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IRREGULAR BREATHING
CLOCK TICKS
PHONE VIBRATES AND CHIMES
CLOCK TICKS SOFTLY
HE EXHALES
CLANKING, ELECTRICAL BUZZING
HE GASPS
ELECTRICITY BUZZES
WATER TRICKLES, ELECTRICAL BUZZING
BANGING NEARBY
METALLIC SCRAPING
ELECTRICAL BUZZING
BANGING NEARBY
CLANKING
CHILD: Hello?
Is there anybody there?
I can't get out.
The door's locked.
Can you help me?
Help me!
HE BANGS ON DOOR
CLANK!
Please help me!
HE BANGS
Help me!
DOOR RATTLES
IN CHILD'S VOICE: Help!
VOICE ECHOES
HE PANTS
HE TAKES A DEEP BREATH
HIS BREATHING CALMS
DOOR OPENS ABRUPTLY
FOOTSTEPS
Are you you, or are you a burglar?
WOMAN: Don't burglars break in at night?
Nah, that's just in the movies.
Why break in when you know the owner's home?
SHE CHUCKLES
Ooh, I love it when you talk cop stuff.
SHE MOANS AND GIGGLES
Come on. Busy day.
Ah, you're killing me.
This is killing me.
Aw.
Well, it's nice to know I've still got it.
What's that?
You like it?
It's for me?
No, it's for my other boyfriend, but I wanted your opinion.
I just...
You bought me clothes?
I mean, thank you.
Sorry. I love it.
Mm.
HE CLEARS THROAT
PLASTIC BAGS RUSTLE Jack...
I know that you don't like me touching things up here,
but then could I ask that you just straighten up a tad?
During the party, people might want a tour of the house.
A tour? I thought this was just a casual thing.
Well, it's not not casual, but it's important.
I want my friends to meet your friends.
Yeah, I don't have friends. I have colleagues.
And I've only been in back in London a few months.
I barely even know them. Well, still,
it's our first party as a couple, and I think it's worth celebrating
with something a little more than just a six-pack.
Speaking of which, my mum's lending us
her really expensive champagne flutes.
Look, this is my brother's room.
I know, and I'm not trying to be insensitive,
but it was decades ago.
Yeah, but this is still my brother's room.
And you sleep in here, watching your neighbour, even though...
I mean, I know he's weird,
but he didn't do anything.
Yes, he did.
You're obsessed.
The police have said again and again that there's no actual evidence
that he had anything to do with your brother's disappearance.
Yeah, well, the police got it wrong. He is guilty.
Look, I'm excited about this party.
Really.
But please don't ask me to let people in here.
I'm not ready for that.
And thanks again.
I really do love it.
Sometimes I think you didn't move back to London for work.
Sometimes I think you moved back because he got out of prison...
..and you wanted to be close again.
< Ready, Jack?
I'll tell you lot the same thing I tell my son.
If you can't concentrate on your work
with your phone in your hand, I'll take the phone away.
All right. From the last 24 -
two gang stabbings, one of them a fatality.
He was 15 and white, so, fair warning,
the media will give a shit.
Acid attack in the underground.
Victims are parents and their seven-year-old.
Little one's lost the left eye.
Sexual assault in an estate stairwell.
Seems like it was several boys.
We're waiting on an appropriate adult before we talk to her.
She's...not quite 14.
Any questions?
I just kept thinking, if I don't intervene
and then something happens, I'd never forgive myself.
HE GROANS
What? Is it the stitches or...? No, no.
What? I'm fine. Shall I pull over? No. No.
You're not getting out of telling this story.
SHE CHUCKLES
All right, all right.
Well, so, you were wheezing when that one woman
asked you all those questions, pre-operation.
God, she had an attitude.
She had tattoos.
So, I asked her why she thought my husband was a son of a bitch.
And I said to her, you know,
"Because you've written it on his charts,
"so that the surgeon can see."
HE CHUCKLES
But it turns out
that SOB also stands for "shortness of breath".
