The Inspector Lynley Mysteries (2001) s06e01 Episode Script
Limbo
Christ, the damages only return investors to where they'd be if you hadn't made the assurances, not if they'd been true.
Give an inch on that and we truly are dead.
Julia! Think you've had enough? If a man can't have a drink on his son's birthday Anyway, Justin should be in bed.
Tell your mother.
Hello, Thomas.
It's Tommy.
No-one calls me Thomas.
Leaving us so soon, Sergeant McCaffrey? Who else is going to keep Wimborne safe? Daddy says Justin should go to bed.
Darling, would you be an angel? Hold that for me, Tommy.
Oh, sure.
How do I turn this off? Say goodnight to your godson.
Good night, Justin, sleep well.
Have you had a good birthday? - Night, darling.
- Night-night, Mummy.
We shall stay on and party on in your honour.
.
.
Thank you.
Come on.
Justin? Justin? Justin! Justin? Justin! Justin! Has anyone seen Justin? - Darling? - He's not in his bed, he's gone.
Justin! Where are you? Justin! Yeah? It's Justin.
They've found him.
Hey.
Hello.
What are you doing here? I heard that you'd stopped your sessions with the police therapist.
She asked me to draw my grief.
Hah.
I don't mind you not getting back to me or I don't know when you're coming back, but I want to know that you're taking to someone.
I'm doing OK, really.
There's no-one, is there? Look, it's a fine line between concerned friend and intrusive pest.
Yeah, are there's a finer one between drowning your sorrows and drinking yourself to death.
God! Where are you going? None of your business.
Your breath stinks.
I'll buy some mints.
Yeah, that'll fix it(!) Excuse me.
No, excuse me.
Are you sure the booze is out of your system? Why don't you arrest me and find out? Look, I didn't come here to Thank you very much.
- Bye, Mum.
- Bye, darling.
- What's going on, Dad? - Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
It hasn't changed at all.
Sam.
Where's the body, Mike? Vivienne.
If it's Justin, I'll know.
Let's hear what Mike has to say.
Well, our forensics say the skeleton's the right size and it does have a breakage here.
Lots of children break their arms.
Yes, yes, I know they do, so we're going to have to take a DNA test from you to be sure.
Why don't you use Justin's own DNA? His hairbrush, his teddies are all still at the house.
OK.
I can't wait that long.
No, Vivienne Let me be your eyes.
And then if you still want to see, fine.
Who found him? Some kids.
When the river burst its banks, the water forced its way up through an old drain.
He'd been stuffed inside, covered with bricks and earth.
Cause of death is probably this blow to the head.
You'd need a forensic pathologist for this, wouldn't you? Mmm.
What? Nothing, just good to see you.
Thanks for the card, by the way.
Sorry I haven't replied.
Don't be stupid.
Are you coping? OK, all things considered.
But you miss her? What do you think? My wife died the day after Conrad was born.
Sir.
Thanks.
I'm sorry.
HE IMITATES AN AEROPLANE .
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if you hadn't made the assurances! Night-night, my darling.
Night-night, Mummy.
We're going to party on in your honour.
I've tried mutual friends, searched all my old address books Thanks anyway, Conrad.
I hope we didn't drag you out of court.
You didn't have to come down, you know? Yes, I did, Dad.
Inspector.
Conrad.
You can call me Tommy now, you know? You searched your old address books for? They're not in contact with Julia.
Last anyone heard, she was teaching primary school in Rome.
The embassy are on to it.
What's the news on your old prime suspect, Sullivan? Terminal cancer.
If he killed Justin, he's taking it to the grave.
Deathbed confession? Shall we have a shot at that? I'll see if I can find which rock he's hiding under.
Dad Five's a crowd? Vivienne? What's all this about Julia? She never came to terms with Justin's disappearance.
But we had to - for Oliver.
And she holds that against you? Shall we? Never went to sleep without Jack.
Actually, erm This might be more help.
Thank you.
OK.
it clears the mind like an acid bath.
Really? Before we lost Justin, life was wasted on me.
I was completely obsessed with making money because I'd married into so much.
I remember.
And now? Now, I'm a bum.
Bit of charity work, bit of property.
If the gutters need clearing out, I'll do it myself.
And when Oliver wants help with his homework, it's a pleasure not a chore.
The embassy got hold of Julia.
She says she's not coming.
She's not coming home for Justin's funeral.
Ciao, bambini! CHILDREN: Ciao! Ciao! Ciao! Julia? Tommy.
Ah, you remembered? Did my parents send you? No, I volunteered.
Well, if you want to know, it's a relief.
That's not how your mum sees it.
Well, I'm not going to break open the champagne.
I mean, she still had hope.
Vivienne never was any good with bad news.
She's had to learn.
It'd mean a lot to them if you came back.
My brother's dead.
I don't need a ceremony to mourn him.
I'm sorry, I have to go.
At least let me buy you Buongiorno.
Buongiorno.
Un cappuccino, per favore.
Due, grazie.
Prego.
Forget about your parents.
Forget about the funeral.
Just think about Justin.
He's been waiting years for this.
Where was he? In an old drain.
And no-one looked before? He was covered with bricks.
The river overflowed and pushed his body up Sorry.
I asked.
You really do have to say goodbye, you know? You're talking from experience? Yes.
Prego.
I need to pack.
Grazie.
Sam and Vivienne said they hadn't seen you in ages.
Because I resented them moving on? There's no truth in that? None.
So? Actually, I'd rather not.
I hope you didn't No, not really.
I'm on compassionate leave.
My wife, erm What was her name? Helen.
It's not so bad.
I should be back at work quite soon, I think.
Was it sudden? Do you know, I'd You'd rather not? Wait a sec.
You all right? Yes.
Move! Move! Lost him.
What's that? It fell out of his pocket.
C'era qualcuno che ha preso Qualcosa dalla casa mia - un inglese, alto.
Si, la camera la nove, pero non so il nome.
Grazie.
There's an English man in room nine, but he doesn't know his name.
Let's go and have a look.
Hello? Hello! Let me have a go.
Where did you learn that? A crime prevention course in Battersea.
Don't ask.
Oh my God.
What? He's from home.
What did he want in my flat? Chi siete? Che cosa fate qua dentro? Immediatamente uscite! La policia! Ma che cosa credete! I'll get his fingerprints off this.
I'll run them when we get back.
You find Justin and someone from home breaks into my apartment.
How can that be a coincidence? We need to get you packed and then we'll catch our plane.
I'm not sure I'm up to the drive down tonight.
Well, I'm driving.
No, I mean seeing my parents - the whole deal.
OK, well, why don't we go first thing in the morning? Thanks.
Just moved in? It's a friend's place, actually.
Through here.
THUNDER RUMBLES Is this OK? Great.
Erm Do you want to go and grab a drink? Sure.
I'll just let Sam know.
HE DIALS HIS PHONE 'Hello.
' Sam, it's Tommy.
Yeah, I've got Julia with me.
We'll be down tomorrow by noon.
'That's great news, Tommy.
Thank you.
' How did the call to Dad go? Oh, fine.
I said we'd be down by midday.
God, this place is sad.
I don't mean "naff", I mean sad.
Unfortunately, rather tragically, my local has become a gastropub No, not this bar.
It's It's England.
You're biased.
Probably.
In Rome, they all sing Don Giovanni and read Dante.
In Latin.
I don't think so! Why did you settle there? I don't know.
What was it that John Lennon said? "Life is what happens when you're making other plans.
" That was Ringo Starr.
Ringo never said anything famous.
The thing about Rome is you can be alone without being lonely.
What if you weren't alone? "What if" are the deadliest words in the English language.
The prognosis can't be that bleak.
I saw a lot of beautiful women in Rome, but you're not that hard on the eye! I have plenty of single male friends if you're worried about my sex life.
I wasn't.
What happens when they fall for you? Never let things get that far.
Poor single male friends.
I'm not waiting to be swept off my feet.
Now that sounds like famous last words.
Check out the ego on you! No, I'm talking from experience.
Before Helen, I would go to friends' weddings and I would think, "How lovely, how sweet.
"Thank God I'm waking up in the morning by myself" or at least the morning after that.
She changed you and then abandoned you? What a bitch.
So, what do you say? I say that's bloody annoying, actually.
I say it's a sign.
A sign of what? We need another bottle.
It was, ermvery kind of you to come and get me.
More than kind.
If looks could kill.
I think it's because I missed the last residents' meeting.
I hope you're ashamed of yourself.
I borrowed this.
Good.
Are you OK? Fine.
But you feel like a traitor.
Umthat's mine.
It was just a shock for me.
No, I can't.
Give me a minute.
Sorry.
A particularly keen single male friend.
I thought you didn't let things get that far? Exactly.
I didn't want you to hear me being horrid.
Right, get up and put your hands where we can see them! What's going on? Where's Julia? No! How did she take the news about her brother? Yeah, she said it was a relief.
And what about last night? Did she seem upset then? It was on her mind But nothing made you think she was suicidal? No.
Did you have sex with her? Come on, you don't have to think about that.
Yes, I did.
Then I agree with you.
Which is problematic.
Door-to-door under way, Detective Superintendent Tate.
I had no reason to harm her, but someone else might have done.
Tell me.
Justin's killer was never caught.
