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NANCY: They've been doing blood tests.

They don't think her medication's

at the right levels.

What did you do for my dad?

Anything he asked.

NEWMAN: Frank Le Saux's son, Tate.

He's in a home for supported living.

OFFICER: Stop! Armed police!

[ Thud ]

O'DOWD: I thought he might stop if I gave him you.

And I'm sorry.

NANCY: If the guns were Frank's,

Nash is the only person left alive

with something on that truck.

We request that she be suspended

until this matter can be investigated.

One week. Go home and stay there.

Good news. We got the gold mine back.

TERESA: Nancy!

Nancy!

Nancy!

- [ Glass breaks ] - Nancy!

- Tess. - Nancy!

- Tess, stop. - Nancy!

- GIL: Tess. - Mum?

TERESA: Nancy!

- What have you done with her? - Come inside and talk.

Mum, Mum! Mum, Mum, Mum, Mum, Mum!

What's the matter? Why are you out of hospital?

- What's up? - No. You're not Nancy.

Mum, what...

[ Indistinct shouting ]

No, you're not Nancy!

- Stop! - No! You're not Nancy!

- Stop, Mum! It's me! - Where's Nancy?!

- I promise it's me, okay? - Where's Nancy?!

- Shh! - [ Sobbing ] Where's Nancy?

[ Door closes ]

It'll be an emergency section for 72 hours.

If there's no improvement they'll go for a section two.

They said that she may be treatment resistant.

She never has been before.

Maybe she just needs different pills.

You know, another antipsychotic.

I told them... I told them the hospital thought that,

you know, her medication levels were wrong.

They said they'd keep testing her to see if...

No.

No, it's not Mum they should be testing.

According to forensics, the DNA evidence is overwhelming...

Le Saux killed Stephan Milner.

NAYAR: Shit!

She's gone into labor.

Hey!

[ Cheering ]

What do I do?

Go. Just go!

- MAN: Go, Sharad! - WOMAN: Go on, Sharad!

Ballistics have confirmed

that the guns are British Army issue.

Julie, you said that Stephan Milner

had possible links with the military?

Milner was in Afghanistan from 2012 to 2014.

Driving HGVs for a U.K. construction company.

So Milner's army contacts nick the guns, and he ships them.

Maybe, but street value for that lot,

is it worth, at most, 20 grand?

No, my guess is that we're still looking for Le Saux's gold mine.

And his killer.

- Nash. - Nash has an alibi.

He could have commissioned a hit.

Let's take a closer look at his friends,

contacts, who he met in prison.

See if he had the means.

NANCY: Ma'am.

I thought I told you to stay at home.

Yeah, just wait a minute, please.

Um, what if the cargo is the gold mine?

Fake prescription drugs, counterfeits,

imported from Asia, sold into the NHS.

Prosecutions are rare.

They're impossible to detect from the packaging,

and if a proportion of patients are expected to die anyway,

the hospital blames the condition, not the drug.

Ma'am, you saw what was on that truck.

Antiretrovirals, cancer treatments.

Profit margins on these are 2,000%.

That's 10 times higher than Class A's.

Don't tell me that's not a gold mine.

All right. So, what are you thinking?

Okay.

Frank goes into business with Shay Nash to bring the stuff in.

It's the first shipment, prototype.

Milner doesn't know anything about it,

brings the guns in on the same truck,

puts the whole deal at risk.

Frank finds out,

kills him,

hides the truck,

Nash comes after it.

And kills Frank?

He wants the gold mine for himself.

Do you have evidence to back up any part of this theory?

My mum's been on the same drug for years...

antipsychotics... and it's stopped working.

D.S. Devlin, you know as well as I do

that without proof I can't even get a search warrant.

Ma'am, there's no time.

Nash will already have a buyer lined up.

Any minute now those drugs

will be in the public domain, in the NHS.

And my job is to find out who killed Frank Le Saux,

not help you pursue a personal vendetta against Nash.

No, it's the same thing! Why can't you see that?

What I'm seeing is someone

whose investment in this case seems personal!

To the point of self-destruction!

Le Saux cast a very long shadow in your house, didn't he?

Don't push me, Nancy, 'cause I might start asking questions

you really don't want to have to answer.

CHERIE: You haven't slept. You should at least eat.

I know you're anxious about seeing Emil, but the kids...

