"Can that short, scruffy man take off his hat?" "Do you er..." "Do you see the man, Mrs Stevenson?" "Er..." "Take your time." "Well, he's not unlike No.4." "But no." "This isn't him." "The man who bothered me was better-looking than him." "And he was dressed smarter." "What's going on?" "Thank you very much, sir." "I needed that." "You did fit the general description, Jack." "Not quite smart enough, by the sounds of it, though." "One can't be too careful with these things." "What?" "Touching up women or acquiring a better dress sense?" "I'm not thrilled with the idea that there's a groper out there using my name to get his jollies." "This is an indecent assault, Jack." "Let's not make light of it." "I'll ask Uniform to keep an eye on shopping centres and supermarkets" " for anyone looking shifty, dressed like you." " Yeah, all right." "Oi!" "Thank you very much, sir!" "Hello." "Excuse me, madam." "Detective Inspector Frost, Denton CID." "I wonder if I might have a word?" "You'll be back on the terraces in no time." "I know, Dad, but I missed the trials." "I had a good chance." "But once this operation's done with you'll be 100%." "Then you'll be playing again, better than ever." "Right, Mum?" "First team or I'll want to know why." "Dr Gibson's just arrived." "(Phone rings)" "Mm-hm." " Dr Retnik's here," " Send him in." "Good morning." "Dr Gibson." "Dr Retnik." "So you're doing the Ingram boy." "Mitral incompetence, this morning." "Yes, Doctor." " l haven't seen the angiocardiographs." " Usually it's not necessary..." "No-one in my team is going into his chest without excluding other intercardiac anomalies." "Make sure it's done." "I need to see Jameson after theatre." "Don't take no for an answer." " Oi!" " Mm?" "These are different, aren't they?" "Simple Simon's?" "Right, Maggie, give that tea bag an extra squeeze. I want it nice and strong." "I've been through an ordeal today, I have." "Anyway, this blighter only uses a warrant card to chat up women of a..." "you know, certain age." "And then he says, "My father taught me to play the piano like this."" "Doesn't sound like you, Jack." "No, it doesn't." "You can get these." "Don't forget the sandwiches." "I wouldn't mind him pretending to be me if he got lumbered with my gas bill as well." "Well..." "There's not..." "Oh, my gawd..." "Did you get the ploughman's, cheese and pickle?" " Mm-hm." " And?" "Mm-hm." "Mine tastes like the ploughman's let the horse have a go on it." "You should have tried the ham." "Tastes like a dead rat." "It is a bit musty." "It could be old cheddar." "It's not bad, though." "Sorry to interrupt, Jack." "Nasty one, by the sounds of it." "Can't be much more nasty than that sandwich, can it?" "Doctor. I want to observe today." "I see." "May I ask why?" "I understood you were happy with my work." "It's just routine. I want to see that my team functions well together." "OK." "Sorry." "Please. I don't understand." "I'm not a junior doctor." "You could be the Queen's surgeon for all I care." "It's my team." "I will be in theatre with you today." "(Train horn toots)" "They began to get an intermittent fault signal at the control box just after 11:" "OO last night." "And it's taken until now to discover it was a body?" "No, they made a check at midnight." "But there was nothing visible till someone came on shift and checked the track in daylight." " No ID yet, I suppose?" " No, no." "All right?" "It's pretty gruesome." "She's spread over a fair bit of track." "Make sure you get all the bits, then." "That's your problem." "I'm a police surgeon, not a bloody smorgasbord waiter." "Yes, yes." "All right." "Thank you." "So..." "We don't know whether she was a passenger who was pushed... ..or whether she jumped." "All right." "Let's get on." " Are you all right, son?" " Sorry, sir." "That's all right." "The first time is not the worst, I'm afraid." "You just have to learn to deal with it." "No shame in feeling like that." "Get him to the canteen." "Give him a strong cup of tea." "Thanks, sir." "So you reckon she was hit by the intercity." "Yes." "Feeder trains use a different track." "The 2200 from London came through at 11:25." "It was running half an hour late." "When it went into the cleaning sheds there was blood and stuff on the engine." "Right." "So she was in front of the train when she was hit." "So she couldn't have fallen from a passenger door." "But she could have jumped from that bridge." "Would the driver notice if he'd hit something like a body?" "He probably felt a slight impact, but only if she was below the wheels." "He'd have carried her along the tracks." "All right." "Come on." "OK, it's none of our business." "Inside." "That wheel set in there is." "Come on." "If no-one's told you, this is a no-smoking