WESTON: I got a suspected fatal shooting of a police officer.
The victim is Detective Inspector Martha Bellamy.
STEELE: He has no idea he's being filmed.
If you were trying to blackmail Adrian, what does he have?
Police officer for a wife.
BROOKS: Morris Jones and Stanley Turner...
They're stepbrothers.
ROSCOE: Stan Turner, I'm arresting you
- for the murders... - What?
Of Martha and Adrian Bellamy.
What did I ever see in you, eh?!
How long since you two were together?
That's not relevant, is it?
You're gonna get me my gun back.
There are two bodies in that morgue.
Don't want Charlie to be the third, do we?
You sorted the gun?
The real gun is at the bottom of the Thames.
Do we see each other again? No.
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STEELE: Good morning.
Hey. This is early. Fill me in?
Um, dog walker called this in to Control this morning.
The body of a young white female washed up.
Just come and have a look at this. Can we come over?
- MAN: Yes, sir. - Can you open up
so we can see the face?
Oh, shit. Right?
That's the girl from Adrian Bellamy's
- blackmail video. - There's no I.D. on the body,
but it looks like her, right?
WESTON: She hasn't been in the water long.
- Doesn't look like it. - No.
Any injuries? Any trauma?
Blunt-force trauma to the back of the head.
- Okay, so suicide is... - Unlikely.
- Unlikely. Okay. - Yeah.
We're looking at a murder investigation.
- Okay. Gary! - ROSCOE: Yes, Sarge?
- WESTON: What's going on? - Nothing of any use.
Need to get a time of death, really, to narrow it down.
Okay. I'm gonna call the D.C.I.
Okay.
Listen, I'm down at the Carverstock Road riverbank.
A Jane Doe's washed up.
She's the absolute spitting image of that girl
from the Adrian Bellamy blackmail video.
- Right. - I mean, it looks like
Stan's clearing up after himself, right?
Good work, Jack. Yep.
[Sighs]
- Sir? - DRUMMOND: You got a hot lead?
- BROOKS: Yeah. - All right.
[Clears throat]
Spot the difference.
[Beep]
BROOKS: Oh, yeah. It's the same girl.
- Same girl, right? - It's the same girl.
That's what Jack thinks, too.
How did she die? Was she shot?
She wasn't shot, no. We're not entirely sure.
But she definitely sustained a serious head injury.
Stan's worth talking to obviously
'cause it was his club her video was shot in.
All right. Get down towards Stanley.
Well, I think Charlie and Jack are still out, right?
I'll tell them to go by.
We need to find out who she is.
WESTON: Proceeds of crime?
- Nice, right? - WESTON: Right.
No, I don't mean...
For fuck's sake. I'll call you back.
- Bye. - Hey, Stan.
- WESTON: Hi, Stan. - What do you want?
Just like to ask you a few questions.
WESTON: Uh, do you know this girl?
I know of her. I don't know her.
WESTON: You know of her. What's her name?
I don't know her name. She comes into the club.
She turned up dead this morning.
- What's her name? - I don't know her.
Where were you last night?
I was at the club like I always am.
Is Rose in?
- TURNER: Yeah. Come on. - Can we talk to her?
Make yourselves at home.
STEELE: Rose.
- What are you two doing here? - WESTON: Hi.
Just wanted to ask you... thank you... if you know this girl.
[Sighs]
Look, this is getting ridiculous, you know.
I've already told you I have no idea who she is.
She's dead. Do you know her?
Rose, if you know her, please help us.
We can't even tell her family that she's dead.
- Her name's Jasmine. - STEELE: Thank you.
- Jasmine what? - I don't know.
She comes into the club. She's one of the regulars.
But other than that, I don't know who she is.
Why didn't you tell us this before?
What?
WESTON: Why didn't you tell us this before when we asked?
Look, in this house, you learn to keep your mouth shut.
When was the last time you saw Jasmine?
[Sighs] Like, I...
A few days, maybe. Maybe a few days ago.
- I can't say for certain. - STEELE: At the club?
- Or... - Yes, at the club.
[Footsteps]
[Door opens]
STEELE: Hi. Sorry.
My name's Detective Constable Charlie Steele.
I just... Do you live in that house?
- Yeah. Why? - What's your name?
Lucy Harris.
- Are you Rose's daughter? - Yeah, Rose is my mum.
- Why? - I just wanted to ask...
Look, I need to get to school.
It will only take a second, honestly. I won't make you late.
And it's really important.
I just want to ask if you know this woman.
Uh, yeah.
Yeah, vaguely.
Do you know her name?
- Jasmine, I think. - All right.
- How do you know her? - I don't, really.
She's in my mum's club sometimes.
- And I go there after school. - Right.
And when was the last time that you saw Jasmine?
Yesterday. Briefly.
I had to pick up some keys before I went home, but...
- From? - From my mum's club.
Ah. About what time was this?
4:00, I think.
STEELE: So, what was Jasmine doing there?
I think she was talking to Stan... maybe.
- What were they talking about? - I don't know.
What?
