"RADIO: 'Suspect's heading along an old railway track." "He's now heading back through the woods.'" "Sir." "Anybody been inside?" "No." "Well, don't, leave it with me." "Chris?" "Chris?" "It's OK, nobody's gonna hurt you." "You're safe now." "Chris, is that you?" "Ayesha..." "what did you do to her, Chris?" "Ayesha?" "Yes." "Ayesha." "Bastard." "Yeah, are you ready?" "We would like to thank everyone for their help with the campaign and their unfailing belief in Chris's innocence." "Six years he's been locked away." "Six years of his life stolen, simply because he happens to be different." "'Our thoughts and prayers are with Ayesha's family and we would urge whoever did kill her to come forward and end their agony." "Thank you very much.'" "The words "chance" and "fat" spring to mind." "OK..." "I've been thinking of getting into architectural salvage." "What, firewood?" "People pay good money for that." "Eyelash." "Make a wish." "I'm going to be away for a few days, working on the Ayesha Morgan case." "I know Chris Taylor was in a secure unit, but I wondered if there was any gossip when you were..." "No, nothing." "Well, it was a long shot." "I-I was..." "I was wondering, maybe when you get back, if you wanted to...you know..." "Come over and..." "Nothing complicated, just... some pasta, or..." "You asking me for dinner?" "Well, only if you want..." "You asking me for dinner?" "If you..." "If you eat...bad pasta." "(LAUGHS)" "I'd love to." "AJAY: 'How's it going?" "' 'What going?" "'" "Can I say something?" "No." "If I was going out with someone who'd shot..." "It's not who he was then, Ajay." "It's who he is now." "Even after Chris was found guilty of Ayesha's murder, his mother refused to move away." "That must take some doing." "Hm, yeah." "Eve Granger and Ajay Roychowdury." "Yep, just here, if you could fill in your details and sign at the bottom." "I'm just trying to say be careful." "I know." "I will." "TED: 'They've reopened the investigation." "I know the DI." "Ms Norton.'" "She's better at her job than you'd think." "She's a good bloke." "Chris did it, Tracy." "I swear it." "NORTON: 'Ted Radcliffe led the original investigation into Ayesha Morgan's killing." "A bit old-school, but a decent cop." "Retired now.'" "Tracy!" "'And at the time, his domestic life had been going through a rough patch." "He sought and found sanctuary in a community that regarded him as a bit of a hero.'" "Yeah, but to marry the dead girl's mum." "Takes all sorts, I guess." "Ayesha had arranged to meet her boyfriend, Nick Taylor." "But he didn't go." "Sent his brother Chris instead." "So we bring Chris in...with his mum." "She..." "Anyway, he denied meeting with Ayesha but it was obvious he was a bad liar." "Well, he was a 14-year-old kid with... ..learning difficulties or whatever it is they call it these days." "We let him go." "Next thing a farmer reports seeing him by one of the haystacks." "When he approaches, the kid runs off." "They found her body under some hay bails." "Friends of Ayesha came forward, saying Chris had flashed at them and made suggestive remarks." "Lara and Jackie." "Yeah." "The girls were both 13." "Same age, same story." "Which one of them now says she made up." "Meanwhile, Chris disappeared." "'We organised a search for him.'" "Found him inside." "But this time, when they interviewed him, his mum wasn't with him." "He confessed to putting his hands around Ayesha's neck." "And squeezing until she stopped moving." "Confessed." "We found the sweet on her." "OK, we didn't know it then, but tests have proved that it was his saliva." "His sweet, but someone else could have just as easily put it there." "What about other suspects?" "Well, you know what it's like." "Once you've made an arrest, other lines of enquiry..." "Oh, yeah, course..." "There was big brother, Nick." "At least he was the full shilling." "Although that family are all saints now so I'd like to be there when you try and arrest him." "JAKE:" "Hey, I was just about to call you." "Well, give me a chance." "I haven't been to the shops yet." "Erm..." "Fish?" "I was just actually phoning to thank you for the flowers." "Flowers?" "What flowers?" "Didn't you send me some flowers?" "No." "Jake..." "Jake, are you all right?" "'Jake?" "'" "Er, yeah." "Fine." "I just couldn't think of anyone else who'd want to send me some flowers." "Brian, out." "If you gave me a few minutes notice, then maybe I could actually hide something for you to find." "Now, wouldn't that be a whole lot more fun?" "Fuck off." "Oof!" "Ted..." "There seem to be some