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They've launched.

I repeat, they've launched!

This is not a drill.

Find shelter, hug your loved ones.

This is it people, this is everything we've ever feared.

Can you believe they actually did it?

Those morons!

They're gonna kill us all!

They've launched!

- Wake up! - They've launched

- What? - Listen!

Can you believe they actually did it?

Those morons!

They're gonna kill us all.

C'mon, c'mon!

I forgot my phone.

You go ahead, I'll-I'll catch up.

Etta, are you there?

Come in!

You need to get to the bunker!

The whole world has gone to bloody hell.

Stu? Pick up goddam you!

As soon as you get this message

grab Etta and get to the shelter.

Oh, yeah.

Stu...

let me know as soon as you get here

and I'll unlock the door for you and Etta.

Right.

I always knew it would be like this.

I always knew this would happen.

I was right!

So damn them all!

Hello, Warren.

Do you feel safe and sound in your bunker?

I'm so glad

because you have two minutes to live.

As you breathe your last breath,

remember you brought this on yourself!

My God, it's stopped!

Five, thee, two...

No. Five, two...

What is it?

It's my mum.

I can't believe it.

I mean, only last week she said

she was thinking about having a new kitchen fitted

and now she's gone...

and booked it!

I mean, of course she'll have to move out while it's being done!

Just to be clear, your mother...

Is coming to stay.

Winter.

Fleur?

Victim is Dr. Warren Kaine.

First indications are he suffocated to death.

Probably less than a few hours ago,

I'd say around 6:00 a.m.

- Who found him? - His wife Clodah.

Are you sure that he suffocated?

I just mean that there's no bruising

around the nose or mouth

where someone would have held him down.

This was hands free.

It'll be easier to show you.

Killer reconfigured the venting system...

and sucked all the oxygen out.

The door's bombproof,

the shelter's airtight.

I doubt he lasted long.

- Sorry, did you say bombproof? - I know a bit about this, sir.

It's called doomsday prepping. I've got an uncle who dabbles.

Which mainly involves going to his garage

and stocking up on beer and crisps.

I'd say our victim was a tad more prepared.

There's enough supplies for months on end

food, medicines, toilets, beds.

It's better stocked than a rock star's tour bus.

And I should know, I've been on a few.

How easy would it be to tamper with this?

I'd say you'd need a good level of technical expertise.

Well, thank you, Fleur.

Before you both lumber off...

prior to his demise...

he called two numbers.

We're looking for a Mrs. Clodagh Kaine.

You've found her.

You're not the first to give that look

most people think I'm Warren's daughter.

Please, come in.

I'm very sorry about what happened to your husband,

but I'm afraid we need to ask you a few questions.

Of course, anything to help.

When was the last time you saw your husband alive?

I can't believe I'm going to say this

but it was just after the missiles were launched.

Missiles?

There was a nuclear alert.

This voice on Warren's radio

was urging him to get to safety.

"Those morons, they're going to kill us all."

Or something like that.

But you didn't follow him?

Warren had done this half a dozen times

over the last few years.

If it wasn't an earthquake it was a comet.

And one time there was even a swarm of killer bees.

But none of them ever materialised.

So you didn't take this threat seriously?

Have you ever lived with a person on high alert 24/7?

It's exhausting.

Was it always the same alert procedure?

No. Warren could get his information from anywhere.

He could've opened a fortune cookie and believed it.

This voice you heard, was it male or female?

Um, neither. It was electronic.

Warren took off like a startled hare.

The bunker was locked, how did you get in?

About an hour ago when he hadn't come home

I dug out the code for the door.

I could never remember it, so I kept it in a drawer.

And your husband died between two and three hours ago.

The shelter's what, a ten minute walk from your house?

Like I said, it was becoming exhausting.

So, I went back to bed.

We believe your husband was lured to the bunker.

Do you know of anyone

who might send him a hoax warning?

He'd been the village GP for years.

He was loved and well respected.

I mean, some thought the prepping was a bit much

but not to that extent.

One more thing,

I noticed some lockers in the bunker

with various letters on them.

They're for the members of Warren's prepper group.

Etta does odd jobs in the village

and Stu bartends at The Huntsman's Horn.

That's where Warren holds his...

that's where he held his meetings.

Get onto tech, see if they could work out

where the hoax originated from.

Anything else?

Well, given the world was about to end,

I'd like to know why only Warren made it to the bunker

Etta Derby?

Ah, cute!

You might be worth saving when the world goes to pot.

I'm here about Warren Kaine.

Apparently, he rang you this morning?

Not as far as I know.

Well, his sat-phone would say otherwise.

He rang you just before he was killed.

Sorry... Warren's dead?

And you were one of the last people he tried to contact.

Why do you always do this to me?

What do you mean the price has gone up?

Don't get cheap on me, Randall.

I'm-I'm risking prison bagging game for Medora's fancy menu...

Shh! Randall, the police are here.

What?

We-we'll all get arrested if they see this!

I'll get rid of him, just go.

- Hide that animal! - Alright, okay.

Ah, this is Detective Chief Inspector Barnaby.

Hello.

You'll never believe what's happened.

Chief Inspector?

I'm looking for a Stu Levy.

Hi.

Etta, are you there?

Come in!

You need to get to the bunker.

The whole world's gone to bloody hell.

The one time I forget to charge my phone!

I would have thought that it was a prerequisite.

Just in case the apocalypse...

Oh, here we go. Another mickey taker.

The village is full of them.

I'm merely suggesting it does seem odd

that you didn't have your phone to hand,

you know, in case a super volcano erupts...

I'm surprised you know about them.

Blame my uncle.

Anyway, where were you around 6:00 this morning?

Snuggled up in here.

Me and Stu had had a bit of a bust up.

You're a couple then?

Maybe not for much longer.

And you never left the camper?

I didn't have any reason to.

And if you had got his message,

how long would it take you to get to the bunker?

Fair bit longer than Warren. But that was the plan.

He'd get there first and then he'd let me in

when I arrived.

You got on well with Warren?

Very much so.

People like him and me represent humanity's last hope.

Because believe me, Armageddon's on its way.

So, Warren's dead?

And you were the last person he called.

To warn you of a nuclear attack.

Looks like they missed.

Sorry.

I had my phone on silent.

