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RACHEL:
There's been a development
I'd like to make you aware of.

We've found samples
of Hannah's DNA in the boot
of your grandfather's car.

What do you remember, Shaun?

SHAUN:
Charlie, have you seen Hannah?

I thought she was with you.

RACHEL:
Did you lose control?

What happened
between you and Hannah Roberts?

SHAUN: When I think about it,
when I close my eyes,

I've started seeing Hannah
on the video.

What is happening?

BECKY:
Normally, I can see it coming,
something like that.

If we do need you to testify,
Becky, just stick to the facts.

Why don't you tell me
where Hannah Roberts is,

-before your friend
starts dropping digits?
-I don't know where she is.

SHAUN: I've been trying
to find out what happened
to her, where she's gone.

I would've gotten somewhere
if one of your guys
hadn't turned up.

T
he hell are you talking about?

The guy I was following!

We have the support
of SO15's finest, led
by DSU Garland.

-
Sorry, sir. DSU--?
-
GARLAND: Garland.

Gemma.

RACHEL: Taxi turning
into Eaton Square, Belgravia.

M
a
'am, we're in position. Eaton
Square, Belgravia.

And we do not have eyes
on Shaun Emery.

I can see him.

Get tactical in here now.

[Shaun yells]
Here!

I'm down here!

RACHEL:
House search complete.
No contact.

I'm starting to think that
Shaun Emery is telling
the truth.

Except that I can prove
he isn't.

Hannah Roberts
did not get on that bus.

If I wanted to hide an edit
in the scene,

I'd use something crossing
the frame, blocking the action.

It doesn't have to be a bus.

GARLAND:
I understand you have this
drive

to get to the very heart
of things,

but accepting you can rarely
see the whole picture...

is part of the job.

I'm heading down there.

DISPATCHER:
All units in pursuit,

suspect vehicle
on the Venners Farm, North Road.

S
u
spect is currently on foot,
stationary.

OPERATOR:
What's he doing?

PHILLIPS:
Us a favour?

Nothing like a full frontal
for clarity.

Can't beat it. Hello, mate.

Just send us a swab of your DNA
and we're done.

OFFICER OVER RADIO:
Echo Nine approaching
Venners Farm.

GARLAND:
Bring him in.

[sirens wailing]

Stay on him.

D
I
SPATCHER OVER RADIO: Control to Echo Nine.

Suspect in flight
approaching East Road,

-perimeter fence.
-OFFICER: Oi!

[both grunting]

-[pepper spray hisses]
-[Shaun groaning, yelling]

[Shaun grunting]

[coughs]

[panting]

-[screams]
-[siren wailing]

OPERATOR 2:
Echo Nine to Control.

Medical assistance required.
Target is not contained.

-Repeat, target
is not contained.
-Coverage?

Blind spot.

-
GARLAND: Find him.
-
[keyboard clicking]

NADIA:
Echo One, arrival
at Venners Farm.

Nadia, leave Uniform
to go after the suspect.

-You and Flynn
secure that vehicle.
-NADIA OVER RADIO: Understood.

[sighs]

SOCO and coroners officer.
Female victim.

Patrick?

Official identification
notwithstanding...

y
eah, it's Hannah Roberts, yes.

Where is he?

There's no visual.
It's a flipping camera desert.

What's on the other side
of that wasteland?

Borders the A113, slip road.

All units, be advised,

suspect may be
headed towards the A113,
Westbound slip road.

[car revving]

[tires screeching]

[grunting]

[panting]

-[helicopter blades whirring]
-[groans]

Whew.

[distant siren wailing]

[panting]

R
A
CHEL: Shaun!

Shaun, it's DI Carey.

I
t's over. Let me bring you in.

I'll listen to you, Shaun.

Ha. She's dead. [panting]

You're not gonna listen to me.
No one is.

Look, I lied to you, Shaun.

We never found
Hannah's DNA in the car.

I was bluffing.

The only thing we have on you
is that video.

