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(BEEPING)

No, no, no, no.

(CLICKING)

What's up?

Malware.

Use the scrubber.

(CLICKING)

Now it's frozen.

It's into your directory.

Try rebalancing the server load.

I'm trying!

Dean's going to kill me if we lose this work.

- What's happening?

- Someone's hacking us.

Well, do something!

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(COMPUTERS BEEPING)

We're under attack.

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

(GROANING)

- Frank!

- It's push to open.

Yes, I know that and you said

that you were going to fix it.

Good morning to you too.

It's like a sauna in here.

- The heating's officially gone bananas.

- Yeah, well, it's hot enough to grow them.

Many people would be happy

to have such robust heating.

You have got to admit it, Frank,

this office is starting to show its age.

Nonsense.

It's got personality.

(SCOFFS)

Just think of the proud history

in every brick and beam.

So much proud history

it's crumbling under the weight of it.

(SCREECHING)

My laptop's gone mad...

Control, alt, delete.

SPIDER: Alright, guys, how's it going?

Spider?

What're you doing in me laptop?

I thought I'd pop by and have a word.

Well, couldn't you do it like a human?

He probably tried, couldn't get in the door.

Don't worry, Frank, it's not a social call.

I'm in need of your unique skills.

(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING)

LU: Oh yes, Frank look at this.

Nice modern office building

where the walls don't look like

they're about to fall in on you.

You'd be up and down these stairs all day.

- Hey!

- Hey!

- Bore da!

- That's Welsh.

Look at us,

the old clan back together again.

Tell you what, Spider,

I don't think I've ever seen you this dressed up.

I appreciate the interest, Luella,

but I'll have to pass,

there's another fly

I'd like snared in this web.

- So what's the job?

- Oh, it's a sweet gig.

I'm running cybersecurity here at Forosa.

They're a tech start-up.

I thought you had to go to Silicon Valley

for that sort of thing?

Oh no. We've got a tech corridor

right here on the Avon.

Oh, here comes the big boss.

Don't embarrass me now.

Welcome to Forosa!

I'm the CEO, Bertram Tark.

Friends call me Bertie.

Is that us?

Let's find out.

Please.

Thank you.

(BANGING)

I welcome you to my personal space.

Please, take a pew.

Where are the actual seats?

We feel that old ways of sitting

mean old ways of thinking.

And these are great for your posture.

Oh. Well, I love new ways of thinking.

Ooh!

Are you all right?

Sorry, I just...

- dropped my car keys.

- Ooh.

So, how much has Spider mentioned?

Uh, nothing,

just for us to bring our bug sweeper.

He means an electronic

counter-measuring sweeping device.

Spider, that's not necessary.

Forosa's got an app coming out

that's going to blow up.

We're talking nine figures big.

Nine!

And we are going to launch in four days.

Oh. Why, why the rush?

It's an arms race.

The US competition are pulling out

all the big guns to try and stop our app.

I don't see how we can help.

Well no, especially not Frank,

he's only just learned how to open an email.

(LAUGHING)

Just... keys...again.

Anyway, I think there's a mole.

Which I can't buy into.

We're a family here.

Yes, however we have seen many

a family become their own worst enemy.

See?

They have that intuition about people.

Well, I guess it couldn't hurt.

Remember there's a potential

billion dollars at stake here.

Who gets it depends on that app launch.

Don't you worry, Mr. Tark.

For a billion dollars, we'll do our best.

(GENTLE MUSIC PLAYING)

Helena?

Clearly contemplating the countdown

to our future success there.

This is Frank and Lu,

they'll be helping Spider today.

Nice to meet you.

Though not sure Spider needs

any help keeping a close eye on us.

(LAUGHING LOUDLY)

Just your regular appropriate eye distance.

(CHUCKLES)

OK, so we're going to want to scan the place,

and then ask everyone

a few questions, if that's alright?

- Everyone?

- Yeah.

I'd better go prepare Dean.

Who's Dean?

