01x05 - Episode 5

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Joan Barrie is alive.

Well, if Joan's alive,
whose body did we get rid of?

'Carol, get out of there!'

We found a buyer
for the house. Cash.

I don't have anywhere else to live.

What are you doing here?
This is my house.

You wouldn't want your kids
to go through something like that,

knowing that their mam's a m*rder*r.

Did Emily say anything
the other night?

She's a smart girl.
She knows how to keep a secret.

I can get you the money.
I just need time.

No. You'll pay me in full
by the end of this week.

Robert and Moira
were having an affair.

I know Robert better than you.

I'm moving back to Stable Row,
and I want you out!

Got a visitor, Robert.

Hello, Robert. Long time no see.

Joan.

You... You've changed your perfume.

Everything about me
has changed, Robert.

But... where have you been?

What a question.
And what have you been up to?

What was Neil doing in the river?

In the river? He...

He was in the freezer.
You listen to me.

You keep your mouth shut,
or I'll shut it for you.

Do I make myself clear?

Consider this a warning.

I mean, if she had nothing to hide,
why's she been hiding all this time?

Exactly, Carol.

Feel free to help me pack up,
why don't you?

I would, but my legs are...

We've got evidence on her,
sending all those fake postcards.

And all the time, she knew
he was lying in that freezer

like an old, forgotten fish finger.

Who does she think she is,

throwing accusations about
left, right and centre?

Coming back, spreading her muck.

I have aged better than her,
haven't I?

All to deflect
from her own dirty, dark deed.

Exactly.
This is what she does, Mam.

She'll say anything to get under
my skin, to wrong-foot me.

Get this. Do you know what she said?

She said you and Robert
had an affair.

She said what?

I mean, seriously...
as if he'd go for someone like you.

What do you mean, someone like me?

Well, you know.
You're a bit brassy for him.

"Brassy"?! I'm not brassy!

Get over yourself, Mother.

I tell you, she's come back
now that he's incapacitated.

Pin it all on Robert.
Well, I won't let her.

How do you know
they're not in it together?

Dan.

I've been thinking...
How can we trust Martha?

We only know what she's told us.

I am not talking
to that bloody woman.

Your mam again?
Yep.

Is that Uncle Neil's head?

Sorry. You shouldn't have seen that.
What were the marks?

Looked like a tattoo.
No, no, no.

It's a wound... where he was hit.

Wanted to be early!

Right, wish me luck.

I think I'm onto something.

They hit a dead end in Newcastle.

Taylor's gonna have to put me
back on the case.

Davina, I love her to bits, but,
you know, she's not the sharpest.

Well, bad luck, Davina.
It's dog eat dog out there.

Yeah, do you know what I mean?

Love you!

Love you.

- He's in the news, your uncle.
- That's embarrassing.

Do you even remember him?

I was only five.

I remember he smelt of liquorice.
I always hated liquorice.

You were only five
when your mum left?

Poor Sally.

Your whole world must have turned
upside down when she left you all.

I always felt like
it was because of me somehow.

Kids always think it's their fault.

We're making up for lost time.

I'm gonna move in with her.

Is that what you want?

To be honest,
I hardly even remember her.

Well, I think it's great.

Maybe I'll meet her
at the fundraiser.

You should wear this.
Yeah, you'd look smashing in it.

Grim. How could anyone do that?

Right in the eyeball.

Frostbite.
Can't get my head around that.

Why would he have frostbite?

Dumped from a fishing trawler,
tide was coming in?

"Lemon entry", my dear Watson.
"Lemon entry".

What, and he swam
the last bit upstream?

Morning, Sir.
Morning.

Close shave.

Davina, check when the interview
officer's arriving, can you?

The who?
To jog the memory of the brother.

Any DNA back on the scarf?
I'll check again.

Sir. You should know,
Joan Barrie's back in town.

At last. Someone who knew Neil
who's compos mentis.

Sir, er, just one more thing.

The markings
on the back of his head...

Do you know the Fibonacci code?

Yeah. The Dan Brown film?
No, no, no.

It's this mathematical sequence -
a pattern.

It's found in nature all the time.

It's in petals, fish scales,
pineapples, loads of things.

You think someone
chucked a pineapple at him?

No. I-I'm just saying,

the wooden plank or whatever it was
he got hit with...

it's got that pattern on it.

OK, Columbo.
Bring in the others, can you?

Carol.
What's going on?

I'm moving in.
You're early.

Not by my watch.

Well, I'm not ready,
so you'll have to bloody wait.

Moira.
Joan.

I'll wait in the car.

