Scott & Bailey

Detective Sergeant Scott, Manchester Metropolitan Police.

I'm looking for Adam Armitage.

Well, he's not here. Can we come in?

Well, he's not here!

This is where he lives? Yeah, but he's not here.

Where is he? What are they doing?

This is a search warrant. You can read it if you like.

Are you his wife? Yeah.

Gill, he's not at the address. His wife's saying he's gone to work.

I'm thinking, he's shitting himself. The wife certainly is.

We need to do this softly, softly.

Is it all right if I send the others back

and me and Rachel go in and winkle him out?

He doesn't know he's killed him.

He thinks he's given him a hiding. Yeah.

Thanks. Ta da.

I did this thing... Sorry?

I did this thing.

OK.

But, I don't regret it.

Mitch, would you lot like to go back?

Me and Rachel are going to take a subtler approach to Mr Armitage

at his workplace.

OK, thanks. See you in a bit.

Ta da.

OK. Are you going to give me some clues?

I pulled this bloke last night in bar

and then we checked into a hotel room and I shagged him.

OK...

I'm saying I don't regret it when in fact I do but...

Only because it was crap.

If you're going to be unfaithful it might as well be spectacular anyway.

I left at just gone two.

I told him I was called Suzy and left him my pretend phone number.

He probably thinks it's the beginning of a relationship.

Sad twat's probably married.

Still, who cares, 'ey?

What's going on in there?

I married Sean for all the wrong reasons,

but you know that, don't you?

Well, no, I didn't think you had.

I thought at the time you married him for all the right reasons.

I married because I was terrified. Of what?

Of everything!

Stupid!

You stupid, stupid...

I did it for you!

For me? I couldn't stand to see you crying.

I didn't want, I didn't want you to worry any more.

He died!

He's dead!

Well... Good!

You're under arrest.

I'm arresting you...

on suspicion of murder.

You...

Idiot!

Go on. Keep running.

You can't hide forever but you can try, just run.

Met police.

Detective Constable Rachel Bailey.

MIT collar number 31-23-1.

I'm chasing a murder suspect. I'm off duty.

He's heading up Longacre towards Ancoats.

He's wearing a grey shirt, a black puffer jacket.

Twenty-eight years old carrying a black hold-all.

He told my sister what he'd done and then she told me.

She said he was at Piccadilly train station.

He was going to get on a train to London.

So, I went along there, I found him.

He ran off, I chased him.

I managed to catch up with him, I told him I was arresting him,

but he got away from me.

How? How did he get away from you?

I er, I couldn't pin him down. I didn't have my cuffs on me.

And look, I-I was upset. He's my brother.

Is there anything else to add? Yeah.

I've got the name and the number of the taxi driver that drove me home

at the time Nick Savage was attacked so I can prove I was nowhere near.

Boss, it's Rachel. Oh, hello.

It was my brother, Dominic, that attacked Nick Savage.

He's confessed. He's been arrested.

OK.

And I erm...

My boyfriend Sean found the taxi driver that drove me home that night

so I can prove I was nowhere near.

Good. Good, well, that's, that's...

So, I want to come back to work.

I need to talk to the SIO.

Why?

Because, Rachel, from an SIO's point of view

the fact your brother's in the frame does not exclude you.

Think about it, in fact... Yeah, but...

You know what I'm talking about.

Your Dominic on his own had no argument with Nick Savage

or do you know something I don't?

No.

Do you understand what I'm saying?

You think I'm the brains behind it.

You think I persuaded my feckless little twat of a brother...

I need to talk to the SIO to be clear where they are with everything.

Yes. Thank you, Ma'am.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

I'll phone you. Right.

Hi.

Why did he? Why the hell did he do...?

He never did think things through, did he?

Right from when he was tiny...

his brain just never worked the same as everybody else's.

He thought he was doing me a favour.

Now I'm up to my neck in it, taxi driver or no taxi driver.

It will all settle.

You know you haven't done anything wrong.

He's going to get banged up for 18 years minimum. More!

Shit!

Shh!

I really don't think that I can face going to meet my mother on Friday.

Rachel. Is it all right if we come in?

Why?

You don't want to do this on the doorstep.

We're here to arrest you on suspicion of murder.

How would you respond if I told you your brother Dominic

had told us you incited him to attack Nicholas Savage?

I didn't.

And you said you'd like to see him dead.

I didn't.

Can I take you back to the 14th of March?

You'd been out drinking

with your colleague Detective Constable Janet Scott.

You damaged your hand.

Can you remember that? Yeah.

Can you tell us what state you were in?

Drunk. How drunk?

What, on a scale of one to ten? If you like.

I don't know. I was...

Seven-eight, five point two drunk.

Do you remember Janet? She came into your flat with you.

She put you to bed. Right.

After she'd gone,

you had a conversation with Dominic, remember that?

Yeah.

Can you tell me about it?

I told him about Nick. He wanted to know why I was upset.

Can you talk me through the conversation?

I just explained to him what had happened between us

and I told him why I was upset.

And how did he respond?

He...

I don't know. He was quiet.

Did you suggest to him at any point,

you'd like to see Nicholas Savage dead?

No.

Did you suggest to him you'd be grateful if someone beat him up?

No.

Would it surprise you if I told you

we took a statement from your sister Alison this afternoon,

and she told us that when she told you

Dominic had confessed to her what he'd done you could remember nothing

about that conversation you'd had with Dominic on the 14th of March?

Because you were so drunk.

I didn't tell him to attack Nick.

You're now saying you can remember the conversation.

No, but I know what I said because Alison told me.

I didn't incite him to do anything stupid.

How do you know?

Did Alison say that he'd said I'd incited him?

Dominic's telling us you did. Right.

So, it sounds like it's his word against mine then.

Doesn't it? You have to do better than that!

Because, what you're saying is that you can't remember what you said...

so it isn't exactly your word against his, is it?

What's happened?

They're releasing me on police bail and erm...

What?!

They're seeking authority from the CPS to charge me with murder.

You said you wanted him dead!

That's what you said, you wanted him dead!

I think I might give up drinking. That's one option.

I'm not an alcoholic. I don't think you need to be.

I am frightened. Keep your nerve.

It just never ends.

You haven't done anything.

No, I know.

I've got to go.

What's Godzilla said?

Nothing. To me.

Is it today you're meeting your mum?

Yeah... Er, yeah. If I turn up.

Well, let me know how you get on.

Even if I do come through this all in one piece,

I don't think I can stand working for this bunch of twats any more.

I know. I know the feeling.

Oh, do you? Yeah.

Well, there's no loyalty when it comes down to it,

or if there is, it's all one way, upwards.

Pissed me off.

The trouble is, I don't know what the hell else I'll do.

I don't even think about the future at the moment anyway.

You could do anything, you.