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Mate, what am I going to say? Just say the police were there before us.

Also, we should tell him we took one of the rucksacks. No way!

They'll string us up!

What if we just turned up?

Turned up? Like we found it.

They wouldn't believe us! They'd know.

Someone gave it to us in Elland, near the flat.

Someone near the flats, in the flats, found it, gave it to us,

realised it belonged to us. When? When did this happen?

Yesterday. This morning.

So why are we only telling him now? Why weren't we telling

Viktor when he come round and asked about the rucksacks?

Look, we can't tell him about the rucksack.

We have to stick to the story that we never saw any rucksacks

or we're even more dead than we already are.

Look, if Josip talks... Say he's lying!

Look, we get rid of it. We just...

We go back to our house, get the rucksack, ditch it.

Maybe keep a few pounds each.

Maybe. A few hundred pounds each.

Or we run.

We take the money, all of it, and then we just disappear.

I'm getting married on Wednesday!

I can't just disappear. We ditch it.

We fetch it from the house, we keep a few hundred quid

and we ditch it. We should have handed it over when we could have.

Yes. Yeah, but we didn't.

Viktor. Viktor, the police have got Josip.

They were already there when we turned up.

I'm off, love.

I don't get it. I sat in a meeting

about this interview strategy with this Josip lad,

and all they're going to do him for is false imprisonment

and money-laundering.

What about rape, for God's sake?

And murder?

Yeah. Well...

That's a minefield, accusing him of rape.

If she consented to sex at the time, assuming

they had sex at all, which, of course, we don't know...

She thought he was her boyfriend.

That's what the neighbour said. What, you think they were

just holding hands? How must she have felt

when she realised what was going on?

As I say, nobody can prove that...

And how is it not manslaughter at the very least?

Well, the thing is... I know. I've heard it all before.

He didn't intend that she should die.

So what? She died. Because they were up to no good in her flat.

OK. So our job is to make the law work as best we can

in whatever circumstances we find ourselves dealing with.

And, yeah...it don't always fit the bill.

How can you not know that if you imprison someone,

they might try and escape, and if you're on the fourth floor

of a building, it might prove fatal? How can you not know that?

I agree. I'm right there with you. But the reality is,

there's no point charging him with something

we know the defence are just going to bat away, is there?

They've got to charge him with something

where we know there's a chance of making it stick... Yeah, I know.

..and getting a conviction out of it. You know.

Is this the wrong time, the wrong case

for you to be starting your attachment to CID with?

No.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Oh, and then,

all they're going to do about her falling out the window

is get the Health and Safety Executive involved.

Yeah, well... What are they going to do?

Fill in some forms, open and close a few filing cabinets?

No, the Health and Safety Exec are very powerful.

They can get people sent to prison the same as we can.

Yeah, well, they need to get their fingers out

and get on with it.

Did you give him that registration number

of that little grey Honda we spotted?

No, not yet.

Are you shitting me?

No.

I thought... Wouldn't it just be people rubbernecking? Right. What?

Catherine, what?

I had an instinct it was more, but 'twas ever thus.

Five minutes with CID, you know more than I do.

Good luck.

Sarcastic bitch.

Dozy sod.

# There's a tower block overhead

# And all you got's your benefits and you're barely scraping by

# In this trouble town

# Troubles I've found

# Stuck in speed bump city

♪ Where the only thing that's pretty is the thought of getting out. ♪

Hey, down here. Down here.

Shit.

What is it? Shit!

Don't answer it.

Answer it. Go.

Viktor.

I've spoken to Darius. I've told him what happened.

He wants to see you. Darius? When?

This evening. Both of you.

I'll pick you both up at the top of your road in two hours.

All right? Right.

What?!

What?

Eh?

Come on, we're burying this.

Fuck.

Come on.

Joanna?

I'm telling you, Colonel, the baron's up to something...

Don't look at me like that.

Go in there.

And for goodness' sake, take your coat off.

Thank you.

Er, that's £4.12, please.

Thank you. See you.

There you go.

Thank you.

That's £5.22, please.

Have a good day. Ta-ta.

How do?

Have you been in a fight?

Several.

I know you're cross. Really?

Give me a packet of paracetamol.

I don't want you and Clare falling out.

