Vera (2011–…): Season 11, Episode 5 - Vital Signs - full transcript

How long do you think you'll be?

No idea.

Keep in touch.

If I can.

Hall table.

See you soon petal.

Bye.

I love you.

Love you too.

Find us all right then?

Well I'm here aren't I?



Aye, in a great mood too.

What have we got?

Call came in at
seven this morning.

A pair of twitchers
found a burned out car

just down in the quarry,

and didn't think
much of it at first.

But when they took
a closer look,

they saw a body
on the back seat.

We got an ID for this body?

The fire did too much damage.

But the vehicle's
registered to a Dr. Lucy Yo.

Anyone try to contact her?

No answer from her mobile.

I spoke to her
husband, Rob McShane.



Now he's not heard from
her since last night.

Okay.

Call Jac, tell her to
get over to the house,

in case she turns up.

Malcolm.

Grim find for a Monday morning.

Or any morning, for that matter.

What can you tell us?

Adult female,
somewhere between 20 and 40.

Approximate height,
five foot five.

What, nothing else?

There does appear to
be a recent injury

to the left side
of the skull here.

I'll know a lot more once I
get her back to the mortuary.

Well your lot are gonna
have one hell of a job

getting anything off of this.

Well I imagine
that's precisely what

whoever started this
fire was hoping for.

Fire service reckon
it was arson.

Time of death?

Some time last night.

And one last question Malcolm.

Was she already dead
when the fire started?

I hope so.

Did Malcolm give us a verdict?

Well he can't say for
certain it's murder,

but it's looking
more than likely.

Now if that is our GP,

it's a bit odd isn't it, a
quarry, middle of the night.

And what was she doing
on the back seat, hmm?

Not bird watching,
that's for sure.

What if she was
killed somewhere else

and then driven over here in
the back of her own car, hmm?

But then there'd be

another vehicle
involved, wouldn't there?

An accomplice.

What makes you say that?

Well whoever drove
that car's torched it,

so how did they get
back to wherever.

Miles from anywhere.

You say there's a husband?

Rob McShane.

Ah, well come on, let's
go talk to him then.

Morning ma'am.

Jac.

How we doing?

Pretty anxious.

I told them you found the
car, but nothing else.

Them?

Oh, Dr. Yo's sister Tasmin,

she was here when
I arrived, ma'am.

Right, well.

Mr. McShane.

Have you found her?

DCI Stanhope, Northumberland
and City Police,

and this is DS Healy.

Have you found Lucy?

Your daughter, love?

Eh, yeah.

Might be best if
she wasn't here.

Let's go play in the garden.

Now you've been told we
found your wife's car, sir.

Yeah.

We also found a body
on the back seat,

but we don't know if
it's Lucy just yet.

Why not?

Because the car had
sustained significant damage.

What sort of damage?

It had been burned out, love,
which is why, at the moment,

we can't identify the body,

but the car could've
been stolen love.

Let's not jump to conclusions.

And until we know otherwise,
Lucy is still alive, all right?

Good.

Now I need to ask
you some questions.

When did you last see Lucy?

Last night, about seven.

She was heading out,
an out of hours call.

She went to see a patient?

What's the patient's name?

I've no idea.

The called would've come
through from the surgery though.

And how did she
seem when she left?

Fine.

Bit distracted, but that's
'cause she'd been called out.

Now was there anything
going on in Lucy's life,

any problems we
should know about?

No.

Good.

Now DC Williams is
going to stay with you.

But before I go love,

I need to take a
personal item of Lucy's,

a hair brush or a toothbrush.

It's for DNA.

Right, Jac.

I need you to stay here.

Make sure they've got
everything they need, all right?

Yes ma'am.

And try and get the sense
of their relationship.

Find out if he and Lucy had
any issues, but discreetly.

And get uniform to take
this over to Malcolm.

I want that tested today.

We don't want them in limbo
any longer than necessary.

Where to now?

Well, have a guess.

To find out the name
of this patient.

I'm afraid we've got
nothing available today.

Try tomorrow.

Unless you have an
appointment we can't help you,

we're short-staffed.

Well that's why we're here pet.

Are you sure it's Lucy?

No, but her husband
hasn't heard from her

since last night so, as you
can imagine, we're concerned.

And I take it you've had
no contact this morning.

No.

When she didn't turn up
for work we tried calling,

but her mobile's
been switched off.

Now her husband told us

she had an out of
hours call last night.

Said you would have
the patient's details.

I'd have to check the system.

Well let's do that then.

Such a lovely girl.

Has she worked here long?

She joined us about
six months ago.

Good doctor is she?

Yes, she's very popular.

And how about the patients?

What about them?

Well, is she popular with them?

Yes.

I mean some of the older ones

are a little unsure
of her maybe.

And why do you say that?

Well, Lucy's very professional,

but she can come
across as a bit cold.

And the oldies
like a bit of chat.

Oh aye.

Lucy just wasn't
that interested.

And then there were
the stupid rumours.

Rumours?

It was nothing, just
one of Lucy's patients.

And?

Well she was in her 90s,
she was very poorly.

But Lucy saw her on
the day she died,

and you know what people
are like gossiping.

And what's this patient's name?

Mrs. Howeth, Francis Howeth.

But it was Fran's
daughter, Pat Cringle,

she was the one who
made a complaint.

So have we got the
name of this patient?

No, and there's no record

of any out of hours
call last night.

Even if there was, Dr. Yo
wasn't on this weekend.

It was Dr. Parmer.

Dr. Parmer's
the senior GP.

He might've asked Dr.
Yo to fill in for him.

All right, so where
is Dr. Parmer?

He works part-time,
he's off today.

His wife's got
chronic arthritis.

Dr. Parmer is her primary carer.

Well, we'll need
his address love.

Oh hello love.

We're looking for a Dr. Parmer.

Oh, he's out the back.

Come in.

Dad, it's the police.

Good morning.

DCI Stanhope, Northumberland
and City police.

DS Healy.

Jesus.

Now hold on, we don't
know yet that it is Lucy.

No, of course.

But let's pray that it isn't.

Are you and Dr. Yo close?

We work closely together, yes.

Now her husband said she
was on an emergency call out

to a patient last night.

But I was on call this weekend.

Well your receptionist thought

you might've asked her
to fill in for you.

No, it was all quiet.

So have you any idea who
she might've been visiting?

Sorry.

None whatsoever.

Can you tell us
about Fran Howeth?

How did you hear about her?

Val at your practise
mentioned her.

Fran Howeth was
an elderly patient

with an aggressive cancer.

Lucy paid her a home visit,

and sadly the old lady died
a few hours after she left.

How did she die?

Opiate overdose.

Mrs. Howeth was in serious
pain when Lucy arrived,

so Lucy administered
her prescribed Oramorph

and left shortly afterwards.

Could this Oramorph
have killed her?

No no no, it wouldn't
have been strong enough.

