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♪ It's all right ♪

♪ it's okay ♪

♪ it doesn't really matter
if you're old and grey ♪

♪ it's all right ♪

♪ I say, it's okay ♪

♪ listen to what I say ♪

♪ it's all right ♪

♪ doing fine ♪

♪ doesn't really matter
if the sun don't shine ♪

♪ it's all right ♪

♪ I say, it's okay ♪

♪ we're getting to
the end of the day ♪

[Upbeat dance music]

We're gonna be about as
popular as a fart in a space suit.

Can we go home now?

Yeah, you might
just enjoy yourselves.

You can come in,

but you lot, no way.

The strip club's
around the corner.

Yeah, they're with me.

And we're on business.

[Upbeat dance music]

Oi oi, put it away.

If you've got it, flaunt it,

do you know what I mean?

- Hey girls.
- Steve.

[Steve] What?

You're lowering the tone.

Sorry [mumbles].

Right, four years ago,

the 10th of November 2010,

28 year old trauma
surgeon, Lydia dryden,

came here after work to
unwind with some colleagues.

She worked in the
a&E round the corner,

this was her local.

It was a Wednesday,
she'd been here an hour,

and she was due in
theatre the next morning.

At 11:53 she went outside.

But the camera only covered
the queue and the door,

as soon as she crossed the road

she was out of sight, and
never seen alive again.

She was found dead, strangled
in her flat 12 hours later,

what happened
between is a blank.

[Gerry] Where did she live?

[Sasha] Bloomsbury.

Well, that's in distance.

She walked on busy streets
and she wasn't caught on camera.

No, but there were
plenty of side routes

she could of taken that
don't have coverage.

But first, take a look at this.

We need to find this man,

I'll tell you why when
we get to Lydia's flat.

When Lydia didn't show for work,

her sister, Katya,
came here to check,

found her in her flat
on the second floor.

No ligature,
bruising to the neck

suggesting that she'd
been strangled by hand.

By the bloke in the e-fit?

The original inquiry
ran into the sand,

but the local paper
recently did a feature

trying to jog people's memories.

A couple of kids used
to play football over there,

they said that they saw
a man hanging around

for about a month in a dark car.

And sometimes he slept in it.

We're here at midnight on
the say so of a couple of kids?

Brilliant.

Lydia's neighbour, Janet,

complained of
exactly the same thing.

She said she saw a man
staring up at her at the flat,

she thought he was stalking her.

Nobody took Janet
seriously though.

Why not?

She was a lithium addict.

This gets better and better.

Yeah, but the windows of
the flat are next to each other,

so if the man was hid in
his car he'd be out of sight,

it's a perfect vantage point.

Time of death
between one and four,

fully clothed, no sex involved.

[Sasha] And no
forced entry into the flat.

So it was friends,
family, boyfriend?

No boyfriend since university.

Did she ever pick
anybody up at the bar?

Yeah, that was the
focus of the first inquiry,

but nothing came of it.

Who did they like for it?

There were no decent
forensics or DNA,

the investigation stalled.

All we've got is the e-fit?

Yes Danny, the
e-fit is all we've got.

But we like a
challenge, don't we?

[Mellow music]

[Cat meows]

[Cat meows]

[Cat meows]

[Cat meows]

It's wonderful, it's...

Wonderful, that you're
reopening this investigation.

The other people,
the detectives,

what were their names darling?

Harper and Robson.

They gave up far too easily,

we never got the sense
they'd grasped the nettle.

I understand you're all doctors?

Used to be,

I work in art conservation now.

And Hugh and I are
oncologist surgeons,

so we're not
addressed as doctors,

plain old mr and Ms.

It's confusing, but the way

to remember it is the old joke.

A surgeon in theatre
says, "a scalpel, nurse."

She says, "sister, doctor."

He says, "mister,
sister." [Laughs]

Lydia was six years
into her surgical training

and worked at the hospital,

did she enjoy her job?

Lydia loved the thrill
of acute medicine.

Competition for a surgical
place must be fierce,

did you pull strings
to get her there?

We would never interfere to
give the girls an advantage.

And yet, miraculously,

she ended up at a prestigious
London teaching hospital,

rather than, say,
one in scunthorpe.

They stand in their own shoes,

Lydia got her place on merit.

Katya, why did
you leave medicine?

Priorities changed after Lydia.

Were you in London in 2010?

Yes.

I didn't see enough of her,

I was working in kings
on the other side of town.

Did she have issues at work?

Look, we told hooper and-

Harper and Robson.

Harper and Robson, everything
that we knew at the time.

There was no mention
of boyfriends, partners.

There are greater
priorities in life,

succeeding in medicine
is harder than ever.

Do you recognise this man?

Is this the man who...

Do you recognise him mr dryden?

It's okay dad.

Sorry,

it never ends.

These kids suddenly
remember they saw

this mystery man
asleep in a car,

and we're supposed
to take them seriously?

And you can bet your
life that lithium Janet

was off her meds when she
phoned in about seeing someone.

[Steve] Oh yeah.

In the meantime, we're
trollying down here

on a totally pointless...

Are you listening
to any of this?

[Steve] Yeah.

Can you give us five grand

and pay me bar bill for a year?

