[Tori] Your room is on the second floor.

Room 22.

Lift is just there.

-[guest] Thanks.

-[phone ringing] -[delivery person] Here you go.

-[people chattering] Can you cover me?

I really need to see my boyfriend.

-[keys clinking] -Tori, you horn-dog.

Go get it, girl.

Um, Ben, I-- I don't know how today's gonna go down.

It's the most dangerous thing we've done, and I might not get a chance to say this to you.

Not that I have a right to say this to you after how I've treated you, but the thing is... [sighs] I really think we should give us another go.

Because I love you.

Tori.

Tori.

-[scoffs] -No, Tori.

Tori, Tori, Tori.

Look, I didn't ask for the role of hysterical girlfriend, but your ex is wanted for murder.

You're hiding her in your flat, and you're clearly still together.

No, we're not.

Ben, I can't be part of this.

Just let me explain, Tori.

Please, let go of the door.

Let go of the door.

[seatbelt clicking] [car starting] -[horn honking] -[John] Rani, let's go.

We got a schedule to keep.

You're the one who laminated it.

Come on, we gotta break into a drug dealer's mansion by 4:00.

[♪ upbeat rock music playing] [Greg] Do we know where the safe is in the house?

[Ben] No.

All we know is it's behind a horse, or whatever that means.

Did you two find out anything about the security system?

Well, even if we can find the safe, stealing what's inside it isn't going to be easy.

We don't know the code.

And if we move the safe, then that triggers a motion sensor alarm, which triple-locks all the doors and bring shutters down on the windows.

[alarm blaring] If we manage to get outside, the garden gate and the walls have anti-climb technology, and the security guard carries a machine.

-A machine?

-Yeah, an iron.

-A gun.

-Well, say that, then.

Gabby and I don't know all the slang terms for guns.

-I do.

-No, you don't.

Yes, I do.

Burner, iron, ting, lang, joint, mac, gat, mash, mattic, Milly, glizzy, pole, stick, strap, wap, nine, rotty, botty, and Tum-tum.

Aren't those last three Teletubbies?

-What about popo?

-That definitely is.

No, no, "popo" is police, and they're called automatically.

Basically, our biggest threat is the security guy.

-[gunshots] -[bullets zipping] [Greg exclaiming] -[thud] -[Ben screaming] What a way to go.

Death by Tinky-Winky.

[Burgess] What's the big emergency?

I was in the middle of a particularly tricky Wordle.

Schedule's moved up.

It's happening today.

What do you mean today?

[Malaki] Plan's already underway.

I'm driving to London with Rani after she collects what she needs from her parents' place.

We'll meet the others at The Dean's crib.

They'll lift the hard drive, and it'll end up in a red toolbox.

[keys jangling] And when you step in, it can't look like we're working together.

[scoffs] What do you care what they think?

I told you, all I care about is me, but I don't wanna be left hanging out there.

So, once it's done... you force me into the vehicle.

And the deal's 50/50.

[♪ somber music playing] [Burgess] I was laying in bed this morning thinking about you.

Am I supposed to be flattered?

I was saying to myself... "Is he playing me?"

'Cause if you are, the next time your friends see you, you're gonna be colder than a snowman's [no audio].

Do you hear me?

[van chirping] Um, assuming we get our hands on this hard drive, what's to say it's not password-protected?

-Oh.

-[phone ringing] -Go for Diane.

-[Rani] Do you remember when we were in your store cupboard at Probation?

-You mean my office?

-Yeah, sure, your office.

You said the reason you don't keep notes on your computer is because... Criminals have logarithms that can hack any password in two minutes or less.

[Rani] Where did you get that information from?

-That is classified.

-Diane.

Fine.

From Nigel.

He works in IT at Probation.

Do you reckon if you flash Nigel some cleavage, he would write us a program to crack The Dean's hard drive?

Mm, I'm pretty sure Nigel's gay.

You know, he's very flappy with his hands, and he hasn't once checked out my arse.

But even if I can't turn Nigel's head, I know someone who might.

I'm on it.

[people chattering] [Rhona] In a few hours, The Dean leaves court a free man, and he'll be back slinging crack and smack.

