It's the trial that's gripped the nation. Dividing the...
Different sides of the establishment face a joint trial...
Accusing the media of bias, that will
inevitably result in an unfair trial.
All rise.
Have you reached a verdict on which you are all agreed?
*CREDITS*
_
Oh, no.
Hi, Hannah, it's me, Mum, I'm just... I'm starting to get
really worried now, cos you haven't got back to me,
so if you could give me a call back, that'd be great, OK?
All right, then, I'll speak to you soon.
Bye.
The South West Police, what's your emergency?
It's my daughter.
I went to her house and she wasn't there.
It was my birthday yesterday, you see.
She, she didn't call, so I went.
I thought she was probably just tired after working
at the college ball the other night,
but it's been too long now.
Something's wrong. I know.
I know something's wrong.
_
Concern is mounting for the welfare of student
Hannah Ellis, as groups of her friends have started
to distribute leaflets in the city centre.
Police are keeping an open mind and have expressed
hope that Hannah has not come to any harm.
But the sudden disappearance is out of character,
and they're urging people at the college ball where Hannah
- _ - was working, to come forward
- _ - with any photos or video footage.
She's been missing three days.
When are we going to get the divers in the water?
We're on it.
- And who's the CPS sending? - Sweet baby James.
Look, he's fine at this stage. Just make nice.
We need them one side for this one.
Hoult will be all over it before we can land the murder charge.
_
It's a fishing expedition, James. They've got these threatening texts...
And no Hannah.
and her rucksack and sleeping bag are missing.
Yeah. But why would you pack a bag and leave your phone?
And also, it was her mother's birthday on Friday and she didn't call her.
OK, the arrest is for malicious communication only.
- They can't touch the disappearance. - No.
Tell Butch Cassidy that if this does
progress, we have to tread carefully,
given the suspect's family connections.
They mess this up and we'll end up as a case study for law students.
Right. I'll get down.
There. Let's go.
Talitha Campbell?
Who are you?
Talitha Campbell, I'm Detective Inspector Paula Cassidy,
and I'm arresting you on suspicion of malicious communication.
You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence
if you do not mention when questioned
something you later rely on in court.
Anything you do say may be given in evidence.
Come on.
The mother of missing student Hannah Ellis has this evening made
an emotional appeal for her daughter's whereabouts.
Hannah would never just disappear like
this, unless something was terribly wrong.
I beg you, if you know anything, then call the police.
I just want my daughter back alive.
You're not having this.
- You have to give... - It's worth more than you'll earn
in your entire career, baldy.
And it belonged to my grandmother, so you'll have to come take
it if you want it that much.
Don't worry, Cue Ball, I've got this.
Take it off.
Yeah, I'm dead... of boredom.
Where's that bloody solicitor?
- Have a good evening. - Thank you.
Hannah Ellis.
She's a second-year student. Philosophy and English Literature,
and she returned home after working at the college ball,
but since then, nada.
Those are the texts sent between Talitha and Hannah.
_
First one was sent five days ago.
So, two days before she...
Last one was the day of the ball itself.
OK.
Hiya, Cleo, how's tricks?
Hi, Paula.
- Anything I need to know? - Mm.
Yes, actually, um, Talitha Campbell is a rude, entitled little cow.
And you'd just love to throw her arse in the slammer?
No comment, obviously, but do tell her
she'd be well advised to watch her manners.
Got it.
- Hi. Hello. - Hi, Talitha.
Thanks.
I'm Cleo Roberts, the duty solicitor on call tonight.
I just have to go through a few boring things with you.
Oh, no, it's been so exciting until now.
So, you know Hannah Ellis?
Hashtag praying for her.
Well, really, all these, erm, internet fakes.
I hope she's OK, but I'm not going to pretend I like her.
No.
Well, the police have shown me some evidence
that suggests you're quite a long way from that.
Yeah, it was just a few stupid texts.
No big deal.
But her disappearance is, though.
Let's get your account of things first.
- We had a falling out. - Over...?
A few things, really.
Well, Hannah went a bit nuts. Started accusing people of stuff,
saying that I denied abuse on campus and enabled predators.
- What kind of predators? - Oh, just this guy we're friends with.
