All language subtitles for 1 1 Lynley S01E02 This Body of Death 1080p

What's that?

Morning. Morning.

Put in a call.

Tiles are on order.

So, how did you do with Simon?

Yeah.

Yeah, no, it was nice.

Decent grub?

Um, four out of five, I reckon.

What do you have?

I had the garganelli.

With chard.

Or any of the same actual food, because,
you know, I've never heard of them.

But you said you'd eaten there before.

Yeah, well, when it was still a proper
pub. I had the ham, egg and chips.

Jam, roly -poly and custard.

Sorry to interrupt your fun.

I need you two to get over to Fakenham.

Missing person.

Who's the subject?

Gemma Hastings.

24, report filed by one of her
colleagues.

Works at Clyde & Sons.

Part of state agents. Uniform followed
it up, but no show. So, I've upgraded

risk level.

I need you two to get over there.

Good morning.

Morning.

It's Victor Lindley.

Three counties, major crime.

Is your manager here, please?

Tommy?

Oh, my God.

Helen. What are you doing here?

God, sorry. How long has it been?

It must be nine years.

Yeah. It's graduation weekend.

Hi.

So you two know each other, then?

Yeah, Helen and I were at Oxford
together.

Same college. Oh, yeah. I think you
might have met him, Doc, for a couple of

times. I didn't know you were based
around here.

Yeah, I'm working at Horsford.

I thought you went into the Met.

Eight years. You've been keeping tabs on
me?

Yeah, I might have seen you in the
papers a few years ago.

But what about you? You're an estate
agent.

Family owns the business for
generations.

I remember your father's speech. You're
21st.

Sorry.

It's just of all the people to walk
through my door.

Bailey Oldham, Prince Charming. What?

Can I help, or what brings you here?

Yeah, you filed a report at the station.

Of course, you have a jammer.

It's right this way.

Have a seat.

Jammer is my number two.

Nice girl, really lovely.

She's only been here a few months.

You report I'm missing?

Yes, so she didn't come into work on
Friday and then the same thing Monday,

became a devastation.

Has she got a family, a boyfriend?

Flatmate, Fraser.

I spoke to him. He said he's not seen us
since Thursday evening, and I'm really

worried. But Fraser said her car's
sitting outside in the street, mother in

parking tickets.

I think something's happened.

Well, there may be a perfectly harmless
explanation.

An impulse holiday with a friend,
perhaps?

No. The thing about Gemma is she lives
her life by timetables, but...

If she was going away, there's no way
she'd leave without telling me.

We've had clients phoning.

She's not been turning up to
appointments.

Can I take a look at her email traffic?

Yes.

Could she give us a list of possible
contacts and friends?

Well, I don't know much about her
private life, and to be honest, I'm not

that she really had one.

She worked long hours, she did weekends.

She was quiet.

Kept herself to herself.

Uh, sir?

What do you make of it?

Uh, can we take the laptop?

Yeah, sure, absolutely.

Who is he then?

At this stage, you know as much as I do.
Oh, I'm talking about Helen Clyde.

Former SAG.

You really think that's an appropriate
question, do you?

Right, bullseye, okay.

I told you, we were at Oxford together.

Same staircase.

Yeah, okay, Prince Charming.

You flushed pink when you saw her,
that's all I'm saying. No, I didn't. And

don't call me that again, unless you
want an immediate transfer off my team.

This is the first time I'm seeing you
lose your cool.

What is it? Should I break your heart?

That never really happened between us.
Why not?

Well, most of the time she was with my
best friend.

Was he the son of an Earl, too?

Are you enjoying this?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm starting to.

Makes one of us.

How

long

have you been living together?

Oh, we're not together.

I meant a flatmate.

Oh, right. A couple of mums.

Gemma answered my ad.

Oh, so you don't know her that well?

No. No, I already said all this to the
other rosters.

I mean, she's pretty easy to live with.

Very private person.

Quiet type.

Sir?

That's good to know.

Baguette.

Does she have any visitors?

None that I saw.

What about a partner?

I got the impression she sort of left
that all behind.

Well, there was a bloke.

Been together years, broke up.

You know the circumstances?

Other than it was her decision.

She told me he was pretty cut up.

Do you know his name?

No.

Where was he?

She didn't say.

She just said she wanted to come here
and make a fresh start.

Are you in the same business as her?

No, I work at Templers.

A schoolteacher.

Year twos, middle ones.

What about Gemma's family?

Dad died a while back.

Mother's in her home.

Dementia.

So, um... Tell us about the last time
you saw her.

Uh... Thursday night.

