'Police are now hunting serial rapist
after a third woman was attacked last night by the West Willow canal.
As with previous assaults,
the victim was grabbed from behind by a masked assailant.
We are appealing to women in the area just to take care,
you know, if they're travelling, travel in twos and threes,
take all the precautions that they need. If you're calling a cab,
then call a licensed cab.
Multiple entrances and exits all along the towpaths.
There's no confident way of placing where our attacker lay and hid,
or whether it was a spur-of-the-moment thing.
Helped by the fact there is absolutely - or virtually -
no CCTV footage available for site,
which would probably be the reason why the attacker chose this spot.
Yeah. And we've got two other rapes in a mile-and-half radius,
with an assailant who had a certain amount of forensic knowledge,
cos he's wearing a balaclava and gloves each time.
I need a file on George Callaghan, done for rape.
Archive Nine.
That's the file. Amazing. Thanks, Martin. You're a genius.
This is sex offender and serial rapist George Callaghan.
Recently released from prison after serving ten years of a 16-year sentence for rape.
I don't know. I think it could be this guy. You know?
MO's the same - approaching the victims from behind,
strangling them before he rapes them.
Those two were frenzied attacks.
This was premeditated. Plus, he's got CCTV on his house.
It's part of his licence conditions.
He's had ten years to work on improving his technique, so to speak, you know?
And, to be fair, if we're doing our jobs properly,
we have to allow him to improve his character, Jack.
I don't know. Yeah? Hm.
But worth checking?
Always. Always.
How are you, George? Yeah.
Yeah, good as can be expected, I suppose. Keeping well?
Yeah. Keeping out of trouble?
Yeah. Trying to. Head down, trousers up, yeah?
Oh, yeah. Good boy.
Where were you last night? At home.
Yeah? Yeah. All night?
Yeah. Yeah, I got home from work,
and yeah, I was at home all night.
Watched the England game. Oh, yeah? Yeah.
What was the score? 2-0. Who scored?
Well, Gerard scored at the end. Great goal. Yeah, great goal. Yeah.
Did you see the TV, the news afterwards?
Er, no, I don't really watch the news. No?
Because what's happened is, there's a rapist on the loose.
Yeah, I know about that. Three victims so far.
Yeah, I know. Still haven't found him.
God knows where he could be. Mm.
Did you do it? No, I didn't do it.
Well, where were you last night?
I was in the house. I was watching the game.
Honest, I was. I was in the house watching the game.
I didn't go out. You've got CCTV outside the house.
I didn't go out.
Can't get onto the server. All right.
Hey. Is she OK?
It's just grim. Man, he doing that.
I managed to get her to agree to the forensic exam,
so we've got DNA, but she doesn't want to take it further.
I think that's all we're gonna get. Oh.
Victim details? Erm, her name is Diane Packman.
Fuck. Chief superintendent's wife's name is Diane Ackerman.
We sure it's her?
Shit, I didn't ask her husband's name, but she is married.
Hold that thought. Erm...
Well... I guess that explains why she doesn't want to go any further.
She doesn't want this dragged all over the station
where her husband works.
I'll look after her,
and we'll make sure she's treated with dignity...
What's going on? I-I don't know. He just...
When did he get here? He turned up a couple of minutes ago.
Fuck, man. And they've been in there for ages?
..I'm going to make this my priority - obviously.
And er... Detective erm, Constable Steele
will go down now and take a statement from Mrs Ackerman.
Erm... look, I-I hope that you don't feel
between you that she's under duress to give her statement
because she's your wife, sir? Not at all. It's about control.
The rape victim has to be in control.
OK. Well, again, you know -
Anyway. Thank you. Nice to see you.
Thank you, sir.
And at any point, either after you left work -
I'm not entirely sure of the distances involved yet.
So either after you left work or left the Tube to walk along the canal,
were you followed at all, or notice anything like that?
I didn't notice anything. No, I...
No. No.
And in that bar - He just came up from behind.
OK. I didn't hear anything and I didn't see anything.
It's...
And in the bar when you went for a drink, before you got on the Tube,
you went there alone? Mm-hm.
Yeah.
Erm... I don't...
I don't want to seem rude or anything,
but... do you often go out and drink alone?
I just went for a drink.
It's not that weird.
And where was your husband last night?
Erm, he was at a conference,
so he was staying away in a hotel.
Boss? Yep?