And when someone ODs or some kid is caught in the crossfire, that's on you, -you bloody amateur!

-Call me that again.

Oh, and you'll what, amateur?

-Lucy, no.

-[Monroe] Let her go.

-Let go.

-[Rhona] Get off me.

You're done.

Like this case.

You understand, right?

You're done.

[sighs] That was exciting, wasn't it?

Could have sold tickets for that.

She's right.

I'll have the stink on me for the rest of my days.

[sobbing] I'm screwed.

Hey.

Come here.

[Haines continues sobbing] -[woman 1] Thank you.

-[woman 2] You're welcome.

-And?

-It's negative.

-Well, give it time.

-I don't have time, Greg.

That's the whole point.

I'm never gonna be a mom, and I'm gonna die alone and unloved like you.

Sorry, lashing out.

Bloody hormones.

You're not pregnant yet.

-No, fair point.

-Well, look, don't worry.

I'm gonna get you up the duff if I have to spend morning, noon, and night wanking like a safari park chimp.

-Okay?

-Thanks, Greg.

[computer keys clacking] Why have you baked scones?

Well, you said make an effort.

I said dress sexy, Mary Berry.

And what are you wearing?

You look like Andy Murray at Pride.

-Hi, Nige.

-Hi, Diane.

Have you met Stan, my new apprentice?

Alright, mate?

And "Alright, mate" to you, too.

Wow.

What a big one you've got there.

I mean, what is that?

Is that 34 inches?

38-inch ultra-wide.

I mean, I dream of getting my hands on that kind of girth.

Why?

Do you do a lot of gaming?

I mean, I like to play around, if you will.

Stan here, he's got a hard drive, and he's got a lot of, um, no-makeup selfies on it, if you catch my drift.

But he's forgotten the password.

How would he get back into it?

He'll need a decryption code that uses live memory analysis to extract the encryption key from the security partition.

Stop with the dirty talk, you minx.

And is that decryption code something that you might be able to write?

[scoffs] Easily.

'Cause the guys that design hard drives are lazy wankers.

But I don't have time.

[clicking tongue] Oh.

Pretty please, Mr.

Tech Daddy.

I mean, couldn't you just tap, tap away in your little hot Rick and Morty t-shirt?

Right.

What's going on?

No one likes this t-shirt.

Not even my girlfriend.

-Girlfriend?

-But you're gay.

-No, I'm not.

-Yes, you are.

You've got three lip balms in your pencil holder.

You change your jeans before they get itchy, and I saw you watching a video of a bald, muscly guy talking about rims.

That was Vin Diesel on Top Gear.

You've never looked at these once.

-I'm more of a leg man.

-Uh, hello?

Wait, are you trying to get me to write you a code by pimping this bloke out?

-Yes.

-Definitely not.

No.

Get out, before I report you to HR.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Are those scones?

-Homemade.

-With cream and jam.

Leave the scones here, come back in an hour -for your code.

-[whispering] Thanks so much.

And I'm gonna want your dongle.

What?

I said I'd flirt with him.

He's not touching my dongle.

Just quickly, just once.

Your USB dongle, to put the code on.

Your USB dongle.

Get your mind out of the gutter.

Come-- Sorry, Nige.

[♪ upbeat music playing] ♪♪ [Rani] That's the armed bodyguard.

[Malaki] Mm-hmm.

[engine rumbling] [car door opens] Hello, Professor.

[Tori] [on voicemail] It's Tori.

You know what to do.

[phone beeping] Hey, look, I don't know if you got any of my texts, but... my life is crazy complicated right now.

I want to explain.

Call me back.

[valve squeaking] [Burgess] So, what's the latest with you and Blue Balls?

I... k-kissed him and told him I loved him.

-How'd he take it?

-Unclear.

It was interrupted by his girlfriend.

Awkward.

So, what are you gonna do now?

I-I don't know.

What do you think she should do, eh?

She... she should let him go.

Why?

[Malaki] You and him are different people.

You broke his heart, so part of him will always want you back.

Which is why you should cut him loose, for his sake and for yours.

