Marcus Calderwood identified me
before he died
as the driver in the hit-and-run.
Why did you have such animosity
towards him?
I attended a crash.
Car t-boned, went under a lorry.
Please, please,
where's the ambulance?
Stay with me, Daniella.
I kept on telling her
she was all right.
But she wasn't.
She was only on the road
because of them.
Stop climate genocide!
Yeah, there's a group
that want to move to more
confrontational tactics.
CHANTING
Who's that?
Marcus's neighbour.
His wife Elena is from a Colombian
family with members connected
to right-wing paramilitaries.
He ran a private security company
providing services to
oil companies over there.
Marcus Calderwood alleged that
the police where biased
and hostile when they attended
his complaint against you.
PC Mitchell dealt with
the matter with complete
neutrality in my opinion.
What about sedative use?
I have misplaced the last
strip you gave me.
This insomnia's driving me
a bit nuts.
Is that why you wanted
the Tor browser?
Never come near me, my house
or my children again.
You're also blocked from
all their social media accounts.
What have you done to your car?
Taking it to my uncle to fix it.
We have to stop him getting to her
and the other witnesses.
We have to charge him.
Are you Sandra Vodanovic?
Yes.
Step out of the car, please.
They've detained her at Ramsgate.
They're charging him with m*rder.
So, then...
..game on.
LAUGHTER
But this is crazy!
LAUGHING: You are crazy!
Was the bike inside the car as well?
I don't know anything about a bike.
Did you dump the bike somewhere
in the UK or take it across
on the ferry? I could've sworn
I just heard my client say,
"I don't know anything
about a bike".
So when exactly did Justin tell you
to take the car and have it fixed?
I was always going to take the car.
He just said I should have it
fixed at the same time.
Did Justin specify the work
your uncle should do to the car?
No, he just said,
"Get Ivo to fix it."
A whole side panel and
a full respray,
just for a little bump at the gym?
I don't know much about cars, sorry.
Has your solicitor told you
the maximum sentence
for assisting an offender?
I have. Ten years. Pff!
Well, feel free to repeat it.
Look, I'm not saying
Pancho'll be dead by then,
but he'll certainly be needing some
Librela for his joints.
Idi u picku materinu!
I'm guessing that's not so polite!
No, it means, "Get back to a certain
part of your mother's anatomy."
Oh...
Might prove a bit tricky,
given we scattered her ashes
on the top of Box Hill last year.
Sandra, if you cooperate with us,
then that cooperation will
definitely be taken into account.
I bet you didn't even know
why Justin was asking you to
get rid of the evidence, right?
I'm sorry, do I look like
it's my first day on the job?
No more loaded questions.
He didn't ask me to get
rid of any evidence.
He just said I might as well
get my uncle -
who's a top Slovenian mechanic,
by the way - to fix the car
after I bumped it in the gym.
And did you see any new damage to
the vehicle after the gym collision?
I didn't look.
But feel free to inspect my phone.
You'll see all my texts to
Vukan about Pancho.
You'll see me say
I am coming in a car.
Yeah, and will we see a text to this
"top Slovenian mechanic"
before Justin packed
you off to Serbia?
Look, let me tell you
what we see, Sandra.
We see somebody who is lying
to protect her partner.
And we see somebody who'll be
prosecuted for that.
We see somebody who will lose
her comfortable life,
her job, her house.
And we see somebody who'll be
kicked out of this country after
she serves her sentence,
because her various passports
don't include a British one.
Well, for that to happen,
DS Packham,
you're going to need a lot more
than a sarcastic tone.
So let's just stop it with
these third-rate bullying tactics
and come up with some evidence.
Or let Ms Vodanovic go home
after her long drive.
Well, Ms Vodanovic will be released,
under investigation subject
to certain conditions including
the surrender of all travel
documents. OK?
On balance, it was probably
an error bringing my mum into this.
This is a long way from over,
Mr Malik.
Cheers.
SHE SIGHS
DOOR CLOSES
Well done.
HE SIGHS
Oh...
"Fight Climate Genocide is
a new group that places no faith
"in the corrupt bourgeois
legal system..."
Oh, that's you, right?
Yeah, I'd like to think so.
"Only street justice will prevent
the deliberate destruction..."
Well, cos that always ends well,
doesn't it, street jus...
HE SIGHS
"..will prevent the deliberate
destruction of the planet
by genocidal r*cist capitali..."
Oh, genocidal capitalists again!
They just don't know
when to stop, do they?
So you don't think
it's happening, then?
No, no, no, I do, Mani.
It's just a lot more complicated
than just slogans.
DOORBELL RINGS
KNOCKING
Well, I'll get it, then.
Safe.
Hello. Can I help you?
