Code 404 (2020–…): Season 3, Episode 1 - Episode #3.1 - full transcript
Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.
Police! Stay where you are.
So, the role of the Police
is to serve the public trust,
protect the innocent...
Oh my god.
And uphold the law.
This is too dry, Carver,
you're losing the room.
Thank you, DI Carver.
That was interesting,
wasn't it, boys and girls.
Does anyone have a
question to ask us?
Anyone at all? Yes.
You got guns, mate?
No, we don't do
guns do we, John?
DI Carver had his
firearms licence revoked.
What d'you tell 'em that for?
There was an incident,
two people dead,
questions are being asked
about DI Carver's role.
My role? I wasn't the
one found half naked
in the back of a van
wearing sex shop handcuffs.
And you're not the one
whose father perished
at the scene, Roy.
Whose father is being
buried this very afternoon.
Does that answer your question?
- Kind of.
Roy.
Ooh. Uh, sorry boys and girls,
we'll have to do
this another time.
Police Officer
butchered to death.
Shut up.
Multiple contusions
to the head and torso,
perpetrator still at large.
- Really?
- Yeah.
Huh, um, well isn't that great.
Sorry, we've really
gotta take these, the...
Yeah. Uh, they're more
expensive than you'd think.
Ooh, sorry, Miss. Sorry.
Boss wants some staff in
for immediate briefing
on the murder.
Cool. Let's crack this
case, get it done fast.
Well, we'll have to,
we've got stranger-danger at
St Catherine's tomorrow
afternoon so it's...
No, John! I
wanna get back to work,
you know, that means no
more school assemblies,
no more fucking about
with software updates and,
and computer books.
Well, sorry if I'm a
burden to you, Carver.
- That's not what I'm saying.
- No?
Well if it wasn't for me, you'd
be Superintendent, remember?
You'd have the job you wanted.
And the woman you want.
- Oh, can we not do this?
- Oh, do what?
All this. You know, for
once can we just leave
our personal shit out of it and
get on with the job
and be proper coppers?
Fine by me.
Yeah, let's pretend this
conversation never happened.
What conversation?
This one just now
about me holding you back and
you being in love
with my ex-wife.
Jesus, Carver. I mean, you
don't make it easy, do ya.
Last night we
lost one of the SIU family,
DS Matthew Gavin was one of us,
a great bear of a man,
his thick black beard made him
an intimidating
figure to criminals.
But DS Gavin was a joker,
known for his distinctive
braces and loud novelty... ties.
But DS
Gavin wouldn't want us to
stand around talking,
he'd want us to bring
his killers to justice.
That's right.
Who's gonna take the
lead on this one, Boss?
There's no
room for egos on this.
I want the best of the best.
So, the good news is I'm
handing the case over...
to myself.
Good news if you're
the murderer.
You'll all work
under my direct supervision
with the exception of you,
you're still on limited duties.
- Alright, Boss.
- Dismissed.
You know, fuck this,
I'm not waiting for permission
to catch a murderer.
Roy?
Oh, he was
the one with the tash.
No wonder his wife sounded
so confused on the phone.
Oh, somebody should
probably call her back and
tell her he's okay.
DS Gavin was working on
a murder case 40 miles away.
What the fuck's he doing here
at three o'clock in the morning?
- Here we go.
- Good luck.
DS Major, DS Carver.
I know who you are and I've
been told not to let you in.
How about you don't
say we were here and
I don't say you
came to work with a
point zero five level
of blood alcohol.
I had two drinks last night.
Shame if I had to
report my concerns.
This way.
How'd you do that? The
breathalyser thing.
It's one of
my new AI skills
since Dr. Parfit injected
the new nanotech.
I'd no idea.
Hmm, I'm finding I can do
a lot of very useful
new things lately.
Yeah, like what?
Name any chart hit,
I can tell you what volume of
Now That's What I Call
Music it appeared on.
What d'you mean?
"What D'you Mean?",
Justin Bieber,
Now That's What I Call Music
Volume 92. Do another one.
- No.
- Megan Trainor, Now '94.
- Alright.
- Supergrass, Now 31.
Stop.
Erasure and Sam Brown, Now 14.
Also Spice Girls Now
39 and Jamelia Now 59.
Very impressive.
Yeah.
