03x01 - Episode 1

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'The Metropolitan Police inquiry
into the Portland Tower incident,

'in which Police Constable
Hadley Matthews

'and teenager Farah Mehenni
lost their lives, ended today.'

When will people
stop using PC Adama's inexperience

as an excuse
for everything she does?

Christ, you're cold.
Yeah, you said that before.

Nothing's changed.

Operation Perseus.

About the guy who put the g*n
in that kid's hand. Shakiel Oliver.

We're setting up a task force to
take him down. Do you wanna run it?

You bet I do.

Why are you fixated
on pursuing Shaw?

Why are you fixated
on defending him?

I've got a job for you.
I've already got a job, thanks.

So, what, is it? Drugs? g*ns? Gangs?
All of the above.

You know why he wants you,
don't you? He wants you undercover.

CRASH,
EXPLOSIONS

OFFICERS YELL

Can you handle that again? With
Shaw, the man who's got your back?

We can do what we joined up to do -
take down the bad guy.

Can I ask a couple of questions?

You still having an affair
with Lizzie Adama?

She was a mistake,

for which I have said sorry
and will go on saying sorry

for as long as I need to.

It is over, I promise.

Yeah, it better be.
Because if it isn't,

I'll damage you
in ways you can't even imagine.

You see that?

I hope it haunts you.

You can be as rude about me and
about my personal life as you like,

but do not doubt,
not for one second,

my skill or determination
to bring this f*ck down.

Let me give you my number.
You can decide.

That's really kind, thank you.

You're leaving Farlow?
Yeah.

Threat to life, I can't wait
for the entry team, I'm going in.

Doctors told my parents something.

I'm pregnant.

INDISTINCT MUTTERING

Yo!

He cut me!

HE GROANS

HE PANTS

Hey! He's been stabbed. Help!

What's going on?

Help! Help!

He's been stabbed...

PHONE BUZZES

Sarah Collins.

Yep. 20 minutes. On my way.

Sorry. A stabbing. Another kid.

I'll make you a cup of tea.
No time.

THEY KISS

BABY BABBLES AND COOS

Sh-sh-sh-sh. Sh-sh-sh.
SIRENS

Come on, bubba.
Come on, come on, come on, come on.

SIREN FADES

Sarah.
Hi, Elaine.

We couldn't get a tent?
No, none available.

Any ID?
No, nothing on him. No phone either.

There was an off-duty paramedic?
Yeah, Owen Pierce.

He went to get milk at Yilmaz.
No, the shop CCTV isn't working.

Owen heard someone calling for help.
Saw two kids.

Two?
Yep.

He did what he could.
It wasn't enough.

He's all yours. I'm still
de-briefing first on scene.

Owen?

I'm DI Sarah Collins,
Homicide Command.

Hey. I'm sorry,
I couldn't stop the bleeding.

I'm sure you did your best.

There was another boy with him?

Yeah, his friend. He stole my phone.
What?

Said he didn't have one,
so I gave him mine to call 999.

I told him what to say,
then he just... vanished.

Why did you think he was a friend?
How he was, I guess.

Like he was
about to burst into tears.

He said, "Please don't let me die."

I told him, "You're gonna be OK."

When are you gonna stop this?

I will arrest whoever did this,
I promise.

That wasn't my question.

Hey, Ash.
Hey, Lizzie.

Early bird catches the best desk.

Well, I've only got child care
till four.

That GBH you're investigating,
Friday's night's brawl in the mall.

I might have an ID
on one of the little sods.

Who from?

One of the lids downstairs,
so I don't know what it's worth.

I was a lid downstairs, Ash. Who?

Arif Johar?

Hey.
Detective Adama. Hello, stranger.

Are you all right?
Yeah.

Oh, nice, I didn't know. Sergeant.
It's only acting up.

I got volunteered
for the Safer Neighbourhoods team.

Hmm.

You here about Friday night?
Yeah, I got your statement.

Can we go through the CCTV?
Yeah.

Did the guy they beat up
give you anything?

Nope. Refused to talk to me.

Here we go.

Then all it kicks off.

They broke two of his ribs,
he still wouldn't talk.

What about your ID?
Rewind.

Watch the one in the grey hoodie
who starts it.

One punch and he walks off.

So it was, like, what,
some kind of g*ng initiation?

Maybe. Our violence is right up.

