All language subtitles for The.Pact.S01E05.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Richard, have I done something?

Do you think you
might be depressed?

We've found some CCTV footage
the night of Jack's murder

that shows a hatchback
heading towards the woods.

- Max never said.
- They would have questioned me.

- What she needs is counselling...

'cause this can't keep
going the way it is.

I know.

I lost ten grand
on a horse race.

Richard, we're not
in trouble, are we?

Are we?

How are the others
feeling about it all?

- What others?
- Nancy. Louie.

You were made
redundant three months ago!

I mean, when were
you going tell me?

You made me lie to
Max over and over

- like things weren't bad enough.
- I'll repay the money.

It's not about the money!

What's all this?

I'm just storing
it for a friend.

What friend?

Don't you want to
help find his killer?

I don't know anything!

Someone in
that brewery does.

Tell me again what
happened at the party.

What's going on with you two?

What the fuck were you thinking?

But you are the exact
opposite of the person

I thought you were.

You need to grow up.

Did you kill Jack Evans?

I'm not a murderer.

I don't
know what you are.

Don't be stupid. Arwel
wouldn't kill his own son.

Well, why else would
he gas himself?

Guilty, that is,
plain and simple.

Don't stop talking out
your arse on my account.

- We were just saying that...
- Leave it, Mandy.

- I'm not passing any...
- Gwen, enough!

Sorry, Louie.

You sure you want to be here?

If I'm sat at home,
all I'll do is think about it.

Well, if you change your mind,

or if anyone starts
mouthing off.

I'll be fine.

It's gonna be
weird seeing Nancy,

I don't know what to say to her.

Let's just get through the day.

And tomorrow we get
up and we do it again,

and we keep doing it
until this is over.

When's that gonna be?

Now I understand that
everyone's unsettled,

but until we hear otherwise,
we keep doing our jobs.

Whatever happens, let's
make certain that Wales

does not run out of
beer and spirits.

I really don't think
jokes are appropriate

at this moment in time, Gareth.

I'm glad you're
suddenly an expert

on what's appropriate, Gwen,

because neither is idle
gossip and speculation.

Sorry we're late.

- Louie, I didn't expect...
- Don't make a fuss.

Well, come on everyone,
get a shift on.

We're so sorry, Louie.

Yep.

Thanks, Tish.

Anything you need,
I'm right here.

Oh, and Nancy hasn't swiped in?

You've haven't
seen her, have you?

She's never late.

Hey! No worries,
I'll just text her.

It's ringing out.

She's probably
scared to face us.

Try Richard.

This is Richard please
leave a message.

Voicemail.

Something's wrong.

I've been kept
waiting all night.

We're ready for you now.

Follow me.

Mrs. Clarke?

Shit, shit, shit.

This interview is
being recorded.

I'm Detective
Superintendent Holland,

the other officer
in the room is...

Detective Constable Anford.

The time is 9:07 a.m.

You are reminded you
are under caution.

You do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your defence
if you do not mention

when questioned something
you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may
be given in evidence.

Do you recognise
this car, Nancy?

- No.
- Take your time.

Yeah, I suppose

it might be a similar
model to mine.

It's hard to tell.

We had these images enhanced,

and had experts compare them
to photos taken of your car

in the early hours
of the morning.

Both cars appear to have
the same irregularities

on the passenger side bumper.

And both cars had the
same spray pattern

over passenger side mud guard.

Right.

This image was
taken at 12:18 a.m.

on the road to the woods,

on the night of
the brewery party.

I don't think so.

Well,
see we think it is,

and your husband agrees with us.

Take another look.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I
suppose it could be, yeah.

When I chatted to
you at the brewery,

you told me that you drove

your friends home
from the party,

then went straight back
to your own property.

That's right.

Why were you driving
to the woods?

Nancy? It's really important

that we know why you
were going there.

It's embarrassing.

I have a minor bladder
problem and I needed to go.

You'd just been at the
brewery. They've got toilets.

You could've gone in
your friends' houses.

It just came on suddenly.

After
you left the party,

but before you dropped
your friends home?

Yeah.

Which would mean they
were in the vehicle

when this footage was captured.

They can all confirm your story.

No.

I doubt that, they'd
been drinking.

