All language subtitles for Scott.And.Bailey.S04E08.WEBRip.x264-ION10

Is this where he died?
How did he get here?

We're making enquiries about
a man called Mike greenholme.

Chris, he's got that
sexy, knackered look.

You're marrying a drug dealer.

He looks after me.

What's up with Gill?

She's drinking at work.

Thing is, Janet, this is
something we can't ignore.

[Car speeding away]

[Crashing]

Mr pritchard? I think he's dead.

My mother's dead.

Gill: We've just found
three men locked up

in a shed at the
pritchard place.

Shaved heads, overalls,
same as Mike greenholme.

We'll be arresting
her on suspicion of

forced labour and
false imprisonment.

I am very sorry to inform
you that your husband is dead.

You've killed
him! [Cup shatters]

Know where des is? Who's des?

Yeah, who the hell's des?

Are we looking for another body?

I'm sitting in to find
out where you're up to

so I can assess the best
approach for this investigation.

I want to arrest Evie pritchard.

On suspicion of?

I think she's keeping slaves.

We can't prove it yet. We can
prove false imprisonment. Arrest her.

Are you sure you want to do that
today? Her husband died today.

Separate thing.

We're under
investigation for it.

The pritchards had
three men locked up

in a shed, in
appalling conditions.

They were living like animals.

If I was Evie, I'd say none of
that had anything to do with me.

I'd say my nasty
brute of a husband

who's now conveniently
dead kept them in there.

We've got what Sandy said to us.

Could you tell us a bit
more about Mike and des?

Are they in trouble? No.

I'm not, am I?

Not at all, no.

I thought I'd been in trouble.

No.

Well, well, well...

Mike and des live in the
caravan and we live in the shed.

Mike did...

Mike didn't mind the shed.

Des come in and said,
"I'm not living in this."

Went on and on till they
put him in the caravan.

Mike said he should be in
the caravan, he was the first.

So they both went in there.

Mike was the first?

He's been at Evie's longest.

How long?

Long time.

I've been living at Evie's a long
time. Mike was there before me.

Do you work at Evie's?

Work at Evie's, yeah.

Who burned the caravan?

We don't know.

I smelt it last
night, burning smell.

Tell me about the work
that you do at Evie's.

All sorts.

What do you get paid?

Never talk about
money or politics.

[Both chuckling]

You can tell us.

Well, well, well... Thirty
pound on a Friday.

Then I buy me drinks
and smokes and that.

Where do you buy them?

Off of Evie.

Can he leave? Is he
free to leave that farm?

He says he doesn't want to.

She's like a mum to me, is Evie.

Don't tell, but
I'm her favourite.

So why aren't you
in the caravan then?

Well, well, well...

Squeaky wheel gets the oil.

Des? Yeah.

You say you smelt
the caravan burn.

You didn't see anything
because you were

in the shed. Did
you hear anything?

Bang.

You heard a bang?

Cal's got a gun, I've seen it.

When have you seen it?

If he's annoyed at
us, he waves it about.

Says he'll bang it.

He's not a bad
man, Cal, not bad.

How reliable do
you think Sandy is?

I don't know.

Is he aware Mike's
dead and Cal's dead?

Our policy with getting his
first account was not to tell him.

We will, obviously.

Have you found a gun? No.

A gun didn't show up when
you did a background, did it?

No gun licence, no. Mmm.

What about the other two
in the shed with Sandy?

Well, they also have
learning difficulties.

They're less lucid,
more vulnerable.

All the men are
alcohol-dependent.

Social services are looking after
him. Want them to have more time.

Do we know who they are?

First names, according to Sandy.

Not confirmed.

How long they've been there?

Sandy's very hazy on dates.

It's possible Mike greenholme's
been up the pritchard's

since he left his
family 15 years ago.

Half an hour up the road.

Is that possible?

What about des?

So far no idea.

Mmm.

Okay, my assessment
is it's two investigations.

Forced labour, which is
what this is looking like,

five victims, at least,
by the sound of it,

murder investigation into
the death of Mike greenholme.

Nothing conclusively
links the two.

I disagree. Sandy's
saying that des was

unhappy with the
living arrangements,

which is why he's
ended up in his caravan.

The living arrangements
are tied up with

the working conditions,
forced labour.

Des shared the
caravan with Mike.

Mike is dead, murdered. Des is
missing, possibly because he's dead.

Possibly because he
whacked Mike on the head

and then legged it,
which still links the two.

The caravan's been destroyed.

