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Brendan! 'I used to work undercover, pretending to be someone else.
Sometimes for months on end.'
It's good to see you, too, Atif.
I know who to thank for my new surroundings. Atif.
They want you to kill Atif.
They won't stop hurting me until you do.
Where will you bury him? We can't, until your brother's people see him.
They're going to want proof he's dead.
Face it, we have absolutely no idea who Bloom is.
We take care of body.
Where'd your brother find these two charmers?
I don't know and I don't care.
Leave a message, I'll call back.
Hi. Erm...look, it's er...10:30, and you're probably...
Well, I've got no idea what you're doing, but I just wondered if you fancied a late tipple.
Well, I've got no idea what you're doing, but I just wondered if you fancied a late tipple.
Probably not, but erm...
Not to worry.
Really. Erm...sorry.
Er...bye. Bye.
'A late tipple.'
Idiot!
Stop the car.
My brother owns this shitty garage in Dalston he wants me to sell ASAP.
My brother owns this shitty garage in Dalston he wants me to sell ASAP.
There was something he forgot to mention.
Come on, your brother got rich scaring scary people
into giving him their hard-earned drug money.
What did you expect? Chinese burns?
My brother's a monster.
But he wasn't always.
And?
And now I'm a killer too.
Killing Atif was my problem.
You did my dirty work.
You saved my life, Adile. Second time around it'll be easier.
There won't be a second time.
That's what I want to make sure of.
Let's leave it all behind.
Let's go where he'll never find us.
OK.
When?
Tomorrow.
Tomorrow.
Yes.
Why not?
Erm...
I need some time to think about that.
Tessa...can I check that address again?
Argyle Cement Works at the A13/B54 junction.
Some kind of mass grave found by someone walking their dog.
Why is it always someone walking their bloody dog?
If we banned our furry friends we'd halve the crime rate.
Detective Chief Superintendent Mary Bull, CID.
We've got four bodies in various states of decomposition.
And you need help identifying them?
We need your help - correct.
I'm sorry?
You've got a bit of a reputation for hijacking cases and claiming the glory.
Well, are you sure you want to bring me in?
Honestly?
No. But I'm shorthanded, so er...
What's her problem?
Any first impression on causes of death?
How will that help ID them?
Nine times out of 10, identification's rooted in victimology.
Yeah, the how leads to why leads to who.
Single gunshots to the head, but the most recent victim was shot through the neck.
Any attempts to obscure the identities?
Yes, the fingertips have been removed.
So it's more likely a victim of organised crime than a serial killer?
Morning. Dr Simon Crawford. I'm Home Office pathologist.
We've unearthed a fifth body.
It's a partially skeletonised female and there are foetal bones present.
How far along was she? Roughly?
It'll help identify her.
At a guess, I'd say she was about six months pregnant.
From now on we'll need to be briefed about all forensic findings,
or we can't do our job and help you.
Right, well, we know the drill.
Tattoos, dentistry, healed fractures, anything and everything could help ID them.
DNA won't be ready for 48 hours,
but until then the freshest body will yield the most clues.
I'll take some snaps. Rendering software will give us an idea of what they looked like.
Liaise with Dr Crawford. What about this eyewitness?
Unusual place to walk a dog.
Yeah, I'm with you there.
He doesn't give his name, takes 12 hours to come forward and when he does he's super specific.
He doesn't give his name, takes 12 hours to come forward and when he does he's super specific.
Maybe he was summoning up the courage.
Specific how? Doesn't matter.
The eyewitness isn't our bag.
Anthony's right. We're just a cog in a machine here.
Don't any of you lot forget it.
Hello, Brendan.
Hello, Brendan. Good to see you!
Halit. How was home?
No place like it.
But it's good to be back.
Er...can I talk to you?
Excuse us for a minute? Sure.
Thanks.
Did you hear the news?
The police have been digging up bodies - the Argyle Cement Works.
Five of them and counting. What?
Last night. Who were those guys?
I don't know. What do you mean, you don't know?
Kurds.
What?
Your brother hates Kurds!
Mountain Turks, he calls them.
Not as much as he hates losing power.
Who were they, Adile?
They're with the Kurdish Radical Coalition, OK?
So your brother funds the KRC.
They loan him their soldiers.
Marriage made in heaven. When was the wedding?
He had them brought over after he was arrested.
If Dad knew he'd go crazy.
Nazar moving into drugs was bad enough... The Kurds. Their names?
I have as little to do with them as possible.
Why all the questions, Brendan?
The location was well chosen.
The close proximity to the Thames produced damp soil
and oxygen-depleted clay, both of which sped up decomposition considerably.
Well, this man...
definitely didn't want to die.
It's a pacemaker. It's a decent one.
The permanent ones run on lithium batteries, right?
Bundled up with sensing amplifiers and sealed in titanium.
Well, there's got to be a serial number in there somewhere.
If we're vigilant, thorough and attentive to every clue...
these victims will tell us who they were.
So far all they have in common is they're Caucasian,
they have black hair and they probably died within the last year.
Black hair is found in people of all racial backgrounds.
Yeah, but the high eumelanin content suggests shared ethnicity, possibly Southern Europe.
What happened?
Get lost on the M25?
Sorry.
Two of them have what looks like healed gunshot wounds.
Probably not mainstays in the local Rotary Club?
Southern Europe makes sense.
Erm, this amulet was recovered from one of the bodies.
The evil eye charm is rooted in Turkish superstition.
The idea is some people's looks have the power to harm
and the eye provides protection.
The evil eye features in dozens of different cultures.
Not this design. The Nazar Boncugu is specific to Turkey.
It's the logo of one of their leading airlines.
You're on fire, Anthony. He certainly is.
The stomach contents of the freshest corpse contained coffee and pistachio grains.
If you Google those two ingredients,
you get the Turkish speciality kakuli menengic.
This is Adile Kamal.
I can't take your call at the moment,
so please leave a message after the tone.
It's Brendan.
I need you to call me as soon as you get this.
It's about last night.
Sorry, John.
No, you're fine.
What does Turkish and criminals say to you?
It says we're jumping to conclusions.
About this being a crime? About all the victims being Turkish.
You're right. It's a best guess.
So we need to road test it.
Let's splash handsome's face around Green Lanes,
see if we can get a bite.
He might be Turkish, he might live in Green Lanes.
Are you serious?
Look, I'm just going with my gut.
You've taught me that. Right.
What have we got to lose except a couple of hours?
What's the matter?
Got some history up there?
Suit yourself.
No, you're right.
What have we got to lose?
After you, partner.
We're just trying to identify this man.
We're trying to identify this man. We need a name.
You know anyone around here who might know him?
No.
I've seen him before. He's a driver.
Like a cab driver? Like a chauffeur.
I don't know his name.
A driver for who?
Bad man.
In prison now, thank God.
Prisons are full of bad men. What's his name?
I forget. You forget?
How about your income tax? Are you on top of that?
What about fire regulations? Hm?
How would a spot check from my mate on the North London Health and Safety Executive, go down?
How would a spot check from my mate on the North London Health and Safety Executive, go down?
Nazar Kemal.
He drives his sister around now.
Nazar...? Kemal.
Kemal.
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