Suspect (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 8 - Danny - full transcript

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BREATHING SHAKILY

BRAKES SQUEAL

SEAT BELT UNBUCKLES

PARTY HUBBUB

VIDEO: What are you doing, Ryan?

LAUGHTER

VIDEO PAUSES AND REPLAYS

What are you doing, Ryan?

LAUGHTER

VIDEO REPLAYS



DOORBELL RINGS

You're very early...

Danny! Jesus, Jackie. This
is some fucking house.

Bit of a stretch
on an NHS salary.

My husband works in finance.

What are you doing here?

I've just been to see
Christina, for the last time.

Ah, that must have
been hard for you.

Can I come in?

Er, I'd rather you didn't. I...
I have friends coming over.

Please?

You have my sympathy,
Danny. But...

..I don't have
time for this now.

Come and see me tomorrow
at St Josephine's



if you have any more
questions about the autopsy.

No, no, no, no...

Jackie.

Let me come inside.

I don't wanna do this out here.

Do what?!

Everything we could possibly
have to say to one other

has already been said.

Everything relevant
and a great deal more.

Not quite everything.

This isn't appropriate, you
coming to my house like this.

It's intrusive,
intimidating even.

Intimidating?

Well, I'm here
alone, after dark,

and you're behaving very erratically
like you were this morning.

Jackie, my daughter's dead.

I just thought you
might have the decency

to answer one simple question.

JACKIE SIGHS DEEPLY

OK. Come on in.

Thank you.

You said there was no evidence
of foul play on Christina's body

when you carried
out her autopsy.

That's correct.
No clear evidence.

So what do you call
a torn frenulum?

It's entirely circumstantial.

Come on, Jackie.

You don't tear your frenulum
by hanging yourself.

Well, you can tear it any number
of ways. A fall, for instance.

Yeah, or when someone puts
their hand around your mouth

to suffocate you, and you're
fighting for your life.

So, which is it? You
didn't notice it,

or you noticed it but didn't
think it was significant?

Either way, it
suggests incompetence.

Well, I'm about
to make professor.

So fuck you, and your
misogynistic bullshit.

Oh.

You left it out on purpose?

It doesn't prove anything.

I know that. But surely it's
enough to raise a red flag?

To indicate that maybe
there's something more here

that might need investigating?

PHONE RINGS

Don't mind me.

Stay there.

JACKIE ANSWERS PHONE

Is that your
daughter? My niece.

Do you have any
kids of your own?

Mm. Billy, my stepson.

Is he at university?

He graduated last year.

What about your husband?

He doesn't like to
be photographed.

Working late, is he?

He's overseas a lot.

I think you should
leave now, Danny.

That was my friend on the phone.
She's going to be here shortly.

The more the merrier.

She'll be a witness, Danny,

when I complain to
your superintendent

about you harassing me.

You're not gonna be the only
one making a complaint, Jackie.

What was your intention
coming here, Danny?

What are you hoping to achieve?

A second autopsy...

..to be carried out
by someone else.

That's not my call.

Whose is it?

That's up to the
District Coroner.

Rick Rees? So call him.

JACKIE SCOFFS Well, he
won't pick up at this time.

Text him, then. Tell
him it's an emergency.

I already submitted my report.

Well, then, unsubmit it.

And on what grounds would
I be asking to withdraw it?

On the grounds that new
evidence has come to light,

which renders your initial
findings null and void.

I already told you, a torn
frenulum is circumstantial.

Do you know,

I spoke to a contact at CID after
your outburst at the mortuary.

Asked them to go
back to the flat,

check they hadn't
missed anything.

Make absolutely sure that there
was no evidence of foul play.

There was nothing at the scene.

And all the evidence
from my postmortem

points overwhelmingly
to suicide.

I'm not talking about
the torn frenulum.

What, then? I'm talking
about the fact that

the pathologist who carried out the
autopsy was known to the deceased.

Which is surely
highly irregular...

..and grounds for a fresh
examination. Wouldn't you agree?

It really was a great
performance this morning, Jackie.

You didn't bat an eyelid.

Wasn't a performance.

Ah, don't go all
bashful on me now.

We both know that's not true.

That's a very serious
allegation you're making.

You'd better be sure you have
the evidence to back it up.

The evidence is all around us.

PLAYS VIDEO

VIDEO: What are you doing, Ryan?

What is this?

A video.

Taken at Christmas when
Christina went missing

and my ex-wife asked Ryan
to go and look for her.

And why would he bring her here?
If that's what you're implying.

Because his wife had
chucked him out again.

I meant, why would I let him?

Well, because he was blackmailing
her and you were in on it.

JACKIE CHUCKLES You can
deduce all that from this?

It's the same rug.

I bet that there are half a dozen
houses that have rugs like that.

It's the same brand.

Very popular.

It's your voice.

It could be anyone's.

And it's your lover.

There's no use
denying it, Jackie.

The... the horseshoe
pendant in this photo?

Aw. He gives them to
all his favourite girls.

He's like a rutting stag, marking
all the does in his hareem.

It's not like that...

Hmm.

It appears I know him a
little better than you do.

Don't tell me,

you think you're gonna be buying
a piece of land in Greece together

when his youngest leaves school?

