All language subtitles for The Bay 3x01 - Episode 1 (English)

Ooh!

I hate you.

I think you look really nice!

I'll race you to the buoy.

Well, come on, then!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

- Your side.
- Going down.

Have you got it?

We're not open till lunch.

- Mariam.
- Sheila, what is it, love?

'We're just coming up
to nine o'clock on Bay Radio.

'Thanks, Craig...'

It'll be fine, love. Once you get there.

I know.

First day, you're bound
to be nervous, I know I am.

I... I'm not nervous.

- He so is.
- Shut up, you.

Guys, I know it's a big change.

New town. New school. New everything.

I'm just saying, it's only natural.

Mum! Stop!

Ah!

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Are you OK? Did you bang your head?

- Are you all right?
- No, it's OK, Mum. We're OK.

Look at the car!

Jesus Christ,
can you not look where you're going?

Are you all right?

I would be
if you weren't halfway up my arse.

There's no need for that.
I'll give you my details.

Oh, sod it.
I'm calling the police, yeah.

- Let's see what they say.
- Yeah, no need. They're already here.

Mum? We're gonna be late.

The school's two streets over.
Do you remember the way?

- Look after your sister.
- I don't need looking after.

Shut up. I'll look after you.

I'll call you later, OK?

I love you both. Are you all right?

Go on. Have a good day.

Come on, then, what are you
going to do about this?

I'm sure we can sort this out
like adults.

Let's just let the insurance people
handle it.

Or if you prefer, we could talk about

- the Section 5 Public Order Offence.
- You what?

Use of threatening or abusive words
or behaviour

to a serving police officer.
It's up to you.

Let's let the insurance people
handle it.

That's what I thought.

If you'll excuse me.

- Get out my way!
- Look, love, I told you...

- Sorry, Miss, you can't...
- It's OK, I'm job.

- Oh, my God.
- Excuse me.

Oh.

Do you know who that is?

It's our Saif.

It's my son.

Oh.

Oh!

Can we just...
I'm sorry, what's your name?

- Mariam. Mariam Rahman.
- Mariam, I'm Jenn.

Can we just step away,
find somewhere quiet?

DS Townsend?

DI Manning, I was on my way to meet you.

Look...

- Go. Go.
- Mariam!

- Where are we?
- In the office up there.

Up there.

- Mariam, listen to me, please.
- I just want to see him.

- I just want to be with him.
- I know, I know you do,

I know you do. Honestly.
I'm sorry, but you can't.

Not now. Not like this.

Boss?

There was no phone on the body,
but there was this.

So that's our new FLO? What's she like?

We'll soon find out.

- Will you just stay with her a sec?
- Yeah, of course.

I'll be right back.

Here y'are, love. Have some tea.

DI Manning.

I'm with the victim's mother,
she's in a bad way.

I'd like to take her home,
but my car's a write off.

It's a long story,
there was an accident.

Actually, it's not a very long story,

but I'd like to take her home,
if that's OK.

- I just... I need some transport.
- I've got my car.

OK, Karen, you're with DS Townsend.

I'm assigning you both to the family.

What are we looking at here? Half of
CID doesn't show up for a drowning.

Well, we'll know more
after the post-mortem,

but it looks like he's taken a beating.

The sea can do a lot of damage
to a body,

but, er, let's say, not like this.

OK.

I'm Jenn, by the way. Jenn Townsend.
I'm the new FLO.

Yeah, I know. I'm Karen.

It's not true, is it?
What they're saying?

Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi raji'un.

Thanks for bringing her home.
We'll take it from here.

Oh, I'm afraid
that isn't going to be possible.

- We do have some questions.
- Where's Adnan?

He's not here yet, Baji.

If we could just go inside.

This is private. We're grieving.

Shazia, it's OK.

Call Adnan.

Maybe today he'll find a way
to put us first.

I'll try him again.

- Do you mind if we sit?
- Yeah.

Thank you.

So, I'm Jenn.
Detective Sergeant Jenn Townsend.

And this is my colleague, Karen.

DS Karen Hobson.

We're going to be
your family liaison officers.

We know this is a terrible time,

but the first 24 hours
are absolutely crucial,

so we are going to need your help.

- What can we do?
- We just need some information

so we can start to build a picture
of what's happened.

- What do you need to know?
- Well, everything really.

We need to know who's who in the family

and everything there is to know
about Saif.

There are three boys, is that right?

Saif's the middle one.
His, er, his big brother's Adnan.

And then there's Jamal.
He's the youngest.

He's at school, he's in sixth form.

- How am I going to tell him?
- Oh, we can help with that.

