All language subtitles for The Buckingham Murders 2024

All my life I've eaten
out of trash cans.

The stench never bothered me.

The rodents did.

Whenever I used to fall ill…

I used to pray for death.

Even that was refused to me.

So many people walked past me in
the street and didn't even look at me.

I was invisible.

Whenever I saw someone…

happy, I just…

wanted to wipe the smile off their faces,

because I was tired of being invisible.

I remember his eyes.

I did not intend to kill him.

You picked up a gun
and aimlessly shot at people.

Do not try and whitewash your actions now.

While this court observes
Mr. James Thomas's

willful cooperation during the trial…

it finds him guilty on all charges.

I'm sorry.

Jass, no, my child.

Stop. Stop right there!

- Just hold him, yeah?
- Come, my child.

You accepted a transfer
without telling me?

I can't bear living
in this city anymore, Pops.

- Can I say something?
- Even if I say no, you'll talk.

Let go of this anger.

Let go.

Sectarian violence,
on the streets of Leicester.

Several people were hurt
as hostility spilled onto the streets.

They say, on both sides,
misinformation keeps fueling tensions.

Although it's been widely reported

that the initial violence
was sparked by a cricket match.

Unless the violence here, is dealt with,

it may soon spread to other cities
and there's a concern this evening

that that may already
be beginning to happen.

HIGH WYCOMBE
BUCKINGHAMSHIRE

The tensions have been
bubbling away for some months now.

The police have been
accused by some residents…

of failing to understand
what's going on here.

Oh, fuck me!

What is wrong with you?

Every time we come here,
you complain the next day.

Yeah, well,
I like the lamb kebabs, alright?

I'm not sure the lambs
feel the same way.

Shall I get this?

- Yeah, cheers.
- Cheers, pal.

Thank you.

Any news on when
the new DI is joining us?

You already have a DI.

Then you have competition, DI.

I read up on her. She is tough.

- Hello!
- Hello.

DC Sharon Mark.

Jasmeet Bhamra. Jass.

Ah, Jass.

Alright.

All the vetting information, cards, police
quarter keys, and the address are in it.

Let me know if something's amiss, okay?

What?

I hate paperwork.

Hate it, too.

The worst part of the job, if you ask me.

Anyway, once you're done,
go and say hello

to Superintendent Miller.
He's expecting you.

And what time did you get the call?

Fine. Keep me informed.

Come in.

Welcome to High Wycombe, Bhamra.

Thank you, sir.

So, you found it easily?

I got delayed a bit due to that
public issue on the main street.

You know, I still
don't understand how cricket

can cause such a huge religious divide.

Post Leicester, things haven't been…
Well, they've not been very pleasant.

I can imagine, sir.

I was surprised
when you took the job.

- Demotion doesn't bother you?
- Not at all, sir.

Oh! Your timing couldn't have
been better. Or worse.

Depends on how you see it.

A missing child.

Indian family in Totteridge Avenue.

Take Sharon and the rest
of the team are on their way.

Is everything all right?

Yes, sir.

Is there a problem, DS Bhamra?

Yes, sir.

I don't think
I can be a part of this case.

I know this is your first day, DS Bhamra,

but I do need you…

I don't want to be a part of this case.

I don't think you get to decide that.

I know what happened with you.

But sadly,
duty doesn't care for much.

Public service has to be paramount.

Yes, sir.

Giving me this…

Name?

So we have Ishpreet Kohli.

He's an only child.
He's now missing.

Went to school.
He hasn't come back yet.

Alright, Simon, Cowden, and Harleen
speak with the neighbors.

Sharon, get the rest
of the details of the family.

Are you the new sergeant?

DI Hardy.

DS Bhamra.

How long does it take
for a DI to show up?

We've been waiting for hours.

I don't understand
what you're saying.

Don't overdo the Brit!
I know you understand Hindi.

I'm not answerable to drug dealers.

Hardik, we've searched everywhere.

You can't disrespect me.

- What's your name?
- Daljeet. Daljeet Kohli.

How many members are in your family?

There's me. My mother died
during the pandemic two years ago.

There's Ishpreet and Preeti, my wife.

When did you last speak to Ishpreet?

This morning at 7:30 a.m.

I dropped him off at school.

What time does he return from school?

School's out at 1:30 p.m.
He returns home by bus around two.

When he didn't come back
by 4:00 p.m. today, I called my husband.

Couldn't you have called earlier?

Which bus does he take to get home?

Blue Northshire Carousel.

Does he have his phone on him?

This is his phone.

Mobiles aren't allowed at school.

He has a friend, Florence.

He sometimes goes
to her place after school.

I called her mother,
but she said he hadn't come today.

That's when I started getting worried.

State your names and relation
to the family, please.

His name is Tejinder Singh,
AKA Syringe.

And that's his brother, Prithvi.

No direct relation to the family

but they like to get involved
in other peoples' business.

We may not be directly related,
but we are family.

And we're here to help.

Tejinder has been with me all day.
He's a great support.

Mr. Kohli, does Ishpreet
have any medical issues?

No, ma'am, he's a healthy boy.

He never had Corona either.

Seven and a half years ago,
he had pneumonia

when he newly arrived in the UK.

Newly arrived? Meaning?

We adopted him
and brought him here.

Do you have the adoption papers?

We have all the documents.

Was your son upset about anything?

Did he overhear you both arguing?

No, everything was first-class.

Actually, something had upset him.

I don't want to blame anyone,

but Syringe slapped him.

He's been angry ever since.

- Preeti, there's no connection…
- Let her speak!

I caught him smoking.

He deserved a slap.

If I hadn't slapped him,
someone else would have.

