It's your Clare. They started visting him just over a year ago.
This is the bloke up in court next week for another murder,
and Clare knows that.
Who's rattled your cage, grandmother?
I'm being blackmailed. These lads threatened to hurt my family.
Rob knows it was you who gave me that... How?
I told him. I think I might kill him.
This woman I gave a few pills to, got arrested,
and she's told her husband. Sort them out, both of them.
Where are you going? Football.
I'm going to watch them.
I'm going to observe.
Come Saturday, I'm going to follow them.
Where are you? Leeds. Leeds?
This programme contains some scenes which some viewers may find upsetting and strong language.
Hiya.
Well, I fancied a day out in Leeds meself, so...
What's going on, Clare?
Why is everybody pretending you're going to Leeds
when you're not? You're in Sheffield.
I know where they are.
I saw 'em go in.
Saw you drop them off.
I don't go in with them.
Once, you did.
Once, I did.
Why don't we just start at t'beginning?
Well, no, you could skip the bit where our Becky
hanged herself because of what he did to her.
And the bit where Ann Gallagher was abducted, terrorised
and raped for the best part of a week,
thinking she was going to die.
And the bit where Kirsten McAskill,
sweet little Kirsten McAskill,
had a car driven back and forth over her till her innards
burst out of every orifice in her body.
And the bit where I nearly died in hospital,
having me spleen removed.
Yeah.
Why don't we skip all that guff and just cut to the chase?
♪ There's a tower block overhead
♪ And all you got is your benefits and you're barely scraping by
♪ In this trouble town
♪ Troubles are found
♪ Stuck in speed bump city
♪ Where the only thing that's pretty is the thought of getting out. ♪
How you doing?
I'm all right, thanks. How's yourself?
Yeah.
Good, good.
Yeah.
Hey.
Do you want to get tea and biscuits, Neil?
Yeah, yeah.
Have you had a good week, then, buddy?
He's been writing to him since he were ten.
Ten?
That... Frances, Cicely, Cecily,
whatever her name ended up being,
gave him his address at Gravesend.
And he wrote. Ryan did.
And he didn't hear owt back for long enough,
but he kept writing.
Then when he...
..moved up here, which as far as I understand
were a complete fluke, I don't think he asked to be moved,
he managed to get a message to Ryan.
How?
We think somebody he'd been inside with.
Oh, do we? Somebody...
A man handed him an envelope outside t'school gates.
This were... don't know, 18 months ago?
How did he know which school he was at?
I've no idea.
We've no idea who he was. Ryan doesn't.
He's never seen him since. Jesus.
Anyway, this note with his new address at this prison here.
And in the note, he said he'd had all of Ryan's letters,
everything he'd ever sent, but he'd never answered him
because he couldn't, short of sending it to your house,
which obviously wasn't going to happen.
And Ryan knew, he understood it were impossible.
So he'd given up ever expecting anything back.
But then, after all that time...
..he got this note asking him to visit him.
So... So you took him?
No!
I knew nowt about it.
He asked Neil if he'd help him,
and I think Neil thought...
I don't know.
You know how persuasive
Ryan can be. I know how soft Neil is.
Anyway, after the first time,
Neil were worried he'd done the wrong thing, so...
..he told me. And I were t'same as you -
amazed, appalled.
And I told him, I said, "This has got to stop."
But then Ryan got difficult and angry and upset.
And... the thing is, you see,
he doesn't really know a lot of what...
He didn't live through it like we did
because we kept it from him, as much as we could.
He doesn't really know what happened to Kirsten.
He does. He doesn't.
He knows that she died in appalling circumstances.
He does. He definitely knows that.
He doesn't really know about what happened with Ann.
Do you really think he don't Google stuff?
And he also knows that I was in hospital for weeks
because of what he did to me.
He doesn't really know about what happened...
..with his mother.
Because he's never been told.
Well, why didn't you tell me?
Because I were frightened
because of the way it affects you.
I kept saying I wasn't comfortable
or happy with it and that you'd go mad, but...