Thank God, though, otherwise, I'd be another dead body

in the shelter.

Wait, did he call Etta as well? Is she alright?

He did, but as far as we know

she didn't make it to the shelter.

Where were you around 6:00 this morning?

Sorry, just need to grab these.

I was in the cottage across the road.

I'm-I'm house sitting for a friend.

Can anyone corroborate that?

Why would they need to?

Oh, uh, I can.

I saw Stu in his living room when I was out jogging.

That's, that's right.

I'd just opened the curtains as you waved.

I almost tripped over a manhole cover in the process.

The prepper group meet here most Wednesday nights.

It's the highlight of my dad's week.

Your father being?

Guy. Guy Burrows.

He joined Warren's group when we moved here.

He loves it.

Everyone's gotta have a hobby, right?

Judging from the state-of-the-art bunker,

I'd say they take it pretty seriously.

Well, not that the rest of us do.

Though if their fears do come true,

I reckon I could sprint into that bunker

quicker than anyone in the village.

Would you know why

Clodagh Kaine didn't mention your father?

She didn't?

She's a bit of an airhead.

Sir?

Any luck with Etta Derby?

No alibi and her phone was off. What about you?

Mr. Levy's phone was apparently on silent

though he does have an alibi.

Want me to see if anyone can corroborate Etta's whereabouts?

Let's talk to a Guy Burrows first.

It appears he's also in the prepper group.

Stay calm, he's gone.

Are you talking about Warren or the policeman?

Go and pay Stu for the deer... dear.

I told Warren run continual tests on the equipment.

Nothing is infallible.

Shelters have got to do

the one thing that they're supposed to do.

I mean, imagine if there'd been real missiles.

The air vent was deliberately tampered with.

Are you serious?

Clodagh didn't come into the shop so I rang her.

I can't believe it.

Paige, this is Detective Chief Inspector Barnaby

and Detective Sergeant Winter.

They're here about Warren.

She said you don't think it was an accident.

We know it wasn't.

Had Warren upset anyone recently?

No, uh, not that I know of.

Are you sure about that, Mr. Burrows?

What does that mean?

We know you're a member of the prepper group

but there's no record of Warren calling you

this morning when apparently...

The world was about to explode.

Warren's mind would have been on just one thing

getting to the shelter

I would have been exactly the same.

He managed to phone Etta Derby

and Stu Levy in his apparent panic.

Well, that's not to say he wasn't going to phone me next.

Obviously, he just didn't get the chance.

Hang on a minute, when did this all happen?

Around six o'clock this morning.

I was still at the fire station.

I'm a part-time volunteer, I was covering night shift.

Were you there alone?

I was.

But my husband would never desert his post.

He's one of life's saviours. Aren't you, Guy?

Assuming Warren had called you, what would have happened?

Well, presumably you'd abandon the fire station then?

Immediately.

I'd call my family, tell them to get to the shelter

and I would go straight there.

But I mean, it's a moot point,

the situation would never arise.

Prepping is just a bit of fun, Chief Inspector,

it's not actual life and death.

I'm afraid it was for Warren Kaine.

The victim could probably last a minute without oxygen.

Which was ample time to get to the door

and punch in the code.

I tried it myself.

So what prevented Warren from doing so?

This...

was laced with an unhealthy amount of amphetamines.

Three or four slugs

and he wouldn't have known his arse...

I think we get the picture.

So the killer was in the bunker?

Could've left fingerprints.

There are fingerprints everywhere

but none that match any on record.

Any thoughts as to where the amphetamines

might have come from?

There's a medical cabinet in the shelter jam packed

with all manner of prescription drugs.

Including enough amphetamines

to make a herd of elephants dance the Can Can.

Was the cabinet locked?

Wide open.

I'd say someone laced the whiskey

knowing for certain Warren would see it

and down it immediately.

Which implies the killer is someone who knew Warren well?

Well, let's talk to Clodagh Kaine again.

Only this time we're not looking for Warren's enemies,

we're looking for his friends.

I came as soon as I could.

How are you doing?

How do you think?

I'm finally free of Warren.

Clodagh, what are you doing here?

You didn't need to come in.

Anything's better than sitting at home drowning in scotch.

Well, actually that was my first thought but I couldn't find any.

Well, I wish I could cheer you up.

But it's official, I've had a notice of repossession.

Stuff that.

Well, I wish I could, but it won't change anything.

But I know what will, darling. Warren's life insurance.

You can't plough that into my shop.

Correction. Our shop.

Obviously I'd have to take a controlling interest.

But think of it this way,

you get to be around your beloved books

and I get to be in business with my best friend.

Every nuclear cloud has a silver lining.

Mrs. Kaine.

Have you found who did it already?

No.

But we did find amphetamines in your husband's whiskey.

He was drugged.

Who knew he would definitely drink that whiskey?

Uff...

Well, that'd be half the village.

He was the world's worst panicker,

the slightest thing had him reaching for the bottle.

How are your electrical skills, Mrs. Kaine?

Ask Paige.

I changed a plug here once and blew the electrics.

Yeah, I can vouch for that.

I had to get Etta Derby in to fix it.

Is that all?

Only I have to use dear Warren's life insurance to save a shop.

And before you scowl at me,

that's what he was all about, saving things.

The planet, the people, everything and anything.

Even bookshops.

As a matter of course,

we always check the beneficiaries

of a victim's will.

And it seems that your husband wasn't insured.

No, check again.

We sat down and did it together.

And it was a rather chunky sum.

I called his solicitor on the way here

and Warren cancelled it a long time ago.

Apparently, he didn't think there was much point.

After all, who would be left to make a pay out

in the event of say, an alien invasion?

"Alien invasion?"

That panicky alarmist buffoon!

For once I thought he'd actually done some good.

Well, you do still get the farmhouse

and of course the nuclear shelter.

Who'd want to live next door to a death trap?

I can't believe he did that to me.

See what you can find on Clodagh and Paige.

It appears they both thought

they would benefit from Warren's death.

If he wasn't scared of little green men.

Oh, that's tech sir.

Looks like they've found the source of the hoax.

Seems it was coming from the forest.

Oh, I assume you're eager to check it out?

These are brand new shoes, sir.

Well, it'll give you the chance to break them in.

So, I should look into Clodagh and Paige...