I slapped him as well.

But why make a video
of it and post it online?

Stop it!

Why must you talk about all this
in front of strangers?

Can we just stop going on about this?

And let them get on with their job, yeah?

Sorry. Ask what you want.

Spoke to the kids and a bunch
of neighbors. Nobody has seen him.

Okay, then. So why don't we circulate
images of the boy on all our socials?

- It'll widen our search.
- Are you thick?

Think of the media frenzy
and the parents.

I'm sorry. Who are you?

It's 8:00 p.m.

The boy's been missing for six hours.

Put all the patrolling teams
on a search notice.

Sharon, I need you to go to Wycombe High.

Speak to admin and get them to
check the CCTV footage there.

And also get them to
check the school register.

I want to see everything okay?

Simon, Cowden, hit the bus stations.

- Harleen, you're the FLO on this, okay?
- Of course.

DS Bhamra, you and me are together.

- Hello, my name is Harleen.
- Yes?

I'm your Family Liaison Officer.

If there are any developments,
I'll update you.

You know the family?

It's my town. I know everybody.

Of course.

I'm just curious
because the child was adopted.

You're new here,
that's probably why it threw you.

Yeah.

Any possibilities of foul play?

Remind me, as a DS,

are you here to assist me
or tell me how to do my job?

Hi, love.

The officers would like to ask you
some questions about Ishpreet.

Don't worry.

Just try and remember
as much as you can, okay?

Thanks for coming at this hour.

No problem.

School was okay.
Ishpreet was fine.

I guess.

Although he was cribbing about
his piano lessons getting canceled.

- Why was he cribbing?
- Where did he get off? Which stop?

I don't know.
I got off before him.

- Did he seem upset about anything?
- No.

Did you know the boy personally?

Why?

- Am I in trouble?
- No, not at all.

I just wanted to know
if you had any impressions of him.

I was the one
who processed his admission.

Sweet boy.

What's wrong?

He hasn't returned home yet.

The North Shire Blue Carousel 63A plies

the school route, officer.

Shafiq.

Is he here?

Do you know him?

Yes, I pick him up from school and…

drop him off
at the bus stop every afternoon.

Were you at Main Street
when the riots broke out?

Yes, I was driving the bus.

But no one came to harm with me.

- Did he get on the bus today?
- He did, yes.

The kid attended all his classes, boss.

I've got the school footage as well.

- Woah.
- There he is.

What was that?

Isn't that the bus stop
near Totteridge Rye Park?

Get Larry to check the
city council cams.

Inform all the patrolling teams
to report at Totteridge Rye immediately.

Let's go.

Listen up!

Every year 65,873 kids go missing.

Over 70 percent are never found
or are found dead.

So, we need to move quick on this one.

Best chance we have at finding
a missing child is in the first 12 hours.

I want this whole place searched,
top to bottom.

Every inch covered, okay?

Any questions?

What if he left the park?

Simon! You heard DS Bhamra.

Team up with the uniform and get them
to check the tube stations, pubs.

Check on doors within a 10km radius.

Anyone else got other suggestions?

No?

Okay. Let's go!

Boss, I think I found something.

Right, carry on.

Yeah?

Scrubbed through all the footage
from the exit gates of the park.

None of it shows the boy leaving.

Did you check properly, Larry?

Anything?

I just wanted to…

apologize.
I was a bit rude earlier today.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Apology accepted.

You look exhausted.

Why don't you go home and get some rest?

I'm fine.
I'll just grab another coffee--

No, no. Come on.
Get some shut-eye, go home.

You've done enough for today.

I'll contact you as soon
as I need you. I promise.

Hundred percent.

Okay?

- The boys are tired.
- Alright.

You can go.

- Hardy!
- Any updates?

We have turned the place upside down.
I don't think the boy is here.

Oh, you can fuck off.

Go home. I'll find him myself.

Simon, come on!

Hearing a faraway sound

Seeing a faraway light

Thoughts humming in my mind

Finding a new page to turn

When scattered pieces joined together

In the warm sunlight

Pieces fragmented and scattered easily

The universe is on my side

Wait here.
Let me call Miller.

No one should lose their loved ones.

They say it gets easier with time.

That's a lie.

It gets worse.

I need you to pick up Florence's devices

and coordinate with tech and forensics.

And speak with Harleen.

See if you can find
an appropriate time to…

to go to the Kohli house
and pick up all the necessary documents.

I think we should
interrogate the family.

- You should take the lead.
- No.

I want you to do it.

I promise I'll return
it as soon as I can.

Is Ishpreet…?

May his soul rest in peace.

He was such a wonderful boy.

He promised to play piano
at Florence's birthday.

Such a shame.

Give me a minute.

Florence, why was Ishpreet
cribbing about his piano lessons?

I don't know.
Where is Ishpreet?

Detective, maybe you should speak
to the piano teacher instead.

I don't feel like
talking to anyone, Indrani.

Now is not the right time.

Please meet me.

Please.

How is Preeti?

What do you think?

Be with her.

She needs you.

We'll meet when the time is right, okay?

What is it?

At least today you can show
some concern for me.

Shut up! My son is dead
and you're whining.

Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Kohli.

DS Bhamra is on her way.
She wants Ishpreet's documents.

Come on.

His passport, adoption papers, insurance,

and vaccination certificate.

When will we get Ishpreet's body?

We need to prepare for the rituals.

Actually, the body is
the primary evidence.

- The case can't be closed till the body…
- Body?

It's my son you're talking about.
Give him back!

Leave it, Preeti.

Rules are rules.

I'm really sorry, Mrs. Kohli.

If you don't mind…

I have a few questions.

