All language subtitles for The Bay - 05x03 - Episode 3

Who's Lainey?

It's just a work colleague.

- Morning.
- Morning.

- Wait, where is the...
- Top cupboard.

Mum, did you rearrange these cupboards?

I did.

And I gave them a damn good
clean whilst I was at it.

You could write your name in
the dust behind those saucepans.

- Right.
- You could say thanks.

Thanks.

Bloody thing!

Your sister said people have
written stuff about your dad

on Facebook but I'll be damned if...

Maddie, show your gran
how I get messages up.

Oh, wait! Here they are.

Oh, Margery Wilton!

D'you remember Margery,
Jennifer, from Bowers Road?

"Praying for you." Bloody do-gooder.

Did you call Kelly? Cos she's worried.

Ah, Jim Weaver's messaged.

Who's Jim Weaver?

Boy I was at school with.
He was a year below me.

He used to follow me
around like a lost puppy.

Alright, I've got to go.

Oh, you look shattered.

I'm sure your boss would
understand if you called in.

Tell him you need
some more time at home.

I don't. And they need me at work.

I'm just saying, you
can't pour from an empty cup.

Did you read that on Facebook, too?

I'll see you later.

- Bye.
- Yeah, bye.

Keeping busy?

Got to do something.

Yeah.

Got that money
I owe you for last week's work.

Little bit extra in there.

Shall I pop it in the kitchen?

Extra for what?

Well, whatever you want.

Treat yourself.

I don't want it.

Tommy...

Just... Just leave me
what I'm owed, nothing else.

I'm just trying to give you an
extra 50 quid, it's not the plague.

And where's it from, eh?

Oh, here we go.

What is wrong with you?

I always thought you were skewey,

but I didn't realise you
are clinically friggin' insane.

The police are here every day.

My daughter is in all shades
of hell over there.

You're up to something.

If she finds out...

Yeah, but she won't, will she?

She will if I tell her.

And why would you do that, eh?

You know what, you know nothing.

So, tell her what you want.

Because we both know who she'll believe.

And it won't be you.

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She's bottling something up, you know.

It's only been a month
since she lost him.

What?

Do I need to build a bunker
and buy a whistle?

How much food did you order?

I'm only saying it for her own good.

Well, here's a crazy idea.

Why don't we let
Jenn decide what Jenn needs?

Dealing with other people's grief

and she's not dealt with her own.

Maybe she doesn't want to deal with it?

Or maybe this is her dealing with it?

Yeah, maybe.

It'd be my way.

And I am cast iron certain
it would be yours.

Anyway, button it. We
need to get this shop unpacked.

You are not making me late for work.

I might.

Mum?

Can I get my work shirt?

I'll bring it down in a minute, son.

Taking all that to your dad's?

Just enough for the week.

I can come back if I need more.

You can come back anyway.

Morning, love.

Morning, Bradley.

Anyone want a cuppa?

What's that in your pocket?

What?

You just hid something. What is it?

It's nothing.

Well, if it's nothing,
then you can show me then, can't you?

It's for Hannah.

The dolphin trip Hannah applied for.

She got in.

You're early.

- Can I come in?
- Yeah, of course.

Come through.

I knew I was going to hear
something today.

I had a feeling in my bones.

What is it?

Yeah, alright.
Let her catch her breath, love.

Erm, do you want a drink or anything?

No, thanks.

There's not much more
I can tell you right now.

I'm sorry, Julie.
I know it's frustrating.

Post-mortem?

We're hoping to get the results
later this morning.

Cal?

No news, I'm afraid.

Okay, right.

Oh, I forgot to ask,

what do we do about getting
Hannah's things back?

Oh, I'll bring them back to you

as soon as Forensics have
checked everything out.

Thanks.

I er...

I bought her a necklace
like mine for her 21st.

She never took it off.

I'd really like it back, please.

I'll get it back to you. I promise.

Okay. Er, well,
thanks for the update, erm...