After Lucy left, Mrs. Howeth
accessed the diamorphine

from her just-in-case
medication.

That's stronger
medication which is stored

at the patient's house

and administered by
nurses if necessary.

It was an unfortunate incident.

Lucy was investigated
and she was cleared.

So why does the daughter think
that Dr. Yo's responsible?

Well, you'd have
to ask her that.

Why are you so interested
in Pat Cringle,

do you think she
might've hurt Lucy?

Do you?

Well she certainly
kicked up quite a fuss,

made things very hard for Lucy.

Hard in what way?

Confronted her at the
surgery a few times.

Abusive phone calls.

And there was the
online ugliness.

Define online ugliness.

Lucy mentioned that
she was being trolled.

Messages being posted
on local forums.

I told her to report it.

She didn't seem
overly concerned.

Sorry, Mum's getting cold.

I'll be right out.

Could you just give
me five minutes?

That's all right love,
we'll leave you to it.

Thanks for your time Dr. Parmer.

Lucy Yo, age 34.

A GP.

Lives with her
husband Rob McShane

and their daughter
Zoe, over in Corrmouth.

Now officially this is
a missing persons case,

but what we have is an
unidentified body found

in the back of a burnt out car.

But given the car is
registered to Dr. Yo,

and nobody's heard from
her since last night,

safe to say it's
not looking good.

So I want us up and running
on this straight away.

Now first priority is to find
out where she went last night.

Now she told her husband she
was on an emergency call out,

but the surgery have
no knowledge of that.

Mark, timeline.

I want to know all her movements

from when she left home at
seven o'clock last night.

Have we found her
phone yet, ma'am?

No.

And none of her calls
have been going through

since last night.

So get onto her
service provider,

find out where and when
she was last pinged.

And get them to send
over her call records.

I also want her bank statements,
emails, social media,

the whole shebang.

Ma'am.

Kenny, I need you to
focus on the quarry.

Get uniform knocking on
doors of any properties

in the surrounding area.

Ma'am.

Did anyone see her
car last night,

or any other vehicle,
come to that?

And see if anyone's
got any CCTV.

You never know, we
might get lucky.

Will do.

Aiden.

Now I'm keeping Jac over
at their house for now.

So I'll need you to check out
this Pat Cringle business.

I'm off to see Malcolm.

The lab turned
around the DNA test,

it was a match for Lucy Yo.

So how did she die?

Well let's start
with the head wound.

She had significant blunt force
trauma to the left temple.

Probably sustained by
a single heavy blow.

I'm thinking a tool, heavy
object, possibly metallic.

Now forensics have
confirmed that it was arson.

They've also found
traces to suggest

that an accelerant was used.

What sorts of accelerant?

Well we'll have to wait
for the chemical analysis

to come back to us on that,

and also any information
on the material we found.

What material?

A scrap of fabric managed
to escape the fire.

It was underneath the body

when we removed it from the car.

Could be that she
was wrapped in it.

A sheet, blanket possibly.

But to answer your
first question,

the skull injury was serious,
but it didn't kill her.

Cause of death was asphyxiation.

Smoke inhalation.

So she was alive when
that fire was started.

And as this is now officially
a murder investigation Rob,

there are some more
questions I need to ask you.

Are you okay to do that now?

Right.

Now, is there anyone
you can think of at all,

who might have
wanted to harm Lucy?

No, absolutely not.

No one she had a problem with?

Maybe someone she was scared of.

Lucy wasn't scared of anything.

How about you pet?

Your sister ever mention
any worries she had?

No.

What about work?

She ever talk about any issues
with any of her patients?

No.

She was well-liked.

Oh, well we understand

she did have a problem
with the daughter of

one of her patients,
a Fran Howeth.

That the old woman who died?

Oh, so she did talk
to you about her then?

She mentioned there was
some sort of investigation

into her death, but she
said it was just routine.

How about the woman's
daughter, Pat Cringle?

I'm not sure.

She said the family weren't
happy, but that was all.

So Lucy didn't tell you
about any threatening calls

or online abuse?

Why, is that what this is about?

Was she killed because of work?

We don't know yet love.

What about the patient
she saw last night?

What did the surgery say?

Well nothing.

They've got no record of a
patient call out last night.

Daddy!

I'll go.

You sure?

Were you and your
sister close, love?

She was my best friend.

When did you last talk to her?

Day before yesterday.

I'd taken the little
one to soft play.

She loves it.

Lucy and I had coffee together
when I brought her back.

And how was she?

Usual Lucy.

Thinking about work.

Do you often take the bairn out?

As much as I can.

I just love her to bits.

Aye.

Jac.

What do you make of him?

Rob?

-Mm.
-He seems genuinely shocked.

What about the sister?

She seems more concerned with
Rob's grief than her own,

but maybe that's just her
way of dealing with it.

Yeah, well, she was a
bit handsy in there.

A bit touchy-feely.

Some people are
like that, ma'am.

Well, keep an eye on him.

Ma'am.

Okay, where we up to?

Well, I'm still waiting
on Dr. Yo's call records

to come through.

But her service
provider confirmed

that her phone linked to a
mast just north of Corrmouth

at 7:48 last night.

What, nothing after that?

Reception out that
way's sketchy.

What's that?

Oh it's Dr. Yo's
appointment schedule.

Yousef Adwan at the
surgery sent it over.

She was a busy woman.

Not that busy, she had a
couple of hours booked off

for this afternoon.

Was some sort of meeting,

but Adwan didn't know
what it was about.

Well find out.

Ma'am.

Where have you been?

Looking into Fran Howeth's
death, like you asked.

Ah, and?

Well it's like Parmer said.

She died of
respiratory depression

caused by an overdose
of a diamorphine.

That's the just-in-case
medication.

Yeah, they checked
the box after she died

and found the diamorphine
had been accessed.

Now Lucy Yo was adamant
that it wasn't her.

So that leaves
just the old lady.

Well could she have
taken it herself?

It's feasible.

I mean, the box was locked,

but the key was
kept in the flat.

So what about this
daughter, Pat Cringle?

She's convinced that
Lucy gave her mum

the diamorphine, and Parmer
wasn't kidding when he said

that Cringle made
things hard for her.

She'd been writing to
everyone and anyone,

trying to get Lucy struck off.

Health Board, MPs, police,
even the local newspaper.

But she saved her best
work for the internet.

Now Lucy Yo's name comes up all
over Corrmouth social media.

Oh some of these are
downright hostile.

And the most recent
ones wished her dead.

But how do we know
this is Pat Cringle?

Check the username.

Fran Howeth RIP.

Mr. Cringle?

Who's asking?

Is your wife around?

So what happened to her?

Well her body was found in a
burnt out car at the quarry,

few miles away.

Sorry to hear that.

Really?

We got the impression
you didn't like Dr. Yo.

Was nothing to do
with liking her.

I just wanted her to
take responsibility

for what she did, that's all.