I-- I can't just let him go.

I... love him.

You also love all this mad [no audio].

That ain't Ben.

It's not me either.

I've-- I've changed.

-I-- I just want a settled life.

-Be real.

What's living for you?

Running a food shack... or running from bent cops?

[panting] [Ben] Rani, wait, wait, wait.

Does this stuff turn you on?

-What stuff?

-[Ben] Car chases.

The drug deals, the [no audio].

[Rani] Oh, come on.

You gotta admit, it's a bit of a thrill!

[Ben] We weren't ziplining, Rani.

Oh, my God, you're so boring.

[faucet gurgling] Victor!

Why is there no water?

My damn husband has a 56-grand fish tank, and I can't get one glass of the [no audio].

-Fix it.

-Right.

Yeah, so I just-- I just shoved the old rod down the drainpipe and, um, plunged the U-bend with the old, um, plunger.

That sounds like some good plumbing to me.

Whatever work you're doing means we got no water in the house.

You need to come and take a look.

Sorry, mate, I-- I haven't got the manpower.

It's kids, isn't it, these days?

You know, they're-- they're not interested in-- in plumbing.

Just wanna vape and talk about pronouns.

I mean, wait till their toilets overflow, right?

[laughs] [growling] You are taking a look.

Right now.

Yeah, alright, mate.

Stop right there.

Is it a weekend or a bank holiday?

What are you talking about?

A little something called the highway code.

Ever heard of it?

Rule number 238, drivers must not wait or park in restricted areas during the designated times, with the exception of weekends and bank holidays.

Now, do I look like I'm extreme caving?

Extreme caving?

Yeah, it's what I do on weekends and bank holidays.

You should see the kind of holes I've squeezed into.

Alright, um, Luigi, why don't you, uh, pull the van into this bloke's drive?

-Alright.

-No, you ain't doing that.

They can park there for ten minutes.

And I can issue them with a 130-pound fine.

[John whistling and clicking tongue] Wow.

Good luck with your water, mate.

Alright, fine.

Just pull up on the driveway.

-Pull up on the driveway.

-[Segway motor whirring] [♪ upbeat music playing] Okay, showtime.

[dog barking] [whistling] Inside.

[dog groaning] [♪ upbeat music continues playing] Found some plumbers.

-Okay.

-Okay.

[tap squeaking and clacking] -[faucet gurgling] -Oh, yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, I see.

Alright.

So, the water's not working.

Great.

Who do I make the check out to, Sherlock [no audio] Homes?

Have you drunk any unboiled water today, madam?

Of course I have.

Is that bad?

-[Ben sucking teeth] -[John and Myrna exhale sharply] -It's not good, love.

-[Ben] Mm-mm.

Um, don't worry.

Why don't we all go and we'll check all the other, um... -Taps.

-Taps.

Keep an eye on them.

Who the [no audio] is this?

Paul Blart: Mall Cop?

-[exhales sharply] -What do you want now?

[shushing] -Do you hear that?

-Hear what?

Listen.

Oh, this is bad.

-Are you the homeowner?

-No.

Okay, I'm gonna need you to get the homeowner out here, sharpish.

[♪ upbeat music continues playing] [softly] Horses, horses.

Horses.

Horses.

Horses.

Horses, right.

Not a chuffing horse in sight.

Ah, no water down here neither.

Gor blimey, Governor.

Lord love a duck.

-[John] "Lord love a duck"?

-[Myrna] That's how plumbers speak.

[John] Yeah, in Disney movies from the 1960s.

[doorknob rattling] [Myrna gasps] What are these plumbers doing?

[doorknob creaking] [door creaking] -[Victor] Mrs.

Mathieson.

-What?

[Victor] We have a problem.

What's the problem?

Police Community Support Officer Diane Pemberley.

Do you have air conditioning on your property, ma'am?

Of course, we do.

We're rich.

Even the dog kennel's climate-controlled.

And are these your AC condenser units?

I don't know, but if you need a plumber, there are three of them inside looking for taps.

[whispering] What if the safe is hidden in a secret compartment behind there, and is activated by a book about horses?

