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02x02 - Episode 2

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "After the Flood". Aired: January 10, 2024 – present.*
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When an unidentified man is found dead in an underground car park after a devastating flood, PC Joanna Marshall is commissioned to investigate the truth of the man's death.

02x02 - Episode 2

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PAT: Mackie trained to be

a detective with your dad.

JO: 'What is he doing here, Pat?

He's bent.

'He's a k*ller, for God's sake.'

We three OK?

A man's been shot dead on the moors.

BABAK: Todd Drake - he's epileptic,

and he lived and worked

on Bornegate Farm.

Todd Drake was dead

before he was shot.

If he was shot after he died,

what was the cause of death?

Hey, police!

'Somebody needs to go

'in the ambulance with that one,

Xav Palmer.'

SOPHIE: Ban the burn.

There's a great big fire

up on the moors.

'Pat's just come to say Soph

and her mates are still up there.'

No! Argh! Hold onto my arm.

Both arms if you can.

MAN: Right, heading down!

Have they found someone else?

Fire's just about under control.

Have they found Sophie?

Don't think so.

You sure this is

the Xav Palmer fella, then?

Positive.

Another body on Benson land.

I mean, why here, near Todd Drake?

That's a shotgun wound.

Another shotgun death, Sir.

This is the man that gave you

and Deepa the slip yesterday? Mm.

Top policing, Marshall.

Commendation worthy (!)

Thank you, Babak.

Any connection between the victims?

Er, yeah. The farmer, Geoff Dixon,

pulled a shotgun on Xav Palmer

yesterday, threatened to k*ll him.

And Todd Drake lived and worked

on the same farm.

This Mr Dixon sounds like

a person of interest to me.

So, where is he?

No sign of Dixon when Forensics

were at Todd's caravan yesterday.

OK, well, find him. Now.

Speak to

the Fire Investigation team.

How did the fire start?

Was it accidental,

caused by the Bensons' heather burn?

Or was it deliberate,

the k*ller covering their tracks?

Two murders in two days.

It's gonna spread quicker

than the bloody fire,

so we keep a lid on this, yes?

The identity of the victims

stays with us, understood?

BRADLEY AND BABAK: Yeah.

Good.

Jo, liaise with uniform

about the teenagers on the moor.

I wanna know as soon as

they've been found and interviewed -

who was here, what they were doing,

and what did they see?

Yeah.

And while we track down Geoff Dixon,

I'd like to know if

these two victims knew each other.

So if there is a connection,

find it.

Pat.

Sophie, thank God for that!

How is she?

She's a bit shaken up, but she's OK.

She got separated from her mates

in the panic and lost her bearings.

But they're gonna check her over.

What about the girl I found, Izza?

I've seen her. She's banged up,

but she's all right.

What were they doing up there?

I can't get anything

out of them, so

Oh, Soph, are you all right? Erm

Listen, you won't be able to talk

to me and Pat officially

because we're family,

but you'll have to give a statement

when you're ready, yeah?

Hey, what's this

about another dead body?

Who told you that?

Fluttered my eyelashes at a fireman.

So is there a serial k*ller or what?

Can we just not spread any rumours?

Cos we're trying

not to panic everybody.

Who is it? Who died?

It's It's nobody that you know.

You just take care of yourself,

all right?

What were they doing

on the moors at 4am?

They're teenagers.

You know, we did stupid stuff

when we were their age. Sorry.

Listen, what's all this

about you been outsmarted

by the second m*rder victim?

Who told you that?

Babak texted me.

Oh, my God. I just

My head was spinning.

It was all that stuff

with the commendations,

and then you texting me

every four seconds.

So I messed up, all right?

All right, all right! Sorry.

Look, before all this kicked off,

I was gonna do

some more Mackie stuff.

These are coppers that your dad

and Mackie worked with.

They're all retired now.

Do you know any of them?

No. No, I don't think I do.

Why don't you ask my mum?

She might remember. Yeah.

Just careful what you say.

All right.

No, I know, I understand,

Mrs Clifford. No, it's scary.

Right, close your windows

if you're worried about the smoke.

Yes, yes. So they're only

evacuating the houses

closest to the moors

as a precaution, OK?

MRS CLIFFORD: 'OK. OK.