Looks like a turf w*r between
the Eardsley Bluds and the Soldiers.

Anyway, I checked
all the other cameras, and...

..there goes grey hoodie.

Soon as I saw this, I knew.

Ryan Kennedy,
he's from the Deacon Estate.

What do you know about him?

He's started to show up a bit,
but he's... he's not a bad kid.

He put someone in hospital.

He threw a punch
and then walked away.

Well, we'll pull Ryan in and see
how tough he is in an interview.

Hang on, I haven't seen you in ages.
How's things? How's the baby?

Yeah, he's good.
Er, he's, he's walking already.

Show me.

HE CHUCKLES LIGHTLY

Ah, he's... he's lovely.

I was worried he'd have a beard.

THEY LAUGH

Shut up, Arif.

How's, erm...
How's that going? DI Shaw?

He's with his family,
I'm with mine, so, yeah.

Sarah?

Sarah. Got an ID on the victim
off his fingerprints.

Spencer Cardoso, 15 years old.

Prints? So he had a record?
Yeah, low end. Cannabis possession.

Have you got an address
for the family? There is no family.

Mum died seven years ago,
and there was never a dad.

Yeah, apart from one useless sperm.
Jesus, Elaine.

Anyway, we've got an address
and the keyworker's phone number.

OK, talk to them.
Search Spencer's place.

Social media. Is anyone posting?
No.

He didn't have a phone.

Neither, allegedly,
did the kid who made the 999 call.

So it's a drug deal gone wrong?

I mean, people are scared
and staying quiet.

We need the kid who made the call.

He was probably there
when Spencer was stabbed.

Elaine, get hold of the recording.

Lee, they've cell-sited a second
call from the stolen mobile.

Prioritise a CCTV check
in that area.

I'll be at the mortuary.

RADIO: 'A teenager
hospitalised on Friday

'after a fight in a mall,

'another teenager
knifed to death last night.

'The 14th fatal stabbing this year.

'What is behind this rising tide
of g*ng violence,

'and why are the police
so helpless to stop...?'

RADIO STOPS

Angel?

'One of Shakiel's road men
got k*lled last night.

'Spencer Cardoso.

'Homicide Command are looking
for the kid who was with him.

'They don't have an ID.

'Almost certain
it was his mate Ryan Kennedy.

'Do I give 'em his name?'

No, not Ryan.
'Seriously, guv?'

HE SIGHS SOFTLY

We're going after the king.
Ryan's too close.

He could jeopardise everything.

DS Curran.
DC Adama.

Is it Ryan?
Afraid so.

You his mum?
Yeah. Loretta.

You OK to come down to the station
with him? Yeah, yeah.

What are you saying he's done
this time? What's going on?

You guys the feds?

Ryan Kennedy, I am arresting you
on suspicion of as*ault

at the Lonsdale Mall on 26th August.

You do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your defence
if you do not mention,

when questioned, something which
you may later rely on in court.

Anything you do say
may be given in evidence.

I'm sorry to do this, but you're
probably a bit quick on your feet.

I'm not gonna run away, am I?
I'm not stupid.

Well, stupid never
stopped anyone trying.

What the hell
are you doing with him?

We're taking him in for questioning.

In handcuffs? He's just a kid.
Just leave it, Tia.

Now, I won't know
till I take sections,

but the knife
hit the femoral artery.

When it's punctured,
the artery retracts into the body.

There's nothing a paramedic could
have done to stop the bleeding.

Not with a fit young man.

Strong heart pumping.

Sarah? Sarah?

Got the 999 call.
You need to listen.

'Caller, what's your emergency?'
'He's been stabbed.'

'What's your name?'
'Spencer, he's been stabbed.'

"Spencer". So they were friends.

'I've got that. I need to know where
you are so I can send an ambulance.'

Gallowstree Lane.
There's a shop. Yilmaz.

'Yilmaz. Got it.
And what's your name?'

PANTING: Just, just come, please.

He's... he's bleeding too much,
the guy can't stop it.

'All right, caller, ambulance is
on its way. Just tell me your name.'

Just come, just come, please.
Please!

That was the last thing he said.
So he must've seen who did it.

We need to find him,

or he'll try to sort this himself,
and we'll have another dead kid.

Let's get back to base.
No, not me.

I've been on the go 24 hours, I'm
gonna pick up my kids from school.

For Pete's sake, get your husband...
He's working.

