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Marcus Calderwood identified me before he died

as the driver in the hit-and-run.

Why did you have such animosity towards him?

I attended a crash.

Car t-boned, went under a lorry.

Please, please, where's the ambulance?

Stay with me, Daniella.

I kept on telling her she was all right.

But she wasn't.

She was only on the road because of them.

Stop climate genocide!

Yeah, there's a group that want to move to more

confrontational tactics.

CHANTING

Who's that?

Marcus's neighbour.

His wife Elena is from a Colombian family with members connected

to right-wing paramilitaries.

He ran a private security company providing services to

oil companies over there.

Marcus Calderwood alleged that the police where biased

and hostile when they attended his complaint against you.

PC Mitchell dealt with the matter with complete

neutrality in my opinion.

What about sedative use?

I have misplaced the last strip you gave me.

This insomnia's driving me a bit nuts.

Is that why you wanted the Tor browser?

Never come near me, my house or my children again.

You're also blocked from all their social media accounts.

What have you done to your car?

Taking it to my uncle to fix it.

We have to stop him getting to her and the other witnesses.

We have to charge him.

Are you Sandra Vodanovic?

Yes.

Step out of the car, please.

They've detained her at Ramsgate.

They're charging him with murder.

So, then...

..game on.

LAUGHTER

But this is crazy!

LAUGHING: You are crazy!

Was the bike inside the car as well?

I don't know anything about a bike.

Did you dump the bike somewhere in the UK or take it across

on the ferry? I could've sworn I just heard my client say,

"I don't know anything about a bike".

So when exactly did Justin tell you to take the car and have it fixed?

I was always going to take the car.

He just said I should have it fixed at the same time.

Did Justin specify the work your uncle should do to the car?

No, he just said, "Get Ivo to fix it."

A whole side panel and a full respray,

just for a little bump at the gym?

I don't know much about cars, sorry.

Has your solicitor told you the maximum sentence

for assisting an offender?

I have. Ten years. Pff!

Well, feel free to repeat it.

Look, I'm not saying Pancho'll be dead by then,

but he'll certainly be needing some Librela for his joints.

Idi u picku materinu!

I'm guessing that's not so polite!

No, it means, "Get back to a certain part of your mother's anatomy."

Oh...

Might prove a bit tricky,

given we scattered her ashes on the top of Box Hill last year.

Sandra, if you cooperate with us,

then that cooperation will definitely be taken into account.

I bet you didn't even know why Justin was asking you to

get rid of the evidence, right?

I'm sorry, do I look like it's my first day on the job?

No more loaded questions.

He didn't ask me to get rid of any evidence.

He just said I might as well get my uncle -

who's a top Slovenian mechanic, by the way - to fix the car

after I bumped it in the gym.

And did you see any new damage to the vehicle after the gym collision?

I didn't look.

But feel free to inspect my phone.

You'll see all my texts to Vukan about Pancho.

You'll see me say I am coming in a car.

Yeah, and will we see a text to this "top Slovenian mechanic"

before Justin packed you off to Serbia?

Look, let me tell you what we see, Sandra.

We see somebody who is lying to protect her partner.

And we see somebody who'll be prosecuted for that.

We see somebody who will lose her comfortable life,

her job, her house.

And we see somebody who'll be kicked out of this country after

she serves her sentence, because her various passports

don't include a British one.

Well, for that to happen, DS Packham,

you're going to need a lot more than a sarcastic tone.

So let's just stop it with these third-rate bullying tactics

and come up with some evidence.

Or let Ms Vodanovic go home after her long drive.

Well, Ms Vodanovic will be released,

under investigation subject to certain conditions including

the surrender of all travel documents. OK?

On balance, it was probably an error bringing my mum into this.

This is a long way from over, Mr Malik.

Cheers.

SHE SIGHS

DOOR CLOSES Well done.

HE SIGHS

Oh...

"Fight Climate Genocide is a new group that places no faith

"in the corrupt bourgeois legal system..."

Oh, that's you, right?

Yeah, I'd like to think so.

"Only street justice will prevent the deliberate destruction..."

Well, cos that always ends well, doesn't it, street jus...

HE SIGHS

"..will prevent the deliberate destruction of the planet

by genocidal racist capitali..." Oh, genocidal capitalists again!

They just don't know when to stop, do they?

So you don't think it's happening, then?

No, no, no, I do, Mani. It's just a lot more complicated

than just slogans.

DOORBELL RINGS

KNOCKING

Well, I'll get it, then.

Safe.

