New Blood (2016–…): Season 1, Episode 2 - Episode #1.2 - full transcript

- HEYWOOD: What have we got, then?
- SANDS: Suicide.

I don't think he jumped, sir.
He was pushed.

SHORT: Why did you want to be a policeman?

I don't want to be a policeman.
I want to be a detective.

Two people are dead.

- I might be coming to London.
- Which station?

Canary Wharf. He'lI be there.

STEFAN: So, you just supporting someone,
or are you here to have fun?

RASH: She's with me.

I came second. You came third. I'd have
come first if you hadn't got in my way.

No!



STEFAN: David Leese is taking backhanders.
He must be.

UK Remicon are bribing him.

Shame we haven't got
a shred of evidence.

I have three teams working on this.

You think I'm going to risk it all
for your Batman and Robin antics?

- MARCUS: UK Remicon, they're criminals.
- They're protected.

They have some very powerful
friends in government.

The trouble with the Serious Fraud Office

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

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

# Don't want to 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 got to 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. #

TV: The pharmaceuticaI industry,

a force for good, or a corrupt
multibillion-pound profit machine?

With the NHS spending £15 billion
a year on prescription drugs,

urgent questions are being asked
about the business practices

of the world's biggest
pharmaceuticaI giants.

We're going live now to Westminster,

where the Commons Select Committee,
set up to investigate,

are interviewing senior government
advisor Peter Mayhew.

You authorised
the multimillion-pound purchase

of an anti-obesity drug, Lipocite.

Not personally, no.
My role is only to advise.

But you advised that it was effective.

AlI the evidence suggests that it is.

But it's also three times the price
of other drugs on the market.

A simpler, cheaper product is available
from Ruhn Laboratories, for example.

Wouldn't it make more sense
for them to be supplying the NHS?

PETER MAYHEW: Well, Ruhn Laboratories are

an American firm, whereas Lipocite
is made by a British company.

UK Remicon.

I think we should be proud
that we're supporting them.

Lipocite acts on the brain.
Is that correct?

As I understand, yes.

Is it dangerous?
Does it have any side effects?

It's been through alI the usuaI trials.

That's not what I asked.

Well, there have been no negative results.

(DOOR OPENS)

(RADIO IS ON)

Oh! Henry!

What is it?

There was an accident.

A girl.

Where? What happened?

At the station.

S-S-She fell.

Was she hurt?

(THUD)

I ran away, Mum.

Henry, what have you done?

Is there something you need to telI me?

You don't need to be afraid.
I'lI look after you.

(HE SOBS)

RADIO: In traveI news,
Canary Wharf station has been closed

by the police after a passenger fatality.

AlI other stations and lines
are operating a good service.

(SIRENS WAIL)

Where is he?!

So, what have you got to say for yourself?

- That I was too late.
- Too late?

What are you talking about?
Why did you go back to the school?

- Well, I wanted to see her.
- So you chased her here

and she tripped on the bloody escalators
and broke her neck.

- That's not what happened.
- So, what did happen?

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

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah. Like Mark Henson

and Steve Mullen.

- Steve Mullen?
- He was in the photograph.

- He was with them in India.
- What do you think this is?

Some kind of conspiracy?

The only conspiracy is what
you're doing in this bloody job!

Just go home!

(RAISED VOICES)

MAN: And what is this?
This stain up there?!

How is it possible to get
a stain up there?!

Assured shorthold tenancy!

Don't you telI me about my contract!
I know my contract!

- Stefan, telI him!
- Ohh!

Good evening, Mr Menakis.

- What's the problem?
- The problem?

- There are lots of problems!
- You're meant to give us

- 24 hours' notice before you show up.
- He just walk in.

Look at this place. It is my house.
It's a pigsty.

- I want you out!
- You can't do that.

You can't threaten
to put up the rent one minute,

then throw us out the next.

- You're behind with the rent.
- No, we're not.

We pay on the last day of the month,
every month.

Not last month, not the month before.

That... That's not true.

Jan?

You held back the rent?

He didn't mend the toilet.

Wham?

You didn't pay the rent?

- I didn't pay the rent!
- Are you...?!

You'lI have it by tomorrow lunchtime.
I'lI transfer it myself.

Why should I believe you?

AlI right. Lunchtime tomorrow.

And I stilI don't want you here!
You have two weeks!

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

She was a teacher.

I only met her this morning.

