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WOMAN: Dad says you've got
something big coming up,

something important to you.

He's saying it's going
to be a bumpy ride,

but you'll get through it.

Did he call you Motty? Yes!
That's what he's saying!

He's saying, "Power
through, Motty."

It just feels a bit
less intimidating.

Have you been to one before?
Have you been in yet?

I'm next. Good luck.

How was it? It was amazing.

Belle? Here we go.

CLAIRE: I'm getting
a male energy.

An older male?

Has your grandfather passed?

Five weeks ago.

He's showing me a doll.

A dreaming doll? Does that make
sense to you? Dolly Daydream.

That's what he used to call
me, since I was little,

cos I was always daydreaming.

He's showing me flowers.
That's a sign of love.

Oh, no. Wait.

No, he's... HER VOICE TREMBLES

he's showing me something else.

What is it?

RAGGED BREATHS

Fire.

How would she know
that? I got goose bumps!

I know. She was really good.

When she said it was
Grandad, my mind was blown.

It makes me completely re-evaluate
our place in the universe.

Do you know what I
mean? Like, obviously,

things are beyond our...

SHE GASPS Oh, my
God! That's my house.

Oh, OK, er... Martha,
that's my house.

Stop the car. Let me just park.

SIRENS What's happened?

FIREMAN: No. No, no.

What's happened? We'll deal
with it as quickly as we can.

BELLE GASPS

♪ One morning in the month of
June Down by a rolling river

♪ There a weary traveller
chanced to stray

♪ And he beheld his lover

♪ Her cheeks were red,
her eyes were brown

♪ Her hair in
ringlets hanging down

♪ She'd a lovely
face without a frown

♪ Just as the tide
was flowing. ♪

Humphrey? Morning.
Hello. You're up early.

Thought you might
need a bacon butty.

Ah! Life-saver. Just been giving
the place a lick of paint.

It certainly looks
a bit brighter.

Maybe you should keep all
the doors and windows open

to get rid of the new-paint
smell. Oh, yes, good idea.

So

Are you worried
about this morning?

Not worried.

More

terrified.

Don't be. They'll see how
strong you are together.

Mm. You'll make
splendid foster parents.

Yes, we like to think so.

Seems such a shame, you know,
to have so much love to give and

not have anyone to give it to.

SHE CHUCKLES Just
be yourself. Yes.

MARGO: "If you're single, keep an
eye out for romantic opportunities",

"which may come from
an unexpected place."

Hmm! Hmm! Sounds promising.

Or a threat. KELBY:
All right. OK.

What's he doing? Got a big
fishing trip this weekend.

All right, cool.
We'll head down.

All right, so, the Fire Service
have finished their assessment,

so it's all good for us to go take
a look. Any idea what started it?

They said the fire definitely
began in the garage

but there were no sign
of any accelerants,

so they can't say for sure if it
was started deliberately or not.

Well, it was Martha's friend,

so I'm sure the inspector will
want to go and look anyway.

You get out and talk to
the neighbours. Will do.

Galley door replaced,
table re-stained,

loose tile fixed in shower,
deck scrubbed fore and aft...

Have we got any more sourdough? Er,
storeroom, shelf above the tins.

So, have we missed
anything? I don't think so.

And why do they have to see us
separately? To make sure one of us

isn't bullying the other into doing
something we don't want to do,

I suppose. Problem? You'll be
brilliant, and I'll be rubbish.

You'll be fine.
Just be yourself.

But do not tell
the frogman joke.

Ah, Esther, good morning.
Morning, both. So?

She's been brilliant.
No back chatting?

No. In fact, she's been a godsend.
You should be very proud of her.

Oh, I am, but don't
tell her that.

Actually, I was thinking, I'd
like to buy you a glass of wine

to say thank you
for taking her on.

I've never knowingly turned
down a glass of wine.

After work. I'll see if my
boss will let me off early.

No. Great. All right,
Mum? Need coffee?

Er, no, thanks, love.
Maybe on the way back.

Erm, Fire Service are done. We can
go and see Belle Hammond's house.

Oh, I spoke to Belle this
morning. She hardly slept a wink.

I think the house is in pretty
good nick. The garage is total led,

but they got there before it spread.
Did you know Belle and Martha

were seeing a medium last night?
So I heard. Not a believer?

I can think of better
things to do with my money.

Well, believe it or not, she
apparently predicted the fire.

Yeah, right. She did!

Then it was either a lucky
guess or she did it herself,

in which case we should
arrest her for arson.

I'll be in the car. OK.

Bye. Bye, Mum.

Emergency services got
a call around 9.30pm.

By the time the fire team
got here, it had taken hold.

And you say there were no signs
it was started deliberately?

Nothing conclusive either way.

Hey. Oh, Miss Hammond?

Belle, please. And
you must be Humphrey.

Oh, yes, I'm afraid so.
I was hoping to meet you

at the Ten Mile Kitchen opening
night, but I missed you.

