Where is he?
Harry...
You killed her!
This is for Eve.
I don't care if they lock me up.
Why are you smiling?
The bracelet.
Your luck's running out.
Let's see, shall we?
It won't help you anymore.
And that's not all.
Next, it'll work against you.
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You need to go home and rest.
You nearly died.
I just dangled on a rope for a while, let's not get all melodramatic.
Last night, you were attacked? And Eve Alexandri is dead?
Yes, ma'am.
Body's probably ten miles down river by now.
- But you, you were attacked. - Yes, ma'am...
By Dan Morrison.
You brought him into the department, isn't that right?
Yeah, but I...
Okay, we will catch him.
Ma'am. I've just heard from the search at Dan's flat.
What have they found?
- Nothing. - There must be something.
No. That's it. Flat's a shell, virtually empty.
And also, we've just checked police records. It's all made-up.
What?
They don't even think his name is Dan Morrison.
It's all fake.
Whoever attacked Suri last night, he doesn't exist.
Number 11.
You lost again?
Well, you said it was bringing you bad luck?
Now it feels like it is working against me.
- Let me try again. Give me some cash. - Whoa.
You enjoy losing, do you?
It's about the only feeling I can cope with right now.
- Just give me some. Come on. - I think I'll pass, thanks.
Anyway, you shouldn't be in here.
These places are bad for you.
Rich is right.
I mean he might lie to your face, but...
he's at least right about that.
Suri, I am so glad you're okay.
- When Harry... - I'm sorry I can't do this now.
Okay. I...
I just wanted you to know, I was worried.
Will you give us five minutes?
Well, I don't know what happened between you and Eve, but eh...
whatever it was, you chose me.
Thank you for saving my life.
Oh, yeah, I'm the big hero, now.
So, last night...
what the hell was that about?
This, Samuel Blake wants it.
He wanted to kill me and Eve for that thing?
- Are you kidding me? - I've been trying to tell you.
Now he's somehow got Gray in his web. What did you tell her?
Nothing...
- Yet. - But you believe me?
Doesn't matter what I believe.
It's what I can prove.
If I'm going to expose Gray,
I need to find Dan Morrison, then I can bust them both.
After that, I'm gonna catch Samuel Blake.
And I need your help.
I'm no use to anyone right now.
You're just going to sit here, and you'll do whatever he says?
Oh, that's not fair...
Fine, I'll do it on my own. Screw the pair of you.
Bye.
- I hate it when she talks like that. - Yeah.
- She's got a mouth on her, all right. - No, no, no.
I don't like it, because she's right.
Sarah...
Assume everything Dan Morrison told you was a lie.
Search his mobile phone, computer, everything.
We've got agents from professional Standards coming in.
They're gonna want to know every single piece of information he accessed...
You said this was an official operation, not a bloody kill list!
What the hell have you done to me?
This is too slow. What else do we know about him?
Never said anything about himself.
He liked porridge.
The man was disciplined.
He fitted in too well with us all, like he belonged.
Doesn't sound like a criminal, more like ex-military to me.
Now, change the search.
Profile all ex-Army, Navy, Air Force recruits for the last...
five years.
Well, he didn't pay for this on a DC's salary.
Just because I was at a casino doesn't mean I'm completely out of control.
If you say so.
I only want you to know that I walked away from that table without blinking.
I had a royal flush.
I've heard that's not uncommon at your age.
Missed me, haven't you?
Like a rash.
Anything of interest was taken back to the station.
But there was nothing there that could help us find out who Dan is.
Gray's theory is if he's been prepared to kill, he'll have done it before.
That's smart.
This is normally the bit where you have some weird, lucky moment.
Every criminal leaves a trace, Suri.
Yeah, Locard's principle, I know.
Trouble with Forensics is they miss the obvious.
_
Someone's left a love token.
What's that sign behind her?
She is a lifeguard? I know where that is.
Aimee Coe?
