All language subtitles for Waking the Dead 606 - DaRmEtH-eng

We are looking for anything
that'll help fill in Declan Keane's
movements over the last few days.

Sir, I think both you and
DI Jordan need to make your
statements to one of my officers.

You mean - how do I get
these two Brit cops outta
my hair so I can do my job?

Technically, you were
involved in the incident so you
can't run the investigation.

Technically, that's true and
the principle of impartiality is
something I would fight to uphold

but, in the meantime, I need
all the help and co-operation
your department can give me.

If we follow the rule book, sir...
And is that what we're gonna do?

Or we could just go by your rule
book for the moment, sir. Aha!

HE CHUCKLES
Is the correct answer.

No, if you can get me
the relevant information,

I'd be only too happy
to hang on, yes, thank you.

OK.

These are all articles
written by Katherine Keane
in the '90s - look at that one.

"The Right To Choose:

"Abortion is a reality
of Irish life".

"Every year, around 4,000
women travel to England to
terminate unwanted pregnancies -

"women from every walk of life.

"I speak from personal experience.

"I first came to London in 1972.

"I was pregnant."

Oh, yes. Yes...

Really?... Fantastic...

And you're absolutely certain
it's the same Katherine Keane?

Maiden name, Donleavy,
born 18th of May 1956?

That is excellent, thank you
very much, thank you.

Katherine Keane did come to
London for a termination in 1972.

That's not so unusual, is it?

According to the clinic
she was referred to,
she never kept that date.

As far as I can tell,
she went ahead and had that baby.

The search of Declan's flat
turned up a couple of things -
a letter in an envelope.

The writing is Katherine Keane's.
According to who?

According to a sample
Stella e-mailed me. Uh-hm.

The postmark is from a firm
of solicitors in Dublin...
McKee and Brennan. Right.

We also found...Declan's passport.
That's a good job, well done.

There's a travel agency
15 minutes from Declan's flat.

He bought a 'plane ticket to
London there, paid cash, 243 Euros
to go club class. Club class, eh?

Up on the roof, before
he knew who you were, you
said he yelled something?

Give me your hand!
Don't kill me! Take it all!

"Don't kill me! Take it all".
You reckon he thought Boyd was his
London-based drug supplier?

Why'd he be scared? They did
deals all the time. Exactly.
Perhaps the deal went wrong.

Maybe he was trying to run
off with the supplier's money.
Since when have drug deals

been paid off with gold bars?

Stella? Hey!

Have you actually looked at all
of this stuff? I have a system.

I divided the boxes into three
categories - "Incomprehensible" -
pages and pages of balance sheets,

"Irrelevant" - all the Bank of
England's reports and correspondence,

and "Of Some Interest".

Oh, nice. Is he your boyfriend?

He's Clive Marlowe,
the City dealer who donated
the house to Lucien Calvin,

the expensive house
he now lives in.

Two questions - Is he available?
Is he straight? The second
question's not a deal-breaker!

He's backpacking in South America.

His office gets e-mails like this
every week. They sent this one to me.

And you're writing to ask if
he'll give you a house too.
Lucien Calvin is more interested

in talking about what dreams Grace
is having than answering questions.

I want to see what Clive Marlowe
has to say about him.

Hm, and ask him if he's
free for dinner on Friday.

After 15 years, these two bodies
fall from the ceiling, mummified
and still sexually conjoined.

What's the connection
with the third corpse -
the one from the river?

Brian McGurk. The 16-digit
number found in his pocket.

The same number inscribed on
a necklace found in Katherine's
hand. Brian McGurk was a diplomat.

Yeah? Well, think about it,
what's the biggest advantage
of being a diplomat?

No parking fines! Diplomatic bag?

Exactly, you can travel
back and forth, Dublin -
London, unchallenged.

But... Ah, the only
reliable currency when banks
are collapsing is gold!

McGurk could get out of the country
and put it in a safe deposit box.
So... The 16-digit number!

And that was Mervyn Simmel's plan!
So... Get on a plane, leave
all your troubles behind.

Pick up the gold on the way. Ha-ha!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, that all sounds
great, but picked up from where?

The account could be anywhere in
Ireland. That's true, Spence,

but we've got an idea of what we're
looking for. Another drink, sir?
Call me Boyd, no, I'm fine thanks.

PHONE RINGS
Yeah?

Hi, it's Lisa.

Hi, Lisa.

