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♪ It's all right ♪

♪ it's okay ♪

♪ it doesn't really matter if you're old and grey ♪

♪ it's all right ♪

♪ I say, it's okay ♪

♪ listen to what I say ♪

♪ it's all right ♪

♪ doing fine ♪

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

♪ it's all right ♪

♪ I say, it's okay ♪

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

[Upbeat dance music]

We're gonna be about as popular as a fart in a space suit.

Can we go home now?

Yeah, you might just enjoy yourselves.

You can come in,

but you lot, no way.

The strip club's around the corner.

Yeah, they're with me.

And we're on business.

[Upbeat dance music]

Oi oi, put it away.

If you've got it, flaunt it,

do you know what I mean?

- Hey girls. - Steve.

[Steve] What?

You're lowering the tone.

Sorry [mumbles].

Right, four years ago,

the 10th of November 2010,

28 year old trauma surgeon, Lydia dryden,

came here after work to unwind with some colleagues.

She worked in the a&E round the corner,

this was her local.

It was a Wednesday, she'd been here an hour,

and she was due in theatre the next morning.

At 11:53 she went outside.

But the camera only covered the queue and the door,

as soon as she crossed the road

she was out of sight, and never seen alive again.

She was found dead, strangled in her flat 12 hours later,

what happened between is a blank.

[Gerry] Where did she live?

[Sasha] Bloomsbury.

Well, that's in distance.

She walked on busy streets and she wasn't caught on camera.

No, but there were plenty of side routes

she could of taken that don't have coverage.

But first, take a look at this.

We need to find this man,

I'll tell you why when we get to Lydia's flat.

When Lydia didn't show for work,

her sister, Katya, came here to check,

found her in her flat on the second floor.

No ligature, bruising to the neck

suggesting that she'd been strangled by hand.

By the bloke in the e-fit?

The original inquiry ran into the sand,

but the local paper recently did a feature

trying to jog people's memories.

A couple of kids used to play football over there,

they said that they saw a man hanging around

for about a month in a dark car.

And sometimes he slept in it.

We're here at midnight on the say so of a couple of kids?

Brilliant.

Lydia's neighbour, Janet,

complained of exactly the same thing.

She said she saw a man staring up at her at the flat,

she thought he was stalking her.

Nobody took Janet seriously though.

Why not?

She was a lithium addict.

This gets better and better.

Yeah, but the windows of the flat are next to each other,

so if the man was hid in his car he'd be out of sight,

it's a perfect vantage point.

Time of death between one and four,

fully clothed, no sex involved.

[Sasha] And no forced entry into the flat.

So it was friends, family, boyfriend?

No boyfriend since university.

Did she ever pick anybody up at the bar?

Yeah, that was the focus of the first inquiry,

but nothing came of it.

Who did they like for it?

There were no decent forensics or DNA,

the investigation stalled.

All we've got is the e-fit?

Yes Danny, the e-fit is all we've got.

But we like a challenge, don't we?

[Mellow music]

[Cat meows]

[Cat meows]

[Cat meows]

[Cat meows]

It's wonderful, it's...

Wonderful, that you're reopening this investigation.

The other people, the detectives,

what were their names darling?

Harper and Robson.

They gave up far too easily,

we never got the sense they'd grasped the nettle.

I understand you're all doctors?

Used to be,

I work in art conservation now.

And Hugh and I are oncologist surgeons,

so we're not addressed as doctors,

plain old mr and Ms.

It's confusing, but the way

to remember it is the old joke.

A surgeon in theatre says, "a scalpel, nurse."

She says, "sister, doctor."

He says, "mister, sister." [Laughs]

Lydia was six years into her surgical training

and worked at the hospital,

did she enjoy her job?

Lydia loved the thrill of acute medicine.

Competition for a surgical place must be fierce,

did you pull strings to get her there?

We would never interfere to give the girls an advantage.

And yet, miraculously,

she ended up at a prestigious London teaching hospital,

rather than, say, one in scunthorpe.

They stand in their own shoes,

Lydia got her place on merit.

Katya, why did you leave medicine?

Priorities changed after Lydia.

Were you in London in 2010?

Yes.

I didn't see enough of her,

I was working in kings on the other side of town.

Did she have issues at work?

Look, we told hooper and-

Harper and Robson.

Harper and Robson, everything that we knew at the time.

There was no mention of boyfriends, partners.

There are greater priorities in life,

succeeding in medicine is harder than ever.

Do you recognise this man?

Is this the man who...

Do you recognise him mr dryden?

It's okay dad.

Sorry,

it never ends.

These kids suddenly remember they saw

this mystery man asleep in a car,

and we're supposed to take them seriously?

And you can bet your life that lithium Janet

was off her meds when she phoned in about seeing someone.

[Steve] Oh yeah.

In the meantime, we're trollying down here

on a totally pointless...

Are you listening to any of this?

[Steve] Yeah.

Can you give us five grand

and pay me bar bill for a year?

Course good fellow, yeah.

- Oi. - What?

Good morning.

