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Before Danny died
he tried to say something.

Now I reckon
what he said was "list".

What was Danny onto
that meant you had to kill him?

The report states
these findings are consistent

with a blood-stained note.

And this is just between us
for now?

I'm innocent.
The question is, are you?

You lied in court, you lied to
your partner and you lied to me!

I did not plant evidence.

The people decided she didn't
do it, because you couldn't

- keep it in your pants.
- That's not what happened.

There's seconds, if you fancy.

Any more
and I won't get off this sofa.

I had intended that meeting
in a more social setting

would make this
less confrontational between us.

- I'm a married man.
- Separated.

I'm sorry, Gill.

Oliver Stephens-Lloyd,
a registered social worker

with responsibility
at Sands View.

Chief Superintendent Fairbank
had nothing to do with the case.

He ran Vice.

Stephens-Lloyd claimed he had
a list of authority figures

who systematically abused boys
at Sands View.

I've never even heard
of this "Stands View" place.

Hope I'm not too late.

I saw the handshake at the door.
It was Masonic.

I'm putting you in
for a commendation.

Ronan Murphy was interviewed

about the conspiracy
Denton was convicted of.

None of this was in the file.

And who gave us that file?

Hastings.

The Caddy is male, under 35.

A detective.
A London or Southeast accent.

Sorry, gaffer, but the finger's
pointing at one of our own.

Detective Inspector
Matthew Cottan...

..has distinguished
not only himself...

but the entire
anti-corruption division.

Detective Inspector
Matthew Cottan.

It's an honour to present
DI Cottan with this award

for Outstanding Bravery.

The commendation reads:
"For courageous conduct

in apprehending
a dangerous suspect,

with commendable disregard
for personal safety."

- Well done, Cottan.
- Thank you, sir.

Smile!

- Congratulations, Matthew.
- Ah, thanks, Gill.

You need a drink. There you go.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

Have you thought about
going in front of

the DCI promotion board?

- Right. Coffee?
- Yeah. Lovely.

Don't be going to any trouble on
my account. I'll have instant.

Special occasion, though.

Actually, it's good to be able
to talk outside the office.

Is everything OK?

No. Not really.

Steve's been ordering
more forensics on evidence

seized from
Danny Waldron's flat.

Why?

He'll be making out
I missed a lead.

I know what he's up to.

It's classic classroom tactics.

If you've farted, you hold your
nose and point at someone else.

What do you mean?

- He's hiding summat.
- What?

I shouldn't say
until there's evidence.

I hope I'm wrong. I really do.

But if I'm not...

..I need to know
you've got my back.

God, yeah.

I'm sorry.
I shouldn't have said anything.

I know you two go back a-ways.

No, you had to.

Glock 17.

Though I walk through the
valley of the shadow of death...

..I will fear no evil.

For You are with me; Your rod
and staff, they comfort me.

We now commit Daniel's body
to the ground.

Earth to earth,
ashes to ashes, dust to dust...

..in the sure and certain hope

of the resurrection
to eternal life.

- Is there a problem, sir?
- Why do you ask?

There was a briefing,
inspectors and above,

and no-one's
letting me in on it.

Hence "inspectors and above".

So, what's that about, then?

I went to
Danny Waldron's funeral.

There's still a threat to anyone
associated with Danny.

And was anyone there?

- No.
- No.

Well, that's good to know, eh?

And you shouldn't be
bringing that round here.

This isn't the Bronx.

Feeling better?

Er... yeah, thanks.
Just a stomach bug.

Well, I was hoping to get
those forensics I requested.

What's the hold-up?

I don't want to get caught
between you and DI Cottan.

What do you mean?

He knew forensics
hadn't tested the envelope?

I'll be right back.

17. Serial number
and number and type of rounds.

Cheers.

G-36 carbine, plus rounds.

You wanted me to see something?

Yeah. I've been reviewing CCTV
of Danny Waldron

from the murder time-line
of Linus Murphy.

