Scott and Bailey s02e08 Episode Script

We need to stop messing about, you and me and just get married.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Whatever.
You treated me like shit.
Sean, thanks for the flowers.
I didn't send you any flowers.
Well, who sent 'em, then? You had a breakdown? I'm sorry if I scared you.
They're dropping the attempted murder charge against Nick Savage.
So he tries to get you killed and they're not pressing charges? Now, if that was Nick Savage We're OK, aren't we? Course.
You saw my mum? Yes, she said she'd give anything to see you.
You're a knob.
You are a knob.
You are an all-singing, all-dancing, fully paid-up member of the knob club.
How many times have we had this conversation lately, Rach? If you can't be nice, then You can drink until the cows come home.
Please do, just not on an empty stomach.
Do I smell? You know, that low-level, seeping through your pores, morning after the night before, sour brewery-type thing? I'd stand down wind of Her Majesty, should you find yourself in her immediate vicinity.
Have you got any perfume on you? That won't work.
You'll just smell like a transgender bricklayer.
What were you doing, anyway? My sister's mate, Julie I mean, God, she's already cocked up three marriages.
Why do it? Actually, I know why she does it again.
She likes having hen parties.
Level 27.
Oh, up the Bridgewater Tower? Mm.
Full of tossers.
Oh.
So, obviously, inevitably, me and our Alison end the evening shouting shit at each other.
Why? So I walk out.
I don't even know how I got home.
Never mind how I did this.
But, on the plus side, I did wake up in my own bed.
What were you arguing about? She doesn't want me to visit my mum.
She said if I visit her, if I have anything to do with her, So you walked out with all the dignity of a woman with my skirt tucked in my knickers, yeah, probably.
Ow.
Right, come on, Robin.
Let's go fight crime in Gotham City.
Hey? How come I'm Robin? What does that make you, the Joker? Piss off, I'm Batman.
Oh, how we laughed.
I appreciate how difficult it's been for you, all of you, since your husband's death, Mrs Selwyn? Would you like some coffee, Chief Inspector? No, thank you.
Have I already asked you that? No.
I appreciate how difficult it's been for you, not just the bereavement itself, but also having a Major Incident Team wading in.
Now, I know Janet likes my milky coffee.
Can I not make you some, Janet? No, thank you, Margaret.
So, having completed the investigation It's no trouble and it'll only take a minute.
Mum, why don't you let the Chief Inspector tell us what she came to say? Sorry.
Sorry.
I'm sorry.
Go on.
Having completed the investigation- Janet's been wonderful, by the way.
Good.
I didn't know what a family liaison officer was till we had one.
Good.
I just came to tell you that we found nothing suspicious in your husband's death.
As a result, the report I've submitted to the coroner makes it clear that, in my opinion, after thorough investigation, - Mr Selwyn died as a result - Sorry.
Can you deal with that? Excuse me.
Sorry.
Erm Mr Selwyn died as a result of falling over and banging his head.
Twice? Yes.
It's not uncommon for an elderly person to fall over in the bath, bang their head, first instinct is to get up again often a bit too fast fall over again.
So did he drown, or was it the bang to the head? The pathologist told me that one of the blows to the head could've been the cause of death, but whether he drowned first I'm afraid we'll probably never know.
What we do know is that erm to have drowned as he did, he'd have had to be unconscious.
So we can be reasonably certain that it was quick and he would've known very little, if anything, about it.
Sorry, she's like that.
You try to tell her something important and all she wants to do is feed you.
What did Andy want? Oh, the coroner.
You had a meeting with him at two o'clock.
He can't see you at two, but he can fit you in at 11:30.
Today? Tomorrow? Hi, Slap.
When? OK.
I'm just out and about.
Can you give me 20 minutes? That wasn't 20 minutes, it was half an hour.
Do you want a brew? Somebody reckons to be making me one.
Shift your backside.
How's tricks? Not so bad.
Dave's being a twat, but that's no longer likely to hit the headlines.
Tell me about Rachel Bailey.