Can you hold that door?

[Mumbles] In the last cubicle, on the left.

All right, thank you.

[Patient] What have you done with her?

[Bobby] She's in recovery now,

you'll be able to see her in a few hours.

[Patient] I wanna talk to a proper doctor,

not somebody straight off the boat.

You people are ruining this country [spits].

Oi, right you.

That's enough, let's go.

Leave it.

Oi.

Does that happen quite often?

Everyone likes to have a shout

at public sector servants after a few cans of electric soup.

Sorry.

Never seen him.

But you did know Lydia?

You were the consultant and she was on the surgical team.

Sure, sadly she was only with us

for nine months before she died.

And I wouldn't claim to know her

as well as some of the others.

No, we're trying to contact everyone

who was here at the time.

Staff move about, but Lydia was a valued colleague.

It's awful.

How did you two get on?

She was very accomplished.

Mr [mumbles].

Thank you.

In truth, I hardly knew her,

hundreds of doctors pass through the department.

Yeah, but this one was murdered,

that would stick in your mind.

Yeah, but they all look the same in their white coats.

There's a factory somewhere

pumping out impeccably educated proficient young doctors.

And do you come from that factory?

My parents aren't prominent surgeons.

Ah.

Now at the time you said that you weren't

at the 393 bar the night she was killed.

I wasn't.

Did you ever socialise?

No.

Then how do you unwind?

Me?

Sleep.

Oh.

[Loudspeaker] Adult trauma call, three minutes.

I must go,

but I'll make sure this picture is circulated.

Thanks very much.

[Mellow music]

Oh, there you are, where have you been?

I had to wait for the local plod

to take Matey off down the Nick.

I'm trying to get the low down on Lydia

from the rest of the staff.

And?

Well, most of them weren't here when she was,

and those that were are not that keen to dish the dirt

on a dead colleague, you know what I mean?

Same here.

But they all say she was kind, steady,

conscientious, everybody loved her.

Except the person that strangled her of course.

Listen, if you're talking to the boss,

tell her I'm gonna hang around here for a bit.

No, I'm playing this game.

Look at this.

You have to get these coloured blocks

into the holes at the bottom right.

Fascinating.

And then these blobs of snow come down

and try and stop you.

See you later, all right.

Yeah, see you later, okay Gerry.

Shit.

[Mellow music]

How did it go with the family?

Denial, laughter, tears.

I wasn't asking about you.

The mother's tough as nail,

the father's just emotional,

and the sister gave up a career in medicine

to work in restoration.

Interesting career progression.

And Danny was incredibly rude to all of them.

Where's Gerry?

He's still down at a$e,

he must be getting them to check his irritable bowel.

But no luck on the e-fit,

and still no matches on any of their databases.

The family didn't recognise him either.

I did find this though,

have a look at this boss.

Now look.

This is a tribute site to Lydia.

Most of the folks in these photos

do match their witness statements to a t.

[Sasha] Do you recognise them?

Well, yeah, everybody except for this guy,

and here he is...

I've never seen him before.

This was taken at her sister's birthday

ten weeks before she died.

Yeah, but the party was at a pub,

he must've just been a punter

who was there at the same time.

We should still trace him all the same.

Yeah.

You fancy a cup of splosh?

Nah, I'm trying to cut back.

Tannin drains the iron from your body,

gives you anaemia.

Gerry's had amnesia for years,

never did him any harm.

You're not funny,

even for a scot.

Well, who pissed in your handbag today?

He's depressed.

- I'm not depressed. - [Phone rings]

Don't bandy the term depression around.

It plays right into the hands

of the big pharmaceutical companies,

and they can just keep you medicated

whenever they feel like it.

Sorry.

What is it Danny?

Holly's gone to university.

Ah.

Those tuition fees will get you every time.

[Mellow music]

Gerry, what did the doctors tell you?

Sod the doctors,

if you wanna know what's going in the hospital

you talk to the support staff.

They remember Lydia?

Yeah, of course, she was gorgeous, wasn't she?

And the rumour is that she was

playing hide the thermometer with a surgeon called devlin.

What's your proof Gerry?

Well, one of the porters walked in on them,

they weren't exactly at it.

But she was crying and he was hugging her.

[Sasha] Can anyone else corroborate.

No.

It's not enough.

Well, four other people saw him

dropping her off in his Audi.

And they reckon that he used to park around the corner,

presumably so no one would see them.

[Sasha] I need to speak to this devlin.

Lawrence devlin is a trauma lead and orthopaedic surgeon,

specialising is wound management,

chest wall injuries and amputations.

And he still had time to cuddle up

to a woman half his age.

[Mellow music]

Please.

They're my wife's, she has a studio upstairs.

She's a photographer?

A photo journalist.

How can I help?

Tell me about Lydia dryden.

She was on my firm for almost a year,

very capable, eager to learn.

Quick hands, like her father.

You know Hugh?

He's a legend,

albeit one who can't remember

which side of the road to drive on.

His wife won't let him near a vehicle,

but he's a top-draw surgeon.

