- Hi. - Hi. I'm Jack.
- I'm Lucy. - Hi, Lucy.
- What are you doing here? - Waiting for you.
You're my dad, after all.
She's just staying with me just for a couple of days.
What the fuck? She is 16.
What the fuck are you doing?!
Oh, fuck. I think she's my daughter.
- You have to tell Drummond. - I can't.
DRUMMOND: Charlie sent the DNA down to forensics
for a cross-reference against yours.
It's positive.
She's yours, mate.
WESTON: Lucy?
Police Control. Put me through to Police Control.
This is D.S. Weston. I've got an abduction.
My daughter's missing.
Synced and corrected by MasterCookie - www.addic7ed.com -
Uh, okay. Neighbors here saw an IC3 male
dump Lucy into the back of a white van.
Didn't get a proper I.D. on him.
They said he was late 20s, early 30s.
Okay. Let's go in.
WESTON: There's blood on the pavement.
The door was open.
Came up here. Placed the tip.
So came up here. Bedroom was empty.
And then this is what we've got.
DRUMMOND: Okay. A struggle.
- Li? - BROOKS: Yeah. Okay.
The team is assembling outside.
Get this swabbed. Fast-track it to the lab.
I want it tested against Lucy's DNA.
Jack, do you know what? I think it's best if I oversee this.
No. Can I supervise this, please?
No, I really...
- DRUMMOND: Come. Jack, come on. - BROOKS: Trust me.
I'm really sorry, but you know you can't be part
- of this investigation. - [Sighs]
Yeah? Significant witness and all that.
- Go and sit in my car. - Fuck's sake.
- STEELE: I'll sit with him. - DRUMMOND: All right.
I want every resource thrown at this.
Lucy's victimology is the priority of the day.
ROSCOE: Okay, sir.
Um, okay.
So, in the bathroom itself,
we have three sets of fingerprints.
One's Jack's. One's Lucy.
The other... We're not sure yet.
We have an unidentified glove print on the door.
On the mirror here,
we found Lucy's prints and Jack's prints,
- but no one else's. - What's this?
Well, it suggests that it was Lucy who had a grip on this.
So my guess would be that she's the one who has used it.
And that blood is quite possibly not hers.
- Right. - If she did attack
and get blood on her hands, then this pattern here
suggests that she was dragged.
But, again, I'm having this blood fast-tracked.
As soon as I know whether or not it's Lucy's...
You need a match on that blood, right?
BROOKS: Yeah. I just hope if it's not Lucy's blood
and she did attack in self-defense,
she hasn't made things worse.
That's what we all hope.
STEELE: You know, as well as I do,
that the best way to find her
is to go about this like we go about all of our investigations.
No, no.
This is not a normal investigation.
I am a policeman.
I-I know how these cases end up.
Has she said anything to you?
Anything that might indicate
why someone would want to take her?
- No, Charlie. No. - STEELE: Okay.
This is personal to me because it's personal to you.
I want to find her just as much as you do.
- Can we get on it and do it? - Okay? So just trust me.
Please?
And the minute I know anything, I'll tell you.
- Okay? - Thank you.
DRUMMOND: What do you got?
All right, Chief. Not as much as I'd like.
- Go on. - 3:00 p.m.
Uh-huh.
Lucy leaves custody.
5:00 p.m.
The sarge rings in a 999.
Now, I did a financial background check
on her debit cards.
At 3:30, she boards a bus.
Again at 4:00.
DRUMMOND: No idea where? No routes?
- No idea where, boss. - Okay. Get on TfL. Get the data.
- Get the routes. - Right you are, Chief.
DRUMMOND: The forensics have come back
and said that all the blood in Jack's flat
doesn't belong to Lucy Harris.
So I'm presuming it belongs to her assailant.
So time is very much of the essence.
ROSCOE: Shall I push the lab for an I.D. on that blood?
DRUMMOND: Good idea.
What else do we have?
Um, I also found a landline phone in Jack's flat.
And I called back the last dialed number.
And it actually was Mo and Stan's club.
The time of the call was at a time
when Jack was definitely here at the station.
So I'm assuming it was Lucy.
I don't know what the connection is as yet.
But it's definitely worth chasing up.
Um, TfL confirmed her movements when we tracked her debit card.
I know the first bus she took at half past 3:00
was from Madison Street,
which is where the sarge's flat is.
And the second bus she took back out east,
which I'm assuming is back towards her dad's flat,
from Knolson Street.
Now...
Where's the nearest bus stop to the Crown?
- STEELE: Jack? - Yes.
- I have an update. Okay. - Yeah?
- Sorry. - So, the blood
that we found upstairs... it's okay...
doesn't belong to Lucy, all right,
which means that she must have injured the person
who attacked her with the shaving mirror.
Thank God.
The blood belongs to Gus Adebayo.
