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We want in, we
want in, we want in!

♪ Don't walk away ♪

♪ Don't you walk away ♪

♪ We can always
find the answer ♪

♪ I knew we have
so much to share ♪

♪ So we can keep going on ♪

♪ I always thought that
we should be together ♪

♪ For an eternity... ♪

You'd think it was
the Beatles playing!

As long as they
keep buying tickets.

Let's get these doors open before
we have a riot, yeah? You ready?

All right, no
pushing, no pushing!

You're all going to get in, all
right? No beer! Hey, no beer.

Anyone caught with beer,
you'll be out on your ear!

Get that for later, yeah?

Evening, girls. To the side.

- All right, Dolores?
- All right, Gary.

I'll turn a blind eye this
time since it's you, eh?

I hope you two girls are going
to enjoy yourselves tonight.

And, er, be careful, right?

Oh, and, er, save the
last dance, girls, yeah?

♪ True love is
what I feel for you ♪

♪ True love I need you so bad ♪

♪ True love come on, now, baby ♪

♪ Now that I found
my true love ♪

♪ True love all of the time ♪

♪ True love you send
me out of my mind ♪

♪ True love it feels so real ♪

♪ Come on now darling ♪

♪ I feel it in my soul ♪

♪ I need you so bad ♪

♪ Oh ♪

♪ I used to see you
in the neighborhood ♪

♪ I always thought
you looked so good ♪

♪ I said, "Baby, won't
you come after me?" ♪

♪ She said, "I'll tell
you when I'll be free" ♪

♪ Eventually I took
her out one night ♪

♪ We danced, and
darling, it was out of sight ♪

♪ I said, "Hey, girl,
this can't be true" ♪

♪ I could never be without you ♪

♪ Without you... ♪

♪ But I have wanted
to walk away ♪

♪ I just can't do it even
though I have tried ♪

♪ Won't you come back
to me come back to me ♪

♪ Give me all your loving
and you'll set me free ♪

♪ Won't you come back to me ♪

♪ Come back to me ♪

♪ Give me all your lovin'
and you'll set me free ♪

♪ Oh, set me free ♪

♪ Set me free... ♪

Who found the body?

A man from the local
estate. Down there.

- Working girl.
- Why?

This place is famous for it.

Blow to the side of the head.

- But it wasn't robbery.
- Huh?

- Have you got an evidence bag?
- Tom, Tom. Evidence bag.

- Twenty quid.
- Why did he kill her, then?

- Who?
- The trick. You know, the punter.

Too drunk to
finish the business.

She laughed at him,
maybe, and he got angry.

So why didn't he
take his money back?

Can't be many
colored girls in this area.

She shouldn't be
too hard to identify.

I'll ask around.

There's plenty of men who'd
pay extra for a bit of exotic.

I want her name on my desk
by 9:00 tomorrow morning.

Righto.

Enjoy your Sunday.

Dolores Kenny. 35 Gale Street,
Whitley Bay. Thank you very much.

My guess is she picked
up a client in town,

and then drove out to
Byker to, er, you know.

Fractured skull.
Possible internal bleeding.

Looks like she was
hit with a blunt object.

Traces of carbolic
soap found on her neck.

And?

No sign of recent
sexual activity.

Some prostitute.

No, no, no, no. It just means
they hadn't got that far, that's all.

He's a bus conductor, sir.

Originally from
Trinidad and Tobago.

Is your father home?

Thank you.

The wife?

RAF.

Ambrose Kenny?

I'm Chief Inspector Gently.

This is Detective
Sergeant Bacchus.

You have a daughter
named Dorothy, yes?

- Dolores.
- I'm, uh...

I'm afraid we've
got some bad news.

She was found dead yesterday
on some waste ground in Byker.

What happened?

We think she was killed
by a blow to the head.

I would like to say
how very sorry we are.

He didn't even know she name.

I... Sorry.

Is there anything
that you can tell us

that might help explain the
circumstances of Dolores's death?

She take she own life?

No. There's no
suggestion of that.

Then let me call this
thing by its name, no?

Murder.

