Unforgotten (2015–…): Season 5, Episode 2 - Episode #5.2 - full transcript

LINGLEY: 'I just had a
call from Hammersmith nick,

'who have found
suspected human remains.'

DNA comparison's gonna be hard.

The tissue's very degraded.

I literally start my
new job in 54 minutes.

How could you do this?
I'm really sorry.

My dirtbag husband's
been having an affair.

If this is a secondary,

what's the likelihood
there are multiple growths?

Service!

Want to do ten minutes on tomorrow?
It's you they'll wanna hear.



BELE SHOUTS I'll crash the car!

TEARFULLY: 'I hit him again.'

SUNNY: We've already had
two interim DCIs here.

Shouldn't be too many ghosts.

Maybe it's better to
be in the here and now,

not looking back so much.

'I won't run this
team like she did.'

I'd rather we spend
our limited resources

on murders that happened today.

I need an ambulance, please, fast.
I think my girlfriend's overdosed.

Amazingly, I'm still single.

HE SPEAKS FRENCH

This isn't therapy.

I am sorry for the woman who died,
but it was at least 55 years ago.



The case is closed.

'I don't like her.'

It wasn't "Shaper",
it was "Snaper".

Our victim died no more
than six years ago.

Did you apply for
this job, DI Khan?

No. But they offered it
to me, multiple times.

In fact, they begged me.

MUSIC: 'All We
Do' by Oh Wonder

♪ All we do is hide away

♪ All we do is All
we do is hide away

♪ All we do is lie in wait

♪ All we do is All
we do is lie in wait

♪ I've been upside down

♪ I don't wanna be
The right way round

♪ Can't find paradise
On the ground. ♪

LINGLEY: So, the name attached to
the bank card is Maggie Bowden.

Lloyds, whose card it was,
couldn't tell me a lot

without a bank disclosure
form, which I've now submitted.

What they were allowed to
tell me was that Ms Bowden

is very much alive and well and
has the same account with Lloyds,

but that she reported the card that
was used to buy the dress as stolen,

along with her handbag.
Right. When and where?

4th of June, 2016.
Not sure where yet.

I need to speak to her
or find the crime report.

Preferably both. Yeah,
I'll speak to control room.

And the dress was
bought in early June?

Yeah, also June the 4th.

So the thief stole the bag
and used the card quickly

before it was cancelled?

Yeah, probably very close
to where she stole it.

OK, well, let's see if you
can speak to this Ms Bowden,

because there's surely a good
chance our victim is also our thief.

Erm, DC Willets.

Er, here.

Erm, can you speak to the
developer who owned the house

before the current
owner, please?

Yeah, already have, Ma'am.

Very cooperative, but
he's not UK domiciled.

He was in Italy during COVID
for the entire 18 months

he had the property,

so not sure he's going to
have a lot to offer us.

OK, well, the solicitor who
handled the probate sale, then.

Basically, I wanna know if there was
any permitted access to the property

between the time of the
previous vendor's death

and the developer's purchase
in 2019. Yeah, sure.

Maybe try the neighbours
as well, you know,

did anyone notice anything odd?

Ma'am. On which
front, DS Boulting.

Ma'am. Er, can you check
C&C records, please?

I wanna know if there was any police
activity connected to the property

over the last five, six years.

Yep.

OK, thanks, everyone.

Sorry...

..one more thing.

Yep.

Why do we think she
was put in the flue?

We know she was
tiny, very light,

so pushing her up there
would've been relatively easy,

not THAT easy, so
why choose there?

Because she died in that room?

Or at least somewhere
in that house. Hm.

And putting her in the chimney
was easier than taking her out

and risking discovery.

Yeah, or pulling up the floorboards,
or digging a hole in the garden.

Yeah, good thinking.
Er, are we done?

We're done. OK.
Thank you, everyone.

RINGING

MAN: 'Hello.' Oh, hey,
it's, er, DI Khan here.

Bishop Street nick. Er, you tested
some plasterboard for us yesterday.

You were dating it? 'Oh,
yeah. How can I help?'

We, erm...

We didn't think
we tested enough.

We think some might
be more modern,

so if I get you some
samples over to you,

can you get that
done for me ASAP?

Trickle-down, free
trade, deregulation,

all held up for
decades as inviolable,

and yet all a total failure
in terms of levelling up.

Is certainly one opinion, yeah.

And the fact that
people like Dave Gentle

still spew this drivel out, knowing
it to be empirically untrue.