Yes!
You all right? Yeah. Hmm? Come on.
Let's get you in. Yeah, that's good.
All right?
Great.
OK.
It's OK.
DOG WHIMPERS
I know.
I KNOW.
It was a long drive.
SHE SIGHS
We're finally here.
Nice jacket.
Hadn't pegged you for a bloke with designer taste.
That has "girlfriend" written all over it.
Same girlfriend throwing this party?
Oh, no-one here has to come, ma'am.
Oh, you're a real charmer, Jack.
I saw the others were going for a pint.
You not joining?
I don't really drink.
Detectives have spent years carefully cultivating
the image of downtrodden alcoholics,
and you millennials are just going to throw it all away?
Is she here?
Hospital.
Ella, it's Detective Caffery.
Jack.
I've only been in London three months.
That's not long enough to have regulars.
We've been through all this, but I'm going to say it again.
If you don't give a statement about what he's doing...
..there isn't enough evidence for CPS to consider
a victimless prosecution,
which means that my hands are tied.
And this is going to keep happening.
Are you going to give a statement this time?
All right.
Well, then, I'm going to tell you the truth.
It's ugly, but it's all I've got left.
Next time,
one of the blows to the head is going to be harder
than he meant it to be.
And you'll die in the house.
Alone.
It'll probably be a week or so before we're called in.
And you'll be decomposing.
You'll be...bloated.
You'll be leaking from the mouth and nose, the anus.
And you will smell horrible.
And the coroner, he'll saw through your skull to examine
the damage to your brain.
And when they do that, they fold down your face.
Forehead to chin, just whoop...
Don't worry, you'll be stapled back together for the funeral.
I'll get a conviction.
He'll serve time.
And you'll go underground.
I can't change who you married, Ella.
But whether or not he kills you?
That's something I've got a say in.
Let me help you.
Please.
DRISCOLL, ON RADIO: So, how'd it go at the hospital, Jack?
Full statement. We got him.
We'll have him in custody by the morning.
Well done.
Thank you, ma'am.
DOOR CLANKS
WATER SPLASHES, SHE GASPS
SPRINKLER HISSES
SHE SIGHS
HE SNIFFS
Don't even think about it.
Nope.
It needs to cool.
What if I don't survive the wait?
You shouldn't joke.
I'm not joking at all.
We're still getting to know each other.
At any moment, this new ticker could call it quits...
..and I'd die...
..cakeless!
You should go.
What do you mean? You're dying to get in the fresh air.
I don't really want to leave you alone.
Lucia's just upstairs.
Oh...
She's an adult.
She's 22.
Go on.
OK.
DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES
MUSIC BLARES UPSTAIRS
Luce!
Lucia!
DOG BARKS
Of course.
You're here now, aren't you?
Go and tell her to turn that racket down.
You're useless, do you know that?
HE SNIFFS
Ah...
Yeah.
DOG WHINES
It's all right - I'm going to blame you.
DOOR CLOSES
Oliver! >
Wh-Wh-What... What is it?
It has to be a coincidence.
Something...
..it's been taken down by an animal and it's...it's...
..it's just a fluke the way it ended up looking like that.
But what kind of animal would be big enough or tall enough to...
Dad? Lucia! We're just coming inside. What is it?
It's nothing. Let's go inside.
You're so fake. I can tell wh...
Darling, it's not, honestly, what it looks like.
Just go inside.
Will you? Go and...go and check if the cake has cooled.
But how could...? Lucia! Lucia! Inside!
Now. Go on. Go on, darling.
I really think we're making too much of this.
Are we?
But what if he's been let out?
Oh, God.
I'm calling the police.
VACUUM CLEANER WHIRS
Hiya. Seriously considered getting one of those maid's costumes,
but I thought it would be too subtle.
However, if you think I've missed a spot,
might be game for a punishment...
Look, I know you didn't want to clean
so I just figured I'd do it for you.
But I told you I don't want people in here.
