All language subtitles for Granite.Harbour.S02E01.1080p.WEBRip.X264-SKYFiRE_Track03

SHIP HORN BLARES

DOOR SLAMS

METAL CLANKING

Who's there?

MEN SHOUT

Stop that man!
Hey! Come back here!

Come here.

MEN SHOUT

ECHOING SHOUTS

HORN BLARES

DOOR HANDLE SQUEAKS

SHE GASPS

Come with me.

Take this.

Where is Hassan? Where...?
Sh, sh.

Be quiet.

Cover your eyes and come with me.

Good. Take my hand.

Stand up.

SHE BREATHES DEEPLY

Where is my husband?

Move fast and be quiet.
Where is Hassan? Keep on moving.

DOOR SLAMS

TYRES SQUEAL, HORN BLARES

SHE BREATHES DEEPLY

SHE WEEPS

ENGINE TURNS OVER

CAR RADIO PLAYS

SIREN WAILS

CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS

LOCK CLICKS

CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS

MUSIC PLAYS

Oh, good evening, Grace.

I'm surprised to see you here.
Oh?

I didn't think you could afford
a ticket.

SHE CHUCKLES

I see your sense of humour
hasnae changed one bit.

You know, she's never forgiven me
for being head girl at school.

This is my nephew, Duncan.

GRACE COUGHS

Detective Chief Inspector MacMillan.

You were friends?

We...drifted apart,
I suppose you might say.

Aye.

I suppose you might.

His wife, Ruth.

Oh. I'm, er, I'm loving your work,
by the way.

Sorry? Oh, the wee mushroomy things
were spectacular.

Oh, thanks. The bistro's branching
into more corporate events.

Congratulations.

Tonight's refreshments are provided
free of charge

by the McFadden Family Group.

It's our contribution.

And all you ask for in return is
that the McFadden Family Group

get first dibs on any investment
opportunities.

We've put a proposal together.

As have most people here.

It's just the way the world works,
eh?

MOBILE PHONE VIBRATES

If you'll excuse me.

Please, take all the time you need.

MacMillan.

I'll be right there.

ON PHONE: Bart.

Good evening, DS Bartlett,
I think you mean.

Sorry. It's just a bit noisy
where I'm at right now.

Where are you?
What's up?

We're up. A body's been found on
the wasteland at John Street.

All right. Send me the location.
I'll be there as soon as possible.

Are you going to tell me
where you are?

Later.

84 minutes.

That's why I missed
my connecting flight.

Border Force? Border farce,
more like.

You need to keep your voice down,
Daddy.

Are you telling your father
what he needs to do?

Of course not.

Change of plans. Me have to put
you in a taxi to my flat.

What kind of welcome is this?
It's work, Daddy.

Is it urgent?
Emergency.

CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS

Overdose? Doesn't much look
like any addict I've ever met.

CAR PULLS UP

Evening, boss. Evening.

Erm, the deceased is a 50-something
Caucasian male.

Narcotic paraphernalia at the scene.

No ID, but the car is registered
to a Mr... Lucas Galloway.

You know him? Aye.

I was just at a party with his boss.

Oh, here's Mallick now.

DOOR BEEPS

Hey, you! Stop.

Stop!

Stop! Come here.

Hey, come here.

SHE GASPS

Nice of you to join us, Jay.

I've requested traffic cams and CCTV
footage of the surrounding area.

So our pal here is, er, old school.

In the '80s and '90s, he was
Billy McFadden's go-to enforcer.

Billy was pretty old school
himself, wasn't he? Absolutely.

I mean, he's been gone
a few years now,

but Grace is trying
this whole rebrand thing.

You know, the
McFadden Family Group's

an entirely legitimate
business. Is it?

MACMILLAN LAUGHS INCREDULOUSLY
No.

It's got a long way to go yet.

Shall we start the door-to-doors?

Folk tend to go a bit
Three Wise Monkeys in these parts,

so I don't actually know
how much good it'll do.

Oh, turn on the charm, OK,

but don't mention any names.

Nae word of Galloway's death
until we release it. OK?

See, none of this feels right to me.

Jay. Mm? I want you heading this up.
Of course, boss.