About seven o 'clock.

She was getting ready to go out.

I saw her for a moment, and then she was
gone.

Went straight out.

So she's missing all weekend.

How come you didn't contact anyone?

She comes and goes as she pleases.

We don't live in each other's pockets.

Did she receive any unwanted attention?

A string email sort of thing?

Not that I'm aware.

I'll let you know if we get any more
information.

Uniform went door to door. Checked all
guard cameras and nothing.

There's no CCTV either.

Streets of a thousand rentals.

Somebody must know something.

Okay, here we go. A bloke named Gareth
Burns.

Look, see? This guy.

He's on a social. There's a bunch of
pictures of them together, and then

suddenly they just stopped, so I guess
that's when they broke up.

According to this, he works at ISOCase
Technology in Gateford.

Well, let's go pay him a visit.

Inspector Lindley, D .S. Havers.

It's the, uh, Gareth Burns.

Mr. Burns' office is at the back.

Thank you.

Uh, three months?

A little more. End of June. And that's
the last time you saw her?

Well, you know how it is.

We split up, she moved out, end of.

I hope you don't mind my asking, but was
the split amicable?

Well, as amicable as it could be, I
guess, under the circumstances, yeah.

Sorry?

We were engaged, due to be married next
year.

And she broke it off?

So not amicable at all then, really.

I'm sorry, what's this about?

Gemma's gone missing.

Hasn't been seen for four days.

Jesus, you're kidding.

She left her apartment Thursday evening,
not been seen since by anyone.

Would you say that's like her?

No, I mean, I would say that was totally
out of character.

But I guess I didn't know her as well as
I thought I did.

Oh, sorry.

What's that supposed to mean exactly,
Gareth?

Well... We had our whole future planned.
We bought a place together, picked out

furniture, you know?

And what made her break off?

Well, you'd have to ask her that.

Well, he's missing and we can't find her
right now, so you'll have to fill in

the blanks.

Did you have any recent online contact
with her?

Emails or...? No.

No, no, not since we split up.

Wait, wait, is that why you're here? You
think I've done something to her? Am I

a suspect?

No, no, we're just, we were eager to
find her, that's all.

There's an email address.

Recognize it?

You haven't used it?

No, no, sorry.

What do you reckon? You think he needs
our email, eh?

I'm thinking that guy has money.

Must be on a decent salary doing what
he's doing, tech development.

So? So what?

So Gemma Hastings leaves him, drives a
hundred miles to live in a box room in a

damp flat share.

Whatever she was running from must have
been pretty painful.

Try and take a deep breath.

You've got to relax. What's up with that
man?

He's breathing.

It's funny.

Dad?

Dad?

Come on, I believe you.

Come on, Dad.

Come on.

We're looking at a chest infection.

Temperature's dropped.

With your husband's chronic emphysema, a
chest infection is never a welcome

visitor. We run a course of antibiotics,
but we need to keep him in for

observation overnight.

Thank you, Doctor.

There's nothing in her email trash.

Whatever he sent her has been deleted.

And there's no phone triangulation
either.

Thursday night, our mobile just went
dead.

Family? Her mother's in a home in
Walsall. One of the carers tried to tell

but they're not sure she even registered
it. Any other contacts?

We went and saw her ex -boyfriend.

Split, but kind of acrimonious. We're
checking his movements, sir. What about

friends? She's new to the area. Hasn't
really established any.

Clients? You know, someone she might
have met at work.

Yeah, we're trawling through the list,
but so far, nothing. Oh, you're kidding

me. Well, I know it's a bit odd, but,
you know, she hasn't really put down

yet. Well, who was the recipient of the
email?

Technical support is still working on
it, but they think he was using a VPN

blocker. Mask is a dread.

So we think she has a stalker. Gives us
two possibilities.

Either she went on the run to get away
from him, or... She may be the victim of

an abduction.

OK,

I need to tell you both something.

Roland Clyde is a good friend of the
chief superintendent.

Owns the estate agent, top end of the
property market.

I've told him we'll make finding her our
top priority.

Now, I've already upgraded her to high
risk. I want a team of officers combing

the area. Parks, scrubland, building
sites.

Could do an appeal.

What?

TV.

Local networks?

See if no one comes forward with more
information.

Good friend. I know what that means. It
means member of the funny handshake

brigade. Toity, Toity, you all right?

No, rough night.

It was a late one.

Out on the town?

My dad was ill. I had to take him into
casualty.

Go on, then.

Do you need to be there?

No, it's fine.

I'll just keep you posted if you need
time off. Forget to mention it, yeah?

