Scott and Bailey s01e04 Episode Script
Execution
I just perjured myself.
I just lied in court.
Some things you don't talk about to anyone.
I need the flat back.
I lost the baby.
Here you go.
It's hardly the Malmaison.
Veronica Hastings.
She was only six and then she turned up dead.
Is that what you wanted to ask me? Taisie, you've got Games, remember.
(HORN BLARES) RADIO: a lot of regeneration in Manchester.
(SINGS ALONG TO CD) # And I'll never love again Go on, Gary.
Hey! Move! (SIRENS) Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
So much crap on your desk, Kevin.
Yeah, I'm good, thank you.
I hope you saw I put down Did ya? And what will they do? I didn't know he was married.
She knows I was gutted when Yes.
Who the hell on earth told him that? Not Hannah.
Not you.
" And then this woman, out of the blue, rings me up I wouldn't jeopardise the case.
I don't know how he knew.
Maybe he assumed You still don't think I've made that leap, do you? And I have.
I don't talkto anybody about what we do.
No.
(TUTS) Sleeping with the enemy? Piss off, Kevin.
You'd shag roadkill if it was still warm.
D'you know, you shag one sheep Missing? This is the Major Incident Team.
Hello.
Would you like to come through? And who is it you want to report missing, Janice? A fella I work with.
OK.
Can you tell me his name? Gary Birkinshaw.
And what's his address? 47, Coldhurst Road, Chadderton.
I don't know the postcode.
And is there anyone else living at the address, do you know? His wife and his daughter.
Oh.
So why haven't they reported him missing? She said she had.
Four weeks ago.
His wife.
But er I'm not convinced she did.
You see, er I think she's done something to him.
Her and her nasty little boyfriend.
"Done something to him"? What sort of something? I think they've killed him.
And I think she's twigged on that I think that.
And I'm frightened.
Cos this woman she makes Myra Hindley look like a Blue Peter presenter.
When she said it, I thought, "Is she mad?" But honestly, five, ten minutes later I'm agreeing with her.
So she told you that he was in Basingstoke.
Yeah.
So I'm like, "Why isn't he answering anyone's calls, then?" Texts, anything.
What makes you so sure they've done something to him? We know he wasn't happy at home because of this affair she's been having with this Sodunke bloke.
This what bloke? Ashad Sodunke.
He's alayabout.
Arrogant.
He's a right tosser.
The thing is, when I went round their house, Sodunke sat on the settee in front of the telly, in his boxers.
There's no way he'd be there like that if there was any danger of Gary walking through that door.
No way.
Gary's a big bloke.
He's handy with his fists.
Gary would have to be on the moon, never mind Basingstoke, for Ashad Sodunke to be carrying on like that in his house.
They know he's not coming back.
They know.
The wife did report him missing ten days after he was last sighted.
After Janice, the woman from this morning, went round there and said that if they didn't report him missing, she would.
At which same time, the wife Vicky, she's called.
.
.
is telling everybody he's with another woman in Basingstoke.
If you're convinced that your husband's in Basingstoke with another woman, why d'you allow yourself to be put under pressure to report him missing? That is, unless you're hiding Rachel's made a couple of phone calls and his mobile hasn't been used since Uniform checked it out in March.
His bank cards haven't been used since March 18th.
Plus on March When was it? March 22nd.
Three days after the last sighting of him, Vicky puts the rent book into her name.
And we still haven't turned up any ANPR sightings of his vehicle at any time in the last five weeks.
Plus she hasn't been in once since the initial reporting him missing to find out how we're getting on looking for him.
But neither has anyone else.
And there's a daughter.
Eve.
She's 16.
Sothere's no body.
But there's no signs of life, either.
That That bitch of a wife has rang Her Majesty and told her that I've been at it with her husband.
Of course, she's read the flaming court proceedings and she's put two and two together and she knows it was me that told Nick about Stelikos.
How can she know? She can't know.
Not for sure.
No, course not.
Would I be stood here in one piece if she did? All I've ever wanted, all my life, was to work on MIT, and if I lose my job because of that bastard, Janet, I don't know what I'd do, but it wouldn't be good.
Keep your nerve.
Keep your nose clean.
Keep your head down and move on.
Sian Cook is gonna spend 12 years in prison because of that verdict.
Sian Cook made a decision to kill.
You can't take that on yourself.
Her and Sodunke? Vicky Birkinshaw? Yeah.
Manchester Metropolitan Police Major Incident Team.
Can we come in, please? Have you found him? I've a lodger.
He's in bed.
Ashad.
Surname? Sudonke.
Why? Mrs Birkinshaw, I'm arresting you on suspicion of the murder of Gary Birkinshaw.
What? Why? It may harm your defence if you do not mention, when questioned, something which you later rely on in court.
No.
I dunno.
At her boyfriend's.
KEVIN: Oh no, you don't, sunshine.
Mitch! Just do what they tell you! We'll get it sorted out.
You've got the wrong end of the stick.
