The Fall (2013–…): Season 3, Episode 3 - The Gates of Light - full transcript

Stella is shocked by Spector's journal illustrating his crimes though aware it can be used as evidence against him, since he is claiming to have no recollection of any events during the past six years. Healy tries to use this to prevent his standing trial at the preliminary hearing but the district judge commits him to crown court, ordering his detention at a secure psychiatric hospital under the supervision of Dr Larson. Meanwhile Tom Anderson tells Stella that David Alvarez, who was in the same care home as Spector, was imprisoned for murder in London in 2002.

Who's that? Who is that?

It's just a patient. Road traffic accident.

We're only holding two cards, Stella.

One, we have him. Two, we have her and she's alive.

The rest is a disaster.

Do you have a friend called Daisy?

Why?

There's something about her online.

How she met Daddy one time.

Am I being interviewed under caution?

- Yes, you are.
- I know Rose was in that boot.



And I needed to get to her.

And what about Mr. Spector's life?

Did you not have a duty to protect that?

Oh!

- I need some help in here!

- Rose, what are you doing?
- I want to go home.

- You can't.
- I want to go home!

A man has come forward

having seen Spector's photograph on the news.

He says Spector looks like a man

who rents a lock-up from him in East Belfast.

Under the name "Baldwin".

We've just landed a not uninteresting little case.

The Belfast Strangler.



- You stay away from him!
- I haven't been near him.

You need to get a grip! You're obsessed. It's pathetic.

- Who's pathetic now?

Ma'am.

Hello, Daddy. It's me, Olivia.

Why are you so big? And you...you look different.

Older. What's happening to me?

More victims.

Are you in pain?

- Here.

We've seen fragments before,

bits of pages that didn't burn in the car.

Enough to confirm that he kept journals

but...nothing like this.

Nothing so extensive, nothing so detailed.

I'd...put it to Spector

that between the strangulation of Rose

and the murder of Fiona Gallagher

that there must have been other attacks.

He said that there were no other attacks,

that Fiona Gallagher was his first murder.

During that gap in time,

he suggested that he always had a "project" to work on.

Are these those "projects"?

"AS."

Might live in the Holylands area.

Who might be a journalist.

Who seems to wake up late every day and skip breakfast.

Who wears a cream robe after her bath

and sometimes doesn't completely close

her bedroom curtains.

Or "RW."

Who cycles to the university most days off.

Somewhere in the Lisburn Road.

Always brings her lunch with her

and eats in the Botanic Gardens.

Who has clear, pale skin, wears close-fitting clothes

and walks with a short stride that Spector likes.

Where on the continuum of his violence

do these journals fit?

Are they just fantasies that sustain him?

Feed his appetites?

Or are they a record?

Of nine more murders?

What time of day is it? Morning, afternoon, night?

- Morning.
- Where are we?

Belfast General Hospital.

Can you remember the name of your nurse?

Kiera.

Are you married? Or do you have a partner?

I'm married.

Can you remember any other family members?

Sally-Ann has a father, John.

And a mother, Carol.

We call her CC.

And what about you?

- Me?
- Do you have any family?

- No.
- Why is that?

My mother died.

And what about your father?

When I was growing up, he was known as Peter Baldwin.

I thought that man was... my father, until he left us.

My mother told me that he wasn't my real father,

just...just a man.

When did you become Paul Spector?

Erm...just before I met Sally-Ann.

Why did you change?

I wanted a...clean start. New life.

Why is that?

Not sure.

Has that new life worked for you?

The sheer volume of garments

suggest there were very many fetish burglaries at that time.

His journals talk of... climbing scaffolding...

...finding windows open, doors unlocked.

Alarms not set.

I took this photograph to be of a woman.

On closer inspection...

it's clear it's a mannequin.

And these pictures of him...

...the bondage... the auto-asphyxiation...

...introduce a new element to our understanding

of his sexual behaviour.