Here's Danny arriving.
Note the direction of travel.

It matches the route
from Linus's residence,

so we assume Danny's come
directly from killing Linus.

Formal ID - it's Danny Waldron.

The images tally with
the paperwork we got

from the storage facility.

Our assumption is that the
rucksack contains Linus's head,

wrapped in a bin-liner.

In the bag must be
a cold-storage container

he bought en route.

Now the rucksack's empty,

presumably after Danny
stored Linus's head.

He leaves, and we pick him up
on an exterior camera again.

Danny jogging away.

Note the different direction
of travel from his arrival.

I just want to get the job done,
Kate.

And we've always done
a good one together.

The job. That I can do.
Where do you think he's going?

Unfortunately, there's
no other CCTV of Danny, but...

Here's the storage facility.

Here's the direction
we see him leaving.

Danny's flat is located here.

It appears he came directly
from Linus Murphy's place,

so his only opportunity
to conceal

any information
he got from Linus

was when he was in his flat.

What information?

Ink and blood was detected
on the inside of an envelope

found at Danny Waldron's flat.

Now, the blood
matches to Linus Murphy.

So he must have put a message
in the envelope

straight from killing Murphy...

..even before
he washed the blood off.

It was definitely there in that
envelope. For a time, at least.

Why are we only getting
this information now?

Admin cock-up. Forensics' fault.

OK.

All right? Where are you off to?

..has to be authorised
by Superintendent-rank or above

and meet the RIPA criteria.
It's not rocket science.

Matthew.

- Anyway, get back to me.
- Will do.

Hope you're not still hung-over

from all that
taxpayers' champagne?

- Have you got a minute?
- Yeah.

Look...

I'm the last person
to go behind anyone's back,

but I've raised concerns
about a colleague

with my commanding officer.

Well, if Ted's dealing with it,
I shouldn't get involved.

Well, that's the problem.
He's not.

Ah. I can guess
who the colleague might be.

What worries me is,

he's wandering around this place
with a firearm.

Oh, my God.

Sorry.
Look, maybe I shouldn't have...

No. Leave it with me.

Thanks, Gill.

Got a lead on Fairbank.

Digging into his records,

there was a complaint made
by someone called Wendy Rider.

The complaint wasn't pursued
because Fairbank retired.

What was the complaint?

Where Chief Superintendent
Fairbank's concerned,

the records are sketchy,
to say the least.

But it was about her son.

He was a resident
at Sands View Boys' Home.

He's overseas with the Army now,
but she still lives in the area.

Nice work.

Just doing my job, mate.

Do you remember
when he went to Sands View

and how long he was there?

He was 13. It was nearly a year
till he come out.

It would help our inquiry
if you could tell us

why you made a complaint about
Chief Superintendent Fairbank.

Well, Greg would never talk
about what had happened.

We never talked much, anyway,
after he got took away from me.

He blamed me
for what had happened.

What had happened?

He said he'd been...
interfered with.

A big fat bloke, he said.

So I went to the police.
They didn't want to know.

They said
Greg wasn't a reliable witness.

So I told them
if they didn't do nothing,

I was gonna write to the papers
and my MP.

They just laughed in my face.

And that was that?

No.

A week after,
one of them come round and said

this Chief Superintendent
had sorted it.

Who came round?
A uniformed officer?

Yeah.

He said the Chief Superintendent
had got the bloke to confess

and that it was all all right,

so that Greg wouldn't have
to go through a trial and that.

To be clear, Mrs Rider...

you were advised that the
offender was going to prison?

Yeah.

But then there was this picture
in the paper,

and Greg said
it was the same bloke.

Mrs Rider, is this the man
you saw in the paper?

Yeah.

And then you realised
he hadn't been charged?

Huh. Well, I'd written down the
name of the Chief Superintendent

who was supposed
to have taken care of it all.

Yeah?

Sir, we've got a witness
claiming

Fairbank suppressed
a child rape allegation

against Dale Roach.

