That's fine. We'll stick with it. Okay. Bye.
Oonagh doesn't remember a scar.
Hi Anna. Wanted to ask you a question.
We're trying to find out if your mum had any identifying marks on her body.
Maybe a scar on her left side?
- Have you found something? - We're not sure yet.
Is there any chance you could ask your dad?
I don't think I could ask him without risking him getting very upset.
I could maybe ask Cynthia.
- Whatever you can do. Thank you. - Bye.
Sam, how're you getting on with Gloria Conti?
Working my way through the list. I've done the main registers.
Now moving up to the ancestry sites.
Saul?
Yeah, just... just getting through it, chief.
Well wrap it up this morning. We need you back on surveillance with Shifty.
Hello. Strikes office.
- So who have we got who's still alive? - Not many.
Doctor Brenner's dead. That must be his wife.
There's Gloria Conti.
Oonagh we've spoken to.
What's Steve Douthwaite doing at their Christmas party?
Friends with one of 'em?
He didn't mention that in his police interview.
What do we know about him?
Carl Oakden wrote that trashy book about Margot's case.
His big scoop was finding Steve Douthwaite
working at a holiday camp called Baxton's after Margot vanished.
He'd changed his name to Steve Jacks.
I've searched the internet for both of them. But there's nothing.
There's Janice Beattie and Irene Hicksom.
Irene, you were a receptionist at St Johns,
and Janice, you were a district nurse?
Can you tell us what you remember about Margot?
Well! When Margot died everybody and his dog had a theory. Didn't they Jan?
We don't know Margot's dead.
Well yes of course we do! No. No. You've gotta to be realistic.
What kind of theories did people have?
Oh well... We had one nutter, he was... what was he called Athorpe?
No, I think it was Applethorpe.
That's what it was, it was Applethorpe.
Well he went around saying he'd killed her with magic!
Died himself under a bridge.
What was that one called, it was on the tip of my tongue.
- It was a "wuh" wasn't it a "wuh"? - Walter Street.
Walter Street, yeah. That's what!
You had to do a home visit to Applethorpe, didn't you?
You said it stank.
I only went once. That was plenty.
His wife and kid had disabilities. Looked like an hard life.
Thing is, like Irene said,
there were loads of people reckoned it was this or that.
But she was in the papers. Some people just want a bit of attention, don't they?
- 'Scuse me. I'm so sorry. - We had a curry last night.
I told her it wasn't a good idea with the state of her guts.
It's the London water. It's no good for IBS.
Do either of you remember Gloria Conti?
- Yeah, I do. She was alright. - That girl was rough as anything!
She told me herself that her family was all mafia and her brother sold drugs.
Maybe she was but that--
Do you remember when she put drugs in the doctor's tea
just because she hated him?
Doctor Brenner could've died.
I was washing the mugs and I found an amytal cap in his mug.
But to be fair to Gloria there's no proof--
No well Jan did tell Margot, but she didn't do anything and I can tell you why.
Gloria was her pet project.
What kind of project?
Women's lib.
Yes, well she was always having a go at me about what I wore.
But I didn't care, because I liked men looking at me! Most girls do.
Can I show you both a picture?
Do either of you recognise
the two men that Gloria left your Christmas party with?
I've... I've never seen either of 'em.
I think the young one was her boyfriend?
He used to meet her, wait for her outside work.
The other one could be his dad, they are dressed a like, aren't they?
Do you remember the name of Gloria's boyfriend?
No. She didn't introduce us. No, not that I was really bothered!
The last thing, do either of you know if Margot had a scar on her abdomen?
Not that I know of. Mind you, when was I gonna see her naked?
Now, I think I know what that might be. I mean, she did have an abortion!
That's not leaving a scar like that. That's gossip.
I'm just trying to be helpful!
It was about a month before Margot disappeared.
I took a call from a clinic confirming an appointment for Margot
at this clinic in Bride Street,
but of course, back then the only reason people went to Bride Street was for...
private abortions.
What we should say, is that Margot was a good doctor, she knew her stuff.
Yeah, I suppose so, she was good for Kev, wasn't she?
