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999,
what's your emergency?

Police.

One moment.

How can I help?

You
need to send somebody

to the Blaenau Ffestiniog
Estate, 52 Harris Avenue.

Can I
have your name please caller?

Tell me what's happened,
have you had an accident?

Sir?

Sir?

Can you give me a name?

52 Harris Avenue.

Just send someone.

Mr. Ellis?

Mr. Ellis?

- DCI John.

Be there as quick as I can.

It's always darkest
before the dawn you know.

That's why if you wanna
bump somebody off,

it's the best time to do it.

- I thought I heard you.

Tell me.

How can your body
forget how to sleep?

I mean, I know even
when I go to bed

that it's not gonna happen.

So stupid.

It's like forgetting
how to breathe.

- And the wine is
helping because?

- It's keeping me company.

And anyway, I'm on lates.

- Okay.

I was convinced

that this was the best
thing for everybody.

- You did the right thing.

It was always gonna be rough

but they will come
round, in time.

Well, it's nice to have my big
sis at home again at least.

- Let's see how
you feel about it

in a month or two, shall we?

- I'm sorry, I'm
gonna have to go.

I'll see you tonight yeah?

What do we know
about the victim?

- Geraint Ellis, retired
school teacher, lived alone.

Who found him?

You okay?

- Yeah, thanks ma'am.

Go home.

- We were both at the end
of a shift, routine call.

- Who called it in?

Anonymous.

- And have the neighbors
been questioned?

- No, it's a bit early
for that isn't it?

- Is that a problem for you?

- No.

- Good.

So this anonymous call,
was it made from a mobile?

- Phone box.

- Local?

- Just outside Blaenau.

They've called it and our
forensic's headin' there now.

Sorry.

- Everything okay?

- Yeah, trouble
keepin' her food down.

Her sister's comin' over later.

- Hi, I'm looking for the SIO?

That's
me, DCI John, Cadi.

- Rachel West, phrenologist.

- DSO Owen Vaughan.

- Nice to meet you both.

Shall we?

- Yeah, after you.

Get onto dispatch, get them
to send over a recording

of the anonymous call, oh
and get yourself a coffee,

you look like shit.

- Thanks.

- Come on, let's go.

- They found him.

- Give people something
to talk about.

You're quiet, Connor.

Not eatin' Lee?

- Not hungry.

- Nothin' in anyway.

Jesus, I'm gaspin'.

- There's cops crawlin'
all over the place.

Did you take 'em?

- What?

- His fags.

- No.

Oi, Kel, where's
my fucking coffee?

- Why do you let him
speak to you like that?

- Like what?

- Who's it this
time, Auntie Kel?

You can fuck off too.

- Come on, we'll be late.

That's
right, you tell 'em.

Oi, what are you doin'?

- Lunch money.

Kel, my fucking coffee!

- Yeah, great, will do.

Thanks, bye.

- Anything from Rouster House?

Nothing yet.

- What about the phone books?

- They've managed to
isolate four sets of prints.

They're checkin' the
database now to see

if there are any matches.

- What about the
cigarette on the landing?

- Forensics are running checks.

I ran a check on Ellis.

No police record
but I found this.

Accordin' to the log, Ellis
made a number of a calls

to the police over the
14 year period leading up

to his death.

Complaints mainly about
local kids makin' a nuisance

of themselves, throwing
stones, that kinda thing.

- Was there any follow up?

- No arrests.

Couple of local kids were
warned a few years back,

told to stay away
from the property.

- Do we have any
of their details?

- One of the boys has
moved away, joined the army

and we're trying to
trace the other boy now.

- So what else do
we know about Ellis?

Right now, not a lot.

Seems to have kept
himself to himself.

- Do we have the audio
of the anonymous call?

Yeah.

999,
what's your emergency?

Police.

One moment.

How can I help?

You
need to send somebody

to the Blaenau
Ffestiniog Estate.

52 Harris Avenue.

Can I
have your name please caller?

Tell me what's happened.

Have you had an accident?

Sir, sir?

Can you give me a name?

52 Harris Avenue.

Just send someone!

What do you think?

- Young, male, distressed.

Perpetrator possibly or
he just knows something.

Someone doesn't
wanna get involved.

- An address for
Geraint Ellis' daughter.

The only next of
kin I could trace.

- Thanks, oh, Alice
could you send the audio

to be cleaned up please?

Thanks.

- You gettin' out or what?

Fuckin' hate this place.

