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Sh...

Yeah?

'Boss, it's Rob Mullan.

'We've got another body.'

On my way.

So, we think he snuck in last night
before they locked it,

and then probably hid.

Driving licence IDs him
as Pat Elland.

We also have a witness who actually saw him enter.
- Who?

The guy who runs a pound shop
across the road.

Just sold him a kitchen knife,
and then saw him walk over here,

said he seemed very distressed.

Just give us a minute.

I just did a quick
open-source intel check.

At 6 o'clock yesterday,

he posted on his Facebook
he was gonna end his life.

Jesus.

OK, so most likely
this is a suicide,

but the question is, is this
the act of a broken-hearted man

or the act of a guilty man
who killed the woman he loved?

I'm not expecting you
to answer that now.

Good, cos I'd struggle.

These came through last night
as I was leaving the office.

It's all the calls to and from
Suzy's phone in the past year.

And there,
at 22:40 on Saturday night,

a call to her phone
which was answered,

which suggests at that point,
at least, she was still alive.

Or whoever killed her answered it.

Or that, yeah.

Can we check this definitely
isn't his number?

It's not.

Nor is it on any of our systems.

Well, look,
do a subscriber check on that.

Did you manage to track down
the bank security footage yet?

Waiting to hear back.

Staffe.

Is that Mr Wagstaffe?

Yeah. This is Holly Redcliffe.

I'm a teacher at Eastwell Secondary.
I have Harry here.

His mum was meant to grab him
for a dentist's appointment,

but she's not turned up,

and yours is the other
contact number we have.

Er, right. Um...

OK. Well, has she...?
Has she rung or anything?

No, nothing, and Hal's
obviously just a little worried.

'Hi, this is Jules.
Please leave a message.'

Hi, Jules, it's me.

Can you just give me a bell
when you get this?

OK, lots of love.

Guv?

We found one of our porn...

...porn stars.

Where? Girlfriend's house.

He's given us a steer
on the mate as well.

I've rung about half a dozen times.

It's just going to voicemail.

Obviously, I know that doesn't mean
that it's not on, but...

Look, I'll call you
as soon as I pick anything up.

And I should tell you, mate...

it's my sister

and she's quite a vulnerable person.

I'm gonna check at her flat now,
but if you can trace her phone...

Leave it with me.

Thanks.

Hiya, fella.

Hey.

Hey.

So there was a slight sort of
faded bruising on Suzy's cheek area.

I wanted to make sure
I wasn't missing anything,

so I had these done.

I'm glad I did.

That's a fracture.

- Recent?
- Definitely.

I mean, it's not even fully healed,
so maybe between two, four weeks?

Blunt-force trauma, Dr Paul thought,
probably a punch.

Well, she never reported the stalker
attacking her, did she? No, no.

I mean, could it have been the ex,
Pat Elland?

Maybe, but no violent or domestic
incidents reported on PNC.

Shaun or Leon on another occasion?

Well, we'll discuss that
with them in a minute.

Our mystery man in the church, has
there been any developments there?

My feeling on our mystery man,
he's probably an NFA.

Because? Both times I've interviewed
the witness, she stank of booze

and she kept on changing the details
of what this guy looks like.

My hunch is she got pissed,
forgot to lock up, made the rest up.

Did church CCTV not show anything?

The priest says it's bust.

Right. But what is interesting
is that this woman, Therese,

actually met Suzy one time
in the church a few months ago.

Now, they only spoke
for a couple of minutes,

but she said that actually
Suzy wasn't that happy

and that she'd indicated that her
problems had been caused by a man.

OK. I reckon we go back
to the church...

You heard Suzy's car's been found?
A few streets away from the church.

There was a phone in the back
on the floor,

so if that turns out to be hers,
it's a real result.

Are you OK, matey?
- Have you found her yet?

I'm just gonna find out now,
all right?

It's all good, though.

Any luck with my sister?

Sorry.

No, her phone is definitely off
or broken,

but I'll keep trying and as soon
as I get a sniff, I'll buzz you.

OK.

Erm... And the phone in Suzy's car?

Oh. It's an eight.

Anything after the six
is a bitch to get into.

We'll do our best,
but don't hold your breath.

Brilliant.

In slightly better news,
these are the names

and addresses of her clients
from the past six months.

Oh, OK.

Great. Thanks, Ray.