No, all I'm trying to say is, it's not fair to bad-mouth her now.
I didn't not like her. I just thought she was a bit of a snob.
She wouldn't let us make cups of tea for her because we made it too milky.
Do you know what I mean?
But she had me going out for cakes
if she felt her blood sugar was lowering,
or ringing her husband, or fetching nappies for her kid.
That is not my job! So, how is that 'feminism'?
I once had to take cover in a ditch next to a rotting sheep.
Better or worse than those farts?
Very similar.
Really took me back.
- Well it's getting a bit chilli isn't it? - Yeah, yeah it is...
- Nice to see you both again. - Bye.
Doctor Gupta!
Welcome!
Thank you for the Christmas party footage. And for meeting us.
- This is Cormoran Strike. - It's a pleasure.
I might have more home movies with Margot in them. I'll look for you.
Thank you!
Do you recognise either of these two men?
No. And I have an excellent memory.
They all know me here.
So we kept the building as landlords.
Makes more money than medicine ever did!
We're hoping to find Gloria Conti.
Margot adored Gloria. But I haven't seen her since she left.
Let me show you her old office.
That was my office. That was Joseph Brenner's. And this was Margot's.
Were you aware that Margot was being sent threats?
The thing with Margot was, if you needed an abortion she just said yes,
no questions asked, and it became common knowledge.
This used to be a Catholic area. Lots of strong views on the subject.
Do you know if Margot had a scar on her abdomen?
No idea. Why don't you ask her husband, Roy Phipps?
Margot kept her own name, of course. But Roy's still alive.
When was the last time you saw him?
In this room.
He came in to collect Margot's personal possessions.
I assume the police had been in already?
Of course.
We kept the room locked until Roy came.
In terms of Doctor Brenner...
we'd heard that an amytal capsule had being found in his tea cup?
Who said that?
Anything you say to us is confidential.
Look, Joseph Brenner was a good doctor,
but he was also an addict.
It's more common than you'd think.
He wrote too many prescriptions for benzodiazepine.
- For himself? - Well for cooperative patients.
Joseph stopped doing it, after one of them died.
That man had a heart attack under the Warner Street bridge.
Sorry, was that Warner Street? Not Walter Street?
Warner Street.
And was the man's name Applethorpe?
Athorn.
Thank you for your time Doctor Gupta, that's very helpful.
- Sorry, was that Athorn: A-T... - H.O.R.N. Yes.
- Very best of luck. - Thank you.
There is an Athorn family registered round the corner. On Albemarle Way.
Janice mentioned a wife and child. It could be them.
This is route Margot should have taken to meet Oonagh at the pub.
That's where a witness saw two people struggling.
Would you be free to come round for dinner next week?
Yeah?
My flatmate's been cast as a soldier in a new TV show, he wants to study you.
- So long as there's beer. - Thanks. Appreciate it.
Afternoon. My name's Cormoran Strike. This is my partner, Robin Ellacott.
We were hoping to talk to you about your dad?
My Dad's dead. He's not here.
Go.
Hello.
My name's Robin. Can we talk to you about your husband?
Gwilherm?
That's Dad then.
- That's him now. - Put him down, Samhain.
Somebody told us he used to go around saying he used magic?
Did he ever talk about a doctor? A woman called Margot?
Yeah.
Can you tell me what he said?
He woke me up when he was crying and he said he killed her with his magic
but he didn't mean to.
I told him he was dreaming, he said it was a mistake but he did do it.
I heard him in here doing spells to make her to come back to life.
I'm having a hot chocolate. Are you?
Thanks. That sounds great. Why don't I give you a hand?
No hot chocolate for you.
This one goes there.
I know who really killed her,
but people don't like it if you talk.
Was it someone you know?
That's really good.
The thing is I'm a detective and people have to talk to us. So...
...makes it okay.
It was Nico and his boys.
Who's Nico?
Nico Ricci. He puts people in concrete.
Can I ask who told you that?
Beth did.
Who's Beth?
She's our social worker. She said it wasn't Dad, it was Nico Ricci.
