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The victim is Beth Metcalf.

- Beth! - Dean!

'It's a murder investigation.'

- Where were you? - I... I was at work.

Well, you should've been 'ere!

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

I'm so sorry. I don't know what I can say

that'll make this better for you, mate.

The question is, was this family deliberately targeted?

Where are we at with Alex Kirby, Beth's brother?

But the family's lost touch.

Outside, now.

Did she ever tell you that someone was making threats against her?

We had this one resident, Johnny Coombes.

His daughter turned up here screaming blue murder,

tried to barge her way in.

Squeal, little piggy.

- How'd you square it with Paul? - He thinks I'm at a conference.

Boss!

There's a site in town, and they're going to start building on it.

And with this contract,

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

We got the contract.

- Hi there. You all right? - Hi.

Look at it.

Thousands of pounds worth of gear up in smoke.

- I'm sorry. - Oh, I don't know.

You work for years to build something up,

and then this.

If the stuff's rented, can...?

I'm still liable, aren't I?

- Have you got insurance? - Yeah, but how long'll that take?

I'm supposed to be on a deadline here.

Want me to talk to the rental company, the insurance people?

- Shit! - Dean!

Dean!

All right, stop, stop!

Look, I know you've been through a lot with Beth, and now this.

No, no, I don't need a pep talk. I need you to do your job.

Have you any idea who might've done this?

Are you kidding me? It's obvious it was Alex.

- Why do you say that? - Oh, come on.

After what happened last night? Bastard!

Wait till I find him. I'm going to...

No, no, you're not gonna do anything.

- Oh, is that right? - Yeah, that's right.

If he's responsible, we'll handle it.

We'll find him. Do you hear me?

You'd better, or I will.

- Hey. - Hiya.

I'm not staying. I'm just grabbing my stuff.

- Got time for a coffee or something? - I wish.

- Hey, guys. You all right? - Erm, we're fine.

- Yeah. - Yeah. Still not pregnant.

Good-oh.

- Where you going? - Gotta go to work.

- It's Sunday. - I know, but...

You're always working.

I'll see you later, love. Bye.

Obviously, we can't say for certain that the two fires are linked,

but the fact that this is the second arson attack in a week,

affecting the same family, does suggest there's a pattern.

We're waiting to hear back from the fire investigator

to see if the MOs are the same.

In the meantime, uniform's looking for Alex Kirby, Beth's brother.

Dean's identified him as a possible suspect.

They had an altercation at the fundraiser last night.

We know that Alex is staying at the Patterson.

I checked first thing this morning. No sign of him.

Well, you met him, right? What did you make of him?

Mm, there's nothing in his history to indicate he's capable

of something like this, but there is definitely bad blood there.

Well, let's see what he's got to say for himself.

So, that's just one line of enquiry.

We also need to focus on Dean Metcalf's business.

Why was his yard targeted?

We know he was in debt to a loan shark.

Is there anything else we need to know?

And in the Beth Metcalf case,

we need to keep looking into the social media messages

and follow up on the dispute at the care home.

Where are we at with that?

We're visiting Johnny Coombes' family later today.

That's the resident who died.

And we just need to check in with Dean and the kids first.

He has got the bit between his teeth about Alex.

I just don't want him to do anything stupid.

Right. Let's go.

Jenn... do you have a minute?

- Is everything OK? - Er, y-yeah, yeah.

Er, look, it's just that...

Well, that woman you saw me with last night.

Oh, boss, no, you don't need to...

No, no, but I want to.

Only...

Well, it's, er... It's complicated.

Actually, no, it's not complicated. She's my ex, my ex-wife, Ellen.

Oh, right. So, are you two back together?

Well, it's too soon to say, but we have been seeing one another.

Oh! Right.

Well, good for you. I-I'm happy for you.

Yeah, thanks.

It's just, well, it's early days,

so we're trying to keep it under the radar for the moment.

So if you wouldn't mind just keeping it to yourself?

Oh, yeah, course. No worries.

Cheers.

Thanks, Jenn.

- Well? - What?

- What was that about? - Oh, nothing.

Oh, come on, Jenn.

Was it about the cutbacks?

It was, wasn't it? What did he say?

Is it true there's gonna be a staff audit?

Oh, where did you hear that?

- Bloke in the depot said. - Which bloke?

- Bob. - Which Bob?

