03x06 - Devices.and.Desires-Part.2

[bunniefuu]

♪ ♪

[camera shutter]

You said you know who he is.

Simon Shelton.

His mum used to
clean for us when

we first took this place on.

I'm going back 15 years, yeah?

She used to bring him with her.

Right scruffy wee thing he was.

Always dirty.

Doris used to feed him because
he was always starving.

So he arrived yesterday?

Around 5:00?

I couldn't place him at first,
but then he said his name,

and it clicked.

He never let on he knew
us and we didn't push it.

He asked for a room.

I said no at first
because of the dog.

But Doris said she
thought it'd be okay.

He paid in cash, and up he went.

That was the last we saw of him
until the dogs started kicking

off, and I went up there.

What time did you enter
the room, Mr. Jessup?

Quarter to 9:00,
something like that.

I read the note.

Christ.

Was he disguising himself?

Is that how he was doing it?

Do you know if
Shelton lived locally?

I'm not sure.

I haven't seen him in
years, but I'm pretty

sure his mum's still about.

What's the mother's name?

Lil.

L-I-L.

[ominous music]

Mrs. Shelton, it's the police.

[tv chatter, flies buzzing]

[door closes]

[flies buzzing]

Mrs. Shelton?

[ominous music]

[tv chatter, flies buzzing]

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Oh, no.

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The tires on his van are a match

with our tracks in the layby.

The dog lead found with his body

is an exact match with the
marks on the victim's necks.

And in his letter, he confesses
to the murders of three women.

We are certain that
Simon Shelton is our man.

Yes.

Now, we'll wait for
the post-mortems.

But it's likely he k*lled his
mother two to three weeks ago.

No reason to doubt
he took his own life.

We think he chose The
Hero because he was shown

kindness there as a child.

There was 5 pounds
in the note he left

and an apology to the Jessups.

The Ls almost certainly
refer to the mother's name.

So these were in
fact random killings

not connected to
Larkskill Power Station.

I'm about to make a
statement to the press.

Well done, all of you.

[applause]

[ominous music building]

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Cause of death, almost
certainly strangulation.

But this time, I'd say
it happened from behind.

I'll be able to confirm that.

Time of death yesterday,
between 9:00 PM and midnight.

She told me she always
swam after watching

the headlines at night.

That fits then.

The Whistler was dead by then.

[ticking]

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[ominous music]

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Was it the Whistler?

We aren't able to
say at this stage.

Had he cut her face?

Christ.

Oh, God.

We'll need her personnel
file, Dr. Mayer.

Do you know who
her next of kin is?

Um... an aunt in
Wales, I think.

[buzzer]

Would you feel able to
identify Hilary's body?

Uh, no.

Uh, no.

No, I don't think
I could do that.

How long had you and
Hilary been together?

Uh, it's over two years now.

There seemed to be a great
deal of tension between you

whenever I saw you together.

Is that fair?

Can you explain
the cause of that?

She wanted more commitment.

She wanted to move to London
with me if I got the top job.

Marriage, perhaps.

I wasn't... I wasn't sure.

How is this relevant?

[somber music]

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It was in her handbag.

I also found
reference in her diary

to her attending a private
clinic in Tunbridge.

Yes, she was pregnant briefly.

We both knew it wasn't the
right thing for us, so we...

yeah.

What time did you find
out the Whistler was dead,

Dr. Mayer?

Why?

Alice called me here.

I was working until
about 10:30 last night.

She rang around 10:00 and
told me that George Jessup

from the Hero had called her.

God, she also told me that
Hilary had a huge row yesterday

evening with Neil Pascoe.

Charlotte?

I'm afraid... I'm afraid
Ms. Robarts has died.

But m*rder*d.

If you could get
her file, please.

We'll be setting up
interviews again.

I'm very sorry, Dr. Mayer.

[ominous music]

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I will identify her.

Sorry.

Last body I saw was my
father's when I was a child.

So...

Understood.

I'll have Pascoe brought
in and get someone to check

Mayer's alibi with security.

And let's get an
alibi from Fleet.

I'll speak to Alice myself.

Our k*ller knew something
of the Whistler's MO.

We know for a fact that
Fleet described what

he saw to both the Mayers.

And I hate to say it,
sir, but we can't know

that one of the team hasn't
talked at some point.

