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(light music)
(Annika) Feeling sorry for our general weakness
-and lack of thermal clothing... -(boat engine humming)
...the Greek god Prometheus gave us all the gift of fire.
I mean, technically, it wasn't his to give,
which spoils the sentiment a bit,
but nevertheless, I very much enjoy having it.
It wards off wild animals,
it's very cosy when the nights draw in,
and it means...
we don't have to eat raw buffalo.
But it can also completely destroy us,
-our homes, and everything in them. -(siren wailing in distance)
(Annika sighs)
And when that happens, you kinda wish
he'd just given us a pot plant.
(tense music)
(fire roaring)
Crew were called out an hour ago.
The fire raged so hard that they...
reckon it was doused with fuel first.
The boat was owned by a retired DI.
Seriously?
(Alex) Oh, my God! Let me through!
No, no, I need to get... I need to get through!
-(Harper) Okay, okay, okay, -(Alex) What happened?
-Is Jackie in there? -(Harper) I need you to stay here.
Can you get SOCO and the divers in and start a door-to-door?
Man, killing a DI is a biggie.
Yeah.
# Throw a fine #
# Into the darkness #
# Oh, we are shadows #
# Placed inside #
# This light #
# Will shine #
# Unbroken #
# Tonight #
# Shine #
# Inside #
(Annika) You've had an argument that has made you angry.
I was just asking you to give me a lift back
from the driving course, it's no biggie.
-No? -(bowl thuds)
What should you do before starting your journey if you're angry?
Avoid your mother? Why are you asking me this?
They won't let you do the practical until you know your road signs.
Wait, what? It's not a proper driving test.
I can pick her up. It's my treat.
-I'm taking the Triumph. -Did I agree you could have it?
I've already had it fitted with sirens.
(spoons clanking)
Look, I've got a case
where all the evidence burned in a barge.
So, you're on dinner detail.
Then I shall make, um, Fårikål.
Calm down, and maybe try some yoga.
Why, what's Fårikål?
No, if you're angry before driving.
But it's like...
it's sheep and cabbage, so you might need it for that too.
So, we're clear, I'm taking credit for the new father-daughter thing.
And what about your own father-daughter thing?
You never asked who he is.
Well...
-Once you know, you can't un-know. -(Magnus) That's very true.
But it's a blessing to have one
because look at the breakfasts you get.
Yeah.
(Morgan) You can see why I haven't asked.
(sniffs)
-(car door closes) -(keys jangling)
-Oh, hello. -Got you a drinking horn.
(Jake) I think it's stag-themed.
-Did I ask for one of those? -Yes! I took it on the plane.
Ah, well, that's because you love me deer-ly.
-(Jake) Very good. And I do. -Oh, we're saying that now, are we?
Well, I am. You can choose your own time, obviously.
How about... after I've solved the murder of a detective?
-Couldn't be more romantic. -(Annika chuckling)
Oh, go in if you want, my dad's...
pickled something to cure his hangover from yesterday.
Listen.
What would you think about me coming in more... permanently?
What, like move in?
Wow, the herring breakfasts aren't that good.
Seriously, I'm asking.
Uh...
Do you know, I'm a bit more at home with, um...
stag-themed surprises, to be honest.
-(Jake) But you'll think about it? -I will
mainly be thinking about that now.
Yes.
(door opens)
(door closes)
(Annika) You look ready to pop, Blair.
(Blair on video call) I've been drinking gallons
of raspberry leaf tea and still nothing.
(Annika) Okay, but I've recently talked someone
through a delivery, so...
camera off if it happens?
-(Annika) Okay. -(Harper) Okay, so...
DI Jacqueline Drummond, 55.
Bought the barge the day she retired from the police.
We're still waiting on a tox screen but, uh,
provisional cause of death is smoke inhalation.
I worked with her.
(Oban) Not for that long but...
-obviously, I... -I'm sorry, big for you.
(Oban) And for her old department.
Also, homicide.
She retired three years ago.
Divers are still down there,
nothing conclusive yet but it looks like arson.