Do you know what he did to Becky?

That vacuous thug that you go and sit with?

Yeah, I know that...

Well, I know that...

You know what Clare's told you. Yeah, and Daniel.

Well, Clare don't know everything,

and Daniel certainly doesn't.

He wasn't much more than a kid himself when it happened,

so they have their version and I have mine.

And there are certain facts and details

that only me and Richard ever knew,

and it was worse than any of you will ever know,

what he did to her, all right?

And I'm not going to tell you how, but I'm asking you very sincerely

to trust what I'm telling you when I say

that that thing is not human.

And I'm asking you not to take Ryan to see him again, Neil.

Right. He's a black hole.

He's a nasty, negative nothing who sucks the life

and anything good out of anything he touches.

I know.

I think I know that now.

Did Ryan bully you into taking him? No.

No.

But he went on and on.

For weeks. Just wouldn't let it drop.

And I did say no at the start.

I said no God knows how many times.

Yeah, so he wore you down. That's bullying.

Pushing somebody into doing something they've made it plain

they don't want to do. It wasn't...

It weren't nasty.

The thing is, Catherine...

..he'd have gone anyway.

He'd have found a way.

He's that determined.

At least this way I could keep an eye on it.

Will you stop?

Promise me you'll stop.

I'll deal with the fallout. He can come home

if he wants to come home. I'll say anything that needs saying.

But will you promise me that you won't facilitate

him going there again?

Yeah.

I've already said I'm not taking him tomorrow.

What's tomorrow?

Tommy Lee Royce is in court,

in Leeds, for sentencing for that Gary Gackowski business.

He wanted Ryan to go. Did he? Why?

To see him. Why?

In court, being sentenced? Why?

Just to see him.

But I told him, I said,

"There's no way you'll get out of school for that.

"Nobody's going to agree to that."

And Ryan understood that.

Would you please call Clare?

She's been trying to get hold of you all day. She...

She's upset.

I don't have much to say to her, to be honest.

# My girl, my girl Where will you go?

# I'm going where the cold wind blows

# In the pines, in the pines

# Where the sun don't ever shine

# I would shiver the whole night through

# My girl, my girl Don't lie to me

# Tell me where did you sleep last night?

# In the pines, in the pines

# Where the sun don't ever shine

# I would shiver the whole night through

# My girl, my girl Where will you go?

♪ I'm going where the cold wind blows... ♪

Yeah, looking good.

Have a look.

Yeah.

Yeah, sound.

Yeah, man. Nice, geezer.

Here. Sure?

Yeah. Nice.

Why's Tommy Lee Royce asked Ryan to go and see him

in court tomorrow? Has he?

Well, apparently - I've just seen Neil.

What have you done to your face?

Yeah, well, it's nothing. Why would you want your kid - a kid -

to go into court to watch you being sentenced

for God knows how long on top of what you're already serving

for murder? Do you know there's a woman outside

doing something to your Land Rover?

Yeah, it'll be Alison.

She said she'd fit me that new alternator I got on eBay.

Does she know what she's doing?

Yes, of course. She's a farmer. Well, she was

until I arrested her. What for? Manslaughter.

Are you listening to what I'm saying?

Well, is Ryan going?

God knows. Neil said he's made it clear

that he's not taking him, but it's not that anyway.

He can go or not go, he can do what the fuck he likes.

It's the why. It's the why would he ask him

to go? It just...

Hiya! Hiya.

Do you want some tea? Sure.

Well, I don't know. To see him.

He sees him when he visits him.

Did you not offer her a cup of tea?

To see him in a different context.

In a suit. I didn't know who she was.

Manslaughter? Who did she kill?

Her son. He'll be wanting to show off, won't he?

To show off what a hard man he is,

sticking two fingers up at authority,

reckoning he doesn't care.

I tell you what, though. You should go.

If this rumour that he's...he's fibbing

to protect Darius Knezevic

over that Gary Gackowski murder's true, you should go.

Thanks.

Is it true Chris Oxley alibied himself

for the date Gary was murdered?

Of course he did. It was all bollocks.

It's just Royce trying to waste police time,

like the wankertron he is.

No, you're right. I should. I should go. And it's tomorrow?

Yeah. I'm not going.

