DCI Metcalfe? I'm DCI Warmseley. I'm the SIO.
How can I help you?
I spoke to Jaine Ellis on the phone at approximately 10pm...last night.
While we were talking, the doorbell rang.
She ended the call to answer the door. Did she tell you who the visitor might be?
No.
And was your phone call professional or personal?
Professional.
Any idea who did this? We haven't ruled out misadventure.
What, she just stepped into an empty lift shaft? It happens.
People are pushed into an empty lift shaft. That also happens.
I'm applying to get her patients' records released. See if anything comes up on the nutters she treated.
Well, let me have a copy so maybe I can...recognise a name.
We think she stepped, or was pushed, into the empty shaft
and fell several floors onto the lift roof.
Lay there through the night. Was she alive at the time? Yeah, she was alive.
Unfortunately this building doesn't have 24-hour security,
so if she did come to and cry out, there was no-one to hear her.
6.15 this morning, the cleaner took the lift to the top floor.
If you've a special interest, Chief Inspector, I'd appreciate knowing.
No.
No special interest.
Give me a minute, would you?
Anything been moved? No, nothing.
Jaine Ellis was found dead this morning.
What?!
We are starting again.
I want you all to go back to the beginning and examine everything.
What are we missing?
What links the victims?
Take another look at our chief suspects. Sal Meti's wife, Gina.
Where was she yesterday? Did she meet anyone?
If she's hiring a contract killer they're gonna have to communicate.
Check her line.
The consultant - Henderson - where did he train?
Duncan, Kate, talk to his ex-wife.
Why did he divorce? Was he violent?
Did he have therapy?
I want a list of all the patients who were discharged yesterday.
Talk to Personnel.
Any staff with personal problems, I want to know.
The words "drowning man" and "straws" spring to mind.
Do you think Jaine Ellis is connected to our murders? Why, do you? No. It's just...
you asked if Henderson...
Jaine Ellis doesn't appear to have any link with the prison.
She never mentioned to me that she knew anyone involved in the case.
Yes, yes, you're right.
Maybe, um...
Why would he or she want to...
murder Jaine Ellis?
..I suppose her patient notes will become evidence.
The entire Met will get to know what's in them.
I'll speak to the SIO.
I'll make sure he's the only person that sees them.
Yesterday, with Jaine Ellis,
it didn't end well.
I walked out.
Why? She didn't listen. She's talking about "a gun shot,"
but the first time we met, I know I said gun SHOTS.
When you were held hostage,
after you were released, did you have nightmares? Yes.
Other things?
Images you can't connect?
Radio playing.
People laughing.
You?
I hear shots.
I see...
It's OK. Tell me.
A door.
Wind in the trees.
D'you know this place? I've tried.
Everything's so vivid, so familiar and I have no idea where I am.
I don't understand what's happening. When you're there, how do you feel? Terrified.
Before she died...
Jaine Ellis called me. In her opinion you're unfit for duty.
But I've decided I'm going to keep you on the case.
Thank you.
Once we find the killer, I promise everything will get back to normal.
CURTAIN SWISHES
No, no. I was scared...
I was scared of ME, I was scared of the person that I had become.
No, I-I judged...
I judged myself!
The man I was for you had gone.
I wanted to be that man for you. Because I love you.
..You are denying him his legal right... Madam. ..to legal counsel!
I insist you send for the hospital management immediately. I insist on speaking to... Just a moment...
Can I help? I demand to see my husband. Visiting's prohibited.
I must ask you to leave. It violates his rights. Come with me. We'll try... Why is Sal still here?
It's over 24 hours since Houseman was killed. Gina! You promised he'd be moved! Lower your voice.
There are sick people... Chained like bait to a prison officer! ..If the killer comes after Sal,
he'll murder you too. Have you thought of that? I love Sal.
I need to be with him. Please.
I'm sorry.
If you won't protect him, I will. For the last time, could you please leave?
If anything happens to him, I'll come back and kill you myself.
Escort her from the building. This way.
Gina! Gina!
You're Carl Henderson's wife? Ex-wife. Why didn't you tell us?
I keep my professional and private life separate.
It isn't mentioned in your personnel file. Why would you want your connection to be such a secret?
I kept my maiden name after we got married.
Most of the people who work here know about Carl and me.