Cal pritchard, who's
in charge of these men,

owns them or whatever, did
a run for it when we turned up

asking questions about Mike,

possibly in order to
ditch a murder weapon.

Baseball bat's still at the lab.

It's one investigation.

Let's get results on the
baseball bat before talking to Evie.

If we don't arrest her,
she won't talk to us.

She'll walk out of here.
She's up to her eyes.

The only person who
could have cleaned the blood

off the ground at
the farm is Evie.

And the other three
were locked in a shed.

Why would she
have done that unless

she thought it
was incriminating?

[Sighs] There's so
much we don't know.

We don't even know Mike
sustained his fatal injury at the farm.

His body was found on the moors.

We need background
on Evie pritchard,

Cal pritchard, farm
finances, these men...

If this is one investigation...

It is.

It's a massive one.
Sprawling. Multi-agency.

We need to be talking to
serious and organised crime,

human trafficking
centre, social services...

Totally agreed. Bring it on.

We need to gather ourselves.

We don't want Evie to gather
herself. She's a suspect.

I want to arrest her and
talk to her now while it's hot.

Okay, mrs pritchard, if
you'd like to follow us.

Scrawny cow. Look at
you, you're a bag of bones.

Huh. You're not getting it?

Is that what you're
so miserable, huh?

Bet you haven't
had a jump in years.

Who'd want it? You're
like shagging a ladder.

Who ate all the pies, eh?
Fat baldie slaphead. Eh?

Bet you can't see your dick.
It's lost in all that flab, isn't it?

Would you do her? Yeah?

No, you're not getting
it either, are you?

You want to be treated
with respect? Yeah?

So do I.

When you first spoke to
my colleagues you said

you didn't know Mike greenholme,
and you said the same to me.

I don't.

We've been told that he not only

worked but he also
lived at your farm

by another man who says he
works and lives at your farm.

Would you like to tell
us anything about that?

No.

And the man who told us
that was one of three men

that we found locked
in a shed at your farm.

Do you know anything
about that? No.

Well, those three men all wore
overalls and had shaved heads,

same as Mike greenholme.

Who's watching?

The senior
investigating officer.

Likes to watch, does he?

Hello.

Mike greenholme's
been found dead.

Would you like to tell
us anything about that?

You've been talking
to Sandy, haven't you?

Anything Sandy said is
rubbish. He's a fantasy man.

What's your
relationship with Sandy?

Shit off!

Is he employed by
you, mrs pritchard?

[Imitating] "Is he employed
by you, mrs pritchard?"

Cheeky bitch!

The fire services were
called to the farm last night

because a caravan was on fire.

Could you tell me
about last night?

Last night I had a husband.

I have nothing else to say
to these people. No comment.

Evie says "no".

If you charge her,
you won't be able to

ask her any of those
questions again.

Let's charge her with
false imprisonment,

stick her in a cell tonight,

put her before the
magistrates first thing tomorrow,

give her a technical
bail on the forced labour,

but get her remanded in
custody for the false imprisonment.

Otherwise she's out
there causing trouble...

Yeah, by "trouble" do you mean
trouble to you and your team?

Because that's not a
sound reason for doing it.

I mean I don't want to bail
a woman who's possibly

looking at a life
sentence because

I don't think we'll
ever see her again.

I think she'll
abscond. Forget that,

we've got enough to
charge her, so we charge her.

Are you sure it's a good
idea for you to be doing this?

We are doing it. We've begun.

Passing it on to
another syndicate

would just delay
things. You know that.

If you were me you'd
do exactly the same.

I'm not drinking at work.

It was a one-off. I'm fine.

You'd better be.

Follow your nose. Pursue
it as one investigation.

Keep me in the loop.

Mmm-hmm.

She was shouting her head off in
her cell and singing Bonnie Tyler.

Have you got to organise
your mum's funeral?

No. Our Alison's doing it.

I said I'd go and clear
her things out of her flat.

I'll come with you if you like.

Ta.

I thought you'd be asleep.

Every time I shut my eyes I'm
trying to resuscitate him again.

Try putting the radio
on. Almost a bit too quiet.

Good one. Well, night-night.

[Siren wailing]

Night.

I've had a message from
internal affairs, wanting to know

when's a convenient time
to come and interview me.

Of course you have. We
have to look at what we did.

Who told Janet and
Chris to go to the farm?

What checks had been made?

We're the supervisors.
The buck stops with us.

Me in the end, but
you're in it as well.

That's what being
sergeant means.

