01x06 - Episode 6

[bunniefuu]

The storm's still between
us and the mainland, right?

We can't even make a phone
call until the storm passes.

Do you know how they
ex*cuted people? They threw them

down the big pit on
the hill. And anyone

that they punish in
this way becomes the

Holly King.

We know you've arrested

Douglas. We know he k*lled Cai.

Then he k*lled Gruffudd. We will

deal with Douglas ourselves.

We are The True Way.



Whatever you have in mind.
Then it's not going to happen.

We'll see.

Don't hurt her.

Don't hurt...
anyone.

Get off of me. What
are you doing? Get off

me. What the f*ck....
What are you doing?

Get off me. Get off of me.
Wait. Where are you taking me?

What's going on?

Grace.

Grace, stop this.
Grace, stop this.

Listen to me, Douglas. Nothing
is going to happen to you.

Oh, God. Oh, God.
What is that?

What's that? No.

There will be a trial
in the village hall.

Say that sentence
back to yourself.

Listen to how insane it sounds.

Thank you.

People of St. Jory..

Lock up, get your gear
on and meet me in the hall.

Your attention, team.

Owen.

No, no, no, no.

Owen, listen to me.

No, please don't.

Please don't say it.

I have to. Owen.

I'm in The True Way.
You have to be told now.

Have you done
anything to my son?

What?

Like what?

You tell me. You
know, indoctrinated him,

made him drink
something, like a potion.

No, we'd never.
Christ, Owen. No, if....

If he takes that
path when he's older,

that's up to him.

Well, that's not gonna
happen.

You're not getting
your hands on him.

Not having him join you.

Yep.

I will what?

Well, I don't know, do I?

I don't know what
you do.

We don't do anything.
It's just tradition and

these rituals, these,
these beautiful rituals.

But it was
private and this was

the last thing that
we wanted. But,

Christ, look around. I mean,
someone had to take charge.

We were in charge.

You weren't, love.

Best will in the world.

Cai, Mihangel, Gruffudd
and Douglas will

get off somehow.
Some loophole. We all

know it. It's got
so that we're not

shocked any more.

You know, I don't get
you either.

Gruffudd
was a better dad to

you than your dad.

You should be raging.

Front of the bloddy queue.

Why did you marry me then?

Hmm? Not one of
them?

Because....

I didn't love any of them.

I bet you've had
a good laugh, though.

Poor Owen....

doesn't have a clue.

No.

Cause you're my man.

And that's
not changed.

Anyway, you knew.

I suspected.

That's different.

You suspected?

But we laughed

and we had sex.

We argued about
whose turn it was to

change a nappy.

That's our life.

And it's great.

And none of that has to change.

I have to get to the hall.

All right, but
listen to me.

You're gonna be
important today.

You're not in anyone's
shadow any more.

People of St. Jory,
your attention please.

Please make your way to
the village hall immediately.

The k*ller of Cai
Prideaux has been found.

The k*ller of Cai
Prideaux has been found.

His hands still wet
with the blood of our

friend, Gruffudd Prosser.

The True Way has assumed
control of the situation.

But justice is a
collective act. So make

your way to the village
hall as quickly as you can.

Hello. Hello, girls.
I'm so sorry to

interrupt. You're
gorgeous, you come over

here. Girls. Come
on, girls, quickly.

That's it. Now then, Jane is

going to make sure
that you all get home

safely, all right?
Yes. And when you do

get home, I want
you to ask all your

mummies and daddies
to come here to the

village hall. And I
want you to promise me

that you will show
me your lovely dance

sometime soon. Good?

Go. Go on.

Get your things.

Grace! Grace, what's going

on? They're saying
that Douglas k*lled

Cai. And then now
he's k*lled Gruffudd.

What are you
all doing here?

Are you okay?

Seriously, what the
actual f*ck is happening?

Where's Douglas?

huh?

You have to go,
please, all of you, you

have to go home.

Listen, they're saying he

k*lled Cai. They're
saying he's here.

Take one.

I made an
arrest earlier. That's all

I can say right now.

No, don't
fog me off with this

sh*t, Grace. Not again.
Is he here?

Guys?

Jesus Christ. What?

You have to take a

stone. You'll need it later.

I'm not taking one.

What are we going to

do with these? Are we
going to stone someone?

I need to find Heather.

Don't. Just umm...

It's not safe.
Just stay with me.

