Silent Witness (1996) s15e12 Episode Script
And Then I Fell In Love (2)
I thought the door was locked, but she ran.
What is it you're so scared of, Shannon? He's gonna find me.
Make sure she knows I'm worried about her.
Get her something nice, something pretty.
Shannon Kelly is 15 years old, and we suspect she was sexually abused.
I didn't know where to go.
MAN: This is the new girl.
When do I get to meet her? She's not ready yet.
She got a girlfriend? Yeah, of course.
I'm here about a death, last night.
Body was found collapsed in the street.
Tattooed man was riddled with strep, but so high on Oxycodone, he wouldn't have even fell ill until he died where he dropped.
This is DI Vickers.
I need Professor Dalton to attend a crime scene immediately.
If she was in a suitcase, she could be from anywhere.
Why don't you just come out and say it? Did you have sexual relations with your stepdaughter, Shannon Kelly? She's young, she's white, she's 14, she's 50 pounds.
Umar, open the door! (Sobs) Body's still inside.
It's a young girl.
Amy, I really need to speak to you.
Please, please get in touch.
(Camera shutter snaps) (Telephone rings) Minicabs.
Is she dead? Theme music ARABIC MUSIC (Telephone rings) Where were you? Where were you? Where were you? I was tired.
There was no-one there, fam You were meant to look after things.
Umar, Umar! Why you stressing the man for, fam? It was a mistake, yeah, that's it.
That's it? That's it? That's it, man.
Why are you stressing over some white girl for? They ain't got no respect, so why are you stressing the man for? We didn't do nothing to her.
Probably did it herself, probably trying to smoke a rock.
Kamran did nothing.
At the end of the day, fam, she did that shit to herself, bruv.
Which terminal? That's what happened, yeah? No comeback to us, innit? I'm sorry.
Driver will be waiting for you in arrivals.
No, no problem.
OK.
Ah! Umar! Umar! Huh? HUH? I liked her.
Shannon Kelly can make trouble for us.
She tells somebody a story, somebody believes her.
She ain't gonna say nothing.
You better hope he's right.
Yeah.
Terminal Three to Sindlesham.
Where is Sindlesham? Oh! Amy has a message .
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from Shannon.
AMY'S VOICE: "Hey, where are ya? Do you want to hook up? I've got so much to tell you.
I've been trying to get hold of you for ages, where have you gone?" SHANNON: "I'm in hospital.
St Jacobs.
I can't have visitors at the moment.
I'll let you know when I can.
Don't tell anyone, OK? I don't want my parents to find out.
" (Message tone) Kamran.
Yo, Kamran! She's still in the hospital.
So this time, you go there and you make sure she knows we are thinking about her.
I wanted to make sure you were alright.
I want to understand, you know, so that I can help.
OK, well, I'll check in with you later.
(Quietly cries) Did you talk to Shannon Kelly? No, I went to see her.
Epic fail.
Didn't want to speak to you? Did you ever want to run away as a child? No, I was more a fan of confrontation.
I see them in the street sometimes and I get the good Samaritan complex, and want to help them get home.
What makes you think that going home would make her safe? Nothing.
Where was Shannon knocked down? Near the airport.
And where was she running from? Here.
She ran across the street.
About 500 yards away.
From where? From where Johnny Dear was found.
They both had serious strep infections.
I should probably inform the health protection agency.
What are these? I think they're head lice.
I'm having them tested for confirmation.
Do lice get confirmed? (Laughs) Where are they from? Suitcase girl.
Ah.
You won't get very far with head lice.
They're ubiquitous, I'm afraid.
I might.
You never know.
I do, you won't.
Waste of effort.
It must be hard being right all the time.
Mm, it's a burden.
And what is that, I wonder? Nothing.
They would be dead.
Of course, but it did cross my mind that I might have caught them from Shannon when she came to the flat.
Oh, Shannon had lice, did she? She might have.
Actually in the flat? Obviously, I hope not.
Probably used my hairbrush and everything.
MAN: Nikki? Yeah? Girl in the suitcase.
I've just spoken to Vickers and the DNA has come back.
There is no match on the database.
Interpol? Nothing.
But Vickers has authorised funds to model her head to help with identification You alright? Yeah, nothing.
What's this? Nothing.
We found strep in our tattooed man, Johnny Dear, and the girl that Nikki helped.
What girl? The girl who was running away at the RTA, she came to Nikki's flat.
She came to your flat? Yeah.
She had scarlet fever, strep infection.
They're connected by time of incubation and loosely connected geographically, by about 500 yards.
The police found Johnny Dear's body here? Yeah.
The flat that burned down, young girl that was asphyxiated .
.
was there.
What time did he die? I thought maybe he was heading down to the bus station to catch a night bus.
Let's take a look up here.
He had partially digested chips in his stomach.
Maybe you should ask DI Vickers to take a look at that.
Yeah.
Where's the flat? Up here.
Let's go scrub up.
Excuse me, young man! You can't go in to see her just now.
I'll put them in a vase and show them to her later.
Thanks.
(Screams) (Glass smashes) Shh, it's OK! It's OK! (Screams) Leo? Fibres.
Your stepfather denies the sexual abuse allegation you made on your profile wall.
(Laughs) Like I'm gonna put that on my wall? Abdul's got nothing to do with anything.
I got fraped, you stupid bitch.
Who are you afraid of? Come on, Shannon! How can I help you if you won't talk to me? You can't help me.
There's only one way out of this.
She died of smoke inhalation.
DNA is being run now.
The smoke alarm batteries were dead.
The window was locked.
Double-glazed.
The door to the room was locked.
No evidence of a key.
She was locked inside the room? Well, that's murder.
Was she inebriated? Her blood showed a high concentration of Oxycodone.
The tattooed man, Johnny Dear Yeah, same as him.
It's become the fashionable drug of abuse.
She also had high levels of crack.
Well, she was smoking, a rock of crack cocaine, collapses.
The rock falls and ignites the bedclothes.
The fire inspectors say the fire started on the bedclothes and radiated from there.
The nylon from the carpet fused with the skin on her cheek.
She would've been lying on her front with her right cheekbone pressed against the floor, desperately trying to breathe through a gap at the bottom of the door.
It's hardly the actions of a suicide.
Leo, the fibres we found on Johnny Dear's body match the carpet fibres from that room.
He was in that room sometime before he died.
Who owned the building? Limited company, buy-to-let.
There's no evidence that she lived there.
So she doesn't live there.
