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(GUNSHOT)
A fifth bullet has been found.

50% of the DNA is shared
with Le Saux, our missing witness.

She was his daughter.
Frank was my father?

I wish he'd known that about me.

There was a deal,
Frank called it his goldmine.

I think there's a leak in the team.
Who?

If you ever feel you need
somewhere safe...

you know where I am.

Potential evidence has disappeared.

Are you sure? A daughter?

I'm not gonna go public with it.

This is just between you and me.

So, between you and me,
I'm very concerned for her safety.

She witnessed a murder,

and we're not the only ones
looking for her.

Look, I'm sorry to have
to ask you this but -

Look, I'm sorry to have
No, I wasn't aware.

And no, I don't know who she is.

Perhaps it was before
you and Frank got together?

No, I don't think so.

Sometimes after a shock
memories get dislodged,

come to the surface.

If that happens, call me.

(DOOR UNLOCKS)

(DOOR SHUTS)

Nancy!

I need to talk to you.

Your mum called last night.
Here?

She was after you.

She didn't sound too good.

Maybe you should call her.

(ENGINE STARTS)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(PHONE RINGS)

'Hello?'

Nancy, I know I made you angry.

Why didn't you tell him, mum? Hmm?

Why didn't you tell Frank?

If he had known
he would have rescued me.

(PHONE BEEPS)

(PHONES RINGING)

DS Devlin?

In here.

DS Martin, perhaps you'd
like to repeat to DS Devlin

the allegation you just made to me.

Someone broke into my flat
last night,

using my spare keys,
which I leave here.

I disturbed them and gave chase.

I think it was you.

Did you break in to DS Martin's flat?

I think someone on the team
is covering for Le Saux's killer.

I thought it was Gunner.
Screw you.

I felt I needed more evidence
before I could raise this with you.

What grounds do you have

to suspect that anyone
on the team might be corrupt?

I accept I was wrong about
DS Martin. What grounds?

Evidence has gone missing, ma'am.
What evidence?

Photographs from the surveillance
file on Eagle Repairs.

I'm looking for a man
in an A3 convertible, am I?

Mm-hm.

Something like that?

No, I checked the file yesterday.
They weren't there.

Is this your only evidence that
someone on the team might be bent?

Yeah.

Jesus, you NCD people never
use the front door, do you?

Why didn't you come to me

instead of wasting your time
chasing shadows?

Ma'am? The guy in the car, DS Devlin
brought him to my attention

so I ran a PNC check.

I didn't think DS Martin
had quite got round to it, so...

The driver's a Mr Shay Nash

and he...erm...runs a medical
supply company out of Shoreham.

He's got form. GBH.

And I checked HMRC.

He had goods on that missing truck.

DS Devlin's instincts were spot on.

I flagged the truck with traffic,
they're gonna keep me posted.

Good work.

All right, Kevin, Nancy,

go and talk to this Mr Nash.
The rest of you -

The missing witness.
Oh, no, there's nothing on her

from door to door and nothing
more from the crime scene.

We know she's his daughter.
Yes, and that's all we know.

So let's concentrate
on what we do have.

The driver of the truck.
Who is he? Where is he?

(SIGHS)
Another missing witness.

Sharad, on my count your
contribution to this case

has so far amounted to fuck all.

Any day now you'll be on paternity
leave, you can put your feet up then.

It's getting to her.

Ma'am, I can't leave it there.

DS Devlin is covering for
someone and I think I know who.

OK.

We'll take mine.

Kevin, where are we going?

Kevin, you're scaring me.

Where are we going?

I thought we were friends.

You knew damn well
who had those photos.

You saw last night, don't deny it.

You threw me
under the fucking bus.

I didn't.
I didn't even mention your name.

But why did you
have those photos?

Maybe I'm thinking about
getting a new convertible

and wanted a closer look.

Nancy, I had your back in there.

I've always had your back,
I always will.

I want you to know that,

no matter what you're up to.

So, from now on...

..you and me,

we're gonna look
out for each other.

Understand?

Yeah, this is me.

Big shipment.
You haven't found it, have you?

No, Mr Nash.

Just for the record...erm...

what does 'medical supplies' mean?

Well, it's mostly pharmaceuticals.

Drugs. Licensed.

Why did you choose
Frank Le Saux as a haulier?

DS Devlin, may have told you,

but I went out with
his daughter once, Hayley.

Frank offered me a
good rate on shipping

but he died.

And my cargo...

disappeared.

I talked to Kettler.

I went to see Hayley.

She was lovely.

What more could she do?
She doesn't know.

I even went to their service garage
to see if the truck was stuck there.

What was the name?