Would the k*ller really risk it?

You're confident in the detail.

It's only hearsay.

So you can sleep safe
in your bed, Ms. Mayer.

Bye, then.

Oh, and tell everyone you see.

[click]

I just checked
with Mr. Jessup.

He says he left the message
around 20 past 9:00.

Yes, that sounds right.

I was in the bath and picked
it up soon afterwards.

You didn't call your
brother until 10:00?

No, I was expecting
him home any moment.

When he didn't come,
I decided to call.

Alex says that when you called,

you also told him about a
row you witnessed yesterday

evening between Hilary
and Neil Pascoe.

Yes.

No, um... I was out walking.

When I heard raised voices, I
ran down there and Hilary was...

so angry, so upset.

It was Pascoe and that
girl he lives with.

It was obviously
something about, um...

about this.

They were all so angry.

I tried to get
Hilary to come away.

They almost came to
blows, her and the girl.

I'll need you to
make a statement.

What did you think of Hilary?

[tense music]

I noticed the strain in the
atmosphere the other night.

She was in one of her
dangerous moods that night.

Honestly, I... I
wasn't sure about her.

She could be abrasive.

But I admired her, how
uncompromising she was.

Fierce.

When she wanted something,
she set out to get it.

Like moving to London with Alex?

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Yes.

I told him to wait
until he knew he had

the job to make a decision.

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But I think he was conflicted.

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She was angry and aggressive.

I held my own.

Then she left.

I didn't like her.

I hated what she stood for.

But she's a fellow human being.

Wouldn't wish that sort
of death on anyone.

What sort of death?

Being m*rder*d by a maniac.

It's all around the headland.

When did you hear the
Whistler was dead?

Heard you on the
radio this morning.

Why?

And after the row, what then?

Nothing.

I had a beer.

I calmed down.

I made some food with Amy.

And then... yeah, we were in
for the rest of the night.

How do you make a
living, Mr. Pascoe?

I'm doing a doctorate,
so I get a small grant

and do some gardening
jobs in the summer.

Do you own the caravan?

Yeah.

I paid a pittance to
the landowner for it.

So if Hilary Robarts had sued,

you would have lost your home?

Probably.

And there was Amy and
the baby to think about.

We would have survived.

There's more important
things than money, especially

when there's a
massive threat to life

sat there on the headland.

No one's gonna be talking
about money when they're

dying of radiation sickness.

Why are you interviewing me?

You don't think this is
the Whistler, do you?

She was being a nasty b*tch,
shouting, getting in our faces,

scaring the hell out of Timmy.

She said she was gonna sue
Neil, said she was gonna

have the caravan knocked down.

So, yeah, I told
her to piss off.

Why wouldn't I?

A witness says you
almost came to blows.

Posh women from the
fancy house, was it?

Well, I guess she'd tell tales.

We didn't come to
blows, but if we had,

Robarts would have deserved it.

You're a member of People
Against Nuclear, is that right?

Your name is on the
membership list.

Yeah.

Is that how you
met Mr. Pascoe?

No.

But he asked me
to join, so I did.

If he says
Larkskill's dangerous,

I'm gonna believe him
over you lot any day.

Who is "you lot"?

You lot, all of
you, powers that be.

I dunno.

I dunno anything about it.

So how did you meet?

I met him on the beach.

I'd left London.

I wanted somewhere Timmy could
have some space, run around.

Got on the first
train to the seaside.

There was nowhere in
town I could afford.

Thought we'd have to go back.

But I got talking to
Neil, and he said we could

stay in the caravan for a bit.

He's a good man.

So whatever you
think he's done...

When did you find out the
Whistler was dead, Ms. Camm?

[beeping]

[knocks]

Are you all right?

It's awful about Ms. Robarts.

Why are the police back?

Listen.

The police are going to
interview me this afternoon

because I worked with Hilary.

I'm going to say I was
with you yesterday evening

and all night at my place.

I need you to say
the same thing.

Everyone knows that Hilary
and I didn't get on.

Well, I didn't know that.

Well, no one gossips in front
of you because you're too nice.

But we didn't get on, and,
well, someone will say that.

So it's just easier if I
can give them a solid alibi.

No one's gonna think you
were involved in m*rder.

So if they ask,
we were together.

Everything that happened
the night before last,

that memorable night, yes?