Ancient history.
Yesterday, if that's recent enough for you, Julia had an intruder in her apartment in Rome.
Great.
Will the Italian police corroborate this? Thomas Lynley, I am arresting you on suspicion of the murder of Julia Oborne.
at this time? Just let me speak to him.
After I've interviewed him.
Five minutes? What's the urgency? You know bloody well he didn't kill her! Sorry, Ma'am.
I would reserve judgment if I were you, see how the interview goes.
I'm just concerned for his welfare.
And I'm concerned for the young woman I just scraped off the pavement.
Look, he's my partner and six months ago his wife was shot dead in front of him.
I just want to do right by him Ma'am.
If he cries on your shoulder It's admissible, I know.
Don't make me regret this.
Havers.
Are you OK? Who called you? Are you OK? You mean, "Did I do it"? No, I mean, are you bloody OK? God, I've been asking you that for the last six months! I need your help.
OK.
Somebody broke into Julia's apartment.
I need you to check for fingerprints on that.
This is evidence! Tate isn't remotely interested in it.
No, I can't! Barbara, please! Don't say another word, Tommy.
Conrad.
Dad called me.
I don't need a lawyer.
Are you under caution? Yes.
You need a lawyer.
He's right.
My client really doesn't need your advice.
Conrad, this isn't the arresting officer.
This is my friend, DS Havers.
Sorry.
OK.
What the hell happened, Tommy? How's he doing? Not good.
He wants this checked for prints and DNA - after hours, but right now, if you get me.
Why aren't we sharing this with Tate? Cos for her, there's only one suspect and she's talking to him.
Cheers, Stu.
Julia got a call on her mobile at around2am.
Ex-boyfriend from Rome.
Unlikely.
It was from a pay-phone opposite your apartment.
What's more likely is you made the call to introduce a third party, but we're jumping ahead To unsubstantiated conclusions.
So, you were bringing Miss Oborne home as a favour to her parents? Yes.
And that included having sexual intercourse with her? Julia Oborne was a 29-year-old adult.
Are you making a point or just a cheap shot? Three bottles of red.
There a reason you drank so much? Nothing specific.
I think, in different ways, we just wanted to forget.
In your case, the loss of your wife? Don't answer that, Tommy.
Your wife was shot dead, right in front of you, wasn't she? You know she was.
I hope the Met are providing counselling for PTS? They were.
They did.
What happened? I wasn't getting anything from it.
Perhaps you were still too angry? Perhaps.
Did you get angry with Miss Oborne? You've asked that 20 different ways.
My client has already stated his innocence.
Was it the first time you'd had sex since your wife? Detective Superintendent, your desperation is becoming offensive.
Yes.
Yes, it was.
You waited a long time then? As a policeman, I'm sure you know it's hard to tell the difference, forensically, between consensual sex and other kinds.
This is a fishing trip.
You have no motive and my guess is, no forensics, so I insist you release my client immediately.
Oh, well, in that case Is this personal? Cos he's an earl? Just the opposite.
I'm treating him like anyone else.
Vedder.
A resident saw them getting intimate in the corridor.
Doesn't mean she wanted to go all the way.
No, but she initiated things.
What about the PM? They're not done, but no defence wounds, no signs of struggle.
Not after falling five stories.
There's needle scarring on her arms.
Looks like an ex-user.
Maybe she DID top herself.
(Thank you, DC Vedder.
) Would you like to share your news with us? No, I would not.
So it was nothing suggesting Miss Oborne was pushed from the window? Forensics is not complete.
My client had no reason to hurt this woman, but she had every reason to hurt herself.
As a friend of the victims, I know that in her 20s, she was frequently treated for heroin abuse.
What a friend you are.
Julia was a tragically unstable person and while her suicide is a shock, it is not a surprise.
Charge my client or release him.
To think your dad's a copper.
Charge my client .
.
or release him.
Until our investigations are complete, I must request that you remain in London.
Fine.
Sam.
You were supposed to bring her home, not get her drunk and bed her.
That's not what happened.
You tell her her brother's dead then put your arms round her.
Shame on you! Sam, we need to talk.
Sorry, bad time.
I've got to identify my daughter's body.
Vivienne.
I am so, so sorry.
I want you to request a second postmortem, whatever the findings of the first.
Why? I want to bring in Stewart Lafferty But what do you expect him to find? I don't know.
I just want to know we've turned over every stone.
How could it happen twice, Tommy? How could it happen twice? Mr Oborne, Superintendent Tate.
Mrs Oborne? Please.
Great.
You're barely out the door and you're helping Tate build a case against you.
Julia wasn't suicidal.
And if Lafferty proves that, what next? I'm not frightened of the truth.
Tate charges you.
We find a new suspect.
You know what happens to coppers inside.
A real suspect.
What if we don't find one? We've already got one.
We just don't know his name.
Lafferty'll call when he knows anything about the pill box? I told him it wasn't urgent.
Don't you think you should take a breath? Not if I'm going to find out what happened.
That's Tate's job.
Let her do it.
I owe this to Sam and Vivienne.
At worst Yeah? At worst? They'll think you exploited her grief.
Is that what you think? I don't think it was your finest hour.
Where are you going? The gents.
Lafferty? 'We've got a match.
' Hey, Lafferty.
How are you, Tommy? Fine.
We're sure it's Sullivan's prints? 16 points of ridge bifurcation.
Expected a more salubrious address though.
Why? Bropidox is a targeted therapy.
Unlike chemo drugs, it just fixes what's broke - but at a price.
So not on the NHS? Not even for sale in the UK.
Mail order only from the States.
A year's course is 20 grand.
The Obornes have requested a second PM and I suggested you do it.
You mean you've told them to request one.
Why? Because I think Julia was murdered and I want you to prove it.
Be careful what you wish for.
Don't waste your breath.
Here we go.
Sullivan! Sullivan! The lock looks pretty flimsy.
Yeah, so does our warrant.
I'll try and find a building manager.
Or maybe not.
Someone's been a busy boy.
Passwords? Entry codes? You said he was a programmer, maybe he's been trying to hack into something.
I'll try that other room.
Sir.
Yep.
Same two words keep cropping up.
Rich Maitland.
So, what, he's hacking in to steal cancer drugs? Not quite.
Listen.
"Dear Mr Sullivan, I could never overstate your contribution to my IT unit.
"I assure you I did not anonymously furnish you with an account at Rich Maitland Pharmaceuticals.
" "Wishing you a speedy recovery.
" So he has a mystery benefactor.
Not too keen on the mystery part of it.
If Lafferty's right, this is thousands of pounds worth of drugs.
Sullivan.
Careful.
Is this supposed to mean something? It means Julia Oborne saved my life.
Now, why would she want to do a thing like that? DS Tate, the Obornes have requested that I carry out a second postmortem.
Off the record, the PM found no restraining injuries, nothing suggesting foul play.
Really? Then again, she did fall five stories, so who knows what that covered up? What about a cause of death? I still have to fulfil the Obornes' request.
What's Lynley playing at? Why does he, of all people, want a second PM? Lynley? Please.
You really think I don't know you've You think I'm fooled by this "Parents want a second postmortem" crap? I really don't know what you're talking about.
I do know that the Obornes have a legal right to a second Fine.
But whatever you turn up, it's full disclosure - understood? Absolutely.
Full disclosure.
She threw herself off a building? No, she was found dead at the bottom of one.
Make sense if she did throw herself off.
How's that? Same reason she gave me 20 grand's worth of cancer treatments.
Guilt.
Guilt about what? I hope the bitch remembered me in her will.
Sir! Guilt about what? Her brother.
She knew I was innocent and that delivery note proves it.
It was left in with the last consignment.
A billing address, but no name.
So that's why you were trying to break into the drug company's customer records? Think logically.
When the pills run out, I go back to pissing blood and watching my skin fall off.
Why would I want to kill the very person saving me from that fate? When did you get back? 11:30 this morning.
Want to see my boarding pass? If Sullivan's innocent, what was he doing at Julia's apartment? He wanted to find out who his benefactor was.
There must be an explanation.
Sam? Where would Julia get that kind of money? Teaching primary school? She inherited something when her grandfather died.
In the fall-out from Justin, Sullivan lost his job, beaten up repeatedly, nearly died when someone burned down his home.
In that context And he did get away with murder.
In that context, Julia's generosity feels likecompensation.
That's a leap.
I know.
At the very least, it could shed some light on her suicide.
You said you didn't think it was suicide? I didn't.
And now you're off the hook, you're having second thoughts? No.
Perhaps your head's clearing.
How much did you have to drink again? How much did she have? £20,000 worth of cancer drugs are what's giving me second thoughts.
And if Julia killed herself, itit wasn't because she'd drunk too much.
We have to consider the possibility that Julia took Justin.
What? Where was she the night that Justin went missing? In her studio.
Any witnesses to that? Yes.
Me.
Witnesses? Now Julia killed herself because she murdered her own brother? Christ, Tommy! If you call that a theory, perhaps you should never go back to work.
I thought that Sam would be the scary one.
Yeah, me too.
Do you get the feeling that Julia helping Sullivan wasn't the surprise to him it was to her? He's just lost his daughter.
I accused that daughter of murder and he didn't say a word.
Mike.
