MAN: C.I.D.

from control.

Yep, go ahead.

MAN: Serious assault.

12 Haverley Square.

-Ambulance in attendance.

-Shit.

All received.

We're on our way.

Thank you.

-What?

-That's where the boss lives.

[ Engine revs ] [ Siren wailing ] Boss?

[ Police radio chatter ] What's going on?

So, I'm unpacking the shopping.

Uniform arrive.

Shit hits the fan.

Okay, do you know the victim?

To wave at.

Married, a daughter.

You know, a nodding acquaintance, basically.

Okay, do you want to take the case?

I don't have to, but I don't see there's an alternative.

Someone shat on my front doorstep, haven't they?

Jonathan Moxton, barrister.

Found naked.

Hands tied behind his back.

With a pair of ladies' underpants on the pillow next to him.

-So... -WESTON: Jesus.

Victim being koshed on the head with a blunt instrument.

He's on his way to A&E.

He's unconscious, but he's breathing.

-Sex game gone wrong?

-Maybe.

Mm?

Is it a particularly kinky neighborhood?

-Thank you, Jack.

-Okay.

Check for laptops, phones, iPads, that sort of thing.

-Point of entry, Jack.

-Okay.

Cool.

I was literally just putting the key in my front door when I hear a scream.

It's a man's scream, so I come over to check out what's going on.

I got upstairs, and that's where Jonathan was -- in the bedroom.

He was naked.

He was tied up with a belt on his hands.

And he had something in his mouth, like, um... like a sock or a rag or something.

Someone had gagged him.

So I pulled it out.

I was checking his breathing.

He wasn't breathing.

So, um, I was trying to... STEELE: Do you know Jonathan personally?

He's a neighbor.

I live there.

That one there.

But other than being a neighbor, do you know him personally?

Would you say that you're friends?

Neighbor.

Have you been in his house before?

-No.

-Do you know his family?

Uh, I know his wife's called Tanya.

-I don't really know her.

-Okay.

I'm going to ask you to come back to the station with me.

You've obviously got a lot of blood on your clothes.

-You gonna take my clothes?

-Get you cleaned up.

Just because you might have DNA from whoever the perpetrator was.

So, I won't be long.

[ Siren wailing ] -Mrs. Moxton?

-Yes.

Martha Bellamy.

I'm Detective Inspector on this case.

-Hi.

Hello.

-Do you want to have a seat?

-TANYA: Yeah.

-Let's have a little chat.

Talk me through the day, all your movements to this point.

Uh...I got up as usual.

Around 7:00.

Got Danni ready for school.

Did the school run, and from there, we just...

I went to the shops, picked up a few bits for dinner.

Yeah.

And I know you've got a little girl, haven't you?

Yes.

Danielle.

How do you know I've got a little girl?

Sorry.

I'm actually -- I live near to you, so I do know the neighborhood.

Somebody called an ambulance, and the guy's name is Saul Hammond.

Yeah, we know Saul.

You know, he's not very well.

-What do you mean?

-Well, he's mentally ill.

Right.

The council want to sell off the hostel.

And we've been petitioning to keep it open.

Obviously, it's our home.

It's where we live, and... Jonathan chips in, he pipes up.

He wants to help out.

He wants to help us campaign.

He's a barrister and that, so he can use his legal background to, you know...

I never trusted him.

I've never, ever trusted him.

There was one meeting.

Everything hinged on this meeting.

And he didn't turn up.

He was playing us along.

Do you think he missed the meeting on purpose?

Of course he did.

He's a barrister.

We pulled down the house prices.

Us living in that hostel brings down the house.

Why would he want us there?

I said that to everyone.

Why would he want us there?

STEELE: Did you go and speak to Jonathan?

-Yeah, I spoke to Jonathan.

-And did you argue?

-HAMMOND: I shouted.

-So you'd say it was an aggressive confrontation?

I was angry.

I was angry.

-Would you say it was violent?

-You're now asking if I did it.

Did I get angry enough to do it?

No.

Saul, that's not what I'm asking.

What are you asking me, then?

Why are you asking me?

WESTON: Charlie.

A quick word?

-I tried to save the guy's life.

-Thanks.

HAMMOND: I tried to save him.

-You okay?

-STEELE: Yeah.

WESTON: You feel safe in there?

Yeah.

I feel fine.

Saul Hammond's a paranoid schizophrenic.