I could have driven
them to Glasgow

and they'd barely remember.

That's convenient.

Family emergency.

Another one?

When you left the party
with your friends,

where was Jack Evans?

I already told your
colleague, I don't remember.

- Was he with you?
- No.

- Was he outside?
- No.

So, you do remember?

The last time I saw him,
was inside at the bar,

I don't know what time that was.

Nancy, we've just completed
enquiries with your bank.

So, we know

about your financial situation.

Money trouble isn't a
crime as far as I'm aware.

Did you talk about your
finances with Jack Evans?

No, why would I?

Did you ask him for a raise,

- an early salary payment?
- No.

Can you tell us about the goods
you've got in your lock-up.

I understand they were
there until yesterday.

I was helping a friend out.

And what friend was that?

This isn't relevant.

Well, I'll
be the judge of that.

Your husband said
they were brand new.

Straight off the shop floor.
Price tags, everything.

I wouldn't know.

Was it a financial arrangement?

Did somebody give
you some money?

No.

Actually, your husband's
been very helpful.

He mentioned that you had a
lump sum of money recently.

Nancy?

I think I'd like to
speak to a solicitor.

Things are starting to coalesce
around Nancy and her friends

and that includes your wife.

So

I'm sorry Max but I'll
have to remove you

- from the investigation.

Anna is a potential witness.

Listen, you did
brilliantly IDing that car.

If Anna hiding something, if
she's covering for someone,

I'm the one who can
get it out of her.

She's loyal to her mates,

she not going to
drop anyone in it.

Not to you.

You think you can soften her up?

I can't put you together
in an interview situation.

Yeah.

Okay.

You'll be putting yourself
in a difficult position.

It's a bit late for that.

- They've IDed the car.
- They must've.

We told the police she
drove us straight home,

they'll know we lied.

She'll protect us if she can.

You've got way
too much faith in her.

Can't you speak to her?

- How?
- I don't know,

can't Max get you in?

He's already suspicious.

Oh shit.

Remember, we'd been drinking.

We're not sure on times,
we're not sure on anything.

Just be vague.

Ladies.

I don't remember
ordering strippers.

We need you to come to the
station with us please.

Why?

We'll
explain at the station.

Can I just get my coat?

Yeah.

Bathroom.

I need the bathroom.

Station's not far.

You want me to ruin
your upholstery?

Two minutes.

There's an officer outside.

I know how this
looks, but I swear

- I haven't done anything.
- Cat you've got to trust me.

I can help, but only if I
understand what's going on.

You two can pop in this one.

If you jump round
the other side.

Watch your head.

It was a stupid prank.

We took him to the
woods and left him there

and whatever happened
afterwards, it wasn't our fault.

Please say you believe me.

We need to move.

I'm coming.

I'm sorry.

Use me as an alibi.

Nancy dropped you home, and
I got there right after.

Half twelve.

We spent the night together,

you showed me your
artwork and we drank wine

and fell asleep on the sofa.

And that stuff in
Nancy's lock-up

if they know about
it, it was mine.

I can't let you take
responsibility for...

It was mine.

Just tell them you
were storing it for me

and that's all you know.

Why are you doing this?

Why do you think?

Hey, come on.

The car please.

It's about to
start pissing down.

Yeah.

They're ready for
V.A. Interviews.

Take them through, the
boss is just prepping.

What's Nancy said?

If there's anything
I need to know,

tell me now.

And then what?

Just tell me, Anna.

Which interview rooms?

Um, not sure, check the log.

Just take a seat.
We won't be a sec.

- What did he say?
- Nothing.

We need to speak to Nance.

- They're not going to let us.
- Should we get a lawyer?

Let's just see where this goes.

We were drunk, we're
not sure about times.

We don't know anything.

Shall we get these ladies
into separate rooms.

Yes, ma'am. This way please.

Who left those witnesses
together, unsupervised?

Sorry, that's my fault.

What the fuck, Max?

It was only for a
second. I didn't think.

No, you didn't.

We won't be a sec.

- What did he say?
- Nothing.

We need to speak to Nance.

They're not
going to let us.

Should we get a lawyer?

Let's just
see where this goes.

We were drunk,
we're not sure about times.