You can keep your hands off her, she's mine.
I'm not headhunting.
What do you want to know about her? Anything.
She's clever, ambitious, instinctive.
She's one of us.
Any problems? She talks before she thinks now and again but, no, I like her a lot.
Wish I had more people like her.
Why? Last night, a man had seven shades of shit kicked out of him in the car park underneath the Bridgewater Tower on Deansgate.
His back's broken in two places, he's unconscious.
We think he was left for dead.
And? Nicholas Savage.
Her name's popped up as someone we need to TIE.
In fact, between you and me, she's at the top of the list.
Who put her at the top of the list? His sister.
She's a barrister as well.
As well as who? He's not.
He's under investigation.
He's gonna get struck off.
You don't like him either.
He paid someone to kill her.
Rachel I was with her when she found out.
I saw the effect it had on her.
The CPS have ducked out of their responsibility of pressing charges because of ins Insufficient evidence, which gives her one mother of a big motive.
She wouldn't be that daft.
She's got a fantastic career in front of her.
She wouldn't blow it, not for that bastard.
He's damaged her enough.
Good.
We won't find anything on her, then, will we? Did you want one, boss? Rachel, this is Detective Superintendent Julie Dodson.
Ma'am.
How do you do? I heard a lot about you.
Yeah, all bad! Did you want a sugar in that? No, thanks.
What have you done to your head? And to your hand? You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
Try me.
No, honestly, it's not worth repeating.
I want to know how you hurt yourself, Rachel.
I went to a party, a hen party.
My sister's friend, so Where? At a bar up the Bridgewater Tower.
Level 27.
When? Last night.
I just got a bit worse for wear.
I just fell over getting out of a taxi.
Why, ma'am? Sit down.
Last night, not a million miles away from where you were, a man called Nicholas Savage was so badly assaulted he's ended up unconscious, in hospital, with a broken back.
I didn't do it.
How much did you have to drink, last night? It was a hen party.
OK, Rachel.
I'm going to do you the courtesy of not arresting you in front of your colleagues, OK.
But, having said that, would you have any objection to me taking your mobile phone off you? Go and put your coat on.
You're coming down to Duke Street nick with me.
Now? Now and a couple of my lads are going to ask you some questions.
I'll catch you later.
Where was Rachel off to before with the Bitch from the Black Lagoon? What am I, her mum? I've no idea.
Janet, t'boss wants you now.
Get your bulletproof vest on.
Why? She's just scored a 10 on the Richter scale.
You wanted to see me? I've just had a phone call from the coroner.
Shut the door.
Not from his office.
Not from his secretary.
From him, the man himself.
Why wasn't I in his office at 11:30 this morning? Well? Why wasn't I in his fucking office at 11:30 this morning? You said tomorrow.
I said today.
You said tomorrow.
I do not need some toffee-nosed twat of a coroner reminding me how far down the food chain I am and all because of the incompetence of my own officers.
I asked you to sort out your differences because I trusted you, both of you to do that, in a civilised, grown-up manner.
Clearly you haven't and the result of that is that you have humiliated me.
You have made me look like someone who doesn't know their arse from their bloody elbow in front of the coroner.
If I misunderstood what I was told, then I'm I'm sorry and I apologise, but I didn't.
He said 'Tomorrow'.
I said 'Today'.
What's going to happen next? Cos this time next week, one of you won't be working here any more.
This time next week, one of you will have lost that privilege of working with me in my syndicate and you'll be floated off somewhere else.
Go.
You said tomorrow.
I didn't.
Why would I have said tomorrow if it was today? If it was tomorrow, why would I have rung? Why wouldn't I have waited till she was back in the office if it was tomorrow? Can I say first of all, I object to being spoken to like that? Just because you're a senior police officer doesn't give you the right to humiliate people in front of colleagues.
And two, he's lying.
He said 'Tomorrow'.
Yeah, well, he said just as adamantly that he said today.
Yeah, well, either he's mistaken or he's lying.
Yeah, well, he's saying the same about you.
