01x05 - Episode 5

[bunniefuu]

The night you met Sophie Madsen,

you said she was in a car
with a man.

Everything all right?
I'm just driving her home, officer.

I haven't told you about
the group chat.

The messages they share about women,

the crime scene pictures,
jokes about r*pe.

RADIO CRACKLES That sound.

I've got no idea what it is.
It's a police radio.

'Sophie Madsen was with a
police officer when she was k*lled.'

The papers in her bag,
what were they?

I don't know.
She grabbed them before I could see.

Maybe it was evidence,
something she was gonna show Tom.

Something maybe she might have...
Printed out?

Do you ever think the jokes
at Wakestead go too far?

The women here at Wakestead
are a part of my team,

the same as the lads.

'You wanna know
where I draw the line?

'It's around my team.'

Why'd you leave?

Sometimes you just know
when it's time to move on.

I came in to file a report
about domestic abuse,

a few weeks later,
someone sent me a message.

I went to your police station
cos a guy hit me.

And then a few weeks later,

I get a message from someone
claiming to be a detective.

We were supposed to meet at a bar.

I don't remember
what happened till after that.

An anonymous call says
there's something on this property

related to Sophie Madsen's m*rder.

Found something.

One of the pictures that Sophie had
is of Amber Dodds.

'Amber Dodds was r*ped and k*lled
by someone at Wakestead.'

I put an innocent man in prison.

Hey, guys. Get ready with me,
ice-skating competition edition.

Ice skating is a sport,

so doesn't make-up demean
and sexualise athletes?

And to that, I say...

MUSIC DROWNS OUT SPEECH

Morning.
Morning, my little superstar.

HE CHUCKLES What?

Oh, don't be nervous.
You always do well.

Unless me being nervous is part of
why I do well, like it's my process.

Hmm. That's very deep.

Thanks.
Bye.

See you.

Oh, Soph?

You'll smash it.
Thanks, Dad.

CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYS,
APPLAUSE

SHE EXHALES

APPLAUSE

SHE GROANS

SHE EXHALES

APPLAUSE

The double was a stretch.
We both knew that.

Oh, well,
I've landed it in practice.

Not consistently.
We'll keep working on it, right?

We'll get you there.
And what if I don't get there?

I will get you there, all right?

I'll make it my personal mission.

Thank you.

Your mum and dad here?

Mum had to work,
so Dad's gonna come and pick me up.

Give him a ring. Tell him
I don't mind driving you home.

OK.

KNOCK ON WINDOW

SHE BREATHES HEAVILY

SHE BREATHES SHAKILY

Hey. Sophie, what's going on?

Sophie! Where are you going?

Yeah, I'll only be a minute!

OK. What the actual f*ck?

I told my mum
I wanted to be left alone.

Yeah, I know.
And she told me the same.

SOPHIE CRIES Hey.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.
SOPHIE SNIFFLES

Look, Sophie, please, just...
just tell me what's happened.

Coach Frasier fancies me.

What?

He touched me in his car
after the competition.

It was so f*cked up.

I told him no, obviously.
I mean, I'm 16. It's so...

But then he... he drove me home,

and he told me I shouldn't be
on the team any more.

Like, I don't know what to do.

Like, what,
am I just supposed to not skate?

OK, come here. Come here.
SOPHIE SOBS

I'm so sorry.

SOPHIE SOBS

I'm so, so sorry, Sophie.
It's not your fault, Chloe.

No.

No, and it's not your fault
either, OK?

OK, Sophie,
you need to tell someone.

SIREN WAILS

After you.

Take a seat.

Whoa! Ooh! Ooh! Sorry.
Sorry! Sorry!

Are you all right?
Er, yeah.

Are you sure?
Yeah.

OK, well, if you need anything,
I'm happy to help.

We're always here if you need us.
Hello, mate.

I've got to go.

CHLOE: 'Have you told your parents
what happened?'

PHONE SWOOSHES No, they'd k*ll me

for going to the police
without talking to them first.

