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I still have not buried my son.

Pushes Herbie Buttons hard. And when that bomb went off, her first thought

for Herbie's corpse.

Herbie! Not you. Shut up, you don't know what you're talking about. I better

knock off. She was a kid.

You did your best.

I'm sorry.

I can't imagine what it must be like being on your own with a baby.

Herb, can she?

Manny is an old John biological son. You didn't know.

My half is still a damn culture boy.

Is he coming back? Why?

He's the one that put me in that room.

The attitude's some proper scrubbers.

If this nugget's selling drugs, he's hardly inconspicuous.

Have you never heard of Paballoon Escobar?

We've got a likely pun for heading your way.

Yeah, can hear him rattling from here.

Look at that danky bird blocking the view.

She thinks she's clever.

Is that the gear?

Had to be.

Come in, you. Hold it there!

No!

The gate's on the balloons!

Come in. Sit down there.

Donna.

Donna. Shh.

What are we here for?

Well, our window's putting through.

It's a nice jacket. It's supposed to be reversible.

Come in.

You off your head, you.

Working for Nora Raptor. Are you on a run?

Get in the back.

Get in there. What do I put you on?

Shut up.

That Cathy's sister.

I know who's not telling Dinah.

In your brother's honour, and for your own sake, don't waste this one.

We've just hit on him with his crafters.

From Withington to Withenshaw.

You don't have to go down with her.

Well, I can't carry on living like this.

Come and talk to me, money.

You need to be listening for names, places, if he's chucking money around.

is, is it new currency or recycled cash? Any 50 notes?

Anything else?

Yeah. Countless credit cards for any week -out match or... None of this

compromises you. Talk such shit sometimes, Diana.

I'm not just trained observation.

You're always at it.

You're on a witch hunt. Me?

The both of you.

Based on a child's complaint of a relocation of care home. Hayley Blunt

mixed up her agencies. He's not even a social worker. I've just dropped her off

at the foster family who are looking after her sister. She's convinced Ewan's

influential.

Somehow Nora knew we had the values.

No, I'm not doing it. No, don't do it.

Right there.

Forget Hayley.

You're not prepared to go through with it, if only to help us rule them out.

Hi.

If you know what files you're looking for, this one's fine.

If you're ripping his whole laptop, you'll need this.

Where's the pocket?

His, uh, password.

Can he access all our computers?

He can access cheese on toast.

That's Carly.

Oh, wow.

What a stunner. Did you see her much? Yeah, more recently.

That's good.

You're doing something right. I'm just paying for horse riding lessons on

Tuesdays.

I'm still under the ethics committee, so... Well, for the affair.

Never an affair.

What about Christine Lickberg?

We're just colleagues.

So your wife didn't cite her in your divorce, then? She did, yeah.

Well done.

She also cited three other women I knew only in passing and apologised to them

all eventually.

So, what ethics are in scrutiny, then?

That is personal.

Oh, chill.

Sorry.

Sorry, mate, can I have the bag I came with? Not the coat, just the bag. Of

course, sir. Sorry, I've got some sports gear with me.

Back in a minute.

A five -year -old laptop. Not with you. It's what you're doing.

Dan, hang on.

Don't be silly.

I'm not punishing you.

I'm not used to being as blunt as this, but it's not that you're not right for

me. It's just... Cheerio.

Oh, dear.

Such a lie.

Half -lie.

Oh, I hear custody's full of Nora's infantry.

Well done.

Sorry, take this.

Mugshot raffle time, everyone.

Come on, Spike, get your mug shots copied. You're going to miss out.

Actually, there's a bit of a problem with that.

Oh, no, no, no, no, Spike.

Gloting is compulsory. Names on the back, scrap in the bin. So far, I've got

three unlicensed drivers, two cocaine dealers, one weed grower. And I've just

put the partridge in a birch tree.

The lad wants to meet.

Really well done.

Decommissioning this number of wet farts. will seriously impact on Nora.

mistake.

Come on, Spike.

I've been hearing all about your big book today.

Are you sitting?

You back on the gear?

Because that's the natural assumption when you share a bag of chips with a man

selling balloons.

Any needle flying round that house, Amy's going to be crawling soon.

I haven't even bought a wristband in five months.

Get that checked, detective.

That'll prove it.

Don't you worry.

I need you forecut.

I'll take care of Donna.

Late to sign us.

Do you know how much this is going to hurt her?

