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26! Come here!

I'll teach you!

If you run,
she'll get what's coming to you!

Don't listen to her! Just run!

26! You'll not get far!

What do you think?

It looks like a serial killer's den.

I like it.

You would. Half the electrics don't
work. It's like a tomb!

No through traffic.
Not from the living.

Where's my office?

It's... somewhere on the
other side of those boxes.

How do I get to it?

Through the boxes?

I haven't got an office, have I?

Why are we down here? It's quieter.
No-one's going to find us.

There's that too.
SCREAMING

Stella?
There's a rat! A rat?

A huge rat. All right.

I'll find something to kill it.

Where is it? Under the shelf.

Don't kill Hannibal! Hannibal?

Don't kill him. Where is he? Where is
he? You want him alive?!

Where is he? Where is he?
There. There.

Where? Hannibal? Hannibal! Hannibal.

Dinner time. He's hungry
and he's got a special diet.

There we are.

Are you guys going to be all right
down here? Yeah. We'll be fine.

I'll be up in my lab. OK.

Bye, Hannibal.
PHONE RINGS

The phone works!
Well, maybe someone should get it.
Stella? Yeah. I'm going.

This is the call answering division
with a message for Detective
Superintendent Boyd.

We have a DNA search that
is flagging as connected
to one of your cold cases.

Look at that bird, she's starkers!
Get your camera out!

Wahey!
HORN BEEPS

Get down! Go! Go! Just go!

26! You'll not get far!

This is 26.

Another pair of
hands for you, sister.

You...
show her what to do. Yes, sister.

I can show her, sister. Fine.

You know the rule - she messes up,
you'll get what's coming to her.
Yes, sister.

Well, get back to work!
You lazy hussies!

This way.

It's OK. It's OK.

I'm just going to put this on
to keep you warm, OK?

My name's PC Katrina Howard.

Now can you tell me your name?

'Found on Nine Mile Road in
Downshire in the early hours
of this morning...'

Naked, suffering trauma
and apparent memory loss.

They ran her DNA through the
system to try and identify her.

She flagged as a person of
interest in one of your cold cases.
No ID on her yet? No, sir.

Anyone making a search of the area?

We haven't got any
available units...

Where is she?
Any idea what happened to her?

She's got some ligature marks
on her wrists and the rape
kit showed positive.

Have you put that
through that lab?

I made a request but they're
backed up and said it would
take a few days.

Has she spoken?

So, do you want to try
and speak to her?

No. Have all the medical on her
and the rape kit sent to my lab.

OK. Are you taking the case, sir?
Yes. Right, cos I've got
to get back to my unit.

You stay here until I get
someone to relieve you.

But I need to get back,
sir, as I said, I... Stay.

Sir.

Where is she?

I crashed. What about woman?!

She escaped. The boot must have
sprung open when I hit...

Coban!

What?

We have problem.

I lost her. That is problem.

It was an accident.
Kill this piece of English shit!

I'm not English.
I'm Turk, just like you. Like me?

You think this makes you like me?

Let go!

You cry like a bitch. Enough.

Enough.

So, our cold case links the unknown
woman to the murder of Resat Topal,

found dead in his office on 14th
January, 1967 alongside this, still
unidentified white male.

The Clubs & Vice files
say Topal was part of the influx
from Turkey in the '50s.

'Did they have anything on him?'
'They suspected the club was
a front for prostitution.'

What about this guy? No ID on him.

They believe he was in his 20s.
No form.

OK. Crime scene, what do we know?

The original post-mortem says that
Resat was killed with a single stab

wound through his gut
and on up into his heart.

The murder weapon was a
Samurai sword which was found

in the clutches of the unidentified
male, in his right hand.

And do we know where it came from?
Yes, we do.

It came from this ceremonial stand

which was also in the room. Oh,
right, and they're a pair, right?
Yeah.

Do we have these swords?
Yes, upstairs in the lab...

