McDonald & Dodds (2020) s04e02 Episode Script

1
-(suspenseful music playing)
-(birds chirping)
(indistinct chatter)
(Lauren) Yesterday afternoon
at 4:00 pm,
you were all gathered here
for cocktails
to celebrate Mr Coleman
and Ms Green's engagement.
(Dodds) And at 4:45 pm,
you, Mr Baker,
you proposed a photo
of the happy couple.
Then Ms Green,
er, she went into her bedroom
to freshen up.
Where, as you all know,
she went into anaphylactic shock
because of her nut allergy.
(Lauren) And her EpiPen,
which she always
kept in her handbag, wasn't there.
(chokes)
(Lauren) Which means
she was effectively poisoned.
By one of you.
Hang hang on a second.
She She was alone
in her bedroom,
how could one of us
Erm her lipstick.
Ms Green's lipstick
had been adulterated with nut oil.
And because none of you came
or went between 4:00 pm and 4:45,
we can only conclude
-that one of you
-(Lola) Him!
-You did it.
-Whoa, whoa, whoa.
-I loved your mother.
-You loved all of this, Brad.
No, Lola. It wasn't Brad
who killed your mother.
It was you.
(whispers) No.
We have an eyewitness.
This is Ms Green's tree surgeon.
And at 4:25 pm,
he was working in the garden
with a clear line of sight
through to the bedroom.
(Lauren) Mr McLintock.
Who did you see yesterday
in the bedroom at 4:25 pm
adulterate Mrs Green's lipstick?
That lady there.
No I didn't
(Nevis) She was wearing
a white dress.
(gasps)
(indistinct radio chatter)
I need to see Erin.
-I want my daughter.
-Yeah. I'll bring her, Lola.
-(officer) This way, please, sir.
-(Cal) I'll bring her
-(officer) Break it up. Follow me.
-(Cal) Don't worry.
Never feels as good as you think
it's gonna feel, does it, Ma'am?
(police siren blaring)
No, it doesn't.
(sombre music playing)
(police siren wailing)
(theme music playing)
(theme music concludes)
(church bell tolling)
(Lauren) Honestly, baby,
it doesn't reflect on you as a man.
-Okay?
-(indistinct chatter)
(Lauren) Now, put your thumbs
on the side clips,
just like we talked about.
Now push and raise.
It's all in one movement.
Push and raise.
No, it's not impossible.
You're a gas fitter.
This isn't rocket science.
-Just take a bloody hammer to it.
-(phone beeping)
You know,
to be fair to the boyfriend,
those dishwasher tab boxes,
they are a nightmare.
(sighs)
-Why do you always defend him?
-(Mary) Good morning, everyone.
I just wanted
to thank you all personally
for all your hard work
on the Susie Green inquiry.
-I know it took up most of the
-(chair squeaking)
Sergeant, do we have an issue?
My chair's broke.
(computer beeping)
(tense music playing)
Ma'am?
Lee says a body's been found.
-(birds chirping)
-(indistinct chatter)
Ma'am.
Do we have a name?
(Lee) No ID so far,
pending a full search.
Er, but I did get hold
of the landlord.
He said her name is Ann Hegarty.
She moved in last week
on a month-long lease.
No signs of forced entry.
I think I can pull data
on when the front door
-was last buzzed open.
-(Lauren) Okay.
So, she let someone in
who she knew, expected.
Small-calibre weapon, one shot
disfigured her face.
Fired from here.
(gunshot)
Dead for at least 24 hours.
Oh three.
A lot more than three, Sarge.
Rigor's fully set in.
No, no, it's, erm
it's a three.
Please don't even suggest
that this is the third victim.
(indistinct chatter)
(Lauren) Lycombe Court
entry system data.
Ann Hegarty buzzed someone
into her apartment
at 5:56 am yesterday morning,
which fits with the initial
pathology assessment.
So we're working on 6:00 am,
Sunday, as time of death.
-(chair squeaking)
-What is it now?
This is not my chair.
Ann Hegarty. What do we have?
Search team have been
through the flat.
No purse, no phone,
nothing to confirm
her name is Ann Hegarty.
(Dodds) Have we got
any news on that three?
It's, er, it looks like it's from
some sort of board game
or something?
No. Flat was empty,
apart from her clothes
and toiletries.
Yeah, we canvassed the neighbours.
No one even knew
she moved in there.
What about the landlord?
Did he get a previous address?
No. It was all done electronically.
It's like erasing her trail
before she's killed.
-It's like almost a victim
-(mobile phone dinging)
colluding in their own murder.
(Lee) We've got an ID.
Prints
dental work
birthmark on the left shoulder,
all matches a registered misper.
Ann Holgate.
(police siren wailing
in the distance)
She vanished on a visit
to the old Holyrood Church
in Bradford-on-Avon in
That's 38 years ago.
(pensive music playing)
(Lee) There was a huge search,
but Ann Holgate was never found
-until now.
-Thirty-eight years missing?
(Lee) She was age 15.
With her twin brother, Mark,
who was the only witness
to her disappearance.
The mother took her life
a year later,
the father died shortly after,
alcohol-related.
So Mark Holgate
is her only living relative.
(sighs)
(birds chirping)
(upbeat music playing)
(indistinct chatter)
(Lucy laughing)
-Come on!
-Mm-mm.
-(laughs)
-No, I don't dance.
Who's gonna see? Huh?
Oh, look
our babies.
Our girls.
We're empty nesters.
It's just you and me, babe.
-(laughing) That's it.
-(laughs)
Oh Let the music take you.
-(both laugh)
-(doorbell ringing)
I'll get it.
(sighs)
Are you sure it's Ann?
(Lauren) I'm afraid so.
Fingerprints and dental records
confirm it.
And the birthmark
on her left shoulder.
(sighs)
(Lauren) When we found
Ann's body this morning,
she'd been dead just over 24 hours.
How did she die?
(poignant music playing)
She was shot through the head.
We found her in a flat
less than a mile from here.
(sighs)
Oh, my God.
(Dodds) Mr Holgate,
did your sister try
and contact you recently?
No.
Or any time in the last 38 years?
No.
She was using the name Ann Hegarty.
Does that mean anything to you?
Can you confirm where you were
at 6:00 am on Sunday morning?
I was here with my wife asleep.
There was no one else in the house.
Our daughters have
just gone to India
on a walk, erm, for charity.
Do you have security cameras?
Just for elimination?
(Mark exhaling) Er yeah, we do,
but I don't know. Er
All the camera stuff is
in the downstairs hallway cupboard.
