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Whoa!

All right, mate, listen.

Five minutes. That's all.

Your mum will go mad
if you're late for school.

My grandson. Heh heh!

They got some energy
at that age, haven't they?

Oh, look at that!

Excuse me. That bloke...
Has he been there long?

Not sure.

- Is he one of the fathers?
- I don't think so.

Look, keep an eye on
little Gerry for me, will you?

Excuse me, officer. I think that
man's gonna need your help.

Oi! I want a word with you!

What do you think
you're playing at?

Let go of me.

- Is there a problem?
- Yeah.

Gerry Standing, UCOS.

I was just having a word with
this gentleman about loitering.

Loitering?

I was here looking for my
wife, and this bloody idiot...

- Oi! Calm down.
- Let's all calm down.

So you're waiting
for your wife, are you?

Well, she can clear
this all up, can't she?

Why don't you give her a ring?

Go on. Nice mobile like that?

Looks like a good un. All
mod cons... like a camera.

I don't have to listen to this.

No. No, all you've got
to do is phone your wife.

- You don't understand.
- I think I do.

You haven't got
a wife, have you?

I have. It's just...

She's supposed to...

Everyone thinks she's dead.

Look, I'm... I'm not
some sort of lunatic.

And I'm not a pervert either.

I've seen my wife
here in this park.

Look, I know how that sounds.

Good.

Then you won't mind

having a word with
this officer, will you?

Fine.

Better tell them they can
put away the pitchforks

and the flaming torches now.

Gerry.

Come on, son. School.

♪ It's all right, it's okay ♪

♪ Doesn't really matter
if you're old and gray ♪

♪ It's all right, I
say it's okay ♪

♪ Listen to what I say ♪

♪ It's all right, doing fine ♪

♪ Doesn't really matter
if the sun don't shine ♪

♪ It's all right, I
say it's okay ♪

♪ We're getting to
the end of the day ♪

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Yes, nearly done, Scampi.

One meter, 95...

- Brian.
- Just a minute, love.

1.96.

What do you think you're doing?

I'm measuring up for
the new corner unit.

Aren't I, Scampi?

Well, you were
going on about it.

So I thought I might
as well get cracking.

So I'll get some wood on
the way back from work.

And I might invest
in some new tools.

Yes.

Did you know you can
get a laser spirit level

accurate to within...

Brian!

- What did I say?
- It's not that big a job.

It's not half as complicated
as it looks, actually.

It will be if you get involved.

That's not fair,
Esther. I'm good at DIY.

Meticulous in my measurements.

I put all the hard work
into the preparation.

Yes, then after a
week you get bored,

and we're left with a shed full
of wood and some useless tools.

Well, that won't
happen this time.

No, I know it won't.
Because I'm getting a man in.

Over my dead body.

Do you know how much
a joiner costs these days?

Possibly slightly less than
a laser-powered spirit level.

I'm going to work.

And have you got references?
'Cause I'll need at least three.

What?

Well, just give me the numbers

of your last three
customers, then.

Hello?

Didn't Esther want
to get a chippie in

because she thought it
would be quicker and easier?

Well, she thought wrong.

You can't just entrust
the integrity of your home

to any Tom, Dick, or Harry.

I need references.

Haven't you heard
of word of mouth?

You know, asking down the pub
if anybody knows a decent bloke.

Well, I tend not to get down
the pub much these days, Jack.

Any other bright ideas?

Well, you could use your
well-honed police instincts.

Get two or three blokes
in to give you a quote

and see if you like
the look of them.

Now, that could work.

Gerry Standing?

Yeah.

D.I. Petfield, North London
Murder Investigation Team.

Oh, right.

I hear you've had a
run-in with David Fleeting.

Yeah, he was hanging
around the kids in the park.

I didn't like the look
of him, so I had a word.

He spun me this line about his
dead wife not really being dead.

It's not a line.

David Fleeting lost his wife,
Victoria, in a car accident

about 18 months ago.

No suspicious circumstances.
No evidence of foul play.

But a year ago, he claims,

he saw her going for
a walk in Primrose Hill.

Now, he's so sure it's her,
he wants it investigated.

File ended up on my desk.

- Well, was it her?
- I seriously doubt it.

Mrs. Fleeting was found dead
behind the wheel of her car.

Her sister identified the
body. It's all in the case notes.

Yeah, but you did
make inquiries?

Not yet, but I'm sure
I'll get 'round to it.

You know, during
one of those months

when I've got no shootings
or stabbings to investigate.

Ha!

Although I might have found
time to cast an eye over the file

if I hadn't spent the last
three months fielding calls

from the bereaved
and the deserted.

What do you mean?

David Fleeting's so
convinced Victoria's still alive,

he's been talking to all the
missing-persons charities,

asking whether they got
someone on their books

who might have been
mistaken for his wife.

You know, same
age, same hair color,

went missing around
the time of the accident.

Sounds like a sensible approach.

Sounds like something
you could have done.

Yeah, well, like I said,
not my first priority.

So you started getting calls?

And e-mails and letters.

All from the families
of missing women.

All asking me to
do the same thing...

Dig Vicky Fleeting's body up.

Oh, for God's sake.

I know. They want
the body DNA-tested.

Well, it's what
David Fleeting wants.

His little campaign.

I've told him he's gonna
need more evidence.

So he was in the park to see
if he could spot his wife again.

That's right.

Oh, blimey.

And there's me
accusing him of all sorts.

Look, I won't
be long, all right?

Thanks, mate.

Okay, David.

I'm listening.

I was at a law
conference in the States

in some God-awful
hotel in New Jersey

when I got the call to
tell me Victoria was dead.

I went straight to the airport,

but it was the day
before Thanksgiving.

