"The cop, did he see you?" "I hit him." "I can't spend another night in that flat." "Then we'll move." "It's not the flat, Elaine, it's you!" "What's this about?" "Something I think we need to discuss." "No, no, it's OK, it's Michael." "We were at school together." "What if it was someone from here?" "Why would one of her neighbours want to kill her?" "He mustn't know you were here, he mustn't find out." "Why, Liz?" "What would he do?" "Hello?" "Hello?" "She's better off dead." "Hi, I thought you'd stood me up." "Sorry, sorry." "I, erm, lost track of time." "Sorry." "Come sit down, come sit down." "I like you." "I like you, too." "Thank you." "How old are you, Peri?" "18." "Come on, Dad, you're not seriously going to ask my girlfriend for ID, are you?" "I don't want her to get in trouble with her parents." "They're cool with me doing pretty much anything." "Amen to that." "When does your mum get back?" "Saturday, I think." "It's Friday." "And she's expecting to see you at the airport." "Don't you want any?" "I don't..." "I don't drink." "Oh, are you an alcoholic?" "I..." "I was." "A long time ago." "A toast." "It took a while but we, er, all met each other in the end." "Cheers." "I'm going to take Peri home." "Keep your hands on the wheel." "Funny." "Bye, Patricia." "Nice to meet you, Peri." "Are you sure you're not out of his league?" "The list gets shorter when you hit your thirties." "You know you're not the first, don't you?" "Since him and Mum split up." "I didn't assume that I was." "Peri seems nice." "She looks the part, but she's a bit too immature for me." "I've had enough of girls, I think I'm ready for a woman." "Sit down, have another drink." "I'll finish off in here." "Seen quite a lot of you up here lately." "I like coming." "I find it relaxing." "Whose face do you see?" "I'm sorry?" "The target." "Who are you aiming at?" "Me, that tiny dot is my ex-husband's left testicle." "I'm just warming up, and he knows it." "Hey!" "Come back here!" "Hey, stop!" "Come back here!" "Are you OK?" "Will you come and check something with me?" "What's a "skank"?" "Derogatory term." "It's kind of like a slut." "Did they take anything?" "I can't tell." "You should notify the police anyway." "I'll..." "I'll call Detective Harper." "It used to be my biggest fear." "That something would happen" " I'd be trapped, unable to call out... ..and no-one would find me." "Suppose that's why we get boyfriends." "A burglar?" "If it was, a disappointed one." "Didn't appear to be much worth taking." "It's creepy up there." "It gave me the shivers." "Yeah, well, it's been empty for a while." "It doesn't feel empty." "You know, all her stuff's still lying around, like she just popped out for ice cream." "Where are her family?" "Why doesn't anyone care enough to clear it out?" "It can take months for an estate to be sorted out." "Young woman, she may not have had a will." "Yeah, I still think we're missing a trick." "If we're respectful enough, there's a story to be told." "It's a nonstarter." "We focus on the police, find out what they're doing." "Look, a woman died and nobody noticed." "I'm not saying it has to be upbeat, but there needs to be something that can elevate it from the obits." "What if she was murdered?" "Well, then we've got a front page." "You might need to back that up with a few facts." "Hello?" "Detective Harper?" "Hello?" "You didn't get a look at him?" "Sorry." "Well, I'll seal it up again." "But it won't stop anyone who's determined enough." "What sort of a person does something like that?" "An angry one." "It doesn't strike me as a burglary." "How would he have gotten in downstairs?" "The lock on the main door wasn't broken." "Communal doors are not as safe as people think." "Residents sometimes leave them on the latch or hand out spare keys to friends, family, cleaners." "Speaking of friends, I think I may have found one of Melissa's." "I set up an account for her." "I just wanted to see if anyone she knew might be trying to get in touch." "Good idea." "So far, she has one friend." "Yvette Parkes." "She must be under the impression that Melissa's still alive." "Do you have an address for her?" "It doesn't really