The sniffer dog handler's
traced Mike greenholme

from the farm to the moors.

Looks like he wandered off,
bleeding, to where he died.

That's a leap forward.

Big leap.

Gill: Janet?

We can put Mike's
murder at the farm

even though he didn't die there.

Mitch said. So,
Rachel's thinking...

Let's see if the sniffer
dogs can trace des.

If des also left the farm
that night, where did he go?

How are you going to find
something with his scent on?

All his stuff was in the
caravan, presumably, burnt.

Don't know. I'll talk to the csm,
get the search team on to it.

Listen, both of you
are being looked at.

Rachel for failing
to risk-assess

the pritchard farm,
you for this crash.

I don't want you anywhere
near Evie pritchard,

Janet, for obvious reasons,

or anywhere near
the evidence chain,

so I'm putting you to
work on background.

Okay.

Slavery, forced labour.

Get clever about
all of that so that

you can produce
a briefing paper,

keep on at social
services to get ids

for these men, timings, the lot.

Work with Chris. Fine.

I'm happy for you to
continue to work with Evie.

Er, we need to go.

How long are these
investigations into us going to take?

Months. This is what I wanted
to say to you, both of you,

don't dwell on it. Just
get on with the work.

How are you doing today?

Er, I am trying to
decide to be okay. You?

Fine. Good.

Police college came up
trumps, contact details

for three independent experts
on slavery and forced labour

and a phone number
for the national expert,

don't know how he got the prize.

Ask him. [Mobile ringing]

Rach, how'd you get on?

Magistrate's bailed her.

What?

Solicitor says she's
got no previous.

She's got surety.
Cousin's going to

have her to stay.
He's putting up bail.

Yeah, they said that she
needed time to grieve.

No justification for
keeping her in custody.

She's not a threat
to the community...

at 6:00 P.M. check
that she's been

in and done it.
If she hasn't I...

[Evie yelling] I
want her arrested.

No respect! You
think that you can lie...

[Both shouting indistinctly]

Calm down!

Get your hands off my officer!

What's going on?
Gill: Understood?

Gill: Total pain in the neck.

Anyway, Mitch is going to be
watching Evie pritchard like a hawk

to make sure she complies
with these reporting restrictions

and doesn't do a bunk.

Update on the
search at the farm.

It's a five-acre plot,
it's a massive task.

Concentrating for
now on the house,

the shed and this
burnt-up caravan. Lee.

We were hoping for evidence to
put Mike and des at the caravan.

Nothing. It's ash, basically.

They're saying we can rule out
a body having been burnt in there

because they'd have found teeth.

There's a heap of
wellies in the shed

and it looks like a
pair could be des's.

There's a "d"
scratched on, so we've

given that to the sniffer dogs.

Well, if they can't get a
scent off a welly, sack 'em.

Yeah, if it's des's, and given
that we're nowhere close

to even knowing who des
is, I'm not laughing. Carry on.

In the kitchen... [Door opening]

Is that the baseball
bat results?

Yeah.

The blood and tissue found
on it is Mike greenholme's.

It looks like it is
our murder weapon.

Brilliant.

There's two sets of
prints on it in Mike's blood.

Cal pritchard's and another.

We checked the second
set of prints on the system.

Desmond maclean. Des.

Gill: Well, possibly.

Desmond maclean,
29 years of age.

Oldham lad. Plenty of previous.

Gbh. He glassed
someone in a club,

so he's not going
to be shy about

braining someone
with a baseball bat.

Anyway, the
pattern's interesting.

Cal's prints are gripping
the handle of the bat like that,

des's are gripping the
body of the bat like that.

Either grip could do it. You
could swing to someone's head

or you could ram it.

He'd have a better
grip holding it Cal's way.

Can we find out where
Desmond maclean's been?

When he was last
released from prison?

Where was he before he
turned up at the pritchard's?

Has he gone back there? Yeah.

Boss, the search
team found a notebook

at the back of a
kitchen drawer, a ledger.

Evie scribbled down
when the men buy

things from her and
what they owe her.

That's gold dust!

Yeah, it might tell us
when des joined them.

We know from Sandy...

No, even without
that it's gold dust.

"One of the key
indicators of forced labour

"is the worker being dependent
on one person for all of his needs."

Work, home, food,
clothing, alcohol, whatever.

We've had Sandy
say it, this proves it.

It might even prove
wage manipulation.

There's the underwork scam.
You recruit too many workers

and give them just enough work

to meet their debts
to you, but no more.

The two other men
who were in the shed

have started to open
up to social services.

