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(BIRDSONG)

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)

(SIGHS)

(DOOR SHUTS)

(DOOR OPENS)

You look nice.

Are you sure she is well enough to
go, as she's got a temperature?
She's OK.

Unless you don't think I should take
her. No, it's fine.

Whatever you think.
GIRL: Dad!

# (HUMS)

Here's your towel, superstar.
Here we go, come on.

Aw...

Bye, Dad.
See you later.

(SIGHS)

Come on, Mum! We'll be late.

I might be out
by the time you get back.

You've been away all week. I thought
you had a couple of days off?
It's just footy, Jo.

(SIGHS) OK, well, make sure Hal
has his tea before you go out.

Am I losing you?

What are you talking about, Ryan?
Mum!

Coming, sweetheart.
(DOOR SHUTS)

(LAUGHTER AND ANIMATED CHATTER)

OK, guys, ready for the warm-up?
Let's go!

And go!

And go!

And go!

Go on!

And go!

(LAUGHS)

Pick a number.
Er, 139.

No, pick a number between
one and five. OK. Erm...four.

Right.

It's two hours away. It's got a hot
tub, sauna... I can book it.

Just give us some space...to talk.

What is it? What's he done now?

You can tell me. It's all right.

I-I can't...
we can't do this every week.

Why not? Who are we hurting?

Look, you need
someone and he's hardly ever there.

That's his job, not him.
But he barely communicates when he
IS there. You said it yourself.

(SIGHS)

If you're happy and content, or
whatever...

..then why are you here?

We both need this: someone to talk
to, a bit of kindness...

We should be talking to the people
we married.

(SIGHS)

(SIGHS) I'm supposed to be picking up
a birthday present for Amy tonight.

Big surprise.

Spent way too much on it
because I feel guilty as hell.

I don't want to feel like that
any more. That's why we have
to stop.

(BANGS DOOR)

(SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE)

"(CAR REVVING ON VIDEO GAME)"
Ten more minutes, OK?

Don't you wait up till your dad comes
home from footy.

Hal? I don't have to be physically
looking at you to hear you.

And you said you were no good
at science! (CHUCKLES) A-ha?

"(TYRES SCREECH ON VIDEO GAME)"

(DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE)

(RINGING TONE)

"This is Ryan. I can't get to the
phone right now, so leave a message.
Thanks."

Hi, it's me.

I was thinking, why don't you phone
your mum and ask her if we can go out
and see her?

Erm, she could baby-sit and we
could spend some time together.

You were right. I er...

..I want us to make more of an
effort, be nicer to each other.

I love you.

(WISTFUL MUSIC)

(SIGHS)

Professional swimmers don't eat
cereal. Too much fibre.

Is that true, Mam?
Stop winding your sister up!
(RINGING TONE)

Lee? "All right?" Hi, darling. It's
Jo. Look, I know I'm being silly,

but you haven't heard from Ryan this
morning? "No, I didn't realise he
was back from London.

Do you want me to ask the lads?"
Yeah, would you? Thanks.

We were supposed to be having the day
off together today.

Hal, go and get dressed, please.
Look, he will show up.

He's probably just crashed on
someone's couch, or summat. I'll
call you later.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

WOMAN: I understand you, sir, I do.

If people don't trust
the police force - MY police force -

then they lose
faith in the law and justice.

MAN: "Well, that's what I'm saying.

We used to trust the bobby
on the beat - not any more."
(TAPS ON PANE)

(NO AUDIBLE DIALOGUE)

"Sir, since I became
Chief Constable,

complaints from the public are down
by 65%, and those that are reported
are actively purs-"

(RADIO OFF)

(SINISTER MUSIC)

I've given you Vicki as your Family
Liaison Officer. I thought you would
want somebody that you know.

(PHONE RINGS)

Now, there's only a handful of
people that know that Ryan's dead...

..and we'd like to keep it
that way - for now.

I don't understand.

Ryan was working on an operation
for the last three years...

..and we are just bringing it to
a close. No, that can't be right.

He was in London three days a week
training CID officers.

It's not what he was doing, Jo.
He was working undercover.

He was asked to keep it very tight.
No-one knew.

(PHONE RINGS)

Jo, if there is anything you want,
you just say, OK?

I'm right here, I'm
not going anywhere.

Hepburn. No, I am still with Jo,
all right, so just handle it.

Right, I'm on my way.
(TERMINATES CALL)

Jo, I need you to keep this to
yourself, at least until tomorrow

and then it will all be over,
I promise you.