I'd better get myself off to work.

Before you go, can I have a word?

Er, yeah, can it wait?

Erm, it's just I really
want to get off the causeway

before the tide comes in.

Yeah, it won't take a minute.

Okay, yeah. Right.

Erm, what is it?

Yesterday, you mentioned that you
didn't leave the house

on Sunday night. Do you remember that?

Yeah, that's right. Erm...

Why... Why... Why is that?

I'm just checking
I've got everything right.

- What's that?
- No, it's alright, Julie, love.

And that van out there,
that's solely yours?

Yeah.

And you didn't lend it to anyone
on Sunday?

- No.
- Why are you asking? Sorry.

We've been searching CCTV
and your van was seen

on the road heading out
of Lancaster on Sunday night.

What?

Why would that be?

Well, that has got to be
a mistake, hasn't it, love?

Maybe it was a different van?

It's not a mistake.

Craig?

Yeah, I did pop out, actually.

Right. Where to?

I was dropping off
some keys at Poverley's.

We're fitting an office on Ashton Road.

And you didn't mention this because...?

I just...

Honestly, I just forgot, you know.

With everything that's going on, it's...

I popped out for like twenty minutes.

Where was I?

In the bath.

You know, you had your...
your bad head thing and erm...

I didn't want to bother you.

No, honestly, honestly, love, I just...

I just completely forgot.

Could you give us a minute?

Yeah. 'Course.

My dad used to put tin foil
under the cover.

He swore by it.

- Does it work?
- I never tried it.

Are you going somewhere?

Yeah, staying at my dad's for a bit.

The caravan? Won't it be cramped?

Yeah, but...

I don't know,
it just feels a bit weird here.

I heard what you said in there.

About him being a liar.

I didn't say that.

But you think it.

Hannah thought it, too.

What, they didn't get on?

She didn't think he was
good enough for Mum.

Didn't trust him.

Why didn't she trust him?

Dunno, really.

She didn't say.

And what do you think?

I don't get involved, it's Mum's life.

She was a right mess when she met him.

Hannah thought he played on it,

you know, that he was a wrong un.

It looks like she might've been right.

Will you tell him?
He won't listen to me.

Bradley, I can call your boss,
if you want.

I've got a job to do. They need me.

How many times do I have to tell you?

Speak to the Press Office.

- Morning!
- Morning.

Okay. First, erm, Craig Ashworth. Jenn?

Yeah, I spoke to him this morning.

He told me he was returning
keys to Poverley's.

It's an office.
He was fitting carpets there.

Forgot to mention it, apparently.

- Convenient.
- You believe him?

I don't know how you forget.

Okay, Lou, follow up with Poverley's,

see if they can corroborate that.

Right, Hannah and Cal.
In a relationship.

Attacked within hours of each other.

We've got to assume that
these attacks were connected,

and whoever killed Hannah,
went on to try and kill Cal.

I don't know, Boss.

Go on.

I mean, just playing devil's
advocate, why change M.O.?

Hannah was strangled
and Cal was pushed off a cliff.

Cal was strong. Put up a fight.
It could be as simple as that.

Is there any update on Cal?

Er, yeah, I spoke to
the hospital this morning.

There's erm...

there's no change
in his condition, unfortunately.

Lou, any news on Hannah's post-mortem?

Still delayed, I'm afraid.
There's a backlog.

Okay. Well, chase again.
I need that report.

It could give us fingernail
marks, finger pad contusions,

skin cells that we can
DNA match with Hannah's killer.

I'll do what I can, give 'em a shout...

unless you want me to go and

wrestle a few dead bodies off the slab?

Just... Just keep on them, okay?

What about Hannah's backpack?

Well, it's somewhere! Come on, guys.

This isn't good enough!
This family need answers.

Let's step this up.

Jenn, can you ask Julie for permission

for us to release the last CCTV image

that we have of Hannah to the public?

Let's try and jog some memories, yeah?

Yeah, will do.

Where are you at, Karen?

