Episode 2 - Part 1 Hinterland

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DOOR CLOSES

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HE EXHALES DEEPLY

HE BREATHES DEEPLY

QUICK SHALLOW BREATHING

TELEPHONE RINGS

Hello?

Eh?

WIND BLOWS SOFTLY

Diolch.

A DC Ellis called...

..looking for you.

Sounded urgent.

Thanks.

-Where the hell have you been?

-Sorry, I...

-What have we got?

-Laura Dean, 24.

Two poachers found the body just after midnight.

And then we tried calling you.

She was strangled, sir.

She was found naked, buried in a plastic sheet.

Forensics are working on her now.

She said she was going to Manchester for the weekend

to stay with an old college friend.

Her boyfriend reported her missing yesterday

when she didn't arrive back.

-When did he last speak to her?

-Friday.

When he called the friend yesterday,

turns out the two hadn't spoken in years.

-What's his name?

-The boyfriend's called Ifan Riley.

KNOCK ON DOOR

Mr Riley?

When was the last time you spoke to Laura?

Friday morning.

Before I left for work.

She didn't call to say that she'd arrived?

We don't always call.

I just wanted her to have a good time.

Was she away a lot?

Only when she's cataloguing an art collection.

Sometimes she'd stay over...

..to save the driving.

Wednesday, she was...

..at a gallery opening in Caernarfon.

Alone?

Yes.

Are you sure?

I spoke to her before she went to bed.

What time was that?

About...ten.

Where?

-I'm sorry?

-Where did you find her?

We found her in the woods, near Trefenta.

We need to try and create a picture of what happened to her.

Is there anyone else we should speak to?

Friends?

Colleagues?

Naomi.

In the college.

I don't know her second name.

TELEPHONE RINGS

Cambria Police.

HE SIGHS

-Naomi Harris?

-Upstairs. Just go up.

-Naomi Harris?

-She's here somewhere.

I'll find her, you check Laura's office.

Naomi Harris?

DI Mared Rhys.

DCI Mathias.

When was the last time you saw her?

Erm...Thursday.

The day after the gallery opening?

In Caernarfon?

She never mentioned it.

Did she mention she was going for a weekend away to visit friends

in Manchester?

She... She was seeing someone.

Who?

-Lewis John.

-The artist?

He'd asked her to model for him.

Was she having an affair?

I don't know.

Maybe she made it out to be more than it was.

She'd stopped telling me.

I couldn't keep lying for her.

Ifan adored her but he was so

careful with her.

These sketches of Laura...

Is that Lewis John's work?

She was infatuated by him.

Mrs John?

Is your husband here?

-Lewis is in the studio.

-Where?

-Do you have time for some questions?

-Of course.

Can I help you?

-Lewis John?

-Yes.

I'd offer you a drink but, er, it's probably a bit early for you,

-isn't it?

-Just a bit, yeah.

Beautiful, aren't they?

It takes years to perfect form.

To lose the rough edges.

I keep them to remind me.

Oh, yeah. What about?

Perfection.

All these paintings...

..are they Laura Dean?

You're not sure.

Huh! The world's obsessed with who people are.

I paint what they are.

-But you knew who she was.

-Was?

We found her body this morning.

She's been murdered.

Yes.

'I found her, erm, beguiling.'

Very beautiful.

Did you sleep with her on Wednesday night?

Yes.

And not for the first time?

No.

I was attracted to her and she was to me.

She'd undress...

She'd sit for me and sometimes we had sex...

..sometimes not.

Did you sleep with all your models?

No. Not all of them.

Did you know that Laura had a boyfriend?

I, er, never asked her.

And she never said.

-But you were close?

-Laura sat for me.

The rest of the time...she lived her own life.

According to one of Laura's friends, your relationship with her

was more than just sexual.

It wasn't more or less anything.

It was about putting a form in paint on canvas.

HE EXHALES

You think Laura understood that?

I have no idea what Laura thought.

What happened between us was consensual, it was natural.

Does your wife know?

My wife and I share everything.

LOUD KNOCK AT DOOR

FAINT POLICE RADIO

Hello?

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DING!

So the devil has returned to Devil's Bridge.

Hello, Agnes.

FAINT POLICE RADIO

Last night, did you hear anything?

The storm woke me up, but that's nothing new.

No guests?

No.

The place is cursed. Always was.

I've put it up for sale.

Who is it this time?

I can't say.

Tom?

Tom?

-Prosser's outside, he wants to speak to you.

-OK.

If you do remember anything, just, um...

I've still got your number.

Tom.

You can't be here.

-Sir?

-You're too involved.

What do you mean?

You know how it works. We'll have to bring someone in.

Sir, with respect, I'm the best person to conduct this case.

Tom, you're part of an ongoing investigation.

The main subject of which has just been found dead.

DS Owens will oversee things now,

until an independent investigator arrives.

An independent investigator?

It's procedure.

We have to do this properly. My...my hands are tied.

Go back and work on the Laura Dean case.

