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[ Relaxed music playing ]

[ Music ends ]

[ Tense music playing ]

[ Samson whinnies ]

[ Jack grunts ]

[ Thudding ]

[ Jack screams ]

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[ Theme music playing ]

[ Sighs ]

Is it ever a good one?

WOMAN ON RADIO: Had a second report

of a horse running wild on the beach.

Are there any officers in the vicinity

able to confirm the situation? Over.

East-Afan Echo, 5-0. I can go take a look. Over.

WOMAN ON RADIO: Thanks. I'll send a patrol car immediately.

[ Susppenseful music playing ]

D.S. Jenkins to control. Over.

WOMAN ON RADIO: Control to D.S. Jenkins. Over.

Yeah, can I get a check on a registration? Over.

WOMAN ON RADIO: Yeah, go ahead. Over.

Delta, Echo, One, One, Foxtrot X-Ray, Lima. Over.

There's no sign of the driver.

Keys are still in the ignition. Over.

WOMAN ON RADIO: The car's legal

and not been reported stolen. Over.

[ Grunts ]

WOMAN ON RADIO: Patrol car is on its way, Gina.

[ Grunts ]

Detective Inspector Riley

been appointed by serious crimes to lead the case.

Has he given us anything to go by?

Potential suspect, ma'am.

Jeff Campbell, a local businessman.

He owns a gym in the town,

couple of restaurants, mini-mart.

It seems Jeff bought a run-down country house

next to Russell's stables

with the intention of turning it into a hotel.

Russell agreed to invest

almost half a million in the development.

Got cold feet.

Jeff threatened to kill him when he pulled out.

Russell thinks he was the intended target.

And do we believe him?

Russell's never been willing

to cooperate with the police before.

Is this Jeff Campbell known to us?

By reputation, yes, but I don't think he's ever been charged.

Pay him a visit.

Break the news of Jack's murder

and try to figure out whether Jeff looks like a man who

shelled out thousands for a hit that's gone wrong.

D.S. Luke Lloyd.

D.S. Gina Jenkins.

Heard a lot about you, Gina.

Are those for me? -Yes, sir.

Those are maps, photos from the crime scene,

and attending officers' statements.

Sorry, it's gonna take me a while

to remember everyone's name.

Harri. Admin.

If you need anything, just give me a shout.

Okay. Jeff Campbell... Let me know how he reacts.

Thank you.

Harri.

A call came through to the stables about a horse.

You have details?

Yeah, yeah. It's on my desk. I'll get it for you now.

Gina. -Yes, ma'am?

I thought you were taking time off today.

I am, this afternoon.

If this case is gonna be too much of a commitment

under the circumstances... -No.

We can always assign another officer.

No, no, there's no need, ma'am. Thank you.

Luke, ready? -LUKE: Yeah.

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GINA: Jeff Campbell.

Hi.

GINA: D.S. Jenkins.

D.S. Lloyd.

We wanted a word about Russell Lloyd-Davies.

Oh, aye?

And what stories has he been feeding you now?

Claims you threatened him.

Yep, I won't deny I was pissed off with the prick.

Russell strung me along for three months

before dumping me right in the shit.

He said you wanted him dead.

The banks were talking repossession.

I said a lot of things.

Where were you first thing, Mr. Campbell?

Something happen to him?

LUKE: Not Russell, no.

Who then?

Come on, you can't rock up here without telling me.

A man's been found dead.

And you reckon I've got something to do with it.

Look, I could have lost everything

due to Russell's bullshit,

but I wouldn't want him or anyone else dead because of it.

Come down to the station and make a statement to that effect?

Oh, aye, too bloody right I will.

Now?

Yeah, I've got a bit of business, then I'll join you.

Report to East Afan Police Station.

You'll ask for me.

11.

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[ Music ends ] -[ Sighs ]

[ Knock on door ]

[ Cellphone ringing ]

Yeah.

Onesie? Nice.

You did this. I know it was you.