To be fair, Tony, he mainly
quotes your speeches.

From 20 years ago!
People can change.

Even "Mental Gentle".
You can't say that.

Look, I've got to go.

Oh, er, sorry, one thing.

My office sent over a CCM
grant application yesterday.

OK. It's not a biggie -

100k for a youth club I'm
still on the board of.

If you had five to have a
quick squint at it personally,

I'd be so grateful. Of course.

Bye, Mehdi. See you.

PHONE RINGS, BUZZES

Rash.

Do you want to come in?

'I've had some results back.'

JESS: You know Dad.

He's always on his work things.

I heard you doing a shouty whisper
thing just before we went to school.

What did you hear?

I don't know, but it sounded
like you were both really cross.

Look, everything's fine, Els.

I promise, OK?
Please don't worry.

I'll get him to call
you in the morning, OK?

Right, now, you lie down.

Night-night,
sweetheart. Night.

SHE SIGHS

PHONE RINGS

Hey, Leanne, how's it going?

IN FRENCH:

ELISE GASPS

She needs to learn
how to do it herself.

Here we go, then.

My lawyers and me have
changed our position a bit.

What do you mean, "changed" it?

It's all agreed. I was
about to sign the papers.

Yeah.

I've decided I wanted shared
custody now. You what?

It's not right this prick gets to
see more of my girls than I do.

Have a nice day.

No, Serge, please...

Serge, wait!
Serge! DOOR CLOSES

Hey...

The entry and exit wounds
were basically obscured

by damage to the corpse, either
on removal from the chimney

or from vermin.

But then, when I looked at the
viscera, it became very clear.

The bullet passed
through the left lung,

then into the right ventricle,
more or less cutting it in two,

before exiting
through the back...

here.

And that would've been fatal,
yeah? More or less instantly.

So if she was shot in that
house, maybe even in that room,

then there's gonna be blood.

Lots.

More to the point, if
there's an exit wound,

then somewhere, unless
the killer removed it...

..there's gonna be a bullet,
and bullets we can trace.

CAR UNLOCKS

Oh, my God...

What the hell?
You're still here.

Well, yeah. I slept badly on account
of you not calling me or the kids.

Sorry.

SHE SCOFFS You thought
I'd already have left.

You are unbelievable.

There were times I saw
more of your mum than you.

Many times, in fact. Huge
great swathes of time.

We both have full-on
jobs that we love.

You knew that was the
deal when you married me.

I did.

So? It turns out that,
actually, that's not enough.

Turns out that, actually, I
don't wanna be married to someone

who feels more like a flatmate.

SHE SIGHS HEAVILY, CHUCKLES

Nice (!) Thanks for that.

So, what, your
solution to all this

was to just go fuck
someone else, was it?

Obviously not. You didn't think
about maybe trying to talk to me?

Of course, and maybe I
should've tried harder.

It's just starting to
feel that, for you,

difficult discussions like
this were something to be won.

Crap!

And you will always win,
because you're smarter than me.

OK...

So your infidelity is my
fault because I'm too smart?

It's not about blame,
Jess. Well, a little bit.

Who is she?

It's not important.
Who is she?

It didn't mean
anything, and it's over.

But the fact that it happened at
all obviously did mean something,

and my feeling is that
we both need a bit of...

..time apart, so we can work out
how to, you know, move forward.

It's up to you, how
you wanna play this.

I'm happy to move out,

but I don't wanna leave you
in the lurch with the kids.

You want me to move out?

No, I'm just saying I'm
not assuming anything.

I'm not moving
out. How dare you?

Fine. Well, erm, my brother
has offered me his spare room.

I need to pack some things.

PHONE BUZZES

HE SIGHS

DOORBELL RINGS

Oh, good morning. Er... Hi.

DC Karen Willets,
Bishop Street Station.

I was wondering if I could ask you
a few questions about next door.

Yeah.

Jay... will you?

Sure.

Thank you.

Something's gotta change,
though, babe, cos this...

Back in a bit, then.

I mean, if they'd been a bit
smarter and kept their heads down,

I'm not sure anyone
would've really noticed.

Er, when you say "they"...?

Oh, crusties, I suppose
you'd call them,

pumping out trance music at
four o'clock in the morning.

And how many?

Oh... well, they came and went,
but probably about four or five.

Did you get to speak to them?

Couple of times, just telling them
they shouldn't really be in there.

And what were they like? They
were quite sweet, actually.

A bit smelly, maybe, but,
essentially, they were harmless.