Where were you yesterday
between 1:00 p.m. and 4:00 p.m.?

- Where was I?
- It's a basic protocol. Don't worry.

I was at the office in the morning.

Then I had a meeting with a client
at Pret at around 1:30 p.m.

- Client's name?
- Musheer Hasan.

What do you do?

I have a transportation
business. I run trucks.

Can I have your office address, please?

My company card.
It has the address.

And what do you do, Mrs. Kohli?

She's a housewife.

Mrs. Kohli, where were you between
1:00 p.m. and 4:00 p.m. yesterday?

Right here. At home.

Ishpreet was adopted from Sangrur.

Sangrur to High Wycombe.

It must've been a big transition for him.

It was.

In the beginning,
he was quiet and sad.

We showered him with love,
then he got better.

He was very close to his grandma.

The one who passed away
in the pandemic?

Any changes in Ishpreet
after her passing?

He was upset…

but I don't know if he had changed.

He became withdrawn
and looked worried.

That if we both died of Corona,
he'd become an orphan again.

Better talk to her later.

Now the tap has opened up,
the tears won't stop.

Stop your drama!

Marks on the neck
suggest strangulation.

There are some scratches
on his back and shoulder.

Not very deep, maybe nails, maybe bushes.

We found two separate
traces of DNA on him.

I've sent them for verification.

Any sign of a struggle?

Here, and here.

The finger was broken in resistance.

Sexual assault? Drug Abuse?

Ruled out.

Soles of the feet have turned blue.

Lack of oxygen in the blood.

The lungs were filled with water.

It seems like a case of drowning.
Forced drowning perhaps.

Then why was his body inside the car?

It seems to have been handled.

That's a possibility.

Do we know whose car it is?

Here you go!

"Akram Khan,
121 Main Street, High Wycombe."

No fucking way!

Thanks, Larry.

Akram! We need to speak with you.

I'm going to pray.
Give me ten minutes.

Oh, come on, mate!

If you miss one out of five prayers,
you won't get flogged in hell.

Is everything okay, officers?

Yes, Mr. Imam.

We just want to talk
to our friend Akram here.

Akram Bhai, is there a problem?

Shall I call Mr. Miller?

No, Imam Saheb,
don't worry. I'll handle it.

We won't be long.

Let's get somewhere more private.

Get in!

Here. Forensic reports
of the car. Anything else?

Yeah, they found one match.

No, they haven't identified
the second DNA yet.

Okay. Sending you.

Why would I lie to you?

I told you,
my nephew borrowed the car.

You know me.
I'm an honorable citizen.

I love the queen.

Which nephew?

Saqib. Saleem's son.

I've got something for you.

This is the car outside
Akram's Kebab Corner.

Later, he picks up this guy
from the mosque.

And, here's the kicker.

Is there a cam inside this parking lot?

Unfortunately, all those cams are dead.

We have our main suspect.

What's going on?

We're here to arrest Saqib Chowdhary
for the murder of Ishpreet Kohli.

Suspect on the run.

He's not done anything!

Got you this time, fucker.

How long will you hound my son?

He hasn't done anything wrong.

We found this.

- Cowden.
- Sir?

Send in the duty solicitor.

I need to talk to Ishpreet's parents.

You shouldn't be the one doing it.

This is my case,
I caught this bastard.

All the more reason, don't you think?

I want an unblemished interrogation.

- Are you questioning my integrity?
- No.

But you can't deny that questions
might be asked later.

Send Bhamra.

- She doesn't know this town.
- She doesn't need to.

Jass, speak to the FLO.

I want you to go and see the family
and then I want you to talk to them.

Oh, you should know that the Imam's son
was with Saqib on the day of the murder.

Simon is bringing him in.

Oh God!

I was really hoping
to dodge the religious bullet.

That's the duty solicitor
provided to you by the state.

Uncomfortable?

- Get used to it.
- Easy now.

So why do you think you're here?

Because you're a bastard.

Saqib, you can't talk like that.

Prefer to do this in English.

Why?

You're an Indian,
don't you know Hindi?

Check your papers.

Where were you on
the afternoon of 14th November?

Where were you on 14th November?

With his mother.

You can't speak to an officer like that.

I'll tell you.

Totteridge Rye Park.

Could you corroborate
that claim with some evidence?

Odd place to park, isn't it?

It's a free ground.

I'll park wherever the hell I want.

Just wondering if it's also
a free ground to dump

a dead boy's body that you murdered?

You see, we found Ishpreet Kohli's
body in the front seat of the car.

The same car you borrowed
from your uncle on November 14th.

- I don't know anything about it.
- Just tell the truth.

Just because his car
was in the parking lot,

doesn't mean Saqib was there,
or that he murdered someone.

We found Saqib's DNA
all over the car and the body.

So, tell me…

why would Saqib be at Totteridge Rye Park

in his car on the same day
that this kid was murdered?

With his prints all over the body.
And the body inside the car.

Bit of a tongue twister, isn't it?

This report mentions a second
unidentified DNA on the body.

We haven't been able
to match that as of yet.

But there is a suspect that we have,

who was with Saqib
on the day of the murder.

Sure you know who that is.

Why didn't he take
the car back with him?

He probably wanted
to dispose of the body later.

Maybe somebody saw them.
I don't know, you tell me.

I…

I left the car there
because I had lost the keys.

Just tell the truth.

- It's going to be easier--
- Listen, you twat.

I haven't done shit, all right?
You can do whatever the fuck you want.

Listen, let's assume he's your killer.

What's his motive?

Saleem and I used to
own a transport company.

Then we parted ways.

How are your relations
with him now?

- There are none.
- Meaning?

Why are you asking about Saleem?

