All language subtitles for After the Flood S02E01

So, Mackie killed Daniel.

GRUNTING

I was there with Mackie.
Jack was there with Sarah.

You're a bent cop.

You are, Pat is, my dad was.

You can't hold this together.

He's been taking paybacks for years.

If you break ranks
and report anything,

you'll be pressing
the self-destruct button.

I will trash your dad's name
and take you both to prison.

CHATTER

JO, LAUGHING: What's Grandma doing
in the freezing water?

MOLLY: Hello!

What they doing in there?
Oh, no, no!

Have we scared all the ducks away?
Yeah.

You have, but don't worry, we can
just feed the swimmers instead.

There you go.

LAUGHTER
Hey!

They're crazy. They're crazy women.

INHALES SHARPLY

You all right?

Er, just a bit of a brain freeze.

Put your tongue
on the roof of your mouth.

We could go up there
and warm ourselves, look.

Burning off the heather.

Mum, slow down.

Could you stop telling me
how to drive?

No, Mum, a van's come off the road.
Slow down, pull over.

HANDLE RATTLES

RINGING TONE

ON PHONE: 'Control,
Waterside Police. Speaking?'

Control, hi. One-zero-seven-six,
Detective Constable Marshall.

Look, I'm off duty,
but I've come across a Ford Transit

abandoned on Eden Pass.

It's come off the road.

No reg plates. It's secure,
but with damage to the windscreen.

And I can see blood inside.

Engine's cold.
Has anyone reported it yet?

'Stand by.'

Erm, Layal's freezing,

and we've got a cake to make
for someone's party. Yeah.

Just get a unit up here, yeah?
All right, thanks.

MOLLY EXHALES
There we go.

Here she is.
Lovely. Oh!

Oh, look at you! You're in a dress!
JO LAUGHS

Oh, come here, let me see you.
Go on.

Oh, she's beautiful.
Go on. Oh, you got her?

Yeah.

Erm, Mum, can you take her
to Pat's for me?

I just... I wanna go via that van.

Jo, come on,
it's your daughter's first birthday.

I'm making a cake.
We're going to her party!

Yeah, I know. It won't take long.
What do I tell Pat?

Well, why tell him anything?
I'm... I'm coming. I'll be there.

Yeah, well, make sure you are

because this one is so happy
when you three are together.

No, no, so happy.
No. La-la-la. Don't wanna hear it.

You and Pat should think about...
Goodbye, sweet pea. I love you.

I love you. Thank you, Mum.
MOLLY SIGHS

And don't give her
any of that icing. Yeah.

All right? Mean it.
OK.

Yeah. Bye.
Thank you. Bye.

Honestly.

DOOR CLOSES,
MOLLY GASPS

Oh, what's that?

Mmm.

Nice. Yeah.
EVE BABBLES

Mmm-mmm-mmm.

PRESENTER ON RADIO: 'Here all day.

'Right, next up,
bit of a head-scratcher.

'Many of you will have noticed
these red crosses around town.

'The work of some sort of graffiti
artist, by the looks of things.

'But who foots the bill
when it comes to cleaning up?

'We'll be talking to someone...'

Hey.

I've passed on the VIN number,
and we're checking A&E

for anyone coming in with injuries
that could fit with this.

I was very well trained.

What do you think about the blood?
Driver or passenger's?

Bit central for driver.

Er, have we searched the area?

Had a walk around, yeah. Nothing.

So we're clocking off now,
and I'm going to a birthday party.

I'll see you there.
See you.

PHONE CHIMES

CAR DOOR CLOSES,
ENGINE STARTS

Ah, yes.

Is it Mr Bunny's birthday, too?

Eh? Is it?

That's it.

Oh... Oh, no!

Molly, I think...

Oh!
Do you want me to take over?

No, thank you.
No, I don't mind.

Tony, bugger off!

Let's see who it is.

Hey, it's Mummy!
Oh! Hello, honey.

She has no idea what's going on.
CHUCKLING: Oh, I bet.