Lynley.
Oh, no - more than OK, thank you.
I'd like to get hold of that video footage of Justin's birthday party if possible.
I defended a guy last year with a case hinged on CCTV.
Still have some enhancement software on here.
Beyond the call.
Think I know why Sam and Julia absented themselves from their own party.
Julia! JULIA: Think you've had enough? If a man can't have a drink on his son's birthday Sam's getting hammered.
And Julia doesn't like it.
Exhibit number two.
This is Julia just after putting Justin to bed.
I had to zoom in and clean it up, but it was worth it.
Julia corners Dad for a private chat.
What's he saying? I think we can guess it's not "great party".
We can more than guess.
Temper, temper.
So Julia leaves and Dad follows.
She starts the fight.
He's going to finish it.
But what was the fight about? Talk to Sam.
He never mentioned the row in '95.
He'll play it down now.
But there's someone else who might know.
Conrad.
I had a fling with the Obornes' ex-nanny, Christine Faraday.
She was sacked - accused of breaking Justin's arm.
Wrongly.
Christine loved that kid, and for a few weeks, I loved her.
She didn't have a bad bone in her body.
Christine must've been a suspect in the abduction? She had an alibi.
Me and half the village pub.
She was in there drowning her sorrows for missing Justin's party.
What light can she shed on this? She got a call from Julia that evening.
it didn't seem significant.
That could soundtrack the argument we've just watched.
Excuse me, we've just left London.
What about Tate? Tate can go and do the other thing.
What is it? Detective Superintendent Tate.
I didn't hear you creep in there.
What are you seeing? Nothing.
Nothing? So far I'm with your pathologist all the way.
Oh.
I told you a second PM was unnecessary.
I presume there were photos taken at the crime scene? I think, yeah, maybe someone took some with their phone(!) What does Lynley know that I don't? I'll see those photos now, if that's OK.
Thanks.
As beautiful as ever.
Conrad.
Christine, I have some terrible news.
I'm so sorry.
Hello, Christine.
Mike.
Conrad.
We need to have a couple of words if you don't mind.
The evening Justin went missing, and you got a call from Julia.
Yes? So what did she say? It wasn't fair that I'd missed such a great party.
Nothing more pressing than that? Come on.
That family have been through enough.
You say they accused you of breaking their child's arm! Are you saying I lied? If it was me, I'd want to set the record straight.
Christine.
Your loyalty is to Julia and Justin, not their parents.
Julia told me she knew who broke Justin's arm.
She knew because Justin had told her himself.
Sam? Justin had messed up some papers in his study and Sam was drunk again.
That sounds like a flashpoint, not the real cause.
Well, that's all she told me.
Can you turn that off, please? Sorry.
Lafferty.
OK, the spleen is breached, so I'm thinking post-mortem, if only by a minute or so.
How did she die? My best guess is asphyxiation.
'I've found what looks like 'a fragment of a rubber glove between her teeth.
' I'm having it tested for DNA.
But the thing is, if I sit on this, I'm violating full disclosure and if I don't 'it's murder again and you'll be arrested,' so we're Yeah, OK, thanks.
Cheers for that.
Heading out? You should be a detective.
I can arrange transport.
I'm good.
Thanks.
Sam's the one person Julia would've covered for.
Always a daddy's girl.
Would he repay her by killing her? If she was threatening to tell Vivienne, threatening their new life in London with Oliver.
From here to London in the middle of night is two hours? Tops.
So he could've got down to your flat and been back by dawn.
We're not even thinking if he's capable of murdering his own two children! Maybe just one.
Notice he didn't want his DNA matched with Justin's? There.
What do you reckon? I'm glad we live in London.
Spoken like your father's son.
You said when we got here, you'd tell me what's going on.
I'm going away on a long trip, but I need to tell you a bit of family history first.
Dad? What's this long trip? Are you trying to tell me something? Lies really can kill you, Oliver.
They killed your brother and sister.
So you have to know the truth, however much it hurts.
What are we doing here? Why's Mum in London? Am I talking to the walls? Shut up and listen! When I married your mother, I decided that there was no way I would turn into one of those freeloading house-husbands who get up at 11 to fix lunch.
No - I was going to earn my own pile, thank you very much.
The day after the honeymoon, I set up my own business, Oborne Investments.
Good for you, Dad.
No.
No, it wasn't.
It was a disaster, it was the root of all this.
Hey, come here.
(Come here.
) It's all about self-knowledge, Oliver.
Knowing thyself.
Down the hatch.
Tommy? Tommy, Sam's taken Oliver.
Dad! Dad! Oliver! Oliver! He's going to kill himself! Get him out of here.
No! Can't even shoot myself now.
There are worse things to be bad at.
Got to hand it to you, Tommy.
You saw it before I did.
The sweep, the symmetry.
The contours of tragedy.
Right now, I'm not seeing the contours at all.
that Vivienne scoffed at.
Julia.
She did take Justin? But .
.
I drove her to it.
Something terrible must have happened.
If only she'd spoken to me.
She didn't have to kill herself.
Oh, Sam, slow down.
The darkness spread like a stain, but it started with me.
Is that a poetic way of saying it was you who broke Justin's arm? It was an accident, but I'd had a skinful You never had any accidents like that with Julia though, did you? That's close enough.
Because Julia Unlike Justin, Julia was your child, hey? Hmm.
Gave myself away with the DNA sample, right? Even that was my fault.
I was so angry when Vivienne stopped funding me, I just stayed up in London sulking.
Would you give the self-pity a rest? You think that's what this is? If you were going to shoot yourself, you'd have done it by now.
People have always underestimated me, Tommy.
Tommy.
It's not all your fault.
What are you talking about? Julia didn't commit suicide because she felt guilty about Justin.
She was murdered.
How? I'm not going to tell you any more until you give me that gun.
You're bluffing.
Tommy.
It was about eight when I found her in her studio.
She tried softly-softly, bless her.
"Daddy, I know you're only drinking because business is bad" You've got to own up to what you did to Justin.
Re-instate Christine.
I don't know what you're talking about.
If you so much as clip his ear, I swear you'll see neither of us ever again.
You're drunk.
Don't start.
And you resented every second of Justin's party! Please don't hurt him.
Hurt him? I know it's the drink, Daddy.
I know it's not you.
You need help.
Even if he's not yours, it's not his fault.
I'll never forget the fear in her eyes.
and her mind was made up.
But I didn't kill her I swear.
What? How much sleep did you get last night? Barely any, why? Was Sam was with you? Of course, why? Great.
Go easy on him.
I think he's literally "mad with grief".
And I'm not? Viv, you're stronger than he is.
I'm still going to kill him.
Of course.
And once you've done that .
.
I think he needs you very much.
Mum! You think Julia planned to leave her brother with someone? Someone nearby, who she trusted.
Someone Justin knew.
No, no.
Christine loved that kid, and anyway, she was here with me when he was found to be missing.
Look, surely whoever Julia met that night is probably her killer? Agreed.
Well, then that can't be Christine.
Yeah, I mean, how does a slim-built woman get Julia out of the window without waking you up? Just wait a bloody minute.
We don't know that Julia was murdered yet, do we? Tommy? I mean, it's not definite? No, it's not.
Good cos that's my story if I'm asked.
I'm sticking to it.
Look, I've put you in a spot, I know I have.
What exactly is your evidence that Julia was murdered? A glove fragment, and other pathology inconsistent with death from a fall.
Have you shared any of this with Detective Superintendent Tate? Not yet.
So as long as she thinks it's suicide, you're in the clear? I can't conduct an investigation from inside a prison cell.
How long are you thinking of holding out on her? As long as it takes.
If you're worried about being implicated I'm worried about you, Tommy.
You obviously know what you're doing so, hey I asked Stewart Lafferty to view Justin's remains tomorrow morning.
That OK? Yeah, sure.
That's OK, but next time, I'd like to be asked, not told.
No argument with the cause of death being the skull fracture.
Any idea of a weapon? What's interesting are these bilateral injuries, here.
What are the chances of striking both legs in the same place? Exactly, so I'm thinkingcar bumper.
Justin wasn't even four feet tall.
A bumper would've struck him waist-height.
Not if the driver floored the brakes.
If you're travelling fast enough, your front end nosedives.
I've seen six-inch furrows in pre-stressed asphalt.
So it was an accident? Well, the skull fracture is certainly consistent with secondary impact, which chimes with what looks like white paint fragments in the hair.
Which because it hasn't rotted, suggests a metallic base.
So we're looking for someone, probably a local, who drove a white car? When we get the paint analysed, I'll do better than that.
Wait a minute, Conrad.
When you went out with Christine she drove a white car.
Old, white Fiesta.
I told her not to drive.
What are you talking about? I'm sorry.
I'll drive, you're well over.
And you're not? Everything's relative.
Look, I appreciate the offer.
Was that really Julia on the phone? That's a guilty look.
She couldn't have got to the Obornes' by seven.
That's what you told yourself.
I'm sorry, Dad.
That's what you told yourself? It's what I believed! You covered up for your girlfriend! I was young and stupid, but if I'd It wasn't your decision to make! I spent two years on that case, and it nearly killed me! Christ, I said I was sorry, didn't I? It was 12 years ago.
So Julia called you.
