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Time to take some leave, Jack.
Get out of my office.

Found the note
on the dog's collar.

We've done an X-ray
on your dog.

What she's swallowed appears
to be jewellery.

"To Matilda, love Jimmy."

If you can just do a quick search
for any engravings you've done

- for a James...
- No computers here.

I think the wrong killer
is in prison.

And if the right ones
are still out there,

what if something's about to happen?

You found the deer? At this house?

With a bucket and the intestines
right next to it?

This isn't buckshot.
It's a dental filling.

These are human.

What if it's Minnet Kable
who's messing with us?

It still smells in here.

He abducted my brother
in 1998.

While in Long Lartin,
Penderecki was beaten.

I didn't beat Penderecki.

It was his cellmate.

I'll find out what he knows.

No-one should have to live
without answers.

I went to your home,
to get my things,

but I didn't go inside because...

...your front door was open.

Yeah. Yeah, I know.

No. Never had a problem
with them before,

then I wake up today,
and they're absolutely everywhere.

I don't know.

But I don't do insects.

Ych a fi.
Vomit, mould, absolutely fine.

But not insects.

No, he's here now, thank God.

Some other houses are having
the same problem,

so he was already in the area.

He said he'd spray everywhere,

but I have to be away
for at least four hours.

I've no idea what I'm going to do.

Is it too early to just drink?

That wasn't
what you were supposed to say.

Well, then,
I'm off to read to orphans.

Yeah, of course,
I'm going to the pub.

Yeah, all right, you too, be good.

Oh, sorry.

Oh! Nice.

Very good.

Is this show part
of the regular spray service?

It's just for me, then?

I see.

Oh, that's lush! I love it!

You know, you're actually
really quite good.

Oh, sorry. You distracted me.

Right, where are we going?

Oh. Oh, this is cute.

But the tango would be
out of the question.

Thank you so much
for being here on short notice.

I don't know what I'd do

if I had to spend the night with
all those things crawling about.

I do have to get out, though,
before you spray,

and you've blocked both doors.

Sorry to bother. It's just that
there isn't another door.

It's called a RoboMajor.

It was manufactured in 2004,

six years after
my brother went missing.

It's not Ewan's.

And he left it for you?

Yeah, but everything he's left
so far was either Ewan's

or something I'm supposed
to think was Ewan's.

Not this.

He knows that I know
this isn't my brother's.

Well, where did he leave it?

Bedroom.

He was inside your house last night?

Yeah.

While you were at home?

Didn't hear him. I was asleep.

Did he do anything else?

Don't worry.
He's not going to hurt.

I'm not worried.

- Oh, thanks.
- No. I'm serious.

I'm not.

Cos you brought it all on yourself.
Because you're weird.

This whole thing
with your neighbour

is fucking weird.

Well, I'm not the one doing this.
He is.

You moved back to London
so he could do more of it.

People talked, after your party.

About your neighbour.

You're not gonna find
any fingerprints on that,

but just run it anyway, yeah?
Thanks.

Hang on, hang on, hang on.

I really thought you'd be smart
enough to stay away for a while.

I'm sorry, ma'am.
I'm obviously not that bright.

And you know that thing
where, once you see someone,

you sort of realise
how much you've missed them?

It's not happening, is it?

Not even a bit.

How about I leave now, ma'am?

There's an idea.

Cause of death
was subdural haematoma.

Her sister found her.

She'd been there a few days, so...

No weapon on the scene,
but the skull fracture's acute.

We're thinking he pushed her,
she fell and hit...

That table there. Yes, ma'am.

But she's still awake
for a while after, though.

You can see she tried
crawling to her handbag.

You find her mobile in there?

Yeah.

Husband's got an alibi?

Business dinner,
but we can pick it apart.

Easy one, then.

I'll be off. Thank you, ma'am.

It has to be the boss
doing this to us.

He's been messing with us
this whole time.

I just don't know why.

Why do this to us?

It's a lot of bother,
if you think about it.

If the boss was cross with us,

he could have just killed us.

But he didn't.

He killed someone else,

took out their intestines,

left them in a bucket
for us to find.

You to find.

My point is, it's pretty elaborate.

Maybe it's a test.

To see how we'd react,
under pressure.

To see how we handle ourselves.

So, that's good news, yeah?

All we have to do is pass the test.

