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Oi! Wake up.
Wake up! Wake up! I can smell petrol.
The guy's injured. Come on! Get with it!
Get us out. You need to open the door.
Hurry up! Oi!
I need your belt.
OK, here you go.
OK, you need to pull this tight and hold it. Got it, yeah? Got it.
Oh, my god.
Get back, get back.
I need a hand here. I can smell fuel. I'm a nurse. That's it.
Hello, can you hear me? Try again. Hello.
Hello, can you here me? Mace. Can you hear me? Mace.
Get a kebab. No. You like a kebab. No. Come on, you like a kebab. No, apparently I'm banned.
Having apologised twice to Azif. Twice. I forgot about that. Well, he hasn't, obviously.
Oh. I'm gonna have this. 'Ey?
Getting tasty. Come on. He's getting tasty.
'Ey.
Get up.
Susan?
Susan!
Susan! I seen ya!
I'm getting old. I thought I'd have kids by now. Look at me.
Don't... Please, come on. Sorry.
I don't want to be too scared to have a knock about in case I become a cripple.
That's not fair on the kiddy, is it? You're great with kids, you.
Yeah, I just don't think I could hack it full time, you know?
That's what everyone thinks. And then you have 'em. It's like a switch gets flicked.
Do you want a cuddle, mate?
You just get to thinking sometimes, don't you?
Maybe that's what's missing in my Shaun Delvin?
Every time.
It's Devlin, love. Thanks.
You all right, Shaun?
Yeah, I'm all right. I just might not be immortal after all.
Can you hop on the chair for me, please? I'll leave you to it. Thanks.
You think too much.
Hello.
A woman at Milford station reports possible...
Phil!
Morning, ma'am. Marcus.
Who's this? We don't know. He's not said much.
It's cold. There's not much oxygen.
Could have been down there years.
Bit early. Oh, look, Mac.
Blunt force trauma.
Is that Shaun?
Marcus, it's me. I hope you're still OK for tonight cos the boys are really looking forward to it.
And actually, I was wondering if you fancied taking Max to football practice tomorrow.
A couple of the girls from work have asked me out and Finn's at a sleepover so it would just be
the two of you. No worries if you can't but it'd be great if you could. So, just let me know.
OK, love you.
I don't know where that came from.
Force of habit. So, just let me know.
Ma'am, can I have a word? Just a minute.
Yeah, call me back.
Shaun. He's not answering. He's had to see a specialist. He's taking the piss.
What's up? Tattoos of two dates on the body on the moor. What, birthdays?
I ran them through the PNC. Asil and Aidan Hassan. The father was Omar or Omer Hassan. Hassan?
You knew him?
Yeah. Going back a couple of years.
Fancied himself as the Turkish Godfather. Proper nasty bastard.
That's if it is the same bloke.
I mean, Omer Hassan is hardly Engelbert Humperdinck, is it? Well, this Hassan disappeared 2001.
He's got a police record. Fraud, money laundering, assault. I've ordered the case files
from the salt mines. Good. Tell Shaun to pick 'em up. He's going to be on desk duty for a couple of weeks.
You can help out with the leg work in some of his cases.
Thanks, ma'am.
Heavy lifting, ditch digging... It's my dream.
Hello.
There you go.
Is that everything? Yeah.
How the hell am I supposed to read these?
Anyway, thank you.
Come on!
Ow! You all right, love?
Yeah, I'm fine, thanks...
Love.
Are you sure? Yeah, it's just one of those days. Here you are. Oh, no, no. It's fine.
It's all right. No. Well, let me... Don't be daft. It's only a quid. What do you want?
54.
Oh. I've had plenty of those days myself.
Pay me back next time. Thanks.
Drink?
Tea? No, thanks. I'm not stopping.
Susan. Yeah.
We've been patient. More than patient. It's been over a year now. And after last night,
enough's enough.
You're still using Reinhart? That's my name. Look, you've got to start moving forwards.
I don't want to take formal action but I will.
Do you understand?
It looks beautiful, your baby.
Thanks.
OK. I've got to go.
Bye. Bye.
You took my football. I haven't touched it. Whoa! Yeah, you have. Whoa!
