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MARTIN: I'll declare the hoard and hand it in

to the finds liaison officer.

We shouldn't encourage them. Bloody detectorists.

ASHLEY:You didn't do it?

Just gave her a few coins - that's all.

We're gonna do this. Just the two of us.

Our essential mistake was trying to move the entire hoard in one go.

400.

Five.

What about Rocky?

He'll see reason when we explain the situation.

You are both gonna pay me every week until I tell you to stop.

You spent our wedding money! Laura.

SHE PANTS NERVOUSLY

SIGHS

PHONE WHOOSHES

SHUTTER OPENS

ENGINE STARTS

He's got her. We can't jump to conclusions.

Laura wouldn't just walk out on me.

Something's happened.

But she found out about the wedding money?

Yeah. I don't know how.

It was in a different account. Has she got your passwords?

It's the same one I use for everything.

So she's angry. She won't take your calls.

All right. Well, you call her.

If it's me she's pissed off with, then she'll talk to you, right?

Martin, there's something I haven't told you.

Rocky's done time.

Yeah, you mentioned it.

For aggravated assault...

..on his girlfriend, but...

there've been rumours he's done worse.

What kind of worse?

Grim... stuff. You know.

But they're just rumours.

You told me he was a friend of yours.

It was supposed to be a one-off.

In and out. Go to London, sell the treasure, come home.

If you'd taken that French bloke's offer,

we'd all be laughing right now. So this is my fault, yeah?

It definitely is partially your fault.

Ah. Hello!

You boys are up early.

Well, early worms to catch, Anne.

I had a breakfast meeting, so I thought I'd pop by on the way.

Laura said that you're gonna look at a flat tomorrow.

Yeah.

Yeah, bit out of our price range but, um, we'll go and have a look.

They might take a cheeky offer. Here you go, love.

Fresh tea from the pot.

Thank you.

I hope she's got you as well trained.

Practically Crufts standard. THEY LAUGH SOFTLY

What are we gonna do?

SHE WHIMPERS

SHE GROANS

HE SIGHS

SHE GRUNTS

SHE PANTS

SHE YELLS

SHE PANTS

OK. OK.

OK. OK.

HELP!

SHE GRUNTS

'Thank you for calling Somerset County Police Force.

'Your call is being held in a queue.

'If this is an emergency, please disconnect and dial 999.'

WEAKLY: Hi. Hi, hi.

Hi. I'm sorry.

'Somerset County Police Force. How can I help?'

Yeah, hello. I need to, um,

report a-a-a missing person.

PHONE VIBRATES Just...

Yeah. Sorry. Um... it's my daughter.

She went out last night and...

PHONE VIBRATES

I-I-I'm sorry. Can I put you on hold?

Hello. I'm actually on another call at the moment, so...

LAURA:'Dad.'

Laura. Thank God. Where are you?

'I'm on a road...'

somewhere. They just...

They just left me. But I'm... I'm fine.

I'm coming to get you.

OK. I'm just gonna pass...

I'm just gonna pass you back. OK.

'Hello?' Yeah, listen.

Just text me a postcode. 'Yeah, OK.'

Good.

VEHICLE APPROACHES

Laura.

Oh, thank God.

It's OK. It's OK.

I'm here now. It's OK.

SHE SNIFFLES

Oh, God.

So, you didn't see him?

No. He just grabbed me from behind, and then...

One minute, I was just sitting there,

and then the next, it was...

And he didn't touch you?

No.

He just left me there.

I just don't understand!

Why me?

Oh, Dad, I just wanna go home.

Yeah.

OK.

Let's go.

SHOWER RUNNING

So, if you knew that she was missing...

why the hell didn't you tell me?

Ashley thought she'd just turned her phone off.

He wanted to know if we'd heard anything.

I was worried about her.

I don't think we should have let her have a shower.

There are forensic implications.

Oh, that is horrible! Don't say that.

SHE SIGHS God, I don't understand.

Why would anyone do this to her?

Well, there was that... case in Taunton. Remember?