Well, we'll give that a go.'

All right, then. You stay safe now.

OK, bye-bye. Bye for now.

Bye for now.

Hi, hello!

I promise you she's not been

in that thing all morning,

just most of it.

I'm up to my neck

with calls about the fire.

And what's all this

about another body?

My lips are sealed.

So it's true, then.

Er, right. Right, where the hell

have I put my keys now?

Oh, hey, would you? Shh, shh.

Will you have a look at this

for me quick?

Erm, names of old coppers.

Could you help fill in the blanks?

Yeah.

Oh, my

SHE CHUCKLES

I've not seen these names

in a while.

Er, right. Nige, Nigel Lynwood.

He lives in Spain now,

on his fourth wife.

Jim B. Oh, right.

Yeah, that'll be Jim Baxter.

Oh, he died just after Bren,

actually.

Tempo God.

Bren did not like him.

No?

No.

Who's he?

PHONE BUZZES

Sorry. Molly Marshall.

ON PHONE: 'It's Mrs Barnes.'

Oh, hello, Mrs Barnes.

I've spoken to the street-cleaning

department about the graffiti.

I promise you,

I'll keep pushing them.

OK? Bye-bye.

Oh.

Bye, bye, bye.

SIGHS

Those bloody red Xs.

Right. Where were we now?

Tempo?

Fraser Tempest.

Yeah, Bren thought he was

a bit of a liability, actually.

Mackie weren't keen, either.

Liked to drink.

Er, got in the way

of a few cases, I think.

Took early retirement.

Is he still local?

Ish. Hang on a minute.

I might, erm

I might have his details in there,

actually. There you go.

Right, I've got to go.

I've got to get over to Tony's.

He's not answering

his bloomin' phone.

Bye-bye. Bye-bye, beautiful.

Bye-bye. So,

what are you asking me for, anyway?

Mackie'll tell you more than I can.

It's a surprise

for Mackie's birthday.

I'm getting

some of the old-timers together.

But I won't invite Tempo.

All right. I've gotta go.

See you later. Bye!

FRONT DOOR CLOSES

Oh, hello. What are you doing here?

Where's Tony?

Oh, he's, er

He's upstairs fretting

about Donna moving back in.

I've offered to give the tideline

another coat

while he's fannying about

with his council stuff.

You see, I'm nice like that.

He's a good dad.

Yeah, well, he couldn't cut in

to save his bloody life. Erm

Just wondering, do you fancy

meeting up for a drink later?

I mean, er, just be nice

to catch up properly, you know,

on what I've missed.

PHONE RINGS

Molly Marshall.

Yeah, hello?

Thanks for painting, Jack.

Was that Molly? Yeah, she's

she's outside on the phone.

Erm, meant to ask, I went over

to Uplands after our chat yesterday.

Who's the, er

Who's the fancy brunette

in the yoga pants calling the shots

and waving her clipboard around?

Sounds like Harriet Benson.

What, flood wall Harriet Benson?

Haven't seen her in years. Didn't

she have the landscaping company?

No, I don't think so, she

she runs the Crossdale Estates now

with her dad, Alan.

Bit of an eco-warrior, actually.

But, no, I suppose, er

Well, she might be consulting.

Who bought Uplands after you, then?

Er, it was a company

called Horion Developments.

But you'd have to ask

the liquidators.

Well, no-one you know, at least, eh?

That's got to be good.

Ah!

Oh, there you are.

I've been trying to call you

all morning.

Yeah, you and half of Waterside.

Yeah, and the other half

have been calling me.

So, a fire, another body,

what's next?

What's next is another flood.

Oh, no!

Yeah. We're due heavy rain later.

The problem is, you see,

the burnt moorland

will increase run-off,

make the chance of flooding worse.

Let's hope the flood wall

does its job.

Right, so, come on, what's the plan?

Well, I'm gonna go down

to the police station

CHATTER FADES

Bye, then!

'A second m*rder investigation

has been launched in Waterside

'after the death

of a man in his 40s.'

BABAK: Who told the press?

Sure you didn't text them?

Is there any sign of Geoff Dixon?

He's not at the farmhouse.

Car's gone.

SHE SIGHS

Really hope

he's not the third victim.

How do you figure that?

