04x03 - Episode 3

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The victim, Beth Metcalf.

Beth!

Dean!
SHOUTING

Yeah, I've been digging into
Beth's brother, Alex.

Yeah, we're also due to talk
to Brandon Powell, Izzy's boyfriend.

Where were you on Tuesday night?

He was at ours all night.

She was always pissing people off,
Izzy.

You feeling better?
Yeah, I'm fine.

The family can't stay at the B&B
indefinitely.

I don't know what you're on about...
Erin, I'm not stupid.

She's growing up. You can't keep
treating her like a kid.

You owe money to a loan shark,
and you didn't think to tell us?

I saw a car.

That night. It was parked out back,
with t'engine on.

Tech Forensics
have been going through

Beth Metcalf's
social media messages,

and they found these.

I know nothing about this.

Beth Metcalf was searching for
divorce lawyers.

Don't talk to me
like I didn't know my own wife!

Dad!

ITEMS SMASHING

Oh, my God!

Dad?

CHRIS: You lied to us.
We've been up all night.

And I text you!
Yeah, to say you were at your mum's.

Except your mum called.
We were worried sick!

And all this time,
you've been at HIS house.

"His" house? Really, Dad?
"He" has a name. Shane?

Yeah, I know. I know his name.
I used to teach the little sh*t!

Oh, right! Years ago!
You don't know him any more!

Maybe we can invite him
over for dinner.

Get to know him a little bit.
Oh, right, yeah (!)

"Shane, come and have dinner
with my insane family.

"And after we've eaten,

"my dad'll go through your old
school reports." Excellent (!)

Erin...
No! This is ridiculous!

I'm sorry, Jenn, but I don't think

you should interrupt Chris
like that.

It undermines him.
I wasn't...

I absolutely get you mean well,
but we know Erin.

PHONE BUZZES
Don't we, Chris?

There's a way to handle her.

Jenn Townsend.

No, this is an excellent time.

Yeah.

I'm just leaving. I'm on my way.

THEME MUSIC PLAYS

CAN HISSES

What?
For breakfast?

Mum let me.
DOORBELL RINGS

Good morning.
Is it?

I've not slept a wink.

He smashed my china dinner set.

That was a wedding present.

And the little lad...
he was terrified.

I'm sorry for them, I am.

It's shocking what's happened,
and I want to help.

But I'm not having
an easy time of it myself.

I've a business to run, and I'm
barely making ends meet as it is.

It's OK. We'll sort it.

But can you just give them
a few days?

I'm sorry, no.

They can stay tonight, but then
they've got to find somewhere else.

Is there any coffee in that pot?
I'm gasping.

Does that need looking at?

No.

I'll fix it.

Sorry?
The door. I'll fix it.

It's fine.

It's not fine.

I'm just...

HE SIGHS
I'd like to fix it.

OK.

You haven't got enough space here.
We're gonna find you a house.

She wants us out?

Wow.

Thanks very much. That's, er...

HE EXHALES
Wow.

Kids, finish your breakfasts
and go and pack your bags.

Wait, Dean?

Let us make some calls.
No.

If we're not welcome, we'll go.

Go where, exactly?

Splash park.
What?

Today is splash park day.

Can I come in for a sec?

Yeah.

Oh, can I...?

Go ahead.

Wow. Great picture.

It's a good camera.

Crops a bit when you switch
from 4K to HD, but otherwise...

Is that what you're doing at uni?
Photography?

I'm not going to university.
Why not?

I don't need looking after.

Yeah, you do. And Amy.

Your dad can do it.

Yeah, right (!)

HE SCOFFS

That's my favourite.

She looks lovely.

Gonna choke in there.

Death by Artex.

I'll do my best to find you
somewhere. Quick as I can.

I need to get back to work.

And the kids
need to get back to school.

They will.

Did you know that Matt's
giving up his place at uni?

Don't ask me what goes on
inside that boy's head.

Maybe you can talk to him?

Won't listen.

Wants his mum.

They all do. This morning...

Amy was trying to magic her back.

What do I say to that?

CHRIS: 'Hi, love. What's up?'

'Nothing. Just wanted to say hi.
See what you're up to.'

Well, actually,
you've caught me red-handed...

sweet-talking the photocopier.

Oh! Lucky photocopier.

