All language subtitles for Ridley.S01E04

Rise and shine. Come on.

Come on.

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Hey, Cal.

Good to see you.

You're looking well.

Are you all right?

Good job.

Our sister, Gloria Flannery,
beloved mother of Michael and Cal,

has gone to her rest
in peace with Christ.

May the Lord now welcome her to the
table of God's children in heaven.

May we who mourn be reunited
one day with Gloria.

Together may we meet Christ Jesus

when He who is our life
appears in glory.

Michael. Time to go.

Just... give me
a minute with my brother.

Cal. You have to stay...
stay strong for me. OK?

Promise.
I promise.

Good lad.

So nice of you to come, Ridley.
Oh, come on.

You knew I'd be here.

It finished her.
Her eldest boy in prison.

Sent her to an early grave.

You're a bit late thinking
about things like that.

The screws won't even let me
stay for the wake.

I, er, I see some of Adam Donnelly's
associates have showed up.

On you go.

Oh, look who it is!

Look who it is! The Framley Fairy!

Where have you been hiding?

Boom!

Get off me. Get off!

Agh!

Morning.
You all right?

Male fatality.
We've IDed him as Patrick Elliot.

Lived in a flat on the tenth floor.
Caretaker found him this morning.

Has he been there all night?
Body was hidden behind these bushes.

OK. Start asking around. See
if the neighbours can enlighten us.

I doubt anyone's gonna talk to us,
an estate like this.

Well, if anyone can charm them,
Darren, I'm sure it's you.

Dr Newstone.

Depressed skull fracture. Cerebral
contusion. Several broken bones.

Typical injury patterns
after a fall from any height.

Any idea when it happened?
He's been dead for a few hours.

I'd say sometime
late yesterday evening.

Do we think he could have jumped?

Unlikely. There's some bruising
to the neck and upper torso,

inconsistent with a fall from any
height. And a tear to his shirt.

Both of which point to a struggle.

We're doing a sweep of the balcony.
Might give us some leads.

Ridley's already up there.
Thanks.

Ridley.
Carol.

So, no sign of a forced entry.
He kept the place locked and bolted.

Looks like he had cause to.
Yeah. That paint's not fresh.

Somebody bearing a grudge, maybe.

So, what are we thinking -
a robbery?

I dunno. If it's a robbery,
they'd have taken that wallet.

Looks like he worked
at The Juniper Practice,

that therapy centre up in Burmanton.
Clinical psychologist.

How well did you know
Patrick Elliot, then?

Lived on my floor.

Few flats along. Didn't really
have too much to do with him.

Did you see him at all last night?
I bumped into him just by the lifts.

And what time was this?
I was off out to work.

Must have been just before seven.
And was anybody with him?

No. He was definitely on his own.
What about a partner?

Anyone we should be talking to?

He wasn't short of callers.

Coming and going all hours, they
were. Couldn't give you any names.

Where is it you work, then?
At the community centre.

Help out when I'm needed. You know,
keep the kids out of trouble.

What kind of trouble
are we talking about?

Just the usual shenanigans.

Not much for 'em to do round here.

Hey... jumped, did he?

What makes you say that?

Always had the weight of the world
on his shoulders.

We found two sets of shoe prints
on the balcony.

These scuff marks on the floor,
definite signs of a struggle.

And we'll run
a pattern recognition test,

but it's likely one of them
belongs to our assailant.

Is there anything else
we can work with?

We lifted a palm print,
outside of the glass.

We'll need to run it for a match
with the deceased.

So, he's on the balcony, and what?
He gets rushed, is that it?

They'd have to be pretty strong
to have pushed him over the edge.

Sudden rush of blood to the brain
releases all sorts of endorphins.

So, he loses his balance,

tries to stop himself from falling.

But by that stage, it's too late.

Hi, I'm looking for room 227.

Yeah, just up there on your left.
OK. Thank you.

Oh, sorry. Sorry.

Oh, babe, I'm so sorry. I couldn't
get a parking space and...

SHE SIGHS

We're going to have a little girl.
Really?

Oh! She is gorgeous.

She's there!

The Juniper Practice
is a registered charity.

Probation orders, erm, court
referrals, plenty of ex-offenders.

Yeah, we've probably nicked
a few of them.

Yeah. They sign up for counselling,
earns them an early release.

How long had Patrick Elliot
been working at the practice?

He joined us around five years ago.

I interviewed him myself
for the job.

Must have known him
pretty well, then?

Practice lunches.

Occasional drink after work.
Was he working yesterday?

He came in for some case files,
late afternoon.

First time we'd spoken
in over a week.

So he hadn't been seeing
any patients?

He'd been having some
personal issues.

I'd recommended a period of
home leave. Some time to take stock.

What kind of issues?

Borderline depression.
Anxiety attacks.

The stress of the job. It had led
to some poor decision making.

Would you care to elaborate on that?

Patrick had a tendency to get
too involved with his patients.

You can never
take on their problems.

What about his private life?
I know Patrick was gay.

He never mentioned a partner.

These patients that he wasn't
allowed to see...

do you think any of them
would've been known to the police?

We use counselling to help them
move forward.

It would help us
move this investigation forward

if you let us
see the details of the patients.

That would compromise everything we
do here. A blatant breach of trust.

Their medical records
would remain confidential.

I'm under no obligation
to share that information.

And you know that as well as I do.

Patrick Elliot, 36.

Body was discovered this morning
on the Framley Estate.

He had a fatal fall
from the tenth-floor balcony.

He was suffering from stress
and depression.

So we can't rule out a suicide?
The flat had been ransacked.

There were signs
of a struggle on the balcony.

And his movements yesterday,
have we established a timeline?

We know he went to
The Juniper Practice at around 5pm.

He had a run-in
with the medical director there,

when she refused to allow him
to return to work.

Dr Samantha Larsson.
Bit of a tough cookie.

Had no problem stonewalling
all of our questions.

