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You won't resign.

- Won't I? - No.

Everyone gets hacked off with the job now and then.

Have a moan, have a shag, back to business.

World according to Knobhead.

What's the point of carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders?

Doesn't get you anywhere.

Well, if you think about things, you will get depressed, won't you?

You wouldn't know about that

'cause sleeping, eating and breathing uses up all your brainpower.

Being a stroppy cow uses all yours.

I saw your mum the other day.

She'd love to see you.

My mum?

You saw my mum?

Yeah, I see her sometimes at me mum's.

She said she'd give anything to see you.

I think it'd be good for you.

Last week you tell me you've got a kid. This week you've got...

a message from my mum.

Exciting, isn't it, being with me?

No. What else?

Did you used to be a woman?

Mmm-hmm.

Why did he not tell you before?

'Cause he thought I'd go off the deep end.

Right.

He said he thought it'd be good for me. He's an idiot.

But he's not malicious, though, is he?

I've got enough shit flying around

without Sean McCartney tipping me over the edge.

You know, I don't think about her.

I deliberately don't let that woman into my head

and he's just...

I feel so wound up.

I feel ambushed.

- I had four missed calls from King Knob. - Aw.

What do you mean, "aw"?

He's just so bouncy, isn't he?

Keeps wagging his tail and bringing you sticks.

- Sticks? - In a good way.

You know the way you feel sorry for people?

It's really annoying.

Are you okay?

Ah, you didn't just drive into that bloody bollard, did you?

Do you need a hand?

No, thank you.

Oh, bad luck. It's just a pain, isn't it?

Okay, well...

Um, see you in a bit, then.

He thought it'd be good for you.

My mum has never been good for me.

He's got your interests at heart, even if he didn't get this one right.

Sean could be good for you, if you'd let him.

Oh, have a laugh. Swing from the chandeliers.

Exorcise Nick Savage.

Janet?

Yeah?

Is Rachel in there?

Yeah.

We just picked one up. I need you to deliver a death message.

Okay.

Gill says to meet her at the scene before you go.

That's where you're going.

Ugh. Gangland?

Do you want me to go?

No, I want Lee to go with her.

- What would you like me to do? - I haven't decided yet.

Well, I await my fate. Drive safely, Rach.

- Disclosure. - What about it?

That's what I'd like you to do.

For the whole investigation?

- It's a vital role. - But I'll be wasted.

It's not whether they did it or not that gets the conviction, Janet.

It's did we serve the right papers?

So, pending ID,

we're pretty confident our victim is Leon Foster.

Eighteen years old,

lives with his grandmother. Been a busy boy since he was 11.

Possession of drugs, possession of firearms, assault, you name it.

So, first impressions suggest it's gang-related, however,

the bullet wound to the head is very close range,

as you can see from the muzzle burn.

So how come Leon let his killer get so close to him?

He's also suffered some knife wounds to the body,

which, for operational reasons I won't be going into now

but as soon as I can, I will.

The good news is the body's on hard ground

and it hasn't rained on us, but the alley's covered in bits of rubbish.

- Good luck, Mr Exhibits. - Ta.

A gym bag was by his side. A gun was in it.

A Baikal. Looks like it's the gun that killed him.

Firearms are onto it. So, we're looking for a knife.

We're also looking for his phone. His cash and cash card were still on him,

which suggests theft wasn't a motive but...

And we're also looking for movement

away from the area between 2 a.m. and 6 a.m.

Who's on CCTV?

- Me. - It's all alleys and cul-de-sacs so...

- Push-bike paradise. - Yeah.

Was Leon on his own? Was he in a group?

Who are his associates? Who are his enemies?

Why did the killer leave a gun? Which is currency.

What are you on, Janet?

Um, Disclosure.

Leon Foster is, if not a member of, then affiliated to, the Belmont gang.

So, what were the YCCs doing in the early hours of this morning?

We need to move fast on this one. If it is a gang killing,

we could be back here tomorrow with a tit for tat.

Plug your brains in. Keep your minds open.

We have a duty of care.

Mrs Filbey,

we'll take you over to the Chapel of Rest, which has a glass wall.

Leon's the other side of that glass.

He's lying down, he's covered with a sheet

and you'll see a bandage round his head which we've put there.

It is my Leon.

It is.

He was a good boy. Sweet.

