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MAN: Hi, yeah. Um, I'm calling about Daniel Frater again.
I know this is a difficult time, but please do call me back.
Danny seems to have convinced himself your daughter was murdered.
Good afternoon.
Dr Susannah Newman to see Daniel Frater.
Please take a seat.
No, I... I don't need an escort.
You can just buzz me in and I'll find my own way.
Please take a seat.
She's here. Yes, OK. Thank you.
Excuse me. Is everything OK?
Someone will be with you shortly.
Oi!
Dr Newman?
Dr Underwood. Alistair. You got my messages?
Yeah. Thank you.
I'm just here to see Danny privately.
This way.
Well, it's, ah, it's so nice to finally meet you.
It's just here.
Where are we going? It's not much further, I promise.
I really don't have time, so whatever you
want to discuss will have to wait for another day.
I'm afraid this won't wait. Why not?
I'll explain in my office. Tell me what's happened.
It's just up here.
Look, I'm sure it's very nice and that you are too,
but I have things to do.
So whatever you have to say, say it now.
Danny's had an accident.
Is he OK? I'm afraid not.
Is he... He's alive. We got to him just in time.
They've taken him to the hospital.
Will he... Is he gonna be OK?
We hope so.
No, really. Tell me the truth.
It's too early to say. He was unconscious.
They'll need to operate. Please. You need to come with me.
No, I should be there.
No, you've had a shock and you need to sit down.
Well, what if he dies?
He's in good hands. They'll take him into theatre.
He'll be in ICU and then you can see him when he comes through.
But for now,
we need to look after you. Will you let me? Come on.
I was going to call,
but I'd already sent
so many messages about Danny's issues,
I was worried you'd think it was just about that.
What kind of accident was it?
A fall.
Well, what kind of fall?
He fell from the roof.
In my father's time, he'd have had a brandy in a drawer for
a moment like this.
And sadly, this is all I can offer.
Although.
Go on. Have one.
Suppress your hypothalamic pituitary adrenal access response to stress.
You could have said HBA.
Yes, but then you wouldn't have smiled.
And that also sends positive signals to the brain. So...
How did Danny fall?
I'm afraid we don't know that yet.
You must have some idea from whoever it was that got to him in time.
It's best not to speculate.
How did he get up there? Surely there's no access?
Well, there shouldn't be, but he managed somehow.
Where there's a will.
Oh, you think he did it on purpose?
I don't like to jump to...
I don't want to draw any conclusions.
There'll be a full and proper investigation.
Did you call the police?
They've been informed, but the ambulance was the priority.
Because it was an accident.
I... I am sorry.
I only said it was an accident to you.
I know you've been through a lot and a person can only take so much.
Tell me about it. I need to talk to Danny.
Well, you can talk to me if you like.
Despite the desk job,
I'm still at my best listening, helping.
Our first response is always to say no,
cos we're the professionals. We're too smart,
too strong.
But sometimes we're the ones who need it most.
I'll be OK. I just need to...
No, you don't need to do anything. It's all in hand.
Why don't you tell me what brought you here today?
Finally, after all my messages.
I came to see Danny to talk
to him about something private, uh, only he knows.
I understand, but I...
I don't want whatever it is
to be preying on your mind now. So,
is there anyone else that you've felt able to confide in?
Uh, you see, people can't function like that.
You've gotta take the pressure off yourself.
You've gotta let it all go. And if you go to pieces,
well...
...you are in the right place.
You'll lock me up.
Did your GP prescribe anything to help with your loss?
Any medication to help with the shock?
Oh, no. I don't need anything like that.
No. That's what Danny said. Mr tough guy.
And he'd go to any lengths to avoid opening up.
Come on, tell me what's going on.
I came to talk to Danny about Christina, our daughter.
I know about Christina. Go on.
I haven't been able to face it, but suddenly I just needed to ask.
What? You needed to ask your husband about what?
Can I see his room?
Danny's room?
Yeah. Danny always kept notes, diaries,
details on his phone. I'd like to see them.
Well, patients aren't allowed to keep things in their room.
Really? Well, not patients at risk like
Danny, in case they harm themselves.
You still have his belongings. I could look through them.
But what is it that you're actually looking for,
Susannah? This isn't about your daughter,
Christina, is it?
Now you tell me
and I'll see what I can do about getting access to his things.
A client who came to see me this morning made
a confession under hypnosis.
