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[TOASTER CLACKS]

[UTENSILS CLINKING]

Okay, well, we have two options.

We can pretend it never happened.

Or, you know, talk about it.

I vote for pretend it never happened.

- Yeah. - Guys, come on.

- Erin? - Can I take this to my room?

- No, you can't. - I'm taking it to my room.

No cereal.

Oh... sorry.

Sooner I get a place of my own the better.

You should've thought of that before you got sacked.

Didn't you hate me working there anyway?

[SIGHS] I didn't say that.

Hm, "should have took a leaf out of Conor's book."

Oh, don't drag me into it.

I just meant you should think about your future.

Yeah, well, my future's buggered now because of her.

No, what? Hang... No.

Jenn was not caught with her hand in the till.

- ERIN: Yeah, I wasn't! - CHRIS: You know what I mean.

- This is on you, Erin. - She could've done something.

She could've stepped up and she could've helped me

and she didn't.

CHRIS: Yeah, I... I know. I know that, I'm sorry.

[DOOR SLAMS CLOSE]

Are you sneaking off?

Got to get to work.

Oh, well, go on then. Run away, as usual.

So, we're doing this, are we?

If you've got something to say, go right ahead and say it.

I don't know why you came here,

if I'm such a disappointment to you.

- I never said that. - You didn't have to!

Every decision I ever make is wrong.

Joining the police, getting married,

getting divorced, moving here.

Even the way I'm bringing up the kids.

Well, you spoil them.

- That's not my fault. - See.

Because you feel guilty, because you're always at work.

So then when you are here, you indulge them.

Or maybe I'm trying to give them all the things I didn't get.

I mean, did that ever occur to you?

Don't give me that, you wanted for nothing.

- Really? - When you were little,

you were always well turned out.

I'm not talking about clothes, Mum.

Then what are you talking about?

Love.

Don't you dare.

You wanted me to tell the truth.

You think we had it easy?

You were a nightmare!

The nights I stayed up waiting for you, worried sick.

You have no idea.

No, I don't. Because you never showed me.

All I ever get is disapproval. And it was the same with Dad.

- I mean, I never said... - Oh, thank God,

you didn't throw that back in his face.

"Oh by the way, Dad, you were a terrible father.

You were terrible parents."

No, I'm not saying that.

I know it wasn't easy.

Everything I ever do is to prove myself to you and to Dad.

But it was never good enough.

And I know I might not have dealt with it.

I've been running away from it, but you can't run away forever.

Look, I've got a job to do.

Well, don't let me stand in your way.

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- Tony, wait. Wait on me. - I'm alright.

- I'm alright, I can do it. - Watch yourself.

- Just wait! - I'm fine. Aargh!

- Sorry. Just... - That...

- That's the bit that hurts... - Okay.

Sorry. Just... careful, mind that step.

Look, Sinead, I'm not a complete invalid, you know?

Er, yes, you are.

Now shut up and shift your arse, come on.

[LAUGHING]

Now don't forget to take your tablets.

Yes, I will.

Don't forget what the doctor said -

Look, go on. You're gonna be late for work.

No, I think I should call in.

Sinead, we've just talked about this!

You sure you're gonna be okay on your own?

No, alright!

Now there's loads of stuff in the fridge.

Just give me a call if you need anything...

Look, look, look, will you just bugger off?

Please.

- Alright. - Hmm.

- This is me buggering off. - Yeah.

Okay. Right, see ya!

[SIGHS] Yeah, you will.

- SINEAD: Bye! - [CHUCKLES]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[SIGHS]

[GROANS]

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JOSEPHINE: Craig Ashworth's being charged

with "Conspiracy to commit burglary other than a dwelling."

He's due to be released on bail this morning.

But because his father-in-law, Tommy Campbell,

could be called as a witness,

he's not permitted to go within 200 meters of his address.

Which obviously means he's not permitted

to go to the family home either.

DS Townsend, can you let the family know?

Ma'am.

DC McLaren?

I've been looking into the plastic containers

from Cal O'Neill's van.

We've enhanced this as much possible...

These numbers might help us to identify them.

Unfortunately, we can't see them all.

What are they?

Your guess is as good as mine.

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

Sorry to interrupt, Ma'am.

What is it?

Just something's been handed in.

It was recovered from the recycling depot at Cross Keys.

One of the workers recognised it from the photo we put out.

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Shit. State of it.

Well, it's just been dug out of a rubbish dump.

