Previously on Passenger...
That's a fully-grown stag.
We're ready for you now.
Eddie Wells is getting out.
I've lost my family, and he gets leniency? That isn't right.
Leave me alone!
What about the missing Swedish girl, Nina Karlsson? I can do that.
Spotted a day or two ago.
- So that's that? - That is that, yeah.
Katie, someone's taken her.
I need a full search of the area, like, now!
- Katie? - She's back home. It's a false alarm.
- So, where is he, then? - Eddie.
Hiya, darling.
Should be ample warm now.
Don't need it for warmth. Need it for light.
- This where you were Friday? - More or less.
- Did he hurt you? - Who?
Come for me again, I'll make your life a misery.
- Katie? - You should say hello.
Nina? Folk have been looking for you. Worried.
What do you want me to say?
I'm Nina, and I'm lost?
I wanted to find you.
You wanted a case. "Dead Girls In Forest."
Let me tell you something.
It's the people that say they don't need help that need it the most.
And you, little desperate one,
you are in over your head.
Katie...
Oh!
- She's late. - Yolanda, she meant to be here at nine.
Yolanda left four year ago, Sue.
- She's left? - Alicante.
Well, will Nick change my sheets, then?
Nick went with.
Even though he's got a shellfish allergy and burns like a dick.
- But Nick's your husband. - I know.
It's a shit situation.
I've divvied your tabs, they're on the kitchen table.
- You "administer" tablets. - Fine, administer.
Any news on the missing girl?
How do you know about that?
Oh...
Well, drunk people talk a lot.
Katie's home. Safe and sound.
No...
I didn't mean her. Where's Nina Karlsson?
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'Could it be this weird weather, do you know what I mean?
'Cos everyone seems to have it.
'We've got folk afraid of this, we've got folk afraid of that.
'We've all got a bit jumpy, haven't we?'
Milk and one.
I don't drink tea.
Since when?
Here she is. My baby girl.
That'll be your sister. Lil?
You've given Katie your cold!
Hand over your mouth when you cough!
'All right, no need to shout. I'm right here.'
Hey, sweetheart.
Lil? Lil?
You need to fetch t'car from the garage.
- I'll do it later. - How 'bout now?
I can get the car.
- It's her responsibility. - We're family.
You know you can't just go to t'garage.
- It's my garage. - Not any more. After what happened.
Just... stay home, keep out of everybody's way.
- Looked like he popped some muscle on in prison. - Mm.
He's got them ones that go down from the neck to the shoulder.
Traps. I've always liked traps.
- Table's ready. - Thanks, Lynn. - Thanks, Lynn.
- How are you? - Yeah, I'm all right, how are you?
- Morning, beauties! - Morning, Derek.
Hiya, Derek! You all right?
Er, macchiato, two egg, two toast. Cheers, Lynn.
- Kane not in yet? - Not yet, love.
What have you come as?
I got it from that shop you like.
Do you want me to get you owt?
- Glass of fizz, or, er... - Fizz?
We're in a carvery, Derek. Why would I want fizz?
Been nominated.
Lancs Businessman of the Year.
I'm all right with my juice.
You all right, chuck?
What do you want?
I found your... your phone in the forest.
I thought you could walk me through what happened on Friday.
Went for a drive. Parked up.
In the forest on your todd in minus three?
What happened to the car, anyway? Bonnet's minced.
Deer didn't have a great day either.
Can't remember.
You went missing, Katie, for 24 hours.
- I'm not gonna take that lightly. - I'm not missing, though, am I?
And I ain't done anything wrong.
Oh, I'm not saying you have. I'm... I'm on your side.
I just wanna make sure you're OK.
- I'm fine. Just went out. - OK.
Ever met Nina Karlsson?
- Who? - Swedish girl.
She went missing, too.
Pulled apart like a soft cheese. Who does that to a deer?
- Probably the Chadder Cougar. - There isn't a Chadder Cougar, Nish.
- Snow's gone. Called it. - Climate change is a bitch.
That were a quality Bieber last night, boss.
Ah, will you shush?