(Harper) According to Alex Carrigan,
the owner of the barge next to hers,
the victim had someone staying with her.
But there was no other body found on board.
So, do we know who that was?
Well, the neighbour was pretty incoherent at the time.
But we're going back after this.
Door-to-door, well, boat-to-boat,
gives us a report of someone running
from the scene just before it went up.
A fleeting glance, male, youngish, too quick to tell much else.
Is there any CCTV I can look at?
(Harper on video call) None at the mooring
but we're gathering more footage from nearby.
(Annika on video call) Okay, we'll hold out for that.
Phone records?
Nothing unusual, only one number not accounted for about a week ago.
-Unregistered. -You tried calling it?
(Harper) Yes. It was switched off.
It was a two-minute call, it might've been a wrong number.
Keep digging. Next of kin?
Yes, a daughter, Imogen Drummond, 23.
(Harper) Raised by the father.
Police knocked on his door in Derby last night
and he said she went up to Glasgow a couple of months ago.
-Staying with her mum? -Halls of residence.
She's enrolled at university, media and journalism.
Her social media suggests she doesn't know yet.
-Well, she needs to. -(sombre music)
So, is that it so far?
Okay, we also...
need to look at this guy.
-(all chuckle) -(Annika) Okay, not this.
That's my dad.
Oh, for God's sake.
Okay, sorry, just ignore the other one.
This is Gary Nair.
Released from prison three months ago.
Jackie was the one who put him inside.
Nasty case. Arson.
(Oban) Killed a family in a house fire. He's smart.
There was a lot of talk inside of coming after her.
I spotted a notification 'cause he's relocated to Glasgow.
Are you okay to follow that up?
(exhales deeply) Totally.
She was one of us.
I'm gonna to be all over this one, so you know.
Is this layout the same as your friend's?
(Alex) Pretty much.
Different décor obviously, but...
(Alex breathes deeply) Oh, God.
Imagine what she went through.
So, you didn't see it go up?
I was coming home from a gig.
And I saw the flames from a mile away.
Last night, you mentioned she had someone staying with her.
-Yeah, I'm sorry, I wasn't very... -(Harper) It's okay.
It's just we have a report
of someone running away from the barge as it caught fire.
Leon, his name is.
(Alex) Jackie met him at this bereavement charity
where she volunteers.
She gave him a berth for a bit
'cause she said she understood what he was going through.
She didn't really talk to me about it.
I was... (sighs)
I was her happy place, you know.
Is there anything else about him you could tell us?
He's in his thirties, I guess? Um, black...
bit shorter than you.
I know he has addiction problems
'cause Jackie kept a dry boat.
Came here for her wine and the odd ciggie.
Did you see her yesterday?
She dropped by in the morning. Seemed fine.
She was going shopping for her and Leon.
Do you think he was the one who killed her?
We don't know.
Well, find him, will you?
'Cause if he did it,
I want to see him burn too.
(tense music)
(bell ringing)
(repeated drum kick)
(pensive music)
Before things turned sour 'cause of the... fire stealing,
the gods were actually quite fond of Prometheus.
And they gave him a little task.
He was asked to form mankind
out of water and clay.
I guess that's not so little, but he did it anyway.
It was a bit messy, but then...
(breathes deeply) ...so are we.
The trouble was...
while working on his creation,
he grew quite fond of mankind.
Which is why he gave us gifts.
'Cause you do grow fond, don't you,
when you create someone.
Even if they abandon you.
-(Imogen) Are you looking for me? -Oh.
(Annika) Um, Imogen Drummond?
I'll come through.
This mic isn't live, is it? No.
I waited too long to come back.
(Annika) You grew up with your dad.
Yeah, the divorce was awful.
I was young but...
he always seemed to be there for me.
I realise now that Mum was probably just busy, but...
when I was asked to choose...
At least you tried to give each other a second chance.
(scoffs) It was going all right, you know?
We found a connection.
Through this, actually...
it's what I was working on.