Reece.
I dunno.
Just Reece.
Why? I've got no idea.
I ain't even dressed.
You'll do.
Put your shoes on.
Is he dead, then? Is Gary dead? You really have got the wrong end of the stick.
After you.
What's up? Have you never seen a ball gag and a dildo before? Get dressed, Mrs Birkinshaw.
You've got three minutes.
Hey, if you want a laugh, pop down to the custody desk.
This woman is like Oh, God knows.
Off the Rocky Horror Show.
And they are all over her.
Who are? The fellas.
There's me, trying to get her booked in Sarge, this is Victoria Birkinshaw.
Get you a nice, hot cup of tea in a minute, Vicky.
She was arrested at ten past seven this morning at her home address on suspicion of murder.
That tie really suits you.
I'm the arresting officer.
Detective Constable Scott.
Kevin, you'd expect.
But Andy? Detective Constable Scott, collar number 6274.
"Would you mind?" Would you mind kissing my arse? She's murdered her flaming husband.
So is she gorgeous or what? I think she's got a face like a bust shoe, but she does something to fellas that goes right over my head.
Are you the exhibits officer? Yeah.
I've given Forensics an hour or so to get cracking.
Well, you're in for a real treat, I'm telling you.
Why? Hardcore porn merchants.
No way.
"What's up with ya? Have you never seen a ball gag and a dildo before?" You'll love meeting this one.
Yep.
Nope.
"Vicky, would you mind slipping your jewellery off and popping it in the tray?" So, Mrs Birkinshaw, your solicitor's explained the situation to you and you understand why you've been arrested.
Yes? I understand that you believe that my husband is dead.
Even though you've not found a body.
So noI don't really understand why I've been arrested.
The fact that your husband's now been missing for over five weeks and the fact that he hasn't used his mobile phone or his car or his bank cards in that time leads us to regard his disappearance as suspicious.
He's in Basingstoke.
We'll come to that later.
Can you tell me, starting at the beginning, anything about your relationship with your husband around the time that he went missing? My husband.
He might be dead.
And OK, we weren't together any more, but it's It's still You know.
When you've been close to someone Would you like a glass of water, Vicky? Can I call you Vicky? (MOANING, GROANING) VICKY: You've been bad, haven't you, slave? On your knees.
Start licking.
Go on.
(VICKY MOANS) I want it harder! Want it harder, do you? Harder! (ASHAD GROANS) (VICKY SHRIEKS) Very controlling.
That's what we fell out about.
(SIGHS) Had a temper like you wouldn't believe.
Manipulative.
Scheming.
In factyou know what? I've worked it out.
I've worked out what's happened.
Oh, what's that, then, Vicky? Someone's come along and put this idea in your heads.
That me and Ashad's done something to him.
Haven't they, eh? Mm? You know he's shagging her? Janice.
Don't ya? Oh, yeah.
He's making it look like he's disappeared.
Deliberately.
He's set us up.
For murder.
He's laughing his socks off somewhere.
And you are helping him.
He's using you.
You wanna search her house.
I bet he's there.
Gary Birkinshaw employed Ashad Sodunke as a porn Well, I'll say "star", but I use the word loosely.
.
.
to perform with his wife.
But Gary gets upset when he finds Ashad doing unpaid overtime with Vicky, so Gary beats Ashad up.
But Vicky and Ashad continue to see one another because they're "in love".
Yes.
Interesting thing, though.
She never once refers to Gary in the past tense.
Everything she says is consistent with him not being dead, in her mind.
Ma'am, just because they're into a bit of kinky hardcore, it don't make 'em murderers.
We've got no reason to think that anything has happened to her.
We're doing everything we can.
We're talking to her schoolfriends.
I've got FIOs out.
Got the neighbourhood police on it.
We've got house-to-house on Coldhurst Road.
We will find her.
Bad acting, rubbish storylines, shit dialogue.
Sorry.
No, nothing that tells us anything about what happened to Gary.
And absolutely nothing from the CSM to indicate the house is a crime scene? Is it not something you want to take seriously at all - this suggestion that he's faked his own disappearance? So I said I'd cook for the girls tonight.
Well, all of us.
Buthow about a takeaway? They'll love it.
Yeah? What, Chinese? Er, I'll be back about ten.
Why, where are you going? I'm meeting Geoff.
Hastings.
I promised him I'd catch up ages ago, but I keep cancelling it.
I'll be back as soon as I can.
I'd ring ahead and check that they haven't already eaten.
She's meeting her boyfriend.
Taisie, it's me, kid.
Have you eaten yet? I AM cooking for you.
D'you like Chinese? It'll be about ten minutes, love.
All right.
I'll just be outside.
Hello.
Is that Caroline? Savage? WOMAN: Yeah.
Please don't hang up.
It's Rachel Bailey.
I-I need to say something to you.
I Ijust wanted you to know - and you may not believe this, that's up to you - but I didn't know that he was married and I certainly didn't know that he had children.
