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I'd love to tell you
that it gets better.

But it doesn't.

~ 30 years in and I...
~ He's started already?

What?

You will always feel afraid.
You should always feel afraid.

Well, they haven't heard it before.

My point is that surgery is violent.

And the day that stops
frightening you,

is the day you should quit.

(CARE ALARM GOING OFF)

Rizwan?

Oh.

Um... I'm coming, sweetie.
It's all right.

I've got you.

It's all right, darling.
There we are. OK.

Yes. There, there.

All right, sweet.

I've got you, darling.

Am I courageous, because
I'm willing to open her skull,

or am I reckless?

It all depends on the outcome.
So, here endeth the lesson.

Knife, please.

What are they doing?

~ Oi, hippies! Get a job!
~ Shh! They're students.

Leave them alone.

~ I hate my job.
~ No, you don't.

You hate your boss. Come on.

~ Thanks, Chris.
~ ON WALKIE TALKIE: 'Can you pick up?'

Still in the queue at X-ray.
I'll get there ASAP.

'Well, hurry up please.'

Sorry, Les. Fag break's cancelled.

~ What?
~ Sorry.

~ Oh.
~ Just for now. We'll be back.

We will be back.
(IMITATES ENGINE REVVING)

Oh, Riz. Where the hell are you?

~ Sergeant Maddox?
~ Oh, you're a star.

~ Shall I liaise with the fire service?
~ He wants to do it himself.

Course he does. You know his last
sergeant only lasted a fortnight?

Yeah. I might be going
the same way myself.

He won't let me handle a break-in
at a swimming pool on my own.

Good luck.

I might have a go at the canoe today,
get it ready for Jack's half term.

~ Good at swimming, is he?
~ It's going to float.

It is!

Well, good luck to her
and all who sail in her.

~ Some of us have got jobs to go to.
~ Hmm.

~ I'll see you tonight.
~ Try and enjoy your work.

Will do.

Right, then.

My husband came up here
last summer for a stag do.

Never shot a gun in his life and
then comes home with this pheasant.

I can't even eat a fish
with its head on!

And I was like,
"I can't pluck that" -

So it's a private shooting ground.
I got it.

Er, yeah, so they do game shooting
and rough shooting, clay pigeon.

Though it did use to be a farm
until it was sold in March 2009

to Alastair Stoke
and Thomas Marston.

I've reported graffiti,
slashed tyres, vandalised fences,

but my lodge has to be burnt to the
ground before you take it seriously.

~ Sorry. I'm Tom Marston.
~ DI Hathaway, Oxford Police.

So you think this fire
is part of a wider pattern?

Put claybornefarm. org in there.
See what comes up.

Hang on a second,
it's redirecting to hunted.org.uk.

Oh!

That's my partner, Alastair Stoke.

I get stuff like that
in the mail every day.

~ Any idea who's behind this?
~ Animal Rights.

They don't see shoots
as entertainment.

~ Yeah, but anyone specific?
~ The university lot are most vocal.

But it's Oxford, isn't it?

No shortage of people
who like an ill-informed rant.

~ Juno!
~ Look, I've told you before!

Keep it under control
or put it on a lead.

Is that your attempt to say
"Thank you"? It needs work.

~ The wood could've come down if she'd
not woken me. ~ This is Mrs Fernsby.

~ She rents a cottage from us.
~ Oh, really? We rent it, do we?

Come on.

We'll need you to give a statement.

~ We should've evicted her
when we bought it. ~ Mrs Fernsby?

Juno, heel!

Did you hang onto
these threatening images?

No. Alastair may have done.
He finds them funny.

Easy to find these things funny
when this is only a sideline.

Oh, dear.

~ What regiment?
~ Medical Corps.

That's Tom at the back.
I was attached to his unit.

There we are.

It was one a month
for the last six months.

~ I hardly look at them now.
~ Mr Marston thinks

~ these people burned down the lodge.
~ Oh, Tom gets very excited.

It's a commercial hunting ground.
You must budget for some opposition.

~ You're insured, then?
~ We'll be fine.

~ It's a fine line, isn't it?
~ What?