Just take whatever you need.
All these years,
wondering what happened to her.
-Why didn't she contact me?
-(sighs)
-(birds chirping)
-(indistinct chatter)
What do you think?
Well, it's it's a shock.
(Lucy) Sorry, excuse me?
Erm
What happened to Ann,
it really damaged Mark.
He lost his family,
and he's just always blamed himself
for not protecting her.
He needs answers, Detective.
All right, we all do. Please?
I'll do my best, Mrs Holgate.
Thank you.
(Samuel)
The Holgates' CCTV cameras.
Lucy comes home 7:00 pm, Saturday.
Mark is just after nine.
No one leaves
until 11:45 am, Sunday,
which is nearly six hours
after Ann Holgate was shot.
Ma'am. Ballistics.
Bullet striations don't match
with anything on the database,
but the weapon
A Makarov nine by 18 millimetre.
It's Russian military issue.
DCI McDonald? DS Dodds.
(indistinct chatter)
(Mary) Sit down, both of you.
Did Mark Holgate kill his sister?
No. His alibi checks.
Russian weapon. One shot.
Looks like a professional killing.
Not ruling that out, Ma'am.
OCG Task Force Intelligence file.
Over my two years with the Unit,
Mark Holgate
was a level-one target.
People trafficking, prostitution.
Holgate launders the profits
but keeps himself well insulated.
I didn't see Mark Holgate
as someone who started
as a street-level thug.
He looks so normal.
(Mary) Few misdemeanours
in his teens.
By his early 20s,
he's crime group middle management.
A cut above your average thug.
Marries the daughter
of a GP and a lecturer.
They meet while she's doing
her teacher training.
He goes to uni, does an MBA,
assumes the life of your average
wealthy fund manager.
But all the while, using
his "boutique" investment fund,
he's moving
from sterilising dirty money
for 30 percent commission to
some kind of impresario.
Nowadays, Mark Holgate
initiates and finances
large-scale cross-border
criminal enterprises.
He destroys lives, families,
communities at several removes.
You think he had his sister shot?
On his own doorstep, practically?
We can't rule it out, can we?
But this is an opportunity.
You have a duty
to keep the bereaved informed
about any developments
in your inquiries.
One smoking gun is all we need.
One loose brick
to pull his whole house down.
And a few other houses, too. Clear?
Yes, Ma'am.
(birds chirping)
Hi.
We need to go see the girls.
Now.
I still can't believe
that Mr Holgate's some sort of
crime lord.
And why is the death of his sister
an opportunity?
We can get inside his life
and his family. Subtly.
We put a bit of pressure on him,
destabilise him
Maybe he makes a mistake.
Well, if he's, you know,
a criminal mastermind,
won't he know
that we're doing that?
Well, he'll suspect,
of course, but
Okay, so
we're just two low-level coppers
doing our duty.
Don't give him cause to think
we've got another agenda. Okay?
Okay, so, erm,
I'm a cop,
posing as a non-undercover cop.
Whatever works for you.
He's not answering my texts.
The boyfriend.
Do you think I was too harsh
about the washing tab box?
Well, it's just your way, Ma'am.
He must be used to it by now.
Can we come in, sir?
Er Actually, it's a bit
inconvenient at the moment.
We've got builders in,
a problem with the foundations.
Hey, listen,
what's with the uniformed officers
passing by every hour?
Oh, that's just standard procedure,
Mr Holgate.
Cos your sister's death
was a firearm incident,
we like to keep an eye
on the immediate family
-of the deceased.
-Okay. Thanks.
I apologise
if this is disturbing, but
the ballistics team
have established
that the weapon used to shoot
your sister was a Makarov 18 mil.
Russian military issued.
Which means that we can't rule out
that your sister's murder
might have been professional.
-Okay.
-Sorry, again, to ask, but
have you any idea
why someone would want
to shoot your sister like that?
Sorry, what sort
of question is that?
I mean, Mark hasn't seen Ann for
Oh.
Are you going on your holidays?
Yeah, we're flying
to India tomorrow.
To visit our daughters.
Had it planned months ago.
That's not helpful, sir.
Well, look, if there are
any developments,
we can be back within a day.
We miss our daughters.
Life goes on.
Erm, I mean,
we could postpone if
No, we can't. (chuckles)
(Dodds) Ma'am, it is a bit odd,
him going away,
-but I understand it.
-(mobile phone dinging)
(Dodds) And I Well,
I understand the whole picture,
but we've got the number three
from the crime scene.
I mean, where did it come from?
And how did it get there, and
CPS have just got in touch
about the Susie Green case.
When you took the written statement
from Nevis McLintock,
you didn't get him to sign
the declaration on the front.
So, you better go and fix that.
-Like, now.
-What
(Lauren) Sorry, Sarge,
needs to be done.
(car door closing)
(chainsaw whirring)
(Dodds shouting)
Mr McLin Mr McLintock!
(sighing) Forgive me. Er,
it's about your witness statement.
I'm sorry, it it's my fault.
We just need you to sign
the front of the statement.
Er, we need to read it out
to you first.
Okay.
(Lee) "I arrived at Mrs Green's
at 4:15 on Saturday afternoon".
"I parked my van by the side of"
-Still listening.
-(objects clattering)
Okay. Er, "side of the house
and just after 5:00 pm,
I looked through the window"
-(Nevis) Van needs a tidy.
-(Lee) I'll just carry on.
"I saw a woman in a long,
white dress in the hall".
"She took something from a handbag,
I couldn't see what".
-"After that, I didn't pay much"
-Stop!
Sarge?
(pensive music playing)
(Dodds) What is that?
Is that
What's that doing here?
(choir singing)
-(indistinct chatter)
-India?
So, he's getting out of the country
until this blows over,
and if it doesn't blow over,
then we never see him again.
So, without cause to detain him,
how do we keep him here?
His wife.
We put his key relationship
under strain.
Lucy's a kind-hearted housewife.
He's alpha and assertive,
but I don't think
she wanted to go abroad.
I think she's worried
that her family's gonna fall apart.
She really wants to know
the truth about Ann,
and she thinks I can get it.
Feels like she's
reaching out, somehow.
(inhales sharply) Okay.
Use that.
(choirmaster) Right, everyone,
back to the chorus.
(choir singing)
(indistinct chatter)
Is everything okay?
(Lauren)
Lucy, I haven't got any leads,
and Mark leaving looks
bad.
(Lucy) It's what he wants to do.
And, you know,
I have to support him.
