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Whoa!

All right, mate, listen.

Five minutes. That's all.

Your mum will go mad if you're late for school.

My grandson. Heh heh!

They got some energy at that age, haven't they?

Oh, look at that!

Excuse me. That bloke... Has he been there long?

Not sure.

- Is he one of the fathers? - I don't think so.

Look, keep an eye on little Gerry for me, will you?

Excuse me, officer. I think that man's gonna need your help.

Oi! I want a word with you!

What do you think you're playing at?

Let go of me.

- Is there a problem? - Yeah.

Gerry Standing, UCOS.

I was just having a word with this gentleman about loitering.

Loitering?

I was here looking for my wife, and this bloody idiot...

- Oi! Calm down. - Let's all calm down.

So you're waiting for your wife, are you?

Well, she can clear this all up, can't she?

Why don't you give her a ring?

Go on. Nice mobile like that?

Looks like a good un. All mod cons... like a camera.

I don't have to listen to this.

No. No, all you've got to do is phone your wife.

- You don't understand. - I think I do.

You haven't got a wife, have you?

I have. It's just...

She's supposed to...

Everyone thinks she's dead.

Look, I'm... I'm not some sort of lunatic.

And I'm not a pervert either.

I've seen my wife here in this park.

Look, I know how that sounds.

Good.

Then you won't mind

having a word with this officer, will you?

Fine.

Better tell them they can put away the pitchforks

and the flaming torches now.

Gerry.

Come on, son. School.

♪ It's all right, it's okay ♪

♪ Doesn't really matter if you're old and gray ♪

♪ It's all right, I say it's okay ♪

♪ Listen to what I say ♪

♪ It's all right, doing fine ♪

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

♪ It's all right, I say it's okay ♪

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

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Yes, nearly done, Scampi.

One meter, 95...

- Brian. - Just a minute, love.

1.96.

What do you think you're doing?

I'm measuring up for the new corner unit.

Aren't I, Scampi?

Well, you were going on about it.

So I thought I might as well get cracking.

So I'll get some wood on the way back from work.

And I might invest in some new tools.

Yes.

Did you know you can get a laser spirit level

accurate to within...

Brian!

- What did I say? - It's not that big a job.

It's not half as complicated as it looks, actually.

It will be if you get involved.

That's not fair, Esther. I'm good at DIY.

Meticulous in my measurements.

I put all the hard work into the preparation.

Yes, then after a week you get bored,

and we're left with a shed full of wood and some useless tools.

Well, that won't happen this time.

No, I know it won't. Because I'm getting a man in.

Over my dead body.

Do you know how much a joiner costs these days?

Possibly slightly less than a laser-powered spirit level.

I'm going to work.

And have you got references? 'Cause I'll need at least three.

What?

Well, just give me the numbers

of your last three customers, then.

Hello?

Didn't Esther want to get a chippie in

because she thought it would be quicker and easier?

Well, she thought wrong.

You can't just entrust the integrity of your home

to any Tom, Dick, or Harry.

I need references.

Haven't you heard of word of mouth?

You know, asking down the pub if anybody knows a decent bloke.

Well, I tend not to get down the pub much these days, Jack.

Any other bright ideas?

Well, you could use your well-honed police instincts.

Get two or three blokes in to give you a quote

and see if you like the look of them.

Now, that could work.

Gerry Standing?

Yeah.

D.I. Petfield, North London Murder Investigation Team.

Oh, right.

I hear you've had a run-in with David Fleeting.

Yeah, he was hanging around the kids in the park.

I didn't like the look of him, so I had a word.

He spun me this line about his dead wife not really being dead.

It's not a line.

David Fleeting lost his wife, Victoria, in a car accident

about 18 months ago.

No suspicious circumstances. No evidence of foul play.

But a year ago, he claims,

he saw her going for a walk in Primrose Hill.

Now, he's so sure it's her, he wants it investigated.

File ended up on my desk.

- Well, was it her? - I seriously doubt it.

Mrs. Fleeting was found dead behind the wheel of her car.

Her sister identified the body. It's all in the case notes.

Yeah, but you did make inquiries?

Not yet, but I'm sure I'll get 'round to it.

You know, during one of those months

when I've got no shootings or stabbings to investigate.

Ha!

Although I might have found time to cast an eye over the file

if I hadn't spent the last three months fielding calls

from the bereaved and the deserted.

What do you mean?

David Fleeting's so convinced Victoria's still alive,

he's been talking to all the missing-persons charities,

asking whether they got someone on their books

who might have been mistaken for his wife.

You know, same age, same hair color,

went missing around the time of the accident.

Sounds like a sensible approach.

Sounds like something you could have done.

Yeah, well, like I said, not my first priority.

So you started getting calls?

And e-mails and letters.

All from the families of missing women.

All asking me to do the same thing...

Dig Vicky Fleeting's body up.

Oh, for God's sake.

I know. They want the body DNA-tested.

Well, it's what David Fleeting wants.

His little campaign.

I've told him he's gonna need more evidence.

So he was in the park to see if he could spot his wife again.

That's right.

Oh, blimey.

And there's me accusing him of all sorts.

Look, I won't be long, all right?

Thanks, mate.

Okay, David.

I'm listening.

I was at a law conference in the States

in some God-awful hotel in New Jersey

when I got the call to tell me Victoria was dead.

I went straight to the airport,

but it was the day before Thanksgiving.

Not a good time to travel, I take it?