He didn't do anything violent or anything like that?

No.

He's been a little bit agitated.

Understandably, I think.

-But I've got it under control.

-We can't do another interview until an appropriate adult arrives.

So I've got some woman from the hostel.

A woman.

Sadie something.

Sadie Burns.

She's coming down.

She's gonna be here at 10 past.

Can you go and wait in reception for her?

STEELE: Oh, come on!

Charlie, he's a paranoid schizophrenic.

Okay?

You can't believe a word these guys say.

-No, I don't think -- -I've asked you to do something.

-Will you please go and do it?

-Sarge.

[ Sighs ] [ Siren wailing ] I am gonna have to ask you, um, to identify some underwear that was found at the scene.

Um, these were found in the bedroom near to your husband.

I just need to know if those are yours.

They're mine.

The reason I'm asking you is because... uh, it appears that there was some sexual act around the time that he was attacked.

Sorry?

That's crazy.

I mean...

Were you aware of Jonathan seeing anybody else?

You really are something, aren't you?

[ Voice breaking ] My husband is lying in that next room.

And I don't know whether he is gonna live... or he is gonna die.

And you're trying to tell me that he was having sex with somebody else.

Talk about pick your moments, Officer.

Really.

[ Sniffles ] -STEELE: Jack.

-WESTON: Yeah.

Saul's appropriate adult, Sadie Burns, -has arrived.

-Great.

Uniformed officers were called to an incident at the hostel -three months ago... -STEELE: Okay.

when Saul Hammond became violent.

Therefore, I think it's possible that Saul Hammond has attacked Jonathan Moxton, particularly if he's off his medication.

STEELE: You sound like you've made up your mind about that.

No, paranoid schizophrenics are capable of anything.

Hi, there.

My name is Detective Sergeant Jack Weston.

-Your name is, again?

-BURNS: Sadie.

-Sadie?

-BURNS: Yeah.

Thank you, Mr. Hammond.

Sadie, I just want to thank you very briefly for coming down to support Mr. Hammond at what, I'm sure, is a very difficult time.

BURNS: Nope, it's no trouble at all.

Can you remind me how you guys know each other?

She was -- When I moved in, she was the first person to sort of just make me feel... at home.

He was, uh, naked in a pool of blood.

There was a load of blood.

Uh, and his hands were tied, like, with a belt.

Um, and his head was just facedown, and he was naked.

Um... And... Yeah, that's how I found him.

You removed the, um... the red knickers from his mouth.

I beg your pardon?

You said you removed a piece of material from Mr. Moxton's mouth.

It was a pair of red knickers.

Why else would you have been able to perform mouth-to-mouth resuscitation?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I didn't know they were knickers, though.

But, yeah, I pulled it out, and I had to do mouth-to-mouth.

And I tried to resuscitate him because his breathing was...

He wasn't even breathing, I don't think.

STEELE: And is it at that point that you called 999?

-I called 999 after it.

-STEELE: Right.

A witness reported seeing you run from Jonathan's property to the hostel and back again.

-Went back to... -Yeah, to call the police.

So you didn't call them from Jonathan's house.

You went to the hostel, and you did it there?

-I didn't have my phone with me.

-Where was your phone?

HAMMOND: In the hostel.

In my room.

Consultants have come through from the hospital.

Jonathan Moxton received blunt-trauma injuries from a rounded instrument.

And SOCOs can't remember finding anything like that at the scene.

If Saul Hammond has sprinted out of Jonathan Moxton's place back to the hostel, like he said he did, it's entirely possible that the weapon has been stashed in his room.

[ Rustling ] -Charlie.

-Huh?

What's that?

That's three months' worth of medication.

There's only one strip left.

Where's the rest of it?

I split them up.

I break them up.

Have you stopped taking your medication?

[ Scoffs ] No.

That would be stupid.

-It would be.

-HAMMOND: Yeah, yeah.

Listen.

Are you selling your medication?

-Am I selling my medication?

-Yes.

Where's the rest of your medication?

Who'd want to buy my medication?

STEELE: Saul, what's this?

I said you could come into my room -- Why do you have a pool ball covered in blood?

You're agitating him now.

-Can I have the ball, please?

-I'm not trying to...

I need to understand why you have a pool ball... -BURNS: Can you put... -WESTON: Stop.

[ Indistinct shouting ] Saul.

Saul.

-Charlie, you all right?