What am I supposed to tell our guests?
"Here's the upstairs. Isn't it lovely?
"But don't go into the padlocked room
"because it's a shrine."
I just think you should be able to move on.
Oh, is that what you think? Well, thanks for that.
But it is hard to move on when you can't bury someone...
..and you don't even know where their body is.
You never should have moved back into your childhood home.
My parents left it to me.
Well, then, you should have sold it.
Sometimes, in life, we need a push.
So here's your push, Jack.
You have to choose between your past and your future.
Oh, don't do this.
Why not?
Because I won't...choose you.
Look, I'm sorry. This whole thing has moved fast and...
..it's only been a few months
and it's already clothes and parties and I'm not...
Are you joking?
Is this the "I'm not ready for a commitment" speech?
Because...you could have given it before I sent out the invitations.
No, I just think that you deserve someone who... God, this is perfect!
What is?
Nothing. It's fine. It's spectacular. I'll go.
No, no, you don't have to go. But you do love
that this is happening right now, though, don't you?
At least admit that.
Admit that I really have given you the perfect opportunity
to get out of all of it. What are you talking about?
I'm not stupid, Jack. I know you know.
Know what?
I've been tired
and emotional and...
..I told you I was scheduling a check-up.
I have no idea what you're on about.
I promise.
The cancer is back.
I didn't want to tell you officially until after the party.
I wanted you to enjoy yourself.
Wait. I don't understand.
You said you've been in remission for years.
When did you find out it'd come back?
I had the test a week ago, at my check-up.
Haven't gotten the results yet, but...
..I know my body. It's back.
I have rushed things with us, and I'm sorry.
But you don't have to break up with me, I'll break up with you.
I don't want to put you through cancer. It's not fun.
I'm not breaking up with you. That's not what I was getting at.
Yes, it was. No, it wasn't.
Now, come on, let's just sit down. Come on.
I'm not going anywhere.
I'm here.
With you.
DOG WHINES INSISTENTLY
Lucia, deal with Bear.
She wants attention.
Lucia?
Tilly, it's dead.
What? The phone.
It needs new batteries. What? You mean it's not working at all?
It will. It just needs new batteries.
Because I did promise the hospital that we had a working phone line.
I told them that we don't have mobile signal here,
but I did promise them that we'd have a landline.
Batteries. Where are they? Ah, batteries!
In the garden.
It looks like what they said happened.
On the Donkey Pitch.
Let's not rush to conclusions. But it's just like what...
Your father thinks it was an animal.
It's the same! It's the exact same! HE GRUNTS
DOG WHINES
Shut that dog up!
She's scared!
She's only ever been in our London flat.
Well, go and check the cellar door. Top bolt.
And take her with you. I can't hear myself think.
I already did the cellar door! Well, do it again!
Can we all just try and stay calm?
Lucia, I'm sorry.
Goddamn it!
SCRAPING
It's not working.
Our phone line's been cut.
DOORBELL RINGS
Hello. I'm Detective Inspector Honey.
This is Detective Sergeant Molina.
We're just making...
SHE SIGHS
Thank goodness you're here!
Pardon me? How did you know to come?
We haven't been able to make a call. Our phone line's been cut!
It's been cut?
Are you certain? Well, it's not working.
Just a moment, now.
If you're not here about our phone line, what are you here about?
Another matter entirely.
You are under arrest for grievous bodily harm with intent.
Meaning that you intended to cause grievous bodily harm to your wife.
Now, wave goodbye.
You could have come to my house.
Yeah. Could have.
They're clean.
Not a single print on them.
Thanks. Didn't recognise him. Looked him up, though. Combat Hero.
Guess they were popular in the '80s or something. 1996. Sorry?
Every kid wanted one.
If your mum bought you one, you'd take it everywhere.
Take a full team there, and turn it upside down.
Penderecki? Haven't you sent us there before?
Listen, um, without a warrant...
..it won't fall back on me, it'll fall back on you.
