Happy Valley

I'm Catherine, by the way. I'm 47, I'm divorced, I live with my sister

who's a recovering heroin addict. I have two grown-up children.

One dead, one who doesn't speak to me, and a grandson.

How would you like to make half a million pounds?

You're talking about kidnapping her?

Some bastard's got our Annie.

And he wants a million quid.

Are you here to report a crime?

Nevison could afford to lose half a million pounds easily.

Any more and he might go to the police.

Oh, Becky, me daughter.

Died just after Ryan was born.

She was raped.

I'm terrified if Ryan's like him in any way shape or form.

Which he's bound to be, isn't he?

Tommy Lee Royce is out of prison. Why didn't you tell me?

I didn't want to upset you.

You look after yourself, love.

I will be in touch. OK, thanks a lot, bye-bye.

Bravo November 45. Operation Greensleeves.

Sighted, the ice-cream van outside Wilberforce House in Sowerby Bridge.

I'm going after it, I'm on foot.

Registration Hotel Kilo 11 Romeo November X-ray.

I'm going after it, I'm nearly with it, I'm going to stop it.

5-0. Come on.

Dad, 5-0.

'45, do not chase the vehicle on foot.'

Yeah, whatever.

Oi!

Pull over!

Oi! Oi!

Failed to stop.

Off-side window smashed. Two occupants.

Both white, male, one with a sleeve tattoo, dark hair, beard,

pale blue T-shirt, khaki body-warmer,

the other ginger hair, beard, pasty-faced, pink hoodie.

Driving off towards Wharf Street.

You're getting too bloody old for this, Catherine, love.

There's a tower block overhead

All you've got's your benefits

And you're barely scraping by

In this trouble town

Troubles are found

Stuck in speed-bump city

Where the only thing that's pretty

Is the thought of getting out.

We're going to have to take it out of the business.

We're going to have to borrow a bit from here, there and everywhere,

that's how we can do it. You're not to tell anyone,

they get a whiff anyone else knows, they say they're going to start doing stuff...

to her. I won't. I won't.

And they must be watching me, they know things.

These people are often very... very highly organised.

For months! Following me. Following Ann!

Jesus! We can...

I can look into how much you can take out of the business

if that's... I've got maybe 200 grand

I can lay my hands on immediately, but even then,

are they going to let me withdraw that amount in cash,

without asking bloody questions?

Well, it's your money.

Yeah, but they're going to think I'm laundering money,

then they're going to tell the police!

Really? Well, I would!

Why would anyone be withdrawing that amount in cash

if it wasn't dodgy? I...

We'll get it, we'll get it, I'll raise it.

I'll ring what's-his-name. At the bank.

I'll say, I'll just say, "I want to withdraw 200 grand in cash,"

see what he says. Sure.

"How soon can you have it?" Sure.

Yeah, see if it can be done without anybody sticking their bloody...

noses in. Sure.

Pay the money, get her back, safe and sound, and then find out

who the little...

..are and choke 'em with it!

Absolutely.

Absolutely.

Get me Adam Stapleton on the phone and tell him it's important, please.

Outside the Chinese up Rawson Lane?

Yeah.

How d'you know it was him?

Er...because I'm not blind?

'No, come on...

'He's been in prison for God knows how long.'

It was him.

'Fine, OK. Fine, fine.

'Even if it was...' Yes?

"Even if it was..."?

What time's your dinner break?

You pushed it as far as you could after Becky died.

You did everything you could, Catherine.

Everybody knows what he is, the fact that the CPS couldn't run with it

is bad, it's awful, everyone knows that, but...

What?

I worry about you. Getting yourself all upset

and obsessed with it all over again.

That subhuman piece of rotting excrement

should be on the Sex Offenders' Register. And he isn't.

I think that's something worth getting obsessed and upset about. Don't you?

You're never going to be able to approach this objectively.

you're going to make yourself ill again.

He's on my patch. You think I'm going to ignore it?

Sooner or later, unless somebody marks his card for him, big style,

he's going to hurt someone else.

Is that what you're going to do? Mark his card for him?

It's my job. How? How're you going to do it?

The less you know, Clare.

You see, that - saying something like that - just makes me

even more worried that you're not...

What? Not going to deal with it rationally.

Rationally? I've no intentions of dealing with it rationally.

I'm amazed you'd think anybody'd expect me to.

You're winding me up. My intention

is to deal with it effectively.

All right, well, you've heard what I'm saying. I worry about you, OK?

You worry about me...

staying on the wagon.

I worry about you.

You're the only sister I've got.

Catherine!

Joyce!

Mrs Godley, Turnpike Street, Elland, just rung the desk line to say,

"Them lads in that ice-cream van, they are at it again."

Right now? Right now.

Job on, boys and girls! I need everybody.

The ice-cream man cometh! Let's go, go, go and get him.

And you make sure you're tooled up properly this time, lady.

45 to 9242.

'9242, go ahead.'

What's your location, Shaf? it's all hands on deck.

'We're just on by wharf.'

Bravo November 45 to Control. Go ahead, 45.

Have we a mobile unit, double crewed?

I need 'em for a back-up job on Turnpike Street in Elland. Silent approach,

rendezvous on Cemetery Road.

There you go, enjoy.

Can I have two of them what he had? Here y'are.

5-0. What?

Oi!

Get off!

Stay where you are!

Right. Hold him down.

Calm down! Stop moving.

Stop wriggling, you're not going anywhere.

What's in your pockets? Nothing. Eh? Nothing!

What's your name? Nothing!

Right. Well, I'm arresting you, OK?

On suspicion of supplying drugs, d'you understand?

You don't have to say anything, but it may harm your defence if you...

Stop wriggling!

..if you do not mention when questioned something you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

HE GROANS

Those are well expensive ice creams you're flogging, Alfie.

'Selling your own home and saving thousands of pounds in the bargain.

'Single mum, Millie Spencer, wants to move to a smaller house...'

How's things?

Good.

She been all right?

In what sense?

Well, keeping quiet, behaving 'erself.

Yeah.

Right, well, you can clear off for a few hours.

I'll see to things here. OK.

Have you fed her?

Er...no.

What happens if she needs a wee?

There's a bucket. Have you not tied her to chair?

Oh, yeah.

So...?

Tell you what. I'll go down and check, shall I?

Leave her. Eh?

Leave her.

Leave her!

She's fine.

Like I said, you can go.

I'm OK here.

Ashley's got stuff he needs doing.

He doesn't need two of us here, we do shifts.

You think you're the bastard who gets to watch telly all day?

Is he...? Not in?

No, he's popped home. Why...

Probably catch him on his mobile. If it's important.

Yeah, sure.

Sure.

I didn't want to tell you until it was over and done with.

But...I can't think straight, I don't know what to do.

We've got to ring the police. They're watching us. They'd know.

And then God knows what they'd... How?

They...might even have the phones bugged. We just...

We just don't know, do we? But they are organised, Helen.

Didn't we used to know someone in the CID? Neil Mitchell.

They're not going to get away with this, Helen.

Please give him a ring. We're going to go to the police

after...after we've got her back.

They're not going to get away with it.

There's no need to be frightened. All right?

Bitch.

If everything goes down like it should, you're not going to get hurt.