(CLEARS THROAT)

They think it was my fault.

- How can it be your fault?
- It's complicated.

It's complicated, so they blame you?

I've heard that before.

Are you OK?

Yeah.

I'm fine.

It's going to be fine.

Look, this might not be
the right time, but, um...

I've got something for you.

I know you've been thinking
about moving out, so...

this might cheer you up.

It's a room in a flat.

Yeah?

Yep. There's a girI that works
at the hospital.

Her name's Jo. She's really nice,
she's got a place in Wandsworth.

Better move quickly, though.
Lots of people are interested.

Thanks.

Night.

(FAINT SHOUTING)

(FAINT SIRENS)

HEYWOOD: Sayyad! How are you settling in?

First day, just the one dead witness.

Let's see, er...where we are
by the end of the week, shalI we?

Guv, I...

No, no. It's probably best
you don't say too much right now.

Derek, why don't you take me through?

Laura Jones knows Mark Henson. AlI right?
They go on holiday together.

Wonder Boy here wanted to know
a bit more about that,

so he decides to go back to the school.

Hm. And what happened?

We don't know. She got nervy,
felI down the escalators.

Er...she didn't fall. She was pushed.

That your opinion?

Have we got anything from Pathology?

- They're stilI working on it.
- What are we saying, then?

- The two deaths are linked?
- I'm not sure they are.

They have to be!

Look. This is Mark Henson,
this is Laura Jones.

- When did you get that?
- Er...

I saw it at the flat. Flaxton Court.
I went back this morning.

What, and you just took it?
You can't do that!

Uh...you had it labelled
and entered in the evidence log?

Yes, guv.

Go on.

This is Mark Henson, Laura Jones
and this is Steve Mullen.

I saw his picture
in the collision report from Luton.

AlI three have been killed
in the last four weeks.

You've been busy.

That picture was taken in India. I think
that's the Gate of India in Mumbai.

SANDS: Wait a minute. What are you saying?

We've got some kind of seriaI killer
hitting teachers?

I'm not saying anything, Derek.
It makes no sense to me, either.

What about this, er...CCTV footage
from Canary Wharf?

Well, it won't be much help.
It was switched off in the ticket office.

- Who by?
- These two.

They came in and it seems they made
straight for the main junction box.

Contract workers.
AlI right, who are they?

- What were they doing there?
- We're on to it.

That's where they pulled out
the power supply.

I don't suppose you saw anything else?

Oh, it was over by the time I arrived.

AlI right. There are two other people
in this photograph.

Assuming they haven't had
their necks broken or been run over,

we should find out who they are.

SANDS: Right, then, genius, start with
Steve Mullen. Get his widow in here.

Where'd you get this from?

I saw it in Leese's office.

Axis Hotel.

Sponsored by UK Remicon.

You should definitely make an appearance.

Get a copy of this printed up
and use it at the front door. OK?

You can go as David Leese.

- STEFAN: WilI it count as overtime?
- No.

It's a part)!-

- Then you go.
- I can't. I don't like parties.

Everyone likes parties.

That's why it's not overtime.

(COMPUTER PINGS)

(PHONE RINGS)

(FOOTSTEPS)

Coleman.

How nice to hear from you.

I have another assignment.

It's time to help the police
with their enquiries.

Thank you for coming in today, Mrs Mullen.

- (BABY COOS)
- And...with your baby.

(BABY BLOWS RASPBERRIES)

Have you found something?
Do you know who killed Stephen?

Not... Not yet, no.

We've just got a few questions for you.

So, when did you move to Luton?

Just after we got married.

(BABY COOS AND GURGLES)

Five years ago. Dean's six months.

(SOBS)

He's lovely.

Steve couldn't find any work up in Leeds,
so we came south.

- What job did he do?
- Worked at a nursery.

Babies?

Flowers.

He were the manager.

He were on his way home
when it happened.

(BANG)

(GROANS)

Um...jenny, can you telI me anything
about India?

India?

- Why he went there.
- Yeah.

He met some people out there, didn't he?

Um...

there were a group of them, I think.

He never talked about it.

You don't know anyone in this photograph?

(WHISPERS) That's Steve.

I, um...

I don't know the others, though.
(SOBS)

Do you know how they met?

No.

But he got, um...

He got paid for it.
He earned quite a bit of money.

How much money?

£600.

He used some of it to buy this ring.

What did he do to earn the money?

