"Well, come on, doesn't this feel like we're cheating?" "On who?" "On each other." "I mean, you're already in love - you love your work, you love your life, and..." "It's the same for you, isn't it?" "Yes." "It's the same." "So you said that you can't leave your life, and you're telling me that I can't change mine, so..." "So, that's it." "I wish I'd never met you." "Jeez, I think that's about the nicest thing anybody's said to me in a long time." "PA: 'Passengers are reminded that unattended baggage will be removed by airport security.'" "I don't wanna do the whole airport gate thing." "Let's just say goodbye here, OK?" "Say goodbye here, say it at the gate, you've still got to say goodbye." "We should just say goodbye, here." "OK." "I'm gonna walk away now, and nobody looks back, OK?" "All right, I'll, er..." "I'll call you then." "Just call me if you really want to, OK?" "Yeah." "OK." "Give me that!" "Daddy!" "Daddy!" "You should've seen Mum!" "It was amazing!" "What's all this?" "It was no big deal." "She saved a guy's life!" "Give me that!" "What are you talking about?" "What are you talking about?" "Well, this guy, he tried to take my bag, I couldn't hear him, cos I had my headphones in, but then he just came at me and..." "Are you all right?" "Yeah, yeah!" "I'm fine, but Mum was amazing!" "Are you hurt?" "She was so, so good." "I'm fine." "It wasn't as dramatic as all that." "Did you call the police?" "And it was incredible!" "She did karate moves like that!" "OK, can we stop this now?" "!" "Where did this happen?" "Leave it." "Leave it?" "We should call the police." "I said I want to leave it, OK?" "There's no need for this." "OK." "OK." "Thanks." "'Hi, this is Sarah." "Leave a number and I'll get back to you.'" "Hi, it's me." "Now, I'm calling you cos I want to call." "All right, I'm not calling out of a sense of duty or anything." "All right?" "So, give me a ring then when you land, and... have a safe trip." "Bye." "So she jumps onto the tracks, gives him CPR, saves his life, then disappears into the crowd again." "And?" "Transport police wanted to ID the mugger, who was unconscious, so they swabbed his mouth, but they got two DNA strands from the sample - his and hers." "And hers, because she gave him mouth-to-mouth, yeah." "Exactly." "So they separated the strands, and hers flagged up as being linked to one of our cases." "So what is the link?" "Her DNA was found on a murder scene 15 years ago in 1993." "Yeah." "So, I've pulled the victim's remains in evidence bags into the lab." "'Hey, it's me." "'I just got your message and I've landed in Kennedy...'" "Are you OK?" "Yes." "Patch." "Smoker's patch - I've got to kick the habit." "'.." "I'm so sorry." "'I miss you.'" "Er, let's go into the..." "Case Number 27B, approximately 19 years of age." "She was found by the London Fire Brigade on the 19th of August 1993, when they responded to a fire in a disused container yard." "Most probable cause of death was a single gunshot to the back of the head." "As you can see, most of the left side of the face has been destroyed." "Luckily the body's not burnt to a point beyond DNA retrieval." "A blood-pattern analysis carried out on the interior of the container supports the hypothesis that the victim was killed on site." "It was during the original forensic sweep that they found the second" "DNA sample on chains hanging from the ceiling of the container." "That's our CPR woman from the train station yesterday." "That's correct." "The original investigation was handled by the Vice Squad, because the area's known for prostitution, but they hit a dead end." "I take it they ran a profile of 27B through Missing Persons?" "Yes, they did but in that year alone, over 2,000 women under the age of 21 were reported missing..." "What an excuse, it's pathetic." "Young runaways who don't want to be found make the perfect victims." "So the owner of the DNA on the chains in the container..." "And that's the train station woman?" "Yeah. ..is either the killer or a witness to the murder of 27B." "I'd like to run tests on the material, this material that was found with 27B." "I'd like to re-run both DNAs across our database." "I'd like to run single nucleotide polymorphisms and carry out some stable isotope profiling on the bone marrow." "The bullet was never found." "No." "There was no bullet, no casing." "So their intention was to clean up and destroy the evidence - they'd have brought the petrol and the gun with them, so it's obviously premeditated." ""Unidentified polyresin." I was coming to that." "This... formerly "unidentified polyresin", or plastic, formerly unidentified because now it is identified...by me." "I did an enhanced PGC test, and I can tell you that this is a piece of videocassette." "Right." "They were making movies!" "It doesn't necessarily