This is Alex Law reporting on the video diary of his own life.
Let me tell you, I'm so happy I could die.
I think we ought to stop this, don't you?
- Oh, will you relax? - You're making us all nervous.
- How much did you pay for this? - I don't know.
- I can't remember. - Tell me how much you paid.
- I can't remember. - How much did you pay for this?
- No idea. I don't know. - How much did you pay for this?!
- 500. - 500?
You paid 500 for this?
- That's what it cost. - No. That's what you paid for it.
500 is what you paid for it. We don't know how much it cost us yet.
For you two to have a good time. We don't know the cost of that yet.
Excuse me. Did they take anything?
Is that enough for you?
Oi.
- What? - Is that enough for you?
- Yes, that's fine. - There's plenty more.
That's fine.
- What's wrong? - Nothing.
- You're not eating. - Eating what?
- You're not eating like you used to. - If you give me the plate, I'll eat.
Now swallow.
You should spend some money instead of worrying about it.
- You'd feel much better. - Once it's spent, you don't have to worry.
- It'll be a weight off your shoulders. - You know we're right.
- I wanna secure it. - Secure it? You wanna put it in a bank?
You don't wanna put it in a bank, do you? Do you want to bury it?
- I don't see the point. It's stupid. - Course it's stupid. We took the money.
It was a material calculation.
What's the point if it's underground in some funny bank in some funny place?
If you can't have it - spend it - then what use is it? None.
It's all for nothing. I didn't get into this for nothing, so that I could have nothing.
Yeah, and you didn't saw his feet off.
Tastes different.
David, what are you doin' up there?
Will you come down now? It's not safe up there.
Are you listening to me?
Security and insanity are not the same thing.
Shit.
I don't care. A grown man shouldn't be living in a loft. He isn't safe up there.
If you cared about him at all, you'd use your influence to get him down.
- And the money? - We could put it somewhere.
Where he can't get it?
Well, you thought of that, not me.
Forget it. He'll come down.
Oh, Juliet, look.
Hello, Mr. Lumsden. It's David Stevens here.
I'm sorry, sir. I won't be able to make it to the office today.
It's my mother, sir. She's very ill and I think I need to be with her just now.
I don't know. The doctors aren't sure. It could go either way.
Yes, sir. I'll certainly stay in touch.
- Good day? - What?
- Good day? - What are you talking about?
- I'm just asking if you had a good day. - Why?
Well, I thought I'd make conversation.
- Please, I'd rather you didn't.
- Are you expecting anyone? - No.
- Aren't you going to answer it? - Well, I'm not expecting anyone either.
It's in the loft! In the loft!
September 19, London Heathrow to Rio de Janeiro.
It's British Airways. You're looking at 765. That's 7-6-5.
- That sounds fine. - Air Portugal, on the other hand...
...it's via Lisbon, the same day. It's 565. 5-6-5. Is catering important?
- What? - Air France, Glasgow direct.
But then you're looking at the wrong end of 912. That's 9-1-2.
- The first one was fine. Heathrow direct. - It's up to you.
Air Patagonia, that's a new outfit. Via... via lots of different places, really.
It's no catering. That's 411. 4-1-1. It's good value, but refueling at Bogot?
The first one was fine.
It's up to you. 7-6-5. How will you be paying?
Oh, God! Oh, Jesus Christ!
Oh, my God!
Christ!
No, no. Dear God. No! Christ!
No, and that's it. I refuse to discuss it any further.
- It's the only way. - I refuse.
- You're frightened. - I'm not frightened. I'm a little terrified.
Did you see what happened to the last two people?
They went up alive and they came back down dead.
Did you notice that? The difference, I mean. Alive, dead - dead, alive.
It wasn't difficult to spot.
He killed them both.
- He cut them up. - Yeah, but you'll be all right.
- And how's that? - Because you're smarter than he is.
Yeah, well, that's what I've always thought.
Good evening. I'm Detective Inspector McCall. This is DC Mitchell.