Does Stan know this Jasmine?
Yeah, he knows her.
How does he know her, Rose?
Look, I can't say any more.
- Rose. - Look, I'd tell you if I could.
I'm sorry, Jack.
- Here you go. A pen. - How'd you get on?
Not bad. We got a first name.
- Jasmine. - DRUMMOND: Jasmine.
WESTON: And I think we've got two potential witnesses
that can confirm that there is some sort of connection
- between Stan and Jasmine. - Good. Who are they?
Well, one of them's Rose Harris.
And the other one is Lucy Harris, her daughter.
And Lucy said that she saw Stan and Jasmine
talking together at the club yesterday.
- Credible? - I didn't think
she was lying to me. Put it that way.
- Jack, what do you think? - I didn't talk to her.
DRUMMOND: Did you have any idea that Rose had a daughter?
- No. - DRUMMOND: What about you, Li?
- What do you go? - BROOKS: Nothing.
Her fingerprints haven't shown up.
She's not in our system, so no criminal record.
But Jasmine's a good start.
DRUMMOND: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Gary?
I've been checking the MISPER database.
- Nothing's coming up. - Look, we need a positive I.D.
on her if we've got any chance of apprehending this killer.
[Footsteps approaching]
STEELE: Jack.
I think we should push Rose some more on Jasmine.
No. Oh.
No. You'll waste your time there.
Her sole aim in life
is to screw around with people's heads.
We need to stand back from this.
We need to look at Stan's case from...
from a different angle.
Just think outside the box.
Okay. All right.
Okay, I'll go and look through
Martha's case file again, I guess.
Maybe, in light of what's happened to Jasmine,
- we've missed something... - Yeah.
In the connection between Stan and Jasmine?
Do that.
I'm just gonna pull the papers from the Martha Bellamy case.
- MAN: Yeah, sure. Go ahead. - Cheers.
- You got the log? - MAN: Yeah, of course.
Uh, where are we? There we go.
Thanks.
Thanks again.
- Can I have a word? - Huh?
- Can I have a word? - Yeah, yeah.
In the tearoom maybe?
Uh-huh. Yeah.
Did you sign out the gun
used in Martha's murder from the evidence store?
Oh, my God. Is that what this is about?
Drummond wanted that gun to be re-examined.
So we sent it back to the lab.
Actually, I was supposed to chase it up today,
so maybe I can put you in charge of that.
Yeah, okay. I mean, thanks for the heads-up.
WESTON: No, do you know what? It was just such a messy one.
Um, it just must have slipped my mind.
STEELE: Ballistics, please.
Yeah, Detective Constable Charlotte Steele.
WESTON: He wants you, Charlie.
Oh, I'm just being put through to ballistics.
I'm just chasing up that X report you asked for.
DRUMMOND: Why is this relevant to Jasmine's case?
- The lab? - We just thought maybe
if we got that back, it might help...
No, it's not relevant. Hang up.
I'm just waiting to be put through.
Hang up, Charlie. Both of you in my office.
[Whispering] What the fuck?
DRUMMOND: [Sighs]
- Jack? - Hey.
- Shut the door. - WESTON: Yeah.
- What are you doing? - What?
DRUMMOND: What are you doing, cocky fuck?
What are you doing?
You're on a case, okay, that I've assigned to you,
which is the murder of Jasmine.
I know, obviously,
the murder of Martha is very important to you.
But it is in no way relevant at the moment to this case.
So let's stick on track, okay?
I'm sorry for getting distracted.
No, you don't need to apologize.
DRUMMOND: That's all right. It's the senior officer's fault.
Yes, it is, and I take full responsibility.
I thought if we could build a connection to Martha,
surely that would strengthen our position.
DRUMMOND: So you took this initiative on your own.
- You didn't run it by me? - That's what I'm paid to do.
- Yeah. - DRUMMOND: No, you're not.
You're paid to take orders
- from a D.C.I., okay? - WESTON: Okay. Great.
I don't know how it used to go before,
but it's not going down the same way now.
Good. I want both of you on the MISPER database
trawling for an I.D., a family,
anything positive that we can get on Jasmine, yeah?
- Loud and clear. - Yeah?
- Loud and clear. - Good.
[Door slams]
All right, so, the postmortem's come back.
She was already dead when she went into the water.
No sign of water in the lungs. She didn't drown.
So, obviously, the blow to the head is what killed her.
Yeah. Here's something.
Jasmine gave birth three months ago.
What?
So we need the name Jasmine taken down
to all the maternity units, all the baby clinics.
And, also, I need you to get an update
on the sweep from Gary on the CCTV and the ANPR in the area.
I want to know whether she was killed by the river or not.
I'll get on with that now.
- DRUMMOND: All right. - Cool.
- It's a package, isn't it? - DRUMMOND: Mm.
- BROOKS: [Sighs] - [Door closes]
The river police have got back to me, Sarge.
I've got tidal charts and current patterns.
Now, their calculations,
they reckon Jasmine's body went into the water
about 2 miles upriver between 1:00 a.m. and 2:00 a.m.