files..." "And your notebook is missing." "Well, don't look at me." "Oh, come on, Ted." "You're better than this." "You dropped a bollock." "Don't make it worse." "If there's someone or something - No." "It hurts when you get it wrong, doesn't it?" "No." "What hurts is having it overturned on a technicality." "Well, aren't you even going to ask?" "What's the point?" "Look, if you're waiting for me to say I was wrong..." "Just because they released him." "It's not going to bring her back." "I know you've changed your statement, Jackie." "But I'd be really grateful if you could go through the new version just one more time." "But...you've got my statements." "Aren't they enough?" "Why do I have to go through it again." "Are you OK, Mrs Radcliffe?" "Oh, hi, Peter." "Yeah." "I'm sorry about that." "You know, just cos he's been released, it doesn't mean..." "I'm sorry." "I am sorry." "Anyway, how's your sister?" "I dunno." "Jackie." "I thought I saw her earlier." "Have you seen her?" "No." "Oh, well, maybe I got that wrong, then." "Anyway, I'd better..." "Yeah." "Jackie, in your original statement, you gave quite a graphic description of all the things you said Chris tried to do to you." "But..." "He didn't." "It wasn't true." "When I saw...you know..." "Lara was suddenly being taken off in police cars, staying in hotels..." "All the attention." "Yeah." "Just wanted a piece of it, that was all." "I never thought..." "And at 13..." "you don't, really, do you?" "Then, of course, once you start lying... the last thing you want is to be caught out." "But at least he's out now..." "Chris..." "I know you've gone over what happened many times, but if there's any detail that sticks out, anything new - even if it's only a suspicion..." "No." "Do you know the background?" "All the Wicklow, Jake Osbourne..." "Eve, you're not the only person who's ever spoken to Brian Wicklow." "As for Jake Osbourne..." "I think he's worked out it's Jake who's been helping us unlock his mind." "Maybe." "But somehow I can't see Wicklow sending flowers." "I've come to say sorry." "Because I thought Chris..." "I've said some terrible things." "Come in." "Go through." "Before we start, Lara, is there anything you want to say?" "Like what?" "Jackie gave a statement similar to yours which she now says she made up." "I didn't make mine up." "Right." "Look, he did those things to me." "Or at least tried to." "Are you sure?" "Sometimes when we look back at things as an adult," "What's not to understand?" "Look, he took his dick out and said he wanted to "make sexy" with me." "Then, when I said no, obviously, he tried to put his hands round my neck." "Chris!" "Chris, there's someone to see you!" "It's Tracy." "Ayesha." "NORTON:" "Obviously it's not but for security, mainly yours, he'll be kept on an isolation ward." "EVE:" "It's possible Brian arranged to be stabbed either to escape or to commit some other atrocity." "Apart from the child whose neck he simply broke, he injected his victims with muscle relaxant and kept them alive for several hours." "So, no female doctors or nurses are to enter the room." "No conversation." "No medication, no needles, nothing, unless it's required for his own treatment, OK?" "Sorry!" "Do I know you?" "Do I?" "Yeah." "Ally." "It's Ally." "I wrote to you." "You wrote to me." "I'm your..." "I'm your..." ""little patch of blue sky"." "Look, here." "See?" "I've got..." "There." "These letters." "You wrote them." "Erm, I don't think..." "Well, I know that some of my letters didn't get through towards the end." "Before, you know, you were... ..released." "So what exactly brings you here?" "I mean, how did you even find where I live?" "Oh..." "The flowers." "They were from you?" "Writing to me was an incredibly kind thing for you to do." "But?" "Well, whatever I needed then... it's different now." "I'm sorry." "Besides, from your letter and... ..your name, I thought..." "I know what you thought, Jake, and to tell you the truth, I'm flattered." "You're not angry with me, are you, Jake?" "No, course not." "Eve..." "What, no grapes?" "Not even flowers for poor Algernon?" "Brian..." "Have I said the wrong thing?" "No, I was just wondering if you'd sent flowers to anyone." "Me?" "No, but you obviously think I have." "How interesting." "Did you see who attacked you, Brian?" "No." "No idea who it could have been?" "No." "Flowers, mm?" "Some of my less distinguished colleagues love trying to send reminders to their victims' families." "But I've always thought it rather tawdry." "I was going to ask if you had any idea who might want