Circles - Part 1 Doctors

LOUD POP MUSIC

Hey. Still playing games, are you?

Agh!

HORN BEEPS

Rob! Inspector just got a call - incident at a nightclub.

He said to pass it over to you to deal with,

you lucky, lucky man.

I've only just got...

I've got a report that I need to...

Can't somebody else do it?

Ours is not to question why, mate.

He just passed it to me and said, "Get Sergeant Hollins over there."

DOG BARKS

-ECHOING:

-What's up, doc?

-You know him?

-Oh, yeah.

Don't worry - no-one'll take him seriously.

At least we'll make sure they don't.

LAUGHTER ECHOES

They had a bit of a ruckus at the bar.

He got a little aggressive, you know,

but apparently she was giving as good as she got.

The women who witnessed it thought we should report it.

But you didn't?

-That kind of thing happens all the time in here.

-Yeah.

Look, she was carded at the bar by a member of my staff,

her ID looked fake, so they refused to serve her,

which is what they're supposed to do.

So, you thought that she was underage?

HE SCOFFS Yeah, obviously.

Couple of women still in there, probably best you speak to them.

Yeah.

Was she drunk?

If she was, she didn't get it here.

Couple of the women thought she looked drunk

but, then again, so did he.

She might've been drinking before she got here

or the bloke might've slipped her something.

Yeah, or the bloke might have been buying her drinks.

Ask me? The stupid cow's probably tucked up in her bed.

Yeah, probably.

But if she had a fake ID, how did she get in?

Come on! Some of these girls plaster themselves in make-up

to make themselves look older.

-What are we supposed to do, ban make-up?

-No,

but you could ask your door staff to be more observant.

There's something else.

My security, he said...

..there was another row at the entrance when she was leaving.

The CCTV footage isn't clear

but it looked like he grabbed her and she had to fight him off.

-OK.

-Then she left...

Do me a favour.

Will you ask your witnesses if they wouldn't mind staying put?

-And I'd like to see that footage. Thanks.

-Yeah.

It's looking more and more like she's a minor.

Apparently he's hit on her and her mates quite a few times.

Obviously he can't take, "Go away, you creep," for an answer.

Got one as far as the front door.

I do have a name and an address.

-Frankie Hickman.

-You know him?

Well, they were seen kissing inside,

had some kind of a row, she left, then he followed her.

Trendz Nightclub?

-Used to be Rockers, didn't it, till about a year ago?

-Yeah.

Something I should know?

Frankie Hickman was a suspect in an unsolved murder.

We need to talk to him.

-Hey, morning.

-How's Heston?

Well, he's obviously fine,

because he didn't come home last night.

He was having a drink with a friend of his, Charles,

and, I don't know, he must have drank too much wine

and just crashed out there but I can't get hold of him.

Oh, I bet he's in trouble.

That's putting it mildly.

Hey, Charles, it's Ruhma.

How are you? I hope you're both not suffering this morning.

Is Heston making you some break...?

Oh...

OK. No...

No, for some reason I just thought

that he was having a drink with you last night.

I probably just misunderstood what he said.

If he gets in touch, can you tell him to ring me, please?

Yeah, we will, we will. Thanks. Bye.

Charles hasn't seen him in weeks.

-Don't panic.

-Panic?!

He...he told me he was going for a drink with his friend last night

and he lied to me. He didn't even come home, Karen!

Come on, let's call Rob.

LAUGHTER ECHOES

What are you doing?

-Please...

-Get off me!

-..help!

Get off me! Get off! Just get off! Go on!

Go! Call the police!

-I'm a doctor...

-Get off me, mate.

What are you doing? Get away!

-I'm calling the police!

-You all right?

-Yeah.

LAUGHTER ECHOES

I can see why you're worried. This is not like him,

but I'm afraid it will be considered to be low risk.

My advice is we leave it a couple of hours before we make it official.

I'm sure he'll turn up.

When did you last hear from him?

Yesterday, one o'clock.

Well, I spoke to him round about 12 o'clock.

I'll tell you what I'll do, Ruhma.

