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What do we have here?

Dr Taylor... your thoughts?

If he had anything on him, it's been destroyed.

We can try DNA and dental, but I can't promise you a hit.

In which case, we're looking for forensic facial reconstruction.

Check missing persons. We might get lucky.

Found something here.

You look tired.

Oh, thank you, Mum.

You carry so much.

I worry.

I know, but you shouldn't.

Listen... I wanted to pick your brains about...

Do you know anyone who might have a grudge

against Warren Leach,

like a petrol-bomb-his-farm type of grudge?

Cor... Well, it would be easier to name someone who wouldn't.

Oh, okay.

Do you know his missus, Yvonne?

Oh, yeah. I went to school with her.

Haven't seen her in years.

Yvonne O'Brien, she was back then.

She was a gorgeous girl. Great dancer.

She had her pick.

And she ended up with Warren Leach.

Oh, that's were her father's doing.

He wanted the grazing for the cattle.

Those old families like the Leaches,

they just see women as a form of property.

Oh, well, can you tell me a bit about them?

Like, the history, what they're like?

Well, it all started with the Nine Virgins.

No, no, no, Mum, Mum, like, recent history.

No supernatural witchcraft stuff, please.

Recent?

- Yes, please. - Okay.

Well, there was that time

where he changed the tags of his cattle.

Okay. What was that about?

Well, he changed the tags from his more valuable cattle,

who had TB, and he put them on his cheaper cattle

so that they would be the ones to be destroyed instead.

And he paid a hefty fine for it, too.

Diane...

It's time you come home, don't you think?

This is my home now.

I get it. I messed up.

Messed up?

Dave, you've been threatening me.

Well... I've made mistakes. And I'm sorry.

If you come back, things will be different.

Oh, change the record.

Apologising, swearing things will change.

I mean, usually people fall for it, don't they?

But not me.

I'm leaving Lisa and the kids.

It'll just be us.

Why do you think I'd believe anything you had to say now?

That's the problem with you, Dave.

It was never your fault.

You got to hurt people and then just walk away with a smile

and a promotion.

Careful what you say next.

But I've finally seen the real you.

Diane... what we have is beautiful...

...special...

It's not something you want to throw away.

That's why I'm here... fighting for us.

There is no "us," Dave. We're done.

What's up with you?

You look like you've seen a ghost.

Erm... I'm fine.

It's not him again, is it?

Has he been contacting you, Branagh?

No, I just... I didn't sleep well.

I mean, nothing a coffee won't sort out.

Do you want one?

No, I'm good. Are you sure you're all right?

I'm fine.

Any news on the burnt body?

Er, going off a tip from my mum,

I did find an article in The Derbyshire Gazette

accusing Warren Leach of ear-tag fraud.

And guess who wrote it?

It was written by Martin Scargill?

Mm-hmm.

Now, Leach claimed the piece was defamatory, threatened to sue.

The paper issued a partial retraction.

And Scargill was let go, lost his job.

Is that enough motive

for Scargill to firebomb Warren Leach's farm, though?

Do you know what? I-I think it actually might be.

What if the burnt body belongs to someone

who was there that night with Scargill?

Martin Scargill had an accomplice?

Well, why not?

Did anyone else get sacked for that article?

Let's have a look.

Right.

So, Scargill is the only name on the byline.

But I think he had a photographer with him.

A staff photographer?

Let me check.

Jenny Westlake.

That must be on the map.

Mm-hmm.

Wait. She was a photographer?

Yeah.

I wonder...

What?

And there we go. - Yeah.

Sir, can I show you something?

Sir, look at this. This is the day that Jenny died.

Look at that.

Wide strap with a weave pattern.

Er, no camera bag was found.

Can I see that?

Look at that.

The strap matches the bruising on her neck.

Martin Scargill lost his job because of Warren Leach.

Which gives him motive to firebomb Leach's farm.

Or get someone to do it for him.

Burnt body?

Martin Scargill blamed Maggie Crew for his divorce

to Jenny Westlake.

Both women were attacked.

Okay, it's circumstantial,

but right now, he feels like the missing link to everything.