No trouble in his life.

I understand if this is too soon for you, Mrs Filbey,

but we'd like to ask permission to search your home.

Just to see if there's anything there

that'll help us understand what happened to Leon.

I'll just have to trust you.

We've had the report from the North West Firearms lab.

The marks on the fired shell casings match the gun.

The gun's a match with a previous shooting in Wythenshawe.

Good. Why have you made Janet Disclosure Officer?

She's good with paper.

- Among other things. - Everyone has to take turns.

Yes, technically, they do.

Very good.

Just didn't want you to bump into us.

Yeah, I got that.

Yeah, 'cause sometimes, even if something's pretty big and like,

been there for years, you can still bump into it anyway.

- Yeah, yeah. Okay. - Glad that's over. I nearly melted.

It's a very clean cut, isn't it? Like it was cut off with one action.

One cut.

I wonder if they took it or disposed of it?

Oh, it's here.

Pushed down his throat.

Micky's with Excalibur so he's got all the current intelligence

on gang disputes and gang affiliations.

Make the most of him.

Right. Could someone shut that door, please?

Thank you.

So, following the post-mortem, after Leon Foster was shot...

Take a deep breath, gentlemen.

His penis was cut off and shoved down his throat.

I'll file that under "horrified hysteria", shall I,

as opposed to "callous glee"?

Definitely.

Four people from the post-mortem and the nine of us here now,

in this room, are the only people who know this information.

Preserving the integrity of this information means

if and when it crops up in any intelligence,

we'll know it's of the highest order.

Compromising this information, blabbing,

could bugger up absolutely everything

and trigger a copycat trend none of us want.

Anyone unclear?

Good.

So, Micky, that MO doesn't seem very gangish to me.

What are you thinking?

It's, yeah, extremely unusual.

I'm thinking, is it saying he's gay?

A gay gangster. That's a new one.

And it might not be literally "Leon Foster is gay".

What the killer could be saying is, "Leon sucks dick."

As in, he's weak. As in he's a...

A pussy. As in he's a girl?

What if the killer is a girl?

A girl that he knew so he let her get close to him?

Well, yeah, but that would also be highly unusual.

You see, these girls are on the fringes of gang life.

They're not central.

They enable. They hide guns, they hide drugs.

You get girl gangs, sure you do, but this is not girl gang turf.

This is Belmonts versus YCCs.

I think your alley's interesting. It's in an interstitial area.

In-between.

So the killer may be being intentionally confusing about turf.

Excuse me. Hi, Jim.

That close-range shot could fit with a contract killing.

Maybe. But getting an outsider in makes your crew look weak.

And why let a contract killer get close up?

- You wouldn't know who they were. - They're on red alert, these lads,

they're going to suspect everyone.

Unless it was a friend.

Or a girlfriend.

Whoever did it could use a gun.

Lewis Cole was in a cell last night.

So if it was YCCs versus the Belmonts, they've done it without their main man.

Right. Okay, Andy. Two tracks, running parallel, equally viable.

Gang-related killing. Non gang-related, personal killing.

Who was Leon Foster?

Who was he close to? Male and female.

What was he up to? Who was he up to? And where the hell is his phone?

He might as well have locked me up in a bloody tower.

He's trying to split us up.

It's only to get at me.

Resign. I'm gonna.

Why did you join the police?

To put the bad guys away.

Don't knock it. It's the same for all of us,

except for the sad sacks who joined to order other people about.

But I'm not talking about them.

Do you really think that the CPS, if they'd had a choice,

would have let Nick Savage walk?

Do you think that they specifically set out to let Rachel Bailey down?

It's like Sean and your mum.

You seem to think that people are organised enough to be out to get you.

And that is A, not very likely and B, just not very mature.

- The hole puncher of your dreams. - Oh, thanks, Kev.

Must've been a mighty sharp knife to slice his knob off.

Kevin Lumb!

If you ditch the job that you do so well because of this,

it's game set and match to the bad guys.

- Maybe it was a laser. - Pow!

What did Lewis Cole have to say for himself?

Well, he's bricking it about reprisals.

He knows he can be ruled out 'cause he was banged up,

but he's adamant Leon Foster's murder has nothing to do with the YCCs.

Never known Lewis Cole talk before, so that's interesting.

Well, his mother's front door has just been shot at.