Ah, yes, erm, I,
er... I got held up.

And we've been missing each other
ever since. Well, Martha's told me

all about you. Well,
probably not everything,

or she'd be
incriminating herself.

HE CHUCKLES Oh, sorry.

Er, Detective Sergeant Williams.

Belle and Martha went
to school together.

Oh. Erm, er, Belle,

can you just talk me through
what was in the garage and where?

Of course. It's lucky I
left my car in the drive.

Yeah. Erm, so

no fuel in cans, er,
chemicals, aerosols...?

No fuel. I think there was
some car-cleaning stuff,

maybe some spray cans.
I'm not sure what else...

CONVERSATION FADES

Can you think of
any reason why...?

FOOTSTEPS Er, can I ask,

was the back door here working
properly? Er, yes, I think so.

I had everything
checked after last time.

Last time? Oh, yes,
about a month ago,

I came home and found
the patio doors open.

Someone had forced it. But
they didn't take anything,

so I think they heard me coming
back. And you didn't report it?

Didn't seem much point. Hmm...

You've... You've got a
bit of ash on your face.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Thank you. Yes.

I think we're done here, sir. Yes,
right. We'll leave you in peace.

Thank you. Oh, and good luck.

You've got your interviews today,
haven't you? Yes. Yes, we have.

Well, I hope it goes
well. I'm sure it will.

Thank you. We'll be in touch.

Interviews? Er, yeah.

Martha and I are applying
to be foster parents.

That's great news. Why
didn't you mention anything?

Just in case we weren't
accepted, I suppose.

Anyway, all the paperwork's
done. Now they want to see

the whites of our eyes. I'm sure
you'll be amazing foster parents.

Let's hope the
social workers agree.

What?

You think it was deliberate,
don't you? Yes, I do.

The lock on the back door
into the garage looks like

it was forced open. So
you think a burglar came,

ignored the house and
the car in the drive,

broke into the garage
instead and started a fire?

Well, it doesn't sound likely when
you say it like that, does it?

Maybe the firemen
broke the door.

Yes, of course. CAR LOCK CHIRPS.

Yes, that must be it.

And...

Oh. ESTHER LAUGHS.

PHONE PINGS Someone's
popular. Oh, don't.

It's a chap from the app.
He won't stop pinging.

Mr Stamp Collector?

That's good, isn't it? Didn't
you say he seemed nice?

He was. But he's a bit...

Young? Dull.

Now he's after a second date.

I want to say a polite
"no, thanks", but how?

Just ghost him. Excuse
me? Ghost him and move on.

OK, with a ghost emoji thingy.
No, no, no, no. Quick, delete.

Oh, damn. I bet he's
seen your three dots now.

Never mind, just don't reply.
Sooner or later, he'll get the hint

you're not interested.
That's ghosting.

It seems a bit mean. A girl
needs what a girl needs.

So, what are you looking for?

I... I don't think I'm looking
for anything in particular.

Didn't you say, with Dad, you
knew in the first ten minutes?

Ten minutes? Nah, you can't
commit straight off like that.

Even if I met Timothee Chalamet
tomorrow, I'd want to know

that he respects my ambitions
before I make him my bae.

Take my advice, Mrs
I, try before you buy.

Who on earth is Timothy Shalomi?

Cheers, Nick.

They're going to check with
the team that attended the fire

to see if they had to break in.
Well, let's say they didn't.

What possible reason could someone
have to break into a garage

and start a fire?

Kids? No. Kids who start fires
for fun are opportunistic.

And, moreover, they, er, they
like to watch their handiwork.

They don't generally break
into buildings to do it.

Insurance? Maybe she's
struggling for money.

A quick fire somewhere
that doesn't really matter,

like a garage, might bring
in a few grand. Perhaps.

We should check her
finances. Yep, onto it.

But then, where does
this prediction fit in?

OK, well, let's say
it is insurance fraud.

Maybe the prediction
gave her the idea.

Oh, no, that can't be
true. Martha was with her

from the whole time she left
the reading. Then the psychic

was in on it with her. That
feels like a bit of a stretch.

More than a psychic
actually seeing the future?

BELLE: I hope you don't mind.
Course not. I couldn't believe it

when Mike told me what happened.
I can't believe you told me

it was going to happen. Belle, you
have to understand how it works.

The spirits show me things. I
don't always know what it means.

All I can do is say
what it feels like.

Fire can be associated
with cleansing,

or even anger or passion.
It's difficult to read

on its own without context.
You don't understand.

It's what I used to
say to my grandad.

It was just me and him, you
see. We didn't have anyone else.

I used to say to him,
"You're my guardian angel."

And now it's true.

Is he here now?

Please. He's always
with you, sweetheart.

I'll pay for another
reading. No, don't be silly.

SHE EXHALES SLOWLY

OK. He's acknowledging you've
called him your guardian angel,

but he's showing me a list, and
he's sort of tutting, you know,

"Oh, no, poor me," sort of
thing. Do you understand that?

