All language subtitles for After.the.Flood.S01E01.Underwater.2160p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.HDR.H.265-MADSKY

Man on radio: Thirty flood warnings
have been issued across the UK

after days of
unprecedented rain.

Woman: has issued a warning
for flash flooding...

Man: parts of Yorkshire
are already underwater

after experiencing...

Woman: Services are urging the
public to avoid unnecessary travel...

Jo: Where are
the flood sirens?

Phil: They're not working.

Jo: What's our
priority, Sarge?

Phil: Evacuating
everyone safely.

Jo, you're in the
back. Trev's up front.

Four in one car?
That's not allowed!

Get in, get in.

God, that's insane.

- Deepa: Bit scary, innit?
- Jo: Do your top up.

Colliery Road, come on.

Deepa: Sarge, what do we do if
someone doesn't want to be evacuated?

Pass them on to me.

Trev. Trev, if I can't see
ahead, neither can you.

Jo: Trev!

What you doing?

Jo! The river's burst its
banks by the underpass.

Right, Deepa, you with me.

Phil: Check for
anyone who needs help.

Will do.

I'll send back-up.
And be careful!

Woman: Please! Oh,
God, please! Yes, help!

Please help! My baby's in here!

It's okay. It's all right.

Jo: Don't move!
Stay where you are!

- No!
- Stay there!

Woman: No!

- No!
- Man: I've got it!

I've got it!

- Oh, my God.
- Man: I've got the baby!

I've got her.

Jo: Okay. I'm coming
for you. Hold on!

Shit!

To me! To me if you can!

- Jo: Hold on!
- Man: Argh!

No!

Deepa: Whiskey 4-6-3 to control.

We have the baby.
We have the baby.

Jo: Where's the mother?

The fire crew have got her.
What happened to the man?

The water took him
off. He's gone.

Put a call out for units down
river to go and look for him.

Whiskey 4-6-3 to control.

All units to be on immediate
lookout for a man in the water

swept away down river.

Deepa.

Deepa: Whiskey 4-6-3,
repeat your last.

- Repeat your last.
- Woman: You've got her!

- She's all right.
- You've got her.

- She's all right.
- Give her to me! Give, give!

- Oh, you got her!
- You're all right. Okay.

- Go and get warm. Go.
- Thank you!

I thought you'd gone.

- Man: Here, love.
- Just cover them both up!

Jo, they're sending transport.

- We're wanted in Colliery Road.
- Okay.

- And the man in the water...
- Yeah?

Deepa: Can they
have a description?

Er, yeah...

Tall, 30s. I dunno.
I'm sorry. I dunno.

A hero.

Man: Drive a coach through flood
water, and you could make waves.

So, I'm just waiting on a call

to see where I can
and can't take you.

Deepa: Still no sign of the man
who saved the baby, Jo. Sorry.

Cos I've never seen
rain like this. Ever!

Yeah, it was scary.

Never ever. It's
the worst ever!

The river burst its banks!

Deepa: I know, yeah,
we were down there.

Man: They had a flash flood.
Burst through the wall, it did.

I don't think he
wants conversation.

- Yeah, we saw the whole...
- Man: 2022, 2021, 2018.

They were nothing
on this. Nothing.

It's global whatsit
gone whatsit. Crazy!

- You were good with that baby.
- Oh.

- You were. You're a natural.
- Yeah.

Hiya.

What the fuck are
you playing at, Jo?

- What do you mean?
- What do I mean?

Going into flash
floods to rescue babies

when you're pregnant.

- You're pregnant, Jo!
- Well, I was there. I had to.

Right, well, don't do it again.

- All right, okay, sorry.
- Pat: I mean it.

Now, look, I've gotta go,
all right? I love you.

Bye.

How does he know I
was in the water?

Oh, Sarge called to see
where we were, so, yeah...

- Oh, Deepa!
- I had to tell him.

I think it's nice your
husband's protective.

I mean, it was
kind of dangerous.

Well, behind a desk
from Monday, so...

