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♪

The police consultancy
keeping you busy?

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Took a bit of
getting used to,

but I'm doing the job
on my own terms now, so...

And it's 3 years since
you lost Kate and Ella.

Yeah.

Any more sightings?

Sightings?

You were concerned about--
I think you saw her, Ella,

on more than one occasion.

I--I don't know.
I think

it just happens
by chance sometimes.

I find myself back somewhere
I've been with Ella,

and for a second,
it's like the whole thing

never happened, you know.

Cases like these
are well-documented.

I can accept
that Kate is gone, but--

You lost a child, Alex.

Some people never lose hope
of seeing them again.

Man: Stay down!

[Alarm blaring]
No! No!

Stay back, here.
What are you looking at?

[Glass shatters]

Stay back!

[Indistinct shouting]

Man: Go, go, go, go!
[Woman screams]

[Alarm blaring]

Stay down! Quick! Run!
Move! Move! Move!

Get on!

I'm on!

[Sirens in distance]

Police! Get down!

Man: Police!
Carol: Down! Get down!

[Echoing]
Get down!

[Theme music playing]

♪

♪

[Indistinct
police radio chatter]

Hi.

OK.
Darren.

This is Harry Bentham, ma'am,
owner of the business.

DI Farman.
I'm running this case.

How soon can I
get in there?

Forensics won't be finished
for a while yet.

We'll need you to come to
the station and provide us

with an inventory of
anything that's missing.

Oh, absolutely.
Whatever it takes.

Carol: Good. Is there
a back door or...?

It's just through
that arch over there.

Thanks.

Ooh. They made
quite a mess,

a mess we
can work with.

Unlikely we'll lift
any fingerprints.

Assailants were
wearing gloves.

Two high-res cameras, one of
which appears to be broken.

I'll get a tech team
to examine what footage
we do have,

but all three of
the assailants were
wearing motorcycle helmets.

It's got to be
the same gang.

This time, things
didn't go quite to plan.

We lifted traces of blood

from this smashed
display case.

It must be from
one of our assailants.

We'll do some analysis
for genetic markers,

see if it gives us
any matches.

Any other leads
we can work with?

The shop was fitted
with an intruder spray.

It was activated

when an employee
pressed a panic button.

We've got a couple
of shoe treads.

The clothes would have
been covered with it.

A DNA signature that would
tie them to the crime scene.

They are effectively
marked men.

[Siren in distance]

Carol: You've been arrested on
suspicion of a criminal offense,

a raid on a jewelry shop
on Menton Street,

which took place
this morning at 9 a.m.

Suspect:
I want to see a doctor.

You've had a thorough
medical assessment.

You've been signed off
as fit to be interviewed.

I could have been killed.

You were absconding
from a crime scene.

I was nowhere
near that robbery.

Carol: We've got
witness statements that

attest to 3 assailants
leaving the shop in question,

one male suspect who
matches your description.

That could be anyone,
though, couldn't it?

Two other suspects
unaccounted for,

Two other suspects
unaccounted for,

one of which was your mate
and who left you behind.

Goodwin: We believe this
robbery was gang-related

to the lads living in Framley.

3 similar raids
in the past 12 months.

You gonna pin those
on me, too, yeah?

We only need to charge
you with this one.

And the level of violence that
was used in this robbery--

possessing offensive weapons.
I mean, you're looking at

a sentence of
at least 10 years.

10 years?

But, I mean, no one
was gonna get hurt.

I don't think a jury would
see it that way, Ryan.

Someone paid you
to do this job.

You tell us
who's behind this.

What's in it for me?

Carol: The fact
that you cooperated

would be on record
with the CPS,

and that might
hold some bearing

when it comes to
pressing charges.

You need to give us
some names, Ryan.

[Knock on door, door opens]

Rebecca Bayling.
Defense brief.

I'm requesting this
interview be suspended

until I have
an opportunity
to confer with my client.

Carol: But he's already
been briefed by

a police station
representative.

An unfledged,
sleep-deprived paralegal.

It's entirely your call.

Yeah, I want her.

I'd like some time alone
with Mr. Stanford.

I will, of course,
require full disclosure.

♪

[Birds squawking]

[Phone ringing]

[Ring]

[Ring]

Ridley.

Yeah, yeah, I'll be there
as soon as I can.

[Hangs up]

♪

Man: Cheers, love.
Keep the change.

[Cash register beeps, clatters]

You look wiped out,
Mum.