But there was an investigation.

She was cleared.

Investigation was a farce,

they'd made up their
mind beforehand.

They were protecting their own.

All right.

I got this Cliff.

Is there a chance your mam

could've taken the
diamorphine herself?

Let me tell you about Mam.

Last two years of her
life she had dementia.

She didn't even know
that stuff was there,

let alone think
to take any of it.

Lucy Yo gave her that injection.

So is that why you
started harassing her,

'cause you didn't get
the answer you wanted

from the investigation?

I didn't harass her.

Confronting her at the surgery.

The abusive calls,
online threats.

Aye, I had it out with
her and made a few calls,

but I had nothing to do
with any online stuff.

Fran Howeth, RIP.

That not you?

No.

Well that's the
username of the account

that's been threatening her.

Well, it's not me.

Where were you last night?

We were both here all night.

Like Pat said, we were here.

If it wasn't her trolling Lucy

then it must've been
someone close to Pat.

Yeah, maybe.

What about her husband?

Nah, fella hasn't got it in him.

He's too scared.

I'm not surprised,

being married to a
battleaxe like Pat Cringle.

She may be a battleaxe,
but she's not a liar.

She was telling the truth.

Get onto computer forensics.

See if they can see who's
behind that account.

Ma'am, I've been
working on the timeline.

A couple of things have come up.

Now the bank records show
Lucy made a debit card payment

of 22 pound 80 at The Crypt,
at 1:38 p.m. the day she died.

What the hell's The Crypt?

It's a new place in town.

Pub by day, live music at night.

Phone records show she
received numerous calls

this morning, all from her
husband, all unanswered,

but she did get a text
last night at 8:03 p.m.

We're still trying to find
out what the message was.

Well who was the text from?

The number was
registered to a mobile

belonging to Dr. Leon Parmer.

Now why didn't
Parmer mention that?

Why don't you ask him?

Dr. Parmer's just walked
through the front door

asking to speak with
you ma'am, in private.

Dr. Parmer.

You wanted to see me?

Yes.

I should've said something
at the house earlier,

but the shock, it didn't
occur to me to say.

Lucy and I were
in a relationship.

A romantic relationship?

I wanted to tell you myself,
you would've found eventually

and I didn't want you to think
that I was trying to hide it.

So when did this start?

About a month after
she joined the surgery.

It only lasted six or seven
weeks before we ended it.

Mutual decision was it?

No, it was Lucy's call.

How did you feel about that?

Relieved to be quite honest.

I hated all the lies
and the sneaking around.

So if the affair was over,

why did you text her last night?

I needed some numbers
for the surgery budget.

I'm sorry I forgot
about that too.

Where were you last night?

Durham.

I had to pick up
Martha from halls.

Bit of an emergency dash.

Oh, what was the emergency?

Boyfriend trouble.

Well thanks for coming in.

If I could ask you
just one thing.

Why did Lucy end it?

Her husband found out.

Rob knew about the relationship?

Mm.

She said that he got
very worked up about it.

Worked up, in what way?

She didn't go into details,

but she did once say that
he had quite a temper.

Rob, I made you a cup of tea.

Rob?

I should've told
you, I know that,

but I didn't want it
to be the first thing

you knew about her.

How'd you find out?

Saw a text from him.

How'd that make you feel?

Well, obviously it was a shock.

Did you confront her with it?

Of course.

And how did that go down?

How did what go down?

You confronting
your cheating wife.

I got angry.

Shouted.

Swore a bit.

Smashed a bathroom mirror.

Yeah, I was furious.

But I never hurt her, if that's
what you're trying to imply.

So you forgave her

Yeah, we talked it out.

Realised we still loved
each other so we moved on.

And that's very
understanding of you.

Most men wouldn't
have done that.

You mean men like you.

But everything was all
right after that, was it?

Everything was great.

No cause for concern.

Why are you asking that?

It's just, we've been
unable to trace the patient

your wife said she was
visiting on the night she died.

So where else might
she have gone?

Don't know.

On the afternoon she died,

we do know she went to
The Crypt club in town.

What?

Mm.

Made a debit card transaction,
you weren't with her?

No, I was at home all day.

How about Tasmin?

No, she would've said
if she was there.

Did you know she was
going to The Crypt club?

She said she was at the gym.

I even watched her pack her kit.

McShane acts the mild man
and the house husband,

but the truth is Lucy wore the
trousers and he resented it.

Oh, you do know this
is the 21st century.

I know.

One of my best mates
is a house husband,

married to a surgeon.

Oh well.

I just don't
buy it with McShane.

Table for two?

Oh I wish pet.

No, we're from Northumberland
and City police.

Need to ask you about one
of your recent customers.

Name is Lucy Yo.

Eh, sorry, I don't
recognise her.

Well she was just in here
day before yesterday love.

About lunchtime.

I had the weekend
off, but to be honest,

she doesn't look like the kind
of drinker we get in here.

Oh, it's more a
young crowd is it?

Mostly students.

Oh, cool.

You don't have CCTV do you?

Lunchtime you say?

That's right love.

Is this her?

Yes that's her.

Can you pause it there?

Now that fella she's with,
do you recognise him?

No, never seen him before.

No idea who he is, and
that image isn't great,

but we can see it's
male and he's young.

And he's got a dodgy haircut.

Well dodgy or not,
it's distinctive,

and that may work in our favour.

Now we also got from
the footage of the club,

we can see that they
embraced before he left.

So obviously not strangers, but
what was their relationship?

Friends, lovers, what?

Did they meet up
again in the evening?

We need to identify him.

So Aiden, get someone
over to that club.

Talk to the bar staff who
were working that day.

See if they can give us a name.

Now, Kenny, what have
we got on the quarry?

Well uniform have been round

to most of the
nearby properties,

but no one saw anything.

I'm still working on a list
of people that use the place.

Yeah, well keep at it Ken.

-Yeah.
-Ma'am,

I found out why Dr. Yo
had a gap in her schedule.

Why?

NHS Fraud had been
in touch with Lucy

and arranged to
meet her yesterday.

They were looking
into prescription
fraud at the surgery.

Dr. Yo didn't mention it?

Not to me.

Val?

No, no, first I've heard of it.

Have you ever had issues
with this sort of thing

in the past?

None whatsoever.

Well, according to NHS Fraud,

Dr. Yo was helping them
with an investigation

into this surgery.

Now it's odd she didn't
mention it to you.

Almost like she
didn't trust you.

What's
your security like

when it comes to these
prescription pads?

We take it very seriously.

As soon as the
pads are delivered,

they're stored in
a locked cabinet.

The pads are allocated to
the GPs when they need them.

Where's this cabinet?

In the main office.

And who has the keys?

Our receptionist
Yousef has them.

There a problem?

Yousef didn't show up today.

We've been trying to call him

but he's not
answering his phone.

Now him not turning
up, is that unusual?

Yes.

Still no answer.

Mr. Adwan?

