"So, what kind of a day have you had?" "Rachel..." "I think that we should cool things off for a bit." "What do you mean?" "Just..." "I..." "I..." "I...think it's been fun, you know, but I just... ..feel that I need more space at the moment." "Mental head space." "Sorry." "So I've spent my day trying to think of a erm... a not unpleasant way to say it, but I suspect that there isn't one." "You OK?" "(SIGHS) Thought you were going to propose to me." "I didn't really, I... (SIGHS) Wow... so, that's it?" "That just seems a little bit abrupt." "But if that's..." "Will you pay for the...?" "Yeah, of course." "OK, well, I'll... ..is there somebody else?" "No, no." "What is it, then?" "Are you just...are you bored with me?" "(SIGHS ANGRILY)" "I know you're all shattered, ladies and gentlemen, but here we go." "Turkish girl, 18 years old, the husband found her at 6:30 last night when he got in from work, rang for an ambulance at 6:37 saying his wife had killed herself." "He sounds upset but, you know, it might just be a matter of opinion." "The tape's there, have a listen to it." "Division called us in cos subject to post-mortem they're not happy the injuries are consistent with suicide." "But he made that assumption, the husband." "She'd been threatening to." "According to " "Him, yes." "But both outer doors were locked from the inside." "He had to bust through a chain to get access." "Put his foot through the door, nearly broke his ankle, can't find her, eventually thinks to go upstairs and he sees what you're seeing in the photos." "Afternoon crew interviewed him last night but he was in no fit state." "He's back in today if you want to push that further for me." "Kevin, put that coin away before I shove it up your arse." "Late night, Rachel?" "How did you get inside the building?" "I'm a detective." "Wouldn't it be better to do this when we're both sober?" "Yeah, but I'm sat at home, going mad, and I'm thinking to myself, what the hell it is I've done that's pissed you off so much so I thought, "You know what?", just go and ask him." "You haven't." "I don't intrude, I don't pester you at work, and I once, I once, left a toothbrush here and the next thing I know, your cleaner's binned it." "What happened to Barcelona?" "That was only ever an idea." "Look, I think people just...outgrow each other." "Oh, is that what it is(?" ")" "I just don't think we're as compatible as it might have seemed." "Give me an example." "OK." "So, tonight at the restaurant, the way you ordered the wine and the way you drank it." "(DISBELIEVING GASP) You do drink a lot!" "You knew that two years ago!" "There are other things." "Don't hold back." "The other day when you were late for work did you actually get washed before you went to work?" "Yes." "Where?" "At work." "And you wore the same clothes all day that you'd worn the day before!" "Are you implying that I'm unhygienic?" "We shouldn't have got into this." "What's those?" "I won't let your tyres down." "I might slash them, though." "You ready, mate?" "Yeah." "How did it go last night?" "Dandy." "Anywhere expensive?" "Cinnamon Club." "Ooh." "So, has he proposed yet then, or what?" "No." "Not yet." "Mr Yilmaz." "Sorry to be meeting under such difficult circumstances," "I'm Detective Constable Janet Scott and this is Detective Constable Rachel Bailey." "So, not suicide?" "The post-mortem indicates that the wounds weren't self-inflicted." "You mean burglars?" "No, the house was locked." "I had to bust the chain." "The other door was bolted." "Even the windows have got locks on." "Were there other reasons you thought she might have harmed herself?" "She was pregnant and she was terrified of giving birth." "You know, being so far away from home." "Not speaking the language, everything." "A couple of times she said she just wished she was dead." "But nobody would do that to her..." "Why would they do that?" "That's what we're going to find out, Mr Yilmaz." "We're treating it as murder." "Mr Yilmaz, who else knew Emel was pregnant?" "My family, her family." "Everybody at work, everyone at the mosque." "Doctors, next door neighbours..." "Why?" "Why is that relevant?" "The nature of some of her injuries might suggest whoever did it knew she was pregnant." "You have to understand, Mr Yilmaz, we are going to ask you some difficult questions." "But it's for Emel so we can fully work out what happened to her." "It's the most important thing we can do for her now." "And we have to start with you, because you found her." "OK, so can you tell us where you were between 2:00 and 4:00 yesterday afternoon and who you were with?" "I was at work in an office with 12 other people till 6:00 at night." "Why?" "Where were you, you nasty minded bitch?" "I realise