Traces (2019) s02e02 Episode Script

1 [logo swoosh.]
[dramatic upbeat music.]
- [birds chirping.]
- [Neil.]
I can confirm there has been an explosion today at a business premises here on O'Connell Street, a nail bar.
I'm very sorry to confirm that two people have lost their lives.
Foreca rightly wanting to know if there's a connection with the explosion in Newport few days ago, and I understand, but it's far too early to say, and it would serve no purpose for me to speculate.
Thank you.
[upbeat music.]
The next witness for the crime is Emma Hedges.
[door creaks.]
[tense music.]
[tense music.]
Baby, you understand me now If sometimes you see that I'm mad Don't you know that no one alive can always be an angel When everything goes wrong, you see some bad Oh, I'm just a soul whose intentions are good Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstood [indistinct voice through radio.]
[Neil sighs.]
Those two lying dead on the floor, and they're stuck all over with glasses horrendous, they're young, wearing worked Unix, there's a shrine in there.
Tell me the exact words the witnesses used.
Pink flash, purple flush, or purple flame, and the window blueing.
- That's great.
- Why? Only potassium burns with allylic flame.
Does that tell us what kind of bomb? It tells us which materials may have been used, and that's a start.
So Daniel introduced you to his father, Phil MacAfee when you all went for this Indian meal together? Yes.
And you saw Mr.
Phil MacAfee the next day when he came to Daniel's flat? - Yes.
- When did you next see Phil MacAfee? Erm.
I'm not sure.
'Cause, you had a conversation with Mr.
Phil MacAfee at the body of Coffee House, Parker Street, 1:45, 25th of September.
Is that right? I'm not sure if that's the exact date, but yes, I did.
Mr.
Phil MacAfee reports the date and time, and the ladies and gentlemen of the jury have heard from members of staff of the body of Coffee House, so they will be comfortable with the time.
Okay.
So, did you arrange to meet Mr.
MacAfee? No.
How did you find him there? I saw him through the window.
So, you didn't follow him? No.
You didn't know that it was the coffee that Mr.
MacAfee routinely goes to? No.
No, you just happened to be passing by? Yes.
So 150,000 people in Dundee, and you just spotted him? Yes.
You didn't expect this, did you? You didn't think I'd be asking you about some innocuous meeting in a coffee shop and you're lying about the tangent.
So, why should the jury believe you about anything if you're lying about this? - I'm not lying.
- Daniel.
No, Daniel might know which coffee was his father's favourite.
Did you maybe hear about the coffee from Daniel, hmm? - Was he in on it? - No.
So, how did this conversation go between you and Mr.
Phil MacAfee? I asked him if he'd killed my mom.
Why did you ask him that? Because I thought he had, and I wanted to see his reaction.
What was his reaction? He said I wasn't well, he tried to make me look unreliable in front of the other people there.
He did what you're trying to do actually.
And did you tell Daniel afterwards that you'd spotted his father in a coffee and gone in to ask him if he'd killed your mum? Yes, I did.
What did Daniel think of your behaviour? He was surprised by it, but I think he got it.
When you explained it to him? Yes.
You seem to be a very persuasive person with Daniel's consent.
Hmm? So you're moved away from Dundee as a child to be shielded from the news coverage of your mother's murder.
A year ago, at the age of 23, you applied for the job in Dundee and returned.
Why? - It was a really good job.
- Did you come back to Dundee determined to get the identity of your mother's murderer? No.
Did you want to find out who killed your mother? Anybody in my position would do.
- So you did really wanted to? - Oh yes, obviously.
Thank you, message is [tense music.]
An explosion is a chemical reaction producing a rapid expansion of gas.
If the explosive's unconfined, it can deflagrate, the expanding gas pushes out in all directions.
If it's confined, the explosion can become detonating, which has a much greater effect on the surroundings.
So, see this debris field, the glass was projected much further that side than shop side because this side whatever exploded wasn't impeded by the shop wall.
So I'm thinking the epicentre was the side of the window maybe.
Would you be able to find whatever exploded? If it exploded completely, that whole device may be consumed.
It depends how efficient the device was.
It looks pretty efficient to me.
Sarah, I've got everybody on my back wanting to know if this is the work of the same bomber or bombers.
All I can tell you is, the kind of device we're talking about here seems to have nothing in common with the first device.
Bone in a living person is wet and bendy, bone in a dead person is dry and brittle.
Imagine trying to break a green twig as opposed to a dried stick.
