The Fall (2013–…): Season 3, Episode 6 - Their Solitary Way - full transcript

With regard to his memory loss,

he could be feigning,
exaggerating or simply...

malingering.

Now, I feel I have no choice,
other than to remand her

to the Seapark Juvenile
Justice Centre in Bangor.

I don't care what you do.

The only one who's honest is Paul.

The police say they have fresh
evidence to put to Spector.

- What sort of evidence?
- Apparently they have found

a lock-up rented by Spector.

- Why are you in this place?
- I twisted my sister's arm.



After he broke his sister's arm,
he raped her...

and carried her into the street,

threw her into a passing bin lorry
that crushed her to death.

No-one has any idea how bad
Gortnacull House was.

Are you certain that Baldwin,

Paul Spector,
was Jensen's favourite?

Every night and every day
for a full year.

Paul Spector,

I am further arresting you

for the murder of Susan Harper

on the 18th of August 2002.

I insist this interview
be suspended.

I must take instruction
from Mr Spector.

Do you recognise this man?
Do you know his name?



- David Alvarez.
- This interview stops now.

What is going on?

The police have been clever.

They have something on me
that I can actually remember.

I'd worked that day,

in a Caribbean restaurant.

It was a warm day.

There was thundery rain.

David and I went out after work,

went out drinking.

We went to a local club,
I can't recall the name.

We met Susan Harper there.

She invited us to her house.

I think she shared a house,

but there was no-one there.

- We went up to her room.
- The three of you?

Yes.

What happened?

She and David had sex.

And you?

I watched.

What sort of sex?

Ordinary sex.

What happened then?

David left.

He went out to find more drink.

He left us together.

Go on.

We...

I invited her to try
something a bit different.

What?

A sex game.

What happened was an accident.

- A consensual game?
- Yes.

Then how did this David Alvarez

individual come to be found
guilty if he wasn't even there?

And why murder,
why not manslaughter?

It's complicated.

Did David Alvarez find somewhere
to sell him drink?

I don't know.
He never came back.

Could I please have some water?

Have you...

..remembered more in regard
to the other charges?

No.

It will look bad if you stop
answering now.

Erm...just be careful what you say.

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So at that point you were left
alone with Susan Harper?

Yes.

What happened then?

I suggested that she tried
something, erm,

a bit more exciting

than the sex
that she'd had with David.

What?

I'd been experimenting.

With?

Exhibit 132.

I've never seen these before.

- You admit it's you?
- He admits no such thing.

Experimenting like that,

with sexual asphyxiation.
Is that

the sort of behaviour you
involved Susan Harper in?

I advise you not to answer
that question.

Yes.

How?

Specifically.

Her head in a plastic bag.

Tied off at the neck?

No,
just a thin plastic bag.

Did you tie her hands?

No, her hands were free.

Was it your suggestion
to use the bag?

- Yes.
- Why?

For the same reasons as

in these pictures,

to feel in control,
to feel out of control...

to feel powerful,

to feel weak,

to be fearful,

- to be trusted.
- Were you supposed to remove it?

She was...

at the peak of orgasm,

to tear off the bag,

it floods the brain with
oxygen-laden blood,

leads to a feeling of euphoria.

Or death.

- Sadly, yes.
- Sadly?

Did she understand the risks
involved with such behaviour?

- I think so.
- Did you explain it?

I don't remember.

Why didn't you remove the bag for
her if she lost consciousness?

Could you not see she was
suffocating?

I wasn't looking at her.

I was going down on her.

We'd been drinking,

taken coke.
Maybe that's why she died.

And yet David Alvarez,

who wasn't even there
at the time,

is serving a life sentence
for the murder.

His choice.

Why would he make that choice,
do you think?

I don't know.

You'll have to ask him.

So what did you do when you
realised what had happened?

Did you call for an ambulance?
Did you call the police?

- No.
- Why not?

- It didn't occur to me.
- What did you do?

Cleaned up.

Does that account
for the presence

of a washing-up bowl by the bed?

Yes.

I fetched the water and washed her.

Emptied it into the bath.

I was meant to bring it back
to the kitchen.

I must have forgotten.

- What colour bowl?
- Green, I think.

