All language subtitles for Vera - S12E02 - For the Grace of God_track3_eng

No.

You all right, mate?

Nah, mate, sorry. Got nothing.

Calm down, will you?
Mate... Just messing.

# Here comes the bride

# 50 inches wide

# La, la-da-da... #

Hold on, hold on. Hold on.

Aiden?

What's happened?

I'll be there as soon as.

Oh, for...

Come on!

What now?

Hey!

Worse than bloody sheep!

I'll get my officer
just to go over your statement again

once you've sobered up

and we'll make sure that
everything's in order, OK?

OK.
They'll probably be over quite soon.

I've got to steal him from you,
love. All right.

Morning, Ma'am.
It's not what you need on a Sunday.

Any ID?
I'm afraid not.

Oh, they must be frozen!

Ma'am,
I'm with the girl who found him.

She's not making much sense -
a hen party.

Right, get her details.

And tell them to go home
and sober up. Ma'am.

Right, blues.
There you go.

Aw,
it's the lass's wedding tomorrow.

Today.

Make sure you get some samples.

Perfect.
Yep, and capture under the cheek.

Great. Thank you.

Oh, you must be the new girl.

Welcome aboard.

And you are?

No, don't tell me - Vera Stanhope.
No, love.

I'm Detective Chief Inspector
Vera Stanhope,

I'm leading this investigation.
I've heard a lot about you.

Well, then,
you have the advantage of me, love,

cos I've heard nothing about you.

Now, what are we looking at?

Beaten to death?
When I know, you'll know.

Are you gonna give me anything?

His tooth has been broken,
presumably during the attack.

The tooth pulp is still soft.

I can't find any tooth fragments.

I'm guessing they're in
his stomach contents.

I'll find out later.

I can smell significant alcohol.
I'll run the normal tests.

Could be homeless.

That's what I was thinking.

There's a tattoo
on the right side of the neck.

First Northumberland Regiment.

Oh, in the army. Or was.

That's got to help with his ID.
Also, this.

Bailey.

That could be his wife.
Or daughter.

Any idea time of death?

For now, I'd say he died no earlier
than 11pm, no later than 3am.

I'll have more news
when I get him on the table.

That's the best bit.

Right, well, let me know
if you find anything useful.

Of course.
That's literally my job.

No, the fella's got no belongings
but could have been robbed.

But we need to get an ID,
so start asking around

and check the hostels

and any agencies
that help the homeless.

See if they can give us a name.
Ma'am.

And, Jac, CCTV -
see what you can find.

On it, Ma'am.
So, what do you want to do now?

Well, I know what I want YOU to do.
I'm parched.

Here.

Have you taken witness...

Oh, hang on.

Excuse me, love.

Excuse me, sir.

Er, do you know anything about this?

What's going on?

Well, a fella died.

He'd been attacked, and we're
trying to find out his name.

Any ideas?

Well, how would I know?
I haven't been down.

I just seen all this...

Well, he's got a couple of tattoos
on his neck.

A cannon and lion and "Bailey".

I don't know him.
Ah.

But I've seen him
at The Civvy Centre.

You should ask the bloke
that runs it - Steve.

Come on, Gary.
- Ma'am.

Look up The Civvy Centre.

Ma'am, this is Finlay,
doorman at Chez Lounge. Possible ID.

Er, I think his name
was Conn something.

The homeless guy?
Mm.

Aye, he used to hang around up there
a couple of nights a week

watching the club.
He's nee bother, like.

And was he up there last night?

Well, I don't think so.

Do you ever see him
with anyone else?

No. Look, sorry. I've got to go.

No, you're all right, love.

Just give your details
to my officer here.

So, Conn - that's something.

Just need to find a surname.

Anything on there?
Yeah, Civvy Centre's nearby.

It's a support centre
for the no-fixed-abode.

Is it new?

Started 18 months ago,
by ex-soldier Steve Wilson.

Right. Well, come on,
let's get over there.

So, imagine, you serve your country
and then die like that.

That doesn't seem fair.

No, you're right, it doesn't.

It's all right, love,
we're not pushing in.

Can you let us in, love?
Official business.

Oh.

Excuse me, love.
We're looking for Steve Wilson.

This is our busy time.
Steve's cooking breakfast.

You'll have to come back later.

Or you can talk to me.
And you are...?

His cousin, Mandy. How can I help?

Well, we need to talk to you
AND your cousin, love.

Police to see you, Steve.

You'll have to wait. I've got
people to feed. I can't stop.

Do you have a client called Conn,
ex-army?

Conn Burns? Yes.

Well,
I'm afraid he's been found dead.

How?

Well, I can't say yet, love.

Anything else, or is that it?

Would you happen to have
his next of kin?

Date of birth?

I can get you that. Come with me.

Argh! Bloody hell.

Sorry about Steve.

It was our fundraiser last night.
We're tired.

When was Conn last here?

Yesterday. Late afternoon.

How well did you know him?

He was here most days,
volunteering for Steve.

Doing what?

Anything Steve needed.

He just wanted to help.

He said we saved his life,
gave him stability.

I can't believe this has happened.

He was such a good man.

Mm. Well...

sorry, pet.

Wait.

Ah, thanks, love.

Run our victim through the system,
Kenny.

Here's his details.
Yes, Ma'am.

So, what are we up to?

Well, I called the agencies
helping people with no fixed abode,

but they said
he either never engaged with them

or didn't fit their demographic.

And the hostels didn't know him.

Jac, CCTV?

It's a blind spot. No coverage.

What?! The closest camera's
100 metres away.

Well, see if you can pick him up
anywhere else.

And put together a timeline.

Ma'am?

Connail Burns.

He was admitted to Newcastle General
with pneumonia three years ago

and he's named as his next of kin
a Teresa Burns.

Right.

Aiden?

This brings back memories
I'd rather forget.

Bible classes as a bairn
at our local convent.

It was great, they gave us sweets.

But it was the chapped knees,

waiting in the cold for me dad
to come and pick me up.

We're here to see Teresa Burns,
Sister Michael?

Sister.

You wanted to see me?

DS Healy, this is DCI Stanhope,
from Northumberland and City Police.

Um... we're here about your brother,
Connail.

I'm afraid he was found dead, love.

Connail?

What happened?

He was the victim of an assault.

Are you saying someone killed him?

Well,
that's the theory we're working on.

When?

Last night, in Newcastle.

Were you still in touch?

He came start of every month.

Now, I'm going to have to ask you...

..does the name Bailey
mean anything to you?

Sh-She was his daughter.

You haven't told Kate?

Sorry.

DC Healy.

Who's Kate?
His wife.

Bailey's mum.

Do you mean his ex-wife?
Cos we have you as next of kin.

No. They were still married.

Ma'am? It's Paula.

