Hello, us again.
Don't worry, we're not here to out your affair to your wife.
Do you know what Total Harmony is?
I...
I started volunteering there too.
That's Jane, Pam's daughter. She was killed three years ago.
48 hours before they introduced curfew.
It was a woman.
You know, if we talk to Sarah,
she's just gonna deny it, isn't she?
I mean, she's shielding her kid.
If we let her go, she might just lead us to Cass Jackson.
Holding on to that many secrets takes a toll.
Sarah was at mine, and she was agitated.
Said she needed a tag encoder but it wasn't for her,
and said that someone was blackmailing her for it.
She knew that you had the key and not Cass.
How did she know that?
Help!
So either Cass told Sarah where the key was,
or the blackmailer did.
Sarah wasn't trying to cover for Cass.
She was trying to save her.
I can look after myself, you know.
Single victim, woman in her 40s, his mother.
She's just died in hospital from her head injury.
Neighbours heard him yelling, calling her a stupid bitch,
and then she started screaming.
Has he said anything yet?
Nothing much.
Just that she was his mum, and he loved her.
Yeah.
Never get tired of hearing that one.
Would you just excuse me a minute?
Hi, love. Are you home?
Yeah. I can look after myself, you know.
Yeah, so you keep telling me.
Um, listen, did you remember to...
Double lock the doors, yeah.
Close the blinds, grab my rape whistle,
and arm myself with a cricket bat, just in case.
Can I go now? - Yes.
I love...
Teenagers.
So, you're game?
What did you find? Tell me!
Let me see! What did you find?
What? What did you find? Is it her? Is it her?
Pam, come this way.
All right, let's get this fucker.
Now, should men be made to stay at home at night
in order to keep women safe? That's the issue being debated
in the House of Commons today.
The Women's Safety Act
is a law that protects women.
Does this pit women's rights to safety against
men's rights to freedom?
It's discrimination against 50% of the population.
Well, that's it. In a hugely significant vote,
Britain has become the first country in the world
to introduce a curfew on all men.
The tag is worn at all times and requires men
to remain at home between 7:00 p.m. and 7:00 a.m.
If men learned how to behave themselves,
then we wouldn't have to have these extraordinary measures.
The crime statistics demonstrate that the curfew is working.
We've lived through a period of segregation.
No progress comes without pain or reaction.
A group who call themselves Alphas
is spreading online hate and misogyny.
Huge protests have sprung up across the country
calling for an end to curfew.
If we lift the curfew,
how do we protect women?
Okay.
Cass Jackson's been taken.
Whoever's got her has Sarah Jackson so terrified
she's willing to admit to a murder she didn't commit.
And now she's on the loose.
They want access to a coder, which implies that it's a man.
Cass was abducted this morning after the murder,
which means that this woman, this woman here,
is the key to our killer, and to Cass Jackson.
She must have known both Helen and Sarah.
We've cross-checked every possible suspect
with the ANPR, and nothing.
So either this woman's not on our radar,
or, more likely, the car isn't.
Wait, wait, wait, wait. What's that movement?
What movement?
Play... play that bit back.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Look at her shadow.
It goes back and then forth,
like she's walking around the bonnet.
Well, she's going to the passenger door.
But what for? She doesn't open it.
Maybe she's looking for something.
Yeah, but it's... it's a snap second,
and then she doubles back.
It's muscle memory.
She's going to the other side of the car,
because that's where she thinks the steering wheel...
She's used to driving on the other side of the road.
Sian Williams? - They're new to the country.
The car's a hire car.
I'll call a response team.
Look, can we keep this short?
I've...
gotta get back before my wife figures out where I've been.
When Ben Williams was here this morning,
he was agitated, wasn't he?
He was... he was in a rush to get back.
He didn't want his wife to find out about the affair.
But she already knew.
If you think I didn't know about that, Detective,
you're wrong.
She found out at the parent-teacher event yesterday.
She didn't even seem that bothered.