It must be difficult being Carl's boss AND ex-wife. Especially after losing your daughter.
Well, he came back to work too soon.
I warned him. But his work is...
..is very important to him.
It's an...
It's a large part of who he is.
Did he ever seek help? No, not Carl.
He bottles it up?
Have you any children?
A boy. Sam.
Ginny was our only one.
You don't realise how precious...
The unimaginable hole they leave.
I wanted to talk about her, keep her alive.
If Carl and I had...
clung together, shared the pain, maybe the nine years of her life wouldn't have been wasted.
But Carl couldn't face me. Why couldn't he face you?
Oh, she was with him when she was run over. There was nothing he could've done. He blamed himself?
He blamed the drunk driver. And the judge for giving a lenient sentence,
the Press, the politicians, the paramedics...
..me, for not being there.
Was he ever violent towards you?
No.
No, never.
She seems pretty honest, to me. Why hasn't she got a picture of her daughter in her office?
Like she said, she keeps things separate. We don't all bring personal stuff to work.
Kate. Can I have a word?
I had the commander's office on the phone. Mrs Meti wants to make an official complaint against you.
She threatened to kill me. I had to have her escorted from the building.
I'll make sure her surveillance are aware of it.
Looks like she's hanging around.
ON RADIO: ..Tony, in Herts. Hello, Tony. Hello. How are you this evening? OK. I'm not home yet...
So what time did she get here, then? She never left. She's been here all night.
Well, how come her engine's still running?
The pipe runs under the car and up through the heating intake vent.
They just sat there and watched her die?
Suicide?
She stayed in her car because she wanted to be close to Meti.
She didn't want to die. Why didn't she smell the fumes?
She had no sense of smell. A pan boiled over when we went to see her. She couldn't smell it. ..Remember?
Do we assume the killer knew that?
Put in a request to see her medical notes. When did you order her out of the hospital? Er...
About 6.20.
According to her surveillance, she arrived at the hospital at 18.05.
After Kate told her to go, she made a phone call, went for a walk, bought a cup of coffee.
She returned to her car at 19.47. CCTV?
Nothing on the car parks. Only on the hospital entrances.
I want every member of staff interviewed.
Anyone coming in or out the hospital between 6pm and 8pm.
DCI Metcalfe speaking. Could you trace someone for me? ..Yes.
Kate Beauchamp.
Yeah. She was adopted. I want to see her Social Services file.
Mrs Gina Meti was a patient of yours five years ago.
Renal problems. Disclosing a patient's notes is wholly unethical, a breach of confidentiality.
In her notes, it clearly states that, due to a congenital problem, Mrs Meti had no sense of smell.
What's she talking about? After her marriage to Sal Meti, Mrs Meti came to you for a check-up.
When you learned she'd married a prisoner, you refused to treat her.
Who told you that? Sal Meti?
What happened to your duty of care, Mr Henderson? Gina Meti was a private patient. I choose.
Prisoners, whom you abhor, are murdered in this hospital.
The governor... Now we've the death of a woman you refused to treat.
You may have nothing better to do. I've patients to see. Clare said being a doctor was important to you.
Look, if this is a sordid attempt... It must be quite a buzz, having the power over life and death.
Couldn't save your daughter, though.
Where were you yesterday between 5pm and 8pm? Here, in the hospital.
Were you operating? No. What, then? I took a nap. A nap? What about your patients?
I rescheduled. Why? Because it suited me.
He lost his only kid, for God's sake! He's hiding something.
(If you're punishing me for the way I treated your wife, say so!) Away from the prisoner! This can't go on!
Both stand away! Murdering animal!
Have you any idea what you're doing?!
What exactly did Henderson do? Did he touch him? Grabbed his arm and shook him.
Get a doctor to check out Meti - now. What are they looking for? Anything.
You said to Mr Henderson, "This can't go on." What did you mean by it? He was remonstrating with a patient.
"Can't go on" implies it's happened before.
Is Mr Henderson in the habit of attacking patients? No.
Was there any medical reason for him to be with Sal Meti? No. Why was he there, then?
I don't know. Well, why did you come looking for him?
It's late. I just wondered if he wanted any help with his round. You were afraid of what he might do?
..Sorry?
Why are you scared, Dr Asiz?
I'm not.
