All language subtitles for DI Ray 2022 S02E04 720p WEB-DL HEVC x265 BONE.HI

Beardsmore, sighing:
Following yesterday's events,

Police Conduct have opened
an investigation.

[Sighs]

Thanks to you, we now have
the IOPC crawling

all over the department.

Kerry: Sir, I believe
the firearms operation

was conducted
following protocol.

Beardsmore: And yet still resulted
in the shooting of a suspect,

and not just any suspect.

[Distant siren wailing]

Beardsmore: You'll both need
to give the IOPC

a statement regarding
the operation.

[Sniffs]

There seems to be, um...

a recurring theme here, Ray.

You went in alone
to interview a prisoner.

DI Ray was asked
to undertake that, sir.

Not alone.

That was not signed off
in the risk assessment.

You also pursued
a kidnap vehicle,

putting DS Bottomley in danger,
when you should have waited

for marked cars to intercept.

DS Bottomley was significantly
affected by the incident.

[Paper rustles]

You entered an abandoned gym,

where a hostage was reported
to have been held,

without backup, putting yourself

and potentially others at risk.

And you insisted
on going to meet

a dangerous suspect
without your team.

Kerry: Actually, sir,
she did have someone... Beardsmore: DI Ray!

Are you a trained negotiator?

Rachita: I am not, sir.
Beardsmore: Hmm.

So why do you think
it's OK for you to barge

into any dangerous situation
that comes your way?

Rachita: Sir, I was following my instincts.
Beardsmore: Your instincts led

to the shooting of a suspect.

Your unauthorised proximity

to an armed
and non-compliant suspect

necessitated the deployment
of lethal force!

You are a danger to yourself
and to others.

This is on you, Ray!

[Monitor beeping,
oxygen pumping and hissing]

♪

Clive: Mrs. Mochani...
Sharan: My son's been shot.

I haven't got time
for your bull... questions.

Tell me something,
Detective Inspector.

You know full well he's innocent
and you were right there.

Why didn't you do something?

[Door opens]

[Theme music playing]

♪

I'm sorry to bother you so late.
I just, um... Zehra: It's OK.

I saw a man shot in front of me.

It was my fault.

I felt like I was
back there again

that night, with Tony.

Your infidelity
with Tony had nothing

to do with him being shot.

Rachita, what you're feeling
is perfectly natural.

It's only been
a matter of months.

Survivor's guilt is very common,

and something like this,
it can trigger...

Tony had a son.

What do I have?

No one.

It should have been me.

I mean,
who would... care?

It should have been me.

What about
your parents, Rachita?

How do you think they would
feel if they lost you?

You mean the mother who left me to
fend for myself because she cared

so much about what
people thought of her,

of us, that she actually
forgot to give a...?

You know, I, uh...

I found a trafficked girl...

alone in a cupboard.

And she was so...

calm about it.

I understood her.

As a girl.

As an adult.

I had a teammate
complain about me.

They think I'm being reckless.
Zehra: And are you?

No.

I get the job done.

We've got a big case on
at the moment,

I've just moved house,
and I've been training and...

What about rest time?
When do you stop?

After what happened
with Martyn and Tony

and then the suspension...

I didn't leave my house
for a week.

There's some days...
I didn't feel

like I could get out of bed.

I felt...
[Sighs]

paralysed.

I can't ever go back there.

Is it why you also keep your
relationships with men casual?

♪

Keeps me in control.

And you feel like
you can achieve this

only by keeping everyone
at a distance?

[Inhales]
That sounds like

a pretty lonely way to live.

Can I ask you
something, Rachita?

That little girl you found.

What did you say to her?

♪

I told her
she needn't be scared.

That she's not alone.

♪

Do you have somewhere to be?

Sorry, yeah.

Need to get back.
[Mobile phone vibrates]

Got to be at Nick
and Kerry's first thing.

[Sighing]
On uncle duties.

Nick's away, and Kerry's
working all hours

to get this Detective
Superintendent job.

Kerry's going
for Detective Superintendent?

And apparently there's all these
quotas, but... [Inhales]

[Slaps thigh]
no doubt she'll get it.

[Sighs]
She has a habit

of making things work for her.

I thought you two got on.

We do.

[Keys rattle]

[Elevator door opens]

Voicemail recording:
Rachita, it's Hiroka again.

If Police Conduct are involved,

This isn't your fault.
They're pinning this on you.