Ideally, sir,
we'd put this to Fairbank

in the presence of a solicitor.

Well,
I'll have to think about that.

- But...
- Steve...

- Sir.
- Kate.

Sir, with respect,

there's no operational reason
to drag our feet over Fairbank.

I know how to conduct
an anti-corruption case, Steve.

With respect again,
I'm concerned

this inquiry's
dragging its feet.

- I'm not the issue here, son.
- Sir?

I can't have you
interviewing Fairbank

because of the suspicions
hanging over your head.

That's why we're dragging
our feet here.

Still this crap
about me planting evidence?

I can't have you in the room
with Fairbank. I will not risk

jeopardising
future prosecutions.

- You're taking me off the case?
- Don't make this any harder.

What, harder than protecting
a former Chief Super and Mason?

- You are way out of line.
- I saw your handshake.

You do not know a thing...

I know you want me off a case

that involves officers
covering up child abuse!

The suspicions against you
are more than planting evidence.

As you were.

Superintendent Hastings and I
have had a short discussion.

In the circumstances, we
agree the best course of action,

to protect all parties and to
abide by disciplinary procedure,

is for you to be served
with a Regulation 15 notice

and to be suspended until
these matters can be addressed

at a formal
disciplinary hearing.

A Reg 15? For what?

Certain allegations
have been made against you.

- By who?
- It wouldn't be appropriate

to discuss these outside
the disciplinary framework.

But before you go, may I ask
if you're bearing a firearm?

Did this come from Dot?

- I want him in here.
- That's not a good idea.

Fine.

I really don't think
that's a good idea.

My officer has asked for this,
so I'm gonna give him this.

DI Cottan.

Sir. Gill.

- The floor is yours.
- What's this all about?

DI Cottan.

I'm concerned about DS Arnott's
professional conduct.

He's been bearing a firearm
around the office.

In contravention
of the 1968 Firearms Act.

I've signed the firearm back in.

He's accused of an improper
relationship with a suspect,

of planting evidence
against said suspect.

- I did not plant evidence!
- He also fits the profile

of a suspect in a separate
anti-corruption inquiry.

What? This is insane!
What anti-corruption inquiry?

I don't think any more should
be said about this matter.

For Christ's sake,
I'm not the problem here!

What exactly are you saying?

Sir, I've got serious concerns

about DI Cottan's performance
under Police Conduct regs.

That's why he's
having a go at me.

Sir, this is completely
out of order.

During a search
of Danny Waldron's flat,

he failed to order
the necessary forensics.

He then induced a junior rank
to hide this from me

so I wouldn't find out
he'd missed a crucial lead.

If there's any issues
to be addressed by a review,

then trust me
there certainly will be.

However, said issues
are separate and distinct

from the ones before us now,
DS Arnott.

Look. Please...

I know I've pissed you all off.

And I am sorry
about the undercover on Denton.

But I am the only one
trying to solve this case!

Oh, so only Steve can solve
the case! All hail Steve.

I think we should stop
this conversation now.

- Thank you, DI Cottan.
- Sir.

Thanks for keeping your
cool. Can't have been easy.

DS Arnott,
regarding the Reg 15 notice...

You will return here
for an interview

at a time specified by us.

But until then, you will be
suspended. I'm sorry, son.

I know he's got
his reasons, but you, sir?

What about my point about you
and Fairbank and the Masons?

Come on. You're not doing
yourself any favours.

It's one thing
denying allegations,

but it's another thing
slinging mud at superiors.

That's a different kettle
of fish, fella. What can I say?

You've let me down,
you've let yourself down.

Yeah. Well, you're the one

that fed us all a doctored file
on Ronan Murphy.

What?

Ronan Murphy being a criminal
associate of Tommy Hunter...

..not in the file.

Ronan Murphy being investigated

as a suspect
in Hunter's murder...

not in the file.

Ronan Murphy and Tommy Hunter
both being involved

in child sexual exploitation...
not in the file.