Sam was drinking again and in a dangerous, a violent mood.
I mean, what if he broke Justin's neck this time? She calls you at the pub and says she's bringing her brother over And I said no.
How stupid would I be to mess with the Obornes? After all the lies they told about me breaking Justin's arm.
Not stupid, just principled.
You put Justin first.
But it meant driving over the limit and somewhere on the way here you had an accident.
And Justin was killed, but Julia was OK.
She'd talked you into it, so she covered up for you? Where is all this coming from? You drove a white Fiesta then, right? So what? So, white car paint was found on Justin's corpse.
Well, it wasn't from my car.
Once I got behind the wheel, I realised what a mistake it was and I walked home.
Come on, that's miles away! I cut through the fields.
So you did go home in response to Julia's call? Yes.
She wasn't here.
Where were you night before last? On the night shift.
Why? Are you asking me for an alibi? You think .
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Julia was murdered? Would that be a complete surprise? Or would it make some chilling kind of sense? Am I under arrest? No.
I'd be surprised if Justin was hit by Christine's car Cos of the paint? The sealant.
Teflon fluorocarbon 'Standard issue now, but back in the early '90s, the preserve of luxury cars and emergency vehicles.
' Not fourth-hand Fiestas? Traces of rust argue against the luxury cars 'and the injuries are wrong for an ambulance, so' I'm thinking village bobby? Really? OK You pulled the plug on that mighty fast.
All we can do is worry her, and we did that.
Lafferty says Justin might've been hit by a marked police car.
What makes him think that? The paint sealant.
Conrad saw her drive away pissed! She could've got out, I mean she COULD have walked home.
Whose case is this? I don't want you to making the same mistake twice.
What mistake? You've no proof, Mike, just like with Sullivan.
That's a low blow.
It's only the truth.
You're lecturing ME about past mistakes? I'm counselling you to keep your powder dry.
What about you, Tommy? You get your wife killed and you're still dragging people into your mess! Ah! Damn! Well, on the plus side, we're at a nurse's house.
Officers get first look when squad cars are bumped, right? But McCaffrey's a detective.
He wouldn't have had squad car.
He was in uniform 'till the early '90s.
I'll check his vehicle history.
You should get that hand checked.
Come in.
Hello? Hello! Oh, look, sorry - I've bled on you.
Yeah, like that's never happened to me before(!) It's funny, I'm the one who's knocked my wing mirror off my car and yet you're the one whose hands are shaking.
Does Mike McCaffrey scare you? Do I scare you? Nobody scares me.
That's not entirely true now, is it? Do you really think Julia was murdered? What is it, Christine? OK, McCaffrey moved out of uniform and bought his decommissioned Sierra, and sold it on in July '95.
A month after Justin was killed.
The buyer was local.
Daniel Forsyth, Cleve Farm.
Odds are it's been sold again.
Not according to DVLA.
Let's check it out.
Hello? Hello? Who is this? Obviously "full disclosure" means something totally different to you than it does to me.
You think there's a lab in London that I don't do business with? Once we got the results back, I fully intended to bring you in.
Bring me in? You're too kind.
And what if Lynley's DNA is on that glove? But it isn't, is it? We don't know yet .
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and the fragment itself is evidence of murder.
Evidence you wouldn't have if not for me.
This isn't finders keepers, it's a murder investigation.
MY murder investigation.
Any paint left your side? Doesn't look like it.
Shame.
We're probably looking at our murder weapon.
It's McCaffrey.
Mike? A guy out walking his dog has found a body near Christine Faraday's.
We'll meet you at her cottage.
We've got to go.
Looks like a sexual assault gone bad.
Well, they left her knickers on.
That's one prudish sex killer.
It looks like she's been strangled with a belt.
Yeah, it could be a buckle mark.
This could have nothing to do with the Oborne case.
You know, I'll take conspiracy over coincidence any day.
Look, sorry - I bled on you Yeah, like that's never happened to me before(!) Shit.
What? Yep Yes, ma'am, erm He's talking to Tate.
I'll be arrested in a minute.
What? You get back to London.
Tell her everything.
The car, Julia, everything.
Well, this is bloody embarrising to me.
What is? I've got to take you in.
Tate found out you were down here.
Lafferty? Yeah, I said you were playing with fire.
Where's Sergeant Havers? Oh, I don't know.
Must have gone.
Maybe she didn't want to get arrested as well.
Don't patronise me.
Oh, come on, Mike! I'm not taking any chances, Tommy.
What chances like trust and friendship? Right! Like you trusted me? One thing I don't get.
Julia - how did you get her to keep quiet for so long? What did you have on her? I don't know what you're talking about.
That's all right, your old car will be eloquent enough on your behalf.
The party, that's it! I remember thinking how you were putting away the champagne for a man on duty Leaving us so soon, Sergeant McCaffrey? Who else is going to keep Save your breath for Tate.
You're gonna need it.
Why didn't you just come clean, just say "Sorry, I messed up".
You'd be out of the force, but you're not the most ambitious man.
You don't know me.
You kill me, you know that? You really think just because you play down the earl thing, that you're one of us, a regular copper, one of the boys.
Well, I'm sorry, "Tommy", that's just about the funniest thing I've ever heard.
This is a hobby for you! You're a tourist! You've no idea what it's like to BE your job, and to know that if you lose it, that's it, you're dead - in the gutter, no way back.
What does this have to do with squashing a five-year-old's body down a drain? There must've been a thought - "Christ, how's it come to this?" No? Maybe I really don't know you at all.
One more word and I'll throw you out of the car and say you jumped.
Sounds familiar to me.
Mike, we need to have a conversation about the death of Julia Oborne.
Yes, Ma'am.
I'd like to make a statement, if that's OK.
Tell Conrad.
Please.
What's going on? The DNA from the glove.
Tate found out, ran it against the officers' database.
Hoping to find a match with me.
The closest by far - Mike McCaffrey.
Closest? It's a weak sample, it's like a phone number with missing digits.
Barbara, where are you? Yes, I'm a free man again.
Listen, I need you to bear some bad news for me.
Sam told me Julia and Lynley were staying the night in London.
With the shock of her brother being found, I had a bad feeling.
I saw them sitting up at the bar getting hammered and I knew I had to act.
SoDad's confessed? Yeah, well he wanted to make a statement.
That's all I know.
Oh my God! You know, I'd be happy to drive you to the station if that's what you want.
Right.
Well, that's a kind offer.
I'll just get my coat.
Looks like she's been strangled with a belt.
Yeah, it could be a buckle mark.
Was it really a kind offer, Barbara, or do you have an ulterior motive? Turn round and put your hands against the wall.
So as soon as they left, I followed them up to Lynley's penthouse.
That's wrong again.
What? Is it possible the DNA on that glove wasn't his? Possible, but unlikely.
I mean, if it's not his, it's a close relative's.
Life is binary - sunny day, rainy day, there's no good or evil or free will, we just react to the hand we're given.
As rationalisations for triple murder go, that's a bit flowery.
Listen, I'm not justifying myself to anyone, but my first step on the road to hell was an act of blinding altruism.
Julia's call for help? You drove? I was drunk, but Christine was paralytic Look, I appreciate the offer Was that really Julia on the phone? That's a guilty look.
How "ex" is your ex, Christine? Oh, grow up.
Don't they have any real women at law school? Come on, I'll drive.
The girl was off her face.
Offering to drive was the responsible thing to do.
Oh, you're a model citizen, Conrad.
You should've told Julia where to go.
He hit her! God only knows what he'll do to Justin! Not your problem.
You don't owe these people anything.
Maybe I can think about something other than myself.
Is that a dig? I'm nobody's mug, that's for sure.
Nor am I! It's practically stamped on your forehead.
Here we go, Justin, Christine's house.
You stay here, don't move.
Christine! She brings Justin through your front door, you're party to abduction.
So why are you driving, genius.
Well, because I feel bad in advance about dumping you.
There, I said it.
You piece of shit Christine! ENGINE REVS Julia was convinced Sam was going to hurt Justin .
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but instead, I ended up killing him.
Who says God hasn't got a sense of humour, eh? Oh my God, oh my God! Oh my God! Talk to her, I've been drinking! It's goodbye, law school - hello, prison.
My dad will kill me! Conrad, he's dead! Nothing can change that.
I shouldn't have let you drive Oh my God, oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Does anyone else know you took Justin? No.
He was a sweet kid, he wouldn't want this to ruin our lives.
Go home, Julia.
All you have to do is go home.
They protected you and you killed them for it.
Soon as Tommy said he'd fetch Julia from Rome, I had a bad feeling .
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and I was right.
How did you coax Julia into meeting you? Didn't have to, she wanted my blood.
You liar.
You told me you buried Justin in the orchard, not in some drain Still reading your thoughts, Barbara.
"Keep him calm, keep him talking, then grab the knife when he gets distracted.
" Put a foot wrong, I'm going for your eyeballs, not your skin.
You all right, Barbara? I'm fine! Call for back up! I can't believe you were going to let your dad take the rap.
I always liked you, Tommy.
I could've killed you too! Is this what it was like with Julia? Did she beg? Did she look you in your eyes and beg? Did she? How does it feel then, hey? Sir! Sir! The keys, in there.
All right? Yeah.
