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I'm going to ruin both of you.

The police will ask me and I'll tell them,

Angela was depressed.

{ n5}She must have thrown herself from the cliff. Oh, Christ.

Why are they forcing you off this case? What are they hiding?

What about the investigating officer? He one of ours?

No, but I can lean on him.

I listened to your husband's show. He sounded drunk to me.

Better keep that husband of yours in line.

Angela Pidd, she backed up the Hickey story

and she's the one they found.

Hello, Mr Fitzgerald?

I have a proposal that might help both of us.

The Hickey story - it never made sense to me.

We need to get back in that house with SOCO

and we need to be looking, we need to be looking at everything.

You're right, Bailey.

That's exactly what we should be doing.

There are reasons why the Hickey case wasn't probed too much.

Karen...

..you're a good police officer and a good person.

Most of the cops here in Becksfield are,

but sometimes you have to let something go

so that a thousand little good things can happen.

If you'd met Syed's father, I think you'd think differently.

Tomorrow I'm going over to the Hickey place,

push them on the Pidd death.

What if I decide that this is all too much risk?

Warren can only hold his men back so long.

I suspect they'll come asking questions very soon.

Eventually the trail will lead all the way back to you.

If we're going to be working together, you'd better call me Fitz.

HE MUTTERS QUIETLY

Uh-huh.

Is there any way you could look that up?

Yeah, yeah. I can look that up for you.

That is so helpful.

So, there's definitely no model of that knife

with that serial number on the market today?

No. No chance.

When would it have last been sold?

About 15 years ago.

Really? 15 years? Yeah.

Thank you. No, you've been so helpful.

No problem. Bye.

DOORBELL RINGS

Who's that?

It's early, isn't it?

Oh. Hello, Inspector.

I'm so sorry, I know it's early.

But there's been one or two things we need to go through.

Of course. Come through.

Hello, Mr Hickey.

Oh, Inspector.

Everything OK?

Can I get you a tea or something? No, no, no.

I'll only be a few moments.

A few matters have arisen in the case of your friend, Ms Pidd.

We've had the autopsy back

and her wounds look consistent with a fall.

That is with having jumped.

But there's a couple of things in the days leading up to her death.

Some neighbours of Angela reported they heard an argument.

Loud shouting outside her cottage a couple of days before her death.

A woman's voice, presumably Ms Pidd's, and a man's voice.

We'd like to trace him, eliminate him from our enquiry.

Of course we're still thinking of this as a suicide case

but it's important we explore all possibilities.

Oh, my God.

Oh.

Oh.

I'm sorry to talk so bluntly

but it's a strange thing.

The method of death, I mean.

We've started looking inside the cottage

and we found a full bottle of sleeping pills.

So she had the means right there.

So it seems odd that she should...

Jesus Christ.

Oh, the other thing.

Ms Pidd's recent transactions show she went to Maetechers.

A seafood restaurant on the beach.

The same day as the row at the cottage.

It's just, we were talking to some of the staff

and they say she was there with a man.

One of them thought it was you.

Recognised you from some of your media appearances.

Was it you?

No.

No. No, I thought not.

I was sure you'd tell the investigation if it was.

Right, well, I must be going off.

I'm sure we'll soon clear this up.

Apparently, the restaurant has cameras,

so we'll soon see who this fellow was.

Right.

Like I say, I'll be going.

I hope you don't mind the early visit,

but I did promise to keep you updated.

Oh, not at all.

Thank you so much, Inspector.

Yes, thank you.

And, er, drive safely.

That junction at the top, it's a bit tricky.

I'm sorry, OK?!

I've been straight up about everything else. I promise!

I'm not angry with you.

There'll be plenty of time for that.

Right now we have to think. Oh, Jesus Christ!

I mean, why did he taunt us like that?

I'm not imagining that, am I? He was dangling stuff in front...

Sam, shut up!

He knows.

He knows we're behind it in some way

but we have a trump card, remember?

We have Warren, the police chief.

OK. Sam, sit down and be calm.

I know what I know about Warren

and so Warren won't let Lilley push much further.

He has him in his pocket or at least on a leash.

If that wasn't true, we'd be in custody by now.

Sam.

We'll probably be OK,

but, just in case,

I need you to pack a bag and a passport.

What? Sam, it's going to

be fine but just in case Warren can't hold all this back, just in

case, we have to be able to get out of here fast, get on a plane and go.

If they come to arrest us, I'll get Fitz to give us a warning

so we have a few hours to get ahead. Rebecca, for God's sakes!

Sam. It's...

It's going to be OK.

Why are you doing all this for me after what I did to you?

Because I still love you.

Busy morning?

Same old same old, you know?

SHE CHUCKLES

Time?

PHONE RINGS

Warren just called.

Are you ready?

When?

You've got two, maybe three hours tops.

Warren says Lilley's going to make an arrest.

You able to get out?

Yes.

My man will be with you in an hour.