He's just a bit OCD. Typical Hannah.
So you were friends once?
I mean, we hung out for a bit, but she got on my nerves towards the end.
Also, she was hostile about...
It doesn't matter.
Try me.
I do a bit of webcam and escort work sometimes.
It's not a big deal.
Lots of students do.
And why did she have an opinion on that?
Don't ask me.
Well, I think the police might.
Bigotry, I guess. She didn't believe
sex work was just like any other job.
That's an alternative opinion, not bigotry.
Yeah, well, it beats relying on my shithouse family for maintenance.
You don't get on?
They haven't told you who my dad is?
Sir Damian Campbell.
- The property developer? - Uh-huh.
Bulldozed an orphanage with the kids still inside, to build a luxury hotel.
OK.
Well, putting your dad to one side...
Things got a bit noisy.
Ended up with words being exchanged, and that's the end of it, really.
Yeah, except it's not... because you're in a police station.
This isn't your ordinary malicious communication interview
because the recipient of your threat is now part
of a missing person case.
I would advise you to reply "no comment" to their questions.
The other problem is your manner.
They will video the interview.
So I still suggest a "no comment" at this moment in time.
But whichever option you choose, please don't suddenly change tack.
It is the worst thing you can do, really.
- Well, she booked in yet? - She's quite the charmer.
- I'm sure she'll be used to getting her own way. - Mm.
What did Ginny have to say?
"Tell DI Cassidy to get a good disclosure..."
I am sure that's not the name she used for me.
Especially given the mobile phone evidence.
So have you actually got Talitha at the ball, yet?
Well...
So this is the photo taken from the survivors of the ball
at 5am. Talitha is not in it, and it's also taken five hours
after Hannah finished her shift serving drinks, to walk home.
Then, eyewitnesses and
CCTV pick up Hannah in a few places.
No sign she's being followed, and we know that she got back
to her room, because of her phone.
The phone is very strange, isn't it?
Mm. It was wedged down between the bed and the wall.
Like it got pushed there.
So an attacker may not have realised,
or she just left in a hurry and couldn't find it.
Any forensics yet?
It's bloody annoying that the mum tidied before calling us.
She rinsed out all the glasses.
That's understandable, though.
_
And then, Talitha is picked up walking home
with a housemate, after Hannah.
They live round the corner from each other.
Who's the housemate?
Kid called Dhillon Harwood. His mum's Meera Harwood.
- As in the Meera Harwood? - Mm.
- Ma'am. - OK, her solicitor's in with the now.
Right, go on, who's the solicitor?
Er, oh, no. We might have got lucky here.
- She doesn't want her family told. - Why not?
No idea, but she was very specific about it.
So they just got her a duty solicitor.
OK.
Yeah, well, Cleo is one of the better ones, so she also got lucky there.
- Cleo...? - Roberts. Why, do you know her?
Er, yeah, just a little while back, you know. Erm...
I've got to go and visit the mum in the morning.
Don't tell me. They've handed down a new set
of victim-friendly guidelines.
Yes, because we're supposed to get involved early now, and manage
the expectations that you lot have falsely inflated.
Right, I'm going to get off.
- Just call me with anything important. - Yeah.
_
And I'm joined now by the Shadow Minister for the Environment,
Meera Harwood.
What do you have to say with regard to the new planning legislation?
Good morning.
Well, I would imagine those rubbing their hands at the removal
of regulations will be consultants, property companies, as well as friends...
- Because that's not self-obsessed... - or anybody else...
They were saying a girl from your university
- has gone missing. - Oh, right. Yeah.
- Did you know her? - Who?
Oh, er... in my year, we took some courses together.
Her mum did an appeal.
She was in bits.
So is her daughter, probably.
I'm kidding!
Hannah's probably just gone off somewhere, Mum, it's the end of term.
Well, I hope so.
That poor woman.
Erm... I'm going to go to the cottage for a bit, by the way.
Oh, Dhillon, you've just got home.
Yeah, I know, it's just I've got that dissertation to write,
and I work better down there, so...
OK.
about what we can offer them...
I love you.
This should be ready in about half an hour.
Cool, thanks.
It's happened again.