They are called ferkan
and Zane, as Sandy said.

Er, ferkan badini
and Zane dasti.

Did either of them hear a gun?

Mmm.

We need to be
talking to them now.

Let's inform all three
slaves that Cal is dead,

that Mike is dead.
See what that does.

Chris and Janet to
look over this ledger.

If it's as incriminating
as it sounds,

I want to re-arrest
Evie pritchard

on suspicion of forced labour
today, see what she says.

Today?

Today. I want to
keep pressure on her.

Is that a no? It is a no.

Why? We're colleagues.

We're colleagues
who have dinner.

You're on the rebound.

Still need to eat.

You're being disingenuous.

Dinner is not just dinner,
you know that as well as I do.

Anyway, your timing
is off. Seriously off.

Okay.

I need to show you something.

Sure.

Of course it's mine. I wrote it.

It's got the names
of five men in there,

Mike, ferkan, Zane, Sandy, des.

I can read, you know.

That's five men that
you've kept at your farm

working for next to no money.

I looked after them.

Now, they weren't free to leave.

Of course they were!

Three of them were
locked in a shed.

They were living
on the streets before.

Mr ferkan told us
that you picked him up

at a soup kitchen
eight years ago.

That's right, gave him a job.

That's trafficking.

He got in the car.

It's still trafficking

because you gained his
consent through deception.

You told me that he'd be earning

300 pound a week
and living in a flat.

He got paid.

He told us he worked up to 50
hours a week for up to 30 pounds,

from which you deducted everything
that he supposedly owed you.

He did owe me, they all owed me.

I kept them in
alcohol and tobacco.

They were housed,
clothed, fed...

They had to shit in a bucket.

What do you do when you see a
homeless person on the street, hmm?

Walk by? I've
done nothing wrong.

You've admitted, now that we've

put this notebook
in front of you,

that you do know who
Mike greenholme is.

Mrs pritchard, we're conducting

a murder inquiry
into Mike's death

and we have proof that he
received his fatal injury at your farm.

Is there anything
you'd like to say?

I haven't got a clue
what you're talking about.

Do you have any idea where
des might be, mrs pritchard?

No.

Well, we know he was at
your farm two days ago, Friday,

because you sold him six
cigarettes and wrote it down there.

Do you or your
husband own a gun?

No.

Okay.

We've got a problem.

What? Not here.

My name's Evie pritchard,

and the way I've been treated by

the Manchester
metropolitan police

is absolutely disgusting.

I've been intimidated, I've
been treated with contempt,

I've got no criminal record
and I've done nothing wrong

and they locked
me up, arrested me,

on the day, on the day they
killed my husband in a car chase.

One of them did that, the other
one locked me in a police Van.

And the woman in charge,
the senior investigating officer,

stinks of booze!

[Evie continues indistinctly]

Did she stink of booze?

I didn't notice.
Has she seen this?

Not yet.

The sniffer dog trail drew a
blank. Des never left the farm.

He's not alive, we would have
found him, so where's that body?

You'd stick it somewhere nasty
people wouldn't want to look.

I don't want to let
Evie pritchard go.

Keep her talking after the
meal break. Let's ask her...

What's wrong?

Evie: The senior
investigating officer,

stinks of booze! These...

[Mobile beeps]
When's she done that?

This morning, after the
magistrate. Who's seen it?

A few people. Has
everyone out there seen it?

Like I said, a few people.

I want the ground
to swallow me up.

Look, it's an
over-the-top rant...

From a raging madwoman.

You were involved in a
crash that killed her husband.

Not like she's telling
it, but you were.

Rachel did send her
in a Van to the hospital,

for good reason, but she did.

So why would anyone think
what Evie pritchard says about me

is the only lie in the bunch?

Well, is it?

I asked the court which
magistrate was on.

He said Remington.

I thought if Remington
had bailed Evie...

He bails everyone. I felt...

Nervous. I took
myself off to the loo.

I had a drink. Stupid!

Stupid!

What if she makes
a formal complaint?

She won't.

She will. She'll want the drama.

She'll want to punish. Evie
knows she won't walk free.

Mmm. She'll do maximum
damage as she goes down.

Yeah.

She's grieving, but I met her
before Cal died, and she was screwy.

She's a manipulator.
She needs to dominate.

That's why she got
such a kick out of

lording over that
band of misfits.

No, they did it for the
money. Cal was mean as sin.

He started with cattle
then switched to chickens,

but it wouldn't pay to
get his sheds improved.