I wonder if we could ask some questions.
- What about? - It's about the burglary.
- Burglary? - Downstairs.
- Of course. - Can we come in?
So I just heard her cries for help and all that.
When I went downstairs, there were other people there.
So I just stood around, you know, waiting, the way people do.
And when your colleagues arrived, I came back upstairs.
That's about all, I think. I didn't actually see anything useful, I don't think.
And the other three people, did they hear anything?
There are only two other people in the flat.
- Two? - Who said there were four?
We understood there were four people living here. Not always, but now four.
No, three. Who said there were four?
How strange. And how unsatisfactory to have misleading information.
Only three people here?
- You're sure? - Yes, absolutely.
Who said there were four?
Make a note of that, Mitchell. Only three rather than four. Write it down.
You can use numbers or words. I've no preference.
- Which are you using? - Both, sir.
Excellent.
DC Mitchell is a rising star, Mr. Stevens.
Under my tutelage, he will undoubtedly make the grade.
- I see. - I doubt it.
- You'll wait in the hall? - I'll wait.
If it sounds like I'm getting killed, call the police and tell them everything.
Except maybe that it was his idea in the first place.
That's important. I need to die misunderstood.
- Alex. - What?
As smart as you are, you might need a little help.
David, what I'm gonna do is I'm gonna open this lock and I'm gonna come up.
But what's really important is that you remain calm. OK?
Alex?
It's all right. It's just a pigeon.
Well, he isn't up here.
Tell him to look for the money.
Look for the money.
Don't worry. That's exactly what I'm doin'.
It's not up here. He has eaten it.
Are you looking for me?
Looking for you, yeah.
What for? What did you want? The money? Was that it?
We just wanted to talk to you.
Who else have you just wanted to talk to? Maybe you thought they'd already got me.
- Who? - Your friends.
I don't know what you're talkin' about.
He doesn't know, David.
Maybe you don't.
I'm talking about the police.
I thought you'd gone to work.
With a face like this?
Alex, the editor wants to see you.
- I'm sorry. - So you should be.
Maybe we can still sort everything out.
Well, we can certainly try.
Three bodies. Decomposed. Mutilated beyond recognition.
- I don't know anythin' about it. - Of course you don't.
If you knew anything about it, I wouldn't have to send you to cover it.
- Cover it? - That's right. This is your break, son.
Cover it?
Jesus.
Ow!
All right. The releasable and printworthy facts of the day so far are as follows.
Late yesterday, forestry workers came across one set of human remains...
...in a grave which appeared to have been recently dug.
Further excavation revealed another deeper grave with two sets of remains.
- Is this a serial killer? - How come they haven't been identified?
- Any obvious motive here? - Is it true that one has been skinned?
Not entirely.
All right, all right. An area of skin "has" been removed.
And you'd better keep this to yourselves. There's no hands, no feet, no teeth.
The face is totally unrecognizable and, yes...
...skin has been removed from one of the bodies.
As and when the corpses are removed...
...we will endeavor to ascertain the mode of death and duration of burial...
...as well as identification, which will of course be passed on to you...
...after informing, where possible, the next of kin.
- Are you OK? - Yes, of course.
Why wouldn't I be?
- I don't know. I just thought maybe... - We were just sorting things out.
- You'd better read all about it. - We already know.
It was on the television.
Of course, but print provides a more lucid and...
Oh, shut up, Alex.
It wasn't deep enough. I told you it wasn't deep enough and you wouldn't listen.
It doesn't necessarily matter.
They don't know who they are and have nothing to connect us with them. Nothing.
I'm glad you're so certain, Alex.
It makes us feel a whole lot better.
- I beg your pardon? - It makes us feel a whole lot better.
That's what I thought he said.
Shh. Stop.
What are you doin' here?
It's about me and David.
- The perfect couple, I should say. - You mustn't take it so badly.
Don't worry. I'd do exactly the same thing, only I don't think I'm his type.
- Don't you ever stop? - No.