I always used to write him a
list of jobs. Now you've added

"guardian angel" to his
list, he won't get any peace!

That's so him. He
loves a good moan.

Wait. There's something...

SHE BREATHES HEAVILY
He's showing me a car.

I was looking at getting a new car!
No, he's showing me an old one.

H-He's saying... He's saying
it might let you down.

Wouldn't surprise me! No.

He's stern. He's serious.

You have to be careful.

How have you found the process?

OK. Bit intense.

You're doing great. We just need
to be clear about your expectations

and make sure we know
what your skill sets are

and, just as important, what
support network you have.

Oh, you know you're down for a
home visit next week? Er, yes.

I think we're ready. Please
don't feel you have to do

anything special for that. Again,
that is just us being clear

about the home environment,
the practicalities

of how the home will work
during the fostering period.

So don't feel you have to repaint
everything before we get there!

Heavens, no. It's a
houseboat, isn't it?

Er, yes. Is that a problem?
No reason it should be.

I mean, we'd have to make sure
it's safe for a child, of course.

I'm sure it'll be fine. And,
as we previously discussed,

cos of Humphrey's job, you'll
be listed as the main carer.

Still comfortable with
that? Yes, of course.

And it won't be an issue,
you also running a business?

No. Erm, in fact, I've just
taken on another assistant,

so it absolutely
won't be a problem.

We just both really want this to
work, so... whatever it takes.

Good.

ESTHER: Yeah. SHE CHUCKLES.

OK, Nick, thank you.

SHE SNIFFS

SHE CONTINUES SNIFFING

What's that smell?

Er, sorry. Bait. I picked
it up on my way back.

Out. All right!

So, the firemen didn't break into
the garage. The side door was open

when they got there. So
someone did force it open.

And if there was an attempted
break-in four weeks ago,

then maybe the same
person came back.

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT

Expecting someone? Yes. I've
got the social worker coming,

after they've seen Martha.
Oh. It's Hannah Owen.

Do you remember? Er, from
the burglaries at Christmas?

Oh, right. Well, that's
exciting. Yeah. So,

I ran a finance check
on Belle Hammond.

All looks OK, nothing to suggest
she's got money troubles.

So it's unlikely
it's insurance fraud.

Which means that if Belle wasn't
involved in starting the fire,

well, that makes Claire Moss's
prediction all the more remarkable.

All she's doing is conning people.
People can't see the future!

♪ I woke up one morning

♪ To know that I had gone

♪ Finally taken a step and
jumped right off the wall

♪ When you come to call on me,
that's when my eyes are glazed

♪ I've been with the
devil in the... ♪

BANG

TYRES SKID

SHE GASPS

So, I hope this isn't too much
of an intrusion on your day.

HE CLEARS HIS THROAT No comment.

HE CHUCKLES Sorry, just
a little icebreaker,

erm, because we're...

Oh, yeah. Sorry, it was
either that or a frogman joke,

and I've been warned
off that. Right.

Sorry, go on. So, as you know,
I've already met with Martha.

She spoke very passionately about
your commitment to the process.

Absolutely. She also said she
didn't have any preference

when it came to age. Is
the same also true for you?

Well, we understand
it's a broad church,

er, though I assume
there's a cut-off point.

That is, if it's,
er... if it's children.

Then the range must be,
what, zero to eighteen?

Which is fine.

I'm not sure how we'd cope with
you dropping off a 43-year-old.

Huh.

"Here's Eric. He's a welder and
he likes to drink lager top"

"and plays rugby for the local
pub every other weekend."

HE CHUCKLES

Not that I've got anything
against old people.

Or welders. But they're
not children, are they?

So, I think what I'm actually
trying to say is, er, yes,

absolutely, spot-on
- no preference.

Humphrey...

SHE EXHALES DEEPLY

try and relax.

I'm not here to judge you
or make any decisions today.

This is just about
putting faces to names,

getting to know who you
are and why you think

you and your
partner can do this.

Sorry, I'm not very
good at these things.

Just tell me about yourself.
I'm even worse at that. Try.

OK, well, there's two
ways we can go about this.

Er, I can either try and be
as honest as possible, or,

or I can tell you
a frogman joke.

Let's go with the
first one, shall we?

Worried you might say that.

HE EXHALES Erm,
I'm a bit clumsy.

I trip over, bump into things.

I can knock an ornament off
a mantelpiece at ten paces.

My father... used to
say that I'd been given

somebody else's hands and
feet and, as a result,

I had no control over them
whatsoever. He may have a point.

My future mother-in-law
has created a padded area

for me to sit when I
visit. HE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY

I'm often forgetful about
important things yet, ironically,

vividly remember things of
absolutely no importance at all.

I can drive,

but I'm far too easily distracted
to be particularly good at it.

My swimming can best be
described as floundering,

and I once got my tie
caught in an ATM machine.

