Stan Lee's Lucky Man

While Suri follows a trail of breadcrumbs, amassing enough evidence to bring down her prime suspect, Eve tells Harry there’s only one extreme way to stop the cunning plan against him, culminating in the most titanic of struggles.

We need to get officers to her place now.

So, you're telling me...

Just to keep you updated.

Was it her?

But she has to be stopped... for Winter. For everyone.

Oh stupid thing! It's none sense!

I don't wanna go.

Okay.

If anyone can, you can.

- or bloody Scotland. - Well thank you. I'm aware of that!

Don't move, keep your hands where I can see them.

She's a Goddess.

I want to see her arrested, I want to, have her put in jail, to,

And you're wrong, by the way.

Harry? Is it on?

The tide's rising. The tides rising.

It's alright. It's alright.

How do you think Harry gets all these breaks? On his cases.

Shows me what?

What? No you can't have... where is she?

You should be dead!

That isn't you.

It wasn't just the bracelet,

Down-and-out boxer Jay Tate revels in his newly found good fortune when he finds himself victorious in the boxing ring. But for every swing there is a roundabout and with Harry and Eve on the hunt for him, how long can Jay’s winning streak last?

It's fine. I'm just glad you're alright.

It's one of my officers, Harry Clayton. He's had a serious accident.

SHIT!!! So now, I can't even pawn it.

Think he's waking up. Suri, go and get Anna. Harry?

What are you saying?

Yes, I thought I'd wait for you after that call.

We're looking into it.

You just murdered the best man I ever knew.

Come on, Jay... Come on Jay, you got him.

And tonight, our winner, Jay Tate! Jay Tate!

Thanks.

But Harry just had that car serviced.

Help me, please, somebody help!

- But? - Well, there was one thing.

- Tate. Congratulations. - Thank you.

Let's go! Let's go!

- Stop it! Somebody help! - Jay, what are you doing man?

Harry said you were dating Isabella Augustine.

Harry and I barely spoke. We didn't really know each other.

You know, car crashed, Harry on the floor.

Mum'll be turning in her grave right now!

Nathan. What are you doing? Nathan? Nathan? Nathan? He is not breathing!

Not yet.

But the sooner you start believing it, the more you'll be able

That's right. Got fed up of you dodging my calls.

The way everything seemed to line up so neatly to make sure Harry died.

You see, I called them, and they didn't have an event that night.

Someone is wreaking revenge on London’s most wanted criminals, one murder at a time. Once Harry puts two and two together, he’s forced to put his life in danger and crosses a dangerous line.

Do you err... Do you fancy getting some breakfast?

Come on, Sherlock.

with the single-action revolver?

Just tell me where you are.

And you have failed to catch the dealer.

Someone help.

People I owe to now, they're serious people,

It wouldn't matter if you did.

No.

So it's true?

What kind of sick bastard are you?

Our barbecued friend is Damien Richards.

My err, girlfriend, can I say that?

Did you owe Damien Richards, seventy seven and a half thousand pounds?

Because you've messed things up so badly you'll can't put them right.

But you put this one on mine.

We're just mates.

Is he single though?

No.

Something you showed none of your victims.

Actually I'm here to see Daisy.

they're guilty, but

Look if this is about the Isabella Augustin case,

I know her from Gamblers' Anonymous. I...

After a Soho property developer is found brutally murdered, key evidence disappears from the crime scene. Winter worries that one of his team is responsible, and Orwell is in the frame. Harry fights to clear his detective’s name, only to find himself back in the Green Dragon Casino and face to face with his old enemy, the fiery Lily-Anne Lau.

Yes, the post-mortem showed he was attacked before he was tasered.

Well, I got rehabilitated.

She smells rats, she's away.

These are diggable.

Tony from Dalston.

There's this one retired officer who used to work with Frierson.

I saw that he requested the files.

is her father owns the biggest

Maybe later.

not since my father... you know,

I prefer Sasha.

- You're well up on the law, Ms Terekhova. - Sasha.

Ah, it's a text from Anna.

You let me take care of him.

and he said it was Golding.

What the hell was that? Why did you let go of the wheel?

If you help us, we can take him down.

- Call someone. - Who?

Yeah, yeah... Other foot.

My passport guy is on indefinite leave.

But no-one seems to be able to lay a glove on him.

He's thinking of the inquiry when Clayton finally implodes.

Of course, we are. A day in the park. What's not to like?

Thanks, love.

You're the only reason I can't get to it.

You really don't need to know.

I knew I was being set up. What about you?

Come on!

A ruthless hit-man takes out an entire charter plane, but for Harry and the team his motivation is a mystery. Can Harry decipher the target before he strikes again?

I pray for a world where that's possible, DS Chohan.

Thrown together by some basement-dwelling computer geek

Hm?

Oh, listen, um, I need to take this.

that reads like a Tom Clancy's Big Book of Ideas.

- They're somewhere in Italy. - Yeah, Salerno on the Amalfi coast.

- She wants them dead and they die. - Jesus.

Jurgen Bloch...

See? One in the leg to floor him.

and no sign of it at Docklands Airport.

Elliot was very good at spending his parents' money.

Whatever he got up to out there was down to him and his friends.

If everyone at MIS was that informative and helpful...

I'd say about six million euros.

- Stolen in Macao just over a month ago. - From who?

on names, regularly dialled numbers over the last month.

Does Mum know about my... superpowers?

I'm minutes away, but the traffic's heavy.

if we don't start helping each other, we might fall out.

Hot.

See, Harry,

I'm driving.

- So, smeone flew him in? - No, he flew himself in.