How would you look?

The machinery probably damaged it.

Or someone did it on purpose.

Get on to tech forensics,

see if they recover anything from the hard drive.

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No sign of a phone.

DS Clarke, get the search team together.

Secure the recycling site.

Shut it down, comb every inch of it.

And talk to whoever found this.

If Hannah's phone was in it,

there may be a chance it's still there.

- Ma'am. - To work then.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

You were right.

What about?

The future.

I'm not going anywhere now, am I?

Hey. Hey, don't say that.

It's true though.

I mean, what am I going to do now?

Well, I mean...

what do you want to do?

I don't know,

I've got no idea...

I think that's part of the problem, I don't think I've never known.

Well, that's not true, is it?

I mean, when you were a kid, you erm,

you wanted to be a gymnast.

- [LAUGHING] - You were on the thing...

then you'd start rolling.

Yeah, I know, I wanted to be a member of Little Mix too,

but I think I might have left it a bit late.

Maybe.

It's like Conor...

I mean, he's off to uni, and then...

then Jenn.

Jenn?

Well, yeah.

She knows who she is,

she does a job she wants to do, and she's good at it.

And she's out there making a difference and helping people.

Yeah, but that didn't come easy.

Right?

It wasn't handed to her on a plate.

She had to, she's had to work for it.

You see, her mum and dad didn't support her, right?

They didn't want her to be in the police

so she had to do all of that by herself.

It was hard.

So, Jenn,

she's not as sorted as you think.

Far from it.

KAREN: He's not allowed to come here

but there's nothing preventing him contacting you.

JENN: You don't have to see him if you don't want to.

- That is up to you. - [SCOFFS]

I don't know what I want. I can't think straight.

I'm going to give you a minute.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[CRYING] It's the lie,

that's the worst bit.

He's looked me in my face

and he's lied over and over and over again.

Even the night Hannah died. I can't trust him to be

where he said he was going to be.

It's no good that! It's no good, is it?

I know.

Listen, there are people who can help

that specialise in gambling addiction.

No, we've already tried all of that.

CBT, therapies, 12 Step program, sponsors.

None of it works.

He says he's going to change, and then he doesn't change.

No! No, I've had enough.

I don't want to see him.

I don't want to do it anymore. I don't want to see him.

- [DOOR OPENS, CLOSES] - [SIGHS]

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Craig, you shouldn't be here.

- I need to see Julie. - You can't.

You're breaking your bail conditions.

I just want to talk to her.

- You can't. - Five minutes.

By rights, I should be arresting you.

- What are you doing here? - Julie, you don't have to?

What, you've come for your stuff, have you?

No.

- Well, yeah, maybe... I... - Yeah?

Alright, well I'll have it packed up and sent to you.

Is that it?

Look, I know I fucked up.

- Too right you fucked up! - Oh, don't, dad...

Tommy...

Julie, can we talk? Please?

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Sorry.

You've already said that.

I do love you, you know?

Too late now, isn't it?

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[SIGHS]

Right, I'd better...

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Craig?

Take care.

Yeah. You too.

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[DOG PANTING]

We're going up on the third.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

- No, nothing yet, boss. - [DOG PANTING]

Nothing here!

[DOG BARKING]

- Anything? - No, nothing.

- OFFICER: Find! - OFFICER #2: Find!

I understand, but with the investigation

at this crucial stage

I'm sorry, Sir. I'll call you back.

It's dead but at least it's all in one piece.

We might get something out of it.

DC McLaren?

See if you can extract the data.

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[SIRENS WAILING, CELLPHONE BUZZING]

Update on the laptop, DC McLaren.

Tech forensics have been able to recover the data.

It'll take a while for them to go through it all,

but these are the documents that Hannah accessed most recently.

We need to find out what they are.

I can talk to the guy at the Environment Agency?

Phil Bainbridge. He might be able to help.

One thing did jump out though.

The night Hannah died,

her laptop connected to this WiFi router.

Pembroke72.

It'd already connected a number of times over previous months.

But this was the night she died?

Right.

But somebody connected her laptop

to that router after 10:00 p.m.

After the time of death.

See if you can get the address from the internet provider.

It could take a while, Ma'am. You know what they're like.

Well, you'd better get on with it.

Soon as you've finished here.

Okay, we've made progress on Hannah's phone.

Hannah's last call was to Cal at 17:30

just before she left the library.

But she also messaged somebody after that on an encrypted app.