VERONICA: What are the police doing at that pervert's house again, Jack?
Jack?
Do you think I look all right?
You look beautiful.
Do you miss them? Your parents.
I do.
But not because they died.
The last decade or so, we only spoke once, maybe twice a year.
The three of us never quite made it back after Ewan...
So I do miss them...
..but from a long time ago.
I can come with you to the appointments, if you want?
No, you don't have to, Jack.
I mean, it's chemo, right? It's radiation?
Can we not talk about cancer? Sorry. I...
I just want today to be fun.
I want us to get dressed up, and I want to feel pretty,
and I just want to have fun.
Well, you're not "pretty".
You're stunning.
Have you caught the sun lately?
I don't think so. Oh, it's just a nice colour in your cheeks.
Practically a magic wand.
PHONE VIBRATES
Yeah?
DRISCOLL: Jack, Ella Ward has withdrawn her statement.
She what?
I'm sorry. But she was stable. She had every right to leave.
Yeah, I know.
I just... I thought I could do something this time.
You can't help everybody.
Did you ever work in oncology?
Well, it's just the dye that they inject in you
to look for cancer cells, has it...
..has it changed in the last few years?
No. Why?
HONEY: Have you been in the house all morning?
MATILDA: Er, no.
We... We didn't get here until 11.
We drove down from London.
So you're on holiday now?
Oh, no. This is our home.
Erm, we've always had a flat in London and our daughter
stays there now, but, erm...
You know, we split our time.
Besides, my husband had some medical needs in the city.
They've got specialists there.
You know, it wasn't the sort of procedure that one can do in...
Darling. Darling, it's all right.
It's OK. Oh, sorry.
Mm.
Erm...
So, what exactly has happened?
There's been a murder in the area, OK?
The victim lives not far from here.
Have you arrested anyone?
We can't give out details, Mrs Anchor-Ferrers.
Er, we've been going door to door,
asking people if they've seen anything unusual.
You really should apologise.
You should have told us. Or someone should have.
It happened just a few miles from this house.
So we have a right to know if he's been released, and...
He's only served five years!
I'm sorry, ma'am, I don't...
And my daughter was only 17 when it happened.
17!
And plus my husband's had some serious surgery,
so we're not exactly equipped to deal with any of this.
And, meanwhile, he's...
He's already...
How could he have been released?!
I'm sorry, Mrs Anchor-Ferrers.
I can hear you're angry, and I want to help, OK?
But first I need to understand who you're talking about.
Kable!
Minnet Kable?
Yes, of course!
But...
Please tell me that this has occurred to both of you?
For goodness' sake, the five-year anniversary is this weekend.
You passed the shrine on the way to our home!
I don't know if you remember what Minnet Kable did.
It was before you joined. Of course I remember.
Doesn't everyone? It was...
..out on the Donkey Pitch, just down the road from here.
Has he been released? I've not been notified of any... But has he been?
I can check. I mean, that's the sort of thing we should...
Just...just hang on a minute.
They can't send us out here and not tell us if he's been released!
Calm down.
The Donkey Pitch murders were five years ago.
Now, I realise another murder in the area can stir up
some strong emotions,
but there's no actual reason to believe that there's a connection
between the cases.
There's...there's something we need to show you.
This was clearly meant to look exactly like the Donkey Pitch.
FLIES BUZZ
But, you know, it could be something else.
Maybe they're animal intestines. A small deer, perhaps.
I doubt it.
But it COULD be.
There are foxes round here,
and they're big enough to take down a small deer,
if they're keen to do it. And hang it up in the tree like that?
HE CLEARS THROAT
This is, er...
..consistent with this morning's crime scene.
Mr and Mrs Anchor-Ferrers, go and gather your things, please.
My partner and I will drive you to the station.
We should get you away from here
until we have a better understanding of this situation.
SHE LAUGHS
She would love that.
UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS SOFTLY
BUZZ OF CONVERSATION, CHILDREN LAUGH
Somethin' in the garden.