Hello. Can I help you?

That depends, sir.

I'm PC Nicholas and this is PC Millward.

Is there a Mr Roger Blumenthal on the premises?

No.

Do you know a Mr Roger Blumenthal?

No. Should I? I mean, my memory for names is a little...

The thing is, sir... Yeah. ..that Border Force have contacted us.

They've intercepted a parcel from Holland marked for this address

and containing controlled drugs.

Oh. Well, there must be some mistake,

cos I'm not Roger Blumenthal.

We're not Roger Blumenthal. There's no, ah...

..Roger Blumenthal here, so...

I'm going to have to ask your name for the report, sir.

Yeah. It's, erm, Samir Malik.

But people call me Sam.

Sierra, Alpha...

You know. Whatever M is, I don't know.

It's happening more and more,

people ordering controlled drugs from the internet.

Yeah, you don't need to tell me.

I'm a lawyer.

Well, obviously you wouldn't do anything so risky.

Something that might lead to a criminal record

and being struck off.

Indeed. I would not.

Well, then, we'll just leave it there for now.

Sorry it's been, ah...

..such a wasted journey.

No journey's ever wasted, sir.

Oh!

Somebody's never been to Littlehampton, have they?

HE CHUCKLES

Ah. Right, well, ah...

..good luck finding Roger Blumenthal,

whoever he might be.

OK.

Bye.

Name, please?

Samir Malik.

There's no show without Punch!

Please, don't tell me I look like shit, all right?

You always tell me I look like shit.

How are you going to stay on top of things and get me out of here

when you're trying to wank yourself to sleep every night?

Yes, yes, I ask myself the same question.

But enough about me.

I spoke to Sandra,

and now we finally have a date...

..I can prepare a pre-trial defence statement.

I saw her last week.

I'm going to ask her to marry me when you've got me out of here.

What?

Nothing.

Oh, I know what you're thinking.

Marry the woman tomorrow?

Good film.

Jean Simmons was from North London, you know.

Yeah, I do know that.

Also wore face-paint for her role as Kanchi in The Black Narcissus.

Happy Days!

But you're wrong.

I'm not just trying to make sure she stays on side.

We need to consider putting her in the box for the defence.

Yep.

What do you think?

Well, you've met her.

She's got a warm personality.

Funny.

No edge.

Juries'll like her.

The blokes definitely, because she's a fox.

But even the women won't take against her, which is always a risk.

But the prosecution will go hard at her and there are discrepancies

in the evidence about the gym collision.

Sandy'll be fine.

Unlike the still acceptable stereotype of Eastern Europeans

as gangsters and human-traffickers,

she's a decent, law-abiding, hardworking person.

She just wants a nice house with a garden for barbecuing

them fatty sausages she always brings back with her.

Taste nicer than they look, to be fair.

They do nice chocolates as well.

Serbs are very partial to sweets and cake.

Less keen on Albanians.

Right, well, we'll chuck all that in the completely irrelevant

schedule, shall we?

Nothing I say is irrelevant.

You just need to learn to pay attention.

Sometimes going around the houses is the best way of getting

to the truth.

Or you could just tell the truth, Justin.

She kept pestering me about the dog,

which was not cheap, let me tell you.

Which is why I didn't go to the races with the gang.

Opting instead for the loneliness of the long-distance runner,

with no phone to pinpoint your location.

Exactly that, Sam.

Prove me wrong.

Miles?

Hey, so guess what.

What?

Sam Malik is potentially in a bit of hot water.

How hot?

Depends how high you want to turn the flame under his pan.

Well, I'm struggling to think of a crime.

A couple of weeks ago we got a routine call from Border Force.

They found a bunch of generic Alprazolam wrapped in sweets

from Holland, predictably enough,

addressed to a Roger Blumenthal...

..at Sam's address.

Oh, Sam!

Couple of uniforms went round this morning to have a word.

And of course he denied all knowledge of Roger Blumenthal.

Yep.

Ball's in our court, really.

I mean, it's not the kind of thing

we'd normally take much further, but...

I daren't tell DS Packham - he'd already have his head on a stick.

Leave it with me. All right.

NEWSREADER: The Government has promised to act swiftly following

a wave of attacks carried out by the splinter group

Fight Climate Genocide.

Owners of SUVs in several cities were targeted in sudden assaults

which saw them handcuffed, hooded and, in some cases,

doused in noxious chemicals described as "the smell of death".

Stop Climate Genocide does not support the targeting of

individuals even while we deplore their consumer choices.

