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1 Mr. Gilfoyle, I unpacked all your shopping.

I left the paper out for you too.

I-I took the fiver, I hope that's okay.

Is that honey?

Yeah. Do you wanna have a look?

Can I?

Here. Put this on.

Don't worry. They won't hurt ya.

What do you see in there?

- Nothing. - Uh-huh.

Is that bad?

It means the queen's getting old.

There should be eggs in there, but she's running low.

DS Lenker? Errol Mathis files requested from the 2011 archive.

Now have a little listen.

It's higher pitched. They're in a frenzy.

They can feel a change coming and it makes them nervous.

What are they gonna do?

Well... the workers will try and make a new queen

so they can keep the hive going.

But the old one,

she'll try and stop any challenger she sees as a threat.

And that's 'cause there can only be one queen.

So, what happens?

They fight, of course.

They don't stop until one of them kills the other one.

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Stop it. Stop it, Preston.

Ah, gifts from the outside world.

Thought you might have had enough of powdered caffeine and UHT milk.

You're a life saver, aye.

Um, so, what's so important that you couldn't wait till after lunch?

Um...

Well, when we first met, uh, I said that, you know,

I can't take the pain away.

Hmm.

But all I can do is work all the hours I've got to make sure that the...

the man who did this to your family...

spends the rest of his life behind bars.

I'm pushing for a charge of attempted murder, okay?

Okay.

We've got a meeting with the CPS tonight.

No promises.

Just like I said, you know, sometimes these things take time.

Huh.

- Right? - And this is from the archived stuff?

Yeah, it's Hegarty's logbook.

So, Errol is vehemently denying everything, fighting for his innocence.

And then less than 48 hours later, he's volunteering confession.

Then in between, there's this visit to the crime scene, right?

- Something happened on that visit. - Definitely.

Something...

I mean, it's useless, but yeah, something happens.

You don't think this is suspicious?

I didn't say it wasn't suspicious.

It's old news. They had it at the trial.

We had it at the appeal. I mean, it's not sympathetic.

"Hey, fancy a field trip to where your girlfriend

was brutally murdered two days ago?" But it is aboveboard.

Right. So, what's with the "Huh?"

Huh?

Well, you... You said it like something was interesting.

Maybe. I don't know.

It's a reach, but 7:30.

7:30, clearance comes through from Dr. Hollingworth.

Errol okayed for interview.

- Then? - Well, then they do it.

10:30, interview with Errol Mathis under caution.

What happens in between?

Nothing happens in between.

Nothing.

Huh.

Right?

Medical clears him at 7:30. There's no new evidence after that.

They're under pressure for an arrest.

Why don't they just interview him

straight after the doctor gives them the go-ahead?

Instead they wait for three hours. Why?

Maybe he's not a morning person. Maybe he fancied a lie-in, or...

They were waiting for the duty solicitor to change.

- Working their way down the list until... - Until they got an SNE brief.

- A lawyer they can work with. - See no evil.

And this caller, if they can find her...

I mean, you see what I'm saying? This is big.

They've got her on the phone, you know?

On the phone saying she knows who did it.

I'm gonna get everyone on this, okay?

I'm gonna...

Errol!

- Darling, this is good news. - Mum... I can't.

Don't you get it? I can't.

Every time you do this, it makes it harder for me.

- No, darling, I... - No, I d... I don't want your help.

Can't you get that?

I don't...

I don't want hope.

I want to forget, Mum.

So just let me forget.

You're tired. You need to get an early night...

- No, every time you do this... - Have a shave.

... you just make this worse.

You make this worse.

Oh, God.

Please.

Jus-Jus-Just leave me alone.

H-How?

How am I supposed to tell these screws... tell apart, like...

Maybe you don't need a table.

Lisa?

- How'd you even know him? - Are you serious?

How'd you even meet?

You don't get to tell me what I can do, okay, who I can see,

who I can fucking spend my time with.

You're both volatile, vulnerable. I'm trying to look out for you.

No. You're trying to control me, like I am some case to be managed.

Lisa.

- I have done my best. Rehabs, methadone... - Best?

... paying off flat deposits when you've left them wrecked.

I'm doing what I have to do to find a solution.

Oh, is that what this is?

Is that what this is? That what it is?

Feeding your daughter gear every night

so she doesn't leave you on your own?

- I am your dad. - You're not my dad.

- I'm here to look after you. - You're my fucking dealer.

I mean, do you have any idea how fucked up that is?