It's a really easy conversation, Clare.
You go, "There's a lot you don't understand"
"and I hope you never have to. But please,"
"please trust me when I say that the answer is no, no, no."
"You do not want to go visiting that deranged,"
"murdering, subhuman piece of excrement."
I know, but you know...
..he is his dad.
He's not his dad.
Don't you start calling him his dad.
Biologically, he is.
And he's curious.
Who wouldn't be? He's growing up.
He's growing up, he wants to know things
about himself. God, this is mad, Clare.
He's been writing to him since he was ten.
It in't going to go away.
And it's only something he'd do anyway, soon enough,
when he's old enough.
You're just weak.
And naive.
Well, obviously - that's why he came to you.
Cos nobody else would have done it.
I'm amazed you have.
The one time I went in...
..the second time he visited him,
I wanted to see what were going on,
what he wanted, what he were after.
And I think if I detected anything off-kilter,
I'm fairly certain I would have told you.
But I didn't.
There were nothing.
It were like they did just want to get to know each other.
And it's what the courts would let him do anyway.
You know that.
He genuinely seemed thrilled to see him
and genuinely seemed to want to
just get to know him. You know, Clare, this is a fella...
..who poured petrol over him
and tried to set fire to him.
Yeah, but he didn't.
Yeah, because we stopped him.
Well, he were in a very bad place when he did that.
For fuck's sake!
He would have killed himself as well, if he'd had done it.
He weren't going to come out of there laughing, was he?
Are you seriously trying to excuse the shit-pot?
Look, I never asked to be in this position
and I've had to try and make sense of it as best I could.
Ah. You never were overly bright, were you, Clare?
Can I just try and say what I'm trying to say, and why
it wasn't just as simple as
coming to tell you what was going on?
Oh, whatever.
But I am going to have to interrupt
if you're going to keep talking shit.
What if seeing Ryan having a good relationship
with someone he clearly thinks a lot of,
who has been brought up well...
What if seeing someone who comes from a normal world
makes this...
..monster understand something
about trying to be a better person?
What if this is the one good thing,
the one good, simple relationship
that he's never had before,
that makes a difference? What if through this,
because of this, it got to a point where Tommy...
Oh, "Tommy". ..understood enough
about how abnormal his behaviour's been?
And what if he got to a place where he wanted to be different
and he wanted to be forgiven?
And if that happened, if,
and if you could forgive him...
..wouldn't that be better?
For you more than anyone.
And I mean, it's not like he'll ever get out of there, is it?
He will die in there, and he should. He should.
Of course he should.
But if there were a way of finding some...
..peace...
..wouldn't that be something?
And maybe...
..I don't know, maybe this is where it starts.
Has he given you any indication that he wants to be forgiven?
No. No.
No. And he won't, Clare,
because some people are just too far beyond the pale.
And you know...
..it's not even his fault.
He was born this way, with this... this kink,
this... this absence, and, yeah, certainly
being brought up by a heroin addict didn't help.
And that's why we throw away the key.
I'll tell you what,
here's the deal.
When he asks me to forgive him...
..I will.
How about that?
It won't happen.
He's a narcissist, he's a psychopath.
I can tell you for a fact that it won't happen.
And have you considered,
whilst Ryan's having this marvellous effect on him,
what the effect on Ryan is
going into a place like that? A Cat A prison
full of the worst, most damaged,
most sick people on Earth?
He's young, he's impressionable.
He shouldn't even have to
think about people like that at his age,
and I have done my damnedest
to keep him away from any of it.
And you have just...
You have just...
..blithely let him go in there.
There were nothing blithe about it.
He wanted to go in there.
Why did you only go in once?
Because I didn't like it.
Yeah.
But you let him go in.
I wasn't the one who wanted to see him.
I am not going to fall out with you, Catherine.
Is it your choice?
Nobody means more to me than you do, you know that.
Just tell that Neil
that I'll deal with him when I see him.
Stupid bitch.
