06x08 - Closed Ranks 2

[bunniefuu]

SAM: Copycat m*rder?

CARTER: I've heard of
identical methods before,

but never k*lling them
in the same place.

MALE: Jason Villers.

He was a probationary constable
at Hadfield training college.

Otty was strangled.

This person was more
than likely hanged.

LEO: I'll be one hour.

Two at the most.

THERESA: You've got to go now?

Yeah, I'm afraid so.

OK.

Well, you better go, then.

LEO: I would have said that
Otty's burn was antemortem.

SAM: And Villers'
was postmortem.

LEO: Yeah.

How's John?

That's what I wanted
to talk to you about.

He d*ed.

HARRY: Uh, seems that John
was injecting intravenously.

Did you know?

STEPH: No.

What the hell is going
on in your head, Gabby?

It doesn't matter.

What's her problem?

I'm not sure, but it's
to do with Jason Villers.

[crash]

[theme music playing]

The door was
locked from the inside.

She's the girl you mentioned
to me on the phone, is it?

Yeah, that's right.

She was making sure.

So what made you think her
and Villers were an item, then?

Just something she said.

Lover's tiff?

She kills Villers?

No. Not a chance.

She couldn't even
have lifted him.

He was over 90 kilos.

Poor kid.

After all she'd been through.

Well, she couldn't live
with what he did to her.

An animal.

I used to see
rapists all the time,

when I was in
the prison service.

I never could get
past what they'd done.

I don't think we should
tell them about that.

Yeah.

You're right.

It would have been her
passing out dinner this week.

Must have been something
pretty monumental

for her to do
something like that.

You don't think she
was out of her depth,

training to be a constable?

No, no.

She was going great
g*ns, no problems.

One officer k*lled,
another committing su1c1de.

What the hell's going
on, superintendent?

Well, we're not sure
at the moment, sir.

But we will be.

We're sure this is
su1c1de, aren't we?

It's my colleague's body,
but that's what it's looking like.

I want this cleaning up
as quietly as possible.

I know you'll both do your best.

I think that the Villers m*rder

was a copycat
deliberately designed

to put us off the scent.

Well, it worked for a while.

For it to be so accurate,

someone must have
known the exact details.

Yeah, possibly.

I'm going to take another
look at the Otty file.

See if there's something
that makes more sense, like.

CARTER: Would you like
a federation representative,

Alex?

No, sir.

Why would I want one?

I see you're
hoping to fast track.

Yeah.

That's what I'm hoping for.

Oh, I'm sure you'll do it.

The force and
your trainers here,

they're all saying
great things about you.

Well, that's a
good to hear, sir.

Your dad must be proud.

I hope so.

Is there anything you
don't like about the job?

Not really, sir.

I think you'll find
every policeman has

something he's not happy with.

Yeah.

I suppose, if anything,
I'd like the law

to be a bit more on our side.

Y'know?

Mm-hmm.

Do your colleagues
feel the same?

Some of them.

What about Gabby Langton?

Jason Villers?

Jason was far more
liberal in his beliefs.

Mm-hmm.

And Gabby?

I'm not sure.

I didn't know her that well.

Did you know that
the two of them

were, uh, seeing each other?

No, sir.

Did you ever have a
relationship with her?

No, sir.

I'm here to work.

Right. Right.

Still no Leo?

Yes.

Busy.

THERESA: About time.

Theresa, I'm really sorry.

I'm going to have
to do this autopsy.

OK.

Sam doesn't want anything
to do with it because she

discovered the body.

I'm sure we'll find
something else to do.

Come on, Cassie.

Let's go and amuse ourselves.

Where are you going to go?

Does it really matter?

Well, I mean, are you
gonna meet anybody?

Meet anyone?

Like who?

Like someone from work?

I'll see you later, Leo.

No.

I didn't know she
was seeing Jason.

Neither of them mentioned
anything to you, then?

No.

Does it surprise you?

Yes.

Why?

Because for the past 10 weeks,

I was having a
relationship with her.