Course good fellow, yeah.

- Oi.
- What?

Good morning.

Can you hold that door?

[Mumbles] In the last
cubicle, on the left.

All right, thank you.

[Patient] What have
you done with her?

[Bobby] She's in recovery now,

you'll be able to see
her in a few hours.

[Patient] I wanna
talk to a proper doctor,

not somebody
straight off the boat.

You people are ruining
this country [spits].

Oi, right you.

That's enough, let's go.

Leave it.

Oi.

Does that happen quite often?

Everyone likes to have a shout

at public sector servants
after a few cans of electric soup.

Sorry.

Never seen him.

But you did know Lydia?

You were the consultant and
she was on the surgical team.

Sure, sadly she was only with us

for nine months before she died.

And I wouldn't claim to know her

as well as some of the others.

No, we're trying
to contact everyone

who was here at the time.

Staff move about, but Lydia
was a valued colleague.

It's awful.

How did you two get on?

She was very accomplished.

Mr [mumbles].

Thank you.

In truth, I hardly knew her,

hundreds of doctors pass
through the department.

Yeah, but this one was murdered,

that would stick in your mind.

Yeah, but they all look the
same in their white coats.

There's a factory somewhere

pumping out impeccably
educated proficient young doctors.

And do you come
from that factory?

My parents aren't
prominent surgeons.

Ah.

Now at the time you
said that you weren't

at the 393 bar the
night she was killed.

I wasn't.

Did you ever socialise?

No.

Then how do you unwind?

Me?

Sleep.

Oh.

[Loudspeaker] Adult
trauma call, three minutes.

I must go,

but I'll make sure this
picture is circulated.

Thanks very much.

[Mellow music]

Oh, there you are,
where have you been?

I had to wait for the local plod

to take Matey off down the Nick.

I'm trying to get the
low down on Lydia

from the rest of the staff.

And?

Well, most of them
weren't here when she was,

and those that were are
not that keen to dish the dirt

on a dead colleague,
you know what I mean?

Same here.

But they all say she
was kind, steady,

conscientious,
everybody loved her.

Except the person that
strangled her of course.

Listen, if you're
talking to the boss,

tell her I'm gonna hang
around here for a bit.

No, I'm playing this game.

Look at this.

You have to get
these coloured blocks

into the holes at
the bottom right.

Fascinating.

And then these blobs
of snow come down

and try and stop you.

See you later, all right.

Yeah, see you later, okay Gerry.

Shit.

[Mellow music]

How did it go with the family?

Denial, laughter, tears.

I wasn't asking about you.

The mother's tough as nail,

the father's just emotional,

and the sister gave
up a career in medicine

to work in restoration.

Interesting career progression.

And Danny was incredibly
rude to all of them.

Where's Gerry?

He's still down at a$e,

he must be getting them
to check his irritable bowel.

But no luck on the e-fit,

and still no matches on
any of their databases.

The family didn't
recognise him either.

I did find this though,

have a look at this boss.

Now look.

This is a tribute site to Lydia.

Most of the folks
in these photos

do match their witness
statements to a t.

[Sasha] Do you recognise them?

Well, yeah, everybody
except for this guy,

and here he is...

I've never seen him before.

This was taken at
her sister's birthday

ten weeks before she died.

Yeah, but the
party was at a pub,

he must've just been a punter

who was there at the same time.

We should still trace
him all the same.

Yeah.

You fancy a cup of splosh?

Nah, I'm trying to cut back.

Tannin drains the
iron from your body,

gives you anaemia.

Gerry's had amnesia for years,

never did him any harm.

You're not funny,

even for a scot.

Well, who pissed in
your handbag today?

He's depressed.

- I'm not depressed.
- [Phone rings]

Don't bandy the term
depression around.

It plays right into the hands

of the big pharmaceutical
companies,

and they can just
keep you medicated

whenever they feel like it.

Sorry.

What is it Danny?

Holly's gone to university.

Ah.

Those tuition fees
will get you every time.

[Mellow music]

Gerry, what did
the doctors tell you?

Sod the doctors,

if you wanna know
what's going in the hospital

you talk to the support staff.

They remember Lydia?

Yeah, of course, she
was gorgeous, wasn't she?

And the rumour is that she was

playing hide the thermometer
with a surgeon called devlin.

What's your proof Gerry?

Well, one of the porters
walked in on them,

they weren't exactly at it.

But she was crying
and he was hugging her.

[Sasha] Can anyone
else corroborate.

No.

It's not enough.

Well, four other people saw him

dropping her off in his Audi.

And they reckon that he
used to park around the corner,

presumably so no
one would see them.

[Sasha] I need to
speak to this devlin.

Lawrence devlin is a trauma
lead and orthopaedic surgeon,

specialising is
wound management,

chest wall injuries
and amputations.

And he still had
time to cuddle up

to a woman half his age.

[Mellow music]

Please.

They're my wife's, she
has a studio upstairs.

She's a photographer?

A photo journalist.

How can I help?

Tell me about Lydia dryden.

She was on my firm
for almost a year,

very capable, eager to learn.

Quick hands, like her father.

You know Hugh?

He's a legend,

albeit one who can't remember

which side of the
road to drive on.