Two years ago, he
didn't keep battery hens

in bigger cages,
he got shut down.

They got shut down,
and that's when

they started sending the men out

to clear rubbish, felling trees.
Just making money any old way.

Why did no one think something
was wrong and report it?

Because they're tied
too. You want a job

done cheap, no
questions asked...

God, people are
despicable, Janet.

You're not quite
getting the hang of this.

No, I am.

The pritchards recruited men
who'd fallen through the cracks,

who wouldn't run away because
they had nowhere to go to.

They couldn't go back
to where they were from,

because it had
already gone wrong.

Listen, I've got a bit of
a situation with Chris.

Go on.

He left a flapjack on
my desk this morning.

Right?

And, erm, I haven't
said anything.

Why?

I feel a bit...

I don't know. I feel
a bit embarrassed.

Are you sure it was from him?

Who else in that office would
know how to make a flapjack?

It was very nice, actually.

So you've said nothing? Mmm.

Neither has he.

Well, you've really thrown
me off here, now, Janet.

I mean, if a man put a flapjack
on my desk, I'd run a mile.

Obviously, you're meant
to be the well-adjusted one.

Thing is, I was going to say
something, but then he asked me out.

Out out?

Yeah, and I just thought...

[Footsteps approaching]

Is there anything in the
cupboard for indigestion?

Let's have a look.

I was ever so sorry to hear
about your mum, Rachel. So sad.

Oh, thanks.

Really sad.

Well, I don't feel
anything, really.

Ah, perhaps it's just delayed.

No, the thing is,
Dorothy, I didn't like her.

In your own way you did.

You will have deep
down. You will.

Here, mum, try these...

Both good.

Janet? Is Gill in?

I don't think she is in, no.

I take it you've seen
Evie pritchard's rant?

Yes. Yes. Has Gill seen it?

Mmm. She's not
answering her phone.

If a drinking
allegation against Gill

turns up in the shape of a
formal complaint from that woman,

I'll be compelled
to complain about

the concerns you
expressed to me last week.

Okay? Okay.

We bloody well should have done

something about it
at the time. Okay?

Is this investigation
falling apart

or does it just feel like it is?

I don't think it is
falling apart, no.

Hmm.

Tell Gill to ring me
as soon as she can.

Will do.

Gill's phoned in
sick. Food poisoning.

Have you ever known
her to take a day off sick?

Rachel: No. No.

So I didn't share that fact with
dodson when she came prowling around

saying that she thinks the
investigation is falling apart.

She's seen Evie's
rant, everyone has.

The gossip machine's
gone into overdrive.

I'll try and talk to Gill.
I'll be in in five minutes.

Okay. Bye.

[Sighs]

How are ya, love?
How are you getting on?

Nearly done.

Found anything
nice for yourself?

Wasn't expecting to.

She was my sunshine.

Right.

Would you mind if I asked
you a favour, sweetheart?

I'm not giving you money.

It's only fair. I
looked after her.

And she wasn't easy.

I looked after your mummy
so you wouldn't have to.

No, what you did
was you got her to

the lowest point she'd
ever got in her life.

She shouldn't have ended
up like this. She could sing.

She could have sung.

What have you ever done, hmm?

Inherited a house
and drank in it.

So you can forget money,

'cause I wouldn't give
you the shit off my shoe.

That's for everyone
you've ever put in hospital.

[Cries out]

Scumbag!

[Sighs]

Don't you dare show
your face at the funeral.

I feel different, I feel freed.

Did you break any bones?

I don't know, possibly.

Well, you can take the
Rachel out of the Bailey,

but you can't take the
Bailey out of the Rachel.

Who's seen Evie pritchard's
little film? I'm assuming everyone.

Well, some of you
are probably going,

"I had no idea the boss
had a drink problem,"

and some of you
are probably going,

"do you know, I did
spot some tell-tale signs,

"actually, in hindsight."

Just forget that.

The reason that we all
wanted to work on this syndicate

is because of Gill's reputation.

You don't get a reputation
like that for nothing.

It's slogged for.

It's 30 years of
being good at the job,

so it's up to us to
protect it because

we're the people that know her.

So, if anybody asks you about dci
Murray stinking of booze, don't play.

Just say, "no, it's
rubbish," and shut it down.

Do we know who's going to
replace Gill when her 30 days are up?

No.

There's a rumour
that a few candidates

from cheshire
have applied, but...

So has she got food
poisoning, then, or what?

If that's what she says, Pete,
then that's what she's got. Right.