If I wasn't doing this, you would be dead. We both know that.

- You know what the worst thing is? - Get in the car.

You know that you're going to do it.

- You like it like this. - What?

I mean, you're...

You're terrified I'm gonna leave you,

and you'll just be another sad, lonely old man.

I wish you were in a state to leave, so don't even go there.

I mean... I mean, you've got...

You've got no friends, no fucking family...

- Get in the car. - No. Am I wrong though?

- Get in the car. - You know what? You're the one who's sick.

Get in the car. Put some...

Keeping me hooked like I'm your fucking pet.

And you know what? No wonder Mum gave up.

I mean, who would go on living if it meant being with you?

Go and put some fucking clothes on.

- Fuck off. Fuck off. - Yeah. Fuck off. Fuck off.

How'd you think we fucking met?

Fuck!

Shit!

So it was back in 2011, I'm not sure if you remember,

but you were defending a guy called Errol Mathis.

He confessed, if I recall.

I'm interested in your relationship with the investigating police team.

Like, did you know any of them prior to the case?

- I'd have to look at my records. - Oh, that's... There's no need. I, um...

So, i-it seems that two weeks before,

you were defending a Mrs. Destiny Bolasie,

uh, against a charge of possession with intent to supply.

And the investigating officer was the same guy.

It was DCI Daniel Hegarty.

I don't know what you're fishing for.

Did anything happen on your visit to the crime scene?

- Excuse me? - Were you with your client at all times?

- Of course I was. - And did DCI Hegarty ever make it clear

how he got a confession from Errol?

Look, I'm afraid, Officer Lenker, that asking me to go any further

is asking me to waive professional privilege,

which belongs only to my client,

as set out in Section 1.3e of the Legal Services Act of 2007.

I assume you already know that.

But if you continue to push me,

I'll have no choice but to contact your duty inspector

and ask him to explain it to you.

Well, thank you, Mr. Cardona.

Perhaps you could ask him to explain

the part about that privilege being void

if the solicitor is found to be in conspiracy to perpetrate a fraud

or, by analogy, any other crime.

I'll show myself out.

Lisa. Where is she?

I was literally just gonna te... Wait. I thought she was with you.

What's going on?

- She... - What happened?

She didn't call?

- What did you say to her? - Oh, don't fucking start, okay?

- Listen... - I'm gonna go look for her.

No. No, no, no, no. She's probably on her way home.

Don't you go anywhere. I'll go home.

She'll be there sat on the doorstep.

I lost my keys, or I won't have asked you.

- Have you got somewhere to be? - Yeah, I've got a meeting in 45 minutes.

Yeah, the bloke you arrested. The kid in the park.

- Yeah, she was saying... - She being my daughter?

She was gassed about it.

- Gassed? - Yeah.

- I hardly think so. - She's proud of you, man.

No, she's not.

Make yourself useful. Call around, call her friends.

She hasn't got any friends.

Right.

Doris, please.

- Goodbye, Latisha. - Let me... Let me explain.

No. You told me you were losing your kids. I supported you.

- That was true. - I don't want to hear it.

- I wanna help. I swear. - No, you don't. Nobody does.

Not you, not my husband, not Errol.

And you know what? Who cares?

I don't need you.

I'm not giving up.

See ya.

Hey.

Hey.

Do you remember my first day in CID?

Mm-hmm.

"Chloe will show you around."

Hmm. "Any questions, just, uh... Just ask Chloe."

"Chloe, do you mind just showing the new girl around?

Just making her feel really... "

- Yeah, yeah. "At home." Yeah. - "At home."

Classic Roy.

It's not personal.

You know? I just...

Have a massive stick up your ass.

I was gonna say, "Work better alone."

And you think I'm a people pleaser.

No, I don't think that. It's not true.

It's not about you, actually.

It's not about me. It's about this job.

- It's all of it. It's... - It's in the walls.

Yeah.

Do you know what gets me most?

You know, Claudia Mayhew politely suggests

reform and have you seen all the shit

that she deals with online? It's disgusting, man.

Seriously?

Death threats. She's moved house, I think, twice.

You... You looked at that stuff?

- Yeah. - Why?

Why would you give them the satisfaction?

I don't know. I...

I tell myself it's about knowing the enemy,

but the truth is I just find myself, in the middle of the night,

so angry I can't resist.

I'm that kid with the lighter.

Just like that...

Till I get burned.

I know what you're thinking, all right?

No, no. You don't talk, okay? You just do as you're told.

But I'm good for her.