to cause you harm." "But then I thought what a bloody stupid question that would be." "How very true." "Specially as I fear Eve may now be on that list." "What I find interesting, Brian, is not the attempt to have your sister killed in my house, but her reaction to it." "It's quite extraordinary, isn't it?" "No matter what you do, her devotion, her love for you, stays the same." "Part of me is rather side that you have acquired the skills to be quite so belittling." "Another part of me is equally thrilled." "Thrilled enough to get yourself stabbed?" "You think I set this up?" "Oh, dear." "I seem to have fallen so low in your estimation, Hazel, that I shall have to think of something to change it." "You could always try cooperating." "That's a novel thought." "No-one's come forward but we'll soon have a list of people who were near enough to stab you." "I see." "In that case, perhaps in return for one small favour, an itch I've been unable to scratch." "I'm not asking to be free, but if one of you could possibly..." "The side of my nose." "Which side?" "Left." "Jake Osbourne." "I can smell him on you." "Beautiful view." "Yes." "If you want me to be a woman, I can be." "I think not." "You didn't mean to shoot your wife, did you?" "You just meant to shoot him." "Imagine that - having someone who loves you so much, they're prepared to kill for you." "I think you'd better go now." "Please..." "Please..." "let me try." "No." "No." "I think the least I can get is a kiss." "NORTON:" "We're not sure Wicklow knows where you are, but I think it's a given he will sooner or later." "We could possibly help you move." "Yeah, but in an unfamiliar place, everyone's a stranger and every stranger..." "Besides, with Brian..." "He knows he doesn't actually have to do anything." "It's living with the thought that one day he might." "And you haven't considered a pre-emptive strike?" "No." "Wicklow's just been stabbed." "Right." "I had to ask." "Yeah, sure." "So until we know what's going on with him," "I'd appreciate it if you could be just a bit closer to hand." "Pack a bag." "Having given me several pints, what, you're now taking it back?" "I see." "Warned off." "Not allowed to speak to me." "Surely at least you can tell me what all this is for." "Ah, nearly got you." "NICK:" "By the way, I saw Lara before." "You remember Lara, Chris." "Lara." "Lara?" "Yeah." "She works at the pub now." "Said the police had been asking lots of questions." "Right, who'd like a hot drink?" "No, I'm all right." "Chris?" "Yeah." "Ajay, I'll see you downstairs." "OK." "Hi." "Jake..." "Well...your DI asked me here." "Oh." "Eve..." "Oh, sorry." "Er, I'll just..." "Boss..." "Sorry, why is Jake...?" "We don't know what's happening with Wicklow and he's an expert on him." "Who knows what he could give us on this." "Be stupid not to have him in our pocket." "They're hoping to transfer Wicklow to the hospital wing tomorrow." "But, er... ..he knows it was Jake who's been helping us." "Does Jake know he knows?" "I don't think it'll come as a big surprise." "How did you get on?" "Jackie says she made it up but Lara's sticking to her story so... who knows?" "Night." "Night." "SARA: # As I lay sleeping" "# I dreamt I held you in my arms" "# When I awoke, dear" "# I was mistaken" "# And I hung my head and cried" "# You are my sunshine" "# My only sunshine" "# You make me happy when skies are grey" "# You'll never know, dear" "# How much I love you" "# Please don't take my sunshine away #" "NORTON:" "So you saw her in the morning, but that was all?" "Mm." "But you were supposed to see her later?" "Yeah." "What for?" "Just to meet up." "But you didn't go?" "No." "Why not?" "Didn't want to." "So you sent your brother?" "Yeah." "Telling him...?" "I don't know, that I couldn't go or something." "What was she like, Ayesha?" "Yeah, OK." "Weren't you going out with her?" "It was nothing serious." "She was only 13." "What, is that it?" "Thank you." "JAKE:" "Wasn't there something about a sweet in her hand?" "NORTON:" "Yeah...but it wasn't in her hand." "Oh." "Was the wrapper on or off?" "Off, I guess, because Chris's saliva was on it." "So...what makes you so sure that it wasn't Chris?" "I mean...take away his disability and what have you got?" "A 14-year-old kid whose hormones have just kicked in, but without the social skills or looks to attract the opposite sex." "No matter how nice Chris was, he's not boyfriend material to a 13-year-old girl." "Yeah, but surely that applies to hundreds and thousands of kids?" "Or are you saying, in Chris's case, he didn't know any