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MARCUS BYRNE: They're arrested Jovan.

He'’s been in there for ages. [dramatic music]

DUBRAVKA: I understand.

MARCUS BYRNE: I just thought you should know.

[Kane sighs] DUBRAVKA: Don'’t call again.

My God. Where'’d you get this?

We hacked into the cell towers around the Mimica house.

-You and Billy Murdoch? -Hmm.

It'’s no wonder that DCI Harris didn'’t get very far, Sir.

Marcus must have led her up the garden path.

Him and others.

I mean, we don'’t know how deep this goes.

It proves a connection, but not much else.

What else do we need to know?

Well, that he...

tipped them off about the boat house operation.

That he'’s culpable in Sean'’s murder.

Yeah, but this is enough for you to give me more time.

Bring me something admissible, so we can charge him.

Yeah, and he can give us the Mimicas.

[door opens, closes]

[theme music]

[city sounds]

[footsteps running]

[phone pings]

[tense music]

[cell phone ringing]

[phone rings off]

[truck rumbles to a stop]

[high tempo music]

[truck revs engine]

[truck roars off] [tires squealing]

[bump] Pardon.

[footsteps running]

[cell phone vibrating]

[tense music]

Everything okay?

Yeah, everything's fine. See you later.

[car rumbling]

[tires crunching]

[car doors open]

[car doors close]

Why are we meeting her here?

Just doing what I'm told, Jovan.

[horse breathing heavily]

[tense music]

[whip cracks]

DUBRAVKA: Jovan.

Come to me, please.

[horse whinnies]

You need to stand close, or you will frighten him.

[horse neighs] [whip cracks]

Now...

you and I need to have a little talk.

[horse trotting, whinnies]

So, how did it go?

We've bought some more time.

Kane may be a po-faced old so-and-so,

but he knows his job.

We'll use the safe house as our base, okay?

Do I have a choice?

What do you think? I'll meet you there.

I've got to go back to my place first, grab those files.

Well, leave that with me.

I'm heading in that direction, anyway.

I have an errand to run.

[keys jangle]

[treacherous music]

[footsteps running]

[whip cracks] [horse whinnies]

I swear she planted it.

You didn't think to call a lawyer?

I did. I kept asking her.

I heard you offered to cooperate.

-Who told you that? -A friend.

Why would I do that? I am loyal to the family.

[horse whinnies]

Jovan, look at me.

[whip cracks] I know you are.

[hooves cantering] [horse neighs]

Next time call a lawyer.

Do not wait for us to send you one.

[tense music]

Of course. [horse snorts]

And Jovan.

I will not save you again.

[hooves clopping]

[whacking sound] Argh! Ah.

[groaning]

[people chattering] [footsteps running]

[breathing heavily]

[door breaks open]

[tense music]

[door crashes open]

[ominous music]

[metal clattering]

[grunting, breathing heavily]

[laughs ironically]

No, no, no, no.

Hey. Come on!

Let me out!

Come on! Aargh! [banging]

[screaming] Come on! Let me out!

You bitch.

[screaming] You bitch! [high tempo music]

[tense music]

[tiles breaking]

[tin box clanging]

[drawer opens]

[envelope crinkles]

[bag zips]

[door slams closed]

[birds singing]

[door opens]

[whistling]

Have you just robbed a stationers?

Are you gonna give me a hand or are you gonna take the piss?

So, we need to make a timeline

of Marcus's career from jobbing PC to DI.

You've heard of computers, right?

Yeah, but, you know, sometimes you need to see

what I need to see, the bigger picture.

Okay, so he only transferred to us a few years ago.

So, we'’re gonna need access to his service records

at the Greater London Police, and his unit's case history.

What level of clearance have you got on PNC?

Indigo.

Okay, that's good enough.

Right, once we've got all of the cases

that Marcus was involved in up on the board,

we can cross reference them

and work out when and why he was corrupted.

Maybe even by who.

[paper bag rustles]

[dramatic music]

What?

Well, go on then?

You need to take a breath, Hannah.

We've bought ourselves some time.

Sure.

We've got time, Billy.

But maybe Christian doesn't.

Fair enough.

[children chattering]

[whistles] Hey...

[Christian whispering]

-Okay? -Si.

[children shouting, screaming]

[man shouting at children]

[scooter engine revs]

[children shouting]

[man shouts at children]

[scooter roars away]

No!

[children laughing]

[quiet chatter]

[door squeaks open]

Drinking on duty?

Cranberry juice.

[kiss]

Well, I wouldn't blame you with what you've got on your plate.