- Excalibur's onto it. - So it's back to gangs.

You know what niggles? We're getting in no intelligence about Leon Foster.

It doesn't fit with gangs. You tasked your informants?

Yep, Micky Timpson's tasked his.

CCTV?

One kid hopping on a push-bike. Clear as mud.

The three people in Leon's car when we stop-checked him six weeks ago

are Reno Matthews, Chantelle Deen, Daysha Kaye.

Chantelle Deen is one of Leon Foster's baby-mothers,

Daysha Kaye we've never come across

and Reno Matthews is a Belmonts stalwart, high ranking.

Good. Go. Talk.

No, I'm not in the mood.

- Oh, moody moody, mardy mardy. - Fuck off.

- Look what I've got. - No.

Go on, put the kettle on, we'll have look at them together.

- Who says you're coming in? - I do.

- You're not. - Oh, yes I am.

- Sean. - I am coming in. I am coming in!

Wait, no...

- Hiya. - What are you doing?

Sean is breaking and entering.

I just want to show you some photies! Both of you.

Get off me!

Wow.

House looks tiny.

It was.

Dad with hair!

Dad with hair.

Mum. So young.

She... She looks...

- Looks like you. - No, she doesn't.

What is that?

Why are we all suited and booted?

- We were going to Ginny's wedding. - Oh, yeah.

Which was... just after my 12th birthday, 'cause I'd got those shoes for it.

And two weeks before Mum walked out on us.

So when she stood there, smiling, she must have known.

Look!

If you wore that now, you'd get battered!

He's brung me another stick.

Two weeks before she buggered off with her fancy man.

Oh, my God, Rach, she doesn't half look like you.

She doesn't just look like me,

Janet Scott of Scotland Yard, she is me. She's 32.

Well, that's, you know, it's pretty...

You know, it's a pretty big...

Pffft.

- Me with three kids. - Yeah, well, that is a...

Pffft.

Pffft! Pffft!

Rachel, Pete's waiting for you.

How's it going?

Um, fine. Not too taxing, filing.

In a cupboard.

Gwyneth, Nigella, Rhianna, Adele...

- What are you doing? - I'm counting my baby-mothers.

- Chantelle Deen? - Yeah?

I don't see him much no more.

You didn't see him at all? He only lived two streets away.

Well, I seen him round sometimes, yeah.

When would you see him?

- Would he come and see Natasha? - Uh-huh.

So did Leon have a set day of the week for that or...

- She's gorgeous. - Uh-huh.

- Just had her first birthday? - Mmm-hmm.

When was the last time you saw Leon?

Can't remember.

Did you hear of any arguments? Any trouble he was in?

No.

Is that the kind of thing that he might talk to you about?

No.

You were in a car with Leon a couple of weeks ago,

that's how your name popped up.

Mmm-hmm.

Reno Matthews was also in that car.

Is he a friend of yours?

- Do you know him? - I know who you mean.

- So you don't know him well? - No.

I told you I didn't want to see your face! Get back to bed!

It's not rocket science. Stick a condom on.

Tell the one with the dick to stick it on.

Or she could stick it on his dick.

Hi, DC Bailey, Manchester Metropolitan Police Major Incident Team.

This is DC Readyough.

Um, it's nothing to worry about.

As I'm sure you know, we're making inquiries

- into the murder of Leon Foster. - Sure.

We were hoping to talk to...

Daysha Kaye. Is she in?

She is. I'm Kriss, Daysha's brother. Come in.

Thanks.

Daysha, it's the police making inquiries about Leon.

Hello.

Yes, I was in the car.

I didn't tell you about it 'cause I was embarrassed, sorry.

That is news to me. That you'd go anywhere near Leon's car.

It was crazy. I was walking back from school,

it was raining and my bag was really heavy

and Leon drives by and stops and asks me if I want a ride home.

So, I go, "Okay, thank you, that would be a relief, actually."

And then five minutes later we get stopped.

Right, exactly. Thank you. That is why you don't go there.

I don't. I know.

Can you name the other two people in the car?

No.

But you were friends with Leon?

Well, I've known him since primary. I've known him all my life,

but I go to school so I don't see him much.

But he only lived two streets away.

Yeah, but I go to school.

Can we explain it?

It's two worlds.

The kids who get out like I did,

the kids who are going to get out like Daysha.

Those kids go to school, keep clean.

