Where is my son? I don't know.
Don't lie, I know you spent the afternoon together.
Course you're a dealer, you're a Miller.
Stop what you're doing cos, believe me,
this place does things to a man.
Brendan, he collapsed in the cell on me.
Bye, Dad.
Mick Haines? Yep. Jaiden is trouble!
This is the police jumping on a little boy's lies.
I'll talk to Jaiden.
We've taken out the boss, now there is no opposition.
This is part of a turf war, and it will escalate.
I've been having an affair.
And now I've got to tell Mick and break his heart!
She loves you and I love her, and I can't bear what you're doing to her!
No!
This is not about Francesca. I've wasted too many years on her.
I've offered you a chance to protect your children
and you've said no.
I hope you don't regret that decision.
We are relying on you. I need you to hold it together for 'em.
I will, Dad.
Francesca Miller, I am arresting you on suspicion of murder.
Wait there for me, please.
Francesca,
we have a witness statement from Blake Fenner,
the driver,
that places you in the car at the moment Chris Pearson was shot.
Can you account for that?
No comment.
Did you know when he was going to be shot?
No comment.
What was it like when the gun went off?
Was there a lot of noise?
Just stay still, Fran!
Was there a lot of blood?
Officer, your questioning is bordering on the oppressive.
Francesca, do you have nightmares?
If there is any evidence that proves motive or that you
knew about the planning or the execution of this murder...
I will find it.
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Come on.
Make sure that you answer your bail conditions
because if you don't, that's a further offence.
Francesca,
during our investigation into the murder of Chris Pearson, we have
received intelligence that suggests you may be at risk of serious harm.
As a result, I am issuing you with a Threat To Life notice,
which I would like you to sign.
Obviously, we can't guarantee your protection 24-7,
but if you co-operate,
the police will take any steps to minimise the risk to you.
There's a body now, Francesca,
and Chris's men are going to want revenge.
I don't want anyone else to get hurt.
Don't sign, don't engage. She's just trying to rattle you.
It's good news. You're on bail.
Liam's been charged with murder.
Stan with conspiracy.
Paul's been released without charge.
They can't prove he had anything to do with it.
But you're free. Put it all behind you.
What the hell's going on?
Matt? Lauren?
Where are me family? Me kids?
Dunno, love. They're your kids.
Gavin Clive Allison.
You are charged with Section 18 - Wounding, Grievous Bodily Harm.
This was an unprovoked attack on the prison chaplain,
which occurred whilst you were on segregation for smuggling a knife
into the prison.
The chaplain sustained concussion
and a severe laceration to his face which required 25 stitches.
This case will be committed to Crown Court and, if convicted,
you are likely to receive a substantial extension
to your current sentence.
And since the defendant's last appearance,
further evidence has come to light in the form of a withdrawal
statement made by the Complainant, Jaiden Tanner,
in which the Complainant has confirmed
that his original allegation was fabricated.
Therefore, the Crown has confirmed that they are offering no evidence
and we would invite you to record a verdict of Not Guilty.
Mr Haines, please stand.
You are free to go.
Anyway, better go.
Kim.
Parking ticket.
What?
It... it runs out in a minute.
It was a mistake.
He was. Danny.
And I don't want you to imagine it was something it wasn't,
cos it wasn't, it wasn't anything.
It meant nothing.
And... now it's over.
Mick?
'Hi, it's Lauren, sorry I can't get to the phone.
'Leave a message.'
'Sorry I'm not available right now, leave me a message.'
Dad? It's me. Where are you?
I'm, I'm outside the flat. Have you got the kids?
The police have taken away my mobile, I don't know where you are.
Because God has chosen to call
our brother, Brendan, from this life to Himself,
we commit his body to the earth,
for we are dust and unto dust we shall return.
But the Lord Jesus Christ will change our mortal bodies to
be like His in glory.
For He is risen, the Firstborn, from the dead.
So let us commend our brother, Brendan, to the Lord...
Hello?
Matt? Mum!
What's going on? Are you out?
Yeah I'm out. Where's Grandad and Lauren?
They're in a B & B. Banks Hill.
The Regal, Room 10. Look, I've got to go, Mum.
Matthew?
Whose days are without end
and whose mercies are beyond counting,
keep us mindful that our life is short
and the hour of our death, unknown.
Dad, please, I won't stay long.
I just want to, um, talk to her. Well, both of you, and explain.
Can explain all you want.
Every word that comes out of those lips is a lie.
No, the police have made a huge mistake.
Our solicitor is sorting it out.
I'm closing the door now.
Dad, no!
Lauren, love!
Oh, come on, let me talk to her, please!