So you just left her there,
in her room?

On her bed?

- Yes.
- What did you do then?

- I walked the streets.
- And after that?

Left London.
I came back to Belfast.

- And that's when you became
Paul Spector?
- Yes.

Did you have any communication
with David Alvarez?

- No.
- At no point?

No.

I ask you again,

why would he take the blame,

do you think?

He must have felt he was doing
the right thing, I suppose.

And why would he think...

..taking the blame

was the right thing to do?

You tell me.

He said he felt in your debt.

She speaks.

He said he felt
he owed you a great deal.

Because you protected him
as a child.

Did I?

You told me...

that Father Jensen
didn't abuse you at Gortnacull.

You said that you made
yourself repulsive

so that he wouldn't touch you.

I don't remember that.

I don't recall talking
to you before.

But every boy there was abused
in some way.

No-one escaped.

In fact,

some boys were singled out

for special treatment.

And you

were one of Father Jensen's
favourites.

He even had a pet name for you.

He called you "Pretty Boy".

He chose you to be his favourite

for a whole year.

When it came time for you
to choose your successor...

..you looked right past
David Alvarez.

You chose another boy.

And, for that,

he was eternally grateful.

Or at least until

it became clear
that the friend that he was

protecting from an unfortunate
fatal accident

was actually a friend who was,
at that time,

at the beginning of a career
as a serial murderer.

Drop the charade, Peter.

Own your confession.

Have the courage of your convictions

and admit that you remember it all.

You remember everything.

I'm sorry,
but you are intentionally

prejudicing my client's case.

I will want this removed
from the transcripts.

Were you not worried that
the police would come after you?

Come after Peter Baldwin,
do you mean?

Of no fixed

abode somewhere
in London?

No, I wasn't.

A year later I was Paul Spector,

living in Belfast,

soon to become
a married man

with a child.

Truth be told,
I didn't give Alvarez

and Susan Harper much thought.

You know,

I've been told a lot about
Paul Spector,

since I was shot.

At first I was horrified,

but then, I must admit...

..little by little,

- he's started to intrigue me.
- Paul,

please stick to the facts

surrounding the death
of Susan Harper...

and avoid speculating

about things
you can't remember.

The speculation intrigues me.

I'm told that I laid out Sarah
Kay's underwear on her bed,

in the shape of her body.

That's what I used to do as a child.

Lay out my mother's clothes

on her bed, in her shape,

imagine she was there.

It aroused me.

When I was a wee bit older,
12, 13,

whenever I could,
I would obtain

female underwear.

I'd use it to masturbate.

Is that perverse?

Was that the start of something
that led me here?

Or was it earlier?

Gortnacull?

Or earlier still, my mother's death?

I want to know.

I want to know the real me.

Then stop hiding behind
the mask of amnesia.

We're all wearing masks
to some extent.

You certainly are.

There are memories,

thoughts that

feel like memories...

..that are starting
to come back to me.

This interview has strayed way
beyond its stated purpose.

And there's a voice.

There's a voice saying,
"We're losing him,

"we're losing him."

So,

there must have been at least
one person who cared

whether I lived or died.

That was me.

That was my voice.

And I did care.

I thought death would
be too easy for you,

too easy an escape.

And I didn't want you to
cheat the system.

And I still don't.

I want you to be punished

for the crimes
that you've committed.

Rose Stagg

was so right about you.

She saw right through you,

your infantile desire
to have a captive

and captivated audience.

You just want to be noticed,

you want to be
the centre of attention,

to have special treatment,

to make your mark.

But it's all just a performance.

All of it.

You perform for me,

for your solicitor,

your doctors, your nurse,
your psychiatrist,

even your family.

It's all just

one big performance...

..as protection

against the dreaded

black hole of your heart.

Well, guess what,
Paul,

it's time to grow up.

It's time to take responsibility
for what you've done.

Let's stop this pathetic charade.

I really must insist on a break now.

I need time with my client
to prepare

a written statement
about the death

of Susan Harper
that he will read.

Interview is being suspended

at 15.47 so that Paul Spector

can consult with his solicitor.

Fetch the detention officer.

Get your hands off me!
Get your hands off me!