Just as soon as you get back.

How are your powers of observation, Winter?

Hopefully better than my sense of direction.

I'm looking at photos of the lockers in the bunker.

You know what don't I see?

I don't know, beer and crisps?

The lockers are labelled as follows

W for Warren, C for Clodagh, S for Stu and E for Etta.

But what letter isn't there?

Ah, G? As in G for Guy.

Which explains why Warren didn't call him.

Guy doesn't have a place in the shelter.

And I'd like to know why.

Freeze!

Unless you wanna lose a foot.

Have you got a licence for this?

You ask Stu Levy about that.

Wait, I didn't catch your name!

Lyra.

Oh, where's the younger version of you?

Only there's a spare space in the shelter now.

I'll be sure to let D.S. Winter know.

Well, I'm serious.

We'll need someone to help kick-start the human race again.

And he looks like he's got some good genes.

Did you not see all the powdered milk

and baby stuff in the shelter?

Prepping isn't just about survival...

it's also about rebirth.

Hence, um, Warren having a much younger wife?

Hmm, it's just a shame

Clodagh never bought into his Adam and Eve vibe.

Did that cause problems between them?

Possibly.

I mean, I never saw her at any of the group meetings,

that's for sure.

Talking of which,

do you know why Guy is no longer in the group?

Tsk. Couldn't care less.

Just means when the time comes, the rations'll last longer.

Sweet...

So you set this all up yourself then, did you?

I'm not just a lined face.

I take it you're a prepper as well then.

Me? No.

I'm just eking out an existence

since I quit my job at Dallow Pharma.

The virology centre in the next village?

You were a scientist?

That's Guy Burrows' field.

He told us he was a fireman.

In his spare time.

His day job he researches viruses.

Well, he would, wouldn't he?

That's what humanity's heroes do, don't they?

I was in charge of maintenance and security...

'til I decided to Opt Out.

I'm here to talk about the hoax message

that you sent Warren Kaine.

Have you been picking wild mushrooms? What hoax?

Warren was murdered this morning.

He was suffocated in his shelter

after you sent a nuclear warning at precisely 6:00 a.m.

See this lot here?

I trekked down to the supermarket this morning,

I was scavenging the bins for the food that they throw out.

Did anyone see you?

Well, no, the whole point is you're not seen.

I used to be a widely respected wife of the local GP.

I don't really want to be seen with my head in a bin.

You and Warren were married?

He was my personal apocalypse I'm afraid, yes.

Until I grew too old for him and he threw me out.

It's a strange thing when you reach your sell by date.

But inevitable if you knew Warren's beliefs.

Inevitable in what way?

Well, I can hardly restart the human race at my age, can I?

You got divorced and he took up with a younger woman?

Well, she's not particularly young now.

You think he would have traded her in as well?

Ruthlessly so, yes.

He'd have swept Clodagh's entire life away,

just like he did mine.

When did you last see Warren?

Well, oddly enough, he came to see me the other day.

Haven't seen him for years.

He was scared.

I mean, Warren was always scared

but... this time he looked really spooked.

Did he mention why?

Well, he mumbled something but I was too busy

trying to send him packing.

He ruined my life, remember?

- Oi, that's cheating! - Can you just stop it!

- Hey, that's not fair! - That's not fair?

- You cheated again! - Can you not...

- Stop! - Hey, hey, hey, can you not...

- Stop doing that! - He's got me, he's got me!

Hey, no, no!

- Cheat! - No, it's you.

You're not concentrating.

Zane, are you gonna say something?

About what?

About Warren obviously.

What's to say? He's dead.

He's shuffled off to some nuclear shelter in the sky.

Someone killed him, Zane.

- Don't look at me. - I'm not.

It's more the really scary thing that dad could've been trapped...

No, no, no, do not call him dad. He is not my dad.

- That's been made very clear. - Oh, c'mon Zane.

You're driving us all mad with this!

Do you know, Warren did that, not me!

Zane!

Zane, come on! Please!

Oh, well, these need to go.

All of them. They're just a bunch of lies, aren't they?

Zane!

Guy's not here.

I'm not actually sure where he is to be honest.

Then perhaps you can tell me

why your husband is no longer in the prepper group.

What are you talking about? Of course he is.

He's been a member for years.

There are several lockers in the bunker,

each assigned with an initial letter,

but there's no G for Guy.

Ah, there must be a mistake.

I mean, Guy goes out every Wednesday night

to the Huntsman's for a prepper meeting.

Inspector Barnaby?

And Becky, you work in the pub,

have you seen your father at these meetings?

I-I don't work Wednesdays. I do a spin class.

- Well? - I've got a new plan.

This is our turning point, Guy.

It's gonna get out sooner or later,

you and I, so why not now?

Hang on.

Paige is already in pieces over the repossession letter

so, you know, she's miserable anyway.

Clodagh, I don't think it quite works this way.

I'm gonna sell up,

get us out of this Godforsaken place.

What if I buy the shelter from you?

Would that help things?

No. No, it wouldn't.

When this started, you said you wanted to rescue me, Guy.

That's what you promised...

Just hear me out.

I have savings that Paige doesn't know about.

Her bookshop's going under and you're hiding money from her?

I'm a survivalist, Clodagh.

Of course, I'm gonna have a contingency fund.

Well then, let's live off that until this place sells.

Let's just sit tight...

for now, please?

You were meant to be my saviour,

but I'm not really feeling that right now.

I'll work something out. I promise.

So, when was the last time

Guy Burrows attended a prepper meeting?

I couldn't say for sure.

I skipped those nights.

Couldn't bear all that talk about the end of days.

Mr. Levy?

Ah, it must be weeks ago.

Yeah, yes, it's got to be around a month

since Warren threw Guy out.

- He did? - Ah, yeah.

And how did Guy feel about that?

Somewhere between enraged and furious.

Which is why I was surprised to see them

in here together again.

When was this?

- Couple of days ago. - I don't recall that.

Because you were in bed with a cold.

Becky had to cover for you.

And how were things between them?

Strained.

Yeah, Warren saw something that scared him.

I dunno what, but Guy told him he was being stupid

and that he'd prove it

if it meant that he could get back in the group again.

Then they saw me and took it outside.

What would it mean to Guy

not having a place in the bunker?

It would drive him crazy.