No one, not even her housemate, claims
to know who she was.

Five days she's been missing.

We should have been called in sooner.

Well, OK, what about these phone
records?

That's what you said, there wasn't
anything.

Well, not in the last five days, but I'm
talking about before.

Look, Brackley. Isn't that in
Northamptonshire?

Yeah, but, OK, she's been to Brackley.
Where's that fit in?

Well, a couple of times.

Don't circle them in pencil.

I think maybe she's got a boyfriend
there.

It's possible.

Right, I've just spoken to the super,
and he's giving you the nod for the

thing. Oh, great.

I'll talk to the press team.

Set it up.

Pretty boy.

Eager to get his face in the media.

27th of August, Brackley.

What have we got?

27th.

Five flowers.

What were you doing in Brackley, Gemma?

Evening, Rosa.

Hi. I'm meeting someone. Is she here?

She's there.

Ah. Thank you.

Hi. I'm Leo.

Hayley? Yeah.

You done this sort of thing before?

Why?

I don't know.

Being really confident.

If it was me, I'd be bricking it.

How's your father?

Have you heard from the hospital?

Mum's with him. Says he's doing fine.

Oh, you know, if you need to be there
and... Yeah, no, I said it was OK.

Sure, it's just... Oh, what? Am I... Am
I not coping?

No, no, not at all.

OK, well, then, there's no need to
mention it.

You know, you just show the tiniest bit
of weakness and everybody jumps on it,

so... It's hardly weakness if your
father's ill.

I don't know, the last thing I need is
you... Gossiping in the mess, telling

everyone I'm off work for personal
reasons or... Saying I understand.

Inspector, they're ready for you.

Just, um, looking for a hairbrush.

Lucy?

Your ex?

Someone.

What do you want to do?

How do you mean?

Well, do you want me to stay?

Sure, whatever.

Her name is Gemma Hastings.

She's 24, brown hair, brown eyes, 5 '7".
She was last seen in the Eaton Park

area of the city on Thursday evening.

She left her home on Christchurch Road
at approximately 7pm.

She decided not to take her car, so
either she was given a lift by someone,

on foot, or using public transport.

Obviously, we're concerned for her.

We're urging anyone who thinks they
might have seen her to get in touch with

She was wearing a cream overcoat, denim
jeans and burgundy boots.

If you think you saw Gemma or have any
information that might assist us, please

call this number.

All calls will be treated as
confidential.

Well? Well, what?

How do you think that went?

Is that you being secure?

Yeah, you were great. Impressive.

It's like you being nice. Oh, yeah,
treasure it. It's not going to happen

We've got a visitor.

You think the text is from her?

Yeah. I got it just after night.

Came straight here.

Don't want you to worry, lovely boy.
I've caused you enough pain.

I just wanted you to know I'm okay.

Gee.

That's not her number.

No. Sent from another phone. Do you
recognise it?

But she used to call me that name, and I
don't know if anyone else knew that,

Tom.

Right, um... We'll contact the service
provider, work out where it came from.

It'll be a burner phone.

Why would she change phones?

Well, maybe she's trying to stop someone
tracing her.

You should text her back.

Say what?

Asking her to explain, asking her to
call you.

Tell her that you're worried.

Tell her that you want to help.

Yeah, I'm sorry, I don't know what to
say.

So relieved to hear from you.

You need an emoji.

Worry face.

Sure.

Okay, right.

Give this the technical support.

See if they can track the sender.

What do you reckon?

I reckon you should be with your family.

They'll call me if they need me.

They'll be?

I want to wait and see if we get
anything back.

So you go and live with me.

I'm so sorry I'm late. Right.

So,

is this the official meeting, or are we
just catching up on nine years of

gossip?

It's been a while.

Okay, Gemma.

What were you looking at?

Brackley again.

Flowers.

Sent Olaf school.

What is that about?

Anything? Yeah.

You know that message from Gemma?

Texts were sent locally.

Vicarage Road?

Hmm. Yeah.

Vicarage Road.

That was one of the properties she was
letting.

We need to get over there.

Property got broken into, so it's being
renovated.

Wait for me here, in case someone comes
out.

Okay.

I took her out for lunch.

You thought, you know, she seemed nice.

But guarded.

Never worked as an estate agent before,
but she was personable, keen.

Relocated for a fresh start.

Mm -hmm.

She gave me the distinct impression that
she ended the relationship.

She seemed lonely, I suppose.

A little wounded.

Reluctant to open up.

Actually encouraged us to start dating
again.

Did she take your advice?

Don't know.

Did you hear about my brother?