Did Gwilherm tell lots of people that he killed Margot?
Do another piece.
Did Gwilherm know Doctor Bamborough? Was he a patient of hers?
He saw the other one. The old man.
Everyone gets tummy aches, but only Gwilherm died. So that was sad.
Do you recognise
either of these two men?
No. I don't like going out.
Do you recognise any of those men?
Faces aren't that easy for me.
Samhain was telling me about Nico Ricci?
I only told him because you have to tell a detective.
This girl's good at jigsaws.
Yeah Robin's good at everything.
Mrs Athorn, have you ever heard of Nico Ricci?
He puts people in concrete.
Gwilherm said that as well
He said dying in concrete is horrible.
Can you go away now?
- Sorry? - Can you go?
Of course.
Thank you for your time.
- Hey. Are you from social services? - Something I can help with?
Yeah, I still need paying
for what those two morons have cost me hoarding all that rubbish.
My ceiling's caving in!
Flat looked clean to me--
Yeah, it is now! Only after I said I'd take 'em to court!
There's still the damage though. They might come across like...
- Don't do that. - They ain't stupid though, are they?
They've mucked it out so it looks like there was never a problem
and I'm stuck with the bill! So which is it: arseholes or morons?
Well... we can't all be both.
Cheeky bastard!
Who's your line manager?
So who's Nico Ricci then?
Sounds like a local gangster.
Time to consult the expert.
Yes. Best breakfast in the world.
- Right. Who's breaking? - Me.
- Bet's a fiver. - Done. Robin.
Alright. Early days. Don't get cocky.
We wanted to pick your brains about Clerkenwell back in the day.
- Have you heard of Gloria Conti? - She a working girl?
- Is that the only possibility? - This is me being helpful.
- Have a look at this photo? - No hang on. Hang on.
Robbie's about to miss.
Lovely.
Do you know who these two men are?
- That's your foul. - I didn't do anything!
No, no, no fuck that, cos you two are a team and he just put me off.
- It's still my shot. - I take it you recognise them?
Yeah, what're you doing with that picture?
I'm asking who they are.
And I'll be crystal clear, Bunsen, I ain't telling you 'til I know why you're asking.
- It's a missing person enquiry. - Yeah, I bet it is.
Well, if you recognise 'em, other people will too. We'll just ask around.
No. don't do that.
That's manipulation, Robin.
I expect that off him, but thought you'd be better than that.
The older one Nico Ricci?
Why're you asking me if you already know!?
I didn't know. I do now.
Right, okay. Enough with the mind games!
Yes. That old boy, and he will be old now, that is Nico Ricci.
"Mucky" Ricci. He come up doing pimping, in strip clubs and porn.
Now the younger one, that's his boy, Luca. Luca does a bit of everything.
He got sent down for sticking electrodes on to this man's ballsack.
And get this: the geezer that he did it to,
he told the jury that he asked Luca to do it!
You know, like it was a sex game. Like you'd want that, fucking hell, no.
Anyway, Luca's done a bit of time,
but he's out now.
Don't go near them.
If Ricci's your answer, don't ask that question.
Luca he'd just shoot him. Bang! Bye. Bye Bunsen.
But you do not want to be the woman that Luca decides needs a lesson.
- We'd be careful. - No.
I've seen how you are with men like that.
And you've got balls, and nine times out of ten I respect that.
But this is that one time in ten.
Stay away.
I ran a search on Nico's son, Luca Ricci.
His name comes up on the fundraising page
for St Peter's Catholic nursing home in Clerkenwell.
He donated five hundred pound last summer.
Sounds like a wonderful guy.
The message with his donation says, "Keep on keeping my old man happy."
If Nico's a resident there, I could try talking to him?
He'd never talk.
As soon as you go sniffing around, it risks putting us on Luca's radar.
I wouldn't confront him. I'd just try and find out who he used to work with.
Get some of the names for the men he used in that film?
Robin. Shanker knows what he's talking about.
We'll keep our distance.
Thanks, Pat.
I'm gonna put a question mark on the people we haven't found yet.
What happens when you do find her?
What do you mean?
You'd have to scribble out that question mark.
