"Andy." "Mm." "We need to stop messing about, you and me, and just get married." "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "Whatever." "Night." "They're dropping the attempted murder charge against Nick Savage." "If that was Nick Savage - What?" "That lamp post." "I don't want to do this." "That's it?" "I'll resign." "I don't know what to say." "Andy." "We're starting to talk about harassment." "You won't resign." "Won't I?" "No." "Everyone gets hacked off with the job now and then." "Have a moan, have a shag, back to business." "World according to Knob Head." "What's the point of carrying the world on your shoulders?" "Doesn't get you anywhere." "Well, if you think about things, you will get depressed, won't you?" "You wouldn't know about that, cos sleeping, eating and breathing uses all your brain power." "Being a stroppy cow uses all yours." "I saw your mum the other day." "She'd love to see you." "My mum?" "You saw my mum?" "Yeah, I see her sometimes at my mum's." "She said she'd give anything to see you." "I think it'd be good for you." "Last week, you tell me you've got a kid." "This week, you've got..." "a message from my mum." "Exciting, isn't it, being with me?" "No." "What else?" "Did you used to be a woman?" "Why did he not say?" "He thought I'd go off the deep end." "Right." "He said he thought it'd be good for me." "He's an idiot." "He's not malicious, though, is he?" "I've got enough shit flying around without Sean McCartney tipping me over the edge." "I don't think about her." "I deliberately don't let that woman into my head, and he's just..." "I feel so wound up." "I feel ambushed." "Had four missed calls from King Knob." "Aww." "What do you mean, aww?" "He's just so bouncy, isn't he?" "Keeps wagging his tail and bringing you sticks." "Sticks?" "In a good way." "The way you feel sorry for people is annoying." "Are you OK?" "Oh, you didn't just drive into that bloody bollard, did you?" "Do you need a hand?" "No, thank you." "Oh, bad luck." "It's just a pain, isn't it?" "OK." "Well, erm.." "see you in a bit, then." "He thought it'd be good for you." "My mum has never been good for me." "He's got your interests at heart, even if he didn't get this one right." "Sean could be good for you if you'd let him." "Oh, have a laugh." "Swing from the chandeliers." "Exorcise Nick Savage." "(KNOCK AT DOOR)" "Janet?" "Yeah?" "Is Rachel in there?" "Yeah?" "Yeah?" "We've just picked one up." "I need her to deliver a death message." "OK." "Gill says to meet her at the scene before you go." "That's where you're going." "Gangland." "Do you want me to go?" "No, I want Lee to go with her." "What would you like me to do?" "I haven't decided yet." "Well, I await my fate." "Drive safely, Rache." "Disclosure." "What about it?" "That's what I'd like you to do." "For the whole investigation?" "It's a vital role." "But I'll be wasted." "It's not whether they did it or not that gets the conviction, Janet, it's did we serve the right papers." "So, pending ID, we're pretty confident our victim is Leon Foster." "18 years old." "Lives with his grandmother." "Been a busy boy since he was 11." "Possession of drugs, firearms, assault, you name it." "First impressions suggest it's gang-related." "However, the bullet wound to the head is very close range, as you can see from the muzzle burn." "So, how come Leon let his killer get so close to him?" "He's also suffered some knife wounds to the body, which for operational reasons I won't go into now, but as soon as I can, I will." "The good news is, the body's on hard ground." "It hasn't rained, but the alley's covered in rubbish." "Good luck, Mr Exhibits." "Ta." "A gym bag was by his side." "A gun was in it." "A Baikal." "Looks like the gun that killed him." "Firearms are on to it." "So we're looking for a knife." "We're also looking for his phone." "His cash and card were on him, which suggests theft wasn't a motive, but..." "And we're also looking for movement away from the area between 2:00am and 6:00am." "Who's on CCTV?" "Me." "It's alleys and cul-de-sacs." "Pushbike paradise." "Yeah." "Was Leon on his own?" "Was he in a group?" "Who are his associates?" "Who are his enemies?" "Why did the killer leave a gun?" "What are you on, Janet?" "Erm...disclosure." "Leon Foster is, if not a member of, then affiliated to, the Belmont gang." "So what were the YCCs doing in the early hours of this morning?" "We need to move fast." "If it is a gang killing, by tomorrow we could have a tit-for-tat." "Plug your brains in." "Keep your minds open." "We have a Duty of Care." "Mrs Filbey, we'll take you over to The Chapel of Rest, which has a glass wall." "Leon's