They're gonna get you for this. Wait and see if they don't.

They're gonna find out that you did it.

[ Indistinct shouting ]

[ Scoffs ]

No, you'll be working with, um...

Harri. Alright?

Right. -Now, Harri will explain to you

how we're processing the data in this investigation.

Yeah, I'll do my best.

Sir.

Hiya, Kayleigh.

You're pregnant.

It's not Jack's baby.

He left me before... Well, before the bump.

One of my mates said he was strangled.

Was he?

We're still waiting

for an official cause of death, Kayleigh.

It's horrible. Nobody deserves that.

So you don't hold a grudge against him?

I haven't wanted to chuck stuff at him for a long time,

if that's what you're asking.

What would be the point?

Jack liked his lovers with stubble. I couldn't compete.

Were you angry when he told you?

I was bouncing.

It's bad enough getting dumped,

but it's a proper slap across the face

when you find out your boyfriend's leaving you

for another man.

How did your family feel about him?

We heard your sister attacked him

one night at the Farrier's Arms.

Susie was out for the rugby. She'd had one too many.

The police were called.

It was less than a week after Jack had walked out,

and he was drinking pints with his mates.

She couldn't help it.

So how long after Jack left did you fall pregnant?

Six weeks.

Like Richie says, a good thing came out of a bad situation.

Richie?

The baby's dad, Richie Campbell.

[ Sighs ]

Jab. Jab. One, two.

Jab. Jab.

Here for an induction are you, love?

Marcus shouldn't be a minute.

Jab. One, two.

Richie, isn't it? Richie Campbell?

Yeah, that's me.

You after a personal trainer, or what?

No. We wanted talk to you about Jack Moody.

What do you want to know?

I heard you were friends.

We were at school together, but I wouldn't call him a mate.

I suppose things got complicated when you started dating his ex.

Jack was chuffed when me and Kayleigh hooked up,

to tell the truth.

Her family stopped giving him verbal

and his car stopped getting keyed.

Did you know your father was in a dispute with Jack's partner

about a business transaction?

I look after this place,

and Dad worries about his business empire.

Come to check up on me, have you?

You'd swear I was the mafia if you believed in this lot.

They want to know about me and Kayleigh, Dad.

Ah, nice girl.

God knows what she sees in him.

Jab.

One, two.

Right. Right. Jab.

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

[ Cellphone ringing ]

Hello?

GINA: Wow.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Mid-tempo music playing ]

Oh, God.

Hey.

[ Mid-tempo music playing ]

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

[ Cellphone rings ]

[ Ringing stops ]

[ Cellphone rings ]

Alright. Are we taking Russell Lloyd-Davies's theory

that Jeff Campbell can be involved

in Jack's death seriously enough?

Or might we be letting his emotions sway us?

Did the stablehands confirm Russell's version of events?

Yes.

"Jeff was screaming like a madman,

said he was going to kill Russell."

LUKE: But Jeff's alibi is watertight.

There are at least seven meatheads who will confirm

that he was opening up the gym first thing.

Do we believe Jeff would pay someone to kill Jack?

It seems he's cash poor.

One of his restaurants closed last week

because he couldn't pay the chef.

What about the call made to the stables about the horse?

Made by a triathlete out training.

Genuine enough.

Yes, you beauty!

We've just put Jack's mobile phone data

into the system and... -MORGAN: And?

Richie Campbell called him last week.

Bring him in.

I'll meet you in the interview room when he gets here.

I thought you said you and Jack weren't mates, Richie.

We weren't.

MORGAN: But you called him on Thursday.

What did you want to talk about?

Jack had left some of his gear at Kayleigh's house.

I wanted to know what do with it.

A lot of gear, was it?

Clothes, DVDs. He left in a hurry.

And that's all you talked about?

Yeah.

For 8 minutes and 22 seconds?

Might have chatted about some other stuff as well.

LUKE: Like Jeff?