Well, Dixon said that criminals

have been targeting the farm,

ditching construction waste.

He seemed to think

that Xav was involved.

What about Todd Drake?

Well, Todd could have links

to the same g*ng.

They get in over their heads,

Dixon witnessed something

Dixon is not a victim.

He's a suspect.

He pointed a shotgun at Palmer,

threatened to k*ll him,

and now he's done a runner.

Mm

DOOR OPENS

Interim pathology report.

So, both victims likely shot

with a 20-bore shotgun,

but get this - both shot

when they were already dead.

What?

So what k*lled them?

Let's have a look.

OK, so, Todd Drake

suffered a blow to the forehead,

unlikely severe enough to be fatal.

Cause of death

still to be established.

We're not gonna know

for a while yet.

What about the abandoned Transit van

found near Todd's body?

Has the blood on the dashboard

been tested?

We're waiting on the results.

We should chase it.

That could be Todd's.

Excuse me if I don't jump

at your suggestions right now.

No, no, no, she's right.

We should chase it.

Xav Palmer stabbed repeatedly

with a long, thin object -

they think a shard of metal

or a tool -

then his body moved to the ditch

and shot.

It's unclear whether it was before

or during the fire.

So both bodies are moved

to the moors. Why?

And why sh**t them both

after they're dead?

The guy's angry, unhinged.

k*lling them wasn't enough.

Wanted to keep inflicting damage?

Yeah, maybe,

but Xav was stabbed to death,

and Todd's got

no obvious lethal injury.

Why the inconsistency?

Have we found any more connections

between the two?

Nah. Chalk and cheese, these two.

Todd Drake had a quiet life,

by all accounts.

Lived and worked on the farm

for a couple of years.

Man of God, no criminal record.

Had a long-term girlfriend

who died two years ago - leukaemia.

Xav Palmer is a

well, an unemployed dr*fter.

Bit of a Bit of a wrong 'un,

by the sounds of it.

I mean, his mam was in bits,

but even she didn't have

much nice to say.

Had a few girlfriends according to

her, but she only knew first names,

so Lynn's trying

to get the surnames and ID them.

So, Xav's crooked,

but Todd's a churchgoer.

Doesn't sound like someone caught up

in organised crime to me.

Yeah, yeah, but even so,

both men shot postmortem

with a shotgun.

Something's got to link them.

Yeah.

BABAK CHUCKLES

Geoff Dixon!

Hm

PHONE CHIMES

Any news from the teens on the moor?

Not yet.

Some of them went straight home,

some to hospital.

It's proving quite hard

to wrangle all the parents.

What? What is that?

This is everywhere.

Doesn't look like you're trying

to arrest him to me, Marshall.

BALSARA: "Keep a lid on this,"

I said.

"The victims' identities

stay with us."

And now there's a video

of you online,

looking like you're about

to smooch one of them!

Why didn't you cuff him?

I was about to,

but his thigh wound had re-opened.

So I-I covered him

while he put a dressing on it.

I looked away for one second,

and he took off!

We're getting calls from the press

wanting a statement.

This is the last thing we need in

a double m*rder investigation, Jo!

I understand. Who posted it?

It wasn't me.

Well This is not the first time

you've been caught

in an awkward situation

with a suspect,

only for them to end up dead.

You've got no idea

what you're talking about.

If you'd not let him escape,

he might still be alive. Babak!

Excuse me.

Jo. A word?

We've just seen the CCTV

of you and Xav Palmer.

Oh, is there anyone who hasn't?

Look, Deepa tells me he was talking

about you and dating apps.

What was going on with you two?

Nothing!

Babak's telling everyone otherwise.

And Deepa, apparently.

Look, I'm only asking

out of concern.

I know how personally involved

you can get with these things.

Are you really questioning

how I do my job?

Just remember who you're talking to.

I've gone out of my way

with these commendations

to clean up the mess you made.

I can just as easily make it go

another way.

A bit of gratitude

wouldn't go amiss.

Get f*cked, Mackie.

DOOR OPENS

DOOR CLOSES

Why are you talking to Mackie

behind my back? I wasn't!

I was getting a bollocking

for losing Xav at the hospital.

He was making me

go through it all step by step.

At the end of the day,

Mackie's on our side, you know.