Can you think of anybody who
would have wanted to harm her?

Sorry, can I ask
why you're laughing?

Perhaps it was one of the men
who spat at her on the bus last week

and told her to get
back to the jungle.

Or maybe the woman who
wouldn't let her touch her washing

- in the launderette, or the kids...
- Joseph!

Enough.

Someone specific.

No.

Did she have a boyfriend?

She was a good girl.

That's not what
the sergeant asked.

No.

Where was she on Saturday
night? All dressed up.

She was go
dancing with a friend.

- Is that what she told you?
- Aye, because that's what she did.

What's the name of her friend?

Carol.

Carol Morford.

Thems work at the
launderette together.

Them is like sisters.

Can we see Dolores's room?

I didn't know that
there were coloreds

in the RAF during the war.

What was he, do you reckon?

Ground crew, maybe?

He was a pilot. Wellington
bomber. 90 missions over Germany.

Anything else
you'd like to know?

A little more about your
sister and her friend, Carol.

Where did they go
dancing together?

They went to the Carlton.

The Carlton? Ballroom dancing?

For the all-nighters.

- The what?
- Northern Soul.

Come again?

Is this Carol?

Dolores had a lot of
money on her. Twenty quid.

Do you have any idea where
that might have come from?

She'd been saving her
wages to buy records.

They trade singles at the club.

You admired Dr. King, I imagine?

Aye. We all did.

Yeah, me too.

The policeman who
approves of civil disobedience?

A policeman who
approves of non-violence.

We'll be in touch as soon
as we have any information.

Try and get the
name right next time.

There was more
money in her drawer.

You don't get that
working in a launderette,

selling records in a
dance hall. Do you?

These all-night Northern
Soul type things, sir.

They're not organized by the
ballroom. They just hire it out.

- Who to?
- A bloke called Gary Watts.

All right. Let's have a word with this
Mr. Watts and then Dolores's friend Carol.

I want to find out where Dolores
was getting all this money from.

- Okay.
- Maybe some of their tricks.

Where do I find
this bloke Watts?

This is his head office, sir.

Very good.

- There you go, love.
- Thanks very much. It looks lovely.

Should keep the old
man's strength up, eh?

- Thank you. Bye.
- All right. Ta-ra.

Gary Watts?

I'd like to ask you
a few questions

about a regular at your
soul nights, Dolores Kenny?

She was found dead yesterday.

Shame.

She might have been at
the Carlton on Saturday.

Did you see her?

I've seen her about.
Hard to miss, really.

Tell me about Northern Soul.

Well, we give them a kind of soul
music they don't play anywhere else.

They come from all over
the place. London, Scotland.

They're obsessed by
it. Don't know why, like.

It's all like jigaboo to me,
but there you go, they love it.

- And it makes me some money.
- What about Carol Morford?

She might have been
there. I don't know.

Her father told me that you
and Dolores Kenny were close,

like sisters.

Ambrose looked out for us.

Me dad went back to Ireland,

and me mum, well, she
only had time for church,

so I spent a lot of
time at their house.

Can you tell me what you
remember about that Saturday night?

Just a normal night.

- Which was?
- Dancing.

- Drinking?
- No. No alcohol allowed.

She had quite a
lot of money on her.

Any idea where that came from?

I didn't realize Dolores
was the criminal here.

I thought she was the victim.

Well, did she have a boyfriend?

Was she seeing anybody?

If I'm going to find out
what happened to her,

I need to know what
kind of person she was.

She was beautiful.

Inside and out.

Nothing from the
door to door, guv.

What about the working girls?

Ah, well, the ones that
are still awake at this time,

they've never heard
of Dolores Kenny.

See, I think Dolores Kenny met
her killer at this Northern, what is it?

- Northern Soul.
- Soul.

They dance all night.

They're not allowed booze.
So how do they keep going?

- Pills.
- Exactly.

- Watts. Gary Watts. The fishmonger fella.
- What about him?

What's the name of the bloke that
we've been trying to put away for years?

You know. Protection, and
money lending and that?

- You mean Bernie Watts?
- Bernie Watts. How old's Gary?