The British medical profession is notorious.
You blow the whistle on one of your own, they'll hound you out.
Is that what you're scared of?
What did you do to Sal Meti? Hmm? "Do"? What was the purpose of your visit?
Those prisoners get more care and attention than my patients can hope for. Sal Meti's wife died today.
Yeah - m-my daughter died in my arms. You know, one minute she was standing by my side at the kerb,
the next, she was travelling down the road under a car. The driver must have felt her bones crunch
every time the wheels turned. By the time her body worked itself free, he drove off. ..Yeah, you're right.
I could have saved her. If I'd held onto her hand, or if she'd been the other side of me...
You know the driver, he got five years, reduced to three-and-a-half.
That's three years for my little girl's life.
Now Sal Meti, a convicted murderer, tries to ruin the only thing I've got left - my reputation.
Sal Meti had nothing to do... Don't defend him. You're in this together. Careful what you say here.
You go near the prisoners, I'll have you removed from the hospital.
Apart from his previous condition, nothing appears to be wrong with Mr Meti. Well, scratch mark on one arm,
nothing else.
Whose side are you on, Doctor Ryder?
My entire career's being called into question on the word of a madwoman. Be careful she doesn't turn on you.
I'm sorry.
Ignore him. He's not himself.. I have a clinic.
Arrest Henderson.
What for? Scratching someone's arm is hardly ABH.
Try defamation.
It's late. I suggest we go home and get a few hours sleep.
I'll give you a lift. No, thanks.
I wondered how you were.
Better. Had my chest drain out this morning.
And...?
Kate.
She's been spending quite a bit of time up here.
Has she said anything about me?
Um...
She said, on the way to the prison,
that you were a northern, chauvinistic git.
I wish she'd say it again. I'd know she was OK.
Look.
What she went through in there... She once referred to you as a self-righteous windbag.
Yeah, well,
we've become unlikely friends.
It's funny. What?
When you first meet her, you wouldn't think so, but...
she seems lonely.
Kate doesn't need anyone. Well, you only say that because she makes out like she doesn't need YOU.
..He attacked him in public. I know. I heard.
Do something. He's out of control. Can't discuss it here. We'll talk tomorrow night. OK, fine.
Mr Asiz?
Mr Asiz, a word...?
I needed a piss. You should have called. I know.
Have you seen the night nurse?
She's Filipino.
She's gorgeous.
Susan...
Kate.
Sorry! ..No decent late-night movies.
I thought you might want to share this.
We could order a pizza or... Here, let me get that.
Ever since the prison, you've hardly looked at me.
Why?
For God's sake, will you just say it? You left me.
I didn't mean to. You left me to die. There was an opportunity. I took it. It went wrong.
You were only interested in saving yourself. Bullshit. How do you think I felt when that gate closed?
Relieved, probably. Relieved it wasn't you.
You cannot really believe that.
You think I don't know, Duncan?
What? How scared you are. Scared of what?
Of everything.
Of life.
(Sorry!)
EXCUSE ME...! Sorry!
It looks like MRSA - Methicillin-Resistant Staphylococcus Aureus.
The "superbug". The tests will confirm it for certain.
Will it kill him? It depends. He's very weak from the gunshot wound.
There are antibiotic regimes we can try. Could he have been infected deliberately? Possible, I suppose.
How's it contracted? By contact with a carrier. Through open wounds, cuts, abrasions.
Spread may also occur by indirect contact, through touching towels, bed sheets, wound dressings.
We move Meti to the Isle of Wight NOW.
Sorry, it's not an option. He has to remain isolated. No-one in without protection.
We'll screen all his guards, just to be on the safe side. We're witnessing a murder.
I want names of everybody who saw him yesterday.
There's one person we know saw him. Henderson.
How long was he in there? Overnight, certainly.
Henderson was riddled with cancer.
That, plus the blow to the head, may have accelerated his death.
It could also explain the mood swings,
his increased rate of procedural errors and the afternoon naps.
Traces of morphine were found in his bloodstream. He must've been in great pain.
Any chance of DNA? We're working on it. ..Request extra manpower.
Try and trace Henderson's movements after we interviewed him. Who did he talk to? Did anyone see him?
Go through the files of every patient and every member of staff...
again.
Why Henderson?
Leo Symons, he operated on.