That depends, sir.
I'm PC Nicholas
and this is PC Millward.
Is there a Mr Roger Blumenthal
on the premises?
No.
Do you know a Mr Roger Blumenthal?
No. Should I? I mean, my memory
for names is a little...
The thing is, sir... Yeah. ..that
Border Force have contacted us.
They've intercepted a parcel from
Holland marked for this address
and containing controlled drugs.
Oh. Well, there must be some
mistake,
cos I'm not Roger Blumenthal.
We're not Roger Blumenthal.
There's no, ah...
..Roger Blumenthal here, so...
I'm going to have to ask your name
for the report, sir.
Yeah. It's, erm, Samir Malik.
But people call me Sam.
Sierra, Alpha...
You know. Whatever M is,
I don't know.
It's happening more and more,
people ordering controlled drugs
from the internet.
Yeah, you don't need to tell me.
I'm a lawyer.
Well, obviously you wouldn't
do anything so risky.
Something that might lead
to a criminal record
and being struck off.
Indeed. I would not.
Well, then, we'll just
leave it there for now.
Sorry it's been, ah...
..such a wasted journey.
No journey's ever wasted, sir.
Oh!
Somebody's never been
to Littlehampton, have they?
HE CHUCKLES
Ah. Right, well, ah...
..good luck finding
Roger Blumenthal,
whoever he might be.
OK.
Bye.
Name, please?
Samir Malik.
There's no show without Punch!
Please, don't tell me
I look like sh*t, all right?
You always tell me I look like sh*t.
How are you going to stay on top
of things and get me out of here
when you're trying to wank yourself
to sleep every night?
Yes, yes, I ask myself
the same question.
But enough about me.
I spoke to Sandra,
and now we finally have a date...
..I can prepare
a pre-trial defence statement.
I saw her last week.
I'm going to ask her to marry me
when you've got me out of here.
What?
Nothing.
Oh, I know what you're thinking.
Marry the woman tomorrow?
Good film.
Jean Simmons was from North London,
you know.
Yeah, I do know that.
Also wore face-paint for her role
as Kanchi in The Black Narcissus.
Happy Days!
But you're wrong.
I'm not just trying to make sure
she stays on side.
We need to consider putting her
in the box for the defence.
Yep.
What do you think?
Well, you've met her.
She's got a warm personality.
Funny.
No edge.
Juries'll like her.
The blokes definitely,
because she's a fox.
But even the women won't take
against her, which is always a risk.
But the prosecution will go hard
at her and there are discrepancies
in the evidence about
the gym collision.
Sandy'll be fine.
Unlike the still acceptable
stereotype of Eastern Europeans
as gangsters and human-traffickers,
she's a decent, law-abiding,
hardworking person.
She just wants a nice house with
a garden for barbecuing
them fatty sausages she always
brings back with her.
Taste nicer than they look,
to be fair.
They do nice chocolates as well.
Serbs are very partial to
sweets and cake.
Less keen on Albanians.
Right, well, we'll chuck all that
in the completely irrelevant
schedule, shall we?
Nothing I say is irrelevant.
You just need to learn
to pay attention.
Sometimes going around the houses
is the best way of getting
to the truth.
Or you could just
tell the truth, Justin.
She kept pestering me about the dog,
which was not cheap,
let me tell you.
Which is why I didn't go
to the races with the g*ng.
Opting instead for the loneliness
of the long-distance runner,
with no phone to pinpoint
your location.
Exactly that, Sam.
Prove me wrong.
Miles?
Hey, so guess what.
What?
Sam Malik is potentially
in a bit of hot water.
How hot?
Depends how high you want to turn
the flame under his pan.
Well, I'm struggling to
think of a crime.
A couple of weeks ago we got
a routine call from Border Force.
They found a bunch of generic
Alprazolam wrapped in sweets
from Holland, predictably enough,
addressed to a Roger Blumenthal...
..at Sam's address.
Oh, Sam!
Couple of uniforms went round
this morning to have a word.
And of course he denied all
knowledge of Roger Blumenthal.
Yep.
Ball's in our court, really.
I mean, it's not the kind of thing
we'd normally take
much further, but...
I daren't tell DS Packham - he'd
already have his head on a stick.
Leave it with me. All right.
NEWSREADER: The Government has
promised to act swiftly following
a wave of attacks carried out
by the splinter group
Fight Climate Genocide.
Owners of SUVs in several cities
were targeted in sudden assaults
which saw them handcuffed,
hooded and, in some cases,
doused in noxious chemicals
described as "the smell of death".
Stop Climate Genocide does not
support the targeting of
individuals even while we deplore
their consumer choices.