See it through.

I'll brief you as appropriate.

-Tom?

-Yeah?

Where were you last night?

I was out.

I was out looking for Iwan Thomas.

Did you find him?

Mared, I wish I had.

PHONE RINGS

I needed to see the place.

I loved her!

I don't understand why that wasn't enough!

Come on.

She was seeing somebody else, wasn't she?

Did he do this to her?

Move it forward.

Ifan was waiting for Laura for hours, just like he said.

Sir? Lewis John.

Nine years ago, a 17-year-old brought an accusation against him.

Sexual assault.

No charges were ever brought against the artist and the case was shelved.

-We just have the initial notes and statements.

-What was her name?

Joanna Miller. She's currently working as a cook in Aberystwyth.

Well done, Lloyd.

Can I help you?

Oh, if you're looking for DCI Mathias, he's not here.

I wasn't looking for him.

I'd like to speak to you.

-Joanna Miller?

-Yeah.

I'm DCI Mathias, this is DI Rhys.

We need to ask you some questions about Lewis John.

It was years ago.

I have nothing to do with him now.

It's in the past.

Maybe you can help us with something that isn't in the past.

One of his models, Laura Dean...

She was found dead during the early hours of this morning.

I've said all I want to say about him.

It's on record.

It was a lifetime ago.

That's OK.

If you do decide to, er...say anything...

..just give us a call.

-It was a long time ago.

-But you remember her.

Joanna Miller? She brought an assault charge against you.

-She was 17 years old.

-And then retracted it.

But you admit to having a naked 17-year-old in your studio.

She wasn't naked.

Joanna developed a crush on my husband.

We were both aware of it

and did our best to bring the arrangement to an end.

Did it work?

Jo mistook my interest in her as...something more.

When Lewis' work was done...

..she couldn't understand why he didn't need to see her any more.

She couldn't handle it.

And lashed out.

She was just 17 years old. Same age as my daughter.

Then you'll understand.

-Will I?

-Was Laura Dean in love with you, Mr John?

No. It...

..it wasn't that.

HE SIGHS

-She was special.

-She was vulnerable.

Like Jo Miller.

You've no idea what these girls are like.

We've all been guilty of attention-seeking.

One time or another.

I paint what's inside.

Once I've seen it and...

..I've painted it, I...

..I move on.

Do you really believe you can see inside people?

I...

..I'd like to think I do, yes.

Would you like him to paint you...

..Mr Mathias?

Well, that depends.

Do you think you can see inside of me, Mr John?

Ifan!

Ifan!

-What do you want?

-I wanted to say sorry!

I should've said something! I-I should've told you about Laura!

I-I tried talking to her, I tried to make her stop!

-To let you know, tell you...!

-I'm not interested!

-If I'd have said something, then maybe...!

-Stop! Just stop!

Everybody lied!

She lied! You lied!

You're all liars! All of you!

Laughing at me behind my back!

-Ifan, that isn't true!

-Leave me alone!

DS Owens?

Sir.

Hi.

You!

You killed him!

He never killed himself! He never was going to kill himself!

You killed him!

-Hey, leave it!

-Get off me!

-Get off me! Get off!

-Let him go.

-Get off me!

-Let him go! Let him go!

You killed him, or you drove him to it!

His blood's on your hands!

HE BREATHES HARD

WAVES CRASH

DCI Mathias.

I've heard a lot about you.

Hm! Yeah, I'm sure you have.

I've asked DS Owens to work with me on this.

I take it you haven't got a problem with that?

No.

She's a good officer.

We'll sort this out.

And then everyone can move on.

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HE SIGHS

-Where are we with Pathology?

-Still waiting for the report, sir.

-Sir?

-Yes?

-I'm not trying to...

-Sian?

Just do your best.

Mared?

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KNOCKS AT DOOR

Hi.

-Sorry.

-Everything OK?

Yeah. Um...there's, um...there's no power.

Fuse box. Only the thousandth time!

I haven't had a chance to fix the wiring yet.

-Whiskey?

-Yeah.

Put it on my bill.

Oh, don't worry about it.

Well, at least it'll help with the wiring.

It was my grandparents' place.

I used to come here as a little girl.

I loved it.

The sea.

Happy times. Hm!

So, you took it on?

Yeah. They were getting old.

And my marriage came to an end.

Hm.

So, why are you here?

Well, I was sent here. Work.

-Banished!

-Huh!

Yeah, something like that.

A police officer came here today.

Asking about you.

About where you were last night.

I thought you were the policeman.

Well, sometimes it's not that easy.

You know, you try and do something and...

Well, it's complicated.

What do they think you've done?

They think I killed someone.

I didn't.

Hm!

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GULLS CRY

Hm.

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PHONE RINGS

Mathias.

You're a professional. Haven't you ever crossed a line?

Leave! Get out!

Whatever you think happened here, you're wrong.

I cared about Laura.

-I think he's been lying to us.

-He's an obsessive.

Obsessions come and go.

HE GROANS