Silent Witness (1996–…): Season 9, Episode 4 - Choices: Part 2 - full transcript

So what you hear? It's definitely
Marcus shot dead.

Modest must have found
that he was rolling with us. No,
sir. The cops them have Modest.

Tery Bannard, then.
Yeah. I bet it was him.

T-Boy, let's just shoot up him rass!

We done no blood, we should have shot
him up a long time. We're anxious.
Hold on. Have to do this right.

..You have an issue with
my conduct as head of department?

No, we're not saying
that, I don't think.

We're just worried that you might
have taken on too much too soon.

So what are you suggesting -
that I haven't been
working effectively or...?

Come on, how exactly have I not been
fulfilling my responsibilities?

Leo, you have to admit
you have not been yourself.



And maybe three months off
was not long enough.

What would be long enough?
Six months?
A year, will that suit you, Harry?

This has nothing to do with you.
Well, I think it has.

The way you've been behaving
is affecting all of us.

I am head of this department. My
private life's nothing to do with it.

It does, you've been late, when you
are here, you're distracted. We...

You two have no right to tell me when
I can or can't come back to work!
Fine.

Well, I have to do the Taylor PM.

Ferguson's going to be here
in a minute.

Emma Gardner? Yeah.

Loads of people who
experiment with drugs can handle it.

But Lisa couldn't.

What did she take? E?

Yeah.



What else?

Heroin.

That's when she seemed to lose it.

Who did she hang around
with before she died? i dunno.

Loads of people.

We met at college and then she came
to stay with me.

She moved out about a year ago.

I didn't see her much after that.
Who was her supplier?

I wouldn't know.
Anybody and everybody?

I guess so.

I let her down.

Should have been there for her.

Seen her more often.

Yeah. You should have
seen her the day I did(!)

Bullet entered low in the chest,
exited high in the back,
probably went through the heart.

So no bullet inside him?

Straight through, I'm afraid.
Travelling upwards.
Fired from the hip?

Not necessarily, no.

The gunman could have
been on the ground.
Or crouching down.

Or crouching down.

Thanks. This was found
in his hand, strapped to his wrist.

Well, whatever he was up to
he meant business. Mmm. ..Pete?

Can you take this to the lab and have
it tested for traces of blood?

For such a clean hit
this hole looks a bit... Bit big?

This could be a higher calibre bullet
than the 9mm we've seen so far.

Orden said we should be
looking for a revolver.
Something like a Magnum .44.

.44's are a bit of a specialist
item.

There are not many of them around.

You still think this is an escalation
of the nightclub shootings?

Why shouldn't it be?

..I'm telling you,
she's just a hopeless mess.

Probably back on the smack
the minute i was out of the door.

Do you think she was lying?

Bloody sure of it.
That's what they all do.

At what point do you decide to write
people off like that? Like what?

Dismissive shrug of the shoulders
and label them a junkie.
When you realise you can...

plead with them, you can threaten
them, you can even jail them

but you can't stop them.

You ain't got any gear, have you?

Depends.
You got anything to put it in?

Ahh, safe, D.

All right? Cheers.

I've only got a bit left.
That's all right, man. Cheers, mate.

See you.

My condolences for your loss.
Are you gonna let me go?

Not yet, Ainsley, there's something
I need to discuss with you.

This is the bullet that we
retrieved from Helen's body.

And this is the ballistics report.

According to which, this bullet
doesn't match up

with those fired by the sub-machine
gun from the car.

But it does match up with those
that were fired back at the car.

Now, you still deny
that you returned fire?

Because, you see,
whoever did return fire,

was the person
who killed Helen Roach.

Now, Ainsley, I'm sure you
didn't mean to kill her.

And I know that none of this
is of your doing, but please,

you co-operate with me and I'll do
what I can for you.

And maybe we can
prevent anyone else getting killed.

Mmm? Now, what do you say?

Are you going to let me go?

I'm so sorry, Ainsley.

It's not sinking in.

I can't believe it. Me neither.

They reckon the gun that killed
Helen...wasn't shot from the car.