We have nothing to do with
the recent attacks, which were
carried out by a new group that
has separated from our movement
and does not share our approach
to protest,
which remains strictly nonviolent.
What are you doing here?
I've got just as much right
to be here as that mob, ie none.
Marcus left the property to the SCG.
It'll be fun when the new kids in
town claim they're the real heirs.
Purity wars are always
good to watch.
Why are you here?
Thought it'd be good to chat, since
you're writing so much about me.
It's easier than having you
k*lled, I suppose.
Well, that's how it went
in Colombia, right?
Some trade unionist or
environmentalist
being a nuisance, and...
Your estimation of my powers is
flattering but wholly inaccurate.
Mm.
Come on, Felix.
You're a journalist.
Surely you want to hear
what I have to say.
So I'm with Patrick Norris,
a man who both threatened
Marcus Calderwood and has links to
private security companies
providing services
to the oil industry.
Also a family man,
a Sarries fanatic
and organic vintner with a passion
for the Chasselas grape,
as well as the recipient of much
unwanted attention from your blog.
Contrary to public perception,
I don't run Indifference Kills.
OK, no, sure. But, yeah, you do.
Also contrary to public perception,
I had nothing to do with
Marcus Calderwood's m*rder.
In spite of our differences
over the meaning of the term
"good neighbour",
I actually admired him.
You admired him?
I respect people who are true
to their beliefs and principles.
I myself believe strongly
in safeguarding this fragile
planet of ours, which is why at
Chevere Wines we... No, we're...
We're not here to advertise
your wines.
Do you know Justin Mitchell?
Yes, I do. How well?
Better than I know you.
Not as well as I know my dogs.
We had common interests.
But m*rder was not one of them.
I cannot believe a man like
Justin would do anything that would
jeopardise his home and family life.
In your work, out in Colombia,
were you aware of extra-judicial
kidnappings and executions of
trade unionists
and environmentalists?
At the end of the day, Felix, people
can say what they like about me.
But neither my character
nor my past,
about which you are wildly
ill-informed,
are on trial here.
Justin Mitchell is.
If I'm so ill-informed
about the past,
let's talk about the future.
How many...
She sent me a text,
your sister, to say
she's unblocked me.
Presumably so I can see this.
Oh, God.
Stop stimming, Roger.
The cavalry's arrived.
Why did you choose that name,
anyway?
It's a Portmanteau alias of
two complete wankers.
What's this?
They're a higher dose,
so cut them in half.
Where'd you get them?
Dad, I'm a university student.
Oh.
Blister pack and everything.
Say, "You shouldn't of."
Well, it's, "You shouldn't HAVE."
You're right - I shouldn't.
But the whimpering was keeping me
awake at night,
and I was worried you might start
stalking Claudia again.
That's unkind and
a bit uncalled for.
You get them to tide you over
and then you get back to Dr Nesbitt
and you talk this sh*t out, Dad.
It's unfair that they both work
so perfectly
to calm the storm and cause
lesions on the brain.
Yeah, ah, highly addictive drugs
often suck that way.
But I mean it.
You need proper help dealing
with your dependency.
And taper.
Thank you. And, ah...
Hey, hey...
I love you.
I love you too.
Night!
ALARM BEEPS
HE TURNS ALARM OFF
HE SIGHS
MOZART CLARINET CONCERTO
PLAYS ON RADIO
Ah, darling.
How lovely.
Everything OK?
No.
You know everything isn't OK.
Here.
The bride with her face
cropped out...is me.
I don't understand.
You're not married.
Yes, I am.
To a friend of Alex from Guatemala.
Sorry, when...?
It was just an administrative thing
so this guy could get
an EU passport.
Oh.
Well, doesn't that
feel like another era?
Yeah, it was a long time ago.
But if it ever came out
I could lose my job.
Please, Mum, use your influence
to stop her.
I'm not sure that
I have any power, really.
Says the person who wrote
a book on Foucault.
Or...
..you're frightened of
her rage, like most people.
I have rebuilt a relationship
with Tamara, in a somewhat slow
and at times painful process
of mutual compromise,
acknowledging past injuries,
and reconciliation.
Everybody's on a journey.
Leila...
Leila, darling, you are fine.
Oh, my God. You've always been fine.
You did well at school,
flourished at university.
You have a satisfying career
and a lovely partner. And what?
I'm supposed to pay some kind of tax
on that because she's such a loser?
Maybe that tone is
part of the problem.
That you could even think
that about your sister,
that you've always thought that.
Oh, God, stop making her
out to be the victim.
She's a thug and a bully!
No. No, she's a vulnerable
individual,
who unlike you had a terrible father
and a very difficult time at school.
I'm sorry, Leila, but you're not
as easy as you'd like to think.
You often withhold contact...