And this is the CCTV
- from that area? - ROSCOE: Yeah.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Stop.
Let's get Charlie in here and test the theory.
- Charlie. - STEELE: Yeah?
Come and look at this.
STEELE: Yep, yep. What's up?
Blue saloon.
STEELE: Yeah, okay.
Who owns a blue saloon?
- Lots of people. - Stan Turner has a blue saloon.
You can't see the driver, and you can't see the number plate.
Yeah, fair point. This is what I'm gonna do.
I'm gonna get Stan's reg plates up on the DVLA records.
I'm gonna get onto ANPR.
I'm gonna positively place Stan's car
in this area late last night.
- STEELE: Okay. - Come on.
Lindsay, you're my hero. Thank you.
Nice work, Gary. Charlie, get your coat.
- Boss? - What's up?
That car we caught on CCTV matches the blue saloon
registered to Stan Turner.
Excellent. Bring him in.
- WESTON: Great. - Well done, Jack.
Yeah. I'll drive.
Stan Turner, you're under arrest on suspicion of murder.
You do not have to say anything,
though 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 used in evidence.
Do you understand? Yes, you do.
Get him up. Get him up. Up. Up you get. Up you get.
Cuff him. Get him back to the station.
- What's going on, Stan? - WESTON: SOCOs, in here.
Let's do a once-over on the outside of the car, please.
Then do a forensic lift.
Get it back to base for the full monty.
Woodies, glove up, search the house.
ROSE: What's going on, Jack?
Uh, searching the premises and the car.
Well, there's no point in searching that thing.
WESTON: Why not?
Stan made me clean it this morning.
Sarge, this is Stanley Turner.
He's been arrested on suspicion of the murder of the young woman
that was found on the riverbank this morning.
Paul, would you do the honors?
See you later, Stan.
Okay.
Tell me about Jasmine.
No comment.
Do you know Jasmine?
No comment.
Are you saying you don't know someone called Jasmine?
TURNER: No comment.
Stan, you and I both know
that you know someone called Jasmine.
So we can either do this for a bit, which is really dull,
and then eventually you'll tell me the truth,
or we could just do it now.
- So tell me about Jasmine. - No comment.
- How do you know her? - No comment.
STEELE: From the club? Does she come into the club?
- No comment. - STEELE: An ex-girlfriend?
A relative?
No comment.
All right, our old friend Stanley Turner,
who we know is a main suspect in the Martha Bellamy case,
is now prime suspect in this young lady's murder, okay?
We still have a first name only... Jasmine.
We're not even confirmed on that, are we?
We need a surname. We need an age.
We need an address.
We need a positive I.D. on this girl, all right?
Any news from forensics down at the crime scene?
As of yet, they've still failed to locate a weapon.
- Really? - The extensive luminol testing
that CSI carried out at Stan's place
have not found one trace of blood.
So if he did kill Jasmine,
Jasmine was not killed there at his place.
We still don't know exactly where she was murdered.
DRUMMOND: Can't say just at the moment.
Gary, will you come with me? Carry on, carry on. Good.
ROSCOE: Where we going, then, sir?
Going off-piste. You all right with that?
Absolutely, boss.
TURNER: Where we going?
Got clean shoes on, yeah? Gary, take it easy, all right?
- It's automatic. - Yeah?
Hope you're not picking up any of your boss' bad habits.
- Do shut up, Stan. - Shut up, Stanley.
DRUMMOND: There you are.
- Stan, where's the office? - TURNER: It's in the back.
Right. We'll start there, Gary.
- TURNER: I need to piss. - You what?
TURNER: I need to piss.
All right. Go and search the toilets, okay? Properly.
Systems, under the sink, out the window.
- Just do it thoroughly, okay? - Clean them if you want.
DRUMMOND: Thanks. Shut up.
Would you two stop fucking killing people?
- What? - What happened with Jasmine?
TURNER: I'll tell you.
She bought some drugs off me.
She blew up a debt. She couldn't pay it back.
She didn't want to. We argued. That's it.
I wouldn't fucking kill her over that, man.
We've got your car at deposition site.
Your girlfriend, Rose, claims you asked her to valet it.
Explain it to me. Come on.
- Explain it to me. - TURNER: Explain what?
- I've already told you. - So, you didn't kill her?
No, I didn't.
So, how do you explain the car?
I don't know!
I don't know. I keep telling you.
And you're not listening. It was a debt. That's it.
- These people have debts. - Shh.
Boss. The toilets are all clear, boss.
Thank you, Gary. Thank you very much.
Can you help Stan here find his dick?
I'm gonna start the search.
Okay. Come on, Stanley.
[Sighs]
- Jack? - WESTON: Yep, yep, yep.
Coming. I'll be with you in a minute.
Yeah?
Sit down, Gary.
Sit down, mate. Shut the door.
Okay.
Stan says that Jasmine owed him money for drugs,
which explains why he was seen talking to her in the club.
However, he still maintains he didn't kill her.
We need a statement from Rose
putting Stan and Jasmine together.