She's locked inside the room.
She's on drugs.
Johnny Dear has the same painkillers in his system.
He's got the same fibres on his body.
I did find this dried film on her thigh.
I'm still waiting on the lab, but if we speculate that this film is lubrication .
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and these are condoms She was a prostitute? Was Johnny Dear the client or the pimp? Johnny Dear was from Burnley.
You can place him in the room, but we can't place him with the girl.
Do you know what really bothers me? She didn't have any shoes.
The girl in the suitcase? Yes, or something resembling her.
I did find something that might be useful in helping to identify where the body came from.
Pediculus capitus.
Head lice.
Impressive.
I studied Latin.
They were dead, but clinging to the hair follicles.
How's this helpful? Head lice in Britain have developed a resistance to Malathion, the active ingredient in most head lice treatments.
A very demonstrable resistance, which we were able to measure.
Malathion was banned in Europe until last year, so I can't be certain, but I'd guess that the lice we found are British.
Perhaps they infected the deceased after she was in the suitcase.
The plastic wrap would have been a barrier.
Lice live off blood and die within 48 hours without it.
On balance, you're saying she never travelled anywhere.
Not unless you believe in heaven.
Do we have a cause of death? Not yet.
If we work on the assumption that she is British, then perhaps you should extend the DNA search to familial matches.
See if you get a manageable amount of hits.
(Telephone rings) Can you email me a copy of this right away? Mm-hmm.
I'm going to go to the headmaster of every secondary school in the country.
Hang on a second.
Nikki? DS Masood.
She won't talk to me.
What makes you think she'll talk to me if she hasn't wanted to so far? Desperation.
Yours or hers? Hi.
OK, don't talk to me.
It's OK, there are hundreds of other people queuing up outside waiting to be nice to you.
What's it matter to you? Oh, come on, Shannon.
I thought I could trust you.
Oh, that was just stupid, wasn't it? I took one look at you and saw that if I didn't get antibiotics in you straight away, you were on your way to necrotising fasciitis.
And I've just seen a case in a dead man.
He was covered in tattoos, all over him.
I've never seen anything like it.
What, and he was dead? You must have done a pretty good job.
I'm a pathologist, Shannon.
I deal with dead people every day.
You are the exception.
Am I? You know, he had the same strep infection as you have.
And just so you know, it becomes sores that never heal, and the flesh begins to ooze pus and dies.
And in order to save your life, they might have to cut off a leg or an arm, or you can get brain damage, and then you would live your life strapped in a chair, with some bored disinterested person shovelling food down your throat every day.
That's your reality.
That's a kind of living death, and I shopped you.
I did.
For the same reason that I gave you mouth-to-mouth on the street, and that I stayed with you until you went to hospital.
That was me.
That was the person that you can't trust.
Wait.
Sorry.
Knickerbocker glory.
My man! Ah! For the hottest girls in London, innit? Something for you to wear when you go clubbing tomorrow night.
'Cause we gonna party, hearty, baby.
Pretty much.
Make sure you girls have got the same dresses there.
You girls are gonna look proper old, you know? Grown up.
Only the best for my girls, yeah? The best will not rest until they're on your chest.
(Laughs) I've done bad things.
If my mum found out, she would be so hurt.
I mean, they said I could go to prison.
You won't go to prison.
Is there a reason you can't go home? She'll never forgive me.
My stepdad's gonna throw me out.
I mean, it's pointless.
It wasn't supposed to be like this.
I fell in love.
Come on, you don't have to be afraid.
You don't understand.
I just really wanted them to like me.
(Whispers) I just fell in love.
Who with? And they're gonna hurt me.
I mean, they already know where I am.
He came into my room.
How do they know that you're here? I don't know.
Have you told anyone that you're in the hospital? Family? No.
Friends? I told my friend, Amy.
Amy.
Who's Amy? She's just a friend.
Well, could she have told them? I told her not to say anything.
She sent me a message and I said I was in hospital, and couldn't see anyone.
It was a private message.
It wasn't on her wall.
What was her name again? Amy Chester.
And you can trust her? Yeah.
Can you show me the message? What is it? Her name is Amy Chester.
She and Shannon Kelly were good friends.
They'd known each other since primary school, and they went to dance classes together in their Both Amy's message and Shannon's response were sent after Amy had died in the fire.
They fraped her profile.
Posed as Amy and sent Shannon a message to find out where she was.
That's how they posted the sexual abuse allegation against Abdul Aziz, her stepfather.
Who is 'they'? Shannon won't tell me.
Then how can anyone help her, then? She's afraid of what they might do.
And what does she think 'they' might do? Are we sure there is a 'they'? I've asked the nurses to keep a close eye on her, because I guess I'm worried she might consider suicide.
There was something that she said.
'Only one way out for me.
' They can't hurt her if she's dead, can they? Think we're pretty sure there is a 'they'.
That's very melodramatic.
Have you had an empathy bypass? They can't hurt her if she's dead .
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so kill her.
It really wouldn't be normal policy.
(Doorbell rings) Mrs Kelly? Yes? Do you have a daughter called Shannon? She's scared.
She's scared of something or someone.
Could she be scared of her stepfather? No, of course not! She's scared to come home.
She doesn't have to be scared.
It's none of my business.
I understand that and I apologise.
She doesn't have to be scared.
She's alone and um I think she needs her mum.
She's my girl and I'll do anything for her.
She just wouldn't listen.
Please? Just tell me where she is.
She could still be contagious.
Mum.
Oh, thank God.
Thank God.
I've prayed for this, thank God.
I love you, Mum.
I love you so much.
I love you.
I love you so much.
What I'm saying though is cracking! Banging! When we go to that club tonight, you're gonna be dancing.
You're gonna be shaking it, gonna be shaking it.
Now, imagine who's gonna be on that.
(Both girls laugh) Bangin'.
Bang-in'! Uh.
Boys are gonna be hitting on you.
I don't want nothing to happen to you.
It's best you take precautions.
You on the pill? Been thinking about it.
Yeah? No.
No? Oh! You know, the pill's good.
Makes your titties bigger.
(Makes quacking sound) They give you everything you need in there for free.
Pills, the morning after pill, condoms.
Just go in there, they ask for your name, you give them a fake one.
Who's gonna know? You OK, Hannah? Yeah! Yeah.
Come on then, get out! White whores, man.
Don't look so surprised, Younis.
It's how they're raised.
(Doorbell rings) I'm sorry.
