Waking the Dead (2000) s01e06 Episode Script

No splash marks.
When someone's been hit around the head, you'd expect blood spatter.
No evidence of the attack took place in here? No.
Checked his house? Yeah.
Weapon? Could have been any number of tools.
It was heavy, had a slight curve and a very sharp edge.
RETCHING Colm, what's wrong? Nothing.
Something you ate? No.
You sure I can't help? I am sick with grief.
For Father Stuart? You're a priest.
Do you believe in good? Of course.
And evil? If there's a heaven, there must be a hell.
If there's good, there must be evil.
Yes? Yes.
Yes.
That man was evil.
No.
He WAS difficult.
No, he was evil.
And I hated him.
And I am full of grief at the loss of the object of this passion.
My anger.
And that loss makes me sick to my stomach.
Sick to my soul.
Am I clear now, Father? Is there anything in your religion to cure this? Your religion too, Colm.
No.
I didn't choose it.
I was given it.
Ah, Mr Hare, do you want to come straight through? Yeah.
Thanks.
Ah, Father Ryan.
Just take a seat over there.
You all right? Yeah, just a bit shaken, that's all.
I could do with a shot of one of those optics.
Oh, it won't take long.
We just really need the basics for now.
COLM: 'Came to the church' We'd just been able to get back into the crypt.
James and Moira were at the front with Father Ryan, practising their celebration.
Of? It was a practice for a renewal of their marriage vows.
They've been married for 40 years.
Why practice? To be perfect.
They are having They were having a big party.
Family, friends, a photographer Father Stuart was the priest who married them.
I'm sorry, I'm not religious.
Is a big party common? Nowadays, it isn't common to be married for 40 years.
Of course.
We were delighted for James and Moira.
It's wonderful.
There he was.
Father Stuart.
Ehflat out in the trench with his head stove in.
Any idea who'd attack Father Stuart like that? No.
No.
I-I ran and gotehFather Ryan.
After dinner last night, he said he was going out.
In a wheelchair? He was a very determined man.
Where was he going? He didn't say.
How well did you know him? Father Ryan? Father Stuart.
Eh Well, I knew him to look at.
I knew who he was.
We'd exchanged a few words.
That's all.
Look.
There's a tyre mark here.
See? That's an odd direction.
Now, look over here.
Blood.
It looks as if someone's hastily tried to scrub it out, but they've moved this in front here where it's heavier.
And just read that text.
"Though I speak with the tongues of men and" No, no.
Further down.
Towards the end of the chapter.
"When I was a child, "I spoke as a child "I understood as" That's the same text that we found with the body in the concrete slab.
Yeah.
It's St Paul's to the Corinthians.
Is this blood? These are all probables.
The attack took place at the altar.
The weapon was probably the tall candlestick holder.
The victim was taken downstairs, the attacker returned, cleaned up the blood and the candle holder.
With me? Unofficially, Frankie says we're looking at closer to midnight, so we need to find some witnesses.
Father Ryan? Tucked up in bed.
He said Father Stuart went out about 8pm.
To do? Didn't say.
Meeting someone? It's hard to see what else he was doing.
Who else have we talked to? Colm Hare.
He was home alone.
And? There's something about him.
I don't know.
Didn't like him much, eh? No.
Anyone else? Bridget Sullivan was out with her husband and some friends.
Who is Bridget Sullivan? James and Moira Bowen's daughter.
Anyone talked to them? They're waiting outside.
How long had you known Father Stuart? 42 years.
He came straight here from the seminary.
And he married you 40 years ago? Yes.
And you've known him all the time since then? He was our parish priest till he retired.
What was his illness? Huntington's Disease.
It's a wasting disease.
It effects the nervous system.
It gets worse as time goes on.
Did you both like him? Of course.
Why do you ask? Well, he seemed rather difficult.
Did everyone like him? Everyone doesn't like everyone.
The world's not like that.
He was a good parish priest.
Honest.