We have nothing to do with the recent attacks, which were

carried out by a new group that has separated from our movement

and does not share our approach to protest,

which remains strictly nonviolent.

What are you doing here?

I've got just as much right to be here as that mob, ie none.

Marcus left the property to the SCG.

It'll be fun when the new kids in town claim they're the real heirs.

Purity wars are always good to watch.

Why are you here?

Thought it'd be good to chat, since you're writing so much about me.

It's easier than having you killed, I suppose.

Well, that's how it went in Colombia, right?

Some trade unionist or environmentalist

being a nuisance, and...

Your estimation of my powers is flattering but wholly inaccurate.

Mm.

Come on, Felix. You're a journalist.

Surely you want to hear what I have to say.

So I'm with Patrick Norris, a man who both threatened

Marcus Calderwood and has links to private security companies

providing services to the oil industry.

Also a family man, a Sarries fanatic

and organic vintner with a passion for the Chasselas grape,

as well as the recipient of much unwanted attention from your blog.

Contrary to public perception, I don't run Indifference Kills.

OK, no, sure. But, yeah, you do.

Also contrary to public perception,

I had nothing to do with Marcus Calderwood's murder.

In spite of our differences over the meaning of the term

"good neighbour", I actually admired him.

You admired him?

I respect people who are true to their beliefs and principles.

I myself believe strongly in safeguarding this fragile

planet of ours, which is why at Chevere Wines we... No, we're...

We're not here to advertise your wines.

Do you know Justin Mitchell?

Yes, I do. How well?

Better than I know you. Not as well as I know my dogs.

We had common interests.

But murder was not one of them.

I cannot believe a man like Justin would do anything that would

jeopardise his home and family life.

In your work, out in Colombia,

were you aware of extra-judicial kidnappings and executions of

trade unionists and environmentalists?

At the end of the day, Felix, people can say what they like about me.

But neither my character nor my past,

about which you are wildly ill-informed,

are on trial here.

Justin Mitchell is.

If I'm so ill-informed about the past,

let's talk about the future. How many...

She sent me a text,

your sister, to say she's unblocked me.

Presumably so I can see this.

Oh, God.

Stop stimming, Roger. The cavalry's arrived.

Why did you choose that name, anyway?

It's a Portmanteau alias of two complete wankers.

What's this?

They're a higher dose, so cut them in half.

Where'd you get them?

Dad, I'm a university student.

Oh.

Blister pack and everything.

Say, "You shouldn't of."

Well, it's, "You shouldn't HAVE."

You're right - I shouldn't.

But the whimpering was keeping me awake at night,

and I was worried you might start stalking Claudia again.

That's unkind and a bit uncalled for.

You get them to tide you over and then you get back to Dr Nesbitt

and you talk this shit out, Dad.

It's unfair that they both work so perfectly

to calm the storm and cause lesions on the brain.

Yeah, ah, highly addictive drugs often suck that way.

But I mean it.

You need proper help dealing with your dependency.

And taper.

Thank you. And, ah... Hey, hey...

I love you.

I love you too.

Night!

ALARM BEEPS

HE TURNS ALARM OFF

HE SIGHS

MOZART CLARINET CONCERTO PLAYS ON RADIO

Ah, darling.

How lovely.

Everything OK?

No.

You know everything isn't OK.

Here.

The bride with her face cropped out...is me.

I don't understand. You're not married.

Yes, I am.

To a friend of Alex from Guatemala.

Sorry, when...?

It was just an administrative thing

so this guy could get an EU passport.

Oh.

Well, doesn't that feel like another era?

Yeah, it was a long time ago.

But if it ever came out I could lose my job.

Please, Mum, use your influence to stop her.

I'm not sure that I have any power, really.

Says the person who wrote a book on Foucault.

Or...

..you're frightened of her rage, like most people.

I have rebuilt a relationship with Tamara, in a somewhat slow

and at times painful process of mutual compromise,

acknowledging past injuries, and reconciliation.

Everybody's on a journey.

Leila...

Leila, darling, you are fine.

Oh, my God. You've always been fine.

You did well at school, flourished at university.

You have a satisfying career and a lovely partner. And what?

I'm supposed to pay some kind of tax on that because she's such a loser?

Maybe that tone is part of the problem.

That you could even think that about your sister,

that you've always thought that. Oh, God, stop making her

out to be the victim. She's a thug and a bully!

No. No, she's a vulnerable individual,

who unlike you had a terrible father and a very difficult time at school.

I'm sorry, Leila, but you're not as easy as you'd like to think.