It says, "Don't tell anyone.

But I was right. The numbers don't add up.

I'm going to talk to him."

It was sent to a user called "Gameface2000."

Elliot.

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What are you doing here?

All the marking that I forgot about while we were Ofsteding.

- Snap. - Oh, yeah.

[CHUCKLES] So how are you? Are you okay?

Yeah, yeah. Okay, yeah.

I see what you mean about Jenn.

It's a lot to put on you.

Yeah, well...

story of my life at the moment.

Well, I know things are dire

when you're drinking that staffroom instant crap.

Oh, yeah. Thank you.

I know it feels like it, but...

you're not alone, Chris.

You know, you've been, like, amazing erm...

Lately, like, so supportive and...

just a great mate.

And erm...

like, you know, if I needed any ear or...

you know, when Jenn's been at work or, or whatever...

erm, yeah... so erm...

thanks. [CHUCKLES]

It's fine. [CHUCKLES LIGHTLY]

But I hope, erm...

I haven't, well, given you the wrong signal or anything?

Have I given you the wrong -

- No, course not... - I hope I haven't.

No, course not.

No, of course not. No.

No, I just want to be your friend, Chris.

[SIGHS]

Cool. [CHUCKLES]

Cool. [LAUGHS]

Yeah.

Right, well, I'd best get back to this marking then.

Yes!

I'll er... I'll see you later.

Yeah.

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JOSEPHINE: She said she was going to talk to someone.

But who?

Elliot definitely knows more than he's letting on.

We'll have to tread carefully, Ma'am.

We'll need an Appropriate Adult to sit in.

He's a grown man.

JENN: He's neurodiverse.

He'll need someone to support him.

JOSEPHINE: He's a murder suspect.

We need to find out what he knows.

Elliot, I want to show you something.

Hannah sent that message the day she died via an encrypted app.

She sent it to somebody with the username "Gameface2000."

When we first met, we asked if you

had any messages from Hannah on your phone.

You said no.

But when we found Hannah's phone, this came up.

Can you account for that?

No comment.

KAREN: Did you delete Hannah's messages, Elliot?

- No, no comment. - Why did you do that?

DS Townsend, my client

hasn't admitted anything of the sort...

It's just basic cyber security,

isn't it?

But you didn't delete everything.

Just the messages from Hannah.

Why was that, Elliot?

She said not to tell anyone.

Hmm.

When she says "The numbers don't add up,"

What numbers does she mean?

No comment.

KAREN: In her text, Hannah said, "I'm going to talk to him."

Who was she going to talk to?

No. Comment.

Did you try and stop her talking to this person?

No.

Look at this, Elliot. What are these containers for?

Don't know.

What do you think those numbers mean?

They... they might be coordinates.

- Coordinates? - GPS.

Longitude and latitude.

But, but you'd need the full thing to be sure.

You can't tell without all the numbers.

Latitude and longitude of what?

I could try a search with the partial coordinates?

See what that gives us.

[KEYBOARD CLACKING]

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That lands us smack bang in the middle of the Bay.

Cross reference with the crime scenes

and any sites that have come up in the investigation.

Where did you get this?

It was on Hannah Dawson's laptop.

She shouldn't have had this.

- It's confidential. - What is it exactly?

I really don't have time for this.

- Can we talk after? - No.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Ok.

We monitor levels of pollution in the Bay,

testing for impurities in the water.

Then independent experts access the data.

And what does it show?

The figures are very clear. The water's clean.

It complies with regulatory standards

as set by the government.

The thing is...

this report hasn't been released yet,

it's embargoed.

It's not even finalised.

So why did Hannah have it?

I don't know.

She shouldn't have had access.

She must have hacked into our system somehow.

What was Hannah working on, Elliot?

- No comment. - Oh, come on, Elliot!

This is Hannah we're talking about.

- I know! - JENN: Well then.

I don't... I just don't...

What? You don't want to what?

I don't want to get her into trouble.

How can you get her into trouble, Elliot?

How can you get her into trouble now?

She's gone.

She's dead.

Do you know how she died, Elliot?

She was strangled.

Whoever did this,

it was up close, it was intimate.

She must have been terrified.

[TEARFULLY] It wasn't me!

Then help us find out who it was.

Hang on, what's that?

Er, textile company Clarkie went to, but it was a dead end.

Check the exact coordinates.

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It's a match.

Where's DS Clarke now?

Get him on the phone.