So you can tell whether a bone has been broken - perimortem more post-mortem? - [Torrance.]
Yes You told us that the break in Marie Monroe's hyoid bone is consistent with strangulation? [Torrance.]
Yes.
Is it consistent with a break made to the bone of a living person? Yes.
Thank you, Professor Torrance.
What's the definition of perimortem again? At and around the time of death.
Okay.
Is the bone of a person who has just died very different from the bone of a person, that same bone just before they've died.
No.
Are they exactly the same? - For a short period of time, yes.
- Aha.
Could Marie Monroe's hyoid bone have been broken by a fall? No, to fracture one of the horns of the hyoid bone needs a specific kind of pressure.
And could have been broken by soil pressure in the dump site.
No, that wouldn't break a bone.
Could a stone in the soil break it? [Torrance.]
No.
Could somebody treading on a hyoid bone - through the soil break it.
- No.
But it could have been done with a rope? - Yes.
- Aha.
There's no certainty about Marie Monroe's cause of death.
Is there? The hyoid bone looks fragile, but it's strong in the sense that it's only possible to break it - using from inward squeezing pressure.
- [bone cracking.]
The break to Marie Monroe's hyoid bone, conforms with pressure placed on the bone by something such as hands or similar, putting inward pressure on the bone.
[tense music.]
[Neil.]
One male victim, Tuan Van Khan, female victim Chung T.
Kim.
They are Vietnamese both in the 20s, staff and nail technicians.
- Got it boss.
- All right.
Thank you, Safi.
Neil, Yeah, go on.
One formulation of this kind of devices, you take a glass jar or bottle and you partly fill it with a mixture of acid and petrol.
You take a condom, you fill it with sugar and chlorine.
You fix the condom to the underside of the screw top so it's hanging just above the liquid.
When you leave the jar on its side, the acid comes into contact with the condom, it breaks it down, you get chemical reaction, potassium, chloride, and sugar ignites allylic flame, which ignites the petrol creating hot gases.
The gases expand, the jar explodes.
The window glass is flat, this piece, thinner and curved.
- From a jar or a bottle.
- Possibly.
How long does it take for the acid to break down the condom? I dunno, it depends, a few minutes.
I'd have to do a mock-up for the same performance to know.
I mean, you could lay a device on a sideway there as you walk past.
Good.
And you wouldn't wanna be carrying that device around for long after you've fixed in the condom, even if it kept operating.
So you're saying, our bomber was maybe not just planting the bomb, but rigging it up minutes before somewhere close to where we are now? [tense music.]
[indistinct chatter.]
What's going on? Our shop in town was blown up.
Oh, my God.
Yeah, Sarah is there now, how'd go? Quite nice.
- Did you feel in control? - more or less? Oh, there you go.
I felt in really safe hands when you were up there.
Well, if I can get the science across, I'm happy.
I gotta go, good luck with [footsteps thuds.]
[car breaks screeching.]
[car door creaking.]
We're looking into the bomb that went off in the church hall in Newport three days ago, Gaynor Rogers told us that when the two of you were living together, you'd drop her off for a lot his class at the church hall, you knew the time and the place.
Right.
You told Gaynor Rogers you'd kill her if she left you.
I never would've said that.
She recorded you on her phone and we found the recording.
Okay, maybe I said it, but I never meant it, it's just words.
I say all sorts in the moment to mark my point, it's normal, it's just words .
Gaynor's family support Gaynor's account that you were physically violent towards her.
And again, that game is good as you go- I've met Gaynor, I'd describe her as petite.
Sure about that? I'd also describe her as alive, alive and well, walking in a boot, and I'll say, it's three feet just fine, where she'd find difficult to do if I had killed her.
And she did leave me by the way.
Where were you last Sunday? Ryan Fairlie was in his house till 11:00, he went to the news agents to get some rules, had his breakfast, took the half 12:00 train to see his mom and Stonehaven got there at Tuesday, stayed there til 8:00.
Well, the doors to the church hall don't open til 12:00 so he'd have heard they've been going, so he may have put a bomb there and get the train.
If he got the train, He showed me his ticket.
I could show you a ticket.
Safi, come on, check it all, shop, station, CCTV on both trains.
I don't like Ryan Fairlie boss.
And he may be in the frame for the church hall bomb, he has alibied for the nail bar bomb.
He was sitting in reception.
Aye.
God knows what this is all about.
Essays, please forgive me if I've been slow to mark, but we're all caught up now.
Oh, something I've been meaning to say, all of you are looking to work in the forensic arena, you'll be under scrutiny.