work like that." "But you can find that out, right?" "Or we could send her a message - as Melissa." "Can we do that?" "Yeah, of course we can." "Go ahead." "What do we want to say?" ""Can we meet?"" ""Can we meet?" ""Something important to discuss."" "I like it." "I know, I'm sorry." "I texted you." "Didn't you get it?" "I saw some drunken rambling at about 2am." "I drank way too much and stayed over at Cathy's." "She sends her love, by the way." "Where are you going?" "Bed." "We have work to do!" "Oh, I'll get on it tonight." "Promise." "Am I stopping you from doing something?" "Me?" "No." "I'm under strict instructions to sit perfectly still and do nothing." "How is the baby?" "Yeah, active." "Which I'm told is a good sign." "Oh." ""Free tomorrow?" "Cafe Pace?" "11 o'clock."" "What do we do?" "Melissa says, "Yes." "Love to."" "There's something I've missed there." "Someone knows what happened to her." "I just want to find a lead, something concrete I can hand over, so they get off their bloody arses and investigate!" "Then I'll let it be." "It's ready." "Oh, wow, thanks." "'What does your boyfriend do?" "'" "Michael?" "He sells trainers." "I know, sounds crap, right?" "But he won't always be doing that." "He's clever... ..when he puts his mind to something." "Is it unkind of me to assume just because she's fat?" "Law of averages." "If it isn't her, you can pay for breakfast." "Yvette Parkes?" "Yes." "Kieron Moss." "What are you doing here?" "I had a couple of free periods, thought I'd swing by and say hello." "I..." "I'm about to have a phone conference, I can't stop for lunch." "No worries." "I'll find someone else to play with." "Go ahead." "Be a big boss." "Kieron Moss." "Oh, hi, Mark, how are you?" "Yeah, good." "So how many people are joining us on the call?" "Uh-huh." "Yup." "Yup." "Hiya." "Oh, hi." "Er, Melissa, Melissa, this is, erm, this is..." "This is Adam, er, my son." "Melissa's a neighbour, she lives upstairs." "Oh, yeah?" "Right, I'll..." "I'll see you soon." "Yeah." "'My God!" "'" "When did you last see Melissa?" "Couple of years ago." "We were in a weight loss group together, that's how I met her." "She'd lose a pound, I'd gain a couple." "We got on great, we had a real laugh." "I called round for her about a year ago, but no-one answered." "I thought she might have moved in with him." "Him?" "The guy that she was seeing." "Melissa had a boyfriend?" "I got the feeling he was quite a bit older." "Married." "Aren't they always?" "Did she tell you his name?" "No." "Which is why I didn't believe her at first." "Some of the women in those groups, they tend to live in a bit of a fantasy world." "They tell you about their great careers and their amazing boyfriends and then you run into them working in KFC." "Everyone does it a bit." "Did she tell you anything about him?" "It was a long time ago." "Please, try and remember." "She started mentioning him a couple of weeks before she left the group." "She said that she liked him, it just didn't sound right." "Do you know what I mean by that?" "Yeah, I do." "Then she just didn't turn up any more." "Usually it's because someone's fallen back on the pie, but..." "I had my fingers crossed for Mel." "I really liked her." "I wanted her to be OK." "Er, one other thing." "Did Melissa have a mobile phone?" "Yeah, why?" "I thought we had some bacon." "It was out of date." "I threw it." "Vid?" "He didn't have any clothes here." "We have no proof he was ever in this flat." "None of your neighbours remember seeing her with a man, or that she even received any visitors." "What if he wasn't a visitor?" "The guy that used to own my flat - he was single, apparently." "Richard..." "Wise?" "Webb." "Richard Webb." "Yvette said she assumed he was married, doesn't mean he was." "Maybe Melissa just wasn't sure about it." "Or didn't want to jinx it." "Sorry." "Hey, babe." "Are you home?" "Where are you?" "Upstairs." "I'll be down in a minute." "Go ahead." "I'll finish off up here." "I'll lock up on my way out." "You sure?" "You've been a great help today." "Thank you." "Good night." "Good night." "You're not ready?" "We'll be late." "I don't feel well." "What's the matter?" "It's my