relate to this incident..." "Look, a chained girl, torture - I think we know what kind of movies they were making, but was it bondage porn or a snuff movie?" "Why would they go make a snuff movie and then burn it with the victim?" "Something went wrong." "Maybe they wanted to make a bondage movie that went past the point of no return." "Well, they'd have a snuff movie." "The emergency call was made by a 15-year-old prostitute called Rose Delaney." "I'll try and track her down." "This is the CCTV." "There's also the mobile phone footage, but it's being worked on." "So - woman, two kids, right." "Scuffle on the platform..." "The mugger ends up on the tracks." "She gives him mouth-to-mouth, that's where we get the DNA." "Is this the only camera?" "You can't tell whether it's the same woman..." "She jumped onto a live track." "That's insane." "Anybody would." "It's instinct." "The guy robbed a handbag, he doesn't deserve to die." "But most people would panic - nobody else jumped down to save him." "She doesn't panic." "No, because she's totally confident." "Call an ambulance!" "She knows exactly what she's doing." "She gives CPR, she puts him in the recovery position but then, the strangest thing is, when she's made him safe and when the medics arrive..." "She quits the scene." "She's got two kids, maybe she doesn't want them in the public eye!" "She's one of the few people on the planet who doesn't want to be on TV." "But maybe SHE doesn't want to be in the public eye." "It's a sex thing." "Or she has something to hide." "Chains, containers..." "Hello?" "Do we have containment?" "No, we don't." "The local news were already there when I went to get the tape." "OK." "I've located the 1993 witness, Rose Delaney." "All right, bring her in." "And we need this woman, her connection with 27B, and what they were doing with those chains." "OK, let's see it again." "There's only so many options you've got." "Chains is either pleasure or pain, isn't it?" "Or both." "Or both, yeah." "The Homeless Unit are trying to identify a young male found on the streets suffering from memory loss." "He told them he didn't know who he was." "When they ran his DNA, it alerted us." "I couldn't access anything, there's no Cold Case reference number for it." "Just a note." "To contact you." "You OK?" "Yeah." "This will get you the file." "If you can just... find out where they're keeping him." "OK, and what's it in connection with?" "Oh, it's a case I was involved with, way back." "Keep it between us." "Yeah, course." "Dad, did you see it?" "I just did a stepover!" "See?" "All ready?" "Boyd?" "Mm?" "OK?" "Yeah, yeah." "This is a good place to die." "A good place to kill." "You could scream your lungs out here and nobody'd hear you." "I'm assuming snuff movies have a kind of torture build-up." "They usually follow a pattern - the victim's tortured, raped, then the body's mutilated and, during the process of mutilation, the victim dies." "It's the actual killing that defines it as a snuff movie, yeah?" "Yeah, it's that last little flutter of life in the eyes and that's the "money shot"." "So, she was shot in the head?" "Perhaps by that time she was begging to die." "You ready?" "Yes." "Go on." "My God." "Poor bastards." "It's grotesque." "Look at these." "D'you think they killed more than one person at a time when they...?" "Please." "Presumably she was hung by chains from one of these hooks." "Here's the smoke damage where the body was burnt." "So the method of disposal would've worked if the fire engines hadn't been called out before the evidence was destroyed." "You bring them to a place that nobody cares about and then you can do what you want to them." "They get away with it because victim and place share the same social value - nobody gives a toss." "It begs the question though, who's worse?" "The people that make these movies or the people who watch 'em?" ".." "Hey!" "Hey, come here!" "I didn't lock the bloody car!" "My bag's in that car!" "Boyd!" "Are you OK?" "Did you nick anything from that car?" "Did you, eh?" "Boyd, for Christ's sake, she's terrified!" "What are you doing here?" "She doesn't speak." "What do you mean, she doesn't speak?" "She doesn't wanna speak or she doesn't speak English?" "She just doesn't speak." "Who are you looking for, eh?" "I'm not looking for anyone as it happens." "Really?" "I can always spot a Dad looking for his kid." "Police officer." "Hey!" "Hey, come on." "Now you see 'em..." "What?" "Take off that bloody stupid hood." "Take it off!" "I'm Detective Superintendent Boyd and this is Dr Grace Foley." "She'll be acting as your appropriate adult." "Whatever." "You have a mother and father?" "Why?" "A mother." "D'you have a mother?" "Yeah." "How is she?" "What d'you mean?" "I mean, how's your mother?" "Is she alive, dead, ill?" "Has