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No, I know, but I've got to finish these statements.

Can we take a rain check?

I never know what that means. Gonna have to check if it's raining?

I mean, it's always raining, it's Morecambe.

'I'll make it up to you.'

I'll make a reservation for another night. Sorry.

'No, it's all right, don't worry about it.'

Cheers, love. You're not pissed off with me, are you?

Oh, I'm furious. I'm right cheesed off.

I'll call you back, something's come up.

I know, I'm not staying.

I just wanted to make sure that you did not starve to death.

How did you even get in? Honestly, the security around here!

Well, I used to teach the lad on the door. Barry Grimes.

Thick as two short planks, bless him.

Now... do you want this, or what?

Yeah.

'What time do you think you'll be home?'

Oh, I won't be too long, love. I'm just finishing up.

Yeah, well, I'm on earlies tomorrow,

so don't wake us up when you get in.

Hang on, I thought you lot were out tonight?

Haven't you got a thing?

I told you, Amy's not well! Don't you ever listen?

Oh, where's that bastard invoice?!

- What the... - 'What is it?'

I don't know.

- There's somebody in the back garden. - You what?

- Shut up a minute. - 'Beth!'

- What's going on? - Check on the others, will you?

- Where's Izzy? - I don't know.

- Where the hell is she? - Mum?

- Beth?! - 'Mum.'

It's OK, Amy. Don't worry.

- I'm on my way, I'm coming home. - No, it's OK.

'I think they've gone.'

I saw somebody climbing over the fence.

'I'm just gonna check.'

- Oh, my God! - 'What is it?'

Oh, my God, Matt!

- 'Beth!' - Get everybody out!

- Beth! - Now!

- You're shitting me! - No.

- Busta Rhymes? - Busta Rhymes.

Busta Rhymes lived in Morecambe?

Yeah, and he got nicked for stealing a pair of trainers

from one of the shops on the prom.

- You are so full of shit! - I'm not, you look it up.

Yeah, I will as soon as I've finished!

Fine!

I'll, er... I'll leave you to it, OK?

Oh, no, just give me a minute. I'm nearly done, I'll come with you.

Is someone gonna get that?

DS Townsend.

Where is this?

OK, I'll be there as soon as I can.

I know, I get it. See you.

Watch your step, Amy.

- What about our Izzy? - What? She must be out somewhere.

Where's Mum?

Mum!

Jack-Jack? Come on, buddy.

Jack...?

Mum, please!

Jack-Jack? Where are you?

Jack-Jack!

Jack-Jack, where are you?

Jack-Jack!

- Mum, for God's sake! - Jack-Jack!

- Jack-Jack? - Get out now!

Mum! Mum, get out!

Hurry up, Mum! Get my mum out!

Hurry up, hurry up!

My mum's inside, my mum's inside!

- Mum's inside! - Hey! Stop right there!

My wife's in there!

Stay there! We're coming to get you.

- Beth! - Dean!

- Eddie, keep these people back. - Yeah.

Sorry, guys, would you mind stepping back, please?

We're gonna get this taped off.

- Who's in charge here? - Watch Manager.

- Steve? What's the story? - Sorry, Tony, can you stay back?

We need to make it safe. We're trying to work here.

Yeah, you and me both, mate.

Look, it's your scene, just give us a heads-up,

what we looking at?

It's too soon to say for sure, but the caller reported an intruder.

It looks deliberate.

Now, if you'll excuse me... Oi, Kev!

Guys, come over here. This way...

Excuse me. Get out the way!

Izzy? Izzy! Izzy, Izzy, Izzy!

It's Mum, she was in there.

Mr...?

Metcalf.

Dean Metcalf.

I'm Jenn, DS Jenn Townsend.

Can I ask you to move back a bit?

No, I'm not leaving her.

- There's nothing you can do. - I'm not leaving her.

Is that your family?

Yeah.

Yeah.

- Where were you? - Matt...

- Where the fuck were you?! - I was at work.

Well, you should've been here! Should have fucking been here!

They say it'll take a while to recover the body.

Where are you at with the family?

I've got them a B&B sorted for now.

Can we get them an armed guard in case...

