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I remember seeing someone...
.. leaving the house. A woman.
I pay you to get rid of my problems.
Now just do it.
Give me a call when it's done.
What happened? - He was outside Gibson's house the night she died,
now he's dead. We don't think that's a coincidence?
What was he doing here?
Because I still care about you.
- I can loan you the money. - I need to fix this myself.
- Who would like to do deliveries? - Me.
- You talk about him all the time. - Yeah, I do. He's my best friend.
- Your boyfriend's here. - They found Grace.
Plenty of crazies out there.
May!
May!
Just follow procedure.
No-one go off-piste, OK? Don't panic anyone. Nice and calm.
Any questions, I'll be back at the MCU, OK? Off you go.
Hey. Body's in there. No sign of the girl.
- M-O? - Yeah, it's him. No doubt.
That guy over there, that's Dad. And the girl's name is May.
Hi there, sir. I'm DI Rav Sangha. This is DS Marcella Backland.
Have you found her? Have you heard anything?
I'm afraid not yet, no.
- When's the last time you saw May? - When I left for work.
I got a text about an extra delivery, a last-minute thing.
- Who was she with? - Beth.
My neighbour. She babysits.
If I get a late call-out, I carry May over,
I put her in Beth's bed. She loves waking up there.
- Beth spoils her. - And what time was that?
Jackpot247 was finishing, so around three.
- And what time did you get back? - A few minutes after four.
It was just a short airport run.
And then I went to Beth's and I found her.
I appreciate this is difficult for you, but...
- Hang on. Why did you go over? - Sorry, what?
You said that May liked waking up there. So why did you go over?
Because the door was open, but it was dark in the flat... - OK.
.. so I thought I needed to check on them, you know?
Where are you going?
- He talks too much, too much detail. - Yeah, Marcella, he's in shock.
Yes, or well rehearsed.
Marcella.
Oh, Christ.
Anything?
Yeah, they found some strands of hair in her right hand, not hers.
- DNA? - Yeah. Looks like it.
Poor girl.
What did you do with her?
You didn't put her in Beth's bed.
- No, no, I normally do, but... - Don't lie to me! Do not lie to me.
What did you do with that little girl? You're meant to keep her safe
and I want to know what you did with her. - Nothing.
Tell me what you did with your little girl. - Nothing!
- What did you do to her? - I left her sleeping!
- Where? - In her room. On her own.
You left her sleeping in a room alone at night?
A six-year-old child? Are you out of your mind?
Did you tell your neighbour?
I thought if I told you I'd lose custody,
that you'd take her away.
Well, we'll have to find her before we can do that, won't we?
Eyewitness saw a man in a dark hoodie
carrying a little girl through the estate.
DS Backland. I've got the footage outside the flat.
- Oh, my God, May. - What's he doing with her?
And the other angle...
Freeze it there. Punch in.
So she was alive when he took her.
- Are you OK to work on this? - Why wouldn't I be?
Come on.
Her backpack. Have you found her backpack?
- Why do you ask? - She must have it,
then she's got her phone.
- In her backpack? - Yeah.
- It's on. You can track it. - How do you know it's on?
- You didn't call it, did you? - Yeah, but she didn't pick up.
- So you can track it, right? - If it's still on.
The person who took your daughter might also have heard it.
Located her phone signal. They're travelling fast, driving east.
OK, get mobile units there right away and find that car.
Over here!
Come on! - Why dump the phone and not the body?
Because, Alex, she's still alive.
But we don't know he'll keep her that way, do we?
'A car was reported stolen behind May Weir's house.
The ANPR picked it up two minutes ago. I'll send it through.'
Tell me it's on there. Come on. Come on, come on.
He's down by the river!
Marcella!
Please, dear God, don't let it be her.
Come on!
I'm requesting urgent backup now!
May?
Argh!
Oh, no!
No! No!
May?
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven...
It's DI Rav Sangha. I need an ambulance and full SOCO unit
down to the wasteland adjacent to London City Airport.
I need it now!
- .. four, five, six, seven... - Alex, get a defib.
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.
Come on.
Come on, Juliet.
.. three, four, five.
One, two...
- Please, darling. Come on, Juliet. - Marcella. Marcella.
- Come on, baby. - Marcella.
- Come on. - Marcella, she's gone. She's gone.
Come on.
Oh, no.
Where have you been at this hour?
For a drive.
- Couldn't sleep. - Did you try?
No.
- Where did you go? - Nowhere.
Just driving around.
Well, after today there'll be a grave to go to.
I'm gonna... get a shower.
I want you to go home, get some sleep.
Get out of here, do something normal.
Grace Gibson's funeral's at three.
- Do you want us there? - One of you. With a photographer.
Hi. Um, sorry. Is it OK if I...
- Sure. What is it, Mark? - I've just heard from forensics.
The DNA results from the hair found in the babysitter's hand
won't be back till tomorrow.
Thanks, Mark.
- Where's Marcella? - She burned her hand.
She's getting it looked at. She'll be fine. - OK. Good.
Well, erm, I've got a lot to do, so...
Yeah, me too.
Who's Juliet?
- You heard that? - Mm-hm.
Her daughter.
She would have been six now.
Hi.
- Hi. - Are you OK?
Want an update?
OK, so um...
we had to release Bendek Krol.
Didn't have enough to keep him.
And, er, there's no sign of Mohammed El-Sayed.
I mean, he hasn't left the country as far as we know.
We've put out a general warrant for him.
And there was something else.
Hey. It's Mum.
'Mum? What do you want?'
Oh, nothing. I, um...
'Mum?'
I just wanted to hear your voice.
- What are you doing? - 'Speaking to you.'
No, I meant before I called, silly.
'I've got netball. Got to go. Love you, Mum.'
Tim!
Jason? What are you doing here?
Just dropped Marcella off.
You're looking better than the last time I saw you.
- What were you doing at my house? - You left her, man.
But we're still married. So keep away from her.
Is there an 'or else' coming, or...?
Just stay away from her.
- Bendek. - Yes?
I need to talk to you.
I'm sorry, but you can't stay here any more.
You're kicking me out?
We're not comfortable with you living here.
Got till the end of the week.
- It's about the police? - Yeah.
It's that, and the fighting.
Wait.
I paid... I paid for a whole month.
I want you out.
I can't go.
What is it now?
Nothing. It's just that I can't...
I can't deal with death right now.
It's just one thing too many, you know?
I can't... I can't go. I... I just can't.
OK. Well, I'll, um...
.. I'll just go straight home after the ceremony.
So you're go... you're going?
Yeah. It's Grace.
I drove all the way here to pay my respects. I'm going.
But hurry back home.
Grace saved me. Grace saved my life.
When our dad died, I ran away.
In all the years that I was travelling,
Grace never stopped calling,
writing,
letting me know that I was important to her.
I think she made a lot of people feel like that.
Maybe that was her gift.
Cos that's what makes life worth living.
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