Right, some guardian angel you are.

She talks to me. She tells me stuff.

The idea of you two, sneaking around behind my fucking back!

Oh, for f... She wasn't... She wasn't going behind your back!

She's scared of you. She can't...

You're so fucking... You're just...

Lisa!

She looks up to you, but you're never there.

You don't... You don't listen. You don't talk. You give her nothing!

Nothing!

What? What's going on?

What's wrong?

What's going on?

It's no big deal.

Um, okay, just change of plan. Just get me phone numbers.

Any of her cronies. Her hangouts.

You stay exactly where you are. Think you can do that?

Stay in contact.

What about your meeting?

Hi, Jakey. Listen, um, I can drop you somewhere,

if you wanna go hang. As long as you're back by 9:00.

No, I'm good, thanks.

- I won't risk it. - Okay.

- All right. Well, thank you. - Call yourself a scientist.

- Well, I do have a PhD! - Hello, sweetheart.

I'm just going to go up.

- Okay. - I'll be down for bed in a sec.

Thank you.

It's just for a few days, I promise.

- Yeah. - Just till she gets her strength back.

Yeah. Yeah. No worries. It gives me a chance to learn more about...

What does she call them again? Sell-by dates.

Uh, I did wanna talk to you about something, actually.

Mm-hmm?

I just wanted to say no hard feelings about the other day.

I think we both said things...

Oh, that.

Yeah. Oh, yeah. Me too. I agree.

It's water under the bridge.

Have we got any... We haven't got any mustard.

Mm-hmm.

She's thrown that away as well.

When you say "that".

- Huh? - I mean, when you say "Oh, that," do you...

- I don't know. Never mind. - Okay.

Do you want some dinner in a bit or are you...

Sorry, when you say, "Oh, that," it just kinda sounds

like it wasn't really a big deal, that's all.

- And it was kind of a big deal. - Okay.

I'm sorry. It's just you see what I'm... saying.

You know, your instincts telling you

that my son and his friends were in the wrong.

Well...

I mean, that's not a...

It's not a missed wedding anniversary or something.

It's quite big.

Yeah. I know that.

So, I'm just trying to understand...

why you did that.

Um...

I dunno.

I dunno.

Okay.

- We okay? - Yeah.

Mum?

I think I'd really like to be at home.

I mean, maybe-maybe-maybe you and Jakey would...

come to mine.

Just for a few days. You know, just until I get my, uh,

my head back on.

All right?

This is DCI Daniel Hegarty, please leave a message.

Dan, are you fucking kidding me?

I am sat here, sipping piña coladas

with the Chief Crown Prosecutor at the CPS,

and I am running out of small talk.

So you better have a seriously fucking good excuse up your sleeve.

Uh... Anyway, um...

Amit Ceker. Uh, what are we saying? What do I tell him?

Attempted murder, ABH?

Christ's sake, Dan, where are you? Call me.

Hey, you've reached Lisa.

Sorry, I can't get to the phone right now.

But if you leave a message or if I know you, drop me a text

and I will try and get back to you.

Hello?

Yeah, is that the A & E streaming nurse?

That's correct. How can I help?

Yeah, this is Detective Chief Inspector Daniel Hegarty

from Hackney Downs Police Station. I-I'm looking for a white woman.

She may have been admitted this evening.

Young, slim, blonde hair, early mid... looks early mid-twenties.

Okay, we'll post a notice.

Yeah, she may have been admitted tonight. Possibly with a...

- With some kind of drugs issue. - Okay.

If anyone matching that description turns up,

- will you please give me a call? - Okay. Uh, sure.

Hello, mate. It's Ross Cardona here.

It's been a while, hey?

Listen, something happened today. Bit weird.

I had a visit from a DS June Lenker. Call me back, okay?

First closest available car

to attend to the King's Arms Club on Erskine Road for a 22A.

115 to dispatch.

Go ahead, 115.

We're going north on Caydale Drive.

- Patrick. - No. Nothing here.

Listen to me. If she turns up, if she comes back to your flat,

if she calls you or anything at all,

I need to know. Do you understand me?

No messing about, okay?

Yeah, I said I would.

- I am responsible for her, understand? - Yeah.

Imran said he sent you this photo.

You saw her tonight, this young woman?

Lisa? Hadn't seen her in years. It was so nice.

She was on it with some guys I didn't know, but they went off,

talking about Signum or something.

Signum?

What's that? Signum, what's that? Is that a rave?

Too cold for me.