I couldn't believe how that voice were coming out of your head.
Absolutely bossed it, start to finish.
- What time did you leave? - Late.
- You get the shags in? - You what?
Well, I thought you might've had a cheeky bang on your b-day.
You and Jakub looked quite cosy.
- Jakub? He's a mate. - Come on, Riya.
I actually went to see Katie just now.
- Wells? - Why?
Well, you know, the whole missing-for-24-hours thing.
Something's not adding up. Something ain't right with that forest.
Anyone fancy a carvery brekkie?
So, er, why did you go see Katie, boss?
She's back at home, isn't she?
Look, two girls went missing. You don't think there might be a link?
Between Nina and Katie?
Where were they? Did someone take them?
Do we even know why Nina Karlsson was even in Chadder?
Tree of Good Hope.
- Shut up. - A guess.
Sweden to Chadder Vale to see a tree? Give over.
- Er, have you been? - It's quite a big thing, boss.
Mm, they planted it to get rid of the curse.
You should think about going.
Maybe I will.
Mm, Tez? Any chance we can get those results on the black liquid?
It's a Sunday.
Always come up here to think.
How was your night?
Why does everyone wanna know?
Er, I'm your boyfriend. Got a right.
- A right? - Yeah.
What right?
- Did you shag him? - Who?
Mehmet.
What is wrong with you?
- What? - You're sick.
Well, you're, you're the one that left with him. Kate?
Well, can we at least talk?
No, because you talk with your fists, John. I'm bored of it.
Lilly? It's Dad.
I just, erm...
just wanted to say a proper hello, you know?
Is the vermin back at yours, then, Joanne?
- He's done his time, Tony! - Five years out of ten?
If I cross him, I'll crack his head open, I will.
You'll mind your own, Tony! You listening? You'll mind your own.
Oh, filth's gonna stop me, are you? I'd like to see you try.
Well, I stopped him, and I'll stop you.
- Not your town, this, not your people. - Excuse me?
- Leave it, Tony. - Eddie's our business. Unfinished.
He didn't do owt to you, Tony, so just pipe down!
Didn't do owt to me?!
Hey, this is your final warning! Sit down!
- Or what? - Tony, please...
No, no, Jim. Five year ago, Eddie stuck a broken bottle in him
and the whole town stopped.
He broke businesses, he broke lives.
And for five years, we've been crawling,
while he scuttles off to prison like a bloody coward!
Well, now, filth, now's the time for the reckoning!
A lot of anger knocking about.
This place is a tinder box.
If you wanna start striking matches, strike away.
But they'll come for you.
Like a pack of dogs, they'll come for you,
and I won't be doing much to stop 'em.
Well, you see, you took five years of my life, little pig.
Comes at a cost, that.
Out.
- Where are you from? - From California.
- Say again? - America.
Oh, where the fat fuckers come from.
You never know when to put your forks down, you lot.
I drove a Swedish girl last year. Proper weird, them lot.
"Build a fucking wall." That's what your lad said.
What brings you to Chadder?
The tree.
It's shit.
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How was it seeing him? Can't have been easy.
I've thought about it for five years.
What I'd do when he got out.
It's like standing in a tunnel, knowing a train's coming.
Well, I'm here for you, Jim. If ever you need me, I'm here.
My therapist talks about what makes a flower beautiful.
Er, "It's not the petals," she says, "the petals are gone in the wind.
"It's the stem. It's resilient."
She talks like that every bloody session.
How I need to be resilient so my petals can grow.
Bollocks. Nonsense.
Sometimes, I catch my reflection in the mirror when I'm changing.
I'm grotesque.
The ironic thing is, the whole town paints Eddie as this monster,
but he isn't.
I am.
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- You don't smoke. - Today, I do.
You look proper stressy.
Boy stuff.
What's he done now?
The usual.
Sick of it.
What did police bitch want?
- Nowt. - Were it about Friday?
Maybe.
Where were you?
It's hard to explain.
Boy stuff?
Not everything's boy stuff, you know!
Course it is.
Which one is it this week?