Mrs Savage, are you still there? Yes.
Some women don't give a damn about how they affect other people, but I am not one of them.
And I hope I never will be.
OK.
Look, I'm genuinelydeeply sorry.
You'll be wanting to get off.
I'm sorry, I've got nothing more to report.
No, you're fine.
I know you're busy.
I'm touched that you bother, Janet.
It's no bother.
I just wish that there were more hours in the day.
And, you know, I'm still optimistic.
I'm more optimistic the more I read.
Can't interest you in another, then? I said I'd be getting back - Oh, hi, Andy.
No, thanks.
We were just Well, I was just leaving.
This is Geoff.
I think I've mentioned him.
I was at school with his sister.
Not really.
She was murdered.
Janet's very kindly been looking into the records.
Andy's my sergeant.
Oh, right.
So you help facilitate the Er, no.
That's Jill.
She's our SIO.
No.
I was.
Well, yeah.
ErmI was, yeah.
OK.
Geoff, erm Look, I'll ring you.
I'll be in touch, OK? Yeah, OK.
Erm Well, thanks again for your time.
That w was just so entirely unnecessary.
No, he doesn't.
have paranoid beer-goggles on.
And anyway, how dare you? I'm having a drink with a friend, a man whose He was 15 when his sister was violently raped and murdered.
He's lived with that all his life and .
.
you've just been He's the sort of man that, normally, you'd be kindness itself to, Andy.
And you've just made him feel like shit.
That was just It was just thuggish.
And what was that today with that woman? "Vicky, just slip your jewellery off.
Would you mind?" I said to Rach, "Kevin, you'd Yes.
I'll think about it.
Yeah.
Indian, I'm good at, an' all.
(CHUCKLES) Oh, there's no end to my talents.
And I get 'em all off Janet.
I was an empty vessel till I met her.
Now I'm full of shit.
Well, I'm shagging her.
Did you not know? I'm lying.
I don't even fancy her.
Have I said something? Has she ever what? Janet? Grow up.
Are you serious? So what happened? Well, you're not going to get anything if you can't agree on what you want.
I hate mayonnaise.
It makes me ill.
Were you born stupid or was it something you developed? Hey, I was thinking yesterday we're daft going in separate cars.
I was surprised you were in bed when I got home last night.
I wasn't that late.
I just assumed we had a late one tonight, so Hello.
Morning.
Ooh, sorry.
Sorry.
Morning.
Morning.
I've got the whole MMP looking for the daughter and she just turned up at the front desk.
And Reece, the boyfriend - old enough to be her granddad.
She's asking to speak to whoever's Are you and Andy having a fling? Shut your mouth.
Eve, hello.
I'm Janet.
Come through and I'll explain what's happening with your mum.
Reece, is it? I'm DC Bailey.
We'll have a chat OK.
Eve, er, we've arrested your mother on suspicion of murder.
As yet, we haven't found a body.
But the person we suspect her of having murdered is your father, Gary Birkinshaw.
Me dad's in Basingstoke.
Reece, how well d'you know Vicky Birkinshaw? Could you tell me something about your relationship with her? RACHEL: Reece, how did you persuade Gary into the warehouse in Moston? And when you say "we"? And Ashad had a machete? Where did he get this machete from? So you lured him to the warehouse.
Ashad was already waiting there with a machete.
But you say it was you that slit his throat.
What happened to the machete after? What happened to the suitcase? And you don't know what happened to them? Where did he get these suitcases from? OK, Reece, so if I took you to this warehouse in Moston Boss.
Er, you know weird? And then there's the Planet Weird.
Well, if this household is the Planet Weird, we don't even get light from it.
Eve is sleeping with Reece.
Vicky gave her to him for his birthday.
This poor child has been so twisted and perverted and corrupted, she doesn't know which way is up.
Vicky told her he's in Basingstoke with another woman and wouldn't return her calls because he couldn't give a toss about her.
But Eve's made any number of calls to his phone over the last five weeks.
I had Telecoms run up a list.
What, likebumping off your husband for you? No.
She knows better than that.
So was he the er the erswarthy, dark, Mediterranean-looking one? Sorry what I said.
It's notprobably, quite what you think.
No, no, it's none of my business, anyway.
How did you know? Just something that Adrian said last night.
Ade knows? No.
He wondered.
Not about Andy.
Just generally.
Last Christmas you had an argument, nothing he could put his finger on, but the night that you slept at my flat I didn't tell him that you've never slept at my flat.
It only happened once.
It's not what I do.
You don't have to tell me.
I've regretted it ever since.
It's like you and telling Nick all that stuff.
Sometimes you just have to shoulder the burden of your mistakes and carry on.
And sometimes you want to confess, but you know damn well it wouldn't do anybody any good.
Rach? Sorry.
I need exhibit PT3 before I go back in with Sodunke.
Sorry.
No, no, you're fine.