Big Bob. And he knows everything.

Big Bob's full of shit! You can't believe a word he says.

- And what... What did the boss say? - Eddie, honestly...

No, seriously, Jenn, are we gonna be transferred or what?

You're asking the wrong person. I don't know any more than you do.

- Have you found him, Alex? - Not yet. We're still looking.

We know he's staying at the Patterson Hotel.

His stuff's there, so...

"We'll handle it," you said, yeah? "We'll find him."

- And we will. - Will you bollocks!

- No swearing, Daddy! - Sorry, Amy.

Mum said. Mum doesn't like it.

Sorry. Didn't mean to...

It's OK. You're under a lot of pressure.

Yeah. I know you're only trying to help.

It's the same with the kids. I just keep losing my rag.

If I could just get back to work,

instead of being cooped up in here...

- Don't even have the gear now. - What about Terry and Carl?

- They said if you needed any help... - No, no, no, no, no. No way.

I made a big thing about setting up on my own.

I can't go crawling back with my tail between my legs.

Be... humiliating.

All right, you need to concentrate on the kids.

Get them settled in here, make this place like home.

I talked to Anne Walmsley,

and the community's raised about 12 grand

to get you back on your feet.

That's what you need to focus on.

Hi, love. Er, can I have...?

Oi, you!

What about me?

- Think you're a big man, do you? - You what?

- Having a go at my little sister. - What are you gonna do about it?

You don't want to know. Trust me!

Conor...

OK.

Is, er... Is DS Townsend here?

I thought it's best just to come in, get it all out in the open.

All what?

What I heard about the fire last night in Dean's yard, so...

What can you tell us about that?

Nothing.

I don't know anything about it.

Where were you last night?

I was at the thing, the fundraiser.

You know what I mean. Where did you go after that?

To the pub.

The White Swan.

I had a few beers to calm down and that.

I have some receipts, I think.

There.

And after that?

Er, slept it off.

Woke up on a bench at the prom.

A fella from the council was emptying the bins,

and he moved me on.

We'll look into that.

Why did you come back to Morecambe, Alex?

For the fundraiser.

I've been trying to get in touch with Beth, and she wasn't answering.

And then I found out why.

Your family said they'd lost touch with you.

Hadn't heard from you in years.

Yeah, well, Beth was different, wasn't she?

She helped me out from time to time.

Helped you out with what?

Money and that.

Yeah, just, erm, rehab a couple of months back,

she... she paid for it.

That's why Beth was doing all those extra shifts.

Well, I've checked. There's CCTV from the pub and the prom.

He was clearly off his face, but he was nowhere near that yard.

We've got your phones back.

All right, all right! One at a time.

Hi!

Can we have a word?

So, that's it? He just walks?

He wasn't under arrest, Dean. He came in of his own accord.

Did you know Beth had been back in touch with Alex?

- When? - Recently. The last few months.

She promised me she'd have nothing more to do with him.

Years ago, she swore blind.

Yeah, that's Beth for you.

Soft touch, like I said.

People are always taking advantage of her.

I used to say, "You need to stand up for yourself, love."

I'm sorry.

It's OK.

No, it's not.

No, it's not. It's not OK.

None of this is OK.

No.

We know.

Oh, my God. So many people have messaged me.

Amy?

What are you doing?

Amy! What are you playing at?!

Hey!

Hey, Amy. What's that you're drawing?

It's a door for Mummy to come back.

Oh, bloody hell, Ames!

What? Look at the mess you've made. Clean it up.

- But... - No, I said clean it up!

It's a nice door.

- You don't have to do this. - It's fine.

Look, can I ask you something? Erm...

The, er, the money the community raised,

that 12 grand...

How do I go about getting hold of it?

It's too soon to go back to work.

- I've told you, I'm on a deadline. - Your kids need you.

They're just getting settled in here.

You're just getting settled in.

You need time to get back on your feet, all of you.

If we're going to get back on our feet, I need to get back to work.

It's the only thing he cares about, work.

Doesn't give a shit about anything else.

- Don't give a shit about us. - You know that's not true.

No, I don't.

That money was meant for us, and he just goes and takes it.

- It's not like that. - Then what's it like?

It's not easy for him, either, Matt.

He lost her, too. He's grieving as well.

What's gonna happen to our Amy now he's gone back to work?

Who's gonna help me look after her? And Jonas.