If you use a sticky note you won't have to do that.
Right. We haven't got any sticky notes, so...
Yes we have. I've got a whole block of 'em in my drawer.
Okay...
Everyone says Margot liked Gloria Conti.
Gloria was dating Luca, whose dad Nico was a nasty piece of work.
So how does Margot fall foul of these two?
Why do you think that Athorn's social worker said that Nico killed Margot?
I've got her number. I'll give her a call.
For now, let's focus on confirming Margot's scar.
Your sister called again. She asked if you were in. Said I didn't know.
Thanks.
Everything okay?
Lucy's used to getting her own way, but Joan's tumour isn't having any of it.
I might have to go down there.
- Well, I can manage things here. - I can stay 'til the weekend.
No, you do whatever you need to do.
I might have something on one of these family-tree websites?
There's a woman called Trudy Mattison who's listed a Gloria Conti as a cousin.
- Looks the right age? - Great.
- Hello, are you Trudy Mattison? - Yes.
My name's Venetia Hall. I gather you're interested in family trees.
- How did you know that? - Don't worry, I'm not selling anything!
My clients are building a new family tree search engine
and we're looking for people to test it. It will be free to you after we launch.
- Completely free? - Yes, completely free!
All I'd do is spend ten minutes with you now,
getting some information about your relatives to populate our database.
It's just names, date and places of birth, current location.
- Hello? This is Mary. - Hello. Am I speaking to Mary Jaubert?
Yes.
Hello, Mary. My name is Robin Ellacott. I'm a private investigator.
I've been hired to look into the disappearance of Margot Bamborough.
I think you knew Margot back when you were known as Gloria Conti?
How did you get my number?
It's what I do for a living.
I also know you married a Frenchman, you have three grown up children.
And you live in NĂ®mes.
We have a lot to discuss. I could fly over if you'd rather talk face to face?
No. No, don't do that.
Look, I don't want to discuss anything. It was a long time ago.
I'm sorry but... please don't contact me again.
No. No, you listen to me.
Everything I've heard about Margot... she was a good person.
She left a hole in a lot of lives. And I don't care how long ago it was, Gloria.
You co-operate now or I will drag you into to court.
You and Luca Ricci.
How are you doing?
- How do I look? - Gorgeous as ever.
You're not a very convincing liar.
Once you start dying everyone lies to you.
They say they can make you comfortable. That's the big one.
- Are you in pain? - Yes.
Is it gonna get worse?
It might.
Thank you.
You're a sweet boy.
All those years wanting children and it's my ovaries that kill me.
What kind of a joke is that?
I do feel like I had children.
Lucy called me Mum right from when she was little.
I didn't know that.
She didn't do it in front of you. She knew you didn't like it.
Tis alright.
You loved Leda.
I know that made nothing very easy.
I better help Ted with the dinner.
Tell him not to put salt on everything.
- Is that causing you problems? - No. I...
I just don't like it.
Ta.
Joanie wants to plan the funeral.
Lucy thinks half the battle's in the head.
Well you're not gonna win if you're planning your own funeral are you.
She's sad that she's never gonna meet your kids.
I'm not gonna have kids.
That'll cheer her up, won't it?
I will say this though,
my sister having you kids was the best decision she ever made.
We were bloody glad she did that.
- Sorry I'm late. - Better late than never.
Right. Let's get started.
- Pen? - Here!
Thanks... Okay... Sam.
It's early days but I'm pretty sure my target's having an affair.
It's something about the way he keeps shagging this girl he's not married to.
Keep using the same place though. I could probably bug it?
Let's try and get photos first. Saul?
Another week and I can get his PA to wear a wire.
- Sorry? - Yeah, I've got his PA all softened up.
She's gonna be my weapon of mass destruction.
I thought I said not to approach anyone. This is a surveillance job.
- Yeah but if you ring Strike then-- - I don't need to ring Strike.
I made that decision.
I told Strike about the PA. I think he thought it was a good idea.
- Sorry, have I upset you? - No, I'm not upset.
Yeah well you seem a bit upset.
