"It's the perfect cover till we're sorted." "Find her, Marius, or it'll be you that's paying the price." "I'm Dean." "Well, hello, Dean." "Is there a stink in here?" "He needs put him on a bloody lead." "Aye, and you need to catch our Katie's murderer." "We've only landed in the middle of a murder enquiry." "A murder?" "In this place?" "All her prison pals have disappeared with her." "No-one seems to know where." "I'll pick up the trail." "Well, you'd better." "Do you think I done good?" "You really got 50 grand?" "Argh!" "What're you trying to do, cut my head off?" "Shoo!" "I was gonna go back to London, but then I changed my mind cos like I, er..." "Shoo..." "I missed my best mates." "Who's that?" "It's Nathan Donovan." "You came to see me about my ex." "Morning." "Would you like to try some?" "They don't make it easy for you, do they?" "I think the purpose is to thwart criminals." "What, even if you're trying to go legit?" "Do you know what, girls?" "Now we're doing the new menu," "I have just had the most brilliant idea." "Ann Marie and Gil's wedding reception." "Why don't they have it right here and let us do the catering for them?" "Us?" "Management consultant at work." "Well, we'd be delighted." "Wouldn't we, girls?" "Yeah, right." "I'll do the sales pitch." "We want to grab every bit of business going." "Bar snacks, policemen's weddings, it's all for the escape fund." "Oh, yeah, great." "We could do bingo nights an' all." "Pub quizzes." "Karaoke." "Ooh!" "Look, we've got to do whatever it takes, haven't we?" "Let's get serious." "Hannah's right." "This hotel's our only sanctuary, and we're gonna have to make the most of it." "So let's think ourselves lucky we've still got a chance of getting to Barbados, yeah?" "Right, let's get to it." "There's two Gs in there and two more after." "Now, what d'you know?" "Plenty." "Colin Laing, how're you?" "Aye." "Listen, that little proposition I put to you, have you any idea when...?" "Oh, now?" "Excellente." "Don't you think it's a great wheeze?" "Mum, are you mental?" "I'd rather get the chippy to cater for my reception." "Well, you ought to come and try our new menus." "Hannah's got that kitchen up and running like a Rolls Royce." "This was that Ellie's idea, wasn't it?" "Och, I'm going to leave this till you're ready to have a proper conversation." "Sadie." "Look, I'm sorry to hear your new flat fell through." "Oh, sorry to raise your hopes, Euan, but I'm very happy now at the hotel with the girls." "Well, then I'm very happy for all of you." "What are you being so sickly smiley for?" "There's no need for hostilities now that their hotel-owning days are numbered, eh?" "Meaning what?" "Sometimes, the most intractable problems require the simplest solutions." "How?" "What?" "Must you?" "I've been waiting here for five minutes." "That's what we do in the country, sir." "Wait and wait and wait." "How can I help you?" "Obviously, I'd like a room." "Well, we're in the middle of a refurbishment at the moment, but if you take it as you find it?" "And I'll book a table for lunch." "If that's possible?" "Um, I'll get our manageress to look after you." "Ms Cairncross." "Sadie!" "We've got a right pain, a Mr Laing, out there." "I don't know why he's bothered booking in if he obviously doesn't like the place." "Let's just be glad to get his money." "You know what, Hannah, you're right." "Business has crept up since we took over and if we get that wedding function, we'll actually be turning a profit!" "How nice to be good at something legal." "Ha-ha!" "Sorry I'm late." "Someone threw a brick in our window in the night." "I had to board it up first thing." "Is that cos of what your brother, Billy, did?" "What they say he did." "Killed Katie, Ina's niece?" "Look, he didn't and he wouldn't." "No wonder Billy doesn't want to come back." "If it's not the locals having a go, it's the police watching everything me and my mum do." "You don't know what it's like having the law on your back, 24-7." "Erm, is Shoo about?" "Yeah, she's outside." "But you are here to work, Dean, not socialise." "Oh, right, right, right, I get it, yeah." "You think I'm bad news." "Scared something will rub