I'm going to run tests.
What was this man's cause of death?

The unidentified male's cause
of death was an intra-cranial

haemorrhage caused by a blow, or
a number of blows to his temple.

You can see the marks
made there by this very
distinctive sovereign ring.

Which Topal was wearing?

Yes, it was on the hand.
So he pummelled him

with his right fist,
ring on middle finger. Yeah.

How does a guy who was
punched to death then stab
the other guy with a sword?

Well,
maybe he didn't die immediately.

Third party?
What about our mysterious woman?

What's her connection?
Our mysterious lady...

Her blood was found on the mouths
of the two deceased males.

Her blood was on their lips?

Yeah.

Was it found anywhere else? No.

So, what are the choices? She bit
them or they bit her.

Yes, but if she bit them you'd see
evidence of it and there isn't and,
well, we can't know if they bit her.

Perhaps it was a vampiric ritual?
Maybe she was a prostitute
hitting back at her pimps.

Come on, now in 1967, she'd have
been a very young teenager...

take an awful lot of strength
or rage to kill a man
so powerful and violent.

So we have a 15, 16-year-old girl
who was in, possibly, a brothel
with two dead men, one

identified as Resat Topal,
the other still unidentified.

So was this a gangland killing?

Or is it about...

the girl? Sir! Locals have
found an abandoned car close to
where the woman was picked up.

Don't let them go anywhere near it.
All right, let's go.
Do you need me?

Sorry? I was wondering
if you needed me. No, no.

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done,
on Earth as it is in Heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,
and forgive us our trespasses

as we forgive
those who trespass against us.

And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil. Amen.

26!

Do I know you?

No.

Are you a doctor?

No, I'm a psychologist.

I can't remem... What's my name?

We don't know.

Why won't they tell me
what happened to me?

Because we don't know yet.

But why can't I remember?

Maybe you're afraid to.

I don't understand.

Well, the mind has an ability
to protect itself...

to block out events
that it finds too disturbing.

So if you want to access those
memories, we have to let the mind
know that it's in a safe place.

OK.

So the first thing you have to accept
is that whatever it is you've
been through, you've survived it.

It's over now.

No...

I don't think so.

Why?

I've got this feeling something

terrible is going to happen.

No, that's normal, OK?

That's the resonance of the
trauma you've been through...
a sort of mental shadow of it.

What?

When I woke up this morning,

I remembered how to pray.

A memory as a little girl.

Well, that's good.

Back her up... Come on,
keep her coming. Keep her coming.

More, more... Grand now.

26!

..and Jesus said to his disciple...

The van's here.
Let someone else take it. I have it.

I know what you're up to.

If I found a way out of here would
you come with me?

We'd have the Gardai
scouring the country for us.
Not if we get far enough away.

Hush now!
The devil makes work for idle hands.

Be careful! Would you come with me?
Maybe.

Will you meet me?

You think I can come
and go as I please?

My boss has keys.

So? I can open the little door
down in the garden.

Youse two go any slower you'll stop!

You lazy little tikes!

When?

Tonight? I might.

Could've been taken for a joyride.

No plates.

No tax.
Well, now it's officially dodgy.
There's blood on the airbag here.

We'll be able to put
a time of deployment from
the on-board computer.

Pens.

SAT NAV: 'Welcome to the digital
navigator.'

One of these.
'You are using voice activator.'

'Please state destination.' Home.
'Turn around where possible.

That's handy.

I swear...

on the Sacred Heart of Jesus.

Get out of it. Do you not want to?

What if something happens?

I'll look after you.

You expect me to believe that?

I swear. Swear on what?

I swear on the Sacred Heart.

Bless yourself then.

And say it at the same time.

I swear on the Sacred Heart of
Jesus that if anything happens,
I'll look after you.

Right.

'You have reached your destination.'

Gates. Let's see if it works.

So, the car does belong here.