Some weirdo abducted a woman in broad daylight.

I read about it in the Gazette. Yeah.

They never caught the guy.

Might be the same bloke.

Eh, Martin?

It's possible, I suppose.

Y-You hear stories.

Well, we're gonna have to let the police decide, aren't we?

You can't know it was Rocky.

There's definitely a weirdo out there.

Come on!

It was clearly a warning.

Why just let her go?

So, what - we just tell them everything?

Dad? Oh, hiya.

I'm ready.

So, you didn't get any kind of look at him?

He grabbed me from behind and then put a bag over my head.

Over... her head.

And the car?

Still where I parked it, I think.

And this was all after a disagreement with your fiance?

Yes. About...?

Money... if you must know.

Ashley didn't do this.

Well, we need to keep an open mind, miss.

You'd be surprised how many cases end up being domestic in origin.

OK. Well, we need to appoint a family liaison officer,

and we'll discuss the case with the SARC.

Sorry?

The sexual assault referral centre.

There was nothing sexual.

Well, with respect, Martin, we can't know that for sure.

He didn't do anything.

Well, you'll be interviewed by a female officer... alone.

And that way, we can get the full story.

That's it? For now.

We'll be in touch.

Oh, and there is a leaflet somewhere.

So, my daughter has been abducted

and all they give her is a bloody leaflet?

To be fair, they did say someone would be in touch.

Victim services or something.

What about the person who did this to her?

Haven't they got any idea? Not really.

He mentioned something about a domestic.

So now they're accusing Ashley?

They want to talk to her alone. It's procedure, apparently.

SHE SCOFFS For God's sakes. Why?

You're her dad.

I think that might be the issue.

I mean, you do hear stories.

SHE SIGHS God, this is ridiculous.

Right. They have got until tomorrow.

If we haven't heard anything by then,

I'm gonna go down there myself and I'm not gonna leave...

till we've got some real answers.

SHE SIGHS

ASHLEY:You didn't tell 'em?

I tried.

Sergeant didn't seem interested.

OK.

Good. Good?!

He could have killed her.

Believe me, I was ready to tell them exactly what's been going on.

All of it. Then why didn't you?

You think those cops can protect anyone?

You know what happens if you grass.

No, we need to...

We need to find a way to deal with this ourselves,

the whole situation. Otherwise, he...

He'll just keep coming back for more.

OK.

Let's say I agree with you.

Now what?

Rocky sent us a message.

A sick one but, still, a message.

We need to make it clear to him that we understand.

Hopefully, that'll buy us some more time.

At the very least, it'll keep Laura safe.

Well, it WAS very late.

What were you doing in the car anyway?

So it's my fault?

Of course not. Honey!

I just checked the joint bank account, um,

for the wedding.

And it was empty.

And so I asked Ashley, and, er, he'd taken it.

Well... how much?

£5,000.

SHE GASPS

Wow!

Five grand?

So I went to the car...

..and I was just sat there...

..trying to...

work out...

..what to do, and...

And then...

SHE BREATHES SHAKILY

It's just so wretched!

Honey!

I spotted a possible associate of Greg Rock's at the pub last night.

Name's... Martin Stone?

Oh. Funny - I saw him earlier.

Sorry, what? Martin Stone.

Yeah, and his daughter, Laura,

on an attempted abduction.

Less than an hour ago.

This was when exactly?

Um, I'd say it was 10:43.

When was she abducted?

Oh. Right, sorry. Er... yesterday evening.

Snatched from a car. Well...

at least, that's the story.

But she got away?

Yeah, he just dumped her

on the side of the road the next morning.

Nothing sexual, either.

Well, at least if there was, she's not admitting it.

I'm just about to go and check out the car.

I'll drive.

Call forensics. It'll need to be transported to the SARC.

So, what are you thinking, then?

Some random just grabs her?

We had a case in Taunton last year.

Nasty business.

We couldn't make head or tail of it.

I'm shocked.

You think she's not telling us the whole story?