My kids are gonna sit down and have
dinner and tell me about their day,

and I don't care
if they b*tch and moan about it,

that's what they're doing.

They are not ending up like that
poor motherless child in there.

That's hardly likely.
Why not?

They're on the same streets,
the same schools as these boys,

there are knives f*cking everywhere,
and we're not stopping them, are we?

Are we?

Didn't give me a thing.

"No comment, no comment,
no comment."

Another wannabe gangster.

The ID off the CCTV
won't be enough for a charge.

We'll take him to the VIPERs,
we put him on film,

show it to other people at the mall.
Security guards, etc.

You got a baby problem?
I'll sort it.

This kid's not a gangster, Ash.

Why don't you have a word?
Book him out, take him to the car.

I'll talk to his mum,
buy you a few minutes alone. OK?

OK. Lend me your cigarettes?

Clever.
Thanks.

Loretta?

What's going on?
Honestly?

I don't like a kid sitting in a cell
any longer than he needs to.

And I can't smoke in there.

Can I have the cuffs off, at least?

I'd offer you one,
but I'm not allowed.

HE KISSES HIS TEETH

HER PHONE BUZZES

You got a problem?
No, no, it's nothing.

Don't seem like nothing.

Hey, let me have some.
I won't tell anyone.

Hey, Miss, you should be careful
next time. I'm on camera.

HE CHUCKLES

I'm just messing with you.
Oh, just give it back.

What're you gonna do, Ryan?
With your life.

Just fights and gangs and sh*t.

Tell me there's more than that.
Course there is.

Me and my guy Spence,
we're gonna be...

You're gonna be what?

Nah, I know what you're doing.

You're trying to get me
to spill info.

Acting all nice,
but you're still a fed,

so no comment.

Well, how do we know it's our guy?

The paramedic said he was wearing
an orange anorak, not a pale hoodie.

Because the next call
after the 999 call

was made from under this bridge.

Which is where
the signal disappeared,

probably cos he chucked the phone
in the canal.

So, he called his handler,

was told to dump his top
and his phone.

What do we know
about the number he called?

Only been active a month,

and everything about it
says trap line.

No texts, no internet, just calls,
usually short.

Mostly moving around.

From the distances travelled,
probably in a car.

Definitely a drug dealer.
Lee's right.

Spencer and his mates went to
Gallowstree Lane to do a drug deal.

The deal went bad.
Spencer's friend ran.

He only makes one call
after the 999,

which is to his boss.
So, who is his boss?

And which g*ng is it?
Soldiers, Bluds, the Squad?

Still nothing on social media?
No g*ng has claimed it?

Nothing.
In fact, nothing on any media.

Usually there'd be a song
on f*cking TikTok.

FEDDEN: I'm on my way out now.
I've gotta stop off at the lab.

I'll be right back.

Excuse me, Jim. Can I have a word?

Sarah.
Sir.

It's about last night's stabbing.

Spencer Cardoso, Gallowstree Lane.
You're the SIO? Yes.

I've got a dead kid
and a missing witness, also a kid,

who may well be at risk,
and not a peep out of anyone.

I want to set up a press conference.

Have you exhausted CCTV,
ANPR, door-to-door?

Not exhausted, no, but this is
my fourth stabbing in two years,

and I cracked the others because
people were talking about them,

posting about them.

But this time, nothing,
just a wall of silence.

And I don't know
if that's a drugs thing

or a gangs thing or both,
but we are nowhere.

Well, you know,
if you do involve the media,

you'll be putting the Met on offer.

Maybe we should put
the Met on offer.

Have the conference
in the community,

invite the community,
say we want to solve this crime,

but we can only do it
with your help.

Well, then, you run the risk
of people using the opportunity

to attack us,
grandstand for the cameras.

Yes, but we could also find
that vital piece of intel

that helps us arrest a m*rder*r.

You both know
if this was a white girl,

you wouldn't be hesitating.

Yeah, same old Sarah.
Playing the race card.

But you're right.

I'll tell the press office
to set it up. I'll be there.

Find who the
Safer Neighbourhood Officer is

for that area,
have them there, too.

Let's hope it doesn't blow up
in our faces.

Jim.

Hi. Yeah, it's Lizzie. I'm off now.
Erm, home in 20.

Yeah, I'm really grateful. Bye.

INDISTINCT
POLICE RADIO

What they nick you for?