Someone takes a drill to
a stranger's head, you arrest them.

I do it, I get paid.

'I looked for his name. Nothing.'

~ How are you getting on
with the website? ~ 'Not too bad.'

I've tracked down
the animal-rights group here.

The girl who runs it is outside the
Radcliffe Camera. Jessica Tallison.

~ 'I'll meet you there.'
~ I'm happy to do it on my own.

~ I'm already here.
~ 'I'm ten minutes away.'

'I'll see you in a minute.'

Right. Cheers.

~ Simon.
~ It says I'm on annual leave.

To be clear, I'm not on leave.

~ That sounds... frustrating.
~ Mr Stoke, I can't work like this.

No... don't suppose you can.

(PHONE RINGS)

Hello?

Oh, hello, Mum.

Er, second cow on the left.

~ Talk about the animals, sir?
~ No, I'm all right, thanks.

~ Jessica Tallison?
~ I'm filming you.

This is an attempt to disrupt
a peaceful protest.

~ Tell me about Clayborne Farm.
~ We just monitor their shoots.

Were you aware
of an arson attack there?

No. Come on, what is this?
Pick an activist, any activist?

We're interested in hunted.org.uk.
Are you familiar with it?

~ Yeah. It's pretty embarrassing.
~ Do you know who runs it?

It could be anyone. Hasn't he got
something better to do?

Seriously, a non-violent protest
and a fire at a hunting lodge?

That's his priority.

I didn't say the fire
was at the hunting lodge.

(GUNSHOT)

(BARKING)

One-year contract, flexible hours...
You can't dismiss that out of hand.

Yes, I can.
That's the whole point of retirement.

Besides, I'd be treading
on people's toes.

If by "people" you mean James,
then he's the one asking for this.

We're desperate
for experienced manpower.

~ Really?
~ He's driven himself into the ground.

And as of an hour ago,
he's got his first murder.

~ I don't know. ~ Listen, what are
your plans for this afternoon?

After this?
I'm going to the hardware store.

I need some waterproof glue.

Exciting. Alternatively,

you could figure out why a surgeon
has a bullet in his head.

Oh, sir? They're not going to
let us near him.

Dodgy heart. He collapsed
on the phone to the operator.

~ Has anyone spoken to him at all?
~ He said he heard the shot.

~ But that's all we've got.
~ We've taken his guns?

They're on their way to ballistics.
This key is to his gun cabinet.

~ Good. Full search of the area.
~ It's over 400 acres.

But yeah, OK.

Oh, sir. CS Innocent's
trying to get hold of you.

Here he is!
What happened to you on Friday?

I tried to make last orders,
but work got in the way.

It'll do that if you let it.

~ He was looking forward
to a catch-up. ~ How is he?

Man of leisure.
Seems to be in his element.

Let's have a look, then.

"DI Hathaway". Congratulations!

~ Knew you'd be back. Once a copper,
always a copper. ~ Yes, well...

Right. From the hypostasis,

he's not been dead
more than two hours.

The bullet's entered here,
but it's not exited,

so it was travelling at a low
velocity by the time it hit.

Sniper at long range possibly?

Any chance of the results
this afternoon?

I need the bullet intact.

~ If possible.
~ I give all my DIs three strikes.

~ Try not to use them all up at once.
~ Message received.

Sir?

Uniform have spoken to the old lady
from that cottage.

~ She was watching TV all morning.
~ How close were you

~ before you could see me?
~ When? Just then?

~ Yeah.
~ Erm, a few metres?

It can't be a long-distance shot,
then. No line of sight.

It was my husband's farm.

I tried to keep it going on my own,
but things were difficult.

Then my daughter said Alastair
was looking for some land.

~ You were out hunting this morning.
~ Oh, I get it.

"The old lady
must've had an accident."

Well, not this old lady.

If I shoot someone,
I guarantee it'll be on purpose.

~ Gran? ~ Alastair's dead. They reckon
it was a shooting accident.

Well, that's just one theory.

~ God.
~ It's Chris, isn't it?

Uh, yeah. Chris Fernsby.
Sorry, I've been on nights.

