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I thought he was found by one of the show folk. An older guy, Elijah

Where is he? You've just passed him, sir. We've got a man on him. She was

under a pile of rubble. There's not much chance of prints, I'm afraid.

Looks like she was strangled. Your name?

Yeah, Shelley Steen. Father reported her missing last night. That figures. She's

been dead between six and ten hours.

And there are marks on her clothes as if she was dragged across the ground.

So she's been murdered somewhere else and brought here?

Probably. Well, I've had problems with this lot before.

Oh, a petty crime.

Not as bad as this.

You can't just assume it was one of them.

All right, you pay and inform the parents.

Stuart.

Supposed to be treated as a suspect.

Just routine, Mr Buckland.

We need you to make a statement, that's all.

Thought twice about phoning.

He did the right thing.

Remains to be seen.

Mr Buckland, what time did you find the body?

About seven.

And what were you doing there at that time in the morning?

I go for a walk at that time every day.

And somebody can verify that?

You could ask my family.

Don't expect you'll believe them.

Did you know the girl?

Seen her around the shows.

We get a lot of teenagers.

And you remember all of them?

Mr Buckland did phone us to report the body.

Ah, very public -spirited.

All right, Mr. Buckland.

Come down the station and give us a full statement.

I'm sorry about this, Mr. Buckland.

What's getting to you today?

Nothing.

I just think... What?

I tell you, this is it this time.

Once she's back, she's in her room for a year.

If she comes back... She's got to learn, Carol.

A bit of discipline, that's what she needs.

Then that'd be right up your street.

What do you say?

Nothing.

Got anything else to say?

Mr Steen.

You found her?

Can we come in?

Where did they find her?

The wasteland.

Down near the shores.

Is that significant?

Stupid petition.

What did I say?

What did I tell you?

Police.

I can see that.

Let's ask a few questions.

I'll see to it.

Who are you?

Noah Buckland.

Elijah's son.

What about it?

You know why we're here?

We don't know anything.

Elijah told us that he saw the victim, Shelley, around the shows.

What if he did?

Was she here last night?

Samuel!

My lad.

He'd have seen her if she was here.

That lass, was she here last night?

Never saw her.

Anything else?

Did you know Shelley?

Just saw her with the mates.

What about you lot?

Somebody must have seen something.

Get a bag. Bring the lot of them in.

Sir, I suggest we do the interviews down here.

Do you now?

Over here.

I just feel we need to find a way past their suspicions.

We're not going to do that, hauling them down to the station.

If you've got an opinion, you give it to me in private, not in front of an

audience. You understand?

Yes, sir.

You do that once more and you'll be out in your arse, OK?

What you have to understand are these people are a bunch of chancers. They'll

take advantage of you.

What do you mean, these people? You know what I mean.

All I can see are people.

Movement. Last night.

What do you see?

Usual crowd.

Some strangers.

Usual. Anyone you recognise?

Some familiar faces.

That's all I know, you see. Faces.

Don't know the people.

And you didn't see Shelley?

Not that I know of.

Who told you she was dead?

Father. Found her.

Is that it?

Did you know Shelley, Gina? She doesn't know anything.

Let her speak for herself.

There was a big bunch of them.

Used to hang about the waltzes.

Did you ever talk to them?

Not allowed.

Why is that?

Isn't it obvious?

Gina, we need to know Shelley's movement.

Anything you can remember about last night would be helpful.

I was at the pictures.

What did you see?

My daughter is not a liar, Detective.

Same story with Samuel Buckland.

Well, your approach certainly was.

They're just suspicious of the police.

Hardly surprising the way they've been treated.

My heart bleeds for them.

So how do we get them to talk?

They have to earn their trust.

Good luck to you, chum.

Well, Harry Steen's been battling with the show folk for years.

Petitions, protests.

Some kind of revenge killing. Yeah, there's a possibility.

Why now?

Well, things have come to head. I mean, this latest petition has around 300

names on it.

Talk to some of the names on the list.

Find out what they really think of these show folk.

Shelley Steen had her mobile.

There was a text message on it.

Meet me at the shows at 2am.