Sam!

Sam?

Sam?!

Fitz called.

The roads will be blocked. We go through the caves to get to Fitz.

I mean, this is crazy!

You said sometime in the next couple of days, not now!

We need to go. Now.

It's too rushed. Sam.

This isn't a time to panic.

This is a time to act.

Phone.

We are not turning these on until we're in France

and get some new sims.

Passport?

Yes.

Rebecca, this is just too insane.

Yes. It's too...

..I just... OK, Yes!

This is ridiculous. There must be another way.

There isn't. Come on.

Absolute madness.

They've got nothing on us and if we run, then it looks like...

Sam! Come on.

Trust me.

Oh, God...

OK. No, no, no. I can't do this.

There's no way I can go in there. You can do it.

I know you can.

I know it.

Follow me.

Come on. HE SIGHS

Hold on to the rock. OK.

Stay close. You can do it.

It's small up there.

Oh, God. Jesus.

Wait. OK.

Ugh, ugh! Wait, wait! OK.

Yeah. Yeah. Jesus.

This way, Sam.

Are you sure you know where you're going?

Yes, this way.

Keep your breathing going.

Yeah. It all looks the same.

Stay close.

We are nearly there.

This is it.

I'll go ahead and make sure I've got the right exit.

It's another tight squeeze, so...

So you rest a while.

Wait, wait.

Leave me the torch.

It's too dark.

Your lighter.

Have you got it? Your lighter?

There, there.

You'll be fine.

OK?

Just keep the lighter on and wait for me.

I'll be back soon.

Stay here.

Give me your hand.

BOULDERS RUMBLE

Becca?!

Rebecca!

Rebecca!

Becca!

HE GRUNTS

HE SOBS

Becca!

HE GRUNTS

Shower is in the same place it always was.

Help!

Help!

Help!

Help!

Agh!

HE GRUNTS

Help!

Help!

Help!

Help!

Hello.

Hi.

You on nights then, this week?

Help!

Help!

Ms Hickey.

We need a word.

What's this all about?

We did try to call you.

I've been at work.

My phone's off.

Where's my husband?

Sam?

Sam?!

Ms Hickey?

I don't understand. Where is he?

Sam?!

Ms Hickey, we've been here since 5pm.

It's extremely unlikely...

Ms Hickey, please take a seat.

Rebecca.

Sit down.

Why are you here?

I thought everything's been cleared up.

This is from Maetechers.

Your husband was the man seen there with Ms Pidd.

What is this?

We've also gone through Ms Pidd's phone records.

She called or tried to call your husband

dozens of times in the days leading up to her death.

Do you have any idea why that would be?

Ms Hickey?

We need to find your husband to question him

in relation to Ms Pidd's death.

What? No.

No.

This is ridiculous. What are you even saying?

The autopsy on Ms Pidd showed injuries to her skull

not entirely consistent with a fall.

There were markings on the cliff edge that seemed to indicate

a struggle had taken place.

Hang on. You're...

..you can't possibly think that Sam had something to with Angela's...

We're not saying anything at this point,

but we do need to talk to him.

But first we need to find him.

OK.

We've checked at your husband's work and apparently,

he hasn't been in for two days.

I don't understand.

He must be.

He can't have just disappeared.

Ms Hickey.

This is just my view at this present time, that's all it is,

I think your husband was having an affair with Ms Pidd.

I think he was very keen to prevent you knowing about it.

I think your husband had something to do with Ms Pidd's death.

When we arrived this afternoon, there's a chance that your husband

saw us coming and just left the house.

Do you have any idea where he might have gone?

I presume you and your husband have passports?

Yes. Would you check for me

whether your husband's passport is still in the house?

Yes, it's right here.

That's mine.

I don't understand, it was here.

Is there anywhere else it could be?

But why?

Why would he take his...

Oh, this is ridiculous.

Ridiculous!

This is all some massive...

Ms Hickey!

It would help me enormously if you could check

whether his passport is still somewhere in the house.

I um...

..it could be downstairs.

I'll go and check.

His car's still here.

If he went along the beach,

could he have got up onto the roads, do you think?

I mean not without someone seeing him trying to get

through town on foot.

Contact Stambridge, get them checking trains.

It's erm...

..it's not here.

It's gone and I...

..Oh, God.

I don't care what...

..I don't care what he's done. I just...

I just want him to be safe.

We'll find him, Ms Hickey.

The entire force is out looking for him.

It's not just his passport that's missing.

Some of his clothes are gone too.

Ms Hickey,

if you know where your husband is,

it really is for the best that you let me know now.

If we get him now, then the fact that he went on the run

can make... I don't know where he is!

I just need you to find him

and make sure he's safe.

SHE SIGHS

We think he went to hide in the cave.

He may have planned to emerge later, get to the station,

but he underestimated how easy it is to get lost in there.

I'm sorry to ask this, but...

..did you know about your husband and Ms Pidd?

