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♪ Grace VanderWaal: Clearly ♪

♪ There's a world outside my door

♪ I don't know it anymore

♪ I'm gonna stay here now

♪ Take a breath and say a prayer

♪ Find the strength in my despair

♪ It's not gonna take me down

♪ I can see clearly now

♪ The rain has gone

♪ I accept all the things that I cannot change

♪ It's gonna be a bright,

♪ Bright sunshiny day ♪

(LIGHT TENSE MUSIC)

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

(CLICK)

(PHONE VIBRATING)

(MOUTHING)

(INTENSE MUSIC)

(KNOCKS ON DOOR)

You promised not to just turn up.

Well this is spur of the moment because it’s important.

I now want it in writing with a signature.

You're to give me good warning.

Whoa, Mister!

I need your sewing basket.

It's stranded in the kitchen where your daughter left it.

I need the toilet anyway.

So use the downstairs. It's for guests.

(PHONE VIBRATING)

Oh you think I'm sewing your jeans? (CHUCKLES)

No, but I don't own a kit,

and I don't have the knack when it's not human tissue.

You're not even gonna offer me a glass?

You don't drink white.

There's a red on the trolley.

That's the one my mum got me for Christmas.

Yeh, Christmas before last when it was for both of us, y'know?

(PLAYFUL MUSIC)

Listen, Val...

I have not missed being called that.

Valerie.

I did come for a word, actually.

I've been meaning to say it for quite a while now, call it,

Siamese intuition or whatever, because we're peas in a pod, but

I've recently sensed that you've started...

..seeing other people?

That is nothing I need to discuss with you.

No, I know. I know.

But your attitude's changed, your dress code's rejuvenated,

and you've gone back to wearing contact lenses.

I just want you to know,

from the heart...

From the heart, you have my blessing.

I just want you to know I'm cool with that.

Truly?

We're both grown-ups.

It became obvious you needed to spread out a bit,

if only to find out how good you had it in the first place.

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES) ''S only me!'

Are you two getting back together? No!

I was being witty. This never happened when you were a pair.

That's not wit, it's sarcasm. Still funny.

If you can't tell the difference, your educational costs

need a serious debate between me and your mother.

I'm comprehensive. So not!

I need to be at Rosalind's in half hour.

I'm gonna get changed. You still OK to take me?

No.

He can!

Actually, I need to get her spare keys to the flat.

I left - I broke mine in the lock.

Looking for this?

Things must've got more interesting than normal

if you got as far as here.

(PHONE VIBRATING)

I'll be down literally in two.

You always look peckish to me.

Treat yourself to a can of worms.

Has the clutch gone again?

(ENGINE STARTS)

WOLFE: Your mum strikes me as edgy. Is everything OK round there?

We're not doing this, Dad. I'm not mum's keeper.

Asking questions?

Interrogating me about her boyfriends.

How many is she seeing? Plural is fair warning

that I'll wind you up every time you try pushing me.

But you've seen this latest one, have you?

Right, you're connected. Watch what happens when I ring you...

(PHONE VIBRATING) Don't answer. She'll be yakking for hours.

She just heard that. Hiya Maggy.

I'm in the car with him. 'Hi Flick.'

We're having a family conversation.

No we're not, that's over.

'This is work. We've had a call out. There's an industrial death

that needs looking at before the body's removed.'

'Instead of 'yakking on',

I'll fill you in on the rest when you get here.'

'Say hi to your mum for me, Flick.' I will do. Bye.

Right, you can just drop me off at the white gates here.

No. I'll watch you go in, and see who lets you in.

What's Rosalind's dad do for a living?

I don't think she's ever met him but her mum's a stockbroker.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(SIRENS WAILING)

P.A.: 'Make your way to the fire assembly point.'

'Please leave by the two exits.'

When I couldn't get hold of you,

I thought I'd have to do this on my own.

Yonks back in the last century,

I was three weeks into my training with him when we had to

pick a farmer's wife out of the blades of a combine harvester.

We were there two days.

Yeah well, I was.

Er, you were the mentor that didn't need any of us Dot.