We've got a new job starting in Fulham. I'm gonna put you on that.
- Pat will brief you. - Just give me one more week on Shifty.
- I want to see the job done properly. - One more week sounds reasonable?
Oi. Both of you. Robin's the boss, yeah.
How's about we do whatever the fuck she tells us, okay?
Robs, for real, one week and I'll have everything we need on Shifty.
I've told you what's happening.
To be honest, we're struggling to find someone
who can confirm if your mum had a scar.
I hate to suggest it, but Paul Satchwell might...
He's living in Greece. He's not responding to our messages.
Is there a way you could ask your dad without it blowing up?
I'll think about it.
Well could it change things?
It's your decision, but honestly, yes,
it could be important.
I'll leave it with you.
Okay. Bye
Diddy!
What're you doing here and not telling your mates?
We could have been arseholed by now!
Maybe because he's meant to be spending time with Joan.
How is she?
As expected.
How is she today though? Have you actually seen her?
You're in trouble now.
Best of luck, mate!
You got time for one do you reckon?
Thanks so much for the lift.
Anytime, Luce. And you...
Call me next time!
If you're done with your work calls, shall we go and see Joan?
Hi, I'm actually just going to St. Peter's.
I'm from RG, the monitoring agency.
Have you got two mins for a super-quick survey?
Thank you so much.
- So, who have you been to see today? - My wife, Enid.
Enid. And do you feel that she's being looked after?
- You'd hope so, given the fees. - Fee levels. I'll make a note!
Alright?
I'm here to see Enid. I think my uncle's coming in as well today.
You just missed him.
Thanks.
Mister Ricci.
I'd like to ask you a few questions about Margot Bamborough.
Do you remember her?
Is that a yes?
Don't smile at me, you piece of shit. I know what you did.
What do you think happens now then? Am I gonna tie a bag over your head too?
- Who are you? - Are you family?
I'm his son.
I'm on my way out and he's making these moaning noises,
there's no nurses around. I come in 'cos I thought he's dying!
He moans a bit, don't mean nothing, do it, Dad?
I'll leave you too it then.
That's it, that's what he was doing! Like he was choking or something.
That's not what choking sounds like.
What's your name? I ain't seen you round here before.
Vanessa.
Who you here to see, Vanessa?
- My great-granny. - Oh yeah which one's that then?
Sadie. She's a few doors down from your old man. My mum's
My mum usually comes, but she's on holiday,
so I thought I'd bring some presents.
That's lovely that in it. Family person.
- I dunno. It's Christmas, innit. - Christmas.
You know what he'd like, for Christmas!
No...
A kiss from a pretty girl.
- Go on then. - You're cheeky, aren't you?
- Go on give him a kiss. - Yeah alright, mate. Enjoy your visit.
I'm glad your old man's alright.
- You not saying bye, bye to Sadie? - She'll be asleep now.
- You not staying with your Dad? - He's not much of a talker, my dad.
You forgot to sign out.
Oh yeah.
Thanks.
Thought you were here for to see Sylvie.
Sadie. I dropped of some presents for Enid as well.
What's with all the questions, mate?
Just trying to be friendly.
- You wanna lift? - I'm alright. Thanks though.
I'm going.
- I'm coming down. - No. No. No. Don't come down.
I'll be back for Christmas.
- It'll be special. - Not special. Just normal.
That's what I meant.
Sorry. I forgot to sign out.
Thanks!
How was the trip?
Anna Phipps has decided to let us talk to her dad.
Hopefully we'll get an answer on that scar.
Great. Well, I've been busy.
Luca Ricci did write that note to Margot. Here's the proof.
It's open. Come up the stairs.
The same handwriting. Look, it's the same weird mix of upper and lower-case.
It's exactly the same.
Where'd you get that?
- Mucky Ricci's nursing home? - Yeah.
- When? - While you were away.
After I told you not to?
It needed doing. This is proof that Luca was involved.
How long do you think it would take Luca to find you?
I wore a disguise. I used a fake name. It will not come back to us.
Why don't you just say: well done, this is good work.
It was. That's beside the point.
I don't want him to throw acid in your face,
or mine.