When I started the prepper group with Warren

we, we said it was for the good of mankind.

But in truth it was all about saving ourselves.

You're also a prepper?

Oh, God no. I quit that years ago.

It wasn't for me, but for a fanatic like Guy

survival's everything.

Who knows what lengths he'd go to.

Sir...

- I met with a Lyra Kaine... - In a moment, Winter.

First get onto uniform, I want Guy Burrows picked up.

What are those for?

Soften the blow of the repossession letter.

Aw!

You always look after me, don't you?

You, me and the kids... us against the world.

Wait a minute.

How did you know about the letter?

It came here to the shop.

Um, I'm pretty sure that you told me actually.

Listen, Guy, the police have been round

and they want to know why you lied

about being in the prepper group.

And, right now, I want to know as well.

Um...

I need to get back to the, uh, fire station.

No, you're not going anywhere

until you've told me what's going on!

Paige, I'm doing this for all of us, I promise.

Just bear with me, please.

What is this?

I didn't know we were decorating.

I'm just touching up a few patches.

You know how my mother likes to point out

every little imperfection.

I'm sure we'll all be having far too much fun

for her to even notice.

- Morning! - What's all that?

Survival rations.

Sir asked me to pick up some beer and crisps.

- Survival rations? - Not survival rations.

Winter's got it all wrong. Haven't you, Winter?

Yes, yes, I have.

Hmm, you see, I thought it would be nice

to have a few things in for when your mum comes to stay.

Yes. They're for your mum.

So I'll just, um...

I'll put them in... in the garage.

I'll just put them in the garage.

If you're thinking of sneaking off into the garage

while my mother's here.

Nobody's sneaking anywhere.

It's, it's Winter, he gets confused.

Sir!

Fleur?

It's a new one on me.

Death by lifeboat.

Odds on it came from Warren's nuclear shelter.

Ah, the victim's phone.

Soon as we get access

I'll see if there's anything of note.

Two people killed by the very things

they thought would save them.

Hmm, you think it's a message?

Well, if it isn't, why go to all this trouble?

Sir, apparently Paige Burrows has turned up at the office.

Thank you for coming in.

I appreciate, this is a very difficult time.

Someone killed my husband, of course I'm gonna come in.

Can you tell us why Guy went

into the forest yesterday afternoon?

He got a text...

said it was the fire station.

And you?

I stayed at home.

I went to bed early.

It hadn't been the best of days,

I just wanted to hide under my duvet.

We now know that Guy went to meet Warren

a few weeks after he was kicked out of the prepper group.

What do you mean he was kicked out?

Warren didn't want your husband in the group anymore.

Oh, my god.

Mrs. Burrows?

- Mum. - Oh, that man.

That wretched awful man.

Hadn't he hurt Guy enough?

Warren turned up at our door about a month ago

and told Zane that he'd been adopted.

We'd made the decision not to ever tell him.

We wanted him to always feel like he was ours

and we were his.

And Warren just marched in,

said what he had to say and then stormed out.

If you'd kept such a big secret from your son,

how did Warren know about it?

Before we moved to Blacktrees

I was having trouble...

bonding with Zane...

so I went to my GP.

And when we moved here,

I switched to Warren's practice,

so obviously he had access to my medical history.

You didn't think to report it to the medical body?

Well no, Guy said we had to keep a lid on it for Zane's sake.

He was adamant that no one else would find out.

What I don't understand though,

after all that, is why would your husband pretend

to still be a member of Warren's prepper group?

Look, I-I really have no idea.

So what was he really doing, Mrs. Burrows?

How would I know?

He told me he was going to the meetings.

Every Wednesday night, without fail.

And that idea didn't bother you?

My son was hurting.

Helping him was and still is

my number one priority.

Listen, Guy was Guy.

And nothing, I mean nothing,

would keep him from prepping.

Yes, it hurt that he went, a lot,

but you have absolutely no idea how committed he was.

Yeah, it was a way of life for him.

It came before anything.

So, can you please just stop trying to twist things

or look for motives or whatever it is you're trying to do.

'Cause we were everything to him.

Mum, Zane and me.

And that is the honest truth.

It's true.

Guy even managed to get hold of the entrance code to the bunker.

And that's because he wanted all of us to know

that we had somewhere safe to go.

Even me, despite Warren's ridiculous remit.

What do you mean that "he managed

to get hold of the code?"

Well, I mean I never asked Guy

where he got it from.

But he just said,

"Look, if a meteor suddenly appeared in the sky,

we were all to get to the shelter as fast as we could."

Is there space for eight people?

Ah, I think dad was just thinking of us.

So he would get to the bunker first

and lock the other members out?

Were they aware of that?

Only that wouldn't have made him very popular.

Well, presumably not.

But Guy would hardly tell them.

He was very smart when it came to prepping.

He didn't care about anybody else...

as long as we were safe.

And as crazy as it was...

I loved him for that.

Randall, a little help please!

Stu?

Becky?

In here!

Hey! Come on!

- Randall, what the hell? - Hey, you have a drink with me!

I'm raising a glass to the dead

but she won't, she won't drink with me?

He keeps doing this, saying all sorts of weird things.

- She won't drink, she won't. - Thank you.

I've got it from here. Thanks, Becky.

- A glass of water, please? - Yeah.

Okay.

You promised me.

You swore you'd never touch another drop again.

Hey, I've only had one.

Okay then.

Come on, let's have a lie down, shall we?

- Guy and Warren have gone. - Yeah.

And they, they were right, weren't they?

The world is ending.

This one is gonna be one person at a time

until there's nobody left.

Okay.

- Now I need to, um... - Randall, please don't.

- No, I need to, uh... - Randall, come here!

Medora, what's going on?

What have you found out about Paige Burrows so far?

Well, I haven't got round to it yet, you sent me

into the woods, remember?

No time like the present.

And while you're about it,

delve into the son, Zane.

Warren snatched away everything

he's spent his life believing in.

How long do you think it would take the killer

to get from where the hoax was broadcast to Warren's bunker?

It's not that far actually

but the terrain's pretty heavy going.

Given Warren had to drink the whiskey

and the amphetamines needed time to take effect,

I'd say he was probably dead within...

two or three minutes of arriving at the bunker.

Could the killer have made it in that time?