Not a good time
to travel, I take it?

It took the best part of two
days even to get on a flight,

and that was via Budapest.

Oof.

I spent hours just sitting
in departure lounges.

I was a wreck by the
time I hit Heathrow.

Thank God Sarah
was there to pick me up.

Who's Sarah?

Victoria's sister.

Ah, she's the one who
identified the body?

She was brilliant.

She helped with the
funeral and everything.

I don't know what I would
have done without her.

But you didn't view
your wife's body,

not even at the chapel of rest?

I got as far as the door.

Sarah said maybe I
was doing the right thing.

Perhaps it was better for me to
remember Victoria as she was.

David, what makes you so
sure that your wife's still alive?

I told you. I saw her.

I know what you're gonna say.

It's just grief playing
tricks on my mind.

But I've had all that.

Someone wearing her
perfume passing me in the street,

seeing her coat in the crowd.

- This was different.
- How?

I wasn't even
thinking about her,

and there she was,
walking into the park.

I just abandoned the
car, ran across the road.

She'd gone.

I tried telling myself I
was being ridiculous,

but I know my wife.

We were together for
five years. It was her.

I'm sorry. It still doesn't
justify an exhumation.

I know. I'm a solicitor.

I knew I'd need proof.
That's why I went to the pub.

- Yeah?
- To get the evidence.

Victoria walked
past the entrance

to the Sussex Punchbowl.

The area was covered
by CCTV cameras.

What? There's footage of her?

I'm guessing D.I.
Petfield didn't tell you that.

No.

No. He didn't.

Well, it's possible.

Well, same mouth and nose.

Same hair color.

Well, it's longer
but... But it's still...

Not enough.

I tell you what...

If you're stuck for
something to do,

why don't you make a
start on your paperwork?

Or, I don't know...
Call me old-fashioned...

Get working on one
of our actual cases.

- Oooooh.
- Oooooh.

I called him some
kind of pervert.

The least I can do for him

is to put him out of
his misery, isn't it?

Not me you've got to convince.

Gerry.

There's someone for
you at the front desk.

Eh? Why didn't they
bring them down?

Apparently we
haven't got the room.

Come on.

Thanks for coming,
everybody. It's a great turnout.

Stay strong. We will
make them listen to us.

David, what do you
think you're you doing?

I wanted to show you
that this isn't just about me.

This is Diane.

Her daughter Jo went missing
a week before the car accident.

Nobody's heard from her since.

Darren's wife said she was
going to the hairdressers,

but she never came back.

Lucy's mother...

Okay. Thank you, Mr. Fleeting.

Look, I'm really sorry that
you're all going through this,

but we can't just sign
off on an exhumation.

Can't you at least just
speak to Victoria's sister.

Maybe Sarah made a mistake
when she identified the body.

- Perhaps you should talk to her.
- I have.

She asked me not
to call her again.

I just think if it
came from you...

Please.

If she can't tell
you anything new,

I promise I'll leave you alone.

Please.

If not for me...

Where will I find the sister?

Sydney.

Hang on. I can't
justify a trip to Australia.

Actually, we can bring
her into this building.

Any minute.

Brilliant, though, isn't it?

All those little glass wires
and satellites in space.

Amazing, really,
when you think about it.

If you're the sort person
who does think about it.

Hello? Can you see me?

Yes, Sarah, we can.

Thank you very much
for agreeing to talk to us.

I'm Detective
Superintendent Pullman.

These are my colleagues.

The police here said
it was about Vicky.

Yes, it is. We've been
speaking to David.

Sarah?

Sorry. Is he okay?

Well, it depends on
your definition of okay.

Well, is he looking
after himself?

Seems to be, yeah. I
take it you've lost contact.

I used to call him every
week to make sure.

But I needed a break from
him, from this quest of his.

The sighting.

I assume that's
what this is about.

Yeah, we've seen
the CCTV pictures.

So have I.

He e-mailed them to me
and sent me hard copies.

And?

It's obviously not Vicky.
And I've told David that.

Wasn't easy crushing
him over the phone,

telling him he'd imagined it.

I mean, it... it did
look a bit like her.

I could almost see why
he would get so excited.

He's totally convinced.

Yeah. That's... That's my fault.

I should have made
him see Vicky's body

before the funeral,

made him say a proper goodbye.

Sarah, we have to make you aware

of David's latest
request to the police.

He's demanding an exhumation.

A what?

- He wants us to...
- Yeah, I know what it means.

I just can't believe
you'd even consider it.

Well, it's early days yet,

and we'd have to have
a lot more evidence.

Good!

Look, please don't do this.
It's not gonna help David.

It'll just make
things worse for him.

- Ah!
- What?

No, no, I'm sorry, but
Sarah did not I.D. Victoria.

All that stuff about
seeing the body...

Lying through her teeth.

- How do you know that?
- Look at this.

It's an MG11 witness statement.

Yeah, the bit of paper that
Sarah supposedly signed

to say she'd made
the identification.

Now look at the signature.

This is a copy of Victoria's
entry in the death register.

Sarah went to the
registrar's office two days later

for the death certificate.

Here's her signature again.

They're different.

According to flight records,
she was still in Sydney

when she was supposed to
be making the identification.

She didn't get into Heathrow
for another 24 hours.

And she was only in the UK
one night before David got back.

Yet he said she'd already made
all the funeral arrangements.

She doesn't suffer from
jet lag much, does she?

Where do we go from here?

I think someone needs to
do a proper investigation.

Yeah, and it should be
a UCOS investigation.

We got further in one afternoon

than the MIT did in
a whole bleedin' year!

I'm gonna have a
word with Strickland.

Gerry, don't do that.

Thank you. Thank
you for listening to me.