We kept it very
much under wraps.

We didn't want it to
affect our time here.

But I'm sure somebody
must have worked it out.

So I've told you before they do.

Mm-hmm.

What was Gabby
Langton like as a person?

She was... she was like
a kid who'd been let out

for the first time.

Before she came here,
she lived with her parents

in a small village.

She hardly ever drank.

And her big thrill was a
local church barn dance.

Here, she... She let
her hair down a bit.

Was she depressed
about something?

You and her have
a row or anything?

No.

She wasn't ditching you?

- No.
- Or you her?

No.

Well, why would
she k*ll herself?

I don't know, sir.

I mean, she had a
good record here.

Three days' time, she'd have
been out there doing the job.

Three days.

You must have noticed something.

I mean, you don't just
throw it all away just like that.

I didn't notice anything, sir.

I'm sorry, Cassie.

This hasn't been
much of a trip for you.

I don't mind.

Cheer up.

There are incised
wounds to the flexor

aspects of both wrists.

The wound to the left wrist
measures 3 centimeters.

How long have you
known Richard Dyer?



There was a m*rder.

It was one of my first.

He worked on it.

Well, we've turned
up with something.

And I tell you
what, he's not going

to be very happy about it.

What?

Well, I'm checking on
comparison on the Otty case, right?

And a name comes up.

One of Dyer's men?

Sgt. Ron Allan.

You have to be firm.

They must know
you'll take no nonsense.

PHILIP: Now, Sgt. Allan
was Jason Villers' trainer.

It turns out they were in
some sort of fracas in the pub

weekend before he was k*lled.

So what's the connection?

Well, Allan was best man
to the custody sergeant

at Wilson Green, which is where
the Otty investigation took place.

Now, the sergeant, a
bloke called Lewis Walters,

could have gathered
all the details

and passed them over to Allan.

You're right.

He's not going to like that.

How long have you
known Sgt. Lewis Walters?

Quite a while.



You see him regularly?

Quite regularly.

Did you see him during
the month of April?

I'm not sure.

Probably.

May?

June? July?

I will have done.

How many times?

I don't know.





So you don't see him
every Saturday afternoon

for a couple of pints before
going to the match, then.

Yeah.

Usually.

Did you ever discuss with him
the details of Michael Otty m*rder?

No.

You never discussed it at all?

I don't know.

Possibly.

What if I was to tell you
that Sgt. Walters has already

admitted to me that he
talked to you about the case?

I had nothing to do
with Villers' death.

Nobody's saying you did.

Look, Ron, you and me, we've
both been around the block.

Now, you know as well as I do,

there's two ways
we can deal with this.

You keep insisting
you knew nothing,

and the whole thing gets
blown out of all proportion.

Or, you tell us
what you do know,

and then we'll start from there.

What do you say?

[buzzer]

SERGEANT: When w*apon
is empty return to rack.

They would have found out about
me and Gabby sooner or later.

You don't know that.

Shouldn't have told them, Ben.

What does it matter?

Look, what's the
matter with you?

Do you really believe any
of us wanted this to happen?

Villers broke the rules, not us.

It was out of order.

But he wasn't.

He wasn't out of order.

He didn't break the rules.

What are you talking about?

Leave it, Alex.

Trust me.

You don't want to know.

So what did you
think of Villers?

Not a lot.

You didn't like him?

No.

Even though he helped you
out during that fight in the pub.

He just didn't fit in with
the rest of the class.

So you weren't that upset
when he turned up dead, then?

I was very upset.

Well, you see where I'm
coming from, can't you?

I wasn't the only one
that didn't like Villers.

No?

Who else?

Half his class thought
he was a bit of a prick.

Yeah, but half the class didn't

have details of the
Otty m*rder, did they?

Yes.

What?

They all knew.

I was highlighting how to
approach a m*rder scene.

To make it a bit
more interesting,

I told them a
few details that...

Perhaps I shouldn't have.

I had this child in yesterday.

Burn marks all over her back.

Cigarette burns.