the other side of that glass." "He's lying down." "He's covered with a sheet, and you'll see a bandage round his head which we've put there." "It is my Leon." "It is." "He was a good boy." "Sweet." "No trouble in his life." "(WEEPS)" "I understand if this is too soon for you, Mrs Filbey, but... we'd like to ask permission to search your home, to see if there's anything there that'll help us understand what happened to Leon." "I will just have to trust you." "We've had the report from the North West Firearms lab." "The marks on the shell casings match the gun." "It's a match with a shooting in Wythenshawe." "Good." "Why have you made Janet Disclosure Officer?" "She's good with paper." "Among other things." "Everyone has to take turns." "Yes, technically, they do." "Very good." "Just didn't want you to bump into us." "Yeah, I got that." "Yeah, cos sometimes, even if something's pretty big, and like, been there for years, you can still bump into it anyway." "(LAUGHTER)" "Yeah, yeah." "OK." "Glad that's over." "I nearly melted." "It's a very clean cut, isn't it?" "Like it was cut off with one action." "One cut." "I wonder if they took it or disposed of it." "Oh." "It's here." "Pushed down his throat." "Micky's with Excalibur, so he's got the intelligence on gang disputes and gang affiliations." "Make the most of him." "Could someone shut that door, please?" "Thank you." "So...following the post-mortem..." "After Leon Foster was shot, take a deep breath, gentlemen, his penis was cut off and shoved down his throat." "(SUPPRESSED LAUGHTER)" "I'll file that under horrified hysteria, shall I, as opposed to callous glee?" "Definitely." "Four people from the post-mortem and the nine of us here are the only people who know this information." "Preserving the integrity of this information means if it crops up in intelligence, we'll know it's of the highest order." "Compromising this information - blabbing - could bugger up absolutely everything." "And trigger a copycat trend none of us want." "Anyone unclear?" "Good." "So, Micky, that MO doesn't seem very gangish to me." "What are you thinking?" "It's, yeah, extremely unusual." "I'm thinking, is it saying he's gay?" "A gay gangster." "That's a new one." "And it might not be literally 'Leon Foster is gay'." "What the killer could be saying is 'Leon sucks dick', as in 'he's weak', as in he's a " "A pussy." "As in he's a girl." "What if the killer is a girl?" "A girl that he knew, so he let her get close to him?" "Well, yeah." "But that would also be highly unusual." "You see, these girls are on the fringes of gang life." "They're not central." "They enable." "They hide guns, they hide drugs." "You get girl gangs, sure you do, but this is not girl gang turf." "This is Belmonts vs YCCs." "I think your alley's interesting." "It's in an interstitial area." "In between." "The killer may be being intentionally confusing about turf." "Excuse me." "Hiya, Jim." "That close range shot could fit with a contract killing." "Maybe." "But getting an outsider in makes your crew look weak." "And why let a contract killer get close up?" "You wouldn't know them." "They're on red alert." "They suspect everyone." "Unless he was a friend." "Or a girlfriend." "Whoever did it could use a gun." "Lewis Cole was in a cell last night." "So if it was YCCs vs the Belmonts, they've done it without their main man." "Right." "OK, Andy." "Two tracks running parallel, equally viable." "Gang-related killing." "Non-gang-related personal killing." "Who was Leon Foster?" "Who was he close to?" "Male and female." "What was he up to?" "Who was he up to?" "And where the hell is his phone?" "He might as well have locked me up in a tower." "He's trying to split us up." "It's only to get at me." "Resign." "I'm going to." "Why did you join the police?" "To put the bad guys away." "Don't knock it." "It's the same for all of us, except for the sad sacks who joined to order people about, but I don't mean them." "Do you really think that the CPS, if they'd had a choice, would have let Nick Savage walk?" "Do you think they specifically set out to let Rachel Bailey down?" "It's like Sean and your mum." "You seem to think people are organised enough to be out to get you, and that is" " A, not very likely, and B, just not very mature." "The hole puncher of your dreams." "Oh, thanks, Kev." "Must have been a mighty sharp knife, to slice his knob off." "Kevin Lumb." "If you ditch the job that you do so well, because of this, it's game, set and match to the bad guys." "Maybe it was a laser." "Pow!" "What did Lewis Cole have to say for himself?" "Well, he's bricking it about reprisals." "He knows he can