Please.

Oh, God.

You came.

Good.

You have to stop
this, Heather. No one is

getting ex*cuted today.

That's what the
plan is, isn't it?

Douglas becomes
the Holly King and you

throw him down that pit.

No one can say that
we didn't give your

way of thinking a
chance.

But hand on

heart, Grace, you
cannot guarantee

me that Douglas won't
be acquitted or that

his punishment won't
be a fraction of what

he deserves.

That's a risk you take by

being part of a
civilised society.

You can't be a
civilised society with

murderers on the street.

I don't suppose you've
got a mint, do you?

How long do you think
you've got left?

Alive, I mean.

There are some...

variables.

So your
last act before you

tap out is to make
everyone on this island

an accessory to
m*rder?

I don't think

there's gonna be
a reckoning, if that's

what you mean.

Or are you planning
on k*lling me, too?

Why on earth would
we do that?

Because you're
gonna tell the world.

We'll see.

You might surprise yourself.

The energy you
are wasting, Grace.

This is happening.
Engage with it, or, I

don't know, go for
a walk.

Listen. You listen to me.
I am your police sergeant.

My job is to uphold
the law.

You police by
consent.

And we withdraw
our consent.

Oh.... you could advocate
for him, if you like.

There'll be a vote at the end.

You might persuade the islanders
to let him stand trial on the mainland.

This is a f*cking... This is
a lynch mob. I'm not

going to join in
and legitimise it.

Then he'll die.

Today.....

is a lot,

isn't it?

A lot to process.

Some of you will
have just discovered a

loved one is a member
of The True Way.

There will be time to
address that... I promise.

But first, we need to
decide what to do about

Douglas Carrisford.

So we now know that
on the 1ˢᵗ September

last year, after an
argument with his

father, Cai Prideaux
came into contact

with the Reverend
Carrisford.

We don't know what took
place between them, but

some time later,
Douglas attempted to flee

to the mainland.

And there were no further

sightings of Cai
until a year later,

when his naked body was

found in the old
lookout shelter.

A post mortem
concluded that Cai...

froze to death.

Meaning he was still

alive when he was
locked in that shelter.

But a satellite picture
showed Mihangel

Pugh's car beside
the shelter at the time

of Cai's death.
Before he could be

questioned, Mihangel
kills himself. And

hours later, his
corpse is desecrated.

Then, earlier today,
Gruffudd finds Cai's

backpack at the
church and Douglas

stabs him repeatedly.

And as he is dying,
to stop Douglas

escaping, Gruffudd handcuffs

them together.

So....

the Reverend Carrisford....

saws off...

Gruffudd's hand.

He is quickly arrested by

Sergeant Narayan and
Constable Parry.

All right.

So....

let's leap forward to
Douglas's trial on the

mainland. What do we
think his defence will say?

Well....

they'll start off with some
character assassination.

Oh...

Not of Douglas.

Of Cai.

An innocent crush on

his babysitter will
be presented as

something grubby, sinister.

It's not relevant, sure, but the

deference's point is
to erode the jury's

sympathy for the victim.

Cai was already

in distress when
he arrived at the

vicarage. They might
say he wanted to hurt

himself. Douglas had
to intervene and Cai

was accidentally
knocked out. And they'll

hit that word
accident over and over

again, rooting it
in the jury's mind.

And then there's
the expert witnesses.

They will explain
how Douglas can't be

held accountable for
his actions. He was

in shock. By now Cai
has been passed on to

Mihangel. Why
didn't he check that Cai

was dead before he
dumped him in that shelter?

And the desecration
of his body was.

That was Douglas'
righteous rage

against Cai's m*rder*r.
Not the actions of

a guilty man trying
to deflect blame onto

an innocent group.
Because yes,

Mihangel was a
member of The True Way.

I wish I could tell
you that he wasn't. I

wish I knew why he
did what he did. But

you can ask any
member of The True Way

here today and
they will tell you that

Mihangel's actions
were no more reflective

of our faith than Douglas'
were of Christianity.

Oh, Oh. Then there's

Gruffudd. Ohhhh.... They
will talk about his

temper, about his drinking.

Why just the other
day he stormed into

Grace's bedroom and
punched a hole through

her wardrobe. The
next thing you know,

he's conducting illegal
searches. He finds

Cai's backpack
and then he att*cks

Douglas, who kills
him in self defence.