Take all the time you like, Doctor.
No, I've never seen any of them.
Look again, if you like.
I'm sorry, I haven't seen them.
- Do you have a good memory for faces? - The same as everyone else.
But in your work you must meet lots of people every day. New people, new faces.
Yes.
What do you recognize most, names or faces?
Diseases.
Like recognizing criminals by their crimes.
- I suppose so. - I meant, that's what it's like.
- Sorry? - You said you supposed so.
- I wasn't offering it for debate. - He wasn't offering it for debate.
Like recognizing criminals by their crimes.
No, I've never seen any of these men before.
Take a look at the first two.
No, I don't know them.
If I told you their car was parked outside just now, would that surprise you?
Yes, I suppose so.
Well, is it?
- What? - Parked there?
No. Not any more.
I just wondered if it would surprise you.
- That's it. - That's all?
Yes.
- Sorry to waste your time. - Oh, not at all. Don't worry.
- One thing. - Your watch.
- Is it real?
Oh, no. It's a fake. I got it in Thailand. The second hand doesn't sweep.
- I see. - Right.
Tell you what. If you do remember these guys...
...maybe you could give me a phone on this number.
Any time you like.
I didn't tell them anything, nothing at all, absolutely nothing. They're plods.
If they had any witnesses, any forensic evidence, they would have whipped it out.
- They know. - They can know all they like.
- They know. - So? They know.
So what? There's nothing to connect us with that body stuff.
- Except the money. - He's right, Alex. They know.
Come on.
My office is closed.
Life, however, grinds on towards its conclusion.
In the meantime, you may wish to leave a message, but the final decision is yours.
David? You forgot to wake me.
- So let's go. - You and me?
Together.
Hey! Alex! Who are you calling at this time of night?
Come out here and talk to us.
Well? Sex lines, is that it?
Triple-X-rated, interactive fantasies? Old habits die hard.
- I was phoning your mother. - You old devil.
Well, anyway. As you can see, we're leaving.
- So I gathered. - I'm sorry, but that's the way it is.
- Don't worry. I'll forward your mail. - No, really.
I am sorry. Sorry to be ducking out on you. I hope you won't take it personally.
No, no. Don't let it worry you. It's probably for the best.
All for the best. Exactly. I wouldn't want things to end on a downer.
- Not at all. - I mean, we've ups and downs, right.
Good times, bad times.
We could talk all night, but we have to go. Don't we?
Yes.
- And you need your sleep. - Yes.
No, I can't think of anything else that matters.
- About your mail. - Very good of you to offer, but...
Where do you think you'll go?
Where will we go?
Juliet?
- I don't know. - Don't be so coy, dear.
You're going to Rio.
- What? - That's right.
Rio de Janeiro, on your own.
You should know. You bought the fucking ticket!
Did you see that?
I bet she didn't show you that before she sent you up there. What did she say?
We'll split it together, you and me, fifty-fifty.
But I bet you didn't say you'd split on him.
- It wasn't like that. - Don't lie to me. Don't treat me like that.
I bought it.
What?
I bought the tickets. For her and for me. It was my idea.
Your idea. I see.
Well, that fits.
I mean, you and him fit together. I should have seen that a long time ago.
- Alex, stop him! - No, let him go. Let him have it all.
Juliet, let him go.
I'm leaving.
You shouldn't have hit her! Do what you like, but you shouldn't have hit her!
You want it?
Aagh!
You bastard!
You did the right thing.
But I can't take you with me.
Be OK, Mummy.
Oh, I'll be all right.
Hello, Inspector.
# It's the sound that lovers
# Hear when they discover
# There could be no other for their love
# It's my happy heart you hear
# Singing loud and singing clear
# And it's all because you're near
# Me, my love
# Take my happy heart away
# Let me love you night and day
# In your arms I wanna stay
# Oh, my love #
Oh, yes. I believe in friends.
I believe we need them.
But, if one day you find that you just can't trust them any more...
...well what then?
What then?