No, you don't need to go.

Why did she kill her son?

I went to his mother's funeral.

Tommy Lee Royce's mother's funeral. That was...

Did you? Yeah. Well, I found her body, so he decided

that must mean I'd murdered her. Went berserk

when he saw me. They had to carry him out screaming.

Why did you go? To look at him. I don't know.

To be there if he tried to escape, I don't know.

It's Alison Garrs.

She killed her son because he was Daryl Garrs.

Wow. Yeah.

You hungry?

Yeah, I've got to go and get changed.

Is there enough for Alison?

Sure. Sure.

She don't bite. No, just shoots people...

Yeah, well, she won't shoot you.

I've found out all sorts of stuff about him.

About who?

Darius Knezevic. And his brother,

Zeljko. There's two of them.

Now, Zeljko's the eldest, and he's smart enough,

but he's also big, like a brick shithouse.

And Darius, well, he just...

Just takes everything to the next level.

Everything he touches.

And between them, that's how they've become this legend

in their own lunchtimes.

You know, somebody I spoke to

reckons it was Zeljko and Darius

that were on that motorbike when Ashley Cowgill were shot.

Do you remember, there were reports of two men

on a motorbike? Well...

Yeah. After they pulled that off,

they became proper contenders.

And Darius has something like tripled,

quadrupled his activities and simultaneously endeavoured,

and to some not insignificant degree succeeded,

in cleaning up his image.

I hate it.

I left a message for him. He's agreed to an interview with me

in his capacity as a prospective local councillor.

You want to be careful.

I should definitely go to that sentencing thing in Leeds tomorrow.

What do you think?

Do you like it?

Just bought it.

Nice. Nice. It's very nice.

It's been on the market for years.

Probably because of the roof.

Two and a half acres of asbestos.

Zeljko's here.

Hey, Zeljko. Hey, Zeljko. Idiots.

Hi, Viktor.

15 acres, the whole plot.

What would you do with it?

C-Car park? Car park?

Yeah.

What would you do with it?

I... I'm... Yeah, I can't decide either.

Flats is the obvious one.

Nice flats, classy flats -

swimming pool in the basement, garden on the rooftop.

But I think, what I think... Darius, we...

Fucking irritating

fucking fuckwit!

Josip won't talk, Darius.

He wouldn't dare talk.

Mr Clement's with him. I know he won't talk.

But things should never have got this far.

Have you any idea

how much a lawyer like Mr Clement costs?

Have you? No, no! They...

We made mistake with Josip.

Huh? They are sorry.

I am so... Why was there so much money in the flat?

We couldn't move it fast enough.

As soon as we moved one lot out, even more came in.

It was crazy busy. So you moved some shit-for-brains in to sit on it?

We thought he was ready to step up.

But we made a mistake with him.

Help him up.

I need to know that you are going to be smarter than this

in the future.

Yeah, we are. We are, Darius.

What about him?

What about you, Ivan? Huh?

Yeah. I'll... I'll be smarter than this in the future.

Right.

Well...

..I've got a job for you...

..tomorrow, and it's not difficult,

but it needs doing properly, at exactly the right time.

What do you think?

Do you think you can rise to the occasion? Yes. Yes. Yes.

So tomorrow, you put your best suits on,

and Guzim, not Viktor, will pick you up

at half past eight.

But then, after the thing, you'll come back separately,

you on the train, you on the bus.

Where are we going?

Leeds.

Morning.

Sit down there.

Saw your granny last night.

She came into the shop.

And, er...

..me and your Auntie Clare was wondering that...

..maybe we made a mistake taking you to see him.

Not a mistake, exactly.

But perhaps...you know.

It was something you needed to do.

And you have had a chance now to get to know him a bit.

But...

I don't know.

Perhaps...

..we were wondering that maybe it's a mistake...

..for you to keep going.

Now.

Now that she does know. How do you feel about not going again, Ryan?

Do you want to keep seeing him?

How important is it, do you think?

That you keep seeing him. I don't know.

She wants you to go home. She did say that.

But she does want you to stop going to see him.

And she did say that there were things...

..other folk never knew about.

Before your mum died.

The way he behaved, and that...

..it's not very nice, Ryan.

So how would you feel about that? Mm?