something happened to my mum?" "How the hell do I know if you don't?" "When did you last talk to your mother?" "Is my mum OK?" "She doesn't know either." "Why are you talking about my mum?" "Why are you out there doing...?" "Boyd!" "Wait." "OK, let's talk about the railway station." "Why did you mug that woman?" "Of all the women on the platform, why did you choose her?" "I was... watching the cashpoint outside the train station." "I saw the girl use it and I followed her." "So it was the girl you mugged and not the woman?" "Yeah." "So how did you end up on the railway track?" "The woman, she pushed me." "She should be done for that." "If you're that feeble, you shouldn't be mugging people in the first place." "No." "She was quick and well strong." "So are you gonna do her?" "No." "Cos nine out of ten people would've left you dead on the tracks, because people don't care, if you have a mother who gives a damn, then you're one lucky boy." "What the hell was that?" "He shouldn't be behaving like that." "Well, neither should you!" "This woman then, throwing him on the tracks, I mean, what do we make of that?" "Well, if she was a prostitute, she'd live on the streets, she'd probably know how to defend herself." "Right." "Mum!" "Mum, you're on the TV!" "In what has become known as The Mystery Mum story, police today confirmed that the mugger was recovering but that they want to speak to Mystery Mum." "They have released the train station mobile phone footage." "If you have any information...." "Look, it's me!" "Well, only half the road should recognise that!" "I think it's time you gave them a call." "..570999." "Pack." "What?" "I'm going home." "This is so weird, all my mates are texting me." "Wait, wait." "Lore, stop!" "You're not serious, are you?" "We can't just run off to France." "Just phone the police and explain." "The phone's ringing." "Look, I'll sort this out from home." "And the girls?" "The girls' home is wherever I am." "Lore, I want you to stop!" "Stephen!" "Don't turn this into something that it's not, OK?" "Will you answer the phone?" "Come on girls, get a move on." "Hello?" "Mr Wilson." "It's the Head." "Yes, we're laughing about it together here now." "I got an e-mail about that young male you were trying to locate." "He's going to be transferred to a psychiatric unit." "There's still no name for him." "Will they let you know where he's going to be?" "Yeah." "They said they would." "Will you pass that on to me?" "Course." "What else have you got?" "Oh, yup, 27B." "The material found on her body was silk." "I've done a microscopy to compare fibres and a microspectrophotometry and chromatography test to compare dyes, and I'm having a problem locating its origin." "Where the garment was manufactured or where the silk was spun or whatever it is you do to silk?" "Well, both, all of the above." "Which means it's rare." "So where was she wearing it, this garment?" "Probably on her head." "Fragments of the material were carried with the bullet through the core of the brain." "What, so they put it over her head like a hood?" "Or a blindfold." "Because the bullet entry wound was here..." "Yeah, maybe a blindfold." "Came out through the left eye, so the blindfold would..." "Hey." "The girl who was mugged at the train station, I got her address and her bank details." "Her name is Terese Carson." "Where is your wife?" "Look, this whole thing is ridiculous." "Yeah, maybe." "Where is she?" "She's gone home for a couple of days." "Where's home?" "She's very private." "Where's home?" "France." "France." "Did she take the children with her?" "Yes." "Yeah?" "Is this recent?" "Yes." "Have this sent out and block all points of exit." "Have you tried to contact her?" "Have you?" "Come on Mr Carson, I could have you arrested for assisting an offender." "An offender?" "Excuse me, she saved someone's life!" "She walked away from the scene of a crime." "I've been doing this job a long time and I don't think that her behaviour is rational right now, do you?" "She walks away from the scene of a crime, she takes the kids with her," "I'd be worried now if I was you, but..." "She would never harm the girls." "Are you sure about that?" "Are you?" "Look, I tried phoning her." "She's got her phone switched off." "The children, do they have phones?" "Terese, my eldest." "And is that switched off too?" "Yes." "No-one upstairs." "So she's French?" "Yes." "And what was her name before you got married?" "Her maiden name?" "Dutana." "Lore Dutana." "I tried to talk to her but, you know, she's very highly-strung." "It's in their blood, you know?" "Yeah, I know, they're impossible." "Did she take a car?" "And now some good news from London where a mum not only saved her child from the attack of a mugger but then went on to save the mugger's life!" "This fuzzy