And he also matches the description of the person
that one of your neighbors said he saw bundling her into a van.
What's he been in for?
Okay, he's got, like, a caution of criminal damage.
He kicked a wing mirror off a car in a minor dispute
with a minicab driver outside the club.
What club?
DRUMMOND: Good afternoon, Morris.
You remember D.S. Brooks.
Lucy Harris... Ring any bells?
- Yeah. - That's what she looks like.
Yeah, I know what she looks like.
DRUMMOND: She was at your club earlier today.
Just got in! What's the matter with you?
Mr. Jones, does the name Gus Adebayo
- mean anything to you? - He's my head of security. Why?
BROOKS: Well, he has been conclusively implicated
in our abduction investigation.
I'm gonna need to see CCTV footage from earlier today.
What are you talking about? What abduction?
- Where's your CCTV? - BROOKS: CCTV footage.
What's the relationship between your head of security
- and this girl here? - JONES: I have no idea.
Listen, Lucy Harris is Jack Weston's daughter.
Lucy Harris is Jack Weston's daughter.
What the fuck do you want with her?
I don't want anything with her.
- Oh, really? Really? - What the fuck is going on?
DRUMMOND: She's been kidnapped.
Stan is the one that employs the staff, not me.
You say, "Jump," and they say, "How fucking high?"
Stanley. Could I have a word, please, Stan?
- What? - Five minutes of your time.
I have nothing to say to you.
I want to talk to you about the head of security
- that you've hired... Gus. - Just go away!
- Sir? - Yeah?
- Last 24 hours. - Great.
Let's take it back to the station.
Okay, so, narrowing down that window proved helpful.
- Um, Lucy at the club. - Mm-hmm.
BROOKS: Clearly quite adamant to get in. Yep.
What's more interesting is who answers the door.
- Gus. Yeah. - STEELE: Oh.
I had a search team go 'round to Gus' bedsit.
There's no sign of him at all.
The DLVA tell me that there was a van registered in his name.
It's not at the bedsit either.
But I've put it out to Control and ANPR.
So hopefully we'll get something on that soon.
ROSCOE: Sorry to interrupt, sir.
The background checks on Adebayo are in from Interpol.
And you really need to see this.
Oh, God.
- Hi. - STEELE: Hi.
Um, we've been looking more into Gus Adebayo.
And there was a flag on the system.
And we were sent a file from Interpol.
He was arrested for GBH on his ex-wife.
- WESTON: Yeah. - He was also arrested
for having sex with an underage girl.
Okay. This is a fucking waste of my time.
This is a waste of resources, of time, of money, whatever.
You've got one detective babysitting another.
Stay there. I'm grabbing my coat.
- What? No, but, Jack... - I'm fucking coming, Charlie.
Look, Jack, I don't make the rules, okay?
- I just... follow them. - Just get in the car.
- WESTON: Get in the car. - [Sighs]
- Sir, can I have a word? - DRUMMOND: Yeah.
I really think it's time
to go public with this and put out a public appeal.
Not at this stage of the game, no.
Look, this guy Gus is a violent offender, all right?
If we spook him now by doing an appeal,
what's he gonna do to Lucy?
It's jeopardizing her safety.
And look who's back.
- Jack. Why are you here? - I'm here to help.
DRUMMOND: I asked you to stay home.
You're next of kin. You're a key witness.
I don't care. I have to find her.
All right, Jack. Just calm down. I'll tell you what.
Give Gary a hand with the CCTV trawling, okay?
But you've got to stay here. All right?
- Yeah? - Yeah. Thanks.
[Telephone rings]
D.C. Steele.
Brilliant. Thank you.
Gus Adebayo's van's been pinged by ANPR.
- It's heading out of London. - DRUMMOND: Go, go.
Get out there. Go.
- Who's driving? - DRUMMOND: Not you. Not you.
You're staying here. You stay here, please, Jack.
Mistake.
Okay, eyes peeled, Charlie. Eyes peeled.
Yep, Gary. I'm on it.
No sign of it yet.
ROSCOE: Here, Sarge. Here, Sarge.
Here, Sarge. White transit.
Charlie, we've got eyes on white transit.
- BROOKS: Yeah. - It's gone onto Ableman Road.
Foxtrot, Echo, 1, 3, Sierra, Sierra, Oscar.
That is a positive of a white transit.
- We're in pursuit. - [Siren wailing]
That's him. That's Fox Run Avenue, Charlie.
Cut him off.
Charlie, I'm going off the wire.
Pursuit. I'm in pursuit.
Charlie, check the van. Check the... Stop! Police!
- Control, this is D.C. Steele. - Stop!
STEELE: Suspect is fleeing on foot through the Fairway Bridge
at the end of Capwell Avenue.
- Anything, Charlie?! - No! Van is empty!
Gus Adebayo, I'm arresting you for abduction.
