Your friend Ruth Slater,
she murdered two policemen here in our house.
She spent at least 15 years inside.
That's why she hasn't had any contact with her sister.
- 15 years for a man's life. It's not enough. - She's got a sister, remember.
Ten minutes in a room with her, just you, me and a couple of baseball bats.
And it's doing what she did to us, taking it out on something she cares about.
- Who's Katie Slater? - It's Lucy, she has a sister,
a biological sister who we've never told her about.
- She live local? - I don't know. I don't know where she is.
What do you remember about your life
before you went to live with Michael and Rachel?
Nothing.
This private detective woman is saying she can find me this sister.
500 quid. No problem.
- Oh, shit. - Jesus!
Steve!
There are things people don't know.
Anybody could have ended up doing what I did.
Ruth.
Police are here.
- What they doing? - Nothing.
They're just sitting there.
Happen we'd be all right in a flat, eh?
We can't really shoot at 'em.
You know that, don't you?
I were just mouthing off.
What is it now?
Is that the bay leafs?
I don't know.
It's your mate Sergeant Whelan.
They're coming over.
Shouldn't social services be here?
On their way. They'll probably turn up some time next week.
Isn't this a bit heavy-handed for a 17-year-old lass and a little kid?
You won't have met the Slaters.
I think they're gonna break t'door down.
Ruth. Do something.
- They've got a thing. - So open t'window and tell 'em to piss off.
Go on.
Hello. What's your name?
Is it Katie?
Er, can you come down and open the door?
Where's your sister?
Is she there cos I need to talk to her?
- I haven't got anything to say to him. - She hasn't got anything to say to you.
- It's all been said. - It's all been said.
Yeah, well, I've got a couple of things I want...
You are wasting your time, pal.
May as well cut to the chase and drag the little beggars out kicking and screaming,
cos that's how it'll end.
He's ringing somebody up now.
I'll answer it.
Hello? Are you there? Can I speak to Ruth, please?
She doesn't wanna talk to you.
Can you tell her my name's Mr Boothroyd?
It's Mr Boothroyd.
- ...and that I'm a bailiff... - And he's a bay leaf.
...appointed by the county magistrate.
Nip round t'front, see if there's a window we can get in wi'out doing any damage.
Yeah, all right.
What'd really help me, love, is if you come down and open the door.
He wants me to go downstairs and let him in.
Pass him to me.
- You know this in't fair, don't you? - Is that Ruth?
You know they haven't treated us properly.
- I don't know all the ins and outs, love. - Well, they haven't. They've screwed us.
You know, the first time I arrested Ruth, she were nine-year-old.
She bit me hand and it went septic.
She nicked a car, which were an achievement in itself,
on account of her not being big enough for her feet to reach the pedals,
and not be able to see out at the same time.
We had rights! I had a right.
I had a right to inherit the tenancy off me father!
Unfortunately, your father let the rent lapse, didn't he?
I didn't know that, did I?
- Look... - I have worked hard to make ends meet
- since he died, and they know that. - I'm not discussing whys and wherefores...
But that's not good enough, is it?
Hey, sarge.
The greedy pigs, they've decided to sell it and convert it and bollocks to us.
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
This is our home, this is our livelihood.
I were born here.
I grew up here. We both did.
Do you think we wanna live in some stinking concrete box?
They think they can treat people like shit,
and maybe they can but I am damned if I am gonna make life easy for 'em,
or for you.
So you can face the consequences.
- I hope you're not making threats, love. - Yeah, maybe I am.
- That sounded very much like one to me. - Well, I'd watch my backside if I were you.
- You wait here. - And that little get Sergeant Whelan,
you can tell him to stay right out of my way cos I've had enough of him.
He's a fat bastard!
You tell that fat bastard if he comes anywhere near me,
he's gonna get his brains splattered.
Have you got a gun, Ruth?
Are you telling me you've got a gun?
Well, there are no flies on you, are there?
Jesus Christ.
And the first person that walks in here,
they're gonna get blasted into the middle of next week
and me, personally, I am hoping it's him.
Believe you me, nothing would give me greater pleasure and do you know why?
