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1 Rise and shine. Come on.

Come on.

Hey, Cal.

Good to see you.

You're looking well.

Are you all right?

Good job.

Our sister, Gloria Flannery, beloved mother of Michael and Cal,

has gone to her rest in peace with Christ.

May the Lord now welcome her to the table of God's children in heaven.

May we who mourn be reunited one day with Gloria.

Together may we meet Christ Jesus

when He who is our life appears in glory.

Michael. Time to go.

Just... give me a minute with my brother.

Cal. You have to stay... stay strong for me. OK?

- Promise. - I promise.

Good lad.

- So nice of you to come, Ridley. - Oh, come on.

You knew I'd be here.

It finished her. Her eldest boy in prison.

Sent her to an early grave.

You're a bit late thinking about things like that.

The screws won't even let me stay for the wake.

I, er, I see some of Adam Donnelly's associates have showed up.

On you go.

Oh, look who it is!

Look who it is! The Framley Fairy!

Where have you been hiding?

Boom!

Get off me. Get off!

Agh!

- Morning. - You all right?

Male fatality. We've IDed him as Patrick Elliot.

Lived in a flat on the tenth floor. Caretaker found him this morning.

- Has he been there all night? - Body was hidden behind these bushes.

OK. Start asking around. See if the neighbours can enlighten us.

I doubt anyone's gonna talk to us, an estate like this.

Well, if anyone can charm them, Darren, I'm sure it's you.

Dr Newstone.

Depressed skull fracture. Cerebral contusion. Several broken bones.

Typical injury patterns after a fall from any height.

- Any idea when it happened? - He's been dead for a few hours.

I'd say sometime late yesterday evening.

Do we think he could have jumped?

Unlikely. There's some bruising to the neck and upper torso,

inconsistent with a fall from any height. And a tear to his shirt.

Both of which point to a struggle.

We're doing a sweep of the balcony. Might give us some leads.

- Ridley's already up there. - Thanks.

- Ridley. - Carol.

So, no sign of a forced entry. He kept the place locked and bolted.

- Looks like he had cause to. - Yeah. That paint's not fresh.

Somebody bearing a grudge, maybe.

So, what are we thinking, a robbery?

I dunno. If it's a robbery, they'd have taken that wallet.

Looks like he worked at The Juniper Practice,

- that therapy centre up in Burmanton. - Clinical psychologist.

How well did you know Patrick Elliot, then?

Lived on my floor.

Few flats along. Didn't really have too much to do with him.

- Did you see him at all last night? - I bumped into him just by the lifts.

- And what time was this? - I was off out to work.

- Must have been just before seven. - And was anybody with him?

- No. He was definitely on his own. - What about a partner?

Anyone we should be talking to?

He wasn't short of callers.

Coming and going all hours, they were. Couldn't give you any names.

- Where is it you work, then? - At the community centre.

Help out when I'm needed. You know, keep the kids out of trouble.

What kind of trouble are we talking about?

Just the usual shenanigans.

Not much for 'em to do round here.

Hey... jumped, did he?

What makes you say that?

Always had the weight of the world on his shoulders.

We found two sets of shoe prints on the balcony.

These scuff marks on the floor, definite signs of a struggle.

And we'll run a pattern recognition test,

but it's likely one of them belongs to our assailant.

Is there anything else we can work with?

We lifted a palm print, outside of the glass.

We'll need to run it for a match with the deceased.

So, he's on the balcony, and what? He gets rushed, is that it?

They'd have to be pretty strong to have pushed him over the edge.

Sudden rush of blood to the brain releases all sorts of endorphins.

So, he loses his balance,

tries to stop himself from falling.

But by that stage, it's too late.

Hi, I'm looking for room 227.

- Yeah, just up there on your left. - OK. Thank you.

Oh, sorry. Sorry.

Oh, babe, I'm so sorry. I couldn't get a parking space and...

- We're going to have a little girl. - Really?

Oh! She is gorgeous.

She's there!

The Juniper Practice is a registered charity.

Probation orders, erm, court referrals, plenty of ex-offenders.

Yeah, we've probably nicked a few of them.

Yeah. They sign up for counselling, earns them an early release.

How long had Patrick Elliot been working at the practice?

He joined us around five years ago.

I interviewed him myself for the job.

Must have known him pretty well, then?

Practice lunches.

- Occasional drink after work. - Was he working yesterday?

He came in for some case files, late afternoon.

First time we'd spoken in over a week.

So he hadn't been seeing any patients?

He'd been having some personal issues.

I'd recommended a period of home leave. Some time to take stock.

What kind of issues?

Borderline depression. Anxiety attacks.

The stress of the job. It had led to some poor decision making.

Would you care to elaborate on that?

Patrick had a tendency to get too involved with his patients.

You can never take on their problems.

- What about his private life? - I know Patrick was gay.

He never mentioned a partner.

These patients that he wasn't allowed to see...

do you think any of them would've been known to the police?

We use counselling to help them move forward.

It would help us move this investigation forward

if you let us see the details of the patients.

That would compromise everything we do here. A blatant breach of trust.

Their medical records would remain confidential.

I'm under no obligation to share that information.

And you know that as well as I do.

Patrick Elliot, 36.

Body was discovered this morning on the Framley Estate.

He had a fatal fall from the tenth-floor balcony.

He was suffering from stress and depression.

- So we can't rule out a suicide? - The flat had been ransacked.

There were signs of a struggle on the balcony.

And his movements yesterday, have we established a timeline?

We know he went to The Juniper Practice at around 5pm.

He had a run-in with the medical director there,

when she refused to allow him to return to work.

Dr Samantha Larsson. Bit of a tough cookie.