Been on my feet all day.

Well, go on up.
I can manage.

Just a Coke, was it, Donna?

I'd kill
for a rum in it.

Everything all right?

Police pulled in Ryan
this afternoon.

Robbery in town.

They're saying someone
tipped the police off.

And you think
it was Ryan?

I don't know
what to think, Tash.

I mean, maybe
someone's got to him.

Look, I know I haven't
been around for a while,

but if you ever need
to talk, I'm here.

[Door opens]
[Indistinct chatter, laughter]

Man: Belly's rumbling, lads.

Second man:
You need to feed yourself, boy.

Second man:
You need to feed yourself, boy.

Goodwin: Ryan Stanford.
Pulled him

in connection with
the latest robbery.

He was all set
to give us some names

before his brief arrived
and advised him not to.

If we can get Ryan to talk,
we could probably

shut down the whole operation.

Right. But if you want
my take on this,

you charge him
with the robbery and then

get him remanded in custody.

Buys us some time.

I got his hearing
set up for
tomorrow morning.

That intel on the robbery,
it wasn't on the mark.

That's the reason
we brought you in.

You need to get
a handle on your source.

OK.

[Line ringing]

Voice on recording: Please leave
a message after the tone.

[Hangs up]

♪

[Church bell chiming]

Your bail
is conditional.

You'll need to reside at
your grandfather's address

till your trial date is
confirmed. Understood?

Understood.

Heya. Thought they
were gonna lock you up.

Thanks for the vote
of confidence.

I didn't mean that.

Let's just get
out of here, yeah?

I called Frank.
Told him you got bail.

He's so pleased to
see you back home.

Ryan. Ryan!

[Scoffs]

♪

[Loud thud]

He was run down
in a side street

a few minutes' walk from
the magistrate's court.

Suspected hit and run.

-Any witnesses?
-Not that we know of.

His girlfriend was with him
when they left her here,

and, apparently, Ryan
took off without warning.

How the hell
did he get bail?

His brief advised him
to plead not guilty.

When the case went to trial,
she was very persuasive.

Rebecca Bayling.

Hardly a typical
duty solicitor, is she?

We need an update ASAP.
Our intel on the ground.

Absolutely. I'm on it.

Chris, will you follow up
on forensics ASAP?

Comfort, hand those out.

Right. Operation Limestone.

Goodwin: Mr. Ridley's
been across this operation

for the past few months.
He'll be assisting

with this case
on a consultancy basis.

OK, so, Operation Limestone--

an ongoing investigation into
a series of violent robberies

with suspected links
to organized crime.

with suspected links
to organized crime.

We have a group of potential
suspects under surveillance.

Er, no breakthroughs as of yet

until yesterday morning's
arrest of Ryan Stanford.

Have a look at
the mug shots there.

Known associate of Liam Manley,
one of our prime suspects.

Ryan was all set to talk.
And then this morning,

he was killed in a hit and run.

Darren: Possible
reprisal killing.

We could be looking
at one of their own.

Ridley: Yeah, you'd think
they'd be keeping

their heads down
at this point.

Carol: The stolen items
will be fenced

and sold on to clients,
usually abroad.

Goodwin: These lads on bikes
are strictly small-timers.

Still need to find out
who's pulling the strings.

It's the middlemen.
They never get

their hands dirty,
do they?

Goodwin: What else did
the robbery give us?

Darren: Mopeds
were stolen.

Tech are working on
Ryan's phone.

CCTV?

There was one camera that was
out of action in the shop.

Oh. That was convenient.

Darren: We've spoken
to the owner--Mr. Bentham.

He runs a chain
of jewelry shops.

Ridley: Harry Bentham?
Carol: What, do you know him?

Yeah. A bit of a face
about the club.

Darren: So, this tip-off
we received on the robbery.

It didn't come from
Ryan Stanford.

That intel was gathered
from an anonymous source.

Look, our number-one priority
is finding out

who killed Ryan Stanford.

So, let's run with
the probability

that these two crimes
are connected.

This is now a murder inquiry.
Let's go.

Wendy: Injuries were consistent
with a hit and run,

multiple fractures
to the right femur and pelvis,

severe internal bleeding.

Whoever ran him down
was traveling at some speed.

Could have been
a random accident.

Wendy: Acceleration marks
on the road.

Vehicle drove straight at him.
No deviation.

Ridley: So,
this was premeditated.