Why? Because Grace
has led everyone to

believe that there
is a... There is a

fanatical cult,
loose on the island.

Oho. Hehe. He's already
taken that excuse for a spin.

So now, he is handcuffed

to a member of a
cult. His body's survival

mode kicks in. And
that is why he sawed

off Gruffudd's
hand and fled.

Lie... upon lie.

Upon lie.

There was a time when
conventional justice

worked. When the objective
was to.... decipher.

Not to win.

I miss that time.

Don't you?

This is insane.

This is wrong.

One thing Heather
didn't mention.

The plan is to execute Douglas.

And I'm not talking
a lethal injection or

a g*n to the back
of the head. They're

going to throw him
down that pit. He will

pinball down and break
every bone in his body.

If he survives, he will lay

at the bottom and die a
slow and agonising death.

Like my son.

Like Cai.

That's kind of my point.

I think we should strive
to be better than the man

who k*lled Cai.

I'll tell you something
else you don't

want to hear.

Everything Heather just said. That
disingenuous, manipulative word salad.

It might be true.



Douglas has the right to
have it heard. As would you.

Regardless of
how well she sells it.

What Heather wants

isn't a more reliable
form of justice,

but a total rejection of it.

Because justice, it isn't just a

result, it's a process.

I'm not going to pretend
that the law is perfect.

It's like a dam.

There are cracks,
there are leaks. But

without it, we drown.

You're not here by choice, are
you Grace?

On St. Jory, I mean.

Grace's transfer here, is what's
called a punishment posting.

She reported two of her
colleagues for b*ating up a man

recently acquitted of
sexual as*ault. Why he was

acquitted? Because
his victim had a

previous conviction for
shoplifting when she was a student.

His defence argued

that made her testimony
unsound. That's

right, isn't it, Grace?

Remember... character
assassination?

I don't know. I wasn't on
the jury.

It wasn't his first
offence, though, was it?

There was a previous

att*ck that never
made it to trial. Or at

least that's what you
told a packed pub

the other night.

Suppose he

had been incapacitated
after the first

att*ck. What would have
happened to the second victim?

I'm not going to speculate

- about something I have...
- The answer is...

there wouldn't have
been a second victim.

Douglas!

The same question to you.

My God, what is wrong
with you?

Just stop.

- Douglas.
- Stop.

- Douglas.

Why did you come
to St Jory?

I'm not doing this.
I'm not doing this.

Grace
just said you should

have a chance to
put your case forward.

This is it.

Why are you here?

I fell in love with one
of my parishioners

where I worked before.
I've never made a

secret of that. But
it didn't work out.

So I came here
for a fresh start.

This woman you fell
in love with.

What was her name?

Rachel.

Rachel.

Something I've
always wanted to say to

you, Douglas. You
have a beautiful smile.

Now, how would I....
How would I describe

that smile?

I would say it was like...

a rainbow.

What, too cheesy?

Please.

Or have you heard that...

before?

Please. Please
don't. Don't do this.

These letters were
found in your house.

All of them signed... from Rachel

First, she's bemused
at you wanting

to communicate like
this and not by text

or WhatsApp. She
says she hates her

- handwriting.
- Please don't....

She talks about how
exhausting her family are.

About a film she saw.

About how much she
loves kissing you.

About how your
smile is... like a rainbow.

It's a typical love
letter, basically.

Old fashioned,
romantic.

Well, and then she
talks about how nervous

she is....

about going into
year eight.

Oh, no, not. Please
don't. Please. You're

making a mistake.
Don't do this.

After two months, her letters
become more graphic as

she describes having sex...

in your living
room. In her parent's

living room. Rachel was twelve

years old at the time.

Did Cai find these?
Is that why you

att*cked him? The church
knew, and they did nothing.

He was allowed to pack
his suitcase and come here.

Unless we act now,
Douglas will be free to offend

over and over again,
just as your r*pist did.

Can you see the pattern

yet of your failure of the laws?

Failure!

These men are
cancerous cells.

They cannot be cancelled.

They cannot be cured.
They need to be cut out.

When will you stop

protecting these
predators and start

protecting us?

All right, all right,
all right, all right.

Thank you. All right.

There will now be a vote.

No.

No. Don't do it. Please.
No. No. Please. No.

You have all been given a
stone.

If you think Douglas

should be handed
over to the police on the

mainland, I want you to

place your stone here.