Fancy another walk?

I had a feeling we'd be going back there.

No sign of Lyra Kaine?

No, none.

Though I have to say it's surprisingly cosy in there.

Is it?

Oh, get over to the bunker then. I'll time you.

You're the one with the wellies, sir. I'll time you.

Oh, you'll be quicker.

After all you're prime genetic stock

according to Etta Derby.

Tsk, fine.

If you can hear me,

it's highly unlikely anyone could have made it

to the shelter in the time.

Someone had to have been lying in wait for Warren.

I was afraid of this.

One person to send the hoax

and another to operate the air vent.

I think we're looking for two killers working in tandem.

I want everything you can find on Becky Burrows and Stu Levy.

Hey, you!

I've found another body, this way.

That's Lyra Kaine.

There.

What on earth are you doing in the forest?

You hate it here.

I can't find her.

I don't remember where she is.

- You need to come home. - I need to go back in.

No! No, no, no, you need to come home with me.

We've had enough madness for one day.

Thank you for calling me. Lyra.

I didn't recognise you with your head out of the bin.

I take it you two don't get on?

We used to.

Until Randall turned into an intolerable drunk overnight.

Mrs. Kaine, how well do you know Stu Levy?

I don't.

We know that he comes to your tent.

No, he doesn't.

He sets the odd trap nearby

but the man's a ghost, there one minute, gone the next.

Knows the forest better than even I do.

- How about Becky Burrows? - Becky?

I've not set eyes on her in years.

Forgot to thank you for giving me that alibi.

I said it without thinking. Don't know why.

I bet you do know. If you really think about it.

Well, I guess I was just worried

they'd find out about you poaching.

Oh, baba, you were worried about me?

I like the sound of that.

So how about I thank you properly? Over a drink.

- Etta might not like that. - Well, Etta's not invited.

Plus, we're still not talking anyway so...

- Alright. - Hmm?

Date it is then.

- But not a drink. - No? Well, what then?

You'll find out.

Lyra could've sent the message.

She was angry and lost after Warren traded her in

for a younger childbearing model.

But why would she act on that now

and not before? And who would help her?

I know that Stu Levy sets animal traps close to her tent.

Trouble is, he's got an alibi.

Well, apart from Warren she didn't mention

any other visitors or any friends for that matter.

What did Warren want?

Lyra said that he was scared,

it seemed that something had spooked him.

Which is what Stu Levy told me about Warren

when he saw him talking to Guy in the pub.

Maybe he heard more than he realises.

I think we should find out.

No one home as far as I can see.

Stu told me he was in his living room

when Becky waved to him. But...

They couldn't possibly have seen each other.

Which means they're both lying.

Becky.

I don't seem to be able to do this in person.

Um...

And we never get the time to talk,

you're always busy working and I don't feel like

I've ever been able to find the time

to get the right moment...

and this seems to be the best way, easiest way,

for me to say what I need to.

Well, you know, it turns out

that we're not actually siblings.

Well, the truth is I think I've liked you

without realising I've liked you.

If that makes any sense.

What are you doing? That is your sister!

She's not though, is she?

And I need her to know how I feel.

Your father is dead and this is all you can think of doing?

My father is someone else. And you know what?

- So is my mother! - Oh, fine!

Go and find them, then, but if they didn't want you back

then why would they want you now?

- We need to talk to Becky. - She's not here.

Please, just leave us alone!

See these. That's from a mother and her baby.

Probably came this way about 20 minutes ago.

Not sure I could kill a mother, let alone a baby.

There's not gonna be any killing today,

wouldn't be very romantic, would it?

You must know this forest so well.

Yeah. Every silent inch.

What was that?

Don't worry. It's alright, you're safe with me now.

Becky was here earlier but Stu's not working today.

Why, have they done something?

Sir? Thanks.

Just had an update on Guy Burrows phone.

Clodagh Kaine had been calling or texting him

upwards of six or seven times a day.

Oh, even money says that's how

Guy came by the code for the bunker.

You talk to Clodagh while I try and locate Becky and Stu.

I suppose I did phone Guy on the odd occasion.

But he's my best friend's husband, why wouldn't I?

It isn't illegal unless there's some new law I don't know about.

Well, according to Guy's phone records you contacted him

a little more than on the odd occasion.

Look I was lost, okay?

I was in dire need of someone to come along and rescue me.

From Warren?

You have no idea what he was like.

He didn't see me as a wife, he just wanted someone

to breed with when the aliens dropped from the sky.

That's all he saw me as, livestock.

So go ahead, jail me for wanting to be loved.

How did he find out about your affair?

- I told him. - Sorry?

I wanted out of my marriage.

I thought he would divorce me,

but instead he just punished Guy.

But that didn't stop you and Guy?

Of course not, it made me want to escape even more.

But that didn't happen.

I really thought Guy was going to save me.

I needed him to.

Did you give him the code to the bunker?

Oh, that stupid bunker, he wouldn't shut up about it.

Please don't tell me that's what he was really after.

Where were you yesterday evening?

Sitting in my house wondering why no one wants me for me.

Does Paige have to know any of this?

Only she's a very dear friend

and I really don't have anyone else.

Where the hell have you been?

We're talking again, are we?

I was out, honing my hunting skills.

Honing your hunting skills?

- Alone? - What's that mean?

Well, the police have been looking for you

and Becky Burrows all morning.

You're paranoid.

You say that like it's a bad thing.

Except paranoia is a good thing, Stu.

Cause it keeps people alive.

Yeah, well, tell that to Warren and Guy.

They clearly weren't up to scratch.

It's nice to see you care.

Survival is everything.

And they both failed miserably.

So it's best to cut the chaff from the wheat now.

I think you might be a little too intense for me, Etta.

Are you ending it between us?

It's just right now I'm thinking about

whether I could share a bunker with you.

And the answer is probably no.

Becky's not getting my place in the bunker.

Oh, I am warning you, Stu, that would be a big mistake.

Mr. Levy. At long last.

Surprise!

This is all from Warren's shelter?

Consider it a part of a long overdue divorce settlement.

Well, if I ever had a son, he'd be just like you.

Always looking out for me.

So, would you like to tell me what's bothering you?

Nothing.

Zane, we don't do secrets.

Okay.

How do you tell someone that you've fallen in love with them?