About going home.

Not going to Sheffield any more.

Dwell on it, love.

The thing is, Mum, I might need you to pick them up

for most of this week, depending on, you know,

when she chooses to resurface.

Have you rung her mum and dad?

Yes, I've rung her mum and dad, I've rung her sister,

I've rung her friends, in inverted commas. ..Teeth!

Teeth, come on. Bathroom.

So today... Which other days? Er, yeah, definitely today

cos I've got after-school stuff. And...

..tomorrow and Thursday.

Well, I'll have to shift a few things round in my diary.

Yeah, well, if you could...

..I'd be very grateful.

OK.

All right. Right. And I'll phone you later.

I mean, she'll probably turn up, but, you know... All right.

Bye. OK, bye. Bye-bye.

You have one new voice message and no saved messages.

First new message.

Hiya, Joanna. It's Catherine Cawood

from Skircoat Road Police Station in Halifax.

Er, just to say I've had the forensic analysis report back

on the pills I took from you,

and I know you're not due to answer bail

for another two weeks, but if you want to get it

over and done with, I'm on duty today until six o'clock,

so...give us a ring when you get this call,

let me know how you're fixed, OK, love? Bye-bye.

Hi, it's Joanna. Please leave your name and number...

We need to be out of this door in five minutes!

Not more bloody roadworks.

Daddy, I haven't got my reading book.

Well, we're not going back now. You can do without it.

I've told you before, you need to pack your own bag properly.

Shit!

Oh, my God. What the hell was that?

Dad?

Dad, don't get out.

Stay in the car, ladies.

What? Who's he calling ladies?

What you playing at? I had right of way.

What are you playing at?

I thought you were letting me in. I'm on the road. You're on a drive.

You wait for a space to clear!

And you've gone into the back of my vehicle,

which, strictly speaking... We have rules in this country, pal.

We should exchange details.

Driving off like shit off a shovel.

Look at...

Oh, my God. Look at this!

We should take photographs.

Look at it!

I don't like this. Oh, you want to see my licence?

I'm happy to show you mine.

Oh, my God, that guy is going to lamp him one.

I need your details.

Yeah, and I need yours. Correct.

Moron! Well, I'm not a moron,

but you need to calm down. Are you calling me a moron?

No. No, that isn't what just happened.

Accidents happen. And the best way to deal with them...

Yeah. Accidents wouldn't happen if morons obeyed the rules of the road

and didn't drive like they're trying to break

the land-speed record just to prove some shit.

As I say, you went into the back of me,

so... You better be insured, pal.

Are you all right?

Are your little girls all right?

The little girls in the car.

We could show them that this can be dealt with amicably, properly,

without aggression.

This isn't that bad. It really isn't.

At worst, it's inconvenient,

and it may affect your insurance premiums,

but we can deal with it.

Is something else upsetting you?

Hello.

Are you...?

Are you all right?

Neil said you'd been beaten up.

Yeah, well, you should see the other fella.

He spent the night in a cell facing false imprisonment

and money-laundering charges, so...

As long as you're all right.

I were just ringing because

I was thinking about that woman, you know,

that wife of that Hepworth

that you arrested for illegal possession of, what were it,

diazepam? Anyway, I've got a group session today at the mission,

so I just thought about her and thought it was worth mentioning.

If you happened to see her or you wanted to ring her.

If she wanted to get in touch, you could give her the number,

or give her my number.

Or just tell her to pop in, maybe. Yeah.

Or alternatively, you could shove your misplaced do-gooding

up your arse.

Well... I hope... That's what I wanted to talk to you about...

..also. In fact, er...

Neil got back last night,

and obviously you and him had had a conversation,

and he said that you said

there were things that I never knew

about what happened

before Becky died. Er...

Anyway, we've made it...

We've made it clear to Ryan this morning that we are not...

We're not happy taking him any more.

And I am sorry, Catherine.

I can't stand it when we're not friends.

I hate it. And I'm sorry. Hang on. I am sorry.

Have you been standing there all night?

What have you got in there? Body parts?

Oh, spare uniform, all to be handed in.

Then, come Wednesday, I'm having tea with the Chief Con,

and Thursday, you can all kiss my ample arse goodbye.

Right. Well...