Get a forensics team up here.

Excuse me sir.

DS Healy, Northumberland
and City Police.

You live in this block?

Aye, floor above.

Do you know who
lives in flat 34?

Afraid not.

He had a break in.

I'm just wondering

if you'd seen or heard
anything this morning.

No, it's been all quiet.

Can I take you your name please?

Allen.

David Allen.

Okay, and you live in flat?

56.

That's great, thank you sir.

Why has he
suddenly gone AWOL?

Well he's behind the
prescription fraud.

Lucy threatened to expose him,
he kills her to shut her up.

Well it would explain
why he's running.

Yeah, it doesn't explain
the trashed flat.

And would you
really kill someone

over a few blank
prescription pads?

Who says it's just a few?

Aye, but it's hardly
international drug
running is it?

Well still, if he was
caught he'd lose his job,

possible prison sentence.

Aye, and he may not have
meant to have killed her.

Just scare her.

You know, things got out of hand

and before he knows
it she's dead.

So you think he
arranged to see her

the night before he was
due to have this meeting.

Maybe Adwan was the
emergency patient.

Where'd we get this cake?

Kenny baked it.

Did you?

Aye.

This is quite nice.

Now we're not gonna
know anything until
we find the fella.

So Mark, put out an alert.

See if you can trace
family and friends.

See if anyone knows
where he might be.

-Hmm.
-Ma'am.

And Kenny, look into this
prescription fraud business.

Talk to all the
pharmacists in Corrmouth,

and see if any of them had
any dealings with this fella?

-Ma'am.
-Okay, thanks.

Computer forensics
have traced the IP

of the Fran Howeth account.

Guess who the troll is?

Dad.

We need to have a little chat.

This has to be a mistake.

It's no mistake.

Whoever was threatening
Lucy Yo online

was doing it from this address.

You can't think it was me.

Well, a lot of detail
in those messages.

Person who posted them
had intimate knowledge

of the Fran Howeth case.

There were others,
including Pat Cringle.

She's more likely to
have sent those messages.

Well if she did, she
would have to have done it

from inside this house.

Look, I don't know what's going
on here, but this account,

it isn't me.

It's me.

I'm Fran Howeth RIP.

You posted those
messages online?

Yeah.

Martha, what are
you talking about?

Why would you do that?

I was angry at Lucy,
'cause of her and dad,

'cause they were a thing.

So you knew about
their relationship.

Dad's not as subtle
as he thinks.

You made some pretty
serious threats love.

That's all they were, threats,
I was just lashing out.

So why lash out at Lucy?

Why not have it
out with your dad?

I didn't say anything

because I didn't
want Mum to find out.

She has enough on
her plate right now

without a cheating husband.

Are we
buying their story?

Well, for the moment we are.

See what you can find
out about that lass.

Talk to her university.

And get me copies of those
online posts, I wanna read 'em.

Right, Mark, what have we
got with this elusive Adwan?

We're still looking ma'am,

but he hasn't been
back to his flat,

and according to his
service provider,

his phone hasn't been
active since yesterday.

Family, friends.

Spoken with his sister,

but she claims she hasn't
seen him in over a week.

Did forensics find
anything at his flat?

No prescription pads,

but they did take some
prints off the front door.

Hey Kenny, you got an ID
on this ponytail fella?

No, but I pulled down some CCTV

from the streets
around The Crypt.

This is from the caff security
camera just down the road.

But we lose the image
after that point.

-Right.
-I had better luck

at the quarry though.

I mean, since the
place has closed down

it's turned into a bit
of a nature reserve.

So lots of folk use
it, it's impossible to-

Mark.

Caravan.

When I was over at Adwan's flat,

there was a family
photo at a caravan.

Call that sister again

and ask if the family
have ever owned a caravan.

Right, sorry Kenny.

Well like I was saying,

it's impossible to tell
who uses the quarry,

but I checked into
people who worked there

when the site was
still operational,

and the company records
show Cliff Cringle.

Site supervisor until
it closed in 2013 ma'am.

What the hell's the
matter with you?

Strange you didn't mention it?

What?

Yesterday, when I told you

we found the body at the quarry.

Never mentioned that
you used to work there.

I retired years ago.

Is Pat not around?

She's gone into town.

Yeah.

Any chance of a cuppa?

Ooh lovely.

You been running
this place long?

About six years.

You always liked dogs?

It's more Pat's thing.

She grew up with them.

Black labs they had,
her and her mam.

Close were they?

They were family.

Well not all families are close.

Ah, well, Pat and Fran were.

It's just the two of
'em, you see, growing up.

I mean they fought a lot,

and Fran could be very
difficult, demanding.

Got worse after her mind went.

She said some horrible
things to Pat you know.

Well that would've been
the dementia, love,

you can't take that personally.

Yeah, well Pat did.

That's why she didn't see
her on the day she died.

She couldn't face the abuse,

so she took some
time for herself.

So who found Fran?

Me.

I went round to check on her.

Well she wasn't
answering the door.

Place was quiet.

I knew something was up.

So I called the ambulance
and they called the police

who kicked the door in.

And there she was, laying
on the living room floor.

Eh, oh that must've been tough.

Yeah, well, the hardest
thing was telling Pat.

She'd promised her mam she'd
be there for her, you know,

at the end.

Do you think that's
why she blamed Dr. Yo,

'cause she feels guilty?

How'd you mean?

There was an investigation
into Fran's death.

It wasn't Dr. Yo's fault.

But they got that wrong.

Maybe that's just what
Pat wants to believe.

That way she doesn't
have to blame herself.

I'd like you to leave.

I'm just trying to
understand love.

Yeah, well understand this.

Pat was a good daughter.

She did nothing wrong.

Malcolm?

DCI Stanhope,

I have some news
to share with you.

Right, I'm on my way.

Eh, Malcolm.

Isn't that against the rules?

What's that?

Eating crisps in a laboratory.

Well I won't tell if you don't.

What have you got for me?

Right, the chemical
analysis on the accelerant,

it seems that it was a
high grade heating oil,

the kind used in
domestic heating systems.

The scrap of material
that we found,

the one we think the body
might've been wrapped in.

Turns out to have been
part of a curtain.

It's a pretty old one,

if that design's
anything to go by.

So what are we thinking, '80s?

Late '70s, early '80s,

made by a company called
Randall Fabrics Limited.

That's an image from an
old catalogue of theirs.

The company is no
longer trading,

but that design was a
bestseller for them.

So the world and its mam

would've had a pair
of those curtains?

Well, at least it's something.

Can I take these?

-Sure.
-Yeah, thanks Malcolm.

Oh, can you do me a favour?

A Fran Howeth was a patient

who died in the care of Lucy Yo.

Can you take a look
at her death for me?

Have you got a body?

Six feet under,

but I can get hold of
the coroner's report.

Well I'm not sure what
I'll be able to tell you,

but I'll give them a read.