Mr. Fleeting, we don't want
you to get your hopes up.

Sarah didn't
really say anything.

Victoria might still be dead.

It might still be
her that you buried.

I just need to know either way.

Stop this conversation
in my head.

I wake up convinced that she's
dead, that I'm being delusional.

I tell myself just to drop it.

And then I remember what I saw.

I-It was her. I'm so sure of it.

Her hair. Her walk.

And then I think, what if I
want it to be her so much

that it's not a memory
anymore, it's just a fantasy?

What if I've added
all the detail?

So that's why I... I'm
asking for the exhumation.

Stop me torturing myself.

An exhumation won't
necessarily give us all the answers.

If anything, it'll
raise more questions.

If we can just take
it one step at a time.

You say that Sarah was
there to meet you at the airport?

That's right.

Somebody needed to be there.
I was barely able to function.

I'm surprised I ended
up on the right flight.

And she'd already started
making arrangements?

She told me I didn't need
to worry about a thing.

She'd spoken to the funeral
director and a date was set.

But, David, this... This
was your wife's funeral.

Didn't you want to have a say?

Sarah told me that
everything was being done

according to Victoria's wishes.

Apparently, she and
Victoria had discussed all that

after they'd lost their parents.

The strain was so great

they wanted to be
prepared for the future.

But Victoria never
discussed this with you?

I didn't want to.

As far as I was concerned,

we were going to
be together forever.

Listen, if we do
exhume the body,

we're gonna have to
do some DNA tests.

Of course.

So we'll need a
comparison sample.

Yeah, one of Victoria's old
toothbrushes or hairbrushes?

Come with me.

I just couldn't bring
myself to get rid of anything.

That's perfectly understandable.

Although I always
thought they were

some sort of confirmation...

that she really was dead.

Why?

Well, because they're the things
she would have taken with her.

Things her parents
gave her. Photos.

Will this do?

Oh, yeah. That's great.

We're looking for a joiner,
not the future prime minister.

This one's early.
That's a good sign.

It's not a big job.

I can do in couple of days.

You want price?

Yes, please.

Now, this is final price.

There are no hidden extras,
and you only pay when I finish job.

Right, well, we'll need to think
about it, you know, have a talk.

Could you start tomorrow?

David, you didn't
really need to be here.

I needed to see for myself.

So if it is Victoria
Fleeting in the coffin...

File under "grieving husband."

And if it isn't?

Then we have questions
that need answers.

Such as, where the hell is
she? Is she dead? Is she alive?

Is there a mix-up at the morgue?

Yeah, but not by Sarah.

She was still watching
the in-flight movie.

Oh, any word from our
cobbers down under?

Still waiting to hear.

The most important question is,

if it isn't Victoria,
then who is it?

And how did she get behind
the wheel of Victoria's car?

Are we looking at one
murder investigation or two?

No sign of foul play.

It was raining, and witnesses
said she was driving too fast.

So, what do we do now?

We wait.

Come on. Lunch.

Hello. UCOS.

I see.

Well, thanks for
letting us know.

It's not Victoria Fleeting.

They've had an I.D. already.

Had a hit on the DNA database.

They've e-mailed
over her details.

They're coming through now.

Right. Brian, you and Jack
start looking into Victoria's life.

I want to know everything.

Especially the last
person to see her alive.

Gerry, you're with me.

Well, what about lunch?

The DNA matches a
Turkish female, Sefika Yilmaz,

who was added to the
DNA database in 2007

after being arrested for driving

without a valid driving
license, tax, or insurance.

She's been missing
for 18 months.

Where does everyone
think she's been?

- On the run from authorities.
- Over a traffic offense?

No, no. Immigration authorities.

While they were doing the
license check, alarm bells rang.

They called in the Home Office.

The family's been
living here illegally.

Now, the husband, Bayram Yilmaz,

was deported back to Turkey
before she went missing.

Then there's a
15-year-old daughter,

Kiraz, who still lives here.

Gerry.

Huh.

Uh, maybe we should, uh...

Hello?

Sorry. We don't
want to disturb you.

Not if you're, uh...

Candle wax.

Gets absolutely everywhere.

Oh, you thought I was praying?

No. Well, don't let me stop you.

This is God's house.
Make yourselves at home.

He's always in.

Or perhaps you just want
a bit of silent contemplation.

Either way I'm not really
helping, am I, so I'll just...

We're looking for the
Reverend Tony Granville.

Well, that's me.

Detective
Superintendent Pullman.

This is my colleague
Gerry Standing.

We're here about Kiraz Yilmaz.
The school said she'd be here.

She is. Is this about Sefika?

Afraid it is.

Oh, no.

Look, I-I think I should be
the one to break it to her.

Yeah, yeah. Of course.

The school said that you
and your wife were guardians.

- Well, not officially.
- What does that mean?

Kiraz is my daughter
Ruth's best friend.

And my wife and I were
both very friendly with Sefika.

So when she disappeared,

we brought her home just
until things were clearer.

And you thought Sefika
would come back?

Well, at least get in contact
and let us know she was okay.

Which I now realize she wasn't.

Look, we'd better
go and find Kiraz.

Sanctum UK was
set up 12 years ago

to provide free legal advice

to those with immigration
and citizenship issues.

There's a lot of
demand for that?

Oh, yeah. British
immigration law?

Particle physics is simpler.

So we're a drop-in center.

People can just turn up
and, uh, speak to a solicitor.

Like Victoria Fleeting?

Mm. She was one
of our volunteers.

She worked at a
high-street law firm.

Church and Church in Archway.

- Yeah, please.
- They told us about you.

Um, sit down.

Don't know why she was
wasting her time on family law,

because she knew
immigration law inside out.