Er...Eagle Repairs. On the docks.

OK, Mr Nash,
I think that's everything -

Where were you on the day
Frank Le Saux was killed?

(CHUCKLES)

I was driving back from France.

I got here the next day.

That's fine. Thanks for your help.
Thank you.

Anything you can do
to find my goods,

I'm much obliged.
We'll let you know, Mr Nash.

I can't tell you how good
it was to see Hayley again

and rebuild those bridges.

I hope you're not thinking
of pulling 'em down.

I've got it under control.

Listen, I can't talk now.
I'll call you back, yeah?

Businessman worried about his goods.

No further action required.

(LAUGHS) Conspiracy to murder?

Christ, Michelle,
you've got a cracker here.

Is that why you came
sniffing about yesterday?

Well, the night you broke your wrist

it was Duncan Elliot
that signed you into A&E.

And that would make
us co-conspirators?

It would make you close.

I'll tell you why
I was with Elliot.

I hadn't had a drink
for a long time.

I mean, a LONG time.

I heard that Le Saux was dead.
Whoopie.

THEN I had a drink.

Big time.

I got pished.
I went to see Elliot.

I told him, with Le Saux gone,
he'd be next,

and then...bang.

I fell over.

Elliot enjoyed
taking me to hospital.

You see,
I remember you talking once

about how much you hated Le Saux.

Oh, come on!
I never made a secret of that.

I've seen the files, Gil.
You and Le Saux.

You have to admit,
it looks personal.

30 years ago

I got a good tip-off from a snout.

Before I could act on it,
he was dead.

Accidental overdose, yeah.

I tried every angle after that.

If Le Saux was had up for
a faulty taillight, I'd be there.

You know what it's like, Michelle.

Sometimes you get one
that just GETS you.

Nothing after 1990.
Why did you stop?

Was it the bottle?

And other things.
And what about Nancy?

What about Nancy?
Doesn't like rules, does she?

Crosses boundaries.
She's a good cop.

Good cops take risks.

Gunner thought she might
be taking risks for you.

Did he?
(CHUCKLES)

Sadly Nancy would not
pish on me if I was on fire.

Right, thank you.

You don't know if Le Saux
had any other children?

Not that I've heard.

Do I get an apology, son?

Like you wouldn't have
asked the same questions.

This one's on me.
Cheers.

Chocolate.

It was either that or
The Best of Celine Dion, half price.

I figured you'd already have that,
so...

I figured you'd already have that,
(CHUCKLES)

Right.

(ENGINE STARTS)

Any news on Mr Nash?

All legit. He was just trying to
trace the truck with his goods on.

Julie's got some good news.

Seems all the hard work
at the diner paid off.

Julie?

Yeah...er...two witnesses saw a
man answering Le Saux's description

getting into a truck
on the night he was murdered

and driving away.

Here's what I'm thinking.

The goldmine, whatever it is,
is on that truck.

Frank steals it, won't give it up,
gets shot.

Two weeks later,
after meeting Elliot,

Kettler's dead.

That leaves Elliot
the last man standing,

looking for his
goldmine on that truck.

Ma'am, you asked me to find a link

between Elliot and the
missing driver, Stefan Milner.

Apparently before
he joined Le Saux's

he did a stint of work
as a mechanic...

at Duncan Elliot's.
Here we go.

All roads lead to Duncan Elliot.

Let's try Delia Bradley again.

She was the one who gave us
Elliot's name.

She was the one who gave us
Gunner, Nancy, you know her.

Don't expect too much,
she's had major brain surgery,

but it's worth a try.

And Kevin, keep speaking to
traffic about that truck, yeah?

OK.

Ready? Yeah.

You thought WHAT?

How could you think
I'd cover for my dad?

Do you have ANY idea...?

You have to admit, your behaviour
hasn't exactly been straight up.

And your's is?

You're always watching me.
What's that about?

Oh, and what? That would
mean I was offside, would it?

Watching you?

You know why I watch you?

Because with you
it always feels like

there's something else going on.

Maybe I've just been
in the NCD too long.

Always seeing conspiracy
instead of cock up.

OK, erm...
I'm sorry I thought you were bent.

Let's take my car.

Unless you already have,
cos I can't...

Oh! Oh, it's here.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Mrs Svrcek.

Mr Elliot, thanks for coming.
It's a pleasure.

I asked you here because...
I have to keep this business going

and although there are
some very good people here

there's no one who can
step up and manage things.

So, I thought,

if YOU were looking after the yard

Tate might get used to the
idea of selling it to you.

Oh...OK.

I have owned my own business
for a long time now, Mrs Svrcek,

and I must say, I can't see
myself being a manager for hire.

