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What's all this about?

Michael Ryan.

This is about absolution.

They will do everything in their power to get what they want.

No matter the casualties.

Jack and Angela need to be gone.

- Nothing else. - No.

That's not enough.

I don't just want them dead.

Whatever you choose to do...

...do not trust Jack Worth.

You'll end up dead.

How can I believe you?

All this, this... This isn't me.

I mean, plenty of other bollocks is, but this...

- This is on, uh... - Catherine.

Yeah.

You got this, Sarah?

Yeah, I got it.

They got away?

Yes.

Take her back to the hotel.

And guard her with your life.

Ma'am.

We should get you to the hotel.

Catherine!

How do you feel, Catherine?

Have you any idea who's behind this atrocity, Chief Constable?

Monsters.

I promised my son that they didn't exist.

I was wrong.

I swear...

whoever they are

there is nowhere they can hide.

They will be found.

I swear on the blood of my son.

I will not rest, or retreat...

until his murderers are brought to account.

Fucking hell.

Alright?

You scared me half to death.

What are you playing at?

Just thought I'd pop round.

Why?

I thought Anna and Ange might be here.

Put a bullet in your head.

Oh. I see.

Well, I'd better put the kettle on while we wait then, shall I?

Ah, lovely.

Fucker.

Mr Ryan, here's the money you asked for.

Nothing like a bit of cash to get these fuckers moving.

- Need a hand? - Nah.

Mr Ryan, it's about Sean.

Right, you two listen to me very carefully.

You're angry, I understand, you want revenge.

I'm angry too.

But you need to stay away from the fucking Worths

- do you understand me? - But the kids...

But nothin'. No.

Right, the pair of yous, fuck off.

I'm sure they're OK.

How about you?

Couldn't be fucking better, Jack.

Good.

- Cos for a minute back there... - What?

Don't tell me you were worried about me.

Is that why you really came?

- What can I say? - Nothin'.

Before I actually start to think you give a shit.

The fuck are you gonna do now?

Maybe it's time I went straight.

I could open a bakery or something.

Hey, if this crusade of yours doesn't work out

you could come and help me run it.

Fuck off.

- I hate to ask, but... - Don't.

There is a little something that you and your lot could do for me.

Haven't done enough already?

And after last night... I mean, shit.

Her boy died.

Yeah.

What happened?

Something that shouldn't have.

Why don't you just let it go?

Just stop before anyone else gets hurt.

Eyes out. Bit of recon. That's all I'm asking for.

Oh!

Sorry.

- You alright? - Yeah, no, I'm good thanks.

Probably wondering what I'm doing out at this time, in this state.

I know I am.

D'you have any?

Uh, yeah.

It's me first.

Tell me, honestly, it gets easier, doesn't it?

Honestly?

No.

No, it doesn't.

This is what you see

Why won't you see?

Why won't you see?

I need some space cos I have to find

A perfect rhythm going through my mind

In time

In time

In time, in time

Rough night, huh?

Here.

It's OK. I've not had any.

Thanks.

I'm Tara.

I'm Ro... Um, Anna.

Cool.

So, um, what're you studying, Roanna?

I'm just Anna.

Um, I'm not. Just visiting.

Fuck Michael.

- What are you studying? - Photojournalism.

It's a real degree, OK?

I know.

I just... I always wanted to do something like that.

Well then, here's definitely where you should be.

I'm in my second year now. First year is a little bit of a drag, but...

- at least you get into the swing of things. - The fuck do you want?

Excuse me?

Sean McGrath was our cousin.

Is that supposed to mean something to me?

Yeah.

Fuck! Jesus! Jesus!

Bitch...

Can I have your attention please?

On platform four, we are sorry to announce that the...

Where you planning on going?

How predictable.

Safety in open spaces.

You haven't changed a bit.

Neither have you.

Well, maybe the hair.

Danny always preferred it short, but...

Danny was a fool. So was I.

She reminds me of you, you know, Anna...

when we first met.

Got the same kind of spirit.

D'you remember that night in the pub?

We'd had a lock in and you stayed behind to help clear up

even though you didn't have to.

So I opened a bottle of the good whisky.

We sat there chatting, just the two of us.

You shivered...

and I gave you me jacket.

I stayed cos I was 19...

one week into a new job and you were my boss.

That's why I smiled

when you went on and fuckin' on.

Jesus Christ.

Shivered?

I was fuckin' terrified.

- Angie... - Don't you fuckin call me that.

I know you.

You're tired, all the killings.

What makes you think you can protect my niece

you couldn't protect your own son?

Petey?

The lift back?

You sick fuck.

You can't have it both ways.

Your niece?

D'you want to play happy families now?

You killed my brother to give her what?

A better life? A new dad?

- How's that working out for you? - No.

You killed Danny.