A bit inappropriate.
So, why was he in such a rush?
What did he need to get home to?
Ben Williams has Cass.
But we... we were there this afternoon.
We were right there.
What a great crack team we make.
He killed Helen.
But why? And why is Sian helping him?
Yeah, I don't know, I don't know yet,
but he's holding a teenage girl hostage.
Right, mobilise an armed response unit
to the Williams' house.
Freddie, you're with me.
Let's try not to fuck it up this time, yeah?
- Aisha, can I have a word? - Sure.
Freddie told you, yeah, about someone wiping curfew records.
Every night a woman has been killed.
Yeah, Ferguson's sealed all the files on the murder cases.
I need you to get into them, okay?
How the hell did this happen?
Is this gonna take much longer?
Well, that depends.
On what?
On how honest you are.
Outside...
the Women's Safety Centre, Sian?
I told you to put her body in the car
before it went into the lake.
I didn't want... - You... you what?
I just spent my morning in the police station
dodging questions,
all because you couldn't do what you were goddamn told!
If you only had done what you were supposed to,
they wouldn't even know that she was dead yet!
You have fucked us!
We're on their radar now, Sian,
and we're on a goddamn timeline!
The girl better give us that fucking coder.
- You should eat. - Fuck you.
Look, just tell him where the coder is, Cass.
Please.
Or he's gonna hurt you.
He's gonna hurt me anyway.
Please.
Max, go upstairs, and help your mother clean up.
But I... I think...
Don't start with me, Max, please!
Things need to seem normal around here
until we get these tags off.
We can't draw any suspicion.
Now, go.
Go!
I need that coder now, sweetheart.
Time's up.
Come on. Where is it?
I told you.
I don't know.
I tried to take it back to the Tagging Centre last night.
But when I got there, it wasn't in my bag any more.
Someone must have taken it.
Okay, good. Who?
Wasting time's not gonna help you, Cass.
If you think someone's gonna come and save you,
you're wrong.
Did you know they arrested your mom for murder?
What?
Who's she supposed to have killed?
Helen Jones.
It's a shame.
Such a beautiful friendship ending in tragedy.
Now, I told your mom.
I told her,
If I so much as hear a police siren
three blocks from here,
I'm gonna slit your throat.
So your mom, she's gonna take the fall for all of this,
just to save your ungrateful ass.
You and I can do this all day long, Cass.
No one's coming for you.
Who has the coder?
I'm not scared of you.
Yeah.
Let's think about that one for a minute, yeah?
Where's your mother?
She's upstairs with Grandpa.
Dad, what if we can get these tags off without a coder?
There's gotta be another way, right?
- Screwdrivers, pliers... - Yes, great idea.
Go see what we have in the garage.
Okay.
Dad needs a doctor. - Well, he's not getting one.
What's wrong with you?
I don't think you fully understand
what you've done here.
We need to get these tags off and get out of the country
before the police barge down our door, Sian!
All right.
Mom? Dad?
What...
Who's that?
In the kitchen, everyone. We act normal.
No, no, Noah, you go upstairs, okay?
- You go be with Granddad. - No, no!
No, no, we stay together on this.
No, he is nervous, okay?
It's better that he's out of the way.
Fine. - Go, go, go, now.
Clean up the tools.
Yeah.
Go down and gag her. - What?
If she calls out, we're fucked.
Go.
All right. - Yeah?
Yeah, one sec.
Hurry up! - All right.
Hello, us again.
Don't worry, we're not here to out your affair to your wife.
Although I would like a word with her.
And to check if Cass Jackson is here.
What?
Cass Jackson.
Please, Cass!
I'm so sorry.
Hello? Sorry to interrupt.
I just want a quick word.
I'm DI Green, this is DC Wilson.
Is this about what happened to Helen Jones?
Did you do it? - Yeah, we've just, um,
come from her house.
It seems she's got quite a bit of mail from you, Miss Williams.
All hand-delivered.