It took the best part of two days even to get on a flight,

and that was via Budapest.

Oof.

I spent hours just sitting in departure lounges.

I was a wreck by the time I hit Heathrow.

Thank God Sarah was there to pick me up.

Who's Sarah?

Victoria's sister.

Ah, she's the one who identified the body?

She was brilliant.

She helped with the funeral and everything.

I don't know what I would have done without her.

But you didn't view your wife's body,

not even at the chapel of rest?

I got as far as the door.

Sarah said maybe I was doing the right thing.

Perhaps it was better for me to remember Victoria as she was.

David, what makes you so sure that your wife's still alive?

I told you. I saw her.

I know what you're gonna say.

It's just grief playing tricks on my mind.

But I've had all that.

Someone wearing her perfume passing me in the street,

seeing her coat in the crowd.

- This was different. - How?

I wasn't even thinking about her,

and there she was, walking into the park.

I just abandoned the car, ran across the road.

She'd gone.

I tried telling myself I was being ridiculous,

but I know my wife.

We were together for five years. It was her.

I'm sorry. It still doesn't justify an exhumation.

I know. I'm a solicitor.

I knew I'd need proof. That's why I went to the pub.

- Yeah? - To get the evidence.

Victoria walked past the entrance

to the Sussex Punchbowl.

The area was covered by CCTV cameras.

What? There's footage of her?

I'm guessing D.I. Petfield didn't tell you that.

No.

No. He didn't.

Well, it's possible.

Well, same mouth and nose.

Same hair color.

Well, it's longer but... But it's still...

Not enough.

I tell you what...

If you're stuck for something to do,

why don't you make a start on your paperwork?

Or, I don't know... Call me old-fashioned...

Get working on one of our actual cases.

- Oooooh. - Oooooh.

I called him some kind of pervert.

The least I can do for him

is to put him out of his misery, isn't it?

Not me you've got to convince.

Gerry.

There's someone for you at the front desk.

Eh? Why didn't they bring them down?

Apparently we haven't got the room.

Come on.

Thanks for coming, everybody. It's a great turnout.

Stay strong. We will make them listen to us.

David, what do you think you're you doing?

I wanted to show you that this isn't just about me.

This is Diane.

Her daughter Jo went missing a week before the car accident.

Nobody's heard from her since.

Darren's wife said she was going to the hairdressers,

but she never came back.

Lucy's mother...

Okay. Thank you, Mr. Fleeting.

Look, I'm really sorry that you're all going through this,

but we can't just sign off on an exhumation.

Can't you at least just speak to Victoria's sister.

Maybe Sarah made a mistake when she identified the body.

- Perhaps you should talk to her. - I have.

She asked me not to call her again.

I just think if it came from you...

Please.

If she can't tell you anything new,

I promise I'll leave you alone.

Please.

If not for me...

Where will I find the sister?

Sydney.

Hang on. I can't justify a trip to Australia.

Actually, we can bring her into this building.

Any minute.

Brilliant, though, isn't it?

All those little glass wires and satellites in space.

Amazing, really, when you think about it.

If you're the sort person who does think about it.

Hello? Can you see me?

Yes, Sarah, we can.

Thank you very much for agreeing to talk to us.

I'm Detective Superintendent Pullman.

These are my colleagues.

The police here said it was about Vicky.

Yes, it is. We've been speaking to David.

Sarah?

Sorry. Is he okay?

Well, it depends on your definition of okay.

Well, is he looking after himself?

Seems to be, yeah. I take it you've lost contact.

I used to call him every week to make sure.

But I needed a break from him, from this quest of his.

The sighting.

I assume that's what this is about.

Yeah, we've seen the CCTV pictures.

So have I.

He e-mailed them to me and sent me hard copies.

And?

It's obviously not Vicky. And I've told David that.

Wasn't easy crushing him over the phone,

telling him he'd imagined it.

I mean, it... it did look a bit like her.

I could almost see why he would get so excited.

He's totally convinced.

Yeah. That's... That's my fault.

I should have made him see Vicky's body

before the funeral,

made him say a proper goodbye.

Sarah, we have to make you aware

of David's latest request to the police.

He's demanding an exhumation.

A what?

- He wants us to... - Yeah, I know what it means.

I just can't believe you'd even consider it.

Well, it's early days yet,

and we'd have to have a lot more evidence.

Good!

Look, please don't do this. It's not gonna help David.

It'll just make things worse for him.

- Ah! - What?

No, no, I'm sorry, but Sarah did not I.D. Victoria.

All that stuff about seeing the body...

Lying through her teeth.

- How do you know that? - Look at this.

It's an MG11 witness statement.

Yeah, the bit of paper that Sarah supposedly signed

to say she'd made the identification.

Now look at the signature.

This is a copy of Victoria's entry in the death register.

Sarah went to the registrar's office two days later

for the death certificate.

Here's her signature again.

They're different.

According to flight records, she was still in Sydney

when she was supposed to be making the identification.

She didn't get into Heathrow for another 24 hours.

And she was only in the UK one night before David got back.

Yet he said she'd already made all the funeral arrangements.

She doesn't suffer from jet lag much, does she?

Where do we go from here?

I think someone needs to do a proper investigation.

Yeah, and it should be a UCOS investigation.

We got further in one afternoon

than the MIT did in a whole bleedin' year!

I'm gonna have a word with Strickland.

Gerry, don't do that.

Thank you. Thank you for listening to me.

Mr. Fleeting, we don't want you to get your hopes up.

