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157 INT. CARLY KIRK’S FOSTER PARENTS’ HOUSE. LATER THAT DAY.

This is a clean and tidy house but there’s not much money in

the family. BOB and TESSA CARSON (40s-50s) were Carly Kirk’s

foster parents. Lindsay interviews them, glancing initially

at a file with Carly’s photo on the top.

LINDSAY:

Thank you for making time to see me

today. As I told you on the

telephone, I’m heading up a newly

formed unit that’s taken over the

search for Carly.

TESSA:

Anything we can do to help.

LINDSAY:

Before she went missing, did you

notice anything unusual in Carly’s

behaviour?

TESSA:

She’d always been ... difficult. A

lot of them are, that we take in.

LINDSAY:

How did her difficult nature

manifest itself?

TESSA:

You try and make them stay in

school, not go out late, if they go

out maybe it’s the pictures ...

BOB:

Carly drifted back into her old

ways, or what they said were her

old ways. Out late, drinking,

smoking. Boys too.

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157 CONTINUED:

TESSA:

We found a used condom in her room

...

BOB:

We did our best not to push her

away ...

Tessa’s head sinks. Bob grips her hand comfortingly.

A sad silence falls. Lindsay glances down at the file on her

lap, showing Carly’s picture.

Lindsay looks sad.

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158 INT. LINDSAY’S HOUSE. THAT NIGHT.

Lindsay plays piano, a soft, melancholic melody. She’s lost

in herself, away from all her troubles. She doesn’t wear the

collar.

Through the wall comes the sound of loud music starting up.

Lindsay tries to play through it, but it’s impossible.

She slams down the keyboard lid in frustration.

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159 INT. LINDSAY’S HOUSE. LATER THAT NIGHT.

Now in bed, Lindsay is kept awake by music still playing

loudly. It torments her.

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160 INT./EXT. LINDSAY’S NEIGHBOURS’ HOUSE. MOMENTS LATER.

From inside the house, the doorbell rings persistently over

the music. Lindsay’s neighbour, LORNA BARRETT (female, 30s),

marches unsteadily to the front door, drinking from a wine

glass, and throws it open.

LORNA:

What do you -- ?

(CONTINUED)

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160 CONTINUED:

Lindsay stands on the doorstep. She swings an empty wine

bottle from behind her back and strikes Lorna across the side

of the face. The bottle doesn’t break but makes a hard thud.

Stunned, Lorna falls back onto the hallway floor.

Lindsay drops to one knee beside her and grabs a fistful of

her hair. She uses it to bang her head on the carpet in time

to her words.

LINDSAY:

I’m. Not. Going. To. Take. It. Any.

More.

Lindsay releases her and slams the front door shut as she

exits.

Lindsay wipes the bottle under her sleeve and drops it in

another neighbour’s recycling, then she calmly walks back to

her house, scoops up the cat and shuts the door behind her.

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161 INT. 4TH ST STATION. SQUAD ROOM/LINDSAY’S OFFICE. NEXT DAY.

Back in her collar, Lindsay studies more information from the

database on Carly Kirk, making notes. She glances up and sees

a PC escorting Steve and Georgia towards Lindsay’s office.

Lindsay takes a beat before deciding what to do. She opens

her door but doesn’t let them in. Straight away officers

nearby visibly take an interest, making Lindsay feels she’s

under the microscope.

Following the grilling at AC-12, she feels personal animosity

towards Arnott.

LINDSAY:

Yes?

STEVE:

Just wanted to ask you a couple of

questions, ma’am.

LINDSAY:

Which should take place following

legal notice and in the presence of

my Police Federation Rep.

STEVE:

We can do all that if you prefer,

ma’am, but you’re being interviewed

as a witness, not a suspect.

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161 CONTINUED:

LINDSAY:

Heard that one before.

STEVE:

We had a job to do. I’m sorry.

Thanks to your cooperation, our

investigation’s moving on.

GEORGIA:

This isn’t a trap, ma’am.

Georgia’s sympathetic manner persuades her. Grudgingly, she

lets them in.

GEORGIA:

You’re the last living person to

have had contact with DS Akers. We

need to form a view of her mental

state that night.

LINDSAY:

Okay.

GEORGIA:

How was she behaving?

LINDSAY:

She was on edge. Nervous. I’d say

very nervous.

GEORGIA:

Did she give any reason why she

wasn’t in contact with her own

team?

LINDSAY:

She didn’t.

STEVE:

Did she refer to any process -- ?

Steve stops dead as Kate appears on the other side of the

door waving a file. He and Georgia take a beat to regain

their concentration. Lindsay beckons her. Enter Kate.

KATE:

Sorry, gaffer, you said you wanted

these straight away.

LINDSAY:

Thanks, Kate.

(To Steve and Georgia.)

My new DC, Kate Foster.

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Kate acknowledges them and slips out without batting an eye.

LINDSAY:

You were saying?

STEVE:

Did DS Akers refer to any process

of clearing her actions with her

superiors?

LINDSAY:

No, she didn’t.

GEORGIA:

Did she discuss any role played by

other members of her team?

LINDSAY:

No, she didn’t.

GEORGIA:

As far as you could tell, who was

DS Akers working with?

LINDSAY:

As far as I could tell, she

appeared to be working alone.

STEVE:

That’s been very helpful. Thank

you, ma’am.

LINDSAY:

Okay.

They exit. Lindsay watches them go, poker faced.

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162 INT. 4TH ST STATION. SQUAD ROOM. CONTINUOUS.

As Steve exits with Georgia, he glances glassily at Kate.

Kate, at her desk, glances back with an equally unreadable

look.

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163 INT. RESTAURANT. THAT NIGHT.

Steve sits at the bar, drinking a beer pensively, beside

Hastings.

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163 CONTINUED:

HASTINGS:

I asked Kate to look at all the

operational options. Neither of us

suspected she could get embedded so

quickly. There was an unfilled post

for Denton’s DC ...

Steve nods but it’s clear he’s resentful.

HASTINGS:

You want a row? What the hell were

you doing interviewing Denton

again?

STEVE:

We’re not allowed to investigate

Akers. So I asked Denton about her.

HASTINGS:

Well, full marks for ingenuity,

son.

The tension dissipates slightly.

STEVE:

Supposing Akers was the inside

woman --

Hastings’ face lights up as ROISIN HASTINGS (50s) enters.

HASTINGS:

Sorry, Steve.

Hastings gets up to greet her.

HASTINGS:

Steve, meet the trouble and strife.

(To Roisin.)

Steve Arnott.

STEVE:

Pleased to meet you, Mrs. Hastings.

ROISIN:

Roisin.

They shake hands and a waiter leads them to a table, handing

over menus.

HASTINGS:

Well, it’s about time. Ordinarily

this’d be home-cooked, but we’re

having the kitchen done.

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