"This is Christopher Dearden, 41 years of age, married, one son." "Oh, Jimmy, hello." "It's about Dad, isn't it?" "Yes, we've found your father's body." "What type of car did you drive?" "This is not a normal dump site, this was chosen." "Something horrible's happened here." "The tying up, the swapping of the shoes were all intended to make the body unserviceable." "to the evil spirits, the Chindi." "Jimmy!" "The burial was ritualistic." "I absolutely accept, I don't argue with that, but if the murder was ritualistic, it would've happened within the chamber." "What's the matter?" "No, nothing." "I receive many calls both day and night about many subjects." "Sir!" "We can go now." "That's not my dad." "Did your husband know about your affair?" "Sometimes people find it easier to talk to strangers." "Hi, Luke, it's me." "You just stay out of my family's business!" "Your family?" "!" "I love you." "Section of scalp removed on left hand side." "Blindfolded." "Shoes on wrong feet." "Cannabis spliff." "Fingertips missing, left and right hands." "Do you have a time of death?" "Well, it's impossible to be entirely accurate but body cooling puts the time of death somewhere between 4pm and 7pm yesterday." "Cause of death?" "At first I thought it was the trauma to the temporal region but it turns out he suffered from a heart attack." "Which could've been as a result of the trauma to the temporal region?" "Yeah." "Now, the fingertips." "Bloom was left-handed, and if you look, you'll see the fingertips have been removed." "And in a movement towards the body..." "Wait, are you telling me he chopped his own fingertips off or he was forced to?" "This is interesting, on the left hand, the fingertips have been removed post-mortem and the fingertips themselves were removed from the scene of the crime." "Toxicology tests show that he had ingested large amounts of both cannabis and cocaine." "Both paranoia-inducing drugs." "Both paranoia-inducing, could lead to arrhythmia." "So that's three reasons for a heart attack - the drugs, blow to the head, fingertips." "If you look at the similarities - that scarf around Dearden's neck could have been a blindfold." "If you look over here..." "No-one knows the why." "I collected these rocks from the woodland site." "These are volcanic rocks, it's a chalky area, so they must have been brought in specifically." "If you look at this transparency over here which is of Bloom's leg because he has this scar tissue here which is a burn." "I took the transparency and I laid it over this rock here." "Get him out of here, for Christ's sake!" "Bloom." "Same presentation as Dearden." "Post mortem, yes, but Bloom wasn't murdered, he died of a heart attack." "But what brought on the heart attack?" "It could've been violence." "The last time we saw Bloom he was hallucinating about ghosts." "He was cracking up in the interview room." "He was full of drugs at the time of death." "Maybe he took them because he was under pressure, and became a loose cannon." "Maybe someone went round and shut him up." "Bloom made a phone call before he died." "To the youth club where Coleridge works." "OK, let's check out where these guys were at the time of his death and who he made the call to." "Right, Mr Coleridge, you are a US citizen, you hold a US passport." "My father was in the US military, the family moved around a lot." "And when did you come here?" "When I left the army." "The US army?" "Yes." "I wanted to follow in my father's footsteps." "Did you see active service?" "Somalia." "I killed people, if that's what you're asking." "But I didn't come to the UK to kill people." "Why did you come back?" "A new start." "Was your father in the military all his life?" "Yes." "So you didn't exactly follow in your father's footsteps, did you?" "Why did you leave?" "I realised I had chosen the wrong path." "And the right path was running a youth centre in the UK, yeah?" "I didn't want a generation to grow up making the same mistakes I did." "Which were?" "To pick up a gun to prove your manhood." "Where were you yesterday?" "At the centre." "Why?" "Harold Bloom was killed yesterday." "I was at the centre." "A phone call was made to your youth centre at 13.37 yesterday by Bloom." "D'you know why he was calling?" "He was probably trying to get hold of one of the kids." "Why would he be doing that?" "Harold Bloom was a small-time drug