02x03 - The Hunt for Rav

[bunniefuu]

[Metal door clicks open]

[Steps climb stairs]

[g*n c*ck]

Armed police! Armed police!
- I'm a police officer.

I'm unarmed. My name is
Detective Inspector Rachita Ray.

I have ID.
May I show it to you?

[Screaming] Show me your hands!
- I'm a police officer.

Keep your hands
where we can see them!

Stand down! Stand down!

She's with us. Check the rest
of the building.

What the hell were you thinking,
coming in here without backup?

I thought I heard
signs of distress.

[Radio chatter]

[Zip unfastens]

Single g*nsh*t.
Close range.

If this is our man Rav,
he's gonna be covered.

I think we should avoid
contamination and get forensics here.

I need your... I need your radio.

This is DI Ray with DI Holden
and SOC at the location.

We have one IC1 male, deceased.

The victim is known to us.
David Chapman.

There's no sign of the target
Ravinder Mochani.

I need uniforms, helicopters,
and every camera you've got.

Notify all units
that Ravinder Mochani

is now the prime suspect
in the m*rder of David Chapman

and should be considered
armed and dangerous.

[Siren wails]

[Indistinct conversation]

♪

[Conversation continues]

[Vomits]

[Footsteps]
- [Siren wails]

[Dog barking]

[Siren continues]

[Panting]

Shoddy application,
or superhuman strength?

Perhaps a bit of both.

Or maybe Rav saw
an opportunity and took it.

He wouldn't have left that
behind willingly.

Great. So, not only
is Rav armed,

he can't hear anything,
he's nervous,

scared, trigger-happy.

It's an added complication.

I gave your clothes
to forensics, ma'am.

Er, uniform's just
dropped off some fresh ones.

Thanks.

[Clive sighs]

The fallout from this
could be epic.

I think we can definitely
assume we won't be the only ones

looking for Rav Mochani tonight.

♪

[Theme music playing]

♪

So, Frank Chapman was shot
in his home

and then again
outside the hospital.

Now, David Chapman has been shot
in an abandoned gym

where he was holding
Rav Mochani.

There was no sign of a weapon
at the crime scene,

so, assuming
Rav took it with him,

he's either gonna toss it,
or he plans on using it again.

Whose g*n is it then?

Kwesi: We all know
there were two kidnappers.

Maybe Rav managed
to grab their firearm.

These days, there's only a few
quid between loyalty and betrayal.

Who's to say
one of them wasn't turned

by the Mochanis?

Maybe we should bring
both families in.

Question them more thoroughly?
- No.

I've had enough of their

"no comments"
and "I don't knows."

The Chapmans and the Mochanis
are being tailed.

DI Holden has eyes
on all of them,

so, let's see,
if anyone makes a move.

Maybe we'll get lucky
with the lab.

Where does she fit in
to all of this?

Clive: Still think
it's trafficking, ma'am.

Those pictures on Rav's laptop,

it's like he had
a shopping list.

But Rav didn't bring
any of the other children

into the country.

And the Indian authorities
confirmed that,

so, why just Sajna?

Maybe she is Rav's.

Rachita, there's something
you'll wanna see.

♪

We've been rolling facial
rec' on all the cameras

around the crime scene.

Rachita: It's Rav.
Patrick: Yeah.

I must have missed him
by minutes.

♪

Is that the g*n?

There's something else,

from another camera
close to the crime scene.

An IC1 male running from the
direction of the abandoned gym.

Could be one of the kidnappers.
- That was my guess.

Nothing from facial rec' though.

But we'll keep searching
all the cameras.

Well, thanks for
keeping me in the loop.

Let me know if
anything else comes up.

Course. Now go home.
Get some rest.

♪

[Knock on door]

[Door opening]

Work's eased off then?

Nope.

[Sighs]

I'd better not. Driving.

Yeah, well,
not till the morning.

I just thought, um,

maybe we could...

...talk a bit.

Why?

Because last time
we didn't, really.

And you're complaining...?

No. [Laughs]

No, I mean, it was, it was...

great, obviously.