-STEELE: Yeah.

Saul Hammond, I'm arresting you.

You do not have to say anything, though it may harm your defense if you fail to mention, when questioned, something you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be used in evidence.

Do you understand?

Can you tell me what that is, please?

HAMMOND: It's a pool ball.

WESTON: Why did we find it in your room?

-Because it belongs to me.

-Why is it covered in blood?

Because I picked it up and I had blood on my hands.

Saul?

It's got sentimental value.

I got it for Christmas when I was a kid.

It just means a lot to me.

My mum bought it for me.

She's now dead, okay?

It reminds me of my mum.

It's like an anxiety tool.

It's just a stress ball.

Stop asking me these fucking stupid questions.

WESTON: Okay, okay, okay.

Stop.

Please, in a little bit more detail this time, talk me through the timeline of... the incident at Jonathan's house.

So, it began when...

I put the key in the door.

-Mm-hmm.

-HAMMOND: Okay?

Yeah.

Good.

That's when I hear the scream.

I turn 'round.

I see the guy running.

And then -- And then, obviously I -- WESTON: Hold on two seconds.

Which guy?

HAMMOND: The guy who's running.

I don't know whether he -- He was coming from that direction.

-And then -- -Coming from out of the house?

Or near the house?

Possibly, yeah.

Probably.

Why didn't you say this to my colleague before?

I did.

-WESTON: Saul, you didn't.

-Yeah, I did.

-WESTON: Saul, I'm sorry.

You didn't.

-Yeah, I did.

Bearing in mind his medication.

You know what I mean?

He can get a little bit confused.

Yes, thank you, Sadie.

What did the guy look like?

Don't know.

STEELE: I don't know.

I just...

I feel like the whole thing with the knickers, and he's naked.

and he's tied up -- That's gonna take a fair amount of planning.

That's gonna take time.

Especially if Jonathan's struggling.

I just feel like for someone who's already unstable and who may be off their meds, if you're right, it's just a bit too put together.

But you can't treat these like normal people.

I know that sounds horrible, but these guys suffer from delusions, hallucinations.

They're hearing voices all the time.

Like...

If he stopped taking his medication... you know, it's a free-for-all.

All bets are off.

Saul, this is footage that some of my colleagues have taken from the crime scene, and I'd like you to watch it, please.

Maybe it will help jog your memory.

Just talk me through it.

-So, you... -HAMMOND: Mm.

You would have come through that front door obviously.

HAMMOND: Mm.

WESTON: And up the stairs.

HAMMOND: Mm.

It's like a computer game.

WESTON: Yeah.

I remember them wellies.

-Can I tell you something?

-WESTON: Yes.

Can I tell you something?

And I swear to God.

I swear to God, this has just...

This has just popped into my head -- right now.

Okay.

When I was taking the belt off...

...I heard something, like someone had kicked something over.

S-- Someone was in there.

And I swear to God that has just... That has just popped into my head right now.

Paranoid schizophrenia.

Symptom number one is hearing voices.

He's agitated downstairs.

you know.

He's saying, "I can't remember," "I don't remember," -"It's not clear."

-I hear you, Jack.

-The story keeps changing.

-Yep.

-Can I tell you something?

-WESTON: Yes.

I did sell my medication... to...someone.

They don't know what it is.

They think it's gonna give them a buzz.

It's not.

I've never done it before.

I'm just shitting myself about being homeless, so I wanted to get some money, but now, um...I don't feel good.

-He's gonna need his meds.

-Aw, man.

Can you get him a drop of water, please?

Stop it.

Stop.

Stop.

It's fine.

He's gonna get you a drink.

-Stop it.

-[ Door closes ] Stop it.

[ Breathes deeply ] WESTON: TIU have just sent over Jonathan Moxton's phone records.

There's nothing major on there, but there is one amazing voicemail.

MAN: Hello, Jonathan.

How's it going?

Listen, took a look at your laptop here, and I'm thinking you don't want your wife to see the things that are on here.

So what we're gonna do is, you're gonna pay me.

You're gonna pay me right now, Jonathan, and then no one needs to see this, all right?

And that phone number is saved on Jonathan Moxton's phone under the letter "M." Where's the laptop, and what's on it?

I traced the number on Jonathan Moxton's phone to this bad bastard.

Mick Shaw.

He's got form.

He did eight years for a particularly nasty burglary on a 34-year-old woman.

