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I'm Jasper Chiswell. The minister?
I am being blackmailed by two men - Geraint Winn and Jimmy Knight.
I need something I can use against them,
so that everybody has something to lose.
You'd be posing as the minister's goddaughter, doing an internship.
Under that cover, you'd bug the office of one of the blackmailers.
Community Organised REsistance.
It means taking back what is ours!
Are they going to find me?
Just do what I tell you, and then I'll look after you.
I was going to offer you a job. Doing detective stuff?
When Billy says, "helped them"...
..could he mean the Chiswell family?
Do we know who we are working for?
The girl I saw killed, she's in the dell behind my dad's cottage.
I can see bones.
# You and me
# Me and you
# Somehow we made it through
# I may be gone
# I may be far away
# But I walk beside you
# Every step of the way
# When you're used
# Bruised
# Black and blued
# Don't think about it
# Never doubt it
# I'll walk beside you. #
This programme contains some strong language
HEAVY BREATHING
DOGS BARKING
We need to go, leave it.
Hurry up, come on.
Oh! Come on.
DOGS BARK
DOGS BARK IN BACKGROUND
SHE PANTS
Thanks.
We won't make it to the car!
The barn! Head for the barn!
How's your hand?
It's fine. How many are there?
I don't know. I think there's two.
Can you hold this? Yeah.
I'm going to make a run for it, get the car right up at the door.
You can't run. It doesn't matter.
You're limping. Let's just be practical.
This is what we're doing! You need to keep them focused here.
Make a racket. Bad dogs!!
No biscuit. Rarr. Rarr. Like that.
And whatever happens... Robin!
What are you doing?
Stop it!
Robin, run!
ENGINE STARTS
HOOTS HORN
DOGS BARK
I think I've found human remains.
I'm not giving you my name.
I'll give you the location.
Company'll pay for the damage.
No need. There's nothing to fix.
Built like a tank!
You shouldn't have done that.
You shouldn't have told me not to.
You know I'm faster than you.
You're not going to fire me again, are you?
Learned my lesson there.
So, what now?
In an hour, the police will have a body,
and if they talk to Billy, they'll have a witness as well.
And so Billy...?
We do need to find him.
PHONE VIBRATES
Hello? Hi, Robin.
It's Izzy.
Erm, best not come in to the office today.
The police are here. Why, wh-what's happened?
I can't discuss it. See you tomorrow...
..unless I call.
Is there anything I can help with?
PHONE GOES DEAD
Was that the politician? Yeah.
Well, erm, his office.
What happens if you get caught messing about there?
Like, if the Security Services found you out?
Have you even thought about that?
I've spoken to DI Wardle. Hmm?
He can't find out anything about what's happening with the bones.
It's a government minister's estate, so they're all treading on eggshells.
He did give me this.
Billy was six when he saw the girl strangled,
he looks in his mid-20s now.
So, it's roughly 20 years ago.
Wardle did a check on all the missing girls around then.
Suki Lane fits.
She went missing from care,
living less than ten miles from the Chiswell estate.
She was 12, but built small,
long dark hair.
If Billy can ID her, we've really got something.
Tea? Yes, please.
Sam Barclay called as well.
Jimmy drove to South London this morning to a house on Alma Grove.
He was dropping off food.
Made Barclay sit in the car, so Billy could be inside.
I'm going to take a look.
You all right?
Yeah, I just erm...
If Chiswell is arrested for murder,
then they'll search his houses in London and Oxfordshire, won't they?
And they'll search his offices.
I hid the spare bugs inside a box,
but they'll find them pretty quickly.
And if they do a sweep of... Of the Winns' office.
Yeah, I see what you're thinking. My fingerprints are all over it.
I'll have to try and get them out.
Sorry, I know that was my... No, I asked you to...
No, it's fine.
No, I'll take care of it. Honestly.
Fine. Do it this morning.
They asked me not to come in today. Ignore 'em.
Say you've got to do something time-sensitive.
Hmm, they're not the type of people that are used to being ignored.
It'll be good for 'em, then.
KNOCKS AT DOOR
KNOCKS AT DOOR
Oh, come on!
MESSAGE TONE
DOOR OPENS
What are you doing in here?
I was borrowing a stapler.
Show me.
What?
I don't believe you.
Show me it.
Well, I couldn't find one.
Oh, huh...
You were looking at my phone. No, I wasn't. Don't lie.
You were looking at it.
Now, what are you doing going through my pho...? Look, I'm already late, I...
Excuse me? Not till you answer my question.
How many people do you know here?
Because I know six people who could have you
fired by the end of the day.
So don't even flirt with pulling this crap on me.
What, so you can just come in...
Can I borrow your stapler or not?
Because if not, get out of my way before I have you thrown out?
People like you... Yes.
We run things, I know.
How could it be so bloody complicated? You are a hotel.
Of course you have my bill on file...
So is this laziness or are you incompetent?
Come on, which is it?
Get the manager to call me, urgently!
Morning, Minister. Hi, Izzy.
Did you not...? Oh, I won't be long.
Essential maintenance on the you-know-what.
Let's just get on with it.
OK.
Erm, constituent wants to discuss his idea for a new tax on... No.
PHONE RINGS Leave it. Next.
Two village fete requests. No!
Margaret Connaught asked if she... Absolutely not.
PHONE BEEPS Kind decline with best wishes, then.
They say they piss themselves when they die.
Is that true, Chiswell?
PHONE BEEPS
Delete that.
Minister, is this something we could help with?
DOOR OPENS, CLOSES
What was that about?
It's just miserable for him.
I honestly think he's done nothing wrong.
I think I over-ordered, again.
No such thing.
Have you got more than two forks?
Spoon for me. Beer?
Hm, yes, please.
You know we had over 50 answerphone messages.
Yeah, I know we need someone.
Thanks.
How'd you get on with the bugs?
I got them.
So, are we carrying on with Chiswell as a client?
I'd like to keep him close, until we know that Billy's safe.
What, no luck at Alma Grove, then?
He'd been there.
He's not there any more.
And there's traces of blood all through the house.
There's blood on the banister too.
He maybe tried to hold on while he was being dragged off.
Or, er, he might've cut himself.
He'd carved one of those horses as well.
I did a check with the, er, Land Registry.
It's owned by a Mrs Collier. Does that ring any bells?
No.
We haven't got the money to keep it under surveillance.
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