We got a statement from that
neighbour, Diane Blaine.

She reported seeing Patrick
arrive home around 7pm.

She was certain he was alone.
No partner that we know of.

But we have established
that Patrick was gay.

The neighbour implied
he had regular visitors.

She didn't elaborate,
but the gist was clear.

Get on to his service provider -
phone logs, recent calls.

See if he was using any dating apps.

The deceased's door
was recently defaced with paint.

According to the caretaker,

there'd been regular reports
of anti-social behaviour.

That estate does have
a bit of a rep.

Let's check the
command and control system, Darren.

Any recent callouts to that address.
CCTV from the flats,

those doorbell cameras.
Let's see if that leads to anything.

If not,
we can issue a public appeal.

Dr Larsson
also refused to allow us

to see the details
of Patrick Elliot's patients.

Which was a great frustration to us

because the practice is known
to work with ex-offenders.

It might be worth looking into,
see if any names flag up.

Fine. I'll apply for a court order.
But let's exercise some discretion.

A word? My office.

Michael Flannery's mother.

Heard you attended her
funeral yesterday.

Oh, I see, yes. No, I showed up.

Openly consorting
with a convicted murderer.

I would not call it consorting, no.

This consultancy role
comes with certain responsibilities.

That may be, but what people
have got to get their head round

is that I am not a working detective
any more,

and what I do in my own time
is my business.

Not if it reflects badly
on this force, it isn't.

We have to be careful.

Right, well, I'm sorry
I interrupted the PR drive.

Believe it or not, Ridley,
I'm just looking out for you.

OK.
Well, your concern has been noted.

I hear Eve Marbury's pleaded
guilty to manslaughter.

Really?

So sad, the whole thing, isn't it?

You know, Kate aside,

you've always been
a poor judge of women.

Oh.
It's not a good trait in a copper.

Right. Well, you know,
that'll maybe explain

how I ended up with you as a mate.

Oh, ouch!

sigh

Michael Flannery's mother
was buried yesterday.

I had a bit of a run-in
with Adam Donnelly's associates.

They laid flowers on Kate
and Ella's grave.

You think that's
some kind of threat?

Well, it was my evidence
that sent him down, you know.

I reckon they knew
I'd show up at the funeral.

But now you're an ex-copper,
with no-one to watch your back.

Yeah, right.
No, they were just winding me up.

This is serious, Alex.

I mean, you should be worried.

We should be worried.
Come on.

If Adam Donnelly and his mates
wanted to do something,

they'd have done it by now.

Well, I hope you're right.

Because the last thing either of us
need is any more grief.

What the hell are you doing,
coming to the club?

They've set a date
for Adam Donnelly's trial.

All the more reason why
we shouldn't be talking.

Donnelly isn't stupid.

He's going to work it all out.
That I'm your source.

It could have been any
number of people, all right?

I've got access to the database.
Staff rosters, PIN codes.

I knew when he was bringing
those consignments in.

Look, I told you -
our sources are always protected.

I've given you my word on that,
all right?

So just keep your head down. You've
just gotta keep your distance.

At least until we get him
banged up, all right? So off you go.

Go on, get home.

And, Michael.

Don't ever show up here again.

So, we've catalogued the full
extent of the injuries

sustained in the fall.

Multiple fractures,
notably thoracic and lumbar spine.

Extensive abdominal trauma.

And some visceral damage
to the internal organs.

There was also a tear to the tissue
of the left deltoid.

Which adds weight to the theory
he was pushed.

Hung on for dear life
before he fell.

The palm print? Confirmed as a match
with the deceased.

Alcohol in the postmortem fluids
and tissues.

Also traces of oxycodone,

a prescription opiate.

And a combination of drugs and
booze would have made him woozy.

You know,
might have affected his balance.

Any joy with the shoe treads? The
first set belonged to the deceased,

the trainers he was wearing
when he fell.

The other set were quite
distinctive.

I'd say something more formal.

Glass tumbler in the kitchen
had been wiped clean.

So chances are,
Patrick knew his killer?

I did find a couple of matching
prints

that haven't been accounted for.

Did you match them against
the database? No joy, I'm afraid.

That rules out our offender
as having any previous.

We need to get a list
of Patrick Elliot's patients.

Must get Goodwin going on that.
Yeah, that chat you had with him.

Was it anything I should know about?
No.

Just him trying to keep me
on message.

"Blossom"?!

Everything all right?

Oh, Geri's pregnant.
Oh, congratulations!

Thanks. She's coming up with
some god-awful names, though.

Bluebell, Coral, Meadow.

Little girl, then, is it?
Yeah.

Another dose of oestrogen
for Jack to contend with.

Poor old Jack. Can we keep it
between us for now, though?

Oh, yeah, of course.
Thanks.

Boss?
Yes.

I followed up on those anti-social
behaviour incidents

on the Framley Estate.
Mm?

Neighbourhood police were called out

on three separate occasions
by Patrick Elliot.

He claimed he'd been
a victim of homophobic abuse

by a gang of girls on the estate.

He also reported a break-in
six months ago.

Some personal items were stolen -
a watch and a tablet

and some personal documents.
Did we get any names?

The ringleader's Rochelle Blaine,
Patrick's neighbour.

We've got a statement from the
caretaker on the Framley Estate.

And apparently you and your friends

are a regular source of trouble.

All we ever get from your lot
is grief.

You were named by Patrick Elliot
in a number of complaints

he made to the police.

Alcohol-related nuisance, criminal
damage and homophobic abuse.

We gave him a bit of lip, now
and then. Bit of banter, that's all.

These days that's what's
known as a hate crime, Rochelle.

Which earned you
a Criminal Behaviour Order.

People like him,

his sort...

Sometimes they're
just asking for it.

And what sort might that be,
Rochelle? It just wasn't right.

That's all she's saying.

What about this burglary,
six months ago?

Rochelle had
nothing to do with that.

