HELEN: I'm pregnant.
[LAUGHS]
PAUL: You were a cute kid.
I'm excited, Helen.
This is a new start for us.
So, is it mine?
I wanna be a part of its life and I wanna be a part of yours.
Adam Perrin.
Tell me it's not his.
-Helen, tell me. -I don't know.
Why?
Why would you do this to me?
HELEN: Please, come home.
Let's at least try.
You know what, Helen, right now, I can't even look at you.
[THEME MUSIC PLAYING]
[SIGHS]
SNAP: T, everyone is nervous the first time. Be cool.
What's with the AC in this piece of shit.
SNAP: No one else is busting a sweat.
That's all I'm saying.
-Put some tunes on or something. -[HIP HOP MUSIC PLAYING]
-[MUSIC STOPS] -No tunes. You need to concentrate.
WAVE: Yeah, lad, you wanna join the crew, you got to do this.
EASY: Right, that's the one.
-Why this one? -[SIGHS] She chose herself.
[ENGINE WHIRRING]
EASY: All right, do it.
Do it.
-SNAP: Take the shot! -[WOMAN SCREAMS]
Go on, yeah!
Drive, drive!
[TYRES SCREECHING]
[BREATHES HEAVILY]
There you go, Helen.
Thanks.
[EXHALES]
JACK: Come in.
ALL: Surprise!
Aw, you!
-Whoo! -Oh.
-You guys. -We knew you were gonna
try and sneak out quietly,
but we weren't gonna let that happen, come here.
All right, how do this work, hold on? How do, how do I do this?
-Just, just... -[LAUGHING]
There you go.
Oh!
You all right?
-Oh. -Helen, is it the baby?
-Ah! -Shit, call an ambulance!
No! Surprise!
-ALL: Aw. -[LAUGHS]
Oh, come on. I've got loads of hormones flying around.
-That's really funny. -[ALL LAUGHING]
-Oh, perfect. -Thank you, Brian.
-[CHATTERING] -HELEN: Oh, thanks.
JACK: Is that for me? Thank you.
So, are you ready for all of this?
Maternity leave.
Yep.
Read the manual. The main thing is you just try and keep them alive.
[KEYS JINGLING]
-No, it's... No, Adam. -Hey, just... Let me take that.
-That's all right, come on. -It's actually...
Yep. Thanks.
-[CAR DOOR CLOSES] -[ENGINE STARTS]
Yeah.
[DOOR CLOSES]
HELEN: Hello.
In here.
-Hiya. -Hi.
They threw me a party.
Yeah, I know, they invited me along.
And you declined.
Well, I know how much you hate that kind of stuff.
-Yeah. -Who was there?
Oh, just the usual.
Right.
This thing can't sit still for two minutes.
Well, it, uh, it takes after its mother.
Have you not eaten since breakfast?
No, but I've got a mountain of work to get through, so, no.
Oh, I can... I can make something quick.
Yeah, yeah, all right, something quick.
Yeah?
This is good.
You off this weekend?
Um, 50/50, why?
We spoke about looking at houses, and
I thought I'd set up some appointments.
Yeah, I don't know what I'm doing. I'm sorry.
We are gonna have to get a bigger place with a baby.
[SIGHS] Helen, babies are like this big.
You know, they sleep in Moses baskets.
But the prams, and changing tables, and all the other crap
that we've yet to assemble, that doesn't take up any space at all.
Right. So we're gonna killed ourselves with a massive mortgage
because we're a little bit cramped.
-We can afford it. -Yeah, we can if we never go out again.
We're having a baby. Of course we're never gonna go out again.
-Have you spoken to the DCI yet? -About what?
About extending paternity leave.
No, I haven't, Helen.
He's got more important things to think about.
And you know what? Quite frankly, so have I.
-More important than your child? -My child?
Oh, let's hope so, eh?
[DOOR OPENS]
[CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]
Hey. Daddy's got a new job.
-[BABY CRYING] -Shh, but don't tell Mummy.
[CRYING]
Oh, no.
All right.
It started again with Paul.
The Adam hating?
He doesn't want to kill him any more,
which I'm seeing as progress but...
It's just 'cause the baby's getting closer.
