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DAVID: He's playing his
last game for us today.

I came to get him
a new contract, and you
tell me he's out?

MOUSA: A sex tape?

Pay her.

LEIGHTON: Eva Liron's dead.

I slept with Eva.

NIKKI: Nathan has no marks
on his body whatsoever.

His bloods contained a fatal
amount of benzodiazepine.

We normally only allow
immediate family.

Sister isn't immediate enough?

Rachel doesn't have a sister.

-Thomas Chamberlain?
-That's right. I'm replacing
Professor Dalton.

No, you're not.
You're taking over from him.

I didn't kill her.

Are you listening?
I didn't kill her.

The cocktail of anti-psychotic
drugs

and pain killers
used to kill Nathan Freedman

is the same as those found
in the bloods of Eva Liron.

I think you may be looking for
the same killer.

NIKKI: Mousa Rashid,
male of Asian origin,
39 years old.

Single gunshot wound.
Entry at the
external auditory meatus.

Identification by
the presence of gas

and metallic fragments
along the bullet path,

which is connected
to the entry wound

present on the surface
of the skin.

Just to eliminate you
from what we find, okay.

What's our insurance position
on Isaac Dreyfus?

Career ending.

No. It's not his knee.

The bullet passed through
bone.

Bone spicules were embedded
in the bullet path.

Gas, bone,
and metal are present
in the brain parenchyma.

It's all copper.

Who uses copper bullets?

Dunno.

There is no evidence of
temporary cavitation.

Mind if I join you?

Y-shaped incision.

He wasn't killed
where the body was found.

There's no blood spatter
in the area.

We've found what we think are
traces of purple loosestrife

and a black poplar leaf
on his shoe,

as well as pollen from
a wild honeysuckle.

None of these plants were
proximate to the body.

I need to find
where he was shot.

Livor mortis suggests that
he was sitting
when he was shot

and remained sitting
for several hours afterwards
before he was moved.

JACK: The lines?

I think he was sitting
on a wooden bench.

Hm.

What's this?

Do you have a mirror?

JACK: Hang on.

Ah. See that.

-"...uck City."
-Graffiti.

-Such wit.
-Hmm

I know what bench
we're looking for.

And the true judge be praised.

Mousa Rashid died here.
He was left on that bench.

They moved him
to make sure he was found.

-That would be my guess.
-Well done.

FEMALE NEWSREADER:
Footballer Isaac Dreyfus
has been arrested by police

in connection with the murder
of a young woman

found near the river Thames.

A post mortem examination
revealed she had been attacked
with acid.

Police have confirmed her
identity as 25-year-old
au pair, Eva Liron.

Today, the detective in charge
of the case, DI John Leighton,

released an image
of the murder victim.

Anyone with information that
can assist the investigation

is urged to contact
the incident room
or their local police station.

A spokesperson
for Thames City Football Club

has confirmed that
the midfielder, Isaac Dreyfus,

will not play in the upcoming
London derby.

Yeah, hello.
Detective Sergeant
Anne Burchett, please.

It's about Eva Liron.

Ruth?

NIKKI: Open?

DREYFUS: Can I have
your phone number?

Come on. Open!

Don't tell me you've never
been asked for your
phone number before?

-Only by salesmen.
-Do they get it?

Can you keep your mouth open?

If you don't want to give me
yours, I'll give you mine.

I'm done.

I'm not all the things
you think I am.

I didn't kill the girl.

I'm not the one
who's going to judge you.

Everyone judges me.

That's what they pay to do.

He didn't do it, Dad.

I don't understand
what's happening to us.

He didn't do it.

Oh.

They want to interview
Isaac again.

-I have to go.
-He's not perfect.
I know that,

but he wouldn't hurt anyone.

I'll do what I can.

Zaidie!

One. Two. Three. Four. Five.

I'll do my best.

You were intimate with her?

DREYFUS: Oui.

Yes.

How often were you intimate?

Once.

When did it happen,
the intimacy?

Three weeks ago.

And then she just disappeared?

Yeah, maybe 10 days ago,
she left.

And you didn't hear
from her again?

No, not until she asked
for money.

She asked you for money?

Yes. Well, no,
not me directly.

Uh, she contacted
Mousa or the club.
I don't know which.

How much money?

£120,000.

She was blackmailing you?