Evie pritchard
remains in custody.

We've got until 3:00
P.M. on the pace clock.

We've got very little
solid evidence against her

and she's given nothing away.

Got the CSI scouring the pritchard
farm for the concealed body

of Desmond maclean.
I think that body

is potentially our key to Evie.

Desmond maclean,
des, was released

from strangeways in November...

[Mobile buzzing]

Ds Bailey's phone,
this DC Janet Scott.

Yeah?

Des started showing
up at a homeless hostel

in oldham just before Christmas.

They never saw him
after the 5th of January.

January the 19th
is when he crops up

for the first time
on Evie's ledger,

and he's in there regularly
up until last Friday.

Evie manages to keep
him in debt, even though,

as you can see, he buys
less and less from her.

She always comes
up with something

that he owes her for.
He never gets paid.

Let's bring Sandy back in.
Chris, you speak to him with Janet.

Okay.

They found a body at the farm.

They've now got the body out
of the septic tank, just seen it.

It's a man, can't
really see much else.

Boss, can you ring me?

I need you.

The last time you
came in you said des

was a squeaky wheel,
do you remember?

Nothing's ever
good enough for him.

I don't think things
were good enough.

I think that you were
all treated very badly.

I think the way that you
were treated is against the law.

If somebody works
for you, you have

to pay them properly
with a contract.

Evie looks after us!

Did you ever go
to the dentist in all

the time that you lived at
the pritchards? Or a doctor?

Evie sorted it.

Well, Evie had to, because if
she had taken you to a doctor,

the doctor would have said,
"where does Sandy live?",

and she couldn't tell anyone
that because you weren't living

and working for
her and Cal legally.

She keeps me out of trouble.

She was keeping
herself out of trouble.

Is Evie in trouble now?

She is.

Evie didn't kill Mike, I did.

That's a very serious
thing to admit to, Sandy.

Well, well, well, I admit to it.

Could you tell us a bit more?

I shot Mike with
Evie's gun. Bang!

Sandy... Mike wasn't shot.

Buckshot, don't see
what else that could be.

Is it possible that's just
one cartridge load of pellets?

Yeah.

His patterning's pretty wide, so
it can't have been at close range.

That's the one that
did for poor old des.

Gill doesn't get ill.

Sandy was a bit crestfallen
that we wouldn't arrest him,

but he did let slip
that it's Evie who

owns and uses the
shotgun, not Cal.

Csis are prioritising
a search for that gun.

But we need to focus on

exactly what
happened on the night

of the murder. What do we know?

Well, the fire services arrived
at the farm just after 1:00 A.M.

The fire was burnt out
when they got there.

The pritchards didn't
call them, a motorist did.

The pritchards wouldn't have
wanted anyone turning up.

No, because, presumably,
it all kicked off before that.

I reckon it was a
big, boozy brawl.

Fire officers said
Cal was intoxicated.

The post-mortem on Mike greenholme
showed high levels of alcohol,

so let's see what the pm on des
shows up when that's complete.

What about the
post-mortem on Cal?

As in alcohol levels? Yeah.

High. Far too
high to drive safely.

A baseball bat is
something you keep

in the house to
defend yourself with.

I reckon Cal ran out of
the house with the bat...

Why?

Des and Mike were fighting.

Cal told the fire lads he
dropped a fag in the caravan,

that's what started the fire.

But I reckon that's possibly
what Mike and des did.

I think it's the fire that got Cal
out of the house with his bat.

There was a scuffle between
Cal and des with the bat,

one of them lamps
Mike, I would say Cal.

Mike stumbles off, someone,
Evie or Cal, shoots des.

Mike could have shot des
before he wandered off.

Did we take Evie's clothes when
she first came in after the crash?

Yes.

I need a word.

Evie pritchard's making an
official complaint against Gill.

Evie wants it
resolving formally,

so Gill's off the case and
you're going to head it up.

As sio?

Yeah. No one else can do it.

I know it's huge,

which is why I
suggested treating it

as two separate investigations.

In hindsight, I possibly should

have insisted, but
I didn't. Anyway.

You're the only one
who knows it inside-out.

I'll be the sio in name,
but you'll be running it.

I'll be coming to the
briefings, looking at the homes,

I won't be doing
the day-to-day stuff.

You're capable.

What's your take
on Evie pritchard?

I think we should let her go.

Why?

She's extremely
clever. Very strong.

Every time we slip up,
she just gets stronger.

I mean, she thrives on it.

We suspect that
Evie murdered des.