Fucking hell.
Fucking...
Time's up!
Hey, you know I'm going to be in Leeds?
When? This Tuesday.
I pleaded guilty to this... thing.
I didn't do owt, but I were there, so...
..anyway, I'll be in court in Leeds.
You should come and see me if you like.
You could sit in the visitors' gallery. Can we?
Yeah. Yeah...
Yeah.
Oh, no, it's Tuesday. I'll be in school.
Yeah - see if you can get a day off, then, eh?
Hey, and stick up for yourself wi' this Hepworth.
He sounds like a dick.
Yeah. I think things might be better now.
You, keep an eye on him.
Think Catherine's got that covered.
Who?
Sorry.
Come on.
Ta-ta. Yeah, see ya.
Hey, how was your skydiving?
Oh, my God. It was immense.
Yeah? Yeah.
Oh, I want to do that.
One day, eh? You and me. Bungee jumping!
That's what I want to do. Do ya?
Yeah, we'll do it. That's what we'll do.
Yeah. You coming, Neil?
No, I'm past all that.
I'll come and watch, though, and take some pictures.
It's a date.
See ya...
..Dad.
Why do you think he says stuff like that?
We aren't going bungee jumping.
Even if he got parole, which he won't...
..by the time he got out, he'd be, like, 80.
And I'd be, like, 60 or something.
You know, perhaps when you're in for life...
Perhaps you need to use a bit of... self-kidology, eh?
Keep yourself going.
Oh, here she is. Come on.
She knows.
What?
She knows.
Aah!
What are you doing?!
I just wanted to say...
..I think you should do what you said.
I think you - we - should...
..you know.
Send him on his way.
Are you around Monday lunchtime?
I had this idea that I'd try and tell him the truth,
or a version of it, when he was 18.
I thought, let him have his birthday,
give it a week, and then...
..tell him that his mother didn't die in childbirth.
But then be very clear...
..about the fact that his...
..that his da...
That his dad...
..is not someone he should feel under any obligation
to get to know.
And then let him make the choice.
But be clear, if he did choose to get to know him,
that that would have to be it
as far as him and me were concerned, because...
..for them to have any kind of a relationship
after what happened to Becky...
..would be so repugnant to me
that it isn't something I'd be prepared to live with.
But it's happened.
They are having some kind of relationship
and I didn't know a damn thing about it.
And it sounds like they get on like house on fire.
So...
Ten years old.
All this time, you think you know someone,
you live with someone.
God, I must be slow.
The fact that he never mentioned him
should have rung alarm bells, but...
..instead, I just allowed myself to think
that he didn't even think about him any more.
That he kind of got it.
And there's me thinking Clare's the naive one, bloody hell.
Clare should have told you.
He's going to have to go and live there with them.
Not having him here.
I'm sorry.
What?
I'm sorry I left you on your own to deal with it...
..when she died.
Can't imagine why I did that, now.
What a coward.
We both did what we had to do.
I think we both probably went a bit mad.
I think the only way to cope with something like that
is to go a bit mad for a while.
You all right? Should've told her.
You should have told me before you took him that first time.
What are you going to say when she asks? Cos she will.
Same as I told you.
Felt sorry for him.
And if I didn't take him, who would?
It's what he wanted, Clare.
Ryan, come on, love, it's ready. Turn that off.
Where is he?
Ryan!
Come on.
Better face the music sooner rather than later.
I'm sorry, Catherine. He should never have taken him,
and I should have come and told you,
and we shouldn't... Yeah, but you did, so...
Him? Neil? Whatever. But you?
Fuck.
What have you brought that for?
So obviously you knew this was a problem,
which is why you haven't told me about it.
You're not chucking me out. I brought your pyjamas
and a toothbrush and a sleeping bag
and I think it might be best if you stay here
a few nights. What about my games?
Can I have two minutes with him?
So obviously this is all my fault
for not addressing things more clearly with you.
I thought in some ways I had, but...