Well, that's stupid. Where else
could it have come from?

No, it couldn't.
As I took it out, it must have...

Oh, I only had the gun for show.
Never fired it before.

Ainsley, this has got to stop.
You know that.

Where is it? Where's my gun?

I'm gonna need it.

..Excuse me, Dr Alexander,
there's a young woman named
Emma here to see you. Emma?

Yeah, she's outside.

Tell her I'll be there in a sec.

Nikki, Harry, can i have a word?

Er, sorry,
I've got someone waiting for me.

I'm sorry.

I haven't been, a...very pleasant,

or a helpful person
to be around recently.

We know what you've
been going through.

Well, you don't, actually,
but never mind about that.

I wanted to come back to work,
I needed to do things.

And that's why I'm here and...

There are bad days, good days
and there are bloody awful days.

And I'm sorry that's tough

on you and Nikki.
Oh, I also know you're both more
than capable professionals.

At the same time, you have to
understand that this is my grief.

So yeah, go ahead, shout at me,
um...disagree with me

and tell me if I'm being impossible,
but please don't tell me
how to mourn.

I must be insane, i should have
just chucked it in the river.

Don't worry. It'll be cool. Cool?!

Ainsley, you shot Helen. What do you
need a gun for in the first place?

You have to show them who's on top.

You're looking at life,
do you understand?

I know what I'm doing.
What are you doing?

We worked hard, me and Helen.

And I'm not going to let these
people take my club away from me!

Hi, I'm Nikki Alexander.
Hi, my name's Emma.

I'm friends with Lisa, I've come to
see her. I'm afraid i can't let you
see Lisa's body.

No, no. The guy told me
to come down here and, um,

and come and see her, because
I was a friend.

Yeah, I'm
afraid that's not possible. Why not?

Because you're not related to her.
No. You don't understand.

If she, can you just open the door
yeah, just let me go and see her?

And then, and then it's fine.

Because I, I know who she is, like.
I know her. And, um, can you,

Can you just let me in?
I know, listen...

Why not? As I said, I'm afraid,
I can't let you see Lisa's body.

How did she die? Was she, um...
I mean was, was her body...?

I really can't give
this information out. Oh!

if you want to come
to the inquest tomorrow, you can.

When did you last see Lisa?

And perhaps you might know something
that could help us understand
what had happened to her?

Um... No.

Um... Thanks, um...
I really have to...

Emma!

Oh, blood! What's up?

Look at my trainers! Would
you look at my trainers! All right.

Everybody gonna have a little blast
to get used to Mr Big Mac.

You see me?

My goodness!
Oh, go on then, show us what you
got! Go on then! Go on then, blood.

Go, Jay!

Yeah, boy!

My turn! No, it's my turn.
My turn. I call it from a long time.

Hold, hold on!

Everybody'll get them turn.

I've, er, had to release Modest.

All we have is circumstantial
evidence.

The ballistics are impressive,
but not enough to stand up in court.

So what about witnesses,
someone must have seen something?

Oh, very likely, but they're
too scared to come forward.
And with good reason.

We can't protect them.

So, where do you go from here?

Oh. The way I see it, it's, fight
or flight time for Modest.

He'll fight.

He's lost his girlfriend.

We still don't know
who the other gang is.

Ranks are closed.

That's how it's always been.

Gangs from south of the river
slugged it out with each other.

North London and East End
villains were doing the same
to control their patches.

There's violence and then...
silence.

But when it's their
friends and neighbours being killed

how come they still refuse to
help the police? Hmm?

See you tomorrow, Leo. Goodnight.
Yeah.

DOORBELL RINGS AGAIN
That'll be Tery.

I told him I'd be here.

Wayne! Get that!

Wayne...!

Wayne?

Oh, little bugger, he's gone out
and not taken his keys with him.

I've told you not to go out without
taking your keys and not to go out
when I'm having a bath!

And you've left Gemma, and
you should have done your home...

Evening.

Bo! Boo!

Boo!

sorry for just turning up. I...
thought I'd see how Gemma was doing.