He defended you

when there was gossip

about you and Lee Ellison,

didn't he?

He's always got our backs.

Just

Just don't get too close, yeah?

What are you doing here?

I'm seeing Mackie for this community

safety meeting this afternoon.

You all right?

Yeah.

Actually, do you know

of any other landowners

complaining about ill*gal waste?

Hm.

Tony?

Oh, it's rife,

but the, er the council

won't do anything about it

until it's impacting public land.

On a privately owned farm,

we've got no jurisdiction.

Yeah, well, that seems daft.

Ah, there there's Mackie.

Oh. Bye, love. See you later.

Yeah, bye.

Jo?

MACKIE: Hi, Tony, Molly.

Thanks for coming in.

You all right?

Yeah, fine. Lynn's come through

with a list of Xav's girlfriends.

We've got Lucy Hampson,

Abigail Midford, Donna Rower

Donna Rower?

What? Do you know her?

I know of her.

That was her dad just now.

He's a councillor.

Yeah, Donna lives

in temporary accommodation in town.

She's been there

since the floods last year.

All right, we'll start with her.

You're with me now.

Why?

Bit of space between you and Babak

might not be a bad idea.

Don't let the stuff

with Xav Palmer bother you.

I've done far worse myself.

And Babak,

he's just threatened by you.

Young lass on the team, showing

him up, getting commendations.

Yeah, well, he can keep them.

I don't like the attention.

I don't think

he uploaded the video, though.

I know he has his moments,

but that would be career-ending.

I mean, anyone could've done it.

Don't waste your energy.

You know the bloke Babak mentioned,

the one he said

you got close to last year

was that Lee Ellison?

Yeah. How'd you know?

Just locker-room chatter.

You know how it is.

Did you hear Balsara?

"Smooch".

BRADLEY CHUCKLES

I mean, who the hell says "smooch"?

THEY LAUGH

'Donna, when was the last time

you saw Xav?'

Take your time.

We know this is distressing.

DONNA SOBBING,

EXHALES SHAKILY

SNIFFLES

Erm

He was here yesterday.

He'd stayed over but overslept

and left in a rush.

OK, and that was the last time

that you saw him?

No. No, he came back later,

looking for something.

But he had this gash on his leg,

and he he wouldn't tell me

how he got it.

But it needed dressing,

and then I'd run out of bandages,

so I I told him

to go to hospital.

I couldn't get any sense out of him.

It's all right. Just take your time.

Do you know what it was

that he was looking for?

I really don't know.

I'm sorry, I can't do this.

I can't

OK. All right.

Erm, is there somebody

that you can call to be with you?

Your dad, maybe? Yeah?

If there's, erm

If there's anything you remember,

or you notice something's missing,

just give us a call. Thanks.

You all right?

Donna, is that from Xav?

So Xav visits Donna,

then I see him at the farm.

He goes to hospital, does a runner,

comes back to Donna's

looking for something,

then I see him at the chemist,

and he does a runner again.

What do you think

he was looking for at Donna's? Mm.

The note on the fridge, by the way,

Xav signs his name with an "X".

What does that remind you of?

Paint your initial all over town,

to what end?

Yeah. I don't know about that bit.

But if not,

then what's it all about?

Fire service has just found

a shotgun on the moors.

Armed Response says

it's the same gauge

as the one used on both victims.

Should be getting confirmation

as to who owns it soon.

Fraser Tempest?

Uh-huh?

Pat Holman.

I'm a detective in Waterside.

Off duty, obviously.

I'm setting up a local support

network for retired coppers,

and I was just wondering if you had

a minute for me to pick your brains?

Er, I'm off out in a minute.

Can you leave me your details?

Yeah.

Do you keep in touch with any

of the lads that you served with?

Not really.

You took early retirement, right?

Yeah. Fancied a change.

School caretaker now. Suits me.

Look, being in the force

is a tough line of work.

I wasn't cut out for it.

I heard it was like

the Wild West back then.

Aren't you a bit young to be setting

up support groups for old-timers?

Oh, it's a

it's a subject close to my heart,

cos my father-in-law was a copper -

er, Bren Marshall.

Oh, yeah. I worked with Bren.

Good man.

Mm.

I remember his little girl.

He was always bringing her

to the station,

sitting her at his desk.

She is a detective now.