you're in a very dark place right now, Mr Yilmaz." "I know it's not easy." "First one's free, love, after that they get more expensive." "He's upset." "Yeah, with knobs on." "Question is, what's he upset about?" "It's an arranged marriage, don't tell me he's in love with her." "She was expecting his baby." "Don't ask him to take it lightly." "'Hi, this is Nick." "Leave a message and I'll get back to you.' Oh, you arse." "Who?" "My sister." "What time are we going to be here till tonight?" "11:00, easy." "(ANSWERPHONE BEEPS)" "'Rachel, it's Alison." "Just ringing to remind you it's Holly's birthday party on Saturday at 2:00." "I don't know if you're still free, but she'd love, love, love her Aunty Rach to be there." "If you're not otherwise engaged - No problems if you are " "Hope you're not working too hard." "See you -' (BEEPS)" "You're wasting your time." "Sorry?" "He's moved out." "How do you mean?" "I saw him this morning." "The place is up for sale." "So...do you know where he's...?" "Back to his wife." "Mum, can you tell him not to come into my room and take stuff?" "Nobody says willy-nilly - Will you just " "(SIGHS) Adrian?" "I'm putting a lock on." "No, you're not." "I am." "Ade, can you deal with this?" "You get that message?" "Weirdo." "What message?" "That's another one nobody says." "Fella rang last night." "I did tell you." "Arse!" "What fella?" "Don't swear!" "Geoff Hastings." "You went to school with his sister, apparently." "Gosh." "She disappeared, his sister, and then she turned up dead." "She was only six." "Veronica, Veronica Hastings." "She had bad teeth and a pretend leather coat." "Did...did he say what he wanted?" "No." "Just would you give him a call when you have five minutes." "(CAR LOCK BEEPS)" "(TELEPHONE RINGS)" "No answer." "Is it Nick you're looking for?" "Nick Savage, yeah." "He's on leave for three weeks." "He's due back in on the...27th." "Is it urgent?" "I could try to get hold of him, ask him to contact you?" "No, thanks." "I'll catch up with him later." "I need to identify where these flowers were bought." "Call me back." "Thanks, bye." "Afternoon." "Funny(!" ")" "I've got a note off my mum." "Emel's medical records." "Thank you." "What's this, Lee?" "Top up card." "In the husband's car?" "Yeah." "Side pocket, driver's door." "Can I borrow this five minutes?" "The husband's on a contract with Vodaphone." "Gokhan Yilmaz." "What's he want an Orange top up card for?" "Nice one." "Where's Jill?" "Video room." "Kevin's hauled someone in." "Who?" "Lad next door." "What's he got on him?" "Communal loft." "Nifty little escape route if you want to make it look like someone's locked themselves in and committed suicide." "Kevin..." "I knew you'd be happy." "How long have you lived with your grandparents, Shaun?" "Since I was five." "How come?" "My mum took an overdose." "Not on purpose, but..." "How did you damage your hands?" "I..." "I..." "I..." "I..." "I don't..." "I don't exactly know." "Those are nasty bruises." "You must know how you did it?" "I got off my face on Friday night." "I think it might have happened then." "Does he strike you as the sort of lad who would think to bring flowers to the party?" "Why would you need to if you're dropping in through the ceiling?" "Do we know where those flowers came from?" "Janet's on it." "Has he got a motive?" "He liked her." "Wanted to look after her." "Did he?" "It looks like Gokhan Yilmaz has got a secret shagging phone." "Better go and have a word with him, then." "Ma'am." "He's finished with me." "What?" "Nick dumped me." "When?" "Day before yesterday." "Why?" "I'm boring." "He didn't say that?" "And unhygienic." "He didn't say that either, but, you know..." "Are you all right?" "No." "It was a couple of weeks ago...or whenever it was, he was on about a long weekend to Barcelona and he deliberately took me past that jewellers" " I told you?" "And he asked me which one I'd choose if I was getting engaged." "What does that mean?" "That is not me inventing stuff or misreading stuff or making stuff up." "Why didn't you ask this fat fella what he was basing it on, saying that about him and his wife?" "Because it was in the middle of the night and I was humiliated." "And he looked at me like I was some sort of shag bandit rubber knickers." "Look, if he is the sort of duplicitous so-and-so that he's starting to sound like, perhaps you're well shot of him." "It was two years, Janet." "I know, I know, it's a long time to be had on, but look at Sharon in criminal records." "That bastard strung her on for ten years." "I'm not Sharon." "Where is he?" "Why's he taking time off work?" "You want answers, right?" "Look, say he is married and say he does have a wife somewhere, presumably he's got another