What makes more sense - Minnet Kable, who has no connection
to the kids, or Bones, who has a connection?
Bones's real name is Jacob Adley.
On the weekend of the Donkey Pitch murders,
he was in police custody in Bristol.
Minnet Kable is the Donkey Pitch killer.
You need to tell me what you know about my brother.
No.
What if he was really in our home, and I saw him?
I could have done something about it.
Two men, posing as police officers, have taken us hostage in our home.
Today is the day we're going to escape!
If you have the chance to get out of here,
I want you to leave me behind!
Have you worked out who I am yet?
MUFFLED SOBBING
MUFFLED: I want him back...!
I want my baby home...!
CLOCKS TICK
CLOCK CHIMES
Ewan? Are you down here?
Ewan?
HEAVY FOOTSTEPS
ELECTRICAL FIZZLING
DRAWN-OUT EXHALATION
HINGE CREAKS
SHOE CLATTERS
Do you know what this means?
It means...
..we can finally talk!
I couldn't let you in on the secret.
I needed you to stay in character.
Which meant there were so many things I had to do
while you were sleeping! I kept thinking you'd figured it out,
but you honestly didn't know.
And the two detectives!
Honey and Molina!
I knew they were real coppers - it was them I used
to make our ID cards - but for them to turn up here?
What are the chances?
HE CHUCKLES
Oh...
Oh, I'm so relieved you know.
You must have so many questions.
Fire away.
There's...no boss?
He's not real. Or, he's me.
And-and you...you killed...?
Yeah.
Why?
At first, it was to keep her from coming to the house.
But, honestly, I probably could have dealt with that situation
had it arose.
Arose? Arisen?
Arosen?
Anyway...
..I think, really, she was just sort of my warm-up.
For the family.
You're a nutter.
Am not. You are, you're a fucking nutter.
I am NOT mentally ill.
And I would know if I was.
I used to work in a nut house.
Please don't kill me.
I wasn't planning to kill you.
In fact...
..you can leave now if you want.
But you'll have to walk. That's no problem.
You want to walk?
All the way to the train station? Yeah.
But it'll take you hours.
Think how exhausted you'll be when you finally make it home
to Stroud Green!
Imagine what the missus will think.
Mm, hate the idea of dragging her into all this.
Especially with all those hormones raging.
Then we're in agreement.
I will drive you to the train station myself,
as soon as I'm finished with the family.
I'm thinking, late afternoon?
I'll need some sleep first.
So, all of them, you...
You'll kill all of them?
At any moment, they could tell the police what we look like,
and that won't work, now, will it?
Exactly.
It needs to look like a man took the family hostage,
killed them all, and then got away.
But here's the thing.
Little miss housekeeper doesn't really fit into
that narrative, so, erm...
..can you give your old pal a hand?
THEY STRAIN
Watch out...
Another step there... Yep, yep.
HONEY GROANS
You don't look happy, and you were ever so quiet on the drive.
I'm worried...
..that you're only here with me now because I implied
that I'd kill your pregnant girlfriend.
Yeah.
The thing is...
..I WOULD go through with that.
I'm not sure.
It's not important.
What's important is...
..how you feel about me.
Because if you don't like me, honestly,
there's no point continuing.
We can just end things right here and... No. No.
No need. I'm, um.... I'm adjusting.
That's all.
What I feel about you is...
..you are very clever.
Thank you.
And I've SO enjoyed our time together.
Really? Really.
Really.
And I want to... I want to help you...
..bury her.
We'll do that, then we'll go back to the house, and just...
..kill the family.
Don't need your help with that.
Kind of want to do that myself.
Since...
..we're being open with one another...
Finally.
..what exactly is it that the family has done to you?
Oh.
That.
Yeah.
Don't worry about that right now.
Kind of need you to focus on the task in hand.
Right.
But you and I are good?
Oh, we're...more than good.
We are... We're great.
Then I have one question for you.
How do you feel about Doctor Who?
Because they've got this tour in Cardiff, and they take you
to all the spots they filmed, all the castles and everything.
I've been wanting to go forever, but I've got no-one to go with.
And I don't want to be one of those weirdos who's, like,
"party of one". That'd be so embarrassing.
Look, I get it.
The 13th Doctor wasn't to everyone's tastes.
