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I see you've got some customers for me.
Yes. A bunch of salespeople from a conference at the Quadrant Hotel.
They threw a party last night and trashed the place.
Been in the cells all day, sobering up.
They certainly look like they've had a lot to drink.
Goodness knows how much they had.
By the way, I'm Sergeant Rose Turner. New here.
-Hi. I'm Dr Reid.
-Nice to meet you.
-We've charged and released all but the three drunkest.
-If you could check if they're fit yet?
-Yeah, of course.
When you do check on them, watch out for a Bex Harland.
-Gobbed in my face when I arrested her. Real charmer(!)
Lovely. I'll look forward to it(!)
You look amazing.
I hope this place is all right. It's got great reviews online.
Um...this is for you.
Aw! I can't remember the last time someone got me a rose.
It's old-fashioned, I know.
-That's the idea, isn't it? An old-fashioned date.
The names of the dishes here are quite pretentious, so bear with me.
There's the Saffron-tastic Snapper Stew
and the Coconut Cornucopia,
but don't worry, that's just Thai chicken curry.
There's seafood, if you'd rather...?
Actually, I'm vegetarian.
Sorry, I should've known that.
How long have you been...?
Sorry, that's a stupid thing to ask.
No-one asks meat-eaters, "How long have you been eating meat?"
-Shall we go...?
-Yeah, yeah, yeah. Sure.
Fancy a drink later?
You're joking. Karen would have my guts for garters.
-Where are you?!
Have you forgotten Heston and Ruhma are coming over?
No...I haven't forgotten.
I'll be there as soon as I can.
You can hold the fort until I get there, can't you?
-I'll see you later.
So I used to have this cat called Socks.
And she was such a predator.
Whatever she killed, she'd bring it and show it to you.
Whether it be a dead mouse or a half-eaten frog.
And once, she brought this little flattened piece of fur.
It took me a while to realise, but when I did,
I worked out it was a little piece of guinea pig!
It was next door's. It had died, they buried it, the cat dug it up.
How did you know that?
You told me in one of our sessions.
Oh. Um...sorry, I-I forgot.
Anyway, we're eating. Sorry.
So, any plans for the weekend?
No. Um...but I...I'm open to suggestions.
-KNOCK AT DOOR
So, er...Bex Harland and Laura Burton, fit for interview.
Vince Redgrave's still a bit out of it.
Urine samples are back.
Some of them had Class A's,
but Vince's shows traces of Rohypnol.
Oh! I should've realised.
He keeled over when we arrested them. I thought he was drunk.
You weren't to know. And he would have seemed very drunk.
And they were legless, from what you said.
-Somebody spiked his drink?
Why, though? I mean, obviously, people do that to women, but...
Well, men are drugged and assaulted as well.
-So one of the men at the party...?
-No, no, no. You're assuming it was a man.
It could've been a woman.
Women aren't always the victims.
PHONE RINGS OUT
Hi, love. It's me.
Listen, I'm still at work.
Frank's just rung in sick
and they've asked me to cover until they can get someone.
No, no. No, no, no, no, no, don't wait for me.
You three start to eat and I'll be there as soon as I can.
Sorry, love. ..Yeah, yeah, you too.
No. No way. It doesn't make sense.
Vince, a date-rape drug was found in your system.
If you didn't take it, then somebody must've given it to you.
Of course I didn't take it. Why would I?
And why would anyone drug me?
Possibly so that they could assault you. That's usually why.
No-one assaulted me.
I could do a proper examination,
or, if you would prefer, you can go to the Sexual Assault Unit.
Just think about it. It's your decision.
-Meanwhile, if the doc thinks you're fit to interview?
I will need to get an initial account from you
and we'll take it from there, OK?
I don't know how much I can tell you, I don't remember anything.
One minute I was having a drink with Laura at the bar
and the next minute, I wake up here.
Is everyone else all right? I mean...
Let's talk about this in an interview room. Come on.
