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Wait... Wait...

Come on!

This way.

Shit.

We can't.

We have to.

Three more, come on. Come on, Dave, push it.

Come on, son, fight for it.

Push, push, push, push!

Yes. Not bad, grandad!

You cheeky sod.

- Good workout, lads? - Not bad.

You want to get yourself to the gym, Graham.

We don't go too mad. - You're alright, mate.

Need a six pack? Got the full beer barrel there, Graham.

Alright, mouth!

Have a nice day, lads. - See ya. - Bye.

Fancy the Beehive later?

No, I can't. I'm busy.

Don't tell me you're... - What?

...singing and bloody dancing?

Maybe.

Bloody hell, Sue.

It's the weekend.

I know.

Didn't say I was getting up though.

Y'alright? - Yeah.

I thought I could smell bacon.

Yeah, you can. It's next door. - Oh, great.

There's cereal.

No, you're alright. I'll get something on the way. I need to get off, anyway.

Phil!

I'll see you tonight? - Mmm.

What? - Nothing!

I'll see you tonight. Love you.

Right.

You're hopeless.

You sure you're ok? - Yeah, I'm fine!

Alright, well I'll see you later. - See you later.

Ok, Sue. I'll get these tests run.

Try not to worry.

I promise, we'll get to the bottom of it.

Excuse me.

Sarge? - Yes, I'm coming!

Thank you. - Mmm.

Just down there on the right, sarge. - Thanks.

Hiya.

Alright?

Ah. Cheers, Dan. Thanks. - Cheers.

Hi, Sue.

Alright, sir?

Wrong leg. Other way round.

Thanks.

I have been dressing myself since I was thirty.

Sarge. - Iddon.

How's lanky getting on?

Next Chief Super, that lad. Smartest copper on the Force.

He must have told you?

I hope you missed breakfast.

Bloody hell...

I know, right? Enough to put you off bacon butties for life.

Cause of death? Besides him being a charcoal briquette?

- It is a him? - Yeah.

I've found a nice little group of stab wounds here.

Have we got an ID? - Driver's licence. Daniel Hope.

And is this his car?

We've run the VIN number.

Iddon...

What?

Are you on glue?

It's a selfie, I'm not going to tweet it!

Come on, you knobhead.

I wasn't even smiling.

"I Don't Know How to Love Him" from Jesus Christ Superstar

Sorry. I'm here.

I saved you a script. - Oh. Ok. Thanks.

Alright? - Yeah.

AND... two, three, four...

# Hosanna, hey-sanna, sanna, sanna, hosanna

# Hey-sanna, hosanna

# Hey JC, JC, won't you smile at me?

# Sanna, ho, sanna, hey, superstar!

# Oh... #

Next Sunday, I'd like chorus from two-thirty

...opening act one.

Everyone else from three.

Best make that three thirty.

And David?

Yeah.

Chorus. That means you, too.

Yes, boss.

We're heading to the pub, are you coming?

No, best not. Gotta be at work at six.

You've got time for one. - Well...

It's alright, I'll see you next week.

Chrissy.

Erm... I'll just come for the one, yeah?

Hey, Lucy!

Bloody hell, love. You look like a Weeble.

Thanks.

- Erm, everybody, this is our Lucy. - Hiya!

I'll get us a drink...

No, sit down, Chrissy, I'll get them.

Don't be daft. Do you want one?

No, thanks.

Thanks.

You didn't have to drive here. I'd have met you at home.

Right. So you are coming home then?

Can we just go?

He's either at work or he's out. I don't know where he is.

I think he might be seeing someone, Dad.

I don't know...

We had a fight.

God... - What?

All this.

You're starting a family. That comes first.

I knew this would be a mistake...

I'm not just having a go at you. I mean him an' all.

Both of you, stop being so selfish and grow up a bit.

You're a right one to talk.

What? - You!

Knocking about with that Chrissy.

I've known her years... - Yeah, I know you have.

We're just friends, Lucy. - Oh, piss off, Dad.

I know.

Mum wasn't even dead, was she?

That's not true. How you can even think that...

Why'd you even bother wearing that ring? Eh?

Forget it. I'll stop at a mate's.

Lucy... Lucy!

He's not in.

Do you know where he is?

Not a clue, love.

Love?

Who are you? Mr-?

Rizla.

Mr Rizla. Right.

I've not seen him since yesterday. - Do you know if he took his car?

Yeah, I think so.

What's happened? - It was found burned out, this morning.

How well do you know Mr Hope?

Dan? Yeah, pretty well. We're mates.

D'you know if he, if Dan, was in any trouble?

Sir?

We can nip in yours if you like. Kick back, shoot the breeze...

Look, I don't know about any trouble, yeah...

But he asked me to keep and eye out, see if anyone came looking for him.