Hannah's debit card.
- Where is it? - Small train station just outside Cannock.
Any CCTV this time?
Nothing.
They're choosing locations without cameras.
Her rucksack missing, sleeping bag missing.
- Cards still being used. I mean, it could be her. - No.
No. Phone still in her room.
No message to her mum.
No CCTV where they're using the card.
No, that's not Hannah.
That card's either been nicked or found somewhere.
You want the press saying we don't take a missing girl seriously?
Right, but we need to liaise with West Midlands, flag it urgently with them.
Mm.
You know, if they're using the card there and Talitha's here...
Let's just see what she has to say about it.
Shall we tell the CPS?
Ugh, they're on a different clock.
- Let's just take one thing at a time. - Roger that.
_
Hiya.
Hi.
- There's lasagne. - Oh, great.
Student Hannah Ellis has been missing for three days.
She was last seen walking home from her
university in the early hours of June the 18th.
Police have stressed that they're doing all they can to locate her,
and have encouraged all those who attended the ball
to come forward with any footage of photos from that night,
even if it doesn't...
They've arrested somebody.
But they haven't found her yet.
No. I still think there's a wee chance.
Who is he? Is he related to her?
- It's a she. Fellow student. - A girl?
Blimey.
So, are you working on it?
Yeah. And it's potentially a big deal because her family is wealthy.
Oh, well, she'll probably get off, then...
wouldn't want to want harm her career prospects.
- So, the new cot arrived. - Great.
It's flat-packed.
No problem!
_
- How well do you know Hannah, Talitha? - No comment.
What was the cause of your falling out?
No comment.
You see a text message we marked number one, can you read it out to us?
"For the last time, Talitha, I just
"want you and that creep to leave me alone."
That's Hannah to you.
Who's the creep, Talitha?
Text two. This is you to Hannah.
"Like either of us are interested
"in a frigid little swot like you, Hannah."
To which she replies,
"Coming from an upper-class whore."
So it's not one-way traffic.
You clearly don't like each other.
But here's where it really gets nasty.
Text four... you to Hannah.
"Careful, bitch.
"It won't cost me much to have some crackhead sort you out."
Text five. Hannah to you.
"Do not threaten me again, or I will go "to the police."
To which you reply, "Fuck you and fuck the police."
None taken.
Day of the ball, you sent one last message, which reads,
"Plenty of gin "in my Negroni, loser."
This is, this is just such complete bullshit.
- I'd just like to remind my client of her right to... - It's fine.
Thanks for the advice, but I'm bored of
saying the same thing over and over again.
I have nothing to hide.
It. Was. A. Joke.
A joke?
Yeah, OK.
It looks ugly in the cold light of day,
but yeah, it was a joke about her having to work that night.
She must have laughed herself silly.
Oh, we can't ask her, because she's disappeared.
It may be she just wants to be alone and away from it all.
It does happen, you know?
Yes, we do know that, but it's not what we think's happened here.
If you're going to question my client on the disappearance
of Hannah Ellis, you need to...
OK.
Let's get back to these threats. Erm...
what brought them about?
- A disagreement. - Over what?
Stuff.
Plus...
Yeah, I admit it, I might have been
a little volatile when I sent them.
Is that what they call it these days?
Were you jealous of her?
Was I what?
Well, she's smart, pretty, popular.
Oh, I'm quite confident in at least
two of those areas, and I don't give
a shit if people like me.
Well, that's lucky.
So we've got a working-class kid who's got three A stars
from a comprehensive and all her tutors
are saying she's heading for a first.
Then a posh girl who's been thrown out of a top private
school before finally getting pushed through the exams.
You go to the ball. She works at it.
Oh, yeah. Yeah. Poor little Cinders.
- No big old silver spoon in her mouth. - Maybe not.
But I could tell you something else that she wanted in there...
- Whoa, whoa! - Oh, I'm so sorry, so, so sorry.
Erm, could you just hold it, just hold it?
Yeah?
Thank you. So clumsy.
I am once again suggesting to my
client that she reply, "No comment."
Sure. This change should not be taken as anything other
than a reflection of the oppressive and aggressive questioning,
DI Cassidy.
Right.
