Wild Wood Doctors

MUSIC: Wild Wood by Paul Weller

# High tide... #

So, what's going to happen is we'll take you from here

to the police station to make your statements. OK?

I can come with you to the station, if you like.

# Knowing just where you're blowing

# Getting to where you should be going... #

I'm here for you...

-..always.

-# Don't let them get you down

# Making you feel

# Guilty about... #

Thanks for coming in.

I know this is difficult.

You're here because we need to make a record of what happened yesterday.

MUSIC DROWNS OUT SPEECH

Paul, we're taking Rhiannon's statement first.

We'll get you a cup of tea.

Jimmi?

# Climbing

# Forever trying

# Find your way out

# Of the wild, wild wood

# Now there's no justice

# You've only yourself

# That you can trust in... #

Do you understand?

Rhiannon, do you understand what I've just said?

This is not being taped.

But we do need to find out what happened yesterday

and we need to take a detailed witness statement. Is that OK?

So Daniel and Zara bought it for her.

It's a pretty nice present, I guess.

Must have been expensive.

DOOR SLAMS

Oh, hello. Having a party?

Oh, how very, very observant of you, Sid.

Yes, that's exactly what we're doing, isn't it?

We are having a party.

Tell you what, why don't you see if you can find some paper hats.

Sorry, have I said something wrong? Have I missed someone's birthday?

Yes, you have. Nicolas's.

Whose?

Come on, keep up. Rhiannon's son.

He would have been five weeks today.

Of course, that's if she hadn't killed him.

-Stop gawping, Sid.

-We don't know what happened yet, do we?

It doesn't matter, though, does it?

That's what people are thinking, isn't that right, Sid?

I... Um...

Oh, shut up.

I'm sorry.

I'm being very rude.

You've come in and found me in a foul mood.

I'm sorry, Sid.

It's all right.

WINE POURS

This is nice.

Hello?

Sorry, I'm just not in the mood.

It'll be good for you. Help you relax.

Relax?! Relax is being home, curled up in a onesie.

Not spending an evening with Zara and her perfect life.

You don't have a onesie.

We could leave now and pick one up on the way home.

Give her a chance. Like you did Daniel.

I do like Daniel.

-Hi!

-Hello!

-Hi there, how are you?

-Lovely house you have.

-Thank you!

-Come through.

-I hope we're not too early?

-No, no, good timing.

-Got some booze.

-Excellent.

Cheers, Bob.

-I'm happy to wait with him.

-Yeah, OK.

You can sit down.

I don't want to.

Sometimes the process can take time.

How much time?

-Depends.

-On what?

On what Rhiannon has to say.

Was Paul in the house when the incident happened?

Yes.

Had he been in all day?

No, he'd been at work.

He hated going back.

He loved spending time with Nicolas. He...

He loves... LOVED being a dad.

OK.

OK, Rhiannon, I want you now to tell me exactly what happened yesterday,

and take your time.

I was, er, bathing Nicolas upstairs.

Paul was downstairs making tea.

Listening to Paul Weller.

It was his favourite.

# High tide, mid-afternoon

# People fly by, in the traffic's boom... #

Oh, look! Let's get you out.

Are you ready to go down and see Daddy? Are you?

Come on, then. Let's go and get a bottle.

'We came down. I felt hot.

'Nicolas was warm in my arms. I could smell him.

-'Paul called up to me from the kitchen.'

-Hello, mate! Cup of tea?

Er, no, just water, thanks.

'Paul went back into the kitchen and I went into the lounge.'

Um...

I wanted to feed Nicolas before putting him down.

I went to pull the curtains and...

I was hot. I stood on a toy.

What toy?

It had wheels.

Um, Andy, Paul's mate, had bought it.

It was too old for Nicolas, but...

He loved the sound that it made.

It's all right, you're doing great.

You said you stood on a toy.

Yeah. I didn't see it.

I...slipped.

I put my hand out to stop myself.

And he dropped.

I just didn't have time to catch him.

I just screamed.

Because I heard Nicolas hit the table...

..and...

And, er, the noise was wrong.