'You said to call any time.' Yeah.

So, how's Dublin? Fine, fine.

Don't worry, I'm not trying
to get information out of you.

Oh, that's disappointing,
I thought that's what journalists
were supposed to do.

Well, the fact is I've decided to
drop the whole Katherine Keane story.
I'm on to something much bigger now.

So, if we did meet up again,
somewhere less business-like,

more relaxed, you won't
have to feel compromised.

Well, in that case, I see no
reason why we shouldn't, er...

Good.

I look forward to it. Yeah, me too.

Call me when you get back.

I will. Bye.

Boyd's looking a bit rough.
Looks like he hasn't slept much
since Declan Keane hit the pavement.

He's probably still thinking...
We can hear every word so spare me
your compassion, please.

This is DI Bailey
from the Garda Siochana.

He also goes under the name
of Patrick. Hello, Patrick.
Oh, Grace! Sorry.

Grace, so kind of you to join
us. So sorry. Thank you, I was
just introducing DI Bailey here.

So if we could stick
with the headlines, please.

OK, well, here is a headline
for you. According to the adoption
agency records, Katherine Keane

gave birth to a child in 1972 which
she gave up for adoption, and the
name of that girl was Lisa Tobin.

Seems her interest in this case
isn't just professional,

it's much nearer home.

I tried to contact her but she's
not answering any of her phones.

'Well, we need to find her
and get her in, OK?'

'Here's another headline.
Declan Keane was known to us
as a small-time drug-dealer

but I have information that
his supplier was London-based.

And Patrick believes that
the man I saw on the roof before
Declan died was in fact that

London supplier.

Thank you. This package was posted
to Declan by a firm of solicitors.

I don't know whether you can
read that, can you? Yeah.

After Katherine Keane was
officially confirmed dead.

We... We believe it contains
details of a safe deposit box and
that.. And that... ..was where

Declan got the gold bars but we
don't where that deposit box is.

Well, I just found something
in the SFO investigation
that might help here.

The BICF bank was a giant
operation but it owns a bank in
a tiny village north of Dublin.

I need details of that
as soon as you can.

Yeah, it's just outside of
Balbriggan. I know where that is.

Also, according to the SFO,
�20 million of the bank's funds
are still unaccounted for.

HE WHISTLES
20 million still out there?

Yeah. Grace, you look miserable.
It's just the whole Katherine Keane
thing. It doesn't make sense to me.

I don't understand why she would
leave her husband at this particular
time. It's the money, isn't it?

I mean it's uncharacteristic.
Well, thanks for your contribution
as ever, interesting. Bye.

Bye. Bye. Charming.

Philip! Philip!

Lucien.

It's been a long time, Philip.

I thought you should know,

the police have been
asking me questions.

About Mervyn,

about what happened in '92.

This bank is going under.

We can either go down with it
or we can take what we can.

I can't accept that.
We can still save it.
You believe that?

I can't be seen to be even involved
with this bank and the people

I represent can't afford to lose
their investment. I'm with Mervyn.

I can't talk about this now, Lucien.

Not here!

It's not going to go away, Philip!

You can't run away from the past!

You're sure this is the man?
I couldn't forget him.

He left here with the biggest smile
on his face you ever saw. He had a
key and the 16-digit account number?

Everything was in order.
This is the box in question.

OK, thank you.

Will you be wanting
to see the other one?

There's another one?

Oh, yes, there is.

Same account number...

but a different...

key holder.

What's the problem, Stella?

This is all just dead matter.

It's desiccated skin and
dehydrated muscle tissue, OK?

You actually want to
pull them apart?

That's the general idea, yes.

It's not right. Shouldn't
we leave them as they are?

You're a good Catholic girl.
Can't bury them together.

Clever.

It needs one big firm move. Put
your hands on the pelvic girdle
and when I say, get ready to pull.

OK, ready to go... and pull...

Aargh, this is disgusting! Ah! Ooh!

Wait a second, wait a second.

Um, can you get some forceps?

Which one? Er, the ones
that look like big tweezers.

Here. Thank you.

What is it?

It looks like...

..a mini-cassette.

But the thing is that
there's two boxes.

But one box was Katherine Keane's
final gift to her husband, right?

I'd call it guilt money but
I'm sure Grace has other ideas.

The other was for Mervyn
and Katherine Keane to start
their new life together.

Yeah, in Mexico or Paraguay.