Do you know what, Janet? Of all the people on my team to be behaving like brats, it's heartbreaking, so you'll have to forgive me if I sound upset, it's because I am.
Ma'am, sorry, Joanne Selwyn's downstairs asking to speak to you or Janet.
So, DC Bailey can I call you Rachel? Yeah, course you can.
As you know, we're investigating an attack on a man called Nicholas Savage.
First off, just so you're aware, you're not under arrest, you're free to leave at any time.
Should you wish to speak to a solicitor, you're free to do so.
The interview's being recorded and we'll be taking regular intervals.
If at any point you wanna stop, you just say so, OK? Sure.
So, to begin with, could you describe to me your relationship with Nicholas Savage? Well, I haven't seen him for months.
Can you describe to me your relationship with him? It was brilliant to start with and, then, I guess the rot set in, when I found out that he was married.
I love my mum.
And I didn't particularly get on with my dad but, as an adult, you can understand that people don't always behave like they're supposed to, can't you? So, although I knew that he'd done something he shouldn't have, as an adult, you can realise that these things don't happen in isolation.
I'm guessing that your dad had an affair.
In 1969.
She just never got over it.
They had us, me and Cath.
I think we were a fresh start, but we grew up in a house that had an atmosphere that was so thick you could cut it with a knife.
You could set fire to it.
Arguments? No.
Silence.
So what's upsetting you now, today, Joanne? She told me, I can't remember when, it was years ago that if ever he fell over, if ever he got knocked unconscious Joanne, before you say anything else, I know I'm your FLO, but first and foremost, I'm a police officer.
Once you've told me something, you can't un-tell me.
Do you understand? Once you've told me, I'm obliged to act on it.
She said she'd kill him.
And she said she'd kill him the way he died.
Does she not like her mother? Is she just saying it to cause bother? That's not the impression I got.
The opposite.
I think she feels really conflicted about what she's doing.
The only thing I have thought is that Margaret's always had a funny reaction to the bereavement, like this morning, it's like she thinks we're there socially.
You talk to the sister and I, deep joy, will talk to the coroner and put a stop on Colin Selwyn's body being released.
Oh, hi, Ade, it's me.
You're probably still teaching, but I was just wondering if you fancied meeting up maybe for a drink, this evening.
To erm To er To To talk about stuff.
Don't worry if you don't or you're busy or whatever.
Anyway, just let me know, OK? Bye! What time did you arrive home, last night? I don't know.
How did you hurt your head? I don't know.
That's not what you told me.
Do you live with anyone who might know what time you got in? My brother, but he won't know, he was asleep.
How do you know he was, if you don't remember getting in? Well, I assume that he was.
What did you do, when you got in? I don't know.
I don't remember.
I went to bed, obviously, because that's where I woke up.
Right, so in summary, you remember arguing with your sister.
You remember getting into the lift when you left Level 27.
You don't remember getting out of the lift at the bottom.
You don't remember going out onto Deansgate and getting a cab.
You have a vague memory of being in a cab, but you don't remember arriving home, how you hurt your head, or anything until you woke up, this morning.
Yeah.
And how did you do that? No, I did this a couple of weeks ago.
I I punched a lamp post.
Why? Cos I was upset about something, so What were you upset about? OK.
Would you Was anyone with you when you did it? Yes, my friend Janet Scott.
She's a DC.
We work together.
OK, and what were you upset about? I'd missed my sergeant's exam.
My brother was in an accident.
And, as well as that, him.
Nick.
I was telling Janet about the CPS not pressing charges against him.
OK, Rachel, would you have any objections to us searching your house? No, of course not.
OK.
We need to photograph you.
We've got the TIE action.
I need to take your fingerprints and DNA for elimination purposes.
And you really can't remember anything? No.
I mean I remember being in a cab.
A black cab.
Or, at least, I think I do.
Did you tell them that? Yeah.
Did you tell them that there's stuff that you can't remember? You didn't lie? If they can prove that you've lied, you're gonna be in a lot more trouble than you're in now.