Sorry, I wasn't trying to make you sound older...

Age has got nothing to do with it. It's the past tense, mate!

Is everybody happy with me covering photography?

Sod off. I'm senior, as I've been amply reminded.

You're picking bits out.

I got 'em to double-cup so they stand a chance of staying warm.

Thank you very much. Who are you?

Dominique Barnette. We met at the interview last month.

Ah. Begging your pardon. Context schism. Welcome on board.

Dominique's contract technically starts at midnight, but,

I called her in for the experience.

They're ready for us in there.

- Who's running the investigation? - DCI Chambers.

(GRIM MUSIC) (ALARM BLARING)

Wolfe. Betsy. What've we got?

This's a de-boning machine,

and he was Ted Woyzeck.

50 year old engineer.

He went in to do repairs and, according to witnesses,

it reactivated itself.

(SIGHS)

Who was first on the scene?

A Daniel Colley.

A couple of mates ran to help,

but he saw the worst of it and shut the machine down.

The lights shouldn't have been affected.

A 50 year old engineer's presumably pretty experienced.

So how come he didn't isolate the main circuit before starting work?

Exactly.

We need to rule out foul play.

(CAMERA CLICKS)

I'm not being insensitive but shutting the plant down

is completely out of the question.

We can only just manage to meet promises with this section closed.

With respect, 'meeting promises' sounds a bit insensitive,

given what's behind that screens. And what's not.

We supply three major supermarkets.

It'd just take one breached delivery for a European company

to step in and obliterate 200 jobs.

So, an event like this could be in someone else's interest?

Yeh, but steady on.

I don't think anybody'd go to these lengths.

Again, with respect, we'll presume to know nothing

until we've examined facts and evidence.

Can you get your hands on the machine's blueprint

before we begin extraction?

I'm sure we've got scans of the original design.

This is impossible!

I can't tell what's human and what's animal.

Well, this...

..is definitely a human kidney,

But that's,

that's a bulls eye.

Woah! (BOTH LAUGH)

BETSY: So, Daniel, who turned the machine off?

Before Ted went to work, he isolated the system.

You saw him do this?

Well, not personally, but he wouldn't not.

Sorry Daniel, I just need to get inside your mouth.

Can I ask what this is for?

It's a formality, Daniel.

We need to separate people's contact with the power sockets.

Even ours.

When did you first know something was wrong?

When we all did.

When he screamed.

How far away were you at the time?

Twenty, thirty yards.

Am I allowed to interrupt?

I'm all done here.

Danny, I'm so sorry you had to be the one...

Oh good God. (CRYING)

Excuse me?!

I got a phone call,

saying my husband's been involved in an accident.

Who's in charge?

Steve, this lady's husband's been involved in an accident.

Ted Woyzeck. Do you know where he is?

If you just go up there, someone will see to you.

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

Careful. We don't want to lose the stomach contents

if we can avoid it. Don't move anything yet.

The snake's hit obstacles. Just two secs!

Okay, I've got good shots of the chest cavity.

What's left of it.

And you're clear of the stomach,

there.

You can start the extraction!

(HAUNTING MUSIC)

MAGGY: Betsy!

Daniel Colley said in his statement - twice-

that he was closest to the machine when it happened.

But look.

Daniel, we're slightly concerned

that you lied in your initial statement.

No, I didn't.

You claimed you were the closest operative to the machine,

and the stop button.

But here, on camera two,

we see you sending this kid in the opposite direction.

What's being said here?

Him screaming... I mean, screaming: "I can't help!"

and I'm yelling: "Well, go and get someone who can!"

He was in total shock at the sound coming from the machine.

Vomiting as he ran.

I let him go, but he came back anyway, with help,

and joined in.

MAGGY: Are you right-handed or left, Ben?

Tell us what's happening here, what's being said?

I can't.

I can remember one sound, and that's it, I threw up,

that's it!

If Danny said anything, I can't help you.

You've a conviction that wasn't declared on your employment record,

which is, in itself, a violation.

I've never missed a single probation appointment.

