New Blood (2016–…): Season 1, Episode 1 - Episode #1.1 - full transcript

(MAN SHOUTING IN DISTANCE)

(HUBBUB)

- Earn some money?
- Oh, cheers.

(CAR HORN BLARES)

Take one?

For you.

(DOOR WHIRS OPEN)

This way, please.

The doctor wilI be with you soon
to explain the procedure.

Hi. I'm Mark. This is Laura.

Hi, I'm Bruce.



Are you nervous?

A little.

It's OK.

It's fine, I studied medicine at uni,
they do these things alI the time.

I asked when I got here.

This drug we're testing
is actually made by a UK company.

I... I wouldn't be surprised if there
were British doctors overseeing things.

(DOOR WHIRS OPEN)

MAN: How do?

Am I the last one in?

- Looks like it.
- I couldn't find the place!

And you haven't done this before?

You've got to be kidding!

I wouldn't be here if I hadn't
spent alI me cash. I'm skint.



We get dinner, breakfast and 600 quid.
That's my ticket home.

Where's home?

Leeds. Can't you tell? (CHUCKLES)

LAURA: I'm stilI not sure.

Most of us won't even get
the reaI stuff, whatever it is.

They just give you an injection
and then you lie down for a few hours.

- How do you know?
- I've done it loads of times.

Don't...telI them that.

LAURA: What if it's dangerous?

It's not dangerous.

They wouldn't be allowed to do it
if it was.

You'lI be fine.

I'm Henry.

Some of you may feeI a little drowsy.

That's nothing to worry about.

If you drift off to sleep, that's fine.

Wake me up when it's alI over, wilI ya?

- When do we get out of here?
- Lunchtime tomorrow morning.

MAN FROM LEEDS: Is lunch included?

If you want anything,
you can just ring the bell.

Any other questions?

Yeah.

When do we get paid?

- (TAPPING ON KEYBOARD)
- How long have you been travelling?

Two weeks. just finished teacher training.

- (KNOCK AT DOOR)
- MAN: Enter.

(CONVERSATION CONTINUES)

Well, to get home, really.

So, are we alI set?

Yes, Dr Leese.

Excellent.

Then carry on.

MAN FROM LEEDS: I telI you, this'lI be
the easiest money I've ever earned...

(SNORING)

(DOOR WHIRS OPEN)

(MUSIC PLAYS THROUGH HEADPHONES)

(SOUNDTRACK MUSIC CONTINUES
THROUGH HEADPHONES)

Did you see that?

What?

One of them just left.

Come on, we must find him
before Dr Leese gets back.

(MUSIC PLAYS THROUGH HEADPHONES)

(GASPS)

Doctor!

Have you seen one of the patients...
from Greenfern?

No, sir. I was just about to go home.

OK.

(BLADE PENETRATES FLESH

No!

Please...no!

(# RAG'N'BONE MAN: Wolves)

# Don't wanna drown no more

# Sick of the same old people

# The kind that'lI selI your soul

# Trade it for a shinin' stone

# Ain't nothin' in this life for free

# Running from the greatest evil

# It finally dawned on me

# A man's gotta fight temptation

# Keep the wolves from the door

# I hear them scratching
like I don't know better

# Won't you keep
the wolves from the door?

# It won't be long before
I cave in and open up the door. #

(THUNDERCLAP)

- (SIREN BLARES)
- (CHATTER)

HEYWOOD: Ah! It's horrible weather!

I know, I've been standing in it
for the last half-hour.

Oh, I'm sorry. Here you are.

What's this?

It's an After Eight.
I was just having dinner.

- Very nice.
- What we got, then?

Suicide, by the look of it.

15 floors.

- Name?
- Flaxton Court.

No, the body, not the building.

Oh, er...Mark Henson. I've got his wallet.

Also, an electronic door pass
from a secondary school.

Must have been a teacher.

Could've been a cook.
Mustn't jump to conclusions.

SANDS: What, like he did?

