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There's somebody in the back garden.

Oh, my God!

- Where's Mum? - Mum! Get out now!

- Beth! - Dean!

Beth!

This is now a murder investigation.

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

and there's a child with learning difficulties.

Was this family deliberately targeted?

If so, who by and why?

We're just an ordinary family.

But there's also a halfway house for ex-cons

- not far from the Metcalfs. - Ozzie Peel.

He didn't come back to the halfway house last night.

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

What are you looking at?

Izzy's boyfriend, Brandon Powell,

he was picked up for criminal damage last year.

I want to see my friends, and I want to see my boyfriend.

- Ex-boyfriend. - That's enough!

He often lose it like that?

Why are you asking that?

- No, I was... - What are you trying to say?

There were definitely tensions in the home,

but there's just something... shut off about him.

Do you think he's hiding something?

I don't know.

I thought the police had all the phones?

'This isn't gonna change things?'

Oh, no. Nothing's changed.

Chris...

I, I know. I was... I was meant to tidy up.

Morning!

Oh. Hello.

Coffee?

Oh, yes, please, love.

Yeah, I... I was gonna say, she, erm...

She couldn't get a cab and, erm... I'd been drinking,

so I thought, you know what,

she may as well just stay here cos, er...

Well, that's all right, isn't it?

- Bloody hell, Chris! - Oh, come on.

Did you want me to just chuck her out on the street?

Morning!

Oh, lifesaver!

Er, mum, do you want some toast?

- Oh, you're a sweetheart! - Here you are.

Mum, I don't feel too good.

Oh, what feels wrong?

I just feel a bit bleurgh.

Oh, you and me both, love.

You haven't got a temperature.

Will you be all right to go to school?

I don't know.

Well, we can't leave you on your own.

I tell you what, look... why don't you go in, right?

If you're not feeling yourself later, then come and find me.

That OK?

Yeah, I'll look out for her.

Yeah. Ta.

So, where are you parked?

Oh, er, out front.

I'm over here. I stuck my bag in it already, so...

Right, well, thanks for...

Cheers, no worries.

Can I ask you something?

How do you square it with Paul?

- Let's not do that. - No, but...

He thinks I'm at a conference.

- I better get to work. - Yeah. Yeah, me too.

Are we OK?

Yeah.

Yeah, we're good.

Where's boss?

I don't know, anybody seen him? He never misses morning prayers.

Oh, 'ey up.

See? Same clothes as yesterday.

- Dirty stop-out! - Ugh!

Sorry, sorry. Morning.

Morning.

Sorry, give us a sec.

OK. Right, so...

Tech forensics have been going through Beth Metcalf's social media,

and they found a whole series of abusive messages.

We think they're all from the same person,

hiding behind anonymous accounts.

As soon as Beth blocked one, another one started up.

- How long was this going on? - Since May 2020,

right up to the night of the fire.

Eddie, can you put in a RIPA request to get the IP addresses?

- Yeah. - Jenn?

Yeah, I'll talk to the family. There's an ABE-trained team

coming to interview the younger kids,

It'd make sense to get the whole family.

Yeah, we're also due to talk to Brandon Powell, Izzy's boyfriend,

given his record. He has a history of starting fires.

Uniform have got him.

Right. Anything else on the family?

I've been digging into Beth's brother, Alex.

I went through his hospital and benefits records.

He was signing on in Stockport six years ago,

turned up again in hospital in Hull about four years back.

He came in with head injuries,

but discharged himself in the middle of the night.

Since then, nothing, but I'll keep looking.

Good man.

So, the fire investigator has now established

that the fire was a result of a petrol bomb

being thrown through the window from the back garden.

We've also been looking for our old friend, Ozzie Peel.

Any news on that front, Clarkie?

Uniform's looking, but nothing yet.

It's tricky, cos putting out an appeal

lets people know he's in the area,

and that could expose him to further danger.

Finally, the community have been rallying round,

and they've set up a fundraising campaign,

working out of Morecambe Community Centre.

People are scared, and they're looking to us.

I've said we'll do anything we can to help.

So, if that's everything?

Boss, the family can't stay at the B&B indefinitely.

