The Jetty

# My heart's in embers

# Lying post-flame

# But if this is how the fire feels

# Light me up again. #

This programme contains some scenes

which some viewers may find upsetting and some strong language.

So, Hap Lake.

Let me paint you a picture.

This place is stunning,

and I'm talking "pain relief for the soul" stunning.

You look out over the water

and you feel somehow connected with everyone who's ever looked at it...

..and everyone who ever will.

It makes you feel...mortal,

but not in a scary way.

Beautiful places still have darkness, though,

just like everywhere else.

And maybe they also have more to lose

in having that darkness exposed.

My name is Riz Samuel.

And I chase the darkness for a living.

What was that?

Don't move...

Oh!

Oh, God... Hannah?

Stand down, Detective Mum!

I'm just getting some air.

Do you want to die a premature and agonising death?

From cancer or homicide?

Either. Both.

I've been looking for that.

Have you been sleeping with it?

No.

It feels less safe without Dad, don't it?

If there'd have been an intruder, he'd have hidden behind us.

That's not true.

It was moths he didn't like.

Burglars he loved.

I know you miss him more than you let on.

Do I not let on?

He wouldn't like you smoking, by the way.

He wouldn't like you taking knives to bed.

Killjoy.

Yeah, my post on taking down

that armed assailant's getting a lot of love.

He was holding a hoover nozzle, Hitch.

Yeah, with intent.

Look, numbers don't lie, OK?

Oh, my God, you're so young.

I'm the same age as everyone else in the team -

it's you that's the outlier.

Outlier?! Yeah.

Cheers.

No parking over here. If you just back up, please.

Thank you.

Oh, wow, look at that.

End of an era.

Summer sailing club.

Used to be the Dinghy King.

My husband ran that club.

Your husband was Mariner Mack?

I just called him Mack.

Cowboy electrics, eh, Rob?

It's not an accident, Ember.

It's been done deliberately.

Who told you that?

I don't have to be told.

Brad Ashby's been threatening to do it since the auction.

He'll have got Liam to do it for him, or Ellis.

What, not Sheena?

No, women don't tend to be arsonists.

Well, it's 2024, Hitch,

women can be anything they want to be.

Excuse me, mate?

Yeah.

Look, I know he's your mate and that,

but we should treat him as a suspect,

just like everyone else.

Well, this is how I treat suspects, Hitch.

Like they're not suspects.

Ah! Right.

This is the start of big things for us, Ember.

A new life.

They've doused it in petrol and lit a match.

No attempt to cover the arson?

Well, they're making a statement.

I'm doing the entire refurb myself

cos I can't get any workers who'll cross the Ashbys.

The Hap Mafia?

Maybe it was an insurance job.

Well, I could fully understand buying a property

on this beautiful lake

and then realising that the locals are batshit

and reaching for a lighter.

Manning, I don't think this guy had arson on his mind.

Oh, thank you, Hitch's knob,

for that investigative insight.

Any chance of anyone collecting a bit of evidence here?

Not my job, ma'am.

Jesus.

You really think the Ashbys torched the boat hut?

Well, I really think they're capable of it.

Brad, Liam.

All right, Ember? Breakfast beers, is it, Arj?

I'm guessing you lot can account for your whereabouts

between the hours of one and three this morning?

Now, why would you ruin our breakfast

by asking us something like that, Ember?

Cos someone's torched the boat hut.

Oh, no.

That cardie-wearing wanker from London just spent

a fortune converting it, didn't he?

Rob Trent's accused you lot.

He has.

Rob Trent would put his granny in care

if he thought he could flog her house

to a tourist looking for an 'oliday home.

I heard you were outbid for the boat hut at the auction, Brad.

You can't have been too happy about that.

We were all at a lock-in here till gone three.

There's ten people who'll vouch for us.

What were you planning to do with it?

I'm struggling to imagine you teaching kids how to kayak.

Maybe we were planning on giving it back to Arj here.

Oh, I see, you've started a charitable trust.

Ember, is it true you had your first fuck

on the boat hut jetty?

Yeah.

Yeah, they put a blue plaque on it and everything.

See you later, lads.

I didn't know you were so tight with that lot.

Yeah, I spent most of my youth in there.

Oh, when, last week?

Karaoke, Scampi Fries,

Sheena Ashby in a low-cut top.

God, sounds like an anxiety dream.

Ember.

I'll follow you down in a minute.

OK.

All right.

Sorry about the boat hut.

It's just a building, Arj.

No, it was more than that.

It was a dream.

Me and Mack making a living out of something we loved.

Yeah, and you lived it.

How many people can say that?

Only, I've turned it to shit.

Businesses fail.

Like some fucked-up Midas...

Arj... God, I'm weeping like the grieving widow,

and you're out there in the world killing it.

Yeah, hardly.

New job must be going well.

I've hardly seen you, since Mack died.

Yeah.

Yeah, it's full-on.

Don't touch me, Ellis!

Go on, have a bit of that.

Let go! Oi! Ellis!

Get off her! Let go!

Dickhead.

I'm just messin' with you.

I'll, erm, I'll...leave you to it.

Yeah, we'll... We'll catch up, yeah?

You're such an idiot.

No more neglecting you, I promise.

Miranda?

Miranda!

Miranda?

Are you OK?

Who's that?

It's Ember Manning. Hannah's mum.

Yeah, I'm fine.

What was all that about with Ellis?

What do you want?

Did you know, on his 21st birthday,

Ellis got so drunk that he pissed his pants

in the back of a police car?

We call him Pampers Ashby.

You know, if there was one thing

I could say to my teenage self,

it would be that there isn't a problem that can't be faced.

Not a single one.

But some of them, you do need

a little bit of help with.

What are you even doing here?

I just... Just get out!

Now.

OK.

You know, arson can be a sexual crime.

A high proportion of sex offenders

and psychopaths have it in their back catalogue.

And then there was Ellis, manhandling his cousin.

Stepcousin. In what could be described

as a sexually inappropriate manner.

You're always looking for connections, aren't you?

I would say that is a facet of the job, Hitch, yeah.

Right, the boat hut was burnt down by kids fucking about.

Ellis was force-feeding Miranda a pasty,