Saqib Chowdhary is our prime suspect.

I was hoping you'd tell me…

- if he had a motive.
- To avenge his father.

Avenge?

When their partnership ended,
Saleem took all the clients with him.

Daljeet fought bitterly with him.

They even hit each other.

Madam, if someone close to you
stabs you in the back, it hurts.

You had your differences…

but would Saqib
do something so extreme?

Who knows?
He was into drugs.

Into? He was a complete addict, a junkie.

People talked about him in the community.

He even hit his own mother
several times. Over money.

Madam, you may not agree with me,
but their community is filthy.

The families had a past, sir.

That's probably our motive.

Yes, but the parents
didn't seem sure.

It was all conjecture.

Jass, I want you to talk to him.
You stay here.

Where are you going?

I'm going to phone the Imam

before we have
a Leicester-type situation here.

Where were you on 14th November?

Hey! When the pretty lady asks
a question, you answer.

- What's up with you guys today?
- Simon, let me handle this.

Where were you on 14th November?

With Saqib.

We were driving around and then…

- we went to Totteridge Rye Park.
- Why there?

We ordered some ching
the previous day and…

- Who's your dealer?
- We ordered it on the gram.

What happened after you reached?

We…

We were waiting.

Then this little lad came.

Hey!

What are you doing here?

Ishpreet?

Yeah.

He'd got the ching.

And we were like 30 quid short.

There's 30 pounds missing.
You need to give me more.

We don't have any more.

Then give me back the packet.

Dude, just chill, okay?

So, he started arguing.

Saqib got mad.

Saqib!

- Get off!
- Leave him!

Saqib!

Shut the fuck up!

I tried to stop him,
but it was too late.

Then what happened?

We put the body in the car.

Saqib planned to
throw it into the canal.

So, why didn't you drive away?

Saqib had lost the car keys.

Then how did he
put the body in the car?

Because…

it's an old car!

He killed him.

I didn't do anything.

Please don't tell my father.

Let's submit the evidence immediately,
along with the case file.

We'll get a remand order
of the magistrate soon as.

You did a good job.

Yes. Yeah, very well done.

All within 48 hours.

That's gotta be some kind of a record.

Listen, Jass.

I know this has been
very harrowing for you,

but, well, I'm very proud.

I don't believe we have
a watertight case, sir.

Of course, we do.

Why do you say that?

We have a confession on record.

There are still some
things that don't sit right.

But we can iron out
the fine details later.

Elaborate.

We just found out that
Ishpreet was selling drugs.

We haven't explored that angle yet.

The kid's bag is missing.
Where did it go?

The motive isn't firmly established…

It was clearly an act of revenge.

We have a statement
from an eyewitness.

Saqib has been arrested multiple times

for drug possession and petty theft.

And he's been a drug addict all his life.

So what else is there
left for us to verify?

Tell me, DS Bhamra,
in all your years of experience,

what do drug addicts do
when they get desperate?

- But, what if Saqib…
- Are you done, DS Bhamra?

Or have you forgotten
who the DI is here?

- Alright, Hardy, calm down.
- Why are you so fucking insecure?

I'm just doing my job.

- Woah, calm down!
- All this doesn't make sense.

Do you need pills to make sense of it?

A junkie killed your kid and now
you're out there protecting that lot?

It's like you want other kids
to die just because yours did.

Hardy!

What the fuck are you doing?

You're going to bring
charges against her?

I'm not some bloody school kid

who'll go complaining to the headmaster.

DS Bhamra, I'm taking you off the case.

Consider this your last warning.

- Fucking suspend her, at least.
- Enough!

You should've known
better than to provoke her.

Now, get out of my sight!

There are loopholes in the case, sir.

I don't care if it has a fucking
black hole in my face!

I just know it in my gut
that something's wrong.

Please don't take me off the case.

Now four days ago
you stood in this office

and you requested
to be taken off the case.

Now you're desperate not to let it go.

What am I supposed to make of this?

The reason I'm not suspending you…

is because I know
what you've been through.

No parent should ever
have to outlive their child.

Now, back in my day,
you went to work, it's what you did.

It didn't matter what problems
you had at home,

it didn't matter if you were
breaking up inside.

I don't want that for you.

Go!

Shut the fuck up.

People are trying to get
some sleep here.

A wave of communal tensions

has culminated in violence

following the arrest of a Muslim teenager

in connection with the death
of a Sikh child in Wycombe.

This incident has not only
deepened the divide

amongst the immigrant
communities but has also left

law enforcement
grappling with the challenge

of breaking this troubling cycle.

The incident of arson happened
at around 9:50 p.m.

Our teams responded immediately
and got the situation under control.

No arrests have been made so far

because none of the aggrieved
parties have pressed charges.

We have requested
the elders of both communities

to come together
and de-escalate the situation.

The actions of a drug
addict should not reflect

on our otherwise peaceful community.

- Hi, Amber.
- Hi.

Here. Thanks.

Thank you!

How is she today?

Same as yesterday.
Same as the day before that.

Lini.

It's me.

Saqib got sent to remand today.

Another 15 days
and he'll be convicted for life.

Spoke to the doctor
today as well, and he said…

there's some medication he can put you on.

It might help you feel a bit better.

That's good, isn't it?

Love you, sis.

Hey! I wanted to talk to you.

I don't want to talk
to people like you, okay?

We can burn houses down as well.

If you want to create
more trouble, let's do it.

Why bring a crowd
of protesters to a gurdwara?

People like you never change.

Bastard.

Walk away, bloody thief!
All you can do is steal!

- Is this why we're here?
- This is not the place.

Daljeet…

tell the police the truth.