- (PHONE RINGS)
- HEYWOOD: Yeah, well, er...

check his place out and then send uniform
round to next of kin.

Heywood.

- Er...excuse me, sir.
- Who are you and what do you want?

- Er...Sayyad, sir.
- Is that a greeting or is that your name?

- PC Sayyad.
- PC Sayyad. That's right.

- Are you the first attending officer?
- Er...no, sir.

- So, why are you talking to me, then?
- I don't think he jumped, sir.

Oh, you've got some other theory

about how he ended up splattered
across the pavement, have you?

He was pushed.

No! Please! (SCREAMS)

What makes you think that?

Well, I was second on the scene
and I took his pulse.

Had one, did he?

No, sir.
He was dead by the time I got here.

But there was something on his skin -
some sort of adhesive.

What are you talking about?

I mean, it was like there had been
adhesive tape around his wrists.

Like he was tied up?

So, where is this tape?

- Well, I don't know, I...
- So, you examined the body,

you found traces of something
on the wrists,

so why have you left him there?!
Why haven't the hands been bagged?!

Well, I...

CalI to Forensics, alI right?! Do it now!

- What was that alI about?
- Some bloody amateur.

- I need you to bag the hands.
- We'lI bag them straightaway.

- Adhesive tape?
- Could've been anything.

Let's check the roof.

(SIGHS)

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

You alI right, Derek?

You'd think they'd have
a lift that worked.

You didn't come up here, then.

I did come here. I didn't see anything.

Maybe you didn't look.

HEYWOOD: Someone comes to his flat,
ties up his hands, takes him up top.

SANDS: Why, Guv? What's the point?
He's nobody.

Well, someone thought
he was worth killing.

That PC you were talking to,
what was he called?

(SIRENS WAIL)

# Light 'em up

# We running London town

# We'lI raise the underground

# We'lI hit the ground

# We're gonna burn the place down

# Turn it up loud

# You ain't messing with a rascal... #

Read the sign, innit? Look.

(SPEAKS POLISH)

What?

Look, you can't leave the bike here, man.

(OFFICE CHATTER)

- WOMAN: You need to get this sorted out.
- MAN: Yeah, I know...

You're late.
And the Leech wants to see you.

- (POLISH ACCENT) When?
- Half an hour ago.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Enter!

- You were wanting to see me, Mr Leese.
- Yes. Come in, Stefan.

Close the door.

- Stefan KowolskI - is that right?
- Yes, sir.

You haven't been here long.

- Er, two weeks.
- You're temporary. From the agency?

Yes.

Agency sent me here.

How long have you been
in this country?

I, er, came here two year ago.

- From Poland.
- Yes, sir.

And you're interested
in a career in the NHS?

In, er, clinicaI pharmacy.

Well, there's always openings
for bright, young people

and you're doing very well.

You might want to take a look
at your English, though.

Sir?

You typed up this report to
the North London Cancer Network Board?

- Yes.
- There were quite a few errors.

I, erm...

I don't see.

Third line. Cytotoxins.

That's "cyto" with a C, not an S.

Ah, yes.

There's a couple more.

Top of that paragraph.
There's only one S in "aseptic:

And there should be
two T's in Dr Bennett.

I'm, er, sorry.

If you want a full-time job,
you'lI have to try a little harder.

If you're prescribing drugs,
the smallest mistake

can have serious consequences.

Yes, sir.

Of course, there's not many permanent
contracts around at the moment.

It won't be easy, but I might be able
to help you, as a friend.

Mr Leese...

I'd like to get to know you
a bit better, Stefan.

- I think we can help each other...
- No! Is not right.

- I'm sorry?
- I'm sorry, Mr Leese. I'm not like that.

- I don't know what you mean.
- What you do with your hand.

I don't know what you're talking about.
This isn't good enough. Do it again.

Now get out.

STEFAN:
(ENGLISH ACCENT) I'm not going back.