I'm... I'm afraid
we're going to have to go now, love,

but if you'd like to give us
Kate's address,

we'll make sure she's told.

Oh, he's been through it,
has Connail.

What's this?

That looks like an old bullet wound.
Correct. From a few years ago.

It's not important right now.

More recently, I'd like to
draw your attention to these.

It looks very likely

that there were at least two
involved in the assault.

One held his arms from behind,

you can see the bruises
here and here,

whilst the other beat him.
Excuse me.

There's severe bruising
to the groin.

And then someone dislocated
his left knee

and stamped on his back so hard...

they left a shoe print.

He was an ex-drinker.

His liver showed
significant cirrhosis,

but even though he smelt of alcohol,
there was barely any in his system.

I'd say what was there was forced.

Hence the broken tooth.

As suspected,
I found his tooth in his stomach.

Now, after this attack,
he was left unconscious.

What do you mean, THIS attack?

He was attacked twice.

Twice?
This was the first time.

You can see that the bruising
started developing,

which indicates that he was alive

for probably around two hours
afterwards.

He was first attacked about
five metres from where we found him.

So he was moved?

More likely he was crawling away
from something,

or towards something,

then was attacked again,
two hours later.

It was very different.

His scarf was held over
his mouth and nose.

I found fibres inside both.
He was suffocated with it.

Did he put up a fight?
I doubt it, no.

He was already
considerably weakened.

So whoever did this...

came back to finish
what they started.

We won't know that
until we get the DNA results back.

But we do know when it happened,

the first attack was between
nine and 11.

The second, two hours later,
between 11pm and 1am.

So you're saying we've got
two cases on our hands?

Mm.
Finding out who attacked him...

..then finding out who killed him.

So, we have two investigations,
two attacks.

The first involves
two or more people, who beat him up.

The second attack,
approximately two hours later...

I mean, most likely it was the same
people returning to finish the job.

Or it could have been anyone.

He was so severely weakened...

a child could have done it.

But make no mistake,
this was murder.

So, what do we know about
Connail Burns?

He was 38, born in Newcastle.

Been in care since the age of seven.

I called social services.

They said he was kicked out of
a succession of kids' homes.

He enlisted in the army
when he turned 17

and he left in 2016.

So a bit of a troublemaker?

Well, he had an expired ASBO
from 2018 on his record,

but that was it.
An ASBO. What was that for?

To keep his distance
from his wife, Kate Burns.

Apart from that, he's clean.

He's never even been charged
under the Vagrancy Act.

When did they get married?
Twenty years ago.

Bailey arrived, er,
four years later. She's 15.

So, why was he still married?

More to the point...

..why was she?

It's hard to believe he lived here.

When did he move out? 2018?

What a difference
four years can make, eh?

Kate Burns?
Yeah. Er, Kate?

Could we come inside, pet?

What's all this about?

I'm sorry, love.
It's about your husband, Connail.

He's dead, isn't he?
I'm afraid so.

I've been waiting for this
since we met,

that knock at the door.

Do you need me to identify him?
If that's something

you're comfortable doing.
I should, I'm his next of kin.

Well, we've got his sister down
as next of kin.

Teresa? Oh, she's useless.

No, course I'll do it.

How did he die?

He was fatally attacked.

What's happened to Dad?

Bailey...
What's happened to him?

Oh. Whoa.

OK.

I was surprised
you were still married.

I didn't exactly have an address
for the divorce papers.

I... I need some air.

Hey.

She needs you.

Poor Conn.

So, you knew him?

No. Erm...

I met Kate the year after he left.

Pretty much picked up the pieces.

Well, come on, love.
Help us out here.

OK. So, you know he was in the army?

Well, when he came out,
he got himself a job. And...

he lost it, so he lied about it...

..and he built up a mountain of debt
and lied about that.

I mean... he was punching holes
in every wall.

So he was violent?

He really blew up. I mean...

kicked the hell out of this place.

Bailey saw it
and she was terrified.

So he walked out.

He left her.
Any communication since?

No.

I would like to know!

I've told you
everything I can!

Look, I'm gonna have to go up.
Sorry.

Oh, right, love.
We'll let ourselves out.

And tell Kate we'll be in touch
about IDing the body.

Yeah.

OK.

Hey, sorry, love.
We're looking for Steve.

Yeah, he's, er...
he's fixing the lights outside.

Right. You one of the volunteers
here, are you?

Yeah.

He's, er, helping me
get into college. Gonna be a chef.

What's your name?
Tony.

Tony what?

Tony Castillo.

Who are you?
Like, Christians or something?

Er, no, this is DCI Stanhope
and I'm DS Healy,

Northumberland and City Police.

Er, do you know a fella
called Connail Burns?

Had a couple of tattoos on his neck.

No. Sorry. Don't know him.

Hey, you crack on.

Next stop, the Ritz.

Thanks, love.

Oof!

Jack of all trades.

You have to when it's only you.

Half our clients
didn't show up yesterday.

Oh? Why's that?

Because they knew
we'd had police in the building.

Well, I'm sorry, love.
Nothing we can do about that

cos this is now
a murder investigation.

Murder? I didn't realise.

How long's he been coming here?
Six months.

First for food,
then classes, then volunteering.

What was he like?

Good man to have around. Solid.

Well, had been.

He was an alcoholic
but he'd been sober for months.

"Had" been solid?

So, what happened?

He... kicked off
at the start of the week.

He was meant to talk

at the fundraiser on Saturday,
but pulled out.

Did he give a reason why?

Didn't say. It really cocked it up.

He was gonna speak,
talk about how we'd helped him.

Star guest.

Ah, your cousin said you didn't
make your fundraising target.

Barely even covered the costs.

So, why'd he kick off?

I dunno. He'd spent months
getting a flat with another client

and pulled of that, too, on Monday.

OK, right. Now, can you give us
the name of this other client?

Tony Castillo.

He's done a runner.

Now, why would he do
a daft thing like that?

You're police.

So did he have something
to do with Connail's death?

No! Tony hero-worshipped him.

So why didn't Conn
want to live with him?

You'll have to ask Tony.
Where's your cousin?

Where's Tony?

Tony?
He left a couple of minutes ago.

Oh.

Now, he told us
he didn't know Conn.

Well, that's rubbish.
They were due to move in together.

Yeah.
So, why did he pull out of that?

Don't know. Tony was gutted.

It's a two-bed flat.
It fell through without Conn.

Yeah, and when was this?
Monday.

Already had a bad start to the week.
Why's that?

Someone nicked a donation tin.

Happens a lot, does it, theft?

Not really. Too scared of Steve.

Wouldn't want to disappoint him.

Who else was Conn mates with?

He got on with Benny,
looked out for him.

Benny. Have you got a photo?

Doubt it. Erm...
might have one of his little mate.

What?

The fella with the dog.
Mm.