You do not have to say anything,
but it may harm your defense if you fail to mention,
when questioned, something you later rely on in court.
Anything you do say may be given in evidence.
Do you understand? Where's Lucy Harris?
- Do you understand, Gus? - Come on.
- Where is Lucy Harris? - Eh? We've got all day, right?
BROOKS: Do yourself a favor, Gus. We have your fingerprints
and your DNA all over a crime scene.
I would start talking right now.
Uh, they've picked up Gus, but there's no sign of Lucy.
She wasn't in the van.
I know. I know. Look. Listen.
We'll find her, Jack. We'll find her.
That's a start, right? We've got Gus.
We'll bring him in for questioning.
- [Sighs] - We'll find her. Yeah?
Um, so, this is Mr. Gus Adebayo.
- MAN: Has he been searched? - BROOKS: No. Not yet.
Pleasure's all yours, Gary.
Sarge.
After you, Gus.
Do you want to move?
All right.
Just being difficult, are we?
Okay. Cheers. Thanks.
Jack. Jack.
Jack!
- I'm not here. Just... - You are here on the proviso
that you stick to the task that Drummond gave you.
- You know that. - Have they gone over the van
with a UV light?
Yes, they have.
There is no sign of sexual activity,
but we have yet to test Adebayo's clothing.
- Okay. - Okay?
- Keep me posted. Thanks. - I will.
[Sighs]
- Boss, it's Charlie. - BROOKS: You all right?
Yeah. I would like to go over the back
of the van with the cadaver dogs.
BROOKS: Of course. Well, let's hope it's a waste of time.
Okay. Yeah, you and me both.
Thanks.
DRUMMOND: Lucy Harris' fingermarks
all over the back of Gus Adebayo's van.
All right? So what I want to do is reverse backwards
from when he was arrested.
He's bound to have dropped her off somewhere.
You and I, we're gonna go and talk to him now. Let's go.
- Can I come down with you? - DRUMMOND: No.
- Can I watch? - No.
I'm gonna start by showing you some CCTV footage
that was filmed outside the Crown earlier today
between yourself and Lucy Harris.
If you could explain what the altercation was about...
well, it looks like she's trying to get in,
you stop her from going in... that would be helpful.
- No comment. - DRUMMOND: No comment.
Okay. Okay.
That's a nasty cut you've got on your head.
How did that happen?
ADEBAYO: No comment.
Is there an innocent explanation as to why Lucy's fingerprints
were found all over the back of your van?
No comment.
Mr. Adebayo, I'm gonna be straight with you.
We have pretty conclusive evidence
that tells us that you have, indeed, abducted Lucy Harris.
So be straight with us.
Where is she?
No comment.
DRUMMOND: Bloody useless, huh?
BROOKS: Well, to be honest with you, sir,
that is exactly what I expected.
He's been that cooperative from the start.
So I think we have no other choice now
but to go public, make the appeal.
Put a couple of photos out to the press.
Yep. Okay.
In the past few hours,
a 16-year-old girl was abducted from her home...
Lucy Harris.
White, 5'5", brown eyes, long brown hair.
She was last seen at her home, 32 Madison Street.
We are appealing to the public for information
on any possible sightings they may have had of Lucy
in the surrounding areas.
Any possible leads would be most welcome
to help us with our investigation.
We are concerned for her safety.
I've circulated her photograph
to all the relevant news agencies.
Lucy's family just want Lucy to come home.
Thank you.
- Jack. - Yeah?
BROOKS: Can I grab you for a second?
Just have a word?
All right?
So, do you think she's dead?
I mean, Jack, obviously, it's impossible for me to say.
My personal feeling is that I'm conducting this...
Don't bullshit me. Just yes or no.
I'm conducting this investigation
as though we're looking for someone very much alive.
But I will be straight with you
and let you know that the cadaver dogs
have been ordered to check the van.
- By? - They are on their way.
They're not here yet. We're covering all our bases, Jack.
You know how this runs. There's a procedure.
And we're following it.
But I can assure you everyone's on it, as you know.
Okay.
ROSCOE: Yeah. Cheers, Dave.
- Yeah, nice one. - WESTON: What?
There's a kid downstairs.
He sounds like a time waster.
He wants to have a chat or something.
So I'll pop down and sort that out quick enough,
and then I'll shoot straight back up.
All right, Sarge.
Hello, mate.
My name's Detective Constable Gary Roscoe.
Nice to meet you. What's your name, buddy?
- Jimmy. - ROSCOE: Jimmy.
All right.
My colleagues tell me
you've come in to talk about Lucy Harris.
I was with her earlier today.
Maybe 4:30.
- Oh, okay. - She was fine then.
Right. Where did you see her?
Um, her dad's flat.
Her dad's flat.
Have you spoke to her since then?
