(SIGHS)
(DOORBELL RINGS)
(DOORBELL RINGING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
DOCTOR: Last night? MARCELLA: Yes.
DOCTOR: Last time was four years ago, is that right?
When my daughter, Emma,
she went missing at the shopping centre.
Three incidents of fugue prior to that.
The first, of course, was with little Juliet.
Yeah.
Last time,
you were quite violent.
Do you have a feeling that that might have happened again?
I, erm... (INHALES DEEPLY)
I don't know. Maybe. (SIGHS)
I can arrange a CAT scan, but we found nothing wrong the last time.
We think these episodes are triggered by extreme stress.
(INHALES DEEPLY)
My husband left me. (SIGHS)
That's... (SOBBING) That's...
- That's been affecting me. - Mmm-hmm.
Sorry.
How long would you say you were in that state on this occasion?
Erm... The first time was an hour,
and the second time was a bit longer.
I was driving.
It's happened twice?
Yeah, the first one was...
Closer to the breakup.
Mmm-hmm.
- Am I going to remember what I've done? - Doubtful.
Perhaps some fragments.
You didn't get any memories back from the previous incidents, did you?
Mmm. No.
Obviously, if you were to talk to someone...
No. No, no. (SIGHS) No one can know.
(MARCELLA SIGHS)
No one must know.
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(PHONE RINGING)
RECEPTIONIST: DTG Construction.
Hi, I'd like to speak to, erm, Grace Gibson, please.
One moment, please.
RECEPTIONIST 2: Grace Gibson's office. How may I help you?
Hi, can I speak to Grace Gibson?
I'm sorry. She's in a meeting. Who can I say called?
Erm...
It's okay, I'll call back. Thanks.
(PHONE RINGING)
Hi, this is Grace Gibson. I'm unavailable right now.
Please leave a message, and I'll get back to you.
- (ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS) - SYLVIE: Grace, you're late.
Hope you're on your way.
Still no answer.
Postpone the meeting.
It's pointless without Grace.
Henry? Go over to her house.
Why? She's just late.
Okay.
JASON: I'm gonna grab some air, and I'll try her again.
Do you wanna come along?
- What, to Grace's? - Mmm.
Now, why would I do that?
I'm assuming you've got the keys, if nothing else.
Yeah, I know.
It's okay.
(CAR DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)
(DOORBELL RINGS)
Grace?
HENRY: Grace, are you here?
Is she here?
No.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Grace?
(RINGING CONTINUES)
(RINGING STOPS)
(SIGHS)
(MATTHEW GROANING)
(GRUNTS)
(ATM BEEPING)
(CELL PHONE RINGS)
MATTHEW: Hey. I'm just heading home.
I'm just about to check out, actually.
Er... One or two hours.
All right. Love you.
(ATM BEEPING)
Shit!
- Marcella Backland. - Sorry I'm late.
MARCELLA: You're meeting up with Peter Cullen, aren't you?
Why are you interested in Peter?
His name's come up as part of an investigation.
What investigation?
I can help you.
He trusts me.
Well, I hope you don't trust him.
Why are you meeting Peter?
I'm studying a master's degree in Investigative Forensic Psychology,
and I'm writing an essay on domestic violence that results in death.
So you know he's a very dangerous man.
Has he talked about the period of time before he killed his wife?
We've talked about his early years, yeah.
- The early crimes? - No.
Has he committed any?
Where'd you meet?
Sometimes in the open prison he's in, and sometimes in town.
Alone?
- Him or me? - Him.
No, he's always got some bloke with him.
The guy who runs the bakery.
MARCELLA: So, as far as you're aware, he's never left unattended?
MADDY: Yeah, that's right.
(INAUDIBLE)
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
Hi, Steve.
Oi, er, Ashley, the chief super's looking for you.
- Mrs Gibson? - Yes.
DI Tim Williamson. You wanted to see me.
The man in the reception said it had to have been 24 hours
before you could do anything?
Yeah, that is normal procedure,
unless there's evidence a crime has been committed.