I'll get the report sent over.

Kenny, since you've
mastered the art of baking,

you can try your hand
at soft furnishings.

Take a look at those.

Now it seems Lucy's body
was wrapped in a curtain,

just like those ones.

Now they're, well, 40 odd years
old, but they were popular.

See if you find out who sold
them, what are you doing here?

Oh I thought I'd step out
of the house for a bit.

Things were getting tense
between Rob and sister-in-law.

Well, I told, she's
too touchy-feely.

Actually it's more like
she's gone cold on him,

not sure why though.

Well if you stayed Jac,
you'd have found out.

Trust me, whatever's going on,

they won't discuss
it in front of me.

When I go back tomorrow

I'll see if I can
speak to Tasmin alone.

Ah, well since you're here,

you can make me a
list of all properties

in a 10 mile radius of that
quarry that use heating oil.

Get onto the suppliers,
see if they can help us.

Yes ma'am.

Where's Aiden and Mark?

Oh they found Adwan,
they're bringing him in now.

Your hunch paid off, ma'am.

He was hiding out in a
caravan in Seahouses.

Why don't you tell us about
your work at the surgery?

I'm the receptionist.

I'm on the phones,
manage the appointments.

And what about
prescription pads?

You're responsible
for their allocation,

keeping them safe, right?

Aye.

Well now, Dr. Yo was looking
into fraud at the surgery.

Yeah, she told me.

When did she tell you?

Last week.

She'd got a call from
someone at NHS Fraud

asking about our scripts.

Dr. Yo knew nothing about it

so she reckoned someone
was stealing them.

She know who?

No.

That's why she
asked for my help.

Why didn't you tell us
about this yesterday

at the surgery?

Two days ago some bloke
caught me outside my flat.

Told me to keep my mouth shut.

Said if I didn't, he knew
where I lived and he'd get me.

And you reckon he wanted
you to keep your mouth shut

because of the
prescription pads?

At first I didn't know
what he was on about.

When I turned up at work
yesterday, I heard about Lucy,

and I figured he was serious.

Who was this fella?

I dunno, I'd never
seen him before.

Well, can you describe him?

Late 40s, early 50s.

And he had an Irish accent.

Can we take a break please?

He said he was a neighbour.

And you took his word for it.

He was coming down
from the floor above.

Aye, because that's
probably where he hid

where he heard us turning up.

Bloody hell.

I hope you at
least got his name.

Yes, of course.

He said it was
Allen, David Allen.

An Irish fella
called Dave Allen?

Yeah, do you know him?

Give me strength.

Dave Allen was an
Irish comedian mate.

Oh!

Find him.

-Ma'am.
-What?

Aiden said you wanted me
to get some background

on Martha Parmer.

No, I said I wanted him
to get some background.

What have you got?

Well, I can't confirm
Martha and Parmer's alibi,

but I did get some info
from Martha's course tutor.

What?

Well Martha's had a tough year.

She was tanking her course.

They were on the verge
of chucking her out

until Lucy Yo intervened
on her behalf.

Intervened, how?

Well she wrote a
letter stating that

Martha had issues with
her mental health,

and they should reconsider.

So why would the
lass troll the woman

who's kept her in university?

Yeah, and why would
you troll someone

you are clearly close to?

I checked Martha's call records.

Her and Lucy Yo had
been in daily contact

for the past four months.

DCI Stanhope.

Oh, morning ma'am.

Jac, everything okay?

I've just turned
up at the house.

Seems Tasmin's gone
back to her flat.

What prompted that?

Rob said that she
wanted some time alone,

but not sure I buy that.

I think something
happened last night.

Well get yourself
over to Tasmin's, hmm,

see what she has to say.

Yes ma'am.

And keep me posted.

Hello.

How are you today Mrs. Parmer?

Today's one of my good days.

This is all your work is it?

Oh used to be.

Now I rely on Leon and Martha
to do the heavy lifting.

Well, if you're
looking for Leon,

he already left for the surgery.

Ah no, it's Martha
I came to see.

Why don't you come inside?

Don't worry love, no,

I saw a little cafe
down by the river.

I thought me and Martha
could stroll down there

for a cup of tea.

You all right with that love?

Sure.

Good.

Eh, this is lovely.

Thank you.

So last night I read
some of those messages

you sent to Lucy.

They were pretty nasty stuff.

Like I told you,
I didn't mean it.

But it was the tone
that I was intrigued by.

It's all very formal,
spelling all correct, grammar.

Put me in the mind of this
course I once went on.

This psychologist, he could
look at any piece of writing

and tell you everything about
the person who'd written it.

Age, sex, class, the lot.

Which is when I realised, it
wasn't you who wrote them.

I did.

Nah.

Why would you troll someone
who's been as good to you

as Lucy had?

She was important to you.

Up until she slept with my dad.

Timing's all wrong, you
were still talking to her

way after that affair ended.

I didn't want to lie.

You were just
protecting your mam.

Why didn't she confront
your dad about the affair,

instead of going after Lucy?

The Parmers don't
do confrontation.

We prefer to pretend
everything's fine.

Plus, I think mum was scared
if she did, he'd leave her.

She's got you.

No she doesn't.

I can't be that person.

I can't look after her.

It's what Lucy made me see.

That I have to think
of myself first.

What else did she make you see?

That I was depressed, and I
have been for a long time.

She helped me understand
that growing up with mum,

her condition affected me.

Sounds more like she
was your therapist.

I guess she was.

How did you feel when
you found out about Lucy

and your dad?

I dunno.

Not great, but.

But Lucy did help me and, well,

I suppose everyone makes
mistakes don't they?

I just need to get a tissue.

Martha, who's this fella?

It's Aaron, my boyfriend.

I mean ex boyfriend,
we split up.

How would Lucy know him?

She worked with his mum.

-Mum.
-Mm.

This is ready.

Oh, I'll be late Aaron.

Better late than starving.

-Aaron.
-Mm?

This is DCI Stanhope.

She wants to speak to you.

Hello love.

Aaron didn't
even know Lucy.

Well Martha
Parmer says different.

Well, yeah, technically
yes they knew each other,

but it's not like they'd
be meeting up together.

Well, let's see.

Do you ever meet up
with Lucy, Aaron?

Yeah, we had lunch.

What, when?

On the day she died.

So why didn't you come forward

when you found out she was dead?

'Cause you would've
asked why we'd met.

You're right, I
would've, and I am.

And I'm sorry.

I can't tell you.

Oh, I think you can pet.

I can't.

Aaron, just tell her.

Now listen, I'm
investigating a murder

and you were one of the last
people to see Lucy alive.

I know.

So come on, if you know
what's good for you.

Look, I don't
wanna be difficult.

I know you're just
doing your job.

And if that means you
need to arrest me.

Nobody's arresting anyone.

But I can't tell you what
Lucy and me discussed.

All I can say is that it had
nothing to do with her death.

