"Hello?" "Yes, go through." "Thanks." "Morning, Doc." "That's great." "Sam." "Peter." "Martin?" "If you'd like to come through?" "Alan Whyte, 43 years old." "Reported at 22.50." "Pronounced life extinct, 23.36." "Was he a known criminal?" "Why?" "The eyes." "A punishment for something he shouldn't have seen?" "Drugs?" "Wrong track." "Remember the woman we found yesterday?" "Helen Matthews?" "Mm-hm." "He was the boyfriend and the bloke outside was the husband." "..Right." "Best get on with it." "The body is that of a man in his early to mid-forties." "He's lying on his back." "Stab wounds to the chest..." "and to both eyes." "He's of slim build and well-nourished." "The hair is..." "The hair is brown and is worn cut short." "Well, THAT didn't last long." "I saw your car outside, and I thought, "Oh, he must've chucked her out already." ""This bloke who's supposed to be looking after her like Daddy(!" ")"" "Was he all up here?" "Another of your games?" "He's real." " OK, so what's his name?" " I'm not telling you." " Mr Nobody(!" ")" " He's real." " Don't make me laugh." "I'll do the PM first thing in the morning." "Yeah, mind..." "BROKEN GLASS CRUNCHES UNDERFOOT" "'Night, then." "Yeah...good night." "HE SIGHS" "TV ON 'In this hi-tech era...'" "Do YOU mind(?" ")" "It's not there." "Where, then?" "Where?" "Where's my photograph?" "Um..." "I threw it away." "You did what...?" "Well, I didn't want it." "You'll find it outside in a dustbin." "Stupid!" "PHONE IS RINGING I'll get it." "Hello, Trevor Stewart." "..Wyn!" "though I'll know more when I open him up." "Photograph, please." "And the eyes?" "They were done when he was dead or, at least, immobile." "How can you be sure?" "It's hard to stab someone there when they're struggling." "How d'you know there was a struggle?" "Extensive cuts to the arms... ..and hands, and bruising beginning to show here." "I'd say the murderer was trying to hold him tightly." "Like this." "Found the murder weapon yet?" "N-No." "Any thoughts?" "It's a fairly broad blade." "Sharp." "Pointed." "Can I get on with my work now, please?" "You made a real mess of his eyes!" "Why was that?" "I didn't DO it!" "I can understand you being angry." "He was having an affair with your wife." "He'd have seen her naked." " Did you intend to kill him?" " I didn't kill him!" " Why were you there?" " I'd been drinking." "I just wanted..." " Yes?" " I dunno." "To give him a bollocking." " And things got out of hand?" "Why don't you listen?" "He was dead when I got there." "I - didn't - kill" " Alan." "Stab wound goes straight through to the left ventricle." "I see." "That's what killed him." "There was some strength behind it." "Or passion." "..Yes." "Possibly." "The wounds to the eyes are very superficial." "They weren't about killing." "They were about something else." "Mr Matthews?" "As nice as pie, mostly." " Mostly?" " There's another side." "If someone's slacking or there's been a complaint." "Don't they say the quiet ones are the most dangerous?" "Thanks." "SHE'S gonna take it hard." "She loved Alan." "..Not like that." "As a friend." "A sort of father figure." "Her dad died when she was only 18." "She was forever asking Alan what he thought about things." "What sort of things?" "Football, what she was wearing." "He never lost his patience." "He was a really kind man." " I can't believe he's gone." " I'll take that." "HUM OF PLANE ENGINE" "Coffee?" "Thanks." " I believe you and Mr Whyte were good friends." " Where is he now?" " He's at the mortuary." " Why?" " In cases of violent death, there has to be a postmortem." " They'll cut him open?" "Dr Ryan, the pathologist, she's very respectful." " Can I move into his house?" " .." "I'm sorry?" "Alan's house." "I...was supposed to be looking after it while he was in Canada." " But he's not IN Canada." " I-I know...but..." " And it's sealed off at the moment." " .." "Why?" " While we make our investigations." " You mean..." "I..." "I can't move in?" " Not until we finish with it." "I've GOT to move in there." "I've got nowhere else to go." "Are you trying to tell me the two cases are unrelated?" "There's no medical evidence..." "Matthew's wife, then her lover." "There's gotta be SOME link!" "I can only go on what I see!" "You may be looking in the wrong place!" "Meaning?" "Take another look at Helen Matthews." "Yes?" "There may be something you've overlooked." "I did thorough postmortems on them." "All I found were tiny amounts of metallic fibres." "Take another look." "Is that an official request?" "It is." "There's a definite chill in here." "Open your eyes, Mr Matthews." "My client's