Your quarrel with Saleem has nothing
to do with Ishpreet and Saqib.

Bhabhi, ask him.

Who knows how
you've brought up your child?

We're in front of the gurdwara,
so I won't do anything.

Or else…

- Or else, what?
- No, no.

I can come to your mosque
with protesters as well.

I'll strangle you! Bastard.

- Liar.
- Fucking cunt.

Stop it! Stop!

- I've only just started.
- I'll finish it.

- Enough!
- Let's go.

- Preeti, you're like my younger sister.
- No! Please, spare us.

You know how hard
I had to struggle to raise my son.

You think he'd do such a thing?

So are the police wrong?

Everyone knows Saqib is half-cracked.

- Don't say another word. Close your mouth.
- Shut up!

You and I have our differences.

But my son is incapable of murder.

No one's sent to jail without proof.

If you had raised him properly,
you wouldn't be begging us…

So, you think we raised him badly?

Okay! Fine.

- Take my Ali. Take him.
- Mom, what are you doing?

Finish him off as well.
Go on!

Let's go, Preeti.
There's no end to their drama.

I did that for my first
eight months here.

I had to get therapy after that.

Do you want to grab a drink?

No, I'll just finish up and go home.

Just don't smack anyone
on you're way out, yeah?

Sometimes people hit back.

Simon.

You know what my granny used
to tell me when I was a kid?

- What?
- Go fuck yourself.

I haven't been out drinking in a while.

All the more reason to.

My love is lost

I lost my love

My love is lost

I lost my love

My love is lost

I lost my love

He is gone from my sight

He has gone from my sight

He has gone from my sight

I can no longer see him

My love is lost

I lost my love

He is gone from my sight

I can no longer see him

My love is lost

Pops? You?

My dear, you should
lock the door at night.

You should've called before coming.

I felt like seeing
my daughter, so I came.

I had the day off from the hospital,

so I thought I'd surprise you.

That's great.

Eat it before it becomes
as hard as a popadum.

Oh yes, your therapist called.

She was useless, Pops.

I don't know why
you waste time talking to her.

She called, so we talked.

What did she say?

The usual… asked how you were, etc.

What else?

She made sense, you know.

A change of place…

Did you tell her I asked for a transfer?

- Shouldn't I have told her?
- I'm fine.

You make it into such a big deal…

that sometimes I think
I am actually crazy!

Don't talk to people about me.

Don't do that.

- What?
- That.

I get so angry with
the way you all treat me.

Tell me the truth.
I'm a grown woman. I can fucking take it.

When you were young…

everyone would say how mature you were.

I felt so proud.

Yes, my daughter is quite mature.

She's sensible.

Now I know that wasn't
such a good thing.

Children should behave like children.

I had no option after Mom's passing.

But now you do.

Don't run away from life, my dear.

I'm not running away.

Listen, you may travel the world…

but what's going on
inside of you, won't change.

Share your feelings.

Then put them aside and move ahead.

Or else you'll never be able…

to untie the knot that's inside you.

Stay with me for a few days.

Can you get time off work?

That's tough. I'm on desk duty.

Is that a punishment?

You must be doing something right!

Who knows?

Keep at it. I'll be back soon.

We went to Totteridge Rye Park.
Then this little lad came.

And we were like 30 quid short,

so he started arguing.

Saqib got mad.

He grabbed him by his neck
and he pushed him in the lake.

He killed him.

You think we'll get
footage like this, you little shit.

You think you look cool smoking this?

Get outta here, idiot!

Brothers, this is the problem
with our community.

Don't waste your time
with this shit, man.

Follow me on "syringethings"
for more motivational videos

on how to stay out of trouble.

Why would Saqib be at Totteridge Rye park

in his car, on the same day that
this kid has been murdered?

With his prints all over the body
and the body inside the car?

The car was parked there
because I misplaced the keys.

Tell the truth.

How long have you been
at this station, Sharon?

A little more than a year.

Why?

Just wondering.

Hey, what's bothering you?

Syringe was a drug dealer
and is connected to Ishpreet.

Naved said that Ishpreet
delivered them drugs

which they bought off the gram.

You think Syringe has something
to do with Ishpreet's murder?

Maybe.

This drug thing is just a blind spot.

Shouldn't you be
discussing this with Hardy?

Miller?

He won't listen.

If we go in, we go with proof…

or at least a theory
that he can chew on.

Fifty…

And that's how real men do it.

Drop your workout videos
and remember to use the code

"Syringe20" to get 20 percent off
your muscle gym merch.

Till next time, mates, peace out!

An ex-drug dealer
who is now trying to convince

the world that he's reformed.

Isn't that over the top?

Shouldn't I change?
Stay the same forever?

I know a lot of people

who'd do anything to hide
their true selves.

It's early afternoon.
Have you come here to insult me?

You had kids selling drugs.

I can insult you any time.

Whatever I did in the past,
I did to raise my little brother.

Past?

Why? Don't you deal drugs anymore?

No. And I don't let
anyone around me do it either.

So Ishpreet wasn't selling your drugs?

What?

Where were you on the 14th of November?

- Do you know what that family means to me?
- Just answer my question.

I was doing service at the gurdwara.

Done with your playacting?

Think whatever you want to.
My conscience is clean.

When did you stop selling drugs?

- And don't tell me jail transformed you.
- Fuck jail!

A teenager almost lost her life
because of the shit I sold.

When I saw what happened to her,
it fucked me up.

Shalini Patel. Hardy's sister?

If you know everything,
then why are you here?

Just curious.

How did the cops get to you?

High Wycombe cops?

They could never get to me!

A friend of mine ratted me out

to save his own skin.