Someone's caught your eye?

I've tried to fight it, but I-I can't.

Well, what are you doing?

Go after her before someone else

steals her from under your nose.

- That can happen? - It happened to me.

And believe me, if you don't act now,

you'll never forgive yourself.

Look, Becky only lied to you because she's into me.

Giving someone a false alibi is a serious business.

I know, but she's into me big time.

And, uh, who can blame her?

In fact, we were just in the forest on a date

which is why you couldn't find us.

According to Lyra Kaine,

you go to the forest for other reasons. Namely poaching.

What, and you believe that old bat?

Were you at the bunker when Warren was killed?

And the truth this time.

Alright.

Okay, I was poaching.

But that's all, I swear.

It's why my phone was on silent.

I didn't want to scare the deer away.

And for the record, I really liked Warren.

Even though he was keen for Etta

to help him restart the human race?

- He had Clodagh. - Who was seeing Guy.

Are you serious?

And I think you knew Warren was homing in on Etta.

I don't care. Anyway, I like Becky now.

Plus, Etta's starting to weird me out.

How much do you know about her, Mr. Levy?

As much as she chooses to tell me.

Which is precisely zilch.

Because I'm cooperating so nicely,

you'll cut me a deal on the poaching, right?

Did you see anyone when you were out

poaching yesterday morning?

I thought I heard someone, but then when I went to check,

Lyra had just left one of her stupid films playing.

Can you believe they actually did it?

Those morons, they're gonna kill us all.

"Can you believe they actually did it?

Those morons." Of course.

It's the last line of "The Sum of Their Fears."

- Excuse me? - Book him for poaching.

Yeah, Winter. I know who sent the hoax message.

It was Zane Burrows.

Come in, come in.

You've got the choice between rabbit stew or pork and beans.

Zane, I don't think we should be in here.

Lunch is served.

I thought we were going to talk about things...

get you back on your feet.

I reckon two people could live down here for months,

maybe a year, maybe even longer.

Ah, uh, I don't think anyone would want to?

You know... I keep trying to work out how best to do this.

And the way that I see it is, you know,

there's a new way to look at this situation we're in.

And that situation is, is where you're not my sister.

Because you're not, Becks.

Not in any true sense of the word.

Zane, what are you talking about?

Hey, Becks, just hear me out.

Whatever's going on with you, it needs to stop!

Stop? Just, Becks, wait!

After all I've done to get us to this moment?

Maybe I've rushed things, maybe you just need some more time.

It's so peaceful down here. Yeah?

You know, I-I get why fake dad coveted it so much.

It's a world within a world.

And it could be our world, Becky.

- Describe it to me. - Really?

Maybe you could convince me?

Good people live in it.

Honest people who don't tell you lies your whole life.

And it's not toxic or bitter.

It's, well...

It's pure.

Good.

It's perfect.

It's Eden.

Where's Zane?

Is that all you do, wander around looking for my children?

He sent the hoax message to Warren.

What?

Did you know that he was going after Warren?

No. No, I did not.

Where was Zane the night your husband was killed?

Well, he was at home with me.

You already told us that you went to bed early.

- Where is he, Paige? - Look, my son is not a killer.

I think he lured Warren Kaine to his death.

What? Oh my God.

Well, he's locked me in here.

I'm on my own with him in here.

Mum, he's not being rational.

I know, but I've snuck away,

but he'll start to wonder where I am.

Becky?

I've found a load of DVDs.

- There's some classics in here. - Mum, can you hurry please?

It depends what your version of a classic is.

Come see for yourself.

Can you feel it yet?

It's... paradise.

I, uh, I love this film.

I think it was one of, one of dad's favourites.

I'll go, find another?

Thanks.

Stay where you are! Don't move!

You know, I don't see what the big deal is.

- I just wanted to scare them. - Them?

Clodagh and Warren.

Because Warren told you you were adopted?

How do you think it felt hearing that?

So you decided to take revenge on Warren.

And you were happy for Clodagh to be collateral damage?

It wasn't about her.

The idea was to feed Warren's panic,

give him the fright of his life.

I wanted Warren to know what it felt like having his world end.

Because that's what he did to me.

He ended everything.

I don't have a home or a family or anything

that feels like it used to anymore.

Who else knew what you had planned?

- Nobody. - Lyra perhaps?

I never told a soul.

We know you had to have an accomplice.

Well, you couldn't have sent the hoax message

and tampered with the air vent at the same time.

My message got cut off.

I never got to tell Warren anything.

Did you get the lifeboat from the shelter?

No.

The code for the bunker door

is in your house, Zane.

I am not the only one who knows that.

Look, I sent the message, I'll admit that,

but I didn't kill Warren, I swear.

So we're just gonna let Zane go?

Well, all he did was send a message

and that's not enough to hold him. Yet.

Warren Kaine upset a lot of people.

Two of whom may have conspired to kill him.

But who would team up with Zane?

Well, let's start with Clodagh.

She was desperate to get away from Warren.

Only Zane expected her to be at the bunker

so that rules her out for now.

Mm. Sir.

It turns out that Guy Burrows had a secret savings account.

- Is there much in it? - Enough to save a bookshop.

Which gives Paige motive.

Hm, but does she have the technical knowhow

to tamper with the air vent?

Well, she told us that she had to get Etta Derby in

to fix her electrics so possibly not.

Let's not forget that Becky gave Stu a false alibi.

He says it's because she's into him' but either of them

could have been at the bunker that morning.

Becky would've been furious on Zane's behalf.

But why then kill her own father?

Yeah, and to be fair, I can't see Stu

having a motive for either murder.

Who else is there?

What about Etta Derby, the electronics whizz?

Oh, she says she liked Warren and she's already replaced Guy

in the prepper group so, again, why would she kill them?

I'm still edging towards Zane sending the hoax message

while Lyra went to the bunker.

Does she have the technical knowhow?

Definitely, she scavenges all manner of electronic items

and gets them up and running in her tent.

Plus, she was employed in maintenance and security

at the virology centre that Guy Burrows worked at.

I also noted that Medora

looked pretty handy with a screwdriver.

And talking of the Salts, Randall said he was looking

for someone in the forest. He mentioned a her.

How does he fit into all this?

Two people are murdered

and he immediately falls off the wagon.