His wife won't let
him near a vehicle,

but he's a top-draw surgeon.

You know Monica too?

She taught me,
it's a small world.

A very intense world
as well, I'd imagine.

High pressure, life
or death situations.

Your firm must be very close.

It's the best way, you
have to work as one.

Were you and Lydia close?

Sorry, I didn't realise
we had company.

This is my wife, Nicole hunter.

Hi.

Please don't go, we were
discussing Lydia dryden.

Did you know her?

No.

Obviously I heard.

Yeah, we were just
interested to learn

about the close
working relationships

within a surgical team.

Nic wouldn't know
anything about that.

He doesn't let me
anywhere near his theatre.

No place for a camera.

Was Lydia highly strung?

Not at all.

Did she cry a lot?

You spent a lot
of time together,

there must've been
some thwart moments.

She didn't ever come to
you and cry on your shoulder?

Are you trying to embarrass me?

Hospitals thrive on gossip,

of which I'm sure there was
no shortage about me and Lydia.

Pray, pay no attention to it.

So you have nothing to tell us?

No.

But I can see you're just
dying to sling some mud.

Why would there be
gossip about you and Lydia?

Lydia once partnered me on

an operation that
went badly wrong.

She was naturally upset.

So you hugged her?

We're not robots.

What was this operation?

An emergency c-section.

Mother was young but obese,

pulmonary embolism,

we lost her and the baby.

It fell to Lydia to
inform the husband,

who was extremely upset and
became aggressive towards her.

I had to comfort her.

Why didn't you volunteer

this information
to the first inquiry.

Patients die in
hospitals, it's hardly news.

We will need to
check the details.

If you want patient information

you'll have to talk
to the care trust.

[Embolism] You're
not going to tell us?

No, and nor will they
without a court order.

And if you're trying
to imply anything,

Lawrence told me
all about the incident,

and how he had
to reassure Lydia.

What make of car do you drive?

[Lawrence] Well, I don't see

what that has to
do with anything.

Did Lydia like your Audi?

You are extremely rude.

She's just doing her job.

Now where were
you both on the night

of November 10th, 2010?

She was having dinner
with friends in London,

he was at a surgical
conference in Leeds.

But trying to comfort her?

We don't know that
there's anything going on

between him and Lydia.

His wife was right
there in front of him

while he lied to us.

You virtually accused
him of having an affair.

He could make a complaint.

He's a big boy, I'm
sure he can laugh it off.

Check their alibis,
I want a full search,

especially on him.

Police and opensource.

I'll get onto the hospital

about that operation
that went sour too.

Grieving husband with a grudge,

could be our stalker.

[Mellow music]

[Loud drilling]

[Mellow music]

[Drilling]

Katya?

Sorry to bother you Katya,

just got a couple
of things to ask.

Sure.

Do you recognise
this man at all?

He was at your birthday
party chatting to Lydia.

He was probably a random,

someone who got talking to her.

[Sasha] Probably.

I don't know who he is.

Well, they knew each other,

look at them, they
were friends at least.

If you say so, but I
don't recognise him.

What about Lawrence devlin?

He was trauma surgeon
where Lydia worked.

Were he and Lydia close?

Were they shagging you mean?

I doubt it, Lydia was clever,

she wouldn't sleep
on her doorstep.

Lydia did a c-section
under his care,

ended in a double fatality.

She got very emotional.

She never mentioned it.

Strange.

What are you driving at?

You were sisters,

both had careers in
medicine, mutual interests,

shared nights out.

And yet, you seem to
know nothing about her.

We weren't intimate
and I am glad.

[Mumbles] Girls following
the family footsteps,

doesn't leave much room.

You've gotta keep
something for yourself.

Is that why you left medicine?

I took some time off
after a ski accident,

and then with what
happened to Lydia

life lost it's lustre and
medicine paid the price.

If there was some intrigue,

some secret I could
lead you to then I would,

but there's nothing.

She was lovely, she worked hard,

she enjoyed a good night out,

just like the rest of us.

Then she got killed.

[Holly] Hi.

This is Holly, you
know what to do.

Hi, it's dad [chuckles].

Sorry, I touched
the wrong number,

I meant to speak to
Henry about a tin of paint.

Anyway, doesn't matter.

I hope you're well and I'll...

Well, I'll speak to you soon.

Right.

Come on, quick, he'll
be back in in a second.

Oh, this biro's running out.

Oh no.

Oh he will, he'll love it.

- I'm not showing that.
- Shh.

Private joke?

No, Danny, what it is,

is we're worried about you.

Yeah, it's gonna be hard now
that Holly's gone to college,

when my three girls left me-

yeah, he gave them a suitcase

and changed the
locks of the house.

No seriously, we...

Well, it's a difficult time,

so we've come up with five ideas

that we can all do together.

Yeah, and then you
pick one out of the tin

and that's what
we do that night.

You don't need to do this.

[Sasha] Oh, come on.

Listen, what were
you doing last night?

I bet it was home
alone with a tin of beans,

and a bottle of blue nut.

Pick a ticket now.

Go on.

You know you want to.

Come on.

Good boy.

What do you got?

[Mellow music]

[Upbeat music]

Hot damn, I'm
throwing rocks tonight.