I see from the statement
that you gave DS Lakhan,

you failed to mention

that your daughter
and the deceased had history.

Which makes me think
that you're trying to cover for her.

I didn't know that she'd been out.
Not until I got back home from work.

So you're confirming,
for the record,

that your daughter wasn't home
on Monday night?

It's hard to keep tabs on her
sometimes. She runs me ragged.

Yes, well,
I think I can help you with that.

Here's a screen grab
from a CCTV camera,

showing Rochelle outside
the lock-ups with her mates.

We were talking, that's all.

You were giving Patrick Elliot
verbal abuse.

Was that just a bit of banter,
as well?

Your mates also confirmed
you were drinking.

Both of which breach the terms
of your Criminal Behaviour Order.

I think you and your friends
followed Patrick Elliot

back to his flat and just
continued where you left off.

We never went anywhere
near his flat.

Ask my girls. They'll tell you.

All their accounts
of that evening seem to tally.

An altercation with the deceased
outside the lock-ups.

Though one girl did break ranks.

She said that Rochelle
left the group around 8:30.

And went off to see her boyfriend,
Jared Boakes.

And he was questioned in connection
to that burglary

at Patrick Elliot's flat.

Come on.
I've not done nothing.

Watch your head.
Mind your head, Jared.

We've got a statement
from one of your mates.

She claims that you met up with
Jared Boakes on the evening

that Patrick was murdered.
So, what if I did?

Well, that would mean that you've
been lying to us, Rochelle.

And it calls into question
your account of that night.

We spent some time at his lock-up.
the garages on the estate.

What were you doing?

Do you want me to draw you
a picture?

Oh, Rochelle!

You were told
not to associate with Jared.

It was a condition of your CBO.
Why do you think I didn't tell you?

This lock-up, what's in it?

Jared keeps all kinds of stuff
in there.

Let's get them bagged and tagged.

We're questioning Rochelle Blaine

in connection to Patrick Elliot's
murder.

And as you were with her on Monday
night, you're the one person

who can vouch for her whereabouts
after 8:30pm.

OK, I was with her.
About an hour, tops.

Which directly contravenes
the conditions

of the Criminal Behaviour Order.

Which, in turn,
could earn you a custodial sentence.

Now, we know that Rochelle

and Patrick Elliot had an
altercation earlier on that evening.

Yeah. She was
mouthing off about Patrick as usual.

I told her
I didn't need the aggravation.

And then, sadly, a few hours later
he was murdered.

Which had nothing to do with me.

Patrick Elliot was burgled
six months ago.

You were questioned
as a person of interest.

What's this got to do with Rochelle?
The break-in at Patrick's flat.

A wristwatch was one of the items
that was reported stolen.

The same watch that we found
hidden in your lock-up.

Never seen it before.
Really?

That's strange... cos your
fingerprints are all over it.

Monday, I never went near the place.
D'you think I'd be that stupid?

Well, I imagine Rochelle
could be very persuasive.

Full of resentment. Bearing a
grudge. Couldn't see her friends.

Couldn't see her mates.
Couldn't see her boyfriend.

And all because of Patrick Elliot
and the complaint that he made.

It was like he could see it.

That she was broken.

Chelle couldn't bear that.

So she thought
she'd go and even the score.

And you were on a promise,
so you just went along for the ride.

We hooked up. We made out.

We went home.

Jared Boakes' prints didn't match
the one's at the flat.

We didn't find any shoes that fit
the tread on the balcony.

We can charge him
with the theft of the mobile phones.

Let's liaise with the team
who are investigating the burglary.

But we know that watch
was stolen six months ago.

We've got nothing to connect him
to Patrick's murder.

Patrick Elliot's patients.
Any joy with that court order?

Medical records just came in. Handed
over under duress by Dr Larsson.

I'll have a good look through them.
Confidential information, Ridley.

Let's make sure it stays that way.

Listen, Carol,
I've been looking through

Patrick Elliot's patients' files.

The name that jumps out at me
is Cal Flannery.

Michael Flannery's younger brother.

He's been in counselling
for the last 18 months.

Grief trauma, anger management.

His last appointment was
just over two weeks ago.

Well, that makes sense,
with when Patrick was furloughed.

Yeah, exactly. However, there's been
five calls to Patrick's phone

in the last week alone.

And the caller's ID has been traced
to an address in Stanley Corner.

Number 24.

That's Gloria Flannery's house.
OK?

So he's the brother
of a convicted murderer.

Yeah, but that doesn't mean that
he's guilty of anything.

Yeah, I know. I know. We still
have to follow this through, right?

Do you really think
he'll talk to you?

He knows I've still
been in touch with Michael. So...

there's a wee bit of common ground
there somewhere, isn't there?

Cal Flannery?
Yeah, who's asking?

DI Farman. Copelton Police.

What's he doing here?

He's got no right
coming round here, him.

We just want to ask you
some questions.

Might be best if we do it inside.

What's all this about?

We understand that you were
one of Patrick Elliot's patients?

Yeah, the social services put me
in touch with the centre.

They used to check up on me
and my mum.

Oh, so you'd been seeing him
for some time, then?

I had a few issues
that needed addressing.

Listen,
I looked at your progress report,

that made interesting reading.
According to Patrick,

your well-being was called
into question, is that right?

What're you talking about?
You shouldn't be looking at that.

That's private stuff.

You must have known
that he had been suspended?

Yeah. The practice got in touch.

That must've been tough.
Didn't need him any more.

I don't think that's really true,
is it, Cal?

It appears from Patrick Elliot's
phone records

that you had stayed in touch.

Yeah. Might have rang him
now and again.

He always said it was fine
if I needed to talk.

Ever been round his house?

I didn't even know where he lived.
Really?

Where were you on Monday evening,
Cal?

My mum's wake.

Ask him.
He'll tell you.

Yeah, he was there, at the funeral.
Weren't you?

