"Hello?" "What do you want, pig?" "Can I trust you to pass this on?" "What have you got?" "Sorry, are you married?" "I live alone." "Oh." "Liz Fletcher." "Do you ever go in the loft, Mr Moss?" "I rarely venture beyond the ground floor." "Peggy?" "Where the hell are you?" "You shouldn't really be here, Len, You know that, right?" "You're retired." "Argh!" "Come on, she's out." "She can't be." "She never goes out." "Hiya!" "How are you?" "Yeah, good." "It's Melissa, isn't it?" "Yeah." "I'm Peggy." "This is Elaine." "I know." "OK if we come in for a sec?" "Yeah, sure." "You have the most incredible skin!" "Have people told you that before?" "Not really." "So pretty it glows." "Let's open that other bottle." "Where do you keep the corkscrew?" "The drawer nearest the fridge." "(If you don't want to do it, just say no.)" "Did I mention, this woman is a genius with a lens?" "She will make you look better than you have ever looked," "I guarantee it." "And if she can't, hell, everything we do is airbrushed, anyway." "I don't think..." "I don't really..." "We have a deadline." "And there's literally no-one else we can ask." "As a neighbour?" "As a friend?" "Please?" "That's it." "Look over your shoulder." "Look to the side..." "How did you do it?" "Ohh!" "Must've blacked out." "I don't remember much." "Banged my head on something." "There was...someone." "Where?" "In the flat upstairs?" "No." "No, no, I can't be sure." "Look, thank you, Miss Khan." "I'm really sorry to keep imposing on you." "Let me call one of your colleagues, they can drive you back." "No, no." "I'm OK now, really." "What happened to her?" "The girl upstairs." "You keep coming back." "You must think she..." "Was she killed?" "I can't rule that out." "Hello?" "Elizabeth?" "The policeman..." "He came back." "Where were you?" "Don't lie to me, Elizabeth." "Number five." "What did we agree about going upstairs?" "Something bad always happens when you go upstairs." "I'm sorry." "Did he see you?" "The policeman, did he see you?" "I hit him." "I had to." "I had to get out of there." "One day we're going to have to find a way to give all this back, aren't we?" "I'm sorry, Mr Sellers." "Shh." "Get some rest." "Peggy, where the hell are you?" "Call me back." "The poster design meeting with Elaine Markham and Peggy Scott?" "I'm so sorry, my partner's been delayed." "OK, that's not a problem." "Jesus Christ!" "I almost registered you as a missing person." "I bet you didn't, though." "Well, we didn't get the contract." "Probably not surprising as half of us didn't even show up." "I don't care about the stupid contract." "Let's get a coffee." "I don't want a coffee." "Well, I do." "So whatever character assassination you've got lined up for me, let's at least temper it with caffeine." "Who found her?" "Some new lot just above us." "Had reason to pop into the loft and there was old fatty." "Only not so fat any longer." "Don't talk like that." "The gossip on the street says it was a suicide." "Come home, Peg." "We can't talk here." "I can't go back there." "I can't spend another night in that flat." "Well, then we'll move." "We'll put it on the market, we'll buy somewhere else." "(It's not the flat, Elaine, it's you!" ")" "(I can't be with you any longer!" ")" "Think very carefully about what you say next." "I've hired a van." "I'll be round on Friday to get what's mine." "You don't have to be there." "In fact, it's better if you're not." "Most people miss first time." "You're going to be late." "Oh, he's already left for work." "I hear him go 7:40 on the dot every morning." "Oh." "Does he live on his own?" "Joe?" "You bet he does." "Nobody'd put up with the grumpy old bastard." "I'm Kieron, by the way." "We keep missing each other." "Oh, Michael." "Oh, let me get it." "Oh, thanks." "All right if we use these, or will he notice?" "Yeah." "OK." "'Hello?" "' Miss Khan, it's Detective Inspector Harper." "I don't want to scare you, Miss Khan, but it's possible anyone could gain access if they wanted." "So there was someone in here?" "It's not secure, that's all I'm saying." "The other day you said you thought she might have been killed." "I said I wasn't ruling it out." "Got me thinking, though." "Hmm?" "What if it was someone from here?" "From one of the flats?" "Why would one of her neighbours want to kill her?" "I'm sorry, I..." "Wait." "Please!" "I'm Adam." "Patricia." "You must be his friend." "You must be his son." "Come in, then." "Can I get your opinion on something?" "What's wrong with