Here we go.
Fox.

Hi.
Hello. You OK?

Maybe they'll get back together.

Why did they split up?

She cheated on him, didn't she?

While she were out here.

And I know Pat's my brother,

but he literally never brings
anyone back here.

Me and Sophie know
because we never go out.

None of that's true, by the way.

Declan, stop following us!

Sophie! Be pleasant!

Molly, can Dec give you a hand?

SIGHS
Tony, stop asking!

DOORBELL RINGS
Who is it? What's that?

There you go. That's what you need.

Do you think you can make a tune?

MACKIE:
A tune from the birthday girl!

LAUGHTER
That's how the best musicians do it.

KELLY: Sangria?

Hope you're not driving.
No, I'm fine. Here.

ALL: # Happy birthday to you... #

Here we go, missy!

# Happy birthday to you... #
Look at that!

# Happy birthday, dear Eve... #

Thanks, Mum.

Hello, birthday girl.
What have you got there?

And who's this? Who's this?
Hang on a sec. Let's have a...

JO SNIFFS
Oh, yeah.

I'll just go and tidy her up.

Come on, trouble,
let's get you clean.

Come on, then.

There we go. You play
with your doggy toy for a sec.

EXHALES DEEPLY

MUFFLED SCREAM,
DOOR OPENS

What is he doing here, Pat?

Oh, God, he makes my skin crawl.

He's a killer, for God's sake.
Who invited him?

Don't look at me.
Well, somebody did.

Yeah, somebody -
Molly or Kelly or someone, not me.

Look, I wanna get Mackie as much
as you do, and I am trying...

Shh.
Don't "shush" me.

WHISPERING: I am trying,
but he has been so squeaky clean

this last year that I'm having
to bloody dig into the past.

And that's with DCI Balsara going,
"Oh, what are you doing, Pat?

"What's that? What's this?"
It isn't like when Roy was here, OK?

And I'm the one doing it, me.
Not you, me.

I know,
because I can't access those files

cos I've just gone back,
otherwise, I would, Pat.

All right, then, so stop having a go
at me. OK, fine, I will.

SIGHS

And especially don't have a go at me
because...

..I found something.
LOCK CLICKS

Mackie trained to be a detective
with your dad.

No! Yeah, they took
the CID course together,

and then Mackie went back
into uniform.

I've been looking at the cases
they were on together

when they were detectives,
and I found this -

high-end car thefts
that they cleaned up just like that.

KNOCKING ON DOOR
SOPHIE: Pat, can you let us in?

I need to see something, please!

My mate just called.
They're doing a burn on the moors.

It's a controlled fire, Sophie.

Which should be out by now,
it's getting dark.

Maybe we should just leave them.

Pat, open up!
I can't see shit from my room.

Er, hang on a sec.
Pat's just changing.

WHISPERING: Pat.
What?

Just a sec!
EVE CRIES

KNOCKING CONTINUES
KELLY: Pat! Come on, let her in!

Bloody hell,
it'll only take a second!

Finally!
Eve did a wee on him.

Eh? What are we looking at?
It's nowt.

Cos it's licensed and controlled.

If you can see it, it's burning,
and by law,

that has to be out before dark,
so you should be arresting them.

Can I finish getting changed?

Oh, no, the people in the big house
need to shoot their fucking grouse!

OK, you've said it now, Soph.

And tone down your language
in front of your cousin, young lady.

Are we three OK?

Yeah, of course.
Definitely.

Great. Good.

Cos we need to be, don't we?

EVE BABBLES,
HE CHUCKLES SOFTLY

Yes, yes!

You are so sweet!

Look at your face, all cos
you're coming home without Eve.

Which you wouldn't have to do if
you and Pat sorted yourselves out.

La-la-la-la-la-la-la.
Well, be miserable, then.

Co-parenting!

What's that?

Nothing. It's just a beer mat.

Bar Soleado, Lanzarote.

Oh, Mum!
Is that from Jack Radcliffe?

No, actually, no.