Truthful.
Loyal to his faith and to us, and that's what counts.
Who didn't like him? Listen! Someone disliked him so much, they killed him! Who disliked him enough to kill him? The man is just dead! I know, Mr Bowen.
And I'm trying to find out who killed him.
Where were you both last night? We were together.
All evening? Yes.
Are we some sort of suspects? No.
I'm asking you the same questions I'll ask everyone.
It doesn't mean that we're accusing you.
We delivered flowers to the church about 8pm.
Lilies.
Just like we had when we married 40 years ago.
What time did you leave the church? Eh9pm.
When you left, everything was normal? Yes, yep.
So you locked up the church, and? Went home.
Went home.
OK.
Are you still going to go ahead with your service? We'll have to talk to people.
Father Ryan, our daughter.
But I think we should.
The reading, it'seh going to be from St Paul's? Yes.
Do you have any reason for that particular passage? It's the lesson from our original wedding service.
Oh.
Well, what does it have to do with St Joseph of Arimathea? Nothing.
Nothing at all.
Well? Well, they're in shock.
Bound to be upset if you'd lost a friend of 40 years like that.
Even though he was a bit of a monster? Whether he's the sweetest child or the worst monster, it's our nature to get involved with people, so, naturally, we mourn.
James.
Can we speak? Sure.
Alone.
Sorry, Moira.
Take the car.
I'll walk.
You knew Colm's father, Gabriel Hare.
I did.
You remember when he died? I do.
We were on the same site.
I was told he killed himself.
Don't listen to gossip, Father.
Don't talk down to me, James.
Respect me as your priest, at least.
I mean no disrespect.
It was 20 years ago.
"Who knows what happened back then?" is what I'm saying.
Let him rest in peace.
He was a good Catholic.
Why did he kill himself? The policeman asked me that.
Seamus.
Just answer me! Was he in debt? Not really.
I'll tell you what I know.
Let's walk.
There's another one over there.
I'll check that one.
DS Spencer Jordan.
Do you keep that running 24 hours? Yes.
I've been expecting you.
Eh James gave me this.
What is it? Oh, it's a photograph of your Nick's son.
Why were you expecting me? If I'd just discovered I had a grandson, I'd want to find out about him.
Where is he? In America.
A student of economics.
That's where he found he had Huntington's disease, from a genetic test.
He wanted to get married.
Of course, the doctors asked about his family and I said there was no Huntington's on my side, but I wouldn't know where to find his father.
I could have found you, but what's the point? What's improved by sharing the information? You don't know where Nick is? No.
I wish we'd met before.
Nick used to talk about you when he'd come home.
Well, we didn't.
And it was all a very long time ago.
You've not heard from Nick? Well, I thought maybe you had and just kept it from James.
No.
I expect Nick has it by now.
Give me your hand.
No shaking.
And you can walk all right? Yes.
I don't understand.
Huntington's disease.
A wasting disease of the nervous system.
Generally unnoticeable in youth, it might be indicated by a slight tremor in the hand of a young man, by unsteady gait in a man in early middle age.
By the time he reaches 60, that same man or woman is gonna be in a wheelchair or dead.
This area predicts Huntington's disease.
This gene map is generated from DNA extracted from the corpse.
You've done that already? I mean from the man in the concrete slab.
Both the man in the concrete slab and Father Stuart have Huntington's disease? Apparently.
Why did you look for it in the man in the slab? I didn't.
I was looking for some genetic predictor of blindness and there wasn't any.
But there WAS this gene here.
Is it common? In some parts of the world, but not in London.
The gene exists in only a fraction of 1% of the British population.
Only half that number develop the disease.
But one characteristic is very interesting for us.
The gene can be passed from father to child as well as mother to child.
So, if you've got it and your mother isn't the gene carrier, then your father MUST be.
So, Father Stuart is related to the man in the slab.
Well, leaving coincidence aside Yes.
Let's do that, shall we? Yeah.