You often withhold contact... Withhold contact! Oh, my God.

I'm working most of the time.

Jesus Christ. How come nobody ever...?

And you're not always understanding about the suffering of others.

Oh, well, be fair, Mum.

How could I ever compete with you on that, huh?

Well, well. I think I could almost feel you

fitting the silencer for that bullet.

Yeah? I'd need a silver one for you.

Touche, darling.

Always liked your wit.

Have you come here to ask for my help,

or to express your resentment towards me as well as your sister?

You do have power.

You've always had power.

You had power when you insisted we'd be called after iconic female

guerrillas rather than the ordinary Arabic name that Dad wanted for me.

Yeah? You just choose how you use your power,

and deep down not only do you not care about this situation -

you're happy when there's conflict between us.

You enjoy it when we're suffering, because it elevates you.

That's very unfair.

And deeply hurtful.

But if that's your opinion, there's very little I can do about it.

Yes, there is, Mum.

Show me I'm wrong. Be different.

Now, I just want to go over what you told the police

in your first interviews as we prepare our defence statement.

Now, your uncle replaced an entire body panel on the vehicle.

I'm lucky to have a relative who doesn't do shoddy work.

It was badly damaged.

But the other person involved in the gym collision gave

a statement saying that he thought most of the damage was to HIS car.

I don't know, maybe he's trying to scam the insurance.

Only he's a highly-respected scientist who received an honour

for his services to malaria research.

Maybe he's one of those absent-minded scientists?

You know why they haven't charged you yet?

Because they don't have any evidence against me.

No, they think you'll change your story to save your own skin.

I will never give up on Justin.

Some water for Pancho.

Thank you.

Yes, this is for you.

I'm seeing him later.

How do you think he's doing in there?

It is disgusting that a police officer is put in a cell

next to all those perverts.

But he is a strong man.

And you will free him, Sam.

Fight Climate Genocide will carry out further actions

against climate-criminals, who are perpetuating a genocide

against people of the global majority and other species

with whom we share the planet.

So this is the big split Marcus was trying to prevent.

The new group have moved the boundaries of nonviolence.

Can't help noticing it's mainly female SUV owners targeted

for the smell of death.

They've made a few arrests of FCG militants

in Manchester and Bristol.

Let's just hope it doesn't go against anybody's conscience to

prosecute them. This is different.

Hi, guys.

This is Phillip Knowles, our KC for the trial.

You two know each other.

Ah, Leila. Ah, Phillip.

Stay in your seat, DI Southgate.

I've seen you on the press conferences.

Right, boys and gir... Women. Women.

So now we have our court date,

quicker than I expected, in fairness.

Let's not go opening the champagne just yet.

Let's start with the dying declaration to the paramedic.

On the plus side, people still clap for carers.

Downside is an obvious challenge to his cognitive condition.

The car...

It's a tall story, but can we prove it didn't happen?

Her texts show that the dog was a real thing.

She did bring it back, after all,

and it's the same vehicle identification number on the car.

No mobile evidence.

No supporting dash-cam footage.

It is still a significant amount of circumstantial... Ah, sadly,

our legal system does not work on the bouquet of evidence principle...

After working for 20 years in it,

I am quite familiar with how the legal system works.

I was going on to add, "Paint from the pedal."

Suggestive, but not conclusive still.

Mixing up the type of paint on Justin's car

was nobody's finest hour.

Some of that was down to the manufacturer.

What's the latest on tests on the pedal?

It's still inconclusive, but we are taking a fresh sample

to a lab in France that specialises in exactly that kind...

Fingers crossed there, then.

This, erm...

This Patrick Norris character...

There's no evidence linking him to the crime.

But the defence will make sure the jury are aware of him.

Felix Owusu has been digging into Norris's past in Colombia,

and his latest narrative involves a hierarchy of guilt that only

begins with Justin and probably does not end with Norris.

Yeah, we just don't have anything that actually ties him to the crime.

So, given that, we have to keep him out of it.

Are you hitting PC Jones with a charge?

Pleading guilty - he's ancient history. Taylor's our guy.

And hopefully Becky Hollis,

although she's on sick leave after they worked out

she leaked the D4 stuff.

What about Sandra Vodanovic?

That remains to be seen.

You had a face-lift or something?

I wouldn't go as far as a million,

but I'd definitely say you're looking a few dollars better off.

I...

..did sleep a little better last night, thank you.

So what's happening, then?

SAM SIGHS

Patrick Norris did an interview.

Did he, now?