~ You work at the hospital, right?
~ Yeah. It's nothing regular.

~ Mum just gets me a few shifts.
~ And what time did you get in?

~ Nine-ish. ~ What was Alastair's
relationship like with Tom?

He wasn't very enamoured of him
this morning.

~ I thought you didn't see anything?
~ I only saw them for a second,

~ out of the living-room window.
~ Would you mind showing me?

Alastair kept jabbing his finger
at him and then Tom stormed off.

~ What time was this?
~ Around ten.

I was just putting my gun away
before my programme started.

We'll need any firearms for testing.

~ Thanks.
~ Is this really necessary?

Morning, Detective Inspector.

So, what have we got?

I thought you had lots of plans
for your retirement.

~ I did. I do.
~ Are you not enjoying it?

Course I am.
I'm just taking a bit of a break.

You're taking a break
from your retirement?

Yeah, that's the one.

Anyway, I remember the transition
from Sergeant to Inspector.

It's not easy.
I'm glad you could ask for my help.

~ I wasn't aware I had.
~ Oh? Jean Innocent made out -

~ I've been asking for more manpower.
~ But not asking for me?

Well, you're retired.

Right. OK. Well,
it's your investigation.

So I'll just help out
where I can, eh?

~ You'll be all right with that,
are you? ~ Yeah. Yeah, don't worry.

We should go for a pint later.

You can bore me
with tales of your travelling.

I wasn't really travelling.
I went for a walk.

~ To Spain?
~ Long walk.

Sergeant Maddox, this is DI Lewis.
Will you bring him up to speed?

~ Sorry?
~ He's joining the investigation.

Just helping out with the legwork.

The family-liaison officer's
been in touch

and the victim's wife's
asked them to leave.

Want me to have a word with her?
Or whatever's most useful.

~ I await your instructions.
~ That'd be great. Thank you.

Right, then, er...
Can I give you a hand with those?

Mmm. There's more inside.

Have you worked
with DI Hathaway before?

Oh, once or twice. I was his DI.

So any teething problems now
are probably my fault. Bad parenting.

~ James, I'm going to do my best -
~ He hasn't told you, has he?

Sorry? Who?

"Once a copper", eh?

Crosscheck these
against his certificate, OK?

~ Thomas Marston.
~ Will do.

DI Lewis.

Simon Eastwood.
I'm a friend of Erica's.

She's this way.
I... I can't get her to stop.

Erica?

Erica?

(SWITCHES OFF THE POWER)

~ Sorry.
~ No, please, don't apologise.

~ How long were you married?
~ 18 months.

Things OK?

Alastair was receiving threats
from an animal-rights organisation.

~ Did he ever talk to you about that?
~ What? No. You think they...?

We must consider all possibilities.

So I'm afraid
I do need to ask you where you were

~ between 9:30 and 11:00 this morning.
~ Is this actually happening?

She was with me. I had the day off,
so I came over here.

I don't feel well.

Probably best
to leave her a minute.

Look,
someone's bound to tell you this.

Alastair wasn't my friend.

We had a disagreement and he's been
destroying my career ever since.

~ What happened?
~ The night shift from hell.

Constant referrals from A&E.

Then this teenage kid, Nabeel,
started to deteriorate,

~ so I phoned Alastair.
~ And he refused to help?

No, no, he agreed to come in.
And I was so relieved,

Until I was standing next to him
and smelt alcohol on his breath.

~ What? He operated after a drink?
~ Mmm. I tried to stop him,

but he'd already decided he was
going to be this kid's saviour.

Then he made a mistake.
He wrecked him.

~ Wrecked?
~ It's brain-surgeon speak for

"quality of life utterly ruined".

"Unable to walk,
think or communicate."

I blew the whistle,
but he got some mate to lie for him.

Swore Alastair
hadn't touched a drop all day.

So it came down
to his word against mine,

and they believed him.

Don't be such a diva! He's been
brought in to assist everyone.

He's with you first cos you've got
a dead brain surgeon on your hands.

~ How's that going, by the way?
~ It was a close-range shot,

but the bullet
didn't leave the skull.