Look, I think we need to follow up
on the church witness,

speak to the priest, dig deeper.

Why?

There's just something about that
setup that seems a bit weird to me.

What, you think the priest did it,
with the lead piping?

No, I just...

Josie, I don't have the emotional
bandwidth for hunches right now.

We don't have the resources, either,
so just stay on task, please.

Freddie's parents hired it for him.

They're fair loaded.

I was playing a role.

There was a script, which she wrote.

Any violence in it was just fantasy.

Until maybe one of you
decided to go a bit further.

No.

I mean, you're holding a knife
in the video, Leon.

It was a prop,
it was made of rubber!

Well, why did the footage cut out,
then?

I dunno.

One of us must have kicked
the lead off or something.

Yeah.

Yeah, or maybe one of you
pulled the plug deliberately.

No! And when you find the footage,

you'll see that the actual film
only went on a few more minutes.

Then why did you avoid
your girlfriend's call?

Because I knew that she'd be upset
that I'd done it.

I was just letting the dust settle
for a few...

for a few days.

And had you ever made
a gonzo before?

A few times.

And Suzy?

I dunno. I never met her before.

Right.

Leon suggested me,
and I just turned up.

So you don't know what prompted her
to make a gonzo?

No.

Except she was skint, obviously.

Why do you say obviously?
Because she never paid us.

We were meant to get 200 quid each,
but when we finished,

she said we'd have to wait.

And how did that go down?

I was cross. Of course I was,

I needed the money, but I was fine!

A bit of a moan,
and then we were cool.

I never would have hurt her.

There's footage of Shaun coming out,
but not you, Leon.

Because I went out the back way.

It was near Oxford Circus,
which is my Tube.

Right,
so when we check the street CCTV,

we'll see you left
at the same time as Shaun.

I stayed for a bit.

A bit? Oh!

How long's that?

Maybe an hour.

Wow.

Wow, long time.

Yeah, because just as I was
getting ready to leave,

she took a phone call
which made her really upset,

so after they finished,

I asked her if she was OK and,
you know, we just got chatting.

Do you know who the call was from?
I heard snippets.

Seemed to be
about what she was doing.

The job, I mean.

And that night, specifically.

So then what did the two of you
talk about?

It was about how she borrowed
a load of money from someone

which she was late paying back.

He got a bit nasty,
gave her a bit of a slap

and she just wanted to pay it off.

OK.

Did she say
what she wanted the money for?

No.

Well,
do you know who lent it to her?

Yes.

Which is when I realised
why she was so scared.

Do you know a man named Jim Duggan?

Hey.

Got a minute?

Remember that bar
we interviewed Pat Elland in? Mm.

Turns out it's run by Jim Duggan.

Who is?

He just runs a West End firm, family
business, drugs, prostitution,

loan-sharking,
nasty, violent scumbags.

The point is,
Jim Duggan has a nephew called Pat.

Elland?

Well, it's got to be, hasn't it?

OK, so, Jim gets introduced to Suzy
via Pat.

Yeah.

Lends her some money,
we don't know for what yet.

Two months later, she's not met
his repayment schedule

so he gives her a slap
to remind her.

He's certainly got form
on that front, yeah.

Another month goes by,
still no money, so Jim calls Suzy.

Yeah, on a burner, finds out where
she's gonna be Saturday night.

He turns up after Shaun and Leon
have left.

And says he's gonna send a signal.

You don't well truncheon Duggan.

Duggan, that's an Irish name.

What are the chances he's Catholic?

Yeah.

OK, look, let's call him in
first thing, right?

And Leon and Shaun.

I wanna track 'em on street CCTV
the moment after they leave,

so we can conclusively
eliminate them.

OK.

OK, mate, grab your stuff.

Sorry I took so long.
Have you found her yet?

Not yet, mate, no, but
finding people is basically my job,

so I will, I promise.

Everything OK?

Yeah. Tough day.

Thanks.

There you are.

Hey. You wanna dance?

Yeah, sure.

I meant through there,
but we can dance here.

Easy.

No, I don't want that.

No! Yeah, you do.

I really don't. Please get off me.

You fucking love it.

Ed, stop.

Ed, stop! Get off me!

Oi! Leave her alone, you prick!

Sorry, mate.

I'll just be a couple of minutes.
Last thing, I swear.