No, it's not good news,
you sloppy wet fucking knob.

Do you have any idea
what a looney bin he'd have to be

to test us like this?

And what if we don't pass the test?

What do you think he might do then?

Have you...

What?

Have you ever killed anyone?

Because I haven't,

and I was sort of hoping you had.

You know, so one of us...

We're going to complete
the job today.

But we don't have
a working landline.

We'll have to improvise.

You up for that, DS Molina?

Yeah, DI Honey.

It's just through here.

Life before the internet.

They were dark times.

These are all the ring engravings.

There's no more orders
for engravings, no?

No, that was all of them. Why?

Well, none of the James's here
are married to a Matilda.

And none of the Matildas
are married to a James.

So your company...

My father's company.

Your father's company made
the ring for this couple,

but neither the husband nor the wife
ordered it themselves.

Then probably someone else
ordered the ring for them.

So then it could be
any one of these names.

Mind if I take these?

Oliver? Oh, Oliver?

Today's the day.

Get the car door.

Where are we going?

No. I won't leave my family behind.

Have you honestly not realised
you don't have a say in the matter?

Move.

Lucia!

Mum! Don't!

They'll hear you!

They're outside!

Are you sure?

I heard them leave.

They've taken your father.

Your father is going to get us
out of this.

Mum, he can't.

He'll find a way.

I know it!

Today is the day
we're going to escape.

Hello?

You shouldn't be out here.

Did you get the information
about my brother?

I did.

Tell me what you know.

The dog?

I've got a list of names, but it'll
take weeks to call them all.

I will do it, but you need to tell
me what you know about my brother.

No.

- I told you that I would...
- Your promise means nothing to me.

- I am not a liar!
- We had a deal!

I want this to end.

I need this to end.

Come back when the job is done.

Now leave.

Stop.

Go on.

You won't get a signal
anywhere up here.

Shut up.

Who are you trying to call?

- Tell me - who?
- Shut the fuck up.

I think I hit something.

Confident you hit something.

You can't have your eyes up front
and in back at the same time!

You've hit a stone.
They line the drive.

If you'd been using your mirror,
you'd have seen them.

Look at that! I've got a signal!

You're not always right, you know?

It's gone now.

Mum?!
Have you got any whites to wash?!

What?

I'm starting the machine!

- You're doing laundry?
- Yes!

- Now?
- Yes.

- Have you got any whites?
- Let me look.

Hi, mate.

Who were you seeing,
out on the river?

What?

When I came to talk to you,
you were out on the river,

said you were checking
something out. What was it?

We call them the river people.

I guess you could say
they're a commune.

They've got a camp out there,
by the water.

It's disgusting.

And what were you investigating?

Just a lot of noise complaints
from around there.

I found my whites!

Sorry, mate.
I thought you were at work.

No. It's fine. It's...

You didn't start the machine yet,
did you?

Just put it there, I'll take 'em.

I didn't mean to bother you
on your day off.

You're being a bit chopsy.

I can call you back.

No, it's no problem, mate.
I don't mind.

Well, I think your girlfriend
might feel differently.

She'll get over it.

So, when did these people
first move out on the river?

I'm not sure exactly when.

But they've been sort of expanding
for a couple of years now.

Why?

Bones's raves were always
in different locations.

And then one day, they just stopped,

which never made sense to me.

But what if they didn't just stop?

What if he just set up camp?

OK, one bar. Slow down.

Yeah, there. Stop.

All right, old man.

Time to call your bank.

That's what this is all about?
Money?

Dial. Now.

Mum!

If you have the chance
to get out of here...

...I want you to leave me behind.

Darling, what are you talking about?

I mean,

if it's between me and you,

or me and Dad,

just leave me.

I know I'm not what you want.

I never have been.

No, darling!

No! No! We love you!

I'm a fuck-up!

I'm nothing like Kiernan.

Oh, no, darling.
You're our daughter!

We love you!

I embarrass you.

I embarrass you, Mum.
I see it on your face.

I'd be delighted
to help you, Mr Anchor-Ferrers.

Thank you, Arthur.

But as it's
such a substantial transaction,

and we take security very seriously,

so I'm afraid I need to formally
verify that it is, indeed, you,

even though, of course,
I recognise your voice,

- Mr Anchor-Ferrers.
- I understand, Arthur.

Please proceed.

Now, these are security questions
you've already chosen.