Just say it happened last night.

But not the restaurant.

They can check that.

I can't lie to the
police, Charlotte.

No.

You can go to prison for that.

This is making me extremely
anxious and extremely unhappy.

I thought you'd want
to save me from that.

But if you're too scared.

Charlotte, wait.

Wait.

[tense music]

We've requested a warrant
to search the caravan.

Christ, you're actually
gonna try and pin this on me?

I think you can see it
from our point of view.

You and Amy Camm had a bitter
row with Hilary Robarts, a row

which almost turned violent.

No, it wasn't violent.

She tells you she's
going to sue you,

which would have meant not
only the loss of your home,

but most likely the end
of your organization,

which you do care about.

You and Amy were two of the
last people to see her alive.

I imagine you knew that
she swam every evening

at around the same time.

Or do you never walk
on the headland?

Did either of you go
out yesterday evening?

For 10, 20 minutes, even?

No.

You sure about that?

Did Amy go out?

No.

How much do you
know about Amy Camm?

She tells me you're
not a couple.

We're not.

We've lived together
over a year,

so I'd say I know
her quite well.

Amy's just an ordinary girl.

Well, not to me, she's not.

She's...

Amy couldn't hurt a fly.

Literally, she can't.

All she cares about is Timmy.

What do you know
about her background?

I know her mother's
boyfriend kicked

her out when she got pregnant.

I know she lived in
a squat in London.

She's had a hard time.

Pretty clear Camm did
go out, and alone.

Did we check her out when
we looked into the pandas?

Well, would've done.

Would have been flagged
if she had previous.

There's something off about her.

In what way?

She claims only to have joined
PAN because Pascoe asked

her to, but there's a
naive sort of class-w*r

edge to the way she talks.

She could have picked
that up from Pascoe.

She's political.

She's not just an average
single mum from London,

so why pretend she is?

I've got clear motive,
clear opportunity.

But if the search
turns up nothing,

I think we'll have
to release them.

Can we organize surveillance
on both of them?

I know it's a big call, but...

Let's do it.

[laughter]

Hi.

I said it.

I said what you said to say.

I owe you a drink.

You'll get your
proper reward later.

Let me.

Half lager?

Yes, thanks.

Hi.

Can I get a half lager
and a lemonade, please?

[laughter, chatter]

My parents.

It's nice.

I didn't know your
dad was military.

Yes.

That was taken in Germany.

Father was stationed
there for a while.

I liked it.

Was actually there long
enough to make friends.

I lived in nine different houses

and four different
countries growing up.

Gosh.

Are they still alive?

Yes, enjoying retirement.

Have you told them about me?

Not yet.

- Here you go.
- Thanks.

Thank you.

Where actually were
you last night?

[ominous music]

At home.

I told you that.

I don't think you did.

Because I was thinking I did
actually phone you around 8:00,

but you didn't pick up.

Right.

Yes, I went for a quick walk.

Are you... are you asking
if I k*lled Hilary Robarts?

No.

No, of course not.

But you weren't out with
someone else, were you?

I mean, you're not
dating someone else?

Because...

Why on earth would I do
that when I have you?

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Oh.

Two minutes, if you don't mind.

How are you both?

Would you like a drink?

A tea, or a...

I wanted to ask Dr. Mayer
if you know what Hilary

might have used this key for.

It was on the band around her
wrist along with her door keys,

so it must have held
some importance.

[clears throat]

No, I've...

I've never seen it.

Looks like a key to
a safety deposit box.

Yes, that's what I thought.

- Do you know if she had one?
- No, I don't.

I mean, I don't think so.

I don't know why
she would need one.

[suspenseful music]

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Okay, thanks.

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We know you're only
doing your job, Adam.

We want to know who k*lled
her as much as you do.

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[tense music]

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Boss.

DS Jones just radioed in.

Says Camm was walking her
kid and took a detour up to

the graveyard on the headland.

Wasn't there two
minutes, then came out.

Could have been
disposing of something.

- Okay.
- Get back to her.

Tell her to stay on Camm.

I'll check it out.

[suspenseful music]

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Was the pushchair searched
along with the caravan?

I'm not sure.

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Sir.

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Anyone could have left it.

Children playing a game, maybe?

Looks too clean for that.

It's not a child's handwriting.

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Sir.