..if and when I speak to that Joanna, I'll tell her.

Have you heard what I've said?

Yeah.

I love you, and I'm sorry.

Has he gone to school all right?

Has he definitely gone to school?

Yeah. What...

What do you mean?

He's not secretly heading to Leeds

to see that wanker in court? Oh, right. No, no. Er...

No...

He set off on his bike.

He left the flat same time as me.

Right.

I just thought it sounded odd, the twisted fuck

asking him to go and see him in court. I did. I did!

And the bungee-jumping.

What bungee-jumping?

The train now approaching Platform 1

is the 08.33 service to York via Leeds.

Start again. You think Tommy Lee Royce is planning to escape

because he told Ryan that they're going bungee-jumping?

Yeah. So why'd he say that?

He's not supposed to be going anywhere

for the next 500 years. So why would he say that?

And he wanted Ryan in court.

Not that he's gone. He's gone to school, allegedly.

But why? Why? Why would he want him there

just to see him sentenced? No, no.

He wants him there so that when he doesn't turn up,

he's there to witness the fallout, the disarray.

The big man sticking two fingers up at the Crown.

And what about me? I need protection.

Because if he gets out, he's coming for me.

You need to find out what sort of escort he's got,

and whatever it is, they need to triple it.

Do you think you're making too much of

what sounds like a few glib comments he's dropped?

Yeah, if it was anyone else, I might, but it's not.

You do know they'll have done

a risk assessment at the prison, don't you? Yeah.

But I know more than they do, don't I?

Sarge. Fella on the phone asking to talk to you.

He says he knows you. Rob Hepworth.

Oh, yeah. Right.

I'll make a phone call.

All right? No. You need to do more than that, because they could have

someone blowing the doors off the bloody paddy wagon as we speak.

Ta.

Sergeant Cawood.

Did Joanna come and see you yesterday?

Er, morning, Mr Hepworth.

Where is she? Joanna?

Have you put her in some shelter, some refuge?

I don't have the power to put people in shelters.

They have to go there of their own volition.

Why would you think that, Mr Hepworth?

Hello?

Because I know what you think, and you're wrong. So...hang on.

Are you telling me that she's missing?

You left a message!

Yeah, I did leave a message asking her to contact me, but she didn't.

So when did you last see her?

Yesterday. Morning.

Look, I have a lot to put up with her, you know.

I know what you think, but she's...

..hard work.

She's not normal.

And I do do my best with her.

Have you rung around her family and friends? Yes.

Have you rung the hospital? No, no, no. She's...

She's done it before. Done what? Gone AWOL.

And where was she last time?

Her mother's.

But she's not there now.

Well, they say not, but, you know, who knows?

I bet she is.

And why would they lie?

It's complicated.

And you last saw her yesterday morning?

Yes. And where was that? Er, at home, in bed.

She didn't get up. She didn't get up to help with

the breakfasts and the lunchboxes and to see them off to school.

You see, that's another thing... So the children didn't see her

yesterday morning, but you did? I took her some tea.

Right. So I think you should ring around the hospitals, and if you

draw a blank from that, then you need to come back to me

and we'll report her missing. No, I haven't time! I'm at work!

Right.

Well, would you like me to do it?

Huh! You'd be wasting your time. She'll be hiding somewhere.

Why?

Oh, dramatic effect?

She's a vulnerable person, Mr Hepworth.

Why is she vulnerable?

Because she's possibly addicted to prescription drugs.

And, as you've outlined,

her behaviour is often erratic to the point where

she's not taking care of her own children.

Plus, she failed to respond to my phone calls yesterday.

I left messages on her mobile and on your landline.

And so that's enough to have me worried.

I've got to go. Bye, love.

Ah! Can I help you?

I hope so.

I hope we're not overreacting, but we're worried

we might need to report someone missing.

Oh. Can I take some details?

We're not sure how long it's been since anyone saw her,

but... Yeah. Can I take your name? My name? Tim. Fielding.

We think it's been at least two days and possibly a lot more.

It's our daughter. And what's your address?

She's 26. 76 Hockmore Road.

That's Copley.

But she doesn't live with us.

She lives with her...husband. Er, contact number?

I'll give you my mobile.

It's 07700 900 143.