And you say I'm the one
that's letting you down.

Sir.

Are you OK?

Yeah. I'm not gonna
jump to conclusions.

Let's see what comes out
of his disciplinary hearing.

Look, just between us,

I've got a lead on him planting
that money at Lindsay's.

I just wanted to let you know,
so it didn't come as a shock.

And I know
this is going to be difficult...

..but we've got to keep
an eye on his every move.

Sorry.

All right?

Thought these
might cheer you up.

Come in.

They're sweet,
but you didn't need to.

No, you're all right.

Kate... I'd be gutted if this
Steve stuff came between us.

This feels like a bit
of a second chance for me...

..and I don't want
to mess it up.

- Oh, OK.
- No.

It's just... let's take it slow.
You know.

Yeah, yeah, of course.

- With the regs and that.
- Sure.

- But thanks. These are lovely.
- I'm glad you like them.

- Well, I'd best be off.
- All right. Night.

Night.

How can I help you?

I'm requesting authorisation
on an undercover operation.

That's Ted Hastings' call,
not mine.

Well, actually, ma'am, it'd be
against a fellow AC-12 officer.

Ah.

The guidelines are
that I should approach

an independent
anti-corruption commander

for said authorisation.

Why me?

I'd rather not say, ma'am.

AC-9's nearer.

Like I say,
I'd rather not say, ma'am.

Because I'm a woman.
I can't be a Mason.

You kept me waiting.

I know.

I've been watching for an hour.

If you'll hang on for that long,
then you must be desperate.

It's funny. The last time we
met, I was the desperate one,

and you held all the cards.

Well, you don't hold them now.

Don't I? You know what, Steve?

I've deduced
that you are so desperate

that you need help
from some sad cow with no life.

Silly me.

Wait.

There's something I've never
said, and I want to say it now.

I'm sorry.

I did take advantage of you.

You were grieving.
You were alone.

And gaining your trust,
albeit to solve a crime,

was callous and insensitive.

I'm sorry for what I did.

And you might not believe me,
but that night...

That's what made me hold back.

Don't flatter yourself, Steve.

I might have been
a complete emotional wreck,

but I didn't want you.

We were just two lonely people
having a fumble.

It might have sounded
convincing on tape,

but it was empty
and it was pathetic.

Back to planting of evidence.

The accusation's been around
so long, people think

they don't have to prove it.

Instead,
it's down to me to disprove it.

You know the truth.
You know I didn't do it.

Listen to me...

I've just spent a year
and a half of my life in prison.

I've lost everything. My home.

My job.

My whole future.

Maybe now you've got a taste
of what it's like

to know that you're innocent

and yet still have
your whole life destroyed.

Look, I'll help you find
the real criminals, Steve.

But I will never ever spend
one more day in prison.

So, let me be clear.

That money was put in my house
to frame me.

I am innocent.

I am the victim in all of this.

- You're unbelievable.
- No.

No, I want justice.

And I don't care
how unjustly I get it.

So, why don't you just tell me
everything you know

about the case
that you're working on

and how it connects to mine?

You must be joking.

Right now I'm the only person
that can help you.

Hi, Ted. What's
with all the cloak-and-dagger?

I wanted to ask, off the record,
if I can count on your support

in investigating former
Chief Superintendent Fairbank.

In respect of...?

In respect
of not adequately investigating

complaints
of child sexual exploitation.

- Absolutely. Absolutely.
- Thanks.

Ted, doesn't it make
much more sense

to hand over your files
to the various authorities

carrying out official inquiries
into historic sex abuse?

You can do it through me,
if you like.

Yeah, that would be great.
Thank you, Gill. Yeah, thanks.

Thanks, Ted.

We got seats
at the Pavilion End,

behind the bowler's arm.

And I'm thinking, you know,
"We're set for the day here."

And then what happened?
Heavens opened.

Ted!

I'm sure
there's no need for this,

over a little misunderstanding.