I have...I have to tell the kids.

Er, we think it's probably best
if you don't, just for now.

We can't have Hal posting something
or messaging one of his mates,

or whatever - we just can't risk it.

I am so sorry, Jo,
that it has to be like this,

cos we would all like to be able to
grieve for Ryan.

Believe me, I swear to you, tomorrow
this will all make sense...

and you'll be proud of what
Ryan's done, and so will the kids.

We were supposed
to have the day off.

(PHONES RING)

Good morning, Ma'am.
Morning, Chief Constable.

SOCOs found a 9mm shell case
at the scene.

It matches the bullet that was found
in erm...Ryan's body.

MAN: He must have been attacked or
in a fight. He'd had a nosebleed,
there were signs of a struggle.

Sorry, guv. I only just got the
call. DC Clark, take a seat, please.

What is it?
Just sit down.

Jesus!
Take a moment.

There is no CCTV at the warehouse,
no traffic cameras close by.

His car was parked three streets
over. He must have come the rest of
the way on foot, but...

there's fresh tyre tracks on the
bridge. Where is everyone else, sir?

There'll be more of us
but, for the next few hours, we keep
everything tight.

DCS Hepburn's asked us just to work
with Forensics for now.

If there's no camera footage,
we should be out there now!

A big operation is going down.
We are hands off until DCS Hepburn
gives us the all-clear.

While everything just goes cold?
A police officer is dead, sir - a
friend.

We can't just sit on our hands!
I'm not asking you to.
You'll get a run at this,

but we've got to keep a low profile
for the next few hours.

We work the murder scene and
forensics and await further
instructions.

Look, I haven't been at this station
long, so I never worked with him,

but I know a lot of you
knew Gillespie as a friend.

But you've got to keep the emotion
out of this!

Has anyone spoken to the family?

His wife's Jo Gillespie. Who's that?
She's a PC, sir. She's one of us.

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)

He was supposed to be at football.
What was he doing?

Can you take me
to where you found him?

Jo, I can't. Let's get you home.

Please.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO)

Are you ready?

Whatever comes back,
you just need to get it...
(SIGHS)

(INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO)

Jo?

What are you doing, bringing her
here? Have you checked his phone?

I rang him at 10:40, left a message.
I'd like to know if he heard it.

Go home.
I don't want you seeing this place.
I need to see it. Please let me in.

No, you don't. You need to go home.
OK, Jo, listen to me.

(SIGHS)
No, Jo. Jo!

Jo! You can't go in there.

(SOBS)

What was he doing here?

Let me take you home, Jo, please.
(TEARFULLY) He lied to me for
two whole years.

I didn't even know who he was!

Jo...

What am I going to tell the kids?
(SOBS)

(RAIN FALLS ON WINDSCREEN)

# (HUMS)

What's for tea?

I don't know.

We could get a takeaway.
Dad always lets me order.

Mel's Bells! Are you staying? We're
having pizza. Then I'm not budging.

(LOW HUBBUB)

Jo.
Sorry. I got held up.

I told you, I can make my own way
home. It's just two buses.

I don't want you doing that. Your
dad knows the arrangement. Where is
Ryan, anyway? He should've texted.

Everything all right with you?
Yeah, fine. I just hate being late.

Come on, Hal. Say goodbye.
Bye, Mum.

Where's Dad?

Something's happened, hasn't it?

You didn't say a word in the car
the whole way home.

What is it?

I can't...
Mum?

It's your dad.
Is he hurt?

He's gone.

What?
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

Come here. Come here.

(ALL SOB)

When will you tell Mum? Not yet.
I wasn't even supposed to tell you,

but...as soon as they say we can,
we'll call her, OK?

Stay, Hal, until I fall asleep.

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)

Yeah. She's right here.
It's DCS Hepburn.

(SIGHS)

I told the kids. I had to. I don't
blame you and it's all right now,

cos we've got them. We made seven
arrests, Jo - at a wedding. They
were all here.

What? Who? Who are they?

They are a gang that were
running guns across the Northeast.

We've been chasing this for years.

Is that what Ryan was working on?
"Jo, we couldn't have got them
without him."

Did one of the men that you arrested
kill Ryan?

We'll find out. I'm gonna free up
every single officer I've got.

"Whoever it was, we'll get them.
You take care."

(TERMINATES CALL)
Do you want me to call Ryan's mum?

