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This programme contains some violent scenes from the start,

some scenes which some viewers may find upsetting from the start,

and very strong language

What we talked about. I think we're going to go for it tomorrow.

Which one? Whichever's unluckiest.

GUNSHOT

Are you really her?

Yep.

Do you want to go for a drink sometime?

Is that what you wanted to ask? I can't.

I can't be responsible for anyone getting hurt.

You won't be because we're going to stop her.

We need someone who can point him out and get out the way.

You do well, we do well. All right, Robin Hood.

This new mine out here - not every councillor is a fan.

Someone tried to warn her. You'll be getting a visitor shortly.

And your name was?

For Nicky!

You're dead, mate. Dead, dead, dead!

BIRDS CALL

REPEATED CLICKING

SHE SOBS

There's no other word for it.

It was an execution,

of two citizens under our protection,

in our care.

Oh, Stephie...

I am so, so sorry.

Hi, Sandy.

We can take our time.

And when you're ready,

you can tell me absolutely anything about what happened.

I sent officers

to Ann and Roy Branson's first thing.

They're on their way in to us now.

Voluntarily. They're not under arrest.

You know, they're a large family,

so any one of them could have been involved.

Promises of a statement from police shortly

over this outbreak of gun violence

in a quiet seaside town. HE SIGHS

So far, we know the vic... CLICK

Shall we put this on the investment portfolio?

"Come to Nottinghamshire,

"where the outlaws are back

"and thriving"?

CHATTER

So what is this?

A revenge killing for a revenge killing,

and, soon after, a revenge killing for that?

Hmm.

This ends before it begins. Ma'am.

PHONE RINGS

323. We've got keys in the ignition.

BIRDSONG

TREES RUSTLE

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

So... That it?

Our part in all this done?

DAPHNE SIGHS

I don't know how to even begin.

SHE SIGHS

I don't know, l-let's just start saying things,

see if a conversation accidentally starts happening.

Go.

What happened yesterday?

Nothing. We left 'em to it. Didn't get involved.

"We"?

You mean Rachel, don't you?

I know it must have been a shock,

but you should have talked to me first.

That was my business. Yours?!

Mum, you've been lying.

You're a liar.

There's a difference between a secret and a lie.

A secret is a private thing that you...

..that might be very upsetting,

that you keep to yourself,

so you can try and move away from it, and...

I don't even know who you are.

I heard you, Mum...

..with that copper bloke. I...

I was a police officer in a former life. Briefly.

You hate the police! Yeah, exactly.

So you're the one they was all searching for round here...

..who was grassing everyone up.

Them miners.

You know what? All you need to know is

that I don't regret a fucking thing.

Everything before that, the old me,

my God, yeah. Yeah.

But everything after that, that...that kept me here,

that gave me this, that gave me you...

..no.

I will never regret or apologise for that.

SIREN BLARES IN DISTANCE

And as we agreed last night, Ian,

I can delegate emergency powers to you

as a review officer.

A review?

The c... The case is live. I'm still...

A civilian investigator to conduct and review

this live case.

It's part of the return scheme

for retired officers we lost in the exodus during austerity.

And just to be clear, once this is resolved,

I'm back out again.

Very clear.

PHONE RINGS

Lisa?

Ian. I've just heard from Sandy.

It's horrifying. Just horrifying.

She only lived round the corner from us.

They came to my group.

This will really set people off round here.

I'm the council's crime spokesperson, Ian.

People will want a statement.

Yeah, well, our comms team are across it here, so...

"Our"?

You've gone back?

Yeah, just temporary, you know. Don't worry.

Just for this one case, so, um...

I'll call you later. I've got to go.

Bye.

Have you got a plan? You think I can control this?

What have I always told you?

You might not be able to control what happens,

but you can control what people think about it.

PHONE RINGS Oh, here we go.

Straight away, yep.

That councillor

who's most opposed to the development - Lisa -

she wants to meet, have a chat.

Dad? Um...

PHONE STILL RINGING

Huh?! Swipe the screen,

remember? You swipe... swipe to answer.