I wonder if I took him back
to the old church
where Ann disappeared and go
through his original statement,
maybe I could
maybe I could unlock something,
anything that
they might've missed
What, you want him
to relive the whole thing?
It's (sighs)
(Lauren) I think Ann's murder
last Sunday is connected
to her disappearance
38 years ago.
(sombre music playing)
You (exhaling)
Lucy, you asked me
to get you answers.
I'm trying to help.
-I'll I'll talk to him.
-(Lauren) Thank you.
-(keypad beeping)
-(dial tone ringing)
(automated voice) The person
you have dialled is not available.
Please leave a message
after the tone.
-(tone beeping)
-Hi, it's me. (exhales)
Can you call me back? Erm
Yeah, call me back.
(inhales deeply, sighs)
(mobile phone dinging)
-(birds chirping)
-(indistinct chatter)
Okay. (sighing)
What am I doing back here?
I noticed this white dress
when we were here
yesterday morning.
And look there.
There's a piece missing.
It's been torn off.
(exhales)
And I found this
in Nevis McLintock's van.
It's a perfect match. (chuckles)
Susie Green's EpiPen.
(Lee) Ann Holgate must have
taken it from her bag at the party.
Lola Baker's innocent.
Ann Holgate killed Susie Green.
(Mark) An interview?
At the church?
Well, DCI McDonald asked me
to talk to you.
Well, she wants to help.
She seems nice.
No. No way. It's not gonna happen.
(sighing)
(Dodds) Mr McLintock,
if I can just take you back
to Saturday afternoon.
You drove to Ms Green's house, er,
for your weekly slot
treating an oak decline problem.
Yeah, well See,
some of the older trees are dying.
(inhales) Because they were planted
in Victorian times,
-and actually
-If I can just show you this.
CCTV outside Susie Green's house.
There's your van going through.
And stop and enlarge
Can you see that?
(Nevis heaving)
-(Lauren) Are you okay?
-(Nevis) Aye.
Just got a wee bit
of double vision, that's all.
Erm
(sighs)
(tense music playing)
Wait.
Is that a white dress in there?
That's what it looks like.
Oh.
(Dodds) And you told us
that you saw Lola Baker
at Ms Green's handbag
wearing a white dress.
Whoa, wait.
Hold your horses. No, I
I said I saw someone that looked
like that lady in a white dress.
-(exhales)
-You can see how we would conclude
that you haven't been
entirely truthful with us.
The woman outside the shop
Sorry, what woman?
See, I didn't think too much of it
at the time,
but when I was driving
to Mrs Green's,
I stopped at that wee mini-market
across from Victoria Park.
And there was a woman outside
and she wanted paracetamol,
but she didn't want to go in
cos her ex was inside,
and so would I go in for her?
And so I did.
And I got the paracetamol,
and then when I came out,
she wasnae there.
What was she wearing?
A dress, shoes
Colours, Nevis. What colours?
White dress.
-What did she look like?
-(Nevis) Er
Ordinary. Nice.
-(Lauren) What age was she?
-Thirties, 40s
50s, maybe.
(inhales sharply)
Nice. Had a lovely smile.
Nevis McLintock.
He's easily confused.
Easily fooled.
Now, if he is telling the truth,
which I believe he is,
he's got nothing to do with this,
then that must mean
that Ann Holgate used his van
to get in and out
of Susie Green's house.
-And frame Lola Baker.
-Exactly.
Now
This here is a photograph
of Lola Baker's wardrobe,
and it was taken
when we searched her house.
Now, look.
She wears nothing but white.
Well (chuckling)
If you wanted
to frame Lola Baker
for the murder of her mother,
you'd have needed
to have known that.
And you'd have also needed to know
that Susie Green was hosting
that party on Saturday.
But Ann could never have known
about the party.
However, how would Mark Holgate
have known all that?
He's got a rock-solid alibi.
No, but why would Mark Holgate
wanna kill Susie Green?
Susie Green
was an investigative journalist.
Fearless, by all accounts.
When we looked
into her background,
she'd exposed sex scandals,
bribery, political corruption.
And organised crime,
a lot of organised crime.
So, Mark Holgate's activities
would've been right up her street.
Maybe Ann killed Susie
to protect her brother.
Okay. (inhales deeply)
We rule nothing in,
we rule nothing out.
I'll get Lola released.
So, start at Susie's house
as a first priority.
Then let's focus on the party.
What do we have?
Okay.
So, who was at the party
at Susie Green's on Saturday?
Ruling out Lola -
why would you frame yourself?
That leaves us with Cal Baker,
her husband, and Brad Coleman.
So, where were they
at 6:00 am on Sunday morning?
What exactly
was Susie Green investigating?
(Dodds) More to the point,
who was she investigating?
All these stories, these articles.
Her handwriting,
It's indecipherable.
And most of it's in shorthand.
That's gonna take a while.
I'll shout out
a specialist search team.
Sarge?
(indistinct chatter)
(sighs)
I've come here
to organise my mother's funeral.
Oh, and I'm suing
for wrongful arrest.
Lola, listen.
You do what you have to do.
The force is gonna issue
a formal apology, but
I'm sorry.
We jumped to the wrong conclusion.
Who killed my mother?
It's possible her death
was related to her work.
Did she mention
what she was working on recently?
If I asked my mum about her work,
she'd say,
"It's better you don't know".
What about you, Lola?
(sombre music playing)
(inhales) Look, we had our issues
and we could be
at each other's throats
about everything, but
she was an amazing woman.
The stories she ran,
the people she took on
She was fearless
cos she had values.
And I'm trying to inherit
her values, not her money.
(Lauren) I'm sorry, Lola,
but with your husband's business
going under
Sorry, what?
You didn't know?
No.
-No, I didn't know that.
-Ms Baker
can you confirm
where your husband was
on Sunday morning at 6:00 am?
-After we released him.
-Why?
There's been a second killing
connected to your mother's death.
-On Sunday morning.
-(sighs)
Look, I I I don't know
where he went. He
He didn't come home
till after eight.
He said he needed to go for a walk
to clear his head.
(Lauren) We finished
interviewing you at 5:30 am.
So, where were you at 6:00 am?
I was at home trying to sleep,
but I couldn't.
Er, why,
what happened Sunday morning?
A woman named Ann Holgate
was shot in her flat.
Who's Ann Holgate?
The person
who murdered your mother-in-law.
Lola didn't tell you?
We made a mistake.
I thought you'd be happy
to hear that.
Yeah. Yeah, I am. I am happy.
I guess doubly happy.
You get your wife back.
She gets her mother's money,
and that's certainly enough to get
this place back on its feet.
