All language subtitles for The.Jetty.S01E02_eng

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In 1835, Charles Darwin
went to the Galapagos Islands,

and found the wildlife so tame,

he could pick the birds
out of the trees with his hands.

Not because they'd been treated
kindly by man,

but because
they'd never encountered him.

Darwin had a name for an animal

who had not yet learnt
to fear its predator.

Naive prey.

Are you OK?

SHE SIGHS

Yeah.

You're not stressing over this,
then?

Was she his ex?

No.

Then, why are you being
so weird about it?

Amy Knightly went missing
the day after that photo was taken,

and then she was never seen again.

Oh, my God.

Were you friends with her?

No.

Poor Dad.

I just can't believe
he never told me.

SHE BREATHES HEAVILY

What's this, a dawn raid?

Miranda Ashby's had her baby.
I thought you'd want to know.

You know, now that we're sharing.

Yeah, I'd prefer to have known
in about two hours.

Do come in.

EMBER SIGHS
So what now?

Well, there's no guarantee
either of them'll survive.

And Miranda's abuser
will get away with it.

Not if you tell me
who the other girl is.

You know I can't do that.

CUTLERY CLATTERS

So how does your podcast work,
then?

You look for evidence,
then try and decide who's guilty?

Amy's a missing person.

We don't know if anyone's guilty.
Yeah, that's true.

LIQUID POURS

The theory was that she'd run away.

A theory.

You have another one?

I do.

You want to tell me what it is?

You are very curious,
Detective Manning.

I went to the same school as Amy.

Mm. Did you ever meet her?

No.

No, I was in the year above.

And she hadn't been there that long.

We knew some
of the same people, though.

Like who?

Teachers.

Hmm.

METALLIC CLANGING

I could be a sounding board,
if you like.

How about...

..an interview?
EMBER CHUCKLES

Oh, I'm not sure I know enough
to be that interesting.

Colour and context.

And my 12-year-old boss
would lose her dummy.

Then I'll disguise your voice.

WIND WHISTLES

I should go.

Suit yourself.

There was a rumour at the time
that Amy's parents had taken out

a life insurance policy in her name.

They were short on money.

Hold on.

An eyewitness had Amy
walking towards the lake

the evening she went missing.

Given that, you would think
they'd have searched it.

You've seen the case file?

Is there a person of interest?

There are some people
who interest me.

What, more than one?

It's an eight-hour podcast.
RIZ CHUCKLES

So, what, you're going to parade
each of them

across the internet,
whether they are guilty or not?

That's so wrong.

Erm, I'll tell you what's so wrong

is a kid going missing

and no-one bothering
to look for her. Mm-hm.

And you're doing this for Amy,
are you?

SHEEP BLEAT

"She wasn't without her faults."

That's what Amy's headteacher
told the local newspaper.

And I'm guessing you know
what faults she was talking about.

She was sexually mature.

Yeah.

She fucked about and she found out.

That's what Mrs Cawdor was
getting at, right?

Why do women do that?

Fear?

You know, "If I don't act like her,

"then, it can't happen to me."
I get it.

Oh.

Mrs Cawdor write you a nice UCAS,
did she?

Yeah, she does not deserve
to go to podcast prison.

Eh, we'll see.
RIZ CHUCKLES

Are you going to tell me
who your suspects are or not?

Erm...not.

You've had too many
spoilers already.

STONE TAPS WINDOW

ENGINE REVS

SHE PANTS

Kitty!

AMY LAUGHS

Let's get inside.

AMY LAUGHS
FRONT DOOR CLOSES

I need you to be quiet.

OK, OK!
AMY LAUGHS

Sh, sh, sh, sh, sh!

Amy, please.

SIREN BLARES IN DISTANCE

Maybe I should go
and speak to Sheena on my own.

Yeah, go on, then.

You make no sense to me, Manning.

I thought you'd be desperate
to get back in there.

I'm a riddle, wrapped in an enigma,

wrapped in inexpensive office wear.

Right, I'll see you in a bit.

