Where the Truth Lies Doctors

Mr Greenaway called back.

He'll be at the St Phil's number at two.

Thank you, Mrs Tembe! Organised as always.

Which is more than could be said for, erm...

Right, OK. It's Tamir. Tamir Niaz.

I know your father, don't I?

And you're here as a temporary patient?

Yeah. Just visiting from uni.

What do you study?

Political Science at Bradford. Doctorate.

Don't get me started on politics before lunch

or it'll be antacids and hypertension pills before dessert!

OK, what can I do for you today?

Stress...I suppose.

I need to stay sharp for my work.

Focused. Make sure I don't miss anything.

But...I'm having trouble.

You've been overdoing it?

Is there a dissertation or somesuch?

Erm, yeah.

Right. Well, you know what I'm going to say.

Prevention is better than cure.

Remove the source of the stress,

which would seem so much more authoritative

if I could remember where I put that blasted number!

The bin.

7638 2254.

A fine eye for detail,

which must come in very useful for your studies.

Information's important, isn't it?

You just never know which bit.

Too true!

Anyway, it's nearly end of term, so...

It's just...it's pretty intense right now.

OK. Diazepam short term,

referral back to your GP

then kick back and relax as soon as you can.

-I need to start knitting.

-You?

If there's going to be an epidemic of little O'Neils running around...

It's over, all right?

-Nothing to see here.

-Since when?

Since I pulled the plug on Wednesday.

Which is probably why I've been working on my own since Thursday.

So you can all relax and wind your necks in, all right?

Dave! How could you let a ray of sunshine

like that slip through your fingers?

-It was just a bit of fun!

-MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Until she started getting all...full-on.

-Hi.

-You've dodged a bullet there, mate!

On my way...

Did she really want all the hearts and flowers stuff?

Yeah. Thank you very much. Cheerio.

-See you later.

-See you.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Jimmi! Go on?

The SOLO? No, I don't know who's on today.

But as far as I know we've not had any sexual offences in.

Yeah. No, no. That's OK, I'll round-up a chaperone. See you.

Where you going? There's a vindaloo with your name on it.

I've just got to sort something out. I'll catch you later.

Yeah, well, if you can't stand the heat...

'You've reached Torch. Please leave a message.'

Reference 6RV42. I need a call back ASAP.

I need support!

You didn't have to deliver them personally.

You said ASAP.

And I was wondering if I've missed something coming in or...

Yeah, you'll hear from the SOLO.

Hi.

Hi. I thought Mrs Land was working today?

No, no. She's not feeling too well, I'm afraid.

Oh, dear.

So I said I'd be happy to step in. If that's OK with you?

Yes, of course.

I am happy if you're happy.

-OK?

-What do you think?

The SOLO's here, so...

MOBILE PHONE

Rob Hollins.

I just need to know if you've had any contact.

Anything you can tell me.

Start with the last few days. The name is Tamir Niaz.

N-I...

A-Z...

Tam! Tamir!

-Khal...Khali. What are you doing here?

-I live here!

What are you doing here? Thought you weren't back for a couple of weeks.

Just...coffee, if you're up for it?

-'Hello, university.'

-Yeah, hello.

Could I speak to someone in the pastoral care department, please?

'Certainly, sir. Please hold while I put you through.'

You know I've just remembered, I've got to be somewhere else.

What? Come on, I've hardly seen you the last year!

Sorry, it's just...you know.

It's right there. Just a couple of minutes.

I was telling my friend Meena, on my course,

all about my favourite cuz, Tam.

You know, off doing his doctorate.

Proper brainbox in the family.

Although she thinks I'm making you up.

Buy you a jammy doughnut?

Yeah? You need feeding up!

Could you pass me a tin of condensed milk while you are there, please?

Business is booming!

Yes. We could expand.

If we had the room.

Meantime it's shoulder to shoulder.

-Hey, what happened to "catch you later"?

-Can I have a word?

Tandoori-tastic. You don't know what you missed.

-What? Not my fault you bottled it.

-Come in.

I am arresting you... HE LAUGHS

..on suspicion...

On suspicion of carrying a concealed takeaway? Guilty as charged.

We don't leave a man behind, do we?

..on suspicion of rape.

What? No!

What you on about? Who?

No. She wouldn't.

I'm sorry. It's official.

I didn't!

Mate, you know I didn't.

I just thought, if it had to be done, you'd rather it be me.

All right. OK.

All right. No cuffs, OK?

