Hard Sun

Daniel?

Please.

Please, don't. Don't.

Felix.

Open it.

Do you know what they'll do to me if I do that?

Do you know what I'll do to you if you don't?

Now, open it, Nicholson.

Hurry up.

Come on, move!

Armed police!

- Stand back! - Armed police!

Hundreds of police officers raided several addresses

across London and the Home Counties yesterday

in an operation aimed at smashing

one of Britain's most notorious crime gangs.

Senior members of the Nicholson syndicate

were among 15 people arrested, including accountant Felix Nicholson.

Almost £300, 000 in cash,

a handgun, shotguns and other weapons were recovered,

after years ofpainstaking investigation.

- Several business... - Morning.

- Mmm. - ...were also raided...

Morning, babe.

Come here, you.

- You all right? Yeah? - Yeah.

All right? Morning, trouble.

Hey, you all right?

All right, be honest. How much sleep did you get last night?

- Loads. - Oh, really?

'Cause it doesn't look like it.

I hope you weren't on your bloody phone texting till all hours.

Now, here, have some of that.

What even is this?

Try it and see.

Go on, you'll love it.

What time did you get home?

Yeah, Dad. How much sleep did you get?

Yeah, all right, cheeky.

I've gotta head back in a bit.

I've just come home to shower and change.

- You need sleep. - And I will get some.

I'll sneak off later today. I'll grab a few hours. Don't you worry.

Yo, mate. What's up?

Why? What you been doing?

No way.

No way.

No way. No, no, no. That's GCHQ, mate.

You don't do that.

You of all people. You know not to mess.

They can lay a trace back.

Get all Active Response Continuum,

bloodhunt you down, find you and fry you.

How big?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, what does that even mean, "Hard Sun"?

- Morning, sir. - Morning.

Hey.

Morning, all.

- Morning, sir. - Morning, governor.

Right, what's new?

Apart from Keith's shirt, apparently.

That is a courageous selection, Keith.

Yes, thanks.

So what have you heard about the Nicholsons?

Oh, not a lot. It was date night last night.

Massive raid. Nicked the entire firm, more or less.

Nice.

Right, anything else?

We have a visitor.

Morning, Charlie boy. Spare me a minute?

Yeah, of course, sir.

Absolutely.

Elaine Renko, DCI Charlie Hicks.

DCI Hicks, Elaine is joining us as your new DI.

Oh, right, well, pleased to meet you.

And you.

So you met everyone?

Well, I've said a quick hello.

You had breakfast?

Not really, no. I had a bit of first-day nerves, to be honest.

Oh, well, let's do that. Let's... Let's get some breakfast.

Yeah.

Just leave me alone!

And go and do something useful.

Help!

Help!

Help! Help!

You're the Renko that got stabbed, right?

The house burnt down, all that?

That'll be me, yeah.

Bad day.

Well, it was definitely up there.

So, uh... So where you living now?

Do you know the Caliban Hotel?

Well, I hope you brought your own bedsheets.

They actually look after me. I did them a favour once.

And the guy who stabbed you, they...

They got him, right?

- They got him. - And he's, uh...

Yeah, he is, yeah.

So why are you here?

I'm sorry?

I mean, why are you stuck here with me?

I don't know.

I have no idea. I just go where they send me. Why?

Oh, no reason.

Well, it's just I'm sure there's no secret we've had a vacancy.

Listen, if I may,

I know you've lost Alex Butler and I know you were close.

We were, yeah.

We were very close.

Must've been hard on everyone.

Oh, it still is.

He was a great man. He was loved.

It's just, I want you to know it's not my intention

to replace him.

Oh, good.

'Cause I want you to know that nobody could.

Morning.

Name's Lloyd Hammond. Threw himself from the 15th floor.

- What do we know about him? - Nothing much.

Long-term sickness beneficiary.

Oh? What was his problem?

Spectrum disorder.

What, Asperger's?

Well, does that square with suicide?

Well, people at the milder end are actually at an increased risk.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

I've got an interest in mental health issues.

Of course.

That makes sense.

But I'm not telling you anything you don't already know, am I?

- Hello again. - Hello again.

How's it going?

- Yeah, he leave a note? - No.

What, SOCO found, what, kiddie porn on the laptop?

- They did. - But he's not on the register?

No previous offending of any kind.

Right. Right, so what are we thinking?

What, he finally gives in to curiosity, temptation?

Can't live with the guilt. Takes a running jump?

What do you think, DI Renko?

Any thoughts?

How did we get into this?

It was on.

It was on? No password?

No password.

Does that not seem a bit off to you?

Possibly, possibly not.

He did live alone.

Absolutely, yeah, but he does give off a kind of paranoid vibe, though.

Get the new girl.

I'm sorry. Am I not allowed to play in the sandpit?

You should have mentioned.

They were just taking your measure, that's all.

- You should take it as a compliment. - And you?

- Is that what you're doing? - No. No need.

Listen, you couldn't give me a lift somewhere, could you?

It's just I've got an errand to run. It won't take long.

Yeah.

- Hi. - Hello.

- Cup of tea or something? - No, no, no, I can't stop long.

I just, uh... Well, I popped by on the off chance.

So did you get in?

Well, today's the day, innit?

Yeah, I got in.

I knew it.

Can't believe I did it.

I can.

Well, the good news is you can't have too many psychologists.

Yeah, there's a shortage, apparently.

And how's... How's Owen?

Bumping along.

Is he talking about his dad yet?

I keep thinking counselling might help. I don't know.

- Open him up or something. - Yeah, right.

I mean, when he was this age, he used to tell me everything.

I mean, literally everything.

Like, "Mum, where does wind come from?"

"Can we get a fish?"

"Do dogs lay eggs?"

You want me to talk to him?

I know he'd love to see you.

Yeah, well, me, too.

Anyway, look, the reason I stopped by...

'Cause, well...

I don't need your money, Charlie.

Well, then, you're laughing 'cause it's not mine.

I nicked it.

- Honestly, I don't need taking care of. - I know that.

No, I need to feel like I'm doing something.

So you do me a favour, help me out.

So how are we doing?

Well, Elaine thought it might be an idea to check out sealed records, so we did.

It turns out the victim's got a teenage conviction for hacking.

Sealed 'cause he was a minor.

Yeah, well, who'd he hack?

NASA.

NASA? Who hacks NASA?

Well, he wanted to expose the global conspiracy