Just...
Give me the gun.
Help me.
Drop it. Drop it.
Get in t'Land Rover, turn t'engine over, get in t'passenger seat.
- Kick it over here. - Where we going?
Just do it!
Eddie, Eddie... could I borrow your car?
Sorry I'm late.
D'you wanna come in?
So what do you want to do?
I've got £500.
I want you to find Katie.
- I know this is good news for you... - I'm not being restricted
by some stupid no contact clause
in some stupid adoption care plan that had nowt to do with me, anyway.
I know you think it's ridiculous, but if you wade in now,
you could blow your chances of ever getting this clause dealt with properly, legally.
- John, John, John, she's me sister. - Ruth?
I just wanna see her, I wanna know what she looks like.
She might ring the police if she doesn't understand who you are,
or feels freaked out or...
Her parents certainly will if they find out you've been there. And you're on licence.
You're vulnerable. Stop and think about what you're doing, Ruth.
I'm not saying this for anybody's benefit but yours.
Does Lucy Belcombe live here?
Lucy? Yeah, er, she's gone to the practice rooms in Creative Arts.
- Is that what that? - It's main campus. That way.
Thanks.
- Hey, Lucy. - Hi.
Ruth, hi, it's John.
I just wondered how you got on in York and I'm sorry if...
Ring me. If there's anything else I can do, say so,
and, er, let me know how you got on...
if you've got time. Whenever.
Bye, Ruth.
Ruth. Come inside.
Did you see her, your sister? He said you'd found out where she was.
- Yeah. Yeah, I saw her. - Did you speak to her?
No.
John's not here. It's his badminton night.
Oh.
OK. Right, well, er...
I'm sorry I wasn't very friendly last time you were here.
Did John tell you about the ghost not being a ghost?
- No. - It was Rufus and his friend
and I overreacted...
and I'm sorry.
Right.
- Well, if you could tell him that I... - Would you like some tea?
Yeah.
There were moments today
I could have gone up to her and said, "Do you remember me?"
It were nothing to do with that stupid no contact clause,
it were fear that she wouldn't have a clue who I were.
And she looked so...
cool.
And posh. I just... I don't think I'd have dared.
I should be happy, I know. And I am.
She's gifted...
and they love her,
and she's probably gonna have a great future ahead of her.
I just...
would have liked to have been a part of it, that's all.
Maybe this is what it's like. Maybe it goes on.
Maybe you never stop paying for it.
What happened?
When?
That day when you...
You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
Why?
People do what they have to do.
What did you do?
Nothing.
I mean it were my fault...
but it weren't me that pulled the trigger.
So...
What do you mean? Well, then, who?
Not?
So...
But... why did you?
It weren't her fault.
We wouldn't have been in that position if it weren't for me. I were...
mouthing off and making threats.
She only did what I said I were gonna do.
I was just bullshitting. She didn't know that.
You've been in prison for 15 years for something you didn't do?
I did what I had to do, I've told you.
I've served the sentence.
They've had their pound of flesh whatever.
That's her address. Hipperholme. Lucy Belcombe, that's her new name.
I took some photographs yesterday.
She's pretty. Your friend'll be pleased you found her for her.
She'll be over t'moon.
Steve? What you doing? You're not taking the baby! You're not taking the baby!
What've you done with our money? I went to t'cashpoint, there was nowt.
You'll manage. Don't expect owt of our Kieran, though, will you?
Probably blown you out already, hasn't he, eh?
So what about Ethan? He's your son.
He needs things. He needs nappies, he needs food.
What's up wi' you? This is why I went with him because it's like you don't give a shit
about anything, about me, about our baby!
Steve.
It's like you're not really there. Steve.
Steve.
But before we take a look at the report concerning...
What we gonna do?
- What can I get you? - What d'you want?
- Have you got the money? - You have what you want.
Chocolate cake.
- Yourself? - Just some tea.
Why did you?
What?
You haven't got any money, have you?
No.
Stop her!
No! Agh!
- Come here, come here. Oh, you little... - Ruth!
Ruth! Ruth!
Ruth!
