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Shaf, can you get onto the council

and find out who owns
number 62 Milton Avenue?

- Sowerby Bridge?
- Yeah.

- Boss?
- Catherine.

- Have you got a minute?
- Sure.

Okay. So, I saw this lad, Tommy Lee Royce,
I've been trying to catch up with him

for a few days,
he's just done eight years, drugs.

I was hoping to give him
the welcome-home speech.

So, anyway, I knocked on at this house
where I know he's been dossing.

No answer, but I had reason to believe,

so I accessed the property
via ways and means and...

I found blood in the cellar,

a chair covered in gaffer tape,
like somebody'd been tied to it,

a pair of knickers on the floor. So, that
and knowing what a charming young man

Tommy Lee Royce is
makes me want to get a CSI...

SOCO, CSI, whatever we're calling them
this week.

Get one of them in there

to take a few swabs, a few photos
and find out what's going on.

Okay-

- What, so that's...
- Yep.

Oh, did you go to the H-MIT
briefing in Halifax this morning?

I did, yes.

M-CET's worked out
there were two vehicles involved.

Pathologist says
she was crushed to death.

Run over.

More than once.

There was plenty of debris
on the road, paint fragments,

fragments from the number plate,
tyre marks.

They'll soon identify what make,
model, year of manufacture.

Endless phone calls from the public.

They won't get far, you watch this space.

How is everyone?

They're gutted, they're in shock.

Are you all right?

I'm fine.

Effed off, insecure, neurotic
and emotional, I'm fine.

But other than that, yeah.

You better get onto the CSI, then,

see what this Tommy Lee Jones
has been up to.

Yeah, it's Royce. Tommy Lee Royce.

Julie Mulligan.

Registered freeholder of 62 Milton Avenue.

Her address is Upper Lighthazels Farm.
Thornton Clough Lane, Soyland.

Her mobile number, do you want it?

Put a request in for a CSI to meet us
at Milton Avenue as soon as.

Then I want you to get up there,
tape it off and wait for them, okay?

I was going off on the house-to-house
with this lot.

- For Kirsten.
- Do this first.

And knock on a few doors.

See if anyone's seen any comings
or goings, or heard anything.

And trawl the box, see if
we've got anything on the address.

Did the boss go to
the H-MIT briefing this morning?

Yeah, she was run over. More than once.

Crushed to death.

- Hello. Am I speaking to Julie Mulligan?
- Yes.

Hiya. This is Sergeant Cawood here,
down at Norland Road police station.

There's something
I think you might be able to help me with.

I'm just wondering
if I could pop in and have a chat?

- Yeah.
- Are you all right?

Why? When? Has something happened?

Any time. Soon. Now.

- Put your head between your knees.
- Hello?

Right...

The thing is, Nevison...
The thing is, I may be wrong...

I may be wrong, but the thing is...

I think I might know
who these people are.

- Did you see anything?
- No. No. I didn't.

The thing is, Nevison...

Will you let me know...

If... When...

When they let go of her?

Just so I know.
Even if it's in the middle of the night.

- Yeah.
- I'd just like to know.

I know you'll have a lot of other things

to think about when it happens...

Of course I will, Kevin.

Go back to your desk.

Nothing we can do.

The thing is...

What?

I get frightened going there, and...

I understand that, Kevin.

And it's fine. It's for Ann, I get that.

I appreciate what you're doing for me.

Believe me.

Yeah.

Yeah, I know you do.

Look, I have to be honest with you.

It's in my name for tax reasons,

and I don't actually have
a lot to do with it, so...

That's all right.
Who does it have something to do with?

I don't mean anything illegal.

It's literally 'cause I pay
less tax than he does...

Me husband. So the plan was
he'd do it up, we'd rent it out,

only surprise, surprise, he's never got
his backside into gear, so...

And what's your husband's name?
I couldn't find him.

What's happened?

I just need to talk to him
about one of his tenants.

He has no tenants.

There are no tenants.
There's never been any tenants.

Not there.

Not that I know of.
It's been stood empty.

What's his name?

Hello, my little orange blossom.