Yeah, I've already put in the call.

Jenn, make sure nobody knows where they are.

I knew something like this was going to happen.

- I bloody knew it! - Well, why do you say that?

Little shits round here, setting off fireworks, setting fire to bins.

They burnt the bus shelter last month.

- Who did? - Oh, I don't know.

I keep myself to myself, I stay away from them.

Come on, there's plenty of room at ours. We'll get you sorted.

Thanks, thanks, Anne.

Oh, that's very generous of you, but we can take it from here.

- It's no trouble. - Honestly, it's fine.

The kids have known her for years.

Until we get a clearer picture of what's happened here,

we don't want to put anyone else at risk.

We can't rule out the possibility that this was a deliberate attack.

Mum said there was someone in the garden.

We'll look into that, but

right now, we need to get you somewhere safe.

OK? We're getting a place sorted and there's transport ready.

- Oh, excuse me, erm... - Izzy.

Izzy, I'm sorry, we're gonna need to take your phone.

We're actually gonna need to take all your phones.

- You're not having my phone! - Izzy, do as she says.

We're gonna need yours, too.

It's just routine to see if there's anything on there that can help us.

We'll get it back to you as soon as possible.

Is there, erm... anyone we can call?

Anyone that should know?

God, Beth's mum and dad, what am I gonna tell them?

- We can handle that for you. - Dean?

- Mal. - My God, mate.

Where's Beth?

- What time did you get in? - Ugh, don't ask.

Was it a rough one?

Four kids. Lost their mum.

Oh, love. Come 'ere.

Mum?

Can you sign my planner?

Oh, yeah, and I need to pay for that thing at the Dukes.

Can you do a transfer to my account?

Oh, yeah, can you do me an' all?

'Ey, give over, I've just topped yours up.

Hm, worth a shot!

Mum, my planner!

Are you OK, Mum?

Yeah, course! I'm always OK.

I talked to the fire investigator this morning.

The seat of the fire was in the kitchen at the back of the house.

The source hasn't been identified yet,

but we know this was deliberate.

And a body has now been recovered.

It'll need to be formally identified from dental records.

There's no way the family can see her.

The victim has been named as Beth Metcalf.

This is now a murder investigation.

The problem is so much of the evidence has already been destroyed.

Thanks to fucking Trumpton.

They're just doing their job, Clarkie.

So, the question is, was this family deliberately targeted?

If so, who by and why?

Or, was it a case of mistaken identity,

did they get the wrong house?

Or it could just be random.

Neighbours said there's a history of arson in the area.

Kids setting fires to bins or bus shelters.

Big difference between that and setting fire to a house...

Hm. Jenn?

We'll check in with the family straight after this.

I'll sound out Dean Metcalf, that's Beth's husband,

to see if he can think of any reason

why the family might've been targeted.

I've talked to the Criminal Justice Protection Unit

and I've set up an emergency strategy meeting

with the MASH team later today.

Local police have informed the extended family.

Beth's parents live over in Barrow, one-bed flat,

they can't take the family in. So rehousing is a priority.

She has a brother, Alex, but the family's lost touch.

The parents confirmed they haven't heard from him in over ten years.

OK, give the details to Eddie. Let's see what we can find out.

Cheers, Jenn. Eddie's also going through the CCTV.

Er, Clarkie, I want you to look into this history of arson in the area.

Uniform are doing house-to-house, liaise with them.

They've lost everything, don't even have a change of clothes.

- RINGS - I'll call social...

Shit, sorry.

Er, sorry, I thought it was on silent. Erm...

I think we're done here. You've got your actions. Off you go.

No, it's fine. You can call me any time.

Nice to hear your voice.

Sorry, let me just... Erm...

- Are you coming? - Yeah.

Erm, we'll need to stop at the shops on the way.

Mm-hm.

- Hey... - Come on.

- Hi. - Sarge.

Thanks for taking them in so last minute.

How have they been?

Could hear them crying half the night.

God love 'em. It would break your heart.

I'll leave you to it, shall I?

Hey.

Erm, we picked up a few bits and pieces to tide you over.

And I got some Calpol for Amy

if she's still feeling under the weather.