I'm so sorry, Tommy.

It must have been heartbreaking.

Yeah, 31.

Which makes me next in line.

Eight Earl of Ashton one day.

And they expect me to step up, do my
duty, run the estate.

That's not what you want.

Not really.

Then all about it.

Pressure for family name. I stepped in
when my father was a backseller.

I felt the weight of responsibility.

Tell them I want something else.

You were always like that.

Restless.

Even when happiness was right in front
of you.

Even when it was staring you in the
face.

It's only me.

I thought you might need backup.

Christ on a bike, Achilles.

Get the shit out of me. Sorry, sorry.

Any sign of her?

No.

Nothing.

Nothing at all. It doesn't make any
sense.

Maybe someone set us up.

Good morning from Three Counties Local
News. It's 8 .25 on Friday the 13th of

September. And before the regional
headlines, it's over to Michael Anderson

the weather.

Good morning.

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...

...

...

Victim's Gemma Hastings. She was
attacked with some kind of blunt object.

Gullet caved in. She left her flat on
Christchurch Road, then we think walked

into town.

In the state of the body, likely she was
killed the same night she went missing.

The body's found in some parkland near a
disused railway.

There's no blood spray, so indications
are this isn't where she was murdered.

The attacker dumped her body there.

We believe you were the last

person who saw her before she was
killed.

I'm afraid we're going to need a DNA
sample.

Sorry, what?

The traces on the body.

It was close contact.

We need to eliminate your DNA from the
search.

Fraser, can you tell us a bit about her
behavior that night?

Maybe tell us a little bit about her
routine?

Sorry, I don't understand.

That's okay.

Was she in a hurry? Did she give you the
sense that she was meeting someone?

Not really.

Did she take anything with her?

She had her handbag, I think.

Yeah.

Did she give you any indication at all
of where she was going?

No, I... I think I just assumed... What?

Well, I just assumed it was a date.

OK. Why would you assume that?

She had this thing on her phone.

What thing?

It was a new sort of dating app she just
downloaded.

How are you getting on with CCTV?

Nada. The carriage road is a blank spot.

Can you check this out? Might be
something, might be nothing.

Time records?

Yeah, only interested in the two I've
circled.

Brackley. Little market town,
Northamptonshire.

Gemma Hastings was there recently.

A hundred miles away.

No idea why.

But she made some calls in the vicinity.

Could you get a more exact location?

How?

What?

Is there a detective on your back, sir?

Death havers. Somebody here to see you.

Didn't you go in today?

Found him sick.

Why? Why are you so upset?

Can you... Can you not...

I'm sorry.

How many more times can I say it?

I don't... You need to get your own
place.

Yes, but it is not that easy. Not when
you've just come out of prison. You know

that. I just don't know who you are.

Some days... You can be so different.

cook something okay to say sorry and
then we'll light

some candles maybe get some wine in
it'll be nice i'll make pasta

do you happen to have some uh some cash

because i don't remember

Do you think I could get there too?

Sure.

When

was

it that you first met him?

Last night at a pizza restaurant.

He said he'd been there before, so...

Yeah.

And you spent the evening with him?

Just talking or... Yeah, and... And... I
went

back to his house.

Did something happen? He had this
picture, a photograph.

Her.

You're sure?

Absolutely. She was wearing the exact
same coat.

Can you tell us a little bit more about
that image?

That's the thing, it was sort of...

Weird.

Weird how?

Like she was angry he was taking the
photo.

Dorsen, I've got to work.

Inspector?

Gemma.

Fred, sir.

Looks like Leah wouldn't take no for an
answer.

I'm Detective Inspector Linley. My
colleague is Detective Sergeant Havertz,

we're interviewing...

My name is Leo Hodgson.

Thank you, Leo.

Now, you've been made aware of your
right to a solicitor, but you're happy

interviewed without one present?

Yes. Yes, I am. I just want this dealt
with.

Great.

Do you know this woman?

No. No, I don't.

Well, here's a photograph of her we
found at your house.

And another one.

And another.

Got many more.

Do you take my point?

They're just photos.

It's my job. I work in a photography
lab.

You took those photos yourself.

So you know her?

I've seen her about, yeah.

Okay.

So why did you lie to us?

We weren't close.

I saw her on the streets.

I take pictures of people.

It's a kind of hobby.

Women?

Yes. And how do they feel about it?

Being followed, having their picture
taken.

It's just harmless.

Is that what they would call it?

Talk about your date.

You went on a date with Gemma Hastings.
Now she's missing.

I... Yeah.

All right.

Where was the date?