[panting]

[sniffs, coughs]

Marcus Levy came to see me.

He can explain it, your CCTV.

-He said it was all in my head.
-No.

He's got a new theory.
You should hear it.

Come with me.
We can talk it through.

[grunts, groans]

You've been sprayed with CS?

Ugh!

Open your eyes
and put your face into the wind.

That's the only way
to get rid of it.

[coughs]

RACHEL:
Look, I-I...

I saw something.

I saw you taken to a house
in Eaton Square.

Only, uh, no one else saw it.

And now, they think I'm mad.

I'm gonna have to arrest you
in order to bring you in.

You know that, right?

You're gonna have
to trust me, though.

I
want you to stand up, slowly.

Take one step towards the curb
and put your hands
behind your back.

Shaun Emery, I'm arresting you
on suspicion of murder--

-I'm sorry.
-You do--

-[grunts]
-If they don't believe you,
they ain't gonna believe me.

Gastor Square.

What?

That's where they took me.

Fuck.

Shaun! Shaun!

Wait! Shaun, stop!

-
[tires screech]
-
[siren wailing]

Shit!

Straight on! That way!

[coughs, groans]

Come again, Detective?

RACHEL:
Suspect has my vehicle, ma'am.
I was overpowered.

Are you hurt?

Negative.

OPERATOR:
Control to all units.

Suspect is now driving
a police-issue,

unmarked Volvo V40.

-[horn blaring]
-[tires screeching]

[Shaun grunts]

[sirens wailing]

-[bangs]
-[tires screech]

[theme music playing]

[indistinct chatter]

-Are you all right, ma'am?
-Yeah, I'm fine.

-Emery?
-[sighs] Uniforms
still looking.

N
A
DIA: You're lucky he didn't
hurt you.

There's no obvious wounds
or marks on the body,
and no rigor.

Reckon she's been dead
hours, not days.

She must have been held alive
until earlier today.

The people who put a delay
on this case have got a hell
of a lot to answer for.

CORONER:
Delta one to Westminster.
ETA, ten minutes.

O
P
ERATOR: Positive.

-Uh, you are going
to Croydon Coroner's?
-Westminster.

-We're SCD.
-Okay. We're Lambeth.

CORONER: The dispatch
went through Vauxhall,
so this is us.

Nadia, follow them
to the mortuary.

Tell the coroner
we need the postmortem
done in the next 24 hours.

Ma'am.

Patrick.

I need you
to do something for me.

Run a check on all properties
in Gastor Square.

Meet me there in an hour's time.

Gastor Square?

Emery mentioned it to me.

-What, when he nicked
your motor?
-Yes.

[sighs] Patrick, do you mind
if I take yours?

[inhales, exhales]

[line ringing]

-HART: Rach?
-You picked up.

I need to see you. It's work.

Yes, I need to see you, too.

[panting]

Shaun?

MAN:
Tell me about Shaun.

[beeping]

[beeping accelerates]

[coughing]

WOMAN:
Easy, Shaun.

I don't wanna use the taser,
but if I have to, I will.

MAN: We were
waiting for you to stumble
into a blind spot all night.

Didn't expect you
to stumble into the road.

My apologies.

-[wheezing, coughing]
-WOMAN: Steady.

WOMAN: You've probably broken
some ribs.

I need to take a look
at your shoes.

Pass them to me, please.

You'll get them back.

-WOMAN: Kenny!
-SHAUN: Stop the van!

-[woman grunting]
-[tires screeching]

-
WOMAN: Kenny!
-
Jesus Christ!

Shh! You stay fucking back.

We're trying to help you!

Don't fucking move.

Wait! Look inside your shoe.

WOMAN:
You've got a tracker.

[panting]

If I may?

KENNY: Why do you think
they always know where
to find you?

[mutters]
Oh, those fucking...

I
'
m meeting people for dinner at
9:00.

-Work people or wife people?
-Wife people.

Pretentious wife people

who think food tastes better
at a thousand feet.

The Shard?

