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He was halfway out the window

and I stabbed him.

That's not self-defense.

That's murder!

So we can't let them see
the body where it is.

A break-in at one of the big houses

up above the caves.

He might not've been alone.

The priority is for you to find out

what happened to my son.

It's not being looked on as suspicious.

Have you seen my laptop?

It's not here.

Couldn't drag out of her what's wrong.

It's probably some married man

she hasn't told me about yet.

Come over tomorrow

and we can talk about the future.

What are you doing, Angela?

No, I'm not dumping it!

The thing's worth 600-700 quid at least.

Yeah, but if I wipe it fast,

they can't trace it, can they?

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Better.

Highs of 13 or 14 through the afternoon.

For the rest of us, a fresher day ahead

with the cloud and the breeze.

And after a sunny start to the day,

just a few showery outbreaks

moving through the south east--

Coming back in 20.

And the blustery showers

and longer downfalls continue--

Sam?

We're back in ten.

Arnold from Eastbourne, line one.

Sam?

-Sam, back in five, four--
-Sam Hickey in the Afternoon

on LCR.

Welcome back.

More news and sport at
the top of the hour.

Now, we're joined by Arnold from Taunton.

-Hello, Arnold.
-Hello?

Arnold, what did you make

of the leader of the
opposition's performance?

Yeah, this is
performative wokeness, you know,

and, you know, Sam, this is just--

I just need to wipe it, so help me out.

OK, is it open?

Mm-hm.

Go to the login page.

Yeah.

Is there a password?

No, Straight in.

What's next?

So, first
of all, she went vegan

and now she identifies as non-binary

and all that, you see?

Now I was a teenager in the '60s

so I am broad-minded.

Hello?

-Sam?
-Hello?

Mm, yeah.

Well, thanks for that, Marjorie.

And next up we have

Sandra, what are your
thoughts on the issue?

We have totally capitulated, Sam.

It's madness.

Total madness.

People--

It says "boot".

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

All right.

Deleting data.

Did you hit enter?

Yeah.

The screen's gone blank.

Right, that's it.

Is that it?

-Yeah.
-Is that it wiped?

-Yeah.
-Sweet.

And I think it's
an absolute disgrace.

And that's all I'm gonna say!

Okay, Marjorie.

Sandra.

Sandra!

I'm so sorry.

I was so engrossed with
what you were saying

I momentarily forgot who was saying it.

Okay, next up on the line we have--

Kaseem.

Kaseem.

Kaseem, are you there?

Yeah, hello?

Sorry about that.

Just endless texts from Rebecca

you know, about the whole thing.

Gotta run, Ron.

What is this place?

Christ, is this the one?

It's gotta be, oh!

Come on!

All go well?

Do you know who I am, son?

Yeah.

Have a sit down.

Where'd you get money so fast?

I dunno.

"I dunno".

The break-in the other night.

You know anything about that?

No.

No, I swear.

If you're lying to me, you little shit--

I'm not.

Go on, then.

Off you go.

You OK to talk?

I think we've found our other intruder.

Angela.

We still on for tonight?

Yes, yes.

Any chance we can push it back?

No, we said 7.00.

Okay.

Yes.

Great, well, I'll see you then.

Okay, yeah.

See you then, yeah.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

Hey!

Get in the car.

Fuck off.

What?

Look, I know who you are.

I know you know who I am.

I just wanna talk.

Just fuck off, you twat.

Jesus Christ.

I know you stole the laptop.

Look, I don't wanna be here

any more than you do,

but we're on the same side.

Look, what happened, happened,

and nothing, I mean nothing,

is gonna bring your friend back.

I don't care what I saw.

I'm not saying fuck all.

Good, good.

Okay.

So, if you just give me the laptop back

then I can go.

I sold it.

Sorry, what?

I wiped it first, like,
I'm not an idiot, so.

What, wiped it for fingerprints?

No.

I mean I wiped the drive so no-one

can trace where it came from.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm gonna bounce, man.

It's beautiful, Mr Khalil.

Your son was an amazing artist.

