Daniel Blake - City of Sins

‘A hand, I could understand. But a leg … why would you cut off a leg?’

Selma shrugged. ‘I don’t know. The mirror? The axhead?’

‘Those, I have no idea.’

‘Again, me neither. So I’m not even going to theorize, you understand? I’m going to wait for what Forensics say, and turn every corner of Cindy’s life upside down, and see what comes of that. The data never lies.’

‘Do you disapprove?’

‘Of what?’

‘Of her. Of Cindy. Photos. Drugs. Sex.’

‘What makes you say that?’

‘You didn’t look too thrilled when I showed you the photos. You don’t gamble. I’m guessing you’re a – you’re a woman of faith.’

‘She’s dead, Agent Patrese. What she did when she was alive doesn’t matter.’

‘That’s what Homicide cops always say.’

‘Maybe. But I happen to believe it’s true. Everyone’s equal above the ground, and everyone’s sure as heck equal beneath it. I’ve handled cases of murdered whores and murdered nuns, and I’ve given as much to one as to the other. I’ve given it everything I’ve got. You don’t believe me, you walk out of that door now and never come back.’

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