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Oi, wake up! Wake up! Wake up, I can smell petrol!

The guy's injured, come on, get with it.

Get us out, you need to open the door. Out, come on!

I need your belt.

Ok, you need to pull this tight, and hold it. You got it? - Yeah.

Get back, get back, get back.

I need a hand here!

I can smell fuel, I need some help, mate. - I'm a nurse. - Pull, that's it.

Hello, can you hear me? - Try again.

We could get a kebab. - No.

You like a kebab. - No.

Come on, you like a kebab. - No, apparently I'm banned.

Having apologised twice to Asif. Twice!

Ha, I forgot about that. - Well, he hasn't obviously!

Oh... oh.

It's gettin' tasty. It's gettin' tasty... get in!

Get up.

Susan, Susan! I've seen you.

I'm getting old, thought I'd have kids by now, but look at me.

Please, come on.

Sorry, mate.

I don't wana be too scared to have a knock about in case I become a cripple.

That's not fair on the kiddies is it?

You're great with kids, you.

No, I don't think I could hack it full time now.

That's what everyone thinks, and then you have 'em and it's, it's like a switch gets flicked.

Hmm.

Do you want a cuddle, mate?

You just get to thinkin' sometimes don't you, that maybe that's what's missing in my life.

Sean Delvin?

Every time! It's Devlin, love, thanks.

Are you alright, Sean?

Yeah, I'm alright. I just might not be immortal after all.

Can you hop on the chair for me, please. - I'll leave you to it.

Alright, thanks.

You think too much.

Farrow?

Morning, Ma'am. - Marcus.

There we go.

Who's this? - We don't know. He's not said much.

Hmm, it's cold, there's not much oxygen. He could have been down there years.

It's a bit early. - Oh, look Mac...

Blunt force trauma.

Is that Sean?

Marcus, it's me. I hope you're still ok for tonight, cos the boys are really looking forward to it...

um, and actually, I was wondering if you fancied taking Max to football practice tomorrow?

Um, well, a couple of the girls from work have asked me out.

And Finn's on a sleep over, so it'd just be the two of you.

Um, but no worries if you can't, but it'd be great if you could. So, let me know. Ok? Love you.

I don't know where that came from. Force of habit. So, just let me know.

Ma'am, can I have a word? - Just a minute.

Yep, call me back.

Sean. He's not answering. - No, he's had to see a specialist.

He's taking the piss.

What's up?

Tattoos of two dates on the body on the moor.

What, birthdays? - I ran them through the PNC.

Asil and Aydan Hassan. Their father was Omar or Omer Hassan.

Hassan? - Hmm, you knew him?

Yeah. Er, we're going back a couple of years.

Fancied himself as the Turkish Godfather. A proper nasty bastard.

That's if it's the same bloke. I mean Omer Hassan's hardly Engelbert Humperdinck, is it?

Well, this Hassan disappeared two thousand and one.

He's got a police record. Fraud. Money laundering. Assault.

I've ordered the case files from the Salt Mines. - Good. Tell Sean to pick them up.

He's going to be on desk duty for a couple of weeks

and you can help out with the leg work on some of his cases.

Thanks, Ma'am. Heavy lifting and ditch diggin', that's my dream.

Hello?

There you go.

Is that everything? - Yep.

How the hell am I supposed to read these? Anyway, thank you.

Are you alright, love? - Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks. Love.

You sure?

Yeah, it's just one of those days.

Here you are. - Oh no, no, it's fine.

It's alright. - Yeah, well, let me get my purse-

Don't be daft, it's only a quid. What d'ya want?

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I've had plenty of those days myself.

Pay me back next time. - Thanks.

Do you want a drink?

Tea? - No, thanks. I'm not stopping.

Susan... - Yeah?

We've been patient. More than patient.

It's been over a year now, and after last night, enough's enough.

You're still using Reinhardt? - That's my name.

You've got to start moving forwards...

I don't want to take formal action. But I will.

D'you understand?

It looks beautiful. Your baby.