You love him.

That's why you're
covering for him.

Get out of my house.

Did he ask you to falsify
the postmortem report?

Now, Danny. DOORBELL RINGS

To leave out the one
piece of physical evidence

that would indicate
foul play? How dare you!

What, you've never
done that before?

You've never written a pack
of lies at Ryan's request?

You've never pretended that

a young girl's death
was a drunken accident,

when really she took a
drug-fuelled nosedive

off the top of a tall building?!

Oh, that's an intriguing theory.

Beautifully stitched together
from some very loose strands

of highly
circumstantial evidence.

It's just a shame that's
it's provably wrong

in one crucial respect.

It wasn't Ryan who
asked me not to mention

the torn frenulum on
the autopsy report.

KNOCKING

Richard?!

What the hell are
you doing here?

I could ask you the same thing.

Well, Dr Sowden texted me,
asking me to come over.

She feels threatened by you.

Frankly I don't blame her.

Have I threatened you, Jackie?

Well, you've made some pretty
outrageous allegations. Like what?

Er... he suggested that Detective
Sergeant Oakshot asked me

to leave out some details
from my postmortem report

that could have been interpreted
as evidence of foul play.

And you and I both know that
that's not true, don't we?

Because it was me.

What?

We spoke at the
mortuary this morning.

Jackie told me
Christina's lip was torn,

but there were no other
indications of foul play.

She was convinced the injury was
in keeping with other evidence

pointing towards Christina's
rather chaotic lifestyle.

She wanted my advice as to whether
she should mention it in her report.

I told her not to.

Why?! Because I'm your friend,
Danny, and I knew this would happen.

You knew what would happen?

That I would try to
find out the truth?

That you would become fixated,

obsessive about some tiny
inconsequential detail

and that a lot of unpleasantness
might come to light.

And that people I care
about would get hurt.

So you're an expert on me...

..now you're fucking my ex-wife?

I'm sorry, Danny.

We were trying to find a time...

..a way to tell you, but...

you, you're so unpredictable.

Susannah was worried
how you'd react.

It's a crime, Richard!
Suppression of evidence.

Her lip is grounds for
reasonable suspicion.

Only for you.

For the rest of us,
it's a tiny detail

in a much bigger
picture of a young woman

with a substance abuse problem
who tragically killed herself.

No, no, no. No. You need
to order a new postmortem.

Bring in the Home
Office. Oh, God!

That's... that's
not gonna happen.

You're Detective Superintendent,
they'll listen to you.

Christina's body's
been released.

She's being cremated
as we speak.

It's what Susannah wants.

It's a fucking conspiracy.

You... You!

You're all in on it!
Listen to yourself!

Danny, it's a suicide.

Look, this has to end now.

You're in deep
enough shit as it is.

Don't make it any
worse for yourself.

What? Attempted murder's
not serious enough for you?

Attempted murder?

She doesn't know.

Know what?

Ryan Oakshot's been in
an accident, a car crash.

They've had to put him
in an induced coma.

JACKIE BREATHES RAGGEDLY

Are you... are you
all right? Here.

It seems like you're
not the only one

who's been having
an affair, Richard.

WHISPERS: Sorry...

Erm, do you want a
drink of something?

Yeah... Er, do you
have any brandy, or...

Uh, it's in the bar.

I'm sure he'll be all right.

SHE SOBS

You were there...

..at Christina's flat.

Is it a compulsion?

Something you do instinctively?

Folding crisp packets. Here.

SIRENS WAIL

Aah.

Ah.

Shall I ask them to come in?

Um, maybe ask them to wait.

I'm sure DS Frater would prefer
to leave of his own accord.

Sure you'll be OK?

She threatened to
expose you, didn't she?

For falsifying that
girl's postmortem report.

For saying it was an accident

when you knew it was
death by misadventure.

Christina was getting out.

You knew that Ryan couldn't
control her any longer...

..but he was too weak,

too sentimental to silence her.

But not you.

You couldn't take the risk

because of your
precious reputation

that she would come to me.

Did you wait for her outside?

After Ryan had given
you the bad news?

Can't have taken much
to force your way in.

She was in no fit state to
resist, from what I hear.

Easy enough to slip
something into her drink.

Some of her own
merchandise, maybe.

Something you knew
would tranquilise her,

because you've come
across its effects before.

After that,

it's just a question

of getting your timing
right, I imagine.

Smother her when
she's passed out.

Then quickly cut her wrist.

Make sure she bleeds
before stringing her up

to make it look like
she'd done it herself.

I bet if I look in
your bathroom cabinet,

I'd find some of those razor
blades that Ryan prefers.

But I don't suppose you had

to worry too much about
any of it, though...

..because you were the person

who was going to be writing
the postmortem report.

Everything OK?

Um, yes. But I think
I've changed my mind.

Um, I will speak to your
colleagues after all,

Detective Superintendent.

Very good. Ready when you are.

You can't prove it.

SHE GRUNTS

BLOOD TRICKLES

KNIFE SQUELCHES

BODY SLUMPS

MELANCHOLIC CELLO MUSIC PLAYS

It's over.

It's not over, Dad.

Christina?

Christina?