- Same one as last week. And the week before. - Mm.
- Mehmet? - Well, yeah, we've got a thing going.
- What thing? - A fight.
- Oh, what, planet shit? - It's not shit. There's honour in it.
He's not into you. You know that, don't you?
I know.
He's into you. Not gonna stop me trying.
What do we do about Dad?
Dad left five year ago.
This man's not our dad.
Well, who is he, then?
He's no-one.
- What you looking at? - Where's my fucking bin?!
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- Hi, Cath. - Oh, hello, love.
- You all right? - I'm all right, you all right?
I didn't realise, how long has it been a B&B for?
Oh, er, since Richard died. It's nice to have a bit of company.
How can I, erm...
There was a young girl who passed through Chadder a few months ago,
and I was wondering maybe she stayed here?
- Nina Karlsson. - Nina Karlsson?
Manc Met must've questioned you about her.
Ooh, don't think so. But let me check the system.
- A few months ago, you say? - Yeah, give or take.
You sure Manc Met hasn't come by asking about her?
Nah.
Karlsson. Stayed here December last. For two nights.
- Two nights to see a tree? - Well, it's pretty much the norm.
Has Katie Wells ever stayed here?
- Why would she? - I dunno.
Oh, seems like that Nina girl never checked out.
She owes me 26 quid!
Oh, hello. Er, what's the name?
- Jordan. - Jordan.
Welcome to Chadder. Are you here to see the tree?
Oh, in all its beauty.
Hey! Hey! You look wank.
- Where've you been? - Out.
We're running the ovens tonight. There's two batches going in.
I'll need you here, not on the road.
Er, well, D-Dez. The thing is there's, erm, a problem...
What fucking problem, Kane?
Don't want problems. You'll be here tonight.
Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck.
No, no, no, no.
No, no, no, no!
Al, would you rather be a rat or rubbish?
I want to say neither.
If it were me, I'd say a rat.
Cos least you can move around a bit.
No-one wants to be rubbish.
- Oh, my God. - Oh, my God.
Not playing games, is she?
Oh, my God, she's like an actual detective.
Exactly, she is proper...
- Oh, Lind. - Hi.
Would you rather be a rat or rubbish?
Rat. Speaking of rubbish, just had a call from Mrs Whittaker.
60 Rippell Road. She's had her bins pinched.
- Ah, another one? Shit's sake. - Yeah. Can we get on it?
- On it, boss. - Like Sonic, boss.
- Boss. You are proper, aren't you? - You what?
'I didn't realise you had hero status.
'You're like Vera, boss.'
Is that the best comparison?
'You should be getting free shit, like watches and cinema tickets.'
I'm not sure it works like that, but thanks.
Anyway, I just went to see the tree. Took me all of five minutes.
- Did you touch it? - Give over. So, do me a favour.
Since you waste your life online, get on Tripadvisor
and find out why these kids need two days to see a tree.
Ah, Lind's put me and Al on Mrs Whittaker's bin.
Oh, you've got to be kidding me.
'I know, it's rubbish, in't it?'
- Calling on a Sunday? Must be urgent. - 'I've got an apology to make.
'You know that sample that I took of the black liquid?'
I might've used the wrong mixing agent.
Meaning what?
Meaning that the sample is now corrupted.
'It's my mistake. Sorry, darl.'
But you know what? It'll be engine oil. I wouldn't lose any kip.
Ta for letting me know.
Did you think I wouldn't notice?
Money's missing from my account.
£6,000. The bank notifies you for sums like that.
At first, I thought it were fraud.
But to see that it was my son who took it.
There's something that I need to do.
Something important enough to steal from your own mother?
I thought I'd raised you better than that.
Mum... I'll pay it back, Mum.
You'll know everything soon.
- Are you OK, love? - Have you got anything for a...
- Chesty cough? - Yeah, sort of.
We do a nice raspberry linctus on that shelf.
Hey.
- You OK? - Yeah, fine.
Haven't seen you since Friday.
What do you remember?
I don't.
You don't remember that drive home?
No. What happened?
Something. Something that's got me thinking.