Seemed a bit shady. - Did anyone come looking for him?

I'm busy though, you know?

Why would someone nick his car? It's a pile of shite.

We found a body. - You think it's Dan?

If you remember anything, or if you see Mr Hope...

Yeah, yeah, course.

Whoa! You don't need that.

I've got his keys.

He asked me to feed Larry.

Police! - Thanks.

Police! Hello?

Cheers.

Nothing.

Well, I want a camera set up outside.

I don't trust the dude to tell us when someone comes calling.

It's every couple of weeks now.

They have another argument, she storms off.

Somehow I end up being the bad guy.

And this lad she's with?

Yeah, he's a dickhead. You met him, last Christmas.

Have I? Kid who sells cars.

That's the one. Alan.

Anybody'd think he's the next Richard bloody Branson, the way he carries on.

You want to send some of the lads round, give him a Burnley wallet.

Mr Crabtree!

What's wrong with her?

Move!

Shift. What happened?

She went down like a sack of spuds. Spark out.

I'll call an ambulance. You'll have to go with her, mate.

Alright.

Alright, you lot, stop gawping and give her some space.

- You okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.

Jesus Christ Superstar? I saw that.

With, um, what's his name? Darren Day.

That was Joseph.

He was in Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat.

Oh right.

Well, it was dead good.

You alright?

Yeah.

Apart from having a barney with my daughter.

Ms Hope? We're ready for you.

Can you check in?

We spoke to a neighbour. He claims Mr Hope had been acting a bit jumpy recently

and had asked to be informed if anyone came looking for him.

He didn't say who?

Obviously not, sir. Otherwise I'd be telling you we had a suspect.

Right, let's find Mr Hope's next of kin. - Iddon's already on it.

Good.

Sue.

Yes, sir.

I know you're annoyed that I got this job and you didn't.

But it's happened now, and if you're planning on staying, I need your respect. Alright?

Right, who's got 'em? - Got what?

Guys, this isn't even funny.

You busy?

A word?

Dickhead. Where's he put them?

Have you got my background report? - Yeah, Dan Hope.

Only family is his sister, Julie. Doing a stretch up at Ravenhill.

They grew up in foster care together over in Blackpool.

Right, well, grow up, give him his drawer keys back and stop messing around.

Come on Sue, we were just having a laugh! - Right, enough with the Sue, alright?

It is 'boss' or 'sergeant' to you, or 'Mrs Bloody Reinhardt'.

Have you got that? - Alright, Sue. Boss...

Don't push it, Richard.

Right, get on to Ravenhill, and make us an appointment.

We need to speak to Dan Hope's sister.

Have you got a problem with that?

Good!

Do you know what's wrong with her?

They think it might be... some kind of anaemia.

Might be something wrong with her kidneys. They're not sure.

She's nearly done. - Thanks, love.

Right, I'll just nip to the loo then. - Ok.

Luce, I really don't want another row, love.

Dad, dad. Please don't hang up.

I'm at work.

I know where you are.

You're at the hospital. Dad you need to listen...

What's wrong?

Dad, please listen...

He wants you to get Julie out of the hospital.

- Julie? - If you don't, he says he's going to...

Dad, if you call the police he said he's going to hurt me and the baby.

Who? You're not making any sense, love.

Bring Jules to Canal Street. He says he'll meet you there.

Please...

- Lucy! - Give me the phone.

Phone the police, and she's dead.

Who is this?

Hello? Hello?

Hello? Hello? Who...?

Hey, it's Luce, leave a message. -Shit!

Where is she? - Who?

Don't you play daft. My daughter. Where is she?

Oh, god, no...

Ow! You're hurting me-

He knew we were here, now. Right? He knows that I'm with you.

Ok, ok, listen...

I got a message from my brother. Dan told me to be here, now.

And I knew that if I collapsed then you'd have to bring me here.

But that is it. That's it, I swear.

Jesus Christ!

And then what?

I mean he must have told you. What did he tell you?

No, I don't know. I don't. I thought maybe he wanted to see me.

See you?

No, he doesn't want to see you. He wants me to get you out.

Now where is she?

I swear on my life, I don't know.

Stay there.

Who you phoning? - Who d'you think? The police.

Wait. Let me call him.

He'll listen to me.

It's his voicemail. - Right...

What did Dan say exactly?

Please, Mr Murdoch? What did he say?

He... he said to get you out and to meet him on Canal Street.

Let's do that then. - What?

Let's meet him, and I'll talk to him and he'll tell me where Lucy is.

And then we phone the police and we can explain everything.

Please, I don't want him to hurt her.

She's my little girl.

I promise you, he will listen to me.

Emergency. Which service do you require?

Come on!

The stairs.

Dave?

Dave!