And you don't strike me as a feminist.
But let's just get something in the diary, yeah? Yeah.
Otherwise, we'll forget.
Come on!
CAR DOOR SHUTS
CAR BOOT OPENS
SINGSONG: Oh, Beca, time for a chop chop!
Hearing more about your swim last night.
The details are fabulous.
Loads of drugs, fake crocodile
and a fuckload of bullets.
Is that it? Or am I missing something?
Python. Oh.
I am not making you coffee.
I didn't ask you to make me coffee.
And I'm leaving in 20 minutes.
I guess that means I'm leaving in 20 minutes?
If not before.
You hate that I'm here.
I just...don't want you getting the wrong idea.
Oh, what, that you're the coffee-making type?
That I'm the home-making type.
I tell you what.
I'll make my own cup of coffee.
And then I'll come and sit next to you, and we can talk about work.
No other topics allowed.
And then, in 20 minutes, we both leave.
I won't even kiss you goodbye.
Coffee's over there.
MOLINA: You want a shower?
I'm... I'm good.
So, your man, Bones, isn't the Donkey Pitch killer.
Puts you at a bit of a dead end, doesn't it?
Kable's guilty, Jack. He's ambidextrous.
One of only a few people capable of carrying out those murders.
Unless it was two people - one right-handed, one left-handed.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Kable confessed.
Yeah, you mentioned that.
A few dozen times, actually.
He just wandered in off the street one day
and started talking to whoever was around.
Well, he asked for me, actually.
Yeah, he'd heard me talking on the news. Said I sounded nice.
Mm.
As we've established, he's not particularly bright.
Right.
So, you said Minnet Kable asked for you specifically?
He did, yeah.
Because of the news, yeah?
Well, I might be disliked by my colleagues,
but the camera absolutely loves me.
Oh...
You're lying.
See, you didn't used to speak on camera.
You never answered questions, not even on your own cases.
Robbie told me.
Said your boss was a sexist prick who didn't allow it.
I was still ON the news all the time. He saw me.
You said he heard you talking.
But he couldn't have, could he?
So, how do you know Minnet Kable?
Yeah, this is it, isn't it?
This is what you haven't wanted to talk about.
What have you been hiding? I don't hide.
But you've pushed it too far this time.
It's a big mistake.
And why's that?
Because I know you now.
I know your nightmare.
The Donkey Pitch case was fucked from the get-go.
Rain washed away any forensics that we would have gotten.
Witnesses were just a bunch of dumb teenagers who weren't talking.
And for the kicker? No motive.
It was never going to be solved.
I met Kable on another case.
He was just a witness, nothing important.
But that's why he asked for me when he came to confess.
Matthews and I accepted his statement,
we got Kable into custody,
informed the families, gave them closure.
About a week later, I was typing up a report for my other case,
the one where I first met Kable, and I'm looking at our conversations,
just adding things up...
He's got an alibi for the night of the murders.
Kable confessed for attention.
People do it sometimes, especially when they're a bit dim.
His solicitor was never going to find that alibi,
so I didn't tell Matthews, I didn't tell anyone.
Because what's the point?
We are supposed to put people like that in prison.
Who cares how we get them there?
No, you see, that look!
Next time I see you...
..that is going to be smacked clean off your face.
Cos you've got a prison visit with Minnet Kable today, haven't you?
Be sure to ask him about his nest.
Mr Kable, my name is Jack Caffery.
I'm a police detective.
You confessed to killing those two kids on the Donkey Pitch.
That's why you're in here. Is that right?
When you went to the police to tell them what you did,
you spoke to a woman.
But you already knew that woman, didn't you?
What did you and her talk about?
Look, I am not after getting you in trouble.
I just want to know what you and that woman talked about.
Why?
I think... that she doesn't like you,
and I just want to know the reason.
Cos I killed those two kids.
No, see...
I think that maybe she didn't like you even before that.
She told me you need to be in prison,
even before the Donkey Pitch.
But I wasn't bad before the Donkey Pitch.
It was just thoughts.
What thoughts?
She said...
..you don't go to prison for thoughts.
So I told her about them.
I told her I thought about them all the time.
You thought about who, Mr Kable?
I came there a lot.
To watch.
To have the thoughts.
I liked to go there.
Was it a school, Mr Kable?