And there's the kids who get lost and go the other way, like Leon did.

We're trying to build up a picture of Leon's private life.

We had a chat with Chantelle Deen,

that's the other girl in the car with you, actually.

Has Leon got any other children?

He's got an older kid but the mum moved down south.

And is there anyone else at all that you know of?

Constant stream of girls, far as I can see.

- Thanks again, Kriss. - No probs.

Listen, when you come to take your police tape away,

don't just tear it, leaving bits behind.

When you take it away, really take it away.

Can I ask you something? Confidentially.

Have you ever heard any suggestions about

Leon having relationships with men?

No way.

Okay.

I've a caller with sensitive information.

Wants a female officer. Everyone's out.

Put it through, thanks.

Hello?

A young girl rang me today,

she'd just seen one of your posters about Leon Foster.

She was very distressed.

She told me that a month ago

she was at a party and she walked into the wrong room and saw her brother,

who's 12 years old, being sexually abused.

Right.

Well, this girl was only in the room for a few moments but she said

there were about five lads in there and one of them was Leon Foster.

She also recognised Reno Matthews. Well, she said they were arguing.

Reno had a knife and now Leon's dead.

Okay, so are you saying that this 12-year-old boy,

the brother of the girl that rang you,

was being abused by one or some of these lads?

No, it was a line-up.

That's what they call it when a group of lads line up

and a girl performs oral sex on each of them in turn.

- You knew that term? - Yeah.

Okay.

Well, performing oral sex on a 12-year-old boy is sexual abuse.

Yes, it is.

So, this girl that was doing it, she was doing it voluntarily?

Very possibly.

It can be seen as a flattering thing to be chosen.

So, okay.

So, you're saying that the girl involved...

Daysha. The girl who was abusing the 12-year-old boy

is called Daysha Kaye.

And this was at a party a month ago?

Yeah, she said it was at a baby's party.

It happened at a baby's party?

- You don't seem very shocked. - I've seen it all with the gangs.

And the girls just accept it because they have no respect for themselves.

So I'm depressed, but I'm not shocked.

- Tell me everything she told you. - Okay.

Is your skirt rolled up?

Why?

Is it?

Everyone rolls them up.

I don't care. Roll it down.

This is normal.

- Have you rolled it up twice? - Mum,

what is your problem?

Who's it for?

Eh?

Who have you rolled your skirt to your navel for?

Do you want to issue an open invitation?

Everyone does wear 'em like that, Mum.

- It's a free country. - No, it isn't,

it just pretends to be.

Did you wake Granny up like I asked you to?

No.

Roll it down.

Menopause.

How would it work? If it happened.

However you want.

- And where would it be, this reunion? - Wherever.

Yeah, but where?

Uh... that garden centre by the roundabout.

It's got a tea room.

You're ridiculous. Goodbye.

The shots fired at Lewis Cole's mum's door

were fired by infant delinquent wannabe dickheads

who formed their own crew precisely a week ago.

They're nothing to do with this.

So, the non-gang version of Leon's murder still has legs.

Thanks for the heads-up last night, Janet.

Tell us what you got.

Uh, well, according to Trina, a youth worker who rang in yesterday...

So Daysha Kaye was involved in this line-up at this party,

performing oral sex on these lads. Five of them.

So, what Leon's killer did to him after shooting him

is either one hell of a coincidence

or the killer is making a reference, possibly,

to what Daysha was possibly forced to do.

The party was at Chantelle Deen's house,

to celebrate the first birthday of her baby Natasha,

who is her baby to Leon Foster. And her other kid, who's three,

is her baby to Reno Matthews.

- This party was a month ago? - Yep.

So, if the murderer's referencing this line-up, why now?

Why has the killer waited a month? Because whoever did it,

and there's three people right there who have potentially got a motive,

Reno, Daysha and Chantelle,

whoever killed Leon did something you'd have to be pretty inflamed to do.

Or, someone got very cold and very clever and planned it.

Daysha Kaye's clever.

And 16. And a bookworm. And has no previous.

Kriss Kaye does. Her brother.

I've checked it out.

Well, he more or less told us he was in with the YCCs 10 years ago.

Took himself off to Wrexham, cleans up his act,

only comes back here two years ago.

He's very protective. He parents Daysha, basically.

If she told him what went on...

