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I'm not scared, pal,
but I know you are.

HE GROANS

I didn't kill your girls.

Yes, you did.

I tried to warn you, over and over,
and you wouldn't listen.

As soon as you put this on me,
you dug their graves.

Why do you think nothing bad has
happened to you,

ever since you met her?

She is the worst luck that could
ever happen to you.

If Winter found out that you'd
stolen evidence...

You do it, stuff like that,
all the time.

Yeah, but I do it so you don't have
to.

You want to be transferred?I think
a fresh start would be best for
everyone.

The flat burned down.
I've no other clothes.

Don't touch my pants.

It was just an accident,
pure bad luck.

It happened about the same time you
sent me that text.

I was innocent.

Purer than the driven snow.
Not quite.

HE GROANS

Is the kebab such a good idea?

You what?

I said, is the kebab such a good
idea?

I drive with one hand, darling,
don't worry, you're safe with me.

It's you I'm thinking about.

All that saturated fat.

It's not good for your arteries.

I'm here for a good time,
not a long time.

HE LAUGHS

I said, I'm here for a good time,
not a long time.

HE LAUGHS

Sure this is where you want dropped?

Yeah.

You could get attacked out here on
your own.

I'm fine.

It's 25 quid, then.

Oh!

Oi!

Come here!

HE GRUNTS

SPLASHING

# Fortune is a fickle friend
Here today and then gone again

# A good time girl, when it hurts

# Is nowhere to be found

# Ha, ha, ha, ha

# She's laughing in your face

#When you think that
you've got it made

# Patient with your life, now
Careful with your pride

# Hold tight

# This could be a wild ride
It could be a late night

# Who is the underdog

# And who's gonna be
the lucky one? #

It's rather creepy,
you staring at me like this.

You may kiss me now.

I need a shower.

Me, too.

You can't, it's my brother's place.

So, stay dirty.

I need to go to work.

I'll call Rui.

He's here tonight.

Harry?

What are you doing, tonight?

I don't know, I'll call you later.

PHONE RINGS

I want to talk...about Isabella.

I don't know who you're talking
about.

She's literally calling you, right
now.That's not my phone.

Oh.

Your name is Rui Hirota...

No, it isn't.

OK.

When you're ready to talk,
let me know.

What time did you get in at
last night?

Late.

Oh. Er...

Hello.Hi, you must be Rich.

I didn't realise Harry had...
a friend staying over.Isabella.

Nice to meet you.So, you hear lots
about me?

Oh, lots.

It's great to finally meet you.

Coffee?No, I'm afraid I'm going to
have to love you and leave you.

I have a taxi outside. But it's
really nice to meet you.

And I hope that we spend more time
together, soon.

OK.

Bye.

She gone?

Yes.Thanks.

Well, she seems...interesting.

That's one word for her.

Foreign, classy, beautiful,
how do you manage it?

I honestly wouldn't know where to
start.

Well, imagine I already know about
your childhood,

your failed marriage and your recent
homelessness.

Maybe it's a language barrier.

Yeah, maybe she doesn't understand a
single word you're saying.

That's why it's working out so well.
Funny(!)Oh, come on.

She's gorgeous!

What have you possibly got to
complain about?I'm not sure,
that's the problem.

The amount of relationships you've
screwed up because she likes some

silly cocktail or doesn't like
Man U.No, no, no, this is more...

She might be...

So...?

So...?

So, you need to find out for sure.

Because if she is a good one,
you don't want to let her go.

Morning.Morning. Dog walker found
him floating, first thing.

Do we have an ID?

Suri and Orwell are checking out the
taxi, we think it's his.

So, you heard about Steve?

No. What's he done, now?

He's requested a transfer.

Buster Wiley, date of birth -
eighth of the fifth, '66.

I told him to think on it
a couple of days.

He might change his mind if he
felt...

..less isolated from the team.

Doesn't look like he's been in the
water that long, does it?

Harry, did you hear me?

I'm not sure what I can do.

You know, I thought you might be a
little more understanding of the
redemptive power of second chances.

You're saying Buster topped himself?

Jumped off the railway bridge?

Cab's registered to a B Wiley.

