Forgive Me Father

We're getting there as fast as we can, okay?

How long till we get there?

Six or seven minutes.

Okay, we'll be there

in five, okay? Drive.

Listen to me, you think I'm a fucking rapist,

you dumb cunts! You're too slow, yeah?

You're too fucking slow!

They will not be missed.

They will not speak, because it's too late.

You lazy, corrupt pieces of shit.

Open the gate, please.

Open the gate.

He's in the basement, east side.

Cheers. Everyone's in place?

Everyone's right where they're supposed to be.

Thanks, good job.

Armed police! Do not move!

Savage...

Simon Farmer.

Suicide?

Oh...

Man, he was just left to...

just sit here and bleed out.

This doesn't make sense.

How long's he been here?

I don't know.

Hello?

Okay, I'm on my way.

-I've gotta go. -What? Where you going?

You've got this.

Yeah, right.

I got here as soon as I could.

You're gonna need this.

Ah, another one?

We're looking at multiple now.

Apparently they weren't killed here either,

so there's another crime scene out there.

God help who finds it.

Ryle's there now, actually.

The farmhouse on Brinstone Street.

Another male body there.

Related?

Ah, I'm not sure yet.

Okay, check this out.

Ooh.

-Yeah, there's quite a lot. -Mmm.

The woman was having some renovations done,

but the builders haven't been in for about a month.

Watch your feet.

Thanks...ugh...

It's a fucking jigsaw puzzle.

Heads and hands, severed...

What the hell?

Why cut the body into pieces and then leave it here?

-Most people would just... -Most people?

Well, you know what I mean.

If you're going to cut the body up, it's to...

Yeah, to dispose of it, I get it.

I mean, perhaps they were disturbed.

Detective...

There's another body upstairs.

Jesus Christ!

Do you have any names?

It's Joanna Farmer.

Mm.

Our other victim was a Farmer.

Husband or son, maybe?

She's aged 84, widow.

Four children, so could be her son.

Not sure about the other two yet, whether they're related.

Brian says she's been here a couple of weeks at least.

The cold weather slowed down the process.

Poor old sod, he reckons she was just left here.

-Who-who found them? -Well, this is the thing.

Parks is running some DNA from some blood he found

on a broken window in the kitchen.

But no-one called it in.

It has to be one of the workers, I think.

This place is fucking humungous, 52 acres.

There's not a house around for miles.

Someone heard a loud smash, called the boys.

Reports of a blue or purple car speeding away from the scene,

but no IDs.

Yeah, do me a favour, call all the local hospitals

and just see if there were any recent admissions.

-Mm-hm. Oh, one more thing... -Yeah?

The vents and the doors, they were all blocked by towels

to stop the smell escaping.

Hold on, look at this.

What killer's got the time to have a cheeky cuppa?

If they are related,

that's a whole family,

wiped out, just like that.

I lost my family.

My mum and my dad.

Must have been awful.

Yeah.

It still is.

We just found these in the bedroom.

Thank you.

Removal of the eyes,

then decapitation.

Dismembering of the bodies,

nothing taken...

He killed the two brothers and he brought the two heads

for him to see.

What kind of guy kills elderly people?

She's my gran's age, for God's sake.

But did he know 'em?

Showing the heads to the eldest brother,

their leader, their protector,

suggests an obsession with something seen.

The farmhouse has been abandoned for years.

He led you to that first crime scene.

I'm sure you're aware that there's been an incident

in the main house. I just wondered

if you heard anything unusual in the last couple of weeks?

We may have the lead on his car.

A blue Mazda.

Tonight we're asking, how safe do you feel?

I'm terrified. We've had six months

of fake news and fake progress from the police.

She's my gran's age, for God's sake.

Hello, it's the police.

Can you open up, please?

But did he know 'em?

What about the foreman?

We've interviewed him already.

There's always something more.

But...there's nothing.

It wasn't one of the builders.

Do it again. Someone who had access.

Talk to the staff again.

There's nothing.

Just interview them again.

Interview them again.

And again!

I've just found a defaced photo of Patricia Farmer.

Patricia Farmer knows more than she's saying.

The old lady?

Mmm.

You think the photo is relevant?

Look Patricia, this is really important.

Could you think of any reason

why someone would want to hurt her?

No. Mum keeps herself to herself.

I don't know...she's...

She was in the navy.

She survived a bloody world war!

How could this happen?

I don't get it.

She doesn't go out.

Oh...

I told her to sell that bloody place

and downsize, but she wouldn't have it.

When was the last time you saw or spoke with her?

I haven't spoken to her for a few weeks now.

Why is she the only survivor?

Could it be gang related?

-Unlikely. -Revenge?

All the victims are related, so clearly a gripe with the family.

So what exactly are we dealing with, then?

Hate.

We had a quarrel.

A quarrel?

A falling out, really.

May I ask why?

She's so bloody...

How could this happen?

I...I don't get it.

I...

I'm really sorry.

A quarrel?

It was silly, really.

I forgot to put her numbers on.

And...

Can you tell me if you know or you have any ideas

why they left you alive?

What about your brothers? When was the last time

you spoke to them?

Dave and Bill?

We haven't spoken for years.

We stopped talking when Dad died.

And Oliver...

He's...

your stepson?

You don't have to say anything, but it may harm

your defence if you do not mention now

something you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

Of course.

He's...

He''s what?

He's...

well, he got in with the wrong crowd,

and tried to blackmail us with awful lies.

So you know the deceased,

Mrs Farmer?

You know,