It's my responsibility.
No. It's my responsibility. I created her.
But it's a match for Bill Martin's blood type.
Do you think that's the murder weapon?
It could be.
Why would this woman want to frame Isabella?
Shall we have dinner?
There's one or two errands I need to run though.
- Winter. He just released Isabella. - What?!
I know you're here!
HARRY! HARRY! HARRY!
Come on Harry. Come on. Oh my God! Oh my God!
- NO! - No, he's dead.
Don't scream... Don't scream!
Just give me what you've got and I leave you alive.
I've got nothing.
What's this? Ah! Ah!
Leave me alone.
Hand it over... now.
Do you want it?
It's yours.
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- Harry! Harry! - Shocking. Clear.
Can you hear me, Harry?
- Harry! - We need to get him to the hospital.
Harry, stay with us, alright?
It's alright. It's alright, Harry.
Harry.
Hey, it's me.
Erm, ah you're thirty minutes late I just hope you're alright?
- Hi. - Hi.
I'm sorry.
I thought maybe something might've happened.
No, it's the Dalston Soup Kitchen.
It's a... a madhouse.
It's fine. I'm just glad you're alright.
Hum! What have you been doing? Cooking? It smells great.
I just wanted to say sorry for what happened.
Oh, I could tell...
You know, I should never have allowed your arrest.
It's alright.
You mean a lot to me and err, I just hope you can forgive me.
Oh, it's work, I'm sorry.
Yeah.
Oh God... Where is he?
Alright! Well I, I, I'll be right there.
It's one of my officers, Harry Clayton. He's had a serious accident.
- I'm sorry I gotta go. - Yeah go. Go.
No Jay, Jay, Jay... I got something.
Ready?
Nathan, it's not moving!
- PULL HARDER! - I'm trying!
SHIT!!! So now, I can't even pawn it.
And I've gotta get publicly beaten wearing... jewellery!
- Well, I'll fight instead. - What?
C'mon, I go in, I take a few punches, we get the money,
- pay the debt. - No.
Jay, you nearly died last time.
And you think I'm gonna let my little brother risk it?
Ah? Ah?
We both know mum would've beaten me to a pulp for not looking after you.
Alright?
Besides, who knows? Odds might go in my favour for a change.
What, like, you might go down in the second round, instead of the first!
Think he's waking up. Suri, go and get Anna. Harry?
Harry, can you hear me?
If this is heaven, it's not what it's cracked up to be!
It's okay everyone, he's still an arse.
I thought you were dead, you scumbag.
- Sorry to disappoint you. - Dad!
Ah. Daisy...
Dad, I was so worried about you!
Hello.
Daise, shall we go get something to eat?
Get you something too if you like.
Great, the third date vending machine.
Err, I was so afraid the paramedics wouldn't get there in time.
You saved my life.
You need saving.
- It's gone! - It's gone!
Oh sorry...
No, don't worry, Alistair, come in. Come in.
I'll go and find Daisy.
God! I'm glad you're still alive. I really thought...
Alistair... What happened wasn't an accident.
Isabella tried to kill me.
What are you talking about?
I know it's the last thing you want to believe.
But last night she came to shut me down for good.
If Anna hadn't been there, she'd've done the job.
Harry, Harry, you've been through an ordeal. Your head's in a mess...
No, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but I'm crystal clear.
They've been others too.
The criminals on our list; She's the one taking them out.
What the hell is wrong with you?
First you arrest my girlfriend with deficient evidence, and now this!
We were involved!
What are you saying?
Isabella and I knew each other long before you did.
When I broke it off, she turned psychotic.
That's why she's targeted you.
No, you, you're lying.
Look at me! Look! Look where I am.
I maybe a lot of things, but I'm not that cruel and I am not insane.
So why else would I tell you this?
Please, Alistair, please...
Get yourself... Back on your feet.
Listen Al, Alistair! Stay away from her!
Shit.
You're... still here.
Yes, I thought I'd wait for you after that call.
Thought it might be a rough night for you.
Thanks.
Do you wanna talk about it?
Harry Clayton was electrocuted last night.
That is terrible. Oh.
What a terrible way to die.
How did that happen?
I mean, was it in the line of duty? Or an accident?
We're looking into it.
Oh God. I'm sorry.
You know, when you say 'weapon', people think of a knife or a gun.
But a glass shard can be just as lethal.
Why are you here?
I didn't want to kill Harry.
But he made it impossible for me not to.
Where's the other bracelet?
I destroyed it.
You're lying.
You're the one who told me to destroy yours if you died.
Why would you do that?
Because look what it's done to you!
You just murdered the best man I ever knew.
And you can kill me, Isabella,
it won't change the fact you're alone now. For good.
Leave town. If I see you, I will kill you.
