02x03 - The Strange Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde

[bunniefuu]

You working on a new routine.

Well,
can't do any worse than the last one.

Really?
Because I heard you won an award.

Yeah, not the one anyone wants.
Worst ever.

Mike.
So you're back.

I mean, clearly you're back.

I thought you were taking two weeks.

I'm finding it hard to be at home.

Right.

So have you?

Not yet.

I'm fine to work a job.
Well, this one is.

Fabian Hyde.

Seriously high profile for us.

Do you want to drive together?

Then we'd have a chance to I've.

Just found out that I've got another
daughter when you use me as a punchline.

So I'll just drive myself.

That's okay.

I mean, I thought he quit.

So the fact he's even here is good, right?

Positive.

Robert Louis Stevenson was interested in a
lot of things travel, politics, brothels.

But what really interested him was

the idea that everyone could be two
different people at the same time.

The duality of existence, basically,

because we've all got
different sides to us.

Right?
And so he wrote The Strange Case of Dr.

Jekyll and Mr.

Hyde, which is a story of a double
personality,

where a charming and respectable doctor
with good job, lots of friends,

also exists as a terrible monster
who ruins people's lives.

I don't know which one Michael
thinks he's working with today.

I thought only bold villains
have aquariums in the basement.

Well, he was as rich as one of those.

What do I ever need to say?

Let's treat this as we would anyone else.

Okay, then.

Fabian Hyde, billionaire
green tech entrepreneur.

He was discovered dead by his
house manager at 8:15 this morning.

No signs of forced entry to the house.

Well, palace, but we've asked staff
to check whether anything's been stolen.

Is that a clock?

I guess it's a decoration or toy.

Why do sharks need to know the time?

So they can go back for seconds.

Seriously?

Next of kin?

A daughter, Catherine.

Lives in the nearby village.

Does she know?

She knew ten minutes before the press did.

Well, that's something, I suppose.

We'll go and see her.

You two talk to the house manager.

I can get a pool car if this is too ...

This is too have you told Morgan?

No.

When are you going to do that?

Well, I haven't got any gigs coming up.

Okay.

Sorry.

I don't know how to do this.

I manage his security and I'm
usually aware of his plans.

I don't understand why Fabian
was even here last night.

He's invested in a new green startup,
so he should have been in Dundee.

Why didn't he go?

I have no idea.

So does this control all
the security in the house?

Yep.
I left it here when I finished work

and went to spin class about


When I came in this morning,
the CCTV was out.

Could your boss have turned it off.

Can't think why you would have.

What about a glitch or an outage?

No, we have got a backup system.

Although it should have kicked in,
so I'll have a look into why it didn't.

We'll do that.

You are out of orange
juice and bone broth.

Yeah, I've seen the shark tank, mate.

Think you're okay for bone broth.

We'll have to access the logs for all

the devices in the property,
including the fridge.

Well, unless it's got an alibi.

We already have a courier.

But who's this guy?

That is Greg Connolly.

He's a chief exec of Doxon Holdings,
one of Fabian's companies.

Doesn't seem very happy.

Yeah.
Nor does Fabian.

I couldn't tell you about Fabian's
business relationships, okay?

But once he's in, the CCTV cuts out
and the whole place is a dead spot.

Like I said, I can't tell
you why that happened.

I convinced them that all this
tech would keep him safe.

I guess I was wrong.

The granddaughter's death.

So don't turn your back on her.
Course.

My dad was a visionary.

People admired that.

He saw the big picture, got impatient,
waiting for the rest of us to catch up.

That can make you unpopular.

Not him, though.

He faced it.

Always addressed people's concerns.

Did he have a partner?

Divorced my mum when I was a kid.

Never remarried.

So it's just you and your daughter here?

Dylan.

He feels like part of the family.

You going on a trip?
No.

I am.
A conference on the environment.

Granddad was training me up.

I'm heading off to Brazil.

Or at least I was.

And do you work for your dad too?

No.

I had an allowance.

He's very generous like that.

I volunteer at a women's centre.

I was there till seven.

Here the rest of the night.

Can we take the address?

Is that yeah, sure.

So how about you two?

Here all night too?

Both of us with my mum.