this picture?" "You want me to say she looks fat?" "Would you say she looks at ease?" "She's smiling." "You think?" "I'd say that was a smile." "She's uncomfortable." "Self-conscious." "Then, why did she do it?" "I'll call you." "I should...be getting back to work." "So, what is it that you do, Patricia?" "I'm a journalist." "Oh, so you work together." "He really hasn't told you anything about me, has he?" "I bet he hasn't talked about me much, either." "So we should be equally insulted." "Well, maybe he's being cautious." "You've been seeing each other for over a year now." "Then he has told you something?" "The cosmetics in the bathroom cupboard and the electric toothbrush." "The first time those items appeared round here was last January." "We got together at a Christmas do, I semi-moved in the next month." "So, where do you sleep every Tuesday night and alternate weekend?" "I kept my place on." "Expensive." "I want to keep my independence." "Really?" "Is that true?" "I'm sorry, I really do need to get back." "Will you tell him that we met?" "Will you?" "Are you kidding?" "It'd freak him out." "Best both keep quiet, then." "Pretend like this never happened." "I like that plan." "Oh, do me one favour?" "Anything." "Change those sheets." "What do you think about having them over?" "Who?" "The neighbours." "We could make it a thing." "Drinks, nibbles." "Do we have to?" "I think we should get to know them better." "Find out what they're really like." "Morning, Mr Sellers." "Good morning, Michael." "We're having everyone over ours Friday evening." "A few glasses of wine." "Love you to drop by." "That's very kind of you." "Bring a guest if you like." "A friend, lover." "Anyone you want." "After you, sir." "Mr Harper." "Len." "How can I help you?" "It's this brochure of yours, it was found at a crime scene." "The police?" "No, no, I'm just making enquiries." "It's a personal matter." "Yeah, those are our products, but...this isn't our brochure." "It has your company name on it." "It's the 2010 line, but this isn't the promotional material we went with." "I don't follow." "We don't produce our own marketing." "We outsource to graphic designers who put these things together for us." "We award the contract to whoever produces the best work at the time." "My guess is this is a sample we rejected." "Can you find out who made it?" "Hello?" "Officially, we've never done any work for 'em." "Unofficially, we have wasted numerous man hours and a good few hundred in printing costs just trying to win their business." "All in vain, I'm afraid." "So, this woman here, you recognise her?" "Of course." "She's the girl upstairs, Melissa." "Oh." "When we met before, I was under the impression you didn't really know each other." "Well, we didn't." "I don't think she's crossed my mind once in the last couple of years." "One of those invisible people." "Does that sound mean?" "No, it sounds honest." "She was just a neighbour, that's all." "There was a brief moment in time when she did us a favour, but that's as far as the connection went." "A favour?" "Yeah, we knew that the company pride themselves on... on their range of sizes." "From malnourished to morbidly obese, they'll take your money." "We thought it would help our chance of winning the contract if we had a larger lady in the mix." "Personally, I think that's what ultimately put 'em off." "So, you just popped upstairs and convinced her to strip off?" "Some people don't take that much convincing." "She was quite a flamboyant soul, if you ask me." "No." "Flamboyant people leave a bigger footprint." "You notice when they've gone missing." "They're certainly not..." ""Invisible", did you say?" "Well..." "Images are Peggy's side of the business." "She dealt with all that." "She's the artistic one." "She took these photos?" "Of course." "Me, I'm all about the money." "I bring the clients in, she impresses them." "Well, usually." "Quite a team." "Gestalt." "Greater than the sum of our parts." "It's what we named the company." "Gestalt." "I like it." "I'm going to see if I can't slip it into conversation." "When's a good time to speak with Peggy?" "Well, she's had to go away for a while, but I'm expecting her back before the weekend." "If you could have her call me on my mobile number." "I'm not in the office very much these days." "You have a lot of pictures." "The walls, surfaces." "That's nice." "Makes it a home." "Melissa, she had one picture in her flat." "I don't think she was comfortable in front of