He's the programmer.

The app's his baby.

So what is this fancy new app about?

It's called Find-Fit-Fab.

The biggest question

shopping online is, "Will it suit me?"

We generate an augmented

reality picture of you

in whatever item of clothing you choose.

Find, fit, fabulous.

Isn't she marvelous?

The app, I mean.

(CHUCKLES)

Let me show you,

can I take a picture of your shirt?

Ooh, yes.

(CAMERA CLICKS)

It's loaded up on our test phones.

(GASPS)

Frank, look at that! That's amazing!

How many times do I say to you,

"she looks great in that shirt,"

and what I really mean is,

I would look great in that shirt.

So this app will mean

I don't have to get involved in this stuff?

Uh... yeah.

I'm in.

Shall we... Shall we move on?

Yeah.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(BUZZING)

(BEEPING)

SPIDER: This is the server room.

Usually the data's saved to the cloud,

but I've taken Forosa off-line.

- Right so no one can use the internet?

- That's right.

I've air-gapped the entire office.

No access, no hacks.

- So this is the only copy.

- Yep that's right, Frank.

Doesn't that make it vulnerable?

Oh it's Fort Knox, this.

I've installed a motion sensor alarm.

- Oh.

- Ooh!

It's off while we're in here.

Oh.

(CHUCKLING)

And no one can get in because

the door only opens with voice recognition

keyed to either me, Dean or Bertie.

Right, so not that girl that you

were making moon eyes at earlier?

FRANK: Oh...

I don't know what you mean.

I'm just a hired gun.

A wandering Ronin.

- Who's clearly in love with Helena.

- Mm.

OK, well I may have a teeny tiny crush.

We met gaming online years back.

She was the hottest ogre mage I ever saw.

It takes all types.

When H. recommended me

for this job, I thought.

here's the opportunity to take things

to the next level, by saving the company.

Oh wow!

I'm not sure that's how romance works,

but it's lovely.

- This way, please.

- Oh.

He's ready for you.

See you, server room.

(CLICKING)

(BEEP)

Dean, this is Ms. Shakespeare and--

(BEEPS)

Oh, sorry.

No wonder the place is so clean

with this thing going around.

Twelve seconds and these Luddites

are already breaking the machines.

(BEEPING)

Sorry.

This works.

Thank you, Dean!

Meet Dean,

the man who made the app possible.

- Right, hi.

- Hello, Dean.

Can you remember

your work here is secondary to mine?

Do not interfere with my work

or approach me without permission.

Right, OK.

Sorry, if we... how do we get your permission

if we're not allowed to come near you?

(SIGHS)

Email.

Well, we'll just... Well, we'll just

crack on with scanning then, shall we?

- Yes, OK.

- Yeah, see if anyone's listening in.

I don't have time for

paranoid amateurs playing with toys--

- Ba-ba-ba.

- No--

(CUTS HIM OFF)

Oooooo.

Eeeeee

(SQUELCHING)

Ooooh.

You see, it's not paranoia

if someone's actually out to get you, is it?

You've been bugged.

Someone planted this.

- Which means--

- You've got a mole.

Who lives in a hole.

(CHUCKLES)

- Morning, Sandeep.

- Morning.

- Loving those upgrades.

SANDEEP: Thank you.

- Keep up the good work.

SANDEEP: Thank you so much.

(MUFFLED SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING CONTINUES)

(ELEVATOR DINGS)

(EXHALES)

If we want to find the spy in your midst,

we need to talk to everyone.

Fine, but how long will is this going to take?

Because we do have a deadline.

Not long. So what's your role here?

I'm the senior coding synthesis architect.

Come again?

UI/UX optimization originator.

Sorry, is that a real title?

Management guru and product evangelist.

I'm a digital protector.

- A cyber-knight.

- Giant geek.

So, how do you feel about working here?

I love it!

The team's like a family.

I'm so lucky to be here.

It's the most vital work I've ever done.