You know Monica too?

She taught me, it's a small world.

A very intense world as well, I'd imagine.

High pressure, life or death situations.

Your firm must be very close.

It's the best way, you have to work as one.

Were you and Lydia close?

Sorry, I didn't realise we had company.

This is my wife, Nicole hunter.

Hi.

Please don't go, we were discussing Lydia dryden.

Did you know her?

No.

Obviously I heard.

Yeah, we were just interested to learn

about the close working relationships

within a surgical team.

Nic wouldn't know anything about that.

He doesn't let me anywhere near his theatre.

No place for a camera.

Was Lydia highly strung?

Not at all.

Did she cry a lot?

You spent a lot of time together,

there must've been some thwart moments.

She didn't ever come to you and cry on your shoulder?

Are you trying to embarrass me?

Hospitals thrive on gossip,

of which I'm sure there was no shortage about me and Lydia.

Pray, pay no attention to it.

So you have nothing to tell us?

No.

But I can see you're just dying to sling some mud.

Why would there be gossip about you and Lydia?

Lydia once partnered me on

an operation that went badly wrong.

She was naturally upset.

So you hugged her?

We're not robots.

What was this operation?

An emergency c-section.

Mother was young but obese,

pulmonary embolism,

we lost her and the baby.

It fell to Lydia to inform the husband,

who was extremely upset and became aggressive towards her.

I had to comfort her.

Why didn't you volunteer

this information to the first inquiry.

Patients die in hospitals, it's hardly news.

We will need to check the details.

If you want patient information

you'll have to talk to the care trust.

[Embolism] You're not going to tell us?

No, and nor will they without a court order.

And if you're trying to imply anything,

Lawrence told me all about the incident,

and how he had to reassure Lydia.

What make of car do you drive?

[Lawrence] Well, I don't see

what that has to do with anything.

Did Lydia like your Audi?

You are extremely rude.

She's just doing her job.

Now where were you both on the night

of November 10th, 2010?

She was having dinner with friends in London,

he was at a surgical conference in Leeds.

But trying to comfort her?

We don't know that there's anything going on

between him and Lydia.

His wife was right there in front of him

while he lied to us.

You virtually accused him of having an affair.

He could make a complaint.

He's a big boy, I'm sure he can laugh it off.

Check their alibis, I want a full search,

especially on him.

Police and opensource.

I'll get onto the hospital

about that operation that went sour too.

Grieving husband with a grudge,

could be our stalker.

[Mellow music]

[Loud drilling]

[Mellow music]

[Drilling]

Katya?

Sorry to bother you Katya,

just got a couple of things to ask.

Sure.

Do you recognise this man at all?

He was at your birthday party chatting to Lydia.

He was probably a random,

someone who got talking to her.

[Sasha] Probably.

I don't know who he is.

Well, they knew each other,

look at them, they were friends at least.

If you say so, but I don't recognise him.

What about Lawrence devlin?

He was trauma surgeon where Lydia worked.

Were he and Lydia close?

Were they shagging you mean?

I doubt it, Lydia was clever,

she wouldn't sleep on her doorstep.

Lydia did a c-section under his care,

ended in a double fatality.

She got very emotional.

She never mentioned it.

Strange.

What are you driving at?

You were sisters,

both had careers in medicine, mutual interests,

shared nights out.

And yet, you seem to know nothing about her.

We weren't intimate and I am glad.

[Mumbles] Girls following the family footsteps,

doesn't leave much room.

You've gotta keep something for yourself.

Is that why you left medicine?

I took some time off after a ski accident,

and then with what happened to Lydia

life lost it's lustre and medicine paid the price.

If there was some intrigue,

some secret I could lead you to then I would,

but there's nothing.

She was lovely, she worked hard,

she enjoyed a good night out,

just like the rest of us.

Then she got killed.

[Holly] Hi.

This is Holly, you know what to do.

Hi, it's dad [chuckles].

Sorry, I touched the wrong number,

I meant to speak to Henry about a tin of paint.

Anyway, doesn't matter.

I hope you're well and I'll...

Well, I'll speak to you soon.

Right.

Come on, quick, he'll be back in in a second.

Oh, this biro's running out.

Oh no.

Oh he will, he'll love it.

- I'm not showing that. - Shh.

Private joke?

No, Danny, what it is,

is we're worried about you.

Yeah, it's gonna be hard now that Holly's gone to college,

when my three girls left me-

yeah, he gave them a suitcase

and changed the locks of the house.

No seriously, we...

Well, it's a difficult time,

so we've come up with five ideas

that we can all do together.

Yeah, and then you pick one out of the tin

and that's what we do that night.

You don't need to do this.

[Sasha] Oh, come on.

Listen, what were you doing last night?

I bet it was home alone with a tin of beans,

and a bottle of blue nut.

Pick a ticket now.

Go on.

You know you want to.

Come on.

Good boy.

What do you got?

[Mellow music]

[Upbeat music]

Hot damn, I'm throwing rocks tonight.