Had no problem stonewalling all of our questions.

We got a statement from that neighbour, Diane Blaine.

She reported seeing Patrick arrive home around 7pm.

- She was certain he was alone. - No partner that we know of.

But we have established that Patrick was gay.

The neighbour implied he had regular visitors.

She didn't elaborate, but the gist was clear.

Get on to his service provider, phone logs, recent calls.

See if he was using any dating apps.

The deceased's door was recently defaced with paint.

According to the caretaker,

there'd been regular reports of anti-social behaviour.

That estate does have a bit of a rep.

Let's check the command and control system, Darren.

- Any recent callouts to that address. - CCTV from the flats,

those doorbell cameras. Let's see if that leads to anything.

If not, we can issue a public appeal.

Dr Larsson also refused to allow us

to see the details of Patrick Elliot's patients.

Which was a great frustration to us

because the practice is known to work with ex-offenders.

It might be worth looking into, see if any names flag up.

Fine. I'll apply for a court order. But let's exercise some discretion.

A word? My office.

Michael Flannery's mother.

Heard you attended her funeral yesterday.

Oh, I see, yes. No, I showed up.

Openly consorting with a convicted murderer.

I would not call it consorting, no.

This consultancy role comes with certain responsibilities.

That may be, but what people have got to get their head round

is that I am not a working detective any more,

and what I do in my own time is my business.

Not if it reflects badly on this force, it isn't.

We have to be careful.

Right, well, I'm sorry I interrupted the PR drive.

Believe it or not, Ridley, I'm just looking out for you.

OK. Well, your concern has been noted.

I hear Eve Marbury's pleaded guilty to manslaughter.

Really?

So sad, the whole thing, isn't it?

You know, Kate aside,

you've always been a poor judge of women.

- Oh. - It's not a good trait in a copper.

Right. Well, you know, that'll maybe explain

how I ended up with you as a mate.

Oh, ouch!

Michael Flannery's mother was buried yesterday.

I had a bit of a run-in with Adam Donnelly's associates.

They laid flowers on Kate and Ella's grave.

You think that's some kind of threat?

Well, it was my evidence that sent him down, you know.

I reckon they knew I'd show up at the funeral.

But now you're an ex-copper, with no-one to watch your back.

Yeah, right. No, they were just winding me up.

This is serious, Alex.

I mean, you should be worried.

- We should be worried. - Come on.

If Adam Donnelly and his mates wanted to do something,

they'd have done it by now.

Well, I hope you're right.

Because the last thing either of us need is any more grief.

What the hell are you doing, coming to the club?

They've set a date for Adam Donnelly's trial.

All the more reason why we shouldn't be talking.

Donnelly isn't stupid.

He's going to work it all out. That I'm your source.

It could have been any number of people, all right?

I've got access to the database. Staff rosters, PIN codes.

I knew when he was bringing those consignments in.

Look, I told you, our sources are always protected.

I've given you my word on that, all right?

So just keep your head down. You've just gotta keep your distance.

At least until we get him banged up, all right? So off you go.

Go on, get home.

And, Michael.

Don't ever show up here again.

So, we've catalogued the full extent of the injuries

sustained in the fall.

Multiple fractures, notably thoracic and lumbar spine.

Extensive abdominal trauma.

And some visceral damage to the internal organs.

There was also a tear to the tissue of the left deltoid.

Which adds weight to the theory he was pushed.

Hung on for dear life before he fell.

The palm print?

Confirmed as a match with the deceased.

Alcohol in the postmortem fluids and tissues.

Also traces of oxycodone,

a prescription opiate.

And a combination of drugs and booze would have made him woozy.

You know, might have affected his balance.

Any joy with the shoe treads?

The first set belonged to the deceased,

the trainers he was wearing when he fell.

The other set were quite distinctive.

I'd say something more formal.

Glass tumbler in the kitchen had been wiped clean.

So chances are, Patrick knew his killer?

I did find a couple of matching prints

that haven't been accounted for.

Did you match them against the database?

No joy, I'm afraid.

That rules out our offender as having any previous.

We need to get a list of Patrick Elliot's patients.

- Must get Goodwin going on that. - Yeah, that chat you had with him.

- Was it anything I should know about? - No.

Just him trying to keep me on message.

"Blossom"?!

Everything all right?

- Oh, Geri's pregnant. - Oh, congratulations!

Thanks. She's coming up with some god-awful names, though.

Bluebell, Coral, Meadow.

- Little girl, then, is it? - Yeah.

Another dose of oestrogen for Jack to contend with.

Poor old Jack.

Can we keep it between us for now, though?

- Oh, yeah, of course. - Thanks.

- Boss? - Yes.

I followed up on those anti-social behaviour incidents

- on the Framley Estate. - Mm?

Neighbourhood police were called out

on three separate occasions by Patrick Elliot.

He claimed he'd been a victim of homophobic abuse

by a gang of girls on the estate.

He also reported a break-in six months ago.

Some personal items were stolen, a watch and a tablet

- and some personal documents. - Did we get any names?

The ringleader's Rochelle Blaine, Patrick's neighbour.

We've got a statement from the caretaker on the Framley Estate.

And apparently you and your friends

are a regular source of trouble.

All we ever get from your lot is grief.

You were named by Patrick Elliot in a number of complaints

he made to the police.

Alcohol-related nuisance, criminal damage and homophobic abuse.

We gave him a bit of lip, now and then. Bit of banter, that's all.

These days that's what's known as a hate crime, Rochelle.

Which earned you a Criminal Behaviour Order.

People like him,

his sort...

Sometimes they're just asking for it.

- And what sort might that be, Rochelle? - It just wasn't right.

That's all she's saying.

What about this burglary, six months ago?