H-He's not even in the country,
is he?

Well, he must be
if he's dropping off beer mats.

And you should avoid him.
Don't make contact.

Oh, God. Mind your own, will you?

Oh, Mum, you are kidding me!

Right, you have found such a lovely
bloke who's so clearly into you.

What are you talking about?
Tony!

Tony?!
Yeah.

Tony's a councillor.
I work with him.

Yeah.
Yeah.

And his daughter's still got PTSD
from last year's flood.

Like, you know, if it rains,
she can't go out,

like, she can't be a mum to Declan

because he's got
some other bloody condition,

and Tony's had Long COVID
for God knows how long.

So I help out, and that's it. OK?

He's not even my type.
What, and Jack is?

He's no good for you.

He'll just make you unhappy.
# La-la-la, la-la-la... #

Ugh!
# La-la-la-la, la-la-la. #

POLICE RADIO CHATTER

BALSARA: DS Bradley, DC Marshall.
Ah. Sam.

Jo. DS Bradley's
transferred from Newcastle.

Yeah, I fancied a change of scenery.
JO CHUCKLES

So, what have we got here?

White male,
found by a walker this morning.

Only thing on him
is this set of keys.

The tag says "negate", but
the first few letters are missing.

Babak, what do you see?

Yeah, erm... male, 30s.

Shot to the chest.

Yeah, get on with it.
Yeah.

Pellet entry point indicates
the weapon was a shotgun,

and from the pellet spread,
fired at close range.

It's been raining. Not much blood.

I'll hurry up forensics.
Sir?

He's wearing
a medical alert bracelet.

Can I turn it
to get the information?

Yeah, do that. Good.

OK, let's get a total media block

until forensics are done
and we get a full ID.

I don't want the public
tramping round here.

So, who owns this?
Is it National Parks?

It's, er... It's private.

It's the Crossdale Estate,

so the Bensons, they own
all the moorland round here.

This is a heather burn
that they did yesterday

to get ahead
of the grouse-shooting season.

Good. Right, let's go to work.

See you later.
Thanks.

You've got a young baby, right?
A year old yesterday, yeah.

So how's it been
coming back to work?

Well, I mean, this is
what I wanna do, but she's so tiny.

I don't know,
I think I feel a bit torn.

Yeah, I know the problem.

I mean, no, mine are at uni now,

but, well,
that's why I've moved here.

For the peace and quiet, ironically.
THEY CHUCKLE

Erm, by the way, there was an
abandoned van near here yesterday.

It'd come off the road.

Smashed windscreen,
bit of blood in the cab.

No driver, no number plates.

All right. Let's find out more.

The water's clear!

THEY CHEER

LAUGHTER

Let's do this, OK.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Right. All hold hands.

Right, today's the 100th swim
since losing Carol,

who, every day,
walking in like this, would ask,

"Who's got cake?" Wouldn't she?
LAUGHTER

Today, lemon drizzle.

Oh, come on!

This is for you, Carol.

Whoo!
Lemon drizzle.

Whoo!

THEY CHATTER

SOPHIE: Stop Crossdale.
Ban the burn.

GIRL: Ban the burn.

Stop Crossdale.

Ban the burn.
Right. Ta.

No more floods. Ban the burn.

Have a wonderful day, Libby. Bye.
Bye.

Hello. Hi. Oh, there you go.
Thank you very much.

Oh, sorry! Hi.
Sorry. Sorry. Hi.

Can I leave this here,
is that all right? Thank you.

SOPHIE: You and your dad need
to stop doing this on your land.

When we do a heather burn,
we get a licence from the council.

Yeah? We get people
coming into school

telling us never set fires
on the moors, not even in winter.

Cos also, when you burn the ground,

you bake it, so the water
just runs off, causing more floods!

Exactly!
But Waterside has a floodwall now.

Our company built it. Yeah,
but what about the towns downriver?

Do you wanna just take a leaflet?

Stop what you're doing!
No, you stop.

It's too much.
What?

