- [first lines]
- DS Toolan: [on mobile] OK, panic over. He's here.
- Officer - offscreen: Morning, Sir.
- Insp Jack Frost: Good morning.
- DS Toolan: Morning, Jack.
- Insp Jack Frost: Morning, George. What've we got?
- DS Toolan: Mass grave.
- Insp Jack Frost: How many?
- DS Toolan: Three. So far, anyway.
- Insp Jack Frost: Three! It's hardly a *mass* grave then, is it?
- DS Toolan: How many do you want?
- DS Toolan: You're cutting things a bit fine, Jack.
- Insp Jack Frost: You can say that again.
- [finds recorder]
- Insp Jack Frost: Ah. You scared?
- DS Toolan: Me? No.
- Insp Jack Frost: I'm glad someone isn't.
- [last lines]
- DS Toolan: I had no option but to let him go, Jack, believe me.
- Insp Jack Frost: No, I know; neither did I. But he has forgotten one or two little things.
- DS Toolan: Hm?
- Insp Jack Frost: Well... coroner's inquiry, they'll tear him apart, won't they. Limb from limb.
- DS Toolan: Who?
- Insp Jack Frost: Well, the press; who else? And even if they don't, they will after they receive a copy of this.
- James Callum: [on recorder] No witnesses. The perfect confessional.
- Insp Jack Frost: Sent anonymously, of course.