This wake, was it local?

Social club on Kirkhall Rise.

I must've been the last to leave.

That was the evening
Patrick Elliot was murdered.

What's that got to do with me?

Well, you see, these phone calls
make you a person of interest to us.

We're just asking you some
questions, Cal.

Some routine enquiries.

I'm still grieving me mum.

And... and you two coming round here
asking questions

that I can't answer,
what do you want me to say?

I've bagged up
all of her clothes there.

Ready to take to the charity shop.
But it's been sitting there days.

Yeah. Must be tough, you know.

On your own. Everybody gone.
Nobody left.

Do you know
that they threatened her?

Couple of Adam Donnelly's lot,
after they sent Michael down.

They said her son was on borrowed
time. Do you know that?

You should have called the police.
What good would that have done?!

I saw what you did to Michael.

You went to his mother's funeral?

It's complicated.
Yeah, it always is with you, Ridley.

He's lying through his teeth.

You had no right to bring up
his medical records.

It was a good job I did.
We got a rise out of him.

The sooner
I get down to this social club,

the sooner
I can check out his alibi.

Yes, I will get a uniform on to it.
But you are stepping away from this.

Fine.

Fine. It's your case.

I'm releasing Rochelle
into your care

as a person under investigation.

She won't be facing any charges,
and neither will Jared Boakes.

But they are both
still under suspicion.

Rochelle?

Mrs Blaine, do you understand
what I'm saying to you?

I did clock someone, that night.

What, and this has only
just come to mind

since your daughter's been
implicated?

He was by the entrance bit.
Nowhere near the flat.

Can you describe him?

Late 20s. Dark hair.

You know, attractive looking.

Had you seen him before?

Wasn't local.

I know all the lads on the estate.

Smart suit. Black tie.

That's the reason he stood out.

We have another potential lead.

Michael Flannery's brother
was one of Patrick's patients.

What?
No record. No previous.

We are still checking out his alibi
on the evening of the murder.

You've spoken to him already? Ridley
insisted we ask some questions.

I'm assuming this is
based on some pertinent intel?

Cal Flannery
and Patrick were still in touch.

His medical notes reported
erratic behaviour.

I'll need more than that, Carol.

He also fits the description
Diane Blaine just gave me.

A young male that she claims she saw
on the evening of the murder.

Right. Let's bring him back in
for a line-up.

See if she can make an ID.

Sir, Ridley's behaviour earlier
with Cal Flannery,

it was concerning.

He seems to want to settle some
scores. I had to warn him off.

I've never seen it before,
but it worries me.

You're running this case, Carol.
I know.

But it's not a call I wanna make.

Then let me make it for you.
Sir.

Ridley?!
Yeah?

Glad I caught you before you left.

Yeah. I'm giving evidence in
Donnelly's trial tomorrow.

Bit of light reading.
The CPS have thrown us a curveball.

They have concerns that our source
was never registered.

Concerns our source
was never registered?

Flannery would never have agreed
to it. It's got to be off the books.

The defence will ask
how you got hold of the evidence.

You'll have to give them a name,
Ridley. Oh, for Christ's sake!

I gave him my word.

Recruiting an informant
without due process.

No authorisation,
no risk assessment.

You broke every rule in the book.

Yeah. You'd no problem with it
at the time!

No problem taking the plaudits
when we made all those arrests.

The only thing that matters
is getting Donnelly sent down.

We've worked too hard
to throw it all away.

No names, you said.

Look. We needed your evidence
to send him down.

There was no other choice.

D'you think I'm ever gonna be safe
after this?

We are going to put Adam Donnelly
away for a long time.

Somewhere he can't touch you.
He called me.

From his prison cell.

Said he were going to chop me up.
I'm a dead man, Ridley.

Look, I will talk to the DCI.

We'll give you a safe house, till
this all calms down. A safe house?

I need witness protection.
Somewhere a long way from Allerton.

It's complicated. Look, you were
never an official informant.

So what, you... you're gonna
just wash your hands of me?

No. No. I'm gonna fix it.
I promise you I will fix it.

I've heard enough of your promises.

Seems like they don't
count for much.

Michael...

Michael!

There was really no need
for a court order.

Well, you know.

The police felt that you were
obstructing a murder enquiry.

So I think there was every need.

I was looking out for my patients.

One of those patients I'd like to
talk to you about. Cal Flannery.

I never discuss individual cases.
Absent father.

Brother in prison.
Buried his mother two days ago.

OK, in here.

He's never really ever had
anyone there for him.

Yeah, well,
Patrick Elliot was there for him.

Until you made that intervention.
It's all on record.

Was Cal one of those patients
that Patrick got too close to?

Cal had grown too attached
to Patrick.

Their sessions had become too
intense. Inappropriate.

What are you saying? That, er,
the relationship was sexual?

That's a line
Patrick would never have crossed.

Well, we know that they
kept in touch,

the two weeks of Patrick's
suspension.

Are you seriously suggesting
that Cal might have killed him?

I'm just saying,
in your professional opinion,

given the circumstances,

would you say that Cal
was capable of murder?

That's a question
the police need to answer.

If you'll excuse me,
I need to get to work.

Patrick Elliot's
relationship with Cal Flannery.

Dr Larsson called it inappropriate.

And how exactly did you
find that out?

Well, I went to see her
this morning.

After I warned you
to step away from this?

Just following up a lead,
that's all.

Ridley...

a word, please.

Yeah, look, if it was just a bunch
of kids on a housing estate,

there'd be a lot more
to connect them to the crime,

they'd have stolen the wallet,
the phone.

OK. Carol tells me you went to see
Cal Flannery.

Oh, right.

Yeah, I think she thought
I was gonna be compromised.

She was right to be concerned.
Michael Flannery's brother!

Yes, but what if Cal Flannery

and Patrick Elliot's relationship
was more than just professional?

So, what, you're saying that
this is a crime of passion?