area." "Do you do that at home, do you?" "Good boy." "(Knock on door)" "Come." "Ah." "Jack." "Mm." "Well, we haven't got him yet but we are working on him." " Who?" " Hm?" "Oh, we don't know who." "If we did, we'd nick him." " Ah, you mean the impostor." " Mm-hm." "None other." "Mind you, there has been a bit of a nasty at the railway yards." "Yes." "Yes, I heard." "Detective Sergeant Terence Reid." "A shambolic career with all the hallmarks of a washout." "Seems to have done a bit, though." "He's been seconded to us because DS Jarvis is on leave." "Oh, that's right." "He's gone to Barbados." "What's this got to do with me?" "I'm assigning him to you, Jack." "Now, with due respect, sir, I have enough on my plate without wet-nursing a no-hoper." "If he doesn't pull his weight, just tell me and I'll move him on." "Oh..." "Very well." "Oh, by the way, sir." "Anyone mention to you about the sandwiches in the canteen?" "No." "Oh, well." "They will, sir." "They will." "Ah, Trigg." "File that, will you?" "Oh, it's you!" "Well, you can cut that out for a start." "Reid, isn't it?" "Yes, guv." "You'll learn that I don't like to be messed about." "I also don't like to be interrupted when I'm thinking out loud and I didn't stop smoking to suck in my DS's filthy air." "Is that clear?" "Crystal." "Good." "Now, find George Toolam and get his notes on the railway death." "I will meet you in the car park." "All right?" "Goodbye." "I don't want any idle chitchat in there." "She's been sniping at me for days." "Sniping?" "You'd know all about that where you come from." "She fits the role of assassin quite well." "Has she got something against me?" "No." "She treats everyone with contempt." "Swab." "OK..." "I've got some bleeding." "Can we lower blood pressure?" "Erm..." "No." "Retractor." " l've got a significant haemorrhage here." " l can't help that." "Damn." "Clamp." "No!" "Move." "Swab." "More." "Suction..." "Quickly!" "All right." "Apply pressure here." "Here!" "Come on!" "Well, I don't know." "Something's not quite right." " And I don't like mysteries." " Why is that, then?" "She's been missing 24 hours and no-one's reported it." "And also... we can't find her handbag." " You want another angle, guv?" " What's that?" "She was assaulted on another train pushed off, lay injured, then the Intercity gave her a freebie ride." "A freebie ride?" "Haven't you got any sense of decorum?" "Not really, guv, no." "If we had more rolling stock, we wouldn't have these problems." "Bloody hell!" "Let's think about this handbag." "Supposing she was struck by the train down there and we found what..." "Well, what was left of her was here." "Well, then, her handbag could be..." "knocked anywhere, couldn't it?" "You mean another train might have snagged it or something?" "Yeah." "Exactly." "That's..." "Oi!" "Oi!" "You two!" "Where do you think you're going?" "What's he saying?" "Can't hear a thing." "Ignore him." "He probably thinks we're trespassing." "Police or not, you have to wear safety vests." "Drivers can't see everything all the time." "All right, I appreciate that now." "Next time, ask me first." "Yes, all right." "Thank you. I will." "Now, has another train used this section of track this morning?" "A commuter train went into the sheds for cleaning and maintenance." " How long does it take?" " l don't know." "He just started it." " It's still there, then?" " Of course it is." "Well, I would like to see it." "Ted Anderson's the foreman." "I'll get him to meet you at the sheds." "Anyway, I'd like to thank you for..." "you know... what you did out there just now." "Oh, God!" "This tea tastes worse than the diesel we get at the nick!" "You don't interfere with the instrument table." "You should know." "It's automatic." "Where I've operated before, I've had no instrument nurse." "You don't clamp unexpected bleeding." "I thought a clamp would give control." "Clamping in a pool of blood can be ineffective and damage other structures." "There were no structures we could have damaged." "Revisit your basic surgical technique, Doctor." "Compression, suction, suture." "It's just as well l was there, after all." "I'd have clamped him." "You'll have to wear these." " We'll have to get underneath." " Right." "Have they finished working under there?" "Maintenance come in after cleaning." " Are we going to be all right?" " Yeah, I'll tell them you're under there." "And can you ask them to stop the steam clean?" "Yeah." "Guvnor!" "Yeah." "There's something up here but I can't get it." "It's snagged on something." "I'll need some light up there." " What?" "Where?" " Up there." "That's it. I've got it." "Jesus." "Look at that." "Well done, Reid." "I love it when I'm right." "Woman on the railway track." "Obviously a terrible