Carol: No cameras,
no witnesses.

Most hit and runs leave
behind some paint evidence.

His clothing was tested
for residue traces.

We found flecks of white
paint on Ryan's trousers,

and they were contaminated
with dirt and grease.

But if we can match it

to a paint code
on the database...

Carol: It could
give us some leads

to the make and model
of the vehicle.

Wendy:
We'll do some IR analysis.

It's the undercoat
layer structure

that gives us
all the answers.

And white paint is
notoriously uniform.

So we shouldn't
get our hopes up.

I'll keep
you both updated.

Thanks, Wendy.

[Indistinct police radio
chatter]

[Door closes]

Yes, premeditated, but it's

not your typical gangland
hit, though, is it?

You don't seem
too convinced.

Well, I'm keeping
an open mind.

You spoken to Ryan's
girlfriend yet?

-I'm heading there now.
-Oh, I'll tag along.

♪

[Knock on door]

Donna: We were leaving court
just after the hearing.

Ryan said he had somewhere
he needed to be.

He didn't say
where he was going?

Not that I remember.

Not that I remember.

OK.

Well, in case you do.

How long had you
and Ryan been together?

Couple of years now.

Moved in with his granddad

when I found out
I was pregnant.

-How many weeks?
-19. It's a boy.

Ridley: Yeah. It's good of him
to take you in, wasn't it?

Yeah, well,
Ryan grew up here.

They've always been close.

This is really gonna
finish Frank.

[Crying]

It's OK.

[Crying]

Carol: We're sorry for
your loss, Mr. Stanford.

There's plenty that'll be glad
to see the back of him.

When did you
last speak to Ryan?

A couple of days ago.
He'd been arrested.

Did you know he'd
been involved in
those robberies?

He made a promise to us
when Donna got pregnant.

He swore blind that
he'd turn his life around.

It's the only reason
I agreed to take her in.

I understand Ryan grew up
here with you and your wife.

That's right.
Pat and me.

She's passed on. Ahem.

We did the best
for the lad...

but he was always
a handful.

Ridley: Yeah.
Not much for them

in this town, is there?

Frank: Ryan going
with a bad crowd.

Ridley: Yeah.

Anyone in particular
we should be talking to?

Donna: I swear he started
kicking, Frank.

He knows something's wrong.

Do you recognize
this face?

A close-knit town
like this.

Word'll soon get around
that you've been here.

We only want to find who
killed him, Mr. Stanford.

Liam, Liam Manley,
Ryan's best friend.

What a piece of work
he is.

Any idea where
we might find him?

He drinks
in the Bridge Inn...

pub just off
the high street.

OK. We will need someone

to come in and make
a formal ID of Ryan's body.

to come in and make
a formal ID of Ryan's body.

Next of kin.

♪

She knows more
than she's saying.

Oh, definitely, yeah.

You won't get much from
anyone around here.

You know, code of honor
and all that.

Time we questioned
Liam Manley.

Yeah, well, it's best
I'm not seen around

the Bridge Inn,
that's for sure.

We don't want to put
our source at risk.

Exactly. Maybe you
should take Darren

as backup, you know.

Still looking out
for me, are you?

It's a habit I'm trying
to break, yeah.

Give me a leg
up this hill.

[Indistinct chatter]

We're looking for
Liam Manley.

Pool table.

[Laughter, indistinct chatter]

DI Farman, Copelton Police.

We're investigating
a robbery

that took place in
Allerton yesterday morning.

What are you talking
to me for?

Well, I'd like to
know where you were.

I would have been in here.

At 9:00 at morning?

One of the fridges
was on the blink.

Liam fixed it
for me.

Let's take this
outside, shall we?

Ryan Stanford was
murdered this morning.

So I heard, yeah.

So, where were you
at the time?

Decorating job,

one of those big houses
over in Lostock.

I heard you and Ryan
were best mates.

I hadn't seen much
of him lately.

Is that your van?

It's a company van.

Well, you must be insured
to drive it.

And what if I am,
yeah?

Just checking.
We done here?

For now.

No sign of any damage.

I still think we should
run those plates

and check up on that
decorating job as well.

Something tells me he is
lying through his teeth.

Harry: Right. I'm not joking.
And there it is.

It's the stallion.
The Italian stallion.

[Laughter]

Sorry. Am I interrupting?

Didn't expect
to see you so early.

No, no. Uh, job
came up, so, sadly,

I won't be able to do
my spot tonight.