Boyd! I just spoke to my Super
about staying on the investigation
and coming with you. Yeah. Why?

Declan Keane's death was on Irish
ground so there's no reason why...

The investigation is linked
to three deaths in London.

Plus we need to track down Declan's
London supplier and find out if he
was the man you saw on the roof.

Feels like a joined-up approach
to me but... No, it's a good idea.

Welcome to the team. It's OK.

I don't think these journalists
like us treading on their territory.

If Lisa Tobin had told us
she was Katherine Keane's daughter

instead of dropping out of sight and
trying to do her own investigation,
maybe we wouldn't have to.

Anything useful?

Nothing that tells us where she is.

Mum, wake up. Mum, wake up!
Mum, please wake up.

Mum, please wake up!
Mum, wake up!

I just got a reply e-mail from
your dinner date, Clive Marlowe.

Oh, yeah? Listen to this.

"Lucien Calvin has
been inspirational to me.

"Through his intervention
I became what I am. I owe my life
to him." Da da da da da.

Calvin comes out of it pretty well.
He couldn't have come out of it
better if he'd written it himself.

And you think maybe he did?

Maybe. I'll trace the ISB and check
if those e-mails really are coming
from South America. See you later.

Somewhere under all this
hiss and crackling background
noise is a conversation,

a conversation we assume
was recorded by Mervyn Simmel.

One of the suspects, Iain Taggart,
the politician, left for the US
three days after Black Wednesday.

Two days after the murder.

Philip White left for
Italy the day after Taggart.

Both stayed out of the
country for several months.

Ah, just long enough for them
to realise nobody had found the
bodies and it was OK to come back.

Taggart was also involved in pushing
bank fraud legislation through
Parliament just before this happened.

So that could link him
to the BICF bank.

So both these two
wealthy men of influence are
ideal candidates for Opus Dei.

If we ask them if they're part of
Opus Dei they'll probably deny it.

Mr Taggart, you left England

for Florida on
September the 19th... 1992?

I was a junior minister
in Major's government.

After Black Wednesday, I limped
off to recuperate in the sun,

rather like Eden did after Suez.

And was your involvement in bank
fraud legislation still ongoing?

The White Paper was due to get
a second reading in January.

It never happened, of course,
but that's government for you.

Try one of the maxims.

OK, er,

bear with me, Mr Taggart.

"Who are you to pass judgement
on the decisions of a superior?

"He is better fitted
to judge than you".

I'm sorry, what's that?
It's a quotation.

Are you not familiar with it?

No, I'm afraid not.
He hasn't got a clue.

I got my secretary to check
the dates, er, after we last spoke.

Er, I left for Italy four days
after Black Wednesday...

part work, part pleasure.

"Women needn't be scholars, it's
enough that they are prudent."

I'm sorry,
you're not familiar with it.

It's a quotation from the maxims
followed by members of Opus Dei.
You don't recognise it?

Ask him about the whip marks.
Come on, Grace, ask him. Ask him!

Sorry, um...

Slow...

Our forensic reports
show marks consistent

with self-flagellation on Katherine
Keane's back. Can you explain that?

Get to the point, for God's sake!
The point of it is?!

Are you a member of Opus Dei,
Alderman White?

'Course he is! Come on Grace,
ask him about Hugo Keegan!

Come on, move it, move it along!

I came here voluntarily. Yes, yes.
I came to help your investigation...

I believe I'm free... Oh,
push him Grace for God's sake.

..to leave unless you...
Yes... Push him!

..any more relevant questions.
If you just... You see?
You've lost him!

Absolutely typical because
you're so goddamn slow!

What the hell...? You
can't do it like that! I'm trying
to conduct an interview in there.

I am not a ventriloquist's dummy!
He's moving money around for
Keegan. He's Keegan's banker!

There is nothing to connect him
with the BICF bank.

It's not against the law
to be a member of Opus Dei!

You're so slow, you gotta push more!
I'm trying to finish my interview.
It's always like this. Just...

Just... just... she...
Doesn't matter.

This is the cassette I recovered
from Mervyn Simmel's mummified body.

Then you digitised it.
I digitised it. I know these things.

This is the original. Right.
FIZZING AND CRACKLING

Sounds like a radio that hasn't
been tuned in properly.

With a little bit of work,
actually quite a lot,

I managed to clean it up.

Three voices, all male,
dynamics of a building argument.

'..sordid...' "Sordid".