We tried to get her
to come full time.

Sanctum had just
received funding

for an in-house solicitor.

- But she said no.
- Why was that?

She just couldn't.

No real reason.
That's how she was.

How do you mean?

You know, guarded, private.

She watched what she
said. Kept herself in check.

Never lost her
temper. Dead tidy.

I think you can see why
that might set her apart

from the rest of us.

The only time I ever saw her
emotions get the better of her

was when she broke a cup.

A cup?

It was nothing, but she just
couldn't stop apologizing.

She was in tears.

Neil Farris had to calm
her down in the end.

Who's Neil Farris?

The other solicitor who used
to do Tuesday afternoons for us.

We lost him not
long after Vicky.

Why?

He got married, became a father.
No time to volunteer anymore.

We'd like an address
for him before we go.

Geeten, what can you tell us
about the day of the accident?

Not much. It was
business as usual.

We were rammed.

Victoria and Neil had their
noses to the grindstone.

- How did Victoria seem?
- Fine.

She was a bit stressed out
about seeing one of her clients.

She had to deliver
some bad news,

tell her she was being deported.

Vicky seemed
to take it to heart.

Who was the client?

Sefika Yilmaz.

I knew she wouldn't
just leave me.

I told you!

What does she mean by that?

We thought that Sefika might
have disappeared deliberately.

Why?

Because of Bayram
being deported.

Sefika was distraught.

Why weren't they
sent back together?

It doesn't always
work like that.

Some cases move
quickly, others don't.

It's a lottery, if you ask me.

But she knew that she
and Kiraz would be next.

We found out after
she went missing

that her final
appeal had failed.

They were due to be on a
plane back to Turkey any day.

Yeah, but why do you think that
she disappeared deliberately?

We realized that
her disappearance

made Kiraz an
unaccompanied minor.

And that meant she
couldn't be deported.

But what about her
family in Turkey?

I mean, wouldn't she be
better off with her dad?

No.

Yeah, that's right...

Just, "Send her back
from where she came from."

That's what you
lot always think.

No, no, no. I didn't...

I was six when I
came to this country.

I don't even remember
living in Turkey.

I go to an English school.
I have English friends.

Oh. I even talk English, innit?

But don't you want
to be with your dad?

How can I be?

He's dead too.

We don't know that.

We didn't come here for
the great weather, you know?

He was in trouble in Turkey.

Why?

Because he spoke
out about injustice.

He fought for
what he believed in.

He joined a union at the
factory where he worked.

It's not something that
goes down very well

with factory owners in Turkey.

Mum said that Dad
had made enemies.

That's why we
could never go back.

Dad had no choice in the end.

Bayram stayed in contact
for about a month and then...

Someone killed him.

If Bayram was in danger,
why didn't he seek asylum?

Because he entered
the UK on forged papers,

and you can't apply for
asylum retrospectively.

And then someone shopped him.

We can't know that either.

I do!

And I know who did it.

It was Aunt Yasemin.

You should be asking
her why Mum died.

Can I help you?

Detective Superintendent
Sandra Pullman.

We're looking for Yasemin Ozan.

Yes, that's me. Is
there a problem?

Because if there is...

We need to talk to you
about your sister, Sefika.

You have some news?

- Where is she?
- Um...

is there somewhere
more private we could go?

We'll go to my office.

Thank you.

How do you bury
someone by mistake?

We're not sure it was a mistake.

Oh, God. Has
someone let Kiraz know?

Yeah. Yeah, we've spoken to her.

How is she?

She's going to
need a lot of support.

Any approach from me
wouldn't be welcome.

But I guess she
told you all about

her terrible Auntie Yasemin.

Can you tell us more about
why your sister and her husband

came to this country?

Kiraz didn't seem
to know many details.

Bayram worked in
a factory in Ankara.

There had been some accidents
and people had been sacked.

He and some others joined
a union, made a big noise,

tried to start strikes.

He upset some powerful people.

He was warned what would
happen, but he did it anyway.

He was an idiot.

Kiraz thinks he's a hero.

A hero does not put his
wife and child in danger.

So they came to the UK. To you?

I gave them everything.

Jobs here and a home
in one of my properties.

But Bayram was not grateful.
He was bitter and jealous.

What was he jealous of?

When I came to this country,

I worked on a market
stall selling cushion covers.

Then I bought my own stall.

Then my shop on Green Lanes.

Then another, and then another,
and then eventually this place.

I did that alone, not
with family to help.

That's very impressive.

Well, I didn't come here to
watch TV and claim benefits,

unlike some.

That was what Bayram
and I argued about.

Where I saw laziness,

he saw prejudice against
the oppressed worker.

You know the sort.

I certainly do.

No, I thought she
talked a lot of sense.

Yeah, but she sounds
like a Daily Mail editorial.

What's wrong with
that? I read the Mail.

Well? Where is she?

The investigation is
ongoing, Mr. Fleeting.

I know. Why have you been
ringing Victoria's friends?

I wasn't aware we had been.

If they knew where she was,

don't you think they would
have said something before?

David, it's all part
of the investigation.

The investigation that
you wanted, Mr. Fleeting.

I was told I'd be kept informed.

And you will be as soon as
we have something concrete

with which to inform you.

Has it even occurred to
you that I might be able help?

I knew Victoria better
than anyone else.

Better than her
so-called friends,

that lying bitch of a sister.

- Mr. Fleeting.
- David.

I'm sorry. I'm
so sorry. I just...

- This is so difficult.
- Of course it is.

But you've got to
trust us. We'll find her.

When? When will you know?

- Gerry.
- We can't tell you that.

But we've done some
very good work today.

And not just her friends.

We've talked to her old
bosses at Church and Church,

Sanctum UK.