Thanks. Thank you.

Are you OK to answer some questions?

You're in the building trade, is that right?

I've got my own business.

We do, er, groundworks, foundations, site clearance, that sort of thing.

How many people do you employ?

Well, just the one full time. Mal. Mal Haworth.

He was there last night?

Yeah, he lives just around the corner.

Well, apart from him, we just hire people in, as and when.

Has there ever been any trouble, with staff, or clients?

No, not really. We pride ourselves on doing a good job.

What about Beth? What did she do?

She worked in a care home.

Oak Grove. It's... it's down by Happy Mount Park.

And again, were there ever any issues?

No, everybody loved her.

She spent her life looking after other people.

- It's... it's who she was. A carer. - What about the kids?

- Have they ever been in any trouble? - No.

Not as far as I know. I mean...

Beth did most of that stuff.

The, er... the family stuff. School and that.

We will need to talk to the kids as well.

There'll be a team of people, specialists,

to help them through this.

When do we get her back?

I mean, her body? Cos we'll have stuff to organise.

The-the funeral, and...?

We'll look into that for you.

Realistically, it might... take some time.

Dean, have you any idea who might've done this?

No.

No. I mean, we're just an ordinary family.

It's not like we have enemies. Who has enemies?!

I can't get my head around it.

They weren't even supposed to be in last night,

they were supposed to be going out. Burger and a movie.

But with Amy not feeling well, they didn't go in the end.

But that was the plan.

Weren't supposed to be there.

None of them.

A-hem!

Sorry, don't mind me!

I'll, erm, I'll see you later, yeah?

Yeah. Erm, see you later.

- Look at you two, all loved up, eh? - Shut up!

- No, it's quite sweet actually. - I said shut up!

- You're just jealous, is all. - Oh, yeah. Here we go.

Just cos I've got a boyfriend and you haven't.

Shows what you know.

- Oh, yeah? Come on, then! Who is it? - Well, you don't know him.

Goes to a different school, does he?

- Oh, shut up! - Wait!

- Are you OK? - I'm fine.

- You don't have to... - What?

..hide it. All right?

Not from me.

I don't know what to say to Amy.

She keeps on asking when Mum's coming home.

I know. I'm sorry. I'll talk to her.

You, er...

manage to get any sleep last night?

A bit. Not much.

Why is he still here?

Why is this happening?

Who would do this?

- I don't know. - It's not fair.

No, it's not.

Ah, come 'ere. Come ere.

Say that again. Go on. Say that again.

- The fuck are you looking at? - Nothing.

How long do we have to stay here?

Hopefully not too long.

We'll have to find you somewhere else in the longer term.

We did speak to your grandparents, but...

- No. No, they don't have the space. - No.

I will be talking to the housing agency later.

They should be able to help.

It's just... I'm, I'm supposed to be leaving.

I'm supposed to be going to university.

Well, I'm sure they'll understand if you're a bit late.

I can talk to them if you like?

No, it's OK, I'll do it.

The most important thing is that you don't make any hasty decisions.

Not right now.

Why is there an armed guard?

Jonas couldn't sleep.

He kept asking why has that man got a gun.

- It's for your own protection. - Who from, though?

It's just standard procedure until we work out what's happened.

But in the meantime,

we're doing everything we can to keep you all safe.

Matt, can you think of anyone who might have done this?

No. No, it doesn't make any sense.

I'm getting out of here.

- Where are you going? - Out!

- What do you mean, out? Out where? - You can't.

- You what? Why not? - Izzy!

What, so we're prisoners now, is that it?

- We haven't done anything. - No-one's saying that...

- Who put you in charge? - I'm not, I'm just trying to help!

Well, I want to see my friends and I want to see my boyfriend!

- Ex-boyfriend. - That's enough! Jesus Christ!

What do you think this is?

There's not much, I'm afraid.

It's OK. Family will be glad to have it.

- SIGHS - Oh.

I can't believe it.

She was just here yesterday, she was on duty.

- How was she? - God...

Oh, God, oh, God...

- You all right, Ron? - Have you seen her?

- Seen who, love? - Fiona.

Have you seen her?