Hello?

Hey, it's me.

Have you got a couple of minutes?

Sylvie?

Yeah, sure, come on up.

Hey, what's up?

I just...

I just wanted
to give you a heads up.

Do you still rep Jim Duggan?

Yes.

OK. Just we're probably gonna be
bringing him in tomorrow

in connection with the Suzy Moyland
case, so...

OK.

Just thought I'd let you know.

Jesus! You wanted to see
if he'd already called.

You were fishing with me
the other night,

I'm just trying to return
the compliment.

Have you got any more red, Sylvie?

Oh, just give me one second.

Sorry.

That was a dick move, Will.

It's quite a poor choice of phrase,
considering the circumstances.

I'll see you.

Have fun. Thanks, I will.

'Doors closing.'

Yeah.

Your sister's phone was switched on
about three minutes ago.

It's triangulating from Mile End
Road to a mast behind the hospital.

OK.

Thank you so much.
Thank you, Ray.

I owe you.

Hello?

Hey, it's me again.

I wouldn't normally do this,
but it's an emergency.

My sister's not well,
I've got Harry with me.

Is there any chance
that he could hang out with you

for half an hour
while I go and get her?

Yeah, sure.

Send him up.

Jules!

Jules! Hey!

Jules!

What are you doing?

Jules...

What do you want?
I've been looking for you.

What are you doing here?
It's me. I just wanna help...

What do you want? It's OK.

No. No, no, no.
You're gonna hurt me!

It's all right, all right?
I'm not gonna hurt you.

You're gonna kill me! Jules...

He wants to kill me! No, no.

It's OK. I'm an Officer.
He wants to hurt me!

I'm a Police Officer.

Jules! He's gonna kill me!
He's gonna kill me!

He's trying to kill me!

Help me! I need an ambulance.

The mental health crisis team
will be here soon to assess her,

and after that we can phone you and
let you know what will happen next.

OK, yeah. Um...

I'll just say goodnight to her,
then. Yeah? Yeah.

OK, Jules,
I'm gonna head back to Hal now.

Er...

I'll come and see you
first thing in the morning.

Sorry.

For everything.

Hey, man.

Car door's open.
Will you just give us ten seconds?

Thanks, Sylvie. See ya.

Thank you so much for doing that.

Hope I didn't, um...

spoil anything.

Not at all. We all played Monopoly.

It was fun.

Sylvie, where are we right now?

I just...

I feel like things
have got a little weird.

I'm not really sure why.

Not weird for me.

No?

I mean...

if it's my fault, I'm sorry.

If I haven't moved things on
fast enough or something,

it's just... work's nuts, and...

Will, you don't need to apologise.
I'm very happy with how things are,

and I don't see the need
to change anything.

OK.

Listen, I really enjoy your company.
We have good sex.

Good. Thanks.

Right now, I'm just not looking
for much more than that,

and I guess
if I have been a bit arsey,

it's because I could have predicted
this look on your face right now.

This is just my face!

The fact that you just assumed
that I want more.

Really, I don't.

'Night.

All right, mate.

Erm... Just brush your teeth,

wash your face.

I'll be coming up to see you
in a second, OK?

Rob.

Sorry to call so late, boss.

I thought you'd wanna know.

Uniform just nicked
a 15-year-old lad

loitering outside
Suzy Moyland's flat,

and his address matches one found
on Suzy's list.

What, and he's 15?

I know.

No idea how this ties in
with Duggan.

Erm... Do you know what,
I can't even process this right now.

I just need some sleep. Can we
catch up first thing in the morning?

All right. Get your head down, guv.

Take him to Leadengate, yeah?

DS Chancellor,
Leadengate Police station.

I'd like to speak to Mr Duggan,
please.

Go inside. Go inside.

You stay there.

My nephew's just died!
You show him respect.

You wanna speak to me?

You make an appointment
with my fucking lawyer.

You understand me?

Mr Duggan... Mr Duggan?

And it does look to us

like she's having
some sort of psychotic episode.

Christ.

So how does that happen?

Usually it's
a combination of factors -

some key stressors,
maybe a genetic predisposition,

some historical factors.

So what's the treatment?

Has this ever happened before?

No.

No, not psychosis.

I mean, she's had, like,
periods of depression

and a history of anxiety, but...