dealer." "He's a nuisance." "Findlay has witnesses to say he was making a speech at the time of death." "And Hurst said that he was at his office working on his computer." "Eve got a second DNA hit on the spliff, so somebody was there." "OK, I'll check their homes." "No!" "Connect!" "Get your hands off me!" "Welcome to the Body Farm Sweat Tent." "Ah, so this it." "Yeah." "Navajo style." "Yeah." "Based on drawings and the fact that the fabric turned out to be authentic Native American weave and that the saplings had been woven together to create a framework," "I interpolated it as this." "Oh, that's hot." "Yeah." "Using hot rocks that they would ferry back and forth from fires outside, a sauna could be created to help purge the body of its toxins before they were released into the world as warriors." "And also to purge their mental toxins." "How do you purge mental toxins?" "Bad spirits." "And the purging of mental toxins in a sauna?" "It's not quite a sauna, I mean there's all the ritual, the chanting." "The use of hallucinogens, peyote, the crown of the cactus, very critical." "Are you going in?" "Christ, it's hot in here!" "It is boiling in here." "So you purge the body, purify the soul, get high as a flying kite on these substances." "Hi." "Eve, I think you should look at this." "Spence has one too." "He's on his way now." "One of these came from Bloom's and one came from Findlay's house." "It's strange, because if you look at the writing on this one it's the same as on the taxi receipt, which is Bloom's, as is the name on the envelope but not the same handwriting as this one." "Why would you do that? "I can see you're a warrior, not a clown."" "So who's he talking about?" "Himself?" "Yeah." "I remember going on a week long retreat in a convent." "At the end we were told to write a letter to God and give it to the Mother Superior." "Is Hannibal all right?" "Yeah, he's find, it's just feeding time." "Go on Stella, you've got a good point." "The convent sent us the letter three months later." "Why did they send the letter back to you?" "To reaffirm our faith." "So they're on a personal development course?" "Then something goes wrong, Dearden gets killed." "Yeah, well everything was fine until we unearthed Dearden's body." "Right." "So, Mr Time To Pay starts to get worried and decides he better rattle their cages and keep them quiet." "Thank you for... coming here today." "We are here to celebrate a new relationship between our two countries." "I welcome the opportunity to share and reach a common understanding that will be based..." "Based on our..." "On our..." "On our cu..cu..cultural traditions." "Connect!" "There's been a misunderstanding." "I won't be long, OK?" "OK." "Mr Findlay?" "Mr Findlay!" "Stella Goodman." "I need to talk to you in connection with the deaths of Chris Dearden and Harold Bloom." "Right." "OK?" "Double First at Cambridge?" "So the Foreign Office clearly thought that once upon a time you were ambassador material." "Yes." "So what happened?" "Are you gay, Mr Findlay?" "No, I'm not." "But you do need the company of other men, you like to be part of the pack," "The Awkward Squad." "Ridiculous." "No, what's ridiculous is a group of men running into the woods pretending to be Indians." "That's ridiculous." "So, the Awkward Squad are a pub quiz team." "There you go, mate, that's a pint and a rhino horn chaser!" "Now a geography one" " What is the capital of Idaho?" "The capital of Idaho?" "Always struggling to answer the questions." "Des Moines?" "Anyone actually ever been to Idaho?" "And then, for the first time, we won." "Because of Coleridge?" "I suppose so." "The Awkward Squad!" "What happens now?" "We celebrate!" "Yeah!" "What's everyone up to this weekend?" "What did you have in mind?" "So whose idea was it to go into the woods?" "Dearden?" "Hurst?" "Bloom?" "You?" "Or?" "Or?" "Victor Coleridge." "Dearden brought him along." "A wilderness weekend." "Victor runs them." "Where did you dig him up from?" "What's a wilderness weekend?" "A bit of time in the woods." "Well, what's wrong with Barcelona?" "Victor just said meet him at the phone box." "What exactly do you expect's going to happen?" "I've no idea." "I said I was going on a stag weekend in Scotland." "I said a golf trip." "Nobody asked me!" "Lunch!" "OK, so it's all starting to make sense now." "What is?" "Well, the Awkward Squad are a