Sarah didn't really say anything.

Victoria might still be dead.

It might still be her that you buried.

I just need to know either way.

Stop this conversation in my head.

I wake up convinced that she's dead, that I'm being delusional.

I tell myself just to drop it.

And then I remember what I saw.

I-It was her. I'm so sure of it.

Her hair. Her walk.

And then I think, what if I want it to be her so much

that it's not a memory anymore, it's just a fantasy?

What if I've added all the detail?

So that's why I... I'm asking for the exhumation.

Stop me torturing myself.

An exhumation won't necessarily give us all the answers.

If anything, it'll raise more questions.

If we can just take it one step at a time.

You say that Sarah was there to meet you at the airport?

That's right.

Somebody needed to be there. I was barely able to function.

I'm surprised I ended up on the right flight.

And she'd already started making arrangements?

She told me I didn't need to worry about a thing.

She'd spoken to the funeral director and a date was set.

But, David, this... This was your wife's funeral.

Didn't you want to have a say?

Sarah told me that everything was being done

according to Victoria's wishes.

Apparently, she and Victoria had discussed all that

after they'd lost their parents.

The strain was so great

they wanted to be prepared for the future.

But Victoria never discussed this with you?

I didn't want to.

As far as I was concerned,

we were going to be together forever.

Listen, if we do exhume the body,

we're gonna have to do some DNA tests.

Of course.

So we'll need a comparison sample.

Yeah, one of Victoria's old toothbrushes or hairbrushes?

Come with me.

I just couldn't bring myself to get rid of anything.

That's perfectly understandable.

Although I always thought they were

some sort of confirmation...

that she really was dead.

Why?

Well, because they're the things she would have taken with her.

Things her parents gave her. Photos.

Will this do?

Oh, yeah. That's great.

We're looking for a joiner, not the future prime minister.

This one's early. That's a good sign.

It's not a big job.

I can do in couple of days.

You want price?

Yes, please.

Now, this is final price.

There are no hidden extras, and you only pay when I finish job.

Right, well, we'll need to think about it, you know, have a talk.

Could you start tomorrow?

David, you didn't really need to be here.

I needed to see for myself.

So if it is Victoria Fleeting in the coffin...

File under "grieving husband."

And if it isn't?

Then we have questions that need answers.

Such as, where the hell is she? Is she dead? Is she alive?

Is there a mix-up at the morgue?

Yeah, but not by Sarah.

She was still watching the in-flight movie.

Oh, any word from our cobbers down under?

Still waiting to hear.

The most important question is,

if it isn't Victoria, then who is it?

And how did she get behind the wheel of Victoria's car?

Are we looking at one murder investigation or two?

No sign of foul play.

It was raining, and witnesses said she was driving too fast.

So, what do we do now?

We wait.

Come on. Lunch.

Hello. UCOS.

I see.

Well, thanks for letting us know.

It's not Victoria Fleeting.

They've had an I.D. already.

Had a hit on the DNA database.

They've e-mailed over her details.

They're coming through now.

Right. Brian, you and Jack start looking into Victoria's life.

I want to know everything.

Especially the last person to see her alive.

Gerry, you're with me.

Well, what about lunch?

The DNA matches a Turkish female, Sefika Yilmaz,

who was added to the DNA database in 2007

after being arrested for driving

without a valid driving license, tax, or insurance.

She's been missing for 18 months.

Where does everyone think she's been?

- On the run from authorities. - Over a traffic offense?

No, no. Immigration authorities.

While they were doing the license check, alarm bells rang.

They called in the Home Office.

The family's been living here illegally.

Now, the husband, Bayram Yilmaz,

was deported back to Turkey before she went missing.

Then there's a 15-year-old daughter,

Kiraz, who still lives here.

Gerry.

Huh.

Uh, maybe we should, uh...

Hello?

Sorry. We don't want to disturb you.

Not if you're, uh...

Candle wax.

Gets absolutely everywhere.

Oh, you thought I was praying?

No. Well, don't let me stop you.

This is God's house. Make yourselves at home.

He's always in.

Or perhaps you just want a bit of silent contemplation.

Either way I'm not really helping, am I, so I'll just...

We're looking for the Reverend Tony Granville.

Well, that's me.

Detective Superintendent Pullman.

This is my colleague Gerry Standing.

We're here about Kiraz Yilmaz. The school said she'd be here.

She is. Is this about Sefika?

Afraid it is.

Oh, no.

Look, I-I think I should be the one to break it to her.

Yeah, yeah. Of course.

The school said that you and your wife were guardians.

- Well, not officially. - What does that mean?

Kiraz is my daughter Ruth's best friend.

And my wife and I were both very friendly with Sefika.

So when she disappeared,

we brought her home just until things were clearer.

And you thought Sefika would come back?

Well, at least get in contact and let us know she was okay.

Which I now realize she wasn't.

Look, we'd better go and find Kiraz.

Sanctum UK was set up 12 years ago

to provide free legal advice

to those with immigration and citizenship issues.

There's a lot of demand for that?

Oh, yeah. British immigration law?

Particle physics is simpler.

So we're a drop-in center.

People can just turn up and, uh, speak to a solicitor.

Like Victoria Fleeting?

Mm. She was one of our volunteers.

She worked at a high-street law firm.

Church and Church in Archway.

- Yeah, please. - They told us about you.

Um, sit down.

Don't know why she was wasting her time on family law,

because she knew immigration law inside out.