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[unsettling music]

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Who do we have inside?

DI Arnold, DS Briggs.

After the interviews,
I suppose we're

ruling out anything personal
between her and Amy Camm.

Camm did say she doesn't
sleep with Pascoe.

Why keep it secret?

Why communicate in that way?

Would MI5 definitely have
told you if they were theirs?

I think they'd have been
on the phone screaming

as soon as we pulled Camm in.

Maybe they're working
for someone else.

God.

What is this?

Charlotte Tyson's alibi for
the time of Hilary's death

is a man called Jonathan Reeves.

He seems to be her boyfriend,
also works at Larkskill

in the engineering department.

One woman works at Larkskill
and dates a nuclear engineer.

One woman turns
up out of nowhere

and befriends an
anti-nuclear campaigner.

[knocks]

Sorry.

But the background
check, there's a problem.

The only Charlotte Adele Tyson
with the right date of birth

died in Germany, age 14.

She was the daughter of
a British Army captain.

She changed identity.

Here you go.

Thank you.

[typewriter clacking]

Whose file was that?

[suspenseful music]

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I think we're being watched.

Could be wrong, but I think
there's someone over there.

This carries on, I'm
going to the press.

No, I need to go out for
an hour this evening.

Can you watch Timmy?

Sorry.

This will be the last time.

I, um...

I don't want them to follow me.

[emotional music]

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[machine whirring]

[typewriter clacking]

[thuds]

She's known to
security services.

Her real name is Abigail
Frankham, daughter of an army

officer who served in
Germany at the same time

as Charlotte Tyson's father.

Age 19, Frankham was recruited
in Berlin by an anarchist group

known as Revolutionary Cells.

That's the group behind
the spate of car bombings

in Frankfurt and Rome,
also behind the plane

hijacking last year.

Do we bring her in?

Decision pending.

Get on to DI Arnold, please.

We need to know exactly
where she is at all times.

And let's have a firearms
unit standing by.

[typewriter clacking]

Know where Charlotte is?

Excuse me, Dr. Mayer.

I'm looking for Ms. Tyson.

I think she must have
left for the night.

But her car's still here.

Well, she must still
be around, then.

sh*t.

Who's that over there?

- Okay, good.
- Thank you.

Okay.

We're bringing her in.

She left early, but
not in her own car.

Arnold's at the
security gate now.

She took a lift with one
of the other secretaries.

- She knows.
- Is the boyfriend still there?

Is Reeves still in the building?

Left 22 minutes later.

Get his car details.

Put out descriptions
of both of them.

Let's get armed
officers to her house.

And we bring Camm in.

Could you give me the
details of the car?

[knocks]

[knocks]

We need to see Amy Camm, now.

Sorry, she's not here.

Just send her out.

She's not here.

Hey!

[tense music]

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Repeat, do not approach.

Tell them to await backup.

Over.

Patrol just spotted someone
matching Reeves' description.

Top of the track that
leads to Larkskill Marina.

Could they have a boat?

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- Were you followed?
- I gave him the slip.

Get on.

No. no, I...

I only came here to tell you...

Get on!

Charlotte!

What's going on?

What the hell are
you doing here?

Go home!

Whose boat is that?

Hello, I'm
Charlotte's boyfriend.

Who are you?

She's with me.

And I'm with her.

Amy's the reason
I'm in Larkskill.

You were just a cover, idiot.

For all the prudes and
the weirdos who get

turned on by it.

Get on.

It's not true.

Why are you saying that?

Piss off home and look at
yourself in the mirror.

Ask yourself if I ever
would have wanted you.

[scoffs]

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Charlotte!

Charlotte!

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Charlotte Tyson, where is she?

She's gone.

- Out there.
- When?

How long ago?

About half an hour.

Alert the Coast Guard.

She was with a woman.

- Said she was her girlfriend.
- What woman?

What did she look like?

She's called Amy.

Why are we here?

You can just tell me what
the f*ck's going on now.

Why did you tell those lies?

Charlotte!

Should have worn
something warmer.

Tell me what's going on.

Put it on.

I had to instigate emergency
procedure because of you.

We wait here, and
they're sending someone.

- What are you talking about?
- No way. I'm not leaving Timmy.

You should have
thought about that

before you let him
k*ll Hilary Robarts.