Withhold contact! Oh, my God.
I'm working most of the time.
Jesus Christ.
How come nobody ever...?
And you're not always understanding
about the suffering of others.
Oh, well, be fair, Mum.
How could I ever compete with you
on that, huh?
Well, well. I think
I could almost feel you
fitting the sil*ncer
for that b*llet.
Yeah? I'd need a silver one for you.
Touche, darling.
Always liked your wit.
Have you come here to ask
for my help,
or to express your resentment
towards me as well as your sister?
You do have power.
You've always had power.
You had power when you insisted
we'd be called after iconic female
guerrillas rather than the ordinary
Arabic name that Dad wanted for me.
Yeah? You just choose
how you use your power,
and deep down not only do you not
care about this situation -
you're happy when there's
conflict between us.
You enjoy it when we're suffering,
because it elevates you.
That's very unfair.
And deeply hurtful.
But if that's your opinion, there's
very little I can do about it.
Yes, there is, Mum.
Show me I'm wrong. Be different.
Now, I just want to go over
what you told the police
in your first interviews as
we prepare our defence statement.
Now, your uncle replaced an entire
body panel on the vehicle.
I'm lucky to have a relative
who doesn't do shoddy work.
It was badly damaged.
But the other person involved
in the gym collision gave
a statement saying that he thought
most of the damage was to HIS car.
I don't know, maybe he's trying
to scam the insurance.
Only he's a highly-respected
scientist who received an honour
for his services to malaria
research.
Maybe he's one of those
absent-minded scientists?
You know why they haven't
charged you yet?
Because they don't have any
evidence against me.
No, they think you'll change
your story to save your own skin.
I will never give up on Justin.
Some water for Pancho.
Thank you.
Yes, this is for you.
I'm seeing him later.
How do you think he's doing
in there?
It is disgusting that
a police officer is put in a cell
next to all those perverts.
But he is a strong man.
And you will free him, Sam.
Fight Climate Genocide will
carry out further actions
against climate-criminals,
who are perpetuating a genocide
against people of the global
majority and other species
with whom we share the planet.
So this is the big split
Marcus was trying to prevent.
The new group have moved
the boundaries of nonviolence.
Can't help noticing it's mainly
female SUV owners targeted
for the smell of death.
They've made a few arrests of
FCG militants
in Manchester and Bristol.
Let's just hope it doesn't go
against anybody's conscience to
prosecute them.
This is different.
Hi, guys.
This is Phillip Knowles,
our KC for the trial.
You two know each other.
Ah, Leila. Ah, Phillip.
Stay in your seat, DI Southgate.
I've seen you on the press
conferences.
Right, boys and gir...
Women. Women.
So now we have our court date,
quicker than I expected,
in fairness.
Let's not go opening
the champagne just yet.
Let's start with the dying
declaration to the paramedic.
On the plus side, people still
clap for carers.
Downside is an obvious challenge
to his cognitive condition.
The car...
It's a tall story, but can we prove
it didn't happen?
Her texts show that the dog
was a real thing.
She did bring it back, after all,
and it's the same vehicle
identification number on the car.
No mobile evidence.
No supporting dash-cam footage.
It is still a significant amount of
circumstantial... Ah, sadly,
our legal system does not work on
the bouquet of evidence principle...
After working for 20 years in it,
I am quite familiar with
how the legal system works.
I was going on to add,
"Paint from the pedal."
Suggestive, but not
conclusive still.
Mixing up the type of paint
on Justin's car
was nobody's finest hour.
Some of that was down
to the manufacturer.
What's the latest on tests
on the pedal?
It's still inconclusive,
but we are taking a fresh sample
to a lab in France that
specialises in exactly that kind...
Fingers crossed there, then.
This, erm...
This Patrick Norris character...
There's no evidence linking him
to the crime.
But the defence will make sure
the jury are aware of him.
Felix Owusu has been digging
into Norris's past in Colombia,
and his latest narrative involves
a hierarchy of guilt that only
begins with Justin and probably
does not end with Norris.
Yeah, we just don't have anything
that actually ties him to the crime.
So, given that, we have to keep him
out of it.
Are you hitting PC Jones
with a charge?
Pleading guilty - he's ancient
history. Taylor's our guy.
And hopefully Becky Hollis,
although she's on sick leave
after they worked out
she leaked the D4 stuff.
What about Sandra Vodanovic?
That remains to be seen.
You had a face-lift or something?
I wouldn't go as far as a million,
but I'd definitely say you're
looking a few dollars better off.
I...
..did sleep a little better
last night, thank you.
So what's happening, then?
SAM SIGHS
Patrick Norris did an interview.
Did he, now?
Yeah. It's on the SCG Live channel.
It's online.