DOORBELL RINGS

Curtains drawn.

I'll check the grounds.
Let's go round the back.

Dog. Big dog.

See 'em?

Yeah.

Carrion sarcs. Flesh-eaters.

LOUD BUZZING

Always be prepared.

Dead Posh(!)

There's a bigger colony
coming from through there.

OK, we have a white male, aged
unknown, suspended by his feet.

He's also got ties around his wrists,
there's a ligature round his neck.

Mouth is gaping.

The tongue is half-eaten
away due to maggot infestation.

The central heating would have
created perfect conditions for decay.

Looking at the size and distribution
of the maggot masses

and the length of the individual
larvae in the flesh,

we're talking at least
second generation...

I'd estimate the PMI as being
approximately five days.

What's that noise?
The snap, crackle, pop? Yeah.

It's feeding in the flesh.
Oh.

Look at this.

It's her. Yeah. Elizabeth Andrews.

26!

26!

Come out from there! Do you think
you're the first little tramp to try
and sneak over that wall after a boy?

I had the locks changed.

Come here.

I'll teach you.

I know what you're going to do!

You're wanting to do filth,
aren't you?! Come down!
You're going nowhere!

Leave her alone!

Go! Go!

Get your hands off me!
Sister Margaret!

Come with me, Kathleen!

Just get out of here! Go! Go!
Where are you, what's happening?

Get off of her!

Just get off of her!
Come down from there now!

Kathleen!

If you run,
she gets what's coming to you!

Don't listen to her. Just go! Run!

Just go!

Be quiet.

Hold her tight!

Now you're for it.

Get up!

You'll burn in hell!

That'll be up to God. But I tell
you this much - you'll burn on Earth!

26! You'll not get far!

I thought you weren't coming.
We've got to get out of here!

What's wrong? They're after
me! What do you mean? I mean I've
been found out and they're after me!

I don't want trouble. I'm not going
back there. It's different now!

You promised, you said if anything
happened you'd take care of me!
I know, but... You swore!

I know that. You swore.

Come on, then.

I found freshly-dried bloodstains
and saliva stains

along with pubic hair
in the boot of the crashed BMW.

These are a match to
Elizabeth Andrews' DNA.

The distribution pattern of the
samples would suggest to me

that she was being carried
in the boot of the car

up until the point of collision.

COMPUTER BEEPS

'Look at that bird, she's starkers.
Get the camera out quick. Wahey!'

Elizabeth Andrews.

The sole owner of the house.
Now she appears in Companies
Register half a dozen times.

Everything from leisure and
retail to oil exploration.

She paid herself
two million last year.

Right. This is her husband,
or was her husband, Tony Muller.

Yeah. Swiss national, German-Swiss.

Married four years ago.
Occupation - ski instructor.

I think that's a code
for house-husband.

A very attractive ski instructor.

Is he? Yes.

It's a factor. Is it? Mmm. Well,
it's not enough of a factor to get
his name on the house, is it, Grace?

She's a very attractive
older woman and he's very fit.

I get it. I understand. There are
no records of Muller in the UK.

Well, he's a Swiss national.
Why don't you get in touch with them?

I've been trying to but the Swiss,
getting information...
Tell them you're after Nazi gold

that should open a few doors.
Why is everybody trying to
tell me my job at the moment?

Good morning, Father.
It's afternoon, Patrick.

Look at that, Father.
Isn't that terrible?

You'd think she'd know better.

# ...ma belle

# These are words
that go together well

# My Michelle

# Michelle, ma belle... #

I don't know what to do.
What about your uncle in Kilburn?

Are you mad? We can't go to him now.

What did I do?

I don't even know your name.

You never asked.

Michelle.

Michelle English.

So, Michael O'Hare,

what are we going to do?

I think I have a plan.

I'll go to my uncle on my own.

But why? Wait, wait.

I'll get a start
from him on the site.