Kerry:...as we can spare
for those groups. Ah.

Miss Dhawan,
this is, uh, DI Ray.

Oh, it's Amara, please.
- Hi.

Kerry: We've just been
discussing initiatives

to deal with the rise
in gun crime.

Changes start
at ground level, right?

Rachita: Yeah. I mean,
more staff would be good.

It's kind of essential
to solving cases.

Yes, we've discussed
the lack of resources, DI Ray.

Amara: I absolutely hear
your concerns.

I too am a Brummie
through and through.

I'm from Leicester.
- Ah, I've got family in Leicester.

Look, in light of
the current situation,

if I'm fortunate enough to become
mayor, I promise to continue

to work tirelessly to secure
funding for the police

and all the invaluable work
that you do to keep us all safe.

Rachita: That's great news.
We need a new kettle. Ours is knackered.

Now, if you'll excuse me.
[Amara scoffs]

♪

Pauline:

[Male interpreter
speaks Punjabi]

Pauline: Did you make it?

[Interpreter speaks Punjabi]

Yellow is my favourite colour.

[Interpreter speaks Punjabi]

Pauline: Can I ask you about
the place you've been staying?

[Interpreter speaks Punjabi]

Did anyone come to visit
while you were there?

[Interpreter speaks Punjabi]

Sajna,

can we point?

Anybody you recognise?

[Interpreter speaks Punjabi]

♪

Thank you, Sajna.

Can you tell me about this man?

[Speaks Punjabi]

She said he came to the door.

Pauline: What about this lady?
[Sajna speaks Punjabi]

♪

[Tapping keyboard keys]

[Sajna and Pauline speak
in reverse]

Pauline: What about this lady?
[Sajna speaks Punjabi]

[Taps keyboard key]

♪

OK, so Sajna has

identified Priya Mochani
and Frank Chapman.

Rachita: What else have we got?
[Computer mouse clicks]

I've managed to get hold
of records to show

the fake passport
for Sajna was logged

on Saturday
12th March this year,

and that she was brought
over on a tourist visa.

So it was intended
to be temporary.

Why? What purpose?

I've been trying to get hold
of more information

from the NCA, but so far,
they've been unresponsive.

I wouldn't bother.
They'll fob you off,

tell you it isn't ours.

Even though Sajna is their
investigation now, we still have

legitimate reasons to be kept
abreast of what's been going on,

especially if it has
tangible links to our

triple-murder investigation.
[Computer chimes]

I'm afraid we're just gonna
have to be a pain

in the hole for them
until they give us what we need.

Paternity test results are back.

And?

She's not
Rav Mochani's daughter.

Sajna identified Frank Chapman

and Priya Mochani
as people in Dawn's flat.

♪

Rav said Frank wanted to go
into business with him.

What does that mean?

Kwesi: If Sajna's
telling the truth,

then Dawn never disclosed
the fact that she'd met Chapman,

let alone him being at her flat.

Rachita: Need to speak
to Dawn again

and to Priya Mochani.
They've both been lying.

Search their properties again.
We need to bring them in.

Let's see who cracks first.

[Distant siren wailing]

[Police radio, indistinct]

[Overlapping chatter]

Officer: Copy that, Control...
[Metal detector beeping]

Officer: I've got
the daughter here as well.

Officer 2: Copy that...
[Indistinct chatter continues]

Rachita: We need to talk to you
about Frank Chapman.

I told you before I
don't know anything about him.

We know he came to your flat,
so why'd you lie to us?

♪

Dawn, you've been rehoused for your
own protection and you've cooperated

with us until now,
so unless you want to get re-arrested,

I suggest you continue to do so.
Charlene: Why was he at your flat, Dawn?

♪

Rachita: Dawn Hughes,
I'm arresting you... Dawn: He wanted a photo.

What kind of photo?

Of the kid.

How do you know Priya?

Dawn: She's Rav's sister.
Charlene: Why did Frank Chapman

want a photo of the child?
Dawn: I dunno.

Rachita: Oh, come on, Dawn.
Dawn: Honest. He never said.

He gave me a phone and told me
to take a photo while he waited.

Charlene: Did he give you any
other instructions about the photo?

It weren't anything dodge, like,
he just wanted a photo of her.

♪

It was Frank Chapman.
I had to.

Did you tell Rav
and Priya about it?