This bloke who
lives with her mother

said she'd fallen
on the electric fire.

It was the third time she'd
been admitted in two weeks.

I can't believe I was
the only one who noticed.

HARRY: What happened?

They arrested them both.

Mother must have
known what was going on.

What's wrong?

If it's about the other night...

No.

That was great.

I thought so.

We got the toxicology
report back from John's PM.

And?

He was pumped full
of dihydrocodeine.

I was going to ring his GP.

Why would you want to do that?

Because he was getting
them from somewhere,

and I have to do a
report for the coroner.

You knew he was taking
the dr*gs, didn't you?

Of course I did.

I'm a doctor.

Did you prescribe them?

John was in a lot of pain.

A shoulder injury.

He had to have something.

So you did prescribe them.

Once or twice.

Is that all?

Yes.

This was in his pocket.

It's one of your prescriptions.

And it has your signature on it.

Look, Ben, you couldn't have
done anything about Gabby.

It was Villers' fault.
She just couldn't

live with what happened to her.

Is that what you think?

No.

It's not what I think.

It's what happened.

Wrong.

He didn't r*pe her.

What?

Villers didn't r*pe her.

She lied.

No.

I saw him coming
out of her room.

She was in there,
skirt around her ass.

She'd... she'd had a few too
many and got carried away.

But there was me.

She just said it so she
didn't seem like a slapper.

It was all too easy for her.

She knew how we all hated him.

But you said... you...

You told us...

Because that's what I thought!

But she made the whole thing up.

Christ.

Stupid, stupid bitch.

That's why she topped herself.

I suppose it were.

She must have already
guessed what happened to Villers.

I think she knew it was us.

But he'd done nothing wrong.

He'd done nothing wrong.

Look.

Look, it's all right, OK?

We'll sort it out.

- It's all right.
- How?

Are you going to
turn the clock back?

Listen to me...

He's gone, and we did it!

We'll sort it out, OK?

We'll sort it out.

What are you
going to do with it?

I dunno.

It was the first one
I'd given him in a while.

If they didn't find this one,

then I doubt they'll
connect it to me.

And if they do?

You know I'll be struck off.

I need you to help me here.

You want me to destroy it.

Well, nobody'll
be any the wiser.

And it means nothing to you.

LEO: Hiya.

What are you doing here?

CASSIE: Got bored
of waiting in your room.

Well, you should have
gone out somewhere.

The idea was that we
went somewhere together.

Apart from a whirl
around the London Eye.

Look, I'm...

I know you're sorry.

It really isn't
good enough, Leo.

It couldn't be helped.

Just like it couldn't be
helped when you only

managed a couple
of hours in Sheffield

when I thought I was pregnant.

Theresa.

She knows all about it.

I've got to have
somebody to talk to.

Cassie, one second, please.

Theresa, this has just
been about bad timing.

It's nothing to do
with bad timing.

It's to do with you living here and
me and Cassie living in Sheffield!

All we asked was a few days.

Cassie's been looking
forward to it for weeks!

And so have I. What do we get?

A couple of hours.

The rest of the time, you're
away playing with your cadavers!

While you're away playing
with your work colleague.

What?

Well, isn't that who
you've been to see?

That's what this
whole trip's been about,

as far as I can make out.

Oh, this is ridiculous!

For you information, he was down here
watching some rugby match or something.

And we didn't see him
because I didn't think

it would be fair on Cassie!

And what about me?

Quite frankly, Leo,
the consideration

you've shown me
has added up to zero.

So I don't know why you
think you deserve any from me!

No.

He r*ped her.

He was the type.

The look in his eye, everything.

He didn't do it.

She told me.

Look.

It's not totally screwed.

The good thing is,
nobody else knows.

Only us three.

And there's nothing to
connect us to Villers' death.

But they know it
was a copycat job.

Allan was questioned
all afternoon.

If he's told them he gave
out details of the Otty case,

it'll take them two
minutes to find us.

Yeah.

But there were 14
other people in the class.

And I'm golden balls.