While the girls go and do their research,
I'm gonna go off and conduct some of my own.
What better place to do some local digging than in the hub of the local community...
Who's that? Do you know her?
And she gave me such a dirty look.
Oh, Kirsten! Why weren't you?
I'll call you later. Yeah. I've gotta get this.
Oh, shit.
- Excuse me. - What... Get off! No!
What are you doing here?
I've come to see you.
Have you been crying?
People are worried about you. Your probation officer rang John
because you weren't in work.
- Have you eaten today? - No.
Where is she?
She saw me this morning.
I've been keeping a low profile since then.
I don't know if she recognised me.
There were summat...
but...
I dunno.
Why don't we go and find a nice warm pub and get something to eat?
- No, thanks. - Ruth.
You could get into trouble for this.
You're very vulnerable on licence, you could even go back to prison.
You know...
the good thing about being in prison...
... were you didn't have to make any decisions.
How did you cope,
day after day, month after month, year after year,
knowing you shouldn't be there?
It's surprising...
what you can do, in't it...
when you have to?
You know, I think you must be one of the most remarkable people I've ever met.
Daniel, little year seven boy down the road,
says she got off the bus same time as him as usual. Definitely.
- Well, where is she, then? - I...
This isn't about you.
Whatever happens...
- Hello? - Ruth.
It's Steve from housing maintenance.
I brought you round that lamp and DVD player.
Yeah. Hiya.
I never introduced meself to you properly.
I should have done. I think you knew me father.
Colin Whelan.
You're not supposed to contact me. I'm not supposed to speak to you.
No, I know, but I thought you might like to know I've found your sister for you.
Who is it?
She's here. She's wi' me.
I've tied her to a chair and I've doused her in petrol,
and I've got a gun pointing at her head.
- What are you talking about? - And now... I'm gonna set fire to her...
And you're gonna listen while I do it
because I thought you might like to know what it feels like
to have someone you love brutally murdered for no fucking reason whatsoever!
I don't know who you think you've got but that is not my sister.
She's here. I've got her. D'you want me to prod her and make her squeak?
What is her name? Her new name, her adopted name?
Lucy Belcombe.
Well, it's not me sister cos me sister's here.
Tell her your name, you little bastard.
- Go on. Say it. - I'm not Lucy.
I'm Emily. I'm Lucy's sister.
- I'm Emily. - You're lying.
- She's lying. - I'm not, I'm not lying.
- Who is that? - His dad's one of the coppers that got shot.
- Where is he? - How the bloody hell do I know?
Right, listen to me.
My name's Izzie, Izzie Ingram, I'm a lawyer.
You've got to calm down and you've got to let that girl go.
She's not involved in this. She's completely innocent.
Are you listening to me? You've got to let her go.
Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck!
Shit. Oh, fuck.
I'll call the police. You let her parents know.
- I can't. I don't know their number. - No, but she does.
Police, please. Go on.
- I can't. - Ingram, Izzie Ingram.
Somebody's been abducted. This is very, very urgent.
- What's his name? - Steve Whelan.
Go. Go on!
Lucy Belcombe!
Look, you don't know who I am, but it's your sister, she's in trouble.
- Why are you following me? - She's in danger.
You've got to phone your mum and dad and let... tell... let me tell them what's going on.
- What's she talking about? - Somebody...
- You'd better leave. ...is phoning the police.
I need your mum and dad's number. Michael and Rachel, their number.
- Oi! I said I think you better leave. - Please. Put the number in.
Then I can explain. I'm on your side! Honestly. I am.
- Come here... - Don't touch me.
- For God's sake. - I've explained what I can to the police.
- Is this Katie? - Katie?
- Lucy. - Lucy. My name's Izzie, I'm a lawyer.
I'm a friend of Ruth's. Your parents need to know about your sister.
- How do you know all this? - I spoke to Steve Whelan's wife recently.
She's a cleaner, I rang her. I might have her number in my phone.
She might know where he's taken her. She might know something.
That's me mum and me dad.
Hello? Is that Hannah? It's Izzie Ingram.
We spoke a few weeks back. I don't know if you remember.