Now, why would he say
he didn't know Conn?

He's scared.

Most of their encounters
with the police

end up with them arrested.

They operate from a place of fear.

Can you get the footage
from when Conn was last here?

Who's he shouting at?
No idea. I was upstairs.

Where was Steve?

At the hotel for the fundraiser.

Is it possible Conn could have
stolen that donation tin?

He wasn't around
the weekend before last.

But it could have gone missing
on the Friday.

Maybe he did.

Right.

I want this Tony Castillo found,
top priority.

Kenny, run Tony through the system.
And while you're at it,

do a background check on that fella
who runs The Civvy Centre,

Steve Wilson. I mean, why did
Connail not go to that fundraiser?

He told Mandy the place
saved his life, so what changed?

And, Mark, do some checks
into his missus, Kate Burns.

There's something not right there.
Ma'am.

Yeah, I don't understand
why she didn't divorce him

if she's got an ASBO on him.
Yeah, exactly.

So, where are we on his timeline,
Jac?

He stayed in the city centre
until late afternoon,

when he disappeared for three hours.

There's a couple of things
I'd like to show you.

This was yesterday lunchtime.

Hm. Now, would you look at that?
He's chasing a mugger.

Good lad!

And this was some time later.
What's that, an estate agent's?

Yeah, Hawthorn and Son.

Now, what was he doing in there?

So I'm obviously gonna make sure
that next time,

I'm not gonna be
in that situation, am I?

Yeah, OK, whatever.
But it's not what I was saying.

Rae...

Whoa!

Huh! Unhappy customer?

Well, if you don't pay for your
flat, you can't live in it, can you?

How can I help you?

Er, DCI Stanhope, DS Healy.

Oh. Not looking for a three-bed

with a river view, then?

Now, we're wondering
if anyone knew this fella, love.

Believe he came in here about 5pm,
day before yesterday.

Yeah, he, er...

he wanted me to give him some money
to not sit outside.

Extortion. Why?

Well, cos he's been murdered, love.

Found yesterday morning.

So, did you see him again
after he came in here?

No. That was the only time
that I saw him.

Oh, the only time?
Yeah.

Apart from him sitting in
your doorway, you mean?

Well, er...

Sorry, didn't catch your name.

Oh, it's Alexander Hawthorn.
This is my dad's agency.

Ah, course it is.

Well, if you think of anything,
love...

Will do.

Don't believe a word he said.

I'm going with Kate Burns
to ID her husband's body,

so I'll be quick.

I want to know everything about
this fella, Alexander Hawthorn.

If he blows his nose, I want
the tissue, and I'm not joking.

Backtrack his movements on CCTV.

Let's see if he crossed paths
with Connail Burns.

And where are we with The
Civvy Centre fella, Steve Wilson?

He left the forces in 2012,
decorated multiple times.

Ended up no fixed abode, 2013.

But according to this,

he turned his life round
and opened up The Civvy Centre.

And it's all above board? Legit?

Far as I know.
Where'd he get the money?

He set it up with an inheritance
from his grandmother.

Got charitable status last year.

And what's his reputation like?

Local agencies were impressed.
Said he's a one-man machine.

Looks like the only help he's got
is his cousin.

I followed up on what Conn's wife's
partner said to you.

He went to work at a local
fulfilment centre but got sacked.

What? More troublemaking?

Well, the manager said he was sacked
for being drunk at work.

Well, we've all been there.
Haven't we, Kenny?

I looked into his finances.

He ran up £18,000 of debt,
plus interest.

Did he?
Kate took it on.

Now, why would she do that
and then land him with an ASBO?

Well, backs up what the partner
said.

And how are we doing
with the elusive Tony and Benny?

Any sightings?
Nah, they're both lying low.

All right, well, crack on.
Impress me, eh?

Ready?

That's Connail Burns.

No, not just yet, please.

Are you OK, pet?

I thought I wouldn't recognise him,
but...

..he looks the same.

I loved you.

Conn had been in the army
two years when we met.

He was handsome. Sexy.
Always did the right thing.

And what was he like
when he left the army?

He couldn't cope.

He wouldn't talk about it.
Just drank.

Said that's what he'd been
told to do if he felt too much.

Drink.

And he ran up some debts,
is that right?

That's what we argued about
the night he left.

He didn't want me to know
he'd lost his job.

Cos he was ashamed.

He saw how scared we were
and walked out.

Ah, well, that can't have been easy.

I couldn't do it without Liv.

She and Bailey seem close.

Yeah.

I think Bailey likes her more
than she likes me.

Well, I can't believe that.

I should just be grateful...

..Liv signed up
to the whole package.

So, where were you
on Saturday night?

Home. Waiting to pick Bailey up.

She called about midnight.

And what about your partner?

We ask everyone, love.

She was at work, in Sunderland.
What does she do?

Head of security for a local firm.
Night work.

And where are you?
Dayton Hospice. Care assistant.

Well, that must be rewarding.

Excuse me, love.

Yep?

And where is he?

Hello, Tony.

What are you doing?

Oh, a bit of a disappearing act
you played on us earlier.

You said you didn't know Conn.

I meant he wasn't my mate.

Yeah? Well, Steve Wilson told us

you and Conn
were getting a flat together.

So you must've been close once.

I thought we were, yeah.
So, why'd he pull out, hmm?

Don't know. He was on one.

He went away the weekend before last
and come back different.

What d'you mean, "different"?

He was normally
all over Steve like a rash,

but he was angry at him.

Said you couldn't trust
anyone in the army.

They nearly had a fight.
When was this?

Last Monday.

What do you think of Steve?

I wouldn't wanna argue with him.
Took some balls to do what Conn did.

He wasn't... He wasn't scared...

You all right, mate?
Sorry, I-I need the bogs.

Yeah, you go.
We'll wait here for you.

Don't you... Go with him!
What? He's gonna be sick on me!

Well, he's gonna leg it again!
He's left his stuff here.

Excuse me,
they belong to somebody else.

Donations.
Oh. Where are the toilets?

Up there.
- Brilliant Tony!

Well, shall I get Steve Wilson in?
Oh, what do you think?

Yes, Ma'am.

I've dug deeper
into The Civvy Centre accounts.

They've got cashflow problems.

The whole place could close
in two months.

So it's on shaky ground?

I'm surprised
it hasn't fallen over already.

Thanks, Jac.

Do I need a solicitor with me?
We haven't charged you.

Yeah. Should we?

Oh, we found Tony.

Now, he told us you and Conn
nearly had a fight last week.

That was Conn kicking off, not me.
I just wanted him to calm down.

Why?

Ah, c'mon, Steve. Throw us a bone.

I don't know. He was paranoid.

He said he didn't trust
anyone in the army.

He pulled out of the flat.
He pulled out of the fundraiser.

He was on self-destruct.

I think he was scared
about being normal again.