Don't touch me! Do you hear me?!

Don't you put your hands on me!

Have you been drinking?

You, escort Mr Healy
out of here! You...

- where's that fucking ambulance?!
- It's all right.

It's all right, it's all right.

Drive.

Drive!

- I'm shaking.
- How much did you see?

My monitor went dead.
The attack on Gibson.

It didn't stop there.

- What a way for the whole thing to end.
- End?

What do you mean?

We can't possibly represent him now.

Why not?

I've never seen violence
like that before in my life.

What have we just witnessed?

The very thing you described.

Their deep obsession
with each other.

The emergence under duress
of "Bad Paul".

If Larson doesn't find evidence

of dissociative disorder,
a split personality,

then we will find a psychiatrist
who does.

Then we play the "not guilty by
reason of insanity" card or even,

if necessary, "guilty but insane".

I can't, Sean, I can't be in
the same room with him again.

I get it.
You admire her.

You want to be her when you grow up.

The fact remains,

if you can't make the accused
your focus

then you shouldn't be
a defence lawyer,

probably not
a criminal lawyer at all.

Fine.

- What?
- You're on your own.

Open your mouth for me.

Bring your teeth together.

Painful?

No, no.

No crunching noises.
Any problems with vision?

No.

I think you have a minimally
displaced zygoma fracture.

You're going to be on a soft diet
for two weeks or so.

Though the bleeding's
impressive,

the lacerations small.

Might require a stitch or two.
Irrigate the wound

with lots of normal saline
and I'll take a look.

If you'd like to lie back on the bed
for me, please.

- Any pain?
- Some.

- Shall I check for blood in the urine?
- Yes, please.

I'd like to keep you in overnight
for observation.

- That won't be necessary.
- Don't worry,

it'll just be bed and breakfast.

I'll be back to stitch that eyebrow.

Thought I'd look in on
you before I go.

What time is it?

Just after two.

This is my ninth straight night
in a row.

I've been on for 17 hours.

Getting too old for this.

I bet you're glad I saved his life.

How's Tom Anderson?

His arm's broken.

He's undergone
a closed reduction

to pull the bones
back into position.

He's been sent home with
his arm in a cast.

Given that you're less likely
to develop

post-traumatic stress disorder
if you don't sleep

after a bad experience,

maybe I should...keep you awake
a wee bit longer at least.

Don't you have a home to go to?

I do. A wife and five kids,
as it happens,

from a daughter of 12 to a son of
seven months.

If I go home now,

it'll be nappy changes
and the four o'clock feed.

Might as well sit with you
for a bit.

I'll ask you questions.

- Really?
- Aye.

Go on.

Do you like flowers?

Of course.

Can you play any musical instrument?

I could play the violin
when I was a girl.

Have you ever been happy?

If so, when?

When I was a child,

before my father died.

Have you any real friends?

A few, yeah.

Have you ever wished anyone dead?

Yes, I have.

Are you a good swimmer?

Very.

Are men or women the stronger,
do you think?

- What do you think?
- Women, without a doubt.

In fact, it's time you hurried up
and took over.

I mean, it's going to happen so
why not get on with it?

Which is your favourite season?

Spring.

Has Mr Spector been
a threat to himself

or others in the past week?

There have been no more
breaches of protocol

since he's been back.

Anything more from the test results?

Have you found any compelling
inconsistencies?

No, I haven't.

Which is unsurprising

given his professional
knowledge.

I know it's in your
nature to infer

invisible unconscious processes
behind the memory loss

and that it is an exceptional
doctor

who will take the risk of concluding
in writing that someone

is malingering
but,

with respect,

that is what I think
you should do.

- Do you?
- The CT head scan

with and without
contrast was normal,

the MRI of the brain
and the spinal

cord showed normal results.

There's no evidence of
structural brain damage

in the neurological examinations
or neuroimaging.

With his history of lying

and everything
that he stands to gain

from exaggeration
and fabrication of the symptoms,

the amnesia has to be malingered.

He's proved how dangerous he is.

It has to be fake.

It's not me.

What?

I look at my body and it's not me.

It'll take a while to get used to,
that's all.