Perhaps I thought you'd picked up on
more than you have, but maybe not.
So... I need my gaming things.
Yeah, I'll get your games tomorrow.
Not trailing back and forth again tonight.
It's only round the corner.
I'll come and get it. There are things you need
to understand, so that your decision to visit...
..to keep visiting him, if that's your plan,
is as informed
as it can be. I don't want to talk about it.
No, neither do I, so I'll be brief.
So the first thing to be clear about
is that the way this man is, who you're choosing to visit,
isn't necessarily hereditary.
All right? Do you know what that means?
Hereditary? Yeah. Tell me what you think it means. Why?
So I know you know what I'm talking about.
It's like what you inherit,
like, genes from your parents.
Right. And grandparents. Yeah.
So... yeah, some things you inherit, some things not.
So he has a kink in his brain.
A twist.
A psychological...
..deformity.
It's an absence of something that allows him to...
..possibly seem quite normal to you,
but it allows him to do things -
evil things, nasty things,
things that normal people just wouldn't do,
things that he's ended up in prison for.
For ever.
Now, you don't have that kink, that absence.
You have a normal brain.
Yeah, I know.
You are not evil. Yes!
And... Yeah, don't speak to me like that.
So what you have to understand is... Right,
you know, my tea's going cold.
What you having? Stew.
That'll be all right. What you have to understand...
I'm not a weirdo. Neil's explained all this.
Has he? Kind of.
All right. OK.
OK. Well, good.
OK.
So what you also have to understand is...
..is that he wasn't very nice to your mum.
Has Neil told you that?
No. OK.
So when your mum died...
..it broke my heart.
And I can't tell you why or how,
you're just going to have to trust me,
but it was his fault.
How? Did he kill her?
No. How, then?
Well, it's complicated, and like I said,
you're going to have to trust me. But this is how serious it is.
If you continue to visit him,
if you continue to choose to visit him...
..you can't live with me.
Why?
I thought she died giving birth to me.
Well, it was just after.
How was it his fault, then?
I've said all I can say.
No, tell me! I've asked you to trust me.
Everything I do, everything I've ever done
is in your best interests.
I don't want you to keep visiting him.
And if you do want to keep visiting him,
you're going to have to live here with these two.
Did she kill herself?
But he loved her. He's told me.
I've got to go now. So why would she?
People who love people
don't treat people the way he treated her.
So, did she? Kill herself?
I can't live here. It's tiny.
Dwell on it.
What a... fucking mess.
So why has Neil
taken it upon himself to do that?
Who knows? Because he's an odd bod.
He had limited access to his own kids after his divorce,
because of the drinking.
So my mum thinks it might be summat to do with that, but...
..you know, they were kids
that he'd had a relationship with
for the first 14 or 15 years of their lives.
And Clare?
How is your mum?
Bewildered.
The mad thing is, though,
even if she did get a court order,
they'd probably think it was a good thing,
you know, for him to have a relationship with his dad.
Is she all right?
Anything to do with that evil piece of...
..dirt just stirs it all up for her again, you know?
Aye-aye.
I thought you'd stopped.
Yeah, well, I haven't.
I love you.
I know.
And he can't touch you.
He will die in there.
It's just...
..anything to do with him, it's like...
Just...
..fucks me up.
I know. I know.
I know.
I start my attachment to CID tomorrow.
You are, are you?
I put in an application months ago.
I did tell you.
Very good.
Good for you.
Yeah! Yeah. Yeah? Yeah!
Just shit timing.
Come and live round ours.
Your mum doesn't like me. She does.
She'll be fine. She'll be thrilled.
You can have my bed. I'll sleep on t'floor.
You can't be doing with dogs barking and babies crying.
Not when you've got your GCSEs coming up.
You'll go crazy.
What are babies for, even? They just cry
and shit. You should have knocked on t'wall.
I'd have knocked on t'wall.
No bloody way.
What? The bi-atch.
Leave it. It's fine. "But he is homeless."
I put homeless in capitals. I'm not homeless.