Look for anything about horses.

Black Beauty or Seabiscuit.

Yeah, yeah.

Or that other one, the one about the, um, horse trainer.

They made it into a film with, um... [fingers snapping] Robert Redford.

-The Sting.

-What the [no audio] has The Sting got to do with horses?

Robert Redford cons Robert Shaw into making bets on horses.

Oh.

So, Smiler, in his dying breath, told Rani the safe was behind a horse in hopes she would remember the plot of a film made 30 years before she was born?

You've never seen any films made from before you were born?

-Oh, my God.

That's it.

That's it.

-[Myrna exclaiming quietly] It's The Horse Whisperer.

[book clacking] Do you know what this is?

An iPhone that's three years out of date?

It's a sound meter app.

Okay?

♪ Ah ♪ That's 45 decibels.

[louder] ♪ Yeah ♪ That's 80 decibels.

Do you know what the permitted decibel level is for AC condenser units in this area?

This'll shock you.

I don't.

50 dB.

These are measuring at 53.

[scoffs] We might as well be on the runway at Heathrow.

[dog panting] Now, do you have planning permission for your AC?

I don't know.

Do we?

[exhales sharply] Ooh.

I'm afraid I'm gonna have to report you to the local authority, and if you don't have permission, they will issue an enforcement notice, and you'll have to remove your AC immediately.

What?

Why do you care?

I care 'cause this is how society breaks down.

It starts with avoiding planning permission or fly-tipping an old fridge.

But then before you know it, the mayor's hanging from a lamppost and there's gangs on three-wheeler bikes wearing leather jackets with the spikes on.

And you'll be selling this tight little yoga bod for baked beans and paraffin.

-Is that what you want?

-Huh?

♪♪ [sighs] [♪ triumphant orchestral music playing] [whistling] Hey.

Found it.

[Diane] Yeah, I might try hot yoga again, I don't know.

It's just so hot.

Anyway.

I am gonna have to report that, I'm afraid.

Or, how 'bout I give you £42.50, and you spend it at the bakery of your choice?

Are you trying to bribe a police community support officer?

[scoffs] I'll pretend I didn't hear that.

What I won't pretend I didn't hear are your AC units.

-[Helena sighs] -All sorted, me ol' china.

Wait!

You forgot your thingy.

Oh, right, yeah.

My thingy.

Thanks.

[footsteps receding] Follow that van.

Move.

[valve squeaking] Call him.

Now.

Call him!

[phone beeping] [line ringing] It worked.

We've got it.

-[laughing] -Headed back to Bristol now.

-[Burgess] No, you're not.

-Who's that?

It's Burgess.

He has a gun.

[Burgess] Pull in just up ahead.

Oh!

Please don't hurt them.

Then do as I say.

Move.

Stay where you are.

Only the bird gets out.

Take the toolbox out the back of the van.

Move.

Take the hard drive out of the box.

Bring it here.

How'd you know it was in the toolbox?

-Eh?

-How did you know the hard drive was in the toolbox?

Maybe I'm psychic.

Or maybe you should ask your friend here.

You-- you sold us out?

Toodle-oo.

Yo.

Yo, what are you doing?

[Myrna] You!

-Not so fast.

-[Malaki] Yo, yo.

We had a-- [grunting] [Malaki groaning] [groaning] Why, you snake!

You snake!

-[people clamoring] -[phone buzzing] Yes?

[Burgess] It's me.

Put him on.

Burgess.

Put him on speaker.

Tell me you got your hands on Taylor or Rekowski.

No, but I've got my hands on something way more valuable than that.

It was in a safe in your gaff.

-Have you been in my house?

-Me?

No.

But Rani Rekowski and her friends breezed in, and out again with a hard drive, which I'd say is worth to you, oh, 100k?

Oh, come on, don't be absurd.

If what I hear is right, if I hand this to the prosecution... you're not walking out of pokey today.

And how do I know you have what you say you have?

Call your missus.

Check it out.

Quickly, though, 'cause I'm en route to Bristol, and I can either hand it to your lawyer or the prosecution.

It's entirely up to you.