Yeah, no. That could be right. Martin Scargill.

He'll be at the bookie's. Let's go.

Actually, guys, no, no, no.

You go on home. I'll take this.

You sure?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. You've done enough.

All right, well, you still owe me a bottle of whisky.

David Branagh, right?

Who are you?

Ben Cooper.

I'm the one that texted you to meet, not Diane.

I've got a message for you.

Diane doesn't want to see you.

Well, that's a private matter between me and Diane.

Actually, I think it's a police matter.

DC Ben Cooper.

Anyone ever teach you not to bring a knife to a gunfight?

Detective Chief Inspector David Branagh.

Outgunned and outranked, son.

Well, this isn't your force, and you have no authority over me,

so as far as I'm concerned,

you're just a civilian and one who isn't welcome here.

You need to go away.

Go back to your wife and your children and stay away.

Understand?

It's good enough for me.

Enjoy the drink.

Hello.

You all right?

Dave said you contacted him.

I can't believe you did that.

Somebody had to confront him.

You didn't have to stick your nose in, Ben.

I had to do something.

And you didn't tell me he was a chief inspector, by the way.

I was handling it.

I mean, what if this makes him escalate?

It won't.

He's got too much to lose, hasn't he?

Yeah, well, I guess we'll find out.

Right. We know you lost your job because of Leach.

Did you use a petrol bomb to set fire to his farm?

No comment.

Do you wanna tell us who was with you that night?

- No comment. - Okay.

Did you attack Maggie Crew and leave her for dead?

- No comment. - Did you kill Jenny Westlake?

- No comment. - No comment.

All right. Ah... explain this to me.

Why was Jenny's camera bag hidden in your car?

We now know that this was the bag that was used to kill Jenny.

That was not in my car.

Oh, no, no, no. The camera was in your car.

No SD card. The camera was. - That was not in my car, man.

That was not in my f... That was not in my car!

- Where's the SD card? - I've been set up.

I've been set up! This is a joke, man!

I've been set up!

I'm telling you, I didn't do this!

Back down.

I can't believe this is happening.

I can't believe this is happening.

Okay.

He's lying. I'm telling you, he's lying.

Right. Martin, you had the motive.

And now we've found you had the murder weapon.

Why don't you tell us who that burnt body belonged to?

No comment.

I hope you paid for that.

Did you get a promotion? We're policing snacks now?

Anyway, I saw you talking to a guy

in the car park the other day.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, that guy.

Yeah, that guy.

Er, Tim. No, Tom Marsden. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I don't forget a face. He works for the RSPCA.

Yeah, no, I got that from the caption.

Why did he want to talk to you?

Well, he's a friend of Westlake.

He was gutting about her. And he, uh...

he wanted to ask us about our enquiry.

I told him, well, I can't give him any information.

So, he just went off.

Oh, CPS authorised charges for Martin Scargill.

Murder, attempted murder, arson-- so, well-done, you.

Tell Ben I've got his bottle of whisky.

Did Martin Scargill say who the burnt body belonged to?

You are such a glass-half-empty sort of girl, aren't you?

Maggie, you said you wanted to meet here.

There was a dog barking,

and I smelled petrol, and the noise and the smell,

something clicked.

I wasn't attacked by Russell.

I came to protect him.

Protect him from who, Maggie?

The dogs.

We had to run. There was... so much noise.

And... and screaming. I'm, I'm the one screaming.

Oh! Oh, the, the man... Oh, the man!

- Who was the man, Maggie? - No, it's not Russell.

He, he bashed my head in, and, and there's blood in my eyes.

I can't, I can't see anything.

Is the man Martin Scargill?

Did Russell firebomb the farm, Maggie?

My God.

Is it something to do with his campaigning?

He's on fire. He's on fire. He's...

He was on fire.

The burnt body?

So, the body that you found in the woods was Russell?

Yes.

As we know, Russell Crewe was in a relationship

with Jenny Westlake.

They both loved cats, both supported the same causes,

and they lived together.

When they broke up, Russell had nowhere to go,

so he went to find his mother,

and, as you can see, it was an emotional reunion.

Yeah.