Hi. Erm, obviously, under normal circumstances,
I'd do the usual background checks on Diana -
Proceed as normal - obviously.
You OK? All good.
Just some initial stuff from the background checks. Erm...
A callout was made recently to the Ackermans' address over a domestic incident.
Erm, Supt Ackerman apparently told the constables to get lost
while Diana apologised profusely for wasting their time.
Er, she's also... She's got a bruise that predates the rape.
What do think?
OK. Do you know what?
I think I'm gonna pop down, join Charlie.
So sorry to interrupt.
Diane, my God, I wish these were different circumstances, my friend.
Listen, carry on. OK?
OK, let's carry on.
He came out from behind me and...
Balaclava on.
And he had gloves on.
And he really, really, really strangled me.
He really strangled me...
..and then I woke up and...
I didn't have any underwear on.
I don't know what happened to my underwear.
How's Diane? I don't know. I feel like she's not telling us something.
What do you mean? I-I dunno.
I find it very, very odd that she was that there for
what, a couple of hours, drinking on her own.
I dunno - Did she say how much he had to drink?
Er... she said she had a couple of glasses.
Yeah, a couple of glasses. I've got the CCTV footage from outside the pub.
She looks pretty wobbly. She looks hammered.
Yeah. She wanders up here.
And then, I mean... Maybe she's on tranquillisers or something -
It looks like it, doesn't it?
I did a quick check of the pub. I got these two receipts.
She had had two glasses of wine,
and then she also had a full bottle to herself. A-whole-nother bottle?
And er, I think that would floor even the heartiest Irish drinker.
That's more than two glasses.
You should know.
Right. So why she lying about that?
The only reason that we need to know about your drinking pattern
is because if a rapist alleges that you gave consent to have sex with him -
I didn't give - If he did, if you had had a few drinks,
there is a possibility that you weren't able to give consent.
That's why we're asking. I don't know.
You know how much I had. You tell me how much I had to drink.
OK, I was a little pissed.
Who doesn't like to have a drink?! Completely, I totally agree,
but ultimately we're here to find this guy.
OK? I'm on it - I'm really sorry to interrupt.
The DNA stuff is in. There's nothing useful
taken from the clothing or from Diane herself,
other than the marks on her throat,
which belong to a guy called Andrew Bourne,
who runs an accountancy firm that Diane works for.
We have his DNA on file from a drunk-driving incident six months ago. Oh, really? OK.
Do you think Andrew has anything to do with that bruise on her face?
I know it's not from yesterday, it's a bit older.
She said she fell in the bath and she didn't. Why don't we ask her?
No, Jack. She's a victim. We're going to look after her.
This is day one. You understand that.
The person I need to speak to is this Andrew...
Bourne. ..Bourne guy.
And - Take her to the witness suite. Look after her, please, guys.
She's shitting herself because of who she is.
Mr Bourne, how did Diane come to work for you?
I've known her long, long time.
I've known her husband Howard since university - we played rugby together.
Erm... God, I mean...
She needed a job, I needed a personal assistant.
It seemed to be a perfect fit.
And could I ask you what you were doing last night?
Erm, I was working. Diane left at some point.
In the late evening.
And then I-I stayed. I stayed at home.
Alone. You made several phone calls to Diane.
After she left the office.
Yeah. Why so anxious to get in touch with her?
I was concerned for her. She really has not been...
12 calls.
Look, as I say, I was very, very concerned for her.
She really hasn't been herself lately...
This is another photo of Diane yesterday morning.
What the photo doesn't show, Mr Bourne,
is that we have your DNA on her neck.
Can you explain why that might be there?
OK. I'm really not proud of this,
but I-I tried to kiss her.
And obviously I've misinterpreted something there,
but that is all, and I would never, ever hurt her.
That doesn't look like a love bite to me, sir. OK.
If you want to be interrogating someone, I suggest you interrogate her husband Howard.
OK? Because he's the one who hits his wife around. Not me.
That's a very serious allegation
of a very senior member of the police. Yep.
And as I say, I suggest that you interrogate Howard.
OK? Because your chief superintendent
is the one who slaps his wife around.
Am I getting this straight? Absolutely -
You know you're being recorded? Yeah, I know how it looks and how it sounds.
But that is the truth. Do you want to know how controlling he is?
Right. Diane has her salary that I pay her
paid directly into his bank account.
She doesn't have any of her own bank cards.
OK? He pays her an allowance, in cash, that she has each week.