She was lured, though.

Who sent the message?

It was a pay -as -you -go phone. No registered account.

Strange thing is, it wasn't Shelley's phone.

It belonged to Sarah Donnelly.

Many times have I told you to stay away from that lot.

That lot?

What do you know about that lot?

I know they're nothing but trouble.

Sarah, why did Shelley have your phone?

Erm, hers ran out of money.

She had to borrow it.

Why is that important?

There was a text message on the phone.

Possibly from the killer.

Do you hear that?

Do you hear that?

What was the message?

I was asking to meet up at the fairground at two in the morning.

Is that something you've done before?

She's always hanging about that place. I've told her.

So what's the attraction?

Nothing. Just a place we go.

Look, there is obviously some pervert living in that place.

Who's we, Vera?

Me and Sally.

Some others.

No signs of any sexual attack.

No obvious motive, then? No, but these marks here, old bruises, fading, made

some time ago.

Could have been a fall, or maybe a beating.

Sorry for the inconvenience.

We're used to it.

I bet you've signed a few statements in your time.

I can see why they made you a detective.

Have you ever been charged?

I thought you kept records.

I didn't check.

I thought I'd let you speak for yourself.

Just once.

I bought a radio off a man in a pub.

Cash job, no proof.

Turned out he'd been nicked. And they charged you with stealing it?

They tried.

I had an alibi for the time of the robbery, so they tried to say I knew it

Nick when I bought it.

Which, of course, he didn't.

Never crossed my mind.

Cup of tea?

Shelley's body is covered in old bruises.

Could Harry's team strike you as the violent type?

Do you think he'd beat his own daughter?

I thought we were working on a theory that Sarah Donnelly was the target.

Well, we don't know that for certain.

Other folk might have known that Shelley Steen had Sarah's phone, including her

dad.

We're lacking a motive. Right now, Harry Steen's all we've got.

Get back to him.

Ask him about those bruises.

Anne, did you ever have any problems with Shelley?

Problems? With her behaviour.

She was a teenager.

Did you have to keep her in hand?

Bit of discipline?

What are you saying?

There were bruises on her body, Mr Steen.

Old bruises.

How did she get them?

Do you see this?

What did I tell you?

Can you tell me how she got them?

How I chose to bring up my daughter is my business, okay?

Did you beat Shelley, Mr Sten?

My daughter is lying in a mortuary and you come here to ask me that?

Well, she got the bruiser from somewhere.

Listen.

You think what you like.

I know who did this, and if you don't get it sorted, I will.

You see, your problem is one of history.

The divide between us and the rest.

Isn't that your problem?

Well, maybe in part, but it's a question of injustice.

A crime happens, a theft, some damage to property. Where do you always come

first?

Is it any wonder we don't feel much like talking to the law?

There's only one law of the land.

You have to live by it like everyone else.

Yeah, but if you can't trust one law, you have to make one of your own.

There's an example.

Your grandson.

Aye. Good lad.

Headstrong, though.

He's supposed to marry Gina.

One of us, Sir Mitchell's daughter.

An arranged marriage.

It's a tradition.

Part of our law.

Now, they've known each other all their lives, and that's the best start you can

have. You won't find much divorce with us.

What about love?

Is it all it's cracked up to be?

It was for me.

What was her name?

It was a he.

Ah.

He's gone now?

Yeah.

That's love, boy.

Syrah? Syrah?

Syrah!

Where is she?

Built one of the caravan windows.

Made a general nuisance of himself. A nuisance?

There's only one thing gets me out in the middle of the night, mate.

And it's not you.

Sarah's missing.

And I know this lot get something to do with it.

You found her?

Not yet.

Are you here at the fairground?

Yeah, we're checked, but there's no sign of her.

When did you last see her, Rob?

She was there.

When I went out to the pub, she was watching the telly.

Where does she keep her clothes?

Her clothes?

In the drawer.

There's a chest of drawers in her room.

Well, it's empty.

Did she give any indication she might be leaving home?

She wouldn't leave me.

Why's that?

Since her mother died two years ago, me and Sarah, it's brought us closer.