Welcome back, you.
Thanks.
I probably shouldn't say this, but do you fancy a drink?
Give an inch on that and we truly are dead.
Julia! Think you've had enough? If a man can't have a drink on his son's birthday Anyway, Justin should be in bed.
Tell your mother.
Hello, Thomas.
It's Tommy.
No-one calls me Thomas.
Leaving us so soon, Sergeant McCaffrey? Who else is going to keep Wimborne safe? Daddy says Justin should go to bed.
Darling, would you be an angel? Hold that for me, Tommy.
Oh, sure.
How do I turn this off? Say goodnight to your godson.
Good night, Justin, sleep well.
Have you had a good birthday? - Night, darling.
- Night-night, Mummy.
We shall stay on and party on in your honour.
.
.
Thank you.
Come on.
Justin? Justin? Justin! Justin? Justin! Justin! Has anyone seen Justin? - Darling? - He's not in his bed, he's gone.
Justin! Where are you? Justin! Yeah? It's Justin.
They've found him.
Hey.
Hello.
What are you doing here? I heard that you'd stopped your sessions with the police therapist.
She asked me to draw my grief.
Hah.
I don't mind you not getting back to me or I don't know when you're coming back, but I want to know that you're taking to someone.
I'm doing OK, really.
There's no-one, is there? Look, it's a fine line between concerned friend and intrusive pest.
Yeah, are there's a finer one between drowning your sorrows and drinking yourself to death.
God! Where are you going? None of your business.
Your breath stinks.
I'll buy some mints.
Yeah, that'll fix it(!) Excuse me.
No, excuse me.
Are you sure the booze is out of your system? Why don't you arrest me and find out? Look, I didn't come here to Thank you very much.
- Bye, Mum.
- Bye, darling.
- What's going on, Dad? - Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.
It hasn't changed at all.
Sam.
Where's the body, Mike? Vivienne.
If it's Justin, I'll know.
Let's hear what Mike has to say.
Well, our forensics say the skeleton's the right size and it does have a breakage here.
Lots of children break their arms.
Yes, yes, I know they do, so we're going to have to take a DNA test from you to be sure.
Why don't you use Justin's own DNA? His hairbrush, his teddies are all still at the house.
OK.
I can't wait that long.
No, Vivienne Let me be your eyes.
And then if you still want to see, fine.
Who found him? Some kids.
When the river burst its banks, the water forced its way up through an old drain.
He'd been stuffed inside, covered with bricks and earth.
Cause of death is probably this blow to the head.
You'd need a forensic pathologist for this, wouldn't you? Mmm.
What? Nothing, just good to see you.
Thanks for the card, by the way.
Sorry I haven't replied.
Don't be stupid.
Are you coping? OK, all things considered.
But you miss her? What do you think? My wife died the day after Conrad was born.
Sir.
Thanks.
I'm sorry.
HE IMITATES AN AEROPLANE .
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if you hadn't made the assurances! Night-night, my darling.
Night-night, Mummy.
We're going to party on in your honour.
I've tried mutual friends, searched all my old address books Thanks anyway, Conrad.
I hope we didn't drag you out of court.
You didn't have to come down, you know? Yes, I did, Dad.
Inspector.
Conrad.
You can call me Tommy now, you know? You searched your old address books for? They're not in contact with Julia.
Last anyone heard, she was teaching primary school in Rome.
The embassy are on to it.
What's the news on your old prime suspect, Sullivan? Terminal cancer.
If he killed Justin, he's taking it to the grave.
Deathbed confession? Shall we have a shot at that? I'll see if I can find which rock he's hiding under.
Dad Five's a crowd? Vivienne? What's all this about Julia? She never came to terms with Justin's disappearance.
But we had to - for Oliver.
And she holds that against you? Shall we? Never went to sleep without Jack.
Actually, erm This might be more help.
Thank you.
OK.
it clears the mind like an acid bath.
Really? Before we lost Justin, life was wasted on me.
I was completely obsessed with making money because I'd married into so much.
I remember.
And now? Now, I'm a bum.
Bit of charity work, bit of property.
If the gutters need clearing out, I'll do it myself.
And when Oliver wants help with his homework, it's a pleasure not a chore.
The embassy got hold of Julia.
She says she's not coming.
She's not coming home for Justin's funeral.
Ciao, bambini! CHILDREN: Ciao! Ciao! Ciao! Julia? Tommy.
Ah, you remembered? Did my parents send you? No, I volunteered.
Well, if you want to know, it's a relief.
That's not how your mum sees it.
Well, I'm not going to break open the champagne.
I mean, she still had hope.
Vivienne never was any good with bad news.
She's had to learn.
It'd mean a lot to them if you came back.
My brother's dead.
I don't need a ceremony to mourn him.
I'm sorry, I have to go.
At least let me buy you Buongiorno.
Buongiorno.
Un cappuccino, per favore.
Due, grazie.
Prego.
Forget about your parents.
Forget about the funeral.
Just think about Justin.
He's been waiting years for this.
Where was he? In an old drain.
And no-one looked before? He was covered with bricks.
The river overflowed and pushed his body up Sorry.
I asked.
You really do have to say goodbye, you know? You're talking from experience? Yes.
Prego.
I need to pack.
Grazie.
Sam and Vivienne said they hadn't seen you in ages.
Because I resented them moving on? There's no truth in that? None.
So? Actually, I'd rather not.
I hope you didn't No, not really.
I'm on compassionate leave.
My wife, erm What was her name? Helen.
It's not so bad.
I should be back at work quite soon, I think.
Was it sudden? Do you know, I'd You'd rather not? Wait a sec.
You all right? Yes.
Move! Move! Lost him.
What's that? It fell out of his pocket.
C'era qualcuno che ha preso Qualcosa dalla casa mia - un inglese, alto.
Si, la camera la nove, pero non so il nome.
Grazie.
There's an English man in room nine, but he doesn't know his name.
Let's go and have a look.
Hello? Hello! Let me have a go.
Where did you learn that? A crime prevention course in Battersea.
Don't ask.
Oh my God.
What? He's from home.
What did he want in my flat? Chi siete? Che cosa fate qua dentro? Immediatamente uscite! La policia! Ma che cosa credete! I'll get his fingerprints off this.
I'll run them when we get back.
You find Justin and someone from home breaks into my apartment.
How can that be a coincidence? We need to get you packed and then we'll catch our plane.
I'm not sure I'm up to the drive down tonight.
Well, I'm driving.
No, I mean seeing my parents - the whole deal.
OK, well, why don't we go first thing in the morning? Thanks.
Just moved in? It's a friend's place, actually.
Through here.
THUNDER RUMBLES Is this OK? Great.
Erm Do you want to go and grab a drink? Sure.
I'll just let Sam know.
HE DIALS HIS PHONE 'Hello.
' Sam, it's Tommy.
Yeah, I've got Julia with me.
We'll be down tomorrow by noon.
'That's great news, Tommy.
Thank you.
' How did the call to Dad go? Oh, fine.
I said we'd be down by midday.
God, this place is sad.
I don't mean "naff", I mean sad.
Unfortunately, rather tragically, my local has become a gastropub No, not this bar.
It's It's England.
You're biased.
Probably.
In Rome, they all sing Don Giovanni and read Dante.
In Latin.
I don't think so! Why did you settle there? I don't know.
What was it that John Lennon said? "Life is what happens when you're making other plans.
" That was Ringo Starr.
Ringo never said anything famous.
The thing about Rome is you can be alone without being lonely.
What if you weren't alone? "What if" are the deadliest words in the English language.
The prognosis can't be that bleak.
I saw a lot of beautiful women in Rome, but you're not that hard on the eye! I have plenty of single male friends if you're worried about my sex life.
I wasn't.
What happens when they fall for you? Never let things get that far.
Poor single male friends.
I'm not waiting to be swept off my feet.
Now that sounds like famous last words.
Check out the ego on you! No, I'm talking from experience.
Before Helen, I would go to friends' weddings and I would think, "How lovely, how sweet.
"Thank God I'm waking up in the morning by myself" or at least the morning after that.
She changed you and then abandoned you? What a bitch.
So, what do you say? I say that's bloody annoying, actually.
I say it's a sign.
A sign of what? We need another bottle.
It was, ermvery kind of you to come and get me.
More than kind.
If looks could kill.
I think it's because I missed the last residents' meeting.
I hope you're ashamed of yourself.
I borrowed this.
Good.
Are you OK? Fine.
But you feel like a traitor.
Umthat's mine.
It was just a shock for me.
No, I can't.
Give me a minute.
Sorry.
A particularly keen single male friend.
I thought you didn't let things get that far? Exactly.
I didn't want you to hear me being horrid.
Right, get up and put your hands where we can see them! What's going on? Where's Julia? No! How did she take the news about her brother? Yeah, she said it was a relief.
And what about last night? Did she seem upset then? It was on her mind But nothing made you think she was suicidal? No.
Did you have sex with her? Come on, you don't have to think about that.
Yes, I did.
Then I agree with you.
Which is problematic.
Door-to-door under way, Detective Superintendent Tate.
I had no reason to harm her, but someone else might have done.
Tell me.
Justin's killer was never caught.
Ancient history.
Yesterday, if that's recent enough for you, Julia had an intruder in her apartment in Rome.