OK? That gives you an idea of the sort of person he is.
I hope you can back this up, because the police will come down hard on you for this. If you're wrong.
Sorry. I've got the chief super's last credit card statement.
Pop the door. Yeah.
Erm... there's a transaction from about a week ago at the locksmith's.
I gave them a call. They said they were called out by a female matching Diane's description
to change all of the locks in the Ackermans' house.
She must be terrified of him.
Yeah.
Yeah, it does look like Andrew Bourne's allegations might have legs.
Erm, do you know what, Charlie?
Reinterview Diane Ackerman.
Hello.
Can you tell me a bit about your relationship with Andrew?
It's fine. It's good. Erm...
The report came back and said that there was his DNA on your neck.
That's why I'm asking.
OK. Erm...
Yeah, he... He made a pass at me yesterday.
I pushed him away, that was it.
Nothing happened. Yesterday whilst you were at work?
Yes. Did you argue about it?
No, we didn't argue about it. I just left. OK?
I don't know what this has got to do with...
..with... Has it ever happened before?
No.
Do you have a credit card, Diane?
A debit card? A bank account?
Where do your wages get paid to?
Do they get paid directly into your husband's account?
Does he have all of your money, and, what, pay you an allowance?
Because that's not normal. That's absolutely controlling behaviour.
Yeah. Yeah... he is controlling.
He erm...
He's always criticising me and...
..saying I should dress in a different way and...
speak in a different way.
I think he'd quite like it if I was a different personal altogether.
The question is whether she's going to nail Ackerman -
She has to. She has to, but it's so sensitive.
You start investigating your superiors...
All we can do is support her.
So, gossip corner.
Hey. Let me guess the headlines of this conversation -
"Chief Super Bashes Wife". Am I right?
Look, this is a rape investigation.
We are going to look at who raped Diane Ackerman FIRST.
OK? Before we tackle if Diane Ackerman is a victim of domestic abuse.
All right? Let's do it in that -
Let's do it in that order...
I need discretion, guys. Yeah, of course.
But it's worth talking about between the three of us.
Keep it within us three.
To anyone else, talk about what was on telly or something like that.
Or who you're fucking, Jack. How about that?
No-one. As usual.
George Callaghan is living with this woman. Annette Walker.
This is the CCTV footage from outside Annette's house last night.
The relationship between George and Annette blossomed,
after Annette contacted George in prison,
while he was still serving his sentence.
He moved in with her almost as soon as he was released.
Must've been attracted to his sweet nature
She leaves the house at 07:42pm in her car
to visit and feed her sick mother Evelyn.
At 10:00pm, George's bedroom light goes out.
Other ins and outs
are the back door, which leads onto an enclosed garden,
then the garden backs onto two adjoining gardens,
so there is absolutely no way out the back.
Hi. Sorry for keeping you waiting. Here's your coffee.
Thank you. Please take a seat.
Thanks. I'm sorry to have dragged you in erm...
at such short notice. I can't apologise enough.
You know that we have been speaking with George Callaghan.
You're in a relationship with...
Yes... George? He lives with me. He's my partner.
Fantastic.
So, have you arrested George? No, George is just helping us with our enquiries.
Is it about that thing that happened last night by the canal?
I can't really go into too much detail about it.
Cos they said on the news people automatically jump to conclusions because of his past,
but he's changed and he should be allowed to move on,
which is only fair, I think. Absolutely.
I couldn't have put it better myself. Yeah.
Erm...
I just have a few very quick, minor questions.
Where was George last night?
He was with me. We were just in last night watching telly,
apart from when I had to go out and see my mum.
But George stayed in, and I had the car,
so he couldn't have gone anywhere. You can check all this on CCTV.
You lot put it up to monitor him.
How long have you been going out with Annette?
I'd say about 18 months. She know about all your...
Yeah... dirty laundry? Yeah.
There's no secrets between me and Annette. Good.
Do you love her? Yeah, I do. She love you?
Yeah, I think so. Hope so. Yeah, hope so.
Put up with me, she must do.
From a rehabilitation point of view, what happened?
When I was inside.
Did you find God? No, I found a great therapist.
Yeah. My doctor, he sorted me out.
You know, the first...
couple of years were the hardest - for both of us, I think.
It's hard to admit what you did.
And then start to kind of address how you feel about it.
Erm, George and Annette's stories, they're airtight.
Corroborate everything that we saw on CCTV.