D'you know what this place is?
Emergency accommodation,
full of poor buggers who've got nowhere else to go.
Refugees, battered wives...
And the walls are paper, we can hear them crying at night...
and they can hear Lauren.
Dad, I'm sorry...
You chose this life, you pay the price.
Don't make your kids pay for you.
Come on, Dad, help me. I know I've messed up.
And I want to fix it.
I don't know how to make it better.
Do you care about your children?
You know I do. Of course I do.
Then leave them alone.
What you doing out here? You're missing everything.
Your Uncle Seamus just made a speech, it was really funny.
Was it the one about me dad and the dog?
Yeah.
I've heard it before. Heard 'em all before.
You still pissed off with me? For taking that call?
You had to. It were your mum... in prison.
Police station. Same difference.
I'm going to London with me mum.
Going to move down south.
What?
Why? Why d'you want to do that?
Cos there's nothing here for me.
Same old stories. You can't... you can't go.
Why not?
Please, Ash...
London's crap. It's full of cockneys.
I've spent 18 years with a dad who joked his way through life.
I want something better.
And I don't want any more police, or prisons
and I'm never going to get that...
not with your family...
not with you.
'Hello, this is Ian and I can't get to the phone right now
'so please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible.'
Hello, Ian, it's... it's me, it's... it's Harriet.
I, um, I, I've just got back from court
and I was wondering if you're all right.
Your, um...
Your face...
And I would very, very much like to talk to you.
So if you could, could you call me?
I'll get it.
Hi. Thank you. Is Daddy here?
Is he home? Yes, he is, he's home.
But he's a bit tired so don't rush in, bouncing off the walls.
Come here!
Daddy!
Hey.
Hey. Hey.
Hey, look at you.
Aaaah...
It looks worse, even worse than in the hospital.
Does it... does it still hurt?
No, can't feel a thing.
What?
Doctors gave me painkillers strong enough to fell a horse.
I'm not even sure I'm supposed to drive on them, but, um...
What... where are you going?
Fortunately, my friend's blessed with a rather large,
albeit draughty vicarage in the Lake District,
so I can... I can stay with him while I decide my next move.
Your... your next move?
The diocese are keen for me to transfer to an urban parish.
But... why do you have to leave the prison?
I suppose...
I suppose the other question would be,
why was I drawn to the prison in the first place?
Do you know what's at the root of most of the problems that these
young men have? Including Gavin.
It's an inability to control their emotions.
Y'know, call it what you will - impulse control,
anger management...
And I'm not so very different.
Oh, I don't understand.
When I talked to Gavin, be... before the attack...
I let my emotions for you cloud my professional judgment,
and I let Gavin down and I also let you down.
No, you didn't, you didn't let me down! I did.
You have made me happier than I have been for years.
Our... our... friendship, relationship, whatever, has been the best
thing that's happened to me since... since I don't know when.
That's the problem. We shouldn't be in a relationship.
I should've drawn you to God, not to myself.
I don't want God!
I want you!
And I want you.
But I can't.
I was in a position of... of trust and I crossed a line.
I was weak, I was lonely.
I should never have... I should never have allowed this to happen.
This isn't... this isn't fair. It isn't!
I'm not a bad person!
No-one's suggesting you are.
Then why do bad things happen to me?
Years of shit raining down!
A husband who falls off a cliff!
The loneliness that hangs on me every waking hour,
and now this?
My one chance of happiness and you're taking it away,
snuffing it out before it even has a chance.
Harriet, I am so sorry.
And I know it's painful and hard
to make sense of everything, but this is part of God's plan.
What?
It's like a tapestry. Only we only see the ugly back with the...
with the knots and the messy strands,
but God sees the beautiful front, the whole picture.
Do you really think there's a God?
Yes, I do.
Then why would he give me a son like Gavin?
D'you want some brown sauce? Or... or a beer?
I forgot to get some in but I can easily nip down to the corner shop
if you want. No, this is fine. Thank you.
Is it all right? Is it... is it cooked enough?
I only did it for a few minutes on the other side
cos I know you like it... Can you not?
What?
The questions and the staring.
Sorry.
Had weeks of it.
People watching me every move,
screws, blokes on the wing.
I just wanted it to be nice.
Yeah? Why's that?
You think this is going to work, do you?
You think all this is going to be fixed with a nice dinner?
I can do that.
Let me do it, Kim!
Let me take my plate into my own kitchen when I choose.
What's wrong with it? I feel sick, all right?
And I don't know whether it's too rich after all those weeks
of eating shit in there or whether it's you.
Whether every time I look at you, you turn my bloody stomach.
So what's this all about then?