First [mumbles] to the youngsters [laughs].

We're getting annihilated.

[Sasha] More drinks?

- Yeah, definitely. - Yeah, I'll have a pint.

Thanks for doing this, it's been fun almost.

Come on Dan,

the university years will fly back.

She'll be back before you know it.

Yeah, and she was born after the boom,

now there's tuition fees,

she'll never be able to afford her own place.

Ten years time,

you'll be desperate to get her back out your house.

Right, a quick cigarette.

[Steve] Okay, you little beauty.

Come to daddy.

Mm.

Ah.

Sorry, I couldn't resist.

I've been getting these awful headaches.

It's called cold Turkey,

it means you're a junkie.

It's only tea Danny.

All the same, be careful,

it's a gateway drug.

Next step it's horlicks, ovaltine.

Before you know it, you're free facing cup-a-soups.

When my kids left home

I didn't know who I was for a while.

We don't have to do this.

You never stop being a parent.

Come on, let's roll.

You and me this time.

[Upbeat music]

Four straights in a row, that is unreal.

I believe the expression is,

you mess with the best, you go down with the rest.

Yeah, beginners luck pal,

it'll soon wear off.

Whoever heard of anyone killing their doctor.

The other way around, yeah,

that's all fair and legal.

No, this is meant to be Danny's night,

we are not talking shop.

All right, sorry.

Yeah, but if you thought a doctor had messed up,

and killed the person you love,

that's a powerful motive.

Yeah, well, good luck

getting information out the hospital.

They look after their own,

a wall of silence.

[Sasha clears throat]

You put me off then.

What have we got on devlin?

His wife Nicole's my pick,

she's a wrong'UN.

Her alibi said she was

out that night we three mates, right?

The one I phoned and talked to

says he was no where near the place.

While I'm waiting for the other two to phone back,

I do a few proper checks.

Once upon a time, Nicole was engaged to a bloke in Bristol,

she came home one night,

found him doing the dirty with a mate of hers.

Went berserk, attacked the pair of them,

and got herself a restraining order.

So maybe doesn't like being cheated on.

No one likes being cheated on.

If the surgeon was stiffing Lydia,

Nicole is not likely to take it well.

[Mellow music]

[Door slams]

Sorry for the mess,

we had a party.

Not a domestic?

What were you arguing about Nicole?

Nothing.

Everything.

Where's your husband?

He flew out to Syria this morning.

The day after we came round to ask questions?

He's an emergency volunteer for a medical charity

that works in conflict zones.

[Sasha] Was this a long standing arrangement?

We got the call last night,

the situation's pretty desperate there now.

When's he due back?

Revolution's pretty hard to set your diary by.

How did you two meet?

2nd Congo civil war, 2001.

I was a media [mumbles].

[Mumbles] Didn't want to intervene,

but they were desperate for pictures

of children with their limbs hacked off.

These are very powerful.

They're pointless.

Pornography of despair.

Capturing the pain of others is an exercise in futility.

Horrors remain and the story stays the same.

I need you to tell me the truth Nicole,

your alibi is wobbling.

- How? - You tell me.

What happened in Bristol?

All my dirty linen?

You've got one hell of a temper Nicole.

I was 23,

the man I thought I was gonna

spend the rest of my life with cheated on me.

Has Lawrence ever cheated on you?

You're just shooting in the dark.

Was he sleeping with Lydia?

You really don't care what damage you do.

Answer the question.

He was her father.

[Mellow music]

He told me last night.

Lawrence was a houseman,

I was his registrar, we got very close.

[Sasha] Then you fell pregnant with Lydia.

I was alone in London from Poland, no family.

And married Hugh, he was much older,

he's a remarkable doctor too but he's like a child.

Did Hugh find out about your relationship?

Nobody did.

We weren't proud, didn't parade.

We fell in love.

Did Lydia find out?

Eventually.

Lawrence and I broke contact

when I discovered the pregnancy,

but he still saw me and Lydia from time to time by chance.

Picnics, functions.

How did Lydia find out the truth?

She'd always been suspicious,

had the sense that...

Hugh wasn't her biological father,

it's a common teenage fantasy.

It become our joke, just for us.

And I'd say, "George Clooney,

suleman rashdi, the manager of Manchester united."

It was fun in the end.

Then fate tripped us up.

Lydia went to Lawrence's firm and it became obvious,

we had to tell her.

Will you be long because I need a lift to the station.

Ten minutes.

That tie doesn't work, go and change.

Yeah okay.

But hurry, please.

When was this exactly?

February before she died.

We took her out for dinner, and she became...

Enormously distressed.

Lawrence never had children of his own,

it's his tragedy.

He tried to get to know her,

wanted to make it all right.

But she was never reconciled to him.

You should've told your family.

Why would I want to destroy them?

This is my problem, it's not for them to bare.

Lydia's world had turned upside down,

she wouldn't have made good decisions at work or play.

And the whole family has been lying to us.

A secret like this is like a time bomb,

what if Katya knew, or Hugh?

That'd change everything.