It's nearly spent.

Did you have any grievances with Ted Woyzeck?

No.

We only saw him when something went down.

He spent most of his time inside the machines.

We never had a beer with him or anything.

Could you go behind that screen over there,

remove your outer clothing and take anything from the pockets, please?

(LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC)

They were sexually assaulting my girlfriend.

It was five-to-one.

I knocked one of 'em to the ground.

He got a brain bleed and died.

They were gonna rape her in front of me.

We sent for some overalls for you.

He can wear these to go collect his personal belongings

and then go home.

I want them dry cleaned and returned within seven days.

And you're fired.

You were told at your interview, Ben,

you can tell me anything as long as it's not a lie.

That's instant dismissal.

Mrs Belby, I missed it off cos it's nearly spent.

You ran in the opposite direction.

For everyone's information, the body is now off the premises.

So can we start sterilising the machine now?

No.

We're declaring it a crime scene.

What're you thinking?

You can't mention this to that kid's probation team.

From what we heard on the shop floor,

he was honest with his workmates,

and they trusted him back.

That's all I'm saying, Betsy.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Oh thanks. I should be getting you one after all that.

I never don't return a favour, team strap-line.

You were very fluid tonight, Dominique.

Instinctive choreography gets noticed.

Cheers for that, but, (SCOFFS LIGHTLY)

I'm not at my best when I'm feeling watched.

I just want to say,

thanks, Professor,

for giving me the break.

No, no, no. That was a panel decision.

But hats off to you for shining.

Thanks.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

Authorised University staff only allowed into the basement,

students get day passes, for when they do demonstrations.

By the way, you're expected to do two lectures a month.

Contract says one.

Yeah, the other will be one we've missed

and the other will take the subs.

You don't need one of these.

I just don't like touching switches.

(INTENSE MUSIC)

(CAR LOCK CLICKS)

Where're we at?

We're still waiting for DNA to come back,

but Dominique's ID'd most prints.

These are Ben Pulman's, and these are Ted Woyzeck's.

I took his print using saline on the severed right hand

because it's the only one intact.

This is my fault, but Daniel's prints didn't scan properly,

we've got blank blotches.

I'll ask him to come in for a digital scan.

He starts the machine in the mornings.

Then Ted Woyzeck did the same before entering the machine.

Before, as we see, he did obviously hit the stop button.

Wow! Did you sleep here?

Didn't switch itself on, though, did it?

Let's get a full cross-section of CCTV footage to go at,

but especially in that sector.

OK I'm off to my lecture.

So we're not talking about finger prints biometrically.

In your future professional career cleaning up society,

if and when you qualify,

this level of evidence is only the beginning.

The bio molecular base of a fingerprint

contains untold information, if you have the right spectrometry.

So, before the summer break,

we asked all 2nd year students

to submit fingerprint samples from last thing at night.

You remember?

OK.

Of the 40 submitted,

a tenth didn't use soap after urinating.

Eight showed traces of cocaethylene,

y'know, the booze and cocaine combo;

and literally one in four showed psychological support medication.

Ohh! (LAUGHS)

Welcome to the club!

Ignorance is the bigger shame.

We were even able to determine

the condom you use through PEG analysis,

Polyethylene Glycol. Right?

But here's the best bit.

65 percent of all the condom samples

were found on female prints.

Ladies,

unless their assets outweigh their excuses,

if they can't be bothered to carry a condom,

do not give it up.

(CHEERING, CLAPPING)

It would be cruel to point out

that you weren't supposed to put your names on the samples.

But everyone did.

(CHUCKLES)

Relax.

The names get separated before the analysis,

and the samples have been incinerated.

OK, so what's the take-home t-shirt for today?

Hygiene, OK?

Moderation and Tolerance. Or Hands, Knees and Bumpsadaisies.

Okay, get out!

Leave!

Leave me alone.

Swap you a good chunk of pancreas

for the lower right lobe of the liver.

Sorry we're late, Maxine, but we come in pieces.

Blessing, if I'm honest. I've had my mother on the phone

from literally the middle of another roundabout.