group of non-achieving men, a bunch of losers, in comes the Alpha Male and, you know, what happened then?" "Well..." "Coleridge started his process of initiation which involved drinking some..." "..peyote." "The drink of the Navajo." "Out here, we can get back to who we really are." "Believe me, if you get through this, it'll change the rest of your lives forever." "Your car keys." "What?" "Your car keys!" "Hey!" "I want to give our children a future." "Shit." "Do you want to be a warrior or do you want to be a class clown all your life?" "The only way I could stop him hitting me was by making him laugh." "I want to look my son in the eye." "And then he tied us to trees and left us for hours, and then he put us in his sweat tent." "To face your demons?" "Face the rage." "Face the guilt." "'Yeah.'" "Can you just stay with me here, Mr Findlay?" "Please?" "All right?" "So, you're in this sweat tent, tripping out, facing your demons and then?" "I blacked out." "Then I woke up and we left." "With Dearden." "Dearden stayed with Coleridge." "Ah!" "You all right?" "Yes." "Yes." "What was your innermost fear?" "Well, I don't remember." "You don't remember?" "Yes, you do." "No." ""When I first spoke in public." Here, you might remember this," ""I wet myself."" "Where did you get this?" "You remember now?" "Your innermost fear? "I am not a dum-dum"." "Where did you get this?" "Hm?" "Is that your innermost fear?" "That everyone thinks that you're just stupid?" "Thanks, you can go." "What?" "You can go." "Go out on the streets, face your demons." "Spence!" "Take him out." "No." "Yeah." "Confront your innermost fears." "You don't want to go?" "OK." "Come on." "I'll go." "Come on, let's go." "Then this never happened." "Jimmy?" "Hi, where's Coleridge?" "I don't know." "He's not here?" "No." "Where does he keep his stuff?" "Locker room?" "Yeah, yeah." "Through there." "All right." "Thanks." "Which peg?" "That one." "Which one?" "This?" "That one." "What are you doing?" "Don't you worry about it." "You all right?" "Yeah, I'm OK." "Thanks." "It's gonna be all right, Jimmy." "Look at me, it's gonna be all right, OK?" "You go home." "I've done a mass spec on the particles contained... within Dearden's adipocere and most of it is ash, there were fragments of bone." "There was this, a fragment of polymer plastic compound." "And that's the murder weapon?" "I don't know as yet." "He suffered severe blunt force trauma to the head." "From an unidentified object." "Yes." "And did it kill him?" "I don't know." "I need more tests." "When will you know?" "As soon as I've done some more tests." "You need to..." "Hello, Boyd." "Erm..." "Louise Hurst?" "Yes, I was catching up on e-mails and Michael was in his office just checking over some final proofs." "We went home about 10 O'clock." "So you were both at the factory between 3.00 and 10.00 yesterday?" "Yes." "Just us." "I like to work late." "So you live and work together?" "Yes." "We're a good team." "We're trying to build up a picture of your husband, Mrs Hurst." "Why?" "Well, he is a suspect in a murder investigation, and we've started examining the contents of his office this morning." "It's a process that we have to go through to eliminate him from our enquiry." "I see." "Right, well, he's funny, kind, loyal, loving." "We have a good and happy marriage." "Children?" "Yes." "first husband in Los Angeles." "But no children with Michael?" "No, I made it clear that I didn't want to have any more children." "He was fine about it." "You're not suggesting that children are an essential ingredient for a happy marriage?" "Not at all." "Your husband, in 1995, he was cautioned three times for kerb-crawling in the space of two months." "Yes." "Michael was under a lot of pressure." "Something that Michael does habitually?" "No, no." "At that time, his card business was on the verge of bankruptcy." "I was working long hours in the City." "I left my job and I bought Michael out." "That must have put your marriage under enormous pressure." "Yes." "Yes, it did." "But we talked about it a lot, and... we worked through it and now..." "I'm trying to reconcile the picture that you're giving me of this loving, loyal husband with the man who, got from your computer, logs on to porn sites of a particularly violent nature." "Were you aware that he was doing that?" "Yes." "I noticed recently that Michael was distancing