Let's see what the lab says, but
bullets aren't always consistent.

If it's consistency you want,
I refer you to Exhibit A.

Feared extinct,
back in its natural habitat.

~ A little respect for the elderly.
~ Not likely. What's all this?

The summary of Stoke's
negligence hearing last month.

One of his juniors claims
he left a young lad disabled

after he operated
under the influence.

~ And he was still working? ~ They said
there was no case to answer,

but we've got a whole stack
of angry letters from the parents.

Can we get this in full,
unredacted?

Already on it.
I've also got something else.

I've got this.

"For years of loyal service. Al."

It was with his solicitor.
The wife's the main beneficiary,

but Alastair had left that for
his theatre nurse, Lorraine Fernsby,

~ along with fifty grand.
~ The Fernsbys sold him the farm.

There was also a message
from Dr Hobson.

I didn't understand it, but she said
your dinner was in the canoe.

~ I suggest you buy some flowers
on the way home. ~ Yeah. Thanks.

~ James?
~ Ma'am?

Did you delegate
those college issues?

~ The break-in at Rougemont Pool?
~ No, I dealt with them myself.

James.

She's good. Hang onto this one, OK?

~ Is there a specific reaction
you're expecting to see? ~ Oh, Riz...

No, they're here to see
how we respond.

We're not accusing you, Mr Nooran.

But we need to know where
you were between 9:30 and 11:00.

~ Here. Giving Nabeel his breakfast.
~ What? Both of you?

Yes.

What happened to your son?

He'd been on this protest.
Live animal exports.

The tailgate of a lorry
came down on him.

They removed a blood clot
from his brain,

but he bled again and that's when
Mr Stoke decided to play God.

You think he'd been drinking
before he operated?

Why would anybody make that up?

Did Nabeel ever mention
a website called hunted.org.uk?

He wasn't actually into all of that.
He was there to impress a girl.

One of Ayesha's students
was the head of the society.

~ I think I've come across her.
~ Blue hair, big mouth?

~ She's round here all the time now.
~ She's a friend of mine.

And she helps look after your son.

What else did you do this morning?

~ What do you mean?
~ You said you gave Nabeel breakfast,

but we need to account for
the whole time.

Come with me.

My son is doubly incontinent.
He has no swallowing reflex

and he takes food
through a tube in his stomach.

Every millilitre of fluid
has to be recorded on a chart.

If I start to get him ready by 9:00,
I'm relieved if we're done by 11:00.

I'm sorry. I didn't realise.

She was just letting off steam.
Don't let it get to you.

I'm not.
Do you mind if I skip that pint?

~ I've still got a bit to do.
~ Can I give you a piece of advice?

~ Yeah, if I can ignore it.
~ Don't push yourself so hard.

Let Maddox help you.
And make sure you get some sleep.

~ That's three pieces of advice.
~ OK. Prioritise the sleep thing.

'Possiamo avere il conto?'

'Voglio lamentarmi del servizio.'

Chapter eight already?

I thought we were
learning Italian together.

Funny,
and I thought you'd be at home.

So we've both
had a day of surprises.

Voglio lamentarmi del servizio,
Roberto.

You wish to complain about
my level of service?

Fifty grand?

I had no idea.

I used to get at him about nurses'
pay, but I never expected this.

(BOTH MEN TALK AT ONCE)

~ How long did you work together?
~ Over 20 years.

People always ask me
how I put up with him for so long,

but you just had to know
how to handle him.

Were you involved
in the negligence hearing?

Not in the operation, no.

But I do voluntary support work
for the boy's parents,

~ so I see the impact. ~ How did they
react to his going back to surgery?

Oh, come on, they're angry,
but not like that.

~ (BREAKING GLASS)
~ Sorry!

What about his colleagues?
Was he welcomed back?

By most of them, yeah. I gave him
what for about Simon, though.

~ Simon Eastwood?
~ Mmm.

I don't know what went on in
that operation, but right or wrong,

juniors must allowed
to voice concerns.

~ You can't take it out on them.
~ Did you argue with him about that?