PHONE SWOOSHES

PHONE CHIMES

PHONE CHIMES

PHONE CHIMES

PHONE CHIMES

PHONE CHIMES

SHE EXHALES

SHE GROANS AND PANTS

PHONE CHIMES

PHONE CHIMES

LAUGHTER,
CHATTER

EMMA: These photos
were in her printer history, Tom.

Where did she even get them from?

Whoever these photos belonged to
must have k*lled Sophie as well.

Did you hear me?
Yeah.

'Vogel didn't k*ll Amber Dodds.'

Yeah, but we don't know that.

Tom, I'm looking at the evidence.

'Yeah, but we don't know for sure.'
I know what I'm looking at.

All right, fine,
but then who the f*ck cares?

I care.

'Look, I love a lot of things
about you,

'and one of them is that
the importance of right and wrong

'is embedded in who are,
but deep down inside,

'you know that sometimes
you need to bend the rules.'

SHE SIGHS

Do you think men
should serve life sentences

for violent sexual offences?

Yes.
'Does it ever happen?'

No.

'Is Stanley Vogel
guilty of multiple r*pes?'

Yeah.
'And where is he right now?'

He's in prison.

'So, what is the problem?'

There isn't one.

'Emma, I've got to go.
I'll... I'll call you back.'

SHE EXHALES

QUIET CHATTER

What the f*ck is that?

It's a mobile phone, Tom,

and it looks like
the same make and model

as the burner we found
on Sophie Madsen...

doesn't it?

She used to like these yoghurts.

Always had them after practice.

There's still a few in the fridge,
but they're starting to, erm...

Should throw them out, really.

But I can't do it...

because it hit me that she...

That's just the first thing, right?

Did he do it - Tom Radley?

Did he k*ll my little girl?

Sir, I am doing everything
within my power

to get you and your wife
the answers you deserve.

I promise.

Oh, f*ck.

SHE EXHALES

DOOR CLOSES

Are you all right?

Fine.

We were right.
These came out of their printer.

They're trophy shots.
The women appear unconscious.

So it's probably just, erm...

f*ck.

That's Kacy Denson.

Her face is clear enough

that Sophie maybe could have done
a reverse image search

and found her online.

I recognise her too.
I've met them both.

This is Marissa Andrei,
the other woman who I spoke to.

And these were the only two?

Yeah.

So, this is the evidence
Sophie had about a Wakestead copper,

what he was doing to women.

How did she get ahold of these?

Well, at first,
I thought they were digital -

that someone sent them to her,
and she downloaded them.

But then I noticed this.

It's white around the edge.
I think they're polaroids.

What, and Sophie took pictures
of them?

Mm-hm.

He'd probably keep something
like this in his house.

And if so, well,
that would mean Sophie was there.

Sir.

So, you told the IOPC
that the interview

between your detectives
and Sophie Madsen never happened.

Is that correct?
Yes, Ma'am.

Walk me through why exactly
you thought that was wise.

Well, my lads aren't the sort.
Course they are.

The interview surely happened.
The recording surely exists.

Rumours that specific always
come from somewhere, don't they?

So it's only a matter of time
before it all comes to the surface.

If you'd been smart,
you'd have got out in front of it.

Protected yourself,
instead of your lads.

But you're on record now.

I believe them, Ma'am,

and I thought
I was doing the right thing,

you know, standing up for my team.
SHE SCOFFS

Even if there is an interview,
and even if it did get out,

it's, erm, an isolated event.

These things are never
an isolated event.

It could be handled.
You never heard of a snowball, Ken?

Because you might find yourself
on the wrong side of one.

EMMA: Tom just called me.

They just did a search
on his grandad's property.

Someone called in an anonymous tip.
They found a mobile phone.

The same make and model
as the one Sophie had on her

in Dankworth Forest.

Well, no-one else knows the make
and model of Sophie's mobile

except for Wakestead coppers.

Which means someone from here
must've planted it.

And they'd be doing it
to incriminate Tom?

Well, that's the thing -

it's not exactly incriminating,
is it?

I mean, what does it matter
that two burners match?

Yeah, it doesn't mean anything
unless one called the other,

which they didn't, right?