It was solid. He was wrapped in a blanket, tight, but...

I just remember screaming.

And Paul came in and...

we tried to help, but I knew he was badly hurt.

Paul rang the ambulance.

I just picked him up and held him.

I just held him.

She's just a girl.

Just a girl like you, Ayesha.

She's going to be so scared.

Sometimes you just...

You just need someone to believe in you, don't you?

You do. You're right.

Emma, I know it's horrible,

but the police do know what they're doing.

They'll find the truth.

The truth?

The truth is that I fought for her to keep her baby.

And now that baby is dead.

Emma...

I...

Oh.

SHE MUTTERS

I don't feel so well.

You said you were hot.

Why was that?

I don't know.

Nicolas had just got out of the bath. Maybe that.

You put Nicolas into a hot bath?

No, a warm bath.

Were you ill? Were you running a temperature?

No, I wasn't.

What are you getting at?

As you well know, drugs can increase the body temperature.

Rhiannon, Chloe was taken off you by social services

because you were using drugs.

You took bloods yesterday!

We haven't had the toxicology report back yet.

I was about to feed my baby! I was not on drugs.

I know what this looks like and I do not care what anyone thinks.

I was a good mother and it was an accident,

and I'll never have another baby!

OK.

Thank you, Rhiannon.

I think we're done.

What happens now?

You read and sign the statement.

Then we'll take Paul's, and then we can get you both home.

Home?

Yeah, that's right.

What about Nicolas? When...

When can we have him?

I don't know.

Not today.

-It will be a while.

-Why?

Because postmortems take time.

Especially considering the nature of what happened.

They need to run lots of tests, and be very thorough.

But I promise you...

..we will get Nicolas back to you as soon as possible.

Here we are, back at the dining room again.

Where have you been? It's been absolutely ages.

I've been on a full tour.

Oh, thank you.

You should see it, Heston. Everything has its place.

It's just perfect.

I will, but at the moment, I'm enjoying this rather exquisite wine.

Did you hear that, sweetie?

Don't "sweetie" me, darling.

-I'm in the doghouse.

-Why's that?

He bought the wrong wine for the blanquette de veau.

I love blanquette de veau!

You'd have loved it more with a 2010 Le Lombard.

Don't worry, the veal is halal.

-I'm sure this Sauvignon will complement it superbly.

-Mm.

ALARM RINGS

Ah, 9:28, sun down. Time to eat.

Help yourself to a date, everyone.

Thank you. How do you do it?

-Do what?

-You know, just keep on top of everything.

Modern life is stressful. There's kids, work, the gym.

Blah, blah. You've got to keep on top of things,

otherwise you will become overwhelmed.

So Ruhma, tell me,

how are you coping with the baby Nicolas situation?

-Must be so stressful?

-Yeah, it is.

As a parent you can't help but be affected by it,

but it is...

It's part of the job.

Yeah.

Heston, how did you like the picture Ruhma got you from the car boot?

Oh, it's lovely.

And, er, what did you get for Zara?

A brooch.

This one.

Oh, that's nice.

Yes, I was pleasantly surprised. I don't normally do second-hand.

There's quite enough dirt in the world

without letting other people's in through your front door!

What?

No, nothing.

It's obviously not nothing. You obviously have an opinion.

Spit it out!

OK. The world is not a perfect, sterile place.

It's dirty, it's grubby.

You can try and impose all the order you want, Zara,

but it's... At the end of the day, it's impossible.

ALARM RINGS

What's that one for? Refills?

It means dinner's ready. If you'll excuse me.

I read the other day that people look at their phones

about 85 times a day.

I think that's really sad.

SMASHING

-Ow! Damn it!

-Excuse me.

-Zara, I'm sorry.

-It's fine.

-No, I shouldn't have had a dig.

-No, you shouldn't.

Rude cow.

I think I'm just a bit jealous.

I wish I had a bit of order in my life.

Order? Me? Are you joking?!

These cupboards are practically empty.

The delivery's not due until tomorrow.

God knows what we're going to eat!

Well, with or without him, I'm sure we'll think of something.

In the meantime...