a camera." "Hello?" "Night, Patricia." "Night." "'Can't stop thinking about you.'" "Who is this?" "'You thought I was him." "Admit it.'" "We sound alike on the phone." "Adam?" "What are you up to right now?" "Working." "'Afterwards, let's meet up.'" "What's this about?" "Something I think we need to discuss." "Tell me now." "On the phone." "No, I don't want to." "I want to see you." "'I don't think that's a good idea, Adam.'" "I don't know what everyone complains about." "Any catering service that serves a descent macaroon is all right in my book." "I went back to the flat." "That girl I was telling you about." "Uniform aren't going to follow it up, I guarantee you of that." "Just want to take another look around, see if I missed anything." "I know I shouldn't, but who's going to know, or care?" "Do you remember that chocolate cake we nicked from the village fair?" "We took a beating about that one, didn't we?" "Actually...no." "I took a beating, you ran off and went into hiding." "Slippery little shit that you were." "You'd nick it, we'd eat it, then I'd get the blame for it." "Teamwork." "You know what they call that?" "Gestalt." "We were greater than the sum of our parts." "Hi." "Is Peggy...?" "She's busy." "We're entertaining." "What do you want?" "The pictures." "You said..." "I said what?" "Peggy, she said, if I changed my mind about them, if I didn't want you to use them..." "You said you were OK with it." "You said it was fine." "I've been thinking." "I had a lot of wine." "Well, that's not our fault." "I'm-I'm sorry, but I don't want you to use the pictures." "It's too late now, they're at the printers." "If you had a problem then, you should have said so at the time." "Need a hand, neighbour?" "It won't take." "Pop the bonnet up, we'll take a look." "Len, by the way." "Frank." "Lived here long?" "Nine years." "Listen, I don't want to make you late for work." "No, no problem." "I'm recently retired...sort of." "Morning, Joe." "Morning." "Excuse me?" "Oi!" "Hey!" "You didn't give me a time, so I'm not quite sorted." "Is it just you?" "Yeah." "I thought you might have brought someone to help you." "I haven't told anyone." "Well, I'll help you all I can, but you know how bad my shoulder is." "Maybe ask one of the neighbours." "How is everything?" "Yeah, it's OK." "Listen, we need to talk..." "Oh, just one second." "Hi, this is a message for Detective Inspector Harper." "It's Elaine Markham, from Flat 3, 8 Coulthard Street." "You asked me to call you when my partner, Peggy Scott, returned." "Well, she's here." "In the flesh." "I'm not sure how long she'll be hanging about, so if you want that chat, you might want to come by as soon as you can." "Cheers." "Sorry." "You were saying?" "What was that?" "Oh, the police want to talk to you." "Our dead neighbour." "Remember her?" "Right, try it now." "Yes!" "Plugs." "I don't think I've changed a set of spark plugs in 25 years." "I appreciate it, Len." "What do I owe you?" "No, no, no." "Don't even think of insulting me." "Well, I owe you one, then." "Are you a whisky man, Frank?" "Who isn't?" "I got an 18-year-old single malt." "Been sitting in my cabinet for longer than I can remember." "Fancy making a dent in it later?" "Sure." "Sounds good." "Eight o'clock?" "I'll be there." "It's OK." "It's OK!" "It's Michael!" "Michael Jenson." "Look at my face!" "You remember me, I know you do." "Ten years younger." "We were at school together." "It's Michael." "Mikey." "Mikey." "Mikey." "Mikey." "It's OK." "I'm not going to hurt you." "I'm not going to..." "Brighton, 2008." "Theresa's hen weekend." "Are they still together?" "Who cares?" "Do you want to get that, or shall I?" "You went out with my mate, Gus." "Gus McDermott?" "You remember Gus?" "I don't know if you heard, turns out he was a dirty bugger." "Got in trouble with some 15-year-old, he was 20 at the time." "Anyway, don't see him any more." "I don't see anyone from school, really." "Suppose you don't, either." "I was always getting in trouble back then." "It was nothing serious," "I just weren't cut out for the whole school thing." "You know?" "I work in a shoe shop now." "I've got a baby coming." "It's mad, innit?" "So, this is old Salty's flat, then?" "Salty Sellers." "He had it in for me back then, big time." "Used to pull me out of line and send me to the back, no reason." "He hit me once." "Clattered me right round the head." "He got away with it cos there was no-one else in the room." "Liz..." "Fletcher!" "How mad is this?" "The