We met at a local restaurant.

Alterios.

Is that one of your favorite places?

I've been there before, yeah.

It's just around the corner from my
house.

How'd the evening with this one go,
then?

It was fine.

Did you agree to meet again?

No.

Why? It didn't really work out between
us.

We broke things off.

We just weren't... compatible.

But you wanted to see her.

You made several requests on the app.

We checked.

One or two, yes, but... Ten.

Ten, and she never replied.

Is that right?

And then you wrote her some emails.

That is your account, isn't it, Leah?
Then you turn up at Christchurch Road.

Followed her.

Took a photo.

Why?

As a memento.

It was a stupid thing to do. I know that
now.

She's dead, Leah.

Someone smashed her skull in.

dumped her body in some scrubland.

It wasn't me.

I liked her.

Maybe a little too much, yeah?

No alibi for Thursday night.

Do you reckon you found out a guy?

What? What's up?

Well, it's hard to read, that's all.

Like a movie with the sound off.

Hard to interpret.

We've been getting press calls.

Someone's leaked that we made an arrest.

Okay, Simon, so what have you got?

I've taken a look at what you've sent
me.

Hair samples from Hodgman's house.

Fingerprints. And?

None of it's Gemma. No DNA traces.

Well, if she was in his house, then he's
obliterated any evidence.

He's got the place clean.

About the only chemical trace I could
find was N -E -C -L -O.

Bleach. Yeah, we found about ten
different kinds of cleaning fluids.

guilty as hell or OCD about his
cleanliness.

Likewise, it's calm, I'm afraid.

No discernible traces.

Nothing. If he transported her, he
didn't use his vehicle.

So there's no evidence linking him to
the murder.

We have to release him.

His face could be in the press. That's
what we need.

I warned you both.

The chief superintendent is demanding a
result. Are you really going to let him

walk out of here? There's no evidence
linking him to the body.

Get some.

What if he was smart?

What if he managed to cover his tracks?

Do you want to keep on him?

Yeah. Me too.

Around the clock.

I'll contact surveillance unit.

Might take 24 hours to set up. We can't
wait that long.

I'll run surveillance tonight, yeah?
Leave it with me? Are you sure? What

your father?

Sorry.

I saw the news.

I just wanted to say how sorry I was.

I wanted to say it face to face, not on
the phone.

I feel like it's my fault.

Well, why?

She met some creep online. I encouraged
her.

You know, she was fragile.

She was on the rebound.

I told her to get out there.

My turn.

You're done for the night?

Reckon he's not coming out again.

What happened with Brackley? Can he
leave?

Still working on that.

Had to show a bit to do this.

You're pissed off that I picked you,
shouldn't be?

I'm giving you an opportunity.

You got work twice as hard.

We? You know what I mean.

See you tomorrow.

It's sort of scary, isn't it?

Look how random it all is.

I suppose everything that's happened has
made me realise a lot of things.

Like?

Like?

Everyone's got a perfect partner out
there, but Satan intervenes and

you might not end up with them.

Like life is short?

Live in the moment.

Hey, what's up? Hi, I need you back
here.

I've got to get over to the hospital. My
dad's taking his hand. Uh, okay, yeah.

Okay, thanks.

Hey!

Don't want you here, murderer!

We're giving him Teofilin. It's a little
more stable.

Bye, Papa.

Bye.

Me? I'm mad.

Honey, were you... What happened?

I got a call from the station.

What happened?

Tell me.

We were... It's not Bikili's fault, it
was... One of you, please.

I was running surveillance, sir, and...
I was the senior officer on... Just

spare me this podcast routine, just the
fact.

We were shadowing him from the street.

And?

There was a hand over a Gap just before
I got there.

I found him lying in the driveway
outside his house someone had Attacked

they don't know if he's gonna survive
Possible bleed on the brain

Jesus Christ Where were you

I was I was here

Here?

At the hospital?

I got a call about my dad.

Is he okay?

Yeah, he's fine. He's out of danger.
But, obviously... Suspect gets

beaten to a pulp while we're supposed to
be watching him.

Do you have any idea where this puts us?

Now he's gonna have a field day Do we
know who attacked him?

There's no witnesses We found a note in
the house, a threatening letter The case

is starting to get a little coverage,
people are angry, I guess Tony, you wait

outside for a minute Sir

It's on me.

Okay, listen.

I mean it.

Neglect of duty, I left my post. You
called me.

I haven't been a call from you. Just to
tell you about my dad.

You were calling me for backup.

Okay, I, um... What?

I need to talk to the chief.

Well, what are you going to say?