First [mumbles] to the
youngsters [laughs].

We're getting annihilated.

[Sasha] More drinks?

- Yeah, definitely.
- Yeah, I'll have a pint.

Thanks for doing this,
it's been fun almost.

Come on Dan,

the university
years will fly back.

She'll be back
before you know it.

Yeah, and she was
born after the boom,

now there's tuition fees,

she'll never be able
to afford her own place.

Ten years time,

you'll be desperate to get
her back out your house.

Right, a quick cigarette.

[Steve] Okay, you little beauty.

Come to daddy.

Mm.

Ah.

Sorry, I couldn't resist.

I've been getting
these awful headaches.

It's called cold Turkey,

it means you're a junkie.

It's only tea Danny.

All the same, be careful,

it's a gateway drug.

Next step it's
horlicks, ovaltine.

Before you know it, you're
free facing cup-a-soups.

When my kids left home

I didn't know who
I was for a while.

We don't have to do this.

You never stop being a parent.

Come on, let's roll.

You and me this time.

[Upbeat music]

Four straights in a
row, that is unreal.

I believe the expression is,

you mess with the best,
you go down with the rest.

Yeah, beginners luck pal,

it'll soon wear off.

Whoever heard of
anyone killing their doctor.

The other way around, yeah,

that's all fair and legal.

No, this is meant
to be Danny's night,

we are not talking shop.

All right, sorry.

Yeah, but if you thought
a doctor had messed up,

and killed the person you love,

that's a powerful motive.

Yeah, well, good luck

getting information
out the hospital.

They look after their own,

a wall of silence.

[Sasha clears throat]

You put me off then.

What have we got on devlin?

His wife Nicole's my pick,

she's a wrong'UN.

Her alibi said she was

out that night we
three mates, right?

The one I phoned and talked to

says he was no
where near the place.

While I'm waiting for the
other two to phone back,

I do a few proper checks.

Once upon a time, Nicole was
engaged to a bloke in Bristol,

she came home one night,

found him doing the
dirty with a mate of hers.

Went berserk, attacked
the pair of them,

and got herself a
restraining order.

So maybe doesn't
like being cheated on.

No one likes being cheated on.

If the surgeon
was stiffing Lydia,

Nicole is not
likely to take it well.

[Mellow music]

[Door slams]

Sorry for the mess,

we had a party.

Not a domestic?

What were you
arguing about Nicole?

Nothing.

Everything.

Where's your husband?

He flew out to
Syria this morning.

The day after we came
round to ask questions?

He's an emergency
volunteer for a medical charity

that works in conflict zones.

[Sasha] Was this a long
standing arrangement?

We got the call last night,

the situation's pretty
desperate there now.

When's he due back?

Revolution's pretty
hard to set your diary by.

How did you two meet?

2nd Congo civil war, 2001.

I was a media [mumbles].

[Mumbles] Didn't
want to intervene,

but they were
desperate for pictures

of children with
their limbs hacked off.

These are very powerful.

They're pointless.

Pornography of despair.

Capturing the pain of
others is an exercise in futility.

Horrors remain and
the story stays the same.

I need you to tell
me the truth Nicole,

your alibi is wobbling.

- How?
- You tell me.

What happened in Bristol?

All my dirty linen?

You've got one hell
of a temper Nicole.

I was 23,

the man I thought I was gonna

spend the rest of my
life with cheated on me.

Has Lawrence ever
cheated on you?

You're just
shooting in the dark.

Was he sleeping with Lydia?

You really don't care
what damage you do.

Answer the question.

He was her father.

[Mellow music]

He told me last night.

Lawrence was a houseman,

I was his registrar,
we got very close.

[Sasha] Then you fell
pregnant with Lydia.

I was alone in London
from Poland, no family.

And married Hugh,
he was much older,

he's a remarkable doctor
too but he's like a child.

Did Hugh find out
about your relationship?

Nobody did.

We weren't proud, didn't parade.

We fell in love.

Did Lydia find out?

Eventually.

Lawrence and I broke contact

when I discovered the pregnancy,

but he still saw me and Lydia
from time to time by chance.

Picnics, functions.

How did Lydia
find out the truth?

She'd always been suspicious,

had the sense that...

Hugh wasn't her
biological father,

it's a common teenage fantasy.

It become our joke, just for us.

And I'd say, "George Clooney,

suleman rashdi, the manager
of Manchester united."

It was fun in the end.

Then fate tripped us up.

Lydia went to Lawrence's
firm and it became obvious,

we had to tell her.

Will you be long because
I need a lift to the station.

Ten minutes.

That tie doesn't
work, go and change.

Yeah okay.

But hurry, please.

When was this exactly?

February before she died.

We took her out for
dinner, and she became...

Enormously distressed.

Lawrence never had
children of his own,

it's his tragedy.

He tried to get to know her,

wanted to make it all right.

But she was never
reconciled to him.

You should've told your family.

Why would I want
to destroy them?

This is my problem,
it's not for them to bare.

Lydia's world had
turned upside down,

she wouldn't have made
good decisions at work or play.

And the whole family
has been lying to us.

A secret like this
is like a time bomb,

what if Katya knew, or Hugh?