The uni vigil's
definitely going ahead tonight.

The students want to pay
their respects to their friend.

We're going, taking the family.

Good. A few uniform'll be there.

- Okay, yeah.
- The Chronicle are covering it.

Some young journalist keeps
calling asking for a comment on

whether we've failed Hannah.

They're not the only ones saying that.

There's anger on social media,
too. People are worried.

Feelings are running high
amongst the students.

Yeah, they might have information.

Let's keep them onside.

Okay, you've got your actions. Go.

Any news, mate?

Not much.

Well... we've got our ear t'ground.

Haven't we?

About Craig, have you spoke to Mickey?

DS Townsend?

What the hell happened to you?

Just a little disagreement with Craig.

Can I have a word? Somewhere private.

Take your time.

My mate on the cabs, Mickey,

he took a job off Craig,

must have been what,
eighteen months ago.

Picked him up
from a warehouse in Lancaster

and took him to Manchester.

Should've been a good fare for him.

- Should've been?
- Twat couldn't pay, could he?

His card was declined.

When Mickey threatened
to ask Julie for it,

they got into a scuffle
and Craig belted him.

Said he'd taken him the long way round.

Did Mickey report this?

Oh yeah, Mickey loves the police.

No, he didn't report it.

- And you trust him?
- More than I trust Craig.

Why are you telling me this now?

Is it anything
to do with your disagreement?

No. No, absolutely not.

I don't know, I just woke up
with all this stuff spinning

around my head this morning.

Craig isn't who he pretends to be.

I wouldn't have said anything,

but Bradley said he's been lying about

where he was on Sunday night.
Is that right?

We're looking into it.

Well then,
you need to know what he's like.

Tommy seems to get on with him okay.

Well, Tommy's not daft.
He does what's right for Tommy.

Well, I've got to get off.

I've got to put a shift in
before tonight.

Okay. Well, leave it with me.

How are you feeling about the vigil?

Er, yeah, I dunno.

Bradley's worried about
being home from work in time.

Thinks we're pushing it.

I can give you both a lift, if you like.

Hm, thanks.

You know I didn't know anything

about Craig being out
on Sunday night, don't you?

I know.

Do you think this'll help?

I think we have to try everything.

Someone might have seen her backpack.

She looks so sweet
and small there, doesn't she?

She wasn't.

She was like a whirlwind
most of the time.

You can use it.

Are you sure?

Can I keep it?

Oh, yeah, of course. Yeah. It's yours.

There was one other thing
I wanted to talk to you about.

Steve's coming to the vigil tonight.

Really?

Is that okay?

How much choice have I got?

You alright, love?

Yeah.

DS Townsend just came to let us know

that Steve'll be at the vigil later.

And you're alright with that?

What difference does it make, Craig?

He just wants to be there for Hannah.

Yeah, I mean, you believe that,
you believe anything.

I do believe anything.

We've already established that.

- Hey.
- Hey,

West Lancashire Uni's been on,

said a green backpack's
just been handed in.

Send me the details.

I'm just leaving.
I'll head over there now.

Great. Pick me up on the way.

Hi, Emma. How are you doing?

Er, yeah, okay.

Erm, I put these gloves on
before I touched it,

and I didn't let anyone else touch it.

It's empty.

I was behind the maths block with Jude,

just practicing
what to say at the vigil tonight

and I-I saw it shoved under the bins.

Is it Hannah's?

No, it's not. I'm sorry.

But you said you were sure.

No, I am.

Look, the buckle's broken here, see?

It's very similar,
but if you look at the straps,

Hannah's didn't have these black bands.

Oh right, yeah.

Sorry, I should have seen that.

God, I'm getting everything wrong today.

So, you haven't arrested anyone yet?

Not yet.

Are you close to arresting anyone?

We're doing everything we can.

Are you?

Cos that's not what people are saying.

I-I don't know
how many more times to say this.

Erm, I forgot.

Right, shoot me
if I occasionally forget things!