Has any information returned to you

over the last 12 hours, voluntarily?

Don't think so.

Hold this in your hand.

Keep it safe. Can you give it back to me in 15 minutes' time?

Yes.

Who's the British Prime Minister?

Tony Blair.

Have you heard of Facebook?

- Yes.
- What is it?

It's erm...it's a social networking thing.

And what about Twitter?

Don't know what that is.

So you don't know what a tweet is or tweeting?

The sound a bird makes.

What's a hashtag?

No idea.

Presumably I'm supposed to know what these things are?

Maybe.

The main thing is we identify and find these women.

Use the initials.

Look at solved or unsolved sexually motivated murders

or attempted murders, particularly strangulations,

occurring in homes and apartments.

Check Missing Persons for suspected foul play.

We need to know if these women are alive or dead.

I think that's all, unless there's anything else?

We've confirmed the list of children's homes

Spector was in following the death of his mother.

We have lists of all his fellow pupils,

including those at Gortnacull.

Any news on the Benedetto girl?

Uniforms called at her house this morning, ma'am.

She didn't come home last night.

Her mother has no idea where she is.

A warrant's been issued for her arrest.

Thank you, all.

What's the last full day you remember?

It was with Olivia.

Go on.

Erm... I took her to a playgroup.

A musical playgroup.

She loves dancing.

And er...they all sing songs.

Wheels On The Bus.

She touches all the right places

when she does Head, Shoulders, Knees And Toes.

Then we er... went for lunch in the park.

She was... peddling on her tricycle.

There's a pair of swans on the water there.

Nine or ten babies. Ugly ducklings.

She was talking loads.

She's always getting me to play "make believe" with her.

It sounds to me like Olivia's about two years old?

Yeah.

But she isn't, is she?

Can you describe what the memory loss feels like to you?

Well...

...it feels like it's night-time and...

...there's a thunderstorm and...

I'm standing on a hillside.

I've been asked to...to draw a map of the valley below.

There's lightning flashes.

They light up the land, but only for a few seconds.

Not long enough to draw the map.

Can you recall who are you?

In the sense of what you were like and what you're like now?

Your trait characteristics?

Erm...

I'm told I have a son.

I have no reason to think that people are lying to me, but...

...I don't feel it.

I'm told I'm in trouble with the police.

I don't know what I've done.

I think that... I might be different,

but...I don't know how.

I feel like... I'm an all right person.

It'll all come back to me, won't it?

Your anterograde memory is working well.

Anything else you've forgotten, you can relearn.

But the ownership has gone.

- Gibson. - Patrick Spencer.

ICU consultant, Belfast General Hospital.

Thank you for calling me back, Doctor.

I understand he's conscious.

Yes. His physiology is normalising.

He's cardiovascularly stable, and he's made good progress

given the massive insult

and blood loss from the bullet wounds.

- But?
- But there is an issue.

Although his short-term memory

seems to be functioning adequately...

...it seems Mr. Spector has suffered

quite extensive long-term memory loss.

OK.

Just gonna move your legs to the edge of the bed here.

OK. And now I'm gonna take your arm out.

OK, here we go.

Keep going. Right, yeah...

- Yeah.

That's good. Well done.

Apparently, he's docile.

Well-orientated in time and space,

and has established good relations

with his doctors and nurses.

Oh, for pity's sake...

Seems he can acquire new information,

and keep track of his medical procedures,

but he has almost no recollection of the events

that have taken place over the last six years or so.

Are we supposed to be taking this seriously?

I think we have to.

Are they linking this...this impairment

directly to the shooting?

The nature of the amnesia has not been established yet.

It might be organic.

An injury to the brain

because of blood loss or resultant lack of oxygen.

Or it could be psychogenic.

A result, perhaps, of trauma.

But until they do an MRI scan, they can't really say.

So perform the MRI scan.

Spector has retained metal fragments

from the bullet in his body.