And no cells, I'm not going in the cells. All right, mate?

Don't worry about it.

Right. Back in his box. Said he was being stitched-up.

I'm sorry but I've got to do this.

You needed a forensic exam?

You don't have to say anything...

What the hell's going on?

..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...

Bet your dad was happy to see you, was he?

Mum says he never stops talking about how well you're doing.

I could come over if you like, I haven't seem him for a while.

-How long you here for?

-No, not long.

Got to get back, you know?

Oh, OK. Well, next time?

It's still going OK? You know, your thesis and all that?

Yeah. Getting there.

I don't know how you do it.

Up to your ears in jihadi, extremist muppets, 24/7.

Yeah, well.

The papers think we're all at it, don't they?

People checking your rucksack on the bus, calling you terrorist.

Someone has to find the truth.

Where are you looking, exactly?

It's just,

you look tired.

If you need to moan, I don't mind.

Then I can moan to you.

Like old times.

MOBILE PHONE RINGS

Hello.

Yeah, that's me.

What about Tamir Niaz?

-Tam..!

-Who is this?

-My name is Zafar. Who am I speaking to, please?

-Tam? What?

-He must have seen you! Tracked us!

-Who? Hang on! Are you in trouble?

You take your mum to Leeds for a few days, yeah? Aunty Asma's.

-Tam...I don't understand.

-Just do it! You'll be safe there.

So, it started off like any other normal evening together?

It's all in there.

I just want to get this over and done with.

Better to be clear from the start, just to be sure.

So I know what to look out for.

Yes. Normal.

That's how it started, anyway. You know, a good time.

Like always, just a bit of fun.

Tamir!

-Tamir! Tamir!

-What you doing here?

I thought you'd be here, I've got your book.

-You read it? It's classified!

-Classified?

-Just...thanks.

To be honest, I'm a little bit worried about you.

-Maybe we should have a conversation.

-Just get out of here.

I'm sorry?

-Just go! Now!

-I think you should just calm down and...

Just go! Now! Just drive! Please!

There you go.

-I'm glad things worked out like this.

-Yes?

I just wanted to thank you again.

All the work you've put in to making this place such a success.

Oh, and that supermarket called back for "the insistent lady".

THEY LAUGH

They're happy to donate, so...

Everything's looking good.

That is very encouraging!

I wanted to thank you too.

Oh, my!

No, no! I've got you!

Let me. I'll get that.

Anyway, I went to see Thomas.

And it was one of the hardest things that I've ever had to do.

Going there and knocking on the door.

It was like a test from God.

I was so frightened.

I can imagine.

But it was not poor Thomas that I was frightened of.

It was my past on the other side of that door.

My, my sins.

I did not realise the weight that I'd been carrying around

for all these years until it started to lift.

And then I realised that it was not a test...

..it was a gift.

A gift from God.

A gift of forgiveness.

Forgiveness from Thomas,

from all my friends at the Mill.

And I owe it all to you.

Oh, no. Nah.

I only suggested you knock.

You crossed the threshold yourself.

I'm just glad that the past is in the past.

And that love...

..whatever different forms it takes...

..it is also a gift.

And you were drinking?

Wine.

He knew I liked Shiraz so he brought a bottle.

Tied a little ribbon around it, like he cared.

Just a bit of a fun gesture, you know?

But maybe I was putting out the wrong signals, but...

-How much had you had?

-Dunno.

Anyway, she must have knocked back the best part of it.

A couple? Two glasses?

Is that normal? For her, I mean...

Maybe it was Dutch courage.

I mean, we were just chit-chatting about the day, you know?

Unwinding. And then she starts dropping in these subtle hints,

about five-year plans and settling down.

I should have seen it coming then, shouldn't I?

I wasn't out of it, if that's what you're asking.

Tamir, I spoke to the university.

They say you've been pushing yourself,

researching these extremist groups.

They wanted you to come home and unwind.

You have no idea, do you?

You think you're safe.

And the world's just ticking along.

Doesn't even occur to you why it might be ticking.

I don't know what you think you're involved with,

-but if the university...

-It was just my cover!

The uni was my cover!

Unless you have totally blown it.

-Cover for what?

-Research, infiltration, surveillance.

-What surveillance?

-There!

It's a safe house. There's a whole network.

This isn't making any sense at all.

I know that there is a Red Cell connection.

But I've heard nothing from Torch.

Torch?

They have blueprints, diagrams,

people who can handle stuff like this and make it safe.