The police tell us they think that Dad killed someone,

and you think I'm losing sleep over Emil?

CHERIE: What they said

was that it would be for the coroner to establish

how Stephan Milner died.

Do you think Dad was capable of that?

I wish I could ask him, darling.

And what about the other thing they asked about,

this "gold mine"?

Sweetheart, your dad was an optimist.

There was always a gold mine.

One worth killing someone for?

I don't know what you think you're doing.

I'm asking a question.

A question that you keep not answering.

Because I don't know the answer!

All I know is he loved us and he kept us safe.

And if he ever did anything to anyone... good or bad...

it was no more than they deserved.

ROMANY: Mum!

Thane can't do his shoes up.

HAYLEY: It's all right.

I could give you a lift to Gatwick.

It's all right. Promised them the train.

Um, will you go and get our coats for us, please?

- Thank you. - I want to talk to you.

I think I've heard everything I need to hear.

No, you haven't.

There were things that I did in the army

that belonged in the army.

And there were things that I did for your dad

that I won't ever do again.

Because I want something different now.

I want you.

THANE: Mum, let's go.

I'm sorry.

Have you got my coat?

[ Chuckles ]

Go to the car?

[ Groans ]

[ Groaning ]

[ Door creaking ]

[ Door closes ]

[ Footsteps ]

[ Whistling ]

[ Exhales sharply ]

I know I shouldn't be here. I just, um...

I need you to withdraw the complaint.

- Ah. - Please?

This job, it's... it's all I've got.

Mm.

Is that an apology?

If that's what you want.

Oh...

I want more than that.

Say you are sorry for being

a miserable, conniving,

little bitch,

who did everything in your power

to separate me and Hayley,

then and now.

I'm sorry.

Hmm.

So you should be. So you fucking should be.

[ Knock on door ]

[ Chuckles, clears throat ]

I wanted to thank you for helping me the other night

and to apologize if I seemed ungrateful.

Oh. Well...

I'm sure Hayley would be happier

if there wasn't tension between us.

Well, that is very mature of you.

I'll make sure it gets back to Hayley.

That's not why I...

D.S. Devlin was just leaving.

Isn't that right, D.S. Devlin?

Yeah.

Oh, and for the record,

I'll be informing my solicitor of your continued harassment.

Now get out.

- What's this? - Evidence.

I think Shay Nash is importing...

Yeah, I read the stuff you gave the boss.

Where did you get them?

Jesus, Nancy.

He's already got a complaint against you. Don't you care?

Please just get them in front of the boss, yeah?

Why me?

Newman rates you. She'll buy them coming from you.

And you know I won't say no because it's you asking.

You know, I spent a lot of time thinking last night.

Wondering if it was all in my head, this...

...thing I thought I could feel.

And you know what? I don't think it is.

Which makes me wonder what "complicated" means.

Let me know what she says.

Samples from where?

Red Bay Medical Supplies. Shay Nash.

I mean, who gave them to you?

- An informant. - A registered informant?

No, I'm still developing them.

Not sure if they're the real thing yet.

If they're right about this stuff, I'll make it official.

Yeah, I bet you will.

I don't like the way that she rubs off on you.

Samples are there, ma'am. Take them or leave them.

But if you leave them, we'll never know, will we?

I need something analyzed.

Yeah, okay, just a sec.

Right, uh, Casodex,

Tamoxifen, Zyprexa,

Keppra, Risperdal, Aricept...

What's wrong? Why the panic?

CHERIE: When will the money come through?

We're gonna struggle without it.

I mean, really struggle.

I'm meeting my buyer today. Soon, in fact.

So it won't be long.

Listen, Frank was right when he said this was a gold mine.

After today, it's the gift that keeps on giving.

I promise.

I've been onto mental health

about testing your mother's medic...

[ Exhales slowly, groans ]

I've read the case files, remember?

And I know a bullet wound when I see one.

We've all made mistakes, Nancy.

I just want to know what I can do.

What you need from me now.

Dad.

It's okay.

What Frank did...

Everything he did is because I...

Look, I know. I know.

[ Sighs ]

But it's what you do now that counts.

I don't think there's anything left I can do.

Oh, so that's it, then? Case closed?

You caught the killer yet?

- No. - Why not?