Married, two kids in their 20s.

Also, he's got a dash cam.

Could be useful.

Check it out, Steve.

Daisy?

Hello, love. You all right?

Mum says you think you've got a
magic bracelet.

This?

You skipped school to ask me a
stupid question like that?

You think you've got problems, Dad?

Everyone has problems.
Tell me about it.

You can talk to me about anything,
you know.

I mean, if you ever need to.

I don't need to talk.

I just wanted to know that you
weren't going insane.

Do I look insane?

Come home, then.

Stop being an arse.I can't.

Come home, I mean.

Come on, I'll drop you back
to school.

So, what we're looking at?

Asphyxiation, caused by aspiration
of fluid.

In this case, canal water, into
the air passages as a result of
submersion.

He drowned.Anyone else involved?

Well, there's no signs of a
struggle.

No cuts or bruises or lesions
inconsistent with a death by
drowning.

What about this scar?

An operation?Heart bypass,
relatively fresh, too.

When do we get the tox report?

Oh, it'll be a while, I'm afraid.

They're backed up. I'm still waiting
for reports from two weeks ago.

Can you try and speed it up?

I'd like to clear this up as quick
as possible,

so we can solve some real murders.

I can certainly try, DI Clayton.

Good lad.

How was the pathologist?

Waiting on the tox report, you?

Yeah, I extracted that dash cam
footage you asked for.

Oh, yeah? So, what did you get?

Apart from one very sad cabbie.

Have a look.

Who's she?That is his last fare.

Rewind.

Stop it there.

Can you not get a clearer image
than that?That's all we have.

So, how does a 15-stone man chasing
a girl half his size

end up in the water?

He goes for her, she pushes him in?

Either way, this isn't suicide.

Great work, Steve.Maybe it's not.

We need to find her.

You seem upset. Can I help?

I've just got a bit of a hangover.

You look familiar.

Do I know you from somewhere?

Maybe from a meeting.Oh, God!

Forget I said I had a hangover,
will you?

I won't say a word.

How long since you were sober?

Are you hearing me?

We're just talking.You are.

You had a liver transplant.

How do you know that?

You mentioned it in a meeting.

Did I? I didn't think I...

You know, there are thousands of
people waiting for organ
transplants.

Oh, God, you don't need to make me
feel bad, OK?

I honestly couldn't feel worse.
Saying you feel bad isn't enough.

Which meeting did you come to?

You have to change, Julie.

Which one?Paddington.

I've never been to a meeting
in Paddington.

Harry?

Johnny.

I'm looking for my wife.

I didn't know you'd be entertaining.

Behave.Daisy about?

I thought I'd run her to school.

No, she's got hockey today before
classes. You've missed her.

Hockey?!

Since when?She's very good, you
should go and watch her play.

At least it keeps her off that
bloody computer.

Anna, I've said it before,
it's nothing to worry about.

It's perfectly normal.What's up?

I know, I know, I'm just being
hypersensitive because of everything
that happened with...

Oh, is she having difficulty
adjusting to Johnny?

No. She's just always upstairs with
the door shut.

She's 13 years old. I'd think there
was something up, if she wasn't.

Exactly what I said.

Look, why don't I go upstairs and
finish getting dressed?

It's just, every time I...

..try and have a look, she just
closes the laptop.

Well, she doesn't want her mum to
see her Instagram or...

I know, I know, I get it.

I wouldn't want my mum reading my
diary.

It's just there's something about
the urgency with which she closes
it.

You checked her history?
Suspiciously clean.

You want me to take a look?
PHONE BUZZES

Be discreet, will you?

I am a professional.

What?

PHONE RINGS

Rui?

PHONE KEEPS RINGING

Yes?

I'm calling to let you know
that someone checked for your name
on the Interpol system.

The user was a DI Harry Clayton.

Miss Augustine...I heard you.

Should I take care of this?
No, I'll do it.

Would you keep an eye on him and let
me know where he is at all times?

Thank you.

She'd kill me if I talked.

I'll kill you.I haven't done
anything wrong.

You help her kill people.

No, I don't. I just drive,
and she doesn't kill anyone.