How far is Balmoral?

About an hour, hour and a half,
I'm not sure.

You never been?

Seriously?
Seriously.

There's a tour bus if you want
to get to know my hometown instead.

You're clearly settled in here,
Davis, but hometown?

I don't think so.

Full Scottish? Please.

That is breakfast?

Mm-hm.

For one person?
Yeah, man.

Impossible.

Me need to make a move. I wish
I could witness your first...

..tattie scone.

DAVIS CHUCKLES

Young lady, let me loose
in that kitchen,

I'll cook up a real breakfast
in no time at all.

Absolutely soaked.
Don't worry.

I'll grab you a glass of water
when we get in, yeah?

I'm not thirsty.

The doctor said you
need to stay hydrated.

Oh, doctors!

You used to want me and Naz
to go into medicine, remember?

You've done OK for yourselves.

He has a beautiful new car,
your brother.

DOOR CLOSES

Have you seen it?

Not yet, no.
Took me out for lunch on Sunday.

Lovely place. Very expensive.

Oh, did I tell you?
You mentioned it, Mum, yeah.

OK.
That's it.

There we go.
Oh, thank you.

OK. Oh.

Here.

Drink.

Right, you'll be OK?

Yeah, yeah. The guards are in and
out all the time.

They're not guards, Mum,
they're carers.

If you say so.

OK.

Speak to you later, yeah?
Yeah.

Preliminary autopsy results
on Lucas Galloway

showed that he died of a
massive ketamine overdose.

And I mean massive.

More than you would take
for recreational purposes.

So an accidental OD is unlikely.
Very.

And we can probably
rule out suicide.

Minor bruising and traces of blood
on the neck

revealed another puncture,
consistent with a syringe.

Mm. So someone's injected him
in the throat

and tried to make it look like
he died shooting-up.

Yeah, it seems the
most credible scenario.

If your aim is to take out a
major player in organised crime,

that doesn't seem very organised.

That's exactly what I was thinking.

There has been a spike in ketamine
use over the last few months,

particularly in conjunction
with cocaine.

They call it CK.

It's showing up a lot
in the streets, clubs.

The students are into it, too.
You got pals in narcotics, Bart?

I just like to keep
myself informed.

You know, it makes sense
if you're gunning for promotion, eh?

Oh, ho-ho!

Right, play nicely, boys and girls.

OK, so MDMA, cocaine, heroin,

we know that mainly comes up
from south of the border.

Same could be true of ketamine.

Are the McFadden family
involved in drugs?

Oh, aye.

They're involved, all right.

Yeah, but Grace likes to keep
all of that at arm's length.

You know, that's why she needed
someone like Galloway around.

Right, Monty. Anything from the car?

The GPS was turned off. Seems
he wasn't keen on being traced.

Oh, funny that, eh?

KNOCK ON DOOR

Yep?

Sorry, ma'am. There's a woman here
asking to see DS Bartlett.

Well, if it's not in connection
with this case...

She did say she knew DS Bartlett
and it was urgent.

Name's Katie Forsyth.

It must be about a year
that you've had this gig?

Yeah.
It feels a lot longer most days.

Katie, listen, it's great
that you've found something

you're so passionate about.

It's just, refugees, asylum seekers,
none of that's really our field.

Yeah, I'm not sure we can
help you with that.

Look, I get that I would normally
be below your paygrade,

and, yeah, I was called in to help
a suspected illegal migrant

arrested for shoplifting.
But I...

SHE SHOUTS IN FARSI

My passport! Entry card!

OK. It's OK. You'll get it back.
All right?

This is Mariam Faraki.

She's 26 years old,
six months' pregnant,

and she wants to report a murder.

Mariam.

This is Detective Constable Lindo.
I'm DS Bartlett.

Katie here is a friend of mine.

If you can tell us everything
that happened in your own words.

We were on a ship, hiding.

My husband, Hassan...

SHE SPEAKS IN FARSI

I was sick.

He said, you cannot be teshne.

He went for water.
She was dehydrated.

You speak Farsi?

A lot of interpreters went
in the last lot of budget cuts,

so I've been learning
for over a year.

Then he left.