A passing midwife had to cut
me free. I don't like ties.

I am socially awkward,

and terribly disorganised.

But I like people.

I care for them, generally.

I think I'm kind.

I had a father
just rubbish enough

to teach me how to
be a better one.

But most of all, and the
reason that you should

go back to your colleagues and
suggest to them that they rush back

with an armful of
children is that Martha,

who will be doing
most of the hard work

is the sweetest, kindest human
being on God's green earth.

And whilst I flap about,
knocking things over

she will be amazing.

HE EXHALES How did it go?

Terribly! Oh, no. What happened?

I panicked and told the truth.
I described all my faults

in minute detail. I'll be amazed
if they let us look after a gerbil,

let alone a human child.

Right, I've talked to all the
neighbours. No-one saw anything.

A few of them have
got door cameras,

but nothing overlooking
the Hammond house.

Weirdly, no-one I spoke to
called the fire brigade.

And while we're doing weird, I
had Belle Hammond on the phone

when you were in the other
room. She went back to see

the so-called
psychic, Claire Moss.

Apparently, her grandad
came through again

and told her to be
careful in her car.

And...?

And on the way home,
she had a blowout,

lost control and
ran off the road.

You have to admit, that is now two
predictions that have come true.

"Be careful when driving your
car"? It's a bit generic,

especially when you've got an old
car. Yes, on its own, perhaps,

but when you add it to the
warning about the fire,

both within 24
hours... SHE CHUCKLES.

You're not saying you actually
believe all that rubbish?

I'm not saying anything.
I mean, I'm sure they have

their fair share of charlatans,
but is there no such thing

as a psychic gift? I don't know. I
prefer to keep an open mind. Yes.

But you also believe in aliens.
No, I don't NOT believe in them.

There is a difference.
If you say so.

There is. There
is. ESTHER SIGHS.

Can I get you something? Tea,
coffee? Oh, no, thank you.

No, ta. Right. CLAIRE
SPEAKING QUIETLY.

She's just finishing up a phone
reading, so she'll be two minutes.

So you're Claire's husband?
That's right. Mike. Yeah.

So, you're here
about Belle's fire?

Just crossing a few
t's, dotting some I's.

Do you know Miss
Hammond? Yes, I do.

Yeah, we work in the same building.
In fact, it was me who suggested

she come and meet Claire. She
lost her grandfather recently.

Yes. Very sad. Yeah. I think
Claire's been helping her

quite a bit. I'll just
go and check on her.

CLAIRE: OK, I won't be long.
I'm afraid I'd better go.

Thanks for getting
in touch. Bye.

It's a healing crystal.
Black tourmaline.

Oh. Sorry to keep you
waiting. No, no problem.

I'm DI Goodman. This is DS Williams.
We just wanted the briefest of chats

about Belle Hammond.
Of course, yeah.

You did a reading for her
last night? Oh, yes. I-I did.

Erm, we had a group session. Yes,
actually, my fiancee was here.

Oh! Martha. Martha Lloyd. She's
an old school friend of Belle's.

I remember Martha. Her
dad came through for her.

Yes, so I believe. You warned
Belle Hammond about a fire?

I saw flames, but as I explained
to her, I wasn't entirely sure

what that meant. And today
you warned her about her car?

OK, firstly, you need to
understand I never actually said

either of those
things. Who did, then?

Well, I was talking to
Belle's grandfather.

Her dead grandfather?

He's in spirit, yes.

So, did you see how
the fire started?

I'm sorry, but you clearly
have no understanding at all

of what it is that I do. And
what is it that you do, exactly?

SHE INHALES

CLAIRE EXHALES SLOWLY

I... have an elderly lady in spirit.
She's been here since you arrived.

She's very elegant.
Straight-backed.

Nanny Bird.

She's very tall.

Six foot seven.

She's... She's
actually here? Now?

She wants you to know

that she's happy with where you are
in your life, that you're settled.

She's showing me flowers,
which represents love.

She always said she had no
idea what would become of me.

Well, she's very proud.

So when you told Belle
Hammond her car would crash...

I didn't say that. I just said I
could see an issue with her car

so that she should be careful.
So when you say you saw an issue

with her car, was that you or
her grandfather? Her grandfather.

I sense you don't approve of
what I do, Sergeant Williams.

As I said, I'm not
entirely clear WHAT you do.

There's a young man here. Don't!

I am not interested.

I think we're done here,
sir. Oh, y-yes. Absolutely.

DOOR OPENS Thank you
for your time, Mrs Moss.

You're welcome. Thank
you. DOOR SLAMS SHUT.

Bye, Nanny Bird.

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

That was amazing. What was?

Nanny Bird.

She worked out that you're old
enough that your grandmother's

probably dead and that, like
you, she was probably tall

and a bit posh. Then how
did she know her name?

She didn't. You said that.

GARAGE DOOR OPENS

All done, then?
Get what you need?