I'm DI Chohan, and this is Harry Clayton.
Do you know a man called Dan Morrison?
He's my boyfriend.
- What's happened? - When did you last see him?
Um, night before last. Why?
And how long have you two been going out?
About three months.
We're like this.
He watched all of Call The Midwife with me!
Is he okay?
So... if he wasn't at his flat, or with you, where would he be?
At work with your lot!
Listen sweetheart, drop the Bambi act.
We need to find this man.
If you get in our way, you're aiding a fugitive and an accessory to murder.
- Murder? - Yes, murder.
Where would he hide out?
- I don't know! - Come on, think!
I don't know anything! I just told you!
She sounds pretty convincing.
Ah... She adores him, all right.
But she knows where he is.
A tenner says, less than five minutes, she'll be through that door.
- Steve? - Suri.
We've figured out who he is.
Real name is Carl Dawson.
Born January 17th, 1982.
Captain in the Army, dishonourably discharged for prisoner abuse in Basra.
Gray's closing in on him, Suri.
If she's working with him, Steve, we need to get proof.
I need your help.
Okay. Leave it with me.
Ten pounds, please.
- DCI Gray? - Yes?
This is a call on behalf of Samuel Blake at Military Intelligence.
We've intercepted another call from DI Chohan, as you requested.
Do you know where she is?
We're imputing the data into your satnav now.
Right. DI Chohan cannot speak to Morrison before me.
Do you understand? I have to speak to him first.
Yes, ma'am.
Danny?
Danny the police have come to see me.
- Aimee just calm down... - What is going on?
All right, Dan, it's over.
No idea where he was, eh?
I... I didn't. Not for sure.
I thought you were seeing someone else, so I followed you.
Yes, you followed me. You mad cow!
- Dan, wait... - It's all right. It's all right.
Honey, I'm...
Let's... Come here, I'm gonna explain everything, okay.
Easy, Dan.
Back off! Back off!
Dan...
You're going to stay here. You're gonna stay here, five minutes.
Come out before then, she's dead.
- Dan... - Five minutes!
What is going on? What are you doing?
- What is going on? - Shut up!
Bollocks!
Are you okay?
Steve, we need back-up. Now!
Oi! Oi!
You are gonna tell us, who hired you, who paid you. Everything.
- I've got nothing to say to you. - Grab his phone.
I want to do a deal. Witness protection for information.
Of course you do. What have you got to offer?
- Plenty. - Like what?
No. You have to protect me from Blake. I'm not safe. You have to promise.
You know nothing, don't mess with me.
I know Eve's alive.
- And I know where she is. - Tell me.
- Have we got a deal? - Where is she?
No, you have to promise I'm safe.
Where is she?
- How are you feeling? - I'm fine.
Did you find the shooter?
Sorry.
How did you find Dan?
Followed some leads.
I am as concerned about all of this as you.
There are cameras there and there.
When I check them, am I going to see you and Harry Clayton working together?
Why would you be worrying about Harry,
when my attacker got shot, in broad daylight?
I'm worrying about you and your objectivity.
Really, it's strange, how your mind works.
Maybe I should check the cameras. Where did you say you were?
We don't have the time for this.
Eve, it's me again.
- Harry? - I swear I will make this right.
I swear to you. Please if you get this, come back to me.
It's the tenth message he's left today.
Hm, he really doesn't know what else to do?
- I'll make myself scarce... - No, you don't have to.
You do understand why I had to lie, don't you?
He's my brother.
Hey.
- You two need a moment? - No, we're done.
You've been ringing Eve?
I've left messages...
You're put in an impossible situation.
How are we gonna find her?
Blake has got the secret services to help him disappear.
I don't care. I made Eve go and see Blake, I put her in danger.
Took a man out in broad daylight.
How do we take down a man like that?
- I have to try! - For God's sake, Harry.
You can't even walk down the street.