Aaron, tell her, tell her now.

Aaron.

It's okay Val.

If he doesn't want to
say he doesn't have to.

But I will find out what
that lunch was about.

And if it turns out
you have obstructed me,

someone will be arrested.

I'll see myself out.

Mark, do a background
check on the lad.

See if you can get a sense of
his relationship with Lucy.

Ma'am.

Okay, Adwan, what have
you done with him?

We've released him,

he's staying with
his sister for a bit.

Did you find your
mystery Irish fella?

Nothing yet, but don't worry,
I'll make sure we get him.

Well come on,
Malcolm's ready for us.

So according to the report,

Fran Howeth died
from complications

brought on by an opiod overdose.

Aye, but could the old
woman have done it herself?

Well, it is one scenario,

seeing as she was found
alone in her flat.

You don't sound very convinced.

Well it wouldn't have
been that easy for her

to administer the drug herself.

I checked that.

Fran Howeth used to be a
nurse when she was in her 20s.

That was a long time ago.

And we also know that
she had dementia.

So could it have been Lucy?

She had
nothing to do with it.

How can you tell?

Well, the report states that
Dr. Yo left at 10:30 a.m.,

but the ambulance didn't
arrive till well after one.

All right.

By the time the
paramedics arrived,

Mrs. Howeth was critical
but not yet dead.

So?

Given her age and the amount
of opiates in her system,

there's no way she would've
held out for three hours.

Those drugs were administered
long after Dr. Yo left.

There's something
I need to hear.

Eh thanks Malcolm, I owe you.

Have you got a minute, love?

So what is this then?

I need to talk about
your mam's death.

Oh let me guess,

you're here to tell me it
was her fault, that right?

No, it wasn't your
mam's fault, love.

No, I want you to
listen to a recording

of the 999 call your husband
made on the day she died.

I need an
ambulance to 15 Ford Road.

Okay, can
I take your name?

Cliff Cringle,
you need to hurry.

All right Cliff,
I need you to stay calm

and tell me what's happened.

It's me mother-in-law.

Something's wrong.

She's not breathing.

You need to get an
ambulance here now.

So, what's the problem?

Well, you said she
wasn't breathing,

but when we spoke earlier you
told us you couldn't get in,

so you called the ambulance

and the police
kicked the door in.

So how'd you know
she wasn't breathing?

The letter box.

I looked through it
and I could see Fran

lying on the floor.

In the living room?

Aye.

I knew she were bad.

How could you tell Cliff?

Eh?

You couldn't have seen
in the living room

from the front door.

What happened Cliff?

Cliff!

I were passing and
I just popped in

to see how she was.

See if she needed anything.

She was in a state.

Upset.

Angry.

And she was in pain.

I just wanted to help her.

And the nurses said it was for
when things got really bad,

and she was really bad
Pat, so I found the key,

unlocked the box, took out the
bottle, and I injected her.

What the hell were you thinking?

She was in pain!

I just wanted to take it away.

Well she quietened down.

I went to make her a cup of
tea and when I come back,

she was on the floor.

Why didn't you say something?

I panicked.

I didn't know what to do.

And I didn't wanna have
to tell you it was me.

You let me blame that doctor.

I'm so sorry love.

You still here Kenny?

I'm afraid I'm drawing a
blank on this curtain fabric.

As far as I can make out, it's
sold all over the country.

Ah, was a bit of a long shot.

What about the pharmacies?

Mark and I'll check out

some of the local
ones tomorrow ma'am.

Right.

Jac.

Where is she?

Been here for a while.

The night Lucy
died, Rob called me.

Said he had to go out
and could I come over

and watch Zoe for him.

And what time was this?

Got there just before nine.

Said he'd be a couple of hours

but come midnight
there was no sign.

So I crashed in the guest room.

Meaning you didn't
see him come in?

No.

I didn't see him until he
woke me up the next morning

to tell me Lucy
hadn't come home.

Did he seem worried?

Yeah.

He was frantic.

Turns out he was right to be

'cause a few hours
later you turned up.

Anyway, I guess I was in shock

because I didn't think about
it until after you left.

So I asked Rob, where
did you go last night?

And what did he say?

He said he'd gone
to see a friend,

but Rob doesn't
have any friends.

So where'd you think he went?

I don't know, but it worries me.

Why didn't you tell us this

when we came round to the
house the second time.

He said it would confuse things.

Rob said that.

Told me not to say
anything to you

in case you got the wrong idea.

Tell us about the
argument last night.

I'd had enough.

Told him he should
tell you where he was,

because if he didn't
you'd get suspicious.

And if he was just
seeing a friend then-

Yeah, there'd be no problem.

Exactly.

But he got angry.

Accused me of betraying him.

Told me I was sad hanging
around him and Lucy

because I had nothing
else in my life.

So I walked out.

But it's bugging me.

Why doesn't he want anyone
to know where he was?

I didn't ask her to lie.

Ah but you asked her
not to tell anyone

you went out that night.

'Cause it would've
been unhelpful.

How would that have
been unhelpful?

To the investigation.

I didn't want you wasting
time looking at me

and missing who
really killed Lucy.

Okay.

So where'd you go?

If you want us to
stop focusing on you

and find her real killer, I
suggest you start talking.

You wanna know how big
my life was with Lucy?

Aye love, I do.

This big.

All I had was Zoe
and this house.

Nothing else.

Every day the same and
every day as boring as shit.

Still, gave me time
to think about things.

Really think.

Like how come Lucy keeps
getting out of hours calls,

and why is she in such a good
mood when she comes back?

And why would she
hide an overnight bag

in the boot of her bloody car.

She promised me it was over.

What, her and Dr. Parmer?

Paxton Hotel.

It's a mile from the surgery,
it's where they used to go.

And it's where I was that night.

So you're saying you went
there to confront them.

I went there because
I had to know,

because I was going out
of my mind with paranoia,

I had to see them.

-And did you?
-No.

I waited in the bar
for a couple of hours

but they didn't show.

I should've told you, but I
didn't want it to be this.

Her dead over some
sleazy little affair.

'Cause that's how everyone
will remember her, won't they?

And I'm so angry at her
for that, I'm raging.

But she's not here.

So I've got nowhere
to put that rage.

CCTV at the
bar at the Paxton's

got Rob McShane there
from 9:30 to 11:00 p.m.

So he wasn't lying.

The question is, where
did McShane go after 11?

Do we really think
her husband did this?

Well he's got motive.

No alibi after 11, all
that rage to put somewhere.

Oh, where are we
with the heating oil,

anything back from
the suppliers?

I checked all the properties

in a 10 mile radius
of the quarry,

but none of the owners
had a link to the case.

How many are there?

About 40, mostly
farms but some second homes

and holiday lets.

So is this a list
of the deliveries?

Yes ma'am, from the suppliers.

See if you can get hold
of a list of the invoices.

Let's see who's paying
for these deliveries.