Excuse me? I'm always telling
her she should work with police,

use her gift to help find people,
you know, track down crooks.

No, we just needed a quick
chat. Are you having trouble?

Just can't get it
started in the mornings.

I think it's the alternator
not getting enough juice

through to the battery, you
know. Didn't your wife tell you

that might happen?
No. Oh! Funny, that.

Sorry. Sorry about her.

MARTHA: Mum?

You look amazing! It would
be a much better compliment

if you didn't look so surprised.
So, what's the occasion?

Does there need to be
one? No, but what is it?

I have a date. Who with?
You didn't mention it.

Cos I didn't want you
fussing. I don't fuss.

Then what are you doing
now? Gently inquiring

who my mother is
going on a date with.

His name is Richard,

and we both swiped up. Or
left. Or was it right? I...

Anyway, we're a match, and
he's taking me for a cream tea

and an afternoon stroll in the
park. That's exciting. Hardly.

But we have to start
somewhere. Why are you here?

I thought I'd come and tell you
about my interview. How did it go?

Brilliant. At least, I think
it was. Hannah was so nice.

She said we seemed
like ideal candidates,

that if the home visit is
successful, we have a panel meeting,

then, after a
couple more checks,

we could potentially
go on the list.

Oh, that's fabulous news, Motty.

Oh, she has to talk to
Humphrey, as well, of course.

Oh.

He'll be fine. Mm.

DOORBELL RINGS

That'll be him.

Well, answer the door, then.

Hmm.

Anne!

You must be Richard.

Your profile photo
doesn't do you justice.

Don't be ridiculous. I used one
that was taken ten years ago.

HE LAUGHS But thank you

for pretending differently.

Hi.

This is my daughter Martha.
Pleasure to meet you.

Good.

Pleasantries over. Shall
we go? Ready when you are.

Oh, Richard!

Yes. Wonderful car.
Please. Wonderful.

Oh, that's OK, that's OK.

CAR DOORS SHUT

Have fun. ENGINE STARTS.

We're off!

♪ Take me to the docks

♪ There's a ship
without a name there

♪ That is sailing to the
middle of the sea... ♪

See you, then. Cheers, bye.

Hello, mate. How you doing?

MECHANIC: Tyre's blown. She's
obviously run off the road,

knocked her suspension out.

Right. So what do you
think caused the blowout?

Who knows? Damaged tyre. Could
have had a bulge. Tyre pressure...

Was a time we'd have two blowouts
a year. These days, ten times that.

BONNET SLAMS SHUT Potholes.

Right. So she could
have hit a pothole.

She could have been shot by a
sniper, zapped by a flying saucer

or run over a sausage dog, for
all I know. I'm not a mind-reader.

Right, OK, but
your best guess is

wrong tyre pressure
and hit a pothole.

That's the most common.

Thank you.

Cool, cool, cool.

So, what you doing
on karaoke tomorrow?

Suspicious Minds. Wooden
Heart in the semi.

And if I get to the
final, American Trilogy.

Classic! What about you?

I'm thinking Ed
Sheeran. Bad Habits?

Yeah. What do you think?

I think you and everyone
else. If I was you, I'd go.

Capaldi, Someone You Loved.

Chicks go mad for it.

Yeah? Bees round a honeypot.

Someone You Loved.

Lewis Capaldi.

The lock on the garage door
was forced open, so I believe

we had an intruder. But whoever
it was ignored the house,

which was empty, and instead broke
into the garage and started a fire.

Thanks, Grace. SHE EXHALES.

So, I spoke to Grace Walters.
She's known the family for years.

Belle Hammond was basically
brought up by her grandad.

Her mum was an alcoholic
who died when she was eight.

She never knew her dad. Social
services were going to put her

into care, but her maternal
grandad, Stephen Hammond,

took her in to stop that happening.
They lived together until he died

a little over a month ago.
KELBY HUMS: Someone You Loved.

So, the mechanic thinks
the tyre was either damaged

or underinflated and hit a pothole.
A fire and an exploding tyre.

Two completely unrelated incidents,
and yet both correctly predicted

before they happened!
How can that be?

ANNE: All right, Zoe?

Mum! How did it go?

Well, I have to say, very well
indeed. He was perfectly charming.

Was he a gentleman? You mean did
he cop a feel on the way home?

Mum! Well, ask a silly question,
you get a silly answer.

He was lovely. That's
all you need to know.

So? Will you see him
again? Well, I think...

I don't know. I don't want to rush
into anything. Exactly, Mrs I.

See if you're vibing, then
go with the flow. Right.

What if I'm vibing with him
but he's not vibing with me?

Is he blind? If I look as
hot as you when I'm your age,

I'd be loving life.
ANNE CHUCKLES.

Did he not take you home? No,
I thought it might be awkward,

so I lied and said you
needed me here. Why?

Well, I'm not sure
what the etiquette is.

Elsie told me that if you
invite them in for coffee,

that means you're
asking them in for sex.