SIREN BEEPS
Toodle-oo.

CAR DOOR CLOSES

RINGING TONE

Central records,
how can I help?

Hi, I'm looking
for a 2007 case file.

Number?

I don't have it, actually,
but the name is Amy Knightly.

Kilo, November, India, Golf, Hotel,
Tango, Lima, Yankee.

Yes, that's available.

Erm, could I pick it up today?

Certainly. What's the name
of the requesting officer?

Detective Constable Ember Manning.

It needs to be a Sergeant or above.

Ah, oh, yeah, actually,

I'm requesting
on behalf of DS Lawley.

In that case,
I'll need to speak to her.

Or she can drop me an email
if that's easier.

Sure.

Fuck you very much.

What?

DESK PHONE RINGS

Go on, you heard her.

How long's she got to be here?

I thought you were staying put.
MUFFLED CHATTER

I'm not sure how long.

Go on, I'm waiting.

For what?

I'm just trying to imagine
how you'd say it.

Ellis is looking very loved-up
about his, checks notes,

step-second-cousin.

If you're thinking it,
you don't need me to say it.

Would it be so terrible
if Ellis were the father?

Hmm, well, it would save
the baby on Christmas cards.

She's tiny...

"Dear Great-Uncle-Grandad Brad."

What are you doing?

Sometimes they list the due date,
as well as the birth date,

which would tell us
when the baby was conceived.

And?

Sheena.

How's Miranda?

Ah, she's gone for a CT.

So, hopefully we'll know more
after that.

We need a witness statement, Sheena.

Only about the fall.

Unless there's...anything else?

Dr Warrington.
Paging Dr Warrington.

Ta.

INDISTINCT TANNOY ANNOUNCEMENT

Do you remember that toddler group
at the community centre?

What, Monkey Movement?
SHEENA CHUCKLES

Yeah.

You weren't much more
than a kid yourself.

Still the best mum there.

EMBER SCOFFS
Hardly.

Mack came with you a few times.

The three of you were
like something from a magazine.

There are bits of my life...

..of Miranda's life...

..that are so...

..ugly.

She's probably going to die, Ember,

and it feels like the kindest
thing I can do for her...

..is to let those bits die, too.

Then, that's what you should do.

ELECTRICAL WHIRRING

Taser! Taser! Taser!

Jesus fuck, Mum!

The door was open.

Where the hell did you get that?

Barbara Chapman's son
bought a job lot off the dark Web.

You are going to end up in jail,
you do know that, don't you?

Perhaps that's where
I'll have my lesbian fling.

You don't actually have to go
to jail to meet a lesbian,

but, yeah, sure,
if that's your fantasy.

What are you doing?

I want my albums back.

Good. They're taking up space.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Do you want more room
for your illicit weapons?

That was out the front here.

Your indie phase.

Arctic Foxes.

Arctic Monkeys.

Whatever happened to them?

They got replaced
by Monkey Movement.

I was so young.

LAUGHTER ECHOES

Love doesn't always play
by the rules.

You didn't know it was love.

I knew.

And Dad would've thought
Mack was a wrong 'un.

Your dad thought
vegetarians were wrong 'uns.

Yeah, he would've asked questions.

Am I being accused
of something, Ember?

No. I am just struggling
to imagine Hannah bringing home

a grown man and me being
entirely fine with it.

SHE SIGHS

Well, what does it matter now?

It was a happy marriage.

You have a lovely daughter.

Plus, Hannah is 15
and you were 17...

16. You'd turned 17.

Hence the bubbles.

That was my birthday?

It was the day after.
And you were hungover.

You'd only met Malachy
a couple of weeks earlier,

and he couldn't make
your actual birthday,

so I did you a little dinner party.

None of us got to bed
till the small hours.

What, Mack stayed here the night
Amy Knightly went missing?

And what's that got to do
with anything?

EMBER SIGHS

Erm, no, there's a...

There's a podcaster in town
investigating it.

It's about time
the father's lie came out.

What?

Oh, God.

Don't tell me you've been
talking to Amy Knightly.

