Unforgotten

Well, in you get, then.

Come here, let's have a go.

Ready?

Here we go. Let's get in.

Say again,

Why can't Chigwell pick it up or, or Edmondton?

I'm not sure really. Andrews just rang me and told me it was ours.

Hold, hold on one second...

Will you two please be quiet! I'm on a work call...

Oh, work call?

- Yeah, sorry, I... - Listen, listen I know it's late.

For me it was this or Time Team revisited, so, anyway...

- You watched it yesterday. - Give me the remote!

You coming past me?

Mum, it was my birthday.

So what time did it finish?

God knows, 4:00, maybe 5:00?

Oh, God, your neighbours must love you.

- They were the last to leave. - And was Alice there?

Alice and I split.

Oh. Right. Another one I never met.

Not sure you would have liked her anyway so...

Oh, doesn't matter what I think of her, Jase...

I just want you to be happy.

Yeah.

You want another one?

Erm...

Oh, go on then, quick one, then I should shift, Paul's cooking.

Yup, me too, flat's totalled.

I mean, my sister did it, when she split up with Michael, though...

I don't know it's not really my thing.

Well, one in four marriages last year started online.

Yeah, I'm sure, I just don't really fancy ending up

standing in front of some bloke

I've been on three dates with, in my bra and knickers.

Oh, that bit never bothers me.

What, you in your bra and knickers?

- Evening. - Evening, sir, ma'am...

Which way?

Just go over the bridge and down to your right.

Thank you.

Because.

What, because you... You wanna watch EastEnders,

or because you wanna go out, or because you're feeling sick?

I'm always feeling sick, fucktard, on account of the cancer?

Do you have cancer?

Just. Really, what's the point?

Oh, yeah, I know, you do everything you're meant to do,

and you fight with every fibre in your body

and turns out cancer doesn't give a shit.

So, by all means, have that cry and...

...just tell me that you're scared,

and if you like, you can give up, in here as well.

Cos that's not really gonna make any difference.

But, er, please, please, don't stop taking the chemo,

cos in the end, that is all we've got.

Never, ever, become a therapist.

And now please, piss off, before I top myself.

And according to the local council, the river was last dredged in 1994.

- Right. - Obviously that doesn't necessarily mean

this went into the water after then,

the last dredge could have just missed it.

Sorry, to me this, this looks way too preserved

to have been in here for any serious length of time.

Ordinarily, I'd agree.

But there are potentially a couple of unusual factors here.

Firstly, the body was in a sealed case,

meaning very little got in for quite some time, I imagine.

And then, secondly, if the conditions are right,

sometimes a body that's been left in water

undergoes a chemical change called saponification.

Which effectively seals and preserves the body.

So, how old could it be?

Oof. Hard to say, but easily five, ten, twenty years?

- Maybe longer. - Wow.

Male, do you think? Cos that, that looks like a bloke's watch?

Let me get everything back to my lab, we'll get the remains out,

clean them up, and, er, see where we are.

Yeah, call me when you're ready. Thanks, Fran.

Popular picnic spot, apparently.

All the people who've sat here,

the families, lovers, old ladies, eating their egg and cress.

And just a few yards away...

I hate egg and cress.

- Do you? - Mmm.

I don't mind it.

No. What's your sandwich of choice then?

Wouldn't be a sandwich. A crusty white roll,

grated cheese and onion. Nice.

- White bread gives you cancer. - Yeah, that's what they're saying today.

Next week, it'll be the key to everlasting life.

- Hi, Jason. - Oh. Hi, Cath.

Sorry about your party,

I had to work late and by the time I got back, your lights were out so...

Yeah, well, everyone was knackered, so it wasn't a late one.

- Another time maybe. - Yeah. Yeah. That would be nice.

Do you wanna fix a date now or...

Well, let me have a look at my diary and...

- I'll... - Sure. No problem. Night, Cath.

Oh, uh...

- Hiya. - In here.

- Hey, love. - How did it go?

Fine.

What?

Oh, they're all lovely and everything, but...

They're all little old ladies, aren't they?

And you're an old man, old man.

Yes. Well, thanks for that.

- I'm going to head up. - Dad, so, sorry, I didn't mean...

Oh, no, it's all right.

I'm just felling a bit bushed, I'll see you in the morning.

Love you.

How about I get an extra flight to Spain.

Becca wouldn't mind, he's always good company.

Oh, Paul, that is so kind of you.

Oh, come on. Hey.

He'll be okay.

Hmm, he's a cracking lad.

Someone will see that one day, they will.

- Hmm. - Hmm?

On three. One. Two. Three.

Yeah, as I suspected, it is a Blanchard,

you can just see their mark on this rim.

Oh, I never heard of it.

They went out of business in the early nineties,

the seals kept going, which Wasn't brilliant on a diving watch.

Don't they have serial numbers inside?

- Not this model, annoyingly. - Oh.

So, not helpful then, in terms of dating the body.

Maybe we should be concentrating on the suitcase?

Well, there's his watch, although not a premium one,

it still cost the best part of a grand.

So if it goes wrong, you get it fixed.

And any watchmaker fixing a watch,

will leave a little mark on the inside plate.

Now if I can get this off, we might find the date, firstly,

but more importantly, we might find a name.

So, if this watch was fixed, at some point,

you think we could probably identify the watchmaker?

And if you can identify them...

They might be able to tell us who's watch it was.

In mitigation, Your Honour,

I would ask you consider the side of Jordan

that he hides, very successfully,

from any figure of authority he comes into contact with.

And that is the side of this young man,

who spent all the profits accrued from selling the drugs he was arrested for,

on a week at a holiday camp, for his younger brother, Liam.

If I may?

The younger brother who, like Jordan,

was taken into care before he turned six.

The fact is, your honour, what Jordan needs,

in fact, what he desperately wants,

is help with his addiction,

because Jordan is, at heart, a kind and decent young man.

And I would ask that we help him,

show the world what he is truly capable of.

- Laters, bruv. - I sincerely hope not.

- Say hi to Liam for me. - Will do.

See you, Col.

Oh!

Excuse me!

Are you serious? The most important day of our lives.

You nearly gave me a bloody heart attack.

Oh!

What are you worried about, we've got at least...

...fifteen seconds.

Oh, just hold me up a minute.

Daddies!

- Hello! - Hey!

Oh! Hi.

- Hello, my darling girl. - Shall we go home?

- Yeah! - Yeah!

- Are you all right? You ready? - Yeah.

- Yeah? Good. - You all set?

Oh, she's been so excited.

- Bye, Janet. - By, Flo.

- Goodbye. - Bye.

- Goodbye, Janet. - Call us if you need us! Bye, Flo.

Pizza!

Pizza, yes.

- And some vegetables. - And carrot sticks.

- No. - And some fruit?

Smith?

I am afraid so. But we do have an initial.

W. Smith.

12-06-89?

- Yup. - And 04-02-90?

In the absence of a serial number,

this is your best bet of identifying the owner.

So, I've started in January 1990.

- Yeah, good. - And for now I've taken it up to 1995?

Fair enough.

And that brings up only 1.5 million missing persons.

- Oh, please. - Now as we're pretty sure it's male.

That narrows it down to about 750,000.

Still missing after five years?

That narrows it down to 1% of that figure.

Yeah. That's still seven and a half thousand.

Yeah. Sorry.