be ruled out cos he was banged up, but he's adamant Leon Foster's murder has nothing to do with the YCCs." "Never known Lewis Cole talk." "That's interesting." "His mother's door has just been shot at." "Excalibur is on to it." "So it's back to gangs." "What niggles - we're getting in no intelligence about Leon Foster." "It doesn't fit with gangs." "Tasked your informants?" "Yep." "Micky tasked his." "CCTV?" "One kid hopping on a pushbike." "Clear as mud." "The three people in Leon's car when we stopped him six weeks ago are:" "Reno Matthews, Chantelle Deen, Daysha Kaye." "Chantelle is one of Leon's babymothers." "Daysha we've never come across." "Reno Matthews is a Belmonts stalwart, high-ranking." "Good." "Go." "Talk." "No, I'm not in the mood." "Moody-moody, mardy-mardy." "Look what I've got." "Put the kettle on, we'll have a look at them together." "Who says you're coming in?" "I do." "You're not." "Oh, yes, I am." "I am coming in." "I am coming in." "(LAUGHS) Hiya." "What are you doing?" "Sean is breaking and entering." "I want to show you some photies." "Both of you." "Get up." "House looks tiny." "It was." "(LAUGHS)" "Dad with hair." "Dad with hair." "Mum." "So young." "She looks..." "Looks like you." "No, she doesn't." "What was that, then?" "Why we all suited and booted?" "We were going to Ginny's wedding." "Oh, yeah." "Which was...just after my 12th birthday, cos I got those shoes for it." "And two weeks before Mum walked out on us." "So when she's stood there, smiling, she must have known." "Oh, look." "If you wore that now, you'd get battered." "He's brung me another stick." "Two weeks before she buggered off with her fancy man." "My God, Rache, she doesn't half look like you." "She doesn't just look like me, Janet Scott of Scotland Yard, she is me." "She's 32." "Well, that's...you know, pretty... you know, it's a pretty big..." "Me with three kids." "Yeah." "Well, that is a..." "Rachel, Pete's waiting for you." "How's it going?" "Erm...fine." "Not too taxing - filing... in a cupboard." "Gwynneth, Nigella, Rhianna, Adele." "What are you doing?" "Counting my babymothers." "Chantelle Deen?" "Yeah." "I don't see him much any more." "Not at all?" "He only lived two streets away." "I seen him around sometimes, yeah." "When would you see him?" "Would he come and see Natasha?" "Mm-hm." "Did Leon have a set day of the week for that, or..?" "She's gorgeous." "Mm-hm." "Just had her first birthday?" "Mm-hm." "When is the last time you saw Leon?" "Can't remember." "Did you hear of any arguments?" "Any trouble he was in?" "No." "Is that something he might talk to you about?" "No." "You were in a car with Leon two weeks ago." "That's how your name came up." "Mm-hm." "Reno Matthews was also in that car." "Is he a friend of yours?" "Do you know him?" "I know who you mean." "So you don't know him well." "No." "I told you I didn't want to see your face." "Get back to bed!" "(BABY CRIES)" "Stick a condom on." "Tell the one with the dick to stick it on." "She could stick it on his dick." "Hi." "DC Bailey, Manchester Metropolitan Police Major Incident Team." "DC Readyough." "It's nothing to worry about." "We're making enquiries into the murder of Leon Foster." "Sure." "We were hoping to talk to... ..Daysha Kaye." "Is she in?" "She is." "I'm Kriss." "Daysha's brother." "Come in." "Thanks." "Daysha." "It's the police making enquiries about Leon." "Hello." "Yes, I was in the car." "I didn't tell you about it, cos I was embarrassed." "Sorry." "That is news to me, that you'd go anywhere near Leon's car." "It was crazy." "I was walking back from school." "It was raining, and my bag was really heavy." "And Leon drives by and stops and asks me if I want a ride home." "So, I go, 'OK, thank you, that would be a relief, actually,' and then five minutes later we get stopped." "Right." "Exactly." "Thank you." "That is why you don't go there." "I don't." "I know." "Can you name the other two people in the car?" "No." "But you were friends with Leon?" "Well, I've known him since primary - all my life." "But I go to school, so I don't see him much." "But he only lived two streets away." "Yeah, but I go to school." "Can you explain it?" "It's two worlds." "The kids who get out, like I did, the kids who are going to get out, like Daysha, those kids go to school, keep clean." "And there's the kids who get lost and go the other way, like Leon did." "We're trying to build up a picture of Leon's private life." "We had a chat with Chantelle Deen - that's the other girl in the car with you, actually." "Has Leon got any other children?" "He's got an older kid, but the mum moved south." "And is there anyone else at