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Have you heard from Charlie?

Not recently.

Sent him loads of messages.

He never replies.

Well, why don't you ring him?

Hmm.

It's a strictly
text-based relationship.

You are his mother,
for goodness' sake.

Yeah, you're right.

Please leave a message.

Charlie, it's me.

I need to speak to you today,
so call me back.

That's told him.

Yeah.

What is it?

That was a UK ringtone.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Well, try your
tracker thingy.

Oh, I haven't used that
since he was at school.

Yeah, but try it now.

That's not right.

What?

Says he's
in a pub in London.

Try his dad.

Oh, I'll get no sense
out of him.

I know, but try him anyway.

His phone's dead.

Like his brain.

Something's wrong.

Why do you say that?

Mother's intuition.

You and Ruby can hold
the fort, can't you?

Yeah, but--

I'll only be an hour
and a half away.

You can call me if you need me.
- Pearl.

both:
♪ Happy birthday to you

♪ Happy birthday to you

Come on, join in,
misery guts.

all:
♪ Dear Nikki

♪ Happy birthday to you

I said no fuss, Mum.

Oh, shut up
and blow the candle out.

- Nice baritone.
- Funny.

Well, we're looking
for a new Captain von Trapp,

if you're interested.

I thought Tom
was your leading man.

Oh, no, him and Pearl
have split up.

Didn't you know?

Oh.
No, I didn't know.

And with Tom gone,
Muggins here has had to take

over as creative director.

What happened?

Oh, God.

I'm just going to the loo.

- Who's that?
- No idea.

What are you doing here?

Table for one.

We don't serve murderers!

Oh, God.

Thanks.
I was gasping for a pint.

♪ There once was a place
with mudlands a-lonely ♪

♪ Way, hey, ho

♪ And I'll seek,
and I'll search ♪

♪ And I know
that I'll find it ♪

♪ Way, hey, ho

♪ I know the wind, she blows

♪ I know the tides are low

♪ But you'll find me
at the white post ♪

♪ You'll find me
at the white post ♪

I used to live next door
to Phil and his wife, Carol.

We were really good friends.

In fact, Pearl used to
babysit their daughter, Paula.

Then he found out that
Carol was having an affair,

and he threw her off the
top of Whitstable Castle.

When was this?

Oh, must be
30 years ago by now.

But the Castle Killer,
they called him.

Didn't you work
that case, Mum?

Oh, just door-to-door.

It ruined that
poor girl's life.

And your croissant, sir.

Enjoy.
- Thank you very much.

- Paula.
- Hi, Dolly.

You look well.
- Oh, thanks.

I guess you've heard
your dad's out.

Mm, police liaison
woman warned me.

Has he tried to get in touch?

Not yet.

Is Pearl about?

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

Is there anything I can do?

Well, I was
hoping to hire her.

For what?

He's on license.

If he puts a foot wrong,
he goes back inside.

I need a witness to report
him when that happens.

What you playing at,
Dolly, hey?

Dolly.
What you playing at, hey?

- Get your hands off me!
- What are you playing--

Think you should
go for it, guv.

Love to see you
belt out "Edelweiss."

I'd rather eat my own foot.

- Take your hands off me!
- God.

- Take your hands off!
- You're following me.

Answer me.
What are you playing at?

- I said let me go!
- What's going on?

- What are you playing at?
- Let me go!

- Stop. Stop.
- She's following me!

I want him
arrested for assault.

He should be locked up.
He's out on license, you know.

I was visiting
my wife's grave.

You shouldn't be allowed
to be anywhere near that.

For crying out loud.
Get him in the car!

Give me that.
- Come.

This way.

I could arrest you for
possession of a firearm.

Well, do you want me
to make a statement?

Look, I know you were
friends with Paula's mum,

but this ain't your
battle to fight.

Go home.

Excuse me.

Why?
What have you done?

Sorry?

Joke.

Oh, right.

I'm looking for someone.
- Aren't we all?

He's a young lad.
He's about 21.

Do you know how many people
come in through these doors

every day?
- I've got a photo here.

No, doesn't ring any bells.

Well, it's just that this
was his last known location.

Are you police?

No, I'm his mum.

Could still be police.