better?" "Possibly." "Or he knew exactly what he was doing." "Or possibly he's one of those people who, when confronted with a situation that provokes strong feelings, whatever mechanism people have to stop it from going too far...fails." "Sometimes there is just no precursor to that." "Physically, yes, OK, he could've killed her, but... to deny it, carry that level of subterfuge for so long..." "He didn't deny it." "He admitted it." "Under duress." "Admitted it because that's what he thought he had to do." "We've listened to the interviews." "They're not pretty." "He was led." "OK." "OK, well... apart from the sweet, this murder seems to me pretty unsophisticated." "Almost, child-like." "What do you mean, "apart from the sweet"?" "Well for Chris to unwrap it, and then put it in his mouth, and then put it where he did..." "I'd say that was a lot less innocent." "A lot more...calculated." "Chris and calculated aren't exactly two words I'd put together." "The body was in a fairly open field." "That time of the year, it wouldn't be fully dark until pretty late." "Time of death?" "Not sure." "Erm..." "Her mum said she was in the house till about nine." "So, between that and midnight." "Even then... if you were going to lure somebody somewhere... ..not sure it's the most obvious place." "You think the body could have been staged?" "I don't know." "It's possible." "Did Chris ever describe before he covered her up?" "I'm afraid you're going to have to be very patient, Chris." "I know you've been asked these questions many times before, but it's the first time for me, OK?" "When you found Ayesha, what did you think had happened?" "She was dead." "Something bad had happened." "Chris... ..how did you know Ayesha was dead?" "Did you try to move her?" "Wake her up?" "Or touch her to...?" "Dad." "Saw my dad dead." "Right." "And then what did you do?" "Covered her up." "Why?" "So no-one would see her." "Not looking like that." "Like what?" "Sometimes it's really helpful if we know exactly how people were when they were found." "What position they were in, things like that." "Would it be easier to draw it?" "How about...if we use...this?" "Brilliant." "Can you remember what clothes she was wearing?" "The same." "And is that how they were when you found her?" "Can you show me?" "I really think that's a bit much..." "That's really helpful." "Thanks, Chris." "'After you covered her up, did you take anything from her?" "'" "I went home." "Did you see anyone?" "No." "Did you tell anyone about Ayesha?" "Did you know they were looking for her?" "I was going to show them, but the dog..." "Was she still covered up?" "I had something for her." "A sweet." "Did you give her the sweet?" "That's a lie." "It was never where they said." "I want this stopped." "Mrs Taylor..." "When his father died," "Chris put some sweets in his hand for the journey." "It was even mentioned at the funeral!" "Andrea!" "I want this stopped now." "CHRIS:" "Ayesha." "Absolutely." "Ayesha..." "what did you do to her, Chris?" "Ayesha?" "Yeah, Ayesha, you bastard!" "Any names?" "No." "For once, I think it could be a genuine attack." "Although I wouldn't put anything past Brian." "Just be careful." "Jackie's statement." "It occurred to me..." "she was 13 right?" "Everything she said Chris did, she made up, yeah?" "But..." "Well, did anything else bother you?" "Well, apart from being pretty graphic..." "I'm no expert on this, but it occurred to me that... at that age, where did she get these kind of words from?" "That kind of knowledge?" "So..." "Chris might not have done anything to her." "But it made me wonder if somebody else had." "Five names, possibly seven if a couple had long arms." "Sorry, but je suis tres fatigue." "If you're waiting in the hope of speaking to Eve..." "She's busy." "Then so am I." "What is it?" "What is this fixation you have with her?" "Unless you've had someone completely at your mercy... the control, the heady power to bend them to your will, make them do the things you want them to when you know they would most certainly rather not." "Ah, I see you do know what it's like." "Poor Eve, suffering at the hands of someone so... ..resentful of beauty." "Having been passed over so cruelly in that department." "Do you want to know who stabbed you?" "I have a little academic curiosity." "Beyond that, not really." "The list." "Just leave it on the side." "That's very kind." "Thank you." "It must... ..doing all this, it must bring back... bad thoughts, bad times." "It's our gain..." "but it also begs the question..." "I guess it's partly