We'll do this in stages. I'll find out how far into this Gray is.
Then, once I've done that, we'll take her apart together.
You can't try to save the world on your own.
You can only push your luck so far.
Don't do that.
You need them.
You weren't in the best state when we pulled you out of the river.
You put me there to die!
I put you there to show you Clayton doesn't care about you.
- Get this stuff off me. - Eve, stop.
You need to break free from the lies that have kept you trapped so long.
I only know the truth...
because it was forced on me.
What happened?
The bracelets happened.
Why do you think Harry chose to let you fall?
He blames you...
Putting the bracelet on his wrist.
He thinks you cursed him.
He'll never forgive you.
It's not a curse.
It is not meant to be.
He shouldn't blame you.
You're a prisoner to it, just as much as he is.
That what it's done to all of us.
Can't stay here. I have to go...
Not yet.
Let me help you.
These doctors can do incredible things.
You'll see.
No. What's that?
What... what is that?
Ace of hearts.
Jack of diamonds.
Three of clubs.
It's getting worse.
I'll be all right...
Look, let me make a few calls.
I know a guy who deals with Chinese antiquities.
He's an old friend of ours.
What do I do?
Try to not get arrested...
or killed or in any sort of trouble in the next few hours.
Arthur?
Arthur!
- Arthur! - Agh! I've got a gun!
Richard?
Richard Clayton? What a sight for sore eyes!
For God's sake, Arthur. How many times do I need to tell you?
You can't just fall asleep in the middle of the day.
What are they going to do, steal a first edition of Oscar Wilde?
No one comes in these days anyway. It's very lonely.
Do you fancy a stiffener?
I need your expertise.
Just to oil the wheels of industry?
Oh, all right, what do you want?
Tang Dynasty literature.
Tang? You'd be better off at the British Museum.
I went.
We both know what happened to Babs because of it.
I'm so very, very sorry.
Before she was, um...
murdered...
She told me that you'd taken ownership of the most incredible collection
of ancient Chinese art and artifacts?
- Myths and legends, and stuff. - Not me, old chap.
Yes, it was you.
Well, if it was, I passed them on a long time ago.
I'd... I'm sorry I can't help you.
All right.
No problem.
But just to make sure...
I'm going to get my brother to pop down, to help us have a look around.
He's a detective now, you know.
I dread to think what else he'll find in here.
All right...
Ah for God's sake, don't tell anyone I showed you this.
What is it?
Forensics report on the Morrison murder, ma'am.
Nothing helpful on the bullet.
But you wanted to see it as soon as it came in.
Thank you.
Has Suri seen this yet?
No.
- No, not yet. She's out. - Doing what?
Didn't say.
But, she was asking where you were when Morrison was shot.
- What? - Well, you weren't in your office.
She just wanted to know where you were.
Okay.
Yeah, just give us ten more minutes, Arthur.
And then we can have a glass of whatever bottle takes your fancy...
Wait, wait, wait! Arthur! Arthur!
I'm so sorry! They said if anyone came for the scrolls, I had to call.
What?
No, no, there's no need for that.
He's a friend.
Leave him alone.
- You had to follow me, didn't you? - Oh, no, no, don't thank me.
I was in total control of that situation.
Oh yeah just like when you got Auntie Sadie
smack that wee girl that beat you up!
That wee girl was three years older than me and...
that wee girl was a boy!
Yeah. Yeah.
Anyway...
One of you two clowns want to explain what is going on?
Okay, you come with us.
What the hell did you do?
He was gonna talk.
He wasn't even a cop.
I thought I was doing MI6 a favour.
I understand you're confused.
You tried to kill one of my colleagues!
You weren't complaining when I helped you before.
That was different. That was bits of information.
No, it was exactly the same.
The only difference is that this time you saw it close up.
Do you realise what you've done to me? The position I'm now in?
The lad's gone. There is nothing to link you to any of it.