No, thanks, I can do it.

(SIGHS)

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)

Can I sleep in your bed?

Course you can.

(SIREN WAILS)

(PHONE RINGS IN DISTANCE)

(SIGHS) Any idea what Ryan Gillespie
was doing at that warehouse
on his day off?

We don't know yet. But you've seen
his handler's notes?

They're patchy...in the last week.

There was a breakdown in
communication with Ryan.

I really hope I haven't got anything
to be worried about here?

Ryan was one of the best deep
swimmers I've ever had, Ma'am.

I'm sure that whatever he was doing
at that warehouse was all about
working toward those arrests.

Let's hope so. If he put a foot
wrong undercover, this case won't
even get to court.

(WHIRRING)

(RINGS)

(WHIRRING CONTINUES)

(WHIRRING STOPS)

The spare room's
made up for you upstairs.

The kids OK? Where's Melly?

She's upstairs. I'm just making her
a smoothie.

She decided that athletes
don't eat cereal.

I don't understand. I thought he
was supposed to be in London
training officers.

(SIGHS)

So did I. Surely they've got to tell
YOU what happened? You're his wife.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

DS Ryan Gillespie was found dead in
a derelict warehouse in the early
hours of Tuesday morning.

Not an officer in the station that
doesn't know that by now.

What you don't know is that he was
working undercover

to catch the seven men
we just arrested.

Now, that fact
never leaves this room!

Not until we can be sure his conduct
will stand up in court.

I want it understood that you are
free to run at this with everything
we've got.

However, it's essential that we
remain discreet.

Did he have a handler
he was reporting back to?

Everything that DCS Hepburn considers
relevant to this murder inquiry

will be passed onto DCI Kapoor.

We need to find out everything we can
about Ryan Gillespie.

(WINDSCREEN WIPERS WHIR RHYTHMICALLY)

(WIPERS OFF)

Mum...

Come in, if you like.
(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

Er, I'd better take this.

Hi, are you all right?

Good...just wondered how you were
doing. How are the kids?

OK. What's happening with the case?
Have they put more officers on it?

Well, it's probably best you don't
ask me too much, you know?
"What does that mean?"

It just needs to be done right.
You are his wife, I can't just...

(SIGHS) Look, Jo, I'm sorry.

"I only called to see if you
needed anything."

Can I see you? No, you're right.
It's probably best if we stay out of
each other's way for a while.

(TERMINATES CALL)

He'll be right out. He left some
stuff last time he was here.

We need to talk about what happens
to him now. We don't have
to discuss this here.

But we're not discussing it.
Look, Jo, I lost him before -
You gave him up.

I wasn't in a
good place when me and Ryan split.

I thought Hal
needed something more than just me.

I've got
Nigel. I can offer him a home now.

He's already got a home.
Melly needs him. We're a family.

He is my son and you are not his
mother. I want him with me!

Don't you think we should let Hal say
what he wants?

We've got to be fair to him.
"Fair"?

It's funny hearing that
word coming out of your mouth (!)

How fair was it sleeping with my
husband behind my back?

We never did that. And now you get
to play the grief-stricken wife.

Just remember: I knew Ryan a damn
sight longer than you, Jo.

I really knew him.
I'm ready now.

It's your decision,
OK? Where you live.

Whatever you
want, I'll support that, OK? OK.

They're going to find the bad person
who killed him and make sure he
never does it again.

Promise, Gran? Dad's friends will
make sure of it, Mel. You just wait.

(DOORBELL RINGS)

Sorry, Jo, we need to come in.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(SIGHS)

Pass me that, will you?

Jack, what's going on?

He was part of a special operation
working undercover.

Yeah, I know that. He used to feed
back to his handler once a week.

Then he just stopped.

We know little about his movements
in the days before he died.

No!

You know how it works, Jo. Ryan
wasn't doing a nine-to-five.

We're trying to build a picture of
someone

whose job it was to keep his
activities a secret.

What was he doing at the warehouse?
Did he go by a different name?

What was it? Don't ask me questions
I can't answer. Can't or won't?

Just leave his things alone, please.

(TENSE MUSIC)

I didn't know he was taking them.

Put them back. I don't want the kids
knowing about them.

Jo, I know this is brutal...but I
have to take these.

You know that.

All right, Hal?

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

(CHILDREN SHRIEK PLAYFULLY
IN DISTANCE)

I don't understand why they took
all Dad's stuff.