[BIRDS CHIRPING IN DISTANCE]

- Nobody's home. - Well, it's Sunday.

I rang Mark Scanlan but he's not answering.

Hmm, we could just have a look?

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Ma'am?

I think we've found something.

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Elliot, were you in love with Hannah?

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She was my friend.

Then help us find out what happened.

Who was she going to talk to that day?

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Her supervisor.

David Wallasey.

Get his address and anything else you can find.

We need to do a deep dive. Financial records,

background checks, work associations.

All due respect, Ma'am, that's going to take time.

He could be destroying evidence as we speak.

DS Townsend, we don't have enough to make an arrest.

All we have is circumstantial.

I know. Look, I've talked to him.

He knows me.

Maybe if I go in on the down low, I can get him to open up.

Please trust me on this.

Go.

I'll send backup.

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[DOORBELL CHIMES]

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- Hi. - Hi.

- I'm just heading out. - Oh, this won't take long.

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Are you on your own?

I thought weekends were family time?

Yeah, they're at the shop. Should be back soon.

I just wanted to ask you about Hannah's work.

You said something about data modelling?

Yeah, she was working on a study of coastal erosion.

Why?

It's just that we've found her phone,

and she sent a message to a friend the day she died,

and we were hoping you could shed some light on it.

What does she mean, the numbers don't add up?

I've no idea. Sorry.

She didn't talk to you about it?

No.

We've also recovered data from Hannah's laptop.

But we can't make head nor tail of it.

It'd be useful to get your professional opinion.

Of course. Anything I can do to help.

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[COMPUTER CHIMES]

_

Can I see?

Yeah.

When we first talked,

you said that your relationship with Hannah

was purely professional, student and supervisor?

That's right.

Then why was she here?

She wasn't.

Hannah's laptop connected to your WiFi router

ten times in the past six months?

Why?

Sorry. I...

I do work from home sometimes.

We had some supervision sessions here.

David, was Hannah here the night she died?

Because her laptop was.

[VEHICLE DOORS CLOSE]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

I'm sorry, I'm going to have to ask you to leave.

David Wallasey, I'm arresting you on suspicion

of the murder of Hannah Dawson.

- You're joking... - You do not have to say anything

but it may harm your defence if you do not mention

when questioned something which you later rely on in court.

I want you to leave now.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

Do you understand?

- This is ridiculous. - Do you understand?

CHILD: Dad, we're back!

[POLICE SIRENS WAILING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

- Yes. - I want to wear this to school.

- What's that? - What's happening?

What's going on?

David.

Daddy!

David, what's going on?

The police just need my help.

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[THUNDER RUMBLING]

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You work as a university lecturer, correct?

Yes.

Do you have any other sources of income?

No.

Then how do you explain the series of payments

between four and six thousand pounds per month

paid into your bank account over the last couple of years?

What were these payments for?

Consultancy work.

KAREN: What does that mean, exactly?

Liaising with industry, working with outside partners.

We looked into these payments.

They came from a company called Vita Textiles.

What were they paying you for?

I told you, consultancy work.

Do you know this man?

No.

What about now?

Mark Scanlan, the owner of Vita Textiles.

I asked you earlier about documents

we found on Hannah's laptop.

In your professional opinion, what would you say this is?

Data from water testing in the Bay.

Can you explain to us, in layman's terms, how this works?

The raw data's collected,

then sent on to independent experts to audit it.

Independent experts like you?

I told you, I do consultancy work.

JENN: Including for the Environment Agency?

Did you know that Hannah was carrying out her own tests

in the Bay, along with Cal?

Collecting samples and looking at levels of pollution?

I don't know anything about that.

And that data, Hannah's data,

showed significant amounts of pollution,

including TBP, in the water.

Specifically in this area,

around the outflow pipe at Vita Textiles.

But the official data, from the Environment Agency,

after you'd processed it, that tells a different story.

Doesn't it?

Can I just remind you of your right to no comment?

It depends how you interpret the figures.

What is there to interpret?

It's not black and white.

KAREN: It is black and white.

It's there... in black and white.

The data Hannah collected, and the data you audited

for the Environment Agency.

Hannah discovered far higher readings of pollution

than you reported.

JENN: "The numbers don't add up."

That's why Hannah went to see you that night, isn't it?

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No.

Then why did she go to see you?

I don't know...

[DOORBELL CHIMES]

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Hey.

HANNAH: Can I come in?

Yeah. Yeah, of course.