"Signature".

Then a crash at the end. Could be
a door slamming. Gunshot, maybe?

Moving it along a little, a couple
of seconds later, you get to what
sounds like a whole sentence.

'Lord, direct us to where
bushels follow virtue.'

"Virtue". Play that...
play it back again.

"Lord, direct us..." To where?

'Lord, direct us to where
bushels follow virtue.'

"Lord, direct us to where
bushels follow virtue."

Bushels. That's what I thought.
Does that mean anything to anybody?

Not to me. "Lord, direct
us..." I hoped it would to you.

There's not enough room! It's not
exactly rocket science, is it?

There's an empty table in my office,
use that! OK, fine no problem.

Maybe they were arguing about
getting the gold out of the country.

If the tape was found on Simmel,
we can assume that maybe one
of the voices is his,

so that's Simmel... Calvin.
Calvin and McGurk. Brian McGurk,
Brian McGurk...

I knew I knew him.

Back in the '90s, he crashed
his car and I was the first
officer on the scene.

So he's got a record? Sir,
I found these bank statements from
Calvin's personal account in '92.

He says he was in Glasgow on the day
they were killed but this says he
withdrew cash from an ATM in London.

OK, hang on a sec. Hello.
Am I on your wanted list?
Why did you search my office?

Lisa...

Katherine Keane never
accepted me as her daughter.

How could I claim her as my mother?

You told me that you'd never
even met her. Well, it's true.

Almost true.

I was 20 when I decided
to trace my blood mother.

I did it all by the book -

made contact
via an adoption counsellor...

But I couldn't resist playing
detective myself and I found her.

This was the mother I thought
would complete my life and
be my closest friend.

I thought I could
begin my life again.

A day later, I heard
from the adoption counsellor.

Katherine had answered my letter.

She didn't want to meet me.

Simple as that.

I tried to forget her,

and a few months later,
she came looking for me.

'Hello. I have a Katherine Keane
at reception for Lisa Tobin.'

Tell her...

..Lisa Tobin's not
at her desk today.

'Hold on, erm...

'could you...'

Could you put her on, please?

Sure, no problem.

Thank you. Hello...

Hello?

I'll be seeing Lisa later if you
want me to give her a message.

If you could tell her that...

Just tell her that I'm sorry

and that I hope she understands.

Thank you.

I never saw Katherine again.

The next day, she walked out
on her husband and went
to visit Mervyn Simmel.

Was she involved with
Opus Dei at any time?

I had my suspicions she was involved
for a while - is it important?

Yes, yes, it is important.

Er, is there any connection,
apart from her, between Alderman
Philip White and the BICF bank?

You think it's White, don't you?

You won't tell me anything.

Even now. No, I can't
tell you anything, Lisa.
Come on, you know that.

I think that you're a heartless
man... Peter Boyd.

I think you spend too much time with
the dead to care about the living.

How did you get in here?
Jennifer!

She left. Don't blame her,
I told her I was your niece.

That's very clever.

Now, you'd better go.

I've nothing to say to you.

Does Detective Superintendent Boyd
know that you were involved
in the BICF bank?

The three of us
are as guilty as each other.
We have to stick together

and stay a step ahead of the Serious
Fraud Office. I'm right, aren't I?

I saw you with Lucien Calvin today.

We moved in the same circles
at one time.

It's not unusual to
bump into old friends.

Is that why you were running away
from him? What happened back in '92?

What gives you the right
to interrogate me?

Because somebody killed
Katherine Keane and I think
it could've been you.

If you want to repeat that
in print, you better have
a good lawyer, Miss Tobin.

What if I repeat it
to Superintendent Boyd?

Alderman White!

Mr Boyd is looking for
Katherine's killer among her lovers.

He should investigate the man she
didn't love, a man she despised.

Who had the most reason
to stop Mervyn Simmel running
out on the BICF bank?

Its co-chairman...

..Lucien Calvin.

Inch by inch, the two
of you have dragged me down
to your own sordid level!

Now forgive me.

I promise you,

I will find out what happened that
day, and I won't stop until I do!

Hey! Hang on a minute.

Who's that? This is Clive Marlowe,
he's the City dealer

who donated his house to Lucien
Calvin's psychotherapy foundation.

What, he gave Calvin a house?
A house worth two million pounds.

I traced back the e-mails
he's supposed to be sending from
his travels in South America.