Or a playground?
Is that where you liked to go?
I wouldn't tell her which ones I liked,
because I didn't want her to take them away.
I had a plan.
I was going to take care of them.
I was going to keep them together because they're sisters.
I made them a place to sleep.
HE INHALES DEEPLY
It was warm.
It was their own nest.
But I can't see them any more.
Because I'm in here.
But that's good, right?
HE GASPS AND CRIES OUT
MOLINA SNORES
HE BREATHES SHAKILY
Oh, my...
QUIETLY: Get in the fucking car and drive away.
Come on. Don't be a dick.
Don't be a dick. Don't be a dick.
HE SIGHS
Such a fucking dick.
MOLINA SNORES
DOOR CLICKS
SHE GASPS
Sh!
WHISPERING: Mrs Anchor-Ferrers, you need to listen.
I'm going to uncuff you.
We're going to get you out of here, you and your family.
But we have to move fast, and we have to be very, very quiet.
Sh!
KEYS CLINK
SHE YELLS
MUFFLED PANTING
HE BREATHES HEAVILY
HE GRUNTS
HE SPLUTTERS
DOOR OPENS
Oh...
Oh...!
MOLINA LAUGHS
HE WHEEZES WITH LAUGHTER
With this?
You stupid cow.
You killed the wrong one.
HE LAUGHS
Well, thank you.
Saved me the bother.
It was going to be so awkward.
We'd made plans.
Ah...
Oh, yeah. Almost forgot.
Today's the day you're going to die.
CAR ALARM CHIRPS
This is so thoughtful of you.
It's no bother, really. But it is.
Very kind.
Mum...
Well, I'll, erm... leave you two.
It was so nice to meet you.
Yes, ma'am. You, too.
All right.
My wife and I are taking a little break.
But we'll patch things up.
Anyway, it didn't seem worth it to rent another place.
No, it's nice. You know, you two getting to spend time together.
You'll be glad of that one day.
You know, you could have been hurt much worse.
It's not a big deal.
Thank you.
You going to question Bones?
He's been charged and released.
He's got an alibi for the Donkey Pitch murders.
Matthews told me.
Bones knows something.
He's involved with what happened on the Donkey Pitch.
You know that. It's a closed case, Prody.
But it's closed wrong.
Which means the killers are still out there.
Are you all right with that?
MUSIC: I Think We're Alone Now by Tiffany
MUFFLED MUSIC PLAYS
# Children, behave
# That's what they say when we're together
# And watch how you play
# They don't understand And so we're
# Running just as fast as we can
# Holding on to one another's hand
# Trying to get away into the night
# And then you put your arms around me and we tumble to the ground
# And then you say
# I think we're alone now
# There doesn't seem to be anyone around
# I think we're alone now
# The beating of our hearts is the only sound... #
VASE SHATTERS
# Look at the way
# We gotta hide what we're doing... #
Any volunteers?
Please don't do this!
No! Please!
Mm, decisions, decisions.
No, don't!
Don't...! Please...!
MOLINA ROARS
No, no, no, no...! No!
No! No! No, no! Hey, hey... OK, OK...
Don't! Please, please! Here's the deal... Here's the deal...
Come on, rein it in now.
Take a deep breath. Ah... Please, please...!
And accept it.
There we go.
Very good.
PANTING: Please...don't...
..make my daughter...
..feel any pain.
I beg you.
No pain...!
Whatever you need to do,
whatever violence is in you,
just take it out on me.
Do anything to me...!
But just not her...!
I want to ask you about Sophie and Hugo.
I've nothing to do with that.
But you knew them.
They came to YOUR raves. YOU sold them drugs.
You know they were only 18 when they died?
Just a couple of innocent kids.
Sophie and her friends had a gathering.
Out on some farm.
Couple of weeks before they died.
And?
And they hurt somebody.
Bad.
LIVELY CHATTER
ALARM BLARES
What the fuck?
KEYPAD BEEPS
ALARM STOPS
So, how long till the police get here?
Yeah, I know you've cut off the alarm,
but they're still coming, ain't they? How long? Six minutes.
They'll arrest you.
I know you're used to getting your way with the police,
cos you're rich and you're white,
but I'm actually one of them.
Whatever I tell them, it'll stick.