Oh, well, a bit of notice
would have been nice.

I know, Annie.
You know I hate
letting you down,

but it is important.

Fine. I'll make a few calls.

Uh, you should try
that, uh,

that girl we booked
last week.

You know, younger vibe.

Never hurts to
mix things up a bit.

See you're drowning
your sorrows.

That robbery up in Allerton.

I heard that was
one of your shops.

What robbery was this?

I didn't want to
worry you with it.

I'm not made
of glass, Harry.

Bunch of young lads
on mopeds.
[Phone vibrates]

We arrested one of them.
Lawyer gets him out.

Next thing we know,
he's wiped out

in a hit and run
outside the courthouse.

Annie:
Any idea who's behind it?

Annie:
Any idea who's behind it?

Well, we're not ruling
anybody out at the minute.

Check you later.

♪

You're late.

♪

Yeah. View's
much nicer

this time of
the evening, isn't it?

Feels good to be able
to breathe again.

That Ryan Stanford murder

must be the talk
of the town.

Eddie was arrested.

Team think it's connected
with the robbery.

You know, I spoke
to his girlfriend.

She was worried Ryan
might have grassed.

Right. Donna Burnside.

We were mates
growing up.

She always thought
the world of Ryan.

Not a sentiment
you went along with.

[Scoffs]
Ryan got Donna knocked up.

It's the only reason
he stayed with her.

Never could keep it
in his trousers.

Well, she's gonna
need somebody
to confide in, so...

Yeah, I'll do some digging.

That intelligence you
gave us on the robbery.

How did you come by that?

Group of Framley lads
met up in the pub.

They'd been riding around
on stolen bikes.

I could just tell they
were planning something.

Did you put any names
to the faces?

Yeah. All in there.

Record of events to
an evidential standard.

Ha ha ha! Very good.

Ahh.

Two detectives
came in the pub,

and they were talking
to Liam Manley.

Yeah, I know.

Liam's small-time.
He's no one special.

Even so.
You got close to him?

Yeah. I'll keep you updated.

How is the backstory
holding up?

Right, so, a short-lived
career in the Army,

Rifles, 5th Battalion,

U.N. missions
in Somalia, south Sudan.

And you came back...

to bury my dad.

Is that the reason you
left in the first place?

Let's just say
we didn't get on.

Sorry to hear that.

I think I always wanted to
prove I was better than him.

So, you decided
to be a cop.

Well, I could have gone
either way.

If I'd have stuck around
in Framley,

probably would've ended up
with a record.

[Chuckling]
Oh, yeah.

Still. 4 years...

Still. 4 years...

is a long time
to be away.

Not long enough.

And what makes you so sure
that they're gonna
talk to you?

I know these people
better than anyone.

Still. The murder.

That's changed everything,
hasn't it?

The stakes have
been raised.

You might be
the breakthrough I need.

Meaning?
Well...

word on the street is it
was Ryan who was leaking.

Puts me in the clear,
yeah? Buys us some time.

Tasha...

mind yourself.

Yeah.

♪

I might be back late
this evening,

so, I'm just gonna
kip on couch.

I don't want to wake
Meadow up.

I could do with some
support on the night
for eats.

Have you been smok--
Has he been smoking?

Babe?
Yeah, yeah,

I'll put in the extra hours
at the weekend.

I'm gonna be late, too.
I've got football.

Geri: Looks like it's just
you and me, beautiful.

Should we do some
tummy time? Yeah?

Carol: Oh, you might want
to put her back down, babe.

We don't want to miss
the sleep window.

Geri: She's only been up
a couple of hours.

I know, but if
we're gonna get

the little sleep thief
to sleep through the night,

then we have to get her to
stick to a sleep schedule.

Jack: Catch youse later, yeah?

Have a good day, love.

Have a good practice, Jack.

Women: Oh, the baby.
[Jack sighs]

Geri: So, I've been thinking
about going back to work.

Huh. OK.

My maternity leave's
nearly up,

and I could always
teach lectures from home.

Yeah, well, that's good,

because childcare is
expensive, isn't it?

And Meadow's a bit funny
with strangers.

I could always ask
your dad for some help.

No, not gonna happen.
[Phone ringing]

Uh, I've got to
take this. Sorry.

Yeah.

Ridley: I checked in
with the desk sergeant.

Apparently, Ryan made a call
when he was in police custody.

Phone is registered to a woman
called Katharine Penrose.

