01x03 - Episode 3

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It's mostly women who
listen to my podcast...

..which I don't find weird at all.

Here we have an IC3 female...

..abrasions sustained antemortem,

as well as several sustained
in the hours following death.

This is what we fear.

There is extensive distoid
bruising to her neck,

a pattern consistent with
manual strangulation.

Maybe not consciously,
but it's there...

..from the moment we
realise we're vulnerable.

That he could if he wanted to.

The chances of being
m*rder*d are small.

But the shadow that is
cast by the threat of it,

that's so vast...

..that we don't even
know we're living in it.

My name is Riz Samuel,

and I chase the
darkness for a living.

Mum?

How did you know she
was in the lake?

She was in the lake?

How did you know?

She told me.Mum...

I don't know what else
to say to you, Ember.

Did she drown?

Poor Amy.

No, it wasn't Amy.

It was... It was Riz, a podcaster.

Oh, my God! Riz? You knew her?

She came here.Why?

Who would hurt Riz? Mum, why?

She saw my ad.

She wanted to talk to Amy.

Did she?

I couldn't get into her space.

Did she ask any questions about...
about Mack? About me?

A couple of things.
Why? Oh, Jesus Christ, Mum,

you have to be the least
perceptive psychic ever.

What is going on, Ember?

I think she was
investigating Mack...

..in relation to
Amy's disappearance.

No. Why would she do that?

He was seeing her.
He was with her the...

..the night that she disappeared.

Well, that doesn't mean anything.

The police don't think
he was involved, do they?

The answerphone messages.

What?

I left her messages.

Saying what?

Where are you going?!

Ember!

Could you sign in, please?

Tag this one, please.

Have you recovered
the victim's phone?

Pair of EarPods,
two charging cables,

but no actual devices.

Where are your gloves?

In the case.

Put them on! This
b*stard's not walking free

because you've got your
grubby hands on her stuff.

The human remains recovered
from the lake yesterday

have been confirmed as those

of award-winning
investigative journalist,

podcaster and
activist Riz Samuel.

Riz was best known for her Girl,
Disappeared podcast,

as well as her tireless campaigning
for the rights of women and girls.

Although a cause of death has
not yet been confirmed...

Who did this? ..there
is tangible shock here

that Riz may have become a
victim of crime herself.

When a high-profile figure dies,
they belong to everyone.

They're everyone's sister,
everyone's daughter.

That's a lot of people invested.

And they're all waiting on
us to deliver them justice.

Alpha Team,

I want you investigating
the victim's life.

Her work, her friends.

Bravo Team, you're
going to be looking at

the 2007 unsolved
disappearance of Amy Knightly

that Riz was investigating.

We think she may have had
a copy of the case file,

but we haven't found her laptop,

so we don't know exactly
what she did have.

The theory at the time
was that Amy ran away,

so the case file
is painfully thin -

statement from a friend,
statement from the parents,

but no evidence of abduction and,
crucially, no suspects.

We are going to work on
the theory that Riz Samuel

knew something about this
case that we currently do not.

What was it?

She was also investigating
an active sexual predator.

Surely that's more likely
to have provided the k*ller

with a motive than a cold case?

Yes, Alpha Team are
going to pick that up

as part of their remit.

Well, maybe it should
have its own team.

I was intending to run this
investigation, DC Manning.

Sorry, I thought I was brought
onto the team for my insight.

There you go. C Team.

You're a two-man army working
the sexual predator angle,

after I've used your insight
into Russell Knightly.

Well, I'd never even
heard of the podcaster

until you mentioned her.

You can't have been best
pleased she was making

a podcast about your daughter.

Not really, no.

But what can you do?

Did she know about your affair?

I have no idea.

Why don't you ask your colleague

if she's been spreading
her lies about me?

Can you tell us where you were

between the hours of


and 8am Monday morning?

Well, I was at home
with Imogen, mostly.

Mostly?I went for a walk
to the ridge around nine.

Riz Samuel was staying
near the ridge.

Well, I didn't know that.

So you didn't go and
have a word with her?

No.

So...

..you have an incomplete alibi

for the window when
Riz was m*rder*d...

..and a motive to k*ll her.

You see, I think the truth

is like a little sh**t

pushing up through the
soil to the light.

My job is just to clear
its path, and wait.

It's the person trying to stop
it that has the harder job.

They're fighting against nature.

Hello?

Hi. Is Gregory Blake there?