So, are you, like, Detective
Marshall from day one?

No, I'm doing my training, so
I'm like trainee detective.

Okay, I'm authorised to take
you as far as Friston Avenue.

Man: Stay here, stay together.

Man #2: We're being evacuated.
Yeah, but evacuated to where?

You've asked us to
wait, but wait for what?

What happens now?

We're just finding out, okay?

Sarge, we're in Friston Avenue.

Phil: Okay, start moving
everyone up to the school,

Then get down here
to Colliery Road.

Okay.

Right, listen up, please,
everyone! Excuse me. Thank you.

To keep everyone safe,

we're gonna ferry you up
to Holness Primary School,

where there's food and
shelter for the night, okay?

So there will be more transport,

but if you want to make an
orderly start with Gregory.

I've forgot me medication.

Can we take our guinea
pigs and corn snakes?

- I'll leave this with you, yeah?
- Oh, great, thanks

Yeah, we'll get to you
one at a time, okay?

Phil: Check this
road and the next

for anyone still
in their houses.

And we should check if anyone's
in danger or needs help.

And don't worry about the
Allens at number eight.

They've got flood gates
and what have you.

They're staying.

And keep to the pavement.

We've got manholes popping up.

Don't want you disappearing
down one of them.

Sarge, what's the
extent of the flooding?

Everywhere from York
Way to Batts Road.

I know.

Let's do all we can to help.

Pat: Pat Holman. Leave a
message. I'll call you back.

Pat. Er, look, they're
evacuating your sister's road,

and I don't want
them coming to us.

I know that's horrible,
but so are they, so...

Listen, if Kelly calls, just
don't say she can come to us.

'Cause if their street's
anything like this,

they're gonna be
with us for months.

And you'd had enough after
20 minutes last time, so...

Let me know if you got this.

Mr. Allen?

Just checking you're okay, yeah?

Hi, Mr. Allen. It's Jo Marshall.

- Allen: I am coming.
- It's nothing to worry about.

Allen: Have to be careful
with the flood gates.

Hello, Jo.

- Just seeing how you are.
- Oh, good, thanks.

We've got the flood
defences front and back.

And look, we're dry as a bone.

Okay, well, look, if
you change your mind,

you just give us a call, yeah?

Oh, we won't, love. You see,
Mary has got a bad tummy.

And there's gonna
be so many folk

down at the evacuation centre

and so few toilets, you know?

Yeah, I see. Okay, well,
look, if you need anything,

you just give us a ring.

Will do, thank you. And,
oh, say hello to your mum.

Yeah, I will do.

Sarge, is there any news on
the man who saved the baby?

Phil: No. You'll be the first to
know as soon as I hear anything.

How you doing? I'm
okay, yeah. I'm okay.

Officer: Keep going.

Jo: All right, we all good?
No-one fell off, did they?

Right, if you wanna get
all your bags together

and get ready to get down.

Officer: Get the kids off first.

Jo: Right, here
we go. Who's next?

Sarah: We're here
for you, okay?

This is your council, and
we're going to be here

until you can all
return home, all right?

Look at her. Look.

"Are you all right? Is
there anything you need?"

Yeah, flood sirens that
work and sand bags,

you useless tw... Yes?

- We have cheese and onion.
- Mm-mnh.

- Ham and pickle?
- Mm-mnh.

- Tuna?
- Mm-mnh.

- No? Not doing it for you?
- Mm-mnh.

Er... how about
sausage and crisp?

- Yeah.
- Right, come round here.

You can do it yourself. Okay.

Slice the sausage, then bread,
ketchup, sausage, crisp,

bread again, squash it down,

and don't chop your fingers off.

Right, there we
go. One tuna bap.

- Joanna.
- Mrs. Markham.

Molly: Oh.

You're still scared of her.

Yeah, course I am, 'cause
every time I look at her,

I think, "You know I cut
the heads off those tulips."

Right, Andrew, make one for
Jo. This is my daughter. Yeah?