A...
podcast about having a cop as a parent.
(Imogen) "Investigating Mum", I was calling it.
Huh.
Nice.
So, did you make recordings?
I've only done my intro so far,
but she had loads of stories to tell.
She said some of them were pretty dark.
(Annika) Like?
That's what I was hoping to get into.
Do you think it's connected to an old case?
We don't know yet.
There might be something on her dictaphone.
She used one for work and kept the habit.
Did you find it?
We're still searching the scene.
It'd be nice to hear her voice.
Uh, there was a man staying with her
who we're also interested in.
-Leon? Did you ever meet him? -No.
(Imogen) I mean, he could be a bit up and down apparently.
She always asked him to leave if I came over.
Guess she was protecting me.
Maybe she always was.
The victim's lodger matches the person
spotted leaving the scene, wouldn't you say?
-(indistinct radio chatter) -(Michael) Uh-huh.
(Michael) You can come from the barge that way.
And those prints look like they were running.
(Harper) It's a shortcut to the road.
And this is where it comes out.
He'd have been in a state.
Well, let's see.
(soft music)
(Michael) Morgan?
Are you okay?
Your mum's upstairs if you want me to get her.
Oh, I can wait if she's busy.
I'm sure she wouldn't mind.
Is there a problem with the course?
Um... What's the road sign for ducks in the road?
-(Michael) Ducks. -Yeah, in the road.
No, I mean...
I think it's just a duck, isn't it?
In a red triangle.
What about slow moving military vehicles?
You get random signs. That probably won't come up.
-So, that's a duck? -No, no, that's a tank.
Slow moving military vehicles.
Listen, you'll be fine. We're right behind you.
(phone vibrating)
That's the case. Am I okay to take this?
Sure, I need to go anyway.
-(phone beeps) -(Michael) DS McAndrews.
(Annika) Oh, move.
Can we get tech support in here?
And get them to destroy my phone as well.
Morgan was downstairs,
maybe she was gonna turn herself in.
Well, is she okay?
(Michael) Just a wobble on her way to the course.
-I put her straight. -(Annika) Okay.
So, this is 10 minutes before the fire crew were called.
(Harper) The bereavement charity believe it's Leon.
Fits the description, but without a last name,
we can't check any records.
We took the glass from the bus stop
to try and lift a print or DNA from it.
He then rides this bus.
And gets off at Brennan Street which is where we lose him.
There's a place that rough sleepers use nearby, an old factory.
Well, his accommodation burned down so he'd need somewhere.
Let's check.
Any news on Gary Nair?
Oban followed up with his probation officer.
She thinks he's doing cash in hand work somewhere.
He's got a new suit and he's bought a greyhound.
-For a pet or for racing? -(Blair) Didn't say.
Uniform have yet to find him in his flat in Rutherglen.
I tracked his phone and put it against the victim's,
and they were both at Glasgow Green three days ago.
There was a food festival, half the city was there.
There's tons of images online and from mobile units.
I'll make a start.
So, SOCO believe that the fire itself
was started by petrol from this can,
found on the burnt out barge.
It's not the same model as any of the ones that Jackie has.
But I saw one with the same design at her neighbour's.
And I just had a call.
Turns out that the venue she says she was at
cancelled the gig. Power cut.
She seemed pretty keen to throw the blame on Leon.
(Annika sighs)
Okay, I'll go and see her.
Blair, you keep on Gary Nair
and you two, do the arches.
On the bike?
It'll have to be on the back.
Can't you go on the back?
(Annika) Wait, what, he's getting a ride?
Uh, you've had your turn.
-I should start charging. -Hold on...
(father) You'll be fine.
(daughter) Thanks, Dad.
(car engine starting)
(motorbike engine revving)
Excuse me, would you help us? We're looking for this man.
(Michael) Hey, feller, sorry to disturb.
But we think this guy was here last night.
Anyone see him?
Harper.