You better not be
up to anything, you pig.

- Me?
- You've got a copper coming to see you.

What COpper?

A policewoman.

How do you know?

She's just been in here, just now.

Oh, shit!

So... Well...

Something about the house
on Milton Avenue. It's been broken into.

Broken...

Have you been doing
something dodgy in there?

No!

What did she say?

And there's no tenants, is there?

No. No, no tenants.

Somebody's broken in,
and she needs to talk to you.

Nobody's br...

Right, well, she's coming,
and you're in bother, you bastard...

- Why am I...
- If you've been up to something,

I am not, not, visiting you in prison.

I don't even know what you're on about.

Why am I up to something
just 'cause some toerag's

decided to break into some property?

Yeah, that's right, Ashley,

you're talking to the woman
that were born last week!

These bags are shit.

Give it here.

Okay-

I want you to go stay in
the caravan with Tommy and her.

And keep it down.

Why?

There's a policewoman coming over.

- I will deal with it.
- What policewoman?

Just both...
How the bloody hell do I know?

You both stay in there till I come
and tell you she's been and gone.

All right?
I don't want to hear a peep out of anyone.

No noise, no movement.

If that little chicken-shit rat-faced turd

-has been to the police...
- He hasn't. He won't have.

Do you think they'd send one woman
if they knew owt?

Well, they must know summat.

He hasn't been to the police, all right?

He's in this just as deep as anyone.

No. He isn't.
Because he hasn't got his hands mucky.

He doesn't have to sit in that caravan.

She's coming from Halifax,
she'll be here in 10 minutes.

There's a policewoman coming to the farm,

so we've got to keep quiet
till she's gone.

What policewoman?

- Not the one I saw?
- How the hell do I know?

Where's your balaclava?

We don't really need 'em any more, do we?

Little numpty-brain.

What?

What you done to her?

I gave her a bit of smack.

Keep her docile.

She needs a gag on.

She keeps being sick.

Unless you want her to choke?

She won't scream.

She can't.

- Morning.
- Are you busy?

I've got a few minutes. Go on.

Right. Well, I've got
some information for you

about drugs in the valley,
and you're right,

it would make a fantastic article,
and it does need writing about.

Good.

You wouldn't believe the chain there
is before it gets onto the streets.

Oh, I would.

Heroin is imported pure, 100%.

And then they all cut it,
everyone who handles it,

all the way down the chain,

to maximise their profits as they go.

By the time it gets to the streets,
street heroin,

it's probably no more than 2% pure.

- No, really?
- And they'll cut it with anything.

Brick dust. Brick dust! Face powder,

talcum powder, bicarbonate of soda.

So when they've been
injecting for long enough,

if the veins haven't collapsed,
they get blocked.

Then they start having to have
their legs amputated.

Yup.

Oh, and up and down this chain, they're
all frightened of the person above.

However high up they are, there's
always someone above pushing them

to take more and more and more.

So they have to push those under them
to take more and more and more.

And you know, your big regional dealers,

and the people further down the chain,

they'll be people who appear
to be perfectly respectable,

with perfectly respectable businesses.

It's all very slick,
it's all very well organised.

I've got to go. Can I ring you later?

Okay-

- I'm glad you're doing this.
- Sure.

- See ya.
- Bye.

- Morning.
- Ashley Cowgill?

Yep.

I've just spoken to your wife regarding
your property on Milton Avenue.

She just rung me.

I need to inform you that we've had
reason to enter the property

and I need to ask you a couple of
questions, is that all right?

Yeah, but why...

- Why did you have to...
- Someone's broken in.

- When?
- Were you aware the property was insecure?

No.

When did you last visit
the property yourself?

Well, it'll be
two or three months since, now.

And your wife says you've
no tenants at the minute.

No, no. Never had any.
I've not got round to sorting it out.

Who has keys to the property
besides yourself?

Nobody should have.

Have they damaged it?

Have they nicked the boiler?
Has it been flooded?

Have they left shit everywhere?

So...

No, not that I know of.

So no one that you know of,
no one, officially, was in there?