Thanks.

Ok. I've got to go.

Bye. - Bye.

Why you took my football? - I haven't touched it!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey, have you got it?

No. - Yeah he has. - No I haven't.

He says he hasn't. - Liar!

It's just a football. It'll turn up. - It's my orange casey.

Come on, bed.

Don't nibble our fingers when we feed you! - Dad, stop, I'm 10!

Sorry, he says Boris, Kissy, kissy, kissy.

Shut up. - You shut up!

Calm down, Finn. - Calm down Finn.

Shut up, Max. - Give us a kiss, Finn. Kissy, kissy, kissy.

Calm down, Finn. Are you playin' on your iPad?

No. - I thought you were supposed to be going to sleep.

I was going to sleep, but you keep waking me up!

Oh, no, you're not asleep. Ere you are, don't do that now.

Ok, we won't do that anymore.

Ah, I haven't got anymore left.

Shhh, shhh

Where did Max go? - To sleep.

Yeah, he's asleep.

Look, I've got to collect the suns, so I can build more of them.

I've got a new car. - Is that you there? - Yeah.

You busy? - No, no it's just this weird case.

It's almost ten.

Oh, Christ, sorry.

It's alright. It's just getting late, you know.

Yeah. I'll get this back in in the loft before I get off.

Cheers. - Cheers.

Where you off tomorrow?

Oh, it's just a birthday. Pizza in town, I think.

You got my message then? - Yeah... I love you too.

God. I don't know where that came from. - I didn't mind. I liked it.

Marcus. There's something I've got to...

I've started seeing someone.

Who? - It's no-one you know.

Jesus Christ...

I thought... What a dick.

What? What did you think, Marcus, what?

We've been getting on. - Yeah, we've been getting better, that's great, you know

and I love the fact you can come over here and be with the kids. But there's nothing...

There's nothing? - There's... no.

There's nothing.

Hang on, that's not where Finn got his iPad from, is it?

Some bastard trying to buy my kids.

God. Listen to yourself.

Listen to yourself. No-one, no-one is buying the kids, ok? No-one.

Just tell me it's not that prick. That... Jon.

Jon's actually... - It's him isn't it? Oh my god... it IS him!

Oh my God. Why tell me that I don't know him when I do know him and he's a twat.

Because, I'll tell you why, because I knew exactly how you would react!

Oh shit.

Right. You need to go. You need to go. - This is my house.

Come on, mate.

Thank you. - No worries.

And you can piss off. - Leave him alone.

Ok, everyone, that's it. Er, Gary, by 2 o'clock, yeah?

Marcus, did Sean get those case files?

Yeah. - Good. I want him on it this morning.

Is he coming in? - He'd better.

He's broke his wrist, he's not had a stroke.

What's up with you? - Nothing. I'm fine.

I'm sorry, ma'am. It's Abi.

Right, well leave it outside, yeah?

How you feeling? - Rough.

I'm still pissed.

Sean.

Ooh! Let me go check in with Mac, then we can go and get a brew, yeah?

Christ, Marcus. I can't believe you forgot the disks.

I'll pick them up tomorrow. - Let's go now.

No, she's at work. - Yeah, well, you've got your keys.

No chance. She'd go ballistic. - Yeah, well, Mac's going to do her nut.

You can handle, Mac. Golden Bollocks.

Is it serious with this Jon bloke then?

I don't know. - What's up with him?

Hey, he's a nasty bastard you know, this Hassan. String of convictions. Assaulted a copper.

Oh, so you have had a look at him then?

Just the headlines...

And I had a look at the case file into his disappearance.

The whole case is on those disks, there's no paperwork, nothing.

Alright, Sean?

You got that Zimmerframe parked outside have you?

Oh yeah, very funny. That's the last time I spill my guts to you!

I said I was too old to have kids not get up stairs.

Shut up you two!

The other thing about the Hassan case is there's only one witness

has him leaving the country ten years ago, one!

A guy called Christopher Lomax, known as Topher Lomax.