[mysterious music]

[crows cawing]

[car doors open] [car doors close]

[dramatic music]

[crutches clattering]

I'm sorry.

Go to the kitchen. I made soup.

How did you explain it at the hospital?

I told them it was a riding accident.

Very good.

Dubravka.

Was it necessary?

Business to you is all about shaking hands

and making deals, isn't it?

Sometimes you still need the old ways.

[scoffs]

I'm prepared to get my hands dirty,

but only when necessary.

Goran, I punished Jovan for being stupid.

Don't make the same mistake by interfering in my business.

My business.

[tense music]

Leonard...

am I boring you?

No, of course.

Sorry. No.

So, what is it?

I've seen happier faces in an identity parade.

[exhales]

There is, uh, something I need to tell you.

One of those conversations.

No, no. It's, it's not about us.

It's about work.

This wasn't supposed to be about work.

Go on then, if you must.

[tense music]

[sighs]

I'm in receipt of some fresh information that might cast...

a new light... on the findings of your report.

The report into internal corruption that I just presented

at a packed press conference?

Well, how long have you been in possession

of this new information?

Less than a day.

So, what is it?

Nicky, I can'’t.

Can'’t or won't?

Both. And please...

don't ask me again.

Well, is it widely known about?

[scoffs] God no.

It's not even admissible.

What?

An illegal phone tap.

I knew this was a mistake.

[footsteps receding]

[door opens, closes]

[whispers] Marcus you absolute twat.

[sighs]

[dramatic music]

[tapping on phone]

Are these the exercises they gave you?

Yes.

So, why aren't you doing them?

The sooner you can be back on your feet,

the sooner you can be useful again.

[phone message chimes]

You'll need ice afterwards.

[tense music]

[door squeaks open]

What did you mean...

it was a mistake?

What I said.

What, this lunch? Us?

All of it.

I knew you would have to put the job first at some point.

I will call you, Leonard.

[footsteps receding]

[door opens]

[dramatic music]

[door bangs closed]

[footsteps pacing] [birds singing]

[dog barking in the distance]

[exhales]

[cell phone ringing]

[ominous music]

[scoffs]

Hey, where is she?

She went out.

Sh...

[car door closes] [car engine starts]

[keys jangle]

[door opens, closes] [car rumbles away]

[footsteps running up stairs]

I need a break and a brew.

Maybe this, uh...

this wasn't the best way of going about things.

Uh, I've, I've gone charging in again, haven't I?

Aye.

Full on bull mode, I'm afraid.

Look...

your MO in itself is sound,

but it's gonna take time and patience.

And I know both of those at the moment

are in short supply.

Okay, so, what do you suggest?

I say we finish what we started here.

Lay it all out.

See if Kane can find someone to look at it,

at the same time we try and come up with a shortcut.

We don't need a cast iron case against him, Hannah.

Not right now.

We just need enough to get inside the wee fucker'’s skull.

[dramatic music]

[cars rumbling]

[high tempo music]

[car door opens]

[car door closes]

[car tires squeal] [car roars off]

[car door closes]

[echoing footsteps]

Again. This dismal place?

Well...

there's no one to overhear us.

-No CCTV to record us. -Have you got news for me?

Your daughter is on her way back to the UK.

Is she safe?

Yeah. Just a little uncomfortable.

And the boy?

[street sounds]

DCI HARRIS: Not yet. It's all in hand.

[heavy breathing]

[people chatting]

[tense music]

[phone pings]

[bus rumbling]

[man speaking Croatian]

DCI HARRIS: There's another thing.

Your source...

at the police headquarters,

I think they may be compromised.

I told you to convince them that there was no source.

I had.

They have new information,

an illegal phone tap.

That idiot.

I told him not to call.

Five percent more...

and I'll take care of it.

Okay.

Ooh, this is getting expensive for you.

[scoffs]

You wouldn't understand.

[footsteps echoing]

[birds singing]

[water lapping gently]

[fishing reel clicking]

[bubbling]

[ominous music]

[bubbles rising]

[water rippling]

[fisherman panics]

[bag unzipping]

Urgh, drowners are the worst.

Give me a nice mangled RTA any time.

[tense music]

Not a drowner after all.

Bullet holes? Look for ID.

I've got something.

Who do you think you are to be doing anything?

Dubravka, I didn'’t know.

[door opens] So disrespectful.

I wanted to know who you were meeting.

Make sure you were okay.

You think I can't look after myself,

[phone ringing] that I need to be followed?