He broke into her house, tortured her until she gave him her PIN numbers and her car keys.

Bring him in, Jack.

How you doing, Mick?

-SHAW: All right, mate.

-How are you?

-Haven't seen you in a while.

-SHAW: Yeah, I'm good.

Good to see you.

Can I have a quick chat?

Not really.

I'm in a bit of a rush.

Yeah, well, let's have a chat down at the station.

Mick Shaw, I'm arresting you on suspicion of blackmail.

You do not have to say anything, though it may harm your defense if you do not mention, when questioned, something which you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

Do you understand?

Mick?

-Yeah.

-Super.

Let's have your keys.

Very, very slowly.

Good man.

Hello, Jonathan.

How's it going?

Listen, took a look at your laptop here, and I'm thinking you don't want your wife to see the things that are on here.

So what we're gonna do is, you're gonna pay me.

You're gonna pay me right now, Jonathan, and then no one needs to see this, all right?

Otherwise, well, you know what happens.

This message was left on Jonathan Moxton's mobile from a number registered to your current address.

Was it?

Kind of sounds like you, too.

-Does it?

-STEELE: I think so.

Is that you?

No comment.

Were you blackmailing Jonathan Moxton?

SHAW: [ Chuckles ] No comment.

-WESTON: I love that answer.

-[ Chuckles ] Hey, Julie.

Can I book out Mick Shaw's belongings, please?

Cheers.

Have you done something with your hair?

JULIE: Yes, I have, thank you.

Woodies are back from Mick Shaw's place.

They haven't found a laptop.

They haven't found a weapon.

Train.

A train ticket.

STEELE: That's a left luggage receipt for a train station.

From...yesterday?

I'll get onto BTP.

I went to your little locker at the railway station.

Yeah, that one.

Look what I found.

I bet your fingermarks are all fucking over this.

-SHAW: Really?

Yeah?

-Yeah.

And your DNA.

What were you doing with it?

No comment.

Is it yours?

No comment.

-Or was it Jonathan Moxton's?

-I wouldn't know about that.

'Cause I'm gonna get a tech team on it.

They're gonna trawl right through it.

-Really?

Mm.

-Yeah.

They're gonna figure out what you were blackmailing him about.

Right.

WESTON: Where'd you get it?

Can't remember.

Come on.

Mick.

[ Sighs ] It might have been a pub.

-WESTON: Might have been a pub?

-Yeah, maybe.

Okay.

We'll have a look through it.

See what we can find.

That's okay with you, is it?

Yeah.

Yeah, I think so.

Okay.

Sit tight.

[ Door opens, closes ] Boss, Boss.

Hold on.

Sorry, sorry.

Thank you very much.

Bye-bye.

Um, the laptop definitely belongs to Jonathan Moxton.

For the last six months, the search history has all been gay websites.

So maybe Jonathan Moxton's gay, and the sex game was with another man.

Forensics have come back.

Jonathan Moxton's bedroom -- We got four sets of fingerprints.

Jonathan Moxton's fingermarks confirmed.

Tanya Moxton's fingermarks confirmed.

Saul Hammond's fingermarks confirmed.

That fourth set of fingermarks does not belong to Mick Shaw.

They've run them through the system.

Also, the semen present on the sheets does not belong to Jonathan or Saul.

So maybe Saul has barged into Jonathan's bedroom, found him, you know, getting busy with another guy, and flipped out and attacked Jonathan.

-[ Knock on door ] -Hi.

Forensics have passed judgment on the pool ball we found at Saul's place.

It's not the weapon used in the attack.

Instead, they think the injuries are more consistent with blows from a hammer.

Okay.

No weapon, no evidence.

Bail Saul.

-What?

-Sorry, no.

No.

I think it's a massive mistake.

"A," he's a prime suspect.

"B," he's dangerous.

I mean, that's staring you right in the face.

Jack, if he wasn't a paranoid schizophrenic, would you still be insisting that we keep him in our cells?

Mental health plus prisoner equals high risk.

Yes, but he is not an ordinary suspect.

He has proved he is unstable.

He tried to practically fucking kill Charlie.

If you put him out on the street, we can't be held responsible for what he's capable of.

Get him out of here.

Look after him.

Treat him as a key witness from now on.

Not a prime suspect.

That's the maths.

-Thanks for the lift.

-WESTON: It's okay.

BURNS: Glad you've come to your senses.