I'm sorry. - What the hell are you doing?

JULES: Come on.

Copy that. - They're just about to exit the service corridor.

Sorry... - It's ok. I got your text.

I had a feeling you might be late.

Oh, sorry. It's crime, it doesn't sleep. I'll make it up to you.

Is there anything I can get you?

No, I'm fine, thank you. Actually, yes. I'll have a drink.

Can I have a dry white wine, please? - A large one. And I'll take another.

- Small one. - At least you made it. Busy day?

Manic. What have you had?

Thanks. I'm starving. I've not got long.

Now, Sue... While you are here, there's something I want to run by you.

What's that?

Changing your name back to Walsh.

Really? That's what you want to talk about?

Why would I want to change my name?

Ok, um...

Tony's wife is Mrs Reinhardt. And you're Susan Walsh.

Yeah, but I can't be bothered going through all the rigmarole...

It's easy, you just use the government gateway thing. I can do it for you.

But why? Why would I want to change my name?

It's just a bloody label. - I don't want to marry another man's wife, Sue.

I want to marry you. - What? What you on about, marry me?

Marry you.

I've been offered the job.

The police college?

My practice is here. - I know.

What about us? - I haven't accepted it yet.

But you've thought about it?

That tells me everything I need to...

Listen, let's not... Let's not talk about it here.

You were seriously thinking of...

...upping sticks and running off to Hendon to teach? - No, I'm not running off.

So it's nothing to do with Ash getting promoted and not you?

No!

Oh, come on. Your career is here. Your life is here.

You're being stupid.

Sarge?

Oh, bloody hell. Do you want me to come back?

What d'you want? - A prisoner's absconded.

So? - It's Julie Hope. Daniel Hope's sister.

There's a lot of big words here. - Just give me the headlines.

There've been a couple of incidents down at Ravenhill.

Syn... Syn-cop-? What's that say?

She fainted. - Oh. Right.

Well, she's been down a couple of times for blood tests, screenings...

but it's all a bit of a mystery, to be honest.

Right. Do we know who brought her in?

Yeah, I spoke to the prison.

Principle escort was a female prison officer. She's accounted for.

Not accounted for is a David Murdoch.

Forty-eight, married, grown up daughter.

We're checking his phone. I think it's pay as you go.

Already got onto the service providers.

Oh! Get you, acting like a proper copper. You're giving me goosebumps.

Anyone would think you had a review coming up.

Sarge.

Susan Reinhardt?

I'm DS Reinhardt.

Jeff Crabtree. Supervisor at Ravenhill. I'm Murdoch's boss.

He's had a tough year. His wife died.

We had him down as married.

No, she had cancer, Vicky. Not even fifty. He had to put her into private care.

So when did she die?

Would have been just over six months ago.

How long was she in care?

Over a year.

Well, that would have cost him.

I did what I could, you know. Overtime, extra shifts.

His daughter chipped in. Lucy.

Right. Still...

Would've been a good few grand.

Hold on, what are you saying?

I'm not saying anything.

I'll tell you right now, I've known Dave for seven years.

He's the straightest bloke I ever met. Straight as a die.

They always are, Jeff. Until they're not.

Right, well, Murdoch's had an expensive year. Medical bills.

Can you get Gibbons onto it? Check his bank accounts.

Has he borrowed any money? Has he got any debts?

What have you got?

Nurse heard Murdoch and Jules talking about Dan.

What, the brother?

Can't be him - he's dead. Are they sure?

Positive. Said Murdoch seemed a bit wound up.

What, they think someone was trying to help break her out?

What's the story?

Looks like an inside job.

So who's behind it? - Yeah, hang on, what do we actually know?

That Murdoch and Jules are together.

Right, well you better find them then, hadn't you?

Here...

We're on Canal Street. Where are you?

Well, that's good. 'Cos now I know you're going to do as you're told.

I've done exactly what you asked. Where's Lucy?

I'm in a flat in Old Trafford. 710 Cherry Tree Gardens.

You listen to me, we had a deal.

Right. Now you put her on, put my daughter on, put her on!

- Deal's changed. - Let me talk to him.

- I know who you are. - Yeah?

You're Daniel Hope.

Well, you'll see when you get here, won't you?

Hello, hello!?

What... What did he say?

He said they're on...

They're in a flat in Old Trafford, and we're to meet him there.

Right, come on, let's go.

No. No, I've had enough, I'm going to the police.

No, no, no. That's the last thing that we want

the cops turning up and Daniel getting scared.

We'll go there together... - I've had enough.

I'm going to the police.

Fine. At least put that on.

Mate, you ok?

Come here!

Oi! - What's going on?

What's going on?

- Shit! - Jesus!

You alright, mate? You ok?

Someone get an ambulance!

Hey, mate. Where are you going?