And what did he say?
That he loves rugby
and organic wine,
that's he's a climate moderate
that admired Marcus.
JUSTIN LAUGHS
Did he mention me?
Yeah, he did.
Shared interests that don't
include m*rder.
And, erm, how he doesn't believe
you'd do anything
to jeopardise your family.
Did you ever discuss
Marcus together?
Yeah, a bit.
He got proper obsessed with
the tree business, even though
I told him it was a lost cause.
Defy a tree protection order, you're
breaking rocks in the hot sun.
Actually paying a fine
he could easily afford.
Yeah, obviously it wasn't the fine
per se -
it was losing to
a climate-change w*nk*r.
HE DRUMS ON TABLE
Ever heard of gameness?
As in fighting dogs?
It's not an activity
I know an awful lot about.
A game dog never stops.
They can't. It's bred into them.
And, ah...
..Norris is game?
Oh, yeah.
Not as game as his missus, though.
JUSTIN DRUMS ON TABLE
Say they found the bike, though.
Let's say Norris is involved.
I don't know whether he was or not,
obviously.
But he'd need to be thinking
of where he would dispose of it
in a hurry.
And where would he think of
disposing it,
given what you know about him?
Oh, I don't know.
I don't know.
But I'd still be dragging
the lakes, though.
Norris is smart.
Knows all the diversions and
decoys in the area.
I'm just running the scenarios.
My head's like a bloody cinema.
KNOCK AT DOOR
How was Justin?
Holding his own.
Guiding me through fighting dogs
and the food etiquette
of the Balkan diaspora.
Oh. You can't say you don't
get your money's worth.
I think he was hinting at
the location of the bike to me.
Oh, f*ck...
If he does know it's there,
then he's involved somehow.
Why, though?
Why, though?
Have you got better questions
than that?
It's almost like he was trying
to drag Norris into it.
And his mood certainly changed
when I mentioned the interview.
If you have a hunch, isn't it
your duty to tell somebody?
Well, it was such a random thing
though.
He's talking about
lakes and decoy,
and there's a lake at
the Danver House estate
where Norris shoots.
What even is a decoy lake?
You have these culvert funnels...
What?
Look, I don't... Culvert what?
Look, I don't understand it myself,
Mani, all right?
But it's like a pond
where they trap wildfowl,
where you can hide something
like a bike.
Yes! So why would he tell you?
I don't know.
So what are you going to do?
Nothing.
It's not my job to share hunches
with the police.
Plus it could just be
my over-active...
You know?
What?
Nothing.
Somebody should tell 'em.
Go on, pick it up.
Shithead. OK.
I don't know, Matt. Ah, pop in
to the Co-op and pick something up.
Or get yourself a takeaway.
I don't want to spend all evening...
I'm not going to be late. I'm just
having a quick drink with Nisha.
That's what you say all the time.
No, actually, I don't say that
all the time. It's just...
Look, I will text you when I'm on
my way... Whatever, Claudia.
DISCONNECT TONE
Oh, f*ck's sake.
Where's Sam Malik?
Ah, he... He's not here.
What do you...
Wait, what are you doing?
Can you stop?!
I'm calling the police. You can...
Get the f*ck away from me!
No, please!
Help!
Help me!
You f*ck, get off me!
Help! Help! Argh!
No!
Please, don't. Please.
What are you doing?
Please, please...
What are you doing?
Please, stop. I don't...
MUFFLED SHOUTS
This is the face of death!
SHE SCREAMS
This is the smell of death!
SIREN BLARES
Claudia?
Claudia!
CLAUDIA SPLUTTERS
I'm so sorry. I told you
not to take the f*cking...
I'm so sorry. I told you not
to take the f*cking case!
Sorry. I'm sorry!
I am so...
SHE CHOKES AND SOBS
Oh, f*ck!
NEWSREADER: Police are investigating
an attack last night
at the offices of the solicitor
representing Justin Mitchell.
The police officer alleged to have
m*rder*d climate...
..a woman has been discharged
from hospital after being
dowsed in noxious chemicals
by the new splinter group
Fight Climate Genocide...
..condemned the incident as
an attack on rule of law and
demanded to know why no arrests
have been made, with one former
minister claiming that
the police are slower to
investigate hate crimes committed
by the radical left.
PHONE VIBRATES
An anonymous tip-off has
arrived in my DMs.
What about?
INDISTINCT CHAT ON POLICE RADIO
Thank you.
They've got something.
Yeah? Yeah.
Wait.
It can't be his.
It can't be Marcus's bike.
Well, why not?
It's got both pedals. Look.
Unless it is his bike and
our pedal isn't.
Yeah, it's definitely
Marcus's bike and helmet.
And both pedals are present.