How are we doing with devlin's alibi.

The surgical conference in Leeds says he was there.

Could've driven back overnight though.

I want every minute of his movements accounted for.

And Nicole?

I'm still waiting for

her two other friends to get in touch,

but the restaurant said the table was booked in her name.

And she paid her part of the bill at 22:46.

Lydia was killed between one and four,

make requests to their networks,

did their phones put them in the area?

I'm getting stone walled by the hospital,

they won't give me the name of the man

who lost his pregnant wife and his unborn child.

Data protection.

We can't wait for a court order,

just keep pushing.

Okay.

Oh, thank god for that.

Now we can have a nice cup of rosy.

Don't make tea, she's on the waggon.

She's in her office, the smell won't kill her.

Well, actually it might.

If she's truly on the waggon,

she's been sentenced to death.

What?

Well, condemned prisoners being taken

from newgate to be hung at highburn

were allowed to stop off at the pub for one last drink.

Before being put back on the waggon,

for the final part of their journey to execution.

Yeah, fascinating, get your hand in there.

Once was enough.

Oh, pick a ticket man.

Pub quiz.

Yay, [mumbles].

That's mine.

You didn't have to range too far

across the glittering landscape

of your imagination to get that one Gerry.

I've put it on all the tickets [laughs].

It's a grudge match down at the local,

there's a group of students who win every week.

But now, with Danny on our team.

Gerry, are you still talking?

You should be working.

And you, are you on that bloody game again?

No.

[Skype ringing]

Dci Miller, Lawrence devlin.

I haven't much time, we're expecting some bomb casualties.

I know you spoke to Nicole.

And Monica.

I wanna put you straight.

No, I need patient details.

Impossible, the hospital trust lawyers will crucify me.

You're worried about lawyers?

I'll get a warrant for your phone records,

your bank statements, I'll question your peers,

your colleagues, your lovers.

If I can I'll help, now listen.

I hardly knew Lydia,

I wanted to, I tried.

But she wouldn't let me near her.

Increase the saline, give her 50 more.

I'm calling you because

there was an incident at the hospital.

Lydia tried to steal some drugs,

some oxycodone.

It's a very serious pain killer.

Why would she do that?

I don't know, she said it was an admin mistakes,

she ordered 30 and got 3000.

I caught her trying to take them out of the hospital.

When was this?

March.

Six months before she died,

it has to be significant.

Why would she want 3000?

It's none of my business,

it's a bit late for me to play the concerned parent.

I made her return them,

I kept it quiet.

And we didn't speak much after that.

She wanted nothing to do with me.

She spent practically every night

at a different bar or a club.

But she never had time to talk.

[Doctors shout in distance]

If there's nothing else, I have to go.

He's not getting away with that,

who's our contact in Syria?

She only wants to arrest him,

he's in the middle of a battlefield.

Yeah, the local plod's got better things to do

than doc who's actually patching up their own people.

[Microphone feedback]

[Quiz host] Good evening one and all.

Welcome to the 305th weekly quiz.

Ten rounds, no biting,

and we've got a host of fabulous prizes.

Right, come on concentrate,

what are we gonna call ourselves?

The cranial constables?

University challenged?

The possibilities are endless.

Miller's mob, how about that?

Why was Lydia trying to steal drugs?

I'll tell you what, I'll get them in before we start.

Trying to get daddy's attention?

Oxycodone is heavy duty,

this stuff's more addictive than heroin.

They give it to cancer patients to manage their pain.

And the tox report and witness statements

show no sign she was ever a user.

Lots of people are though.

Crush it, snort it, bomb it, it's an instant hit.

And there's always a market for prescription pills,

quality guaranteed.

Are you saying she's actually selling this stuff?

Devlin said she spent a lot of time in bars and clubs.

All of a sudden she's a dealer?

3000 pills at upwards at a tenner a time.

We should get back down there tonight,

ask questions.

If she was working someone's patch,

maybe they got pissed off.

Hang on, she's a surgeon with an impeccable family tree,

not scarfcae.

[Gerry] Come on, get these down you.

It's a fundamental flaw and irony

in greater western civilization

that we're allowed to get sloshed, but we can't get high.

What's the difference?

There's a legal difference.

And luckily you're on the right side Gerry,

otherwise you'd have spent the last 50 years in jail.

I only drink to make other people seem more interesting.

Beer is proof that god loves us,

and wants us to be happy.

[Chuckling]

[Quiz host] Question one, which popular 80s band

took it's name from a fictional doctor

in the film called barbarella?

Bloody hell, this is gonna be a poncy quiz.

Barbarella?

Oi.

Sit down, get that weird brain of yours in gear.

Can't I'm afraid.

Holly's home for the night.

You're kidding?

The only time that dustbin

of useless information you've got,

it comes in handy, and you're pulling out.

There's a bottle of bubbly

and some Botox vouchers to be won here tonight Danny.

- Sorry. - Danny!

The ship's lost its paddle, ain't it?

We've had it.

No, we haven't.

Duran Duran.

Oh, right.