So you listen to me and you
do as I say, and we'll be fine.

We should just come clean.

We didn't mean for him to die.

Well, he did.

All he had to do was
sign his resignation.

But he wouldn't.

Stupid bastard.

And, OK, we got this one wrong.

But it'll never happen again.

We acted as judge and jury.

Judge and jury.

Where are you going?

Out of here.

He's going to come clean.

Well, then we all go to gaol.

Manslaughter.

We could get manslaughter.

No.

We falsified evidence.

We even tried to
implicate somebody else.

And we're training
to be police officers.

We're going down
for a very long time.

[phone ringing]

That is, unless we
do something about it.

Hello?

Oh, hi.

Sure.

Love to.

OK.

See you there.

Bye.

Look, Shaun, I've got to go out.

But you've got to speak to Ben.

Make him see sense.

OK?

He's not going to.

Listen, you've
worked on the inside,

and you know
what they'd do to us.

So you speak to him.

We always knew it
would be hard, living apart.

But you succeeded in making
it harder than it had to be.

That won't happen again.

I promise.

It won't.

Promise.

I'll make it up to you.

Starting from now.

It's too late.

We're catching the
train home this evening.

Oh, no.

Please, don't.

You've just accused me
of going with another man.

Oh, no, I haven't.

I was being stupid.

I was... wrong.

Wrong?

I was jealous.

Well at least that's something.

Oh, go on, stay.

I'll give you a
night to remember.

That isn't going to
solve our problem.

No.

No, I'll solve the problem.

It's me. I promise.

Would you rather we separated?

Good God, no.

No.

You don't want that, do you?

I just needed to hear
you say you didn't, either.

I don't.

So, stay?

I don't know.

Stay, and we'll talk
everything through.

OK.

Thank God for that.

You found it.

Yes.

Sorry I'm a little late.

Oh, no problem.

I'm just glad you could make it.

There's someone
I'd like you to meet.

What, we're not eating alone?

No.

Professor Ryan is joining us.

What the hell are you doing?

Waiting to see the commandant.

You've gotta think
this through, Ben.

I've thought it through.

The commandant's out, and
I'm waiting here till he gets back.

I want to see him now.

Get this over with.

Just listen to me
for five minutes.

I said we should have
come clean from the off.

Sh.

Look, I don't remember that.

What I remember is you
shouting that Villers r*ped your girl.

If me and Alex
hadn't been there,

you'd have torn
Villers limb from limb.

And then there'd only be
one person on the rake now...

You.

So just, at least, listen to me.

Come on.

Come on!

If there's any one
law, that's Dyer's law.

It was Alex that whipped us up.

You know he
always hated Villers.

For him, it was personal.

Ah, but it was
personal for you, too.

Don't blame it all on him.

I wouldn't have done it if it
hadn't have been for Alex.

He's crazy.

He thinks he can run
the service single-handed.

He's a bloody good cop.

In two days, he'll be out
of here, policing the streets.

Alex is just what
this country needs.

Our society...

I mean, not only this
country, but all over the world...

Is allowing the minority
to have the biggest say.

And it's making it very
difficult for the police

and the majority.

And this had just got to change.

It's a bit like the situation we

have at the moment with regard
to this Jason Villers business.

There's no doubt that it's
very bad news for the college,

which is made even worse
by the fact that Carter believes

one of our own probationers
may be responsible.

You obviously don't?

No, no, no.

There's not a chance of
one of them being involved.

But if it gets out that our own
people are under suspicion,

then someone is going
to make capital out of it.

Unfortunately, there's not
a lot you can do about it.

Oh, I don't know about that.

I've had a word with Carter.

He doesn't want to see the service's
reputation damaged in any way.

But if his investigation
leads him back to Hadfield?

Listen.

I don't want him doing a lot
of damage and then realizing

he's backed the wrong horse.

That's all.

I'm sure he's
very aware of that.

Can't you see what will happen?

Are you blind?

Feed us to the wolves.

And can't you see what will
happen if we don't come clean?