Then we can get a place.

And what will I do? Just wait here.

Just give me an hour.

One hour. OK?

Fine.

You are coming back for me,
aren't you?

Yeah.

Of course. You promise?

I promise.

Spence, what have we
got on Elizabeth's house?

I checked the perimeter.
No sign of forced entry.

Top security system. Disabled.

At what time? The alarm memory
shows disabled 23.27 on the 24th.

Which was the Friday. Yeah.

24th, Friday, 23.27. Yeah.

So what time was the airbag
deployed?

On-board computer shows airbag
deployed at 6.17am on the 27th.

(27th...) Monday? Yeah.

27th at 6.17. Three days.

That gives us - Saturday, 24 hours.

That gives us Sunday,

24 hours. Three, 33, 33, 17,
that's 54.

It's three days.
54.50, which is approximately
three days. Three days.

From the time the alarm went off
to the time that the car crashed.

Yes. No sign of forced
entry into the house.

There's also an empty safe
in the bedroom.

Yes, contents insurance? Yeah,
worth half a million in jewellery.

And the safe had
a memory function on it?

The safe was opened 12 minutes
after the alarm was turned off.

OK, so the safe opens at 23.39.

So the intruders entered the house
and they begin to torture Tony.

Maybe they're trying to extract
information from Elizabeth.
Contents of the safe?

Which she gives to them.
Yeah, in the first 12 minutes. Yeah.

So what happens to
Elizabeth Andrews, here,

between the time the safe is opened

and the time that she was found
naked and raped

on the Monday morning?

We know Tony was probably killed
on the Saturday morning.

Yeah, but if they tortured him to
get information about the safe,
and they got what they wanted,

why did they keep her alive
through this period?

Maybe that was their intention.

We've found her.

Don't disappoint me this time.

You want me to kill her?! Yes.

I thought Mr Polat wanted her alive.
He did, but you lost her.

Do you know what
happens if she talks to the
police and harms Mr Polat?

What?

Zafer dies.

Why?

That's the way it is.

You are a soldier,
he is your captain.

Your mistake is his.

His mistake is mine.

I have to kill him.

He is like my brother.

What do you think
I will do to you

if I have to kill my brother?

HE SPEAKS IN HIS OWN LANGUAGE

You will fix your mistake.

HE SPEAKS IN HIS OWN LANGUAGE

No.

It is for him to do.

How much, darlin'?

I've got the results
on the DNA from the rape kit -

three males, one of whom
was the driver of the crashed car.

They all belong to a specific
ethnic group.

Aboriginal Anatolians,
it's a J2 haplogroup,
Y-chromosome, it doesn't mutate.

It's found predominantly
in the Fertile Crescent

in North Africa, the Mediterranean,

so Libya, Syria, Lebanon, Italy,
Greece, Turkey and the Caucasus.

Our cold case is a Turk.

Is that just a coincidence?

40 years later?
I don't see why it should be.

What did these three men
do to Tony Muller?

X-rays show severe fracturing to
both zygomatic arches here and here,

a depressed fracture to the
temporal squama here, and a complete
collapse of the nasal septum...

all indications of
a prolonged beating.

What are you doing?! No! No!

Please don't! Tony!

No! Tony!

Toxicology? Toxicology.

Yes, there were high levels of
cocaine found in his bloodstream.

His liver is inflamed which
is consistent with long-term
alcohol and drug abuse. How long?

I don't know yet, I've got
to get a slide of his liver.

Do that when I'm gone, will you?
Yeah.

In relation to that I
also found traces of cocaine

in the house - in the bedroom, on
the bed and, also, inside the safe.

But I screened Elizabeth's blood for
drug use and she came back negative.

So, the husband's the user here.

Did they come to the house
knowing there were drugs there

or did they come looking for them,
found them in the safe...?

I mean, extreme behaviour is not
uncommon at coke binges

but you don't normally end up
looking like this.