But it might be nice to

get to know you a bit as well.

You know
Kerry warned me off you.

What did she say?

She said you were casual in your

attitude towards women.

Are you serious?
Kerry said that?

I mean, the thing is...

casual is all I really want.

You know,
she's no angel herself.

[Door opens and closes]

[Indistinct chatter]

The plates on the second
kidnap van were false,

just like on the first one.
We lifted a few prints,

but, again, nothing
to match them to.

We have nothing from the phone
we found on Dave Chapman, either,

but we do know that Rav
Mochani's was switched off

at the time of
Frank Chapman's m*rder.

Last ping it recorded was after
he left the restaurant Kish.

Doesn't mean he went to the
hospital to sh**t Frank.

It doesn't prove
he went to Dawn's, either.

That flat seems to attract
a lot of activity.

Yeah, I know.
I'm gonna talk to DI Holden.

We need to keep
watching that place.

Just cause Dawn's not there
doesn't mean there's not others.

One more thing.
The old gym where Rav was held,

it was called Jake's.
Rang a bell.

♪

That's great work, Liam.
Thank you.

Kwesi: Detective Inspector Ray.

DI Holden has requested you
in the Control Room.

We may have a sighting
of Rav Mochani.

A passenger
has possibly identified

Rav Mochani waiting
for the 242 bus.

Cameras picked this up


Armed response are on their way.

It's him.

Suspect sighted
at given coordinates.

Repeat, suspect sighted.

Delta Golf Seven,
your location, please?

ETA to target, 30 seconds.

Suspect presumed
to be on board, over.

He's gotta be on there.

Come on.

♪

Interception imminent.

Rachita: Where are they?

♪

Armed police!
- Armed police!

[Officers shouting]

He's gotta be on there.

[Officers shouting]

Sit down!

Sit down!

Where is he? I don't see him.
Have we lost him?

Delta Golf Seven,
do you have an update?

Show your hands!

Is he on the bus or not?

All clear up top!
- All clear.

All clear.

...! Where the hell
did he go?

You had a whole team.
How could you lose him?

Cameras might pick him up again.

He must have slipped out
before we got there.

♪

[Sighs]

♪

Rachita: Ma'am?
You wanted to see me?

I'll try not to keep you
too long, Ray.

I know today
will be especially busy.

Is this about me
entering the gym...

No, it isn't.

Maybe you'd like to take a seat.

[Clears throat]

The Governor at HMP
Marchbank has been on to us.

Reckons one of his inmates
has crucial information

on the Frank Chapman m*rder.

But how do we know
this inmate's legit?

This particular one
is known to us,

and he says he will
speak only to you.

Why me?

[Sighs]

It's Martin.

♪

It's a tricky one,

interviewing your ex-fiancé.
I get it.

I'm not comfortable with it
any more than you are.

We tried to dissuade him,

to convince him to speak
to somebody else, but

he was adamant that
you'd want to hear this.

How do you even know
he has anything?

He's a corrupt officer
who's harvested

many criminal relationships
over the years.

But Professional Standards
would've been all over that.

Yeah, but the investigations
are still ongoing.

You don't have to do it, Ray.

I wanna stress that

your welfare is
the priority here.

And if you did decide
to talk to him,

then there would be
a full risk assessment.

Another officer
would attend with you

and there'd be
mandatory after-care.

But there's no pressure, Ray.

Whatever decision
you make, we...

I will support it.
You have my word.

When do you need to know by?

The sooner the better,

to be honest.
[Clears throat]

Apparently, Rav Mochani's name

has been leaked as
prime suspect,

and it's got out
that he was recently

paroled early from prison.

♪

Megan's family
have made a complaint.

They are convinced that

if he'd served his full term,

then he'd still be inside, and

their daughter
would still be alive.

They want answers, understandably.

Of course.

And so, if Martin does have
intel that could help,

then it may even prevent
further casualties.

Well, maybe I can reach out
to the girl again. Sajna.

I know she's mixed up
in this somehow.

She could be the key.
- Yeah, but what if she isn't?