So that was lovely. Um...how's yours? Are you not hungry?
Oh, no! No, it's fine, it's just, um...
it's not actually what I ordered.
They brought you the wrong food?
Why didn't you say anything?
Well, I didn't notice at first, and I've eaten half of it now, so...
That's not the point.
You're a paying customer, you should...say something.
-Let's sort this out.
-No. No, no, no.
Let's not make a fuss. I mean, everyone's very busy, so...
What, you're just going to put up with it?
Complain. Stand up for yourself.
Yeah, you're right.
It's one of my therapy goals, isn't it? Being more confident.
What did I write in my diary? Um...grow a pair. Yeah.
Yeah, of course. Sorry.
I'm being a therapist.
It's OK. I've never minded before.
Yeah, but there's a time and a place, right?
So, you're really not going to order any food?
No, I've had plenty, with the starter and everything.
But if you'd like to order something else?
-Maybe a coffee, or a...?
-You know, I'm full.
I'm not really a pudding person.
But you get something, if you want.
Oh, no, I'm all right, thank you.
-Shall we, er...get the bill?
Um...excuse me. Can we...can we get the bill?
No, no. No, no. Um...it's OK, I'll get it.
No, we'll go halves.
No, really. I'd like to treat you.
Don't be ridiculous. I earn a living, I don't need a man
-to pay for me.
-Yeah, but, I insist, OK?
You taught me to be more confident, so...
You've kept me here ages!
I'm entitled to another meal.
A cup of tea. I know my rights.
Well, you've been here before.
Once or twice.
Let me guess, just been promoted?
You've admitted to possession of cocaine.
-Did you have any other drugs?
-Your friend Vince was drugged.
That's why he collapsed.
What?! Someone spiked him?
Well, unless he took it himself.
Why would he? Someone must've drugged him.
-Was that you?
-What?! No! Why would I?!
You were drinking with him all evening.
I didn't want him passed out,
I wanted him conscious and functioning.
You've got quite a record with drugs, Laura.
Previous cautions for possession of cocaine,
ecstasy, and GHB, another date-rape drug.
That's not what I was using it for.
I reckon whatever drugs you wanted, you'd know where to get them.
-I didn't do it!
-If you say so.
But you were with Vince for most of the evening.
Did you notice anyone else behaving suspiciously?
Yeah, come to think.
Bex. Bex Harland.
-What was she doing?
-Getting hammered, as per usual.
The whole time I was drinking with Vince, she was watching us.
Every time I look up, she's there.
And Vince said, "Just ignore her."
I couldn't. She's creepy. And...
Oh, my God!
I know how she could've done it!
Vince was bringing drinks from the bar.
Two glasses of red wine.
She barged into him. I swear she did it deliberately.
She could have slipped something in his drink then.
And why would she do that?
Because she's mental! Ask anyone from work. No-one likes her.
Plus, she went on a date with Vince a month ago and it didn't work out.
I reckon she's jealous.
She can't have him, and she drugged him
so he wouldn't sleep with anyone else.
Why aren't you questioning her?
Oh, don't worry, we will.
So, er...where to now, then?
I don't know. Where do you want to go?
I can think of a few places.
I do love these long evenings.
The night is young and so are we.
We can do anything.
-Yeah, we could go waterskiing.
Do you know what I'd really like to do?
Just...go away, just take off, go somewhere.
Anywhere. Abroad, or...
Shall we run away together?
-So, where do you want to go? Don't think, just choose.
You threw a punch at one of the barmen.
Fortunately, you missed.
Did I? Don't remember.
You also spat on me.
I could press charges, but, frankly, it's not worth the paperwork.
Do you remember any of this?
This is your chance to talk to me, to tell me your side.
Look, whatever people said I did, I probably did.
I was hammered.
I just want to get out of here and go home.
So charge me or caution me, do whatever, because I don't care.
What do you remember?
We started drinking about 7:00.
They'd stopped serving food, but the bar was still open,
so we had a party.