head." "My stomach." "Do you want to stay here?" "Do you mind?" "I really don't feel up to it." "I'll tell everyone you send your love." "You're going without me - leaving me like this?" "I'm sorry, I thought..." "I'm ill." "Show some compassion for once in your life!" "I want you to look after me!" "I'll get you some water." "Oh!" "Morning." "Oh, thank you." "You're here early." "Er, couldn't sleep." "Wanted to crack on." "Come in, I've found something interesting." "Found this in a drawer." ""Sorry." Sorry for what?" "For upsetting you?" "For breaking up with you?" "For reversing into you?" "Who knows?" "Someone had reason to send Melissa flowers." "Look, on the back." "There's an address for the florists." "They're local." "Oh, sorry, I need to take this." "Marie?" "All right, sunshine?" "Everyone used to fancy the shit out of you." "No, they didn't." "They did." "You had the whole sex thing going on before anyone else." "You were perving on me?" "Yeah." "And you knew it." "A little bit, maybe." "Do you trust me?" "Suppose." "So talk to me." "I got into some trouble." "I didn't know where else to go, who I could turn to, so I came here." "Well, what sort of trouble are we talking about then?" "All right, well, when did you come here?" "2008." "Two thousand and..." "Five years?" "!" "You've been here five years and he doesn't let you go out?" "I can go out whenever I want." "It's just not safe." "I'm going to be late for work again." "Here you are, take these with you." "I like talking to you, Michael." "Look, I'm sorry." "Morning." "Hey." "Do you fancy getting a beer later?" "A beer?" "Er, there's something I want to ask you." "Yeah, yeah, sure, what is it?" "Er, I'll talk to you later." "Eight o'clock?" "Thought you'd gone already." "Your dad had to go in early for a meeting." "I was jogging." "How far do you run?" "Three k." "Every day?" "Oh, when I can." "I bet you can go all night, can't you?" "Excuse me?" "You need someone who can keep up with the pace." "What, someone like you, perhaps?" "I've got half an hour before college." "I reckon I could teach you a few moves." "Do you think your dad would appreciate this?" "If he knew the things you were saying?" "Go ahead, tell him." "I wonder whose side he'll take?" "Marie called the office trying to get hold of you." "She didn't know you'd retired!" "Oh, I haven't gotten around to telling people." "Your brother." "Has he, erm...?" "Yeah, this morning." "About ten." "You were all there?" "The family?" "Yeah." "He had people round him." "That's nice." "I'm sorry, Len." "Sorry for your loss." "I understand if you'd rather be on your own." "No, please, stay." "It's typical of him to go first." "First to get married, first to make Sergeant, first into every fight." "He followed you into the job, though?" "Followed my dad, both of us, family of coppers." "Tradition." ""Lack of imagination," my wife used to say." "Jerry got out five years ago, early retirement." "Beat me to that, as well, little bugger." "He missed it, though." "The j..." "The job." "As soon as he stepped away from it, he lost some of his fight." "What about you?" "Do you miss it yet?" "What?" "Do..." "Do I miss being a copper?" "!" "Not one bit." "What were you doing with these?" "Checking how thick I am?" "You're not thick." "Some of the comments were pretty harsh, though." "Ah, now do you believe me?" "The old bastard had it in for me." "Still does." "Maybe he was just trying to encourage you to try harder." "Yeah, well, he's all stick and no carrot - that's Salty Sellers." "If that's his method." "Why are you defending him?" "He was horrible to me." "I hated him back then, hated him, and I still hate him now." "Then prove him wrong." "Show everyone what you're capable of." "Yeah, don't worry." "He'll find out soon enough he's not dealing with a kid any longer." "Since when do you go to pubs?" "Yeah, I think he's just desperate to escape the pregnant girlfriend," "I'm his excuse." "Ah, tell him you have other plans." "Why?" "Because..." "I don't want you to go." "Oh, come on..." "You know, let's..." "Let's curl up for the night." "Just you and me." "I'll only be a couple of hours." "Take him with you