We tried to get her to come full time.

Sanctum had just received funding

for an in-house solicitor.

- But she said no. - Why was that?

She just couldn't.

No real reason. That's how she was.

How do you mean?

You know, guarded, private.

She watched what she said. Kept herself in check.

Never lost her temper. Dead tidy.

I think you can see why that might set her apart

from the rest of us.

The only time I ever saw her emotions get the better of her

was when she broke a cup.

A cup?

It was nothing, but she just couldn't stop apologizing.

She was in tears.

Neil Farris had to calm her down in the end.

Who's Neil Farris?

The other solicitor who used to do Tuesday afternoons for us.

We lost him not long after Vicky.

Why?

He got married, became a father. No time to volunteer anymore.

We'd like an address for him before we go.

Geeten, what can you tell us about the day of the accident?

Not much. It was business as usual.

We were rammed.

Victoria and Neil had their noses to the grindstone.

- How did Victoria seem? - Fine.

She was a bit stressed out about seeing one of her clients.

She had to deliver some bad news,

tell her she was being deported.

Vicky seemed to take it to heart.

Who was the client?

Sefika Yilmaz.

I knew she wouldn't just leave me.

I told you!

What does she mean by that?

We thought that Sefika might have disappeared deliberately.

Why?

Because of Bayram being deported.

Sefika was distraught.

Why weren't they sent back together?

It doesn't always work like that.

Some cases move quickly, others don't.

It's a lottery, if you ask me.

But she knew that she and Kiraz would be next.

We found out after she went missing

that her final appeal had failed.

They were due to be on a plane back to Turkey any day.

Yeah, but why do you think that she disappeared deliberately?

We realized that her disappearance

made Kiraz an unaccompanied minor.

And that meant she couldn't be deported.

But what about her family in Turkey?

I mean, wouldn't she be better off with her dad?

No.

Yeah, that's right...

Just, "Send her back from where she came from."

That's what you lot always think.

No, no, no. I didn't...

I was six when I came to this country.

I don't even remember living in Turkey.

I go to an English school. I have English friends.

Oh. I even talk English, innit?

But don't you want to be with your dad?

How can I be?

He's dead too.

We don't know that.

We didn't come here for the great weather, you know?

He was in trouble in Turkey.

Why?

Because he spoke out about injustice.

He fought for what he believed in.

He joined a union at the factory where he worked.

It's not something that goes down very well

with factory owners in Turkey.

Mum said that Dad had made enemies.

That's why we could never go back.

Dad had no choice in the end.

Bayram stayed in contact for about a month and then...

Someone killed him.

If Bayram was in danger, why didn't he seek asylum?

Because he entered the UK on forged papers,

and you can't apply for asylum retrospectively.

And then someone shopped him.

We can't know that either.

I do!

And I know who did it.

It was Aunt Yasemin.

You should be asking her why Mum died.

Can I help you?

Detective Superintendent Sandra Pullman.

We're looking for Yasemin Ozan.

Yes, that's me. Is there a problem?

Because if there is...

We need to talk to you about your sister, Sefika.

You have some news?

- Where is she? - Um...

is there somewhere more private we could go?

We'll go to my office.

Thank you.

How do you bury someone by mistake?

We're not sure it was a mistake.

Oh, God. Has someone let Kiraz know?

Yeah. Yeah, we've spoken to her.

How is she?

She's going to need a lot of support.

Any approach from me wouldn't be welcome.

But I guess she told you all about

her terrible Auntie Yasemin.

Can you tell us more about why your sister and her husband

came to this country?

Kiraz didn't seem to know many details.

Bayram worked in a factory in Ankara.

There had been some accidents and people had been sacked.

He and some others joined a union, made a big noise,

tried to start strikes.

He upset some powerful people.

He was warned what would happen, but he did it anyway.

He was an idiot.

Kiraz thinks he's a hero.

A hero does not put his wife and child in danger.

So they came to the UK. To you?

I gave them everything.

Jobs here and a home in one of my properties.

But Bayram was not grateful. He was bitter and jealous.

What was he jealous of?

When I came to this country,

I worked on a market stall selling cushion covers.

Then I bought my own stall.

Then my shop on Green Lanes.

Then another, and then another, and then eventually this place.

I did that alone, not with family to help.

That's very impressive.

Well, I didn't come here to watch TV and claim benefits,

unlike some.

That was what Bayram and I argued about.

Where I saw laziness,

he saw prejudice against the oppressed worker.

You know the sort.

I certainly do.

No, I thought she talked a lot of sense.

Yeah, but she sounds like a Daily Mail editorial.

What's wrong with that? I read the Mail.

Well? Where is she?

The investigation is ongoing, Mr. Fleeting.

I know. Why have you been ringing Victoria's friends?

I wasn't aware we had been.

If they knew where she was,

don't you think they would have said something before?

David, it's all part of the investigation.

The investigation that you wanted, Mr. Fleeting.

I was told I'd be kept informed.

And you will be as soon as we have something concrete

with which to inform you.

Has it even occurred to you that I might be able help?

I knew Victoria better than anyone else.

Better than her so-called friends,

that lying bitch of a sister.

- Mr. Fleeting. - David.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I just...

- This is so difficult. - Of course it is.

But you've got to trust us. We'll find her.

When? When will you know?

- Gerry. - We can't tell you that.

But we've done some very good work today.

And not just her friends.

We've talked to her old bosses at Church and Church,

Sanctum UK.

Where?