Great.
Will the Italian police corroborate this? Thomas Lynley, I am arresting you on suspicion of the murder of Julia Oborne.
at this time? Just let me speak to him.
After I've interviewed him.
Five minutes? What's the urgency? You know bloody well he didn't kill her! Sorry, Ma'am.
I would reserve judgment if I were you, see how the interview goes.
I'm just concerned for his welfare.
And I'm concerned for the young woman I just scraped off the pavement.
Look, he's my partner and six months ago his wife was shot dead in front of him.
I just want to do right by him Ma'am.
If he cries on your shoulder It's admissible, I know.
Don't make me regret this.
Havers.
Are you OK? Who called you? Are you OK? You mean, "Did I do it"? No, I mean, are you bloody OK? God, I've been asking you that for the last six months! I need your help.
OK.
Somebody broke into Julia's apartment.
I need you to check for fingerprints on that.
This is evidence! Tate isn't remotely interested in it.
No, I can't! Barbara, please! Don't say another word, Tommy.
Conrad.
Dad called me.
I don't need a lawyer.
Are you under caution? Yes.
You need a lawyer.
He's right.
My client really doesn't need your advice.
Conrad, this isn't the arresting officer.
This is my friend, DS Havers.
Sorry.
OK.
What the hell happened, Tommy? How's he doing? Not good.
He wants this checked for prints and DNA - after hours, but right now, if you get me.
Why aren't we sharing this with Tate? Cos for her, there's only one suspect and she's talking to him.
Cheers, Stu.
Julia got a call on her mobile at around2am.
Ex-boyfriend from Rome.
Unlikely.
It was from a pay-phone opposite your apartment.
What's more likely is you made the call to introduce a third party, but we're jumping ahead To unsubstantiated conclusions.
So, you were bringing Miss Oborne home as a favour to her parents? Yes.
And that included having sexual intercourse with her? Julia Oborne was a 29-year-old adult.
Are you making a point or just a cheap shot? Three bottles of red.
There a reason you drank so much? Nothing specific.
I think, in different ways, we just wanted to forget.
In your case, the loss of your wife? Don't answer that, Tommy.
Your wife was shot dead, right in front of you, wasn't she? You know she was.
I hope the Met are providing counselling for PTS? They were.
They did.
What happened? I wasn't getting anything from it.
Perhaps you were still too angry? Perhaps.
Did you get angry with Miss Oborne? You've asked that 20 different ways.
My client has already stated his innocence.
Was it the first time you'd had sex since your wife? Detective Superintendent, your desperation is becoming offensive.
Yes.
Yes, it was.
You waited a long time then? As a policeman, I'm sure you know it's hard to tell the difference, forensically, between consensual sex and other kinds.
This is a fishing trip.
You have no motive and my guess is, no forensics, so I insist you release my client immediately.
Oh, well, in that case Is this personal? Cos he's an earl? Just the opposite.
I'm treating him like anyone else.
Vedder.
A resident saw them getting intimate in the corridor.
Doesn't mean she wanted to go all the way.
No, but she initiated things.
What about the PM? They're not done, but no defence wounds, no signs of struggle.
Not after falling five stories.
There's needle scarring on her arms.
Looks like an ex-user.
Maybe she DID top herself.
(Thank you, DC Vedder.
) Would you like to share your news with us? No, I would not.
So it was nothing suggesting Miss Oborne was pushed from the window? Forensics is not complete.
My client had no reason to hurt this woman, but she had every reason to hurt herself.
As a friend of the victims, I know that in her 20s, she was frequently treated for heroin abuse.
What a friend you are.
Julia was a tragically unstable person and while her suicide is a shock, it is not a surprise.
Charge my client or release him.
To think your dad's a copper.
Charge my client .
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or release him.
Until our investigations are complete, I must request that you remain in London.
Fine.
Sam.
You were supposed to bring her home, not get her drunk and bed her.
That's not what happened.
You tell her her brother's dead then put your arms round her.
Shame on you! Sam, we need to talk.
Sorry, bad time.
I've got to identify my daughter's body.
Vivienne.
I am so, so sorry.
I want you to request a second postmortem, whatever the findings of the first.
Why? I want to bring in Stewart Lafferty But what do you expect him to find? I don't know.
I just want to know we've turned over every stone.
How could it happen twice, Tommy? How could it happen twice? Mr Oborne, Superintendent Tate.
Mrs Oborne? Please.
Great.
You're barely out the door and you're helping Tate build a case against you.
Julia wasn't suicidal.
And if Lafferty proves that, what next? I'm not frightened of the truth.
Tate charges you.
We find a new suspect.
You know what happens to coppers inside.
A real suspect.
What if we don't find one? We've already got one.
We just don't know his name.
Lafferty'll call when he knows anything about the pill box? I told him it wasn't urgent.
Don't you think you should take a breath? Not if I'm going to find out what happened.
That's Tate's job.
Let her do it.
I owe this to Sam and Vivienne.
At worst Yeah? At worst? They'll think you exploited her grief.
Is that what you think? I don't think it was your finest hour.
Where are you going? The gents.
Lafferty? 'We've got a match.
' Hey, Lafferty.
How are you, Tommy? Fine.
We're sure it's Sullivan's prints? 16 points of ridge bifurcation.
Expected a more salubrious address though.
Why? Bropidox is a targeted therapy.
Unlike chemo drugs, it just fixes what's broke - but at a price.
So not on the NHS? Not even for sale in the UK.
Mail order only from the States.
A year's course is 20 grand.
The Obornes have requested a second PM and I suggested you do it.
You mean you've told them to request one.
Why? Because I think Julia was murdered and I want you to prove it.
Be careful what you wish for.
Don't waste your breath.
Here we go.
Sullivan! Sullivan! The lock looks pretty flimsy.
Yeah, so does our warrant.
I'll try and find a building manager.
Or maybe not.
Someone's been a busy boy.
Passwords? Entry codes? You said he was a programmer, maybe he's been trying to hack into something.
I'll try that other room.
Sir.
Yep.
Same two words keep cropping up.
Rich Maitland.
So, what, he's hacking in to steal cancer drugs? Not quite.
Listen.
"Dear Mr Sullivan, I could never overstate your contribution to my IT unit.
"I assure you I did not anonymously furnish you with an account at Rich Maitland Pharmaceuticals.
" "Wishing you a speedy recovery.
" So he has a mystery benefactor.
Not too keen on the mystery part of it.
If Lafferty's right, this is thousands of pounds worth of drugs.
Sullivan.
Careful.
Is this supposed to mean something? It means Julia Oborne saved my life.
Now, why would she want to do a thing like that? DS Tate, the Obornes have requested that I carry out a second postmortem.
Off the record, the PM found no restraining injuries, nothing suggesting foul play.
Really? Then again, she did fall five stories, so who knows what that covered up? What about a cause of death? I still have to fulfil the Obornes' request.
What's Lynley playing at? Why does he, of all people, want a second PM? Lynley? Please.
You really think I don't know you've You think I'm fooled by this "Parents want a second postmortem" crap? I really don't know what you're talking about.
I do know that the Obornes have a legal right to a second Fine.
But whatever you turn up, it's full disclosure - understood? Absolutely.
Full disclosure.
She threw herself off a building? No, she was found dead at the bottom of one.
Make sense if she did throw herself off.
How's that? Same reason she gave me 20 grand's worth of cancer treatments.
Guilt.
Guilt about what? I hope the bitch remembered me in her will.
Sir! Guilt about what? Her brother.
She knew I was innocent and that delivery note proves it.
It was left in with the last consignment.
A billing address, but no name.
So that's why you were trying to break into the drug company's customer records? Think logically.
When the pills run out, I go back to pissing blood and watching my skin fall off.
Why would I want to kill the very person saving me from that fate? When did you get back? 11:30 this morning.
Want to see my boarding pass? If Sullivan's innocent, what was he doing at Julia's apartment? He wanted to find out who his benefactor was.
There must be an explanation.
Sam? Where would Julia get that kind of money? Teaching primary school? She inherited something when her grandfather died.
In the fall-out from Justin, Sullivan lost his job, beaten up repeatedly, nearly died when someone burned down his home.
In that context And he did get away with murder.
In that context, Julia's generosity feels likecompensation.
That's a leap.
I know.
At the very least, it could shed some light on her suicide.
You said you didn't think it was suicide? I didn't.
And now you're off the hook, you're having second thoughts? No.
Perhaps your head's clearing.
How much did you have to drink again? How much did she have? £20,000 worth of cancer drugs are what's giving me second thoughts.
And if Julia killed herself, itit wasn't because she'd drunk too much.
We have to consider the possibility that Julia took Justin.
What? Where was she the night that Justin went missing? In her studio.
Any witnesses to that? Yes.
Me.
Witnesses? Now Julia killed herself because she murdered her own brother? Christ, Tommy! If you call that a theory, perhaps you should never go back to work.
I thought that Sam would be the scary one.
Yeah, me too.
Do you get the feeling that Julia helping Sullivan wasn't the surprise to him it was to her? He's just lost his daughter.
I accused that daughter of murder and he didn't say a word.
Mike.
Lynley.
Oh, no - more than OK, thank you.
I'd like to get hold of that video footage of Justin's birthday party if possible.