I think that speaks to

the team's level of engagement.

Is that another way of saying

you pull serious overtime?

No, it's amazing.

The office is better than home.

Best company I've ever worked for.

It's brilliant.

It's a great place to work.

So, what do you think of Dean?

He's genius.

Dean's a perfectionist. He's a genius.

He's a genius.

Genius.

He's an auteur! He's Da Vinci. He's a, a...

- Genius?

- Yes!

Any more questions?

- Um... I do, I do have one, actually.

- Oh.

Do you mind if I just photograph your top?

Because I just love the colors.

(CAMERA CLICKS)

Aw, thank...

I mean how good is that? Thank you.

It's like interviewing the Stepford Wives.

At least we know one of them's a lying.

They're all lying!

No one can like work that much.

Give me a bunch of employees around

the water cooler moaning any day.

Maybe they're just happy here.

I mean it does happen.

(KEYBOARDS CLACKING)

(SQUELCHING)

Oh, well, that is a lovely handbag.

- Ooh, do you mind if I Find-Fit-Fab?

- Mm hm.

(CAMERA CLICKS)

Thank you.

(LIGHT MUSIC PLAYING)

(SQUELCHING)

(SQUELCHING)

Stop staring.

- Just go and chat to her.

- I wasn't staring!

And anyway, we are chatting. Look?

No, I mean in person.

This is how the world

communicates now, Frank.

She's literally sitting there.

There's no point hiding behind a screen.

- Like you're some big Romeo.

- Hey, I've had me moments.

At least I know when I was kissing a girl

I wasn't just typing an X on a keyboard.

(SIGHS)

Let me help you.

Right.

What were you talking about?

Differential data acquisition systems.

Oh, dear.

Try making her laugh...

(KEYBOARD CLACKING)

- Ready?

- Oh no, no, no.

Frank, you can't send that, honestly!

- Opps.

- Frank!

(LAUGHS)

Oooh!

A real life L-O-L.

I think you were right.

Oh, words to live by.

About the staff 'round here

not being as happy as they make out.

(GROANING)

(CLUNKING)

See.

(SIGHS)

Oh, come on!

I just want a brew!

I think then what you want

is short cafe Americano.

I'm not sure why they

don't just call it coffee, actually.

What's it got to do with you?!

Well, she's our resident coffee expert.

Do you want his beans burnt or roasted, Luella?

Dad!

Maybe we should let Ms. Shakespeare get on?

Oh right.

Sorry, love.

Worked a machine shop for 30 years

but can't use the coffee maker,

or much else.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Forosa wouldn't exist without him though.

Or my mum.

She passed three years ago.

We named the company after her.

For Rosa.

Right.

Clever that, isn't it, eh?

For. Rosa. His Mam.

Good job she wasn't called Janet.

Forjanet. Forjanet! You know.

(DOOR BANGS)

No recent hirings or firings.

We've got nothing to go on.

We need to think as the mole would.

I'm in deep. Too deep.

I'm scared.

Any second my mask might be torn away!

Alright, easy on the improv.

Next thing you'll be tunneling under the office.

He is right, though.

What would you do if you were the mole?

Spider, I'm asking you.

Sorry, I thought you were being rhetorical.

I'd hit the server.

But the server room's a fortress.

I mean no one can get in.

Ah, where there's a will, there's a way.

We need someone on the inside.

ALL: The big black bug hits the big black bear.

And finally, the six slick sharks

seek sister's simple salmon.

ALL: The six slick sharks seek

sister's simple salmon.

Excellent!

Your audience doesn't stand a chance.

(LAUGHING)

Thanks there to the newest

member of our team--

Goliath Epsom, performance consultant.

And he's here to help me

prepare for the global launch.

Confidence begins in the diaphragm.

(CHUCKLES)

If you say so.

Good news.

Infinite Gold Studios

are confirmed for the launch.

Ana, how's the fix progressing?

Uh, we still have an interface issue

on android phones.

That should have been finished by now.