If they contain iron, the fragments can be heated up

and the magnet could drag them through the body

and cause more organ damage.

Are they conducting psychological tests yet?

Yes, they are.

The consultant neuropsychologist is an Alison Walden.

But Jim's right.

He must be feigning, surely, or at the very least,

exaggerating his symptoms.

To what end?

The law does not concern itself

with the present state of mind of the criminal defendant,

only the state of mind at the time the crime was committed.

And Spector's was clearly conveyed in his confession.

He clearly understood the difference

between right and wrong at the time of the crimes.

And therefore, he will be held accountable.

But it is founded on memory-based evidence.

If he's saying that he can't remember any of the crimes

it poses all sorts of problems for the courts.

It's almost like he's claiming that he's innocent.

It seems there's more than usual pressure

to build the evidential case against him.

That's precisely what we're doing, sir.

What will happen to him if the defence does ask

for a mental health assessment?

His potential dangerousness suggests a forensic unit,

rather than a hospital ward.

And where would that be?

The Foyle Clinic in East Belfast.

Who will assess him?

August Larson.

He's the consultant forensic psychiatrist.

Very experienced.

Very used to giving expert testimony in court.

The sooner we get him out of the hands of the medics

and back into the justice system, the better.

Thanks, Alison.

Kiera Sheridan, Mr. Spector's dedicated nurse.

She provides him with one-to-one care.

She will limit your visit if patient status warrants it.

- Thank you.
- She'll show you in.

What about the wife?

I'm worried about her.

It's obviously been a devastating blow to her,

as it would be to anyone who seems to have had...

no real suspicions.

There's no possibility of her repeating the offence.

She's admitted her guilt, she's corrected the facts.

She might even end up being a witness for the prosecution.

I think we should drop the charges.

If she'd told the truth in the first place

about Spector's whereabouts,

then we could have investigated him more closely.

And perhaps Rose Stagg

would not have been put through the ordeal that she has.

I just feel that pursuing her through the courts

will likely have a very bad effect

on her mental and physical health.

Is prosecution really in the public interest?

As Director of Public Prosecutions,

I have to say I think it is.

How things will unfold with Spector is unclear.

Prosecuting his wife sends a clear signal.

We mean business

and no-one involved will be getting off lightly.

Sally-Ann Spector miscarried in police custody.

That's a devastating thing to happen to any woman...

but particularly her.

Her identity is wrapped up in her children

and those that she cares for.

She's perceived as an angel

by the parents of the babies she looks after in the NICU.

Now it appears as if she's lost everything.

Her marriage, her...work, her unborn child.

She's paid a very high price for her naivety.

I can't believe that of all people, you are suggesting

that we treat Sally-Ann paternalistically.

I say we move ahead with the charges

and we can use them as leverage against Spector.

I do think we need to bear in mind

the seriousness of the offence.

We accepted instructions on your behalf from your wife

when you were unconscious.

Today is an opportunity for you to say

if you're happy for us to be representing you.

I believe that the nature of your injuries

has been explained to you?

Yes.

And you understand that you were in police custody

- when you were shot?
- Yes.

But I still don't know why. No-one will tell me.

An individual called James Tyler was responsible.

I don't know who that is. Why did he shoot me?

I need to get more information from the police

before I can explain that.

The more pressing issue, Mr. Spector,

is that the police have charged you

with a number of very serious crimes.

I mean...the most serious crimes on the statute book.

- What crimes?
- A series of murders.

What...what sort of murders?

With your permission,

let me take you through the police charge sheet.

All the er...alleged crimes took place in Belfast.

The police claim that on the tenth day of December, 2011,

you murdered university lecturer Fiona Gallagher

in her home, before fleeing the scene.

Death by strangulation.

That on the 15th of March, 2012...

...you murdered architect Alice Munroe in her home,

strangling her with a ligature.

They allege that you then washed and dried her body

before putting her back to bed and posing her body.