And an exclamation mark.
A one-bedroom flat with a couple of alcoholics?
I think you are.
Recovering alcoholics... That's not the same... Cawood!
Ryan.
You all right, lad? Yeah.
Just to say, you played very well on Saturday.
I'm glad we've cleared the air.
Did you win?
No, but Ryan made some very respectable saves.
What's the matter? "Tell him,"
"whatever the hell he's done, to apologise to his granny."
He's had a bust-up with his granny, so he's gone
to live with his Auntie Clare and she's a bit... flaky.
What was it about?
His dad. Me dad.
Didn't know you had a dad. He's in prison.
Do you, er, want to talk about it?
To someone? Could help.
It doesn't have to be me. Or...
Well, it could be.
Be good to talk.
Wish me luck, Dad!
Why? What are you doing? Science test!
She's talked about nowt else since last night.
Oh, sorry. Yes. Good luck.
And don't say "nowt"! Say nothing.
Big day. Big day in Toy Town.
Shut your mouth. Oi, oi, oi!
Tell her, Dad! Just do your best.
Thanks for driving us in, again, Dad.
See ya.
You don't need to bust a gut, is all I'm saying.
They'll only pay for one of us to get through
medical school, and it won't be you.
You'll be cleaning toilets,
so why bother? No, I won't!
It's what happened to him.
See ya!
Grandma and Grandad paid for Uncle Maruf
to do seven years at medical school.
He had to pay for himself,
so he could only afford to study pharmacy for four years.
That's why he's got such a massive chip on his shoulder.
I kind of knew.
Kind of worked it out.
But then me Auntie Clare told me,
cos I made her. And do you know why
your mum did that?
They were, like, seeing each other.
And my dad says he loved her, and I think he did,
in his own way.
But I think it was, you know...
..an abusive relationship.
So me granny blames him when she gets upset.
Like when we visit me mum, up in Heptonstall.
You visit your mum?
Where she's buried. Ah.
I'm sorry... if I've been hard on you.
I didn't realise you had all this to contend with.
I haven't, normally.
She's found out I've been going to see him,
so she's flipped her lid.
How would you feel if you did have to stop visiting him?
Bad.
Family life is often difficult to negotiate,
even when it's not as complicated as yours.
My marriage...
..isn't a happy one.
Isn't it?
We all have our crosses to bear.
But I want you to know, the door's always open.
All right?
You'd better get on.
The dead woman is Danielle Womersley.
She's 28 years old,
and what seems to have happened
is that she fell from the window
trying to escape from the flat,
or possibly trying to take her own life.
She's registered blind.
No family's been identified, but there is a boyfriend,
and he was in the flat
when she was trying to climb out of the window.
The room that she was escaping from was locked,
and CCTV shows a man leaving the flat,
possibly when he's realised
that she was taking a dive out of the window.
Now he doesn't go and check on her.
He don't call for an ambulance.
He leaves the flat carrying these two rucksacks
and he drives off to an address in Queensbury in this Toyota.
Do we know what's in the rucksacks?
Cash? Socks? His toothbrush?
Well, given the amount of cash that was found at the address,
upwards of 40 grand, then, yeah,
it's possible he was trying to move as much cash as he can,
as fast as he can, when he's realised
that things aren't going to plan.
Now, the Toyota is registered to a Josip Matic
at an address in Queensbury.
H-MET have got obs on an address in Queensbury -
not his registered address, but we've had other intel
and we know he's in there.
It's a street we're all familiar with,
so I've alerted uniform
that we might need some assistance with the arrest,
which we're going to move on sometime later this morning.
Two other males were seen
coming and going from the Elland flat the previous week,
and the same two males the week before that,
so they need to be ID'd as a priority.
"In light of recent incidents, sightings and happenings
"across the Yorkshire and Humberside area,
"the Home Office has deemed it necessary"
"to appoint in each division"
"one constable as a dedicated..."
"alien life-form liaison officer."
Serious? A what?