JIMMY: No. I haven't spoken to her since then.
Okay. Do you go to the same school, then?
Are you a year below, two years below at school?
- Is that right? Yeah? - Yeah.
ROSCOE: Okay. Are you really close?
Are you good friends with Lucy?
- Boyfriend and girlfriend. - Boyfriend and girlfriend.
Are you? Okay.
How long you been going out?
- A couple of months. - Mm.
Oh, really?
So, do you text and talk a lot on your phone?
Have you got your phone on you?
That'd be a big help if I could have a look through it, Jimmy.
And if you've got texts on there or phone calls...
I don't think.
No? The only thing is, it's quite urgent, really,
that we find her, as I'm sure you can understand.
And we could really do with your help.
What do you reckon?
I've got to say, Jimmy, that's a really big help, mate.
Thank you very much.
[Telephone rings]
D.C. Steele.
Thank you. Thank you.
Gus' van. The cadaver dogs haven't turned anything up.
So it at least wasn't used to transport a dead body.
That's great news.
Uh, the young kid downstairs, his name is Jimmy.
And he claims to be Lucy's boyfriend.
Jimmy? Jack, does that ring any bells? Jimmmy?
- No. Jimmy? No. - They go to the same school.
Clearly a couple of years younger.
Um...
- There are no texts. - Have they been in touch today?
Nope. And...
Well, if they're girlfriend and boyfriend, there would be.
So that doesn't sound right. And especially as teenagers,
they'd just be in constant contact.
So sorry to interrupt.
Um, TIU have just phoned up.
- [Sighs] - DRUMMOND: What is it, Charlie?
Jimmy's been downloading a lot of videos off the Internet
that are pretty worrying.
What? Like porn or something?
STEELE: It's young males being abused,
sexually abused by older men.
- How old is Jimmy? - STEELE: 13.
And he's downloading videos of minors being sexually abused?
Sir, in my experience, young people do that often
when they're trying to make sense
of what is happening to them.
DRUMMOND: So he's a victim of sexual abuse?
It looks likely.
Gary, sorry.
- Can I have a quick word? - All right, Sarge.
I'll just be a couple of minutes, Jimmy. All right, bro?
Um, how's it going?
I think, with regards to the relationship
between him and Lucy... I think we have a classic case
of the younger boy fancying the older girl.
BROOKS: Okay.
It sounds like they were friends.
She did, you know, give him time.
She was kind to him.
So, there's been, um...
a couple of very unsettling developments.
Some very disturbing videos have shown up on his phone.
Deleted, but very disturbing.
It leads me to believe that Jimmy
may well be the victim of sexual abuse.
- Oh, fuck. - Yeah.
So I'm gonna go back in and ask him some more questions,
obviously tread very carefully.
But I would really appreciate it
if you stayed in on the interview with me.
- Of course, Sarge, yeah. - Okay?
- Yeah. - BROOKS: Yeah, you okay?
- Um... yeah. - Yeah?
- He's just such a sweet lad. - Yeah.
You sure you're all right? Take a minute if you need to.
- I'm good, Sarge. I'm good. - Yeah? Okay.
- [Door opens] - Jimmy? Hi.
So, Jimmy, um...
there's been a bit of a development.
And we found some videos on your phone
that have been deleted but have given us quite...
quite serious cause for concern.
Quite disturbing videos.
Do you know which videos I'm talking about?
ROSCOE: Jimmy, you're not in trouble, pal.
All right?
Just remember that. You can trust us.
BROOKS: Is there someone hurting you?
Okay.
It's my fault.
It's all my fault.
BROOKS: It's not your fault, Jimmy.
Yes, it is. [Sniffles]
I told her.
[Breathes deeply]
ROSCOE: Told Lucy who was hurting you?
BROOKS: Do you think you're ready
to share that with us, Jimmy?
ROSCOE: What I need you to do is see if you can get an adult
to come and sit with you and listen
to help us out with the conversation.
Perhaps your mum or your dad?
- Mr. Jones is here. - JONES: What's going on?
Jimmy, are you all right, mate? Jimmy, are you all right?
- What's going on? - Mr. Jones, this your son?
Yes.
- Which is why... - Uh, gov. Sorry to interrupt.
So, Jimmy's father
has just arrived to sit in on the interview.
- STEELE: Yeah. - Mo Jones.
Are you fucking kidding me?
Am I the only one putting two and two together here?
- DRUMMOND: Are you ready? - Mo Jones.
- Do you want to listen? - Okay, Lucy.
Last place she was seen is at the nightclub.
Okay? Uh, the guy we think kidnapped Lucy
in the first place is his fucking security
at this same fucking nightclub.
And now Mo's son wanders in, pretending to be her boyfriend,
which is clearly bullshit.
I understand how you're feeling, but just hold your horses.
Listen to me.
I can't believe we're not having this conversation.