Where is it? Where is it?

Epping Forest or somewhere.

How'd you even know him?

How'd you even meet?

To what? I just keep an eye out for her.

And if she comes round trying to score, I message you.

Easy money.

Who is that girl anyway?

Where you gonna go?

Where are we going?

Lisa?

No, it's me. She's okay. We're at yours.

Hello?

Uh, where are the kids?

My sister's got 'em.

Oh, good.

Why are you sleeping in your car?

He had organized the flat for me. Paying all the rent.

Once I couldn't be with you, he took it back.

I don't have anywhere to go.

Who was this man, Latisha?

Who was this man?

- Oh, piss off, will ya? - Oh, nice.

This is the second time in four days you've been harassing me.

If you've got a question, go through the rep.

Uh, you don't wanna do that.

I know how much trouble you're in as it is.

Twenty-four hours, Errol Mathis went from

protesting his innocence to confessing.

Plus, I'm a cripple, so it's a very bad look.

What happened to change his mind?

What did Hegarty do, @TB_DT?

Oh, does that scare you?

It should.

I've got absolutely no idea what you're talking about.

You can tell that to digital forensics when they chase the accounts.

- Get off my property. - Probably have a root around the IP address.

See what else it's been doing. Chase down the VPNs.

- Get deep, if you know what I mean. - I'm warning you.

Your career, over, Tony.

Your pension, gone.

You tell me what happened,

and I can think about what to do with that information.

- You're loving this, aren't you? - Tell me what happened.

You and all your muggy little mates?

- Hegarty can't protect you from this. - Coming for me like I'm the problem.

You are living in a dreamland, Tony.

Me? No, love. You're the one fucking dreaming.

I've worked East London for 35 years. You're a joke.

You think the world is a United Colors of Benetton ad.

It's a war zone, love.

Go down any estate in Tower Hamlets

and see if you can find a mixed gang.

You can't. You know why? 'Cause they all fucking hate each other.

The whites hate the Blacks. And the Blacks hate the Turks.

And the Turks hate the Pakis. So don't come round here,

trying to threaten me or tell me how the world works,

'cause I ain't the problem. I'm the solution. And you, look at ya!

You're just a token copper! Now, fuck off!

Let her sleep it off.

There's some aspirin in the drawer by the fridge.

Nothing stronger without checking with me.

Please, just listen.

Please. This information would only be known

by somebody that has worked with you.

And we've already put the IP address within a mile of Tony's house.

It's not enough. You're talking about a serving officer.

Ma'am, this is one of the men that threatened you.

It's not a fishing expedition.

We just pick up phones and computers, and we get him.

You don't need a magistrate. You just need to go in and prove it.

Yeah. Okay, yeah.

You! Hey, you. Hey! I'm talking to you.

Now's really not the right time, love. All right?

I want an apology.

Listen, disappear, love, before you get hurt.

You asked my friends to spy on me! Call yourself a policeman?

You're a disgrace. You understand me? A disgrace.

You lied then, and you're lying now. I know what you did. I know.

I know. I know what you did!

Go away!

Are you okay?

Oi! Get out of the car. The fuck do you think you're doing?

Get out of the car!

Fucking maniac!

Hiya, this is Doris.

I can't come to the phone, but please leave a message after the beep.

Hi, Mum. It's me.

I hope you slept all right.

I just... I just wanna say...

I'm sorry.

I, um... I cleaned myself up.

So, you know, I'm more smart for the next time you come.

You know I love you.

Delta, Yankee, Alpha.

I'm calling all eastbound units.

We have a victim at the scene, an IC3 female,

name of Doris Mathis, pronounced dead.

Paramedics in the final stages now.

Setting aside the Doris Mathis charge...

what are we looking at?

Trolling, you know. Well, banter, really. That's all.

- That's all? - Yeah.

Look, I might have took it a bit far at times,

but that's just... that's just, like,

the way it is. Everyone does it, you know?

You let off steam. That's the sense of humor.

- Did you make threats? - No.

I mean, you can't take everything too serious, can you?

They'll be trying to say that you posed a credible threat.

Can they?

Look, I did drop a drawing of,

uh, of the yard where her office is and...

and a picture or two, yeah. But hold on, it's not like that.

- I wouldn't have actually, sort of, like... - That's not the point.

Mate, she's come at me, right? People like me...

It's like, you know, come on, people like us...

Uh, don't start, Tony, okay?

Listen, she started the war, right? What did she expect?

I said not now.

If there's something that needs to be done, I will do that.