Oh, right.

Bloody bullshit phones!

They just make life harder.

Yes?

Yes, I've seen the news.

Mm-hm.

DOOR CLOSES

Right, just to reiterate, you're not under arrest.

But, uh,

yeah, you are entitled to legal representation.

OK. Just crack on.

HE CLICKS PEN

Everything OK, pal?

Everything's brilliant, thanks.

So, um, where were you yesterday?

Oh, we had a big family do for our niece Kiera's 18th.

About a dozen of us round hers. Ask anyone.

We are doing.

We have. And?

They all say you had a big family do

at your niece Kiera's 18th, about a dozen of you.

Mm. Exact same words,

funnily enough.

Truth always sounds t'same, I suppose.

Well, if you could just, uh, write down

all the names of the people who were at the party.

PEN CLICKS

And can you think of any reason why the family of the man

who is charged with killing your son, Ryan Bott...

Don't say his name.

I know who he is.

Don't need to hear his name.

Ta.

..why his family were shot dead

down at the coast yesterday?

Yeah. Awful. Just awful.

You lot must be shittin' yersens.

Right cock-up, eh?

But we had nowt to do wi' it. Ask anyone.

KNOCK AT DOOR

DOOR OPENS

Sorry to interrupt.

Obviously needs identifying, but...

..from, the driving licence, it's their nephew.

Kyre Branson.

Sir?

Harry.

He's dead?

Pretty gruesome, apparently.

Shears - through the guts.

Not pretty.

All right, thanks. Yeah. Course.

You all right? Yeah, I'm OK.

That means we have 'em, the Bransons. They were there.

No, no, it means he were there.

You know, if he killed them, who killed him?

I mean, Jesus.

How do we play this?

Hey. Sorry.

You all done?

So, um...

Your Kyre were at the party?

Yeah.

Cos we just had some information

from our officers down at the coast

to say they found another body.

In a van, you know?

Nearby.

And from the ID on the body, it seems to be, um...

..Kyre.

You said... Some privacy.

Now.

DOOR OPENS

Fuck it. It can't be.

It's not him.

ROY BREATHES HEAVILY

Fuck...

HE GRUNTS

HE YELLS

THUD

THUD

HE CLICKS PEN REPEATEDLY

About to charge us, aren't they?

All these years...

..and it's this, now.

DOOR OPENS

Well, you're going to have to protect us, aren't you?

What? We're going to need protection.

Kyre were close to our Nicky.

He were very upset about what happened.

If - if - in grief,

he went and did summat daft on his own,

there's going to be a lot of folk out for our blood, in't there?

Round-t'clock protection, please.

And better than what you gave them Bottomleys.

Understood? PEN CLICKS

Hold on. Protection?! For how many of them?

Well, they've asked for the whole family.

MURMURING How many's that?

Well, in total, about a baker's dozen,

given cousins and nieces, nephews, partners.

They're taking the piss. HE SCOFFS

Right, we can group 'em together.

Two households, max.

Blow-up beds if needs must. And one armed officer outside.

And I'll still need your supporting evidence

for the bean counters. Where are Ma and Pa now?

We're putting them in a hotel for now,

at their request.

But just to be clear, Ma'am, no-one's happy about this.

You know, there's officers here, myself included,

that... We've worked the best part of three decades

to try and get a charge to stick to Roy Branson.

Why are they so impervious, this lot?

As I say, it's a mess.

I've been trying to untangle it for years.

And now they're all turning on each other.

Your delicate ecosystem is collapsing in on itself.

Well, with respect, Ma'am, you weren't here.

It took blood, sweat and tears

to get this to turn a corner last time, but we did it.

Now, I'm not saying there aren't gangs and drugs,

but for years they've stuck to their own patch,

let each other have their own interests.

But this could upset the balance.

And then we'll be right back there again.

And God knows how that ends.

QUIET CHATTER

SHE SIGHS

I feel like a fucking idiot.

SHE SIGHS

LINE RINGS

PHONE RINGS Oh, OK...