- What's it like out there?
- Greg: Excuse me. Excuse me.

- Bad. Awful.
- Greg: I'm talking to you.

- Are you a councillor?
- I am, yes.

I'm just saying
chair of planning

isn't in charge of sandbags.

Okay, but as a councillor,
where were they?

Good question. I'll go and
find out and come back to you.

Please do.

Surprised you're not in
there, giving it some.

Yeah, well, it's good
to see others worked up.

Oh, I meant to say,

Pat's sister's been looking
for you. Erm, what's her face?

- Kelly?
- Yeah.

Jo. Jo.

What can I say? Yeah. All
flooded out. But thank you.

Oh, I can't tell you, when
Pat said, "We'll put you up,"

it was, like, massive weight
lifted off my shoulders,

you know?

So, if you just give us
keys, we'll go there now.

- Great. Thanks.
- Jo: Yeah. Right.

Excuse me, what's to stop
the scumbags out there

robbing us tonight?

We'll have presence
on the streets.

He's not talking
three-piece suites.

It's jewellery and the like.

The streets will be policed.

Will we get the power back
on in Carrick Road tonight?

No, there's gonna be no power

until all the
flood water's gone.

So my tropical
fish are gonna die?

- Phil: Jo?
- I... Mm.

Jack, are you and your
tractor still in action?

I'm still offering my services.
Where d'you want me next?

- Orton Road.
- Okay.

Off home, go on.
Next shift's here.

No, I don't mind staying.

You're soaked. Go
home, rest and return.

I need you tomorrow.

Good work, though.

Gonna miss you, Marshall.

Kelly: Keith, can
you get the door?

Keith: I am doing! Coming!

Jo! Oh, Jo! Jo.

How can we ever thank you, Jo?

How can we ever thank you?
Bam, bam, bow, bow, bow!

- Kelly: Keith!
- Yeah?

Kelly: Sophie! Tea's up!

Helped ourselves to towels.

Hope you don't mind.
Clothes are in t'wash.

Sophie! Tea!

- Sophie! Sophie!
- Sophie: What?

Tea's up!

I'm running a bath! I told you!

Right. Let's just lay down
some house rules, shall we?

No, Keith, that's for my first
drink after the baby's bor...

Pat got me that!

Oh, you bunch of...

Hello, my lovely
lamb. How's it going?

Jo: It's not. I'm coming
over to stay at your place.

- Jo. Jo. Jo.
- I can't fucking stand them.

You can't come to mine.
I've just had a call.

Easter Road's flooded.

- Mum, I'm coming. I don't care.
- No, Jo, you won't get through.

Molly: Jo, just listen to me.
I-I'm sleeping at the school.

You're gonna have to stay put.

Oh, no, Mum, I can't,

not after what I've
just called them.

Apologies.

She calls me that all the time.

Well, not a bunch, but
hey, have Sophie's lasagne.

She's in the bath.
She'll be ages.

You're all right. I
just need to, erm...

Come on. Into bed, baby saver.

- Oh, hello, you.
- Get under the duvet.

Oh, I can't. Gotta put
my uniform on to wash.

Right, it's done. In and on.

Aw, thank you.

Hey, your sister and
Keith ate our lasagne.

It could have fed,
like, eight people.

They just came in and took
over like I said they would.

That's why I told you
to stop 'em coming.

Oh, come on.

You know I can't say
no to Kelly, don't you?

Nobody can, you included.

Yeah, well, I am starving,

and there's pizza in
the freezer, so...

- Mm.
- What?

Sophie didn't fancy lasagne,
so there was a pizza.

- No!
- Pat: But...

Here we go, got you something.

What a man!

God, what a day.
Where were you?

Oh, I got called
down to the docks.

- Jo: Any flooding there?
- No.

Ah, is there any news on
your man who saved the baby?

Mm.

God, he was right
under at one point.

All you could see were just...

his hands holding this
baby up out of the water.

And then to get to me, the...

Just the water was so fast.

