01x06 - Episode 6

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- Armed police!

- Armed police!

You set me up!

Granddad's been

diagnosed with dementia.

Wheatley: Have you

seen this phone before?

It contained text messages.

Liz: I think maybe

he slept with me to find

the McLennan safe house.

They were tracking it.

Who's capable of pulling

off these technical marvels?

Amanda Kelman.

Wheatley: Yourself and

Paul Brandice conspired

together in the m*rder

of the McLennans

at the behest of

Edward Crowther.

The last time I spoke to

Paul, he said he'd developed

feelings for someone

else, not his wife.

I don't know who John Gibson is

but that's Nigel Frankton.

He works in intelligence.

You said they were

talking about insurance?

Amy: Dad had given it

away to the Irishman.

Liz: Is that what

Frankton was after

when he hit the safe house?

Rezan: Eddie thinks

maybe you can

come to an understanding.

[ Grunts ]

Rezan: He's ready to

tell you everything.

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Liz: Yeah, it's just here.

Paul: No problems.

Right, well, uh, thank you.

So, this is your

dad's place, is it?

Uh, yeah. He's been ill, so

he's been staying at mine.

From time to time I pop in and

collect the post and whatnot.

And then last time,

I left my purse.

And here I was thinking

that was an excuse

to get out of paying

for your round.

[ Both laugh ]

Right, well, I, um

I better go in.

Uh, do you want me to wait

and then I can give

you a lift home?

I mean, I'd like to.

Well, do you want to come in?

To your dad's place?

Liz: It's not like he's here.

Sorry, that was a

silly idea. It's getting late.

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I'd love to come in.

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Rezan: This is Rezan Crowther.

Please leave a message,

and I will get back to you.

You ignoring my calls now?

How did you find me?

You're outside Brandice's house.

Took a lucky punt, I guess.

[ Sighs ]

Raj, I didn't want to

drag you into this.

Liz.

Crowther's dead.

- What?

- Found hanging in his cell.

Looked like suicide, but

He was m*rder*d?

Yeah.

I think maybe he was.

And that's why I came here.

I was worried about you.

You know, I thought

you'd lost the plot,

but when I heard the news

You said there was

something big going on

that was more than

just Crowther.

And now he's dead, and

His wife said he

was gonna call me,

that he was ready to talk.

So they shut him up.

Who?

Calls himself John Gibson,

but his real name

is Nigel Frankton,

and he's a senior British

intelligence officer.

That's not possible.

Liz: Raj, I'm sorry I lied

to you about the phone,

but right now, I am

telling you the truth.

So what are we gonna do?

I need to get into that house.

His house? How?

Liz, wait.

Look, I've been

watching this place,

there's no one home.

Gemma told me that she'd

taken the kids to her mum's

and I'm guessing she's

going to join them.

Well, what are you even

gonna find in there?

I mean, Wheatley's team have

already been through the place

with a fine-toothed comb.

They didn't know what

they were looking for.

Well, neither do we. Do we?

Liz: Jimmy gave Brandice

his insurance policy.

If it's something incriminating,

something damaging to Frankton,

likelihood it's

gonna be in here.

Okay, well, that's

breaking and entering.

Look, aren't you in

enough trouble already?

Wheatley knows you

blagged your way in

and spoke to Crowther. She's

gonna arrest you on sight.

If you need to go, go now.

I'll never hold it against you.

But I need to figure

out what's going on,

no matter what it takes.

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[ Door closes ]

Let's look in his

office first, okay?

So this thing that

we're looking for,

this insurance, you think

Crowther was also chasing it

and that's why he

hit the safe house?

Liz: I don't think the

hit has got anything to do

with Crowther.

Frankton's been pulling

the strings all along.

Why?

Well, it's a cover up.

I don't know why he was

working with Crowther,

but whatever they were doing,

Frankton is desperate

to keep a lid on it.

Yeah, well, you

need to report this.

You know, take it up

the command chain.

Without evidence?

Frankton's a British

intelligence officer.

I don't know how high this goes

or how far reaching

his influence is.

[ Liz exhales ]

Liz?

Divorce papers?