Oh, so she just wants them dead and
somehow they die?

So you know it already?

You don't need me to tell you what
she is.

Really? What's that?

Magnificent.

No, she's just a thug in
a posh frock.

You're just jealous.

Tell me everything you know,
and you can go back to her.

Afternoon.She has an operation
scar, like Buster.

That's right. This poor girl was on
her second liver.

She'd had a transplant?

Oh, watch out, Suri, he's catching
up with you(!)

She's so young.Hmm.

Now, this is what you want to know.

Ever hear of Pentaprevin?

Big centre-half, played for
Lamiakos.

It's a short-acting skeletal muscle
relaxant, mostly used in hospitals.

What for?It's used in tandem with a
sedative to anaesthetise patients

before surgery, hugely specialised.

Now, look here.

I have to confess, I missed this on
my first pass, but,

after the tox report showed
Pentaprevin in Buster's system,

I had another look.

What are we looking at?

There, do you see? I think that is a
needle mark.

What? Does she have, erm...

Pentaprevin?Yeah.Oh, I'd need a
tox report.

How long?Here's one I prepared
earlier.

Good boy. And...?

Pentaprevin, yes. Now, look at this.

See?

So they're related?

You're the detectives.

But one other thing - she'd been
drinking,

which is very naughty if you've had
a liver transplant.

All right. So, were they poisoned or
were they drowned?

Both. I think they were
incapacitated by the Pentaprevin,

then thrown in the water.

So, they were conscious, but they
couldn't save themselves?

Exactly. It's a terrible way to die.

You know you're drowning, but you
just can't move.

Jesus.

Yes, hello. This is Detective Steve
Orwell with the Murder Investigation
Squad.

I'm looking to speak to someone in
the anaesthesiology department.

I've got a list here of all the
deaths on Regent's Canal in the last
18 months. Where do I start?

Can I leave my number and ask...?

Both of our victims had had major
surgery, so check the list,

see if anyone matches that profile.

There are more deaths in the canals
than you think.

Well, crosscheck the names with
their medical records

to see what that throws up.
I'm feeling lucky.

What about our suspect,
the lady in the black coat?

Now, well, your footage didn't offer
us much, did it?

Bingo. Daniel Green, three weeks ago
- 50s, body in canal,

suspected suicide.

He was receiving regular treatment
from a private hospital called the

Regent Clinic.Did he have a
transplant, or what?

I don't know, it doesn't say.

Right, let's go. You keep bashing
the phones, big lad.

How come I work my arse off and you
just get lucky?

We're here to discuss one of your
patients with you.

Daniel Green.

I doubt I could help you, what with
doctor-patient confidentiality.

Let's see how we go, shall we?

Before he died, was Mr Green
depressed?

Well, he was suffering from
terminal cancer,

so I don't think it's a stretch to
say he wasn't in the highest of
spirits.

I understand he recently had a major
operation.

As I've said, I can't discuss a
patient's medical details.

Well, you know, I can come back here
with a warrant for the information,

bring 30 policemen, uniforms, we'll
stick around here for a while.

What would you prefer?

He'd had a successful lung
transplant.

It's an extremely rare procedure,
but he could afford it.

How much does this treatment cost?

Well, I'm not at liberty to discuss
that.But I doubt I could afford
one.

If he paid all that money for a
transplant,

why would you think he was suicidal?

One of the doctors saw him smoking
outside the hospital,
post-operation.

None of us could believe it, really.

Felt like he was sticking two
fingers up at God.

Do you use Pentaprevin here?

We do. Why do you ask?

We'll need the names and addresses
of any staff that might have access.

I can't give you those,
it's confidential.

That's funny, that thing you do.

I'm sorry?You know, when your eyes
turn away.

Dry mouth, swallow.

You're doing it now. Not much of a
poker face.

Whatever it is you're hiding has got
very little to do with
doctor-patient confidentiality,

wouldn't you say so, Dr Jones?

We had to let someone go recently,
someone who would have had access.

How long ago?About a month.

She was a nurse at the practice.

What was her name?

Scarlett Cartmell.

Why did you sack her?She was caught
stealing drugs.