off on Shoo." "No." "Don't be ridiculous." "Ridiculous?" "I'll do my job, don't you worry." "Poor thing, having to look over his shoulder." "The cops are watching, we don't need it." "Especially with Shoo's gob." "Show me your mobile." "The number she called you off!" "I've already called that back." "It was just some Scotch bird's voice saying, "Leave a message. "" "Show me the number." "And this is definitely the number Shoo called you from?" "Yeah." "Now you give me the other two Gs, right?" "It's in the car." "Plus, I got expenses on top." "Fair play." "One good thing about going away is it's helluva nice coming back." "You're not planning on doing it again?" "Well, you'd better keep me happy, hadn't you?" "Well, this is crazy." "Sneaking about." "I want to go out with you, Shoo." "I'm serious." "Like, to the pictures and parties and stuff, but..." "I dunno." "It's like you don't want anyone to know about us." "It's just cos of Ellie." "You know, staff rules." "What's Ellie, your mum?" "I just don't want you to get sacked." "Don't be daft." "She's got no right." "This is crap." "I'm gonna just tell her." "Look, no, not now, babes, please." "Just let me get on the right side of her first, yeah?" "You do want to go out with me, don't you?" "Well, we're having fun, aren't we?" "So let's just, you know, have fun." "What you looking at?" "You've got no chance, mate." "I need to talk to Shoo." "Alone." "Oh, yes, you should be looking guilty." "Why?" "I wasn't doing nothing." "You and Dean!" "He's lovely, Els." "You may well be right, sweetheart." "But now is not the time to be getting involved with a fella." "We have got to keep our guard up." "Oh, don't worry, I won't say nothing to him about nothing." "Look, if you love someone, you don't want to lie to them, do you?" "Which is why you have got to keep away from Dean." "Please don't make me, Ellie." "If I have to sack him, I will." "Anything to stop you falling in too deep." "Remember, you're going to have to leave him soon." "Right, well it's always the same, innit, eh?" "Everything good always gets taken away off of me!" "OK, you can come out now." "I hate playing Mother Superior." "Look, I know it's hard, Ellie, but she's got to be told." "What, like, the one time she picks a decent guy, she gets into trouble for it?" "She could get us all into trouble." "Look what we found." "Eurgh!" "What's that?" "Our own vegetable garden!" "You're joking me." "What, they come out the dirt?" "Hannah's going to turn 'em into soup." "What for?" "£3.20 per portion, clear profit." "So you can put on an apron and start peeling them." "Do you think I'm touching them with these?" "Put some rubber gloves on." "I'm supposed to be putting a bikini on." "Call her that again and you're dead!" "You think you're something cos that English tart fancies you?" "Oi, lay off him!" "Dean!" "I told your big brother and I'm telling you, MacKenzie!" "I said lay off him!" "Argh!" "Now, get!" "You get lassies to fight your battles?" "Next time I'll crack your head in!" "I'll be back to sort you out, MacKenzie!" "I'm fine, I'm fine." "Oh, no, you're bleeding!" "He went mental!" "So much for his Mr Nice Guy act." "Just keep him away from the food." "I'm calling Gil." "Hang on, Sadie." "What did I tell you?" "He had him on the floor sticking the boot in." "I'm supposed to stand by and watch?" "Don't lay it on her, it's my fight." "Oh, Jesus!" "Now we've got the cops involved." "I'll do it, babes." "I thought you said you wanted to have fun?" "Who says I'm not enjoying myself?" "Shoo, get to work on that room." "No loud radios, we've got a guest booked in." "But I wanna stay with Dean!" "Go!" "I'll look after Dean." "I don't believe this place." "So, what are you going to do about it, Dean?" "Let him off?" "Dean, you've got Josie as a witness." "Just forget it, yeah." "I kinda wound him up." "Honestly, young guys, you should lock 'em all up." "It would certainly make my job easier." "As would folk like you not taking the law into your own hands." "I know Josie went over the top and technically it was assault." "Technically?" "I'm wondering how many law-breakers you've got on staff?" "Is that