Yes.

Do you want to continue?

Of course.

When did you receive
the extortion demand?

A few days ago.
Speak to Mousa.

I mean,
he and McNally, they...

They came to see me.

Detective... Inspector...

Leighton. Have you got that?

Now, I don't have
an appointment,

but it would be wise if they
would see me right away.

Hello, Sir.

Uh... Bazza?

-Are you here to see
Mr McNally and Mr Preston?
-Yes.

I can walk you through,
show you the way.

So, you don't know
anything about an extortion?

No. Mousa never mentioned it.

Did Isaac mention it?

I think I would remember.

Oh. Isaac is really just
a boy.

He... His grasp on the truth
was never very secure.

We've terminated
Isaac Dreyfus's contract.

He's embarrassed us
for the last time.

What was she going to do
if you didn't pay her?

Well, she... She had that tape
of us.

She was, um... She was going
to put it on the Internet.

Well, why didn't you
go to the police?

Because I didn't want it
to become public.

Why would it become public?

Well, I go to the police.
You arrest her.

You have to say why
you're arresting her,
don't you?

It becomes public.

I had enough problems.

Did you pay?

Yes. Well, no, Mousa did,

-but it was my money.
-In cash?

I don't think
she wanted a credit card.

Mr Dreyfus's bank will confirm
that he drew out £120,000
in cash.

When did Mr Rashid pay her?

-I don't know. A few days ago.
-A few days ago?

How did he pay her? Where?

I don't know.
Mousa didn't tell me.
He just told me not to worry.

If you're not going to charge
Mr Dreyfus, we'd like
to go home now.

Your client has just admitted
to having an affair
with the deceased

and that the deceased
was trying to extort money
from him.

-You think he's going home?
-My client did not commit
a crime.

The woman involved is dead.

-I didn't kill her.
I'm the victim.
-You're the victim?

Now you can verify
Mr Dreyfus's
accounts with his agent,

-Mousa Rashid.
-No, I can't.

Mr Rashid is dead.

He's dead?

He was killed a few days ago,

apparently trying to pay a
blackmailer

who's been dead a week.

Charge him or release him.

Take him back to his cell.

Eva Liron worked
for Adam Freedman's family.

She worked for him
and his wife for two months,

and then she quit
unexpectedly.

He doesn't know why.
She just left.

-Well, same pattern.
-Yeah.

Can you open your mouth?

Perfect.

That's it.

That won't go on the database?

We're simply trying
to eliminate DNA
and fingerprints

-from the investigation.
-Hmm.

Dad? Can you take Zara
upstairs and play?

Hey.

Heh, heh, let's go!

-Dodo!
-Ooh!

JACK: Ah, voila!

ZARA: Merci.
JACK:

Do you think
my husband did this...

This horrible thing?

I don't have an opinion.

You don't?

Have you seen the papers?

Everyone else does.

Everyone thinks they know him.

They think they know
what he's capable of,

because they watch him
play football.

They go to a match and chant,

"Adolf Hitler.
He's coming for you."

And hiss like the sound of gas
and wait for him to react.

They've never seen him asleep
with Zara in his arms

or laugh at himself
when he's been stupid.

And he can be stupid.

They decide who he is,

because he got angry
during a match...

Or because of
a stupid tweet

or because he's Jewish.

The DVD of Dreyfus
and Eva Liron
gives him motive.

He admits she asked him
for money.

-It's all we have that ties
him to the crime.
-That's enough, isn't it?

Well, it's circumstantial.
There's no physical evidence.

Her body was found in the skip
at the training ground.

There was nothing on the body
that proves Dreyfus
was involved at all..

Aren't you meant
to be helping me?

THOMAS: Let's run through
the common factors. Anne.

Freedman, Dreyfus.

Eva Liron worked as an
au pairnanny for both
of them.

So what's the connection?
Did...

-Did both men sleep
with her?
-In both cases,

she worked for the families
for a matter of weeks,
and then she quit.

Rashid crime scene. TOD?

Rigor had passed,

and vitreous potassium
suggests

32 hours based on
a uniform leak.

Mousa Rashid had been dead

between 24 and 36 hours

-when his body was found.
-He was murdered near
the station,

and his body was moved.

That would require
an accomplice.

THOMAS: Was there CCTV
coverage where the car
was parked?