Pentaprevin?Yes, and a variety
of other substances.

She was an addict.I take it you
reported this?

There was concern raised over the
potential public relations fallout.

Write down Scarlett Cartmell's
details now.

Do you think she's our woman in
black?

Well, it's like looking likely.
What's her motive?

She loses her job,
feels hard done by,

takes it out on others who have had
second chances but squandered them.

Buster Wiley, he kept eating kebabs,
his wife said as much, Julie Tracey,

she kept drinking, Daniel Green
kept smoking.

Jesus.

She's killing addicts.

What's the matter, think you're next
on the list?

No...

I'm not an addict.Sure(!)

I'm... You've got a lot more gobby
in the last month, you know?

Scarlett Cartmell, police, open up.

Right, I'll have to break it down,
stand back.

Well, I can close it again if you
really want to break it down.

As I said, gobby.

Scarlett?

Jesus! God. Suri?

SHE GAGS

It looks like an overdose.

Approximate time of death?

I'd say she's been lying there for a
good three, four weeks,

if I had to guess, which, basically,
I do.

So she's not our killer.

Well, thanks for coming down.
That's fine.

It was the right call. Her body's
too delicate to move.

Difficult to do an autopsy on soup.

Right, Ralph.

How are we getting on?Almost
everything on the list the clinic
gave us is accounted for.Sir?

Almost?We're missing some morphine
and the Pentaprevin.

Well, looks like Scarlett had
the morphine.

So our killer is still out there?

Yep, with the stolen Pentaprevin.

PHONE BUZZES

Hello?

Excuse me.'You're not avoiding me,
are you?'

Me? Never.'Great.

'Shall we meet up?'

Sure. When?'How about right now?'

What are you doing here?Oh, I was
just out for a walk.

My driver seems to have taken the
day off.

Come here.

In.

So?

How are you here?

This is a crime scene.
A murder scene.

I wanted to see you, Harry,

and I tend to get what I want.

I've had this for ten years.

Finding you is...

Plus, I've gathered friends around
me, people who'll do anything.

But I guess the honeymoon is over.

That's why you did an Interpol
check on me.

I told you I have friends, but at
least I'm being honest with you,

which makes one of us.

And then there was that chat
the other night,

full of hints and innuendos about
a man dying.

Was that you?

Do I kill people?

Do you?

What does my police record say?

It's clean.

Spotless.

Almost artificially so.

What about Rui, my driver?
What have you done with him?

Nothing.

Looks like we both have trust
issues, then.

I'm not sure what I feel about you
working.

On the one hand, the authority's
undeniably a turn-on.

On the other, you're not much fun.

I've only ever been honest with you,
Harry.

What are you afraid of?I shouldn't
be doing this.

Then stop me.

BANGING ON DOOR

Sorry, sir, sorry to bother you,
but we need to move the van.

Come home with me.

I can't.Please.

BANGING ON DOOR

Sir?

I am trying to question a witness
here, fuckin' eejits, move!

Sorry, sir.

Morning, what's the craic?

Got a possible lead, Emily Sorkin,
works at the clinic, knew Scarlett,

had access to the drugs,

pretty good height match for
the figure in the video.

We reckon she could be our woman
in black.

Have you got an address?

Good. Suri, let's check her out.

I think since Steve did the heavy
lifting, he should go.

Orwell?I'll go with him.

OK, don't lose her.
I'm sure we'll be fine.

If you wanted, you could break the
news to Scarlett's next of kin.

Anna!

Oh, hello.

That's such a coincidence.

Are you drinking alone?

I'm waiting for Johnny, he's, um,
he's been held up in traffic.

Well, I'm on my own, so it's
perfect.

I admire you.

Really?Yeah, well, not just because
of your work...

After everything Harry did to you,
you still make time for him,

and let him be with your daughter.

You're almost too kind.

Yes, well, he's hard to get rid of.

But he is worth sticking with,
isn't he?

I sometimes worry that I'm betting
on the wrong guy.

Your bracelet...

Where'd you get it?It's a gift from
Harry, actually.

It's an acquired taste, but I do
like it.

Harry? Buying jewellery?