That on the 16th of April, 2012,

you murdered solicitor Sarah Kay in her home,

strangling her with a ligature.

They allege that you washed and dried Sarah's body.

Washed and dried her bedclothes...

...painted her fingernails red...

...before posing her in her bed and taking photographs.

Sarah Kay was pregnant at the time of her death.

That four days later, on the 20th of April, 2012...

...you attacked and strangled

accountant Annie Brawley in her home.

They claim that you also murdered her brother,

Joseph Brawley,

when he tried to defend his sister.

Stabbing him three times with some decorating shears.

You then fled the scene.

Annie Brawley survived the attack.

I don't recognise any of these people.

I've never seen these people before.

There's more.

They allege that on May 3rd,

you abducted Rose Stagg from her home.

Imprisoned her unlawfully

and detained her against her will.

I know her.

- Rose what? Who did you say?
- Stagg.

Perhaps you know Mrs. Stagg better as Rose McGill.

Yes.

But I haven't seen her for the last four years or so.

When did you last see her, do you think?

Early summer, 2002.

2002 is ten years ago, not four.

Have you been listening to the charges, Mr. Spector?

It's May 2012.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

What happened to Rose?

She's alive.

The police say you led them to her.

She was found in the boot of her own car.

The police suggest you left her trapped.

Left her to die.

Why would I do that to Rose?

The police say they have a confession.

That you made a number of admissions.

I erm...have no memory of that.

We think it makes sense for your first appearance in court

to be as soon as possible,

because it will initiate the evidential disclosure process.

Will you be strong enough?

Once we are in receipt of those documents

we will look at the detail of that confession

and take you through every bit of evidence against you.

Every witness statement, page by page, line by line.

Is that all clear?

Yes.

Any questions?

I just need some time for it all to sink in.

Of course.

Do you know who that is?

No. Should I?

If any memories relevant to the case return to you,

please contact Louise here.

We're here to help you, Mr. Spector.

We will guide you through this.

Thank you.

Sorry, ma'am. Rose Stagg is here to see you.

Set up an interview room, Dani. I'd like you to sit in.

Of course.

I woke to find him in bed with me.

He took me downstairs, his hand over my mouth.

He took me into the kitchen.

Go on.

He used my name. He called me Rose.

I felt perhaps I recognised the voice.

He said he didn't want to hurt me or my lovely family.

But that he would if I cried out.

And then he released me.

When I turned round, I recognised him.

What did you think in that moment?

Just for a moment...

...I thought that maybe it would be all right.

That maybe it was a joke.

A game.

What did you say?

I just said, "Peter?"

He...he made me dress

from clothes that were hanging in the utility room.

He made me write a note. He told me what to put.

The house seemed so silent.

The sound of the pen on the paper

seemed really loud in my head.

Like a whooshing.

All I could think about was getting him out of there.

Away from Nancy.

Did you resist him at all?

Er...I was numb.

I didn't really struggle

until he was walking me towards that awful building.

I thought, "If he takes me in there...

...I'm gonna die.

I'm gonna be the next victim."

That's when I tried to run.

He was too strong.

He made tapes of you.

We found edited versions of those tapes on his phone.

You've seen them?

He tied me to a chair. It was fixed to the ground.

And he sat behind the camera so that when I looked at him...

...I was looking directly into the lens.

He hardly spoke. He...he just stared at me.

I tried everything I could to get through to him.

I begged him. I flattered him.

I insulted him. I tried to provoke him, even.

He didn't respond.

His eyes were open but it was like he was in a trance.

Did he sexually assault you?

No. I don't think so.

Did he perform sex acts on himself?

Did he masturbate in front of you?

No, just the filming.

Are those healing all right?

I'm told I did it to myself.

I've no memory of that.

We found a broken lens from a pair of sunglasses

in the boot of your car.

Your blood was on them. There were no other fingerprints.

I can't work out if it's just marks...

...or if it's a message.

When I first saw it...