You've all this to come with yours.

(OPERA MUSIC PLAYS IN BACKGROUND)

How's living alone?

It took me bloody ages, but I'm loving it now.

Nothing but guard dogs.

Fierce protection and they love me to death.

That's all I ever wanted!

How do you know we're living separately?

How do you know this much about everybody? From in here?

I think I ran into your wife on a court day, looking,

if I dare say, unburdened.

(DOT GIGGLING)

Shall we get on?

I couldn't run the full post-mortem because we didn't have all organs,

but we did run the tox screens.

He hadn't used so much as an Aspirin in three months.

No booze, no drugs, no medication, no meds prescribed.

None of that excludes suicide,

so you've always got to keep an open mind.

On y va!(DRILL WHIRS)

As Maggy says, suicide can't be ruled out, but as it stands,

we've got two suspects based only on their proximity to the death.

And that's Daniel Colley, Ben Pulman.

I just went to the lab and realised it's the post-mortem. I'll join you.

Sorry, half the organs, half the time.

No offence, Ted.

Records have pulled-up a previous death

with a version of the same machine at a different factory.

The same company? No, but the same machine design.

In that incident, a guy called Vincent Frayn

got sent down for 7 years for murdering a colleague

by pushing him into moving parts after a grievance.

Shepherd's Meats and Packing?

That's the circle of life right there in a tin!

Okay folks, Betsy's thrown another option into the mix.

The machine's now also a suspect.

Dot you need to get to Shepherd's Meats and Packing.

We need photography of the innards of the sister machine.

Sorry, is that gonna happen without a warrant, or

Not without charm, which is why I've asked you.

Just blag your way in.

I shall be needing Dominique.

Dominique, I need you to look official.

That's never happened before. (BOTH CHUCKLE)

Get a full field DNA screening kit together.

Betsy, get two fast-tracked visitors' orders to wherever

Vincent Frayn's being held. I'll request DNA.

Am I coming with?

Not without me, you're not. Make it three then.

Meet me in the car park in half an hour. I'm driving.

And I'm left doing, what? The rest of it?

Have you cracked Ted Woyzeck's phone?

No, it's triple encrypted.

There's your answer.

(DOOR CLOSES)

I um,

I came to see if you're alright, Wolfe.

I'm tickety-boo, thanks for asking.

By the way, what does... that mean?

Come on, why is your desk this tidy?

And your recent behaviour, coming round to mine,

it's not not erratic?

Please don't be defensive.

I tidy up my desk and ask you a few questions about your social life,

and you're still calling 'em 'manic phases.'

It's the way you asked.

And, yes, it's the way you've tidied.

These are all relapse signatures,

and I'm only bringing your attention to them now-

It is not compulsive behaviour.

Clear your clutter, clear your mind.

It's Chapter Five.

I'm following orders.

Who knows by Chapter Ten, the walls might have to go-

It was explicitly my sex life,

not my social life that you were interrogating,

which is way off, and you know it.

It'll only take ten minutes. I haven't got ten minutes.

Shift changes in 15. Why can't I put the cameras in then?

Because that's when the blades get flushed and steamed.

If you're suggesting it's still a potential crime scene,

I'm stopping nothing without a warrant.

That at least gives me two days' notice.

Not if the Health and Safety Exec demands it.

(KNOCKS ON WINDOW)

Can I speak to your line manager?

(BUZZER SOUNDS)

I weren't being shitty not meeting you in the Visitors' cave.

But I wasn't expecting anybody.

And I cherish the sunshine.

We only get three days a week out here.

That's no problem.

Real farm to table, eh? You've got everything.

All this gets sold to restaurants. We get frozen.

I'm just sitting in, Vincent.

These gentlemen are from Forensic Sciences

with some technical enquiries,

and we'd also like another DNA sample with your permission.

Yeah. What's it about?

Any questions we have relate to your memory of logistics of the day,

we are not police, we are not looking to cross examine you, or

ask you to impart new information... Unless you have it.

But other people could potentially be in jeopardy

if we don't start getting straight answers to simple questions soon.