[sneers] That'll put a dent
in your wallet.

Paying for the view.
And I don't like heights.

-BARTENDER:
Anything for you, madam?
-Just water, please.

HART:
So, I hear you've had a result.

You stuck with it.
You were right.

Why is the woman
who redacted the evidence

now running the case?

Gemma Garland.

She's SO15, apparently.

W
h
atever she is, she's making a
mockery of your department.

How do you mean?

I raised
a serious concern with her,

and she dismissed it.

Concern?

I think someone's interfering
with our feeds,

tampering with evidence.

I'm listening.

Take this video.

There's a chance
it could have been manipulated
while it was being monitored.

Live?

I
t
's possible someone hacked the
feed, put a delay on it,

and then used this bus
to mask an edit,

switching from a real event
to a fake one.

HART:
What, and then magic
all this stuff up?

Who's your suspect,
Steven Spielberg?

It reminded me of something.

From Operation Sycamore.

This was key, wasn't it?

We knew the three plotters
were in contact
with the arms dealer,

but we had no evidence
to connect them.

Right, until your CCTV trawl

uncovered this meeting.

Look at it.

A truck goes past
just before they meet.

I'm sorry, is that it?

A truck goes past?
A bus goes past?

For someone extolling
the virtues of hard evidence,

you don't exactly have
very much.

Listen, Rachel,
the reason I wanted to see you

is this... thing,

it has to stop.

"Thing"?

Us.

It has stopped. I stopped it.

Every step of the way,
you're coming to me for advice.

I called you because I thought
you'd want to know

there's a chance
the bloody camera network
has been compromised.

Or did you already know?

I can't get into this.
I'm late.

Did you already know?

[sighs]

You've had a shock
tonight, Rachel.

Why don't you get some rest?

[cell phone chiming]

M
r. Levy, it's Detective Carey.

If you could give me
a call back on this number
when you get this,

I'd really appreciate it,
thank you.

TV REPORTER:
The body has been identified

as that of missing barrister,
Hannah Roberts.

The cause of death
has not yet been determined,

but police have confirmed
that Shaun Emery, who
remains at large,

is now wanted
on suspicion of murder.

KENNY:
This van is hot now.

All that swerving around
in range?

-He can't be in here.
-[sighs]

SHAUN: What is that?

WOMAN: A map of blind spots

where the cameras can't see.

If you're careful,
you can get across town
without being watched.

SHAUN:
If they can track a shoe,
they can track a phone, no?

KENNY: Not that phone.

WOMAN:
There's another spot
in 100 metres.

Who are you?

Alma.

Not that. Who are you?

All in good time.

-[tires screech]
-[grunts]

Here.

-Quick.
-ALMA: They should fit.

Do you wanna go around
in what the police saw you
wearing and get arrested,

or do you wanna put those on?

[car door closes]

Alma's in charge. You touch her,
I'll chew your face off.

ALMA:
Shadow me, please.

It's important
we stick together.

[Alma sighs]

T
his is what you're up against.

If you want a way out of this,
you need to follow me.

Come on.

You're with the good guys now.

-[cell phone buzzes, beeps]
-Nadia.

The mortuary reckon
the postmortem isn't due
until Monday.

-RACHEL: Says who?
-Garland authorised it.

Call Croydon,
tell them we're doing
the postmortem there.

What? Move the body?
Can you do that?

I'm the SIO, aren't I?

-Ma'am.
-[line beeps]

[tracker beeping]

[beeping accelerates]

[cell phone buzzes]

I was wondering when you'd call.

MAN: Toy Soldier's tracker
was removed in a blind spot.

Leave this to me.

We're running face-match
on him as we speak.

I know you are.

You know, when you saw Emery
in Eaton Square,

do you think you might have got
the wrong address?

They all look the bloody same.

RACHEL:
Not exactly the same.

[phone camera clicks]

W
h
at's the easiest way to tell a
lie, Patrick?

Stick as closely to the truth
as possible.

Look.

Photoshop the door number,
and what have you got?