And even if nothing comes of it, I will personally make sure
that it is public and ugly.
Or...
..I can already be gone when they arrive.
And this... this can just be an accident.
What do you want?
You all had gatherings out on Hugo's farm.
But one day, something happened.
Someone got hurt.
Why does that even matter?
Cos I'm asking.
Where is she?
Where's my wife?
Hmm...
But that would ruin the surprise.
Please...
OLIVER SOBS
Please tell me where she is...!
So much for that stiff upper lip your generation's
always banging on about.
Please...! Now, I need you to be a good boy
and head over there by the wall.
No...! Go on, now. Go on.
OLIVER GROANS
Mind the corpse.
There was this girl.
Hugo had been fucking her.
But in secret.
And then she turned up at the farm.
Hugo was drunk. He flipped out.
He thought Sophie would figure that he'd fucked her.
So he started being mean to her.
He was trying to get her to leave.
But she was too stupid to take the hint.
Well, and then...
And then what?
Look, they were drunk. They thought it was funny.
We weren't a part of it. Yeah, we were telling them to stop.
What happened?
Where's my mum?
Come on now, Lucia.
Be a good girl.
What did you do to her?
Go and sit with your father.
Go on.
There was this.... pen on the farm.
Traps animals and that.
And they, erm...
..they tricked her into it.
MOCKING: Are you scared? Are you scared?
Then Hugo started messing around.
Showing off for Sophie.
It was the kind of thing Bones would do.
Hugo didn't actually mean to do anything.
He wasn't really going to. It was just...
Sophie was laughing and encouraging him.
And it slipped out of his hand.
ECHOING LAUGHTER
What has any of this got to do with the Donkey Pitch?
It's not like SHE did it.
She was just a girl. Mm.
She literally couldn't have killed Sophie and Hugo.
What's the name of the girl?
LUCIA SOBS
OLIVER GASPS
OLIVER: People underestimate my daughter.
Why don't you take a seat, Lucia?
When she was young, she destroyed my wife's flowers in the garden.
She then denied it.
We put cameras up to deter Lucia from doing it again.
They were only ever meant for our use.
Lucia killed a cat while being filmed,
to spite us.
You've got to be fucking joking...
Psychiatrists told us that Lucia could be treated from home.
But we chose to send her away to a mental institution.
Because we were ashamed.
INDISTINCT CONVERSATION
WATER SPLASHES
It was the biggest mistake we've ever made.
She came back ten times worse.
OLIVER PANTS
HE WHEEZES
Did not see that one coming.
Life is full of surprises.
KNIFE CLATTERS
The girl's name is Lucia Anchor-Ferrers -
which is a pretty fucking memorable surname,
and it turns out that I've seen it before.
Oliver Anchor-Ferrers is on my list of ring owners.
You want to guess what his wife's name is?
Don't suppose it's Matilda?
Right you are.
Now, I've no idea how "Jimmy" is a nickname for "Oliver"
but the rest of it adds up.
It's the Anchor-Ferrers' ring, the Anchor-Ferrers' dog,
and Lucia Anchor-Ferrers is at least one of the Donkey Pitch killers.
The Anchor-Ferrers, are they based in Monmouthshire?
Yeah. Why?
Housekeeper has been reported missing in the area.
Name's Beca Van Der Bolt.
All right, I'm headed to their address now.
Now, Prody, I need you to do something for me.
Jack... Wait for 30 minutes.
If you don't hear from me by then...
..call backup.
Again?
Tell them everything you know about the case.
I trust you.
DISCONNECT TONE
My dog was supposed to be with me in the ivy room.
I know.
I'm sorry.
But it would have been too obvious if...
There were blankets in there for her.
Food and water under the bed.
I know. I know.
Has she come back?
What if she's hurt?
Oh... I'm sorry.
Truly.
And I love you, darling.
I love you, too.
Look at me.
The rest of it's gone quite well, yeah?
Are you happy?
I am.
Though I was looking forward to killing him.
He ruins everything.
Wait a minute.
Where's my mum?
She was supposed to be in here. We're supposed to kill them both.
Yeah, so, uh...
Yeah, we need to talk about that. Talk about what?
But first, there...there's one small thing you don't know about.
HE GROANS
Your dad sort of botched the call to the bank.
The money wasn't transferred.