- So can you get onto that? - Yeah, I'll see what I can do.
DRUMMOND: Thank you. Thanks, Jack.
It's not a bed of roses living here with Stan, all right?
- Sorry. - What's that?
Don't. [Sighs]
Who did that?
I can't stay here anymore. I can't put up with it.
[Breathes deeply]
That, um...
That cop you know.
That, um, Martha, whatever.
Yeah?
[Sighs] Stan got me to lie to you.
Okay.
And now this... this girl Jasmine...
he's gonna do exactly the same thing.
If you would be willing to talk about this again
formally on the record, then I can see what I can do.
- I can help you. - What?
You can get me and Lucy out of this?
WESTON: Yeah. If I can charge Stan for Jasmine's murder,
then I can make him go away for a long time.
But I need you to help me do that.
I'm trusting you on this one, Jack.
Yes.
All right.
Okay. I'll change my statement.
Can I have a look at that?
Again, please.
Do you mind if I... I won't... I won't hurt you.
Just...
Okay. Okay. Give me 30 minutes.
I'll sort something out at the station.
I'll get you to come down. We'll have a look at that.
- And we'll talk. - Thanks.
Okay. Give me 30 minutes.
Sir.
Come in.
- WESTON: Uh... - Shut the...
WESTON: Massive...
- [Door closes] - Massive breakthrough.
- DRUMMOND: Go on. - Just come back
- from Rose and Stan's house. - Mm-hmm.
Very private conversation with Rose.
She is willing to turn Queen's evidence on Stan.
She has bruising all the way down her right arm.
I mean, I think Stan's abusing her.
She is willing to make a statement.
She's also willing to tell us everything about Stan,
including his role in Martha's death,
if we can guarantee that we can take Stan down...
- That's what she wants? - for Jasmine's murder.
That's what she wants. She just wants safety. That's all.
[Door closes]
Hi. Did you want milk or...
No. Without, please.
Uh, now...
thank you for coming in.
We are so close to nailing Stan.
I just need you to make a statement.
That's the final piece of the jigsaw puzzle.
Then we can nail him. We can put him away for good.
Jack, I've already told you.
I'll make a statement as soon as you can guarantee me
he is not walking out of here.
I can... I can almost guarantee it.
What?
This isn't what we agreed, Jack. You told me I could trust you.
I know. And I... You can trust me.
- Right? - But my boss
is nervous of...
off-the-record statements.
- What? You don't trust me? - I trust you.
- No. No. - I trust you.
No one else does, okay?
I'm fighting in your corner here.
Well, you better fight in my corner 'cause you owe me one.
You owe me one from all those years ago, Jack, okay?
Back then, when you trusted me.
You trusted me to take the rap for you...
to go to jail for you.
You trusted me to keep your secret then, didn't you?
And I was the one went down for three years, Jack.
And you walked away scot-free.
And I lied for you to protect you.
And I am coming to you now asking you to protect me.
And you're turning your back on me.
- That's what you're doing. - I'm sorry that happened.
ROSE: I was in that place alone.
And you didn't come and see me. You didn't write to me.
You didn't call me. You didn't do anything.
You just turned yourself off to it.
And I am stuck in there pregnant, Jack.
Yeah.
'Cause Lucy's 16. It was 16 years ago.
You just washed your hands of it all, as you always do.
Selfish Jack looking out for number one.
WESTON: I-I...
I need a statement from you.
- And if you could... - Jack, you're ignoring the fact
that I've just told you you've got a daughter.
I... What happened...
ROSE: You're concerned about statements?
What happened... You know, that's...
If you cared anything about me,
you would not be asking me to do this
without guarantee of my safety and Lucy's safety.
That's what I'm trying to do.
And if you can give me a statement...
- No! - confirming that Stan
knows Jasmine...
that there is any sort of connection
between Stan and Jasmine,
then I can offer you full witness protection.
You are... You're fucking unbelievable,
just sitting, looking at the table.
You're ignoring what's in front of you.
Absolutely selfish to the core.
- I'm offering you help. - That's what you are.
No, you're not offering me help. You're not.
You're looking out for yourself 'cause you want to look good
in front of your bosses.
And if you had cared about me, you would have been there.
You would have been there for me.
And you would have been there for Lucy.
And you wouldn't be sitting here ignoring the fact
you've got a fucking daughter.
Okay.
[Door opens]
Stan Turner... We're gonna have to bail him.
WESTON: Bail Stan?
You didn't get a statement out of Rose.
Sir.
Can I have a quick word?
We keep letting this guy go.
People keep turning up dead.
DRUMMOND: Nobody wants to convict Mo and Stan
more than me on Martha's murder, okay?
But we've got to play the long game.
We need conclusive evidence.
There's no conclusive forensics come back on the gun,
so we have nothing on him.
You're gonna have to tiptoe around him a little bit
and be a little bit cautious.
We need to be tactful, focused, unemotional.
- Okay? - Yeah.
DRUMMOND: All right.
[Door opens]
How have the trays been? Still the right thing?