You're sitting on the largest profit

this family has ever seen,

and you do nothing about it.

Their patience is wearing thin.

As is mine with you.

-What? -I think you should take this.

Who is it?

Please just take it.

Yes? Hello.

That's me.

I see.

[dramatic music]

Yes.

This afternoon will be fine.

[phone beeps]

Is everything alright?

They've, uh...

they've found my Davor.

[solemn music]

And, er, my father?

No.

I'm sorry.

Just my Davor. [crying]

So, he joins the force as a graduate in the late 90s,

middling degree from a middling university

And he's a jobbing DS for the best part of a decade.

So, he's bumping along in the system

in one of the more well-to-do London boroughs,

burglaries, assaults, domestics.

Suspicious death every year or so,

if they're lucky. -Yep.

And then suddenly out of the blue, bingo,

he gets transferred to the drug squad.

Plucked from obscurity.

Yeah. So, within a year or two, he's more or less a high-flyer.

Gets mentioned prominently in dispatches

for one of the force'’s biggest drug busts of 2017.

Gets a commendation from the Chief Con.

Plus, a promotion to DI, to boot.

Yeah. So, he goes from zero to hero in 5.8 seconds

round about...then.

Something's off, Billy.

Someone's helped him climb up through the ranks,

threw him a juicy bone or two to speed up his progress.

Do you think there's someone else on the inside?

[dramatic music] [phone ringing]

Oh, hang on.

It'’s Kane. [phone beeps]

Yes, Sir?

Yes.

Yes.

Yep, okay, okay. I'll come in.

What is it?

Davor Mimica'’s body was found yesterday

at the Felton quarry.

We're in the clear, Hannah.

Those rounds are untraceable.

Your weapon technically doesn't exist.

Did it to protect your son.

To save him.

It was Davor or Christian.

Hannah.

It was me.

[flashback]

I shot him.

[shouts] [gunfire]

Urgh!

Three times.

[police siren wailing]

Nicky, call me, please.

[knock on door] [door opens]

Sir. [door closes]

Provisional findings from the lab.

Three rounds to the chest.

Ballistics could take weeks.

Rival gang maybe.

Well, it has all the hallmarks.

Which supports what you've been saying all along.

That the Mimica'’s are still in business.

You think they knew,

the rest of them, yeah, that he was dead?

Well, we haven't seen or heard from Davor Mimica in months.

So, they must have had an inkling.

Yeah, which maybe explains why they felt the need to lie low.

-Bide their time. -Hmm.

And why Dubravka'’s taken over.

[ominous music]

I want you to go to the mortuary.

Identify him.

I'’d like this confirmed from our side.

This could be good news, Hannah, you know, for Christian.

[door opens] [door closes]

[people chatting]

[tense music]

[phone vibrates]

[speaking Spanish]

[car door closes]

[car starts]

[man speaking Croatian on phone]

[men shouting, running]

[truck engine start] [tires squeal]

[bus engine starts]

Kane wants me to identify the body.

Jesus, that'’s some ask.

Mm-hmm.

That's the mother of all understatements.

And do you, um...

Do you want to talk about it?

Not really.

If you'll excused pun...

This was gonna surface sometime.

We both knew that.

Just remember the reasons why.

Hannah...

are you still there?

[dramatic music]

[police siren wails]

[tense music]

[bag unzipping]

[birds singing]

[car driving past]

[ominous music]

[brakes squeak]

[car doors open, close]

You want me to come in with you?

PATHOLOGIST: I have to warn you,

after such a long period of immersion,

what you see won't be pleasant.

How could this ever be pleasant?

I want to see my son.

If you'd like to follow me, please.

[ominous music]

Again, I should warn you.

Just show me.

[bag unzipping]

-Can you confirm or deny... -Yes, that'’s him.

I'’m afraid I do need you to say the name.

This is my son...

Davor Mimica.

Leave it.

[dramatic music]

My boy [crying].

My boy.

My boy.

My boy. [sobbing]

[car door opens]

Should I take you home?

No.

There's somewhere else I need to go first.

And Goran...

thank you for being there today.

You're a good nephew.

[car door closes] [door opens]

Did you see him?

Yeah.

Yeah.

I saw Dubravka too.

Dubravka? Holy shit.

Hmm.

God, if that was me, Billy, I...

[dramatic music]

This is gonna motivate her even more, isn't it,

to find Christian?

Well, then it should motivate us too.

Yeah. So, look, I've been, um, I've been thinking about Marcus.

We know there's no way that he's smart enough

to have achieved what he achieved

in London all on his own.