address, so find out where it is and go round and have a quiet chat with him in front of his missus." "I could PNC his vehicle." "No, you couldn't." "Rachel..." "Janet Scott, I cannot believe you just suggested that." "Rachel!" "It's just one phone call." "Yeah, and it's just one discipline offence that gets you sacked." "It's just one UB40." "Only if I get found out." "Hello?" "DC Bailey, Major Incident Team." "Can you PNC a vehicle for me, please?" "Yeah, pin number 11-23-1." "It's for intelligence." "Registration is Tango Romeo Five Eight Victor Lima Delta." "It'll be a silver Mercedes CLK 2-20." "Possibly registered in the name of Nick or Nicholas Savage." "Yeah, thanks." "You know I'm just as culpable for not reporting a discipline offence" "I've witnessed as you are for committing it?" "Ssh." "Yeah." "No, that's fine." "Thanks, bye." "Wilmslow, registered July, 2008." "You really think you know somebody..." "Yeah, don't you just." "Mr Yilmaz, when you're ready." "There's just one thing we need to clarify, Mr Yilmaz and, you know, we all accept that it's possible to overlook something or forgot something when you've had a shock, so... your mobile phone that you gave to us... er, do you have another one?" "One that you forgot to tell us about?" "Perhaps we can jog your memory." "The number we're interested in is an 07802 number." "Does that sound familiar?" "Mr Yilmaz, our telecom officer is doing a full analysis of that number right now and he's going to find out where it was used, when it was used, what calls have been made from it," "what calls have been received - There's another phone." "Yes." "Sorry, I should have..." "Where is it?" "It's...it's got nothing to do with what happened to Emel." "How do you know that?" "Mr Yilmaz...do you know what happened to Emel because...we don't." "No, no." "I meant..." "Can we do this somewhere else?" "I got involved in this relationship." "I shouldn't have, but I did." "What's she called?" "Mana Sidhu." "Did you use this phone to ring anyone else?" "No, just her." "Does she know that you were married?" "I wasn't when I met her." "She knew I was engaged." "Did Mana know Emel was pregnant?" "She didn't want to stop seeing me even after she found out me and Emel had got married, so " "Did Mana know Emel was pregnant?" "Look, some... random nutter has somehow broken into my house and done this and that's who you need to be after." "You may be right, Mr Yilmaz, but there are certain procedures we need to follow and now we know that Mana's part of the picture " "She isn't." "We still have to eliminate her from our enquiries." "Can you give us her address?" "She lives with her parents, in Leeds." "I don't know where, somewhere...somewhere in Headingley." "And did she know Emel was pregnant?" "Yes." "Last time I saw her..." "I explained." "That I thought it would be best not to, anymore." "See each other." "And since me and Emel were starting a family..." "I wanted to, you know, do things proper." "Put it behind me, do the right thing." "What did she say when you told her that?" "A bit of an argument." "What did she say?" "Threatening to tell Emel." "And did she?" "Not that I know of, no." "When was this?" "When you last saw her?" "Four days ago." "Have you spoken to Mana since Emel died?" "(SIGHS)" "Yesterday she rang me." "And er...again this morning." "Mr Yilmaz, we're gonna take a break." "Are you all right?" "Yeah, I'm fine." "Just struggling at every moment not to rip his spleen out through his nose." "Yeah, I could tell and I think he probably could, too." "Do you fancy driving over to Leeds while Janet finds out about this argument they had?" "Ma'am." "And take someone who can open doors with their head." "Take Mitch!" "What's up with her?" "(PHONE RINGS)" "WOMAN:" "Hello?" "Hello, is that Mrs Savage?" "Yes." "Hello?" "I'm a colleague of your husband's." "Is he in?" "Er, no, he's just popped out." "He's just gone to pick up one of the boys from a rugby match." "I could ask him to ring you back?" "He shouldn't be very long." "No..." "I'll try again later." "Sorry to bother you." "That's all right." "(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)" "And 50's a pound." "Geoff, it's Janet Scott." "Parsons as was." "Hello, how are you?" "I'm very well, thank you." "Thanks for getting back to me." "Sorry it's taken all day." "No, no, you're all right." "It was to do with..." "My mother died." "Oh, I'm sorry." "Yeah." "So, well erm... anyway, er, I came across this box in amongst all her stuff... and it was full of newspaper cuttings and..." "..cards and letters and bits and pieces to do with our Veronica." "Oh..." "And I just wondered if I could show it to you." "Sure." "I've brought her in." "Geoff, can I ring you