I didn't join the Serious Fraud Office
to be a typist, Marcus.

MARCUS: You are going back.

Why?

Because we've actually got someone inside.

That's you.

Leese has accepted you.

And you're close to him.

- Too bloody close!
- Listen to me...

Marcus, I've got that inteI you wanted.

Capitax Enterprises?

Thank you, Alison.

You want to get Leese?
You want to bring him down?

Yeah.

Then don't say a word to Eleanor
about what happened.

OK?

And thanks, Stefan. We owe you one.

MAN: TelI me something, Arrash.
Why did you want to be a policeman?

I don't want to be a policeman.

I want to be a detective.

OK. Why do you want to be a detective?

It's what I've always wanted.

Did the detective course at Hendon.

Top of the class.

Commendations alI round.

From there, you went straight to Bromley
for three months.

That didn't work out too well.

- Ah, it was alI right.
- They didn't want you.

They sent you back here.

Yeah, but it was a three-month fill-in,
maternity leave.

That's right.

She went off
and had a little baby detective.

But then she didn't go back to work.

They got someone else in.

I, um...

didn't know that.

I'm telling you now.

Thank you.

I'm trying to help you, Arrash,

although you probably
don't see it that way.

There's a difference between smart...

and smartarse.

From what I hear from Bromley,

they couldn't wait
to see the back of you.

If you're a TDC,
you cannot step on people's toes.

How many interviews have you had?

Four.

That should telI you something.

Listen...

...you're clever.

You're good at the job.
We both know that.

So what are you doing wrong?

Well...

...seems that you conducted yourself
pretty welI last night.

The murder at Flaxton Court.

They're saying it's a murder now.

I've had a request in
from a DI Heywood -

offer of six months probationary.

Starting when?

They want to see you first thing
Monday morning. That soon enough for you?

(CLEARS HIS THROAT)

Thank you, Sergeant.

Arrash, don't screw it up.

OK. This is going very well, isn't it?

The Serious Fraud Office
supplying the NHS

with free secretariaI assistance.

But, to be honest with you,
I've yet to be convinced that this man,

David Leese,
is our best way into UK Remicon.

And let's not forget
they're the ones we're after.

David Leese is a chief pharmacist
for six London hospitals

with a combined budget
of almost 150 million a year,

and yet he's managing to spend almost
a third of it with the same company.

AlI with UK Remicon.

At prices way above the generic brands.

He's taking backhanders.
Well, he must be.

Isn't it obvious?

UK Remicon are bribing him
to choose their products for the NHS.

They're making millions.

Shame we haven't got a shred of evidence.

You've, um...

you've issued a Section 2
on his accounts?

- He has three bank accounts.
- Uh-huh?

Nothing.

And his lifestyle?

He drives a Porsche.

He eats in the best restaurants.
He has a second home in the country.

He can afford to.
He's earning £95,000 a year.

And has a wife who also earns.

He's married?

You sound surprised - why?

Cos...

What?

Because he's a bastard.

Eleanor, um...

Can we have a word alone?
Do you mind?

ELEANOR: Has something happened
that I should know about?

No.

Meaning it hasn't happened
or I shouldn't know about it?

OK.

Let's talk about UK Remicon.

A British company with
a market capitalisation of 50 billion.

They employ 37,000 people
in England, Ireland and Scotland.

They're criminals.

They're protected.

As you'd expect, they have
some very powerfuI friends,

in business and in government.

Right now, I have three teams,
30 people, working on this.

We've scanned over 10,000 documents,

spent God knows how many man-hours,

and you think I'm going to risk it all

for your Batman and Robin antics?

My Batman and Robin antics
are why you employed me.

You go after UK Remicon
down the usuaI channels,

you're going to get nowhere.

Even if you get them to court,

UK Remicon is too big, too smart.

But Dr David Leese isn't.

He's our way in.

Two more weeks.

Right.

You need to take a look
at his private correspondence. Contacts.

Find something, anything,
that links Dr Leese to UK Remicon.