JACK: No. The camera
at the train station
had its cable cut.

Could he have been murdered
before Isaac Dreyfus was
taken into custody?

Timescale? Yes.

But again, we have nothing
that ties Isaac Dreyfus
to that murder.

Nothing?

Dreyfus said that Rashid
was delivering the extortion
money to Eva Liron.

Who had died at least
10 days before, if not more.

He's paying money to a woman
he knows is already dead,

because he killed her.

Dreyfus kills Eva Liron.
Then to create an alibi

blackmails himself.
Double bluff.

And I thought all footballers
were ignorant.

Do I charge him?

Let's pretend
he's very clever.

Why does he dispose of her
body at his place of work?

He wants the Detective
Inspector to charge him.

NIKKI: And where do
the Freedman killings fit?

We have the drug link between
Nathan Freedman and Eva Liron.

What motive does Isaac Dreyfus
have to kill them?

I need you to provide
physical evidence,
not commentary.

Nathan Freedman.
We have unidentified

foreign DNA under
the fingernails
of Nathan Freedman,

as well as fibres
from an unknown source

found under his fingernails,
in his hair,
in and around his mouth.

The signature of the Rachel
Freedman killing
is the same as Rashid.

Single gunshot wound,
base of the skull.

Rabbit ears.

The rabbit ear deposit
left on the skin is abnormal.

Which makes us think
that the bullets
were home made

and some sort of silencing
device was used.

I recovered a copper slug from
the skull of Mousa Rashid...

Copper bullets
are unusual.

And there were traces
of copper in Rachel Freedman's
brain tissue

along the bullet path.

Type of gun?

Calibre and marking
make me think it could be

a Russian Baikal IZH-79
pistol.

-Well, that narrows it down.
-The Baikal is the most

commonly used firearm
by UK criminals.

-Ah.
-The markings aren't uniform,

which suggests it's
a hand crafted gun,
not tooled.

Baikals are usually
converted from replicas.

Have you mapped the path
of the bullet in both cases?

Mm-hm.

I'd like to look at
the Freedman crime scene.

How'd the window break?

Uh... We initially thought
Adam Freedman broke it

to corroborate his fiction
of a home invasion.

Get on your knees.

Did you find carpet fibres
under her fingernails?

Yes. Along with
unknown tissue.

Reach out and grab the carpet.

She comes into the room,

sees her son on the floor.

She falls to the ground
to try and help him.

Killer pulls her back,
she claws at the carpet,

he shoots her
in the back of the head.

Nikki, give us a hand.

Grab the laser and find
the angle.

JACK: Bullet is somewhere
out there.

He's very good.

ANNE: Why's he got such
a bad reputation?

He doesn't like police.

I can see that could
be a problem.

-Dodo.
-What?

The fibres on Nathan's hands
and in his mouth.

There was a child's blanket
in the photos.

On the floor next to his body.

He, uh... He actually
called his blanket Baby.

JACK: Did you bag it?
Where is it?

I'll... I'll get it.

Somebody's hero.

Do we feel certain
the cases are all related?

Well, it's a reasonable
assumption, yeah?

Will somebody say
yes or no?

It's hard to believe
coincidence is involved.

If you feel certain
that all the cases
are related,

then is the absence of
physical evidence, evidence?

And so far, we've no physical
evidence

that links Isaac Dreyfus
to any of the deaths.

So what am I doing? Am I
charging or releasing Dreyfus?

Well, he's capable
of it, right?

He's a selfish, immature boy
with no morals
and too much money.

I need more physical evidence.
I need you two to step up.

-How have we not stepped up?
-Do you need a lift, then?

No, no, no, no. How have we
not stepped up?

Everyone's watching this case,
and everyone's watching me.

I've got friends I haven't
spoken to in 10 years
ringing me up for a chat.

Do you realise what a fool I'm
going to look like
if I let him go?

That's not going to happen!

I need evidence
that proves he's guilty.

What happened today?

Leighton called,
says Jack assaulted him.

What?

Grabbed him with some
violence.

Well, that's an exaggeration.

Did he touch him?

He might have,
I didn't really notice.

Sounds like you're sitting
on the fence.

Till I'm sore.

That makes it hard for me
to know who to believe.

NIKKI: Where is he?

Gone to satisfy
his masochistic tendency.