Evie knows that, but she doesn't
know that we found his body.

And if we charge her without
strong enough evidence,

cps will say it's vindictive.

That we've fitted her up because
we didn't want the anti-climax

of having a dead person, Mike or
Cal, responsible for des's murder.

What about the forced
labour side of things?

Slow progress, but progress.

I think we should hold out.

She's about to retire.

She's being investigated,

and while she's
subject to a complaint,

she needs to be given
permission to retire

from the assistant
chief constable,

and while the complaint looks
like it may be substantiated,

they might not let her.

It shouldn't take too long to
investigate me. It's not sub judice.

Evie's offences aren't tied up
with her complaint against me.

Well, they are. It's because
she committed offences

she's doing everything
she can to divert attention.

There's no legal correlation,
you know what I'm saying.

If it was sub judice, the
complaint wouldn't be pursued

until after Evie's court case.

Why the hell did
you send her home?

We'll get a result. We will.

[Sighs]

Anyway, I'm owed some leave
so I won't be coming in for a bit.

What are you going to say,
Gill, when they question you?

If I lie, that lie
won't go away.

Evie will get to
court and the defence

will ask me about
that complaint,

had I been drinking,
and I'll lie in court.

And every time that
question crops up, I'll lie.

It's not just my lie.

You know I had a drink in
the toilet at the magistrate's,

I told you, both of you.

Yeah, but we're not going
to breathe a word about it.

That's three people
lying. That's you

launching your brilliant
career as a sergeant on a lie.

So you don't lie. Say you say...

"Hands up, I had a
drink. I was nervous.

"I wasn't drunk by any
stretch, but I had a drink."

Say you tell them
you've been... off-kilter.

What's that supposed
to mean, "off-kilter"?

Will you swear something to me?

Depends.

I'm asking you as friends.

Yeah. Yeah.

When you're interviewed about me

and this complaint,
which you will be,

swear to me you'll tell
them exactly what you know.

You lied for me.
Completely different.

We want to help you.

That would be helping me.

I will not make a conspiracy,
Rachel. I'm not going out on a lie.

I stopped smoking
overnight, remember?

Mmm.

So don't worry about me
ending up a lush. I won't.

It'll stop when the job does.

I was fine when I first came
back after Helen bartlett.

I know you were. I
was fine for months...

And then I couldn't
get it out of my head.

Flashbacks. No.

If I'd locked my car,
and I took my trolley back

like any normal person
with a head screwed on,

none of it would have happened.

She wouldn't have died, I
wouldn't have nearly died,

thousands of pounds of taxpayers'
money wouldn't have been squandered,

and if I could make
such a basic mistake,

how many other
mistakes could I make?

I lost my nerve.

Is that when you
decided to retire?

Yeah, but I strung
it out because

I was waiting
for the right time,

which is cretinous because...

There is no right time. Yeah.

There's just now.

Exactly.

[Laughing]

That really is rich, coming from
you, that little Pearl of wisdom.

Sorry!

What are you waiting for, Janet?

In what way?

Every way.

We can get Evie
right now with this lot.

Only partially,
and I don't think

Rachel's in the
mood for partially.

I do fancy you.

Oh, okay, good.

It is good, actually,
because the thing is,

Chris, generally
I go for tall men.

Well, I read it. There you go.

Can't have it all. No.

So is that a yes for dinner?

It is. Okay.

Why are we waiting?

I don't know.

What a shame they wouldn't let
your brother come out for the day.

It is his fault, Dorothy.

He assaulted a prison officer.

Oh, dear.

Gill coming?

She's got a work thing.

I see we offered you counselling
after you were abducted.

I see you stopped
going, is that right?

Yes.

Can you run through
where you're up to

in your welfare programme?

Erm... I'm not.

Are you going to your gp?

No.

How are you coping?

I cope.

When you stopped
going to counselling,

were you offered an alternative?

No.

Well, did someone
from welfare get in touch?

No.

We've questioned detective
superintendent dodson

and a few of your colleagues
to get some background.

Drinking on duty, as you
know, is a sackable offence.

How are ya, love? Er, the
one before us is still going off

because the door of
the cremator got stuck.

Dorothy: You should
get your money back.

They're supposed to
provide a dignified ceremony.

My mother was an attention-seeking
cockroach, so this is perfect.

Hi, Mitch.

[Sighs]

So pick her up. Yes, now.

I'm on my way back.
So is Janet. Bye.

We can arrest Evie pritchard
for murder. Forensics are back.