I've talked to Social and Housing, but they're dragging their feet,

so if there's anything you can do to put a rocket under 'em?

Yeah, I'll see what I can do.

Maybe you're right, he does seem a bit off.

Do you think it's about the cutbacks?

You heard about that?

Everybody's talking about it.

They say they're gonna shut this place down

and merge us with Lancaster.

I'm sure it won't come to that.

Definitely gonna lose some people, though.

In our team.

Do you think it'll be last in, first out?

He had nothing to do with that fire.

Tell 'em!

I had nothing to do with that fire.

He's had his run-ins with the police,

but he's not a bad lad.

Even if he's a little shit sometimes.

OK, let's back up a bit.

Brandon, you're going out with Izzy Metcalf, is that right?

No. We were, but not any more.

What happened? Who ended it?

- She did. - Why?

Said I was cheating on her.

And were you?

We weren't even together at the time.

It's not your first time in here, Brandon, is it?

May last year? You were arrested for criminal damage.

Only it wasn't just any criminal damage.

It says here you were starting fires.

It was just a rubbish bin!

He got in with a bad crowd, that's all. He said he was sorry.

Where were you on Tuesday night?

He was at ours, all night.

If we can just talk to Brandon, please?

I was at ours, all night.

And you'll testify to that, will you?

You'll make a statement?

Course I will. Look, if he has anything to do with this,

I'll hang him out to dry.

Thanks, Mum.

Brandon, can you think of anyone else who might've done this?

It could've been anybody.

She was always pissing people off, Izzy.

It's her you should be talking to, not me.

Where was she that night?

She was there, she was at the house.

Yeah? That's not what I heard.

What did you hear?

I heard she turned up later, AFTER the house was torched.

'Keep your bloody mouth shut!'

Happy families.

So, what do you reckon?

He's no saint, but I don't think his mum would cover for him.

I'll talk to the boss. Get him released.

- Come on, eat your breakfast. - I'm not hungry.

You have to eat something.

If she's not hungry, she's not hungry.

She has to eat!

What do we do with dirty washing?

Meg said we could use the machine.

OK, give it here.

Let me do it.

The van's here to take you to the station.

Can you look after Jack-Jack?

Course, yeah. No problem.

- You're a long way from home. - No, I'm not.

What'd you say?

Just...

Everything all right?

Course, yeah. I just dropped my books.

Oh, cheers, Lewis. No worries.

Thank you.

So, are you, erm... Are you feeling better now?

- Yeah. - Yeah?

Yeah, I'm OK.

OK. I'll see you later.

OK. Shh.

We'll try to make this as quick as possible.

Can we start with you?

Did Beth ever tell you about this?

No.

It must have been very stressful for her.

But she didn't mention it?

Why would that be?

I don't know.

If she didn't feel she could confide in you,

- is there anyone else... - I don't know, all right?

We want to talk to you about what happened

on the night of the fire at your house, Amy.

But first, I want to ask you something else.

You see this glass of water?

Now, if I was to knock this glass of water over

and tell your dad it was you that did it...

It wasn't me.

No, I know that, but...

- Why are you blaming me for? - No, it's just...

They're asking if you know the difference

between truth and lies, Amy.

Course I do.

I'm not thick, am I?

That's my girl!

Are you OK to talk about Mum, Jonas?

How had she been recently?

Why? Just...

Was there anything different about her?

Tell me about your mum, Amy.

She was sad sometimes. She would cry sometimes.

Why do you think Mum was crying?

I don't know.

Well, everybody gets upset sometimes.

But she was all right, wasn't she?

She was good fun, was Mum, wasn't she?

'Well, then, look, I don't want you thinking about her being sad.

'She wasn't sad. She was happy.'

'Yeah.' 'Yeah.'

She had everything she wanted. A nice house, nice kids.

Yeah.

Karen's just gonna talk to Izzy, can you sit in on that?

Well, what about Amy?

We've got a social worker who can step in.

I'm sorry for the runaround.

No, no. No, it's OK.

Why do you think Mum was crying?

Because she was lonely.

Did she tell you that?

Then how do you know?

'I just do.

'I know about being lonely.'

Where were you the night of the fire, Izzy?

I was there.