impact." "We've determined she's been dead about eight hours." "Blonde." "Age... 33." "Size 14 dress." "Name:" "Mrs Sylvia Carter." "You've been reading the canteen tea bags again." "No. I found her handbag." "She was a fairly good-looking woman." "You know, money in the bank, decent enough bloke for a husband, nice house." "On the surface, I can't see any reason why she would want to kill herself." "That's why I wanted to talk to you." "Her right hand was missing." "Well, you said it was a terrible impact." "Yes, but we found it." "It might not have been severed by the train." "Crude amputation, though, so I'm not sure what did it." "Meaning?" "It was recovered 50 yards back from where the train struck her." "Back?" "You mean behind the impact area?" "Yes." "That doesn't sound like suicide to me." "No, it doesn't." "Does it?" "Ah, there you are, sir." "Just the man I wanted to see." "Jack, I've had some anonymous complaints from the canteen." "Oh?" "Anyway, it's about the girl on the railway track." "An army marches on its stomach." "I like to think I keep our troops happy." "Yes, but those new sandwiches are bloody awful." "What happened to the Bakery Man's baguettes?" "Simple Simon is more cost-efficient." "Almost half, in fact." "It'll trim thousands off our budget." "That's not all that needs trimming." " About my girl on the railway track." " What about her?" "Look, I don't think that she was killed by a train." "How else?" "I don't know, but I think she could have been mutilated somewhere else, then thrown onto the track to make it look like an accident." "Appalling as this is, until we have proof of a substantial criminal nature, our resources are extremely limited." "What you're saying is, it's down to me and Reid." "Yes." "How are you getting on with Reid?" "All right." "Fine." "In fact, he saved my bacon this morning." "And I don't mean in the canteen." "All right?" "Yeah, we found the dead woman's husband, guv." "Oh, good." "Well done." "I bet he's got an alibi tighter than Mullett's budget plan." "Yeah." "Solid." "One thing, she attended night school three times a week." " What about last night?" " l don't know yet, guv." "You get over there and check that out." "Ask intelligent questions." "They are teachers." "Time and again, I or my staff have to go down and get a patient's record because the computer's down again." "It's surgical time wasted and it's putting lives at risk." "We're addressing that." "It's not good enough!" "You're stripping my staff and my resources." "Major surgery is being neglected in favour of minor operations." "We do our best with what we have." "Minor operations that help you achieve waiting list standards." "I'm under pressure to reach my targets." "You're manipulating waiting lists." "It's anethical." "And the internal investigation into post-operative deaths is putting my team under scrutiny." "I'm certain no blame will be attached to you." "I won't allow you to undermine my unit's work any more." "I've discovered something I think you might find very interesting." "CHILDREN:" "Hi, Daddy!" "Hiya, darling." "OK?" "You call me anethical?" "This is blackmail!" "It's going to look bad for the hospital if this gets out." "Come out to the house." "We'll talk it through." "We can resolve it." "Ah." "How did you get on at the education centre?" "She was definitely there last night." "Mm-hm." "What time did the class finish?" " 10:30." " And was she there till the end?" "No, she always left by 10:00." "She didn't like catching the last bus." "Right." "Well." "Well done." "You deserve a pint." "And just to show you what a good governor I am..." "I'm buying." "Oh, lend me a fiver." "I'm a bit short." "I don't know." "Bright young woman, everything to live for." "Who'd want to hurt her?" "Unless we've got some nutter out there, guv." "Yeah, I know." "You'd have to be a psychopath to do that to someone." "Hello, Jimmy." "Late shift?" " Is erm..." "Is everything all right?" " Yeah." "Yeah, he's doing fine." "It's just that I heard one of the nurses say there was a blip during the op." "No-one said anything to me." "He's absolutely fine." "You can stay a bit if you like." "No, I can't." "I'll get in tomorrow." "He'll be all right." "You'll see." "Cheers." "Dr Gibson." "I heard there was a problem during my son's operation." "Who told you that?" "It was nothing serious." "There was a little unexpected bleeding, but really it was nothing." "He came through with flying colours." "You're sure he's all right?" " Yes. I did the operation myself." " Thank you." "No need." "It's my job." "All right." "Good night, guv." "Yeah, all right." "(Sustained beep) Ingram!" "Bed five!" " You've got ten." " Pardon?" "Ten." "No, no." "The beans count as one." "It's people like you