He told his mum

that he was going to petrol-bomb Warren Leach's farm,

so she went with him to protect him.

Why? Because the ear tags?

No. Look at this.

This is what started it all.

So, Martin Scargill found a cat with horrific injuries.

I mean, he actually told us about it in his first interview,

because he was covered in scratches.

This poster is one of dozens around town.

Dozens of cats missing.

We believe these were bait animals.

- Yeah. - For fighting.

I should have twigged the first time I saw Leach's dog.

It's not your typical farmer's dog,

but it is exactly the type of animal you'd want for dogfight.

Maggie told us

that Jenny had traced the cats to Leach's farm

and that she was gathering evidence

by photographing the Leaches every Sunday,

but that Russell wanted to take a more direct approach,

which was to firebomb the farm.

We now know from Maggie's testimony

that Leach intercepted.

Russell caught fire and must have burnt to death.

And it was Leach who attacked Maggie that night.

Then... what?

He killed Jenny and took her SD card?

Yeah.

Then moved her body to the Nine Virgins,

near where he had dumped Russell's body.

And then he planted the camera strap on Martin Scargill,

who he hated.

Uh, yeah. It was Leach all along.

Sorry. I'm a bit lost.

Because we have charged Martin Scargill,

and this case is closed.

No, he was framed. And we fell for it.

Okay.

So we are going on wild speculation now

because a cat has been found?

Well, I think we have enough to at least justify

a warrant to search the farms.

So do I.

Jesus!

I warned you about trespassing.

We have a warrant to search your property, Mr Leach.

You have no authority over me.

It's over.

You're just gonna make things worse for yourself.

This land is cursed. Things can always get worse.

All right.

Hey, okay.

I've got it. I've got it.

I couldn't... I couldn't let him take you, too.

This must be the dogfighting ring.

How the dogs entered the ring.

Cheers, Pop.

Right. So, the cameras are for live-streaming.

A lot of money to be made on the dark web.

Now, Leach would have needed a sophisticated setup

if he was to stream the fights.

But we've checked, and we can't find any kit

that would suggest he was responsible

for the broadcasting.

How would it work, then?

Well, someone off-site would be responsible

for capturing the raw video footage, managing the stream.

Leach provides the content, but he's definitely not the brains.

What are you thinking, Sarge?

Uh, this is a remote operation.

So, whoever's behind this is Russian, Albanian,

literally any organized-crime group.

Plus, they'll have seen us on these.

So, they'll be disconnected.

They're long gone, whoever it is, long gone.

All right, mate.

What?

Did you find anything?

Uh, just this, uh, SD card.

All right. Give us it. I'll get this processed.

Good.

Hello.

- You all right? - Thank you, man.

How are you, Yvonne?

I have been silent my whole marriage.

I want to talk.

You can talk to us down at the police station

when you have a solicitor and--

No. No, I want to talk to Ben.

It's been too many years.

You need to hear this from me.

Oh, come on. We should wait.

No, no. It's all right.

Go on.

I told Joe I couldn't be saved.

From Warren?

I warned him not to try.

He insisted he come to get me.

But Warren was waiting for him.

It was Warren.

And afterwards, Warren called his man, and he came over

and cleaned up Boggartsbridge.

His man got rid of the fingerprints, footprints,

tyre tracks, everything.

Warren told me to get the blood out.

But I couldn't bring myself to...

Thank you.

He was trying to save her.

Going to rescue her.

There's nothing in his PMBs, nothing in the logs.

Why was he hiding it?

Maybe he didn't want to risk Leach finding out.

Yeah, but he did, though, didn't he?

He did find out.

You know, Mum said his death was connected

to bad money and gambling, and that describes Leach.

That's Leach and the dogfighting, isn't it?

Should have listened to her.

Should have listened, but I didn't.

And it's too late.

Everyone else is in shock,

and you're reading a book about football

like nothing's happened.

Thanks.

This is how I cope, if you must know.

I'm sure you'll think I'm stupid,

but reading about the Rams helps to calm me down.

- Sorry, my bad. - No, it's all right.

Have we had the photos taken off Jenny Westlake's SD card yet?

Eh, no. No, no, no.