because..." "OK, society says I'm a free man." "I've served my sentence, absolved of my crime but nothing I can do or say or...suffer..." "..can make up for what I did." "Maybe this in some way can redress..." "So it's...not all because of Eve, then?" "Still not arrested anyone yet, Ms Norton?" "Tut, tut." "Ted..." "Do you know Jake Osbourne?" "What?" "He's been helping us." "Which is more than can be said for you." "Now, if you'll excuse us." "He killed his wife and one of our own." "Yeah, and you beat up a 14-year-old suspect with learning difficulties." "I think I'll eat in my room." "Right, I think I'll have the steak pie." "(SIGHS) I'm sorry." "For this to work..." "For this to have any chance... ..I have to tell you about Debbie and the man with her and what I did to them." "No, I do." "Look, no matter how much I kid myself..." "..it's a huge part of my life." "Who I was and who I am now." "And I would hate... hate for you to learn from someone else because I know Brian." "he wants revenge." "He wants to take from me what is most precious right now." "I'm not looking to excuse what I did, I just..." "You have a right to know." "If that's what you want." "Yes." "Yeah...no...just..." "Just not now." "Was the only bit you made up about Chris?" "If somebody did this to you, Jackie, we'd take it just as seriously now as if it happened yesterday." "I know time doesn't make it any easier to talk about." "But we just need a name." "Some arsehole's painted our wall, Peter." "Oh, dear." "What colour?" "Well, if I hear anything..." "Yeah." "Yeah, likewise." "The things you said Chris did to you, we just wondered if anyone else had done anything like that as well?" "Or if they hadn't done them to you, if you knew or heard they'd done them to someone else?" "Chris...he did those things, I'm telling you." "Just cos Jackie now said he didn't." "This isn't about Chris." "If I tell you about someone else..." "..it doesn't mean that..." "..you know, with Ayesha and everything." "No, no, of course not." "OK." "OK, it's OK." "We've got a name." "Peter Frost, is that the best you can come up with?" "So you knew he was abusing young girls, possibly even the victim herself?" "No, but he was on the list, until we discovered he'd been working that night in Manchester." "From what time?" "I didn't think you knew exactly when Ayesha had been killed?" "Tracy?" "Tracy, the police would just like to check something with you, if that's OK?" "Mrs Radcliffe." "The night Ayesha died, you said you'd had a row with her and that she'd gone, or you'd asked her to go to her room." "That was what, six?" "And she was here until about nine?" "Can you remember how many times you checked on her?" "I didn't actually go into her room." "We'd had a terrible row." "She slammed the door, put the music on." "I went up a few times," "There was no point talking to her when she were like that." "So you didn't actually check she was in her room?" "I could hear her moving about, so when it went quiet..." "I thought she'd cooled down..." "But you didn't see her again from the moment she went upstairs so you can't be sure any sounds you heard were, in fact, made by your daughter." "BRIAN:" "Eve, how nice to see you." "I bet your day hasn't been as exciting as mine." "I've had all kinds of tests." "Sadly, I don't get quite the same frisson as, say, when the shoe is on the other foot." "Have you had a look at the list?" "I thought if you could perhaps read it to me?" "George Harris, Andrew Bushell... ..Paul Costa, Karl Jenkins..." "..Clive Short, Peter Knight... ..Raoul Khan." "Interesting." "Karl Jenkins." "How is young Christopher Taylor?" "What a tigress his mother has been with that cub." "And if anybody would know about that..." "Ooh, I take it from that you haven't found who killed the young girl, then." "Perhaps I can help?" "Surely my expertise, knowledge of those who kill, is every bit as good as Mr Osbourne's?" "Or is that not the sole criterion?" "I don't doubt your ability to empathise with those who kill, no question, but what you lack is any empathy with those you killed." "Empathy, oh, dear, not that old chestnut." "What next?" "Remorse?" "You may revel in your lack of it, Brian, but it's part of what made you." "It's also part of what unmade you." "Can't you see that?" "Why would I seek help from someone with such chronic lack of insight." "Now who's blind, my dear Eve?" "To his wife and her family, certainly yes, there were flickerings of empathy and remorse, but did Mr Osbourne ever show any of it towards the young policeman he killed?" "I