What the fuck? There was nothing I could do.
It was your one job!
That doesn't feel like an accurate statement at all.
Well, now what are we going to do?
My dad didn't leave me the money.
My brother will get all of it.
Just listen... No! I told you.
Dad left everything to him because he thinks
I can't handle it or whatever.
Lucia... It's not fair!
Hear me out.
OK? Darling, just...
Just hear me out.
What if no-one gets the money right now
because maybe your mum survives?
Your mum - who was never REALLY as bad as your dad,
if we're being honest -
she's in the attic and still has no idea
you were in on this.
And who's really easy to control.
And then, once you've got her to change the will
so you inherit your fair share, then maybe...
..she has a little accident.
And then maybe...
..a bit later something happens to Kiernan.
All we need is a bit more patience than we thought.
It's all going to work out, just like I promised.
DOORBELL RINGS
Hi. Hi.
I'm Detective Jack Caffery.
Kiernan Anchor-Ferrers.
Pleased to meet you.
A woman has been reported missing, a housekeeper.
Beca Van Der Bolt.
Oh, no. Beca?
I'm just speaking to a few people in the neighbourhood,
seeing if anyone knows anything.
Goodness me. Erm...
Do come in.
May I offer you some tea?
Yes, thanks.
ZIPS FLY
Don't have much of a watchdog, do you, Mr Anchor-Ferrers?
Sorry?
Oh.
Bear.
She's probably off roaming somewhere.
But, please, call me Kiernan.
Are those your parents?
Mm.
Yeah.
Matilda and...
Does that say..."Jimmy"?
It's Oliver, actually.
"Jimmy" was Dad's nickname when he was young.
He served in the Royal Signals. They...
They all call themselves that.
MOLINA LAUGHS
JACK EXHALES
So, Beca Van Der Bolt.
Did she work for your family?
Yeah.
Beca's been looking after this place since we were kids.
We?
My sister and I.
And is your sister home?
Oh, she's off somewhere. God knows where.
Lucia's, uh...
..always been a bit...
..problematic.
Hmm. Younger sister?
Mm. 22.
If Lucia's 22 now...
..then she would've been a teenager around the time of the Donkey Pitch killings.
Did she know the victims?
Well, I don't mean to be rude, Detective, but, um...
..what's that got to do with Beca?
Oh, nothing. You mentioned that Lucia was a bit problematic.
I was just...
..wondering if maybe she was traumatised from when Sophie and Hugo passed.
They weren't friends.
Oh? They didn't run in the same social circles, then, no?
Well.
Such a shame, what happened to them.
And from what I understand, Sophie and Hugo were great kids.
Really kind.
It always bothered me, that crime, if I'm honest.
I never could see how just one killer could have done all of that.
It feels like there had to have been two.
HE SNIFFS
Does something smell?
Shouldn't. I took the bins out last night.
I know that smell, Mr Anchor-Ferrers.
Is that blood?
Drop the knife!
THEY GRUNT
Argh!
Agh!
Argh!
KETTLE WHISTLING
Drop the knife.
Drop the knife!
Drop the knife.
HE COUGHS, SPLUTTERS
CHOKING
KETTLE WHISTLING
JACK PANTS
Oh, piss off.
CLATTER UPSTAIRS
WOMAN BREATHES RAGGEDLY
It's all right. I'm police.
You're one of them! You'll hurt me!
I'm going to need you to step away from the window. No!
No!
I will jump. I swear. I'd rather fall and die
than let you do whatever you're planning.
Can you at least tell me your name?
SHE BREATHES RAGGEDLY
All I'm asking is your name.
Lucia Anchor-Ferrers.
I'm Detective Caffery,
and Newport County Police are on their way.
No. No, it's not...
Whatever was planned here has failed. It's not...
The police will be here soon.
Now, how many men are there?
Two. That's one of them. I don't know where the other one is.
He's downstairs. He's dead.
No. He can't be. He's fooling you.
I killed him myself. He's dead.
Now, come in from the window.
Come on, Lucia.
SHE BREATHES SHAKILY
You don't want this to be over, do you?
It's been too much fun.
Just let me see if I can figure this out.
The one downstairs, he's a...
..a boyfriend?
And this one here is...
..a friend of his?
I assume he was promised money. This was a big job.