We've had a report,
ma'am,

from the Juvenile Offenders'
Centre.

It seems that Katie Benedetto

has been self-harming.

How?

Cutting herself with
a piece of bone.

What?

They think she must
have found it

in her food at some point.

Jesus.

Is there a happy memory
from any part of your life

that you can remember?'

I used to think that there was
a black hole inside me

that nothing could fill.

Then I had a daughter.

I remember the first time that
I put her to sleep.

I was standing,

holding her in my arms,

rocking her.

I was looking at her all the time.

She was looking up at me.

I began to feel
that she trusted me,

that she felt safe.

She must have done because

her eyelids started closing...

..little by little,

and then she was asleep.

That's a good memory.

Why did you attack Stella Gibson?

Why did you break that
young man's arm?

There is a visible
and an invisible world.

That's why people get hurt.

Do you think I'm treatable?

Of course.

Curable?

That's different.

What would you do for me
if I was your patient?

Try to get you to pay attention

wisely to things as they are.

Foster clear thinking

and open-heartedness.

Try to develop the capacity
in you

to experience a feeling without

necessarily acting on it.

Try to enable you to see
the difference between

thoughts and reality.

I'd imagine you're a good father.

What do you mean by "good father"?

Someone who is present,

there for his children.

Has anyone ever told you
you sometimes have

bad dreams that you
can't remember?

Has your mummy or your daddy
ever told you that?

Yes.
Mummy took me

to the doctor's one time.

Have you had any bad dreams

since you've been staying
with Joan and Stephen?

I don't think so.

She hasn't.
She's been sleeping well.

Daddy said he had bad dreams
like mine when

he was in the children's home.

Did he?

Did he say
what he dreamed about?

Frightening things.

How do you feel about your daddy
right now, Olivia?

I love him.

But?

I don't think I'll go see him
for a while.

How long do you think before
you'll see him again?

When I'm grown up I might.

Or if I have a baby.

If I have a baby,
I might go take her to see him.

What happened to your face?

I was in a car accident.

No, I wasn't.

Paul Spector attacked me.

I've got marks like that.

- Show me.
- I can't.

Why?

They're on my upper thighs and on
the soles of my feet.

I didn't want anyone to know,

to see them.

They were private.

Why did you do it?

I think for the same reason you do.

What's that?

Anger.

What did you have to be angry about?

My father.

Why?

He died.

How?

He was ill.

How old were you?

14.

My father killed himself.

I thought it was an accident.

He chose to ride a motorbike.

Even though I worried about him
every time he went out...

..every night he was late home.

He loved the bike more than
he loved me.

Loved the thrill of speed

more than he loved
his only daughter.

I don't call that an accident.

Is that why you're throwing
your life away?

You know you can't get him back.

No matter how hard you try.

"There was a man of double deed,

"Who sowed his
garden full of seed;

"When the seed began to grow,

"'Twas like a garden full of snow;

"When the snow began to melt,

"'Twas like a ship without a belt;

"When the ship began to sail,

"'Twas like a bird without a tail;

"When the bird began to fly,

"'Twas like an eagle in the sky;

"When the sky began to roar,

"'Twas like a lion at my door;

"When my door began to crack,

"'Twas like a stick across my back;

"When my back began to smart,

"'Twas like a penknife in my heart;

"And when my heart began to bleed...

"..'Twas death,

"and death,

"and death indeed."

I need you to do me a favour.

I know that everything
feels tainted,

polluted.

But it's not.

We all have those
voices in our heads,

that tell us we're
a disappointment,

that tell us our work
is insignificant.

That it's not good enough,

it takes too long,
it's too hard.

But when times are tough,

we need tough dreams.

But real dreams, not lies.

Not an unreality like Paul.

You need to fight for yourself,
Katie,

because right now...

..you're in danger.

What's this?

It's your chocolate.

I don't want that chocolate.
I want what he's got.

Mark, you're diabetic.
That's your special chocolate.

I don't like special chocolate.
I want what he's got.

This stuff tastes like
dog chocolate.

I'm not eating dog chocolate!

I'm afraid it's this or nothing.

Then give me my money back.

I've spent your money
on the things you asked for.

I want my money back!