Actually, I'm not sure she likes it,
cos she's paper-jammed three times.

High-maintenance, eh?

Like all the women in my life.

Ha!

About this morning...
I shouldn't have butted in.

No, you should have,
because she's only playing mum again

because Dave's left her.
WOMAN: Chris, could I have a word?

Yeah. Listen, love, I've got to go.
But, erm...

'I'm gonna cook you dinner tonight.
How's that sound?'

Sounds amazing.
'OK. You're on.'

You OK there, Dean?

Never better, thanks.
We're here to help, you know?

Yeah, you say that, don't you?

I-I don't know who's worse,
you lot or the bank.

What's going on with the bank?

Ah... They won't close
an account of Beth's

without a death certificate
that I don't have.

Or a will that I don't have.

Or a million other things
that I don't have.

You wanna help, yeah?

I need money.
I NEED to get back to work.

You will. Soon. But, look,
if you need financial help,

there are funds you can apply for.

And how long will that take?
Just a few days.

We just have to fill in some forms.

Look, we can make a start now,
if you like? Get the ball rolling.

It's up to you.

All right.

So, Clarkie's out
meeting his old contacts,

seeing what the word on the street
is about the fire.

Eddie, can you chase
the internet providers

on the social media messages?
And until they come through,

find out if Beth
was talking to anyone about them.

You know, if not Dean, then who?
Friends? Neighbours?

Someone at work? Jenn?

Er, where are we at
with Alex Kirby, Beth's brother?

The only trace is that hospital
in Hull. Well, keep looking.

His sister's died,
he needs to be told.

Karen, how are you getting on?

Fundraiser preparations
are going well.

Er, the plan is to start at 6pm.

I'm gonna put security on the door

and someone
to take everybody's details.

On rehousing the family...

Yeah, the CJPU are on it.

They're coming back to me
by the end of the week. Yeah.

Thing is, last night,
Dean lost his sh*t.

He trashed the B&B. The landlady
wants them out by tomorrow.

I know this is bad timing,
with the books being looked at...

No, no, sod it.

Call them, tell them
we need somewhere today.

If we can't keep people safe,
what's the point?

Thanks, boss.

Good. You've got your actions.

Eddie, you're with me.
We've a loan shark to see.

I was...

Yeah, boss. Yeah.

Er, Jenn? Before you go...

Er, Beth's rings.

The pathologist returned them.

Will you give them to Dean?

Yeah. Course.

CHATTER

BELL RINGS

CHATTER

BOYS LAUGHING

What is it?
Oh, it's nothing, man.

Oh, come on, show me.
No, man. Leave it.

Who sent this?

Who sent it?!

What the f*ck, Conor?
It's just a joke.

MANNING: 'Hello?'

Boss, Housing have sent over
a possible place, on Grange Walk.

'It's not gonna win
any design awards,

'and they're asking
over the odds...'

Yeah, don't ever
become an estate agent, Jenn.

Go see it. If it works,
I'll sign off later today.

On my way.

Len Reid?

Who's asking?

Lewis, can we talk?

Squeal, little piggy!
HE SQUEALS

HE SPITS

LAUGHTER

DOG BARKING OUTSIDE

Is that your dog
making all that noise?

What can I say?
He don't like coppers.

Does he like kennels?

Tuesday night, where were you?
Muscle Mile.

Same as every Tuesday.

And they'll vouch for that?
Yeah, they'll vouch for it.

Now, if that's everything...
You lent Dean Metcalf 40 grand.

Why?
He needed new equipment.

Little girl's got all them
medical issues, hasn't she?

Banks wouldn't touch him.

No-one else round here can help -
place is on its knees.

And you're its saviour, are you?

REID CHUCKLES

It's not ill*gal
to lend someone money.

And Dean's secure.

He's got a contract
with the Frontierland site.

And he's up to date
with his payments, is he?

Doesn't work like that.

How does it work?

Come on, Len.

What's in it for you?

Apart from a warm heart, I mean.

He completes the groundworks
for the new development on time,

he gets a bonus.

Then, and only then,
do I get my money.

How much?

62K. And what if
he doesn't meet the deadline?

That's our business, isn't it?

But on Tuesday night,
Dean owed me nothing.

So why would I piss on my own chips,
eh?

Hm.