They said they were gonna be moving
on in a couple of days anyway, so...

Sorry, this was...
When was this?

Early summer 2016, right
after we'd moved in.

So, how was it resolved?

Well, Tricia, the neighbour
on the other side,

said that she knew a
relative of Hazel's

who'd visited her over the
years, and that she'd ring him.

So she did, and the next day,

there was a locksmith's
van parked outside,

making the place secure.
And the squatters?

She said the relative
had got them out himself.

Er, which number is she at?

Oh, no, Tricia died a couple
of years back, I'm afraid.

Oh, OK.

Did you happen to get
the relative's name?

No, sorry.

ELISE: In the nicest possible way,
it's really nothing to do with you.

He just can't bear the thought
that I'd ever love anyone but him.

Mm-hm.

IN FRENCH:

Of course, just...
lawyers are expensive.

Well, let's talk. I guess
it's all about priorities.

Priorities? I gotta run.

If we want a baby, Lise,
we need a bigger place.

Absolutely, but let's
speak properly later.

I'm so late.

Yeah.

Might I suggest starting
in the sitting room,

floorboards up, er,
plasterwork examined?

If we don't find anything,
we work our way outwards.

Right.

Er... Also, Leanne
managed to rehydrate

a very small patch of skin and
found some evidence of track marks.

Right.

I was thinking, with
the loss of the teeth

and the slim build, that
maybe she was a user.

So, er, this, this was
a drugs deal gone wrong?

Er, possibly. I mean, if we
find the bullet that killed her,

then striation could give
us a specific weapon.

I mean, NABIS could even
link us to a known offender.

Yeah. Great, yeah, thanks.

Ma'am.

INDISTINCT CHATTER

SHE SIGHS

Ma'am. Hi.

Oi! He's taken my phone!
He's taken my fucking phone!

Take this.

Going down.

ANNOUNCER: 'Please keep well
away from the platform edge.

'This train is not
stopping at this station.'

KNOCKING ON DOOR

Yo. All right?

Sweet.

In a bit, man.

DOOR CLOSES

So, Hazel Dunmore died on
the 12th of August 2015.

Correct. But the house
didn't sell till...?

6th of November, 2019.

Yeah. Because she
died intestate.

Right.

All the family could locate
was a letter of wishes

stating that the sale proceeds

should go to her elder
sister's children.

Er, bearing in mind the house
eventually sold for a few million,

her brother's kids
contested the letter,

and it got tied up in the
courts for a few years.

The case was finally
settled in spring 2019,

and the house sold
six months later.

And we understand from
neighbours we've spoken to

that the house was broken in to
probably mid-2016 and squatted in?

Does ring a vague bell,
but this wasn't my case.

I inherited it.

Er, yeah, you might find something
about that in there somewhere.

So, I'm gonna need copies
of all this, please.

Not a problem.

So, unless I'm being dumb,

I couldn't find a
crime report on it.

WOMAN: Well, I mean, I did report
it, but no-one ever got back to me.

'Oh, right, sorry about that.'

Yeah, well, it wasn't brilliant,

cos the manager had also downloaded
the CCTV for me on a link.

Of the actual incident?

Yeah, and you could see
the thief really clearly,

which I informed you guys
of when I reported it.

OK, apologies again.

Erm, was it a man or a woman?

'A young woman. Small.'

You wouldn't happen to still
have it, would you, the footage?

'Er...'

So, the theft was
near the vintage shop.

Less than 50 yards
away, in fact. Boom.

She's going to see if
she can find the e-mail

with the, erm, footage link on
it when she gets home tonight.

Nice work. Coffee. MAN: £2.40.

And just keep everything going
through me for now, yeah?

Ooh!

HE GROANS, SIGHS

Em?

Em?

Emma! EMMA, NEARBY:
In here, love.

ALL: Surprise!

♪ Happy birthday to you

♪ Happy birthday to you

♪ Happy birthday, dear Tony

♪ Happy birthday to you. ♪

Hurray!

TONY: I'll come and find
you in a bit, Colin.

Happy birthday, young man.
Gripper! How lovely to see you.

Said that like you almost
meant it. I absolutely do.

Well, ditto.

I'm a man who judges others
by their actions, Tony,

and I have to say,

all the work you've done
over the last five years

in Hallam and Repton, all
over the country, in fact,

makes me very proud to be
able to call you my friend.

You Tory bastard! TONY LAUGHS

Thanks, Den.

I appreciate that
more than you know.

Speak soon, lad.