That's an interesting bracelet. Are they blisters?

No. If you don't seal your clothing, the flies get over the gloves.

Botfly.

You have to suffocate 'em with blister plasters.

The main reason they keep me here?

The jury was told that I had a grievance with my mate

over two and a half grand!

That's a lot of wages.

He's owed me a lot more before,

and always paid eventually.

You were also convicted on the basis of a palm print on the start button?

One on the start, two on the Off.

That's because I tried to reboot the blade motors.

On and off in a split second.

He was dead by then anyway.

Half his head had gone!

I've a three year old grandchild I've never held.

That's 'cos I won't plead guilty

for something I haven't done.

Okay, well, our questions are all about the machine, Vincent.

Which can only be in your interest,

fair do's?

This's how I accessed the last one, it's meant to be identical,

but it won't go through.

Can you see the torch?

Yeah, now I can.

Okay. I'll hold the line. You can get in through here.

Can you not stand there?

Oh, relax. I'm gay.

But I can't speak for the other twelve.

Fine, cover me.

Fuck off!

When we get back,

I need you going over the footage against the blueprints.

Could you just...

What's that?

Rufus's phone number.

And a note.

Saying what?

"I'm not gay." (SCOFFS)

We were both bending over!

Why didn't I get a fucking phone number?

Dot-dot-dot.

What?

How do you get 'Dot' from Marcy?

How'd you think? Dot-dot-dot.

I'm always the last to be thought of among this rabble!

It never ends.

I bet you make sure you're not.

Louder and longer. (BOTH LAUGH)

Oh, boss!

The DNA samples that you asked me to run?

I got a name. D'you want it?

Uh, Jeff Joyce.

Two-three, zero-three, Seventy Seven. Does that mean anything?

Maggy's got something to show us.

No- that- mm. (SLURPING)

Maggy. Boss. I cracked dead Ted's phone.

You wouldn't know it now, but,

he was a well-hung fella.

And most of his dick pics went to... three guesses?

Uh, um prostitutes?

BOTH: Ben Pulman?

Delores Belby. Yeah! They were having a thing.

No way!

The later texts say she was more or less shutting things down.

Another extenuator for suicide.

Good old Delores, banging the engineer. Ding Dong Belby!

Delores and Darren Belby were both off the premises

at the time of death. Says who? They're each other's alibi.

And this would explain her level of grief on the day.

Yes, I am still holding but my patience won't...

Gone again.

Look, I really need to speak with some privacy-

I just want a simple legal opinion about the loss adjustment numbers.

This was sent from Ted's phone.

Could you confirm that you received it?

(SIGHS)

Will his wife have to find out?

Is there any possibility your husband did?

He wants to know if you found out about Ted.

Then, be my guest, Darling. You must tell him.

Look, it's not a recent thing.

Me and Darren have always had an open marriage.

People come and go without damage

and we remain devoted.

Ted wasn't damage?

He seemed relieved to be out of it,

and I'm sure I wasn't his only excursion.

Plus, he'd just sold a patent,

so all in all I think he was skipping, to be honest.

Patent for what?

Another machine.

Ted designed the machines? Most of them.

This is just for elimination. What isn't?

She said she'd leave the file in the back room.

Keys are on the string.

Seriously?

Round here?

(DOOR CLOSES)

That's it. Let's go.

ALL: Surprise! Happy Birthday!

(CHEERING0

Wow! Thank you, thank you!

This is just to say thank you to you for leadership,

inspiration and guidance and for the start of another year.

To the boss!

ALL: To the Boss!

"Appreciation is a wonderful thing,

It makes what is excellent in others, belong to us as well."

Voltaire. (CHUCKLES)

My thanks to all of you, especially Dot for hosting us all...

again.

And there's nothing wrong with 'round here' by the way.

Right, let's drink like billy goats and wreck the joint.

Oh, no need. Dot's started already.

(LAUGHTER)

Hey. What?

Your mum's left you drinking on your own?

(HE GASPS) Mmm. Serves you right!

I'm glad you live on your own, 'cos you'll be farting for freedom.