And how would I do that?

How do I get back into his office?

You'lI find a way.

Oh, and, Stefan, be careful.

WOMAN, ON LAPTOP: So telI me, Henry,
how was your clay?

Boring.

At the car wash?

Yeah.

What's it called again?

Squeegees.

That is a stupid name
for a car wash.

I want to see you.

I know.

I drove alI that way
and you weren't even there.

If you start that again,
I'm going to sign off.

Don't!

Don't...

We'lI be together soon.

I wish I was with you now.

And what would you do?

If you were here, right now?

(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY)

I don't know.

I bet I can guess.

Anyway, I might be coming to London.

When?

Quite soon.

WilI I see you?

It depends.
Are you stilI on that stuff?

- Er, what?
- The medicine. Are you stilI taking it?

No.

You shouldn't, Henry.

It does things to you.
You shouldn't trust it.

Henry?

Henry, are you stilI there?

Henry?

Are you there?

I have to go.

I heard.

HENRY: I'lI calI you later.

CAROLINE: I know you will.

I love you, Henry.

I really do.

(FOOTSTEPS ON STAIRS)

Hello, love.
You have a good day?

Yeah.

It was alI right.

Who was that

- you were talking to just now?
- It was no-one.

Right. I'lI make supper.

By the way,
I've just noticed the car.

What about it?

It-It's got a...big dent in it.

What?

On the front bonnet.

Are you saying I did it?

I just wondered...

You think I'd have bashed the car
and I wouldn't have told you?

No. No...

I only just noticed it myself

and I was wondering how it happened.
That's all.

- I'd have noticed if I'd hit something.
- It's just that...

Why do you have to make
such a big deaI out of it?

(SIGHS)

You're right.

I'lI make supper.

STEFAN: Alison...?

Can you get this for me?
I need a Section 2.

Who's Elizabeth Leese?

Er, David Leese works
for the City of London Health Trust.

She's his wife.

And you think he might be running
something through her accounts?

I'm looking for any connection
to UK Remicon.

I'lI get on to them.

Great.

Stefan...

What?

I haven't seen you around much
the last two weeks.

What have you been doing?

Working for Marcus.
Why do you want to know?

I just wondered.

Do you fancy dinner next week?

Tuesday. My brother and his girlfriend
are coming round.

Tuesday?

Yeah.

- Yeah. AlI right.
- Great.

(RAISED VOICES)

(FOOTBALI ON TV)

(CHATTER IN POLISH)

Oh...

What are you doing, Kamil?

Shut the door!

(KAMII CHUCKLES)

(CHATTER CONTINUES)

(SPEAKS IN POLISH)

English, Jan. Remember?
We speak in English.

The landlord call.

He want, er, to put up rent.

What did you telI him?

(REPLIES IN POLISH)

(THEY CHUCKLE)

- I telI him, er, calI back, speak to you.
- (DOOR SLAMS)

KAMIL: Toilet broken.

(TRAIN TRUNDLES PAST)

(GLASSES RATTLE)

(SHOUTING) This place stinks!

(THEY CHEER AT FOOTBALL)

(WOMEN CHATTER)

Who's here?

Aunt Darya, Aunt Minoo
and two people from Mum's work.

Why?

- It's her birthday.
- Whose?

I don't know. One of them.

Arrash! There you are!

Come in. Your aunts are here.

Aunt Darya. Aunt Minoo.

And this is Mrs Clayton,
who works in my office.

Your mother's told me so much about you,
Arrash.

Dinner's nearly ready.
Are you going to get changed?

Oh, Mum, I've got to do my bike.

Now? I've got the race tomorrow.

Gerald used to like bicycling.
Didn't you, Gerald?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah...

AlI right. Ten minutes.

I'lI get you a beer.

STEFAN: Mr Menakis...

you can't do this!

We have a fixed-term agreement
which runs for another three months!

I told you the rent would rise.

No. No. You never said that.