I'm close.

I told you to prioritize it.

I've been working

for the past three weeks on it.

So plenty of time to be incompetent.

Oi, ease off.

This is a safe space.

We offer opinions here, not abuse.

She should be upset.

She failed a set task with a clear deadline.

Actual humans need sleep.

What part of my analysis

was incorrect, Helena?

(CRYING)

Sorry.

(SIGHS)

Give the UI payment to Sandeep

and I am gonna clear up Ana's mess.

Excuse me.

I'm leaving, before I offer up my opinion.

Let's move on.

Do we all know the one

about the pheasant pluckers?

- Frank?

- Huh?

I've got it!

What? The mole?

No, better than that.

New office space. Right...

It's in the Forosa building

and it's got a little kitchenette!

- Fit for royalty.

- Yeah, that's 'cos only royals can afford it.

Er... Have you noticed anything?

(SNIFFING)

Damp.

Ha-ha.

As per madam's instructions,

the door is fixed and the heating is next.

We don't have to leave.

Please, Frank. It says here it has

a world-beating coffee machine.

Aww, I'll live.

FRANK: Anyway, listen,

Ana DuPont was fired from her last job.

HR mentioned 'substance issues.'

Right. Issues. Drugs?

They wouldn't tell me,

but maybe someone is trying to take Ana down.

You know, threaten to expose her druggie past

unless she helps them take down Forosa?

Bit thin.

It's the only lead we've got.

(GRUNTS)

(SEBASTIAN GROANS)

Good game.

- Thank you, Epsom.

- Congratulations.

Now where do you think she's off to?

That's the third time today.

Judas.

Pardon me?

(ALARM RINGING)

OK, everyone, this isn't a drill, outside please.

(CLAPS HANDS)

Should we go?

I'd rather my last role wasn't

'man burning to death while watching server.'

(ALARM CONTINUES RINGING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(AUTOMATED VOICE) Bertie. Tark.

(DOOR CLICKS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

SPIDER: How could you flirt with

the love of my life, Sebastian?!

SEBASTIAN: It wasn't flirting.

Oh yeah, it was banter!

Yeah, Frank filled me in

on the ways of wooing women.

I see you, Jezebel!

It is the green-ey'd monster

that doth mock the meat it feeds on.

Ooh what's this?

(ALARM CONTINUES RINGING)

They're going for the server!

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

Ah!

(MACHINES WHIRRING WEAKLY)

(SIGHS)

What an absolute failure!

We'll be set back weeks.

Don't worry. We figured this might happen.

Let's show him.

All your data was backed-up on my own server.

I've already got Dean up and running.

Well that won't matter if you can't

stop the mole from wreaking more chaos.

Time for an instant replay.

Now your average PI

would be out of luck, but wait,

what's this?

A hidden camera, you cry?

Bertie, meet contestant number one.

And, were you somehow

claiming to be an above average PI?

- There must be something on there.

- There'd better be.

There is, those shoes.

I've seen those shoes before.

That, that's our... You are...

You are not supposed

to take that out of the office.

Oh yeah, sorry.

Oh.

Who is it?

Sorry, Spidey.

BERTIE: I want to know why!

You've screwed everyone here!

HELENA: If you have to ask,

you're blind to what's been going on!

BERTIE: Don't blame anyone else!

How about we get it

all out in the open, hey, boss?

Have you fired her yet?

You know what, Dean?

- How about I stick my dismissal up your--

- Helena!

If you have any respect left for this family,

please don't make it any harder.

I'll clear out my desk.

Don't let him drag you down.

You only ever had one idea.

Shame.

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

Nefi blw!

(POLICE RADIO CHATTER)

You know what, Frank?

You should have a disclaimer

on your website saying,

cases may include dead bodies.

You're just jealous because I got here first.

- Yeah well, it's mine now.

- Yeah all yours.

I just came to pick up a check.

Oh, and to tell you he died from

a blow to the back of the head.

Any other remarkable insights for me?