Maybe Paul is just worried about how he's gonna feel when he sees it.
He'll love it.
He'll be a really good dad.
I just want Paul to be there for me.
He will be.
He will.
Every time he looks at me,
it's like I've got "whore" written across my forehead.
No. Just go out together and have some fun.
-GARY: It's a female conspiracy. -[MEN LAUGHING]
Is it bollocks?
It's like shelling peas.
-HELEN: What? -Shelling peas.
GARY: It's all designed to make us men feel like we couldn't do it.
-You couldn't. -Look, I'll tell you what.
I got kicked in the...
In fact, Paul was there. He'll back me up on this.
This I have to hear.
I got kicked in the nuts by a guy with a machine gun.
-We've all been there. -Huh? Are you seriously
trying to tell me that child birth's any more painful than that?
I'll tell you what? How about you come with me to the labour.
I will use your arm to bite down on,
and then we can gauge how much pain I'm in.
-There you are. -It's nature.
Why would mother nature make it painful?
JENNY: [SCOFFS] You tell us.
Look, are you gonna back me up here?
I think you've lost us at shelling peas, Gaz.
I'm not getting involved.
-[LAUGHING] -GARY: We're supposed to be partners.
-Godfather material? -Yeah.
GARY: Wait a minute. Godfather? Fairy godmother.
PHIL: Stop it.
Mmm.
I'm scared.
What of?
They say that having a baby puts a strain on a relationship.
Do you think we can handle any more?
Helen...
I wish things could be different too,
OK?
But they're not.
We just have to make the best of it.
I am so...
I'm so, so sorry.
Yeah, I know.
I know.
[SIGHS]
God.
[MOBILE RINGING]
PAUL: Hi, it's Paul. Leave a message.
-[MOBILE BEEPS] -Hey.
You're late.
Call me.
[SIGHS]
[MOBILE BEEPS]
Love you.
[BREATHING DEEPLY]
-[WOMAN SCREAMS] -EASY: And again!
[TYRES SCREECHING]
[BREATHING DEEPLY]
[DOORBELL BUZZING]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
[BREATHES HEAVILY]
JACK: Hey, hon, I'm sorry.
It's Paul.
[SIGHS]
[EXHALES]
What was he doing there?
We don't know.
At a bus stop in Gorton at midnight.
Must have been work.
I assume.
What do his notes say?
He hasn't been writing them.
Since when?
Paul's movements have been a bit sketchy lately.
Sketchy?
We didn't even know he was working last night.
He told Gary he was staying at home.
There isn't anywhere you think he might have been that might explain...
[SCOFFS]
You're asking me if I think he was cheating on me?
Are you asking me if I think my dead partner was screwing around?
-Is that seriously what you're asking? -No, no, Helen, not at all.
We'll get to the bottom of it.
Helen.
[INHALES]
[SOBBING]
[SNIFFS]
[TYRES SCREECHING]
[SNIFFS]
[BREATHES DEEPLY]
[EXHALES]
Manchester Metropolitan Police have launched a major investigation
following the death of one of their officers,
Detective Inspector Paul Hopkins.
Gary.
He was distracted.
Maybe it was the baby coming, I don't know.
Distracted? How?
A lot of time away from the office.
Vague explanations. I tried talking to him about it.
But he just batted it away.
We all have times like that though. Don't we?
It's a stressful job.
So what was he working on?
Don't know. Be checking.
-Well, you're partners. -So were you.
Did he tell you everything?
What was he doing in Gorton?
At a bus stop
when he has a car?
You start torturing yourself with questions, you're gonna get ill.
You need to grieve.
Look after yourself and the baby.
[SCOFFS]
[CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]
-You all right? -What's up, T?
What's that you're looking at?
Well, it's just the news.
All right, bro. You need to forget about that now. It's done.
All right?
Come on.
-Easy, about that shooting? -Look.
You passed the test. You smashed it, bro.
It was a police officer. He had a kid on the way.
So? That's one less Fed, bro.
They're not just gonna let us kill one of their own.
Look, the Feds don't know nothing.
They don't even know where to start looking.
So, as long as you keep that shut,
and that means no fucking pillow talk,
we'll be sweet.