(dramatic music rises)
(man grunts)
(metal scraping)
(thwacks)
(Michael groaning)
(loud clank)
-(thwacks) -(metal clanging)
(man groans)
(suspenseful music)
-(music fades) -(panting)
Tell me I didn't get a thump for nothing.
Sorry, Michael.
He was pretty quick. (sighs)
The guy told his big pal here that I was a trafficker,
so he jumped me. Can't really blame him.
This is DC Weston.
I need a couple of response cars to Brennan Street.
We've just lost a suspect.
-(Annika) Alex? -(Alex) Yeah?
(Annika) Kind of a slow getaway if that's what you're planning.
Look, I lent her the can of diesel so she could get about.
She took more trips than I did. So, I've always got spares.
I wouldn't have done if I'd known someone would use it to...
And what about the gig?
(Alex) Well, I still went there.
I'd have played in the car park if they'd let me.
The punters were willing. The band was geared up
and I didn't want to come home. So...
a few of us went over to the pub opposite.
-That's an easy one to check. -(Alex) Oh, they'll remember me.
I played a couple of songs.
Got a rebooking actually.
So, spread the word, I'm quite popular
with law enforcement these days.
What's this tattoo on her arm?
It's a date. 20th of something, I think.
-I don't know, you'd need to check. -(Annika) The body's too...
Hang on a sec. I think I've got a clearer picture somewhere.
So, do you know what the date means?
-(Alex) No. Um... -(tambourine jingling)
Privacy was a bit of a...
knee jerk reaction for her.
Me too actually, it's why we got on so well.
-Is that everything? -(strumming gently)
Do you need a lift somewhere or...
No. No, I'm off home now.
Um, I need to be there in under a fortnight.
(engine revving)
And did you get the one about being angry before you drive?
Yeah, I put "talk to a therapist".
But what if it was the therapist that made you angry?
To be honest, Jake, it didn't get that deep.
(door opens)
(Annika) Sorry. Sorry.
Oh...
You haven't already...
No, no. Your dad invited me to dinner.
-(Annika) Oh, right, great. -Haven't already what?
No, nothing. How did it go?
Yeah, got through.
Michael gave me a hand actually.
Yeah, he said, oh, that's great.
I'm glad he could, you know...
Morgan had to get a cab home.
Yes, I know, um, I booked it for her.
Well, sit down, sit.
(chairs scraping)
So, in this pot is Fårikål,
which was elected as the national dish of Norway
over 50 years ago.
(Jake) Lovely, well, maybe we should all...
No, this is a speech.
-(Magnus) Thank you. -Oh, sorry.
We celebrate its importance in September
when the ingredients reflect the season.
Especially the cabbage harvest that coincides
with the slaughter of the lambs.
So, happy Fårikålensdag.
It means "happy lamb in cabbage day".
-(Magnus laughs) -(Jake chuckles softly)
-(Magnus) Your plate. -I mean, it's not September.
And he should probably cut the word "slaughter".
Well, either way, it looks...
(Magnus) Oh, yes, it does.
Oh, we've got the drinking horn. We should fill it with aquavit.
-I think I might have... -Finished it yesterday?
(plates clanking)
(Magnus) So, how is the case?
Caught anyone?
(Annika) Um...
We got close. Still looking.
-Any witnesses? -Uh, one, at the scene, bit vague.
(Jake) Oh, I understand vague.
They'll get there in the end.
(Magnus) Well, my news, this afternoon, I've come to
one or two conclusions.
What, about your drinking?
(Magnus) No.
I'm going home.
Really? Oh, that's...
-(Magnus) Yeah. -...okay.
I'm not going to leave your mother. We are much better together.
(Magnus) And, uh, Jake...
-it's Jake, isn't it? -(Jake) Uh-huh.
Yeah, made some very, very good observations.
I see. Oh, well done, Jake.
Didn't realise I'd said anything.
So, that's that.
Thought it will make you happy knowing your parents will be okay.
Well, I am, of course. So, when...
Is Michael my dad?
(seagulls squawking)
(exhales deeply)
Yes. Yes, he is.