-JACK: Not ready.
-NIKKI: It's me.

Nikki!

Why are you here?

Well, you know how much
I love this sport.

Leighton complained about you
to Chamberlain.

I know. I got a phone message.
I'm meant to apologise.

-Ouch.
-I know.

The fact that we have
no physical evidence
that links Dreyfus

to Eva Liron's death is...

Unusual, I know.
Can you help me?

We have plenty of embarrassing
motive, but no DNA. Nothing.

Can you wrap this?

He dumps her body at his place
of work

but manages to leave no trace.

The Freedman/Rashid killings,
they were executed.

Is that Isaac Dreyfus?

I mean, he's rich,
and he has no shame,

but he doesn't need
to kill anyone.

Don't you always make a big
thing about simply presenting

what we find and not
interpreting it?

Yes. And then, based on
the trajectories...

He's the wrong height for
the bullet's angle
of trajectory.

-Yes. Exactly.
-He could have
done it, but it's unnatural.

Mind you, it's all unnatural.

The police have pinned their
careers to him being guilty,

but he's not.

MAN: You're up!

-You didn't come here
to see me fight?
-No.

Sorry.

Why can't I just say that
he's innocent?

Our job is to make
other people say that.

I used to have...

If I thought something,
I had...

I don't know, clarity and...

-Yeah, got it. On my way!

-I don't know.
-Confidence?

Is it confidence?

I don't know.

I'm stuck, sitting on a fence.

First Leo and now Chamberlain.

I, uh...

I guess I just want certainty.

-I have to...
-We've been looking
for evidence

to prove that he's guilty.

Maybe, we should be looking
for evidence to prove

that he's innocent.

I'm missing something,
and I just don't know where
to look for it.

Nikki, I have to go.

Yeah. Yeah. Go have fun.

Nikki?

Win?

You'll have to
come all the time.
You're my lucky charm!

Great. Put me on a key ring.

-It's a hate crime!
-What?

Between the rounds, things go
through your mind, right?

I'm standing there
in Nathan Freedman's bedroom,

and I think to myself,
"The lad was a Dreyfus fan,"

which is odd
for where he lives.

In North London, you have
three teams, Spurs, the Arse,
and Manchester United.

Then it hits me. Dreyfus
is a Jewish footballer.

The lad was Jewish. Of course!

-Ow! Please don't do that.
-Sorry.

Just before the beginning
of round two, I'm thinking
about all this

when... Bang! It hit me.

Access.

You give the nanny
keys to your house, right?

She's a young girl,
she's easy to trust,
not a threat.

That's the connection,
she gives you access.

-To do what?
-Kill.

But nobody died
in the Dreyfus family.

Bye, Mummy.

CLARISSA: Nikki! Do you
have any idea how rich
Adam Freedman is?

And generous!

Jack! You look hideous.

Thanks, babes.

-Here.
-What's this?

-Your apology.
-My what?

-You're going to apologise.
-Um, I didn't do nothing.

Jack, do I care?
Do any of us care?

I'm apologising
to Chamberlain as well?

Start with him.
He's had to mop up your spill.

Painful.

Can't be as painful
as getting your arse kicked.

I won.

Take a little pain here,
and you'll win this fight
as well.

Mm, you're so wise.

That's what they have
in common.

-Who?
-Freedman and Dreyfus.

They're both rich
and give to charities?

Actually, Dreyfus isn't
a big charity person.

He's actually quite mean.

In fact, he only gave to
one charity.

Sizeable amount.

Yeah, no, really big,

and that's what he has
in common with Adam Freedman.

Israel. Big supporters
of Israel.

Please, Ron. Please.

I don't know what to do,
I'm so scared.

Please, you can...
You have to help us.
Mousa and now this!

They're coming for us,
I know they are.

Mrs Dreyfus, listen to me...

Monica! Listen!

Isaac doesn't work
for us any more.

Your best bet
is to call the police.

Jack?

JACK: Jack's busy.

Have you been at my desk?

Jack!

What are you looking for?

I was working on a spreadsheet
of the common factors

in the Freedman/Rashid/Liron
murders, and now
I can't find it.

Did you file it?

No, it was on my desk.

Hmm. Safer if it's filed.

This what you're after?

Yes. Who put it there?

Presumably, the person
who copied it.

That wasn't you?