Yeah. Can it help
you catch a criminal?
No, I've not heard of that one.
What have we got?
Body was
discovered at 4am
when workers arrived
for their shift.
It was quite a mess.
You missed something.
It's a blood stain.
Oh, that's from
a previous murder,
a few months back. It's
already been processed.
- It's an ongoing investigation.
- Right.
DS Gavin was back at an old
crime scene when he was killed.
What's he up to? Let's go.
"Let's Go", Calvin
Harris featuring Neo, Now 82.
- Whatever.
- Oasis, Now 30.
- Shut up.
- Black Eyed Peas, Now 57.
Don't speak.
By No Doubt, Now That's
What I Call Music volume 36.
Fucking hell. Never mind.
Dennis Lloyd, Now 101.
Oh. Hi.
You asked me to pop in.
Yeah. I just wanted to,
um, check in with you
ahead of the funeral
just to see you're okay.
Yeah, I'm great.
You're welcome to come.
Hmm, I think it's best I don't.
Bring someone if you
like, like a, a plus one.
What, to my ex-father-in-law-
-who-I-hated's funeral?
It'd be fine if you did.
Yeah, I don't think it would.
Anyway, I'm not
seeing anyone. You?
No, I'm, uh, focussing
on work at the moment.
Me too.
And if you're wondering
about Roy, he...
I'm not. Is he though?
- Is he what? No.
- Seeing someone.
So I guess that's
all three of us...
on our own.
Anyway, uh, can't stand
around here being all sad,
I've got a funeral
to go to. See ya.
- Is he ready?
- On his way.
How d'you
think he's doing?
Lately, his AI is amazing.
The bioelectronic neural dust...
Oh, the stuff you nicked
from Millikan Biotech?
Yeah, the stuff I nicked
from Millikan Biotech.
He's perfect now, no more
glitches, no need for updates.
I've heard that before.
You know, you say he's fine
and then five minutes later
I'm back here because he tried
to shag the Henry Hoover.
That was a one-off incident.
What about the toaster?
A two-off incident.
Alright, lad, you ready?
Uh, in a second, I
just need my tie.
- John.
- Hmm.
Have you been using my computer?
No.
Then why is there...
peanut butter on the keyboard?
I dunno.
And why am I apparently
playing Pokemon?
Oh, don't close it I'm
in a live game. Ahh.
You've got your
own device, John.
So?
So what was the point of
me buying you a tablet
if you are just going
to use my computer?
Because mine wasn't charged.
- Then charge it.
- Alright. Sorry.
God, not like I was distracted
by my dad's funeral or anything.
Can you do my tie
up for me, please?
Thank you. You're out of
peanut butter by the way.
Perfect, isn't he?
His AI is perfect.
You know, if you
name any chart hit,
he can tell you which volume...
Yeah, I know, yeah.
This
coffin is reversing.
This coffin is reversing.
This coffin is reversing.
This coffin is reversing.
Alright, mate? That's
enough, pipe down.
You alright?
Yeah, course. Poppet?
No thank you.
- No?
- No.
Perhaps fittingly for a man
who died on pancake day,
there were two sides
to Clifford Major.
We all knew him as a
bent cop, a bad apple,
a stain on the reputation of SIU
and the kind of person
we'd all prefer to forget.
But if you were to
toss Clifford Major,
you'd see a lighter side to him.
Clifford lived many of his
most recent years in Marbella,
a city in Southern Spain...
Not many
mourners, are there?
Your dad was complicated.
sometimes pronounced
Andalucia.
What was my funeral like?
You know, when I died
first time round.
It was sad. Solemn.
...in the summer,
the temperatures
regularly exceed 30...
I bet there was a bigger
turnout than this.
Marbella's
coastal location,
the cuisine is
based on seafood...
Wasn't there? Like
a bigger turnout?
I didn't exactly do
an head count, mate.
Yeah, but it was more than this?
I was too upset to remember.
...not
forgetting the bonsai museum
which Clifford may
well have visited
and across the
years, Marbella's...
Where was the wake?
- The what?
- The wake, where was the wake?
Where was the wake, Carver?
A few of us went
out for a pizza.
A fucking pizza?
He was an avid ice hockey player
and he was the first
African American
to become head of...