Oh, you better.

But they are searching your place

right now. Do you know what that means?

So, if I'm gonna help, I need to be able to help.

So, do you need to tell me anything?

Give me a minute.

This is, um...

- Yeah. - Yeah, it's a tragedy.

Spent her life fighting for what she believed in.

Yeah. It's a great shame.

Died for it.

I wonder whether perhaps recent events

might have stirred things up for her.

Perhaps she's been led to a place where emotions were running high.

Can't help thinking about her husband, poor man,

and how he was desperate for her to forget about it all.

So, if you've come to protect your mate's little troll cave,

I'm afraid you're too late. We're just finishing up here.

No, no, no, of course not. I wouldn't dream of it.

Turns out he was quite active online.

I had no idea.

Really? Because a few days ago you told me that all that

was strictly to do with his undercover work.

- So I believed. - So, he managed to keep all that from you?

Despite the fact that you were his supervising officer

for nearly 20 years?

A double life.

God, that sounds fucking stupid of you, sir.

Well, I could hardly disagree, given the circumstances, can I?

I suppose I'll know more once I have a chance to review this evidence.

Oh, no, I'm afraid that's not gonna happen.

On the contrary,

this falls under the extension of the original undercover work

for which I was, as you say, supervising officer.

So I will send you the report once it's done.

- No. No, that's not... - Thanks very much for getting us started.

I want every scrap of paper here itemized and accounted for.

- Sir. - Gonna take the carpets up.

Sir! I was the first respondent. This is mine.

I'm sorry, DS Lenker, not this time.

I have an email from ACC Claudia Mayhew.

It sets out the chain of command.

As you can see, according to the superintendent,

your long-standing close relationship with the racist, misogynistic,

death-threat-sending officer involved

means that you are completely unsuitable for the role.

However, I would be happy to let you have a copy of the report

once I'm done.

Alleged racist, misogynist, death-threat-giving officer.

You can't have thought she'd let you take control,

so why are you here?

To pay condolences?

To protect your friend?

No way.

Wait! We're not done here.

Cheers! Cheers!

Thank you. You too.

Loosen up, Chief. We're celebrating!

I tried calling. Cruella came through, God bless her!

CPS have finally grown a pair. Attempted murder. That's the charge.

Come on.

Boss... Boss, we got the shooter.

Hey.

Never mind.

For the tape, the officers present

are DCI Daniel Hegarty and DS Tony Gilfoyle.

The time is 00:13,

25th of September, 2011.

Also present are Errol Mathis and his solicitor, Ross Cardona.

I understand that the defendant wishes to revise his earlier statement.

That's correct.

Errol, in your words.

Go ahead, just tell me.

Tell us like... like you told me.

I, um...

I killed her.

Name, please.

I killed Adelaide Burrowes.

I took the knife from the kitchen drawer...

Okay.

I put it in her.

Where?

Throat.

You put the knife in her... in her throat?

Yeah.

Anywhere else you remember?

- Chest. - The chest.

For the tape, the officers present are DCI Daniel Hegarty

and DS Tony Gilfoyle.

The time is 00:13, 25th of September, 2011.

Also present are Errol Mathis and his solicitor, Ross Cardona.

I understand that the defendant wishes to revise his earlier statement.

That is correct.

Errol.

Errol, in your own words.

Go on, like you told me.

Uh, yeah.

I killed her.

Name, please.

I killed Adelaide Burrowes.

Where?

Throat.

In her throat? You put the knife in her throat?

Yeah.

Where?

Throat.

In her throat? You put the knife in her throat?

Yeah.

Anywhere else you remember?

- Chest. - The chest?

In her throat?

Yeah.

Anywhere else do you remember?

- Chest. - The chest.

Her chest and her throat.

Her chest and her throat.

They won't stand up.

You were giving him the answers.

There's not a jury in the country that will ever see that.

That's not a denial.

The footage from this interview was reported damaged.

- I don't need to explain... - That's not a denial.

There is a man in prison.

There is another man out there,

somewhere, with a woman whose life is in danger.

Can you comprehend, even for just one second,

that this is not about you?

What happened between you and Errol?

How is it that his memory just suddenly returns?

And why does it feel like he's looking to you for guidance?

There are parakeets in Epping Forest.

Did you know that?

Apparently, two birds escaped from an aviary in Essex

over 100 years ago.

Now they're everywhere.

What happened?

DCI Hegarty, it's time.

Tell me what happened.

Yeah.

Okay.

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