Why didn't he just
ask me for it?

-Who?
-Chamberlain.

He's looking over
my shoulder. Why?

I won't have him
checking on me
or skewing conclusions.

THOMAS: Morning.

I don't think he'd do that.

I'd take a deep breath,
Nikki, just to be sure
I wasn't over reacting.

No, you wouldn't.

No.

-Don't you trust me?
-Hmm?

Oh!

No, on the contrary,
I hadn't done a post-mortem
for some time.

I enjoyed the opportunity
the other day to,
to watch someone

whom I regard to be
extremely accomplished.

Stop, I'm not talking
about the post-mortem.

Well...

I give up.

Someone went through my files

and photocopied a highly
confidential document.

-And you think that was me?
-NIKKI: Well, who else
would have done it?

I see. And why do you think
I'd have done this?

-I don't know.
-THOMAS: I don't, either.

-Well, you haven't denied it.
-You haven't accused me.

You don't want to accuse me,
Dr Alexander.

What you want to do...

Is find out who went
through your files.

-Skiving?
-Yeah.

-Porn?
-Yeah.

Whatcha doing?

Yeah.

Okay.

-Jack!
-JACK: What?

You recognise her?

NIKKI: Ruth.

Leaves the last sheet...

Huh. In the photocopier.

-JACK: What time was it?
-CLARISSA: Err, 9:42 pm.

That's what I heard.

CLARISSA: I was on my way out,
I heard noises,

I thought I was
imagining things.

How did she get in?

Shalom.

Leighton and Burchett
are on their way.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have
accused you of doing anything.

Well, you didn't accuse me,
did you?

I'm still sorry.

-I mean, I thought that it...
-THOMAS: Accepted.

If I had to apologise for all
the things I think,
I'd never stop.

-CLARISSA: Jack!
-THOMAS: What were they after?

-Information.
-Why?

I'm a passionate person.

JACK: Sometimes people
can mistake my
passion for anger.

I regret that. I'm not angry.

Please accept my apology

if I've upset you
with my quest for the truth.

If I have upset you
with my quest for the truth?

What moron wrote that?

THOMAS: Good, right, send
them over. Thank you.

Well, apology accepted.
Everybody done apologising?

-THOMAS: All right,
what happened?
-CLARISSA: To his face?

THOMAS: With Leighton.

NIKKI: He accused us of
not stepping up for him.

So that he would have
the evidence
to charge Dreyfus.

-Is he right?
-We stepped up.

There's no physical evidence
that ties Dreyfus
to the crimes.

NIKKI: He doesn't want
to hear that.

I understand. Sometimes career
prospects overpower judgement.

So is that what happened
to your face?

THOMAS: You hit him.
He hit you back.

No. No. Nobody hit anybody.

-Maybe you should have.
Do you have a plan?
-Yes, I do.

The DVD came
in a plastic case.

Wasn't wiped clean,
fingerprints all over it.

Dreyfus says it was
sent to his club.

What's the name of the fella
who runs security there?

Ron McNally.
David Preston, the Chief Exec.

McNally brought
it to Mousa Rashid.

They deny it.

If I find their
prints on it...

What? What will that prove?

The club is lying
and Isaac Dreyfus
is being stitched up.

You have prints
but nothing to match them to?

McNally is retired police.

His DNA and prints
will be on the database.

Oh. Right.

-NIKKI: Leighton's not going
to want to do this.
-THOMAS: I get it.

How confident are you that
Dreyfus isn't lying?

NIKKI: The evidence
doesn't fit.

They're desperately trying
to make it fit. It doesn't.

I'm talking about you.

Are you confident,
not confident,
or on the bloody fence?

I'm not on the fence.

I'm confident he's not lying.

Ah, John, come on in.

Lovely to see you both.

THOMAS: Keep it simple, Jack.
Just say you're sorry.

Have a seat, you two.

THOMAS: Right.

Get started, shall we? Jack?

Detective Leighton?
I'm sorry but...

THOMAS: Thank you
for doing that Jack.

Well, I hope that's cleared
the air, at least a bit.

-A bit?
-THOMAS: Good.

Well, let's clear
the rest of it, shall we?

You owe us an apology
for suggesting we haven't
stepped up.

Yes, I know.
It's err, it's awkward,
isn't it?

Let's get it done.