I defended a guy last year with a case hinged on CCTV.
Still have some enhancement software on here.
Beyond the call.
Think I know why Sam and Julia absented themselves from their own party.
Julia! JULIA: Think you've had enough? If a man can't have a drink on his son's birthday Sam's getting hammered.
And Julia doesn't like it.
Exhibit number two.
This is Julia just after putting Justin to bed.
I had to zoom in and clean it up, but it was worth it.
Julia corners Dad for a private chat.
What's he saying? I think we can guess it's not "great party".
We can more than guess.
Temper, temper.
So Julia leaves and Dad follows.
She starts the fight.
He's going to finish it.
But what was the fight about? Talk to Sam.
He never mentioned the row in '95.
He'll play it down now.
But there's someone else who might know.
Conrad.
I had a fling with the Obornes' ex-nanny, Christine Faraday.
She was sacked - accused of breaking Justin's arm.
Wrongly.
Christine loved that kid, and for a few weeks, I loved her.
She didn't have a bad bone in her body.
Christine must've been a suspect in the abduction? She had an alibi.
Me and half the village pub.
She was in there drowning her sorrows for missing Justin's party.
What light can she shed on this? She got a call from Julia that evening.
it didn't seem significant.
That could soundtrack the argument we've just watched.
Excuse me, we've just left London.
What about Tate? Tate can go and do the other thing.
What is it? Detective Superintendent Tate.
I didn't hear you creep in there.
What are you seeing? Nothing.
Nothing? So far I'm with your pathologist all the way.
Oh.
I told you a second PM was unnecessary.
I presume there were photos taken at the crime scene? I think, yeah, maybe someone took some with their phone(!) What does Lynley know that I don't? I'll see those photos now, if that's OK.
Thanks.
As beautiful as ever.
Conrad.
Christine, I have some terrible news.
I'm so sorry.
Hello, Christine.
Mike.
Conrad.
We need to have a couple of words if you don't mind.
The evening Justin went missing, and you got a call from Julia.
Yes? So what did she say? It wasn't fair that I'd missed such a great party.
Nothing more pressing than that? Come on.
That family have been through enough.
You say they accused you of breaking their child's arm! Are you saying I lied? If it was me, I'd want to set the record straight.
Christine.
Your loyalty is to Julia and Justin, not their parents.
Julia told me she knew who broke Justin's arm.
She knew because Justin had told her himself.
Sam? Justin had messed up some papers in his study and Sam was drunk again.
That sounds like a flashpoint, not the real cause.
Well, that's all she told me.
Can you turn that off, please? Sorry.
Lafferty.
OK, the spleen is breached, so I'm thinking post-mortem, if only by a minute or so.
How did she die? My best guess is asphyxiation.
'I've found what looks like 'a fragment of a rubber glove between her teeth.
' I'm having it tested for DNA.
But the thing is, if I sit on this, I'm violating full disclosure and if I don't 'it's murder again and you'll be arrested,' so we're Yeah, OK, thanks.
Cheers for that.
Heading out? You should be a detective.
I can arrange transport.
I'm good.
Thanks.
Sam's the one person Julia would've covered for.
Always a daddy's girl.
Would he repay her by killing her? If she was threatening to tell Vivienne, threatening their new life in London with Oliver.
From here to London in the middle of night is two hours? Tops.
So he could've got down to your flat and been back by dawn.
We're not even thinking if he's capable of murdering his own two children! Maybe just one.
Notice he didn't want his DNA matched with Justin's? There.
What do you reckon? I'm glad we live in London.
Spoken like your father's son.
You said when we got here, you'd tell me what's going on.
I'm going away on a long trip, but I need to tell you a bit of family history first.
Dad? What's this long trip? Are you trying to tell me something? Lies really can kill you, Oliver.
They killed your brother and sister.
So you have to know the truth, however much it hurts.
What are we doing here? Why's Mum in London? Am I talking to the walls? Shut up and listen! When I married your mother, I decided that there was no way I would turn into one of those freeloading house-husbands who get up at 11 to fix lunch.
No - I was going to earn my own pile, thank you very much.
The day after the honeymoon, I set up my own business, Oborne Investments.
Good for you, Dad.
No.
No, it wasn't.
It was a disaster, it was the root of all this.
Hey, come here.
(Come here.
) It's all about self-knowledge, Oliver.
Knowing thyself.
Down the hatch.
Tommy? Tommy, Sam's taken Oliver.
Dad! Dad! Oliver! Oliver! He's going to kill himself! Get him out of here.
No! Can't even shoot myself now.
There are worse things to be bad at.
Got to hand it to you, Tommy.
You saw it before I did.
The sweep, the symmetry.
The contours of tragedy.
Right now, I'm not seeing the contours at all.
that Vivienne scoffed at.
Julia.
She did take Justin? But .
.
I drove her to it.
Something terrible must have happened.
If only she'd spoken to me.
She didn't have to kill herself.
Oh, Sam, slow down.
The darkness spread like a stain, but it started with me.
Is that a poetic way of saying it was you who broke Justin's arm? It was an accident, but I'd had a skinful You never had any accidents like that with Julia though, did you? That's close enough.
Because Julia Unlike Justin, Julia was your child, hey? Hmm.
Gave myself away with the DNA sample, right? Even that was my fault.
I was so angry when Vivienne stopped funding me, I just stayed up in London sulking.
Would you give the self-pity a rest? You think that's what this is? If you were going to shoot yourself, you'd have done it by now.
People have always underestimated me, Tommy.
Tommy.
It's not all your fault.
What are you talking about? Julia didn't commit suicide because she felt guilty about Justin.
She was murdered.
How? I'm not going to tell you any more until you give me that gun.
You're bluffing.
Tommy.
It was about eight when I found her in her studio.
She tried softly-softly, bless her.
"Daddy, I know you're only drinking because business is bad" You've got to own up to what you did to Justin.
Re-instate Christine.
I don't know what you're talking about.
If you so much as clip his ear, I swear you'll see neither of us ever again.
You're drunk.
Don't start.
And you resented every second of Justin's party! Please don't hurt him.
Hurt him? I know it's the drink, Daddy.
I know it's not you.
You need help.
Even if he's not yours, it's not his fault.
I'll never forget the fear in her eyes.
and her mind was made up.
But I didn't kill her I swear.
What? How much sleep did you get last night? Barely any, why? Was Sam was with you? Of course, why? Great.
Go easy on him.
I think he's literally "mad with grief".
And I'm not? Viv, you're stronger than he is.
I'm still going to kill him.
Of course.
And once you've done that .
.
I think he needs you very much.
Mum! You think Julia planned to leave her brother with someone? Someone nearby, who she trusted.
Someone Justin knew.
No, no.
Christine loved that kid, and anyway, she was here with me when he was found to be missing.
Look, surely whoever Julia met that night is probably her killer? Agreed.
Well, then that can't be Christine.
Yeah, I mean, how does a slim-built woman get Julia out of the window without waking you up? Just wait a bloody minute.
We don't know that Julia was murdered yet, do we? Tommy? I mean, it's not definite? No, it's not.
Good cos that's my story if I'm asked.
I'm sticking to it.
Look, I've put you in a spot, I know I have.
What exactly is your evidence that Julia was murdered? A glove fragment, and other pathology inconsistent with death from a fall.
Have you shared any of this with Detective Superintendent Tate? Not yet.
So as long as she thinks it's suicide, you're in the clear? I can't conduct an investigation from inside a prison cell.
How long are you thinking of holding out on her? As long as it takes.
If you're worried about being implicated I'm worried about you, Tommy.
You obviously know what you're doing so, hey I asked Stewart Lafferty to view Justin's remains tomorrow morning.
That OK? Yeah, sure.
That's OK, but next time, I'd like to be asked, not told.
No argument with the cause of death being the skull fracture.
Any idea of a weapon? What's interesting are these bilateral injuries, here.
What are the chances of striking both legs in the same place? Exactly, so I'm thinkingcar bumper.
Justin wasn't even four feet tall.
A bumper would've struck him waist-height.
Not if the driver floored the brakes.
If you're travelling fast enough, your front end nosedives.
I've seen six-inch furrows in pre-stressed asphalt.
So it was an accident? Well, the skull fracture is certainly consistent with secondary impact, which chimes with what looks like white paint fragments in the hair.
Which because it hasn't rotted, suggests a metallic base.
So we're looking for someone, probably a local, who drove a white car? When we get the paint analysed, I'll do better than that.
Wait a minute, Conrad.
When you went out with Christine she drove a white car.
Old, white Fiesta.
I told her not to drive.
What are you talking about? I'm sorry.
I'll drive, you're well over.
And you're not? Everything's relative.
Look, I appreciate the offer.
Was that really Julia on the phone? That's a guilty look.
She couldn't have got to the Obornes' by seven.
That's what you told yourself.
I'm sorry, Dad.
That's what you told yourself? It's what I believed! You covered up for your girlfriend! I was young and stupid, but if I'd It wasn't your decision to make! I spent two years on that case, and it nearly killed me! Christ, I said I was sorry, didn't I? It was 12 years ago.
So Julia called you.
Sam was drinking again and in a dangerous, a violent mood.
