What if luck is something
- you could own? - What?
Oh, did that... missing stripper...
of yours ever turn up?
Kayleigh's gone, JC.
I need to talk to Freddie!
She's gone! Listen to me! JC!
- You're still gambling, aren't you?
What?
I never expected to find you still here, Harry.
Why are you texting a dead man, Harry?
You can't investigate a murder if you're a suspect.
This is Kayleigh Fenchurch.
Yeah, I know who she is
but why is she next to my victim, Freddie Lau?
Because she was strangled, too.
Your father knew. He knew he was going to be killed.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Either she helps me get out of here or they're gonna catch me.
And I will not keep my mouth shut.
Whoever wears the bracelet is endowed with immense luck.
Well, that's shite.
Kevin Grey, stop! On your knees now!
Let's go. Go, go, go.
Original air date: 2016, January 29 Subs by mielb
Follow the lady, come on! -
Come on, let's play! Follow the lady.
Come on, ladies and gentlemen.
It's in the middle?
Who is in the middle? No? Come on, bet.
Bet, bet bet! Come on!
- Are you sure? - Yes, yes! Come on!
- Are you sure? - Yes.
Sorry.
- Try again? - OK, again.
Let's try again. So... follow the lady, OK?
Is it here?
Two, three... it's here?
-
- This one. - Sure?
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Are you sure?
- Yes, yes, come on. - Are you sure? Are you sure?
This is a cheat! This is a cheat!
It's a cheat!
This is life. Always.
Win some...
lose some.
We need to go.
Look straight ahead.
He's been in cold water
so we'd like to run some more tests.
If he suffered a concussion,
we need to know.
Despite being immerged,
his lungs are being clear,
his blood pressure's high.
Thank you.
My god! What a mess!
Yeah.
How is he?
- You're OK? - I'm fine. Honestly.
Ben, take it slowly.
They've given me a thorough gaze over.
Alright.
Thanks to you, hero.
You've been in a serious accident.
Why didn't you let them check you?
No, I'm going.
Give you a text.
We'll give you a lift.
I'm not going in a vehicle with you.
I should go to bed.
Thanks.
I can never get them myself as these.
All it takes is patience.
When are you going back to your meetings?
I've already started.
Going most evenings after work.
But not last night.
So...
What happened?
Nothing, just the usual.
That's two lies in a row.
Harry...
That was a rough night. I just... wanted to come and see you.
Dad!
Daisy! Hello, love!
How is that arm?
- Good. - Yeah?
-
Kevin Grey has been on the move for five hours.
We're viewing CCTV footage
but there's a lot of blind spots, so we have to concentrate on this...
Detective Chohan.
A word?
I see you're doing Harry's paperwork for him.
That's... dutiful of you.
Well, to be frank,
after what he did last night,
I thought he could use a break.
Yes, he did very well.
Harry's a great man for a crisis.
He's decisive, brave,
heroic even.
I mean, it's obvious why you admire him.
Very few of us could have done what he did last night.
Then again, even fewer of us
would have allowed that situation to develop.
It was... risky
what he did.
It is curious, don't you think?
All this chaos...
and as ever, not a scratch on Harry Clayton.
Something's not right here.
What's the simple solution to the Kayleigh Fenchurch and Lau murders?
That Kevin Grey killed them both because he was jealous
that Kayleigh left him for Lau.
Yeah, but if it was a simple crime of passion
why would Grey need a speedboat
and a plane to flee the country?
No, Kayleigh was murdered as a message for Freddie Lau,
but Freddie failed to listen.
Somehow Grey was... manipulated into killing him.
No mention of Kevin Grey on the paperwork.
Or any passengers.
Do we know where Grey was headed?
The manifest says Paris, Dubai and then Macao.
You speak Chinese?
Cantonese, just a little.
Oh, of course you do.
Must brush up on it myself.
The hire code is 26 Broadworth street.
The Green Dragon casino.
OK, so Lily-Anne wanted Kevin Grey out of the country.
But why this?