She's a smart young lady. I believed her.

Even with her father there?

Martin Stone wouldn't touch a hair on her head.

Or anyone else's, for that matter.

Rapist don't just...

dump people on the side of the road without touching them.

Er... let me know as soon as forensics have reported.

Yes, ma'am.

I'm coming with you.

I heard a rumour about your daughter.

How is she?

Shaken.

But OK.

We've informed the police.

She just told them what happened - that's all.

You know, there was a case in Taunton last year.

Some weirdo attacking women.

I don't think they ever found him.

Nasty business.

So...

I, um...

WE...

..just wanted to say we get it.

You've won.

Don't want trouble.

Just want you to stay away from my family.

We sold some of the... material.

Nothing that would attract attention.

All they know is that I'm disposing of my existing collection.

This is for you.

We can make a sale once, maybe twice a week

until it's all gone.

There's a lot of Martins about.

Miss a payment...

..you pay me anyway.

No excuses.

Understood.

Thank you.

Oh.

Hi. DS Carole Doyle.

Art and antiquities.

Do you mind if I just ask you some questions?

Can I be honest? I...

I am totally new to this whole thing.

Yeah. I don't even watch Antiques Roadshow.

It's all... all a bit of a mystery to me.

But you've been doing it for years, right?

Since my early 20s.

I trained as an engineer, but I've always liked history.

Hmm.

Martin built his own metal detector.

Refined it. Just extended its range.

Anyone could do it. Wow!

I'm impressed.

So, this find of yours must be exciting.

Um, Saxon coins?

It was interesting, certainly.

By no means unique.

A decent find.

I reported everything to the FLO.

I can let you have her details if you like.

Sorry, um, Flo as in Florence?

Finds liaison officer.

Ah. Her name's Sam, actually.

Sam Barnes.

Right.

Told you I was new to all this.

So, you handed everything over to...

Sam - the FLO.

Right. Um...

OK. That all seems... pretty clear.

What I'm struggling with a little is, um... is this.

Um, these were taken on the 10th in Balfour Place.

That IS you, isn't it?

Yep, that's me.

And that's my son-in-law.

Well, son-in-law to be - Ashley.

And the other man?

Oh... a friend of his.

Name escapes me.

Senior moment. Um...

We identified him as Greg Rock.

Rocky. Yes, that's his nickname.

Like the film - Sylvester Stallone. CAROLE LAUGHS SOFTLY

Sorry. Sorry, excuse me. I just...

I don't quite understand

how any of this is connected to the abduction of my daughter.

You know what? I said exactly the same thing

when Sergeant Crockett told me what happened.

Er, how is she?

Not great. Very shaken.

I'm sorry.

Have victim support been in touch?

We have a helpful leaflet.

Can I... reassure you both that

I'm taking a personal interest in this case?

Now, I promise you,

I am going to find out exactly who did this to Laura...

and why.

So, these pictures, um, were taken

outside a fine-art dealership in Mayfair.

Do you mind if I ask what you were doing there?

I went up to London to do some research.

British Museum.

We all met up at the station. It was a total coincidence.

Well, there is only really one place to get a train.

Obviously. Castle Cary.

Although...

it can be faster from Taunton, depending on the day.

Erm... Ashley had something to do with work.

I'm not sure about his friend.

Anyway, we all travelled up together.

And it was a nice day,

so we decided to walk in from Paddington,

through the park, you know?

Quickest route as the crow flies.

And then we all went our separate ways.

OK. So, um,

when you passed by the art dealers, you just...

happened to pop in, hoping to pick up a picture or two?

I spotted something interesting in the window.

Went in for a closer look.

And was it?

Interesting, I mean. Very.

Must have been, for Ashley and Rocky to go in, too.

I'd been talking to them about Saxon artefacts.

They were interested.

We weren't in a hurry, so...

Sounds like a lovely day out. GIGGLES SOFTLY

What was in the bag?

Laptop.

Lunch.

Have you seen the prices in London these days?

Anne made sandwiches. Right, love?