last I heard was that your family had moved away to Liverpool or somewhere." "What was that, seven, eight years ago?" "You have to leave." "I live upstairs." "Number four." "He'll be back soon." "He'll find you here." "Couple more hours before the bell." "He mustn't know you were here." "He mustn't find out." "Why, Liz?" "What would he do?" "Why are you here?" "I'm afraid you've caught me rather on the hop." "I haven't come out with anything official." "That's OK." "She was devastated when I told her the news." "You were quite fond of her, weren't you?" "Did you know Melissa well?" "We passed on the stairs, like everyone does." "And she...she helped us with the brochure that one time." "Remember?" "I've told the detective everything I know." "I'll leave you two alone to talk." "Everything I've found out about Melissa so far - which, I admit, isn't much - is at least consistent." "Erm...she lived a quiet life, alone." "Didn't work or seem to socialise very much, if indeed at all." "Sounds like a pretty accurate description." "But this, these pictures... ..it doesn't feel like something that she'd do." "Unless I'm completely wrong about her." "And, if I am, maybe I'm looking in the wrong places." "Looking?" "Looking for what?" "Her assailant who took her life and left her up there to rot." "I thought..." "Erm..." "I thought it was a suicide." "Oh, maybe it is, but if I don't know anything about Melissa, then I can't rule out the fact that somebody didn't like her." "Well, I-I don't know how I'd be able to help you with that." "Well, when you took these pictures, these intimate photographs, did she know what they were for?" "Yeah." "I explained everything." "And she was OK with this?" "Being exposed in such a way?" "They're flattering shots." "You think so?" "I don't." "She was fine with it." "She was happy to help." "Oh, I believe that part." "I think Melissa was the sort of person who... would go out of her way to help someone like you." "Someone like me?" "Successful." "Attractive." "I think she would've done anything for you, had you asked in the right way." "I think you knew that full well." "And I think you abused it." "And you got all this from where, Detective?" "A single, sad picture in her flat?" "Fact is, we all present an image to the world." "Most of us smile and say everything's fine when people ask - especially if it isn't." "But when we shut the door and we're all alone, that's who we really are." "And that's the Melissa, neither you, nor I, nor anyone else ever got to see." "I'm sorry if we can't help you any further." "Get out here, bitch!" "Get your fat arse out here!" "She threatens me with a lawyer?" "!" "You haven't heard the last of this, piggy!" "What are you looking at, nerd?" "I didn't see him walking out with anything but he was clearly up to no good." "What's this?" "I caught some guy coming out the staff room this morning." "When I challenged him, he ran off." "In here?" "Mmm-hmm." "Brazen as anything." "No-one's reported anything missing, thank God." "Did you get a look at him?" "Mid 20s." "Brown hair, dark jacket." "I didn't see his face." "Now that's why I make sure I carry everything on me." "I bumped into one of your new neighbours this morning." "Him or her?" "Him." "Quite charming, in an unconventional way." "He's having drinks tonight." "Wanted to know if we could make it." "What?" "They're new, they want to introduce themselves." "I think it's nice." "Really?" "I think it's an effort." "Walking upstairs to meet your new neighbours is an effort?" "Just the whole socialising thing." "No, I think I'm getting too old for it." "I'm pretty certain I've met all the friends I'm ever likely to make." "From here on in, it's just small talk and manners." "Can't we just close the curtains, pretend to be out?" "You miserable old git." "Just for that, I'm going to make you go." "Everything all right?" "Yes." "Everything's fine, Mr Sellers." "Wow." "Look at this." "Look at us." "What?" "We're grown-ups." "No!" "That's a man's job." "Isn't it?" "I think you're thinking of butlers." "But go for it." "MUSIC: "Return To Django" by The Upsetters" "The guy who was in here before you - Richard - he was a classic nerd." "He had posters of goblins and stuff all over the walls." "I'm guessing he didn't have a girlfriend, then." "Didn't hear any action." "Not that we listen out for that sort of stuff." "Well, state she's in, you're not going to be hearing much out of us for a while, either." "Michael!" "What?" "Oh, excuse