I will put the word round and get everyone to keep an eye out for him.

What did you talk to him about, Rob?

Rob?

He called me to report some activity in a house in North Letherbridge.

The drug dealers?

He told me that he was going to stay away from them.

What's the address?

Denby Drive. I told him I would look into it, OK? He's not that stupid.

Well, he can be sometimes.

Rob, he's not well.

His heart problems, they've...

Rob, will you deal with this, please? Cos we're worried about him.

Karen, I'm kind of busy at work.

We're looking for a woman, a minor.

Look, like I said to Ruhma, he's not stupid. I've got to go.

Got to go. Sorry about that.

I'll go round the back.

DOORBELL

Mr Hickman, we'd like to have a word with you, please...

Oh!

Oi!

Hey! Stay where you are!

Stop!

Right, OK, we only wanted a little chat but do you know what?

Now I'm going to arrest you for assaulting a police officer.

-You do not have to say anything...

-I just want my shoes!

I haven't finished my caution yet!

ECHOING: You all right, mate?

You had too much to drink?

Drugs?

You high?

Yeah, well, let's get that off you, shall we?

Loosen that a bit, eh?

Yeah, you're all right. Yeah.

You're doing all right, ain't you? Sit up.

KEYS JINGLE

What's your address, mate?

No driver's licence?

You take care, mate.

Soon as I ID'd myself he bolted.

Didn't even have the sense to close the door.

What is this? I've got rights!

He decided to push me over so I've arrested him for assault.

The booze on your breath!

I'm getting drunk just standing this close to you.

Let's get him in. I had a look around. No sign of the girl.

What? What girl?

Let's save the questions for down at the station, eh?

I don't know any girl!

Thanks.

Right, I'm Dr Emma Reid

and I am here to check your injuries

and to take some forensic samples, if that's OK?

-I haven't done anything.

-I'll take that as a "yes", then.

If you'd like to pop up onto the bed for me.

Well, you can take it whichever way you want.

That looks nasty.

-Had a look at his injuries?

-Yeah.

He was trying to escape. He fell into some recycling bins.

An eco-friendly fugitive.

Point being, some of his cuts are from that.

I just need to know if the others are a bit older,

maybe three to five hours?

-I can't be that specific.

-Can we interview him?

No, he's got too much alcohol in his system

and he's not exactly being very co-operative either.

But I need his clothes for forensics.

Well, I'm not going to take any samples till he's calmed down.

We think there's a girl missing.

-Is there any way that we can speed things up?

-No.

Not unless you want no conviction because of unsafe evidence.

-Who's the girl?

-We haven't got a name yet.

We don't even have a missing girl yet.

-I'm hoping that she's sleeping it off somewhere.

-Maybe.

But there was a murder four years ago.

That girl had been in the same club before she went missing.

She was found dead two days later in Watley Park.

Did you work on that one?

We never got the guy.

Right. And you think the same thing's happened?

Well, there are scratches on his neck,

possibly from fingernails. But, like I said,

I'm not going to take any samples until he's calmed down.

We do have plenty of old-fashioned police work to get on with.

And I will check the CCTV footage from the area.

And I'll get back out over to his place.

I only had a quick look round.

I'll see if there's any indication a female's been there recently.

Shak, Shak, Shak... Just, please... Just stay there.

Because Heston might come back home

and I need you to be there, OK?

Where are you going?

I can't sit in there, Karen.

I went through Heston's tablet and I found a door number for Denby Drive.

-Not a good idea!

-I'm just going to have a look around.

-Well, let me come with you.

-No.

Because I will be quicker on my own.

You've got that team building lunch thing, anyway.

I will be careful. I promise, OK?

CAMERA CLICKS

LAUGHTER ECHOES

CLATTERING ECHOING LAUGHTER

LAUGHTER ECHOES

LOUD MUSIC PLAYS

LAUGHTER ECHOES

You OK, man?

ECHOING LAUGHTER

Come on, doc.

Come on. Leave him.

LAUGHTER ECHOES

Heston?

Heston?

Oi! What're you doing here?