think not." "Then again, Mrs Osbourne, being far, shall we say, "busier"" "with the PC than she'd ever been with her poor husband, but that's no excuse for the systematic way he set about..." "Oh." "I see he hasn't told you." "Tut, tut, naughty boy!" "He must be saving it." "I knew he'd got to you, Brian, but I had no idea how badly." "Sara Taylor has no more asked her son what really happened than you have Mr Osbourne." "That's not faith, Eve, it's fear." "So the actual time she went missing?" "I want everything you can find on Peter Frost." "Eve?" "Lies, weren't they?" "Mm?" "Those letters." "All lies." "Ally..." "How dare you treat me like this." "Like I'm some dirt on your shoe, just because you're free now." "No, that is not..." "Lie to the parole board as well, did you?" "They should never have let you free!" "EVE:" "Jake?" "Jake..." "He killed his wife and her boyfriend and he just tried to rape me." "Call the police." "I am the police." "DS Granger." "Who are you?" "Jake?" "Ooh, Jake is it?" "Yeah..." "Yeah, I see." "That's very cosy." "Isn't it?" "Mm?" "I can see I'm not wanted." "I didn't say you could leave." "Erm, right..." "Probably..." "You think Brian's connected?" "At best, he might have given Ally my address as a mild amusement..." "He's gone." "Thanks." "Think I'll turn in." "How's it going with Frost?" "Nothing on him." "Tucked up in bed for now but the boss thinks we should nick him first thing." "Start with what he did with the girls and then take it from there." "At least there was no mistake with him." "Come on, Ted, there's no need..." "Fine officer, PC Gaunt." "You'll never know what he did to him cos he's never had the guts to say." "Hey..." "No, it's OK." "Come on, then." "We're all friends here." "What was it?" "What was it you did that was so awful that you can't even bear to say it out loud?" "I think you should go home, Ted." "I've seen you with him." "Turns you on, does it, what he did?" "Ted." "Ted..." "All right." "Eve..." "No." "When..." "When you ask me to dinner... ..make it soon." "WOMAN:" "Please keep still during the scan, Mr Wicklow." "Well, isn't this fun?" "Anyone care to join me?" "Peter Frost?" "You're too late." "And what you're looking for is on the laptop." "When did you find...?" "Five minutes ago." "His girlfriend rang me." "Not everyone trusts the police around here." "I'll be outside." "She said that Jackie called him that evening but he wouldn't say what it was about." "She knew something was up." "When she woke up this morning he was gone." "And this was on the kitchen table." "Must've started when they were pretty young." "Yeah." "And you had no idea?" "No rumours, no..." "Doesn't prove he killed her, though, does it?" "True." "But it shouldn't be hard to fit him up." "That's a joke." "Yeah, I noticed that." "A picture of Chris in a field." "Big deal." "The field where Ayesha's body was found." "Chris, he's got much better recall than people think..." "So?" "Has he ever made a suggestion that Frost killed Ayesha?" "No." "But a 14-year-old boy, he may not have known what he saw, whereas now..." "The brutal truth, Eve, and we both know it, is that, even if he saw Frost kill Ayesha, the quality of his testimony..." "The only way we have a chance of proving this is forensically." "Check everything we have for Frost DNA." "That went well." "I thought so." "You OK?" "Yeah, Mum, don't worry, I'll be fine." "After you, bro." "Mum..." "Peter Frost." "I know." "Have a good time, bro, and I'll see you soon." "Ah, not much luck with your killer, I hear." "Bit more luck with your assailant." "Far more importantly, what are all these tests about?" "Oh come on, Eve, we're both grown-ups here." "I expect the doctors to lie, but not you." "Surely you can break a rule for me, just this once?" "Hepatitis B can sometimes a precursor to..." "Liver cancer." "They found a growth." "I'm sorry." "Me too." "For when I'm gone, there's going to be no one left to save you." "Save me?" "If I only succeed in one thing, Eve, it's convincing you your Mr Osbourne...is a monster." "I see." "No, you don't." "You can't see, you've never seen." "If he knows what goes on inside my head, it's because I know what goes on inside his." "We are different only in one respect." "ONE respect." "He was born." "I was rather more created." "Really?" "My sister." "We both know she was some architect, but think about it." "What is Mr Osbourne's excuse?" "Where were those little tell-tale markers in childhood, his youth?" "What turned him from a harmless joe into killing, with such obvious