KISSES TEETH
That guy that I punched at the mall.

Did you snitch?
No.

I went "no comment".

Have they asked you
about that other thing?

You mean Spence?

No.

You called Shakiel
off a phone you stole

from a f*cking ambulance driver.
The feds will have traced the call.

You put him in it.
I'm sorry, I panicked.

You know so much about me, Ryan.
I hope I can trust you.

We gotta get 'em back, Shaks.

For Spence.

One step at a time.

ENGINE STARTS

JOSHUA BABBLES,
LIZZIE TYPES

Josh! Mummy's not paying you
enough attention, is she? Mama!

Come on. Let's go take a bath.

DOORBELL
Right, Mummy'll be right back, OK?

Hey. Sorry I couldn't help out
this afternoon.

I didn't get your message.

Er, no, it's fine.
I've... I've sorted it.

Erm, I got Sandy to take him.
My neighbour, I told you about her.

Right. I've got, er,
a little something for Josh.

Ugh, yeah. Let's get you
cleaned up a little, shall we?

KIERAN CHUCKLES

Hey, you're working?

Yeah. You know you shouldn't
be doing that off-duty.

I want to clear my case load,

which is hard
with only six hours of childcare,

and especially if, like today,
I get stuck with a prisoner, so...

please just... You know.

Don't...
Yep. Look, Lizzie, I get it, OK?

You care about your job. I get it.
But this isn't good for you,

and it's obviously not good
for Joshua.

I'll decide what's good
for me and my son.

Hey, did you know that, er,
Sandy has a criminal caution?

Possession of Class B
with intent to supply.

You ran her through the PNC?
You know that's against the law.

You left our kid with a drug dealer.

That caution was ten years old,
when she was 19,

so please just f*ck off.

Ooh! Did Mummy say a bad word? Yes!

Kieran... please?

Go.

Er... yeah. No, yeah.

I'm sorry.

Hey.

JOSHUA GRIZZLES

Hey, you little sh*t!

RINGS DOORBELL

Yo, Steve.

I've got something for you.

I've made some brown stew chicken.
You want some?

Nah, it's yours.
I got plenty.

Shouldn't be eating
this late anyway.

Heartburn, you know.

STEVE CHUCKLES,
GROANS

You OK, Ry?

You heard about that thing?
What thing?

The boy that was shanked.
I knew him.

Me and him ran.
Yeah.

I'm sorry.

It was that b*tch, Lexi.

Set us up, man.

Me and Spencey went down there
to meet her.

RYAN SNIFFLES
Hey.

It's OK, man.

You, er... said
you had something for me?

Grabbed it off this posh neek.
Nice.

Fine die.

For that... you get three Ayrtons.
What?

STEVE CHUCKLES

Oh, of course. You're too young
to know about them tings.

Ayrton Senna, tenner.

Thanks.

Thanks for the stew. It was nice.
No problem.

Hey.

You ever wanna talk about
that thing...

..your boy...

..Spence...

I'm here, any time.

Hiya.
Morning. Morning.

Ash, if the mall brawl
is a g*ng thing, then... Mm.

Hold your horses.
This has came from upstairs.

You are officially
temporarily transferred.

What? Well, w-what about
Ryan Kennedy, the GBH?

I'll take it.
Address is on the email.

Look, Lizzie,
I don't know how or why,

but this is a break for you.

Go on. We'll still be here
when you get back.

Go.

Bye-bye, sweetheart.

And bye, other sweetheart.

PHONE VIBRATES
Bailie.

I'll see you tonight.

MARY: Yeah, bye.
Bye, Daddy.

RINGING TONE
'Sir?'

A m*rder two nights ago
in Perseus's operational area.

You know about it?
Spencer Cardoso, 15 years of age.

What's the word on the street?

Nothing that I've heard of.

I'm about to go
into a community meeting

to ask them about the boy who
was with Spencer. He might be key.

Who's the SIO?
'Sarah Collins.'

'The DAC feels that
with Perseus in place,

'we should have
more information about

'what's happening
on the ground, not less,

'so do you know anything
about the m*rder?'

That's a direct question,
and I am noting your answer.

No, I don't know anything specific.
Listen, Sir.

'Perseus is on its last lap.

'Arrests are imminent,
including Shakiel.'