I've sent you the address.

Black Hall Fold Stud.

Yep, that's the one.
I'll see you there.

OK. See you there.
Right. I've got to go.

[Sighs]

I'll see you later, yeah?
Love you.

Love you.

I love you. Bye-bye.
[Kiss] Bye-bye.

Don't miss the nap gap.

Yes, I know.

[Door opens]
It's just you and me.

[Door closes]

Thought I might find you
here, Frankie boy.

What do you want?

I came to offer
my condolences.

You know, Ryan was
my best mate.

You don't care about Ryan.

It's your fault he's dead.

Police were asking questions
about those robberies,

and someone must have
give him the heads-up.

A lowlife like you?

A lowlife like you?

They'll have already
had you in their sights.

Be careful what
you say, Frank.

Eh? I'm not afraid
of you, lad.

Well, maybe you should be.

♪

Hello. DI Farman,
Copelton Police.

We're hoping to speak
with Katharine Penrose.

She'll be in
the manager's office.

Other side of
the jumping room.

Thanks.

♪

Woman: Door?
Man: Hang on.

♪

OK. Clear.

Woman: Top of the stairs.
Can't miss it.

Thanks.

Carol: We wanted to
ask you some questions

about Ryan Stanford.

Yeah, I heard Ryan was
in some kind of trouble.

He was killed yesterday.
Hit and run.

I'm sorry to hear that.

How well did you know him?

As well as any of
the other employees.

So, Ryan was
working here?

Just for a few weeks.
A few odd jobs
round the place.

Ridley: Really?
Just doesn't stack up.

We just arrested Ryan
for his part in a robbery.

Yours was the mobile number
he rang.

Ryan called to tell me
he'd been arrested.

He wanted to know
if I could help him.

I didn't think
it was appropriate.

How long have you been
running the stud?

My husband inherited
the place.

It's been in the family
for years.

Yeah? Is your husband around?

Simon. He's over in Ireland
meeting buyers.

Won't be back
until this evening.

Um, I'm actually expecting
a visit from some owners,

unless, of course,
there's anything else.

Do you mind if we talk
to some of your grooms?

Yeah. Of course,
if you think it might help.

Woman: If I'm honest,
I never really liked him.

Bit of a chip.

What makes you
say that?

Well, like he resented
the Penroses' lifestyle.

The money, the spoiled kid.

Right.

Still, it's a--

it's an impressive
setup, isn't it?

For those who can afford it.

For those who can afford it.

85 acres of rail paddocks,
summer grazing.

It all comes at a price.

And Simon Penrose,
what involvement

does he have
with the stud?

He sees the stud
as an expensive hobby.

Mrs. Penrose does
most of the heavy lifting.

We know that
Ryan called her

the day before
he was killed.

He followed her around
like a lap dog.

Even saw him go up
to the house a few times,

usually when Simon was away.

So, what, are you saying
that their relationship

was more than
just professional?

Why else would he
keep coming back?

So, let's say
Ryan had been
playing away.

The odd romp in the hay
with an older woman.

Yeah, Tasha did tell me
he had a bit of a rep.

Did Tasha mention anything
about Liam Manley?

Only that he was
small-time.

It's just she gave Liam
an alibi at the time of

the robbery
and said that he'd

been helping out
at the pub.

She what?
She gave Liam an alibi?

She told me
he was small-time.

She lied to me.
Why would she do that?

These are people that
she grew up with.

Maybe she's
too close to this.

No. No, no, no, she must
have had a reason.

She must have.
I mean,

what the hell
is she up to?

So, what are we
gonna do?

Well, we're gonna keep
a close eye on her,

and we're certainly not
gonna share any

new intelligence
with her until we know

she can be
absolutely trusted.

Carol: Mm.

♪

All right.
Got it.

Yeah?

♪

[Engine starts, tires screech]

[Indistinct chatter]

Ridley: Oh, Harry.
Harry: Ah.

Dropped in to give
Daryl here

an inventory of
the stolen goods.

Insured to
the value of 800k.

Seriously?

We just had a signature
collection delivered, so,

thieves got lucky.

Ridley: Didn't they just?
Darren: We're pursuing

the new lines of inquiry.

We'll be making
more arrests soon.

Oh, good.
Well, keep me updated.

Will do.

Daryl.

That insurance claim
of Harry Bentham's.

It's got to be
ringing alarm bells.

You think it might be
an inside job?