I think I'm done for the day.
I was careful.
You should have discussed it with me, first.
I'm Gloria Conti.
- Alright for me to go? - Thanks, Pat.
Come in, Miss Conti.
It's a long time since someone's called me that.
My children only know me as Mary Jaubert.
How did you find us?
I spoke with Mrs. Jaubert a few days ago.
I wasn't expecting you to come.
Neither was I. But I'm...
Well I read about you.
And then I thought... perhaps you were on the side of the angels.
And then I really did have to talk to you.
Because I think there's a good chance that Margot died
because of me.
Can I get you a drink?
Yeah, something strong. Please.
Come through.
No. My grandfather ran a coffee shop
and my dad worked for London Transport. None of them were criminals.
But I was shy and I hated being shy.
I wanted to look tough.
I had my surname, Conti, and The Godfather had just come out.
So I thought "Ooh, that's who I could become."
- I'm still so ashamed... - We're not here to judge.
That's what Margot would have said.
She always saw right through me.
She wanted me to go back to school.
But I was set on being Michael Corleone's wife.
And what I ended up with was...
Luca Ricci.
- Kept me waiting. - I had to lock up.
You said you'd be done by six.
I said six is when we close. I can't go 'til everyone else's gone.
Do you think I'm stupid?
I've been waiting here 15 minutes,
no patients coming out, no sign of anyone,
and then a Paki slips out and you come out a minute after.
So what's that about?
That's Doctor Gupta. He was finishing his paperwork. He's my boss. I can't just...
Do you think I don't know what you are? You fucking whore!
- How are you buying that coat? - I saved up...
If that's the way you want to make money, I can put you to work.
I was hoping someone might still be here. I need to get back into the building.
Yeah well she's not...
If you're still here when we're done, I'll call the police!
Get out now Gloria, please.
Go and open up. I'll be with you in a minute.
Start your car. And drive away.
You've got no idea who you're talking to.
I'm know what kind of man I'm talking to.
I've treated women with men like you in their lives.
And I've given evidence on their behalf in court and I'll do it again.
So why don't you fuck off and stay away from her?
Tell Gloria I'll see her later.
- He's not always like that. - I don't care about him.
I see so much potential in you. You're cleverer than you let on.
Men like him, when they find that out, they'll punish you for it.
There's nothing they hate more than a woman who sees who they are.
But I let it happen.
We aren't our mistakes.
It's what we do about our mistakes that shows who we are.
I didn't end it.
I tried to, but...
I kept making the same mistakes.
My ex-husband cheated on me three times. With the same woman.
It took me a long time to see it.
- Did you blame yourself? - Yeah.
Finally I did do it. I told Luca it was over.
Thanks Gloria!
And than he turnes up at our Christmas party.
With his dad.
I was terrified of making a scene.
I'll be two seconds.
You don't have to go.
I do, Doctor Bamborough
You're a nice girl, Gloria. My son likes you. You don't want to upset him.
And then I got pregnant.
I thought that was the end. I thought I'd have to marry him.
Margot helped you get an abortion, didn't she?
She booked it under her own name.
And she stayed with me afterwards.
She saved my life.
You were there on her last day. Could you talk us through that?
I was there on my own then this girl comes in.
- Take a seat. - Theo?
Theodora maybe?
Yeah?
There's a girl just come in asking to be seen.
- She'll have to come back tomorrow. - She's in a lot of pain.
Okay. Can you grab me my doughnut from of the fridge?
- Are you alright staying a bit longer? - Yeah.
- I could open these for you, if you... - Leave those alone. Please.
Okay.
Well the girl had an ectopic pregnancy.
And if Margot hadn't seen her then, she could have died.
Did Margot leave before you?
I'm gonna be so late for Oonagh.
It's horrible out there.
He'll kill you, Gloria.
You know that don't you?
With men like that it never ever gets better.
- Good night then. - Night, Doctor Bamborough.
I was there another ten minutes after she left. Just...
Turning out lights, things like that.
How does any of that make you responsible for what happened?
I think Luca abducted her.