I was doing my job.
I was trying to protect your daughter, and we had to pursue every possibility.
That includes the allegations made against you that we now know to be untrue.
These men who Shannon's afraid of.
You believe they work for a minicab firm.
Can you give us the name My daughter's home.
She's safe.
And she's asked me to just forget everything that's happened, so that's exactly what I'm gonna do.
Forget.
Go in tight on the ventricle.
Can you get Professor Dalton in? Yes.
Arrhythmic Right Ventricular Dysplasia.
It's not what I expected.
She died of natural causes.
A broken heart.
She wasn't murdered.
So why was she in a suitcase? There were no other marks, no indentations.
No signs of heavy blows.
This is the cause of death.
Her name is Megan Reid.
She left school unexpectedly just before her GCSEs.
She was very popular, well-respected and liked by her peers.
It's uncanny.
She had problems at home.
Her mother wrote to the school, said she'd left.
Shannon Kelly went to the same school.
Megan Reid's father worked in Flight Deck Catering for nine years.
Senior Operations Manager with access to the secure areas of the airport, including left luggage.
He quit his job five months ago, just after his daughter disappeared.
Vernon? What? He's just coming.
We'd like to take a DNA sample from you and your husband, if that's OK.
Oh, no.
Oh, God, you've found something.
We hope to rule her out.
Yes.
Why did your daughter run away? She and her father, I guess they were too similar.
They fought.
Fought? They argued.
Over? Boys.
He didn't like her friends.
Why? Pakis.
He didn't like their ethnic origin? No, he didn't like them because they gave our daughter drugs.
Can I help you? Yeah, um We're looking for Shannon Kelly.
I'm sorry.
Shannon Kelly has passed away.
She's dead? I'm afraid so.
Detective Sergeant Masood, please.
I've been waiting for you to come.
You've found her? They don't know.
They need to take our DNA.
Can you open your mouth? Thanks.
It might not be her.
Dr Alexander made a computer image that was identified by Megan's former Head Teacher.
We found her body in a suitcase.
(Sobs) Oh, no.
How did she die? Do you know how she died? She had a catastrophic congenital heart condition.
Heart condition? Her heart just stopped.
We don't know why.
She didn't suffer? No, she would have died instantly.
Perhaps in the heat of an argument.
Or a struggle.
We'd like to know why someone put her in a suitcase and not an ambulance.
That would be hard to understand.
You said you were waiting for us to come.
One day, I knew you'd find her.
Alive or dead.
How did your daughter end up in a suitcase, Mr Reid? I can't help you.
Just like I couldn't help her.
(Sobs) We've got nothing.
He denies it.
There's no physical evidence.
What, there's really nothing you can do? Failure to report a death? Or failure to file with the coroner? Failure to do something.
Failure.
He's guilty of failure.
(Car unlocks) Is that them? According to the nurse.
Can you PNC that plate, please? Pause and zoom in here.
And that is a minicab licence.
Fast Mini Cabs? You need a car, lady? Where you going? No, thanks.
Do you know a young woman named Shannon Kelly? Nah, I don't know nobody.
Is that all? 'Cause I've got work to do.
(Pumping dance music) (Laughs) Hey! You want one, yeah? They're good, you know.
They make you feel free.
Swallow it down.
Woo! Are they legal? They're about as legal as you are in this club.
Take it, it's nice.
Trust me! Yay! (Giggles) (Music begins to warp) (Giggles) Are you awake? HARRY: I am now.
Is there a shame that great? What? Disgust so great that you could do that to your own child? A suitcase? Pretend it didn't happen? Shame that great, I don't know.
People are weak.
(Scoffs) We're all weak.
One way or another.
I like having you here.
My cousin is the night clerk over here, so we're gonna get some drinks, aye? Are you listening to me? Easy, easy, whoa-whoa-whoa! Everyone was wondering who you were tonight.
Like some kind of movie star.
Isn't that right, Fawad? Some kind of movie star.
No, I wanna go home.
Hey, you don't want to leave your friend out here, do you? Come on, Younis will drop you home.
We still got some more partying to do, yeah? (Giggles) Yeah! Yeah? No.
Hey, come on.
Come on, you trust me, yeah, don't you? Yeah, chill.
How is your mother and father? Oh, yeah.
Good, man.
Give them my kindest regards, huh? In there, yeah? Cool, bruv.
Two minutes, yeah? Ooh.
Can I get some? (Giggles) What are you looking at? Dunno.
What are you looking at? (Laughs) I'm looking at the most The sexiest girl in the whole world.
I'm totally twatted.
(Giggles) (Laughs) Come on, come on.
Can't be weak.
Gotta keep moving.
I've got the helicopters.
(Giggles) No No, please.
No.
No, come on.
No, I don't want to.
No.
It's OK.
Don't do anything to me, OK? Stop look at me like that.
Why are you looking at me like that? What are you going to do to me? I don't want to do anything.
I'm not gonna do anything to you.
You scare me.
Make yourself sick.
In the toilet, make yourself Quick, hurry up.
Be sick, yeah? Be sick.
(Retches) Oh, what? (Laughs) Oh man, really? What did you do to that one? That makes me hard.
(Laughs) Sick bastard.
Alright, we'll party with her later.
Later.
Come on, Fawad, gee.
Give him the keys, man.
Yo, come on.
Take them to the office.
Put them in the flat, yeah? OK, come on.
Yo, don't squash her, big man, now, yeah? (Laughs) Hey, you alright? You get your friend and I'll take you home, yeah? Yeah.
Go on.
Yo, Fawad.
Make sure he gets them there.
Alright, yeah, yeah.
Lauren, come on.
Lauren, we need to go, come on.
Come on, please, Lauren.
Come on! Lauren, come on! You need to pay for your rooms.
Umar said that we didn't Umar? Umar? Who's Umar? I don't have any money.
I don't need any money.
Get off! Get off! YOUNIS: Oy! (Grunts) We gotta go.
We gotta go.
Come on now.
(Groans) What do you say, Younis? The man's taking a piss and that.
I'll take care of these, yeah? Ladies, do you want to follow me? Get in the back seat and that, yeah? Hurry up, yeah? Jump in, jump in.
You know what, Younis? What we do, yeah? We get back to the flat, bros.
You can have a little one-on-one with the one you like, fam, yeah? What you doing, bruv? Look who you're in for.
(Grunts) (Screams) Ah Where are you taking us? Younis, where are you taking us? I'll take you I'll take you home, yeah? I'll take you home.