They are extremely likely to be related.
But I'll need to do a DNA test.
Brothers? Father Stuart was an only child.
Son? Doesn't bear thinking about! Let me do the DNA analysis.
It's not as if they're going anywhere.
OK.
Let's get back to the blindness.
Blind alley! As yet, I can't tell from the remains.
He was blind or he wasn't? I don't know! Not knowing is sometimes a perfectly good scientific conclusion.
Am I looking for one murderer or two? I have no evidence yet to say the man in the slab was murdered.
One or two? One.
For now.
OK.
Thank you.
Hiya, Spence.
Right.
Witnesses? No video coverage of the church or the street directly outside the church.
But six of the shops along have security videos.
There's coverage of the shop doorways front windows and partial coverage of the street leading to the church.
PHONE RINGS Yep? OK.
For you.
Moira? Moira.
I can't cut onions.
It always does this to me.
Weeping is no good.
Bit late for that.
Moira, thanks.
What for? For backing me.
I don't know what you mean.
You do, Moira.
With the copper.
Thanks for backing me.
You're drunk, James.
Go to bed.
You come with me.
How long has it been? Oh, my life! You come with me.
No! I've been a rotten husband.
I always loved you, but I know I've been a rotten husband.
Ah, sshh! I want to say Sshh! .
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thanks and I'm sorry.
We are what we are.
By the time you get to our age, been married as long as we have well, we ought to know ourselves.
Who we are.
Is that so? Did you kill Father Stuart? No.
Some men would have.
Do you know who did? No.
No.
You shouldn't be in here.
I find young policemen very respectful of uniform and rank.
Don't you? No.
Can I have my church back? Yes.
When Forensics have finished.
I was wondering, would James and Moira be able to hold their ceremony here? You didn't bring me here to discuss the order of service, did you? You're right there.
I wasn't completely frank with your colleague.
Before Father Stuart went out, there was a phone call.
Was that call for me? No.
After he had gone, I dialled 1471.
'Father Stuart could be very brusque.
I wanted to make sure the call hadn't been for me.
'The call was from Colm Hare.
' Maybe he rang off because he didn't get you.
Maybe.
But you don't think so, do you? I think Colm Hare may have killed Father Stuart.
Why? Because Colm almost said it to me.
Why would he kill him? Because Colm Hare believes Father Stuart killed his father.
This "blind" thing is driving me mad.
It could just be symbolic.
You don't really believe that? Psychological theories have to fit the evidence.
No shoe-horning.
Or? Or it isn't science.
So, what fits here? No shoe-horning.
OK.
A 20-year-old dead man is buried secretly in a church crypt.
He has Huntington's disease.
Bearing in mind his age, he may or may not have shown symptoms of it.
Within days a former parish priest is murdered on exactly the same spot.
Yes.
Got to be connected.
Yes.
Psychologically speaking, placing the priest's body on the dead man's grave brings them both together.
Why psychologically? Because the act bears a message which is meaningful to the killer and probably some others as well.
What's the relationship between the priest and killer? Very complex.
Thanks for coming.
Take a seat.
Did I have a choice? No.
You're not under arrest.
You're free to leave at any time.
Anything to drink? Tea? Water? No.
A few issues have arisen from the statement that you gave.
Where were you last night? I've already said this to her.
Indulge me.
I was home.
With? Alone.
Is that usual? Yeah, I'm divorced.
You didn't go out to church? I don't go to the church casually.
You phoned the priest's house.
Yeah.
I have a building site at the church.
I called.
No answer.
Did you go to the church to check your equipment? No.
But you DID call the priest? I already said I did, but no-one answered.
Why didn't you mention this to me? You didn't ask.
You didn't talk to Father Stuart? No.
Didn't arrange to see him? No.
That's strange, isn't it? Because, after you called, he went out.
How old were you when your father died? He fell off the scaffolding.
Yes.
But not everybody thinks it was an accident.
Meaning? Father Stuart didn't think it was an accident.