And we're married.

Separated, er

I tell you what,

why don't you come in for a minute?

Thank you.

Do you have kids yourself?

Mine are all grown up now,

with kids of their own.

Enjoy it while it lasts!

How old's the little one?

She's just had her first birthday.

We had a big party for her,

not that she had any idea

what was going on.

Mackie was there, actually.

I heard that you didn't quite get on

with him and Bren.

You mind telling me what happened?

What makes you think

anything happened?

Sorry, I-I didn't

I thought this was about ex-coppers?

It is. It is.

A lot of the old boys who retired,

t-the same stuff keeps coming up.

You know,

the stress and the pressures,

the things that they saw,

the things they were made to do

Enough of

the "retirement group" crap.

What is this really about?

OK, look

..I know Mackie hates you.

That's why I'm here.

And I've been doing

their dirty work for years

but not any more.

Me and Mackie are solid.

Always have been.

Well, I've heard differently.

And the way that you reacted

when I brought Mackie's name up

I need you to leave. Now.

Let's just forget about this, OK?

You came looking for trouble,

not me. So

..Pat Holman,

of Leafield Avenue, Waterside

..I suggest you leave now.

Please, don't say anything

to Mackie.

Yeah, they came round.

I said to him,

"She lives with a detective."

Pat'll talk to her, anyway.

PAT HUMMING

I don't think she saw owt.

Speak of the devil.

Hey! Come here, you.

Yeah. Where have you been?

Driving this little monster around,

trying to get her to go to sleep.

But no such luck.

I thought she slept well in t'car?

Can you put the kettle on, Kel?

Er, where are your manners?

Will you put

the f*cking kettle on, please?

EVE COOS

They're staying here until Keith

gets out of prison in a few days.

And I am counting down the hours.

Can we trust him?

Keith? I wouldn't trust him

with the washing-up.

But he'll keep his mouth shut,

if that's what you mean.

Right. What's going on with Jo?

She's fine. Why, what's happened?

I thought these commendations

would draw a line under everything.

Apparently not.

She's knackered, stressed.

Eve's teething. New job.

Now's the time to tell me

if we have a problem.

There's no problem, really.

PHONE RINGS

Now, then.

Is that right?

OK. No, no, no.

Thanks for the update.

Speak soon.

Here we go. Back to Daddy.

I trust you know

what's best for your family.

SIGHS,

FRONT DOOR CLOSES

I'll be increasing patrols

in and around Waterside,

and street lighting will be

reinstated temporarily overnight.

Now, a member of the team

will be available to talk through

any concerns you may have

between 8am and 2pm,

Monday through to Thursday.

And they will be supported

by your local councillors,

Tony Rower and Molly Marshall.

Now, we've got a short window

for any questions. Yes?

Is there a serial k*ller

in Waterside?

Has all this graffiti

got anything to do with it?

You say it's on my land,

so it's my problem.

Well, now it's on your land,

so you can deal with it!

Everybody, just stay seated.

Hey, get off me!

Hey! Argh! Oh, God. Argh!

Geoff Dixon, you're wanted

in connection with the murders

of Todd Drake and Xav Palmer.

You do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention

when questioned something

you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say

may be given in evidence.

After you lot left, I drove

to The Black Horse in Brackenwell

and made my way through several

pints and half a bottle of vodka.

BABAK: Not exactly the smartest move

after what happened

on the farm yesterday.

I was upset. Todd and I

had worked together for years.

Do you think that Todd could've been

involved in anything criminal?

CHUCKLING: Todd? Not a chance.

What about Xav?

Oh, I didn't know the guy!

Why'd you have your shotgun out?

Security. Bloody fly-tippers.

Oh, look, I

I wouldn't have used it!

Go on, tell him!

We went through this yesterday.

If you and the council

had taken my complaints seriously,

we wouldn't be in this bloody mess.

Littering isn't really at the top

of our priority list, Mr Dixon.

This is not just a few crisp packets

and f*g ends!

This is commercial waste!

LAWYER: Mr Dixon, please.

Tons of it! And I do not have

the money to clear it up!

This is the only crime

where the victim takes the hit

and pays to clear it up.

And the people behind this,

they are nasty b*stards.

And they are raking it in,

and it is not going to stop!