Well, er, that's good news.
Thank you.
(Lauren)
So, we're still after a murderer.
And that person knew that Lola
was gonna be
in Ms Green's house on Saturday
and set out to frame her.
You think I killed
my mother-in-law,
and then framed my wife
to bail out my business,
when everything
I've ever done is for Lola?
Are you serious?
Well, I was down at your station,
mate, wasn't I?
Giving you a detailed statement.
Actually, Mr Coleman,
we released you at 5:30 am.
So, 6:00 am, where were you then?
I went straight home, alone.
Couldn't sleep, obviously.
(Dodds) Well, at 6:00 am
on Sunday morning
a woman called Ann Holgate
was shot dead in her flat.
(ominous music playing)
Sorry, what what's this
Ann woman got to do with me?
Because she murdered your fiancée.
What?
Hang on. I I
Well, I thought it was Lola.
-We made a mistake.
-That's some mistake.
We're now considering
the possibility
that the person
who shot Ann Holgate
colluded with her
in the murder of your fiancée.
And then shot Ann Holgate
at 6:00 am on Sunday morning.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait a second.
You think I'm behind two murders?
(chuckling) Seriously?
(laughs)
Let's let's get it
out there, okay?
Erm, I'm no angel.
I've been in trouble
with the law before.
Low-level stuff, then I met Susie.
I put all that crap behind me.
Now, you've gotta believe me.
(birds chirping)
(Lauren) Cal still claims
he was with Lola at 6:00 am.
And he didn't seem happy
she was released.
He's not being straight with us.
(Dodds) I could say the same
about Mr Coleman.
And he didn't have
a verifiable alibi.
(Lauren) So, we rule out
Nevis McLintock?
Well
if Nevis is somehow involved
in the murder of Ms Green, then,
erm, why would he tell us
about the woman outside the shop?
(Lauren) Hmm.
(mobile phone dinging)
London? He's in London.
Oh, so, he texted you back, did he?
No, I've got
a tracking app on him 247.
Does he know that?
'Course he does.
Who do you think I am, Sarge?
-(Dodds) Has he got one on you?
-No, I'm police. It's not allowed.
What is he doing in The Anchor
at this time of day?
And don't say,
"It's five o'clock somewhere".
I don't even know
what that means, Ma'am.
And why isn't he answering
my calls or my texts?
(mobile phone dinging)
Ormond wants a word.
(indistinct chatter)
(Mary) Mark Holgate's solicitor's
been in touch.
He's agreed to the interview
at the church.
Very good work, Lauren.
Your approach with his wife worked.
Er, approach with his wife?
-I reached out to her.
-Er
I think he might be abusive.
Their relationship shows signs
of coercive control.
So, did Holgate commission
his sister to kill Susie Green?
Is he the one pulling the strings?
Sarge, we need you to go through
the Ann Holgate disappearance file.
You don't need to write this down.
Go over Mark's interview
and statements.
-Fine-tooth comb.
-Ah.
(pensive music playing)
(indistinct chatter)
(chair squeaking)
(sighs)
(crows cawing)
(Mark) Lucy said she wouldn't be
on the plane to Mumbai
unless I agreed to this.
Though I hardly see the point.
It was nearly 40 years ago.
Well, thank you
for your cooperation.
I appreciate it.
Sergeant Dodds?
(chuckles)
So, erm, can I just take you back
to the 24th of July, 1986, sir?
Erm, in your own words.
(Mark) Right, well,
Ann had always wanted
to visit this place,
God knows why, and I tagged along.
When we got here, she told me
to go and see the six deadly sins.
Six? Don't you mean
seven deadly sins, sir?
Oh, yeah. Seven.
So, er
I had a look,
and then when I turned back,
she'd gone.
One (mumbles indistinctly)
Oh, yeah, no, look, it is six.
-What?
-Well, there's only six
deadly sins here, sir.
Not seven.
So, if Ann told you to go
and look at the six deadly sins
Look, I don't know what she
It was a long time ago.
Well, it says seven
in your written statement,
but I suppose someone
could have changed that.
So, if your sister
hadn't been here before,
how did she know to tell you to go
and look for the six deadly sins?
I have no idea.
(indistinct radio chatter)
Ann vanished when your back
was turned. I mean
(chuckling) she must've
been here before. Sir?
Do you think it's possible
that your sister might've staged
her own disappearance?
-(sighs)
-(Dodds) In your statement,
you say that you didn't call
the police straight away.
I thought she'd gone back
to get the train.
So that's what I did.
When I got back home
and she wasn't there,
that's when my old man
raised the alarm.
So, if she didn't go back
to the train station,
her only other route
would've been
this way.
Why would Ann do that?
I don't know.
Are you acquainted
with a woman called Susie Green?
She was murdered in her home
in Bath, last Saturday afternoon.
Why would you ask me that?
We have compelling evidence
that your sister killed her.
Okay, look.
I'm here on good faith
on the advice of my solicitor,
as a witness, not a suspect.
But thanks for the closure.
(Lauren) What are you thinking?
(inhales sharply) Well, look
at all these old barges.
Does anyone live in here?
Does anyone use them?
They're sort of invisible.
I'm thinking
about this three-hour delay
before the police were called.
Which puts them behind the curve,
playing catch-up.
They assume the worst,
a 15-year-old girl being abducted.
They set up roadblocks,
cover train stations,
watch the airport.
-Nothing.
-Hmm.
All the while,
no one's living in these barges.
(Samuel) July '86.
So, the vessels using the Bradford
on Avon East Lock
Well, some have
been decommissioned,
but there is still a few
on the inland waterway system.
Look, I think I've got
the boat Ann left on.
So, 4:13 pm
on the 24th of July, 1986,
so three hours
before the police were alerted,
a barge called The Walrus
went through the East Lock.
And The Walrus is still moored
in Reading.
Er, are you sure?
I mean, it is 30 years ago.
Well, the registered owner
of The Walrus was Joe Hegarty.
But he died in 2014.
(Lauren) Ann slips away
from her brother,
disappears with this guy,
and took his surname?
(indistinct chatter)
Right.
Reading.
Oh, I heard back
from the boyfriend.
-Eventually. Late last night.
-What is he doing in London?
He said he had
a few days off and I don't get it.
Why would he just take off
like that? Out of the blue?
-Well, just ask him.
-Oh, he's not answering my texts
Well, he is. But not properly.
Like, one or two-word replies.
Well, what about
open questions, Ma'am?
You know, like when
when you're, erm
when you're interviewing
your suspects.
You know, open questions,
they're good, aren't they?