If you think we should
deal with Douglas

ourselves, I want you to place

your stone here.

If there are more
stones on my right,

then on the left.
Douglas will be ex*cuted

in accordance with True Way law.

Thank you.

The votes are equal.

You're the last, Grace.

It's up to you.

You're dead.

You're f*cking dead.

Yes!

Yes!

Thank you.

That cannot have been easy.

Now, I want you all to go home.

Close your windows.

Close your doors.

Close your curtains.

For the next hour.

St. Jory belongs
to The True Way.

What's going on out there?

Have they done it?

They've taken him to
the Crowther's...

to be prepared, they said.

We did the right thing, Grace.

Who are you trying to convince?

There they are. My
two little psychopaths.

No. Turn around, go away. You're
the last thing we need right now.

Uh uh. We are doing this.

Look, you wouldn't
understand, okay?

I'm a father..

Literally shut up!

Sparfing in Elan doesn't mean
you can execute people.

And you? I don't even....

I look at someone's
laptop and I'm dead to you.

A f*cking mob wants to
k*ll the vicar and you're like,

let me know when
you're done, lads.

Hey!

Hey, where are you going?
I'm not finished with you.

I'm gonna
pack my bags, go to

the harbour, wait for
the storm to clear

and get the next
boat to the mainland.

Well, wait. Cause Lucy's
got something to tell you.

Go on Lucy.

It was me who told
Gruffudd to go to the church.

I'm in The True Way,
too. Well, I was,

but I was a nobody.

The original 30 families,
or whoever's left of them,

they're at the heart of it.

We just do what we're told.

I was meant to send
you to the church.

They didn't tell me
why, I swear. But you

weren't here. It's
just Gruffudd. So I

sent him.

You see
what this means?

The True Way knew
it was Douglas.

What? Any follow up
questions? Like how

long did they know?
Why didn't they tell you?

You can both hear me,
right? I am saying this out loud.

Good for them. They

are clearly better
detectives than we are.

Where'd you get this from?

It's from your
file, isn't it?

No, this page with
the Holly King...

Now, listen. You have
got to snap out of this.

I've been wrong my whole life.

I've supported a system

that allows
criminals to go free.

Heather's right.

If I can't promise Ian

that the man who...

Who k*lled his son

and assaulted a
child... will get the basic

minimum punishment,
then seriously..

what are.. what are we for?

I'm sorry that I wasn't
who you wanted me to be.

I wasn't who I
wanted to be either.

The True Way

prize the soul higher
than the body.

Grace! Don't.

They call it ruination,
but the preparation is

- exactly same.
- Don't do this.

First, the sacrifice is fed

Rowan berries... to
help them on their way.

Silas, what did
you say?

In folklore,

Rowan berries protect
travellers on their

journeys and stop
them from getting lost.

There were Rowan berry
seeds in Cai's teeth.

Ann said he must have
found them and eaten

them when he was
delirious.

He couldn't have. They
grow at high altitudes, not in

the woods where
Cai was. They're really

bright red. That's
where True Way

sacrifices get their
name from.

The Red King.

And all of that was in
your file?

Yeah, but
it's gone now. And

all this stuff was
added. This page about

apostates. That's
not mine.

Well, that's how we knew
the symbols of Mihangel's body

were wrong. So there
wasn't a link to The True Way.

Only two
people have come into

contact with this
file. Heather and... you.

I just hid it under my
bed. I didn't fiddle with it.

Besides, Heather's a...

mother superior. It's
gonna be her, isn't

If Cai was a sacrifice, then
what was he a sacrifice for?

I think it was to buy
Heather time.

The Nancarrow's

are the channel for
the four gods. The

gods speak through
them, but Heather's the

last one. And she
doesn't have any

children, so there's
no one to take over

when she dies. We
didn't worry though.

Heather was so strong
and fit, we thought

there'd be more
time to come up with a...

What? a succession plan? A
miracle?

Then she got ill. She
hid it, but we could see.

We asked the 30 families,
but they just say,

don't worry, we've got a plan.

I think they meant Cai.

I think we got played.

But if k*lling Cai

was to save Heather,
has anyone pointed

out to her that it
clearly didn't work?

Why did they need Douglas?
Is that her having another pot?

No. Douglas is an
execution, not a sacrifice.

There's a difference.

sh*t.

Douglas!

Hold him still.
Christ!