Erm, which school does he go to?

Erm, Sandylands.

- Sandylands High School.
- Yeah.

Right, everyone. Exercise books out.

- Hey.
- What?

No, just hey.

Stop acting like we're mates.
We're not mates, all right?

I was just...

Miss Danes, could I have a word
with Jamal please?

Yeah, of course.

Could you... could you
come outside for a minute, please?

Will you tell us about Saif?

He was, erm, well, he was a good boy.

I mean, I... I know that sounds daft.

But he was.
You couldn't ask for a better son.

You must've been very proud of him.

Yeah. Yeah, course.

- When did you last see him?
- Look, Karen, can we just...?

Yesterday.

- Last night. After work.
- Where did he work?

Lewison's.
Haulage company in Half Moon Bay.

He drives a forklift truck.
He came home around six as usual.

He still lived at home?

With me and Jamal.

Adnan's got a place of his own,
but Saif...

...well, he liked his home comforts.

And how did he seem?
What kind of spirits was he in?

He was fine.

He was just... normal.

He had his dinner and then he went
to the gym to... to train.

- It was just an ordinary day.
- What gym?

Bay Sports. West End.

He was training,
he had a fight coming up.

- And he didn't come back last night?
- No.

But that's not unusual.

He... he sometimes stayed out
with mates... or whatever.

Did he have a girlfriend?

He was sneaking someone
in and out the house.

He thought I didn't know.

He was a popular lad, Saif.

How did he die?

Cos you haven't said.

We're sat here talking

and you still haven't told us
what actually...

It's... it's, erm... too soon to say.

Until there's a post-mortem, we...

So you don't know? Did he drown?

Just tell me, was it an accident?

No, we don't think so.

Oh, Jamal!

- Molly.
- All right?

What's the story with Jamal?

- Eh?
- You've not heard?

The... the police came. The police
came and took him out of class.

'I'm sorry, but the person
you've called is not available.

'Please leave your message
after the tone.'

- What about this one?
- Will we get it back?

Oh, of course, yeah. We'll make copies

and we'll get the originals back to you.

Bloody hell, Uncle Kareem,
where's the fire?

Adnan.

Hi, Adnan.

Who are you?

- What's going on?
- It's all right, mate.

- It's all right.
- Course it's not all right.

- I didn't mean it like that.
- Then what did you mean?

Will somebody just tell me
what's going on?

My name's Jenn. I'm a police officer.

- Would you sit down, please?
- I'm not fucking sitting down.

What's happened? What's going on?!

And there I was thinking
I was in for a quiet life here.

Thanks for your help in there.

I have a tendency
to go all around the houses,

so it was good to have you
to get straight to the point.

- Yeah, yeah. No worries.
- Only, I do think it's important

to build a rapport with the family.
Find common ground before...

Yeah, we need the information, though.

Oh, no, no, yeah.
I mean, that's what I'm saying so...

thanks.

Sorry this has all landed on you,
your first day.

Obviously, this isn't
the way I wanted it to go.

No, no, hit the ground running,
that's what I say.

It's better than sitting
in the office twiddling my thumbs.

- Sorry, I'm babbling.
- No, you're fine.

Listen, I've spoken to uniform,
they've had your car towed.

You can borrow one from
the motor pool until you get sorted.

That's great. Thanks.

Well, I'll leave you to get settled in.

Anything you need, just shout.

Thank you.

This is you.

Oh, shit.
Sorry, they should've cleared that.

- Where is she now?
- Lisa?

Er, she's working with the NCA.
Yeah, out of London.

Kids were growing up, moving on.

She decided it was time
for a change, new start.

I know the feeling. Good for her.

Mm. Yeah, she was shit hot, was Lisa.

No pressure, then.

- No, I didn't mean...
- It's all right.

Oh.

DS Townsend?

Anoushka Shah. We had an appointment...

an hour ago.

Oh, my God, I'm so sorry. It's...
it's been a bit of a mad one.

No, I understand that, but, er...

Oh, can you, er, just give me a sec?

Boss? Sorry, erm...

is there any chance that I could
duck out of this appointment,

only I've got a ton of stuff
to be getting on with...

All FLOs have to have regular
counselling sessions, Jenn.

- New policy.
- No, I know.

So... what's the problem?

No. No problem.

So, I've been looking at your file.
It's very impressive.

Thank you.

You were clearly on the fast track
for promotion back in Manchester.

- So what brings you here?
- Personal reasons. Family stuff.

Then this opportunity came up, so...

You had a leave of absence
a couple of years ago.

- Can you tell me what that was about?
- Well, I expect you already know.

I expect it's all in there.