Well, it's definitely
a line of enquiry. I definitely...

knock
Sorry to intrude, sir.

Diane Blaine's just arrived
for the VIPER line-up.

No.

No... Wait.

Number seven.

It's definitely him.

Dr Larsson.

I got a phone call
from your duty solicitor.

She told me
you'd arrested Cal Flannery.

Yes. We're just about to question
him in relation to Patrick's murder.

Cal's been diagnosed
as a vulnerable adult.

Oh, he failed to mention that
when we arrested him.

Which casts doubt
on his ability to participate

effectively in procedures
related to this investigation.

Yes, I am familiar with PACE
codes of practice.

I've brought along one of our own
solicitors.

He'll be taking over as Cal's brief.

He'll need a proper
psychiatric assessment

to determine his suitability
for questioning.

She's playing for time.
Well, maybe if you hadn't riled her.

If we hold back,
we can search his house.

While that solicitor advises him
to give a no-comment interview.

Let's get him
signed off by a doctor.

And when we do interview him,
you won't be anywhere near him.

We spoke to several of the mourners

who attended your mother's wake
on Monday.

And no less than three of them

confirm that you left the club
around 8:30pm.

They must have got that wrong.

They also said
you'd been drinking heavily.

I'd just buried my mum.

You told us that you didn't
know where Patrick Elliot lived.

That's right.

But we found
your prints all over his flat.

Can you explain how they got there?

You're under no
obligation to answer that.

I went round to,
to return a book that I'd borrowed.

Must have been
a couple of weeks ago.

So you lied when you told us
that you'd never been there?

I wasn't supposed to be
in contact with him.

I didn't wanna get in trouble.
Which book?

What?
What was the title?

It was one of his...
one of his therapy books.

He thought it
might be good for me to read.

We have a witness who can place you
on the Framley Estate

on the night that
Patrick Elliot was murdered.

She picked your face
out of a line-up.

This is... This is...
This is him trying to...

Trying to set me up.
This is what he's trying to do.

DI Ridley! He's trying to set me up!
He's trying to set me up!

Can none of you see it?!

And do you know...
Do you know something?

He's got nothing on me.

We've got a CSI team, Cal,
round at your mother's house.

They're searching for evidence
that can tie you to this.

Well,
they're not gonna find anything.

Those clothes that you wore
to your mother's funeral.

They were bagged up
ready for disposal,

yesterday, when we came round
to talk to you, weren't they?

I've told you -
they were my mother's clothes.

Was your relationship with Patrick
ever sexual?

I don't think that question's
appropriate.

Unless he's got something to hide?

We were close.

We'd made a connection.

Maybe he misread the signs,
I don't know.

Are you saying that he
came on to you?

Cos I swear I didn't see it coming.

I thought I could trust him.

HE SOBS

The thing is, Cal...

..I think that Patrick Elliot
stopped taking your calls.

And then you went over there
to have it out with him. No.

And he made a clumsy pass at you,
you lost it.

And then you lashed out.
No, I wasn't there!

I think we should take
a short recess.

OK.

Why are you protecting Cal Flannery?

He's a vulnerable adult with
some deep-rooted underlying trauma.

It's my job to make sure
he gets a fair hearing.

We've got phone calls.

We've got fingerprints.
We've got a positive ID.

And contrary to what the public
might think,

we're not in the business
of stitching people up.

Cal displays classic traits
of narcissism.

He's self-obsessed
and prone to self-pity.

His lack of empathy
could easily be misconstrued.

So no guilt. No remorse.

Maybe it's your judgement
that should be called into question.

What exactly do you mean by that?
The Adam Donnelly conviction.

All based on evidence
provided by Cal's brother.

Michael Flannery
has nothing to do with this.

I read up on the fire,
what happened to your family.

It must have been so hard,
losing them both like that.

Yeah. Yes, we are...
We're working through it. Yeah.

If you needed to talk to someone,
I'm a good listener.

Yeah. Thanks. Thanks for the offer.

A problem shared.
Another perspective.

It always helps to talk it out.

Do you never record your sessions?

Does Patrick ever record
his sessions?

He may have done, on occasion.

And where would they be kept?
At the practice?

It's unlikely. He'd taken
most of his work home with him.

OK.

Ridley?
Oh.

Still hard at it?

It will take us a few days
to process the whole scene.

Mm. Yeah.

Do you mind
if I have another look around?

We've boxed most of it up
and logged it as evidence,

but yeah.

Thank you.

CAL ON TAPE: 'They're stopping
my mum's treatment.'

PATRICK ON TAPE:
'Sorry to hear that, Cal.'

'Nothing they can do.'

Everyone I care about,
they always end up leaving me.

You told me in our last session

that it was your brother
who brought you up.

My dad left when I was small.

Mum gave up after that.

You looked up to Michael?

Felt sorry for him.

Would you like to talk about how you
felt when they sent him to prison?

I don't want to talk about that.

'He murdered two women.'

'He never thought
there was anyone home that night.'

No light on.

No car on the driveway...

Flames took hold in seconds.

'Never thought it would burn through
like that.'

sigh

Clothes stank of petrol for weeks.

Me mum tried to wash them,

but she couldn't get the smell
out of them. Just... lingered.

Is there something
you're trying to tell me, Cal?

Will you turn that thing off?

No, Ridley!

Wait! Kate!

Ella! Kate!

No! No! No!

GLASS SMASHES

RIDLEY SOBS

You know, I could always
stay home this evening.

Oh, you don't think you'd be missed?

The big celebration?
Yeah.

What's going on with Ella?

I thought her and Owen were...
love's young dream and all that.

Some history with another girl,
apparently. Oh, I see.

I can hear you, you know?
Oh.

In my day,
you'd've sent flowers at this point.

You're so old-school, Dad.
Nothing wrong with that.

Still hasn't rung.
Oh, darling.

Look, by the time I get back,
this'll all be sorted.