Billy?" "Billy?" "Oh, for.." "Billy, hello?" "Gil, it was, it was him on the end of that phone." "Billy McKenzie!" "Don't go and die on me now!" "Get off!" "You're damn well going to help me this time, Dean." "I have not done anything wrong." "Leave me alone." "Dissatisfied customer?" "We don't have any such thing, sir." "I'll have a cappuccino before lunch, please." "Sorry, we've only got filter coffee." "That'll have to do then." "Gil, what's going on?" "His runaway brother just called him." "Dean ain't covering up for no-one." "I hope he isn't, Shoo." "But his folks have got form, all right." "What, and like we haven't?" "We are not covering for a child killer." "Look, I like him too, but the point is, we cannot get ourselves involved." "So just put all your energies into getting this room done." "Will you?" "Your coffee, sir." "He got a phone call." "Doesn't prove he knows where his brother is." "He did seem really genuinely surprised, though." "Well, much as I'd like to think the best of him..." "I thought he had a guilty look." "You said his dad's in jail?" "What's he done?" "The last time?" "Drunk in charge of a stolen vehicle." "Uh huh." "What about his poor mum?" "Well, in her situation, she has to make ends meet as best she can." "And there are plenty of Polish workers away from home and that's all I'm saying." "And everybody else in this village is a saint, are they?" "Hey, hey." "We've had enough excitement for one day, so let's just keep a lid on things, OK?" "Especially that one upstairs." "Let's face it, you haven't been the best judge of blokes." "Yeah, but not Dean." "I can't believe that he's been lying to me." "Yeah, well, like Ellie says, we're just not to get involved." "But I am involved with it." "Just get on with this." "So the call was from his brother, Billy?" "Cameron's got the evidence bang in front of him now." "He'd better not try and wriggle out of this one." "It's a massive breakthrough, Euan, isn't it?" "At last!" "And we should have a celebratory drink, eh?" "You go ahead up to the hotel, we'll lock up here, OK?" "OK." "Look at you, Ronan, you look like you've seen a ghost." "Well, thank God it's with the shock of some good news this time, eh?" "I'll see you later." "Bye." "Would you get it together?" "But he phoned!" "He's dead and buried!" "You killed him, didn't you?" "So, his phone must've got dropped and somebody else picked it up, right?" "But it still looks like Billy's on the run and his brother's covering for him OK," "So long as you don't lose your head, OK?" "But what if... what if they find out what's on it?" "Like messages?" "There'll be nothing on it to link back to you, will there?" "What is it?" "I hated our Katie going out with that scum." "So I warned Billy off, that's all." "You left threatening messages on Billy McKenzie's mobile, right?" "Eh?" "It's time you called your brother back." "No way." "I only want to ask him a few questions." "Just tell him to report to a police station." "My brother is not a murderer." "Why doesn't he tell us that?" "Like you're gonna believe him." "He was Katie's boyfriend, he's got a record and he disappears the night she's killed?" "It doesn't look good." "Doesn't mean he did it." "But somebody did." "Somebody strangled her and left her to the fish." "Not Billy." "I want to know why he ran off." "As much for his sake as anybody else's." "Aye, right!" "Tell me where he is!" "I don't know!" "Do you want me to charge you with failure to disclose information?" "This is the first time I've heard from him..." "Just one phone call and then you can go home and tell your mum the happy news." "If you want Billy, call him yourself." "I'm not trapping him." "And to follow, I'll have the home made pear tart." "It's delicious." "Who's the chef?" "I am." "Where did you train?" "Catering college." "Which one?" "Oxford." "Indeed?" "Yes, indeed." "I don't know about you, but I could take a carving knife to him." "Nice deep breaths." "Calm." "Patient." "Can I have the wine list?" "No you can't." "You can have red or white." "You know, it's like stepping into a time warp in here." "Look at the state of the place." "It's called olde worlde charm." "But