Ah, I think I've, I think I've
pasted in the wrong Wikipedia,
I'm so sorry, bear with me.
Uh. Sorry, what's
your wi-fi code?
Do you, um... does, does
anybody have the wi-fi code?
We're the same, aren't
we? Me and my dad.
No. He was a criminal,
you know, he hurt people.
I've hurt people.
I've held back your career
and your personal life.
There is one big difference
between you and your dad.
Yeah?
He's dead, you're not.
Give us a minute, mate.
Fucking hell.
Excuse me, guv. Boss. Sorry.
Boss, DS Gavin was murdered...
The whole reason
we are at a funeral today
is because of you meddling
in other people's cases.
I've never said that.
Ignore my orders again and
you'll be on school
assemblies until retirement.
What if I go and
visit his widow,
pay our condolences
on behalf of the unit?
Hmm. Well, I, I suppose it is
probably time someone did that.
Tell her we'll be naming
something after him
a birdbath. A big one.
Were you there when
it was my funeral?
Yeah, course.
What was it like?
Garlic bread was a bit dry.
John. John, I'm gonna
shoot back to SIU,
get changed, then I'm gonna
go and see DS Gavin's widow.
Right, I'll come with ya.
Are you sure?
Well, who better to comfort her
than a murdered police officer
who came back from the dead.
Thanks for the flowers, Judith.
Gently, yeah.
Remember this is a grieving
widow we're dealing with.
I will do absolutely
whatever you want me to.
Okay.
No, I mean it, Roy.
I've had a wake-up call.
From now on I'm putting
other people first.
"Everything I do,
I do it for you."
Bryan Adams, Now That's
What I Call... 300
Yeah.
Mrs. Gavin,
DI's Major and Carver.
Uh, we're really sorry
to hear about your loss.
Yeah.
Could we have a chat, please?
Would you like
some tea or coffee?
Oh, no, no, please, don't, uh,
let us put you to any trouble.
Thank you.
He was a good man.
He was, he was well-loved
within the unit.
I can't believe he's gone. He
used to make me feel so safe.
Women often find police officers
attractive for that reason.
Before your husband passed,
was he behaving
strangely in any way?
Are you accusing
him of something?
DI Carver only wants
justice for your husband.
He's a police officer too.
A nice looking one in his way.
Got his own car.
Sense of humour once
you get to know him.
His hobbies include
Mediterranean cookery and salsa.
- What are you doing?
- I'm helping you out.
I don't know if you play
badminton at all but, uh,
this guy...
Excuse me, Mrs. Gavin, I will
have that coffee now, please.
Milk, no sugar.
No. Right, of course.
Thank you.
Well, sorry, I, I
think I'm out of milk.
I'm sure I saw a shop on
the corner of your road.
Yeah, I'll just get my coat.
Thank you.
Fuck me, Carver.
Could you not have
waited for a Costa?
The poor woman's just
lost her husband.
I know she's just lost
her fucking husband
and you're trying to set
me up on a date with her.
She likes coppers and we
know she's definitely single.
- What's up with you today?
- Nothing.
I'm trying to help you out,
you know, get you
back on the rails.
Get me back on the rails?
You're the one who's
off the fucking rail.
Um, there's
something you should know.
Matthew's been staying up
late at night, disappearing.
- I accused him of cheating.
- Oh.
He denied it but today
I found this phone.
It's locked and I
don't have the code.
D'you mind if
we take this with us?
I'm sure forensics will
be able to bypass the...
- What are you doing?
- I'm in. Told ya, new skills.
What does it say?
Your husband wasn't
cheating on you Mrs. Gavin,
he was working,
making connections,
putting a case together,
looking for that final piece
of evidence and last night...
he found it.
Evidence of what?
I think we've got
ourselves a serial killer.
Oh, shit.
Thanks, Mrs. Gavin.
Thank you, Mrs. Gavin.
Who's Clifford?
Try and get
hold of Judith.
DS Papastathopoulos responding
to reported activity
at the Gavin murder
scene, request backup.
Not that back-up.
Ah, she's not answering Roy.
He's lured her back
to that butchers unit
the same as he did to
Gavin, put your foot down.
That's her squad car.
We need torches.
No, no, no, night vision,
another one of my
new AI abilities.