They get 'em talking.
-Yeah, you might be right, Sarge.
-(indistinct chatter)
When did you get
emotional intelligence?
Oh
Ah, there she is. The Walrus.
Blimey, it's, er,
it looks lived-in, doesn't it?
(birds chirping)
Erm, sorry.
What're you looking for?
No one no one uses
this boat anymore.
We're police. DCI Lauren McDonald.
Oh, erm, sorry. I need to get up
to football practice.
We're looking for some information
on Ann Holgate, or Ann Hegarty.
She was killed on Sunday morning.
(solemn music playing)
(social worker)
Your interview will have to wait.
He's under 16, both parents gone.
We need to put his welfare first.
Can I just ask one question?
Just one.
(inhales deeply)
Luke, do you recognise this woman?
Yeah.
She she came to the boat.
Last week.
The day Mum left.
(birds chirping)
(Lauren) You have a nephew.
His name's Luke. He's 15.
And he's all alone
now his mum's been shot.
And someone's got to tell him
that his mother
murdered Susie Green.
Do you want to meet
your nephew, sir?
Perhaps you could be the one
to break it to him.
(Dodds) We've also established
that Susie Green had been
in contact with your sister.
Do you happen to know
anything about that?
(tense music playing)
(Mark) You think I don't know
what you're doing?
I know how it works
in police intelligence.
You use my sister's murder
to worm your way into my life.
(scoffs)
You come in here with your lies,
your fictions
try and disrupt my business,
my family.
My sister murdered Susie Green?
I murdered my sister?
What? Why would they say
something like that?
(sighs)
Can you go upstairs, please?
(exhales) It's Ormond.
She can't get me on Ann,
so she comes at me
with this other thing. (scoffs)
Ormond. (exhales)
I mean she takes
a very personal interest in me.
She's a bit obsessed.
-(indistinct chatter)
-Come on.
-Ormond? Him?
-Ah, Ma'am.
Yeah, I know.
Our mission is to find the killer
of Ann Holgate and Susie Green.
Now, if it is personal
between him and Ormond,
then our mission is
is severely compromised.
(Lauren sighing)
Okay, but I'll talk to her.
(chair creaks)
(sighs)
Yes. It's true. It is personal.
But not in that way.
23rd of July, 2019,
Mark Holgate and his family
on a city break in Brussels.
Mark peels off alone
and meets with Alicia Ortiz,
a Panamanian entrepreneur
who's based in Rotterdam.
Mark invests 200K
in her property business
but his investment
is actually in ecstasy,
some of which finds its way
to a street-level dealer
in Bristol.
He sells a contaminated batch
of pills to a young man
who's organising
a New Year's Eve party
for his friends.
31st of December, 2019,
at The Hut nightclub,
five people are rushed to A&E.
Four survive, just.
One dies.
A 22-year-old car mechanic.
Philip Ormond.
I joined the choir
a day after the inquest.
When you become part of something
bigger than yourself
like singing in a group
you you can lose yourself
for a while.
I'm I'm so sorry, Ma'am.
(computer beeping)
Ah.
(pensive music playing)
The boy, Luke, is ready
to be interviewed.
(Lauren) Ma'am.
Probably best that we don't mention
that his mother killed Susie Green.
He's very young.
We'll get to that in time, eh?
Ma'am.
(machine beeping)
(Luke) Mum and Dad
were childhood friends.
They grew up together
and lived on The Walrus.
They kept themselves to themselves.
It was all casual work,
cash in hand.
They had me, and that's
that's just how it went.
The three of us. No friends.
Then Dad died,
so it was just me and mum.
So, your mum left you
on the boat last week, alone,
after the woman that I showed you
in the photo turned up?
(Luke) Yeah.
Did she say
why she was leaving, Luke?
She told me
it wouldn't take long. Erm
She said she had something to do.
That was all she told me.
Okay.
Did you ever see this man
in her company?
(Luke) Yes.
I think that's Mum's brother.
I've never met him,
but Mum was really scared of him.
Did my mum do something wrong?
We're still working on that, son.
(birds chirping)
(Mark) Alice, Isla, it's Dad.
It's Dad. Can you hear me?
(water trickling)
(Mark) It's a terrible line.
No, no, no, no, no.
It's nothing important.
I just I just wanted to say
I miss you.
I miss you!
And I love you.
Hello?
-(sighs)
-(keypad beeping)
(playful music playing)
(door opening)
Hi, guys. All right?
-(Lee) Sarge.
-(Samuel) Morning.
You know we didn't
take your chair, right?
Yeah. We know
how much it means to you.
I'm sorry, chaps.
I just wanna know where it went.
-Like, who's got it?
-(Lee) We don't know.
(Samuel)
Maybe the cleaners moved it?
No, no, no.
I interviewed all of them.
-(Lauren) Excuse me?
-Oh, sorry.
You really think I'd nick
your chair?
-No!
-(door opening)
Do you know, we now know
that Susie Green discovered
the whereabouts of Ann Holgate,
who then returns to Bath
after Susie's visit.
Yeah. Which makes me think
that Susie was doing a story
on Mark Holgate.
Otherwise, why was she looking
for his long-lost sister?
Yeah, but Ann,
why would she kill Susie Green?
(Lauren) Maybe Mark threatened her?
I don't know.
Look, this whole chair thing -
can't you just forget about it
and move on?
No, no, I No.
Afraid afraid I can't, Ma'am.
It's, er, me and my chair,
you and your boyfriend.
That's not really the same thing.
The boyfriend's
my key relationship.
Is your chair
your key relationship?
Look, listen.
You know your boyfriend,
he's keeping something from you,
and it's eating away at you.
But just
just look around you. Right?
We're supposed to be a team.
All of us.
And someone's just taken my chair,
and it just breeds mistrust.
Er, suspicion.
Makes me think that some things
are being held back from me.
And the Superintendent.
Did you, erm, speak to her?
Yeah. And is Mark Holgate right?
Is it, you know
(whispers) personal?
-No.
-(keyboard clacking)
(Samuel) Ma'am.
Australians have come through
on Brad Coleman.
(mellow music playing)
Bit more to him
than antique dealer. A lot more.
(indistinct chatter)
(police siren wailing)
(Brad) Have a seat.
The Bath lifestyle.
It's all about the facades,
isn't it, hmm?
I've gone full bush,
as we say in Australia. (exhaling)
As you can see
I gained nothing
from Susie's death. Nada.
That's not why we're here.
(Dodds) The firearm
used to shoot Ann Holgate
was a Makarov
nine by 18 millimetre.