I don't expect you know much about that." "Not the charm, anyway." "Are you always this rude to your customers?" "Only if needs must." "Make it red." "He's not saying a thing." "Get on to telecoms and tell 'em I want a new trace on Billy McKenzie's mobile, re: the Katie Watson murder enquiry." "Take them weeks to go through the flaming regs again." "Just tell them soon as." "If you don't call your brother, I will." "Like he's going to talk to you." "What the hell?" "Is that a mobile?" "Oh, look, so it is." "A real live mobile." "Come on, who'd you nick it off?" "I never nicked it off anyone." "Gimme it." "I found it." "Well, someone's missing it, aren't they?" "This is Detective Chief Inspector Gil Cameron." "Your brother Dean is in a real mess here and if you don't turn yourself in, he's going to be spending a long time in custody." "Don't listen to him!" "I think you should, Billy." "You found it where?" "Outside." "Honestly, Josie." "It was all scuzzy, like it'd been there for ages." "Yeah?" "And you found its charger there an' all, did you?" "Well, no, I had to nick that." "Just borrowed it off Sadie." "Got a message." "It could help us find out whose it is." "'You have one new message and ten saved messages." "'First new message. '" "'This is Detective Chief Inspector Gil Cameron. '" "Put this back before Sadie misses it." "This is going to Ellie." "No." "It's on it's way." "Look, here it is." "You shouldn't have to wait for a cold starter." "I wouldn't serve him anything." "Every time he opens his mouth a complaint comes out." "The customer's always right, Sadie." "Enjoy." "I'll have another glass of whatever this is." "Large." "Like your bahookie!" "I reckon Billy's phone wasn't found too far from here." "It shouldn't be too difficult to work it out." "Eh?" "Get us a drink, eh?" "Ellie, we got a problem..." "In the kitchen." "Now!" "Stop!" "Stop!" "I'm going to kill you!" "I hate you!" "No!" "You should ask the owner of this place to send you on a hotel management course." "Only, you're probably past retraining." "You want that wine tipping over you?" "That wouldn't be very wise, since I've been sent by the local authority to check out this establishment." "Department of Health And Safety." "Oh, and I won't bother with any more food." "Look, I wasn't going to phone anyone on it." "Shh!" "'Mum's worried sick." "We know you didn't do it, Billy." "'Just give us a call and tell us where you are. '" "That's Dean's voice!" "Yeah, and he was leaving a message for Billy." "That phone belongs to Dean's brother?" "The guy on the run for killing Ina's niece." "Huh?" "And it was you that phoned Dean on it today, didn't you?" "Well, yeah, but I wasn't..." "'Cept everyone assumed it was Billy himself." "You know what this means, don't you?" "Dean's telling the truth!" "He doesn't know where his brother is." "That is it." "I am taking that right down the cop shop and shoving it up Gil Cameron's nose." "No you're not." "We're in the middle of a murder enquiry." "Yeah, but what about Dean?" "That phone could get him off." "Not to mention there has been a young girl killed, Ellie." "That phone could..." "You think I don't know?" "Listen, you hand in this piece of evidence, they'll want your name, age, address." "They'll want a statement off you, they'll do checks, forensics." "You want to risk what they could find out about you, Shoo?" "But Dean is innocent, Ells." "Shoo, forget it." "Ellie, we might have a wee problem." "Yeah?" "We've got several wee problems, so not now, Sadie." "That man out there." "The paying guest." "He's Mr Laing from the council's Health And Safety." "You have got to be kidding me." "What are we going to do?" "Try the noble art of schmoozing." "The what?" "It's what management consultants do, Sadie." "This was never here, got it?" "Look, the way I see it, they can't stick anything on Dean, cos we know they've got nothing to get." "That's true." "Unless the cops stitch him up." "Come on." "Gil wouldn't do that." "What?" "Copper or not, he's a good guy, right?" "Call it intuition." "Well, Dean's a good guy and all, or don't my intuition count?" "Shoo, no-one's saying he's a bad guy." "Look, all