Hello. TONY LAUGHS

This is just brilliant, Emma.

Thank you so much.
Got you, didn't I?

Completely! Clever girl.

Mwah! HE CHUCKLES

I'm so proud of you,
my darling. Stop it!

I mean, don't, but... And
happy, happy birthday.

Happy birthday,
Grandad. Ah! Will!

How lovely to see you.

Now, then...

you and I need to have
a little chat, I hear.

Er, do you know how far?

Oh, erm...

Early. Yeah, very.

Yeah, six, seven weeks, max.

Right.

And, er, your pill, I mean,
did you, did you forget or...?

No!

No, no. I'm guessing it was when
I had that bug and I threw up.

Right. And how do
you feel about it?

Oh, erm...

Yeah, shocked, obviously.

Bit stupid for letting
it happen. Don't be daft.

But also... a bit
surprised, I guess,

that I'm not definitely,
instinctively, thinking...

..I should have a termination.

OK.

Does that completely
horrify you?

No, no! Just...

Well, yes, slightly, yeah.

Erm, sorry if that's
not what you wanna hear,

but better to be
honest, I think.

Yeah, of course.

And, I mean, that's
my initial reaction.

Erm, obviously, I
need to digest it.

Ab-Absolutely. And,
er, and to mull.

Erm...

Both of us, I think.

Absolutely. Yeah.

Yeah, let's mull.

PAN CLATTERS, WATER RUNS

BOYS LAUGH, WATER RUNS

I just feel very weird.

I'm sure. BOYS
SHRIEK PLAYFULLY

Cos this is not me.
I don't do "needy".

No. What does that mean?

People like to
feel needed, Jess.

Really? Yes, oddly, they do.

Has he said
something to you? No.

He has, hasn't he?
You're missing my point.

Am I? Sorry. What is your point?

All your life, Jess, even
when you were little,

you were always this person who
could just cope with anything.

So self-sufficient...

..unfazeable.

But that's hard for people.

For me and your dad sometimes.
For your sister, definitely.

Maybe it is for Steve.

BOYS GIGGLE Gran, we're ready!

OK, I'm coming.

I know what it feels like, Will.

Distasteful as it might
be for you to contemplate,

I know exactly what
being 16 feels like.

And now you're smiling,

because you're thinking this is
our "all lads together" chat.

Hm!

Except here's the thing.

This is not funny.

Taking advantage of a
woman's inability to say "no"

because she's too drunk
is not fucking funny.

At all.

And that you don't
instinctively understand that

is so deeply morally
disgraceful...

..that I almost struggle
to know where to begin.

But let's try this.

I'm still a very powerful man.

I can and will speak
to your headmaster.

I can and will make sure that
your suspension is revoked.

But I swear...

..if I ever hear even a whisper
about similar behaviour again...

..then I will make sure that
your passage out of Wallingham,

through university and into life
is not the ludicrously easy ride

it will otherwise be.

Is that understood?

Yes.

Good.

Now, piss off.

GUESTS LAUGH, CHATTER

'Hi, this is Debbie.
Please leave a message.'

BEEP Hey, Debs, erm, it's me.

Look, I don't know if you
got my message on Monday,

but, erm, give us
a bell, will you?

There's all sorts of
stuff going on at home,

and I need to drink wine
with you, so, yeah...

Miss you. Bye.

Guv... She found the
link. What's that?

We think we've
identified our thief.

So, that's Maggie Bowden
and her boyfriend.

And this is our thief.

The height and hair
certainly look right,

because if this guy here is
anything like average height,

then she's, what, about
a foot shorter than him?

Yeah, 4'10", 4'11"?

Well, we know what she does
to pay for her habit. Yeah.

Meaning there's a good
chance she worked this patch

for a few days either
side of this offence.

Yes. So how about we search
all street and shop thefts

within maybe 500 yards
of the coffee shop,

a week either side of
the 4th of June, 2016?

Mm. Go for it.

Erm, DI Khan...

..key information should
really come to me first.

When you're actually
in the office,

I'll certainly make sure
they bring you stuff first.

So, er, nothing on any of the days
we searched running up to the 4th,

but then, bingo, on the 5th,

we have a woman caught
by shop security

in a clothes shop
called Pelagonian

trying to remove a purse
from a woman's bag.

And police were called this time?
She was arrested and charged,

and, er, how's about
this, ladies and gents?

She gave the Hammersmith
house as her address.

No way.

Got a mugshot? We do indeed.