How, though?
Well, either the pedal we found
isn't the pedal from the bike,
or the attacker realised the pedal
had come off, didn't have time
to find it and replaced it before
disposing of the bike.
Why, if he was disposing of
the bike anyway?
In case the bike was found.
Or even in case he needed to
retrieve the bike to cause
exactly this type of confusion.
PHONE ALERT
And we still don't have the camera.
OK...
Presumably, when they found
the first pedal, they matched
the make to the bike? Well, no.
The make of bike and the make
of pedals aren't necessarily
the same.
You could have, say, a Raleigh bike
with Shimano pedals.
Both the pedals now on the bike
are the same make, obviously.
Yes. And does that match the pedal
that you found?
No.
Leila? What?
Oh, ah, sorry.
Anything to, you know,
contribute in regards to this
unexpected development?
Who tipped off Felix Owusu?
Oh, we'll never know.
It was sent from a VPN.
I guess, erm...
Yeah, I guess we should...
..address all of this...urgently.
Yeah. Unfortunately this does bring
Patrick Norris back into play.
The decoy pond is on the grounds
of his sh**ting club,
which is also his alibi.
Are you going to arrest him?
No need.
He's asked to see me later
today for an urgent discussion.
He's also lawyered up and is
apparently going to sue Felix Owusu.
Might save us a job.
That interview he did with Norris
was skating on very thin ice.
Yes? Yes.
I want you to stop
this crazy behaviour
when I've done nothing wrong!
Classic gaslighting.
Well, it isn't really,
because you actually are a mad,
vindictive, freak.
Why are you doing this?
It's been years coming, but now
I know and Gabriela
has confirmed it. Who's Gabriela?
My life coach. Oh, God.
We've identified the negativity in
my life and have agreed that
I need to remove all toxic
influences,
starting with the main one.
I don't have room for red people.
What?!
Controlling, dominant, work-focused.
Well, fair play - no-one could
accuse you of that.
No, I am yellow.
Motivated by a sense of
fun and sharing.
Usually a couple of grams of coke
paid for by somebody else.
I don't have to justify
myself to you, Leila,
but I have been sober for
eight weeks now.
I don't need you.
And if you don't leave right now,
I shall call the police.
Yeah, you say you don't need me
while at the same time
threatening me with this rubbish.
It isn't rubbish, though, is it?
It is total hypocrisy for
a crown prosecutor to be
guilty of a crime herself!
I was trying to help another human
being, you stupid selfish b*tch!
So, just to confirm, this interview
is not under caution?
My lawyer does not need
to be present?
Ah, no, correct.
Good, because I'm going to direct
him at Mr Owusu for his latest
blog post, which crossed a line.
Well, you'll have to prove
that it's him.
I doubt that'll be so hard
for my people.
Yeah. In the most recent blog post
he points out that the discovery of
Marcus's bike was made in the same
place you gave as your alibi.
Correct.
So if that proved anything,
then this interview WOULD be
under caution, presumably.
Yeah. We're still evaluating
the evidence.
Good.
Justin Mitchell had
visited my club before.
He was aware of the existence
of lake cos we went fishing there.
OK.
You and Justin became friends...
..after the dispute between
you and Marcus?
That's right.
That's a bit odd to buddy up with
somebody that way, isn't it?
Is it?
How do you normally
buddy up with somebody?
I'm not very sociable.
Stick to my family. Huh.
Turns out we were both
very fond of poker.
OK.
We met again at the
Royal Flush Poker Club in Newhaven.
What, and the relationship just
grew out of that?
Yes.
Justin isn't the only police officer
I have social interactions with.
Oh?
Look...
There's something else I feel
I should mention.
Given the level of attention
Mr Owusu has focused on me,
I wish to be entirely
candid with you.
Well, go on.
We do share a few other interests,
apart from fishing and gambling.
More grown-up interests,
shall we say?
Hi.
Ah, the police have said
I have to come back in again.
I'll be questioned under caution.
I don't understand why they keep
asking me to come in.
Did they say when?
They said tomorrow, 9am.
Can you meet me at the station?
Yeah. Yeah, I can, and we'll have
a little bit of time
before the interview.
OK.
Thank you.
See you tomorrow.
OK. And don't worry, yeah?
OK. Bye.
Look, I'll tell you what it is.
It's absolutely not good enough,
Fraser.
It's a flipping disgrace, right?
And I'll be writing a full...
Yes, please. Please, do that,
otherwise it'll be you
explaining this to the CPS, OK?
Oh. And right on cue!
I'm sorry about earlier.
Yeah, you did seem rather
distracted. Yeah, I was.
You sort out your problem at home?
Not really, no. Anyway, what...
What's going on?
Explain what to the CPS?