I really messed up.

You're not talking to me?

Look, I'm sorry.

I was upset, okay? I didn't mean to get
in such a mood.

I thought... I don't know.

I thought you were trying to get rid of
me.

Come on.

Let me do that.

I got it.

I usually like that, eh?

I have way too much brain, Kevin.

You scared me.

Chucking stuff around.

Some of the things you said, they made
me upset.

I just meant with the police around.

Maybe you should keep a low profile,
that's all.

Paolo, listen to me.

I just don't think it's a good idea you
come here quite so often.

Well? It's a disciplinary hearing, isn't
it?

Serious misconduct?

But tell me... Look, I could take it.

I've been taken off the case.

What?

What are you talking about?

You?

The rest of you are off the hook.

That doesn't make any sense. What?

You carried the can for me and Bikini?

One of the perks of leading the team.

I just... Well,

I thought... What did you say to him? I
am Spartacus.

But it wasn't your fault. You left me in
charge.

Buck stops with me. He had no point
pretending otherwise.

Excuse me.

Nine's going to step in and take charge
of the case personally.

Very nicely.

at his stepscape home last night.

Reports that he'd been helping the
police with inquiries into the death of

state agent, Gemma Hastings, are
unconfirmed at police spokesman's desk.

official statement is expected shortly.

Investigators are working on carrying
out an examination throughout the

as the suspect continues.

Right, heads up, everyone.

Right, what can I say? This has been a
very difficult last few days. And this

a critical moment for this force, for
everyone in this room.

A suspect has been seriously injured
during what should have been a routine

surveillance operation.

Naturally, there'll be an internal
investigation, not to mention a media

But whilst the investigation is being
put in place, I am personally in charge

the case.

Any questions?

This is Helen Clyde. Sorry I'm not
available. Please leave a message.

Helen, hi.

It's me.

Yeah, I just...

Something you want to say to me?

It wasn't the inspector's fault, sir.

Listen, if you want to hitch your wagon
to him, fine.

But he's out.

So, for the sake of your career, I'd
keep your mouth shut.

You okay?

Doesn't feel right.

Any of this.

You beginning to have doubts about
Hodgson too?

Maybe he's just some loner.

And now look what we've done to him.

Sorry. Did you want me for something?
Yeah, just this.

You mentioned it.

Brackley.

Yeah? You asked me to check her last
movements. Gemma Hastings' last days.

And? Phone company were able to give me
something.

Says the tech from my patch.

Brackley Cemetery.

Hi.

What's going on?

You okay?

Come on into my nightmare.

The water's warm.

I hear the news.

Something about a suspect?

Yeah, a guy who I thought was stalking
her.

He's been hurt?

Yeah, the bonus operation.

It went wrong.

My case.

So I took the fall.

Jesus, Tommy.

Tommy would have met.

Oh, I know.

Tommy, is it really your fault? Are you
just being noble?

I don't know what to say.

I care about you.

You know that.

Thank you.

Wine.

Your father, is he still local?

Yes, why?

Apparently he's a friend of the chief
superintendent.

Apparently he made a call, put some
pressure on.

God, Tommy, I'm so sorry. I'll call him
now. No, no, God, no, that's not what I

meant. That's not my style, really.

Taking me off the case would just
politicise.

Knives was getting heat. He needs
someone to take the hit.

I was a perfect candidate.

Sorry.

Hey, someone's come up.

Oh.

Not the stubborn you, am I?

You two must need to talk.

I'll go.

Didn't take you long.

To do what?

Renew old acquaintances.

She just came round the... Oh, I don't
care.

You must know they just told me you were
at home.

Yeah, restricted duty.

Lies insisted.

It's an end of the wedge.

I reckon he's going to push for a full
suspension.

What are you doing here?

Brackley? What?

I've got a lead.

Well, take it to Knives. Well, I'm
bringing it to you.

You interested?

Yeah, tell me.

Okay, Gemma Hastings. It's a pattern of
behavior in the weeks before she was

killed. It could be significant.

It's an outside chance, but you never
know. Look, I'm out, okay?

Knives is running things down, so...
Well, if you want to play the tragic

be my guest.

But you and I both know the truth of
what happened.

The Messer with Hodgson.

Got my name on it.

I pay my debt.

Gemma was making visits to the cemetery
in Brackford.

Right.

Well, go on, Sergeant. What's the
connection?

Well, there's this pattern we found in
the records.

At least twice in the fortnight before
she died, she came and sat here for

hours. Bone company confirmed it.

Maybe it was her father's grave.

No, I checked. He's buried elsewhere.