He signed them,

but Gemma didn't.

It's got nothing to do with us.

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Why has he got this?

Raj: What is it?

That's not Brandice's

daughter, is it?

Liz: No, it's my sister.

- What?

- [ Phone vibrating ]

Why's he got a

[ Phone vibrating ]

Jas?

Mum, I'm so sorry.

I thought it'd be

okay, but I screwed up

- and he's gone.

- Listen.

It's all right, love, calm down.

Tell me exactly what's happened.

[ Stammering ] I took

Granddad out for a walk,

and I left him alone

just for a moment

- and he disappeared.

- Liz: Disappeared?

- I don't know, he just

- Liz: It'll be okay.

- Where are you?

- Jasmine: Landsdown Park.

Okay, well you stay put,

and I will get there

as soon as I can.

All right, love?

[ Sighs ] My dad's gone missing.

I mean, it couldn't have

anything to with this,

- could it?

- I don't know.

Do you need my help?

If you want to help, go and

find out about Crowther.

Whether or not he said

anything before he died.

I'll call you, all right?

Yeah.

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[ Brakes screech ]

It's okay, love.

It's all right.

Jasmine: I should have known

something would happen.

He was getting kind of

confused, and I left him alone.

Okay, so where did

you last see him?

Here, sitting on that bench.

It was going fine, but then

Granddad got heartburn,

wanted milk, so I

went to the cafe,

and when I came back

I swear I was only

gone like 10 minutes.

You didn't see anybody

hanging around,

watching you, following you?

Jasmine: No.

Mum, I'm scared. Who

would be following me?

No, no, it's okay.

Uh, we're gonna fix

this, I promise.

Why did you come

to this park, love?

Me and Granddad used to

come here when I was little,

walk over together

from his house.

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Right, you stay here.

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Dad? Dad, are you here?

[ Man grunts ]

Dad?

Bloody hell, Dad.

Oh!

I'm all right.

I tried to open the window.

- Liz: Yeah?

- Sid: And I tripped.

Jasmine: Oh, my God.

Right, Jas, let's see if

we can get him up, yeah?

Come on, love. Okay.

All right, Dad,

here we go. Ready?

One, two, three.

Oh, God.

[ Groans ] sh*t.

Okay.

Sid: It's my leg.

Okay, okay, let's

just take a moment

and figure out what we're

gonna do, okay, Dad?

I think he might

have broken his hip.

Can you go call an

ambulance? 9-9-9.

Good girl. Right, Dad,

let's get you, uh,

let's get you comfy.

Here's some pillows.

Okay, Dad.

Can you lift your head up, Dad?

There we go, one.

Let's try this one, too.

There we go, Dad.

Yeah? Yeah?

I don't know.

What happened?

Well, I went out for a walk.

I got a bit lost.

Then I

Then I came home and

I don't I don't know.

- Okay.

- Sid: I don't know.

- It's okay.

- I'm glad you're here, love.

You always seem to

know what to do.

[ Chuckles ] You've never said

that to me before, not once.

[ Both laugh ]

Sid: [ Laughing ] You know me.

I always fail to say

the things I should.

More fool me.

Hey.

Maybe we could look

after each other

through our troubles.

Oh, Dad.

I'm sorry it's come to this.

Sid: Oh, it's not your fault.

Oh, I'm just a clumsy old fool.

No, no, I mean

the house being searched and

All I've ever wanted

is to impress you.

That's why I went

into the police.

I wanted to make you proud.

Well, I am.

I am.

I've been reckless, Dad.

At work.

Got myself involved with

somebody I shouldn't have done

and dropped my guard.

I-I told myself I deserve

something, something

just for me, something

selfish, but I

Then it blew up in my face,

and I've tried to hide it,

but that just made

things much, much worse.

Everyone makes mistakes.

No, but this, it's bad.

This is really bad.

And it's gonna cause

trouble for all of us.

That's the last thing I wanted.

I don't know what you did.

But I do know this.

I could never stay angry

with you, Katherine.

Never.

Dad.

I'm Liz.

Mum's

I'm gonna go and get you

another pillow. [ Sniffs ]

Yeah?