Sorry, I was looking for someone.

I'll bet you are. We're sick of people like you round here!

-What?

-Thieves!

-No! I just... I think I've got the wrong address.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Oh, man, I wish you'd called me before you come over.

I told Mum I'd be in all day.

-Is he really asking her out today?

-Yeah, man.

Oh, man, I can't be missing that, man.

-It's going to be so funny. She's so out of his league.

-I know, right?

It's just that I'm supposed to wait for Heston.

-Here, take a look at this.

-What?

THEY LAUGH

Come on, man, let's go.

HE SIGHS

You know what? Let's just go. Heston's got his own keys, anyway.

Let's have another look at this.

We still on for that session later?

I think so.

Something you don't want us to hear?

Ben, Jimmi, I think you need to know that Heston's missing.

What? Since when?

He didn't come home last night.

Hm.

It's not a woman, Al.

I didn't say it was! I was thinking about his heart.

So have you spoken to the police?

They won't do anything because it's too soon to declare him missing.

That's not fair.

Rob has said that, you know, he's going to keep an eye open,

and he's asked the guys on the ground to do the same.

-Do you need time off?

-No. I've got appointments later

so, to be honest, I need to keep busy.

Anyway, I've told Shak to stay at home.

Can you zoom out?

What about Weller Street?

There's Unity Road.

Pause it, please.

Heston!

You've got no right to keep me here. OK? I haven't done anything.

Well, that's not my decision. Sorry.

I don't know where this girl is!

Well, then you've got nothing to worry about, have you?

Can you flex your hand for me, please?

Does that hurt?

My hand? No!

HE GROANS

Look, I need to get out of here.

As I said, I'm a doctor, all right? I'm not police.

My only concern is for your wellbeing.

Yeah, right.

Can you sit down, please?

Listen, I've dealt with police doctors.

-Have you?

-Yeah.

-You've been through this before, then?

-Mm.

PHONE RINGS

Karen, it's me. Is Ruhma about?

Yeah, she's right here. Has something happened?

I don't know. Maybe.

I've been looking through some CCTV footage

from the early hours of this morning on Unity Road

and I saw someone who might be Heston.

But I can't be sure.

Hey, Rob, have you found him?

No, but I've seen someone on CCTV that might have been.

What do you mean, might have been? Was it him or wasn't it?

I'm not quite sure which one it is.

The definition on these cameras is not very good, you see, and, well,

whoever it was was turning down that side street,

just past the kebab shop on Pink Lane.

Now, I can't do anything at the moment

because I'm waiting to interview someone.

But as soon as I get a chance, I will swing...

I...have to try and find him.

That was early this morning.

-I just have to try.

-I'll take you.

-OK, thanks. I'll get my coat.

Look, it's not fair asking her to work like this,

so tell Ben to reschedule all her appointments, OK?

Can you do something about them?

They sting like crazy.

That's because you're not drunk any more.

Yeah, but can you just give me something for the pain?

You think I did this.

Oh, my...

I don't deserve this, you know.

I mean, you're wrong.

I don't know where that girl is.

They'll probably find some of her DNA, right?

You seem very well informed.

Yeah, because I was up for it a couple of years ago,

and I was innocent then and I'm innocent now.

Look, I ain't saying I'm an angel,

but I met a girl last night, OK, at the club.

I copped off with her.

She was well up for it but I stopped it cos she was a total skank.

-Was she really?

-Yeah!

I mean, she practically shoved her tongue down my mouth.

She probably just wanted me to buy her drinks.

Well, then, you should tell them that when they interview you.

Yeah, and when I tried to explain to her,

that's when she had a right go at me,

went mental, started scratching me.

Had these dirty, filthy fingernails.

Her breath, oh, was rank.

It was like some rotten fruit or something.

What do you mean, rotten fruit?

I don't know, like I said... rotten fruit.

Bitter, sweet.

It was horrible.

Like, you know, sugary fruit sweets.

You mean like pear drops?

Yeah. Yeah, that's it. Pear drops.

How much had she had to drink?

Oh, bladdered.