Why need a private plane? I mean, how many millions is this worth?
A walnut finish,
fancy upholstery...
Oh, Lily-Anne!
Where's Kevin Grey?
I've no idea.
Even though he was about to get on a private plane hired by you?
You mean the plane picking up relatives for my father's memorial?
Is hiring a plane a crime?
No, but stuffing it full of cash is.
Oh dear.
I'm afraid I must plead ignorant on that front.
Maybe just speak to the charter's company.
Lily-Anne,
did you force Kevin Grey into killing your father?
Detective Clayton, what must you think of me?
No, I don't think you did.
Someone else did.
Someone you're afraid of.
Lily-Anne, tell me where Kevin Grey is,
I can protect you.
I think we both know why you really came here.
There's tables upstairs, they're calling your name.
You know, Harry?
My father liked men like you.
Weak, broken men...
You reminded him of himself.
That's why he gave you credit.
And weak and broken as you are,
you abused that credit.
So now... I own you, detective Clayton.
You're mine to do it as I please.
Dismissed.
But you, my Lord, are a shield about me,
the lifter of my head.
I cried aloud to the Lord,
and He answered me from His holy mountain.
I lie down and sleep.
Clayton was definitely into Lau for a very large sum.
Everyone says so.
I want evidence.
Somebody out there has a record of this transaction.
- I'll keep looking, sir. - No.
No, that's not good enough.
Do you understand what I was sent here to do, Orwell?
I've come here to clean this rotten organisation from within
and I'm trusting you to work with me on this.
- Hi. - Good morning.
Is your daddy home?
Who is it, darling?
Yes?
I'm looking for Harry Clayton.
I've no idea where he is.
Perhaps I can come inside and discuss it?
Absolutely not. Who are you?
Well, another time then.
Have a nice day...
Anna.
Who was that?
No one.
Just go and get dressed.
Anna?
Why is there a bailiff at my door?
OK, I'm on my way.
Don't worry, I handled it.
But please, no more, Harry.
The new chief wants to speak to you.
You want to see me?
I have information that you owed Lau
a large sum of money.
Money that you could not possibly pay back
on a detective's salary.
Who said that?
You're not denying, then?
I'm not responding to some... rumour. Who told you that?
I like to protect my sources as much as you.
In any case, it doesn't matter.
But what would matter
is if you let Grey escape in order to keep the suspicion on him.
- You think I killed Freddie Lau? - You certainly had the motive.
I nearly lost my life trying to catch Grey last night.
Recklessness won't win you any points.
- I'm going back to work. - D.I. Clayton,
if you can't,
or won't...
find Grey,
Orwell will.
Orwell?
He couldn't find his face in a mirror.
Scrap everything you heard. I want to keep it tight.
I want you to start here, set a radius and just sweep.
Alright? Door to door. House to house.
No one's talking about Grey.
The street shout is all about Kayleigh Fenchurch's funeral.
Did you get anything from Lily-Anne?
No, nothing except a plausible denial. What's he gonna do?
Is he gonna search the whole of London, street by street,
in the hope of finding him?
Grey is in the wind.
Still can't believe they let him commandeer my map.
I've brought these pins from home.
Talk to me about you bringing-
Grey's getting out of the country quick and quiet.
Who could fix that for him?
Very good.
I don't know.
But I know a man who might. Come on.
Josie.
Boss, there's a certain smell of bacon in the shop.
Don't flirt, Josie, I'm a married man.
Jesus, Josie. I thought you meant the actual police.
Just have to have a quick word with my brother.
Take a look, around.
Did you manage to look into the... the thing?
Your wee bracelet?
Scrape test came back, inconclusive.
What does that mean?
The machine's buggered. Happens.
Rich, someone tried to kill me over this,
tried to chop my bloody arm off.
That's driving me a bit crazy.
That thing might even be...
powerful.
But how could she get it on in the first place?
Harry, are you on crack?
- Just find out what it is, will you? - OK. I will.
Is this cuneiform, Mr Clayton?
Oh please, it's Rich.