Who?

You alright?

Hope you're keeping an account.

Don't embarrass me.

Forget embarrassment!
Business is business.

I'll try to clear my balance
by the end of the month.

Bhabhi, I have everything.
But not the green tea.

What are you doing?

Are you alright?

I'll slap you.

- I was just…
- Prithvi, get out!

What did I say?

Get out!

Sir, do you have a minute?

If this has anything to do
with your desk stint…

- then I might suggest you…
- Sir, did you know about Shalini Patel?

- Is there a reason you're asking me that?
- Yes.

When Shalini Patel almost
overdosed herself to death,

Tejinder Singh was
jailed for selling drugs.

But there was one guy
our judicial system

chose to forgive
and send to a rehab.

On account of his drug addiction,

cooperation with the cops, and age.

Sit down.

So if you did know that DI Hardy

had a bone to pick
with Saqib Chowdhary,

and you still let him continue
with this case?

- Then you've failed your duty.
- I'm sorry!

DI Hardy is deliberately
trying to frame that boy, sir.

Now look, before I have you put
on a charge for insubordination,

I suggest you start talking facts.

Saqib drowned Ishpreet in the lake.

Then dragged his body and put it
in the front seat of the car…

to hide the body.

Does that make any sense?

Let's say he isn't smart enough.

The body was wet when
he put it in the front seat…

which would've made the seat wet.

Or at least, left watermarks
for the forensic team to have picked up.

But the seat was completely dry.

Sorry, what are you getting at?

Naved himself confessed--

In all my experience, people who have
such a pitch-perfect testimony

are either liars or people
who have nothing to hide.

Naved, I believe is lying.

- Why would he lie?
- I don't know.

I also don't know where
Ishpreet's bag disappeared.

Who the second DNA on the body is.

Why is Saqib keeping quiet?
Why did Ishpreet have drugs on him?

And why is DI Hardy still on the case…

when, clearly,
he has a conflict of interest?

We need to re-examine the case.
Open it up from the beginning.

The jury selection has already begun.

- Then we must hurry.
- Look, it's not that simple.

Do you have any idea how much
of a shitstorm this would be--

Sir, do you really want to retire

with an innocent boy being
punished for a crime he didn't commit?

Is that the legacy
you want to leave behind?

Indrani Rai. Taught music
at High Wycombe High School.

She left when her husband
passed away during the first wave.

Do you think they're having an affair?

Seems like it.

And he's definitely driving an Uber.

His business is in the dumps.

Didn't seem like that
when we first met him.

Sharon, come here.

Daljeet took out a life insurance
policy of 200,000 pounds

for Ishpreet four years ago.

Let me check with the insurance
company if he filed a claim.

Hello?

Copy!

- Should I come along?
- No, no.

Miller bought you ten minutes.

What's going on?

I want to know the truth.

What happened
in the park that day?

You're a detective.

Find out.

I don't want to talk.

Great. Run away.

Your parents will suffer
because you remained silent.

Try your bullshit on someone else.

I know these strategies.

If I wanted to use a strategy,
I wouldn't have come here.

I'm here to help.

Why?

Why should I trust you?

You're all the same!

You just see people
as case files and numbers.

You know what I see?

I see a 19-year-old boy…

who is struggling with addiction.

I see a mother who can only cry,
trying to prove her son's innocence.

I see a father…

who has lost all hope.

I don't know what you're hiding and why.

I just know a lot of lives
are at stake, Saqib.

Including yours.

I don't know what the hell to do.

I'm fucked either way.

- That bastard Naved--
- I just need you to tell me the truth.

Naved and I went to the park
the other day to score some ching.

I was getting severe pangs.

Hey!

What are you doing here?

I was told to deliver this packet.

- What have you got yourself into?
- What?

There's 30 pounds missing.
You need to give me more.

We don't have any more.

So, return the packet.

Dude, just chill, okay?

- I was told to get all the money.
- Thirty-- Wait!

If you didn't have it,
then return the packet.

- Chill, bro.
- Alright! We don't have the money, okay?

And we're not giving it back.

If I see you delivering drugs again,
I'll tell Daljeet uncle.

What will you tell him?

If you don't pay me in full,
I'll go and tell your mothers

what you two are up to.

What did you say?

I'll tell your mothers
what you two are up to.

You'll go telling our mothers? Right?

Saqib!

You're going to tell my mother?

Leave him.
Oh, God!

Shut the fuck up!

Saqib…

Last warning, kid.

Get lost!

I take a little sip…

From your mind

And leave the world…

Behind

We bumped into someone there.

It was Ishpreet.

- Bro, we need to go home now!
- Shut up, man.

- He's not fucking breathing!
- I don't care, Saqib.

If my father comes to know,
he's gonna kill me, bro.

Shut up, Naved.
Fucking help me!

- I'm not helping you.
- Naved, you fuckin' idiot. Help me here.

He's fucking heavy.

We've got to take him
to the hospital.

Saqib, if my father sees me,
he's going to kill me.

We're gonna…
You can help me.

Alright, let's put him inside the car.

Do you have the car keys?

We gotta save him, alright?
We can save him.

Fuck it!

I can't. I can't. I'm going.

Ishpreet was like my brother.

I didn't kill him.

Even if I get out of jail…

my father will send me to Lahore.

And if Imam Saheb finds
out about Naved and me,

you know the hell that
would break loose.

I know I've done some fucked up shit.

I've ruined so many lives.

Before that, I ruined mine as well.

I'm so sorry. It's all my fault.

Saqib told me everything.

- I know about you both.
- Get the fuck out of my house.

I know it feels like
everything will be lost.

- But if you tell your family…
- You don't know anything, okay?