that make a mockery of the rules in this country." "That may be so, madam." "But you see, sometimes you do have to bend the rules if..." "Sir!" "Sir?" "Hey, do you mind?" "I'm after someone." "Let's not have any bother." "Come to Security." "Look, I'm Detective Inspector Frost, Denton CID." "Oh, I see." "We've had word about you, sunshine." "I should think so, too!" "At least we know the supermarkets are listening to our warning." "Yes." "But I can't shop anywhere until we get him." "Imitation might be the sincerest form of flattery, but we do have to stop him." "Yes." "Well, apart from me walking around with a placard saying, "l am not the groper", I can't see what I can do." "If he gains too much confidence, it could become more unpleasant." "No, I don't think that's his game." "He's not forcing these women into anything." "He's talking them into it." "And then when he goes up a gear, they squeal and he does a runner." "Well, we'll just have to stay vigilant, then, Jack." "Yep." "All right." "Oh, by the way." "I haven't seen Reid this morning." "No." "He er..." "He's busy." "He's taking the train driver's statement." "Ah." "What is it?" "Jack, I am trying to keep this unofficial." "Oh, my..." "All right." "Thanks." "Right." "What happened?" "The landlady said he came in drunk, smashed the place up." "He's in there on his own." "No-one else involved." "All right." "Good lad, Prentice." "Find the landlady." "Tell her everything will be fixed up." "Leave the rest to me." "Well, well, well, well, well." "Oi." "Here you are." "Get that down you." "Don't stay all day in there." "You may think that by knocking me out of the way of that train yesterday, that it entitles you to some sort of privileges." "No, guv." "I'm sorry." "No." "We do not watch the clock." "We do not get paid the extra." "But we do get to work on time." "Especially when the governor is out on the streets of Denton chasing a Dolly-the-sheep clone of himself." "Now, if you're ready for a shift, we will continue to investigate the suspicious death of Mrs Sylvia Carter." "Thank you." "(Crying and shouting) Where is she?" "Mr Ingram, please." "Something went wrong when she operated." "What did she do?" "What?" "He went into V tach in ICU." "We tried to save him." "We did everything we could." "She killed my boy!" "The bloody woman's mad!" "She killed my boy!" "Oi!" "Where's that going?" "No, no, no." "Not there." "Over there." "Right." "Mr Paul Hobday?" "Yes?" "I'm Detective Inspector Frost, Denton CID." "I believe that you worked with Mrs Sylvia Carter." "That's right, yes." "We hear you two ran this side of the operation." "Italian tomato bread and mozzarella." "She was in charge, yes." "And she got on well with everyone?" "She was a star, was Sylvia." "Yes, so everyone tells me." "Ooh, turkey with cranberry sauce and apple." "Mr Hobday, do you mind if I buy one of these?" "I missed my breakfast this morning." "On the house." "That's very nice." "Are you sure?" "They're out of date." "They're going to be dumped anyway." " She didn't have any problems at home?" " With Sean?" "No." "He was a lapdog." "He'd do anything for her." "Look... I don't know what to say." "None of us can believe she's dead." "Did she have a locker here?" "Right." "Thank you, Mr Hobday." "Right." "Now, we know that that's her front door key." "Now, let's see..." "This... must be the key..." "..to her locker." "There's nothing to get excited about in there, guv." "Right." "Well, that's two down, one to go." "I'd really like to know what this key fits." " All right, Pinkley?" " Mr Frost!" "It's been a while." "Yeah. I don't get to dine out very much these days." "Two cups of tea." "What about a sticky bun, Reid?" "No, thanks, guv." "Just tea." "I was wondering if you'd heard of anybody doing a number on me." "Pulling your chain?" "Bit of a chancer, wouldn't you say?" " Hm, not half." " l haven't heard." " What about Rollo?" " l'll ask him." "L1.90." " What?" "For a cuppa?" " For a mug." "Pinkley makes tea that locks your kneecaps together." "Which wouldn't do you any harm at the moment, by the looks of things." "I'm sorry about what happened." "Yeah, well..." "With a bit of luck, we might be able to manage to keep it quiet." "So... you're on Methadone." "Yeah." " l've also got a drink problem." " Oh, really?" "I would never have noticed." " How long have you been on drug rehab?" " 12 years." "Haven't touched them since then." "I usually manage to control the drinking, but...sometimes I can't." "So I take a few sick days and sort myself out." "At least you recognise that you've got a problem." "As opposed to this sandwich." "This isn't just a job for me, Mr Frost." "No, nor me." "So don't bring my career down with yours." "Do you get me?" "I saw the medal