Erm, I'm going to suspend the interview here, anyway.
- What?! We may just... - Some new evidence has just come to light.
We'll start again in the morning.
Interview suspended, 10:15pm.
Wait...
This is Troy
three days after the ball, at the same pub where
Talitha was arrested.
And this is Troy outside the ball.
We're sure? We're sure it's him in both locations?
That's Troy Manners. Student ball would be a busy night for him.
Fits perfectly with the text.
He could be Talitha's crackhead.
Right, bring him in.
Troy?
That's a kind of Brummie name, isn't it?
Is it?
Well, he could be the one behind the card use as well.
- Or one of his crew. - Right.
Check out his connections in the West Midlands and keep
digging through the surveillance footage.
That was a total disaster.
What new evidence?
I really have no idea, but if you can't take my
advice, then I suggest you find another solicitor.
Fine, beat it then... this one's probably
a bit above your pay grade, anyway.
And who would you like to represent you instead?
I'll represent myself.
Oh, you're doing a fantastic job so far!
- Look... - No, you look,
Talitha, you're in trouble here.
I know you think you're untouchable, but you're not.
Nobody is.
You come across as cocky, flippant, and worst of all,
indifferent to the fate of a missing girl.
The police don't like you.
And should this escalate,
a jury will like you even less.
Now, I know you say you don't care about the impression you make,
but I think that indifference will be sorely tested
when you're sitting behind a glass screen staring at 12 strangers
who won't meet your eye, because they're just about to send
you to prison for the rest of your life.
Wow, don't sugar the pill, love.
It's not my job to, love.
My only job here is to ensure it doesn't get that far.
Try and get some sleep.
I may not want my parents involved,
but you're not the only lawyer in town.
Let me know when you've decided on that.
Right now, let's carry on
this chat. We have Gary on line one.
Gary, how are you?
As in Sir Damian Campbell?
As in Cressida Blithe Custard?
No, I'm not sure.
Oh, I've no idea what her surname really was, but the mum's,
- like, old-school posh. - OK.
Yeah, she was one of those '90s it girls running around doing tons
of coke, getting shagged by rock stars in Thailand.
It sounds awful.
Yeah, I think she has a boutique clinic now.
It keeps her busy when she's not playing tennis.
But I mean, if the daughter wants them out
of it and we can hold on to this case...
- It would still be legal aid, though. - But the publicity, Cleo...
Or, keep the parents involved, take the money... even better.
- She's a massive pain in the arse. - I tell you what.
I've got two guys off a flight from Addis Ababa, who have filled
up their suitcases with cat.
It's exciting stuff, Cleo. And you can have it.
You take on the bang to rights class C supply charge,
I'll deal with the humdrum millionaire's daughter in possible
murder of fellow student, yeah.
What do you want for breakfast tomorrow, Talitha?
- There's a choice? - You can have a bacon roll or porridge.
Whatever.
I don't really care.
Most people prefer the porridge.
Tea or coffee?
Is it an instant coffee?
No, we bring in a barista to prepare the perfect flat white.
Ah, you're funny, cop.
- Want me to choose for you again? - Tea.
Interviews. That's the bit she has most,
interviews of people money, sex, power.
Money, money, money, sex, sex, sex.
Yeah, and how things have changed and how other
things have maybe not changed quite so much.
Dhillon, stop bloody filming me.
Let's go into film-making.
You'll thank me later, when I show you Hannah, The Movie.
I'm serious, stop it now.
Put the phone away, you weirdo.
Such an idiot.
_
Call me back to ask, you stupid bitch.
_
You can let them know that...
Campbell.
What?
When?
Who told you?
OK, I'm going straight away.
Got to go to Bristol. Talitha has been arrested.
- How much did she have on her? - It's not drugs.
- So, Cleo Roberts is her solicitor. - Cleo Roberts...
As in the Hargreaves case?
Yeah, she was on duty last night.
I'm sure that family will get rid of her soon enough.
She is very good.
Yeah. I think I'm going to speak to the mum,
just to explain the arrests.
You know, make sure she knows that we're actually...
On her side. Yes, I helped write the new guidelines, James.
I know, I'm just being a swot.
Is it going to be difficult, you and Cleo?