Jack, shh, shh. Carry on with the interview, okay?
Come back up if there's anything to report.
Absolutely, boss.
I'm sure Li's doing a great job. Yeah?
Let's make sure we go through all the protocol.
- Enough. Enough. - Yeah. No, yeah.
It's only my daughter. You know, don't worry.
You have to trust us to do this.
You know you can't go down there.
Okay? Just let them talk to him.
- Jack. - I'm fine.
What's going on?
This is very difficult to talk about,
but, um, Jimmy has disclosed to us
that he has been the victim of sexual abuse.
And we have found evidence that supports that.
- So... - What?
BROOKS: Yes. I understand that's very difficult to hear.
Someone's been touching my boy?
With your permission,
I would also like to have Jimmy checked out
by a specialist doctor just to make sure, medically, he's okay.
And is there anyone else that looks after Jimmy
or takes a parental role with him?
Why are you asking me these questions?!
Gus Adebayo, can you just please confirm for the tape
that you've consented to this interview
without a solicitor present?
Yes.
If at any point you would like to have a solicitor,
please let me know.
Okay. All right.
The first question I would like to ask you
is if you recognize this boy.
I don't know.
Why should I know him?
He is the son of Mo Jones, who is your boss.
Okay. I've never met him before.
Mo keeps things separate, so...
Have you ever met Jimmy?
- No. - Have you ever been
- to Mo's house? - No.
Have you ever been alone with Jimmy?
Hm. Are you deaf? I never met Jimmy.
I don't know Jimmy.
This boy is 13 years old.
- Okay. - And he's being sexually abused.
Do you know anything about that?
I don't know nothing about that.
- No? - No.
Are you sexually abusing Jimmy?
Am I sexually... Hm.
I have not even met this... this... this boy.
So how can I sexually abuse him?
Look at me. Why would I touch that boy?
Because, Gus, sex with minors
seems to be something that you enjoy.
Right?
I mean, am I getting this right or wrong...
that you were arrested for sex with an undera...
a 14-year-old girl back in Nigeria?
Mm. Yeah. So what? Okay.
That happened over there. It was a mistake.
The girl told me she was of age.
So if she didn't lie, it would never have happened.
I've seen a picture of her. She is so clearly 14.
That's rape.
I don't think it's rape, darling.
[Scoffs] Don't call me "darling," first of all,
because then we'll fall out, and you don't want that.
Second of all, it is definitely rape
because children who are under the age of 16
cannot give consent.
You can call it whatever you like.
But it is rape. Why don't we move on?
Why don't we move on?
Let me ask you, then, to listen to a theory that I have.
So, Jimmy, we know, is unfortunately being abused.
And he told Lucy Harris.
That's a name you recognize, isn't it?
I think Lucy then very bravely
came to the club to confront the person
who was abusing Jimmy.
I think that person was you.
I think you got scared because she threatened
to go to the police.
And so I think you kidnapped her.
I don't touch boys.
And that's... that's a crazy... That's crazy.
Because look at it this way, Gus.
Your blood is in Lucy's house.
So we know that you were there.
Lucy was definitely in your van.
No comment.
Really?
No comment.
I was just down with Gus, Sarge.
Um, and, I mean, he seemed perfectly happy
to discuss how much he likes to have sex
with teenage girls or underage girls,
but apparently he draws the line at underage boys.
He obviously could be lying, but...
- What do you think? - that's just what he said.
Guys, honestly, give a fuck about Jimmy.
- Where the fuck is my daughter? - BROOKS: Okay, Jack.
So what we're working with now is, um...
I can... I know you think you're working.
You're all just sitting around, hanging around.
- Nobody's doing anything. - Jack, we are working very hard.
- And we're dealing with... - What are you doing?!
What are you doing? You're having coffee.
You go and chat to people
who aren't even involved in this case.
Where is my daughter?
I'd go out and find her myself if you'd fucking let me.
BROOKS: He's told Lucy about the abuse.
- So we're pacing to get... - Where are you going, Jack?
He's probably going for a fag.
- I'll go after him. - DRUMMOND: No, no. I'll go.
- [Sighs] - So fucking unfair.
BROOKS: Unhelpful.
Any news?
There's a surprise.
[Sighs] Fuck's sake.
Look, I'm terrified that something has happened to her
because of something that I have done.
Okay?
And all we know is that she was trying to help someone.
She was trying to help out this fucking kid.
And now she's missing. Now she's in fucking shit.
Okay? That's why I'm freaking out downstairs.
And I'm sorry if it's messing up your little...
DRUMMOND: I can only imagine what you're going through, mate.
ROSCOE: Mr. Jones, I've got you a brew, pal.
Oh, thanks.
I'm just going to, uh...
I was gonna get some fresh air here.
ROSCOE: Okay. You know where you're going?