Wow!I'm a bit worried that my wrist
will turn green.

Yes, well, I wouldn't worry too much
about Harry, if I were you.

You've clearly got him in a very
good place indeed.

So sorry I'm late, darling.

The most incredible set of
circumstances delayed me.

You wouldn't believe...

So, this new Suri...

What new Suri?

Well, the one who shouts down her
boss and doesn't do what she's told.

I'm not! That's, that's not...

No, no, no, it's good, it's good.

I mean, don't go full Harry Clayton
on us, but...

No, I like it.

HE KEEPS RINGING BELL
Come on.

Do you want to check around back?

You check round the back.

Emily Sorkin?Yes.

Clare Cartmell?Yes?

I'm DI Harry Clayton.

I'm afraid I have some bad news.
May I come in?

Er, yes, yes, of course, come in.
Thank you.

Er, what's this about?

It's about your sister, Scarlett.

What's happened?

I'm sorry to say she's been found
dead in her flat.

Right.

I would like to tell you that this
is a surprise, but it isn't.

Was it an overdose?

Yes. Were you close?

Sometimes.

I...

I understand how destructive
addiction is.

I don't believe in addiction.

You don't?

I don't believe it's a disease,
anyway.

It's a choice.

A continuing series of choices.
My sister wasn't ill, I'm afraid.

She just liked to get high.

It's a bit more complicated than
that, surely?

If addiction was a brain disease,

the neurologists would be able to
find evidence backing it up,

but they can't.

The phrase, the idea,

addiction is merely an abdication of
responsibility.

Sorry, I... You must think I'm a
monster?

No.

Ms Cartmell, I deal with
real monsters every day.

Look, I'm sorry, but I really do
have to get to work.

No, of course, of course.

What work do you do, by the way?

I am an anaesthetist.

Ah, a medical family. Did you ever
work with Scarlett?

No.Did you work at the Regent
Clinic?

Well, here's my card.

Please, if you feel I can help in
any way, give me call.

One thing,

do you happen to have a recent photo
of Scarlett?

I'm afraid not.An old one, maybe?

Um, would it be all right if I
dropped it into the station?

As I said, I'm running late.

I'm sorry, but do you mind getting
it now?

Of course.

No good, I'm afraid,
she had a solid alibi.

Maybe our murderer never worked at
the Regent Clinic.

I'm going to look into locums,
see if there's a link there.

Where's Harry?

He's playing his condolences to
Scarlett's sister.

No, really, he is.

All right.

Go through the list of staff from
other hospitals,

see how many doors were going to
need to knock.

BOTH: Sir.

'Hi, this is Harry Clayton, please
leave a message...'

I've got something.What is it?

I've been going through the agency
list of all the locums that work at
the Regent Clinic?And...?

There's an anaesthetist there who
also does shifts at the hospital
where Buster Wiley

had his heart surgery, and the
infirmary where Julie Tracey had her
transplant.

A woman?Yeah, and her name is
Clare Cartmell.

SIRENS WAIL

It isn't far.

It's Harry's!

I didn't kill Scarlett.

She called me after she lost her
job. Wanted money.

I wasn't going to help.

If you keep giving money to people
like that, they never get better.

But she was my sister, and I loved
her, so I went round to see her.

And there she was, dead in the bath.

And next to her was the Pentaprevin.

I do work at the Regent Clinic,

every now and then, as a locum.

I was going in, and there was
Daniel Green,

sucking on a cigarette outside.

I looked at him, and I thought about
my sister...

..and afterwards, it felt like
justice.

HORNS BLARE

I am so sorry, I didn't get a chance
to stop.

Oh, it's fine.No, no, come on, give
me your insurance details,

and I'll give you mine.
No, no, honestly, it's fine.

It's just a scratch.No, come on,
I totally damaged your bumper!

Don't worry about it.
Please, I insist!

I'm fully comp.

Wait!

I'd like to report an accident.

All right, we search the canal,
that's where she dumps her bodies.

I want every available unit
searching every inch of it,

that's eight and a half miles, and
we have no time, so go, now!

'Information of a damage-only
accident involving vehicle
registered to

'Clare Cartmell in the last five or
six minutes. The vehicle has left
the scene, over.'