- The charity where Victoria... - Of course.

So, uh, you think they might be able to help?

We don't know yet.

Perhaps if you'd let us get on.

Sorry. I was...

It won't happen again.

Come on, governor. He was upset.

- He was out of order. - Yeah, all right. Maybe.

But he's had a lot to take on board the last couple of days.

Like the fact that his wife didn't just leave him,

she had to fake her own death to get away from him?

Hold on. We don't even know if she's alive.

Yeah, but we do know that that marriage

wasn't quite as blissful as David's making it out to be.

Do we?

He didn't know anything about her work at Sanctum UK.

I doubt he'd even heard of the place.

Why would she keep it secret?

Well, Geeten Mistry did say

that she was a very guarded and private person.

With her own husband?

But she wasn't always like that.

I was talking to some of her law school friends.

And they described her as fun to be with.

Bright, cheerful. And she was smart.

She graduated at the top of her class

and was immediately snapped up

by Madison Partners in the City.

It was also where she met David.

Three months later, they were married.

And she handed in her notice

and went to work with Church and Church in Archway,

sorting out wills and conveyancing.

What was her reason for that, I wonder.

Maybe she wanted to downsize and de-stress

before she had children.

Maybe.

What about her college friends?

Did they ever keep in contact?

No. No such luck.

Most of them haven't seen her for years.

Not since the wedding.

So it seems that Sarah was the only one in regular touch

with her sister...

after she'd married David.

Well, there's nothing much we can do here tonight.

And I'd like to get back home on time.

He's worried that Esther's run away with the builder.

Oh, yes. Very funny.

Oh, a lot of women like a man who's good with his hands.

Don't be ridiculous.

Ha ha!

Okay, that was D.I. Skippy.

Apparently Sarah's gone walkabout.

They're gonna try the neighbors.

Don't, Gerry.

I'll see you tomorrow, then.

- Well, if he's off... - Hang on. No. Wait.

What?

The good Reverend Tony is holding a gathering

to celebrate Sefika's life tonight,

and he's invited all of us.

- I think we should go. - Why?

Because it gives us a chance to find out more about Sefika,

dig around a bit.

Of course, I can't make you come.

But you'll make our lives a bleeding misery if we don't.

- Yeah. - I'll put my coat on, then.

Here we go.

Here, we should have brought a bottle.

I'd have been grateful for it.

I'm afraid I was terribly C of E about this.

I only got in a couple of bottles of sweet sherry

and a Madeira cake.

Then people started arriving with food and music.

Who are all these people?

Everyone.

Sefika was really important in this community.

She was on the PTA. She raised funds for the day center.

So I rang some people, and they rang some people.

I even rang Yasemin.

Any sign?

No, but I wasn't expecting there to be.

And anyway, I mean, look who's here...

All ages, colors, creeds.

Just wish I had this turnout on a Sunday morning.

She was popular, then, Sefika.

She was lovely. She had time for everyone.

Just wish she could have seen this.

As long as Kiraz gets to see it.

Yes! Well said, that man.

Come on, then. In you come.

Help yourselves to food.

There's a feast of all nations in that dining room, believe me.

Go on, then. Bring me a plate.

- Where's he going? - Food.

So are you investigating Yasemin, then?

Kiraz, I think there are things that went on in your family

that you don't understand.

Did she give you the full act?

About how she just wants to be a good citizen?

How she works so hard?

"I started with only market stall.

Now I have all this.

God save the queen."

Mmm!

Have you tried that?

- What is it? - Don't know.

Made of aubergine, I think.

I think I'll give it a miss until you have a positive I.D.

Oh. Thought she'd come through here.

- Who? - Kiraz.

I just wanted to pay my respects.

Didn't realize it was such a big deal.

This is Neil Farris.

- Oh. - Gerry Standing.

Oh, sorry.

Gerry Standing. My colleague Jack Halford.

- Hello. - You've met Brian, obviously.

Right. Want a vase. I'll find a vase.

I think you may have saved us a call, Mr. Farris.

We're part of the team investigating Sefika's death.

We were at Sanctum UK

and heard about the work you did on her case.

I talked her through the appeals process.

For all the good it did.

Yeah, her appeal for deportation was denied, wasn't it?

Yeah, once the authorities realized

that she'd traveled here on a false visa,

she had no chance.

We heard that you worked with Victoria Fleeting, didn't you?

We were there at the same time.

I was a volunteer only for a couple of months.

Oh, yes, you've just had a baby, haven't you?

Well, the missus did.

Sam. He's just turned one.

One, eh? Great age.

Walking?

Uh, no, he's just cruising at the moment.

Cruisin'!

Let me show you this. I only took it this morning.

He's a baby, all right.

He's a smasher, ain't he? Hold on. Hold on.

Have a look at my grandson.

Gerry Junior. Named after me.

- Look. There he is. - Ah!

Oh ho. On your bike.

You should see Sam's hand-to-eye coordination.

Sorry. Do you mind?

It's a bit overwhelming in there.

Apparently I should apologize to you.

Really?

Yeah.

Tony had one of his nice chats with me.

I should be more grateful

because everyone's only trying to help.

He might be right.

Sometimes I wish him and Emma would just shout at me

and tell me what an ungrateful little cow I am.

They've been great but...

But they're not your mum and dad.

I was a right cow to them as well.

Especially mum.

I was always arguing with her.

It happens.

I wanted her to stop treating me like a baby.

Kept telling her that I didn't need her anymore.