- Yeah?
- Yeah. No. No, they weren't.

Okay-

Well, I have to be frank with you,
Mr Cowgill.

We've got reason to believe that something
a bit sinister has gone on in there.

In your house.
In this house that you and your wife own.

What d'you mean? What sort of sinister?

I don't know. I've got a scene-of-crime
officer in there right now

taking a few swabs and a few photographs.

What it looks like to me

is that someone's been held
in there against their will

and treated rather unpleasantly.

- Bloody hell.
- Yeah.

So, we've had a couple
of releases from prison in the area

over the last few weeks,

and I was wondering if any of
these names were familiar to you.

Zak Midgeley?

- Jamie Monkford.
- No.

Usman Farah.

Tommy Lee Royce.

Should they be familiar to me?

Are they? Any of them?

No.

These lads are all in their 20s.

Do you employ anyone or
had contact with anyone that age

who might associate with lads like that?

Newly released from prison?

No. No, no.

We'll be finished at the property
in an hour or so.

You might want to go in there
when we're done

and make sure it's secure.

If anything occurs to you

that might be relevant,

-will you give me a ring?
- Sure.

Thanks for your time.

Well, thanks for telling me.

What are you building?

Oh, just renovating this barn.

It's been going on for months.

'Cause part of it's listed,
they make you jump through hoops.

I'll be in touch.

How we doing?

CSl's here.
Just going in just now.

I've told them what you want doing, I've
filmed all the upstairs with the head-cam.

Kitchen, sitting room?

Yeah, and the upstairs upstairs.

So I'm just gonna
knock on a few doors now.

Great. I'll be there in 10 minutes.
Just got another house call to make.

I'm popping in on
Tommy Lee Royce's mother, okay?

- Who?
- Newly released.

Then I'll be with you.

Hello, Lynn. I'm Catherine Cawood.

Got a few minutes?

I'll be honest with you,

if it's about our Tommy,
I haven't seen him.

This is his registered release address.

Well, I've seen him, if you know
what I mean, but...

Sit down.

He doesn't live here.
I don't know where he lives.

When did you last see him?

About three weeks ago, when he'd come out.

He stopped here one night
and then he were off. Gone.

I don't know where.

- Have you got a mobile number for him?
- Nope.

No, he don't have one.

Well, he probably has one,
do you know what I mean?

But if he has, I don't know owt about it.

Who does he hang about with?

Nobody. I don't know. People.

I don't know. Has he done summat?

- If you see him...
- Stupid question.

- If you see him...
- He's only been out three week.

If you see him, can you tell him
that I need to see him?

Sergeant Cawood. Catherine Cawood.

And to pop down to Norland Road
nick at his earliest convenience.

It's unlikely that I will see him,
but if I do, I will, yeah.

- Okay.
- Right.

- You'll remember?
- I'll try.

And tell him it'd be much better for him
if he pops in to see me

without me having to go looking for him
the next time he has a meeting

with his probation officer. Okay?

He'll be here when he wants summat,
do you know what I mean?

You never know when that's going
to be, do you know what I mean?

So you'll pass on
that message for me, Lynn?

Yep.

All right.

- You look after yourself.
- And you, too.

I'll see myself out.

Are you...

What? Am I what?

Catherine Cawood... Is it you that's...

Your grandson, is it him
that's our Tommy's lad?

Who's told you that?

Is he called Ryan?

Who's told you that?

Somebody mentioned it
down in Hebden the other day.

- Who?
- Friend of a friend.

- Who?
- I don't know. Somebody.

I don't know, I can't remember.

Well, who were you with?

- Well, you wouldn't know 'em.
- Try me.

Well, you would. The usual smackheads.

Sorry. They don't like being
called smackheads.

Your Tommy has got nothing
to do with my grandson. All right?

I were only saying.

You need to get that idea
right out of your head.

- Right.
- Right.

Shit. Shit.

Shit.

Shit.

Why don't we draw straws?

Because I'm not doing it, that's why not.

Why not'?

It's your turn.

You must know somebody. Higher up.

Someone who can make people disappear.