OK.

But then again...

..your dad was a mate

and I don't like to
see you having a hard time.

and I don't like to see you
The police are not doing their job.

I hear they lost a
witness to the murder.

It's a bloody shambles,
if you ask me.

So, why not?

I'll give it a go.

I'll be in touch.

Delia?

Should I know you?

There's some gaps in my memory.

Nancy Devlin.

National Crime Division.

You were coming to meet me
when this happened.

This is DS Martin.

We wanted to ask you
about Duncan Elliot.

Do you remember that name?

He was linked to Frank Le Saux.
Do you remember Frank?

Mmm.

The boys...

..brought these in to help.

Was he a good father?

He loved us.

As soon as Mr Le Saux died

Theo Kettler drained all your
father's business accounts.

Is there any chance of
getting any of it back?

They'll have to find it first.

What about Mum's money?

Before his death

your mother asked Mr Kettler
to transfer 50,000 for her.

He took all of it.
50,000?

What was that for?

Hayley?

Hi.

I got your message.

There's something we need
to talk about.

He wasn't just MY dad, was he?

Hayley, I only just found out.
I thought it couldn't get any worse.

I thought,
even if dad was shifting drugs,

he was still my dad and Tate's.

Now it turns out
he was someone else's.

Like he's got this
whole other family.

With this woman, Delia Bradley.

I don't want another brother, Nance.

I just want my dad back.

He's MY dad.

I don't think I can take
much more of this.

Hayz...

Do you know that Mum
wanted to give them 50,000

because she said that's
what Dad would do for his kids?

Course that bastard Theo Kettler
took it, along with everything else.

If Duncan Elliot doesn't
make a go of this yard

then no one's getting
anything anyway.

What do you mean,
'make a go of it'?

I just told him he could run it.

You can't.

He is up to his neck in crime.

He's involved. Him and Shay.
Shay?

We've questioned him.

He and Elliot are...linked.

I was with Elliot this morning.

He said that the police
had messed up,

that they'd lost a witness.

How did he know that?

No one outside the investigation
knows that.

Well, he definitely knew.
He can't know it's me.

If he did, I'd be dead.

Well, what if he works it out,
Nance?

What are you gonna do?

Ma'am?
Mm-hm?

If we want to get more on Elliot
we need to get on the inside, right?

What about sending
someone undercover?

As a garage mechanic?

As a bent cop.

Men like Le Saux and Elliot value
protection, it's how they stay clean.

You think Elliot would
buy someone from homicide?

I think he'd buy
someone from the NCD.

Someone in drugs, not too high up,
not too junior.

Someone who could have acted
as protection for Le Saux.

You?

What if...

I told Elliot I worked for Le Saux

and I'm looking for a new home?

Elliot thinks he's
getting a tame cop,

we get a better chance of being
there when he finds that truck.

Ma'am, I REALLY think
this could work.

Ma'am, I REALLY think
So do I.

I think it's a good idea, DS Devlin.

I'm just wondering
where it came from.

What's driving you?

We're already looking at two murders,
an assault,

and a witness we can't
find who may be in danger.

We need to try something new.

It would be very dangerous.

Organised crime, risk of exposure.

No one else on the team could know.

Just you and me.
Ma'am.

(PHONE RINGS)

Hang on a sec.

Listen, don't worry.
It's fine, she's covered.

And the kitty man. All right?

What's the deal with him, anyway?

'I don't pay you to ask questions,
you understand?'

The next time you
say you're gonna call me back,

make sure you do it.

(PHONE BEEPS)

Mug.

(DISTANT SHOUTING)

Mrs Svrcek, what a pleasant surprise.

Mr Elliot.
Please, call me Duncan.

Erm...What I told you yesterday
about you running the yard.

I'm really sorry,
I don't think it's gonna work out.

Why's that, then?
Sorry.

This has nothing to do
with the police, does it?

I mean, maybe they've put you
off the idea.

And what if they did?

The police won't help you,
Mrs Svrcek.

You see, round here
I can do whatever I like.

And I'm telling you,

that I want to run your yard.

Well, I'm telling you,
I've made my decision.

(PHONE BUZZES)

(TYRES SCREECHING)

What?
You said you had influence.

You said you'd get me that yard.

Yeah, I'm working on it.
You're working on it?

I'm sticking my neck
right on the line for you

and getting nothing
back except hassle,

being told to piss off by
your stupid tart of a girlfriend.

Are you not comfortable
talking to women, Duncan?

If she won't listen to you...

..I'll have to try something else.
No, no.

I will try something else.

(PHONE RINGS)

Duncan Elliot.