That face has seen more needles
than the bloody sewing bee.

I'm onto her, I am.

Oi!

"Rapid decomposition",
blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

Listen to this bit, Dav.

"Microscopic tissue damage,
unique chemical, SCHAD.

"Skin slippage"?

You know
how to get a lady going.

Carol?

Keys.

Howay, pet.

Ooh!

All right?
Aye.

I will be.

It's just, you know, considering...

you seem a bit different, pet,
that's all.

I'm not different.
Well, it just...

It seems, these days, like your mam
and you are thick as thieves.

I was the one you used
to tell your secrets to.

There aren't any secrets.

I don't know what she's told you...

About what?

I think I just appreciate her more
now I'm older.

She still drives me bonkers,
obviously. Obviously.

Look, Dad, I'd better go.

Some specialist policewoman's
coming to the home to see Robert.

Right.
Thanks for your help, though.

Right.

I'll always be a daddy's girl.
Aye, aye

You all right?

You don't know what folic acid
I should get my wife, do you?

They're all the same, mate.
Just... Just get the cheapest.

You're right. Costs a b*mb.
Aye.

How far gone's yours?


Same. Feel a bit overwhelmed.
It's my first time.

Try moving house at the same time.

Where you going?
Down south.

As his appropriate adult,

you do know he's entitled
to have a solicitor present?

No, we're all right.
Aren't we, Robert?

Yeah, we're all right.

Robert, I just want to ask you
a few things.

Do you know where you are?

Yes. I'm in my room.

With Carol.

That's right.

You don't have to answer anything
you don't want to, OK?

OK. Bye, then.

I want you to feel relaxed.

I'm gonna show you a few photos.

And I want us to go back in time
to when your kids were small.

To when there were no smartphones.

The children probably wanted
the Nintendo Wii for Christmas.

You and your wife
are living at Stable Row.

It's home.
That's right.

You're working at the pharmacy.

The kids are at the local school.

And then your brother Neil
comes to stay with you.

He's down on his luck.
Yes.

He stays with you for a while.

Forever.

Robert calls it his forever home.

I know he leaves with your wife...

...which must be
very distressing for you.

It's such a shock.

It's... It's a complete betrayal.

Cos Joan and I,
we did everything together.

Did he ever bring friends
to the house?

And when do you next see Neil?

In the dark room.
In a dark room?

What dark room?

Neil was a photographer.
He had a dark room in the house.

It's just wrong.

What's wrong, Robert?

Nobody had phones... back then.

It was all just dials
and curly wires.

And he would...

...beat us with the receiver...

...on the head, if we didn't...

...do what he said.

Then I got bigger, you know,
so I could thump him back,

but Neil was...

I had to look out for him.

To stop it.

He's sleeping.

We had a little breakthrough.
I can try again in a few days.

Does he often talk
about his childhood?

Only since the dementia.

Next time, I'll add a piece
of music or some sensual trigger.

You said his brother
was a photographer?

Maybe I'll bring some of that
pungent developing liquid.

Memory's such a visceral thing.
You'd be amazed.

Sorry, Sir...

What you all following me for?
I'm not the sodding k*ller. Get out!

You've got people to interview,
swabs to eliminate. Sir?

Yes, Dan. What do you want?
I think I've got something.

I took a peek
at the coroner's report.

Yeah, I saw that.

The body was frozen prior to being
in the water, which makes sense.

Yeah, but I think we're barking
up the wrong tree.

Which tree should we be barking up?

Sorry. Sir, still no luck
on the scarf DNA.

They've found several hairs, but
this person's never been arrested,

so they're not on the database.

Dammit.
Sir, regarding the SCHAD enzyme...

It looks like he's been frozen
for quite a long time. Yeah?

And then the bone analysis indicates
that the deceased was in his 40s

when he died, not 61, which is
what Neil Barrie should've been.

You saying we've got the wrong ID?
No.

I'm saying we're looking for
suspects in the wrong decade, Sir.

Scampi and chips,
just like the old days.

Shall I be Mother?

Your favourite.
Or maybe not any more.

And I got some of those lollies
you love.

Loved.

Kaden not coming?
He didn't respond.

I thought later we could
look through some old photographs

I found downstairs.

I picked out some.

Carol tells me you're a whizz
with make-up.

Yeah.

Well, you... you look smashing.

Someone said I've got lovely skin.

Is that a career
you'd like to pursue? Beauty?

I'm an influencer.

I've got over 400 followers.
Goodness!

That's a lot, if you imagine them
all lined up in a row.

I hear you have a boyfriend?