So, the good news is catching
a first psychotic episode early,

which we believe we have,

makes her much less likely
to have another one.

The less good news is we think
she needs to be in hospital.

Not unusually, she doesn't.

Can I check
you're her closest adult relative?

I'm her only adult relative.

Are you asking for my permission
to section her?

We actually don't need
your permission,

but we would appreciate
your support.

Will! Please, Will!

Will!

So, has he said anything yet?

He's still sleeping last night off.

Right. Where had he been?

At a party, where I've also
just learned he assaulted a girl.

Sexually assaulted?

Her mother complained
to her local station first thing.

They called us
when his name came up on the system.

All right. So, when's he
gonna be ready to speak?

Couple of hours?

But in the meantime,
we have requested DNA comparisons

of his sample and hairs
found on the stalker's beanie.

I've also seized his laptop
and camcorder.

Mark's going through them now.

OK. Have you run his mobile number

against the one that called Suzy
on Saturday night? Wasn't him.

OK. Um...

Anything else?

We've got good CCTV on Leon Williams

and Shaun Dayers
on the night of the murder.

It picked them up at the stations
and tracked them

directly back to their homes in
Hornchurch and Luton respectively.

Neither of them returned
to Central London the next day.

OK.

And, um, Jim Duggan.

Josie, what the hell happened
with Jim Duggan?

He just refused to come out, boss.

Short of knocking the gates down...!

To be clear,
we need him here, like, yesterday

or we will have to break
his gates down, yeah?

Yeah, good luck with that.

And listen, Sylvie, obviously,

no-one here knows
that you and me are...

Are what?

He's got two hours.

Where are you going?

To check if the CCTV at the church
really is bust.

Father.

Oh, Theresa!

I was praying.

Who for?

'I finally got into Suzy's phone.'

This is just a first pass.

We'll get more.

Snapchat's a little bit harder,

but I think we can get there
with that, too.

Lots of photos.

Can you go through 'em, please, Ray?

The texts are good, aren't they?

Oh, yeah.

Oh, the texts are great.

Jim Duggan to see DCI Wagstaffe.

He's expecting us.

OK.

So, where were you
last Saturday night, Jim?

I was working in my club.

I've got multiple witnesses.

Yeah, I'm sure you do.

Names and addresses, contact
details for them would be helpful.

In the meantime, can you tell me

what your relationship
with Suzy was?

Hardly knew her.

She was my nephew's girlfriend.

I met her once at a family bash
at my sister's house,

maybe once at a bash at mine.

So just a casual acquaintance, then?

Yeah.

OK.

So why, then, on the 4th of March
did she send you a message -

it was timestamped at 2:13 -
saying, "Thank you for tonight."

I don't remember that.

Well, maybe you recall
a couple of seconds later,

a WhatsApp message from Suzy.

It was a picture of her in bed,
naked,

and there was a one-word message
underneath.

"Fucked."

Or do you remember receiving
several messages in the months

that followed from Suzy that seem
to imply that you were a little bit

more than casual acquaintances?

Do you have any messages
from my client to her?

Cos if not,
maybe we can leave this here.

He can't be held accountable
for the fantasies of a porn actress.

Yeah, no, yeah,
that's an excellent question.

Thank you. Thank you.

Did you reply to those, Jim?
You tell us.

I'm asking him.

If you interrupt again,
I'll have you removed.

And I should say,
in the spirit of full disclosure,

we have got into her phone,

so you should assume we have access
to all of its contents.

Fine.

We had sex a few times.

You and your nephew's girlfriend?

Ex.

Nice.

And, er, on the 13th of March,

why did you lend her £20,000?

To invest in a new company.

Me and her.

Better split than what Kerry
was offering her.

Wow!

You must have been quite a big fan.

20K is a lot of money. Is it?

So what went wrong, then?

I don't...

Because we found no evidence
that she did start a company.

There's no office, no IT,
no equipment receipts.

But there's plenty of evidence
that you wanted the money back,

so, what did she spend it on?

I haven't got a fucking clue.

And how long after you first had sex
did she ask for the money?

It's OK, I can work it out.

I'll just work it out. Er...

So, we've already said the
first message was the 4th of March,

yeah, first bank account deposit
went in for her on the 13th.

That's nine days.

Wow.

God, how did that make you feel?

Afterwards, you know, when you
realised you'd been played?