Dean'll have to do is spend a couple of hours in a cell." "Then they're bound to let him go." "Now get yourself cleaned up and come and help us in the bar." "And..." ".. inferno!" "This closer's broken." "Is this a standard twin I'm in?" "Yes." "And as you can see, they all have their different themes." "This one is the Rabbie Burns room." "What I saw immediately, is those curtains don't have flame retardant linings." "And how old are these death traps?" "One man's death trap can be another's comfy bed." "And where's the smoke alarm?" "Thing is, we haven't quite got everything up and sorted after the last wee f..." "Fire." "There's always the window!" "Now, I want to see your log book." "Could be the break we've been waiting for, Boss, it could lead us straight to her." "Yeah, I'm just waiting on my geek to run a trace." "On the number Ellie's gal pal called the boyfriend on." "Yeah, I told him by tonight, or else." "Roy, what?" "Where's what's his name?" "Inspecting the toilets." "He's not taking any prisoners, Ellie." "I'd swear he'd got it in for us." "I don't think you needed any extra help from me." "It's been a long, long time since I've seen an establishment like this." "We've got an investment strategy in place and now it's under new management and the hotel's getting a whole new look." "Forget the patter." "I'm closing you down." "As of now." "You can't." "Want to check my statutory powers?" "It's my home." "It's all our homes." "We live and work here together." "Very cosy." "But it's time to shut up shop and move out." "It's all right, Sadie, the man's just doing his job." "We're all professionals and you have to roll with the punches sometimes." "Or find a way around them, hmm?" "I beg your pardon?" "Would you mind if we iron out the finer details in my office?" "Get the gentleman a whisky will you, Sadie?" "If you're thinking you can buy me off with alcohol..." "Oh, Mr Laing, what do you take me for?" "Ha-ha!" "I'm sure I can do better than that." "Where've you been?" "I got the drinks in like you said, but you just disappeared." "I was starting to think Billy got to you." "There is no Billy, you halfwit." "It's just like I thought." "These flaming' lassies found his phone." "Go away and join your mother, eh?" "So how long did you give them?" "As long as they want." "Eh?" "45 grand beats the breeks off 10% of some hypothetical profit you're going to make on the land." "45 grand?" "Cash." "And if you don't mind, I'd like to leave it there." "Oh, no, no, we had a deal!" "What?" "Are you going to take it to my head of department?" "Remember, the mud won't just stick to me." "It's a buyer's market, Euan." "No hard feelings, eh?" "Get away!" "I'm just going to check out." "Try some of these." "It's a new recipe, what do you think?" "Go on, tuck in!" "Ronan'll help you." "I just wanted a quick word with Ann Marie, if I may?" "It's about your mortgage stuff." "It looks delicious." "Enjoy!" "What now, Euan?" "You know, maybe you should be worried about Ellie Williams." "Don't think I'm not." "I think there's something shady about her." "In fact, all four of them." "What do you mean?" "Well, I can't say for sure." "It's just... just a suspicion that's been bugging me from the start." "You know, the four of them turning up here out of the blue, paying cash for this place, which is barely legal for a private purchase." "And that Ellie Williams was in more of a rush than your mother." "I can't help but wonder why." "You think there's something criminal?" "Well, I think it might be worth you checking a few things out." "Me?" "Yeah, if you happened to gain access to police files?" "What?" "Forget it, Euan." "If it gives me more leverage to get them out of here." "Listen to me, eh?" "I'm not breaking into Gil's files." "No way." "You sound like someone that's got a choice, Ann Marie." "Hmm?" "HE SMIRKS" "Mum, about my reception." "I know how much you want to see this place made a go of." "Well, that's the plan." "And I can see the catering's come up a good notch here." "There we are, then!" "No, it's just..." "Well, obviously you know Ellie a lot better than me, but..." "Well, she wouldn't even give me a straight