They'll hound us down like dogs.

If we admit it, they
might just go easier on us.

They're gonna get to us.

You know that as well as I do.

Ben.

You could be right.

I know I'm right.

Just, let's talk to Alex first.

Try and make him see sense.

If there's two of us, he
might realize it's the only way.

But we've got to give him a
chance to come in with us.

SAM: You obviously
knew Jason Villers.

Yes.

He was in my class.

SAM: Must've been a big shock.

Mm.

Yes, it was.

So you'd also heard
details of the Otty m*rder.

How do you know that?

Oh, I keep my ear to the ground.

I just thought it was
rather ingenious,

the way someone
had tried to make

it look like a copycat m*rder.

Mm.

Very ingenious.

They didn't just quite get
the details right, though.

Well, let's hope they get
caught before they have time

to learn from their mistakes.

[phone ringing]

Sorry, I should've
switched it off.

Better answer it, then.

Alex?

Listen.

Ben is set on coming clean.

But I've bought some time.

I've managed to get him
to hold off till the morning.

I lied, telling him we
could all go in together.

OK.

Um, I'd better
speak with him, then.

I don't think it'll
make any difference.

ALEX [ON PHONE]:
Yeah, we'll see.

Listen, um, I'll speak
to you when I get back.

Then we can go
through it properly, OK?

Bye.

Problems?

Not really.

But, um, I wonder if
you could excuse me.

Why?

Oh, there's just this fellow
at the college who's got,

um, problems with his papers.

I promised I'd help him out.

So I...

You think we can excuse
him, Professor Ryan?

Of course.

Thanks.

Bye.

This Villers business is hardly
fair on the other probationers.

Your son seems to
be coping very well.

Oh, he's a good boy.

He can handle most things.

Yes, I'm sure he can.

Ben?

We need to talk.

There's nothing to say.

Just open the frigging door.

Leave me alone, Alex.

I've made up my mind.

I'm going to see the
commandant in the morning.

If you want, you
can come with me.

If not, that's up to you.

Thank you.

I'll do this.

Sam, I'd like you to do me a
favor and talk to Phillip Carter.

He'll listen to you.

He respects you.

What is it you'd like me to say?

I want you to steer him
away from the college.

Don't give him anything which
might send him in our direction.

I can't interfere with
his investigation.

Oh, I'm... I'm
not asking you to.

Just make sure there's
nothing else at your end

which points to the police.

The service gets bad
enough press as it is.

But one of our own
k*lling our own...

The damage could be irreparable.

Thank you.

Sam, I saved your career once.

It's not a lot to ask.

What do you want?

I just want to talk to you, Ben.

Put an idea in your brain.

An idea that you
weren't even there.

You had nothing to do with it.

I strung him up with you.

I was there, all right.

No, just cut it
out of your mind.

We'll never mention it again.

It's over.

Ben, look.

They can't charge us.

To charge somebody,
you need evidence...

Proof... and there's none.

Think about it, Ben.

What if she hadn't been lying?

What if he had r*ped her?

What then?

Would you still want
to give yourself in?

No, I don't think so.

This is all I've
ever wanted to do.

My father told me this was
the greatest job in the world,

and he didn't lie.

- So please.
- Just get out of...

Alex, just get out of the way.

Get of me, Alex!

[yell]

[HUSHED] Sh.

Shut... shut... shut up.

Shut up.

Ben, shut it!

[muffled yelling]

Ben, shut up!

Quiet.

Did you speak to him?

Yeah.

Last night.

And?

Yeah, I think I
talked him round.

Nobody could catch us.

And I explained why.

Is he going to keep
his mouth shut?

Yeah.

Yeah, I think so.

Sam.

I found out where John Pinson
was getting his DF118s from.

Then put it in your report.

It's not as simple as that.

He was getting them from Steph.

His wife.

I found a prescription
in his belongings.

What have you done about it?

I told Steph.

What did she say?

Nothing, really.

Well, the police will
probably pick it up.

It's not there anymore.