Seems you were very keen to,
get her testimony regarding the incident at the Tagging Centre.
I'm assertive.
That's what makes me a good lawyer.
Huh.
But I am really sorry to hear about what happened to her.
- Thank you. - Thanks.
I think I'm done asking.
Mom.
The dad has it.
Where do we find him? - I don't know, Sian.
But Sarah will.
Where are you going?
If the police are around here asking questions,
then they haven't believed Sarah's story.
Which means it's only a matter of time
before they release her.
Watch her.
So much for taking the blame, Sarah?
Where's Cass?
Is she okay?
She's alive.
Well, I kept them off your trail.
I bought you hours, now give her back to me.
Yeah.
There's a slight problem.
She doesn't have the coder.
Your deadbeat of an ex stole it.
Greg?
No. Your other deadbeat of an ex.
What... what are you doing?
What are you doing, Sarah? Don't fuck with me here.
Remember, I have zero qualms of killing those
who stand in my way.
Now, get me the coder.
Shit.
Where's he gone?
Is he with my mum?
Is he gonna hurt her?
He just wants a working coder.
You could untie me.
We could go to the police. - I can't.
My kids, they...
They don't need a father like that.
God, you don't understand.
I admired you, you know.
I thought you were brave.
Strong.
You don't know the meaning of those words.
Just help him get the tag off, and we'll leave, okay?
We'll go.
And then what?
More violence?
More death?
They'll turn into him.
He promised me he'd change.
If we came here.
If he subjected himself to this system,
he promised me this time we'd be safe.
And I believed him.
Why don't you just leave him?
He's been in my head for 20 years.
Telling me I'm his everything one minute,
and then telling me I'm worthless the next.
Telling me where I could go.
Who I can talk to.
Hurting me when I don't listen.
Begging me for forgiveness after.
I can't leave him.
Every time I try, I just...
The police called. They want you to go in.
What if you're still there when Dad gets back?
It's okay, listen, baby.
What do we say when Daddy gets like this?
What do we say? - It's not really him.
Exactly, it's not really him.
All right, so you just stay out of his way until it's him again.
Yeah? All right, come on, let's go. Go, go.
- It doesn't work. - What?
The coder Greg has, it must have been deactivated.
Well, then, you have two options, Sarah.
Go back to the Women's Safety Centre, and get me a new one,
Or I go back home, and I kill Cass.
What?
Great. I'll see you at the Women's Safety Centre.
Did you get it?
Sarah, did you get it? - Yes, yes, I got it.
Shit, shit, shit, shit!
Give it to me. Give it to me!
What's the code?
3421, but you'll have to hurry up,
because they'll deactivate it. - How long?
It needs to go to the central system,
so I don't know how long it'll take, but you need to hurry up.
Fuck you!
You and me.
We're partners in crime.
Come on.
Stitching up your husband for breaking curfew,
frying a man who had the audacity to be angry at you.
Sweetie, it's been fun.
I trusted you.
Yeah. Yeah.
Well, your judgement in character is shit.
Now, fuck off.
You... You...
You... - No, it's okay.
You don't have to talk, Dad.
You...
I've got it!
You deserve better than that man.
It popped right off.
Where's Max? - He's in the basement.
Okay. All right. Okay.
Come on.
Fuck.
What? - They deactivated it.
Fuck!
Okay. Okay. Okay.
We've got no time.
When that clock hits 7:00, we're trapped.
What are you doing? - I'm gonna shock it,
see if I can short-circuit it.
No! - It's fine, it won't hurt him.
It might! - Then what do you suggest, Sian?
Wow, super helpful. Get out of my way.
- Mom. - It's okay.
Everything's gonna be all right.
Okay.
Stop it, stop it. Turn it off!
All right, all right. Okay,
how about we get some big garden shears, huge ones.
I've already tried it.
What about some Vaseline, some butter, something slippery?
- We could. - Yeah.
If we broke his foot.
But that's not what I'm saying.