Yeah.

You and Ashley getting the same train like that - God!

Only happen to men. They don't talk, do they?

Oh. Well, sometimes they do, sometimes they don't, but...

we always find out what they're up to in the end, right?

SHE GIGGLES SOFTLY

Hmm.

Well, thank you.

DOOR CLOSES

OK. What the hell is going on?

I really haven't a clue.

I am not an idiot.

She clearly thinks that you've stolen something.

Which is obviously ridiculous.

Then why come all the way from London just to talk to you?

And from the artefacts unit, no less.

I've still no idea.

It doesn't matter how many times you ask the same question -

I don't know what she wants.

You didn't tell me that you met up with Ashley that day. Why not?

Because it doesn't seem important.

I'm can't believe I'm being interrogated twice in one day.

Just suck it up, will you? PHONE VIBRATES

Anyway, she obviously thinks all this is connected

to what happened to Laura.

Really? I didn't get that at all! Hi.

SHE SIGHS

Yes. I can meet you there.

OK.

I'll see you in a bit.

That was Sam. Dig stuff. Can we discuss this later?

Oh, seriously?

Not that there's anything TO discuss

but if you're going to be irrational...

then I think it's probably for the best

if you have some time to cool off. Don't you think?

SAM:Ah. Here he is.

Martin Stone, meet Denys. Denys Elland.

The man with the golden arm!

Delighted to meet you. And you too.

Sam tells me you're to blame for all this.

Denys has written extensively about this period,

and when I told him about our theory,

he was keen to help with the dig.

Financially, I mean.

Alas, my spinal column would crumble to dust

at the mere sight of a shovel.

But I can still reach my hand in my pocket.

Well, that's great. Thank you.

Well, Sam convinced me there could be an entire Saxon citadel

under our feet. Couldn't resist.

You say the farmer has agreed? Oh, for a fee...

after he tried to dig up the site with a JCB.

The good yeomen must always have their share.

So, you think there may have been access on this aspect here?

It's possible.

If I were building on this site, it's the natural solution.

It wouldn't be the first time.

There was a case in Shropshire a few years ago.

Metal detectors selling their finds on the black market.

There's a conundrum, but...

who are they actually stealing from?

Someone who died hundreds of years ago?

The Treasure Act is quite clear here.

I know about the law, but...

you could argue it's the ultimate victimless crime.

If this kidnapping is connected,

then, er, we have a very real victim, sir.

It's a pretty big if, though, isn't it?

Hey. You hear about the weirdo...

From Taunton. Yes, sir.

Sounds like the whole town must be crawling with him.

Very possibly.

You want to keep going on this? Be my guest.

But we're not arresting anyone till there's some real evidence.

How long are we gonna keep this up for?

Laura, come on. Don't touch me.

What I did was wrong.

But I did it for us. I was...

trying to get our foot on the ladder.

Stop bloody renting. No.

That is not how it works. We talk, we discuss.

And if there's any risk to be taken, we take it together.

I know. I was...

I was trying to surprise you.

Oh, congratulations!

DENYS:Well, I'm sold.

This could be something genuinely exciting.

SAM:Thank you. We are both so incredibly grateful.

There's some paperwork to deal with

but the sooner we get started, the better.

My only condition is you'll join me later for a drink to seal the deal.

You and...

er, what's the name of your partner in crime?

You mean Ashley? Yes, Ashley.

I could show you my collection.

7:30 for 8? Yes.

She actually had photos?

Shit!

I mean... how? Were they watching us?

I mean, this is nuts!

I've been thinking it through.

No way anything we did tipped them off.

They must have been watching the dealer.

We were just in the wrong place at the wrong time.

And she believed you? I don't know.

If I was her, I'd be waiting for my next move.

Which means we can't risk selling anything else

for the time being.

What about Rocky?

He's expecting to be paid. Hmm.

Look, it's after seven.

We'd better go. Here.

Well, I'm not wearing that.

We need to make a good impression.

What is that - little... metal detectors?

It's my society tie.