No, I didn't lie.
I sounded like an idiotic, drunken twat, but I didn't lie.
Right, well you're fine, then, whatever you can or can't remember, they're not gonna find evidence that doesn't exist, are they? But what if? What? You don't think I did it, do you? I You're thinking it's not impossible, which is what I'm thinking, so I-I think that it's unlikely.
You know you'd like to think that you'd never do anything when you're pissed that's out of character.
Well, what if What? They mentioned this and you told me the next day about what I'd done, hitting that lamp post.
I was appalled because when I'm sober, I can't imagine being like that.
I mean, I know I'm a bit daft when I'm pissed, but that that's, like, weird.
Just weird.
Deep-seated anger, isn't it? I'm just terrified as to think what I might be capable of.
I think, if you had done it, you'd remember.
You need to talk to Alison, see what she remembers.
You wanna let this be a lesson to you.
Your liver will be pickled before you're 40.
Oh, and you're Julie bloody Andrews, aren't you? I wasn't the one banged up on sauce, shouting my gob off.
All I said was, 'No thank you, I won't be visiting my mother but, if you want to, then that's your business.
' But, Jesus, eh? Red rag to a flamin' bull.
What time did I leave? It was about ten to 12.
What time did she get home? I don't know, I was asleep.
I've told the filth police.
What time did Savage get smacked about? I don't know.
They're not gonna tell me stuff, are they? Look, did I leave on my own, or did one of your stupid, little friends come with me? No, you flounced out like a pillock and me and my stupid, little friends came down 10 minutes later to see if you'd got in a cab all right.
But you'd gone.
I'll get it.
If you didn't do it, they can't prove anything, can they? No.
If.
And, just to reiterate, I have no objection to you meeting my mother, it's just something I personally would rather not do.
Hey, Alison.
Sean.
When did I last see you? How are you? I'm all right.
How's yourself? Yeah, I'm all right.
Hey, what's up? I'll tell you later.
Yeah, I were just off, anyway.
I'll see you out.
I'm loving and leaving you.
Dominic! Yeah, well, ta-rah.
Right, see you.
Ali? What? I can't remember exactly what I was banging on about, last night, but And I don't mind, but Look, why? Don't you want to try and move on with my mum? It was a long time ago.
We're adults.
I could've gone to college.
All my teachers said I was clever enough and suddenly, overnight, I'm your mum and I'm his mum and I'm going nowhere.
And I had to leave school and get a job so we could make ends meet which at the time, I just got on with it, cos there was no choice.
You were 12 years old.
He was 10.
And she left us with a depressed alcoholic and she left in the knowledge that I would deal with it.
And I did.
But don't ask me to love her for it cos I'm afraid that won't happen.
What's up? Someone that I used to know an ex-boyfriend got beaten up, last night.
And the SIO on the job thinks it was me.
W- And, right now, in her shoes I think I might be thinking exactly the same thing.
She's a silly bitch.
I thought that it was time that we started to talk about stuff.
Yeah.
I I don't wanna get a divorce.
Are you sure you're not just saying that cos you've had such a bad day? I'm saying it precisely because I have had a bad day.
We did a lot right for 25 years.
We've got two fantastic kids.
And erm my mum's going home, next week, so I don't hate her, you know.
I've always liked her.
It was just living on top of each other, and you're always late home, which I've never minded.
I know how much you love your job.
Maybe it takes something bad like this to make you realise how much the stuff you take for granted matters.
There's erm There's something that I need to tell you before you I've had a fling with Andy.
That's why Gill bollocked me.
Not because of the fling, but It didn't work out, mainly because of me.
Bad feeling.
Communication broke down, as a result of which there was a cock-up this morning with the coroner, so that's it.
She said one of us is leaving.
You need to know that before Hello? Listen, I've had an idea.
Yeah, all right.
Thanks anyway.
I can't believe She won't get rid of you.
She won't get rid of him, either.
So she's bullshitting? When did she ever bullshit, Rach? Do you think he did it deliberately, or do you think one of you misunderstood? He said 'Tomorrow'.