- Sorry, that was...
- It's OK.

It's just the last thing
I want to do is rake all that up.

- And it's all sorted now, anyway.
- What is?

Do you mind if we don't?

Jenn, this is why I'm here.

I know.

I've only just arrived, I've only
just got my feet under the table.

I've only just found the table
and I'm already fucking it up.

Why do you feel like that?

First day nerves.

It's a close-knit team here.
It's gonna take some time.

Well, look, obviously I can't force
you to engage with this process.

I am engaging. I'm not trying
to be obstructive, I'm just...

Thing is, Jenn, I've worked with
a lot of FLOs over the years,

I've seen what happens. They burn out.

They get saturated with grief.

I'm fine. Honestly.

I just want to get on with the job.

Well, we'll put another appointment
in the diary.

But, in the meantime,
if you need anything,

if you ever want to talk,
you know how to find me.

Right, I'd like to welcome a new member

to the Major Investigations Unit,
DS Jenn Townsend,

who's joining us from Manchester.

Jenn's gonna be taking the lead
as FLO on this one,

working closely with Karen.

Well, no time like the present, Jenn.

Erm...

Saif Rahman was the middle one
of three boys. He was 19.

Older brother's, Adnan. He's 22.

He works on a market stall in town.

Younger brother's Jamal.
He's in sixth form.

Mum is Mariam. She runs a
small restaurant on the promenade.

The family's originally from Bradford.

The dad died seven years ago.

There's also Mariam's sister,
Shazia, and her husband, Kareem.

They live just across the street.
But Mariam is our SPOC.

She said that she last saw Saif
yesterday.

He went to work as usual,
the dayshift at Lewison's,

a haulage company in Half Moon Bay.

It's the same place
that his uncle Kareem works.

She said that he was there
from half nine till half five,

then he came home for a quick bite,
then on to the gym

for a regular training session,
seven till nine.

After that, nothing.
Erm, he didn't come home last night.

Though they said that isn't unusual
which is why they didn't report it.

Yeah, sounded like Saif
was a bit of a lad.

Yeah, they were keen to stress
that he's a good boy.

You know, dedicated son,
devoted to his mum.

I did pick up on some tension
in the family, though,

especially around the older brother.

- Adnan?
- Yeah.

Well, there's a reason
for that. He's on the books.

He had run-ins with, er, colleagues.
Bradford few years back.

Minor stuff like vandalism
or petty theft.

- He got away with a caution, though.
- Not exactly a good Muslim boy.

We could be looking at
a race hate crime here

so you might want to keep
your wisecracks to yourself.

There have been tensions
in the area, historically.

I've been reading up on it.

OK, talk to the family,
see if there's any history there.

And while you're at it, check
where Adnan Rahman was last night.

Check the whereabouts
of all family members.

Thanks, Jenn.

Coastguard's working on a computer model

which should narrow down
possible locations

the body went into the water.

We'll know more after the post-mortem,

but it looks like Saif Rahman
suffered a beating

with a blunt instrument.

I don't know, a baseball bat,
something like that.

Now, he was a promising
young boxer, this lad.

He knew how to handle himself,

so it looks like whoever did this
came prepared.

Our main priority
is to identify the crime scene.

We haven't found his phone
so I've asked Eddie to see

if he can cell site him,
track his movements.

We'll also need to talk
to all his known associates.

Clarkie, you're with me,
we'll follow up at the boxing club.

- Boss.
- All right?

Let's go.

- I see we've got the PC brigade in.
- Buck up, Clarkie.

- Hi, we're here to see Mariam.
- Sorry, who are you?

Oh, I'm Ray. Ray Conlon.

Mariam's partner.

You didn't mention you had a boyfriend.

He's not. I don't call him that.

"Boyfriend".

It sounds weird.

Sorry... Widow's guilt.

It's OK.

Have you been together long?

18 months, something like that.

And what do the boys think about that?

Having a new man about the place?

It was strange at first,
but they came round.

They're fine now, they like him.

Is this what you wanted
to talk to me about?

- No, no, I'm just...
- Because he wasn't even in the country,

if that's what you're getting at.

He drives a lorry,
he's just back from Stuttgart.

You do understand, Mariam,
I have to ask these questions.

How long have you lived in Morecambe?

Er, about six years.

And why did you move?

I just wanted a fresh start.

And Shazia and Kareem were already
here because of Kareem's job,

so there was family.

Just made sense.

And you never had any problems?

Being new in town, being outsiders?

- You mean racism?
- Mmm.

Er, there was some school stuff,

the odd shitty customer
in the restaurant.

But on the whole, no.