Good girl.

Right, you do all the music.

Hey hey, there you are.

Great to see you [kisses].

Are you okay?

Yeah fine.

Are you warm enough?

Are you mr gryphon?

Who wants to know?

Easy dad, this is Ian, my boyfriend.

Nice to meet you mr gryphon.

Danny, please.

Ian's staying tonight, is that all right?

Sure.

The more the merrier.

You'll hardly notice us,

we've got a couple of parties.

[Mellow music]

You got a cat?

Have I?

You've got a cat dish man.

Epic, I always wanted a cat.

Yeah, she's a stray.

Probably got lots of other places to stay.

There's the cab.

H, we better get going.

H?

Later dad, don't wait up.

He's all right your dad for a copper.

[Holly] He's lovely.

[Sasha] Come on, they're anagrams.

Wonder gravy?

Orange toes?

Gerry, we're looking for TV programme.

Yeah, but it's not fair, is it?

When do we get time to watch television?

I never wanted any poxy Botox anyway.

Don't give us.

Nah, we're miles behind.

Have I got news for you.

What happened to Holly?

Number 12 is ready steady cook,

and quiet soft soprano is question of sport.

Oh yes [laughs].

We're back in the race.

[Punters chattering]

Excellent, right, let's win this,

and then we need to go.

Hang on, give us some quality time

to revel in our victory.

Yeah, but then it's straight down to bar 393.

I want Lydia's photo showed in every bar,

in every pub in the area.

What was number 12 again?

Ready steady cook.

Good man.

Thank god for that, there's no signal down there,

I've been trying to go mano a mano

with this kid from Norway

for a place in the all time leader board.

Gerry.

Any joy?

Well, there's a ginger rascal over there

who can have my number.

Reckons I'm a gilf.

A grandad she'd like to-

yeah, right, yeah.

Boss, nobody recognised her.

Nah.

And the idea that she was murdered

because she was treading on someone's patch,

won't wash either.

Yeah, the local force had done a clean up,

so there were no dealers around anyway.

Everyone gets their stuff off the Internet.

That's right.

Can we go home now?

Well, it was worth a shot.

Right, who needs a lift?

- Yes, me. - I'll come.

There's a bar round the corner that's got a good Martini,

I'll see you later.

- [Sasha] See you. - Bye.

All right there.

[Bouncer] All right mate.

Excuse me.

Do you recognise this girl?

No.

Are you sure?

Here, take a good look.

Never seen her.

Well, that's a shame pal, because...

I've got a picture of the two of yous together.

[Sasha] How did you know her?

I work in the gym,

I was her personal trainer.

And what else?

We hooked up from time to time.

Cosy arrangement.

Don't talk about her like that.

She wrote the rules.

Too busy to go full time,

but we were sweet.

Thought about getting together.

Look...

If I tell you this it makes me look bad.

You're looking bad already pal,

and you've got form.

Here we go.

Put a kid in a coma after a pub brawl.

He was 16, it was very brave.

When you're my size

someone always wants to have a pop at the big man.

Where were you on the night of the 10th of November, 2010?

And you lot wonder why no one comes to talk to ya?

You're gonna stitch me up.

Where were you?

Look, she was worried, right?

Those last few weeks there was someone following her,

she was frightened, he was camped outside her flat.

Did she say who it was?

I still didn't know whether to take it seriously,

she was out of sorts, acting weird.

She'd been having trouble with her family.

Did you see this man?

I hid outside her place one time,

she'd asked me to.

There was a bloke,

he was in a car, I got rid of him.

Was this the man?

You knew about him already?

Why didn't you come forward with this information earlier?

This is the guy I saw, definitely.

Is he the one who killed her?

Adomakoh says he was working at bar 393 until 6:00 A.M.

We've got the cctv on file already,

wouldn't be hard to see if he was on the door.

He's bound to have had a break,

and she only lives 20 minutes down the road.

[Gerry] Alice you little beauty.

Alice, who's Alice?

My contact at the mobile networks.

Yeah, chubby girl, but worth her weight,

and she's just pulled out a plum.

She's just sent me mobile triangulation details

for Nicole, Lawrence, Katya and Monica.

Now, nothing dodgy on any of them

for the night in question.

All where they're meant to be?

Absolutely.

But, Hugh dryden said

he was at a lecture in marylebone, didn't he?

Witnesses backed him up.

And so do the phone records for his main number,

but Alice in wonderland has found another phone.

Under a different name,

but using the same credit card.

A dirty phone?

Exactly.

And Hugh's dirty phone

spent the latter part of that night in bloomsbury.

You have two phones?

I've had several in my time actually,

I'm always losing them.

One of the phones was in

bloomsbury the night that Lydia died.

Why were you there at midnight?

Was Lydia a disappointment to you?

No, she was a very fine girl.

Your favourite daughter?

Well...

I was very fond.

Fond?

Sounds like you're talking about a pet,

not your own flesh and blood.

Look...

I have known for many years Lydia is not my child,

I've never spoken to Monica about it.