answer about which pub her parents used to run." "Well, I can tell you that." "The Royal Oak, Basingstoke." "Jill and Jack Williams." "Oh?" "What, that's Ellie's maiden name, then?" "Aye, wait a minute no that's..." "Ellie?" "Your mum and dad's pub," "I've just said Basingstoke, but that's wrong, isn't it?" "Basildon!" "Essex." "What's my mum and dad got to do with the price of fish?" "Oh, I'm just being nosy about your family, Ellie." "Haven't got any dark secrets, have you?" "Sadly, both my parents are dead and buried in Basildon." "And I need your mother to help me pull some pints." "If you don't mind?" "Here's hoping this marks the turning of a tide that brings both those McKenzie brothers their dues." "Cheers, everyone." "Cheers!" "Give me Dean's mobile." "Billy McKenzie's." "You didn't see anybody hanging around?" "Street was empty and I've asked around." "Whoever it was didn't want to be seen." "Somebody trying to help Dean?" "Right, get it bagged and sealed and put in the production store." "And tell forensics to send a motorcycle courier for it today." "I want to know what's on it, sim card details, fingerprints, as soon as possible." "Quickest way's to listen to what's on it ourselves." "Oh, aye, and jeopardise the whole enquiry, tampering with evidence." "Have you never heard of OJ?" "Roy?" "It's me." "Yeah." "I, er..." "I got a steer on that phone call." "Yeah, yeah, I'm on it, boss." "Er, somewhere in... .. Kent." "OK, you can go." "That doesn't mean you're in the clear, just that I've got nothing to hold you for just now." "Gil." "Go on, back to your work." "Nothing doing, then?" "No, I don't need him, cos now I've got his brother's phone." "Someone left it outside." "It's the best lead I've had in ages." "Oh, Gil, please don't tell me you're going to get bogged down in this again?" "Bogged down?" "Surely you're gonna have to hand over the case?" "You're not gonna have time to open it before Edinburgh." "Sorry, love." "Edinburgh's going to have to wait." "Oh, what?" "Someone else called me off Billy's phone then handed it to the police." "You can all go and hang." "It's gonna prove Billy did nothing wrong." "Nor me!" "That's brilliant, babes." "I knew you was innocent." "What the hell have you done?" "Nobody knows it come from me." "I wrote an anonymous note, said it was found by the river then left it in the cop shop." "You stupid, brainless..." "That phone has got our dabs all over it." "You've just handed us over to the cops." "Crap." "I wiped it clean, Els." "You can't wipe away DNA, you idiot." "Oh, you get out my sight before I bloody kill you." "Why didn't you think of something cleverer?" "Dean nearly got kicked to death, then gets nicked and we just turn our back." "I don't give a toss about Dean!" "There's four of us here and we got bigger problems." "You better make a choice, Shoo, right now." "Either you're with us or you're with him." "Must've left it in my office." "Yes, I'm still here, Gil, waiting for you to tell me what you mean." "You're not meant to be getting worked up." "Honestly, it's you that gets me worked up." "Listen, any luck, it will all come together soon." "If you don't water that, it's going to die." "We want to know why Dean McKenzie's been let free." "I've got nothing to hold him for." "You could have had Billy McKenzie himself if you'd got off your backside earlier." "You could at least have charged his brother with helping him escape." "I won't be charging anyone till I've got evidence." "Come on!" "And when the lab gets the phone tonight, maybe they'll find me some." "Drink on the house for Gil, Sadie." "Thank you." "Sit down and we'll get you something to eat." "What are we going to do?" "What do you think?" "Out." "I just wish I knew who'd found it." "It's kids, probably." "Couldn't they just hand it in?" "Well, suppose they nicked it and then just didn't want to get done." "What does it matter?" "How long they had it, where they found it, it could all be dead important." "At least it got you off." "But it's Billy I'm worried about." "I've left messages for him." "Why wouldn't he have got in touch before?" "Maybe he didn't want to get you in trouble and all." "So