Where?

- The charity where Victoria...
- Of course.

So, uh, you think they
might be able to help?

We don't know yet.

Perhaps if you'd let us get on.

Sorry. I was...

It won't happen again.

Come on, governor. He was upset.

- He was out of order.
- Yeah, all right. Maybe.

But he's had a lot to take on
board the last couple of days.

Like the fact that his
wife didn't just leave him,

she had to fake her own
death to get away from him?

Hold on. We don't
even know if she's alive.

Yeah, but we do
know that that marriage

wasn't quite as blissful as
David's making it out to be.

Do we?

He didn't know anything
about her work at Sanctum UK.

I doubt he'd even
heard of the place.

Why would she keep it secret?

Well, Geeten Mistry did say

that she was a very
guarded and private person.

With her own husband?

But she wasn't always like that.

I was talking to some
of her law school friends.

And they described
her as fun to be with.

Bright, cheerful.
And she was smart.

She graduated at
the top of her class

and was immediately snapped up

by Madison Partners in the City.

It was also where she met David.

Three months later,
they were married.

And she handed in her notice

and went to work with
Church and Church in Archway,

sorting out wills
and conveyancing.

What was her reason
for that, I wonder.

Maybe she wanted to
downsize and de-stress

before she had children.

Maybe.

What about her college friends?

Did they ever keep in contact?

No. No such luck.

Most of them haven't
seen her for years.

Not since the wedding.

So it seems that Sarah was
the only one in regular touch

with her sister...

after she'd married David.

Well, there's nothing much
we can do here tonight.

And I'd like to get
back home on time.

He's worried that Esther's
run away with the builder.

Oh, yes. Very funny.

Oh, a lot of women like a
man who's good with his hands.

Don't be ridiculous.

Ha ha!

Okay, that was D.I. Skippy.

Apparently Sarah's
gone walkabout.

They're gonna try the neighbors.

Don't, Gerry.

I'll see you tomorrow, then.

- Well, if he's off...
- Hang on. No. Wait.

What?

The good Reverend
Tony is holding a gathering

to celebrate
Sefika's life tonight,

and he's invited all of us.

- I think we should go.
- Why?

Because it gives us a chance
to find out more about Sefika,

dig around a bit.

Of course, I can't
make you come.

But you'll make our lives a
bleeding misery if we don't.

- Yeah.
- I'll put my coat on, then.

Here we go.

Here, we should
have brought a bottle.

I'd have been grateful for it.

I'm afraid I was terribly
C of E about this.

I only got in a couple
of bottles of sweet sherry

and a Madeira cake.

Then people started
arriving with food and music.

Who are all these people?

Everyone.

Sefika was really
important in this community.

She was on the PTA. She
raised funds for the day center.

So I rang some people,
and they rang some people.

I even rang Yasemin.

Any sign?

No, but I wasn't
expecting there to be.

And anyway, I mean,
look who's here...

All ages, colors, creeds.

Just wish I had this turnout
on a Sunday morning.

She was popular, then, Sefika.

She was lovely. She
had time for everyone.

Just wish she
could have seen this.

As long as Kiraz gets to see it.

Yes! Well said, that man.

Come on, then. In you come.

Help yourselves to food.

There's a feast of all nations
in that dining room, believe me.

Go on, then. Bring me a plate.

- Where's he going?
- Food.

So are you investigating
Yasemin, then?

Kiraz, I think there are things
that went on in your family

that you don't understand.

Did she give you the full act?

About how she just
wants to be a good citizen?

How she works so hard?

"I started with
only market stall.

Now I have all this.

God save the queen."

Mmm!

Have you tried that?

- What is it?
- Don't know.

Made of aubergine, I think.

I think I'll give it a miss
until you have a positive I.D.

Oh. Thought she'd
come through here.

- Who?
- Kiraz.

I just wanted to
pay my respects.

Didn't realize it
was such a big deal.

This is Neil Farris.

- Oh.
- Gerry Standing.

Oh, sorry.

Gerry Standing. My
colleague Jack Halford.

- Hello.
- You've met Brian, obviously.

Right. Want a
vase. I'll find a vase.

I think you may have
saved us a call, Mr. Farris.

We're part of the team
investigating Sefika's death.

We were at Sanctum UK

and heard about the
work you did on her case.

I talked her through
the appeals process.

For all the good it did.

Yeah, her appeal for
deportation was denied, wasn't it?

Yeah, once the
authorities realized

that she'd traveled
here on a false visa,

she had no chance.

We heard that you worked
with Victoria Fleeting, didn't you?

We were there at the same time.

I was a volunteer only
for a couple of months.

Oh, yes, you've just
had a baby, haven't you?

Well, the missus did.

Sam. He's just turned one.

One, eh? Great age.

Walking?

Uh, no, he's just
cruising at the moment.

Cruisin'!

Let me show you this. I
only took it this morning.

He's a baby, all right.

He's a smasher, ain't
he? Hold on. Hold on.

Have a look at my grandson.

Gerry Junior. Named after me.

- Look. There he is.
- Ah!

Oh ho. On your bike.

You should see Sam's
hand-to-eye coordination.

Sorry. Do you mind?

It's a bit
overwhelming in there.

Apparently I should
apologize to you.

Really?

Yeah.

Tony had one of his
nice chats with me.

I should be more grateful

because everyone's
only trying to help.

He might be right.

Sometimes I wish him and
Emma would just shout at me

and tell me what an
ungrateful little cow I am.

They've been great but...

But they're not
your mum and dad.

I was a right cow
to them as well.

Especially mum.

I was always arguing with her.

It happens.

I wanted her to stop
treating me like a baby.

Kept telling her that I
didn't need her anymore.