You're bleeding.
I'm OK.
I'm OK.
It's alright.
I'll get you home, yeah? Younis? Here.
Call call your mum, yeah? Ah! Younis! (Cries) (Whimpers) Are you awake? As always.
Morning.
Is it? Was Amy Chester wearing shoes when they found her? No.
Did you check for Amy Chester's DNA on the illustrated man's body? What was he called? Johnny Dear.
That's it.
No.
We placed him in the same room with the fibres.
Why? She knows who murdered Amy Chester.
That's why she's so terrified.
She doesn't even know that Amy Chester is dead.
It's not material.
What d'you mean that's not material? You're saying she knows who murdered a person that she doesn't even know has been murdered yet.
I'm sure of it.
Why? She wasn't wearing any shoes.
When she was hit by the car, she wasn't wearing any shoes.
When she came to the flat, she was wearing her hospital slippers.
I gave her my trainers.
They took her shoes away for the same reason they took Amy Chester's.
To make it hard to escape.
I think we'll find Shannon's DNA on Johnny Dear's body.
We should tell DS Masood.
Yeah, we should.
But not before we've spoken to her.
I don't want to frighten her.
You won't be able to swab her for DNA without her permission.
What's your point? I suppose I'm saying that you can't swab her for DNA without her permission.
(Knocks) (Laughs) (Telephone rings) Hi, Leo.
OK.
See you.
What? Leo's at the scene of an accident.
Two young girls, both drunk and drugged, both under age.
(Traffic news) You've got visitors.
Heya.
Sorry, can we have a word with Shannon alone for a minute? Thanks.
Shannon, this is Dr Cunningham.
He did a post-mortem (Mutes television) Dr Cunningham's just done a post-mortem on a man called Johnny Dear.
I don't know anyone called that.
He was the guy covered in tattoos.
We found your DNA on his dead body.
Please can you just leave me alone? We know you were with him.
Come on, Shannon.
They made me do it.
I mean, they made me take drugs.
They locked me in a room and I couldn't get out.
Where? Where was it? I don't know.
Somewhere near an airport? I remember hearing the sound of planes.
They locked me in the room.
Who are 'they'? (Trembles) (Door slides open) Detective Sergeant.
Apparently he worked for a minicab firm.
'Fast Mini Cabs'? How do you know this? We caught a car on the CCTV at the hospital.
There were two white girls in the back seat.
Both with alcohol and oxycodone in their systems.
They say they don't remember anything.
Right.
I need someone I'm not sure how to say this.
There are issues relating to the cohesiveness of the community involved in this investigation.
Just say it.
Pakistani.
Muslim.
I need someone who is Pakistani to work with me so that no-one thinks this is a racially motivated investigation.
Do you know that makes me think that it is? You said, 'Just say it.
' I just did.
I'm investigating a group of British Asian men.
I think they are rapists.
And I think they groom white girls.
There's so many landmines involved with this that I need someone .
.
to step on the landmines for you? Someone to point out where they are so no-one gets their leg blown off.
Amy Chester, Megan Reid Not Megan.
Her mum said she ran away.
You can stop them.
You can identify them and stop them, Shannon.
Please can you just leave me alone? Thank you for everything you've done but please just leave me alone.
Nothing happened.
I don't I don't (Sighs) I don't remember anything.
Nothing Nothing happened.
Perhaps we can come back later, or you can give me a call.
She's got nothing to say to you.
These men are exploiting your daughter.
You are not making my baby out to be some kind of slut.
She went clubbing.
Nothing happened.
Now get out of my house.
Go on.
Get out! She's got nothing to do with this.
I'm not having you ruin her future.
Your daughter had drugs in her system.
Her drink was spiked.
And alcohol.
Then go after the ones that sold it to her, and the club that let her in.
Did he die? The driver.
Yes.
She don't know anything.
She's got nothing to tell you.
(Whimpers) (Presses buzzer) (Buzzer continues) (Knocks on door) Yo, she's the one that was here asking about Shannon.
Asking about Shannon? Yeah.
Looking for Shannon? Yeah.
Don't worry about that Shannon, she's dead, you know, fam.
She died.
Who told you? Huh? The nurse.
A nurse at the hospital.
Nurse told you.
Yeah, yeah, the nurse told me.
(Mutters under his breath) What, a nurse is gonna tell you? You want it? You want it? A nurse is gonna tell you she's dead? A nurse ain't gonna tell YOU she's dead.
You know why? 'Cause you're not related, fam.
She's a Goria Cutiya.
She's not dead.
(Laughs) She's not dead.
She just wants us to think she is.
Clever girl.
OK, OK.
(Exhales) OK, OK, OK.
OK, we'll show her what we got, then.
We shall shut her mouth.
I'm gonna show her mum and dad what kind of sket she is.
I'm gonna flick that shit all over YouTube, man.
Bitch.
Goria Cutiya.
Bitch.
(Chimes ring) (Message alert sounds) IN VIDEO: Please, please! (Screams, then cries) Oh.
I can get into my flat tomorrow.
They're going to seal off the damaged bit and repair it.
Great news.
Yeah, I'll be out of your hair.
Yeah, you were getting irritating.
Familiarity, contempt (Knocks on door) Shannon? (Knocks again) Shannon? (Screams) NO! Hello? (Car locks) (Whispers) I'm sorry.
And this is them leading Johnny Dear from the chip shop.
And this is them abandoning him in the street.
They knew he was ill.
They had an obligation to help him, but they didn't.
I don't see a crime, you? (Knock on the door) Hiya.
Sorry to interrupt.
She insisted on seeing someone.
Can I help you? I called the police and they said that he was here.
I just wanted to see him.
Sorry, who? I only know him as Younis.
But he saved me.
Do you want to tell me how you know him? I can't.
I can't.
Hannah, I think I know what you might have been through.
A girl called Shannon Kelly asked me for help, because she was so frightened.
But she wouldn't tell me anything, and now I can't help her.
Will you let me help you? (Claire sobs) (Telephone rings) Minicab.
Fawad Khan.
Kamran Hussein? Yeah? You're under arrest.
For what? UMAR: Oh, yeah.
Uh-huh.
Golf club, yeah? I know it, yeah? Would you like executive or standard? Hello.
Hello.
Fast Mini Cab? Do you want me to put that in the back? (Grunts) (Pants) (Phone rings) Harry? Is that your phone? (Phone continues ringing) Dr Alexander? Yep.