And when he does, he's just...

just gone...

carried off...

swept away.

Which could've happened...
to you and our baby.

Yeah.

And I'm sorry.

Jo: Still, last day
on the beat tomorrow.

Yep. Good.

- Hey, hey, Crispy McGee.
- You want some?

No, I don't. I don't want
any crumbs on my side.

Oh, my God, sorry.

This side. It's
a no-crisp zone.

- What, like that?
- Ah, brilliant.

Deepa: It's weird.

Some of the streets that
flooded have cleared already.

Water's gone as fast as it came,
but other places are like this.

Deepa!

Jo: Deepa! Something's wrong!

Here.

Jo: Oh, the water got in.

Switch the generator off!

Oh, Jesus.

Oh, no. Please, no.

They've gone.
They're long gone.

Come on. These
fumes are dangerous.

We need to get out of here.

Damn it.

The water came in
through the basement.

Officer: Whiskey 4-0-7,
urgent update, please.

Whiskey 4-0-7 to control, er...

8 Colliery Road, two
deceased. Don and Mary Allen.

Possible carbon monoxide
poisoning from a generator.

Request CID.

Whiskey 4-6-3
remaining at scene,

and scene log commenced.

- Officer: Received. Over.
- You stay here.

They've found another body.

I've been called
into town. Gotta go.

Hello?

Down here.

Careful, it's muddy and
slippy. Water's just gone down.

- Just you?
- Others are on their way.

- Ugh.
- Sewage.

- Body's in there.
- Er, where, sorry?

Man: In the lift.

Flood water came up
to here, you see?

So it's, like, the
lift comes down

into the deep end
of a swimming pool,

fills with water, and
he's trapped. No way out.

It's a man?

Man: Well, I could only
see an arm, but think so.

Step back! Clear. Move!

Stay well back
from the lift door.

Okay. Open her up. Let's
see what we've got.

Carefully. Try and cause as
little damage as possible.

But quick as you can. We've got
calls coming in from all over.

That's it. Thank
you. Step away.

Torch.

D'you recognise him?

Man: No. Never
seen him before.

Officer: Okay.

Flash flood comes through here
around half 5:00 yesterday,

fills up down here super fast.

If he's coming down the
lift and the power goes,

he's trapped and drowns.

I use that lift all the
time. Could've been me.

Officer: You, see
what ID he has on him.

Officer: What have we got?

Nothing, sir. No
ID or anything.

Nothing at all?

- Jo: No, sir.
- Nothing on the floor?

Okay. You stay here
till the SOCOs come.

Oh, and make sure
you put up a cordon.

- Jo: Yes, sir.
- Officer: Rest with me.

We've got a body blocking a
storm drain outside of town.

- You okay?
- Yeah, fine.

Deepa: You look a bit pale.

- Jo.
- I'm fine.

I want you down
A&E. Don't argue.

You've been in contaminated
water, and you're pregnant.

No. Do as you're told. It's
your last day on my team.

We lost your dad because
he wouldn't go to hospital.

Get yourself checked out.

All right, but can you just
not tell Pat this time?

He gets all het
up, and I'm fine.

Sarge? Erm...

Someone reported a body
blocking a storm drain.

Yeah. Was a sheep,
not your hero.

Now, the circus has come to
town. That's all we need.

Government ministers
flying in to showboat.

I'm getting you a car now.
Meet it round the back.

Sorry.

Oh, not again.
Not again. Please.

Oh, god.

Aw. She's gorgeous.

You go. You go.
I'll see you again,

and if there's any news, I'll...

Mum! What are you doing here?

A&E said you'd gone
to critical care.

Yeah, to see the baby
from yesterday. Come here.

But why are you even here?

Because Pat called and said
you'd picked something up

from contaminated water.

Yeah, but I'm fine.
I'm all right.

They monitored me for an hour
and said that I'm good to go,

no treatment needed, nothing.

Oh, God. Oh, God.

Mum.

Oh, God. Can we go?