I live at Upper Hanging Stones Farm.
- Yeah. - Your husband, d'you know where he is?
Lucy...
Michael, it's not Lucy, it's Ruth Slater. I'm ringing you on Lucy's phone.
- He's threatening to kill a girl. - Summat's happened to your other girl.
- He thinks she's Ruth Slater's sister. - This bloke's nabbed her.
- He thinks she's Katie... Lucy. - He's got the wrong person.
And we have rung the police but we don't know where he's taken her.
What bloke? Why are you using Lucy's mobile?
Have you got any idea where he might be?
He's the son of one of the men that got killed when I got sent down.
- Why are you on Lucy's mobile? - There's this woman on the phone.
She says Steve's got this lass somewhere and he's threatening to kill her.
Please speak to him. Tell him you're all right.
Dad? This lady's telling me that Emily's been abducted.
- What's going on? Is she there? - No.
No. No, no, she isn't.
- She hasn't come home from school. - Well, did you ring her friends?
Yes. Put Ruth...
Put the lady back on!
Gortons. It's a warehouse on Rawson Street in Dewsbury.
- He's talked about it before. - Gortons. It's a warehouse.
Ruth, where is Emily?
- I don't know. - What've you done to her?
Nothing. Christ, it's not me.
He rung me, he got me number, I don't know where from.
He says he's gonna hurt her to get at me because he thinks she's Lucy.
His name is Steve Whelan. He lives in Ripponden, but I don't know where he is.
What am I going to do with you now?
- I don't know. - Eh?
I don't know.
Oh, no, no.
Rawson Street. It's a disused warehouse. Gortons. That's all we know.
We think he might've taken her there and that he might be hurting her.
OK, come on, we've gotta find this girl.
- Do you know where you're going? - No, but follow me. I've got a sat nav thing.
Are you my sister?
You're not my sister. You are not my sister.
Emily's my sister. I love Emily. She's my sister.
She's a proper sister. If she dies because of you, you're going to fucking die!
So how come you knew where I was?
Someone wrote me a letter.
That's Emily's writing.
If you let me go, I... I won't say anything.
I'll say you made a mistake.
I'll tell them you didn't hurt me.
I'm sorry about your dad.
Steve? You wanna get out of there fast cos they're onto you and know where you are.
Shit.
Shit!
No! No, please!
- Shut up. - No! No!
What are we doing? Where... What are you gonna do?
Please.
Oh, fu... Shit!
Male adult driver believed to be Steven Whelan, approximately 28 years.
He has received severe trauma to his head and neck, believed dead.
There is one other passenger, female,
believed to be kidnap victim Emily Belcombe.
She's conscious and breathing, appears to have suffered minor injuries.
Dad! Dad! Dad, is she OK?
Don't worry, don't worry. She's all right. She's fine.
- Oh, Lucy. Oh, Lucy. - Is that her dad?
I remembered you.
In the car.
I remember you...
driving a Land Rover.
Yeah.
Something bad had happened.
Pretty bad.
Is that when? My dad said that you killed two policemen.
I did, yeah.
Why?
Because I didn't know what else to do.
Because they were trying to chuck us out of us home.
Why?
Because we had no money.
We had nowhere else to go.
Was it just you and me?
- Yeah. - Why didn't somebody help us?
Because there was nobody.
Us dad had died, and she'd cleared off when you were tiny, so...
it were just us.
And then you went to prison.
I wrote to you
every day.
And I sent you all sorts of bits of stuff what I could afford, but...
Did you? I never got any of it.
No.
Yeah, well, they never gave it to you.
But look, they've been good to you.
And they just thought it were for the best that you didn't...
Thank you for ringing us.
Is Emily all right?
She's fine physically, er, but they're, erm, they're taking her in, so...
She's asking for you. She's asked if you'll go with her in the ambulance.
Yeah, go.
Can I ring you?
Yeah.
I haven't got your number.
No. I, er...
There you go.
I'll, erm...
Did we once sit on a wall together?
And there were some cows?
And, er... And it was summer.
And it was bright and beautiful and somebody had their arms around me.
Yeah, that were me.
I'll ring you.