We don't know anything.

Shall we
get these ladies

- into separate rooms.
- Yes, ma'am.

We're having trouble
nailing down the timeline

of the night of
the brewery party,

so I'd like us to
talk through it again.

Sure.

I mean, obviously we'd
been drinking, so...

I can't be sure
about exact times.

Just do your best.

It was around midnight.
Maybe a bit later.

The four of us left
the party together.

And where was Jack
Evans at this point?

- I'm not sure.
- I think at the bar.

Dunno. Didn't care.

You left the party,

what happened next?

We got into Nancy's car
and she drove us home.

Was there anyone else
outside when you left?

Anyone hanging
around the car park

who'd left the venue?

Not that I saw.

I wouldn't have noticed.

Because
you were drunk?

Yep.

Then what happened?

Nancy drove us home.

She dropped Louie first
and then me and then Anna.

And what time was that?

I can't be sure.

I'd be guessing.

Maybe... twelve thirty.

My friend Tish was
staying with me,

she might remember.

And did you make any
other stops along the way?

No, no.

Think about that.

No other stops.

Really think about it.

I have.

You see, I think you did stop
somewhere else on the way home.

'Cause this

is Nancy's car,

picked up on CCTV at 12:18 a.m.,

driving towards the woods.

You sure it's her car?

Yeah.

I don't remember that.

I think you do remember,
but for some reason,

you just aren't telling
me the whole truth.

And I need the truth right now.

I'd like to call
a lawyer please.

Louie, do you want to
catch your nephew's killer?

- Of course, I do.
- Then tell me

why you were driving
to the woods.

- I can't remember.
- I think you're lying.

Is anyone else
bothered by the fly?

It's doing my head in.

You've got a criminal record

perverting the
course of justice,

right back to prison.

Not without evidence.

I've told you everything I know.

They've got their
stories straight.

It's collusion,
plain and simple.

We need solid
evidence of motive,

get the team to go
back to square one,

with these four as
our prime suspects.

Re-interview their
colleagues and associates,

recheck the phone work,

go through the
victimology again.

- Get me something more to go on.
- Boss.

Louise Evans'
solicitor's just arrived.

She wants him to sit in
on all the interviews.

Course she does.

Fine, whatever.

You know what's coming, Max.

Now Anna's under investigation,
you can't be on this case.

Max?

Yeah, I heard.

When can I go home?

That's not up to me.

Are the others here?

Are they okay?

You're all lying.

For Anna's sake, tell me
what happened that night.

Nancy?

Who killed Jack Evans?

I have no idea.

Tell me about your
relationship with Nancy Clarke.

We've been friends for
about eighteen years.

And worked together for...

Five.

So, it's a close
friendship, then?

Yeah.

How did you meet?

We'd just moved to
Wales. I was pregnant,

we got chatting in
the waiting room

at the doctor's. She
took me for a coffee.

She was nice to me.

You seem quite emotional.

This whole thing's been quite
difficult for everybody.

Well, the sooner
you're honest with us,

the sooner it will be over.

I understand there's
been some tension

between you and Nancy recently.

Her husband told us that
there'd been quite the argument.

What was that about?

I can't remember.

A blazing row with
your closest friend?

I think you'd remember.

I don't want to answer
any more questions.

Was the
argument about money?

Or was it about Jack Evans?

Are you protecting Nancy, Anna?

Because if you are that
makes you an accomplice

to whatever it is she has done.

Better for you if you
just tell us the truth.

No comment.

Where's Anna?

They're being released
under investigation,

except for Nancy Clarke.

Boss wants to question...

- You both okay?
- Yeah.

- Where's Nancy?
- I dunno.

If she cracks, we're screwed.

I'll tell Dylan to stay with her

then at least we'll
know what she's said.

Let's go.

- Can we give these guys a lift?
- No. Let's go.

- We'll get an Uber.
- I'll call you.

Come on.

Are we going or what?

- What did he say?
- Nothing.

We need to speak to Nance.

They're not
going to let us.

Should we get a lawyer?

Let's just
see where this goes.

We were drunk,
we're not sure about times.

We don't know anything.

The truth. All of it.

- How did you record that?
- No more lies, Anna.

- You tricked us.
- Just tell me!

