oh, no, thanks.

But Fiona was able to travel to see you

shortly after the birth?

Yeah. I had the weekend off, and she was feeling well.

So she drove herself down, and we booked in to a hotel

so I could spend some time with her and the baby.

Mm-hmm.

She should be back any minute.

He'll probably need a bit of a feed.

He's got a huge appetite... Much like his dad.

But he can really chuck up.

I mean, it's unbelievable to me

the amount of liquid that has to go in,

but then it's like double that amount has to come out.

Are you sure?

Just a drop.

Does Fiona work?

Yeah. She's a qualified audiologist.

Uh, children's hearing.

She works at a clinic, an NHS clinic in the West End.

But she gave it up when she had a scare at three months.

You're getting married?

Next week.

But you've been together for some time?

Four years... on and off.

Obviously, I'm away for long stretches, being in the navy.

It's a perfect fit.

Really suits you.

And we have some nice hats that go with it.

No, I don't think I want to wear a hat.

Let me show you.

There's some with just a few flowers and a small veil.

It makes up the outfit.

He's very good. Not a peep out of him.

Oh, yes, that is quite nice.

Maybe not.

Can I see some others?

What's his name?

Marcus. He's called Marcus.

I quite like that.

Oh, you do have wedding rings.

Do you do men's as well?

Yes.

Matching ones are our best sellers,

and there's also the engraving.

Oh, please don't.

Don't touch him.

Can I see this one, please?

The one with a twist in the middle.

Yeah.

Yeah, I like that.

How about you? Married?

Are you going to ask me questions now?

Well, you're a very attractive woman.

No, I'm not married.

Just to your career?

You could be right.

Being head of homicide doesn't allow me a lot of free time.

Here.

Can I tempt you?

Murder.

Well, must give you some, uh, sleepless nights.

Yes, but not the blood and gore that you might think.

It's more like, um,

fitting the pieces together in a jigsaw puzzle.

And this is what keeps you up?

You know, right now I have a son that even before he was born

gave me completely sleepless nights.

It's a huge responsibility.

Ah, I was getting worried about you.

Who's she?

This is Commander Clare Blake.

Is she from your ship?

No, darling. She's a police officer.

Well, what do you want?

Why don't you come and sit down and have a glass of wine?

I don't want a drink.

Fiona, if this isn't convenient...

Have you two been drinking together?

I just need to have a look at your baby, if I may.

Please don't touch him.

I'd like you to leave. I've got nothing to say to you.

I do need to ask you a few more questions, Fiona.

Well, not now, because I'm tired.

And I want you to leave.

Make her leave.

I'm sorry about that.

She gets very emotional,

flies off the handle at the slightest thing.

It's actually one of the reasons we had such spats

before the baby was born.

What were you laughing about?

I heard you laughing when I came in.

It was nothing.

You were really embarrassing.

Every woman you come across you have to flirt with.

She's a police officer.

Do you know why she came here?

She came to ask you some questions

about your maternity classes, Fiona.

I was just being hospitable.

Yeah, and we all know where that leads, don't we?

M-My best friends.

Anyone in a skirt.

Go and see to the baby.

He's the reason you got me back, so don't push it with me.

We're supposed to be getting married!

Don't you threaten me,

not after what I've been through!

I'll go and see to the baby.

I love you.

I love you! How can you do this to me?!

I am doing the right bloody thing!

And you know the...

I'm not getting into this.

Just grow up, Fiona.

Go back to the footage when Fiona's with Zoe.

And stop it there.

Fiona George has the same bag as our nurse.

I think we just found out who stole Doug's baby.

Fiona George.

You can't seriously think that Fiona is in any way involved

in the snatching of this baby.

Is there anything else you're not telling me, Fiona?

Did you see her naked? Did you feel the baby?

That's it. Piss off!

I don't know what to do, Zoe!

And if you think I'm putting Brian before Tommy,

then you're wrong!

So, who else was in the house, Brian?

You lied to me!

- Look, just... - You bastard!

You fucking liar!

Just calm down!

And you!

Bitch!

It's this country's adoption laws.

They're all out of date.

Fancy saying to a well-educated couple with money

that they can't adopt because they're over the age limit.

I've just done something so insane.

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