Like where the murder weapon is.

BERTIE: Ask Helena.

- We don't know it was her.

You caught her red-handed

smashing up my work!

Now the one person I needed most is gone.

Who's Helena?

FRANK: One of the employees.

Caught sabotaging my company.

Our company.

Worth a visit.

All you'll find is an innocent woman,

with perfect, glossy hair!

Tell him, Frank.

Come back!

Honestly, she's innocent!

(SIGHS)

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

(BUZZES)

(GASPS)

Frank, the plug socket just zapped me!

Right, that is it.

We are not staying in this death-trap!

It's not that bad.

The office just tried to electrocute me!

- We'd lose our footfall.

- Frank, I don't understand this,

you are usually the first

to jump at a good deal.

This office has been good to us for three years.

Why change it?

Because there's something better.

What could be better than this?

This.

(DOOR OPENS)

SEBASTIAN: We have a visitor!

Helena isn't a murderer!

You see? Footfall.

Spider what the police do isn't up to us.

(SCOFFS)

Don't give me that.

You're always sticking your nose in.

(SIGHS) Spider, she used you.

Why'd you want to help her?

(SIGHS)

I don't know.

My stomach is short-circuiting

and my CPU's in overdrive.

I don't care that she used me.

I'm begging you, help her.

We just have a few questions.

HELENA: I've spent the morning

doing that with the police, thanks to you.

Now I can't leave town.

Keeler's trying to prove that you did it.

And we just want to prove that you didn't.

Look, I hated Dean, but I'd never kill him.

But why disrupt the app launch?

Because that app is mine.

I pitched it to Bertie and Dean years ago.

- What they stole it?

- Yeah!

Well, no, not exactly... I was young, alright?

And Dean was this super-smart coding savant.

So you were star-struck.

Before I know it,

Bertie's got me signing contracts.

I didn't realize I'd end up as Dean's skivvy.

So you switched sides?

I'm on my side.

I made a deal with a rival,

gave them everything I could.

But it wasn't enough.

Forosa was launching too soon.

So you bashed up the server, but you

stopped short of doing the same to Dean.

It's not just me, you know.

Anyone at Forosa could've snapped.

Ana.

Bertie's dad.

It's the crunch.

The crunch?

Unpaid overtime,

working all hours, no social life.

We would give everything and accept it

because hey, look at the pay, the perks.

No one wants to admit Bertie and Dean

are running a high-end sweat shop.

And when the slaves have

had enough of their masters...

Exactly! The streets run red.

But, you know, not because of me.

(SIGHS)

BERTIE: That'll set us back two hours.

- I'm sorry, Bertie--

- No, I don't need sorry.

I need you to prove to Dean,

may he rest, that you have what it takes.

LU: Hi.

Oh, Ana?

Forgot something?

Hi, just wanted a quick chat

with Ana and your dad.

Why? You've already found the mole.

Oh, nothing for you to worry about.

Just tying up a few loose ends, you know.

We know you're busy.

We're all busy I'm afraid.

Yeah, where is your dad?

I didn't think he'd want to miss your big moment.

Oh, we went out for a meal last night.

Glass of red too many, perhaps.

I'm sure he'll be here later.

(CHUCKLES)

Thanks again.

- Oh OK, yes. Bye.

- Sorry, bye!

(BANGS)

LU: Listen, I've got a satellite navigation.

I don't need you as well,

so just one thing at a time, Frank.

FRANK: It says it's down here.

FRANK: Go back.

LU: Right.

FRANK: Nobody lives in a field!

Are you sure this is the right address?

Yeah, yeah. This is what it says.

- Your sat nav is rubbish

- I know, it often leads me to a field.

I mean it doesn't exactly look like the home

of a company Vice President, does it?

(CLATTERING)

Get out of it, you hooligans!

Nice to see you too, Mr. Tark.

(SIGHS)

What do you two want?

You could start by putting the bat down.

Depends what you are doing here.