If we need extra help, I can talk to Social.

I told you, we don't want that!

- Matt... - You're family liaison, right?

How do I go about becoming legal guardian for the others?

- That's not a realistic option. - Why not?

- Because you're 18! - Exactly!

- And you've got your university course. - I told you,

- I'm not going to university! - Matt...

I thought you're supposed to be helping us!

I am!

All right... You'd have to go to court.

It can be a long, drawn-out process,

and you'd be going up against your dad.

You have to prove he's unfit to be legal guardian.

Now, if that's the road you wanna go down,

I can look into it, I can make some calls,

but this is your future we're talking about.

This is the rest of your life.

This would change everything.

Is this what you really wanna do?

You still OK for parents' evening?

- Is that tonight? - Yeah. If you can't make it...

No, no, I'll be there, I'll be there.

- Bye. - Bye.

Give us a chance.

- You all right? - Yeah.

What?

You sure you should be going back to work?

Oh, don't you start an' all.

I... I just mean, with the kids and everything.

Don't you have enough on your plate with your Sharon

without worrying about us?

How's she doing?

Yeah, she's hanging in there.

Good.

So are we.

Right... let's hire some gear.

Dean!

All right, Carl? You all right?

Er, here you are. I'll see you back at the car.

- Who's your mate? - Don't ask.

It's this apprenticeship thing. Kid's bloody useless.

'Ey! That was you not so long ago. I've got the photos to prove it.

I heard about what happened at the yard.

- You OK? - It is what it is, eh?

- Do you know how it started? - No.

Police are looking into it.

I just need to get back to work. That's why I'm here.

Are you sure that's a good idea?

Christ, I wish people would stop saying that!

Sorry.

- Sorry, mate. - No, no, it's all right. I just...

- I need to get on with it, you know? - Yeah.

Ah, Dean. How can I help? What can I do for you?

The house is OK. That's not the issue.

It's the family themselves.

Dean's gone back to work,

and Matt's talking about dropping out of uni.

Do you think they need more help from Social?

Care system, even?

Oh, I mean, I hope it doesn't come to that,

but I'll keep an eye on them.

- Boss. Hey, Jenn. - What is it, Ed?

Just heard from forensics. They found something in the car.

It had fallen between the seats.

Have you checked with the owners, Bob and Ethel?

Yeah. Neither of them smoke, and they've never seen it before.

And forensics have pulled a print off of it.

It isn't a match for anything on the database,

and we've ruled out the owners,

so there's gotta be a chance that this belongs

to whoever stole the car that night.

One of them, anyway. There might have been two.

Ozzie Peel said he saw somebody sat in the driver's seat.

Maybe they were waiting while their mate did the deed.

But it's a bit of a leap, though. Just the lighter thing...

What if it just belonged to some mechanic,

dropped it the last time the car had its MOT?

Or a friend they gave a lift to.

Well, we've looked into that. The car's serviced regularly.

It's valeted inside and out. I mean, it's their pride and joy.

Their last service was last week, Monday,

and they haven't taken the car out since.

OK, Eddie, can you look into this logo, too,

see what you can turn up?

- Mm-hm. - Clarkie, will you give him a hand?

I know you've got a lot on your plate, Ed.

No, it's fine. I also heard back from the investigator

about the fire at Dean's yard.

The preliminary report suggests that the accelerant was petrol,

same as at the house.

Right, so we need to look into sales

at all petrol stations in the area.

Prioritise anybody getting their petrol in jerry cans

rather than filling their tanks.

We need to go through CCTV, dash-cams, door-cams,

over the last few weeks.

Sorry. Er, Boss, there's someone here to see you.

OK, er, I think we're done here.

Off you go.

Paul?

What can I do for you?

Well, you can stay away from Ellen for starters.

- Sorry? - Come on, Tony. Don't piss me about.

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

You can play the innocent all you like.

I know the score. You've been meeting up in town.

She's my ex-wife.

She's the mother of my kids. We have things to discuss.

And you need a hotel room to discuss things, do you?

Has she said something? What's she said?

She's with me now. All right?

- Listen, mate... - We're not mates.

We haven't been mates in a long time.

What, since you started shagging my wife?

Look, you had your chance, and you fucked it up.

Well, that's not how it works, though.

We've got history.

You don't just turn your back on 25 years of marriage.

You'd think you'd get the message when she divorced you.