how come he calls me now and then rings off and suddenly his phone's handed in to the police?" "I mean, where is he, Shoo?" "Was that him phoning me or not?" "What is going on?" "I don't get any of it." "I'm sorry, babes." "It's not your fault, is it?" "In fact, you're the only good bit in my whole bloody mess of a life, just now." "Just... don't you go away again." "I'll see you later." "Yeah." "Ellie, you'd better know, me and Shoo's having a relationship." "So you can sack me if you like, but you won't stop me seeing her." "I'm just sick of having to lie." "That's great." "Good on you, Dean." "Run off home, Shoo's got a staff meeting." "Him or us, I said." "Well, it's you lot, of course it is." "But why can't I have him whilst we're here?" "Him or us." "It's gonna look suspicious if I chuck him." "Oh well, I'll sack him, then." "What, after all he's had to put up with?" "You've sunk low, Ellie." "If this was prison, we'd of all got together to help him, and I wouldn't have got it wrong on my own." "Him or us." "Well, I'm not running after him, am I?" "OK, that phone's getting biked over to the lab anytime soon, so we have got to stop it getting there." "Considering how we've drawn attention to ourselves today, we'd better do it incognito." "Incog what?" "Undercover." "Listen..." "Dad, I'm not..." "Just listen to me." "Now, this is what's going to happen." "First thing, grab your baseball bat." "Testing, testing, over." "Received, over." "I can see him." "The eagle has left the nest, over." "Ronan, the bike's on it's way." "Ready?" "Go." "It's OK." "He's all right." "Hannah!" "What happened?" "Poor bloke's had an accident." "An accident, you said?" "We found him up on the hill road on the way to the cash 'n' carry." "Up on the hill road?" "How did you come by there from the cash 'n' carry." "We got lost, all right?" "Forget about us and get the poor guy a brandy." "Look, I just..." "I need to make a phone call." "Oh, here." "Help yourself." "Thanks." "Yeah, um..." "DCI Cameron, please." "Poor soul." "That'll be £5.20, pet." "It's on the house, love." "Don't worry." "Thanks." "Hey, what the hell happened?" "Em, there were logs across the road." "I didn't see them until it was too late." "I'm sorry, sir." "Someone must have saw me out for the count and nicked the phone." "And my wallet, everything." "What kind of selfish...?" "Unbelievable!" "He was shaky when we found him." "I cannot believe it!" "It's not your fault." "Fault?" "I have a murderer to find." "Oh, Dean's gonna be gutted." "He's lost his brother again." "Never mind Dean." "That phone was my only lead." "I might as well hand in my badge." "I don't think I can face Ina Harries with the news." "Right, come on, show me where it happened." "I'll show you." "Thanks, I appreciate that." "Don't you think the courier would be better?" "He can't remember a thing." "Besides, he's hurt himself." "I'll meet you out front." "Just give me a second to get my jacket." "What are you doing, Ellie?" "Something you'd be proud of." "All of you." "You were right." "We should try and help someone other than ourselves for a change." "But Ellie, you know, you had a good point." "You don't want to land us in trouble again." "I won't." "But whoever did this murder's a monster." "Just cos we got problems, shouldn't mean they get away with it." "Ms Williams found him, she's going to show the Chief where it happened." "Let's go." "Hey, am I hearing this right?" "Not now, Harries, I'm busy." "Have you lot messed up again?" "Large whisky please, Sadie." "I don't blame you, Euan." "It's like somebody doesn't want Katie's murderer to be caught." "I just don't know what to say." "I'm gonna have to break it to Ina." "Uh-huh." "OK, well I'll speak to you later." "Bye." "Dad home?" "Aye, and we've both eaten." "Yours is in the oven, drying out." "He's let Nash in the house?" "Think he's got bigger things on his mind." "Dad." "It's an absolute disaster, Ronan." "Look." "Can you shut the door, eh?" "Your mother doesn't need to hear any more of this." "Good work, son." "You've finally done something right, eh?" "The courier, the accident." "It's the talk of the steamie and it's egg on