You can see for yourself.
Yeah. She's coming on well.

Oh, there we go.

No sign of a temperature.

Thanks for helping us.

DOOR SLAMS
You all right? I'm back.

Got a visitor. Smells good.

Hello, mate, how are you doing?
Harry!

I just popped over to see your
sister. Are you staying for supper?

Oh, I can't, mate.

There's plenty,
it's macaroni cheese.

Er, that's very kind but, er,
I couldn't.

The baby, not you.

You're working late.

Getting ready for
the inquest tomorrow.

How's it going?

Well, we know there was
heroin in her system.

But there's no way of telling
whether that was the cause of death.

What do you think?

It's probably an accidental
overdose, but we'll never be sure.

I know you've done all that you can.

I hope so.

You want me to take a look?

The trouble is,
there's nothing for the kids.

Jenny Sutherland works her
backside off for this estate, runs
all sorts of community programmes.

Mmm. There's an after-school club
I've been tying to get
Wayne involved in.

Even so, I'm terrified
he'll get in with the wrong crowd.

He's a nice kid.

Yeah, they all are to start with.

Mmm.

It sounds like you've got a, um,
great, er...

Mmm?

Community spirit here,
but you don't get that eve_here.

Yeah. My neighbours are great.

We all baby-sit for each other,
you know, on this block when we can.

Mmm.

I know you could have reported me.

You know, for leaving Wayne
looking after Gemma.

I don't usually do it. That's OK.

It's just that I work part-time
and, you know...

I'm a single mum bringing up
two children on my own,
on income support.

Just like my mum did.

Oh, I'm not complaining, it's just
sometimes i need a bit of a life.

I know. So do I. Mmm.

Well, Gemma's all settled. Harry,
are you gonna be staying over?

Oh, Wayne(!) ..sorry!

Er, no. I've got to go
to work in the morning.

Oh, mum, tell him it's OK.
Just leave it, Wayne.

Actually, it really is late, I'd, er,
better make a move. Oh, OK.

Ooh.

Thank you. I enjoyed my
macaroni cheese. You're welcome.

I feel very bad -
you didn't eat very much.

More than I usually I do.

Got to be careful. Oh, no you don't.

Well, see you then.

Are you all right getting home?
Oh, Wayne.

I think so, yes, thank you very much.

Night. See you, Wayne.
See you, Harry.

See you.
..Come on. off to bed, mate.

What, you got a problem?
Must have upset someone, pal.

We've come here to remember
the lives of Rachel Tarling,

James Preston and Helen Roach.

Our thoughts are with
their families.

These young lives
have been taken from us,

but we pray that they will not
have died in vain,

and that we can work together
to make our community

a safer and better place
for us all to live in.

..I'd like you to join me now
in a three-minute silence...

Simone, i don't need to hear this.
I'm tired. What are you doing
messing with guns, Ainsley?

Do you want to end up dead, yeah?
Oh, Helen would love that(!)

We spray, they pray.
You should hear yourself, Ainsley.

What you talking about?
You sound like a gangster!
KNOCK ON DOOR

Come in.

Have you got a minute?

Yeah, what?

These are the guys
I was telling you about.

Yeah, OK.

Tery. You heard anything more yet?
Who this guy is?

The kid who came round, he's local.
Runs a bit of gear round
the Poplar estate. Who for?

None of the usual crews.
I reckon it must be somebody new.

Well, it doesn't matter much.
So I'll call them? Arrange a meet?

Yeah.

Somewhere quiet.

You all right, Chris?
All right, mate.

I brought a bike for you to fix.

Just leave it there. I'll have
a look at it later. Thanks, Chris.

Oi! School. You're gonna be late.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Time of death is impossible to
establish with great accuracy.

There was little sign of insect
activity, but that could be a
result of the oil in the container.

Can you give us an estimate?
She'd been there for many months,
that's the best I can do.

And that coincides with the last
time Miss Groves was seen?