himself from me and so I asked him if he was doing that sort of thing again." "And...he said yes." "So, if this is his habitual form of release under pressure, we could assume that he's in a stress situation right now, could we not?" "I suppose so." "Oh, God!" "Oh, God!" "'Yeah.' Oh..." "HE SOBS Oh, God." "Oh, God!" "Please!" "Please!" "So he liked this sort of stuff, did he?" "It's probably related to some childhood trauma." "Ah, childhood trauma." "That'll get you, eh?" "It's not as simple as that." "But Coleridge's little experiment in the woods would've recreated in him some kind of childhood vulnerability." "Yeah, well, do we really believe that after Coleridge's experiment they just cut their losses, hotwired a car and headed for home?" "You know, I don't think so." "Hurst is really freaking out in there." "Good." "Luke?" "Luke." "Hello?" "Hello?" "'Hello?" "'" "'Hello?" "'" "'It's not been possible to connect your call." "Please try later.'" "'Hi-Tech Crime Unit.' I need to trace a mobile." "Don't say I never give you anything." "You're a star." "I have here Coleridge's psychiatric military record." "Now he was discharged in 1992." "His platoon were ambushed in Mogadishu, one fatality" " A Private Newborn and Newborn..." "A Navajo." "..was a Navajo." "Coleridge was discharged a few months later, suffering from post-traumatic stress." "Well, that's understandable, yeah?" "Well, yes, except he said he was haunted by the ghost of Newborn." "What does it mean, psychologically?" "Ghosts are a way of us getting rid of feelings of guilt or fear - we put them on the outside, they're unresolved, not dealt with." "So he blames himself for leading his platoon into an ambush?" "It's difficult, isn't it, to admit your own culpability?" "Yeah, and it's equally difficult to admit that you're not culpable, you know," "I mean it is war, men die, right?" "Mm-mm." "He's looking for redemption, comes over here, sets up a centre with the kids, that works, doesn't it?" "That's understandable then the men, he gets a bunch of losers, wants to stir them into action, we understand that." "Yeah." "But it doesn't make him a killer." "No, but he's a damaged man." "He will have demons and we don't know what those demons are." "What's the good news?" "Polymer plastic compound." "Same model as that, smashed his head in, yeah?" "Yeah, from the K6 phone box." "There." "The phone box where he made the call to Jimmy." "Right." "I went back to the phone box and I dug up the concrete plinth and" "I analysed the bloodstains that I found on it, and they're Dearden's." "So he was killed after he made the phone call to Jimmy." "None of the others mentioned a call." "Why would they?" "Either they're involved or they're witnesses, either way they're gonna keep quiet." "OK, yeah." "Yeah?" "Maybe they weren't there at all." "What?" "Findlay said Coleridge and Dearden stayed behind after the retreat, so if this happened at the end, then everyone else would have gone." "But why does Coleridge want to kill Dearden?" "And are we saying the same person who came for Dearden came for Bloom?" "It's a fair assumption to make..." "Yes, ok, because if we are I think we can rule out Coleridge." "Oh, God." "Why?" "Yes, because I've dissected the blowfly larvae that I found in Bloom's nostril and I can tell you that, given the stage of development and the temperature of the basement..." "You can tell me when Bloom was killed." "Before 6pm yesterday." "Oh." "And we've got Coleridge on CCTV at the centre until 6.45." "So, according to my witnesses, Coleridge couldn't have killed Bloom." "Are your witnesses telling the truth?" "Maggots never lie." "'Yes." "Yeah.'" "'Yes." "Yeah.'" "Be quiet!" "'Yes, yes.'" "'Yeah, yeah.'" "'Yeah!" "'" "Hello?" "Hello?" "Findlay?" "Yeah?" "Mr Findlay?" "!" "Mr..." "Gone." "Well, he was pretty terrified when he left here." "So, you're saying that I shouldn't have let him go?" "No, no, I'm not." "I'm saying that maybe we're missing something here." "He died of a heart attack." "We've had two witnesses, they've both died of heart attacks!" "Collective psychosis." "They're all mad?" "Well, in a way, yes, they are, or at least they all share the same delusion." "Which is?" "They believe a dead man's spirit can come after them from the grave." "It's me you're talking to, Grace, come on!" "No." "I mean that they are haunted." "We better get Hurst