Brown for the earth and gold details.

Oh, Martin, that is fucking stupid.

DNA from an unidentified male detected,

both front and passenger side.

What do you think that means?

She was heterosexual and had a partner who used the same car.

Yeah, that was my theory, too.

Good to have it confirmed.

So, how'd the interview with Stone go? Anything useful?

Oh. He lied to me but, um...

he's also smart enough to know that I know, so...

we wait.

Oh.

For...?

Whatever he does next.

Oh. There was something come in.

Might be relevant.

Jack Parker, 54-year-old male.

Bangkok police found him dead in a rented room.

Suspected heart attack.

Drugs found on the scene.

And 14-year-old prostitute long gone.

HE CHUCKLES SOFTLY Yeah.

They also found a large amount of cash hidden at the property.

Still struggling to care.

Well, he WAS Martin Stone's business partner.

He reported him missing three weeks ago.

Well... I think he's telling the truth.

I do.

He was hoping to surprise you...

and he made a mistake.

That's not how it's supposed to work these days.

Marriage should mean no secrets, no surprises.

ANNE SIGHS

Oh, I wish your dad would surprise me sometimes.

Shame we can't swap.

No. Sorry.

That was weird!

I don't think I can forgive him.

Actually, no. I COULD forgive him. I...

I'm not sure I want to.

That might be a problem.

SIGHS

The police came round.

A woman - Carole something.

She was asking questions.

And not just about you.

Antique stuff. Has your dad said anything to you?

About...?

I don't know.

Or has he been acting weirdly at work?

When you've been married to someone for 25 years,

you just know when something's not right.

I asked him to move some money from the savings account for payroll.

Still hasn't done it.

That's it.

What d'you reckon - two million?

More like five.

Tenner says there's a butler.

Haven't you had enough of gambling

A butler or a maid.

Definitely some kind of servant. DOORBELL RINGS

Gentlemen.

Come on in.

Your loss.

This way.

Now, I've heard that certain fashionable folk

are now using filthy prosecco for this kind of thing.

CLEARS THROAT You'll be relieved to know

that we are sticking with tradition.

A toast.

To buried treasure.

ALL:Buried treasure.

Beautiful, isn't it?

Found outside Llanelli.

Plenty of theories as to how it got there.

Not sure I buy any of them.

Looks like a brydgifu -

a dowry to insure the women and children were cared for,

should anything happen to the husband,

handed over before the exchange of thoughts.

She was right about you.

Bona fide dark horse.

Come this way.

Oh, um...

Er, may I? Please.

Not quite as venerable as the Lewis Men - late medieval -

but pleasing.

Erm...

brydgifu.

Do you mind telling me how much you paid for it?

Yes, I do. Hmm.

Who can put a price on beauty?

I, er... have a small collection myself.

Anglo-Saxon mostly. I mean...

nothing quite like that but, er,

I'm looking to sell.

Wedding, you know. Costs an arm and a leg.

Er... if you're interested.

Well, I only buy the very best, but, um...

I'm happy to have a look.

No promises.

That's all I can ask. Thank you.

Stunning.

Quite stunning.

Must have taken you quite some time to acquire all this.

A life's work.

It all seems so right together...

..doesn't it?

As if it all just came from the same hole in the ground.

I guess that's a possibility. Yes.

Strong one, I'd say.

What a web we weave... eh?

Does Sam know?

No.

Do you know what I think?

I think you're a decent man

who's found himself in a spot of trouble.

Hmm?

Word to the wise.

You try and break this up

and you take a chance on every single transaction.

Just takes one smart aleck to twig and it's all over.

I mean, don't get me wrong - it's a viable option. It's just...

It's just a risky one.

However...

..if you just want to get the monkey off your back...

Good man.

Leave all this with me. I'll...

need to take some time assessing each item.

But I promise you, I will give you a fair price.

How does that sound?

Thank you.

My pleasure.

Oh! ANNE SIGHS

He'll be devastated.

Oh.

Poor Jack.

You were all close?