Yes, no, it's a great idea. A clean break and
- we can pull it right off. - No, no, no...
That's genius. - Are you insane?
What did you say to me?
Say it again.
I know you're there.
Are you really going to let him do this, Max?
He killed Miss Jones.
Ha, now you care.
Well, of course I do.
After what you did to her?
- It was just a joke. - A joke?
Do you even realise how terrified she must have felt?
How violated?
No, don't pretend to care now.
What good is it to care now?
In the basement. Now.
Fuck, okay.
Put it on.
Hey, look, look at me.
Move out, move out. Let's go.
Right, everybody wait behind the perimeter.
We go on my order, okay?
You two, at the back. Cover me.
Fuck. - Copy that.
Let's move!
Mr. Williams!
DI Green! Boy, boy, seen an awful lot of you today.
All units in position.
What are you doing up there?
Just hanging out with my father-in-law.
Enjoying the nighttime air.
What are they doing?
Looks like you brought your whole gang
with you this time. Stay back!
Hey, stay back. Stay back! - All right. All right!
Where's Cass, Mr. Williams?
Well, we're dealing with a few issues on this side.
You wouldn't by chance have a working coder on you, would you?
Could you get me one?
Can't do that, Ben.
Well, you see, you gotta work with me here, DI Green.
I don't want things to get out of hand.
And I don't want anyone to get hurt.
Then help...
help me.
All right, what do you need from me?
I already told you what I need!
I need a working coder,
and I need to get my family out of this fucking country!
That is not gonna be possible!
Well...
that was the wrong thing to say.
Ben!
Fuck!
Get a medic!
Medic, medic, there's no breath.
Move in!
Okay, I need the street closed.
I need units on all exits. He's in the basement,
I'm guessing that's where he's got Cass Jackson.
What about the family, the children?
They're all in there. We don't know what weapons
he's got access to, so we cannot go in there
all guns blazing, all right? - Copy that.
He's dead. He's dead.
somebody get that fucker on the phone!
You killed him. You fucking killed him!
I needed to show them I was serious.
Yeah, and then what, Ben? Then fucking what?
Do you even have a plan? - Get the fuck away from me!
No, you said you would stop hurting me!
Don't give me that victim bullshit!
If you had just done what you were told
and put the body in the fucking lake,
we wouldn't be in this position!
Dad?
What is the plan?
Don't worry.
The plan is, we're gonna get the fuck out of here.
Come here, kid. Come on.
Come on. It's okay.
It's all right. Okay.
Yeah? Okay.
All right. Let's get this off you.
What, has he got her?
- Mr. Jackson! - I'll rip his head
clean off his shoulders! - No, no, no!
Get back, Mr. Jackson! Get back!
- She in there? - Is she okay?
Get behind the perimeter.
Why is that man not under curfew?
Because that's his daughter they've got in there.
My God, no. This psycho's gonna kill her!
Get back. Get them behind the line!
Somebody cover up that body, now!
Pam, where's he got them?
He's got them all down in the basement.
Good luck covering this one up, Sue.
What do you mean?
I mean that this is a really public arena.
No way you can pin this on a woman.
What exactly are you accusing me of?
Twelve public murders since curfew came into effect.
All twelve of them committed by women.
You knew those convictions were unsafe,
and you sealed those files anyway.
No.
I mean... Look.
Westminster didn't want anything potentially controversial
coming out this close to the vote, so yes, yes,
they asked me to seal the files.
But Pam, those women were guilty.
They were. We just didn't want any room for doubt.
Dou... doubt?
What, as in a fair and thorough investigation?
Yes, some of those women might have committed
those crimes, Sue, but there is no way all of them did.
Do you really believe they got you to seal files
on watertight cases?
They've used you, Sue, for their own ends.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. Ma'am, ma'am, ma'am.
It's him. It's him on the phone. Got him.
Mr. Williams.
Respectfully, DI Green,
I was really hoping you could've helped me.
I think respect went out the window
a long time ago, don't you?