The ISP is all wrong, they didn't
come from the southern hemisphere.

Is he a missing person
or a suspect? Either way, I think
he should be up there. OK.

Just hang on. I mean,
did he work with Calvin in
the City in 1992 or...?

Yes, they worked together.
He was a client of his.

But he donated to the psychotherapy
foundation. Did he consult him as a
patient? Did he crack up, burn out?

He could have. That's what
I'm trying to find out. OK.

This is the house.

You'd better put it up.

That's a hell of a lot of therapy.

Mr Calvin? We need you to come
in to answer some more questions.

Have I got a choice? Well, you can
come voluntarily or under arrest.

Post-mortem histology,
sample taken from Katherine Keane.

Examination reveals...

Grace... Yeah, it's Eve.

Can you come in here?
I want to show you something.

This is a cross-section of
Katherine Keane's mummified brain.

You're showing me to...?
Illustrate the pressure
effects on the brain

of having a space-occupying lesion
inside the closed box of the skull.

A lesion, as in tumour.

As in a massive tumour.

Wow. Mm.

..Exclusively with City traders,

exclusively rising... Yeah?

..to the City, you know.

Oh, the techno-guru strikes again.

It's cos it's Irish.

Yeah?

Excuse me, I just thought
you'd like to know that Katherine
Keane knew she was going to die.

Is this conjecture?

No, it's forensics.
She had a brain tumour.

It explains why she was acting out
of character. Probably, she didn't

want to hang around while
people watched her die

or maybe she just wanted
to go out with a...bang.

And is this your "I told you so"
moment, Grace?

No, Boyd, it's my "Maybe you
should listen to me sometimes

"because I have expertise
you might benefit from" moment.

So you were right, but what
does it change? It tells us
more about Katherine Keane.

But it doesn't make any difference
to the investigation, does it?

All right.

You're right, I'm wrong.
I'm just a silly little woman
full of feminine logic.

I'll leave you and PATRICK to solve
the case by shouting at people.

Oh.

'Scuse me.

Just a...

Just hang on a second here.

Do I sense just a little bit of
jealousy in the classroom?

Jealousy? Yeah.

How dare you accuse me of
unprofessional behaviour! You're
very good at what you do, Grace,

but where does it say
I have to build my investigation
around your insights?

Within five seconds
of meeting Lisa Tobin,
you had fallen for her smiles.

That's unprofessional behaviour.

Leave Lisa Tobin out of this.
Oh, right. "Call me any time."

"Peter Boyd".

Remember what I told you
about seduction?

If it works, that's what we
keep on using, well, that's what
she's doing, she's seducing you.

Like mother, like daughter.

Calvin's ready to be interviewed.

Also, we've got the prison
psychiatric report. Give it to her.

Charming.

Thank you, Spence.

I want to ask a question
about Clive Marlowe.

Go ahead, feel free.

You say he donated the lease
on the house you now live in.

Mr Marlowe is travelling
in South America.

- Are you in contact with him?
- He's on the other side
of the spinning world.

Does he send you e-mails,
news of his trip?

Is Dr Foley not with us today?

Boyd, maybe you should ask about
"where bushels follow virtue"?

You told us you were in Glasgow
the day before Black Wednesday

and you stayed there for three days.
The day after Black Wednesday,

Mervyn Simmel and Katherine Keane
were murdered. This bank statement

said you made two cash withdrawals
on the day of the murder, in London.

I can't see you but I know
you're there. Answer the question.

If this is true, it's
because my wallet had been stolen.
That's very convenient.

You were cautioned on two
separate occasions by the police
for harassing these women.

Ah, I thought that
this might interest you.
This one you met on a train

and you followed her every day
to her office for three weeks.

This one took out a restraining
order on you when you kept going
into the hotel where she worked.

What are you... D'you like
scaring these women or what?

Coup de foudre! Love
at first sight! As if a bolt of
lightning strikes your heart.

There's something in their eyes
that overwhelms me. Boyd, I think
you should see this report.

We all have our desires. The growing
urge to break the great taboos.
The psychiatric report Boyd, I...

God, yes.

I asked you a simple question
and I would appreciate it if
you would give me a direct...

We ask ourselves why can't I break
the rules and have my wish!

Because we hold
ourselves back, don't we?

We recognise our own
boundaries, we relegate our
desires to our dream life.

And in dreams,
all these things can be fulfilled.

Imagine that... How
are your dreams now, Grace?
Are you free of him yet?