Yeah. It's on the SCG Live channel.

It's online.

And what did he say?

That he loves rugby and organic wine,

that's he's a climate moderate that admired Marcus.

JUSTIN LAUGHS

Did he mention me?

Yeah, he did.

Shared interests that don't include murder.

And, erm, how he doesn't believe you'd do anything

to jeopardise your family.

Did you ever discuss Marcus together?

Yeah, a bit.

He got proper obsessed with the tree business, even though

I told him it was a lost cause.

Defy a tree protection order, you're breaking rocks in the hot sun.

Actually paying a fine he could easily afford.

Yeah, obviously it wasn't the fine per se -

it was losing to a climate-change wanker.

HE DRUMS ON TABLE

Ever heard of gameness?

As in fighting dogs?

It's not an activity I know an awful lot about.

A game dog never stops.

They can't. It's bred into them.

And, ah...

..Norris is game?

Oh, yeah.

Not as game as his missus, though.

JUSTIN DRUMS ON TABLE

Say they found the bike, though.

Let's say Norris is involved.

I don't know whether he was or not, obviously.

But he'd need to be thinking of where he would dispose of it

in a hurry.

And where would he think of disposing it,

given what you know about him?

Oh, I don't know.

I don't know.

But I'd still be dragging the lakes, though.

Norris is smart.

Knows all the diversions and decoys in the area.

I'm just running the scenarios. My head's like a bloody cinema.

KNOCK AT DOOR

How was Justin?

Holding his own.

Guiding me through fighting dogs and the food etiquette

of the Balkan diaspora.

Oh. You can't say you don't get your money's worth.

I think he was hinting at the location of the bike to me.

Oh, fuck...

If he does know it's there, then he's involved somehow.

Why, though?

Why, though?

Have you got better questions than that?

It's almost like he was trying to drag Norris into it.

And his mood certainly changed when I mentioned the interview.

If you have a hunch, isn't it your duty to tell somebody?

Well, it was such a random thing though.

He's talking about lakes and decoy,

and there's a lake at the Danver House estate

where Norris shoots. What even is a decoy lake?

You have these culvert funnels... What?

Look, I don't... Culvert what?

Look, I don't understand it myself, Mani, all right?

But it's like a pond where they trap wildfowl,

where you can hide something like a bike.

Yes! So why would he tell you?

I don't know.

So what are you going to do?

Nothing.

It's not my job to share hunches with the police.

Plus it could just be my over-active...

You know?

What?

Nothing.

Somebody should tell 'em.

Go on, pick it up.

Shithead. OK.

I don't know, Matt. Ah, pop in to the Co-op and pick something up.

Or get yourself a takeaway.

I don't want to spend all evening...

I'm not going to be late. I'm just having a quick drink with Nisha.

That's what you say all the time.

No, actually, I don't say that all the time. It's just...

Look, I will text you when I'm on my way... Whatever, Claudia.

DISCONNECT TONE

Oh, fuck's sake.

Where's Sam Malik?

Ah, he... He's not here. What do you...

Wait, what are you doing?

Can you stop?!

I'm calling the police. You can...

Get the fuck away from me!

No, please!

Help!

Help me!

You fuckers, get off me!

Help! Help! Argh!

No!

Please, don't. Please. What are you doing?

Please, please... What are you doing?

Please, stop. I don't...

MUFFLED SHOUTS

This is the face of death! SHE SCREAMS

This is the smell of death!

SIREN BLARES

Claudia?

Claudia! CLAUDIA SPLUTTERS

I'm so sorry. I told you not to take the fucking...

I'm so sorry. I told you not to take the fucking case!

Sorry. I'm sorry!

I am so... SHE CHOKES AND SOBS

Oh, fuck!

NEWSREADER: Police are investigating an attack last night

at the offices of the solicitor representing Justin Mitchell.

The police officer alleged to have murdered climate...

..a woman has been discharged from hospital after being

dowsed in noxious chemicals by the new splinter group

Fight Climate Genocide... ..condemned the incident as

an attack on rule of law and demanded to know why no arrests

have been made, with one former minister claiming that

the police are slower to investigate hate crimes committed

by the radical left.

PHONE VIBRATES

An anonymous tip-off has arrived in my DMs.

What about?

INDISTINCT CHAT ON POLICE RADIO

Thank you.

They've got something.

Yeah? Yeah.

Wait.

It can't be his.

It can't be Marcus's bike. Well, why not?

It's got both pedals. Look.

Unless it is his bike and our pedal isn't.