Lawyers will be trawling through your social media.
You need to conduct yourselves professionally online, and you need to start now.
Hey, if any of you wanna find out about the fascinating study me and Erica are working on, on decomposition in water using dead pigs acquired according to the university's ethical code, we're doing a presentation tomorrow.
Oh, welcome.
No one seems to have a clue what these bombs are about.
Yeah, there was a tonne of security at the court house.
How did it go? Phil MacAfee's being represented by Keith Farr and he's horribly good.
Emma said she did okay, but she looks shaky.
Well, the enormity of it for her.
Hi Mrs.
[inaudible.]
, sorry to interrupt.
I just wanted to say, oh my God, you handled that so well, the face is perfect.
[claps in excitement.]
[indistinct chatter.]
[door creaking.]
Have you seen what they're saying about us? They hate us.
Then don't look.
Why didn't you eat with us? I wasn't hungry.
You're pregnant, you need to eat.
I had a cereal bar.
You lied in court.
I had to.
You lost it there saying things I didn't want to say, but I knew I had to say 'cause they were true.
How come you think one rule applies to you not to me? You know, if I'd have said, I did go to his office and I did wait around and I did follow him to that cafe, I'd have sounded like a mad woman.
It's just a distraction, it's all a dirty game, and I wasn't gonna play it.
Emma, you lied in court, you're totally on the wrong.
I stand by what I did.
Well, no one believed you anyway.
You looked like a liar and you made me look like a liar, like, encourage you to stalk him to a coffee.
But I didn't intend to.
well you did, that is what you did.
[indistinct.]
And I don't know what you are trying to achieve, but the way you came across was so hot, you were like a robot.
Well, it was a total headache for me, stood there in front of your dad.
How was it for you? I didn't have the pleasure of analysing your performance, you sailed through it, did you? I feel so let down.
- By me? - Yeah.
You feel let down by me.
I did my bet for you today, Emma.
I did my bet more.
It's not for me, it's just doing the right thing.
Which you didn't do because you lied in court.
Because the only thing that I care about is getting justice for my mom.
I know, that's what's wrong here.
Getting justice for your mom as it put my dad away if he didn't do it.
When I walked in the court, my dad smiled out me and a smiled back.
I didn't even know I was doing it until I'd done it.
You know what else I did? I cried.
It offends me though, I was as painless, wish I totally under the influence of this, hardest news Emma Hedges.
And then you come in, you're as hard as news and prove them right? But no one sailed through, Emma, we both looked terrible, but at least I told the truth.
You should be glad we look terrible.
Your dad's more likely to get off if we're discredited and you want him to get off, don't you? What made you cry? All of it.
Four months ago, you were fine with it.
Well, not fine but you got to the point where you had a bad enough opinion of your dad based on facts to think he might have been involved.
And even though that was terrible for you to think, you were big enough to take the information you had to the police.
But the moment they charged him, you slowly started to lose your nerve, you went down a rabbit hole, looking for stuff about miscarriages of justice.
And then you started holding back from me because you blame me.
Did you see him? - Did you see the state of him? - Yeah.
That's my dad.
A terrible thing happened to you a really long time ago, but terrible thing's happening to me now and you refuse to see it, you're just obsessed with getting what you want.
What do you want? I want not to be here.
I don't want any of this to be happening.
- Well, it is.
- Oh, yes.
And I don't blame you, I blame myself for going to the funeral and starting up with you again.
I should've left Dundee like I planned and we could have come at this trial clean.
How? 'Cause we wouldn't be stuck at my mom's for fuck's sake, pregnant.
It's ridiculous.
[tense music.]
[sad classical upbeat.]
[Emma sobbing.]
[laundry machine door thuds.]
[tense music.]
[Emma sobbing.]
[Emma sobbing.]
[footsteps thudding.]
- What's up? - Nothing.
- Why's the wash on? - Can't sleep.
Me neither.
The one I looked at Twitter, people are saying you broke down.
That Emma was steely, the thing she accosted your dad- I don't want to hear about it, all right? [Emma inhales and exhales.]
It's not anyone's fault.
It's not caused by anything you do or don't do.
Naught to six weeks is the highest risk of it happening.
I just feel so sad.
[sobbing.]
Me too.
I'm so sorry.
[Emma sobs.]
We were not stuck together, in a ridiculous situation anymore.
Let's just get through it tomorrow.
Yeah, after that, neither of us has to be here.
[Emma sobs.]
No.
[birds chirping.]