Shouldn't you be at school, anyway?

No, this is more important!

Or maybe somebody's been spending
too much time talking to Finn.

GIRL GIGGLES,
SOPHIE SCOFFS

Right, listen up.

We've had another seven red crosses

daubed on walls
and windows overnight - seven.

These are big crosses,
they're stencilled,

so someone somewhere
has seen something.

And this is where you prove to me
that you've got a connection

with the folk you're policing.

Who's doing them? What do they mean?

Find out.

Let's send in hourly reports, yeah?

Morning, everyone.

OK, we have
an unidentified white male,

possibly mid-30s,
found in this location here.

Visible shotgun injuries
to the chest, fired at close range.

Two to three metres,
but not much blood.

Yeah, which could be consistent
with the body being moved.

So apropos of that,

a van came off the road here
upwards of 24 hours ago,

and there are indications
that someone inside was injured.

So can you see if there's
any dots to join up there?

Now, the body was found

close to where a grouse-shooting
burn took place yesterday,

so if you can speak
to the landowners,

just see if they saw anything.

Babak and Marshall are gonna work
on IDing the victim,

and the rest of us, let's just bring
all the info together

as soon as it comes in. All right?

I'd like swift progress
on this, please.

OK, so, I've fed the medical alert
info into the system,

so we're just waiting on that.

But the "negate" key fob
with the missing letters,

I've just ran a search,

and there's a Bornegate Farm
which is local,

So B-O-R-N-E, Bornegate, "negate".

What do you think? Worth a punt?

Yeah, check it out.
Yeah.

This weekend, the council has
received a further eight complaints

regarding wedding guests urinating
in residents' gardens.

I get...
PHONE RINGS

Hello, you.

Hang on. Shh! 'Hi, Mum. Can I put
you on standby to pick up Eve?'

I'm on a murder investigation.

Yeah. Yeah, course you can.

GASPS
Is it a good one?

Er, man's been shot dead
on the moors.

'Oh, nice, nice.

'Oh, I've just seen the time.'

I've gotta go. Erm, yeah.
Give us a ring, yeah? Yeah?

'Yeah, bye.'
Bye, bye-bye. Bye. Bye-bye.

Yeah, but not now,
cos I've got loads on today.

OK. Thanks for calling, Mrs Newton.
Bye. Right.

Hiya.
Oh.

CHUCKLING: Bloody hell!
What?

I'm used to you looking all pasty.

CHUCKLES SOFTLY

It's been a long time, Jack.

Well, I've been in Lanzarote
for the past three months.

Oh, me and Bren went there.
Grey sand everywhere.

It's like having a holiday
in a car park.

Well, you haven't changed.

How are you, Moll? Mm!

I've got a few pale bits
I could show you, if you like.

We could go inside.
No.

Is that yours?

Oh, that's better, in't it?

You in a Range Rover
never looked right.

While you're here,
do you wanna give us a lift?

Yeah, welcome back, Jack (!)

ENGINE REVS

Hey! Hey! Police!

GEOFF: Hey! You, stop,
or I'll hunt you down!

Control, one-zero-seven-six.
Request back-up to Bornegate Farm.

I'm here about the body
on the moors. Hey.

Stop! Hey!

Don't say I didn't warn you!

MAN GRUNTS

You've got five seconds to tell me
what you're doing on my land!

Police!
What are you up t...? Argh!

GEOFF GRUNTS

Hey, hey! Break that gun,
put it down now!

Put it down!

Good choice. Stay!

Oh, Jesus, you're kidding me!

HE SCREAMS

HE GROANS

Ah, what the fuck?!

What is all this?
Oh, my God. What the hell?

Oh, bloody hell. It's...

Oh, look, look at my leg.
HE EXCLAIMS

Yeah. OK. Hang on, I'm coming.
HE GROANS

HE EXCLAIMS,
GRUNTS

We need to get you back up here.

THEY GRUNT
Here we go.

OK. Come on. You're all right.

You're all right.

All right. OK. You're all right.
Oh...