Received, what's the location? Over.

'Eastway junction with
Great Eastern Road,

'stand by for further details,
over.'

That's the Stratford end of
the canal, let's go.

The others were already drowning,
thrashing about,

dragging society down with them.

Stuffing your face with a kebab
like that.

I mean, that's a suicide note,
really, isn't it?

I'm sorry,

but you're all trying to stop me,

and I'm right.

I know I am.

SIREN WAILS

It should have been me.
It's my fault.Shut up.

I should have gone, not Harry.Yeah,
and then we'd be looking for you.

He'll be all right.
It's Harry, he's always all right.

CAR HORN BLARES

Whoa, whoa, whoa, Steve!

What the fuck?

Harry!

Police! Stop!

Stop!

THEY GRUNT

Stop it!Why aren't you saving your
colleague?

Is he dead? Is he?

Come on!

Harry?

OK.

HARRY RETCHES

OK, OK, you're all right.

Thanks.

So, look, Steve, we've had our
differences, haven't we?

Really?

What?

"We've had our differences, but I've
developed a grudging respect for
you, Steve,

"and now I, the almighty
Harry Clayton,

"have decided to bestow upon you my
gratitude and my forgiveness.

"You may retract your transfer".

Something along those lines?

Almost exactly along those lines.

Yeah. Hey, guess what?

I don't care. I don't care if you
want me to go or stay.

My leaving's got nothing to do
with you.

You're not the centre of the
universe, mate.

I know that.You might.

She doesn't. She is a very good
police officer.

You are a bad influence on her.

Look, are you both certain you don't
want a hospital checkup?

Chief, we're fine.

Thank you.

PHONE BUZZES
Oh, um...

I should take this.

So, ah, apparently I owe
you a thank-you card or something?

I'll take the something.
Do you trust me now?

My colleagues were telling me about
this madwoman,

she jumped out in front of their
car, it's a miracle they didn't kill
her, so they say.

As far as trusting you goes...

..I might be getting there.

Well, I owe you an apology.

My little Rui is back.

Poor boy got mugged and ended up in
hospital.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'll make him all better.

When can I make you all better,
Harry?

I can't tonight, I've got Daisy,
sorry, but...

..soon.OK, just don't keep a girl
waiting.

Yep.

Oh, there she is! Hello, Dais.

Mwah!

I've just been telling Daisy about
digital effects,

about how you can manipulate
anything these days with digital
effects.

Great.And I've been telling Uncle
Rich that I'm nearly 14,

and I know all about CGI.

Sorry, am I missing something?

Somebody posted this online.

Oh.

Right. Can't get away with anything
these days.

Dad, I want you to tell me the
truth.

OK.

Is that really a magic bracelet?

Yes. It is.

Cool.

Show me.

OK.

Heads or tails?Heads.

Tails. Call again.

Heads.

Tails. Again.

Bad luck, Dais.Dad, this is
pathetic.

Can't you jump off a building
into a trifle or something?

Just keep watching.

I win every time.

Oh, and Harry,

another staggeringly beautiful woman
dropped a package off for you this
morning.

People are dying every day
in this city.

Always by accident.

She is always there.How many?

I don't know.She kills them?

She wants them dead, and they die.

She's unstoppable, ever since
the first.

The man who killed her children,

what did she do to him?

She nailed him to a tree and slit
his throat.

Woe betide anyone who crosses
Isabella Augustin.

If we don't start helping each
other...

..we might fall out.

Dad has superpowers.

Batman has Alfred, Spider-Man has
Aunt May.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, I'm not your
dad's Aunt May.

Don't you move!I'm afraid I'm going
to have to, sweetheart.

Oh!Go, go, go...

How well do I really know you?

'She wants them dead, and they die.

'She's unstoppable.'

Your pain, your anger, just letting
it out like that.

If there's anything that you want to
tell me, now would be time.

Welcome to the point of
no return.

# Patient with your life, now
Careful with your pride

# Hold tight

# This could be a wild ride
It could be a late night

# And who knows where it ends?

# Oh, love, is this the one
that dies? It's a guessing game... #

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