She made a mistake, that's all.

And there was no point in provoking a scene.

But Lydia is my child and I love her profoundly,

you can be certain of that.

Did you see her that night?

I'd seen Katya.

Katya?

She didn't say.

She has tremendous trouble with her leg,

it's a skiing accident.

Sometimes she needs emergency pain relief.

At midnight?

Well, the chemists were all closed,

I'd pop over with a few pills.

It's an old problem.

Do you give her oxycodone.

Well, yes, but that's nothing to worry about.

Lydia was caught stealing oxycodone from the hospital,

was she giving that to Katya too?

For a bit.

Which bit?

Until the night that she died.

That's when I started to give Katya oxycodone.

The girls had fallen out that night.

Lydia didn't want to help Katya anymore,

Kat was suffering, terribly.

She was in...

Real anguish.

I had to step in.

[Hugh sighs]

What have we done?

Lydia was supplying Katya,

they had a bust up the night she died.

Over the oxycodone?

She refused to supply her, Katya went crazy,

I wanna see her now.

You need to speak to Gerry first.

[Sasha] Gerry?

Yeah, our doctor devlin finally came good,

the caesarian that went wrong was on a

Becky vosper, she died six weeks before Lydia was killed.

Becky's husband and her childhood sweetheart

is a Darren vosper.

24 year old painter from leytonstone.

[Sasha] Has he got any form?

No, we spoke to his mum, she said,

well, he just went totally off his head

once his wife died.

Hates the world and everyone on it.

[Sasha] Where is he now?

Halfway house, we're waiting outside.

[Sasha] He's homeless?

[Gerry] Homeless, helpless, suicidal apparently.

[Sasha] Does he match the e-fit?

Darren's our man in the car.

Yep.

There was remorseness,

there was a chance I could lose my leg.

Oxy is a morphine sulphate, it's yummy.

I tried to come off it,

my gp tapered my dose to practically nothing.

And none of my medical friends would sign any out for me.

But Lydia would?

She could see I was a mess,

that's an understatement by the way.

She wanted to help.

She put her career on the line.

Devlin caught her with 3000 pills.

3000?

She never gave me 3000.

He made her take them back,

this was six months before she died.

I didn't know.

Sounds like she went for one big hit.

But even after devlin caught her,

she carried on stealing them from somewhere.

She took a lot of risks for you.

What was your arrangement?

Every few weeks she'd give me 100 or so,

whatever she could skim from work.

Why couldn't you do that yourself at kings?

Controlled drugs have to be double signed,

I had a reputation, nobody would help me.

Who was helping?

I don't know.

And all of a sudden that night

she phoned me after work, said she was going to stop.

She was feeling uncomfortable.

[Sasha] Uncomfortable?

That's what she said.

Which left you without a supply.

You must've been frantic,

desperate.

Prepared to do anything.

My father always helps me out as a last resort,

if I scream loud enough.

But you were furious with Lydia.

No, you can't think...

I made some huge mistakes in surgery, yes,

was politely asked to step aside

before I caused any embarrassment.

But I would never-

Lydia stole oxycodone on your behalf

and ended up strangled.

This is more than embarrassment.

I didn't kill her.

I love her, please.

You should've told me.

And have my mother believe it was my fault she died,

how am I supposed to live with that?

I don't know Katya.

How do you?

[Katya sobs]

Is that him?

[Suspenseful music]

Yeah.

She deserved to die.

Because of what she did to Becky?

And my boy.

She murdered two people that day.

I'm sorry.

I couldn't leave the house after.

My legs had been cut.

There was nothing.

Becky was my girl, see.

It was simple.

You know when you know.

She was the one.

You got a son?

He could've been a little mate.

Helped me look after his mum,

the brothers and sisters he could've had.

And that scum...

Took it all from me.

You stalked her?

And Becky knew what was best.

She told me what to do.

She was like a guardian angel.

What was she telling you Darren?

We just wanted to know what happened,

didn't we becks?

An explanation.

You knew where Lydia dryden lived?

We followed her.

Watched her flat.

Only had to get the key,

I could let myself in and wait.

Or, surprise her in the night.

Four weeks we was there, just...

Just working out the best way to do her.

Stab.

Burn.

Beat.

Or strangle.

Strangling would be best.

Slow.

Make her look at us.

An eye for an eye.

She had to die.

Her life in my hands that was the only way,

but I...

[Darren crying]

I'm sorry Becky.

Sweetheart, I'm so sorry.

I couldn't do it.

You didn't kill her?

I wanted to.

I just couldn't go through.

It was with these two blokes turning up at all hours.

What blokes?

Bouncer, he's huge.

Shouted at me once.

You wouldn't mess with him.

And the other one?

It was him from the hospital.

He was always lurking around, a doctor.

[Bobby] K-o three please.

Bobby, this is my boss,

dci Miller.

- [Bobby] Hi. - Hi.

I'd love to hear your recollections on Lydia first hand.

Sure.

And if you could explain how she got hold of the oxycodone.

Can you wait about half an hour?