The more I think about it, okay, I heard a noise... and that I weren't the only one in there.

You don't believe me, right?

I swear.

I swear.

WESTON: Just make sure he takes his meds, okay?

Come on, let's go.

See you later.

So what we're gonna do is, you're gonna pay me.

You're gonna pay me right now, Jonathan, and then no one needs to see this, all right?

And?

WESTON: You're referring to the gay websites.

Aren't you?

On Jonathan Moxton's laptop.

That's what you were blackmailing him about.

No comment.

WESTON: You see, I believe he tried to pay you off, but you got dollar bills in your eyes.

You called over to the house, had an argument about money.

He wouldn't pay you.

You smashed him.

These are the crime-scene photos... Mick.

That's his bedroom.

Did you try and kill Jonathan Moxton?

He's got a very active imagination, this one, hasn't he?

This isn't me, mate.

I know you've made up your mind, and that's great, but... -Tanya.

-Tanya.

-Yeah.

Yeah.

-Tanya Moxton?

She's a killer.

She's got a temper and a half, that girl.

You want to be speaking to her, really.

You want to be speaking to her.

This is Kim Hopkins.

She did six years for the manslaughter of her partner.

When she came out of prison, she changed her name to Tanya and married Jonathan Moxton.

Kim Hopkins was in an abusive relationship with a violent partner.

She was convicted for manslaughter, having claimed self-defense.

So maybe this is history repeating itself.

ANPR picked this up in South London.

She's done a runner.

Charlie, I've been down to Tanya Moxton's house.

No sign of her there.

Also, she hasn't picked up -her daughter from school.

-Yeah, ANPR picked up her car on the M3 heading out of London.

Uniform are following, so they should have eyes on her any time soon.

And we can ask what the fuck she thinks she's playing at.

Any joy with the Internet surfing?

Yes, good joy.

I'm gonna go update the boss.

-Okay, I'll be up in two seconds.

-Yeah.

So, I managed to get into Jonathan's account on this gay website and looked at the chat messages, what was going out, what was coming in.

So, he was chatting with a number of people, but then seemed to really home in on just one person.

But that chat stopped like six weeks ago.

Just nothing after that.

Yeah, but, I mean, presumably if he's then seeing that person, there's no need to be chatting on the Internet.

-Exactly.

-Right.

Yeah.

There are no pictures on this profile, but it says that he is 19 years old and lives in Jonathan's area.

I traced the I.P.

address from this profile, and it comes from a... an Internet café called... Fly-By-WiFi.

-Jack.

-Yeah?

Internet café owner managed to give me a pretty good description of who we're looking for.

And, also, this guy works in the deli a bit further down.

So I reckon we should just... -Check it out?

Yeah.

-Yeah.

He's skinny, medium height, like red-y, blond-y hair, he said.

WESTON: Excuse me.

Oi, stop!

-Police!

-STEELE: Stop!

WESTON: Okay.

I'm arresting you because you match the description of a young male I believe was involved in an attempted murder.

You do not have to say anything, though it may harm your defense if you fail to mention, when questioned, something you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be used in evidence.

Do you understand?

MAN: C.I.D.

from control.

Suspect Tanya Moxton apprehended on M3 heading south.

ETA return to station -- 40 minutes.

-STEELE: All received.

-That's just enough time to figure out what this fucker's been up to.

Nate Turner.

What's going on?

When we came to say hi at the deli, you fucking bolted.

It was like the 100 meters.

STEELE: Do you know someone called Jonathan Moxton?

TURNER: No comment.

You've never heard that name before?

No.

This man was attacked very brutally earlier today.

He is a regular user of a gay chat and dating website.

Do you use gay chat and dating websites?

-Yeah.

-STEELE: Have you chatted with someone called Jonathan Moxton?

Uh, no, I don't know.

This is a picture of Jonathan Moxton.

Do you know that face?

Um [Breathes deeply] I meet loads of people.

How many people?

[ Chuckles ] What's funny?

TURNER: Um, nothing's funny.

Is Jonathan one of those people that you've met?

Um, I don't know.

What do you mean, you don't know?

-It could be.

I don't know.

-STEELE: Do you have sex with all of the men that you meet off these websites?

-Most of them.

-Most of them.

So I presume when you meet them, that you introduce yourselves.

And you don't recognize this man?

Yeah, like I said, like, I just -- I-I meet a lot of people.