[Sigh] You can never
rule it out.

You said you knew
Harry Bentham from the club.

Yeah. He's been, heh,

he's been hanging about
with Annie, you know.

Annie's got a new man?

It's early days,
you know.

Sounds like it might be
a conflict of interest.

Sounds like it might be
a conflict of interest.

Well, I just think
we should check him out.

That's all I'm saying.

Boss, I, uh, pulled out

Rebecca Bayling's
case history--

the lawyer that
acted for Ryan.

She handled the conveyancing
of cash purchases

of a number of properties--

rental homes,
vacant land plots.

They were bought by
various shell companies,

but one
jumped out at me.

Check out the name of
the company director.

Terence Michael Sansom.

Friends call him Terry.

Ridley: Born in Framley.

Made his money in haulage.

Goodwin: Perfect front
for criminal activity.

Carol: We're gonna
need more than that.

Goodwin:
Take a look at his previous.

Arrested and charged
10 years ago

for handling stolen goods

in a robbery that cleared out
the auction house.

Lawyers got him off
on a technicality.

Goodwin: He was also questioned
by the Dutch police

in connection with the murder of
a Rotterdam assayer 5 years ago.

No one was ever charged,
but there were

rumored connections
to the Dutch penose.

Well, someone you wouldn't
want to mess with.

And someone capable
of Ryan's murder.

Think he's our fence?

Only one way to find out.
Let's get into it.

So, we wanted to ask you
some questions

about a man named
Terry Sansom.

I advise him on managing
his business assets.

Ryan Stamford's murder.
I'm assuming, as his brief,

you've been brought
up to speed.

I'm under no obligation
to reveal

details of any
of my clients.

We could always do
this down at the station.

Ridley: He gets arrested
for his part in a robbery.

20 minutes later,
you show up.

Which makes us wonder whether
Terry tipped you off.

Rebecca: I don't need to
answer these questions.

You give us confirmation that
it was Sansom who called you.

Rebecca: Or what?

Or one word
from the S.I.O.

and we're back
in here with a warrant

on the suspicion
of your involvement
with money laundering.

Well, that's
a libelous accusation.

Either way, nobody's
gonna touch you,

and all your
lucrative clients

are gonna disappear.

Ryan did some work for him
over at the depot.

Good. Gets around,
doesn't he?

I got a call saying that
he'd been arrested.

Right. So, if he
gives us some names...

risk is you're
gonna be implicated.

I'm just a lawyer
who's good at her job.

Did you speak to
Sansom personally?

He really wouldn't have
been that stupid.

We might need you to
confirm that on the record.

This conversation
never took place.

You go after Sansom,
you'll be chasing shadows.

Well, you better hope so.

Because if we find
any evidence

connecting Terry Sansom
to those robberies...

we're gonna
bring you down with him.

Carol: Ryan Stanford.
Name ring any bells?

No, I can't say it does.

We were told he
used to work here.

Well, he might have done
some hours in the warehouse.

Somebody was saying that
the haulage industry

is struggling
these days.

We adapt. You know,
streamline profit margins,

pull in our hauls.

Apparently, there's
a lucrative sideline

in fencing
stolen goods.

I'm a busy man.

Now, let's cut to
the chase, shall we?

Ryan Stanford
gets arrested

for his part in
the jewelry raid.

He's all set to talk,

and he ends up
dead the next day.

And you think I had
something to do with it?

And you think I had
something to do with it?

Well, we
pulled up your record.

Diamond merchant
in Rotterdam

ends up with a bullet
in the back of his head.

I was released
without charge.

You were
all over it, mate.

It's a premeditated hit.
You notice a pattern emerging?

Carol: What were your
movements yesterday morning?

Terry: Took the day off.
Daughter's 10th birthday party.

So, if that's all there is,

this is starting to feel
like harassment.

You listen to me, Terry.

If we flag up
that your business

is a front for
criminal activity,

I'm sure customs would
take great pleasure

in shaking down every single
lorry you've got out there.

This business is clean.

I bring a lot of money
to this town,

jobs, wages.

I'm one of the good guys.

So, unless you've got
something on me,

I think it's time you left.

He's right.
We've got nothing.

And now he knows
we've got eyes on him.

Yeah, but sometimes,

if you ruffle a few
feathers, you know,

it might throw up
a few leads.

Thanks for meeting me.
It feels stifling

being stuck in
that house with Frank.

How's he bearing up?

I just feel like
we're in the way.