You saw me, you talked to me.

But by the time you arrived, the house was already on fire.

So where were you earlier?

Why are you asking her this?

We just need to account for everybody's movements.

Where were you, Izzy?

I was out.

With... With my friends. I was just... having a laugh.

Where?

- Just out. - Out? Like at a club or a pub or..?

No.

Pubs won't serve us. We were just... down by the statue.

Who's we?

We're going to need names. We're going to need to talk to them.

Why? We-we didn't do anything!

Just tell them, Izzy.

It'd be worth talking to the school as well.

Just, from what Brandon said,

it sounds like Izzy had got into some run-ins there too.

Anything else? Anything on the trolling?

No. Beth didn't talk to Dean about it.

I don't know what was going on in that marriage.

To be fair, the kids didn't know, either,

Matt and Izzy.

I've been going through the stuff from the IT guys.

Beth's computer.

There wasn't much left of the hard drive,

but they did manage to retrieve this.

It's her search history.

Beth Metcalf was searching for divorce lawyers.

It doesn't mean it had anything to do with the fire, though.

No, but you said yourself, the marriage was going wrong.

What if there was someone else involved?

Well, there's a motive there, jilted ex, jealous partner.

And that could be who was sending those messages.

Yeah, I'll get Eddie to call the providers.

Cell-site Beth's phone.

Track her movements over the last six months, say.

See what that tells us.

Jenn, you need to talk to Dean. OK?

You need to push him harder, dig deeper.

Ah, Conor!

No, you can't copy my homework.

Well, I've not even said anything yet!

Well, what is it, then?

Well... I have a thing.

This afternoon.

- So, I need you to cover for me. - What? What thing?

Thanking you!

To be clear, you have the right to have a solicitor with you.

We can provide one...

Why do I need a solicitor?

Dean, there are questions about your relationship with Beth...

I have nothing to hide. You can ask me anything you want.

Did you know Beth was searching for divorce lawyers online?

Why do you think she might've done that?

I don't know.

- Had you talked about divorce? - No!

Look, it would never have come to that. It...

But there were problems?

Everybody has problems.

We'd been together 20 years, for fuck's sake!

What kind of problems?

Just normal stuff. Work, money, kids.

Dean, I'm sorry to have to ask you this, but...

..was there anybody else involved?

What?

No!

Beth was unhappy.

That's not my fault, is it?

Look, I never cheated on her,

if that's what you're saying, all right?

Never.

Did we do OK?

You were great.

You've been really helpful. All of you.

Jenn?

Can I ask you a favour? It's this community fundraiser.

They've set up a hub in town. They've been chasing me all morning,

but I've got the Chief Superintendent

- breathing down my neck and... - Do you want me to go and see them?

Yeah.

Yeah, no worries. Karen can take 'em home.

Ta.

Can I help you?

Yeah. Hi, I'm... You're from the police.

We met the other night.

Of course, yes. Mrs...?

Walmsley. Anne Walmsley.

DS Townsend, Jenn. I'm working with the Metcalf family.

How are they?

They're coping.

Look, don't let me interrupt.

No, no, you're all right.

I could do with a break.

Rushed off my feet here.

I can see that!

The whole community's rallied round, cos it's not just the Metcalfs.

There's other families not been able to get back into their houses.

Fire brigade say it could be days

before the gas and electric's back up and running.

Well, it's a testament to you, community spirit like that.

No, it's not that.

People are scared.

They're saying this was a deliberate attack. Is that true?

We're doing everything we can to keep people safe.

And what's that, exactly?

Look, I'm-I'm sorry. It's just...

It's been such a shock. I don't think I've slept since.

I know.

Did you know her well? Beth?

Excuse me.

I've known her for years. Ever since they moved in.

That was before Jonas and Amy were born.

Did she ever mention anything about messages on social media?

No, I don't think so. Why?

Have you asked her? About the thing?

Oh, yeah.

We're having a do on Saturday night to raise funds.

Do you think the family could come? Dean and the kids?

I'll see what I can do.

I can't believe it.

What?

You, skiving off work!

Shut up! Anyway, I'm... I'm not skiving off work.

I'm allowed to have a lunch break, aren't I?