It's the last thing
I said to her.

She was waiting for me
when I got in from school,

which annoyed me.

It was Tuesday,

and she was supposed
to be at that law place,

and I wanted the flat to myself.

But there she
was, wanting to talk.

What about?

She was being
miserable and too serious.

She was always like that.

Banging on about
who I could trust,

knowing who I could rely on.

Like I didn't know who
she was talking about.

Yasemin.

I think mum had
had a row with her.

- That day? What about?
- Don't know.

I wanted to watch
a stupid TV program

instead of talking to
my mum for the last time.

Don't you think that
I wish I had listened?

Don't you think I want
to know what happened?

That's why you've
got to find out for me.

You will do that, won't you?

Well, I-I don't know.

But I will do my best.

And then you'll tell
me? Everything?

Yeah.

No, no. Little Gerry
was just the same.

He used to sit in his high chair

and just sort of
take everything in.

Well, that's it. They're
like sponges at that age.

- It's incredible, isn't it?
- You still at it?

- Brian and I are heading off.
- All right.

Actually, I should be
doing the same thing.

Oh, before you go...

Did Victoria ever talk
about her husband,

her marriage, how
life was treating her?

Well, it's like I said... We
barely knew each other.

Yeah. You said.

I'm sorry I can't be more help.

Cheers.

Dead end?

I wouldn't be so sure.

Look.

What do you think?

Yeah. So far, so good.

So how long have
you been here, then?

Since this morning.
I was on time.

No, I did...

I meant, how long have
you been in the UK?

A couple of years.

So do you ever get a
chance to get back to...

Poland?

I do go home for Christmas.

See your wife, is
it, or your girlfriend?

Has he shown you?

Have you shown him?

Look at that.

- Isn't it beautiful?
- Mm.

It's traditional.

Yeah, but it's not
on my plans, is it?

Plans?

He means that fantasy
diagram he did on the computer.

That's a 3-D animated elevation.

So I'll be back in the morning
and, um, finish the rest.

Can't wait.

Good night, Esther.

Good night, Tomas.

Or should I say do widzenia?

Oh, didn't I say it right?

I was trying to say
goodbye in Polish.

I like learning a foreign
language. Don't I?

Apparently.

But I have a bit of trouble
with the pronunciation.

Oh, no, no, no. It's very good.

- Thank you. Goodbye.
- Bye.

Isn't it gorgeous?

It will take about 30 seconds.

Yeah, 30 seconds of my
life I'll never get back again.

Yes, but you'll never
get the 20 minutes

you've spent arguing
with me back either.

So come on, Kiraz.
Take the rubbish out.

Mingin'!

Everything in this
house is mingin'.

Like, whatever. Innit?

Despite her rather
limited vocabulary,

she's obviously a bright girl.

Yeah, too clever
sometimes. And her temper.

Oh, you don't want to be
on the business end of that.

Maybe it's just as well
Yasemin didn't turn up.

Yeah, maybe so.

Although I did notice a few of
her warehouse workers here.

Really? That's nice.

Tony, is there
something I need to know

about Yasemin and the warehouse?

I'm not really sure
what you need to know.

Perhaps if you gave
me some indication.

Well, how it usually works is
that people tell me everything.

Even if I have to take
them down to the station.

Right.

Because, you see, in an
investigation such as this

with one person missing,
another one dead,

every single detail
is rather important.

Of course.

Okay, well, you've
got my number.

Thanks for a lovely evening.

You're very welcome.

You've finished, have you?

No, I need to tidy up

and ask Esther if she
is happy with everything.

Oh, I think you know
the answer to that.

Look, Brian.

Very nice.

Dziekuje bardzo.

Your wife, she's very happy.

Is good for you.

In Britain, happy
lady, happy house.

Is it not like that in
your country, then?

Oh, we're still a little
old-fashioned, you know?

Yeah, you must have
seen some changes, though.

Yes. Yes. Lots of change.

When was Solidarity legalized?

Oh, what a great man, old Lech.

Is he still with us?

Uh...

Lech Walesa. Is he still alive?

Okay, I admit it. I
am not Polish, okay?

Fair enough. But you did say...

No, no, no, no. You said.

I just did not say anything.

But then your nice wife,

she... she learns to
speak Polish to me.

Oh, well, she can
say "yes" and "no"

and "Would you
like a cup of tea?"

She's hardly fluent.

She speaks more
Polish than I do.

So, what do you speak?

Albanian.

I know what you think.

That I'm a pimp with
a brothel for girls.

I'm gangster.

- Why? Have some...
- I have lost jobs, you know?

"Thank you very much for coming,
but we've changed our minds."

Very polite. Very English.

Well, I wouldn't have.

Look, why don't I pay?

I presume you'd prefer cash.

What?

What does it mean?

No. Look, I wasn't suggesting...

I send you invoice.
Including VAT.

The price I quoted.

That's great.

Sorry.

Happy lady, happy house.

Oh, and I found this
card in the flowers.

While he was arranging them.

"With all our love and
eternal gratitude, N and S."

Yeah. Eternal gratitude.

What did they have
to be grateful about?

I thought it was
Neil helping Sefika,

not the other way around.

What's the "S" stand for?

Oh, it's Sam. His baby boy.

Does he have a wife?

- Yeah.
- What's her name?

- Thanks.
- Um...

Well, you were the one

exchanging family
histories with him.

I don't know.

Don't think he ever
mentioned his wife's name.

What? Ever?

It is a bit weird, isn't it?

I'll tell you what
else is weird.

Yasemin never mentioned that
on the day Sefika disappeared

they'd had a big bust-up.

Who told you this?

That's not important.

What is important is
that you didn't tell us

you'd had an argument with
Sefika on the day she died.