Well, would
that be a problem?

No problem whatsoever.

I'm just trying
to find my son.

Look, sorry.
I can't help you.

Your eyes calm down yet?

A bit.

Well, what do you
think of the digs?

Well, it must be an
improvement on your last place.

Just about.

How long do you
have to stay here?

Minimum of 12 months.

You gonna look for work?

I'll try, but--

Well, best bet is to
keep your head down.

Easier said than done.

Most people around here
don't know who you are, so...

Likes of Dolly Nolan do.

Well, just stay
out of her way.

This is what they
call freedom, eh?

You don't think we
should have taken him in?

For what, exactly?

Well, at least he's
back behind bars,

which is where he belongs.

It's churned up
so much stuff about my mum.

I can imagine.

It's terrible having
no real memories of her.

Well, she was
a lovely person,

and she was a wonderful mother.

I mean, most kids have photos
of Christmases and holidays

with their parents, but
I've just got this blank.

No, you've done so well.

You've managed
to build a really

decent life for yourself.

Oh, it doesn't feel
like it most of the time.

No, no way.

- What are you doing here?
- I need to see Paula.

I thought they'd
locked you up.

Please, love.

She doesn't want
anything to do with you.

- I just want to talk to you.
- Hasn't she suffered enough?

- Just go.
- Please, just five minutes.

No!
I'm calling the police.

This is harassment.
- Please.

Just go!

I don't want you here.

I want nothing to do with you.

- Why didn't you charge him?
- He was cautioned.

- It didn't work!
- What do you mean?

He's just turned up on
his daughter's doorstep.

Why are you getting
mixed up in all of this?

He killed my friend.

And if he breaks the
term of his license,

we'll do something about it.

Well, he already has,
as far as I'm concerned.

Why can't you do
your jobs properly?

Come on.

Salt, vinegar?

Yeah.

Cheers.

Here you are.

Sir.
- You all right?

Looking forward to my first
chippy tea in a while.

Yeah, well, unless you
want it to be your last,

I'd advise you to stay
away from your daughter.

Ever thought
you'd be better off

trying to find the person
who killed my wife,

rather than persecuting me?

Large cod and chips, please.

Come on, then.
Let's do this.

You gonna make a complaint?

I'm sure they were just doing
their good deed for the day.

Apparently, Paula's been
in touch,

asking about taking out
a restraining order.

I don't blame her.

No?

What would you
do in her position?

Was there no contact with
her while you were inside?

Nothing.

I lost the love of my
life and my little girl.

Yeah, I read up on your case.

You must be short
on entertainment.

Tell me something,
you were sentenced

to a minimum of 18 years.

And?

Well, you served 30.

I know.
I was there.

Weren't you up for parole?

Got to confess your sins
for an early release.

So why didn't you?

I'm an innocent man.

Hello.

Hi.

Hiya.
You okay?

Yeah.

Dolly told me about Tom.

I'm sorry it didn't work out.

Oh, yeah.

Me too.

Listen, Charlie's
turned up in London.

What, from Toronto?

Yeah, he's avoiding me
for some reason.

He's turned his phone off.

Got no clue where he's living.

Now, I just want to track
him down,

make sure he's not
in any sort of trouble.

I'll give my old partner
a bell, see if he can help out,

DI Roy Carver.

I'll text you his details.

Thanks, Mike.

Does Dolly know?

Well, she knows I'm here,

but don't tell her
I called you.

I really don't
want to panic her.

Right, gotcha.

Well, try not to worry.

I'm sure he'll turn up.

Thanks.

Bloody hell.

- Hello.
- Hiya. How are you?

Lovely to see you.
Come in.

Ah.
Yeah.

Yeah, sorry--sorry
to bother you, Janet.

Nice photo.

Cost me an arm and a leg
at that school.

Come through.

Look who's here.

- Guv.
- Oh, all right?

Clogged pipes.

Oh, I didn't know
you're into DIY.

- Very handy is our Nikki.
- Mm.

That what they taught you
at private school?

No, it's all the tools
I have to deal with at work.

What's up?

You carry on with that.

Mike's come here to see me.

Oh, yeah.

Sit down.

Yeah, I came
across this report.