- Why do you keep
hanging around here then?

- Business.

- Is it, or have you
just fuck all else to do?

- Oh yeah.

See ya later.

- Mr. Wells, you've
got an impressive CV.

Structural engineering
and you worked in a mine

for a number of years.

Do you think that perhaps
you're a little overqualified?

- I just want to work.

- It's been nearly three years

since you last had a job.

That's right.

- Why was that?

Career break?

Were you ill?

I just want to work.

You
worked from the age of 19

to 32 and then nothing.

I'm just trying to
get a better picture

of your history.

- Okay, I asked you
to read the poem

and pay special attention
to the themes and structure.

Can anyone tell me what
form it's written in?

It's in
the iambic pentameter, sir.

- Good.

"Remember me when
I am gone away."

Can you hear it?

The rhyme scheme also draws
attention to the themes.

The cyclical nature of life.

Christina Rossetti was just a
teenager when she wrote this.

It's quite remarkable really.

So what's the poet's
main message, hm?

Jess?

She's asking
to be remembered.

Mia, have you
got an alternative answer?

- No, I've got a better one.

- Please, enlighten us.

- She's saying that
thinking about the dead

makes the living unhappy and
since the dead don't know

if we remember them or not,
grieving is essentially

a pointless exercise.

Mia's right.

On one hand, she's
asking to be remembered,

but she's also askin'
to be forgotten.

There's an inner
tension in the poem.

- See ya later, yeah?

So what brought
you to North Wales?

- Oh you know,
change of scenery.

Death doesn't really
change much though does it?

Not really.

- Must be hard sometimes though.

- Children are hard.

Cases like that.

You learn pretty quick
to look after yourself.

Take a break every
now and again.

- Decompress.

- Thank you.

Significant swelling
to left orbit.

Traces of hematoma
to both cheeks.

Pressure bruising
to the neck area.

Thank you.

So, where were you stationed?

Iraq?

- Oh, Basra.

- Well that was a bloody mess.

Extensive bruising
to upper torso.

And couple of broken
ribs by the looks of it.

Thank you.

- So this was a
prolonged attack?

- It was certainly vicious.

A great deal of suffering.

Precise cause of death'll
be difficult to ascertain.

I should know more once
I've opened him up.

- What about time of death?

- Well, we'll have to see.

And the water won't have helped.

I'll do my best.

Right, well, this is
where it gets messy.

Hello?

Anyone here?

Hello you.

- Heavy night?

- I wish.

What?

I hate it when you
look at me like that.

- I saw Dennis today.

I was buying some food.

Found him in the
ready-meal aisle.

- How is he?

- He's okay.

Is there no way that you
two could get through this.

- It's over, Beth.

And this, this isn't helping.

What are you doing here anyway?

- Dad's stuff.

- What?

Sorry Els, but
it needs to be sorted.

- Why?

- Because it's not healthy.

Living in limbo like this.

There are things that
need to be dealt with.

This is not what
dad would've wanted.

- Have you spoken
to Cadi about this?

- I've tried,
she's just so busy.

You both are.

It's been months.

Look, I've got some
bin bags in the car.

I thought I'd make a start.

- I'm sorry if I offended
you about the army thing.

- No, it's fine.

- It's just when they talk about
death as collateral damage,

I mean, they're
talking about people.

- Sorry I'm gonna have
to deal with this.

- We're almost done anyway.

I'll send through the full
report once I've finished.

Leave your number on
the table over there.

I'll call if I
have any questions.

- Okay.

Hi El, what's up?

- Beth's here, she wants to
start going through dad's stuff.

She won't let it go.

Okay, well, let her
if that's what she wants to do.

- I can't deal with
this at the moment.

We agreed.

Anything to do with dad,
anything to do with the house,

we'd talk about it first.

- And what's there
to talk about?

It needs doing, doesn't it?

Look, dad, he didn't
care about things, stuff.

It didn't mean anything
to him, did it?

He'd hate that.

Look, I've gotta go.

I'll speak to you tonight.

- Brother's a nice kid.

You're not still thinking
about the old man are you?

It's not worth it.

Forget about it.

- Just like that?

- Yeah, easy.

Come on, we can't be
late twice in a day.

- Hi.

- I tracked down the other kid.

He was 13 years old when
uniform warned him off.

Says he hasn't been
near the place since.

Said they were just
messing around,

tryin' to get a rise
out the old man.

- But why Ellis?

- There was a rumor that
he had a thing for kids.