Yeah, it's definitely Marcus's bike and helmet.

And both pedals are present.

How, though?

Well, either the pedal we found isn't the pedal from the bike,

or the attacker realised the pedal had come off, didn't have time

to find it and replaced it before disposing of the bike.

Why, if he was disposing of the bike anyway?

In case the bike was found.

Or even in case he needed to retrieve the bike to cause

exactly this type of confusion.

PHONE ALERT And we still don't have the camera.

OK...

Presumably, when they found the first pedal, they matched

the make to the bike? Well, no. The make of bike and the make

of pedals aren't necessarily the same.

You could have, say, a Raleigh bike with Shimano pedals.

Both the pedals now on the bike are the same make, obviously.

Yes. And does that match the pedal that you found?

No.

Leila? What?

Oh, ah, sorry.

Anything to, you know, contribute in regards to this

unexpected development?

Who tipped off Felix Owusu?

Oh, we'll never know. It was sent from a VPN.

I guess, erm... Yeah, I guess we should...

..address all of this...urgently.

Yeah. Unfortunately this does bring Patrick Norris back into play.

The decoy pond is on the grounds of his shooting club,

which is also his alibi.

Are you going to arrest him?

No need.

He's asked to see me later today for an urgent discussion.

He's also lawyered up and is apparently going to sue Felix Owusu.

Might save us a job.

That interview he did with Norris was skating on very thin ice.

Yes? Yes.

I want you to stop this crazy behaviour

when I've done nothing wrong!

Classic gaslighting.

Well, it isn't really, because you actually are a mad,

vindictive, freak. Why are you doing this?

It's been years coming, but now I know and Gabriela

has confirmed it. Who's Gabriela?

My life coach. Oh, God.

We've identified the negativity in my life and have agreed that

I need to remove all toxic influences,

starting with the main one.

I don't have room for red people. What?!

Controlling, dominant, work-focused.

Well, fair play - no-one could accuse you of that.

No, I am yellow.

Motivated by a sense of fun and sharing.

Usually a couple of grams of coke paid for by somebody else.

I don't have to justify myself to you, Leila,

but I have been sober for eight weeks now.

I don't need you.

And if you don't leave right now, I shall call the police.

Yeah, you say you don't need me while at the same time

threatening me with this rubbish.

It isn't rubbish, though, is it?

It is total hypocrisy for a crown prosecutor to be

guilty of a crime herself!

I was trying to help another human being, you stupid selfish bitch!

So, just to confirm, this interview is not under caution?

My lawyer does not need to be present?

Ah, no, correct.

Good, because I'm going to direct him at Mr Owusu for his latest

blog post, which crossed a line.

Well, you'll have to prove that it's him.

I doubt that'll be so hard for my people.

Yeah. In the most recent blog post he points out that the discovery of

Marcus's bike was made in the same place you gave as your alibi.

Correct.

So if that proved anything, then this interview WOULD be

under caution, presumably.

Yeah. We're still evaluating the evidence.

Good.

Justin Mitchell had visited my club before.

He was aware of the existence of lake cos we went fishing there.

OK.

You and Justin became friends...

..after the dispute between you and Marcus?

That's right.

That's a bit odd to buddy up with somebody that way, isn't it?

Is it?

How do you normally buddy up with somebody?

I'm not very sociable.

Stick to my family. Huh.

Turns out we were both very fond of poker.

OK.

We met again at the Royal Flush Poker Club in Newhaven.

What, and the relationship just grew out of that?

Yes.

Justin isn't the only police officer I have social interactions with.

Oh?

Look...

There's something else I feel I should mention.

Given the level of attention Mr Owusu has focused on me,

I wish to be entirely candid with you.

Well, go on.

We do share a few other interests, apart from fishing and gambling.

More grown-up interests, shall we say?

Hi.

Ah, the police have said I have to come back in again.

I'll be questioned under caution.

I don't understand why they keep asking me to come in.

Did they say when?

They said tomorrow, 9am.

Can you meet me at the station?

Yeah. Yeah, I can, and we'll have a little bit of time

before the interview.

OK.

Thank you.

See you tomorrow.

OK. And don't worry, yeah?

OK. Bye.

Look, I'll tell you what it is.

It's absolutely not good enough, Fraser.

It's a flipping disgrace, right? And I'll be writing a full...

Yes, please. Please, do that, otherwise it'll be you

explaining this to the CPS, OK?

Oh. And right on cue!

I'm sorry about earlier.

Yeah, you did seem rather distracted. Yeah, I was.