Nobody asked Diana to walk into her life. Hey, Malf.

As I recall, she didn't walk into your sister's life. She saved it.

I was in rehab when Alpha walked out.

I waited nearly a year to get into hospital and to work for Cleve. But I

because Kathy needed me.

Kathy rang only me.

What a crying shame.

You can lock her up again.

Listen, I think I was overcompensating earlier.

On the way here, I was like, don't talk work, don't talk work, and then I just

hit you with a full personal inventory.

You've no right to thank for that.

She just seems to be all we're working on. She's more my dreams than not

recently. How about you?

I've higher priorities.

Yeah, not so high, but 85 % of them somehow just trace back to the bloody

But we'll still be sweeping up more out of shit when we're all dead.

So, you're the kid from over there who decided to polish up and serve the

I'm good at this.

No, er... I come from that way.

I'm the posher -than -shit kid trying to put it to good use.

No, you're kidding me.

I could check.

You know I will.

My dad died well off.

But mum earned her own money. And what's your mum think of you slumming it with

us lot then?

She's put me back together.

Stuck me back in a deciminiatron.

She knows that's where I'm supposed to be.

I like the sound of your mum.

She'll be sick of hearing about you.

Have you looked at the charger?

Wherever her thumb pulls.

You asking me for favours with Donna?

No, I am not.

He might get.

Blame the bugger.

CPS reckon it's 50 -50 for conspiracy to supply the stick.

Where are the funds?

Custody? Yes, ma 'am? Can you release Donna Calvert? But not till the morning.

Let her suffer.

Look what I just got off Ewan's laptop.

Lauren McGee, burnt to death aboard an orator's vape shop, was living in Forest

Walk care home, even though she had an auntie in Rhyl who said she could live

with her.

Well, it makes sense. She wanted to be close to her dad, who was a war veteran,

who was vulnerable. But according to a social worker, Lauren did want to go.

Check out this email from a very persuasive Ewan Murray.

This is me.

Right. Afraid I'm low on coffee.

I'm not that presumptuous.

I've really enjoyed myself.

I'm guessing there's nothing glaring to report.

No. He spends what he can. We went hard.

He loves what he does. He says what he thinks. And he's a lot more honest than

we are.

Each of the five victims had the decision on which care home they were

influenced by Ewan.

Is that not his job?

Hang on.

Have you been through his stuff already?

Ryan Hartwood, Kyle Lockwood, Laura McGee, Brian Lee Holland and Damon

all now dead, were moved from other sites into care homes within Nora Atta's

catchment area.

And these three were moved despite advice they'd benefit from close

family members.

Moved by Ewan.

What, three's a pattern?

It's good enough for me.

Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you.

Here's one I prepared earlier.

Ryan Parkwood, bright kid, Doncaster, shifted to Brookway Care Home in

Manchester. He was gifted at maths.

And? And one of the counsellors at Brookway was a retired maths professor,

Ryan had specialist tuition for free.

That's what Ewan does for a living. He tries to make a difference.

You know what? I'm terrified for him.

This could be any of us.

It occurred to you that Nora wants them cutting each other's teeth out? Joyce.

I just can't afford to let people tell me what to think anymore.

And I've seen what you two can do when you gang up on people.

I need help in reception.

Absolutely shit, Thornberry.

Don't worry, I'll go.

Well, then explain it to me!

This is Detective Sergeant Joy Frears.

I understand that your daughter hasn't come home. She didn't arrive at her

mother's. Is there anywhere else? She's been abducted.

Mr Hidslott, there's a big difference between somebody going missing and being

taken against their will. No, it doesn't happen.

She always tells us where she is, who she's with.

She never said she was coming to me. She's with a paedophile.

What's the matter with you?

She's been missing since exactly when, Ella? Since she left school. We've been

talking for three weeks.

Er, do you want to just follow me, please? Sally, here's lot 15. Went

last night, supposedly en route to her mother's house in Newell Green.

At 16 .45, Sally boards a bus at East Didbury, but not in the right direction.

17 .05, she disembarks at Chiltern, and then five minutes later, the last

sighting, on Rose Stone Walk, close to Bluebell Woods.

Now, for the last three weeks, Bolly's been engaged in actually explicit

conversations with Vincent Jepson, 32, no previous.

You know you're getting old when the paedophile books are young. All right,

random snippets of chat between Sally and Jep. Just to give you a flavour, if

you could pass these little biédoux down to the back of the class, you will all

see that young Sally is definitely no angel. Mouth like a stinking sewer.