I mean, what if he broke Justin's neck this time? She calls you at the pub and says she's bringing her brother over And I said no.
How stupid would I be to mess with the Obornes? After all the lies they told about me breaking Justin's arm.
Not stupid, just principled.
You put Justin first.
But it meant driving over the limit and somewhere on the way here you had an accident.
And Justin was killed, but Julia was OK.
She'd talked you into it, so she covered up for you? Where is all this coming from? You drove a white Fiesta then, right? So what? So, white car paint was found on Justin's corpse.
Well, it wasn't from my car.
Once I got behind the wheel, I realised what a mistake it was and I walked home.
Come on, that's miles away! I cut through the fields.
So you did go home in response to Julia's call? Yes.
She wasn't here.
Where were you night before last? On the night shift.
Why? Are you asking me for an alibi? You think .
.
Julia was murdered? Would that be a complete surprise? Or would it make some chilling kind of sense? Am I under arrest? No.
I'd be surprised if Justin was hit by Christine's car Cos of the paint? The sealant.
Teflon fluorocarbon 'Standard issue now, but back in the early '90s, the preserve of luxury cars and emergency vehicles.
' Not fourth-hand Fiestas? Traces of rust argue against the luxury cars 'and the injuries are wrong for an ambulance, so' I'm thinking village bobby? Really? OK You pulled the plug on that mighty fast.
All we can do is worry her, and we did that.
Lafferty says Justin might've been hit by a marked police car.
What makes him think that? The paint sealant.
Conrad saw her drive away pissed! She could've got out, I mean she COULD have walked home.
Whose case is this? I don't want you to making the same mistake twice.
What mistake? You've no proof, Mike, just like with Sullivan.
That's a low blow.
It's only the truth.
You're lecturing ME about past mistakes? I'm counselling you to keep your powder dry.
What about you, Tommy? You get your wife killed and you're still dragging people into your mess! Ah! Damn! Well, on the plus side, we're at a nurse's house.
Officers get first look when squad cars are bumped, right? But McCaffrey's a detective.
He wouldn't have had squad car.
He was in uniform 'till the early '90s.
I'll check his vehicle history.
You should get that hand checked.
Come in.
Hello? Hello! Oh, look, sorry - I've bled on you.
Yeah, like that's never happened to me before(!) It's funny, I'm the one who's knocked my wing mirror off my car and yet you're the one whose hands are shaking.
Does Mike McCaffrey scare you? Do I scare you? Nobody scares me.
That's not entirely true now, is it? Do you really think Julia was murdered? What is it, Christine? OK, McCaffrey moved out of uniform and bought his decommissioned Sierra, and sold it on in July '95.
A month after Justin was killed.
The buyer was local.
Daniel Forsyth, Cleve Farm.
Odds are it's been sold again.
Not according to DVLA.
Let's check it out.
Hello? Hello? Who is this? Obviously "full disclosure" means something totally different to you than it does to me.
You think there's a lab in London that I don't do business with? Once we got the results back, I fully intended to bring you in.
Bring me in? You're too kind.
And what if Lynley's DNA is on that glove? But it isn't, is it? We don't know yet .
.
and the fragment itself is evidence of murder.
Evidence you wouldn't have if not for me.
This isn't finders keepers, it's a murder investigation.
MY murder investigation.
Any paint left your side? Doesn't look like it.
Shame.
We're probably looking at our murder weapon.
It's McCaffrey.
Mike? A guy out walking his dog has found a body near Christine Faraday's.
We'll meet you at her cottage.
We've got to go.
Looks like a sexual assault gone bad.
Well, they left her knickers on.
That's one prudish sex killer.
It looks like she's been strangled with a belt.
Yeah, it could be a buckle mark.
This could have nothing to do with the Oborne case.
You know, I'll take conspiracy over coincidence any day.
Look, sorry - I bled on you Yeah, like that's never happened to me before(!) Shit.
What? Yep Yes, ma'am, erm He's talking to Tate.
I'll be arrested in a minute.
What? You get back to London.
Tell her everything.
The car, Julia, everything.
Well, this is bloody embarrising to me.
What is? I've got to take you in.
Tate found out you were down here.
Lafferty? Yeah, I said you were playing with fire.
Where's Sergeant Havers? Oh, I don't know.
Must have gone.
Maybe she didn't want to get arrested as well.
Don't patronise me.
Oh, come on, Mike! I'm not taking any chances, Tommy.
What chances like trust and friendship? Right! Like you trusted me? One thing I don't get.
Julia - how did you get her to keep quiet for so long? What did you have on her? I don't know what you're talking about.
That's all right, your old car will be eloquent enough on your behalf.
The party, that's it! I remember thinking how you were putting away the champagne for a man on duty Leaving us so soon, Sergeant McCaffrey? Who else is going to keep Save your breath for Tate.
You're gonna need it.
Why didn't you just come clean, just say "Sorry, I messed up".
You'd be out of the force, but you're not the most ambitious man.
You don't know me.
You kill me, you know that? You really think just because you play down the earl thing, that you're one of us, a regular copper, one of the boys.
Well, I'm sorry, "Tommy", that's just about the funniest thing I've ever heard.
This is a hobby for you! You're a tourist! You've no idea what it's like to BE your job, and to know that if you lose it, that's it, you're dead - in the gutter, no way back.
What does this have to do with squashing a five-year-old's body down a drain? There must've been a thought - "Christ, how's it come to this?" No? Maybe I really don't know you at all.
One more word and I'll throw you out of the car and say you jumped.
Sounds familiar to me.
Mike, we need to have a conversation about the death of Julia Oborne.
Yes, Ma'am.
I'd like to make a statement, if that's OK.
Tell Conrad.
Please.
What's going on? The DNA from the glove.
Tate found out, ran it against the officers' database.
Hoping to find a match with me.
The closest by far - Mike McCaffrey.
Closest? It's a weak sample, it's like a phone number with missing digits.
Barbara, where are you? Yes, I'm a free man again.
Listen, I need you to bear some bad news for me.
Sam told me Julia and Lynley were staying the night in London.
With the shock of her brother being found, I had a bad feeling.
I saw them sitting up at the bar getting hammered and I knew I had to act.
SoDad's confessed? Yeah, well he wanted to make a statement.
That's all I know.
Oh my God! You know, I'd be happy to drive you to the station if that's what you want.
Right.
Well, that's a kind offer.
I'll just get my coat.
Looks like she's been strangled with a belt.
Yeah, it could be a buckle mark.
Was it really a kind offer, Barbara, or do you have an ulterior motive? Turn round and put your hands against the wall.
So as soon as they left, I followed them up to Lynley's penthouse.
That's wrong again.
What? Is it possible the DNA on that glove wasn't his? Possible, but unlikely.
I mean, if it's not his, it's a close relative's.
Life is binary - sunny day, rainy day, there's no good or evil or free will, we just react to the hand we're given.
As rationalisations for triple murder go, that's a bit flowery.
Listen, I'm not justifying myself to anyone, but my first step on the road to hell was an act of blinding altruism.
Julia's call for help? You drove? I was drunk, but Christine was paralytic Look, I appreciate the offer Was that really Julia on the phone? That's a guilty look.
How "ex" is your ex, Christine? Oh, grow up.
Don't they have any real women at law school? Come on, I'll drive.
The girl was off her face.
Offering to drive was the responsible thing to do.
Oh, you're a model citizen, Conrad.
You should've told Julia where to go.
He hit her! God only knows what he'll do to Justin! Not your problem.
You don't owe these people anything.
Maybe I can think about something other than myself.
Is that a dig? I'm nobody's mug, that's for sure.
Nor am I! It's practically stamped on your forehead.
Here we go, Justin, Christine's house.
You stay here, don't move.
Christine! She brings Justin through your front door, you're party to abduction.
So why are you driving, genius.
Well, because I feel bad in advance about dumping you.
There, I said it.
You piece of shit Christine! ENGINE REVS Julia was convinced Sam was going to hurt Justin .
.
but instead, I ended up killing him.
Who says God hasn't got a sense of humour, eh? Oh my God, oh my God! Oh my God! Talk to her, I've been drinking! It's goodbye, law school - hello, prison.
My dad will kill me! Conrad, he's dead! Nothing can change that.
I shouldn't have let you drive Oh my God, oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Does anyone else know you took Justin? No.
He was a sweet kid, he wouldn't want this to ruin our lives.
Go home, Julia.
All you have to do is go home.
They protected you and you killed them for it.
Soon as Tommy said he'd fetch Julia from Rome, I had a bad feeling .
.
and I was right.
How did you coax Julia into meeting you? Didn't have to, she wanted my blood.
You liar.
You told me you buried Justin in the orchard, not in some drain Still reading your thoughts, Barbara.
"Keep him calm, keep him talking, then grab the knife when he gets distracted.
" Put a foot wrong, I'm going for your eyeballs, not your skin.
You all right, Barbara? I'm fine! Call for back up! I can't believe you were going to let your dad take the rap.
I always liked you, Tommy.
I could've killed you too! Is this what it was like with Julia? Did she beg? Did she look you in your eyes and beg? Did she? How does it feel then, hey? Sir! Sir! The keys, in there.
All right? Yeah.
Welcome back, you.
Thanks.
I probably shouldn't say this, but do you fancy a drink?