SHE SPEAKS IN FARSI

Erm... She heard people shouting
and running.

They were angry.

How many people?

Four or five.

Did you see anything?

No.

Can you tell us the name
of the ship?

I do not know.

That is pretty common.

A dock worker, delivery driver,
sneaks people on board

and they hide out until
they reach their destination.

How did you get off the ship?

There was a man, he helped.

Can you describe him?

SHE SPEAKS IN FARSI

I was...scared.

And then I was, erm...

SHE SPEAKS IN FARSI

So she was given a blanket,

told her to cover her eyes
and led her to the harbour.

And then you went to the memorial.

The meeting point for you
and Hassan?

Memorial? Yes.

We agree, if we separate - memorial.

It's not enough.

Sorry.

What?!

There's no evidence that
a crime has been committed,

never mind a murder.

Hassan is dead.
How do you know?

Because he did not come back to me!

MARIAM SOBS

So as far as we know, the woman
travelled here with her partner

and by the time she reached,
her partner disappeared.

Well, it doesn't seem like there's
enough to justify an investigation.

I agree. The woman desperately
needs some help.

Well, desperate people do
and say anything.

I think she's telling the truth,
boss. Maybe not the whole truth.

I got the impression she was playing
her cards pretty close to her chest.

Yes, because she's all alone
in a strange country

and we don't know
what she's going through.

OK, OK, go down to the harbour.

But talk nicely to the
harbour master.

I need to try and avoid
any jurisdiction minefields.

And if he doesn't cooperate?
Well, then, you'll be scunnered.

That's why I said
talk nicely to him.

Right, come on, you two,
go, quickly.

Both of you.

Need you back on the Galloway case.

Chop chop.

I want you operating at
the full 100, so that...

Oh, I'm afraid we're closed,
Chief Inspector.

Don't be afraid, we're not hungry.
We're here to see Grace.

She around?

Inspector.

SHE SIGHS

Problem?

Oh, just Katie.

She's after an update already.

Got to admire her dedication.

How you know her?

I saved her life.

For real?
Yeah. I told you about it.

The heroin addict.
Oh, yes.

You stopped to help her, and Mallick
ended up getting the promotion.

In a nutshell.

MESSAGE ALERT

She really turned her life around.

Rehab, drug counselling,

now the refugee stuff.

MOBILE VIBRATES

You should be proud, you know?
Yeah.

MOBILE CONTINUES TO VIBRATE

No, I am, I just...

I can't help but
think she's wasting our time.

You can get that if you want,
I can charm the harbour master.

It's just my father.

Bit early to be calling
from Jamaica.

He's not in Jamaica.

WIND GUSTS

Where was he found?

His car was parked on wasteland.

Around John Street.

Would he have any reason
to be in that area?

Something work-related?

I don't know.

Visiting a lady friend?

As far as I'm aware,
Lucas wasnae seeing anyone.

So he was just there
on business, then?

Grace, let's not kid ourselves
on here.

Galloway's been on your family
payroll for forever.

Exactly.

So I'd appreciate a minute
to process the fact that he's dead.

And you'll appreciate that time is
a factor in a murder investigation.

You're certain he was murdered?

Well, unless he took it upon himself
to try ketamine for the first time

and massively misjudged the amount.

Lucas wasnae a drug user.

Was he a dealer?

You expect me to answer
that question?

We're trying to ascertain
if a lifelong friend

was involved in narcotics
and if that got him killed.

I think I might need
legal representation

before we go any further.

Only if you've got something
to hide.

Please, don't insult
my intelligence.

Wouldn't dream of it, Grace.

Lucas was a loyal family friend

on the verge of retirement.
Retirement?

How did he take that?
Is everything OK?

Far from it, Duncan.

Far from it.

LINDO: It has to be this one.
It's the closest to the main road.

Thank you.
Thanks.

Three vessels docked from Oslo
in the last 24 hours.

How long's your dad in town for?
About a week.

Are you going to pick his brains?

Can't hurt to have another
senior officer staying with you.

He is so annoying.

He wants a tour guide
and me have to work, you know.

Oh. Well, I can find something
for us to do.

Us?

It'd be better to show him around,
eh?