out before he becomes haunted and goes mad and has a heart attack (!" ")" "How did it feel when Coleridge tried to make you look back at your childhood traumas?" ""Wounds", he called it." "Well, I wasn't going for it, I mean, he could see that." "Because as far as you were concerned, you didn't have any "wounds", right?" "Which is strange isn't it, because you have such a lot of problems." "That's a load of nonsense." "How did he get you to explore these "wounds"?" "He made us sit in his glorified wigwam." "I want some water." "I don't want that." "You feel nothing." "Feel nothing." "We were in there for hours." "And when we came out of the tent... he attacked Findlay." "Hit me." "Well, that's when we decided to come home." "Oh, cos you're frightened, right?" "Got a bit scared, bit of action and that was it for you guys, was it?" "Yeah?" "So you and Bloom, Findlay, Dearden..." "No, not Dearden." "Coleridge had convinced him that he... ..was this warrior." "And he was tied to a tree and he just kept shouting "Jimmy!"" "Jimmy!" "Jimmy!" "That's the name of his son." "Someone he loved, cared for, someone that mattered to him, that he valued." "What did you shout when you were tied to the tree?" "Nothing?" "You couldn't think of anything to shout cos you don't have anything in your life, cos nothing matters to you, cos you're empty." "You don't have a son, daughter, no?" "You and your wife came to some sort of understanding that you wouldn't have children or probably she couldn't face the thought" "Jimmy!" "I love you, son!" "I love you!" "So what did you do when there was all this pressure and stress around?" "How did you cope...with it?" "Because normally when you're under pressure you turn to hookers and you visit porn sites." "We were the warriors." "We were the warriors." "You were the warriors?" "What, you and Bloom... ..Findlay and Dearden?" "Dearden was a coward." "And...when the violence started he just...he just did a runner." "So what did you do when he did that?" "We hunted him down." "That cowardly piece of shit!" "And he was on the phone." "I..." "I pulled the phone off him," "I pulled it out... and I hit him." "I killed him!" "While he was talking to his son, you killed him?" "Someone who had everything to live for." "You've got absolutely nothing to live for." "Was Coleridge pleased with you for that?" "Get him off the road." "Coleridge said...said he'd make it all go away." "Now, we have to release the Chindi." "The spirit has to pass through him, so that his journey to the World of the Dead is safe." "We'll face him north, we'll cut his fingers." "We'll release the Chindi, otherwise we'll be forever haunted." "Then he said... that he couldn't come back, he couldn't hurt us." "He couldn't even get that right." "Jimmy!" "Jimmy, look at me." "Jimmy." "Look, none of this is your fault." "You understand that?" "Jimmy." "Jimmy, look at me, listen." "Your father asked me to help him." "So I took him to the woods with three other men." "Now something turned them into savages." "That's what happened." "I wish to God I could have stopped it." "I saw what you did to that man." "I had to." "To stop the evil." "Your father left you this." "Jimmy!" "Jimmy!" "Jimmy!" "Jimmy, I love you, son!" "I love you!" "Coleridge!" "It's not me you're looking for, it's Jimmy." "When you find him, get him to read this." "Did you tell him the truth?" "The boy had a right to know what happened to his father." "He had a right to know 12 years ago." "So what did you tell him?" "Did you tell him how you got his father killed?" "Did you?" "I told him the truth." "OK, could you guys get out of here, please?" "Please?" "Right, let's talk." "Let's talk about...thank you..." "Private Newborn." "How do you know about Newborn?" "You got him killed too." "You led your platoon into a firefight." "He'd have made it out but he stayed behind to save you." "I've dealt with my guilt." "Newborn showed me the true path, I've been trying to make amends." "By taking a bunch of losers into the woods and got them to go native?" "Dearden wanted to be a good father." "And he wanted me to help him." "These kids need good fathers." "What is it with you taking responsibility for everybody?" "Jimmy knows the truth." "Does he know that he doesn't have a father because of you?" "I've dealt with my guilt." "Not yet, you haven't." "Bring him in." "Shoes on." "Let's