She'll get struck
off if it comes out.

So what are you going to do?

That's what I came to ask you.

What am I going to do?

I can't advise you on that.

Just be sure you can
live with your decision.

Anybody know where
Constable Manning is?

POLICEWOMAN: Professor Ryan?

You're over in the
accommodation block.

Again?

Thank you very much.

Well, I think this might
give us all the answers.

So you'll be back this weekend.

I will be back this weekend,
emergency or no emergency.

And not because you think
I'm seeing someone else.

No.

There is always
another option, though.

I could pack all this in
and come up with you now.

Leo!

I'm serious.

I don't know if it's really me.

I don't know if I fit.

Well, don't do it just because
you think you'll make me happy.

Five days a week, I mark
books and shout at kids

who don't want to learn.

I'm not loads of
fun then, either.

Well, that's not
how I remember it.

Hm.

- Bye.
- See you.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I guess you being
here means something.

Yeah.

I don't know what.

It could mean the
end of my career.

Or mine.

Thanks.

I'm sorry I got you involved.

So am I.

Did you...

Did you...

Did I sleep with you because...

Yeah.

I didn't even know he
had the prescription on him.

Take care of yourself, Steph.

One m*rder. Two suicides.

It's not very good for
a police training centre.

You can see the
headlines, can't you?

It could be worse.

One su1c1de, two murders?

I'm not convinced
Manning k*lled himself.

Well, he left a note, a message.

One you can't even get
a handwriting expert on?

Sam.

Sam.

Don't even think of
making this worse.

There were fresh cuts and
bruising on Manning's body.

Either he was involved in
a fight just before he d*ed,

or he's a fully paid-up member
of the Marquis de Sade club.

I need this to be
a su1c1de, Sam.

We can get our press people
to deflect it away from us.

A lover's tiff?

I can't say it was su1c1de
if I don't believe it was.

No, I'm... I'm not...

I'm not asking you to.

I... I just want you to be
fully aware of the situation.

That's all.

The press can be very
damaging when they want to be.

We both of us know that
if it hadn't been for me,

you wouldn't have
a career today.

They'd have eaten you up
and spat you out 15 years ago.

What's that got to do with this?

No, I'm just saying...

Just making a comparison.

I made a mistake.

I got it wrong.

I'll always be very grateful
to you for what you did.

Don't get carried away, Sam.

I'm the last person
that wants to see

a thing like this made public.

I just think that you should
be aware of the havoc a thing

like this might cause.

Professor Ryan!

You're here because
of Ben Manning, right?

Yeah.

So what happens now?

What about?

Well, the body.

What... what happens to it?

Well, it'll be taken
to the mortuary,

where there'll be an autopsy.

And then it'll be
released for burial.

Why the sudden interest
in forensic pathology?

You made me interested.

So the evidence.

What about if there is any?

What happens to that?

It's sent off for analysis.

Straight away?

Virtually, depending on
the time of the autopsy.

I suppose it's all bagged
up, kept safe, secure.

That's right.

Those, uh, trees in the woods...

Are any of them silver
birch, do you know?

Silver birch?

Sorry, I haven't a clue.

Could you find out for me?

I suppose so.

Now?

Well, the gardener said that there
are a couple around here somewhere.

But if there are, it beats me,
because I don't know an oak

from a hedge, I'm afraid.

So why is it you want to find
this particular type of tree?

Can't you guess?

Something to do with
Jason Villers' death?

Precisely.

Well, what?

Splinters of silver birch
were found in his feet.

Do you think Ben
Manning committed su1c1de?

Yes.

It would make sense.

I think you're right.

Looks like someone's been
having a barbecue over here.

Sir.

You need to see this.

The message was sent from
Gabby Langton to Manning

the day she committed su1c1de.

Manning k*lled Villers because
he thought he'd r*ped his girl.

Well, it's a bit of a stronger motive
than taking her out for half a lager.

But there was
someone else involved.

Yeah, it looks like it.

Let's see what
Mr. Manning's body gives us.