She wouldn't leave me.

So, why did you attack Mr Buckland's caravan?

There's a boy I've seen her with.

Samuel.

That's why she's always hanging about the show.

He's always at her.

Bothering her.

Jackie.

C .B. Unbuckle's got a car.

Sir.

You okay?

I'm here. And so are you.

Do you have any idea how much I love you?

We'll be okay.

Won't wait.

Head down.

Alright. I'm serious, head down.

Okay, thanks.

The car's been spotted.

Where? Outside the registry office.

Oh, great.

remember Mr. Donnelly? Yeah, I know, I know.

No, I don't.

You're too late.

I went to work with my daughter.

She's my wife now.

Look at this.

How did you make her do this?

I didn't.

What's he done to you?

My decision.

You can't do this to me.

I can't spend my life looking after you, Dad.

Is that how it is?

I need my own life.

Aye, but is it me and you, eh?

We're a team, Sarah. You said it yourself, eh?

Not now.

No, no, come on.

Well, homie, we can talk about this, eh?

No, Dad.

No.

It doesn't look like worth it to me.

Yeah, but we need to be sure.

I want him charged.

Kidnap. That's all.

Listen, if you just leave a finger in her... Look, they're both over 16, Mr

Donner. They haven't broken the law. No!

He has forced her into this.

No matter what she says.

You've got to do something about this.

So, who proposed to who?

It was me.

I think you found it was me.

Once I've given you a shove.

There you go. Forced me into it.

Please help me.

And she's violent. You'd better write that down.

What are your plans now?

I can put my name on the housing list.

Find somewhere rented first.

You do realise the sort of problems this might cause between your people's

family and some of the locals.

There nothing wrong?

We know that.

But we need a favour.

If you could just give it a wee bit of time just to let things calm down.

You can't keep us apart.

No.

But you can see our problem.

It's up to you.

I suppose we've got to get a place first.

There's no harm in letting the folks get used to it.

I suppose.

Oh, would you look at that pout.

By the way, congratulations.

Thank you.

This could really kick things off between the show folk and the locals.

I don't know. I have the opposite effect.

And I might develop a liking for quiche.

Well, I've had it planned for weeks.

No coercion, true love.

Makes for bloody wars.

True love's all fine and well.

We've still got a dead girl in our hands, and I want to know how and if

connected. How are you doing with your nice guy routine?

Strangely enough, sir, it seems to be working.

All right, take Samuel home. Keep at him.

This phone business.

If Sarah was the intended target, then she still is.

You can go hot and bothered once that's sorted.

Hot and bothered?

Has it been that long, Jackie?

Go easy on your dad.

It's a hard time for him.

Just wish Samuel was here.

You'll be together soon.

Yeah.

You're not getting a wee bit romantic with all of this?

How many times in your life do you get a chance to find the right thing?

Including you, about 40 times.

I bet they're compatible.

So will you stay around here?

So what, running?

Your dad'll come after you.

Once he sees that we're serious, once he sees that we're happy, you know?

What about Gina?

I don't love Gina.

I thought you had rules about these things.

Old -fashioned nonsense, no?

What happens if you break them?

I know it's supposed to happen, but I'm not going to let it happen.

Sit.

Good.

Anyone hurt?

No, it's nothing.

Thanks.

Saw a fire in the distance.

Wanted to see what it was.

It was started deliberately.

Shame.

Mr Steen,

you have a grievance.

You were in the area.

Proves nothing.

Now you listen to me.

I'm giving you an official warning.

Stay away from that fairground, do you understand?

Perfectly.

Heard you got married.

I did.

Why?

Love.

You don't love me?

Not in that way, no.

Okay.

Hey, you'll be okay.

I know.

Is this where I last died?

Aye.

Well, Sarah died.

No.

Not if I can help it.

You go back now, Jane.

Okay.

What are you doing here?

Thinking. About what?

Maybe I can help you, Sam.

You can't.

Noah.

Is it true what they're saying?

Damn it.

Apparently so.

What are you going to do?

I've spoken to Samuel.

And?

It'll be okay.

It's not what he told our Gina.