Wasn't that what he wanted?
I'm not saying it makes any sense.

I've seen it a few times. I did it.

I just didn't think
Conn would do it.

I hear you've only got funding
for another couple of months?

What's that got to do with anything?

I met some entrepreneurs
who wanna invest. Tax reasons.

We'll be fine.

Why'd you do it, Steve?
Run that Civvy Centre?

It's exhausting,
takes up all your time,

your clients kicking off.

Because I know what it's like.

When I left the forces,
I started drinking.

I had no-one to tell me to stop.

If me nana hadn't dragged me
off the streets, I'd be dead.

I wanna be that person
for other people.

I thought that's what he wanted,
too.

He said he wanted to help
at the centre. Share the load.

Do you think he'd ever
extort money out of anyone?

No way. No... Who said that?

Ah. Someone said he wanted paying
not to sleep in their doorway.

Conn wouldn't do that.
He didn't sleep in town, anyway.

Didn't he? Where'd he sleep?

I don't know,
but he didn't sleep in hostels.

He didn't like the aggro.

Right, you can go.

Interview terminated 17:02.

Mark, can you check
Steve Wilson's alibi?

That fundraiser he was holding?

Ma'am.
Aiden.

Both he and Tony mentioned
Conn kicking off about the army.

Have we got an army contact?

Yeah, I've got one.
I'll see if they can help.

Ma'am. Benny's been spotted.

Where?

Benny?

Just want a chat, love.

Benny?

Benny?

Oh, hello, pet.

Thought you might be hungry.
Brought you a snack.

Cup of tea?

What's your dog's name?
Gary.

Would Gary like a treat?

He is a bit hungry, aye.

There's a good boy.

Here. Here.

We're here about Connail Burns,
but you've already guessed that.

Now, why didn't you tell us
you knew him?

Would've saved us a lot of time.

How long you been on the streets?
Sixteen year.

Do you know how Conn died?

Yeah.

Two blokes beat him up.

How d'you know that?

That place where he was attacked.

Was that a regular haunt of his?

Me and Conn used to go there
when we needed a bit of shuteye.

So that's what you were doing,

going for a bit of shuteye,
when you saw something?

And that's why you're hiding here.

We can protect you, Benny.

Stop them from doing it again
to someone else.

I didn't see anything!

Well, if you change your mind...

Oh, just one question
and we'll leave you in peace.

Conn went away somewhere
weekend before last.

Do you know where he went?
Ask Rae. She'll know.

Rae?
Some young thing.

Spiky on the outside,
soft in the middle.

Conn used to look out for her.

Here, d'you know
where we can find her?

If I give you her address,
you'd better not tell her it was me.

My mate says that Conn's
ex-staff sergeant

is recruiting at the university.

Great, let's doorstep him.

Hi, we're looking for
Warrant Officer Sharpe?

How can I help you?

He was on the streets?

Conn was one of the best soldiers
I've served with.

I can't believe it.

When did you serve together?

His first two tours of Afghanistan.

2003 to 2010.

I was staff sergeant,
and he was lance corporal.

So you knew him well?

He was a diamond. Solid.
Totally trustworthy.

You knew he'd always have your back.

And he loved it.
He loved being a soldier.

So it was important to him?

I always thought
he'd become a sergeant.

He had great potential.
So, what changed?

Once I left, I lost contact.

But we saw horrific things
out there.

Just before I left,
we had an incident...

What?

A bus full of Afghans,
civilian staff and their kids,

heading into base.

Only they had a suicide bomber
on board.

They blew it up just before
it got inside the gates.

I worked with Conn's section
to evacuate everyone.

We had to deal with what was...
left behind.

It was the worst day of my life.

It affected all of us,
especially Conn.

He had to pick up the pieces
of this girl,

same age as his daughter.

Tell me about the others
in his section.

Called themselves "the ten".

Very tight. Proper band of brothers.
Have you talked to them?

No, we haven't got their details.

We're getting push back
from the regiment.

They're not being helpful.

Should go in person.
Bit harder to ignore.

Yeah?

Conn was very close to Sam Gastrell.

Had similar backgrounds.

Sorry,
our next talk is due to start.

Ah, right. Well, thanks.
Thanks for your help.

Ma'am, CCTV on the night Conn died
shows a man following him.

It's Alexander Hawthorn,
the estate agent. And?

He was joined by another bloke,

and they tailed him
around the city centre.

Right.

Hey, hey, hey! Alexander Hawthorn,
what have you got?

Erm, he was reported for harassment
a couple of months ago, Ma'am.

But the claimant
dropped the accusation.

So we've got no prints or DNA?
No, Ma'am. Great.

Yeah, I've been through
his social media, Ma'am.

He was out Saturday night
with a mate.

Now, he posted these
around seven thirty...

and then these ones were later,
around 2am.

Who's that fella with him?

Shaun Kerny, works for him
at the estate agent's.

Bit of a tough nut by all accounts,
but nothing on file.

Now, why would they both
have changed their shirts

at that time of night?

Alexander Hawthorn,
I'm arresting you on suspicion

of the murder of Connail Burns...
Shaun Kerny, I'm arresting you...

I told you, he wanted money.

And I don't believe you, love.
Try again.

How did you know Connail Burns?

I don't know what type of people
you think I associate with

but they're not off the streets.
Oh, so, why were you following him?

Well, that's just a coincidence.

Well, it's a bit of a stretch
to call it a coincidence, love,

when you and your mate are still
following him 30 minutes later.

Where were you on Saturday,
between 11pm and 1am?

I went back to my flat,
to freshen up.

And why was that? Er,
someone spilt beer on my t-shirt.

Mm, they spill it
on your mate's t-shirt, too?

Can anyone verify
you went back to your flat,

besides your mate,
who we've arrested?

Well, the concierge
on the front desk of my building.

What you thinking?

What's the connection between
that poncy estate agent

and Connail Burns?

They're from different worlds.

But I'd lay money it was him
and his mate who beat him up.

And went back a second time
to make sure.

Why? Mark's still checking
Hawthorn's alibi.

Kenny said there was an accusation
against him dropped. When was that?

Well, I'll be blowed.

Look who it was accused him
of harassment.

Rae Jenson? Could that be
the same Rae that Benny mentioned?

I don't know. But it's witnessed
by "Connell" Burns.

His name's spelt wrong.
Well, who cares!

There's our connection. Come on.

Good work, Kenny!

How much would one of these
set you back a month?

At least a couple of grand.
How can the lass afford that?

Thanks for letting us up, love.

We're here about your mate,
Connail Burns.

I don't know where he is, sorry.
Why are you asking?

Well, that's not a conversation
to have like this, love.

Can we come inside?

Ah, now, we're sorry to be
the bearers of bad news, love.

What, about Conn?
Mm.

I'm afraid he was found dead.