HAL: It's only bills and shit.
Don't worry about it.

Was he good?

What do you mean?
Dad - was he a good person?

Course he was.
Then why is nobody saying it?

Yeah, well, next time you should get
your bloody facts straight.

My son was a hero!

The hours he worked, the things
he did for this police force

and you can't even print
a bloody photograph!

What are you doing? He was working on
a big operation when he was killed!

Put the phone - Undercover. There
isn't even a statement from the
Chief Constable on this!

Put the phone down.
He should be on the front cover

of that arsewipe of a paper of yours
and you should be grateful for him!

(TERMINATES CALL)
(LABOURED BREATHING)

Who told you he was working
undercover? Hal heard you and Jack
talking.

Nobody is meant to know. What are
you doing calling a journalist?

Helping your daughter understand
who her father was!

She's confused and she's angry,
and so should you be.

My boy wasn't killed crossing the
road, Jo. He died doing his job and
I want people to know!

I just don't understand!
(THROUGH TEARS) Why aren't people
asking questions? They will.

Yes, when? That should be all you
care about now, Jo.

Who killed him - that's what those
kids need to know

so they can make sense of all this!

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)

(BLEEP)

(BLEEPING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(PHONE RINGS)

(MUSIC SWELLS)

Jo, all right?
What are you doing here?

Who's that?

That's a...that's a kid called
Michael Parry.

He was part of the gang, but
he wasn't there when we made
the arrests.

We're looking for him.
And who's that?

Parry's girlfriend, Sian Glover.
We think they might be on the run
together.

(PHONE RINGS)
But where is everybody?

They're down the pub. They're having
a quick one...for Ryan.
(PHONE CONTINUES TO RING)

(HUM OF CONVERSATION)

(CHATTER DIES DOWN)
WOMAN: Jo, I'm so sorry.

It's good to see you, Jo.

Well, we charged all seven of them.

And they're not getting bail, Jo.
They're all in custody.

Ryan made that happen.

What are you doing, then?
What are you all doing in here, then?

Why aren't you trying to find out who
killed him? Jo, not here.
No, it's OK.

Are any of the members of the gang
suspects in Ryan's murder?

They all had alibis for the night
Ryan was killed.

Well, have they given you any leads
about where Michael Parry is?
If you've charged the gang,

then they can't be questioned any
more, so if you don't have leads on
Parry by now, then he's gone!

I've given DCI Kapoor any
information that I think might be
relevant to his investigation.

So Ryan served his purpose getting
you those seven arrests

and now no-one's interested in
finding out who murdered him!
Mrs Gillespie, I'm Jahan Kapoor.

I'm SIO in the inquiry into Ryan's
murder.

The tyre tracks you've found,
are they from outside the warehouse?

That's right. So have you been able
to identify the vehicle?

We've called in footage from every
traffic camera within a three-mile
radius,

but the warehouse is a total
blind spot. So you don't even know
what car you're looking for?

We're pursuing a number of promising
leads. What, after you've finished
your pint (?)

You shouldn't be eating or sleeping
until you've found out
how my husband died!

None of you should!

(MURMURING)

Jo, hold on!

They're celebrating Ryan in there,
too - what he did to bring that lot
down.

No-one's saying it, but we all know.
(THROUGH TEARS) Three days a week,
he had a life I knew nothing about!

What am I meant
to do with that? How am I
supposed to begin to understand it?

Jo...

Neil Cargill -
that was his cover name.

But I didn't tell you, OK?

(MELANCHOLY MUSIC)

Right...

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

"(REVVING & TYRES SCREECH
ON VIDEO GAME)"

Gran'll hear you.
You're supposed to be asleep.

ELECTRONIC VOICE:
"September 12, 5:38pm."

JACK: "It's not like Liam's slipping
behind at school but...
I mean, Melly's flying, right?"

JO: "Do you read to Liam?
It might help."

It's Mummy and Jack.
You should turn this off.

"Why, do you and Ryan read to
Melly?" "He's never here to put her
to bed."

Melly, bed. Hal, switch it off.
No, leave it. I want to listen.

"September 26, 5:15pm."
(DOOR SHUTS)

Hal, that's too loud!
Melly's sleeping.

Hi, Vic. What's the matter?

JO OVER CD: "Hal's like Ryan.
Won't express anything.

Feeling, an opinion...
(SIGHS) It's exhausting.

That's why it's such
a lifesaver seeing you."
JACK: "For me too, you know."