Just throwing your father-in-law off the roof.
He's dead, by the way, in case you're interested.
Nah, he was a bastard.
And you're not? - No.
I'm just trying to do what's best for my family.
I hope you don't mind me saying this,
but that is a really, really twisted perspective.
No, no. You know what's twisted?
This little world of yours where you lock men up
and you still call yourselves the victims.
Really? And who's the one
who was viciously beaten to death,
Mr. Williams, you or Helen Jones?
Why'd you do it, Ben?
Why'd you kill her?
Bear with me, will you, sweetheart?
Keep her talking.
What?
Um...
Sian. Sian, Sian, Sian, can you hear me?
Listen, why don't you just come out?
Come out now, bring the children with you.
I can't, um...
I can't do that right now.
Is anyone hurt, Sian? Is Cass with you?
- I'm here! I'm here! - She's fine.
Just stay away, okay, and he won't hurt her.
Okay, that's good. That's good to hear.
What happened, Sian?
Why did he hurt her?
She found out, hadn't she?
About the way he was treating you?
You weren't volunteering at Total Harmony.
One second.
Sian, wait.
You were gonna ask for help, weren't you?
Sian, do you need help?
Is he hurting you?
What did she see, Sian?
A bruise? Bruises?
My God.
I'm sorry.
That's what you were whispering about
at the parent-teacher's event.
You went to meet her somewhere
you didn't want him to know about.
She was gonna say something, wasn't she?
She'd figured out, um...
she'd figured out what he was.
She'd figured out what he is.
How could you?
She just wanted to help.
Then why are you helping him, Sian?
Why help a man that hurts you?
Fuck you, Sian.
Fuck you.
You give us a perimeter.
Twenty feet back. We'll go and we'll leave the girl behind.
I can't do that, Mr. Williams.
Then what can you do for me, Detective?
Shit.
Come on, Ben. Maybe there isn't a way out of this.
What do you wanna do? Just give up?
Stroll on out of here with our arms up?
No, listen to me. Listen to me.
I will get us out of this.
Just look at me. Look at me.
I'm so sorr...
It's okay... Noah... Come here...
Go, go! Boys, go, now, now, now, now, now!
- Mom! - Cass, I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry. It's too tight. I'm sorry.
Wait! Please don't leave me!
We've got movement!
- They're coming out! - Wait.
Don't shoot! Don't shoot!
- Hold fire! - Hold your fire!
- Come, come. Quick, quick. - Return to your home.
- Get away from the door. - Where is he?
In the basement with Cass.
- He's hurt. - Movement in the hall!
Cass!
Don't shoot! Don't shoot!
Don't shoot!
Tell them to move back!
Send them back! - All right, get back, now!
Off the drive, now!
You heard that, that's an order!
Now, me and my family are gonna get in that car, DI Green.
You don't have to do this, Ben.
Don't see another choice.
I'm not spending my rest of my life in jail.
Guys, get in the car, now!
No, no, no, no. I can't let them go.
Don't talk to me that way. Do not talk to me.
This is my family! - I can't let them go.
Don't push me!
It was Max, wasn't it?
What are you talking about?
It was Max.
Not you.
That killed Helen.
Your tag. It hasn't been coded, has it?
That's why it's yellow.
That day at the tagging centre,
in all the chaos,
Sarah never activated it.
You've been free to go wherever you like.
I assumed someone would notice.
But they never did.
I didn't know what to do.
But you did do something.
I saw the paper flower, Max.
In the window.
Helen had the same flower on her desk.
In her house.
You are so sweet.
Thank you.
Max.
I didn't mean to hurt her.
Max! - Let me guess.
You loved her. Huh?
But she didn't feel the same way, did she?
Is everything okay at home?
She talked to you,
she showed an interest in you, but...
but you misunderstood.
She wasn't attracted to you.
She was worried for you.
She knew what was going on at home.
Helen?
Max.
It's after curfew.
What's happened?