I'll be right there.
Closed Captions by CSI - Tom Gallagher
What is it you're so scared of, Shannon? He's gonna find me.
Make sure she knows I'm worried about her.
Get her something nice, something pretty.
Shannon Kelly is 15 years old, and we suspect she was sexually abused.
I didn't know where to go.
MAN: This is the new girl.
When do I get to meet her? She's not ready yet.
She got a girlfriend? Yeah, of course.
I'm here about a death, last night.
Body was found collapsed in the street.
Tattooed man was riddled with strep, but so high on Oxycodone, he wouldn't have even fell ill until he died where he dropped.
This is DI Vickers.
I need Professor Dalton to attend a crime scene immediately.
If she was in a suitcase, she could be from anywhere.
Why don't you just come out and say it? Did you have sexual relations with your stepdaughter, Shannon Kelly? She's young, she's white, she's 14, she's 50 pounds.
Umar, open the door! (Sobs) Body's still inside.
It's a young girl.
Amy, I really need to speak to you.
Please, please get in touch.
(Camera shutter snaps) (Telephone rings) Minicabs.
Is she dead? Theme music ARABIC MUSIC (Telephone rings) Where were you? Where were you? Where were you? I was tired.
There was no-one there, fam You were meant to look after things.
Umar, Umar! Why you stressing the man for, fam? It was a mistake, yeah, that's it.
That's it? That's it? That's it, man.
Why are you stressing over some white girl for? They ain't got no respect, so why are you stressing the man for? We didn't do nothing to her.
Probably did it herself, probably trying to smoke a rock.
Kamran did nothing.
At the end of the day, fam, she did that shit to herself, bruv.
Which terminal? That's what happened, yeah? No comeback to us, innit? I'm sorry.
Driver will be waiting for you in arrivals.
No, no problem.
OK.
Ah! Umar! Umar! Huh? HUH? I liked her.
Shannon Kelly can make trouble for us.
She tells somebody a story, somebody believes her.
She ain't gonna say nothing.
You better hope he's right.
Yeah.
Terminal Three to Sindlesham.
Where is Sindlesham? Oh! Amy has a message .
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from Shannon.
AMY'S VOICE: "Hey, where are ya? Do you want to hook up? I've got so much to tell you.
I've been trying to get hold of you for ages, where have you gone?" SHANNON: "I'm in hospital.
St Jacobs.
I can't have visitors at the moment.
I'll let you know when I can.
Don't tell anyone, OK? I don't want my parents to find out.
" (Message tone) Kamran.
Yo, Kamran! She's still in the hospital.
So this time, you go there and you make sure she knows we are thinking about her.
I wanted to make sure you were alright.
I want to understand, you know, so that I can help.
OK, well, I'll check in with you later.
(Quietly cries) Did you talk to Shannon Kelly? No, I went to see her.
Epic fail.
Didn't want to speak to you? Did you ever want to run away as a child? No, I was more a fan of confrontation.
I see them in the street sometimes and I get the good Samaritan complex, and want to help them get home.
What makes you think that going home would make her safe? Nothing.
Where was Shannon knocked down? Near the airport.
And where was she running from? Here.
She ran across the street.
About 500 yards away.
From where? From where Johnny Dear was found.
They both had serious strep infections.
I should probably inform the health protection agency.
What are these? I think they're head lice.
I'm having them tested for confirmation.
Do lice get confirmed? (Laughs) Where are they from? Suitcase girl.
Ah.
You won't get very far with head lice.
They're ubiquitous, I'm afraid.
I might.
You never know.
I do, you won't.
Waste of effort.
It must be hard being right all the time.
Mm, it's a burden.
And what is that, I wonder? Nothing.
They would be dead.
Of course, but it did cross my mind that I might have caught them from Shannon when she came to the flat.
Oh, Shannon had lice, did she? She might have.
Actually in the flat? Obviously, I hope not.
Probably used my hairbrush and everything.
MAN: Nikki? Yeah? Girl in the suitcase.
I've just spoken to Vickers and the DNA has come back.
There is no match on the database.
Interpol? Nothing.
But Vickers has authorised funds to model her head to help with identification You alright? Yeah, nothing.
What's this? Nothing.
We found strep in our tattooed man, Johnny Dear, and the girl that Nikki helped.
What girl? The girl who was running away at the RTA, she came to Nikki's flat.
She came to your flat? Yeah.
She had scarlet fever, strep infection.
They're connected by time of incubation and loosely connected geographically, by about 500 yards.
The police found Johnny Dear's body here? Yeah.
The flat that burned down, young girl that was asphyxiated .
.
was there.
What time did he die? I thought maybe he was heading down to the bus station to catch a night bus.
Let's take a look up here.
He had partially digested chips in his stomach.
Maybe you should ask DI Vickers to take a look at that.
Yeah.
Where's the flat? Up here.
Let's go scrub up.
Excuse me, young man! You can't go in to see her just now.
I'll put them in a vase and show them to her later.
Thanks.
(Screams) (Glass smashes) Shh, it's OK! It's OK! (Screams) Leo? Fibres.
Your stepfather denies the sexual abuse allegation you made on your profile wall.
(Laughs) Like I'm gonna put that on my wall? Abdul's got nothing to do with anything.
I got fraped, you stupid bitch.
Who are you afraid of? Come on, Shannon! How can I help you if you won't talk to me? You can't help me.
There's only one way out of this.
She died of smoke inhalation.
DNA is being run now.
The smoke alarm batteries were dead.
The window was locked.
Double-glazed.
The door to the room was locked.
No evidence of a key.
She was locked inside the room? Well, that's murder.
Was she inebriated? Her blood showed a high concentration of Oxycodone.
The tattooed man, Johnny Dear Yeah, same as him.
It's become the fashionable drug of abuse.
She also had high levels of crack.
Well, she was smoking, a rock of crack cocaine, collapses.
The rock falls and ignites the bedclothes.
The fire inspectors say the fire started on the bedclothes and radiated from there.
The nylon from the carpet fused with the skin on her cheek.
She would've been lying on her front with her right cheekbone pressed against the floor, desperately trying to breathe through a gap at the bottom of the door.
It's hardly the actions of a suicide.
Leo, the fibres we found on Johnny Dear's body match the carpet fibres from that room.
He was in that room sometime before he died.
Who owned the building? Limited company, buy-to-let.
There's no evidence that she lived there.
So she doesn't live there.
She's locked inside the room.
She's on drugs.
