Liar

I know what you did to my wife.

I'm suspended until they put me in front of a disciplinary board.

Just found Andrew Earlham's car key in your flat.

This is the last address she entered, right before Earlham died.

We found it, Laura. Found what?!

You owe it to yourself, Greg. You owe it to me!

Threw himself off the pier, looks like the current pulled him

back into the pillars. It's Andrew Earlham's son.

If it wasn't for you,

my son wouldn't be lying half-dead in a hospital right now.

You did that!

'You stole my life. Now I'm gonna steal yours.'

Police!

DOGS BARKING

Anything you want to say to us, Laura?

Unless you have new questions for my client,

this is a waste of everyone's time.

Oh, don't you worry, Miss Allen, we're not here to repeat ourselves.

We've found the shipping container.

What?

Your sat nav, it led us right to it. It's a good job, really,

cos I don't think anyone's been in that container yard

for a very long time. Must be why Andrew holed up there.

How did you find him?

I have no idea what you're talking about.

Right, I'm gonna be straight with you both now.

This "I don't know" routine, it isn't gonna work for you any more.

You left something there.

It's your necklace, isn't it?

It's got your DNA all over it. And you see that blood?

It's Andrew Earlham's.

Was all over the floor of the shipping container.

Game over, Laura.

It's time to tell the truth.

I don't understand. What...? My client has nothing to say.

Your necklace, your DNA.

Your silence is not gonna explain that away.

Someone must've taken it when they...

when they put the car key in my flat.

Oh, wow, this "someone", they are going to a hell of a lot of bother.

I don't know anything about a shipping container.

Why... Why would my sat nav take you somewhere I've never even been?

You can't even look at me. I'm just doing my job.

I brought those recordings of Andrew to you. I trusted you.

Miss Nielson, we have enough to approach the CPS

and ask for a charge of murder.

What happens now is up to you.

If you explain to us exactly what transpired...

My client has nothing to say.

You'll be staying with us until your bail hearing.

Could be tomorrow, but don't hold your breath.

She has long-standing ties to the community

and the recent publicity has put my client very much in the public eye,

making her even less of a probable flight risk.

Finally, we have to consider her spotless record

and the circumstances of the crime with which she is charged.

There's no history of violence here,

no indication she poses a threat to anyone else,

and given the presumption of innocence, no reason to refuse bail.

Do the Crown have any objection? No, madam.

Bail is granted for Miss Nielson,

on condition that she surrender her passport

and report to the local police station every 24 hours.

She is to stay within a 30-mile radius.

Thank you.

That's it? That's it.

We're talking about whether or not I'm locked up

and it's over in less than five minutes?

Not over yet, I'm afraid.

No. I know.

I'll see you soon.

Ignore her. She's just trying to mess with your head.

It's working.

So, we'll meet next week, talk it all through. Make a plan.

Hey. Good result. The right result. Thank you.

I'm just glad they saw sense. It's not always like that.

Right, I'm late for my serial flasher.

Try to relax over the next few days.

Easier said than done, I know, but, er...

I'll be in touch.

So, how are you feeling?

You know, I just, um...

I just need a second.

Yeah, yeah, sure. Of course.

Um... I'll wait for you outside, yeah?

Yeah.

Sorry. Hey, don't be. It's fine.

Listen, er, Katy didn't know whether to come.

She wanted to, but... It's such a mess, me and her.

Come on, I'll drop you off. Thanks, but I... I'm OK. I...

There's somewhere I need to go first.

Where?

Detective Harmon's.

I don't think that's a good idea.

I don't have a choice. I just need this to end.

One way or another.

Laura!

Have you heard about what they've found?

No, I'm still suspended. Come in.

There's a shipping container.

Andrew's blood, my DNA, my necklace...

I'm gonna be put on trial for murder.

Hold on, just wait. They tracked the sat nav in my car.

A car I haven't driven for two weeks.

Couldn't have driven, the battery died.

Slow down!

My car's been in the police compound since I was arrested.

Someone got to it there. Someone has messed with my sat nav.

No. Laura, no.

They must have... They must have had to sign in, right?

So you could find out.

OK, and if I do, what then? What are you gonna learn?

What... DI Renton, she's been hell-bent on proving it's me.

Yeah, but that's a long way from trying to set you up.

I don't know, OK?

I don't know why anyone would do it, but I'm telling you someone is.

OK, so you say you didn't do this.

So fight it. In court.

Cos that worked out so well after Andrew raped me (!)

After what he did to us,

he was allowed to just keep walking around free.

If I'd have listened to people then, and just kept my mouth shut,

he'd still be here, living his life.

I just need to find out who else might have had access to my car.

There's not a lot I can do without my badge. You know that, yeah?

Anything you can do. That's all I ask.

All right, Luke. I'm gonna take this tube out, OK?

So I need a big cough from you on three. One, two, three.

HE COUGHS Fantastic, mate. Fantastic.

OK, OK, you're OK. You're OK, hey, hey.

Stay calm for me, Luke. You stay calm for me.

You're safe, all right? Now, listen. You've had us all worried about you.

Luke, you're through the woods now, you're gonna be OK.

HE SPLUTTERS What's that, mate?

Dad.

Your dad?

He's... He's still missing, mate.

PHONE BUZZES

Hello? 'It's me.

'I need you to come back.'

I'm still here.

I'm still in England.

'It's been a week, you should be gone, you should be far away.'

'The only way I'm gonna get out of this shit-storm'

is if people think that I'm dead.

And that's where you come in.

Don't call me again.

I know you, Olly.

No-one else does.

'But I do. I still have that recording.'

You and that man.

I never deleted it.

'So that's how it is.'

Look, I've got no choice.

And you're burning my life down to the ground, for what?

So you can punish Laura? 'She put my son in hospital.'

One last time.

And, mate, after that,

look, I swear you'll never hear from me again.

Don't call me "mate".

'And don't pretend this is a favour.'

What do you need me to do?

Hi, Rochelle.

Hey. Are you back on duty?

No, I just... left a bunch of stuff here, so...

thought I'd take a break from Googling pushchairs.

You'll be back before you know it.

Hope so.

Listen, do you think I could borrow your pass?

The door's closed and I can't get back to go to the loo.

Sure. No problem. Is that all right?

Yeah, of course. Oh, thanks so much.

There you go. Cheers.

All right, then. I'll be right back. OK.

Hi, vehicle pound, please.

Yeah, it's DC Rochelle Thompson.

Vehicle crime team. Badge number 17028767.

Thanks.

'It's a dead-end.'

No-one logged in to see your car

except for the people investigating you.

Who else could've got access to my car?

No-one. 'So it has to be one of them.'

Does the log show what time they arrived? Was Renton first?

No. Rory was first, by ten minutes.

'I wanna help you, but this isn't going anywhere.'

Rory?

No. 'Ten minutes would be enough.'

Rory couldn't hack a sat nav,

he can barely cope with more than one number for his own pin code.

So, he looked it up. Or he had help.

Laura, I'm trying to help you here, OK? But I know Rory.

He's a good man. A good cop.

There's no way he would do anything like this.

'Weren't you the one who said people are unpredictable?'

Thank you for trying.

All right, good luck.

Six o'clock, Christopher's.

Six o'clock at Christopher's. Yes!

I know it's early, it's all I could get. I'd better go.