I need to call admissions
at Bristol.

Tell 'em to release my place.

I saw a phone in the back.
I'll be quick.

I'd hate to take a place
from someone who deserves it.

You know, someone who can
devote themselves to the course.

And you wouldn't do that?

Pass me those, will you?

What would your mum say?

OK. Go on.

I mean...

we can make it work, right?

Bit of TLC, a few cushions.

KAREN SIGHS

Becca?

Becca?

Conor.

Have you seen Maddie?
She didn't come in for lunch.

If you see her, can you tell her
I'm looking for her? Sure.

SOB FROM CUBICLE

SOBBING

SHE RINGS DOORBELL

Is your manager free?

We're just
trying to build a picture.

Looking at who Beth was friends
with, who she talked to.

If she talked to anyone, I'd...
I'd say it was me.

What did you talk about?
Everything.

She wasn't one to whinge,
but she had four kids to look after.

Five, if you count Dean.

Did she ever tell you that someone
was making threats against her?

Sending her messages online?

I didn't know that, no.

So there were no problems at work?
No complaints? Grudges?

No. I mean, there was one complaint
against her, but it was ages ago.

What happened?
During the first lockdown,

the Government were at that podium,

spouting about
protecting care homes.

My arse. We lost 26 people
in less than three months.

We had no staff, no PPE.

HE SIGHS

We followed the guidelines.
Stopped relatives' visits.

Not everyone understood.
Go on.

When someone was about to die,
we'd set up a, er...

video call,
so their families could say goodbye.

But with this one resident,
Johnny Coombes,

his daughter
just wouldn't hear of it.

She turned up here,

screaming blue m*rder,
tried to barge her way in.

Beth stopped her.
She was just following the guidance.

But... But she was like
a dog with a rat. She...

She had to blame someone, you know?

And then, one day, she just stopped.

She accepted it.

I'm gonna need you
to give me her details.

Yeah, sure, of course.
Might just take a while.

What've I told you?

Eh? Straight back.
Bend at the knees.

All right, Len.
You'll be no good to Sharon

if you put your back out,
will you?

How is she, by the way?
Heard she's on chemo.

Who told you that?

Well, you know me.

I like to keep in touch with
what's happening with my clients.

I'm not your client. Not now.

No.

Dean is, though. Is he around?

Haven't seen him.
When's he back?

OK. Well, pass a message on for me,
will you?

Tell him I don't like
coppers banging on my door.

Pisses me off.

I'll tell him.

And I presume he's on track
for completing?

Len, Dean...

he's gonna need some time.

Not my problem.

Tell him I'll be in touch,
all right?

Oh, and give my best to Sharon,
won't you?

Mads?

I've been looking for you.

Are you OK?

Not hungry?

Look, if Becca's being mean
to you...

She's not.

If you're being bullied...
I'm not.

..then you need to tell someone.

A teacher, or... or, if you want...

I could do it. Just... quietly.

Just leave it!

I'll tell Mum.

She'll know what to do.
I-I'll call her.

Don't you dare, Conor!

I mean it. You'll make it worse.

What's going on, Maddie?

Tell me.
Promise me you won't tell Mum.

Promise me!
OK. OK, OK.

I promise.

Come here.

SHE SOBS

Hiya.
Tea's just brewed.

If you want sugar,
I'd grab some quick,

before Terry necks the lot.
He's got worms, that one.

It's a bit early for that, isn't it?

Another raffle prize.
Left over from our Carl's 30th.

Oh, it's very generous.
I'd give Dean the coat off my back.

I think he's suffered enough, love.

What's the word
on me getting back to my house?

The fire investigation team
are still working,

but it shouldn't be too long now.

Oh...

How are the kids?
Street's never been so quiet.

They're... you know.

Well, the offer still stands,
if they want to stay with me.

We're sorted, thanks.

But there is something else
you could help us with.

We're looking for house stuff.
A kettle? Cutlery?

Yeah, if you've got anything
to cheer the kids up...

Carol? Kids' stuff?

Nice timing, ladies!

I can't compete with Santa Claus
over there,

but there's a unicorn duvet cover
here, if you want it? Brand new.

Amy'll love this.

I work on the bedding
down the market.

It's a return, but I'll be damned
if I can find a thing wrong with it.

I don't think we've met.