I'm so thrilled with this lovely pretty condom, perfectly preserved because it's trapped between the metal and the glass.
What's so good about a condom? Different brands use different lubricants.
So, what would you do? Erm Use a solvent to extract a sample of the lubricant, run the sample through the FTIR, compare the data with- Data on the condom lubricant database.
[chuckles.]
[upbeat music.]
It's made by Flomax, used in just one line of the range, the clan.
Good work.
It's a tiny piece of information, but tiny pieces in aggregate tells a lot about the bomb maker.
We're still not sure who the first bomb was meant for.
We don't even know if the second is connected.
We don't know what we're looking at, never mind the why.
Professor key to privacy, right? Oh, drop it.
Neil, I made a joke trying to lighten up the mood.
Good luck today.
Ditto.
[door thuds.]
There's a black pill there.
Firm with the debris directly in front of the nail bar window.
Funny, I can't say black pill without thinking black pill.
Huh? Black pill, you know? No.
Right, so, you know in the matrix, there's the red pill and the blue pill and you have to choose.
Vaguely.
- So- - [door creaking.]
- Morning.
- Morning.
- Emma, you have to go.
- Shit.
All right, so, the blue pill's like, you live in innocence that the matrix exists, whatever.
And then the red pill's like, you know what's really going on, but you can do something about it.
And then the black pill's just like, pointless.
And that's not in the film by the way, that's just what some people have said.
Emma, you have to go, we're all rooting for you.
Thanks.
[door creaks.]
- [door thuds.]
- [sighs.]
Can't believe she came into work today.
God, that's what I would do, throw myself into work, take my mind off things.
She looks thing.
This black pill didn't start off black, it's got pale marks on it.
[tense music.]
Nothing so far from the CCTV on O'Connor Street.
How, in the middle of the day? There's a rat run, you can sneak up to O'Connor Street and back off again, using wee alleys and side streets all the way.
It's amazed but, if he knew what you were doing, you could do it.
- Well, chase the CCTV.
- I am.
And what's the story about Ryan Fairlie? His mother says he was with her.
Still nothing from the CCTV on the train.
- [indistinct chatter.]
- Could you do it on a bike? No way, it's 50 miles.
[Neil.]
No, the rat run, could you do it on a bike? Why aren't you with Daniel today? Will you get a guilty verdict? - [Man.]
Emma, - [Woman.]
Emma, [indistinct chatter.]
please, Emma.
[Man.]
Can you tell us anything.
[camera shutters clicks.]
[upbeat music.]
[machine clicking.]
See if you can find this pill in the database.
Good morning, Detective Chief Inspector McKinven.
Good morning.
Now, we've just heard you give us a very thorough account of your work on the Marie Monroe murder case, court case.
Yes.
Were you surprised to be entrusted with the case? You were a common-or-garden detective inspector at the time, boots on the ground? I was gratified to be entrusted with the case, and determined to do my best.
How many court cases have you worked on? Just this one.
Thank you, DCI McKinven.
[tense music.]
It's an antidepressant, Prazodone, brand name's Sarah Paxson.
Oh.
The casing matches that though, let's see if the contents do.
Philipp MacAfee.
[tense music.]
[footsteps thuds.]
[breathes heavily.]
[tense music.]
I swear by almighty God, the evidence I shall give be the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth.
This fishing trip, night fishing with your brother Alec on Sunday, the 12th of August, 2001, are you a keen fisherman, Mr.
MacAfee.
Not at all.
Like Alec was saying when he was up here, he's the fisherman.
He has all the gear.
When did the memory of this fishing trip come to light? I had to think back to that time, who I was spending time with at that time.
And I remember that Alec gave me a lot of support and good advice when my wife was ill and I was, not in a good way.
You were spending a lot of time with Izzy Alessi, Drew Cubbin and Marie Monroe at time.
Erm, no.
Izzy I knew casually, Drew and Marie were part of our scene, but I barely knew them at all.
According to Izzy Alessi's dying deposition, it was a scene you were actively involved in, and then you had her trapped in a physically abusive sexual relationship, which she felt too terrified to end.
I'm in a difficult situation here.
Why is that? 'Cause I don't wish to speak ill of the dead.
You just need to speak truthfully.
Izzy was desperate.
Heroin makes you desperate, it makes you lie.
So why did you have even a passing acquaintance with such a desperate character? That's a very good question.
I was out of my depth, Aileen with cancer, running the business by myself, the prospect of bringing up Daniel alone.