Let's talk about
being six years old.

Oh, God.
Tell me how this makes you feel.

I'm in a room,

it's 1971...

I'm six years old
and I'm with my mother and father.

There's a sweet warm smell
of hot chocolate...

I'm with the parents who love me
and I know no-one can get to me.

Drink it up, all of it.

Chocolate tastes sweet.

But there's something else -
something...bitter.

My mother says,
"Drink the chocolate".

But I don't.

You were supposed to go with them,
weren't you?

When your father went bankrupt
and he lost everything?

I don't want to talk about this.
You didn't die, did you?

How did you feel, a little boy,
left alone? Guilty?

Mum, wake up. Mum, wake up.
Mum, please wake up!

Mum, please wake up! MUM!

You've no right to use this.

You always felt you'd done
something wrong, didn't you? No!
but you didn't know what.

These women,...

..you saw something of your
mother in them, didn't you?

Is that why you followed them?

You wanted to be loved?
You wanted to be forgiven?

I don't see how that makes him
special. Accumulating wealth in
the City was about security.

But it's the same for everybody.
Yes, but there's never enough wealth
to protect us from our fears.

In Calvin's case,
the fear was bankruptcy?
You think that's enough

to make him kill Mervyn Simmel?
It's possible.

The City of London crime log, 1992.

Lucien Calvin reported
his wallet stolen four days
before his trip to Glasgow.

Oh, no.

Oh, God, OK.

Get him out of there.
Get him out, just get him out.

It's OK, I'll take him.

BUZZER
You're a great admirer
of Grace Foley, hm?

You don't realise
how lucky you are to be

working alongside a woman of such
fine intelligence as Grace Foley.

You're not exactly the best judge
of character. I know people,
I know how their minds turn.

Well, you made a big mistake
when you went into business
with Mervyn Simmel.

Your signature's alongside
mine all the way on this, Lucien -
you're up to your neck in fraud.

Is there something on your mind?
Something you wanna say to me?

ECHOING: "Lord, direct us to
where bushels follow virtue".

33.

Inch by inch, the two of
you have dragged me down to
your own sordid level.

We can't turn back now.
We've got to go on with this.

The three of us are
as guilty as each other.

We just have to stick
together and stay a step ahead
of the Serious Fraud Office.

Lucien.

Lord, direct us to where
bushels follow virtue.

Lord, direct us to where
bushels... Lord, direct us...

..to where bushels follow virtue.

Why have you brought me here?

Relax, Mr Calvin, I just
have a story to tell you.
What kind of a story?

Just the usual kind,

filled with lies,
betrayal and greed.

15 years ago, back in Ireland,
I pulled a man out of a crashed car.

Then I discovered that
he was smuggling gold bullion
in his diplomatic bag.

His name was Brian McGurk.

All of that was Mervyn Simmel's idea.

But the gold that he
sent to Dublin was only
a small part of it, wasn't it?

You mean you didn't know that?

Mr Calvin, something
close to �20 million

was never recovered after
the collapse of the BICF bank.

This bank is going under,
we either go down with it
or we take what we can.

Is that it? Is that what this
is all about?

Just money?

Mervyn Simmel hid that money.

Lord, direct us to where
bushels follow virtue.

Nobody ever found it.

But now I have information.

If we work together,
it could lead us to it.

"Lord, direct us to where
bushels follow virtue".

Ring any bells?

This is the internet stuff.
Any luck?

Oh, this is driving me crazy.

Er, "The fire had power in
the water, forgetting his own

"virtue and the water forget
his own quenching nature".

That's the wisdom of Solomon,
Chapter 19 verse 20. What does it
mean? I haven't the faintest idea.

And then there's this French guy,
oh, it's one of yours. Who?
Er, Descartes. Oh.

"The greatest minds are capable
of the greatest vices as well
as the greatest virtues".

He also said,
"I think, therefore I am".

But nothing about bushels
following virtue? Not a thing.

Oh, this erm, voicemail
message, what is it?

Oh, actually it was about Mel Silver.
I used her old phone extension.

There was a message for her,
someone asking about a pendant? Is
that important? No, that's OK.

Did they not leave a name
or a contact number? No.

Mel.

Where's Mervyn Simmel's
farewell note? Over there.

It's the envelope that's
important. When did you last
leave an envelope unaddressed?

If it was meant for Lucien Calvin,
why doesn't it say so on the
envelope? Think about it.