Er, who is this?

Could I speak to him?

Well, he's not here.

Could you tell me if he is
the owner of a Nissan Navara,

registration number LG10 HPU?

Don't call here again.

Hey, Manning.
What are you doing in here?

Just trying to get some space,
actually, Hitch.

I was literally saying last week

how I would k*ll to
be on m*rder Squad

and, bingo, here I am.

Charlie Team.

My mum's going to blub.

I don't think Morgan
quite intended for C

to stand for Charlie,
but whatever.

So I was listening to one
of Riz Samuel's podcasts,

and she mentions
that she uses a PI.

So what if that's the
guy with the truck

that we caught taking
photos at the boat hut?

Maybe we could track him down.

How?

I thought you might
have clocked his reg.

No, why would you think that?

It's the sort of thing you do.
You're a bit like RoboCop.

Well, I didn't.

No?No.

Hey, good thinking, though.

Yeah. C Team.

So, what, we're just going

to walk up to Sheena
Ashby and say,

"You sure you won't tell us
who Miranda's baby-daddy is?

"Because now we think he might
have k*lled Riz Samuel"?

Or we could just ask Miranda.

Can we come in?

Miranda, you have no idea how
glad I am to see you awake.

Everyone has been worried sick.

There's a collection at the pub
that's raised over a thousand quid.

For my funeral?

Do you mind?

Oh!

She's so perfect.

Take her with you if you like.

Wish I'd got rid.

Have they arranged for
you to speak to anyone?

About what?

About everything.

The baby. The fall.

I'm not keeping her.

Pub's no place for a baby.

Miranda...

It is really important that

all the decisions that you make
right now are really yours.

Sometimes it can be... hard to tell.

..the final movements of
podcast journalist Riz Samuel,

whose body was discovered
in Hap Lake yesterday.

It's believed that
Riz was staying...

Did you ever meet Riz?

You kick a wasps' nest,
you get stung.

There is some speculation

that this might have
involved the 2007 unsolved...

You did know that she
was trying to find out

who the father of your baby is?

No.

She thought...

She thought he'd abused you.

He didn't.

I don't know...

..whether he knew about Riz or not,

but if I'm to rule him out
of this m*rder investigation,

then, I...

Miranda, I really need
to know who he is.

I can't tell you.

Because you're scared he's
going to get in trouble

for having sex with you underage?

No, because...

..I don't know who he is.

I like having a good time.

Stop the violence!
No more silence!

Those who do not return

to class face a
fixed-term exclusion,

something we will have to
include in any reference

that we write for you.

Yes. Very much food for thought,
ladies and gentlemen.

Stop the violence!
No more silence!

Stop the violence!
No more silence!

I'm DC Ember Manning.

This is DC Hitchin.
We wanted to talk to the students

about the m*rder of Riz Samuel.
Seems they've got a lot to say.

This isn't about the m*rder.
It's about being out of class.

And making a point about a few
incidents of silly behaviour

we've had from the Year 11 boys.

Silly behaviour?

Hormones, etc.

I'm DC Ember Manning
and I'm investigating

the m*rder of Riz Samuel.

f*ck the police.

Do you know what?

Riz's m*rder is your business.

And it's related to all of the...

..shitty behaviour that you're
expected to put up with.

I don't believe for a second

that every man is capable
of hurting a woman,

but we are living in an
incubator for the ones who are.

That is just a fact.

Now, anyone knows anything...

..any information
about Riz Samuel,

then we want to know.

But trust me, you have been heard.

Thank you.Good.Right.

Well, you heard the
lady police officer.

Anybody with any information,
come forward.

Otherwise, back to class - now!

OK, just come over here if
you have any information.

Where's Hannah?

She's ill.

What kind of ill?

Um, stomach, I think she said.

Yeah.I am begging you,
do not go into crime, girls,

cos you are really
bad at bullshit.

You'd better go in.
I think he might be a stroke risk.

Get back inside.

I'm sorry, Ember.
About the photo.

Hannah said you were stressed
about me sending it to Riz.

Oh, no. Just...

..in case she got the wrong idea.

Well, I hope Hannah managed
to get her to delete it.

Though I don't suppose
it matters now.

Yeah. Yeah. Take it with you.
Take it with you.

Hannah?

Hannah, what's wrong?

Everything.

Did you go to Riz's place the other
night when you left here with Troy?

What? No.

No, you have to tell me the truth,
Hannah. You can't lie about this.