Then Dylan went to help out
at the chippy around 11:00.

He works there.
We're really busy.

Nothing wrong with working a chippy.

It's not that.

So what is it, then?

He's just upset for a lad.

You all are.

This is where I volunteer.

I was told there was going to be
a press conference about dad.

Will you be doing that?
It'll be our media person.

Thought we were getting a media person.

It's a high profile case, so it's
better that it's a senior officer.

So why aren't you doing it?
You haven't got ice cream on you.

That's a good point, actually.

How are we doing for witnesses?

A couple of sharks
in a fridge, apparently.

But obviously to the press you'll say ...
Better things than that.

You see, we don't need a media person.

There'll be a big press showing.

Not just the local ones.

National.

Pretty much all of them.

Think we even saw Le Monde?

You want Michael up there with you?

Don't think he enjoys seeing me at the microphone.

Thank you all for coming today.
Bonjour, wilkommen, etcetera.

As you're aware, the body of a 60 year old

male was discovered on the grounds
of the Hyde estate earlier this morning.

Next of kin has been informed, so I can
confirm that the deceased is Fabian Hyde.

Obviously, we're following
a range of leads.

Maybe we should leave it on.

Be interesting to know
what these leads are.

Did we get anything off the security
system at Fabian's house?

The firewalls are insane,
but we've managed to retrieve the logs

and it looks like someone switched
off the security manually.

Or from inside the house.

The CEO bangs on the door, goes inside,
and then eight minutes later, it goes off.

And do we know why he
was banging on the door?

I reckon it has something to do with this.

After the failure of Fabian Hyde to secure
the firm's future,

I've been forced to close Doxon
Holdings with immediate effect.

I am, of course, devastated.

For the staff and their families.

Looks legit, although there are
a lot of fakes out there.

Chose social media to announce it.

Posted from his work after Fabian died.

Okay, well, let's see if this is one
of the leads that she says we have.

The workers have got Twitter then.
This is not looking good.

Urgent assistance required
at Doxon Holdings recycling plant.

Bishop Briggs.
We're under attack from protesters.

Get off the car!

Maybe next time pick a different way
to tell them they're out of a job.

I wanted them to know it
was Fabian who did it.

Been trying to build a lasting
legacy for this community.

Didn't.
All right.

Is that why you went
to see him last night?

And he was alive when I left -
check the CCTV.

Security feed packed in while you were in the house.

Did you turn it off?

Wouldn't know how - it showed
nothing but a shouting match.

You said it was just shouting.

Of course it was.

I've got a family to look after.

Couldn't do time for a man like Hyde.

I said my piece and left.

I was in a state.

Got home around eleven.

What do you want from me?

Well, some DNA, for starters.

Thanks for saving me, by the way.

Should have said that before.

We haven't saved you yet.

Credacaka is this kind of spice cake
flavoured with cinnamon and cardamom.

Doesn't have icing on it traditionally,
but no one complains if it does.

And I reckon I could bake it.

I reckon I could open a tea room

on the edge of a fjord and the cake would
be what people came for, plus the view.

And that would be the other version of me,
not the monster that Michael sees.

Because Mrs Credakaka would have let him
know he was the dad straight away.

She'd have cut him a big slice and told

him all about it and
it would have been fine.

As opposed to what's happening now.

Michael?
The CEO has agreed to give us a DNA sample.

Good.

That's something.

You okay about

nearly getting hit by a digger, I mean, not...
Rethinking the last 16 years?

Well, yeah.

Does Morgan want to know?

When she does, she'll ask me.

That's the deal we've always had.

That could be years.

I don't know what to say to you.

Well, I'm getting used to that.

And in the meantime,
I feel like I'm lying all the time.

It I mean, I came here, didn't I?

To this city, this unit with him in it.

Must have known it had lead to this,
must have wanted it on some level.

That's why people always return
to the scene of the crime.

So 16 is a pretty big deal.
Yeah, I know.

I can vote.

So democracy is safe, finally.

Well, I thought you have a party.

I thought about it,
but my dad's got this pokey wee place.

He'd be cool about it.

But my place, then.

I get it.

So you can invite Erin.