Toodle-oo.

Get my wife on the phone.

[The Dean] [on phone] Has anyone been at the house today?

Only some useless plumbers.

Why the [no audio] have you let plumbers in?

I needed water.

What did you want me to do, drain your koi carp pond?

[sighs] Alright, I'm in the bedroom.

What's going on?

That [no audio] drawing of a horse that Tilly did.

Just take it down.

[scoffs] You put a safe in our kid's bedroom?

Do you know how dangerous that is?

What next, a toaster in the wet room?

Can we save the domestic till I'm out of prison?

Just open the safe, woman.

Code is 0569.

[safe beeping] There's a hard drive.

Is there?

You sure?

Yes, it's in the safe you didn't tell me about, while my Cartier watches are in a shoebox in my knickers drawer.

Alright, just close the safe and put Victor back on.

[scoffs] -What's going on?

-Can you just for once do as I [no audio] say?

Don't [no audio] swear at me.

Victor, phone!

It's the lousy father of my dumb kids.

[♪ suspenseful music playing] [safe beeping] [phone ringing] So, do we have a deal?

[sighs] Nothing's missing.

Are you trying to play me, [no audio]?

I'm looking at it as we speak.

I have it right here.

Listen, I don't know what you have, but it doesn't belong to me.

What does belong to me, though, are your testicles, which I will be giving to my wife as [no audio] earrings.

[tires squealing] [no audio] [school bell ringing] [Gabby] I've only heard great things about your school so I am extremely keen to get my child onto your waiting list.

[headteacher] Well, that is wonderful to hear, Your Ladyship.

Tell me, how old is your child?

Oh, they're not born yet.

Children don't start with us until they're seven years old.

Yes, but I like to plan ahead.

But I can't really add a child to the waiting list before they exist.

I'm not sure if you heard, but I-- I recently won a rather large inheritance, and, uh, I do want to put a significant tranche towards supporting young people's schooling.

Do you have grass and clay tennis courts?

-No.

-Would you like to?

Shall we take a tour?

I would adore that.

-Ooh!

-[Greg] Is everything okay?

Oh, yes.

Oh, it's-- it's just the baby, probably getting excited about their new school.

-[chuckles] -Ow!

Oh, how alarming.

-Ooh!

-Why don't you rest here?

Yes.

Yes.

Oh, ooh.

[sighs] Would you mind awfully showing my baby daddy around while I just recover?

Of course.

-[Gabby] Mm.

-[Greg] What a shame.

I know you're itching to see the multi-faith prayer room.

Oh, I am.

Religion will, of course, be our kids' choice, but, uh, I am hoping for Buddhist, whereas you're leaning more towards Islam.

Peace be upon him.

This way.

I didn't hurt you, did I?

I felt like I might have hit you a bit too hard.

[Malaki] Yeah, the hitting was fine.

The kicking though, too much.

Duly noted.

[lock clacking] Mathieson.

-[whistle blowing] -[headteacher] And we had a complete overhaul of all the sporting facilities three years ago.

-Mm.

-We should probably get back to my office, -see how Her Ladyship is doing.

-Absolutely.

Just a few quick questions.

Do the children here play rugby?

-Yes.

-Okay, cricket?

-Yes.

-Lacrosse?

-Yes.

-Football, basketball, volleyball, baseball, softball, or dodgeball?

Yes, yes, no, no, yes, no.

[chuckles] -Quidditch?

-That's not a real sport.

That was a test.

Good lad.

[laughing] We probably should get back to my office.

-How about wrestling?

-No.

-Arm wrestling?

-No.

-Sumo wrestling?

-No.

Mathieson.

Mathieson.

Helena Mathieson.

-Karate?

-No.

-Judo?

-No.

-Kino mutai.

-Which is?

It's a form of Filipino self-defense.

No.

And forgive me, but we should... -[whistle blowing] -Ping-pong?

[line ringing] [phone buzzing] [sighs] -[phone beeping] -Liam?

No, this is Sharon, the school secretary.

-[Greg] Brontosaurus?

-[headteacher] Yes.

-Stegosaurus?

-Yes.