And if he hasn't phoned,

he's not the one.
See you, Dad.

Why am I always the last to know?

Cos you're never here, Alex.

Yeah, well, now that
we've got Adam Donnelly banged up,

be a lot calmer around here.
I can tell you.

Mm! Wonder how many times
I've heard that before.

Listen,
I'll just show me face at the pub.

I'll be back in no time.

Hm!

Can I have everyone's attention?
Just for a moment.

After a year-long investigation,

we have managed to close down
Adam Donnelly's organisation.

So let's have a few drinks.
You deserve it.

I'll just remind any detectives
who are on call tomorrow

that you should be tucked up in bed
by midnight.

I was in court this morning
for the verdict.

14 years, Ridley.

Yeah.
He'll do ten with good behaviour.

We got the job done.

I've been speaking
to Michael Flannery.

He tells me Donnelly's
been threatening to kill him.

Have any threats been corroborated?

Oh, come on, Paul.
This needs an intervention.

I promised we'd protect him.

You think Donnelly's
gonna let this go?

You ran him off book, Ridley,
but OK.

I'll bring it up with the ACC.
See if she can pull some strings.

Well, I hope so,

because if our source
ends up with a bullet in his head,

this celebration's
gonna look a bit previous.

Wasn't expecting a visit.

Your brother's been arrested.

What's he supposed to have done?

We've arrested him in connection
with the murder of his therapist.

Cal hasn't got it in him.

Except we both know that's not true,
Michael, don't we?

Sorry? You've lost me.

His therapist recorded
all their sessions.

Everything Cal said.

The night of the fire?

He remembered every detail.

It were down to me
to look after him.

Keep him out of trouble.
The man of the house, eh?

Someone had to step up.

What, to take the load off
your sainted mother?

You leave her out of this.

I bet the day you were sent down,
she was glad to see the back of you.

Shut up!
Pathetic excuse of a son.

You took the rap for two murders,
you didn't commit.

What kind of a man does that?
I did it. Me. I killed 'em.

Yeah, except you were already gone.

You were halfway down the road
to London when we picked you up.

How long would my brother
survive here? Wouldn't last a week!

All those months
leading up to the trial.

All those prison visits.
You lied to me.

I told you what you wanted to hear.
He played you, Michael.

Like he played everyone else.

He got you sent down for life
for a crime you didn't commit.

Banged up on the seg wing,
afraid to go into the yard.

Thanks to you.

You think you're looking after him.

What's he ever done for you?

Give him up, Michael.
Tell us the truth.

I think we're done here.

knock

You wanted to talk to me?

There's a reason
why that flat was turned over.

Cal Flannery
was looking for something.

He was looking for these.

These are the recording sessions
between him and Patrick Elliot.

I found them bagged up
in one of our evidence boxes.

You've removed evidence
from a crime scene?!

No, no, listen to me. Listen to me.

If Cal Flannery had confessed
to a previous murder,

that's motive enough
for him to want Patrick Elliot dead.

Hang on, a previous murder?

Ridley, we've just released him
from custody.

You've let him go?!

Maybe if you had brought me
the evidence earlier,

I would've had something
to charge him with.

You threw me off the case, Carol.

You know,
you went over my head to Goodwin.

I went out on a limb for you

when everyone else said
you were damaged goods.

Come on, you needed me.
Everybody needed me.

I'm who you go to
when you need to catch a break!

This is serious misconduct,
and I'm gonna have to report it.

Cal Flannery murdered Kate and Ella.

And for some twisted reason,
his brother is covering for him.

Now, for Christ's sake,
get out there and find him!

OPERATOR: 'You have a call
from Michael Flannery,

'an inmate
of Her Majesty's Prison, Bradfield.

'If you wish to accept this call,
press one.'

Michael?
Tell me you didn't kill him.

It's fine. They let me go.
That's not what I asked you, Cal.

He had it all recorded.

He wanted to go to the police.
Oh, Jesus.

If they knew
where those recordings were,

they'd have charged me by now,
wouldn't they?

Ridley came to see me.
He already listened to them.

What did you tell him?
Enough.

Cal?

Cal!

They picked him up
at a motorway service station.

Found him through his phone GPS.

He's admitted sole responsibility
for the arson attack.

I'm so sorry, Ridley.
I... I don't know what to say.

I just don't...

Just what he did...

How he could hurt them?

HE SOBS

I've got to ask...

Cal Flannery's details have been
circulated to all the forces.

Look, Ridley, I'm removing you
from this investigation.

We'll need to discuss
any future consultancy role

if and when
you're ready to come back to work.

You did the right thing,
18 months ago,

recommending retirement
on medical grounds.

I really wasn't much good
to anybody.

Well, maybe if I'd listened
when you'd warned me...

..they'd still be alive today.

And if you hadn't stopped me,
running into that house...

..I might've died
in there with them.

Go home, Ridley.

CAL: Ridley?

CAL SHOUTS: Ridley!

SHOUTS: Ridley!

GLASS SMASHES

RIDLEY: Thank you. Thank you.

There's a patrol car on the way.

They'll want a statement.

"Nothing to worry about", you said.

But this wasn't
Donnelly's handiwork.

Well, someone is out
to put the frighteners on us.

Yeah... and now I know who.

RATTLING

Ridley?

Michael Flannery
took the rap for his brother.

It was Cal Flannery
that murdered Kate and Ella.

But, but Michael confessed.
Well, he pleaded guilty.

I was there in the court,
I heard him.

He described the house
in the witness box. Every detail.

I remember his face.

The shame
when he looked at his mother.

I know,
but he got all that stuff from Cal.

Donnelly was after Michael's blood.
He wanted him dead.

And he told Cal
it was all down to me.

And Cal, he just couldn't cope with
the idea of his brother's betrayal.

So he decided to get even.

But why would Michael cover for him?
After everything he'd done?

Families, Annie.

They just do whatever it takes.

You know, ever since...