Rochelle had nothing to do with that.

I see from the statement that you gave DS Lakhan,

you failed to mention

that your daughter and the deceased had history.

Which makes me think that you're trying to cover for her.

I didn't know that she'd been out. Not until I got back home from work.

So you're confirming, for the record,

that your daughter wasn't home on Monday night?

It's hard to keep tabs on her sometimes. She runs me ragged.

Yes, well, I think I can help you with that.

Here's a screen grab from a CCTV camera,

showing Rochelle outside the lock-ups with her mates.

We were talking, that's all.

You were giving Patrick Elliot verbal abuse.

Was that just a bit of banter, as well?

Your mates also confirmed you were drinking.

Both of which breach the terms of your Criminal Behaviour Order.

I think you and your friends followed Patrick Elliot

back to his flat and just continued where you left off.

We never went anywhere near his flat.

Ask my girls. They'll tell you.

All their accounts of that evening seem to tally.

An altercation with the deceased outside the lock-ups.

Though one girl did break ranks.

She said that Rochelle left the group around 8:30.

And went off to see her boyfriend, Jared Boakes.

And he was questioned in connection to that burglary

at Patrick Elliot's flat.

- Come on. - I've not done nothing.

Watch your head. Mind your head, Jared.

We've got a statement from one of your mates.

She claims that you met up with Jared Boakes on the evening

- that Patrick was murdered. - So, what if I did?

Well, that would mean that you've been lying to us, Rochelle.

And it calls into question your account of that night.

We spent some time at his lock-up. the garages on the estate.

What were you doing?

Do you want me to draw you a picture?

Oh, Rochelle!

You were told not to associate with Jared.

- It was a condition of your CBO. - Why do you think I didn't tell you?

This lock-up, what's in it?

Jared keeps all kinds of stuff in there.

Let's get them bagged and tagged.

We're questioning Rochelle Blaine

in connection to Patrick Elliot's murder.

And as you were with her on Monday night, you're the one person

who can vouch for her whereabouts after 8:30pm.

OK, I was with her. About an hour, tops.

Which directly contravenes the conditions

of the Criminal Behaviour Order.

Which, in turn, could earn you a custodial sentence.

Now, we know that Rochelle

and Patrick Elliot had an altercation earlier on that evening.

Yeah. She was mouthing off about Patrick as usual.

I told her I didn't need the aggravation.

And then, sadly, a few hours later he was murdered.

Which had nothing to do with me.

Patrick Elliot was burgled six months ago.

You were questioned as a person of interest.

- What's this got to do with Rochelle? - The break-in at Patrick's flat.

A wristwatch was one of the items that was reported stolen.

The same watch that we found hidden in your lock-up.

- Never seen it before. - Really?

That's strange... cos your fingerprints are all over it.

Monday, I never went near the place. D'you think I'd be that stupid?

Well, I imagine Rochelle could be very persuasive.

Full of resentment. Bearing a grudge. Couldn't see her friends.

Couldn't see her mates. Couldn't see her boyfriend.

And all because of Patrick Elliot and the complaint that he made.

It was like he could see it.

That she was broken.

Chelle couldn't bear that.

So she thought she'd go and even the score.

And you were on a promise, so you just went along for the ride.

We hooked up. We made out.

We went home.

Jared Boakes' prints didn't match the one's at the flat.

We didn't find any shoes that fit the tread on the balcony.

We can charge him with the theft of the mobile phones.

Let's liaise with the team who are investigating the burglary.

But we know that watch was stolen six months ago.

We've got nothing to connect him to Patrick's murder.

Patrick Elliot's patients. Any joy with that court order?

Medical records just came in. Handed over under duress by Dr Larsson.

- I'll have a good look through them. - Confidential information, Ridley.

Let's make sure it stays that way.

Listen, Carol, I've been looking through

Patrick Elliot's patients' files.

The name that jumps out at me is Cal Flannery.

Michael Flannery's younger brother.

He's been in counselling for the last 18 months.

Grief trauma, anger management.

His last appointment was just over two weeks ago.

Well, that makes sense, with when Patrick was furloughed.

Yeah, exactly. However, there's been five calls to Patrick's phone

in the last week alone.

And the caller's ID has been traced to an address in Stanley Corner.

Number 24.

- That's Gloria Flannery's house. - OK?

So he's the brother of a convicted murderer.

Yeah, but that doesn't mean that he's guilty of anything.

Yeah, I know. I know. We still have to follow this through, right?

Do you really think he'll talk to you?

He knows I've still been in touch with Michael. So...

there's a wee bit of common ground there somewhere, isn't there?

- Cal Flannery? - Yeah, who's asking?

DI Farman. Copelton Police.

What's he doing here?

He's got no right coming round here, him.

We just want to ask you some questions.

Might be best if we do it inside.

What's all this about?

We understand that you were one of Patrick Elliot's patients?

Yeah, the social services put me in touch with the centre.

They used to check up on me and my mum.

Oh, so you'd been seeing him for some time, then?

I had a few issues that needed addressing.

Listen, I looked at your progress report,

that made interesting reading. According to Patrick,

your well-being was called into question, is that right?

What're you talking about? You shouldn't be looking at that.

That's private stuff.

You must have known that he had been suspended?

Yeah. The practice got in touch.

- That must've been tough. - Didn't need him any more.

I don't think that's really true, is it, Cal?

It appears from Patrick Elliot's phone records

that you had stayed in touch.

Yeah. Might have rang him now and again.

He always said it was fine if I needed to talk.

Ever been round his house?

- I didn't even know where he lived. - Really?

Where were you on Monday evening, Cal?

My mum's wake.

Ask him. He'll tell you.