footage was captured by a member of the public on a mobile phone." "Police have told us that they have absolutely no idea who the woman is, so if you know who she is, please let us know." "I'm going to look at the platform first." "Zut, alors!" "Let's go this way." "I thought we were getting on the train." "We can't!" "OK, this way, now!" "I've sent her DNA profile to the French police." "Lore Dutana." "Boyd, I've got Rose Delaney in my office." "The original witness, 1993?" "What's it all about?" "It's about August 19th 1993." "You rang the emergency services." "Yes." "Why were you down there?" "I don't..." "I don't really want to talk about it." "But a young girl was killed in the container that night." "And the fire you saw was started by the killer who was trying to destroy the evidence." "So you see I really do need your memories of that night." "I hadn't been down there in the container yard for that long." "A few weeks." "I'd just come down." "From home?" "You'd run away?" "Yes." "From Bradford." "So, how did you find that place?" "I met someone in Victoria Station." "He told me about it." "It's where they wait." "Train stations, bus stations." "Who?" "Pimps." "The ones who look for new girls." "So you met a man?" "Yes." "He called himself B-B." "He seemed like a decent guy." "Cute accent." "What sort of an accent?" "Algerian." "So he showed me the place." "There were people living there, you know, in the containers." "Oh, he had this line he'd spin to all the girls about how he couldn't go home and all that." "He was a revolutionist from the Kasbah." "He was just a dirty little pimp." "Was he around that night?" "He was always around." "Did you see him that night?" "I saw his car." "What were you doing?" "I was waiting for my 9 o'clock guy." "So, it must've been about quarter past eight when I saw B-B's car drive in." "And it drove off, then it came back again later." "So my 9 o'clock guy turned up." "We went and did the business." "'Yeah, that's when I saw the flames coming from one of the containers.' Oh, my God!" "I needed to get to a phone." "Mr 9 o'clock thought I was a nut." "But you know I knew people lived in there, it wasn't just an empty container yard." "Did you tell the police about B-B?" "No." "Why not?" "Because I was afraid." "It's OK, Rose." "If I was 15 and on my own I'd have been afraid." "Did you ever see this B-B again?" "No." "No." "The cop who was in charge, he found me a place in a shelter." "I got my act sorted out." "Excuse me, I'm sorry to interrupt you." "I'm Detective Superintendent Boyd." "I'm heading this investigation, I just wanted to ask you, if you don't mind..." "When you were working as a prostitute, did you come across anyone making tapes?" "Tapes?" "Porn movies?" "Well, I was thinking a little more violent than that, some... involving torture, you know." "No." "But, it wouldn't surprise me." "You know, most of the faces down there were kids." "Anyone could've done anything they wanted with them really." "Get on with it." "Close the door." "You seen the news?" "I saw it." "She's alive and on the run." "Might turn up here." "How would she find me?" "Same way I did." "She contacts you," "I want to know about it." "OK." "Course, it goes without saying, it you mess me about, I'll cut your balls off and put them in a blender." "Algerian." "The only thing we've got to go on are his initials B-B." "But, he fits the geographical profile in that the killer knew the area, chose the spot, had access to the victims and presumably had their trust." "I've done a snip and an isotopic analysis on 27B's bones and it's most likely that she's Arab." "Arab?" "I think the silk hood was, in fact, a hijab." "Predominantly, the Muslim silk worn today comes out of India and Pakistan, but not this one." "This is home-spun." "Meaning?" "Right, well, the Silk Route runs, well starts, in China, then runs to Pakistan..." "West." "Afghanistan, Iran, Iraq, westwards." "In 1979, this route was closed when Russia invaded Afghanistan." "Stopped it in the middle." "Exactly." "And this led to a rebirth of the home-spun industry in one area that couldn't access the global market." "So they couldn't buy in or sell out?" "No, the trade was stopped overland, it was completely sealed off..." "And that was?" "And that was Palestine." "Palestine." "She's Palestinian?" "Well, most likely Arab - she's wearing a Muslim headdress, it's made in Palestine, there's strong probability..." "This changes it for me, I don't know about you, but we've got an Algerian here, a French woman, we're talking about a Palestinian who's a practicing Muslim." "Does this say prostitution?" "No." "No." "The curtains are pulled." "Yeah." "Petrol." "Stephen?" "Agh!" "Sorry." "Mmm." "All right?" "Yeah..." "She definitely had an Irish accent." "And she was looking