I know you have been
manipulated into giving that testimony.

Saqib will get life imprisonment,
if you don't come clean, Naved.

You lied to me.

You said that nothing was going to happen.

Oh, yeah? Then why the fuck did
Officer Bhamra just come to my house?

Where did you tell
your father you were going?

I said I'm going for a walk.

- And what did you tell her?
- Nothing.

- Now is really not the time to be lying--
- He lied to me!

He said Saqib will only go in
for a couple of years, tops.

Did you really say that?

Well, that bastard's in for life.

I could arrange for you and him to…

spend the rest of
your days together in jail.

I'm done with this thing.
I'm going to tell the court everything.

How do you think your father will
feel if he found out that you are queer?

How do you think
he's going to handle that?

Pray for eleven days or something?!

You fucking piece of shit.
Think you can fuck with Saqib?

I won't let you get away
with this. I won't let you!

That bastard ruined Lini's life.

And if you don't cooperate,
I'm going to ruin yours too.

Hardy!

We're fucked.

Leave the boy!

He's just confessed that he was actively
involved in the murder of Ishpreet Kohli.

Save yourself some trouble
and let go of him.

Or what are you gonna do?

Whatever it is, it's not
going to help your sister.

Put down the knife and surrender!

I'm not going to let that fucking
happen again. No fucking way!

Nobody ever did
anything to you deliberately.

That fucking prick Saqib is a criminal…

and he got let off because of what?

A testimony?

My sister's become a vegetable,
but as long as you catch the bigger fish,

it's all fine!

You were the one who let it slide, boss.
Your hands are as dirty as mine.

Says the man holding the knife!

Well, spare me the fucking bullshit.

- Let Naved go.
- Or what?

Hardy, end this madness.

- Now!
- I fucking will.

Easy, easy!

Alright, alright!

I did not expect this from you.

Take him away.

I bet you would've done
the same thing for your child.

Stay back. Stay back!

- Drop the weapon!
- Shut the fuck up!

Stay back!

Stay back!

You're not going to get
any peace doing this, Hardy.

Tell Lini I'm sorry.

How did you do it?

- I didn't do anything, mate.
- I'm not your mate.

Start talking.

Do you remember that morning
at Akram's Kebab Corner?

Hardy saw Saqib take the car.

Later that night
he found the car at the park.

You can fuck off, go home.
I'll find him myself.

Simon, come on!

You need some sleep, mate!

Twenty-five years, mate.

Listen, Simon…

I need to ask you something.
You do trust me, don't you?

- Yeah, of course!
- Like a brother.

Yeah. What's gotten into you?

Nothing, I just need you to do something.

Anything. What is it?

Hardy found Ishpreet's body
not too far from the car.

Just up here, mate.

Hidden away in a pit.

We retrieved it.

Broke into Saqib's car.

And left Ishpreet's body there.

Wait here.

Let me call Miller.

And on the way back to the station…

I told Naved what we wanted him to say.

What did you do with Ishpreet's bag?

What bag? He had nothing
on him when we found him.

Simon said Ishpreet did not have
his bag on him when they found him.

There's another issue.

We need to figure
something for Hardy's sister.

I'll take care of it.

Good job, Jass-meet!

You are the Investigating Officer
on this case now.

- You report directly to me.
- Yes, sir.

I just resigned.

Why?

I think you know why.
The buck stops at me.

Okay, when the paperwork is completed,

Saqib will be released
and that's thanks to you.

Jass, find the killer.

I just… don't know how to thank you.

I was only doing my job.

But you understood what
we were dealing with.

Look after Saqib
when he comes back home.

Actually, I wanted to
ask you something.

Ali…

Go and get some tea.

Yes?

What kind of guy is Daljeet Kohli?

They first accused him of murder
and now they're letting the bastard go.

On top of that, the family
liaison officer is all over us.

I'm not sure what to do.

Don't do anything.

Just don't overreact
in front of anyone.

I'm trying.

But I'm scared.

Don't be. I'm with you, okay?

If you weren't by my side…

I don't know what I would've done.

Daljeet…

you are the strongest person I know.

Okay?

Cowden, did the second
DNA match with Naved's?

No!

Thought so!

How did the Kohlis react to the news?

They were upset
about Saqib being released.

Especially Daljeet!

How's behavior been all this while?

Honestly? He's a little volatile.
He's a misogynist for sure.

Cowden, Daljeet said he had a meeting

with a man called
Musheer Hasan on the day of the murder.

- Cross-check his alibi.
- Certainly.

Larry, did we find out
who the drug dealer is?

I've gone through Naved's chats.
It's a ghost account.

And I spoke to the insurance company.

Daljeet filed a claim,
but it's been stalled

because the case hasn't closed.

He must be desperate right now.

- Should we bring him in?
- Not till we have all our answers.

Let go of me.

Let go, Prithvi.

For fuck's sake, I love you,
Bhabhi, please.

You fucker!

You bastard!

Prithvi, you bastard.
Come here. Fucker!

Fuck!

Where are you going?

I won't spare you! Fucker!

Don't worry.

You're safe here.

Can you tell us what happened?

I was at home.

Daljeet was out.

Prithvi showed up and said
he wanted to talk to me.

Then he started talking nonsense.

I tried to call my husband,
but he didn't pick up.

I tried to make Prithvi understand…

but he forced himself on me.

Luckily, Daljeet came home.

I thought I could…

But then he…

I'm really sorry, Mrs. Kohli.

But you'll have to be strong for me.

Did Prithvi ever misbehave before?

He's like a younger brother.

When Tejinder was in jail…

he lived with us for four years.

I had no idea what was
going on in his mind.