-Do you know what she was drinking?

-I don't know.

I didn't buy her anything, OK?

And I didn't see her drink anything.

Look, you ain't allowed to question me.

Look, I told you, I'm a doctor, all right? I'm not police.

Yeah, but you're going to give evidence.

The doctor...patient-doctor confidentiality, right?

You can't say anything.

I'm afraid that doesn't apply in this situation.

Well, I ain't saying another word.

Rob? Where's Dr Reid?

With Frankie Hickman.

Right, I'm done with him for now.

Can you tell me what this is?

Ryloxadol.

It's similar to Rohypnol.

I found them in Frankie Hickman's flat.

The murdered girl of four years ago was found with

traces of Rohypnol in her system.

Well, hang on a minute. Do we actually know

that the girl from last night is definitely missing?

-No, not yet.

-Then aren't we getting a little ahead of ourselves?

We've got a girl seen acting as if she's been slipped some roofies,

the guy she was trying to get away from in possession of this.

He might have abducted her, taken her somewhere.

That's true but you don't have any evidence to support that.

If he didn't do anything, why was he running away?

This is too similar to what happened four years ago.

Frankie has told me that he kissed the girl.

We have witnesses to that.

This may be nothing but he also said her breath smelt of pear drops,

sweet, bitter, fruity,

which is a classic example of diabetic ketoacidosis,

otherwise known as DKA.

Which would also explain why people thought she was drunk,

even though nobody had actually seen her drinking.

-Keane.

-How serious is DKA?

It could be life threatening if it's not treated.

If I were you, I would call around the hospitals and see

if they've had an emergency admission of a young girl with DKA.

Yeah, I'll do that.

We've just been told about a missing girl.

Well, he's obviously not about here, is he?

I'm sure wherever he is, he's fine.

Maybe we should just ask someone. You never know.

Let me send you a picture of him. Hang on.

PHONE CHIMES

Have you got it?

-Yep.

-OK.

Sorry, excuse me. Just wondering, you haven't seen this man, have you?

We're looking for him.

You're not getting him in any trouble or grassing him up.

Hey, excuse me.

This is my husband and he's missing.

Sorry to bother you. This is my husband.

He's missing and he was seen in this area.

Oh. So, what's going on?

We've had a call from the parents of Jenny Moss, 16.

She was out with mates.

The parents went to work early, thought she was in bed.

She got separated from her mates.

One of them called up to see if she got home OK, but she didn't.

I've checked the local hospitals,

and there are no emergency DKA admissions.

And we've got a photograph of Jenny Moss.

She looks like she could be our nightclub girl.

Yeah, but come on, let's not forget that Jenny could have DKA.

Frankie Hickman's description was very specific.

I hear what you're saying, Dr Reid. Thanks for your input.

I'll bear it in mind.

But the evidence is starting to say otherwise.

Sergeant Hollins and I need to go and speak to the parents.

Then we're going to come back and interview Frankie Hickman.

Have you informed the custody sergeant

-that he's ready to be interviewed?

-Yes.

Excellent. Thank you.

Hi, Rob, listen, I forgot to say,

could you ask Jenny Moss's parents if she has any history of diabetes?

I'm ahead of you. No. No history of diabetes.

Well, I suppose it doesn't mean to say she hasn't developed it recently.

Which GP is she with?

-She's registered at The Mill.

-Oh, OK.

-All right, well, I'll chase up the records. Thanks.

-Yeah, OK. Bye.

Still banging on about her DKA theory?

Well, she's not ruling it out.

The parents just told us Jenny's not diabetic.

We can't waste our time and resources

on a theory which has no evidence.

DOORBELL

Help!

Help!

Help...

HE SOBS

Doctor, I think you're wasting your time.

I've got a missing girl

and a man who was chasing after her in possession of a date rape drug.

My community, they're very traditional.

You know, a clear idea of what a real man is.

I don't know any gay black men.

If you really can explain this away

then don't you think you've got a duty to tell us?

We're wasting time on you

-when we could be out there trying to find Jenny Moss.

-Jenny!