He'd been fatally attacked,

and we're trying to find out
who is responsible.

I'm sorry.

Can you think of anyone
who'd want to hurt Conn?

No.

When did you last see him?

Saturday. Around four.

I wouldn't let him in.
And did he give you the black eye?

What, Conn? No!

But he'd have seen it.
Did he ask you who did that?

I walked into a door.

Or was it the fella you reported
once before who did it?

We saw you with him yesterday
in the estate agent's.

Why were you arguing?

He's my landlord.
He says my lease has expired.

And what's your relationship
with him?

My landlord.
Mm.

Did he know Conn?

No, of course not. No.

Mark, I need you to persuade Benny

to come in and identify Hawthorn
and his mate.

Take Kenny with you.
But tell him to be gentle. Ma'am.

Oh, just stroll in, why don't you?
So, you don't want your DNA results?

Thought I'd deliver them personally.
Oh, and...?

There are two clear DNA profiles

that correspond
to where he was attacked,

which match your suspects.
Great!

But, and that's why I'm here,

there's a third DNA profile
unidentified.

And it's the only DNA
apart from the victim's

on the murder weapon.
His scarf?

This third person
is not on our system.

I want to be clear, if you try
to prosecute either of the two men

you are currently holding
for murder,

I won't back you in court.

What I mean to say is,
you can't say it's job done.

Well, why would I? Cos you've just
told us there's a third person.

I'm not a corner cutter.
Good, cos neither am I.

Good.
Great.

This was a brutal attack...

and yours and your mate's DNA
are all over the deceased.

Anything to say?

Well, let me put it this way...

Did you force a bottle
into his mouth so hard,

you broke a tooth?
No comment.

Why were you following him?
No comment.

Ah, come on, love.
We know you beat him up.

I just want to know why.

OK, let me tell you what I think.

I think Conn found out you'd given
your girlfriend a shiner

and he came in to tell you
to leave her alone.

That's not my girlfriend.
Or was.

Put her up in one of your flats.
Rae didn't tell you that.

So Conn comes in
to warn you off Rae,

and you call in some muscle.

Listen, sunshine, we've got your DNA
all over a murder victim!

Oof, the jury'll love that.

What, a murder case,
all that evidence?

Only take them an hour!
Look, I didn't kill him.

He was alive when we left him.

Oh, so you just beat him
unconscious, did you?

I need to hear you say it.

Yes.

Hawthorn's admitted to assault.
His mate's admitted it, too.

Oh, hello, Gary! Good boy.
Ma'am. Benny ID'd both of 'em.

He said they left the scene
at ten thirty.

Alibis? They entered Hawthorn's flat
at ten forty-five

and went back out clubbing
at ten to one.

They could still have done it.

It'd be tight
but a jury could buy it.

Do you know, I hate to say it,

but I don't think it was them
who suffocated him.

You heard what Paula said,
their DNA is all over the body,

but NOT on that scarf.

So we've solved who it was
beat him up...

..but we haven't got a clue
who finished him off.

Look, we've had two people now

who said he turned
against the army, right?

Now, how are we doing
with his section's contact details?

It's like getting blood
out of a stone.

Quoting the Official Secrets Act.

D'you know, well...

Do what that warrant officer
suggested.

Get over to the regiment in person.

Make some noise.
Get him to go with you.

And don't come back
without those addresses.

Why don't you come with me?

Because I'm going to find out
where he went last weekend.

Is that all right with you?
Ma'am.

Yeah, I know you and Conn
were close.

How did you meet?

I stayed in a women's hostel
when I first came here.

Only one of the women there
said that I was a threat.

Erm... "not a real woman".

I had to go to a men's hostel.

And things got a bit ugly.

Conn stepped in.

Well, you shouldn't
have been there, love.

A men's hostel's
no place for a lass.

Conn was like a dad to me.

You're just about the same age
as Conn's daughter.

It broke his heart
he couldn't see her.

I was a stand-in.

He was such a good man.

Now you listen to me.

You think you're in love
with this fella, this Alexander?

I am.
He loves me, too, in his way.

No, he doesn't.

I've heard him talk.

Yeah, well, he's just scared what
his friends would think, I get it.

He's admitted he beat up Conn.

He smashed his teeth in,
he broke his knee,

and he punched him black and blue.

Now then.

Benny, fella with the dog,

he told me you might know where
Conn went the weekend before last?

He, erm, he had to go away,

and he came here
to get washed and changed.

And he wore this posh suit
from a charity shop.

Where did he have to go?

The funeral of an army mate.

There's only seven of them left.
He said they were like family.

I think his name was... Jack?

Afternoon.
Thanks for meeting at short notice.

You're welcome. Let's go.

Are you with them yet?

We're just waiting for Lieutenant
Colonel Hillier to arrive.

He went to the funeral
of one of his section

the weekend before he died.

Find out who it was.

'Jack somebody.'
Will do.

You do realise we're getting ready
to leave on manoeuvres?

You do realise
this is a murder investigation?

Gentlemen, let's not waste time.

So, Lance Corporal Connail Burns.

He left in 2016,

following an accident
with his firearm.

And that's the left shoulder injury?
Correct.

Do you have the details
for Private Sam Gastrell, Ma'am?

They were close.

Private Gastrell killed himself
shortly before the unit came home.

Sam did? Why?

He stole a pair of sunglasses
from one of our dead soldiers.

He was facing
disciplinary procedure,

a possible sentence.

He killed himself over sunglasses?

If you can't trust a fellow soldier
with your belongings,

how can you trust them
to have your back?

With all due respect, Ma'am,

that doesn't sound
like something Sam would do.

It was witnessed
by Corporal Dominic Charlton,

Private Jack Swanson
and Lance Corporal Connail Burns.

Private Gastrell
had claimed he was innocent,

been restricted to barracks
whilst his section were on patrol.

Then he killed himself.
That's horrific.

Petty theft
may sound trivial to you,

but loyalty is everything to us.

Now, I understand
that Lance Corporal Burns

didn't have an exit interview?

So no PTSD counselling?
After everything he'd been through?

He didn't request one.
Doesn't affect everyone.

It affects them and everyone
they come into contact with.

It's why he was living rough
after three tours of Afghanistan.

It's why he left his family.
We know it's an issue,

but we can't make people
go to counselling.

He wasn't even offered it.

I'll take his section's details.

I think we're done here.

Warrant Officer Sharpe,
if you would wait.

Aiden, the lass just told me
where Conn lived.

'And I've found the Jack
whose funeral Conn went to.'

Great. Now meet me on the south side
of Laskey Bridge.

I'll be there
as soon as I can, Ma'am.

Get in trouble?
I'm a subordinate, and so are you.

Well, I'm not in the army,
and she needed to hear it.

She did.
The contact details she gave us

are five years out of date
for a start.