You know that's not what it's like.

But, yes, I have been
in her space, actually.

Hmm. And she told you
her dad killed her?

No. She just made it known
that he lied.

About what?

I didn't interview
her under caution, Ember.

I just know
what they want me to know.

But she doesn't want you to know
what actually happened to her?

The messages
can be difficult to interpret.

Mm-hm.

I've been in Mack's space,
too, recently.

Oh, yeah?

What did he really want you to know?

That bollock cancer is
a pain in the bollocks?

He wants you to know
he doesn't mind you moving on.

That doesn't sound like Mack.

He understands that you have needs.

Needs?

Widow's fire.

I was insatiable
after your father died.

I am not having this conversation.

Get rid of the Taser, Mum.

Mmm, potato waffles!

That smell is so Dad!

Mmm, his favourite.

Mm, look at you two!

You know, apparently, we were like
something out of a magazine.

Well, it's nice to see him up there.

I was wondering... Hmm?

..how you might want to
mark the anniversary.

Erm...

Tequila shots and cocaine?

I was thinking maybe it's about time

that we did something
with the ashes.

You're right, he has been
on top of your wardrobe

a bit too long.

What, you thinking just us, or...?

No. No, let's make a fuss.

OK.

And I'm going to give you a lift
into school this morning.

How come?

BOTH SING ALONG

Suddenly I see

it means so much to me

Yeah, go, Mum!

it means so much to me

CHATTER

When I first left home, I...

I had this flatmate, Danielle.

She was very attractive and...

She had these stomach muscles,
you know?

Mum, I'm going to be late.

She'd leave her door open
when she was getting changed.

Because, for girls like that,

even putting on their jeans
is a performance.

And it can seem like they're putting
on that performance just for you.

Maybe they are, in that moment.

But they don't mean it.

Danielle had a boyfriend.

Do you see what I'm saying?

You were a dry run.

SHE SIGHS
Oh, God.

My husband was a sailor.

You know, they say
sports cars are phallic,

but...I actually think it's boats.

You want to try
Freudian psychoanalysis, do you?

SHE CHUCKLES
No. I do not.

I'm glad I bumped into you,
actually,

because I am not going to be
able to make it to our session.

That's OK, we can rearrange.

No, I mean, at all, again.

You're having the wobble.

The wobble? Yeah.

It's the bit when people realise
that therapy is going to be painful.

It usually comes
a couple of sessions in,

but clearly you're precocious.

What if it's actually
the bit where people realise

that they're looking for problems
that just aren't there?

I don't think it is.

Sorry I've wasted your time.
No, not at all.

I do this job because
I find people fascinating.

So, thank you for giving me even a
brief insight into Ember world.

Ember world?

Hmm.

SHE CHUCKLES

Have you come to invite me
out to lunch?

I've come to ask if you want
to scatter some ashes.

We were going to do it
on the anniversary.

I'd be honoured.

Where are you thinking?

Mack wanted to do it on the jetty.

Well, he certainly made
plenty of memories there.

Yeah.

LAUGHTER ECHOES

Who's your man out there?

Oh, Casey?

My therapist. Well, ex-therapist.

We broke up.

He kept the couch.

Very friendly between you.

My therapist, Arj.

Hey, where women see barriers,
men see challenges.

Consider me your very own
arsehole detector.

I can detect my own arseholes,
thank you very much.

I know.

I promised Mack
I'd watch over his girls.

So that's what I have to do.

BIRD CAWS

GIRLS LAUGH

DOOR SQUEAKS

DOOR CLOSES

SHE SIGHS

Why are you ignoring my messages?

I've been busy.

What, with your packed
social calendar?

You know Malachy has to
stay a secret, don't you?

Yeah, I'm not stupid.

But I've got space for
more than one.

WATER CONTINUES GUSHING

Are you coming?

DOOR SQUEAKS

CHATTER OUTSIDE

SIREN BLARES IN DISTANCE

Why would we reopen a misper
from 17 years ago?

Because Amy Knightly was a child.