I can't see her doing that.

He'd know how to use a gun.

Yeah, so the gay theory,

well, it just doesn't seem to stick.

I get the impression that Leon Foster is about as macho as they come

and I'm wondering if that's exactly what he got it in the neck...

- And dick. - Kevin.

For.

Chantelle claimed that she couldn't remember the last time she saw Leon.

There's no mention of any party.

She's massively connected with both Leon and Reno

and acting as if she isn't. So if you're looking for personal,

I think she's up there.

All we know about the party and the line-up is based on what a child

told this Trina Janet went out to talk to yesterday.

So before we get any further, can we see what Daysha's got to say about it?

Be great if Janet could meet her.

Why?

Well, she's not your average 16-year-old.

She's weirdly together. It feels like a shield.

I think Janet'd get her.

Janet to go with Rachel, then, if you can spare her, Andy.

Pending that chat with Daysha, let's see how interesting the brother looks.

Let's have another chat with Chantelle.

Let's keep looking under rocks for Reno.

Let's search those routes home from the crime scene,

we're still missing a knife.

In fact, Andy, stick Kimberly on Disclosure, she's mad for it.

Get Janet back on the job.

Do you want to report what happened that night?

No.

Because?

I don't want my brother to know. I want it to go away.

The trouble is, Daysha, I don't think it is going to go away

because the youngest lad in that line-up is only 12 years old.

And if his family decide to involve the police, if,

you could be investigated for the sexual assault of a minor

and possibly be placed on the sex offenders list.

He would be the victim?

Well, hypothetically, if it was me looking at that case,

a 16-year-old girl and a 12-year-old boy in that situation,

I would want to know exactly what the circumstances were.

Was she being coerced? Was she under duress?

Those could be mitigating circumstances

and they could make a very big difference.

Does that make sense?

Yeah? So...

We're going to do our very best to untangle this situation,

but in order to do that

we need you to come back with us and chat a bit more.

Okay?

The girl said that Leon and Reno argued while all this was going on.

They were arguing about who would go first with me.

The girl also said that Reno had a knife.

He didn't use it.

It was just to make sure I did what they said.

Would you like to talk to somebody about what happened?

I know what happened.

A nice girl looked for excitement and got out of her depth.

The thing is everyone in that room apart from me thought it was okay.

Even Chantelle.

You have that. I'll go and tell Gill we're coming.

I'll just have half of one.

Janet.

What were you playing at yesterday going out to the community centre?

Nobody else was about. It sounded important.

You should have cleared it with me.

I made a judgement call. It sounded urgent.

So I would have cleared it.

Well, maybe I didn't ask because I thought you'd let the inquiry suffer

in order to make a point.

You didn't fill me in afterwards.

By the time I got back, everyone had gone.

You didn't book off.

I forgot. I went home, I rang Gill.

Should've rung me. Chain of command.

You'd have only rung Gill. I had to write it all up.

You didn't give me the heads-up this morning before the briefing.

I looked like an idiot.

Everything I did was operationally practical.

Hey, Pete!

Interstitial cheese and pickle.

I don't know why people say you're thick.

I think you're ignoring me because it suits you, Janet,

because you know you did wrong and you feel guilty about it.

You did not keep me in the loop, which you are supposed to do.

Yeah, well, given that I got some important information

and I'm not even on Disclosure any more, it all seems a bit by-the-by.

- It is not fucking by-the-by! - Yes, it is!

- You have to do as I say! - No, I don't!

I'll tell you what you have to do. You have to back off!

I'm sick of it!

Well, you were all over it till you were sick of it.

- You treated me like shit! - Andy. Janet.

In here, now.

They've got to recover from that.

They've got to take orders from you tomorrow.

How on earth have you let things get so out of hand?

I don't know.

I know it's a mess, I know that I've disappointed.

But things have gone wrong on an inexplicably huge scale and, um...

I can't fathom it.

Can you let me have a minute with Andy, please?

Yeah.

Are you okay?

Uh, yeah. Sorry, I got cut off.

Janet.

Rachel!

Give us the skinny on Daysha Kaye.

Never tried saying that before. Don't think I like it.

What did Daysha say?

A few years ago, I was in a relationship.

I was married, in fact.

- Married? - Yeah.

You never said.

No, well, um... It broke down.

Disastrously.

Why?

I'll tell you one day, when we've more time.