All right? Just relax.
OK.
Right, so, Wave and Mikey stay in the car.
They handle first contact with the cat.
Find out what he wants and take the cash.
Then send him over to the youths.
Where do you think he's going?
To get the stuff, uh...
Exactly. So, he's gonna go off, get the food,
and then bring it back to the cat, and then back to square one.
Then Mikey, every time he hits four, five ton, take it back to the flat,
drop it off and then come back.
What's happening, bro? Sweet.
-Wha gwan? -All right.
All right, come on.
Make sure all the cash goes in this box after every drop off.
Then at the end of the day, I'll come and collect.
It's easy work. If Snap can do it, anyone can.
[CHUCKLES]
Yeah.
All right, wait there, actually.
All right, never bring your phone to work. Keep this one.
Don't save numbers in it either.
-Right. -See?
-Yeah. -Now, take a seat bro.
You're part of the fam now.
MAN: [ON TV] ...evenly matched teams but it's not panned out that way.
Is this FIFA?
Play nice, yeah?
See ya.
Well, I'm not gonna bullshit you, Helen. We haven't got much.
We suspect the BMW was targeted at random.
The driver does PR for a charity.
No previous.
Is it gang related?
Well, the car was stolen in Didsbury.
Doing the shooting on the other side of town
might have been a territorial thing.
Why target a random woman?
CCTV?
-We're on it, now. -Forensics?
The Mondeo was burnt out when we found it.
So, we're not gonna find much there.
The BMW is still being examined.
Where?
We're doing everything as quickly as we can. Trust me.
Any witnesses?
A couple passing by in their car,
think they might have seen another man talking to Paul.
It's possible he was just a passerby.
What about... [SIGHS]
What about the woman in the car?
She's doing OK. [SIGHS]
She broke her collarbone. Her face is pretty smashed up.
Have you got someone staying with you?
Family?
Yeah, my sister lives close by.
And what about Paul's parents?
They're at a hotel.
Have you decided on a funeral?
Yeah. I mean, we're definitely having one.
I think that's for the best, don't you?
I meant whether you wanted an official police...
Yeah, I know.
Can I have her address?
-I'm sorry? -The woman.
In the BMW. I want to talk to her.
Is that a good idea?
What you want me to do, Ted?
-Sit around wondering if I'll... -Helen.
Go home.
Rest.
[KNOCKING ON DOOR]
Sir.
-Hiya. -Hey.
You got a second?
[CONVERSING INDISTINCTLY]
Thank you.
[SIGHS]
Will you be OK?
[MOBILE RINGING]
I'm his girlfriend.
The dead copper.
Come in.
When are you due?
Just over a week.
Is it a boy or a girl?
Well, it's definitely one of those.
You got any names yet?
We couldn't agree.
So, I'll either have my way,
or I can honour his memory.
Probably just decide when I see its face.
See what it suits.
-I'm sorry. -Oh, uh, Patrick, this is Helen.
She's a police officer.
Jesus, we...
We've done all that, uh...
-She's made a dozen statements... -Patrick.
It was Helen's husband that got killed at the bus stop.
Partner actually.
We weren't married.
Must have been terrifying,
being shot at?
It all happened incredibly fast.
I know everyone says that.
But one minute, this car was alongside me,
and there were shots.
Next thing, I'm in an ambulance.
What were you doing in Gorton?
What's that got to do with anything?
Once a cop, always a cop.
Actually, I'm not here in a...
In an official capacity.
-Then what... Why are you here? -Patrick.
I'm trying to understand why my boyfriend died.
Oh, yes.
I'd been for a drink with a friend.
And before you ask, it was only one drink, and I wasn't over the limit.
[SOBBING] Did you think you were gonna hate me?
'Cause it was my car that...
Yeah. I thought I might.
But that will be stupid.
You're just as much a victim as I am.
Sorry. I don't know why I came. I just...
Do you think they'll ever find the lads in that car?
Well, where gangs are concerned, it's usually hard to get people to talk, but
I'm sure my colleagues will do their best.
If you speak to them, your colleagues, I wonder if you could do me a favour?
-Of course. -It's the BMW.
I need to know if they've finished with it.