And maybe we could be forgiven
for not finding her

if we'd actually bothered to look.

I was in primary school
at the time, Manning.

I think I'm in the clear.

Look, she deserves to be found.

And you think there'll be an
appetite for that upstairs, do you?

Well, maybe there would be
if they knew

there was a podcaster
investigating it.

What podcaster?

Riz Samuel. Look her up.

She's got form for highlighting
police fuck-ups.

I'll mention it to Morgan.

In the meantime, Hitch and I could
do a bit of a review,

see where we're vulnerable.

In the meantime, you can get
down to the Waterfront.

The local business alliance
has expressed concerns

with our lack of action
around shoplifting.

Surely a uniformed officer
would make a better scarecrow?

You can wear a uniform
if you'd like.

SHE SIGHS

Meow.

All right, come on.

Er, Hannah!

You did not leave the house
looking like that.

I mean, I think she looks hot.

Er, what do you think, Hitch?

Oh, I'm absolutely
not getting involved.

You know you don't need to -
you do know that?

I know, because
I'm perfect the way I am?

Yes. You all are.

It's the pop stars
and porn that isn't normal...

Mum! Never say that again.

What, porn? Porn.

Mum, stop it! Stop!

Look, I've already
told you that it wasn't me!

It wasn't!

Isn't that Ellis Ashby's car?

- Dunno.
- Yeah.

Who's the girl?

I didn't do it...

I dunno. She's, erm,
the year below us.

MUFFLED SPEECH
Get in the car.

CAR DOORS CLOSE

CAR DRIVES AWAY

Sheena... Sheena, I was wrong.

If someone has abused Miranda,

then the chances are he's going to
go on to abuse other girls.

He has to be exposed.

Whoever he is.

You've been asked to stay away.

Yeah, and yet something
keeps drawing me back here.

Ember was just leaving.

Please.

Yeah.

Yeah, for now.

What have you said?

Nothing.

THUNDER RUMBLES

I saw Brad Ashby with a girl.

If it was your source,
she's potentially in danger.

You want me to do your job for you?

I want us to share.

But all of it.

If you really care
about Amy Knightly,

then let me help you find her.

RIZ SCOFFS

What do you think you can do
that I can't?

I have a warrant card,

that gives me access
to people and places

that a Twitter profile doesn't.

It's not in my interest
for the police to open this

before my podcast comes out.

Who said anything
about the police reopening it?

DOOR CLOSES

I want to see the case file.

So you can arrest me for having it?

No, I'm not going to do that. Hmm.

THUNDER RUMBLES

Let's treat this
like a first date, shall we?

Take it nice and slow.

So, I'm struggling
to track down the witness

who saw Amy walking to the lake
the evening she went missing.

They're not at the same address?

I don't have an address.

It should be
on the witness statement.

There is no witness statement.

Then, how do you know
there's a witness?

KEYS TAP

A guy called Mohammed called up
and said he saw her.

Initials FF.

The number no longer exists

and I can't find any details
for him.

They're not initials.

FF means frequent flyer.

Frequent flyer?

Someone who calls in a lot.

A dud?

Not necessarily. But dud or not,

it's odd that
there's no witness statement.

It wants following up.

Yeah, Lancashire isn't short
of people called Mohammed.

How do I find him?

You don't.

OK, and if YOU find him,

you're going to tell me
who he is, are you?

I am.

Right after you show me
the case file.

DOOR CLOSES
GUITAR PLAYS SOFTLY

You know, when my dad died,
I felt like...

..I'd lost the only person
in the world

who thought I was good enough.

Is this about the make-up?

And about the fact

that you're wearing
your dad's jacket.

Playing his guitar.

It's a cool jacket.

Yeah, I'm just saying,
I did something similar.

Put myself on display.

I think maybe I was hoping
somebody would just scoop me up.

Next thing you know, I'll be
accidentally knocked up

by an older guy and
my life will be ruined.

HANNAH SCOFFS
Hannah...

..my life was not ruined.

You weren't even an accident,
if you want to know the truth.