Harry... Harry...
You're dead. You're dead. You're dead. Isabella...
She killed me. But I came back again.
Shouldn't you be in the hospital?
Probably. You going somewhere?
Isabella came by; She told me to get out of town.
She thinks you're dead... Has she seen you?
No, but it's only a matter of time.
Where's the bracelet?
Eve, where's the bracelet?
I... did something stupid.
Come on, Jay... Come on Jay, you got him.
You got this.
Finish him!
And tonight, our winner, Jay Tate! Jay Tate!
But... What happened to Harry was an accident.
Investigating Harry's crash is purely a precautionary measure.
Just examine the site, liaise with the Serious Collision.
Investigation Squad, make sure we're not missing anything.
Okay, we'll visit the scene, go to the impound.
Thanks.
Oh and Suri? Please treat this with the utmost confidentiality.
Let's give Harry his recovery time.
Sure.
Can you get me a printout of all the cases Harry Clayton
investigated over the last three months.
Thanks.
According to the report, there was a leak
in Harry's brake fluid reservoir.
In there, see that?
Time of the accident, this thing was pretty much empty.
Could that have caused the crash?
Hard to say. Would have stopped him avoiding it.
What caused the leak?
It's natural abrasion, in older vehicles.
But the report says there's no way of telling how or when it happened.
But Harry just had that car serviced.
Wouldn't they have spotted it?
So that's it, it's all paid off?
Yeah.
Anything we make from here on out goes straight to the bank of Jay.
Ah. Lucky for you, the bank covers its brother too.
Tate? You there?
You was on form last night.
Been eating my greens, I guess.
I've got another club tonight. Big league.
You feel like stepping up?
- Yeah. - Good lad.
- Barman. Another. - Uhuh?
You celebrating?
Or mourning...
A little of both.
I just lost my only companion.
My last bit of hope in this world.
Well, you know the best way to get over someone?
Get under someone-else. You get me, ahahah.
I'm having a very bad day. Leave me alone.
- Sorry about that. - Thanks.
That was rude.
Oh... I thought I made myself very clear.
Yeah. I've had a real fucker of an evening.
So why don't you lose the resting bitch face and make this fun for us.
Yeah.
Fine.
Argh! My eyes.
Argh! Argh! My eye's argh!
Help me, please, somebody help!
Dave, you got to come and see this kid, dodges like he's a mind reader.
You think our mugger's here?
Regular fighters are marked with a horseshoe tattoo on their thumb.
He had one.
Contestants get paid to enter cause they might not come out.
- Alright, Rory. - Alright. Long time no see.
Can we watch?
Of course. Your mate looks a little soft.
Keep an eye on him.
Tattoos.
You know the guy in the green shorts?
Yeah, Jay Tate.
Usually on his back in minutes, he's suddenly got cocky.
Look at him, thinks he's Tyson Fury.
Tonight's winner, Jay Tate! Jay Tate! Jay Tate!
Tate! Tate! Tate!
- Sir? - How'd it go?
Crime scene was err, nasty, but as the report suggested.
Poor driving conditions, fallen pylon cable, Harry was just
unlucky to be the path of least resistance.
Nothing to suggest foul play there.
- But? - Well, there was one thing.
Erm, a leak in the brake fluid container of Harry's car.
When he was out that night, he was essentially driving without brakes.
Do we know how it got there?
No. But we know it's recent.
Harry had the car serviced two months ago.
I checked the vehicle report, there was no leak then.
- Doesn't tell us much. - No, it doesn't. But...
Being there at the scene, adding up all these weird factors...
Something just doesn't feel right.
Here are, just like I said.
And there's plenty more where that come from, alright?
Bit more than an entrance fee, ain't it?
- Tate. Congratulations. - Thank you.
Against all the odds, huh? Some serious brass balls on you.
Or is it something else?
Who are you?
DI Clayton. I'm the last person to wear what's on your wrist.
You can feel it then.
Piss off, mate.
It's intoxicating, I get it.
Everything is going your way, feels invincible.
But there are consequences.
- What's he on about? - Later...
Listen to me. Every time something lucky happens to you,
something bad follows.
Listen to me!
Let's go! Let's go!
Stay down. Stay down!
Five, five, five thous, five thousand. Five thousand.
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
We are gonna be rolling in it, bruv.
Seriously, I reckon I can beat anyone now.
Yeah. You don't reckon that copper's gonna come after us?
I reckon he won't be able to catch us.
Oi, mate!
What're you doing?
He's a pretty boy, ain't he?
I'm talking about the car, not you.
Can I help you?
Yeah. You can give me your keys.
Jay, people can see!
I'm just talking nice to the fella.
You don't want to make trouble with me.
No. I want you to hand over the car without a fuss.
Alright, I warned you...