[Distant siren wailing]

♪

So we know that Sajna,
the girl in the photo,

isn't Rav's daughter, but he
seems to be protective of her

regarding Frank Chapman,
and she also knows you.

Why?

What's your connection
with this child, Priya?

What is Dawn's
involvement in all this?

Who?

For what purpose was
this little girl brought

into the country, Priya?

♪

I put it to you
that this vulnerable child,

this orphan, was brought over

from India to be exploited,
most likely

for domestic servitude...
or worse.

♪

Were you and your brother involved
in trafficking this child?

Kwesi: Because we know you
were contacting him.

We found your burner phone when
we searched your house, Priya.

♪

[Gulps, sighs]
No comment.

♪

Priya Mochani
is refusing to cooperate

about anything
connected to Sajna.

We've arrested her
for assisting an offender,

and it's likely she'll be bailed
until her court appearance.

Charlene, what about her burner?

Charlene: Communication
with Rav started the morning

he planned to leave the country,
but Priya's burner's

been active
for a number of weeks.

We're still analysing the data.
Kwesi: Ma'am?

I've been looking into the
Chapmans' business contracts.

Rachita: Go on.
Kwesi: For the past three years,

they've had a contract
for council tax bailiff work,

a very lucrative one.

Rachita: How much we talking?
Kwesi: Three mil, minimum.

After the three years was up, there was
the option to extend by another two years.

Clive: Thank you.
Kwesi: And it was prevented,

so this is a sudden,
unexplained,

and very last-minute
change of tone.

Do we know what led to it?
- He's doing some digging for me.

Rachita: It's great work,
Kwesi. Keep us updated.

Clive: Ma'am,
Response have reported

several public order offences
in the past few hours.

Businesses have been graffitied
with "Justice for Megan."

They're all owned
by South Asians.

Rachita: OK, I'll talk to the DCI
about upping our street presence.

We need more movement in every
aspect of this investigation,

so let's fast-track
the ballistic report.

This will keep getting worse until we
prove that Rav Mochani is innocent.

All right, everyone,
let's get back to work.

There's no excuse
for the kind of violence

we've been seeing
over the past few days.

It's understandable
the public feel unsafe

and unprotected.

Man: Take the goods
off the place!

Justice for Megan!
[Crowd shouting]

Amara:
But, as your councillor,

I'm making it
my priority to ensure

that we get to the bottom
of these issues,

to put pressure
on West Central Police,

and to make sure that if
Mr. Mochani is found guilty,

then he will be prosecuted
to the full extent of the law

so that the public feels safe.

As you can see,

all the bullets

are a match.

So, the same gun
fired the bullets

that killed Megan Parks,

Frank Chapman, and Dave Chapman?

Kwesi: So Rav Mochani was
the shooter of all three?

Kerry: Right.

Let's speak to
the Complex Case Prosecutor

at the CPS and explain what we
have to charge Ravinder Mochani

with the murders as soon as he wakes up.
Also, the friend...

Kwesi: Shiv, ma'am.
Kerry: Let's ask for authority

to charge him
with assisting an offender.

He'll most likely be bailed,
but... Rachita: The other gun,

the one that fired the first
bullet that wounded Frank Chapman

in his home... you said it was
practically vintage in the gun world.

Correct, ma'am.
- So where is it?

Kerry: DI Ray, what is
your preoccupation with this?

Rachita: Well, there's
a missing firearm, ma'am.

Kerry: Yes, one of many. If we paused every
investigation to go play hide and seek

for weapons, we wouldn't get anything done.
We have to focus here.

What we know is that Rav Mochani
shot and killed all three victims.

Rachita:
But did he, though?

His prints may be all over
the gun, but currently,

we have no evidence
to place him at the scene

of the shootings
of Frank and Megan.

Kwesi: Maybe Rav was working
with an accomplice

who shot Frank at his home.
Clive: Yeah, if Rav was kidnapped

with a gun on him,
this Degsy bloke would have searched

and got it off him before
it got to Dave, surely.

Unless the gun belonged to one
of Chapman's heavies.

Kerry: I have got not only
the Chief Superintendent

on my case regarding
this ongoing IOPC investigation,

but also, thanks
to the negative press attention

this is getting, I've now got
the DCC interes...

Rachita: Rav admitted to killing
Dave Chapman in self-defence,

but he was adamant he hadn't
killed Frank or Megan,

so the fact there's another gun out
there that's yet to be recovered

means that there's another potential
killer out there on the loose.