-Tyrannosaurus?

-Yes.

Our students learn all the dinosaurs.

D'ya-think-he-saurus?

No, that's just the punchline to a joke.

"What do you call a blind dinosaur?"

Another test.

Good lad.

I'm really sorry to bother you, Mrs.

Mathieson, but, um, little, um, Tilly, she's, um, well, she's in a bit of trouble.

Uh, she's been caught dealing.

Dealing?

Dealing what?

Energy drinks.

Yeah, she's been selling them to the other kids for five times what she paid for them.

Do you know where she'd get that kind of behavior from?

No.

-Nothing comes to mind.

-Right, right.

Well, Tilly will need to be reprimanded, so I'm gonna need you to come down to the school.

Why?

I pay you 12-grand a term so that from 9:00 to 3:00, she's your problem.

We will need you to come down.

Can you name all these old boys?

-Yes.

-Can we stand here -while you do that?

-No.

[Greg sighs] Oh!

How did it go, darling?

I wish you could have seen the all-weather sports pitch.

Oh, damn!

You know I'm obsessed with AstroTurf.

Did you take lots of photos?

Of course.

How you feeling?

Yes, good.

We really must be going.

We're seeing universities this afternoon.

-Gosh, you do plan ahead.

-Yes.

Well, well, well.

[chuckles] Have you even read Appendix 6 of the highway code?

What?

As everyone knows, the minimum legal tire tread depth is 1.6 millimeters.

Yours are measuring at 2.5.

-[Victor] So, they're fine.

-[scoffs] Sure.

Experts didn't recommend a minimum depth of three millimeters.

This car is a bloody time bomb on wheels that are too thin.

Now, I might let you off, but if you do this again, then you're gonna be losing more than your hair.

How did it go?

I told him if the risk of bald tires doesn't worry him, then maybe the risk of a 2,000-pound fine and three penalty points will.

N-No, how did it go with the hard drive?

Oh.

See you back in Bristol.

[siren wailing] [siren continues wailing] [siren continues wailing] Oh, come on, Haines, where are you?

[phone buzzing] [phone beeping] -[tone beeping] -Oh, she's not picking up.

Ow.

You can drop the act now.

It's not an act.

Something's... Ah!

Do-- do you wanna see a doctor?

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

[reporter] In a humiliation for the police, the trial of Liam Mathieson, known as The Dean, is expected to end today with the judge instructing the jury to return a verdict of not guilty, meaning Mr.

Mathieson is likely to go free within the hour.

[Rani] Oh, my God, this is taking way too long.

We need to go somewhere safe till it's done.

I got this.

[bailiff] In you go.

[sighs] -[spectator coughing] -[voices echoing] [phone ringing] -DCI Monroe.

-[Diane] Yes, hello, sir.

This is PCSO Diane Pemberley.

I'm trying to get in contact with Detective Sergeant Lucy Haines.

Do you know her current whereabouts, please, sir?

-Over.

-She's in court.

I need to get an urgent message to her, sir.

Over.

[sighs] What's the message?

[sighs] I am sorry I ever doubted you, ma'am.

I will live with that shame forever.

Also, evidence has come to light that exonerates your good self and Rani Rekowski, and incriminates Liam Mathieson, aka The Dean, and Met Detective Tony Burgess in murder, drug dealing, and other very illegal behaviors.

If you could get this message to the judge before The Dean is released from prison, please.

Sincerely, PCSO Diane Pemberley.

End of message.

-Diane, where is-- -Over.

Where is this evidence now?

[tires squealing] [computer chirping] [Ben sighs] [sighs] Ben?

Can we have a chat?

-[sighs] -S-So, what... do you think about us... giving it another go?

I do love you.

And I love you.

We can't be together.

Look, I'm wrong for you.

You're bad for me.

That is not true.

We all know you live for this crazy [no audio].

No, n-not anymore.

Rani, you are... a shooting star.

You're supposed to be out there, blasting off into the galaxy.

Me, I'm... I'm just a boring, old rock.

You know?

I'm meant to be here, safely on the ground.

With Tori.

Maybe.

-Do you love her?