Look, we don't know what it's going to be until
they find a body or until Hannah rocks up.
The texts aren't enough, or anything, without more evidence.
But they're getting the divers in the water today, so we'll see.
Police have confirmed that they have now made two arrests
in the case of missing student Hannah Ellis.
Their identities have not been released, but police have stated
that at least one of them was known to Hannah.
- Hi. - Hello.
You're the family liaison, right?
Amanda Wilkinson. You must be James Thornley from...
The CPS. How is she?
I'm sorry about him.
Thank you.
Hannah called him Spam.
I wanted to call him Buster, but she insisted.
That's a funny name.
She could have gone to Oxford, you know, she got an offer.
But, erm, she wanted to be near to me.
If she hadn't...
Well, you can't think like that, love.
Why would anybody threaten Hannah?
That is what they're trying to find out.
And I should stress that it's very early days, so I don't want
you to be alarmed or upset if they release her under investigation.
"She". That's the bit that I just...
And that doesn't mean that she's guilty of anything
more than just some silly texts.
But obviously, they've got to question her.
It's...
It's the thought of somebody hurting her, you see?
Deliberately.
I'm sorry.
I was the first person in my family to go to college.
- Were you? - Aye.
Hannah was always so good at school.
A stars and everything.
My parents were really supportive, just like you.
Mum was an LPN up the local hospital.
How about your dad?
What, the great entertainer? He was a full-time pisshead.
Look, Andrea, I just, I just, I wanted to introduce myself
and just to begin to explain our role in the process.
Thank you for coming to see me.
I'm very grateful.
- There you go, love. - Thank you.
Cheers, darling.
Damian?
No, Dhillon's at home, still in bed, obviously. Talitha?
You must be joking.
Of course I'll talk to him.
Thanks, Meera, I appreciate it.
I'll see you at the next Select Committee.
Try and turn up this time.
Talitha and Dhillon are close.
They knew each other from school.
The one she got chucked out of?
No, that was Roedean.
So...
- what do you reckon? - Malicious communication...
it's a bit of an odd one.
It suggests that they're chancing their arm a bit.
They'll only get an extension if
they're contemplating a murder charge.
Talitha...
I mean, she's a lot of things, but...
- Anyway, we've activated Mr Reeves. - Great.
Brian can find a leak in a nuclear sub.
Duty solicitor is a Ms Cleo Roberts.
Well, pat her on the head and send her straight back to the high street.
I would certainly hope so.
The commies and the nimbys are going nuts about me being
invited onto the new planning taskforce.
They're going to love this.
Thank you.
Cleo.
Hi, James.
You all right?
Yes.
I thought you were in Durham.
- Yeah, I was, but then I came back, you know? - Oh.
Cleo, mate!
Troy Manners!
- Good to see you're still picking up the air miles. - Yeah.
Frequent flyer.
I hope you have representation.
No comment.
Here, they try and pin this shit on me,
I'm coming for my best girl, you know that?
Come on, let's keep it moving.
You're on the Talitha Campbell case, right?
Yes. How did you...?
DI Cassidy told me.
Wait, Troy is not involved in this?
I can't comment, Cleo.
No.
Of course not.
You never could.
The porridge was shit, by the way.
I'll pass that on to the chef.
Thanks.
Do you know any drug dealers?
Might do, what are you after?
I'm a student, of course I know drug dealers.
Been in touch with any recently?
Not recently, no.
The police are holding a drug dealer called Troy Manners.
I don't know anyone of that name.
Sure?
Positive.
Your father's arrived, Talitha.
You fucking told him.
- Please don't swear at me. - Did you?
No, of course not.
Then, make him go away.
Go on, what are you waiting for?
You're still getting paid, even if you are on legal aid.
OK, Talitha... last warning.
Watch your mouth.
Sorry.
I'm just really tired now.
Please make him go away.
And if he's brought Seb Harding with him,
tell him to fuck off times ten.
Thanks.
- Sir Damian Campbell? - Please, just Damian.
I'm Cleo Roberts, the duty solicitor assigned to Talitha's case.
It's so good to meet you and thank you so much for everything
you've done for Talitha so far.