Sorry, no. Is that your wife?

- Don't be stupid! - Sorry.

Where is she?

OK, well, let's just have a look for her, shall we?

- Sorry about this. - No, no, it's...

It's fine, don't worry.

Is there anything I can do to help?

Ah! Here she is! Panic over.

Aw!

- Sorry about that. It's all go here. - No, no, it's fine.

You were telling me about Beth.

Yeah.

She was all right. She was a bit tired, maybe, but then we all are.

But then, she had been taking on a lot of extra shifts, so...

- Why was that? - I don't know.

She didn't talk about it.

But she was working all the hours God sends.

He often lose it like that? Your dad?

Sometimes.

I mean, I get it, under the circumstances.

- He ever lose it with your mum? - Why are you asking that?

- Nah, I was just... - What are you trying to say?

I'm not trying to say anything.

Yeah, they had rows sometimes. So what? Doesn't everybody?

- What's that got to do with anything? - No, of course. You're right.

Fucking hell, ever heard of conserving evidence?

Ever heard of staying out the way?

Don't you have a calendar to pose for, or something?

Mind!

- Back up, give us some space, will you? - What is it?

- I said back up, please, mate. - I'm Murder Squad,

I've every right to be here. What is it? What've you found?

Ammunition. Shotgun cartridges.

Mind if I join you?

I could get used to this view.

Yeah. It's nice.

Have you eaten?

- No. - When did you last eat?

- Er... I can't remember. - You need to eat something.

I'm not hungry.

- Dean... - Honestly, it's fine.

You don't have to do this on your own, you know?

Well, I'm not on my own. I've got four kids, or hadn't you noticed?

- Sorry. - It's OK.

I just mean if you need help, we can arrange that.

- What kind of help? - Someone to talk to.

- What, like therapy? - Counselling.

Grief counselling. They can help people

who've been through traumatic experiences like you.

No.

Not talking to a stranger about my feelings.

I mean, what good is that going to do?

It's not gonna bring her back, it's not gonna help those kids.

I know you're only doing your job and I know you're trying to help,

but I don't need your help. I'm fine.

Lunch is ready.

We'll save you some.

Hey... can I ask you something?

You mentioned your boyfriend. Well, ex-boyfriend, Jonas said.

Well, Jonas doesn't know what he's on about, does he?

So, you're still together?

Do you want me to talk to him? Get a message to him?

- Would you? - Yeah, of course. What's his name?

Lad called Brandon Powell. Can you check him out?

- Yep, will do. - 'Cheers, Eddie.'

- Oh, anything on Beth's brother? - 'He doesn't have a police record, '

but I'll look at the other databases.

I'm gonna need a Schedule One PACE Authority,

which I'm chasing up now.

- All right, keep me posted. - Yeah.

- No sign of the gun itself? - No, none.

OK.

Boss?

'Hey, er, we've found something at the house.'

We need to talk to Dean.

My wife's been killed.

My wife's been killed,

and you're acting like it's me that's done something wrong.

- That's not what's happening. - Oh, that's exactly what's happening.

Why aren't you out there trying to find who did this

instead of dragging ME in? My kids have lost their mum.

Let's just focus on the gun, shall we?

It's legal, it's all above board, I have a licence. You can check.

We have checked.

And you do have a licence, but by the terms of that licence,

the gun's meant to be kept locked away

in a secure gun cabinet at your home address.

So where is it?

- It's at work. - Why?

Because the business has been robbed,

like, five times in the last 18 months.

I reported it the first couple of times, but the police did nothing.

You lot, you did nothing.

So I had to do something myself, didn't I?

To scare off the little scrotes that kept robbing the place.

I wasn't gonna use it, was I?

Well, could these same little scrotes have targeted your house?

- Do you know who they are? - No, could be anybody.

Do you have security cameras? CCTV?

That was the first thing they nicked.

- What do you reckon? - He's got a point.

Those robberies, we would have been all over it.

Now you're lucky if anybody turns up.

- Yeah, I know... - You don't know the half of it, Jenn.

And there's more coming. Cutbacks.

Except they don't call it that, they call it "efficiencies".

So what are we gonna do? About him?