If I told you, Mr Sodunke, that Reece Birtle told us that on the afternoon of Saturday 22nd March you weren't at the Trafford Centre with Vicky like you told us you were, but in fact you were with him at a disused warehouse in Moston, what would be your response to that? I don't know where Moston is.
I'll be honest with you, Mr Sodunke.
He told us quite a bit more than that.
If he's done something stupid and he's trying to implicate me, he's off his head.
OK, I'm now showing Mr Sodunke exhibit reference PT3.
Is that your credit card statement, Mr Sodunke? Can you confirm that that's your name at the top? Yeah.
And your present address - 47 Coldhurst Road, Chadderton? Yeah.
Can you look at the purchase you made on Thursday 20th March? It's just the one.
Can you read it out to me? Mr Sodunke? You bought three suitcases from Robinson's in Cheadle.
Is that correct? Can you confirm that for me, Mr Sodunke? Yeah.
Can you tell me where those suitcases are now, Mr Sodunke? Hm? Where are they now, those suitcases? Mr Sodunke? Oh, yes.
That were lucky, wasn't it? Both blokes say the same thing - Vicky had nothing to do with it.
Why are you so keen to believe that she was involved? Ma'am.
What's happening with the girl? I've rung Social Services, butshe's 16.
She knew he was dead when she filled in this Missing From Home form.
Vicky.
Janice, the one that reported him missing - it struck me as odd when I read it.
She knew he'd broke both his legs three years ago in a car crash.
In the Any Injuries section.
Why's that odd? It isn't in itself.
But in the form Vicky fills in, she says he has never had any serious injuries.
So? So if, in the future, a body turns up which by that stage was only identifiable by skeletal remains, and there's scar tissue from where the bones healed Vicky has put that her husband has never had any serious injuries, well, we probably wouldn't think to identify that body as Gary Birkinshaw.
I would have done, but I've only just seen it.
D'you think she genuinely thought that far ahead? Clever bitch.
Her.
Not you.
Not that you aren't.
Clever.
Obviously.
Or a bitch.
That's not enough - with all the circumstantial we've got on her - to charge her.
Yeah, it was a bad accident.
He was laid up for months.
And yet, on the Missing From Home form, which you signed .
.
you put "No serious injuries".
So? Well, why did you say that when you knew it wasn't true? He didn't have any serious injuries when I reported him missing.
No, the form asks if the missing person has ever suffered a serious injury.
I dunno.
I'd say I was upset.
I was flustered.
Must have misunderstood.
And how would you respond if I said that I think you knew he was already dead when you reported him missing? And that's why you gave us misleading information - to throw us off the trail if we should find his decomposed body at some point in the future.
I'd say I'm probably not as clever as what you're giving me credit for.
In fact, Vicky - and I know I've asked you this before, but I'm gonna ask you again - why did you report him missing at all? When you believed he'd "gone off with another woman in Basingstoke".
You know what I'm thinking? I'm thinking if this is all you've got to throw at me after three days, you haven't got a tiny, single scrap of proper evidence to suggest that I had anything to do with it.
And thatis because I didn't.
I'd had enough.
I felt under-appreciated at home and .
.
I like Andy.
He's He's got a bit of a thing about me.
You know that we trained together? Well, we had a bit of a fling then.
But then I met Ade and Weird thing is, the other night, when I was with Geoff.
He's He's jealous.
Andy.
He was watching me.
You don't want that.
No.
It's He wants me to move in with him.
And the girls.
Would you? No.
I said I'd think about it, butI'm not.
I wouldn't do it to the girls.
I wouldn't do it to Ade.
Stupid, isn't it? No.
It's what makes you one of the grown-ups.
Or someone who just can't take a risk.
That's a lot to gamble with.
My mum buggered off with someone when I was a kid.
It did my head in for years.
He bled to death.
There are clear indications that dismemberment began while he was still alive.
If you didn't know any better.
Didn't know they weren't dead.
(MOBILE RINGS) Nothing off Vicky.
What you gonna do? Er Sorry.
Wow.
Thanks, boss.
I'm not Kevin.
I mean I really have arrived, haven't I? What about it? What? His watch? What am I saying? Myra? Yeah.
Andy was all gooey over Janet, boss wants ya.
Yeah.
Hold on.
I'm sorry, Mrs Birkinshaw, I know you've been released, but our SIO wants to keep your jewellery for the time being.
I don't think so, love.
Give that here.
You! Get that off her.
It's mine.
I've been released.
What's so interesting about this, then, Vicky? Let's have a little look.
Aha.
Better put her back in her box, boys, until the boss gets back.
(MAN SCREAMING, PLEADING) Is it true? For God's sake, Ashad! Finish him! So is that her behind the camera? (SCREAMING) Can you prove it? How? Silly bitch has filmed her own reflection off a window.
Clear as a bell.
Who said you were sane, Gill? That barrister - I had a fling with him.
I should have appreciated you more.
They're bringing the review team in.
Her ex.
If these murders are linked to Veronica, we know that the offender doesn't dump on the same doorstep twice.