You got pregnant on purpose?

At 17?

Well, there'd been so much death.

We'd both lost a parent...

..so your dad thought
we needed some...life, hope.

So, we decided I should
come off the pill and...

..see how the universe responded,
and it gave us you.

Why have you never
told me this before?

I've never told anyone.

I think maybe I was worried
people would judge.

Yeah.

It is a pretty wild thing to do.

Yeah.

KNOCKING AT DOOR

You want to come to Ember world?

It's a bit like Disney,
but less fun.

HE CHUCKLES

Why are you here, Ember?

Honestly, I think it's the job.

Has you seeing demons.

What kind of demons?

I thought, briefly, that...

..Mack might have been
involved in something awful.

I-I know now that...
That he wasn't, but...

You're shocked that
you could've suspected him?

SHE SIGHS

BIRDS CALL

I can't find any paperwork on this.

Manning?

We're just making
some preliminary enquiries.

OK, but has anyone asked us to?

Stay there if you like.

There's a bag of crisps
and a can of pop in my bag.

DOORBELL RINGS

FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING

Hello?

Mrs Knightly, I'm DC Ember Manning,
this is DC Hitchin.

We'd like to talk to you about
your daughter's disappearance,

if that's OK? Oh, God.

Have you found her?

I'm afraid not.

Oh... My husband's
spraying the terrace.

I'll go and get him.

DC Hitchin can do that.
Can't you, Simon?

Yeah, no problem.

SHE MOUTHS

DOOR CLOSES

Did you know a podcast journalist
was investigating Amy's case?

Oh, God.

Our names will be dragged
through the mud again.

People say such cruel things.

The life insurance?

It was a policy taken out
in Russell's name,

with an automatic pay-out
for the death of a child.

We didn't even know about it.

You were away
the weekend Amy went missing?

Yes. At a conference.

Amy was alone with your husband?

That's right.

Apparently
she could be...challenging?

Did they ever argue?

Are you suggesting
Russell did something to her?

People snap. Men...snap.

Are you married?

Could your husband snap?

Ah...

My husband's dead.

Nobody did anything to Amy.

She said she was going
to leave, and she did.

Some people are just born
in the wrong place...

..and they have to rectify that.

Amy took her passport.

She's flying free.

DOOR OPENS

Everything all right?

Amy said she was going out
to meet some friends.

Do you know who?

No.

Amy only had one friend. Caitlin.

And she wasn't with her that night.

Was there a boyfriend?

No.

Well, there were boys.

Do you know their names?

They were lowlifes.

Amy knew we wouldn't approve.

So, er, Amy went out at what time?

Between the hours of...

..five and...eight.

Sorry to be vague.

Er, I don't suppose you
remember what she was wearing?

No, sorry, I don't.

And, erm, when did you report
that she hadn't come home?

Not until the following morning.

I think I must've fallen asleep
quite early.

Amy didn't have a curfew?

My business was failing.

Our marriage was failing and...

..trying to exert any kind
of authority over Amy

was an impossible task.

We did tell her that
she couldn't go out,

but she'd go out anyway
and, in the end, we just...

I just stopped bothering.

What's wrong with your hands?

Erm, we had Japanese knotweed.

Russell's still haunted by it.

Once you have it,

it's never really gone.

DOOR OPENS

For the insurance to pay out,

Amy must've been declared dead,
which means at some point,

you've told a court
that you believe that she is.

It doesn't mean that we actually do.

No.

Thank you for your time.

Thank you.

BIRD CAWS

DOOR CREAKS CLOSED

What I need is loyalty, OK?

Hey, Amy.

Your dad's home.
He'll know we're bunking.

Don't worry.

No...

No!

I'm invisible.

No! If you pull your money out
now, Tony, I'm done.

Come on.

I am fucking done!

MUFFLED ARGUING CONTINUES

CAR APPROACHES

There's going to be a viewing.

Who's that?

Diane. The estate agent.

She's a cunt.

"We're not selling a house,

"we're selling a lifestyle.

"Ideally the place should smell
of baking or bleach.