That'd change everything.

How are we doing
with devlin's alibi.

The surgical conference
in Leeds says he was there.

Could've driven
back overnight though.

I want every minute of his
movements accounted for.

And Nicole?

I'm still waiting for

her two other
friends to get in touch,

but the restaurant said the
table was booked in her name.

And she paid her
part of the bill at 22:46.

Lydia was killed
between one and four,

make requests to their networks,

did their phones
put them in the area?

I'm getting stone
walled by the hospital,

they won't give me
the name of the man

who lost his pregnant
wife and his unborn child.

Data protection.

We can't wait for a court order,

just keep pushing.

Okay.

Oh, thank god for that.

Now we can have
a nice cup of rosy.

Don't make tea,
she's on the waggon.

She's in her office,
the smell won't kill her.

Well, actually it might.

If she's truly on the waggon,

she's been sentenced to death.

What?

Well, condemned
prisoners being taken

from newgate to
be hung at highburn

were allowed to stop off
at the pub for one last drink.

Before being put
back on the waggon,

for the final part of their
journey to execution.

Yeah, fascinating,
get your hand in there.

Once was enough.

Oh, pick a ticket man.

Pub quiz.

Yay, [mumbles].

That's mine.

You didn't have to range too far

across the glittering landscape

of your imagination
to get that one Gerry.

I've put it on all
the tickets [laughs].

It's a grudge match
down at the local,

there's a group of students
who win every week.

But now, with Danny on our team.

Gerry, are you still talking?

You should be working.

And you, are you on
that bloody game again?

No.

[Skype ringing]

Dci Miller, Lawrence devlin.

I haven't much time, we're
expecting some bomb casualties.

I know you spoke to Nicole.

And Monica.

I wanna put you straight.

No, I need patient details.

Impossible, the hospital
trust lawyers will crucify me.

You're worried about lawyers?

I'll get a warrant for
your phone records,

your bank statements,
I'll question your peers,

your colleagues, your lovers.

If I can I'll help, now listen.

I hardly knew Lydia,

I wanted to, I tried.

But she wouldn't
let me near her.

Increase the saline,
give her 50 more.

I'm calling you because

there was an
incident at the hospital.

Lydia tried to steal some drugs,

some oxycodone.

It's a very serious pain killer.

Why would she do that?

I don't know, she said it
was an admin mistakes,

she ordered 30 and got 3000.

I caught her trying to take
them out of the hospital.

When was this?

March.

Six months before she died,

it has to be significant.

Why would she want 3000?

It's none of my business,

it's a bit late for me to
play the concerned parent.

I made her return them,

I kept it quiet.

And we didn't speak
much after that.

She wanted nothing
to do with me.

She spent
practically every night

at a different bar or a club.

But she never had time to talk.

[Doctors shout in distance]

If there's nothing
else, I have to go.

He's not getting away with that,

who's our contact in Syria?

She only wants to arrest him,

he's in the middle
of a battlefield.

Yeah, the local plod's
got better things to do

than doc who's actually
patching up their own people.

[Microphone feedback]

[Quiz host] Good
evening one and all.

Welcome to the
305th weekly quiz.

Ten rounds, no biting,

and we've got a host
of fabulous prizes.

Right, come on concentrate,

what are we gonna
call ourselves?

The cranial constables?

University challenged?

The possibilities are endless.

Miller's mob, how about that?

Why was Lydia
trying to steal drugs?

I'll tell you what, I'll get
them in before we start.

Trying to get daddy's attention?

Oxycodone is heavy duty,

this stuff's more
addictive than heroin.

They give it to cancer
patients to manage their pain.

And the tox report
and witness statements

show no sign she
was ever a user.

Lots of people are though.

Crush it, snort it, bomb
it, it's an instant hit.

And there's always a
market for prescription pills,

quality guaranteed.

Are you saying she's
actually selling this stuff?

Devlin said she spent a
lot of time in bars and clubs.

All of a sudden she's a dealer?

3000 pills at upwards
at a tenner a time.

We should get back
down there tonight,

ask questions.

If she was working
someone's patch,

maybe they got pissed off.

Hang on, she's a surgeon
with an impeccable family tree,

not scarfcae.

[Gerry] Come on,
get these down you.

It's a fundamental
flaw and irony

in greater western civilization

that we're allowed to get
sloshed, but we can't get high.

What's the difference?

There's a legal difference.

And luckily you're on
the right side Gerry,

otherwise you'd have
spent the last 50 years in jail.

I only drink to make other
people seem more interesting.

Beer is proof that god loves us,

and wants us to be happy.

[Chuckling]

[Quiz host] Question one,
which popular 80s band

took it's name from
a fictional doctor

in the film called barbarella?

Bloody hell, this is
gonna be a poncy quiz.

Barbarella?

Oi.

Sit down, get that weird
brain of yours in gear.

Can't I'm afraid.

Holly's home for the night.

You're kidding?

The only time that dustbin

of useless
information you've got,

it comes in handy,
and you're pulling out.

There's a bottle of bubbly

and some Botox vouchers
to be won here tonight Danny.

- Sorry.
- Danny!

The ship's lost
its paddle, ain't it?

We've had it.

No, we haven't.