You sort out your problem at home?

Not really, no. Anyway, what... What's going on?

Explain what to the CPS?

Oh, look, it's a long story.

It's just a bit of a housekeeping problem. It's nothing.

Well, what about Norris?

The bike being in the place of his alibi is certainly suspicious.

Yeah, well, Justin knew about the decoy ponds as well.

Norris said he'd been there fishing a couple of times.

But there's something much more interesting.

We've just recovered material from a niche home-made porn site.

I'm hoping you don't want me to look at it.

I mean, it's pretty tame compared to some of the stuff

I've had to look at. Well, I find it all vile, sorry.

What does it show?

It shows Justin Mitchell and Patrick Norris's wife.

Oh, does she have a name or is she merely a prop?

Of course she does, I was just trying to... It's OK. Go on.

..make the point clear.

It shows Justin Mitchell having sex with Elena Norris,

most probably filmed by Patrick Norris himself,

because this was something they all apparently enjoyed.

Well, it's one way of adding to the sum of human happiness,

I suppose. What about Sandra Vodanovic?

Not involved.

Do you think Sandra Vodanovic is aware of this?

My thoughts exactly.

Let's see how she responds and threaten her

with everything we've got.

Let's point her towards the light. Hmm.

What's happening with the pedal?

I'm trying to get answers from the new lab,

but we just need to check who's actually got it right now.

It's imperative we clear up this muddle. Yep.

There have been enough delays and mix-ups already.

I know. I'm working on it.

OK.

Oh, and, erm...

..kill the Sam Malik thing.

Really? Yeah.

Tell Border Force a check was made,

no-one of that name, etc, and they can destroy them -

which might be punishment enough.

And what's led you to this?

It's not in the public interest to go after someone for

Class C benzos that you can get on prescription.

And I don't think it's right to use someone's private life to

settle old scores.

Yeah...

Hi.

How was university?

Fine.

Was it you?

What do you mean?

Tipped off Felix Owusu about searching the decoy pond.

What do you mean?

Oh, you know exactly...

OK.

Bye.

Morning, Sandra. You are not under arrest.

You are free to leave at any time,

but the interview is still under caution, OK?

OK. And I do hope we won't be going over old ground, DI Southgate,

or I'll be advising my client on her right to leave.

OK.

New ground...

Are you and Justin in an open relationship?

What do you mean?

You do not have to answer that, Sandra.

Did you know he was having sex with Elena Norris?

We have proof if you want to see it?

Mm...

So what if he did?

Of course I knew.

We... We both enjoy sex. It's 2024, Inspector,

and we are both free.

Look, well, he's not, actually,

and you might not be for much longer.

They do have a pretty 2024 attitude towards these things

in Holloway though.

Oh, wow. Taunting my client about possible sexual assault

in prison, that's duly... Oh... No, that's duly noted.

I apologise.

Call it evens for my mum.

Ah.

Then I'll have to go to prison for something I did not do.

Justin is my man.

And you're one of his women.

We're getting married.

And when did he propose?

Before or after he needed you to lie... I won't warn you again about

loaded questions. ..on his behalf?

You want to get married and have kids,

while he has sex with his mates' wives, exchanges lewd images

and jokes about you on his group chat?

"Anybody need a naked cleaner?

"I'll hook you up with my missus."

Not very respectful towards your future wife.

N-no.

No what?

I'm not...

Th-that's... That's not...

I'm doing an accountancy course.

Look, I don't know, that's just what he said to all of his mates

down the station, so....

So you've never done that?

Well, he's a liar as well as a scumbag, then.

We can show you the group chat if you'd like to see it,

but you might find it quite a betrayal.

Justin is a gambler.

We're aware of it.

He...

He owed a lot of money at one point to some men he said

you could not owe money to.

You did it to help pay off his gambling debts? I...

I did it once.

There's no shame in that.

Not for you, anyway.

But there is for any man who would get a kick out of using

his power to make a woman clean his house without clothes.

And for Justin.

I need to advise my client that should she say anything that

contradicts Justin's version of events, then...

He made jokes about it?

I... I cannot believe he would do that.

I did it for him.

Hey.

You have a whole life ahead of you.

You deserve better than him.

You have to think about your future, Sandra, and believe me -

it is not a prison cell, followed by deportation,

for a man who will only ever let you down.

I'm sure I have a tissue on me somewhere.

Have you got one, please?

Thank you.

I think I want to tell you something. OK.

OK, but, erm, before we do that I'd like to take a break

just to clarify the legal situation of my continued representation

of both parties.