-I'm sorry.
-Good.

Moving forward.

Ruth came back,
we don't know how she got in,

we believe she's
duplicated documents

pertaining to the deaths of
Rachel and Nathan Freedman.

Clarissa is preparing
the CCTV footage for you.

-Yes, I am.
-We have had some
results back.

The plastic case the DVD
came in is covered in
Ron McNally's fingerprints.

Hard to explain...
If the club knew
nothing about it.

So the big question is,
why would they lie?

The whole sorry saga
of Isaac Dreyfus has nothing
to do with us.

His presence here
has damaged us.

It's upset the fans.

It's upset our new owners.

We believe the extortion
demand was delivered
to your club.

We believe her body
was dumped on your premises.

We think it has quite
a lot to do with you.

I really can't
comment further.

We'll need to get
legal advice.

-Could we get
your fingerprints?
-DAVID: No.

I don't think so.

I'll need to get legal advice.

JACK: We have
Mr McNally's already.

They were on file,
along with your DNA,

from your time in the police.

Thank you for your time.

Dreyfus will make in a morning
what that lot make in a year.

McNALLY: Detective Inspector?

Can I, err, make
an appointment to see
you after work?

So that maybe I can
correct some, err...

You know, err...

Misimpressions...

Lapses of memory?

Did you know
about the extortion?

We've got your prints
all over the evidence.

If I wanted to keep my job...

I had to, err...

I had to try and, err...

I had to lie.

JOURNALIST: Are you charged
with murder? Isaac!

JOURNALIST: How well do you
know Eva?

When did this happen?

We're going.

We're leaving here.
It's not safe.

Where is Zara?

At school.

-Dad?
-I can collect her,
if it would help.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Zampa Management.

Oh, hi, Isaac! Where are you?

Well, what is it?

Hang on.

They let him go.
He wants us to make him
travel arrangements.

I can't face it. Do you mind?

Hi, Isaac, it's Sami.

Thanks, man.

I'm still...

Dunno.

It doesn't seem real.

Yeah, yeah, course.
Where do you want to go?

What?

-Jack?
-JACK: Yeah.

I've got the results back
on the foreign DNA.

From Nathan Freedman's
fingernails and blanket.

It's a familial match to
Mousa Rashid, two degrees.

Nephew!

Can you put me
through to DI Leighton?

Jack?

She's been asphyxiated
in the same way as Eva Liron.

No!

NIKKI: You okay?

Yeah.

-Sorry. It's instinctive...

I've come to collect
Zara Dreyfus.
I'm her grandfather.

Leighton.

When?

Dreyfus's daughter's
been abducted.

It was an attempted
kidnapping.

Wait.

The drugs in Nathan Freedman's
system were meant
to subdue him.

Not kill him.

Eva Liron had a key
to the house.

-JACK AND NIKKI: So she
provided access.
-Exactly!

But not to kill them...
To abduct Nathan.

They didn't know
that he was autistic.

So when he panicked
and struggled...

They used his blanket to cover
his mouth and muffle
his screams.

So they gave him more drugs
until they killed him.

-They didn't mean to.
-Why were they the targets?

Adam Freedman
and Isaac Dreyfus both gave

large contributions to Israel.

Terrorism is primarily
funded by kidnapping
and extortion.

The families were high profile
supporters of Israel

and soft targets
for terrorists.

I was focused on Dreyfus, I...

I got it wrong.

LEIGHTON: Do you give a lot
of money to Israeli causes,
Isaac?

-No, why would I do that?
-Are you sure?

Of course I'm sure.

I gave money to Israel.
In your name.

For Monica and Zara.

Mousa?

Hello.

Two million.

-Sami?
-SAMI: One hour.

Where is Zara?

Where is she?
Why are you doing this?

DREYFUS: Oh, God.

THOMAS: Is she the accomplice?

JACK: Two people had
to move the body.

NIKKI: She comes here,
asks me questions about
how Rachel Freedman died.

THOMAS: She obviously
didn't think you told
her enough.

JACK: Still wearing gloves.

NIKKI: What are
we looking for?

LEIGHTON: She may have
touched something
and left DNA.

NIKKI: It's a kidnapping
and it's political.

So who do you
think Ruth is?

She's taking a lot of risk to
come here and even more
to break in.

For what?