She just turned up out of the blue.

Sunday night.

Laura and the kids were at her mum's.

Were you in a relationship with Hannah?

No.

No, but...

she had feelings for me.

She told me her and Cal used to have rows about it.

The amount of time she spent with me.

The fact she talked about me all the time.

She was infatuated.

Was she, though?

Or was she just interested in the work

you were doing for Vita Textiles?

Taking backhanders?

Covering up pollution in the Bay.

That's what she found out.

That's why you did it.

[BOTTLES CLATTER]

Perhaps not the best vintage...

[MOUSE CLICKING]

What are you doing?

Nothing.

I have to go.

Hannah...

Hannah, wait. Hannah, wait!

- No! - [GRUNTING]

- Come here! - I believed in you.

I don't know what you're talking about.

You piece of shit.

How much did you get?

I hope it was worth it!

- Hannah! - I spoke to Cal.

He knows I'm here.

He knows everything.

- [HANNAH SCREAMS] - Come here!

- [HANNAH WHIMPERS] - [DAVID GRUNTS]

DAVID: Come here...

[DAVID GRUNTING]

HANNAH: No! No!

I can't even remember what happened.

Can't or won't?

I didn't mean to hurt her, I swear.

I thought the world of her.

I loved her.

You loved her.

That young woman,

that young life, so full of promise.

And you, you just snuffed it out.

And for what? For money?

To protect your reputation?

So, what happened then?

I panicked.

[INHALES SHAKILY]

I didn't know what to do.

[PANTING]

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And what about Cal?

You kill him too?

I had nothing to do with that.

I called Mark.

He said we couldn't risk being found out.

He said he'd handle it. I...

I didn't know what they were going to do, I swear.

[CRYING] When I found out, I was...

[SOBBING]

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

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David Wallasey's been charged with the murder

of Hannah Dawson and conspiracy to murder Cal O'Neill.

We've also issued a warrant for the arrest

of Mark Scanlan of Vita Textiles.

He and his associates are now wanted for murder

and conspiracy to commit fraud.

DS Townsend,

can you speak to Hannah's family?

I want them to hear it from you

before they hear it from anywhere else.

Ma'am.

DS Clarke, inform Cal's last foster family

about the latest developments.

DS Hobson, can I have a word?

In my office.

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I'll leave you to it.

- Have a seat. - [DOOR CLOSES]

Can I ask what this is about?

I'll give you three guesses.

The incident at the vigil's been escalated to my office

by the other officer involved.

Sir...

All you had to do was apologise.

I had nothing to apologise for.

Well then, you're now facing a charge of Gross Misconduct.

Until the investigation's completed

you're suspended from duty.

Now go on.

Clear your desk. Go home.

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[EXHALES DEEPLY]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Are you ready?

Erm, I'm not going.

I've been suspended.

You what?

[EXHALES SHARPLY]

Shit.

- I've got to... - I know.

Go on.

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[EXHALES SLOWLY]

Boss? You shouldn't be here.

Oh, don't you start. Where's the fire?

We charged Hannah's murderer.

David Wallasey. Going to tell the family now.

Okay, go on. I'll see you later.

- Okay. - [CHUCKLES]

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PEARSON: I really appreciate what you've done.

I'll... I'll get on to Estates, get this place fixed up.

MANNING: Hm.

PEARSON: Tony.

What are you doing here?

Er, I work here. [CHUCKLES]

Well, I did.

DI Manning, I expect you'll want a briefing?

Er, no. No, you're okay. I know you're busy.

Aren't you coming back to work?

No, I've been signed off by the doctor.

Paperwork's with HR. I just came to get some stuff,

say hi to the team.

Well, er... thanks for stepping in.

I hear you played a blinder.

We managed. Just about.

Hm.

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Maybe I can have a word, talk him 'round?

[SIGHS]

I just...

I don't know if my heart's in it anymore.

Don't know if I believe in it anymore.

- Boss. - Yes.

Alright. Alright, Clarkie.

I love you, too.

You're kidding me?

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What is it?

We got him.

She was investigating pollution in the Bay

and the people covering it up.

That's how she came into contact with TBP,

collecting samples in the Bay.

Her and Cal.

- Does Julie know? - JENN: No, not yet.

I wanted to tell you first.

Thank you.

JENN: The textile company's being shut down.

And we've issues warrants for the arrests of Cal's killers.

It'll take some time,

but there will be a major clean-up operation.