Mrs Meti was once a patient. What's his connection to the other victims?
Every time we think we have a suspect, they're killed. Maybe that's the pattern.
Maybe the killer murders to humiliate us.
From now on move in pairs, or at least tell your colleagues where you're going.
And...go as calmly as possible.
When you said to Henderson, "This can't go on," you knew he had cancer.
Cancer? This area's restricted to surgical personnel. What else did you know?
That he used morphine? That he wasn't fit to operate? We're expected in theatre. Please leave.
How many of Henderson's patients died cos you kept your mouth shut? That's it!
I'm informing your superior officer. What had Henderson got on you? It must've been pretty terrible.
Why else would you let a terminal junkie carry on working as a surgeon?
Kate? Hey...
WOMAN SOBS
..The tests confirm Sal Meti has MRSA. Unfortunately it's mutated into GISA. Meaning?
It's resistant to all but one antibiotic.
We're dosing him with it, but it's probably too late. His immune system's very weak. That's it -
we evacuate the hospital. I'm sorry, that's impossible. Others may have contacted GISA. Until we know,
no patients can be discharged or moved.
The scratch on your arm, do you have any idea how you got it?
This is something new,
interviewing the murder victim
before he dies.
Henderson.
Did anything happen when Mr Asiz tried to pull him off you?
Can't remember.
Was half asleep.
HACKING COUGH Shall we get you a nurse?
To do what? You mustn't give up.
The people I love most - murdered.
The rest of my family's thousands of miles away.
And I simply want this to be over.
Just don't let me die alone.
This came for you. Thank you.
What are you gonna do about Kate?
She's irrational, antagonistic with witnesses.
We can't afford to carry anyone.
Are you making an official complaint about DS Beauchamp's work? She's not herself.
It's bloody obvious. Send her home. Get her to see another shrink. Thank you, Duncan. That's it?
For the moment.
MACHINE OFF God! Nearly gave me a heart attack. Sorry.
I'm making this wardrobe for a customer.
She saw it in a magazine.
How's Mum? She's on the ten to four shift.
Hold that end.
I-I want to try again.
Us as a family.
I know I'm... I know I haven't been easy,
but you're all I've got.
No. I'm sorry.
I understand everything you went through in that prison, everything.
But how long would you be staying for?
How long before you didn't need us?
This is my home.
No, it isn't. You made that clear from the moment you first arrived all those years ago.
I can't put your mum through it.
I can't go through it...
having our hearts broken - not snap, in a moment -
over years.
Please, Dad.
We love you.
But you nearly finished us, sweetheart.
I don't think you even LIKE us.
Go back to that team o' yours.
A nice, tidy life.
It's for ALL our good, believe me.
"..The Lord will restore his health,
"and if he has committed any sins, they will be forgiven.
"We ask you to listen to the prayer we make in faith. In your love and kindness,
"protect our brother Sal in this illness. Lead us all to the peace and joy of your kingdom...
"Live for ever and ever. Amen.
"God, the father of mercies, through the death and resurrection of his son
"has reconciled the world to himself and sent the Holy Spirit among us for the forgiveness of sins.
"Through the ministry of the Church may God give you pardon and peace. And I absolve you from your sins
"in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit."
..Agency nurses stay away, staff go round in pairs spying on each other, deliveries are left in the car park!
Have you any idea how much time that puts on every single job done in this hospital?
Patients are dying from failure of care. You had a terrible shock. You should go home.
Carl didn't tell me.
About the cancer - I-I didn't know.
He's dead. Sal Meti? Yes. You should've rung! Maybe if you didn't wander off!
I wanted to be there when he died, promised he wouldn't be alone. He wasn't.
You deliberately kept me away from him. What? We'll discuss this in a minute, Sergeant!
HOW are you going to stop this? You can't even control your own team.
I was in the prison with Sal Meti. Where were you, Detective Inspector? Send her home - I told you!
What's up, Duncan? Reminded of your own failure? You saw what the bastard did to Meti.
Could be one of us next. We must be able to depend on each other. Leave us, Duncan, please.
If you two can't work together... He's the one who doesn't want to work with me!
I'm sorry, I'm trying, I really am. I didn't mean to embarrass you in front of Clare Fenton.
Where were you this afternoon?
It was personal.