NANCY:
'You're in trouble, Mr Elliot.'

What? Who is this?
You're gonna be raided. Drugs.

You've got 30 minutes.

Shit. I'll get back to you.

No...!

Argh!

ARCADE MACHINE:
'Bad luck. Game over.'

I hope this is some kind of joke!

Do you have any idea how many
man-hours I'm losing here?

Do you? Do you care? Nah!

I'm stuck right up here.

I've got a fleet of transits
coming in at lunchtime.

And we shouldn't
have no animals in here!

Health and safety, and all that.
All right, we're done here.

Oh, are you?
Didn't find anything, did you?

Told you, you wasted my time,
wasted a whole morning's work.

My men wouldn't bring none
of that shit in here.

My men wouldn't bring none
Thank you for your time, Mr Elliot.

Oh, thank YOU for your time,
my love.

Non-productive time, may I add.
I'll be in touch with your superiors.

Joke.

You ever find any
drugs on the premises

you might want to give me a call.

You are joking, aren't you, love?

I'm not gonna call
you lot in a hurry.

I didn't say 'us', I said 'me'.

Well, well.

KEVIN:
I didn't know, I wasn't there.

Cheers, mate.
You didn't know?

Remind me what I'm paying you for.
I was out of the office.

I do have police work to do,
you know.

Anyway, you were safe, weren't you?

Yeah, no thanks to you.

Duncan, how long have
we known each other?

Duncan, how long have
Four years?

And in that time have they
ever got anything on you?

So, what's happening now?

DCI wants to link you to Le Saux.

She thinks I killed him.

Well, did you?

As if I'd tell a piece of shit
like you.

Hey, any more of that
and I'll be contacting my fed rep.

So, this DS Devlin,

what do you know about her?

Devlin? Why?

Oh, no reason.

Just seems like
a right pain in the arse.

I told you, you don't
need to worry about Devlin.

I've got her covered.

Well, make sure you do.

I hear I missed all the fun.

Did we find anything?
Possible traces.

He got lucky, then.

Maybe someone tipped him off.

Well, don't look at me.

Right, the lab's just confirmed,

traces of cocaine.

Not much but enough to suggest

Elliot's had some through
not long ago.

Good work, everyone.

There's a round on me.

Are you coming?

Tough day?
You could probably do with a drink.

Thanks.

Fancy an early night.

Not tonight, mate.

She's washing her hair.

Hello.

Oh, look, he's lovely, isn't he?

What's his name?
Badger.

Badger?
Yeah.

Of course!

It's...It's Tate, isn't it?
Yeah.

Erm...
I knew your sister years ago.

Do you remember me?
No.

I hear you've inherited
your dad's business?

You know, all the trucks.
Not selling.

Don't...Don't worry.
I'm not interested.

I hear that Mr Elliot is, though?

Word of advice, Tate.

Mr Elliot...can turn very nasty

if he doesn't get his way,
so be careful.

Look after yourself.

And especially...

..look after this one, OK?

Keep him safe, yeah?

Good to see you.

(CAR BEEPS)

Are you looking for a job?

Are you offering?

Maybe.

If I find out you're playing me
for a fool...

..I'll kill you.

(SIGHS)

Duncan Elliot?

Why would HE be coming here?

And why are the case
files in your room?

I know what's going on.

Michelle Newman, she's setting you
up for an undercover op, isn't she?

Jesus!
What the hell is she playing at?

I know what I'm doing.
You haven't got a fucking clue!

Says the pisshead who can't even
get in his own house.

You're no match for Duncan Elliot!
What do you care?

Of course I fucking care!
You're not even my real father!

I know that.

So did the man
you're doing this for.

Frank knew he was your father.

He just never told you.

He doesn't deserve your loyalty.

(FOOTSTEPS CLUNKING)

He doesn't deserve it!

All right, mate. Let's get you in.

Put him back.
You know he's not allowed.

Tate, he can't go inside with you.

No, I have to watch him.

Watch him? What do you mean?
Why do you want to watch him?

He might get taken.
What, stolen?

Who the hell's going
to steal the dog?

Mr Elliot.

Unlucky.

Hi.

Hi, Nancy. You made it.
What can I get you?

No, I'll get it.
What do you want?

Erm...

Vodka and tonic, please. Large.

Good for you, going for it.

Must be tough being the only
straight cop in Brighton.

Excuse me.

It's a joke.

Listen, I admit I was
wrong about you and your dad.

And I buy it,
that you take the job seriously.

Nancy, your turn.

I want to see how you handle balls.
OK!

George.

Mr Elliot.
Yes.

I know you, don't I? You're...er...

You're Frank's boy.

What's your name? Daryl.