It may have been a slip of the tongue, it may have been deliberate but he said 'Tomorrow, ' I'm good at details.
I hear them.
It's what I'm trained for.
No, but he's got a couple of mates that were working last night, so he's gonna see if they know anything.
I left him my number.
It's a waste of time.
Rach No, it isn't.
You haven't done anything.
We're gonna find someone who can help you prove it.
Another one.
Hi, love.
I wonder if you can help me.
I got a cab from here Hi, there.
Sorry to bother you.
Were you working round here, last night? Hello? Nick Savage died half an hour ago.
I need to talk to you, not on the phone.
OK, look, I've spoken to Julie Dodson and I'm not divulging anything confidential she's told me.
This is entirely hypothetical, OK? Yeah.
If I were the SIO, which I'm not, right now, I'd be looking at two main lines of enquiry.
Alibis at the time of the assault and I would say maybe I'd be looking at a time between midnight and quarter-past.
Don't say anything, I'm not asking where you were, I'm not involved.
I'd also be looking at who knew means of access to a secure car park in a top-quality apartment block.
Yeah.
Well, there's only two ways out of that building.
One way is through the building itself which the attacker couldn't have done, because the entrances are biometrically controlled.
The other way is by using Nick's key fob to open the metal grille to the car park.
Who would know that? Well, from where I'm sitting, you would.
Yeah.
Yeah, of course I would.
It's where he lived when I went out with him.
OK, but whoever did it knew Savage's movements.
Knew he was driving back into the car park at exactly that time on exactly that day, knew where the cameras were.
That's not you pissed out of your trolley at your sister's mate's hen do, is it? This is someone following him, someone organised.
Carl Norris? Who knows? One of his crew? Keep your nerve, kid.
Thank you.
But What? If it turns out that you had anything to do with this, I'll hang you out to dry.
You know that, don't you? Sorry, erm, Rachel, your sister's on the phone.
She says it's urgent.
Hiya.
What? Sit down.
What's up? Alison? Dominic did What? It was him that attacked Nick bloody Savage.
Dom? Yeah.
No, no.
It couldn't have been.
Why would he? How would he? He doesn't know anything about Nick Savage.
I've never said about him in front of Dom till last night.
Yes, you did.
No, I've never.
You were drunk.
Janet brought you home.
She had to put you to bed, you were in such a state, three or four weeks ago.
Janet left and, apparently, you were all crying and upset and you'd damaged your hand.
It was all about Nick Savage.
About him trying to knock you down in a car.
About how he was gonna get away with it.
What? Look, I don't know why he's Look, whoever attacked Nick Savage Whoever did this to him knew how to get in and out of this really secure car park.
Under the Bridgewater Tower? Yeah.
He told me.
That fella that he picked up and took back to yours for sex, he lived there, in the residential bit.
Above the hotel.
That's where he picked him up, when he went looking for work in the kitchens.
And he went down into the car park with him, to collect his car before they drove over to yours.
That's how he knew how the car park worked.
And he's been stalking Savage ever since you told him.
He's been following him.
Every day.
Every move he's made.
But why? For you.
For you.
Nick Savage died three-quarters of an hour ago.
It's a murder inquiry now.
Where is he? He was gonna catch a train.
Take my phone.
So, Margaret, we've received information that suggests your husband's death may be more suspicious than we thought.
Information about how, in the past, you indicated that, should the opportunity arise, you would take it upon yourself to end his life.
Is there anything you can tell me about that? Well, where have you got that from? I have to be honest with you, Margaret, both your daughters have told us things along those lines.
Can you remember talking to Joanne or Catherine about anything like that? Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah, I have talked about it.
When? A while since.
Can you remember what you said? I'd never do it.
Can you remember what you said? Not really.
What can you remember? Nothing.
I was just mouthing off.
I was just letting off steam.
One of the things one of your daughters told us was that the way that Colin died was exactly how you described you might do it.
I don't know what they're telling you stuff like that for.