He wasted his time on superheroes

and comics, you know,

but his architectural sketches

were very good.

This week, he was to sit his

A-level in Design and Technology.

So.

I'm sorry, Mr Khalil.

Mr Khalil, why are you showing me this?

Officer, I just know

my son wouldn't attack a man.

I know this.

I know my son.

Like I explained,

my job is to gather information

from the families

-to maintain--
-I know all that,

but there's no way my son

would break into a house

unless someone was leading him on.

The investigating officers,
they considered that,

and they dismissed the idea.

There was a forensic examination.

You think they looked at everything?

You think, if it had been a white boy

lying dead up at that house--

My job is to liaise between the families--

Don't give me the textbook.

I've heard the textbook!

Mr Khalil?

Haalim.

I'm not leading the investigation,

but I am part of the investigation

and I can feed any new
information that you have.

So, why are you showing me this book?

Look at this.

What am I looking at?

The names at the bottom.

They could be local gang members,

or, I mean, they could be street names,

but surely they could be traced?

They're cartoon characters.

"Mick And Sasquatch",
it's a cartoon series,

on Netflix, I think.

We are doing all we can.

We really are.

Now, if you think of anything else

then be sure to give me a call.

You make sure to call me.

My son would never break into a house,

unless someone else was--

Haalim.

Unless someone led him on--

But he would never, never attack someone!

I know this.

Have you heard of the paradox of value?

I'm sorry?

It's a little paradox.

I give it to my economics students.

You know, diamonds are
worth more than water?

A tiny diamond is worth more

than a drop of water, yeah?

In fact, a diamond is worth more

than several buckets of water,

even though the water could save a life

and the diamond is, basically, useless.

They call it the paradox of value.

What about human life?

How much is human life
worth, do you think?

I looked it up.

Insurers have valued it at about £300,000.

If a soldier dies in
Iraq, or in Afghanistan

they pay the family about
quarter of a million.

How much is my son's life worth, officer?

Hi?

Hi.

Listen, I'm just gonna
have to stay out here

until I find this guy.

Even if it takes all night, sorry.

Yeah, you do what you have to do.

It's important, yeah.

Find the guy, have a proper chat,

get the laptop back.

-Yeah.
-Yeah.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Everyone's treating me
like I'm made of glass,

which is good, I suppose.

Except Angela.

She's being weird.

Really?

Weird how?

I don't know.

I thinks it's just the shock.

Oh, she's probably got
some married man on the go

she'll be telling me about soon,

so she'll soon forget about it all.

Right.

Yeah, right.

Okay, well, I'll tell
you if I find the guy.

Okay.

Okay, bye.

Angela.

Sam.

Oh.

Okay.

Angela--

It's so good to see you.

Right, I knew--

Angela!

Come on.

Angela.

Angela!

You must be starving.

I could eat a scabby horse.

Angela!

There's wine out.

You can keep your jacket on.

I won't be long.

Where's the keys?

-I'm always losing my keys.
-Angela!

How was the radio show?

I haven't listened yet.

Angela!

Yeah?

Oh, for God's sake.

Okay.

Look, I came over to say

I know what you're doing!

You can't use what
happened the other night

-to try to, to-
-To, to?

To drive you and Rebecca apart?

But I am doing that.

Where did you say you
were this evening, Sam?

Staying late at work?

Poor Rebecca.

She's probably sat there right now,

suspecting you lied,
but not quite knowing.

Soon she'll be spying on you,

going through your phone.

It's only a matter of
time before she finds out.

I've told you!

It was a massive mistake.

I am not leaving my wife!

Yes, you are.

Can't you see?

It's like that poor young boy died for us.

Come on.

Angela.

Angela.

Angela!

-Angela!

Come--

Angela, come back to the cottage!

Angela, let's just talk about this

like rational human beings.

I'm not a rational human being.

That's what gives me the upper hand.

Angela!

Do you remember the first
time you came out here?

And you told Rebecca you
were with your parents.

And you were so worried she'd call them.

We were standing right here

when you promised me you'd leave her.