♪

I want officers out there
searching for this vintage firearm.

We're missing something.
I know it.

[Birds chirping]

♪

[Grate clangs]

♪

[Phone beeps]

♪

I'm at the house.

The gun's not here.

♪

[Computer mouse clicking]

♪

[Text notification chimes]

♪

What did you find out?

No sign of the gun.
One of the lads from the Selly Oak shop

said he was driving your dad across
town a few days before the hit.

He was on the phone, arranging a meet...
with Mochani.

What else?

He was after putting me
on to tailing someone.

Who?

Someone he was in business with.
A woman.

Remember her name?

I never found out.
Changed his mind.

Said he was gonna
take care of it himself.

So, what next, boss?

♪

[Monitor beeping]

♪

Rachita: How's he doing?
Nurse: No change, I'm afraid.

♪

[Phone beeps]

Hi, it's Ethan. Leave a message
and I'll get back to you.

♪

[No audible dialogue]

♪

[Unbuckles seatbelt]

[Door creaks]

You need to stop seeing her.

[Continues speaking
indistinctly]

[Ethan speaking indistinctly]

♪

Ethan: Kerry.

Kerry.

♪

[Buckles seatbelt]

♪

[Door creaks]

[Distant rummaging]

♪

[Distant clattering]

♪

[Rummaging sounds continue]

♪

[Plates clattering]

♪

Mum?

Finally!

[Taps utensil on pot]

Debo: I made some chai.
Rachita: Thank you.

Why didn't you call ahead and
tell me that you were coming?

I keep trying.
You just never get back to me.

Anyway, I'm glad I did come.

[Utensils clatter]

But you're living out
of boxes, sweetheart.

And your fridge.

I had to go to the supermarket.

But you can't make
a meal out of bagels

and energy drinks and half
a block of mouldy Edam.

And ready meals?

You're a professional
woman, Rachita.

This is no way to live.
Rachita: No one even comes around here.

Debo: Well, just as well.
Rachita: And I'm not obsessed

about what people
think about me.

Debo: What's that supposed to mean?
Rachita: Oh, come on, Mum.

You've spent so long presenting
this façade to the world

that you don't even know
who you are anymore.

Well, I'm definitely not
ready meals and mouldy Edam.

[Inhales, sighs]
Just sit.

[Rachita sighs]

You can't hide in your work, you know.
Life isn't all about work.

Rachita: Yours was.
Debo: That's not true.

Oh, come on, Mum.
You left me in a room the size of a closet

when you were giving lectures.
I was eight years old.

Only during the school holidays.

And we never went on holiday.

[Sighs]

I had to work harder
than everyone else

to get to the same place as people
who were less qualified than me.

You think it still
isn't like that?

I'm being blamed for
the shooting of a suspect.

[Sets down hairbrush]

Plait?

A bun's fine.

I'll do a plait.

You know, I'm, uh...

gathering evidence to build
a case against the force?

Mum?

Hmm.

You don't think I should?

So many times in my life,
I wanted to speak up,

to fight.

But you know what?

I had to put food on the table,

make sure we had a roof
over our heads.

So I kept my head down

and got on with it.

I think you should think
very carefully

about rocking that boat.

Institutions are powerful,

but you're just one woman.

I made dal chawal.
Come.

Eat.

[Distant phone ringing]

Liam: Kwes,
you've been looking

at the Mochani and Chapman
businesses, right?

Kwesi: Yeah.
Liam: This has come up.

I was looking at some of the
Mochanis' dealings and I found it.

It's a company they recently set up
and, well, have a look.

♪

Kwesi: Uh... Liam: It's to
operate as a bailiff company.

Hang about.

Kwesi: Virtue Secure?
That's the name of the company

that applied for the council
bailiff contracts.

Liam: The one the Chapmans had?
Kwesi: Hmm.

The contract went out to tender.

The deadline's upcoming,
but this company, the Mochanis', have

submitted their application for the
first stage of the bidding process.

So, do you reckon that's
why Frank Chapman

and Rav Mochani were
in communication... blackmail?

It's got to be.
There's that much money involved,

plus loan shark contract means
they can prey on vulnerable people,

offer them loans to get
out of their debt.

It's the perfect way to drum
up more loan-sharking business.