Right.

So it's not a smoking g*n.
Just looks bad.

Maybe that's the whole point.

Finding the mobile is an excuse
to drag Tom back in for questioning.

It's not
about charging him any more.

It's about making him look guilty
in front of the cameras.

Because the worse Tom looks,
the less pressure there is

for a proper investigation
into Wakestead.

If a Wakestead policeman
bought that mobile,

he'd have done that
in the last few days.

When the search team get back,
we can try and find out who it was

and turn the spotlight around.

You OK to do that on your own?
Yeah. Why?

Remember that Marissa Andrei
came in originally about a guy

who hit her at the brothel?

Tom made a follow-up appointment
with Sophie Madsen

because she had more to say
but she wasn't ready.

He did the same thing with Marissa
after she reported her r*pe,

only she didn't turn up
to the appointment.

Well, maybe she had something more
to say?

Right. Maybe she'll say it to me.

When you left the hospital,

you told Tom that you didn't
wanna pursue the case.

I've looked at your file,

and Tom made a follow-up appointment
with you.

Yeah, he did, but I didn't show.

I wanted to forget the whole thing.
Right, well, I know Tom.

He must have been hoping
that you'd talk about something.

None of that matters now.
Please, please, Marissa, listen.

Do you remember if the man
who attacked you took photos?

If you can tell me anything
about who this man is, then...

Just think how important it is

to stop this predator
doing it again.

He messaged me, threatened me,
my attacker.

What, when you left the hospital?
No.

A few minutes ago.

He knew that I'd spoken to you.

It's someone you work with,
and he's watching us both.

CHATTER

What was everyone doing?

How do you know
we were doing anything?

Because I'm assuming

you didn't just take
the entire search team out to lunch.

THEY CHUCKLE

We got an anonymous call
about another property,

where Tom's staying.

Tom has another property?
Well, it's his grandad's.

Still, we had to search it.

And?

We found a burner phone,

same make and model
as the burner found on Sophie Madsen

in Dankworth Forest.

I don't get it.
What does that prove?

Maybe nothing,
but it looks f*cking dodgy.

OK. Well, have you entered it
into the system?

The information on the mobile?
Why?

Well, I could use the IMEI number.

You know, call the manufacturer,
find out which shop carried it,

check the CCTV, see who bought it.

CHATTER

I'm sure it was Tom.
Yeah. Yeah, yeah, I'm sure it was.

PHONE BUZZES

SHE SIGHS,
RINGING TONE

RINGING TONE CONTINUES

RINGING STOPS,
PHONE THUDS

Yeah?

CALLUM CLEARS THROAT
Do you need help?

I would like to help, if I can.

Yeah.

I'm just sorting through
the, er, the morning footage.

I'll give you the evening.

Yeah.

So, the phone's
on that cabinet there. Mm-hm.

If someone buys from it, tell me.
Yes, Sir.

I know I don't act like it,
but... I am sorry.

This all started with me.

I just can't...

you know, say that.

Why not?

It's...

It's just not
how the others act, I guess.

I just do what they do.

They talk me into
all sorts of stuff.

Like what?
Hang on. I know him.

That's Cheeky Pete. He's homeless.

He sleeps around town,
but why is he buying that phone?

Because someone paid him to do it...

to avoid being on CCTV themselves.

Something a copper
would think to do.

Sorry, Sir.

PC Drummond. We're looking
for a person of interest.

This gentleman here.

Do you recognise anyone here?

It's none of these guys.

But you're sure it was
a police officer or a detective?

That's what he said.

He was Indian, I think,
or, like, Pakistani if that helps.

Wait a sec.

Is that him?
Yeah, that's him.

He paid me to buy the mobile.

He was really specific
about the make and model.

Who is it?
His name's Kapil Manek.

He came in to talk to the IOPC
after Tom was arrested.

He's Tom's old partner.

CLAMOURING

Thanks, Tony.

DOOR BUZZES

Dad.

Hi.

It's gonna be all right, son.

Someone at Wakestead
planted that mobile.

No-one else would have
the motivation or the knowledge.