Well, she didn't take her wallet, keys, or phone.
No clothes are missing. Her car's still in the drive.
What more do you need?
- When did you last see her? - Yesterday.
How did she seem?
Usual self.
Well, she wasn't depressed, upset about something?
No.
Was she on any medication, taking drugs?
No.
- Has she gone missing before? - No, never.
Can you think of any reason why she might do so now, voluntarily?
I want you to start looking into this immediately.
That's not how this works.
You know who we are?
- It doesn't matter. - I think you'll find it does.
Well, I'll need to take this up with my boss.
Then let's do that. I'll come with you.
(SOFTLY) Okay.
LEA: Are those from another Sinnr date?
- Yeah, I worked really hard for 'em. - I bet you did.
CARA: Look, if you're married and you cheat, you deserve it, okay?
LEA: Mmm-hmm.
(CARA SIGHS)
(TYPING)
All right, forensic report from Benjamin Williams' flat.
Same plastic bag, tape, cable ties, the lot.
No DNA or finger prints yet. Have we got yours?
- Sorry? - Have we got your DNA on file?
Well, you attend crime scenes, Marcella.
- Get it done. - MARK: All right,
there was nothing on the CCTV from the shop downstairs.
Camera was in the wrong angle.
It didn't pick up anyone going in or out of those flats.
ALEX: There's nothing about anyone breaking in there.
Do they just let him in?
No, they don't have to let him in. They just open the door.
He shoves them inside, and then closes the door behind him.
No, the victims were found a long way from the front door.
No signs of struggle.
He's already there when they get home.
(INAUDIBLE)
(GROANING) Ah!
- (MAN GRUNTS) - (MASKED MAN GASPING)
You're late.
MATTHEW: Er, a client called, so I popped in on the way.
All right.
Come here.
- Hi. - Hey.
YANN: They're all there.
- I wasn't counting. - Oh, yeah?
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
MATTHEW: Did you get my message?
YANN: Mmm? MATTHEW: My text, about Grace Gibson.
(CRUNCHING) No. What?
She's gone missing.
I thought I'd give Henry a call. See if he wants to meet up.
Oh, okay.
You just got home.
I'm, er, gonna go lay down for a bit.
- I didn't really sleep last night. - Mmm-hmm.
- Noisy hotel. - Okay.
Yep.
Just give me a nudge when the food's ready.
- Yep. - Thanks.
Yep.
(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Tim?
(LAUGHING) No.
- Oh! (LAUGHS) - Hey.
Oh, I did hear something about you being back.
- Oh, it's so good to see you. - And you.
How are you? And the kids? Jason?
I'm good. Erm, Emma's 13. Edward's 11. Both at boarding school,
so I don't get to see them as much as I'd like, but...
Oh, that must be tough.
Yeah. (SIGHS) It was Jason's idea.
And Jason? Is he, er, still at Gibson's?
- Yeah, why? - Well, I'm heading over there now.
Grace Gibson's gone missing.
Yeah, she's only been gone one night, but we're looking into it.
- Do they know what happened? - Well, nothing most likely.
Only I'm going to spend hours arriving at that conclusion.
Listen, we should, erm...
We should get lunch or something. Catch up. Soon.
Yeah. That'd be great.
- Great seeing you. - You, too.
(YELLING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(GASPING)
(EXHALES)
(PANTING) It's all right. You're okay.
(BALL THUDDING)
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
TIM: Henry Gibson?
DI Tim Williamson.
- Have you found her? - Erm, no, we haven't.
- But about your sister's disappearance... - Half-sister.
- Same father. - I see.
Er, your mother... Well, your stepmother,
said you were at Grace's house this morning.
Yes, that's right.
Was there anything you saw there that gave you cause for concern?
- So, like what? - Object missing,
something having been moved, signs of someone having been there?
(STAMMERS) No, no. I've not been to her place very often.
So you should... You should probably talk to Jason.
Backland. The head of legal. He was with me.
They're, erm...
(STAMMERS) They're in a relationship.
- Really? - Yeah, but no one here knows.