Mm.
Right. Hold still.

Hold still. Do as you're told.
What you doing?

Sorry about this.
Oh, careful! Careful, careful!

Let's have a look. Right.
It's deep.

You're all right. You're all right.
What you doing?

Just need this for a sec.

Right, this is gonna go under here.
Raise your leg, if you can.

OK.

HE GRUNTS
Hold that for me.

Hold that and pull it tight.

Yeah. Yeah.
There you go.

There you go. Keep it tight.
Hold it tight. I am.

Tighter than that. That's it. Good.

And congratulations.

You're under arrest
for that headbutt.

What?

He had a shotgun. He was gonna
shoot me! What was I supposed to do?

Mm-hm.
That was self-defence.

Do I know you?

No.
Yeah, I definitely do.

What dating apps do you use?

None, I don't use any.

HE EXCLAIMS
Hold that tight. Right.

RADIO BEEPS

Control, one-zero-seven-six again.

Ambulance now required.

HE CHUCKLES

POLICE RADIO CHATTER

JO CLEARS THROAT
Mr Dixon?

Can you have a look at this
for me, please?

Do you recognise it?

Keys for the caravan.

It belongs to the farm.
Todd Drake lives there.

Todd Drake?
Works here.

OK. When was the last time
that you saw him?

HE SIGHS
I don't know. Yesterday?

PHONE BEEPS

I'm sorry, I just...
I need to take this.

Yeah, hi.
BABAK: 'That body on the moors.

'We've got a positive ID
from that medical bracelet.

'It's a Todd Drake.

'He's epileptic, and he lived
and worked on Bornegate Farm.'

Great, erm...

Look, I'll call you back, all right?

Right, so, a formal identification
still needs to take place, but...

I'm afraid we've found
the body of a man

that we believe to be Todd Drake.

I am sorry.

I'm gonna need to ask you
some more questions, though, OK?

Just give me a moment. Deepa?

Er, somebody needs to go in the
ambulance with that one, Xav Palmer.

He's under arrest for assault,
so as soon as he's been treated,

let me know,
cos I wanna interview him.

Sure, I'll go.
Thanks.

Heard from your mum yet, Declan?

Yeah, she's not coming till later...
if she comes at all.

Oh, that floodwall went up fast.

Yeah, well, the council
didn't have to pay, that's why.

The Bensons covered it.
10 million quid.

It's doing its job.

We had a red flood warning
last month.

The town stayed dry.
TONY EXHALES

Yeah, but, I mean, it looks
a bit crap, though. 10 million quid?

Yeah, but it runs 150 yards.

Oh, yeah, are you still involved
in the Uplands housing estate?

Only, I hear they're gonna put
a load of eco-measures in.

You know, rain gardens,
ponds and the like.

I'm not putting anything in.

I lost Uplands
when my investors pulled out,

so it's nothing to do with me
any more.

Lost bloody everything.
DOOR CLOSES

Right, let's...
let's get this stuff inside.

I-I don't know what to say.

It's Todd Drake,
he's a church warden.

He hands out hymn books.
Who'd wanna kill him?

How long had he worked here?

Two and a half year.
He was a good worker.

There was certain machines
he couldn't drive

because of his epilepsy,
but that were never a problem.

Hmm. And what about Xav Palmer?

Who?
The man you were chasing.

The one who's just gone off
to hospital. How do you know him?

I don't know him.
I've never seen him before.

So why are you going after him
like that, then?

Cos I bet he is a spotter
for fly-tippers. Right?

He's scouting out locations
where they can be in and out

before we even know were there.

It's a bloody epidemic.

They're dumping construction
and industrial waste on my farm.

All this. What do you think that is
gonna do for my livestock, eh?

I've got to fence that off now.

And you lot, and the council,

and the invisible fucking
Environment Agency

don't give a toss.

Cos the law says
that I have got to clean that up.

Right? Landowners. Me!

I had no idea this was happening.

Yeah, well, I hear you, I do.
I'm sorry.