The whole station is
crawling with police.

- But he didn't k*ll her.
- You mean Pascoe?

You were supposed
to be watching him.

I thought you k*lled her.

Why the hell would I do that?

I thought she must
have been on to you.

Well, the police are on
to us, and that's a fact.

Did you leave it the usual
way around, the postcard?

Yeah.

Because it was the wrong way
around when I picked it up.

They're watching me, and
they're watching you.

You've endangered this whole op.

Do you realize how many people,
how many years of planning

and exposure and sacrifice...

You said I'd never
have to leave Timmy!

You won't do this to me.

You said it was all about
people like me and Timmy.

Oh, shut up.

He's one boy.

The biggest con of all.

Look after your own, make
your own little family

and don't look up.

Don't look up at half the world
that's trampled and crushed

and used by the
shitty selfish system

we're forced to live under.

He's my son!

He's my child!

Christ, what don't
you get about that?

Quiet!

[clicking]

Charlotte, stop it.

Stop it.

Stay still.

Please, let's just go.

You know, drop me
off along the coast.

I'll... I'll get Timmy,
and I'll disappear.

I swear to you.

God.

Oh, God.

What... what will
they do with us?

They'll get us to
Germany, new IDs.

They'll reassign us.

They'll k*ll us.

If they're anything like
you, they don't want us.

Why... why would they reassign
us when we screwed this up?

Charlotte, think about it!

Charlotte.

Charlotte!

Charlotte.

Charlotte, please!

[somber music]

♪ ♪

Adam.

Sir.

Dr. Mayer's soon to step into
his new role, nuclear supremo.

So he has clearance,
and we've briefed him.

Please, sit.

We need to thank you.

We've been liaising with
our allies on the continent.

The RC group was planning
a coordinated seizure

of Larkskill and a nuclear
facility near Hamburg.

Their whole op's been blown.

What was the plan?

Demand money prisoner
release, instill terror

to the whole region.

There's nothing quite like the
threat of thousands of deaths

to destabilize a system.

We believe Frankham, a.k.a.

Tyson, had been gathering
intel since she started

at Larkskill three years ago.

Camm was most likely
recruited by her in London

as a runner and to infiltrate
the anti-nuclear group.

We can only assume
Hilary Robarts

was unlucky enough
to discover something

of Tyson's activities.

Did Hilary say anything
about this to you?

Oh, no.

No, no, she didn't.

There's a wealth
of circumstantial

for them k*lling Robarts.

There's no evidence
that either of them

knew about the
Whistler's methods.

It's enough, Adam.

Needless to say,
none of this gets

into the public domain, the
idea of nuclear facilities

as magnets for t*rrorists.

Luckily, the women left us
the gift of our cover story.

They were lovers.

They k*lled Robarts because
of the row, took to the water,

and drowned when their boat
was involved in a collision.

And the b*ll*ts in their heads?

We've already spoken
to your pathology team.

That information will
never see the light of day.

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

Are you going to talk to them?

About the baby.

First thing tomorrow.

I really am glad...

that you found the right man.

How about you?

Anyone?

How long is it since
you lost your wife?

Nearly five years.

[somber music]

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I suppose it's the guilt.
That keeps me from...

♪ ♪

You mean survivor's guilt.

I don't know.

She wouldn't have been
having the child, our child,

if it wasn't for me.

♪ ♪

I don't think she'd want
you to feel like that.

I don't think any woman would.

Do you remember you told
me once, your arrival

into people's lives brings
sadness and destruction?

I wasn't sure what
to say at the time,

but it's the wrong
way of looking at it.

It's an odd way, actually.

The sadness and destruction
are already there.

You can't control everything or
be responsible for everything.

I think you need to
give yourself a break.

♪ ♪

Sorry, but there's
someone here for you.

[tense music]

Dr. Gledhill.

Are you all right?

Yes.

We need to speak to you.

I was in the station
alone, and Hilary came in.

I was a bit of a mess that night

and I blurted it all out
about Dr. Mayer's error

in our research, about his
refusal to halt publication.

I gave her a summary, I'd
written for safekeeping.

I watched her lock it in there.

♪ ♪

Mayer's error renders all the
findings inaccurate and unsafe.

She told me she wouldn't
tell him I'd talked,

but he started leaving
messages and...

You should never
have trusted her.