If I start tasking
our undercover officers

to start gathering intelligence
about specific crimes,

the targets are gonna start asking

where that information
is coming from. You know the stakes.

If we don't stop Shakiel,

these kids won't be k*lling
each other with knives,

they'll be using machine g*ns.

'Because that is Shakiel's plan
and you know it, Sir.'

You hear anything, tell me.
'Yes, Sir.'

BUZZER

In. Just through there on the right.

DOOR SLAMS SHUT

PHONE RINGS,
INDISTINCT CHATTER

I need you to sign this.
Official Secrets Act.

Erm... I've already signed it.

This is specific
to Operation Perseus.

Don't talk about Perseus to anyone,
not even your mates back at Farlow.

We need transcriptions,
and we're behind.

There. Watch...

type up all that's happening
and everything that's said.

Copy the format in these.
And if you don't know who's who...

they're probably over there
on the board.

OK. Are you the boss?
Nah. He's not here.

I'm DS Mark Angel.
Like I say, we are behind.

SHE CLEARS THROAT

BAILIE: Thank you all
for being here.

The reason we're here,
officers from Homicide Command

and the Safer Neighbourhood Team...

..is this young man.

This boy, I should say -
Spencer Cardoso.

Detective Inspector Sarah Collins
is leading the case,

and she's looking for information

about someone who we believe
was with Spencer when he was k*lled.

And he's not a suspect.
He's a witness,

and we're concerned
about his safety.

So I'll hand you over to Sarah,

and she can tell you
where her investigation is

and what she and her team
are doing to solve the case. Sarah.

ON VIDEO:
♪ Happy birthday to you

♪ Happy birthday, dear Dad

♪ Happy birthday to you. ♪

MUM: Hip hip...
BOYS: ..hooray!

Don't forget to make a wish.

Thanks.

I appreciate that.

Getting to see my boys,
it means a lot.

They're smart kids.

Speaking of kids...
Mm. ..how's yours?

The one by the woman
you're not married to?

He's beautiful.

Just started walking.

Lizzie's a great mum, and, erm...

..she lets me see him
every two weeks.

And your wife still lets you
sleep at home.

You don't know how lucky you are.

Can we get some fresh air?
We clear to come out?

RADIO: 'All clear.'

Had a visit
from Ryan Kennedy last night.

Say anything about Shakiel?

He was more upset
about his mate Spencer.

Shakiel's losing his roadmen.
No wonder he wants g*ns.

You got any news on those?

The shipment has either arrived
in Rotterdam,

or it is already here.

You mean, we don't know?

I mean we don't want to risk
the Bulgarians warning off Shakiel.

We gotta rely on this end,
which we can control.

We do not control Shakiel.

He's about to go to w*r.

And if he wins,
it's goodbye South London,

hello big house in the country.

And if he loses, he goes to jail
for a very long time,

so he's jumpy as hell, paranoid.

Is he looking at you?

His guy Jarral keeps sniffing.

"Where you from, bro?
Why we never seen you before?"

sh*t like that.

My cover better hold.
It'll hold.

Hey. It'll hold.

But if you don't feel safe,
I'll pull you out now.

I'll drive you back to your boys.
I mean it, Steve. Right now.

No. It's taken me two years
to get this close.

I'm not wasting it.

Someone must have seen this boy
come home that night.

He'd just seen a friend k*lled.
He'd have been upset.

So if you saw anything
or think you saw anything,

then either tell us or call us.

But we need your help.

Without it,
we cannot solve this crime.

You don't solve any crimes
because you're never here.

I'm often here. My team is here.

I've never seen you.
I see dealers doing deals

and ten-year-olds selling drugs,
but do I see you?

The Safer Neighbourhoods
initiative... Safer Neighbourhoods?

All that means
is cops harassing more Black boys.

Our number one priority
is to stop knife crime,

which is mostly Black kids
k*lling other Black kids.

So you're saying whoever
k*lled Spencer must be Black.

No, we're not saying that.
We don't know.

That's why we need your help.
Let's be honest.

This is just window dressing.

You invite the cameras.
You wheel him out, the token Asian.

Why? Couldn't you find
any Black officers?

Fact is,
when a Black boy gets stabbed,

you don't give it
the manpower or the resources

because you don't care.

What did you say to your guy?
I told him everything you told me.

So, where is he?
He's busy.

Is he f*cking with me?

Nobody's f*cking with you, Shakiel.