[sneers]

This house.

This is the house
we should have raided.

Come on.

What, now?

Just us?

Look.

There's a new one.

Not mapped.

Good job it's facing away.

But that's not a police one.
That's a private one, no?

ALMA: Six million CCTV cameras
in the UK.

Almost all of them are online,
and if they're online...

SHAUN:
They can be hacked?

ALMA: Doesn't seem
like any of this bothers you.

SHAUN:
They don't surprise me.
Big Brother is watching us.

He's not just watching.

Go on.

We need to keep moving.

SHAUN:
Hey, wait a second.

Does that thing
make untraceable phone calls?

[cell phone buzzes]

-KAREN: Hello?
-SHAUN: Don't hang up.

It's not true,
what they're saying on TV.

No, I didn't hurt her.

You know I couldn't.

Will you, um...

Will you do me a favour?

Will you, um,
tell Jaycee that when
she goes to school tomorrow?

No matter what anyone says,

is to remember
that I didn't do it.

The police came here,

asking about you.

And?

They wanted to know
if you'd ever been violent.

Shaun?

What do you want from us?

I want you to believe me.

ALMA:
She will.

PATRICK:
You sure you wanna
do this, ma'am?

COVERT OPERATIVE:
Sir?

-It's not the "Fig Leaf."
-[door opens]

Detective Carey,
Homicide and Serious Crime.

I'd like a word
with the occupants
of the property.

GUARD:
The occupants are overseas.

-What a surprise.
-I'm afraid I'm gonna have
to ask you to move.

It's all right. Let them in.

G
U
ARD: Please.

Sure you're not thirsty?

RACHEL:
No. Thank you, Mr. Napier.

[grunts] Frank.

Oh, sorry to drag you
from your work.

It was our suspect,
Shaun Emery, who pointed us
in your direction.

He mentioned this address

when I spoke to him
earlier this evening.

You spoke
to Shaun Emery tonight?

-Briefly.
-FRANK: Mm.

I didn't manage
to get the significance of it.

Perhaps you could shed
some light.

FRANK:
Siege of Petersburg, 1865.

L
i
ncoln may have won the hearts
and minds,

but if General Grant

h
a
dn't butchered the Confederacy,

that war probably would have
gone the other way.

I don't want to, uh,
insult your intelligence,
Detective Carey,

and I hope
you don't insult mine,

but the work we do here

is very sensitive.

If I were to give you
any details

without the warrantry
of your government or mine,

well, that would constitute

an unauthorised sharing
of intelligence.

Heck.

Protocol dictates
I can't even acknowledge
this address.

This address,
where we're sitting now,
you can't acknowledge it?

It seems... ahem--

Detective Flynn is not hip

to the quirks of our trade.

But you, on other hand,

you weren't always in Homicide,
were you?

I transferred from CT.

Why in the world
would you do a thing like that?

It's making
more and more sense.

PATRICK:
Can I ask a question?

I
f
y
ou're not able to share
anything, why meet us at all?

So he can gather
intelligence on us.

Old habits.

Well...

I should get back to work.
[grunts]

[door opens]

Perhaps we'll get
that warrantry.

Wish you all the luck
in the world.

But shouldn't you be hunting
your murder suspect?

We are.

ALMA:
You still thinking
about your girlfriend?

SHAUN:
She's my ex.

When all this is resolved,

you'll feel
a great weight lifted.

Yeah, what makes you so sure
it's gonna be resolved?

Trust me.

My barrister, my friend,
is dead.

The police think I done it.
My ex thinks I done it.

And between me and you,
there are moments

w
hen I'm scared that I done it.

So if you know
that I didn't do it,

maybe you could explain it
to me,

because I'd like to find
the people that did.

They call it "correction."

When they take something
that they don't like,

and they change it.

Who?

Alma.

Who?

I will tell you,
but you need to be patient.

Right now, I just need you
to concentrate...

and help me over this wall.

[cell phone buzzes]

[sighs]

I can't keep
taking calls, Frank.