back about fixing something up?" "I'm just in " "Yeah, yeah, yeah, of course, yeah, yeah." "Nice to hear from you." "Yeah, you, too." "OK, speak soon." "Bye." "(GILL TALKING INDISTINCTLY)" "I am not kidding, Sammy, I want you take a photograph of your homework with your telephone." "Completed." "And then I want you to text it to me." "How's Kevin getting on with the boy next door?" "They found his knicker and spunk collection under his mattress." "Hers, the knickers, off the washing line." "Don't make him a murderer." "No, but he hasn't got much of an alibi." "He was "down the park", apparently." "He's got kids." "What?" "Boys." "Nick." "Plural." ""One of the boys" was at rugby." "I got a number and called it and she answered." "Mrs "Oh, he's just popped out" happy fu...families." "You've been had, haven't you?" "You've been well and truly had." "Yeah." "We fell in love." "I knew he was engaged, but... well, he didn't seem to think it mattered." "Even when he got married he still wanted to see me, so... but..." "I think it had run its course." "So when he said he wanted to draw a line under it... when she got pregnant, I..." "..yeah, felt that it was probably the right thing to do." "Have you ever been to his address in Oldham?" "No." "God, no!" "Gokhan said that you argued when he told you that Emel was pregnant." "Is that true?" "Did we?" "This was four days ago." "I wouldn't say we argued." "I told him a few home truths." "He said you were very upset." "I think he'd like to think that, but... ..no." "And erm, would you be surprised if I told you that he said that you threatened to harm yourself?" "I didn't." "Well, what would your reaction be if I told you that he said you cried and became hysterical and threatened to tell Emel about your relationship and that he'd find out in a few day's time that you'd thrown yourself under a bus?" "I'm sorry, but that means absolutely nothing to me." "The most angry it got was me telling him that he was weak willed and that I was well shot of him." "Can you er, tell us where you were... ..on Tuesday afternoon, this last Tuesday?" "I was at work, in Leeds." "HSBC, Curzon Street branch." "Would you have any objection to giving us your fingerprints and a sample of your DNA?" "If it helps." "You've hurt your wrist." "(LAUGHS)" "Just scraped it." "How?" "On a wall." "Was there anyone else there when you did that?" "Hello?" "Sorry to bother you so late, it's just that my car's broken down on the main road and I can't get a signal, so I was wondering if I could use your phone?" "Of course, come in." "Actually, my husband might be able to help." "Nick?" "Nick, there's a lady here whose car has broken down on the main road." "You don't fancy taking a look at it for her?" "There's not a lot Nick doesn't know about engines?" "Really?" "That's handy." "Hiya, sorry to spoil your evening." "D...d...did...did...did it just...?" "Just stopped at the end of your lane." "Right." "What a beautiful home." "Oh, thank you." "Have you lived here long?" "Er...14 years?" "I live in Chadderton." "Do you?" "Yeah." "Still, somebody's got to, eh?" "I'll er, I'll put my coat on." "Well, well, well, full of surprises you, aren't you?" "I didn't know you knew everything there is to know about engines." "Two years in, you'd think that's something a bright spark like me would pick up on, wouldn't you?" "I must be slow." "Gullible, a bit of a pushover." "How did you find out where I lived?" "Did you honestly think that I wouldn't?" "Look, Rachel, I'm sorry I wasn't more open and honest at the beginning - I want the flat." "What?" "I think I deserve something, a bit of compensation for having two years of my life wasted." "No." "Fine." "Look, Rachel!" "Don't touch me!" "Look, I can't afford the mortgage on the flat anymore." "Really(?" ")" "That's odd, you afforded it for the last two years." "The boys are starting a new school and the fees are" " Not my problem." "I think you'll manage, a bit of careful budgeting." "Sort out the paperwork within two weeks or I tell her everything and I might just drop a line to your head of chambers as well." "You can't mess people around and imagine there aren't consequences." "You played silly buggers with the wrong woman, pal." "You made a mistake, fair enough, and now you pay for it so you'd better start answering your phone when it's me ringing." "Two weeks." "I'll be in touch." "MAN:" "Oldham MIT." "Mitch, it's Rachel." "Is she keeping you up, love?" "I've got small children" "I haven't seen for three months, Rachel." "Westbound services, M62, Birch." "Have they got CCTV cameras working?" "Soon find out." "Just came to me out of the blue." "I'd been staring at them on the forecourt but the penny didn't drop." "That's