The Stolthet is the kind of size
Mariam described.

Right. Remember,
no throwing your weight around,

kicking down the door.

We only go where we're invited.

You think this is a waste of time?

I think there's a genuine murder
investigation under way,

and we're not part of it.
Hi.

Can we have a word?
Yes?

I'm Detective Sergeant
Lara Bartlett.

This is my colleague, DC Lindo

Would it be possible to ask
a couple of questions, Mr...?

Axel Berg is my name.

I'm the lasterom... I mean, the
cargo hold supervising officer.

Great.

Yeah, now is a bad time.

Busy time.

We need to see the captain.

Sorry, not possible.

Did you miss the part where we said
we were police officers?

Right. This way, please.

Would you say you were close?

Sometimes he'd tell me tales
of the old days with Grandpa Billy.

But I sort of outgrew them.

When was the last time
you saw Galloway?

Night before last.

He was in for a drink and
ended up having a few too many.

Ruth asked me to take his keys
and drive him home.

So if we were to find your prints
and DNA in a dead man's car,

you'd have a ready-made explanation.

Do I need an alibi?
I'm not a suspect, am I?

Well, two things we need to be at
the start of a murder investigation

is thorough and open-minded.

Oh, for heaven's sake, Cora, we were
both with YOU when Lucas was killed.

Is that enough of an alibi?

Time of death was a few hours
earlier, actually.

I was getting my
hair and nails done.

I like to make an effort
for a party.

And what about you?
Working from home.

Alone? Ruth was there, too, till
she had to go and supervise

the reception catering, anyway.

Look, see, I realise that this is
the McFadden brand image nowadays,

you know, the civic receptions,
the urban renewal.

But we both know that you're
still in the business

where a hostile takeover
can come with a body count.

Is this the start of a turf war,
Grace?

You tell me.

You're the detective.

SHE SCOFFS

I'm a little confused here, but am I
being accused of people smuggling?

No, Captain Nielsen.

No?

Then I don't understand.

We're acting on information
that a violent incident

may have taken place onboard
your ship shortly before you docked

in Aberdeen, involving a person
or persons travelling illegally.

Well, there was no such incident.

You sure about that?
Yeah.

I'm the captain of this vessel.

Nothing happens onboard this ship
without my permission.

It's a big ship.

Oh, yeah.

And a great responsibility.

It's a fascinating environment.

I'd love to have a look around.
I'm afraid that's not permitted.

You're the captain of the ship.

What's permitted is up to you,
right?

I have a duty of care to the
organisations who actually pay me

to transport their goods.
What kind of goods?

The manifest dictate every trip.

Right now, we are reloading cargo
for our return voyage.

And in 72 hours,
I believe we will be back on sea.

Mm. Not if we impound the vessel.

NIELSEN CHUCKLES

Obviously, I doubt
you have the authority for that.

Come on, I give you my word,
no laws were broken here.

Might take a bit more
than your word, Captain.

Yeah. Nevertheless, I insist
that you return to shore.

OK.
We can see ourselves out.

Yeah, I'm sure. But, you know, good
manners dictate that I escort you.

So, follow me, please.

Officer.

Wow. And I thought people in our
line of work were arrogant.

Whisky on his breath
at this time of day.

Yeah, I noticed that.

Maybe there's something heavy
on his mind.

Maybe he just loves a drink.

Does it even matter?

They'll be gone in a couple of days
unless Mac can find someone

with the clout to impound
this thing.

There must be a procedure, Bart.
Yeah, there is,

but step one is present evidence,
and we can't gather any

without permission
to search the ship.

So, we just abandon Mariam and
forget about her dead husband?

We don't know he's dead, Davis.

Can't even be sure he exists.

SOCO reports finding DNA of two
other individuals in Galloway's car

besides the deceased,
and fingerprints on the outside.

Neither are showing up
on our database.

One of them is almost certainly
Duncan McFadden.

He drove Galloway home
the other night.

Yeah, but he doesn't have a record.

You know, Grace has managed to groom
him to be the acceptable face

of the McFadden family business.

You think if this other person
was a rival gang type,

they'd be on file, no?
Well, possibly. Aye.