And nobody gives a toss!

Calm down. And that's before you get

into the flooding every other year.

My flock is half the size

it used to be

because the land

is not fit for grazing.

I don't have any money for bills.

I don't have any money for food!

And my best worker,

my bloody friend, is dead!

Mr Dixon, we know that you're upset.

But you did employ one of these men

and threatened to k*ll the other.

So we just need to make sure

everything's nice and clear

for your statement, OK?

Good. Right, er The Black Horse.

Is there anyone to confirm

you were there?

It was karaoke night.

I did Agadoo, then I did Wannabe.

A room full of people witnessed me

butchering a modern pop classic.

But you can ask any of them.

And then the landlord, Neil,

he put me to bed on the sofa

for the evening.

KNOCK ON WINDOW

He's got alibis

all night long, apparently.

Well, it makes sense

because the shotgun

they found on the moors isn't his.

Then whose is it?

It's from the Crossdale Estate.

Bloody hell. What, Alan Benson?

No.

Harriet?

You hadn't noticed the g*n

was missing?

Not until you called us.

I'm spinning plates here -

running the organic farm,

the foundation,

keep the place from crumbling.

Jo Sorry.

DC Marshall, DS Bradley,

this is my dad, Alan Benson.

Nice to meet you.

Now, let's move

this shotgun business along.

I'm meeting with

the fire investigators at five,

find out what started

the g*dd*mn thing.

The sooner we can get word out

that it wasn't our heather burn,

the better.

I think a stolen shotgun

is worth a bit of our time.

How can we help?

Erm, do you keep this locked?

Of course we do.

Well, there's no sign

of forced entry,

so whoever it was had the code.

We're gonna need a list

of everyone who has access.

If both of you could have someone

to verify where you were, then

Two murders on our moorland,

then the fire,

and now a shotgun's been stolen.

Are we being set up or what?

Did either of you know

Todd Drake or Xav Palmer?

Wasn't there a Xav

that was a loader here or something?

I think there was a grouse beater

called Xav.

Last year, year before.

I'd have to check.

I take it they're the dead men.

And you think Harriet's shotgun

was used to k*ll them.

Well, the g*n's with Forensics now.

Why did Xav stop working here?

No idea.

We don't know every casual employee

on the estate.

Have you had any problems

with ill*gal waste

being left on your land recently?

Only as much as any landowner.

Ah, here's Peter,

our estate manager.

One more thing -

when did you last see Xav?

Look, I barely remember the man.

Now, if you have any more questions,

you can put them to my lawyer.

Harriet, give them some turnips.

Who knew "give them some turnips"

was a euphemism for "f*ck off"?

THEY CHUCKLE

Fraser?

Fraser? What's all this?

FRASER SIGHS

Files, notebooks, tapes.

Stuff I took with me when I left.

It's all yours.

I thought you and Mackie were solid.

I said that because I'm terrified

of the man

and so should you be.

I know, Fraser.

He's got me, too.

I looked the other way.

I took backhanders.

But I'm a coward,

so I kept my mouth shut.

I want to bring him down.

I just need help.

FRASER SIGHS

What's Mackie got on you now?

I'm not bloody telling you!

You see, that's what he does -

he finds your weakness,

and then he uses it against you.

I didn't want to put my ticket in.

But it were that or prison.

And I'm a coward like you.

Well, I'll hand myself in

if I have to.

Will you, though?

Can you really do it?

Because I thought I could too.

You got those

from the station, not me.

If he catches you snooping around,

you are on your own.

He won't think twice

about doing whatever it takes

to save his own skin.

BRADLEY SIGHS

Balsara is not a happy bunny.

No solid suspect,

no links between victims.

And the only lead we have right now

is a shotgun

that wasn't even used to k*ll them.

And I've just spoken

to Fire Investigation.

They've ruled out controlled burning

as a cause of fire on the moors.

Oh, well, that's one thing

off the Bensons' plate.

So what caused it?

They don't know.

But arson is still on the cards.

My niece was one of the teens

on the moor.

She's been banging on

about heather burning.

Hopefully, uniform can get something

out of her and her mates.

Listen, erm I'm sorry for prying

earlier, about Lee Ellison.

It was the last thing you needed

when you're having a sh*t day.