Well, he's broken the terms of his licence.

The gun'll have to be seized.

And?

The kids have already lost their mum.

No further action.

Eddie? History of break-ins at Dean's place

over the last 18 months. See what you can find out.

Boss.

- How are you getting on otherwise? - Good.

Yeah. Dean's mobile records shows

that he was on the phone to Beth between 9:42 and 9:46.

And she phoned the emergency services directly after.

A neighbour reported hearing a car speeding away just about that time.

We're going through CCTV, but the roads were busy.

The Shrimps were playing, so we're gonna have to

eliminate cars one by one, it's gonna take a little while.

OK, keep at it. Anything else?

Just that the neighbours were right,

there have been fires in the area,

kids mucking about, nobody's been charged.

There's also a halfway house for ex-cons not far from the Metcalfs',

backs onto the same alley.

If this was mistaken identity, that could have been the target.

Get a list of residents. Find out who's in there.

Boss.

Hey...

it's OK, kid.

Hey?

Can we go home now?

Not yet, love.

Are you feeling better?

I miss Mum.

I know.

When's she coming back?

No, no. I've told you I'll be there. I promise.

Eight o'clock on the dot.

Boss? Oh, sorry. Just been, I've been looking...

Look, look... Can you just... give us a minute, Ed. Yeah?

No, you're all right.

It can wait.

Just leave me alone!

Jonas? Are you OK?

Come with me.

OK.

Do you want to talk about it? Fair enough.

Hmm...

Oh!

- That was rubbish. - Oof!

That's fighting talk.

Go on, then, let's see what you can do.

Not bad.

It's OK to be upset, Jonas.

It's OK to be hurt.

After what's happened.

Ed? What can I do for you?

Oh... yeah, I've been looking into those robberies.

Er, there's not much on the books. Nobody was ever caught.

But one thing did come up.

Dean Metcalf's colleague Mal Haworth.

He did time a while back. Er, violent disorder.

Sounds like he has a temper.

Uniform places him at the scene last night.

Bring him in.

Mal Haworth?

Can you come with me, please?

Let me get my keys.

What is it? What's going on?

It's the, er... it's the police.

- They want me to go with them. - Are you kidding me?

- What's this all about? - Shaz...

- We, we just want to talk to him. - Yeah, what about?

- Sorry, you are...? - I'm his wife.

- What do you want to talk to him for? - Sharon...

We're investigating the house fire down the road.

- What's that got to do with us? - Shaz!

No! No, I'm sorry. It's not right.

He's a good man. Just 'cos he's done time,

you think you can drag him in any time you bloody well please?

It's all right, love. Look, he's just doing his job.

Look, I'm happy to help.

How are the kids?

- Are they all right? - They're being looked after.

- Can I get you anything, love? - No. I just... need some air.

They've lost their mum, their dad can't cope

and there's a child with learning difficulties.

I understand that, but I can't just magic a house out of thin air.

Do you know how many people we've got on the waiting list?

This is different. It's clearly...

Karen, you know how it is. We're all overstretched.

In other words, we're on our own.

We're not saying that. No-one is saying that.

We're putting a support programme in place for the younger kids.

We'll be talking to the schools about a tutor.

And we have specialist officers trained in ABE.

lined up for the interviews.

With support from Mental Health.

Look, we'll do everything we can to support this family, Jenn.

But we can't work miracles.

- It's like talking to a brick wall. - And it's not their fault.

You know, they're being cut to the bone as well.

Yeah, I know. It's not them I'm pissed off with.

I know they're doing their best.

If they can't help, we'll have to do it ourselves.

- Do what? - Find somewhere for the family.

- Jenn... - They can't stay in that B&B forever.

I don't know what the boss is gonna say about that.

Says here you did 18 months for violent disorder.

- That was a long time ago. - So what happened?

I got into a fight in a pub.

Look, I was pissed, OK? I'm not proud of it.

How long have you worked with Dean Metcalf?

Five or six years, something like that.

Not long after I got out. We both worked for McGregors Yard.

You turned up at the scene of the fire last night.

I was driving home. I saw the smoke.

Driving home from where?

Hospital.