Right, anything else at the scene?

Yeah. SOCO found fibres
in Galloway's hair.

Right, but not in the car?

They're aligned to some minor head
injuries revealed in the autopsy.

Ketamine overdose
can cause seizures.

But if he was thrashing
around on the floor,

those fibres could be
from a rug or a carpet.

It would mean
he was killed elsewhere.

Well, we've got no leads for
where elsewhere might be, so...

Well, did you two make any
progress down at the docks?

Mm-hm. We speak to the
captain of the ship

that could fit the description
of Mariam's story.

"Could fit" it?

Arrival time matches.

I mean, we're going to need
more than that.

And the captain denies any incident
involving stowaways.

Of course. Historically, stowaways
were set adrift in a rowboat.

Let the sea decide their fate.

You don't think that still happens?

There have been some cases
in modern times.

Right.

Well, we've got no reason to believe
anything like that happened.

Well, if we had more time
to investigate, then...

Well, we don't. OK?

So let downstairs process Mariam
for the shoplifting,

and that will be the end of it.

I want you two to get Galloway's
keys from his personal effects

and go to his flat, OK?
Just see what you can find.

On it, boss.

Mallick, you can help Monty
trace that ketamine.

I mean, that is our murder weapon.

Boss. Got an idea, actually.

Do you, aye?
Can't wait to hear it.

Are you kidding me? Our
chief inspector doesn't feel

there's grounds
for an investigation.

So, find some. A man's dead.

We don't have any proof
Hassan was on the ship

or proof that he even existed.

Do you see this?

SHE SPEAKS IN FARSI

Her baby is her proof.

I didn't mean to...

I apologise.

We've arranged for a hospital visit
to check on the baby's welfare.

That's good of you...

And after that, you'll be formally
charged with shoplifting.

SHE SPEAKS IN FARSI

A van nearly hit her at the harbour.

Maybe the driver remembers her.

Prove that she was there,
that she's telling the truth.

It doesn't confirm
she was on the boat.

And it doesn't actually prove that
anything happened onboard, either.

We've done all we can.

I'm sorry, Mariam.

Monty.

Monty!

You have a minute?
Well, not really, but go on.

Make it snappy, Lindo.

Who's the best person to contact
to access CCTV?

Well, it depends where. Commercial
property? Residential area?

Er... The harbour.

Sorry, aren't you supposed to be
letting that non-case go?

Yes, we are. Come on, Davis.
Cool.

SHE MOUTHS

What is the point of getting
the harbour CCTV?

So there is something else
we can take to Mac.

I'm sure she'll be delighted.

You ready to give up?
It's not our decision.

OUR decision?

Wow, Bart, you really want
this promotion this time, huh?

Come on.

Bart, I'm sorry. It's a joke.

Maybe try DS Bartlett now and again,

just so we understand each other.
Of course.

It's 14. This is us.

Keys.

LOCK TURNS

OK.

Keep an eye out for any
drug paraphernalia, obviously.

And we should probably get some
rug and carpet samples on the...

SHOUTING

Stop! Stop!

Stay down, stay down.

BART SCREAMS

No!

LINDO GROANS

Come on!

EXASPERATED GROWL

Bart, are you all right?
Yeah. Go, get after them.

Go!

Oh!

EXASPERATED CRY

Jeez...

An upstanding member of
the community, no doubt.

Indeed.

How's your mum doing?

What?

Well, it can't be easy looking
after an elderly relative.

I remember towards the end
of my mum's life...

She's fine, thank you.

Well, does your brother
help out much? When he can.

Good. Good.

Oh, look.

Tut-tut.

Leave it there.

Anything I need
to be concerned about?

Do the words "plausible deniability"
mean anything to you?

Of course.

But I could have...

You fulfil a role
within this organisation,

within this family.

I need you clean,

far removed from anything
remotely criminal.

I knew Lucas.

And I'm nae a kid any more.
No, you're a grown-up.

So show some maturity.

Do I need to come round there
and serve myself?

If Grace is keeping you in the dark,
I think it's a good thing.

BANGS GLASS

I thought I kent everyone
on the drug squad.

Why doesn't that surprise me?

You are police, though, right?