her." "We've got her." "Is that time accurate?" "Hang on." "That little bitch." "So, she gets in with some flowers and pleasantries, gets Emel upstairs somehow, strangles her, makes it look like she hanged herself, then escapes through the loft." "How does she know about the loft?" "How does she know there's nobody in next door's?" "Gokhan's told her about the loft cos he's in on it or he just has and she's remembered it." "As for next door, she could have done a recce or he could have if he's involved." "This is planned." "The flowers, making it look like suicide... this is so NOT Sean Whittle." "And who was it put the idea of suicide in everyone's head?" "Gokhan." "Whose alibi we've verified." "Right, well, whichever, even if those are her flowers in there we're still waiting for something concrete to put either Mana or Sean inside that house." "Is the lab checking next door's for her fingerprints and DNA?" "If we think that's how she escaped..." "No, we thought we'd not bother(!" ")" "Right." "Let's pick her up." "What about him?" "Gokhan?" "Not yet." "(TELEPHONE RINGS)" "Hello, Mana Sidhu." "I've spoken to Gill." "I want you to lead this interview." "Why?" "It'll count towards your portfolio." "Anyway, I think you'll handle this one better than me." "You're wasting your time, Scotty." "It's Sean Whittle." "QUIETLY:" "Whatever." "I was too frightened to tell you the truth." "Because of what happened to Emel... ..I thought you'd think it was me." "I'm sorry, what do you mean?" "Well...she was fine when I left her." "Smiling, happy...but I was frightened nobody would believe me." "Just to clarify, what you are saying... ..yesterday, when we asked you had you ever visited Emel's address and you said you hadn't, that wasn't true?" "I'm going to ask you that question again, Mana." "Have you ever visited 27 Inglis Avenue?" "I wanted to tell her the truth." "About me and Gok...but I didn't hurt her." "So you arrived at the address?" "2:10." "I knocked on the door, but...then when I saw her... ..she looked so little and ordinary." "And I don't think she'd have understood, anyway." "Her English wasn't that good." "So I just gave her the flowers and... congratulated her on being pregnant." "And then I left." "What time was that?" "2:15...2:20." "She invited me in, but I had to get back to work, so..." "That's right, you're a complete stranger and she invited you in." "She's lying through her teeth." "Why did you want to tell her about you and Gokhan?" "You know why." "Can you talk us through that?" "I thought he deserved it." "Stringing people on, thinking there'd be no consequences." "At first, he's going to break off the engagement...then he doesn't." "Then, he's not going to get married...then he does." "Then, they're not going to have a family, then she's pregnant." "And always an excuse, always a reason." "Some get out." "And, of course, I fall for it." "So...yeah..." "I thought she needed to know what kind of...shallow minded...human being... ..she was living with." "Forewarned is forearmed." "But like I say, when I saw her..." "I couldn't say it." "There was no point, but I certainly didn't hurt her." "We know whoever did it made their way out the loft." "And that's what I'm struggling with with you." "You see, I'm wondering if it was you how you would know that you could get from one house to the other through the loft." "Even if you had been to that address before" "I still don't know how you would know that." "No, well... ..I didn't." "It's the kind of thing you could only know if someone told you." "What's she doing?" "She's just given her a fucking defence, what the hell is she doing?" "Yeah, well...maybe." "And the only person who could tell you that is someone who knew the house well, who lived there, would you agree?" "Yeah, I suppose." "To sum up, your intention when you set off was to tell Emel about Gokhan." "And it was only when you got there, saw her on the doorstep that you felt that you couldn't and so you just decided to congratulate her on being pregnant instead?" "Yeah." "I'm going to go back to when you were buying the flowers, the CCTV we've just shown you." "At that moment, that was your intention to tell her about you and Gokhan?" "Yeah." "About what a "shallow minded...whatever he was"?" "Yeah." "Why do you buy someone flowers to tell them that?" "I just..." "I can understand congratulating someone on being pregnant but you said you didn't decide to do that until you saw her." "I...just thought it was a nice thing to do." "It is." "It just doesn't tie in with intending to tell someone something challenging, devastating about the husband, does it?" "Results from the lab." "Mana Sidhu's blood confirmed on the banister of the Whittle staircase." "And