I won't be a moment.

[ Liz breathing deeply ]

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[ Plastic rustling ]

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[ Mobile chimes ]

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Jasmine: The ambulance

is on its way.

Okay.

Well done, love. Um

I need you to do

something more now,

uh, for Granddad.

You know how I got

into trouble at work?

Well, I need to go

and sort that out.

Now.

But what about Granddad?

I need you to stay with

him in the ambulance,

then at the hospital

until I get there.

Can I trust you to do that?

But I couldn't even

take him for a walk

- without messing it up.

- Liz: No.

This mess and everything

that has happened,

that is my fault.

And it's up to me

to deal with it.

I know I can trust you

to handle this, Jasmine.

So stay by his bed,

whatever happens.

All right?

I'll do my best, Mum.

I know you will.

I know you will, love.

- It's a microchip.

- That much I know.

Ahmadi: I've never

seen it before.

Could it be connected

to Crowther's operation

through Kurdistan?

The heroin trafficking.

Look, when you set

up things out there,

did it involve

anything high tech?

I was organisation.

Big picture.

I didn't get my hands dirty

with the day-to-day stuff.

Well, could you point

me at someone that did?

Look, you talked

about your family,

your children being in danger.

Well, I've got a family, too,

and I've dragged

them into this mess,

and they don't deserve it, so

unless I can sort this out

Please?

[ Silverware clinking ]

- Yaran Nouri?

- No.

A different guy.

You know Sora Ahmadi.

He said you might

be able to help me.

With what?

Sora said I should tell you

that I'm trying to

bring down the people

who hijacked your movement,

to bring them to justice.

We can talk.

Not here.

I hear you served with

the Kurdish

Independence Movement.

That's over, okay?

Now I drive Ubers.

Liz: You ever

seen this before?

[ Groans ]

I came to this country to

get away from all this sh*t.

And before you came here,

did you ever meet

Eddie Crowther?

I'll take that as a yes.

Yaran: I'd heard

the name, okay?

But you met his

people in Kurdistan,

maybe even worked with them?

Yaran: We were

fighting for freedom,

and we couldn't

do it with stones.

So your group sold

heroin to Crowther

to raise money for weapons?

Yaran: At first.

What changed?

Crowther.

Leaders of my group, they

cut a new deal with him,

and all of a sudden, we were

getting these better weapons.

British weapons?

Like this one.

Comes from a handheld

m*ssile launcher,

part of a guidance system.

So, better weapons, you

had to provide more heroin?

[ Scoffs ] No.

Same as before.

I wouldn't complain, except

we changed tactics, too.

How?

Yaran: My group started

doing crazy stuff.

Fighting battles that

weren't our problem.

Operations in Iraq

that didn't help us.

Like someone else was

giving the orders?

Crowther maybe?

But why would a gangster

care about Iraq?

- He wouldn't.

- Yaran: That's why I left.

To die for freedom,

that's one thing.

To die for, uh,

a deal that someone

made with a gangster

I'm not stupid, you know?

Thank you.

You've been a big help, Yaran.

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- Where are you?

- Raj: Police HQ.

I've got it, the

insurance policy.

That photograph, I think

it was a clue

Brandice left for me.

Okay, but the

insurance. What is it?

Well, I need to get that

to someone to confirm it,

but right now, I think

I'm being followed,

so I'm gonna turn my phone

off. You should do the same.

But can you meet

me on the corner

of Cryer and Barclay Street?

Raj: I'll be there in 10.

Liz: Thanks, Raj.

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[ Liz breathing deeply ]

- Liz: Oh, Raj!

- Back seat.

What the f*ck?

Shut up, or she's dead.

Drive.

Liz: I saw you

at the hospital.

You k*lled Paul Brandice.

Hughes: Shut your mouth.

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- Where are we going?

- Just drive.

I'm sorry, Raj.

This is my fault.

- You should have just gone home.

- You're not wrong.

We've been on his phone

since he was released.

Made you very easy to find.

How?

Kelman.

She gave you access.

Slow down.

Go left.

Keep going.

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Stop.

Out, first you, then you.