W
h
en I find him, you'll find him.

FRANK:
Just thought you should know.

Your detective inspector

c
ame knocking on my front door.

-Carey.
-FRANK: Bright girl.

Too bright?

It's tricky, politically.

She's a bit of a mascot
around here.

Well, I'm sure
you'll find a way.

[sighs] Found it.

-Found what?
-That photo in his office.

RACHEL:
General Ulysses S. Grant
at City Point.

PATRICK:
What about it?

It claims to be from 1865,

b
u
t experts now believe it was
created in 1902.

The background
is from a different battle,

and the body
is from a different general.

It's one of the earliest
examples of faked photography.

Frank Napier
is flaunting it in our face.

You know that "sensitive work"
he mentioned?

They're hacking our CCTV,

tampering with evidence.

I just...
I just don't have evidence.

[Rachel sighs]

I think I owe you an apology.

For?

I should have been talking more
to you and Latif

instead of leaning on 15
all the time.

Guess I'd have known better
if I hadn't "practically skipped
my stint in Uniform."

[Patrick laughs]

I
didn't mean to take the mick.

[chuckles]

[inhales, exhales]

What's wrong?

I just, um-- hoping Marcus Levy
might have called me back.

-Who?
-He's the video expert.

He knows how Emery's footage
might have been faked.

Ma'am...

I
m
ean, I don't trust these people
one bit,

but Shaun Emery's video
can't be fake.

We've got the body.

And the double-decker?

W
e
know Hannah didn't get in that
bus like Emery claimed.

I mean, you saw the footage.

W
e
're not just talking about one
video either.

What about his whole journey?
To the river, back home.

Levy said that's simpler
than you might think.

All the hard work
could have been done beforehand,

and then the fakery spliced
with the real.

Well, I-I know how it sounds,
but he's the expert.

No, it's not that.

Just something Becky said.

Becky?

BECKY:
At first, his shoulders
are relaxed.

He doesn't put his hands up,

and then when he does,
they're open, and defensive,

and... then he changed.

You say it's unusual then,
Becky, not to see the signs?

We can always tell
when something's gonna kick off.

So how do you explain
this one?

He's a psycho.
Can't predict that.

And I'd have called it in sooner
if I had.

I
f
there was nothing suspicious
about it, just out of interest,

why were you monitoring it
in the first place?

That's what we do. We watch.

But out of everything
that was happening
in the borough?

Well...

he's not a bad-looking bloke,
is he?

And, um,

I
just thought it was romantic.

His behaviour
changes completely.

I
t changes right after the bus.

W
h
at, and this is all made-up on
a computer like Toy Story?

Shh. Marcus Levy
said all the hard work
could've been done in advance.

How could they know
where these two would
end up standing?

O
h, what are you talking about?

Yeah, what about Toy Story?

W
e
just need to analyse the
footage, that's all.

Make sure it all stands up.

You can't argue with this.

No, of course.

Thank you.

Sorry, I shouldn't have said
all that.

Not in front
of the "children."

-You see, even that makes sense.
-What does?

If you wanted to pass
fake footage off as real,

you'd want someone naive
to find it--

What?

Rachel?

You said you'd talk to me
and Nads from now on.

Team Homicide?

This isn't about Homicide.

Call it a night, Patrick.

You're gonna have to come up
with a better name for our
team than that.

[cell phone buzzes]

Mr. Levy,
thanks for calling me back.

MAN:
I'm afraid it's not Mr. Levy.

It's DC Taylor
from Stoke Newington CID.

According to Mr. Levy's phone,
yours was the last number
he called.

Neighbours discovered him
unconscious on his living room
floor this evening.

He's in a coma.

Treat it as suspicious.

There's no sign of force,

but the front door
was left open.

They wanted him found.

Have you any idea
why Mr. Levy might have
been targeted?

Did you get him down all right?
[laughs] Good.

Yeah, my bus will be here
in three minutes.

Uh, don't go to bed.
I'll be home before you know it.