on the doorjamb going into the kitchen." "Got you, you bitch." "I'm wondering if you could talk us through what you imagine that conversation would go like?" "Give it to Rachel." "At what point during telling her about her husband would you offer her the flowers?" "Because this just isn't making sense to me." "Hang on, Andy!" "Taking flowers to me suggests someone turning up with a smile... ..who's hoping to be invited in for some reason." "He did tell me about the loft." "I'm sorry?" "Gokhan." "He told me about the loft and he said other things as well." "About if she was dead." "What things?" "About how we could be together if she didn't exist." "Stuff like this." "Look, you can't even begin to imagine the sacrifices that I have made for that man." "I think I probably can." "I thought it was what he wanted." "What happened?" "Rachel got a confession just as the lab report came in." "Well done." "Thanks." "You all right?" "Yeah, I just never, ever charged anyone for murder before and felt sorry for them." "She strangled and hanged an 18-year-old girl and then murdered her unborn baby." "What's to feel sorry for?" "It's him." "She did it because of him." "Now he's going to walk away, cos in the eyes of the law he's an OK guy." "She made the decision to kill, whatever hell he put her through." "(SIGHS)" "You think and you talk shit sometimes, Janet." "Thank you." "Boss?" "Are we going to arrest him?" "What for?" "Implying things?" "Feel free." "Knock yourself out." "He put ideas in her head." "Do you want to go into the video room and watch that fantastic interview you just conducted where you said to her, very directly," ""Did he, at any point, tell you to kill his wife?"" "and she goes, "No, but -" "Did he say it would be a good idea if you killed his wife?" "No, but -"" ""Did he tell you to go through the loft and kill someone?" "No, but -"" "She took an inference, he did not intend." "He was trying to get rid of her, Mana, not Emel." "He's got to live with the fact he's lost his wife and his baby because he got involved with that loony bitch so if you think I should arrest him, frankly, Rachel..." "I'm tempted to think that says more about you than it does about him." "Sorry, Janet." "It upset me when I found it." "Realising that she probably never had another moment's peace all her life, after that tea time when they knocked on the door and told her." "Parents don't." "There's nothing worse." "I became a copper because of Veronica." "Did you?" "I got it into my head that it was my fault that she died." "Why?" "Well..." "I have this image in my head and erm, I'm not sure if it's a memory or if it's something that I just made up but...when she disappeared, all I was told was that she'd gone away." "And then when I was about 15, out of the blue, my mother said to me something about... erm, "You know that girl, the one that was murdered, Veronica?"" "And..." "I had no idea until then that that's what had happened to her." "Anyway...this image erm, it was the last time I saw her... er, I was with her on a street in Oldham, and a car drove up to us and... a man asked us if we wanted to go for a ride." "And she seemed to know him, but I didn't so I said, "No."" "But she really wanted to, so she did." "But...the odd thing is, aged six, there's no way my mother would have let me be out and about on my own in a street in Oldham, so..." "..I don't know." "But..." "I've always thought that... ..I saw the man who killed her." "And...that's why I joined the police." "To find out...to find out why no-one was ever caught." "And you know, I did look into it, but... when you're on the job, you've enough on keeping up with the new ones." "Is that what you wanted to ask me?" "If we could reopen it?" "Yeah." "Yeah...cos I thought when I found all this, I thought... ..it's something I ought to try and find out about." "For my mother." "And for her, our Veronica." "Leave it with me." "You realise that this is blackmail." "No, Nick, it's compensation." "Which carries a sentence of up to ten years in prison." "I'm not making unwarranted demands with menaces." "Well, I find it pretty menacing." "Well, maybe." "But I would be happy to go face-to-face with you in court about whether it's unwarranted or not." "I want an understanding that this is it." "You can't make any more demands on me after this." "Whatever." "Fancy going for a drink?" "You can't want a baby!" "Why not?" "Am I not the type?" "Do you think he's still alive?" "I know he is, love." "She said she burnt it." "Who?" "(LAUGHTER)" "She'd been raped every which way from Christmas." "He's put a petrol bomb through the sitting room window." "Hands behind your back!" "Move, lady!" "I'm arresting you on suspicion of murder."