Ma'am, Kenny wants
us to meet him.

Ooh does he.

So what are you looking
so pleased about?

Well I've been visiting
chemists all morning ma'am.

I had a word with the assistant
in this one right here.

You should meet him Aiden.

[James] Be right with you.

Oh, well if it's not Dave Allen.

His real name is James
Stratton, originally from Larne.

Now lives in Corrmouth
with his wife and kids.

Worked as a pharmacy assistant
for the last four years.

James.

Well let's start with why
you threatened Yousef Adwan

outside his flat the other day.

I don't know any Yousef Adwan.

Course you do, you broke
into his flat two days ago.

You remember?

When you met DS
Healy on the stairs

and gave him a false name.

He's not best pleased
about that, by the way.

Wasn't me who broke in.

Ah, well, we'll
know soon enough.

Our forensics team have
lifted loads of prints

from that flat.

It won't take us long to
compare them to yours.

And what was it

Yousef Adwan was to keep
his mouth shut about?

You know what I think?

I think you'd got yourself
a very nice sideline

in prescription pads.

Now I don't know if
you were selling them

or you were using them to
dispense drugs illegally,

but I bet Dr. Yo found
out what you were doing,

'cause she was looking into
who was stealing those pads

from the surgery,
working with NHS Fraud.

Had set up a meeting,

and I bet she was gonna
tell 'em all about you.

But of course she didn't,

because the night before
that meeting with NHS Fraud,

somebody burned her alive
in the back of her own car.

That was nothing to do with me.

Ah come on, she was onto you.

I wouldn't kill anybody.

Well maybe you didn't
mean to kill her love.

Maybe you just
wanted to scare her.

That's not who I am.

That's exactly who you are.

You proved that when
you threatened Adwan

outside his flat.

Okay.

I tried to scare your man.

That's why I broke
into his flat.

Send him a message like.

But I had nothing to do with
that doctor's death, honest.

But did you know that
she was onto you?

It was just a bit of extra cash,

and it's not like I
was dealing in crack.

This stuff's safe,
pharmaceutical grade.

How did you know
she was onto you?

I got the heads up.

From who?

Was it someone at the surgery?

Couple of years ago
I was in a car crash.

I say it was a crash, it was
nothing more than a bump.

Anyway, I did
something to my neck.

It was agony.

So I went to Leon and he
prescribed me some Gabapentin.

Those pills worked a treat.

Managed to get a couple of
repeat prescriptions out of Leon

before he put a stop to
it, so that was that.

And I'm guessing
that wasn't that.

One day I was feeling down,

so I stole a prescription form.

Oh, like you do.

Put it in my bag,
filled it out at home,

went to the chemist, and they
just handed me over the pills.

So where did Stratton come in?

I'd started going round
different chemists.

One day I went to Stratton and
he pulled me aside and said

he knew what I was up to,

but that maybe we
could make a deal.

Ah.

You give him the blank forms,

he'll keep giving you the
painkillers, am I right?

I told myself it
wasn't a problem

because I was gonna
stop, but I never did.

And so it just went on.

Did Lucy suspect it was you?

I turned up a few days ago
and found her and Yousef

auditing the pads.

Lucy was sharp.

I knew she'd soon
work out it was me.

So I confessed that morning.

What about Stratton?

Did you tell him that
Lucy was onto you?

Yeah, I told him that Lucy
and Yousef were onto us.

He panicked, said it was my
fault, said I had to stop Lucy.

And did you love,
'cause someone did?

You don't think
it was me do you?

The search team found some
blank prescription forms

at Stratton's house,
but nothing else, ma'am.

And what about his alibi?

Well he said he worked
late at the chemist

and got home just
before midnight.

So he was alone.

I don't buy Stratton
as the killer.

What about Val?

Well could she have
done that on her own?

Well, maybe they did it
together, Val and Stratton,

they both had the same motive.

No, I can't see it.

I mean Stratton's
got a lot of front,

but he doesn't have
the stomach for murder,

and she doesn't have the heart.

I think I've got it ma'am.

I got the heating oil suppliers

to send over the
invoice details.

There were a few where the
delivery and billing addresses

didn't much, but this
one here, Drogue Cottage,

it's in Boulmer, owned
by a Lydia Morton.

Well, take a look who's
been paying for the oil.

Dr. Leon Parmer.

Why is he paying this?

Well, the cottage is
owned by his wife's aunt.

Look.

Are you getting
a signal ma'am?

No it's a black spot pet.

Aiden had to go a couple
of miles down the road

before he got a
hint of a signal.

There's a landline there.

Ma'am, come and
take a look at this.

Blood traces in the
bath, on the floor,

more in the kitchen.

Well how much blood was there?

It's hard to tell,

but someone must've spent
a long time cleaning it up.

Okay, get a sample
sent over to Malcolm,

see if it's a match for Lucy.

My boss wants
a couple of samples

sent back to the
lab for analysis.

See if it's a match for.

Aiden.

The poker's missing.

Take care of your mum.

What about his alibi?

He says he was in Durham
picking up his daughter.

We know his mobile
registered with masts

between Corrmouth and Durham
between five and 10 that night.

But can we place him at
Martha's halls of residence?

There's a witness statement
from the warden there.

She was the one
who called Parmer.

She was worried about
Martha's emotional state.

Yeah, can we place him there?

She says Parmer turned up
at the halls around six

looking for Martha,

and she saw them driving
away around 9:30.

9:30.

So he'd have more than enough
time to take Martha home

before going onto the
cottage in Boulmer.

More than enough.

Tell us about Drogue Cottage.

What?

It's just a cottage.

Technically it belongs
to my wife's aunt.

Do you go there a lot?

We used to.

Spent our summers there
when Martha was growing up.

Oh, very nice.

Ever take Lucy there?

Once or twice, yes.

And when was the last time?

About two months ago.

Oh, that's when you
were still together?

Yes.

Now her husband seems to think

that you and Lucy
never broke up.

That you were in fact
still seeing each other.

Well Rob's paranoid.

Well, see, I'm not sure he is.

We know she lied to him
about where she went

on the night she died.

You'd arranged to meet Lucy

at the cottage that
night, hadn't you?

Dr. Parmer, Leon, listen to me.

You would not believe how
many officers I've got

going over that
cottage right now.

They've already found
traces of blood,

which is being
tested as we speak.

And that's just the start.

However careful
you think you were,

no matter how hard you
tried to cover your tracks,

they will find out the truth.

Trust me.

I was running late.

That's why I texted Lucy,
just to let her know.

The warden at Martha's halls
had called that afternoon.

She couldn't find Martha
and she was worried.

So I drove there, but
Martha wasn't in her room.

I had to find her
and I realised that

I wouldn't get to the
cottage until late.

So what time did you
get to the cottage?

I found Martha around nine,

we got back to the house at 11.

It was a 15 minute
drive to Boulmer.

So what happened?

I got to the cottage.