No, we've... we've been happy here.

We've always felt part of the community.

I hate to bring this up, Mariam,

but we understand Adnan had
a few run-ins with the police,

back in Bradford.

It's all on file.
Arrests for shoplifting, vandalism.

Adnan did go off the rails a bit.

Around the time his dad died.

That's why I moved us here.

I thought a small town would
keep them all out of trouble.

Why are you asking about that? Hmm?

What's that got to do with anything?

It's got nothing to do with Saif,
has it?

It's got fuck all to do with fuck all!

Adnan...

Look, I know you're probably not
a big fan of the police,

but we do have a job to do.

I'm sure you understand that
after what's happened to Saif.

So can I just ask,
where were you last night?

- What? Why?!
- We're checking...

- Are you trying to say...
- I'm not trying to say anything.

Adnan!

I just need to know where you were.

I were at the snooker hall, wasn't I?

OK. And where's that?

Hayes Snooker Hall. In town.

I were there all night.

OK, great. Thank you, Adnan.

Are you all right?

Yeah, of course.

Erm, I'm going to call the station,
get them to check Adnan's story.

Will you speak to Jamal?
We need to know his movements, too.

Yeah.

'Hey.'

Hey.

Listen, I've got to be quick
cos I'm at work,

but I just wanted to check
and see how you're doing.

You're not seeing stars or anything,
are you?

No, no, it's fine. Everything's fine.

'What about you? What are you up to?'

Oh, you know, the usual. Catching
bad guys, knocking heads together.

'What time are you going to be back?

'What are we doing about tea?'

Mum?

Yeah, sorry, love, but I've gotta go.

I'll talk to you later. Love you.

Yeah, love you, too.

You can't be on your phone
at school, Conor.

Sorry, Mr Fischer.

Excuse me, hi. Hi, can I help you?

- No, no, it's...
- Hey, wait a minute!

Are you a friend of the family?

Are you a friend of Saif's?

He was my boyfriend.

Shall I go and tell Mariam
that you're here?

No.

No, I don't even know her.
I've never even met her.

- I'm sure she wouldn't mind.
- No.

I can't. I can't go in there.

OK.

Can I take you home?

Oh, my God... Love.

School called, we've been climbing
the walls.

Mum!

I know, love. I know. I know.

Hi, I'm Jenn. I'm a police officer.

I'm working with the Rahman family.
You've heard what's happened?

Emma?

Erm, it's the police.

This is my husband, Mike,
and our son, Kyle.

Can I come in, have a word?

Had you been going out long,
you and Saif?

It must have been, what,
six months, something like that?

Something like that, yeah.

Did you know him well?

No, not really, but it's still a shock.

Yeah, of course.

Young lad like that. Life cut short.

What about you, Kyle? Did you know him?

Yeah. Yeah, of course.

We were mates. He was great, was Saif.

What about your feet?
What about your feet?

Yeah, lay into it. Lay into it.

I wasn't going to open up at all,
you know, but some of the lads,

they wanted to get it
out their system, you know.

Hey, hey, hey! Focus!

This way.

That's it. Back into it.
Lay in, lay in. In!

That's it, watch your right.

How long had you known him?

Since he was a lad.

He started training here when he was
13, maybe 14, I don't know.

- Was he any good?
- Yeah, he was a natural.

Yeah, a lot of the kids here,
they've got the energy, you know,

they've got the...
they've got the aggression,

no question about that.

But Saif, he, er,
he had the discipline too.

He was the real deal.

He had a bright future ahead of him.

Just about to turn pro.
Big bout in Salford in three weeks.

And now...

Did he ever take the violence
outside the ring?

He was a good lad. Clean living.

Is there anyone who might've had
a grudge against him?

No, not that I know of, no.

I mean, a fighter like that, he's...

You know, he's making a name
for himself, so he's gonna...

he's gonna get young scrotes
trying it on, you know,

but, well, Saif had his head screwed on.

He was, er, he knew
what was what, you know.

He didn't get into any trouble, no.

When did you last see him?

I saw him last night.

He was here as usual.

He never, never missed
a training session.

How was he?

- Last night?
- Hmm.

Yeah, he was good.

He was, you know, he was up for it.

He was... he was
getting ready for Salford.

He was going to put this place
on the map, you know. And, er...

Christ knows what's going to happen now.

Sorry? How do you mean?

Well, you know what it's like
round here.

It's hand to mouth at the best of times.

Lockdowns, they,
they nearly killed us, you know.

We're just, er,
just managing to stay afloat.

And if Saif had won at Salford,
that would have changed everything.