I-I know I'm the one

that told you Frank Le Saux wasn't worth shit.

But you're not doing this for him.

You do this for yourself.

Either that or you end up like me.

Don't you dare.

Don't you let him shut you down.

If those case files are still in your room,

maybe you should go and get them.

[ Grunts, exhales sharply ]

Aren't you supposed to get someone to help you to do that?

Are you offering?

I don't like grapes.

I don't like you.

[ Chuckles ] Ow.

Well? To what do I owe the pleasure?

I want to talk about Nancy.

What, not getting anywhere?

We've all been there, mate. I've got the long service medal.

Mm.

What about Nancy?

Is she in trouble?

Why are you asking me?

Because you know her.

Because she acts like she's running away from something.

Honestly?

I don't know what's going on with her.

She always had nerve, you know what I mean,

but she was never reckless.

Not like now.

[ Cellphone vibrates ]

- I need to take this. - All right.

Boss?

Your informant was right about Shay Nash's drugs.

No active ingredient in any of them.

Chalk and sugar coating.

We've tracked down his buyer to an NHS trust.

We're about to pay him a visit.

I thought your informant might like to know

that her intel was good.

GI L: I don't understand.

I mean, what... what in here tells you it's Nash?

He'd do it.

He's capable.

That's it? That's your evidence?

Come on, pursuit of the truth, Nancy,

not the person.

That's how I messed up.

What's the question that you've shied away from?

The one that gets in your way.

Why his eyes?

You know, back in the old days,

after I'd been drinking...

...after a bad night, when I'd...

[ Sighs ]

I'd come down here in the morning,

heading to work.

Your mother might be there.

And she'd look at me.

You'd be there.

You'd look at me.

And I, uh...

Whoever did this to Le Saux couldn't bear him looking.

They were ashamed.

What he thought of them mattered.

[ Lock chirps ]

Thanks for letting me talk to you, Tate.

I remember you. You're Nancy.

- NANCY: Mm? - Yeah.

- NANCY: I remember you too. - Yeah.

But you don't normally visit me.

No.

Um, I wanted to ask you about Darryl Quinn.

Okay. Why?

Because you spend more time with him than anyone else does.

- Yeah. - You're his friend.

Yeah, yeah. That's right, yeah.

GI L: Can I help you, son?

I was looking for Nancy.

And you are?

Dave.

She won't be long.

Why don't you come inside and wait?

When I spoke to Darryl,

he told me he owed your dad everything.

Yeah.

He, um, thought my dad was a great dad.

He told me once I was lucky to have him.

Why do you think Darryl said that?

Because he doesn't have one.

- He doesn't have a dad? - He doesn't even have a mum.

So has Darryl told you

anything else private about himself?

No.

Mm, mm, mm, mm...

Or maybe they're secrets,

and you don't think you should tell?

No, no, he doesn't tell me any secrets.

No.

He doesn't tell you any secrets.

Does he maybe show them to you?

Mm, mm...

Tate, you didn't tell. You haven't broken any promises.

I'm just guessing.

It's okay.

He doesn't show me.

He just gives me things to look after.

They're supposed to clean under there, but they never do.

So, Dave, how do you know Nancy?

Just, uh, socially, you know?

Last time I saw her, she, uh...

she wasn't looking so well.

I was worried she might be...

...ill.

Or...

...I don't know.

Hurt?

No.

Nothing like that.

Probably just working too hard.

You know what she's like.

Right. That's good to go.

Okay.

Thank you.

Cheers.

Thanks.

- Ma'am? - Mm-hmm?

Ju... Julie called.

Darryl Quinn served six years with the Scots Guard.

He was in Afghanistan in 2013.

When Stephan Milner was working there.

Yeah. That's our link.

Quinn kills Frank to protect the guns.

I think the guns were an attempt to impress Frank.

I think he wanted Frank to be proud of him.

Maybe he wanted Frank to love him.

I don't know.

All right, I want everyone looking for him on high alert.

If he's been shipping the buggers,

we can't assume he's not armed.

As you're officially off work, D.S. Devlin,

I'm assuming you were here as a civilian?

Yes, ma'am.

And in the course of your conversation with Tate Le Saux,

something came up which, as a civilian, made you curious.

Yes, ma'am.

Well, I'm glad we've cleared that much up.

[ Sighs ]

Was that the gun that killed my dad?