Yeah, he was there, at the funeral. Weren't you?

This wake, was it local?

Social club on Kirkhall Rise.

I must've been the last to leave.

That was the evening Patrick Elliot was murdered.

What's that got to do with me?

Well, you see, these phone calls make you a person of interest to us.

We're just asking you some questions, Cal.

Some routine enquiries.

I'm still grieving me mum.

And... and you two coming round here asking questions

that I can't answer, what do you want me to say?

I've bagged up all of her clothes there.

Ready to take to the charity shop. But it's been sitting there days.

Yeah. Must be tough, you know.

On your own. Everybody gone. Nobody left.

Do you know that they threatened her?

Couple of Adam Donnelly's lot, after they sent Michael down.

They said her son was on borrowed time. Do you know that?

- You should have called the police. - What good would that have done?!

I saw what you did to Michael.

You went to his mother's funeral?

- It's complicated. - Yeah, it always is with you, Ridley.

He's lying through his teeth.

You had no right to bring up his medical records.

It was a good job I did. We got a rise out of him.

The sooner I get down to this social club,

the sooner I can check out his alibi.

Yes, I will get a uniform on to it. But you are stepping away from this.

Fine.

Fine. It's your case.

I'm releasing Rochelle into your care

as a person under investigation.

She won't be facing any charges, and neither will Jared Boakes.

But they are both still under suspicion.

Rochelle?

Mrs Blaine, do you understand what I'm saying to you?

I did clock someone, that night.

What, and this has only just come to mind

since your daughter's been implicated?

He was by the entrance bit. Nowhere near the flat.

Can you describe him?

Late 20s. Dark hair.

You know, attractive looking.

Had you seen him before?

Wasn't local.

I know all the lads on the estate.

Smart suit. Black tie.

That's the reason he stood out.

We have another potential lead.

Michael Flannery's brother was one of Patrick's patients.

- What? - No record. No previous.

We are still checking out his alibi on the evening of the murder.

You've spoken to him already?

Ridley insisted we ask some questions.

I'm assuming this is based on some pertinent intel?

Cal Flannery and Patrick were still in touch.

His medical notes reported erratic behaviour.

I'll need more than that, Carol.

He also fits the description Diane Blaine just gave me.

A young male that she claims she saw on the evening of the murder.

Right. Let's bring him back in for a line-up.

See if she can make an ID.

Sir, Ridley's behaviour earlier with Cal Flannery,

it was concerning.

He seems to want to settle some scores. I had to warn him off.

I've never seen it before, but it worries me.

- You're running this case, Carol. - I know.

But it's not a call I wanna make.

- Then let me make it for you. - Sir.

- Ridley?! - Yeah?

Glad I caught you before you left.

Yeah. I'm giving evidence in Donnelly's trial tomorrow.

- Bit of light reading. - The CPS have thrown us a curveball.

They have concerns that our source was never registered.

Concerns our source was never registered?

Flannery would never have agreed to it. It's got to be off the books.

The defence will ask how you got hold of the evidence.

You'll have to give them a name, Ridley.

Oh, for Christ's sake!

I gave him my word.

Recruiting an informant without due process.

No authorisation, no risk assessment.

You broke every rule in the book.

Yeah. You'd no problem with it at the time!

No problem taking the plaudits when we made all those arrests.

The only thing that matters is getting Donnelly sent down.

We've worked too hard to throw it all away.

No names, you said.

Look. We needed your evidence to send him down.

There was no other choice.

D'you think I'm ever gonna be safe after this?

We are going to put Adam Donnelly away for a long time.

- Somewhere he can't touch you. - He called me.

From his prison cell.

Said he were going to chop me up. I'm a dead man, Ridley.

Look, I will talk to the DCI.

We'll give you a safe house, till this all calms down.

A safe house?

I need witness protection. Somewhere a long way from Allerton.

It's complicated. Look, you were never an official informant.

So what, you... you're gonna just wash your hands of me?

No. No. I'm gonna fix it. I promise you I will fix it.

I've heard enough of your promises.

Seems like they don't count for much.

Michael...

Michael!

There was really no need for a court order.

Well, you know.

The police felt that you were obstructing a murder enquiry.

So I think there was every need.

I was looking out for my patients.

One of those patients I'd like to talk to you about. Cal Flannery.

- I never discuss individual cases. - Absent father.

Brother in prison. Buried his mother two days ago.

OK, in here.

He's never really ever had anyone there for him.

Yeah, well, Patrick Elliot was there for him.

- Until you made that intervention. - It's all on record.

Was Cal one of those patients that Patrick got too close to?

Cal had grown too attached to Patrick.

Their sessions had become too intense. Inappropriate.

What are you saying? That, er, the relationship was sexual?

That's a line Patrick would never have crossed.

Well, we know that they kept in touch,

the two weeks of Patrick's suspension.

Are you seriously suggesting that Cal might have killed him?

I'm just saying, in your professional opinion,

given the circumstances,

would you say that Cal was capable of murder?

That's a question the police need to answer.

If you'll excuse me, I need to get to work.

Patrick Elliot's relationship with Cal Flannery.

Dr Larsson called it inappropriate.

And how exactly did you find that out?

Well, I went to see her this morning.

After I warned you to step away from this?

Just following up a lead, that's all.

Ridley...

a word, please.

Yeah, look, if it was just a bunch of kids on a housing estate,

there'd be a lot more to connect them to the crime,

they'd have stolen the wallet, the phone.

OK. Carol tells me you went to see Cal Flannery.

Oh, right.

Yeah, I think she thought I was gonna be compromised.

She was right to be concerned. Michael Flannery's brother!

Yes, but what if Cal Flannery

and Patrick Elliot's relationship was more than just professional?