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Go on.

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Move.

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Now stop.

You there. You there.

Now, did you find something?

Something that belonged

to Jimmy McLennan?

You already know

the answer to that.

Right, nice and

easy, get it out,

put it on the ground

in front of you.

I hid it before

I got in the car.

- You're a liar.

- Put it away for safekeeping.

- Dead liar.

- No, don't!

You know, there are

worse things than dying.

Accidents, nasty

accidents happen

to people you love

after you've gone.

You think I'm

bluffing? So did Jock.

Right up until I put

a b*llet in his side.

[ Blows landing ]

Ah-ah-ah!

I don't bluff.

Liz, run!

[ g*n fires ]

[ g*n firing ]

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[ g*n firing ]

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Oh.

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Operator: 9-9-9. What

service do you require?

I need to, um,

report a police officer

shot, maybe dead.

- Operator: Okay, love.

- Yeah, I need a

I need an ambulance here

as soon as possible.

Operator: What's

your location?

Oh, please.

Please stop.

It's, uh, Clayton

Woods off the M62,

right next to the lake on

the south side, I think.

Thank you.

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[ Truck rumbling ]

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Dead just before he

could stand up in court.

How inconvenient.

Kelman: He used a bed sheet.

Some things you

can't guard against

if a prisoner's

determined enough.

So you really think that

this was suicide, then?

I don't know.

Could be the start

of a g*ng w*r.

Someone within his own

organisation coming after him.

Or it could be connected to

this business with Liz Nyles.

There'll be an inquiry.

Until that comes in,

speculation's pointless.

Ma'am.

Sorry to disturb, but

can I have a word?

Sure.

Emergency services got a

call about 30 minutes ago

reporting that a police

officer had been shot.

Okay.

They attended the scene and

there was a body, Raj Kohli.

Oh, God. Is he alive?

Well, it's touch and go,

but the number the call

was made from was

Liz Nyles's phone.

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Bewley: This is DI

Rick Bewley's phone.

Please leave a message,

and I'll get back to you.

Rick, it's Liz.

I'm in trouble,

I need your help.

More than ever.

Uh, please, can you call me

back as soon as you get this?

- [ Phone chimes ]

- Thanks.

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What?

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John: That video was

shot by my associate

a few moments ago.

He's still outside the ward,

keeping an eye on your daughter.

I swear to God, if

he hurts Jasmine

John: Please don't

be histrionic.

All I want to do is

come to an arrangement.

An arrangement?

John: You know what I want.

What? And if I give it to you?

John: Then this is over.

You and your family are safe.

Why would I trust you?

John: Because I want

this to end, too.

It's all gone on far

too long for my liking.

But remember, if you bring

in the police, I will know,

and my man will act.

I'll see you at the McLennan

safe house now. Alone.

[ Dog barking ]

[ Bird screeches ]

[ Door creaks ]

[ Door closes ]

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Liz: Were you always

planning to k*ll Paul

once he'd done what you needed?

John: When McLennan

turned on Crowther,

I knew our arrangement was over.

Problem was McLennan

knew a lot more

than he'd led onto police

and I couldn't risk

him revealing it.

All I asked of Paul was

to ascertain exactly

where Jim McLennan was

so I could deal with him.

When Paul realised what I had

to do to maintain security,

he got squeamish.

He decided to save

the McLennans.

And sleeping with me? To

find the McLennan safe house.

Well, I just told him

to do what he had to do

to get close to the family.

Now, please, give

me what I came for.

This circuit board

and storage file.

Slow and steady.

Good.

Now just put them on the

counter to your left,

then step back.

This g*n can be traced to

the Crowther organisation,

so it will prove you

were working with him.

And no wonder you

wanted to end it all,

right here, in the exact spot

where your corrupt lover died.

You're a psychopath.

No, I'm a patriot.

[ Scoffs ] Is that why you had

to hide behind a drug dealer?

The UK has foreign policy goals

that can't be openly pursued.

I help further those goals.

I do things the government

is too weak to do.

You handed over

weapons illegally.

Strategically to the

enemies of our enemies.