in your wallet." "Oh, right." "You don't get a military medal by playing on the swings in the park." "I keep it handy cos it helps me remember how lucky l am." "Some of my mates weren't." "It keeps a bit of dignity intact." "Gets me through." "Where was it?" "Falklands." " Who were you with?" " Paras." "In those days, battle fatigue was for wimps." "Some of us just drank more to drown it." "Oi!" "(Whispers)" "All right, let's get back to business." "Now, I don't believe that our Mrs Carter was on her way to the bus station." "I believe that she was coming back from somewhere else." "Wherever that was." "No, I don't get you, guv." "Well, look." "Let's look at the facts." "Here." "Where was she between 10pm, when she left the college, and 11:25," "when she was hit by the train?" "Now, if... lf someone knew that she took that route across the railway track, it's an ideal place to commit a murder and make it look like an accident, isn't it?" "Mr Frost..." "Always a pleasure." "Ah, Rollo!" "How very nice." "That's very kind." "Oh, this is my assistant, Terry Reid." "Er..." "Pinkley says you've been having a spot of bother." "It's not around here, I hope." "No, it's the other side of Denton." "Well, I haven't heard no-one doing your name down or nothing, but I'll keep my ear to the ground." "Thank you, Rollo." "Very kind of you." "Very kind." "I'll do what I can." "Grasses?" "What?" "Pinkley and Rollo?" "No, no, no, no." "No, there was erm..." "There was a rumble outside a gay club 15 years ago." "I happened to be passing." "There was Rollo and he got a knife in the throat." "I was lucky. I managed to save him from bleeding to death." "What, they were queer-bashing?" "No, no, no." "The other way around." "Pinkley and Rollo are an item." "They have been for 20 years." "Pinkley wasn't exactly overjoyed to see you." "He wouldn't be, would he?" "He's jealous." "Funny old world, isn't it?" "By the way, I've always thought cigarette packets contained a government health warning." " Yours don't." " l never noticed." "I bought them in a pub." "There was some bloke flogging them cheap." "You bought them in a pub?" "These are off the back of a lorry!" "Where are your brains?" "You're trying to self-destruct your career, aren't you?" "I'd had a few by then." "I didn't think about it." "Well, you can think about it now." "Because you can spend your weekend doing a pub crawl." "And if you can do that without getting too pie-eyed, maybe you can find this purveyor of illegal tobacco and nick him before someone else does." "(Knocking)" "Ah." "Hello, Jack." "I heard your pervert friend had another good day." "Yeah." "It's all in here somewhere." "It's only a matter of time." "They say perversion's all in the mind." "Listen, Ernie..." "Detective Sergeant Reid." "I've seen his service record." "I'd like to have a look at his military background." "Oh, come on, Jack!" "Not without authorisation." "You know that." "I want this done on the QT." "Just keep it to yourself, will you?" "There's no rush." "Good." " Monday will be fine." " Today's Friday!" "I know what the days of the week are." "I'm sorry it's been another year." " How was your weekend, guv?" " Terrible." "The kitchen is a war zone." "My bedroom is a magnolia jungle." "And to top it all, the painter spilled a gallon of white paint in the toilet." "I slept well, though." "The fumes saw to that." "Well, how was your weekend?" "I didn't find the bloke peddling the fags, but I will." "Good." "I found something very interesting in Sylvia Carter's chequebook." " Have you had breakfast yet?" " No, guv." "Which way?" "Straight ahead." "Neither have I." "(Siren blares) - l'd kill for an egg sarnie." "There's a bit of luck_ Get behind him!" "Go on!" "Give it some welly!" "is this where we're supposed to be going?" "No, no, no. I just thought it might be interesting." "WOMAN:" "It's been stinking since yesterday morning." "Don't you lot work weekends?" "We phoned yesterday." "And this morning." "That's a health hazard." "We could sue!" " Good morning, sir." " Morning." "Well?" "What's occurring?" " The yard manager hasn't got keys for this." " Oh." "Peugh!" "Dear!" "It's a bit ripe!" "Are you the health inspector?" "This is disgusting, this is." "Quite right, madam." "She's right." "Well, come on, then." "Break the lock off." "Let's see what's inside." "Isn't it a refrigeration truck?" "Not now, it's not." "That's been defrosted in the last few days." "I thought my fridge was bad." "There's probably a supermarket's week's supply of meat in there." "Oh, dear!" "No pork chops today, girls." "We'd be lucky." "Fish fingers, more like." "Sir!" "I'd keep quiet about this in front of that lot." "This is hospital waste, due for incineration." "Someone's made a cockup." "What