I am not your interview subject.

- Who killed Jack Evans?
- I don't know.

- Who killed him?
- I don't know!

- Who killed him?
- I don't know!

- Who killed him?!
- Why aren't you listening to me?

Because it's bullshit!!

Whatever you're hiding,
they're going to find it

and they'll nail
you to the wall.

All of you.

Just think about that.

You're protecting a murderer!

Turn it off.

We abducted Jack Evans.

We put him in Nancy's car and
we drove him to the woods.

It was a stupid prank.

We were never going to hurt him.

He was drunk.

He'd been horrible to everybody.

We were going to leave
him in the woods.

When we left him, he was alive.

We drove home

then we had second...

Second thoughts
and we went back,

to make sure he was okay.

Except he wasn't.

Jesus Christ.

We didn't know what to do.

We were scared.

We thought

maybe it was a heart attack,

or an overdose and if
we just kept quiet.

We didn't know it was murder.

And then you did.

I wanted to tell you.

But the longer I left it,
the more I realised...

I just couldn't.

Because then you'd
be living like me.

With the guilt and the fear

every... thought

is just fear.

I didn't want that for you.

But now you know.

- Now you're a part of this.

What are you going to do?

I should march you
in there right now.

Go on then.

Get out of the car!

Get out of the car, Anna.

Get out of the fucking car!

Fuck!

If we go back in there...

I could go to prison.

You'd probably lose your career

the kids will be scarred
for the rest of their lives!

Max

what do you want to do?

I don't know.

I don't know.

Take me home.

I've been calling.

Who's this?

Chris Skinner, Mrs. Price.

Nice to meet you.

What's going on?

I forgot it's tonight.

He's a counsellor.

Mum wants family counselling.

Someone else was in those woods.

And by the time we
came back he was dead.

You didn't see anyone
else? No cars or anything?

Nope.

Someone must have followed
us from the party.

The police know we're lying,
they've still got Nancy,

there's a picture of her car...

They'll figure out who did this.

What if they don't? What
if they think it was us?

What's the point in all this,

of you and me if it has to end?

Shh...

I'm not going anywhere.

Tish.

- Sorry.
- No, it's not you.

- Okay.
- No

it's really not you.

I can't go back to prison.

I won't let that happen.

No, thanks, love.

Firstly, I'm not
here to pass judgment

or tell you guys what to do

I'm just a neutral
sounding board.

Here to help.

If this involves
trust exercises,

or role play, I am out.

No roleplay, I promise.

I'd just like to
hear you guys talk.

Ryan, they're for...

It's all right, I'm celiac.

Anna, maybe you could
kick off by explaining

why you felt you needed help?

Because we've stopped
communicating.

You don't agree?

Mum thinks it's my fault.

- I never said that.
- But it's what you think.

Tamsin's always
been strong-willed.

I think that's why we clash
now, because we're the same.

No, we're not.

I just...

I want her to know
that I'm on her side.

I'm not the enemy.

And how does that
make you feel, Tamsin?

She never wanted me to grow up.

She wanted to freeze me,

age ten, when we made
cupcakes together.

She wants some perfect
family illusion

that doesn't exist
anywhere except the movies.

Why can't I have that?

Because the real world is shit.

Ryan, how do you feel
about Tamsin's relationship

with your mum?

I just want
everyone to get along.

You've been very quiet, Max.

Oh, it's not just communication
that's gone out the window.

It's basic trust.

It's waking up in the
morning and realising

that everything you
thought about a person,

about a given
situation is wrong.

That we've been living a lie.

Isn't it better to lie sometimes

if it protects the
people we love?

- Isn't it?
- All I know

is that counselling is gonna
solve jack shit for us.

So, you can sit here and
talk about your feelings

or whatever the fuck!

It's not going
to change a thing.

Tamsin is not the
real problem here.

You shouldn't talk
to her like that.

- I'm done.
- Tam.

I might just go and not be here.

- Did you want to take a...
- How much is this costing?

Eighty-five pounds.

Jeez.

Plus VAT.

He's gone.

I'm still trying to
get my head around it.

Holland knows you're
all connected.

She won't give up
until someone cracks,

and if that's Nancy,
it's gonna happen soon.