You sent him up onto that roof

because you didn't have the stomach to kill me yourself.

That's the fuckin' truth.

What do you want?

To help.

You've already lost one kid, Angie.

Do you really want to lose another?

- Alright, boy? - Go on, my G.

- Let's go. - Yeah, let's go.

I'm on my own

Just want to roam

I tell you babe

- Fuck's sake. - Don't want a home

I wander round

Feet off the ground

I even go from town to town

Un-fucking believable.

I said I think this life is grand

Say I'll be your man

Don't bring me down

I understand you declined a family liaison officer?

No, I'm good. Thank you.

- I did. - Any particular reason?

Because it's bad enough being cooped up in here

without having my hand held

and being fed bullshit along with it.

Something tells me I won't have that problem with you.

Oh, this was found on DI Lunt's body.

This mean anything to you?

Can't say it does. Should it?

Each of the name's crossed out on there are dead.

Most, only recently.

A priest, customs officer, port police...

That's a hit list.

Your name's on there...

as is Michael Ryan's.

And you think what?

That D.I. Lunt was somehow mixed up in this?

She was a real detective.

Honourable.

- She was... - One of yours?

Yes.

And with all due respect, you aren't.

Perhaps that's not such a bad thing then, eh?

The Worths, our prime suspects...

what can you tell me about them?

Accused you of trying to murder him and his family, if memory serves.

Although that now seems to be the other way around.

And for some reason, you seem to not want me to find them.

You watch who you're talking to, D.I. Vine.

I'm still your fucking boss.

Yeah, well, you're right, ma'am.

That's why I'll do everything in my power to get to the bottom of this.

Any good?

What do I look like to you, a bleedin' amateur?

Hey!

Apart from me, who else have you come to disturb?

Helen. You know her?

Yeah.

Pretty... Lovely eyes.

Nothing behind them, mind.

Just sits there, staring.

Blank.

Still, she's the only fucker in this place I can just about tolerate.

- Come on then. - Hey.

Hey! W...

Oi, ya... Fuck! Ooh!

Would you bloody stop?

Alright, Grandad.

I'm not your fucking grandad, knobhead!

Oi! I'm... I'm sorry, pal.

Hi, Helen.

Y'alright?

Sorry, love.

Hey.

Hi.

What happened?

Anna...

what's happened?

It was Sean McGrath's cousins.

- Oh, Christ. - It's fine. It's fine.

I dealt with it.

What about you?

Where's Dad?

Please.

When the dust does settle

Will you make it back?

Our days were numbered

Our days were wrapped

We fall and we lost

There into the night

Today's darkest cloud

Was yesterday's light

We must've spiralled

Out of control

Suffer and glory

Rage in my skull

All we've become

To make it seem right

Today's darkest cloud

Yesterday's light

Afterlight

You owe me a joint!

Or else cough up.

You don't like people much, do you?

No, I don't.

What about dogs?

I like it

I like it

I like the funny feeling being here with you

You know that stray you were looking for?

It's been spotted.

Where?

Riverside Plaza, Suite 114.

Right. I gotta make a stop first. Yeah.

There's more of that if you want it.

- Here. - No, you keep it.

- What would I do with it? - Well, what am I gonna do with it?

I don't know.

- What happened yesterday... - Happened.

How do you feel about that?

Uh, honestly, I don't really feel anything.

You liked Jesse, didn't you?

- I barely knew him. - That doesn't matter.

I've decided, when this is all over

I'm gonna do a photographic journalism course.

I went to see about it this morning. It's a three-year course.

And I met this girl there, and she really loves it, so...

I'm gonna do it.

Yeah, decided.

Uni. Cool, huh?

The details surrounding the death are still as yet unclear.

Pretty girl. Sad.

Yeah. If you're into fucking filth.

Good officer on all accounts, too.

Hey, only good copper's a fucking dead copper.

Isn't that right, mate?

Her name was Lunt.

Sarah Lunt. Rhymes with...

everything that is.

Cheers, mate.

Thank you.

Oh, she didn't leave any sugar.

Add her to the list.

I'm only joking.

Yeah.

That's what I'm worried about.

What we still hanging around here for? We should just go.

No, we're just gonna take a breather, just re-assess for a minute.

What is there to re-assess? We go back, we kill Catherine.

Anna, sit down.

We need to finish the list.

That list was flawed from the start.

It's not gonna fix what you're feeling.

And it sure as shit isn't going to get you into university.

What do you mean it was flawed?

Cos there's two names missing off it.

- Who's? - Mine. Jack's.

I don't understand.

No.

Course you don't understand.

Christ, Anna.

Back when you were...

maybe 5 months old, I think...

Jack found out that Michael and Danny, your...

weren't just trafficking drugs...

people too.

Desperate people.

They didn't make it off the boat.

Why not?

Because they were killed to protect a fucking drug shipment.