If we can prove that it was planted,

then we have a solid case
for police harassment.

There you go. You see?
Everything could turn around for us.

Things would be cleared up quickly.

I'm going to give you two a moment.

Didn't want you here.

I know that you don't want me
seeing you like this.

That's not the reason.
But just think about what she said.

They don't have a case.

You could sue them for harassment.
This is gonna be fine...

See, that is the reason right there,
Dad. Don't.

It's her job to be positive, Dad.
That is what they do.

You ca...
Nothing is gonna be fine again.

And I didn't wanna have to walk you
through that, Dad, not today.

I-I've been arrested in connection
with the m*rder

of a pretty, white,


And I've been dragged in here
twice now in front of the cameras.

It doesn't matter
whether I get charged.

I wanna talk you through
your interview with Tom today

because I need you
to ask hard questions,

and I'm not convinced
he hasn't got in your head.

No-one's in my head, sir.
Are you sure?

Because all I hear about is
how someone else here at Wakestead

is responsible
for Sophie Madsen's m*rder.

I don't hear anything
about investigating Tom.

Because there's no evidence
to follow.

Did I just imagine
that mobile phone we've found?

Right, we both know
that's not actual evidence.

Feels like actual evidence...
No, you just want it to...

Not gonna finish that?
SHE CLEARS THROAT

All right, Emma, I'll bite.

If it's not Tom
who k*lled Sophie Madsen,

then who's the bad guy here
at Wakestead?

Is it me?

Because before the pub, I was
at marriage guidance counselling

on the afternoon that Sophie died.

Would you like the number
of my therapist

so you can verify my alibi?

She can fill you in
on all the depressing details

about how my personal life
has fallen apart.

I don't believe what Tom is saying
about my department

cos I know my team.

There's some joking around

and maybe, you know,
sometimes it's a bit off-colour,

maybe it goes a little bit too far
every now and again, but...

nobody's bad.

So even if this supposed interview
with Sophie Madsen is real,

even if she was planning
on talking to somebody about it,

you don't k*ll someone
over something like that.

No.

You k*ll someone
over something like this.

What am I looking at here?

That's Kacy Denson,
that's Marissa Andrei.

Both women filed complaints
for as*ault at Wakestead.

Both got turned away
without any help.

Both say
that a Wakestead police officer,

who knew intimate details
about their case,

later messaged
under the guise of offering help.

He later drugged and r*ped them.

These are his trophy shots.

How do we know
it was a Wakestead police officer?

Maybe it was something
these women just made up.

SHE SCOFFS

Sir, their accounts
line up perfectly.

These women,
they don't even know each other.

And what do these pictures
have to do with Sophie Madsen?

They came from her printer.

We think she had them with her
the day she died.

Her ex-boyfriend, Theo Asaro,

can testify that Sophie's intent
was to find a detective

at the Streets Safe event
on Mountgrove Square.

She wanted to blow the whistle
on whoever this man was.

That's why she wanted to talk
to Tom.

There were dozens
of Wakestead sergeants,

detectives, PCs at that event.

Any one of them could have seen
Sophie get in Tom's car.

Any one of them would have
a clear motivation to k*ll her.

I'll interview Tom myself.

Sir...
DOOR OPENS

SHE SIGHS

Right, I'd like to start
by reminding you of your rights.

You do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your defence
if you do not mention,

when questioned, something
which you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say
may be given in evidence.

Do you understand?
I do.

Why did you lie...

about knowing Sophie?

No warm-up questions?
No.

Because you always taught us
to start...

Oh, I taught you a lot of things,
but most of them, you've ignored.

That's what you don't like
about me, right?

You think I don't respect you.

Tom, I wouldn't advise
any personal...

I don't... respect you, I mean.

I can say that now.

I guess that's the upside
of losing your job.

I didn't know Sophie Madsen.

I had a single interaction with her
on the day she died.

I kept it hidden because I...
feared it would incriminate me.

You're a detective.
I was a detective.

So, you'd know that if you weren't
in the forest with Sophie Madson,

it would be pretty easy for you
to prove it.