all that you know of?" "A constant stream of girls, as far as I can see." "Thanks again, Kriss." "No probs." "Listen." "When you take your police tape away, don't just tear it, leaving bits behind." "Really take it away." "Can I ask you something?" "Confidentially." "Have you ever heard any suggestions about Leon having relationships with men?" "No way." "OK." "(KNOCK AT DOOR)" "I've a caller with sensitive information." "Wants a female officer." "Everyone's out." "Put it through." "Thanks." "(PHONE RINGS)" "Hello." "A young girl rang me today." "She'd just seen one of your posters about Leon Foster." "She was very distressed." "She told me that a month ago, she was at a party, and she walked into the wrong room, and saw her brother, who is 12, being sexually abused." "Right." "She was only in the room a few moments, but she said there was five lads there, and one was Leon Foster." "She also recognised Reno Matthews." "She said they were arguing." "Reno had a knife." "And now Leon's dead." "OK." "So, are you saying that this 12-year-old boy, the brother of the girl that rang you, was being abused by one or some of these lads?" "No." "It was a line-up." "That's what they call it when a group of lads line up and a girl performs oral sex on each of them in turn." "You knew that term?" "Yeah." "OK." "Well, performing oral sex on a 12-year-old boy is sexual abuse." "Yes, it is." "So erm...this girl that was doing it, she was doing it voluntarily?" "Very possibly." "It can be seen as a flattering thing to be chosen." "So..." "OK." "So you're saying that the girl " "Daysha." "The girl who was abusing the 12-year-old boy is called Daysha Kaye." "And this was at a party a month ago?" "She said it was at a baby's party." "It happened at a baby's party?" "You don't seem very shocked." "I've seen it all with the gangs." "And the girls just accept it because they have no respect for themselves." "So I'm depressed, but I'm not shocked." "Tell me everything she told you." "OK." "Is your skirt rolled up?" "Why?" "Is it?" "Everyone rolls them up." "I don't care." "Roll it down." "This is normal." "Have you rolled it up twice?" "Mum, what is your problem?" "Who's it for?" "Eh?" "Who have you rolled it up for?" "Do you want to issue an open invitation?" "Everyone does wear 'em like that." "It's a free country." "No, it isn't, it just pretends to be." "Did you wake Granny up like I asked?" "No." "Roll it down." "Menopause." "How would it work?" "If it happened." "However you want." "And where would it be, this..." "reunion." "Wherever." "Yeah, but where?" "Er..." "That garden centre by the roundabout." "It's got a tea room." "You're ridiculous." "Goodbye." "The shots fired at Lewis Cole's mum's door were fired by infant delinquent wannabe dickheads, who formed their own crew precisely a week ago." "They're nothing to do with it." "The non-gang version of Leon's murder still has legs." "Thanks for the heads-up last night, Janet." "Tell us what you got." "Well, according to Trina, a youth worker who rang in yesterday..." "So Daysha Kaye was involved in this line-up at this party, performing oral sex on these lads." "Five of them." "So what Leon's killer did to him after shooting him is either one hell of a coincidence, or the killer is making a reference, possibly, to what Daysha was, possibly, forced to do." "The party was at Chantelle Deen's house, to celebrate the first birthday of her baby, Natasha, who is her baby to Leon Foster." "Her other kid, who's three, is her baby to Reno Matthews." "The party was a month ago." "Yup." "So if the murder's referencing this line-up, why now?" "Why has the killer waited a month?" "Whoever did it, and there's three people with a potential motive " "Reno, Daysha, Chantelle - whoever killed Leon did something you'd have to be pretty inflamed to do." "Or someone got very cold and very clever...and planned it." "Daysha Kaye is clever." "And 16." "And a book worm." "And has no previous." "Kriss Kaye does." "Her brother." "I've checked it out, but he more or less told us he was in with the YCCs ten years ago." "Took himself off to Wrexham, cleans up his act, only comes back here two years ago." "He's very protective." "He parents Daysha, basically." "If she told him what went on " "I can't see her doing that." "He'd know how to use a gun." "Yeah, so the gay theory... well, just doesn't seem to stick." "I get the impression that Leon Foster is about as macho as they come, and I'm wondering if that's what he got it in the neck " "And dick." "Kevin." " for." "Chantelle claimed she couldn't remember the last time she saw Leon." "There's no mention of any party." "She's