And what about Vince? Vince Redgrave.
He was sitting with Laura.
They weren't with the main lot.
They were drinking red wine.
How did they seem?
Laura fancies him.
She'd been all over him all week, like a rash.
Kept saying how she couldn't wait to drag him back to her room
and have her wicked way with him.
Got mad jealous if anyone else seemed interested.
Was anyone else interested?
Stupid cow's welcome to him.
You don't remember much...
..but you remember what Vince and Laura were doing in detail.
-You were watching them.
Who says I was?
-There are witnesses.
-You mean Laura?
She hates me.
Vince got some drinks.
You accidentally bumped into him and almost spilled them.
Was it an accident?
I'm not with you.
Or did you take it as an opportunity to slip something into his drink?
-You think I drugged him?!
-Well, did you?
Why would I?
A date-rape drug.
-It's a serious crime!
Why do you find that funny?
All that for the proposal? How will you top that for the wedding?
We won't. It's going to be simple, quiet, understated, dignified.
Yeah, apart from Heston and his bow-tie-and-cummerbund combination.
Oh! Well, Rob and I are both looking forward to it.
Aw! Yeah, because you two, you've been through it twice.
You make it sound like an ordeal, mia cara.
It'll be all right on the day.
If Shak stops playing the Incredible Sulk.
He's still not talking to you?
He's not talking to me or Heston.
Karen, I've tried everything.
I don't think he's ever going to talk to us again.
Do you know what I would do? I would ignore the behaviour.
Don't give him attention. He'll soon stop.
Yeah, well, it's easier said than done.
Oh, it'll be fine. You'll laugh about it after.
You know, it's a great shame that Rob had to work late.
It's Frank Gilbert. I mean, he's a right jobsworth,
but he's always phoning in sick,
especially on a Friday. So Rob has to cover.
He keeps taking advantage, and it's not fair.
Is Rob all right?
To be honest, I think he's still missing Marnie.
Yeah, it's hard.
But she is with Ellen, who's a very good foster mum.
She says that Marnie's thriving.
Aw, I'm sure she's great.
-It just would have been nice to keep her a bit longer.
Anyway, I can't do any of it without Rob.
He's just been brilliant.
Thank you. OK, if you follow me, I'll have another look at you.
You look as rough as I feel! Huh!
Thanks. I'll take it from here.
Someone spiked Vince, then?
-I hope so.
Never mind him. How are you feeling?
Are you all right?
No, not really.
I haven't told anyone this.
You probably won't believe me.
Nah, it sounds stupid.
Is it, um...something to do with Vince?
I think he did something to me, but I can't be sure.
What do you think he did?
I think he...
..he raped me.
And drugged me, and...
Not last night.
A month ago.
Bex...would you be prepared to tell the police?
Because I can ask Sergeant Turner to come in.
All right. Yeah.
-Will you stay?
-Of course. If you want me to.
You tried to break up a fight between your colleague,
Gary Wolfson, and one of the hotel staff.
I'll need to get a statement from you about that.
And the, er...the other thing, the, um...the drugs.
I...don't want to press any charges.
I'd just rather drop it and forget it happened.
It's not quite that simple.
Where drugs are involved, we have to investigate.
Vince, someone did this to you.
Probably someone you work with.
Surely you want to know who did it, and why?
No-one drugged me.
I did it myself.
A bloke in a pub sold me a pill a few weeks ago.
I don't normally take drugs, and forgot all about it.
Then last night, I saw it and thought, "Why not?"
I thought it was an E.
-If I'd known...
I couldn't feel more stupid.
And I know I've wasted your time.
Yes, you have.
So I don't want to waste any more of it
and I don't want to get my mates into trouble.
It was my own stupid fault.
KNOCK AT DOOR
Interview interrupted. PC Matlock has entered the room.
Just, er, put my...
Sorry! It's not broken or anything, I don't think.
It's OK. It's not expensive.
It's a bud vase.
Um...it's for a single flow... Oh, no! Ohhhhh!