I don't know.

He didn't say.

SANDS: So, what do you do in India
to earn 600 quid?

- I don't know.
- You don't know? That makes a change(!)

It was a waste of time
bringing her in here.

She knew nobody in that bloody photograph.

If they knew Laura,
if they were stilI friends,

then maybe they'lI come to her funeral.

That's possible.

Have another word with
Luton Collision Unit investigators,

- see if they've got anything else.
- Right, sarge.

And you may have to dig out a black tie.

Good evening, Alison.

(SIGHS)

You frightened me!

- Oh.
- What are you doing here?!

- Well, I came to see you.
- You could have let me know.

I bought a rather pleasant Pouilly-Fumé.

Would you like a glass?

Uncle Peter, I really don't think
you should just walk in here.

- I know it's your flat...
- Oh, it's your flat, my dear.

I'm glad to give you the use of it.

I know how hard it is
for young professionals in London.

House prices are ridiculous.

What do you want?

I just wondered if you had any more news
for me about UK Remicon.

The situation is rather fluid
at the moment, so, er...

I like to be informed.

I'm trying,
but I don't like this, Uncle Peter.

They'd fire me
if they knew I was talking to you.

Hm! We're alI on the same side, really.

SuccessfuI British company,

37,000 jobs.

We wouldn't want to lose alI that.

- I don't...
- Any more than

you would want to lose this flat.

Cheers.

RASH: Hi! Um...is that Jo?

My name's Arrash.
My sister, Leila, gave me your number.

She said you had a room.

Er...yeah. Can I, um...
can I come and see it?

Er...tomorrow, 9.15.

I finish work at seven, so that's perfect.

I'lI see you tomorrow night. Ha! OK.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

- Hi!
- Hey!

Oh! Thanks.

Um...

(FAINT CLATTERING IN KITCHEN)

So, what happened to your brother?

What?

You said he was coming
with his girlfriend.

Oh, yes. Er...he, um...
He let me down at the last minute.

You don't mind, do you?

No.

Not at all.

So, how did you get into the SFO?

- (MUSIC PLAYS QUIETLY)
- Well, I met Marcus...

and he hired me.

Hm.

You and Marcus,
you're always out of the office.

What is it you do, exactly?

Same as you.

So, you're...working on UK Remicon, then?

Um...

Well, yeah.

You were talking about a party.

Yeah. I'm going tomorrow night.

Why are you so interested?

Ha...

I'm interested in you.

Mm! Would you like another drink?

Not really.

Oh, go on. I've...
I've got another bottle.

No, no, I've got an early start.

Oh, yeah, me too.

We could...

get up together.

Um...

I'm really flattered...

but, you know, we work together.

No... No offence.

No.

Look, thanks for dinner.

Shit.

(SIGHS)

- BLAKE: So, the funeraI 's tomorrow?
- BRUCE: Yes, Mr Blake.

And you know what to do.

Yes.

I don't really understand.

Let me be honest with you, Bruce.

Sometimes, the less you know,
the better it is for you.

BRUCE: I don't want anyone to get hurt.

When I first joined Ruhn Laboratories,

we were working...on a new cancer drug.

It...tackled chronic myeloid leukaemia,
and it worked.

We covered alI our research costs
in just two years.

But that didn't stop us
charging patients $90,000 a year

just to take the drug.

And by the time I became CEO
here in the UK

we were earning $900 million a year.

Pure profit.

Now... Well, you telI me, Bruce -

were we hurting those patients,

or were we saving them?

(BELI TOLLS)

Do you believe in God, then?

Er...not really.

Are you a Muslim?

I'm not anything.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

It's alI crap, the whole lot of it.

My condolences.

(CLEARS THROAT)

- Over there.
- What?

From the photograph.

ShalI I telI you something, Sayyad?

No-one likes anybody who's right
alI the time.

- You don't like me anyway.
- Oh, that's true.

(CHUCKLES)

(BELI TOLLS)

VICAR: We therefore commit Laura's body
to the ground.

Earth to earth, ashes to ashes,

dust to dust,

in the sure and certain hope

of the resurrection to eternaI life.

(BIRDS CAW)

Excuse me. I wonder if we could have
a word with you.

I'm Detective Sergeant Sands,
this is DC Sayyad.

Is this about Laura?

Well, yes.

Unless you know anybody else here
who's fallen down the escalators,

I'd say that was a fair assumption.