I argued with Alastair
about everything.

~ He called me his "work wife".
~ But his real wife works here.

She did, but she quit last year.

You don't need a nurse's salary

if you've bagged yourself
a brain surgeon.

Sorry. I'm being unkind.

He'd been widowed for a long time.
I'm glad he found someone.

~ Even if she made him look foolish.
~ You mean the age difference?

No,

I mean the fact she was having
an affair with Simon.

(SOBS)

Ah, brain food!

Laura usually does a fry-up
on a Saturday,

~ but I didn't like to ask her
this morning. ~ Trouble in paradise?

Nah, she's all right.

Maybe a bit put out,
but that's probably fair enough.

Are you all right?

It all goes back to that
negligence hearing, doesn't it?

~ I'd want to know about that website.
~ That's what I'm saying.

The website was started two weeks
after Nabeel's accident.

~ It all goes back to the operation.
~ The parents using animal rights

~ as a cover for revenge? Don't buy it.
~ No, I'm...

Anyway, look, I've booked to see
Ayesha Nooran this morning.

~ She's holding something back.
~ Maybe.

We also need to know
a lot more about that farm.

Maddox reckons Tom Marston's
got money problems.

~ Yeah, I'm onto it.
~ She's on to it.

~ You should take her with you.
~ But he's our most important witness.

Exactly. Good experience.
How do you think you learned?

Point taken.

~ Are you thinking of eating that?
~ Yeah, in my own time.

I bet you missed all this
when you were travelling.

Or walking. Whatever it was.
What was it?

~ I walked to Santiago de Compostela.
~ Ah, the cathedral.

My old neighbour
went on a pilgrimage there.

It wasn't a pilgrimage.

~ OK, let's leave it there for today.
~ ALL: Thank you.

"Create all the happiness
you are able to create.

Remove all the misery
you are able to remove."

~ A fellow Bentham fan?
~ I wouldn't go that far.

I shall miss teaching him
when I have to give all this up.

But one of us has to stay at home
full time now.

I'm sorry if I offended you
or your husband yesterday.

He's not my husband.
Well, technically.

We were divorcing
when Nabeel had his accident,

and we simply can't afford
to live separately.

~ What about compensation? ~ You have
to find the surgeon guilty for that.

Right.

But you didn't come here
to show me sympathy, so what is it?

No. I felt, yesterday, that there
was more that you wanted to say.

Oh, goodness, am I that transparent?

I just wanted to scream at Rizwan
because, rather than helping me,

he spends all day in the garage
with that bloody car.

~ You've been taking care of your son
by yourself? ~ Pretty much.

And that's where he was
yesterday morning, in the garage?

Did you actually have eyes on him
between 9:30 and 11:00?

LEWIS: 'Did she go as far
as accusing him?'

No, but she's withdrawn her alibi

and it turns out
he works with computers.

'Someone's giving
our tech team the run-around.'

Oh, did you get a chance to have
a look at that email from Maddox?

~ No, not yet. ~ 'She's done great work
on Tom Marston's finances.'

They're chaotic. The only thing
he's never missed a payment on

is the life-insurance premium
for Alastair.

Right. I'll meet you at the farm.
I'm leaving now.

Are you OK?

You've done the right thing.

~ Mr Marston. How are you feeling?
~ Angry that nobody listened to me

~ and scared I'll be next.
~ I mean your health.

We've been keen to speak to you.

These people have moved from
vandalism to arson to murder.

~ We can't be sure it's linked
to the website. ~ No? I can.

I'm a 100% certain.

(PHONE RINGS)

Sorry.

Yeah?

All this vandalism
must be bad for business.

When were you last able
to pay yourself a salary?

You clearly know
the answer to that already.

Show me any small business
that isn't suffering.

I'm surprised you decided to increase
the insurance for both partners.

It was Alastair's idea.
I've had major surgery recently.

~ It made him think.
~ Sir?

~ Can it wait?
~ No.

~ Yes?
~ Who's actually in charge here?

~ He is.
~ He's wasting his time.

He could do better
than to accuse me.

Nobody's accusing you.