Duran Duran.

Oh, right.

Good girl.

Right, you do all the music.

Hey hey, there you are.

Great to see you [kisses].

Are you okay?

Yeah fine.

Are you warm enough?

Are you mr gryphon?

Who wants to know?

Easy dad, this is
Ian, my boyfriend.

Nice to meet you mr gryphon.

Danny, please.

Ian's staying tonight,
is that all right?

Sure.

The more the merrier.

You'll hardly notice us,

we've got a couple of parties.

[Mellow music]

You got a cat?

Have I?

You've got a cat dish man.

Epic, I always wanted a cat.

Yeah, she's a stray.

Probably got lots of
other places to stay.

There's the cab.

H, we better get going.

H?

Later dad, don't wait up.

He's all right your
dad for a copper.

[Holly] He's lovely.

[Sasha] Come on,
they're anagrams.

Wonder gravy?

Orange toes?

Gerry, we're looking
for TV programme.

Yeah, but it's not fair, is it?

When do we get time
to watch television?

I never wanted any
poxy Botox anyway.

Don't give us.

Nah, we're miles behind.

Have I got news for you.

What happened to Holly?

Number 12 is ready steady cook,

and quiet soft soprano
is question of sport.

Oh yes [laughs].

We're back in the race.

[Punters chattering]

Excellent, right,
let's win this,

and then we need to go.

Hang on, give us
some quality time

to revel in our victory.

Yeah, but then it's
straight down to bar 393.

I want Lydia's photo
showed in every bar,

in every pub in the area.

What was number 12 again?

Ready steady cook.

Good man.

Thank god for that, there's
no signal down there,

I've been trying
to go mano a mano

with this kid from Norway

for a place in the
all time leader board.

Gerry.

Any joy?

Well, there's a ginger
rascal over there

who can have my number.

Reckons I'm a gilf.

A grandad she'd like to-

yeah, right, yeah.

Boss, nobody recognised her.

Nah.

And the idea that
she was murdered

because she was treading
on someone's patch,

won't wash either.

Yeah, the local force
had done a clean up,

so there were no
dealers around anyway.

Everyone gets their
stuff off the Internet.

That's right.

Can we go home now?

Well, it was worth a shot.

Right, who needs a lift?

- Yes, me.
- I'll come.

There's a bar round the
corner that's got a good Martini,

I'll see you later.

- [Sasha] See you.
- Bye.

All right there.

[Bouncer] All right mate.

Excuse me.

Do you recognise this girl?

No.

Are you sure?

Here, take a good look.

Never seen her.

Well, that's a shame
pal, because...

I've got a picture of
the two of yous together.

[Sasha] How did you know her?

I work in the gym,

I was her personal trainer.

And what else?

We hooked up from time to time.

Cosy arrangement.

Don't talk about her like that.

She wrote the rules.

Too busy to go full time,

but we were sweet.

Thought about getting together.

Look...

If I tell you this it
makes me look bad.

You're looking bad already pal,

and you've got form.

Here we go.

Put a kid in a coma
after a pub brawl.

He was 16, it was very brave.

When you're my size

someone always wants to
have a pop at the big man.

Where were you on the night
of the 10th of November, 2010?

And you lot wonder why
no one comes to talk to ya?

You're gonna stitch me up.

Where were you?

Look, she was worried, right?

Those last few weeks there
was someone following her,

she was frightened, he
was camped outside her flat.

Did she say who it was?

I still didn't know whether
to take it seriously,

she was out of
sorts, acting weird.

She'd been having
trouble with her family.

Did you see this man?

I hid outside her
place one time,

she'd asked me to.

There was a bloke,

he was in a car,
I got rid of him.

Was this the man?

You knew about him already?

Why didn't you come forward
with this information earlier?

This is the guy
I saw, definitely.

Is he the one who killed her?

Adomakoh says he was
working at bar 393 until 6:00 A.M.

We've got the
cctv on file already,

wouldn't be hard to see
if he was on the door.

He's bound to have had a break,

and she only lives 20
minutes down the road.

[Gerry] Alice you little beauty.

Alice, who's Alice?

My contact at the
mobile networks.

Yeah, chubby girl,
but worth her weight,

and she's just
pulled out a plum.

She's just sent me
mobile triangulation details

for Nicole, Lawrence,
Katya and Monica.

Now, nothing
dodgy on any of them

for the night in question.

All where they're meant to be?

Absolutely.

But, Hugh dryden said

he was at a lecture in
marylebone, didn't he?

Witnesses backed him up.

And so do the phone
records for his main number,

but Alice in wonderland
has found another phone.

Under a different name,

but using the same credit card.

A dirty phone?

Exactly.

And Hugh's dirty phone

spent the latter part of
that night in bloomsbury.

You have two phones?

I've had several
in my time actually,

I'm always losing them.

One of the phones was in

bloomsbury the
night that Lydia died.

Why were you there at midnight?

Was Lydia a
disappointment to you?

No, she was a very fine girl.

Your favourite daughter?

Well...

I was very fond.

Fond?

Sounds like you're
talking about a pet,

not your own flesh and blood.

Look...

I have known for many
years Lydia is not my child,

I've never spoken
to Monica about it.