This is DS Flynn,
please leave a message.

-[line beeps]
-Patrick, it's Rachel.

Just, um, be vigilant
on your way home, please.

I'll explain later,
but it's just...

[sighs]
just make sure you're safe.

And your family.

[indistinct chatter]

Are you serious?

This is where you've brought me?

What about
all these fucking people?

Don't worry.

They'll all be
too off their heads
to recognise you.

-And these cameras?
-They're offline.
They're secure.

ALMA:
I know this place.

SHAUN:
What are you doing?

Come on.

You said you wanted to know
about "correction."

We'll talk in there.

[dance music playing]

[Shaun shouting]
How are we supposed to talk
in here?

[Alma shouting]
What?

[Shaun shouting]
I said, how are we
supposed to talk in here?

[Alma shouting]
This is the best place to talk!

SHAUN:
Oh, yeah?

How do you work that out?

ALMA:
No one can hear
what we're saying!

-
[music continues]
-
[crowd cheering]

PATRICK: All right, listen.
I gotta go.

I'll grab a bottle of red
from the offie.

Yeah, I'm on my way.

Taxi!

[car beeps, unlocks]

[car door opens]

DI Carey.

I'm sure you're busy
trying to locate your suspect,

but I need
a moment of your time.

It is come to my attention
that earlier this evening,
you instructed DS Latif

t
o
a
rrange the removal of a
victim's remains from Lambeth
Coroners.

Any attempt
to move such an article
during an ongoing investigation

should be considered a breach
in the chain of evidence.

This is a homicide investigation
that began at SCD.

That the autopsy
should have been carried out
at Croydon Coroner's Office.

GARLAND:
...rightfully registered
at Lambeth Coroners.

And I can only conclude
that your intention

was to pervert
the course of justice.

I'mperverting
the course of justice?

GARLAND:
This is not the first
transgression you've made

during the course
of this investigation.

I also have reason to believe

you conspired to publish
classified CCTV evidence online

in an effort to undermine
your superiors

and unduly influence
police operations.

These incidents will be reviewed
by a disciplinary board

to determine if action
or criminal charges

should be taken against you.

Until then,
I'm left with no alternative

but to suspend you from duty
with immediate effect.

[sighs]

Get some rest, Rachel.

Hopefully when you return,
the decision will go your way.

It'd be a huge loss
to the force if you were to go.

[car door closes,
engine starts]

I never said anything
about the evidence.

But I couldn't move the body.

I'd be suspended.

-[car beeps]
-NADIA: Ma'am?

I'm sorry.

I'm meant to take the car.

[sighs]

[car door closes,
engine starts]

You sure this can't wait
until the day shift?

Sorry, fella. Coffees are on me.

["About Work The Dancefloor"
playing]

♪ I was just thinking
about work the dancefloor ♪

♪ I was just thinking
about work the dancefloor ♪

♪ I was just thinking
about work the dancefloor ♪

[speaking loudly]
Who do you keep texting?

[speaking loudly]
Would you stop looking
so angry?

[music continues]

♪ I was just thinking
about work the dancefloor ♪

♪ I was just thinking
about work the dancefloor ♪

♪ I was just thinking
about work the dancefloor ♪

♪ I was just thinking
about work the dancefloor ♪

-[ears ringing]
-[helicopter blades whirring]

♪ I was just thinking
about work the dancefloor ♪

♪ I was just thinking
about work the dancefloor... ♪

[indistinct chatter]

-
[piano music playing]
-
[tableware clattering]

[laughter]

-Chestnut.
-Chestnut. Is this a joke?

Yeah, it is a joke. [laughs]

[indistinct chatter]

Guv! I thought it was you.

-
Sorry, am I interrupting?
-
WOMAN: No, no. [giggles]

No, um...

Uh, DI Carey,
this is my wife, Elaine.

-This is Dee.
-Hi.

Uh, too many names. [chuckles]

Hi. I'm Rachel.

ELAINE:
You two work together?