Summat's come up - you're cancelling.

No, no. Well, yes. Summat has come up, but...

HE SIGHS

Hi, Julie.

Hi.

Look, I just briefly stepped back into the fold,

you know, just to help out on this one case,

these killings.

Fine, yeah, I understand. Yeah.

I'm not, um...

I'm determined not to fall back into, you know...

I really still want to do something tonight.

I just... Going to be a bit later,

so I wondered whether you, um...

..you were happy to come down into town,

you know, down Notts?

Um, no, yeah. Yeah, I-I can do that. Yes, fine.

You sure? Yeah. Yeah.

I can, uh, get a bus into Nottingham.

I can tie my own shoelaces and everything.

HE CHUCKLES OK.

Yeah, thank you. Thank you.

Um, well, look, I'll think of somewhere,

and then I'll text you or...

OK. Sorry. Yeah.

I mean, yeah. Sorry it's so, um, stressful,

where you are. It...

PHONE BEEPS Oh, shit. Um...

Oh, I-I've... I've got another call coming in, so I'll, um...

Yeah. Bye. Bye.

Uh, hello? Hi, Julie.

Dave from Howell and Harper here. Just a bit of good news.

The couple who viewed the house yesterday have made an offer.

An off...? An offer? Really?

Yeah. They thought

it was exactly what they were looking for.

Yeah. Can you...?

Sorry, can you just give me a couple of seconds?

LOUD CHATTER

LOCK CLUNKS

Just fuck off. Just fuck off!

Come through.

FAINT BUZZING

DOOR CLOSES BUZZING STOPS

Hello, you. Ryan!

Come here. We're only allowed one, but,

oh, it's so good to see you, mate.

Yeah, you too. I missed you.

Yeah. Shall we sit down?

So, are you pair...?

Ryan, you remember me? I'm, um... I'm a social worker.

We saw each other outside your mum's the other day.

And I'm Ian St Clair.

I were a Detective Chief Superintendent.

I'm just helping out. Are you OK, Steph?

Has summat happened?

A bad thing.

Ryan, I'm... I'm very sorry. Um...

Stephie wanted to come and tell you herself.

Despite...

She's...she's been through a lot, the past 24 hours.

Hey, where's Mum and Uncle Denis, Steph?

They're dead.

What, no-one was, like, protecting 'em? Fucking...

What, it's cos of me? Cos of...?

It's cos they was after me for Nicky, weren't they?

Yeah. What, the fucking Bransons, yeah?

We're yet to establish that.

Oh, well. Well... All right.

Well, well. Calm.

What, and Stephie was there, yeah?

What, and they knew about her?

Yeah? What, and they still went...

And they left her alone, what, to fend... Fucking...

Hey, hey, hey! Right. Right.

Right. Sit!

All right. Now.

Ryan, if you need some support, there is a team

that I can put you in contact with, and I do suggest that...

Where are they now? Hmm? Where are they putting you?

Where's she going to stay, eh?

Where are you going to stay, Stephie?

Hey, we need... We need you to be OK.

Well, we're hoping for some specialised support housing.

Or, temporarily, we could look into a residential care home.

Just...just for a short time while this all, you know...

I want to be alone a sec.

Just me and her.

You all right?

OK.

BEEP DOOR OPENS

Come here, look. Sit here, Steph.

DOOR CLOSES

DOOR OPENS

The office would have sufficed.

Nah. Boring!

We wanted to... roll out the red carpet.

Bells and whistles for the Sheriff of Nottingham.

Wow, though, yeah.

Not too shabby.

Well, actually, it's incredibly shabby,

practically falling down, but old is old, I guess.

Our garden - we're particularly proud

of some rare wild flowers that took an aeon to cultivate.

I can give you a tour later, if you like.

Listen, I'm so sorry.

This was about me.

Yeah? Not you.

I did it.

I stopped the man.

What man?

What man, Stephie?

One of the two men.

Two men? What, the men who...?

You stopped one?

Yeah.

Dead.

Stephie, look at me.