You nicked my football. I don't wanna touch it. I don't care. 'Ey! Have you got it? No. Yeah, he has.
No, I haven't. He says he hasn't. Leave it. Liar. Oi! It's just a football.
It's my orange Casey. It'll turn up. Now, come on, bed.
Don't nibble our fingers when we feed you. Dad, stop. I'm ten. "Sorry", says Boris. Kissy, kissy, kissy.
No, Boris. Calm down. Calm down, Boris. Kissy, kissy, kissy!
Shut up! You shut up. Calm down, Finn. Calm down, Finn.
Shut up, Max. Give us a kiss, Finn.
Kissy, kissy, kissy. Calm down, Finn.
Are you playing on your iPad? No. I thought you were supposed to be going to sleep. I was getting to sleep
but you keep waking me up. Oh, no, you're not asleep. Here, don't do that. OK, we won't do that any more.
I haven't got any more left. Shh.
Where did Max go? He's asleep. Shush.
Yeah, he's asleep.
Look, I've got to collect the suns. So I've got to get more of them.
I've got a new car. Is that you? Yeah.
Hassan.
Omer Hassan.
Witness...
Absconded the country and returned to Turkey.
Are you busy? No, no. Just this weird case. It's almost 10:00.
Oh, Christ, sorry. It's all right. It's just getting late, you know.
Yeah. I'll get this back in the loft before I get off.
Cheers.
Where are you off to tomorrow? Oh, it's just a birthday. Pizza in town, I think.
You got my message then?
Yeah.
I love you too.
God. I don't know where that came from. I didn't mind.
I liked it.
Marcus there's something I've got to...
I've started seeing someone.
Who? It's no one you know.
Jesus Christ.
I thought...
Oh, what a dick. What?
What did you think, Marcus? What?
We'd been getting on. Yeah, we've been getting on better, that's great. And I love the fact
that you can come over here and be with the kids but there's nothing.
There's nothing? There's...
No.
There's nothing.
Hang on.
That's not where Finn got his iPad from is it? What? Some bastard trying to buy my kids.
Oh, God. Listen to yourself.
Listen to yourself. No one is buying the kids, OK. No one.
Just tell me it's not that prick. That John.
John's actually... It is him, in't it? He's quite nice. Oh, my God! It is him. He treats me really well.
Oh, my God. Why tell me that I don't know him when I do know him. What? And he's a twat.
Because I knew exactly how you would react. Oh, shit!
Give me your hand.
Right, you need to go. You need to go. This is my house.
Come on, mate.
Thank you. No, worries.
You can piss off. Oh, leave him alone.
OK, everyone, that's it. Gary, by 2:00, yeah.
Marcus.
Did Shaun get those case files? Yeah. Good. One on one it this morning.
Is he coming in? He'd better.
He's broken his wrist, he's not had a stroke.
What's up with you? Nothing. I'm fine.
Sorry, ma'am. It's um... It's Abi.
Right. Well, leave it outside, yeah.
Look who's here.
You have missed me. I knew it.
How are you feeling? Rough.
I'm still pissed. Shaun.
I'd better go check in with Mac. Then we'll go get a brew, yeah? Yeah.
Christ, Marcus. I can't believe you forgot the disks. I'll pick 'em up tomorrow. Let's go now.
No. She's at work. You've got your keys.
No chance. She'd go ballistic. Well, Mac's gonna do her nut.
You can handle Mac, golden bollocks.
Is it serious with this John bloke then?
I don't know. What's up with him?
Hey.
He's a nasty bastard you know, this Hassan.
A string of convictions. Assaulted a copper. So you have had a look at them then. Just the headlines.
And I had a look at the case file into his disappearance.
The whole case is on those disks. There's no paperwork, nothing.
All right, Shaun?
You got that Zimmer frame parked outside, have you?
Oh, yeah. Very funny. That's the last time I spill my guts to you. I said I was too old to have kids
not get upstairs. Traitor.
Shut up, you two.
The other thing about the Hassan case is there's only one witness has him leaving the country ten years ago.
One. A guy called Christopher Lomax. Known as Topher Lomax.
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