Erm, I think I left
something, so...

So you'll have to take me home.

Oh, I'm not going home.
I've got a date, too.

Hi, Mum. ESTHER: Hi,
love. Talk of the devil.

Are you going out with
Humphrey? No, with Esther.

But Humphrey will take you
home. After you've locked up?

Hiya!

What's up?

Er, the social worker.
I'm not sure I...

Hannah? She called me. Said
you were "refreshingly honest".

Ah. No, she loved you.
Even went as far as to say

I was very lucky to have
you. Did you flirt with her?

No! At least, I don't think so.

Well, all that matters is she
thinks we're good candidates.

We just need to get the home visit
done and then we're nearly there.

Right. Good. Er, can
I ask you something?

Belle Hammond. I know you
went to school together,

but how well do you
know her? Well enough.

We didn't see each other for
years, but she hasn't changed.

OK. Would you say she
was, er, trustworthy?

You heard about the car swerving off
the road and Claire Moss predicting

it, just as she did the fire?
Yes. Well, either Belle and Claire

were in cahoots for some reason
I don't really understand,

or I'm going to have to accept that
she can really talk to dead people.

Well, is that such a
terrible thing to believe?

I told you how accurate
she was about Dad.

And Belle, she's as straight as
a die. She'd never get involved

in anything dishonest.
Are you ready? Yes.

Oh, I told Mum you'd run her home.
I'll just get a cab back later.

Er... Love you.

Dinner first? No,
eating's cheating.

THEY LAUGH

MARTHA LAUGHS Honestly!

Ooh! I think you've
got an admirer.

I think we both have. They'll
be doing rock, paper, scissors

in a minute, to
see who gets who.

I bet we look gorgeous
through their beer goggles.

Oh, I wish I'd brought
a chilli with me.

What? I used to take one out with
me all the time back in the day.

Then, when it got late and
the drunks started coming over

to dribble on me, I'd use it to rub
round the rim of their beer glass

when they weren't looking.
No! Their lips would go numb

and they couldn't speak.
Sometimes it got really bad

if they got it on their hands
and went to the loo. Ouch!

So what about now?

Now?

How's your love life? Oh!

Erm, nonexistent.

Well, Zoe's amazing. She
is such a credit to you.

Thank you. And
what about her dad?

Humph said you weren't
together long. No, not very.

Was it a one-night stand?

Er... should have been.

Erm...

When I found out I was pregnant,
I knew I wanted to keep the baby,

but I didn't think it was fair not
to tell him. So I tracked him down.

And? He was lovely. He said he'd
support me in any way I wanted,

that it was my body, my choice,
that I'd be a great mum.

He was right about that bit.

Erm, we met up a couple of times
to talk about practicalities,

what to put on the
birth certificate,

what happens in the
future, that sort of thing

became really good mates...
then more than mates.

He had a motorbike.

Got clipped by a Transit van

and flipped over the
central reservation.

He was dead before the
ambulance got there.

Oh...

I'm so sorry.

All right, girls? Oh,
I'm sorry, we're talking.

We can talk and buy you a drink.

We can buy our own
drinks, thanks.

Sorry.

Better than a chilli.

ESTHER SIGHS

Can we talk about YOU
now, Mrs Foster Mum?

If it happens. Why wouldn't
it? Oh, I don't know.

I suppose I'm just not getting
excited until it's official,

in case I jinx it. It's such
a cool thing to do, though.

You know, some of these
kids can be pretty...

I know. Hannah's been
explaining that to us.

But it's not about
doing anything big.

It's just about providing
somewhere they feel safe,

that someone cares about them.
And if that doesn't work,

I'll bring them to you. Ha!
Not sure I'd be much help.

Oh, rubbish. If I can be
even a tiny percentage

as good a foster parent as you are
a mum, I will be a very happy woman.

Well, that's very nice of you to
say so. And as a mum, I can say

there are two things you need
to be a good parent. Shall I

write these down? Don't you start
with all that scribbling things

on pieces of paper. Your other
half drives me mad with it. Sorry.

So, first, you need the
patience of 53 saints,

not just to keep you sane, but
also to stop you strangling them.

OK. Don't strangle the children.
Got it. Mm-hm. And the second one?

Shots. It's your
round. Ooh! I am on it!

SHE SCREAMS

ESTHER AND MARTHA LAUGH

SLURRED: There will be the
patter of tiny flippers, Selwyn,

but we don't want you to be jealous.
In fact, quite the opposite.

It's about inclusion.
Exactamundo.

We want you to be
part of the family!

As long as he doesn't
get in a flap.

DUCK QUACKS Or duck his duties!

BOTH LAUGH

BOTH LAUGH DRUNKENLY

Uh-oh. Now we're in trouble.

Oh, Esther. Sorry, sir. We were
in a cab, but he threw us out

cos our chips were smelly. Ah.

And I had the chip-eating
idea on the boat.

Mm. We didn't mean to wake you up.
Well, er, do you need anything?