Of course, Sam. That's perfectly understandable. Sure.

PHONE ALERT

We need to take a break now anyway.

Excuse me.

Please tell me this is good news.

I'm sorry.

DOOR CLOSES

Did you go to your sister's house yesterday?

Yes. And you think the best way to deal with the situation is

to go round and call her a...

The B-word?

She's just lucky I didn't go one letter up.

It was horrible, Leila.

And bigoted language.

I don't think it compares in any way with what's being thrown

at me right now.

She's in pieces.

I've been trying to persuade Tamara of the need for a reconciliation,

and now you've undone all my good work.

Oh, no! Have you squandered your superpower?

I've squandered my precious time,

trying to make you a little more understanding.

She went to war against me for no reason.

It was a drink in a bar, where as usual I picked up the tab,

followed by Pearl Harbor.

So, no, weirdly, I don't feel understanding.

Well, we both know that it was just a tipping point.

It goes way back.

You lack compassion, Leila.

Oh, God.

You're entitled to feel indignation, and I've told Tamara that too,

but please try...

Just try a little empathy.

Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?

I'm not one of your students!

Why don't we talk when you've calmed down?

I am fucking calm.

PHONE VIBRATES

Hi, Miles.

We've lost the pedal.

The French don't have it.

It's not in the station.

Everybody's blaming everybody else.

But it's not a small piece of evidence.

It's not a digital pedal.

Yeah, we're investigating how it came to happen, and...

Look, I've not given up all hope.

So we will never know that the pedal we found in the ditch

belonged to Marcus's bike, meaning no forensics of any use whatsoever.

Is there any suggestion it might have been deliberate?

Right now it just looks like a monumental piece of carelessness.

The conspiracy blogs are going to have a field day with this.

HE SIGHS

Hey, on the plus side,

Sandra Vodanovic is making a witness statement.

Good, because we're going to need her.

They've turned her against me.

I'm afraid so, yeah.

Why didn't you fucking stop her?

And say what exactly, "Please don't tell the truth"?

Has she given a witness statement?

Don't know yet.

Justin, it would've been a conflict of interest for me

to continue representing her.

I mean, she's obviously just mad about the stuff with

Norris's missus, which was purely sex...

No, no, no, it was the idea of you belittling her

doing something degrading to save you.

Degrading?

It was just sex-work.

We're all OK with that now. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You joked about it with me once. Yeah, fucking joked, exactly!

It's still just revenge and we can say that.

You OK?

Of course I'm not fucking OK!

See, that's the problem with Sandra, though.

Sweet but simple.

And what's the problem with Justin, hey?

It's neither of those two things.

Hmm?

You...

Oh, God.

Poor judgment. Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Especially when it comes to solicitors.

Oh, lovely, Justin. Cheers. Thanks.

No problem, mate. Yeah.

Fucking look at you. Oh...

With your chewed up fingernails, cheap suit.

Face like a dog waiting to be kicked.

Fucking hell, Sammy!

JUSTIN LAUGHS

They found the bike, Justin. Did they now?

Yeah, yeah. You going to ask me where? Where, Sam?

Danver House, decoy pond.

Are you going to tell me about your relationship with Norris?

Want to know who else visited his shooting club?

Go on.

Chief Superintendent Whitley.

Norris likes to keep in with people who matter,

and know things about them he can use to his advantage.

What did he know about you, Justin?

Ah.

He knew I was also game.

It's a quality I'm finding less and less attractive.

Yeah, well...

..that really doesn't matter.

All that matters is we close down their angles,

destroy their arguments, kick out their evidence

and walk out of court with a spring in our stride laughing like

fucking hyenas cos we won.

Otherwise...

Otherwise, Sam, we're just poor old Daniella Fielding,

lying in the wreckage with everything sliding away,

while some dumb-ass cop tries to say, "Hang on in there, Danielle -

"it's all gonna be OK."

Nah.

Justin Mitchell isn't spending the rest of his life behind bars

because of some jealous woman.

She wept, Justin.

She wept for you.

So sack me off and go and watch fucking Bambi together!

Hmm...

If, ah...

..she gives a different version of events to yours...

..then you're in real trouble, Justin.

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Sign there.

# Behind those eyes closed, holdin' on... #

And just there.

# ..day to break

# And take our, steal our night away... #

OK?

# And what you got in store for me?

# Keep those eyes closed, next to me

# And I don't want another day to break

# And take our, steal our night away

# Warm shadow... #

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HE SCREAMS

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