Oh
I just lied in court.
Some things you don't talk about to anyone.
I need the flat back.
I lost the baby.
Here you go.
It's hardly the Malmaison.
Veronica Hastings.
She was only six and then she turned up dead.
Is that what you wanted to ask me? Taisie, you've got Games, remember.
(HORN BLARES) RADIO: a lot of regeneration in Manchester.
(SINGS ALONG TO CD) # And I'll never love again Go on, Gary.
Hey! Move! (SIRENS) Morning.
Morning.
Morning.
So much crap on your desk, Kevin.
Yeah, I'm good, thank you.
I hope you saw I put down Did ya? And what will they do? I didn't know he was married.
She knows I was gutted when Yes.
Who the hell on earth told him that? Not Hannah.
Not you.
" And then this woman, out of the blue, rings me up I wouldn't jeopardise the case.
I don't know how he knew.
Maybe he assumed You still don't think I've made that leap, do you? And I have.
I don't talkto anybody about what we do.
No.
(TUTS) Sleeping with the enemy? Piss off, Kevin.
You'd shag roadkill if it was still warm.
D'you know, you shag one sheep Missing? This is the Major Incident Team.
Hello.
Would you like to come through? And who is it you want to report missing, Janice? A fella I work with.
OK.
Can you tell me his name? Gary Birkinshaw.
And what's his address? 47, Coldhurst Road, Chadderton.
I don't know the postcode.
And is there anyone else living at the address, do you know? His wife and his daughter.
Oh.
So why haven't they reported him missing? She said she had.
Four weeks ago.
His wife.
But er I'm not convinced she did.
You see, er I think she's done something to him.
Her and her nasty little boyfriend.
"Done something to him"? What sort of something? I think they've killed him.
And I think she's twigged on that I think that.
And I'm frightened.
Cos this woman she makes Myra Hindley look like a Blue Peter presenter.
When she said it, I thought, "Is she mad?" But honestly, five, ten minutes later I'm agreeing with her.
So she told you that he was in Basingstoke.
Yeah.
So I'm like, "Why isn't he answering anyone's calls, then?" Texts, anything.
What makes you so sure they've done something to him? We know he wasn't happy at home because of this affair she's been having with this Sodunke bloke.
This what bloke? Ashad Sodunke.
He's alayabout.
Arrogant.
He's a right tosser.
The thing is, when I went round their house, Sodunke sat on the settee in front of the telly, in his boxers.
There's no way he'd be there like that if there was any danger of Gary walking through that door.
No way.
Gary's a big bloke.
He's handy with his fists.
Gary would have to be on the moon, never mind Basingstoke, for Ashad Sodunke to be carrying on like that in his house.
They know he's not coming back.
They know.
The wife did report him missing ten days after he was last sighted.
After Janice, the woman from this morning, went round there and said that if they didn't report him missing, she would.
At which same time, the wife Vicky, she's called.
.
.
is telling everybody he's with another woman in Basingstoke.
If you're convinced that your husband's in Basingstoke with another woman, why d'you allow yourself to be put under pressure to report him missing? That is, unless you're hiding Rachel's made a couple of phone calls and his mobile hasn't been used since Uniform checked it out in March.
His bank cards haven't been used since March 18th.
Plus on March When was it? March 22nd.
Three days after the last sighting of him, Vicky puts the rent book into her name.
And we still haven't turned up any ANPR sightings of his vehicle at any time in the last five weeks.
Plus she hasn't been in once since the initial reporting him missing to find out how we're getting on looking for him.
But neither has anyone else.
And there's a daughter.
Eve.
She's 16.
Sothere's no body.
But there's no signs of life, either.
That That bitch of a wife has rang Her Majesty and told her that I've been at it with her husband.
Of course, she's read the flaming court proceedings and she's put two and two together and she knows it was me that told Nick about Stelikos.
How can she know? She can't know.
Not for sure.
No, course not.
Would I be stood here in one piece if she did? All I've ever wanted, all my life, was to work on MIT, and if I lose my job because of that bastard, Janet, I don't know what I'd do, but it wouldn't be good.
Keep your nerve.
Keep your nose clean.
Keep your head down and move on.
Sian Cook is gonna spend 12 years in prison because of that verdict.
Sian Cook made a decision to kill.
You can't take that on yourself.
Her and Sodunke? Vicky Birkinshaw? Yeah.
Manchester Metropolitan Police Major Incident Team.
Can we come in, please? Have you found him? I've a lodger.
He's in bed.
Ashad.
Surname? Sudonke.
Why? Mrs Birkinshaw, I'm arresting you on suspicion of the murder of Gary Birkinshaw.
What? Why? It may harm your defence if you do not mention, when questioned, something which you later rely on in court.
No.
I dunno.
At her boyfriend's.
KEVIN: Oh no, you don't, sunshine.
Mitch! Just do what they tell you! We'll get it sorted out.
You've got the wrong end of the stick.
Reece.