It doesn't explain everything
that happened after.

SHE SCREAMS
Shut up!

I mean, why did they take Elizabeth
away? They killed him, why didn't
they kill her and torch the house?

It brings us back to why three days?
Maybe she had something she
couldn't give them there and then.

If she escaped and they didn't
let her go, they'll want her back.
And she won't be too hard to find.

Oh, no. You better get down
to the hospital, Spence.

Armed? Yeah. I can go.

No, it's OK. Spence can do it.

But you don't need
a DI to do bed duty.

I can go. All right,
you do it, then.

OK. Don't you want to know
which hospital you're going to?

The woman who lost her memory.

I'm not sure, but if you ask
at reception. Thank you.

Excuse me... Sorry, I'm busy.

You can't come in here. Elizabeth?

No, I said you can't come in here.

What are you doing?!
Move! Turn around and leave!

I just want to talk to Elizabeth!
Well, you can't. Let go of me!
Don't make this difficult.

Leave the room now!

Behave!

Aaaargh!

Get him out of here!
Don't let him near me! Don't let him
near me, don't let him near me!

No! Get him away from me, don't let
him near me! Keep him away from me!

No! Keep him away!
Don't let him near me!

AAARGH!

AAARGH!

God help me, God help me!

Father?

Hey, come in!

Come in and show yourself!

Are you OK? Yes, thank you.
There's no need to go. I have to go.

I've already seen the smock
under your coat.

I don't need to know any more. And
there's a safe place for you here.

If you want it.

The YWCA's just down the road.

I give you my word
that you won't have to go back
to where you ran away from.

All right. Father...?

My name's Brendan.

The man that was following me...

What of him? Is he still out there?

He's always out there.
Do you know him? I know of him.

So do you.

I don't understand. He's the devil.

But you don't belong to him.

No.

No, I don't.

Can I help?

Who are you? Father Brendan Quinn.

I was visiting a parishioner,
heard the commotion.

Can I help you?

Yes, Father.

Go on.

Father. I saw the devil.

I know. I know you did. I know.

Now, hush now. God will protect you.

Here. Here, take these.

Pray with me.

Our Father, who art in Heaven,

hallowed be thy name,
thy kingdom come,

thy will be done
on Earth as it is in Heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread...

He doesn't look like a Turk.
Who is he?

His name is Samuel Knight.
I ran him through the system.

Sole owner of a company called
Universal Prospects, set up in 2007.

Hedge fund management. City guy.

Yeah, but not for long. Look.

"In administration".

Nine Brownie points on his licence,
speeding offences
in his Porsche Boxster.

Couldn't afford the 911.
No, but the Boxster's a nice car.

It's not a Porsche, though. Boys!
Is there any connection
to Elizabeth Andrews?

No, there's nothing here.
But she knew him?

It would appear so. Stella said that
she flipped out when she saw him.

Could've have been a trigger
for a memory recall.

It doesn't mean
he was part of the attack,
it could be someone she knew.

No, he's not someone she knew.

He's close to her.

Why do you think that? Because he was
outraged when we wouldn't let him go
into her room to be at her bedside!

That's true. So?

God, you two! OK, we've known
each other a long time. Yeah.

I'm in a hospital bed, the police,
the doctors, they won't allow you
to come into my room,

do you accept that?
Of course. You wouldn't feel a moral
right to be at my bedside? No.

Cos we never had sex.

He was outraged.

I'm going to the hospital. OK.

I want to file charges of assault.

What's your connection to Elizabeth
Andrews? I want to file charges
of assault! I heard you.

So?! That's a different department,
I'll give you the number.
When can I go?

We can make this easy,
I ask the questions,
you answer them, then we're done.

And how long's it gonna take?
Are you listening to me?

OK, ask! Right, what is your
connection to Elizabeth Andrews?
What happened to her?

You're well-dressed, I assume you
earn a good living and you're
therefore not mentally disabled.