Until we get the car back,
we can't get the insurance sorted out, you see.
I'll put it top of my priority list.
Don't worry, Sarah, I'll walk myself out.
[DOOR SLAMMING]
How much blood is there?
[SNIFFS] I'm not sure. A lot.
Is there a problem?
It can't... It can't be a problem.
Try and stay calm. I'll get you checked out.
NURSE: The baby's fine.
Which is more than can be said for you.
You really need to rest, Helen.
Best way to feel your baby kick.
I feel it kick all the time, can't I?
[EXHALES]
[HIP HOP MUSIC PLAYING]
Boom! Like a shotgun going off, yeah?
So I've gone through the window...
-You're all right? -What's going on?
We gonna get paid today?
Yeah. I'll sort that out for you now.
All right.
Easy, sort him out?
Know what you're gonna spend it on yet?
No, I don't know.
Well, enjoy it bro.
Thank you.
That's a lot of money, bro. What are you gonna spend it on?
I don't know.
Ah, you must know. What are you gonna spend it on?
He's joking, bro. Go.
Right.
-I asked you a question, bro. -Snap, you're taking the piss.
T, go back to your baby.
All right.
-See you later. -MIKEY: Be safe, T.
-What? -MIKEY: See you.
[CHATTERING INDISTINCTLY]
[BABY COOING]
-[DOOR CLOSING] -THEO: Hiya.
Hiya, babe.
Hello.
How are you doing?
-You all right? -Good.
Exhausted.
He won't stop feeding.
He's gonna end up like a big fat bruiser.
[LAUGHS]
You seen filth all over the street?
Yeah, yeah, what's all that about?
Be about the dead cop, I suppose.
What dead cop?
You must have saw it on the TV.
No.
How was your day?
Yeah, yeah, good, um...
-Wait there. -Like I'm going anywhere.
Ta da! [CHUCKLES]
Oh!
-You got one. -I said I would.
Told you, I'm gonna sort stuff out for you and Leon.
And I did, didn't I?
Snap?
[INHALES]
PAUL: OK, I've got it working. I can do it.
Move down. I want a better background.
Make it look professional.
-[LAUGHS] -Right, smile like you love me.
[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]
-Oh, God! That's so bad. -[BOTH LAUGHING]
[DOORBELL BUZZING]
[DOOR OPENS]
Paul's things.
We're clearing out his locker, 'cause someone needed it.
[SIGHS]
[RINGING]
VOICEMAIL: You have two new messages.
-[BEEPS] -HELEN: Hey, you're late. Call me.
-[BEEPS] -HELEN: Love you.
[MOBILE RINGING]
-FRANK: Paul? -Is this Frank?
-Who's this? -HELEN: My name's Helen.
I'm, uh... I'm Paul's girlfriend.
-OK. -I'm sorry to call you like this.
I was just going through his phone and I'm afraid to tell you Paul's dead.
-You didn't know? -No.
-It's been on the news. -What news?
How did it happen?
-Accident. -Accident?
Car accident.
-Was Paul driving? -No.
No, um, he was hit at a bus stop.
Bus stop? He had a car.
Yes, he did.
We don't have the details... Dates, yet, for the funeral.
Um, I have to wait until they release his body.
But if you give me your address,
I can send you the details when I have them.
It just says Frank on his phone, so...
-What's your surname? -Linnell. Frank Linnell.
-And, uh, an address? -I'll call you.
[BEEPING]
HELEN: I want to know about Frank Linnell.
-Linnell? Where did you get that name? -Who is he?
Ask Organised Crime. He ran chunks of Manchester.
-I've never heard of him. -Yeah, he's old school.
He's had everyone in his pocket.
Now he employs dubious methods
securing contracts with building and development companies.
He's not someone you wanna get on the wrong side of. [SIGHS]
Is there any reason Paul would've been in contact with him through work?
No. Why?
They were in touch. Text messages. Almost friendly.
You know what you were saying the other day about...
About how he was distracted,
-and it was affecting his work? -Helen.
-No, tell me the truth. -[SIGHS]
Was he involved in something he shouldn't have been?
[SCOFFS] I'm not saying that.
Well, then why was he hanging out with criminals?