ShalI we go inside?

- Why?
- just for a few minutes, so we can talk.

Well, that seems to have worked.

SANDS: So, what's your name?

Bruce Lockwood.

Didn't you know that?

If you don't know who I am,
why do you want to talk to me?

Can you identify any of the people
in this photograph?

That's Laura.

SANDS: Laura Jones.

Mark Henson.

Steve Mullen.

They're alI dead.

Since when?

In the last four weeks.

Does that mean anything to you?

No.

- I hadn't seen them.
- Who's the other one?

I don't know much about her.
She went home.

Somewhere in India, I think.
I never saw her again.

What about Laura?

How welI did you know her?

We alI met in Mumbai.

- In India.
- We know where MumbaI is!

There were six of us.
We were travelling at the time.

SANDS: I only count five.

The sixth was a...a man
called Henry WillI ams.

He's living in London.

He wasn't part of the group
when this was taken.

- Why not?
- None of us really got on with him.

And then he got ill.

TelI me about Mumbai.

We were travellers.
Students, backpackers.

We didn't have any money
and so we answered this advertisement.

There were always...leaflets,

hawkers in the street
offering this sort of thing.

What sort of thing?

Testing.

It was an antidepressant
and they needed volunteers.

So we alI went to this hospital.

So, you had this untested drug
injected into you?

They said it was safe.

And it was a respectable company.

What were they called?

Greenfern.

It was run by a guy called David Leese.

It was his name on the cheques.

Any idea where we can find him?

I think he works for the NHS.

So, what happened?

Nothing...happened.

We were there for 24 hours,
they paid us,

they made us sign confidentiality clauses

- and we left.
- SANDS: Paid you how much?

£600.

I'm asking him, not you!

He's right, that's how much it was.

And did you alI go back to Mumbai?

No, not alI of us.

We never saw Henry again.

But I didn't mind.
He was a weird guy anyway.

- Weird in what way?
- I think he'd been out there too long.

A place like India,
it does your head in after a while.

I'm going to need to take
your contact details.

Thank you very much, Mr Lockwood.
We'lI be in touch.

Henry WillI ams.
He was weird, he was ill.

We need to find him.

There must be a thousand
Henry WillI ams in London.

OK, we'lI start with
the man in charge, David Leese.

SANDS: We know he works for the NHS.

He shouldn't be too hard to find.

- Enjoy the party.
- Thank you.

WOMAN: I'm not sure if he can make it,
actually...

Name?

Er, David Leese.

Have a good evening, sir.

He's here.

Yes, um...my name's
Detective Constable Arrash Sayyad.

I wonder if you can help me.
I'm looking for a man called David Leese.

(# SBTRKT: Wildfire)

Hello. I'm GaiI Meadows.

And I know the importance
of keeping myself in shape.

But can you believe
a year ago I looked like this?

Yes, that's me.

I tried everything, every fad diet,
but nothing worked.

And then my doctor
recommended Lipocite.

# I could bet alI of the riches
that I ever had

# Rushing the night like
a shark, babe, would it be bad... #

Hello. I'm the CEO, WillI am Ashton...

(MUSIC DROWNS SPEECH)

(VIDEO PRESENTATIONS CONTINUE)

# You are my star
Nothing else can lead me off track... #

...your family
more important than casuaI snacking?

# It's a crime, if you don't want to

# You're the spy
By the throat. #

...and I hope you have
a very enjoyable evening.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.

- My name is James Deakin.
- (HUBBUB DIES DOWN)

Don't worry, I'lI keep this short.

I know many of you have been asking about
our highly sought-after training courses.

As a matter of fact, we have one coming up
very soon in the South of France,

so please do ask me
or a member of my staff about that.

Above all, we want to
get to know you better.

And finally, I'd like to announce
that, thanks to you,

Lipocite has become
our most successfuI product ever.

Have a great evening.

(KEYBOARD TAPPING)

(COMPUTER BEEPS)

Come on... Come on...

(RINGING TONE)

Come on.

Come on.

Where are you? Where are you?

(HE PANTS)

Hey, can you telI Mum
I won't be in for dinner?

Er, I'm working late.

- And then I'm seeing Jo.
- LEILA: Who's Jo?

- Your friend, about the flat?
- Yeah, fine. Whatever.

- Yeah. Thanks.
- Bye.

- I'm afraid he's not here.
- (DRILI WHIRRS)

Do you know where I might find him?