I said it'll be okay.

I don't go back on my word.

You better.

You know what to take here.

Don't worry.

I can make up the dowry.

I wasn't talking about the money.

I've got something for you.

What is it?

Your mum wanted you to have it on your wedding day.

Her wedding ring?

Oh, Dad.

You know I love you, don't you?

I know. And only one was best for you, right?

Here.

Try it on.

I think it goes in the other hand.

I've got Samuel's ring there.

Aye, but room for two, eh?

I thought that... Sarah, it's what your mum would have wanted.

There.

It's perfect.

She could see us now.

Right.

A couple of pints and I'll be back for my tea, eh?

Dad. Just a couple.

I promise.

What's wrong with Gina?

Nothing. She's just not for me.

You've known her all your days.

I didn't pick her.

She's perfect for you.

Mum, I want to be with Sarah.

She's no wife for you. It's my decision and I've made it. No.

Not your decision.

My decision.

And I say different.

You're too late.

They proved it. Aye.

I watch it prove now.

I think that makes a difference to me.

me son there's an honor involved here and a dowry long paid i don't care

would you have me kill me only son would you

What are those two doing together?

Like they're hatching something?

Maybe Steen's enlisting Donnelly to the cause.

Could have a war on.

Should take them in.

Having to charge those?

Oh, they're splitting up.

All right.

Let's see what Donnelly leads us.

So what's he doing here?

Guilty conscience.

He was on his knees, in tears.

Maybe realising what he's done.

Why would Donnelly want to kill Shelley?

Maybe he thought the show folk would get the blame.

That might turn Sarah against him.

That's all we need.

A public riot in our hands.

Sir, I've got an idea.

What am I doing here?

What were you doing at the murder scene last night?

I was drunk.

Wedge brought on an attack of the guilt.

What? We get drunk.

Bang.

Reality kicks in.

You're accusing me?

What were you doing there, Mr Donnelly?

I was drunk.

I don't know why I went there.

I was just thinking.

I can't imagine, you know, if it had been her.

What were you talking about with Harry Steen?

Nothing, just drunk talk.

About the show folk?

No.

About Samuel and Sarah? No.

Mr Buckland, take a seat.

What's he doing here?

Well, it would appear if you've got a situation in your hands.

Your kids are married.

Not in my eyes. I know in mine.

A little sugary and something.

Now, legally, there's nothing you can do to stop the kids being together.

If you ignore it, they'll take off and you might never see them again.

Is that what you want?

They can live with me.

I'll take the last in.

You think I'd let my daughter live with likes of you?

What's that supposed to mean?

No daughter of mine's going to live like a tramp.

You want to watch your mouth, Donnelly? I'd die before I let her anywhere near

you. That can be arranged.

Enough.

Samuel belongs with me and Pharaoh with me.

Know this, Phil.

You'll lose it, Rob.

It's said I have any other friends.

A group of them used to hang out here.

You could take your pick.

Sarah's different.

How do you mean different?

I know. It's like I'll always know that.

She's just natural. It feels right.

What did your dad have to say about it all?

He'll come round.

Did anyone else know that you and Sarah were getting married?

Like you?

Your dad?

The Mitchells?

Nobody knew.

Any friends of Sarah's? Did you know them?

I knew the Piefers, not the Nimes.

Sarah never mentioned their names.

Um, Angie...

Mary, I don't know.

Who the hell cares?

Good work.

So what's the score with the, er, show folk?

Still working on them. Nothing to report?

Takes time, sir.

Who you been talking to?

Samuel and his grandfather Elijah.

There seems to be something about a way of law. They have rules about marriage,

about marrying their own kind.

Do you think this marriage thing's got something to do with Shelley's murder?

That's a big leap to make.

Well, what if one of these show folk found out about Samuel and Sarah's

then killed Shelley thinking she was Sarah? Sir?

Any joy?

Well, practically came to blows.

Well, this isn't the bloody social work department.

Anything on Harry Steen?

There's no record, but Stuart found this report from years back.

His wife accused him of assault.

She later withdrew the allegation.

So maybe you went too far this time.