We can thrash this out,
the pair of us.

I think it's best
to continue as planned,

just to make sure
that everything's above board.

- I'm in your hands.
- Tea? Coffee?

- Very nice. Coffee. Thanks.
- Great.

You are being interviewed

in respect of suspicion
of misconduct in public office.

You don't have to say anything.

However,
it may harm your defence

if you fail to mention something
under questioning

that you later go on
to rely on in court,

and anything you do say
may be used in evidence.

- Been there, done that.
- Thank you.

Document 2 in your folders.

Document 2 is a photocopy
of a missing-persons report

relating to
Oliver Stephens-Lloyd.

You were shown this photocopy
in your interview on July 7th.

It's from near on 20 years ago.

- You don't recall the report?
- I don't recall the report.

If you could go
to the end of the report.

You were shown that some
individuals were copied in

by the senior
investigating officer.

I'll have to put my...
glasses on.

Right...

You were shown that, according
to the distribution list,

you were sent a copy
of this report in November '98.

Yeah. Seems I was sent one.

God knows whether I got it
or read it.

During this time, November '98,
what was your position?

- I ran Vice.
- Yeah.

And why were you sent a report
on a missing social worker?

I have absolutely no idea.
It sounds like an admin error.

An administrative error?

Well, I'm surmising.
I've no idea. Sorry.

Document 3 in your folders.

Document 3 is a photocopy of
a report dated 21 November '98,

on death by suicide
of Oliver Stephens-Lloyd.

He claimed to have furnished you
with a list of names

of abusers at Sands View.

Shortly afterwards, he was
dismissed from his position,

and three months later
he was found dead.

I don't know anything about
a list or about this poor fella.

The Murder Squad
have reopened the inquiry

into the death
of Oliver Stephens-Lloyd.

Right.

Well, now, Ted,
this is... getting serious.

This is also
an opportunity to clarify

some issues that are causing
some vexation.

- Well, you know I want to help.
- And we're very grateful.

Document 5 is a recent
postmortem examination

from the Home Office
pathologist.

It's likely that Stephens-Lloyd
was struck over the head

with a blunt instrument
and then thrown into the river.

So, not suicide. Murder.

Well, I can see
why you're troubled, Ted,

but my department was not
involved in that investigation.

Well, we interviewed
the officers

who carried out
this investigation.

Murder Squad
obtained a statement

from an officer
who was a DC at the time,

stating that the senior
investigating officer,

DI Marcus Thurwell,

advised him
the death was suicide

and anything that didn't fit
should be kept to themselves.

Now, why would Thurwell
be so eager

to prove that it was a suicide?

I haven't the foggiest.

Do you recall the name
Wendy Rider?

Well, I think we all know by now
that I'm hopeless with names.

Wendy Rider
lodged a complaint against you

in respect of her son,
Gregory Rider.

Gregory was a resident
at Sands View Boys' Home

and was allegedly abused
by your best mate Dale Roach.

Right, Ted. Now, this was meant
to be a friendly conversation.

But your DC, whatever her name
is, has just struck a tone

that I don't warm to.

DC Fleming.

My apologies
if I've caused offence.

We are most grateful
for your cooperation, sir.

I knew Councillor Roach
from a distance,

a very great distance.

Going back to your interview
with us on July 7th, you stated,

"These things
would have been looked into."

Do you stand by that statement?

Well, I must've said it
if you've written it down.

Can you inform us how you
investigated the allegations

made by Mrs Rider
against Dale Roach?

- It'll be in the files.
- We looked. It's not.

I was Chief Superintendent,
not the office boy.

If records are missing,
that's nothing to do with me.

Mrs Rider says
that she was informed

that you carried out
this interview yourself,

and that no charge resulted.

Well, that must be because

the allegations against Dale
proved groundless.

- "Dale"?
- Councillor Roach.

Why did you not keep
any records of this?

Here we go again. I was Chief...