Yeah, well, Father Stuart's a first-class shit.
Can you be a little more specific? Father Stuart lacked humility.
He thought his words killed my father.
He thought he had that power.
Was he right? No.
Do you think that your father killed himself? Yeah.
I know he did.
Why? My dad believed in the things that glue working-class society together.
He believed in the Church and the family and the Labour Party.
He was a governor at my school.
Then he fell out with Father Stuart.
Why did he? Dunno.
I was a kid.
But I DO know that that priest made sure my dad was kicked off every committee he was on, that Father Stuart did everything to make sure my dad knew that he wasn't needed in the church or out.
When my dad died, Father Stuart told everyone that he had killed himself.
It was like one man running another out of town.
I think my dad thought his world was ending.
He felt he was locked out of everything that mattered to him.
When did he fall out with Father Stuart? Couple of years before he died.
That was about the time that he was doing the conversion to the crypt? Mm.
The work that you're re-doing now.
Are the two deaths connected? How should I know? Why did you phone Father Stuart? I didn't.
Why did you phone Father Stuart?! I wanted to get him alone.
I wanted to tell him to his face what a two-faced, hypocritical .
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whey-faced bastard I thought he was.
I wanted to get him in front of his sanctuary alone and tell him that he murdered my dad.
Why then? Why not before? Because the next day, he was going out onto his stage, in front of his altar, and people would admire him .
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and say what a nice chap he was and isn't it a pity he was crippled? And I wanted him to know that at least I knew what he was really like and at least I wasn't frightened of telling him.
Did you? No.
Did you go to the church? No.
Why not? What's the point? Did you kill Father Stuart? No.
I preferred him alive.
No death could make him suffer the way he was suffering alive.
Oh, is that it? What do you want me to do? Arrest you? DC Silver will show you out.
Was that a bluff? Is he capable of killing? He was 12 when the man in the slab died.
So that's a no? Mm.
Can't walk away from your family, though, can you? Gabriel didn't walk away.
He jumped off some scaffolding.
If it's Gabriel we're talking about? Dad?! Dad, did you sleep here? II was doing some paperwork and stayed late.
Shall I make some coffee? Ehno.
No.
I have to go out.
Pathologist's report? Morning(!) Oh, morning.
Concrete slab man? It's on your desk.
And? She drew the same conclusions as me.
No sign of any foul play, no evidence of murder, just that he was dead.
What was he doing in concrete?! That's detective work.
What have you got? Father Stuart.
What do you see? A mess.
What am I supposed to see? These marks made by the candleholder.
Only weapon? Mm.
Opportunity crime.
Why? Because if the killer had gone with the intention of killing, he would have taken something with him.
You're saying it's not premeditated? Well? Well, a bit of a result, really.
This is from the plumber's opposite the church.
But you can't see the church.
It's a security camera.
I don't think the plumbers considered they had much to fear from the church.
This is the church, this is a cul de sac.
Every car that comes through the cul de sac to the church has to pass this security camera.
Go on.
OK.
This is obviously James Bowen's van.
That's 8.
05.
That's the time he said he delivered the flowers.
But you can't see the numbers of any of the other vehicles.
Mel's chatting up some traffic inspector.
He's got software that'll extract car registration details from virtually any quality picture.
OK.
Right.
OK.
Now, 11.
30 pm.
Bowen's van again.
So he made two separate visits to the church.
and 11.
30.
OK.
Run that back.
OK.
Right.
You can't see if there's anyone in the passenger seat, and his wife said she was with him all evening.
No.
You can't tell.
Oh, and the car registration numbers from the video so far.
Names and addresses of registered owners? That's coming.
Visit them all.
Thomas Alfred Carr, 10 Ports Mansions, E8.
Did you do CRO checks on any of those names and addresses? Started.
I didn't get as far as Thomas Carr.
He drove a maroon Ford Sierra.
G567 NGO.
OK.
I think I should do this one.
OK.