So, what, you're saying that this is a crime of passion?

Well, it's definitely a line of enquiry. I definitely...

Sorry to intrude, sir.

Diane Blaine's just arrived for the VIPER line-up.

No.

No... Wait.

Number seven.

It's definitely him.

Dr Larsson.

I got a phone call from your duty solicitor.

She told me you'd arrested Cal Flannery.

Yes. We're just about to question him in relation to Patrick's murder.

Cal's been diagnosed as a vulnerable adult.

Oh, he failed to mention that when we arrested him.

Which casts doubt on his ability to participate

effectively in procedures related to this investigation.

Yes, I am familiar with PACE codes of practice.

I've brought along one of our own solicitors.

He'll be taking over as Cal's brief.

He'll need a proper psychiatric assessment

to determine his suitability for questioning.

- She's playing for time. - Well, maybe if you hadn't riled her.

If we hold back, we can search his house.

While that solicitor advises him to give a no-comment interview.

Let's get him signed off by a doctor.

And when we do interview him, you won't be anywhere near him.

We spoke to several of the mourners

who attended your mother's wake on Monday.

And no less than three of them

confirm that you left the club around 8:30pm.

They must have got that wrong.

They also said you'd been drinking heavily.

I'd just buried my mum.

You told us that you didn't know where Patrick Elliot lived.

That's right.

But we found your prints all over his flat.

Can you explain how they got there?

You're under no obligation to answer that.

I went round to, to return a book that I'd borrowed.

Must have been a couple of weeks ago.

So you lied when you told us that you'd never been there?

I wasn't supposed to be in contact with him.

- I didn't wanna get in trouble. - Which book?

- What? - What was the title?

It was one of his... one of his therapy books.

He thought it might be good for me to read.

We have a witness who can place you on the Framley Estate

on the night that Patrick Elliot was murdered.

She picked your face out of a line-up.

This is... This is... This is him trying to...

Trying to set me up. This is what he's trying to do.

DI Ridley! He's trying to set me up! He's trying to set me up!

Can none of you see it?!

And do you know... Do you know something?

He's got nothing on me.

We've got a CSI team, Cal, round at your mother's house.

They're searching for evidence that can tie you to this.

Well, they're not gonna find anything.

Those clothes that you wore to your mother's funeral.

They were bagged up ready for disposal,

yesterday, when we came round to talk to you, weren't they?

I've told you - they were my mother's clothes.

Was your relationship with Patrick ever sexual?

I don't think that question's appropriate.

Unless he's got something to hide?

We were close.

We'd made a connection.

Maybe he misread the signs, I don't know.

Are you saying that he came on to you?

Cos I swear I didn't see it coming.

I thought I could trust him.

The thing is, Cal...

..I think that Patrick Elliot stopped taking your calls.

And then you went over there to have it out with him.

No.

And he made a clumsy pass at you, you lost it.

- And then you lashed out. - No, I wasn't there!

I think we should take a short recess.

OK.

Why are you protecting Cal Flannery?

He's a vulnerable adult with some deep-rooted underlying trauma.

It's my job to make sure he gets a fair hearing.

We've got phone calls.

We've got fingerprints. We've got a positive ID.

And contrary to what the public might think,

we're not in the business of stitching people up.

Cal displays classic traits of narcissism.

He's self-obsessed and prone to self-pity.

His lack of empathy could easily be misconstrued.

So no guilt. No remorse.

Maybe it's your judgement that should be called into question.

- What exactly do you mean by that? - The Adam Donnelly conviction.

All based on evidence provided by Cal's brother.

Michael Flannery has nothing to do with this.

I read up on the fire, what happened to your family.

It must have been so hard, losing them both like that.

Yeah. Yes, we are... We're working through it. Yeah.

If you needed to talk to someone, I'm a good listener.

Yeah. Thanks. Thanks for the offer.

A problem shared. Another perspective.

It always helps to talk it out.

Do you never record your sessions?

Does Patrick ever record his sessions?

He may have done, on occasion.

And where would they be kept? At the practice?

It's unlikely. He'd taken most of his work home with him.

OK.

- Ridley? - Oh.

Still hard at it?

It will take us a few days to process the whole scene.

Mm. Yeah.

Do you mind if I have another look around?

We've boxed most of it up and logged it as evidence,

but yeah.

Thank you.

'They're stopping my mum's treatment.'

'Sorry to hear that, Cal.'

'Nothing they can do.'

Everyone I care about, they always end up leaving me.

You told me in our last session

that it was your brother who brought you up.

My dad left when I was small.

Mum gave up after that.

You looked up to Michael?

Felt sorry for him.

Would you like to talk about how you felt when they sent him to prison?

I don't want to talk about that.

'He murdered two women.'

'He never thought there was anyone home that night.'

No light on.

No car on the driveway...

Flames took hold in seconds.

'Never thought it would burn through like that.'

Clothes stank of petrol for weeks.

Me mum tried to wash them,

but she couldn't get the smell out of them. Just... lingered.

Is there something you're trying to tell me, Cal?

Will you turn that thing off?

No, Ridley!

Wait! Kate!

Ella! Kate!

No! No! No!

You know, I could always stay home this evening.

Oh, you don't think you'd be missed?

- The big celebration? - Yeah.

What's going on with Ella?

I thought her and Owen were... love's young dream and all that.

Some history with another girl, apparently.

Oh, I see.

- I can hear you, you know? - Oh.

In my day, you'd've sent flowers at this point.

- You're so old-school, Dad. - Nothing wrong with that.

- Still hasn't rung. - Oh, darling.

Look, by the time I get back, this'll all be sorted.