- Did that not sink in? - Well, maybe that was a mistake.

Why, what's changed? You're still a selfish prick.

You want to be very careful about what you're saying there.

We've made a life together, Ellen and me.

- Leave her alone. - I think that's up to Ellen.

Anyway, can't be much of a life you've made for yourself

if she's come running back to me, Paul.

Oh!

Boss!

All right! That's enough!

Know what you'd get for assaulting a police officer?!

It's OK. It's OK. There's no harm done.

Now, go on, get out, before I change my mind!

Are you all right?!

Go on, go back to work, all of you.

Come on, then. Let's get cracking.

That bloody Barry Grimes on the door. He's a liability.

I can't get over the boss, though.

I thought it was all over between him and Ellen.

- What? - Nothing.

- Did you know about this? - No. Not really.

I saw 'em together. Him and Ellen.

You never said anything.

He told me not to.

- What?! - Kaz!

Since when are you and him keeping secrets?

Ah, it's not like that. I mean, it only just happened.

I saw 'em together. He asked me to keep it to myself.

It's not a big deal. Are you coming or what?

I'll drop you off at the Metcalfe's and meet you there later.

OK.

Could you just give me a minute, Ross.

I can't really talk, I'm at work.

Wh-Wh-What did you tell him? What did you say?

Nothing.

Well... he knows.

'What does he know?'

About the hotel, about me and you,

about everything.

Oh, God.

Look, erm, do you want me to come over later?

'No, Tony, just leave it.'

I'll talk to him.

Fair play to the big guy, that's what I say.

Can we... Can we just focus on this?

I'm telling you, it's always the quiet ones.

Whoa, hang on.

Athena's Gentlemen's Club, do you know this place?

What are you trying to say?

- No. No, I'm not. It's just... - Shut up!

I'm only pissing about.

Yeah, it's down Allotment Street.

- I'll check it out. - OK.

Do you not have work to do?

Erin? You going somewhere?

I was just about to go...

Oh, right. I see.

- Dad, it's just that... - Hiya, Shane. How you doing?

Mr Fischer.

Ah, come on, you're not in school any more.

Call me Chris, can't you?

So, how's it going? Are you, erm...

You got yourself a job, I hear, down the old amusements?

- Er, didn't work out. - Oh, that's a shame.

That's a shame, mate. That's a shame.

So what are you doing here?

- Just... - Right, look, can we just go?

Go where? Because you're in school. You're not going anywhere.

I'm sure Shane doesn't mind coming back later.

You don't mind that, do you, Shane?

- Nah, fine. - Good lad.

Get back inside. Go on, you're gonna miss your class.

Go!

It's not a great look, is it, Shane, eh?

Hanging round the school gates.

But she makes her own decisions.

I can't tell her what to do with her life, that's...

You know, those days are long gone.

But I'll tell you this.

You hurt her...

and I'll fucking kill you.

Oh, hi. It's, erm...

Carol. Carol Jennings.

Yeah, we met the other day at the community centre.

Yeah.

- Do you need more stuff, or...? - Oh, no, that's not why I'm here.

I understand you had a dispute with Oak Grove Residential Care?

Um...

We're closed. Can't you read?

Can you?

Can I get you a drink or anything?

God, no.

I'm on duty.

So how is the strip club business?

- We're a gentlemen's club. - Gentlemen? Yeah. Right.

Can I just ask what this is about? Because if it's about the licence,

I've got all the paperwork, it's just...

Does this mean anything to you?

It's merch. We had a big batch of them made for the reopening.

Reopening?

We had the whole place done up, re-branded.

Don't suppose you have a list of members?

No. The clientele tend not to leave their details

And why do you ask?

We're looking for somebody who lost one of those.

I'm sorry, could be anybody.

He was happy there at first, but...

when the lockdown hit, he just went downhill.

Lockdown was so hard for everyone.

- Here you go. - Thank you.

We'd go once a week, they'd bring him to the window.

We'd wave, blow kisses.

He'd wave back, but...

I don't think he even knew us by then.

I understand you made a complaint to the care home? Why was that?

Because they left him to die... on his own.

He wasn't on his own, love.

Without his family around him, I mean.

I talked to the manager,

he said it was all properly investigated at the time.

Well, he would say that, wouldn't he?

They gave us the brush-off.

- That must have been hard. - It was.