I didn't have the maturity to deal with the responsibility, so I went looking for the opposite.
If I'm in the dark for being a selfish pig 19 years ago, I'm guilty.
This has nothing to do with me.
The murder of Marie Monroe has nothing to do with you? No.
What about the boots? Marie Monroe's blood on the boots, your DNA in the boots, a shoe print at the dump site matching the boots.
The boots buried at a building site where you'd worked.
Your skin cells were inside those boots.
How do you explain that? If you're a builder, you don't have one pair of boots.
You have boots in the house, boots in the van, boots in the office and you get through them.
A few months and those boots are stinking so bad, they practically walk themselves in the door and into the bin.
[crowd mumbles.]
Are you suggesting someone took your boots out of a bin and wore them while murdering Marie Monroe, who you knew? I have no clue what happened 'cause this had nothing to do with me.
[birds chirping.]
[equipments rattles.]
[machine beeps.]
[tense music.]
Whoever pointed that bomb in the nail bar just under seven minutes to get cleared before it exploded, Sarah also established the maker had a condom used.
[door knocks.]
Sorry, Ryan Fairlie was on the trains he said he was.
He couldn't have bombed the church hall.
Keep digging, find the why.
See, the target was father in QC.
See, the bomber took the clock's going forward into account when he set the timer.
[Neil sighs.]
An African Catholic priest, two Vietnamese Buddhists, faith, race, outsiders.
Why would Mr.
MacAfee commit such a crime? He doesn't fit the profile.
Murder and dismemberment are carried out by misfits outside a socially vulnerable- The forensic science evidence is compelling.
Professor Torrance retrieved Marie Monroe's hyoid bone and established, it was broken before she died.
Who should blame a girl for contorting everything to suit her overwhelming desire to solve the mystery of her mother's murder? Phone records and voicemails prove Phil MacAfee's connection with Marie Monroe.
Emma Hedges is a fantasist.
Daniel MacAfee fell under her spell and then went on to try and implicate his father- - Mr.
MacAfee- - at pit of lions.
asked us to consider that some other person took his discarded boots from a bin and wore them while murdering Marie Monroe, whom Mr.
MacAfee knew.
This is a historic model.
It's 19 years in the past with no eye witnesses, with no CCTV.
If you have doubt, then you have to by law, give the accused the benefit of that doubt.
There are two verdicts of acquittal in Scotland, not guilty, and not proven.
I ask you to consider the far more plausible explanation, borne out by forensic evidence, Mr.
MacAfee wearing his own boots, murdered, dismembered Marie Monroe, and tried to get rid of the evidence.
[tense music.]
Hey, fancy.
Had to commit them, Kathy's PhD.
The Dean just invited me to run a big new undergraduate course in forensics.
I said, I don't wanna run a new undergraduate course in forensic science because we already run the course we want, and there isn't enough work out there to justify it.
What'd she say? She said I was principled, but she made it sound dirty.
Oh, these are cute.
- Have you heard of black pill? - No.
Have you heard of incel? Sure, loser boys who hate women.
Incel? Involuntary celibate, it's an American thing, why? When you search black pill, it's the first thing that comes up.
Do you remember the matrix? Keanu Reeves the introducer, vividly.
Carrie-Anne Moss in PVC vividly.
[Man.]
Her Majesty's advocate, against Philipp MacAfee to court to number one.
Could be fixing a punture, could be rigging a condom and a draw full of acid, could be a man or a woman.
How far from the nail bar? About four minutes on foot, it fits with what professor Gordon sent on us.
I recognise the Dundee's logo.
Me too.
A couple of witnesses mentioned a few delivery bikes on the pavements but.
They're always on the pavement.
Okay, well, let's go into Dundee's, find out which of the riders was working in that area on that day, it'll all be on GPS.
Hey, good work.
[sighs.]
come on, come on, come on.
[tense music.]
[Judge.]
Have you reached a verdict? Yes.
[tense music.]
What is that verdict? Not proven.
[Judge.]
Is that day unanimous or by majority? Majority.
Stand up, Mr.
MacAfee.
The jury has found the charges against you not proven.
You're free to go.
[tense music.]
[phone notification beeps.]
You gotta be joking, not proven.
Safi, you know what they call not proven? No boss.
The bastard verdict.
We should ditch it, guilty people walk free.
[phone buzzes.]
Oh, no.
- Is this the- - God, yes, not proven.
People are so stupid, it's not that they don't understand facts, they don't want them.
They prefer to go with how they feel.
It's just- - Do you want to hug? - No.