Johnny Dear has the same painkillers in his system.
He's got the same fibres on his body.
I did find this dried film on her thigh.
I'm still waiting on the lab, but if we speculate that this film is lubrication .
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and these are condoms She was a prostitute? Was Johnny Dear the client or the pimp? Johnny Dear was from Burnley.
You can place him in the room, but we can't place him with the girl.
Do you know what really bothers me? She didn't have any shoes.
The girl in the suitcase? Yes, or something resembling her.
I did find something that might be useful in helping to identify where the body came from.
Pediculus capitus.
Head lice.
Impressive.
I studied Latin.
They were dead, but clinging to the hair follicles.
How's this helpful? Head lice in Britain have developed a resistance to Malathion, the active ingredient in most head lice treatments.
A very demonstrable resistance, which we were able to measure.
Malathion was banned in Europe until last year, so I can't be certain, but I'd guess that the lice we found are British.
Perhaps they infected the deceased after she was in the suitcase.
The plastic wrap would have been a barrier.
Lice live off blood and die within 48 hours without it.
On balance, you're saying she never travelled anywhere.
Not unless you believe in heaven.
Do we have a cause of death? Not yet.
If we work on the assumption that she is British, then perhaps you should extend the DNA search to familial matches.
See if you get a manageable amount of hits.
(Telephone rings) Can you email me a copy of this right away? Mm-hmm.
I'm going to go to the headmaster of every secondary school in the country.
Hang on a second.
Nikki? DS Masood.
She won't talk to me.
What makes you think she'll talk to me if she hasn't wanted to so far? Desperation.
Yours or hers? Hi.
OK, don't talk to me.
It's OK, there are hundreds of other people queuing up outside waiting to be nice to you.
What's it matter to you? Oh, come on, Shannon.
I thought I could trust you.
Oh, that was just stupid, wasn't it? I took one look at you and saw that if I didn't get antibiotics in you straight away, you were on your way to necrotising fasciitis.
And I've just seen a case in a dead man.
He was covered in tattoos, all over him.
I've never seen anything like it.
What, and he was dead? You must have done a pretty good job.
I'm a pathologist, Shannon.
I deal with dead people every day.
You are the exception.
Am I? You know, he had the same strep infection as you have.
And just so you know, it becomes sores that never heal, and the flesh begins to ooze pus and dies.
And in order to save your life, they might have to cut off a leg or an arm, or you can get brain damage, and then you would live your life strapped in a chair, with some bored disinterested person shovelling food down your throat every day.
That's your reality.
That's a kind of living death, and I shopped you.
I did.
For the same reason that I gave you mouth-to-mouth on the street, and that I stayed with you until you went to hospital.
That was me.
That was the person that you can't trust.
Wait.
Sorry.
Knickerbocker glory.
My man! Ah! For the hottest girls in London, innit? Something for you to wear when you go clubbing tomorrow night.
'Cause we gonna party, hearty, baby.
Pretty much.
Make sure you girls have got the same dresses there.
You girls are gonna look proper old, you know? Grown up.
Only the best for my girls, yeah? The best will not rest until they're on your chest.
(Laughs) I've done bad things.
If my mum found out, she would be so hurt.
I mean, they said I could go to prison.
You won't go to prison.
Is there a reason you can't go home? She'll never forgive me.
My stepdad's gonna throw me out.
I mean, it's pointless.
It wasn't supposed to be like this.
I fell in love.
Come on, you don't have to be afraid.
You don't understand.
I just really wanted them to like me.
(Whispers) I just fell in love.
Who with? And they're gonna hurt me.
I mean, they already know where I am.
He came into my room.
How do they know that you're here? I don't know.
Have you told anyone that you're in the hospital? Family? No.
Friends? I told my friend, Amy.
Amy.
Who's Amy? She's just a friend.
Well, could she have told them? I told her not to say anything.
She sent me a message and I said I was in hospital, and couldn't see anyone.
It was a private message.
It wasn't on her wall.
What was her name again? Amy Chester.
And you can trust her? Yeah.
Can you show me the message? What is it? Her name is Amy Chester.
She and Shannon Kelly were good friends.
They'd known each other since primary school, and they went to dance classes together in their Both Amy's message and Shannon's response were sent after Amy had died in the fire.
They fraped her profile.
Posed as Amy and sent Shannon a message to find out where she was.
That's how they posted the sexual abuse allegation against Abdul Aziz, her stepfather.
Who is 'they'? Shannon won't tell me.
Then how can anyone help her, then? She's afraid of what they might do.
And what does she think 'they' might do? Are we sure there is a 'they'? I've asked the nurses to keep a close eye on her, because I guess I'm worried she might consider suicide.
There was something that she said.
'Only one way out for me.
' They can't hurt her if she's dead, can they? Think we're pretty sure there is a 'they'.
That's very melodramatic.
Have you had an empathy bypass? They can't hurt her if she's dead .
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so kill her.
It really wouldn't be normal policy.
(Doorbell rings) Mrs Kelly? Yes? Do you have a daughter called Shannon? She's scared.
She's scared of something or someone.
Could she be scared of her stepfather? No, of course not! She's scared to come home.
She doesn't have to be scared.
It's none of my business.
I understand that and I apologise.
She doesn't have to be scared.
She's alone and um I think she needs her mum.
She's my girl and I'll do anything for her.
She just wouldn't listen.
Please? Just tell me where she is.
She could still be contagious.
Mum.
Oh, thank God.
Thank God.
I've prayed for this, thank God.
I love you, Mum.
I love you so much.
I love you.
I love you so much.
What I'm saying though is cracking! Banging! When we go to that club tonight, you're gonna be dancing.
You're gonna be shaking it, gonna be shaking it.
Now, imagine who's gonna be on that.
(Both girls laugh) Bangin'.
Bang-in'! Uh.
Boys are gonna be hitting on you.
I don't want nothing to happen to you.
It's best you take precautions.
You on the pill? Been thinking about it.
Yeah? No.
No? Oh! You know, the pill's good.
Makes your titties bigger.
(Makes quacking sound) They give you everything you need in there for free.
Pills, the morning after pill, condoms.
Just go in there, they ask for your name, you give them a fake one.
Who's gonna know? You OK, Hannah? Yeah! Yeah.
Come on then, get out! White whores, man.
Don't look so surprised, Younis.
It's how they're raised.
(Doorbell rings) I'm sorry.
I was doing my job.
I was trying to protect your daughter, and we had to pursue every possibility.