Hey, old Jim. I brought you a fresh water, pal.
Okay, Jimmy.
I appreciate how difficult this must be for you, mate.
Okay, but I really need you to give me
a little bit more information now.
I need you to tell me who it is that's been hurting you, bud.
Is it somebody you know?
Yeah.
ROSCOE: Is it a family... a family member?
Yeah.
My uncle.
Stan.
Does Lucy know who it is?
Yeah.
She went to confront him.
I'm scared what he's gonna do to her.
ROSCOE: Okay.
I just want her to be okay.
I'm just gonna take it back, and we can watch it again.
- ROSCOE: Sarge? - In here, Gary.
Is it...
BROOKS: It's definitely Stan. I mean...
How'd you get on?
Uh, well, the poor lad's in pieces.
It's his Uncle fucking Stanley.
STEELE: Yeah. Of course it is. You want to get in on this.
So, I had ANPR conduct a convoy search on Gus Adebayo's van
because I wanted to know
if he'd had any meaningful contact with anyone
since he took Lucy from Jack's flat.
- Look at who that is. - ROSCOE: Oh, hello, Stanley.
STEELE: Exactly. Fucking hell.
ROSCOE: And why didn't his registration ping earlier?
STEELE: It's a hire car.
So, we're pinging the car that he owns,
which is probably sat home on the drive,
and no idea that he's driving 'round in that.
And where's Stan now?
Well [Sighs] the short answer is that I don't know.
I put the registration number out to ANPR.
If it pings, we'll be straight down there.
[Sighs] Nasty piece of work.
It's not knowing what's happened to her.
It's important not to lose hope, though, right?
- Not yet. - [Sighs] Don't give me...
Like, I know what happens in these situations.
DRUMMOND: All right.
You do what you need to do.
- Fuck. - [Cellphone buzzes]
Yeah, Weston.
What? How'd you get this number?
What?
I swear to God, if you fucking touch her,
I swear to fucking God I will kill you.
I will fucking kill you.
- DRUMMOND: Who was that? - Uh...
DRUMMOND: Jack, who was that?
Stan.
Where is she?
- Why is he here? - He's here for my protection.
Where's my fucking... Where is she?!
Where is Lucy?! Where the fuck is she?!
- You tell him that she's lying. - Tell me where she is.
Fucking tell him now that Lucy's lying,
that Jimmy's lying. I would never do that!
- Stan, tell him where Lucy is. - Stan, Stan.
- Where is she? - Fuck me.
10th floor, silver hatchback.
Tell him.
Mo, your brother's a nonce.
Fuck you.
What did he say? What did he say?!
What... What did he say, Stan?!
- Stan! - DRUMMOND: Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Stan, what did he say?!
- LUCY: [Whimpers] - Hi.
Oh, my God. Come here. Come here.
It's Jack. Are you okay?
I've got to take it off. I'm gonna take this off.
Are you okay? Did he hurt you?
- No. - You sure? Are you okay?
[Crying] Oh, Jack.
Mo, think about what the fuck you're doing.
Listen to him, Mo. Listen to him.
- Listen to him. - DRUMMOND: Just come on, guys.
Come on. Come on. Come on!
ROSCOE: Yeah, they'll park in here, yeah.
STEELE: This one, this one, this one.
I'm gonna go up and see if I can find him.
Why don't you pop out here, just see if anyone comes or goes?
All right? Don't let anyone through.
- Good luck, Charlie. - STEELE: Thank you.
Charlie! Charlie! Slow down.
I've called for an ambulance. It will take about 10 minutes.
Can you drive us to the hospital?
- Yeah. Of course, of course. - Lucy, come on.
Geez, I'm so fucking happy to see you.
Okay. You're in? You're in? You're in?
- LUCY: Yeah. - [Engine revs]
- Stan, Stan. - I'm sorry.
You're sorry?
- I'm sorry. - Come here, come here.
Come here. Come here, bro.
- [Crying] I'm sorry. - [Crying] Come here, man.
I should have been there for you.
[Sobbing]
It's all right, Stan. All right? Come on.
I'm sorry, man.
I'm sorry. Sorry.
- I'm sorry, man. - Now, now, mate.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! No, no, no, no!
[Thud]
Fuck.
Oh, fuck.
Shit. The fucking bad man.
- DRUMMOND: Fuck me. - [Breathes deeply]
Ahh.
Ahh!
Oh, God. Oh, fuck.
- Man, I got to nick you. - No, no, no!
DRUMMOND: What fucking choice do I have?!
You've just thrown your fucking brother
off the fucking car park!
- This is Roscoe to Control. - MAN: Go ahead.
I've got a jumper off of Lance Car Park.
[Sighs] Mid-20s.
It's Stanley Turner. Send an ambulance.
But don't put the blues on. It's definitely fatal.
MAN: Received.
Aah. Fuck!