No, forensics found nothing at the fire.

Jackie. He'd become a quiet one with his wife, on her own.

You'd better come in here.

Thanks, me.

Look, Harry's going to be back at any minute.

Did that worry you?

Well, he'll only be pleased about me speaking to you.

What will he do about it?

I know what you're going to ask me.

About the time I reported him.

He beat you up?

We had a row.

I lost it big time and that was it.

I checked.

You ended up in hospital?

We fight all the time.

I give as good as I get.

No, I've seen the way you look at him.

You seem scared.

I'm not scared.

What about Shelley?

He wouldn't have dared lay a finger on Shelley.

So it's never crossed your mind that he might have done it?

No.

So what about the bruises? How did she get them?

Look, I don't know.

Why are you defending him, Carol?

He's a hard man.

And sometimes he's a terrible man.

I know that.

But he would never have killed Shelley.

Look, please, you're going to have to go.

What are you doing here?

I was just having a word with your wife.

What about?

What have you been saying?

I was just asking you about Shelley's friends.

She wanted some names, Harry, that was all.

There's only one name you need.

That's Buckland.

Thanks very much for your help.

Yeah, she admitted he was violent, but she's still defending him to the hilt.

Battered wife syndrome.

Or maybe the truth.

I've got something.

The text message that lured Shelley to the fairground. What about it? It was

sent from her own phone.

Take a look in there.

Where's her phone, McChristine? I've told you, I've no idea.

Did you dump it somewhere?

I've had enough of this.

We've just lost our daughter and I've had nothing but shit from you lot. I've

even told you who's responsible.

Well, we only have your word for that.

Where's your sense of decency?

Listen, I'm just doing my job, following the law.

Well, I'm sorry to get in the way of your precious law, but I want you out

I'm phoning my solicitor.

You leave us in peace to mourn our daughter.

It's nice here.

I used to bring you here when you were a baby.

I don't remember that.

I've spoken to Buckland.

I've told him Samuel can stay with us.

What did he say?

Oh, it doesn't matter.

That's how it's going to be, I've decided.

Not enough, Dad.

We need to make a life for ourselves.

Sarah, you're still just a lassie. What do you know about life?

Enough to know that I won't spend the rest of it with the man I love. Man?

He's not a man.

Look, Sarah, can't you see that I've got a responsibility to you?

And to your mum now that she's not here.

It's up to me to make sure that you do the right thing. And believe me, Sarah,

this is not the right thing.

This has got nothing to do with me or doing the right thing.

This is all about you.

Look, why won't you listen to me? Because I'm not mum.

You ground her into the grave and you won't do the same to me.

You know I loved your mother.

You made her life a misery.

You can't deny it.

Oh, I can't.

I can't.

What is this?

Is this some sort of revenge for how you think I might have treated Mum?

No.

It's me trying to make a life for myself.

Why did you move the ring?

Didn't look right.

I'm Samuel's wife, not yours.

What?

I've got me cooking for you, cleaning for you, you give me a wedding ring.

What next?

No, no, no, Sarah.

No, Sarah, you can't think.

What can I say?

No, Sarah, don't.

So what do you think will happen with your dad?

How do you mean?

Do you think he'll ever accept Sarah?

He'll have to, won't he?

Then what if he doesn't?

It's his problem.

How far will he go, Samuel?

Look, he can live by his rules. I'll live by mine, all right? Did he kill

Shelley thinking it was Sarah?

What?

You want me to betray my own father?

If you know something, you better tell me.

That's your law.

It's not mine.

He killed her, didn't he?

Look, I don't know who killed Shelley. All I know is that I want to be with

Sarah. What's wrong with that? Samuel, what's wrong with it?

Samuel, come away.

No!

Tell him that he can't stop me from... Tell him!

But it's supposed to be the law.

Jackie, somebody's just used Shelley's phone.

The signal came from the area of the fairground.

So why won't Noah let Samuel move in with Sarah?

Are you sure that's what they want?

It's a solution.

Well, Noah can be a stubborn man once his mind is set.

Surely he has to find a compromise.

What you don't understand is that we see the world in a different way.