- [door knocks.]
- Emma? Emma? [door knob creaks.]
[sobs softly.]
[car honks.]
Let's try a comparison between this ink - and the ink on the pill.
- Okay, cool.
- [door creaking.]
- Hi.
Emma, I'm so sorry.
Louise sorry to ask, but could I speak to Prof.
Gordon on my own? Of course.
I'll be back in a minute.
[steps thudding.]
Come on.
It's so unfair, it's so messed up all that evidence, all that science and he gets away with it.
Doesn't it make you want to give up? No, it makes me even more determined to show up the science and get it understood.
That's our work.
[upbeat music.]
[birds chirping.]
[door knocks.]
[door creaking.]
Where is she? I wanna talk to her.
Well, none of us want to talk to you.
Well, I can see Daniel, you drank the Kool-Aid.
the lying bitch all you like, son, she's a cancer.
She's a face like a slut arse.
It's not just me, look at your phone.
They hate her, they hate you, they love me.
[chuckles sarcastically.]
[knocks the door.]
I wanna speak to Emma, where is she? Don't worry, I'll find her.
[briefcase thuds.]
- [wardrobe door creaks.]
- [dramatic upbeat.]
Not proven, what does that even mean? Not guilty, you walk free and that's the end of it.
Guilty, you're locked up and everyone forgets about you.
Not proven hangs over you.
I've seen it happen, you get dropped, your reputation short, you're free, but you never shake off the stigma, it's with you for life.
Okay, ink from the box, ink from the pill.
[upbeat music.]
[equipment thuds.]
[bright upbeat music.]
[tempo upbeat music.]
[phone ringing.]
Sarah.
Hey, can you get to a computer? Erm hi.
[tyres squealing.]
[car door thuds.]
[car honks.]
I see yellow pill that's been coloured in black, faint on the debris near the epicentre of the nail bar bomb.
The same thing as on the hashtag? The same kind of ink that was used to write hashtag one on the box containing the church hall bomb.
Have you analysed the contents of the fluid? We're doing it over night.
[sighs.]
Black pill, a state of despair, Pfff, a fatalistic set of beliefs held by members of the incel subculture, putting their own spin on the red and blue pill co-opted from the matrix.
What's incel? Involuntary celibate, it's an American thing.
Well, that's an American thing: using hashtag instead of number.
It is.
Black pill is suburban area of Swansea B, three miles south of the city centre.
Black pill, fortified charcoal to treat bloating and flatulence? Why would you colour a pill in black? You want it to look black, because you want it to be understood as black.
Interpreted as black.
[phone rings.]
I need to get this, boss, okay.
- Safi.
- Yes, boss? - I need you to come with me.
- Where? Offices of the Dundee Times.
Somebody sent them an anonymous letter, claiming responsibility for these bombs.
We asked them not to print it, they printed it.
Have you seen it? Already on their website, best of it.
What's the motivation? To sell papers, and makes it look like they're running the investigation, we don't have a clue, bastards.
- I mean, in the letter.
- Racist, far right.
Do you think it's the real deal? We'll see, we'll go over here and get the original.
But one good thing: it's handwritten.
- And writing - Gives you away.
I'm not scared of your dad.
You should be, we both should.
Please come with me.
- Now? - Yeah.
- Where? - Anywhere.
I don't know, whatever.
But you can't do this.
You can't just turn up here and spook me into running off with you.
I've got a job in there which I absolutely love.
Why do you catch yourself, and can carry on like nothing's happened? Emma, nobody wants us to be together.
No one's on your side, we need to get away.
You don't know what I need.
This is mad.
No, what we're being through is mad.
And if we don't take ourselves away, we won't make it.
Okay, it will never be cleaner than now.
We need to get away, see what we've got to give ourselves a chance to get away from all the bastards, that's what we need to do.
I love you and I wanna be with you.
And I think that you love me.
No, forget it.
It's not gonna happen.
Why? Because I'm not gonna do it.
Okay, but why? 'Cause, I do love you, I do, but I think I might hate you too.
- Okay.
- Because I hate your dad, and I hate what happened today.
I know.
I'm so sorry.
[wistful music.]
[Daniel takes deep breath.]
Law verdict on my dad is, he did it, he never held a Bible in his life or a .
You lied for the sake of your mom, my dad lied through his teeth to save his skin.
[tense music.]
If you do hate me, you can always come back.
This would be easy if I didn't wanna be with you, but I do.
Let's go.
[upbeat music.]
[bright upbeat music.]