Men, women, some...

kids too.

What did you do?

I ran away.

OK.

OK?

What do you want me to say?

I don't know, scream, curse, yell, something.

You happy?

Yeah.

No. Not really.

I'm not you, Mum.

Oh, thank Christ.

And you're not this eejit either.

- The fuck did I do? - Not now, Jack.

Alright, couldn't agree more.

But if this act, and if that's what it is, Anna...

Is this really about me or is this about you?

I know where she is. You two coming or what?

We're sorry, Michael. We know we fucked up.

I tried to tell him...

Please, you don't have to do this, Michael.

Sorry, lads. Gotta be done, ain't it?

I want this place cleared tonight. Spotless. D'you get me?

Good.

Did she do all this?

I need to see you.

Yeah, thought you might.

And as I continue, you know they gettin' sweeter

So what can I do? I really beg you, my Lord

To me flirting is just like a sport

Anything fly, it's all good

Let me dump it, please send in the trumpet

A little bit of Monica in my life

A little bit of Erica by my side

A little bit of Rita is all I need

A little bit of Tina is what I see

A little bit of Sandra in the sun

A little bit of Mary all night long

A little bit of Jessica, here I am

A little bit of you makes me your man

- Ah! - Wow!

This can't be what you wanted, can it?

An officer of your calibre?

You should be working special detail. Perhaps even Command.

Ma'am, please. My orders are just for your own protection...

Here. Take it. It's yours.

- Don't do that. - Take it and let me out.

Because I promise you when they get here that you'll wish the fuck you had.

I can't let you leave.

OK, listen. Roadblocks and checks are being set up

along all routes out of Merseyside.

What about in?

We won't let them get you, ma'am.

- You sure about this? - Yep.

- And you got your information from? - Mary.

Kayden.

- Jesus, Jack... - Who's Kayden?

- Mate of mine. - She's a child.

At least let me get some air.

Don't worry, I'm not going to throw myself off.

Ma'am.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.

I have to admit, I don't even know your name.

It's Mark, ma'am.

Then Mark...

please understand...

this isn't personal.

All available units.

Reports of an incident at the Riverside Plaza.

Possible officer down.

Fucking hell.

The fuck is going on?

- You tell me. A cop just fell from the window. - Wasn't me.

She's legged it.

I'll, uh...

- Go. - Nah, I got this.

Go, go, go, go!

Hey, come on. This way.

Too many heartbeats

No energy

It's like a slow climb

Then you can't breathe

Love is a reflex

Safe in your footsteps

But I can't get

The balance in check

Just another vanishing act...

Shit.

Come on. This'll work.

I'm gonna put on my happy face

I'm gonna get my fucking head straight

I'm getting the fuck out.

- You need to keep it together. - I am

Really? Cos pushing a copper over a balcony might suggest otherwise.

I did what needed to be done.

Pity for both of us that you couldn't do the same.

Hey, I decide what I need to do.

I'm getting a little fucking tired of being treated

like your own personal gun for fucking hire.

Least you got your own hands dirty for a change.

Oh, don't act like you haven't used me

as much as I've used you.

What use are you to me now though, hey, civilian?

You'll see. A goodbye gift.

The Worths delivered right to you.

They're coming for me.

Catherine, you were Jack's handler.

Why don't you fucking handle it then!

I will!

But I need your help.

Or do you want them talking to the police?

- When? - Tonight.

Alright?

Alright?

Hello, Jack.

I'm surprised you even remember the place.

You stay there.

You're still a brave if not stupid prick for coming here unarmed.

That's the grief talking, right?

- Won't work, Jack. - And there's the denial.

Oh, I remember.

- You've been there. - Yeah, but it was the anger with me.

It was always the anger.

I got so fucking angry, you wouldn't believe it.

What makes you think that I'm not?

Well, if you were, we wouldn't be having this nice little chat.

You'd be trying to find out who pulled the trigger

and whether they suffered or not.

Or are we just waiting for Michael?

Who did pull the trigger?

Who d'you think?

Oh, they did suffer, by the way.

I made sure of that.

Not as much as you're about to.

She got a point.

I want to know where Angela and Anna are.

Where the fuck are they, Jack?

OK. I'm gonna give you five.

Four, three, two...

Here y'are.

Always go on two.

Fuck.

Where the fuck are you?

Alright?

Come on, then.

I'm starting to suspect that you don't want me to be found, Jack.

For me, it'll soon be over.

I'm going with them, Jack.

To my family.

Time's running out, Angie.

What's it gonna be?

Life goes on day after day

Hearts torn in every way

So ferry 'cross the Mersey

Cos this land's the place I love

And here I'll stay

People they rush everywhere

Each with their own secret care

So ferry 'cross the Mersey

Cos this land's the place I love

And here I'll stay

And here I'll stay

Here I'll stay