What?! Do you have a medical
condition that makes you incapable
of answering a direct question?

She's my business partner. Well done.

A partner? Yes.

So why isn't your name
on her company register?

OK, what I mean is,
she is a partner in my business.

Right. At Universal Prospects?

Yes. So why isn't her name
on your company register?

Because she's a silent partner.
Oh, that's different. Is it?!

Yeah, you see, her business
is investing in other businesses

so what you're telling me, in your
sweet little way, is you're one
of her investments.

You could put it like that.
That's not the way you put it.

I'm sorry, what is your point?
I've just made it.

Well, I didn't get it!
Are you screwing her?

I beg your pardon?

I take that as a yes. No, it's...
Why not say "no", then?

Are you confused? If someone
asks me if I'm screwing someone,
I don't have to think about it,

I am or I'm not,
but you seem confused.

So...well, maybe you're not
screwing, maybe it's love.

Oh! This is ridiculous!

OK.

I don't think you'll find this
ridiculous cos this is her husband.

He was murdered and tortured,
it was a slow, painful death.

This is Elizabeth herself,
who was raped by three men
over a period of three days.

Oh, God!

Look, I know you're lying to me.

And if you don't tell me the truth,

I'm going to make you lick that up.

Boyd.

Boyd.

Come on, mate.
Let's get you cleaned up.

I've been looking all over for you.

Have you now?

Why didn't you wait
for me at the cafe?

And how long did you expect
me to wait there, Mick?

Do you know what
goes on around there?

I do now.

I got held up. When I got
back there, you'd gone,

I thought something
had happened to you.

Well, I'm fine. Who's this, then?

This is Mick.

Mick.

Hiya.

That's a nice suit.

Yeah. I got a start. It's a bit
fancy for the building site,
though, isn't it?

I don't work on a site.
I can see that.

I've a job in a...

a pub.

So it must be a very fancy pub, then?

It is. It's a gentlemen's club.

Good for you. Now was there
anything I could help you with, Mick,

or did you just come in here
to show us your nice new suit?

I want to talk to Michelle.
I think you've told her
all she needs to know.

Fine.

Mick!

Mick, wait!

I have a flat.

Will you come with me? I can't.

I can get you a job in the
club I work in. What sort of job?

Selling cigarettes. You get
a uniform and everything.

What sort of job is that?

It's a great job.

The girls make loads of money in
tips. Mr Topal said... And who's he?

He's my boss, he owns the club.

I was telling him that I had a
girlfriend and he said, "Bring
her in and I'll give her a job."

Who's this girlfriend
you have, then?

You.

Look, I do want to go with you.

Then come on. No, I've got
to stay here for a while.

Why? Because I promised.

Will you come out?
To the pictures, or something?

All right.

You know I love you, right?

You do?

Course I do.

That's good, then.

Right, so.

Is it done?

It's impossible.

There's police all over the place.

Loads of security! Zafer! Zafer!

Olgac.

Let me tell you
what I will do to you

if you disgrace our family.

I will cut up your bastard children,
I will rape your whore wife

and sell her to
the Kurdish brothels.

Do you understand me?

Yes.

Get the car.

I've managed to recover
a partial print from the blade
of the Samurai sword.

Is that because you could
and they couldn't back then?
Exactly.

It was made into the blood
so it's post-trauma.

It's not Topal, nor is it the
other unidentified male.
So, could it belong to Elizabeth?

No. No, the size would
indicate that it's probably male.

So there was a third man
on the scene with Elizabeth?

Possibly. Oh, Boyd, do you
want me to get a sample,

a DNA sample from your suspect,
or have Spence get a mouth swab?

No, no, no, it's not necessary,
I'll just send you my shirt.

I don't understand.

You will when you see the shirt.
All right?

Oh, OK.

How is he?
The vomiting's stopped, but...

But...?
It's kicked off at the other end.