You "occasionally forget" where
you left your car keys, Craig!

You don't forget
where you were the night

that my Hannah was murdered!

Julie, love.
She hardly ever came to see you.

Maybe she didn't come home

because she didn't want to see you.

Like I don't want to see you!

Oh well, that's fucking marvellous!

You can't put this all on me, you know.

Maybe you should take a look
at yourself in the mirror.

What is that supposed to mean?

How many of those pills
have you taken today?

Do you know what, fuck this.

I can't even look at you right now.

Hiya. Alright?

Just looking, thanks.

Well, if you need a lift with
anything, let me know, yeah?

I just wanted to say
my boss is a massive dick

and he's watching you.

Watching me?

Why would he be watching me?

Come on. I've seen you
in here all the time,

nicking stuff for the baby...

formula and nappies
and hiding it in the pram.

Look, I don't want to embarrass
you or get you into any trouble.

I'm just trying to say...

I'm sorry, but you've made a mistake.

Tea? Coffee? Anything?

I'll have a month in Bermuda

if there's one going, Karen.

Boss, that was the security
officer over at Poverley's.

She said Craig dropped
the keys off at 9:00 p.m.

The CCTV cameras have confirmed it.

Right, so that puts him in the clear.

Yeah. Puts him in the clear
for Hannah and for Cal.

Guess it did just slip his mind.

Yeah, and I'm the Pope.

What's your concern?

I don't know, it's just what Steve said.

Something still feels off.

His card being declined,
Bradley moving out,

- lying about his alibi.
- Yeah.

I think we should keep digging.

Look into his finances.

Okay, Lou, look into his, er, work,

employment history, homes,
girlfriends, finances,

anything you can find, yeah?

Oh, maybe you want to
come round and listen to it?

Wait, Chris!

Yeah, what is it?
I'm... I'm late for a meeting.

Just to say, Poppy's
coming round for tea tonight.

- No, not tonight.
- Why not?

- Because.
- You're never home anyway.

- Or Mum.
- Maddie, not tonight, alright?

- We've got a lot on.
- Oh, you hide it so well!

Alright?

Hiya. OK.

Er, listen,
there's something I need to say.

Alright, I'm not doing
this inspection on my own.

I'm not.

Right, We're gonna do this together.

If we get downgraded,
our jobs are on the line.

So... are you with me?

I'll take that as a yes, then!

Right, erm...

Okay, you've all studied
the fire safety arrangement?

- Yeah?
- Mm-huh.

Okay, so next up is the, er,

is the complaints log and/or, erm sorry,

er, complaints or resolutions completed.

- One tick...
- It's alright, I've got it.

Er, remember, include all exclusions

and incidents of poor behaviour

and we should be prepared

for the inspectors to look through them.

- Yeah.
- Make sure they're really clear

and easy to read, yeah?

Pretty sure
they're playing in the Summer.

I could check out tickets.

Yeah, I'd love that.

Oh, no.

Alright, trouble.

Hey, Mum.

Are you gonna introduce me
to your friend?

This is Maddie. Maddie, my mum.

Is it alright if I go to
Maddie's house one night?

We would've done it tonight,
but my house is crazy right now.

So ask Maddie to ours instead?

We're on Marlborough Street.

- Oh, no, it's fine.
- Why not?

- I'll cook burgers.
- Mum, no!

I've just said it's fine.

Hey, there'll be other times.

You okay?

Right, come on.

How do you make this thing sit straight?

Well, it looks fine.

Listen, before we go, you should know.

Craig's alibi checked out.

He had nothing to do with
what happened to Hannah.

Or Cal.

Good to hear.
I still don't trust him, though.

Sorry.

Just had to get changed.

Thank you for being her friend.

Hello, love.

Hello. Look at all these people, eh?

Hi. Hello.

Erm, it's so good
to see so many of you here.

Thank you all for coming.