MUSIC ON RADIO Ian?
You have got to make him take her off the case
before she does something really stupid.
She doesn't get it. I'm worried for her.
She's going bonkers.
Not from where I'm standing. If she'd just talk to me!
He speaks, she listens. I keep seeing them, huddled together...
It's like she thinks I'm just this insensitive bastard, the deep stuff goes right over my head.
But Red and her, no they've got the T-shirt! "Traumatic Stress Syndrome - the only way to suffer!"
I sound like some jealous prat.
Kate...?
He still isn't home. Mum, this is DI Warren.
Duncan. Pleased to meet you. He always comes home for his supper at seven, Duncan.
I've rung round his friends. He was fine at lunchtime.
How do you know? I popped in.
For a chat. Nothing special.
Mobile phone? In the garage. He didn't take the van, either.
Public transport?
No, not if he could help it. I tried the hospitals, but nothing.
He's good with his hands. He likes building things. Cupboards, walls...
Any money worries? No.
Are there, um... Are there any family problems?
One of those brickie mates of his probably showed up. They'll be in the pub setting the world to rights.
I know. I'm being silly. Well, we'll check out his usual haunts. Ring me if he turns up.
Are you ashamed of your dad? Let's try the Prince of Wales on Canal Street first.
I'm not ashamed of him. More the other way round.
I doubt that.
I thought Maureen seemed OK.
You would. She and Ian are the people that buy all those knick-knacks abroad.
Clutter everywhere. You can't sit down, eat, without moving something first. They thrive on chaos.
Works for some people. I like space and order, some sense of control.
All that stuff about you being scared.
I didn't mean it. No... No, you're right.
Not about the prison, but my personal stuff.
I've just cocked up so many times.
Maybe winding people up is easier.
All his tools are in the box.
If your dad is this chaotic bloke, how come he's tidied everything away before he's even finished the job?
Stay back. Why?
This door's been nailed up.
He never hurt anyone.
Never even smacked you.
You will find him, won't you?
We'll try. No, you WILL.
Mrs Fleet, Red Metcalfe.
Oh, yes, Kate's boss.
I know it's not a good time.
But I'd like to ask you some questions. Is that OK?
Of course. Anything.
Did Ian...? Now, this may sound strange, but did Ian ever have any connections
with anyone at the prison? Did he ever do any work there? No. St Paul's Hospital?
Did he ever have an accident or anything? No.
He never worked there, either.
I'm sorry. SHE SOBS
He cut my dad's face off.
How angry would you have to be to do that?
Why my dad?
You visited him at lunchtime?
Yeah.
Before that? A few days ago.
And before that? Um...
five, six months ago.
Why did you go there today?
It was Meti. I don't know...
I just wanted to be with my family.
How was it with Ian?
We talked. We talked about me coming home more often.
You write your statement. We'll organise a cup of tea.
Why Ian?
Why Kate's dad?
We've been looking for something that connected all the victims to each other.
How about if all the victims are connected...
to someone else?
One common, outside connection. Who?
Kate.
Kate?
The prisoners,
the governor, Henderson,
Jaine Ellis.
Now Ian, her adoptive father.
Hold on. You think Jaine Ellis is one of ours?
Kate was involved with all of them.
How much do you charge an hour?
Well, it depends.
Is the client entitled to legal aid?
No.
ã75.
I could fly to Malaga for that - and have change for a paella.
I'm your client, right? Everything we discuss is confidential.
Kate's been involved in every murder.
Define "involved".
Connected to every victim. Even her bloody therapist, Jaine Ellis, nosedived into a lift shaft.
What are you saying?
You saying Kate's the killer? No, of course not.
But...
since the riot...
I dunno.
Is it possible...?
Maybe... The night Leo Symons and Pace Tierney were murdered...
I was coming round from my operation and I saw her.
She was standing there and she was talking to me.
She said, "You're safe now."
You were wacko on drugs.
You dreamed it. Perhaps.
Even if you didn't dream it, it doesn't mean anything.
Sick building, sick patients - you've got a sick mind, mate!
Kate, the murderer(!)
Hey, what are you doing? It's ã75 an hour or any part therein.
It was a symbolic gesture.
So is this.
Duncan?
Kate's finished. Can you take her home?
Kate.
We're here. Kate, we're here.
Sit down.