What gave us away?

Didn't look much like a couple
trying to spice things up, so...

We're here on police business, yes.

Brilliant.

All right, this can go
one of two ways.

One, we take you in and charge you
with possession with intent to

supply, based on whatever's in
your pockets there.

You clam up, get a lawyer.

Well, whit's the other way?

You give us some drugs.
CK, to be precise.

Is this a shakedown now?

You just want free gear?

It's for lab analysis.

Look, you cooperate,
we'll be on our way.

HE SNIGGERS

Aye, OK.

Make sure it's the good stuff.
It's ALL the good stuff.

Business is booming, I take it.

No competitors to speak of?

Rivals encroaching
on your territory?

Folk ken better round here.

End of chat?

Mr Pierce, a known associate
of Lucas Galloway

and a long-term dealer
for the McFadden family.

According to Narcotics, the ketamine
spike started about six months ago

and shows no sign of letting up.

Matey boy over here is on to
a good thing.

No news of any turf wars.

If Galloway was killed by
a rival gang,

that must have been
their first move.

It's not out of the question.

I've sent the CK sample
off for analysis,

but we'll be relying on the cocaine
for anything distinctive.

Why is that?

Well, ketamine is a purely
pharmaceutical product.

You know, it's made on
an industrial scale.

It's not a compound, you know,
like crystal meth.

So any ketamine that you get
in the street,

it's probably come
from a legitimate source.

Is that our next step, then?

Contact hospitals, veterinarians,
pharmacies?

See if any ket's gone missing.

If the drug's been flooding the city
for a six-month period,

it must have taken more than a
one-off robbery or a dodgy vet.

Well, maybe there's a whole network
of dodgy vets.

Mm.

Anything to show from the flat?

Apart from your bumps and bruises.

We've taken carpet fibres
and sent them for analysis.

See if they match those
on the deceased's hair.

Well, that's something, potentially.

Well, as far as we could see,
there was nothing missing

but the laptop.
So either we disturbed them or...

Or that's exactly
what they came for. Mm.

Right, I'm going to need all hands
to the pump tonight. OK?

While I go and follow a lead, Bart,
you can help Monty and Mallick.

Davis... Mm? ..I want you
on the footwear database.

There's a footwear database?

Ha-ha! Oh, it's fascinating.

And sometimes productive.

SOCO found some decent footprints
at the crime scene.

I want you to find a match.

Great.

MALLICK SNIGGERS

Have fun with that, Lindo.

MALLICK LAUGHS

SARCASTICALLY: Heh, heh, heh.

HE SIGHS LOUDLY

You've never been to prison before,
have you?

I have not.

Ah, I don't think
you'd enjoy it much.

Isn't that the point of prison?

If I find out it was your men
who raided Galloway's flat

and assaulted my officers,
I'll see to it that you go down

for conspiracy to defeat
the ends of justice.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

No? No.

Well, there was no sign of
a break-in at the flat,

which means the guys
must have had keys.

And that suggests to me somebody
that Lucas was close to.

Somebody he'd leave a
spare set with.

We didn't have that kind
of relationship.

OK, well, maybe somebody
for the company

who built the flats he lived in?

The McFadden Family Group.

Oh.

SHE LAUGHS

See, this tightrope
that you're walking,

it won't hold forever, Grace.

When I was starting out,
my SIO, he nicked your dad,

but we couldn't make
the charges stick.

But I'm promising you now,

I'll make sure they stick for you.

Need a lift home?
My taxi's booked.

I get the impression you're
quite an, an organised person.

I try to be.

Aye, I mean, the bar seems
to run like clockwork.

Hopefully.

You must, well, see lots of things,
the hours you work.

I'm not sure I understand.

Well, you know,
people coming and going,

conversations, confrontations.

I prefer to mind my own business.
Huh?

Customers, they sort of insist.

What about family?

Family? Even more so.

CAR PULLS UP

This is me.

DOOR SHUTS

OK. Yeah, yeah.

Thanks for your help. Bye.

Having a productive evening?

Oh, massively. You?

Oh, it's fascinating.

I mean, I can see why they think
it's a stupid question.