Anyway, you have to give us notice.
That's the law!

Don't telI me about the law.
I know the law.

We're already paying you enough.

We can't afford any more.

(OTHERS SHOUT AT FOOTBALL)

Here.

Thanks.

Got some news today.

Oh, yeah, what's that?

I'm moving to CID.

What?

You got another placement?

Six months as a TDC.

That's brilliant, Rash.
That's really great.

I can't believe
you're sitting out here by yourself.

(CHUCKLES)

This time...

...I just want to get it right.

Come on, dinner wilI be ready.

(MUSIC DROWNS OUT SPEECH)

(MUSIC DROWNS OUT SPEECH)

(LAUGHTER ECHOES)

(GLASS SMASHES)

(DOG BARKS)

(MAN SHOUTS IN POLISH)

(MAN YELLS IN POLISH)

PA: AlI competitors, alI competitors,

the 25- to 35-year category race
wilI begin in five minutes.

- This is your five-minute warning.
- Hey, Rash. Hey.

(THEY EXCHANGE GREETINGS)

(INAUDIBLE)

Hi.

Hi.

I haven't seen you
at one of these before.

- I haven't been to one before.
- So are you just supporting someone?

Or are you here to have fun?

RASH: She's with me.

- Just here for fun, then.
- (CHUCKLES)

Who are you?

I'm her brother.

Brother and sister?

That's nice.

I'll, er, see you later.

Yeah, if you can keep up.

I-I was talking to her.

Just chatting up the opposition?

I wasn't chatting him up.

He was chatting me up.

Good luck.

- (CHATTER)
- Come on, boys!

STARTER: On your marks!

Get set!

(GUNSHOT)

(CHEERING)

Come on, Rash!

- (CHEERING)
- Come on, Rash!

See ya!

- (CHEERING)
- Come on, Rash! Come on!

- Come on, Rash!
- (CHEERING)

(CHATTER)

You were brilliant, Rash!

Thanks.

Hold this.

Congratulations.

What do you mean?

You came third.

(RASH SCOFFS)

I came second. You came third.

We'lI see.

I'd have come first
if you hadn't got in my way.

- I didn't get in your way.
- You swerved in front of me!

Well, if I was in front of you,
I must have come second.

(SCOFFS)

You know what? It doesn't matter.
Doesn't make a difference.

You going to be at East London?

The triathlon?

Yeah.

I'lI see you there.

Yeah, you'lI see my back!

Arrash Sayyad.

Where does that name come from?

Er, I was born here.

Um, my parents came from Tehran.

Your dad a policeman?

Um, he was.

Bromley didn't like you very much,
did they?

I didn't like them very much either.

What, you think
you can pick and choose?

- I didn't ask to leave.
- No. No, I can see that.

You'lI be working with DS Sands,
standing in for DC Westfield.

He's on sick leave.

Ah, thank you, guv. I'm, er...

- I'm grateful.
- Yeah, well, don't be.

Some little bastard stuck a knife in him,
and if you want the truth,

I'd rather Jack was standing here
than you.

That was good work the other night.
The sticky tape.

I'm not saying
we wouldn't have got there in the end,

but you were quick off the mark.
I like that.

So I want you to work
on the Henson investigation.

Got a problem with that, Derek?

No, guv. Not at all.

That's going to be your spot there.

Right.

Witness statements. House-to-house.

CCTV. Pathology report.

Henson's medicaI records.
Go through them all.

I'm sorry about DC Westfield.

What do you know?

CAROLINE: I've got good news.

What's that?

I'm coming to London.

When?

This evening.

Can I see you?

Of course you can.
Why do you think I'm telling you?

Where wilI you be?

Can you meet me off the train?

When?

6.30.

I can't. I'm working.

It's a car wash, Henry.
They won't miss you.

They don't even know you're there.

Of course you can.

HENRY: Which station?

Canary Wharf.

- Come down to the platform. Eastbound.
- (CLICKING)

Remember. Half past six.