Mochani's early parole

is being viewed as
a "woke" policy.

And things are
escalating out there.

Beardsmore's been forced
to hold a press conference.

I'll let you know.

Thank you, Rachita.
I do appreciate it.

[Door opens]

♪

What were you trying to prove...

going there alone?

You stupid...

stupid b*stard.

♪

[Engine running]

♪

I didn't see what happened,

I swear.

It was after you left.

Don't look at him.
Look at me.

Sorry.

So, it...

it was after Stevo left.

The boss said he wanted
to talk to Mochani alone.

How'd Mochani get free?

...would I know?

You didn't tell me
he was the Hulk.

Degsy:
He never gave a straight answer

to anything
the boss was asking him,

even right before he...

before everything happened.

Thought you said
you didn't see anything.

I didn't.

But I heard them talking.

About what?

♪

Only thing Mochani wanted
to talk about

was that it wasn't him
who shot the old man.

I mean Mr. Chapman.

Mochani would say that,
though, wouldn't he?

He said it a lot, though.

"It weren't me."

"It weren't me."

♪

And then the boss said something
really weird to him.

He said to Mochani,
"I know you didn't do it."

♪

Turn it off.

Turn it off! Turn it off!

No, no, no.
Wait, wait, wait.

Leave it on.

It's not mine.
Well, not all of it.

..., man.

I need to see you
when you speak, OK?

I've lost this.

[Gasps]

I'm just glad you're alive, man.

You cannot tell anyone
I'm here, Shiv, and I mean it.

I won't tell anyone you're here.

Bro, you can trust me.

Beardsmore:
Anyone sighting Mr. Mochani,

or who knows his whereabouts,

should contact
the incident room immediately

on the number behind me.

Under no circumstances
should he be approached.

As already mentioned,
Mr. Mochani has impaired hearing,

which could make attempting

to interact with him
problematic.

Woman: Jeanette Smith,
"Birmingham Gazette."

Do you think Rav Mochani k*lled
Megan Parks and Frank Chapman?

This is a live case,
so, I shall defer

to the Senior
Investigating Officer,

Detective Inspector Ray.

First of all, no one is saying

that Mr. Mochani
m*rder*d anyone.

Everyone has the right
to be presumed innocent

until proven guilty,
including him.

But what I would say is
that he is a person of interest

in the death of David Chapman

and would urge him to either
contact me or one of my team.

Man: Have your woke police
policies caused the death

of 3 innocent people,
Detective Inspector?

♪

Can we please stick
to the subject of the briefing?

Woman: Why did David Chapman
not have police protection

after the m*rder of his father?

♪

I have nothing further to add.
Sorry.

Woman: Is there a connection
between the Mochani-Chapman feud

and the increase in
race-related violence

erupting in the city
in the past few days?

Man: Was Megan Parks
caught in the crossfire

of a gangland turf w*r?

We're exploring all angles,

but suffice to say Megan Parks

was a wholly innocent victim

and we remain committed

to finding her k*ller
or K*llers.

Man:
You ask people to stay vigilant,

but vigilance
doesn't stop b*ll*ts.

So, is it safe for any of us
to go out

while this man remains at large?

Man 2: There could have been
another Megan Parks.

Man 1: What if it's
a kid next time?

Kerry: As DI Ray
has already emphasised,

she and her team
are utilising every resource

at their disposal,

and Mr. Mochani's apprehension

is now their top priority.

Whatever can be done
is being done, I assure you.

[Journalists chatter]

♪

Kerry: You still here?

I'll do it.

♪

I'll do it.

I'll go see Martin.

[Sighs]

♪

[Cell door shuts]

[Gate locks]

Clive: You sure you're OK?

Rachita: You think,
I'm making a mistake.

Clive: Doesn't matter
what I think.

It's not me
he put through all that...

Henderson's right.
You don't have to do this.

You don't owe him anything.

I'm not doing it for him.

♪

Didn't think you'd come.

No chaperones.

We're a team.

Martin: I talk to you
and you alone.

That's the deal.