What, darling? A monsty in the garden.
HE CHUCKLES
Jennie, there's no monsties in this garden.
Ooh, a monsty!
It's true! We didn't see it...
..but we heard it. Ah!
It's a good thing we've got police here, isn't it?
Hey? Yeah. Do you think we should go and find the monsty?
You think we should go and find him? Yeah?
All right, you lot!
Drinks down. Monsty duty!
Come on, lads, come on!
KIDS CHATTER EXCITEDLY
Let's go.
Look at you. Oh!
There's the man of the hour!
Where have you been, Jack? Mwah!
I think it's going quite well!
I know, they're only glasses, but my mother loves them.
OK, Jack, please go get ready. I've laid out your nice suit.
And then, when you're ready, I need help.
I'm just so tired these days.
I believed you at first.
Yeah, I thought you might die.
Look at that! Monsties!
JACK: And I was prepared to be there with you,
through all of it, I really was...
DI AKERS: Where? Where?
JACK: But it's not true, is it?
It's all a lie.
What are you talking about? The cancer isn't back, Veronica.
You lied to me.
Jack, that's sick.
That's sick to even suggest... You never had the test.
I did. I'm waiting for the results.
The dye from the test turned your veins blue for weeks.
Oh, you forgot you told me that bit, didn't you?
I mean, you're smart, Veronica. I'll give you that.
You know how to think on your feet.
I told you, I thought it was coming back.
I never said that I knew for sure.
I never said there was an actual diagnosis.
But at some point, you were going to have to come clean, right?
Right, you lot, there's no monsties here,
no monsties!
Jack, please.
Because you can't fake chemo.
And you weren't going to shave your head.
All right, you need to listen to me.
So at some point, you were going to have to admit
that there was no cancer. But when?
How long was this going to go on for? Jack, don't...
It was just going to be a scare!
Monsty must die! Arrr!
The test was going to come back negative.
But then we could focus on prevention.
Nutrition.
Meditation. Retreats.
It would have been good for both of us.
I want your shit...
..out of my house...
Well, you know, that's fine, Jack.
That's just fine, because the truth is
you are impossible to...
GLASS TINKLES
No. Jack...
Don't.
GLASS SHATTERS
You have no idea what you have just done.
No, Jack...
HUSHED MURMURS
RATTLING
CHILD SCREAMS
HE SIGHS
It's all right, darling.
LUCIA SIGHS
DOOR CLOSES
Where's the car?
I, er, couldn't bring it up from the road.
Why not? It wouldn't start.
What do you mean it wouldn't start?
And I, erm...
..I saw something.
Oh, please don't.
I don't want to hear it.
DOG WHINES
Well, it was, erm...
..someone.
He was waiting.
Where was he?
By the back door of the house.
Does the house have an alarm system?
The phone line is down, which is enough to trigger a call-out.
And since no-one's come from the alarm company,
I can only assume that it's been tampered with, too.
What about wi-fi?
Well, it's not working. It never does out here.
The only signal is down the road, and we need to get there somehow.
We need to call for help.
Your car.
Yes, it's in the drive.
We'll take it to the station. Hand me your keys, please. Yes.
Erm...
I don't... I don't understand.
I'm sure I put them in here!
Where else might they be?
I don't know! I don't remember.
Do you have a spare set?
Yes, I do, erm...
Downstairs, back the back...door.
It's all right. I'll get them.
No, Oliver, don't! I'll go with him.
No, er... You and Lucia stay put.
It's all right, darling.
We're getting out of here. Yeah?
SHE SIGHS
They weren't human bones.
They aren't bones at all.
They're fake.
After tonight's little spectacle, I looked up your neighbour.
Said he was released six weeks ago.
Saw the search you ordered earlier today.
Quite the little game you've been playing since he got out.
Your neighbour,
did he take your brother?
Yes, ma'am. He took my brother.
But the police could never prove it.
And no-one ever found him?
Well, we could get your neighbour for harassment.