Mum wasn't invited, but she sent a card.

Just a card?

How old are you? (CHUCKLES)

Wow.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Look at that.

44 and a 17. That is bang on.

I specifically asked for a two-finger, button-down

and they sent me everything but.

This was three times lucky.

Thank you.

Betsy, you've had calls. They said your phone's off.

Because I'm off duty.

Oooh!

Are you sure you're not flogging a dead horse there, darling?

We've never played Poker, have we, Dot?

(OVER PHONE)'DCI Chambers?' Yeah?

'Yeah, we've been trying to get hold of you...'

Hold this.

It's a Bluetooth electro-dermo stress monitor.

I hope it does muzak, because this is boring.

Except when I say something like

"I'd have thought Val would've been here".

Why don't I keep the transmitter and you keep the graphics?

Actually, that's not a bad idea.

(PHONE RINGING)

(LIGHT DRAMATIC MUSIC

(GASPS SOFTLY)

(CHUCKLES

Fuck off, you spoon-fed penguin.

(INHALES AND EXHALES DEEPLY

Show me your colours, show me your colours!

Hi, Daniel.

We're really sorry for what you had to go through.

We've got a few blind spots on the prints we took at work.

I'd like to scan it digitally, K? Sure.

Take a seat while Dominique sets the equipment up.

(SIGHS DRAMATICALLY)

Is there anything you haven't done, you fucking catalogue?!

(KNOCK ON DOOR) Hang on!

What do you think 'Hang on' means?!

'Come in and read stuff over your shoulder'?

I just needed to have a quick word about...

Ha! I'm guessing you're going through the rebirth experience

that all promotions bring?

Sorry? If you're anything like me,

you have the permanent post that you always wanted,

but you hadn't banked on standing in a different pair of shoes.

It's like my mentor used to say,

"It's like going to big school.

You have to swap attitude for intelligence.

All growth spurts are painful."

Plus, seeing how good Dominique is, the last one in,

that must be choking you.

Your mentor was from Dundee, why's he got a German accent?

You know what I mean. Yeah.

Only too well, which is more than I can say for you.

My problem is that intelligence keeps equalling attitude,

because I see how gormless they are sometimes,

and I want to smack their faces. Especially Dot's.

Why Dot's?

She doesn't like taking orders from someone younger.

Then stop making them sound like orders,

and try not deliberately sounding this much younger.

(KNOCK ON DOOR) Yes!

STEVE: Boss, you need to come and see this.

These look like histamine bumps, but Daniel can't remember getting them.

Do they hurt or itch?

No. At first, I thought, new rescue kitten. Fleas.

But my wife and son are clean as whistles.

It's a Botfly infestation.

I've never heard of it.

Are you squeamish, Daniel?

Yeah!

It's better done than explained, but these need to come out.

These, what?

Like stings? Something like that.

You're a Botanist.

Yeah. I got a first from Cambridge.

How long did it take to slide that in!

I shoulda set my clock.

(MACHINE WHIRRING)

I can feel that inside.

Yep.

And this is why.

Here we go!

DANIEL: Oh my God...

Where did that come... Woah, woah woah.

Secure his airway and nab the other buggers while he's out.

I need this DNA prepped for Y-STR analysis.

Could you do that for us?

Well, actually, I'm in the middle of something.

It's an important job so I'd really respect your age on this.

Sorry, what's age got to do with a database enquiry?

I just want you to know

there's no difference whatsoever between yours... or mine.

This clutch here...

is why you couldn't get the camera in the machine

at Shepherd's Meats and Packing, but managed to at the Belby Factory.

Alright, OK, well that helps.

I was right.

You could've waited for me to say that.

About what, exactly?

This is the guy serving seven years for murder,

for shoving his mate into a boning machine

at Shepherd's Meats and Packing three years back.

Daniel Colley is Vincent Frayn's son.

How the hell did you get to that conclusion?

BOTH: Botfly.

Because me and Steve went to see Vincent Frayn

at Belmont Prison, 76 miles away-

Where they'd had an outbreak of Botfly.