Alison, we've got to go.

You're joking. Will you be okay?

I'll get Dorothy home.

Thank you.

Sorry.

What I'd like to focus on
today is the specific complaint

made against you by mrs
pritchard. Now, the specific complaint

is that when you spoke
to her at the magistrate's,

you were drunk.

Were you drunk?

No, I was not drunk.

I don't think we've
supported you enough.

I'd like to offer
you more welfare.

I don't want welfare. I just
want to be allowed to retire.

What time did you go to
bed on the Friday night?

10:00.

And what time did
you wake up? 8:00.

Did you wake up
during the night?

No.

The fire engine came to the
farm at just after 1:00 A.M.

I slept right through it.

But your bedroom's on the side
of the house nearest the caravan.

Did you hear any noises from
the caravan or near the caravan?

Can you hear noises when
you're asleep? Because I can't.

A witness reported
hearing a gun being fired.

Did you hear a gun?

I heard nothing and
I saw nothing until

I woke at 8:00 the
following morning.

And what did you
hear and see then?

Cal passed out on a chair.

What time did Cal wake up?

I don't remember.

Well, when he did wake up,

can you remember
what you talked about?

We didn't. If I'd know he was
going to be dead by lunchtime

I would've made the effort.

Why have you gotten in on me?

Because I'm sick at
looking at your fucking face!

And yours!

Challenge her.
Challenge her now.

We found the body
of Desmond maclean

in the septic tank at your farm.

He was shot at a
range of about 10 metres

with a 00-Gauge
buckshot from a shotgun.

When we drained the septic
tank, we recovered that gun.

Lab results come back today
and your fingerprints are on it.

Oh, it's my gun. Yes.

Now she's got a gun.

Your fingerprints are on the
manhole cover to the septic tank.

And we also found a
wheelbarrow with des's blood on it,

presumably from when the body
was pushed to the septic tank.

Your fingerprints are
on that wheelbarrow.

It's my wheelbarrow.

Your prints were in his
blood, and traces of his blood

were found in a
spray-back pattern

on the trousers
that we took off you

when we first questioned you,

presumably from when
you cleaned up his blood.

You can't get fingerprints
off a gun that's covered in shit.

Fingerprints are just grease.

You rinse off whatever's
on top and there they are.

That gun is covered in
prints and they're all yours.

[All laughing]

Rachel: Eve pritchard,
you are charged as follows.

That you at rochdale, in the
county of greater Manchester,

on the 19th of September 2014,
did murder Desmond maclean,

contrary to common law.

That you at rochdale, in the
county of greater Manchester,

between the 1st of January 2007,

and the 19th of September 2014,

did falsely imprison Zane
dasti, contrary to common law.

That you at rochdale, in the
county of greater Manchester,

between the 1st of January 2003

and the 19th of September 2014,

did hold Sandy thewliss
in slavery or servitude,

or you did require Sandy to
perform forced or compulsory labour,

and the circumstances
are such that

you knew, or ought to have known

that Sandy was being
required to perform such labour

contrary to section 71,
coroners and justice act 2009.

Janet: Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

I, er, first met Gill
at bruche in 1993.

She was dressed
head to toe in leather

and she had hair
down to her bum.

[All exclaiming]

I was not!

It must have been
someone else. Anyway.

There she was,
telling someone how

they could do what
they were doing

so much better if they'd
only do it just like her.

And I thought, "ooh,
she's a bit scary".

Twenty-two years later, and
I'm still a bit scared of Gill.

But I've cottoned on to the
fact that that's how she likes it.

I'm so proud of you.

We've all been murrayed.

We've all had our
eyebrows singed

if we haven't managed to achieve

her stratospherically
high standards.

And now she's retired,
let loose on the world

with time on her hands.

God help any
weeds in her garden.

God help anything young
and male in a 50-mile radius.

Doesn't have to be young!

Doesn't have to be male!

All: Oh!

That is totally unacceptable!

Julie dodson, the stories
I could tell about you!

[Muffled music playing]

[Sighs]

Oh, you look very
deep and meaningful.

Just thinking about change.

Mmm, yeah. Well, I applied for an
interview development role today.

It's what I'm best at, and I'm
gonna take it as far as I can.

Yes, superb.

You should come back
inside. Dodson's doing shots,

Gill's dancing, at least
I think that's what it is.

Oh, and, erm, will
Pemberton has just turned up

and is sort of casting about
like he's looking for somebody.

You're joking.

No.

I just finished this.

[Both laughing]