I've just shot them. I'm leaving,
I see a note on the desk.

It's in Simmel's handwriting,
and it says he's leaving the
country. So what do I do?

I throw the envelope away,
get another, put the note inside,
lick it, put it on the desk.

Check the envelope
for saliva traces! Yep. Brilliant!

Voicemail for...
Detective Superintendent Boyd.

Please leave a message.

Boyd, it's Lisa...

I think Lucien Calvin shot Katherine.

I have information about him
that means that he...

SHE GASPS

OK.

OK, you don't need to do this.

I don't know anything.

Please...

Who killed Katherine?

I need to know.

Just tell me who killed her.

She was my mother.

Detective Superintendent Boyd.
Yes, I know you by reputation.

PHONE RINGS

'You have one new message.'

'Boyd, it's Lisa.

'I think Lucien Calvin
shot Katherine.

'I have information about
him that means that he...'
SHE GASPS

Grace! Grace!

Yes! Lisa Tobin's in trouble.
I got a message, must be 40 minutes
ago. Get a satellite trace.

She has information about
Katherine Keane and Simmel.
Where is everybody?

Mervyn Simmel, unaddressed envelope.

Testing for viable saliva samples.

Risk of sample contamination...

high.

I've got a fix on the call!

It's at the junction, Cole
Street and... Spence! Sorry?

Deauville Lane?

It's in the City. Your phone!

Thanks.

SIRENS WAIL

This is the junction of Cole Street
and Deauville Lane. It's not here.

There's a car park. Try that.

Makes you dizzy, doesn't it? How
many floors are there here? 12.

Got a registration?

LT54 HBD.

TYRES SCREECH

Could be all day doing this.

Hey! There! There it is!
There it is!

PHONE RINGS
Jordan.

Yeah. Mm-hm.

Lisa! Yep.

Nothing? Check the bag. OK. Bye.

He might have followed her
here or... That was Bailey.
..been waiting for her.

DSI Boyd. Cold Case.
I'll check over here.

Lisa's press card.

Grace. Hold on.

Domine dirige nos.

What? Lord... Lord...

direct us...
to where bushels follow virtue.

Domine dirige nos.
Get a make-safe here. OK.

It's on Mervyn Simmel's tape.
It's not a prayer or a religious
thing, it's the City of London.

"Lord, direct us to where
bushels follow virtue".

Get a Latin translation - "bushels
follow virtue." Call Stella.

OK. Latin translation -
bushels follow virtue.

Sir, I have the translation.
Yeah, go ahead.

Lord... No, not that bit.
The second part, "to where
bushels follow virtue".

Oh, OK. Erm, what I have is
"Eo Ubi Modii Sequuntur Virtutes.

How d'you spell that? E-O.

Yeah, I got E-O.

E-O. Stella? Come on!

God, this is so strange.

Could make a case for
a 60-40 split but without me,
you never would've found it.

But 50-50's good enough.

HE LAUGHS

I thought he had it all worked out.

Think how long it'd take to get
a large amount of gold out of the
country, one or two bars at a time.

Too long if your bank's about
to have its assets frozen.

Yeah. So you abandon that plan -

getting a crooked
diplomat like Brian McGurk
to smuggle it into Ireland.

And hide all the gold
where no-one'd think to look.

In another bank, and come back when
it all falls down. There we are.
"Bushels follow virtue". Yeah.

Yes, but you must understand
that for many of our clients,

20 million sterling
is really not a lot of money.

So you're telling me that Lucien
Calvin got access to the vault,

left with its contents, based
just on his signature... Of course.

We maintain a strong personal
relationship with all our clients.

I've known Mr Calvin for some time.

I don't expect you've seen much
of him in the last few years.

Unaddressed envelope...

..saliva sample. Test results.

Mr Calvin and Mr Simmel are the only
authorised signatories but today it
was just Mr Calvin, as you can see.

Didn't you feel under any obligation
to pass details of this account
on to the Serious Fraud Office?

Our foremost obligation
is always to our clients.

Before today, the only
signatory is 1992.

And as I said, as a matter
of policy, I can't allow you
to examine the vault

and neither can I discuss its
contents. Did you see him leave?

Yes. Did he need any
help to carry anything out?

Well, we do have staff on hand but
the second gentleman said it wouldn't
be necessary. The second gentleman?