do you want us to do?" "Stay upwind is my advice." "I want you to get hold of the hospital, find out which sloppy lot didn't deliver this to the incinerator and...pheugh!" "Get it out of here!" "Let's go and get ourselves an egg sandwich and find our way to Hedley Street." " Which is where?" " Opposite the railway sheds." "In her chequebook she's got four stubs... ..that are monthly payments of L200." " They're not the mortgage, then?" " No, they're not the mortgage." "Turns out that she's been renting a flat from Stenwood Property Services." "Now..." "Why would she be wanting to rent a flat?" "Right." "Key No.3." " All right?" " Yep." "She was very tidy, guv." "There's a double bed in there." "It's made up, but it's been used." "Nothing in the wardrobe." "A couple of towels on the bed." "She was tidy, our Mrs Carter." "I think she needed somewhere quiet and unobtrusive for her goings-on." "Stock quantities." "Bills of lading." "Return stock." "Delivery schedules." "This explains a lot." "So she comes from night school across the railway track, a bit of paper shuffling and hanky-panky, back across the tracks, catches a bus and says, "Hello, darling, I'm home."" "Her and Hobday?" "Well, I'll buy you a curry and a pint if you're wrong, and I don't make a wager like that without due consideration." "Well..." "She must have been making a short cut from here somewhere." "(Mobile rings)" "DS Reid." "Yes, Superintendent." "Yeah." "Yeah, he's right here." "Yes, sir." "Yes." " l'm quite close to..." " (Train horn blares)" "..quite close to closing the er... the Mrs Carter death." "Yeah, I've got a suspect." "Yeah, well, it..." "Jack, he's an old friend." "He's concerned and doesn't want publicity for the hospital." "All right, sir." "I'll go on my way back." "What's his name?" "Mr Bennet." "All right." "Thank you." "Bye." "Superintendent Mullett wants us to do a favour for a consultant surgeon friend of his at Denton General." "Maybe he's missing some body parts." "That would be a coincidence, wouldn't it?" "I'll tell you what I want you to do." "I want you to drop me off at the hospital then go back to Denton." "Find out all you can about this Hobday." "Then come and pick me up in an hour's time." "That'll show willing." "I can't offer you coffee, I'm afraid." "I'm operating in an hour." "No good having a full bladder." " Coffee's a diuretic." "Did you know that?" " No, I didn't, actually." "Thank you." "This is just a courtesy call, really." "Mr Mullett asked me to pop round." "I expect it's about the clinical waste, is it?" "The body parts?" "What are you talking about?" "I asked Mullett for advice because my surgical colleague didn't turn up for lunch on Sunday." "Sunday lunch?" "Well, I'm er... sorry, Dr Bennet..." "Erm..." "Mr Bennet... I'm afraid I don't understand." "Well, she's not here, she's not at home, her car's in her parking space." "Where is she?" "She's not the type to go off on a whim." "I see." "Well er... I'll fill in a missing persons report." "I could do that." "Mullett said you'd look into it." "I see." "People don't realise just how complex cardiac surgery has become." "It's very stressful on surgeons." "And she carried the whole thing." "I see." "Yes, of course." "is she under a lot of pressure?" "Of course." "Not that that'd get her much sympathy from anybody here." "Really?" "Why is that." "She's a stickler for detail, she doesn't suffer fools gladly, and I respect her." "Are you trying to tell me that...she isn't liked?" "Except me and my wife." "We quite like her." "Anyway, she's under a lot of pressure and I'm worried about her." "My secretary will give you the names of her surgical team." "If you could..." "God, I hate hospitals." "She was here on Saturday morning." " You saw her?" "No, I was at a seminar all day." "But here's her signature prescribing medication for a patient." "Oh, yes." "Right." "Have you noticed anything unusual about her in the last few days?" "Her behaviour?" "Anything she might have said?" "She had a very heavy workload." "Resources are not what they should be." "But I like her." "She gave me the opportunity to work here." "I see." "All right." "Well... ..thank you very much." "There was one thing." "Yes?" "What was that?" " Perhaps I shouldn't mention this." " No, no, perhaps you should." "A man." "Ingram." "His son died." "He was violent here in the ward." "He blamed her for his death." "Ingram, you said." "Did he threaten her?" "No, no." "She wasn't here." "I think it was only because he was so upset for the death of his boy." " It's understandable." " Yeah, I think it probably was." "I'm a clinical assistant, she's a consulting surgeon." "She said jump, I asked her how many hoops." "An awful woman." "She threw tantrums and