STEELE: And then you just forget their faces afterwards?

Yeah, some of them.

[ Door opens ] [ Door closes ] Why did you run, Tanya?

Why would you do that?

I told you to stay at the hospital.

I was very clear.

Can you just put yourself in my shoes for one minute?!

I mean, try and get inside my head, what I've just been through, what I've just been told.

All right, forgive me that I wanted to get out of there for a second.

There are parallels between this attack, on your current husband, and the attack for which you were convicted -- of your ex-partner.

The situation I was in back then was a very, very different one to the one I'm in now.

My ex was a monster.

[ Voice breaking ] You must have that information in your notes.

Cross-referencing files on Kim Hopkins and on Mick Shaw, I figured out that Mick Shaw is a well-known associate, or was a well-known associate of Neil Moore... who was Kim Hopkins' former partner, the one she stabbed to death.

So Mick Shaw and Kim Hopkins know each other.

You don't want your wife to see the things that are on here.

So what we're gonna do is, you're gonna pay me.

You're gonna pay me right now, Jonathan, and then no one needs to see this, all right?

Otherwise, well, you know what happens.

TANYA: I've never seen him before.

What was he talking about?

I don't know.

That's why I'm asking you.

So, Jack, you've established that Tanya and Mick knew each other years ago.

But take a look at this CCTV from last week.

So, that's a cashpoint that's like five minutes away from the Moxton house.

So, coming down the road is Tanya Moxton, but look who she's walking with.

Have a look at that.

Who's that superstar in the white?

SHAW: He looks good, doesn't he?

-WESTON: Not really.

-[ Chuckles ] Who's that?

Blond hair?

-Are you mates?

-Yeah.

-Yeah?

-Good old mate.

-Kim.

-Kim?

-Now known as Tanya.

-SHAW: Yeah.

-Tanya Moxton?

-Yeah.

She's a mate.

We've known each other for years.

-Oh, yeah?

-Yeah.

She was helping me out.

I'm a little strapped for cash at the moment.

She's helping me.

That's not a crime, is it?

Tanya, tell me who this is.

I have no idea.

All right, let me make it a bit easier.

I want you to take another look.

This is Mick Shaw.

Now tell me how you know Mick Shaw.

I don't... know him.

Okay, you know... that I know that you do.

Were you aware that Jonathan was using gay websites?

Gay websites?

First of all, you tell me my husband's having an affair, and he was found in bed with somebody he doesn't know.

You're telling me it was a ma-- a man?

Did you find out he was having sex with men, and did that upset you?

Upset you enough to give Mick Shaw £500?

I know how this looks.

Why did Mick Shaw get 500 quid of your money?

Okay.

Okay.

I gave him the £500 because the man was blackmailing me.

[ Sniffles ] He knows a lot about me.

I stupidly did an interview for the local press about the closure of the hostel.

He recognized me, and then he came 'round to the house.

I gave him some money, and then he took whatever else he could get his hands on.

He threatened to destroy me.

He knows that my ex put a knife against my throat till I had sex with one of his friends for money.

I mean, can you imagine?

[ Sniffles ] My little girl hearing in the playground that her mummy used to be a prostitute?

Or a murderer?

Jonathan knew all about my past.

Jonathan was the barrister on my appeal that got me out of prison.

I told him about what had been happening.

He told me not to worry about it and that he'd sort it.

Tanya, are you willing to put that in a statement?

TANYA: [ Sighs ] Okay.

-[ Door opens ] -So, can I go home or what?

Why would I let you go home?

'Cause I've not done anything wrong -and I've been here all day.

-The CPS have given me authority to charge you.

With what?

What are you gonna charge me with?

STEELE: Blackmail.

Yeah, and you think you've got enough proof for that?

Yeah, I do.

Tanya's not afraid of you anymore, Mick.

You've got nothing over her.

SHAW: And you think that, like, she's gonna stand up in court and tell the world about her batty-man husband?

Yeah?

You think she's gonna do that?

I wouldn't use those words, but, yeah, essentially.

You're going to prison, Mick.

Fuck.

Nah.

Fuck you.

Nah.

Nah.

Fuck that.

Fuck that!

One more time?

[ Door opens, closes ] Sarge?

-WESTON: Yeah?

-I come bearing news.

Uh, Tanya Moxton's alibi checks out.

So, we've got CCTV and transaction records that put her in the shops when she said she was.