I knew there would be questions,
and even if I could answer them...

It would ruin your reputation.
That's true.

And that's not something
you can easily repair, is it?

Well, I knew there'd be no point.
In what? Telling the truth?

In telling you what Sophie told me
about Wakestead.

You'd just cover it up.

Don't give me much credit, do you?

Well, you don't give me
much reason to.

Did you ask her out?

Who?

Did you ask Sophie Madsen out
on a date?

She's a child.

Cos you do consider yourself
a bit of a ladies' man, don't you?

Why? Are you looking for tips?
Let's not go down this road.

Any woman I've ever dated
is age appropriate.

Sophie Madsen was 16 years old.

It would have been
morally repugnant of me

to have expressed romantic interest
in her.

Did she say no?
Jesus Christ.

Cos you wouldn't have liked that,
would you?

Cos you're used to
getting your own way with women.

Did it make you angry
when she rejected you?

Listen, Tom,
you don't have to answer.

You need it to be me, don't you?

Because I'm not one of "the boys".

I'm not an extension of you.

I do my job. I close my cases.
I file my paperwork.

But I don't laugh at your jokes.

I don't care about your stories,

and I don't take my social cues
from you.

So if it's me who's done this,
then you're not responsible, right?

You like to twist things,
don't you, Tom, eh?

But you are responsible for any
situation in this police station,

and you know it.

Sophie Madsen came to me.

She told me about all the problems
at this police station -

problems that you have known about
for years.

I am terminating this interview
at 5:14.

BUZZER That's it. We're done.

Press found out
about that group chat yet?

There is no group chat.

I hope that doesn't gets out
cos that'd be so bad.

I don't think
you'd handle that well.

See, men of a certain age,
they're fragile, aren't they?

They can't hear they'd made mistakes

because they don't have
the one thing needed

to make things right - time.
f*ck you, Tom.

So I'd delete that chat,
just to be safe.

And you could do that, couldn't you?
Cos I'm guessing you're group admin.

You're talking out your arse.
Well, how can you be so sure?

Cos you're not f*cking in it!

DOOR SLAMS

RINGING TONE

RINGING CONTINUES

RINGING STOPS

SHE SIGHS
How does Kapil fit into all of this?

LEWIS SIGHS

LEWIS: I've been
thinking it through.

Kapil was here at the station
after Tom was arrested.

He could have easily heard someone
talk about the make and model

of Sophie's burner phone. He could
have made the anonymous call himself

and triggered the search.

Right, here's the thing
that I don't get - why do it?

What's Kapil got against Tom?
LEWIS SIGHS

I mean, he doesn't know
that we know, right?

No, but we can catch him off guard
tomorrow when we interview him.

OK.

I've never worked a case
where a kid's died.

PHONE CHIMES

It's Walker.

What does he want?

To talk.

Kat? Hey.

Can I ask you something?
Yeah.

Kapil Manek,
Tom Radley's former partner.

What about him?

Well, he was here before me,
before Emma, too,

so we don't know him.

Did he have something against Tom?

Not Tom, no.

But... someone else?

Look, I'm probably not the one
to ask about that kind of stuff.

Just a uniform.

LAUGHTER

So, Kapil Manek planted the mobile?
Yeah.

I-I guess he just wanted Tom
to look bad, or...

maybe they didn't get along
or something?

W-Why you asking, mate?

Well, the whole thing
just feels so weird.

No, they got along fine.

What's it matter, anyway?
He's still f*cking guilty.

I'm gonna talk to Kapil
tomorrow morning.

I just wanted to be prepared,
that's all.

What was he like?

Was he a good detective?

CHUCKLING

He was an uppity little f*ck,
is what he was.

WALKER: Is someone from
my department really behind this?

Yeah.

And you think
they k*lled the Madsen girl?

Yes.

And it's not Tom. It's one of my...

I should have known.

I should have sensed
someone like this.

I should've stopped them.

What do you need?

Marissa showed me a message
she received,

today, from her attacker,

threatening her to keep quiet.

So I've got his number.