No, that's really... We've got loads of witnesses from the party.
Thank you, ma'am, but I'd really rather just...
Send sergeants to perform illegal searches on his residence?
And not for the first time, I hear.
Now, if I could help you with your situation, I would,
but I can't.
And your illegal raid is a disciplinary offence.
Time to take some early leave, Jack.
Get out of my office.
Do you mean it, ma'am?
Would you help me if you could?
Cos I would give anything to know what happened to my brother,
to know where he's buried. I've tried every lead there is, but...
But you've got higher access to our intelligence systems.
Are you asking me for a favour?
SHE SCOFFS
You think it wise to push me right now?
Probably not, ma'am.
What exactly do you want to know?
Penderecki was in and out of prison for years.
For sex offences.
He abducted my brother,
but they never arrested him for that.
I've tracked down every cellmate he's ever had
because prisoners talk.
I've gotten nowhere.
But there's three weeks that I can't account for.
He was held somewhere before being transferred.
Now, I don't know where and I don't know why I can't access the details,
but something happened.
It's the only lead I've got left.
KEYS CLACK
Penderecki was in Long Lartin for the first three weeks
of a six-month sentence.
There was a scuffle.
Doesn't say who it was with, but they sure didn't like Penderecki -
beat him properly.
Penderecki must have said something to provoke it.
You find the man who beat Penderecki in Long Lartin,
maybe that man knows something about your brother.
Maybe he doesn't, of course, but it's something.
You know, technically, living like this is illegal.
HE PUFFS
So you're here to arrest me?
No.
Why not?
I don't work around here any more.
So you'll send your police friends out to arrest me?
No, I won't.
You're not causing any harm.
And besides, I don't think the police would be interested.
They mostly just feel sorry for you.
I'm not the one to feel sorry for.
And if you lot were the type to have sympathy for anyone...
We're not all the same. You can't just lump us together.
Then you never would have called off the search.
I didn't work her case, and you know that. But would you have?
If it was you in charge of finding my little girl,
would you have called the search off after just ten days?
No. I wouldn't have. And I've told you that.
I'll find her myself.
And I won't give up until I do.
I'll bury her right.
You're allowed to hate the police, you know.
I do, too, sometimes.
But I'd ask you not to hate me.
Why not?
Because the truth is...
..I admire you.
After what happened to your little girl,
what you did to the man responsible...
..that was the right thing to do.
What do you want, Jack?
You served your time in Long Lartin.
There was another prisoner there,
a man by the name of Ivan Penderecki.
He abducted my brother in 1998.
He got away with it...
..and we never found the body.
While in Long Lartin, Penderecki was beaten - badly.
It was you, wasn't it?
Did he mention anything about my brother?
Anything at all?
Please.
You fucker!
I didn't beat Penderecki.
But I know who did.
I don't know what it was that Penderecki might have said
about your brother, but... Tell me who he is.
He won't talk to you.
But he'll talk to me.
I'll find out what he knows.
No-one should have to live without answers.
But I want your help with something.
When did you find it?
Sorry...? What you showed us.
In the trees. Oh.
Not very long after we arrived.
Why? What?
Nothing.
What? Ow!
CLUNKING
Ah!
SPLASHING
MATILDA GASPS
Oh, God. The sprinkler.
Oh, dammit.
What were you, erm...? Sorry, what was it?
Oh...
Why didn't you move, after it happened?
Oh. We couldn't.
Nobody in the whole neighbourhood could sell.
Where's Oliver?
He can't find the keys.
I'll show you.
Dad really wanted us to stay here.
Someone has to show him.
I won't let her out of my sight.
DOG WHINES
It's all right, darling.
DOG WHIMPERS
Found her in the woods.
Near the Donkey Pitch.
The Donkey Pitch?
There was no address on the collar,
just a name.
"Bear."
Why do you care about a dog? I don't.
I care about this.
It was in her collar.
This is a prank.
It's kids.
That's an adult's handwriting.
