Silent Witness (1996–…): Season 7, Episode 5 - Running on Empty: Part 1 - full transcript

Kicking...

and stamping from a shod foot...

has caused broken bones...

..A rounded object

has been used to cause multiple

fractures all over the body...

Frenulum is torn, consistent with
a fierce upward blow to the mouth...

The body is that of a little girl...

aged...
seven years and four months...

You're not running for fun,
are you?

So?



I can't sleep.

You run too hard on your right leg.
It hurts. Let me see. No, it's OK...

Come on.

How's that?
That's much better.

Thanks.

Someone told me once,
when the going gets tough, stop.

Go easy on that leg.

Ohh... Oh...
AAA-AAAAGH!

Hi, Sam.

Don't take your coat off - just
got a call. Anything exciting?
Throw that away. It's not pleasant.

Hi, Leo. Good to see you.
How was your holiday?

Good. Too good.

Pleased to be back? Oh, yeah.
MOBILE RINGS

Leo Dalton.



SIRENS WAIL

You prepared for this?
As I'll ever be.

Hey, stop that!

Don't do that!

Where did that come from?

DS Charlie Nicholson. Sam Ryan.

Harry Cunningham.

It's a selfish way to go.
She's a bloody mess.

It's a selfish way to go.
She's a bloody mess.

Does she have a name?
Alice Delaney.

She worked on the top floor, but
she must've jumped off the roof.

What makes you say that?
All the windows are sealed.

How d'you know she jumped?

That's why you're here, Professor
Ryan, to tell me different.

We'll get her moved
so you can have a closer look.

Why?

How long do you think
she's been here? No idea.

I was hoping YOU could help with
that. Was she in work on Friday?

Yes, apparently she was.
I'm still making enquiries.

So she probably died
on Saturday or Sunday.

These flies
will have laid some eggs by now.

Should help establish
time of death.

Careful - it's a bit slippy.

Down here. Is there no other way?

Not without a boat.

Looks like he's been there a while.
Pockets reveal anything?

No ID, no wallet.
He's got a front-door key.

So he's a John Doe, then. A what?

Who found him? Some kids saw him
from that path this morning.

Shouldn't they have been at school?

What - you'd rather
he'd been left here to rot?

Why don't you take a wander,
Constable Skinner?

Listen,
this is MY scene. I'M responsible
for continuity of evidence.

When did you last see Alice?

Saturday evening.

Saturday?

She wanted to talk over contracts.
What time was that, Tina?

Early. Um...sevenish. Did she often
come into the office on a Saturday?

Yeah, it was normal for her,
coming in at weekends.

A bit of a workaholic, huh?

I guess so, but...she knew
how to enjoy herself too.

Smart girl.

I thought so.

Was she married? She was separated.

How long ago was that?

Quite a while.

That her husband? No.

Carlton Johns.

She represented him.

Did they get on? Course they did -
he was her first client.

You've got to carry her
over the threshold, Carlton.

This is a good place
to bring up babies.

SCREAMING

Oh...God!

Oh...! Oh!

I'm going to check upstairs!
SCREAMS

Oh, why won't you have children?

Mum! Well, she's beautiful, she
loves you. What more d'you want?

Mum! Well, she's beautiful, she

I don't wanna be like Dad and make
promises I can't keep. Carlton,
you're nothing like your father.

That's not entirely true, is it?
Anyway, I want some grandchildren.

EXCITED SQUEALING

GIGGLING
Derek, stop it! No!

- It's gonna look wicked!
- It'll look stupid!

Look - they threw in a bed!

Fair enough - what YOU paid.
You're not happy?

Yeah, yeah, it's great. You?

Second best day of my life
. Hmm.

So, are we gonna be using this
for more than sleeping? Er...

sorry... The championships? Yeah.

Before that it was training
for the championships. I know.

I'll make it up to you, all right?
Mmm.

Carlton, we gotta scoot.

Don't be late.
You not coming with us?

- No, Malcolm's picking me up.
- Oh, right.

Well, thanks, Tina,
you've been a great help.

Doing my job for me?
You carry on.

I told you,
she jumped off the roof.

'Go easy on that leg.'

What is it? Nothing.

We're gonna check that.
What are you doing?

I'm examining the scene,
and this is part of the scene.

Gov, I've checked the server.
Anything on the e-mail front?