- So what did you do? - Well...

What could we do?

Just tried to draw a line under things and get on with our lives.

Did you ever contact Beth Metcalf?

She was your dad's care worker, wasn't she?

She was supposed to be.

- Carol! - Sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's awful what happened to that woman, but it's true.

She let us down. She let Dad down.

Right at the end, we wanted to see him. We pleaded with her.

Five minutes. Just five minutes. She wouldn't let us in.

She shut the door in our faces.

She was just following guidelines, love.

It's no excuse!

They did say we could do it on a video call.

Can you believe it?

Say goodbye to your dad on a computer.

Did you ever contact her afterwards? Beth Metcalf?

No, no, never.

Is there anyone else who might have been in touch with her? Kids or...?

No, we don't have kids. It's just me and Carol.

Look, I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't speak ill of the dead...

We made a donation for the family...

to show there's no hard feelings.

- This is bullshit. I've paid my tab. - It's not about that.

- Then what is it about? - The police were here.

They talked to the manager.

Right. And I went to see the police,

and I explained, and they let me go.

I'm sorry, Mr Kirby, is not up to me. It's the manager.

She doesn't want the police here. It's bad for business.

Uncle Alex?

- What are you doing here? - I heard where you were staying.

- Thought I'd come and see you. - Why?

- Mum used to talk about you. - Oh, yeah?

She used to say that I reminded her of you.

- Usually when I was pissing her off. - Sounds about right.

"You're just like your Uncle Alex."

Mm. Not sure that were a compliment.

It was, though.

She said you always used to make her laugh,

when you were young, like.

She said you were great.

Yeah. She was like that, your mum.

Always seeing the best in people.

[HE SNIFFS Are you all right?

Yeah, it's just...

Just used to give her so much shit.

Come here.

Oi!

You can't get snot on my top.

So what are you gonna do? Where are you gonna go?

- Grandma and Grandad's? - No, God, no.

No, I'd go off my nut.

So where, then?

I don't know. Don't you worry about me.

I'll sort something out.

- Do you have to go? - Why? Do you not want me to?

Is it money? Do you need money?

You're so much like her, your mum.

You're the spit of her.

She says that she didn't get in contact with Beth afterwards,

but there's clearly bitterness there.

Well, let's keep digging.

Eddie, see what you can find out about this Carol Jennings,

- any online presence. - Boss.

Anyone else?

I, er, followed up on that lighter.

It's merchandise from a strip club in town. Athena's.

Only, it was a bit of a dead end. There's hundreds of 'em.

Do you want one?

Er, no, you're all right, Clarkie.

Look, anyone connected to this case, I want their prints.

Er, finally...

Look, I just wanna apologise for what happened earlier.

- Oh, boss, no, you don't need to. - No, I do.

Because this is a place of work.

And I should never have brought my private life into it.

Er, there's just some things I need to sort out.

I'd like to ask for your patience and discretion while I do that.

All right. See you tomorrow.

Look, Jenn, headed for a drink with the lads,

if you fancy joining us?

Aw, sorry, I can't, I've got a thing.

Better things to do than hang out with us plebs, eh?

Shut up, Clarkie.

Hey.

- You OK? - Yeah, it's just, erm... Mum.

She's not answering the phone.

It don't matter, though, cos it's a waste of time, anyway.

Dad works here, so if they wanted to tell him anything,

they'd just say in the staff room, wouldn't they?

Hey, it's OK.

I can do it. I'm here for Connor and Mads anyway.

- No, honestly, it's... - Erin...

OK. Thanks.

All right. Just a sec.

Oh, erm...

Just don't do anything embarrassing, OK?

- I can't make any promises. - Mum! I'm serious!

Hey, babe. Ooh.

You OK?

Shall we go?

What?

- It was so cringe. - Aw.

He's your dad. He's supposed to be embarrassing.

It isn't easy for him, you know?

Things changing, you growing up.

Yeah, but no need to be a dick about it.

He'll get there.

He's just holding onto his little girl for as long as he can.

Hi. How's it going?

All right.

I had a nice chat with your brother.

Maddie.

Maddie, I think they're ready for us. Hello.

- Are you gonna introduce us? - Oh, right.

Erm, Mum, this is Lewis.

Are you two in the same class?

- No, no, we're just friends. - Lewis.

- It was nice to meet you. - Yeah, you too.

He seems nice.