What's with the felt tip? To prove the chat isn't a thing by the police.

The groom asked the girl to write a name to guarantee she's a real individual in

real time.

Yes, well, disturbingly, Sally has had sexually graphic conversations with...

five other nonces over the last year. What is wrong with that? Latest contact

with East Chalmers three months back.

Whereas she only gave Jackson her address four days ago and ominously

his second day off work.

Attic, cellar, garage, wardrobe, every nook and cranny of this fucker's world

turned inside out.

I told you she was 15.

Just two comments of a sexual nature to a child under 16 constitutes grooming.

And you made over 200.

More incriminating is that you didn't once ask Sally to desist with her

suggestions.

Cornish pasties and Eccles cakes, but you try defining consent in adult.

This schoolgirl said she was on all fours in her gym knickers and asked you

come round to choose which orifice to stick a dildo into.

I know you were tempted.

Yeah, but that don't mean I'm going to go through with it, does it?

What does your wife think about this? On the non -special, I was looking more

Polanski than Savant. His alibi's holding up.

Freeze it back, but we are way past the third 24.

Okay, from the conversations, it looks like these four arranged to meet Sally.

I think she actually went through with it, though.

That's not the issue.

There's a pattern regardless.

Each of them goes to ground immediately after the final contact when they've

agreed a date and time to get together.

But sex offenders re -offend, so why aren't they hanging around online? Yes,

another filthy fucker's firewall breach.

Uncle Finbar chatted with Sally in February.

Real name, Fintan Coily.

Collared for sniffing a girl's hair and reeling one off underneath an ice cream

van outside Salmonwood Primary in 2010.

Who said romance is dead?

Oh, hang on.

Oh, no.

It's a false alarm.

Tampering in Pattaya, back Friday, via Heathrow. Well, at least you'll have a

surprise waiting.

Right, Bimba, you have a positive idea. Oh, I love you.

Meet me at Sally's dad's garage.

Sounds like the walls can talk.

Yeah. I am right there.

Right. Oh, yeah.

So, is this exclusively the dad's garage, then?

Yeah, well, all the madman's mechanic shit.

He's had it customised once along custody so he can work from home.

So, I declare a captive and elbow brief.

for a thorough scrub.

And press magnolia so you can feel the grizzly deed.

But... is there any kick in the jacks and bollocks?

There's blood everywhere you look.

He must have slung her about like a slaughtered chicken.

Fucking dad

And

this

is just the top of black man for walking through your house.

I'm hoping there's still three in the wardrobe.

Take your pick.

You need to tune in.

She's talking about mergers. She's bitten off more than she can chew.

Specifically?

Nigerians.

Right, nothing's been agreed. She's made no investments.

So you get nothing from me now that touches her.

GPS number?

It might be interesting to set that shipment.

What's your interest in this money?

These people eat our life.

And me.

And you.

And this is going to cost me what?

You tell me what it's worth when you find it.

If you do.

Add my way, we'd fry balls while we wait for DNA.

Add it your way, you couldn't lead us to the body. You nugget.

Oh, yeah, right, mate.

Oscars or what?

You sure he doesn't know we're coppers?

Back? Yep.

Your father's going to need a new goalie tonight.

Manny Atter has made the first strike against his mother.

Go and get him.

Yes, ma 'am.

Right, Sally has a lot. I spoke to her dive -fast manager.

Three incidents of violent conduct at his previous job. I'd say, to me, he

self -employed just so he can look after his daughters.

What if we find out she's an internet porn sensation, washes out,

kills her?

Could be.

Although there's a lot of blood for a beating, I've got my hand.

What are you doing later?

I'll punt for your drink and I do a mean Lambolti.

Why are we celebrating?

There's been a breakthrough on Nora Atta.

Look, do you really think that any of the low life that Spike's route took

be able to penetrate Nora's defences?

Confessions of them grooming care home kids on her behalf might.

Eight o 'clock.

You were right about Ewan.

Come on.

always told me I was gullible.

You were blindsided for a few days, love.

Some get it wrong a whole lot longer.

Since when did homelessness become a festival?

I'll be with him.

Explain to me why we trust in money, Atta.

Because Viv trusts money.

And we trust Viv.

Turn around.

Oi! Do we throw shit in your garden?

Go with it.

Is it banded?

Band's right.

It couldn't be more timely.