Lovely.

I'd like to meet him.

You must've really loved him, then?

What?

Uncle Neil.

I suppose so.

Was it all worth it?

Oi, oi!

You can't park here!

We can park wherever we like, love.
We're the police.

That's my house,
and you're spoiling my view.

Lived here a long time,
haven't you, Mrs Grainger?

Aye, since before you were
a twinkle in your dad's eye.

Do you remember Neil Barrie?

I'll tell you what I told the man
from The Herald.

Neil Barrie was a lovely man.

How so?
He was kind, he was polite.

Did some gardening for me once,
and he was smashing with the kids.

I was as shocked as anybody
when they gallivanted off.

Did you ever see him again
after they left?

I did not, no.

But, mind, I appreciated
the peace and quiet.

It was non-stop rowing next door.

Right, won't be too long.

Don't you look adorable?
Look at your lovely little outfit.

I should be getting back.
I'm helping at number 5.

Is that the nice young couple

with the little girl
a few doors down?

They've not been getting on.
Dear.

Sally... I want
us to start again.

A clean slate.

But I don't know what happened
on the dirty slate.

Can't you just tell us why you left?

Why do you always
have to talk in riddles?

Joan?

Would you mind having an
informal chat down at the station?

Ooh, it's very chilly today.

Weather's been...

I'm just going to, er...

I feel silly.

I know this seems...
But I just need to know.

Robert.

Do you remember the day Neil died?

It rained.

Joan?

Do you remember
what happened that day, Robert?

Yeah, I remember.

I come home from the pharmacy...

You let yourself in.
You come into the hall.

Where's the kids?

Joan?

Where am I, Robert?
Where do you find me?

No, whoa, whoa. What's the matter?
Why are you being all hysterical?

I... I can't understand
what you're saying.

Why? Why? What's in the cellar?

Let's go take a look. Let's go down.

Jesus Christ, Joan...

Jesus f*cking Christ!
What have you done?

His eye!

What the f*ck have you done
to Neil?!

It's OK. It's me. It's me.
No! No, don't...

Don't say that. Don't tell me that!

Darling, darling...
No! It's Carol.

It's Carol. It is OK.

My God.

OK, love. It's OK. It's OK.

It's OK.

My God!

Greatly appreciate you coming in

to help us with this informal chat,
Mrs Barrie.

How long did your relationship
with Neil Barrie last?

Not long.
Maybe two and a half years.

And when did you last see him?

At the airport in New Mexico.
He flew out sometime early in 2008.

And he would have been
what age then, early to mid-40s?

Yeah, around that. Did you do
a lot of travelling together?

I didn't like being in the UK,

knowing my children were here,
and I wasn't allowed to see them.

Whose idea was it
to go to South America?

Mine. I'd always dreamed
of seeing Peru, Chile, Colombia.

And did you stay in touch
with each other after the split? No.

Might he have come back
to see his brother?

I have no idea. Maybe.
They never really got on.

They had all sorts of scores
to settle.

Well, we know
she's the m*rder*r.

Yeah, all we need to do
is prove it.

I'll do upstairs, you do down.

But what am I looking for?
Anything that proves she's a liar!

What are you doing here?
Sally! You gave us both a fright.

We thought your mam was out.

Just, I left my charger
in the bedroom.

She's at the police station.

What for?

They came round asking if she'd mind
answering a few questions.

They came to her, did they?

You can't just
be letting yourself in.

Isn't your house any more, Carol.

No, you're absolutely right, Sally.
I won't be a sec!

Could you
take us through the day

that you left Stable Row?

Robert got back
from the pharmacy early.

He came upstairs.

He found us in bed together.
He caught us red-handed.

He went absolutely ballistic.
What did he do?

He started smashing up the room,
throwing things.

He called me all sorts of names -
"wh*re", "Jezebel".

Which was rich, coming from him.

And then he started whacking Neil.

I thought he was going to k*ll him -
k*ll us both -

and he said that he would
if we ever came back.

So he kicked you out there and then?
I just grabbed what I could.

Sorry, what did you mean,
"rich, coming from him"?

He was the one who couldn't keep
his fly zipped up,

carrying on with Moira Crottie
behind my back.

So, where did you and Neil go
when you left? Moira Crottie?

London.

Yes.

Would you mind giving us a DNA swab?

Er, I'm afraid I would mind.

I don't want to be
on anyone's database

in this age of AI,
breaches and botches.

If that's all...?

So, how's things with your fiance?

When do we get to meet him?
He doesn't like me telling people.

But, you know what, Moira?
I'm sick of keeping secrets.