To begin with, what was the name
of your childhood pet?

Juniper.

Thank you.

And your favourite novel?

Ivanhoe.

Sir Walter Scott.

That's great. And finally,
your favourite piece of music?

Trois Mouvements De Petrouchka.

Stravinsky.

Thank you.

So you've now verified
that I am who I say I am, yes?

Yes, sir.
Now, in regards to your transacti...

My family and I are being held...

You stupid fucking man!

What are you doing here?

You weren't answering your mobile.

That's because you and I
are not "two chats a day" people.

Who put you two idiots together?

Matthews.

Yeah, that figures.

Product key is 14141-30187-76769.

That wasn't memorised
when we started this call,

in case you're wondering
how long this has gone on.

- Can you hold?
- Yeah.

Thrilled to hold.
What do you want?

What do you know
about the river people?

Prody says they're on your radar.

Is he too afraid to ask me himself?

Some woman, somewhere,
has had sex with him.

What does she tell herself,
do you think?

The river people are tied
to weapon sales in Cardiff.

But the ties are weak
and it's just hand guns.

You can't go barging
in there just yet.

What, so you don't think there
could be more than just hand guns?

Well, there might be. We don't know.

Police make priorities, Jack.
You know how this works.

There's not enough intel yet
to warrant action.

Well, do you have a suspect?

Madam,
we are fixing the issue.

I do.

All right, and what's his...?

Yeah, when you say that
you are "fixing the problem",

can you be more specific?

Do you hear how vague
your answers are right now?

And how your voice
keeps shifting upwards?

Quick question - is your hand
covering your mouth right now?

Yes.

Yeah, thought so.
That's because you're lying.

Well, I am a police detective.

And now I need you to hold.

Is this about the Donkey Pitch?

It is one thing to read
a few old case files.

It's another thing entirely
to start opening doors

that the Newport County Police

have specifically chosen
to leave shut.

You are not Newport County Police.

Besides, there is no connection
between the Donkey Pitch

and the river people.

Then send me on a pointless errand.

Suspect is Elis Hennion.

- Thank you.
- Jack...

This is my home.

They're back!

- They've brought Dad back!
- Lucia, be quiet!

Dad?

Dad?!

He's tied back up.

So, here's where we are.

If the man from the bank understood
what Captain Silver Spoon

was saying, then the police
are already on their way.

If he didn't understand...

- Then we're all right!
- Far from all right. Far.

Because the call to the bank
was still botched,

which means there's been
no transfer of funds.

Ooh. That's bad.

Very bad.

That was sort of the main thing
we were supposed to do.

And since we've failed,
I'm pretty sure the boss,

who's a lunatic,
is going to kill us.

He has demonstrated
somewhat dotty judgment.

We need to leave.

Now.

I swear...

No, no, no, no.

Shit!

There's nothing in there.
I told you.

You don't want to do this.

You're not the bad one.

I can tell.

It's not too late
to stop this thing.

Here, here, here...

Here, come here, come here!

Elis Hennion is a 25-year-old
Cardiff native

and, by the looks of it,
a little shit.

Drink-driving.

Pub brawls.

A restraining order.

He's living at that camp,
so he's a way in.

Who took out the restraining order?

Barbara Bell.

Mrs Bell, why did the river people
send Elis to you?

We're trying to get
our daughter back.

She's with them.

With who?

Bones.

Could I ask you to watch
something for me, please?

That's our Jessica.

And the man in the hazmat suit,
that...that's Bones.

Do you happen to know
Bones's real name?

No. Sorry.
We've never actually met him.

And how did your daughter
meet Bones?

He used to throw raves.

You know,
when he came into her life,

everything about her changed.

The way she acted.
The way she dressed.

She started not coming home,
sometimes for days.

We'd report her missing,
but the police kept telling us

that she wasn't really missing
she was...

Absent.

Exactly.

It means she's not
where she's supposed to be,

but technically
you know where she is.

It's low priority
for a missing person.

I'm sorry.

Then she turned 18,
and there was nothing we could do.

She's an adult.
She lives with him.

But now they're in
that disgusting compound by the Wye.

I've been onto their territory
myself.

Tried to get her back.

But she turned me away.

So we've persuaded family members,
hired counsellors,

even a crisis negotiator to try
to talk her into coming home.

But the moment any one of them step

onto those river people's territory,

they...