This supposed to be our last big romantic date or summat?
Just saw a rat over there, so it's not. It's not romantic.
And it's not our last date.
Matt,
I've already packed, sorted my ticket, so don't... Don't what?
Don't waste your breath on whatever big romantic speech
you were going to ma...
What you doing?
What d'you think I'm doing?
I don't want you to leave.
I'm quitting dealing for good.
Are you serious?
I want to prove it to you, Ash.
I'm not...
I'm not a joker.
I don't want to lie to you,
don't want to bring trouble to your door.
It's over.
Look...
I'll chuck it. I don't need it any more.
Ay, ay, don't be daft! What?
It's worth a mint, that.
Flog it.
Take me somewhere nice.
Last favour I'm ever doing for you.
You lost it when you got your wife involved.
Liam, mate. Not any more.
This might make you powerful in here, but outside, you're nothing.
It's over... MATE.
I should never have listened to you.
What are you talking about?
We've done a terrible thing.
How many times? Pearson deserved everything.
Do you remember when we first started all this?
And you used to say, "It's all for the kids.
"We're doing all this so that they can have everything
"that we never had."
Every shipment, every deal. It was for them, yeah?
So they can have a better life.
So how does that work when we're both in prison?
We've been doing this for so long,
that we've lost sight.
We think it's normal.
Other people don't live like this, Paul.
They work and they save. They wash cars, they stack shelves.
And, OK, maybe they don't end up with a house in Spain
and a swimming pool and...
and private schools, but they're safe
and their kids are safe.
I want my family.
I want to hold Lauren,
I want to stroke her back, I want to stop her crying at night.
And I want to tell my dad that he was right.
And I want Matt.
I want to bring my son back to me
before it's too late.
We can't just lie about and do this all day.
Who said anything about lying about?
I'm actually quite gymnastic.
Oh, yeah?
Should see my pommel horse.
What the hell is that?
That is the tackiest thing I have ever seen.
Don't... don't say that. How do you turn it off? Turn it off! Please!
Ash, I'm sorry.
It's nice. No, it's not.
It's horrible, it's tacky... and my dad got it for me.
And I miss him.
I miss him.
Hey...
I got ya. Huh? I got ya.
Have you got anything to say, Gavin?
I hate you.
You hate me? And why do you hate me?
Why do you think? Cos you did it again.
You grassed me up.
And now me mates don't want to be me mates any more
and I'm... I'm stuck on the VP wing.
And you think this is all my fault?
See, the thing is, I... I don't accept it any more, Gavin.
I...I don't accept your blame.
I may not have been the best mum, but I did the best I could
and now you need to grow up...
and take responsibility for your own choices.
You're in prison because you hid a gun.
And now you're in here, you smuggled a knife in,
and you...
You hurt Ian.
You did all those things. Not me.
And I accept that this is a terrible place for someone
like you and it's made you the worst possible version of yourself.
But you still chose to do those things.
I hate you.
And I love you.
And that's why I'm doing this.
Doing what?
Leaving you.
I came in here today
to give you one last chance, one last chance
to look at me and say you're sorry!
Gavin?
You see, you might spend the rest of your life in prison
but that doesn't mean that I have to.
I...I... I can't.
I won't pay for your crimes any more.
Goodbye, Gavin.
Mum?
Mum!
Can I sit with you?
Yeah.
Was a lifetime ago.
You know all those... all those weeks in there,
locked up with them,
and they're just the ones they've caught, the ones we know about.
The rest, they're still out there.
Every time our Charlie goes for a swimming lesson,
every time they go on a sleepover...
You can't think like that.
I don't want to be the sort of man who thinks the worst of everyone.
I don't want that to be the thing that comes out of all this.
But it's hard, y'know?
How can I trust anyone?
Every... everything I believed in let me down.
The police, my job.
My wife.
You can. You can trust me.
Dad?
Dad? Lauren?
Oh, my God, Dad!
Oh, my God, Dad! Oh, God! Are you all right?
What happened?
Where's Lauren?
'Daddy... Daddy, it's me.'
'You have to send someone with £50,000 or they'll...
'they'll hurt me, Daddy!
'You listening, Miller?
'50k, 5 o'clock this evening.
'You call the police, we kill your little girl.'
It's all right, Dad. It'll be OK.
There must be someone... someone we can call.
You know what they'll do to her, you know that.
Paul, we're both inside.
Everyone else is fighting, or gone to ground, there's no-one.
How about Matt? No, no chance.
I'm not sending my boy into that.
You got anyone else?
Hello?
Dad?
Oh, my God. Hold on, what?
All right. Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, I understand.
Yeah, I'll leave now.