Cos normally,
it's you, isn't it,

who pimps women out, sells them
like a Berwick Street Market trader?

Except this time, it's you,
it's you that's getting completely

and utterly owned by a woman.

I never said it was broken, I said
it was unreliable, which it is.

"It's broken. We're waiting
for the diocese to replace it."

That's what you said.

I think we're splitting hairs,
aren't we?

Besides, the facts of the matter
are, there is no footage of any man.

What, because there is no footage
or because there is no man?

Look, why don't you speak
to Theresa?

Ask her why she said what she did.

I can't answer for her.

I've tried to, but I can't find her.

Try the clinic.

She may have gone back there.

Clinic?

Rehab.

She's been in and out
for the last four months.

Sincere apologies, Jim.

Suzy not spending your cash
down at Ryman's

obviously touched a nerve.

OK.

So we know
that you broke her cheekbone.

The question is, did that temper
of yours get the better of you

when you realised
that she'd lied to you?

I hit her once.

OK. One time.

And it was never about the money.

Well, what was it about?

I'd always liked her.

Right from the first time
I met her with Patrick.

And I think she knew.

But she was his,
so despite what you might think,

I never would have done nothing.

Then they split up.

One day, she rang me.

She rang me.

We met up.

And it was really good.

Then she asked me for the money.

Asked me to help set up on her own.

I knew it wasn't for that,
cos I'm a successful businessman.

I do due diligence.

And even if it had have been,
I'd never invest in porn.

As a business,
the Internet's fucked it for ever.

So I knew, OK?

And I didn't care.

I could tell that she needed it
for something important.

And I just wanted to make her happy.

I hit her once, and it
was nothing to do with the money.

It's because she laughed at me.

Laughed at you, why?

Because I told her I loved her.

And that I loved her more
than anyone could ever love her.

And that I wanted to marry her.

Get off me.

So, that lecture you gave me
the other night in bed,

and you rep a guy like that?

You really need to grow up, Will.

What do you think?

Men are afraid women
will laugh at them.

Women are afraid men will kill them.

I'm sorry?

I don't think Jim Duggan did it.

Where are we with the kid?

They just finished with his laptop,
and they found something.

It's your lucky day, fella,

cos I'm gonna do something
I've never done before.

I'm gonna give you, a prime suspect,
a watertight alibi,

because the night of her murder,
you were actually 60 miles away,

weren't you, in Brighton,

filming the bedroom window of
a porn actress called Tegan Timms.

We actually found clips
of five other women on here.

We'll get back to that in a second.

What I want to ask you about now
is a piece of footage

that you shot outside Suzy Moyland's
flat last Saturday afternoon.

Do you know who the other person is
in this video?

No.

OK. Do you know
what they were talking about?

No.

Right.

Look, just here,

when Suzy walks away,

she turns back, shouts something.

That must have been louder.

Did you hear that?

Yeah.

It was, er... It was a name.

Yeah? Do you remember the name?

Um...

Theresa?

Theresa.

Can you wrap this? Yeah, sure.

Why did you do all of this, Ed?

Dunno.

I want to see them in real life,
you know?

Make my fantasy better.

Do you ever think about
ditching the fantasy bit

and engaging with the real-life bit,

like taking a real-life girl out
for a real-life coffee,

getting to know what she likes,
what she doesn't like?

Cos that's real-life, mate.

Not this.

This is just messed up.

Yeah.

OK, well, how close, exactly?

OK.

Yeah. No. Thanks.
I'll call you back.

Rob. That was the lab.

That material under Suzy's
fingernail, it was skin.

Good. And?

The profile suggest that it was
a close relative of Suzy's.

Well, how close?
They said sibling, child...

...or parent.

Annie.

Sir, I just spoke to Chancellor.

She thinks Theresa might be
at a rehab clinic.

We've also passed out obs
to all patrols.

OK. Keep me posted.

Theresa was with us
for ten weeks in total.

And I'm guessing it
wasn't Theresa who paid this bill,

nearly £20,000?

Oh, it wasn't. Her daughter paid it.

I got to know her a little
over the weeks during her visits,

and I know she and her mum
had been estranged a few years,

but she clearly adored her.

Suzy? Hm.

I was only doing
what I thought was best

cos telling Suzy
and the two boys the truth,

that their mother
had just walked out,

that she didn't love them enough
to stay, that just seemed so cruel.