Nancy won't say anything.

Who killed him, Anna?

I don't know.

While they're focusing on us,

you need to figure out who.

It's the only way to
make this go away.

What are you doing back here?

Working.

Max

you're off the case.

Are you okay?

Where's the boss?

In with the suspect.

Then she doesn't need to know.

- Max...
- I've put everything into

working this case.

Don't you need all
the help you can get?

- If Holland finds out...
- If she asks questions,

I'm sitting here
playing solitaire

and solving burglaries
like a good boy. Okay?

It's your funeral.

My client
has co-operated fully

with your investigation

and has answered your questions
to the best of her ability.

She's had 24 hours of this,

and she's has been mentally
and physically drained

by the whole experience.

It's our job to
uncover the truth

about this young man's murder,

Nancy definitely knows
more than she is telling.

Look, it's nearly 11 p.m.,

I'd like to formally request
that she's allowed to go home,

pending further investigation.

We are perfectly
within our rights

to keep Mrs. Clarke
for thirty-six hours.

I know the law, superintendent,

but the fact is, I've advised
my client to answer “no comment”

to every single
question from now on,

right down to tea and
coffee preferences.

Frankly, you're barking
up the wrong tree here,

wasting valuable
investigation time

and making a mockery
of human rights.

So, I'm asking you,

to let this innocent woman
sleep in her own bed tonight.

Might have
pushed a bit hard.

Sorry.

They've got 12 hours of
superintendent extension

but I can't imagine they'll
hold you longer than that.

The dodgy CCTV
is... all they have.

Have they offered
you something to eat?

I just want to sleep.

I'll be back first thing.

What did they always teach us?

When you get stuck,
when there's a dead end,

go back to the victim.

We've been over Jack's
accounts a dozen times.

We've been focused

on large amounts
going in and out,

looking for a motive
that isn't there.

It's the tiny,

regular transactions
that tell us who he was,

where he went, what he did.

He got his morning coffee
from the same cafe every day,

he filled up with petrol
at the same station

every few weeks,
he was habitual,

we know all this.

No, we're missing something.

She's coming.

I thought you'd gone home.

I'd rather keep working.

On what?

Those break-ins around
the industrial estate.

I need to ask you some questions
about Anna and her friends.

We can do it
tomorrow if it suits?

Sure.

Get some rest, Max.

You look like crap.

Hello?

Who's there?

Have you
been here all night?

Jesus, Max, you better put
those files away before...

Check this out.

You did some colouring in.

Look at his cash withdrawals.

Yeah.

There's a pattern.

Fifty quid, most Saturday
for the last six months.

So?

Why's he getting
cash out so regular?

No-one does that these days,

not unless it's for
something specific.

Fifty quid, most Saturdays,
from the same ATM.

The ATM... is here,

Conway Market.

Right across from this.

We know he was a gamer,
he owned consoles,

if he was a regular
in this place

he must've got to
know other people.

We have almost no intel
on his personal life.

He didn't have one,

from what we can tell
he was Billy-No-Mates.

I don't believe that.

Young, good looking guy
with money to splash around?

Holland wants us to focus
on the brewery workers.

I need you to cover for me.

Fuck's sake, Max.

I owe you.

I trust that charade

was worth holding
my client overnight?

I'm sure we'll be
talking again very soon.

And you'll be getting
the same answers.

Come on, Nancy.

I can take her home.

Are you okay?

I am now.

Why did you come?

You're godmother to my kids.

You're like a sister to me.

This doesn't mean
you're forgiven.

There's a piece missing.

We're getting a divorce.

How's Nance?

She looks...

I don't know, older.

I hope you're not
feeling sorry for her.

She's still got
all your savings.

There's something you
both need to know.

Oh God, what has she done?

I told Max what happened.

What do you mean?

The truth about Jack.

You did what?

I had to.

- He was already suspicious.
- So, you gave him proof?

I didn't have a choice.

We had an agreement! You
should've come to us first!

We didn't get a say, Anna.

No, I've made him
a part of this.

Unbelievable.

Don't tell me you're
okay with this.

Yeah, I get it.

Well, now I've heard everything.

He'll figure out who did this
and we'll be off the hook.