Doorman, used to work a few bars down the Northern Quarter -

do you not remember him? Right nasty little bastard.

No.

Well, I don't want to muscle in, but he still hangs out in some pubs round Salford.

I was thinking maybe we could take a little trip out there.

Alright... ok, we'll go, but we keep it low key. And he's a witness, not a suspect.

Cancer... Just about everywhere.

About the only thing that's holding me together.

Never mind the smoking ban, eh?

You're lucky I come in here every day, drinking this piss.

So your statement claimed he'd gone back to Turkey.

I thought he had. - You thought he had?

I told them what I knew. - Well, tell us.

Hassan liked acting the big man, he was a bully.

He'd pissed on shoes all over Manchester.

He was bound to get the clip. He knew he had to get out of dodge.

But he didn't sod off back to Turkey, did he? As you claimed he had.

He was murdered.

And I think you know more about that than you're letting on.

I wish I could admit to killing Hassan. But it wasn't me.

Can't imagine who would mourn him though.

Well, he had a family.

So do you.

What's that supposed to mean?

Doesn't mean anything. Just saying you should pick your fights.

Are you threatening me?

Hang on. - No, Marcus, leave it, leave it.

Don't you ever talk about my family, do you understand me?

Let it go, let it go. Come on. - Can you believe this prick?

Hello?

Abi! Abi!

No, no don't touch it, Abi, no.

Morning... Morning everyone!

Can we quieten down, please. It's not Grange Hill. Can we all gather in this office, please. Thank you.

Thanks for coming in so early. Has everyone heard the news?

Yeah, good. Right, division's assigned us to the job.

We don't have a DCI yet.

Yeah, cos I'm acting SIO until Mike gets back.

You are joking?

Thanks, Ash.

Right, we'll be setting up shop at Longsight. Warner's sorted us some temporary digs. Ok?

Thank you.

Listen, you don't think you might be... biting off more than you can chew?

I'll be fine, thank you.

Reinhardt. I'm Acting SIO.

The husband's one of mine. - Marcus Farrow?

Yeah, do you know him?

Don't think so.

I had to see it.

I'm sorry. I'm, er, Andrea MacKenzie. DCI.

How's the boy? Finn?

Well, he's not great but we haven't told him everything yet

but he's a smart kid, so I'm pretty sure he's worked it out.

Let's work.

Yeah, thanks.

We don't have to do this right now. - No, no it's... er...

Thanks. It's good, I'm glad you came, thank you. - We just want to help.

I know. I know.

Ok, then. So if you're sure.

So you didn't call the police? It was the neighbour, your neighbour, who...

I couldn't think. I couldn't think, I was... - Right, just take your time, Marcus.

I just couldn't understand what I was... what I was seeing.

Couldn't, erm, process it, I suppose.

Where are the boys? I should be with them, with the boys.

Well Finn's with his grandparents. He's fine.

That's good. I should be with them, cos Max, he's very sensitive.

He'll be, erm...

I should... - We found Max at the house.

Marcus. Max is dead.

What?

What?

He's dead, Marcus.

Oh.

Right, so we'll be in touch in due course.

Thank you.

Once we have the results of the postmortem we'll need the bodies formally identifying.

Do you think you'll be able to do that?

Ok, Marcus, so this is the situation as I see it.

Now, we know Abi had started dating a Jonathan Riley from work

and the two of you were seen arguing about him the other night.

You're not listening to me... - I am, Marcus.

Now, you've admitted that Abi was alive when you found her.

She was dying... - Well, so, who let you in?

I had a key.

How could you think that I could hurt my own boy? - A neighbour saw you knocking.

So why would you knock if you had a key? - What kind of person would think that?

Where is the key now? - What kind of person could think...

...think that I could harm them? - We haven't found a key, Marcus.

I don't know where they key is! I've told you. I dropped it... in the stream.

No, Marcus. We've looked.

Now, we haven't found any sign of forced entry.

We have your fingerprints on the knife that killed Abi.