I've got an ambitious DI who thinks differently.
- I can deal with Chohan. - Really?
Why are you here, Elsa?
I can't be involved in murder.
I've told you, it's all sorted.
Now go away and pretend to be a good cop. You do it really well.
This way.
Madame Cheung.
Even when I'm sitting at home, trying to recuperate,
all I hear are stories about Harry Clayton.
It's not very restful.
I'm sorry, Madame Cheung.
I'm delighted to see that you're... feeling better.
You sound as if being stabbed in the stomach is a big deal.
These machines are worse than at home.
Why are you prying into our ancient scrolls?
Oh, sorry, that was me.
Hi, I'm Rich Clayton.
I know who you are.
I was just trying to figure out what's happening with the bracelet.
Tell me...
has your luck changed?
Some times good, sometimes bad. Yes? No?
Yes.
I see.
I fear this will get worse.
Eventually, the bracelet will turn black.
Next...
you will die!
- What? - You still have time, Harry.
Get the second bracelet to me as we agreed...
and I will remove yours.
All will be well.
Or we will all die. One of the two.
You may go now.
I fear your bracelet is interfering with my game.
So now it's gonna kill you?
Maybe...
But it hasn't got me yet.
I'm gonna get all the evidence we've got on Gray
and take it to the Met Commissioner.
That way, MI6 can't get at it.
You don't have enough.
There's no physical evidence linking her to Dan Morrison or to Blake.
It's purely speculation.
- I've got Dan's phone. - What? Suri, what are you doing?
It's got recordings on it.
Dan recorded his calls with Blake as some sort of insurance policy.
They talk about Gray and her involvement with everything.
- I have got her. - Yeah...
Put it away, yeah.
Just give it to me.
It's not safe for you to have it.
Call Harry.
We can take her down with this.
- Yes? - They have Morrison's phone.
Morrison's phone?
- Shall I contact Blake? - No, no. No, I'll do it.
I can deal with both of them.
Yes, ma'am...
Suri has a plan.
Okay, good. See you there.
So, Orwell's got the phone.
I'll give you a call if I need your help on this one.
You know, I've got this personal rule
that I'm only allowed to nearly die once a week.
Nearly die? That was nothing.
Oh, you again?
You failed to tell me that Eve had been kidnapped.
It didn't seem like quite the right time.
Blake pulled her out of the water.
And you chose to save your police friend instead.
Is this right?
Yeah.
But I'll find her. I'll get her away from him.
Now he's got the power to get the other one when Harry dies.
If I die.
There are rumours...
that Tai Jing is travelling to London.
I'm sorry, Tai who?
You'll find out.
You'll find out more than you ever wanted.
Get Eve, get the other bracelet...
and bring them to me.
You wouldn't want to disappoint me.
Would you?
My mother was an aid worker,
delivering... food and medicine...
to Vietnamese refugees on the Cambodian border.
She was caught in the bracelet's crossfire.
Collateral damage.
I suppose you could say she was... unlucky.
I'm sorry.
The evil that men do.
Greed...
The pain they inflict.
But I serve them. It's my...
Your what? Your job?
Your destiny?
Look at you, you're running around after Harry Clayton,
while the bracelet tears him apart, no matter what you do.
Just like Isabella.
It was my fault.
No, no, that's what I'm trying to tell you.
She was your best friend...
Someone you loved.
In the end, she became a monster.
Why Eve?
The bracelet.
She wouldn't let me guide her.
And now you know that Harry Clayton is just the same.
He thinks he doesn't need you, thinks he doesn't need your guidance.
Why else would he let you die?
After everything you've sacrificed, Eve...
You're the victim.
Help me... fight back.
Steve, you've got Dan's phone?
Thanks.
You're looking for this?
That's incredibly stupid of you.
What has Samuel Blake got on you?
Harry Clayton, I'm arresting you for the murder of Isabella Augustine.
