Code of Silence

Driver's phone just went off.

What? What? What happened? They're switching the SIM cards.

If you can't read their phone messages,

then you're not gonna know when they're gonna meet. So...

We'll find another way.

Did you, or did you not,

follow the rules we gave you?

Sarah doesn't like me changing numbers.

Sarah?

Argh!

Have you been working at The Tap?

Hi. Hi.

I mean, of all the places, Braden Moore owns The Tap.

You've risked the entire operation.

Four shots. WHOOPING

Good morning. I have an appointment.

You understand how dangerous this is, becoming an informant?

What are you doing?

Am I late?

No, no, we're early.

How are you?

I'm good.

Yeah? Yeah. I'm fine.

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Now that you're working with us,

it's better that we meet away from the station. OK?

Why are we meeting?

Who is this?

A person of interest. Have you seen him at the pub?

No. Why do you wanna know?

We just need to know if you've seen him.

We think the gang might have been in contact with him,

and that worries us.

But we really can't tell you anything else.

OK. I will look out for him.

Yeah? Just while you're doing your normal duties at the pub.

Don't put yourself in harm's way, OK?

Has something happened?

Er...

Do you...? OK, the other day, Braden and Liam, they took my phone.

They took your phone? Did they see anything?

No. No. I always delete our messages.

You know you don't have to do this. There must be other jobs you can do.

No, no. I have to do this.

I cannot go back to scraping that oven.

I'm OK. I know what I'm doing. OK.

Text me any time.

All right. Go easy, yeah?

And remember that face.

Thank you.

Alison.

The password's 2-7-9-1. Help yourself.

I'm sorry.

Look, I was an idiot.

Yeah. I still am.

Yes, you were. Can I explain?

Explain what, exactly?

We've got a bit of business we need sorting, don't we, Manc?

DOOR CLOSES

Mark...

Yeah? My mum just texted me,

and she's locked herself out, and she needs my keys.

Oh, what you standing around for? Go and help her.

Thank you. And I'm so sorry.

No, it's OK. No worries.

Four on every floor. At least.

Shame you can't manage them.

MUFFLED SPEECH

Hey, don't shit yourself.

I've got it covered.

And inside the vault...

MUFFLED SPEECH

He's done this before.

He'll need detailed specs.

He will. But for now, we've got these.

They don't hold back, do they? First time I've seen a photo.

Worth the effort, right?

Joseph, I know you don't wanna keep going back, but we need to.

Speak to your insider.

SHE MOUTHS

MUFFLED SPEECH

PHONE VIBRATES

PHONE CLATTERS

PHONE VIBRATES

VIBRATING CONTINUES

VIBRATING CONTINUES

VIBRATING CONTINUES

Are you OK? Yeah.

Are you sure they didn't see you? Yeah, I'm sure they didn't see me.

I told you not to go out of your way to watch them.

Yeah, but you told me to look out for the man in the photo,

and I thought they might be meeting him.

I was very clear.

Alison, it's my responsibility to keep you safe,

and if you're not gonna play by the rules,

then this isn't gonna work.

Do you understand? Yes. But this is what I got.

"Llama treasure plates"? Yeah.

Live subtitles do this all the time.

You get used to it.

The app works by sorting the sounds into nearest phonetics,

so "llama treasure plates"...

Is that right, Alison? "Llama treasure plates" could be...

Pressure. Treasure. Treasure. Pressure.

Pressure plates. Maybe llama could be "alarm".

Alarm is good. Alarmed pressure plates.

That works. What about the next bit? "Person lies ash waves".

Personalised.

Personalised, but "ash waves"...

Personalised. But "ash waves", I don't know.

So, if the pressure plates are on the floor... Yeah.

..ash waves could be "pathways".

Ah.

This bit's clear.

They're using weight-sensitive vaults

and dealing with high-net-worth individuals.

They need help from an insider.

They're trying to arrange a meeting, can you see that?

And your app thinks the meeting is at...

.."eye centre dense rude".

Any guesses for that one?

Didn't think so.

OK, so, guys, Ben, Nia, absolutely critical

that we are at that meeting, yeah?

So all hands to the pump,

trying to decode where the hell that is.

And who is this insider that they're meeting?

Let's try and figure that out, yeah? Yes, Sir.

Yeah.

This is way beyond anything we could have asked for.

This is brilliant.

Oh. Thank you.

OK.

And in the meantime, while we're trying to figure out the location...

Keep an eye out at The Tap?

Anything you can get, we appreciate.

Go on.

'Hello. This is Joe from Access to Work.

'I'm just calling to let you know we've received your application,

'and the current wait time for an assessment

'is 16 to 18 weeks, whereby you will be assigned...'

Just give me both barrels.

Well, how do think it feels

for a woman to be alone with two men

while they're looking through her phone?

Violating, I'd imagine.

Yeah.

I'm sorry that Braden scared you.

No, HE didn't.

I fucked up. No excuse.

For me...

..trust, it don't come easy.

Just... Just let me explain.

Are you working with Braden?

He's involved in my new work.

I owe him. He's letting me stay in his flat.

OK. Good luck with that.

Please.

Just one drink.

I'm sorry.

Well, we're closed.

I have a few tinnies at mine.

You spoil me

Don't expect much.

Yeah. Tinnie?

Yeah. Yeah.

Thank you.

To second chances?

You said you were going to explain.

So... why don't you tell me about you, then?

What do you wanna know?

Why you don't trust people.

All right.

I know what it's like to be scared.

I haven't seen my dad for years.

But... he left a mark.

Several, actually.

Sometimes, I think I see him in the street.

Can hardly breathe, you know?

Getting ready to, like, run or fight.

So, where is your dad?

He fucked off when I was a kid.

And then I ended up just pinballing between foster homes.

I've calmed down a lot since then,

but whenever I meet someone who gives me the time of day,

I'm still like...

"What's wrong with them?"

And then I met someone like you.

ALISON LAUGHS

You know, you have beautiful eyes.

LAUGHS

So now you're pissed.

Doesn't make it any less true.

You know, apparently,

every iris is completely unique,

like a fingerprint.

Really?

What makes you think of this stuff?

You.