Clive, do you mind?

You're supposed
to be accompanied.

It's OK, really.

♪

How are you, Rach?

Let's not... about.

It's good to see you.

I only wanted to see you.

Is that 'cause
it still makes you feel

like you're in control
of something?

No.

It's the only way
I could think of

to make sure
you got this information.

So, tell me.

They're still rolling you out
at diversity drives

and photoshoots, I see.

"Detective Inspector
Rachita Ray.

We're safe in her hands."

Press seem convinced it's
gonna kick off out there.

You sure you can
handle the pressure?

Solving this case
would be a right

feather in your cap,
wouldn't it?

Chance to prove you can do more

than "culturally
specific homicides."

[Sniffs]

What do you know
about Frank Chapman?

[Scoffs]

I've got a name for you.

Been hearing it a lot in here.

Especially since Frank got done.

Rav Mochani

is innocent.

You need to be looking at

Lou Kirkby.

Go on.

Kirkby was one of
the original Chapman outfit

back in the eighties.

Him and Frank were tighter than
brothers, apparently,

which is strange 'cause Frank
never mentioned him once.

You knew Frank Chapman?

I'm surprised, you're surprised.

You just said

"were tighter than brothers".
- Yeah.

They had a big falling out


right before Kirkby
started his stretch.

What was the fallout?

Money, a woman, job gone wrong.

No one really knows,
and Lou's not telling.

But it went nuclear
and he's been stewing on it

ever since.

Where are you getting this from?

Kirkby was in here
before I got transferred.

Right c*ck of the block, apparently.

So, you're giving me second-hand
intel with no source to verify.

Doesn't change
the facts, does it?

Kirkby had a score to settle,

and a month after he
gets out, Chapman's dead.

Why are you telling me this?

Is it not enough
that you're bent?

And now you're a grass.

Must be something in it for you.

Something big.

Yeah, there is.

I was hoping to put things
right between us.

You want a reduced sentence.

You know
you won't survive in here.

Do you know how hard I tried...

to break through
that shell of yours?

I did everything I could

to try to kindle
even a spark of emotion,

[Scoffs] a flicker
of some genuine affection.

Something.

Anything.

You know, I even
asked your mother once,

"How do I reach her?"

She didn't even know.

♪

But it never stopped me trying.

You know, I put your ring
in the glove compartment

in the morning
before I went into work.

I was embarrassed.

I spent years telling people
that marriage wasn't for me

and then I got engaged to
the first man that asked me.

But actually,

it wasn't being engaged
that embarrassed me.

It was being engaged to you.

♪

They don't know, do they,
them upstairs,

that you were...
your subordinate?

I bet that would dull the shine

on your halo if
they ever found out.

♪

Do your new friends know
that you're selling intel

for a reduced sentence?

I'll be sure to tell Lou
that you gave me his name.

♪

Clive: I know what I said,
but things have changed.

All right?
People are asking questions.

I don't know how much longer
I can do this.

Woman: What did you expect?
You made your bed. Lie in it.

Rachita: Clive?

Is everything OK?

I should be asking you that,
shouldn't I?

How did it go?

Come on, let's shift it.

♪

[Sighs]

♪

No, no, no.

They're not after you.

It's them plastic pigs, innit?

Community policing.

[Exhales]

I told you not to let me
fall asleep, but...

Looked like you needed it.

[Sniffs]

[Sighs]

I have a job for you.

I'm leaving the country.

You need to get a bag for me.

♪

We're good.

You know what you're doing?

I know what I'm doing.
It's blazed on my brain.

Rav: OK.

[Car drives away]

According to Martin Hunter,
Lou Kirkby hated Frank Chapman

with a passion,
so, either Martin's wrong

or Rav's innocent
and we have another suspect.

Kwesi: This lead came
from DCI Hunter, ma'am?

Yeah, he claimed he had intel
and I had a duty to follow up,

and I went with Clive
to Marchbank this morning.

Rachita: It's fine.

I'm fine.

Do you think he was
telling the truth?

I think there's a first time
for everything, ma'am.