If you'd had a load of ketamine
nicked, you'd have reported it,
right?

That's what I'm saying.

No luck with the trainers, then, no?

The ground near the car
was a bit of a short cut.

Lots of foot traffic. Six matches.

That's not bad.

The two men at Galloway's place
were wearing boots, right?

Oh, yes. I got a good look
at them when I hit the deck.

MOBILE PHONE VIBRATES

Mac wants to see me
in her office.

That's never good.

Have you been chasing
the harbour CCTV

instead of doing what
you were asked?

As well, not instead.

There's nothing to see, anyway.

No clear view of the van driver.

And no Mariam in sight.

Oh, so you got yourself
into bother for nothing, then?

I had to try.

Oh.
MACMILLAN LAUGHS

Oh, he liked that hat.

That was his favourite hat.
You can tell.

Boss.

Daddy, why you there?

Getting acquainted with
the Detective Chief Inspector.

Who is very charming, by the way.
Oh, thank you.

Your dad's brought us
some old photos.

Look. Aw, very bonny.

We've known from an early age
where his future lies.

He's a natural.

Well, it has been lovely to
meet you, but you must excuse me.

Of course.

Erm, you can't just show up
to my workplace, you know?

Ah, yes. I understand you're looking
at pictures of running shoes.

No, actually, Mr Lindo...
Grantley, please.

Actually, what I said was he's
cross-referencing crime scene

evidence with an analytic database.

Of course. I meant no offence.

I'll walk you out.

Well, I want you to know that your
son is a valued member of my team.

This has been a
wonderful experience for him.

I'm grateful for all you've done.

What was that all about?
Me don't like your tone, son.

I think you come to Scotland
to attend my graduation?

Not to embarrass me
in front of my boss.

That was not my intention.
Then what is, Daddy?

Me hoping you will see sense.

Hello.

You must be Davis's dad.

Good to finally put a face
to the name.

I've heard a lot about you.
All good, I hope.

This is Detective Sergeant Bartlett.

A sergeant, and you're in charge
of catering. Fish and chips.

These are for a prisoner.
Mariam's being transferred.

Who's Mariam to deserve
such special treatment?

She's a young woman that Davis
has been trying to help.

Anyway, hopefully I'll see you again
sometime.

Likewise, DS Bartlett.

Mm. Now I understand.

What?
You want me to come home.

That's what "see sense" means.

You're busy, and there's a
lot more we need to discuss.

DAVIS BLOWS EXASPERATEDLY

Well, it's nice of you to come
and wave her off into the system.

It turns out her passport's forged.

Look, she had no choice, all right?

Katie, it's out of our control now.

I've advised her to claim asylum.

Is Mariam even her real name?

What difference does it make?

You know where they take her?

The hostel on Powell Street,

with all the other lost souls.

OK.

Why are you acting
like you even care?

BART SIGHS

Come on.

Right, what have we got?

Not a sausage.

If any ketamine has been stolen
or sold off,

nobody knows about it,
or at least nobody's saying.

So we are looking at stuff coming
in from down south

or being smuggled in from abroad?

I'd say that's more than likely.

There is an option we could try.

All right, Monty,
don't keep us in suspense.

The Northern Region's
Procurement Service is responsible

for the ketamine in the first place.

They import to order and
then distribute amongst the NHS,

the private sector, veterinarians,
everyone.

Their records will show precisely

how much went to each hospital
and clinic.

So you cross-reference it
with the individual records

and see if any fail to match up.
Mm-hm.

As I said, it's an option.

Yeah, great.

Let me get the ball rolling
with the NRPS.

Yeah?
Yeah, I've got a contact there.

Fine. Yeah. Do what it takes.

RING TONE

Hiya.
Yeah, I need some information.

Are you busy?

Right. I'll see you soon.

WOMAN SHOUTING: I am going to
take two steps and have...

What do you mean, my safety?
My safety needs fresh air.

We have mental health.
We are human beings.

You cannot... I'm sorry.
You are not sorry.

Please go back inside.
Look, I am not a prisoner

and you are not my custodian. I wish
to step outside for fresh air.

You are not empowered
to restrict my movements.

Hey, yo, yo.

Let her go.
I'll accept full responsibility.