A glass of wine, or ketchup
for your chips? No, thank you.

Nice dressing gown, sir.

He's trying to tempt us.

So you're sure you
don't need anything?

Actually, sir, um, if it's
OK, I've finished my chips,

so can I get another cab? Oh?
What? I shall call you one now.

DUCK QUACKS

THEY LAUGH

SHE GROANS

LAUGHTER ECHOES

What is it? You
don't want to know.

Really? Mm.

SHE EXHALES SHARPLY

SHE GAGS

No. Just drink it.

Ugh!

SHE GULPS

Ah, Esther, good.
I've just had a call.

Belle Hammond was
assaulted last night.

Sir?

You drive.

♪ Everywhere I go, I think of home
and hope that all remains the same

♪ Oh, when you're
travelling, landscapes change

♪ The faces fade, no-one
here knows my name

♪ There will always be a fire
burning, waiting for your baby... ♪

BELLE: I just felt
a push from behind

and I fell forward. I remember
hitting my head on the pavement.

It was like a flash.

I started to get up, look
for my bag. Wasn't there.

I saw someone,

but they were wearing, like,
one of those balaclava things

and a hooded top.

I saw them run off. Is there
anything else you noticed

about this person you
saw? Anything at all?

It all happened so quick.

I'm sorry, I've just got
this splitting headache.

Should we come back
and do this later?

Would you mind? No,
no, of course not.

Erm, can I just ask,
what was in your bag?

Er, I did tell the
officer I spoke to in A&E,

and he suggested I write a
list. I'll get it for you.

RUSTLING

There's photos for most of it. I
had to have them done last year

for house contents insurance.
All except the medal.

That was Grandad's.

It's not really worth
anything, money-wise, anyway,

but I put an old photo of it in,
just so you've got everything.

What about cash, credit cards?
There was a bit of cash.

I've cancelled my cards. If
only everyone was so organised.

That's a grandad in the military.
OK, well, you get some rest,

take something for your
head, and we'll come back

when you're feeling better.
Thank you. Thanks very much.

See you. Take care
now. Thank you.

So, you know our station
review pack? What about it?

Where it says to list your
community projects... Yeah?

Well, I started a new
neighbourhood watch initiative!

What do you think?

"Stay vigilante." What?

I never knew you
were so artistic!

Can't show you ALL my hidden
talents, Kelby. You'd go blind.

The Chief
Superintendent will see

that we're actively
engaging with the community,

just like it says in the review.

You mean, because you fancy her,

you're hoping
she'll buy you lunch

to say thank you for a job well
done. Hey, I don't fancy her.

But... if she invites me for
lunch, not going to be rude.

Course not!

I'm still not convinced we
should rule out insurance fraud.

She could have got someone
to start the fire for her

when she was at the reading, and
we know she was looking to buy

a new car, so wrecking the old
one might speed that up a bit.

And the mugging? OK, so she
wouldn't be the first fraudster

to knock their head on a
cupboard to prove a fake mugging.

You know, Martha speaks
really highly of her.

They were at school together.
Doesn't mean she's not a crook.

Martha insists she wouldn't do
anything dishonest. I believe her.

Besides which, it doesn't make
sense. If it was an insurance fraud,

surely she'd just stage a burglary,
not three separate events.

True. There's something
more going on here.

There is.

Good Lord.

Does this seem
excessive to you? What?

The contents of Belle's handbag.
Three bracelets, two necklaces,

four watches...?! No-one
carries that much.

There must be a
reason. I'll call her.

Well, we did say we'd leave
her alone for a while.

One call. Two minutes.

PHONE KEYPAD CLICKS

HUMPHREY CLEARS HIS THROAT
Belle, sorry to disturb you...

Margo? Mm? Belle's road. Can we see
what cameras we have in the area,

please? Righty-ho. Thank you.

Sorry? No, no, leave it with us.

OK, bye.

SHE SCOFFS I don't believe it.

What? She went to Claire
Moss's house again last night.

And Grandad told
her she'd be mugged?

He said someone was going
to take her possessions,

so she was taking things
to a friend's house.

That's the third
accurate prediction.

First the fire, then
the car, then this?

Maybe you should go and see this
woman, Kelby, see how many fish

you're going to catch on your trip
or where they'll all be hiding.

Er, excuse me? I don't need
any help. It's about skill.

You know, you choose the right
fly to use to lure them out.

Why does this ring a bell?

Claire's house! The book shelf.

Half the books were
on the afterlife.

The others were all
coins. He's a numismatist.

A what? A numismatist.
It's a collective term

for coin and medal collectors.
But she said it was worthless.

Exactly, and who would
have told her that?

Margo, there's an auction house
in Exeter. Stabler's, I think.

Send them this image and
get a valuation, please.

Wait, you're talking
about Claire's husband.

They work in the same building,
remember? He told us himself

that he's the one who suggested that
Belle went to see her for a reading.