Says the man who's had a sandwich at his desk

every day for 20-odd years.

Give over.

So, what do you fancy? Chips?

I thought you were being good.

I thought you said I was a fine figure of a man!

Oh, yeah, go on, then. Chips. Hang on.

- Do you want to take that? - No.

He can leave a message.

Right. Chips!

How well do you know her? Izzy?

She's in and out of this office all the time.

She's just one of those kids that...

..attract trouble.

How d'you mean?

She's bright, but she gets frustrated. Lashes out.

She got suspended last term.

She was lucky not to get expelled.

What for?

She got into a fight.

You don't need to take it out on the bloody plants.

Who do I take it out on then? You?

Would it help?

Oh, yeah, would it help the fact that my mum's died?

Would it help the fact that my boyfriend won't speak to me?

Would it help us get out of this shit B&B?

- Would it help get our house back? - Izzy...

Would it help Amy stop crying every night when I try to sleep?

No, it wouldn't fucking help, would it?

I'm just saying, if... if you want to talk about it.

Yeah.

Yeah, I do.

- Well, then... - I want to talk to my friends.

I want to talk to my boyfriend.

Well, what's wrong with me?

How long have you got?

Look, you can talk to me, Izzy. I'm in the same boat.

You're not, though. You're getting out of here.

That's not...

You're not the one that has to be stuck here with him.

He doesn't even look at us.

He's hardly said two words to me since it happened.

As per fucking usual.

I know.

Mum was the one that always looked out for us.

Izzy.

It might be important.

It's not.

How is he?

Do we have to?

No.

He's fine. He's just busy at work and...

And he has no idea?

Course not.

Look, do we have to talk about him?

Couldn't we just... enjoy this? Whatever it is.

Yeah. Course.

I'd better get back to work.

Yeah, yeah, me too.

What are you doing Saturday night?

We could push the boat out.

Have dinner at the Midland?

That'd be lovely.

Great.

It's a date.

It'll be safe.

We'll put protection in place.

But, look, if you don't feel ready, I'm sure they'll understand.

No, no.

We can't just hide away.

Oh.

Excuse me.

Eddie?

Just give us a sec, I'll go outside.

'I'm just checking out Dean Metcalf's business.

'I've been looking through his finances, and it's...'

It's all pretty hand to mouth.

Er, only...

Well, there's all this brand-new plant machinery at the yard.

'It must have cost him thousands, though.'

Where does he get that kind of money from?

'Cheers, Eddie.'

Do you have the receipts?

Why?

We just have to look into everything.

Yeah, they're probably in the office.

Well, can you check? I can drive you over there.

Well, if I had my phone,

- I could give Mal a ring, couldn't I? - What's his number?

I don't know, it's in my phone. That's what I'm saying.

What about your other phone?

All right, babe? Yeah, all right?

Double French, straight into double maths...

Hey, hey, what did we say?

No school talk.

You're all right.

So, what do you fancy doing, then?

We can go back to yours?

No can do. Our Ciaran's taken up residence.

- Mum's kicked him out. - Oh.

I was thinking, maybe we could swing round by Carnforth.

There's this bloke selling an old Triumph T100.

Thought we could have a look. How's that sound?

Yeah, it sounds... Sounds great, yeah.

Why didn't you tell me you'd got another phone?

I don't know, I just... I forgot.

Look, Dean, I need to be able to trust you,

and if you're keeping stuff from me...

No, I'm not.

Then what about the phone?

I just use it for work stuff.

I'm gonna need you to hand it over.

I owe you a milkshake from the other week, so...

do you want to go to the cafe after school?

- Yeah. Sounds good. - Yeah.

Conor?

Oh, erm... I'll catch you up.

Cameron. Mr Fischer.

Hey, have-have you seen Erin?

No. No.

Well, you're in the same English class, right?

Yeah, but, erm...

What, you haven't seen her because, what, she wasn't there, or...?

I don't know.

You're not a very good liar, do you know that?

- I'm-I'm not lying! I-I swear. - There you go again.

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

Just because I'm with your mum

does not mean you can take the piss, all right?

I'm not. I'm still your teacher.

I'm still deputy head.