Cheers for the shit food.
Catch you later, man.
Good luck finding your killer.
[Door opens, closes]
Hi, Rose. It's Jack... Weston.
Um, I had to bail Stan.
So, um, I'm sorry. There was nothing I could do.
So give me a shout if you need anything.
Actually, just, can you give me a shout anyway?
I need... Well, I think we should talk about...
I'm ready to talk about what we were talking about earlier.
So, um...
Sorry. I'm babbling. Call me back.
You have my number, I think.
Yeah.
BROOKS: Bye.
Um, so, Jasmine Colshaw. 22 years old.
- Yes! - Dropped out of school early.
Has been living on benefits
with her boyfriend, Mitchell Ashworth.
He's 21 years old, living in McClancy Road.
Well, he's at her place right now.
Get down there. Take Wonder Boy with you.
Gary, go with her. Well done, Li.
- Fantastic. - Thank you. Thank you.
So, Mr. Ashworth, do you mind if I call you Mitchell?
- Yeah, that's fine. - On the phone, you were saying
that you and Jasmine were in a relationship.
- Is that right? - MITCHELL: Yeah, yeah.
We've been together eight months.
Okay. Oh, who's this?
- Uh, that's my daughter. - Oh.
Do you mind if I come and say hello
while my colleague takes a look around?
We're just trying to piece together
a better picture of Jasmine.
It will help with our investigation.
- All right. - Why don't you introduce me?
How old is she?
- What's her name? - MITCHELL: Katie.
- Katie. How old's Katie? - MITCHELL: She's 3 months.
- BROOKS: Hello. - Yeah.
BROOKS: She's gorgeous.
- Yeah, I know. - BROOKS: Gorgeous.
Bundle of joy, but a lot of responsibility.
How's fatherhood treating you? How are you coping?
Yeah, good. I was actually gonna take her over to my mum's
- for a bit today. - BROOKS: Oh, okay.
Well, let me just lay her down. She looks very happy there.
- Yeah. She's... - I'll tell you what.
Why don't I join you? We could go for a little walk.
And I could ask you some questions.
- Would that be all right? - Um, yeah, all right.
- Yeah. - Yeah? Okay.
I'll let you get her ready.
- Is he gonna stay here? - He'll keep going.
And I'll meet him back here if that's all right.
She's very gorgeous. [Chuckles]
When was the last time you saw Jasmine?
Uh, yesterday, before she went to work.
And it didn't ring alarm bells,
her not coming home last night, then?
No. She does it quite often, to be honest.
It's [Sighs] It's not unusual.
BROOKS: Right.
Mitchell, does the name Stan Turner
ring a bell to you at all?
- No. - No?
Can you account
for your movements last night, Mr. Ashworth?
MITCHELL: Uh, yeah.
Uh, well, I went to the Old George with my mates.
- Right. - My mum was in the area.
- She come around and babysat. - Your mum?
Do you mind if I just get your mum's name?
MITCHELL: Uh, yeah. It's Pauline.
It'd be really helpful if she could get down to the station
and corroborate exactly where you were last night.
I'm trying to get a picture
of what happened to Jasmine, obviously.
- Yeah, of course. - That'd be really helpful.
Okay, I'm actually just... I'm gonna take Katie to my mum's.
And I was just gonna tell her about Jasmine
and, like, just be with her a moment.
Then I'll be right down to the station after.
BROOKS: Of course. I know you've got a lot to digest.
- Well, I'll see you soon, then. - Yeah.
[Cellphone rings]
Gary?
Oh, good one. If that is Jasmine's...
This is definitely where she was murdered.
BROOKS: Okay, guys, so, this is the glorious mess
that was found concealed under the bath
in Jasmine's bathroom,
which was otherwise spotless, cleaned with bleach, we think.
Quite a significant amount of blood found,
which I can now confirm is actually Jasmine's.
So I think it's pretty safe to say
that Jasmine was murdered in her own bathroom.
Any forensic evidence of Stan being in that apartment?
- No. - ROSCOE: Nothing, no.
I've been looking, as you all searched,
- through Mitchell's... - WESTON: These two?
Yeah, yeah, exactly. Mitchell's financials.
- And he's skint. - Yeah.
And the pressure of being absolutely broke, young,
with a young baby...
I mean, we've seen it, unfortunately, 100 times before.
So, we're still waiting for an alibi
from Mitchell Ashworth. Is that right?
- But it's not written down yet. - Yeah. I'm just checking it.
DRUMMOND: That needs to be rushed along.
- All right, boss. - Good work, guys.
Thank you.
That was Pauline, Mitchell Ashworth's mother.
He's not 'round there now with Baby Katie,
which is where he said he was going.
But on top of that, she didn't babysit for him last night.
She didn't see him or Baby Katie at all.
- So he lied, lied. - DRUMMOND: Guys, guys.
Control have just been on.
Someone's complaining about a guy acting strangely.
Looks like he's on drugs. Matches Mitchell's description.
There's no sign of a baby. Uniform will bring him in.
MITCHELL: Fuck you! Fuck off.