Well I haven't got
fucking night vision.
If the killer's in there,
we can use the darkness
to our advantage.
Stay close and trust me.
Stay close.
Ahh, Jesus. Fucking hell.
John, what's going on?
Oh my god.
What?
I think I've
discovered something.
What is it?
Turns out I've
not got night vision.
But you said you had.
I assumed I would have,
I mean it seems like it would
be the obvious thing to give me.
I'm a bit disappointed,
to be honest.
You're fucking
disappointed?
Huh.
You're un... ah, what have
I done to deserve this?
Pet Shop Boys featuring
Dusty Springfield, Now That's...
Oh, fuck off. Ow,
we're down... we're in
a pitch black abattoir
with a fucking serial killer.
Keep your
voice down, Roy.
No, you keep
your voice down.
Ah, someone's grabbed me.
Stop screaming you twat.
Ah, it's him, Roy. Ahh.
Get off my feet.
It's him, Roy.
Judith, I've got him.
Yeah, you'll never hurt
anyone again, scumbag.
Hee, hee, hee, hee, hee,
hee, hee, hee, hee, hee.
Oh,
I'm too old for this shit.
You're too
shit for this shit.
Fun and games.
Fun and games.
Just plain insane.
I gave
strict instructions
that you were to stay
away from this case.
But...
you made progress.
Oh. Besides which, the
puppet freaks me out.
I'm handing the whole case over.
Handing it over? Who to?
Oh come on, Boss, me and Major
don't deserve to be side-lined.
Sorry, I'm a bit confused.
DI Major never was side-lined,
it's only you I
had concerns about.
Why did you do all the
assemblies with us?
We're partners, Roy,
I'll go wherever you go.
It's
up to you DI Major.
Do you think DI
Carver can handle it?
In the words of Tina
Turner, Now 16 side two,
he's "simply the best".
Cheers, mate.
Only
leaves one problem,
who's gonna handle
the road safety talks
at the big scouting
jamboree this weekend?
You have
got to be kidding me!
Knew you'd be excited.
Okay, we're good.
"We're Good",
Dua Lipa Now 108.
Alright, mate, let's
change the record shall we,
- yeah, please.
- Yeah.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.
Police! Stay where you are.
So, the role of the Police
is to serve the public trust,
protect the innocent...
Oh my god.
And uphold the law.
This is too dry, Carver,
you're losing the room.
Thank you, DI Carver.
That was interesting,
wasn't it, boys and girls.
Does anyone have a
question to ask us?
Anyone at all? Yes.
You got guns, mate?
No, we don't do
guns do we, John?
DI Carver had his
firearms licence revoked.
What d'you tell 'em that for?
There was an incident,
two people dead,
questions are being asked
about DI Carver's role.
My role? I wasn't the
one found half naked
in the back of a van
wearing sex shop handcuffs.
And you're not the one
whose father perished
at the scene, Roy.
Whose father is being
buried this very afternoon.
Does that answer your question?
- Kind of.
Roy.
Ooh. Uh, sorry boys and girls,
we'll have to do
this another time.
Police Officer
butchered to death.
Shut up.
Multiple contusions
to the head and torso,
perpetrator still at large.
- Really?
- Yeah.
Huh, um, well isn't that great.
Sorry, we've really
gotta take these, the...
Yeah. Uh, they're more
expensive than you'd think.
Ooh, sorry, Miss. Sorry.
Boss wants some staff in
for immediate briefing
on the murder.
Cool. Let's crack this
case, get it done fast.
Well, we'll have to,
we've got stranger-danger at
St Catherine's tomorrow
afternoon so it's...
No, John! I
wanna get back to work,
you know, that means no
more school assemblies,
no more fucking about
with software updates and,
and computer books.
Well, sorry if I'm a
burden to you, Carver.
- That's not what I'm saying.
- No?
Well if it wasn't for me, you'd
be Superintendent, remember?
You'd have the job you wanted.
And the woman you want.
- Oh, can we not do this?
- Oh, do what?
All this. You know, for
once can we just leave
our personal shit out of it and
get on with the job
and be proper coppers?
Fine by me.
Yeah, let's pretend this
conversation never happened.
What conversation?
This one just now
about me holding you back and
you being in love
with my ex-wife.