- Mark, calm yourself.
- I'm not a dog.

I'm not eating that shit.
I refuse.

Calm down, Mark,
or you'll be restrained.

What did you say to me?
You called me a homosexual!

- I didn't call you anything!
- You called me a homosexual!

Calm down now!

We all need love

and we all need nurture.

There's too much death
and destruction.

But friends who
love you should...

..warm you like the sun.

Make you feel good about yourself.

Not freeze you in their contempt

and in their hate.

Anger corrodes our belief

that anything good
can happen to us.

Paul's been destroyed
by his anger,

his rage.

And you,

you hurt a friend,

to impress him.

But he doesn't care.

He doesn't even know you exist.

Watch his head, watch his head.

And out, and out.
Let's go! Let's go.

Go, go, go!

Fuck off! That's right,
fuck the lot of you!

Fuck off!

You and I were loved so much...

..even if our fathers couldn't
stay around for us.

Maybe we both need to be held
while we grieve,

but it has to be someone
who can feel pain for our pain,

not revel in it.

Not someone who will abandon us.

Sweet Jesus.

Somebody call for an ambulance!

Call an ambulance.

Where's Spector?

Where's Spector?!

Check the treatment room!
The de-escalation room!

Check the kitchen!

Shit!
Bailey's room!

God!

Got him, got him.

Quick. Mind his head,
mind his head, mind his head.

Get the belt, get the belt.

Paul, Paul.

I'm sorry.

Gibson.

OK.

What is it?

- I have to go.
- What's happened?

I can't tell you.
I'm sorry.

Is it Paul?

Bye, Katie.

God, Dr Larson,

I'm sorry,

I'm so sorry.

Paul Spector,
the man charged

with the four recent murders
in the Belfast area...

was found dead last night

in one of the bedrooms
of the Foyle Clinic

where he was undergoing
psychiatric assessment.

This morning,
an inquiry was launched

into how he had come to die

whilst under level two observation
by clinic staff.

Spector, 32,
was found dead at 9.31pm.

While efforts were made
to revive him,

he was certified dead by
doctors at 9.51pm.

The Foyle Clinic's leading clinician

was also injured during
the incident.

He is in hospital and
in a stable condition.

His injuries are not thought
to be life-threatening.

Another patient, Mark Bailey, 29,
was killed.

His family have been informed.

An inquiry into his death
is ongoing.

I can confirm that the PSNI

are not looking for anyone else

in connection with the murders
of Fiona Gallagher,

Sarah Kay, Alice Parker Monroe
or Joseph Brawley.

An inquest will take place into
each of those deaths.

DCI Eastwood will oversee

the preparation of those
inquest files.

In light of recent events,

and as of today,

I am standing down from my position

as Gold Commander
of Operation Musicman.

In addition,
the Chief Constable

has accepted my resignation.

I would like to take this
opportunity to thank

Detective Superintendent Gibson

for all her hard work,

her dedication to duty

and her leadership during
the investigation.

Thank you.

I'm sorry, sir.

Take care, Dani.

And you, ma'am.

In olden times,

when wishing still
did some good...

..there lived a king whose
daughters were all beautiful.

"But the youngest
was so beautiful

"that the sun itself,

"who indeed has seen so much,

"marvelled every time
it shone upon her face.

"In the vicinity of the King's
castle

"there was a large,
dark forest

"and in this forest,

"beneath an old linden tree,

"there was a well."

"In the heat of the day,

"the Princess
would go out into the forest

"and sit on the edge
of the cool well."

To pass the time

she would take a golden ball,

throw it into the air
and then catch it.

It was her favourite plaything...

Thank you.

"As she was lying in bed,

"he came creeping up
to her and said,

"I am tired and I want to sleep
as well as you do."

"Pick me up or I'll tell
your father."

"With that,

"she became bitterly
angry and threw him against

"the wall with all her might."

"Now you will have your peace,
you disgusting frog!"

She's supposed to kiss him,

not throw him against the wall.

That's Disney.

This is the real story.

But when he fell down,

he was not a frog...

..but a prince

with beautiful,

friendly eyes.

HE THAT LOVES NOT
ABIDES IN DEATH

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