Let me get the information
for Dom Charlton and Jack Swanson.

OK.

Thank you.
You're welcome.

What the hell?!

Are you OK?
Never mind me, get after him!

Tony!

Tony!

Gotcha.

Well, go on.
Let's see what he was after.

Ah, look.

All he wanted was home and family.

What's in that bag?

What's that rattle?

Oh.
So that's what Tony was after.

Unless he was hiding it.

This went missing
from The Civvy Centre.

We found it in Conn's belongings.

He must have stolen it, then.

Look, we're not daft, pet.
Your prints are all over it.

We know it was you who stole it.

I couldn't open it.

I asked him to help,
but it backfired.

And that's why he changed his mind
about living with you, isn't it?

Must've upset you when he said that.

He knew I needed it.

He knew that
if I could get the flat,

I could go college,
train to be a chef,

and see my son again.
That's all I wanted.

But he took it all away for this?

And what did Conn want?

Wanted to see his kid again, too.
They weren't in touch.

No, but he wrote to Bailey's mum,
didn't he?

His sister sent it for him.

Did he?
Look...

I had nothing to do with
what happened to Conn.

He was a good bloke, he was my mate.

I want you to get whoever it was
just as much as you do.

So, who do you think it was?

He fell out with Steve
at The Civvy Centre before me.

Mark, I need you to check
Tony Castillo's alibi.

He says he was
at the Banner Avenue Hostel

on Saturday night.
Ma'am.

And double check
Steve Wilson's alibi,

cos Tony's just told us
Conn had a pop at Steve last week,

something he failed to mention.

So, any news on Dominic Charlton
or Jack Swanson's widow?

Nothing. I've left voicemails
on all the numbers they gave us.

It really threw Dylan,
the fact that Sam had been stealing.

Well, I was gonna do a catch-up,
but it's got a bit...

Sorry. Can I help you, love?

Erm...

Er, Ma'am.
He's been waiting for you.

This is PC Billington
from reception.

Stand up in the presence
of a senior officer.

Now tell the DCI
just what you told me.

Erm...

I saw the flyer
for the man who died.

The homeless man.

And?

Erm...

He came into reception
Saturday evening.

He wanted to make a statement.
Well, what did he say?

He said...
someone had stolen something.

Stolen what?
I dunno.

Did he mention any names? Tony?

He wasn't making any sense.
He said it was a while ago.

And he was agitated,
and there was a queue, so...

So you what?

I said he was wasting my time,
and then he left.

You said what?

Well, let me tell you
what happened to him.

He was murdered a couple of hours
after that, love.

And we've no idea if that's why
he came in here or not.

I'm so sorry.
Now go back to your desk.

Yes, Ma'am.

Well, you lot better go home.
Fresh eyes tomorrow.

Now, about Kate.

Did you forward on a letter to her?

From Conn?

He didn't think he was allowed
to write to her.

I sent it just before Christmas,
but she never replied.

Well, you can hardly blame her,
love.

He left her in loads of debt.

And he was putting that right.
That's what the letter was about.

He was giving her the payout.

What payout?

For his accident in the army.

When his gun went off
and he got shot.

He had the money sent to Kate.

That's why he wrote to her.

He was hoping that,
with that and the flat,

she'd agree to him
seeing Bailey again.

Are you sure about this?

Of course.

He got £25,000 from the army.

And she didn't reply to the letter?

Morning, Aiden.
Sorry to wake you up.

'Morning, Ma'am.'
Listen, I'm on my way in.

I need you to get hold of
that warrant officer, Dylan, is it?

Apparently, Connail Burns
got a payout from the army

for that gun accident,

and I need you to get him
to chase it up, hmm? Look into it.

Yeah, well,
Lieutenant Colonel Hillier

never mentioned that
when we saw her.

'Well, maybe she didn't know.'

Or maybe that's why
she was being obstructive.

Anyway, get onto it.

Before you ask,
I'm still on it, Ma'am.

Oh, Kenny, what are those?

Er, these are bacon rolls, Ma'am.

Oh, the answer to my prayers.
Er...

Oh, thanks, love.

Now, Mark, did you check out
Tony Castillo's alibi?

Yeah. He entered the hostel at
10.15pm and didn't leave until 8am.

And what about Steve Wilson?

He was at the fundraiser all night.

Er, he left the venue at 1am,
Ma'am.

Ma'am, I checked up
on Kate Burns' finances.

She was made redundant
two months ago.

Was she?
Well, that's not what she told me.

The amount of debt she's got,
she's gonna be in trouble

if she doesn't
find another job soon.

Hmm...

As an ex-soldier's wife,
would she get anything when he dies?

Er, theoretically, she's entitled
to part of his pension,

unless she remarries.

Right.

Aiden, get your coat.

Oh, thanks, love.

Spoke to Teresa last night.

Conn's sister?

And she told us he received
a payout for that accident he had,

the gun injury,
and the money was paid to you.

Well, I haven't had a penny
since he left.

Check my bank records.

And she also told us she forwarded
on a letter to you from him.

When? I've never had a letter.
I swear on Bailey's life.

We know that you've lied to us once.
When?

You said that you worked
at Dayton Hospice.

That's not true, is it?
You've been made redundant.

Well, I...

I haven't told Liv yet.
I'm hoping to get another job.

Why didn't you get a divorce?

What's that got to do with anything?

For his pension.

He said to stay married
so I could get it.

He wrote a will
before going to Afghanistan.

Oh, so you'll be getting that now,
of course?

Along with his accident payout.

I didn't get anything. I told you!

Conn broke my heart,
and you're talking about money?

Do you think I'd kill him for that?

Mark, I need you to run
a check on Conn Burns' wife.

Phone, ANPR on her car.

And check out the girlfriend, too.

Ma'am.

Now where are we
with this army payout?

I followed it up.

Conn went through
a no-win-no-fee type company.

I got in contact with them,
and they confirmed it.

The army paid out £25,000
last month.

Well, put in an urgent request
for paperwork.

Will do.
We need to find that money.

Boss. I've got the address
for Jack Swanson's widow,

Lindsay Swanson.

Sounds like they were
a very tight unit,

so Jack Swanson dying of cancer
must have really affected Conn.

And as for Afghanistan,

well, Sam Gastrell's suicide
must have affected them all.

'Did you talk to Conn
at the funeral?'

I was too numb. Still am.

He spent all his time with Dom.

Dom?
Dominic Charlton. Corporal.

They were having a good time,
and then...

they started arguing. Conn left.
Dom said he was drunk.

No, Conn was dry.

Now, we know that something
at the funeral badly affected Conn.

Came back a different man.

Now, have you got any idea at all

what that argument with Dom
was about?

I think it was the same thing

that went on with my husband
and Dom.

There was a section member
who killed himself in Afghanistan.