I just thought he was distraught over the break-in.

It was all so awful, seeing him attacked like that, so,

when he became more and more withdrawn, I...

..just...

Do you have any idea where Sam was at the time of Ms Pidd's death?

That was, erm,

according to the autopsy, the morning of the eighth.

That's last Tuesday.

I just assumed he was here.

He usually works from home on Tuesdays.

Researching for work.

Sorry.

SHE SOBS

I know I keep pushing this, I know.

I've been doing a bit of digging about her.

I went to the library and looked through the old papers.

She was in those caves as a little girl,

running away from home, probably.

A local farmer heard her screaming and got her out.

And I looked into the knife the lad had.

That knife has not been manufactured for 15 years.

What would a lad like Syed Khalil have a knife like that for?

Couldn't it just be the Hickeys'?

I noticed, the light was on in that shed the morning after Syed's death.

I think Sam Hickey killed Syed out of anger

and they're all covering it up.

Maybe the lad took the knife from the shed.

Yeah, maybe. Whatever happened,

I think that Angela Pidd was threatening to tell the police,

so, maybe he killed her.

Or maybe Rebecca Hickey killed her.

And then she saw her husband start to crack as well,

and she killed him too.

That's Rebecca Hickey heading into work at 8:05am

on the day of Sam Hickey's death.

That's her arriving at the newspaper reception 9:39am,

and that's her leaving at 8:50pm.

Here she is heading back on the motorway at 9:33pm.

That's roughly three hours after

Sam Hickey was first trapped in the cave.

I don't have an explanation

but she's smart and I don't mean "smarter than me smart",

I mean clever. I know.

I've met her.

I believe everything you say.

I even know what she's got over the police.

Warren's been turning a blind eye to drug dealing for years.

Guy called Fitzgerald, owns a farm above the caves.

The farmer in your article...

Course, I can't do anything about that any more than I can about this.

I had the same thoughts you had.

I even went to Rebecca Hickey's work.

Spoke to a receptionist who told me he saw her coming in and out.

There's even a cleaner who says she saw her in the kitchen

late that evening.

There's an e-mail, sent from Rebecca Hickey's computer

at almost exactly the moment that Sam Hickey was dying in that cave.

Course, that e-mail could have been sent via a timer but,

you fancy trying to get all that into a court?

Fancy persuading a judge to let us get forensics into that house again?

Fancy getting the coroner to look at the Pidd scene again?

Bailey, doing this job is about doing what you can.

Karen.

You OK?

Yeah.

Hi, Mum.

Well, I thought I'd ring you for a change.

Well, I'm calling you now, aren't I?

I'm good. No, nothing changes here.

I was thinking maybe I could come up this weekend.

Look, don't be going to any trouble.

Don't be baking or anything like that.

Right, listen, Mum. I've got some big news.

Thank you.

Hello. What can I get you?

A bit of everything?

It'll be nice to be near my mum.

I'll be sad to see you go.

Do you think you'll ever go back?

To the police, I mean?

I don't really think I'm really cut out for it.

Too much...

..compromise.

You know, in all these months, I haven't touched Syed's room.

I'll probably keep it like it is.

I just wanted to say,

I never said how sorry I was

that things were never really...

..never really resolved.

You did your job.

There's nothing more anyone can ask.

DOORBELL RINGS

Oh. Hello, Officer.

Oh, no. Not "officer".

I left the force.

Any chance I could come in?

Yes, yes, of course.

Will you be moving away or staying in Becksfield?

Away.

London.

Well, I'm sure lots of people would love to buy a house like this.

Mm.

Still hard to find a buyer at the right price.

Just signed the forms this morning.

Anyway, you've caught me at a really busy time, so...

I won't be long.

I just came here to say,

I know.

Sorry, I don't follow.

Know what?

Do you mind if I sit down?

I know that you lied about Syed's death.

And I know that you staged the scene to make it look like he attacked.

I don't even think that poor lad had a knife.

I think that knife came from your shed.

Don't worry.

I'm not "wearing a wire", like they say in the movies.

I know about the cliffs and I know about the caves.

And I don't know exactly how you did it...

..but I know you did.

Exposure.

I couldn't sleep one night, and I googled it.

Big mistake.

I've always wondered about

really bad people.

Are they born knowing they're bad

or do they grow up thinking they're just like everybody else?

I imagine it's something that

one would come to realise over the years.

That you're at a certain advantage

because you're capable of doing things that others aren't.

Must be really weird, though.

Like living on another planet.

Or a distant star.

Or in that cave.

Well, um...

You must have lots to do.

Yep.

I must be going.

When are you leaving?

Next week.

I've got a new job.

A step up.

Well, that's nice.

It's all turned out fine for you, hasn't it?

Those people...

I think they are at an advantage, but...

They must be awfully lonely.

I think they lose out in the end.

Maybe that's just me being naive.

I love you, Rebecca.

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