-I don't know.

I kinda just met her.

But I have to give it a go to find out.

No, I've changed.

All this madness, I-- I don't want that life anymore.

What life do you want?

I don't... I don't-- I don't know.

But-- but not this.

Just-- just give us another chance.

[sighs] [computer chirping] [computer chiming] [♪ suspenseful music playing] [sighs] Ah!

-[groaning] -Okay, that's it.

I'm getting you to a hospital, okay?

[Gabby exclaiming] [Greg] Come on.

Yeah?

Sergeant Haines.

Sorry.

Coming through.

Official business.

Police community support officer.

I've got pepper spray and I'm not afraid to use it, so let me through, thank you.

Sergeant Haines, I know you're not bent.

That is a huge relief.

And, ma'am, I can prove it.

[clerk] All rise.

Who the [no audio] are you?

DCI Monroe.

Your friend, Diane, says you have something important relating to The Dean's trial.

She also said we don't have much time.

So, what do you have?

Proof of The Dean's whole operation.

Supply chains, money laundering, police pay-offs.

-Police pay-offs?

-Yeah, look.

There's your dirty Fed taking a bribe from The Dean.

[♪ suspenseful music playing] [Malaki groaning] [grunting] No, no.

[Malaki groaning] [hammer thwacking] [hammer dropping] You took your time.

Sorry, traffic's murder.

M4's like a carpark.

-[radio beeping] -Backup required at City Farm.

I've engaged with wanted fugitive Rani Rekowski and her accomplice, Benjamin Eastfield.

They are armed and dangerous.

[indistinct radio chatter] -[Rani grunting] -[Monroe exclaiming] -[gunshot] -[Ben groaning] -[gunshot] -[bucket clacking] There are occasions when the judge decides that the quality of the evidence is so tenuous or compromised that the prosecution cannot prove the offense.

I have made the decision that in this case, the defendant must be found not guilty.

Can you confirm that your verdict is one of not guilty?

I can.

Mr.

Mathieson.

You are free to go.

[♪ tense music playing] [panting] [gasping] [Monroe groaning] [Rani choking] [pot shattering] [screaming] [Rani exclaiming] [metal clanging] [Malaki gasping] -[Ben grunting] -[Malaki groaning] -[groaning] -[Ben] I got you, bro.

[continues groaning] [continues groaning] [Ben] [whispering] They're outside.

-[chair clattering loudly] -[gasps] [shushing] They're coming.

They're coming.

[door opens] Well, looks like you got yourself in a little bit of a pickle, ain't you?

What are you gonna do, hm?

What, you gonna say that I stabbed him too?

I am.

Another tragic case of Black-on-Black knife crime.

[Rani] And what does The Dean want you to do about me and Ben?

Kill us like you killed Smiler?

No need.

You're a wanted fugitive and her accomplice.

Open-and-shut case, isn't it?

Is there ever really such a thing?

Isn't it gonna be way easier to tie up the Smiler case if you have an eyewitness to his murder?

But you saw me do it, Professor.

You are the eye-bloody-witness.

What if I testified that I saw someone else kill Smiler?

Like who?

Rani, what are you doing?

She ain't selling him out.

She's bang in love with him.

Yeah, I am.

But he doesn't wanna be with me, so [no audio] him.

Rani, what is wrong with you?

You'll send an innocent kid to prison and feel okay about it?

I don't-- I don't think I'll feel anything.

Maybe that's why I didn't yawn.

I guess I am a psychopath.

He knows everything we did for The Dean.

The bribes, setting up Haines, killing Smiler, -the whole nine yards, right?

-He does.

So, what's to stop him telling all that to a jury?

What's that thing that you said in the hotel room?

Who's the jury gonna believe?

Young Black kid with criminal record or two white policemen?

[Haines] DCI Monroe.

This is DS Haines.

Is everything okay?

Everything's under control, Sergeant.

Just-- just stay where you are.

Mm, looks like we're running out of time.

Do we have a deal?

Not with a gun pointed in my face.

Oh, it's a dummy.

-She's lying.

-It's been made safe.

There's no bullets in it.