I am.Did you go to speak
to Riz about the photo?

No!Did you and Troy
go to that house?

No!Because I will find out,
Hannah.

Stop! You really think that
we did something to her?

No! No, of course I don't.

You think that my dad
k*lled Amy and I k*lled Riz?

Do you think that everybody
is a monster, Mum?

Or is it just the people that
you're supposed to love and trust?

I'm so sorry. I don't know
what's happening to me.

I just want my dad.

I just want my dad.

Look, I'm sorry.

Oh, Hannah, I'm sorry.

And because they're older
and you're younger,

you can't really see it.

They make you feel special,

but only when you're doing
the things they want you to.

Phone company have sent over.

Riz's phone bill,
but we've excluded numbers

from family and friends.

This number comes up repeatedly

on the day she was k*lled.

Can I borrow your phone?

I'm not going to wait around

for the phone company to
tell me who it belongs to.

DC Manning's phone.

Anyone there?

Hello?

Is anyone there?

For any person to be
m*rder*d is a tragedy.

For it to happen to a woman
who dedicated her life

to protecting others...

m*rder squads under Morgan
have a higher success rate

than under any other DI
in the North of England.

Right. He's proper.

So, to Riz Samuel's k*ller,
I say this...

..we will find you.

We will bring you to justice.

Of that you have my
cast-iron guarantee.

I'll also say this.

If any person is
aiding the k*ller...

..covering for them,

hampering this
investigation in any way...

..I will come for you too.

Now I shall take
some questions. Yes.

Can you give us a
timeline of events?

Miss Samuel's body was recovered

from the lake two
days ago at 4:21pm.

We are awaiting forensic tests

to determine how long she may
have been in the water.Ember?

Excuse me.

I saw you arguing with Brad Ashby.

I'm a police officer.

I don't have to speak to you.

No, you don't. But you
spoke to Riz, didn't you?

I heard the recording.
I recognise your voice.

My car's over there.

Why don't we get out of here?

Look, I know you're scared,
but you reached out to Riz,

so I also know that you're brave.

Can I see?

It's OK.

Are they his fingermarks?

Brad?

He was just looking
out for his brother.

Liam Ashby did that to you?

Because you told Riz about him?

Not his name.

Rosie...

..I'm going to need you
to make a statement.

No.

No.

What do you think he'll do

if he finds out I've
spoken to the police?

Nothing.

Because he's going to go to jail.

And you can promise that?

Are you still seeing him?

Rosie, once a man has put his
hands around your throat,

the chances that he'll go on to
k*ll you go through the roof.

Well, I'm not a grass.

He will k*ll you, Rosie.

Morgan's had me out looking for you.
Where have you been?

Right, he wants us back.
We'd better go.

No, he wants me back.

I don't want to get kicked
off this investigation.

You're not really on the
investigation, Hitch.

You're basically my plus-one.

Look, cover that
door and don't move.

What are you doing?

My job.

You breaking and entering now?

It wasn't locked, so...

..just entering.

What do you want?

To know who the father
of Miranda's baby is.

Well, I reckon she'd like
it to be young Ellis.

But sadly for her,

I think there's been that many
darts thrown at the dartboard,

it's hard to tell who's
hit the bull's-eye.

Did you throw a dart
at the board, Liam?

She's my niece, Ember.

Step-niece.

But I know which little
skank has been spreading

that particular rumour.

Who's that, then?

Rosie. Tell her to wind her neck in.

Or what?

What are you going
to do to her neck?

You alone, Ember?

Hitch is outside.

Alone, then.

If you're not planning to
arrest me for anything,

off you f*ck.

Liam Ashby, I'm arresting you
on suspicion of the m*rder

of Riz Samuel...

What? Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

What the f*ck has Rosie
got to do with that?

Rosie was talking to Riz,
but you know that,

which is why you put your
fingerprints round her neck.

Maybe Riz's too.

Are you insane?!Put your hands
out in front of you! Hands out!

I'm not f*cking going anywhere!

Don't worry, Liam,
if you didn't do it,

I'm sure it's all going to get
worked out down at the station.

You arrest me for
something like that,

and I will be f*cked for life for it,
whatever happens.

Then, tell me a story I can believe.

OK, right.

OK.

Maybe I got a little
bit rough with Rosie.

A bit rough.

You've got a snowball's chance

of getting her to press charges.
You know that, right?