relish?" "Nothing - it was already there." "He took a shotgun and went up those stairs, Eve, because he knew exactly what he was going to find." "I know that sensation, and no matter what anyone says, you never lose the taste for it." "He will seek it out again, Eve, the first chance he gets." "If you don't believe me, ask me." "Ask me what he did to the man who fucked his wife." "Goodbye, Brian." "Do you want me to take it down?" "Yeah." "Come on." "(LAUGHS) Come on!" "All right?" "Yeah." "Come on." "EVE:" "I don't suppose there's a chance you could say where they've gone?" "This about Peter?" "I heard all about what he did to Jackie and Lara." "Did you ever have any trouble?" "(HESITANTLY) No." "What?" "No." "It's OK." "No, it's not OK!" "Chris, he spent six years...!" "You know the worst?" "You want to know what the worst thing is?" "Is that I thought that he'd done it." "What kind of a shit brother does that make me?" "I love Chris, you know... but sometimes... sometimes I just want to say, "what about me?"" "I'd started going out with Lara and I didn't have the guts to break it off with Ayesha." "And that day, everything was doing my head in, so I sent Chris to do my dirty work." "And if I hadn't..." "I don't think you're a shit brother." "For what it's worth, I know people who've done far, far more terrible things." "For those that want it, there's always a way back." "Thanks." "A lot of questions we may never find the answers to, but because of the way Ayesha was shot and because..." "Shot?" "I-I meant strangled." "And because of the particular, calculated nature of this killing, there may well be others." "At least, though, if we could put this one to bed." "I'm convinced Chris may have some detail locked in his head he might not even think is relevant." "You know, it's such a treat for us to be here." "I know." "That's not faith, Eve, it's fear." "Chris!" "So, please don't let's spoil today." "No, tomorrow's fine." "Thank you." "We're having a fish supper tonight." "It's Chris's favourite." "Yeah?" "Chris, look who's here." "Hi, Chris." "Was that good?" "I'll..." "I'll see you tomorrow." "What do you want to go on now?" "BRIAN: 'What turned him from a harmless joe into killing... with such obvious relish?" "Nothing. it was already there.'" "JAKE: 'For Chris to unwrap it... and then put it in his first and then put it where they did...'" "BRIAN: 'I know that sensation, and no matter what anyone says, you never lose the taste for it.'" "If he knows what's going on inside my head, it's because I know what goes on inside his." "'Sara Taylor has no more asked her son what really happened than you have Mr Osbourne.'" "Please let's not spoil today." "Chris, look who's here." "Oh, shit." "ANSWERPHONE:" "'Please speak after the tone.'" "Boss, you're not going to like this, but..." "Sara's taken Chris away." "And I think..." "I think he did kill Ayesha, and I think she's going to ask him." "No!" "No!" "Eve?" "Eve..." "It's OK, it's OK..." "Oh, Jesus..." "Eve..." "Eve..." "Oh, no!" "Chris..." "Do you remember when Eve showed you the doll and asked you some questions?" "And nobody got angry, did they?" "No." "Well, they'd like me to ask you a few more." "OK?" "Nick said you would." ""Go with you?" "Go with you?"" "Yeah." "Nick said you would." ""What?" "Go with you?" "Go out with you?"" "Yeah, Nick said." ""Go with you?" "Go out with you." "I'd rather die."" "Nick said you would!" "So..." "How is she?" "She's er..." "I don't know." "I don't know." "SARA: # You are my sunshine, my only sunshine" "# You make me happy" "# When skies are grey" "# You'll never know, dear" "# How much I love you" "# Please don't take my sunshine away #" "Not supposed to have this on." "Boss?" "Yeah, that's affirmative, over." "Are forensics here yet?" "No." "I'll let you know as soon as they arrive." "They said it would be about 15 minutes, ma'am." "'Sara has taken Chris away." "I think he did kill Ayesha and she's going to ask him." "And if she does...'" "Chris." "His mum, she, er... ..gave him pills..." "..took a pillow..." "Oh, no." "Please go." "JAKE: 'If he knows what's going on inside my head...'" "BRIAN: '..it's because I know what goes on inside his.'" "JAKE: 'Some people do nothing and then they kill someone." "It's the greatest thing they've ever done, with an adrenalin rush like they've never known before, that's never as great the second time." "He either wants to fuck me, kill me or both." "You think I don't know that look?" "NORTON:" "At least we can agree the brain is missing." "Yeah." "transcript:chocolate sync:innuit"