Case Sensitive (2011) s01e02 Episode Script

(SCREAMS) Geraldine! His wife has just killed herself and their daughter.
Maybe.
She was fine.
I slept with him, Esther.
Don't get involved, Sal.
Geraldine?! I'm looking for Mark.
I'm Mark.
No, you're not.
What is your name? Esther Taylor.
A man out there claims to be me.
He had a photo of Geraldine and Lucy.
She stole it.
The diaries are authentic.
Almost a confession.
A woman acting suspiciously.
Has pictures of Geraldine Bretherick.
Is your name Esther Taylor? Esther! (SHOUTING AND WHOOPING) So, Esther Taylor.
She was gone by the time we got there, sir.
CCTV? That's a little advanced for the bird sanctuary, sir.
But she did a runner and left these photos behind.
And? It seems she did go to the Bretherick house and steal this photo of Geraldine and Lucy.
She turns up at the bird sanctuary.
Shows this to the woman at the door.
Who are they? We don't know, sir.
Nor did she.
She was trying to identify them.
What's the connection between them and Geraldine Bretherick? We don't know that either, sir.
Why not tell me something you do know? We do know we need to find Esther Taylor.
According to Mark Bretherick she works at a local hotel.
We're checking everyone within a 20-mile radius.
Waterhouse? I went to a seance with my Aunt Ruby once.
It was just like this.
Excuse me.
I thought you were gonna whip him into shape.
I do my best, sir.
Well, do better.
Let me know what transpires, won't you? Yes, sir.
(CROWS SQUAWK) Sarge, got something for you.
Can you address me for once without a ham and cheese bagel in your mouth? It's tuna mayonnaise.
Anyway we found Esther Taylor.
Oh, thank God! Where? We've got a positive ID.
It's definitely her.
Esther Taylor.
35 years old.
Junior manager at the Crowne Plaza Hotel.
She lived on her own.
So I sent Sellers round to the flat.
You need to get over to the hotel.
What have you been doing? I had an idea.
You'd have told me to stay put and check hotels.
I would.
So I went to Lucy's school.
This is Maria Olivia and her daughter Amy, who is one of Lucy Bretherick's best friends.
Go on.
The family moved back to Spain about a year ago.
I checked their flat.
Some big, knobby Georgian number, but no forwarding address.
Dead end.
Thank you for sharing, DC Waterhouse.
We need to know why Esther Taylor was looking for them.
Blimey, home baking.
I use my oven for storage.
These are for Oonagh's school.
If you don't bake cookies, you get your tyres slashed by the yummy mummies.
So down to business.
Do you know these two? That's Amy and her mother Maria.
The girls were friends for a time.
They moved back to Spain a while ago.
Maybe a year.
It was quite a relief.
Amy was a bit of a nightmare.
One of those kids when you see her your heart sinks.
But Oonagh and Lucy were really fond of her.
The mother.
Maria.
I wasn't keen.
She had some high-powered job.
I don't think she really wanted children.
I'd say motherhood bored the pants off her.
What about the dad? I never met him.
Maria was gonna organise a dinner party.
Never happened - thank goodness! Why the interest? We're just trying to join some dots.
We need to get hold of them to be honest.
I'm pretty sure the girls swapped email addresses.
They were gonna stay in contact, but you know.
I'll dig it out for you.
One.
Coming.
Amy! Hey, Oonagh.
Why do children run away from me? She thinks you've come to arrest her.
She convinced herself Lucy's death was her fault.
Why? Amy told her a secret apparently.
Made her promise not to tell.
But she told Lucy.
Now Lucy's dead, so it's all her fault.
Perfect logic when you're six.
Right.
(BANG FOLLOWED BY FLUTTERING) Help! Thank you for your time.
Blood tests show benzodiazepine in her blood stream.
Same as Geraldine Bretherick.
They've recovered her handbag.
Mobile phone's missing.
Have you got anything? Mm.
I spoke to most of her colleagues.
Just two outstanding.
One on holiday.
One called in sick.
And? Esther was divorced.
Well liked.
No regular boyfriend.
I have names.
Sellers is checking them out.
Good.
Yesterday afternoon a man came in looking for her.
Hold it.
Go back.
Bloody hell! I knew it.
Interview with Mark Bretherick in the presence of DC Waterhouse and DS Zailer.
Mr Bretherick, where were you at 5pm yesterday afternoon? I was at the Crowne Plaza Hotel looking for Esther Taylor.
Why were you looking for her? She came to my house and said she worked at the local hotel.
And she stole a photo of my wife and child.
Then she vanished, and you don't believe she exists.
Did you find her? No.
Went home.
You have witnesses who can corroborate that? No, because my house is completely empty these days because my wife and daughter are dead.
Do you remember? Is this the photo Esther Taylor stole from your house? Yeah, except it was in a frame.