Lucy wasn't happy, obviously.

She'd, she'd had some wine.

We started arguing.

I was already stressed
out about Martha

and I snapped, lashed out.

How'd you lash out?

I hit her with the poker.

And where is this poker now?

I threw it in the sea.

How many times did you hit her?

Just the once.

And that killed her?

Sadly yes.

And what did you do then, love.

I put her in the car,
drove to the quarry,

and the rest you know.

Oh, aye.

We do love.

I walked back to the
cottage, got there about two.

It took some time to
process what I'd done,

that I'd killed her.

I cleaned up the cottage
and drove back to Corrmouth,

got back about four.

What was the argument about?

Does it matter?

No, but you've come this far.

Lucy wanted more.

She wanted me to leave Olivia.

I told her that
would never happen.

And she threatened to call
her and tell her about us.

I couldn't let my wife
be hurt like that.

She'd been through too much.

We're still waiting
on the blood results ma'am.

I told them to search the
beach near the cottage.

It's a long shot, but
they might find the poker.

Can we actually place
Parmer at the cottage?

He placed himself there.

Mark you said his phone
pinged off the mast

between Corrmouth and Durham.

Yes, ma'am.

And there is no mast at Boulmer.

What about the landline, calls
in and out of that cottage?

We can get onto that.

What's the problem?

He didn't notice.

He didn't notice what.

That Lucy was still alive.

He's a doctor, how
could he miss that.

He's just confessed ma'am.

Mark, where's that
statement from the warden

at Martha's hall of residence.

Listen, if this is about
my lunch with Lucy.

Oh, you went to see Lucy
to discuss your mam.

You were worried about her
and the pills she was taking,

you wanted advice, hmm.

And you didn't wanna tell me

'cause you didn't want to
get your mam into trouble.

But what I really
wanted to talk about

is your relationship
with Martha.

We're not going out anymore.

But why'd you break up?

Do you know, I admire your
loyalty love, I really do,

but don't test me.

Something happened
a few weeks back.

What?

It was heavy.

She was in Durham.

Another student found her.

They took her to A&E.

I didn't think she'd
ever go that far.

It was a close thing.

Well, I do know the university

were worried about
Martha's mental health.

Yeah, the last few
months has been bad.

Yeah, well I feel for you.

I do.

And especially for Martha.

I've gotta take this love.

Hold on.

Ma'am, got
something for you.

Kenny.

Lab came back to us

on the blood from
Boulmer cottage ma'am.

And it's not Lucy's.

No, it wasn't a match.

What about the landline
at the cottage?

Well there were
five outgoing calls

on the night Lucy died.

Four of them were
to Parmer's mobile.

What about the fifth?

Parmer's house.

Can I come in love?

What's happening with dad?

He's still in custody love,
but he's given us a statement

confessing to the
murder of Lucy Yo.

But there are a few loose
ends we need to tie up love.

See, we've had a
statement from the warden

at your halls of residence,

and she said she
saw your dad's car,

and it did indeed leave
the car park about 9:30.

But you weren't in the
car with him, were you.

Your dad didn't
find you that night,

because you were in
Boulmer, at the cottage.

You must've been
in a terrible state

to have attempted
something like that love.

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

I'm on about those
self-inflicted wounds

you're hiding under that hoodie.

And I'm on about the blood
we found at the cottage.

It's your blood, I'm guessing.

It wasn't serious.

You drove to that
cottage all on your own.

You didn't tell
anyone you were going.

So there was zero chance
of anyone walking in

and saving you.

But despite all your
best laid plans,

someone did walk in and
save you, didn't they?

That must've been a shock.

For Lucy too, I
mean there she was

all set for a secret
tryst with your dad,

but instead she finds
you in the bath.

As soon as I'd done it
I knew it was a mistake.

But I couldn't stop it.

I didn't know what to do,

and then she just
burst through the door.

So what, she got you out of
the bath, she tended to you

and she dressed your wounds.

Here's where I start
to struggle love,

because I don't understand
how we get from there

to the quarry.

How did the woman
who saved your life

end up paying for
it with her own?

She phoned here didn't she,
hoping to speak to your dad,

but of course he wasn't here.

And she got your mam instead.

What did Lucy say to you love?

She told me what
Martha had done.

I told her to keep her safe

and I'd be there
as soon as I could.

You went to Boulmer?

My daughter was in trouble.

No amount of pain would've
stopped me getting to her.

So now there's three
of you at the cottage,

and I'm still in the dark.

When I arrived I was shocked.

I couldn't understand
why she'd done it.

And I tried to ask her,
but she wouldn't talk,

and then she filled me in.

That's what she said.

"Let me fill you in Olivia.

Let me explain how unhappy
Martha's been recently."

Oh, and she left nothing out.

The little chats where
they talked about me.

She told Martha to go to Durham,

said I was holding her back

and that I would drag
her down with me.

I mean not content with
trying to steal my husband,

she was trying to drive
my daughter away too.

The whole time she was talking,

the anger was
building inside me.

I had it in my hand before I
knew it and I just swung it.

[sobbing]

I have to ask what
happened next love.

Well she was on the floor.

She wasn't moving,
she wasn't breathing.

So why didn't you
call an ambulance?

There was no point,
she was dead.

So I put her in her car,
drove her to the quarry,

and set the car alight.

And what did you do love?

Nothing, it was all me.

Moving her body.

Now that's not an
easy thing to do.

You wrapped her up and
carried her to the car.

Now that's definitely
a two person job.

I made Martha
help, I forced her,

but I drove Lucy to the quarry.

So how'd you get back?

[gentle piano music]

Five miles in the dark,

and by now you'd be on
your knees with exhaustion.

[Martha] I followed
Mum in my car.

[Olivia] Martha.

You're right.

She was exhausted,
so I helped her.

I brought the heating oil.

I was the one who
poured it in the car.

I was the one who lit the match.

But I'm the one who killed her.

The thing is, you didn't love.

She might've looked dead,

but Lucy was still alive
when that match was lit.

Oh, Mum!

[sobbing]

[solemn music]

Martha Parmer, I'm arresting
you for the murder of Lucy Yo.

You do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your defence

if you fail to mention
when questioned

something you later rely on.

Olivia Parmer, I'm arresting
you on suspicion of murder

of Lucy Yo.

You do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention
when questioned

something you later
rely on in court.

Anything you do say may
be given in evidence.

Where do they get the energy?

If you're here to
give me the news,

DC Williams beat you to it.

Oh I know, love.

No, I just came by to
check how you're doing.

Stupid question, right enough.

Problem's Zoe.

Still don't know
what to tell her.

Well she's young.

Be a few years yet before
she'll want details.

And when she does
ask about her mam,

well tell her the truth.

Tell her she wasn't perfect.

Look, none of us are love.

She had her flaws,

but the last thing she
did before she died

was save a young girl's life.

And that's how
Lucy'll be remembered.

That's what Zoe needs to know