But the way they acted in the interview room
just freaks me out - she's too weird, he's too smug.
It just... stinks. I know, I know. Problem is,
I've completely run out of time on Callaghan.
Don't do that to me. We've got let him out. It's the clock.
I've just spoken to the hotel holding the ACPO conference
where Chief Supt Ackerman was a delegate.
He had the room overnight but he checked out early and came home.
Which contradicts what he told his wife
and gives him time to have gotten back here.
And carried out the rape. I'll back you up on whatever you want to do.
I'm about to talk this through with the DCI.
OK? Just for me, keep Ackerman's name off the suspect board.
For now. How long do you need?
Half an hour.
That bruise on your face, Diane...
..our medical examiner, who has spoken to you and had a look at the photos,
has told us that it's not consistent with a fall in the bath,
and it's more like a punch or a slap.
No, I fell in the bath.
I'm only going on what our medical examiner said.
Did someone hit you? No. Did Howard hit you? No.
No, I fell in the bath.
Is he aggressive? Is he violent?
Did he hit you?
Diane?
Because I can do something about that. You just have to talk to me.
Yes. Yeah? OK. OK.
This is just me over here.
But I will always call you. I will never turn up out of the blue.
I'm not going to be making a complaint against Howard, OK?
You've got to understand that. OK. I think it's something you should think about -
It is something I've thought about. You have no idea how important his job is to him.
You have my number. I'm not going to force you -
I don't want to talk about that any longer. That's fine.
I just want you to think about it, and if you change your mind,
I want you to call me. OK?
I'm... OK.
I have been looking at...
the other two rape victims,
and both of them reported incidents of domestic abuse to the police.
So, could someone be using our system to scout out targets?
What are you trying to say? We already know the attacker was forensically aware.
Could our rapist be a copper?
That's a good question.
Diane's confirmed that the chief super's been hitting her.
That bruise on her face is from him. Will she go to court? No. There's absolutely no way.
OK. I've got this. Thank you.
Sir, apologies for the delay.
So... what's this all about?
Chief Superintendent, I do need to ask you where you were last night.
Er, I was at a conference, but I came home early.
It was a drinking session, and I didn't really fancy it.
Can you corroborate that, sir?
No, I'm afraid not.
My wife and I are spending some time apart at the moment,
and I am staying with a friend.
So, I was at his flat.
Er, 9 Willow Mansions.
Don't be offended but...
I do need to know if you can corroborate where you were at the time of the rape.
I'm not offended at all, but sadly, no, I can't.
I was on my own at home, I'm sorry to say.
Boss? How'd it go with Ackerman?
Polite, professional - exactly what you'd expect,
but still doesn't have an alibi for last night, so -
Actually, he may not need one.
Erm... Andrew Bourne left Walbrook Road tube station
at 08:42pm last night.
That's the station closest to Diane Ackerman's house.
Which puts in the area shortly before the rape.
And what have we got, anything, to link him to the other two rapes?
Well, he has the same height and build as the attacker.
He also goes to the same gym as one of the previous two victims.
Yeah, and let's face it, he is a man that has just been rejected,
so we've got a motive - plenty to bring him in and search his house.
Andrew Bourne. Detective Sgt Jack Weston.
Yep, I know you. I'm arresting you on suspicion of rape,
and also for driving without a licence.
You do not have to say anything...
You're serious, are you? You understand? I understand,
But you're serious? Under the Police and Criminal Evidence Act,
I will search your premises and your vehicle. Anything in there I should know about? No.
Just calm down, sir. Yeah, I'm perfectly calm.
I just wanna know what this is about. Are you going away?
For a few days. Is that a crime?
OK. Let's take Mr Bourne back to the station.
Let's get a low loader to do a full forensic lift of the vehicle.
OK, sir. Thank you. You got it? OK.
Let's hurry on this one!
Got Andrew Bourne!
Cheeky bastard was doing a runner. I got the luggage in his boot.
I'm going to supervise forensics with the car.
Diane's still insistent it wasn't him.
Like she KNOWS it wasn't him. No. She doesn't know.
It was dark, attacker was masked and she'd a bit to drink.
Maybe she made a mistake. OK?
Sorry, I'm actually struggling to understand why I'm here.
Going somewhere, were you?
I-I've got a bag in the car
because I'm going away for a couple of days... Where are you going?
To see my mother. If you like, you can phone her.
And she'll tell you, you know what, I arranged that weeks ago.