And I waited and waited,

all the time telling the children
that she was unwell

and in hospital
and that hopefully, one day soon,

she'd get better and come home.

Even though I knew in my heart
she was never gonna get better...

...because she was never right
in the first place.

She was born fragile.

And then, religion took
whatever strength she did have

and imprisoned it
and dulled it with morality,

and Theresa
was never able to escape that.

And then one day...

It was about three months
after she'd gone...

...I finally told them
that she'd died.

I know it was a lie,
and I know it was wrong,

but I knew it was best for the kids.

That we'd be better off without her.

Do you know what the tragedy is?

We were.

God, we were so much happier
without her.

Theresa walked out before
they could get the paperwork done,

but they actually tried to keep her,
to section her.

Because?

They felt she was a danger
to herself and a danger to others.

We need to find her, fast.

Well, that neighbour I spoke to
at Suzy's flat just called.

Said she's just seen
a woman on Suzy's balcony.

I'm on my way there now.

Theresa.

I want you to know
that I loved her very much.

And when I first saw her
sitting at the back of the church...

...my heart could have burst
with happiness.

She didn't recognise me, luckily.

So I had some time to...
to work out how to tell her,

which I did.

A few weeks later.

And then when I...

When I finally did, she was shocked,
of course, at first,

but she seemed so happy, too.

Genuinely.

We spent such a lovely time
together.

Just talking
and getting to know each other,

and then she helped me
into the clinic.

She was so kind.

And then she told me, here.

She told me what she really did.

So that night, I went to find her.

I went to try to talk to her.

We just...

We started rowing
because she just...

She wouldn't listen to me.

She wouldn't listen
to what I was trying to tell her,

wouldn't listen
to what I had to say,

as her mother, that this was wrong.

And she just kept on telling me
that she liked doing it

and that she was happy, and I asked
her what she thought God would think

about her performing
such sinful acts

and she said that God didn't exist.

Even if he did,
if he was gonna judge either of us,

then it would be me

for being the worst mother
a child could ever have.

And she wouldn't stop saying it,

screaming, if there was a hell, that
I was going there for what I did.

Then she just stopped...

...and looked down
and it was stuck in her,

and my hand was round the handle,

and I don't remember picking it up,

I just remember...

...it being in her.

And the look in her eyes of...

...betrayal.

Again.

It was an accident, Theresa.

And now, you must try to
forgive yourself, like God will,

because I know,
I know you loved her.

And I looked after her.

Afterwards.

I washed her,

and I put her in some nice clothes
and I took her to church,

to pray, so she could
be with the Good Mother.

What about your boys?

Do you pray for them?

They don't know about me, do they?
No. You won't tell them, will you?

Don't tell them.
Don't you think...?

Don't you think
they'd wanna see you,

know you're alive?
I think they would.

No. No, I do, I do, I think so.

My mother died when I was 16,

and I would do anything...

...to spend even five minutes
with her.

So what a gift that would be
for them...

...to have their mum back.

What a huge gift that would be!

Yeah?

No.

I think maybe she was right.

I think, in my heart...

...I know I'm no good.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

No!

I'm really sorry.

She only decided five minutes ago
and I was about to call you.

What, not even to say hello?

She just said
that she wasn't up to it,

and obviously,
we have to respect her wishes.

I'm so sorry.

It's...

Just...

Did she say
when she would be able to?

I think as soon as she feels
she can cope, she'll see him.

I'm sure you understand
it's hard for lots of patients

when it comes to their children.

Yeah.

Of course.

You know, I think, if it were me,

I might do the same thing.

She's your mum, you know?

She doesn't want you to see her

when she's not feeling as strong
as she'd like.

You think she's gonna kill herself?

What? God, no!

No.
Where-where did you get that from?

I googled what she has, and lots
of people with it never recover,

or kill themselves.

No, no, no. No.

No, that...

That's for people
who don't get treatment, right?

She's going to be fine.

Come here.

Listen, she'll be fine,
and you and me...

we're gonna help each other
through this, yeah?

Hey, look, that's your mum.

Maybe she's changed her mind.

Hey, Jules.

You have no idea.

Um...

No idea about what?

Mum and Dad.

Who they really were. There's...

There's things
I could tell you about them.

There's things that I could tell you
that would curdle your blood.