for your wife?" "Yes." "Did she say why she was looking for your wife?" "No." "How long have you known your wife?" "Erm, ten years." "I met her when I was travelling through France and... ..she was working in a cafe." "She got pregnant, we moved back here, set up home and made a family." "Does she work here now?" "She's been a nurse for the past six years." "Does she ever speak about the time that she spent here in the UK before you were married?" "Before?" "No, she was never here, she was never here before." "Sure about that?" "Yes." "We have her DNA on a murder scene dating back to 1993 here in the United Kingdom." "What?" "You said you met your wife... ten years ago." "Yes." "One of your daughters, Terese, she seems a little bit older than that." "Yes, she's 15." "Um... ..Lore had Terese before I met her." "Who's the father?" "The natural." "He's dead." "Um, I never really discussed it much with her." "She's your stepdaughter, that's a bit odd." "Don't you speak about it?" "Well, I was..." "I thought she'd talk about it when she was ready." "Are you OK?" "No." "My children are in danger and..." "..I think you know more about my wife than I do." "You know, this is so, so dysfunctional!" "I'm trying to think..." "We're stuck in a shit-bucket of a hotel hiding from..." "I said..." "Well, who are we hiding from?" "!" "The police." "I think they're looking for me in connection to something that happened a long time ago." "Well, how, how long ago?" "Before you were born." "So, what is it?" "A girl I knew, she was killed." "OK, so what are we gonna do?" "Give me a couple of hours." "If I can't sort this out, then we call the police." "I won't be long." "Lore Dutana was arrested by French border police in Port de Larrau on the 16th of October 1992 while trying to cross into Spain." "OK." "She was held for three..." "Hold on, hold on. 16th of October 1992." "Does that date mean anything to anybody?" "She was held for three days and then released without charges." "It she was travelling with a person of interest." "I said I wanted more details but the file is with Interpol." "I'll get onto it." "Shall I go and do a CD-FIT of Stephen's attacker?" "Please, please." "So we've got an Algerian pimp called B-B, we've got a... ..Palestinian woman burnt to a crisp, a French woman, Lore Dutana, who we now know has a file with Interpol." "And an Irish woman who's particularly good at improvising explosive devices." "Maybe we should call in MI5." "You think we're out of our depth?" "Well, a little." "So what is it with this attack on Stephen?" "Was she expecting Lore to come home, press the bell and blow him sky high?" "Taking a risk if she did, wasn't she?" "What's more interesting is the fact that she didn't kill him." "She obviously wanted him to suffer, she inflicted mental cruelty on him." "So you're suggesting there's a history between Stephen and the Irish woman?" "Or between the Irish woman and Lore." "Yeah." "Exactly." "Or in fact..." "Or in fact all three." "..all three." "OK." "So what do they have in common, these people?" "What's the connection?" "Apart from Lore, who's French, all the others come from parts of the world that are under military occupation." "Not now." "Ireland." "No, no, but 1992." "Yeah, except..." "Lore." "Who's French." "Turn around..." "Turn around." "I can find places for these two, but this one I don't want." "She is too young." "Get them out of here!" "OK, let's go." "Brahim." "I am called Alex here." "I need your help." "Why else would you be here?" "I need to be smuggled out." "I smuggle girls into the country, not out." "I know you can do it." "Even under normal circumstances it would be hard but with the police looking..." "You owe me." "I know." "I know that." "Look, is there someone else looking for you?" "I don't know." "What have you heard?" "Nothing... ..but they could be looking for you, you know that." "Yes." "And if they find me, they find you." "I ran some tests on Lore Dutana's DNA and while her nationality may well be French, I think her ethnicity is actually Basque." "You can tell that from her DNA?" "To some extent yes, the Basque DNA is considered to be a living fossil of the first Europeans." "OK." "And this is where Lore is from." "Bayonne." "That to me is France." "It is and it isn't - watch." "This is Euskadi, what we call Pays Basque." "It straddles the border with France and Spain." "Euskadi ta Askatasuna." "Meaning?" "Basque Fatherland and Liberty..." "ETA." "ETA, the terrorist organisation?" "Sworn to achieve independence for their homeland and for that they're willing to kill anyone by any means necessary." "The Interpol file on Lore Dutana." "Lore Dutana, who we now know is Basque, may or may not have been a member of the organisation..." "ETA." "ETA, I know, I know, ETA, yeah, OK." "..was