What's he doing here?

Oh, orders from Assistant
Chief Constable Dyer.

Special request for his son.

Cuts and bruises to the face.

Could have been
caused by a fight.

There are tiny strands
of fabric in the mouth,

as if there's been some
cloth in there at some point.

Possibly a gag.

There's further bruising on the
chest, as if someone's knelt on it.

Some bruising to the hands.

There is what looks
like skin tissue lodged

under the fingernails of
the index and middle fingers

on the right hand.

These could
belong to the victim.

Or there's a change they
could belong to the assailant.

We'll send them off
for analysis tomorrow.

LEO: No copycat
m*rder this time.

Nope.

They tried it once before,
but didn't get away with it.

Besides, this was a
different sort of k*lling.

You think it's the
same k*ller, though?

Yeah.

You're being very cagey.

I think I had dinner
with him and his father.

You had dinner with
someone you think is a k*ller?

Yes.

Have you told Carter?

I don't have any evidence.

DYER: I'm not going
to mince my words.

These past couple of
weeks have been hell.

But crime is our business.

Hadfield can stand
the shock waves.

Because I am convinced
that when the truth comes out...

And it will come out...

It will be proven that this
college has no connection

with these terrible events.

I do not believe
there's an officer here

who could be party
to such a horrific crime.

But before I continue, I
would like a minute's silence

in memory of our
dead colleagues.

Jason Villers.

Gabby Langton.

Ben Manning.

You went to see her.

Yep.

You're comfortable
about what you did?

I hope so.

I... it doesn't feel
right at the moment.

No.

But it might in the future...

For both of you.

Someone once covered for me.

For you?

Mm.

It was a long time ago.

I gave details of a
case to a reporter.

I was taken in.

If it had gone to press,

the person responsible for the
crime would have walked free.

Someone pulled some
strings, got me off the hook.

You've just made
that up, haven't you?

I wish.

I'm going to make a move, Alex.

OK.

Enjoy yourself.

But remember, you need to
look presentable tomorrow.

Dad?

If I ever disappoint
you, I'm sorry.

I never wanted to.

I know.

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You won't find it.

It's already gone to the lab.

I heard you say tomorrow.

I lied.

Well, isn't that
a little bit stupid?

Because now,
somehow, you're going

to have to go and
get that tissue back.

It's too late.

No, I need you to
get that tissue back.

I can't.

I can't do anything about it.

It's over.

It can't be!

You won't hurt me, Alex.

And even if you do, it's
not going to solve anything.

You need to go to the police.

You need to talk to Carter.

That's what you need to do.

I... I can't.

It's not that easy.

You've no choice.

What do I tell my father?

H... how do I tell him?

I can't. I can't.

I can't tell him.

Tell him the truth.

Just like that.

Yes.

Why did you do this?

Hm?

Why did you set me up?

To bring it to an end.

But you didn't act alone.

You couldn't have
moved Villers that easily.

Someone had to have helped you.

Nicholson, maybe?

Where did Manning fit into it?

Mm, nobody else was involved.

Nobody.

I k*lled... Manning
and I k*lled Villers.

Just me.

Your decision.

Ben was looking forward
to life as a police officer.

He wore his uniform with pride.

And I know that
all he wanted was

for him and his fellow officers
to make this a better world

for us all to live in.

The next song
was Ben's favorite.

And his parents
requested we play it.

CARTER: Didn't
expect to see you here.

I was curious.

Dyer says he acted on his own.

Is there any proof otherwise?

No.

I hear Richard Dyer resigned.

Well, he couldn't really
stay on, could he, huh?

Oh, dear me.

You know what?

I reckon, if the cards had been
dealt differently, young Dyer,

he would have
made a good copper.

I think you're probably right.

I'll see you around, eh? Thanks.

Ali spoke to you.

Why haven't you done anything?

No proof.

So that's that?

Maybe not for you.

If you can live with it, Alex
has given you a second chance.

Make sure you use it well.

But...

It's a second chance.

Not everybody gets one.

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