And you're not going to get anything now.

Digital Forensics shuts shop on the dot.

Yeah, no, just stick it in the oven.

Yeah, 180, 30 minutes.

Yeah, okay, and just make sure it's packed properly

because if you poison them kids, you're gonna be cleaning up.

I really have to go.

Todd Eland's buying a round of drinks,

and I have never seen him do that before.

I've got to get a photo. Okay, thanks.

Bye, bye, bye, bye, bye. Okay. Sorry.

Hold on. Hold on. - Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

And... yes.

Looks like the dream shot.

Yes.

Oh... Do you know what it's like?

It's like, erm...

It's like witnessing a mythical creature in the wild.

It's like something you've heard about all your life,

but you've never actually seen it.

And then there it is... Todd Eland's wallet.

Jesus! Can I... can I do something nice

for you bastards without getting roasted?

Yeah? - Would you put one on the bar?

For Joe?

Oh, of course, yeah. Pint for Joe.

- Oh. - Hi, there, please.

Okay.

Here you go, Mum.

Thanks. Thank you.

I thought closure would feel better than this.

Well, we may have closure, but we've been denied justice.

Warren Leach will never have to answer for what he did.

That's not going to help, Mum.

Don't be so judgmental.

No.

Just need to find a way to process it, I guess.

Well... this is my process.

Joe belonged to us.

Warren Leach had no right taking him away.

Dad hated a bully. He was always gonna do something.

Never marry a hero.

Not if you want them to come home.

To Joe...

...a beloved husband and a great dad.

Yeah.

Hiya. Tom, thanks for coming in. I appreciate it.

Now, I won't take much of your time but...

Look. You were friends with Jenny Westlake. Is that right?

Yes.

I met Jenny through some fundraising

she did for the RSPCA.

She was extremely passionate about animal welfare.

Did she ever mention the missing cats?

Yes. That's what kicked off the special investigation.

Jenny noticed an unusual number of cats going missing

and she worked out that they were being used as bait animals.

We actually know who was responsible for Jenny's death.

Warren Leach?

That's information I can't divulge. I'm sorry.

I guess you have Sergeant Eland to thank for that.

Why do you say that?

He was our point of contact here.

- He knew Jenny? - Indirectly.

He was very impressed with her tenacity.

Told me she'd made a great detective.

Todd Eland?

Yes. Why do you seem surprised?

Tom, what was Jenny photographing up there?

Um, the men who were going to the fights.

She said she had a whole rogues' gallery.

Um, thank you, Tom. Thanks for your time.

The SD card weren't put in for evidence.

All right, guys.

- Tough day? - Yeah, I'm okay.

My man, you were wrong about Scargill,

but I'm a good sport.

Go on. - Much obliged. Thank you.

Is he, um, is he going to sue for wrongful arrest?

Well, he can try but, you know,

it's not our fault Leach planted evidence on him, is it?

Pint, Ben?

Uh, I'll wait till Diane gets here.

She is coming, right?

Oh, yeah, yeah, she's just delayed.

She's, um, interviewing a guy from the RSPCA.

Guys, excuse me. I have to take a piss.

Five drinks would have been pushing it.

Yeah, it would.

Oh. Oh.

We need to chat, yeah?

What do you have to say?

Look, I'm your superior officer, so just be careful, yeah?

Oh, I'm always careful.

I follow the evidence.

Diane...

whatever you think you know, you're wrong.

I only know what I saw on the SD card.

Look at you, eh?

Coming here and thinking you're so clever.

Typical outsider.

You don't understand that you're just upsetting the apple cart.

What apple cart?

History... things you don't respect...

or understand.

Okay, I'll tell you what I understand.

You were in it with Leach and the dogfights.

You interviewed Maggie-- badly,

but, I mean, we're all so used to you underperforming,

no one suspected it was on purpose.

You even tried to frame Martin Scargill.

You are the man in charge of it all,

the one Yvonne was warned about.

You're the devil.

Oh... you sound hysterical.

No, you do.

You, you sound unfit for the job.

Just excuse us a sec.

Yeah.