DS Spencer Jordan, pin 5821.
'Can I help you, DS Jordan?' Yeah.
Could I have a name check, please? On a Thomas Alfred Carr, Yup.
It's over there.
'DS Jordan?' Yes? 'The subject is known.
' For? 'He's on life licence.
Murder.
' Hi.
Hello.
You are? DS Spencer Jordan.
DC Amelia Silver.
Calling on Mr Carr.
Policemen, Dad.
What's going on? Come in.
We're making enquiries into the murder of Father Sebastian Stuart.
Who? Are you serious? I've never heard of him.
Who is he? Mr Carr were you at St Joseph's Roman Catholic Church two nights ago? Dad? Yes.
Father Stuart was murdered there.
What time were you there? I dunno.
8-ish.
Why were you there? I went to see James Bowen.
I wanted to tell him to leave us alone.
How do you know James Bowen? He's the grandfather of my son.
Why did you go to see James Bowen? My grandson has survived so far without the Bowens.
I don't want them tramping into our life now.
Do you know where we can contact Nick, the Bowen's son? No-one knows.
When was the last time you met him? February 19th, 1982.
You've never heard from him again? Just from his father.
Once in the autumn of 1982 and the second time this week.
He was looking for Nick both times.
The second time, I told him about my son.
Nick's son.
What do you think happened to Nick? I haven't a clue.
And we never wanted to know.
Vincent is OUR boy.
We don't want them strolling into our lives when none of them could give a damn for 20 years.
I need to talk to the Bowens again.
Right.
Is that it? Yeah.
Do you want me to come with you? Yeah.
Do I ever tell you how to do your job? Yeah.
All the time! Do you mind if I tell you one more time? No.
You're nearly telling me something.
Nearly.
If the man in the slab is Father Stuart's son, we're looking for a mother.
We need to DNA test some 60-year-old female parishioners.
But you don't suggest it.
Which leaves me wondering why.
Why do you think? Well, it's connected to you.
I think it's to do with your missing son.
James Bowen asked me if the body in the slab was his son.
The boy walked out on the family 20 years ago.
He can't be Father Stuart's son AND James's.
No.
That's true.
But it could be Moira's son.
Yes.
They're missing a son.
Well, a quick conversation and a DNA test is the least you can do.
Something like that.
You've known this for two days.
Why now? Remember I asked you what you were doing 20 years ago? You said you were I was a post graduate student.
And I said I was a detective sergeant? Yeah.
I was.
Imagine! I was living a very conventional life.
Oh, I don't think so.
No, I was.
I had a terraced house in Hornsey, a Ford Cortina, a wife and a son - Joe.
He was a sweet boy, beautiful child.
But he grew up to be a difficult teenager.
He stole, took drugs He ran away.
He was 15.
I was on Regional Crime Squad.
Mary, Joe's mother, was left to deal with it all.
I just wasn't there enough.
But he kept running away.
The police would bring him back.
They'd be embarrassed, so would I.
But never Joe.
Joe was never embarrassed.
It was like it was his right to run away, like he was on a big adventure.
Then he ran away for good.
He went to live on the South Bank with a load of kids, alcoholics, you know, glue sniffers, God knows what.
I tracked him down.
But what could I do? I couldn't tie him up and bring him back.
II couldn't I couldn't leave my job and become his keeper.
Do you wish you had? Yes, I do.
We kept in touch with him through a friend of his.
A girl.
She used to ring us up.
Girlfriend? No.
She was a prostitute.
She used to live on the streets with Joe.
Then, one day, she .
.
called me and said that Joe had been in an argument over drugs and that she hadn't seen him for days .
.
and she thought that the boy .
.
he'd argued with had killed him.
Any evidence? No.
Body? And the boy who was supposed to have killed him? He OD'd not long after.
I never got to speak to him.
What did you do? I just I just asked everybody, I called on everybody for help, favours.
Detectives, social workers.