Jay! Jay, Jay!
- Stop it! Somebody help! - Jay, what are you doing man?
Get off him!
- Jay, man! - Give me the key!
What are you doing, man?
Jay. Jay. What are you doing?
Get in the car, Nathan.
Who the hell did you just mug?
Jesus!
You didn't have to do it, you didn't have to be there tonight.
There's nothing tying us together anymore, you can just walk away.
I know how much you hated wearing the bracelet.
Really?
You're a funny thing.
Eve, that guy is carrying a curse he doesn't even realise is on him.
However much of a dickhead Jay is,
the bracelet's our responsibility.
Not yours, Harry.
I've worn it. I've seen what it can do to a man.
It'll always be my responsibility.
And you really don't know where he is?
Anna, I am doing everything in my power to keep him safe.
But you know what Harry's like.
_
Let's go back.
So the car swerved off the road, that's when Harry got out?
Yes. It's when the cable electrocuted him.
Any other details? Anything out of the ordinary?
Shouldn't you be asking Harry these questions?
Anna, if there's something you know, you have to tell me.
Harry said you were dating Isabella Augustine.
Why do you bring that up?
Because before I say anything, I need to know
where she fits in to all of this.
With you.
Yes, we've been involved.
But... I'm currently assessing the nature of our relationship.
There was a car tailing us that night.
Alright. Did you get a look at it? License plate, model, anything?
It was a black four by four.
Who was it, Anna?
Find out where Isabella was the night of the accident.
Be careful, Alistair.
Why didn't you tell me you knew Harry Clayton?
What do you mean?
Harry told me, just before the accident,
said you knew each other from Gamblers' Anonymous.
Ah!
Well, we're not supposed to disclose any information about other
members, under any circumstances.
But there you go!
Well, I didn't even know you had a gambling problem.
I don't. I did, but not anymore.
Honestly, Alistair, that is all in the past...
Harry and I barely spoke. We didn't really know each other.
You could have said something that night.
Apart from the discretion code, it didn't really feel like the
appropriate moment to talk about all this.
When you just had that call about the accident.
Okay. Thanks.
Actually... We're not so sure it was an accident.
Oh?
A man who lives opposite saw the whole thing.
Spotted a vehicle pulling away, soon after Harry was electrocuted.
Struck us as a bit odd.
You know, car crashed, Harry on the floor.
You'd have thought they'd have at least stopped.
Yes. That does sound odd.
It's probably nothing, but we're gonna bring him in,
interview him for a vehicle description.
Anyway, look, sorry. I'm banging on about work.
It's good to see you.
- Coffee. - Yeah.
Woohoo... What do you say, Nath?
You still weeping over your lost morals?
Right, so you're just gonna sit there resenting me.
Even though I'm the one paying for all this shit.
I'm the one with the plan, the cash, the talent...
I mean, what do you actually bring to the table, Nath? Ah?
Y'know, I used to think I was just looking out for you.
But you know what the term is for someone like you? Leech!
You know what? There. Think of it as 'fuck off' money.
What?
I don't need that rain cloud over your head pissing all over me.
Go on. Get lost.
You know what, Jay, you always were a prick.
But you used to be a good brother.
Mum'll be turning in her grave right now!
Funny how luck changes someone, isn't it?
Right, give us some space, go on! Quickly. Move! Move!
- Thank you! - How'd you find me?
- Your brother called me. - What!?
You're losing it, Jay! Alright, you need help, mate!
So you enlist a flipping copper, you idiot?
I'm not here to arrest you.
I want you to stop using the bracelet, before it's too late.
You seriously still selling me that comic book shit?
Okay.
- Find the Queen of Hearts. - What?
Just do it. If it's not there I'll leave.
- No way... - Jack of Diamonds.
It's obviously a trick deck.
- Name a card. - Eight of Clubs.
Pick one.
I told you.
It's the bracelet.
No. It's not.
- Jay... - You can feel it, eh.
Every since you started wearing it, how everything changed.
You're addicted already.
It's not the flipping bracelet, alright!?
Jay. My head really hurts...
This is all just some big fucking con!
I'm having my first good run in years, I'm not about to let
- some Celtic tosser ruin it! - I'm just trying to help you, mate.
- Jay. My head doesn't feel right... - Just stay the hell away from me.
- Jay! - You alright?
Nathan!
Nathan. What are you doing? Nathan? Nathan? Nathan? He is not breathing!
Nathan!
What are you doing in here?
These are Harry's old files.
- This is private. - Why are you looking at them?
D'you think they have something to do with what happened to Harry?
I saw you talking to Anna Clayton earlier.
Please sir, if someone's trying to hurt Harry,
you have to tell me about it.
I can't discuss this.
Not yet.
Where are you going?