Private Sam Gastrell,
stole some sunglasses.

Jack didn't think Sam stole them.

He never saw it. Neither did Conn.

Well, if he didn't see him
steal them, why did he say he did?

Because Dom told them to.

He said he'd seen it.

But here's the thing,
on his social media...

..Dom was wearing
the exact same sunglasses

Sam allegedly stole.

It brought it all back for Jack.

He... He never felt right
about pointing the finger at Sam.

Sam was the youngest in the squad.

Grew up in care like Conn.

He looked up to them all.

Poor Sam was devastated
people thought he'd done it.

And that's why he killed himself?

After Jack saw that photo,
he said it made sense.

Of course it was Dom who stole them,
not Sam.

Sam would never steal
off a dead soldier.

So, this Dominic
steals the sunglasses,

blames it on Sam Gastrell
and convinces Jack and Conn

that this is the truth.

What a piece of work.

Conn?
Mm.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Did you see him often?

Now and then.
I didn't always talk to him.

When I heard about Jack,
I knew he'd wanna be there.

Must be strange.

I mean, him being on the streets
and you being up here.

Well, that's life, isn't it?
You didn't try and help him?

You can't help anyone who won't
help themselves. Number one rule.

Oh, ain't that the truth?

Now, Lindsay says that you and Conn
were arguing at the funeral.

What about?

He was just upset about Jack.
Felt sorry for Lindsay.

Ah.

And someone mentioned Sam Gastrell.

Does that name ring any bells?

Yeah.

Conn was upset about him.
We all were, of course.

Killed himself.

After being accused
of stealing some sunglasses?

Hm. Terrible business.

Well, course, it was you
who caught him in the act.

Between us, it was Jack Swanson
who caught him,

but he was just a private,
so he asked me to report it.

Did Conn know that?

Yeah.

Yeah, that's...
that's why he was upset.

I let slip I thought it was Jack
who'd actually stolen them.

So Sam was innocent?

Well, that wouldn't have
sat well with Conn.

He was appalled.

He'd backed a lie.

As had you.

Did you tell Lindsay this
at the funeral?

Jack's dead. It was years ago.

Why take away
from what he's achieved?

They didn't have each other's backs,
they were stabbing them!

What did you do with them?
I booked them.

PC Billington.
Ma'am.

Now, that theft Connail Burns
wanted to report...

..did he mention a Dominic?

Yes. That was it. Dominic.

I knew it.

Bring him in.

Well done, pet.

Ma'am, Dominic's ready for you.

Right. Now, Mark,
did you do some digging?

Yeah, according to ANPR,

Dominic left Newcastle
soon after Conn's time of death.

Right, and what did that
warrant officer say about him?

At the time of the theft,
he was on thin ice.

If he'd been caught,
he could've done time in Colchester.

Well, he wouldn't want
that coming out, would he?

Cost him his fancy job.

But that's a strong motivation
to shut him up.

Now, Kenny,
anything on that army payout?

It was paid into a bank account
recently set up in Conn's name.

We're still waiting
on the third party address.

But there was a withdrawal from
the account on the evening he died.

Was there?
Yes, there was £200 taken.

Well, chase that up, Kenny.

And see if there was
a camera in that machine.

Yes, Ma'am.

Right, let's go and make him sweat.

We've got your car on ANPR.

So we know that you were
in Newcastle when Conn was murdered.

Why on Earth would I kill him?

Well, to protect yourself.

To stop it coming out
that you'd lied to the army.

Sorry, I don't know
what you're talking about.

You signed an official document

stating that you saw
Private Sam Gastrell

steal those sunglasses, correct?

Yes, but I explained
it was really Jack who stole them.

Yeah, well, newsflash, love.
That's still lying.

So, you're saying that
a private persuaded a corporal

and a lance corporal to lie for him?

Now, I find that hard to believe.
You were their superior.

So if you told them it was Sam,
why would they question that?

But you slipped up recently,

bragging about your swanky holiday
in Dubai.

Posting your photos
all over your socials.

Cos it didn't go unnoticed...

that you were wearing
those same sunglasses.

Cos it was you who stole them,
wasn't it? Not Sam.

And I think that's what Conn
got wind of at that funeral.

Show him your holiday snaps,
did you? No wonder he lost it.

I didn't kill him.

If I'd wanted to do that,

I would've given him
two bottles of whisky.

How can you sleep at night?

Cos you think you're in the clear,
don't you?

Hmm? Sam gone because of you.
Jack gone.

And now Connail Burns.

Some people float, some sink.

I have an alibi for Saturday night.

I was doing close protection.

Who for?
Our local MP.

Ask her.

OK, thank you.

Alibi's rock solid, Ma'am.

They were together from 6.30pm
till 2am Sunday morning.

We're getting nowhere fast here.

Ma'am, I double checked.

Steve was at the fundraiser,
but it wasn't far.

He could've gone out, killed Conn
and been back in minutes.

Ma'am,
Mandy's sent the CCTV through.

At last!

There...

Jac, can you zoom in on that bit.
Yeah.

Look, there's Gary. Benny's dog.

Benny was there.

There you are. What a good boy.
What a good boy.

Hello, love.

I'm not in trouble, am I?
No, pet, no, you're not.

Now, I just want
to show you something.

Now, this is a still from the CCTV
at The Civvy Centre.

Now, here's Conn.
Right.

And look here.
There's a reflection of Gary.

So you must've been there,
at the same time.

Now, who was Conn shouting at?

Well, me. He was shouting at me.

He wanted someone to hear,
but I thought he was just rambling.

What was he saying?

Well...
He said they were stealing from him,

but, I mean,
what did he have to steal?

Ma'am, the address has come
through for Conn's new bank account.

It's The Civvy Centre.
Kenny...

..is The Civvy Centre account
at the same bank as Conn's?

Aye, it is. It turns out cash
has been going out of it for weeks.

Well, it's unlikely to be Conn,
he's been on the streets.

So who was it drawing money from it
on the night he died?

Ma'am, that's who.

We're in the middle of a meeting.
We're not here for you, pet.

Amanda Wilson,
I'm arresting you on suspicion

of defrauding Connail Burns.

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

It's no use denying it, pet.

You took £200 from his account
on the day he died.

You helped him fill out the
compensation forms for his accident.

You set up his new bank account
with him.

You wanted to control his money,

and you've been helping yourself
ever since.

And that fundraiser
wasn't far from where he died,

and you left early.

You think I killed him? Please!

Now, we know he was weak.
It wouldn't have taken much.

He'd found out that money
hadn't gone to his wife.

He realised it had been stolen,

and we've got a witness
who can testify

that's why he was upset
on the Saturday.

"They stole from me."
That's what he's saying.

So, what were you spending it on?

Whatever I wanted.

Do you know where
my nana's money went?

To Steve. To The Civvy Centre.