She made a mistake, that's all.

And there was no point
in provoking a scene.

But Lydia is my child
and I love her profoundly,

you can be certain of that.

Did you see her that night?

I'd seen Katya.

Katya?

She didn't say.

She has tremendous
trouble with her leg,

it's a skiing accident.

Sometimes she needs
emergency pain relief.

At midnight?

Well, the chemists
were all closed,

I'd pop over with a few pills.

It's an old problem.

Do you give her oxycodone.

Well, yes, but that's
nothing to worry about.

Lydia was caught stealing
oxycodone from the hospital,

was she giving
that to Katya too?

For a bit.

Which bit?

Until the night that she died.

That's when I started
to give Katya oxycodone.

The girls had
fallen out that night.

Lydia didn't want to
help Katya anymore,

Kat was suffering, terribly.

She was in...

Real anguish.

I had to step in.

[Hugh sighs]

What have we done?

Lydia was supplying Katya,

they had a bust up
the night she died.

Over the oxycodone?

She refused to supply
her, Katya went crazy,

I wanna see her now.

You need to
speak to Gerry first.

[Sasha] Gerry?

Yeah, our doctor
devlin finally came good,

the caesarian that
went wrong was on a

Becky vosper, she died six
weeks before Lydia was killed.

Becky's husband and
her childhood sweetheart

is a Darren vosper.

24 year old painter
from leytonstone.

[Sasha] Has he got any form?

No, we spoke to
his mum, she said,

well, he just went
totally off his head

once his wife died.

Hates the world
and everyone on it.

[Sasha] Where is he now?

Halfway house,
we're waiting outside.

[Sasha] He's homeless?

[Gerry] Homeless,
helpless, suicidal apparently.

[Sasha] Does he match the e-fit?

Darren's our man in the car.

Yep.

There was remorseness,

there was a chance
I could lose my leg.

Oxy is a morphine
sulphate, it's yummy.

I tried to come off it,

my gp tapered my dose
to practically nothing.

And none of my medical
friends would sign any out for me.

But Lydia would?

She could see I was a mess,

that's an understatement
by the way.

She wanted to help.

She put her career on the line.

Devlin caught
her with 3000 pills.

3000?

She never gave me 3000.

He made her take them back,

this was six months
before she died.

I didn't know.

Sounds like she
went for one big hit.

But even after
devlin caught her,

she carried on stealing
them from somewhere.

She took a lot of risks for you.

What was your arrangement?

Every few weeks
she'd give me 100 or so,

whatever she could
skim from work.

Why couldn't you do
that yourself at kings?

Controlled drugs have
to be double signed,

I had a reputation,
nobody would help me.

Who was helping?

I don't know.

And all of a sudden that night

she phoned me after work,
said she was going to stop.

She was feeling uncomfortable.

[Sasha] Uncomfortable?

That's what she said.

Which left you without a supply.

You must've been frantic,

desperate.

Prepared to do anything.

My father always helps
me out as a last resort,

if I scream loud enough.

But you were furious with Lydia.

No, you can't think...

I made some huge
mistakes in surgery, yes,

was politely asked to step aside

before I caused
any embarrassment.

But I would never-

Lydia stole oxycodone
on your behalf

and ended up strangled.

This is more than embarrassment.

I didn't kill her.

I love her, please.

You should've told me.

And have my mother believe
it was my fault she died,

how am I supposed
to live with that?

I don't know Katya.

How do you?

[Katya sobs]

Is that him?

[Suspenseful music]

Yeah.

She deserved to die.

Because of what
she did to Becky?

And my boy.

She murdered
two people that day.

I'm sorry.

I couldn't leave
the house after.

My legs had been cut.

There was nothing.

Becky was my girl, see.

It was simple.

You know when you know.

She was the one.

You got a son?

He could've been a little mate.

Helped me look after his mum,

the brothers and
sisters he could've had.

And that scum...

Took it all from me.

You stalked her?

And Becky knew what was best.

She told me what to do.

She was like a guardian angel.

What was she telling you Darren?

We just wanted to
know what happened,

didn't we becks?

An explanation.

You knew where
Lydia dryden lived?

We followed her.

Watched her flat.

Only had to get the key,

I could let myself in and wait.

Or, surprise her in the night.

Four weeks we was there, just...

Just working out the
best way to do her.

Stab.

Burn.

Beat.

Or strangle.

Strangling would be best.

Slow.

Make her look at us.

An eye for an eye.

She had to die.

Her life in my hands
that was the only way,

but I...

[Darren crying]

I'm sorry Becky.

Sweetheart, I'm so sorry.

I couldn't do it.

You didn't kill her?

I wanted to.

I just couldn't go through.

It was with these two
blokes turning up at all hours.

What blokes?

Bouncer, he's huge.

Shouted at me once.

You wouldn't mess with him.

And the other one?

It was him from the hospital.

He was always
lurking around, a doctor.

[Bobby] K-o three please.

Bobby, this is my boss,

dci Miller.

- [Bobby] Hi.
- Hi.

I'd love to hear your
recollections on Lydia first hand.

Sure.

And if you could explain how
she got hold of the oxycodone.

Can you wait about half an hour?

I'm short staffed here

and there's a trachy
waiting for me in theatre.