Do you remember we kissed
over there by those caves,

and we saw those teenagers doing drugs?

So romantic!

Angela!

For God's sake, come on.

Keep up, Samuel!

Angela.

Angela!

You think you're holding the
fucking trump card, don't you?

Don't you?

Well, you're not!

You're not!

You're holding a fucking grenade

and if you pull the
pin, you'll blow up too.

You breathe a word of this to anybody--

I'll go to prison too.

I know.

I'll go to prison, too.

If I tell anyone

that you killed that boy!

Angela!

And it wasn't self-defence!

Then I'll go down, too.

If I tell anyone,

He was trying to get away

and you stabbed him in the back,

then we'll both go to prison!

We'll both go, because

I helped you fake evidence!

-I did it!
-Shut up!

Shut up!

What are you gonna do?

Bash my brains in with a rock

and hope those ramblers don't see?

I don't think so.

Don't you just love it out here?

It's like another world.

I'm starving now.

Angela.

Angela.

Hi, Jen.

Table for two, please, love.

Great.

Thanks.

Okay.

Angela, this is absolutely ridiculous.

Okay?

Hi.

Can I order a bottle of
the Carbonnieux Blanc?

And I think we already know what we want.

Can we both get the crab, please?

No starters, just straight to it.

Great.

Honestly, they don't
even dress the crab here,

just drag it straight out of the sea

and into the boiler.

But it does come in the shell,

so you do have to prise it open.

You have to get right
in there with your knife.

This is insane, and I'm leaving.

Great, lovely, thanks, ta.

I'll do that.

This whole charade is over.

That's enough, Okay?

Angela, you are mentally unstable,

you're an alcoholic and you need help.

You know that head detective?

Well, he doesn't seem like the type

to dig or delve too much to me.

So I don't think we
need to worry about him.

Look, I know you're angry,

-and I'm sorry.
-But the other one,

Bailey or Bradley, or whoever she is.

I mean, she's not even
leading the investigation,

but she just seemed
really, really curious.

Lovely.

Thank you.

Thanks, Jen.

Mm.

You know, I reckon all she'd need

is a nudge in the right direction.

A teeny bit of new information,

and she'd crack this thing wide open.

Who can tell me the term we use

for the idea that the worth of something

is related to the work
put into its creation?

Labour theory?

The labour theory of value?

Who famously rejected and
criticised the utility theory?

I'll give you a clue.

The most famous economist
of the 18th century.

Anyone?

Good God!

You covered these topics
in the last lecture!

Ah, but no, I remember now.

It's all coming back to me.

The last lecture was cancelled

because you weren't there!

None of you!

So you all troop along to your tutorial,

because you know you have to be here,

and you hope

that I won't pick on you.

But I am picking on you!

Well, it's not much to go on,

but this is excellent, Mr Khalil.

It's all vital pieces that the team

can put together to form a bigger picture.

What I'll do is, I'll log
this as evidence and--

No.

Enough of trusting the team.

They're doing nothing and you know it.

You have to follow this up.

Haalim, it's just a letter.

It could be anything.

It could be a first name,
could be a second name.

It could be a nickname.

It could be a deliberately random letter,

I mean, your son was a smart lad.

Oh, this is ridiculous.

You people are just petty bureaucrats.

Have you tried to call it?

No, of course not.

I called you,

expecting you or your
proper department would--

The number you have dialled

has not been recognised.

Please check and dial again.

Yeah.

They usually chuck them
away when they've used them.

That's the whole point, really.

But, you're right, it might be useful.

Ms Hickey?

I'm James Fitzgerald.

You remember me?

I do.

Last time I saw you, you were a teenager.

What do you want, Mr Fitzgerald?

Oh, please, everyone calls me Fitz.

I know.

Is there somewhere we can go to talk?

What do you want?

I know what happened, up
at your house with the boy.

And the police know, too.

We can talk in the car, if you like?

And I know someone who can
help you in your predicament.

I can scream very loudly.

I know.

I remember.

We've got far less money than you'd think.

Having a house custom built is expensive.