Oh, look, it's a long story.
It's just a bit of a housekeeping
problem. It's nothing.
Well, what about Norris?
The bike being in the place of
his alibi is certainly suspicious.
Yeah, well, Justin knew about
the decoy ponds as well.
Norris said he'd been there fishing
a couple of times.
But there's something much
more interesting.
We've just recovered material
from a niche home-made porn site.
I'm hoping you don't want me
to look at it.
I mean, it's pretty tame
compared to some of the stuff
I've had to look at.
Well, I find it all vile, sorry.
What does it show?
It shows Justin Mitchell
and Patrick Norris's wife.
Oh, does she have a name or
is she merely a prop?
Of course she does, I was just
trying to... It's OK. Go on.
..make the point clear.
It shows Justin Mitchell
having sex with Elena Norris,
most probably filmed
by Patrick Norris himself,
because this was something
they all apparently enjoyed.
Well, it's one way of adding to
the sum of human happiness,
I suppose. What about
Sandra Vodanovic?
Not involved.
Do you think Sandra Vodanovic
is aware of this?
My thoughts exactly.
Let's see how she responds
and threaten her
with everything we've got.
Let's point her
towards the light. Hmm.
What's happening with the pedal?
I'm trying to get answers
from the new lab,
but we just need to check
who's actually got it right now.
It's imperative we clear up
this muddle. Yep.
There have been enough delays
and mix-ups already.
I know. I'm working on it.
OK.
Oh, and, erm...
..k*ll the Sam Malik thing.
Really? Yeah.
Tell Border Force
a check was made,
no-one of that name, etc,
and they can destroy them -
which might be punishment enough.
And what's led you to this?
It's not in the public interest
to go after someone for
Class C benzos that you can
get on prescription.
And I don't think it's right
to use someone's private life to
settle old scores.
Yeah...
Hi.
How was university?
Fine.
Was it you?
What do you mean?
Tipped off Felix Owusu
about searching the decoy pond.
What do you mean?
Oh, you know exactly...
OK.
Bye.
Morning, Sandra.
You are not under arrest.
You are free to leave at any time,
but the interview is still
under caution, OK?
OK. And I do hope we won't be going
over old ground, DI Southgate,
or I'll be advising my client
on her right to leave.
OK.
New ground...
Are you and Justin
in an open relationship?
What do you mean?
You do not have to answer that,
Sandra.
Did you know he was having sex
with Elena Norris?
We have proof if you want to see it?
Mm...
So what if he did?
Of course I knew.
We... We both enjoy sex.
It's 2024, Inspector,
and we are both free.
Look, well, he's not, actually,
and you might not be
for much longer.
They do have a pretty 2024 attitude
towards these things
in Holloway though.
Oh, wow. Taunting my client
about possible sexual as*ault
in prison, that's duly... Oh...
No, that's duly noted.
I apologise.
Call it evens for my mum.
Ah.
Then I'll have to go to prison
for something I did not do.
Justin is my man.
And you're one of his women.
We're getting married.
And when did he propose?
Before or after he needed you to
lie... I won't warn you again about
loaded questions. ..on his behalf?
You want to get married
and have kids,
while he has sex with his mates'
wives, exchanges lewd images
and jokes about you on
his group chat?
"Anybody need a naked cleaner?
"I'll hook you up with my missus."
Not very respectful towards
your future wife.
N-no.
No what?
I'm not...
Th-that's... That's not...
I'm doing an accountancy course.
Look, I don't know, that's just
what he said to all of his mates
down the station, so....
So you've never done that?
Well, he's a liar
as well as a scumbag, then.
We can show you the group chat
if you'd like to see it,
but you might find it
quite a betrayal.
Justin is a gambler.
We're aware of it.
He...
He owed a lot of money at one point
to some men he said
you could not owe money to.
You did it to help pay off
his gambling debts? I...
I did it once.
There's no shame in that.
Not for you, anyway.
But there is for any man who
would get a kick out of using
his power to make a woman
clean his house without clothes.
And for Justin.
I need to advise my client that
should she say anything that
contradicts Justin's version
of events, then...
He made jokes about it?
I... I cannot believe
he would do that.
I did it for him.
Hey.
You have a whole life ahead of you.
You deserve better than him.
You have to think about your future,
Sandra, and believe me -
it is not a prison cell,
followed by deportation,
for a man who will only
ever let you down.
I'm sure I have a tissue on me
somewhere.
Have you got one, please?
Thank you.
I think I want to tell you
something. OK.
OK, but, erm, before we do that
I'd like to take a break
just to clarify the legal situation
of my continued representation
of both parties.
Of course, Sam. That's perfectly
understandable. Sure.