So who did the Mochanis have
a hold over at the council

to make 'em strong enough
to rival the Chapmans?

Clive: Thanks for the tea, Lisa.
Lisa: It's all right.

Um, I was wondering
if we could chat about Lou.

I heard he got early release.

He's been back in the snooker
hall, every night.

But he's not been in touch.

[Scoffs]
Not even a text.

I take it you're not
on good terms then.

His choice.

Not mine.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Lisa, are... are you aware that Lou's
planning to leave the country?

[Sighs]

Why would he do that?
Frank's dead, so who's he running from?

You know he'll end up
straight back inside.

[Crunching]

He thinks it's his fault.

What is?

I...

I'm sorry.

I have to get to work.

[Distant phone ringing]

Rachita: Morning.
Kerry: Morning.

Any luck with your search
for the firearm?

Nothing's been found yet, ma'am.
How was your evening?

Oh, just alone watching telly.

[Distant siren wailing]

Charlene: Ma'am,
I've got an update

regarding
Priya Mochani's burner.

I've identified a number
that Priya's been

in regular communication with
over the past few weeks.

Kerry: Whose is it?
Charlene: Seems to be another burner, ma'am.

It's not registered, anyway.
However, from cell site data analysis,

we can narrow down the location
of its use to a few streets.

Can we find out if there's any
known criminals or any connections

to the Mochanis that live in those streets?
Charlene: Yeah,

I can try, ma'am. It's um,
it's quite a posh area.

Not your usual criminal hideout.

Man: Ma'am? Kerry: I'll, uh,
check back in with you later.

♪

Another thing, ma'am.

I'm not sure
if it's significant.

This... unknown burner.

Go on.

It's, um, it's also been
logged near the police station.

This one?

♪

Charlene: Do you think...
Rachita: A corrupt officer.

Can you keep this between us, DC Ellis?
Charlene: Yeah.

I need more information before we
discuss it with the rest of the team.

Mm-hmm.

♪

[Car doors unlock]

♪

[Beep, line ringing]

♪

Woman: Which department

Can you connect me to Force
Intelligence Bureau, please?

Could you please state

My name is DI Ray.
I'm from West Central Homicide.

Like to submit an application

to intercept a phone number.

On what grounds?

I believe there's a corrupt police
officer contacting a suspect.

It's a priority application.

Emergency application confirmed,

will be in touch directly.

[Distant tires squeal]

[Distant men arguing
indistinctly]

♪

[Distant, indistinct chatter]

[Birds chirping]

[Text notification chimes]

He should be here
in the next fifteen.

Do you want to tell me
what's going on with you?

How... how do you mean?

Sleeping in your car,

wearing the same
clothes to work.

♪

[Sighs]

♪

Me and Sam had an argument,
and she kicked me out.

I'm not gonna lie.
It is a bit...

I'm sure, once you've both had a bit
of time to cool off, it'll be fine.

It's been a couple of weeks now.

[Clive sighs]

You can kip on my sofa.

Clive: Thanks.

You and, um...
Beardsmore...

[Text notification chimes]

♪

Clive: Yeah,
he should be here now.

[Car door closes]

That's him, right?

Yep, that's him.

Lou Kirkby.

♪

[Billiard balls clacking]

[Indistinct chatter]

Lou Kirkby?

My name is DI Ray,
and you know DS Bottomley.

I don't deal with slopes.

Rachita: I'm afraid
you're going to have to.

We know you're planning
on leaving the country,

and so does
your probation officer.

Where were you
on Sunday, March 20th,

between 10 p.m. and 11:30 p.m.?
Lou: What is this?

Clive: Just answer the question, Lou.
Lou: I was in the pub.

Clive: Which one?

The White Horse, Digbeth.

Can anyone verify that?

I was sat at the bar

from 6 p.m. 'til close.

Rachita: Why did you show up
at Frank Chapman's funeral

when you hate him as much
as everyone says you do?

I wanted to make sure
the sick... was properly dead.

Shame his toxic... isn't.

Who are you on about?

Lou: His bit on the side.
So I've given you my alibi.

Now, if you want anything else,
you're gonna have to bring me in.

♪

Rachita: I need you to look into
any women that dated Frank Chapman.

Go through social media, Google,

local news stories,
see if anyone comes up.

Liam: I'll get onto it, ma'am.
Rachita: OK, thanks.