And if he hasn't phoned,

- he's not the one. - See you, Dad.

Why am I always the last to know?

Cos you're never here, Alex.

Yeah, well, now that we've got Adam Donnelly banged up,

be a lot calmer around here. I can tell you.

Mm! Wonder how many times I've heard that before.

Listen, I'll just show me face at the pub.

I'll be back in no time.

Hm!

Can I have everyone's attention? Just for a moment.

After a year-long investigation,

we have managed to close down Adam Donnelly's organisation.

So let's have a few drinks. You deserve it.

I'll just remind any detectives who are on call tomorrow

that you should be tucked up in bed by midnight.

I was in court this morning for the verdict.

14 years, Ridley.

Yeah. He'll do ten with good behaviour.

We got the job done.

I've been speaking to Michael Flannery.

He tells me Donnelly's been threatening to kill him.

Have any threats been corroborated?

Oh, come on, Paul. This needs an intervention.

I promised we'd protect him.

You think Donnelly's gonna let this go?

You ran him off book, Ridley, but OK.

I'll bring it up with the ACC. See if she can pull some strings.

Well, I hope so,

because if our source ends up with a bullet in his head,

this celebration's gonna look a bit previous.

Wasn't expecting a visit.

Your brother's been arrested.

What's he supposed to have done?

We've arrested him in connection with the murder of his therapist.

Cal hasn't got it in him.

Except we both know that's not true, Michael, don't we?

Sorry? You've lost me.

His therapist recorded all their sessions.

Everything Cal said.

The night of the fire?

He remembered every detail.

It were down to me to look after him.

- Keep him out of trouble. - The man of the house, eh?

Someone had to step up.

What, to take the load off your sainted mother?

You leave her out of this.

I bet the day you were sent down, she was glad to see the back of you.

- Shut up! - Pathetic excuse of a son.

You took the rap for two murders, you didn't commit.

- What kind of a man does that? - I did it. Me. I killed 'em.

Yeah, except you were already gone.

You were halfway down the road to London when we picked you up.

How long would my brother survive here? Wouldn't last a week!

All those months leading up to the trial.

All those prison visits. You lied to me.

- I told you what you wanted to hear. - He played you, Michael.

Like he played everyone else.

He got you sent down for life for a crime you didn't commit.

Banged up on the seg wing, afraid to go into the yard.

Thanks to you.

You think you're looking after him.

What's he ever done for you?

Give him up, Michael. Tell us the truth.

I think we're done here.

You wanted to talk to me?

There's a reason why that flat was turned over.

Cal Flannery was looking for something.

He was looking for these.

These are the recording sessions between him and Patrick Elliot.

I found them bagged up in one of our evidence boxes.

You've removed evidence from a crime scene?!

No, no, listen to me. Listen to me.

If Cal Flannery had confessed to a previous murder,

that's motive enough for him to want Patrick Elliot dead.

Hang on, a previous murder?

Ridley, we've just released him from custody.

You've let him go?!

Maybe if you had brought me the evidence earlier,

I would've had something to charge him with.

You threw me off the case, Carol.

You know, you went over my head to Goodwin.

I went out on a limb for you

when everyone else said you were damaged goods.

Come on, you needed me. Everybody needed me.

I'm who you go to when you need to catch a break!

This is serious misconduct, and I'm gonna have to report it.

Cal Flannery murdered Kate and Ella.

And for some twisted reason, his brother is covering for him.

Now, for Christ's sake, get out there and find him!

'You have a call from Michael Flannery,

'an inmate of Her Majesty's Prison, Bradfield.

'If you wish to accept this call, press one.'

- Michael? - Tell me you didn't kill him.

- It's fine. They let me go. - That's not what I asked you, Cal.

He had it all recorded.

- He wanted to go to the police. - Oh, Jesus.

If they knew where those recordings were,

they'd have charged me by now, wouldn't they?

Ridley came to see me. He already listened to them.

- What did you tell him? - Enough.

Cal?

Cal!

They picked him up at a motorway service station.

Found him through his phone GPS.

He's admitted sole responsibility for the arson attack.

I'm so sorry, Ridley. I... I don't know what to say.

I just don't...

Just what he did...

How he could hurt them?

I've got to ask...

Cal Flannery's details have been circulated to all the forces.

Look, Ridley, I'm removing you from this investigation.

We'll need to discuss any future consultancy role

if and when you're ready to come back to work.

You did the right thing, 18 months ago,

recommending retirement on medical grounds.

I really wasn't much good to anybody.

Well, maybe if I'd listened when you'd warned me...

..they'd still be alive today.

And if you hadn't stopped me, running into that house...

..I might've died in there with them.

Go home, Ridley.

Ridley?

Ridley!

Ridley!

Thank you. Thank you.

There's a patrol car on the way.

They'll want a statement.

"Nothing to worry about", you said.

But this wasn't Donnelly's handiwork.

Well, someone is out to put the frighteners on us.

Yeah... and now I know who.

Ridley?

Michael Flannery took the rap for his brother.

It was Cal Flannery that murdered Kate and Ella.

But, but Michael confessed. Well, he pleaded guilty.

I was there in the court, I heard him.

He described the house in the witness box. Every detail.

I remember his face.

The shame when he looked at his mother.

I know, but he got all that stuff from Cal.

Donnelly was after Michael's blood. He wanted him dead.

And he told Cal it was all down to me.

And Cal, he just couldn't cope with the idea of his brother's betrayal.

So he decided to get even.

But why would Michael cover for him? After everything he'd done?

Families, Annie.

They just do whatever it takes.

You know, ever since...

..Kate and Ella died, it's like you've just...

..you've just kept them in aspic.

Hiding behind all those cases.

Other people's grief.