..Kate and Ella died,
it's like you've just...

..you've just kept them in aspic.

Hiding behind all those cases.

Other people's grief.

You've got to let them go, Alex.
I know, Annie, I know.

I know.

KNOCKING ON DOOR
Hello? It's the police.

Do you need me to stay?
No. No, no.

No, you go out and find him.

HUMMING

Ridley?

'Ey up.
You all right?

Yeah. How you doing?
Yeah, good.

Hey, he'll be home soon.
He left the door unlocked.

Yeah, he always leaves it open.

You a friend of his, then?

He used to knock around
with my brother.

Oh, I've just come over
to work on the boat.

Been doing it up together.

Have you?
Yeah.

He must have forgotten.
I'll try and call him.

I can't... let you do that.

DS Farman.

Detective Inspector now.

Your brother's gone to ground.
He's in the frame for three murders.

If you had any proof of that,
you never would've let him go.

Ridley's already handed
those recordings over.

That's enough to send Cal down.
Puts you in the clear.

So what, you're here to make amends,
or to clean up Ridley's mess?

We know you tipped Cal off.
I asked him to turn himself in.

Well, bearing in mind all those lies
that you've told us before,

you can understand
why we might not believe you.

Michael,
he's already killed three people.

You have to help us find him.

Cal knows you're onto him.
Nothing left to lose.

If I know my brother,
he's going after Ridley.

Could he be armed?

Move!

RIDLEY SHOUTS: Jack?

Come on.
Jack!

This is DI Farman, Copelton CID.

I'm on route to The Boat House
in Hepton Water.

We are dealing with a suspect
in connection with a murder.

The offender may be armed. I repeat,
he may be armed and dangerous.

Requesting armed response unit
to attend.

'Cal? Cal, it's Ridley.

'Are you in there?'

Listen, I've been to the club.
I got your message.

Cal?

'Are you in there?'

Ridley. I'm here.

Cal!

Put that gun down!

Listen, it's me you want, that boy
has got nothing to do with this.

I don't care,
he shouldn't have been here!

Yes, I know. But you can't
hold a gun to a child's head.

Abducting a minor is not
gonna go good for you here, Cal.

Just let the boy walk out of here,
just let him go...

and we can sort this out together.

You think I'm gonna trust you
after what you did to Michael?

I spoke to Michael.

He's worried about you.

He thinks
you're not thinking straight.

He's always looked after you,
hasn't he?

No, no! No, the thing
with Michael is, he's weak.

He's a weak man.
He ran away, couldn't hack it.

Someone had to pay you back.

Well, now's your chance.
Come on, I'm here.

Just let that lad go!

Put the gun down.

We can sort this out together.
Just man to man. Come on.

Geri, I'm in the middle of something
right now, love.

You spoken to Jack?
'No.'

I've tried his mobile
and he isn't picking up.

'I think he said he was going
over to Ridley's place.'

Think they were finishing the boat?

'I'll call you back.'

Right... you and me.

Let's go.

Wait!

Come in.

Over there.
Yeah.

Go on!
Yes.

Going. That's it.

RIDLEY SHOUTS: Go on, Jack!

Jack?

Jack!

SOBBING: It's OK.
I've got you, I've got you.

Let me see, are you hurt?
Are you hurt?

Let me check. Are you OK?
I'm OK.

Oh, sweetheart.

He's in there with Ridley still.
He's got a gun.

I need you to tell me exactly
what's happening, OK? All right?

Yeah.
Come on, you're doing great.

You're gonna try
and talk me out of it.

Is that the plan?
Yeah.

Something like that, yeah.

I like it here.

Peaceful, isn't it?

Yeah.
Very quiet.

It's a beautiful house.

Does it give you...
a-a chance to think about them?

Yeah.

I've had a lot of time to think
about my wife and daughter, Cal.

Let me tell you this.

I listened to those recordings, Cal.

The recordings that you made
with Patrick Elliot.

RAISES VOICE: Yeah, you were looking
for them, but we found them.

SHOUTS: You murdered Kate and Ella!

No. That's bullshit!

That confession would never, never
hold up in court. Never stand up!

So why did you kill Patrick Elliot?

Because he betrayed me.

knock

Patrick!

knock

Cal?

Look...
You can't come round here any more.

I've already told you that.

My mum died.

Yeah. Come on...
It's all right. Come on.

'I think he just saw through you.'

I think he saw the man
that you really are.

I told him things
I'd never told anyone.

I've been thinking about
our last session.

The things we talked about.
Yeah.

I trusted him. And he set me up.

You need to hand yourself in
to the police.

You said everything
that we spoke about,

that was gonna be between
me and you. That's what you said.

Yeah, I know. But you committed
a serious crime, Cal.

I've got an obligation
to report this.

So what, you buried your mother

and then you just went over there
and murdered him, is that it?

It's OK. All right?
You know, I can come with you.

You don't have to do this
on your own.

It's gonna be OK.

SHOUTING: He went back on a promise.

Yeah.
The same way you did with Michael.

Oh, come on. Michael knew
what he was getting into.

He didn't grass Donnelly up
for the greater good.

He was paid,
it was all bought and paid for!

YELLING: No! No!

No, he...

They-they were out for him.
They wanted blood.

They wanted him dead,
and it was all down to you.

Everything that happened
was all your fault.

Yeah, all right. Yes, I'll take
my share of the blame for that.

Yes, you will!

But it's the end of road for you,
Cal.

Any minute now, there's gonna be

an armed response team
coming through there,

and I'm the only ticket
you have out of here.

Oh, really?

How do you work that one out?

Cos I'm the one with the... the gun.

I want the whole of the reservoir
sealed off and contained.

Set up some sight lines
each side of the house. Stay back.

Find positions.
OK.

Let's make sure the paramedics
are standing by.

We can't leave this up to Ridley.
He saved my son's life, sir.

And if there's anyone that might be
able to engage with Cal, it's him.