PHONE ALERT
We need to take a break now anyway.
Excuse me.
Please tell me this is good news.
I'm sorry.
DOOR CLOSES
Did you go to your sister's
house yesterday?
Yes. And you think the best way to
deal with the situation is
to go round and call her a...
The B-word?
She's just lucky I didn't go
one letter up.
It was horrible, Leila.
And bigoted language.
I don't think it compares in any way
with what's being thrown
at me right now.
She's in pieces.
I've been trying to persuade Tamara
of the need for a reconciliation,
and now you've undone
all my good work.
Oh, no! Have you squandered
your superpower?
I've squandered my precious time,
trying to make you
a little more understanding.
She went to w*r against me
for no reason.
It was a drink in a bar,
where as usual I picked up the tab,
followed by Pearl Harbor.
So, no, weirdly, I don't feel
understanding.
Well, we both know that it was just
a tipping point.
It goes way back.
You lack compassion, Leila.
Oh, God.
You're entitled to feel indignation,
and I've told Tamara that too,
but please try...
Just try a little empathy.
Who the f*ck do you think
you're talking to?
I'm not one of your students!
Why don't we talk
when you've calmed down?
I am f*cking calm.
PHONE VIBRATES
Hi, Miles.
We've lost the pedal.
The French don't have it.
It's not in the station.
Everybody's blaming everybody else.
But it's not a small piece
of evidence.
It's not a digital pedal.
Yeah, we're investigating
how it came to happen, and...
Look, I've not given up all hope.
So we will never know that
the pedal we found in the ditch
belonged to Marcus's bike, meaning
no forensics of any use whatsoever.
Is there any suggestion
it might have been deliberate?
Right now it just looks like
a monumental piece of carelessness.
The conspiracy blogs are going to
have a field day with this.
HE SIGHS
Hey, on the plus side,
Sandra Vodanovic is making
a witness statement.
Good, because we're going
to need her.
They've turned her against me.
I'm afraid so, yeah.
Why didn't you f*cking stop her?
And say what exactly,
"Please don't tell the truth"?
Has she given a witness statement?
Don't know yet.
Justin, it would've been
a conflict of interest for me
to continue representing her.
I mean, she's obviously just mad
about the stuff with
Norris's missus,
which was purely sex...
No, no, no, it was the idea
of you belittling her
doing something degrading
to save you.
Degrading?
It was just sex-work.
We're all OK with that now.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
You joked about it with me once.
Yeah, f*cking joked, exactly!
It's still just revenge
and we can say that.
You OK?
Of course I'm not f*cking OK!
See, that's the problem
with Sandra, though.
Sweet but simple.
And what's the problem
with Justin, hey?
It's neither of those two things.
Hmm?
You...
Oh, God.
Poor judgment. Yeah.
Yeah. Yeah.
Especially when it comes
to solicitors.
Oh, lovely, Justin. Cheers. Thanks.
No problem, mate. Yeah.
f*cking look at you. Oh...
With your chewed up fingernails,
cheap suit.
Face like a dog waiting
to be kicked.
f*cking hell, Sammy!
JUSTIN LAUGHS
They found the bike, Justin.
Did they now?
Yeah, yeah. You going to
ask me where? Where, Sam?
Danver House, decoy pond.
Are you going to tell me about
your relationship with Norris?
Want to know who else
visited his sh**ting club?
Go on.
Chief Superintendent Whitley.
Norris likes to keep in with
people who matter,
and know things about them
he can use to his advantage.
What did he know about you, Justin?
Ah.
He knew I was also game.
It's a quality I'm finding
less and less attractive.
Yeah, well...
..that really doesn't matter.
All that matters is we close down
their angles,
destroy their arguments,
kick out their evidence
and walk out of court with a spring
in our stride laughing like
f*cking hyenas cos we won.
Otherwise...
Otherwise, Sam, we're just poor
old Daniella Fielding,
lying in the wreckage with
everything sliding away,
while some dumb-a*s cop tries to
say, "Hang on in there, Danielle -
"it's all gonna be OK."
Nah.
Justin Mitchell isn't spending
the rest of his life behind bars
because of some jealous woman.
She wept, Justin.
She wept for you.
So sack me off and go and watch
f*cking Bambi together!
Hmm...
If, ah...
..she gives a different
version of events to yours...
..then you're in real trouble,
Justin.
MUSIC: Warm Shadow
by Fink
Sign there.
# Behind those eyes closed,
holdin' on... #
And just there.
# ..day to break
# And take our, steal our night
away... #
OK?
# And what you got in store for me?
# Keep those eyes closed, next to me
# And I don't want
another day to break
# And take our, steal our night away
# Warm shadow... #
LOUD CRASH
HE SCREAMS
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