I'm the daughter of a detective, remember?

Okay, look, if my birth is an excuse

to keep your love life going,
fine, let's have it yours.

But then we're even.

I saved your life, Femi.

I'm going to be pulling
this stuff for years.

I'm looking at the posting
on Street View, Mark.

Yeah, it looks like
the place we grew up in.

Yeah, which was about the time I thought
of joining the police, wasn't it?

He's the first detective
on a skateboard, remember?

Okay, I've got to go.
Speak soon.

What's that?
Pickle juice.

Want some?
Nah, nah.

No idea.
The cap was so out there, to be honest.

What have you got there?

Nothing.

It's not the case.

Morning.

You want us to wait for Michael?

No, that's fine.

Okay,
so we know the victim's security was

turned off manually at the house,
but even if it was the CEO,

the GPS in his bashed up jeep shows
him driving around at the time.

Of the m*rder, which we think was


stopped registering his heartbeat.

Same time as the clock in the tank.

Well, that would fit.

Post mortem says the cause of death was
drowning, preceded by blunt force

trauma to the head.
Hit by the clock? Time flies.

There was no signs of a struggle

at the scene, though,
which suggests that he knew them.

He's a landlord to half the village.

Yeah, where there's a petition going
around because he's putting the rents up.

According to one person.

He wants the locals out so he can begin fracking...
Which is a bit off brand.

The petition's been organised by the local
chippy, which is owned by Dylan's family.

He definitely seemed
uncomfortable when we saw him.

Yeah, and I got something

on the granddaughter, Grace. Blair,
could you pull up on social media?

Who's that with?
This is Ross Kincaid.

He assaulted the victim a few months
ago and the charges were dropped.

Which none of the family mentioned.

He's got a hardware store in town.

Okay, well, then it's visit
there or a visit to the chippy.

Chippy?

Definitely.

I shouldn't have given a choice.

Thanks for not telling them.

Well, I want to tell my family
before my team, aren't I?

Sure,

but then you'd hope a bunch of detectives
could work it out on their own.

Well, I didn't.

So when did that happen?

Morgan?
You planning on giving them that level of data?

No, it's just for me.

That training weekend ... search and seizure.

Is it too soon to make a joke about ...
Yeah.

Okay.

So was it in that nature theater?

Possibly, or on the boat?

Yeah, yeah ... the boat.

That's a lot of signatures.

It's a really big deal for the village.

Some of these businesses have been
going for decades, including this one.

They're all okay now
that the guy's dead, though, right?

Don't know about that.

What's it like going out
with a billionaire's granddaughter?

Grace is brilliant. But?
Stuck with the wrong family.

You'd thought she might try and help
you stop the rents going up?

Doesn't work that way.

Wouldn't put that pressure on her.

Tried with her mum, got nowhere.

Her mum refused to lobby for you?

She's a coward.

Said it was just business.

Well, it's my family's business, too.

And are your folks here?

No, at the wholesalers.

And on the night itself?

They've got nothing to do with him dying.

They're just glad he did.

They were here working.

Let's have a look, then.

Grace is my daughter.

Okay?

Catherine and I have been
together since school.

She never mentioned you.

Well, as because of Fabian.

I'm not good enough for his
family, apparently.

And what did he do about that?

Well, he banned me from entering
Catherine's house because he owns it.

Even from Grace's birthday.

That's when he tried
to charge me with as*ault.

Look, all I wanted was to give
Grace a birthday present.

He ordered me to leave.

Turned away from me like that.

So I grabbed him.

But I forced him to look me
in the eye, and he wouldn't.

I'd never hit anyone before.

I don't think he'd been
hit before, either.

He dropped the charges.

Catherine must have talked him out of it.

He made it worse for us, though.

He tried to cut me off from both of them.

Your daughter's old enough
to make her own choices.

Sure, until he announces he wants
her to take over his empire.

Traveling the world, never seeing me.

Why did you put up with it?

Ask Catherine.

Look, I know this looks bad for me,

but I was at the Rangers game when he
died, and then I was down the pub.

I got the bus home.

Okay, well, we'll check
all that, but thanks.

Fabian thought I wasn't father material,
but what the hell did he know?