Jesus, Carver. I mean, you
don't make it easy, do ya.
Last night we
lost one of the SIU family,
DS Matthew Gavin was one of us,
a great bear of a man,
his thick black beard made him
an intimidating
figure to criminals.
But DS Gavin was a joker,
known for his distinctive
braces and loud novelty... ties.
But DS
Gavin wouldn't want us to
stand around talking,
he'd want us to bring
his killers to justice.
That's right.
Who's gonna take the
lead on this one, Boss?
There's no
room for egos on this.
I want the best of the best.
So, the good news is I'm
handing the case over...
to myself.
Good news if you're
the murderer.
You'll all work
under my direct supervision
with the exception of you,
you're still on limited duties.
- Alright, Boss.
- Dismissed.
You know, fuck this,
I'm not waiting for permission
to catch a murderer.
Roy?
Oh, he was
the one with the tash.
No wonder his wife sounded
so confused on the phone.
Oh, somebody should
probably call her back and
tell her he's okay.
DS Gavin was working on
a murder case 40 miles away.
What the fuck's he doing here
at three o'clock in the morning?
- Here we go.
- Good luck.
DS Major, DS Carver.
I know who you are and I've
been told not to let you in.
How about you don't
say we were here and
I don't say you
came to work with a
point zero five level
of blood alcohol.
I had two drinks last night.
Shame if I had to
report my concerns.
This way.
How'd you do that? The
breathalyser thing.
It's one of
my new AI skills
since Dr. Parfit injected
the new nanotech.
I'd no idea.
Hmm, I'm finding I can do
a lot of very useful
new things lately.
Yeah, like what?
Name any chart hit,
I can tell you what volume of
Now That's What I Call
Music it appeared on.
What d'you mean?
"What D'you Mean?",
Justin Bieber,
Now That's What I Call Music
Volume 92. Do another one.
- No.
- Megan Trainor, Now '94.
- Alright.
- Supergrass, Now 31.
Stop.
Erasure and Sam Brown, Now 14.
Also Spice Girls Now
39 and Jamelia Now 59.
Very impressive.
Yeah.
Yeah. Can it help
you catch a criminal?
No, I've not heard of that one.
What have we got?
Body was
discovered at 4am
when workers arrived
for their shift.
It was quite a mess.
You missed something.
It's a blood stain.
Oh, that's from
a previous murder,
a few months back. It's
already been processed.
- It's an ongoing investigation.
- Right.
DS Gavin was back at an old
crime scene when he was killed.
What's he up to? Let's go.
"Let's Go", Calvin
Harris featuring Neo, Now 82.
- Whatever.
- Oasis, Now 30.
- Shut up.
- Black Eyed Peas, Now 57.
Don't speak.
By No Doubt, Now That's
What I Call Music volume 36.
Fucking hell. Never mind.
Dennis Lloyd, Now 101.
Oh. Hi.
You asked me to pop in.
Yeah. I just wanted to,
um, check in with you
ahead of the funeral
just to see you're okay.
Yeah, I'm great.
You're welcome to come.
Hmm, I think it's best I don't.
Bring someone if you
like, like a, a plus one.
What, to my ex-father-in-law-
-who-I-hated's funeral?
It'd be fine if you did.
Yeah, I don't think it would.
Anyway, I'm not
seeing anyone. You?
No, I'm, uh, focussing
on work at the moment.
Me too.
And if you're wondering
about Roy, he...
I'm not. Is he though?
- Is he what? No.
- Seeing someone.
So I guess that's
all three of us...
on our own.
Anyway, uh, can't stand
around here being all sad,
I've got a funeral
to go to. See ya.
- Is he ready?
- On his way.
How d'you
think he's doing?
Lately, his AI is amazing.
The bioelectronic neural dust...
Oh, the stuff you nicked
from Millikan Biotech?
Yeah, the stuff I nicked
from Millikan Biotech.
He's perfect now, no more
glitches, no need for updates.
I've heard that before.
You know, you say he's fine
and then five minutes later
I'm back here because he tried
to shag the Henry Hoover.
That was a one-off incident.
What about the toaster?
A two-off incident.
Alright, lad, you ready?
Uh, in a second, I
just need my tie.
- John.
- Hmm.
Have you been using my computer?
No.