And or those of you who don't
know, erm, I'm Emma,

I'm Hannah's friend,
best friend, sorry...

sorry, I'm... a bit nervous.

If she was here right now,
she'd be, erm,

giving me a push and
telling me to get on with it,

so here goes.

What can I say about my friend Hannah?

She was bright, intelligent.

She could talk brilliantly
on just about any subject.

But she was always happiest

when she was talking about her family.

About the boats she worked on
with her grandad,

and the jokes she shared with her mum.

She used to tell me
about hanging out in her dad's

taxi office in the summer
holidays when she was little.

And how the cabbies'd give her liquorice

and make her promise
not to tell her dad.

She was funny. And determined and...

and she always saw the good in people.

She was the only person I knew

who'd written a ten year plan
before their first lecture.

And wow, I tell you, that was some list.

And it kills me that she'll
never be able to do any of it.

I miss her so much.

I miss her perfume, and her laugh.

Her food's still in the cupboard.

Her trainers are still by the door.

Her half-drunk orange juice
is still in the fridge, but...

but Hannah's gone.

And I don't know how to live
in a world that she's not in.

So, I just, I-I pretend that
she's popped out, that she's...

- Alright?
- Gone to the shops or

she's at a lecture or she's, erm...

gone to see her mum or Cal, or...

Not one word, do you hear me?

From either of you.

This is about my granddaughter.

I don't know if I'll
ever stop looking at the door.

So can we all please join
in a minute's silence

for our friend, Hannah.

And Cal, who's fighting
for his life right now.

Fuck the police!

Have some respect!

Morons!

Can we please just remember
why we're here...

Stand back!

Get back!

Please start making your way home.

This event is now over. Thank you.

I'll get them out of here.

Come on. I'll take you
home, I'll take you home.

Will you be alright?

- I'll come with you.
- No.

- Will you just leave me alone?
- Excuse me.

What? Mum?

Go home now!

Please disperse now!

Will you please disperse now!

Where's your flowers, hm?

- Where's your candle?
- Move along!

This is a vigil!

- Go home.
- Fuck. You. Pig!

- I said go home!
- Fuck you!

Right, you're under arrest for
obstructing a police officer.

You do not have to say anything,
but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention
when questioned something which

- you later rely on in court.
- On what grounds? Oof!

Oh!

Hey. Is Conor home?

Er, I don't know. I'm still at school.

- Why?
- He was at the vigil.

It kicked off.

Oh, shit. Are you... are you alright?

I just wanted to make
sure he got home alright.

Well, can you call your mum?

Yeah, okay. Listen, I've got a briefing.

I'll see you later.

Yeah, alright. Alright.

Hi, DC Lou McClaren. Yeah, yeah.

Sorry, Andy, I know it's late.

I'm just chasing the postmortem report

on Hannah Dawson. Again.

Yeah, I'll hold.

I speak to this guy
more than my husband.

Are you alright?

Yeah, it's nothing.

What the hell happened
out there tonight?

Ambushed by the Stop This
and That Brigade.

- Right, Karen?
- Not right, Clarkie. No.

I asked you to keep them onside!

Uniform were heavy handed.
It was unnecessary.

From what I heard, they were outnumbered

and in fear for their safety.

You weren't even there.

I was trying to get
a murderer off the streets.

Alright, Clarkie.

Karen, did you check
on the girl that was arrested?

Yeah, she's been given a fixed
penalty notice and released.

But she shouldn't have been
arrested in the first place...

- Oh!
- It just inflamed the situation.

- Tossers.
- Right, that's enough, Clarkie!

This is a murder investigation,
not a bloody playground!

You should remember
whose side you're on.

Oh, I'm sorry, is this yours?

Results of Hannah's
postmortem report are in.

They've found evidence
of chemical poisoning.

The lab's analysing the tissue samples.

They'll confirm the chemical tomorrow.

Okay. Good work, Lou.

Get onto the hospital
for a tox screen on Cal,

and cross reference
the results with Hannah's.

And make sure they know
it's urgent, okay?