Of course, I have to

stay at arm's length,

hence my partnership

with Crowther.

He got money,

I got his distribution network

and him as a front man.

Plausible deniability.

The files on that USB are

downloaded on to my phone,

so you back away,

or I press send

and they go straight to

my colleague Arun Kapoor.

But the files are encrypted.

And even if someone

did decode them,

they're essentially just

accountancy records.

On their own, they're worthless.

No, you've been desperate

to get your hands on them.

Because they

contain an inventory

and the exact serial number

of this circuit board

appears on it.

Taken together, they

can be very damaging,

but without this

Well, I think I'll

take my chances.

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[ Grunting ]

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[ Both grunting ]

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[ Grunting ]

[ Blows landing ]

Officer: Open up!

Police! Open this door!

[ Grunts ]

Drop the g*n!

- Wait.

- Drop the g*n, or we will sh**t!

Hands behind your head!

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- [ Handcuffs click ]

- All clear.

Pass the zip tie.

Put him in the van.

You're finished.

In the van.

- Liz?

- [ Liz groans ]

Liz?

My daughter's at

Norris Green Hospital.

One of his men's

standing over her.

- Armed?

- Liz: I think so.

Right, tell Jardine

we need a team there

as a matter of urgency.

Bewley: I'm on it.

- Wheatley: Detain her.

- No.

Wheatley: See that she

gets medical attention.

Liz Nyles, I'm arresting you

for breach of your

bail conditions.

You do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention,

when questioned, something which

you later rely on in court.

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It's the new bail undertaking.

Sign it and you can go.

- Is Jasmine all right?

- Yeah.

She's at home with your sister.

We also picked up the guy

that was standing over her.

Elliot Hughes.

And Nigel Frankton?

Yeah, we had them both

here ready to charge.

But then the ACC came

down and took custody.

I'm not sure what

happened after that,

but they're gone anyway.

Liz: Frankton's an

intelligence officer.

He was smuggling

weapons from the UK,

arming Kurdish separatists

and God knows who else,

using Crowther as cover.

No, that's not possible.

No? How do you

account for all this?

For what you've seen tonight?

I got a call from Sue Beardsley

saying that the alarm at

the McLennan safe house

had gone off, even though it

previously had been deactivated.

So, given what

happened to Raj Kohli,

I thought it was best

to assume the worst, so,

hence firearms.

You saw what Frankton was doing.

You must know I'm

telling the truth.

Liz

I'm just a police officer.

I chase criminals, but I'm

This is all

I charged you because

if I hadn't done it,

the ACC would have and

as the arresting officer,

I can release you on

your own recognisance.

But that's all I can do

for you right now, Liz.

I'm sorry.

'Cause you're a

brilliant detective.

But if what you're digging

up is true, it's

It scares me.

You all right?

You care now, do you,

whether I'm all right or not?

Kelman: I'm just a liaison.

When a police investigation has

a national security dimension,

I step in to facilitate

communication

between the agencies, and

that's all I did here.

You leaked the location of

Amy McLennan's interview.

You put that girl's

life in danger.

I wasn't leaking.

I was passing on

information, as requested

by a senior British

intelligence officer.

You helped them m*rder

Paul in his hospital bed.

Kelman: Scrubbing

the hospital CCTV,

framing DS Kohli,

the death of DS Brandice,

Frankton and Hughes

did those things.

Not me.

Liz: And you never

suspected what was going on?

What they were doing with

the information you provided?

If it's any consolation, I'm

also under investigation.

I'll be lucky to keep my job.

And Paul Brandice,

was he a liaison, too?

Kelman: I was only told

what I needed to know.

Which was precious little.

My best guess is

Frankton needed a

serving police officer

inside protected persons

to infiltrate the

McLennan safe house.

So he gave his ex-army

mate a tap on the shoulder.

Brandice would have assumed

he was participating

in an officially sanctioned

intelligence operation.

Just as I did.

I'll go to the papers.

Kelman: With what evidence?

They'll shut it down so fast

it'll make your head spin.

Anyway, you think anyone

credible will believe you?

If you backed me, they might.

I've been given one last task.

And that's to convey

the agency's gratitude.