He hurt Mum and Uncle Denis.

And so you hurt him? And he's dead?

HE EXHALES

HE CHUCKLES

BOTH LAUGH

Whoa!

And you've met my father, Franklin Warner.

Mrs Waters.

I'm so pleased you agreed to come.

Franklin.

I, uh, wasn't expecting to meet with you, actually.

Sorry. Sam didn't say.

Well, I'm afraid you're getting both barrels.

That was meant to sound charming.

Uh, I don't know why it came across so violent.

Of all the district councillors

who get a vote on our multi-use energy hub -

and this is my son's assessment,

he's pretty astute at this kind of stuff -

there are only two strongly against.

I represent the ward the development would be in,

and Sandy the one next door, and...

I was actually here to raise something else.

The mine is only one element.

As you know, we're talking about research and developments

into nuclear fusion, natural gas,

not to mention five billion in economic activity

in Nottinghamshire. 500 jobs.

This renewed crimewave we're seeing,

borne out of drugs and desperation -

isn't that all tied into the lack of work?

Lack of prospects?

The inheritance of deindustrialisation...

Yes, but the closing down

of the last coal-fired power station in the country

should be a huge moment,

and to replace it by immediately reopening

a Victorian industry literally no-one is asking for,

and damaging...

Britain needs to build.

Hmm?

Unless you disagree with that.

I don't necessarily disagree with...

No, I mean build, Lisa.

Build like we've never done before.

Build like we did after the war. Build. But more.

Houses, towns, villages, hospitals,

hubs of enterprise, infrastructure.

After decades of inertia, no ambition.

And that needs steel.

And steel needs coal.

And aren't all the steelmakers saying

they're keen to find eco-alternative fuels to coal?

Mm-hm. You heard this. Yeah, she knows her stuff.

It's...it just feels like a gimmick. Sorry.

Tossing some red meat to the red wall,

fighting the culture wars by pissing off

the environmentalists or owning the libs.

These are real jobs.

Showing that we're what here?

Still imprisoned by the accident of where we're born?

Mm...

You see the wild flowers growing here?

You know, when they closed the mines and the quarries,

uh...was the most remarkable thing happened.

Calcareous plants, they're called.

SAM POURS DRINK

Yes, they, uh... they begin to spring up.

HE CHUCKLES

Yes. Rare and beautiful.

What's your point, Mr Warner?

That things can grow here.

We're told they can't, but they can.

There's colour.

And life.

Listen, I'm her next of kin, right?

And she's an adult. Yeah?

Stephie, what do you want, duck?

You tell 'em what you want.

To go back home.

Live at home.

Move back into her mum's house?

Well, her house.

Our house now, right?

There'll be a will or summat?

Maybe. I wouldn't know.

But given what Stephie's been through...

Yeah, and I'm her next of kin now, aren't I,

now they're gone?

I assume.

But you're also in prison.

Yeah, and...?

And? I'm going to sort mesen out, aren't I?

For her.

I'm going to get involved, you know, programmes.

You know, they're building up a library in here.

I could work on that if someone recommends me.

You always liked reading, didn't you, Steph?

That... That is good, Ryan,

but, um, I wouldn't feel comfortable with that

without arranging some support...

Yeah, I-I'll arrange it.

We've got cousins, haven't we?

Cousins?

Well, yeah.

Yeah, they can come, stay,

help her.

It's the right thing to do, innit?

Family.

Keep it in the family.

What's left of our...

..our family.

I actually wanted to give you a heads-up

that I've been sent something, anonymously.

Might be bollocks, might not be,

but, given the climate, it unsettled me,

and I wanted to hear from the horse's mouth first.

I don't know if you remember that hoo-ha that got whipped up

a couple years back during the Ashfield murders.

Talk of undercover cops being sent into these villages

by the Met Police.

"Who was Thatcher's inside man during the strike?"

Well, all this is saying that there was someone else here.

Someone big.

Like a big cheese.

You're not serious. What is all this?

I don't know. What is this?

Who would send this?

"Code name Westminster Bridge."