Lie down.
I'm unloveable.
No, you're not.
But you don't have to do that.
Not to make me stay.
Try to sleep.
Will you be here when I wake up?
Yes.
They...found them in here.
She truly didn't remember? Nothing. No.
The doctors, the psychiatrists, the police...
the judge, the social services all agreed
that it was best not to tell her.
She was only five.
And Kate was...
protecting herself from the truth, the specialist said.
They kept her under observation for a while and then we got her.
Maybe if she had been told, if we'd got her help...
You can't blame yourself. Oh, but I was the one...I was the one that said, "Trust the experts."
We were trapped in a charade of happy families like nothing happened here.
Like Kate's life started the day she came to us.
We were terrified of letting something slip.
SHE SOBS It tore Ian apart.
And he had all this love and...
..and...all Kate's sensing is there's something terribly wrong
but she doesn't know what.
So she rejected you before you could reject her?
Why hide him?
To prolong it? To punish Maureen and me even more?
Katherine Beauchamp, I'm arresting you on suspicion of murder.
What? You can't... You do not have to say anything,
but it may harm... Let's talk... Answer that.
It may harm your defence if you do not mention something you later rely on in court.
You were badly affected by the riot, you were hearing things... You think I lost my mind and killed them all?!
..memories you couldn't place. How do you know you didn't kill them?
Gerry forgotten in the side ward.
Coincidence? Why would I kill them?
Anger, hatred,
the mad don't need a motive. For God's sake, Red!
Put her in custody. Thomas... Can they do this?
If you think she's mad, she's unfit for questioning. That's an order!
I'll organise bail. You've lost it again, you bastard!
I told you to hand this over at the start! Get her out of here!
Come on. Kate...
Please just stay back.
Duncan's right - the lunatic here is you.
I'm sorry.
He's arrested Kate for the murders. You should have seen him - in front of the entire hospital.
We've tried, but he's not listening. You've got to reason with him.
If you do not go now, I will have you THROWN out!
Duncan!
Metcalfe.
Kate's been bailed. She left the station half an hour ago.
Duncan, take her home. Oh, please, Red!
I haven't got my car. Take mine - keys in the jacket.
Under the conditions of your bail, you must stay away from this hospital.
Duncan?
Duncan, what's wrong?
Get a doctor! I didn't do this!
Try and keep him still.
It's OK.
What happened? He's been poisoned.
Call Crash. Don't die, you stupid bastard.
Metcalfe's office... I love you.
A crash team, please.
Don't let him die. Please.
Keep his head back, his jaw forward. Make sure his airways are clear.
I'll go to Pharmacy. I'll be as quick as I can.
It's OK.
Excuse me, excuse me! He's much worse.
What are you giving him? Adrenaline.
With any luck, it will stabilise him until we get a tox result.
His pulse is strengthening.
Thank you.
He's stable. As soon as I get the results back on this, I'll know what anti-serum to use.
Stay here. I want to see him.
Just a minute.
That poison was meant for me.
I thought the killer would come last night. Kate was in a cell last night. I never thought Kate did it.
Whoever the killer is, he's protecting her.
Protecting her from what?
Anyone who puts her in danger,
upsets her, threatens her.
You put us through that farce, arresting her... To provoke the killer to come for me.
Only he got you by mistake.
You bastard. I'm sorry.
I swear I heard Kate say she loved me.
It was probably the poison frying me brain.
We'll have DS Warren's results back within the hour. That's quick.
Have you seen Kate? I was looking for her. She had quite a shock this morning. She might need a check up.
If you see her, tell her I want a word with her.
Are you hiding?
Red thinks I'm a murderer.
Or mad.
All the people I trust most in my life, I'm losing them.
And I don't understand. I don't know what I'm doing wrong.
Anyone seen Kate?
Maybe I did do it.
Maybe Red's right.
Mad woman and murderer - they're gonna lock me away.
No!
I won't let them.
No-one seen Kate?
You...you used to look like that when you were little.
Sorry?
When you were scared.
Even with the night light, you were frightened of the dark.
After Mum and Dad kissed us goodnight and closed the door, you used to wait.
I'd hear you climb out of bed, tug at my bed covers... I don't understand.
My parents died in a car crash.
I had a younger sister. She was five years old.
You said your family... A fantasy.