An alien life-form
liaison officer. Is that a joke?
Do I look like a comedian?
No, Sarge. No. And just to be clear,
I think they're taking the piss
when we're so short-staffed, but who am I to question
the wisdom of the Home Secretary?
"If anyone is interested,
"the successful applicant must have completed"
"their probationary period"
"and must demonstrate an interest"
"in unexplained aerial phenomena in the locality."
There are application forms here, if anyone is interested.
I'll have a look.
This is right up my street, Sarge.
Is it? Very good.
Did you hear what happened to me yesterday?
I did, yes. So,
there must have been other sightings as well
in the Yorkshire and Humberside area.
That's, yeah, the inference.
Wow. Me nan's always said there's more
between heaven and Earth than any of us ever know about.
Well, I'm sure she's right.
Meanwhile, back on Earth...
Wow! ..CID have requested
assistance with an arrest at an address up Queensbury
later this morning, to do with that dead girl down in Elland,
Mrs Bhuppal.
There'll be a briefing upstairs 'round about 11 o'clock.
I'll say it now and I'll say it again before we leave.
Please, please remember your PPE. Mrs Bhuppal,
what did I just say?
PPE, Sarge.
Fuck off.
That bad, eh?
So... last night...
..I drank too much.
Why?
Because of all this about Ryan.
And then... this morning,
that girl who fell out the window in Elland.
She was blind and she had got no family
and she thought this bloke were her boyfriend,
and they was just using her,
using her flat to stash their filthy, shitty money in.
And then t'penny must have dropped what was going on,
so they held her hostage in her own flat,
for two or three weeks, by the sound of things.
And sounded like she...
Sounded like she was just trying to escape
when she fell, so...
Do you want to go home?
I have this thing, I get...
..in here,
and stuff like this with Ryan,
it triggers it.
It's like...
..when they took me into that garage,
they'd stuffed me inside a sleeping bag, upside down.
Somebody pulled me out of the van.
And it was... him.
And he goes,
"Don't give me any shit, you little bastard,"
"or I'll chop your tits off."
So I didn't scream.
And I should have screamed,
I should have screamed my fucking head off, cos if I had,
then somebody might have heard me,
or they might have panicked and made a mistake,
and then none of the rest would have happened.
But I didn't...
And I know it's a survival thing
and I know I'm not a coward.
So why does it play over and over and over in here?
Catherine...
Well, because you're human.
Because what happened to you was horrendous.
You can go home if you want.
I'll speak to the DI, he'll underst...
No. All right.
I was just saying it to you.
OK.
What are you going to do?
About Ryan?
Is he still round at theirs?
Yeah. He came to fetch
his homework last night, which was a tale.
Never normally gives a toss about his homework,
but he's worked out that...
He's worked out that Becky took her own life.
Apparently, Clare spent Saturday evening explaining to him why -
well, a version of why - but he still wants to
go and visit him.
"He's still me dad."
Good luck to him, eh?
So, who started all this about an alien liaison officer?
Oh, Gorkem saw a strange light moving in an erratic manner
over Erringden Moor at five o'clock yesterday morning.
So then he started Googling stuff and found out about
that bobby in Todmorden in 1980,
reckoning he'd been abducted by aliens,
so now he's convinced himself that the Earth's only days away
from being overrun by little green men.
Fancy travelling all that way through the galaxy
and ending up in Todmorden.
Well, you know,
come all that way, you've got to land somewhere.
Yeah, but Tod? I mean,
you'd just open your capsule door,
stick your antennae up briefly,
and turn around and go home, wouldn't you?
Well, I would, certainly.
Anyway, I thought you'd like to know that he's just handed in
his application form to Mike.
What did Mike say?
I don't know.
You think it's gone on long enough?
Do you think you should tell him the truth
before he makes a pillock of himself
with a member of the public?
Look, it's Shaf's jolly little jape -
it's him you need to talk to, not me.
Catherine Cawood.
Catherine, can we have your team upstairs
in five minutes for this Josip Matic arrest briefing?