massively connected with both Leon and Reno, and acting as if she isn't, so if you're looking for personal, I think she's up there." "All we know about the party and the line-up is based on what a child told this Trina Janet went out to talk to yesterday." "So before we get any further, can we see what Daysha's got to say?" "Could Janet meet her?" "Why?" "She's not your average 16-year-old." "She's weirdly together." "It feels like a shield." "Janet would get her." "Janet to go with Rachel, if you can spare her, Andy." "Pending that, let's see how interesting the brother looks and have another chat with Chantelle." "Let's keep looking under rocks for Reno and search routes home from the crime scene." "We're missing a knife." "Andy, stick Kimberly on Disclosure." "She's mad for it." "Get Janet back on the job." "Do you want to report what happened that night?" "No." "Because?" "I don't want my brother to know." "I want it to go away." "The trouble is, Daysha, I don't think it is going to go away, because the youngest lad in that line-up is only 12 years old." "And if his family decide to involve the police - if - you could be investigated for the sexual assault of a minor, and possibly, be placed on a sex offenders' list." "He would be the victim?" "Well, hypothetically, if it was me looking at that case, a 16-year-old girl and a 12-year-old boy in that situation," "I would want to know exactly what the circumstances were." "Was she being coerced?" "Was she under duress?" "Those could be mitigating circumstances and they could make a very big difference." "Does that make sense?" "Yeah?" "So..." "We're going to do our very best to untangle this situation, but in order to do that, we need you to come back with us and chat a bit more." "OK?" "The girl said that Leon and Reno argued while all this was going on." "They were arguing about who would go first with me." "The girl also said that Reno had a knife." "He didn't use it." "It was just to make sure I did what they said." "Would you like to talk to somebody about what happened?" "I know what happened." "A nice girl looked for excitement and got out of her depth." "The thing is, everyone in that room apart from me thought it was OK." "Even Chantelle." "You have that." "I'll go and tell Gill we're coming." "I'll just have half of one." "Janet." "What were you playing at yesterday, going to the community centre?" "Nobody was about." "It sounded important." "You should have cleared it with me." "It sounded urgent." "I would have cleared it." "Maybe I didn't ask because I thought you'd let the inquiry suffer in order to make a point." "You didn't fill me in after." "By the time I got back, everyone had gone." "You didn't book off." "I forgot." "I went home." "I rang Gill." "Should have rung me." "Chain of command." "You'd have only rung Gill." "You didn't tell me before the briefing." "I looked like an idiot." "Everything I did was operationally practical." "Eh, Pete!" "Interstitial cheese and pickle." "I don't know why people say you're thick." "You're ignoring me because it suits you." "You did wrong and you feel guilty." "You did not keep me in the loop which you are supposed to do." "Given that I got some important information and I'm not on disclosure any more, it all seems by the by." "It is not fucking by the by!" "Yes it is!" "You have to do as I say!" "No, I don't." "I'll tell you what you have to do." "You have to BACK OFF!" "I'm sick of it!" "Well, you were all over it till you were sick of it." "You treated me like shit!" "Andy." "Janet." "In here." "Now." "They've got to recover from that." "They've got to take orders from you tomorrow." "How on earth have you let things get so out of hand?" "I don't know." "I know it's a mess." "I know that I've disappointed." "But things have gone wrong on an inexplicably huge scale." "And erm..." "I can't fathom it." "Let me have a minute with Andy, please." "Yeah." "Are you OK?" "Yeah." "Sorry." "I got cut off." "Janet." "Rachel, give us the skinny on Daysha Kaye." "Never tried saying that before." "Don't think I like it." "What did Daysha say?" "A few years ago, I was in a relationship." "I was married, in fact." "Married?" "Yeah." "You never said." "No, well, um... it broke down." "Disastrously." "Why?" "I'll tell you one day, when we've more time." "I'd like to." "Anyway, after it broke down, I did too." "You had a breakdown?" "Andy." "All of this..." "You never said." "When you walked through that door three years ago, 12 years after I'd last seen you, I thought, everything happens for a reason." "I'm sorry if I've been intense." "I'm sorry if I scared you." "I never said because I couldn't