I wanted to see you.
You've got to stop giving me these.
Jesus!
Max!
You're just a boy.
This is crazy.
And you felt humiliated.
I just felt so angry.
It was like it was someone else,
doing those things.
But it was you.
You didn't wanna face up to what you'd done.
Just like your father.
So you asked your mum for help.
But it was too much for you, wasn't it, Sian?
My God.
It was too much violence.
Too much pain.
God.
First your husband, now your son.
You wanted to make a statement.
This bloody useless system.
I wanted everyone to see that we're not safe.
We're never safe!
And neither are they.
You stupid bitch.
This whole day, I've been trying to save us here.
Well, you wanna stay? Then you stay!
I'm leaving!
Oi, hey. It is over. It is over.
It doesn't feel over to me. Does it feel over to you?
All right! Okay! Whoa. I'm backing off.
Okay, don't hurt her. Do not hurt her.
Okay? - Let's go. Come on.
Look at me. Look at me.
Take it easy. - You stay back. Stay back!
Look at me, Ben! - You stay back.
Look at me. Look at me. - Stay back!
Calm... - Stay back!
All right! All right!
I will kill her! - All right!
Look at me. Look at me. Look at me.
Don't. Don't do this. Don't do this, Ben. Don't.
Don't make a mistake. Don't!
Don't do this.
- Cass! - Oi!
Ma'am! Hey! - Mum!
Are you okay?
It's okay.
It's okay, it's okay.
It's okay. It's all right. We'll be okay.
It's over. It's over.
I need you to come with me, please, sir.
Eddie.
So it's... it's Eddie now, is it?
Mom! Mom! I wanna stay with you.
Whoa! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hey. Hey. Hey, pal. - It's okay. It's all right.
It's okay. - Let's get you over here.
Okay. - Yeah, let's-
Everything's gonna be okay, pal.
- All right, fine. Okay. - Okay?
Mom?
Are you listening to me? You're safe now.
Just give me your hands? Let's see.
Relax, okay? Get you cleaned up.
I'm sorry.
I love you. I promise I'll do better.
I'm sorry, Mum.
Ma'am?
Aisha managed to get into the files.
It seems all the local cases had the same administrator.
I want all items bagged and labelled,
and all of the codes run through me, please.
Take special care with items belonging to Sian Williams.
Let's not forget it's her we have on CCTV moving the body.
DI Green, DC Wilson.
Excellent police work. Thank you.
You've been on shift nearly 18 hours now.
Why don't you both head home?
What, so you can pin this on Sian Williams?
I don't know what you're talking about.
Ferguson believed those women were guilty,
but you knew the truth, didn't you?
You've been sent here to watch us,
to protect curfew by any means necessary.
I'm always happy to help focus investigations in the right way.
It was you that broke into my house, wasn't it?
It's been a very long day for you, Pamela.
You're exhausted. Go home.
Do you really think that was
an acceptable price to pay for curfew?
I don't need to remind you, Pamela, what curfew's done
for crime stats in this country.
How much safer women are, how much freer.
Sian Williams wasn't safer.
Helen Jones wasn't safe.
Cass Jackson wasn't safe.
And how many more women without it?
- Detectives! - Stay back, please.
DI Green? Detective!
What happened to your Jane wouldn't have happened
if curfew had been brought in just two days sooner.
Detective Green!
You think about that.
Ma'am.
What... what are you gonna tell them?
Ma'am.
Is there any truth to the rumours that several men
have been able to break curfew?
Detective!
How can we protect women?
Does curfew even work?
DI Green, is this the end of curfew?
♪ My girl, my girl ♪
♪ Don't lie to me ♪
♪ Tell me where did you sleep ♪
♪ Last night ♪
♪ In the pines, in the pines ♪
♪ Where the sun don't ever shine ♪
♪ I'll shiver the whole night through ♪
♪ Hey girl, hey girl ♪
♪ Where will you go? ♪
♪ I'm going where the cold wind blows ♪