Who did you say you were?

I'm the police.

(BANGING AND WHIRRING)

Er, Greenfern.

Have you heard of it?

No. He's never mentioned it.

- In India?
- No.

Look, it's, er...it's important.

(SIGHS) He went to a party.

It's at the Axis HoteI in the City.

- I can calI him if you like.
- Oh, actually, I'd...

...prefer it if you didn't.

Hi.

I'm Lucy.

Hi.

Who are you?

I'm David.

I've never seen you
at one of these before.

Yeah, it's my first, er, time.

- So what happens?
- It's fun.

You enjoy yourself.

And if you get bored down here,
you can always go upstairs?

LUCY: There are rooms...

lots of rooms...

if you...want to lie down?

I'lI see you around, David. Take it easy.

You're empty.

Thank you.

Don't telI anyone, but this is Cristal.
We've got a few glasses doing the rounds.

Cheers.

We've not met before.

STEFAN: I work at the...City of London
Health Trust.

Pharmacist?

- That's right.
- So you know our products.

Of course.

Which ones in particular?

Amoxicillin, sumatriptan,

paroxetine, Gleamers toothpaste,
Hexham's fruit juice.

That's just a few.

That's very good.

Have some more champagne.

Uh...

Thank you.

I don't think you told me your name.

It's...

(DISTORTED) I asked you your name.

It's, er...

(DISTORTED) Are you feeling OK?

Yeah.

Well...it was nice to meet you.

Have a great evening.

...a great evening.

(DISTORTED) Who are you?

(CACOPHONY OF SOUNDS)

Lipocite works up here,
in the CB1 receptors in the brain.

Ask your doctor about Lipocite.

(HORN BLARING)

(NOISE SUBSIDES)

(HORN BLARES)

What's wrong with you?!

What?

Jesus!

(RASH GROANS)

(BLADES WHIR)

Wh...?

(CHATTER)

Hey, hey. Hey, hey, look at me.
Look.

What exactly are you on?

I... I don't know what I'm on.

You must know. What“?

What is it? Er, ket? Crystal? GHB?

Cristal!

OK, um...

- did you snort or swallow?
- No, you...

you don't understand...

It was in the Cristal.

Er, OK.

Just have some more juice.

I... I don't... I don't feeI very well.

AlI right, well, you...

You're not going to be sick, are you?

Oi. TelI me you're not going to be sick.

Why...did you have to do that?

That is...disgusting, man.
That's horrible!

I know you.

Look, I'm...I'm meant to be going to
someone's flat. I can't go like this.

We've met.

I've had enough of this, alI right?
I'm...getting you to hospital.

Not hospital. Don't need it.

Of course you need it. Look at you.
You're a mess.

- You're a mess.
- Thanks to you.

Not hospital.
Don't want to go to hospital.

OK, where do you live?

(STEFAN MUMBLES)

Hey.

Hey.

How are you feeling?

Bad.

I'm not surprised.

Where am I?

Rash brought you home.

Rash?

Arrash.

My brother.

He's a police officer.

You're not serious.

I am.

Oh...God.

(CHUCKLES)

Do you remember anything about last night?

Not much.

- Were you there?
- (CHUCKLES) No.

I looked after you
when I got back from my shift.

I'm a nurse.

- You were at the race.
- I was.

You didn't win.

Close second.

- Do you know what you took?
- No.

- And I didn't take it on purpose.
- Hm, haven't heard that one before.

- Would you like me to examine you?
- Yes.

Y-Yeah. Yeah.

AlI right, we'lI start with your pulse.

- Were you sick?
- Er, I think so.

Well, that's good.

Your pupils aren't dilated.

It's probably out of your system.

You should see a doctor anyway.

I'd prefer to see you.

(SHE LAUGHS)

Seriously...

you should get checked over.

How's my pulse?

It's racing.

What's happening?

I was just...checking him.

AlI right. Is he welI enough to leave?

I'm alI right.

I'lI leave you to it.

I should get to bed.

Thank you.

You look after yourself.

Here.

That should be your size.

What happened to this one?

You tore it off.

I'm Superman!

You said you were Superman.

Or do you not remember that?

No, no.

Thanks.

Don't mention it.

You just ruined my evening.

TAXI DRIVER: No, forget that, mate.

I wasn't on drugs,
if it makes any difference.

What?