No. Nothing sent or received
over the weekend. Great.

But, Gov,
her car's in the basement car park.

She was a top agent, so she got
a space. All she needed was this.

Cameras? No. Not in the car park.

Just like the lobby.
Ask around - see if anyone else
was here over the weekend.

Sir? Can of mace and rape alarm
found in her handbag.

Yeah. In my day, it was perfume
and a spare pair of knickers.

I can't see her falling off here
by accident.

No, she came up here for a reason.
Sir.

A smoke? Before she killed herself.

I'd say the mace
and the alarm would suggest a woman
who felt very threatened.

That's every woman in London,
isn't it?

Look, you know how hard it is for
us in these "push or jump" cases.

We rely on you guys to gather
the circumstantial evidence.

Are you saying you don't trust me
to do that?

I don't trust you to do anything
that's going to make this case
last any longer than it has to.

That's an outrageous accusation!
I spoke to her colleague.

Her marriage was over, she was
coming into work every weekend,
trying to shut out her life,

her biological clock was ticking...
Her colleague said all that?

I've seen it with women. They think
they can have it all. When they
find out they can't, it's too late.

Maybe some women don't want that.
I've never met one.

Then you've led a sheltered life.

Sorry if I've struck a nerve.

Harry, the entomologist.

Flies lay eggs on dead bodies,
eggs grow at a certain rate...

How hard can it be to work out
her time of death?

Different flies, different rates.
I know that.

You'll need the temperature stats
from the Met Office.

They're e-mailing them now.
Who's a keen boy?

DOORBELL

Malcolm!

How's my little sister? I'm good!

And as beautiful as ever. Malcolm!

Housewarming present. We've got
to be at the stadium for two.

Come on, open it.
Won't take a minute.

It's fantastic! The latest model.

I got it in LA. You can't get it
here yet. That's really sweet.

I know you like everything
small and pretty... Not everything!
Hey, I don't wanna know!

I've got to go, Malcolm.

The body is partially
skeletonised, suggesting he died
months rather than weeks ago.

Both hands and arms have been
severely torn and lacerated,

consistent with the man losing
control and tumbling down the bank.

Looks like he broke his neck,

possibly when he fell. OK.

Let's remove the clothes.

One brown belt...

..about an inch and a half wide...

Oh, that's interesting.

These holes are homemade.

Could have lost weight
before he died.

Or the belt could be second-hand?

Yeah...that's quite possible.

Can I have a shot of those, please?

One pair of Endeavour boots,
size nine.

There's a...rusty mark
on the tip of the right boot,

otherwise...they look brand new.
I was going to buy a pair of those,

but I balked at the price.
Maybe he was rich. His relatives
would already have found him.

Perhaps he took walking seriously -
that would explain the weight loss.

Not that it did him much good.
I'll cancel my gym subscription.

Empty his pockets, would you?

He was a rugby fan.

Harlequins v Leeds at the Stoop.

What's the date?
3rd May 2002. You're kidding?

I was at that match.

We sat in the same stand...
And shared his boiled sweets?

See this building?
Bought it last week.

It's gonna put Dalston on the map.

Restaurant, bar, dance floor,
roof terrace.

All I need is a project manager.
I seem to remember my sister
did a diploma in management.

I seem to remember
she never finished it.
She's older and wiser now.

Great opportunity for you.
Malcolm...
Don't give me your answer now.

I want you to think about it, OK?
Look, I'll talk to Carlton...

Forget Carlton! He's useless!

This is about you - your future.

Just promise me you'll think
about it. OK, I promise.

Leo, are you done there?

Um...I think so.

There's been a sudden death on a
building site - young guy, aged 25.

Can you step out and I'll brief you?
Can't Harry see it?

What's the problem?

I just haven't been able
to identify him.

Well, ultimately,
it's not our job to identify him.

We have to show best endeavours.

Harry's working with me on
the Alice Delaney case. Oh, I see.

She warrants two of us,
but he's a nobody, so who cares
what happens to him?

They're waiting for my call. What
shall I say? Do I have a choice?

The steps which other feet
have trod, you tread today.

Press onward, upward still,
to win your way at last,

with better hope and stronger will
than ever in the past. Amen.

MOBILE RINGS
Sorry.

Yes?

What?

Are you sure?

Oh, OK.

OK, thank you.