He claimed he's going to kill a young woman tonight.
Really? I know, but I swear,
he's the only person today who seems to be telling me the truth.
OK.
I have a lead who might be able to tell me more about it.
Who... Who is she?
I don't know her name.
I just know that she works for
a pimp called Jaisal that Danny knew.
No, not like that. Through work. I just,
I need to get a contact number
and address so I can track this girl down.
Well, have you spoken to the police?
They say they're looking into it, but I don't trust them.
But you trust a hitman and a pimp?
I just need to get their contact details.
I don't think this is something you need to be getting involved in.
Trust me, this is the last thing I wanna do,
but I don't have a choice.
I can't just sit here eating
biscuits while this bastard gets away with killing another girl.
No-one's going to get hurt.
How do you know?
Oh, I can see how this story would resonate after your loss.
It's the same with Danny and his conspiracy theories,
trying to convince himself that Christina didn't take her own life.
Well, what if Danny was right? I was asked to sign this,
to keep Danny here,
to stop there being a trial so that he'd have to keep quiet.
Keep quiet about what?
Well, he thought there was some cover-up,
that Jackie was in on it. Some link to corruption.
Those are just his paranoid fantasies.
I've been calling asking for help,
not to indulge his paranoia even more.
All I know is I didn't sign and Danny has an accident
and is silenced anyway.
He can't keep asking questions about Christina
and he can't help me find the answers I need.
Maybe if I had signed, he'd still be here.
Boom.
You're feeling guilty about Danny and Christina
and it's understandable, but it's not your fault.
This is not about my guilt.
If you had answered my calls, perhaps he'd still be here.
What if it is about Christina and all these things are connected?
Please, have a seat while I call the police.
Now, I agree.
They should investigate this even just to put your mind at rest.
I'm not gonna fucking sit down
and I am not going back to the police.
It was an officer who gave me a lead on the girl when
the police were too stretched to investigate,
just like they're too stretched to come here.
Seems to me some people really do get away with murder.
Now, the only murder we know
to have taken place is Danny killing Jackie Sowden.
And he did not get away with that.
Let me show you.
Danny left that note in his room,
and that's why I can't let you in there
because we need to preserve the scene.
The police are on their way, but there's no rush.
It's clear what happened.
Danny realised he was wrong about Jackie,
that he killed an innocent woman, and it was too much to bear.
Now, Christina took her own life
and your husband tried to do the same.
I didn't want you to have to deal with this now,
but you're spiralling,
and I don't want the same thing to happen to you.
So...
...I need you to take these.
Oh, uh, no, I'll be OK. I just need some air.
That's a great idea. I'll let you out in the grounds.
But first you have to take these.
SHE COUGHS
There, there. Did you get it all out,
did ya? Ah,
they're the good ones. Nice and strong.
I don't need them. I'm a doctor.
Yeah, I know who you are.
How?
No-one can see us here.
No, but they can hear us.
So if you come any closer, I'll scream.
Why would you wanna do that?
Because you're scaring me.
Well, you're wrong about them. They won't help ya. Susannah.
What's your name?
I'm just a patient,
prisoner. Not really a person anymore.
Are you here to kill me?
Do you want me to? Put you out of your misery?
Who sent you? Can't you guess?
Richard? His bosses. The client?
Oh, no, you're not...
Danny. Danny sent you.
What did he say?
Uh, if anything happened to him, I should give you a message.
Was it something about Christina or Jaisal? A way of contacting him?
He said that you'd give me a kiss first.
No, he didn't. No, but you could if you wanna know what he said.
I don't. Are you sure?
Because they got to him and they'll get to you.
And it makes no difference to me.
Who are they? How did they get to him? Why?
I could get a lot more than a kiss if I wanted.
You are still a person.
They may have taken away any power you had.
You probably didn't have a lot in the first place.
But you can make a difference.
A big difference if you help me, like you promised.
Tell me what he said.
He said you should go to Joseph.
Joseph, not Jaisal?
Some old friend from the Army.
Yes, I know Joseph. But why him?
He will protect you. You're not safe anywhere.
Do you know what happened to Danny? Do you know who tried to kill him?
They use the phone signals to control people.
They can take over anyone. So you... you'd better watch out.
Thank you, I will. How did you recognise me?
Da... Danny had a photo.
I thought he couldn't keep things.
No, we all keep things hidden.
Where? In his room?
He gave me the photo as payment for doing this.