Yes, I think so.

I wish it had been a different gun.

I wish it hadn't been in my room.

Me too.

[ Cellphone rings ]

Hayley.

He canceled.

Bastard didn't even let us know until we were halfway there.

Where are you?

At the lagoon.

Told the kids that we could feed the ducks.

But there aren't any sodding ducks, are there?

Darryl, did you mean what you said this morning?

I wouldn't have said it otherwise.

That's nice.

Because of all the shitty days,

today has got to be the shittiest.

No, it isn't.

Today's gonna be a good day.

I'm gonna come and get you and the kids

and everything's gonna be all right.

- Okay? - Okay.

[ Coughing ]

He's peering up.

[ Laughter ]

- Hey. - Hi!

Oh! He's a bit tired. Aren't you?

Little legs, long day.

Hey, mate, come here.

[ Grunting ]

Where are we going?

QUINN: Not telling. It's a surprise.

- Your brother's the lookout. - [ Gasps ]

Well, if you're the lookout, what have you got to say?

- Ahoy! - Ahoy!

- [ Laughs ] - [ Cellphone rings ]

Oh. Hang on.

- QUINN: Hey... - Yes?

Hayley, we've found something.

I told you, I don't want you to contact me anymore.

ROMANY: Darryl, are we going to the pier?

Hayley? Hay...

[ Groans softly ]

[ Doors lock ]

D.S. Devlin.

You're back.

- Shay... - Mm.

Listen to me.

What, like I did before, in my office?

My buyer pulled out today.

The police have been asking me questions.

But I expect you know that, don't you?

Do you know how much you have cost me?

You have to listen to me.

Okay?

- Hayley's in danger. - Ah!

Hayley's in danger. Yeah, of course.

Ha ha ha ha.

What a fucking liar you are!

She's with Darryl Quinn.

Yeah, well, that won't last.

What, you didn't know? And you, a detective?

Makes me wonder why I pay my taxes.

- He killed Frank. - Oh. [ Chuckles ]

Quinn killed Frank.

Hayley's with him. The kids too. They're at the pier.

Why?

Why would that little soldier boy shoot Frank?

He used to traipse after him like a puppy

waiting for a pat on the head.

Maybe he got a kick in the teeth instead.

Shay, Shay, um...

Let me call it in...

...tell them she's with him.

[ Groans ]

Just...

O-Okay!

You call it in.

Just please...

Please do something.

Are you telling me the truth?

- Yes. - Tell me another truth.

[ Keypad vibrates ]

For the record, D.S. Devlin,

could you tell me how you broke into my storage unit?

I broke in through the fire escape.

Call.

[ Clang ]

Mum, did you see? They hit it!

I did see.

We'll have some bubbles and the pistol.

Thank you!

Is that your army training?

- Has its uses. - [ Laughs ]

What happened?

Working in the garden.

Hit the wall, like an idiot.

Come on, then. What's next?

Everything.

- [ Knocking on door ] - GUNNER: Nancy!

Nancy?

Shit.

[ Banging ]

Armed response are on their way. They're only minutes behind you.

Mrs. Le Saux said they had a row this morning.

Hayley hasn't been in contact since.

I'm almost there, ma'am. She's still not answering.

Uh, excuse me, excuse me.

Hi, I'm gonna need to start clearing the pier

as quick as we can, so get everyone to the far end?

- Thank you. - Right.

Ladies and gentlemen,

can you just start clearing the pier for me, please,

as quickly as possible?

Thank you.

Mum, can we have some sweets, please?

You had sweets on the train.

Hey, close your eyes and count to 10.

Go on, try it. Sometimes good things happen when you do.

CHILDREN: One...

Thank you.

Excuse me, hi, can you just clear the pier for me?

Thank you. Thanks very much.

CHILDREN: ...six, seven,

eight, nine, ten.

Hey.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

Oh, it's a special day.

I'll take that, mate.

- Thank you. - For what?

For knowing what we needed.

Not just you.

ROMANY: Mum, Darryl, come on.

Where are you now?

At the far end of the pier by the funfair.

They're still together.

NEWMAN: Keep your eyes on them.

Ma'am, I've been seen.

Shit! We need to move!

OFFICER: Go! Go!

You need to step away from them.

HAYLEY: Nancy?