tired." "Your wife and her lover planned to elope to Canada." "Both are murdered, you know nothing(?" ")" " I must insist..." " You've no firm alibi for either killing." " This is outrageous!" " Start talking!" "How are you getting on?" "Oh, OK." "Have we got enough to charge him?" "He's stewing in the cells." "We'll check his movements." "I almost feel sorry for him." "How's that?" "Having you on his case." "I'll take that as a compliment." "Afternoon." "CAROLINE:" "I want to speak to Dr Ryan." "She's busy." "I've got to see her!" "If you tell me the nature of your enquiry I'll make an appointment." "You don't understand, do you?" "I've GOT to see Dr Ryan!" "Thanks, Fred, I can manage." "Hello-o." "I'm Dr Ryan." "You'd better come into the office." "Evidence points to the husband." "He's not admitting guilt, so we need to make the case." "They're completely different MOs." "But the man's hardly an experienced serial killer, with an established way of going about things." "He's a jealous husband, acting on impulse." "Sir." "I've asked Dr Ryan to examine forensic links between them." "I want you knocking on every door, I want every witness followed up." "..PC Fawell?" "It might be nothing, Chief..." "Yup?" "What?" "It can wait." "Sorry, sir." "Right. .." "As I was saying..." "Did it hurt...when he died?" "I can't be sure." "I can't bear the thought of him...suffering, or...being in pain." "As far as I can tell, he died relatively quickly." "How quickly?" "I can't be more specific, but...any pain wouldn't have lasted that long." "..Can I see him?" "No, I'm afraid not." "Not even to say goodbye?" "Perhaps when he goes to the undertaker's." "When's that?" "Hard to say." "Just to see him?" "The mortuary's not equipped for public viewing of bodies." "Please!" "Fred!" "What harm could it do?" "It's not possible." "Now, I'm sorry, but I must get back to my work." "Fred, would you like to show, um..." "Caroline the way out?" "Sure." "Is this where you store the bodies?" "If you follow the corridor to the end." "In there?" "Go to the swing doors and you'll be back in the main corridor." "Funny job, isn't it, what you do?" "KNOCKING Yeah?" "Sir." "Just thought you should take a look at this, sir." "What?" "Crime 33/89." "33/89 means nothing to me." "A certain William Baxter, sir." "Stabbed." "Yes?" "What about him?" "That's probably not the best angle." "This one's better." "This can't be a coincidence." "The MO's too unusual." "Good work, Fawell." "'.." "Leave us a message and one of us will get back to you when we can.'" "BEEPING 'It's Peter." "Something's come up which I think could be relevant.'" "I don't want to..." "disturb you at home, so, um... yeah, I'll catch you tomorrow." "Thanks." "De-dah!" "What d'you think?" "Very nice." "I bought it today." "Suits you." "Don't ask what it cost." "OK. 70 quid!" "What?" "!" "I wanted to celebrate." "Celebrate what?" "The job!" "What job?" "The one I got offered today." "Did Trevor not say?" "The interview in the solicitor's office." "Remember?" "Wyn, this is fantastic!" "Well, it's just clerical work." "It's brilliant!" "Congratulations!" "I asked Trevor to give you the message." "It calls for a celebration!" "We're going out." "I'll stand you a meal. .." "I'm going out already." "With Trevor." "..Oh, right." "Come with us." "..You sure you want ME there?" "Sam, I WANT you to come." "It's a big thing for me." "I..." "I want you to share it with me." "OK." "I'd love to." "TREVOR:" "Cheers." "Not for me." "You've only had ONE!" "A toast." "To Wyn's future." "Cheers." "I feel like a kid." "I've got so many plans." "Like, I've done the job-hunting." "Next flat-hunting." "There's no need." "Man-hunting?" "You'd better believe it!" "Oh, dear." "Ah, pudding!" "I don't think I'll be able to manage pudding." "I'm going to have something very rich, very sticky." "Best leave you to it, then." "SHE MAKES AEROPLANE NOISES" "IMAGINES ENGINE RUNNING" "WOMAN'S VOICE ON AIRPORT TANNOY" "WOMAN SOLOIST ON CLASSICAL PIECE" "DOOR CLOSES" "LAUGHTER" "WYN LAUGHS" "Shall I make you a coffee?" "I'd rather have what you've got." "I'll put the kettle on." "Who did the PM?" "Um..." "CB Maitland." "Charlie Maitland?" "Just before he retired to the Algarve." "Morning." "Morning." "We were just talking about Charlie Maitland." "Is he dead?" "Last I heard, he had his handicap down to seven." "He did the PM on this guy." "William Baxter." "Murdered June 1989." "Knife through the heart, stabbed in both eyes." "We prosecuted the girlfriend, but the jury threw it out." "He was about to leave his wife and daughter for her." "I wondered if there