Not really. He was Martin's friend.

Best mates from school. Oh.

Chalk and cheese, to be honest. He was always a bad lad.

But still...

Shame. Mm.

Martin doesn't have many friends.

Anyway, what I don't really understand

is what all this has got to do with the art and artefacts unit.

You sound like my boss.

Erm...

honestly, Anne, I'm... I'm just pulling on a thread.

I used to be CID back at the Met -

fast-track and all that.

And then, suddenly, my face didn't fit.

I think I asked too many... awkward questions.

Oh. You surprise me.

Well... nobody but myself to blame, right?

But... just...

Ah! See, when someone's lying to me,

I... I just have to know why.

I just can't let it go.

Like all this money for instance - thousands in cash.

Where did that come from? Oh.

Look, look, I-I really don't know.

Well, maybe Martin can tell me a little more.

Yeah.

I don... I don't know where he's got to. Sorry.

OK. Well... yeah, I can... I can come back tomorrow.

OK. Thank you for the tea.

And, erm, just tell Martin I'll be back later.

Erm...

How much? He's checking it now.

I can go and see him this evening.

Cash, right?

I need to show Laura I'm not a total fuck-up.

Just want this over with.

I'd better go.

Hi.

You'd better sit down.

SHE SIGHS

Why the hell didn't you tell me that Jack was missing?

At first, I thought he'd just gone on a bit of a bender.

You know Jack.

Just waiting for him to get in touch.

But if he took the money...

For all I knew, it could have been an investment or some other expense.

For Christ's sakes, how can you be so naive?

Did Laura know?

She kept asking me about it.

I just hoped he'd turn up with his tail between his legs.

You remember that school trip to Cirencester?

The Roman villa.

He disappeared for eight hours

and then we found him in that snooker club.

He'd won 60 quid.

Huh.

Can't believe he's gone.

I think we both thought he was indestructible.

Look...

..I'm sorry he's dead, obviously,

but he stole from you. From us.

People make mistakes.

And you are still defending him.

I-It's nuts!

Why did you tell me that Josh could come home...

..when you couldn't begin to pay for it?

I'd already decided to sell off some of my collection.

I knew how much you wanted him back.

What - that junk in the garage?

You always told me that that was worth nothing.

Mm, market's changed.

More interest from foreign buyers.

Suddenly, it made sense.

And did you?

Sell it, I mean.

I've managed to come to an arrangement, yes.

With Denys, the man who's funding the dig.

He's assessing it now.

So, is that what all this is about?

Josh?

That's all.

I promise.

DOORBELL RINGS

Gentlemen.

What a nice surprise.

Come on in.

I'm sorry, erm... er...

Martin! Martin.

I really don't know what you mean.

A collection?

That I showed you.

You were going to assess it. I...

I left it here earlier.

DENYS CHUCKLES SOFTLY

Er... I do have the odd senior moment,

but I'm pretty sure I'd remember that.

Perhaps you've made a mistake or, erm...

you're confusing me with someone else.

Fuck. The collection!

My collection.

The hoard.

I left it with you so you could decide.

I really don't know what you're referring to.

But I gave it to you!

I left it right here with you. Let's go.

I'm not going anywhere.

Martin...

it's gone.

I really don't know why you're so upset,

but if you truly believe I have something that belongs to you,

why don't you go and call the police?

No, no, no.

You can't do this. This is...

You can't.

There's an old saying you might have heard. Erm...

"You can't con an honest man."

It's absolutely true. And, of course,

the opposite is also the case.

You know, the dishonest are remarkably easy to steal from.

And, of course...

they have no recourse.

Come on, Martin. Let's just go.

No.

Um... careful.

I'd listen to the boy if I were you.

You know, you make me sick.

You tell people it's all about uncovering history.

But we all know the truth - it's greed, pure and simple.

That's all it is. That's all you are -

just greedy little men,

beeping and grubbing around in the dirt.

So, now, why don't you and your metal-detecting little friend here

just get out of my house...

and fuck off?