You assaulted Rosie
because she told Riz

that you were having
underage sex with her.

Wrong again.

Why, then?

Because she's barking.

She's obsessed with me.
Ask anyone.

I wasn't interested,

so she convinced herself
that I was seeing Miranda.

But you did have sex with Rosie.

No.

You must have done.

No.

I can't get hard.

I could go to a strip
club and remain

as flaccid as a salted slug.

But you can ask my
doctor that if you like.

So unless I f*cked Rosie
with someone ease's d*ck...

Why would you get so angry
about her speaking to Riz

if you hadn't done anything wrong?

Because liars get believed.

No, Liam. No, they don't.
And Rosie would know that.

So why would she lie?

Why would she say that you
had abused her if you hadn't?

The f*ck should I know, Ember?

Some girls like to
have a nice time and...

..some just hate themselves.

I like having a good time.

And because they're older
and you're younger,

you can't really see it.

They make you feel... special.

But only when you're doing
the things they want you to.

Even when those things hurt you.

You're their pimp.

That's not a nice word.

Give me your phone.

Give me your f*cking phone!

All right.

Nothing on there I wouldn't
want my mother to see.

Want your mother to see that,
would you?

She's very open-minded.

This girl's legal, is she?

I don't know.
Someone just sent me 'em.

They don't come with an age rating.

Did you know?

Did you know that she's been
sending photos to people?

She only sent them to Troy.

He sent them to another
boy and... on it went.

Yeah, well, they've
made it all the way

to weapons-grade
scumbag Liam Ashby.

She's in there crying her eyes out.

Scared to go to school because
she doesn't know who's seen them.

I will find Troy and I will
put him through a wall.

And then I will find another wall...
Ember...and I will put him

through that. I swear I
will run out of walls

before I run out of rage.
Can't you arrest him?

Oh, yeah. I could arrest Troy and
Liam for possession of the images,

but then I would also
have to arrest Hannah

for creating and distributing them.
She has made herself

both the pornographer
and the porn,

which I would say is a
fantastic bit of multitasking.

How's the other thing?

The voicemails.

Yeah, Riz's phone hasn't been found.

I'm assuming that's a good thing.

If I think Mack has got anything
to do with Amy's disappearance,

then I should be telling
the police what I know.

But you don't suspect that.

Do you?

Are you going to speak to Hannah?

Too angry.

You won't get to redo this moment
if you mess it up, you know.

You'll just get to replay
it to yourself forever.

Thanks, Mum.

Do you replay things?

Or is it hard to do
when your parenting

consisted mostly of Post-it
notes on the fridge?

"See you when I'm back from the pub

"slash art class slash
whatever it is I am doing

"that means I am not with you."

Your new job has you writing

a fair few Post-it
notes yourself, Ember.

But you only see other
people's failings, don't you?

Thank you, sir.

Give me your phone.

Why?Now.

I knew a lad who once got sent down

for sharing indecent
images of children.

The other prisoners put him on
what they called a programme

of cleansing and purification,

which... I wish I could
tell you was metaphorical.

What are you saying that for?

Have you been sharing indecent
images of children, Troy?

No.Try again.

Oh, f*ck.

Yeah.

I just sent it to one person.

Well, I think he's had
busy thumbs, Troy.

I want the name and number

of everyone you suspect
has got these photos.

I don't want to get
anyone in trouble.

Make me ask you again,
and you're going to end up in jail

and I will send in the
Brillo pads myself.

Right, yeah.

Yeah.

Those photos have gone
to half the year group.

She would have been better off
if she stripped off naked...

..in front of everyone.

At least then she could
have got dressed afterwards.

He has made her...

He's made her permanently naked.

He's made her...

..meat.

It'll be OK.

No! No, Mum, it is not OK.

It cannot be OK.

Well, it has to be,

because the alternative
is that we walk around

in a perpetual state of rage.

Yes! Good, good. Fine.Well...

..maybe it's not fine for Hannah.

Maybe it would be better
for her not to think

all men are utterly toxic,

and that she's going to spend
a lifetime getting burnt.

Sometimes, Ember,
what's needed is comfort.

Not cure.

Did you make him delete it, Mum?

I did, baby.

I messed up.

No.

It's OK. Really.

He said he didn't know it'd
make me upset because...

..the photos are so nice.

Well, then, you know he's a bit
of a twat, then, don't you?

I know he likes me, Mum.

I'm sure he does.

Was it Chloe?