may be a link with Alan Whyte." "It could be the same man." "Similar build, age, same mode of death...same mutilation." "What?" "I can understand you wanting to link Matthews and Whyte because of the motive." "I sort of understand you wanting to link this chap and Whyte, but what I THINK you want is for me to create a link between all three of them." "No, explore." "I don't like loose threads." "I'm a forensic pathologist." "All I'm interested in is the truth." "HE FUMBLES WITH HIS FILES Trevor." "Peter." "Sam." "DOOR SLAMS" "Peter!" "I'm sorry." "I went too far." "Mmm..." "Accepted." "Look, can we have dinner?" "Mm-hm." "This evening?" ".." "Yeah, OK." "Will you pick me up after work?" "Right." " Caroline." "I've been waiting for you." " I-I had to go to the bank." " Have I done something wrong?" " No." "We've finished with the house." " So I can move in?" " We took carpet and some furniture, but, yeah, IF that's what you want." " Great..." "That's great." "Thanks." "You're a...kind man." "So there's the sitting room, kitchen, main bedroom, and then a corridor to the bathroom and spare bedroom." "OK, thanks." "I walked in, looked around and thought, "This is home!"" "It's got a garden." "Well, a back yard, but there's room for a table, chairs..." "So you'll be entertaining?" "Yes!" "Will you be able to afford it?" "I'm used to living on a budget." "You're gonna love it, Sam." "Yeah, I'm sure I will." "How often have you seen injuries... ..like these?" "Come on!" "Once or twice, no more." "And how long have you been a copper?" "More years than I care to..." "Exactly." "There has GOT to be a connection." "There are too many similarities." "You're not saying anything." "You think I'm wrong?" "No..." "Can you speak to me, Rachel?" "I'm pretty sure Matthews killed his wife and her lover, but William Baxter..." "He says he didn't know him, but he says he didn't kill Helen or Whyte." "We've no link." "Peter!" "I'm TRYING to keep an open mind." "Same cause of death." "Similar weapon." "Same mutilation of the eyes." "What do YOU think, Fred?" "Or could it just be coincidence?" "I thought you didn't trust coincidence." "Well, I don't, usually." "But these are eight years apart." "Similar bruising on the arms as well." "Hang on." "Take a look at this, Fred." "D'you see?" ".." "I think so." "The pressure must've been lighter." "It's taken longer to come through." "I think we need a photograph of that, don't you?" "Right." "Helen Matthews." "Lovely!" "There you go." "Well, now we know what we're looking for, perhaps we'll get somewhere, eh?" "Thanks, Fred." "Other side." "Yes." "There it is." "Can you see it?" "Congratulations." "A certain detective superintendent will be very pleased." "Fibres results." "All three victims had identical metal particles adhering to their clothes." "Our suspect works in an aircraft workshop." "Aluminium?" "Very possibly." "The labs will be able to tell us for sure." "One other thing." "This suspect of yours..." "Yes?" "How many fingers does he have on his left hand?" "Great, thank you." "Mr Matthews..." "I didn't do it." "I'm Detective Superintendent Ross." "I STILL didn't do it!" "If I may, I would like to take a look at your hands." "What?" "If you wouldn't mind." "Yep, and turn..." "I won't be charging this gentleman." "You're free to go, and I'd like to apologise for the distress I know we must've caused you." "Thank you." "The upshot is we had to let Matthews go." "You look worried, Fawell." "Why did the pathologist miss the bruising first time round?" "It develops at different rates." "So what about William Baxter?" "Funnily enough, his pathologist DID miss a bruise." "They aren't completely infallible." "Still, makes our job easier, though." "Can't be too many blokes with six fingers on their hands out there." "LEFT hand." "RACHEL:" "Yes, it's on the left hand." "And it's NOT a bloke." " Not necessarily...no." " That man, what was his surname?" "Baxter." "William Baxter." "Any kids?" "A daughter. 18 at the time." "So she'd be 25 now." "HUMMING" "'This is the final call for...'" "Don't worry." "They haven't forgotten you." "She's not back." "Moving into Alan's place." "I've got the phone number." "No, no, it's not important." "Thanks." "Was it my imagination, or has she got an extra finger?" "You noticed it?" "She'll hate you." "Why?" "She gets so embarrassed." "It's hardly there, but not to her." "Are you sure it's OK for me to knock off now?" "Go ahead." "Enjoy yourself." "I'm going to the dentist." "Anything to skive off(!" ")" "I'll lock up when I leave." "OK, thanks." "Goodnight. 