I'd like to.

Anyway, after it broke down, I did, too.

You had a breakdown?

Andy, all of this. You never said.

When you walked through that door three years ago,

12 years after I'd last seen you,

I thought everything happens for a reason.

I'm sorry if I've been intense.

I'm sorry if I scared you.

I never said because I couldn't tell you some of it

without telling you all of it.

And I didn't want you to think of me as...

as damaged goods.

I understand.

Daysha's adamant that she hasn't seen Leon or Reno since the party

and she's desperate to keep what happened to her secret

from her brother Kriss but what if he's found out anyway?

What if someone's posted something online and he's seen it?

- I think he'd go to battle for her. - We can rule Reno out, he was in A&E

the night Leon was killed, keeping a mate company.

- They've got him on CCTV. - Andy.

Can we get a warrant to search Kriss and Daysha Kaye's address, please?

Certainly.

Carry on.

Hi, pal.

Hello.

What did he say?

We sorted it out.

Good. I'm glad.

I've, uh... I've picked up a message from Trina.

That 12-year-old boy was six foot.

Taking part in the line-up was his gang initiation.

He's got footage of it on his mobile phone.

His family won't engage with the police

so we should tell Daysha that they won't be pressing charges for sexual assault.

Do you think she could've done it?

Anyone's capable of murder.

Just because Godzilla's got that etched on her forehead doesn't mean it's true.

She wants me to interview Chantelle.

Not because I'll do it well or anything, obviously.

She says I'm less stroppy when I'm busy.

- You haven't been stroppy for hours. - I know.

I told her it wasn't stroppy, it was disillusioned with the system.

What did she say?

"Get a life."

Oh! Hello.

Sorry. I thought I'd miss you.

Oh, right.

Girls seem well.

Good. Um, yeah, yeah. They seem to be.

- Good. Okay, I'll get off, then. - Okay.

I'll give you a ring about pick-up time on Saturday?

- Okay, thanks. Bye. - Bye!

- What's happened to you? - Oh. I slipped on the stairs.

Oh, Mum.

Adrian's been looking after me.

He was dropping me back after swimming

and Gran was just sat there in the hall on the floor.

He's been absolutely wonderful.

- Do you think we should go to A&E? - I've already been. It's only a sprain.

Dad was brilliant, Mum.

Mum.

Sorry. Hello.

Miles away. What?

I don't want to go to Exeter.

- I know it's a long way. - No, it isn't that.

You'll be fine when you get there, you'll love it.

It's a proper good old university.

- It isn't that. It's, um... - You'll see Orla.

God, you've got iPhones and Skype.

When I was your age, when you went away, you really went away.

We didn't even have mobile phones! We just had... stamps.

And pay phones.

I want to be a police officer.

Good. Fine.

Get a degree.

I've applied to be a PCSO.

I applied six weeks ago and they've... They've accepted me.

You've got a place at a really good university, Sammy.

I want to be a police officer.

The future, in the police, is with a degree.

No. You always said that wouldn't work, Mum.

You've always said you've got to

work your way up through the ranks, otherwise...

Otherwise people'll just think you're a twat.

Is this your dad? Is this his big dozy idea?

"What's good enough for me..."?

- No. - What, then, what?

Do you want to end up like him? Do you want to be like him?

No, Mum.

I want to be like you.

Look, how long's this gonna be?

Look, I'm sick of waiting, I've got two kids here,

a crying baby, how long's it gonna be?

- She had no one to leave them with. - Who's "she"?

- Hello, Natasha. - Mummy'll be back in a minute.

Ooh. Um, Chantelle. Have you got any nappies with you?

Well, if you're put into a police car, you don't have nappies on your mind.

Okay, I'm sure we can find some somewhere.

So we've got this film from this young lad's phone

of this line-up in your house, at Natasha's party,

and we can see that you're in the room, at the back.

You're welcome to watch it if you want.

Well, if you can see me there I'll probably see me, too.

So, the starting point of this interview

is different from the last time we spoke,

because that time you told me that you couldn't remember

the last time you'd seen Leon.

And you also didn't tell us that Reno was Kelly's dad.

So, now,

the impression I'm getting is that you were heavily involved

with both these men, 'cause you've been in relationships with both of them,

had babies with both of them.

So, well, I'm thinking that you may know more

about why Leon was killed than you suggested.