FRANK: We want to talk about Dean.

Helena said you were one

of the last people to see him alive

on the night of he was murdered.

I already told that copper.

I was out having dinner with me son.

Why're you snooping 'round here?!

Do you make a habit

of solving problems with a bat?

I've had these kids

coming 'round mucking about.

Chucking eggs at the van.

You could always move, you know.

An exec position like yours

must be worth a bob or two.

- Or not.

- Yeah.

Maybe Bertie's not looking after

his dad as much as we think.

- Coffee?

- Yes.

LU: I'll drive, you pay.

FRANK: What?

Who needs a coffee machine anyway?

Me. Because you'd get one of these every day.

For free.

There you are!

I've got news on Tark Senior's finances.

Eh, who got the news?

Who dug into those sealed records?

I was instrumental.

Yeah, well he does make

a nice cup of tea, your Lothario.

It was one game of ping-pong!

Any time today...

Jacob and Rosa

gave all their money to their son.

They sold their house, emptied their savings

and cashed in their pensions.

What, so that whole office

was funded by Jacob and his wife?

You think Jacob murdered Dean

to get at his own son?

Tear him down?

(PHONE BEEPING)

Why would he do that

after a lifetime of looking after him?

- We need to talk to Bertie's dad.

- Hm.

Helena's under siege!

Ana's there, trying to kick down the door.

Spider,

it's that way.

I'll make sure Romeo

doesn't make things worse.

I'm coming, H.!

Suppose that leaves me

to go and see Jacob.

Arrest her!

- She killed Dean!

- She's high. She's not thinking straight!

Put. The. Weapon. Down.

H., I'm here! I'm here!

Do not cross the police cordon.

Eh? What, what cordon?

The tape hasn't arrived yet.

But it's still an official anticipatory police line.

(THROUGH MEGAPHONE)

Put the weapon down.

- What?!

- He said put the scissors down.

I'll handle this, Frank!

SPIDER: Take me.

I'd be a much better hostage.

I don't eat much.

The anticipatory line!

Yeah, let us know when it arrives.

Look, she's your friend.

Do you really think she could kill someone?

But she, she turned on the company.

She had to. Dean left her no choice.

Does that sound familiar?

But...

- No, she took him out!

- I didn't.

But I should've.

- Oh, don't make it worse.

- I should've.

He was toxic.

Had you chasing after his whims

and thanking him for the privilege.

He did the same to me.

That's not, that's not true.

I'd tell myself, 'he's a genius.'

But he was just a sad little man

getting rich off our talent.

What I regret most was letting it happen to you.

I'm so sorry.

(CRYING)

Let's move in. Go, go!

Move in. Come on, go!

Move!

(WATER SPLASHES)

Hello.

JACOB:

Haven't you got anything better to do?

Look we know, we know about the house,

and the savings.

We know that you and your wife

sacrificed everything for Bertie.

- You wouldn't understand.

- No, I don't.

I don't understand how he can

leave you here with nothing.

He said we'd get it all back,

and a lot more too.

How many times

did you hear him say that?

I'm late for the launch.

Bertie's using you.

That company might be called For Rosa,

but it's not, is it? It's all for him.

When we lost his mum,

I asked Bertie if I could have

some time to mourn.

He gave me three days off.

After everything she done for him...

My sweet girl.

I'm so sorry.

Do you know what really happened

the night that Dean was killed?

Yes.

I wasn't with Bertie. I was...

here on me own.

And did he make you to lie to the police?

I should've said no.

But I could never refuse him anything.

So if Bertie wasn't with you,

who was he with?

SEBASTIAN: Sorry, you can find out

all Bertie's movements

on the night Dean died just from here?

SPIDER: I'm already into Bertram's mobile.

Accessing location history now.

- Scary.

- Why?

SPIDER: You got something to hide?

SEBASTIAN: I am not the problem

with Helena. You are.

Have you actually told her how you feel?

It's kind of hard to do

without your face or a way with words.