We're out of baby wipes.

You know what this moment needs?

More baby wipes?

Cocktails.

Ooh, I don't...

What? You don't need to. Daniel, get your shaker out.

SHE WOLF-WHISTLES

I got home early.

I washed up, and spent some time with Nicolas.

Doing what?

Watching TV.

Do these details really matter?

They do to me... because, unfortunately, your son died.

It was an accident.

That may be true but we still need to build up a picture.

Um...

We were just...watching TV on the sofa, having cuddles.

All of you?

Rhiannon was upstairs.

Doing what?

Having a bath.

She was having a bath, or she was running a bath for Nicolas?

No, she was having a bath.

She said it helps to relax.

Go on.

And then she came back downstairs.

She got Nicolas and she took him back up to get ready for bed.

What did you do?

I went to the kitchen to start tea.

What did you cook?

'Macaroni cheese.

'Um, I was cooking,

'I was listening to music, and...'

You all right, love?

'..I heard Rhiannon come down.

'I stuck my head out.

'She was in the hall with Nicolas wrapped up, ready for his feed.'

-Do you want a drink?

-No, just water, thanks.

'You should drink when you're breast-feeding. It was part of our routine.

'I'd get her a drink, and she'd go and get comfortable.

'She wanted water.'

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

'I was getting the water when Mark from work rang.

'He wanted to know about the job the next day.'

RHIANNON SCREAMS

GLASS SMASHES

I ran to the lounge and, um...

Rhiannon was kneeling by the coffee table, and...

she had Nicolas in her arms.

Um...

Something was wrong.

He was bleeding here and she was trying to stop the blood.

She said, "I dropped him.

"Call someone." So I ran back down to the kitchen.

Why?

Cos I'd left the phone there. And, um, I called.

The man said that I need to go back up to the lounge to see

if Nicolas was breathing.

I knew he wasn't.

How did you know that?

She'd already put him down by then.

She was stood in the middle of the room, shaking.

I tried to revive him. The guy said,

"Five breaths and 30 quick pushes, two breaths."

But he was dead.

What did Rhiannon do?

Sorry, what... What do you mean, what did she do?

While you called for the ambulance. You tried to revive Nicolas.

-What did she do?

-She was in shock.

-What are you getting at?

-I'm not getting at anything.

I'm just trying to understand events from your point of view.

I'm trying to understand what you thought about the relationship

between Rhiannon and Nicolas.

She was his mother. She loved him.

I'm sorry to have to ask these questions but it's my job.

Your job. That's all you people care about, innit?

-You make me sick.

-Paul...

No. My son is dead.

Rhiannon's that cut up that she can barely speak.

I'm telling you, she loved that child ever since he was conceived.

And we have had to fight at every turn.

Do you know what that does you?

HE SOBS

It makes you nervous. Makes you second-guess everything.

It makes you love that child so much.

You just want to keep them safe, so that nothing can happen to them.

Nothing can harm them.

It makes you want to keep them so tight.

I can't do this.

I want to go home.

Just a few more questions.

I said, "I WANT TO GO HOME!"

HE SOBS

So, is sardine curry a thing?

Mmm, yeah. And egg curry. Back-of-the-cupboard delights.

"Delights" is pushing it a bit!

Beggars can't be choosers.

You're right. I'm very rude, I'm sorry.

So, macaroni or animal pasta?

Animal every time.

Mmm!

That's not bad, you know.

Not as good as this one, though, I can tell you.

Mmm! Barman. A couple more, please. One spiky. One virgin.

Which one's which, do you think?

-PAUL:

-I'm going, I said!

-Rhiannon, come on, I want to go home!

-What?

-I want to go. Come on!

-Paul, what's going on?

I'm sick of being treated like I'm guilty, that's what's going on.

-Please calm down.

-Are you going to arrest me?

-No.

-Are you going to arrest her?

-That's not what...

-Well, we're going! Come on, Rhiannon. I want to go.

-No.

Baby, please. They can't keep us here. We haven't done anything.

No, I'm not going.

I want to be interviewed again. I was confused.

I want to change my statement.