We've rung her sister, her friends.

Her sister's rung round a few other people.

We've been to Calderdale Royal and nothing.

And what's her name? We've rung the GP surgery, but of course

they won't tell us anything. Joanna.

Hepworth.

When did he ring you? The husband?

Er, last night. Gone half past eight.

And he was odd.

Odd? On the phone.

He's always odd. In what way?

Just like... "I don't know why I'm bothering ringing,

"she's probably just messing about."

I don't think he believed me that she wasn't with us.

Anyway, I passed him on to Tim because I can't be doing with him.

He talks to me like something he's trodden in. Yeah. He's... He's...

You see...

..they got married when she was very young.

He was a teacher at the school

and she'd just started her A-levels. Anyway,

next thing, he's wanting her to give it all up

so that they can get married. Which...

I mean, we hoped she'd get in at university.

Well, they were very persuasive, weren't they,

that it was what they wanted.

Yeah.

Well, she was smitten with him.

And of course, what we've realised since is...

..that he's a control freak.

We've been cut from the picture completely.

We've hardly seen those two little girls, have we?

Since Poppy was born.

And then she's had...

..mental problems.

Has she been on any medication?

Yeah, she was on medication for anxiety - diazepam.

Only he wouldn't let her take 'em.

What do you mean? Well, she'd ring, once a flood, usually in tears.

And, yeah, he'd...

He'd flushed them down the toilet.

If anything bad has happened to her,

it's him that's done it.

Do you think that's a possibility?

I'd just be amazed, you know, for all her...her problems...

..I'd be amazed if she left them two little girls.

This is a fella that keeps a padlock on the fridge.

I just have one more question,

and I'm sorry if this seems insensitive.

But do you know if it's possible

that she may be seeing someone else?

No. I don't...

No. No.

Not that I'm aware of.

Don't look at me like that.

Am I misunderstanding the problem?

No, I doubt it. It's not complicated.

It's the solution that's complicated.

She said... She said she don't want a leaving do,

but you're worried that if you don't organise something, she'll sulk?

Well, no. I mean, she can sulk till the cows come home

as far as I'm concerned, because I have tried.

The problem, if you'll pin back your Jodrells, is

I have been doing a whip-round

and I've been doing it for weeks, and I have raised

£2,000. How much?

£2,175 and sixpence.

For her? Yeah.

Who's given you sixpence?

Well, I don't know, folk have just put their loose change in.

I've had a little box on the counter on reception.

You've done what? Well, she's very popular.

People she's arrested have been in donating.

Well, not all of them, obviously,

cos some of them are still in prison.

What are you going to buy her? An island in the Caribbean?

Well, this is the thing.

Do I just slip her an envelope with the cash in,

like nudge, nudge, wink, wink, like I'm buying

some skunk off her?

Or do we buy something nice

and have, like, a low-key presentation on Thursday,

and, like, a few well-chosen words from you,

in here, and happen a cake?

Or do we organise a big proper do?

And if she doesn't turn up,

then we just get pissed without her

and I'll drop the money off at a later date

when I've recovered from the hangover.

I don't know. Ask someone else. Ask Ann Gallagher.

She's thick as thieves with her.

Well, I've asked everyone else, but...

Er, woman I nicked

for possession of controlled drugs last week

has just been reported missing by her parents.

They're downstairs and they've got the same suspicions

about the husband as I had when I nicked her. What suspicions?

Coercive control, psychological abuse.

She's only been missing since yesterday morning,

but we only have the husband's word for that.

It was him that rang earlier.

They think she could have been missing a lot longer.

So I'd like to elevate it to the Mispers unit.

Bit soon to regard her as missing if it's only been...

She's an addict. She's vulnerable.

Her mum and dad have rung around family and friends.

I can double-check with the hospitals and her GP,

but she has also failed to answer a number of phone calls

from me regarding her bail.

And she's got two little girls that she's abandoned,

which her mother insists she would never do.

Can I send Sledge knocking on a few doors

down their road? And then I'd like to be submitting a report

to Mispers with the enquiries that we've already made.

I know this fella. It's Ryan's games teacher.

There's definitely something funny about him. Sorry.

This is the fella that rang you just before?