"But never, ever...

"..blood."
CAITLIN SQUEALS

BOTH LAUGH

I'm going to see
every one of those places.

That'll take you a long time.

Hmm.

If you were a drop of water,

you'd exist forever and
travel everywhere eventually.

Is that what you'd like to be?

Everywhere and always.

What about you?

I'd like to be...

..me, right now.

PANTING

WOMAN MOANS

GRUNTING

ECSTATIC MOANING

SHE PLAYS PIANO

Fuck...

Fuck.

Jesus.

The Piano Sonata No. 14
by Ludwig van Beethoven

KEYS JANGLE

You've forgotten your knickers.

DOOR OPENS

DOOR CLOSES

Why do you do this?!

Why can't you
help yourself?!

SHE CONTINUES PLAYING

Superintendent Needham?

Usually just Roy these days!

I was, uh, hoping
to talk to you about your work.

Go on.

Privately, if possible.

Oh, there's no need for that!

There aren't many of my war stories
this lot haven't heard.

HE CHUCKLES

Why was Hap Lake never searched
for Amy Knightly?

DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES

Who the fuck are you?!

A journalist.

From where? From podcasts.

Then, I suggest you approach

the Greater Lancs Constabulary
press office with your questions.

I know that there was a witness
who placed Amy at the lake,

but there is no witness statement
and there was no search.

Did you hear what I said?

I'm retired.

I'm not sure how you expect me
to recall the details

of some random case
from my 40-plus-year career.

Of course, I'm sorry.

Only, I thought
maybe you would recall it,

on account of the fact
that you were such good friends

with the victim's father.

There is a photo of you both
on his sideboard.

Why was the lake never searched?

You shower of shit.

You find half a fact,
and you think you have a story.

The so-called witness
was a reward hunter.

And when he realised we knew it,

he refused to give his statement.

Turned very aggressive with
our officers, as it happens.

Now, like I say,
we have a press office

and, more importantly,
we have a code of conduct,

which is what separates
people like me from people like you.

RAIN PATTERS

How can we be sure
that he's a witness?

Because if your name's Mohammed and
you get arsey with the police,

you're getting done
under section 89,

which is what this guy did
a few days after Amy went missing.

Well, he looks like someone
who could turn.

He looks about as threatening
as candyfloss.

Maybe we should run this
by Head Girl first.

She already said no.
What?

ELECTRIC WINDOW WHIRS
Manning...

Shit. What are you doing?

Put it up.
What...?

Right, if you break that,
you're paying for it.

CLEARS THROAT

You know there's only one reason

why young couples park
in this lay-by?

And it puts people off their kebabs.

What?

LIGHT BUZZES

So they swagger into my living room,
these two young police,

and I start to tell them
what I saw on that Friday.

Saturday.

Yeah, that's what they said.

I tell them, "I don't work
a Saturday. I saw her Friday."

And they say,
"No, no, you're wrong,

"she went missing on the Saturday."

Then they start saying, "You're a
liar. You're after the reward."

That's when I lost my rag with them.

I put one of them out the door
by his collar.

Got a suspended sentence for that.

Are you sure it was
Amy Knightly that you saw?

Yeah, positive.

She was in the paper
enough times afterwards.

I'm telling you,
I saw her go to the lake.

And then two hours later,

I seen this car come flying
out of that lane there

like someone's running
from the devil himself.

What kind of car?

Black. Darkish?

Excuse me?

Listen,

I reckon that poor girl
met evil that night.

That Friday night.

So, who do we think's
going to be right about the night

that Amy Knightly went missing?

The crazy kebab guy
or devastated parents?

GRUNTS

REPEATED GRUNTING

ROARS

Amy went missing on the Friday.

You didn't report it
till the Sunday. Why?

SCOFFS

You've been speaking
to the kebab man.

You know about him?

He's wrong.

He was so certain
about what he saw.

Whereas you, you don't know

what time she went out,
what she was wearing.

It's like it didn't happen at all.

It did happen. You weren't here.