- Now, why didn't you?
- Because.

What was said
was between sisters.

I think we're past that now.

She was in a bad way.

Upset and rambling.

She told me that
she had to go away,

and she wanted me to promise
that I would look after Kiraz,

give her the things
that she could not.

And what did you
say to that? Yasemin.

Believe me, I could
bite my tongue out now.

But they had always
been so judgmental.

Bayram and Sefika?

Especially Bayram. He
was so self-righteous.

Telling me how to run my
business, treat my workers.

So when she came to
me asking for help, I...

I told her to sort out
her own problems.

Now I realize that is what
my sister was asking me to do.

Look after Kiraz
when she was gone.

That's why she
stole her friend's car.

Victoria and
Sefika were friends?

Yes.

She had been seeing
Victoria for weeks.

They had got talking. There
was something about a man.

She had been matchmaking
her with this other solicitor.

She said they were in
love, that it was obvious.

Uh, did she mention a name?

I don't think so.

I never heard the
end of the story.

Excuse me.

Detective
Superintendent Pullman.

Cheers, Jack.

You will never guess
who's just turned up.

Where is she?

I-I don't know.

I was hoping by the time I got
here, you'd be able to tell me.

But she is still alive?

Yeah, but I don't
know where she lives.

Bollocks. Don't believe you.

Victoria and I agreed
to sever all contact

in case David found
her through me.

It was as if she had died.

If he finds her first...

Haven't you worked it out?

I mean, why do you
think she did all this?

Are you saying that David
was violent to Victoria?

You've met him. You've
seen what he's like.

He knew who we were ringing.

And I gave him more information.

I think you were right. He
didn't know about Sanctum UK.

That's where Neil
and Victoria met.

She's with Neil Farris?

Yeah, they're together.

But I'm the only person from
Victoria's old life who knows.

That's why Neil didn't put
her name on the flowers.

Of course he wouldn't
put her name on anything.

He knows better than that.

We've all been so careful,

and then you've just
led David straight to her!

Neil's address.

- Gerry.
- Can I come?

- No.
- Please?

Okay.

'Round here somewhere.

Come on.

No! No, David, please!

- Please, no!
- You stay here.

Please! Please!
You're hurting me!

No, please! Don't, David!

No!

Please don't do this to me!

David!

Get...

Tell her! Tell her!

Tell her I love her. How
I... How I looked for her.

David Fleeting, I'm
arresting you for assault.

You do not have to say anything,
but it may harm your defense...

David, calm down,
or you'll hurt yourself.

All right?

We need an ambulance
and a squad car.

6 Winsley Road. Now!

Vicky!

Vicky, Vicky.

Are you all right, sir? There's
an ambulance on its way.

It's over.

All right, mate.

- Do you want to go inside?
- Yeah.

Here you go.

Oh. Hello.

Hi.

I was wondering
if I could talk to

Detective
Superintendent Pullman?

She's out at the moment.

Oh, um, of course.

- Busy, busy.
- Can we help?

David liked to be in control. I
knew that when I married him.

It's what I wanted.

Someone to look after me.

I'd had to be
totally self-reliant

since Mum and Dad
died and Sarah had left.

It was nice.

At first.

How did it start?

My job.

He didn't like how
well I was doing.

How it kept me away from him.

So he just kept chipping away.

Objecting to my hours.

He'd get so angry.

Saying that I didn't
love him enough.

That I was going to
choose the job and not him.

When did he start hitting you?

It was just a slap the
first time I was late home.

He was really sorry, and it was
never going to happen again.

Pretty stupid, wasn't I?

Soon it was
happening all the time.

I just couldn't do
anything right for him.

He'd got rid of all
my other friends.

He wouldn't let me
call them or visit them.

He...

He said I belonged to him,

and if I ever left him,
he was going to kill me.

And I knew he meant it.

I had no choice. I
had to do what I did.

I didn't plan it.

It... It just... happened.

I need you to
understand that at least.

Please. I want to explain.

You will. But not here.

Come and get me when
she's ready to leave, yeah?

Will do.

Detective Superintendent
Pullman seems to think

that the smallest
detail might be the key

to finding out what
happened to poor Sefika.

And the missing woman.

- Actually...
- Actually, we agree.

The smallest detail.

If only it was small.

Kiraz was wrong about
Yasemin going to the authorities.

She wouldn't have. She couldn't.

I'm not sure we understand.

The faked visas
came from Yasemin.

She was the one that
smuggled Sefika and her family

into the country illegally.

How do you know this?

Sefika told me in confidence.

And then a week
later, she disappeared.

It's highly unlikely that the
two things are connected.

I know. But I have
to think of Kiraz.

It's a great responsibility

bringing up
someone else's child,

and I have to put her first now.

Even in front of
Yasemin's poor workers.

I think you've lost me again.

The fake visas.

Sefika said that's where
Yasemin gets her workforce.

Once she's brought
them into the country,

she tells them that they
owe her for documents,

and they have to work
for her until it's paid off.

Which, of course,
takes many years.

She takes money
straight out of their wages.

She barely leaves
them enough to live on.

That's why Sefika and
Bayram fell out with her.

Because of the way that
she treated those poor people.

You mean those poor
illegal immigrants?

I suppose, technically...

Look, I'm... I'm only telling
you this to help with the case.

It has, hasn't it?

Helped?

We're pretty sure that
Yasemin had nothing to do

with Sefika going missing.

I don't suppose you could
forget that I've just told you about

a warehouse full
of illegal workers?

Doesn't work like that.

No.

I suppose not.

Well, thank you.

I'll show you out.

Listen. Just so you know...

It'll take me ages to get
through to the Home Office.

Really?