Yeah, her name is
Precious Falade,

born on 15th of January 1982,

and would have been 34 at the
time of the coffee shop theft.

But I should say that she has a
long history of drug offences,

multiple sex work
and theft arrests.

We do have a DNA swab on file
which has gone to the lab,

notwithstanding the
comparison difficulties.

As an adult, she seems to
have resided mainly in Wales -

at least half her
arrests were there -

and born and raised in London.

Any next of kin?
Nothing on her file.

We'll do the usual trawl, but
it might take a day or two.

OK, thank you.

Erm... Kat? Kaz.

Kaz, sorry.

So, erm, we know that there
were squatters in the house

in roughly May/June 2016,

and we have a relative
of Ms Dunmore's

who would appear to have had
some sort of engagement with them

at that time.

Er, couldn't get a name
from the neighbours,

but I'm looking at the
probate lawyer's files,

see if there's anything
there. OK. Murray?

Still waiting for
control to come back

on any other police
activity at the address.

OK. Good stuff.

Er, probably too early to be
theorising about motives just yet.

Yeah, I think so. Yeah.

OK...

So, erm, why don't we make our
priority finding next of kin?

Er, Kaz, how about you take
all of Precious's Phoenix docs?

Mm-hm.

Murray and Fran, link up with those
and PND for previous addresses,

associated numbers,
call histories, etc.

If we can get a result
today, that would be great.

Happy?

Absolutely, yeah. Good stuff.

OK, er...

..thanks, everyone.

Not sure why she even
bothers turning up.

Pretty much the only thing
stopping me packing a bag right now

is the restaurant.

I completely understand.

And again, I am so sorry.

Except you're always sorry,
Bele, and nothing changes.

If anything, it's getting
worse. I'm... I'm trying. I'm...

I promise.

Did you have a drink? No.

Honestly? I swear.

So, I'm giving you
one last chance.

But from here on in, our
life has to be just that...

ours.

Not just yours - your history,
your family, your problems.

I'm someone too,
OK? Absolutely.

All right, well...
let's try and move on.

I'll see you for service.

We're full again.

I love you.

I love you too.

Oh, yeah, hello there. Er,
my name's DC Karen Willets.

I'm trying to trace the next of kin
of a woman called Precious Falade,

and your number came up on
an arrest sheet from 2004.

Solicitors. Right, OK.

So, might she have
been a client of yours?

And how long was she
a patient with you?

OK, and did she ever give
your clinic any details

of next of kin or...?

Sorry, no, if she
still owes you rent,

there's not much we
can do about that.

Erm, could I just ask you, did
she live there alone or...?

Right, when... when was this?

She was, erm, referred to us from
Caernarfon Social Services in 2013.

'And you looked after
her specifically?'

I did, for a period.
OK, brilliant.

Erm, so, as I say, we're
looking for next of kin.

That would be her
son or her mother.

Right. Erm, you wouldn't happen to
have a number or address for either,

would you?

'Hang on. Let me just
check the files.'

Thank you.

I should say whilst I'm looking
that the last time I spoke to her,

in 2014, she was
estranged from both.

Now, that may have changed since
she transferred to West London,

but I'm just letting
you know. OK.

HE TYPES

'OK, I'm not sure if
this is current or not,

'but, yeah, I've got an
address here for the mother.

'Do you have a pen?'
Yeah. Fire away.

BANGING ON DOOR

BANGING ON DOOR CONTINUES

MAN: Police! Open up!

BANGING ON DOOR RESUMES

Police! Open up!
I'm comin', man!

You're such a
twat, Jay. What?!

I'm arresting you on
suspicion of robbery and GBH.

What you talkin' about? You
do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your defence if
you do not mention when questioned

something which you later rely on
in court. I never done anything!

OK, I'm gonna complete a
Section 32 search under PACE.

OK. Oh... thank you, and, yeah,
I'll call you tomorrow to, erm,

to discuss next steps.

Bye now. Yeah, bye.

Dave?

You OK?

What is it?

They still want to invest.

The full amount.

They wanna go ahead, love.

HE EXHALES

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I will change.

I promise... I can change.

CAR DOOR CLOSES

PHONE PINGS, BUZZES

Good afternoon. I'm-I'm
so sorry to bother you.

Erm, we're looking
for Ebele Falade.

Yes, that's me. Hello, Ebele.

My name is DCI Jessica James,
and this is DI Sunny Khan.

We wanted to speak to you
about your daughter, Precious.

What about her?

Can we sit? No.
What about her?