That includes the allegations made against you that we now know to be untrue.
These men who Shannon's afraid of.
You believe they work for a minicab firm.
Can you give us the name My daughter's home.
She's safe.
And she's asked me to just forget everything that's happened, so that's exactly what I'm gonna do.
Forget.
Go in tight on the ventricle.
Can you get Professor Dalton in? Yes.
Arrhythmic Right Ventricular Dysplasia.
It's not what I expected.
She died of natural causes.
A broken heart.
She wasn't murdered.
So why was she in a suitcase? There were no other marks, no indentations.
No signs of heavy blows.
This is the cause of death.
Her name is Megan Reid.
She left school unexpectedly just before her GCSEs.
She was very popular, well-respected and liked by her peers.
It's uncanny.
She had problems at home.
Her mother wrote to the school, said she'd left.
Shannon Kelly went to the same school.
Megan Reid's father worked in Flight Deck Catering for nine years.
Senior Operations Manager with access to the secure areas of the airport, including left luggage.
He quit his job five months ago, just after his daughter disappeared.
Vernon? What? He's just coming.
We'd like to take a DNA sample from you and your husband, if that's OK.
Oh, no.
Oh, God, you've found something.
We hope to rule her out.
Yes.
Why did your daughter run away? She and her father, I guess they were too similar.
They fought.
Fought? They argued.
Over? Boys.
He didn't like her friends.
Why? Pakis.
He didn't like their ethnic origin? No, he didn't like them because they gave our daughter drugs.
Can I help you? Yeah, um We're looking for Shannon Kelly.
I'm sorry.
Shannon Kelly has passed away.
She's dead? I'm afraid so.
Detective Sergeant Masood, please.
I've been waiting for you to come.
You've found her? They don't know.
They need to take our DNA.
Can you open your mouth? Thanks.
It might not be her.
Dr Alexander made a computer image that was identified by Megan's former Head Teacher.
We found her body in a suitcase.
(Sobs) Oh, no.
How did she die? Do you know how she died? She had a catastrophic congenital heart condition.
Heart condition? Her heart just stopped.
We don't know why.
She didn't suffer? No, she would have died instantly.
Perhaps in the heat of an argument.
Or a struggle.
We'd like to know why someone put her in a suitcase and not an ambulance.
That would be hard to understand.
You said you were waiting for us to come.
One day, I knew you'd find her.
Alive or dead.
How did your daughter end up in a suitcase, Mr Reid? I can't help you.
Just like I couldn't help her.
(Sobs) We've got nothing.
He denies it.
There's no physical evidence.
What, there's really nothing you can do? Failure to report a death? Or failure to file with the coroner? Failure to do something.
Failure.
He's guilty of failure.
(Car unlocks) Is that them? According to the nurse.
Can you PNC that plate, please? Pause and zoom in here.
And that is a minicab licence.
Fast Mini Cabs? You need a car, lady? Where you going? No, thanks.
Do you know a young woman named Shannon Kelly? Nah, I don't know nobody.
Is that all? 'Cause I've got work to do.
(Pumping dance music) (Laughs) Hey! You want one, yeah? They're good, you know.
They make you feel free.
Swallow it down.
Woo! Are they legal? They're about as legal as you are in this club.
Take it, it's nice.
Trust me! Yay! (Giggles) (Music begins to warp) (Giggles) Are you awake? HARRY: I am now.
Is there a shame that great? What? Disgust so great that you could do that to your own child? A suitcase? Pretend it didn't happen? Shame that great, I don't know.
People are weak.
(Scoffs) We're all weak.
One way or another.
I like having you here.
My cousin is the night clerk over here, so we're gonna get some drinks, aye? Are you listening to me? Easy, easy, whoa-whoa-whoa! Everyone was wondering who you were tonight.
Like some kind of movie star.
Isn't that right, Fawad? Some kind of movie star.
No, I wanna go home.
Hey, you don't want to leave your friend out here, do you? Come on, Younis will drop you home.
We still got some more partying to do, yeah? (Giggles) Yeah! Yeah? No.
Hey, come on.
Come on, you trust me, yeah, don't you? Yeah, chill.
How is your mother and father? Oh, yeah.
Good, man.
Give them my kindest regards, huh? In there, yeah? Cool, bruv.
Two minutes, yeah? Ooh.
Can I get some? (Giggles) What are you looking at? Dunno.
What are you looking at? (Laughs) I'm looking at the most The sexiest girl in the whole world.
I'm totally twatted.
(Giggles) (Laughs) Come on, come on.
Can't be weak.
Gotta keep moving.
I've got the helicopters.
(Giggles) No No, please.
No.
No, come on.
No, I don't want to.
No.
It's OK.
Don't do anything to me, OK? Stop look at me like that.
Why are you looking at me like that? What are you going to do to me? I don't want to do anything.
I'm not gonna do anything to you.
You scare me.
Make yourself sick.
In the toilet, make yourself Quick, hurry up.
Be sick, yeah? Be sick.
(Retches) Oh, what? (Laughs) Oh man, really? What did you do to that one? That makes me hard.
(Laughs) Sick bastard.
Alright, we'll party with her later.
Later.
Come on, Fawad, gee.
Give him the keys, man.
Yo, come on.
Take them to the office.
Put them in the flat, yeah? OK, come on.
Yo, don't squash her, big man, now, yeah? (Laughs) Hey, you alright? You get your friend and I'll take you home, yeah? Yeah.
Go on.
Yo, Fawad.
Make sure he gets them there.
Alright, yeah, yeah.
Lauren, come on.
Lauren, we need to go, come on.
Come on, please, Lauren.
Come on! Lauren, come on! You need to pay for your rooms.
Umar said that we didn't Umar? Umar? Who's Umar? I don't have any money.
I don't need any money.
Get off! Get off! YOUNIS: Oy! (Grunts) We gotta go.
We gotta go.
Come on now.
(Groans) What do you say, Younis? The man's taking a piss and that.
I'll take care of these, yeah? Ladies, do you want to follow me? Get in the back seat and that, yeah? Hurry up, yeah? Jump in, jump in.
You know what, Younis? What we do, yeah? We get back to the flat, bros.
You can have a little one-on-one with the one you like, fam, yeah? What you doing, bruv? Look who you're in for.
(Grunts) (Screams) Ah Where are you taking us? Younis, where are you taking us? I'll take you I'll take you home, yeah? I'll take you home.
You're bleeding.
I'm OK.