(spoon clanks)
(pensive music)
(soft grunt)
Okay.
(Annika) Uh...
Right.
I'd better...
Well, this is better the next day anyway.
(lid rattling)
Okay.
(Annika) You've been asleep for like...
12 hours.
How are you?
Always thought I'd been the result of a one night stand
with a reindeer herder or something.
Mm. I never got lucky with them.
Annoyed I didn't work it out before.
I mean, I am the daughter of a detective.
Well, two detectives as it happens.
Yeah, so it seems.
(phone ringing)
It's fine. I could do with some time to get used to it.
(ringing stops)
-I meant on my own. -Oh, right, yeah, sorry...
I love you.
(Annika) Blair, sorry. Go on.
(Blair on video call) There's no sign of Gary Nair
at Glasgow Green
but I did get a report of someone kicked out
of The Kings Arms in Rutherglen yesterday.
Was it Nair?
(Blair) He was the one doing the kicking out.
Sorry, got to go.
-(Annika) Safe flight. -Be careful.
(Blair) Just some casual door work. The pub opens early.
Yeah, ping me the address. I'll get Michael to meet me there.
(Blair) Okay.
So, uh...
I'm gonna... go to the birthing pool now.
-(call disconnects) -Wait. What?
Oh, birthing pool as in...
Blair?
Yeah, she's having her baby.
(Michael) So, listen, I told Astrid.
(Annika) How did she take it?
(Michael) Well, she's saying all the right things.
(Annika) Yeah, that's something I've never cracked.
(doorbell rings)
(Michael clears throat)
Uh, speaking of which,
Morgan passed her theory.
Oh, that's great. I knew she would.
We had a celebration dinner last night.
-Jake came. -Okay.
And she asked if you were her dad.
That was third on your list? Why didn't you...
-How is she? -(Annika) Letting it sink in.
She's got her session
at the Youth Driver's Centre in Tollcross,
they... pick her up from school.
(Gary) You looking for me?
Yes, we are, actually.
(Gary) You took your time.
Still...
it gets me out of the breakfast shift.
Oh, you're confessing?
You've got a boat as well.
(Gary) Must be a DI thing.
You want to be careful with those.
(Morgan) Morfar!
I didn't realise you meant you were going home today.
Morgan, I'm sorry,
a flight just came up and, uh...
your grandmother needs me back.
But hey, I'm giving you this.
You can get it converted to run on peanut oil or something.
Mum's not gonna let me touch it. She's just like you.
But see how I've changed.
How about I have your jacket instead?
(Magnus) My jacket? No.
I haven't changed that much.
Come, give you a lift to school. Heh.
(Gary) Have you ever seen a burning body jump out a window?
Like a phoenix from the flames.
Except there's a lot more screaming.
So, are you talking about your...
original crime, or the barge?
Oh, she's sharp, isn't she?
Checking I know whether wee Inspector Jackie
smashed her way out or not.
We're just going through the motions, Gary,
you've already admitted to it.
Did I do that?
(Gary) That's not like me.
Are you taking it back then?
(Gary) Well, what's more fun for you?
Proving I did it or proving I didn't?
No, none of this is fun.
Oh, don't give me that.
Why are you so keen to go back inside?
(Annika) You'll spend the rest of your life there.
Yeah, some things are worth it.
Or is it 'cause you can't cope in the real world.
You have to try and fit in, have...
normal relationships.
I can see how that might be a problem.
(Gary) What relationship is normal...
Annika? Any of yours?
(phone chimes, vibrates)
(Gary) Saved by the bell.
I'm guessing this means there's been
an exciting breakthrough in the case.
(Michael grunts)
-(door closes) -(exhales deeply)
(inhales deeply)
Prometheus was a pretty...
tricksy character.
To steal the fire, he had to trick some goddesses
into fighting over some fruit.
And then while that was happening, he snuck into Zeus's furnace,
took a spark of fire, and escaped.
He created a smokescreen, basically.
And I guess we wouldn't have those either
if he hadn't given us fire to start with.