How nice of you, sir.

Did you prefer it
when I was scared and stupid?

Mariam, you asked us to trust you.

We were advised to be pathetic.

"Don't be confrontational,
Look for mercy and compassion."

Well, I did. And it puts me in a
hostel waiting to be deported.

My husband gone.

You make it almost impossible
for me to help you now.

The forged passport.

Without a forged passport,
I'd still be trapped

where women are killed
for showing their hair in public.

I'm from Iran.

I understand.

Do you?

Because I don't.

And I was born there.

And because I chose
to burn my scarf,

show my hair, and dance in public in
defiance of a tyrannical regime,

I am now an enemy of the state.

I am apart from my country,

my people.

Hassan and I decided we wouldn't
bring a child into a society

that punishes them
for how they're born,

especially if they're a girl.

But now Hassan is gone.

And I could be sent back there.

HE SIGHS

Me not going to make a promise
me can't keep,

but I believe you're
telling the truth.

I want you to know that.

It does mean something.

You believing me.

But what are you going
to do about it, detective?

CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS

Hey!

You're not allowed down here.

Keep your hands to yourself.

This is how you deal with people
you don't want onboard?

LINDO GRUNTS

That's enough, Axel.

The officer understands he has
no business onboard this ship.

It won't require force
to remove him.

Let go off of me.

I've already informed the
harbour master of this incident.

Efficient of you.

Elsa is our manifest director.

She's, er, responsible
for cargo security.

Does she know there's a lifeboat
missing?

She knows you're incorrect. Oh...

Because I think somebody
on this ship

put a terrified man
in a little inflatable lifeboat

and pretended they were letting
the sea decide his fate.

I believe the sea decides
all our fates, Detective.

What's that supposed to mean?

Captain Nielsen has nothing
more to say, Detective.

That right, Captain?

You'd better not say nothing.

OK. Have a good one.

PHONE KEYS BEEP

LINDO: Good evening, boss.

Could you repeat that, please?

Good evening, boss.

Ah. Right, no, I heard you the
first time, but I thought,

I mean, that cannae be right.

Well, me learn my lesson.

He doesn't treat me
like his superior officer.

He just does what
he bloody well likes.

I apologise. Good.

But, boss, listen, there's a
lifeboat missing from the Stolthet.

They're lying about what happened
onboard.

I don't want to hear, "But, boss,"
or anything about lifeboats, Lindo.

OK? I just want you to
follow instructions.

Understood?

Yes, boss.

Magic. OK.

Instruction number one.

I want you to forget about Mariam

and concentrate
on the Galloway case.

Have you got that?

Davis? I said, have you got that?

Loud and clear, boss.

PHONE KEYS BEEP

DOOR INTERCOM BUZZES

Cheers, buddy.

Relax, man.

No-one here speaks
Danish or Norwegian.

Another round, please.

No, no, no.

I saw the mother, Axel.

I saw her.

She was pregnant.

I couldn't leave her.

I had to help her.

Do you realise what you've done?

You don't have to tell me
what that means.

You put us all in jeopardy.

I made a terrible mistake.

You let her go.

You let her go.

It's Elsa.
I think we have a problem.

Can you come meet me?

THEY ARGUE

This is on you.

Good evening. I'm here to see...
Hey, you!

I'll take care of this reprobate.

Thanks.

So, to what do I owe this honour?

I need a favour.

Of course, anything. You know that.

Can you tell me what I need to know
about the importation

and distribution of ketamine?

Well, if I can't, I'll point you in
the direction of someone who can.

Good enough.
This way.

Er, Julie here will print off
the distribution lists.

And if you come back tomorrow,
I'll give you the guided tour,

answer any questions you have.
Thanks.

Actually, would it be too much
trouble to get those lists emailed

over as well, please?
Not at all.

Give me two seconds to make a call,
and I'll walk you out.

Yeah. I'll be...
I'll be right back.

Hey, keep an eye on him, Jules.

Here you are.
Thanks very much.

PHONE VIBRATES

Yeah, it's me.

The police are here
and they're asking questions.

They want information

about ketamine imports.

And...

..it's not just any cop.

It's my brother.