HE SCOFFS
Erm, look, I...

I've got everything I need for now,

but do you think you could show me
where Todd Drake's caravan is?

Half a mile up that track.

OK, thanks.

There'll be more police
and forensics here later on

to follow up on Todd's body.

Ooh!
EXHALES SHARPLY

DC Marshall's asking what you were
doing on that farm this morning.

Oh, she the one that arrested me?

What's her first name?

Ah, jeez!

How about some pain relief, yeah?
I'm sorry. Sorry.

Hey, why don't you get some more
people to come and watch me?

Why were you at the farm?
Do you know a Todd Drake?

No, never heard of him.
PEOPLE SHOUTING

I said "ow".
PATIENT: Get off me!

NURSE: Police, we need some help!
You stay there.

Don't touch me! Get off!

GRUNTING

Get off! Let go!
NURSE: Calm down, mate, all right?

ALARM BLARING
ON RADIO: 'Security to A&E.'

Calm down.
CLATTERING

Quick heads-up.

Balsara has just asked to see me.

'I'm going in there now.'

He's asked to see me, too.
'What? When?'

'Does he know
we're looking into Mackie?'

Why does he wanna see us both?

SIGHS

'I'll call you when I get out.'
DISCONNECT TONE

EXHALES

Erm...

RINGING TONE

'Mum, hi. Do you think
you could pick up Eve?'

Yeah, course.

'How's it going?'
Oh, I'll tell you when I see you.

OK. Bye, sweetheart.

Bye. Bye-bye, bye.
Jack, what are you doing?

Where's the crockery?
I don't want Kelly to see me.

Kelly! Jack Radcliffe's in here
if you want a word.

Who, Jack?

Molly!

Well, if you don't wanna see people,
why come back?

Jack? Come on, out the van.

Bloody hell, I haven't got all day!

Oh, my God, love your tan.

Is that fake or real?
No, it's bloody real!

Ooh, suits you! Looking good.

Looking great.
HE SIGHS

Hey, why didn't you warn us
we were gonna get kicked out

of that house you gave us?

I mean, it doesn't matter now,
moved in with Pat, but...

Can I get my job back?
Kelly...

Cos with Keith in prison,
we've been living on nothing.

Kelly, I went bust.

I haven't got a business.
I've got nothing.

SHE SIGHS
Well, what's the point of you, then?

SIGHS DEEPLY

The system has flagged
your computer usage.

Specifically, you've been visiting
historic case files

dating back 15 to 20 years.

Right, yes.

Erm, there's been a spate
of luxury car thefts recently

that we're struggling
to make headway with -

Teslas and Range Rovers, Bentleys.

And I remember someone referencing
some stolen BMWs from 15 years ago,

so I thought it'd be smart
to look in to it.

The cars being nicked today
are all keyless.

What are you gonna learn from a case
when keyless cars didn't even exist?

Well, I'm more interested in
what happens after the theft, Sir,

because I think that these cars
are being stolen to order,

as was the case back then.

So I thought maybe
we could learn something from it

by looking at that.

And did you learn anything?

Nothing of immediate value, no.

Not impressed.

Away.

Yeah.

SIGHS

PHONE BEEPS,
SIGHS

Yes, hi.

Jo, I'm sorry.

Xav Palmer's legged it.
'What?!'

There was a fight in A&E,
and I got pulled away.

'We are still looking. Gotta go.'

Oh, Deepa!

DOG BARKS

Can I come in?

KNOCKING
BALSARA: Yes, come in.

Sir.

No, stay standing, please.

Detective Constable Marshall,
I am instructed to inform you

that you have been...

..awarded
two Chief Constable Commendations.

Firstly, for rescuing the baby
in the flood.

Secondly, for your bravery following
your abduction by Lee Ellison.

These are two highly prestigious
awards, so congratulations.

Very proud of you.

Thank you, Sir.

You might also like to thank
your sponsor for the awards.

Sergeant Mackie put you up
for both commendations.

Public recognition, richly deserved.