You can indeed, sir.
Upstairs now, boys and girls.
Fuck's sake.
Viktor's here.
Hey, Viktor.
The chief knows what happened in that flat down at Elland.
Oh? It's been in the paper.
He put two and two together.
He says, "You think this is how to run a business?"
A woman dead,
70G left behind in a flat by a moron,
and the feds all over it.
Josip said she was happy.
She was happy every time we went around there.
We didn't know she knew stuff until he rang us up, panicking.
You brought him in. We didn't know
the dumb bitch would try flying out the window.
You should know. You should make it
your business to know that someone like that
hasn't got it in them to try anything that fucking stupid.
And then he says,
"This Josip didn't get any of the money out?"
"He didn't think to take anything with him?"
He panicked.
What do you want us to do?
He wants Josip moved on.
What...
..moved on as in...? Moved on.
Before the feds get to him.
He won't talk. He's been briefed.
He won't talk because you
are going to pick him up before they do.
He's ditched his phone.
They won't find him. You need to go there
right now. Do you think the chief
will still want to come to me wedding on Wednesday?
If you sort this out. If you don't, you'll be lucky
to be at your own fucking wedding on Wednesday.
Keys.
Hiya.
I didn't know if you'd come.
I do what I say I'll do.
Like help me get a flat?
First things first. I'm...
I'm not in your contacts on your phone, am I?
No. Why?
Just checking.
And have you ever looked the pharmacy up
on your computer or anything?
Why? Because we have to make sure
nobody can connect me to him.
So, obviously, if they can connect me to you,
that's a connection to him. No,
I haven't. Right.
So Friday night, you crush up three diazepam...
This Friday? This Friday, and then you...
Three? Three or four.
Have you got enough left?
No.
Right. And then you put them in his drink,
whatever he's drinking, but not the first one.
Wait till he's well under way and then do it.
Will he be well under way by 11?
Yeah. Right, well, at that time,
and don't rush, I'll be just out here, waiting.
As soon as he's unconscious, you let me in, and...
..that's it. I'll do it.
You'll do it?
I'll inject him with thin air, as discussed.
It's a syringe.
I want you to hide this somewhere.
I don't want to risk it falling out of my pocket
when I'm climbing up that fucking wall.
Somewhere handy.
I'll, er, put it in here,
under one of these.
So, I'll do the thing.
It'll take about 15 seconds.
And then... Is that all?
Yeah.
And then we'll put him in his car and I'll drive him
into Huddersfield, and then I'll just leave him in his car
somewhere near Great Northern Street.
What about your wife? Won't she...?
No, she'll be out of it.
I'll drop a bit of something in whatever she's drinking.
And then your story will be
that you went to bed at 20 past ten,
and that you left him up here drinking in front of the telly
and that you had no idea he drove into town
looking for prostitutes,
when the rest of the house was asleep. Yes?
Right. And when it's done,
I don't want any more contact between us at all.
Is that clear?
You need more pills, you go to your GP again.
Except, you won't need any more, because you'll be shot of him.
OK?
Are you... Are you sure you want to do this? For me?
Yes. But you don't mention anything about me to the police
when they come back to you about those pills they took.
Yeah?
Yeah, of course.
How, how will we get him into his car?
We'll manage.
He weighs 13st.
We'll manage between us.
Dead bodies are very unwieldy.
I'm sure they... How do you know?
It was on t'telly, in this crime thing.
Well, I'm stronger than I look. So...
What's funny?
Just...
Nothing! Nothing's funny!
I'm trying to help you, Joanna. I know, and I'm sorry.
I'm trying to find a way
to solve the mess that's been created!
What's in the garage?
Nothing. Stuff.
Can I have a look?
Erm...
I need to get the...
..the key.
He, erm, keeps it locked.
He keeps everything fucking locked.
..speed of light, disappeared into thin air.
Then there was this other incident.
This was in the 1980s.
Field full of cows, also in Todmorden.
Shit.