You and the baby are
all he's got left.

And that stuff they've
been stealing,

I ain't never tell you
where it ended up?

Well, I wasn't going
to ask.

You need to think
about your future now.

Ryan's cut for that job.

I don't want anything
to do with that money.

All right.
[Vehicle approaching]

Donna: That fellow
at Liam's work.

Callum Douglas.

Yeah. He was parked in
his van outside court.

I swear that's why
Ryan took off.

Told anyone else
about this?

Not on my life's worth.

He really scares me, Tash.

Callum: All right, Donna?
Tash: She's been better.

Well, you know what
they say about a rat.

You need to catch it
and put it down.

It's the only way
to deal with vermin.

Ryan didn't
rat on anyone.

I don't remember
asking you.

Leave it, Cal.

Turns up like a bad penny.

4 years fighting
for king and country.

Which regiment was it again?

I said, leave it.

Catch you later, yeah?

We'll send a whip round
for the kid.

You're priceless.
You know that?

You coming?

In a sec, yeah.

I don't know
what you see in him.

Callum? Ah, he's harmless.

I really should get back.

-What's the hurry?
-I need to get back.

-Hey, there's no rush.
-I've got a pub to open.

[Chuckles]

See you tonight?

Maybe.

Maybe.
Maybe.

OK. But just, um, make sure
you watch your back, yeah?

♪

♪

Darren: Ridley, I, uh, did some
digging into Harry Bentham.

Oh, yeah.

He bought 10,000 shares

for half a million
in a mining company

called Bentham
Rough Diamonds.

-Wow.
-Yeah. But within 4 days,

the share prices
dropped by 40%.

He would have lost a packet.

Yeah, he's gonna be
wanting to claw back

some of those losses,
isn't he?

Mm. Should we be looking
at this guy as a suspect?

I'm certainly not
ruling him out.

In this line of inquiry,
do you run it past the S.I.O.?

Oh, yeah.
Absolutely, Darren.

Hey.

Annie told me
I'd find you here.

Ahem. Well, the longer
the shop stays closed,

the longer
I'm losing money.

Losing money? Yeah.
Those shares you bought

took a bit of a tumble,
didn't they?

[Scoffs] You've been
checking up on me.

Huh. Just following
the leads.

You don't seriously think
that I was in on this?

Oh, come on, Harry. I know
a chancer when I see one.

Hey, wait a minute.

This shop is gonna need
a complete refit.

My staff are too frightened
to come back to work,

so, it really would not
be worth the aggravation.

Mm-hmm.
You ever come across

a bloke called
Terry Sansom?

Off the record?

If it needs to be.

Yeah, sure.
I've heard his name.

At the trade fairs.

You want a bit of
knockoff bling?

He's your go-to man.

He's got a big haulage
company, though, hasn't he?

Yeah. It's got to be
a front.

Perfect way to move
stolen merchandise.

You think he's involved
in all of this?

He's what's known as
a person of interest.

Well, he'll need

to shift the stolen gear
pretty damn quick.

Young lad's
just been murdered.

What makes you think
he'd go anywhere near it?

Well, high-end items
like these

are usually stolen
to order.

So, those clients
will be looking

for a return on
their investment.

Right. What about
yourself, Harry?

Ever been tempted by
the lure of dirty money?

Heh! No.

Straight as a die.
That's me.

Just ask Annie.

I will.
[Phone vibrating]

I've got to take this.

-Tasha.
-I got a name from Donna.

Callum Douglas.
He works with Liam Manley,

that decorating business.

Never came up
in our surveillance.

He was waiting for Ryan
outside court

the morning
he was killed.

Got it. Thanks.

Gonna scan you
for SmartWater.

Gonna scan you
for SmartWater.

♪

Yeah. I'm gonna have
to swab that.

Carol: So, Callum,
we found traces of

liquid deterrent
on your skin,

a unique DNA code that can
place you at that robbery.

We also found traces of your
blood at the crime scene.

That injury that you're
nursing on your arm.

Ridley: Your profile was
already on the database.

Came back as a match.

There's enough evidence here
to send you down.

So, why don't we start
with the stolen jewelry?

Do you want to tell us
where it is?

No comment.

Carol: We know that
one of the assailants
was Ryan Stanford.

I'm guessing that the third
man was Liam Manley.

No comment.

Terry Sansom.
You know who he is?

-Never heard of him.
-Really?

Because we think he hired
you to do those robberies.