tell you some of it without telling you all of it, and I didn't want you to think of me as..." "..as damaged goods." "I understand." "Daysha's adamant she hasn't seen Leon or Reno since the party." "She's desperate to keep what happened from her brother Kriss." "But what if he's found out?" "What if someone's posted something online and he's seen it?" "He'd go to battle for her." "We can rule Reno out." "He was in AE the night Leon was killed, keeping a mate company." "They've got him on CCTV." "Andy, can we get a warrant to search Kriss and Daysha Kaye's address?" "Certainly." "Carry on." "Hi, pal." "Hello." "What did he say?" "We sorted it out." "Good." "I'm glad." "I've er...picked up a message from Trina." "That 12-year-old boy was six foot." "Taking part in the line-up was his gang initiation." "He's got footage of it on his mobile phone." "His family won't talk to the police, so we can tell Daysha that they won't press charges for sexual assault." "Do you think she could have done it?" "Anyone is capable of murder." "Just because Godzilla's got that etched on her forehead doesn't mean it's true." "She wants me to interview Chantelle." "Not because I'll do it well or anything, obviously, she says I'm less stroppy when I'm busy." "You haven't been stroppy for hours." "I know." "I told her it wasn't stroppy, it was disillusioned with the system." "What did she say?" "Get a life." "Oh." "Hello." "Sorry." "I thought I'd miss you." "Oh." "Right." "Girls seem well." "Good." "Erm...yeah." "Yeah." "They seem to be." "Good." "OK." "I'll get off, then." "OK." "I'll give you a ring about pick-up time on Saturday." "OK." "Thanks." "Bye." "Bye." "What's happened to you?" "I slipped on the stairs." "Oh, Mum." "Adrian's been looking after me." "He was dropping me back after swimming and Gran was just sat there in the hall on the floor." "He's been absolutely wonderful." "Do you think we should go to AE?" "I've already been." "It's only a sprain." "Dad was brilliant, Mum." "Mum." "Sorry." "Hello." "Miles away." "What?" "I don't want to go to Exeter." "I know it's a long way." "No, it isn't that." "You'll be fine when you get there." "You'll love it." "It's a proper good old university." "It isn't that, it's erm..." "You'll see Orla, God, you've got iPhones, Skype..." "When I was your age, when you went away, you really went away." "We didn't even have mobile phones." "We just had...stamps." "And pay phones." "I want to be a police officer." "Good." "Fine." "Get a degree." "I've applied to be a PCSO." "I applied six weeks ago, and they've...they've accepted me." "You've got a place at a good university, Sammy." "I want to be a police officer." "The future, in the police, is with a degree." "No." "You've always said that wouldn't work, Mum." "You've always said you've got to work your way up through the ranks, otherwise... otherwise people just think you're a twat." "Is this your dad?" "Is this his big dozy idea?" "'What's good enough for me...'?" "No." "What then?" "What?" "Do you wanna end up like him?" "No, Mum." "I wanna be like you." "(BABY BAWLS)" "Look, how long is this gonna be?" "I'm sick of waiting." "I've got two kids here, a crying baby." "She couldn't leave 'em." "She?" "(OLDER GIRL:" "Brrr!" "Brrr!" ")" "(BABY CRIES)" "Hello, Natasha." "Mummy will be back in a minute." "Ooh, Chantelle, have you got any nappies with you?" "I was put in a police car." "I don't have nappies." "OK." "I'm sure we can find some somewhere." "So we've got this film from this young lad's phone, of this line-up in your house, at Natasha's party, and we can see that you're in the room, at the back." "You're welcome to watch it if you want." "Well, if you can see me there, I'll probably see me too." "The starting point of this interview is different from the last time we spoke." "That time you told me you couldn't remember the last time you'd seen Leon." "And you also didn't tell us that Reno was Kelly's dad." "So now... the impression I'm getting is that you were heavily involved with both these men." "You've been in relationships with both of them, had babies with both of them." "So I'm thinking that you may know more about why Leon was killed than you suggested." "What are you thinking?" "The bitch is looking down on me." "No, I'm not." "You all do." "I don't look down on you." "I don't look up to you." "I'm...pretty much looking straight at you." "I think you've been shafted." "I think that you wait in your house, looking gorgeous, hoping that some useless excuse of a man... boy, would turn up and make you feel special or safe or both." "They never do, cos they're busy pretending they're walking the