Really, that would have, er,
I mean, you're talking profile,

publicity, you know, sponsorship,
all of that.

That would, er...

Yeah.

I mean, it wasn't just his future.

It was... it was all of us.
It was... it was them.

Keep working, Jack! Jack...

Keep going! I want 30 seconds.

_

Jamal?

- Salaam.
- Salaam.

Have you eaten?

You have to eat.

Is there anything else I can do?

I've stopped asking anything of you,
Adnan.

So just... be here for Saif.

Jamal...

Mum? Er, Ritchie's here.
From the boxing club.

Oh, Ritchie.

He thought the world of you,
you know that?

I know.

What will I do without him?

Molly, was there anyone
who might've wanted to hurt Saif?

I don't know if I should say.

Love, if you know something...

You can tell me, Molly. Honestly.

Last week, last weekend...

...Saif got into a fight
with a bunch of lads.

Where was this?

Outside a club in town.

That new place, Level.

- What happened?
- There were these lads.

They were being shitty with Saif.

It happens sometimes,
people trying their luck.

Usually he just shrugs it off,
but this time, they...

they started hassling me too.

Calling me stuff.

Saif has a...

He had...

...a temper.

He kept a handle on it
most of the time, but sometimes...

Anyway, this time, he lost it.

There was a fight.

They pissed off, but...

...they were shouting stuff.

Like what? What did they say, Molly?

They said...

..."You're fucking dead.

"You're a fucking dead man".

Could you identify them?

If you saw them again?

I don't know.

I think so.

That's good. Thank you, Molly.

Really good.

Sorry, mate. We're not open yet.

Police. Can I talk to your manager?

- Hey.
- Hey. Sorry that took so long.

- How's it going?
- Fine.

Yeah, I talked to Jamal.
He was home all night, studying.

- Mum vouches for him.
- OK.

Open the door, will ya?

Mariam, love.

Can you step back please, Ray?

I think she's fallen or something.

- Mariam? Mariam, it's Jenn.
- _

- Mariam, can you hear me?
- _

Listen, Mariam, we're going to try
and push the door, OK?

You're OK.

We've got this, Ray. Thanks.

She'll be all right.

Mariam? Mariam, did you hit your head?

Look at me, Mariam.

Did you take something
you shouldn't have?

No.

No, I've just had a bit too much
to drink, that's all.

Who can blame me?

No-one's judging you, Mariam.

Oh, you're kidding me.

Have you no shame?

Today of all days.

There's a house full of people
downstairs grieving your son,

and you're up here like this.

I don't want them, Shazia.

I want him.

Well you're no good
to him in this state, are you?

You can't even pray for him.

Shazia, take Jamal downstairs, please.

Oh, Jamal.

Come on...

You always think,
what's the worst that could happen?

Well, now it has.

- Can I ask you something?
- Of course.

Did he suffer?

Cos I saw the state he was in. So...

Did he suffer?

I don't know.

I'll see what I can find out.

Uniform's still looking
into Adnan's alibi,

but we've come up trumps
at the nightclub.

Yeah, erm...

This is from Saturday night.

- Saif.
- There's Molly.

We don't get a good look at these three.

But check this one out.

Jordan Rooney. Small-time dealer.

Just done 18 months, Lancaster Farms.

Any history of violence?

Yeah. Last stretch
was for violent disorder.

He's a right little shit.

Do we have him housed?

Address in town.

- Flats on Eldridge Street.
- Get a team.

- Get down there.
- Boss.

Hey, do you mind if I tag along?

No thanks. You just stick to tea
and sympathy.

We'll kick the doors in.

- Is he always such a prick?
- Yeah, pretty much.

You got him on a good day, if anything.

Who's got the key?

Police!

Police!

Stay where you are!

- Clear!
- Clear!

Clear!

Get off me! Get off me! Fucking hell!

Look at my trainers!

Look at my fucking trainers!

Jordan Rooney, I'm arresting you
on suspicion of murder.

What the fuck?!
I ain't done nothing! I haven't!

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

Clarkie. Clarkie!

- It's my house!
- Oh, no! It's my house actually.

Oh, what? "Living in my house,
live by my rules, is that it?"

Why can't you just make an effort?

- Right, well, he's asking for it.
- That is out of order.

I hate this place!
I wish you never brought us here.

- Apologise? For what?
- Erin...

I didn't even do anything!

Can you move?

- Excuse me, where are you going?
- Mum's!

Sorry, love.

How was your day?

Well... it started with a car crash,

and pretty much went downhill
from there.

Yeah, I heard about that.

I'm sorry to hear it.

But hey, it's over now, innit?

Welcome home.