And Sylvie wouldn't approve, so maybe you could keep that to yourself.
- But Grace told you? - Mmm, yeah.
(MUTTERING) I mean, we...
We tell each other most things.
Oh. Then I've come to the right person.
- Has there been any news? - No.
Can I get you anything?
- A cup of tea? - No, thank you.
(SIGHING) I ought to go back to work.
They can manage a day without you.
Do you think it has anything to do with the company?
Well, maybe she's been kidnapped. You do hear about that happening.
- We're not in South America. - All the same,
- we have assets... - I don't want to speculate,
and neither should you.
MARCELLA: Mark, have you got a second?
- Sure. - CCTV wasn't really that big
when I was here before.
- Well, what do you need? - Erm...
- Access to the films. - Any specific area?
No, not really. I just wanna learn.
Okay. All right. Well, if we start at the beginning...
Rule number one. You never work with the originals.
RAV: Right, there's been an assault.
Masked man inside a flat when the owner came home.
No signs of forced entry.
- What happened? - Apparently the perpetrator ran off
when he was stabbed in the shoulder with a pair of scissors.
Take Alex with you, and find out what you can.
RAV: What did she want? MARK: Just to know how CCTV works.
RAV: Any particular aspect? MARK: No, just in general.
- ALEX: Marcella? - Can you just give me a minute?
When you find out, let me know.
Okay.
(POLICE OVER PHONE) Got it. We'll send uniform for him shortly.
Okay, thanks.
SHOPKEEPER: Two...
Three...
350, all right?
Thanks, mate.
CARA: Oi, Lea?
(LEA DISTORTED ON PHONE)
How about a lot of drinks? On me.
- Hey. - Hey.
- Is he here? - Yeah, he's downstairs.
(CHUCKLES) Okay, thanks.
Sorry, I'm late.
PETER: Why? It doesn't matter. You're here now.
- (CHUCKLES) - That's the main thing.
Well, you said it would be worth it.
(SIGHS LOUDLY)
(CHUCKLES)
The police had a talk with me today.
- About? - You.
Someone called Marcella Backland.
What did she want?
She wanted to know about our meetings.
Why does she want to know about our meetings?
Because she's persecuting me.
Harassing me.
Because of what you did to your wife? Or...
Is it something else?
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
The police are here. They want to talk to you.
- The police? - Yeah.
Uniformed officers. I don't think they're gonna wait.
PETER: One minute. Just...
Just one minute, okay?
You know, I can tell you a lot more the next time we meet.
When will that be?
Whenever.
What's the boyfriend going to say about you meeting up with me the whole time?
I haven't got one.
Now get going.
I'll give you a call soon.
(SOFTLY) Yeah.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
Well, thanks for coming in.
- You can find your own way out? - Sure.
What're you doing here?
A colleague of mine has gone missing.
Grace. Sylvie's daughter.
Why're they talking to you about it?
They're... questioning everyone.
- Do they know what happened? - Not yet.
Look, I've got to get back.
Erm, the weekend when the kids get back from school...
Do you wanna come over and talk?
JASON: I know we should,
but I'm up to my eyes, and then there's Grace.
- You know her well? - She's on the executive committee.
I've worked with her for years. It affects me.
Of course.
Let's talk some other time.
Thanks.
You don't give up.
- Why would I? - Because you're wrong.
(INHALES)
You know I didn't have to come.
Take your shirt off.
Why?
- 'Cause I want you to. - (INHALES DEEPLY)
No.
You'd have to arrest me.
Bring some kind of charge. Make it official.
Use force.
Only for that you'd have to have a lot more to go on.
Not on very firm ground, are you, Marcella?
I dunno, you seem a bit... Desperate.
Coming down to the bakery...
Talking to Maddy.
Asking her questions.
- (PETER GASPS QUIETLY) - All right, Peter.
All right.
Don't touch me... please.
You told the police about Grace and me.
Yes, I did.
There was a reason we were keeping it secret.
Well, don't worry, I haven't said a word to Her Majesty.
Do you know where she is?