- Do you think?
- Gary Gaggoski. He disappeared.

Tony Stead says he's sat at the bottom of
Scammonden dam in concrete underpants.

Nobody higher up is going to know a single
damn thing about this stupid business,

because the second they do,
it's me they'll...

We were moonlighting,
we were out of our depth,

it shouldn't have happened.

D'you think I want people higher up
thinking we're a liability?

- It were your idea.
- All right!

It wasn't my idea to murder
a policewoman, was it?

You should get him round here.

Kevin shitty-arse twat-face!
Make him do it,

make him get his hands
all covered in blood.

- Yeah, well, I'm tempted.
- Rub his stupid nose in it.

Have you ever killed anybody?

Me?

Sod off. Have I hell.

If you both give me five grand each

from that last stash Kevin brought over,

I'll do it.

- How?
- It don't matter how.

Deal or no deal?

You're not going to do to her what
you did to that policewoman.

Aren't I?

Yeah.

Okay-

Deal.

I'll need a van.

Not a white one.
I don't want pulling over.

Okay-

And then, when it's done,
you two, you need to disappear.

All right?

- Are you sacking us?
- I'm advising you to move on.

You've got your stash from Kevin,
so move on.

You're sacking us?

What do you know?

Fella said he saw a white transit van
parked down here,

outside the property, like, four days ago.

That's about it.

A white transit van?

Yeah.

Then again, how many white transit vans
are there in Halifax?

It'd be a bit of a coincidence,
wouldn't it?

I'll flag it up to H-MIT,
they might want to check any CCTV.

Do you want me
to knock on a few more doors?

No.

I'll just pop down to the cellar
and have a word with the CSI,

then we'll leave it at that.

Hiya.

You said to let you know
if Helen turned up.

Well, she's just got here.

Just now.

I've got another three hours on duty.

Right, okay.

Will she still be there at half four-ish?

Well, I'd have thought so.

She sometimes gets tired, but yeah.

Right, I'll see you later.

On!

You should have
dropped him round at Janina's,

he could've played with Cesco.

- Where is she?
- She's just there with Smiffy.

He's got an appointment
with social services at 10 to 5:00,

so if you want to grab her,
I'll bring you over a cup of tea.

Helen?

Hello. I'm Catherine,

I'm Clare's sister.
We spoke on the phone last night.

Oh, yes. Yes, she said you were
coming to pick her up.

I'm sorry I didn't...

No, no. I hope you don't mind,
only I was worried about you.

And, um...

Sorry, I know this is awkward,

and I know you've not been well,

but is your husband hurting you?

My husband?

Look, I don't want to overstep the mark

and I'm sorry if I've got
the wrong end of the stick,

but last night, when you said,
"I'm with my husband,"

it occurred to me that
maybe you couldn't speak,

and maybe that was your way of telling me,

and I wouldn't be doing my job properly
if I didn't ask...

No. My husband isn't hurting me.

Are you sure?

I know people think he's a bit
of a rough diamond, and he is,

but not like that.

He'd never do something like that.

It takes all sorts.

You really have got
the wrong end of the stick.

It's not always easy to
acknowledge things sometimes. It's not...

It's very kind of you to be concerned,

but you really have got
the wrong end of the stick.

Okay-

My daughter's been kidnapped.

What?

Tea.

Can we just sit down? Sit.

I wanted to tell the police,

but Nevison won't.

He wants to do exactly what they tell him,

and they have said they'd let go of her,

after the last lot of money
he gave them, just this morning.

But we've not heard anything, not yet.

What's happened?

Ann's been taken.

She's been abducted.

- How long's she been missing?
- Four nights.

- When did you last see her?
- Tuesday morning.

She was driving into Huddersfield.

She set off... She has a little Mini,
it's very distinctive.

She had a dental appointment,

only I know she didn't turn up

because I rang up to see if she'd been.

He's been giving them money?

- Yes.
- How?

- How much?
- No, how?

I don't know.

Do you think I should tell the police?

You have told the police, Helen.

I'm sorry, but I'm obliged to report
something like this, I can't just...