It's the last thing I said to her.

She was waiting for me when I got in from school,

which annoyed me.

It was Tuesday,

and she was supposed to be at that law place,

and I wanted the flat to myself.

But there she was, wanting to talk.

What about?

She was being miserable and too serious.

She was always like that.

Banging on about who I could trust,

knowing who I could rely on.

Like I didn't know who she was talking about.

Yasemin.

I think mum had had a row with her.

- That day? What about? - Don't know.

I wanted to watch a stupid TV program

instead of talking to my mum for the last time.

Don't you think that I wish I had listened?

Don't you think I want to know what happened?

That's why you've got to find out for me.

You will do that, won't you?

Well, I-I don't know.

But I will do my best.

And then you'll tell me? Everything?

Yeah.

No, no. Little Gerry was just the same.

He used to sit in his high chair

and just sort of take everything in.

Well, that's it. They're like sponges at that age.

- It's incredible, isn't it? - You still at it?

- Brian and I are heading off. - All right.

Actually, I should be doing the same thing.

Oh, before you go...

Did Victoria ever talk about her husband,

her marriage, how life was treating her?

Well, it's like I said... We barely knew each other.

Yeah. You said.

I'm sorry I can't be more help.

Cheers.

Dead end?

I wouldn't be so sure.

Look.

What do you think?

Yeah. So far, so good.

So how long have you been here, then?

Since this morning. I was on time.

No, I did...

I meant, how long have you been in the UK?

A couple of years.

So do you ever get a chance to get back to...

Poland?

I do go home for Christmas.

See your wife, is it, or your girlfriend?

Has he shown you?

Have you shown him?

Look at that.

- Isn't it beautiful? - Mm.

It's traditional.

Yeah, but it's not on my plans, is it?

Plans?

He means that fantasy diagram he did on the computer.

That's a 3-D animated elevation.

So I'll be back in the morning and, um, finish the rest.

Can't wait.

Good night, Esther.

Good night, Tomas.

Or should I say do widzenia?

Oh, didn't I say it right?

I was trying to say goodbye in Polish.

I like learning a foreign language. Don't I?

Apparently.

But I have a bit of trouble with the pronunciation.

Oh, no, no, no. It's very good.

- Thank you. Goodbye. - Bye.

Isn't it gorgeous?

It will take about 30 seconds.

Yeah, 30 seconds of my life I'll never get back again.

Yes, but you'll never get the 20 minutes

you've spent arguing with me back either.

So come on, Kiraz. Take the rubbish out.

Mingin'!

Everything in this house is mingin'.

Like, whatever. Innit?

Despite her rather limited vocabulary,

she's obviously a bright girl.

Yeah, too clever sometimes. And her temper.

Oh, you don't want to be on the business end of that.

Maybe it's just as well Yasemin didn't turn up.

Yeah, maybe so.

Although I did notice a few of her warehouse workers here.

Really? That's nice.

Tony, is there something I need to know

about Yasemin and the warehouse?

I'm not really sure what you need to know.

Perhaps if you gave me some indication.

Well, how it usually works is that people tell me everything.

Even if I have to take them down to the station.

Right.

Because, you see, in an investigation such as this

with one person missing, another one dead,

every single detail is rather important.

Of course.

Okay, well, you've got my number.

Thanks for a lovely evening.

You're very welcome.

You've finished, have you?

No, I need to tidy up

and ask Esther if she is happy with everything.

Oh, I think you know the answer to that.

Look, Brian.

Very nice.

Dziekuje bardzo.

Your wife, she's very happy.

Is good for you.

In Britain, happy lady, happy house.

Is it not like that in your country, then?

Oh, we're still a little old-fashioned, you know?

Yeah, you must have seen some changes, though.

Yes. Yes. Lots of change.

When was Solidarity legalized?

Oh, what a great man, old Lech.

Is he still with us?

Uh...

Lech Walesa. Is he still alive?

Okay, I admit it. I am not Polish, okay?

Fair enough. But you did say...

No, no, no, no. You said.

I just did not say anything.

But then your nice wife,

she... she learns to speak Polish to me.

Oh, well, she can say "yes" and "no"

and "Would you like a cup of tea?"

She's hardly fluent.

She speaks more Polish than I do.

So, what do you speak?

Albanian.

I know what you think.

That I'm a pimp with a brothel for girls.

I'm gangster.

- Why? Have some... - I have lost jobs, you know?

"Thank you very much for coming, but we've changed our minds."

Very polite. Very English.

Well, I wouldn't have.

Look, why don't I pay?

I presume you'd prefer cash.

What?

What does it mean?

No. Look, I wasn't suggesting...

I send you invoice. Including VAT.

The price I quoted.

That's great.

Sorry.

Happy lady, happy house.

Oh, and I found this card in the flowers.

While he was arranging them.

"With all our love and eternal gratitude, N and S."

Yeah. Eternal gratitude.

What did they have to be grateful about?

I thought it was Neil helping Sefika,

not the other way around.

What's the "S" stand for?

Oh, it's Sam. His baby boy.

Does he have a wife?

- Yeah. - What's her name?

- Thanks. - Um...

Well, you were the one

exchanging family histories with him.

I don't know.

Don't think he ever mentioned his wife's name.

What? Ever?

It is a bit weird, isn't it?

I'll tell you what else is weird.

Yasemin never mentioned that on the day Sefika disappeared

they'd had a big bust-up.

Who told you this?

That's not important.