This is amazing. How did you do it?

Ah. I could tell you

but I'd have to kill you!

It wasn't just her! I cooked the pasta.

And lovely animal shapes that go perfectly with the wine.

They go even better with a cocktail, I can tell you.

Ugh! No, that's disgusting. That's the wrong one.

No virgins for me, please, thank you.

I've drunk from that.

Don't worry. I'm sure you haven't got cooties!

Ruhma, I put the glasses in the wrong place.

-I...

-It's all right.

I'm so sorry. It's Ramadan.

It was a mistake, Daniel.

-No worries, then. No harm done.

-Er...

I still wish I hadn't, though.

You don't take all that too seriously, do you?

-Take what?

-All the trappings. You don't wear a scarf.

No, I... I don't wear a hijab out of choice.

It doesn't mean I think any less of my religion.

I think that's a good thing.

Just another symbol of male oppression, if you ask me.

Zara, do you really know what you're talking about?

What? Just an opinion. I think she's better off without it.

Zara, slow down.

What do you mean, "slow down"? You SLOW DOWN. This is fun.

We're having great conversation! It's better than the inane babble

you have with the competitive mums at the school gates.

You never back down, do you?

Back down? What are you talking about? Why should I?

Zara.

No, I'm sorry. What do you mean?

You're always right. You never apologise.

This is a discussion at a dinner party.

There is no need to apologise.

And what if there were?

I have no idea what you're talking about.

I think he's referring to Anthony.

Are you?

Oh, for goodness' sake. Old news. Move on!

You sacrificed me for a practice manager.

And not a word of apology from either of you.

Heston, we made a mistake. We're sorry.

And I'm sorry that I haven't apologised sooner.

No, we are not sorry. Don't you dare apologise for me!

Er, Zara, I apologised earlier,

because I judged you on the choices you make in your life.

You didn't need to.

No. No, I didn't need to.

I am sorry, it's got late, and I'm very tired.

Work and all that.

-Daniel, could you call us a taxi, please?

-Sure.

Cheers.

It's a comforter. It absorbs your smell.

And you sleep with it, and it helps calm your baby down.

It smelt of me, but now...

Now it just smells of Nicolas. That's all I have.

Why are we back in here, Rhiannon?

When I met Paul I was vulnerable.

I was a recovering addict. I was weak.

Paul wasn't. He was strong.

I liked that.

I needed him strong.

He looked after me, he had a good job.

And there is nothing he wouldn't do for me.

Then it all changed.

I came home late one night and he...blew up.

He hit me.

Why didn't you mention that before?

Cos I was scared.

Look, I knew I should've spoke to Ruhma or Dr Reid, but...

I've got nothing else to lose now.

What is it exactly that you're saying?

Paul isn't who he says he is.

OK. I want you to tell me what REALLY happened yesterday.

I was having a hot bath...

SHE HUMS

'Paul was downstairs with Nicolas.

'They were on the sofa watching a film.

-'I heard a noise.'

-CRASHING

SCREAMING

'A shout. I knew something was wrong.

'I grabbed my robe and I ran downstairs.

'Nicolas was on the floor by the table.

'Paul was upset and he said, um...'

-What have you done?

-He wouldn't shut up.

Oh, ooh!

-What have you done?

-I HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING!

I think he killed our son.

# Hope there's someone who'll take care of me

# When I die, will I go?

# Hope there's someone who'll set my heart free

# Nice to hold when I'm tired... #

She's out for the count.

# There's a ghost on the horizon... #

She really was in a state, though.

She needs to let this case go.

If that's what it's about.

What do you mean?

I mean Howard.

I think it's still raw. I think this is grief.

# Rest my head

# Oh, I'm scared of the middle place

# Between light and nowhere... #

HE GASPS

# I don't want to be the one

# Left in there, left in there

# Ooh... #

So, did you have any joy with that IP address?

Yes. Yes, I did.

Now, um, keep this under your hat, right?

I'm not supposed to be doing the whole surveillance thing any more.

I should've apologised a long time ago.

But you didn't.

No. I didn't.

But I am now.