instruments." "But a brilliant surgeon." "Did anyone like her?" "Not that I can think of." "Who reported her missing?" "Erm..." "What's-his-name." "Bennet." "Well..." "He's a bit of an old woman, is our Roger." "Still, you never know these days." "All this pressure." "Could she have had a breakdown?" "Huh!" "You've got to be joking!" "Could she have gone AWOL?" "Somewhere like Benidorm?" "Wherever?" "No." "She never went away." "Can't play God when you're on your holidays, Inspector." "Right." "Thank you." "Sorry I'm late, guv." "Got caught in traffic." "It's all right." "How have they explained the missing body parts, then?" "Hey?" "No, it was nothing like that." "Some doctor's done a bunk." "Can't say I blame her, working with that lot." "Blimey." "Talk about the caring profession." "Go right." "(Horn toots)" "Pull in somewhere up here." "Here." "Wait here." "Excuse me, is this the incinerator?" "It will be when I've fixed it." "The kiln's too old." "You get the refractory breaking off." "It takes days to cool it down." "When did this break down?" "Friday." "But don't blame me." "If they maintained it, it'd behave." "Every month, it is." "Can't go on." "Which company picked up the waste?" " That's Colby's, that is." " Colby's." "Yeah, they're on the industrial estate." "They should give them the contract permanent and shut this relic down." "When did they do the pickup?" " It was on Saturday." " Saturday." "Thank you." "Thank you very much." "Colby's on the industrial estate." "Double quick time." "Coincidences like this I do not like." "We had a complete cockup over the weekend." "Three trucks out of action." "We had to use a subcontractor." " They did the pickup at the hospital?" " That's right." "They made a total mess of things." "They left a truck in a yard." "Have you burned the waste from Denton General yet?" "The first one's just gone up now." "Well, shut it down!" " What?" "Now?" " Yes!" "Now!" "I'm impounding all of this lot." "You can't expect police officers to inspect every bag of..." "Well..." ""Clinical waste" is the correct expression, I believe." "I haven't got the resources." "And there's absolutely no proof Dr Gibson's been murdered." "No, but if she has been, there's no neater way to dispose of the body." "Time is of the essence, sir." "The press will have a field day." "We can't let the barbarians at the gates hear about this." "You've got to hold them off, sir." "They'll crucify us if they sniff this out." "If they stand downwind long enough." "Look, sir..." "If I'm wrong, there's no harm done." " l'm just an overzealous policeman." " What if you're right?" "Well..." "You'd better get on with it." "And I'll speak to County." "See if they can handle the press." "All right." "Thank you, sir." "Perfect timing." "I'm dying for a cuppa." "Reid, do the honours, will you?" "Well, Mr Hobday. I found something out about our Mrs Sylvia Carter." " You can't just barge in..." " Oh, yes, I can." "I think she was murdered." " What?" " Yes." "She may have been at college studying bookkeeping and management, but she was doing a bit of Chinese on the side." "Know what I mean?" "Shanghai accounting." "Juggling the books." "And another thing." "This is a very nice sandwich." "Not like the mouldy old stuff you tried to give me the other day." "Or the stuff you flog to private caterers for a bit on the side." " l don't know what you're on about." " Oh, yes, you do." "What happened?" "Did you get greedy?" "Did she catch you trying to take more than your fair share?" "Or wouldn't she sleep with you any more?" "Is that why you clobbered her?" "You're making all this up." "We found the rooms she used." "What rooms?" "You two had a bit going together, didn't you?" "She couldn't have done all this juggling on her own." "What did you do?" "Have an argument, did you?" "You lose your rag?" "What did you do?" "Wallop her?" "Then leave her on the railway track?" " No!" "No!" " Yes, yes, Mr Hobday!" "I think that you murdered her." "And I did not kill her." "And I don't know anything about these rooms you mentioned." "All right." "Look." "I was in on it with her." "We sidelined old stock to private companies." "It was her idea." "Get your coat." "All right." "All right." "I did fancy her." "But a couple of months ago some bruiser had a go at me." "Told me to stay clear of her." "I kept it strictly business after that." "Oh, yeah?" "Why would he do that?" "It wasn't because he didn't like the catering." " She was having an affair with him." " With who?" "Get out of the way!" "Now, come on." "Give it up, Anderson." "We don't want any more fuss, do we?" "Couldn't do nothing." "I knew she was dead." "But I couldn't let on." "I wanted to break it off." "Half a dozen times." "But I just couldn't." "And I