And... yes, yes it is.
Yours for only 200 grand.
You must know how to get your hands on things.
Well, I've got that reputation.
Great, you can help us then.
We're looking for Kevin Grey, a murder suspect.
We believe he's in imminent flight risk.
What's that got to do with me?
If you needed to flee the country without being traced,
how would you do it?
I...
have no idea.
I mean, I might know some back channels
for a few things, but... professional ethics, and all that.
OK.
We'll try somewhere else then.
Good luck.
Just one more thing.
That's a Babylonia Museum mark.
So unless you've got paperwork, it's been looted.
And since you're not involved in anything like that,
I know you'd want us to call the Iraqi embassy for you.
Professional ethics, and all that.
Rich, I didn't properly introduced you.
This is D.S. Chohan.
She's...
very good.
You need a fake passport and transport.
I've heard of one in the Garden
that there's this new guy.
Follow the lady, come on.
-
The cards are a distraction.
Why else do it here?
See?
I'll get him, you get the card guy.
No, wait.
Let's test us on.
Are you sure?
Follow the lady, eh?
She's here? No?
Here?
Choose.
Let's play again... Yeah?
And I'll beat you this time.
- I'll give you four to one. - Four to one?
Yeah. OK?
- OK. - OK?
Just follow the lady, eh?
Choose.
How do you do that?
Let's play again.
But just play, no bet, OK?
- OK. - OK?
Choose.
Come on, choose!
How do you do that?
Police!
Well, what do we do now?
Like I said, cards are just a distraction.
Hello?
Well, if it isn't Barry the wizard.
- How you doing, big man? - Ah, Clayton.
Not a social call, I expect.
Alas, no.
Listen, what can you tell me about the phone I'm calling from?
Can you give me the name of the owner, an address?
No. It's prepaid, purchased near Tottenham Court road.
Looking in my maps...
It shows up most in a mock-up garage...
it's in Bermondsey.
OK, text an address to me, will you, Barry? Thanks.
OK, will do. Hey, nice to...
Right, let's follow the lady, shall we?
Hello.
Nice place you've got there.
Interesting stuff.
Oh!
The Green Dragon.
Thanks.
Immigration's been all over you.
How did you beat me?
Ah, customers.
Kevin Grey.
This man's wanted for murder.
Where is he?
- How? - We need to know tonight!
No?
Tell you what,
why don't I... call some of the contacts in your phone, eh?
Ask them a few questions,
try not to make it too obvious that I'm police?
You may even survive the night.
- How did you beat me, man? - Where's Kevin Grey?
Tell me.
OK.
You tell me where Kevin Grey is,
I'll tell you how I beat you.
Yeah, he called me.
And he begged like a dog.
So I got him a space, in a storage crate on a ship to Greece.
It leaves Portsmouth at noon.
I don't know where he is now but, that's where he'll be tomorrow.
Now tell me, how did you beat me?
Eh, you can't leave me here!
You lied to him. He didn't have a tell.
His cheat never twitched.
No, it didn't.
So, how did you do it?
Don't leave me like this! Come on! Don't leave me like this!
What are we doing with him?
He'll get out eventually.
Let him play for now.
Besides we put a shiny new source for ourselves.
A guy that can fake passports
and find transports available on demand.
Yeah?
Our info's that Grey will be in a storage
leaving Portsmouth docks at noon tomorrow.
Just let you know we'll be there to pick him up.
What's Orwell got?
I haven't caught up with him yet.
Good work, Harry.
Harry got there first.
Tired of all this... talk.
I'm going to get you something you can take to Internal Affairs.
Soon.
I hope so.
When Clayton's gone, I'm gonna need somebody I can trust.
I am your eyes and ears, sir.
OK, so there's a train at 8:36 in the morning.
Great. So, having some dinner? Pint?
You're gonna see Ben.
- He said he needed rest. - Yeah, that was in front of me.
Go and... tuck him in.
I can't believe I'm getting advice on my personal life from Harry,
"Lose my house in a card game", Clayton.