Of course I was bloody here!

I think your wife went away

and you took the opportunity
to go away too.

Only, when you came back,
Amy was gone,

and rather than admit
that you left her,

you made up a story...
Get out!

Only, you picked the wrong day.

Get out!
Were you having an affair, Russell?

Is that why you lied?

It didn't matter.

Amy's passport was gone.

It was just Amy being Amy,
looking for attention.

HE SOBS
But then she didn't come back.

And I realised
that it did matter.

You don't think she ran away?

I found the passport.

It had slipped down
behind the bureau.

DOOR CLOSES
What's going on?

It's all right, darling.

Please...

..don't tell my wife.

It's coming out.

You have a very small window
in which to tell her.

It's all right, darling.

Fucking hell.

So Amy went missing
on the 14th, not the 15th. That's...

That's pretty big, right?
That's huge.

CHUCKLING

Ah!
What are you doing?

Just posting on the group chat
that you have just ripped the arse

out of a 17-year-old
cold case, so...

..take your ticket
and wait for your kudos.

I don't need any kudos.

Er, yeah, you do, Manning,
you really do...

Look, this is not a game,
Hitch, so just...

..grow up, yeah?
STARTS ENGINE

SIGHS

PHONE VIBRATES

Oh, for fuck's sake.

Nicked?

Bullshit, Riz.

Hannah?

Did you take that...?

GASPS
Um, I...

..didn't expect you
to be back so soon.

MUSIC PLAYS
Clearly.

Um, this is Troy.

Hello, Troy.

Can we have a quick word?

Mum...Mum, please don't make
a big deal of this.

Where's the photo of your dad
and Amy Knightly?

What? In my room.

SIGHS
Why did you take it?

Well, I wanted a picture of it.
What for?

Chloe's been speaking to this
podcaster who wants pictures of Amy.

You sent her the photo?

Yeah.

Oh, my God,

you stupid girl!

That is a photo of your dad
with a missing girl

on the night
that she went missing.

Well, you said
it was the night before.

Yeah, well, it wasn't.

Wh... What does this mean?

Mum...

Mum, please, you are scaring me.

Dad wouldn't have done
anything wrong.

Hannah, she has eight hours of a
podcast to fill. She is going to

make him into a villain whether he's
done anything wrong or not.

Oh, my God.
Everything OK?

I heard shouting,
which, uh, isn't cool.

Yeah, I'm, uh... I'm going to
need you to fuck off, actually.

Mum!
Now, please.

Maybe you should come back
to mine for a bit.

Let things calm down.

Maybe you should get out of
my house before I lose my shit.

Did you hear what I said?

Take your floppy fucking hair
and get out of my house.

OK.

I'm going to Nan's.

Hannah...
DOOR OPENS

SIGHS
DOOR CLOSES

SIGHS

BIRDS CHIRP

No authorisation to investigate,
no case file,

no cautioning of suspects.

But put all that to one side,
it's not a bad piece of police work.

Of course, you've no proof

that Russell Knightly lied
about the day Amy went missing.

No. No, it's just my hunch.

So, what is it you're hoping
for here, Manning?

I think someone
should review the case.

Someone?

You spent the day yesterday
running around

like a bloodhound with a scent.

Surely this is the part where you
beg me to let you run with it.

I've got a full caseload.

What am I missing here?

Nothing.

Right, well,

obviously your hunch falls well
short of reasonable suspicion,

so there'll be no
full-scale reopening

of the Amy Knightly disappearance.

But we will be putting
some search boats on the lake.

What?

Your podcaster started a petition,

and it's gone viral.

The comms team
have been tracking it.

It's starting to ruffle
a few feathers upstairs.

You're doing a search
so you can tweet about it?

Well, the crew had
some training hours to get in,

so it's not costing us anything.
What about the cost to people

whose lives are going to be
turned upside down

when you pull a body out
of that lake after 17 years?

This is why we are hated.

DC Manning?

You clearly have
some good attributes.

But the sneaking around,
the petulant attitude -

it's not going to work for me,

so, please, rein it in.