(door closes)
It was a racing greyhound Nair bought.
Arctic Fire.
It was running in the four o'clock two days ago.
Nair was trackside cheering it on.
(paper rustles)
So, he's messing with us.
I'd love to lock him up for another 30 years, but...
there you go.
Do not give him any personal information.
You don't need to worry, Diane, I'm not her.
Apart from all the ways you are. Hmm?
Get rid of him.
(Annika) Congratulations on your win.
Arctic Fire crossed the line as the barge went up.
Did you get good odds?
Aye, well, she can do great things with the right incentive.
Well, that was a waste of time then.
Oh, I don't know, I... I had a lot of fun.
And there's more to come I'm sure. Especially with you two.
I'll see you later, Samson and Delilah.
-(clicking tongue) -(door opens)
(door closes)
I'm guessing that I was...
Samson, yep.
-It's not the worst one I've had. -(Annika sighs)
It looks like the victim might have been poisoned first.
She's got traces of antifreeze on her lips, so...
it could have been mixed into her drink.
A spirit would hide the taste of it.
Her lodger abused substances
so he might know that that would work.
(Harper) We've got a partial print from the glass on the bus stop.
His name's Leon Archer. He's got a record. Mostly theft.
The guy who attacked me said
that Leon tried to sell him a bag of electrical stuff.
-From the barge? -Didn't get that far.
Okay.
Harper, check the pawn brokers near the arches,
he'll be trying to offload it.
We'll... go back to the daughter about the tattoo.
Blair can... Oh, no, wait...
she's having the baby.
Is she okay?
Well, she is in labour.
(Harper) Yeah, I heard that can sting a bit.
(Annika) Can you give me a sec?
-Hey. -(Annika) Hey. Um...
Sorry you found out about Michael like that.
See, we had this arrangement...
(Jake) It's all right, I get it, I get it.
I'm not top of the list.
But you're on the list. You were next.
(Jake) I know, I know, I know.
And I hope she's pleased. Michael's a good man.
-He's staring at you, isn't he? -(Jake) Yeah.
Look, I don't have to move in. It was just...
No, I'm glad you asked.
But I didn't say yes straight away because there was a lot going on.
-(Jake) There still is. -That's true.
But thanks for helping my dad sort his head out.
What, you didn't think that was a play so I could...
-Yes. -(Jake) No, it...
-We were just talking. -No, I mean, yes, move in.
As long as it's okay with Morgan. I'll ask her later.
(Michael) You remember where the bus stop is.
(Jake) Yes, thanks.
(motorbike engine rumbling)
(engine stops)
-(dog barking in distance) -(tyres screeching)
Leon Archer?
(ominous music)
(Harper shouts) Hey!
(suspenseful music)
(pants)
(both grunt)
-You okay? -What the hell's going on?
(door closes)
(sharp, heavy breaths)
-(doors rattle) -(chain rattling)
(baton clicks)
(suspenseful music continues)
(Leon grunts, groans)
(Leon grunts)
(handcuffs rattling)
(Leon groans)
Okay.
Now we're even.
(Leon groans, grunts)
(Imogen) The tattoo is the date her brother died.
Gordon.
He worked as a commercial diver in Aberdeen.
(Michael) How did it happen?
He died at sea, before I was born.
It was one of the stories that I wanted to get out of her.
Why that one?
It wasn't a crime.
The inquest said it was diver error.
But she didn't think it was.
Why not?
She said he didn't make mistakes.
(Annika sighs)
A lot of relatives think that.
Well, sure, but...
a lot of relatives aren't detectives, are they?
Hey, Madi, if you forget your lunch,
the woman who runs the shop over there
will let you eat the out-of-date crisps.
Why are you giving me tips?
'Cause, you know, I want to look out for you.
It's like having a big sister.
Well, good. As long as that's okay?
My course leader's here.
Quick, take a picture.
(camera shutter clicks)
Great. Wait for your mum to pick you up
and remember, still use code words.
-Okay. Bye. -Bye, Morgan.
(Morgan) Hi.