Er...

You are a first-rate police officer.
Congratulations.

Postmortem report
on Todd Drake, Sir.

You'll wanna see this.

You were right
about there not being much blood.

Well, a close-range gunshot wound
to a beating heart

causes catastrophic injuries
and massive blood loss.

But neither of those things happened

because Todd Drake was dead
before he was shot.

Have you come across
anything like this before?

Never.
No.

So i-if he was shot after he died,
what was the cause of death?

They don't know yet.
No. But hurry them to find out.

Also, how soon after was he shot?

Babak! Where's that list
of registered shotgun owners?

Babak?
The ceremony's already in the diary.

PHONE BEEPS

Child care.

SIGHS,
PHONE BEEPS

Oh, yes! I'm coming!

CAR HORN HONKS

And you're under arrest again.
Yeah. Fair enough.

Right, come on, let's take you in.

Yeah, look, I will,
but can I just...?

I left the hospital too soon.
For God's sake.

Yeah, I know,
but I've got this massive plaster,

and... and if you could
just, like, shield me.

What? Look, they cut
my underpants off at the hospital,

so I have to take my trousers down.

And I wouldn't ask,
but it's properly bleeding.

All right, yes.
Then we're going to the station.

In here.

HE EXHALES
Er...

Will you hold my trousers up for me?

What?
I need both hands.

SHE SIGHS

Right, just go on. Hurry up, yeah?

We've got to stop meeting like this.

Oh, jeez, there's no sticky tape.

It's just...
just a pad that'll fall off.

Well...

Well, can you go and get us some?
Are you joking?

I'll pay you back. I've got
my wallet in my pocket here.

No, it's fine.
Just take your trousers.

And don't move!
Well, I can't, can I?

PHONE BEEPS

BRAKES SCREECH,
CAR HORN HONKS

Sorry! Sorry!
Oh, shit.

Control, one-zero-seven-six.

Xav Palmer,
who escaped custody at hospital,

is currently running down
Saltmarsh Street towards the market.

Where have you been?
I've been calling you.

What did Balsara want?
I'm getting a citation.

Courtesy of Mackie.
And you, of course.

Can't forget your contribution.
Oh, for God's sake.

So that's me publicly signing up
to Mackie's version of events.

That's me stitched up for good.

Cos, I mean, what can I do?
I can't say no, can I?

Pat...

..can we stop meeting
where you asked me to marry you?

It's not... It...

..doesn't help anything.

What did Balsara want with you?

I was flagged accessing
the historic files.

SHE SIGHS
So, yeah, can't do that any more.

Well, that... I mean, that's Mackie
off the hook, isn't he?

He's bent, he's a killer,
and we can't get him now.

Well, that's not strictly true,
is it?

I mean, look,
if we play him at his own game,

I can bring him down
with the things that we did

before you even got involved.

No.
I took money from Mackie, Jo.

These citations, they protect you.

Mackie's your sponsor.
That's gonna keep you safe. No.

We talked about this, Pat.

You would get a minimum
of seven years! Jo.

We are where we are

because I lied to you
from the day that we met.

Right from the start. And it...

It's wrecked our marriage,
and it can't be undone,

but I can make amends this way.

It can bring Mackie down,
and this can all be over.

No.

No, there has to be another way.

MOLLY: Watch what you're doing
up there, you're making me nervous.

JACK: Right. OK.

Yeah, I can sort this out.

Yeah. It's your, erm,
stopcock needs adjusting.

I've never heard you put
those two words together, have I?

What two words?

"Stop cock".
HE LAUGHS

Well, it's all over so fast,
I never have cause to, do I?

THEY LAUGH

Hi, Jo.

Here, come to Mama.

Right, erm...

Sorry.
OK. I'm gonna make myself scarce.

Yeah.

I'll see you later.
All right.

You're not a teenager, you know.
Oh...

No, and Jack's had
a really rough year.

You could've said hello to him.
Mum.

Listen to me. Look, look.
You don't run my life.