When your Mum was your age,
and she was low,

your grandad would make her waffles.

Always made her feel better.

One or two, Jennifer?

I don't have time for waffles, Mum.

You need to eat something.

- I'm not hungry.
- Will Chris have some?

He's gone already.

It's the Ofsted inspection
today, isn't it?

I'm sure Conor will, if he ever gets up.

More for us then, Maddie.

They'll put him into an early
grave, those bloody inspectors.

Yeah, he didn't sleep a wink.

And he's not the only one,
by the look of you.

I'm okay. But I'd better get going.

To take with you.

Thank you.

Bye.

That was nice.

Right, let's get started.

Er, Lou? The tox screen on Cal?

The results are in.

He's been contaminated with
the same chemical as Hannah.

It's called Tributyl Phosphate,
commonly known as TBP.

It can be breathed in,
or absorbed through the skin,

but, importantly, it can't
be transferred person to person,

so no public health risk.

So what is it?

Yeah, that's a difficult one.

Technically it's a liquid extractant,

a plasticiser.

It can be found
in a million different things...

paint, glue, antifreeze.

You name it, you'll find it.

Okay, thanks, Lou.
So, it's not the cause of death,

but it is the link
that we've been looking for.

How were they both exposed
to this chemical and where?

Er. Lou, source all the places
that use TBP.

Clarkie, go back
to the logistics company,

find out what
Cal was delivering, and to who.

And I'll speak to Julie.

Yeah, but when you do,

make it clear there's
no cause for alarm.

This isn't what killed Hannah.

And the last thing we need is a
public health crisis

on top of everything else.

I'll check if the uni use chemicals.

Er, no.

No, Jenn, you go,
on your way back from Julie's.

- Is that okay?
- Yeah, of course.

But use your discretion, yeah?
We need their cooperation.

I'll follow up
with the Environment Agency,

find out what Hannah
was doing on her placement.

Okay, go.

- Karen?
- Yeah?

A word, please. In my office.

Has that been looked at?

Yeah. It's just a sprain.

Okay, look, er...

There's no easy way of saying this,

so I'll just come out with it.

A complaint's been made against you.

By who?

PC Dowling. From the vigil.

He claims you impeded an arrest.

What? Boss, check the body cam.

Yeah, I have. It was switched off.

Oh, right. 'Course it was.

Karen, he's saying
that you assaulted him.

He pushed me!

If anyone should make
a complaint, it's me.

Why did you get involved?
Your duty is to the family.

He's an officer with 17 years' service.

He's an arsehole and a liar.

This could result
in gross misconduct proceedings.

Now, I'll do what I can this end,

but you'll have to apologise, okay? Go.

- Yes?
- Boss, I need some help here

because I'm
not sure I'm getting this right.

First, you want me
to get these students on side.

Then when they're screaming
from the rooftops

that we're failing them,
then I turn away?

No, worse, I apologise to
the officer who arrested them?

Look, the vast majority of those
kids came to pay their respects,

but a small group wanted
their voices heard...

Yes, and if they'd protested
peacefully...

They don't feel peaceful!

They feel angry and betrayed
and scared shitless

that what happened to Hannah

might just happen to them.

We both know this isn't about Hannah.

This is about having a go at the police.

Well, we threw fuel on that fire.

They made arrests
to stop things from escalating,

which in my opinion, was
absolutely the right decision.

Karen should've butted out.

Maybe you should butt out.

- Good meeting?
- Fuck off, Clarkie!

Charming.

Hey. What did he say?

That uniform dickhead from the vigil's

made a complaint about me.

Said I impeded an arrest.

- You're joking!
- No.

- And that I assaulted him.
- What?!

The Boss has told me to apologise.

- Do you think I should?
- What happens if you don't?

I'm not sure.
A gross misconduct hearing,

maybe a suspension.

Look, just say whatever you need to say.

But I'm not sorry.

No, and you shouldn't be.