Every penny.

Why would I kill him?
He's worth more to me alive.

She's a thief,
but she's not a killer.

Someone closer to Conn
is responsible for his death.

Now, I need you all to bear with me
on this.

Connail Burns found out his wife
hadn't got that money.

How? How'd he find out?

Now, apart from when
he lost his job cos he was drunk,

he's always tried to do the right
thing. Tell the truth, right?

We've already seen him
chasing a mugger.

It's been cause and effect.

He found out Tony had stolen.
He didn't want to live with him.

He found out this fella
had given his girlfriend a shiner,

and he confronted him.

And at that funeral,
he found out Dominic had lied

about Sam stealing those sunglasses,

and he came here
to try and report him.

So, let's look at the family.

Now, we've discounted
Kate and Bailey,

and Liv says she was working.

Ma'am? I double checked Liv's alibi.

Now, the place she gave for hers
was closed. The club was flooded.

Also, I don't know if it's relevant,

but one of the clubs she
looked after was the Chez Lounge.

Ah, now,
this is too much of a coincidence.

Mark, I need you
to get over to that club,

talk to the bouncer
who gave us Conn's name.

But keep it low-key, mm?

Now, I want everything there
is to know about Liv Masters.

Yes!

Liv's ANPR's in.

She was in Newcastle.

Parked round the corner
from Chez Lounge at half eleven.

There. About 300m away
from the crime scene.

Now, could she have got from there
without being seen?

Yeah, if she knows
where the cameras are.

Well, course she does,
she's in security.

Liv's clean.
She's not in the system.

Not even a parking ticket.

Ma'am, I spoke to Finlay,
the helpful bouncer.

He didn't see her.

She'd told him she'd gone
to the club in Sunderland.

He didn't know about the flood.

He said she was at Chez Lounge
the night before.

She was there on Friday night?

Well, that's when Conn
would've spoken to her,

found out his missus
hadn't got that payout.

Anything on camera?

No, CCTV at the club's
worse than useless.

Finlay said it's faulty.

Run this Finlay through the system,
Mark.

Shall I bring her in, Ma'am?

Er... No, no.
I reckon she can be tricky.

We need to be clever.

Ma'am.
Finlay's got previous for dealing.

I knew it!
Right, this is gonna be a late one.

Come on, we're going clubbing.

Hello again, Finlay.

What is it? We open in an hour.

Ah, well, it's about the night
that fella died. Conn.

Just got a few questions.

Oh, aye?

Sure.
Ah, well, before I ask you,

would you mind emptying
your pockets?

You missed one, pet, on the inside.

Your boss all right
with you dealing?

Now, I'm not interested
in that, love.

What I am interested in
is your boss, Liv Masters.

Look, I already told your officer,
she wasn't in that night.

She was in Sunderland.

Oh, I'm sorry.
I meant the night before,

when she was here.

Aye? And?

Did she leave the club that night?

Look, I wouldn't be asking
these questions,

except your CCTV doesn't work
because of that...

Look, Liv met some girl.
Got off with her outside. That's it.

Did you have eyes on her
the whole time?

No. I mean, that's Liv's business.

What, so, are we done?
Ah. You must be joking, pet. Bag it.

All good?
- Great, thanks.

There you go, Liv.
Thanks, babe.

Good to see you
taking the initiative, Finlay.

I'm feeling very refreshed
this morning.

So I'm going to give you a chance,
Olivia,

to tell us your side of the story.

I haven't done anything.

Oh, well, let's put it another way.

Do you admit to the murder
of Connail Burns?

No, absolutely not.

Only you told my officer

that you were working in a club
in Sunderland on Saturday night,

only that club was shut,
it was flooded.

Yeah. And I was there with a mop.
That's not what the manager said.

No. He told us you asked him to lie.

And did you intercept a letter
to Kate sent by Conn's sister?

The nun? Don't think so.

She sent it just before Christmas.

Kate told us that she and Bailey
went away just before Christmas,

and you stayed behind to work.

Look, I did that for Kate, OK?

Conn's sister had been in touch
before, wanted Kate to forgive Conn.

It upset her for weeks.

Why was she upset?

Because she felt guilty.
Or maybe she still loved him.

He was useless.

He was weak.

Left her in debt and then ran off
when things got tough.

Did you give her the letter?

Course I didn't give her the letter.
It was a fairy tale.

Said he was gonna give Kate
thousands of pounds

and be her knight in shining armour.

He was messing her around.

Look, you were seen talking to Conn
the night before he was murdered,

and did you tell him to his face
on Friday night

that you thought
it was all a fairy tale?

Cos it wasn't.
He got that payout.

£25,000.

And that conversation with you

was the first he'd heard
that she didn't receive it.

So, what? You think I took it?
Oh, no, no, love, I don't.

No, he knew that was someone else
taking advantage.

But when precisely
did you tell him, hmm?

Was it before or after
he caught you kissing someone else?

Your bouncer with initiative
has told us everything.

Sang like a canary.

How long's this been going on?

It was one night.

Look, I love Kate and Bailey.

They're everything to me.
They're my family.

And they were his too, love!

For the benefit of the tape,

DCI Stanhope is receiving
a telephone call.

Thanks, Jac.

Oh, the wonders of science!

You can hide from cameras, love,
but you can't hide from DNA,

and your DNA was all over the scarf

that suffocated Connail Burns.

You must have thought all
your Christmases had come at once

when you found him lying there.

I thought he was dead...

..and I felt relieved
that it was finally over,

and he wasn't gonna be around
any more.

No-one really cared about him...

..and Kate and Bailey would be
so much better off without him.

They needed a fresh start.

And then he opened his eyes...

..and I needed
to feel relieved again.

So you killed him?

Took less than a minute.

Can you speak up, love,
for the benefit of the tape.

I said it took less than a minute.

You know, I was quite surprised,
actually.

I thought he'd put up a bit more
of a fight,

you know, being a soldier and all...

I guess he was just glad
it was over.

Oh!

You think he was grateful to you
for killing him?

That man had nothing left
to live for.

He had everything to live for,

and you were just jealous.

A chaotic and drunk Conn?
Oh, he was no threat to you, was he?

But a Conn who'd turned
his life around?

Oh, now, that's a different matter.

No wonder you tore up that letter.

You wouldn't have stood a chance.

Interview terminated, 19:06.

Thanks.

How you doing, Steve?

I'm... I'm so sorry. I had no idea.

It wasn't your fault.
You do great work here.

And we know what your cousin did
had nothing to do with you.

So we've, erm...

..had a bit of a whip-round.

There's nearly 500 quid in there.

Don't give up, pet.

Thanks.

You all right, pet?

Is that Bailey?

Aye, and that's her mam
sitting with her.

Why don't you tell Bailey
you knew her dad?

Bailey? Hi.

I'm Rae...

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