This is where they
brought your dad, in't it?

Yeah, course. Come on.

Oh, God.

- What you like?
- Ugh!

Hey, what's going on?

A man was found drowned
in a lift this morning,

middle of town.

- Yeah, I was there.
- Well, they're saying now

they think he died three
days ago, before the flood.

Pat? I was there at the car
park when the man was found.

- I was first on the scene.
- Yeah, just... Mm-hmm.

"Jo's been in a flash flood.

Jo's got carbon
monoxide poisoning."

Yes. look, I'm okay, and
that was my last patrol.

I'm a detective from
Monday, and Pat,

I was there when the
lift man was found,

and the caretaker said to me

that he uses that
lift every day,

so how did the body
end up in there?

Who put it there?

And... And where was it
before? And why move it?

And if he didn't drown,
then how did he die?

I mean, it is a murder, right?

Jo, from Monday, you're
training to be a detective.

- Yeah.
- Training, learning.

No, no, just listen to me,
just for a second, all right?

Just listen.

I'm on the murder team now.

I'm covering for
people, so, yes,

it is a murder inquiry.

Okay, thank you.

Just for me, please, don't go
in there talking about things

that you don't know
anything about.

But I do.

A rookie cop tells
you how to do your job

on their first day.

What's your response?

- Yeah.
- Pat: Right.

Just...

Trainer: Thank you for
your time and attention.

- Babak.
- Jo. One of us now.

Jo: Yeah.

I think, er, Pat's
just popped out.

Yeah, no, I, erm...
How's all this going?

'Cause you know, I was there
when they found the body.

Yeah, er, it's a good
one. It's a puzzle.

So we've got a cause
of death. There we go.

Blunt force trauma to the head,

and there's also these
bruises to the body.

Superficial, but they're there.

For my money, given
he had no ID on him,

and no-one came forward,

he could've been homeless
and just got into a fight.

Well, what did the
toxicology report say?

Clear, but not
everyone who's homeless

is off their face,

and we drew a blank at
the national DNA database.

- No matches.
- Jo: What about dental records?

Babak: Yeah, but
they'll take months.

Well, can't we just feed his DNA

into one of those genealogy
databases, you know,

the trace-your-family things?

- You can't do that.
- No?

Fuck no. That's illegal.

It's not allowed.

You'd be breaching every data
protection law under the sun.

Hi.

Okay, good news... baby's fine,

and your inflammatory markers
are normal, so no infection.

- But she collapsed, she dropped.
- Right, yeah.

- She had a vasovagal episode.
- What's that?

You fainted.

You're a touch anaemic,
which is not uncommon

in the third trimester.

So don't worry. If we
keep you in for the night,

stick with the IV fluids
and iron supplements,

all being well, you
can go home tomorrow.

Oh, God, that's
the best news ever.

Er, third trimester?

Doctor: Months seven,
eight, and nine?

- Pat: Mm-hmm.
- Doctor: The last three months.

Yeah, but Jo's only
just six months.

I...

I'm seven months.

I just wanted to start
my training course

because then I could do
all that stuff online

when I'm with the baby.

- Jo: No, Pat.
- Don't.

Don't.

Look, lamb. Lamb, sweetheart,
you're not big enough.

She's not big enough
for seven months.

She's plenty big enough.
She has strong abs,

and babies put on most weight
in the last four weeks.

It'll be fine.

Molly: Oh, Jo. Bloody hell.

What were you thinking? Eh?

Sorry.

Man: You on maternity
leave now, yeah?

- Er, sick leave for a bit.
- Jo?

Got your stuff.

- Keep in touch, now, yeah?
- I'm off sick for a few days.

What is with everyone?

Er...

What?

Has Pat said something
about me being on maternity?

What? No. What d'you mean?

Babak, erm... can I jump
on your computer for a sec?

My laptop's dead.

Er... sure.

Any news on lift man?

No. Zilch.

But with a no-one, that's
no surprise, is it?

There you go.