..with you, Shakiel.

BUZZER

Leave it.
You don't have clearance.

INAUDIBLE

Right. Put that on hold.
This is priority.

We've got
an undercover officer on it.

Just enter him as UC1.
OK.

'Made some brown stew chicken.
You want some?'

'Nah, it's yours.'

Shouldn't be eating
this late anyway.

Heartburn, you know.

STEVE CHUCKLES,
GROANS

You OK, Ry?

KIERAN: Angel. Got a sec?

'Did you hear about that thing?'
'What thing?'

That boy that got shanked.

I knew him.

'Me and him ran.

'It was that b*tch Lexi.'

Set us up, man.

'Me and Spence went to go
and meet her.'

Thank you.

Well, we know
what the story's gonna be.

The Black community
doesn't trust the Met.

The Met is institutionally r*cist.

I told you this might blow up
in our faces, and it has.

A major embarrassment,
and for what?

What, so we shouldn't
investigate murders

in case we get embarrassed?

I don't care.
I care about getting information.

You didn't get information, did you?
You got nothing. Nothing.

Excuse me. Sarah.
That was Loretta Kennedy.

She knew Spencer well because
her son was best mates with him.

She says he came home very late
two nights ago,

and he's been behaving oddly
ever since.

What's his name?
Ryan Kennedy.

If you wanna know more,
you should talk to Lizzie Adama.

She arrested him for GBH yesterday.

KNOCKING
KIERAN: Come in.

You arranged this.
Yes.

You didn't think about
asking me first?

You would have said no.
But I would have had a choice.

But would you have made
the right choice?

SHE EXHALES
Lizzie, stop.

I'm sorry.

But this is the job
I told you about, remember?

The op I left Farlow for?

I said I was gonna bring you on
as soon as I could, and I did.

You'll get to work the hours
that suit you, that suit Joshua.

Plus, you're at the sharp end
of a two-year operation.

If you don't want it,
you can go back to Farlow.

I just thought that...
That you knew what was best for me.

No. I just...

I just thought it'd be good
to work with you again.

PHONE VIBRATES

One of the drives
I was asked to transcribe,

Steve Bradshaw's on it.

Well, most of what we've got
and how close we are to a result

is because of Steve.

But how? How did he do it?

Well, he revived
an old undercover legend he had

from Manchester
during an op seven years ago.

It was never blown.

He even served six months
in Strangeways to preserve it.

He's the best. And that's the type
of people you'd be working with.

The best.

And you'd be bringing down
a really bad guy.

Shakiel Oliver?
Yeah.

Another thing. I know the kid
Steve's with, Ryan Kennedy.

Ryan mentioned a stabbing.
Someone called Spencer.

Er, he said it was a set-up.
He blamed someone called Lexi...

OK, listen.

And Sarah Collins
has been ringing me.

She's SIO on the Spencer case,
and that was her third call.

Have you talked to her?

No, but she's left messages saying
that she wants to talk about Ryan.

Lizzie, you can't talk
about anything

that you heard or learned here.

One slip,
and that is two years' work

going right down the drain.

Worse than that, lives will...
Steve's life will be at risk.

Yeah.

Wait.

Let me tell you about Ryan.

The childminder clocks off at five.
I've gotta go.

Will you be here in the morning?

Yeah.

BREATHES RAGGEDLY

It's Lexi.

Gotcha! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Easy, man. I'm only messing.

What do you want, Jarral?

Shakiel wants to talk.

I dunno what about,
but he wants to talk.

Car's this way.

Ready?
I need a hit first.

You gotta pay it back.

Duh.

DANNY: 'Just picked up your girl.'
SHAKIEL: OK. Good job.

Steve.
Shakiel.

That thing's on. Where we said.

No, no. We... We...
So go do it.

LIFT HUMS

Jarral doesn't like you.

The reason
Jarral doesn't like you...

..one minute, you didn't exist,

the next minute here you are,
in my office, drinking my beer.

What do you think about that?
Not much.

Are you stoned?
No, man. But I'd like to be.

What else you got in that desk?

What's up, man?

You don't look happy.
No, I'm not happy.

All this sh*t going on.

Soldiers making moves on my turf.

Just k*lled one of my guys.

But do you know what really bugs me?

Where are the police?

It's like they just gave up
and said,

"You can have South London.

"We don't give a f*ck.
Fight it out between you."