I don't wanna be like my family -
like my mam, my dad.

Secrets just hurt people.

I don't know, pet.
I think the truth's overrated.

Have you got any biscuits?
What is she doing up there?

sh*t!

Carol?

What you doing?
I got it!

Right, we'll be off, Sally.

Mam, come on! We're going.

You know she's been following Sally
on Insta all this time?

She knows everything that's happened
in this family, Carol.

Which means she was bricking it

when she found out
the house was on the market.

She came back because of the body.
And we did her dirty work for her.

Well, she's been lying
about everything.

I found her old passport,
and guess what, Mother.?

What, Carol?

She never went to South America,
she never went to Mexico.

I took photos. We've got the proof.
Ee...

We're like Cagney and Lacey,
aren't we, Carol?

I'd be the... the glamourous one.

Thanks, Joan. Very helpful.
How is he?

Kaden?

He won't respond to me at all.
I can't get through to him.

I don't know what else I can try.
That's Kaden for you.

Doesn't trust you,
doesn't trust anyone.

Please, Dan.

Could you have a word?

I'll try.

Er, by the way, you might wanna
consider co-operating with the swab.

It doesn't look good if you don't.

- So, have we got to go?
- Emily's so excited.

Sally, what time's
the fundraiser tomorrow?

Sally?

Is everything OK?

Is Emily acting up?

She was giving me
such a guilt trip this morning.

Curse of the working mother.

At least she has a mother.
Course, yeah. So do you.

I don't think I like her.

I'm sure you'll get used to her.
I used to pretend that she was dead.

Don't leave, Patrick.

You see, if she was dead,
then it didn't hurt as much.

I used to tell people
that she'd died in a car crash.

Darling...
Please stop being so nice to me!

I can't bear
all the covering up any more.

Patrick... you tell her.

Tell me what?

I don't know
what she's talking about.

I'm really sorry, Anna, but...

...me and Patrick
have been having an affair.

What the f*ck?

Are you... Are you f*cking mental?!
For six months.

So, when would I have time
to do that?

Listen, love,

I didn't want to say anything
because it sounds so big-headed,

but I do think she's got
a bit of a thing for me.

She followed me home
the other night.

And I said
that she's been struggling.

Yeah, but, Sally,
you can't come in and tell lies.

All right? It's... It's unkind.

You told me you loved me.

Sally...

...I know you've been having
a difficult time,

but to come out
with this... Really?

Fine. Believe what you want.

I...

'Kaden, please stop
ignoring me. I want to see you.'

Hello!

Where have you been?

Went for a cheeky bevvy
with the divine Davina.

You're looking at a man
back on the case.

One day, if he plays his cards
right, he might be DCI Dan Evans.

Well, maybe you can start looking
into why Martha's been lying to us.

Saying that she's living
in some fancy estate

when she's shacked up with some
bloke who looks as dodgy as f*ck.

Just let it go, babe.
She's entitled to a private life.

I don't trust her,
and I don't trust him.

Why are you so happy, anyway?

Let's just say I was on it today.
On it like a car bonnet.

Er... we had your mam in.
She really wants to see you, Kay.

Where was she when
I really wanted to see her? I know.

Maybe just give her call,
say you're not ready or...

Wouldn't it be nice to have peace
in the family? For the baby?

Heads up -

DCI Taylor might wanna talk to you
and Sally about Neil.

What you remember
the day they left.

Well, tell him
not to waste his time.

Neither of us were even there.

Hey... You can't keep
pretending she's not back, love.

How did these fall into your hands?

They were dropped
through my letterbox.

And, look - signed "Neil and Joan".

Well, I know for a fact that Joan's
never set foot in South America.

How do you know for a fact?
Just check her travel history.

Don't you think it's a coincidence

that she washes up
at the same time as the body?

Well, thanks, Carol.
We'll look into that.

Why are you all so full of sh*t?!

Hello?

Kaden.

Don't you dare try
and worm your way back into my life

through my husband.

Kaden!
Don't!

Don't come near me.

This is not some f*cking
mother-son reunion.

Why don't you sit down?

I'll get you some water.
Are you hungry?

Kaden.

I'm so glad you came.

No! You don't get to cry.

You don't get to do that.

Why did you leave us?

What did we do?

I want you to know
that I've always loved you.

I've come back for you now.

Well, I don't love you.
And I don't want you back.

So you can stop
f*cking messaging me, OK?

How dare you... swan back in,
chuck your money about.

Where the f*ck were you
when we needed you?!

God, Kaden...

Not a day goes by
when I don't regret my whole life.