Our bigger fish.

Yeah. So, do you think it's possible

we could offer him a deal?

Uh, get him to give us whoever's further up the food chain

and the Mimicas.

And in exchange, he gets a lighter sentence.

You know, I'm not crazy about that toerag getting a deal.

Me neither.

But if it helps to protect Christian, then...

Go home.

You need some rest.

What, what about all this? Like...?

It'll still be here in the morning. Go on.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[keys clang]

[sighs]

[soft music]

[laughs softly] [fridge opens]

Oh, thanks, Billy.

Treat in the freezer.

[fridge doors open/close]

Ah. Oh, God.

[bottle top unscrews]

[wine pours]

[tense music]

Get out of my house.

I know now for certain

that my Davor is dead,

and so do you.

I do not know who shot him.

But I know where he was going when he died.

I will not rest until your son is dead also,

and you know how it feels to lose a child.

If you touch Christian.

He will suffer... and he will die.

And sooner than you think.

I'll see myself out.

[footsteps receding]

[door opens, closes]

[phone rings]

Do I have to come over there and put you to bed myself?

Dubravka was here.

You're kidding me?

No, she was in the house

waiting for me when I got back from work.

Stay where you are, I'm coming to get you.

I think she knows, Billy.

I think she knows where Christian is.

Why is this taking so long?

Because the CPS doesn't like being woken

in the middle of the night.

'Cause they don't like being asked to offer

sentencing discounts to corrupt officers, more like.

On flimsy evidence.

Thank you, Sir.

[door opens] Thank you.

[door closes]

[car rumbles]

[tires squeal]

[tense music]

[knocking on door]

[door opens]

[crow caws]

Sorry, darling. It's a work thing.

Hi, Tanya.

Hi.

[door closes]

[ominous music]

What's this about?

It's about this.

MARCUS: They're arrested Jovan. He's been in there for ages.

DUBRAVKA: I understand.

MARCUS BYRNE: I just thought you should know.

DUBRAVKA MIMICA: Don'’t call again.

[bus rumbling, hissing]

[threatening music]

[people chattering]

[newspaper rustling]

HANNAH: So, aren't you gonna say anything?

Aren't you gonna try and convince us that,

oh, it's, it's not what it sounds like?

That it wasn't you who betrayed Sean and three others.

You know, we had a look at your police record...

from your time working in the smoke.

Yeah. And it's good.

It's suspiciously good.

It's like someone with an actual brain

is telling you where to go.

What to look for.

I want you out of my house.

Come on, Marcus. Get real. It's over.

This is bad. You're gonna need a lawyer.

It's not just me and Billy and Kane.

The CPS are involved.

You've got no time and you've got no choice.

You give us the Mimicas

and whoever it is who's further up the food chain,

and then we can start organising

protection for you and your family.

So, I suggest you talk to your wife.

[dramatic music]

[noisy airport sounds]

Hi there, um, I need a flight to the UK

as soon as possible, please.

[background airport announcements]

[tense music]

[echoing sounds]

[water swishing]

[packet rustling]

Aargh!

[metal creaking]

[banging]

Argh, ah!

[dramatic music]

[knocking on door] [door opens]

Superintendent Kane, Hannah.

[door closes]

Given the circumstances, I thought it only fair

to informDCI Harris as a matter of courtesy.

I only told her just now.

[threatening music]

It is helpful for me to be here, Hannah,

hope you understand.

Yeah, of course. Hmm, mm-hmm.

And we have Billy Murdoch from the National Crime Agency

patched in via mobile.

DCI NICKY HARRIS: Oh, I just wanted to congratulate you...

HANNAH: Sorry ma'’am.

His time'’s nearly up. So, I'm...

[Tanya talking with children]

[dramatic music]

You okay?

Yeah.

[children laughing]

I just need to make a call.

[dog barking] [door closes]

[phone ringing]

Ah, this is him.

Marcus...

I'm here with Superintendent Kane

and Sourav Dravid of the CPS.

Marcus are, are you there?

I'll take the deal.

HANNAH: You won'’t regret it.

Marcus, Billy Murdoch and the protection officers

are parked outside your house as we speak.

Just say the word and we'll send them in.

[sighs]

[crackling, scuffling sounds]

Marcus?

Marcus, are you still there? [car door opens]

Mummy's just going to check on daddy, okay?

Shit.

[claps hands]

[police radio chatter]

[door opens]

Marcus?

[ominous music]

[screaming] [footsteps running]

[police siren wailing]