Hiya.

Yeah, I mean, he's a good lad, he's just... He's not...

applying himself.

Hey, you need to get your eyes from up there

and bring them all the way down here.

Right?

You listen to this.

Well, what have you got to say for yourself?

Sorry?

And there's, erm, ahem, there's his attendance record.

Wha...? You've been bunking off?

No.

Look, I'm not trying to get you into trouble, Lewis,

I'm only telling you this because... you've got potential.

All right? And you've got your GCSEs coming up,

so you gotta think about your future,

you've gotta think about your options, mate.

I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, but we'll sort this.

- We'll talk to him at home. - OK.

I've never been so embarrassed in my life.

Mum...

- Mum! - What?!

When we get home, don't say anything. Don't tell him.

- Get in the car. - No.

- Get in the bloody car! - Mum, please.

Cheers.

Thanks very much, Karen. Cheers.

They're not gonna get rid of me, I know too much.

Nobody's indispensable, Clarkie. Not even you.

Can't take a pay cut, though. Can't.

All right, keep your knickers on, it won't come to that.

- No, I can't, though. - We're all in the same boat, Ed.

No, we're not. We're not, actually.

I'm, er...

- I'm gonna be a dad. Mate! - Oh, mate, congratulations.

- That's brilliant. - Yeah.

I didn't think you had it in you.

- We're made up for you. - Cheers. Yeah, thanks, but...

Well, it's just... It couldn't be worse timing.

You know, with her, she's gonna be off work...

Look, whoa, whoa, you're getting way ahead of yourself.

We don't even know it's happening.

Let's just talk to the boss. Yeah? See what he says.

I think the boss might have other things in his mind right now.

See? I told you he was getting his end away.

Well...

- Congratulations. - Thank you.

- Well done, mate. - Cheers.

Oh, no, I haven't missed it, have I?

Yeah, well... Right, well, where were you?

Oh, there were a drinks thing at work,

said it was a leaving do, I lost track of time.

Least that's my excuse, these things are so boring, aren't they?

- It's just, Erin was worried. - Well, she don't mind.

- You don't mind, do you? - Erm, no, course not.

I know what all the teachers are gonna say, anyway.

"She's brilliant. She's a star. A-plus all round."

Chip off the old block, aren't you, love?

Erin, will you look after Maddie for a minute?

I don't need looking after,

why does everyone think I need looking after?

Go and find your brother, we're going home.

- I'll meet you in the car. - Yeah, no worries.

Come on.

- Jacqui. - Mm?

Erin's going through a lot at the moment.

Oh, she's fine, she's just a teenager.

I were the same at her age,

I were a right tearaway, and look at me now.

- Yeah, even so... - Trust me. I know my own daughter.

Yeah, course, it's just that sometimes, Erin puts on a front,

when actually, she's very...

Sorry, Jenn, sorry to interrupt you there,

but... are you giving me parenting lessons?

- No, course not, I'm just saying... - Yeah, well, don't, OK?

- Erin and me are fine, thanks. - She's-She's got a point, Jacs,

you should have been here.

Oh, right, I get it. I get it. Ganging up on me now, is that it?

Nobody's ganging up on anybody, we're just looking out for Erin.

What's that mean?

I'm doing what I can, but at the end of the day...

- It's nothing to do with you, is it? - Er, Jacs, don't...

No, seriously. I'm sorry, Jenn, I don't mean to be funny,

but maybe you should focus on your own kids,

- instead of... - What?!

..let me finish, instead of poking your nose in where it's not wanted.

I stepped in for Erin, you weren't here.

- She's MY daughter. - Yeah.

So, act like it.

Are you just gonna stand there and let her talk to me like that?

- What? - Oh, thank you very much

- Honest to God. - Fuckin' hell, Chris.

What? What? Wh...

What have I done... now?

Hold up. Dean!

Dean!

What?

Bloody hell.

- Holy shit! - What is it? What's wrong?

That looks... human.

We have to call the cops.

No, no, no. No, we can't, they'll shut us down.

- We'll miss the deadline. - Bollocks to the deadline, Dean.

That's easy for you to say, mate, I need this bonus.

- Lads, it's all right, carry on. - Dean! Mate.

It could have been there hundreds of years.

I don't know, maybe it used to be a graveyard here or something.

It's in concrete, mate.

It's in a bloody bin bag.