You saw him today, Carol.

He's in no state
to talk anyone down,

least of all Cal Flannery.
Sir.

We need to set up
a line of communication.

Get a dialogue up and running.

Shut the curtains.
What?

Shut the curtains now!
Move.

Come on, quick!

Sit!

KATE'S VOICE: 'You've reached
Kate, Alex and Ella.

'We're not home right now,

'but if you leave a message,
we'll get back to you.'

There we go!

See, I've always wondered...
who you hate more.

Is it the man
who murdered your family...

..or the copper who let them die?

What kind of a man lets two
innocent women burn in their beds?

I just wanted you
to feel the way I did.

Sir, no answer on the landline
or Cal's mobile phone.

Would it help if I said
that I was... sorry, would it?

No.

No.

I did it for Michael.

To show them that the Flannerys
couldn't be messed with. Yeah?

And now your own brother's
washed his hands of you.

Oh, no, no, no, no.
We're family. We're blood.

You let him take the rap
for two murders.

You got him sent down for 25 years
for a crime he didn't commit.

Answer it.

They're gonna want to know
what you want, Cal.

Demands, concessions...
Answer it!

No tricks.

All right?

It's Ridley.

It's Ridley,
you're on speaker phone.

Cal's listening, go ahead!
'Cal?'

This is DCI Goodwin,
Copelton Police.

I wanna speak to my brother.

We can make arrangements
to call the prison.

That's gonna take some time, Cal.

'We can talk through any grievances,
But you need let the hostage go.'

SHOUTS: No. No, I am calling
the shots here.

'Do you understand?'
OK. OK.

Just... Just tell me
what you want, Cal.

I want you all to stand down.
'Can't do that, Cal.

'We can still resolve this.
No-one needs to get hurt.'

Right, well, I've got everything
I want, haven't I?

'No concessions. No demands.'

You... you... you tell my brother
that I've evened the score.

'There's only one way
this is gonna end.'

We need to get this resolved.
Whatever it takes. Sir.

Ridley just needs more time, sir.

It's out of my hands now, Carol.

Attention.

Whiskey X-ray...

'All officers authorised
to shoot if necessary.'

'Whiskey X-ray 11, movement on red.
Lower ground window.'

How long will they be out there for?

For as long as it takes.

You know I can't go to prison,
don't you?

Take it.

Go on.

Take it.

I know you'd like to see me dead.

Payback.

You can say there was a struggle.
The gun went off.

No-one would ever know.

Please, just take it.

There's two bullets in there.

Just put us both out of our misery.

Please.

'Whiskey X-ray 11, I've got eyes on
the possible offender.

'His weapon is aimed
at the hostage.'

All units standing by.
Suspect sighted.

CAL SHOUTS: Kill me!

No... No.

We're gonna walk out of here
together, you and me.

And you're gonna spend
the rest of your life in a prison.

RIDLEY MOANS

'Suspect down.'

Ridley! No!

Move with extreme caution.
Secure the house.

Medics standing by.
Wait for the all-clear.

'Whiskey 310 moving in.'

MAN: Moving.

Go! Go! Go!
Armed Police! Nobody move.

Room clear! Medics!

I always thought
we were good together, you and me.

Course we were.

I mean, the job, the hours,
you know.

If I could go back
and fix all that...

I really miss you, Kate.

Finished the boat, then?
Yeah, eventually.

Let's sail her out to the island.

Come on!

It's beautiful now.

Heard they were discharging you.

Really glad to see the back of me,
to tell you the truth.

How you feeling?

Yeah, fine.
Good.

I just wanted to thank you for
getting Jack out of there safely.

sigh
How's he bearing up?

Yeah, he's all right.
He's a bit shaken up, but...

Glad to hear it.

We both said some things
that we didn't mean.

It was the heat of the moment,
wasn't it?

Hm! Do you fancy a lift?

It's a lovely day, I'm OK.

Fancy a bite to eat Friday night?
Sounds like a plan.

I've got a case I wouldn't mind
talking to you about.

Ha! Oh, yeah?

A bullet to the head.

You see now?

You see why I had to protect him?

Cal was out for revenge, Michael.

I might've stopped him.
If I hadn't been locked up in here.

No, there was nothing
you could do.

And anyway, you won't be locked up
for much longer.

I hear arrangements
have been made for your release.

And Adam Donnelly
will be waiting for me.

No. The DCI, he's done a deal
with the Public Prosecution Service.

They're gonna grant you
witness protection status.

You're gonna be sent somewhere where
Adam Donnelly can never find you.

You did that for me?

After everything that's happened?

I'm doing it for you BECAUSE
of everything that's happened.

Bye, Michael.

Ridley.

Well, if I'd known you were coming,
I'd have blown up a few balloons.

That's why I didn't warn you
I was coming.

Shouldn't you be at home
with your feet up?

I've been in bed for two weeks.
Anyway, I AM home.

You had me worried there
for a while.

Oh, don't worry,
I think I'll manage.

I'll be around for a bit yet.

Now, are you sure
you're all right to sing?

We don't want you
tearing those stitches.

No, I think I can manage, thank you.

Well, try not to fall off
that stool, OK?

Shut up and just get me the jacket.

# Open up your door

# I can't see your face no more

# Love is so hard to find

# Even harder to define

# Open up your door

# Cos we've time to give

# And I'm feeling it so much more

# Open up the door

# Open up your door

# Open up the door

# I can't hear your voice no more

# I just want to make you smile

# Maybe stay with you a while

# Oh, open up your door

# Cos we've time to give

# And my feelings aren't so obscure

# Open up the door

# Open up your door... #

There she is.

Lovely, isn't she?
Yeah.

Here you go, Captain.
Oh. Does this mean I'm in charge?

Oh, yeah.

Excellent.
You're on the tiller, kid.

# So open up the door

# And I've never be so sure

# Oh, open up the door

# Open up the door. #