Why?

Because it's romantic, Henry!

You can get a bus to the station,
come down the escalator

and meet me on the platform.

AlI right.

And don't telI anyone.
It's just you and me. Hm?

I've got to go. Bye.

(BULLETS CLICK)

Sweet little Henry.

- (MAGAZINE CLACKS)
- He'lI be there.

(BIG BEN CHIMES THE HOUR)

The Serious Fraud Office
is bad for business,

and that's bad for government.

Which is why I'm here.

Have you got any news for me?

Have you heard from them yet?

The SFO? Nothing.

I assume they're trawling
through our banking records.

Mm, company and individual.

How are things at UK Remicon,
William?

I want them off our back.

The trouble with
the Serious Fraud Office

is that once they get started,
they don't stop.

Gemma, I'm off to Southwark,
I probably won't be back today.

So can you leave that stuff on my desk?

Yes, Mr Leese.

I have a source within the SFO,

and I hear they've moved
into a new phase.

They may have gone undercover.

It's going to make it harder
to protect you.

You're in government.
Can't you stop them?

They're a completely independent
organisation, William.

They report to the Attorney General.
They do not work for him. You know that.

Even so...

Well, if they do something stupid...

...if they step out of line,
we may be able to step in.

WILLIAM: What exactly
are they looking for?

OTHER MAN: FinanciaI fraud,
business malpractice,

bribing or coercing of doctors
or NHS officials.

Nothing, I'm sure, that would
concern anyone at UK Remicon.

Of course not.

Unless, of course, there was something
you weren't telling me.

(RATTLES HANDLE)

Stefan?

What do you want?

(POLISH ACCENT) I, um...

I leave this for Mr Leese.

He's gone for the day. I'lI take it.

(POLISH ACCENT) Oh. Thank you...

Gemma.

Where are we going?

Flaxton Court?

That's right.

I...just wondered.

Do you mind if we keep
the chit-chat down to a minimum?

I'lI be honest with you,

the last thing I need right now
is a Trainee Detective Constable,

especially one who thinks
he knows everything.

Nothing personal.

Sounds pretty personaI to me...

You might be right.

I spoke to Bromley.

I know alI about you.

And if I want conversation,
I've got the radio.

Er, have Forensics been here?

(SARCASTICALLY) No, they haven't.

I mean, why would they need
fingerprints or luminol

or a complete bleeding crime report?

Of course they've been in!

(QUIETLY) Pillock.

Er, what are we looking for?

We're looking for
the reason he was killed.

Mark Henson.

Teaches French and German
at a locaI secondary.

No girlfriend. No boyfriend.

Nice little flat.

Big mortgage, though.

Must be getting some help
from Mum and Dad.

What are you doing?

Er, just taking a photo.

What, as a souvenir?just leave it!

Maybe we should talk to someone
at his school.

(SARCASTICALLY) Do you think so? Really?

Ah, why didn't I think of that?

Come on.

(SCHOOI BELI RINGS)

Mark had been here for two years.

We were completely shocked.

This is his classroom?

Yes.

I'm going to need to see his locker,

the quiet room,
any personaI possessions...

Of course.

And then, um...had he been behaving
strangely in any way or, er, had...

...anything upset him?

I wasn't aware of anything untoward.

He'd just agreed to direct Bugsy Malone.

I did Bugsy!

Oh, what part were you?

Dandy Dan.

Excuse me?

I don't think he was killed
because of a schooI play.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

Ah.

Laura. Come in.

This is Laura Jones,

she works in our maths department.

She knew Mark best.
This is Detective Sergeant Sands and...

How did you know Mark Henson?

Er, we did teacher training together.

After that,
we spent the summer travelling.

Where were you?

What?

When you went travelling?

We were in India.

When was this?

Six years ago.

But we kept in touch.
We stayed friends.

So what can you telI us about him?

RASH: Was he worried about anything?

Or did he have anything on his mind?