And it has been going on for days, hasn't it?
But that's the part you like.
It's the torture.
You and the boyfriend tortured Sophie and Hugo for weeks before you killed 'em.
You know, breaking into their homes, scaring them,
messing with their meds, taking pictures.
Don't forget the porn. Ah, that's right, the porn.
Nice touch.
You think I'm mad, don't you?
I'm not.
I used to think that someone would save me.
Because I was so unhappy. And I know that everyone saw it, but...
..it never happened.
Not with my parents, the kids at school.
No-one.
And there were so many times when
if one thing had gone differently, maybe...
But then I realised...
..nobody saves you if you don't deserve it.
Nobody saves you if you're a piece of shit.
So if you're a piece of shit...
..why not lean into it?
So you're just evil, then?
With agency.
SHE LAUGHS
Oh!
I just realised something.
You HAVE to save me.
You're a copper.
And I...
..really need saving.
VOICE QUIVERS, SHE SOBS
Because I'm feeling...
..super-duper suicidal.
SOB TURNS TO LAUGHTER
Aw.
Oh, God, you're pathetic.
As if I'd ever really try and...
SHE SCREAMS
THUD
HE PANTS
# Dacw'r delyn, dacw'r tannau
# Tw rym di ro, di radl didl dal... #
OLIVER: I witnessed my daughter leave our house
on the night of the Donkey Pitch murders.
She has no alibi.
I never told the police.
I never told my wife.
I have no excuse for my behaviour,
but my hope is that, in death, I can somehow make things right.
May the truth finally be known.
# Dacw'r feinwen, hoenus, fanwl
# Beth wyf well heb gael ei meddwl... #
We are supposed to put people like that in prison.
Who cares how we get them there?
# Ffal-di rwdl idl-al, ffal-di rwdl idl-al... #
BANGING
# Tw rym-di ro rym-di radl idl-al. #
Mrs Anchor-Ferrers?
SHE SCREAMS
I'm police, ma'am. Ma'am, I'm police!
SHE PANTS
The two men inside are both dead. You're lying.
I am police.
No, you're one of them!
I'm not. I promise you.
SHE SCREAMS
Take my hand.
I am here to help you, ma'am.
SHE SCREAMS
Oh, help me!
I got you. I got you.
SHE PANTS, WHIMPERS
It's over.
I have a choice.
I could tell you the truth about your granddaughter's death,
what I found out
and the decisions that I made.
But you may not like what I chose to do.
Or I could lie to you and tell you I found nothing at all.
But that doesn't sit right with me.
So I've decided to leave it up to you.
You can choose.
If you want, I'll tell you what I found out.
And what I did about it.
Will the person who killed my granddaughter ever hurt anyone again?
No. Well, then...
..what does the rest really matter?
Did you find her home?
Yeah.
Yeah, I think I did.
HE CHUCKLES
I've done what you asked.
The dog. The family.
It's over now.
And you were right, so, please...
..tell me what you know about what happened to my brother.
The man who beat your neighbour in prison...
..I know him.
And I know what he's telling me is the truth.
But he'll never talk to the cops.
Ivan Penderecki had been stalking your brother prior to abducting him.
He had a plan in place to kidnap Ewan on his way home from school.
The...fight...
..that you two had in the treehouse...
..it provided an unexpected opportunity to take him.
But it would have happened, no matter what.
No, you're lying. You're just saying that to... When Ewan walked home
from school, he passed through a short tunnel,
winds through the park near your home.
How would I know that unless what I'm telling you is the truth?
Ewan would have been taken one way or another.
It's not your fault.
Nah.
I should've known it wasn't a nightmare.
That it was real.
I should've said something.
If I'd have said something,
then maybe none of this would've happened.
But it did.
Then... Then I should've stayed.
I should've been braver.
I never even told my parents what I'd seen.
I thought I'd get in trouble.
And then... And then I thought I'd imagined it.
How old were you, Jack?
I was eight.
Do you remember how young that is?
GRUNT
PHONE RINGS
There was a fingerprint on the robot toy?
Yeah, that's right. And it was a match for Jack's brother?
An exact match.
That toy wasn't even made until 2004.
That means Jack's brother wasn't killed in 1998.
That would mean that he was alive until at least 2004.
Maybe longer.