...they retaliate.

By sending Elis?

Exactly.

And what exactly does Elis do?

Well, he starts
by following you.

But trust me,
it escalates from there.

These people like scaring you.

So, what else can you tell me
about these river people?

It's a more formal organisation
than you might be imagining.

It's a cult.

Our daughter is in a cult.
No sense in not saying it.

They all worship him.
She worships him.

She'd do anything for him. I...

I suspect they've been violent.

Together.

What are you doing?
I told you to pack.

I was just thinking.

You pick now for that?

What about the family?

What about them?

If the bank doesn't call the police,

but we leave
and they're still tied up...

They'll be fine.

They'll...

They'll die.

Sh...

I know that you are
weapons-grade witless,

but right now
we can't have any fuck-ups.

Do you understand?

Go upstairs.

Gag the family.

And when you come back down,
follow my lead.

Sophie and Hugo were on Adderall.

They bought it at raves
which were horror-movie themed.

You know, fake blood,
stuff like that.

And the man behind it all
was named Bones.

Kids never mentioned
anyone named Bones.

Yeah, course not.
They were teenagers

and they had their parents
sitting right next to them.

The parents didn't mention him
either, and surely one of them knew.

- So, why keep it a secret?
- It wasn't a secret,

but the parents had no reason
to think Bones or the raves

had anything to do with the murders.
So why mention it?

Yeah. All right.

So why do I care
about this Bones person?

Because he was harassing Sophie

and Hugo in the weeks leading up
to the Donkey Pitch murders.

And not just little stuff,
he was in their homes.

And you can prove this?

Well...

Jesus, Jack,
is this just a theory?

Look, hear me out, all right?
Bones is performative.

It's all about theatre
with this guy. Spectacle.

Just like the Donkey Pitch scene.

This is thin, man.

And he's got a thing for intestines.

Look, Bones is living
on the River Wye, in that camp.

- And I want to go and question him.
- Absolutely not!

There's a whole group
of people down there. His followers.

He has a girlfriend
who could be the second killer.

Or the killer could be Minnet Kable,

who's already in prison
because he confessed to the crime,

and you could be officially
out of your fucking mind.

Every operational decision
the police make

is based on risk, right?

The people down on that river
do not pose a risk.

If you go down there
and kick down their doors,

they're gonna leave the river,
scatter into the city,

and it'll be a fucking headache
for all of us!

All I want to do is...

You're investigation
into this matter

is discreditable conduct,

which undermines public confidence
in the police.

Now, I'm giving you an order as a
senior officer to immediately cease

this investigation.

Get in your car, Jack.
Drive back to London.

I could've gone with you.

No, there's no point in Matthews
being pissed off at both of us.

I can't believe he doesn't see it.

I mean, what makes more sense,
Minnet Kable,

who has no connection to the kids,
and no history of violence,

or that someone like Bones,
who has a connection to Sophie

and Hugo and specifically has
a thing for gore and...

Look, I've got to go
and do something.

I'll drive you home, yeah?

You're going to the river camp.

- No. I'm not.
- You are. And I'm coming with.

Prody, you are a good detective,
mate.

And I can't risk
your career over this.

So the answer's no.

These people are dangerous.

I'll drive you home.

What kind of friend would I be
if I let you go on your own?

Someone's got to check it out.
Why should that be you?

Why the fuck shouldn't it be me?

I'll drive you home.

Oh. Hello.

- Hello, we're...
- Hello!

- Hello, we're...
- Police.

Newport County Police, yes.

- We're sorry to bother you.
- Oh, gosh, no bother at all!

Do come in. It's awful outside.

Ah, there you are!

We've got company.

Such a nice surprise.

It does get lonely out here.

Now, time for introductions.

I'm Kiernan Anchor-Ferrers.

- This is my boyfriend...
- Fiance.

...Bardo.

Pleased to meet you both. I'm...

Would you like to sit? Drinks?

I mean, not drinks-drinks.
You are working.

Thoroughly inappropriate. Tea?

Give Bardo a bit of honey
and some turmeric,

you won't believe what he can do.

We're both fine, thank you.

We're just here
to ask a few questions.

Oh.

I'm so sorry my father isn't here
to speak with you.

He isn't home?

No.

He's taken to wandering.

- Wandering?
- Long stretches.

Days.

Days?

Days.