No. No. No.

He spoke to a friend
who was in the CID, and he said...

Retired?

Yeah. Well, he should've known better.

No, look, Nevison really doesn't
want the police involved.

I think he's terrified
they'd wade in and...

Look, I don't know how
to say this except bluntly,

but most times when something like
this happens, the outcome isn't...

It's not good.

You have a much, much, and I cannot
tell you how much, better chance

of getting her back safe, all in one
piece, with the police on board.

Nobody'll wade in, we have techniques,

we have highly trained people, Helen.

Are you going to let me
make that phone call?

Oh, good Lord...

Do you not think this is
the right way forward, Helen?

Yes. I don't know.

I don't want him
to think I've gone behind his back.

I'll talk to him.

If something did happen and you hadn't
acted on your instincts,

you'd never forgive yourself, would you?

Yeah. Hello.

It's Sergeant Cawood here,
from Norland Road police station,

Sowerby Bridge, Calderdale District.

Can I speak to the on-call
detective superintendent, please?

He's in a meeting, is he?
Can you knock on his door for me?

I need to talk to him about a kidnap.
It's a tiger kidnap,

it's live, it's ongoing,
it's happening now.

Are you warm enough?

Catherine?

Phil.

How are you?

This is Helen.

Helen, hello.

I'm Phil Crabtree.

I'm a detective inspector with
the National Crime Agency.

I just need you to stay calm
and tell me everything you know.

I know very little.

I've been saying to Catherine,

I'm not really the person
you need to be talking to.

The person you need to be talking to
is going to be very cross

when he finds out I've spoken to you.

Mr Gallagher?

Look, I know you didn't want us involved,
but I'm going to tell you

the same thing Sergeant Cawood
told your wife, okay?

We're four days in.
Your daughter is likely to know a lot

about the people that have taken her.

They've got your money.

And the reality is, they've got things
to lose by releasing her alive,

whatever they're telling you.

Have you heard any more
since this morning?

No.

Okay. Well, then, we need to work quickly.

All I need now is information from you
and we'll get the ball rolling.

- I know very little.
- You'll be surprised.

- Does he always ring you on your mobile?
- Yeah.

What comes up on the screen
when he rings?

Annie's number, first time,

and then, since then, it says,
"Number unknown". It's all on there.

- Same man every time?
- Yep.

- When does he ring?
- Any time.

- There's no pattern?
- No,no.

And Helen said the last phone call
was this morning?

Yeah. This morning, 10 past 8:00.

Saying where he wanted the money dropped.
They tell me how much,

then they'll ring back a few hours later
to say where they want it.

They rang yesterday afternoon,
then again this morning.

- They?
- He.

- Does he have an accent?
- Round here.

- How old does he sound?
- Oh, I don't know. But not old.

- What kind of language does he use?
- Oh, he's cocky. He's clever.

He thinks he's funny.

"You can call me God," he says.
He reckons like he's helping me.

"I'll do what I can, Nev,
but these people, they're nasty."

Like he's got nowt to do with 'em.

- He calls you Nev?
- Everyone calls me Nev.

Do you think it's someone you know?
Someone you've met?

It could be, but it's not struck me.
I don't recognise the voice.

Somebody who knows me, obviously.

How many times
have you delivered the money?

- Twice.
- How do you do it?

They asked for my accountant to take it.

He's called Kevin Weatherill.

Why do you think they ask for him?

Um...

He's little.

They'll be thinking
he's easily intimidated.

So they know Kevin?
I mean, they know of him.

- They ask for him by name?
- No.

No, I think he said, "That little..."

No, he said, "That irritating little twat
of an accountant you've got."

And so, where does Kevin go
when he takes the money?

McDonald's. Just off the Huddersfield
ring road, first time.

Then Birch Services this morning,
on the M62.

So Kevin went this morning
to Birch Services with how much money?

£50,000. Cash.

Oh, shit.

What are you doing here?

I've come to see you.

Oh, yeah, that's likely.

Do you want to earn a few quid?

- Doing what?
- Nothing.

All right.