That's all down to Hannah and Cal.

That were my granddaughter all over.

She grew up hearing me banging on about it.

It used to be teaming with life, the Bay.

Salmon, seabass, shrimp.

Used to be scores of fishing boats going out every morning.

Now there's hardly any. Well, hopefully, that'll change.

And David Wallasey will be behind bars.

Can we see him? Can we meet him?

Do you want to?

I want to look him in the eye.

[VOICE BREAKING] No, no, I'd like to break his fucking neck.

Dad.

What good's that gonna do, eh?

[SIGHS]

Will this be the last time that we'll see you then?

No.

No, I'll still be your Family Liaison Officer,

through the court process and after.

If you've got any questions, or you just want a chat

or a pint, you can give me a call any time, day or night.

[CRYING] Thank you.

We would never have managed it without you.

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- Steve. - STEVE: Yeah, I know.

I'm not staying. I'm just bringing our Bradley back.

[CAR DOOR CLOSES]

- Do you want to come in? - [ENGINE STARTS]

- Tommy. - Steve.

JULIE: Bradley, go and make your dad a cup of tea.

[SIGHS]

Go on, lad. I'll give you a hand.

Don't be getting any ideas.

It's just a cup of tea.

STEVE: Fair enough.

I still can't believe it, can you?

She's gone.

No.

Can I, er...?

Yeah.

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- Doing alright, then, yeah? - Yeah.

Take care, Boss.

I thought you were coming back to work?

No.

I'm... I'm taking some time off.

Doctor's orders.

- Really good to see you, Boss. - Ta.

You are coming back, though?

You're not leaving leaving?

No. No, of course not.

What, can you see me taking up gardening?

Or golf?

I'd go off my nut.

But doctor's right.

Sinead's right.

"Work isn't everything."

See you later.

- See you. - Hm.

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[CELLPHONE RINGING, VIBRATING]

- Hey. - CHRIS: Hey.

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So...

...last night.

I know.

I lost it. I'm sorry.

We all ask too much of you.

But if you keep bottling that up,

until you snap, that is not fair on anyone.

Right? Look, the kids, they were scared.

I was scared.

- I'm sorry. - If we'd talked about this...

like, if we'd really talked about it,

we could have stopped it from happening, right?

About what?

Everything.

[SIGHS]

I think maybe I went back to work too soon.

After my dad.

I think maybe I wasn't ready.

Now Boss is off sick. Karen's suspended.

Everything's changing.

Maybe I need to do the same.

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What are you doing?

Are you just going to run away?

I know when I'm not wanted.

Oh, come on, Mum. I want to make this work.

I'm not a kid anymore.

I'm a grown woman with a life and a career

and a family of my own.

Well, bully for you.

Mum!

Look, maybe we just accept that we don't like each other

and we're never going to get on...

or maybe we make an effort.

We put the work in.

We make it work.

You don't think I like you?

You don't think I love you?

Just because I'm not all touchy-feely

and happy-clappy doesn't mean I don't love you.

'Course I love you. I love the bones of you.

Well, would it hurt to tell me sometimes?

[CHUCKLES] I just did.

Don't go.

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Here you go.

You're alright.

What?

SINEAD: Nothing.

[CLEARS THROAT] Sinead?

Just a week ago,

we were pootling along without a care in the world

and, suddenly, out of the blue, all this.

Look, erm...

you're not under any obligation to, er...

What?

Stay.

I'll be, er... I'll be fine on my own.

I'll manage.

Shut up, you eejit.

[CHUCKLES]

You shut up.

Are you okay?

Weirdly...

I kind of am.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

I had a chat with Gran.

She actually had some good advice.

- Really? - Yeah.

Like what?

Just, er...

time to move on.

Oh, God, don't say that.

- It's true, though. - I know.

ERIN: Er... Jenn? Sorry.

No, it's okay. What's up?

I was just wondering,

this voluntary work at the foodbank,

do you think it can lead to something else?

Like what?

I don't know, just help people.

Like social work or something like that?

Maybe, yeah.

Erm, I know a few people. I can make some calls for you.

Yeah, that'd be great, yeah. Thanks.

- CHRIS: It's ready. - ANNE: Finally.

My stomach thinks my throat's been cut!

Charming.

[INDISTINCT TALKING]

- ANNE: Is this mine? - Yeah, take that one.

Oh, lovely.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

Oh, er, this is really nice.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS CONTINUE]

[VOCALIZING]

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