That's correct. From what soft
tissue i was able to recover
from her liver and musculature,

toxicology subsequently revealed
significant traces of both morphine

and 6-mono-acetyl-morphine,
consistent with the use of heroin.

Could that have caused her death?

It could. A heroin overdose
can kill in a number of ways.

Not just direct toxicity,
but also concomitant effects

such as respiratory depression,
aspiration of gastric content...

sedation,
Loss of gag reflex and others.

But you are unable
to determine the cause of death?

I'm afraid so. Ultimately
the decomposition was too advanced.

Is there any evidence to suggest
that she may have met her death
at the hands of another person?

None that I can
determine from the body.

However, it does appear that her
body, wrapped in the blanket along

with the drug paraphernalia, may
have been dragged across the floor
and placed in the wooden crate

before being covered over
with a piece of hardboard.

By a person or persons unknown? Yes.

Although, without evidence,
I should stress that this is
only my personal speculation.

Thank you, Dr Alexander.

Did you have any questions for
the pathologist yourself, Mrs Brook?

Thank you for attending
today, Doctor. Thank you.

This has been an enquiry into the
death of Lisa Groves, who was found
dead on the 28th January 2005.

I've taken evidence under oath
from DI Connelly and Dr Alexander.

And from the cause of death given and
such evidence available at this time,

there being no further
witnesses to assist in my enquiry,

there is only one option...

Why won't you listen? I've told you
everything i know.

I can't help feeling you're
holding something back. No, I'm not.

Why would l?

I don't know.

I just thought perhaps you needed
to talk to someone.

There's nothing anyone
can do now, an_ay.

She's dead.

Oh, why can't you just leave it
all alone?

Do you want another one?

Two more teas, please.

Don't worry.

Emma!

No, it's just a load of rubbish.

Out!

Not you. Heard you been
doing a bit of dealing.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

We want your stash.
Ain't got no stash.

You don't give, we're going to take.

if I got to kick it out of you,
I will. You know that, don't you?

Here it is.

He's got a gun!

Where did she disappear to?

Open verdict?

It was all it was ever going to be.

Told me so, didn't you?
MOBILE RINGS

Hello?

Yeah, that's me.

No, I don't think so.
Hold on a minute, I'll check.

Yeah, it's gone.

Wayne, it's very important that you
do everything i say as and when
I tell you. Do you understand?

Do you want me to chuck the gun out?
No, don't do that.

When I count to five, i want you
to come out with your hands
in the air where i can see them,

and stand still in the corridor
until i tell you what else to do.
Do you understand me?

What, like on telly?

Exactly. OK, ready?

One, two,

three, four, five.

Keep coming out. Keep coming forward.
OK, stop, stand still. Look at me.

You're not listening, look at me,

look at me!

OK, Sergeant. Yeah, cheers.

No. I'll deal with the suspect.

Yeah, bye.

The call came from a pharmacist
in Dalton.

Emma tried to pass off your credit
card with one of the new assistants.

How did they know it was Emma?
The owner KNOWS her.

As soon as she saw him she legged
it. And they didn't catch her?
They just let her go.

Called the local police.

So what happens now?

The gun you had in your possession
was a .44 Magnum, Wayne.

They're very unusual.

And I believe that one was used
to kill a man, two days ago.

So, once again,
where did you get it from?

I've already told you, I got it
this morning on the way to school.
In Carlyle Road? Yeah.

And you were on your own?
I said so earlier, didn't l?

Wayne! OK, then...

Well, this is Carlyle Road
this morning.

And there's you, on your way
to school, with your mates.

And, er, you never stopped once.

Or picked anything up from the
street. So I made a mistake. i must
have found the gun some other place.

Do you mind telling me where?

I can't remember.

OK. Now, we found a fresh tyre mark
in the mud next to the body.

And what I want to ask you is,
where's your bike, Wayne?

We've been to your flat,
and it's not there.

My mate's got it. What mate?

Who's got your bike, Wayne?

All right.

Two nights ago. Where were you?

I was home, looking after Gemma.

And where was your mum?

She was out.
Yeah, I wasn't gone long...

if we could let Wayne
answer for himself. All right.