I just need to borrow your cellar.
Just for a few days.

- How much?
- Hundred.

- Two.
- Two quid?

Okay, you're cheap.

- Still, we knew that.
- Two hundred.

- Whatever.
- I should've said three.

Yeah, but you didn't.

- Nothing illegal.
- Oh, shut up.

- Where have you been stopping?
- Up your arse.

Oh, you're so funny.

This is a pile of shite.

- I'll be putting a padlock on here.
- Will you?

It's a dog.
It's been trained up for a fight.

I said I'd look after it
just for a few days.

So, when it's here, I'll keep it muzzled,
but it might make a bit of noise,

but don't go down there, all right?
It'll have your leg off.

What, with a muzzle on?

I can't keep it muzzled all the time,
can I?

- It'd be inhuman.
- Though, I want cash up front.

Make sure you stick it
all up your nose, Mother.

- Piss off.
- And you.

Oh, aye, there was this woman here
this morning.

- What woman?
- Catherine Cawood.

She's a police sergeant
down at Sowerby Bridge.

She said she wants to talk to you.
She says,

next time you're passing,
you need to pop in the nick, she says.

- Why?
- She's Becky Cawood's mother.

Did you know she had a kid
before she died?

- Who did? Who died?
- Becky Cawood.

- How?
- I don't know.

Anyway, kid's called Ryan.

Lives with her, the policewoman.
She's his granny.

Is it yours?

One of the smackheads down Hebden
were saying it's yours.

Anyway, she wants to see you.

- How well do you know them?
- I don't. She's a friend of me sister's.

Why?

Well, she may have been alive
when that picture was taken,

but if they're saying
they're not asking for any more money,

and that was this morning...

Well, Kevin Weatherill came into
my nick four days ago.

He was agitated.
He wanted to tell me something, and then,

before he could, he disappeared.

We'll have obs on him within the hour.

How long have you been back in uniform?

Nearly nine years.

I had a bit of a...

Me daughter died.

Oh, God, I'm sorry.

Then I had a grandson to look after,

and being a detective didn't fit
the lifestyle any more, so...

It was nice to see you.

- Thank you, Catherine.
- No problem.

- Do you need a lift?
- No, be fine, I'll ring our Clare.

Ready to go'?

They want me to kill you.

But I thought we could have
a bit of recreational activity first.

I have this thing on me mind.

It's so weird.

I have a son.

I never knew. Eight years old.

A boy, a lad.

How about that?

I just found out, just this morning.

What do you think about that?

What did you have for your dinner?

- I can't remember.
- Think.

- Oh, yeah, chips.
- Chips?

And custard.

Nice.

Nutritious, not.

You wanted to see me?

Put your seat belt on.

- Where are you living?
- Is that my son?

I know you're not at your release address,
where you should be living.

- So where you living?
- I am living there. Is that my son?

Not according to your mother, you're not.
What were you doing

-at number 62 Milton Avenue?
- What?

Number 62 Milton Avenue.

- What were you doing there?
- Not me.

- You were seen.
- Not me.

- I saw you.
- Must be somebody who looks like me.

- What were you doing there?
- I wasn't in there.

Okay-

Well, we'll see when I get the prints
and swabs back from the lab.

How come Becky's dead?

I'm not talking to you about my daughter.

- That's my lad.
- He's got nothing to do with you.

You know me and your Becky
had a thing going on.

You twisted little bastard. You raped her.

I didn't.

- Yes, you did.
- That's not...

I know what you did to her
because she told me.

You better not cross me, arsehole,
because if you do,

I will chop your dick off
and I'll make you swallow it.

Is there anything I've said you'd like me
to repeat more slowly?

You're my son! Ryan!

I'm your dad! You're my son!

I knew your mum!

- Who's that?
-It's no one.

It's a scrote, nutter.

He's off his head on drugs.

These people say the first damned
silly thing that comes into their heads.

- Did he believe you?
- I don't know. I don't know.

- He seemed to.
- Can he get access?

I mean, if he can prove he's his dad...

- God knows. Probably.
- Really?