OK, right, yeah.

Someone trying to besmirch him.

Derail our bid.

Desperate. I'm not saying I believe it.

I could have gone straight to the press.

Would've helped me, my case,

to discredit your plans for round here. But I didn't.

What are these even implying? I don't...

There was, like, a boss undercover person in '84,

Thatcher's man on the ground, to break the NUM's hold here,

fund and facilitate the breakaway union,

and got rewarded with government contacts

and contracts and... Thank you...

..Sheriff.

I was told we were having one meeting,

and it appears we're having another.

But you will understand

if I therefore prepare for the one...you actually want

and take the necessary advice.

So there is truth in all this?

In the meantime, I think we should keep this between us.

Course. Um...

SHE EXHALES Yeah.

DOOR BANGS IN BACKGROUND

You know, if anything serious did flare up,

if the inmates ever knew quite how...

..understaffed this place is, or any prison...

Yeah. Well... Mm.

Of course, you know who else is in here.

The epitome of the broken working-class lad

who got lost along the way.

Scott Rowley.

Yeah, well...

I doubt I'd be much use there.

I mean, he were never in a gang, were he?

He were t'definition of a lone wolf.

And that's, uh,

frankly, not a head I want to get inside again.

Truth be told.

OK.

LOUD FUNKY MUSIC

LOUD CHATTER

CORK POPS

MUSIC DROWNS SPEECH

Oh, hi! SHE CHUCKLES

Thanks for coming down this way.

Is this all right? It's a bit, um...

Yeah! It's fine.

Right. OK. Do you want a drink?

Uh, oh, a...glass of wine, please.

Uh, no, actually, can I have a gin and tonic?

Yeah.

I was just starting to find my feet, you know?

It was my new job,

and, you know, meeting with community leaders

who are full of passion and different ways of thinking.

And... You know,

with everything, every service just totally fucked right now,

it's just...

You know, I were up at the prison today and it's...

It's hard to keep faith, but, you know, I guess we have to.

Yeah. Yeah.

I was thinking I might do a course or summat, you know?

Like Open University.

A course? What in?

Um, history, politics, sociology,

psychology! Oh, I don't know!

I just thought, "Why not learn something?"

You know, keep learning.

I mean, why do people stop at this age?

Is it... Is it because they think they know everything?

I sometimes think I barely know anything!

Oh, you know stuff, Julie.

I've always... SHE CHUCKLES

..you know, of you...

Yeah... Yeah, I mean, I know... I know I know things, but...

And when...when something

like what happened to me happens and...

..everything in front of you just gets erased, you know,

it-it sort of...

It forces you to imagine...

..you know, a different...

Yeah. ..sort of...

Oh, I know. I mean, it's strange.

You know, in the police, you know, you're encouraged

to sort of take retirement in your 50s.

Yeah. And, you know,

you're supposed to be winding down,

when actually you're still sort of...

Why can't we be winding up?

Yeah! BOTH LAUGH

It's true!

Um...

So, um,

you say you were at the prison today, you said?

Yeah. Where he is?

Yeah.

I thought, um...well, um...

It was, uh, put to me today that I might go and see him.

Go and see him?

Well, I'm not saying I will. It's just, you know,

my new job now, it's about trying to imagine,

you know, a different, um...

Well, it's about... It's about prevention,

rehabilitation and...

Rehabilitation?! Him?!

Well, no, not necessarily him.

Just... Well, technically, yeah.

You know, I mean, God,

what's prison for, if it's not for rehabilitation?

Well, it's to punish people, in't it?

It's to stop dangerous people

from b-being... Of course it is. No.

It's just... I mean, it's like what you were saying -

you know, it's about knowing what you don't know.

And, you know, my new job,

it's about trying to understand why.

It's about, you know,

the cracks that people like that fall through

and then trying to... What's there to understand?

I mean, h-he's a psychopath who killed my husband in...

Do you not remember how... Yes, I do.

..how Gary was taken from us?

And, what, you're thinking of going

and patting him on the arm and saying, "There, there,"

like he...like he's the victim?