What happened to "call me Chris"?

That was then. This is now.

Look, I haven't seen her.

Honestly, I don't know where she is.

Thanks.

If he does show up, give us a ring, will you?

- Will do, yeah. - Ta.

Hey!

All right, Ozzie?

Long time no see!

Get off me! I haven't done anything!

Then why'd you run?

Because you're really scary!

- Come on. Get a shift on. - Hey, what about my flowers?

Fuck your flowers!

Eh, imagine it, though.

You on the back. Open road. Wind in your hair.

What about my helmet?

You're supposed to wear a helmet, you know.

Yeah, I said "imagine". Use your imagination.

I am. I will.

So, where do you want to go?

I don't know.

We could go anywhere, really, couldn't we?

Exactly. Just hop on, hold on tight, and off we go.

So where do you want to go first?

Don't know. Lakes?

Yeah. Or...

down to London.

- London? - If you want.

Yeah, it's pretty expensive there, though, innit?

Ah, don't worry about that.

I'll sort something.

I love that new car smell.

There you go. Sorry it took so long.

We used to have someone who did the accounts for us,

but we had to let her go.

Why was that?

Well, money was tight, you know how it is.

It was all I could do to keep Mal on.

- But you were able to get all this? - It's rented.

Yeah, it costs an arm and a leg, but it's cheaper than buying it.

It's all on there. Down payment, then they charge by the week.

Where did you get the money for the down payment from?

Because we went through your finances,

your bank statements and that.

You've been through my stuff?

Fucking hell!

Is that even legal?

Where did the money come from, Dean?

I got a loan out.

It's not on the bank statements.

The bank turned us down.

So where did you get it, then?

Just... this guy.

What guy, Dean?

He's just this guy. That's what he does, he lends money.

A loan shark!

You owe money to a loan shark, and you didn't think to tell us?

It was just a short-term loan.

The bank wouldn't help. I was out of options.

- I needed the stuff for this new job. - What job?

There's a site in town,

and they're going to start building on it.

Big development project. The old Frontierland site.

We got the contract. It's our biggest job yet.

Only I needed new gear.

And with this contract,

there's a bonus if you get the job done by a deadline.

So, I took a chance.

I got in touch with this guy.

Who is he?

His name's Len Reid.

Back so soon? Can't keep away, can you, Ozzie?

Pair of comedians. I've not even done anything!

- Who said you did? - Well, why am I here then?

- You're here for your own protection. - You what?

We wouldn't want anything to happen to you, would we?

Why, what's gonna happen to me?

Where were you on Tuesday night, Ozzie?

You what?

Oh, no, no, no!

No, you're not pinning that on me. No way.

I'll remind you of your right to remain silent...

Yeah, yeah, yeah! But this is bollocks!

We're not trying to pin anything on you.

We just want to know where you were.

Because we know you weren't in the halfway house.

So where were you?

Out with a bird. All right?

Oh, yeah? Got lucky, did you?

I've been locked up for 18 months!

What do you want from me?

Oh, right, I get it. This was a professional?

Does she have a name?

- Natasha. - Address?

House on Abbots Road.

Oh, that gaff's open again, is it?

What, and you were there all night?

I paid extra, didn't I?

- For t'girlfriend experience. - That's nice.

And where've you been since then?

I don't know!

I went on a bender, all right? Woke up in a skip.

I thought I smelled something.

- Who knows you're back in Morecambe? - Well, nobody.

Well, just the staff at the place, the... hostel.

And that... that girl. But she doesn't even know who I am.

And no-one from the gang you used to work with?

The gang you informed on?

No! They're all still inside anyway.

Their friends and family aren't, though, are they?

Why the hell did you come back here, Ozzie?

It's where I'm from.

This is home.

Mads, are you ready?

What about Conor?

Oh, he's got... He's got drama. Come on, let's go.

She got into a fight with another kid.

Sounds like it wasn't the first time either.

And it wasn't just Izzy.

Apparently, Matt got stuck in too.

So, I spoke to the kid Izzy hit, and the way she tells it,

they weren't exactly popular at school.

You didn't tell us Izzy had been suspended from school.

- What's this all about, Izzy? - It's nothing.