Ebele, I'm very sorry to
have to tell you this,

but four days ago,

we found a body in a
house in Hammersmith,

and we have very good reason to
believe that it's your daughter.

SHE SOBS No! No! NO!

No, no!

No! Please... get out.

Get out now!

Come on.

BELE WAILS

Best case, worst case, if we
do all the standard stuff.

The best case, maybe a year.
Worst case, maybe three months.

TONY SIGHS

Which is not enough.

It's never enough,
Tony, for anyone.

OK... I don't care what it costs,
what you cost, what anything costs.

I want you to research every single
new possible therapy, treatment,

drug trial...

Whatever there is out there that
will help buy me more than that.

Will you do that for me?

I give you my word, I will do
absolutely everything that I can.

So, at the time that we're
specifically looking at,

we found three handwritten
notes, two dated the 27th May,

one dated the 30th of June,

er, detailing three phone
calls with an "LA". 'Right.'

I mean, the notes
are very brief,

but they seem to
reference a squatter issue

and making the building secure,
and then, most importantly,

the note dated the 30th of June,
"Dropping off some new keys." OK.

Yeah, except "LA" doesn't
seem to match the initials

of any of the nine relatives that
I can see detailed in the files.

Er, it's not ringing any
obvious bells with me either.

Right, well, you say that
you inherited the case.

'Is it possible to speak to
who made those original notes?'

Well, no. I inherited
it from Amanda Greaves,

who died of COVID in
February of last year, sadly.

OK.

Yeah, sorry about that. Erm...

Right, plan B. Er,
the first note says...

"LA called, will ring
back at two o'clock."

So this is one of the
ones on the 27th of May.

How would you feel about us looking
through your firm's phone records?

STEVE: 'I'm sorry I can't take
your call. Please leave a message.'

BEEP I have called
you back three times.

Don't just text and
then not pick up.

I mean, what the
fuck is going on?

We should go back in.
Has she calmed down yet?

I don't really care. It's
a murder investigation.

We shouldn't have
left. Should we not?

Felt right to me.
I'll do the talking.

Erm, I'm really sorry, but we do
need to ask some quick questions.

Well, can't it wait? It'll
only take a couple of minutes.

Love? Yeah, OK.

Was it an overdose?

It wasn't, no.

What was it, then?
How'd... How'd she die?

Erm...

I'm very sorry to have to tell
you, we think she was murdered.

Oh...

How? We think she was shot.

My God, no!

But... who would want
to do that to her?

Well, that's what we're...
we're trying to find out.

So, can you tell me when the
last time you saw her was?

Why? Just roughly?

I've seen her maybe two or three
times in the last 15 years.

OK. And the most recent time?

I don't know, maybe 2014... '15?

OK, so over seven years ago.

Approximately, mm.

You had a falling out or...?

No, I didn't fall out with
anybody. She fell out with me.

Can I ask why?

Because I objected to her
stealing from me to buy drugs.

Because I objected to the
endless emotional abuse of me.

Because I objected
to her blaming me

for everything that
was wrong in her life.

And the last time
that you saw her,

did she mention any conflicts
she was having with anyone?

Anyone who might have sort
of had a grudge against her?

No. I mean, I can't remember.

And, er, she had
a son, we believe.

Yes. Joseph?

Yes. How old would he be now?

24, 25.

Mm, OK. So she had
him very young.

Yes. And, er, do you have
any contact with him?

No. Any idea where he lives?

No. Your grandson?

Again, her call.

OK. Well, for now,
thanks so much. We'll...

Sorry, just one last quick thing.
Er, like to show you something.

It's a photo of the house
that we found her in.

Do you recognise it at all?

No.

Take a good look.

I did.

You don't recall ever
visiting her there?

No.

OK, well, erm, thanks so
much for speaking with us,

and our deepest
condolences on your loss.

Can I see her?

Yes, yes. You can. I-I
should say we, erm...

we believe she'd lain undiscovered
for several years, so...

But, yes, here...
here's my card.

Just call me anytime, and
we can arrange a viewing.

D'you wanna maybe
give me a heads up,

if you're gonna pull
stuff like that?

Like what stuff? The photo.

It was instinctive. You
know, like you walking out.

I might have wanted to wait until
she was in a less febrile state.

It told us what we
needed. Which is what?

That she was lying. Maybe.

I didn't believe her
initial reaction either.

In what way? I dunno.
It was just off.

Felt fairly normal to me.

Have to agree to disagree, then.

Dick.