Been calling it.
No answer, no voicemail.

Haven't got a name.

And nothing's coming up
on the Crime Management System.

What about Wakestead HR?

No records of his phone number,
but I do have his network provider,

and I have filed
for a reverse subscriber search...

Well, it'll take days
for that request to be processed.

Sir, we haven't got days.

But I-I know
he's on your group chat.

I'm sure he is.

He could be looking at messages
for victims.

I need you to show me it.

SHE EXHALES

So, Kapil thinks he's a better
copper than the rest of us, right?

Had this whole air of superiority
about him.

Yeah, like he thought
it was what he was meant to do.

But then it turns out,
Mr High and Mighty,

he can't function around a woman.

Properly awkward. Like, couldn't
even take a f*cking statement.

So we started joking
that he was a virgin.

LAUGHTER

Which he f*cking might have been,
mate, for real.

LAUGHTER Probably.

He just couldn't take a joke.

♪ I can feel it
Coming in the air... ♪

Morning.
Morning.

♪ Oh, Lord... ♪
WOMAN MOANING

LAUGHTER

WOMAN MOANING

DC STEVENS: But Tom never teased
him, but he never stopped it either.

Do you remember that time
in the briefing room?

LAUGHTER

♪ Can you feel it coming
In the air tonight

♪ Oh, Lord

♪ Well, if you told me
You were drowning

♪ I would not lend a hand... ♪

LAUGHTER

♪ I've seen your face

♪ But I don't know
If you know who I am... ♪

Is the number you're after
on the thread?

Not yet.

♪ I saw it with my own two eyes

♪ So you can wipe off that grin

♪ I know where you've been

♪ It's all been a pack of lies

♪ I can feel it
Coming in the air tonight

♪ Oh, Lord

♪ I've been waiting for this moment

♪ For all my life

♪ Oh, lord... ♪

LAUGHTER

♪ Can you feel it
Coming in the air... ♪

DC STEVENS: It's not a real one.

DC JAMES: No.
It's not alive.

♪ Oh, Lord

♪ Oh, Lord

♪ Oh, Lord. ♪

HE BREATHES SHAKILY

VOICES OF MEN
READ MESSAGES:

Sorry. Do you need a minute?

Because I can wait.

VOICES OF MEN
READ MESSAGES:

VOICES OVERLAPPING:
'She's a f*cking tart.'

'It's not harassment
if they say yes.'

'Cunty brunette stripper.'
'..is still a yes.'

'Probably asking for it anyway.'

I know he's on this thread
but not on this number.

The reverse subscriber search
will give us what we need.

We just need to wait.
No, we don't.

There's another way.

Stuck it to, like,
the back of his locker.

LAUGHTER,
CHATTER

What the f*ck is wrong with you?
What did you say?

It probably does bear repeating.
What the f*ck is wrong with you?

You might wanna
watch it there, mate.

Really?
Really.

Ooh, because I might make you angry?

You might already have.
Ooh...

I'm not too worried
about making you angry.

Why not?

Quick question.

Kapil - did he ever push back?

Against who?
You two.

Kapil wasn't a fighter.

I think he was a f*cking pacifist
or some shite.

LAUGHTER Oh...

Well, that makes sense.

What makes sense?

Well, you two never pick on anyone
who might give you trouble, right?

You prefer pacifists.

Battered women.

HE SCOFFS



Yeah, I'm not too worried
about making you angry

because something tells me...

I'll be fine.

DOUG SCOFFS

GRUNTING,
CLAMOURING

TWIG SNAPS

GRUNTING,
CLAMOURING

MAN: Stop moving!
Let me f*cking have him!

f*cking...
GRUNTING

GRUNTING

GRUNTING

GLASS SHATTERS

GRUNTING

Lads, look!

sh*t!

GRUNTING

f*cking...

b*stard!
Leave it!

GRUNTING

Emma.

Look, I'm so sorry
to just turn up like this,

but I really need your help.

Now?
Yeah, now.

Sophie, I'm so glad you came.

I almost didn't.

But you'll help me, right?

Of course I will. Come on in.