I'm short staffed here

and there's a trachy waiting for me in theatre.

It won't take a few minutes.

Okay.

This way.

[Suspenseful music]

I wouldn't know anything about Lydia and the oxycodone.

Don't worry, we're already talking to the pharmacy,

we'll have our answers in a minute.

I understand from Gerry

that you and Lydia weren't especially close.

Did you like her though?

How do you mean?

Well, you get a lot of people like her in our line,

they're beautiful, clever, connected.

Whereas you earned your stripes the hard way, didn't you?

I come from an ordinary background, yes.

Did her privilege annoy you?

I never gave it much thought.

So you didn't have any feelings for her either way.

I didn't know her well enough.

Really?

I think you knew her much better than you're letting on.

Governor?

The oxycodone just stopped after she died.

You prescribed a lot of oxycodone

in the months before Lydia's death.

It's one of our core painkillers.

The thing is, there's a pattern,

you only ever personally requested it

in the months leading up to Lydia's death.

You weren't that interested in it before,

and then Lydia dies,

and you don't request any for...

Quite a long time.

Sometimes you get a statistical spike,

it depends what patients come in.

Don't insult my intelligence,

I know exactly what was going on.

- [Suspenseful music] - [Footsteps]

Bobby.

We know you helped her get the drugs.

But don't worry, we're not going to make a big deal of that.

Yeah, we don't want to get you into any trouble.

What I want to know is...

Why you would do that for her.

You said you weren't friends,

it's very risky professionally.

See, that's the point Bobby,

why would you help her?

I didn't help her.

You can't infer from these...

She was pretty.

You tried to cosy up to her.

Is that the deal?

I see, so you get the drugs for her,

but what does she do in return?

A date, dinner, a few drinks?

We didn't socialise outside work.

Did you ever go to her place.

No.

So when I take your prints,

I'm not gonna find a match from the evidence at her flat.

Actually, I think I did go there once.

Oh once.

Why?

I dropped something off.

Day or night?

I can't remember.

What were you dropping off?

She left her coat at work.

Describe it.

It was a ruffle jacket,

brown, I think.

Why would she leave her coat at work in November?

Let's just assume you were dropping off the pills to her.

But didn't you just hand them over at work?

Rather an going all the way to her flat.

Lydia told her sister

that it was making her feel uncomfortable carrying on.

Did you make her feel uncomfortable?

What kind of a question is that?

Were you in the bar the night that Lydia was killed.

It's hard to remember specifics.

Doesn't matter, we've got plenty of cctv.

We weren't looking for you before,

but I'm sure we can find you now if you were there.

I might've been, but then I went straight home.

No you didn't Bobby.

You went to Lydia's flat.

We've got a witness.

I need a solicitor.

Why would you need a solicitor?

No comment.

You had a thing for her didn't you Bobby?

No comment.

She was beautiful.

Clever.

Medical aristocracy.

Great catch.

You got close, you gave her the pills,

and she was truly grateful.

Self-made man, and you were gonna

get the woman that you deserved.

But you read the signs all wrong.

She wasn't interested in you.

And that...

Made you...

Very angry.

Am I right?

Do you know how many lives I have saved?

Nobody thanks you in this job.

They suck you dry.

Take everything.

I'd have given her the universe.

She had a boyfriend.

He's very handsome.

He's absurd.

A surgeon doesn't go out with a bouncer.

[Sasha] You wanted her all to yourself.

Loyalty is very important to me.

[Suspenseful music]

[Lydia gasps]

Forgot the oxy.

For your sister.

Just go away Bobby.

Don't be silly.

I'm your friend.

Yeah, she's beautiful Danny,

are you gonna keep her, or?

Well, I tried to send her away, she keeps coming back.

I've got three kids are like that.

I'm thinking of calling her simkin.

Whatever gets you through the night.

[Door slams]

Bobby jahal has made a full confession.

- Yes. - Well done.

Governor, in that case,

this calls for a celebration.

Go on, drink up.

We won't think any of the less of you.

You know you want to.

[Sasha slurps]

[Sasha moans]

If I'd have known it was that easy to make a woman moan,

I would have called myself Earl grey.

Hey, no Danny.

Come on, let's do it.

Look, you've all been very kind,

but I think we can probably give it a rest.

[Group exclaim in disagreement]

Get your hand in that tin,

that's an order, now.

Pick a ticket.

What's a pedibus?

Yes.

[Upbeat music]

You all right there Gerry?

[Laughter] This time.

A bit of elbow grease.

[Mellow music]

[Sasha laughs]

[Mellow music]

[Danny] Gerry you're the designated driver.

[Sasha] Wow, look at that.

[Mellow music]

♪ It's all right ♪

♪ it's okay ♪

♪ it doesn't really matter if you're old and grey ♪

♪ it's all right ♪

♪ I say, it's okay ♪

♪ listen to what I say ♪

♪ it's all right ♪

♪ doing fine ♪

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

♪ it's all right ♪

♪ I say, it's okay ♪

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

[Country music]