He did try to get familiar with me…

but I ignored it.

How's your married life, Mrs. Kohli?

I know a dead marriage when I see one.

Did he ever hit you?

Why didn't you report it?

Murderers…

and molesters freely roam the streets.

Filing a report is pointless.

My life would've been
turned upside down.

Has Daljeet always been aggressive?

He got worse when his business failed.

He desperately needed
to raise some money…

to get his business going again.

Do you know an Indrani Rai?

- You seem to get angry a lot.
- Sure.

He was behaving badly with my wife.

You behave badly with your wife as well.

- I've never touched her.
- You take us for fools?

I know you used to hit Preeti.

All lies.

You sold trucks from your company
without informing your business partner.

- Is that a lie as well?
- I needed the money for Ishpreet.

Saleem didn't agree.

Corona had broken our backs.

- My hands were tied.
- Were Indrani's hands tied too?

What has Indrani got to do with this?

- Keep her out of this.
- I wish you had told me earlier…

because she's on her way.

When I've admitted
I killed Prithvi in a fit of rage…

why did you call--

You killed Ishpreet
for the insurance, right?

- Are you fucking crazy?
- Mind your tongue!

You're in custody, that's why
I'm going easy on you.

I prayed so hard for a son.

I know how difficult it was
to bring him to the UK.

Four years ago, you took a life insurance
policy of 200,000 pounds for Ishpreet.

That kind of money would get
your business started twice over.

I did not murder my son.

That's all I want to say.

That's okay.

But I'll prove it.

Daljeet is incapable of murder.

- You seem to know him well.
- Yeah, so?

If you're hiding something…

this will be a good time to come clean.

- Do you give piano lessons?
- Yes.

Did Ishpreet come to you
for piano lessons?

Yes, he did.

Why did he stop?

You should ask his parents that.

- I did talk to Preeti, she said…
- That psycho!

One day Ishpreet came home
and told his mother…

that his father spent a lot of time
in his piano teacher's bedroom.

Why?

Your homework is incomplete.

You want to know about
the relationship between Daljeet and me?

We're part of the same support group.

And I am his sponsor.

What? What support group?

A support group that helps people
who've lost their loved ones to Covid.

You're a great storyteller.

I think you are.

Dr. Singh, please tell me you have
an update on the second DNA.

We found the match.

Who is it?

These are not mine.
These are not mine, I swear.

Track this number.

Right away.

Can I have some water?

Why did you do it?

You wouldn't understand.

Try me.

My life was ruined the day…

I married that bastard, Daljeet.

He was all show. With zero brains.

If you were angry with Daljeet,
why did you take it out on Ishpreet?

Daljeet worshipped him.

He went specially
to India to adopt the boy.

Didn't you want to adopt him?

Daljeet and his mother wanted a child.

They never even asked me.

The old woman died
and Ishpreet became my problem.

But why kill him?

I had no choice.

He married me and brought me here.
I became a servant.

I had to look after
his mother, then his son.

I was his wife.

He never cared
about how I was feeling.

He had someone to love already,
that Lady Diana.

Indrani.

So that's why you started
your affair with Prithvi?

What affair?

He was a kid when
he started living with us.

His brother was in jail.
He had no parents.

I looked after him a bit,
so he became my slave.

I started liking him as well.

At least he paid attention to me.

But then…

the usual boy problem.

He didn't understand boundaries.

How did you convince
Prithvi to murder Ishpreet?

How did he kill him?

Prithvi panicked
when Saqib was released.

You called him to the house
so Daljeet would--

Do you have any proof?

Read these messages.

We found them on
Prithvi's other phone.

Bhabhi, I did something terrible.

I made a very big mistake.

Prithvi, panicking won't help.

I haven't slept in days.
How can I not panic?

Come to me.

Come to me. Come closer.

Don't worry. I'll think of something.

I'll just go to the washroom.

Will you wait here?

Thank you, Prithvi.

What are you thanking me for?

You've done so much for me.

We must stop meeting.

I don't understand.

If Daljeet finds out…

he won't spare us.

Calm down! Now you're panicking.

I'm not panicking.

I'm just saying that
it's all over between us.

Is this a joke? It's all over?

I've done so much for you.

- Ishpreet…
- You did it for me?

Can't you think for yourself?

Why are you talking like this?

There's a flight to Paris
tomorrow at 6:00 a.m.

Pack a small bag.

- Prithvi…
- Let's get out of here.

- I'm telling you…
- Will you trust me? Please.

- Please trust me, please.
- Let go of my hand.

I love you. For fuck's sake.
I love you. Please!

Prithvi, let go of me.

- I won't tell anyone. Don't be scared.
- Prithvi…

- Will you listen to me? Please.
- Please.

- Prithvi, let go of me!
- Bhabhi, please, try and understand.

- I love you.
- Prithvi, let go of me!

Prithvi was just a kid.

Ishpreet was just a kid.

Only the dead are respected.

I'm alive.

Why did no one respect me?

You said I behaved badly with my wife…

but if I had killed her,
Ishpreet would be alive today.

She was unworthy of being a mother.

My eyes search for you in vain

You have made a home in another world

My eyes search for you in vain

You have made a home in another world

If only you were here beside me

This thought haunts my mind

Without you, everything is bland

Life itself torments me

Memories are all that's left behind

Memories are all that's left behind

I had nothing to call my own

There was only you but now you're gone

I had nothing to call my own

There was only you but now you're gone

If I could only rewrite my destiny

Then I'd add what's missing for me

My breath stops, my heart stops

I call out to you again and again

Memories are all that's left behind

Memories are all that's left behind

Dreams scattered on the sands of time