I can't do it on my own.

If you think you are in real danger, we should involve the police.

No, no! Get down!

So it was quite a bit later at this point, hen you'd gone to bed?

Yeah.

It was a hard day. I couldn't keep my eyes open.

I don't know where she got the energy. I was knackered, you know?

Could have happily called it a night.

I should have.

Where was Dave?

He said he wanted one for the road.

The next thing I know he's on top of me.

On the bed? And he forced intercourse?

OK.

And in terms of forensics to support the charge,

is there anything that we could look for?

Specific injuries, marks?

-Don't think so.

-What about on him?

-Scratches, bruises? Anything at all?

-No!

Like I told you! He was on top of me!

And you don't remember things turning sour,

signals changing in the heat of the moment?

No! Nothing! She was, like, into it. Seriously.

I couldn't move! I couldn't do anything! I was face-down.

He had his hand on the back of my neck and the other on my wrist.

Is this what you meant by "full-on"?

No, no. More afterwards, when she went all Fatal Attraction on me.

Started going on about me being The One and all that.

I had to end it, didn't I?

He hurt me.

Emma, you must be able to see why she's doing this?

So it happened how many hours after you were drinking together?

-It says about two hours.

-I told you I wasn't drunk.

No, I just meant...

What? Just because I'd had a few, I'm fair game?

I told him to stop! I didn't want it again!

It's just about the time gap.

Are you saying that there was previous, consensual sex?

-Are you sure this man is dangerous?

-Shh!

-No, no!

-What is it?

Khali!

Tam, what is going on? You're really scaring me!

-We've got to go, now! Please!

-I just wanted to see you and your dad.

No! You don't understand, it's dangerous!

You're Tam, yes? I've heard a lot about you.

Tam, this is Zafar. He's a social worker.

No!

He's, he's part of the network. The Red Cell connection.

I was calling about your father, Tamir.

I rang several times, but there's no answer.

No, you stay away!

The pharmacy haven't delivered lately

and no-one's seen him at the Mosque.

I even tried his niece, but I got cut off.

Tam. Look at me.

I know you, yeah? And I can see that something's not right.

Please, please talk to me. Like old times?

-No! No!

-What is it? What's in there?

Tam! Tamir!

I need Torch. Why didn't they call back?

It's not safe! Everyone out.

Come on, now. Quick! Out!

-Gordon.

-Winifred. Look, I'm so sorry.

All this talk of forgiveness. I just hope you can forgive me.

No, no. There is nothing to forgive.

But I should have spoken before.

Please Gordon, it was all my fault.

I am so very sorry that I lied to you most of all.

If I could change the past, I would.

But I just hope, with all my heart, that we can make a fresh start.

Yes.

I hope we can.

I know we can be the best of friends.

You see, the truth is...

..I can't share my life with someone who can't share the truth with me.

I'm so sorry.

But...

..the power of forgiveness?

Of course I forgive you.

Please understand.

Yes.

Yes, of course.

I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.

I do not understand.

I do not understand.

I cannot accept that.

I have waited all my life, denied myself the happiness

I know that we could share.

Winifred.

My wife and I never had a lie between us.

How could you and I ever be happy settling for less?

Please.

Yes!

I think we could.

If I was with you. Yes.

I'm so sorry.

He's been dead for several days.

The carbon monoxide levels were very high.

It's all my fault.

No. They said it was a problem with the boiler.

I was so caught up with making him proud.

"You study hard. I've got my support network!"

The one thing he asked me to do was get the boiler serviced.

One important bit of information.

And I forgot.

-MACHINE:

-'You have one message.

'Hello, Torch Boilers, returning your call.

'We'll try you again later, or you can call back 9 to 5,

'Monday to Friday to arrange a service appointment. Thank you!'

I'm sorry if that was uncomfortable. I'll get everything off ASAP.

What's the point? Proves we had sex.

No-one's going to believe it more than that, are they?

Especially if I admit I was up for it. Or you do.

I wouldn't do that.

I'd encourage any woman who has been raped to press charges

and see it through to the end. But not with a lie.

-The truth screws the case.

-Maybe, maybe not.

And if it comes out later you lose everything.

I don't care. Whatever it takes.

I want him to pay for what he did.

It's Tommy.

We're married!

I think this is a little more serious.

Just making my point, we're all vulnerable.

Free miracle sponges. One day only. No catch!

-No.

-It'll only take ten minutes.

Hey, where are you going?

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