No comment.

Where were you Thursday
lunchtime, Callum?

Would have been
working.

We can place your van
in Allerton

around the time that
Ryan Stanford was murdered.

Drove into town, get some
block paving sealant.

That place on
Clarence Street.

We have a witness places you
outside the magistrate's court.

That's a 10-minute drive
from Clarence Street.

She must have
got that wrong.

Carol: We never said
they were a she.

So, you're worried Ryan
may have given us your name.

You want to even
the score. I mean,

someone with your
reputation, I mean,

that'd put the frighteners
on anybody.

I just wanted to find out
if I could still trust him.

Right. 10 minutes later,
he winds up dead.

You seriously think
I killed him?

Right now, it's not
looking very good for you.

I had nothing to
do with it.

I mean, you're already
going down

for these robberies.

If the word gets out
you gave us Sansom,

you know you're
banged up in prison,
you've got nowhere to run.

I'll never give you
anyone! I'm not a grass.

Ryan Stanford was
a loose cannon.

It stands to reason
that Terry Sansom

would want him silenced.

So he gets you to do
his dirty work for him.

Me and Ryan,
we were just errand boys,

bottom of the food chain.

Moved his stolen gear.

Took the money
up to the stud farm.

Which stud farm is this?

Carol: Those visits
Ryan paid to the stud.

If he were working as
a gofer to Sansom--

Probably shifting
some cash for Penrose.

Yeah, but Penrose
is clean.

No history of anything
remotely dubious.

Which makes him
the perfect accomplice.

Yeah, but we've still
got nothing that

ties him to Terry Sansom.

Well, we better find
something, then.

I've been called
to give evidence

at the Crown Court
tomorrow, so I might be

out of the loop for
a couple of hours.

Fine. I think we can
manage without you.

Always a worry where
you're concerned, Ridley.

Katharine: You are clever.
Where are you gonna...

color blue? His belly?
[Knock on door]

Oh, who's there?

1, 2, 3.
Run and see Daddy!

Ha ha! Hello, tiger! Oh!
Shouldn't you be in bed?

He wanted to wait up
for his daddy.

Well, I'll get him down.
OK.

Come on. Daddy's very
tired from his trip,

so, let's get you
to bed, eh? Yeah?

I expected you home
hours ago.

Flight was delayed.

Right.

Come on.
I'll read you a story.

How about
"The Very Hungry..."

[Indistinct chatter]

Police arrested
Callum Douglas.

What did I tell you?
He's bad news.

I need you to
make these disappear.

[Indistinct chatter]

You swore blind you had
nothing to do with
those robberies.

I just told you what
you wanted to hear,
all right?

What am I
supposed to do with them?

I don't know.
Dump them.

Hide them.
Just get rid.

That would make me
an accessory.

Please, Tash.

You're the only
one I can trust.

♪

[Car alarm is disarmed]

[Engine starts]

[Car receding]

[Phone ringing]

[Ring]

[Ring]
Allerton Bridge CID.

♪

Woman on radio: Elsewhere
in the wider region,

there's no reported problems
on the motorway...

Didn't hear you
come in last night.

Well, you keeping tabs
on me now, are you?

Liam Manley is no good
for you, Tasha.

You should have
learned that by now.

You're the world's
expert when it

comes to unsuitable men?

I know your dad
wasn't perfect,

but it broke his heart
when you left.

Still making excuses
for him even now?

He's dead and buried, Tasha.
Isn't that enough for you?

He was the one man I was
told to look up to.

Oh, he did his best.

4 years. Not a word,

no idea where you were.

And now you're back where
you started, with him.

[Knock on door]

Mind, out.

DC Lakhan, Copelton Police.
Is your daughter at home?

Got a warrant to search
these premises.

Tash: Can't just
walk in here. Oi!

Darren: I need you
to step aside.

Tash: Tell us what it is
you're looking for.

Tasha's mum:
Er, you can't go in there.

Bathroom clear.

Bathroom clear.

Kitchen clear.

Woman: Come on.

Can you just
be careful, please?

Officer: Boss.

How did these clothes come
to be in your possession?

Tasha Walker,
I'm arresting you

on suspicion of
assisting an offender.

You do not have
to say anything, but
it may harm your defense

if you do not mention,
when questioned,

something which you
later rely on in court.

Anything you do say
may be given in evidence.

[Indistinct police radio
chatter]

Officer: Mind your head.

♪

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