- You've got to let them go, Alex. - I know, Annie, I know.

I know.

Hello? It's the police.

- Do you need me to stay? - No. No, no.

No, you go out and find him.

Ridley?

- 'Ey up. - You all right?

- Yeah. How you doing? - Yeah, good.

Hey, he'll be home soon. He left the door unlocked.

Yeah, he always leaves it open.

You a friend of his, then?

He used to knock around with my brother.

Oh, I've just come over to work on the boat.

Been doing it up together.

- Have you? - Yeah.

He must have forgotten. I'll try and call him.

I can't... let you do that.

DS Farman.

Detective Inspector now.

Your brother's gone to ground. He's in the frame for three murders.

If you had any proof of that, you never would've let him go.

Ridley's already handed those recordings over.

That's enough to send Cal down. Puts you in the clear.

So what, you're here to make amends, or to clean up Ridley's mess?

- We know you tipped Cal off. - I asked him to turn himself in.

Well, bearing in mind all those lies that you've told us before,

you can understand why we might not believe you.

Michael, he's already killed three people.

You have to help us find him.

Cal knows you're onto him. Nothing left to lose.

If I know my brother, he's going after Ridley.

Could he be armed?

Move!

Jack?

- Come on. - Jack!

This is DI Farman, Copelton CID.

I'm on route to The Boat House in Hepton Water.

We are dealing with a suspect in connection with a murder.

The offender may be armed. I repeat, he may be armed and dangerous.

Requesting armed response unit to attend.

'Cal? Cal, it's Ridley.

'Are you in there?'

Listen, I've been to the club. I got your message.

Cal?

'Are you in there?'

Ridley. I'm here.

Cal!

Put that gun down!

Listen, it's me you want, that boy has got nothing to do with this.

I don't care, he shouldn't have been here!

Yes, I know. But you can't hold a gun to a child's head.

Abducting a minor is not gonna go good for you here, Cal.

Just let the boy walk out of here, just let him go...

and we can sort this out together.

You think I'm gonna trust you after what you did to Michael?

I spoke to Michael.

He's worried about you.

He thinks you're not thinking straight.

He's always looked after you, hasn't he?

No, no! No, the thing with Michael is, he's weak.

He's a weak man. He ran away, couldn't hack it.

Someone had to pay you back.

Well, now's your chance. Come on, I'm here.

Just let that lad go!

Put the gun down.

We can sort this out together. Just man to man. Come on.

Geri, I'm in the middle of something right now, love.

- You spoken to Jack? - 'No.'

I've tried his mobile and he isn't picking up.

'I think he said he was going over to Ridley's place.'

Think they were finishing the boat?

'I'll call you back.'

Right... you and me.

Let's go.

Wait!

Come in.

- Over there. - Yeah.

- Go on! - Yes.

Going. That's it.

Go on, Jack!

Jack?

Jack!

It's OK. I've got you, I've got you.

Let me see, are you hurt? Are you hurt?

- Let me check. Are you OK? - I'm OK.

Oh, sweetheart.

He's in there with Ridley still. He's got a gun.

I need you to tell me exactly what's happening, OK?

- Yeah. - All right?

Come on, you're doing great.

You're gonna try and talk me out of it.

- Is that the plan? - Yeah.

Something like that, yeah.

I like it here.

Peaceful, isn't it?

- Yeah. - Very quiet.

It's a beautiful house.

Does it give you... a-a chance to think about them?

Yeah.

I've had a lot of time to think about my wife and daughter, Cal.

Let me tell you this.

I listened to those recordings, Cal.

The recordings that you made with Patrick Elliot.

Yeah, you were looking for them, but we found them.

You murdered Kate and Ella!

No. That's bullshit!

That confession would never, never hold up in court. Never stand up!

So why did you kill Patrick Elliot?

Because he betrayed me.

Patrick!

Cal?

Look... You can't come round here any more.

I've already told you that.

My mum died.

Yeah. Come on... It's all right. Come on.

'I think he just saw through you.'

I think he saw the man that you really are.

I told him things I'd never told anyone.

I've been thinking about our last session.

- The things we talked about. - Yeah.

I trusted him. And he set me up.

You need to hand yourself in to the police.

You said everything that we spoke about,

that was gonna be between me and you. That's what you said.

Yeah, I know. But you committed a serious crime, Cal.

I've got an obligation to report this.

So what, you buried your mother

and then you just went over there and murdered him, is that it?

It's OK. All right? You know, I can come with you.

You don't have to do this on your own.

It's gonna be OK.

He went back on a promise.

- Yeah. - The same way you did with Michael.

Oh, come on. Michael knew what he was getting into.

He didn't grass Donnelly up for the greater good.

He was paid, it was all bought and paid for!

No! No!

No, he...

They-they were out for him. They wanted blood.

They wanted him dead, and it was all down to you.

Everything that happened was all your fault.

Yeah, all right. Yes, I'll take my share of the blame for that.

Yes, you will!

But it's the end of road for you, Cal.

Any minute now, there's gonna be

an armed response team coming through there,

and I'm the only ticket you have out of here.

Oh, really?

How do you work that one out?

Cos I'm the one with the... the gun.

I want the whole of the reservoir sealed off and contained.

Set up some sight lines each side of the house. Stay back.

- Find positions. - OK.

Let's make sure the paramedics are standing by.

- We can't leave this up to Ridley. - He saved my son's life, sir.

And if there's anyone that might be able to engage with Cal, it's him.

You saw him today, Carol.

He's in no state to talk anyone down,

- least of all Cal Flannery. - Sir.

We need to set up a line of communication.

Get a dialogue up and running.

- Shut the curtains. - What?

Shut the curtains now! Move.