go." "I'm not afraid of the dead." "This is your friend Chris Dearden." "This is a man who no longer feels pain." "And here is your friend Harold Bloom and in there is your friend Josh Findlay." "I, er..." "I just wanted to make amends." "I-I sent them the letters, don't you see?" "All I see is the disfigured corpse of Chris Dearden." "Jimmy!" "You cowardly piece of shit!" "HE SOBS" "It was a sacred rite according to my belief system." "The Navajo belief system?" "Yes." "Up against the post!" "Up against the post!" "The ritual has to be performed correctly, otherwise we'll be forever haunted." "We cut the fingers." "According to the Navajo, if you so much as touch a dead body you're damned, and, if you rip the skin off one, you're an abomination!" "A-A man died trying to save my life and I-I-I was purged of the guilt of that by...by my belief system." "But you were making it up as you went along." "No, I-I just didn't want anyone to suffer." "I was trying to bury them." "So you mutilate a body and you call it a burial?" "Call it what you like!" "I'll tell you what I call it." "Concealing Dearden's body is a crime and that's what you'll be charged with!" "Now why were you messing with Bloom's body?" "No, no, I just wanted..." "I just wanted to keep Jimmy safe!" "You're saying that Jimmy was to blame for this?" "You!" "You showed him his father's corpse and it was that made him do it." "Are you telling me he kills Bloom because of that?" "No, no!" "The Chindi!" "It must pass through him so that his journey to the World of the Dead can be safe." "The Chindi?" "The Chindi!" "For God's..." "Bloom was as high as a kite on drugs, he was hallucinating, he had a panic attack that developed into a heart attack!" "It's nothing to do with evil spirits!" "It's you!" "You've been messing with these people's heads!" "I just wanted to save them." "Well, you destroyed them!" "Yeah?" "You destroyed all three of them, and Jimmy." "Let's go." "Come on!" "Come on!" "Come on!" "This is all my fault." "I couldn't cope, I tried to get through to him, I just..." "It's not your fault, love." "Look, come on, love..." "It is!" "We abandoned him, Frank!" "No, we didn't." "We didn't." "We did, we should've tried harder to..." "Why?" "They're gonna find him, they're gonna find him." "What if they don't find him?" "They will." "Come on." "We will get through this, I promise." "I promise." "DOOR CLOSES" "Is he in there?" "No, no." "Let her go." "KNOCK ON DOOR" "Hello, Jimmy." "I hope you don't mind me coming in, it's Grace." "Grace Foley." "I hope you remember me." "Mind if I sit?" "Thank you." "We've been worried about you." "We didn't know where you'd gone." "We went to the gym." "We saw Victor." "Victor said he could make it all go away." "Make what go away?" "The evil that had killed my Dad." "Your father left you this." "He was wrong." "Wrong about the evil?" "No." "Wrong about my dad." "'I saw him." "'The man from the Awkward Squad." "'He was a bodyguard, 'he used to drive my dad." "'He said that he'd make sure the enemy didn't get my dad.'" "I wanted to know why he didn't bring my dad back to me." "'Coleridge!" "'" "Coleridge!" "No!" "Stop him?" "'I followed him to a shop.'" "Please!" "'Then I tried to talk to him.'" "Where's my dad?" "Where's my dad?" "Where's my dad?" "What have you done with my dad?" "!" "WHERE IS HE?" "Screaming and screaming." "And he called me my dad's name." "How did you make it stop?" "Tell me!" "Where is he?" "!" "Where is my dad?" "I hit him." "I hit him and he fell over." "He didn't get up." "He didn't get up, he didn't move." "What is it?" "What's wrong?" "Jimmy!" "Jimmy!" "He didn't get up!" "Shhhh, shhhh." "Now I'll never know the truth about my dad." "Jimmy." "Jimmy." "Jimmy?" "This may help you know the truth." ""I have to tell Jimmy the truth." ""I owe it to him, and to myself." ""I must tell him the big truth instead of all the small stupid lies," ""that I love him," ""more than life itself."" "'It's me, it's Dad.'" "Listen, son," "I've been in a bit of a mess, but" "I've realised now that..." "I've not seen enough of you and... well, that's gonna change." "I love you, son." "I love the bones of you." "I love you." "Bye." "It's OK." "What?" "What is it?" "Your son." "Luke." "His name's Luke." "They've been trying to get in touch with you." "It was an overdose." "I'm so sorry." "Subtitles by Red Bee Media Ltd"