Yeah, don't worry about it.

Fancy a pint? My treat.

I would, but I I can't.

Another time?

OK. Well, if you ever need to talk

about Xav or Lee or

well, anything really, I'm here.

And I could do with the distraction,

to be honest.

Empty nest syndrome's a b*stard.

JO CHUCKLES SOFTLY

I'll see you.

See you.

PAT ON PHONE: 'I was convinced

that Fraser was gonna call Mackie.

'But then he shows up

with all this -

'case files, interview tapes.'

There's money-laundering schemes

with no cash to show for it,

drug-farm raids

with not much in the way of drugs.

All signed off by Mackie.

'What, so you think he was stealing

evidence? Drugs, cash?'

Maybe. I mean,

there's no evidence of corruption.

It's all circumstantial,

but I I can't look at it

at work now anyway without it

all being flagged to Balsara.

SIGHS

I mean, look, there's another one.

2012, teenager, Saskia Bale.

Burglary. All the evidence goes

missing whilst she's in custody.

Charges are dropped.

Well, er, let's see

what else we can find on her

and anyone else in there.

Yeah, and there's

there's, er, tapes.

'What kind of tapes?'

Interviews conducted by Mackie

and your dad.

'I've I've only started listening

to one of them, though.'

OK. Er, send me an audio file.

You sure?

Do you think I can't handle

listening to them?

'I don't know.

You've You've had a rough day.

'I don't wanna do anything that's

gonna send you over the edge.'

I'm fine. I'm fine. Are you?

Not really, no. I mean, you didn't

see the way Mackie looked at me.

Even if Fraser hasn't said anything,

that doesn't mean he's not onto us.

It's fine.

I'll sort things with Mackie.

Right.

'Right, got to go.'

Just send me that audio, yeah?

'Yeah, OK. Bye.'

That's new, isn't it?

He's very good, isn't he?

If you say so.

Hello, sweetheart.

What are you doing up?

There's someone outside.

They were at my window.

Stay here.

Dad!

SHOTGUN c*ck

LEAVES RUSTLE,

EXHALES

SIGHS

Thought it was your night off.

There's more to do here

than there is at home.

Sarah still in London?

Yeah. Turns out, being an MP

is more full-on than being a copper.

Mackie

..I'm sorry for having a go earlier.

PEN CLATTERS

The commendations,

they just brought up everything

that had happened.

And I All this stuff

with Xav Palmer, you know?

Sorry.

You were having a bad day.

You took it out on the wrong person.

Let's move on.

So, what did happen with you

and Xav Palmer?

I helped protect his modesty.

He got the better of me.

HE CHUCKLES

That's it.

All right, forget about it.

I'll shut down the office gossip.

And embrace the commendations.

What you did last year

should be celebrated.

There's a bright future for all

of us if we can just stick together.

It's OK. You don't need

to give me the sales pitch.

I'm not gonna say anything.

I've got too much to lose.

And you know

you were my dad's best friend.

You've been there my whole life.

We're family.

Mm.

A f*cked-up family, but, yeah.

You know,

ever since your dad died

..I've felt responsible for you.

Make sure you were taken care of,

that you were happy.

And your mum, too.

God knows she deserves it.

But I miss you

..what we had before.

Look, and I know

it's gonna take some time

for you to think of me

like you used to, but you will.

I know you will.

Thanks for seeing me, Mol.

I found out I got screwed

over the Uplands deal.

Basically, my investors

pulled out of the deal

at the last minute,

left me drowning in debt,

so, erm, I had no choice

but to declare bankruptcy.

And then today, I find out

that those same investors

bought back Uplands

from the liquidators.

Forcing me out,

so that they could, er

well, snap it up for peanuts.

Oh, my Is Is that even legal?

Well, I mean,

the original investment

was made pretty much on a handshake.

You know, gentleman's agreement.

Oh, that was your own fault, then.

Well, maybe a bit.

But, I mean, I needed the money!

Anyway, I checked out

who owned the parent company

that was dealing with all of that.

Turns out, it was Alan Benson.

Sounds to me

like a cut-throat business.

I'm sure you've done similar.

You're supposed to be on my side!

Well, can't Sarah Mackie

help you out?

You know, girlfriends

in high places and all that?

That ship's sailed long ago.