A year's gonna regret taking the piss out of me.

Hi.

Shitty off -licence, but the man says it is perfect with lamp.

Come in.

Thanks.

Ah, thanks for having me round.

What's this?

Rehearsal for Miss Friday Street.

Your job is to protect them.

Trespassing's an order.

But a late -night rendezvous with Maniaca puts you right up shit creek.

You've got this so wrong.

Maybe we have.

Either way, we arrest you now, and the SRs have you back in their position by

midnight, or you play along till we figure out how to deal with this, and I

guarantee your safety.

Pat them down, John.

What's this really negative you tell me

When

you

think you've seen everything get him out of here John

Mum, I... No, I don't want to hear that that was for my benefit, that I'd been

stymied by protocol or anti -corruption with their box ticking.

Which it takes forever to clear. And how many more lives have you ruined in the

meantime? Any investigation of a fellow officer goes through me.

Never do that again.

Understood.

You must feel like getting twatted even more than I do.

You in?

I'm in.

It's Ollie's dad?

Yeah, he was handing out leaflets till midnight. He got drunk in some dive down

Piccadilly, fell asleep in his car.

And now he's back to giving flyers, please.

DNA results.

There's three different blood samples in that garage. Three? And Sally is the

one. Three blood samples identified.

All with previous to sex offenses.

We've found Sally's on the pre -depart.

It's locked up.

What are you doing?

Hell of a first hurdle, sugar.

These are transcripts of conversations you had over a three -week period with

Solly Hislop, then aged 14, in March.

It's your name, Gregory.

We can prove this is you right now.

Interesting location for arrangers to have to do that. Don't make us pull your

kegs down.

But I didn't meet her.

Which we wondered about.

On the date that you had arranged to meet, you were admitted to Withenshaw

Infirmary with a broken eye socket.

I fell down the stairs.

So, that hospital visit's not in any way connected to your blood being

splattered all over the floor of Salisbury's garage. I've been a blood

You never know what happens to that stuff, do you? Even thinking about Sally

Breach is your probation.

So stop talking about her, then.

Dirty nuns got off lucky.

You're meant to be looking for Sally.

We've just talked to Gregory Munson.

Scottish Gregory.

Sounds like he had a right surprise when he turned up for his date.

That's the least he deserved.

Captain Bareback. Married. Two teenage daughters.

Moston.

Harry's child, divorced, pregnant girlfriend, three -bed semi in Simply.

And Sally had nothing to do with it? She hated it.

So you wrote on your own daughter's flesh?

But vigilantism, it compromises evidence, Gary. You haven't the money to

investigate, never mind prosecute.

Go on, how many of these were already known to you?

Nailed on, Gregory's got previous.

The intention was to put him on YouTube.

So why didn't you? Scottish Gregory turned up.

Licking his lips.

Cheek wine and sweaty snout in a plastic bag like a picnic.

So you hit him? With everything I had.

You know who's got it.

It's not Jepson. It has to be. Why not one of the others?

Would you come back? And the one who didn't turn up?

You gave him your address.

What if he came and took her away thinking that's what she wanted?

to the train spotting guy to rattling baghead, you've got a right workout

looming.

Nausea, abdominal pain, sweating, faking, agitation, hallucinations,

Isn't it time you gave me some idea of what you think I've done?

You?

Sifted vulnerable children into locations within Nora Adam's catchment

All that from a meeting to buy some gear.

Now, we assume that you procured the children for Nora. What was Manny's

involvement?

Lickberg begged me to come to your armpit at the station because nobody

the passion and commitment to run the unit like me.

I turned down two promotions to stay in child protection.

and to have access to a supply of vulnerable children.

How many other kids have you steered into Nora's arms?

Looks like we're in for the long haul here, Jonah. What's the scrum like, Gus?

Sully said everything we typed comes on his computer at the same time.

He does love you.

He fought for you both in court.

My little girl's dad didn't even try.

I don't listen outside her room.

My dad did that.

Did you have boys in there?

Sometimes more than one.

Once, he stayed upstairs for three days.

He said she wouldn't come back down until he put our bedroom doors back on

we got our phones back.

Sally said that she'd get me another phone as well.

Two phones?

Well done, Dinah.

Jason! Sally!

I'll pay as you go in the lining of the school bag. See if it's live.

And don't ring it.

She's tied up in some stinking cellar. We'll need every advantage.

Right, go. Go.

Police!

Don't move!

Found her!