I'm arresting you
for the murder of Alastair Stoke.

What? Hold on a minute!
Look, OK, I'll co-operate.

~ What evidence have you got?
~ The bullet came from your rifle.

It can't be, that's rubbish.
I had it with me all the time.

This is rubbish.

Nobody's disputing the concept
of ballistic evidence,

~ just the accuracy of yours.
~ The ballistics aren't wrong.

Your rifle was used
to kill Alastair Stoke,

~ a man you'd been seen arguing with -
~ Who saw us arguing? Gillian Fernsby?

~ The woman is a fantasist.
~ By your own admission,

the rifle was never
out of your sight.

The fingerprints were yours.
How do you explain that?

I can't explain it.
Your evidence is wrong.

Or, I don't know,
someone's setting me up.

The evidence isn't wrong.
So what was it about? Money?

I mean, you'd rather work seven
days a week than hire a gamekeeper...

~ Hang on, being poor is not a crime.
~ I'm not saying it is,

but all the time there's
this life-insurance policy.

So, what was the plan? To create
a campaign of intimidation

and blame it all on that?
The website, was that you?

~ The fire?
~ No. None of those things.

Look, I've no family,
I've never been married. Alastair...

Alastair's the closest thing I ever
had to a friend. I didn't kill him.

His spray. He needs his spray.

~ OK? ~ No, we've got to stop this
and get him some medical attention.

~ This interview is terminated.
~ Custody Nurse, please!

~ It'll be all right.
~ Thank you.

Erica?

Erica? I just wanted to say
how sorry I am.

And now you've said it. Excuse me.

~ The nurse is taking care of him.
~ How is he? Is he responding OK?

They're taking him back to
check him over. I'm going with him.

~ I wouldn't do that.
~ Can you see what he's doing here?

If you get in the ambulance with him,
you hand his defence team

an argument on a plate.
They'll say you harassed him.

~ He's my responsibility. I'm going.
~ No. He's right.

You've got your man. Your job now is
to make sure it stands up in court.

Go home.

See you in the morning.

(LEWIS SIGHS)

What?

Well, he's not a stupid man.

If he killed for the insurance,
surely he wouldn't use his own rifle?

We've got the wrong man.

It's not him.

(SIRENS)

(HELICOPTERS)

~ Anything?
~ No, not yet.

Hospital CCTV picked him up
stealing that three hours ago.

~ The engine's cold.
~ Why wasn't he in handcuffs?

Cos they didn't think it was
appropriate and I wasn't there.

He's not going to get far on foot.
Not in that state.

That's assuming
it was a state and not an act.

Somebody should get the Fernsbys
out of that cottage.

~ Thank you.
~ Ah.

We don't know
what he's got hidden out there.

I promised Laura this job
was mainly paperwork.

~ Any news?
~ No.

I've left two officers at the flat.

He's going to be out there,
where he has the advantage.

400 acres that he knows
and we don't.

~ GILLY: Is this necessary?
~ It's for your own protection.

Give me my own bloody guns back,
and I'll protect myself.

You know the land here,
any idea where he might be hiding?

~ The woods, perhaps?
~ Yeah, but anywhere specific?

I don't know,
animal shelters or gullies?

~ Not around here.
~ They've found something.

Right. Change of plan.
Stay here, please.

The dog's picked up on something.
The camera's in.

Sir!

James.

~ Oh, God.
~ OK, we've got drag marks here.

Can we clear the area, please?

Must've gone straight through him
and then been dislodged

when he was dragged.

Get that off to the lab, please,
straight away.

Sir?

Ballistics have come back with
a match, but I don't understand it.

~ No, that's not right.
~ They reckon it's 100%.

What?

The bullets are a match
to the one that shot Alastair Stoke

and the one that shot Tom Marston,
fired from the same rifle.

Tom's rifle?

The one we've had in police custody
for the last 48 hours?

The marks on our test bullet

match the marks
on your crime-scene bullet.

So we know that rifle
shot your dead guy.

'He and his mate
destroyed their family.'

I do need to know your whereabouts
between last night and this morning.

I've had enough! If you think
I've done something, arrest me!