Or... Or...

..they got a thing
going on themselves.

What sort of thing?

Cops love operations.

They give them stupid names.

They gather "intelligence".

They send in snitches.

And they wait and wait... and...

Easy, man.
I got a dodgy heart, you know.

Look, Shakiel. If you're worried,
maybe just back off a bit.

Back off and let them think
they have these ends?

Nah.

Now's when we hit them back
even harder.

I don't back off. I go forward.

The thing is, Steve...

..do you wanna come with?

Do you wanna step up?

KNOCKING

I'm sorry to stop by like this,
I know you're off duty, but...

I did call.
Yeah. It was a bad day.

Can I come in?

It's about Ryan Kennedy, obviously.
Erm...

I hear you arrested him
for as*ault.

Er, yeah,
but we couldn't make it stick.

Did you search his place?
Yes.

Did you find an orange anorak?
No. Why?

It was what he was wearing
when Spencer was k*lled.

What about phones?
No, we didn't find any.

You nicked him the day after

his best friend
was stabbed to death.

Did you notice anything about him?
His... His mood, for example.

Up and down, erm...

Making jokes and then kind of sad.

But he was in a police station,
so...

That's all you've got.
Yes.

I'm investigating a m*rder,
a dead 15-year-old.

A child.

And no-one's giving me a thing.

Including you.

JOSHUA CRIES

LIZZIE SIGHS

Hi. Should we stay in bed-byes
or are you awake?

Are you not tired?

Have you found a toy?
You should be sleeping, sweetheart.

Oh, what a beautiful boy.

SHE CHUCKLES
RUEFULLY

This is Joshua.
He should be sleeping.

HE BABBLES

I'll go.

About Ryan, if you think of anything
at all, please call.

I'm desperate.

Erm, Sarah...

There is one thing. Erm...

When Ryan and his mum
left the nick,

his mum went to the bus stop,

but there was a car waiting
for Ryan.

An SUV, high-end.

Did you get the registration number?

It's... probably nothing.
I doubt that very much.

Yo.

Three Ayrtons.

TECHNO MUSIC BLARES

Out you get.
Ring us when you got money.

WOMAN: Well, he didn't pay.

PHONE VIBRATES

Yeah?
'Hi. It's Lizzie Adama.'

Is Kieran there?
He's in the shower.

OK. Erm... can you tell him
I called, please?

'Is something up with the baby?'
No, no, no. Just something at work.

'I can talk to him tomorrow. Bye.'

Someone call?

Yeah, Lizzie Adama.

No, not about the baby.

Something at work.

So, she's working with you, then.
It's... It's temporary.

Perseus is nearly done.
We just, erm... needed extra bodies.

And she was the only detective
the Met had available. No.

But she's having issues with her job
and looking after the baby.

On Perseus, she gets
to choose her hours, that's all.

You know,
part of the agreement we made,

by which you are still living
in this house,

by which I swallowed my humiliation

that my husband was having a child
with another woman,

was that you didn't work
with her again.

I said it was temporary.
SHE SIGHS

You'd be an amazing criminal,
Kieran.

You tell lies
as easily as you breathe.

Mary.
I warned you. I was very clear.

What do you mean?
We're done.

You can go to the flat.

I'll tell Anya
something came up at work.

Which is of course true.

HE SIGHS

JULIE HUMS
SARAH: Oh!

Oh! I should've waited.
I should've called. Sorry.

I'm really just here
to shower and change.

I have to go back.

Well, at least eat something first.
Hm, I will.

And tell me about your day.

Oh... Well, I had a meeting
at school,

getting ready
for the return of the monsters.

Mm, I bet the monsters love you.
JULIE SCOFFS

I doubt that.
No, they do,

because they know
you care about them

and you're good at what you do,
and...

..you're an inspiration to them.

Oh, sweetie.
Why are you getting upset?

I don't know. Maybe it's the kids
I'm dealing with.

They're schoolkids, too,
but they're so lost.

TV: '...into the death
of Spencer Cardoso...' Oh, no.

'..the 14th teenager
to be stabbed to death in London

'this year alone.

'At a community meeting
in South London,

'members of the public accused
the police of being indifferent

'to the violence taking
so many young lives.

'One resident told our reporter,

' "Which of our kids
is going to be next?" '

BRAKES SCREECH,
SHE SCREAMS

CRUNCH