If it's nothing, then why did you get suspended?

She got in a fight.

Who with?

Why, are you gonna sort them out?

You're about six months late to the party, Dad.

What about you, Matt?

Did you ever get into any trouble at school?

- No. - No?

Cos we were told you were involved in this fight too.

That's not true. I stepped in to break it up, that's all.

Guys... I need you to tell me.

Is there anyone at school who'd want to hurt you?

- No. - No. No, I swear.

Sign here.

I'm not signing anything.

You see, here's the problem, Ozzie.

Even if you weren't involved,

there's still a chance that you were the intended target.

And if there's a real and immediate threat to your life,

we need to put protection in place.

There isn't! Who'd want to hurt me?

Any number of people. We've already established that.

Me for one.

- DS Clarke, honestly! - Yeah, yeah, yeah!

We could report you for that, couldn't we?

And you owe me for that shopping.

Don't think I've forgotten about that.

Ozzie. What if that that petrol bomb was meant for you?

- It wasn't. - How can you be so sure?

Because if that lot wanted me dead,

they'd have just got me when I was inside, wouldn't they?

I will tell you one thing, though.

If you make it worth my while.

Don't push your luck.

What is it?

I saw a car.

That night, Tuesday night.

As I was heading out.

It was parked out back, with t'engine on.

Now, I think there was somebody in the driver's seat, but...

..it was dark. I couldn't see much.

What kind of car?

He's a piece of shit, but he's right.

If they wanted him dead, they'd have offed him in jail.

Well, at least now we've got a proper steer on the car.

Eddie, CCTV from the night of the fire.

I need you to look for a Skoda Yeti.

- We don't have the reg. - Boss.

How've you been getting on otherwise?

Er, still waiting to hear back about those IP addresses,

but I've been going through Beth's routine,

from the cell-citing.

Mostly she just goes back and forth between home and work,

occasionally over to her mum and dad's in Barrow.

But then there's also a pattern of trips to Preston.

Like, once a week, like a regular thing.

I've narrowed the area down to within a half mile.

It's mostly just residential.

Do you think she was playing away?

Going to see a bit on the side, maybe?

I've done a subscribers' check,

cross-referenced with her phone data.

There's a number she calls regularly.

It's the one business premises in the area.

It's a Relate office.

It looks like Beth was seeing a marriage counsellor.

You talked to Dean. What did he have to say?

Well, he admitted that they'd been having problems,

but said that they'd never talked about divorce.

Either he didn't know what was going on in his own marriage,

or he's lying.

Well, he's got form there.

He had a second phone that he kept hidden from us.

I've sent it off for checks. When I tackled him about it,

he admitted he's in debt to a loan shark,

a man named Len Reid.

I've got his details.

Well, we'll check that out. You stay focused on Dean.

OK, so we now know his marriage was in trouble,

and he was in debt.

We also know he thought the family were out that night.

Could he have set this up?

He wouldn't be the first deadbeat dad

to torch the house for the insurance.

How can I help you today?

I need to close an account, but I don't have the account number.

Can I just give you a name?

I can have a look for you.

Great, thanks. It's Metcalf.

- Er, address? - 11 Thorne Road. LA3 4CH.

Er, we have an Elizabeth Metcalf?

Yeah, that's right. That's the one.

That's my wife. Can I close the account?

Oh, it's er... It's in her name, though.

- Yes, but... - Can she not come in?

- No. - In that case,

we'll need her written permission in order to...

No, I can't. She...

If it's not a joint account, then...

Look, it's very simple. I tried phoning and I got nowhere.

I just need to close the account,

and if there's any money left in there...

I'm sorry, Mr Metcalf.

We'll need confirmation from your wife

in order to close the account.

She can't confirm anything.

And why not?

Because she's dead.

OK?

She died.

And that's why I'm closing the account.

I'm, er... very sorry to hear that.

Yeah, well... So if I could just...

- Do you have a death certificate? - You what?

In order to close the account, we need an official...

- Are you kidding me? - I'm sorry, there are rules.

We need a death certificate and probate needs to be granted.

You know what, forget it.

Just forget it.

Can I help you?

Oh, yes, please.

It's about the Metcalfs.