So she did not attack her husband.

That's a shocker.

Okay, so someone's still convinced it's Saul.

So, what else do you expect me to think?

Do you know what, Jack?

All the time that we've worked together, I've never seen you do this.

-Just go after one person so... -Instinct.

-...dogmatically... -Gut instinct.

-Gut instinct.

-...with all due respect, when there are other options.

-I just... -[ Cellphone beeping ] -Is that your phone?

-Look -- Yes, that's my phone.

I understand that Saul has a history of mental illness -- You've no idea what you're talking about, so... All I'm saying, Sarge, with all due respect, is that his violence has always been at property and not at people.

I just think that that's...

The search teams are at Nate's bedsit.

Yeah, well, on you go.

See you later, then.

Any luck?

Nothing at Nate's bedsit, I'm afraid.

-Nothing useful, anyway.

-Well, to be fair, he could have hidden a hammer pretty much anywhere, but can we get a search team down to the deli, please?

-STEELE: Yep.

-BELLAMY: Worth a try.

Is your phone on silent?

-I'm trying to call you.

-BELLAMY: What?

The semen on Jonathan Moxton's bedsheets belongs to Nate.

Nate Turner's DNA is all over that house.

Guess what.

Nate, we found your DNA on Jonathan Moxton's bedsheets.

Like I said, I've seen loads of people.

I've been with loads of people, so...

Were you at the hospital earlier today?

TURNER: No.

One of our uniformed colleagues rang us and told us that someone who matches your description pretty well went to visit Jonathan.

Come on, Nate.

Okay, I've been seeing Jonathan for... a few weeks.

Why didn't you tell us that before?

I don't know.

You know, Jonathan almost died in the attack.

Where were you around lunchtime today?

Um, at my bedsit, at home.

Asleep.

Did you go to the Moxton house at any point this morning?

-[ Exhales deeply ] -WESTON: Oh, Nate.

Don't do that to me.

I need to ask you... if you know this person.

No.

Absolutely sure?

It might help if I tell you his name is Nate Turner.

Does that help?

I have forensic evidence to say that this is the person that Jonathan was having sex with, Tanya.

TANYA: How old is he?

He's young.

He's 19.

Is that the person that attacked Jonathan?

There is forensic evidence to say that he was at the scene of the crime.

Any more than that, I don't know at this stage.

Yeah.

okay.

Thank you.

Bye.

Jonathan Moxton's got brain damage.

Geez.

Poor Tanya, eh?

Yeah.

-Shall I go down and tell her?

-No.

The boss will want to tell Tanya herself.

-Boss.

-Yep.

Jack?

WESTON: Yeah?

-Hey.

-WESTON: Yeah.

I'm in here.

STEELE: Uh, Sadie Burns has just walked in.

She wants to talk to you, and only you.

-She won't talk to me.

-Why not?

STEELE: I don't know.

You'll have to ask her.

For fuck's sake, Charlie.

-Where is she?

-Front interview.

Hi, Sadie.

Hi.

Jesus.

What happened?

It was Saul.

When you left, I thought that maybe I could speak to him.

Maybe I'd be able to get him to talk to me about the situation.

about Jonathan.

And maybe I could get him to admit if he'd done anything.

But when I asked him, he just lashed out.

WESTON: He just bashed up his appropriate adult, for fuck's sake, and now we know that he's dangerous!

Look, I feel like I'm bashing my head against a brick wall here.

The guy is a paranoid schizophrenic.

He hallucinates.

He's got delusions.

He hears voices.

His story's gone back and forth.

He can't remember stuff.

He sees someone in the square.

He hears someone in the bathroom.

You can't believe a fucking word this guy says.

Can you not bring -your family history... -Don't -- ...into the room and onto the case!

It's not useful for me, and it's not useful for nailing the asshole that has done this.

You're on the verge of pissing me off.

I think we've made a massive mistake discounting him as a suspect.

His history is not one of violence towards people.

It's violence towards property.

Yeah, well, tell that to my mother.

[ Door slams ] Um... Hey.

Uniform can't find Saul at the hostel.

And none of the other residents know where he's gone.

Fantastic.

Look, I know you're my sergeant and everything, but if you ever want to talk about anything... Charlie [Sighs] you know, I've bored myself half to death talking about it with people in the past.

I'm not gonna bore you with it, too, okay?