Something I dreamt of every night.
Something I never dared dream would be returned to me, especially not you. My brother died. They told me.
They lied!
What's my name?
Sarah.
Sarah Ryder.
Mum and Dad were at a party.
I heard noises below.
A policeman and policewoman wrapped us in blankets and carried us downstairs.
The babysitter was crying, she said there'd been an accident
and Mum and Dad wouldn't be coming home.
And finally, two social workers came.
They put us into a car and drove us away.
What's this?
I'm not sure. I'd have to look it up in the BNF. Is it adrenaline?
No, it's a type of anti-serum. It's not something I would normally use,
unless I was handling a venom and then I'd carry the antidote in case I accidentally injected myself.
When Dr Ryder came to get that, did he take anything else besides the adrenaline? No.
But he came in later for some sodium amytal. What's that? A barbiturate.
Can it be lethal? Depends on the dosage?
It was a room like this, with beds down the sides, remember?
In each bed was a girl.
And someone said, "Say goodnight to Sarah, Phillip."
I told them we had to be together, but they wouldn't listen.
In the morning, I found you sitting on your bed.
You were rocking.
Tearing your hair out.
I held you so tight.
And I promised that I'd always look after you.
When Kate told you she loved you, was Dr Ryder in the room?
Uh... I think so, yeah.
People came.
They said you were a danger to yourself and others.
And you kept calling my name, shouting, "Help me, help me!"
Your feet slid along the floor as they dragged you.
The door closed and you were gone.
According to this, he has no next of kin. He said he had a family -
dad, mum and sister. Ryder's car is in the car park.
No sign of Kate at her flat or at her mum's. She's still in the building.
I tried to blank it out.
But all these years, too scared to... Then suddenly, there you were.
In the prison, calling for my help. I couldn't believe it.
I'd been given a second chance.
When you said your parents died in a car crash, you'd had a brother... Why didn't you tell me?
I nearly blurted it out
and I thought, "No, why would she want anything to do with you?"
Phillip...
I love you.
You...you are the only person I have truly loved.
And I failed you.
I'm sorry.
They searched the wards and the operating theatres - nothing.
They're doing the basement now. What's left?
There's a couple of floors closed - lack of funding.
I won't let you take them this time.
No-one's going to threaten, abuse, upset or hurt you again, I promise.
HE SOBS
I just wanted to protect you.
Why did you save Duncan?
You asked me to.
Hey...you're safe with me.
Yeah? You're my sister.
If they'd just let us stay together.
If it had been just the two of us...
I had to earn your trust all over again. I knew that.
But you know now, don't you?
Hey?
It'll be all right, now. I'm gonna lock you away.
There'll be no more nightmares...
no more madness.
No-one will part us.
We'll be together for eternity, I promise.
Armed police!
Put the needle down, Phillip.
My sister and I just want to be left in peace. Your sister...Sarah...
is in a psychiatric hospital in Northwood.
She's been there since she was five.
No, she's here.
You're protecting the wrong woman, Phillip. What? I don't know my own sister?
Kate is not your sister, no matter how much you want her to be.
You're not taking her. I won't allow it.
Phillip, it's over.
Put the needle down. All that wasted time. Let go of Kate and move slowly away.
Don't be scared of the dark, sweetheart. I'll be right behind you. Phillip, move away!
I love you.
Take it! GUNSHOTS
You were in bed.
Your mother and father and brother were in this room.
They tied your family up and gagged them.
They probably had no intention of letting your family live.
There was evidence that they looked for you before they left.
You were found by a neighbouring farmer the following morning.
You couldn't remember anything.
No car crash.
No.
Why didn't they tell me?
Maureen and Ian were only doing what the experts advised.
I wanted Phillip...to be my brother, even when I knew he was the killer.
Does that make sense?
Yes.
We're supposed to look after each other.
Sometimes we're forced to make decisions that...
What I did... You told me who I am.
It's not knowing something that drives you mad.
You OK? Yeah.
Could I get a lift? Sure.
I heard what you said to Phillip when I thought I was going to die.
I was panicking. I said all sorts.
I don't really remember.
Sure you don't want me to come in with you? No, thanks.
But...would you mind waiting?
Yeah. Sure.
Sarah?
My name's Kate.
I'm a friend of your brother.