It won't take a few minutes.

Okay.

This way.

[Suspenseful music]

I wouldn't know anything
about Lydia and the oxycodone.

Don't worry, we're already
talking to the pharmacy,

we'll have our
answers in a minute.

I understand from Gerry

that you and Lydia
weren't especially close.

Did you like her though?

How do you mean?

Well, you get a lot of
people like her in our line,

they're beautiful,
clever, connected.

Whereas you earned your
stripes the hard way, didn't you?

I come from an ordinary
background, yes.

Did her privilege annoy you?

I never gave it much thought.

So you didn't have any
feelings for her either way.

I didn't know her well enough.

Really?

I think you knew her much
better than you're letting on.

Governor?

The oxycodone just
stopped after she died.

You prescribed
a lot of oxycodone

in the months
before Lydia's death.

It's one of our
core painkillers.

The thing is, there's a pattern,

you only ever
personally requested it

in the months leading
up to Lydia's death.

You weren't that
interested in it before,

and then Lydia dies,

and you don't request any for...

Quite a long time.

Sometimes you get
a statistical spike,

it depends what
patients come in.

Don't insult my intelligence,

I know exactly
what was going on.

- [Suspenseful music]
- [Footsteps]

Bobby.

We know you helped
her get the drugs.

But don't worry, we're not
going to make a big deal of that.

Yeah, we don't want to
get you into any trouble.

What I want to know is...

Why you would do that for her.

You said you weren't friends,

it's very risky professionally.

See, that's the point Bobby,

why would you help her?

I didn't help her.

You can't infer from these...

She was pretty.

You tried to cosy up to her.

Is that the deal?

I see, so you get
the drugs for her,

but what does she do in return?

A date, dinner, a few drinks?

We didn't socialise
outside work.

Did you ever go to her place.

No.

So when I take your prints,

I'm not gonna find a match
from the evidence at her flat.

Actually, I think I
did go there once.

Oh once.

Why?

I dropped something off.

Day or night?

I can't remember.

What were you dropping off?

She left her coat at work.

Describe it.

It was a ruffle jacket,

brown, I think.

Why would she leave her
coat at work in November?

Let's just assume you were
dropping off the pills to her.

But didn't you just
hand them over at work?

Rather an going all
the way to her flat.

Lydia told her sister

that it was making her feel
uncomfortable carrying on.

Did you make her
feel uncomfortable?

What kind of a question is that?

Were you in the bar the
night that Lydia was killed.

It's hard to remember specifics.

Doesn't matter, we've
got plenty of cctv.

We weren't looking
for you before,

but I'm sure we can find
you now if you were there.

I might've been, but
then I went straight home.

No you didn't Bobby.

You went to Lydia's flat.

We've got a witness.

I need a solicitor.

Why would you need a solicitor?

No comment.

You had a thing for
her didn't you Bobby?

No comment.

She was beautiful.

Clever.

Medical aristocracy.

Great catch.

You got close, you
gave her the pills,

and she was truly grateful.

Self-made man,
and you were gonna

get the woman that you deserved.

But you read the
signs all wrong.

She wasn't interested in you.

And that...

Made you...

Very angry.

Am I right?

Do you know how
many lives I have saved?

Nobody thanks you in this job.

They suck you dry.

Take everything.

I'd have given her the universe.

She had a boyfriend.

He's very handsome.

He's absurd.

A surgeon doesn't
go out with a bouncer.

[Sasha] You wanted
her all to yourself.

Loyalty is very important to me.

[Suspenseful music]

[Lydia gasps]

Forgot the oxy.

For your sister.

Just go away Bobby.

Don't be silly.

I'm your friend.

Yeah, she's beautiful Danny,

are you gonna keep her, or?

Well, I tried to send her
away, she keeps coming back.

I've got three
kids are like that.

I'm thinking of
calling her simkin.

Whatever gets you
through the night.

[Door slams]

Bobby jahal has
made a full confession.

- Yes.
- Well done.

Governor, in that case,

this calls for a celebration.

Go on, drink up.

We won't think any
of the less of you.

You know you want to.

[Sasha slurps]

[Sasha moans]

If I'd have known it was that
easy to make a woman moan,

I would have called
myself Earl grey.

Hey, no Danny.

Come on, let's do it.

Look, you've all been very kind,

but I think we can
probably give it a rest.

[Group exclaim in disagreement]

Get your hand in that tin,

that's an order, now.

Pick a ticket.

What's a pedibus?

Yes.

[Upbeat music]

You all right there Gerry?

[Laughter] This time.

A bit of elbow grease.

[Mellow music]

[Sasha laughs]

[Mellow music]

[Danny] Gerry you're
the designated driver.

[Sasha] Wow, look at that.

[Mellow music]

♪ It's all right ♪

♪ it's okay ♪

♪ it doesn't really matter
if you're old and grey ♪

♪ it's all right ♪

♪ I say, it's okay ♪

♪ listen to what I say ♪

♪ it's all right ♪

♪ doing fine ♪

♪ doesn't really matter
if the sun don't shine ♪

♪ it's all right ♪

♪ I say, it's okay ♪

♪ we're getting to
the end of the day ♪

[Country music]