What are you thinking?

"The bitch is looking down on me."

- No, I'm not. - You all do.

I don't look down on you. I don't look up to you.

I'm pretty much looking straight at you.

I think you've been shafted. I think that you wait in your house,

looking gorgeous,

hoping that some useless excuse of a man, boy,

will turn up and make you feel special or safe or both.

And they never do.

'Cause they're too busy pretending they're walking the streets of LA,

when most of them never got as far as Blackpool.

Meanwhile, you are left holding two babies

when you're only a baby yourself, is what I'm thinking.

- You don't know my life. - Nope.

So, on the film, you're not actively involved,

you're just on the sidelines.

What was going through your head?

Nothing.

Well, what did you think about what was happening to Daysha?

She gave herself the opportunity.

She went into the room. She didn't get raped.

A line-up's a crime. Did you know that?

Mr Kaye!

I'm DC Lumb,

Manchester Metropolitan Police Major Incident Team.

I've got a warrant to search your property.

- Can I come in? - You're wasting your time.

If you want to find something criminal, look in a criminal's house.

What did you think about Leon and Reno doing that to Daysha?

Nothing.

Why were you in there?

What did the lads think about you being in there

while they were doing that?

I don't think they knew I was.

You're quite hard to miss.

They got their new toy.

They're not looking at me.

They got their schoolgirl, flat like a boy.

So what did you think of that? About not being involved?

Who wants to be involved in that?

No, I know, I...

I just got the feeling that you minded being passed over.

- Dropped. - Dropped, then.

How was that?

Being dropped?

That must've felt pretty rubbish,

when they dropped you.

Lucky me to be dropped.

I would say so, yes, lucky you.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

There wasn't a lot in it for you by the sound of things,

even before you were dropped.

I don't take any shit.

- You did. - I never took it.

No one pushes Chantelle around.

I... I had you down as a victim.

- I'm strong! - You're not gonna take all that shit?

Why should I? Why should I keep taking that?

Getting stuffed. Passed around. Stuffed with babies.

I can't go nowhere, I can't do nothing.

No. They should try it.

See how he likes it.

He can take it, he can try it pushed down his throat!

Try what pushed down his throat?

I tell you what we're going to be doing now, Chantelle.

We're going to be searching your house.

And what we're going to be looking for is...

We're going to be looking for a knife.

And we're going to be looking for Leon's blood.

Maybe on your shower gel bottle, maybe on your keys.

And we're going to be looking in your bins

for anything that might have been used to clean up.

So it'll still have traces of blood on it.

Do you think we're going to find anything?

No.

So!

CSIs are having a lovely time in Chantelle's bathroom.

In the bin... What happened with the kiddies?

Social Services picked them up. She said there was nowhere else.

Mitch. Tell us about baby wipes.

PolSA found a bundle of 'em in a bin on Chantelle's route home from the alley.

Very bloodied.

There's blood on the hinge of a tub of baby wipes in Chantelle's bathroom.

Same distinctive fragrance, so pending analysis...

- Pete. - Got it enhanced.

Thought it was a cap underneath this lad's hood

but I reckon it's a ponytail.

And that's how she wears her hair, isn't it?

What was in the bin?

A positive pregnancy test.

Says two to three weeks on it.

Barely faded, so recent.

I'm guessing it's Leon's baby. I'm guessing that accounts for why now.

Sounds about right.

Hello, it's me.

You're probably still in with your Year 10s from hell.

Um...

Thanks for looking after Mum last night, which you really played down.

Um, she was very touched. And so am I.

Um...

Bye. Uh...

Uh, see you Saturday. Bye.

We're okay, aren't we?

Yes. Course. Course we are.

Back to normal.

Back to normal.

Chances are she'll have Leon's baby in prison.

She had the first two in prison, if you ask me.

I still don't understand

if she was raging because she was thrown out of the kingdom

or raging because the kingdom was shit.

Both.

If this was the Wild West, I'd let her go.

It's a good job you're not the sheriff.

- Ah, hello, Mrs Bailey. - Sharon.

- Sharon. Nice of you to join us. - Mmm.

I'm just getting used to her before I meet up with her.

- You're going to do it? - Yep.

I took the long view. You know, the long, mature one, as I do,

and I thought, "Fuck it."

Shall we have men?

You go on.