Do you know what I mean?

Ahh.. yeah.

(BELLS TOLLING)

Ah, here we go. All of Bertie's movements,

recorded by his phone.

Check the night of the murder.

Righty-o!

He went out to Falstaff woods,

and then home.

Evening jog?

- What's his route on other nights?

- Er...

SPIDER: Look, he took a different

way home the day before.

Much more direct.

As far as I can see, his usual route home

goes nowhere near the woods.

Why choose that night to go for a stroll?

While you're here,

there's one or two RSC producers

I'd love to bump into on their way home.

Frank, are you familiar with Falstaff woods?

FRANK: What was he doing out here?

LU: I don't know.

I used to ride here

with my friends when I was younger.

FRANK: Oh yeah?

I arrested a few indecent teens

around here for scaring away the squirrels.

(LAUGHING)

Please. I've got more class, thank you!

Yeah, what were you doing then, eh?

Scrumping for apples?

(LAUGHS)

- Well, according to Sebastian, this is it.

- Hm.

See anything?

Pile of leaves.

Ooh! Pile of leaves in a forest!

I trained you well.

Oh. Pile of leaves in a forest.

- I trained you well.

- Mm.

Well go get the spade.

You've got a lot of digging to do.

So, what am I looking at?

A vacuum cleaner.

You know fly-tipping is way below my pay grade.

That thing killed Dean Parolles.

(SCOFFS)

You bought me out here

for a homicidal home appliance.

You got a gang of washing machines

'round the corner waiting to jump us, have you?

(GROANS)

Give me a spoon to feed him, will you?

That is Dean's vacuum cleaner.

It's dented and covered in blood.

And Bertie Tark drove here

the night of his murder.

I mean we can wait while you...

- Ahhhhh...

BOTH: Ahhh.

Alright, let's go and arrest Tark then.

Well, actually, we have a better idea.

Great job, gang.

(CLAPS HANDS)

Right, go get some rest!

You deserve it.

Well done, well done. Sandeep!

Yes!

Yes! Wooo!

(CHATTER)

(VOCALIZING)

Come on, Dad.

We did it!

We've won!

You could try being a bit more chipper.

I just wish your mother was here, that's all.

Well she's looking down on us, proud.

- How's my tie?

- Perfect.

- Mr. Tark?

- Yeah?

Er, Junior, I mean.

Could I have a word, please?

Er, bit busy right now.

I'm here to help you

hoover up your loose ends.

Just give us a few minutes.

In fact everyone, could you all

just clear out for me, please?

Just want a moment with the app.

Dad, I'll have a chai latte, triple shot.

(CLICKS TONGUE, SNIFFS)

Start talking.

Everything that happened with Dean.

I know it was you.

You've got five seconds to tell me

how you've come by that lie,

before I get my dad

to start pulling legs off a spider.

I, erm...

I, erm...

Look, he's testing you.

Tell him there's a secret camera.

I, I installed a secret camera.

I've got it all on tape.

Got what?

You really think you can shake me down?

- Don't take the bait.

- Oh, I've got evidence.

Prove it.

Show me.

There is no video evidence!

It's what's called a ruse.

- Show me the footage!

- Hang on...

Elaborate!

Hang on... please?

Where did you find these idiots?

Shhh!

- Shhh!

- What?!

- Oh, for the love of God!

- Shh!

- Spider, just act tough!

I said shh... Shut up,

or your whole family are dead!

Too tough!

Tell him you want 20 percent

of the company to keep quiet.

I want 20 percent of Forosa

to keep my mouth shut.

What's to stop you from showing

a copy to those PIs of yours?

Oh, I'm no PI. I'm a hacker. A loner.

I'm no PI.

I'm a hacker.

A loner.

Selfish, unloved.

I'm selfish... unloved.

- Sad, pathetic.

- Sad, pathetic.

Alright, steady on!

...I mean, so what's it to be?

20's too high.

I can do 10.

Take out your phone of your pocket

and tell him 20, it's 20.