In our law, the parents decide what happens.

That's not so different.

What's different is tradition.

And I know you'll say you have tradition too, but... will you be prepared to die

for it?

DS Reid.

Yeah, we're on our way.

Where? An incident reported at Raddawn this March. Are you turning away?

It's okay.

It's okay. Just try and calm down and tell me what's happened.

Right to the left, sir.

Are we just going to take that?

What are you going to do about it?

He'd... We'd had an argument.

I said some things.

What kind of things?

Bad things.

I didn't really mean them.

I just... And then you walked out?

He was fine.

He was fine when I left him.

Where did you go?

I went to my pals.

Andrews.

How long were you away for?

I don't know.

Five, maybe six hours.

He phoned me when I was at Andrews.

He was phoning round looking for me. I came back and he was...

There were pills on the table.

It's my fault.

Sarah, your dad didn't kill himself.

What?

Your father was strangled.

But the pills?

The pills didn't kill him.

Somebody got to him first.

What exactly is this place?

It's just somebody we use as a shelter.

You can stay here until we finish with the flat.

I'll come in with you. They're expecting us. It's okay.

I can do it myself.

I'm fine.

Are you sure?

Did Samuel give you that?

My dad gave me it.

It was my mother's.

It's a shame she's not here now.

I don't think she'd approve.

No, you don't know that.

What do you think?

Have we done the right thing?

Sarah, I'm not the right person to ask.

Are you married?

I'm divorced.

So I'm no expert.

Did you love him?

I did.

How old were you when you got married?

Probably too old.

This is how it always ends up.

Sir!

Over here.

Who found this?

It was Shelley Steen's phone.

What was it doing under your caravan?

Obviously somebody put it there.

Where were you last night?

Same as every other night.

Working. All night?

Took a couple of breaks here and there, but in the main.

You never left the camp?

What's happened?

You had any more contact with Rab Donnelly?

I've got nothing to say to the man.

You were all for planting him the last time he was here.

He's got a bad mouth on him.

All these days it'll get him into trouble.

Oh, I got him into trouble, all right.

You as well, by the look of things.

The rope fibers found in Rad Donnelly match those found in Shelley's den.

They were both killed by the same person.

It has to be Noah Buckland.

Why?

What's the whole marriage dowry thing?

That's the motive.

He kills Shelley, thinking it's Sarah, and now he's taken out the Donnellys.

He was taking a bit of a chance, don't you think?

Kill him, robbing his own flat?

I got the impression that Sarah was scared of something.

Buckland, why would she be scared of Noah?

I'm scared that she's going to be next.

I don't think Noah would be that stupid.

Stuart, why are you so keen on defending them?

Okay, well, how did he get hold of her phone?

Well, he took it from her when he killed her. The text message was sent from her

phone before she was killed.

Somebody else must have sent it.

Any buckling could have stolen it.

Yeah, but why hide it under his caravan?

Why not just dump it? Could be a double bluff.

He found some fingerprints on Shelley's phone.

Okay, thanks.

One step from Shelley, one from Harry Steen.

Buckland? Afraid not.

Never handled the phone.

Get Steen in here.

Two dead!

These bastards are killing us and you lot are doing nothing!

OK, I'm going to ask you again.

How did Shelley's phone get under Buckland's caravan?

How the hell would I know? Did you put it there, Harry? Ah, this is

unbelievable, this is.

You see, we found some prints on the phone.

Not Buckland.

Shelley.

So I'm going to ask you once more, Harry.

And I want you to think very carefully before you answer because we're looking

at a double murder charge here.

Did you put that phone under Buckland's caravan?

I never killed Rab.

All right, mate.

But did you put the phone there?

OK, OK.

I'll put the phone there.

But I never killed Ralph.

And what about Shelley?

I never killed anybody.

So what are we charging him with? Right now, conspiracy to pervert.

I'll get a restraining order. Keep him off the streets.

He has an alibi for last night.

Yeah, his wife again.

You think she's telling the truth?

Well, she's determined to defend him.

See if you can break that down.

He planted the phone, Carol. He admitted it.