I dunno.
Just Reece.
Why? I've got no idea.
I ain't even dressed.
You'll do.
Put your shoes on.
Is he dead, then? Is Gary dead? You really have got the wrong end of the stick.
After you.
What's up? Have you never seen a ball gag and a dildo before? Get dressed, Mrs Birkinshaw.
You've got three minutes.
Hey, if you want a laugh, pop down to the custody desk.
This woman is like Oh, God knows.
Off the Rocky Horror Show.
And they are all over her.
Who are? The fellas.
There's me, trying to get her booked in Sarge, this is Victoria Birkinshaw.
Get you a nice, hot cup of tea in a minute, Vicky.
She was arrested at ten past seven this morning at her home address on suspicion of murder.
That tie really suits you.
I'm the arresting officer.
Detective Constable Scott.
Kevin, you'd expect.
But Andy? Detective Constable Scott, collar number 6274.
"Would you mind?" Would you mind kissing my arse? She's murdered her flaming husband.
So is she gorgeous or what? I think she's got a face like a bust shoe, but she does something to fellas that goes right over my head.
Are you the exhibits officer? Yeah.
I've given Forensics an hour or so to get cracking.
Well, you're in for a real treat, I'm telling you.
Why? Hardcore porn merchants.
No way.
"What's up with ya? Have you never seen a ball gag and a dildo before?" You'll love meeting this one.
Yep.
Nope.
"Vicky, would you mind slipping your jewellery off and popping it in the tray?" So, Mrs Birkinshaw, your solicitor's explained the situation to you and you understand why you've been arrested.
Yes? I understand that you believe that my husband is dead.
Even though you've not found a body.
So noI don't really understand why I've been arrested.
The fact that your husband's now been missing for over five weeks and the fact that he hasn't used his mobile phone or his car or his bank cards in that time leads us to regard his disappearance as suspicious.
He's in Basingstoke.
We'll come to that later.
Can you tell me, starting at the beginning, anything about your relationship with your husband around the time that he went missing? My husband.
He might be dead.
And OK, we weren't together any more, but it's It's still You know.
When you've been close to someone Would you like a glass of water, Vicky? Can I call you Vicky? (MOANING, GROANING) VICKY: You've been bad, haven't you, slave? On your knees.
Start licking.
Go on.
(VICKY MOANS) I want it harder! Want it harder, do you? Harder! (ASHAD GROANS) (VICKY SHRIEKS) Very controlling.
That's what we fell out about.
(SIGHS) Had a temper like you wouldn't believe.
Manipulative.
Scheming.
In factyou know what? I've worked it out.
I've worked out what's happened.
Oh, what's that, then, Vicky? Someone's come along and put this idea in your heads.
That me and Ashad's done something to him.
Haven't they, eh? Mm? You know he's shagging her? Janice.
Don't ya? Oh, yeah.
He's making it look like he's disappeared.
Deliberately.
He's set us up.
For murder.
He's laughing his socks off somewhere.
And you are helping him.
He's using you.
You wanna search her house.
I bet he's there.
Gary Birkinshaw employed Ashad Sodunke as a porn Well, I'll say "star", but I use the word loosely.
.
.
to perform with his wife.
But Gary gets upset when he finds Ashad doing unpaid overtime with Vicky, so Gary beats Ashad up.
But Vicky and Ashad continue to see one another because they're "in love".
Yes.
Interesting thing, though.
She never once refers to Gary in the past tense.
Everything she says is consistent with him not being dead, in her mind.
Ma'am, just because they're into a bit of kinky hardcore, it don't make 'em murderers.
We've got no reason to think that anything has happened to her.
We're doing everything we can.
We're talking to her schoolfriends.
I've got FIOs out.
Got the neighbourhood police on it.
We've got house-to-house on Coldhurst Road.
We will find her.
Bad acting, rubbish storylines, shit dialogue.
Sorry.
No, nothing that tells us anything about what happened to Gary.
And absolutely nothing from the CSM to indicate the house is a crime scene? Is it not something you want to take seriously at all - this suggestion that he's faked his own disappearance? So I said I'd cook for the girls tonight.
Well, all of us.
Buthow about a takeaway? They'll love it.
Yeah? What, Chinese? Er, I'll be back about ten.
Why, where are you going? I'm meeting Geoff.
Hastings.
I promised him I'd catch up ages ago, but I keep cancelling it.
I'll be back as soon as I can.
I'd ring ahead and check that they haven't already eaten.
She's meeting her boyfriend.
Taisie, it's me, kid.
Have you eaten yet? I AM cooking for you.
D'you like Chinese? It'll be about ten minutes, love.
All right.
I'll just be outside.
Hello.
Is that Caroline? Savage? WOMAN: Yeah.
Please don't hang up.
It's Rachel Bailey.
I-I need to say something to you.
I Ijust wanted you to know - and you may not believe this, that's up to you - but I didn't know that he was married and I certainly didn't know that he had children.