Are you familiar
with that weapon, sir?
(Lauren) You're ex-military.
Five years
in the Australian special forces.
And there were known to be
thousands of Makarov
kicking around Afghanistan,
where you served
between 2008 and 2010.
(sighs) Look
Yes, I have killed before.
Legitimately, more or less.
(Lauren) Did Mark Holgate
commission you
to kill your fiancée
and then his sister?
Cos when we look at who had
the capability and the opportunity
to carry out these murders,
we land on you, Brad.
I didn't kill Susie, all right?
(yelling) Or anyone else.
What do you guys want?
You want me to go
on the witness stand?
-Cos I'm not doing it, eh.
-You don't get to negotiate that.
(sighs, slurps)
(eerie music playing)
(exhales)
Susie gave me this for safekeeping.
(exhales)
She didn't want it in her house.
She told me not to open it,
and I didn't, until yesterday
when you told me that Lola
wasn't the one that killed her.
What is this? Why didn't you
show me this yesterday?
(sighing) Come on, mate. (chuckles)
I'm down on my uppers here.
Living in Bath ain't cheap.
Thought I could make a bit of money
out of that. You know, erm
sell it to the papers,
maybe, or, erm
(clicks tongue) maybe not.
Now, erm, we recovered
this from Brad Coleman.
(sighs) These are the highlights.
Now, Susie Green, she was writing
a piece about Mark Holgate.
And this is a witness statement
by Ann Holgate,
and it's signed and dated
last Wednesday.
I think that this might be
the smoking gun
that you've been
looking for, Ma'am.
I've got him.
(pensive music playing)
(door knocking)
We've just had a call
from Lucy Holgate.
Her husband's disappeared.
(birds chirping)
(Lauren)
We're blocking the airports,
and we've got road cameras
looking for his number plate, so
Oh, no. He's taken my car.
What?
Yeah? Okay. Yeah.
So, it turns out that Mark Holgate
has taken his wife's car.
Okay. Ping me
when you have something.
I'm sorry, what Look
I don't understand. What's
So Mark launders money.
-What?
-(Lauren) Drugs money,
profits from people trafficking,
-prostitution, extortion.
-What?
(Lauren) He leverages
those profits,
and then the organised crime groups
that employ him reinvest that money
into more drugs, more prostitution,
more people trafficking, etc.
And we have compelling evidence
that he's behind both the murders
of Susie Green and his own sister.
(breathes shakily)
Well
I think you'd better see this.
I mean, he must have left
in quite a hurry,
because he left that door open.
And I didn't even know
this was down here.
Oh, God.
(Dodds) Is this another way
in and out of the building?
(Lucy)
Every morning, I take 20 minutes
opening the shutters in this house
and then 20 minutes
every evening closing them.
So, that is five hours a week,
250 hours a year,
opening and closing like a puppet.
I'm sorry.
We have separate bedrooms.
So, your your husband,
he he could've gone this way
on Sunday morning?
(Lucy) Yeah.
I I've wondered, but he's
You know, Mark's
He's not the kind of man
that you question, you know?
If he'd had come this way,
he would've avoided
-all the security cameras.
-(mobile phone dinging)
We've got a fix on your car.
-(police sirens blaring)
-(indistinct chatter)
(officer 1) Get out of the car!
Get out of the car!
Stay there!
Stay where you are!
(officer 1)
Hands where we can see them!
(officer 2) Stay where you are!
(Mark) So, do you wanna tell me
why I'm here?
(Lauren)
Susie Green was investigating you
and your activities.
She found Ann and persuaded her
to do a tell-all.
Sarge?
(Dodds) Right, now, erm,
this is a full witness statement
of Ann Holgate, your sister,
which we found in the possession
of Susie Green.
-(pages rustling)
-(Dodds) It's signed
and, er, dated there.
And she says that she ran away
with her friend, Joe Hegarty,
and she wasn't sure
what you were capable of
and that, er,
that Joe protected her from you.
(Lauren) Your nephew told us
Ann was scared of you.
You'd threatened her.
Told her that she was not only
in danger from you,
but also the people
that you worked for.
That's why she vanished
and didn't say anything
to the police.
What did she witness, Mark?
Are you going to tell us,
or shall we tell you?
Keep it professional, love.
Sergeant.
(pages rustling)
"Murdered drug dealer
named as Gary Graham".
A 17-year-old street dealer
was stabbed in an alleyway
next to a youth club
in Bathwick, in 1986.
And the killer was never found.
And the police, they reckoned
that it was a gang dispute.
And they were right, weren't they?
Because you murdered
Gary Graham.
(sighs)
(Dodds)
And Ann Holgate witnessed it.
And here, you see, she's
she's quite specific.
She says, er
"He stabbed him three times
in the torso
with two different knives."
(Lauren) Now, the police withheld
this information,
which means she wouldn't know it
unless she'd seen it.
(Mary) So, you're under arrest
for the murder of Gary Graham.
(suspenseful music playing)
I told you it was personal.
(Lauren) We've found
your escape route
out of your house,
avoiding all the security cameras.
So, Sunday morning?
Sunday morning,
I was on a video call in my bedroom
to associates in Dubai
between 5:00 am and 7:00 am.
I've still got the details.
You can check.
Ann and Susie,
both women who threatened
to bring your house down,
both dead.
Not by me, hands-on or hands-off.
Both deaths to your advantage.
Cos someone's setting me up.
Susie Green had a nut allergy
and was poisoned with nut oil.
We found her EpiPen
in your sister's apartment.
Planted. I'm telling you,
someone's setting me up.
-Who?
-I don't know. Enemies?
I don't know.
But someone's setting me up.
-Who?
-(yells) I don't know!
-I don't know!
-Calm down, sir.
Keep it professional, Mark.
I'm telling you.
You nuggets
have missed a trick here.
(indistinct chatter)
Is he right?
Ann Holgate didn't kill
Susie Green?
The evidence was planted?
If he's right,
what are we left with?
Oh, well, er, Nevis McLintock.
I mean, he's the only one
who actually saw the killer, so
Great, the world's
most unreliable eyewitness.
(crows cawing)
(Lauren) We need to talk to you
about the woman that you saw
outside the shops on Saturday,
the one that got into your van.
(Nevis) Aye. Sorry, Detective.
The double-vision thing,
I should've told you about that.
But when youse came to talk to me
about the murder of Mrs Green,
I liked youse.
You seemed like decent people,
so I wanted to help you, you know.
Okay. Thanks.
So, I'm gonna show you a photo.
This photo is of the dead woman.