Actually, not not so much sailed.

It sunk.

So is it all over

between you two, then?

Yeah, I'm done chasing

other men's wives.

Devoted the best years of my life

to all of that,

what with my business schemes.

And what have I got to show for it?

Sod all.

CHUCKLING: Oh, come on.

You'll be back on your feet

in no time. You're a survivor.

Like a c*ck.

No, I don't know. This last year -

what with losing Uplands

and everything else -

I've just realised that, er

..I just want something more

for my life, you know?

Just want something real.

Oh, bloody hell!

Jack Radcliffe

trying to find himself.

You stop with the jokes, please?

You know, I'm talking here

about my bloody feelings.

Anyway, when I came back

to Waterside, I realised that, er

..well, there was one person

that I really, really wanted to see.

Who?

You, for God's sake!

I think the world of you, Mol,

always have.

There. Right, now I've said it.

Done.

Well, don't just sit there,

say something! Oh, shut up!

SIGHS

PAT: 'Hiya. Here's the interview

'with your Dad and Mackie

I told you about.'

SIGHS DEEPLY

'I'm Detective Sergeant

Bren Marshall,

'presently stationed

at Waterside Police Station.

'Also present

is Sergeant Phil Mackie.

'I'm interviewing Tommy Haddon.

'Tommy, can you give your account

of events from the morning

'of the 22nd of June'

SPEECH FADES

What's this about you

being caught on candid camera

with one of the victims?

Oh, God. I just keep thinking

if I'd taken him in,

he might still be alive.

No, Mum, please don't watch it.

Hang Is that Xav?

Did you know him?

Yeah, I did.

You know the grief counselling group

I go to?

Well, he's been coming there

these last few months,

talking about losing his dad.

He was He was devastated.

Xav went to grief counselling?

Did you talk to him much?

No, not really. Sorry.

Aw. He's dead? Poor bloke.

Mm. So he was the one dating

Donna Rower, weren't he?

Mm. Yeah.

I, er

I saw you and Jack last night.

CHUCKLES

Yeah. Is that a problem?

Well, I've gotta be honest,

I didn't love it.

Are you two,

like, a thing now or?

No! I don't Oh, I don't know.

Can I not just have a bit of fun?

Yeah. Sorry.

You're right.

There wasn't a, erm, Todd Drake

at that grief counselling group,

was there?

Yeah. There was a Todd.

Don't have a surname, though. Why?

Did his girlfriend die of leukaemia?

Yeah. How do you know that?

Todd's the other m*rder victim.

No!

MOLLY GASPS

Right, well, in that case, it's not

a random k*lling spree, then, is it?

So, hang on, Xav and Todd went

to the same grief counselling group.

Did they know each other?

Yeah. They were They were mates.

They met there, I think.

They always sat together.

And I think Xav

would stay at Todd's,

you know, when they'd had a skinful.

Which I always thought was a bit odd

cos they were so different.

There was a sleeping bag

at the caravan.

So Xav wasn't sneaking

around the farm,

he was just going back to Todd's.

He had a bag! Oh, he had a bag.

He must've dumped it

before Dixon caught up with him.

Thank you, Mum.

OK. Bye, love. Bye. Bye-bye.

OK, the quad bike chases Xav

into here, and he has the bag.

But when he jumps over

that half door down there,

it's gone. He doesn't have it.

Sam.

It might be

Yeah, here we go.

JO EXHALES

Hang on.

What is it?

What the hell were they up to?

Whatever it is, it went wrong.

Xav k*ll Todd?

Yeah, but why?

And if he did, then who k*lled Xav

with the same shotgun MO?

Maybe things went wrong,

Todd got k*lled, and then Xav knew

they were coming for him next.

PHONE CHIMES

Oh, Forensics.

OK, so, Xav and Todd definitely

both shot with the Benson g*n.

Wiped down one thumbprint

on the barrel - not Xav or Todd's.

And it's not someone on our system.

Do either of the Bensons

have fingerprints on record?

Do we really think Harriet

or her dad could be murderers?

More likely, the fingerprint belongs

to one of their employees. Mm.

Oh, wow.

Someone clearly thinks

they're to blame.

CAR DOOR OPENS

CAR DOOR CLOSES

Thanks for coming, Phil.