May I introduce Seb Harding, who's my lawyer?
Nice to meet you.
Talitha has asked me not to tell you any of the details of her case.
I've got a pretty good idea what's going on.
OK, Chloe, with all due respect,
I'm sure you've done a great job so far...
It's Cleo. And Talitha has also been very specific that you are not
to be involved in any way.
Please excuse Seb. He can't remember my name most of the time!
And if you would be so good
as to give me some contact details?
Of course.
She's OK, by the way.
Good to hear.
Better get back in there.
I thought we would...
Talitha won't budge until she's scared enough.
Let's go get a coffee.
Right.
Who's Lady Tease?
No comment.
Is it Talitha Campbell?
No comment.
You ever met Talitha Campbell?
No comment.
Etc, etc.
Is Lady Tease Talitha?
That's how he stores her number in his phone.
And we've got him at the ball and calling her.
Then three days later, we've got him meeting Talitha in the pub,
and receiving an envelope from her.
And there's footage.
We have the pub under surveillance as part of a drugs operation.
And you think she's paying him for the hit?
Look, if Talitha commissioned an attack on Hannah,
he fits the bill perfectly.
He's a drug dealer, so he can present an alternative explanation
for all of the things that you've just mentioned.
Maybe he was just at the ball dealing drugs to Talitha,
and the envelope's connected to that.
- Here we go. - Yeah.
So the thing you guys seem to forget is,
I actually want a conviction as badly as you do.
That's why I don't want to hit a jury with evidence that comes
with a big old ribbon marked "reasonable doubt".
Let's just see what Talitha has got to say about it all.
Troy's DNA anywhere in Hannah's room,
- that'd be the real kicker. - Yeah, we're working on it.
Let them know we're ready for Talitha again.
Yes, boss.
How's Cressy taking it?
Took to her bed with a bottle of Black Cow, a couple of benzos.
Well, that's Cressy.
Oh, good.
We're booked into Wessex House for the night.
Ooh, shame I didn't bring my trunks.
- Brian. - Hey, Damo.
What you got on Cleo Roberts?
What about her involvement in this Hargreaves case?
Whistle-blower.
She was part of a prosecution team handling a big gangland case
that involved a lot of undercover work.
But the digital disclosure was all over the shop,
and she grassed up her own team. Case abandoned and judge slapped
everybody about - her name was mud.
Then she switched sides and teamed up with her old buddy,
Heidi McKinnon, putting the scum back on the streets,
mainly low-level dealers, assaults.
Minimum-wage stuff.
Bottom line there, brassic.
Keep me updated.
Who do you buy your drugs from, Talitha?
Obviously, that is a wholly inappropriate
question you do not need to answer.
I'll rephrase it.
Do you ever buy drugs?
Sorry, I must have missed the part where my client was cautioned over...
I don't need to.
Men are always pestering me to take them, for reasons
that are completely beyond me.
Do you know a man called Troy Manners?
No.
Well, that's a lie, isn't it?
No.
Take a look at this, would you?
Do you know him?
Of course you do.
That's Troy at the ball.
Trusty mobile in hand.
A mobile on which you exchanged several texts.
See, we've had this pub under surveillance for a while.
That's you... and Troy.
Three days after Hannah disappeared.
You hand him an envelope.
No comment.
Flip-flopping again!
I can't believe your solicitor hasn't warned you about that as a look.
Interview terminated.
What, what's happening?
Charge me with something or let me go, it's nearly 24 hours.
I know my rights.
Unless I ask for an extension,
which under the circumstances, I will certainly get.
What circumstances?
Talitha... Talitha Campbell,
you are now being arrested on suspicion of murder.
Caution her, please, Andy, then meet me at the car.
Talitha Campbell, I'm arresting you on suspicion of murder.
You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence...
La la la la la la la la la...
..something you later rely on court.
Anything you do say may be given in evidence.
Do you understand?
La la la la la la.
- Talitha, take it easy. OK? - Take it easy.
- Talitha...
? There's no need to worry if you fall on your faces, no disgrace... ?
Talitha, stop. Stop it.
La la la la...
Why did you not tell me about Troy?
Because I'm not going to admit to knowing a drug dealer in a police station.