- Leave it up, yeah?
- Yeah.

Pat: You're okay,
sir. You're all right.

It'll be that E. coli shit.
Everybody's getting it.

Yeah, you keep your
head down there.

We're fetching a doctor.

♪ I've been lonely
too long, so come on ♪

♪ I wanna be free ♪

♪ Take my hand, I'm ready
to be so warm and steady ♪

♪ I am available
emotionally... ♪

- Hi.
- Molly: Hiya.

Have you seen Pat?

Yep. I saw him at
work, and he saw me,

but he ignored me.

Yeah, erm...

shouldn't you go over to him?

I mean, you know, who owes
who an explanation here?

I mean, I love having you stay.
I hate being on my own, but...

No, he turned away when he saw
me, Mum. He just turned away.

And I'm sorry, but he's
gotta do better than that,

because everybody
at work was going,

"Oh, bye. Have a good
maternity leave."

And why did they think that?

'Cause that's what
Pat's told them.

He just...

He just wants me to stay
at home with the baby.

He doesn't want me in
the police any more,

let alone doing my
detective's course,

but I'm sorry, I am doing it.

I've started it, and I'm
going back on Monday.

Okay. Good.

- Jo: Mm.
- Good.

And what are you
doing till then?

Oh, it's just a bit of revision.
You have to take an exam, so...

But I'm not going
up the allotment.

Oh, God, no. No.

No. No, I'm just fed
up of all this gumpf.

'Cause none of this stops people

like your man who saved the
baby from drowning, does it?

Well, hang on, we don't
know that he's drowned.

Well, where is he,
then? Course he did.

Anyway, even without him,
you know, you've got...

you've got the Allens and
people without insurance,

or who can't sell up or
can't get a council swap

because who wants to live in a
town that floods all the time?

How do I do something that's
gonna make a difference to 'em?

Oh, I dunno, like what?

Like getting this
council to start

throwing its weight around.

You know, make that
toady government minister

keep his promises,
because who said

apply for grants?

"Oh, there's all this money
you can have for flood gates

and moving your plug
sockets higher up the wall."

The government, and people
did apply 18 months ago.

And no-one's had a
bean because people,

like that Sarah bloody Mackie,

are only on the council
to big themselves up.

"Oh, I'm chair of planning.

I brought the Uplands
eco housing to Waterside.

Me, me, me."

I wanna nail fuckers like her.

I want 'em naked in a sandpit

with their hands on their heads.

Ah, she'd probably look
all right, to be fair.

- What?
- Molly: I'm talking.

I'm trying to say something
here, and you're on your laptop.

All right, sorry.

No, no, come on. What's
more important? Come on.

Show me what...
what are you doing?

All right. Morning
after the flood,

I was in this
underground car park

because the body of a man
had been found in a lift

that had been filled with
water, so presumed drowned.

Until the autopsy told us

that actually he died
two days earlier, so...

Anyway, I'd been asked to
search the body for ID,

but he didn't have anything.
There was nothing on him.

What we do have is his DNA,

but there was no match on
the police DNA database,

and we're not allowed

to put it into one of
those genealogy sites

everyone uses to
track their ancestors.

- Why not?
- Jo: Oh, it's data protection.

- Well, you might get a match.
- Yeah, I know.

- Well, just do it.
- No, you can't. It's illegal.

Well... Well, who's gonna know?

No, no, you can't.
It's breaking the law.

I only told you 'cause you
asked me what I was looking at,

and you know, this is why
I wanna be a detective.

Plus, one of the guys
on the team was going,

"Oh, he's probably
just some homeless guy.

What's the bother?"

I just thought I would bring
it home and have a look

and see if anything
jumped out at me.

God, you sound like your dad.

Hmm. Well...

So, you wanna get Waterside
Council off their backsides?

Yeah.

Molly: Oh, no.
What you doing now?

Okay.

What? Me, be a councillor? No.

- Yeah.
- No, no.

Come on, stop faffing about
with all this, and get stuck in.