Do you know what we've just done? - I know...

That copper... he could be dead. - Yeah. He could.

And do you think they'll buy it was an accident?

After what you've done. - It was an accident...

Yeah, course they will. Eventually.

Alright, fine.

We'll do it your way. Come on, let's hand ourselves in, let's do that.

What do you think will happen to Lucy by the time you get your story straight?

What do you think my brother will do

if we don't show up? - How do I know it was your brother?

Well, come with me and you will get your daughter back.

What choice have you got?

Try anything

and I'll break your bastard wrist.

You heard what happened on Chorlton Street?

Yeah, how is he?

The lad's in surgery. It's not good.

Most of the section's turned up offering free overtime.

They're yours if you want them. - Thanks, sir.

- Old Trafford, please. - Barnswell estates.

Righty-o.

DCs HUM 'HERE COMES THE BRIDE'

Yes! Alright, calm down. Very funny.

Right. You've all had your packs, you know what's going on.

So, they went from the hospital to Canal Street, so where are they going next?

What's Murdoch's plan? Could he turn to someone for help?

He's going to need money. Who's he doing this for, and why?

It's no coincidence that Jules Hope absconded today

the same day as her brother was murdered.

And there's one of ours in surgery right now.

So let's get these two off the streets as soon as possible, alright?

Right, come on. Actions have been allocated. Get to it, come on. Go.

Will, what have we got on Dan Hope?

Nothing. No arrests, no convictions.

What, still no murder weapon? No clue as to who killed him?

Nothing.

Right, well. We find Jules and I'm betting we'll find her brother's killer.

What about Murdoch's bank records? - Nothing suspicious.

Well, do the same with Jules. Go through her bank accounts, credit cards.

Known associates. She went down for fraud so go through the case files.

Sarge. - And you, come on.

Wish me luck!

Where we going? - Chorlton Street.

Might as well help with these witness statements.

You alright?

You had to open your big gob about me and Phil, didn't you?

What's the problem? They're all made up. Gibbons is buying a hat.

Oh, come on.

Bit long in the tooth for raving, aren't you, pal?

You've no idea, pal.

We're about 10 minutes from the accident on Chorlton Street.

Copy that.

Shit. - What?

Tommy Hatton, copper that got hit, he's out of surgery, down as critical.

Oh, no...

What's going on?

There must be some sort of accident. There's a couple of bizzies parked up.

Yeah... There's definitely something going on. They're pulling cars over.

Sorry about this.

Here, what's your game? - Open the door, just open the door!

Open the door! Open the fucking door!

Open the... Open the door!

Here, mate! Come here. Now!

What are you doing?

Here! Now!

Get here!

- Sarge? - Go on, Will.

Uniform's just reported an incident.

They've got eyes on Murdoch and Hope. They're heading for the gas works on foot.

Right.

Which way? - The ship canal.

Right, one male, one female

last seen heading through the woods to the ship canal, start tracking.

Yes, sarge.

This way.

Check the buildings. All of them.

- Anything? - No.

They're in the water.

Well, we know they're in Old Trafford.

'Cos the taxi driver said he was taking them to the Barwell estate.

But all that's down there is flats. - Yeah, lots of flats, student digs.

We could start going door-to-door.

What?

Jules. She was inside for credit card fraud. Scamming stuff off Amazon and eBay.

Let's see where she got it delivered.

Now the helicopter shows up.

Get in.

Can't you...?

No. Key's gone.

I'll tell them.

I'll tell them that this is nothing to do with you.

All I want is for Dan to let Lucy go.

Don't pretend you're on my side.

I'm not pretending.

There must be some reason why Dan's done this.

Something must have happened.

I don't expect you to trust me.

But at least accept that we want the same thing.

She's all I've got.

He's all I've got.

Wake up.

Gotta get going.

I need a wee. - Tough.

You'll have to hold it in.

Will, have you got anything?

Yes, I've found an old drop address from Hope's fraud case.

Great, go on.

710 Cherry Tree Gardens, Mulberry Estates, Old Trafford.

Brilliant. Cheers, Will.

Mulberry Estates, Cherry Tree Gardens. Jules used to rent a flat there.

It's not exactly the Barwell estate, but it's not far.

You want me to speak to Ward about getting some more bodies?

Let's just you and me have a look.

Come on.

Bollocks, come on.

How far?

Seventh.

Come on.

Okay, seventh floor. Can you see a lift?

Yeah, over there.

Lucy!

Hold the door, hold the door! - Richard!

Lucy!

Iddon, stand down. Do you hear me?

Urgent, DS Reinhardt. Ambulance and back up, now, Cherry Tree Gardens, Old Trafford.

We've got a body.

Where? - Last on the right.

Lucy!

Lucy...

Where is she?

There.