Yeah, but only because he heard a message

I left yesterday on their answer machine at home,

asking for the wife to come in to see me. So suddenly...

..he realises the police

might be knocking on his door,

so he thinks he better start looking like he's interested.

Mike Taylor.

Oh, yeah.

Fantastic. Thank you.

Cheers. Ta-ta.

Tommy Lee Royce safely delivered to Leeds Crown Court.

His convoy has just arrived and he's inside the building.

Court 3. Quarter past 11.

Come on.

Ah.

I'd better take this.

- Hello? - Is that Mr Hepworth?

Rob Hepworth? It is. This is DC Chris Hayes from Yorkshire Police

Missing Persons Unit.

I've just received a missing persons report from Division

regarding a Joanna May Hepworth.

Are you her husband? I am, yes.

I need to speak to you as soon as, Mr Hepworth.

Could I meet you at your address in half an hour?

Half an hour? I'm at work. Well, time is of the essence

when someone's reported missing, Mr Hepworth.

Er, who's reported her missing, anyway? Because I haven't.

Do you know where she is?

Well, no, but she's not missing.

She's just...

..gone off somewhere.

But you don't know where?

So I'd like to speak to you at your address

in half an hour.

I believe you're a schoolteacher?

Would it help if I spoke to your head teacher

if you're worried about leaving work? No, no.

No, I can... I'll sort something out.

What was your name again?

The court will rise.

You know, I hope when she turns up tomorrow or the day after,

or probably just even later on this afternoon,

nobody's going to accuse me of wasting police time.

Come in! Thank you.

It's true that I thought she didn't need to see a doctor.

I didn't think she really needed medication.

I think too many people take medication

for self-diagnosed mental health issues

when all they really need to do is get out the door and go for a run.

But...having said that...

..more recently...

..I have started to wonder if there was something

more serious going on with her.

You know, like, it's not just anxiety or depression, but...

..some kind of...

..borderline personality disorder?

It's like she just can't engage with the real world.

Is it all right with you if I take a look around?

What would you do if I said no?

I'd have to come back with a warrant.

Help yourself. If you tell me what you're looking for,

I might be able to help you. Oh, anything - notes, receipts,

anything that could indicate that she was planning to leave.

You won't find anything. I've looked.

Also, she hasn't taken her charger.

For her mobile.

She hasn't taken her toothbrush either.

But her mobile phone's gone?

Well, certainly, I've not come across it.

Do you know if any of her clothes are missing?

There might be things missing, but I wouldn't know.

What was she wearing when you last saw her?

T-shirt and knickers.

She was in bed.

And where are those items now?

She was wearing this.

Your Honour, had this case been known at the time

my client's earlier sentence was passed in 2014,

then it may be that the court would have been persuaded

to order it to run concurrently

with the sentences imposed on that occasion.

So I would ask that, bearing in mind that the offences

were committed around the same time

and whilst the defendant was under the same influences,

that Your Honour takes a similar view

in light of the totality of sentence

that he already has to serve...

So this afternoon,

I'll access her mobile account and look for any activity

on her phone. I'll look at her bank account

and see if there's been any activity there,

and I'll look at her Facebook account, too.

What about, er, Twitter?

Anything like that? Any WhatsApp groups?

No, just Facebook, as far as I know.

And I'm not sure she keeps up with that.

Ah, OK.

One last one. Can I have a look in the garage?

Do you have any luggage, suitcases, backpacks missing?

No, not that I've noticed.

Does Joanna use the gym stuff? Er, no, that's me.

What you looking at? Looking at me?

What? No.

I know you.

No, you don't. Yeah.

You're the nonce that fucks his own sister.

You what?

Hey! Come on!

What's that?

Go take a look.

We need more security in here!

Somebody stop him! Do something!

Lock down. Lock down the building.

Stop him! Stop him!

Christ's sake, Ryan.

Police!

Police, move!

Unlock the doors!

All units, send backup now!

Come on.

..Escaped from the dock.

Suspect is Tommy Lee Royce, 36 years old...

All units apply maximum caution.

Royce is extremely violent, possible access to firearms.

# In this trouble town

# Troubles I've found

# In this trouble town

# Word soon gets 'round

# Stuck in speed bump city

♪ Where the only thing that's pretty is the thought of getting out. ♪