OFFICER: Okay, okay. Okay, quiet down. Calm down.
WESTON: Mitchell, where's Katie? Where is the baby?
Jesus Christ. Can we get a doctor down here?
Fucking hell.
Sarge, will you put this in?
Mitchell. Mitchell.
- Mitchell, look at me. - Get off!
STEELE: For fuck's sake. Nothing. Nothing.
Can we get the F.M.E. down here, please?
Fucking hell.
We tried an urgent interview, but the guy's gaga.
Anything on the baby?
He's absolutely fucking incomprehensible.
He doesn't know what he's talking about.
I don't even know where to start.
I could track his movements on CCTV.
Well, I left him on Bardeen Street.
You're dealing with a drug addict here.
- I know. - BROOKS: He's desperate.
He could have killed her and dumped the baby anywhere.
- DRUMMOND: I know. - He's not coping.
WESTON: Okay, why don't I get some woodies out,
have a look at some local supermarkets, local hospitals?
See if he's left the child behind somewhere.
- DRUMMOND: Let's find that baby. - WESTON: Yeah?
Yeah. Fucking hell.
- BROOKS: It's not looking good. - No.
Mitchell, we're pretty concerned about Baby Katie.
- Where is she? - I don't know.
- Is she safe? - Yeah.
- Yeah, she's fucking safe. - She's safe.
So you know where she is?
No, I don't know. I don't exactly know.
But it's fine. It's all done.
It's fine? It's all done?
Yeah.
Mitchell, who is she with?
I was told to drop her with this guy at Freisen Inn.
So that's what I fucking done.
What guy?
Mitchell has identified this man as the person
he handed Baby Katie to earlier today.
His name is Grant Johnson.
I arrested him six years ago. He's a violent bastard.
- [Knocking on window] - Mr. Johnson!
Mr. Johnson! Grant Johnson.
After you.
OFFICER: Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go.
- Police. Stay where you are. - Upstairs. Upstairs. Upstairs.
Upstairs. Upstairs. Upstairs. Upstairs.
Clear. Clear. Clear. Clear. Clear.
- Anything upstairs? - OFFICER: Clear!
Clear. Back door clear? I'll go 'round the back.
BROOKS: We're looking for a baby, Katie.
Any signs of a baby, you give me a shout immediately.
- Make sure he gets back. - Anything there?
BROOKS: Make sure you get 'round that back.
Whoa! Laptop.
- Bagging it. - BROOKS: Nice.
See you back at the station.
I have been through Grant Johnson's financials.
Now, he withdrew ú20,000
from the Nation's Building Society.
And on top of that, I'd just like to remind everyone
that Mitchell Ashworth was found with ú500 on his person,
which, for a crack addict, is a lot of money.
Surely he hadn't sold his baby for 500 quid, has he?
Now, how does Jasmine fit into all this?
You telling me someone killed her
so they could sell her baby?
BROOKS: I mean, maybe Jasmine was in on it,
and she changed her mind at the last minute.
You never know. Then she's suddenly an obstacle for the...
DRUMMOND: That's not a bad idea.
The fact remains there's a lot of money missing, okay?
If Mitchell has stashed it somewhere,
he hasn't stashed it at home because we've searched that.
- DRUMMOND: So where is it? - If he has stashed it at all.
Maybe he hasn't.
And maybe there's some sort of... I don't know...
third-party middleman involved in this baby sale.
Who's got the money?
That's what I'm asking.
DRUMMOND: More importantly, where's the baby?
- ROSCOE: Sarge. - Yeah?
- ROSCOE: I got this from I.T. - Is that from Grant's laptop?
- Yep. - Okay.
There's nothing too worrying.
There's no child pornography.
But there is a website that keeps cropping up...
mumschat.co.uk.
Uh, I looked into it.
The messages seem fairly normal.
But there were two usernames...
newmummy95@mumschat and dad101.
Now, they're speaking in a private chat room.
BROOKS: So, Grant is dad101,
talking to what looks like a young, new mum
who is struggling to make ends meet.
Looks like some sort of process of befriending.
I mean, keep pulling on that thread.
This could be Jasmine, right?
It could be.
Sir, ANPR has tracked Grant's car.
- Great. Get on it. - BROOKS: Yeah.
- I'm on it, sir. - Yeah, go, Li.
- Yes. - Let's go.
ANPR put Grant's car around here.
Keep your eyes peeled.
ROSCOE: How about there outside the pub?
BROOKS: Is that him?
This is Jasmine,
the mother of the child you bought.
We just wanted to look after her.
They're smackheads.
They didn't even want her.
How did you find Mr. Ashworth?
On the Internet.
BROOKS: And you never met Jasmine Colshaw?
No.
BROOKS: And you have no idea why or how she wound up dead?
No.
- [Telephone rings] - Gary Roscoe's phone.
- Boss? Sorry. - Yeah?
So, the I.P. address to the user
that Grant was talking to... yeah, yeah...
on mumschat.co.uk, newmummy95...
they were accessing the site... thank you...