Mrs Savage, are you still there? Yes.
Some women don't give a damn about how they affect other people, but I am not one of them.
And I hope I never will be.
OK.
Look, I'm genuinelydeeply sorry.
You'll be wanting to get off.
I'm sorry, I've got nothing more to report.
No, you're fine.
I know you're busy.
I'm touched that you bother, Janet.
It's no bother.
I just wish that there were more hours in the day.
And, you know, I'm still optimistic.
I'm more optimistic the more I read.
Can't interest you in another, then? I said I'd be getting back - Oh, hi, Andy.
No, thanks.
We were just Well, I was just leaving.
This is Geoff.
I think I've mentioned him.
I was at school with his sister.
Not really.
She was murdered.
Janet's very kindly been looking into the records.
Andy's my sergeant.
Oh, right.
So you help facilitate the Er, no.
That's Jill.
She's our SIO.
No.
I was.
Well, yeah.
ErmI was, yeah.
OK.
Geoff, erm Look, I'll ring you.
I'll be in touch, OK? Yeah, OK.
Erm Well, thanks again for your time.
That w was just so entirely unnecessary.
No, he doesn't.
have paranoid beer-goggles on.
And anyway, how dare you? I'm having a drink with a friend, a man whose He was 15 when his sister was violently raped and murdered.
He's lived with that all his life and .
.
you've just been He's the sort of man that, normally, you'd be kindness itself to, Andy.
And you've just made him feel like shit.
That was just It was just thuggish.
And what was that today with that woman? "Vicky, just slip your jewellery off.
Would you mind?" I said to Rach, "Kevin, you'd Yes.
I'll think about it.
Yeah.
Indian, I'm good at, an' all.
(CHUCKLES) Oh, there's no end to my talents.
And I get 'em all off Janet.
I was an empty vessel till I met her.
Now I'm full of shit.
Well, I'm shagging her.
Did you not know? I'm lying.
I don't even fancy her.
Have I said something? Has she ever what? Janet? Grow up.
Are you serious? So what happened? Well, you're not going to get anything if you can't agree on what you want.
I hate mayonnaise.
It makes me ill.
Were you born stupid or was it something you developed? Hey, I was thinking yesterday we're daft going in separate cars.
I was surprised you were in bed when I got home last night.
I wasn't that late.
I just assumed we had a late one tonight, so Hello.
Morning.
Ooh, sorry.
Sorry.
Morning.
Morning.
I've got the whole MMP looking for the daughter and she just turned up at the front desk.
And Reece, the boyfriend - old enough to be her granddad.
She's asking to speak to whoever's Are you and Andy having a fling? Shut your mouth.
Eve, hello.
I'm Janet.
Come through and I'll explain what's happening with your mum.
Reece, is it? I'm DC Bailey.
We'll have a chat OK.
Eve, er, we've arrested your mother on suspicion of murder.
As yet, we haven't found a body.
But the person we suspect her of having murdered is your father, Gary Birkinshaw.
Me dad's in Basingstoke.
Reece, how well d'you know Vicky Birkinshaw? Could you tell me something about your relationship with her? RACHEL: Reece, how did you persuade Gary into the warehouse in Moston? And when you say "we"? And Ashad had a machete? Where did he get this machete from? So you lured him to the warehouse.
Ashad was already waiting there with a machete.
But you say it was you that slit his throat.
What happened to the machete after? What happened to the suitcase? And you don't know what happened to them? Where did he get these suitcases from? OK, Reece, so if I took you to this warehouse in Moston Boss.
Er, you know weird? And then there's the Planet Weird.
Well, if this household is the Planet Weird, we don't even get light from it.
Eve is sleeping with Reece.
Vicky gave her to him for his birthday.
This poor child has been so twisted and perverted and corrupted, she doesn't know which way is up.
Vicky told her he's in Basingstoke with another woman and wouldn't return her calls because he couldn't give a toss about her.
But Eve's made any number of calls to his phone over the last five weeks.
I had Telecoms run up a list.
What, likebumping off your husband for you? No.
She knows better than that.
So was he the er the erswarthy, dark, Mediterranean-looking one? Sorry what I said.
It's notprobably, quite what you think.
No, no, it's none of my business, anyway.
How did you know? Just something that Adrian said last night.
Ade knows? No.
He wondered.
Not about Andy.
Just generally.
Last Christmas you had an argument, nothing he could put his finger on, but the night that you slept at my flat I didn't tell him that you've never slept at my flat.
It only happened once.
It's not what I do.
You don't have to tell me.
I've regretted it ever since.
It's like you and telling Nick all that stuff.
Sometimes you just have to shoulder the burden of your mistakes and carry on.
And sometimes you want to confess, but you know damn well it wouldn't do anybody any good.
Rach? Sorry.
I need exhibit PT3 before I go back in with Sodunke.
Sorry.
No, no, you're fine.