me." "So, the flat upstairs...?" "Oh, that was just terrible." "Really sad." "What sort of a neighbour was she?" "Melissa?" "She was quiet." "We hardly knew she was there, did we?" "Unless she was coming down the stairs." "The woman had the grace of an elephant." "Hi, Kieron." "Hi." "Come on in." "This is Patricia." "Yeah, we met." "Welcome to the neighbourhood." "Thanks." "Ah, Mr Sellers." "Glad you could make it." "Michael." "Do you remember that time you caught me necking a bottle of Malibu behind the stage curtains?" "You suspended me for that." "Times have changed, haven't they, sir?" "MUSIC:" Oh Well" by Fleetwood Mac" "What do you make of the lipstick lesbians?" "I haven't really got to know them yet." "Don't, is my advice." "The taller one is a horrendous bitch." "Can I have another one of these?" "Beer, yeah." "The other one doesn't speak until she's given permission." "Did you know Melissa?" "The dead girl?" "Way before my time." "They're all very cagey about her." "It's understandable, I suppose." "Why do you say that?" "It shows them up for what they really are." "I wanted to write a piece about her." "You're a journalist?" "Don't worry, it's never going to happen." "There's not enough interest." "Not even the police are bothered about this poor cow." "Detective Harper's been coming round every day." "What, on his own?" "Yes." "Yeah, they do that for appearances, to make it look like they're trying." "You know they take it seriously when they move in packs." "♪ Or finding better words" "♪ These ideas never last that long" "♪ The way is up" "♪ Along the road" "♪ The air is growing thin" "♪ Too many friends who tried" "♪ Blown off this mountain with the wind" "♪ Meet on the ledge" "♪ We're gonna meet on the ledge" "♪ When my time is up, I'm gonna see all... ♪" "Oh, no thanks, I'm, erm..." "I'm fine on the apple juice." "Well, I know you ain't driving." "Yeah, working tomorrow." "All right." "Waste not, want not." "He told me all about his school days." "Reckons the system didn't suit him." "I think that's true of a lot of children." "You help them all you can, then you cross your fingers and hope they find a safe passage through the world." "He won't admit it, but I think he wishes he'd tried harder." "Given himself more options." "So long ago now, so many kids, you probably don't remember him half as well as he remembers you." "Oh, I remember Michael." "He certainly made his presence known." "You must have some stories." "Nice couple." "Young." "Too young to be having a baby." "How old were you?" "Yeah, I mean, that was different." "A different era." "Different circumstances." "Did you lock up?" "Stay, stay here." "Sorry, did I wake you?" "I tried to sneak in." "I wasn't expecting you till tomorrow." "Sorry." "I didn't know you had..." "I should, I should just be getting out of your way." "Adam." "This is..." "Patricia." "Hi, Patricia." "Sorry, did I wake you?" "No, we were just turning in." "Oh, I'll just..." "I'll go." "No, no, no, stay, stay, it-it's fine." "You sure?" "Yeah." "Is that OK with you, Patricia?" "Of course." "Wait!" "I'm not here for a fight." "I thought you might want these." "It's all the copies of the catalogue that we had printed." "And I deleted the pictures from the hard drive." "They're all gone, I promise." "Thank you." "I didn't want to threaten anybody, I just wanted to make it go away." "We never should have forced you into it." "It-it just..." "It all got out of hand." "Can we be friends?" "You and I?" "What about the other one?" "She's not always like that." "She gets frustrated when she can't have what she wants." "Sometimes she's really sweet..." "Protective." "What are you doing up here?" "Just getting rid of some junk." "Come on, let's go." "Where do you want it?" "I can take it from here." "Have you seen all this?" "It's the new guy's." "Flat two." "Kieron." "Have you met him?" "Yeah, he seems nice." "Listen." "Don't let them treat you like that." "It was a misunderstanding." "That's all." "Whatever it was... nobody has the right to say those things to you." "Especially not a pair of fake bitches like that." "Sorry." "Hello?" "Hello?" "Hello, is there anybody there?" "'She's better off dead.'" "I don't want to be here alone with him." "Look, Adam wouldn't hurt a fly." "You're being...paranoid." "Someone knows what happened to her." "Did you hurt her?" "Did you?" "I know how this looks." "I didn't do anything to hurt her." "Either you didn't notice that she was gone or you didn't care!"