She's been shot in the head.
Oh.
We've cleaned her up,
but take your time.
Is this the woman
you encountered on Saturday?
Oh, sorry. I don't want
to mess you around anymore.
I couldnae say.
Well, can you remember anything?
Erm, any detail?
Yeah, she had a lovely wee smile
and lovely eyes.
That doesn't really help us.
-(Dodds) What colour eyes?
-Brown.
(mysterious music playing)
(Dodds) They're blue. Blue eyes.
Yeah, Mark Holgate was right.
His sister
couldn't have killed Susie.
So, who did?
Nevis, we need to ask you
a few more questions
about this woman.
Well, you know, like,
I've told you everything.
And I was a wee bit distracted
by her.
-Sir, erm, distracted?
-(Nevis) Well, yes. (sighing)
You know, well, you know,
I've never really been able
to keep a girlfriend,
you know, and
(sighs) I'm just,
I'm running out of time.
I cannae really
think straight anymore.
She just seemed so wee and lovely.
And the way she looked at me
with those brown eyes,
you know, it was
it was like she understood.
The way she smiled at me.
(Dodds) Mr McLintock, now
Can you just
-can we just go back to
-Are you all right, yeah?
-(Dodds) Ma'am?
-Shh!
Airports.
Passenger manifests
for every flight
leaving the UK today.
And when I say airports,
I mean private airfields as well.
Oh, yeah.
I know exactly
who I'm looking for.
(intense music playing)
(engine roaring)
(police siren wailing)
(indistinct radio chatter)
(officers shouting indistinctly)
(indistinct chatter)
Nevis, do you recognise
this person?
Is that the woman that got
into your van last Saturday?
Yeah.
That's her, definitely. Definitely.
So, she murdered Miss Green?
(police siren blaring)
(Lauren) There's water
in the back there
if you need it, Lucy.
You know, Mrs Holgate (scoffs)
the things that give people away
never ceases to amaze me.
In this case, it was your
characteristic head tilt.
Is that all you've got?
We've also got your husband.
He'll need telling, won't he?
(Mark) All my businesses,
all my dealings
I couldn't have done it
without her. Any of it.
(indistinct chatter)
(Mark)
Every decision, every play
she was behind all of it.
Lucy can read people.
You give her a problem,
a series of problems,
kings and kingmakers
with big egos and
(inhales deeply)
big reputations to manage
(scoffs) she'd pull it off.
She'd play them all
against each other.
(sighs) When you told me
about Ann's death
We need to go see the girls now.
I thought my sister's shooting
was a message from my enemies.
You're being paranoid.
It looks bad if you run.
(Mark) Lucy Lucy wanted
to keep me in your crosshairs.
That interview at the church
(sighing)
she persuaded me to do it.
Listen to me.
McDonald thinks
you're hiding something
about Ann's disappearance.
But you're not, are you?
No.
Right, so,
cooperate with them. Hmm?
-(Mark sighing)
-Show them you're sincere.
(sighs)
(Lauren) So, all that
dominating husband,
compliant wife
was just for public consumption?
Mm.
Why?
Why did she wanna keep you here?
(sighs)
From the start,
I'd set a firewall up
to protect Lucy,
so that if I was ever
legally compromised,
she'd be immune
and I'd draw all the heat.
When you found Luke,
I knew that it was only
a matter of time
before you'd get
to Gary Graham and
everything else, so
I did what she wanted.
What she'd being planning
for all along.
There we are. Here.
This morning, I signed everything
over to her.
(smooches)
(Mark) The businesses,
the properties the investment.
Cleaned up
the income stream, everything.
And then
And then she called us
and got you arrested.
I'm not gonna testify against her.
But your wife of, what, 20 years
is making you look stupid.
I got as close to her
as anyone ever could.
Beneath that facade,
there's nothing.
Nothing.
Why did she turn on you?
The one thing I never told her
In all these years,
I never mentioned Gary Graham.
(sighs)
I'm not gonna testify against her.
You'll be put away
for a long time, Mark.
(Mark) It's not that.
It's because I still love her.
(chuckles)
I still love her. (exhales)
-(pensive music playing)
-(indistinct chatter)
(police siren wailing)
(Lauren) He won't testify,
and she won't crack.
We don't have
any physical evidence against her,
and our only eyewitness
has episodes of double vision.
So what else is there?
The greater good.
-So, it's my decision?
-You're the boss, Ma'am.
Okay.
I'll talk
to the appropriate agencies.
(Lauren) Any joy with your chair?
Er, no, no.
Erm, but you're right, Ma'am.
There's plenty more fish
in the sea.
I've moved on.
It's an unsolved mystery.
Well, you've cracked the case
about the moody diva
gas fitter in London.
We had a barney about
what we're gonna do next weekend.
He wanted to have a barbecue.
I wanted to gut the flat.
-Well, can't you do both?
-No. When I gut, I gut.
Anyway, I blurted out something
about actually quite liking Bath
and not missing London,
and he just hangs up.
You see, the plan was always
to go back to London.
Oh, yeah, yeah. Of course, yeah.
-Right, ready?
-Yeah, I think so. Erm, are you?
Yeah.
(recorder beeping)
We're questioning you
under caution, Mrs Holgate,
on the suspicion of the murders
of Susie Green and Ann Holgate.
My client has prepared a statement.
I'd prefer it
from the horse's mouth.
My client has prepared a statement.
Okay. Let's see
where that takes us.
(George clearing throat)
"My marriage to Mark Holgate
was a 20-year prison sentence".
"I have been gas-lighted
and coerced"
Facts, not fiction, please.
Mm.
"Susan Green was a friend".
"We became close
through our Pilates class".
"She told me she'd discovered
Mark's missing sister,
who was prepared to testify
he'd fatally stabbed
Gary Graham in 1986".
"Susie told me
that I should get myself
and my daughters away from Mark".
"My whole life
was about to come crashing down".
"She gave me a week to do so".
(Dodds) And did she also tell you
that Ann Holgate
-was lodging at Lycombe Court?
-No comment.
And did she tell you about her
engagement party on Saturday?
No comment.
"I was, of course,
distressed by the news,
but such was my husband's
hold over me"
Oh, come on. Cut the act.
It's not gonna wash.
(Dodds) Your husband has alibis
for both the murders.
And we have a witness
who can positively identify you.
Nevis McLintock
has already misidentified
the murderer of Susan Green.
As for the shooting of Ann Holgate,
my client was at home.
It was you who used
your basement escape route.
(George) Do you have one shred
of physical evidence
that places Mrs Holgate
in that apartment
on Sunday morning?