Yes, um, he signed in here in the
Visitors' section. A Mr... Keane.

Declan Keane.

Is there a problem? Yes.
Declan Keane died yesterday.

Tell me about the second gentleman.

Er, he was, um,

very charming.

His accent matched his name.

He was Irish.

Let's see if we can succeed
where Dublin's finest have failed.

On your right!

Give me your hand, I'm a police
officer! Give me your hand!

I can't believe it. I trusted him.
Yes, you trusted him.

I told him everything we had.

It's Bailey. Bai... Boyd. I'm
gonna string you up, You need
to get over to Calvin's place.

Declan Keane never had
a drug supplier. It was you.
I'll explain when you get here.

No, you listen. Listen to me...

Brian McGurk, you killed him and
dumped him in the river, right?

Bailey?

He hung up on me, the little shit.

You can't escape the sins
of your past, DI Bailey.

They'll always catch up with you.

You're saying Bailey
joined the investigation
to get at the gold.

No, to protect himself. When
we started investigating McGurk's
death, he had to do something.

The more he heard about the gold,
the less he could resist it.

PHONE RINGS
Greedy bastard.
This'll be him. Eve? Eve.

I tested the saliva samples
on the unaddressed envelope.

And?

Well, it is a 15-year-old sample.

Tell me you found something, please.

Yes, I did.

The sample matches
one of your suspects.

Philip White.

Boyd, I'm in White's office.

No sign of Lisa, but you were right
about White being part of Opus Dei.

I came for sanctuary and
forgiveness. Forgiveness?!

You expect forgiveness?

How dare you come to this place?
There's nowhere else I can go!

You expect forgiveness
for what you've done?

You've put everything we've
achieved here at risk.

I need sanctuary! And all you can
think of is your own miserable soul!

I have done penance
every day for 15 years.

And God may forgive you,
but I never will! Get out of
here, and out of my sight!

This mission is closed to you,
this family disowns you!

I've never believed it was about
money with him, I just don't.

Sir? Yeah? I checked back on
Calvin's parents' suicide. This
is the house where it happened.

They're in there now splitting
the gold between them? Possibly.

What are you doing? You wait there.

Come on, Stella.

I just want to check it out first,
I'm concerned for your safety.

That's fine but I think you
need my help. I wish you'd
listen, every now and then.

All right?

Stella, you go there.

I've got a funny feeling about
this place. I know what you mean.

When did you last put a padlock
on your freezer? Never.

Here, can you hold this?

Well done.

Clive Marlowe.

He never left London.

OPERA MUSIC PLAYS

Shit.

Please! Please!

I'm still your little boy.

Aren't I?

Please. Please, don't hurt me!

I don't know who you are!

I won't tell anyone, I promise.

Just let me go, please!

I'm still your little boy.

Aren't I?!!

GUNSHOT

Oh, God.

God tested me when he brought
Katherine Keane into my life.

I was weak when I should've
been strong.

I prayed for strength...

..but my feelings for her were...

too powerful.

Are you going to kill me?

I saw something in your eyes
when you came into my office,

something I should've recognised.

Is that why you brought me here?

I should've seen you
were her daughter.

What difference would it have made?

Every difference.

I should have asked for
forgiveness

but instead, I put
a gun to your head.

Is... Is this how you ask for
forgiveness?

There's only one way
for justice to be done.

You have to help me.

I need the location of White's car.

End this.

Please.

I've thought about
this moment for so long.

When I'd finally know
who murdered my mother.

When she put an end to what we had,

I knew I couldn't let her go.

I thought I might feel pity...

But I don't.

I killed them both.
Right here.

GUNSHOT

Do it!

Go on.

Lisa!

Oh, God, Lisa.

Lisa, come on, drop the gun. Drop
the gun down to me. I shot her.

Right there.

Where you're standing, I ended
her life. Don't listen to him.
Squeeze the trigger, Lisa. Lisa!

Lisa, look at me!
Look at me, focus on me!

He'll be punished for
what he did, if you, if you just
give me the gun. Come on, please!

I saw the fear in her eyes.
She saw me as I raised the gun.

Lisa, your mother was dying.
She only had a few months to live,
that's why she was running away,

she wanted to spare you that pain.
It's not true. That's it, now.

Just give me the gun.
Come on, Lisa, drop me the gun.

Please! He's lying to you, Lisa.

I spoke to her. With her last
breath, she called your name.

Lisa! And I killed her.

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