An_ay, Gemma got ill
so I took her down the hospital.

And then Harry called an ambulance.
Harry? Dr Cunningham. Oh, yeah?

They said that she was OK
so we just went home.

What time did you get home?
About eleven. Then what?

I went to bed, didn't I?

Is that true, Mrs Devlin?

DOOR SLAMS
Wayne! Where are you going?

It's a perfectly simple question,
Mrs Devlin, I'd like an answer.

Oh... What's happening here?

Help me.

Please help me.

It's all right now.
There, Mrs Devlin.

BANGING ON DOOR
Open this door!

What are you doing? How did you
get in here? Door was open.

Well, what do you want? Her
credit card would be a good start.

I don't know what you're
talking about.

Best friends, you and Lisa, weren't
you? Dangerous people, best friends.

You should just worry about
nicking their mates' husbands.

Worse now, though.
All that propaganda about the dealer
outside the school gate,

waiting to entice school kids down
the road to hell. Not true, is it?

WE know who encouraged Lisa to have
her first line of smack, don't we?

Her best friend!

It wasn't me! You don't get it!

It was HER that got ME on the smack!

I wish i had never met her!

You were there, weren't you?

It was all right when it started.

Lisa and i were good friends.

We had a real laugh at college...

shared a flat.

Hung out.

We had such a great time.

But Lisa just couldn't stop.

She kept pushing it further
and further.

I kept telling her to sort herself
out, but she wouldn't. Or couldn't?

I wanted her to go to hospital, but
she'd just start screaming at me...

It was horrible.

I never thought
I'd end up as bad as her.

So what happened?

I caught her stealing from me and l
told her she had to leave.
And she went?

I know I should have
Left her to it,

but I began to feel bad.

And I went to look for her.

You found her?

I followed her to
some old buildings down the road.

'We made up#

And I asked her if she
wanted to come back with me.

But she was cooking up, so we stayed.

In the morning...when I woke up...

..I asked what she was staring at.

And when I touched her...

..she felt ice cold, and i knew
she was dead. Then what did you do?

I wasn't thinking, you know?

I thought I'd get the blame.

So I wrapped her up - in the blanket.

Pulled her across the floor.

I managed to get her in this
big wooden crate.

I covered her up, so she'd be safe.

Safe? From the rats.

Why didn't you tell anyone?

I was so scared.

What if they thought it was me?

So I kept quiet that day and...

and then it was two and then
it was a week and i couldn't...

What will happen to me?

You don't think it was me,
do you, Harry? I wasn't there.

Neither was I.
On Gemma's life it wasn't me.

And where did this gun come from?

I can't tell.

Why not? I was just looking
after it for someone who would
never have used it.

You don't believe me, do you?

I believed you when you said
you found it on the street.

I just can't tell. If people
find out that I'm a grass...

No-one else needs to know.

Yes, I'm fine.
He won't be long now.

OK, this guy i know, he just
gave me a parcel and asked
me to get rid of it for him.

And you didn't know what was in it?
He didn't say,
he said throw it in the river.

But you didn't?

I wish i had now, but i just
wanted to see what was in it.

And when you had, you decided
you wanted to keep it, yeah? Yeah.

Why? I dunno. I weren't gonna do
anything with it,

then Winston and his little
gang started pushing me around.

OK. Now this...friend of yours,
this guy who gave you...

I can't say nothing about him -
he's good to me. What if
he's involved in these shootings?

He wouldn't. So there's nothing to
worry about. I dunno. I still
shouldn't tell. Look, listen, Wayne!

You're in deep trouble!

A man has been shot dead
and we are in a police station

and I've just swabbed your hands for
gunpowder - that's where we stand!

And you could be spending
the night here in a cell.

Maybe a lot of nights.

What's going to happen to your
mum and Gemma if you get taken away

and put in prison for
something that you didn't do?

I believe you.

I believe you.

I believe you didn't shoot this man.
And we can sort this out,

but you've got to give me
something, anything...