Go on. Have a look, see
what you have to do.

I'll finish the brews.

I'd have to stand for election.

Man on TV: It's a yes from me.

- Man: Emma?
- Woman: It's 100% yes from me.

Well done, girls.

Man: You've got three
yeses. Well done.

Wow.

Jo: How many women come
on their own for these?

Most partners come
to the first one,

but they trail off after that.

My husband hasn't come to any.

He's in the police, so
he does try to come.

It's not all his fault.

Mine's a surveyor.

He was working on the
Uplands housing project.

- We're living there now.
- Wow. What's that like?

Doctor: Oh, it's great.

We've got solar panels,
a heat-exchange boiler,

everything.

And we can see the old
place from our front window.

It was under 3 foot of water
before the flood receded.

So, yeah, we love the new place,

and we're lucky... very lucky.

Okay. Do you wanna see baby?

Yeah.

Doctor: Looking good.
No problems at all.

Man: You've done
a grand job today.

Molly: Oh, no, you as well.

- Aw, I appreciate it.
- You did brilliant.

Ta, darling. Thank you. Lovely.

- Sarah: Molly, Molly, Molly.
- Sarah.

The bunting on your
soup kitchen...

Yeah.

The flooding is not
the council's fault.

We're doing everything we can.

Sorry, sorry, sand
bags, the flood siren,

getting grants for people
who flooded 18 months ago.

No, you are not
doing what you can!

Okay, okay, Molly.
Molly, listen.

On sandbags, the siren
and those grants...

I'll have words
'cause you're right.

Good. Great.

Oh, Andrew, our
latest foster kid...

- You let him make a sandwich.
- Yeah?

Well, he likes growing things,

so we wondered if he
could plant some stuff

up at Bren's allotment.

Yes. Yes, please.
Yes. Oh, yeah.

I mean, he can grow
whatever he likes.

Yeah, me and the allotment,
we struggle. Yes.

See? We can work together.

It's interesting you
say that 'cause...

I've decided to stand in
the next local election,

probably not on the
same side, though, eh?

Oh, shit.

- Mum?
- Molly: What is it?

I've got an email from
that gene tracker.

Eh? What? From who?

I put the lift man's DNA
into an ancestry site,

and they've got a match.

Oh, you said that's not allowed.

It isn't, it's
not, but I just...

So, what did you get? What
kind of a match did you get?

- A sibling.
- Oh, a sibling! A brother?

No, no, it's a sister.

What? The sister
of the lift man?

Yeah, she's erm, living in...

What's this?
Gallargues-le-Mont...

I don't know how you say
it. It's France, I think.

Her name's Tasha Eden, she's
24, and we can message.

What? And say what?

I dunno.

What? Is that her?
Is that the sister?

I mean, it's a foreign code.

It's a lot of bloody numbers.

What are you gonna do?

Don't answer it.

- No?
- No.

Okay, yeah. I mean, it
might not have been her.

You know, could've
been somebody else.

Same number.

Hello? Hello?

Woman: Can I speak to
Joe Marshall, please?

Yeah, speaking. Is that Tasha?

Yeah, but... Sorry, the Joe
Marshall I need is a man.

Jo: Right, yeah, erm...

I've had an email telling me
I am a sibling match to him.

Jo: Yes, no, I-I'm Jo,
just without the E. I...

I put that on the end

because I know that the DNA I
was using is a man's. Erm...

But I don't know what you're
saying. What are you saying?

Sorry, yeah. Look, the
match is with your brother.

Tasha: My brother?

Yeah, erm... Look.
Oh, God, I'm...

Are you... Are you alone? Do
you have somebody with you?

"Alone", yes. What is this?

I-I'm so sorry, I just...

I'm afraid that your brother
died just under a week ago,

in Waterside, in Yorkshire.

What are you talking about?

We found a body, er...
We'd had a flood here.

My brother died five years ago!

I don't understand.
Who are you?

Look, I-I'm sorry.
I have to go.

I'm here to help.