If I told you, Mr Sodunke, that Reece Birtle told us that on the afternoon of Saturday 22nd March you weren't at the Trafford Centre with Vicky like you told us you were, but in fact you were with him at a disused warehouse in Moston, what would be your response to that? I don't know where Moston is.
I'll be honest with you, Mr Sodunke.
He told us quite a bit more than that.
If he's done something stupid and he's trying to implicate me, he's off his head.
OK, I'm now showing Mr Sodunke exhibit reference PT3.
Is that your credit card statement, Mr Sodunke? Can you confirm that that's your name at the top? Yeah.
And your present address - 47 Coldhurst Road, Chadderton? Yeah.
Can you look at the purchase you made on Thursday 20th March? It's just the one.
Can you read it out to me? Mr Sodunke? You bought three suitcases from Robinson's in Cheadle.
Is that correct? Can you confirm that for me, Mr Sodunke? Yeah.
Can you tell me where those suitcases are now, Mr Sodunke? Hm? Where are they now, those suitcases? Mr Sodunke? Oh, yes.
That were lucky, wasn't it? Both blokes say the same thing - Vicky had nothing to do with it.
Why are you so keen to believe that she was involved? Ma'am.
What's happening with the girl? I've rung Social Services, butshe's 16.
She knew he was dead when she filled in this Missing From Home form.
Vicky.
Janice, the one that reported him missing - it struck me as odd when I read it.
She knew he'd broke both his legs three years ago in a car crash.
In the Any Injuries section.
Why's that odd? It isn't in itself.
But in the form Vicky fills in, she says he has never had any serious injuries.
So? So if, in the future, a body turns up which by that stage was only identifiable by skeletal remains, and there's scar tissue from where the bones healed Vicky has put that her husband has never had any serious injuries, well, we probably wouldn't think to identify that body as Gary Birkinshaw.
I would have done, but I've only just seen it.
D'you think she genuinely thought that far ahead? Clever bitch.
Her.
Not you.
Not that you aren't.
Clever.
Obviously.
Or a bitch.
That's not enough - with all the circumstantial we've got on her - to charge her.
Yeah, it was a bad accident.
He was laid up for months.
And yet, on the Missing From Home form, which you signed .
.
you put "No serious injuries".
So? Well, why did you say that when you knew it wasn't true? He didn't have any serious injuries when I reported him missing.
No, the form asks if the missing person has ever suffered a serious injury.
I dunno.
I'd say I was upset.
I was flustered.
Must have misunderstood.
And how would you respond if I said that I think you knew he was already dead when you reported him missing? And that's why you gave us misleading information - to throw us off the trail if we should find his decomposed body at some point in the future.
I'd say I'm probably not as clever as what you're giving me credit for.
In fact, Vicky - and I know I've asked you this before, but I'm gonna ask you again - why did you report him missing at all? When you believed he'd "gone off with another woman in Basingstoke".
You know what I'm thinking? I'm thinking if this is all you've got to throw at me after three days, you haven't got a tiny, single scrap of proper evidence to suggest that I had anything to do with it.
And thatis because I didn't.
I'd had enough.
I felt under-appreciated at home and .
.
I like Andy.
He's He's got a bit of a thing about me.
You know that we trained together? Well, we had a bit of a fling then.
But then I met Ade and Weird thing is, the other night, when I was with Geoff.
He's He's jealous.
Andy.
He was watching me.
You don't want that.
No.
It's He wants me to move in with him.
And the girls.
Would you? No.
I said I'd think about it, butI'm not.
I wouldn't do it to the girls.
I wouldn't do it to Ade.
Stupid, isn't it? No.
It's what makes you one of the grown-ups.
Or someone who just can't take a risk.
That's a lot to gamble with.
My mum buggered off with someone when I was a kid.
It did my head in for years.
He bled to death.
There are clear indications that dismemberment began while he was still alive.
If you didn't know any better.
Didn't know they weren't dead.
(MOBILE RINGS) Nothing off Vicky.
What you gonna do? Er Sorry.
Wow.
Thanks, boss.
I'm not Kevin.
I mean I really have arrived, haven't I? What about it? What? His watch? What am I saying? Myra? Yeah.
Andy was all gooey over Janet, boss wants ya.
Yeah.
Hold on.
I'm sorry, Mrs Birkinshaw, I know you've been released, but our SIO wants to keep your jewellery for the time being.
I don't think so, love.
Give that here.
You! Get that off her.
It's mine.
I've been released.
What's so interesting about this, then, Vicky? Let's have a little look.
Aha.
Better put her back in her box, boys, until the boss gets back.
(MAN SCREAMING, PLEADING) Is it true? For God's sake, Ashad! Finish him! So is that her behind the camera? (SCREAMING) Can you prove it? How? Silly bitch has filmed her own reflection off a window.
Clear as a bell.
Who said you were sane, Gill? That barrister - I had a fling with him.
I should have appreciated you more.
They're bringing the review team in.
Her ex.
If these murders are linked to Veronica, we know that the offender doesn't dump on the same doorstep twice.
Oh