Where did you get it? Is this from your house, too? I think that's one of Lucy's friends.
Amy.
But I've never seen the photo before.
What have they got to do with Geraldine's death? What about this? Why are you showing me this? Come on! But I've never seen it before.
This is Esther Taylor.
No, it's not.
This isn't the woman who came to my house.
Look, are you gonna charge me with anything? Because if you're not, I'm gonna leave.
Is it your intetntion to sabotage every witness in this case? What is the matter with you? So you buy that? They're off again! Why say Esther isn't the woman who saw him? Because he doesn't want to be in the frame for her murder.
He was the one that brought us to her in the first place! Sarge.
You're not listening.
If he plans murder, why go in a police station and annouce he's looking for her? Exactly.
Sergeant.
What? There were four men in Esther Taylor's life.
All four have been alibied.
Two by their wives.
Fine.
We showed her photo to the woman at the bird sanctuary - She's never seen her before.
How do you know? Wild bloody guess! If there's anyone in her life we haven't spoken to, JFDI now.
Come again? Just fucking do it, Sellers.
No, sir.
I'm afraid not, sir.
I just got an email from Maria Olivia in Spain.
She and her husband are devastated by the death of Lucy and Geraldine, but they have no idea who Esther Taylor is.
Thank you, sir.
Up your arse, sir.
The problem is, Jonathan, I was convinced Geraldine and Lucy was a straightforward murder-suicide, and then another stiff turns up.
I see how this complicates things.
Professor Harwood says a crime scene says as much about a criminal as your home says about you.
You should see my flat.
It's not an exact science.
We can't identify individuals, only types.
But we're happy to take credit when the killer is caught.
Familiar! If the cases are linked, what I can say is the perpetrator is most likely an ultra-controllong, high-functioning man.
(KNOCK AT THE DOOR) Hi.
Jonathan was just telling me what an amazing mentor you've been to him.
If you've come to see me, sorry.
I've got a TV thing.
It's a distraction from my work, but it is interesting.
I can imagine.
I'm free later if you fancy chewing over your fascinating case.
I'm really up against it.
Well, pity.
I'll call you.
Sorry, he's a bit of a Yeah, he is a bit.
So what are we talking? A stranger killing? No.
I'd say someone intimately connected with the family.
Mark Bretherick? (DRIPPING) I didn't get you anything cos I didn't know what you'd want.
I'm fine.
Have something.
Don't make me eat on my own.
I make my own food.
Like to know what's in it.
Who does that look like? A young Geraldine Bretherick.
That's Sally Thorne, Esther's best friend.
They work together at the hotel.
She's not off sick.
She's missing.
Since when? Yesterday afternoon.
Come on.
Yeah.
This is her.
This is the woman who came here.
Who is she? Her name is Sally Thorne.
Have you spoken to her? Unfortunately not.
She went missing yesterday morning, sir.
Do you think something's happened to her? All avenues are open.
Is there any possibility your wife knew this woman? It's unlikey, but I have no idea.
I'm sorry, Mr Bretherick, but we must search your house again.
OK.
Do what you need to do, Sellers.
Do you need me to stay? No, sir.
(WHEELS ON GRAVEL) (DOOR OPENS) Hi, honey.
I'm home! (DOOR SLAMS) Sorry.
Really bad joke.
Mark! Why did you say you were Mark Bretherick? I couldn't think of any other way to do it.
Honestly.
To do what? To protect you, Sally.
That's all I was trying to do.
I dreamed about you for months.
I fantasized about running into you, but Jesus Christ! I never imagined this.
I know.
It It must seem bizarre.
It is bizarre.
What am I saying? You must have been petrified.
It's It's just I had to weigh one thing against the other, and it seemed to me better you were terrified thandead.
Dead?! What do you mean dead? Mark Bretheridge is trying to kill youSally.
I don't even know know him.
I've hardly even met Why does he want to kill me? Esther! I'm so sorry.
Mark Bretherick killed her.
He must have thought she was onto him.
Oh, my God! I told him my name was Esther Taylor.
Is that why? It's my fault.
It's my fault she's dead.
Stop it.
Listen to me.
It's I-It's not you fault.
It's my bloody fault.
I told you I was Mark Bretherick.
If I hadn't made up that stupid lie, you wouldn't have seen him, she'd still be alive.
He killed her.
And now he's looking for you.
(GASPS) How do you know these things? This is horrible.
Who are you? I'm Jonathan Hey.
I know because I'm a criminologist, and I'm making a study of Mark for the police.
But he's a psychopath.
You're not safe till he's off the street.
The only place I could think of that was safe was here.
Looking sharp, boss.
Commissioner's retirement do.
What are we looking at now, Zailer? From Bretherick's house.
There must be a link between all the women - I hope we find it in this lot.