It's of you and your daughter. She's... She's very pretty.
She's dead.
Yeah, I know. Fuck you.
Anytime. Ugh.
Susannah. How are you feeling?
Oh, much better.
The meds are really helping. Thank you.
You really shouldn't be driving on them.
So, how about you have a rest here
and I take you to the hospital later.
I need to see Danny's room first, under your supervision.
I feel like it would help me to see it to move forward. Please.
Of course.
Who found it? Uh, one of the cleaners, I believe.
Before Danny fell or afterwards?
I'm... I'm not sure of the timeline. Why?
Danny's killed before in the Army.
He never talked about it. That wasn't his way.
He just did what had to be done. That's who he is.
He's not the kind of man who would fall apart
and jump off a roof because he had blood on his hands.
Danny keeps going.
That's when he had something to keep going for.
A wife, a daughter, career. He had nothing left.
Being a detective wasn't just a career for Danny.
It's who he is. He hated unsolved cases.
He couldn't sleep if he thought justice hadn't been done.
Never mind sleep forever. He'd never be at peace.
Did he tell you that he spoke to her,
Christina, after she died?
He said he saw her
and she spoke back to him that night he killed Jackie.
No, he never said.
No, because he would've known you'd diagnose him
with psychosis. Poor man was having visions.
He was communing with the deceased, his little angel.
It makes perfect sense that he tried to be with her.
I tried to talk to her. I longed to see her.
Thought I heard her voice this morning.
Our mind plays all kinds of tricks on us to
help us deal with our loss.
That doesn't mean we're psychotic or suicidal.
It would've comforted Danny seeing her,
especially in here, might even have spurred him on.
Well, that's a nice sentiment. But with respect,
this place is for seriously ill criminals.
We may be private and over-spill from the beleaguered system,
but we're still a world away from your nice,
private clients who like to just cry it out.
Danny was my patient
and it is my professional opinion that he wanted to end his own life.
Danny was my husband,
and I know he didn't write that note.
Where's the pen and paper? You said he couldn't have anything.
Well, he must have just found a way.
Oh, like he found his way to the roof.
Did he really, or did someone take him up there,
push him off?
The same someone who wrote that note and planted it here.
I have no reason to believe that,
but I can see why you'd have a reason to not
want to accept the reality.
I don't think you know what reality is.
I think you turn a blind eye. Everyone hides things in here.
Oh.
Well, that just proves my case. Danny was unmedicated, unbalanced.
Or maybe he just wanted to have a clear head,
not get manipulated by you.
Or he'd overdose if
the jump failed. That's much more likely.
He kept hold of this when we split and he had nothing else.
He would never have left this behind.
Danny didn't jump and he didn't write that note.
There's no pen or paper.
That doesn't prove anything.
Except you just violated a crime scene in
an hysterical state.
Maybe you do need locking up for your own safety.
What are you hiding, Doctor? Enough!
Will you leave this room or do I need to call for assistance?
You know, I was impressed by how calmly you steered me through
the storm.
But then I noticed the itching and the sweating
and I realised anxiolysis. Twilight sedation.
Your dad had a bottle of brandy in his drawer.
Your hero, a high functioning alcoholic.
You have oxycodone,
just enough to take the edge off this thankless job,
but enough to get you in trouble if it was discovered.
Are you being blackmailed?
Only by you, it seems.
No. Someone's making you lie about Danny. Cover up what they did.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Oh, OK. Well, then I'll have to blackmail you.
You show me Danny's things before
the police get here or you will never work again.
Do you think Danny was right about Christina?
I just want to get on with my job.
Yeah, I didn't wanna know either.
That's why I didn't return any of your calls.
But it's our job to find out the truth.
When we hide from pain, we choose lies, and we're lost.
I think Danny was right, but it wasn't just Jackie.
It was bigger. That's why he had to be kept quiet.
That's why you have to keep quiet.
My client was meant to as part of his job,
but he couldn't. He needed to confess.
He wanted to be stopped.
I don't know if all these things are connected...
...but I have to find out.
It's up to you what you do.
Do you really believe that?
Do you think that we have a choice in any of this?
I'll see myself out. No...
Open the door.
Ah.
Let me out. Ah.
Help me.
Uh...
Can you let me out, please? Argh.
ALARM BEEPS HE LAUGHS
Help!
Stop!
Come here.
Back off, now.
SIRENS WAIL
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