I'm sure Mayer intends
to put it right.

Yes, now that he's
secured the top job.

♪ ♪

DCI Miskin, how can I help?

Dr. Toby Gledhill's
been found.

Is he all right?

Yes.

Well, thank God for that.

Finally, some good news.

[unzipping bag]

He led us to this, in a strong
box in Hilary's cottage.

Right.

He told you about
the error, I take it.

Well, as I said to
Dr. Gledhill, when we first

noticed the error, I
simply wanted more time

to go over our findings.

And in the meantime,
you published it,

knowing it contained,
to quote Dr. Gledhill,

"a catastrophic error."

Hilary was using this to
manipulate you, wasn't she?

She wasn't only
asking for commitment,

she was demanding it.

And if she had chosen
to tell the authorities

about your coverup...

It wasn't a coverup.

Then your credibility
would have been shot.

And no one in the industry
would ever trust you again.

What is your point exactly?

In case you've
forgotten, I was here

at my desk in sight of security
when Hilary was m*rder*d.

And I assume you've been
briefed about the actual facts

of her m*rder.

Or are you too junior for that?

We know you were here.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

Where's Commander Dalgliesh?

♪ ♪

Where is Commander Dalgliesh?

Come in.

I assume you'll be
heading off soon.

I'll be in London more often now

that Alex is gonna be there.

I'm sure we'll run into each
other sometimes at events.

Can we sit down?

Of course.

What is it?

You have a very
disconcerting gaze.

I paid a visit to
Hilary's bank branch

this afternoon in Dover.

I was interested to know if
anyone had inquired about a...

a safety deposit box
held in her name.

It turned out
someone had been in,

claiming to be Hilary with
some sort of proof of address.

This person, a woman obviously,
claimed to have lost the key

and asked for access to the box.

She left quickly when
the cashier told her

there was no box in that day.

The cashier confirmed
the person was you.

I was just trying
to help you out.

You asked whether Hilary had...

Don't lie to me, please.

When did you realize Hilary
was blackmailing Alex?

The morning after
the dinner party.

Hilary had gone home to change.

I'd seen enough to know
that something really wrong

was going on, and I
asked him for the truth.

He would have flagged
up the error in the

research eventually.

You know that.

In fact, one could
say that he was acting

for the best in
delaying because he

is the right and only
person for that job.

And he'll make an enormous
difference to this country.

It was unethical and dangerous.

Well, she certainly
made him think so.

It was revenge on her part,
I think, rather than any sort

of love or possessiveness.

Because he told her he
didn't want their child.

Rightly.

Perhaps it sent
her a little mad.

Still no excuse.

When did you decide to k*ll her?

Later that day.

[grim music]

I decided alone.

I acted alone.

Alex knows nothing.

♪ ♪

I can show you where I
disposed of the knife

I used to cut her face.

♪ ♪

I actually enjoyed
it, k*lling her.

♪ ♪

It wrenched my heart watching
her humiliate him exactly

the way our father used to do.

♪ ♪

He was vile to Alex.

I didn't realize that.

Not quite the story
in the memoir.

♪ ♪

He was vile to me, too.

♪ ♪

In a very different way.

He wanted something from
me, his pretty little girl.

♪ ♪

I owed Alex a death.

What do you mean?

I have this dream sometimes,
where I'm in the bushes

next to my father's
bleeding body.

♪ ♪

And Alex runs up and
sees, dear sweet Alex.

And he ought to go and raise
the alarm, but he doesn't.

He... he holds my hand.

♪ ♪

And we watch until...

all the blood is out and
there's no more breath.

♪ ♪

It's a peaceful dream.

♪ ♪

I'm going to have to arrest you.

You know that, Alice.

It's fine.

[somber music]

♪ ♪

[car drives off]

You'll keep me posted about...

Of course.

Not gonna let it
derail my career.

I'll be back as
soon as I can be.

Kate, don't wish a
moment of it away.

Nothing more precious.

[somber music]

♪ ♪

[laughter, chatter]

♪ ♪

Good evening.

Can I just take your name, sir?

I'm not on the list.

I was hoping Dr. Lavenham
might vouch for me.

♪ ♪

You're here.

I hope that's all right.

♪ ♪

It's more than all right.

Let me introduce you.

♪ ♪

[somber music]

♪ ♪