No, that's not how this is gonna go.

You remember my farm?

It hasn't changed a bit.

Also, it hasn't been
profitable for about 25 years.

So I have to pursue other

business opportunities
in the local community.

I have an arrangement
with the local police

where they focus on important matters.

Rapists, paedophiles.

There's plenty to focus on

with the world being the way it is

without bothering an old farmer

trying to make ends meet.

Course, I think you know all this,

'cause someone's been digging around

from that rag you work for.

I think that might be you.

You had quite the story.

But now we find ourselves
in new territory.

One of the lads who broke into your house,

well, it turns out he was getting money

to buy some of my produce.

The police knew you were lying

as soon as they looked at the scene.

So, if the police started looking

into your case any further,

it would lead them to look

into all kinds of dark corners.

Are you threatening me?

No, no.

No, I'm offering you and your husband

a chance to look after yourselves.

I can lean on the chief to lean on the SIO

and all this whole thing can go away.

Shouldn't be a problem.

Young Asian lad,

not many around here will miss him.

But if you insist on being
the crusading journalist,

there won't be anything I can do.

Are we clear?

We're clear.

I'll drop the story.

I trust in return that
the police won't dig

too much into what happened at my house?

There's no reason we can't
become friends, Rebecca.

We're nearly neighbours, after all.

If there's anything you need,

anything at all,

you come and find me.

Hey, you got a second?

What is it?

Oh, actually, come and
have a quick fag with me.

I've found a great new secret spot.

It's great.

Its door's never locked.

And as long as you keep it wedged open,

you can go in and out whenever you like.

It stops all that God awful

faffing about, going back and forth

through security every time you want

to nip out for a quick fag.

Sorry, what was it you
wanted to talk to me about?

Mum, I'm at work.

No, but I'm still busy.

Anyway, I thought you'd
be watching "Neighbours".

Mum, I'm not gonna be able
to make it up this weekend.

No, I'm sorry.

But I tell you what, let's have

a proper chat when I get home.

Yes.

Right.

Yeah.

Yeah, I love you, too.

Bye.

My God, did he hurt you?

No.

Did he threaten you?

No, no, no, no, no.

It wasn't like that.

He was business-like.

Look, I'm sure he won't
do anything as long as.

That's what I wanted to say.

I don't wanna pursue the story about him.

Of course.

I mean, obviously.

Oh, thank God.

I was worried you wouldn't understand.

God, no, of course!

I understand completely.

I'll talk to Mark.

Mark loves me.

I'll tell him

the source has fallen through.

No source, no story.

Oh, thanks, Angela.

You're,

I can't tell you how great
it's been to have you around.

Babe!

Come on.

I've got your back.

We'll sort this out, all right?

Hello?

I know you're in there.

I wondered if I could have a word.

Who is it?

Police.

Fuck.

I just got moved down from the seafront.

-I nowhere to go.
-Okay.

-I harm nobody.
-It's Okay.

I just wanted to talk
to you about something.

I move.

-I move.
-No, no, no, no.

There's no need for that.

I just wanted to talk to about

whether you saw anything the other night.

Were you aware there's been a break in

just up the beach there?

I don't see anything.

I don't want to talk about anything.

Sorry.

Okay.

Well, I can't force you.

You've got all the mod cons, haven't you?

Proper little Bear Grylls.

What kind of bear?

Oh, it doesn't matter.

So, do you get much work round here or?

Some fruit picking in summer, but

usually fuck all.

I'm out having a smoke,

and I hear, like, running and I think,

"Fuck, who knows who this is?"

and go to go back in,

but the guy is moving super fast,

so I don't make it.

What did this guy look like?

Maybe dark hair, I don't know.

At night you can't see anything.

What was he wearing?

Like a jacket with a
bird on it or something.

He was a young guy, though,

and fit to run so fast.

All right, cheers.

Thanks.

You stay safe, eh?

Ron?

Ron!

Hi!

It is you.

-Hello.
-Oh!

What a coincidence!

Oh, it's good to see you.

Okay.

You know these guys, remember?