Rav might be innocent.

Have we got lists
of Kirkby's pre-cons?

Charlene: Yes, ma'am,
I have it here.

It's mostly low-level,

from when
he was in his twenties.

Burglaries, thefts, that kind
of thing, and lots of it,

but he's only been
to jail twice.

Stolen goods in '93,

then GBH in '07.

Liam: He got 20 years for that.
Served 15,



paroled on a good
behaviour bond.

A month ago?

Yes, ma'am.

Where's Kirkby been since?

Kwesi: Drawn a blank
so far, ma'am.

Looks like he's been
keeping his head down.

My source has eyes on all his old
haunts, just in case.

Asked him to keep his ear
to the ground, too.

Lou's release must have
caused a few ripples at least.

Good. We need
to establish his alibi

for the night of
Frank's m*rder, too.

What about the male
who fled the gym?

Charlene: A lad called Degsy.

We haven't ascertained
his full name yet.

Nobody's seen him since
the night of the m*rder.

Another one lying low.

Liam: I'll check out
Jake's Gym and his other haunts.

We've nothing
on the surveillance

of the Mochanis,
and officers lost sight

of Suzie Chapman earlier today.

I've sequestered a vehicle
to help us keep tabs

on Dawn Hughes' apartment, so,

DC Charlene Ellis will attend.

All right, well,
let's get back to work.

[Sighs]

♪

Put me through to homicide.

Suspicious activity
outside Dawn's flat.

You wanna get here quick.

♪

One of the lads just found him.
It's, er,

it's Degsy.

Just here.

♪

Ma'am? I'm outside Jake's.
Degsy's been found dead. Right.

Looks like a suspected overdose,

but the timing,
this close to Rav's escape,

it doesn't feel right.

Ma'am.

♪

There's definitely movement
inside the flat.

DI Holden's lot have got
both entrances covered.

Could be nothing.

Or it could be something.

Charlene: That's him.

Target confirmed exiting now.

Armed police!
- Armed police! Stand still!

Place the bag on the floor!

Slowly!

Slowly!

Keep your hands
where we can see them!

Keep moving forward.

♪

Clive: 10,000 in cash,
passport, burner phone.

Assisting an offender,

perverting the course
of justice, trespass.

That's just for starters.

Shiv: I had a key.

Yeah, you did.
Who gave it to you?

This is a triple m*rder
enquiry, Mr. Basra.

I haven't done anything.

Anyone we find
who's played a role,

no matter how small,
is going to feel

the full force of
my team and the law.

I... I did someone a favour.
That's it.

Yeah, who?

Was it Rav Mochani?
Was it him who gave you the key?

I...

I can't remember.

You could get 10 years just
for your lack of memory.

The grab bag was Rav
Mochani's and you were tasked

with fetching and delivering it,

so, either you've seen
or spoken to him

or you know someone who has.

Just found it, didn't I?

You're just a regular
burglar, then?

With a key
to your victim's home?

Found that, too.

You're one lucky burglar.

Was it Dawn who gave it to you?

Clive: Say you found the key.

That means you must have seen
who dropped it and where.

So, is that why you went round?

'Cause you liked the look
of the woman who lived there?

Shiv: Hang on a minute. What... Rachita:
'Cause if you were stealing something,

you would have stolen
more than this.

So, if you really don't know Rav

and you're not a burglar,

that only leaves
one other reason

why you'd be in the flat.

I don't attack women.
- Well, then let's stop

messing about, Shiv.

Where's Rav Mochani?

♪

This CCTV footage
is from an hour ago.

♪

Wait. Look.

♪

Patrick: Definite rendezvous.

That'll be about the bag
of money and the fact

that Rav doesn't have it.
- Even Rav Mochani

doesn't ride for free.

Clive: Oh,...

[All sigh]

Great. Now what?

At least we know he's
still in the country.

Yeah, but now he's
twice as desperate

and he still has that g*n.

♪

[Phone ringing]
[Indistinct chatter]

Kwesi: We found this
burner phone on Shiv.

It's how he contacted Rav.