Not him personally, because I was with him by seven, but maybe a cousin.
He knew she wanted me to leave him.
He said if I ever left him, he'd have her killed.
He said his dad once killed a girl called Kara for informing on them.
And he showed me photos of a man having his teeth pulled out.
So I believed him.
And I should have gone to the police and told them soon as she disappeared,
but Luca said they had detectives on the payroll.
When I realised Margot...
wasn't ever coming back,
I went to France.
Been there ever since.
It's the first time I've been back to London.
It's changed.
The only other person who knows about the abortion is my husband.
It won't go further than us.
No, what I really wanna say is...
if you find something that proves that Luca did it, I will go to court.
I'll tell them everything I've told you.
I owe Margot that. And more.
She was the bravest, kindest person I've ever known.
She saved me.
You did bloody well finding her.
You've done bloody well with everything.
I'm sorry I'm such a prick.
No problem.
I'll see you at Roy Phipps' house tomorrow?
Anna tells me you might have information about Margot?
We're hoping you might be able to help us with some questions.
I'm sorry, did you or did you not approach my daughter promising new information?
We did. What might really help us now is to know if Margot had a scar--
Doctor Bamborough.
If Doctor Bamborough had any scar on this part of her body?
No. She didn't.
A couple of moles. No more than that.
Do you have any photographs...
Of my wife naked? For you to take home?
Who is this man?
He's just trying to help your daughter, Roy. That's all this is.
Cynthia, would you...
Holidays. Our last one.
Summer of 1974. France. It's towards the back.
It's not her.
Why didn't you tell me you had these?
They've been sitting there for half a century.
I thought those were medical books!
Why didn't you tell me you had photos of Mum here?!
I've got two photos of me and mum together! Two!
You don't remember her.
We chose to give you a living home,
rather than a mausoleum.
You lied to me!
We never mean to...
And you wonder why I never trusted you?
Treating her existence like a guilty secret?!
I hired these people to find out what happened. They're detectives.
So you lied to me.
You're a coward! You thought she was seeing someone else.
A Paul Satchwell.
When all the time, I had evidence that she might even still be alive.
That necklace wasn't hers!
And everything you've done since
confirms that I did the right thing for you, you stupid girl!
That's bullshit!
I met other men whose women had gone missing. And it destroyed them!
Brian Tucker losing his marriage over his obsession with finding his daughter!
He almost had me roped in.
Sitting in a pub with him and Terry Wolfson,
Terry drinking himself to death over his sister, Kara,
and Brian wanting to dig up half of London!
It was madness!
There wasn't even any proof that Creed killed any of our women!
They were simply... gone.
And that's all we had in common!
I didn't forget your mother, Anna!
I tried not to let it destroy us.
I tried to give you happiness,
instead of what I have had, which was pain!
Dad.
Oh Dad.
Dad. No, stop...
If he dies...
No. He's right.
This has brought nothing but pain. I'm sorry, I just...
- I can't go on with it any more. - We understand.
- But Anna, I want to find her. - Robin...
All I'm asking for is your permission to keep looking for Margot.
We'll talk next week. Please let us know how Mister Phipps does. Come on.
The girl in the film is Kara Wolfson. She worked at the Carnival Club in Soho.
She went missing after work less than a year before Margot vanished.
This is some pornographic work, that Kara did. You can see the scar.
We'll bring the film in to Scotland Yard tomorrow. The Met can take it from there.
We've got all the pieces that you need.
We know who the woman in the film is. We know that Nico Ricci killed her.
There's no statute of limitation for murder.
Is he competent to stand trial?
He can't talk. But I mean he understand questions.
It's not just him. There are the men he had attacking her.
Got any names for 'em?
He will go down for this, won't he?
So Nico Ricci gets chocolates for Christmas...
and Luca Ricci drives around in his Aston Martin,
and there's not even a grave for Kara? And we're meant to accept that?
I'm sorry. Just being realistic.
Thanks, George. I'm gonna get off. It's been a long week.
Mister Strike?
Mister Strike. I'm Brian Tucker.
I have proof of who killed Margot Bamborough.
I have a written confession.
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