For a man of Frank's years
and reputation, seems strange

that no exes have raised
their heads till now.

Well, that's why we need
to keep all eyes on Lou.

Whoever this "toxic..." is
means she's significant enough

for him to hate her
as much as he hates Frank,

which means
she could be in danger.

♪

Dal and rice?

Oh, bloody love dal.

I just need
to boil up some rice.

Honestly, I can't
thank you enough for this.

I've really been
missing Sam's cookin'.

You know, I actually
haven't seen a photo of her.

Sure she's a real-life woman?
[Clive snorts]

Here you go.

Here's my Sameena.

[Chuckles]

Tsk. Clive, can I
ask you a question?

Hmm?

Was it you who told Beardsmore
that I went in alone to see Martyn?

What?

No way, Rachita.

'Course I didn't.
I would never do that.

What about after the kidnap?

No, we... we haven't
discussed you at all.

But you have been
discussing something?

No, that's not what
I meant. It's...

What's this about?

It's just I saw you in the car
park having this conversation.

It just looked...
Clive: No.

intense.
- Nah,

it was just a bit
of banter. Heh!

Is there anything
I can do to help?

Uh, no. Why don't you have a
shower while the rice is cooking?

There are some spare towels in
the cupboard in the bathroom.

All right, great. Ta.

[Bathroom door opens]

Clive: Can I nick
a bit of shower gel?

Uh, yeah, sure.

[Bathroom door closes]

♪

[Click]

♪

[Footsteps approaching]

[Keys rattle]

[Whispers]
No wonder she kicked you out.

[Quiet snoring]

[Door closes]

[Inhales, sighs]

[Grunts]

[Sniffs]

Oh.

♪

Is something going on
between you and Kerry?

What?

I saw you argue
with her the other night.

It looked intense.

Are you having
a relationship with her?

Not anymore.

Oh, so you were
using me to get to her.

No! - You know,
I don't have time for anyone else's bull...

Rachita!

[Distant dog barking]

[Car engine revving]

♪

[Phone ringing]

Liam: There are photos of Frank at
a children's cancer charity event,

along with his late wife Yvette,
from about ten years ago,

but since she died, he seems to have
gone solo. I'm following up other leads.

So if he was seeing other people,
he would have kept it private.

Doesn't seem like the kind of guy who
would care about what people think

of him and who he was seeing.
Kwesi: Do you think this "toxic..." is an ex

who could be involved
in his murder?

Rachita: Well...
Clive: I didn't realise...

You're late.

Charlene: Ma'am,
someone to see you.

Hi there. Is this about
re-interviewing Sajna?

Sort of.
Are you able to bring up

the footage of Sajna's
first interview?

Rachita: Yeah, of course.
Pauline: Something's been playing on my mind.

Skip to just before the end.

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All right.

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Pauline: There, look.
See there?

She started holding her stomach
and chattering in Punjabi,

only the interpreter was
already out of the room.

Tsk. It's been bothering me,
so I went back and watched,

and then I asked
the interpreter to translate.

Apparently, the child was
saying that she's sick.

That's why she's here.
Rachita: Did she say anything else?

Pauline: No, that was it. You've seen
the interview and the report, though.

Seems perfectly fine to me.

Is it possible that someone
else told her to say that?

That's what I was wondering.

[Mobile phone rings]
Rachita: OK, let's, uh,

request a consent
for more medical tests.

Sorry, I've just
got to get this.

Rachita: DI Ray.
Man on phone: DI Ray,

my name's DS Owen Brooks.

I'm your liaison officer
here at the NCA.

I believe you requested a
phone number to be intercepted.

Um, we've got
some recordings for you.

I have to remind you
that phone interception

is highly sensitive
and highly confidential,

therefore, the material
cannot be disclosed

to your team or used as evidence
under any circumstances.

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Take a seat, put those
headphones on, please.

[Door closes]

The number that you
requested to be intercepted

became active a few hours ago.
Got a recording for you.

Mrs. Chatterjee?

She couldn't make it.

Sorry, and you are?

Woman:
Priya, listen to me.

Priya:
What do you want?

Woman:
Frank Chapman is dead.

brother, Priya.

Did you say anything
to the police?

You need to keep
your mouth shut.

Priya:... off back
to your campaign, Amara.

♪

Amara Dhawan.

Suzie: I believe you've been working
with my dad, Councillor Dhawan.

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[Theme music playing]

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