Right...
I'll see you tomorrow morning at Waterloo then.
Alright. Just after eight, OK?
By which stage, my private affairs will be 100% in order.
We're closed tonight...
Out of respect.
I've got a line on Kevin Grey.
Thought I'd give you the chance
to tell me anything you know before he does...
since we're such good friends.
And what would I know?
Who convinced Grey to kill Lau?
Your view of the world is very dark and twisted, detective.
Whoever was trying to force Lau out got to Grey.
Lily-Anne? Someone else?
You can tell me...
or Grey will.
The girl he was crazy about was found in the Thames.
Grey blamed the guy who took her from him.
But then he just happened to try and board a plane hired by Lily-Anne?
If you have a charge,
why don't you put the cuffs on me and we can cha-cha?
If not, I have Kayleigh's funeral to arrange.
There.
You're very welcome to attend.
If you can find the time.
Hi.
- Hello. - Look, last night made me think...
I mean, there's a lot of problems...
We work together,
I'm Hindu, you're nothing,
I support the Spurs, you're a bloody gooner...
And we're both a bit new with cranky emotions.
But I've decided that we're going out now. Officially.
Cause I might love you a bit.
And I think you love me a bit back.
Mainly cause you're not stupid.
OK?
OK.
God! That was awful.
Say, can I come in and get naked with you, please?
What is it?
Hello, dear.
You must be Ben's mum.
Come in.
My little boy's got...
very bad eyesight.
A few months, he'll be... bu... bu... blind.
Phil, stop looking at your phone.
She's mmm...making me fall asleep.
There's a new treatment in Prague.
And they just won't do it here but... I'll try anything.
So my mum's cashed in her icy savings to pay for us to go,
but I c... ca... ca...
I lost it all.
I love my son... so much.
But I f... fa...
I messed everything up.
Again.
So that's it.
Harry...
You haven't been here for a while.
Do you want to share anything?
Hello, everyone. My name is Harry C.
I'm a compulsive gambler.
I haven't placed a bet for...
four days.
Hi, Harry.
You're all making me feel so old.
Didn't realize they let toddlers do bets.
Is there a reason you come back?
Someone asked me a question the other day.
What if luck was something you could own?
What if someone gave you something that made you... really lucky?
Something that caused amazing things to happen.
I'd get rid of it.
What if you couldn't?
It's mad. I know, it's mad.
Harry, this is your disease talking.
Go home. Write everything down.
Winnings and losses.
You'll see exactly what this charm of yours is costing you.
And we're on!
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Thank you.
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We're about to start the race.
One minute.
One minute now.
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Six's still last -
I'll swap you.
What?
Swap tickets. I got number 1.
You know what? Yeah.
-
There seems to be a problem with the hare.
The dogs are all falling out except for 6,
6 goes on, it's the last bend...
6 enters the last straight and 6 crosses the line.
Did you fix this?
No.
Due to a mechanical error, the race is void.
All bets are cancelled.
Return your tickets for refund.
Yeah, well.
You can thank your lucky stars, mate.
Harry.
You!
What do you think you're doing?
That bracelet's not for playing games.
What is it for?
You know... what it is.
You felt its power.
Really? Why did you give it to me?
To shine a light in the shadows.
What?
You have to go. Now. We have to run, trust me!
Harry?
- Harry! - He tried to kill me.
Luck like this has its price.
Do something good with it!
Morning, Chohan.
- Is that the walk of shame I see? - Please, stop talking.
- Ah, young love, remember it well. - Shut up.
Endless hours of poetry, baths, stubborn rash...
What train are we on, the 8:36?
A-ha.
Did you get our tickets?
Yes, mum. Got them here.
8:36.
Wait.
Kevin Grey loved Kayleigh Fenchurch.
He's not gonna be in our boat. He's gonna pay his respects.
We have to act on our information. It's too big a risk.
He's gonna be at Kayleigh's funeral.
This is our one chance at catching him.
Trust me.
This is something I wrote.
"K" is for krazy,
the times we had together.