Oh, yes, it'll probably be hours

before I can talk
to the right people.

So I suppose I can only hope

that nobody nips 'round to the
warehouse and tips anyone off.

No.

That would be terrible.

Absolutely.

So, goodbye, Reverend Granville.

Goodbye.

Geeten came to the
office looking for volunteers.

It was a window of opportunity.

It was great. I was
doing what I was good at.

And then you met Neil?

I suppose.

But I really didn't think
of him romantically.

David still had me well-trained.

So, what changed?

Sefika.

Neil and I were
trying to help her

through all the
forms and hearings.

She was a lovely
lady. We got talking.

And then, one day,

she waited for Neil to
get a file or something.

She just said, "He
loves you, you know?"

Of course, I didn't believe her.

I got quite angry with her.

Next thing, I was
telling her everything.

It just came tumbling out.

And I was supposed to
be the one helping her.

But no one could
help her, could they?

I'd known from the off that
she had a hopeless case.

When I told her she was
definitely going to be deported,

she was heartbroken.

She wanted to know if there
was any way Kiraz could stay.

And what did you say to that?

The only way for Kiraz to stay
was as an unaccompanied minor.

And for that to happen,
Sefika would have to disappear.

Is that when you
came up with the plan

for her to take your car?

What? No!

No. She asked
for a glass of water.

When I got back, she'd gone.

So had my car keys.

And she'd left her
handbag behind.

I thought she'd be back for it
once she'd cleared her head.

So you just went home,

and next thing that happened
was a knock on the door?

Mm. A policewoman
and a policeman.

They said there'd
been an accident.

That's when I knew she was dead.

And then they
asked me who I was.

And what did you say?

I told them I was Sarah.

Why?

Because I didn't want to
be Victoria Fleeting anymore.

And for the first time I could
see a way of making that happen.

And then I was
standing in the morgue

looking at poor Sefika's body
and telling them it was me.

I know. I-I know it was
a terrible thing to do.

That's why I called Sarah.

I thought she'd tell me to
stop being stupid and own up.

But instead she got
on the next flight back.

I had a day then.

A day to sort things out.

To decide where
I was going to go.

There was only one
place I wanted to be.

With Neil.

Didn't he try and talk
some sense into you?

Of course.

But we were just so
happy to be together.

So happy that you didn't
think about anybody else.

I was thinking of someone else.

I was thinking of the
baby I was carrying.

I knew that if I told
David Sam was his,

he'd try and take
him away from me.

Sorry.

I'm still struggling
with the part

where you left a
teenage girl alone,

not knowing what happened
to either of her parents.

I feel terrible about that.
If I could make it better...

You will. Don't worry.
I'll make sure of it.

Hello.

What I did was unforgivable,
and I'm not here for that.

Good, 'cause you're
not gonna get it!

I didn't plan to do this, Kiraz.

I need you to understand
just how desperate I was.

I get that. What your
husband did was crap.

That's right.

But what you did
was just as bad.

You took advantage of someone

who thought that
you cared about them.

You just shoved
her in some coffin

where no one knew where she was.

No one knew to take her flowers.

Where people were
crying, but not for her.

How would you feel if
someone did that to you,

and your little boy didn't
know where you were?

- Look, I think that's enough.
- No. Wait.

You're right.

I did something terrible,
and I can never make up for it.

All I can do is try
to put things back

to how they should have been.

I should have given
you this a long time ago.

That's my mum's handbag.

What are you doing with it?

I kept it for you.

Kiraz, your mum
loved you very much...

I don't need you
telling me that!

Why don't you just go?

Take her to the car.

Come on.

Look, I know it's hard, but
you said you wanted the truth.

And that's what I've had, is it?

Of course.

Didn't you think I'd
be able to work it out?

She killed herself, didn't she?

For me, so I didn't have
to go back to Turkey.

Kiraz, we can't know that.

She could have just
lost control of the car.

The only person
who could tell us

what was going through your
mother's head was your mother.

So I'm not gonna say I
know how she was feeling

or how you feel now.

I can only say what I see.

What's that?

A bright, intelligent,
challenging, strong girl.

And I'd take a guess that your
mum would be very proud of you.

I hope you understand
why I didn't tell you earlier

about Yasemin and the warehouse.

Yeah, I do.

My colleague explained that you
were on the horns of a dilemma.

They did? Good.

Actually, could you
tell Mr. Lane, from me,

thank you and
everyone's fine now?

Yeah. Of course.

Bye-bye.

Right. Thank you.

David Fleeting's been
charged with GBH.

- Ah.
- At least that's something.

Until he gives the
judge the full sob story.

Bereaved and abandoned.

Yeah, and hands up anyone

who thinks he won't
want access to his son.

And he'll love having
his day in court.

How do you mean?

Another chance to
have power over Victoria.

Man's a control freak.

He gives us control
freaks a bad name, actually.

Great.

Three arrests, and I don't feel
like we've got the right result.

Victoria and Sarah,

they'll be charged with
perjury at an inquest

and giving false statements.

Possible seven for that.

And Yasemin?

Any news on the
Home Office raid?

Yeah, they seized four boxes
of documents from her house,

and she's now helping
them with their inquiries.

Good.

The strange thing was that
when they went to the warehouse

it was like the Marie Celeste.

Not a soul there.

Really?

That is strange.

Isn't it just?

Come on. Pub.

♪ It's all right, it's okay ♪

♪ Doesn't really matter
if you're old and gray ♪

♪ It's all right, I
say it's okay ♪

♪ Listen to what I say ♪

♪ It's all right, doing fine ♪

♪ Doesn't really matter
if the sun don't shine ♪

♪ It's all right, I
say it's okay ♪

♪ We're getting to
the end of the day ♪

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