...it looked like an attempt to write, "I love you."

Breathe.

I always thought that I wanted...love and security.

Now I just... feel like I'm floating free...

...in a void.

You have such a strong sense of purpose.

I feel like there's nothing beneath my feet right now.

Like...nothing steadying them.

It's as if I'm slightly drunk.

Rose...Rose...

Remember...you survived.

You got through it.

It's in the past.

Paul Spector, a 32-year-old bereavement counsellor

from South Belfast charged with four counts of murder

is due to make his first appearance in court today.

The four female victims,

all young, professional women in their 30s,

were attacked in their homes at night.

Three of those women

died of manual or ligature strangulation.

Spector, a married man and father-of-two,

is also charged with the attempted murder

of accountant Annie Brawley

and the abduction and unlawful imprisonment

of Belfast radiologist Rose Stagg.

Your head.

I worry this is all too soon for you.

I'll be fine.

Detective Superintendent Gibson!

The man you have in custody, will he be in court today?

How are you doing? Are you ready for this?

I'm a bit nervous, but yeah.

Yeah. Shall we head up, then?

Stand there.

Look straight into the camera.

You'll be able to see the judge and the legal teams.

Answer any questions clearly.

The er...prosecution has suggested

we read the shortened version of the charge.

- You happy enough with that?
- Yeah, that's fine.

- All rise.

Thank you. Please sit.

Are you ready to proceed, ma'am?

I am.

Mr. Spector, can you see and hear the proceedings?

Yes.

The charges against the accused

are stated as four counts of murder,

one of attempted murder,

and one of abduction and unlawful imprisonment.

Can you confirm for the court that you are Peter Paul Spector?

Yes.

That your date of birth is the 25th of May, 1979?

That's correct.

And that you live at 64 Tiberias Drive,

Belfast, BT6 7KM.

So I've been told.

Why is he answering in that manner?

Ma'am, if I may.

My client has to answer in that manner

because he has suffered significant memory loss.

As you no doubt know,

Mr. Spector was shot while in police custody.

He lost his spleen as a result and was in a coma for some time.

The reason he is appearing from hospital

is that he is still being held there in intensive care.

I have written reports from the ICU consultant, Dr. Spencer,

and from the consultant neuropsychologist,

Dr. Alison Walden,

that explain the nature and degree

of my client's disability.

Dr. Walden is approved

under part two of the Mental Health Order, 1986.

There's information there

about the treatment Mr. Spector's undergone

and an account of his behaviour in hospital.

The memory loss, you will see,

covers a period of approximately six years

up to and including the recent shooting.

One of the primary foundations of criminal law

is that all defendants are capable

of actively participating in their defence.

Mr. Spector's amnesia prevents him from so doing.

Whilst Mr. Spector understands that he is in court

and charged with a number of criminal offences,

and understands the nature and object

and the possible consequences of the proceedings,

he cannot enter a plea.

He cannot consult with, or assist his lawyer.

He cannot give evidence in his own defence.

On that basis, I feel I need to raise the issue of competence

as to whether Mr. Spector is fit to stand trial.

Mr. Healy, let me stop you there.

The concerns you have raised are noted,

but you know as well as I do

that it's not a matter on which this court can adjudicate.

Mr. Spector, do you understand

that your case must be sent to Crown Court?

- Yes.

Then you will be held on remand in hospital

until arrangements can be made

to transfer you to a secure psychiatric clinic,

where more tests can be done

to determine the nature of your mental disability.

That's the guy who's defending the murderer!

Mr Healy, how does it feel to be defending the Belfast Strangler?

The alleged Belfast Strangler.

Dressed in a blue sweatshirt and tracksuit bottoms,

Mr Spector spoke only to confirm his name and date of birth

during the ten-minute hearing.

At that point proceedings took a bizarre twist

as it became apparent that the alleged serial killer

is suffering from significant memory loss.

Mr. Spector was remanded in custody

to undergo further medical and psychiatric assessment.