arrested crossing the French/Spanish border 16th October '92 with this person of interest who is..." "A man called Brahim Haddou." "Brahim Haddou." "A suspected member of an Algerian terrorist organisation, FIS." "FIS." "We call it FIS." "FIS." "Thank you." "An Islamic fundamentalist group." "Now..." "But the interesting thing is the FIS actually won the Algerian elections in 1991 but the result was ignored by the military government and then FIS embarked on a bombing campaign." "Yeah, cos Brahim was wanted in connection with the bombing of Algiers airport." "When was that?" "That was, um..." "26th of August 1992." "They had him in October 1992, why didn't they hold him there?" "Because he'd been sentenced to death in absentia in Algeria, the French couldn't send him back." "So where is he now?" "Here." "That's bloody typical, isn't it?" "We get 'em all." "Yeah, he was granted political asylum in '93." "All right, well check with the Home Office and find out where he is now." "Yeah?" "So do we think that B-B and Brahim Haddou are the same person?" "Boyd?" "Who were you calling?" "I had to make arrangements." "Listen to me." "If you betray me I will get to you." "I know." "It's all arranged." "When?" "I can get you on a truck leaving the UK in a few hours." "Here is the pick-up point." "Don't go back to the hotel." "You're all over the news." "Yeah?" "The DNA sweep I carried out on the Carson home produced one sample that must be Stephen's attacker." "We ran it through the system and got a massive hit." "Who is she?" "Una Doyle." "Convicted of attempted murder and a member of the Irish National Liberation Army." "Security forces tried to arrest Una in Spain in 1992." "'92?" "Where in Spain?" "Granada." "It was believed she was travelling to Granada to plant a car-bomb outside a building that was to house a European summit meeting." "Una and her two accomplices, Liam O'Keefe and Sean Doyle, were intercepted." "Both men were killed in a shoot-out." "Doyle?" "Her brother." "Una escaped, wounded." "Sean!" "She was arrested in May 1994 in the UK, and then released in 2000 post-Good Friday." "So she's out now?" "Yep." "So, when was this shootout?" "17th October 1992." "The day after Lore was arrested." "You see what you've got here, you see your connections, don't you?" "You've got these people fighting for liberation, the INLA here" " Ireland," "FIS" " Algeria, and the Basque separatists, ETA, right?" "So what was this, one of these organisations was shopping the other or...?" "No, I think it's more personal than that." "I think this is the Irish woman, Una's, retribution on Lore for the death of her brother." "TV:" "It's time for our competition, it's called..." "Mummy?" "No, wait." "Who are you?" "Sit down." "You all alone?" "Where's your sister?" "In here?" "Ow!" "Run!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "Let's be a good girl now." "OK?" "OK." "Sit down." "Over there." "Come on." "Come on." "Come on!" "What are you doing?" "We're going to wait for your mother." "Sir, Terese's phone has been turned on, and we have a location." "Where?" "A hotel in King's Cross." "OK, let's go." "Wait, um..." "Boyd." "I've got that address you wanted." "Oh, thank you." "OK." "Thanks." "Clever girl." "Change of plan then." "Boyd." "Blood." "Don't touch it." "Leave it alone." "Sorry, sorry." "Hello?" "Nothing." "All right." "Here's her phone." "You know what to do with it." "I got your number from the TV." "Just a minute. .." "Lore?" "Lore?" "Tell me..." "Has she got my children?" "Wherever you are just please come in." "We can help you." "Are my daughters there?" "No, but we can help you." "Where are you?" "Tell..." "Tell my husband I'm sorry." "Lore!" "She hung up." "OK, let's search the hotel." "Get Eve in, all right, and, you know, trace that call." "Hello?" "Is she there?" "No." "She's gonna come looking for you." "She finds you, you call me." "What if she calls in her people?" "She doesn't have any people any more." "She won't harm you, she needs you alive to make contact with me." "Why would she want to contact you?" "Because I have her children." "Children?" "Yeah, no, nothing, it's just a little difficult for me to talk right now." "D'you mind if I call you back?" "'Oh, um...all right.'" "I'm in the middle of something with, um, Luke." "'With...with Luke?" "' Yeah." "'Do-do you know where he is?" "'" "Maybe." "Can I call you back?" "I mean, I want to speak to you but I just..." "Please, let me call you back. 'Yes, yes, of course." "Call me later.' Thanks." "Dad!" "Did you see it?" "I just did a stepover!" "See?" "Hi." "Detective Superintendent Boyd." "You have an unidentified male youth here." "He's in there?" "Yeah." "Thanks." "Go away!" "Get out!" "Get out!" "I hate you!" "I hate you!" "I have discovered that your wife is not French."