What?

Who grassed.

No.

They defended your secret
like the nuclear codes.

You've got good, loyal mates there.

Yeah.

DC Manning.

Where did you disappear
to this afternoon?

Looking for Miranda's ab*ser.

And did you find him?

No.

I'm starting to think

you're a spider sat in a web

at the heart of all this, Manning.

Am I right?

Tea or coffee?

Welcome, welcome.

This is the boat hut.

This is Joe, a little
shrimp I found on the jetty.

Decided to take him
in as one of my own.

Hello.

Hi.

I hear she's got you on
the drink now, Kitty.

Well, no-one should
have to live life sober.

Oh, right.

Would you do anything
she told you to?

No.

You wouldn't do
anything for me, Kitty?

Well, I'd do anything
you needed me to,

but not just anything you said.

Oh, hang on a minute. Sounds
like our Kitty's a deep thinker.

I've got a question for you, Kitty.
Who makes the rules?

Not this again.
Who decides what's OK?

Who polices our instinct?

This question is so boring,
it makes me want to die.

OK, here's a better one.

Who thinks that Joe looks
like the sensitive one

in a boyband?

She means the g*y one.I do not.

Yeah, you do.

Boyband. Who would I
be in a boyband, then?

I have some bad news for you.

Do you? What's that, then?

BOY-band.

The clue's in the title.

What are you doing?
Give us a bit of that, then.

No, no!

Yeah. You're having it!

See?

Nice.

Yeah.

Look, can you get a room?

As if you're not storing
this in your wank bank, Joe.

No, not really.

No, his last girl was nicer.

f*ck you.

Hey, come on!

And f*ck you too!

Come on... Amy.

Oh, for Christ's sake, Amy.

Upstairs, to the right.

Come in.

I'm DC Manning.

I was wondering if I could
ask you some questions, Joan.

You won't get much from her.

It's about the
m*rder of Riz Samuel.

I've already told your colleagues
we can't help with that.

You never met her, then?

No. Why would we?

She was doing a podcast...

..about the disappearance
of Amy Knightly.

She was contacting a couple
of the people involved.

We weren't involved.

Amy and your daughter
Caitlin were friends.

Don't want it.

Briefly.

I'd like to speak to Caitlin,
but I'm struggling to track her down.

She's dead.

They're all dead now.

Who's dead?

She gets confused.
Who's dead, Joan?

Amy.

We... we don't know that.
Not for certain.

Yeah.

And Caitlin.

Caitlin isn't... isn't dead.

She's been dead for years.

No, love. We've not
seen her for years.

She wouldn't stay away from me,
not by choice.

Caitlin decided her life would
be better without us in it.

It's been hard for Joan
to get her head around.

Do you have any details for Caitlin?

No.Do you know anybody who does?

No.

Kitty.

Silly, silly girl.

Didn't I tell you it would
all come back to haunt you?

Joan?

Who's Kitty?

Ask what you need to, quickly.

He's an arsehole.

Yeah. I think he's
just worried about you.

I told Caitlin you lock
them in your bottom drawer.

Who?

The Amys.

The Danielles.

Men can't stomach that
we can love without 'em.

Makes them vile.

That's why he k*lled Caitlin.

Martin?

Hmm?

No.

Malachy.

Malachy.

Malachy. Malachy.

Malachy.

Malachy. Malachy.

Malachy!

Calm down!Calm down?!

Why do you wind Amy up?

It was a joke.

A normal person would have laughed
or told me to f*ck off, but...

..Amy's not right in the head.

That's not true.

It is.

Even Malachy knows it.

But he's trapped.

Where have you been?

This is the last one.

Malachy Granger. We're
pulling details for him now.

What's this?

Persons of interest in the
Amy Knightly disappearance.

Based on what?

They all live within a
two-mile radius of her

and had convictions or cautions
for gender-based crimes.

That's kind of a wide net.

Got to start somewhere.

If Amy was abducted,

it's unlikely it was the
perpetrator's first offence.

Problem?

Hi, Hannah.

Where are you, Mum?

Is everything OK?

There's a man here for you.

Oh, yeah?

Who's that?

He won't say.

Is he in the house?

Why don't you meet me at the
station car park, Mummy?

OK? 9pm.

Get out of my house.

I'll do whatever you want,
but get out of my house.

You stay away from my daughter.
Do you hear me?

He's gone, Mum. He's gone.

You don't go to my house.