Come on, quick!

Sit!

'You've reached Kate, Alex and Ella.

'We're not home right now,

'but if you leave a message, we'll get back to you.'

There we go!

See, I've always wondered... who you hate more.

Is it the man who murdered your family...

..or the copper who let them die?

What kind of a man lets two innocent women burn in their beds?

I just wanted you to feel the way I did.

Sir, no answer on the landline or Cal's mobile phone.

Would it help if I said that I was... sorry, would it?

No.

I did it for Michael.

To show them that the Flannerys couldn't be messed with.

Yeah?

And now your own brother's washed his hands of you.

Oh, no, no, no, no. We're family. We're blood.

You let him take the rap for two murders.

You got him sent down for 25 years for a crime he didn't commit.

Answer it.

They're gonna want to know what you want, Cal.

- Demands, concessions... - Answer it!

No tricks.

All right?

It's Ridley.

It's Ridley, you're on speaker phone.

- Cal's listening, go ahead! - 'Cal?'

This is DCI Goodwin, Copelton Police.

I wanna speak to my brother.

We can make arrangements to call the prison.

That's gonna take some time, Cal.

'We can talk through any grievances, But you need let the hostage go.'

No. No, I am calling the shots here.

- 'Do you understand?' - OK. OK.

Just... Just tell me what you want, Cal.

- I want you all to stand down. - 'Can't do that, Cal.

'We can still resolve this. No-one needs to get hurt.'

Right, well, I've got everything I want, haven't I?

'No concessions. No demands.'

You... you... you tell my brother that I've evened the score.

'There's only one way this is gonna end.'

We need to get this resolved. Whatever it takes.

Sir. Ridley just needs more time, sir.

It's out of my hands now, Carol.

Attention.

Whiskey X-ray...

'All officers authorised to shoot if necessary.'

'Whiskey X-ray 11, movement on red. Lower ground window.'

How long will they be out there for?

For as long as it takes.

You know I can't go to prison, don't you?

Take it.

Go on.

Take it.

I know you'd like to see me dead.

Payback.

You can say there was a struggle. The gun went off.

No-one would ever know.

Please, just take it.

There's two bullets in there.

Just put us both out of our misery.

Please.

'Whiskey X-ray 11, I've got eyes on the possible offender.

'His weapon is aimed at the hostage.'

All units standing by. Suspect sighted.

Kill me!

No... No.

We're gonna walk out of here together, you and me.

And you're gonna spend the rest of your life in a prison.

'Suspect down.'

Ridley! No!

Move with extreme caution. Secure the house.

Medics standing by. Wait for the all-clear.

'Whiskey 310 moving in.'

Moving.

- Go! Go! Go! - Armed Police! Nobody move.

Room clear! Medics!

I always thought we were good together, you and me.

Course we were.

I mean, the job, the hours, you know.

If I could go back and fix all that...

I really miss you, Kate.

- Finished the boat, then? - Yeah, eventually.

Let's sail her out to the island.

Come on!

It's beautiful now.

Heard they were discharging you.

Really glad to see the back of me, to tell you the truth.

How you feeling?

- Yeah, fine. - Good.

I just wanted to thank you for getting Jack out of there safely.

How's he bearing up?

Yeah, he's all right. He's a bit shaken up, but...

Glad to hear it.

We both said some things that we didn't mean.

It was the heat of the moment, wasn't it?

Hm! Do you fancy a lift?

It's a lovely day, I'm OK.

- Fancy a bite to eat Friday night? - Sounds like a plan.

I've got a case I wouldn't mind talking to you about.

Ha! Oh, yeah?

A bullet to the head.

You see now?

You see why I had to protect him?

Cal was out for revenge, Michael.

I might've stopped him. If I hadn't been locked up in here.

No, there was nothing you could do.

And anyway, you won't be locked up for much longer.

I hear arrangements have been made for your release.

And Adam Donnelly will be waiting for me.

No. The DCI, he's done a deal with the Public Prosecution Service.

They're gonna grant you witness protection status.

You're gonna be sent somewhere where Adam Donnelly can never find you.

You did that for me?

After everything that's happened?

I'm doing it for you BECAUSE of everything that's happened.

Bye, Michael.

Ridley.

Well, if I'd known you were coming, I'd have blown up a few balloons.

That's why I didn't warn you I was coming.

Shouldn't you be at home with your feet up?

I've been in bed for two weeks. Anyway, I AM home.

You had me worried there for a while.

Oh, don't worry, I think I'll manage.

I'll be around for a bit yet.

Now, are you sure you're all right to sing?

We don't want you tearing those stitches.

No, I think I can manage, thank you.

Well, try not to fall off that stool, OK?

Shut up and just get me the jacket.

♪ Open up your door ♪

♪ I can't see your face no more ♪

♪ Love is so hard to find ♪

♪ Even harder to define ♪

♪ Open up your door ♪

♪ Cos we've time to give ♪

♪ And I'm feeling it so much more ♪

♪ Open up the door ♪

♪ Open up your door ♪

♪ Open up the door ♪

♪ I can't hear your voice no more ♪

♪ I just want to make you smile ♪

♪ Maybe stay with you a while ♪

♪ Oh, open up your door ♪

♪ Cos we've time to give ♪

♪ And my feelings aren't so obscure ♪

♪ Open up the door ♪

♪ Open up your door... ♪

There she is.

- Lovely, isn't she? - Yeah.

- Here you go, Captain. - Oh. Does this mean I'm in charge?

Oh, yeah.

- Excellent. - You're on the tiller, kid.

♪ So open up the door ♪

♪ And I've never be so sure ♪

♪ Oh, open up the door ♪

♪ Open up the door. ♪

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