But don't risk a dismissal
over some jumped-up prick.

But it's not from here, is it?

Unlikely.

Because I've always been
really careful with chemicals.

Hannah had terrible eczema
when she was a kid.

I checked all the ingredients.

Shampoo, washing powder,
all of that stuff.

Well, what about outside the home?

Can you think of anywhere that
Hannah might have been exposed?

Tommy's? Working on the boats?

Oh, you're joking, aren't you?

My dad wouldn't have let her
anywhere near without gloves on.

Did she ever help Craig with
the carpets in the holidays?

No.

Truth be told, Hannah
didn't come home that much.

I always thought it was
because she was busy with Cal,

but now I'm starting to think
it was because of Craig.

Or maybe me.

Oh god, I miss her.

I miss just picking up the phone
and talking nonsense.

You know you can always call me.

I've got a gold medal
in talking nonsense.

Thanks. That's kind.

I'm alright, I've got my dad there.

It's not always easy
talking to family, though.

Anyway, no pressure.
You've got my number.

Look, Conor, we need to talk. About Uni.

I thought you didn't want me
"banging on" about it?

Yeah, but, well you're going or
whatever, aren't you?

Why don't you come with me?
You could look at courses...

I've said this, I can't afford it!

- So get a job.
- I've got a job.

Oh, but Newcastle's great.

You know what, I really think
you'd like it there.

I really like it here, Conor.

Forget it.

No, you've got something to say.

So say it.

Fine, then I'll say it.

If I don't come to Newcastle,
then we'll split up.

I mean, maybe it's not such a bad idea.

No, no.

Don't say that...

It's going to happen
at some point, Conor.

We both know it.

Erm... I-I should go. Erm...

But... But... But we'll, erm,

- we'll still speak later, right?
- No, Conor, I'm sorry.

No, no, don't do this!

Right, talk to me. We can make it work.

- How?
- I'll come back at weekends,

and, erm, you can come and stay.

What, and spend every weekend
on the train? No, thanks.

People have long distance
relationships all the time.

- If they can do it...
- You're not listening to me, Conor!

It's not what I want!

My life's here and... yours is there.

Okay?

Good luck at uni.

Come in!

We're just finishing, come in.

- Jean Blacklock.
- DS Clarke.

I take it you're the Transport Manager?

At your service. How can I help?

I'm looking for a list
of all deliveries made

by your driver, Cal O'Neill.

Oh, you'll be here a while, love.

Can you narrow it down for me?

I mean, what are you
looking for specifically?

I'm interested in

whether Cal ever delivered
any chemical shipments.

You'll have to speak
to warehousing and inventory.

Where are they?

I'll give you their number, love.

I warn you, though,
they're mad busy down there.

I'd say you should try
calling them later on,

or tomorrow morning, even.

Or how about you try calling them now?

Oh, right. Okay.

I wish I could help.

This is very important, David.

Can you think of
any other places within the uni,

different departments, maybe,

that Hannah could have come
into contact with this chemical?

Definitely not.

The uni's all over anything like that.

What about outside the uni?

Did Hannah mention anything
she was doing,

people she was hanging out with?

No.

Like I said before,
apart from the boyfriend issues,

Hannah didn't talk about life
outside of uni.

Look, I feel terrible saying
this, but I have to run.

Antenatal class.

My wife didn't speak to me for
two days last time I was late.

Two days? I'd say you got off easy.

TBP is everywhere.

It's probably in that chair
you're sitting in.

In the suit you're wearing.

And would placements
ever be exposed to those levels?

Absolutely not. Nowhere close.

Well, what about
when they're doing fieldwork,

that sort of thing?

There is no fieldwork
since the pandemic.

These kids never leave their computers.

No, there's only one place round here

you need to be looking at.

Right, listen up.

I've just been with Phil Bainbridge

at the Environment Agency.

He told me that the biggest user of TBP

in the area
is the nuclear power station.

And we know who works there...

Hannah's brother.

Bradley Dawson.