Frankton may have

believed he was

furthering the UK's

foreign policy goals,

but what he did was completely

beyond his authority.

You recovered evidence

of his activities.

So thanks to you,

Frankton and Hughes

will be appropriately

dealt with.

Discretely, in house.

People deserve to

know the truth.

Liz, what Frankton did to

cover his tracks was criminal.

But it worked.

Everything that's happened

will be blamed on Crowther.

And your bosses are

happy with that?

What good would it do

now to expose the truth?

It'll only hurt the

national interest.

And you think I care about

the national bloody interest?

People died.

You're being asked to

hide a bad man's crimes

in order to secure

the greater good.

Isn't that exactly what you did

every day in Protected Persons?

Let this go.

The withholding evidence

charges against you disappear.

Your career restarts.

Liz: You think I

care about that?

Well, do you care

about your family?

Do you have any idea what

it would mean for them

if you continue down this path?

Think about the offer.

But not for too long.

Because in the end, they will

put the national interest first.

Even if you don't.

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[ Liquid pouring ]

[ Spoon clinking ]

Well, don't you look smart?

Jasmine shaved me.

More than you ever did.

He wanted to look good

to meet the carer.

I hope that means you're

gonna be polite with him, Dad.

I don't want a carer,

I don't need a carer,

and that's what I'll tell him.

If that's rude, then so be it.

He's super excited.

He just doesn't

want to admit it.

You are gonna hang

around, aren't you,

make sure he behaves?

'Course. I wouldn't

miss it for the world.

If things get out of control

or you can't handle it

I can.

I know.

Right, I'm gonna go, Dad.

No one will blame you

if you stayed home.

I wouldn't.

I want to go.

I need to, all right?

I love you, Mum.

I love you too, darling.

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Raj: Liz.

Hi.

I didn't think you'd be here.

Yeah, well neither

did my doctor.

I won't tell him if you don't.

You'll be back at work

before you know it.

Raj: Don't even joke about that.

I've got six months

of leave coming,

and I aim to enjoy

every minute of it.

When I do get back, though,

I've been offered a promotion.

Plum job with the Met.

As long as you keep

your mouth shut.

I mean, I didn't

really know much about

what was going on anyway.

If it'll make a

difference, I'll speak up,

but I thought for

my family's sake,

maybe it's just better

if we put this behind us.

Fresh start, you know?

You deserve good things.

We both do.

Don't we?

There can be no greater

commitment to duty

than for a police

officer to give his life

in defence of the vulnerable.

Since the terrible

events at Hedgwick Road,

evidence has emerged that

DS Brandice did just that.

Attending the address

to save the family

who were housed there

from an organised crime attack.

To the Brandice family,

I offer my heartfelt

condolences,

and also this promise

that Paul Brandice's sacrifice

will not be forgotten.

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It's quite a turnaround.

One minute he's the

villain of the piece,

next he's the hero.

Whereas you

I'm glad for them.

For Gemma.

Wheatley put together a timeline

tracking Brandice's movements,

correlating it with the

surveillance pictures

that he took of you.

Lined it up with the

statements that you made

regarding the affair.

Wheatley's very

thorough, I'm sure.

She started with the assumption

that he slept with you

for information.

Find out where the

safe house was.

That didn't hold up.

Looks like he had all

the information he needed

before you two even

started sleeping together.

Why are you telling me this?

Thought you deserved to know.

[ Bells tolling in distance ]

Liz: What's that look about?

I'm just thinking how

beautiful you are.

[ Liz laughs ]

Well, that's a line

if ever heard one.

No, it's not.

It's really not.

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Hi, love. Everything

all right there?

It's amazing.

This carer guy's

a Rangers fanatic.

Even more than Granddad,

if that's possible.

And right now they're playing

some weird old card game

Granddad learned in the army.

He's not gonna sack him, then?

Jasmine: More likely

ask him to move in.

How about you? Is

it all okay there?

You believe in

fresh starts, Jas?

Jasmine: Um, I guess so.

So do I.

I think everything's

gonna be okay.

I love you, Mum.

I love you too, sweetheart.

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