Superintendent. Yeah, I know,
but this was your department,

and this was
a very serious allegation

against a prominent,
you know, public individual.

I can't think of any reason
in the world

why you wouldn't have wanted
to be across this yourself,

and why there is no record
of the investigation.

Unless
there was no investigation.

Unless you were sweeping
all this under the carpet

to protect your friend.

Did any of the boys
at Sands View

complain about sexual abuse

to you or any of the officers
you knew of?

God, no. Absolutely not.

- You would have investigated?
- Correct. 100% correct.

You and your solicitor
have a written request

from a police inspector,
independent of this inquiry,

and prior
to this voluntary interview,

requesting your participation in
a video identification process.

Mr Fairbank is reluctant
to submit himself to a process

dependent on what must by now be
extremely unreliable memories.

OK.

DC Fleming.

Item reference ASJ-76

is a newspaper cutting
dated 14 March, '97.

Do you recognise this image?

It's me and Councillor Roach.

What was your connection
with the charity?

Well, I'd be there,
at his invitation, if he thought

there was
a crime-prevention angle.

Keeping young lads this side
of the law... sort of thing.

Item reference ASJ-116.

ASJ-116 is a newspaper clipping
dated 7 August, 1995.

For the tape, I am showing the
interviewee a copy of this item.

Do you recognise the man
in this photo

with you
and Councillor Dale Roach?

I think we all do.

And was he involved
in the charities, too?

I believe so. Some of them, yes.

So,
in addition to the complaints

made about
Councillor Dale Roach,

were there any other complaints
about prominent individuals

involved in sexual assaults
on young people?

Not that I recall.

Right. Because, according to our
colleagues in Operation Yewtree,

there were numerous complaints,

and according to our colleagues
in Operation Midland,

there were numerous complaints.

So, why did you not investigate
any of these?

I don't recall
any specific investigations.

We know there were complaints.

You were meant
to investigate them,

and on 7 July you confessed
that you investigated them.

I must sound like
a stuck record,

but I honestly don't remember.

It's the honest truth.

Were you under pressure
to turn a blind eye?

I don't know how you mean, Ted.

From executive officers
or political interests?

What's put that idea
in your head?

What we have here is Dale Roach
interfering with young boys.

Now, call me a cynic,
but he's a politician,

and they are all born liars.

Then we have
this celebrity up here,

and we all know show business
people have very low morals.

But you were a police officer.

A Chief Superintendent.

I really want to help, Ted, but
I don't see what more I can say.

May I ask, how far
are we going with this today?

Do you have any evidence
to put to Mr Fairbank?

No, this is voluntary. He's just
helping us with our inquiries.

I'm sorry
that I can't fill in the blanks,

but I'm not as sharp as I was.

So you keep saying.

Interview terminated.

Anything else I can do...
don't hesitate to ask.

CCTV showed Danny Waldron
arriving here early,

the morning
after he killed Linus Murphy.

He came in from that direction,

deposited evidence
in a container

and then left in that direction.

- The way back to his flat?
- Yeah.

He laid a trail for us to find
if anything happened to him.

There was an envelope addressed
to me, but it was empty.

Forensics suggest
it contained a note

written immediately
after the murder.

I believe Danny got information
out of Linus Murphy

that enabled him
to compile a list of abusers.

If Danny wrote the list
when he was with Linus,

he must have had it
when he left here.

If that was me,

I'd take the opportunity
to recce a safe spot,

and then hide the list,
or a backup copy,

that night,
under the cover of darkness.

Trust me.

Well, you know
all about concealing evidence.

I mean,
you had to hide 50 grand.

That's not what happened at all.

My God. He's with Denton.

See, the pair of them
are in it together.

See, I told you
we had to watch his every move.

They're retracing Danny's steps.
Why?

Danny's flat is just over
on the next street.

Any further
and he risked being spotted.

I think I know what he did.

Gill.

You decided to proceed with
questioning Patrick Fairbank?