I mean, at first, it had a charming,
sort of Forest Gumpy feel to it.

But now we're thinking it might be
something more serious.

Anyhoo, I've no idea where he is.

But he's gone for sure,
and he took his mobile.

Likes to ring people on his wanders.

Say all sorts of things.

Interesting.

And true.

Well, we're here to speak to you
about a somewhat sensitive matter.

How well do you know local resident
Beca Van Der Bolt?

She's gone missing.

Our understanding is that
she's a housekeeper here.

She is. Yes.

That's the reason
why I'm so taken aback right now.

She's our housekeeper here
at the house.

When was the last time you saw Beca?

Oh, goodness me.

A while back.

A few weeks? I'd have to check.

So she wasn't due to visit
this residence in the last few days?

No.

A family member reported
her missing,

and there are signs
of a struggle at her residence.

When you say "struggle"...

We're not at liberty
to discuss details.

No, of course not.

Inappropriate again!

But we're going door to door,

asking if anyone's seen anything
out of the ordinary.

So, have you?

- No. No.
- Well...

What's really considered
out of the ordinary?

You haven't seen anything, darling.

- I'm just asking.
- You would have told me.

Anything you've seen
that made you feel suspicious.

What about feelings
that make you feel suspicious?

The feeling of suspicion?

That's it.

What gave you the feeling
of suspicion?

Well, I don't want to use
the word "clairvoyant"...

Don't.

...but I've had that feeling

that's made me feel suspicious.

Any particular reason?

No.

Just thought you should know.

We'd like to leave our cards,

in case you think of anything else
you think we should know.

Never actually introduced ourselves.

I'm DI Honey.

Sorry?

I'm DI Honey,
and this is my colleague, DS Molina.

Right, then.

Hello, Elis.

Listen, I want you to go
back to the river

and I want you to tell your little
friends you scared me off.

I want you to tell them there's
no way I'm heading down there.

- OK?
- You don't want to mess with Bones.

Actually, I really, really do.

Hey, who are you?
What are you doing?

Who do you know?

Put that down.

Give me the fucking mobile.

Give me the fucking mobile.

No-one gets in with a mobile.

And no-one gets in
without knowing someone.

So who do you know?

Me.

He knows me.

Come.

They just don't know you.

Are you wondering why I let you in?

Elis told me who you are.

You'll report back to my parents?

Tell them what you've seen?

I want you to watch me tonight.

I want you to tell my parents
I'm happy...

...and loved.

Cos I want them to let me go.

If you don't...

...I'll be unhappy.

And everyone here hates it...

...when I'm unhappy.

Do you want to see
how much they love me?

No! No! You're hurting me!

Stop!

Let him go.

So...

...do you understand
what I want you to do?

I've got to go.

Can't be late.

For what?

My wedding.

Come on!

Feed the croc!
Feed the croc! Feed the croc!

Feed the croc!

Feed the croc! Feed the croc!
Feed the croc!

Feed the croc! Feed the croc!

Feed the croc! Feed the croc!

Feed the croc!

Oh, no...

Feed the croc! Feed the croc!

She's gonna fall.

- Feed the croc!
- She's gonna fall!

You all right?

Do you want me to be all right?

Not particularly.

Wrestling fake crocs
is not a good look.

Prody broke his ankle.

I'll be hearing those stories
for a while, so thanks for that.

What, Prody was here?

Pulled you out of the water.

Bones's real name is Jacob Adley.

And on the weekend
of the Donkey Pitch murders,

he was in police custody in Bristol.

No, he...

No.

Yes, Jack.

There's police records,
there's police interviews,

his solicitor was there.

He was in Bristol.

And Jessica Bell was the one
who picked him up.

They're not
the Donkey Pitch killers.

Where should I drop you off?

Hey.

Are you sure
you don't see them out there?

I'm telling you, they drove off,
haven't come back.

I don't think
they were real coppers.

Their names... They...

I think the boss sent them.

And that makes me wonder,
just how big is this thing?

How many people are...

Once we're far enough away,
we'll call the police.

The real police.

An anonymous tip,
so the family doesn't die.

But right now, we leave.

What?

My bag's downstairs.

So?

Well, I'm kinda scared now
to go down there on my own.

Where did you leave it?

In the scullery.

What? Why?

Never mind.

Jesus Christ!

Have you worked out who I am yet?