All right.
What's going on? Just need to pop out.
Where you going?
I won't be long.
We've got officers stationed at A & E with your dad
and we've got a car on its way round to collect Matt.
Unfortunately,
we can't get a trace on Lauren's phone.
Francesca, we are doing everything we can to find Lauren,
but you need to help us.
You need to tell us what you know and who you think has taken her.
The men who've taken Lauren are Chris Pearson's men.
We've been in a turf war with them.
Territories. Markets.
I...I don't ask and I don't want to know.
I was in the car when Chris got shot.
I didn't know it was going to happen, but I was there.
You were right.
It did get worse, it did escalate.
This is their revenge.
'Francesca's talking.'
We need to take out warrants on all members of Pearson's gang
and known associates.
And we need to find Matt Miller.
Everything you need.
Remember, you're just the courier. No heroics. A simple transaction.
The money for your sister.
Usually by this stage,
we'd be expecting to hear of a ransom demand.
Well, how are they going to get in touch?
You took me phone off me when you arrested me.
Is there any other way they could send a ransom demand?
What about your husband?
Is there any way they could get in touch with him in prison?
Don't protect Paul.
He's not the one in danger.
You on your own?
You got the cash?
It's all in there.
Hey, you know who this is, don't you? Paul Miller's boy.
Son and heir.
So what is it? Bob-a-Job week?
Where's my sister?
Come on.
Stand up!
Put your hands up!
OK, got the SIM Card.
Get in.
Come on, don't play silly buggers. In you pop.
Paul's SIM Card.
See? Paul received a ransom message from Lauren and then minutes later,
he made an outgoing call to this number.
That's Matt.
Francesca, I asked my officers to bring Matt in
for his own protection.
They went round to his girlfriend, she doesn't know where he is.
And there's no trace on that number.
Matt's a dealer.
He's got two phones.
We've got a trace on Matt.
He's heading south on the Shankhill Estate.
Where is she?
All right, mate, slow down.
I gave you the money, now I want Lauren.
That's the deal.
Jesus, Lauren!
It's all right.
Where are her clothes?
I want her clothes, I want to take her home.
Eh, clothes? What did we do with 'em, mate?
We're going. Whoa, what's the matter, sunshine?
Out of my way!
Think you're a player, do ya?
We've only just started enjoying ourselves.
You got our dad's money, so let us go.
Ah, yeah, Paul Miller.
I remember him.
The thing is, your old man messed up. We liked Chris.
He was a good boss.
Very popular. And we're a bit upset your dad took him out.
So you're not going nowhere, not yet.
Maybe you want to watch, eh?
Very playful, your sister.
You like our little games, don't you, Lauren? Eh? Don't you?
Out my way.
Don't be a stupid little boy.
He's not going to shoot,
he's not got the balls for it.
It's over.
You're nothing!
Come on.
Like your dad!
Jesus, Lauren!
No! No, no, no!
Go, go!
Are you OK? Who's been shot? Where's the weapon?
Come on, come on.
Police!
Help me.
Please, Ash...
Get inside, quickly.
Stay there. Just stay there. Don't move.
No, no, no. Don't touch me.
Um, um, get that newspaper.
Spread it on floor.
Stand on it.
Take your clothes off and try not to touch anything.
Thank you.
I'll get you some clothes.
Oh, my God!
It's all right. Oh!
Police! Police! Get on the floor!
Don't move!
Ah!
Don't move!
Matthew Miller, I'm arresting you on suspicion of murder.
You do not have to say anything but it may harm your defence
if you do not mention when questioned something
which you later rely on in court.
Anything you do say may be given in evidence.
Are you coming?
Come on, Dad.
We need ya.
I need ya.
Right then, Charlie, you going to hold this ball?
That's it, you can be football monitor.
Oh, I don't know about that!
All right?
Go on then.
All right, lads, we've got a visit.
See ya, Gavin.
'Dear Mum...
'I know you don't want to see me any more and you won't come
'and visit, but I'm sorry...
'I'm so, so sorry.'
'His mother bears him with hardship,
'and brings him forth with hardship...'
'She is the one that has made her womb a vessel for you...
'and nourished you from her breast.
'You have no option but to love her.'
Fran?
Did you see your brief?
And what did he say?
If I'm found guilty of murder by use of a firearm...
it could be a life sentence, minimum 30 years.
That will never happen.
You're going to go into court
and you're going to plead not guilty.
You're going to plead self-defence.
You shouldn't be the one who pays for this.
Your dad should never have got you involved.
You'll have to go back to your cell.
Is she coming?
Have you talked to her?
I sent her a VO call.
She wouldn't answer her phone.
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