I've asked FIB to send through
Knight's accounts so we can see
who he's doing business with.

Right, let's see what
he does with his money. OK.

Last month.

There's nothing much happening,
so we go back six months...

April, March, February.

No, no, nothing much.
Let's go further back, a year...

A year... March, February,
there we go.

Last year, there are
some major amounts

being transferred
into and out of this account.

104243. OK. Millions?

Yeah. Owner of account...

..is...

..Elizabeth Andrews.

Let's see what her current
financial position is.

There's nothing in it.

No.

Look at the dates
it was cleared out.

24th to the 26th.

Three million.

A million a day into
a Swiss bank account.
Three million over three days.

There are a few customers I
wouldn't expect to see indoors.

Calliphora Vomitoria.

If you have to die
to do this, you do it.

Grace Foley. Cold Case Squad.

Hey. Who's that?

Father Quinn, visiting priest.

Hello?

Oh, I'll leave you to it.

In nomine Patris, Filii
et Spiritus Sancti. Amen.

Thank you. You're welcome.

Do you need me to do anything?

No. Thank you.

OK. Well, I'll be in the
hospital chapel if anybody needs me.

Thank you.

It's not a dream, is it?

No.

Is Tony...

..my husband, is dead?

Yes.

Who were they?

I was hoping that you
might be able to tell me.

No.

Can you tell me what happened?

I'll try.

There were three of them.

Foreign.

They woke us up.

SHE SCREAMS

OK, so these three men,
what do they want?

Don't know.

Well, they must have said.

I mean, they...

..they said they wanted
Mr Polat's money.

Polat?

I've never heard of him.

I gave them the safe.

I told them
to empty my bank account.

But it wasn't enough?

No.

I gave them the account
numbers and security codes.

It took them a few days.

And all that time
you were being held?

Yeah.

Have you got any family?

No, I never had children.

Mother? Father?

No, they died.

Siblings? No.

Listen, I've got to go.

Elizabeth, I'm going
to ask you something.

Is it possible that you could
have been in Soho in January, 1967?

1967?

Yeah.

I was 15.

Yes.

I was boarding at a convent school.

But could you have
been in Soho in 1967?

We used to sneak out sometimes.
To go to Ronnie Scott's.

So you could've been?

Why are you asking?

Your DNA was found at the scene
of a serious crime in Soho,

January 14th, 1967.

What?

What sort of serious crime?

A double murder.

No!

I know I lost my memory
but it's back now.

I think I'd remember that.
Don't you?

Stop! He's got a gun!

Put down your weapon!

Get back inside.
I'm not going anywhere.

Everyone, get back inside!

Move away from the door!

Drop your weapon!

Take the shot.

Put it down, son.

I can't.

Move!

GUN SHOT

Stella!

Can we get some help?

Stay with me. Stella. Stella.

Come on, darling. Stay with me.

Get someone!

Stay with me.

I ran the prints on the gun
from the hospital. I've got a hit!

To what? Our cold case!
Are you sure?

If I had found that child had been
put to prostitution by those men,

I'd have killed the two of
them with my bare hands.

Knight was managing an
investment portfolio for Polat

worth six million sterling!

He's always there for me. Does he
have access to your home? Yeah.

Can I be your daughter?

Course I'll be your mammy.

No-one was conned.
Nothing I did was illegal.

So you're as ruthless in
love as you are in business?

I let him down. He wanted Spencer.

Stella, you could've been killed.

And all you're worrying about is
whether you've disappointed Boyd.

I've built a 3D model of
the house to illustrate
the DNA sweep that I did.

We've now accounted
for all six people who we know
to have been on the scene.

Here is a seventh DNA sample.

You're under arrest.
For what?! Conspiracy to murder.

I want you to give a message
to your boss, Mr Polat.

Tell him I wanna make a deal.

You got money? I've got
something better than money.

Take 'em.

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