Why would he do that? Because
she told him that her grandfather

had just died. Yes. And what
if, during that conversation,

she told him about her
grandfather's medal?

Not knowing that
he was a collector.

I'm sure he told Belle
it wasn't worth much,

but then he did some
research and discovered

the medal was even more
valuable than he imagined.

You'd better take
a look at this.

Huh!

You're making me nervous.
Well, the next part depends

very much on what
you say next. Aye.

MOUSE CLICKS

Blimey O'Reilly!

It's a George Cross, one
with detailed provenance.

Sold at auction three
months ago for £190,000!

Remember that break-in a month
ago? I think that was Michael Moss,

intent on stealing Belle's
grandfather's medal.

But he couldn't find it.

He left, taking nothing, and
had to think of another plan.

To sell Belle the idea that her
grandfather was watching over her,

I think he needed
his wife, Claire.

Look, trust me. She'll
believe you. No, she won't.

Did he call you Motty? Yes.

I don't know if Claire Moss
has supernatural powers or not,

but I do believe she agreed to help
her husband set a trap for Belle...

You been in yet?
I'm next. Good luck.

To give her something
tangible to believe.

How was it? It was amazing.

Belle?

An older male? Has your
grandfather passed? Five weeks ago.

And while Belle was
talking to Claire...

Mike quietly slipped away.

Oh, no. Wait.

He's showing me something
else. What is it?

Fire. Fire.

And he is almost certainly
the mystery caller

who reported the fire
before it took hold

because he didn't want the
whole house to burn down.

Then, to convince her even more,
they staged one more thing.

Belle's car. I hope you don't mind.
Course not. I couldn't believe it

when Mike told me what happened.
I can't believe you told me

it was going to happen. We've no
way of knowing exactly what he did,

but by taking most of the air
out of just one of the tyres,

there was a good chance that
she'd either lose control

or get a blowout. AIR HISSES.

So with two of her
predictions coming true,

when Claire told her that
Grandad was warning her

that her valuables were about to
be taken, how could she ignore it?

They knew she'd try and
put them somewhere safe,

particularly her
grandad's medal.

Get what you need? I saw
skis on his garage wall,

so it's fair to assume he
would have a ski mask, too.

And with the bait laid
and the trap set...

BELLA SCREAMS ..when
she left her house,

Michael Moss was waiting for her,
knowing the medal was in her bag.

CLAIRE: I told you
this would happen!

Maybe she IS psychic, after all.

♪ Gold teeth and a
curse for this town

♪ Were all in my mouth

♪ Only, I don't know
how they got out, dear

♪ Turn me back into
the pet I was... ♪

BELLA: Grandad's ship was
torpedoed, September 1940.

He was in the middle of
the Atlantic. He was 19.

He found an officer on fire,
stripped the burning clothes off him

and put his own shirt on him.
Some of them made it back

to what was left of the lifeboat,
but Grandad, he swam back

to the wreck eight more times
to get people before it sank.

They were at sea for 16 days
before they were picked up

off the coast of Ireland.
Only 11 of them survived.

He said he was so cold,
he never got warm again.

He sounds like an amazing man.

He was.

He saved me, too.

I'm giving this to the War Museum.
They're going to print up his story,

put it in a case with some photos
so no-one will ever forget him.

That's such a good idea.
I can't thank you enough

for getting this back to
me. No, you are so welcome.

Maybe Grandad was looking down on
me after all. Yes, maybe he was.

♪ Had a dream in the
clean, fresh Falmouth blue

♪ Solid groundswell,
perfect weather

♪ In the middle, a
miracle came true

♪ The kindest man no
longer suffered... ♪

We're going Kitty Jay's. Martha's
taking Belle to celebrate,

and we're all invited.
I'll be there in a minute.

And then we're going karaoke. The
boss is going to sing Mick Astley,

whoever that is.

SHE CHUCKLES SOFTLY
They'll be OK.

We've got two lads here until
they're transferred to HQ.

I said

I'll be there in a minute. OK.

♪ Painkiller...

♪ Underneath a
silver mackerel sky

♪ You told me never
to say never... ♪

Can I ask you something? You
want to know if it was all a lie.

No.

Belle's grandad, that was

stupid.

Evil. I should have never let him
talk me into that. But the rest

it's true.

I have a gift.

♪ Painkiller

♪ Painkiller... ♪

I can help you talk
to him, if you want.

♪ Does your head hurt?

♪ Does your head hurt? ♪

KELBY: One of the fishing boats
has reported a body lost at sea.

It's Maisie. Oh, God!

That's my ex-husband, Jamie. Can
we ask about your relationship

with your step mum? And the
issues surrounding her will?

Do you ever wonder what would've
happened if we'd stuck it out?

You know, I think that's one of
my favourite things about you.

You don't think things are
going too fast, do you, Mum?

Get off him! Maisie's daughter
is the last piece of the jigsaw.

Have you lost your
mind? Look, it's fine!