What is important is that you didn't tell us

you'd had an argument with Sefika on the day she died.

- Now, why didn't you? - Because.

What was said was between sisters.

I think we're past that now.

She was in a bad way.

Upset and rambling.

She told me that she had to go away,

and she wanted me to promise that I would look after Kiraz,

give her the things that she could not.

And what did you say to that? Yasemin.

Believe me, I could bite my tongue out now.

But they had always been so judgmental.

Bayram and Sefika?

Especially Bayram. He was so self-righteous.

Telling me how to run my business, treat my workers.

So when she came to me asking for help, I...

I told her to sort out her own problems.

Now I realize that is what my sister was asking me to do.

Look after Kiraz when she was gone.

That's why she stole her friend's car.

Victoria and Sefika were friends?

Yes.

She had been seeing Victoria for weeks.

They had got talking. There was something about a man.

She had been matchmaking her with this other solicitor.

She said they were in love, that it was obvious.

Uh, did she mention a name?

I don't think so.

I never heard the end of the story.

Excuse me.

Detective Superintendent Pullman.

Cheers, Jack.

You will never guess who's just turned up.

Where is she?

I-I don't know.

I was hoping by the time I got here, you'd be able to tell me.

But she is still alive?

Yeah, but I don't know where she lives.

Bollocks. Don't believe you.

Victoria and I agreed to sever all contact

in case David found her through me.

It was as if she had died.

If he finds her first...

Haven't you worked it out?

I mean, why do you think she did all this?

Are you saying that David was violent to Victoria?

You've met him. You've seen what he's like.

He knew who we were ringing.

And I gave him more information.

I think you were right. He didn't know about Sanctum UK.

That's where Neil and Victoria met.

She's with Neil Farris?

Yeah, they're together.

But I'm the only person from Victoria's old life who knows.

That's why Neil didn't put her name on the flowers.

Of course he wouldn't put her name on anything.

He knows better than that.

We've all been so careful,

and then you've just led David straight to her!

Neil's address.

- Gerry. - Can I come?

- No. - Please?

Okay.

'Round here somewhere.

Come on.

No! No, David, please!

- Please, no! - You stay here.

Please! Please! You're hurting me!

No, please! Don't, David!

No!

Please don't do this to me!

David!

Get...

Tell her! Tell her!

Tell her I love her. How I... How I looked for her.

David Fleeting, I'm arresting you for assault.

You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defense...

David, calm down, or you'll hurt yourself.

All right?

We need an ambulance and a squad car.

6 Winsley Road. Now!

Vicky!

Vicky, Vicky.

Are you all right, sir? There's an ambulance on its way.

It's over.

All right, mate.

- Do you want to go inside? - Yeah.

Here you go.

Oh. Hello.

Hi.

I was wondering if I could talk to

Detective Superintendent Pullman?

She's out at the moment.

Oh, um, of course.

- Busy, busy. - Can we help?

David liked to be in control. I knew that when I married him.

It's what I wanted.

Someone to look after me.

I'd had to be totally self-reliant

since Mum and Dad died and Sarah had left.

It was nice.

At first.

How did it start?

My job.

He didn't like how well I was doing.

How it kept me away from him.

So he just kept chipping away.

Objecting to my hours.

He'd get so angry.

Saying that I didn't love him enough.

That I was going to choose the job and not him.

When did he start hitting you?

It was just a slap the first time I was late home.

He was really sorry, and it was never going to happen again.

Pretty stupid, wasn't I?

Soon it was happening all the time.

I just couldn't do anything right for him.

He'd got rid of all my other friends.

He wouldn't let me call them or visit them.

He...

He said I belonged to him,

and if I ever left him, he was going to kill me.

And I knew he meant it.

I had no choice. I had to do what I did.

I didn't plan it.

It... It just... happened.

I need you to understand that at least.

Please. I want to explain.

You will. But not here.

Come and get me when she's ready to leave, yeah?

Will do.

Detective Superintendent Pullman seems to think

that the smallest detail might be the key

to finding out what happened to poor Sefika.

And the missing woman.

- Actually... - Actually, we agree.

The smallest detail.

If only it was small.

Kiraz was wrong about Yasemin going to the authorities.

She wouldn't have. She couldn't.

I'm not sure we understand.

The faked visas came from Yasemin.

She was the one that smuggled Sefika and her family

into the country illegally.

How do you know this?

Sefika told me in confidence.

And then a week later, she disappeared.

It's highly unlikely that the two things are connected.

I know. But I have to think of Kiraz.

It's a great responsibility

bringing up someone else's child,

and I have to put her first now.

Even in front of Yasemin's poor workers.

I think you've lost me again.

The fake visas.

Sefika said that's where Yasemin gets her workforce.

Once she's brought them into the country,

she tells them that they owe her for documents,

and they have to work for her until it's paid off.

Which, of course, takes many years.

She takes money straight out of their wages.

She barely leaves them enough to live on.

That's why Sefika and Bayram fell out with her.

Because of the way that she treated those poor people.

You mean those poor illegal immigrants?

I suppose, technically...

Look, I'm... I'm only telling you this to help with the case.

It has, hasn't it?

Helped?

We're pretty sure that Yasemin had nothing to do

with Sefika going missing.

I don't suppose you could forget that I've just told you about

a warehouse full of illegal workers?

Doesn't work like that.

No.

I suppose not.

Well, thank you.

I'll show you out.

Listen. Just so you know...