Right, Carlton, you're on at six.
Who was that? Nobody. Nobody?

He said it was no-one.
Can't I get a straight answer
from my own brother?

Derek, who was it? Tina,
at the agency. What did she say?

It's Alice.
What about her?

She's dead.

What?

She, um...she killed herself.

No.

Baby...

Where are you going?

Carlton? I need some air.

What about the race?
You've only got a few hours.

If it's any consolation,
Mr Delaney,

everyone acquainted with a suicide
victim says the same thing.

I wasn't acquainted with her!
I was her husband.

Acquainted, in love -
it makes no difference -
they never saw it coming.

But suicide...

..that's like ultimate surrender.

Alice - she...didn't do surrender.

When did she move out?

Six months ago this week.

Had you seen her since? No.

Would you mind telling me
where you were over the weekend?

I was in Scotland at a wedding -
I flew out Friday evening.

And when did you last speak
to your wife?

I don't know...

Not for a while.

She wanted a clean break.

If you don't mind me asking,

who is your wife's beneficiary?

Well, unless
she's changed her will, I am.

The body has suffered severe trauma
after falling more than 300 feet

onto a Perspex surface.

Fingernails have been manicured
and she's wearing a ring,

which is probably platinum,
on her left index finger.

Can I have a photograph here,
please?

And bag.

There's significant separation of
the outer skin from the inner layers

suggesting the body is in the
medium stage of decomposition.

Some inflammation
around the nostrils here.

Toxicology should be interesting.
Very.

Let's have some facial photographs
here, and empty the pockets.

Just cigarettes. Nothing else?
Nothing.

What were you expecting?
Something to light her cigarettes.

She walked out,

not me.

Didn't she give a reason?

Lots,

but no good ones.

You mean there was someone else?

She wouldn't admit it, but yeah...

..yeah, I thought so.

Why?

I dunno. Just had that feeling.

She wouldn't go near you, huh?

Er...

We've all been there, Mr Delaney.

She must've finally realised...

what it meant to be alone.

Would you have had her back?

Of course I bloody would!

The ribs are really badly crushed -
that's due to the fall.

However, there is evidence of
partially healed ribs on the right.

Looks like she's been in a fight.
Yes, at least a few weeks ago.

The uterus has split and there is...

She was in the early stages
of pregnancy.

OK, let's move her out of here,
please.

Wait. ..Sam?

Mm?

Er, what's this?

What?

This.

Small finger-tip bruises
on the inside of each arm.

She didn't get these from the fall.
I agree.

Or immediately prior to it.
Very unlikely.

So these are also older injuries?

Suggesting she was...

restrained by...

someone kneeling on her chest
and holding her arms down.

Consistent with a sexual assault?

You've got this in the bag, OK?

Focus, OK?
Visualise beyond the line, OK?

Harry! Take a look at this.

Leo, I am busy. Yes, I know, but
I think I might be on to something.

Not another John Doe, please.
No, no, same one.

Look - he'd broken his right leg,
but the fracture hadn't completely
healed at the time of death...

So it happened a couple of months
before he died. Yes, but he'd also
suffered a major heart attack

and that was in the final stages
of healing too.

So I was thinking
maybe the broken leg
was a result of the heart attack.

Or maybe someone thought
he was being a nuisance?
Just bear with me, will you?

On your marks!

I love you, Carlton.

Set!

Come on, Carlton!

Yes!

Brilliant!

You're here early.
Is that a big deal?

And now you're off again?
That's right.

D'you want to tell me where?
I don't think I do, actually.

Is it anything to do
with your John Doe?

Sam, I work WITH you, not for you.

I think you're confused
about that sometimes.

Sam? Toxicology on Alice Delaney.

Therapeutic levels
of paracetamol...

and a lot of coke. Strange she was
using coke if she was pregnant?
She may not have known she was.

OK. Still seems a bit odd.

Not all women get symptoms.

Don't they? Just because I've got a
womb, it doesn't make me an expert.

No, of course not.

Darling...I'm so sorry.

The sofa's arrived.
Come and look.

Cool, isn't it? Yeah.

I thought it could go against
that wall...or stay in the middle?

I don't care where it goes.

You don't like it?

I'll send it back.
No, don't. It's no problem.

Why did you miss physio,
sweetheart? Why d'you think?