God, this place, Mem.
Feel like I need out.
- Why? - Feel like...
like I'm living my life in, like... a matchbox or summat.
Like, I want to see places, people...
be excited.
Have you never thought about it before?
Mum needs me at the shop.
With your brains, you could get a job anywhere, doing anything,
and you'd be making a mint.
Shut up.
You'd be CEO of some big fat firm in Manchester.
I'd be in accounts... obviously.
John'd be on security.
Yeah.
Do you not, like, want that adventure?
Course.
Just... something I need to do here first.
Hello?
Yep.
Yeah. Yeah, all right. I'll be there.
That's £2.80.
- See you. - Oh, Mem?
It feels like we're at the start of summat.
- Bye. - See you.
It's rare for you, needing help.
I don't need help.
I don't mind being your knight in shining.
- I just need a tyre. - Right. Yes.
Does that look normal to you?
- Pothole? - Mm.
Riya, you left your own birthday party
to look for a girl who was at her house.
Meaning?
Most things never look normal to you.
All right, fine. It's just a pothole.
But there is something going on with Katie Wells.
'The day they dredged him from the lake,
'he had rocks in his pockets.'
'Black rocks.
'As they lay him on the shore,
'the same miserable look on his face he had when he was living...
the black rocks tumbled from his pockets.
'I picked them up, like an odd kind of treasure.'
Oh, my God.
'He was riddled with fear, my dad. Used to try and smoke it away.
'Smoked all his life. But it wasn't the cigs that killed him.
'It was the fear. That's what the black rocks are.
'The fear we carry around with us...
'..that eventually drags us to our death.'
- Katie? - What d'you want me to say?
I'm Nina, and I'm... lost?
Where did you go, Katie Wells?
'Boss, another one for you.
'Would you rather have all-white eyeballs
'or a see-through nose?'
Rather have both. See if anyone in this town notices.
Ready to do this?
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Hello, Jumbo Breads. Katie speaking.
'Hiya, it's head office.
'We need to talk to Derek about waste management. Is he there?'
Erm, I'll see if he's about, give us a sec.
Dez?
He's not 'ere, love.
- I'll get him to call you. - 'It's urgent...'
1972 Gran Torino, eh?
- I'd sell it, but it's sold. - Well, I'd buy it, but I'm skint.
All right.
So...
You've changed the sign, I notice.
Makes sense... if I'm paying the rent.
I'm looking forward to starting back, you know.
It's not that I don't want you to.
- The minute people see you here, they will stop coming. - Hm.
- I can lend you some money. - I don't want your money.
Well... anything I can do to help.
You can give me Katie's car back.
It's in a bit of state.
Well, I reckon I'll be able to manage because...
I'm a bit more experienced than you. Remember that, eh?
Christ.
- Does it run? - Just.
Right.
Take these tools. You'll need them.
She said it's the red bin that's gone missing.
Mm, that's recycling. No-one bothers with that.
They should, Nish, if they don't want the planet
- to be three degrees warmer by... - Have a day off, Ali.
- Hiya, boss. - All right, boss.
Sherlock! Good of you to make the time.
I hear you've put yourself on the Nina Karlsson case.
The closed Nina Karlsson case.
Ever since she lost Richard, Cath comes to mine of a Sunday.
Cook her a chicken, we have a vino. She talks to me about everything.
I thought I made it pretty clear. No more conspiracy crap.
Nina stayed at Cath's B&B.
She didn't check out, she didn't pay her bill.
So she did a bloody runner! What did they teach you at the Met?
Every time someone leaves a sock in a hotel room,
we don't launch a missing persons, do we?
But it's not a sock. It's a person.
- I'm sure Manc Met have covered that. - They haven't.
They didn't even question Cath about her.
I'm just saying it might be worth looking into.
I mean, maybe there's a cult thing or a drug thing or...
Maybe where Nina went is where Katie went.
Katie's at home.
There is more to this place than bins.
I am telling you that now.
Potholes don't just appear out of nowhere,
and stags don't just disintegrate on forest roads.