Good work, DS Chohan.

Oh, oh, oh.

he's probably never looked at!

Then the bad thing...

Harry and the team investigate a spate of drownings along London’s eerie canals. Behind them is a self-righteous person who doesn’t believe in second chances. It’s not long before Harry, addict and gambler, tracks them down – will he survive the final reckoning?

♪ She's laughing in your face ♪

You may kiss me now.

I want to talk... about Isabella.

I didn't realise Harry had... a friend staying over.

Well, imagine I already know about your childhood,

You skipped school to ask me a stupid question like that?

canal water, into the air passages as a result of submersion.

Oh, yeah? So, what did you get?

How long since you were sober?

I'm calling to let you know that

It's used in tandem with a sedative to anaesthetise patients

which is very naughty if you've had a liver transplant.

What about our suspect, the lady in the black coat?

I understand he recently had a major operation.

I can't give you those, it's confidential.

There was concern raised over the potential public relations fallout.

Plus, I've gathered friends around me, people who'll do anything.

What about Rui, my driver? What have you done with him?

I admire you.

Yes, well, I wouldn't worry too much about Harry, if I were you.

I mean, don't go full Harry Clayton on us, but...

It's about your sister, Scarlett.

Um, would it be all right if I dropped it into the station?

He's playing his condolences to Scarlett's sister.

I do work at the Regent Clinic,

- Don't worry about it. - Please, I insist!

"We've had our differences,

Thank you. Oh...

- soon. - OK, just don't keep a girl waiting.

London’s Silicon Roundabout is under scrutiny after entrepreneur Davey Wells’s driverless car is hacked, crashes and fatally kills its passenger at a launch event. Unfortunately for Wells, the passenger was his soon to be ex-wife, giving Harry all the more reason to suspect him. Harry’s instinct is always right, or so he thinks – is Wells really the man behind the hack? MORE -LESS

As soon as you put this on me, you dug their graves.

at a launch event yesterday when it went out of control

Will do. So, who is she?

We're working closely with the company that developed the computer systems.

- Last week. - Oh, you weren't at the launch?

I'm interested in the science of probability.

so that could have been the trigger for a hack

he isn't in a fit state to be interviewed.

Just went round to have a word with him and he assaulted me.

Mr. Wells, Jonny Hawthorne, your brief.

Mm-hm.

It runs millions of personal algorithms simultaneously.

I need it back within an hour so they don't miss it. Can you do that?

She's the monster?

The call to Davey's mobile must have triggered the upload.

I want the information in this anonymous tip-off

a community crime review paper

- Leave her alone! - It's all right, Woody.

Something Rachel's developing.

Gaming.

with a very big drink in your hand.

Listen, someone just tried to kill me and they're still out there.

The contract's with the company, not with the individual.

We find Leveller, we find her.

Any idea where she hid?

Less than that. She'll have spent ten minutes in there, minimum.

Well...

This is a six-figure number.

Harry is caught up in a dangerous investigation into a murderous Smithfield market butcher. Meanwhile, Golding closes in.

- It's not a bad entrance. - Try it. I dare you.

...interesting. But also you being in such handsome company.

so that they see the story just as she wants them to.

- So, Anthony...? - Johnstone. PM was last night.

The only thing I add to these pies is love.

She's safe, she's been brought here.

I thought you said he'd want to keep as far away from us as possible.

and blackmail.

The human remains. We know who they belong to.

The last time I caught Sykes, he was trying to flog forged

Well, if he was killed her, it wouldn't be a single speck.

Right, I'll start down this end. And I'll see you in a month.

- It can cut straight through the bone. - Really? Even human bone?

- Where do you keep it? - In my van.

Harry, are you here?

He kills his victims, he butchers them, and they end up in pies.

It's me, Harry.

- Well, you're too late. - Come on, Rich, I did what you asked.

I haven't had a chance to thank you for your performance with my wife.

Isabella.

And she's the reason I lost them. Dead because of her.

No.

- You said you'd be careful. - I was. I was meticulous.

Last year, we froze Golding's bank accounts, assets, et cetera.

When my girls died, my body seized up.

Help me find her. Please.

Secondly, ditto.

Oh. You were getting boring.

It's what you've always wanted.

Harry investigates a wave of hate crimes in London. Meanwhile, the alluring Isabella tests his willpower and Golding is spotted in the capital.

♪ Is nowhere to be found ♪

Heir to the Empire?

Do you think he could have been...

Right, mate, that's it. Come on, you go in the tank.

I'm not the one lying to Harry.

The Reverend has a vision... redemption for this city.

These are our streets, and we're taking them back!

veins full of street drugs, hearts full of despair.

You won't find a solution to your self-loathing

He might not be dead now.

You and I are different.

Forget racetracks, casinos...

Before that, he was a psychiatrist.

we could have a serial killer on our hands.

Detective Inspector Harry, you look like one of the lost,

but we can't find a connection between them.

Huxley was struck off the register of psychiatrists.

(KEYS TAP)

- _ - HUXLEY: We have no defence against it.

For your information, I don't gamble.

...you do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence if,

The two things these people had in common are you.

"a danger to vulnerable lesbians and gay men in the community."

But some of us are willing to face our demons and banish them.

Take him back to the cells, he hasn't killed anyone.

- How could you miss that? - Oh, my God.

- He's not going to run. - Why not?

I don't know how I missed that.

He said we could start again.

You'd be doing the world a favour.

6 months after rescuing his family from Golding, Harry Clayton is a very different man. He hasn't laid a bet in 186 days and has sworn off using the power of the bracelet - until he meets a woman with an identical bracelet.