Just wondered whether you might
recall a bit more than you

thought about the murder.

No.
Why?

You said you only
worked door-to-door,

but it looks like you're
on the investigation team.

Oh, sorry.

Completely senior
moment, I'm afraid.

All the jobs blend into one,
you know, after all this time.

- Hmm.
- Sorry.

But you felt
Philip Nevin was guilty.

100%.
Why?

Just curious.

Is he appealing the
verdict or something?

Not as far as I know.

Oh, good.

The man killed his wife.

Mm.

Right, anyone fancy a cuppa?

Ow.

♪ Do re mi fa so la ti do

You know, when we
find our von Trapp,

he might sweep you off
your feet in real life.

Too busy for dating.

Ah, unless you're still
hanging on for my grandson.

I'm not sure Charlie's
ever coming back from Canada.

Oh, you never know.

Oh. Hello, Captain.

May I have a word?

Just wanted to tell you
that Phil Nevin was assaulted.

Well, what's that
got to do with me?

Look, he's done
his time, all right?

I know it's hard, but
if you run into him,

just cut him some slack.

Is that it?

Let me ask you something.

You serve an 18-year
prison sentence

and have the chance to get
out on parole if you confess.

Why would you choose
to keep your mouth shut

and do another 12 years inside?

All right?

I hear Phil Nevin
got beaten up.

Yeah.

Is he all right?

No, not really.

Why the obsession, guv?

Obsession?

Yeah, researching the case,
interrogating my mum.

I just wonder why she
couldn't remember working

such a high-profile case.

Maybe because
it was 30 years ago.

Even so.

Still a bit
weird having my boss

turn up and question her
about a convicted murderer.

I'm so sorry to drag
you out like this, Roy.

I spent most of
last night wandering

the streets looking for him.

Do you want to
make this official?

He's not missing.

He's just hiding from me
for some reason.

And you've no idea
why he came to London

instead of going home?

No.

Is he prone to this
kind of behavior?

No, not at all.

It's totally out of character.

Something's happened.

Well, you send that to me.

I'll circulate it to the team.

And if anyone spots him,
I'll let you know.

Thank you.

He's lucky to
have a mum like you.

My parents didn't
give a monkey's

where I was half the time.

You all right?

No, not really.

I think I can help.

Guv.

Yeah?

Did you look at the
files on the Nevin case?

Why are you asking?

There was no forensics,
no physical evidence,

just eyewitness testimonies
from the couple

that ran the pub where
Carol Nevin worked.

Yeah, the Mountfields.

Gus Mountfield was having
an affair with Carol.

Mm-hmm.

What did you make
of their statements?

What's this all about, Nikki?

Well, they read like they're
written by the same person.

Both virtually identical,
no discrepancies.

Who did the interviews?

DCI Dickie Masters,
bit of a local legend,

nicknamed the Closer
because of his

amazing conviction rates.

Yeah, he was in all
the photos in the press.

- He signed off on everything.
- Mm.

But the cosignatory on
all the forms was my mum.

That doesn't necessarily
mean that she was

involved in anything dodgy.

Of course not.

But those statements.

What do you want to do?

I think we should
talk to Masters.

I do volunteer work, handing
out food to the homeless.

What, Charlie's
been sleeping rough?

He's only been
out for a night,

but he struck me as
pretty vulnerable.

When I told him I run a pub,
he asked if I had any work.

So you gave him a job?

Well, I just lost
my best barman.

You know, timing's everything.

Well, where has he
been living since then?

Just above the pub.

With you?

There's nothing
dodgy going on.

Charlie!

What's going on?

No, wait, wait.
No, don't run off.

What's going on, love?
Huh?

What is it?

Whatever this is,
we can sort it out, okay?

Yeah?

Whoa!

Cracking game, Vince.

Thank you.
- Cheers, mate.

Dickie Masters?

How can I help you, officers?

- Whoa.
- All right.

You--

Here you are, Dickie.

Thanks, love.

You worked the Carol Nevin
murder back in '94.

One of many.

Do you know that Phil Nevin
was released from prison?

- Ah, crying shame.
- Do you think?

I'm a devoted member of
the String 'Em Up Brigade.

Do you remember
much about it?

Open-and-shut job.