All right. [SIGHS]
He told me what happened.
Your affair.
If I'm honest, I think it did his fucking head in.
Me screwing around, it doesn't explain...
It doesn't explain why a man who's given his life to banging people up
would suddenly turn bent.
-He wasn't bent. -How do you know?
'Cause he hated corruption. We all do, don't we?
Well, I hated infidelity.
Still ended up doing it.
We're not always what we seem, Gary.
All right.
All right, I will get you answers. I promise.
But in the meantime, you promise me something.
Stay away from Frank Linnell.
All right?
Just promise me, Helen.
Come here.
He ain't dead, right?
'Cause if he's dead, people are gonna ask questions.
They're gonna want answers.
So he ain't dead.
You don't know where he is.
You ain't heard from him. You don't know nothing.
-All right? -All right.
Take him out.
[SIGHS DEEPLY]
EASY: Rest in peace, bro.
Never thought it'd be you before me.
-MIKEY: What if it's the Feds, bro? -It ain't the Feds, bro.
-Then who is it? -Just trust me.
-It's not the Feds. -Then why was the newspaper there?
Bro, someone knows. Someone wants revenge, man.
Bro, go get in the car, now.
Come here. Yo, come here!
Right, we're gonna find who did it and hit back.
But in the meantime, we need to stay on our toes,
and watch our backs.
But business carries on as usual.
-All right? Yeah? -THEO: Yeah.
Get in the car.
[LIFT BELL DINGS]
You know, legally speaking, that's trespassing.
Adam's here.
-You are joking. -He wanted to see you.
-You let him in? -Look...
When Paul was alive, things were different.
But he might be the father of your baby,
and you might need him in your life, so...
[DOOR CLOSES]
[SIGHS]
What are you doing here, Adam?
-I just wanted to offer my condolences. -Bullshit.
You send a card, you send flowers.
You don't turn up unannounced at someone's house.
You wanted to see me. Why?
Because of this?
Come on, you're a detective. Work it out.
We had a fling.
-An illicit, mucky little... -Romance.
And I wanna be here for you.
Thank you.
That's beautiful.
You're gonna need me, Helen.
Maybe not now, but in the weeks to come.
God, you sound like my sister.
You might, Helen.
You want a relationship? With me?
With a woman who gets pregnant and doesn't even know who the father is?
You don't know me. So don't wait OK, Adam?
'Cause I know what you're like, Mr It'll-all-be-OK-in-the-end.
Life isn't like that. It's just a series of random events.
And sometimes you win. And sometimes you lose.
And right now, I'm... I'm on a losing streak.
Well, I love you.
Are you sure you don't want me to drive it home?
It's only a car.
Yes, but, um, isn't it going to be rather...
...upsetting? It's Paul's car.
I'll deal with it.
If it gets too much, I'll call you.
Given up, my arse.
Daddy was a liar.
[BEEPING]
MAN: Excuse me.
Frank in?
-Who are you? -Paul's girlfriend.
It's Paul's girlfriend.
He says come through.
Helen. It's a privilege.
No, I'm fine, thanks.
Nice place...
...when it's finished.
It's been sat here, derelict, for years.
Just needs some love.
How long left? Can't be long now.
-Don't make any loud noises. -[CHUCKLES]
You taking time off, or are you one of these modern types?
Came here to talk about Paul.
I'd like that.
How did you know him?
We met six years ago.
He was part of a team on a case I was close to.
The murder of someone I loved.
Paul was terrific.
One or two of his colleagues weren't quite so sympathetic,
if you know what I mean.
I've got a bit of a reputation.
Means some people see me a certain way.
But Paul wasn't like that.
And after?
We stayed in touch.
Is that it?
We became friends, I suppose.
We were friends.
He was a good man.
So, you... You'd go to lunch?
Go out for a drink together?
Yeah, lunch, talk about this and that.
Sometimes we'd go to the cricket.
-Cricket? -Oh, yeah.
Loved a bit of cricket.
So, this reputation of yours...
Paul knew about that, presumably,
and it was never a problem for him?
Didn't seem so.
-When did you last see him? -Day before he died.
-No, I know that. I saw the text. -So, why are you asking?