- How could I? - 'Cause you're sleeping with her.
Well, don't you think I would have said something?
Yeah. Yeah, of course you would.
(CHUCKLES) Yeah.
HENRY: Sorry. I'm just worried.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
- Hiya. - Hi.
- Have you found Grace Gibson? - We haven't. No, this is, erm...
It's about something else. Could I come in for a minute?
Yeah.
- Can I get you anything? - No, I'm fine.
- Beer? - No, thanks. Really.
Erm, what do you want?
Well, I'm, er... I'm not supposed to say.
It's just I felt that...
- Well... - What is it?
Jason came up in the investigation into Grace Gibson's disappearance.
They, er...
Well, they were in a relationship.
Yeah. I thought as much.
I just didn't know who.
He says you were separated.
(MARCELLA SIGHING) Er...
Yeah, you could say that.
He took me out for dinner...
And in the middle of the main course he told me that he was leaving me.
So I wouldn't make a fuss, but I did.
And then he put me in a taxi, and he went back to work.
(TIM SCOFFS)
Yeah. So if you examine his car and you find dents and broken glass,
that'll be me.
Mmm, I don't know what to say.
Do you want that beer now?
Yes, please.
- Cheers, mate. Good to see you. - Cheers.
Not likely to be the most entertaining company, I'm afraid.
Hmm.
- We can be worried together, huh? - (SOFTLY) Yeah.
MATTHEW: All right.
(CLEARS THROAT) Best case scenario, she's just lying low somewhere.
I'm sure she is. She's probably just fine.
YANN: Hey, did I tell you
that there was a woman in my AA group that went missing?
Carol Fincher.
- She was gone for, like, seven weeks. - Yann, please don't.
YANN: They found her murdered
when her body started oozing through the floor into the shop below.
Yann, please shut up.
What? We're just talking about people who are missing.
No, we weren't talking about "people."
We were talking about Grace.
(STAMMERS) Okay, sorry.
(CHUCKLES) Sorry.
Excuse me.
- (INHALES SHARPLY) Smoke? - Smoke.
Can you wait for the money till next month?
It's not a loan.
It's just things have been so bloody slow this month.
- You know what I can do for you? - No.
I can... No, don't interrupt me.
I can give you a job, at the company.
A real job. A consultancy, not a non-charity in disguise.
We're looking for an IT guy right now. Are you in?
(CHUCKLES) Yeah, all right.
- Thanks... again. - Hey, hey...
It's all right.
(SNIFFS)
We gotta help each other.
You know, Grace was trying to help me before she... disappeared.
And I blew up at her.
Dude, she'll be back.
Yeah?
There you are. You guys left these in the bar.
Any ideas how many drinks get spiked in pubs every year?
Are we in danger?
I mean, don't you have to be prettier, and younger, and a woman?
Who knows? Plenty of crazies out there.
Oh, Yann!
Yann!
Thanks.
- TIM: It's just like the good old days. - (CHUCKLES)
(MARCELLA CHUCKLES)
The case...
It's taking over.
- Peter Cullen... - I know it's him.
- Don't be too sure. - (SIGHS)
You know, it's not a bad idea to take a step back every now and then.
That's not really me, is it?
I know. But maybe this time...
It's not the same. The Hexton case was different.
That was different.
Okay.
(BOTTLE THUDS)
(SIGHING) I should get going.
- Thanks for the beer. - Do you want to stay?
Yes.
But I'm not going to.
Why'd you come?
'Cause I care about you.
And that's why I'm going.
I'll see you tomorrow.
(DOOR CLOSES)
SHOPKEEPER: Earrings, bracelet, your mate's got the lot.
There you go. That's all she sold me.
Yeah, it's Carol Fincher's. Liz Harper's.
And Benjamin Williams's watch.
His brother recognises it, and the inscription confirms it.
Who sold you this?
- A girl. - MARCELLA: What girl?
She's supposed to show you some form of ID, isn't she?
Well, yeah, but...
- Do you know her name? - No.
But you have seen her, haven't you?
Identifying this woman is top priority.
