Cracker1993

Dr. Eddie 'Fitz' Fitzgerald:
I've seen your case notes. Nervous breakdown sixteen weeks ago.

DS Jimmy Beck:
I'm over it.

Dr. Eddie 'Fitz' Fitzgerald:
Stressed, depressed, prone to anxiety attacks. Guilt does that to a man.

DS Jimmy Beck:
Guilt over Bilborough's death.

Dr. Eddie 'Fitz' Fitzgerald:
Guilt over the rape of Jane Penhaligon.

DS Jimmy Beck:
Guilt over the death of a much-loved colleague.

Dr. Eddie 'Fitz' Fitzgerald:
Is that what you've been telling them for sixteen weeks?

DS Jimmy Beck:
Why should I rape her? I've screwed her. I got sick of screwing her, so why should I rape her?

Dr. Eddie 'Fitz' Fitzgerald:
Convince me.

DS Jimmy Beck:
The little tattoo on the inside of her thigh.

Dr. Eddie 'Fitz' Fitzgerald:
Now I know you raped her.

DS Jimmy Beck:
A rapist is gonna see that, is he? Rip'em off, stick it in, dark corner, and a rapist is gonna see a little thing like that? You've kissed that little tattoo, haven't you, Fitz? You've felt the hair tickle your cheek as you kissed it. [laughs] For God's sake, you've been there. If a fat piss artist like you can screw her, anyone can.

Dr. Eddie 'Fitz' Fitzgerald:
I believe she said something similar.

DS Jimmy Beck:
Well, there you go, then.

Dr. Eddie 'Fitz' Fitzgerald:
[Pouring Jimmy more whisky] You've been dipping into your Guardian again, haven't you?

DS Jimmy Beck:
Bilborough screwed her. But he's dead. You think I'd lie about something like that? You think I'd lie about that?

Dr. Eddie 'Fitz' Fitzgerald:
I think you're capable of anything.