(Oban) Jackie took you in.
And for that, you poison her,
rob her, and burn down her barge with her in it?
(Leon) I didn't do that, I swear.
The rucksack you were carrying is full of items stolen from her.
We've got you boarding a bus just after the barge went up.
(Harper) And you ran when I found you.
Twice.
The barge was on fire when I got back,
I thought I'd be blamed for it.
Yep. We currently are doing that.
(Leon) Look...
Okay, I did steal from her,
but she was trying to dry me out.
I needed money to get something to take the edge off.
And I changed my mind.
I was bringing the stuff back when I heard the boat go up.
Not easy stealing from a DI.
A glug of antifreeze in her drink would make it easier.
(Oban) Scary seeing someone suffer that.
You must've panicked and set the boat alight
to cover it up.
I'd never hurt Jackie.
Well, you're gonna have to give us something.
'Cause we're almost ready to charge you here.
I want a lawyer.
(rain pattering)
She looks fine, doesn't she?
(Annika) Well, from what anyone can tell from a picture.
So...
you think the victim was working on a conspiracy?
Well, let's look into the brother's death.
It sounds like she believes it was covered up.
A lot of diving accidents back then.
You think she has
-some evidence of it? -(phone ringing)
Well, we really need to find the Dictaphone. Hang on.
Yep?
(woman over phone) Is that Annika, Morgan's mum?
(Annika) Yes.
(woman) Just wanted to apologise for Morgan
not getting picked up for the driving course.
-Sorry, what do you mean? -(woman) We've already started now,
so we will have to reschedule--
No, no, she was picked up.
She sent me a picture showing she was.
(woman) Oh? Oh, well, um... I don't know what's happened.
(sighs)
Uh, Morgan's... Morgan's been picked up
by someone who isn't from the course.
Okay, I'll get onto Force Control.
-You try and track her phone. -(Annika) Yeah.
-(tense music) -(phone ringing)
(Morgan) I'm guessing I shouldn't answer?
(man) No. Best to leave your phone off altogether, Morgan.
-Class over. -(handbrake clicks)
If it's important, your mum will leave a message.
Are you sure I should be on the road?
I thought this bit happened on the track?
Well, this is about building your confidence.
I've got dual controls.
You're quite safe.
So, just keep steady up to this junction and...
we'll both take a left at the end.
(clicks)
(siren wailing)
(Annika) He must have heard me.
At the pub, when we went to pick him up.
-Talking about her driving course. -(Michael) We weren't to know.
You know, we talk about personal stuff too much.
We... We always have.
(Michael) We've got units going street by street.
He won't get far.
(tyres screeching)
(Annika) Here. Here.
This is where her phone was switched off.
Ah, uh, Telematics.
They've come in for the learner car.
-Where are they? -(Annika) Uh, it's Cross Hill.
-Cross Hill, It's 10 minutes away. -(engine accelerating)
(tyres screeching)
It's really busy, I don't want to hit anyone.
It's fun though, right?
-(engine accelerating) -(Gary imitating engine revving)
Stop!
(nervous breaths) Oh, my God.
(tyres screeching)
It's just something I do with the good ones.
Our little secret though, okay?
-(Morgan panting) -Let's go again.
I don't think I'm quite ready for this course if that's okay.
I think it might be better if I just go home.
Well, we can do that if you want. Sure. It's your choice.
Where's home?
(tense music)
Oh,
you know, just...
up the river.
You need to be more specific than that, Morgan,
if you want me to drive you there.
-(seat belt clicks) -Is it okay if I just...
I need to grab something from the pharmacy.
I'm still waiting on that address.
It's...
you know, time of the month.
Oh, Morgan.
Can you unlock the door for me?
What are we gonna do with you?
(Harper) You've already admitted to stealing from her.
We've got you at the scene,
you're halfway there.
Just tell us the rest.
See, I'm struggling with motivation, Leon.
Jackie found you at a bereavement centre.
Who did you lose?
My mother.
(Oban) It doesn't get tougher than that.