I - me - help you with yours.

Yes?
Yes. Sorry.

Are we good?
Yes.

Yes, yes. Oh...
JO GIGGLES

Right, I'll get your tea.

Oh, yeah. Oh, hey, yeah.

Don't tell me about your citation
commendation thing, then (!)

Oh, God, who told you about those?
Mackie.

Aw, he's so proud of you.
And there's gonna be a do.

I love a big do!

Yeah, well, I hate them.

How's your murder investigation
going?

Yeah, it's...

Er... Well,
you'll like this one, actually.

Mm.
It's weird.

So, the victim was shot
after he died.

After he died. After he...

Bloody hell, what do you mean?

Well, that's all we've got for now,
but it was weird before that

because the dead man,
he lived and worked on this farm

that's had all this horrible waste
dumped on it,

but forensics team,
they've been at his caravan all day,

and they're saying that now the
whole thing's like the Mary Celeste.

Even the farmer's just taken off.
PHONE BEEPS

Oh, right,
so he's in the frame, then?

Yeah, here you go.

Man on the moors,
apparently, death occurred

between six and twelve hours
prior to the gunshot.

OK. OK, yeah. I'll be there soon.

Mum, Mum, wake up.

Eve's still asleep,
but I've got to go, OK?

There's a great big fire
up on the moors,

and Pat's just called to say

that Soph and some of her mates
were seen up there.

Oh, why? What's going on?
I don't know, but I've gotta go, OK?

RINGING TONE

Pat, where are you?
Give us a rendezvous.

PAT:
'There's a fire service roadblock.

'And search and rescue
were 200, 300 metres past that.

'We're up on the fell.
There's no sign of Sophie yet.'

OK.

SHOUTING

Liaising with search and rescue
on the fell.

No, you're not. Turn round.

No. Look, I'm DC Marshall.
I don't care who you are. Away.

RADIO CHATTER
We're evacuating this area now.

Go! The fire's spreading here.

DISTANT SHOUTING

CAR DOOR OPENS,
CLOSES

FAINTLY: Can anyone hear me?

DISTANT SHOUTING

Help!

Hello?

Hello?

Sophie?

Hello, can you hear me?

JO COUGHS

Hello!

If there's anyone there,
call again!

COUGHING

'Control, go ahead.'
Control, one-zero-seven-six.

Erm, I'm out on the moors,
near the fire,

and I think I've found someone
in trouble.

So put a track on this phone
and get an alert to S&R, yeah?

I'm gonna go and investigate.
'Copy that.'

COUGHING

Soph!

Sophie!

Sophie!
Yeah! Coming!

Can you see me?
I can see you.

I'm coming.
No. No!

Stay... Stay where you are!

Stay where you are!

SCREAMING

Just hold on!

JO GRUNTS

SCREAMING

Hi. Hi, I'm Jo.
GRUNTS

What's your name?

Izza.

Hi, Izza.

I think I've broken my ankle.

THEY EXCLAIM,
IZZA SCREAMS

Hold on, Izza. Hold on.

I've still got you. Just hold on.

All right? Two hands, if you can.

Izza, I need you to hold on to me.
I can't hold on!

Look at me.
I'm gonna fall!

Look at me, Izza,
I won't let you fall. I'm slipping!

Don't let me fall.
Hold on to my arm, Izza.

Both arms, if you can.
Keep holding on.

I'm slipping.
It's gonna be OK.

Help! Don't let go of me.
Just keep holding on, Izza!

Hang on. Hang on.
OK.

Just hold on a bit longer, Izza.
Don't let go.

IZZA SCREAMS

You're all right.
You're in good hands.

And your mum's been told, OK?

Stick with us. You'll be all right.

Have they found someone else?

At Penner Bank, yeah. Jump in.
Great.

SIREN CHIRPS

My husband's niece is up here.

ON RADIO: 'Medics required at Penner
Bank, please. Medics required.'

Services not required, sorry.
Police only.

I am police.

Straight ahead, Ma'am.

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