What can I do for you, son?

I've come to tell you,
don't go near Tate Le Saux again.

What you talking about, son?

Frank's dead.

That doesn't mean they've got
no one looking out for them.

Understand?

Got some front.

(WHISTLES)

Boys. Let's go.

Hi, can I get a double
vodka tonic, please?

Sure.
Everything all right?

He made contact.

What's he saying?

Later.

All right?
Hello.

There you go.
Thanks.

What was all that about?
What?

Newman.

Looked intense.

Don't tell me she's still giving you
the third-degree about those photos.

Oh, you know what she's like.
I just had to tell her I was wrong.

(PHONE RINGS)

Excuse me.

Who was it?

My mum.

I'm beginning to
think you don't trust me.

You're not telling me everything,
are you?

So, maybe it's time we talked about
that CCTV footage from the pharmacy?

The woman on the tape, was it you?

No.

Because I sent you a copy

and you didn't put it
into the investigation.

Stop playing games, Nancy.

It's not me.

It's the missing witness,
I helped her.

OK...

So, where is she now?
I don't know!

I don't even know her name.
So, why did you get involved, then?

I needed money.

My mum, her care home.
It's expensive.

What, you're for hire?

Who for?

I'm not the fucking enemy, Nancy.
If I was, you'd be dead by now.

Who for?
Frank Le Saux.

Oh...shit!

What, you were Frank's cop?

Do you know who killed him?

I've been fighting fires
ever since he was shot.

That's what you've been seeing.

I promise.

No more secrets?

No more secrets.

(COUGHING AND CHOKING)

Nancy?

Just a second.

(TOILET FLUSHES)

You know you can always
pull out.

It's nothing to do with the op.

It's just...
pig of a day with people.

My dad.

I'm not pulling out.

You're trying to be a better
cop than your dad, is that it?

What would be wrong with that?
Gil was a good cop.

And he's proud of you.

You don't need to prove yourself
to him. Elliot came to my house.

He's interested. What happens next?

My guess is he'll
run a bottle test.

See how far you'll go.

It'll be something that
you really don't want to do.

Something difficult.

You need to be ready.

(KNOCKS ON DOOR)

My God...

What happened?

(GRUNTS)
I got jumped.

Let me see.

Ah!

Oh, my God.

Did you call the police?
No.

No. No police.

Hospital, then.
They'll just ask questions.

I'm fine.

Honest.

You shouldn't be on your own.

You should have someone with you.
You can come back to my place.

(GROANS)
All right?

(DOOR SHUTS)
Is that you, darling?

Someone jumped him.

I said he could stay
so we could keep an eye.

What's going on?
Shay stopped by.

You all right, mate?

Fine. Leave me alone.

Get yourself into trouble?
Where's he going? Spare room?

Your room?
Spare room's ready.

There you are.

Oh, that looks nasty.

What was it, mate? A street fight?

No?

Right, there's the bathroom just
there and then you can get into bed.

Right.

You all right?

That's one hell of a pasting.

He said he was jumped, didn't he?

I suppose he's the age for that.

Last time I got in a fight
I paid for it.

Three years of my life.

Still, they usually grow out of it.

Are you worried about him?

Have you got anything to do
with Duncan Elliot?

What?

The police say you have.

Where's this coming from?
Shay. Have you?

The police talked to me
because it was my stuff

that went missing on that truck.

That's all.
Right. And Elliot?

I told them I thought Elliot
might know where the truck is.

Who told you this?

Our liaison officer.

Right.

I'm gonna get going.

And don't worry,

I'm sure the boy will bounce back.

ANSWERPHONE:
'You have one new message.'

'It's Elliot.'

'We're on.'

(DOOR SHUTS)

Newman thinks you were a good cop.

I suppose I was.

Mum told me no one knew.

So how do you know?

Frank told me.

When you were three.

So why wait till then to tell you?

I had a lead.
On him?

He said he'd take you from me...

..if I pursued it.

So, I didn't pursue it.

He didn't want me,
he just wanted to stop you.

He did all of this,

everything,

to save his own skin.

(PHONE BEEPS)

(DOOR OPENS)

(PHONE RINGS)

Newman.
'It's me.'

'The job's on. Keep this line open.'

(ENGINE RUMBLES)

Where are we going?

'Can you tell me where we're going?'

Roedean, is that it?

The Le Saux's?

'Is Hayley Le Saux the target?'

Shit.

(SHOUTING)

(GRUNTING)

Put your hood on.

Let's go.

(LIQUID SWISHING)

(LIQUID POURING)

(LIGHTER CLICKS)

(GASPS)

(RAPID BREATHS)

Let's go!