What the hell are we looking for?

I don't know. Something.

Anything.

Okay.

So we check every grave.

Well, it stands to reason there must
have been something painful in her past

make her drop everything.

And you think it's something to do with
this post?

Yeah. Five flowers. It's in a diary, so
we've just got to look for fresh

flowers.

What is it?

What?

See?

That's how she found her name.

Luke Knighton. Did you find anything?

I had a bit of breath.

Ten years old, start to death.

Looks like I have her in a school. God.

St. Olaf?

That's the name of the school that was
in her search history.

She was looking up all night. It's only
a couple of miles from here.

She left flowers.

There must be a connection.

Why would she be looking great?

Where have you been all day?

Just out chasing a lead.

Well, anything to report?

No, nothing yet. Sorry, sir.

We need a result.

And quickly.

G .I. Langham.

Time warp, this place. G .I. Lindley.

D .S. Hazers. Pleasure.

Thanks for helping us out with this. No
problem.

Gemma Hastings, you say? Mm -hmm.

We think she's connected to Luke Natan,
but we're not sure how.

You were the investigating officer in
Luke's murder?

Yes. Terrible case.

The case was in all the papers at the
time.

It caused the lab, right?

Luke Natan was stabbed and killed in the
school corridor.

Jesus. A kid called Jason Parry.

Obviously, Parry was very young, so he
got given a new identity.

This Gemma?

To be honest, I don't remember anyone
like that name connected to the case.

Maybe Luke's mother?

No, sir.

Do you like me to call her?

We're still friends.

Thanks.

I don't remember much about that time.

All a bit of a blur.

Yeah, cool.

Why are you asking questions?

Has something happened?

Actually, we need your help.

Her name's Gemma Haything.

She was found murdered a couple of days
ago.

And you... You think there's a
connection to my son?

Well, a week before she died.

Gemma left flowers at Luke's grave.

What?

I don't understand.

I've never met her.

I mean, I go there every week.

I've seen fresh flowers once or twice. I

didn't know who they were from.

I thought maybe a school friend.

Would you mind if we took a look around?

Get a clearer sense of things?

No, sure, go ahead.

That's the connection.

There's 11 on the team, isn't there?

Yeah, what was it?

Oh.

Your rugby man. Of course.

Hang on.

I guess I didn't make right.

Mrs. Nathan?

All this stuff.

I could have got rid of it.

No one plays with it anymore.

How'd you get on?

Did you find what you wanted?

I wanted to ask you about this
photograph.

Luke was a very gifted player.

Someone's missing.

Someone's been cut out of the picture.

I can't talk about him.

Sorry.

The boy in his team.

I can't say his name.

Jason Parry.

So, Jason Parry stabbed Luke Knighton.

Apparently he sent down for it.

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

He would have served his prison term by
now.

No one knows his new identity.

Except maybe a handful of people at
Public Protection Unit. Yeah.

Probation, police officers.

What if Gemma met him?

Somehow she found out he was really
Jason Perry.

Possible.

That card at the grave.

She felt guilty.

She felt bad that she'd gotten close to
a murderer. That's why she changed.

That's why she was so sad and broken.

That's why she ran.

And if he knew his true identity... You
think he could have murdered her?

Keep the secret from coming out?

Perhaps we've met him before.

Can we come inside?

Yes.

Come through.

I've got to turn the dinner off.

Please, make yourselves at home.

We need to talk to you.

Um, sure.

What's this about?

Jason Parry.

Um...

I'm sorry, I'm not sure who that is. We
know you attended St Erla's Junior

School in Brackley.

Same school year as Luke Natan.

The kid that was killed.

I understand there are certain
safeguards in place for

people like you.

But Gemma found out, didn't she?

And she wasn't able to cope.

She felt guilty when she discovered it.

Guilty that she'd fallen in love with
you.

I think about it every day.

We play it in one morning.

always had it into me you know always
humiliating me i guess something just

snapped so i took a knife into school

and i just walked up to him and

felt you had color.

You felt you had to tell Gemma.

I shouldn't have done it. It was a
terrible mistake.

She couldn't bear to touch me.
Afterwards, she started digging through

old breath coverage and she looked at me
like I was evil.

I came home one day and she said she was
leaving.

You killed her, Jared.

I didn't do it, all right? I know
because of what happened to him that you

it might have been me, but I swear I
didn't do it, all right? She must have

someone about me.

So I started getting emails.

Jared, Jared.

My laptop, right?

A post box, somewhere where I had to
drop the money.

And you decided to play along?

Yeah.

Yeah, I managed to get the cash
together.