Following the hearing, the Public Prosecution Service

confirmed that Sally-Ann Spector

will appear in the Crown Court on Monday, 2nd of July,

to face charges of perverting the course of justice.

The prosecution claims that Mr. Spectofs wife

provided her husband with false alibis.

Gibson.

Superintendent Gibson?

Yes.

I'm August Larson.

I'm the consultant psychiatrist

who's been asked to assist Paul Spector.

It's an odd time to be calling, Doctor.

Are you still working?

Yes.

Well, there you are.

Before he's moved here,

I need to determine the risk of violence

towards himself and others, and plan his management.

Have you seen the list of crimes he's been charged with?

I received that information from the court, yes.

In my experience, a history of previous violence

is the best predictor for future violence

for someone whether they are mentally disordered or not.

And Paul Spector is a violent sexual sadist.

Why are you so kind to me?

If I've done the things that the...police say I've done,

then I'm a monster.

It's my job.

What?

It says in your notes that there were tears in your eyes

during your surgery.

That you were crying.

Was I?

Does that mean anything to you?

Perhaps.

I just can't believe the memory loss is real.

He's just the sort of person who would feign amnesia

if he felt there was something to be gained from it.

Even for the sheer delight of duping people...

particularly experts.

Someone like me, for example?

I'm just saying that from my conversations with him

it seems to me that he exhibits, if anything,

a...superior memory for his violence.

It's clear to me...

that he rehearsed the crimes in his mind over and over.

They were heavily scripted.

And so the crimes themselves were memorable,

both in the way that they matched the script

and in the way that they differ.

So, in my view, it's...extremely unlikely

that he has... forgotten anything.

Faced with memory loss,

there is only one way a clinician can go...

and that is to investigate.

If we take him here, then that is what I intend to do.

If you have the time I'd really appreciate

a pre-morbid appraisal of Mr. Spector from you.

As someone who has had extensive dealings with him.

Anything at all you can tell me about him

would be extremely useful.

I'll help in any way I can.

Thank you.

Good night.

- Good night.

Everything went dark.

And did time seem to speed up or slow down?

Sped up.

I was rushing through a tunnel.

And did you see or feel surrounded by a brilliant light?

- There was a light.
- Can you describe it?

Erm...incredibly bright. Blinding.

And hot?

No. Not hot.

Did you come to a border or a point of no return?

There was a point erm... I felt I could have gone on.

But there were voices calling me back.

What voices?

My daughter. Olivia.

And was there anyone else there known to you?

Living or dead?

- Yes.
- Who?

I think my mother.

And what happened?

How did you feel in her presence?

Afraid.

Did she speak to you?

She was calling me.

I think she wanted me to come to her...

...towards the light.

But there was other voices. My daughter calling me back.

And did you want to come back to your body?

Come back to life?

No.

But I couldn't just abandon her.

Is that when you cried?

Hey.

Drink it all up.

Good girl.

Now...

You came close to dying.

What do you now understand death to be?

What does death mean to you now?

I know that life... is our only true possession.

And death?

I've found a murder that looks promising.

Really? The right initials?

That's not the connection. A law student, Susan Harper.

Do you think she looks right?

Yes, absolutely. Just a bit younger.

21. The only problem is there is someone doing time for it.

It's an individual called David Alvarez.

Now, I remembered I saw his name yesterday

on the list of children who were at Gortnacull

at the same time as Spector.

So I've done some digging.

And they are one and the same.

The David Alvarez who's doing time for the murder

is the same David Alvarez

who was a fellow pupil of Spector's at the home.

Why was Alvarez convicted?

His DNA on her body. A subsequent confession.

That's pretty conclusive.

What year is this?

August, 2002.

In London.

Now there's a gap in Spector's timeline there.

We don't know where he was or what he was doing.

No, we don't.

I'll see you in the morning. Try and get some sleep.

I'll pray for you.