Then, don't you call mine.

You scared the sh*t out of my wife.

You heard about Riz?

Yeah.

What happened?

She left me a message
saying that her laptop

had been snatched and she was
going to follow its GPS tracker.

Oh, Riz.

I found this on her iCloud.

Hey! Do you want to tell
me why you stole my laptop?

Cos I tracked it here.

Wait... Wait, what are you doing?

You need to take that to the police.

No, it's not in my interest for
the police to know about me.

They'll find the recording
on her iCloud soon enough.

And the photo of Amy
and your husband.

Did Riz think that
Malachy k*lled Amy?

Well, he was on her list.

He had a caution for harassment.

And because, two days
after she arrived in town,

the boat hut he owned at the
time of her disappearance

suddenly burned down.

Which is why you were there.

Can I give you a bit of advice?

Go on.

Go home...

..and tell that lovely kid of yours

what you think her
dad might have done.

Then go to the police
station and do the same.

Because otherwise,
when the police work it all out,

which they will...

..they will bang you up
and she will have no-one.

They don't know anything.

I...

I don't know anything. Not...

Not really.

Do you want to know?

The samples you took
off me at the boat hut.

There was a bone fragment.

Human?

I'm not an expert.Was it human?

Oh...

I assume you put it in for evidence.

Oh, f*ck.

f*ck, it's in the locker.

It's in the f*cking locker.

Tell your boss what you know...

..while you've still got the chance.

Amy?

What have you done to her?!

Don't f*cking do that.

What are you going to do?

I can't hold on
to it much longer.

If... if they found out I knew,
I'm going to end up in jail.

Does Hannah know?

I'm going to tell
her in the morning.

But in the meantime,
I need you to go and be with her.

Where are you going?

I can't just let it all go.

I can't.

No, no, no.

You don't get to keep
harassing our family

and then just breeze in here.

Sheena, I get how frightened
you are. How ashamed.

But there comes a time
when you've got to face it.

You're barred.

Hey, hey, come on, Sheena,
don't be hostile.

Let's get Ember a drink,
huh? On the house, of course.

Fine.

You know, I like to celebrate
every day as a free man

without any impediments to
my happiness on the horizon.

Hitch.

They know about Malachy.

You need to go and
tell Morgan everything.

You are the company you keep.
You do know that, yeah, Hitch?

Nah. I'm not having lectures
from you today, Ember.

Ah, there you go. See,
all she needed was a jolly juice.

You know, your life would
be so much more fun

if you just lightened up.

Is everything all right,
Ember? I'm just in there

if you want to join me.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, yeah. I'm fine.

Cheerio, then.

Did you know, I thought

that I was looking for
a needle in a haystack.

But it turns out that I
am looking for a needle

in a pile of f*cking needles.

Is there any hay here at all?

You know, if I was
a man in this town,

I would want to show everyone

that I do not sleep with children.

So I tell you what...

Tell you what.
Why doesn't everyone

who is certain they haven't
got a teenage girl pregnant

take a swab and prove it? Mm?

Come on, Liam, yeah?

You've got nothing to hide,
have you?

What about you, Brad? Hmm?

You want to take one?

You want to prove you didn't
accidentally forget that.

Miranda is your stepdaughter?

Ember, I think you
should let me take you...

No! No, no, don't you talk
to me like I am crazy.

I am not crazy! I am angry!

I am f*cking angry!

Stupid b*tch.

You go first, Hitch. Come on.

Set an example.

What the f*ck are you doing?

Show them that it matters.

C Team.

No, Ember.

You're making a fool of yourself.

Come on, lads, you know the words.

f*ck you all.

Ember. I'm sorry.

Move...

..or I swear I will
put you on your arse.

Ember! They came to the
house looking for you.

I had no choice.

Please don't give those
b*stards back there

the satisfaction of seeing you
wrestled into a police car.

Keep your head up.

For Hannah.

Is that what we're
modelling to Hannah?

Dignified resignation?

No, Ember, you're modelling bravery,

like you do every single day.

And please don't let
this stupid old woman

ever persuade you to
do anything different.

Come on.

Ember Manning.

I'm arresting you on suspicion of
perverting the course of justice.

You don't 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.

Do you understand?

Tell him I will shove
those somewhere intimate.

The women who listen to
my podcast are frightened.

But it's our anger, when united,

that has the power
to become a tsunami.

And it's only when those waters rage

that landscapes will change.