The...the rose. I left it at the restaurant.
Oh. It's OK.
It doesn't matter, it's just a rose.
Anyway, you can probably just, um...
..make it up to me in some other way.
-You're pulling my hair!
OK, you're... Can you just stop...
Stop moving. Stop moving, OK.
Sorry...sorry about that. Huh!
-My hair will grow back.
I'm joking. Wow!
Please don't take everything so seriously.
Um...I really am sorry, OK?
Please, just stop apologising.
Yeah. I keep doing it, don't I? Sorry...
A month ago, Vince asked me out for a drink.
I was flattered.
I liked him.
He wasn't a prat, not like some of them.
He took me to this posh wine bar.
We had red wine.
And then...it's blank.
What's the next thing you do remember?
Waking up in the park.
It was near my flat.
And I was on the ground, behind the bushes.
My pants around my ankles.
I didn't know how I got there.
I staggered home.
Then crashed out.
Next day, Vince asked if I was all right.
He said that I got really drunk and he put me in a taxi home.
He was nice.
You know, concerned.
You try and rationalise it, you know?
OK, I was drunk.
Maybe I went for a wee behind the bush,
maybe...I fell over and passed out.
Maybe that's all it was.
But I had bruises.
I was sore down there.
I knew someone had...
And you think it was Vince?
He wears this aftershave.
It's expensive. Exclusive.
The smell of it was all over my body.
On my clothes and on my skin and in my knickers.
He still wears it to work every day, in the office.
Every time I smell it, I feel sick!
If you make a formal allegation, I can arrest Vince now.
We can keep him here while we investigate.
I'm moving on.
Next week, I transfer to the Glasgow office.
I'll never have to see Vince again.
And he gets away with it.
Bex, you may not be the first person he's done this to,
and you probably won't be the last.
People who do this don't stop until someone like you stops them!
Last night, I thought that's what Vince was going to do.
I knew he was planning to do it to Laura. I was trying to stop them.
That's why I was watching them!
And Laura, she thinks that I'm jealous, that I fancy him.
What a joke!
That's why you barged into Vince.
I was trying to spill the drinks.
That's how the drinks got mixed up and Vince got drugged.
So I did stop him.
But you won't be there to stop him next time.
I've worked with a lot of rape survivors.
And most of them say that even if a case doesn't go to trial,
they feel better.
For telling someone. Being believed.
I told YOU.
I feel better.
But if you go through with this,
I promise you, you'll get so much support.
Yeah. And I promise you, I will do everything in my power to make...
Would you go through with it if you were me?
I'm sorry. I just can't.
It just doesn't seem to be, er...
Maybe we just got off on the wrong foot?
Um...we can put this right.
Would...would you like to stay over?
Yeah, er...in...in the spare room.
-I-I have work early tomorrow, too, so...
I should probably just, er... you know, get back.
I'm pretty knackered.
Shall I call you a cab...then?
HE BREATHES HARD
Vince. They let you out, then?
Yeah. They said I'm not a menace to society.
I'm, er...going back to the hotel, pick up my stuff.
I'm getting a cab. Want to share?
You're a star.
I actually felt sorry for Vince.
And now there's nothing we can do. We can't even warn Laura.
Oh, come on. You must have seen cases like this before.
I know it sounds brutal, but get used to it.
Sometimes there's nothing we can do.
Bye, Karen. Lovely evening.
Oh, you're so welcome!
Oh. It was lovely.
Thank you. And, er...ours next time.
Oh, yes, please!
Say bye to Rob.
Ta-ra a bit!
You just missed them!
I know, I've just seen them. What a shame!
I'm sorry about that, love, but it couldn't be helped.
-You had a good night?
-Yeah, it was nice.
We've got loads of food left. Do you want a beer?
No, I'm fine, and I've already eaten.
Shall we just have an early night?
What about these?
Oh, hello, Pat Butcher!
You haven't got a maternal bone in your body!
I beg your pardon?