I've got savings.

I've still got it in the house.

Look, when you told me she was missing,
I didn't know it was connected, all

right? And now she's dead, and I... So
you think maybe the blackmailer's

involved in all this?

Yeah, I don't know.

Every instinct in my body is telling me
to arrest him.

For what, though?

He's not that ten -year -old boy
anymore.

Law says he serves his time.

Yeah, for sure, that's what the law
says.

That's not what I meant.

If he'd come clean about the blackmail,
she might not be dead now.

The very least he's guilty of perverting
the course of justice.

Perhaps.

Let's assume she let it slip to someone.

Okay, um, what, that person did
something with the information?

What if Gemma was trying to stop them?

What if she was actually trying to
protect him?

Havers. In my office.

Don't treat me like an idiot.

Sorry, sir. You were with Lindley.

I, sir, well... We had a call from an ex
-officer, Doug Langham.

What the hell were you doing with him?
He had some vital leads he wanted to

share. Lindley's no longer on the case.
And actually his information has led to

some progress. But then you should have
brought it straight to me, Lindley's old

news. It wasn't his fault. Oh, that is
nonsense and you know it. Please, sir.

I was in charge that night.

I agreed to take charge of surveillance.

He's covering for me.

Okay, I see.

And you thought that you owed him
something.

You are the idiot, Palmer.

Lily is likely to face a disciplinary
hearing. You've already had one warning

yourself. If you have any sense of self
-preservation, you won't tie yourself to

him.

Get out.

So, come in.

Listen, we've got to finish this, Keith.
You and me. Look, I appreciate it,

but... I'm dead in the water. But you
won't be if we just thought this.

Together.

Hey there.

Come on, come on. You said it yourself.

Gemma Hastings, right? She moved here
from the Midlands.

She hardly knew anyone. Who'd she tell?

Close friends?

Family? She must have told one person
about Jason Parry. And then all we have

do is we just have to find that one
person.

The email address.

What? Kara's emails.

The blackmailer.

The email address might still be active.
We can use it to contact them.

We?

We.

Tell the blackmailer you know who they
are.

Say Gemma revealed their identity to
you. Tell them you're ready to meet

They'll believe you.

Right, so I'm the bait.

She told me.

Who the hell are you?

You know who I am.

How'd you get in here?

She still has your key.

You and I, we need to talk, Gareth.

She was upset.

Cried herself to sleep.

I heard her.

I felt bad.

So I asked her.

I asked her what was wrong.

Eventually, she pulled her heart out.

About you.

About your past.

About the wedding you never had.

She was very loyal to you.

She never told me your name.

I found it.

I mean, it took a little bit of digging.
Eventually, I found you on social

media.

Smiling face.

Why are you doing this to me?

I'm in a bad situation.

And I need money to get out of it.

You killed her. No.

No, no, it wasn't like that.

I never meant to hurt her.

Did you find out what I was doing?

With all the emails I'd written you.

What are you doing?

Why are you on my laptop, Gemma? But why
are you in my room?

Why are you in my room? I don't know
why. I don't know what you're doing.

I don't know what you're doing. You've
got a jail for that, do you know that?

Calm down.

Don't touch it on me. Gemma, please,
just calm down.

Wait a moment.

Gemma, give me your phone.

Follow me.

I was just trying to stop her. It just
happened in the moment.

I don't want to have to do this, Karen.

One click.

And I can tell the world.

Then you are Luke Natan's killer.

Do you understand what that would do?
That would mean an end to this.

An end to everything.

You would be persecuted forever.

Unless... Unless you give me the money
you promised me.

There's someone in the elevator.

You took her from me. And I loved her.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

A full confession.

Yes, sir.

Where is he now?

Down, sir. In the cell.

CPS have enough to charge him.

Well, congratulations.

Both of you.

Actually, it was Inspector Lindley who
solved it, sir.

There's still the matter of Leo Hodgson.

He's in recovery.

He isn't being charged with a crime.

But we'll pass on the information we
have to the anti -stalking unit.

And the person that attacked him?
Ongoing.

Forensics found a print on the left box,
sir.

Okay, very well. Dismissed. Sir.

Oh, Havers, could you wait behind a
moment?

I, uh... I thought you and I had an
understanding.

I thought we were together on this.

Will there be anything else, sir?

What was that about?

Nothing, don't worry about it.

Come on. Where are we going?

I reckon I owe you dinner and a pint.

I owe you one too.

We can talk for it.

Does it have to be one of your
pushplaces?

You choose.

Do whatever you want to.

You don't even have a roly -poly.