What does anybody know?

So the parents are clear.

Do you want to go through the rest
of the names on this petition?

Sure.

So you've been offered a new job.

Well, did you get out from the call?

Are you going to accept me?

Well, my mum's pleased.

You're saying you're going
to trade that for me and my chips?

What is on this?

Just from the pickled eggs.

Yeah, I chose a bad example.

What's this?

It's from you.

Oh, man.

The little cases, the muggings,

the burglaries hold very
little interest for me.

It's the high profile stuff
that properly grabbed me.

The billionaires, the glamour cases.

That's what makes a career.

Is she saying this?

Well, her lips are moving.

It's why I love you guys so much.

So someone used a variational auto encoder
to create a deep fake image of you.

I don't understand what you said.
That's fine.

It was leaked across social media by
someone who hacked into police accounts.

Can't think why, though.

Is it connected to the case?

Could be.

The victim's house
manager was pretty tech-y.

Why would she do it?
Trip us up.

I mean, it's tripping me up.

Have you brought her in?

She hasn't been home
since we spoke to her.

She was in the house.

Could have turned the cameras off.

We've got an officer outside her flat.
And an APW out?

Yes, she hasn't left the country.

Although I'm certainly thinking about it.

Okay, it's weird, I get that.

But try to block it out if you can.

You know I'd never say
stuff like that, right?

Not in public, no.

So, digital forensics have gotten
into the victim's laptop,

and he made a series of payments
to January, his house manager.

Thousands at a time, with no
pattern to the transfers either.

So she could have been
on the take or blackmailing him.

He sent her two grand at 20:10
on the night he was k*lled.

Which is when he was arguing with his CEO.

So it's a weird time to transfer funds.

I've tracked down the deepfaker IP.
Signal keeps moving.

Probably using a laptop or a mobile phone.

It's now at the Barrowlands.

Yes.

Okay, so there's been the suggestion
that this other version of me was a bit more...

Confident? Assured? Honest?

Fine.
Great.

Excellent.

Just saying, if this happened to you,

we'd be going in with attack
dogs and maybe even the army.

You know, call the army if you want.

Are we sure we're in the right place?


I've geolocated the device.

Try the basement, where the market is.

Sometimes a little.

Sometimes.

A little.

The Scooby Doo g*ng are
getting on a bit, aren't they?

Fancied Velma.

So what's this one having Fabian say?
Whatever I like.

We'll take you in before the real Annika orders

a drone strike.
Aye right.

Well, if you think I'm worried about that
or a night in the cells, hen - I'm not.

Badge of honor.

There's something pretty badass
about having your own deep fake.

I mean, she didn't even have me say it was

a twinkle in my eye you know?
Can she make you say yes to your daughter having a party?

I don't mind if there's a twinkle or not.

What kind of party?

Well, it's basically afternoon tea for
Femi's birthday and Erin said she'd come.

Oh, nice.

Yeah, it's tough when you're in different cities.

When?

Um, Friday.

It'll only be a few of us

Perhaps I can interest you
in some credacaca for the party?

Yeah, I think I'll ask
fake mum to make it.

Yeah, fair point.

Okay, fine for the party.

Not fine to keep sharing that video.

Sorry.
So much for that idea.

Robert Louis Stevenson had
twelve rules to live by.

They're mostly pretty obvious.

Don't take yourself too seriously.

Get some hobbies, keep your mind busy.

There's also one about not holding post

mortems, but I don't think
he meant that literally.

At least it'd be difficult in my case.

But he also
urges us not to dwell on imaginary things

because they're harder
to bear than real things.

Which is all very well that he didn't have

an imaginary version of himself popping
up online and being a bit of a ... well, cow.

What use is a deep fake
of Fabian Hyatt now he's dead?

You think I did him in?

Did you?
No.

But his time was going to come.

And what makes you say that?
Always does.

For fault like that, nobody's going
to be shedding tears about it.

Well, his family are.

And what about all the families he ruined?

Oh, you think he was
trying to save the planet?

His business tore up poor communities.

He was a monster.

Where were you two nights ago?

Volunteering at Langview College.

Keeping safe online.

I know, fun detail.