You investigated Joe Cooper's murder,

and there wasn't a speck of evidence

because you cleaned that scene, didn't you?

And you did it for Leach.

You've been lying to Ben's face

every day for the last five years!

Stop. I did him a favour with that lie.

What are you talking about?

Joe Cooper was having an affair with Yvonne Leach, all right?

He fancied her since school.

They were going to run away together.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Joe Cooper. Perfect cop. Perfect dad.

He were gonna abandon his wife and his son.

He were no hero! So now, what you gonna do?

You gonna run and tell your good friend, Ben, the truth, are you?

How do you think he might take it?

Because I think he's going to hate you for it.

I think he deserves to know.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

That is a great idea

because all he and Isobel have left are memories,

so why don't you go and destroy it, yeah?

That's for the best.

I'm arresting you for the murder of Jenny Westlake.

Shh-shh-shh-shh-shh!

Shut up and drive.

Think about what you're doing.

You're not gonna get away with it.

Shut up!

I'm going to text Ben, tell him you hate it here.

You're going to Leeds.

I don't think anyone will be looking for you.

- Aah! - Oh!

Help!

Oh! Help!

Help!

Aah!

Aah! Aah!

You think you're better than me, Diane?

Aah!

You're just like her, aren't you?

You think you're better than me?

I should have buried Jenny in the slurry pit

with the dead dogs.

I'm not going to make the same mistake with you.

Raahhh!

You do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your defence if you do not mention

when questioned something you'll later rely on in court.

Nine-year associates in the dogfighting ring.

No comment.

These images were recovered from an SD card found

in Warren Leach's farmhouse, where we believe you stashed it.

The photos show a number of men entering and leaving a dogfight.

No comment.

Is this a picture of you at the dogfight?

No comment.

Is this a picture of you approaching Jenny Westlake

at the Nine Virgins?

No comment.

Did you remove the SD card

and then put the camera bag in Martin Scargill's car?

No comment.

In the case of the murder of Joe Cooper,

do you admit to perverting the cause of justice?

No comment.

Joe Cooper didn't die of his injury straightaway.

Was he still alive when you found him, Todd?

Did you let him think that you were going to save him?

Did he watch you as you cleaned up the scene and...

as he lay dying?

Don't... don't you dare...

say no comment.

There was nothing I could do.

Okay?

I swear to you.

I can't listen to this.

The OIPC have been informed. He's out of our hands now.

Neutral force?

- Yorkshire. - Yeah.

Are you okay, boss?

No, Tracy. Very much not okay.

Is he around, mate? Is he around?

Ben! Ben! Ben! Ben!

I just want to talk to him. That's all.

Ben! It won't change anything.

He watched him die.

Yeah, but listen.

He is in hell of his own bloody creation.

You do not need to join him.

I made it extra strong for you.

Aye. Thank you.

Yeah.

Yeah, I don't know what to say.

I guess I thought he was my friend.

And I...

told myself it's just how he is, you know?

He's a good lad, really, deep down.

He's got a good heart.

Yeah.

Should have looked a bit more closely, I guess.

What a soul. You saw.

Can't blame yourself.

He made his own choices.

Yeah.

He didn't say anything when he attacked you, did he?

No.

He was just interested in saving his own skin.

Yeah.

Well, I don't suppose I'll ever get the truth

out of him now, will I?

Your mum were right about everything.

Oh, God.

Yeah, she'd love to hear you say that.

- What are you having? Usual? - Yes, please.

Hiya, mate.

Um, two pints and a white wine, please. Thank you.

Whee. What a day.

Finally starting to understand why you like it in here.

That's good.

It's good to see you looking a bit happier, anyway.

This is what I'm usually like when I'm not...

hiding from an ex.

Your man's not been in touch, has he?

I don't want to jinx it,

but I think whatever you said might have actually worked.

Thank you.

Don't mention it.

I'm thinking of going to the Nine Virgins tomorrow.

Leave some flowers for Jenny.

Yeah, that's a nice thought.

I can come with you, if you like.

You know what? I'd appreciate that.

Cool.

- Oh, thank you. - Cheers, pal.

Thank you.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

One for the old man.

Love you, Dad.