Yeah. I decided to put the man
on the spot myself,

rather than turn it over
to some other department.

- There's conflict of interest.
- How, exactly?

Your affiliation with Fairbank.

I've never put
my personal loyalties

above my professional duty.

You're being naive.
I'm not referring

to any ordinary relationship.

What will it look like
if Fairbank slips any inquiry

and then it's revealed that
the senior investigating officer

is part of the same
closed organisation?

What organisation
are you talking about?

Secret handshakes,
bare trouser legs.

Whatever you're alluding to, I
am not at liberty to discuss it.

No doubt Dale Roach
was part of the same lodge.

We can't have it appear
that you're protecting Fairbank.

Protecting him?

I'm doing my level best
to investigate him!

There's crossover
with other inquiries.

Politically, it would be
expedient to hand over our files

and let Midland and Yewtree
run with it.

I have been informed
of systematic depravity

against children
who were wards of the state

by high-ranking officials
of the state.

Now, how much money are we going
to spend chasing clapped-out DJs

when the people
who knew about this depravity

and/or turned a blind eye to it
and/or were involved in it

are using that power
to cover their tracks?

Individuals, I might add, Gill,
who appointed you.

That's absurd.

Is it?

Is it, really?

Thank you for this file.

Perhaps you could help me
understand why it was doctored.

I'm sorry?

Doctored.

And it was you, Gill...

..who brought me this file...

with crucial pieces
of information omitted.

I can't explain
how that happened.

Well, I can explain it to you.

It happened because it was known
that behind

the seemingly lawful killing
of a violent criminal

there lay a dark secret.

Probably the darkest secret
in our society today.

So, are you going to advise me
who provided you with that file?

Are you doing this on purpose,
Ted?

- Doing what?
- Sophisticated adults

are perfectly capable
of working effectively,

despite personal intimacy,

but clearly you're not
a sophisticated adult.

Clearly, I'm not.

I only see black and white,
with no grey areas in between...

..and anything
that happened between us...

Well, it was a mistake, and we
just have to put it behind us.

You're right. It was a mistake.
But not the biggest you've made.

All we found on our recce
was a churchyard.

Quiet. Secluded. Plenty
of places to hide something.

The only problem
that Danny faced

was finding the exact spot
that he had hidden his list,

days, weeks
or possibly even months later.

What's going on here?

- We're...
- Searching burial records.

- Her?
- We needed a place to work.

- In our home?
- We're searching for evidence.

- Really?
- She's pieced together

how Danny Waldron's mind
worked.

She's had experience
of avoiding coppers.

I'm desperate.

I'm going to get petrol
and some chocolate.

When I come back,
she'd better be gone.

What was the name
of the boys' home, again?

Sands View.

Plot 121: Lenora Sands.

- I'm going alone.
- Steve, don't.

- Need a lift?
- No.

I'll call you
if I find anything.

They're splitting up.

You take Steve.

- DC Fleming.
- Kate, it's me.

Look, Lindsay looked like she'd
led Steve on a wild-goose chase.

Poor bastard.

Yeah, well, don't you feel
too sorry for him.

Why?

That lead on Steve. It looks
like it's gonna pan out.

He really did plant that money
at Lindsay's.

I'm sorry.

I thought you'd want to know
before it's common knowledge.

Yeah. Thanks.

Sorry.

Kate?

You were following me?

- What are you doing here?
- Looking for the list.

For Christ's sake, Steve.
Whatever's going on

between you and Lindsay,
I don't give a shit any more.

Danny was onto something, and
I'm trying to solve this case.

You're not solving anything.
Lindsay's making a tit of you.

You and your new partner
deserve each other.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- There's no list here, Steve.

Then Lindsay's gonna get
what's coming.

Well, she's not the only one.

I trusted you. We were partners.

He's on the first machine.

Thanks.

- Hi, Joe. DC Fleming.
- Yeah, I remember.