We did. I got moved.

-HART: Promoted.
-RACHEL: Technically.

So, who's looking
after the kids tonight?

Uh, we just let them
walk the streets, don't we?

[laughter]

U
m
, whereabouts are you sitting?

Oh, I'm not
with anyone, actually.

I got, um... tsk...

-I got stood up.
-Oh.

ELAINE: Come, sit down.
Let's get the girl a drink.

You're working on a big case
though at the moment,
aren't you?

Uh, no. I got suspended.

I had no idea.

Sounds like you really do
need a drink.

Excuse me,
can we get another drink menu?

RACHEL:
That's really kind,
but it's been, uh, a weird day.

I think I'll...

just go up to the top floor
and jump out the window.

I think you'll find
the windows don't open.
Try the roof.

Daniel!

[chuckles]

It's fine.
It's detectives' humour.

It was lovely to meet you.

Guv.

Oh, yes!

They're all the same?

[voices overlapping]

Just going
to the little boys' room.

[laughter, indistinct chatter]

[electronic music playing]

A
L
MA: Shaun!

[speaking loudly]
I'm sorry!

[
l
oudly] For what?

[loudly]
For bringing you here!
The lights, the flashes.

Are you all right?

[
l
oudly] I'm fine!

[loudly]
What is it?

[loudly]
He was in Hannah's flat!

[Alma speaking loudly]
What? Who?

[loudly]
What is this place?!

Shaun!

[crowd cheering]

[music continues]

-[line ringing]
-Tsk.

Oh, come on, Carey, pick up.

Where are you?

[cell phone buzzes]

I will talk to them
about the suspension,
but you need to go.

I remembered something else
about Sycamore.

I wasn't meant to be
on CCTV-watch that day.

I was reassigned that morning,
told to help with the trawl.

Perfect, wasn't it?

-Fast-track girl,
hungry for promotion.
-I can speak later.

I was usedto find
something planted for me.

And surely you remember it,
because youwere the one
that reassigned me.

And that--
that is what got me promoted.

[huffs]

So my career's a fucking lie.

You were even
gonna put me forward
for a commendation

for a case
won on false evidence!

Keep your voice down.

Why is this happening?

How many other suspects
have we fitted up?

Answer me.

Or so help me,
I will march over there

and I will tell your wife
about us

in everyintimate detail.

If you knew what was at stake,

you would walk away
and pretend this never happened.

I do know the stakes.

I know what happened
to Marcus Levy.

Who?

He's lying unconscious in A&E.

For what?

For figuring out
what they did to Shaun?

Is that what they'll do to me?

-I don't know
what you're talking about.
-Shaun Emery.

You faked
his video evidence, too.

-Why?
-Rachel, I--

And if Shaun didn't kill
Hannah Roberts...

then who did?

Your wife must be wondering
where you've got to.

I'll tell you this.

The soldier and the silly bitch?

If that video was faked,

I swear on my children,
it wasn't anyone we know.

Why would you call her that?

How far did you even look
into the victim, Detective?

Ask yourself this.

When did you last hear
of a human rights lawyer

defending a British soldier?

RECORDING:
This is Detective Inspector
Rachel Carey.

Please leave a message.

-[beeps]
-Ma'am? Call me back.

If there was a delay
on the video feed,

Latif would have checked
the wrong bus.

I've been going through the CCTV
on the previous bus that night.

She's there.

Hannah Roberts.
She got on the bus.

Just like Emery said.

[electronic music playing]

[footsteps approaching]

-ALMA: I told you
to stay with me!
-SHAUN: What's in here?

ALMA: Shaun!

MAN:
Whoso beset him round

With dismal stories

Do but themselves confound...

No foes shall stay her might,

though she with giants fight.

She will make good her right

to be a pilgrim.

A pilgrim of justice.

ALL: Pilgrim of justice.

I'm sorry. He wouldn't wait.

MAN:
That's understandable.

Shaun.

I imagine you'd like to know
what the fuck is going on.

[theme music playing]