My wife's not well.

She took a turn cos of chemo, so I brought her to A&E.

We were driving home when we saw the fire,

and your lot stopped the car.

They were blocking the road.

Dropped Sharon back and went to see if there was anything I could do.

Look, I know a lot of people on that street.

What sort of a man is he, Dean Metcalf?

Good man. Hard working. Family man.

Can you think of anyone who might've wished him harm?

Him, or the family?

No.

No, he, erm... keeps himself to himself, does Dean.

Same again there, Tina.

Are you sure, love?

Dean...

- Mate. - All right, Carl?

Terry.

I'm so sorry.

Yeah. Cheers, yeah.

I don't know what to say, erm...

I don't know what I can say that'll make this better for you, mate.

There's not much you can say, is there?

Give the man some space, yeah?

Let him have his... pint in peace. Come on.

Anything could have happened.

You're a guard, aren't you? You're supposed to be guarding them.

- How the hell does he just leave? - Jenn...

Where've you been?

I just had to get out.

You can't just disappear like that.

Well, I can't stay cooped up in here either,

I'm gonna go off my fucking nut!

Your kids need you. They need you here.

Where's Clarkie?

All right, sod it, let's get started.

How are we getting on with the family?

I spoke to staff at the care home.

Beth was well liked.

Only thing out of the ordinary

is that she's been taking on extra shifts recently.

Money trouble?

There were definitely tensions in the home.

I tried talking to Matt about it, but it's clearly a touchy subject.

That might have been about money.

Eddie, let's have a look into the family's finances.

Bank statements. Insurance. See what you can find out.

Boss, I'm just thinking about something Dean said.

They were supposed to be out last night, the family.

Yeah, what do you make of him? Dean?

Everybody reacts differently to something like this, but...

- I dunno. - What?

He's angry, he's all over the shop,

but you don't get the sense that he's actually...

That upset.

Yeah, but it's only just happened.

Yeah, I know, but there's just something... shut off about him.

- Do you think he's hiding something? - I don't know.

Maybe it's his way of dealing with it?

What, by not dealing with it?

Well, let's keep an eye on him. Anything else?

Izzy's boyfriend, Brandon Powell...

may be nothing, but he was picked up for criminal damage last year.

Got off with a caution.

- Let's get him in. - Sorry, Boss.

I was checking out that halfway house.

I've got a full list of residents. Some right reprobates.

- Including... - Who's that?

Ozzie Peel.

He was in a gang, did a ton of burglaries in the area.

- Clarkie put him away a few years ago. - He turned Queen's.

Named names, put half the gang away in return for a reduced sentence.

What the hell's he doing back here?

He was never the sharpest, Ozzie.

Thing is, he didn't come back to the halfway house last night.

They don't know where he is.

Right, well, he's a person of interest,

either as a suspect, or a potential target.

What if that fire was meant for him?

We need to find him.

For his own protection if nothing else.

Fuck him. He can take his chances.

Sorry, what was that, Clarkie?

Ah, come on, Boss. He's a piece of shit.

He won't be missed.

I said find him. All right?

We'll pick this up tomorrow.

Boss, have you got a sec?

It's just I talked to Social, and they said...

Yeah, look, sorry, I've got to run. Can we do this another time? Ta.

Night, then

What's up with Boss? He's not usually the first out the door.

- Probably getting his leg over. - Ew!

What? He's allowed to get his end away.

I don't need those images in my head, thank you!

- He's not your dad, Kaz. - Eh!

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry I'm late.

Hiya. Er... Jacqui's here.

- Her and Dave have split up. - Again.

Chris is my shoulder to cry on. Don't mind, do you, Jenn?

No. Of course not. Make yourself at home.

You all right, love?

I know. So much for a quiet night in.

Er, Mum? Do you want a top-up?

Oh, go on, then. Jenn, d'you want one?

So...

SLURPS

..how was your day?

I thought the police had all the phones?

It's me work phone.

Hello?

'Dean. I was sorry to hear what happened.'

Yeah. Oh, thank you, I appreciate that.

'I hope this isn't gonna... change things?'

Ah, no. It's fine.

Nothing's changed.