Oh, come on. Alice wouldn't
want you giving up now.

Who said anything about giving up?

Carlton, we've all made sacrifices
to get here. Don't I know it!

This isn't just about you. No! It's
about you getting your revenge on
Dad, making him regret walking out!

Carlton! You stay out of this.

You're all desperate to make a name
for yourself through me.

Well, I ain't having it any more!
I want you all out of my face!
Darling... All of you!

Sam Ryan. Carlton Johns.
How's your sleeping?

Much better, thank you very much.
What can I do for you, Mr Johns?
Carlton.

Um...Alice Delaney was my agent.

I just wanted to say goodbye.

I'm afraid that's not going
to be possible. Why not?

Only family members are allowed
to view the body. I'm really sorry.

Look, tomorrow I'm representing
this country in the
European Championships. I know.

Well,

I wouldn't be there
if it wasn't for Alice.

I can imagine
the strain you're under,
but I can't make an exception.

You're not going to let me see her?

No.

I just wanna say goodbye.
I HAVE to say goodbye...

Please. You could get permission
from her husband.

Right. Or we can contact him
for you, if you like?

No... No, it's OK.

Look, I'm sorry if I was rude. I'm
just used to getting my own way.

Good luck for tomorrow.

Mr Delaney...

SOBS HEAVILY

I'm afraid we need you to say it.

Yes...it's her.

It's Alice.

Would you like to be left alone?

No.

No, you can....

The coroner will release
an autopsy report,

and, as a spouse,
you're entitled to a copy.

What, for bedtime reading?

I'm sorry. No need. Mr Delaney,
it's probably best you know now -

your wife was pregnant.
Pregnant?

In the early stages. I know it must
be difficult to lose them both.

How... How long?

About eight weeks, we think.
I'm really sorry.

Yeah...me too.

And what colour was his hair?
Brown.

Mm...receding.

Mmm. Eyes?

What colours have you got?
Come on, Leo. Neutral - blue-green.

Looks like you -
when you were younger.

Ha, ha, ha(!)

You did good the other day,
a nice steady run. But your start
wasn't all it could have been.

I know. You moved up rather than
forward - it took you five metres
to catch up. I said I know!

I can't do this.

You're gonna have to tell her.

What? Tell Kimberley about you and
Alice. Is that supposed to be funny?

Look, you're living a lie and it's
dragging you down. She'd leave me.

That's what you wanted yesterday!
I know.

Kimberley doesn't deserve
to be second best, Carlton.

If you don't love her...
I never said I didn't love her!

Look,
she'll thank you for it in the end.

You mean
she'll be freed up for YOU?

So you're saying you think Alice
Delaney was sexually assaulted?

Bruising on the upper arms,
pressure to the chest -
adds up to a familiar pattern.

She doesn't quite fit your profile
as a depressive workaholic.

In what way? She'd had silicone
implants, her hands were manicured,

she was wearing
a brand-new platinum ring.

Presents to herself -

they didn't work.
She was also eight weeks' pregnant.
Was THAT a present to herself?

She hadn't stopped smoking, so she
probably didn't know. Delaney said
he hadn't seen her for six months.

She could have had another lover.
There's no law against that.

What about the missing lighter?
Who said it's missing?

Have you searched her flat yet?
No. Not yet.

Let's go.

You thought any more about
coming to work for me? I have.

Sorry, Mal.

Is that your last word?
Yeah.

So you're gonna hang around here
the rest of your life,

watching TV and cutting Carlton's
picture out the paper? Malcolm...

You're 22 years old!
I'm happy, Mal.

I wish you were happy for me.

You sound like you're trying
to convince yourself. No.

OK, just tell me this.

Why haven't you got any kids?
You've been together for years.
Carlton's sensitive about kids.

His dad walked out on the day
he was born. Sensitive?!

He's waiting for something better
to come along. Oh, come on! He
always has been. I'm not listening.

Why d'you think he's so upset about
Alice? You think he's worried about
his sponsorship deal going tits up?

Get out.

He'd been seeing her for months.

Is everything OK?
Kim, you had to know.

Goodbye, Malcolm.

We need to talk. Not now.
Yes, but when, Malcolm?

I'll have a look downstairs.

How long are you going to be?

Difficult to say.
What you looking for?

I don't know yet.

Star client?

Yeah.
It's my job to look after him now.