The lady's been sick again.

Why isn't she better?

She should be better.

Common man.

Wait. I need to check
if anyone's in here.

Okay?

I need to do something
about this.

Fine. But if you're thinking
about running away,

Douglas, this is
literally the safest

place on the island
for you right now.

Why don't we go
to the police station?

That is the first
place they'll look.

We will be fine here.
We just have to to

secure all the doors
and windows.

How long are we gonna be
here for?

Until we can contact the mainland
and call the cavalry, I guess.

Hey, we could hide
under the stage.

What?

Think about it. Every
room has a window so

people can see in.
But if we're under

here, then nobody
can see us.

And there's biscuits in
the kitchen, so we'll be all

right for a day or so.

And if somebody needs

to go for a wee, then
they can just go to

the toilet on all fours.

This is actually really heavy.

Widow's Veil 2018.

Wait, wasn't this one missing?

That's the police officer who

k*lled himself in
front of me.

That's Matt. Matt... Benfield.

Well, that can't be him.
He... he went to school with us.

And where
is he now?

I don't know.

He went to the mainland
a few years back.

That's him.

Trust me, it's not the
sort of thing you forget.

Matt d*ed in front
of me and I was

transferred to his
home.

That's not random.

One of the last
things he said was

'they just asked for
a name.'

What if he meant me.

My name?

But why bring me here to
the heart of it all? To solve

Cai's m*rder?

But. If... if it was

a sacrifice, why risk
me finding that out?

Heather said the votes
were even, so I had

the casting vote.

She lied.

More people voted not to
execute. Not many, but more.

She'd already lost. She didn't
need my vote.

Because this wasn't
about Douglas.

Remember what Silas
said? It's about ruination.

This whole thing
has been about me.

Getting me to vote
to execute Douglas.

To betray myself.
To ruin myself.

I was the next sacrifice.

The moment I put my stone
in that bowl...

I became the Red King.

Remember those Welsh cakes
you wanted me to give Grace.

I totally forgot.

But later, I was
hungry, so I had one.

But it was rank.

Now I know why.

It had Rowan berries in it.

To help Grace on
her way, just like Cai.

Anyway, she never
had them. Sorry.

I put some in her
drink this morning when

she collapsed. And I
didn't know about Cai.

Look at me.
Say that again.

I didn't know about Cai.

That was the higher
ups. What's left of

the 30 families.

They needed me after.

To give the Rowan
berries to Grace. And I... I..

I kept trying to feed
her. She probably

thought I was mad.

All this, just to save Heather?

Oh, you don't understand.

If she dies, we lose our Gods.

We... we become nothing.
Orphans. We become dust.

- My God.
- That's what they told me.

And you believe this?

Why would they lie?
They're my family.

I thought I was
your family.

You are you.

And you've been you
since you were ten years old.

You could have
asked me to join.

I didn't want to.

It was mine.

And you would
steal the show.

- I... I have to go.
- No, no. Winter. No. No.

No. No. No. Don't get in the
way. Don't interfere.

- Just let this play out.
- They k*lled Cai.

Your family. They
k*lled a kid.

Yeah...

To save something
so much bigger.

Did you think I'd be ashamed?

I was lonely.

We're all lonely.

I know this little girl.

This lonely little girl, we
can do something with her.

Come on.

Well, well.

Now, where are
you, little city mouse?

Check the other rooms.
Go on.

Is this where you're
hiding, little city mouse?

It was the right one of
them. Got me pumped in.

You're in there, aren't
you, little city mouse?

Squeak, squeak.

I can smell you. I
can smell your fear.

Lads, in here.

It's not about the vicar any more,
but I reckon you've worked that out.

The lady just wants
her little City mouse.

Do the honours, boys.

They're not here.

I saw them dart out of the back
door. You must have just missed them.

What?

...
Go.

Jesus.

You under there?

They've gone.

Thank you.

I won't hurt you.

Probably.

Cai was a sacrifice...
for Heather.

Are we actually saying that?

We don't know
for certain, but it's a theory.

He was.

And I was
her second attempt.

Really, f*cking long story.

Yeah.

Apparently Lowri gave you some

sort of... Rowan berry
smoothie this morning.

- Lowri's one of them?
- Yeah. Sounded like

it was a bit of a
shock for Winter too.

I don't know what
to believe any more.

And...

I'm losing my mind.