Sir, what the hell is going on?
You watch your tone, Suri. Remember who's in charge here.
Look, I'm, I'm sorry. I'll explain everything tomorrow.
Thank you. Thanks for all your help.
What was that about?
I don't know. But I'm officially done being kept in the dark.
- What are you doing? - Enlisting a grass.
What are we gonna do with him?
I'm working on it. But tell you, we're not gonna abandon him.
Can't become like Isabella.
How you holding up?
How the hell could he have had a brain aneurysm?
Ah? Nathan's twenty one. He don't even drink, he's healthy.
I don't think it works like that.
So you're not messing with me, are you?
You really believe this is a lucky bracelet.
I know it sounds a complete bollocks.
But the sooner you start believing it, the more you'll be able
to protect yourself.
So, so Nathan dying...
that's really cos of me?
The luck has to balance itself out.
That's why we need to teach you all we can.
Before you lose anything else.
I've got nothing left to lose.
_
Excuse me.
Harry.
Suri?
That's right. Got fed up of you dodging my calls.
Suri. This is not a good time.
We've been investigating what happened to you.
Winter sent us to the crime scene, and I saw him talking to Anna earlier.
I don't think he believes it was an accident and now he's left
the office and won't say where he's going.
Listen to me.
Track his phone, send me his destination.
Harry's medicine's dealing with it.
This is mine.
When things started going right, I thought I was
finally getting a silver lining for all the shit I'd gone through.
But this, this thing.
It ain't a reward, is it?
It's a punishment.
You put it on me. Take it off.
I've tried... It won't budge.
Please. I can't be this person anymore. Take it off.
I'm sorry, I can't, it won't come off.
What you talking about?
The bracelet stays with you till the day you die.
I'm sorry I can't change that.
I really hoped you wouldn't come.
There isn't a witness that lives opposite.
You tricked me.
I'm afraid I did.
It didn't occur to me at first.
The fact that Harry accused you of murder,
and that very same
night he wound up in a tragic accident.
I was vindicated of that charge.
Yeah. And I believed you.
But I've been in this job a long time.
You stop being able to ignore your gut.
And I just couldn't shake it off.
The way everything seemed to line up so neatly to make sure Harry died.
The leak. The accident. Falling cable.
And you know what the strangest thing was?
It extended to his cases too.
All of these criminals dying in the most mysterious circumstances.
- Bad luck. - I don't believe in luck.
C'mon... C'mon, Alistair, pick up...
- Please leave a message after the tone. - Bollocks!
Suri, tell me?
I've got him, Seventeen West Walk, Latimore Road.
That's the road where I died.
Yeah, I know. Why would Winter go there?
I think he's in serious trouble. Suri, get back-up!
Where did you get that?
After I met you and Harry at the fight club,
I needed a quick getaway.
Like magic, this, this Porsche pulls up.
Found this in the glove compartment.
I thought I was on a fucking roll.
Everything I wanted just kept appearing. But Nathan...
Na, Nathan, he cottoned on to it. He told me to stop.
Only, he's the one who got punished 'cause I wouldn't stop.
Jay... Please put the gun down.
You did this to me. You put it on my fucking wrist.
You knew what was gonna happen.
I know, I... made a mistake.
Will the bracelet bring Nathan back?
No! No, I'm sorry... N, No.
Please, Jay, don't. Please don't.
I'm sorry for what I did to you.
No!
Where were you the night of the accident?
I already told you.
Right. The soup kitchen.
You see, I called them, and they didn't have an event that night.
In fact, they have no record of any volunteer named Isabella Augustine.
And there was something else.
Anna Clayton saw a car following her.
All the way from their house, to the scene of the accident.
Harry was electrocuted by a pylon cable.
What do other cars have to do with that?
Maybe nothing.
But she remembers what the vehicle looked like and she could
probably identify it if requested.
Was that your car, Isabella?
You'd never put someone away with that.
You're probably right.
I just wanted to know for myself, if you were involved.
And now I do.
When I met you,
I thought you must've been...
sent.
I spent so long wishing for you.
And now I know who you are.
And I will see to it that you're brought to justice for what
you've done.
If you confess now,
your sentencing will be more lenient.
If not, rest assured we'll find the evidence to put you away for
a long time.
Goodbye, Isabella.
Alistair.
It's such a shame, we could have parted so amicably.
So who's next?
If I kill her, I lose.
If you don't, we all lose.
I want SO19. Men on the streets. A cordon round her house.
Oh and I have to be there.
We have no chance of catching her unless I am there.
We have to get Daisy. She is going to come for you.
You have to suffer, Harry Clayton.
Lose everything, so you can see the world as she does.
If you had to put your last penny on one person...
Who would it be?
So how will you beat her?
You've no chance without this.
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