No, no, no. I want twenty.

One for every minute it takes

the police to arrive.

One for every minute

it takes the police to arrive, boyo!

OK.

OK. OK.

I didn't mean to do it, Spider...

You knew how he was, right?

Never giving an inch,

never caring about anyone...

I can't do this without Helena!

Are you serious?!

The launch is in two days!

- Well push it.

- We can't!

We're running on empty.

We have put everything in to get us this far,

you do realize that?

Managing HR and finances

is your problem, not mine.

My problem is you!

I gave you all this

and you promised you'd deliver.

- But then you fired Helena.

- And who's fault was that?

I can't talk to you when you're like this.

(SCOFFS)

(GRUNTS)

(AUTOMATED VOICE) Battery 20 percent.

(BEEPS)

Battery, 20 percent. Battery 20 percent.

(GRUNTING)

Battery. Battery. Battery.

(SCREAMS)

SPIDER: Why'd you ditch the vacuum?

That's what they do in the movies.

Get rid of the murder weapon.

(PANTS)

Not as easy as it looks.

- You've got serious anger issues.

- Just show me the footage!

I think your confession's all we need,

thank you, Mr. Tark.

What about my launch?

I'm afraid you'll be missing that,

on account of all that murdering.

FRANK: Nicely done.

You're a natural!

I prefer being the man in the van.

Can I have a moment with me son, please?

(SOFTLY) You've got to help me Dad, please.

No, son! I'm sorry.

What you've become...

If your mother were alive now,

she'd be ashamed of both of us.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Hello, boss.

I've finished updating the firewalls.

They're as tight as a dwarven king's

purse-strings. (CHUCKLES)

Too nerdy, eh?

What I meant to say was,

not even a firewall could keep me from

seeing how great your hair looks today.

Thanks?

Listen, can I just say sorry again

for abusing our friendship.

I feel bad about it.

Don't worry, I know you were desperate!

Not that you needed saving.

I mean, you're a strong, confident woman.

OK. Um, I spoke to Bertie's lawyers.

He's going to take a cut of the profits

but the app's all mine again.

Amazing!

You're strong and crafty.

Crafty?

You made it sound like Blue Peter!

Do you know what, this isn't working!

Hey, that was really good stuff!

What I meant to say was,

you know when you

play battle royale online,

and you can fight a dozen rounds

without a win?

And then one day you line up your sights

and everything goes right.

You can't explain it, it just, there it is.

Well, that's how I feel about you, H.

You're my perfect killstreak.

You're very sweet.

And that's been kinda obvious

since we met, but...

Honestly, say no more.

I wasn't expecting anything.

I just, I just had to tell you.

I've got one shot

at running this company right.

I can't date an employee.

Fair enough.

So, you're fired.

Drinks at eight?

Say again?

I'm asking you out, Cariad.

(CHUCKLES)

Well, I uh, I better go and clear my desk then!

(WHISPERS) Thanks, guys!

Aww, that was beautiful.

Our work here is done.

Come on, let's get back

to the office and start packing.

We've worked out why you don't want to move.

(SIGHS)

I've told you why.

Yeah we see through your excuses.

We know deep down,

it's because the office is our place.

It's called emotional attachment.

(SCOFFS)

Don't be daft!

- Look, he's practically welling up.

- Aww, you big softie.

- I am not emotionally attached to our office.

- Ah! Ours, see?

There you go because

it's where the magic happens, eh?

Hanky.

Look, I wouldn't be your co-detective,

and your best friend

if I ignored your feelings.

And therefore we are happy to stay.

But with conditions.

Such as?

(CLEARS THROAT)

SEBASTIAN: It's double-sided.

And meet the newest addition to the office.

Well, listen, I can see how much

it means to you two to stay put,

so I am prepared to do that for you.

Thanks for the coffee maker.

Now we've got a new team barista,

do we still need him?

(LAUGHS)

Er, we will see how long the new boy lasts!

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)