An adult wouldn't joke like that.
You'd be surprised.
She's got a limp, too. Back leg is hurt.
Something happened.
Th-This is nothing.
And...finding her near the Donkey Pitch...
She just wandered there by chance.
Isn't the anniversary of those murders coming up?
Exact same location, Jack.
It's a coincidence.
Are you sure?
I know what the cops say about me.
But I'm not a nutter.
No more than you.
Why do you care about any of this?
Why ask me to do this?
I couldn't save my little girl, Jack.
And you couldn't save your brother.
But now we've both have the chance to do right for somebody else.
Someone needs you.
Inspector Honey,
I didn't want to say anything when my daughter was in the room,
but, erm,
I found spots on the floor in the entrance hall.
Perhaps you should have a look.
Yes? Mm-hm.
Yes.
I don't know.
They could be anything.
Well, are you sure it's not blood?
I'm fairly sure.
"Fairly"?
Everything's going to be OK, Mrs Anchor-Ferrers.
You can calm down. I promise you, there's nothing to worry about.
I'm sorry, Inspector Honey, but I just don't believe you.
HE CHUCKLES
Golden syrup?
Mm.
Oh, that's very good.
I'm a keen cook myself.
Do you think he's been in the house?
Is it a family recipe?
Mm.
I understand what you're doing, Inspector Honey.
You're sort of trying to distract me or calm my nerves or something.
I appreciate the intention, but it's not going to work.
You know, I've been on the force...
..since I was 20.
SPLASHING
Can't even guess any more what it's like to be a civvy.
I've seen a few things, believe me.
Yes, well, I'm not much interested in...
But I've never seen anything like the murder scene this morning.
What he did to that woman, it was ferocious.
He cut her here.
Pulled everything out. Please! I don't want...
BANG!
Ah! Oh, God!
Wh-Wh-What...?
Oh. Oh, God.
So-Sorry.
WHISPERS: Sorry. Sorry.
Sorry. It's OK, Mrs Anchor-Ferrers.
It's all right.
How do you know that it's all right?
They're just blocking the back door.
Blocking it?
So no-one gets in.
Everything OK?
Yeah.
I was just telling Mrs Anchor-Ferrers
what happened to the woman.
The woman? You know, the one on the scene this morning.
I was telling how he took a knife to her.
Emptied her out.
Almost like he wanted to crawl inside.
Yeah.
Yeah, that was bad.
Really bad.
If you ask me, he was...
..thinking about cutting off her breasts, too.
HE GRUNTS
He didn't actually do it, but you could tell
from the cuts that he'd made, that's what he was thinking.
Weren't it? Mm.
Yeah.
Where's Lucia?
I beg your pardon?
Where's my daughter?
Sorry, yes. You confused me then.
Your daughter.
I mean, she must be someone's daughter, of course.
I knew she must have been born from someone. It's just that
she's sort of.... Sort of what? There's something wrong with her,
isn't there? If we're being honest, Mrs Anchor-Ferrers.
She's a fully grown adult and yet she dresses like, well,
a teenage slut.
Where is she?
SHE BREATHES HEAVILY
Where is she?
Where's my husband?
BOTH SNORT
BOTH LAUGH
LAUGHTER DISTORTS
It's cliche to say, but in this instance, it's true.
There's no-one to hear you scream.
SHE SCREAMS
JACK: So I've been poking around an old case. The Donkey Pitch.
No!
But your theory on those murders, it's full of holes.
ALARM BLARES
So the killers are still out there.
HONEY: We want you to be scared.
But when I say scared, I mean really scared.
No!
RIPPING, CHEERING
I know your nightmare.
HISSING
SHE GASPS, SNAKES HISS
MUSIC BLARES
ORNAMENTS SHATTER
JACK: I need to find that house.
I want this to end.
Help me!
Argh!
WET SLICING
I think I might look to settle in the area...
..once this is all over.
Not many people consider buying property
at the scene of their own crime.
SHE SCREAMS
I know.