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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.

Ah!

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, three, 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.

Hm.

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.

Oh!

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.

Uh-huh.

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.

Ah...

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

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.

- Hm.

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.

- Oh.

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.

Oh.

Oh...

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!