"A" is for amazing,
the memories that will live with me forever.
"L" is for love,
which is what I felt for you.
"I" is for intelligent,
the jokes that made me laugh.
"G" is for gorgeous...
- He's not here. - you even looked good in a bath.
He will be.
Hold on, I'll call you back in a second.
Hello.
Harry, where are you?
Just pulling into the harbour station now.
Anything
happened on the journey?
No.
Listen, I can't really talk.
We're getting a bit close, time-wise.
Indeed.
Well, I look forward to see you when you're back at headquarters.
Come on...
Here's a tissue, sweetie.
This is a funeral, detective.
Have you no shame?
You know, I thought the authorities back home were stupid,
but not even these hairy good feetless would be so idiotic to expect
a fugitive... to attend the funeral of his victim.
Ladies and gentlemen,
our boys and girls in blue.
What's happening now?
Nothing.
I can't believe I didn't get on that train.
We've blown it.
Doesn't make sense.
I'm sorry.
I hate these places.
Oh God! Oh no!
It's alright, boys.
I'm gonna get us out of here.
Jesus! Come on!
Get your seat belt off. You can do it. I'll take care of Frank.
- Go! Go! - Mummy!
Go, Harry! Go! It'll be fine! Go!
You're OK?
I haven't been to a funeral since I was five years old.
My brother... my twin brother and I were in a car accident.
My mother was driving.
I was OK, I got out, but they...
I spent the entire service hiding underneath a pew.
I could feel everyone looking at me,
thinking: maybe it's his fault?
I'm sure they weren't, Harry.
Maybe they were just wondering why you were hiding underneath the pew?
Grey can't face the family.
Not if they thought he killed her.
Kevin...
Kevin, don't.
Kevin, don't!
- Grey! - Stop!
- You're OK? - Go!
- Take him and give me five minutes. - We need to have a drink.
Yeah, I know.
Hi, Steve? What's going on?
Train crash, Harry.
We were meant to be on that train.
You're a lucky man, Harry Clayton.
We're getting raw images coming in from today's rail incident.
There are currently around
40 injured reported,
no fatalities have been confirmed as yet.
15:35 on April the 3rd.
Interviewing the suspect Kevin Grey
are D.I. Clayton and D.S. Chohan.
Noting that the suspect has agreed to be interviewed
without having a lawyer present.
Can we hurry this up?
Have you got somewhere to be?
Who told you that Freddie Lau had killed Kayleigh?
Or why else would you have murdered him?
You thought Freddie had taken the life
of the woman you loved.
I know Freddie didn't do it.
I did.
Sorry?
I'm pleading guilty for both murders, your honour.
We're not charging you for Kayleigh's murder.
Why are you lying?
Mr Grey?
I'm here to represent you.
- Who are you? - Your solicitor.
Interview suspended at 15:36.
- Who send you? - My firm.
- What are you doing? - My job.
Can we just be professional about this?
We're still a married couple, remember?
- We both can't work on this case. - Well, then why don't you go home?
Next please.
How is your son?
3,80 please.
Yeah.
Here.
Keep the change.
- This is thousands. - Take it.
Only for trip expenses, right?
I can't.
Please.
I don...
- I don't want charity. - You'd be helping me.
Honestly.
That's not for you or me.
I wanna come back here.
I wanna see photos of your son playing football in the park.
Don't let me down.
Thank you.
What's up?
This is just between us.
It puzzles me that Harry put you both in danger to catch Grey.
Yeah but we caught him, didn't we?
And he's done what no one else did.
Also, you know as long a proper nail say?
I do.
But please, rest one day...
I'm just wo...
How about you stop talking about Harry when you're in bed with me?
I should get my iPad
and we can watch "Modern Family"?
Why don't you do it later? I feel a bit tired.
-
Ben, are you OK?
Yeah, I just need...
- Suri. - Harry!
It's Ben!
He's... He's...
- What? - I just called an ambulance.
I'm on my way.
We're nearly at the hospital.
We're getting there.
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