No, that's not what I'm...

Look, I wish I hadn't said anything. I'm sorry.

That's not what I'm doing.

I'm sorry. I-I think I'm going to... I'm going to have to go.

Oh, Julie, no, come on. No, no, I'm sorry.

It's not... It's not you. It's just

I've got a lot of stuff rattling around in my head,

and I just don't think I can do...this.

Well, come on, at least let me take you home.

No, no, please, don't feel bad.

I-I know that I'm overreacting, and I know

I'm going to be embarrassed in the morning, but I...

Thank you, Ian. I'm sorry. Thank you.

HE SIGHS

DOOR CREAKS

BABBLING THROUGH BABY MONITOR

SHE SIGHS

SIREN BLARES IN DISTANCE

Two phones were found in the back of the van -

Kyre's and then this one.

What does it tell us? Anything?

Well, not loads so far. Barely been used.

Smacks of a burner, though.

Zero apps, no browsing history,

only one text received and one call made.

This, from an unknown number.

"They know where you are. Run. Now. Then call this number."

And so this phone was found with Kyre Branson -

so this message was for him? "Run"?

Well, we don't know that, do we?

Just that it was on him when he died.

I mean, he could have taken it off someone else.

Well, it's been wiped of any distinguishable prints,

if that rings any alarm bells.

Maybe. You know, maybe someone tried to send

a message to Pam and Denis on this phone,

and then he found it.

You said it made a call?

Yeah, an hour and 40 after that "run" message was received.

Just calling the number that sent it.

What, this number here? Yeah.

And can we ping it? You know, find the location?

By the way, only two sets of prints

found on the garden shears - Denis and Stephie -

so no real leads there.

Ooh! We have a pulse.

This is the mast

nearest to the phone that sent the message, right now.

That's near the Sparrows' farm.

Could they have...?

The Bottomleys? No, no, I mean,

they're messed up, but I doubt they'd do something like this.

But the phone is right there.

Ronan was at the scene when Nicky Branson died.

That's... I mean, that's a lot of Sparrow overlaps

right there.

Harry, I got something.

Look, Denis used his card at a pub near the safe house

at 2:14 that day,

so I thought it might be worth checking who else were around.

You know, see if they were being watched

or if other punters saw anything.

Agreed. I can head there now. Or we can, or...

Uh, no, I'm going to go to the Sparrows'.

I think you're right.

I'm going to check up on this text, you know.

OK. Stay in touch. Right.

Lent him my sit-on mower.

Don't suppose I'll ever see that again, will I?

RAIN PATTERS ON ROOF

Did you see any comings and goings?

Oh, loads. A quiet street like this?

It was like Piccadilly Circus here the last couple of days.

Well, how I imagine Piccadilly Circus to be.

Never been.

Don't want to.

HE CHUCKLES

And?

There's a...a street group chat. Er...

We all sometimes post, er, our observations on it,

if you know what I mean.

Huh. Mm.

Thanks.

Ooh, and one more thing.

He asked for a phone charger.

A phone charger?

Yes. Said they'd been given a new phone or something.

Yeah? Ian, just a quickie.

Neighbour says the Bottomleys

did come into possession of a new phone -

one they didn't have a charger for, so, yeah.

The "run" message feels like

it was deliberately handed to them.

Right, good. Useful.

Look, I'm here now, so...

Also, the gun

found with Kyre's body matches the one that killed Denis,

but not the sister.

That was a different weapon. Maybe a different person.

That's interesting.

I'll call you when I'm done here.

SEAT BELT UNCLIPS

Happen we heard you'd retired.

Oh, aye? Who'd you hear that from?

Look, he's said everything that needs saying,

from what he saw.

So what else?

Well, the matter's developed,

as I'm sure you've heard.

So, have the Bransons been up here?

Had any contact at all?

No. Why would we?

Don't you know owt about owt round here?

How things work?

Us, chatting to them?!

We think someone tried to send a message to Pam and Denis.

Someone trying to warn them that they were in danger.