then." "What?" "Adam?" "Ye..." "I don't want to be here alone with him." "What are you saying?" "I find him intimidating." "Yeah, maybe it's a teenage thing, he's just playing a game with me." "Whatever it is, I don't like it." "Come on, he's a..." "He's a good kid." "Oh, is he?" "Because right now I've only got your word for that." "And you'll forgive me for thinking you're a little bit biased." "Look, Adam wouldn't hurt a fly." "All right?" "You're being paranoid." "Be good." "Yeah, you too." "She sits at home all day with nothing to do but dream up these theories." "She's up in that dead girl's flat like it's CSI:" "Surrey." "What's she looking for?" "Anything." "Clues." "There's nothing illegal, she's got the police with her." "She's just bored, all it is." "Yeah, pregnancy - plays tricks with the mind." "You've got a kid, haven't you?" "Yeah, a son. 17." "How's he doing?" "Adam?" "Yeah, he's great." "They grow up quick." "Isn't that what they say?" "Actually, in practice, it takes a very, very long time." "You never stop worrying about them." "Patricia?" "Patricia?" "Thought you might want to help me with these." "'So, your job - you deal with the police, right?" "'" "A lot of the time, yeah." "Do you have much to do with missing persons?" "I know there are tens of thousands of them." "Why?" "Do you have one in particular?" "Yeah, this girl I went to school with." "A few years ago, she just dropped off the face of the earth." "No-one's heard from her since." "You can hire tracing agencies, but that can get really expensive and don't expect a "thank you" at the end of it." "Yeah, it's not like I want to find her." "I don't." "I just..." "I just want to know what she was running from, what sort of trouble she was in." "Did you talk to the police?" "No." "I mean, I'm not a relative, so..." "Well, I could ask for you." "I've still got some good contacts in that world." "What, you'd do that?" "Yeah, consider it a neighbourly act." "Just give me a note of her name and I'll make some inquiries." "All right, thanks." "Hey, well, if you need a new pair of trainers," "I'm your man." "All right, I'm going to have a slash." "What's wrong with you?" "Drink up." "It's your round next." "I sat around waiting for him all morning, but he never came back." "It's not exactly top priority." "Which is probably why they put the old boy onto it." "He found this." ""Sorry"." "We know she had a boyfriend at some point." "Maybe it was just a quick fling, maybe he broke it off." "I'm not saying he's guilty of anything, but it'd be interesting to know who he is." "Do you want me to go and talk to the florist?" "I'll get a name for you - guaranteed." "You'd do that?" "I'm still convinced there's a story in this." "Get out!" "Whoa!" "Whoa, I live here." "I think..." "Whoops!" "You've been drinking." "Yeah." "Just beer." "Technically..." "Technically, it's not...it's not really alcohol." "Oh, you stink!" "It's not though, is it?" "Oh, God!" "You're going to be sorry in the morning." "Give us a kiss." "Come on." "Oh, Kieron." "Come on." "No!" "Mmm!" "Mmm!" "Come on." "Come on!" "Get off me!" "Come on." "Come on!" "Kieron, no." "Come on." "Kieron!" "No!" "Come on!" "Kieron, no!" "No!" "Kieron, no!" "Adam!" "Adam!" "Adam!" "Adam!" "It wasn't me." "Last night, that wasn't me." "Whoever it was, I don't want to see him again." "Are you coming back?" "I think you two need some father/son time." "Hi." "I was wondering if you could help me with something." "I need to find out who sent this card." "A name and address?" "I never give out personal details." "Unless you're with the police." "Picture ID OK for you?" "Pleasure to meet you, Your Majesty." "How far back do you want to go?" "♪ MUSIC: "Karma Police" by Radiohead" "Argh!" "Somebody, please!" "Somebody!" "Help me!" "Good?" "Michael!" "Vid!" "Vid!" "Oh!" "You OK?" "I thought I was definitely in labour." "Now I think I'm probably not." "Michael, this is Liz." "I wouldn't have got up the stairs without her." "Hello, Michael." "Hey." "She's Joe's niece, staying with him for a while." "I'd better get back." "Thank you, Liz." "For everything." "It was nice to meet you." "See you around, I hope." "Sorry." "I