Frayn works in the prison gardens. His wrists were covered in 'em.

The prison had an open day in autumn,

and Daniel was on the visitors' list.

No way!

We're glad something cheers you up!

We need to schedule a briefing with Betsy's team.

We need guidance on how to proceed.

You alright there?

It's for Ted's family.

And that's before the night shift dips in.

Sit down, Daniel.

(COINS CLATTER ON TABLE)

Did you deliberately remove the safety clutch on this machine

to prove a point about your dad, Vincent Frayn?

If the machine Ted built killed Ted, that's Ted's fault.

Show me a clutch on the blueprint.

Okay, bring the van round to loading bay three.

For Daniel's sake, we should do this discreetly.

(SHOUTS)

Three days old! Three days old!

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

Daniel!

There's no escape, Daniel!

Daniel, they've got you anyway!

Bastards!

- It'll have to be this! - WOLFE: Fuck!

Oh fuck.

Nooooo! (GASPING)

Fuck're you blaming me for?!

No-one fucking move!

(ENGINE REVS)

Don't need telling twice!

Come on, Daniel.

You've achieved what you set out to do 3 years ago.

Your dad's release is imminent.

For 3 years I lost the man I love the most.

I can see why.

Vincent's a smashing bloke.

Depending on what happens at your trial,

he might have to lose you for a while, Daniel,

but face facts, everything that happened is everything you wanted.

Just one more favour and then we're clear.

Young Ben Pulman did not deserve to lose his job...

I'm sorry. 'Clear of what?'

Any guilt at what our private lives involve?

And that needs 'favours'?

No, fuck off, you've sadly misjudged us.

Any 'judgement' you might've detected only comes from one thing.

The fact that one of you suggested it first

and the other one's just tagging along.

(DOOR SLAMS)

(SCOFFS LIGHTLY)

(POWERFUL MUSIC

To the team!

And... To the sales assistant of the year, best ever newcomer,

Dominique!

(CLAPPING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(BEEPING)

(KNOCKS ON DOOR)

Oh, hi, Val!

I thought you'd be out anyway, I was just dropping something in.

Legal something. Just dropping it in. Legal what?

Just stuff in case anything happens to any of us in the meantime.

I should've said 'formal' not 'legal'...

Which meantime?

Just so's you know, everything goes to you.

You and Flick, if I die.

Die of what?

Who knows? Nits! (CHUCKLES)

Uh.

I would just leave your half directly to Flick.

Why are we even discussing this now?

Because I need you to know that you are very, very special to me.

You're the least shareable person I've ever met.

You will always be special to me, Wolfe Kinteh,

till the day I die.

So, what are you doing with somebody like 'JayJay,'

who's the diametrical opposite? He has nothing to do with this!

That's what you call him!

He might smile more than I can,

but he looks like he went for a colonic-

Wolfe... and nothing came out.

..turn around now and keep walking. What does your law firm think

about the fraud charges around his neck?

Er... Fact-Check-Land!

All charges were dropped when the CFO was found guilty on all counts.

Google Translate! Money mad scrubber who throws his mate under a bus.

Again, why the total opposite of me

if I came even this close the first time?

You didn't get this from Facebook.

What've you been up to, Wolfe?

If you've been spending public money trying to sabotage my private life,

are you even aware of the criminal consequences?

I can't wait to see this in print.

No, please, please, Val! I'm begging you. Do not say divorce. Please!

I meant the fucking headlines, you twisted creep.

Never set foot in this house without written invitation,

or I'll lodge this conversation,

and your pension won't be worth shit to Flick.

Lucky for her, mine's all she'll need.

He came in bits, he left in pieces.

A, Don't tempt me,

and B, Since you've obviously rehearsed that,

you shoulda predicted how this would end.

Fuck. Off.

♪ Sylvester: You Make Me Feel ♪

♪ You mean I've been dancin' on the floor darlin'

♪ And I feel like I need some more and I

♪ Feel your body close to mine and I

♪ Move on love it's about that time... ♪

Wooo! Fuck yeah!

(HOWLS LOUDLY)

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