Is that because he helped Zane and now can't live with it?

He caught it without a net!

Mrs. Salt, is your husband around?

He's still sleeping it off.

Has he told you what he was doing in the forest?

From the state he was in, I don't think he'll remember.

He was looking for someone. A woman.

He was talking gibberish.

Ask Becky, she'll back me up on that.

I'd rather ask your husband.

It's the last thing he needs.

Who is the woman Randall was looking for?

- Is it Lyra Kaine? - Lyra? God, no.

- He loathes her. - Then who is it?

Mrs. Salt, two people have been murdered

so if you know something?

There isn't a woman.

What I mean is, she's long gone.

I was away visiting a friend.

Randall was on his own that night.

Hey!

Randall lost sight of the woman.

Apparently, Guy Burrows was on his way home

after working late at the virology centre.

He saw Randall and stopped to help find the woman.

She must've tripped and hit her head or something,

or maybe she couldn't swim.

The shock of it took hold of Randall and wouldn't let go.

So he climbed inside a bottle

and I've had to fight like hell to drag him out.

I take it the woman was someone he knew?

Actually she was a complete stranger.

Who else apart from you and Guy knew about this?

No one. At least as far as I know.

- Do you know the woman's name? - No, sorry.

You're not going to have to interview Randall, are you?

I'd hate to think what it would do to him

if it was all brought up again.

Tell him to call us when he wakes up, Mrs. Salt.

I need you to go back 20 years,

find out everything you can about that drowned woman.

What the hell are you doing in my house?

I don't mind having the spare room.

- Excuse me? - This used to be my home.

I thought it was high time I came back.

I mean Warren can hardly stop me now, can he?

Get out.

Oh, let's not make a fuss, shall we?

I belong in this village.

Is that you?

I've been waiting.

Hello?

It's too late for sorry. I know that.

I know that now.

Please, feel free to not hold back.

Please.

The house is, uh, looking lovely.

Well, I'm sure she'll find fault somewhere.

Well, if she does, I know a nice nuclear bunker

that's going free.

Is that for her or for us?

I'd say she'd be very happy there

if it wasn't still a crime scene.

Look, I know it's not ideal that your mum's coming to stay

but, um, it'll be fine.

Great. Well, she called and she'll be here tonight.

Sir, there's no report anywhere of a woman

being found drowned in the forest.

Well, double check it.

I already triple checked.

Meet me at the Huntsman's Horn.

There's been another murder.

Yeah, okay, we're on our way.

Do we know what time he died?

I'd guess around midnight.

Well, here's something you don't see every day.

No defence wounds.

Someone comes at you, your hands go up immediately.

But not Randall's.

He didn't even try to ward off the blows.

Are you saying he just accepted his fate?

I'd stake Winter's life on it.

From the angle of the wounds, I'd say he was kneeling.

So... yes.

He was rather eager to meet his maker.

I suppose you're going to ask me where I was last night.

Did I have witnesses? Did Randall upset someone?

All those dreadful questions.

Did he?

The only person he truly upset was himself.

Because of a stranger's death 20 years ago?

I'm finding that hard to believe, Mrs. Salt.

Especially considering there's no record of a woman drowning.

Your husband welcomed his murder and I need to know why.

Mrs. Salt, did something else happen that night in the forest?

I've lived with this for so long now.

Do you know, I almost told you when you first asked me, but...

Well, that was when Randall was still alive.

I couldn't believe it.

She waded into the water and killed herself.

They buried her.

They, they dug a grave for her.

They buried her?

Why?

I was too afraid to ask Randall,

in case it would push him over the edge again.

He begged me not to tell anyone.

Then he left the prepper group and Guy took his place.

He barely spoke to him or Warren ever again.

- Was Warren involved as well? - I don't know.

I thought we'd left this all behind until he suddenly

decided to head off into the forest to try

and find that poor woman's grave.

It would appear Guy's secret savings account

has come in handy.

Well, it's like Clodagh said.

Preppers are all about saving things, including bookshops.

We spoke to Medora Salt.

She told us about a woman that Randall and Guy

had buried in the forest.

Well, Randall's clearly not the only drunk in that marriage.

It happened around 20 years ago.

We hadn't even moved here by then.

But Guy was working at the virology centre.

This is nonsense! Guy would've told me.

With all due respect, your husband

hid a lot from you, Mrs. Burrows.

His secret savings account.

His affair with Clodagh Kaine?

Please tell me that's not true.

She's my best friend, I can't lose her as well.

I think Guy only did it to get the code

for the bunker from Clodagh.

- If that helps at all. - Strangely not.

This body, Mrs. Burrows...

Listen, you are wasting your time, okay.

Guy never once mentioned it.

But then again, as you've pointed out,

he was pretty good at hiding things.

When you looked into the missing woman,

did you factor in her car?

Sir?

Oh, Medora said she was driving a car.

Presumably it would've been reported

as abandoned if she never returned to it.

- We could identify her that way. - I'll phone records.

We also need to speak to Lyra.

Maybe she'll know how and why Warren was involved that night.

Not another trip into the forest, sir?

Don't worry, your shoes are safe.

Lyra, you know the reason Randall Salt left

the original prepper group, don't you?

He got cold feet.

So it wasn't because of the woman he and Guy

buried in the forest?

Warren was involved as well, wasn't he?

Why the need to bury someone that committed suicide?

W-why not just call the police?

Guy said they would've burned her

if they weren't scared it would attract attention.

Burned her? That's rather severe.

Not when you hear why.

She was scared out of her wits.

Please, please, you have to help me!

For some reason she'd come into contact

with bio waste and had started to feel really ill.

I had Guy on the phone yelling at me

to keep her in our house.

But Warren panicked and slammed the door in her face.

Guy went to help.

If that virus had got out, it would've been catastrophic.

Randall said she was incredibly brave.

She knew she was a threat to the public and had no choice.

Her name was Maddy. She was 23.

That's about all anyone knew of her.

You said she came into contact with bio waste. How?

Look, we were badly under resourced.

I-I wasn't myself. I was distracted.

I told her to remove waste materials

that I hadn't trained her in handling.

You didn't think to go down the correct channels

and contain the outbreak properly?

There was no time. She was in a car.

She could've driven anywhere. W-we had to stop the spread.