Hm. OK. We've been checking your travel records on your Oyster Card,
and apparently you exited an hour before the attack
at Walbrook Road Tube, which is the nearest Tube to Diane's house.
Can you explain that?
You know what? I would like to speak to a solicitor.
Please.
Where were the gloves found...? Thanks.
With the bag? Sarge, you found anything useful?
The boss is in with Andrew Bourne now.
Worth the wait. Got the gloves - I reckon this could be our guy.
Boss? Erm...
Chief Super Ackerman's got corroborated alibis for the two other rapes.
Holy God!
I feel like doing a little dance on the spot.
There's still the matter of him knocking his wife about.
Not forgotten, Charlie.
Focus on Andrew Bourne's alibis for the first two rapes.
You never know. We might find three victims' DNA
on those fancy leather gloves of his.
I was looking through the notes from Andrew's original interview.
He said all that stuff about Diane not having a bank account, not having credit cards.
I rang her and she swears she never discussed it with him,
but... I assume that she works off a laptop or a PC
in his house, or his offices,
so I'd like to join the search team to see if I can get hold of that.
Yeah, go, go. Good. I will not be long.
Yeah.
Boss? Andrew Bourne's solicitor has just arrived.
God forbid I should have a cup of tea!
OK. OK. If that's - I think you should. OK.
I'd like to make a statement, please. Erm...
I did leave... my house last night,
in order to travel to Diane and Howard's house.
In order to... apologise for having...
made a pass at her, and hopefully to patch things up.
And I knocked on the door a number of times,
and there was no answer, and that was it.
I went home.
Mr Bourne, we have recovered a pair of black gloves
from a toolbox in the back of your car.
Can you explain why they're there?
Er...
Erm...
If it's the pair of gloves that I'm thinking about,
I think I used them maybe once to perhaps -
I think I changed the spare tire with them.
Really? It's just that they're a very smart pair of gloves to change a tyre with.
They were what I had to hand. That's it!
I don't know what else I can say. I really don't.
I've looked through Bourne's laptop and Diane did access her emails.
There's a whole bunch of them
between Chief Super Ackerman and her,
which start... well, as you might expect,
lots of "I'm really sorry," "I really miss you,"
"I really love you," but once she changes the locks,
he gets really, really nasty.
Sir, I've got some emails here that I'd like...
MY emails? "Darling, I'm so sorry for last night..."
They're from my wife... but they turn quite nasty pretty quickly.
"You're a fucking bitch"... You got those from my wife?
.."You're pathetic," "You're nothing without me,"
It's actually quite nasty. Sir.
My wife gave you some emails. Thank you.
The tipoff about your behaviour came from your best friend Andrew.
Diane didn't say anything about this. Andrew?
Yeah.
Forensic experts have also had a look at the bruise on Diane's face,
and they say it definitely came from a slap.
And?
"And"? And what?
You can't prove that was me.
How long have you been at a friend's house, out of your home?
Er...
A week. A week.
That bruise on her face is over a week old,
so I assume you were there when it happened?
It's a possibility that I was there when it happened -
You were or you weren't there?
Yes, I was there when it happened. So, how did she get that bruise?
I have no idea. What do you think?
I just find it strange that you would say I can't prove that that's you.
Well, you can't, can you?
As opposed to I can't prove how that happened?
It's just a strange choice of words. I think.
All right. Thank you for your supposition.
Move on - Your wife's afraid of you. Really?
Diane's already revealed how controlling you are. Really?
Her wages are paid into your account.
You control how she dresses, who she speaks to,
she has a curfew. Really? Diane's afraid of you.
My wife has told you this? She's had the locks changed to your home.
Has she really? SHE has told you all of this?!
I hope you really know what you're doing.
I really hope you know what you're doing.
I've done my homework. How old are you?
26 and a half, sir. Ah, you're a young girl.
Proud of it. A long way to go.
I hope so. You've made a mistake.
We've all made mistakes, sir. I'm not fucking talking to you.
I'm not fucking talking to you!
CPS have confirmed that we have enough evidence to arrest you...
..for actual bodily harm of your wife.
My lawyers will eat you up and spit you out...
As awkward as this is, you do not have to say anything...
Both of you.
You in particular. Done for you. All finished for you.
Do you understand? Of course I understand!
Diana was so intensely determined not to take it any further.
I don't understand why he didn't just drop it.