Your clothes are covered in her blood.

There's damage to the wall, it looks like you've punched it.

You've got cuts, scratches on your neck.

You felt everything was slipping away. I understand that.

We need to know the truth.

I'm telling you the truth. - Are you?

Are you really going to put Finn through all that?

Why don't you just tell me what happened? Just tell me what happened. Come on.

I DIDN'T DO IT. I DIDN'T DO IT. I DIDN'T DO IT. I DIDN'T DO IT!

He's got cuts all over his hands from where he punched the wall

I mean, he's got fingerprints all over the scene

he said he fled the scene to get his phone from the car but it doesn't add up.

You think you've enough to charge him? - Yes, sir. I do.

But you don't? - So much is circumstantial... - He did it. No question.

Look, it's just, when you told him his lad was dead... It was a hell of an act...

We've all dealt with the Oscar winners. Look, I'm not denying he's upset.

He put on a show. Sir, he did it.

Alright. Charge him, I'll talk to the CPS. - Thank you, sir.

Sean? - Sir.

Look, if you want to take a couple of personal days...

No, I'd sooner stay to be honest... I don't want to leave them short-handed.

Ok. Well, look, if you change your mind...

Thanks, sir.

Marcus Anthony Farrow you are charged that between Monday the twenty-third

and Tuesday the twenty-fourth of September

at the City of Manchester in the County of Greater Manchester

you did murder Abigail Rachel Farrow, contrary to common law.

You do not have to say anything

but it may harm your defence if you fail to mention something you later relay on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

You are also charged that between Monday the twenty-third

and Tuesday the twenty-fourth of September

at the City of Manchester in the County of Greater Manchester

you did murder Max Sean Farrow, contrary to common law.

You do not have to say anything

but it may harm your defence if you fail to mention something you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

Eh, you killed that kid?

Mayes, get off him now. Mayes!

Shit.

Ma'am, PM report's due, CSEs are winding up at Farrow's place.

Brill.

Reinhardt.

Ssh, ssh, listen to me, listen to me...

I'm not going to hurt you, ok? I'm not going to hurt you.

Now, listen to me.

Now, listen to me, listen to me. I need some painkillers.

Ok? I need some strong painkillers and, erm, I need disinfectant and I need a bandage.

Have you got any of that?

Have you got any of that? - I've got some Germolene in the kitchen.

Show me. Show me. - Under the sink

Stay, stay there!

Are these painkillers?

Are these painkillers?! - Yeah, yeah.

Don't move.

I'm sorry about this, what's your name, what's your name?

Alan. - Alan? - Alan.

Listen Alan, I promise I'm not going to hurt you, ok? I need you to do me a favour.

Have you got anything like, er, a bandage or something?

I've got some ligature in the other room. - Will you show me where it is?

I'm looking for Topher Lomax.

Oh, I know you, you're that copper that killed his family, out!

I was in here yesterday, remember? I was talking to Lomax. I had an argument with him.

He threatened my family.

How's that anything to do with me? None of my business.

Listen, my son was called Max.

He was ten years old. Someone murdered him and stabbed my wife to death, ok?

Now, Lomax knows something about it.

Have you got kids?

Yeah, and grandkids.

That kid he was in with, he runs around for him.

He lives up Burn Street. Top end. Lamppost outside.

Opposite there's a big statue of a dog.

Best I can do.

Thank you.

Oh shit.

Hello?

Finn. It's dad. - Dad?

Listen son, I need to tell you something.

I love you very much, I love you very much and I would never do anything to hurt you or Max.

Dad, what did you do to mum?

Please, Dad, just tell me.

Finn, I didn't do anything.

I didn't do anything, son, you've got to believe me.

I swear to god I would never...

Finn?

Yeah? - It's the NCO for you Ma'am. John Murphy.

Ok, put him through.

Hello?

Marcus, is that you?

Sean?

Marcus.

The disks? What are you doing with the disks?

Look, just listen to me, alright, mate... - Are they why Abi died?

Are they why Abi died?