Carol Jennings. Nice to meet you.
DS Townsend.

Were you a friend of Beth's?

No, never met her.
I'm a friend of Anne's.

But the way Anne talked about her,
it feels like I knew her.

Those poor kiddies.

Give it here.

There's a knack to it.

PHONE CHIMES

Boss? Positive ID
on the red Skoda Yeti.

Registered owner, Mr Robert Brown.
16 Selbourne Road.

Write up the Len Reid report.

Clarkie, with me.

Let's go.

DOORBELL RINGS

DOORBELL RINGS

Whatever you're selling,
we don't want it!

Bob's car?

Yes. Bob's car.
My Bob?

Yes, Mrs Brown.
Bob's car was seen on Tuesday night,

erm, close to Thorne Road,
just prior to the fire starting.

It's a mistake.

I haven't used that car
in six month.

b*stards took my licence.

He had a fit.
It wasn't a fit!

It was a damned fit!
Doctor Roy said so.

I had it serviced last week.

I take it to see my sister
in Lancaster every other Sunday,

but she's had this chesty thing
that's going around, so,

apart from the service,

it's not had a run out
in, what, three weeks.

Mr and Mrs Brown,
I don't want to alarm you,

but there's a possibility your car
was stolen on Tuesday night.

Do you remember hearing
anything odd?

Noticing anybody hanging around?

No-one stole our car, lovey.
It's sat outside on the drive.

Well, could anyone have borrowed it,
perhaps?

A neighbour?
Someone from the family?

No.
Keys have never left that hook.

Look, I know this sounds strange,

but it's possible
the thieves cloned the key.

Well, not the key exactly,

more like the signal
between the car and the key.

If you want, we can arrange
for a crime prevention officer

to come and visit.

Haven't you a lovely face?

You remind me of my grandson.

Let me get this straight.

You're telling me that some bugger

went to all that trouble
to steal our car,

only to bring it right back?

Why the blazes would he do that?

I don't know, Mr Brown,
but I'm gonna find out.

Look, I'm sorry, I know this is
out of the ordinary, but, erm...

we're going to need to take
some fingerprints from you both,

and take the car away
so that we can do a forensic sweep.

It's my sister's birthday bash
on Sunday.

She'll string me up if I don't go.
I'll tell you what,

if the car's not back by Sunday,
I'll run you up there myself.

How's that sound?
SHE EXHALES

SEAGULLS SQUAWK

PHONE CHIMES AND VIBRATES

PHONE CONTINUES TO VIBRATE

The Skoda Yeti belongs to a Robert,
Bob Brown.

Bob and his wife, Ethel,
are both in their eighties.

They certainly
couldn't scale that fence,

and nothing flagged up
on their background checks.

So who stole the car?

Karen,
source people to go house-to-house.

Check door cams, petrol stations,
see if anybody saw anything.

Jenn?

The care home manager
mentioned a complaint against Beth

made by a relative.
Possibly an ongoing grudge.

He's going to dig out her details
and let us know.

Good. Eddie?

More news on Alex Kirby.

He's been using a supermarket
loyalty card in Sunderland.

Local uniform are on it.

Good. And the fundraiser?

All sorted. The whole community
are coming and a fair few of us lot.

I'll be there.
Me too.

And me. Are you coming, boss?

Er, unfortunately, no.

A prior engagement.

OK, thanks, everyone.

And... keep at it.

CLICKING

Are you OK?

Abracadabra!

Mum? Where is she?

What do you reckon it is?

What do I reckon what is?

Manning's "prior arrangement"?

I've... no idea.

It's odd, though, don't you think?
Him not saying?

Clarkie thinks he's got a woman.

Karen. Can you not?

Have you seen how much work
I've got?

Ten quid it's a woman.

TV PLAYS

HE SIGHS

Don't worry, he'll call.

Hm?

Shane.
You're waiting for him to call.

Right, well, I'm not.
Oh, OK.

Look, I just wanted to say that...

you've got a boyfriend, and, erm...

..I think that's great.

And I should not have shouted
this morning.

It was out of order.
Right. I mean, yeah. Thanks.

Shane Bell. Hm.

How old would he be now?
21.

21, eh?

Oh, to be 21 again.

Has-has your mum, er...

..spoke to you about, erm...?

About?

You know.
No.