I know you can't tell me where they live,

but could you pass something on to them?

Only, I couldn't stop thinking about those poor kids,

and I felt so useless,

so I thought I'd make them something to eat.

I did a lasagne. Can you make sure they get it?

Yeah, no worries.

My colleague Jenn's going round to see them,

- and I'll give it to her. - Thanks.

I actually made five altogether.

I've got the others in the freezer, so if they need any more...

We'll let them know.

Oh, ta.

And if there's anything else I can do,

if they need any cooking or cleaning...

That's very kind of you, but I think we've got it covered.

OK.

All right?

- Yeah. I've got homework, so... - You walk home?

Yeah, why?

You didn't get a lift?

No.

Oh, well, that's not very nice of him, is it?

Right, well, I don't know what you're on about.

Erin, I'm not stupid. OK?

Great.

Nice one. Thanks, mouth!

What? I-I didn't do anything!

Erin?

Erin!

What? So you knew all about this, did you?

- All about what? - Come off it, Conor!

Stop it! Stop it!

Now look what you've done!

Er, what I've done? All right, then.

You didn't have to do this.

Oh, I didn't. I'm a rubbish cook.

Mrs Armitage dropped it at the station.

Well, that's kind of her.

Well, people want to help.

Can I ask you something?

Did you know that Beth was seeing a marriage counsellor?

Yeah.

She wanted me to go with her.

But I'm not talking to a stranger about my private life, am I?

So, yeah.

Yeah, I said we didn't need it.

Why did SHE think you did?

And why was she looking into divorce lawyers?

I don't know what it was, a midlife crisis, or what.

She was blowing things up out of all proportion.

What things?

Everything.

I need you to be more specific, Dean.

I've already told you, I never cheated on her.

Yeah, I'm not saying you did,

but we do know she was getting threatening messages.

And I've told you, I know nothing about that!

So you didn't know what was going on in her life?

I mean, you've already said that you didn't cheat on Beth,

but what about her?

Amy said that Beth was lonely.

- Maybe she... - No. No!

Don't talk to me like I didn't know my own wife!

I'm not. I'm just trying...

All right, that's it! You know what,

- I've had enough of this! - Dean!

Get out.

Well, you heard me. Go on, get out.

Get out!

Dad!

It's OK.

It's OK.

Tina, love. Where can we put this?

- Prize for the raffle. - Er, bung it over there, lads.

- All right? - Yeah.

I've talked to the family,

and they've agreed to come to the fundraiser.

We'll just have to put security in place,

uniformed officers, during the event itself.

Why?

Just procedure, for the protection of the family.

Are you with the police?

Yeah. Hi. DS Townsend.

Terry McGregor. This is my son, Carl.

Dean used to work with us.

How are they doing? Dean and the kids?

They're bearing up.

I can't get my head round it.

They need stringing up, whoever did this.

If it was down to me...

Can you get a message to him?

I've tried calling, but he's not answering his phone.

Yeah, course.

Just tell him, er...

if there's anything we can do to help out with work and that,

cos we're in the same game.

Yeah, if he wants us to step in until he gets back on his feet,

we'd be happy to.

Just say the word.

She was lovely, Beth.

She didn't deserve this.

Them kids didn't deserve this.

So, where is she now?

I don't know. She, erm...

She went out.

What should I do?

I think you need to have an honest conversation with her.

She's growing up, you can't keep treating her like a kid.

Yeah, but she is a kid, isn't she? She's, er...

She's MY kid.

Come on. All right.

Conor?

Ever hear of knocking?

I did knock. Hi, Cameron.

Hi.

We were just... learning lines.

Is that what you were doing?

Well, don't work too hard!

Sorry.

So embarrassing!

- Hey. - Hey.

Are you feeling better?

Yeah, I'm fine.

Good.

There was no need for that.

She was only trying to help.

I might've known you'd take her side.

I'm not taking anybody's side.

If you all think I'm such an arsehole, why don't you just...

- Nobody's saying that. - No?

She is, that policewoman.

Poking into my business.

My family.

My fucking marriage!

Dad!

- Fucking hell! - Dad!

What the fuck?

Oh, my God!

Dad?