Rachita: He must have one, too.
Kwesi: Mm-hmm.

He says the van was supposed
to take Rav to Liverpool Docks.

He's not sure.
A container, another vehicle.

He swears he knows nothing else.
- Thanks.

[Knock on door]

[Sighs]

Yes, but "close" isn't
caught, is it, Ray?

With respect, ma'am,
we wouldn't have gotten anywhere

if DC Ellis hadn't
taken us to Rav's friend.

Oh, well, thank goodness someone
was showing some initiative.

I'm sorry, all right,
but I'm fed up.

I'm fed up
with that lot up there.

I spend too much time
going up there

apologising when we... up

and then nobody comes down
when we get results.

I needed a result.

I'm sorry,
but I've got to get on.

♪

Clive: Pretend to be Shiv.

Kwesi: No. He'll know.

Charlene: 100%.
Kerry: The phone is evidence.

We could be compromising its
value if we interfere with it.

It also could be our best
chance of catching Rav.

When did he last message?

Just over 5 minutes ago, ma'am.

We're wasting time.

♪

...it.

♪

[Message beep]

♪

[Mobile rings]

[Rings]

[Rings]

[Rings]

Rav: Don't say anything.

You know I can't hear you.

I'll give myself up, but
I want to meet with you first.

Just you.

I'll text you the place.

No. We can't agree to this.

We can't allow suspects
to dictate the terms.

He's slipped through
our fingers before, ma'am,

and this is our chance of
apprehending him again, safely.

The protocols are clear, Ray.

We wait for the negotiator
while firearms get mobilised

and we'll need
an interpreter, too.

No, we don't have time
for any of that.

This has to happen now,
otherwise Rav will disappear

again for good this time.

♪

Sierra Bravo 29.

Man: OK. Commence

When in sight of the suspect,
maintain distance.

Received.

♪

[Door slams]

[Loud clank]

The armed response team
are monitoring.

Don't let this escalate.

Rav? [Echoes]

[Soft bang]

For... sake.

I can't see you, Rav.

Bear in mind

he'll need to be able
to read your lips.

Keep your hands open
and in plain sight.

No sudden movements.

[Clunk]

I'm on my own, Rav,
just like you asked.

Good.
Keep using his name.

Try to draw him out.

Rachita: Are you all right?

Rav,
do you need medical attention?

Can you see me, Rav?

Are you reading my lips?

Rav: This is about the girl.

Rachita: Do you mean Sajna,
Rav?

Tell me about her.
Tell me about Sajna.

Rav: Frank and Dave

found out.

Found out
that you'd trafficked her?

Rav, were they trying
to blackmail you?

Rav: Frank wanted me

to get into business with him.

I want immunity.

Rachita:
Immunity can't be granted

if you're facing
a m*rder charge, Rav.

Rav?

Rav:
Dave Chapman was self-defence.

Self-defence?

But I didn't k*ll Frank
or the nurse.

They set me up.
I'm innocent.

I'm listening to everything
you're saying, OK?

Every single word.

Who set you up?

♪

Rav?

I'm gonna need you
to try and stay still.

OK?

Calm and still.

I'm gonna need you
to give me that g*n.

OK.
Request, don't demand.

The aim is to resolve this
without anyone getting hurt.

Do you understand
what I'm saying?

You need to put the g*n

down to the ground,

OK, so we can talk properly.
Is that all right?

I'm asking you

to surrender your weapon.

If you don't,
I can't help protect you

and your family
from the Chapmans.

OK.

I want you to take
your finger off the trigger,

and then take

this finger and this thumb
and put it on the handle.

And then put it down
on the ground,

nice and slow, OK?

Nice and slow.

[Gate blasts open]
- Armed police! Armed police!

Rav, put the g*n down.

Armed police!

Put the g*n down!
Put it down!

Rachita: Put down the g*n!
- Drop the weapon!

Put it down, now!

[Muffled sounds]

[g*nsh*t]

Get back!

Rachita: Get the... off me!

He was... surrendering!

♪

[Theme music playing]