-Good to see you again.
-Oh, my God!

How are you?

I can't believe you're having

a fucking party without me.

Well, it's a work do, so.

God, boring.

I've come just at the
right time then, haven't I?

I'll have a double gin
to catch up with you lot.

What are you going to have?

I mean, you were there.

You remember, Ron?

I mean, I was there later.

I saw the whole fucking thing.

It was fucking horrible.

We basically had to lie,

not lie as such, but lie.

I mean, if people in here knew,

I mean, if this lot fucking knew,

there'd be fucking murder.

I mean, you were lucky
you left early, Ron.

You didn't see the blood--

Let's change the subject, yeah?

I know, but, like,

what I'm saying is, right.

Sorry, don't mind me.

Yeah, it was all a bit random.

Right.

She said a lot about, you know,

how that night she was there,

and how she'd seen what happened.

The aftermath of it or,

to be honest with you, mate,

I couldn't make out what
she was talking about.

God.

Okay, well, look, to be honest, Ron,

and, this comes mainly from Rebecca,

but, yes, she has had
stability issues in the past.

So.

Yeah.

Okay.

Angela!

Open the fucking door!

Angela!

I know you're in there!

You fucking arrogant prick!

You think you can come over here

and tell me what to do?

You don't fucking tell me what to do.

I tell you what to do.

-Fuck--
-You're fucking hurting me!

Get off!

Fucking stop it!

Stop it!

You will not ruin my life!

You will not ruin my marriage!

You will not say anything to anyone

that puts me in danger,
or Rebecca in danger!

Do you understand?

Do you understand me?

Yes.

I'm sorry, Sam.

I'm so sorry.

I am sorry.

I'm sorry, Sam.

What is your definition, Geoff?

-It's not about racism.
-Geoff, Geoff, Geoff, Geoff.

Or racialism--

I'm not cutting you off,

I'm putting you on hold.

I want to know what your definition

of "British culture" is, Geoff.

That's a definition, not an example,

like warm beer or cricket

or watching the Queen's speech

or liking "Only Fools and Horses".

-That's a definition,

so we can all know what it is

we're supposed to be
defending or protecting.

Okay, Geoff?

Take it away, my friend.

Sam, you insult white people,

but it's mostly white
people in this country--

Okay, I have cut Geoff off now.

It seems to me that it's impossible

for people like Geoff,

and I love you like a
brother, Geoff, I really do,

but it seems impossible for people

to define what it is they mean,

so we can all know what it is

we're supposed to be preserving.

Okay, I think we've got time

for one more call before the news,

and that is Lorraine.

Hello, Lorraine.

Hi, Sam.

Hi, what are your thoughts
on this issue, Lorraine?

I think there's lots

going on in the world we don't understand,

don't you think, Sam?

So much of what people
say is just not true,

and so much of what's
really going on gets hidden,

just below the surface.

Um--

I think we've actually gotta,

go to the news now, actually.

I actually would love to squeeze a,

another caller in.

The truth always
comes out, doesn't it?

People think that something's over,

that it's buried,

but the truth always comes out.

Okay, we have now run out of time.

Um.

We'll be back for your news and sport.

London Chat Radio.

Rebecca, it was a stupid thing I did

for six weeks, a year ago.

That's why you didn't wanna move out here.

I'm sorry.

Why now?

Why tell me now?

Rebecca, we are in big trouble.

Angela has been telling
people about what happened.

We need to stop her.

I know you're angry at me

and we can deal with that later,

but we must do something about Angela.

Rebecca, you need to
call her and let her know

that I've told you about me and her.

I have an idea about how to end this,

but I need your help.

So what's your grand plan?

Angela always has pills in her cottage.

A lot of sleeping pills.

We just have to get the pills into her.

Why are they forcing you off this case?

You on top of this copper?

She's nothing.

She's not even part of the investigation.

Stick her on the payroll?

No, she's do-gooder material.

I listened to your husband's show today.

He sounded drunk to me.

I trust that you'll be able to keep

that husband of yours in line?

We need to keep an eye on the Hickeys.