Right, we've found Sally Haslott.

She's down here.

Is this about the...

It's not us.

She's just a mate. She's got nothing to do with it.

How come he's nothing like the spot he constipated smackhead's eye, Nick?

Robbing old lady's bingo money.

Spare any change, Miss Stock?

Looks respectable.

Holds down a good job.

How does a pretty boy from a privileged background... Ended up sticking this

shit in his hand in the first place.

Medic mate at uni, had access to pure grade opiates.

Graduated, moved on.

Stayed clean for the next 12 years.

So, forgive me, but what made you start again?

Pressure of the job?

Oh, the system.

The depravity, the wasted lives.

Throw in a failing marriage and that's a volatile combination.

Guess so.

And now Manny owns you.

Your girlfriend's just found Sally his lot.

Yes.

Will you tell her I'm sorry?

Dad, I'm so sorry. It's not your word, baby. Come here.

I swear I was coming back tonight.

I don't know what else to do to make you stop.

Ella can't go through that.

They're saying about two years, but it could be eight, it could be nine months.

Say two years, Ben.

Let's make it safer.

Guys, we're asking you to leave us all at home.

Do not ask us for anything.

Anything at all.

Looks like Ewan wants to talk.

I bet he does.

M6. Scousers. Five kilos of coke in a container of nappies.

And you bring the nappies?

Where's Amy?

Moking crack in a cot.

She's upstairs.

You got a new fridge?

Cheap finance.

Donna told me about yesterday.

Your bad news is old news.

Wasted journey.

What a shame.

Crystal meth in the top cupboard, cocaine in the shed, and I swept any

under the rug.

Amy should be safe. Apart from the passive skunk smoke.

I know from Mariah's diner she's not on the gear.

And I thought she was a matter of time with the company she keeps.

When Alpha disappeared, so did everything that we had in the bank.

If it wasn't for Donna, I don't know how we'd have coped. I offered to help. And

she appreciates it. But getting Cathy back on her feet helped me get back on

mine.

We're sisters.

It's what we do.

How's your Tessa?

Hormonal.

Deodorant, shaved legs, sending me under.

Couple more years, she'll be your mate again.

Prince Charming here is on the verge of shedding all his guilty secrets. I

thought you might like to share the moment.

I need to call Carly.

She's expecting me.

Thank you.

This is my daughter.

Hi, sweet pea. It's Dad.

Things are a bit busy at work, so Mum's going to have to take you riding.

I love you.

Bye.

I bet she's going to be so proud of her dad.

37. 37 what?

Kids.

Do you remember their names? I'd leave my files for them all.

All to the attas?

How many sweatshops does Nora operate?

It's many.

Just that one.

Yeah, Nora knows what happened there.

Two of those kids had a doll. No, they were just giving credit cards.

You really believe that? Yeah.

You can take that as a reminder.

Thank you. It's not a favour. I hope it cripples you!

Now is the time to tell everything.

Roland Berry.

Who's that?

He's 14, stayed at Forest Walk.

What about him?

Three weeks ago, Manny asked me to adjust his record.

Why?

Who knows the mayor?

This is April Hotel, Airborne Shopper, armed response, ASAP.

Stuart, you stay down in the lobby for tasks.

Eh?

What is happening, Stuart?

I want reinforcement for this hotel.

This gimp is going to be more protected than the truth about Lady Di's ginger

one.

Roland Berrett, 14, lived at Forest Walk Care Home.

Need backup to the City Saver Inn in Manchester.

We'd make a good team at Guantanamo.

Oh, bringing me in isn't what made him admit the name.

I wasn't there.

Oh, and Carly's photo. A masterstroke. Blurred him. No, he was too relaxed

the phone call. Calm, even.

Hang on, it's Wednesday.

Horse riding Tuesday. She doesn't go riding tonight.

He didn't call Carly.

It was the morning. He must have called Manny. Quick!

Yoga! Yoga!

Yoga! Lewis!

Unlock this door!

Where is it? It's locked in the bathroom.

Open up! Bridget!

I need an ambulance.

It's been opened up. There's a person saving him.

Nick can't play anything.

That wasn't an overdose.

That was money.

No, it's really not, ma 'am.

There is support information available online, the usual place, channel4 .com

slash support.

Nine o 'clock tomorrow night, solo missions into Morocco, the final test,

interrogations will make or break a spy.

Next tonight, women brought to the brink of murder and see it through, the whys,

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