-[gun clicking] -She's lying.

Get back.

Get back or I'll shoot.

I'll shoot you.

[gun clicking] Now, we have a deal.

Cold-hearted bitch, ain't she, Blue Balls?

[laughing] This man is under arrest for the murder of Marshall Smiley.

Kindly cuff him.

-What are you doing?

-What's going on?

What is this?

-Do you know who I am?

-[officer] Keep still.

[Burgess] What's going on?

What is this?

[Monroe] [on video] So, what's to stop him telling all that to a jury?

[Rani] What's that the thing that you said in the hotel room?

[Burgess] Who's the jury gonna believe?

Young Black kid with criminal record, or two white policemen?

[officer] Come on.

Come on.

[♪ upbeat music playing] [chuckles] [sighs] [child] Daddy!

[all laughing] [Selforth] Liam Mathieson.

I'm arresting you on suspicion of perverting the course of justice.

Oh, [no audio], no, you're not.

Solicitation of murder.

-We're not doing this again!

-Accessory to murder.

Victor!

Victor!

Get him off me!

[screaming] [The Dean shouting indistinctly] [Selforth] Silence!

What's going on, Doctor?

Can I see her?

Yeah, you can go in.

[machines beeping] Oh, [no audio].

Did we get him?

We got him, bro.

Ah.

We did it!

[laughing] We did it.

Yes, we did.

We did it.

[exclaiming] Yes!

[♪ soft music playing] How are you feeling?

The doctor said I'll live.

And how are you feeling?

The pain was caused by implantation cramps.

What's that?

It's when a fertilized egg attaches itself to the lining of the uterus.

Which means?

I'm pregnant!

I'm gonna have a baby!

[laughing] She's having a baby.

She's having a baby.

-[Gabby shrieks] -[Greg laughing] She's having a baby with my spunk.

-Whoo!

-[Ben] Congratulations.

[Diane] Congratulations.

Hey, but I can't take all the credit.

You know, she-- she was quite heavily involved.

-The-- the bad boys made it.

-[Gabby] Ah.

-Yeah, they got there.

-[Myrna] Yes!

[♪ uplifting music playing] [people chattering] [indistinct chatter continues] Wait.

[♪ uplifting music continues playing] So, what gives rise to criminality?

As a criminologist, you will not only explore the mind of the offender, but the social and economic conditions which gives rise to criminality, so... I still don't understand why crimes are that big a deal.

-Yeah, but that's what we're here to learn about.

-Diane.

Diane.

-Yeah.

-Can I have a word?

-Sure.

-Just, um, just wondered if you fancy grabbing that drink?

Oh, with you, now?

Uh, yeah, just give me a minute, ma'am.

-Call me Lucy.

-Okay.

Oh, my God.

You'll have to get the bus.

Lucy wants to get a pint.

-Can I come?

-I'm afraid not.

It's probably more of a Cagney & Lacey kind of thing.

You know, crack open some cold cases, solve [no audio] them, and get a curry.

This is what you've always dreamed of.

Like, I feel like you're Lizzo, I'm your manager, and you've just won a bloody Grammy.

Yeah, well, I mean, if I was Lizzo, you wouldn't be my manager.

You know, maybe one of my entourage.

Yeah.

Access all areas?

Access some areas.

-Ready.

-Ah.

Hey, good work this week, by the way.

See you on Monday.

This isn't a lesbian thing, Diane.

I'm a demon for the [no audio] as well.

Alright, Lucy.

TMI.

[knocking] [clicking tongue] I heard the, uh, curry goat is good.

[chuckles] [exhales sharply] So, uh... I'm taking off.

Where are you going?

Oh, I don't know yet.

[chuckles] Or what I'm gonna do when I get there.

Well, you're young.

You still have time to figure it out.

Yeah, so... I thought I'd, um... say goodbye.

In person this time.

Goodbye.

I brought someone to see you.

Rani explained... how she kissed you, but you said it was over.

How you want to be with me.

[both laughing] Hey.

Look what I've been working on, right?

-The latest edition to the menu.

-Mm.

[Tori] Yes, Chef.

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