(mysterious music playing)
(sniffs)
(George) To be clear, DCI McDonald,
you're proposing
a four-year sentence for my client
for financial irregularities.
-Four years?
-No murder charges.
What?!
But she did it!
-She did both the murders!
-Sergeant Dodds. Please.
-I
-Authorised by the CPS
and the National Police
Intelligence Agency.
In exchange for the ongoing supply
of information
on all Mark Holgate's associates
and operations.
We want everything, Lucy.
I'm a gold mine.
-Four years?
-It was the best we could do.
Two for each murder?
(Lauren) She's not gonna crack.
You can see that.
She's an extremely high-value
intelligence asset.
The things she knows,
connections, dates, names.
This stuff is invaluable.
Why didn't you tell me
what you were doing
you and Ormond?
And you didn't tell me
that it is personal for Ormond.
No, I didn't, cos
I'm your boss. Okay?
Luke Hegarty has lost his mother.
(Lauren) It's for the greater good.
We are gonna save a lot of lives.
Lola Baker lost her mother.
(whispers) Oh, shut up!
We haven't got one piece
of trace evidence.
We haven't got
one reliable eyewitness
that places Lucy
She slipped out of her house
on Sunday morning.
(Lauren) Where's the proof?
Where is it?
Well, I don't know!
I mean, I I can't
(dramatic music playing)
What?
-My client is
-(shouts) Shut up!
Oh, I'm sorry. Sorry, sir.
Won't be a moment, sir.
Right, give me an hour.
Erm, take her back to her house,
and don't let her sign anything.
Okay, Sarge. You've got it.
Three. Do we have the three?
-Pardon?
-(Dodds) The number three!
Ah, yes. Er, it's
Yeah. There.
-Sarge?
-(exhales)
(indistinct radio chatter)
Why have you brought me here?
-(car door closing)
-When you're ready, Lucy.
-(birds chirping)
-(dramatic music playing)
Mrs Holgate,
if I can just take you back
to Sunday morning.
Now, your husband
was on a video call to Dubai.
This is between 5:00 am
and 7:00 am.
Now, he never left his bedroom.
My client didn't leave her bedroom
and won't lie for him.
But if she had
-Where's he going with this?
-Downstairs, I think.
Quite a mess, isn't it?
And anyone trying to access
the secret escape route,
they'd, er, they'd have to pick
their way through all of this.
And all the electrics
are re-routed.
You see? But the chaps, you know,
they they followed
the correct procedure.
They've re-labelled
the fuse box with this
It's a temporary signage system.
So, look, there we go.
That's That is the fifth floor.
So that's C-5.
Fourth floor, C-4.
Third floor, C
Oh!
(suspenseful music playing)
(Dodds) Look at that.
But where's the number three?
If you see there, er, Ms Holgate,
the "C" is still in place,
but below it,
there's some adhesive.
You see?
Oh
Where is the number three?
(drill whirring)
(Dodds) "Oh, I suppose
it must have fallen off, yeah".
But it's not here.
It's gone.
Okay. Okay, this needs to stop now.
The missing three, Sergeant Dodds.
Do you happen to know where it is?
I do,
Detective Chief Inspector McDonald.
I have it right here.
There. Look at that.
Perfect fit.
And there's even a scratch.
It's running continuously
across the "C" onto the "3".
So
this little tile
came from this house,
from this very spot.
And I believe it was accidentally
picked up on someone's shoe
(gunshots)
and deposited
next to Ann Holgate's corpse
-by you
-(door closing)
Mrs Holgate.
-Here we are.
-Oh, er, thank you very much.
Ah. (chuckles)
It's like Christmas, isn't it?
Er, now, we recovered these
from upstairs.
On the sole of your right shoe,
we found traces of adhesive,
and once our forensics team
have processed it,
and they're very good,
it will match the adhesive found
on this little chap.
Deal's off.
We've got your client
on the murder of Ann Holgate.
(scoffs)
I have to close
all the shutters now.
(indistinct chatter)
What are you looking at?
Someone that's going away
for a very long time.
Hey, don't beat yourself up
about it,
but you couldn't have done this
without my wife.
She put me here, not you.
How does that make you feel?
Better than it felt this morning.
-Bin him.
-(officer) Yes, Ma'am.
This way, Mr Holgate.
(solemn music playing)
(Lucy) It wouldn't have happened
if Mark had
just told me everything.
But he didn't.
You know, the stabbing of the boy
and Ann's disappearance
He broke the seal of trust.
And I can't function, you see,
unless I know everything.
So I decided to send him down
and take all his money.
That's my nature.
And once someone like me
is powered into life
well, you have to fill
the vacuum, don't you?
How?
(Lucy) I learnt behaviours
from friends.
So, wife, mother.
Lovely Lucy, seen but not noticed.
(scoffing)
Even found myself
the right man to marry.
Mark still loves you.
Mm. (chuckles)
And your daughters?
The only emotion I've ever been
able to feel is anger
at not being able to feel anything.
It can be quite the solo mission.
(scoffing)
And now I'm crying
because I don't feel anything.
How does that work?
(birds chirping)
-(birds chirping)
-(church bell tolling)
(Lauren) I've taken a lot
of confessions in my time.
They are long and intense,
and by the end of it,
you know the person better
than when you started.
But not Lucy.
She was different.
(indistinct chatter)
So, erm the boyfriend?
-Erm, London?
-(Lauren) Yeah.
He is talking to me, but I'm gonna
have to play that one by ear.
Let him have that barbecue
at the weekend.
Absolutely not!
I need to gut the
Oh, you're right, Sarge.
Where did you get
emotional intelligence?
I got it from you, Ma'am.
(Lauren) It's tricky, isn't it?
If it's not a gas fitter
who can't open a washing tab box,
-it's a broken chair.
-(tablet dinging)
Ormond.
She wants a word with both of us.
(playful music playing)
I owe you an apology, Sergeant.
(Dodds) Oh! Oh, well, you know,
we're all under a lot of pressure,
-and, you know, you snapped, but
-Why would I apologise for that?
Oh, well, you wouldn't.
I mean, no. Who ever
There's something you need to know.
There's no easy way
to share this
but I stole your chair.
My own chair malfunctioned,
and I like to have my feet
on the ground when I'm working.
-Don't we all?
-(Mary) I've ordered you a new one.
The Modulator Mark 4
Special Edition.
A Mark 4?
(Mary) Hmm.
-(keyboard clacking)
-(indistinct chatter)
Back to work.
(theme music playing)
(theme music concludes)