I know that's what it looks like,
but that's not how it happened.

I was drugged.

You're empty.

- What? You mean...
- Someone spiked my drink.

You can check me out if you like.

I work for the Serious Fraud Office.

Is that why you were there?

At the hotel?

I can't telI you that.

Why not?

You know I almost got killed
because of you.

You're a police officer.

Who told you that?

Your sister.

Look, I can't talk about my work.
I'm sorry. I can't.

I'm Arrash.

Arrash Sayyad.

Stefan Kowolski.

So why were you there?

I can't telI you that, either.

Then it looks like we don't have
much to talk about.

You're right. We don't.

Eleanor.

Peter.

This is a surprise.

- Is it?
- I just happened to be passing.

You never just "happen"
to be doing anything, Peter.

How can I help you?

Well, it's none of my business,
but since you ask,

I heard a whisper
you might be interested in a company

with which I have certain connections.

UK Remicon?

You're right.

You're interested in them.

It is none of your business.

Well, of course,
I wouldn't dream of interfering.

But I do hope you know
what you're doing.

It is my habit, yes.

Then I'm sure you're aware
of UK Remicon's track record.

They're a major player.

An exporter, an employer.

And, of course, we've got
Ruhn Laboratories waiting in the wings.

It'd be a shame to hand everything
to the Americans, wouldn't it?

Peter...can I say something
with the upmost respect?

Yes.

Fuck off.

- So, you went to the funeral?
- Yes, sir.

And the police were there?

Yes. Two of them.

One was a DS Sands.

The other one was younger.

DC Sayyad.

And you managed to telI them
the...things we mentioned?

Yes.

But...they said there were
two others who'd died.

I know nothing about that.

Look, why are we doing this?
Involving the police?

Are you concerned?

Yes, sir. I am.

What we're doing, Bruce, is...

...exploiting a situation
that was handed to us.

It was handed to us by you,

- and we're very gratefuI for that.
- I know, but...

UK Remicon's our number one
competitor in the European market

and if for some reason
they were to be put out of the way,

that could be very advantageous to us.

I just wouldn't want to think
that we were doing anything...

Illegal?

Well...

...you signed a confidentiality agreement

when you did that business with Greenfern,
and you broke it.

But, er, you don't need
to worry about that.

We'lI look after you.

We've upgraded your company car.

It's parked out back.

I think you'lI like it.

(REMOTE LOCKING BEEPS)

LEESE: I don't know why
you're asking me these questions.

Why is this even a police matter?

SANDS: I'lI telI you why, Dr Leese.

Mark Henson, Laura Jones
and Steve Mullen are alI dead.

AlI killed in unusuaI circumstances.

You used the three of them in some sort of
medicaI experiment in India.

That's what connects them.

I didn't use them
and it wasn't an experiment.

I wouldn't use that sort of terminology.

What we're talking about is
a fully authorised

and legitimate medicaI trial.

You knew them.

No. I headed up a company, Greenfern,

which provided research facilities
of the nature you have described.

We had hundreds of volunteers
passing through.

I actually met very few of them.

Does the name Henry WillI ams
mean anything to you?

No, I can't say that it does.

And when was the last time you saw
Mark Henson, Laura Jones or Steve Mullen?

I'm not sure I ever saw them.

They're just names.

STEFAN: I went there as David Leese.

I got there before him,
they didn't even ask for the invitation.

They knew I was coming.
They were expecting me.

That's not possible...

They wouldn't try something like that
if they knew you were SFO.

So, what exactly did happen?

There were girls.
There were rooms upstairs.

There were training courses
in the South of France.

If they're coercing doctors
and pharmacists

with bribery, corruption
and the rest of it, then...

...we've nailed them.

I didn't see anything.
I wasn't there long enough.

It was like it was alI set up.

The drink, the Cristal.

They were waiting for me.

But no-one else knew about this
except for me and you.

And I didn't say anything.

So, how did they know?

Marcus, I could have been killed.

Yes?

Mrs WillI ams?

Yes.

I wonder if Henry is in?

No.

What's this about?

Can I come in for a moment?

I'm afraid we've had a complaint

from the manager of the car wash
where Henry was employed.

Tom phoned you?

It seems that Henry may have
committed criminaI damage.

He smashed a car window.

He lost his temper.
He didn't know what he was doing!

Are you sure he's not here, Mrs WillI ams?