And Sally Thorne? We found her car and registered her as missing.
We think she's been abducted, sir.
Started an appeal.
Hm.
I think he likes you, Charlie.
Well, thank you, Colin.
Where did this lot come from? That came from .
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the shelf in the kitchen.
It's all written in Spanish.
Written by Geraldine? Not her handwriting.
That needs translating.
Do you like basil? I don't mind.
I really ought to call Nick.
He'll be going out of his mind.
Let him sweat.
He deserves it.
You told me he treated you like a skivvy.
Remember that morning we stayed in bed and ordered room service? You said he was so useless he didn't know how to use the washing machine.
I didn't mean it.
I - Anyway I texted him.
What?! I used your phone.
Don't worry.
Who did you say you were? You, of course.
You sent him a message pretending to be me? You can't do that! What's the matter? You trusted me before.
Why don't you trust me now? I do trust you.
I was just wondering about your plans.
What are you - we, what are we gonna do? We're gonna have supper.
Then we'll work out a course of action.
OK? OK? Thanks for coming.
No problem.
Sorry about the mess.
Justsit down.
Listen to this.
'I slammed the door on her and held onto the handle.
She kept saying, 'Mummy, let me out! Then he came upstairs and said I was being cruel.
' Geraldine Bretherick's diary.
No, it's not.
It's written in Spanish and it's a translation of this.
See the handwriting's different.
Look at the suicide note.
Where did you find this? At the Bretherick house.
The kids' names are different.
Amy instead of Lucy.
Amy.
Olivia? This is Maria's diary.
Yes, it is.
It was altered on Geraldine's computer to make it look like she was disturbed enough to kill Lucy.
What do you think? And this? 'I'm sorry, but I have to do what is right for Lucy and me.
' This isn't a suicide note.
No, it's not.
Forensics say it's been torn from a longer letter.
I knew this was never murder-suicide.
Yeah, well.
you were right and I was wrong.
Anyway thanks for coming over.
Sorry to bother you.
No, no, no.
No, this is great.
This is great really.
Well done.
It's brilliant.
You're brilliant.
Don'tget carried away, will you? So you speak Spanish, then? Si.
Dos sangrias por favor.
I forgot you don't drink.
We need to find these Olivias, don't we? Yes, we do.
So you're saying you knew the Brethericks.
Geraldine Bretherick would have married me, if she'd been free.
How do you mean? I have family of my own.
And our children were friends.
After my wife took ours back to Spain .
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well, I bought one of Geraldine's paintings.
She was a wonderful painter.
A wonderful mother.
So what happened? She ended it.
Said she felt uncomfortable.
But she'd never have left her husband.
Why do you think I used Mark Bretherick's name when I met you? He had everything I wanted.
Do you think he found out about you and Geraldine? Well, he must have done.
Why else do you think he killed her? When we were at the hotel you had a photo of Geraldine and Lucy.
Yeah.
Mark Bretherick had the same photo in his house.
Geraldine gave it to me.
When things were going well Then she asked for it back.
She said she thought it might lookcompromising.
So when you saw me in the hotel in Leeds you you must have thought I looked like Geraldine.
I thought that ages before I saw you up there.
It was uncanny actually.
What do you mean? I saw you one night getting out of your car.
Geraldine's doppelganger.
A couple of weeks later I saw you at the station.
You looked so sweet struggling with the .
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wheels on that little case.
I don't understand.
How did you end up in the same hotel as me? Because I knew I had to meet you.
I followed you, Sally.
I never believed that it was Geraldine's diary.
She'd never have written those things about Lucy.
She adored her.
I am very sorry about that.
Is there any reason you can think of why your wife was translating Maria Olivia's diaries? I didn't know they were so close.
Geraldine was so clever.
She was brilliant at languages.
Why not ask Maria Olivia? We are trying to.
But we need any lead you can give us about the Olivias.
Anything at all.
They buoght my favourite of Geraldine's paintings.
Just come back from a bloody trade fair in Munich, and it was gone.
Geraldine said the husband came round to collect it.
When? When was this? ErMunich was about three months ago.
Three months? Are you sure? Thank you very much, sir.
Sally! Sally! Come down.
I've got something to show you.
It's a surprise.
I don't like surprises.
You're gonna love this one! Do you remember when you bunked off that conference in Leeds, and you said, 'Wouldn't it be great to run away to a Greek island and live in a white house?' Yeah, that was just talk.
A daydream.
It was then, but it doesn't have to be now.
Look.
It's for sale.
We can make our dreams come true.
We're gonna raise our little family in fresh air by the sea.
What's that mean? What are you talking about? Don't you thinkwe should have a little baby of our own? I've already got the family, Jonathan.
And I want to get back to them.
Oh, Sally! You really don't know what you want, do you? We really need some more information on the Olivias.
We need to trace them.