Step away from them

and put your hands where I can see them.

Darryl?

- You have to stay back. - What are you talking about?

Darryl, you need to tell me if you're carrying a weapon.

No, no, no, no, no. Stay where you are.

Keep your hands where they can see them.

It was you.

Frank's girl.

HAYLEY: Darryl?

Will you look at me?

Just look at me!

I didn't mean to hurt them...

Theo Kettler, that woman...

but I thought they knew what I'd done.

You didn't do it.

It wasn't you.

Frank was so angry with me.

He said things.

"Worthless piece of shit."

And he was right.

I am.

THANE: Darryl!

Thane! No, no!

Hey, listen to me.

Close your eyes like before.

Count to 10.

One, two, three, four,

five, six, seven...

- Darryl, stop! - Stop! Armed police!

[ Exhales slowly ]

NEWMAN: Nancy?

- You all right? - Yeah.

Did he do it on purpose?

Mm. Suicide by cop.

Well, at least I can stop worrying about

our missing witness.

There's no one coming after her now.

Is there?

Ma'am, Gunner just called from the hospital.

It's about D.S. Devlin's father.

[ Monitor beeping ]

For a minute there I thought you were your mum.

How is she?

Is she okay?

No.

But they think she will be,

now they know what was really wrong.

And you? You all right?

I am now.

She's beautiful. Isn't she beautiful?

Sharad, seriously.

Three hours he's been crying.

I can't help it. She's so perfect.

I can't believe I had anything to do with her.

Oh, stop it, man. You'll get me going.

Ohh. Hi, baby.

NANCY: They're only from downstairs. Sorry. [ Laughs ]

They're lovely! Come and meet her.

Oh, look, she's got Sharad's eyelashes.

NEWMAN: All right, I'm pulling rank now.

She's coming to her Auntie Michelle,

aren't you, my lovely one?

You see? Good with babies on top of everything else.

About how you covered for me with Newman...

You said you weren't who you wanted to be.

This is your chance.

Thank you.

I wish there was something I could do for you, but...

Nancy, um, he was here before.

- He went. - Where?

I assumed to look for you.

I still think you're settling for second best.

- Hey. - Hey.

[ Sighs ]

Thank you.

For finding my dad.

Thank you.

It's okay.

To be fair, it wasn't your dad I was looking for.

What's wrong?

I need you to know what "complicated" means.

I protected Frank.

For a long time.

Not for money. Never for money.

There was a lot I didn't know about him,

but I knew enough.

Jesus!

Nancy, what am I supposed to do with that?

Whatever you need to.

So I get to choose

whether to bring you down or to lie for you?

I'm not asking you to lie for me.

If I keep my mouth shut, that's exactly what I'd be doing!

So don't keep your mouth shut.

- You've got a choice. - No, I haven't.

You know, in all the years on the force,

I never once bent the rules, I never once lied.

I'm not that copper anymore, am I?

Do you know, there wasn't a single thing

about being with you that I didn't want more of.

Hayley.

I need to talk to you.

Not about Darryl.

Your dad was trying to change.

He wanted to build a different kind of future.

For you.

For his grandchildren.

But the police

and your friend Nancy...

...they don't want that.

They don't want to believe in redemption.

They just want revenge.

Revenge?

I don't understand.

Hayley...

There's something you need to know.

Hi.

Um, my mum told me what happened.

About Dad trying to go straight,

how him and Shay were stitched up by some crooks selling fakes,

and how you lot don't want to know.

That's not what happened.

She told me something else as well.

She, um...

She told me that you're my sister.

I promise you, I didn't know.

Not till after he died.

She said you'd say that.

See, the thing is...

...I don't trust her.

Dad used people. That's the truth of it.

He used you. He probably used Darryl.

I know he loved us... me, Mum, and Tate...

but everyone else he just took advantage of.

So I've had a thought.

I want to go undercover for you.

Don't joke.

I'm not joking.

They're not gonna stop, Nance... Mum and Shay.

Shay's under arrest.

He's been bailed.

His solicitor thinks he's gonna get away with it.

They trust me. They think I'm on their side.

Hayley, you don't know what it's like

to have to lie to the people that you're close to.

I know that I have to be able to live with myself.

It's dangerous.

Then you'd better be there, hadn't you?

Catch me if I fall.

Hayley?