I'm OK.
It's alright.
I'll get you home, yeah? Younis? Here.
Call call your mum, yeah? Ah! Younis! (Cries) (Whimpers) Are you awake? As always.
Morning.
Is it? Was Amy Chester wearing shoes when they found her? No.
Did you check for Amy Chester's DNA on the illustrated man's body? What was he called? Johnny Dear.
That's it.
No.
We placed him in the same room with the fibres.
Why? She knows who murdered Amy Chester.
That's why she's so terrified.
She doesn't even know that Amy Chester is dead.
It's not material.
What d'you mean that's not material? You're saying she knows who murdered a person that she doesn't even know has been murdered yet.
I'm sure of it.
Why? She wasn't wearing any shoes.
When she was hit by the car, she wasn't wearing any shoes.
When she came to the flat, she was wearing her hospital slippers.
I gave her my trainers.
They took her shoes away for the same reason they took Amy Chester's.
To make it hard to escape.
I think we'll find Shannon's DNA on Johnny Dear's body.
We should tell DS Masood.
Yeah, we should.
But not before we've spoken to her.
I don't want to frighten her.
You won't be able to swab her for DNA without her permission.
What's your point? I suppose I'm saying that you can't swab her for DNA without her permission.
(Knocks) (Laughs) (Telephone rings) Hi, Leo.
OK.
See you.
What? Leo's at the scene of an accident.
Two young girls, both drunk and drugged, both under age.
(Traffic news) You've got visitors.
Heya.
Sorry, can we have a word with Shannon alone for a minute? Thanks.
Shannon, this is Dr Cunningham.
He did a post-mortem (Mutes television) Dr Cunningham's just done a post-mortem on a man called Johnny Dear.
I don't know anyone called that.
He was the guy covered in tattoos.
We found your DNA on his dead body.
Please can you just leave me alone? We know you were with him.
Come on, Shannon.
They made me do it.
I mean, they made me take drugs.
They locked me in a room and I couldn't get out.
Where? Where was it? I don't know.
Somewhere near an airport? I remember hearing the sound of planes.
They locked me in the room.
Who are 'they'? (Trembles) (Door slides open) Detective Sergeant.
Apparently he worked for a minicab firm.
'Fast Mini Cabs'? How do you know this? We caught a car on the CCTV at the hospital.
There were two white girls in the back seat.
Both with alcohol and oxycodone in their systems.
They say they don't remember anything.
Right.
I need someone I'm not sure how to say this.
There are issues relating to the cohesiveness of the community involved in this investigation.
Just say it.
Pakistani.
Muslim.
I need someone who is Pakistani to work with me so that no-one thinks this is a racially motivated investigation.
Do you know that makes me think that it is? You said, 'Just say it.
' I just did.
I'm investigating a group of British Asian men.
I think they are rapists.
And I think they groom white girls.
There's so many landmines involved with this that I need someone .
.
to step on the landmines for you? Someone to point out where they are so no-one gets their leg blown off.
Amy Chester, Megan Reid Not Megan.
Her mum said she ran away.
You can stop them.
You can identify them and stop them, Shannon.
Please can you just leave me alone? Thank you for everything you've done but please just leave me alone.
Nothing happened.
I don't I don't (Sighs) I don't remember anything.
Nothing Nothing happened.
Perhaps we can come back later, or you can give me a call.
She's got nothing to say to you.
These men are exploiting your daughter.
You are not making my baby out to be some kind of slut.
She went clubbing.
Nothing happened.
Now get out of my house.
Go on.
Get out! She's got nothing to do with this.
I'm not having you ruin her future.
Your daughter had drugs in her system.
Her drink was spiked.
And alcohol.
Then go after the ones that sold it to her, and the club that let her in.
Did he die? The driver.
Yes.
She don't know anything.
She's got nothing to tell you.
(Whimpers) (Presses buzzer) (Buzzer continues) (Knocks on door) Yo, she's the one that was here asking about Shannon.
Asking about Shannon? Yeah.
Looking for Shannon? Yeah.
Don't worry about that Shannon, she's dead, you know, fam.
She died.
Who told you? Huh? The nurse.
A nurse at the hospital.
Nurse told you.
Yeah, yeah, the nurse told me.
(Mutters under his breath) What, a nurse is gonna tell you? You want it? You want it? A nurse is gonna tell you she's dead? A nurse ain't gonna tell YOU she's dead.
You know why? 'Cause you're not related, fam.
She's a Goria Cutiya.
She's not dead.
(Laughs) She's not dead.
She just wants us to think she is.
Clever girl.
OK, OK.
(Exhales) OK, OK, OK.
OK, we'll show her what we got, then.
We shall shut her mouth.
I'm gonna show her mum and dad what kind of sket she is.
I'm gonna flick that shit all over YouTube, man.
Bitch.
Goria Cutiya.
Bitch.
(Chimes ring) (Message alert sounds) IN VIDEO: Please, please! (Screams, then cries) Oh.
I can get into my flat tomorrow.
They're going to seal off the damaged bit and repair it.
Great news.
Yeah, I'll be out of your hair.
Yeah, you were getting irritating.
Familiarity, contempt (Knocks on door) Shannon? (Knocks again) Shannon? (Screams) NO! Hello? (Car locks) (Whispers) I'm sorry.
And this is them leading Johnny Dear from the chip shop.
And this is them abandoning him in the street.
They knew he was ill.
They had an obligation to help him, but they didn't.
I don't see a crime, you? (Knock on the door) Hiya.
Sorry to interrupt.
She insisted on seeing someone.
Can I help you? I called the police and they said that he was here.
I just wanted to see him.
Sorry, who? I only know him as Younis.
But he saved me.
Do you want to tell me how you know him? I can't.
I can't.
Hannah, I think I know what you might have been through.
A girl called Shannon Kelly asked me for help, because she was so frightened.
But she wouldn't tell me anything, and now I can't help her.
Will you let me help you? (Claire sobs) (Telephone rings) Minicab.
Fawad Khan.
Kamran Hussein? Yeah? You're under arrest.
For what? UMAR: Oh, yeah.
Uh-huh.
Golf club, yeah? I know it, yeah? Would you like executive or standard? Hello.
Hello.
Fast Mini Cab? Do you want me to put that in the back? (Grunts) (Pants) (Phone rings) Harry? Is that your phone? (Phone continues ringing) Dr Alexander? Yep.
I'll be right there.
Closed Captions by CSI - Tom Gallagher