Please.

Please, forgive me.

She was five years old.

I know.
I was ten.

I know.
I needed my mam.

I used to sit in that room,
in the window,

just... waiting...
I would... I...

I wish you'd f*cking died.

Stay away from my family.

Dad, you knew Joan, right?
Years ago.

I did.
What was she like?

Always felt a bit sorry for her.

Why? Why would you
feel sorry for her?

She left her kids.
Men do that all the time, Carol.

Anyway, there's always more
to things than meets the eye.

What does that mean?

Dad, what are you not telling me?
Nothing!

Dad, look at me.

Is it true?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

My God, it's true, isn't it?

Mam and Robert, they had a thing.

Have you seen that one
over there in the stripes?

Matches the teacup!

Get me another cherry brandy,
will you, pet?

Bye, Moira!
I'll see you, Sandra.

Anything you want
to tell me, Mother?

Any tiny little thing
you might have forgotten to mention?

No, I don't think so.
Like you and Robert?

You don't want to be listening
to what Robert's saying.

He's lost his m...
Stop it, Mother. I know.

What's Dave been saying?
Don't even try it.

And now my head is spinning, Mother.

And it's making me wonder
all sorts of things.

See you next week.
See you later.

Bye.
Bye!

Martha! I got your message.

All right?

I've got that money.
Do you want a lift home?

All right.

That's lovely. Thanks so much.

Enjoy.
Have a nice day.

Er, sorry. Three.
Well, two and a half.

OK, thanks.

Patrick, Sally's here.
I think we should go.

We've got nothing to be ashamed of.
Come on.

Let's hope she doesn't see us.

No way! Cakes. We got cakes!

Vinyl. Great!

Anna.

Sally!
Emily, go find the toys.

Patrick, you know it's true.
I'm not a liar.

We love each other.
God!

Wait... I-I can prove it!

We've had enough of your bollocks.

Take your f*cking fantasy
somewhere else.

Sorry.

Thank you.

sh*t.

Schoolgirl error.

Sir.

Sir!

You're not gonna believe this.

Kaden, what you doing?
You're going past my house.

We need to have
a little chat, Martha.

About you leaving with my baby.
You're scaring me, Kaden.

And you're scaring me.

Give us that!

Can't I pee in peace?

Listen, Carol, it was just a fling.

Me and your dad, we were...

...going through
a rough patch, and...

...Robert was miserable
with moaning old Joan.

He loathed her.

And, well, we just sought
a bit of comfort in one other.

But then, later, when I saw
how in love you and Robert were,

I just couldn't say anything,
could I?

Kaden, I want my phone back.

Why are we stopping?

Thought you'd pull one over on us,
didn't you?

Disappear?
What is wrong with you?!

Take our money, take our baby...

We weren't gonna trick you!
...and bugger off down south?!

We're moving! Agh!
What's the matter with you?

Don't you dare try and
pretend that... My God, no.

No.

Agh!
No!

For God's sake!
Martha, deep breaths.

Carol...
Just leave me alone, Mother.

That's cool.
Hey, darling, do you want a drink?

Yeah, but not right now.

'Well, fancy finding you in here,

'you little bundle of gorgeousness.

'Ooh... by any chance?'

Please, God,
I can't do this! Not in the car!

MARTHA WAILS Stuff it back in!
Keep it in there!

Jesus Christ!

Siri, help me. Ring Dan.

Do it!

'Ring Dang Doo
is a song recorded

'by Sam The Sham & The Pharaohs
in 1965.'

This is all my fault.
I am so sorry, Martha.

I'm gonna get help.

'Patrick!'
PATRICK: 'Sally!'

'sh*t the bed!

'Sally! My...'

We're going home, Emily.

'yes!'
No, Anna... No, Anna... No.

'Sally! Sally! '

Anna... Anna, just one sec!

'God! Sally!''...'

'''... Patrick!'

Sally!
He said he loved me.

Come on, love.
Sally...

Excuse me! Hiya.
Can you help me, please?

Can you go round the other side?
Yeah...

She's not due
for another few months.

Come on.

Sit in! Can you take her in?
Her name's Martha.

All right, calm down.
Deep breaths now.

Deep breaths.

sh*t, sh*t, sh*t!

God, no!

No.

There she is. Do the honours, Dan.

Stay where you are.
Nobody leaves.

Sorry to do this, Carol,
but... Moira Crottie,

I'm arresting you on suspicion
of the m*rder of Neil Barrie.

You do not have to say anything,
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.

Dave, do something.

You've got the wrong person, Dan.
Mind your head.