It'll take me ages to get through to the Home Office.

Really?

Oh, yes, it'll probably be hours

before I can talk to the right people.

So I suppose I can only hope

that nobody nips 'round to the warehouse and tips anyone off.

No.

That would be terrible.

Absolutely.

So, goodbye, Reverend Granville.

Goodbye.

Geeten came to the office looking for volunteers.

It was a window of opportunity.

It was great. I was doing what I was good at.

And then you met Neil?

I suppose.

But I really didn't think of him romantically.

David still had me well-trained.

So, what changed?

Sefika.

Neil and I were trying to help her

through all the forms and hearings.

She was a lovely lady. We got talking.

And then, one day,

she waited for Neil to get a file or something.

She just said, "He loves you, you know?"

Of course, I didn't believe her.

I got quite angry with her.

Next thing, I was telling her everything.

It just came tumbling out.

And I was supposed to be the one helping her.

But no one could help her, could they?

I'd known from the off that she had a hopeless case.

When I told her she was definitely going to be deported,

she was heartbroken.

She wanted to know if there was any way Kiraz could stay.

And what did you say to that?

The only way for Kiraz to stay was as an unaccompanied minor.

And for that to happen, Sefika would have to disappear.

Is that when you came up with the plan

for her to take your car?

What? No!

No. She asked for a glass of water.

When I got back, she'd gone.

So had my car keys.

And she'd left her handbag behind.

I thought she'd be back for it once she'd cleared her head.

So you just went home,

and next thing that happened was a knock on the door?

Mm. A policewoman and a policeman.

They said there'd been an accident.

That's when I knew she was dead.

And then they asked me who I was.

And what did you say?

I told them I was Sarah.

Why?

Because I didn't want to be Victoria Fleeting anymore.

And for the first time I could see a way of making that happen.

And then I was standing in the morgue

looking at poor Sefika's body and telling them it was me.

I know. I-I know it was a terrible thing to do.

That's why I called Sarah.

I thought she'd tell me to stop being stupid and own up.

But instead she got on the next flight back.

I had a day then.

A day to sort things out.

To decide where I was going to go.

There was only one place I wanted to be.

With Neil.

Didn't he try and talk some sense into you?

Of course.

But we were just so happy to be together.

So happy that you didn't think about anybody else.

I was thinking of someone else.

I was thinking of the baby I was carrying.

I knew that if I told David Sam was his,

he'd try and take him away from me.

Sorry.

I'm still struggling with the part

where you left a teenage girl alone,

not knowing what happened to either of her parents.

I feel terrible about that. If I could make it better...

You will. Don't worry. I'll make sure of it.

Hello.

What I did was unforgivable, and I'm not here for that.

Good, 'cause you're not gonna get it!

I didn't plan to do this, Kiraz.

I need you to understand just how desperate I was.

I get that. What your husband did was crap.

That's right.

But what you did was just as bad.

You took advantage of someone

who thought that you cared about them.

You just shoved her in some coffin

where no one knew where she was.

No one knew to take her flowers.

Where people were crying, but not for her.

How would you feel if someone did that to you,

and your little boy didn't know where you were?

- Look, I think that's enough. - No. Wait.

You're right.

I did something terrible, and I can never make up for it.

All I can do is try to put things back

to how they should have been.

I should have given you this a long time ago.

That's my mum's handbag.

What are you doing with it?

I kept it for you.

Kiraz, your mum loved you very much...

I don't need you telling me that!

Why don't you just go?

Take her to the car.

Come on.

Look, I know it's hard, but you said you wanted the truth.

And that's what I've had, is it?

Of course.

Didn't you think I'd be able to work it out?

She killed herself, didn't she?

For me, so I didn't have to go back to Turkey.

Kiraz, we can't know that.

She could have just lost control of the car.

The only person who could tell us

what was going through your mother's head was your mother.

So I'm not gonna say I know how she was feeling

or how you feel now.

I can only say what I see.

What's that?

A bright, intelligent, challenging, strong girl.

And I'd take a guess that your mum would be very proud of you.

I hope you understand why I didn't tell you earlier

about Yasemin and the warehouse.

Yeah, I do.

My colleague explained that you were on the horns of a dilemma.

They did? Good.

Actually, could you tell Mr. Lane, from me,

thank you and everyone's fine now?

Yeah. Of course.

Bye-bye.

Right. Thank you.

David Fleeting's been charged with GBH.

- Ah. - At least that's something.

Until he gives the judge the full sob story.

Bereaved and abandoned.

Yeah, and hands up anyone

who thinks he won't want access to his son.

And he'll love having his day in court.

How do you mean?

Another chance to have power over Victoria.

Man's a control freak.

He gives us control freaks a bad name, actually.

Great.

Three arrests, and I don't feel like we've got the right result.

Victoria and Sarah,

they'll be charged with perjury at an inquest

and giving false statements.

Possible seven for that.

And Yasemin?

Any news on the Home Office raid?

Yeah, they seized four boxes of documents from her house,

and she's now helping them with their inquiries.

Good.

The strange thing was that when they went to the warehouse

it was like the Marie Celeste.

Not a soul there.

Really?

That is strange.

Isn't it just?

Come on. Pub.

♪ It's all right, it's okay ♪

♪ Doesn't really matter if you're old and gray ♪

♪ It's all right, I say it's okay ♪

♪ Listen to what I say ♪

♪ It's all right, doing fine ♪

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

♪ It's all right, I say it's okay ♪

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

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