'Night!" "You two go round the back." "Barry, you go with them." "Clive, you're with me." "Keep it quiet, eh?" "Hello!" "Caroline!" "It's Detective Sergeant Speed." "D'you remember me?" "Can you let us in?" "We'd like a word with you." "Break the glass." "Check that way." "Caroline!" "No-one there." "OK, try upstairs." "Weird, or what?" "DOOR CLOSES" "Got your tape measure?" "Of course." "Are you celebrating?" "Yes." "What?" "Your new home." "You got this for ME?" "For us." "When we finish measuring up." "But it's REAL champagne!" "I TOLD them!" "I said I wanted the cheapest sparkling wine they had(!" ")" "Liar!" "PHONE RINGS D'you wanna get that?" "Let it go on the machine." "So...thanks, Trevor." "We aim to please." "'Wyn, it's me." "If you're there, can you pick up the phone?" "'.." "I've been thinking about this flat of yours." "'Do you think it might be better to..." "Well, to wait and find...'" "Well, there's no point in rushing into anything, is there?" "I'm gonna miss you." "Think about it, will you?" "Bye." "Bye..." "No sign of her." "Her car's not here." "It's a blue Fiat Uno." "I've got PC Fawell waiting at her mother's." "OK, sir." "I'll keep in touch." "Bye." "What now?" "Wait for her, I suppose." "I want to see Alan." "I told you before, it isn't possible." "I want to see him." "How did you get in here?" "I want you to take me...to see Alan." "I don't think so." "All I want...is to see Alan." "Then put the knife down." "If you put it down, we can talk." "I don't want to talk." "Caroline, there are regulations." "I'm not allowed to..." "Please STOP talking!" "You're trying to stop me seeing him." "OK." "Yeah, OK." "I'll take you to see him." "Your poor eyes!" "What have you done with his eyes?" "!" "I had to examine them." "It's all right." "I'M going to look after you now." "Just like you used to look after me." "D'you know what he did for my birthday last year?" "He flew me to France, just for a picnic." "Said he did it for the pleasure of seeing me smile." "Says I have a beautiful smile." "He NEEDS his eyes..." "Why did you do it, Caroline?" "I was so angry." "Why were you angry?" "He was... going away, just...just like my dad." "I couldn't let him leave me and not come back." "He might've come back." "If he hadn't been going with Helen, he would've done." "Is that why you killed her?" "I didn't WANT to." "..I need a trolley." "Why?" "Um..." "I need him at home." "I...can't be on my own." "Won't be long now." "He's cold!" "Yes." "Freezing!" "He needs some clothes." "He doesn't need clothes, Caroline." "He's dead." "Have you got something he could borrow?" "Would a blanket do?" "All right." "NO!" "He doesn't want to go back in there." "That's what's making him cold." "He likes it outside with us." "OK, yep, I'll have four of those." "SOFTLY:" "He looks peaceful, doesn't he?" "Yes." "I've never seen him asleep before." "But he's NOT asleep, Caroline." "You KNOW he's not asleep." "He COULD be." "But he's not." "He's dead." "Alan, who cared for you, the man who took you to France for your birthday." "He's gone." "That's not him." "That's just a shell." "And he's not coming back." "No." "Even if I take him back home?" "No." "I won't forget you." "I'm stupid and deformed and I'm ugly." "That's why they left." "My dad and Alan." "She once said, my mum, that if I'd been a dog, she'd have drowned me at birth." "I wish she had." "That's a terrible thing to say." "Best thing for everybody." "Look at me." "Please, look at me." "I can't." "Please?" "Caroline?" "In my eyes." "It's the only way you'll know I'm telling you the truth." "Caroline." "Look me in the eyes." "You can trust me." "Hello, Caroline." "My name's Peter Ross." "I'm a friend of Dr Ryan's." "I'm a policemen." "I'd like to talk to you, if I may." "I think I can help you." "Will you let me?" "Will you take care of me?" "I'll do my best." "VOICES ON POLICE RADIO" "Why didn't she damage Helen Matthews' eyes?" "She'd never trusted her." "Not like she trusted Alan and her father." "She could've killed you." "I know." "Are you all right to drive yourself home?" ".." "Yeah." "OK." "I'll ring you as soon as I'm through at the station." "I'm sorry I walked out on you the other night." "You should've said before." "Andrew Duffy was a good man." "He helped people make a choice." "I had to allow him his dignity." "I wasn't sure that you'd understand." "It won't be easy." "I AM a policeman, and I've got to deal with this now." "I'll come round after." "We'll work this out, cos I love you." "CAR MOVES OFF" "♪ Testator Sile-ens" "♪ Costestes e Spiritu-um" "♪ Si-ilentiu-um. ♪" "Subtitles by Valerie Maguire BBC - 1997"