I asked them the same question - "Where is "my son?" The Coroner's Office used to call, you know, whenever they thought they had someone who might be Joe.
They stopped eventually.
Got fed up with me or the prospect of handing me a plastic bag full of .
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bones and slime, was probably more than they could deal with.
I'm so sorry.
So am I.
Do you believe that Joe is dead? I've never seen his body.
So you lack what the Americans call "closure.
" Do I? Mm.
Are you still looking for him? You never stop, Grace.
Iehbriefly wondered why you do this job.
Of course, I KNOW why.
To put people like James Bowen out of their misery.
But I see a problem.
James Bowen and his missing son have blinded you.
Yeah, I justI just wasn't able to examine him carefully, properly.
I just identified too closely with him.
Doesn't mean he did it.
No, I know that.
I know that.
But if he did .
.
it does mean that I have cost Father Stuart his life.
If you're going to punish yourself like this, you should hand the case over to a conventional murder squad.
Yeah.
I have a witness that I need to interview.
Just give us a minute.
Hello.
Hi.
Look at this.
Mrs Bowen.
You decided to go ahead, then? Yes.
Well, you know, people coming.
And it's what Father Stuart would have wanted.
Any news? No.
Shall I make some tea? Not for me.
I'd like to talk to Mrs Bowen.
Alone, please.
Oh, I haven't got long.
I'll be outside.
A great sense of community you've got here, Mrs Bowen.
Oh, used to have.
But you still keep the old standards - family and church.
Without faith, you are no better than sounding brass.
I thought that was charity.
Mrs Bowen, you said that you and your husband went to the church the night before last.
Yes.
That would have been about 8 o'clock? Yes.
You didn't go back to the church for a second time? Back? Back, yes.
Oh, yes, of course! We did.
What time? I'm not sure.
You don't know? I was busy.
It was late.
What time did you get there? It's a ten-minute walk.
Why did you go? To check that everything was OK.
Even though you'd been at the church earlier that evening? Yes.
Did you look into the crypt? No.
Why did your husband drive you back to the church? I told you.
To check.
Neither of you mentioned to us that you and your husband had been back to the church for a second time, Mrs Bowen.
Ah.
I'm sorry.
Let me put a little scenario to you.
Maybe James went alone to the church the first time with the flowers and while he was there, he had some sort of an accident - spilt water or made a mess.
Could it be that the two of you went back between 11 and midnight to clear up? No.
I told you.
We went back to check everything was OK.
Mrs Bowen, this is my forensic science officer.
I'd like to sample DNA, please.
It's just some saliva.
What's it for? We believe Father Stuart was related to the man in the concrete slab.
We believe Father Stuart was the man's father.
So there must be a mother and we need to find her.
There's no need.
Dad! You haven't got an important appointment today, have you?! The service! Get in! Father Stuart was my son's father.
Not James.
I committed adultery with my parish priest.
Marriage is a sacrament and I broke my vows and I have no excuse.
Did James know? Then, no.
Not about Father Stuart and not about Nick.
Now? Yes.
He was a lovely boy, Nick.
Curly-headed.
Headstrong.
Wouldn't do a thing he was told.
Never got on with his father.
James, I mean.
He never got on with James.
Left school when he was 16, took up with a group of hippies.
"A traveller," he called himself.
James could never understand.
I think he believed that, one day, Nick would settle down as an apprentice electrician or something, take over the family business.
Did Father Stuart know that Nick was his son? We never talked about it.
So, when did Nick leave home? Summer of 1978.
Just before his 17th birthday.
spent a few years, travelling.
Oh, he'd come home from time to time to see us, get fed and looked after when he ran out of money, that sort of thing.
And that was his life.
He'd been a beautiful little boy and a few years of travelling and that was his life.
And then, in June, 1982 .
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James was away working on a building site in Hampshire, and Nick came home.
He'd developed the shakes in his hand and he'd been to see a doctor.
The doctor had tested him and told him he had Huntington's.