And I just wondered if that were anyone here.

God, you are dumber than you look.

And you look really dumb, mate.

No, we don't go about saving people from other people.

We're not the fucking Thunderbirds.

What if I told you that the phone that sent that message

is pinging from round here?

And if I wanted, I could get a warrant?

Do whatever floats your boat, duck.

We've answered your questions.

It's been fun.

Now we've got things to be getting on with.

Oh, one last thing. Kyre Branson.

We know he were there cos we found him dead.

Near the scene.

So, whatever this is, it's not going away.

It's a gathering storm, and I'm worried about anyone

who's at the centre of it.

Remember what happened last time?

So this is a brief opportunity for you to help yourselves

by helping us. Come in, talk.

Tell us what you know.

Think about it.

Cos this is a triple murder now.

And those responsible - they're not mucking about.

SHE SIGHS

PHONE PINGS

HE CHUCKLES

The nosy neighbour thread's come through.

Love it.

They have reges and everything.

Weirdos.

Should I, uh, forward this on to...?

Hold off one sec.

Do this first.

OK.

HE KNOCKS AT DOOR

Hi there.

Uh, someone was coming out downstairs,

or we'd have buzzed.

I'm DCS Summers. This is DI Clarke.

You are Rachel...Crossley?

Um...

Yeah, my partner's just come home from work.

Can...?

Can this...?

It's very important we speak.

Right.

You work shifts, Jamie?

Factory, warehouse or...?

No, I'm a surgeon.

Um, I work in radio.

Where were you at two o'clock today?

Seriously? Why... Why are you asking this?

Why?

Do you mind if you show me your bank card, Rachel?

We're investigating a crime over by Mablethorpe.

The victims were in the same pub

at the same time someone used your card.

You're one of several people who paid by card

around that time.

I don't...

I'm sorry?

Uh...

SHE BREATHES QUICKLY

I don't know what to do.

I don't... Hey, what is it?

Babe, come here. Come here.

What is it?

I don't...

What's up?

BREATHING SLOWS

I was there, in, um, a personal capacity.

SHE BREATHES DEEPLY

With another person.

I need to speak with my fiance privately, please.

You don't know, or have had any contact with,

Pam and Denis Bottomley?

No.

And you're not acquainted with the Branson family?

Kyre Branson or...? No.

Right, well, um...

We should go.

I'll show them out. Yeah, yeah, do it, yeah.

Are you having an affair?

No.

It's... It's much worse.

I-I'm scared.

SHE BREATHES RAPIDLY

Come here. Come here.

Whoops-a-daisy.

Looks like they'll be having a long night of the soul.

What is it?

Can I trust you?

Yeah. Course.

One of those cars is mine. When you search, you'll see.

I, uh...

I checked on them the night before they died.

OK... So that's a normal thing...

I didn't leave until the morning after.

I, uh...

I crashed there.

Fell asleep after I, um...

Which I know is a bit...

..you know... We...

We had a drink and, um...

I don't know how much you know about what happened with me,

but this has, um...

..opened up a lot of old ground, and...

I'm fine. I'm going to be fine,

but I'm aware my...behaviour is a little, uh,

erratic right now.

And I'd prefer if we could just keep...

They phoned me.

The Bottomleys.

The afternoon they died.

Their phone's going to show a call to the station.

I answered and... HE PUFFS

..I didn't act on it.

Cos they just... They were just checking in.

OK.

So I suggest we both...

..help each other out, OK?

Yeah, I'm just... I'm...

I'm not sure what to say. I...

I was just trying to do the right thing.

And...having to...to meet your real mum...

..like that, when they're all just so...

..so much in trouble, and...

And I felt so...

..lost. You're not lost, Rach.

Jesus.

You're here with me.

You're with me.

But you couldn't tell me any of it.

OK.

So...

..they're going to find out, the police,

that you...

Christ's sake. Um...

..you were there, at this killing. Yeah?

I-I don't know.

Probably. Yeah.

OK.

So that policeman...

Yeah?