Is this some kind of trick?

No, no trick.

He's confessed.

Stupid.

Well, what else did he say?

He still denied the murder.

Well, of course he does.

Did he mention the phone to you?

No. Do you still stand by the alibis?

Yes, I do.

Look, I've had enough of him.

I'm sick to death of his stupid obsessions.

I'd already made my mind up to go before all this.

So you're leaving him?

I warned him I would if this didn't stop.

I beg on to my sister in Edinburgh.

So you don't have to defend him anymore?

No, I don't.

But I will.

It's because of the truth.

No, sir, I believe her.

So where did that lead us?

Back at Buckland.

All right, I heard he was working last night.

Check it out. See if anybody saw him on his break.

Harry Steen planted the phone.

Thought it might be him.

I thought I could apologise for the way you've been treated.

We used to do it.

Doesn't make it fair.

No. What will you do about Sarah?

I'll be up to Samuel.

What about your tradition?

Your father told me they were important to you.

That'll be my business.

You said he was here all night.

That's right.

We were working together.

But you went for a break.

We take turns.

How long was he away for?

Hour on, hour off.

So where did he go?

Search me.

Probably back to his caravan.

OK.

Thanks.

Nor Buckland couldn't have killed Rab Donnelly. He was working at the time.

He took an hour's break.

Nobody saw him. That doesn't prove he was the killer.

No, but it makes him a suspect.

You got a problem with that? No.

Just feels like it was always going to come to this.

Some you win, some you lose.

You look worried.

What about you?

What have I got to worry about?

Your son, maybe.

I thought all that was salted.

So did I.

The farm was planted.

Dean's got an alibi for the murder.

I think no one would go that far.

You can't expect me to answer that.

Oh, shit.

Noah.

Lee, that young couple, what room?

205, second floor. Thanks.

Let him into the room and he just went mad.

He took out the knife and he was shouting that he wasn't going to make

mistake twice and that's when he went for Sarah.

You stabbed him?

He wasn't going to touch Sarah.

And you turned the knife on him?

I don't remember.

You know, I was trying to get it off him.

We fell and he landed on top of me and... Sorry.

Look, I didn't even know he was dead.

All right?

Cyril, why did you go to a hotel?

That shelter place doesn't let men in.

I wanted to be with my husband.

And then Noah arrived.

He came into the room.

What did he say?

He said this is the end of it.

He said he wouldn't make the same mistake twice.

And then he took out the knife.

He attacked you?

Samuel got in his way.

They were fighting.

He was trying to get the knife away from him.

And then they tripped and fell on the floor.

That's when you came in.

Well, both the stories match up.

Yeah, it's all a bit slick, though, don't you think? Well, give it a rest,

Robbie. I was there.

What about a charge of culpable homicide, boss?

That's up to the fiscal.

Meantime, we can't hold him any longer.

I gave Cedar the keys.

They're going back to her dad's house.

If it's OK, I'd like to tell the Bucklins.

Sure.

You two try and get some sleep.

It's been a long night.

He's dead, isn't he?

Sorry, Elijah.

Where's Noah?

Noah that died.

Not Samuel?

Your son tried to kill Sarah.

Samuel and him had a fight.

Samuel killed him?

In self -defense.

He was trying to get a knife thrown.

What kind of knife?

Sorry?

Carved handle.

That's right.

Have you seen it before?

Aye.

Go tell Vancey.

Something wrong?

Can I come in?

Sarah's not dressed yet.

I've got her phone.

Thanks. I have to hand it to her personally.

It's the law.

All right.

I know you've been through a terrible time, but you have to look to the

Yeah.

We were just discussing funeral arrangements.

I meant beyond that.

At least you can be together now.

So will you stay here?

We'll move on.

And what about you, Samuel?

Will you go back to the shows?

No. I'm going to get a proper job.

Really look after her.

I can look after myself, thank you very much.

See what I'm stuck with?

I'd better go.

Good luck to you.

Mr. Steed.

What do you want?

It's okay.

I just need your help.

With what?

Shelley's mobile phone.

I'm wondering how you got it.

It was in her room.

Where in her room?