Shit! What are we going to do?
Drive round the block.
This whole herd disappeared from one side of the valley
to the other, overnight.
And physically they just could not have got there.
It was impossible.
There were fences, gates.
An entire herd! Will you shush?
What are they doing?
Why haven't they gone in?
Who's in there with him?
Who can we phone?
He might have done one. He might have gone.
Yeah. Yeah, and what if he hasn't?
None of them missing, none of them harmed.
So...
..how?
And this is very well-documented.
I'm not disputing what you're saying.
I'm just saying, why would they bother?
Come all this way from Uranus,
do you really think they're going,
"Oh, let's shift these cows. That'll mystify everybody."
Right, well, you tell me how it happened, then.
Cattle rustlers!
Go, go, go. Go, go, go. Shut up! Go!
Show yourself! Police!
Downstairs clear!
Stay where you are! Police!
Josip Matic! Where are you, mate?
Stay where you are!
Hey, get down here now.
He's in the loft, he's not coming down.
All right.
We're going up.
Eyes peeled outside.
What... What are you looking for?
I could drag him out this way.
Open this door.
Reverse his car in a bit. Nobody'd see anything.
Yeah. Er...
Maybe we shouldn't.
Shouldn't...?
Do it.
I know I've always said if I don't do something to him,
he'll do something to me, but I don't...
I don't think...
You told him about me.
It isn't just about you.
You told him it was me who gave you that diazepam.
Yeah, but...
All right. So, erm...
I didn't.
What?
I lied. He... doesn't know about you.
What?!
I just said that so you'd help me, but...
..he doesn't. He doesn't.
So we don't have to do this.
And I think it might be better
if I just went back and talked to that police lady,
asked her to help me. I won't say anything
about you. You lied?!
Sorry.
So we're not doing it.
Do you want to? Do I want to?
No, I don't want to.
I just don't want people behaving like...
So he doesn't know?
No. He definitely doesn't know?
No.
Are you lying?
No!
But is that all right? Not doing it.
Faisal! Yeah!
Yes.
As long as you're not going to keep pestering me
to help you with money and somewhere to live, if we don't.
Oh, er...
Oh, God.
Maybe we should do it.
You're a liability! Don't say that.
How do I know you're not lying? Because I'm not lying!
You lied in the first place, saying he did!
Yeah, cos I needed you to help me.
Yeah, and now you're going to go back to your police lady and tell her God knows what!
I won't say owt about you!
Oh, promise?!
Fuck off.
Anyway, I'm not lying, cos if I was, don't you think
he'd have knocked on your door by now
and smashed your teeth down your fucking throat for you?
And been to the police?
You'd better lock that door,
or he'll know you've been in there.
What's happening, Shaf?
Anything? He's gone through!
It's a through-er! He's gone through to another house.
Oi!
Shit.
Fucking shoelaces! You're under arrest... Keep still...
You're under arrest... Get off me, you stupid bitch! Stop fucking kicking me!
Pulling my fucking pants down!
..On suspicion of false imprisonment.
Fuck you, bitch!
Fuck you, buster.
Man, we are fucking dead.
..But it may harm your defence if you do not mention
when questioned something you later rely on in court.
Anything you do say may be given in evidence.
You're also under arrest
on suspicion of money laundering.
Fucking hell.
You got that, you little shit?
Fuck.
Catherine?
- Are you all right? - 9233, go ahead.
Write that down.
Hello, this is Rob, Jo and the girls.
There's no-one to take your call at the moment,
but if you'd like to leave a message,
we'll get back to you as soon as we can.
Nice one, Sarge.
Hiya, Joanna. It's Catherine Cawood
from Skircoat Road Police Station in Halifax.
Er, just to say I've had the forensic analysis report back
on the pills I took from you,
and I know you're not due to answer bail
for another two weeks, but if you want to
get it over and done with, I'm on duty
today until six o'clock.
So give us a ring when you get this call,
let me know how you're fixed.
OK, bye-bye.