Three weeks ago, he got quite upset.

We both were.

Why?

Someone we knew
got killed in an accident.

He was a friend.

Who was he?

His name was Steve Mullen.

(VOICE BREAKING) I can't believe it,
both of them...

You don't have to say any more
if you prefer not to.

Yes. She does, actually.

What happened to Steve Mullen?

A car accident.

A hit-and-run.

(LOCK CLICKS)

MAUREEN: Henry, I want to talk to you.

Mr Robinson called me from the car wash.
What happened?

(INAUDIBLE SPEECH)

(INTERFERENCE BUZZES)

(DISTORTED SOUND)

I didn't like working there.

You could have talked to me!

You don't listen.

That's not true!

I got you that job.

I know it's not much, washing cars,
but if you don't work,

you're not going to have
controI over your life.

It's not just about the money!
It's important!

Why haven't you been
taking your medication?

You've been in my room?!

I'm trying to look after you.
It's alI I ever do!

Why have you stopped?

It doesn't help me.

AlI these big pharma companies,
they want to controI me.

They just make things worse.

Who said that?

That's not you talking.

Who's been telling you that?

No-one.

It's that computer of yours.

You spend hours upstairs in your room.

You're talking to someone.

Why don't you leave me alone?

I didn't like the job.

I left.

I can get another one.

(KEYBOARD CLACKS)

(RINGING TONE)

Henry, I'lI see you very soon.

Canary Wharf.
On the platform. Remember.

Bit of a coincidence.

What?

That Mark Henson's
pushed off a roof

and just three weeks before,
someone he knew,

someone he was close to,
is killed in a hit-and-run.

Get onto traffic command. I want
alI the details about Mullen's death.

Witness statements, CCTV, the usual.

Right.

And in the meantime,
keep your opinions to yourself.

AlI right, Dandy Dan?

(CHATTER)

(DRILLS WHIR, HAMMERING)

(MEN SPEAKING)

(DRILLING)

(HE SPEAKS IN POLISH)

(STEFAN SPEAKS IN POLISH)

There you go.

Here's the Luton collision report
you asked for.

Thanks.

(CAMERA CLICKS)

- (LIFT PINGS)
- I'm sorry.

I'm going to be late tonight.

Paperwork, yeah.

I'lI be as quick as I can.

(CAMERA CLICKS)

LAURA: I can't believe it.

Both of them...

(KEYS JANGLE)

(LOCK CLICKS)

(WOOD GROANS)

(LOUD THUD)

(DRILLING AND SAWING)

(WORKMEN CHATTER IN POLISH)

(WORKMEN LAUGH)

Oh, sh...

Oh!

Er, Mrs Philips?

Oh, er...

I wilI deaI with this in the morning.

I just need to have another word
with Laura.

She has left. You just missed her.

Er, where does she live?

- Well, I...
- It's really important, Mrs Philips.

Two people are dead.

Do you think she could be in danger?

I just need to speak to her.

Well, she has a flat in south London.

Here.

This her mobile?

Yes. You might be lucky,
you might just catch her.

Thank you.

Yes, Mum. I'm just at the station.

I'lI calI round later. AlI right?

VOICEMAIL: ...currently unavailable...

Voicemail.

She gets the DLR to Canary Wharf.

It's just two minutes up the road.

PA: Move away from
the edge of Platform 2.

This train is ready to leave.

The next train wilI be in two minutes.

(SIGHS)

(DISTORTED SOUND)

(DISTANT SCREAMS)

(SCREAMING)

Laura? Laura!
Laura? Laura! Laura?

Laura? Laura!

Has anyone called an ambulance?

I'm Arrash Sayyad.

Stefan Kowolski.
I work for the Serious Fraud Office.

- Name?
- David Leese.

It can't have been an accident.
She was killed. She was murdered.

You used them
in some sort of medicaI experiment.

That's what connects them.

There are two other people in this
photograph. Find out who they are.

(GASPS)

Yes!