Actually, I'll be down in a minute.

Um... Sure.

[ Sighs ] Top brass have made it very clear that if we do rearrest Saul Hammond, that we have to have him reassessed by a psychiatrist, so it's gonna be a long night, Charlie.

I will make the call home, as I've done many times, and cancel pizza with my kids, but that's okay.

Do you know what's up with Jack?

Just, he's been really touchy all day and really uptight and... Charlie, I'm gonna give you the same answer that I would give him if he came in and asked me about your personal life, okay?

It is none of our business.

Okay, Boss.

[ Sighs ] [ Siren wailing ] So, having extended the search parameters out from Haverley Square and into the surrounding street, I found footage of this young man running away from our crime scene.

And I think that looks like Nate Turner.

BELLAMY: I think you're right.

I really recognize the guy in this photo.

-Yeah.

-Oh, yeah.

He's right fucking in front of me.

That's a street off Haverley Square, where the Moxtons' house is.

Who is that?

I told you that I was seeing him and that I was at the Moxton house.

STEELE: Yes, but this was taken today when you said that you were at home asleep... when, actually, we have CCTV footage of you running away from the Moxtons' house.

-WESTON: Nate?

-I wasn't involved in it.

-I just wasn't involved.

-In what?

TURNER: In the attack.

But you were there?

Were you there?

Nate?

I didn't do it, and I've told you that.

What happened?

What did you see?

Nate, I believe you.

I can see how upset you are.

Jonathan obviously means a huge amount to you, so I know that you're not involved in his attack.

I don't think you're capable of it.

-I'm not involved in it at all.

-But I know you know something, and I need to know what that is.

-That's pretty conclusive.

-How can you be so sure that it wasn't Nate who attacked Jonathan?

Check out the CCTV image of Nate fleeing the scene.

And there's not a speck of blood on him.

Okay, Charlie?

The attacker comes in, finds Jonathan and Nate fucking.

Nate freaks out.

He's shitting himself in there.

He's only 19, for fuck's sake.

He sees the weapon come out.

He flees the scene.

Okay, Sarge, well, my question to you, then, is, if Nate didn't attack Jonathan, who did?

[ Scoffs ] Who's the guy covered in blood at the crime scene?

STEELE: I don't know.

I don't think that we can discount what Saul told us about there being someone else in the house.

For fuck's sake, Charlie!

Jesus Christ!

STEELE: Excuse me?!

We've wasted enough time listening to what Saul has had to say.

He's got zero credibility.

There's not a fucking jury in the country that's gonna believe a word he says if you put him in a witness box.

Sorry.

What exactly have I done to fuck you off so much that -- Okay, okay, okay!

Wind your fucking neck back in!

Wind your fucking neck back in.

Okay?

I don't buy into the rank system too much, but I'm not your fucking friend.

I'm your line manager, okay?

I have got three stripes.

You have got zero.

Thank you.

Yes, Boss?

Uh, a man has been assaulted on the common.

-Fatal attack.

-I'll get my keys.

No, don't get your keys, Charlie.

Get some shut-eye, okay?

You, get your keys.

Jack, do I need to take you off the case 'cause of your brother?

WESTON: Oh, Jesus Christ!

I need a better answer because it's starting to affect you.

It's starting to affect your work, our team.

This is just a little bit closer to the bone than normal.

And I'm trying to act in a professional way.

I'm trying to let it not affect me, but... -BELLAMY: But it is.

-Yes, it is, okay?

But you have to trust me to be a professional.

This guy reminds me of my past.

Listen, I can do my job.

BELLAMY: You can take time out.

WESTON: No, I don't want to take time out.

I want to crack the case.

[ Police radio chatter ] [ Camera shutter clicks ] WESTON: Boss.

Hammer found in the bushes.

Used to smash his head in.

[ Sighs ] Do I need to see this?

Do you want to?

-Ohh.

-[ Camera shutter clicks ] WESTON: [ Sighs ] SOCOs are saying it's similar injuries to those that were inflicted on Jonathan Moxton.

Okay.

And apparently the hammer is the same size and shape as the one that was used to attack Jonathan.

So, are we saying that the same guy has attacked both of them?

Jack, we've got Nate in custody.

Do you know what I mean?

I thought we had it wrapped up.

WESTON: But Saul Hammond is on the loose.

Okay?

Has Saul attacked this guy... in the same way that he's attacked Jonathan?