Then why is there...
peanut butter on the keyboard?
I dunno.
And why am I apparently
playing Pokemon?
Oh, don't close it I'm
in a live game. Ahh.
You've got your
own device, John.
So?
So what was the point of
me buying you a tablet
if you are just going
to use my computer?
Because mine wasn't charged.
- Then charge it.
- Alright. Sorry.
God, not like I was distracted
by my dad's funeral or anything.
Can you do my tie
up for me, please?
Thank you. You're out of
peanut butter by the way.
Perfect, isn't he?
His AI is perfect.
You know, if you
name any chart hit,
he can tell you which volume...
Yeah, I know, yeah.
This
coffin is reversing.
This coffin is reversing.
This coffin is reversing.
This coffin is reversing.
Alright, mate? That's
enough, pipe down.
You alright?
Yeah, course. Poppet?
No thank you.
- No?
- No.
Perhaps fittingly for a man
who died on pancake day,
there were two sides
to Clifford Major.
We all knew him as a
bent cop, a bad apple,
a stain on the reputation of SIU
and the kind of person
we'd all prefer to forget.
But if you were to
toss Clifford Major,
you'd see a lighter side to him.
Clifford lived many of his
most recent years in Marbella,
a city in Southern Spain...
Not many
mourners, are there?
Your dad was complicated.
sometimes pronounced
Andalucia.
What was my funeral like?
You know, when I died
first time round.
It was sad. Solemn.
...in the summer,
the temperatures
regularly exceed 30...
I bet there was a bigger
turnout than this.
Marbella's
coastal location,
the cuisine is
based on seafood...
Wasn't there? Like
a bigger turnout?
I didn't exactly do
an head count, mate.
Yeah, but it was more than this?
I was too upset to remember.
...not
forgetting the bonsai museum
which Clifford may
well have visited
and across the
years, Marbella's...
Where was the wake?
- The what?
- The wake, where was the wake?
Where was the wake, Carver?
A few of us went
out for a pizza.
A fucking pizza?
He was an avid ice hockey player
and he was the first
African American
to become head of...
Ah, I think I've, I think I've
pasted in the wrong Wikipedia,
I'm so sorry, bear with me.
Uh. Sorry, what's
your wi-fi code?
Do you, um... does, does
anybody have the wi-fi code?
We're the same, aren't
we? Me and my dad.
No. He was a criminal,
you know, he hurt people.
I've hurt people.
I've held back your career
and your personal life.
There is one big difference
between you and your dad.
Yeah?
He's dead, you're not.
Give us a minute, mate.
Fucking hell.
Excuse me, guv. Boss. Sorry.
Boss, DS Gavin was murdered...
The whole reason
we are at a funeral today
is because of you meddling
in other people's cases.
I've never said that.
Ignore my orders again and
you'll be on school
assemblies until retirement.
What if I go and
visit his widow,
pay our condolences
on behalf of the unit?
Hmm. Well, I, I suppose it is
probably time someone did that.
Tell her we'll be naming
something after him
a birdbath. A big one.
Were you there when
it was my funeral?
Yeah, course.
What was it like?
Garlic bread was a bit dry.
John. John, I'm gonna
shoot back to SIU,
get changed, then I'm gonna
go and see DS Gavin's widow.
Right, I'll come with ya.
Are you sure?
Well, who better to comfort her
than a murdered police officer
who came back from the dead.
Thanks for the flowers, Judith.
Gently, yeah.
Remember this is a grieving
widow we're dealing with.
I will do absolutely
whatever you want me to.
Okay.
No, I mean it, Roy.
I've had a wake-up call.
From now on I'm putting
other people first.
"Everything I do,
I do it for you."
Bryan Adams, Now That's
What I Call... 300
Yeah.
Mrs. Gavin,
DI's Major and Carver.
Uh, we're really sorry
to hear about your loss.
Yeah.
Could we have a chat, please?
Would you like
some tea or coffee?
Oh, no, no, please, don't, uh,
let us put you to any trouble.
Thank you.
He was a good man.
He was, he was well-loved
within the unit.
I can't believe he's gone. He
used to make me feel so safe.
Women often find police officers
attractive for that reason.
Before your husband passed,
was he behaving
strangely in any way?
Are you accusing
him of something?