Somebody's vandalised my car.

Painted "go home" across it.

I'll leave it with you.

I'm starting to understand what
it's like to be an immigrant.

OK, we'll take some details.

Has your PI managed
to find anything?

My what?
Your private investigator.

We met him at the boat hut
the other day.

I don't have
a...private investigator.

Who actually does that?!

It's Riz. Leave a message.

BEEP
Riz, it's Ember Manning.

I know you know who my husband is,

and I know you've had a PI
at the boat hut.

I am...begging you,
please, call me.

It's Riz. Leave a message.

INHALES DEEPLY

EXHALES

ECHOING

BREATHES QUICKLY

OPENS BOTTLE

MUSIC PLAYS
I got you something.

Mm!

AMY HUMS

It's a St Christopher.

It's to keep you safe
on your travels.

It's pretty.

Everywhere and always.

And now, never on your own.

NEXT SONG BEGINS

I fucking love this song!

No, come on, dance with me!

Agh!
Come on.

in your heartache

some beautiful boy to

CHUCKLES

if we take it slow

Easy now, watch it go

DOOR CLOSES

What are you doing?

The bit I missed.

Come on, Hannah!

Come on, Chlo! Come on, Hannah!
THEY GIGGLE

Woo!

No offence,

but I did not have you down
as an indie kid, Ember!

She's not, she hates indie.

No. Your dad, he hated indie.

Nan's outside locking
her bike up, by the way.

Oh, fuck. Really?

Oh, shit.

BOTTLES CLINK

ALL GIGGLE

Bye, Ember. Bye, Ember.

We're going to Chloe's.

OK, love you, bye.
What's going on?

She's pissed.

SIGHS
CLEARS THROAT

DOOR CLOSES
What's going on?

Making pasta.

Hannah says you're rat-arsed.

I've had a few glasses of wine.

I once saw you put magic
mushrooms in a Cup A Soup.

For pain relief.

She says you were rude
to her boyfriend.

HE's her boyfriend?

He seems nice enough.

Yeah, well, it can't have been
the one that I met,

because Troy
is an absolute...tosser.

SIGHS

Can I do anything to help?

Mack's struggling to find me.

Well, maybe a bit of light
would help.

It will not happen
if you don't take it seriously.

OK, sorry. Sorry.

INHALES DEEPLY

EXHALES SLOWLY

Someone's there.

Mack?

No.

Someone who needs to be found.

CHUCKLES

Someone told you about
the search for Amy Knightly.

That's why you're here.

She's willing herself
to the surface.

She can't do it alone.

Do you know what the chances are

of them pulling a body out of the
lake tomorrow, after 17 years?

She wants you to know
that she's near the jetty.

SCOFFS
No,

you're making
a fool of yourself, Mum.

BIRDS CHIRP

CAWING

LOUD SPRAYING

I-I don't think we should.

SCOFFS

Er, do you mind? You're
not supposed to be in here.

Oi!

This stuff's Japanese knotweed.
It's dangerous.

It doesn't look dangerous.
It'll tear down your house.

I don't own a house.

Is it poisonous?

No.

What about if I suck it?

You need to leave.

You'd better burn those clothes...

Oh, shut up.

Come on, then.

Back in a sec, Arj.

LOUD FIZZING

PHONE VIBRATES

SNIFFS
Amy.

You don't come to my work.
You don't do that.

Oh, you're so fucking hot
when you're angry.

Why do you push me, though, Amy?

Because I can't help myself.

Ow. You're hurting her.

No. Malachy, don't go.

Leave me be, Amy.

Malachy!

Come back.

Come back to us.

Come back.

Come back.

ECHOING WHISPERS

THUD
RATCHETING

GASPS

PHONE VIBRATES

SIREN WAILS IN DISTANCE

CAMERAS CLICK
CHATTER

How long's this going to take, Em?

I'm losing trade here.
S-Sorry.

Ember, they've found her.

There's hair stuck in the zip.

Hair in the zip?

Well preserved.

GASPS

Riz...

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