Mo, I'm gonna have to fucking nick you.
- I have to arrest you. - No, no.
You've just killed your brother.
- Danny, Danny, no! - I have to fucking arrest you.
What else am I gonna do?! Jack's seen you!
- No! - Look after it, Dan.
This is down to you now.
You... You f...
Aah!
- [Siren wailing] - Gary. Gary, Gary.
[Sighs] I fucking... I tried to stop him.
- Chief, what the fuck? - He jumped.
The mate fucking jumped.
- Jumped? - Yeah, he jumped.
- Have you called it in? - Yeah, I've called it in, Chief.
- All right, all right. - Who was up there?
- Who was up there with you? - Nobody. He just jumped.
Chief, I saw two people up there.
You've called it in, okay? Just come over here.
- Come over. We'll have a chat. - Fuck.
Gary, this is the first time you've seen something like this.
I know it's a big deal. I know it's a big deal.
Look at me. Look at me.
Look. Not at the body. Look at me. Look at me.
Chief, I saw someone up there with you.
No. There was no one up there with me.
Listen. This shit happens.
Okay? This is all part of the job.
I know it's not nice. I know it's nasty.
But just bear with me. Concentrate.
Focus on me, man. Okay?
I'm sorry you had to see this.
- Fucking hell. - Are you okay?
- Are you all right? - Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
- You phoned it in, yeah? - Yeah, yeah. I've called it in.
We're gonna stay here. We're gonna wait for the ambulance
and then go back to the station and put it down.
I just covered him with fucking whatever.
You did the right thing. It's fine.
It's fine, it's fine. Well done.
I've got it on me fucking shoes.
Well, we'll clean you up. Clean you up.
- Fuck. - Come on, come on. Come on.
Come on. Come with me. Come on.
We don't have to stay here. Come on. Come on.
It's the first time... first jump suicide he's seen.
Not easy, right?
Traumatic. Um... Don't worry about this.
We'll write it up in the morning. Go home.
- ROSCOE: Okay, boss. - Remember what I said.
Call the counselor.
ROSCOE: [Sighs]
You all right, Gary?
Uh, yes. Thank you, Sarge. Yeah.
Quite a shock, I'm sure.
Um... yeah.
Yeah. It was.
- Um... - I mean, I'm sure you know,
but, um, there is somebody here
that you can talk to about anything
that happens on the job. If you want that, just...
Yeah. Thanks. I think...
I think I'll be fine. I just need to...
- Okay. - just sleep it off, I think.
Cool. And I just want to say that I did notice
how brilliantly you handled Jimmy today.
That was a really tricky... very, very tricky case.
- And you did brilliantly. - Thank you, Sarge.
Um, I actually was interested
in going into child protection maybe, but...
Well, you've definitely got a knack for it, for sure.
I mean, it's very satisfying,
but it does come at a price... a personal price.
You know? It's very, very, very taxing.
Um, but absolutely.
I think you'd do brilliantly in it.
Thank you, Sarge. Is that why you left uni,
if you don't mind me asking?
Um, yeah, I guess.
That probably was one of the reasons.
I was actually, um...
Drummond was my boss when I was on the unit.
And I think he could see
how much it was sort of taking a toll on me.
And before it got too much,
he sort of sweeped me up and moved me.
So I kind of owe him my sanity somewhat.
He's, um... I know he's not to everybody's taste,
but he's actually a very good copper.
- [Door opens] - You know.
Um, Li, can I borrow you for a minute?
BROOKS: Sure.
- Brilliant work today. - Thank you, sir.
Come on.
I've been spinning it 'round and 'round in my head.
We don't have a choice.
You're gonna have to get on the phone
and call Witness Protection.
Make initial inquiries for Lucy Harris.
Oh, okay. Uh, yeah.
She's only just been reunited with Jack.
- He's only just got her back. - I know.
But she blew the whistle on Stan, and what happened?
He jumped off a fucking building.
Now, that means she's firmly on Mo's radar.
And I don't want to see her come to any more harm.
- I'll sort it out. - [Sighs]
Thank you.
Fuck.
I'm really not happy with this witness-protection program.
- We've got no choice. - I don't think...
- She doesn't want to go. - Mo Jones has threatened her.
Do you want to take that risk? Listen to me.
- What happened earlier, okay... - Yeah?
Mo wasn't on that roof.
- Did Stan jump? - Mo wasn't on that roof.
I don't understand, Drummond. Mo was there.
Mo pushed Stan off the roof, okay?
- So Mo wasn't on that roof. - What are you trying to say?
- Mo pushed Stan off the roof. - What?
- Yeah. - What?
Yeah. So Mo wasn't there.
- That's the story, okay? - No, hang on a sec.
If Mo pushed him off the roof...
Because he's threatened Lucy.
That was his last implicit threat.
He threatened Lucy, okay?