- Oh shit.

Was there anything
to back it up?

- Nothing on his record,
nothing found at the house.

Apparently it started
when he retired.

A man living on
his own like that.

Guess he was an easy target.

- Spoken to the school?

See what you can find out

and Rhian said that
her father used to walk

from the estate to town
so check with traffic.

See if we can get
a last sighting.

The press are
pushing for information.

Do we have any suspects?

- No, not yet.

What about
the anonymous caller?

- Young, scared, we've sent
the audio to be cleaned up.

We've spoken with
social services,

I've asked Alice to
contact local youth groups.

- Good, we need to be careful
on how we handle this.

- Yeah, of course.

- Cadi, your father
would be proud.

His daughter, a DCI.

Liam!

- All right?

- I might go home on the bus.

He needs a
babysitter, does he?

- Who are you babysitting?

- I'm goin' home on the bus.

- All right then.

See ya later then.

Come on.

- Don't start, I didn't have
time to go to the shops.

- Yeah, too busy
fucking prince charming.

The
police are keen to trace

the identity of the
caller, a young male,

and are urging the
public to come forward

if they have any information.

- You're supposed to have
ketchup with your chips,

not chips with your ketchup.

Tell him, Con.

- You heard.

- Well I've got some news.

Drum roll please.

All right, thank you, the shop,

they've offered me
two extra shifts

which means we'll be able to
go on that holiday after all.

- Aw yes!

- Mia, askin' if
you wanna go out.

Go on, it'll do you good.

Spend some time
with your friends.

The shop's closed.

What's this shit?

- Maggots.

Fuckin' hell.

For fishing.

- I've always wanted to ask,

what happened to your face?

Does it hurt?

Shame, you'd be quite
pretty otherwise.

- I'm closin' up for the night.

The till's closed.

Pass me some fags.

The till's closed.

- Then I won't be able
to pay for them will I?

What's wrong?

You scared?

- Mia.

Leave her alone.

- Oh, Connor do you like
the little shop girl?

No, didn't think so.

Come on.

- I'd better go home.

What a world to
bring a baby into.

- Oh I don't know.

Has its share of wonders.

- No margin for error though
is there, bein' a parent?

You goin' home?

- Yeah, yeah.

- All right, I'll
see you tomorrow.

- See you tomorrow.

Bye.

DCI John.

- So you haven't
got a life either.

No, I'm afraid not.

- We should really do
something about that you know?

Well, at least I've
had the pleasure

of the company of
poor Mr. Ellis.

- What have you got for me?

- Toxicology is negative.

No alcohol or drugs
in his system.

Confirmed multiple
fractures to the ribs.

Fracture to the left wrist,
blunt trauma to the skull.

- Do we have a COD?

- Asphyxiation,
death by drowning.

I believe the victim was
forcibly held underwater.

- Held?

We've
identified third party DNA

under the victim's fingernails.

Suggests he tried to
fight off his attackers.

- So you think there was
more than one assailant?

- Yes I do.

Looks like initial head trauma
occurred out on the landing.

Then I'd say a sustained
assault before the victim

was dragged and
lifted into the bath.

We're talking about a
semi-conscious male, struggling,

weighing 70 kilograms.

Two assailants if not more.

I'll email the full
report in the morning.

And if you are passing, call in.

You don't have to bring a body.

- Okay, goodnight.

- Take it.

Take it.

- We fucking did it!

We did it!

We killed you, you fucking pedo!

- Come on.

No.

- Come on.

Are you with us or what?

You know, something's
been bothering me all day.

What's that?

- How did the cops find
out about the old man?

Lee,
pull over will you?

- I'm taking Mia home first.

Lee,
pull over, please.

- It was you, wasn't it?

You were the one
that rang the police.

Why would you do that?

- What the fuck?

- Stop the car I said.

Stop the car.

- I didn't give them our
names, just the address.

- So what should we do now?

- He shouldn't have done
that, should he Lee?

Please,
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Please don't, I'm
sorry, I'm sorry!

PM results
confirm multiple attackers.

I'm gonna make sure

the bastard never
talks again, I am.

- You'll get your chance.

- I'll fucking kill him.

- I said you'll get your chance.

- Your brother, I
think he misses you.

We both do.

What's
your problem anyway?

You're always followin' me
around, comin' around my house.

- Back off!

- The estate is crawling
with fucking cops.

Lee!

- We didn't do anything.

People can't seem to give up
what's bad for them, can they?