He knew there'd be gossip in the office about who the victim's husband was,
and then he wanted to be the big fucking showman, ya know?
Getting his wife to make a statement, ya know?
Yeah. Be the big professional copper in front of his minions.
It's pathetic.
I've just got one more question, if that's OK?
Do you know someone called Beverly?
From off the internet? Yeah.
How do you know that? I promise I'll explain all in a second.
Just... Can you tell me anything about her?
Erm... yep. Beverley erm...
Look, she's somebody I met on an... erm...
a forum for domestic abuse.
She has been in a really horrific situation with her husband.
She's just somebody who's kind, who's helpful -
How long have you been in touch? Four months. OK.
She's been on a domestic abuse survivors forum.
Mostly swapping messages with someone called Beverly.
They've been chatting for four months.
Diane's opened up and told her absolutely everything.
But a couple of days ago, Beverley suggested they meet last night.
Really? Yeah. She sent her an email saying, "Let's swap photos so we can recognise each other."
Diane sent hers and after she did Beverley refused to send one back
saying, "Now I've got your photo I feel really frumpy."
So, Beverley didn't send a photo, so Beverley could be a man.
Plus Beverley was very specific they meet in a cafe near the canal.
Sarge? Yeah?
I got Beverley's phone number from Diane.
I called it. It wouldn't go through.
The phone company say it's a pay-as-you-go,
which unusually is registered, but the owner hasn't topped it up -
hence why it's not going through - the owner being Annette Walker,
Callaghan's girlfriend. She arranged to meet Diane.
So, George Callaghan's the rapist?
I feel we're missing something.
The domestic abuse site sent me Beverly's IP address,
which is registered to Annette and Callaghan's house.
Oh, there is more. The other two rape victims have both been in touch with Beverley.
OK, so she leaves alone, not long before the rape,
but we've got surveillance and the bedroom light is -
Callaghan turns his bedroom light off at ten.
He can't be in two places at once.
Right? Unless he's got the lights on a timer.
Unless he's got his lights on a timer. OK.
Let's get a search warrant. Now's the time. Do it.
OK, here we go. Game face on.
The door, man.
OK, let's go, let's go, let's go!
Clear! Clear! Clear!
OK, I was right. Sorry?
We've got a timer on the bedroom lamp.
There's a doorway from the kitchen to the garage.
He's getting in the boot, and she's driving off. Fuck!
Can I get a camera, please?
Boss, what have you got?
'Tech team have been checking out domestic abuse websites.' Charlie!
Uh-huh. SPEAKERPHONE: 'Beverley has arranged another meeting tonight.'
Have we been in touch with the victim? 'No, there's no number.'
OK, what car are we looking out for?
Er, Ford Focus - Lima, Delta, 59, Uniform, Sierra, Sierra.
Come on!
Wait, you're going left here. Yeah.
That's it, that's it, that's it. OK, OK, OK. Ready, ready? Yep.
OK, I'm out, I'm out. Yeah.
Annette? Annette, where's George?
I don't know -
He's down there.
Where? He's down here!
Bring back-up!
Where?! Where?! Come here!
Come here, come here. You're nicked! Are you OK? Are you OK?
George Callaghan, you are under arrest.
Do you understand? Calm down! Get the balaclava off!
For attempted rape. You do not have to say anything...
Do you understand?
OK. Get that fucking smile off your face!
Come on!
Will you wait with her? There's an ambience coming.
OK... to be honest.
What's the play? I think, for now, we should treat Annette as a victim.
You're going in on Callaghan? Yeah.
I think he's probably going to implicate her.
We need to release Andrew Bourne.
Annette, how on earth have you got yourself into this?
I don't know. I mean...
It just...
I wanted to do something - course I did.
So many times I went to go and call the police.
It's like he could read my mind because he would always follow me.
Why didn't you call the police before?
Because he said he would -
He said if I did anything that he would know,
he said he would kill me in my sleep, he would strangle me -
or he would go round to my mum and push her down stairs,
or something like that, so I just didn't know what to do.
I never knew where he was or what he was going to do.
I mean... Did you think to try and escape the situation and leave?
Well, h-how could I have done that?
Do you want five minutes? Yeah.
She says she was sold. She's fucking weak, in't she?
She's fucking innocent.
She did exactly what I told her to do.
So, you whip her into action, make her drive you out,
hide you in the boot, and then wait?
Bullshit. No? You think it's bullshit? Yeah.