DI Carver only wants
justice for your husband.
He's a police officer too.
A nice looking one in his way.
Got his own car.
Sense of humour once
you get to know him.
His hobbies include
Mediterranean cookery and salsa.
- What are you doing?
- I'm helping you out.
I don't know if you play
badminton at all but, uh,
this guy...
Excuse me, Mrs. Gavin, I will
have that coffee now, please.
Milk, no sugar.
No. Right, of course.
Thank you.
Well, sorry, I, I
think I'm out of milk.
I'm sure I saw a shop on
the corner of your road.
Yeah, I'll just get my coat.
Thank you.
Fuck me, Carver.
Could you not have
waited for a Costa?
The poor woman's just
lost her husband.
I know she's just lost
her fucking husband
and you're trying to set
me up on a date with her.
She likes coppers and we
know she's definitely single.
- What's up with you today?
- Nothing.
I'm trying to help you out,
you know, get you
back on the rails.
Get me back on the rails?
You're the one who's
off the fucking rail.
Um, there's
something you should know.
Matthew's been staying up
late at night, disappearing.
- I accused him of cheating.
- Oh.
He denied it but today
I found this phone.
It's locked and I
don't have the code.
D'you mind if
we take this with us?
I'm sure forensics will
be able to bypass the...
- What are you doing?
- I'm in. Told ya, new skills.
What does it say?
Your husband wasn't
cheating on you Mrs. Gavin,
he was working,
making connections,
putting a case together,
looking for that final piece
of evidence and last night...
he found it.
Evidence of what?
I think we've got
ourselves a serial killer.
Oh, shit.
Thanks, Mrs. Gavin.
Thank you, Mrs. Gavin.
Who's Clifford?
Try and get
hold of Judith.
DS Papastathopoulos responding
to reported activity
at the Gavin murder
scene, request backup.
Not that back-up.
Ah, she's not answering Roy.
He's lured her back
to that butchers unit
the same as he did to
Gavin, put your foot down.
That's her squad car.
We need torches.
No, no, no, night vision,
another one of my
new AI abilities.
Well I haven't got
fucking night vision.
If the killer's in there,
we can use the darkness
to our advantage.
Stay close and trust me.
Stay close.
Ahh, Jesus. Fucking hell.
John, what's going on?
Oh my god.
What?
I think I've
discovered something.
What is it?
Turns out I've
not got night vision.
But you said you had.
I assumed I would have,
I mean it seems like it would
be the obvious thing to give me.
I'm a bit disappointed,
to be honest.
You're fucking
disappointed?
Huh.
You're un... ah, what have
I done to deserve this?
Pet Shop Boys featuring
Dusty Springfield, Now That's...
Oh, fuck off. Ow,
we're down... we're in
a pitch black abattoir
with a fucking serial killer.
Keep your
voice down, Roy.
No, you keep
your voice down.
Ah, someone's grabbed me.
Stop screaming you twat.
Ah, it's him, Roy. Ahh.
Get off my feet.
It's him, Roy.
Judith, I've got him.
Yeah, you'll never hurt
anyone again, scumbag.
Hee, hee, hee, hee, hee,
hee, hee, hee, hee, hee.
Oh,
I'm too old for this shit.
You're too
shit for this shit.
Fun and games.
Fun and games.
Just plain insane.
I gave
strict instructions
that you were to stay
away from this case.
But...
you made progress.
Oh. Besides which, the
puppet freaks me out.
I'm handing the whole case over.
Handing it over? Who to?
Oh come on, Boss, me and Major
don't deserve to be side-lined.
Sorry, I'm a bit confused.
DI Major never was side-lined,
it's only you I
had concerns about.
Why did you do all the
assemblies with us?
We're partners, Roy,
I'll go wherever you go.
It's
up to you DI Major.
Do you think DI
Carver can handle it?
In the words of Tina
Turner, Now 16 side two,
he's "simply the best".
Cheers, mate.
Only
leaves one problem,
who's gonna handle
the road safety talks
at the big scouting
jamboree this weekend?
You have
got to be kidding me!
Knew you'd be excited.
Okay, we're good.
"We're Good",
Dua Lipa Now 108.
Alright, mate, let's
change the record shall we,
- yeah, please.
- Yeah.