He was going to stay for a few days.
He was very depressed.
He'd broken up with his girlfriend a few months before.
He had no work record.
No skill.
No future.
And now he didn't even have a father.
One morning, I came down and found him in the bath.
He'd cut his wrists.
He was already dead.
I was hysterical, as I knew Sebastian would never bury a suicide.
James was away.
So I went and found Gabriel.
He was working on the crypt in the church.
And he said, "Never mind, Moira.
We'll see to it.
"They're all God's children and He'll know it was for the best, "cos He knows everything.
" And so that night, Gabriel and me dressed Nick, and we took him in the dark across to the crypt and buried him in one of the old tombs with a few of his favourite things.
Some beads of his girlfriend, cos she was still dear to him, and some holy water and some blessed wine and some other things.
Why were there braille pages there? His girlfriend was blind.
What was her name? I never met her.
Isn't that odd? No.
He never brought his travelling friends home.
When did Gabriel kill himself? Who knows if he did? I mean in relation to the time that Gabriel helped you bury your son? Oh, about two years.
Why did Gabriel kill himself? Father Stuart could be really overbearing, andwell maybe Gabriel hinted that he knew that Father Stuart was A hypocrite? It was about that time that Father Stuart started to shut Gabriel out.
He just excluded him from things.
And that's why people think he killed himself.
Mrs Bowen who killed Father Stuart? I have no idea.
James.
Perhaps.
I think that James did because of your relationship with Father Stuart.
No.
James was with me.
It's possible, though, that he went home after he'd killed Father Stuart and told you what he'd done and you went back with him to clear up the mess.
Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.
It is two weeks since my last confession.
I murdered a man.
I killed Father Stuart.
Why? Because I was afraid he would tell everybody.
Tell them what? That the man in the crypt was our son.
But why would he do that? Why would he want to do that? May God give you pardon and peace and I absolve you of your sins.
In the name of the Father, Son, Holy Spirit.
Go in peace.
I had to do it.
I had to Not a word more.
Will you still hold the service? If I hadn't wanted to hold the service, James, I wouldn't have heard your confession.
Well? She's lying.
Covering up for her husband.
What will you do? Can't make them give evidence against each other.
Maybe Forensics will come up with something.
Yes.
Maybe(!) We've got a confession.
From the wrong one! She's going to want to go back to the church.
Her service of renewal.
Mm-hm.
She's waited 40 years.
Let's take her.
Mum?! What's going on? What's all this about? Moira's outside in a police car.
I'm about to charge her with the murder of Father Stuart.
That's ridiculous.
She confessed.
I did it.
She says SHE did.
I did.
Outside and convince me.
He called her a whore.
Imagine! So I hit him with a candleholder.
Outside.
Give us this.
Please.
ORGANIST PLAYS WEDDING MARCH OK.
Will the congregation please rise? I'm late.
Have they started yet? Just.
Friends, members of James and Moira's family James and Moira made their vows of holy matrimony before this very altar rail 40 years ago.
James, in the presence of God, do you renew the promises you made when you bound yourself to Moira in marriage? I do.
Moira, in the presence of God, do you renew the promises you made when you bound yourself to James in marriage? I do.
Lord God and Creator we bless and praise your name.
You made man and woman so they might enter a communion of life and love.
You likewise blessed the union of James and Moira so that they might reflect the union of Christ and his Church.
Look with kindness on them today.
Amid the joys and struggles of their life you have preserved the union between them.
So is that "closure"? Apparently.
Hi.
She wouldn't leave without seeing you.
Yes? Are you Detective Superintendent Boyd? I am, yes.
One of my former neighbours sent this to me.
I live in Devon.
On a farm.
Oh, that's nice.
Who are you? Elaine Morrison I used to be known as.
The bank typist! I was once, yes.
In another life.
Anyway, I was sent your card.
I was told you were looking for me.
I never thought people would still be looking for me.
Elaine you've made my day.
and Janice Hamilton BBC