And it left you without a home.
Any decent person
is only a couple of knocks away from their life falling apart.
(Oban) What did you do before?
(Leon) I was a hospital porter.
(Oban) Well... I think you might have had enough of death.
If it wasn't you, help us find the person who did it.
For her.
I want to help. It was just so...
I saw a guy.
I saw a guy leave the boat just before I got there.
(Harper) Can you describe him?
Older than me, 60s, 70s maybe.
M... Medium build, I guess.
He had his hood up, so it was hard to see.
He was hurrying to the car park.
Okay, it's a start.
Is there anything else you can remember about him?
(Oban) Did he get into a car?
I remember what he was wearing.
-(siren wailing) -(tense music)
(Michael) There it is.
(Annika) Pull in behind it. Slowly, slowly, slowly.
(seat belts click)
(car notification beeping)
Can you look in the boot? I can't do it. I can't.
(Morgan shouts) Mum!
(music fades)
(soft music)
(Morgan) Who was he?
(Annika) Don't think about that now.
-He took my phone. -Did you see where he went?
Towards the city.
I was trying to get the pharmacy to call you
but I couldn't remember your number.
(Michael) We've found the car. We have a sighting of Gary Nair
heading from Dundas Street towards the city on foot.
-(radio beeps) -(Morgan) Thanks.
(Michael) You did great, Morgan.
Come on.
(Morgan) Boats only from now on.
Definitely.
There'll be patrols nearby,
but Jake's gonna stay with you this evening.
If that's all right with you.
Yeah, of course. Thanks.
(Morgan sighs)
Actually...
how would you feel if he stayed with us indefinitely?
Pretty sure I saw that one coming.
(Morgan) Can you cook?
(Jake) Well, we can always reheat your grandfather's Fårikål.
It's better next day I hear.
I mean, it couldn't be worse.
-(water sloshing) -(kettle rattling)
-Yeah, you didn't actually... -(water running)
...say if Jake can...
(Morgan) Yeah, I could do with the company.
(Jake) I'm glad you've still got an appetite after, you know...
-(Morgan) Hmm. -...what you've been through.
(Morgan chuckles) Well, not for that sheep thing.
-(Annika) Hey. -Hey. Morgan okay?
(sighs)
She's fine, thanks.
Ah, not that we did anything, she outfoxed him on her own.
We'll get him, don't worry.
So, did you...
get a new lead from the interview?
(Oban) Yeah, we managed to get a facial composite
of the guy he saw leaving the scene.
But he did identify a detail on his coat.
Okay.
(tense music)
And did you get anywhere with the victim's brother?
Just some old newspaper coverage
from 30 thirty years ago, I mean... (blows raspberry)
...is it... is it connected?
(inhales deeply)
(exhales deeply, chuckles softly)
What about the Dictaphone?
(Oban) The audio's been extracted. There was loads of it.
But there was a call she recorded a couple of weeks ago
that I think you might be interested
-in listening to... -Look, it... it's late.
Just give me a minute with all this.
I want to... read that article for one thing.
Sure. Well, shout if you need anything.
(door closes)
(tense sting)
Prometheus didn't get away with what he did.
And so, he was punished.
Zeus got
an eagle to
peck out his liver every day for eternity.
On top of that, he created Pandora because...
he wanted mankind to suffer too.
And he gave her curiosity.
Pandora was given a box
and told... not to open it.
But she did.
Of course she did.
And it meant Zeus could blame her
for bringing evil into the world.
But Zeus was really the one to do that.
He created the box in the first place.
(Jackie on recording) Jackie Drummond.
(man on recording) It's me again.
(inhales sharply)
(Jackie on recording) I told you I wouldn't speak to you.
I'm going to publish what I've found,
and you can say all you like then.
(man on recording) At least let me give you my side of it.
10 minutes is all I ask.
(Jackie on recording) Okay, Magnus.
10. On my barge. No more.
(Annika sighs)
Help me. (exhales deeply)
("Bringing Murder to the Land" playing)
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