Look, we know your dad was angry with Russell

for pulling out of the business deal.

Did you mention that?

Nah.

What about the second time you phoned him back?

Was that to talk about Russell landed Jeff in the shit

or had you found another pair of Jack's trainers

in the cupboard under the stairs?

He wanted me to drop his gear in to him at work the next day.

I called back to say I couldn't do it.

Fair enough.

What about the third time?

Was that to tell him what your dad was plotting?

Or give him a head's-up?

Look, my dad doesn't know I called Jack, alright?

He's a proud man, and he'd go ballistic if he found out.

I thought Jack could have a word with Russell,

change his mind and save Dad's skin.

What did Jack say?

He laughed.

[ Vehicle approaches ]

[ Engine shuts off ]

[ Dai chuckles ]

[ Breathing deeply ]

[ Electronic music playing ]

[ Music ends ]

Ohh.

[ Laughs ]

That's Mel? -Huh?

It's Mel. Just go that way.

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

[ Panting ]

[ Down-tempo music playing ]

[ Knock on door ]

Shit.

[ Music ends ]

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

[ Bell tolling ]

[ Door closes ]

Let go.

Give it to me.

Ah, ah, ah. No biting, sweetheart.

That's a good girl.

Fuck off.

I heard you were charming. -I heard you were a bastard.

Yeah, coming from the woman who was sent here to shoot me.

I still will.

Not without the gun you won't.

Who sent you?

What? -You heard.

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

Look, I'm a very busy man, sweetheart.

How much did Russell give you?

Who?

[ Chuckles ] So it's like that, is it?

It's like this.

I'm not telling you nothing.

Oh, really?

Trying to frighten me, are you?

When I said I was a busy man, I meant it.

Alright. Take the money.

I'll disappear. You won't hear from me again.

I'll disappear like I did the first time.

I've got no problem with you.

It was just a job. What do you say?

I say give me your phone.

Make sure all units are searching for her.

Yes, the entire division.

[ Door opens, closes ]

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[ Music ends ]

I didn't start this, Russell.

You need to remember that.

You killed Jack.

No, I didn't.

I'd known Jack since he was a kid.

I had no beef with him.

He meant everything to me.

He was young, Russell.

He would have got bored of you eventually.

Can I go now?

I've done what you wanted.

Where's the money?

Fuck off.

You should've chosen someone more suitable to do the job.

Someone with bigger pair of balls than her.

If you didn't kill Jack, who did?

Good question.

Shame you didn't ask yourself that

before you called in your sidekick.

[ Engine starts ]

Listen, if I've misjudged you, Jeff, I'm sorry.

We've known each other a long time.

Mm-hmm. -Too long, perhaps.

Let's draw a line under this, yes?

You let me down when you pulled out of the deal.

I would've forgiven you in time,

but this, Russell...

This, I can't forgive.

Come on.

Let's talk about it.

[ Gunshot ] -[ Screams ]

No, we can't.

[ Screaming ]

Take your clothes off.

Fuck! Jeff, fuck! No, fuck!

[ Groaning ]

Jeff! Fuck!

Aah!

Jeff! Please! -JEFF: No.

RUSSELL: Please. Oh, fuck. Fuck.

JEFF: That's a boy.

Keep walking.

[ Pigs snorting ]

Get in. -RUSSELL: Please!

JEFF: Get in!

RUSSELL: I'm sorry! Fuck!

I'm sorry!

[ Screaming ]

[ Pigs squealing ]

[ Gunshot, screaming stops ]

[ Squealing continues ]

There's two of them in here.

Come on, come on, come on.

[ Cellphone rings ]

LUKE: Hello?

[ Down-tempo music playing ]

[ Chuckles ]

[ Heavy metal music playing ]

[ Music ends ]

[ Door opens ]

[ High-pitched whine ]

[ Suspenseful music playing ]

[ Theme music playing ]

d I got you, babe d

d You'll never get me d

d I got you, babe d

d But you'll never get me d

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