That's why we're gonna have to put her in witness protection,
but hopefully not for long.
We got to play the long game, man.
- We're gonna catch him. - No.
You're a D.C.I. Your word is gospel.
Listen to me. Do you want to take that risk with Lucy?
- Do you want to take that... - Keep your voice down, please.
It's imperative that you stick to this story
for the safety of your daughter, okay?
There is no other choice.
Unless you can offer me something better,
there is no other choice, okay?
It's not forever, but we have to fucking play ball with him
right now for the sake of your daughter.
Man, I don't feel comfortable doing this.
Do you think I feel uncomfortable doing this?
I'm a D.C.I. My job's on the fucking line for it.
But what choice do I have?
Okay? Mo wasn't there.
Stan jumped.
He will fuck up sooner or later.
And when he does, we will catch him.
And he will go down.
And then you can see Lucy again.
But I think it's not worth risking otherwise.
- Okay. - Okay?
- So that's the story. - Yeah.
Gary was the only person who saw us,
and he thinks he's jumped, okay?
- Go and say goodbye. - [Sighs]
Thanks.
Do you feel ready to talk about it?
LUCY: [Sighs]
I was stupid to think I could do anything.
WESTON: No.
You're just [Breathes deeply]
Brave.
You've got passionate genes.
LUCY: I should probably go get my things together.
Uh, we don't have to go just now.
No. I should, I should.
I'll do it.
[Sighs] Charlie, can you have a chat with her?
Of course.
Reminds me of her dad, that one.
Do you need a hand?
Um, I should be all right. Thank you.
I don't really understand why I have to go.
Look, Jack, your dad, just wants to keep you safe.
And that's the best way to do this.
Look. Okay. So, the witness-protection program
will just be a chance for you to have a totally clean break.
All this stuff that your mum's put you through,
you've been through with Stan and other people from the club,
you can just get a time-out from that.
And it's not necessarily forever.
And when things have been reassessed, and they're safe,
you and Jack can have a relationship again.
I don't... I don't want to be with a stranger.
STEELE: I get that.
Just trust us.
Uh, you got everything?
- Bye, Dad. - So...
Okay. Okay.
Um, how's Lucy?
Oh, um [Sighs]
Scared, angry, confused.
Like, I don't know.
It's been a fucking hell of a day for her.
But she's in, I think, the best place for her right now.
And Jack?
Um, I don't know.
He always keeps his cards pretty close to his chest, Jack.
But, I mean, I think he'll be all right.
And I think that they'll be all right eventually.
I feel sorry for him, man.
Oh, hey, look. Well done today with Jimmy.
The stuff you got out of him was really important.
And Alisha said that you were really good with him.
Nice one, yeah.
Um, I just really liked him, you know.
- Mm-hmm. - I just felt sorry for him.
Yeah. I mean, this won't ever leave him,
obviously, everything that's happened to him.
But at least, or hopefully,
he can start to put his life back together.
I can't imagine, like, your uncle doing that to you,
someone who you should be comfortable with
and should be able to trust.
I can... I'll tell you what.
Like, Stan would deserve 12 years on a nonces' wing,
but I am not at all sad that he threw himself off the car park.
Not at all.
Yeah.
Uh [Sighs]
Gary, what is it?
You're thinking something.
Um...
Um, Stan...
[Clears throat] Oh, fuck.
What is it?
I don't think Stan threw himself off the roof.
Okay, I'm listening.
Um...
So, I was there when...
when Stan fell.
Yeah.
And, uh, I looked up,
and I see two people on the roof.
I'm like, "Okay."
- Two people? - Yeah.
And the chief comes running down.
And I'm like, "Well, what's going on?
Who was up there with you?"
And he was like, "Nobody."
Um, I said, "Well, I saw two people."
And he said, "No, no, no. You're seeing things."
"And that's... that's that."
He's lying.
[Sighs] I could see it in his eyes.
He's fucking lying. I'm telling you.
There was two people on that roof, not one person.
I don't... I just...
Fuck me.
Remember Sarah Kramer, went missing about eight years ago?
- Yeah. - An anonymous tip-off
to Crimestoppers that her body is buried in the back garden.
What are your thoughts on it being Sarah Kramer?
BROOKS: I think it's a bloody coincidence if it's not.
You don't think that there's a connection
between Sarah Kramer's death and... and Drummond?
And anonymous tip about Sarah?
- Yep. - Really?
You're gonna reopen the case?
I'm a detective chief inspector, Mo.
It's my job.
What did you think of his little revelation?
I think he's full of surprises...
- Yeah. - and bullshit.
I also want to inform you that Sarah was strangled to death.
- [Clicks tongue] - Her body preserved in concrete.
- Oh, God's truth! - You know anything about that?
Absolutely nothing. No.
Jack, I have something.
And I think this is it.
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