Did you try the email address I gave you? I did, and I got a reply.
But when I asked for a phone number nothing.
We think they've been in the UK recently.
All I'll have is an old address.
Whatever you have, please.
OK.
(PHONE BEEPS) Hello.
Oh.
Hi, Jess.
It's my turn tomorrow.
That's a nice picture.
Did you do this? Yes.
Who are these three? That's me.
That's Lucy.
And that's Amy.
Did you do this bit here? That's Amy's other house.
See you later.
Good luck.
'Charlie.
' Yeah? I think I've got a lead.
Good.
'The Olivia's owned a second home.
Cordy's given me directions.
' 'Did you get an address?' Not an exact address.
But it's outside Ettington, and I've a description of sorts.
What have you got? 'We're speaking to Maria's last employer and the Inland Revenue will send what they have.
' Great.
I'll keep you posted.
Oonagh, you shouldn't be out here.
You must go back inside the gate.
Is there something wrong? Amy, gonna come play with us? Come on.
Amy! Amy! I told you before, out! Amy, no! Can I tell you a secret? Of course you can, love.
What's that? Nothing.
Give it to me.
It's a letter from Geraldine.
Shall I read it to you? 'You stole that photograph from my house, Jonathan.
When I walked in and I saw it on your desk I felt sick.
It's not healthy, Jonathan, this obsession you have with me.
It has to stop.
' There was no relationship with Geraldine, was there? You were stalking her just like you stalked me! I fell for your lies, but she didn't, so you killed her! And you killed Esther! I want to go home.
I want to see my husband and my children.
PleaseI won't tell anyone.
Just let me go.
OK.
Jonathan! Jonathan! Open this door! Oh, no! Sally! Sally! Sally! Sally! Sally! Sally! Agh! Bitch! (MOANING) Come here! (KNOCK AT THE DOOR) 'Charlie.
' Hi, Simon.
I'm at the house.
Culver Farm, Ettington.
It's all boarded up.
There's a car parked outside.
Can you run a PNC check on Hotel, 8-4-8 Kilo, Golf, Mike? You need any help out there? No.
I'm fine.
I can handle it.
'Hotel 8-4-8 Kilo, Golf, Mike: green Saab 900.
That car belongs to Jonathan Hey.
' Jonathan.
This is the Olivias' old house, right? Yeah.
I'm renting it.
Sorry.
I look a bit of a mess.
I'm renovating.
Please, come in.
I'll make some tea, shall I? Thank you.
(CLATTERING) (DRIPPING) (CRASH!) Hello.
Is there someone there? Please help me! I'm a police officer.
My name's Charlie Zailer.
Are you OK? He's trying to kill me.
What's your name? S-Sally.
Sally Thorne.
OK, Sally.
I want you to stay there.
Everything's going - Is this the room they died in? Amy and Maria died in here, didn't they? I killed them.
No, you didn't.
I know you didn't, Jonathan.
Amy told Oonagh her secret.
That she planned to kill her mother.
Your daughter killed your wife, didn't she? Couldn't make them love each other.
Marialiked to .
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read by lamplight in the bath.
Then one evening .
.
Amy pushed the lamp into the water.
When she .
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realised what she'd done she .
.
tried to pull Maria out.
She died trying to save her mother.
I couldn't stop her.
Maria never wanted children.
She constantly punished Amy to get at me.
She only meant to hurt her a little bit.
She didn't know what she was doing.
Of course she didn't.
She was six years old, Jonathan.
I couldn't tell anyone what happened.
You were protecting your daughter.
I can understand that.
But why Geraldine? Why Lucy? After er Maria and Amy died I asked Geraldine to translate Maria's diaries.
I wanted to know what happened, so I could do better the next time.
I wanted a family.
I needed a family.
I thought Geraldine could be the one.
She I would have .
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looked after Lucy.
But Geraldine wouldn't.
She So I All I ever wanted .
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was a happy, loving family.
Jonathan, shall I take that? (CRASH!) Jonathan! Jonathan! Now take it easy.
Sally, tell me where you are! Take it easy.
Charlie! Stay calm.
Jonathan.
Don't do this.
Simonwe're fine.
You're not a bad person, Jonathan.
What happened here would have destroyed any man.
But it's over now.
Please.
I always liked you.
I liked you, too.
Where are Amy and Maria? Where are they? Under the olive tree in the garden.
Yes, sir.
Sellers is on it now, sir.
He'll do it, sir - take care of it.
Yes, sir.
Will do.
Are you OK? I'm very sorry.
I just want to get back to my family.
I can imagine.
You'll be fine.
Thank you for rescuing me.
No problem.
Actually you nearly got me killed.
I told you I could handle it.
I thought - I was trying Sorry.
It's OK.
Simon .
.
can you do something for me? Yeah.
Can you stop doing that? No problem.
Thank you.