Gil Cameron's mug again, eh?" "Now, what did you do with the phone?" "Um..." "You chucked it in the spring like I said, right?" "Yeah." "Right, good lad, good lad." "Ann Marie wants a word." "Ina told you the bad news?" "Well, I might have some good news for you if you want to meet me tomorrow." "Oil, gallons of it." "There must have been some kind of spillage." "It's lucky he wasn't killed." "That phone'll be in some manky towel in Paddy's market by the weekend." "Whoever's flogging it will have no idea what it could have told us." "Hang on." "What?" "Something just caught the light." "Where?" "It's a sim card!" "You beauty!" "Better not get too excited." "It might not belong to Billy's phone." "Well, we'll soon find out." "Do me a favour, don't say anything to anyone about this until I've had a chance to check it out?" "Sure, sure, you can trust me." "Been too much talk and too many freak accidents for my liking." "Yeah." "Thanks." "I appreciate it." "No, I was just doing what anyone would." "Job done." "Thanks, Ells." "Dean'll be made up." "And the copper." "Yeah, he was chuffed." "There's something about this place." "I'm turning into a model citizen." "I wouldn't polish our halos quite yet." "We are still criminals on the run." "Just when things look bleak, there's Hannah with an encouraging word." "Can't we just feel a bit good about ourselves for once?" "Come on, then." "Let's crack open a bottle." "I just want to say I'm sorry for causing so much trouble in the first place." "From now on, you don't breathe without checking with me first, right?" "Fair dos." "If you're determined to date a member of staff, keep your mouth shut." "Thanks, Ellie." "I won't let you down." "You'd better not." "What do you think this is?" "I just came down to make sure you'd damped down the fire and I found this in the grate." "Looks to me like a mobile phone." "No it isn't." "It's my butterfly!" "What I clip my hair up with." "I've never seen you use a hair clip." "That's cos I lost it, innit?" "What's it doing in the fire?" "Stinking out the place with burnt plastic." "Where's the air-freshener." "Well, the next time this place goes up in flames, don't blame me." "Nice one." "Hey, see, least I'm good at being bad." "Well, perhaps you can solve our passport problems then." "What problem?" "Well, while you were out," "I had another look at the website and, to summarise, in the event of a lost or stolen passport or first time application, you need to report to the police any lost passports, along with original birth certificates," "information on parents, previous addresses, photographs, counter signatures, driving licence, bank accounts..." "So what do we do now?" "If we're stuffed trying to go legit, we'll have to go back on the con." "Like get some more forged ones?" "No, we'll have to scam 'em the other way, won't we?" "Get dead people's passports." "Sorry I'm late." "I know where you've been, Ina called me." "You took your time." "This Ellie Williams must be good company." "No, no, she found the sim card." "Are you sure that's a good idea?" "Doctor says I can have one or two glasses." "And is that one, or two?" "What is it about this woman, Gil?" "What is she now, some kind of crime scene investigator, or what?" "She helped me out." "I am grateful to her." "There's nothing else." "Come on." "We're getting married in just over a week." "We're having a baby." "You know what I think?" "I think it's your so-called Ellie Williams you should be investigating." "Ellie Williams is a total fraud." "Isn't she?" "There's no catch, I can assure you." "Are you OK?" "'.." "London drug dealer, Nathan Donovan, was found dead last night. '" "It wasn't drugs that killed him." "It was me." "Something wrong?" "You tell me, Ellie." "If that's your real name." "We've got to get out of here." "Today." "Where are we supposed to go?" "Barbados, as planned." "You called this number on the 21st." "Midday." "We have proof." "Honest, I don't know any drug dealers." "She'll be fine." "What's wrong with her?" "Mild epilepsy." "What?" "I'll give you ten seconds and I'm calling the police." "Oh, my God." "Hannah, don't!" "Subtitles by Red Bee Media Ltd"