Oh fuck off. You hired Dan Morrison on Blake's orders
and then you had him killed.
What? No.
- No way, I... - So you led his killers to him.
I was asked by MI6 to help extract you and Eve Alexandri
to help progress their own operation.
That makes you an accessory to murder, ma'am.
No, you're not pinning this on me.
- You're bent. - I'm not!
So, what happened to the evidence I sent you, proving my innocence?
You binned that, didn't you?
Yes, but that's...
because I put my trust in the wrong person.
Because of that, I'm a wanted man and Bobby Hayes is dead.
When the powers that be find out, your career'll be over at the very least.
You're a criminal on the run. No one will believe you.
I believe him.
And I've got it all recorded.
Probably worked out that
Morrison didn't actually record any conversations on his phone.
Oh, dear.
So... if you wanna keep your job, you're gonna do two things.
First, you kill the investigation into me.
I can let it die under red tape,
but what's Blake gonna think if I just kick it out?
You can remain a person of interest but not a priority,
that's all I can do. I'm a DSI, not the Pope.
- And the second thing? - You are gonna help us find Blake.
He just had his own man shot in the head!
I almost died because of you.
And you are still working with him.
I'm not, I trying to tell you...
Today, after a man was killed,
after I was nearly murdered, you met Blake!
You didn't try to arrest him or tell anyone.
You let him walk away to protect yourself.
You are now working for me.
And you're gonna tell us where Blake is. Okay?
Okay.
I'm sorry.
But, yes, I'll help you.
You're healed.
Better than you were before.
Go, if you want.
I won't stop you leaving.
It's up to you.
The motorbike's been spotted outside Nunhead Cemetery. It's Eve Alexandri's.
- The cemetery? Why? - Her mother's buried there.
- Is she there? - I don't know. It could be a trap.
Set up by you?
I keep telling you, I had no idea what kind of a man he was.
You be careful, Suri.
Harry, you are driving like a maniac...
Red light... Red light!
Harry!
I just try to make sure we don't miss her.
Whatever it takes, huh?
Jerk! Look where you're going!
Sorry.
Harry, when we find Eve, what are you going to do?
You can have her, but I need to explain what I did.
Okay, the thing is, I don't believe you.
I'm sorry. The way you've been behaving, I've got no choice.
What? Suri!
When it comes to Eve, you can't control yourself.
That?s why I've got to do this on my own.
But Blake could be up there!
Shit! Suri!
Suri! Suri!
Suri!
Fuck off.
Eve Alexandri, you're under arrest.
Help.
Please help, Suri.
You have to save me, Suri, from Harry.
Come on.
You're actually trying to kill me.
Good God, now I'm talking to it.
Please help me. Save me from Harry.
Put your hands behind your back...
Turn around and put your hands behind your back...
He can't help himself.
He won't stop. Please help me.
What's he done to you?
Eve! Thank God!
Eve, this is my fault.
This is all my fault.
Let me make it right.
Harry, stay out of my way.
I've got to take her in.
Look at her. I need to find out what Blake's done to her.
I'll do it. Not you.
Oh, really? What do you wanna do, cuff me to a bloody steering wheel?
- Don't you see how you're behaving? - You don't know anything!
- She's coming with me. - No, she's not.
No.
I'm not.
Eve.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, okay?
- And I'm gonna make it right. - You can't.
You have to help me get the other bracelet back.
You don't know what'll happen if I don't.
Yes, I do. You'll die.
I'm going to do everything I can to stop you getting it.
No more lies.
I won't be a slave again, not to them, not to you.
You put this on me, I never asked you to.
You let me die.
And you stood back and you watched.
No, it was Blake put you up there.
I'm gonna make you suffer.
What's he done to you, Eve?
He's shown me the way.
You can't let him take my bracelet.
Yes, yes, I can.
And what does that mean?
It's going to destroy you, Harry...
And we'll all get to watch.
And it's going to be spectacular.
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