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~ The police cameto my house. Janine said I was with her. ~ You cheated on Tina.

I'm an apprentice jockey. I have it in me to be the very best.

~ You knew Cal. What happened to him? ~ Come back!

~ You forgot your bag. ~ I try and make the right decisions.

~ You're keeping an eye on the entire police force. ~ I've gotten in.

You are wrong about me, Ruth.

SHE SCREAMS

Stop, police!

Oi, Dom, I've just walked fucking miles, mate. Morning.

~ No, exercise does not agree with me. ~ Stop being such a pussy.

~ I've got my sciatica to worry about. ~ You don't have sciatica.

~ I might have sciatica. ~ You don't even know what sciatica means.

~ I might know what sciatica means. ~ Just check it.

It's all here.

HE FLICKS THROUGH RADIO CHANNELS

COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYS

HE SWITCHES RADIO OFF

Just wake me when we're near.

Jesus!

~ What the fuck? ~ Shit.

~ What the fuck...? ~ Don't fucking move!

All right, take it easy - it's in the back.

Dom, what the fuck is going on?

SHE GASPS

It's Janine.

Last night, Janine Reilly, aka Elizabeth Marshall, was attacked.

The assailant called the emergency services,

which suggests it was not pre-meditated.

The vehicle DC Rosen identified leaving the scene was

a yellow Citroen Saxo like this one.

I want this car found.

A pendant was also found near the scene of the crime.

It has been sent off for DNA analysis.

Everyone's going to be watching us, so let's not miss anything.

OK, let's go.

Ruth, do you need to go home?

Sometimes finding these things, seeing these things,

does something to you.

It just made me want to do my job better.

I want you on Dominic Richards.

He's going to need an alibi for this one.

So I read something this morning.

About how coma patients talk with their brains.

You stick nodes in...

I don't really understand it, but no does different things to yes.

I don't really understand it.

What are you doing?

~ Calling Rob again. ~ He won't pick up.

Well, he'll want to be here. Probably hasn't got my message yet.

Maybe he's not ready to see this.

~ What does that mean? ~ Nothing.

I read something else - about how if you really want

a coma patient to hear you, you should sing to them.

You should really stop googling coma patients.

We didn't even know her real name.

And we thought she'd done it, so...yesterday, I hated her.

I really hated her. And now today... she's here.

I was trying to find out if she was still in pain or not...

I don't think she's in pain, Annie.

It just all seems so big and horrible.

Why is this happening to us?

It just is, Annie.

MOBILE BEEPS

How was she?

She's stable, for now.

And how about you, James? I'm scared.

Two of your friends...

Yeah, I know, Mum.

I was going to tell you later,

but I've put in a call to the broker.

It's a big race day.

We let Blackout do her thing, and then I think it's time we sell her.

You're selling Blackout?

I'm sick of worrying about tomorrow.

I think we should sell her and set things straight.

Who the fuck were those people, Dom?

Who do you think tipped them off?

What about the suppliers? Have you heard from them?

~ Yeah. ~ Well? How much?

50,000.

Pounds?

No, Rob, Mars bars.

But it wasn't us, we didn't do anything!

We lost them a lorry load of gear. It's our responsibility.

~ They want the shortfall paid. ~ Dom, this isn't...

They didn't hurt Cal?

~ If they'd killed him, no-one would have found the body. ~ What do we do?

Tina's going to get us what we need,

~ and you're going to persuade her to help us. ~ Mate, not Tina.

~ I can't do that to her. ~ There'll be a way. I've set it up.

Shit.

I thought you'd be at the hospital.

We got evicted. Thought I'd come down, assist with the race prep.

I waited for you last night.

I see the new jockey's arrived.

Arrived, settled in. Got out his tea mug.

Right at home.

He's young.

~ 19. ~ He's the same age as you.

His dad's a horse nut, got some arrangement with a trainer.

His first few rides are paid for.

What, so he's shit?

No. He's rich, but he's strong.

Dom's on the path.

Tina. You're up.

I've cleared it with Tony. 3.50 at Newbury. The Devereux Classic.

Think you can handle it?

What, you mean on Black? But I thought that kid....?

I think you're ready. Don't you?

~ Are you serious? ~ Yeah.

I'll see you later.

Is this an official interview?

No, we just need to ask you a couple of questions just to

establish where you were between ten and four.

~ You think I attacked Janine? ~ Did you?

We're not making any assumptions at this point,

it's just...we just need to know where you were.

I was with my dad. We were playing cards.

Cribbage.

And your father is...

Danny Richards. He works at Carver Stables.

~ He's head lad there. ~ And he can corroborate your story?

I'd expect so. It's the truth.

You can trust me. You should know that.

Thanks for your time, Mr Richards.

Ruth!

"You can trust me." Really? "You should know that."

He doesn't have to try very hard to sound like a psychopath.

~ Hi. ~ Hi...

Good job you gave us an alibi for Elizabeth Marshall.

Shame it arrived so late.

Isn't that confidential?

If you still love Tina, you might want to try being honest with her.

~ You don't understand. ~ OK.

Mum?

I don't have long. I've got to get changed.

But you will not believe what's actually happened.

Got your celebrating in early, then.

It was just you and Dominic?

Just the two of us. We drank some whisky, played cards.

Cribbage. He beat me.

Thanks for your time, Mr Richards. if we've any further...

He was with you the whole time? He didn't go anywhere at all?

~ Where would he go? ~ Sir?

You're doing well.

~ I'm sorry? ~ Being a good girlfriend and protecting him.

~ Keeping it up. ~ What? ~ I know he was with you.

When?

Ruth, we're needed, and fast - the analysis on the pendant came back

and they're bringing in Joe Petulengro.

~ ALL YELL ~ Calm it down!

All we're asking for is for Mr Petulengro to come with us for questioning.

~ You take one step over that line, see what happens. ~ This doesn't have to be difficult.

This is harassment.

To be clear. I will arrest you.

Until you tell me on what charge, I'm not going.

~ Joseph Petulengro, I'm arresting you for obstruction of justice. ~ Oh, here we go!

ALL YELL

Rosen, I'll need you in the interview to translate.

Where were you? We were with Janine.

Yeah, my battery died.

I even tried calling your home phone, but...

Rob...

I'm racing.

The Devery Classic.

Wow. That's, erm...

I know I shouldn't be happy today of all days.

I think it's a pretty normal feeling to have.

Is it?

~ And Tina... ~ What?

About this race...

I thought...

I just some thoughts bubbling up.

I'm really proud of you.

You're right. It's my day. I'm going to shine out.

~ Be who I know I can be, do the thing I do. ~ Yeah.

TEXT ALERT

Do you recognise this?

It was found at a crime scene.

it has your DNA on it and Caleb Bray's.

A young woman was brutally attacked less than 30 feet away.

What were you doing at Elizabeth Marshall's house?

What, you think I was there?

~ Weren't you? ~ No.

~ The evidence suggests you were. ~ Well, the evidence is wrong.

You know, I don't understand you people.

You people?

I'm not a racist.

You ask us questions - why we keep our kids from your schools,

why we don't want your police,

but you never ask yourselves any questions at all, do you?

We believe that you have corrupted yourselves

and we, as a people, have decided to keep our children

and ourselves free of your soil, your crap.

Now, you might be a clever and just man.

I don't know if you're racist or not,

but the thing is I don't recognise your authority because I don't

believe in the laws that gave you that authority in the first place.

Therefore I refuse to accept you.

You really think you're free?