Blinds and lamps, man. Huh?
You want the psychobabble bullshit, talk to the fuckin' doctors.
Talk to the doctors. I'm not interested.
You wanna go poking around in here, fuckin' go for it, man.
Annette, the thing is, when you contacted the women,
initially through the internet,
you weren't passive in that. You were doing that.
Yeah, but he made me do it. It was his idea.
So, you knew what he was going to do to those women?
No. No, I didn't, no.
But when I saw it on the news and realised what must've happened,
and I asked him about it, he denied it,
but I thought it was him, but no,
I didn't know he was going to keep on and on and on.
Right. Even though you knew his history?
Oh... He hadn't done it for a long time, had he?
I mean, people change, don't they?
Anyway, I've really got to go, because it's time for me to see my mum and cook her tea.
So, you know... Annette, that's fine.
If you give me permission to use your keys, I can get..'
No, she would not like that. She's very particular, my mum.
She would not like a stranger coming to her house.
We've got some more talking to do. Sit down. No, I-I've got to go,
because I'm late anyway. Take a seat, please, Annette.
Can I have the keys, please, with your permission?
This is fucking ridiculous.
How you doing? Er, he's smug, proud...
er, but he's given me nothing. He's to blame. She was weak.
He forced her to do his bidding. Hm. Predictable. Hm.
Mine's very odd, frankly.
She doesn't want us to go near her mum,
so first thing we do... Search team?
Yeah, search team at Mum's, I'd say.
You won't believe this. They find Annette's mother,
in the dark, no heating, no gas, no electricity,
covered in her own shit, hadn't eaten for three or four days.
No. She's been lying to us.
So, Annette, we've been to see your mum.
My goodness, my dog lives better than your mum.
That was a shock.
Well, she's a fucking dirty old cow, isn't she?
I thought you were looking after your mum.
Oh, you really like doing this, don't you?
Are you enjoying this? Getting off on it, yeah?
Do you resent your mum for having let you go into care, is that it?
Is that why you're treating your mum as you are now? Pff!
No-one to look after her, is that it?
No-one said that about me when she was treating me like that.
No. How was she treating you?
She didn't want to know, did she? She was just out with all her...
her boyfriends, as she liked to call them.
Beating her up, beating me up - she didn't care, did she?
She'd rather keep them than me.
And is that fact that you felt that you were at risk from the abuse,
and that your mother was being abused,
anything to do with the fact that all of the women you contacted -
Oh, for fuck's sake! You don't even know what you're talking about!
You're just talking a load of shit! A load of crap!
All of the women were victims of domestic abuse.
Well, they... Weren't they?
They had a choice, didn't they? They didn't have to stay with men like that.
They don't care. So you feel you were trying to help these women?
Of course I was.
I told them no woman should put up with shit like that from any man.
If you think you were helping them, how good a job do you think you've done so far?
Well, they're not gonna make the same mistake again, are they?
Put it that way.
Was that why you picked them?
Cos they were like your mum, weren't they, really?
You were just cherry-picking out...
women that reminded you of Mum. Is that it?
If you say so.
Were you so angry with your mum that you thought this was the best way to get back at -
I'm fucking angry at YOU for fucking holding me here
when I haven't done anything! I told you!
I haven't done anything!
Annette Walker, I'm going to, under the circumstances,
arrest you for... La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la!
..and GBH. You don't not have to say anything...
I can't hear you.
I can't hear you. I can't hear you.
Do you understand, Annette?
I can't hear you. Annette, do you understand?
I can't hear you!
I've been very clear, but the response to caution
was that she couldn't hear me, so I am repeating.
Do you understand, Annette?
Yes.
Victim is Terrence Holland, investment banker -
hence this very lovely penthouse.
He's also terminally ill,
found in an apparent drugs overdose in the bedroom.
He couldn't have used his arms. He could not have done that himself.
Let's look at his last will and testament, I think.
See who's most likely to benefit from his death.
Mrs Holland, to continue my investigation, I need to arrest you.
I don't want to use these.
Oh, my God! Let's go quickly and quietly.
Five minutes and I'll talk to you.
I which case, I'm happy to arrest you in the corridor.
What? I'm arresting you on suspicion of assisted suicide.
I will cuff you or I will hold you.
All right, hold me, but I will talk to my solicitor, thank you.
Martin Holland? Stand there! Stand there! Stand there!
Stand there! Stand still! Stop. Fuckers!
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