was just scared." "I shouldn't have called." "No, always call." "Detective Harper." "Where are you going?" "Food shopping." "We don't have anything in." "I could do that." "Yeah, well, I want to." "I don't want you going out." "Are you serious?" "You left me before." "Jesus!" "Stop being so paranoid!" "I'm coming straight back." "You're not going anywhere." "Elaine...get out of my way." "I can't do that." "Get out...!" "Don't look at me like that." "You've lost it." "You've completely lost it!" "If you're hungry, we'll order something in." "Are you certain they came from him?" "I saw the order book myself." "Have you talked to him about it?" "He'll only deny it." "He's been playing this down since you found her." "Now I know why." "Whatever you decide to do, I'd be grateful if you would leave my name out of it." "Of course." "And thank you." "Len?" "Just taking the rubbish out." "Joe." "Evening." "Back again, Detective?" "I thought you and your guys had given up." "We got a new lead." "Exciting." "Anything you can share with me?" "I mean strictly on a, you know, professional basis." "Well, if you can spare me five minutes?" "How long did the relationship last?" "Please don't lie to me again, Mr Moss, it wastes a lot of time." "It wasn't a relationship." "It wasn't even an affair, it was physical." "Two, three times at most." "Do you mind telling me what the "sorry" refers to?" "My behaviour." "Leading her on." "For not becoming the boyfriend that she deserved." "I suppose it was a difficult time, I'd just split from my wife." "And..." "Melissa was there, top of the stairs." "You know, no strings attached." "Why didn't you tell me about this before?" "I'm trying to build a new life here." "It's not easy starting over." "A new home...new relationship." "You know, the last thing I need is something like that hanging over me." "I know how this looks, but I'm not a bad person." "I didn't do anything to hurt her." "You didn't do anything to help her, either." "You were probably the closest thing Melissa had to a friend." "Either you didn't notice that she was gone or you didn't care." "We'll be in touch." "Thanks." "What's the password?" "Excuse me?" "No, "excuse me" was the old password." "They changed it." "I just want to come in." "Not without a password." "Rules is rules." "Do you want me to tell your dad about this?" "Tell him what you like, chances are he'll be too drunk to remember." "Please, I don't want any trouble." "I bet he hasn't even looked at you without a drink in him, has he?" "And why would he?" "I'm going to help him quit." "That's the plan, is it?" "He's going to quit drinking, you're going to lose a ton of weight." "Let's get one thing straight, shall we?" "I'm not going to be doing a second Christmas with you." "So if I ever see you with him again..." "Adam!" "Detective." "Back again." "New Tricks?" "Hilarious." "Do you want to hear my theory?" "It was a one-night stand." "Some poor bastard had a few too many, woke up next to a heifer, decided to put it out of its misery." "It's past your bedtime, isn't it?" "I hope you catch them, Detective." "And I say it in the plural, because it would've taken half a dozen fit blokes to bring that wildebeest down." "Don't push it too hard." "You should get the UV lights up there and check for come stains." "Cos what I heard was that the skank used to gargle every morning." "What did you call her?" "!" "Wildebeest." "Heifer." "Skank." "I'm arresting you on suspicion of trespass, breaking and entering, damage to property." "You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence if you do not mention..." "I'll get you for that, pig!" "I'm going to have him for that." "I'm going to sue the old bastard." "I'll make millions." "Did you hurt her?" "You know who I'm talking about." "Did you hurt her?" "Did you?" "Don't be ridiculous." "You're the one with form here." "Maybe you got so loaded, you can't remember what you did!" "You're not going to find out what happened up there." "Give it up." "If I find out you did anything to hurt that woman, I will turn you in." "This is my home!" "This whole building...it's mine!" "Melissa Young...it wasn't a suicide."