panicked." "Didn't know what to do." "So you came to work as usual the day after you killed her." "That's pretty cold-blooded, isn't it?" "Not much panic there." "I didn't kill her!" "Come on, Anderson." "We checked." "When she went to college, you told your wife you'd work an extra half shift, so no-one's the wiser." "She comes out of college, you meet her, take a short cut over the tracks to the flat she had." "Yeah, yeah. I admit that." "So you knew she was dead but you didn't kill her." "Pull the other one!" "I couldn't... say anything." "If my wife found out, she'd take the kids." "I love my kids!" "And my wife." "It was just a bit on the side, that's all." "(Knock on door)" " Yes?" "PC Heaton has entered the room at er...17:21." "Yes?" "We've bagged the contents of his locker." "Shall we go to his house?" "God, no!" "No, don't!" "Please!" "When we found her hand... ..it had residual stains of a cleaning agent on it." "You know?" "The sort mechanics use to get grease off their hands." "You killed her, didn't you?" "Yes." "Yes, you did." "Now..." "just tell us how it happened." "I... I thought we were safe." "We'd gone that way dozens of times." "I see." "Short cut after a cosy bit of legover." "But on this Wednesday night... ..the train was running half an hour late." "Never even heard it." "Not right away." "And then it came out of the dark and hit her." "They'd switched the points cos it was running late." "We was on the wrong tracks." "It all happened so fast." "We were confused." "When it hit her..." "When it... I was still holding her hand." "I just ran and ran." "And then I saw... ..what I was holding." "Then I just chucked it." "My wife'll go spare." "She'll take the kids and everything when she finds out." "I'm sorry." "I'm so sorry." "Look after him, will you?" "There was no forensic on Sylvia Carter's hand." "No, I know." "There could have been." "He's not to know that." "I believe a full statement has been taken regarding the death of that poor woman." " Yes, sir." " Terrible accident." "Not only was Anderson sleeping with another man's wife - who died - now he has to face her husband." "As well as his own family." "It's appalling." "Mind you, there is one good thing that's come out of all this, sir." "Simple Simon's soggy sarnies are no more." "I reckon the canteen is now restocking with the Bakery Man's baguette." "A superior class of sustenance, if I may say." "Just goes to show you, sir... ..taking a short cut doesn't always pay off." "(Knock on door)" "Come." "Ah." "Excuse me, miss." "Are you the new catering supplier?" "Come to save the troops?" "Jack, this is Miss Redmond." "Press liaison officer from County." " You must be Detective Inspector Frost." " Yes." "How..." " Ready when you are, Superintendent." " Jack, it's Forensic." "They have something to show us." "Over here." "It was buried under a dozen waste-filled bags." "Let's get it out of there." "Come on, then." "Tip it. tip it." "All right." "Will somebody open it?" "I'm not here for the good of my health." "Come on, Reid." "Unless I'm very much mistaken, this is our missing surgeon." "Dr Helena Gibson." "We can't keep this from the press." "Sir." "If the killer finds out that the body hasn't been destroyed, we'll never find him." "But if we keep this as a missing person enquiry, we've still got a chance to draw him out." " l agree." " Thank you, sir." "It's a good hunch, guv." "She was almost toast." "Well, it's a start." "I'll tell you one thing." "I bet it's a long time before Superintendent Mullett has a home barbecue." "Blow some of that my way, will you?" "Thanks very much." "(Splash)" "Oh, f... for crying out loud, I don't believe it." "(Grumbles)" ""We are concerned for the wellbeing of Dr Gibson, and are seeking help from anyone who can assist us."" "Oh, my God!" "".." "Was a member of a fine team of surgeons."" ""She was on duty on Saturday morning but failed to turn up for a private engagement yesterday."" "This could make a mess of things." "She was never here." "You understand?" "It was her word." ""Her colleagues trust that she has not suffered an unfortunate mishap."" ""We are making efforts to determine that she's not been in an accident which might have left her unconscious or unidentified."" ""We are confident that with your - that is, the public's - help, we will be able to put together a complete picture..."" "Yes, all right." "Good night, sir." "(Doorbell rings)" "Detective Inspector Frost?" "Yes." "How can I help?" "It's about my mother." "Your mother?" "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have come." "My mother was Pauline Shelley." "Pauline Shelley?" "She died last year." "Oh, I'm sorry." "How can I help?" "Well... from what Mum told me..." "..I think you're my dad."