And we usually refer to him as Monies.
What's your problem with Seb Harding?
He's a bit too close to my mother, if you know what I mean.
And yet your father...?
Yes, but that's my dad.
Not giving a shit is the ultimate curse, right?
What happens now?
Now, I imagine there'll be a hiatus while
they carry out the formal identification.
Autopsy, DNA tests, etc.
So they have to release me.
No, they will release you on the malicious communication charge,
but reset on the murder charge, which means an
additional 36 hours with the permission of the Super,
which they are sure to get.
Wait, what? I'm meant to be going to Paris.
No, a friend's got a gallery opening.
They think you paid somebody to murder Hannah.
You do understand that, right?
Sure. But it's bollocks.
Also, innocent until proven guilty.
Yes, that is exactly what they're trying to do.
Butch up, Cleo. If you do an OK job here,
maybe I'll keep you on to sue their arses.
Talitha has been arrested.
Her dad called me, he's very worried.
The only thing he worries about is share prices.
Why do you think they've arrested Talitha?
I honestly don't know.
I've been trying to call her, but she hasn't answered.
So... I guess we know why, now.
It really wouldn't surprise me if she had something to do with this.
That's stupid. She might be a bit nuts, but she's not a murderer.
Do you know anything, Dhillon?
Because if you do, you must tell the police.
Of course I don't know anything.
What would I know?
I just thought she must have gone off somewhere.
I can't believe it.
I hope you don't know anything, because every time Talitha got
into trouble at school, you became involved in some way.
Well, I'm not.
I don't believe Talitha has anything to do with it, either.
Thanks.
- What kind of text? - Urgent-sounding.
"Call me", mainly. He sent quite a flurry to
- Talitha's phone yesterday. - Who is he?
He's the housemate, Dhillon Harwood.
He's gone back to the family home in London, now that term's over.
You know who his mum is, right?
Oh, yeah.
Look, don't tell the CPS anything about this.
He's going to find out. And about the activity
on the bank account after the disappearance.
Of course we're going to tell him just one thing at a time, all right?
Let's get the identification over with first, then we'll see what's what.
- Right? - Yeah.
- Think they'll charge? - Wait for the autopsy, I imagine.
Lady Tease pays Monies to murder Cinderella...
press are going to like it.
- How do you like it? - Troy Manners?
Anything's possible, I suppose, but I don't see it.
Yeah, but what about her?
Thanks so much.
Excuse me, sir.
- What's going on with Talitha? - I'm sorry,
- I did say. - It's OK, Jill. It's OK.
I can't discuss that with you, I'm afraid, Mr Campbell.
Lawyer-client confidentiality.
Rising Star! 2015.
And diversity as well.
We all approve of that, don't we?
Erm, no, actually, not in my experience.
So you were meant for greater things than a provincial
high street once, weren't you, Cleo? No offence, Heidi...
I assume you're the McKinnon...?
- Yeah. - Thought so.
Till you stubbed your toe on that unfortunate Hargreaves case.
I know a thing or two about snakes and ladders.
I'm sure you do.
And I can be either.
- Really, I don't have a preference. - As long as you get your way.
Precisely.
Get my daughter to talk to me,
let me help her, and then it will be to everybody's advantage.
All right.
- Hey. - What's the latest?
The pathology report's in.
It looks like she was gagged with the same
item that was then used to strangle her.
- Gagged? - Yeah, she's got green fibres in her mouth and also
under her fingernails, where she tried to release the pressure on her neck.
Fractured hyoid.
Green fibres.
Silk, possibly a scarf of some sort, they reckon.
- A scarf? - Uh-huh.
So she was gagged and strangled with a green scarf?
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There's a bloody screw missing.
Laura, there's a bloody screw missing!
Ach, Laura, does it even need all the screws in it, anyway?
Absolutely not, It's only got a baby in it.
Will you just see who that is? Don't answer if it's my dad,
I'll be on all night.
DI Cassidy.
They put her in a sleeping bag, and they placed a kettlebell
in a rucksack to weigh her down.
Then they dumped her in the wheelie bin, but there's more.
There.
There it is.
What more do you want?
It was her, James.
She's wearing the fucking murder weapon.
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