- from Stan Turner's address. - Okay.
Stan Turner.
Okay, hang on.
We have this potential middleman, third party.
What if that third party is...
- STEELE: Stan. - Is Stan?
So, Stan knows Jasmine and Mitchell.
Knows they have a baby, Katie, that they're not coping with.
Stan poses online as Jasmine in this, um, what?
- This site. - STEELE: Mumschat.co.uk.
Um, poses as Jasmine
and lures Grant, who is desperate for a baby,
into buying Baby Katie.
And I can't believe I'm saying this.
Jasmine realizes the gravity of the situation,
has second thoughts, pulls out of the sale.
Stan, who is expecting, what, a windfall of 20 grand...
19, 20 grand...
lashes out and bashes Jasmine
and dumps her in the river.
- Is that enough to go down? - Yeah.
WESTON: Yes? Okay.
- Charlie, go with him. - STEELE: Yep.
- Stan? - [Knocker tapping]
Open up.
Ready? Ready? Ready? Ready?
- Stan Turner, Stan Turner. - Where is she?
You're under arrest on the suspicion
of murder and child trafficking.
You do not have to say anything,
though it may harm your defense if you fail to mention,
when questioned, something which you later rely on in court.
Anything you do say may be used in evidence. Do you understand?
Sarge?
- WESTON: Yeah? - Come up.
Hold him. Hold him.
Something's really fucking wrong.
The cupboards are half empty. The bedroom's a mess.
- What have you done with her? - TURNER: She's gone.
She's taken all her stuff, all of her money, everything.
STEELE: [Sighs]
It's not Stan. It's Rose.
She's been lying to us.
T.I.U. have been trying to run a cell site
on Rose and Lucy's phones.
- DRUMMOND: Jack. - There's no signal.
DRUMMOND: If there's any connection
you can pull out of the bag now to Rose, now would be the time.
We absolutely need the location on her.
- Keep thinking. - I'm sorry.
DRUMMOND: You're the only hope we have right now.
Uh, Rose, it's Jack.
Um, look.
I'm not talking to you now as a cover.
I'm... I'm... I don't want you to go
without at least letting me meet Lucy.
So...
I know you don't owe me anything.
I just... I just... I just want to meet her.
I... Um, listen,
I'm gonna be at the marina at Tower Bridge
in about 20 minutes.
So... I don't know.
Please. [Sighs]
Look, before you guys just fuck off forever, just...
I'll be there. Okay. Bye.
[Indistinct conversation]
- Hi. - WESTON: Hi.
- How you doing? - Good.
- I'm Jack. - I'm Lucy.
Hi, Lucy.
16 years, and here we are.
Uh, yeah. I think we might have a lot to talk about,
but I don't think now is gonna be the right time to go...
- ROSE: Lucy! - To go down to the station.
- Lucy, come on! - LUCY: Mum?
- Hang on. Whoa, whoa. No. - Get off!
ROSCOE: Got her? Got her?
Mum!
Come here, Rose. Come here.
- No! - Drop the bag.
Rose Harris, I'm arresting you
on suspicion of murder and child trafficking.
You do not have to say anything,
but it may harm your defense if you do not mention,
when questioned, something you later rely on in court.
- Do you understand? - Yes.
I said, "Yes"!
Back to the wall. Over here.
Sarge, this is Rose Harris.
She's been arrested on suspicion
of the murder of Jasmine Colshaw and for child trafficking.
- It's a misunderstanding, Lucy. - Why is he doing this?
MAN: I'll get a female officer to search her.
It's something to do with him, okay?
- Rose. - What?
I'm talking to my daughter. Okay?
Lucy, it's all gonna be fine. It's a misunderstanding.
If you could just get Lucy settled in...
I just don't want to leave, Mum.
ROSE: I'll be waiting here. I'll be waiting here.
It's fine. It's okay.
Like, honestly.
I'll be waiting here, okay, love?
STEELE: [Sighs]
Are you fucking happy with yourself now, Jack?
You're stabbing me in the back again, eh?
- I, uh... - ROSE: No, go on.
Don't look at me. Just ignore it.
Ignore the situation like you always do.
No, go on ahead. Walk away.
- Rose, Rose. Enough. - What?
Enough. Enough.
[Door opens]
WESTON: Ready?
Are you happy now you've completely fucked me over?
Okay. I know what you think.
I was looking out for the best interest of the child.
- Oh, yeah. My child. - Yes, your child.
You were looking out for my child.
Well, thank you very much for all your help with that.
I was protecting my child by getting her away from here
and getting her away from Stan.
- Okay? - Okay, whatever.
- Don't... Don't... - Whatever. Whatever.
Don't you tell me what's best for my child.
It's no excuse for killing Jasmine Colshaw...
ROSE: I didn't kill Jasmine.
And trafficking and arranging the sale of a small child.
Jasmine came to me.
She knows me from the club. And she asked for me help.
And that's all I was doing. I was just helping a friend.
So rather than calling social services
or anything like that, you thought it'd be good idea
to sell her child for a massive profit?