Did it bother you that the
witnesses were the victim's

lover and his wife?

There was
a third eyewitness.

Didn't give evidence in court.

Why not?

He was a tramp.

You'd probably call
him a rough sleeper.

Prosecution didn't think it
would play well with the jury.

But he went on the record?

You might find
his statement buried

somewhere deep in the vaults.

Probably brown bread by now.
Druggie.

Any idea why the
Mountfield statements

were virtually identical?

Maybe because they both
saw the exact same thing?

I hear you were
known as the Closer.

Ah, my reputation
precedes me.

Because of your
conviction rate?

'Cause I was always
last out of the pub.

You think the
jury got it right?

Not for me to say.

Did my job, moved on
to the next villain.

And you were happy
with that verdict?

A woman was murdered,
my love,

thrown off the top
of that castle.

Not much to be happy about,
as far as I'm concerned.

What's going on, Charlie?

We're gonna sit here
until you tell me.

It was Dad.

I knew it.

Things were great at
first, but he just--

And then he lost interest.

He got this new
job, financial thing,

recruiting investors.

Well, that doesn't
sound like him.

Didn't seem to have
any time for me after that.

Then he got arrested.

What?

Yeah, it turns out, the job
was all just a big scam.

What,
he was ripping people off?

Yeah, one woman
in the local paper

said that she lost
her life savings.

And I--

I did a bit of work for him.

On the scam?

I didn't know
it was dodgy, all right?

I just wanted to spend
time with my dad.

How could I have come home?

I was worried that the
police were after me too.

You should have rung me.

Well, when you called the
other day, it sounded urgent.

I was winding you up.

Well, I thought they
might have been round.

Oh, Charlie.

Look, Mum, what if there's
a warrant out for my arrest?

- There won't be.
- How do you know?

I'll find out.

I'm sorry, all right?

I know I let you down.

Oh, you haven't let me down.

I promise.

Thanks.

Thank you.

Mr. Mountfield.

Mr. Mountfield?

I'm DCI Mike McGuire.

I wonder if we could talk to
you about a witness statement

you made during a murder
investigation back in 1994.

Total waste of my life,
I guess.

Sorry, I didn't
quite catch that.

Lemon drizzle,
that's what I wanted.

Anyway, it's got to be cake
'cause it can't just

be sandwiches, can it, eh?

What a waste.
- Sorry to bother you.

He comes out with a
dandy cake full of nuts.

I can't eat that.

Let's try the wife.

Not if you want them.

Four or five.
Who knows?

10, 0, 6, 5.

When did the pub close down?

Got too much for me after
Gus went into the nursing home.

It's a tough job
being a landlady.

Proper booze
is a diner death.

It's all cortados
and kimchi now.

Yeah.
No more spit and sawdust.

Hard enough keeping
this flat nice.

Yeah.

Is that your husband?

My Gus.

Place was packed to the
rafters in them days.

- Isn't that Dickie Masters?
- You know him?

He used to work with my mum.

She must have drunk in there.

What was her name?

Janet Martel.

Yeah, nice girl.

I see where you get
your looks from.

Were Gus and Dickie close?

Thick as thieves.

Masons.

He was a good friend
to the both of us.

You made a statement saying
you saw Philip Nevin running

out of Whitstable Castle
shortly after his wife

fell to her death.

She was pushed.

When did you find out Carol
and Gus were having an affair?

What's it matter?

Once that head case sussed out
they were on together,

one of them was
going to end up dead.

Was it before or
after she was killed?

Why do you want to know?

Was it before or after?

It was before.

Before.

Ain't you got any proper
police work to do?

Yeah.

Thanks very much.

Thanks.

I'll--yeah.

Two visits in two days?

I feel privileged.

How's the plumbing?

Oh, all in perfect
working order, thanks.

You're welcome.

Well, if it isn't DS Martel.

We met over a game of bowls.

Since when did
you play bowls?

- I don't.
- Mm.

You must be very proud
of this girl, Jan.

Yes, I am.

Always hoped my son would
follow in my footsteps,

but he works for the tax.

I didn't know you two
were still in touch.

Oh, yeah, always keep
in touch with the old gang.

Yeah, he's--he's really
good with things like that,

Dickie, yeah.