I've got 15 eyewitnesses who will vouch

for me and the security guard
practically kicked me out.

So he's another one.

What about this woman?

Do you know her?
His house manager.

January Deacon.

No ... good cheekbones, though.

All this has done is create
a colossal waste of time for us.

Hit a nerve though.

Was that the point?

You don't know me.

Don't take it personally.

I just wanted you lot to pay attention.

Where are the press
conferences for the robberies?

Or the pickpockets or the vandalism?

If one of my students gets their purse
stolen, they don't eat for a week.

Yeah, I'm a m*rder detective.

Those other crimes are being dealt with,
but not by you.

You just want to solve the death
of the richest guy in Scotland.

Not all our cases are like that.

They're the only ones I hear about.

Well, then you haven't
been paying attention.

I didn't do your eyes justice.

Get it right next time.

We got a ping on the house
manager's passport.

Ferryport and Cairn Ryan 2 hours away.

Okay, send Michael and Tyrone anything
back on the clock from the shark tank?

Waiting for DNA as we are
with the water bottle that we found.

But we do have the parcel that was

delivered the day Fabian was k*lled,
it was in a safe at his house.

Just a couple of contracts,
but then we also found this in there.

Wow.

Vibrant.
Bit of hate mail.

Don't know why he put it in the safe.

Because he knew who wrote it.

Perhaps someone did return
to the scene of the crime.

It's a copy of a letter
we found in his safe.

Postmark.
Means it could be anyone in the village.

Dylan's mum started a petition against
the Fracay and she was quite outspoken.

Why are you blaming on Dylan's mum?

Sorry, but she was making
his life very difficult.

That's your handwriting.

Why would she come here if
she didn't already know that?

Same as the sticky note.

I was home the night my father was k*lled.

I didn't leave the house.
He did go out.

I saw you sneak off.

I was meeting my mum.

She's overseas.

She came back looking for a handout.

I was just dealing with another
family disappointment.

I'm a disappointment?
AMA didn't mean that.

I just I didn't want you to know.

Cutting my dad out my life so you can
live in this house with a big allowance?

You're the one who's a disappointment.

You should have the guts
to say that to his Facebook.

I'm sorry you had to see that.

Is she right?

You thought he was protecting me.

Guess it was love in a way.

Perhaps that's why I
let it go on that long.

You too, don't you?

Well, someone had enough.

There we go.

Police.

Could you close these gates?

And lock them.

Nah she can't make it now.
Help me!

Go on then Velma, get up there.

We know that the crypto payments to you

were made from Fabian's laptop,
from inside his study.

And funnily enough, a lot of the payments

were made while he was
away on business trips.

So what happened?

Fabian comes back unexpectedly,

catches you on the laptop and then
gets himself k*lled later that night?

No.
He was alive and I left him.

And you can't prove otherwise.

You've got nothing.

My fingerprints are going
to be over everything anyway.

And you've got no CCTV.

Yeah, because you turned it off.

Yeah, only because only because
I was transferring the money.

Which was lucky for the
k*ller that wasn't me.

So how about you let me go?

We can keep you for 12 hours.

And we might just do
that for wasting our time.

Yeah, plus the fridge is talking.
And the oven.

And the toaster.
And all the other smart appliances.

He painted himself as this savior.

Even had an actual painting
done to nail the point.

But what he did was basic bullying.

Even if he did say it was to help us grow.

So you stole from him?

That's how I chose to balance it out.

Everyone's got their own way
of doing that, don't they?

Even his own family.

Who wants me at the party?

Because I know it's not you.

Erin asked if there'd be supervision.

Well, that's just shorthand
for booze coming in.

Oh, actually, I should lock this.

Pretty sure you broke the lock that time
when you actually it was a few times.

Okay, look, I'm trusting you to stay out

of this cabinet and to
look after the house.

And you can tell Erin that there will be

no mother supervision, but that doesn't
mean that you can do what you want.

Thanks for those chat, though.

Useful.

Her mum was out the night of the m*rder,

so she can't verify
that Grace was at home.

Yep.

And according to the fridge,
it was open 15 minutes before the m*rder.

And a bottle taken out.

Same brand as the one Grace drinks.