That's a massive gamble, Anna

you'd better be right.

- I am.

You have to trust me.

- What is it, Ryan?
- Tamsin's gone.

What do you mean “gone”?

She's taken a bag, I don't
know, I tried to stop her.

- Well, where's she going?
- I don't know.

She said she didn't want
to live here anymore.

Ryan, I don't have
time for this.

I'm just telling
you what she said.

Okay, just stay there,
I'm going to come get you.

Sorry, I've got to go.

Excuse me?

D.S. Price, I'm looking for
some information on this man.

I believe he was a regular?

Do you remember seeing him?

See a lot of people. Don't
really pay attention.

Right. Anyone else work
here during the day?

Only when I'm hungover.

Can I have
a look at your CCTV?

You could.

But those cameras are fake.

Isn't that Jack Evans?

Yeah, did you ever see him
hanging round the arcade?

He came in here quite often.

Bit flirty, like.
Ordered triple shots.

Did he come in on his own,
or was he ever with mates?

I'm trying to find people

who might have
known him socially.

Mostly on his own.

There were a couple of
times he brought someone.

Do you remember when?

Oh, a month ago,
maybe two months?

Any chance that's working?

I suppose we're the
talk of the brewery.

You know what they're
like, it'll pass.

I think Gareth wants to see you.

Why'd you get arrested?

We weren't arrested,
we were questioned.

They're saying
Nancy's locked up.

Well, they're wrong.

Were you with Jack
after the party?

Of course, we bloody weren't!

Which one of you
bitches stole my purse?

No-one cares about
your fucking purse!

- Cat.

Psycho.

Thanks, Tish.

Right, we need to hold
it together. Okay?

We're going to go out there,

and were gonna
hold our heads up.

All right?

I haven't seen her.

- Really?
- Yeah.

- You never messaged back.
- I got busy.

- Well, if you want to hang out...
- If she calls let us know, yeah?

- Where else would she go?
- I don't know, I'm not psychic.

Try calling her again.

- She's not picking up.
- Just try.

- Nancy, I don't have time...
- Anna, Tamsin's here.

- Right.
- She says she won't go home.

I'll be right there.
Don't let her leave.

She's at Nancy's.

Focus on the background checks

and look for any
business connections

between Richard Clarke
and the Evans family.

You know sweetheart
whatever it is

you're fighting about, I'm
sure you can sort it out.

She doesn't understand.

Have you tried to explain?

Tamsin, what the
hell are you playing at?

I just want you to
work things out, love.

Get in the car please.

- Tam, I'm late for work!
- I'm not going home.

Well, you can't stay here.

Nancy says I can stay
as long as I like.

Nancy's not your mother,
and I don't want you here.

You're not in charge of me!

Wrong!

Mum, get off her.

- I am sick of this!

Get off! Get off!

You have five seconds
to get in that car.

You're not listening too me!
I'm not fucking going home!

- She's really welcome to stay.
- She's not staying!

You have no idea what your dad
and I have been going through,

the pressure you've
put us under.

Yeah, right, 'cause it's
always about you isn't, Mum?

That's all you care about
is your career, your life.

I sacrificed
everything for you two!

I was barely in my 20s
when I got pregnant,

when we moved to the
middle of nowhere!

I... I... We put you
first for years and years.

And how do you repay that?

By spitting in our faces

like the negative, ungrateful
little shit that you are.

- I hate you!
- I hate you!

I'm pregnant!

- Ryan, come on, we should...
- No.

Tams, what...

- Are you sure?
- Yeah.

- How are you sure?
- I took a test.

What like a packet test?

Tam.

Tam, was it a packet test?
Because they can be wrong.

It's not wrong, Mum.

Jesus Christ.

Who's the father?

Tam.

Tam.

Who's the father, Tam?

Jack Evans.

That's not funny.

Yeah, no, she's just
mucking about...

It's true.

You didn't know him,
you never even met him.

Yeah, I did.

Oh, no.

- Is this a joke?
- No.

- Is this a joke, Tamsin?
- It's not a joke.

- It's not funny.
- Mum, just leave her.

How long have you known?

We came to tell you.

The night of the party.

We saw you leaving.

And then what?

Tam

where did you go
after the party?

Well, look who it is.