I also saw his text to you,
"I need this."
What was that about? What did he need?
-I can't remember now. -Oh, come on.
"I need this."
Sounds quite significant, doesn't it?
Was it money?
Paul asked me to help him out.
To pass on a few names.
-People I thought he could talk to. -What kind of people?
I told him I couldn't help.
-Well, that I didn't want to. -What kind of people?
-People in my line of work. -Criminals?
Why did he ask, Frank?
Helen, Paul was my friend.
I'm devastated by what has happened.
But if you're looking to point fingers,
you're pointing in the wrong place.
Good luck with the baby.
Parenthood's a wonderful thing.
What does "No fucking tuna" mean?
In your text, you said, "No fucking tuna." What does it mean?
He was bringing me lunch. Sandwich.
Can't stand the stuff.
-All right, see you later. -Later.
In a bit, Mikey.
[FENCE RATTLES]
Mikey, it's Theo. I've, uh... I've got a problem.
-Which is? -I think I'm being followed.
There's two guys. What should I do?
Are you sure you're not just being paranoid, T?
-Yeah, I'm sure. -OK. Go somewhere lively, then.
Get to the pub quick time.
I'll get the boys and we'll come grab you.
What if I don't reach you in time, Mikey...
[GUN FIRES]
Mikey...
-So, have you found anything? -WOMAN: Yes.
Do you mind if I just see those parking tickets?
Oh, yeah.
WOMAN: Thank you.
-[MOUSE CLICKING] -Yes, I got it right.
Would you like to see the first recording?
Please.
He looks like a right dodgy so-and-so, doesn't he?
So, would you, um... Would you like to see the next one?
-OK, here we go. -[MOUSE CLICKS]
Same bloke, Mr Dodgy.
They must have a few quid, eh?
Jumping in taxis left, right, and centre.
-Can you push stop on that last clip? -Um, yeah...
-Freeze frame on the taxi. -Uh-huh.
It's the same taxi.
WOMAN: Oh, yeah! Good spot. Same reg number.
[DOG BARKING]
Theo? Theo, what's going on?
I aimed to miss. Something's wrong, like...
I wasn't even aiming at her, but he's dead.
A copper's dead, and now they're coming for us.
-What've you done? -Javine!
Right, someone is coming to get us. We have to go now. Help me.
-We've got a baby! -Javine!
They're gonna kill us. They'll kill us all. Help me.
Put that in there!
You all right, love?
Sorry, I'm only just about to start me first shift.
You, uh, you Ray Jackson?
Yeah.
Do you, uh... Do you wanna hop into the back of your car?
We can have a talk there.
This gonna take long?
-No, it's not gonna take long. -Good.
Just wanna ask you about a passenger,
a police officer that you had in your cab on Friday.
-Which one? -I'm sorry.
-Which Friday? -September 30th.
And the Friday before that.
Have you got any idea how many passengers I carry in a week?
You picked him up outside the MCP building on Briery Street.
OK, I'll take your word for it.
No, you don't need to take my word for it.
-We've got both pickups on CCTV. -So?
I wasn't speeding, I didn't park on double yellows.
I just wanna know who the other passenger was.
The man who was already in the cab when you picked him up.
I don't have to talk to you. I've done nothing wrong.
The police officer I'm talking about was killed last week.
So actually, you do need to talk to me.
Unless you want a whole load of other police officers all over you,
like shit on a blanket.
Who was the other passenger, Ray?
I drive for a client sometimes.
He's a respected businessman.
It's an exclusive basis, and he supplements my fares.
Name?
Kevin Sherwood.
Where did you take them?
Mr Sherwood and the police officer?
I really think you need to go home.
Things can go wrong.
I've seen it happen.
The last thing you want is for something to happen to your baby.
Mr Sherwood doesn't like people sticking their nose in where it's not wanted.
Please stop asking questions.
Or you might find out something you don't wanna know.
About that dead cop.
-And who are you, then? -Kevin Sherwood.
I think it's best if you leave it alone.
Is that a warning?
You need to let me in.
Kill or be killed, boys.
I've got bleach and I will use it in your fucking eyes!
Be careful. You don't go where people know ya.
There you go. You reap what you sow.
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