Anything - just to prove that
this time you're telling the truth.

if I tell you, you promise you won't
go saying anything to the cops,

or do anything to get him
into trouble? i promise.

Do you?

I promise.

Your man omers to let him hold
onto the receipts from the door and
the booze - he'd settle for that.

I'll pass that on,

see what he says.

Bottom line is
he wants to make a deal.

Cool.

Modest don't want any more violence.

He ain't made for shooting.

I'm sorry. Excuse me for a minute.

Hi.

Simone, isn't it?

Are you all right?

I'm not sure.

So how'd it go? Sweet.

Are you sure he bought it? Yeah.

He thinks we've bottled it.
Well done.

One minute I'm standing looking at
her engagement ring and the next...

bullets flying all over the place.

Tell me more about Ainsley.

He's really cut up about Helen.

He's not too cut up
to re-open the club.

His head's all over the place.

I'm really worried about him.

D'you think he's gonna hurt
himself or do something stupid?

Both.

I don't know what to do, Jenny.

You know what he's planning.

Yes, but there's nothing i can do
about it. i can't go to the police.

Listen, Simone. Three people
we know have already died.

I'm not going to let you stick your
head in the sand and say nothing

if there's a chance
this could happen again.

I won't have to reveal
your identity to the police.

I promise.

Take this and go on in there.

All this money, man.

We should just take him out
and get the metal for nothing,
all right, boys? Yes, brethren.

All right.

Me want you for do it.

Go do the deal man, pussy boy!

Thanks a lot.

See you, Emma.

She'll be right back out.

Maybe, maybe not.

An_ay, whatever happens,
admit it, secretly you're
glad you're giving her the chance.

You can lead a horse to water...

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

So what's going to happen to us?

Us?

For what?

Breaking and entering?

illegally interviewing a suspect.

Kidnapping.

I won't tell if you don't.

Mr Ward?

And you are? Harry Cunningham.

I'm a pathologist.

I was wondering if i could have a
word with you about Wayne Devlin.

Has something happened? Yes, it has.
He's at the police station.
He had a gun at school.

What's he doing with a gun?
He's only 1 2!

It's serious. The police think he
might be implicated in one of
the recent shootings on the estate.

Rubbish! He's a good kid.

He does errands for me all the time.

This estate gets worse and worse.

Do you think we could talk inside?

I worry about Wayne.

Kids round here,
they don't have much, do they?

What they need is some
proper role models.

Don't you think?

Yeah, I do.

I was an engineer in the Army...
before this happened.

I specialised in firearms.

When I left the Army
they helped me re-settle,
and I set myself up as a gunsmith.

Then the government
banned the sale of handguns.

ironic.
They sold the weapons to our enemies
that were used to cripple me,

then made it a crime for me to
earn a crust selling a few
pistols to sportsmen.

Guns don't commit crime,

people do. Mr Ward,
Wayne's in very serious trouble.

Someone gave him a gun, which the
police believe was used in a murder.

It's very probable that he will
be charged with the omence.

So if you can help at all...

He is a good kid, as you say.

Marcus Taylor threatened me.

I supplied him with a Big Mac
and he ordered another four.

When he heard I was selling to his
rivals, he weren't happy about it.

Hey, man, I want a word with you.

Actually, it's a bit
more of a talking to.

You've been double-dealing.
I'm a businessman, not a charity.

Well, you wanna mind who you're
doing business with, you little boy!

Who are you calling boy,
you jumped-up gangster?

What, you having a laugh? Huh?

You wanna watch your mouth!

No, man. Come on, now.
You don't have to do that, man.

Take it easy, just forget it...

He attacked me.

You could call it self-defense.

You know,
in all my time in the Army,

I never did fire a gun in anger.

I never thought
it would feel like that.

Hey, pass me the weed, man!
Where's the weed?

MUSIC OFF
All right. I'm here talk now.

Everybody need to be focused.

Look, I mean I want no mistake,
you understand?

You understand?

Yeah, man, I'm cool. Yeah.

Come, we go have a shootout.

This yours?

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