I need you
to look at some material

from our inquiry
into Sands View -

photos of individuals of
a certain age and appearance -

to see if one
could be the police officer

you or the other lads
made a complaint to.

OK. Well, show us them, then.

Sorry. There are strict rules
on photographic identification.

You'll need to accompany me
to a police station.

DI Denton. Did this man
come in here, early one morning,

about two months ago?

- I'd have to check.
- Great.

I'm looking at 7 June,
around 8am.

Joe, what is it? Joe? It's OK.

It's OK.

OK.

- All right?
- Oh, I'm fine, thanks.

Steve?

Only me. Lindsay Denton,
I'm arresting you on suspicion

of impersonating
a police officer.

As you're on licence, that means
prison. What a crying shame.

No. Just wait. Wait.

Listen. Right?

Don't take me
to a police station.

I request AC-12.
I'm gonna make a statement.

No skin off my nose.

I thought it was Steve's car -
till I saw the registration.

Yeah, well,
my Ferrari's in the shop,

so I had to get a car-pool job
with the rest of the rabble.

No back roads.
Just stick to the main drag.

Don't worry, I'm not gonna
put my hand on your knee,

if that's what you think.

So, what's all this big news
you've got for us, then?

All in good time.

I said no back roads.

Change of plan.
Nearest station's Polk Avenue.

They can charge you for
impersonating a police officer.

That's you back inside. End of.

OK, listen.

I found Danny Waldron's list.

The VIPs who were abusing boys
at Sands View.

How did you manage that?

It didn't make sense for Danny
to make a hard copy of the list

that could be lost or destroyed.
He'd make an on-line copy.

You'd have seized his computers.

Yeah, obviously.

He'd use a device
that couldn't be traced to him,

and I spotted an internet café
just off his route home.

He used a webcam
on a computer

to capture an image
of the original list.

So, how did you manage
to crack his passwords and that?

You'd harvested his user-names
and passwords on his phone,

computer and on-line accounts.
They're on here.

Fortunately, people recycle
user-names and passwords.

How did you manage to find his
email? We looked everywhere.

Danny was smart enough to keep
the email only as a draft.

If it isn't sent,
it can't be traced.

Thought of everything,
haven't you?

I have, indeed.

I deleted Danny's draft.

The only place that list exists

is as a draft
in my email account.

So, you take me to AC-12
and I'll hand it over.

At a price, naturally.

What price would that be?

My convictions quashed.
A full pardon.

A clean slate? A fresh start?

- Are you making fun of me?
- Actually, I wasn't.

You just take me to AC-12.
All right?

You know what? Don't worry.
I'm gonna call them myself.

Look, AC-12 want nothing
to do with you.

They just want you in prison.

What, you're different somehow,
are you?

I know you took that bribe,
Lindsay.

But you didn't do it
for the money, did you?

You took it because you wanted
to find a young girl...

who was being groomed
by Hunter and his cronies.

- How do you know that?
- 50 grand the first time.

100 grand this time?

- What?
- Face facts, Lindsay.

Your old life?

No. That's a pipe dream.

It's gone.

Yeah, it's sad.

The only way
you can get a fresh start...

Well, do I have to spell it out?

100 grand, and you forget about
all of this. That list included.

All you have to do
is forget about everything.

All of this.

Take the money, you mad bitch,
and stay out of it!

What are you doing?

Why don't you
just take the money?

Because I'm a police officer!

DI Cottan, we are two feet apart
in a confined space.

Frankly, for you,
this is a forensic ground-zero.

Don't do that.

You had four, five people
killed, and me framed.

I expect you had Danny Waldron
killed, too.

And never a single speck
of blood on your hands.

You want to shoot me?

You go ahead.

If it sends you to prison,
that is my job done.

Do not send that message.

You're just a go-between.

You're a weasel.

Other people do your dirty work
for you.

Now, you put that gun away.

You take me to AC-12.

Let's see what they all think
when I bring you in.

When I bring in the Caddy.

No.

No!