That's enough, Riya. This is not Broadchurch.
Let us keep our eye on the prize.
Jo.
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go.
Made you... a sandwich, though there weren't...
much in the cupboards, but I did my best.
What's your plan? How long are you here for?
Well, I didn't realise I were on a timer.
My life, this.
Five years it's took to rebuild all this,
and it's been a fucking scrape for me and my kids.
- Your kids, is it, yeah? Yeah? - I don't want them living scared.
Fucking talk to them, then.
Prison counselling not teach you owt?
- What counselling? - Oh, you didn't go.
No, it didn't...
work because I can't... remember what I did.
Jim can. Most of the town can if you ever want filling in.
Head Office? They say what it was about?
Just said it were urgent.
- Didn't even know we had an head office. - Hm.
Erm... they did say summat about waste management.
- Right. You-You sure that that's what they said? - Mm.
Kane!
Where are you, you fucking toerag?
Where were you last night?
- Why? - You were meant to be on nights.
- I asked you. I told you. - Ah, shit.
Yeah, "shit". Waste management's just called.
No!
Last night's batch. You were supposed to be there!
- It's on you, this. - I can't...
I can't deal with this any more. It's... strangling me.
- I can't... I want out. - There is no out!
There's only in. For me and you... there's only in.
We clean up at dusk.
Fuck! Fuck!
Kate.
I've been trying you all day.
- Soz f... - You're a dick.
- Just... jealous, I suppose. - Mehmet's your bezzie mate.
He's OUR bezzie mate.
Katie. Oi!
How would you feel about moving?
Moving? Where?
- Manchester. - What's Manchester got?
- Everything. - Like?
- Everything. - What are you going on about?
People grow, John...
OK. It don't mean that people have to change, though.
Right.
Well, I've got a trial shift tomorrow.
I'll be leaving at five.
K... Katie, wait.
Fuck's sake!
You will drive yourself crazy, Jim. He's not there.
- I'm not sleeping, Jill. - You can't keep doing this, Jim.
Oh, you don't know him.
- I saw Eddie today. - Mm.
- He's angry. - So's Jim. He nearly died.
Eddie's acting like some kind of victim.
You've had a shit day.
Mm. Why do you say that?
- You're glugging. - I just... feel like it's me v them.
- Who's "them"? - Linda.
I mean, if it's not cat with a cough,
it's missing bins.
And what's wrong with missing bins?
There's nothing wrong with missing bins.
- It's just we've got missing girls. - Who aren't missing.
Sue, I'm in the pub. I'll be home in ten, all right?
- IPA, if you've got it? - All right.
If you always compare Chadder to the Met Police,
the anger and frustration will never go away.
When I was a boy in Poland, I wanted to do medicine...
had dreams of going to Harvard.
Shut up.
True.
I ended up as a mechanic in Chadder.
Sometimes, you just have to deal with what's in front of you.
- I should go. Sue needs me. - Yes.
Thanks for the beer.
Mem? You there, bud?
Listen, mate. Er...
I thought we could grab a jar at the Forest later if...
Soz about Friday. I did...
Well, if you're not even gonna fucking answer...
Fuck that.
What the hell?
Is someone there?
- Sue, I'm home. - Riya!
- Sue? - Oh, Riya. Riya.
- What's happened? - Hello.
- Oh, God. - Box is too high.
Oh, come on. Let me get you up.
They shouldn't put it so high. It's my memories.
You're all right. I'll get it for you.
No. It's my memories that he doesn't want me to see them
in case I remember.
Who doesn't want you to look at them?
You can't... take... my memories.
Be back in a minute, OK?
- Jim? - Protection. You promised.
- I said we'd try. - Well, it's too late. He's there.
- He's on the site. - What? Who? Who's onsite, Jim?
Eddie.
'Hey, Mehmet.'
Just so's you know, I've booked a ticket.
For Manchester... tomorrow.
'I thought you might wanna come with.'
I know you've got the shop. It's just...
if you fancied it.
Eddie? If you're here, I want you out.
'Call me when you get this.'
Oh, God. Mehmet.
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