I'll bet he is.

I'll put the
kettle on, shall I?

- No, I'm fine, thanks.
- You sure?

Go on.

Wet your whistle.

I don't want to be a bother
if you got company.

Well, don't mind me.

I've got to make
a move, anyway.

Lovely to see you, Jan.

Okay, see you.

I'll let myself out.

Bye, sweetheart.

Sure you don't want a drink?

No, I want to ask a question

about the eyewitness interviews
on the Nevin case.

Oh, we've been
through all that, Nikki.

Did you speak to
a rough sleeper?

Yeah, well, he was
the impartial witness.

Don't suppose you got a name.

Well, I can't remember
the name of every

witness statement
I've ever taken, Nikki.

Did you call Dickie,
or did Dickie call you?

Imran Malik,
that was it, young lad,

barely out of his teens.

That's it.

Okay.

Guv.

Look, whatever it is,
can it wait till tomorrow?

I've found the rough sleeper.

Whitstable Castle?

That's taking me back.

And you were homeless.

No.

I had a bit of
an ecstasy habit.

Sometimes I'd doss
in the castle grounds

rather than face the
wrath of Mum and Dad.

Including the night of
the Carol Nevin murder?

Yeah.

You were interviewed by
DCI Masters, weren't you?

Yes.

How did that go?

It was a long time ago.

You're not in
any trouble, Imran.

Look,

you could help
someone clear his name.

I read in the local paper
he's getting released.

Yeah.

And you didn't give any
evidence in court, did you?

No.

So you haven't
perjured yourself.

When they brought me in,
I had a few pills on me.

Masters said it was enough
for a supply charge

and I could do prison time.

Told me they'd make it go
away if I said I saw Nevin

running out of the castle.

Showed me a photo, and I
picked him out from a lineup.

He said I was helping
them put away a murderer.

What did you actually see?

Nothing.

Was off my face.

Was there a solicitor present
when you made this statement?

No.

Mm.

Any other officers?

There was another
detective in and out.

Male, female?

A woman, young.

But Masters did all the
talking for both of us.

- Hi.
- Hi.

This is DI Carver.

Roy.

He's a friend of Mike's.

Hello.

He's been in touch with
the police in Toronto.

What?

Look, it's nothing
to worry about.

The case is over and done with.

Your name never came up.

What about--
what about my dad?

Your dad pleaded guilty.

He got 12 months.

Sounded like he was
well in over his head.

Why don't you go and get
your stuff together, yeah?

Yeah.

Thank you.

Any friend of
Mike's and all that.

So how is my old pal doing?

You know.

Move down to Whitstable
hasn't helped, then?

Well, he doesn't say much.

Really?
Couldn't shut him up before.

- Seriously?
- Yeah.

Life and soul
until the accident.

Does he ever mention
the other driver?

We talked about it
but only once.

Yeah, became a bit of
an obsession afterwards.

We never did track them down.

Sorry, I'm--
I'm not with you.

The driver of the other car,
they left the scene.

Right, he never
mentioned that.

Really? That's--

Right, duty calls.

- And thanks again.
- Mm.

You look after yourselves.
- Thank you.

Ruby, I'm just going
to the wholesalers.

- Okay.
- And then I might grab

a coffee with Paula later.
- Fine.

Dolly, you or Paula haven't
heard from Charlie recently,

have you?
- I haven't.

Why?
- No big reason.

It's just, he hasn't answered
the last few of my texts.

Oh, he's probably madly busy.

Everything's okay,
though, right?

As far as I know, yeah.

Don't worry.

See you later.

See you.

- Can I ask you a question?
- Shouldn't you be in hospital?

Do you honestly believe that
Carol was having an affair?

- What?
- The first I heard about it

was when they arrested me.

Phil, please.

I'm serious.

You were at the castle.

I was at home with Paula,
but I couldn't prove it.

She was just a toddler.

Well, you caught the
two of them together,

and that's why you--

That didn't happen.

They made it all up, Dolly.

I need to know.

Did Carol ever say anything
to you about Gus Mountfield?

Well, nothing
complimentary, no.

So why would you believe that
she was sleeping with the man?

Me and her were soul mates.