You'd better call him. Mm.

What's this, then? Mothers' meeting?

If you like.

Let's make it Irish.

I've got stuff to talk about.

What, are you dying?

You're not dying?

SHE CHUCKLES No, I'm not dying.

SHE CLEARS THROAT

SHE SIGHS

SHE INHALES DEEPLY

Rory...

You've a sister. Daphne, what are you...?

Come again? An older sister.

A... A... A...half-sister.

I had her when I was young. And...

..and Ronan found her.

HE did? Am I the only one who didn't fucking know this?!

We didn't tell him anything. He just...

SHE SIGHS He found something.

Oh, you didn't think to tell me, you little cunt?!

Oi! She was the one that was with him that day.

Nicky Branson's murder.

You met her?

Is... Is she all right?

Well, who is she, now?

How is she?

Is her name...?

Rachel.

Still Rachel.

Rachel?

What? Why, Ronan?

What did you go and see her for?

What...? What's that got to do with the bastard pig

that come up here? They know, right.

They know that we're involved, and it's getting out of hand.

And the only way we're going to get out of this...

..is to work with them.

HE GROANS

Right. Come on, somebody killed their Kyre,

and they're going to kill again.

And, like it or not, we are in danger.

Yeah, we've been in danger before.

But this is different, Rory. Look at me. This is different!

We've got to put the Bransons away.

HE SCOFFS

Somehow.

I really think it's the only way for us to be OK.

LOUD CHATTER

LINE RINGS

Hey, man.

How are you getting on, like? King of the wing yet or what?

Yeah. So, look,

I need you to up sticks to my mum's...

..old place in Ashfield,

help my sister out, look after her.

Right? Look after your sister?

Who the fuck are y...?

Come on, man. Ashfield? Not be in town? That's...

You can have my mum's house.

Old house. It's nicer.

New customers.

Opportunities.

Little bit of expansion. Yeah?

But...

..you look out for my sister.

All right? That's job number one.

What about funds?

Hmm? You can't up sticks and start over with no dough.

I mean, you got a pot of gold

at the end of the rainbow somewhere?

We need cash.

CALL DISCONNECTS

So you keep an eye on them at all times and...

PHONE RINGS

Uh... Just a sec.

Yeah?

CLATTERING NEARBY

This is just a joke.

I think we've got 'em.

Great, so let's bring... No, no, we need to...

Let's go and talk somewhere private, all right?

HE GROANS

Anyone asks, you're here to sell us cookies, right?

So you were there and you saw it happen?

No, not when it happened,

but I was there, I know it was them.

No, not if you didn't see it!

There's a voicemail on there you'll find interesting.

Roy Branson - unhappy, as it were.

Right, but...

Look, given your own history, you're not exactly

the most trustworthy witnesses when it comes to trial.

And with the Bottomley killing being pinned on a corpse right now,

we're going to need more.

More?

She's told you everything you need, go and get 'em!

I'll get a full statement,

but I'm telling you, if you didn't witness it,

if you didn't see it with your own eyes, it's not enough.

If they find out what we're doing, that's it -

it's over for us.

My family...

I know, I understand, and I need your help.

And then we can... we can send 'em down,

send 'em down for the rest of their lives.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

That's him.

PHONE CHIMES

Fucking Sparrows.

What do you think we should do, then?

We know what we have to do.

Which one?

All of them.

Well, I never! That's seen better days.

Are you taking about me or the gun?

She's thinks I'm a spy, some ex-agent of the state.

And what is the truth?

You've put me and my family

in the worst possible danger, do you know that?

You were right, Daphne - we are basically the same, you and me.

Sort of tethered together now.

My father, he has this thing - geography and destiny.

I think you make your own destiny.

Well, that fear is back now,

and I would ask people not to give in to it.

Last time you sat there, you promised all of this'd stop.

It's about trust. Trust? And where you put it.

You don't think I don't wish

we lived in some age of honour and the like?

Yeah, that'd be lovely, that, but we don't, we live here, now.

That's all dead, everything, it's all fucking dead.