Are you worried about that?
I don't take my work home with me.

So you won't have one of these
on your bedside table?

What was Alice like to work for?

She was great.

She gave me my break.

I didn't have much experience,
but she said enthusiasm was enough.

Were Alice and Carlton
having an affair?

No.

If you're telling me that
out of loyalty, it's misplaced.

Alice is dead.

I'm sorry, I've got to get back.
Well, we haven't finished here.

I've got a spare,
you can keep this.

I need to know if Carlton Johns
was the father of Alice's baby.

Not without his DNA. We can test
the father's ethnic origin.

I'll get Harry onto it straightaway.

I found a box of condoms by her bed,
so maybe it wasn't planned.

Yo! Your brother did wicked in
his race, innit?! Is Malcolm in?

He's, er...busy.
I didn't ask if he was, er...busy.

PRESSES A BUZZER

Guys....

Sam, I got the results back
on that ethnic inferencing.

The father of Alice's baby
was Caucasian

and the baby was conceived
eight weeks before she died. Right.

I could test Philip Delaney's DNA -
if we can get some.

Thanks, Harry. Leave it with me.

Well, as far as we know,
Philip and Carlton
were the only men in her life.

Why would Philip lie about seeing
his own wife? Because they had sex.

There's no law against having sex.
Not unless she didn't want to
and he insisted.

Oh.
Well, we'd better go and see him.

It's all there.

Cheers.

Later.

Alice Delaney...

..what happened?
You tell me.

I tell you about her and Carlton,
and three weeks later she's dead.

I had nothing to do with it.
Really? I don't believe you.

Why d'you care? You got what you
wanted. That's NOT what I wanted!

Why did you come to me
if you thought I wouldn't do
something about it?

..You're pathetic, Derek.

I hope Carlton does get himself
a new coach - a real one.

What d'you mean, a real one?

Why don't you coach anyone else?
I'm too busy. Who are you kidding?

No, really... No, no, it's true.
You're a loser, Derek.

Carlton feels sorry for you. That's
the only reason you're doing what
you're doing - everyone knows it.

You really thought
I'd taken care of that woman
so YOU could stay Carlton's coach?

No. You did it for Kimberley.

Don't you ever mention
my sister's name.

I see the way you look at her.

Are you saying she was murdered?
No. When people fall to their death
it's something we look at.

If it's OK, we'd like to take a DNA
sample from you. What do you mean?

It's a simple mouth swab -
for purposes of elimination only.

No. You won't let us take your DNA?

No.

So if you don't mind
leaving me alone...

Mr Delaney, non-cooperation
can give the wrong impression.

Sorry, could I use the bathroom
before I go? Upstairs, on the right.

Thank you.

It doesn't involve much...
I'm guilty of nothing.

The last time I saw her...

we spent the afternoon planning.
Planning what?

What we were going to do together.

As a couple?

Yeah, she was really excited. We
were going to give it a few weeks,

wait till the championships
were over...

then tell my family.

So the last time you saw Alice,

she wasn't depressed or upset
in any way?

No. Definitely not. We had
the future to look forward to.

Then the idea of suicide...
Rubbish.

There is no way she would have
taken her own life.
She smoked, didn't she?

Yeah. I kept trying to persuade her
to quit.

Did she use a lighter? Yes. I didn't
really help by buying her one.

You bought her a lighter?

I had it engraved.

They didn't find it amongst
her possessions on the roof.

They must have done. She carried it
with her all the time. They didn't.

Then, someone's taken it.

TV COMMENTARY:
'And that was the women's
400 metres recorded earlier.

'We're waiting for the men's 100m
final, which hopefully will go ahead

'upon the arrival
of Great Britain's Carlton Johns.'

Any luck?
No.

What's he playing at? Nothing.
So where is he, then?

I don't know. It's your job to
make sure he gets here! But, Mum...

You should have told me.

About that dead bitch.

I couldn't.

Look, he lost it.
Kimberley, wait!

I was just trying to help.
Who?

Who, Derek?

Everybody.

Sam... Hang on a minute.

'The 100m final has taken place
WITHOUT Britain's Carlton Johns.

'A big disappointment
for all his supporters. He will
automatically be disqualified.

'And no-one seems to have any
explanation for his disappearance.

'A sad day for this country's
most talented athlete...'

Sam?

Carlton?