She'd have never done that
to me, not with anyone.

I know it in here.

- Okay.
- Thank you.

- Thanks, Ruby.
- No worries.

Were you happy to sign off
on those witness statements?

I'm starting to get a bit
cheesed off about this now.

Was there nothing in
there that bothered you?

Mum.

Dickie liked to fly solo.

He was always the
same with his cases.

You never got a look in.

He'd interviewed the suspects
and witnesses on his own.

And you just stuck
your name on the form.

Why didn't you speak out?

You think I'd dare complain
about a copper like

Dickie Masters
in those days?

It was hard enough just
being a woman in the force.

My career would have been
over before it began.

Like the lives of all
the people he put away.

Yeah, well, most
of them were guilty.

Is that what
you tell yourself?

Well, I have to tell
myself something.

You can take me down off
that pedestal now, can't you?

I've got a grandson.

She's never gonna let me
into her life, is she?

I don't know.

Unless I prove who
really killed her mother.

Why'd you let me
go to Canada,

knowing what he was like?

Because I wanted you to have
a proper relationship with him.

What if I end up like him?

Oh, Charlie.

You're your mother's son.

You've got your whole
amazing life ahead of you.

Let's go home, Mum.

Thank you.

Thanks, Lee.

Nice one, Charlie.

Do you seriously think
Phil Nevin is innocent?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

He's just found out
he's got a grandson.

Paula told him?

No, she doesn't
want him to have

anything to do with the kid.

We'll talk to her.

I'm worried that it
might be too late for that.

Want me to come in?

- I'll be back in a minute.
- All units,

report of a domestic
disturbance at Sailor's Cove.

- Wait.
- Nearest available units...

That's Patty Mountfield's
place.

No, I'm not going.

I'm staying right here.
You tell me.

You just tell me
what I want to know.

- Don't you threaten me.
- I'm not threatening you.

- Get out!
- I'm not--what did you learn?

Phil, Phil.
Hurry, hurry. Hey, come on.

Come on!
Hey, hey!

You'll be back inside
if you harm her.

- I don't care anymore!
- Hey, wait.

We know you're innocent.

What?

How?

It's all right.

Sit down, all right?

What's your prognosis, Patty?

It's terminal.

I'm sorry to hear that.

But you know what happened.

I know a lot about guilt.

Could be your only chance,

get everything off your chest.

Give this man his life back.

What have you
got to lose, Patty,

really?

Gus loved his little fancies,
barmaids like Carol.

He'd get a bit handsy.

He'd try it on after hours.

They usually just left.

Carol was different.

He was all over her
like a rash, obsessed.

She stuck around
'cause she was skint.

Then money started going
missing from the till.

- Hey, Carol would never--
- No.

Turns out, Gus was giving
the cash to Carol.

I thought there was something
going on between them,

so I followed him.

He'd arranged to meet
her at the castle.

Next thing,

she comes over the top.

So he did kill her.

Gus comes running out
in a blind panic.

Takes one look at me
and spills his guts.

He said he told her
he'd write off the debt

if she slept with him.

She refused.

There was a struggle, and--

How did Masters get involved?

I called him.

He told us to keep our mouths
shut and that he'd sort it out.

And he got you to place
Phil at the crime scene?

I knew you'd be
home alone with Paula.

With no alibi.

Masters told Gus to pretend
they were having an affair,

that Phil attacked
the both of them,

there was a struggle, and he--

he threw Carol off the top.

And you backed
him up by saying

that you saw Phil escaping.

And all so I could spend the
rest of my life

with the lech
that I loved.

I knew she
wouldn't cheat on me.

And that's the trouble
with Russian dolls.

They're all too
full of themselves.

Hello, Dickie.

Got one last case
for you to close.

It's very kind of you
to let us do this.

You're helping us
get justice for my mum.

And I'm so sorry for what I--

you know.

And I'm sorry too.

Let's just concentrate
on the future, eh?

♪ Do re mi so fa la ti do

♪ Do ti la so fa mi re do

Beautiful.

- Charlie.
- Oh, Charlie!

Gran.

All right,
less of the Gran, you.

Oh!
Mwah.

We missed you.

Oh, I missed
you guys too.

Come here!