streets of LA, when they never even got as far as Blackpool." "Meanwhile, you are left holding two babies, when you're only a baby yourself..." "is what I'm thinking." "You don't know my life." "Nope." "So on the film, you're not actively involved, you're just on the sidelines." "What was going through your head?" "Nothing." "What did you think about what was happening to Daysha?" "She gave herself the opportunity." "She went into the room." "She didn't get raped." "A line-up is a crime." "Did you know that?" "Mr Kaye." "I'm DC Lumb, Manchester Metropolitan Police Major Incident Team." "I've got a warrant to search your property." "Can I come in?" "You're wasting your time." "If you want to find something criminal, look in a criminal's house." "What did you think about Leon and Reno doing that to Daysha?" "Nothing." "Why were you in there?" "What did the lads think about you being in there while they were doing that?" "I don't think they knew I was." "You're quite hard to miss." "They've got their new toy." "They're not looking at me." "Got their school girl, flat like a boy." "So what did you think of that?" "About not being involved?" "Who wants to be involved in that?" "I know, I..." "I just got the feeling that you minded being passed over." "Dropped." "Dropped, then." "How was that?" "Being dropped?" "That must have felt pretty rubbish...when they dropped you." "Lucky me to be dropped." "I would say so, yes." "Lucky you." "Yeah?" "Yeah." "There wasn't a lot in it for you, by the sound of things, even before you were dropped." "I don't take any shit." "You did." "I never took it." "No-one pushes Chantelle around." "I..." "I had you down as a victim." "I'm strong." "You're not gonna take all that shit." "Why should I?" "Why should I keep taking that?" "Getting stuffed." "Passed around." "Stuffed with babies." "I can't go nowhere." "I can't do nothing." "No." "They should try it." "See how he likes it." "He can take it, he can try it pushed down his throat." "Try what pushed down his throat?" "I'll tell you what we're going to be doing now." "We're going to be searching your house." "And what we're going to be looking for is, we're gonna be looking for a knife." "And for Leon's blood." "Maybe on your shower gel bottle." "Maybe on your keys." "And we're going to be looking in your bins for anything that might have been used to clean up, so it'll still have traces of blood on it." "Do you think we'll find anything?" "No." "So...(CLEARS THROAT) CSIs are having a lovely time in Chantelle's bathroom, in the bin." "What happened with the kiddies?" "Social Services picked them up." "She said there was nowhere else." "Mitch, tell us about the baby wipes." "We found a bundle of 'em in a bin on Chantelle's route home from the alley." "Very bloodied." "There's blood on the hinge of a tub of baby wipes in Chantelle's bathroom." "Same distinctive fragrance." "So pending analysis..." "Pete." "Got it enhanced." "Thought it was a cap underneath this lad's hood, but I reckon it's a ponytail." "That's how she wears her hair." "What was in the bin?" "A positive pregnancy test." "Says two to three weeks on it." "Barely faded, so recent." "I'm guessing it's Leon's baby." "I'm guessing that accounts for why now." "Sounds about right." "Hello." "It's me." "You're probably still in with your Year 10s from hell." "Erm...thanks for looking after Mum last night, which you really played down." "She was very touched." "And so am I." "Bye." "Er..." "See you Saturday." "Bye." "We're OK, aren't we?" "Yes." "Of course." "Of course we are." "Back to normal." "Back to normal." "Chances are, she'll have the baby in prison." "She had the first two in prison, if you ask me." "I don't understand if she was raging because she was thrown out of the kingdom, or because it was shit." "Both." "If this was the Wild West, I'd let her go." "It's a good job you're not the sheriff." "Ah, hello, Mrs Bailey." "Sharon." "Sharon." "Nice of you to join us." "Mm." "Just getting used to her before I meet up with her." "You're gonna do it?" "Yep." "I took the long view, you know, the long mature one, as I do, and I thought, 'Fuck it.'" "Shall we have men?" "Go on." "Last night, a man called Nicholas Savage was so badly assaulted, he's ended up in hospital with a broken back." "I didn't do it." "You were drunk." "One of you won't work here any more." "You didn't lie...if they can prove you've lied, you'll be in a lot more trouble than you're in now." "And you can't remember anything?" "You don't think I did it?" "You know you'd like to think you'd never do anything out of character." "To think what I might be capable of... itfc subtitles"