She allows herself to be
photographed but leaves no DNA
and no prints?

It doesn't feel like
she's an amateur.

She's interested
in what happened

to Rachel and Nathan Freedman.

She breaks in and takes
information that

links the Freedman
Liron cases.

An accomplice.

Why do you think
she's trying to help them?

Maybe she's trying
to catch them?

Clarissa, will you print me
a clear image of that woman?

I know someone
at the Home Office.

It's working.

Isaac.

-Hello.
-ZARA: Papa? Je t'aime.

Zara! Mon bebe!Are you okay?

Zara!

SAMI: Are the police with you?

Don't lie to me.

-Yes.
-No police.

You come by yourself.
I see police, I will kill her.

No police.

I'll tell you where she is
when you bring me the money.

This is what I
want you to do.

Be careful.

He said no police.

Good luck.

We have someone watching him.

He won't know
the police are there.

Oui.

Oui.

Oui.

Where is she?

Tell me where she is!

-SAMI: Back up.
-DREYFUS: Why are you
doing this, Sami?

Shut up, Zionist dog!

-Where's my daughter?
-Shut up!

I never did anything
to you, Sami.

Mousa never did
anything to you.

My uncle was filth.

An infidel.

He worked with Jews.

Please, Sami.

My daughter.

-She's innocent.
-Back up!

It's all there.

Everything you asked for.

On your knees.

Where is she?

You said you'd tell me
where she was.

-Ahhh!

Ahhh!

Sami! No!

Please!

Sami!

Please!

Sami!

My daughter!

Tell me where she is!

DREYFUS: No!

My baby! No!

Mon bebe!

DREYFUS: My little girl!

I have to find my little girl.

I have to find her.

NIKKI: Do you know
who killed him?

LEIGHTON: A woman and a man,
we don't know who they are.

JACK: Weren't you here?

NIKKI: What about
the little girl?

Police dogs haven't turned
up anything so far

but we're tracking
the ransom money.

We can tent the body here.
I need to find the girl.

-She may already be dead.
-I know that.

Nine millimetre.

Markings suggest
it's a Jericho 941 round.

Standard issue for
Israeli Security Services.

I need your help.
Can you find
something, anything,

on the body that might tell us
where they've taken her?

She's a little girl!

Okay. So we'll need the tent,
light, a table.

JACK: Cause of death?

Two shots. Both in the chest.

Why do you think
Sami organised
the drop to be here?

He knew the area?

Nikki.

Wild honeysuckle?

Yes, I think so.

Purple Loosestrife.

She's been drugged.

Check her for benzodiazepine
and oxycodone.

The bag's stopped moving.

Go, go.

Bazza.

JACK: They think the shooter
was a woman.

Gun was a Jericho 941,
Israeli.

Same type of gun that
killed Sami Rashid.

The Jericho is used by Mossad,
Israeli intelligence.

Did, umm, you get anything
from the Home Office?

I was referred to
Counter Intelligence.

They told me not to ask.

-The shooters were
Mossad.
-No idea.

Sent to kill terrorists
who had targeted
supporters of Israel.

Way above my pay grade, Jack.

That's why they broke into
the Lyell Centre.

They were tracking
the killers.

Is that what you think?

I don't know. I didn't ask.

They told me not to.

THOMAS: Whoa.

Can I, can I grab the chair?

Go ahead, mate.
Needs a drop of oil.

Thanks. All right.

Zaidie!

-Morning.
-Morning.

Just having a little
get to know you
with Sir Thomas.

1897-1985.

He had a good run, 78 years.

Named a building after him...

And a bust.

Do you know, I'd never
considered the possibility
before this moment

that somewhere,
after I'm gone, there might
be a bust of me...

Or there might not be.

Either way,
hadn't considered it.

Will I ever deserve a bust?

Eighty-eight years.

1897-1985, 88.

If you do get a bust,
it won't be for maths.

It's the little things I do
to make people feel good,

almost without trying.

When I was younger,

at school, I was
"easy to like."

Hard to believe, really,
but that's what people said.

Not controversial,
"Easy to like."

You never really lose
that capacity...

You just, well, park it
somewhere safe to be used
at a later date.

So, when, in the future or,
who knows, maybe right now

you look at me and are
filled with loathing,
just remember,

I'm "easy to like."

I'll try to remember it too.