Would have got there quicker
if it was Bone broth.

So what was the trigger?

He was hit from behind.

Only happens if you turn
your back on someone.

She often did.

Even to the people
who needed to read his lips.

What's this?

Oh, yeah, I was going to show you that.

Is it the promotion letter?

So it's actually happening?

I want to do what you do.
I can't do that.

Here.

Open.

It.

I mean, I've only taught
you a fraction of my jokes.

I think I've got enough.

It's a good post.

Is that what swung it?

Yeah.

And that deep faker, actually.

What she said about low level crime.

I think I could do something there.

I'm glad some good came of it.

When do they want you to start?

As soon as you'll let me go.

Can I get one more arrest out of you?

For old time's sake?

Of course.

And these were made by
professional bakers.

Excellent.
Oh, it's Erin.

But we got lost.

Miles.

How lost has she got?
It's fine.

It's just I'm plans have changed.

Blue candles.

Happy birthday.

Happy birthday.

Yeah, that's.

What happened?

Nothing.

Hey, everyone.
How about a boat trip?

Yes.

Can I have a go?
Margot not even sure I'm allowed to.

Follow me.

Head for the quarry.

Stay back a minute.

She's not a k*ller.

I loved him.

It was an accident.

But it's a pattern with him, isn't it?

Running your life to suit him.

Ditch Dylan or he'll cut you off.

I couldn't be with Dylan or mom and dad.

He wouldn't listen.

He never did.

Turned his back on me.

I couldn't read what he was saying.

Is that when you threw the clock?

It was on the table.

It hit his head.

I didn't think it would.

It was a mistake.

He collapsed into the water.

I didn't know what to do.

You have to go with them now.

I've got to get better at no.

With all this, I haven't had
time to organize a leaving do.

I prefer it this way.

All yours.

Used to have something
to give out to your new team.

Yeah.
Weird them out from the off.

You're welcome.

Thanks.

Sure.

Morgan?

So, here's the thing.

Who's got the worst temper?

You or deep fake you?

I took your boat and I
forgot to drop the anchor.

Oh, Morgan, what's going on?

Tyrone's taken the bloody car.

What's with Morgan?

She's got herself into difficulty.

Well, you can't commandeer a squad car.

Come on, I'll take you.

Bye.

So, Robert Louis Stevenson had a boat.

Did his daughter steal it?

Well, it ended up in Hawaii,
so it's entirely possible

we should stop bickering about Robert
Louis Stevenson while we work this out.

Yep.

Swim it?
You'll get hypothermia.

Meant you.

How's your dignity?

You're going too slow.

No, you're too short.

Which is why I'm pushing harder.

You need to pick up.

Not letting myself off the hook,
but it wasn't easy for me either.

A lot easier if you told me straight away.

Saying that now because you've got three

beautiful girls that you make
scrambled eggs for.

That's not who you were.

You didn't give me a choice.

You were off to diving training.

Did you really want to give that up
for colic and nights of besom besom bordner?

Which is a lullaby I'd have taught you.
Oh, come on.

That's not the reason you didn't tell me.

You run away
from it and try to justify it after.

I've been in that house, okay?

I've been there where the dad doesn't love
the mum and then he doesn't love the kid.

And I wasn't going to do that to Morgan.

You should have trusted me.

I felt like I was protecting her.

I got it wrong.

What are they doing?

I don't know.

She's probably telling him the plot
of Treasure Island or something.

Who's with her?

Another cop...
Mom!

'Spose we'd better....
Yeah.

I mean stealing a boat? A police boat?

It's an actual crime.

Only borrowed it.

There are two officers here, Morgan,
your legal position is very weak.

I said I'm sorry.

And you're also grounded.

That's not a thing!

Michael, tell her.
I've done it with mine.

I don't believe you.

Okay, but if they did the boat thing,
I definitely would.

So there we are.

That's what's happening.

Erin dumped me.

What?

By text.

But thanks for the extra punishment.

Even when I'm right, I'm wrong.

Yeah.

Thanks.

The backup.

Are we going to be okay?

Well, we're going to be something.

If we'd have had her now, you'd have
been the first to know, honestly.

But we weren't those people then.

No.
Shame.