Where did you get that?
In the airing cupboard.

"I don't know what I'd do without
this time, you know...together."

Switch it off. "I wish we had ten
more minutes." I'm serious!

"October 3rd, 5:42pm."

JACK: "I'm going to sit Amy down.
I'm not happy. I want her to know.
You should do the same with Ryan."

Jo, what is this?
"I want to. I just can't." Jo?

"If you don't love him any more,
he deserves to know." Hal, please!

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(LABOURED BREATHING)

"August 22nd, 5:27pm."

"You and I need some time away
from here.

A weekend, or whatever, just to work
out, you know..."

"Work out what?"

"What is this, Jo? What are we
doing, sitting here telling each
other this stuff week after week?

Cos I know why I do it."
(CAR WHIZZES PAST)

"I love you.

Just promise me you'll think about
some time away - the two of us
together.

Just say it."

"OK. I'll think about it."

(SIGHS)

(ENGINE OFF)

ELECTRONIC VOICE:
"October 15th, 8:50am."

"(MELLY HUMS)"
"(SCHOOL BELL RINGS)"

"(HANDBRAKE ON)"
"Come on, Melly, out you get. Have
a good day, sweetheart. I love you!"

(BEEP)
"October 16th, 8:45am."

"(CAR DOOR SHUTS)"

"(RYAN SOBS) Jesus!

Oh, God... (SOBS)"

(SOBS)

(SIGHS)

(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

Hello?

Oh, to what do I owe the pleasure?

OK, I think I know
what this is about.

Look, you don't want to print
that story.

Nothing to hide, it's just baseless

and you might end up
looking a bit stupid

if you run a story
about Ryan Gillespie at this point.

What do you mean?

You can't have run it already!
Who's your source?

Ed, listen to me!

Shit!

Jarecki must be doing her nut. So
much for keeping things tight (!)

How did Ryan Gillespie's mother know
details about his undercover work?

If any of you have been talking to
the family about this investigation,
you'll have ME to answer to.

Take it down.

(POIGNANT MUSIC)

(Oh, my...)

(SMS ALERT)

(SIGHS)

"(INDISTINCT COMMANDS
OVER LOUDSPEAKER)"

"(INDISTINCT COMMANDS
OVER LOUDSPEAKER)"

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(RINGING TONE)

It's me. I need to see you.

What is it? What's happened?
Jo, what are we doing here?

Look, I got this footage from
a rowing club.

They were filming a practice
session the night Ryan died.
I've watched it all.

You want a blue Corsa parked
on the bridge to the warehouse.

The reg isn't visible.

Right.
I'll check it out. This is good.

There's something else.

Someone was listening to us.

What do you mean? Every Tuesday,
sat out there in my car.

Everything we talked about.
There's hours of other stuff, too.

Me taking Melly to school...
They were listening to Ryan, too.
You're not making sense.

Look...I found some CDs.

They're numbered 24-28, which means
there's probably more.

There was a bug in the car.

I don't know what's going on,
or what it means.

Jesus! Be careful, OK? Jo, wait a
minute. We need to talk about this.

We need to tell someone!

(SIGHS)

"October 16th, 8:45am."

"(CAR DOOR SHUTS)"

"(RYAN SOBS) Jesus!

Oh, God... (SOBS)"

"(MOBILE PHONE RINGS)"

"Hello? Yeah, this is him.

Er, hold on, I'll give you my card
number.

And you can get me connected up by
the end of the month? OK, great.

Erm...the name is Neil Cargill...

..and the address is Birch Cottage,
Hildene Lane, Timble, LS21."

(BLEEP)
"Erm...the name is Neil Cargill...

..and the address is Birch Cottage,
Hildene Lane, Timble, LS21."

SAT NAV: "Continue straight ahead
for two miles.

In 200 yards turn left."

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

"You have reached your destination."

(HANDBRAKE ON)

(DOOR CREAKS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(GASPS)

(DOOR SLAMS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

(CRIES OUT)

Stand still! Show me your hands -
now!

Tell me that you killed Ryan. Say it
to my face!

Lee! Jesus!
How could you do this to us?

Don't leave me.
'Do you want your wife
to find out about us?

I'm not comfortable with how Ryan's
case was handled.

There were leads that needed
to be pursued.'

JARECKI: 'Are you telling me you're
not starting to have doubts

about what he was doing in those
last few months, who he really was?'

Be careful.
This is a horrible world, Jo.

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