Right.

I-I just, I wouldn't want you
to feel like you were,

you know,
pressured into anything.

Well, I don't feel like that anyway.

Good.
Because, you know, sex is, erm...

You know, sex is a beautiful thing.
Dad.

And I just... you don't have to
feel like you're rushed into it.

Dad! You can take your time.
Let's just leave it!

That's all I'm saying.
Just shut up! All right?

You know, well, if you do have
any questions or anything...

DOOR SLAMS UPSTAIRS

..ask your mum.

All right?
All right?

SEAGULLS SQUAWK

Are we going home now?

No, Amy. We're going to a new house.
I want to go home!

We can't.
I want to go home and see Mum!

Mum is dead!

You're not going to see her
ever again! Shut it, moron!

What are you doing?
She needed to hear it.

Just get in the car.

KNOCKING ON DOOR

Hi! Come in.

Come in.

This is a sh*thole.
Izzy.

Look, Amy, come on.

There's a yard for Jack-Jack,

and...

..there's a dog bed down here
for him to sleep in.

Isn't that nice?
No!

DOG BARKS
Well, I'll leave you to get settled.

I'll be back later
to take you to the fundraiser.

Yeah, about that.
I'm not sure that's a good idea.

What? Brandon's going!
Everyone's expecting us, Dad.

Yeah. For tea and frigging sympathy.
No thanks.

Why don't you have a think
and I'll swing back just before six

in case you change your mind?

Bye.

Do you think he'll come?

I dunno.

I mean, I get it,
not wanting to face people.

Grief will do that.

Yeah.

Guilt does it, too.

DIAL TONE

Hey, babe. I'm so sorry
I've been off the radar.

'Sorry, who is this?'

Don't be like that.

Please, come on, it's been...
it's been mental here.

'I'm worried about you.
You're working too hard.'

OK, well, you worrying is just
gonna stress out me even more, so...

Look, erm, I'm leaving now.

Can you, er,
can you be ready in 20?

'OK, go on, then. See you later.'

MUSIC AND CHATTERING

MUSIC AND CHATTERING STOPS

Look at you.

Beautiful girl.

Just like your mum.

HE CLEARS THROAT

Erm...

Hello.

Beth was better at this stuff.

I just want to say thanks...

for coming, and, er,
for all of this.

I know it's not just my family
going through this, so, er...

Yeah.

Oh, and Tina...

Well, thanks for this.

We're all here for you, love.

If there's anything you need,
just... just ask.

Well, you could turn the music up.

LAUGHTER

MUSIC RESUMES

Well done.

Go on, then, Clarkie.
Aren't you gonna introduce us?

This is Kate.

And my kids, Chloe and Finn.

Hi.

Say hi.
Hi. Hi.

LAUGHTER

It's great to finally meet you.
Jim talks about you all the time.

Oh!

Can we go outside, Mum?

Come on. Sorry.

Nice to meet you.

Nice family, Clarkie.
Hmm.

"Jim"!
THEY GIGGLE

Thought you'd made 'em up!
Oh, yeah.

Results are back
on Dean's other phone.

No suspicious activity.

No suspicious payments
or withdrawals

made from his bank account either.

Is Shan coming?

No, she's, erm...

Working?
No.

Just, I don't know.

Things aren't that great between us
at the moment.

Oh.
It's fine.

Then I went...
I went left down some street,

and I turned around,
and there was about four of them.

GIRL GIGGLES

I need to talk to you. In private.

Who are those girls?

None of your business.
You finished with me.

THUMPING ON DOOR
We're busy!

I didn't mean it, did I?
Don't be like this.

Izzy, I was arrested!

And that was my fault?
I don't know, was it?

THUMPING ON DOOR
What?!

Are you OK?

You bang that f*cking door again,
I'll bang your f*cking head!

Now do one. We're talking.

I'm talking to Izzy. Not you.

Are you OK?

You heard him. f*ck off!

Look, I didn't know
they'd arrest you. I swear.

That policewoman lied to me,

she told me
she was getting a message to you.

One day at a time, lad.

Oi.

Huh.

Cheers, mate.

And, er, I heard you put in
those raffle prizes.

Well, it's the least I could do.

Have you thought at all about
when you'll go back to work?

I dunno. Soon as.

Just waiting on the police.