Lying under her bed.

And when did you find it?

Just before I planted it in Buckland's caravan.

See, the thing is, we had people search the room from top to bottom, and I'm

guessing they looked under the bed.

Why did they not find it?

Somebody's messed up.

Did anyone come to see you after we checked the place?

No, not that I could.

Yeah.

Young Sarah popped in.

Came to say she was sorry and she brought a card.

Nice of her.

Did she go into Shelley's room?

She did.

She said she wanted to pay her respects and I just left her there.

Sitting on the bed.

I've made a big mistake, sir.

And I'd like to fix it.

Hi.

Is there anything wrong?

You could say that.

What is it?

What it is, is that I know the truth.

Don't worry.

I'm on your side.

What are you talking about?

It was the mobile phone.

All this time we've been looking for the person unknown that sent the text to

Shelley that lured her to the fairground.

Of course, it didn't happen like that, did it, Samuel?

How do you mean?

Shelley came to see you that night.

You were working.

She asked to meet up with you after the shows had closed.

But you end up killing her.

You drag her body to the waste ground.

You pocket her mobile phone when it falls from her jacket.

And then you cover her body with rubble.

You were off the mark, mate.

Only when you go to see Sarah, she's clearly horrified, but also panicked.

Because what you don't know is that her phone is in Shelley's body.

But you're too scared to go back to the body.

So, you divide the plan.

Then you send a text to Sarah saying, meet me at the shows at 2am.

It's not very smart.

because we will eventually ID the phone.

What I couldn't figure out is how Harry Steen managed to get his hands on

Shelley's mobile.

Very clever.

Take her a card, go to her bedroom, slip the phone under the bed. It's OK.

It's OK.

It's all right.

We don't understand.

I do.

You're in love.

You want to be together.

If only the stupid parents are out the way.

You have no other option.

Once you're on that road, there's no turning back.

But what I don't understand is why you had to kill Shelley.

Don't say anything about it. Don't say anything about it, all right?

Listen, Samuel.

I managed to work it out.

It's only a matter of time before the others do the same too.

I'm here to help.

I hope we're doing the right thing here.

Why would you want to help us?

Do you think you're the only one that's ever been in love?

I'd have done the same as you to hold on to that.

What can you do to help

us? I've access to reports.

Document.

I can keep this buried, but you have to be straight with me.

Why did you kill Shelley?

I let her up. We were getting married.

She threatened to tell my dad.

Samuel just wanted to talk to her.

She's threatening all sorts.

She wanted me to sleep with her, and she said we were screwed unless I did.

I just lost it.

We had a fight and I... Let's go.

Got them.

What about your dad?

That was Noah.

I can't help you, Sarah, if you keep lying to me.

Rab was killed with the same rope that was used to kill Shelley.

You said that was Noah.

I did it for us, Sarah.

I did it for us, okay?

When you told me the way he looked at you and what he wanted from you, how

I just stand by and let that happen?

You said yourself you wished he was dead.

I don't mean... If I hadn't done it, he would have just killed himself. You know

that. I just wanted to save you from that. I did. I saved you from that.

Come here.

Come here.

It's okay.

We've got each other, right?

I don't like this.

Stuart's been in there too long. I've got to talk to the boss.

No, he said we were to stay put. Wait for the word, Robbie. Back in a minute.

We can be together for the rest of our lives now.

What is this, Andy?

Cops are outside.

You set us up! You set us up! Why?

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

Are you... You're wearing a wire.

You little bastard's wearing a wire!

I told you he stayed put. Yeah, I know, boss. I'm sorry, but... Steve, let's get

in there. Now. Come on.

What? What? Leave her! Leave her!

Stop! No!

Stuart!

Stuart, are you alright?

Stuart!

Robbie, take the door down!

Got an ambulance.

Control room is at the S -suite.

Sarah. Will you get an ambulance, please? I'm going to take my life.

Ambulance is on the way.

Stay with us, pal.

Ambulance on the way. All right?

Should the preventative... Don't blame yourself.

It was always going to come to that.

Something you win, something you lose, eh?

No one else here, sir.