- Could I take a quick look upstairs?
- If you want to.

Between you and me,
you've got nothing to worry about.

I'm sure they won't press charges.

Er, hi, Jo?

Er, this is Arrash, Leila's brother.

Yeah, I was supposed to
see the room last night.

I got caught up. I'm really sorry.

Yeah, I can come round today, if you like?

Any time that suits?

What, already?

Well, er, if they
change their mind, then...

David Leese works for
the City of London Health Trust.

He's the one who hired them.

Mark Henson, Laura Jones, Steve Mullen.

Is he the one killing them?

Nah, he's not got it in him.
He's just a pen-pusher.

It's this Henry WillI ams we need to find,
but alI we've got is the name.

What about these two women
at the station? The contract workers.

StilI trying to find them.
So far, nothing.

You think they could be part of this?

The cameras were switched off.
That's not easy.

- We don't know it was them.
- (KNOCKS ON DOOR)

I've found Henry WillI ams.

Sayyad, there must be 400
Henry WillI amses listed in London.

That's 400 addresses.
400 telephone numbers.

How have you managed that
in just one morning?

I Googled him.

There's a company called Squeegees.
They're a car wash.

They have an online newsletter
and, er, they write about their staff.

How do you know
it's the right Henry WillI ams?

This is his picture.

So?

Well, I went back over the CCTV.

This is the entrance to the station
where Laura Jones was killed.

Hi.

Hi.

Um...

I found something interesting
on Elizabeth Leese, David Leese's wife.

She used to work for a company
that was owned by UK Remicon.

That's where she met her husband.
He was CEO.

Greenfern?

Sorry about that, I had to take a call.

But you're right, he's not here.

Don't mention this to Henry, Mrs WillI ams.

There's no need to upset him
unnecessarily.

He was only here for three months
and, to be honest,

I was glad to see the back of him.

Did you fire him?

I didn't need to.

In the end,
he had a sort of a breakdown.

I haven't seen him since.

Are you saying he was off his nut?

I wouldn't use that language.

But he wasn't alI together? Up there.

I would say he certainly needed help.

- Do you have his address?
- Yeah, of course.

So, what is it?

ALISON: Greenfern was based in India.
It was R&D, testing new drugs.

So, this is the smoking gun.

This is what links
David Leese to UK Remicon.

It would do, except Greenfern
was closed down six years ago.

There is one bit of Greenfern
that's stilI operating.

They calI themselves GCS,
but that's just a disguise.

It stands for
Greenfern Consultancy Services.

They're stilI making payments
every month to one person.

Who's Henry WillI ams?

I'm sorry. He's not in.

What did you say this was alI about?

I'm not sure I did say, Mrs WillI ams.

We just want to talk to him.

That's all.

Is... Is he in some sort of trouble?

- Now, why would you think that?
- I wouldn't.

Henry's always been
a very quiet sort of boy.

But...

you said...

- you're the police.
- And he's, what? 28, 29?

Hardly a boy.

Where is he now?

I don't know.

He went out to get the shopping.

Mrs WillI ams, can you telI me
where Henry was three nights ago

- around 6.40?
- Three nights ago?

Monday?

Monday? Well, he was...
he was here with me.

Are you sure about that?

Yes. I'm sure he didn't go out.

Then“.

How would you explain this photograph?

It was taken on Monday

just before 6.40, at a Tube station
the other side of London.

Is that Henry?

You telI me.

Well, it looks like him.

But it can't be. He was with me.

Does the name Laura Jones
mean anything to you?

No.

Or Mark Henson?

Or Steve Mullen?

No.

What is this about?

I wonder if we can take a look
at Henry's room?

How does he afford alI this stuff?

Well, well, well.

I don't understand.

He was in India with Mark Henson,
and alI the rest of them.

He's a nutter.
It's not rocket science.

(DOORBELI RINGS)

Could be him.

Why would he ring his own doorbell?

I'lI go down.

It's alI right, Mrs WillI ams. I'lI get it.

Ste? an .

Rash.

Henry!

Stop!

Henry! Henry, stop!

Henry!

- Bruce Lockwood. We should talk to him.
- You and me?

This has got nothing to do with me!

- Three people are dead.
- You could be next.

Henry WillI ams has confessed.

You're not stupid, but you've
overreached yourself, son. Get out.

You've brought this on yourself.

Can't you see we're both investigating
the same thing?

Rash?

Missing you already!