Guy promised he'd find her and bring her back

to the virology centre. But it didn't work out that way.

Surely someone would have wondered where Maddy had gone?

She was a temp. She liked to move around.

She never stayed in one place too long.

So nobody reported her missing.

- And the virus died with her? - There wasn't a leak.

We ran tests afterwards,

the bio waste wasn't contaminated.

What, so Maddy was suffering from a simple bug?

It was all a huge mistake?

Never a day that goes by when I don't hate myself for it.

I sometimes think I moved to the forest

just to be in her company.

Sir, a car was found abandoned at a train station

around the time Maddy drowned.

Guy drove it there that same night.

It's a good ten miles away so they thought

they wouldn't trace it back to Blacktrees.

- Did Maddy have a baby with her? - Baby?

Not one that I ever saw, no.

I really need to be packing my things,

I'm moving back to the village. I've got to go.

So, if there was a baby, how old would it be now?

More to the point, where would it be?

I think Maddy's child is out there.

That's what spooked Warren.

So that's who Zane was working in tandem with?

I'm not convinced it needed two people.

Not if the killer knew what Zane had got planned.

All they needed to do was be at the bunker

at the same time that Zane sent his hoax message.

Look at that, I'm arriving and you're leaving.

Yeah, well, I'm just about done here.

Just need to say my goodbyes.

Sounds like it's the end of the prepper group.

Well, there'll be others.

So you've found somewhere to live then?

My old house. I'm going home, Etta.

- After all these years. - Ahh, Clodagh must be made up.

Yeah, well, there's always my old tent if she doesn't like it.

- I need to get my things. - Happy moving day, Lyra.

- Thank you. - And listen.

Enjoy it while you can.

You know we're all living on borrowed time, right?

Well, judging by the time stamp on the photo of Maddy's car,

the baby would be in its early twenties.

Fleur, the fingerprints you found

after Warren Kaine's murder, yeah,

I know there weren't matches, but can you run them again,

only this time against a set of prints

you'll find a lot closer to home?

When we spoke at the station, you mentioned Warren's remit.

Something that would keep you out of the bunker

if he had his way.

I need you to explain exactly what that means.

Good God.

Are you ready for the end of the world?

Someone knew what you had planned, Zane.

And I want to know how.

I told you, no one did.

I even went to the forest to practice so no one heard me.

Oh, someone heard you. Thank you, Zane. Winter.

So when are you gonna fill me in, sir?

I think Warren went to Lyra because he thought

Maddy's baby was living in the village as an adult,

but later Guy Burrows assured him that wasn't the case.

How could he know that?

There's only one possible explanation.

Which is?

Fleur's found a fingerprint match.

- And we need to find Lyra Kaine. - Sir?

Lyra was also there that night.

The killer hasn't finished.

- Get inside! - No!

- Do it! - What are you gonna do?

Burn it down with you in it!

You can go in the tent with an arrow in your side or without.

- Either suits me. - Neither suits me..

- Do it, Lyra. - Stop! There's no need for that.

Not anymore.

It's okay. I know what happened.

And I understand your anger. But I can't let you do this.

Can I, Becky?

How did you know?

I saw your empty baby seat.

Warren thought he recognised your mother in Etta Derby.

He was petrified that she'd come back to seek vengeance,

but Guy knew different... and you heard every word.

I was taking the bins out when I heard Guy begging Warren

about letting him back in the prepper group.

Telling him all about the baby he'd found in my mum's car.

And that the baby definitely wasn't Etta.

So I started thinking.

If Warren knew Zane was adopted and he also told Paige

she wasn't worth a place in the bunker...

It could only mean one thing.

She can't have children.

I had to be the baby in the car. So Guy took me home.

Sold Paige some story about finding me,

and we all lived happily ever after.

Until we didn't.

And then you heard Zane rehearsing his hoax out here.

Soon as I did, something snapped.

I couldn't think of a more fitting way to kill Warren.

But what about Clodagh, she wasn't a part of that night?

And you must have known that Warren would call Stu and Etta.

Well, my plan was to make sure he was dead before they arrived.

And as for Clodagh, I saw she hadn't shown up,

so I guess it was her lucky day.

It just wasn't Warren's.

You can watch anything online these days.

And I mean, Guy had even given me the means to carry it out.

"Here's the code to the bunker, Becky.

Here's what you do when the skies are raining missiles."

I mean, how pathetic can you get?

He did give you a home, Becky.

Well, I'd rather he'd drowned and buried me.

How did Randall know who you really were?

I confronted the sad sack when he was drunk.

He told me he'd always known.

That he turned back that night and saw Guy

driving my mum's car with me in the front.

He knew you'd killed the other two?

He was so far gone by then he just wanted it all to end.

I just wish I'd been quicker getting to Lyra.

I'm afraid your alibi didn't hold up as long as you'd hoped.

I saw Stu in his living room when I was out jogging.

Becky. This has haunted me much more than most people.

I tried to get your mother, but Warren wasn't having it.

No. Randall told me he asked Guy about the virus.

Guess what Guy told him?

It turned out it could have been a common cold.

Yeah. A false alarm.

Instead of helping my mum, you put the fear of God into her.

- She died for nothing! - Put the crossbow down, Becky.

- It's over. - Over?

It's never over.

Becky, stop!

Becky, stop!

They were meant to be saving the world.

All they did was end mine.

That thing about the fingerprints, sir?

Becky's prints were on the coffee mug

in the interview room.

They matched the one's found

on Warren's bottle of whiskey.

But you'd already figured it out by then?

I don't mean to boast, Winter, but yes.

Sir, I hate to bring this up, it's still a bit awkward,

but you never actually gave me the money for the beer

and crisps I got for you.

Didn't I?

No, I just need a new pair of shoes now.

Oh, you can claim for those on expenses.

Can I? I didn't know that.

Well, there you go. Problem solved.

Sir, the money.

Fancy a drink? Or maybe a nice bag of Ready Salted to go with?

What are you doing? Your mum will be here in a minute!

Oh, didn't I tell you?

She's going to my sister's instead.

What? When did you hear this?

- Couple of hours ago. - A couple of hours?

I've been in that cupboard scrubbing away.

Well, you can stand down now, can't you? Panic over.

Give me back my beer! Give me back those crisps!

Come here!