See, you need to tell me what

you did to Cai

or I'll walk outside.

I'll get the Crowther's back.

And I don't care what
they do to any of you.

I never touched Cai.

Nothing like that ever
happened. Ever.

He turned up at my house. He
was distressed. All of that is true.

Gruffudd had just told
him about you and Lucy.

But we talked... and
I calmed him down.

He was going to go home...

but I....

Before... he arrived,
I'd been looking at...

at a... Rachel's
letters.

They were on the desk.

Cai said he was
going to tell everyone. I

just.. I just... just
tried to. I tried to...

pacify...

him.

It really. It really was an
accident.

And then
I panicked. I tried to

get away. That didn't work.

And I was walking home and..

And I...

and I met Mihangel.

I swear to you, I didn't
know he was still alive.

If I did, I never would
have let Mihangel

take him. And he
took Cai's backpack. I

didn't see that again
until Gruffudd found

it. It definitely wasn't
in that cupboard.

Someone put it
there. And I want to

I want to explain
about... about Rachel and me.

Our relationship
was so... So utterly

authentic. It was
so real and gentle. It

was. It was actually
beautiful.

I have met so many men
like you and every single one

thought he was a
nice guy.

It wasn't a love story. You
r*ped a child. Now be quiet.

Ian, go home.

We've got this.

I should have let them k*ll
you. And not just for Cai.

You are such a hypocrite.

Cai was in love
with Lucy. And you...

you were f*cking her.

That's why Cai came
to me that day.

Heather, Mihangel, Gruffudd,

me and you.

We all locked
Cai in that shelter.

Owen, get Douglas
to the station and lock

him in a cell.
There's still plenty of

people who'd like to
see him dead.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna bring this to
an end.

She's not here.

Was it always going to
be Cai? And then me?

He was a gift.

When Mihangel

walked into that
vicarage and realised

that Cai was just unconscious,

he saw the opportunity
to save our entire faith.

So he brought him to me.

And we prepared Cai together.

And then Mihangel
took him to the shelter..

..while you waited for a
recovery that never happened.

Cai was soiled by his carnality.

We know that now.

So you came
looking for me.

- Someone like you.
- Someone to ruin.

And yet here we are.
So I'm guessing that

didn't work either.

Your body will serve
us just as well.

No, no, wait. Let's just
calm down a second.

I know you think
I'm a fanatic, Grace.

but I don't
understand you either.

I look at you.

At the chamber of your
heart, where faith should be.

I am shocked by
its emptiness.

Except I do believe
in something.

And I'm not alone.

Owen asked me earlier
what the plan was.

I said we just had
to wait for the cavalry

to arrive. Turns out
they were here all

along. I just had to
get your thugs out of

town long enough for
him to round them up.

That's a lot of
witnesses, isn't it?

But sure, go ahead.
k*ll me. Who knows?

Maybe it'll work. You'll be
the healthiest woman in prison.

Cutting it a bit fine,
weren't you?

I got everyone though, didn't I?

So what are we going
to do with the monsters?

Sit them on the ground,
put their hands behind their

heads. We'll process
them one by one.

So.. my mum's in
a cult, then?

Yeah.

How you doing with
that?

Not amazing.

You k*lled us.

You know that?

We were something
wonderful and you k*lled us.

I don't know how long
this is all gonna take.

Here.

Listen...

the woman I
love is still in there.

We're gonna find her, okay?

They're ready for you now.

I'm pleased to
tell you that having

completed their
inquiries, the IOPC have

concluded there is
no case to answer.

You are therefore
fully exonerated of

any wrongdoing.

Right... Sorry Sir.
What?

The situation on St.
Jory was.... supremely complex,

and we do not
believe it would be in

the public interest
to take any further

action against you. Now...

No this....

Do you know how
many people d*ed?

The whole thing was a f*ck
up. A spectacular f*ck up.

There had been a
degree of....

infiltration...

Into the police force
by associates of

Heather Nancarrow.

Mistakes were made,

but it doesn't do to dwell.

Gotcha. Sir.

Sergeant Narayan.

The situation on St.
Jory remains complex.

Now, the army have
minded the shop for the

last six months, but
what the island needs

is a return to some
kind of normality.

Most pressing is the
restoration of its police force.

You have gotta be kidding me.

St. Jory requires
a very specific...

tone of policing.

Now especially.

So what do you say, Grace?

Will you go back?