- It won't happen. I won't let it.
- But legally, it might...

I couldn't give a toss, legally.

But if he's saying he didn't rape her,

then it's his word against yours.
It's not even his word against hers.

She killed herself
because of that bastard.

It's not proof. It's not like that's
what he was convicted of.

If he can prove that he is his dad,
then he will have rights.

He's not going to prove it, because I'm
not going to let him anywhere near him.

Are we being thick?

- Who?
- That cellar.

In that house near the Chinese,
all the stuff you found in there.

Is that not, like, how you
might keep someone

if you've kidnapped them and raped them?

That's...

I could flag it up.

They could fast-track the prints and swabs
I had taken.

- Well, they should pick him up.
- No. God, no.

If they think he's got anything to do
with Ann Gallagher,

that's the last thing they'll do.
They'll follow him.

If they can find him.

'Cause he sure as hell won't
be anywhere he's supposed to be.

What? Do you not think
we're onto something?

Clare, the first thing you learn
in this job is not to make assumptions.

It's a short route to a cock-up.

It can take your eye off
what's really going on.

Hiya, Phil. It's Catherine. Look...

This might be something and nothing,
but I just thought I'd flag it up.

In West Yorkshire,
detectives investigating

the murder of PC Kirsten McAskill
have said that,

as well as a white transit van,

they're now also
looking for a yellow Mini,

and continue to appeal to members of
the public for information.

Martin Schofield reports
from West Yorkshire.

Four days on
from the brutal killing of...

Oh, God.

Hello? Phil? It's Nevison Gallagher.

Have you heard this on the news
about Kirsten McAskill?

A yellow Mini.
That's what our Ann was driving.

- Shaf?
- You all right, Sarge?

- What have I missed?
- Oh, just three million phone calls

from people whose neighbours
have got a yellow Mini.

- How's the community meeting?
- Usual suspects out in force.

We've got a dead police officer,
and they're still more bothered about

the amount of dog shit
up Smithy Clough Lane.

Listen, I'm just going to look in
on Tommy Lee Royce's mother again.

- All right? I shan't be long.
- Okay. What for?

Fun.

- Morning.
- Nevison.

I think I might know
who these people are.

- Who did that?
- What are you doing here?

He's been here because you gave him
me message. I know that.

So here's another one
I'd like you to give him.

Ryan is not his son.
Ryan has got nothing to do with him.

I would not waste my life dragging up
something he'd spawned. All right?

Right.

So you tell him, if he comes anywhere
near our Ryan, there'll be bother.

More bother than he knows how to handle.
All right?

Yeah.

Did he do that? Why? Why did he do it?

'Cause it's Tuesday.
'Cause the sun's shining.

'Cause he feels like it. There is no why.

- Do you want me to arrest him?
- No.

Lynn, if he's knocking you about,
I'll arrest him.

Yeah, then he'll do it even worse.

I don't see him for weeks and then...

I'll let his dog out,
that'll fucking learn him.

I don't see him for weeks,
then he brings a dog,

and I'm not allowed in me own cellar.

Not that I ever go in there, like.
You know, but...

- What dog?
- Oh, it's...

Why's he got a dog in the cellar?
Show me, Lynn.

- Show me.
- He's just looking after it for someone.

- I'm in trouble now.
-ls Tommy here?

No.

Why's it padlocked?

He put that on.
He's training it up for a fight.

Have you heard this dog?

It's muzzled.

Have you seen the dog?

I don't think that's a dog in there, Lynn.

Annie?

Get me out of here!
Get me out of here! Get me out of here!

You're out of here. It's over. Shh.

Get me out of here!
Get me out of here!

- What are you doing?
- It wasn't me.

What are you fucking doing?

You bitch!

You're going to be eating food
through a straw for the rest of your life.

You're going to need someone
to wipe your arse for you.

Oh, yes.

Do you like that, you slag? Huh?

- No, no, no...
- Get in!

I need an ambulance.

No! Get in, get in. Get in!

Don't do that. Don't do that.

Don't do that!

Don't do that! Don't do that!

Don't do that!

No!

Don't do that!