I can't take a piss
without their say so.

Well, look, in the meantime...

..if you need any help,
just shout, yeah?

I don't want you missing out
on that payday.

Cheers, T. Er, I'm all right.

Outside, now.

Who's that?

Go.

Now. Walk away.

Come on, Dean.

Don't push me, man.

Get away from here.

No.

Beth wouldn't want that.

Don't tell me what Beth would want!

You've no idea what Beth'd want,
you junkie piece of sh*t!

Now, I won't say it again,

stay the f*ck away from my family!

What? They're my family, too!

She never should've have
married you. I f*cking warned her!

Stop it!

Stop it! Stop it now!

Stop!

Get him out of here.

Leave him alone!

He's every right to be here!

Sorry, who are you?

Maggie Kirby, Beth's mum.

And this is Joe, her dad.

And this is our son.

Alex Kirby.

Are you OK?

I'm sorry about your sister.

We tried to get in touch
to let you know what happened.

Sunderland.
Excuse me?

You want to know where I was
when the fire started.

I was in Sunderland with a mate.
You can check.

OK, thanks. We'll look into it.

Are you staying with your parents?

No, I'm at the Patterson.

Until I find my own place.

I'm gonna look after
the old folks.

I will need to talk to you tomorrow,
Alex.

Or, if you like, I can drop you
at the hotel and we can chat there.

No.

We'll do it tomorrow.

I didn't sleep for three nights
before I asked you.

I was convinced you'd say no.

You were so cool and beautiful
and worldly.

I was 15.
I didn't know my arse from my elbow.

CHUCKLING

Anyway, you were pretty cool
yourself. Hmm.

Hey, do you remember when we did
a runner? At the pier cafe?

Oh, God. Yeah.

Yeah, I-I should probably fess up
about that...

We didn't actually do a runner.

I paid, when you went to the loo.

No?!
Yeah.

Yeah, I didn't want the waitress
to get in trouble.

CHUCKLING

Well, while we're in
the confession box,

I should probably
admit something to you.

Uh-oh. Go on.

Do you remember Heather Wainwright
from school?

Heather Wainwright?

Oh, God, yes.
Er... Yeah, braces, pretty.

Er, I wouldn't say she...

You know, she once asked me
to go to the cinema?

Then she got a fever,
so we never went.

Yeah.

There was no fever.

What?

I pinned her to the wall in woodwork
and told her to back off.

You're kidding me?
SHE GIGGLES

What was I supposed to do?
You were mine.

You know
she's a High Court judge now.

She could probably still prosecute.

SHE LAUGHS
She could.

THEY BOTH LAUGH

KNOCKING ON DOOR

Hey, have you, erm...
have you heard from Erin?

She's supposed to be home by now.

Thanks.

KNOCKING ON DOOR

What are you doing?

You know,
I've told her a thousand times,

if you're gonna use them,

you've got to put them back
in the kitchen.

HE CHUCKLES

When's Mum back?

Er, she's at a fundraiser.

She'll be, she'll be back soon.
Yeah.

Oh. OK.

Is this really stupid?

What are we doing?

I don't know.

I just don't want things
to get messy.

So, is Uncle Alex moving back?

Not if I've got anything
to do with it.

Well, is he at Gran and Grandad's?

Jack-Jack!
DOG BARKS

Dad?
Oh, Izzy, will you shut up?

You're making my ears bleed.

Did you know Alex was coming back?
No.

I've not seen sight nor sound of him
for ten years.

How about Beth?

Beth was a soft touch, all right?

And he knew that.

Once he'd bled his mum and dad dry,
he moved onto her.

Well, he tried to.

What happened?
Well, nothing.

She cut him off ages ago.

Saw him for what he is.

Not like Maggie and Joe.
I mean, you saw them today,

acting like he's the blue-eyed boy.
It's pathetic.

They just lost their daughter.

Alex is all they've got left.

Then God help 'em.

Boss!

MOBILE RINGS

Hey, sorry. I got caught up.
I-I picked up some milk.

'You're not gonna believe this.'

Is she back?
Not yet, no.

Hey, Mum.
Hi, sweetheart.

Here she is now.

Oh, Mads, will you just go up to
your room? We need to talk to Erin.

You all right?

Has somebody died?

Sit down, Erin.