They never liked him.
Would you have any objection to us searching your house? No.
So long as nobody makes a mess.
Hello? Rach, I've just had a call, just now from a taxi driver I spoke to last night, right.
He's just given me the name and number of his mate who says he took a woman matching your description back to your road around midnight, t'night before last.
I've rung him, I've spoken to him, and get this you're in the clear.
He saw you coming out of the hotel.
W-What What time was this? Midnight.
Just before midnight.
He dropped you home at quarter-past midnight.
Apparently, you got straight in his cab.
He dropped you off home, you fell out of his cab, banged your head, he helped you up, you didn't have any cash on you, so you paid him with a blow job.
I made the last bit up.
You're in the clear.
Thanks.
Yeah, listen you know my mum, Friday? If I cop out, then I don't want you going on at me.
Do you understand? Cos, by Friday, I'll have had a really shit week.
I've gotta go.
Dom! Dom! You stupid Stupid You stupid Stupid.
I did it for you.
For me? You were so upset.
I couldn't stand seeing you crying.
I didn't wanna I didn't want you to have to worry any more.
He died.
He's dead.
Well, good.
No, it's not good, Dom.
Nothing about this is good.
Well, he can't hurt you any more.
You're going to prison.
I don't care.
I care! He can't hurt you any more, Rach.
You're under arrest.
I'm arresting you on suspicion of murder.
You d Idiot.
Go.
Keep running.
You can't hide forever, but you can try.
Just run.
Go.
We checked out Margaret Selwyn's pension plans, life insurance policies against her husband and there's nothing untoward, nothing suspicious.
We've got hold of her phone, her computer, her diaries.
That'll make some scintillating reading, but as of yet, nothing.
Shut the door.
Have you had the second PM results? Nothing new.
Sit down.
You were overheard saying 'Tomorrow' to Janet on the phone, yesterday.
Who? Doesn't matter who.
Rachel? She's not even here.
Pete? No.
Kevin? I'm not Mitch.
OK.
I'm sorry.
I genuinely believed I said today.
I'd look on the whole thing more favourably if you'd had the courtesy to admit you could've mis-spoken, like she admitted she could've misheard, but you didn't.
There's a vacancy for a sergeant come up suddenly at Syndicate Six.
I'd like you to go.
You're moving me out? But, surely, it was a mistake.
No, I'm sorry, I can't be doing with personal politics and shit in the office.
I can't risk breakdowns in communication.
I said one of you was going and that's it.
I'm sorry.
Janet? So? You know you've got your exams.
Do you wanna be a sergeant? What happened? Mitch overheard him.
He said 'Tomorrow.
' Whether it was deliberate or not I'm tempted to think it was.
Otherwise, why didn't he have the courtesy to admit it could've been a slip of the tongue? Sammy wants to be a cop.
Jesus.
I know.
Where will he go Andy? Syndicate Six.
Hello? Mm-hm.
Can I ring you back? POLSA's found a concrete-filled grab rail in Margaret Selwyn's fish pond.
Sorry? What? Exactly like the one in the bathroom.
She must have filled it with concrete, whacked him over the head with it in the bath, so it made the same injury indentation on his head as the grab rail that exists in the bathroom would've.
You mean she did do it? I know.
Takes all sorts, eh? Hello.
What's up? Where are the girls? Dorothy's taken 'em to Pizza Express for their tea in a taxi.
Are you moving back in? I was.
Then I had a phone call.
What phone call? From Andy.
You didn't tell me.
You didn't make it clear you'd been having a fling before I moved out.
When I was still living here with you, happily married.
You bitch.
In fact, you know what? Why am I the one that's leaving, eh, when you're the one that's been mucking about? Shall I come in? No.
Erm, go and get a pint somewhere else.
I'll ring you when I want picking up.
Oh, by the way Yeah? It were your mum that sent you the flowers.
Yeah, I decided I will marry you.
Red wine, please.
Mum, I'm here.
I'm at the bar.
Can you see me? Where are you sitting?