Look, all I did was make the introductions.
It was nothing to do with me.
I seen a family who needed a baby.
And Jasmine was stuck.
And the 19,500 grand that you made out of it...
He gave that to me.
- I didn't ask him for that. - STEELE: As a gift?
ROSE: [Sighs]
BROOKS: Rose Harris was the middleman, wasn't she?
I think it's time you got honest with me, Mr. Johnson.
Rose [Coughs]
Rose is the one that brokered the deal.
Talk me through it. What happened?
We'd been trying to have a baby for years.
[Breathes deeply]
We would have...
went through the adoption services.
But I've got a record.
So they weren't interested.
You stole, essentially,
an infant from two very vulnerable people.
What, two crackheads?
The toxicology report that came back on Jasmine Colshaw
proved that she was clean.
No drugs in her system whatsoever.
You...
She still didn't take care of her baby.
WESTON: manipulated her.
And when she got second thoughts,
decided to pull out of all this,
you lashed out, thinking you were gonna make
a good 20,000 grand or whatever.
No. No. We had a conversation.
And she was... She was flipping out over something.
And she just... She tripped. She fell.
And she hit her head. But I didn't touch her.
I didn't put a finger on her. I'm telling you the truth.
STEELE: So, she tripped, fell, hit her head.
And then what happened?
[Sighs]
WESTON: Did you watch her bleed?
Did you sit there and watch her?
No, I called for help. I tried to help her.
WESTON: Did you call 999 or...
You know where I called.
Um, Rose called me...
and said that, uh...
that the young girl, Jasmine, had OD'd...
and that, um...
and that I needed to go over there right away.
[Sighs] She made...
[Voice breaking] She made me put her in the car.
And when... when I put her in the car...
When I put her in the car,
I could see she was dead.
[Sniffles]
But I told Rose to take her to the hospital.
But she said I had to clean the flat.
And if I didn't clean the flat,
then we couldn't have Baby Katie.
Okay, Rose Harris, I have enough information, then,
to charge you with the murder of Jasmine Colshaw
and also the abduction of a child.
This just fucking suits you right down to the ground,
doesn't it?
Now I'm out of your life for good.
WESTON: Thanks, Rose.
ROSE: Is that why you're doing this, Jack?
MAN: Rose.
You don't want to have to deal with it, eh?
That's enough.
Feeling guilty about things, are you?
- STEELE: Hello. - ROSCOE: Charlie.
STEELE: Hiya. Can you leave us to it?
- Absolutely. - Thank you.
ROSCOE: Take care.
- Um... - [Door closes]
I know that today has been incredibly traumatic.
- Mm-hmm. - And I'm really sorry for that.
I...
We had no choice but to arrest your mother.
I'm sorry that it happened in the way that it did.
Um, but we have a duty of care to you, as well,
because it's not fair for her to put you in that situation.
- And... - What did she do?
Your mother's been arrested on suspicion,
I'm sure, as you heard actually outside in the...
by the custody desk on suspicion of, uh, murder
and child abduction.
And it's not...
[Voice breaking] No, I really hoped...
I really hoped that it wasn't true.
[Siren chirps]
- Hi. - WESTON: How you doing?
What are you doing here?
Just waiting for you.
Did Charlie not tell you what's happening with your mum?
Yeah, she told me everything,
but I just wanted to talk to you.
- You are my dad, after all. - Oh, yeah.
- So, um, look. - What?
Your mum...
I don't know what she's told you.
She's told me some things that I...
- What? - I-I don't know.
- Why would she lie? - No, I'm not saying she's lying.
I just think she's maybe got things a little bit confused.
I know everything. She told me everything.
I know that she went to prison
'cause she was taking the rap for you,
and that... that she was pregnant with me
while she was in there.
And she always hoped that you'd ring or you'd visit
and that we could be a family, but you didn't.
You... You ran away.
Something to do with your brother, but...
You know, I don't really know where else to go.
I don't know what to do. I'm sorry.
Um, are you... Ah, shit.
Are you... Do you want to... Um, are you hungry?
Do you want...
Uh, there's this place we can...
- Okay. - maybe talk
a little bit more privately.
Just, yeah.
What the fuck do you want, Stan?
I've been arrested three times.
I've had my fucking car
- impounded... - Shh.
And my fucking house turned upside down.
I've had pretty reasonable grounds to investigate you.
No, no, no, no. This Jack Weston has got it in for me.
You shot his boss.
You think murdering a senior police officer
can be brushed under the carpet, you fucking idiot?
My brother might bend over for you.
But I won't.
Either you tell Jack to back the fuck off
or everyone's gonna know about your little secret.
Got a 16-year-old rape victim, Kia.
Do you know Kia Hopkins?
Yeah. She's in my English class.
She's just staying with me just for a couple of days.
What the fuck? She's 16.
What the fuck are you doing?!
Oh, fuck. I think she's my daughter.
- Yeah. - You have to tell Drummond.
- I can't. - DRUMMOND: Where is he?
Is the sarge gonna lose his job?
Yeah, I think he might.
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