What do we know about her? Mark?
She may have been in trouble before.
I've got the guy from the pawnshop looking through mugshots.
We're trying to get fingerprints off the bracelet,
the watch and the earrings.
RAV: Good, 'cause she's now our lead suspect.
Serial killers don't take trophies to sell them.
They've got a different value to them.
RAV: How do you explain this jewellery, then?
My guess is that she stole them from him.
ALEX: If that was the case, the killer's gonna try and find her.
RAV: Well then, make sure we find her first!
(COMPUTER BEEPS)
Hi.
What would you like?
Yeah.
(SIGHS)
I'm not gonna hurt myself, so you can forget about that.
(SCOFFS)
(MOANS)
(GASPS)
Ah...
Mmm.
(CHUCKLES) I like you, too.
You don't know what I smell like.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
LAURA: Did you send officers to pick up Peter Cullen yesterday?
- MARCELLA: Yes. - On what grounds?
I wanted to talk to him.
If all we want to do is talk to someone,
we ask them to come in and see us voluntarily.
MARCELLA: He's involved in this, Laura.
- RAV: You don't know that. - The murders began when he got in touch
- with the outside world again. - He's supervised constantly!
He's been seeing a psychologist in prison for several years.
I've read his report.
LAURA: He's filed a complaint for harassment. His lawyers are involved.
We have no grounds to continue investigating him.
MARCELLA: Yes, we do.
Peter shows signs of a personality disorder.
- And that means? - An unstable self-image.
He switches rapidly between emotional states
and often demonstrates intense rage that's out of all proportion to the case.
Dominant traits, an intense fear of abandonment
and an inability to handle rejection.
I'm sorry, that's not enough.
Stay away from Cullen. No contact at all.
Can I at least show him this, see how he responds?
LAURA: We weren't asking for a favour, DS Backland.
Stay away from him.
(SCOFFS)
MARCELLA: I'm so sorry this has happened.
EMMA: Why aren't you both here?
Because Dad's at work. He's busy.
Are we going to be living in two different places now?
Yeah, probably.
(CLICKS TONGUE)
But that doesn't mean that we're not gonna
spend lots and lots of time together, the four of us.
- We're still your parents. - EMMA: Are you sad?
Honey, of course I'm sad.
So this wasn't your idea?
He left you...
Didn't he?
He left you.
What did you do?
I didn't do anything.
Things like this just happen sometimes.
EMMA: Has he met someone else?
No.
EMMA: So he just had enough?
Erm...
Would you like it if I talked to the school and asked if you can...
Come home with me for a few days?
No, thanks.
I'm good.
MARCELLA: Edward?
I guess I'd rather stay here, too.
You don't wanna come home with Mommy?
Hey, come here. It's okay.
(LOCK RATTLING)
Cara?
Cara.
(LOCK RATTLING)
Since when did we start using that?
- Are you all right? - Mmm-hmm.
(LOCKS DOOR)
LEA: Cara...
- Some guy threatened to kill me. - Who?
Someone I'd nicked stuff from.
He threatened me on the webcam.
They chat a load of shit online. He's not gonna do anything in person.
He doesn't know who you are, does he?
(SCOFFS) There are eight million people in London, Cara.
There's no way he could ever find out who you are.
Come here.
(CARA SIGHS)
(TYPING)
(LOCK SLIDING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(GRUNTS)
MARCELLA: I want to meet my husband's girlfriend.
GRACE: You should be speaking to Jason.
MARCELLA: Why are you seeing my husband?
(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
GRACE: You should be speaking to Jason. Calm down.
(CAR HONKING)
MARCELLA: You tell me. I want to hear it from you.
Are you seeing my fucking husband?
GRACE: I don't have anything to say. You need to speak to Jason.
(CAR ALARM BEEPS)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(MUTTERING) Come on!
(WHIMPERS) Think.
MARCELLA: You're a fucking goddamn liar. Stay away from me!
(RUSTLING)
MARCELLA: Look at me!
(GASPS)
(GAGS)
(INAUDIBLE)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
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(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)