- Thirty-something.
- Could be his son?

- Yeah, okay.
- He's been selling pills

to his audience, right?

Maybe Dolores Kenny
was working for him?

And that's how she
got the money. Eh?

She's colored, so she
must be on the game.

She's got money, so
she's selling drugs?

I thought it might flush
somebody out. A trick, mebbies.

Joseph Kenny
here to see you, sir.

- Before you say it, let me...
- This arrived, addressed to me dad.

Delivered by hand.

"Dear Mr. Kenny.

"I'm so happy your
wog daughter's dead.

Now go back to
where you came from."

Pay no attention to it, Joseph.

Somebody saw an opportunity
to hurt you and your dad.

- Please don't let them.
- Yeah...

Why should any of
us trust any of you?

Sometimes I wonder.

Written on an Underwood.

On headed stationery?
Granthorn Social Club.

Whoever wrote it isn't exactly

the brightest, is he? Huh?

You think it's the killer? "Come
to this address and arrest us".

No, come on, guv.
Guv, it's a waste of time.

We should let them know how we
feel about having our time wasted.

Do you recognize
this stationery?

Aye, son. It's the
club's letterhead.

- And who would have access to that?
- Only me.

But that's no good.
It's out of date.

The committee's changed
the lettering. Look, I'll show you.

What did you do with
the old stationery?

Well, I didn't like
to see it wasted.

But I think I left
it at my old digs.

Yes, we had Alfred
here for six months.

Wasn't ideal, but I felt
sorry for the old gent.

I made sure he had most
of his meals in his room.

- Who's up there now?
- Mr. Tate, till next week.

I take in theatricals and
they do tend to come and go.

Yes, we've had all the greats
staying here over the years.

We've had Dickie Henderson,
Jimmy Clitheroe, Frank Ifield.

I do wish he'd stop that
yodeling though, don't you?

Is that you? Were
you in the business?

Ten seasons at the
Tivoli Theatre of Varieties.

When did Mr. Tate move in?

Sunday. He's a regular. A vent.

- Ventriloquist.
- Who else is here this weekend?

Two Dundonians. Contortionists.

Incredible what they can achieve on a
diet of black pudding and neat vodka.

Alfred said he left
some belongings.

Oh? Such as?

Stationery. We're
trying to trace a letter.

No. I can't say I recall
anything like that.

Beautiful birds.
How many you got?

Eight English budgies.
Three American.

Pair of lovebirds, a
parakeet and a cockatiel.

A parakeet and a
cockatiel in the same cage?

Birds don't cross-breed.

Not like people.

They're only attracted
to their own species.

I thought the human
race was one species?

Sorry I couldn't
have been more help.

No. Not at all.
Thanks for your time.

That your typewriter?

Yes. My father bought it for me,
years ago. It's just gathering dust now.

It's an Underwood, isn't it?

Yes.

Do you know the Kennys?

- Can't say I do. No.
- Why did you do it, Matilda?

- Do what?
- Write that letter.

I didn't write any letter.

You've got a sign in the
window saying no blacks.

Are you telling me you haven't noticed
a colored family two streets away?

On top of which, you've got the same make
of typewriter the letter was written on

and the same paper
used on your notice board.

My only crime is to want
things back the way they were.

Before all this immigration.

When you knew who
your neighbor was.

Nowadays, look at us. Just
like a nation of strangers.

When the Race Relations Bill
passes, that sign there will be illegal.

So let me do you a favor.

If I find that you've been
turning away colored people,

I'll close you down.

Do we understand each other?

- Ambrose Kenny.
- What about him?

- Why not him?
- Your thinking behind that?

He found out she was on drugs,
and he gave her a good old slap, no?

And he got carried away.

Dolores was found miles away
from home, Ambrose hasn't got a car.

But she was only a mile away
from the Carlton dance hall.

That's where we need to be.

Or, to be more specific,
that's where you need to be.

Priceless, isn't it?

Haven't you got a job to go to?

- Sir.
- Oi! Oi!

Are you laughing at
me? Is he laughing at me?

No, no.

- I want double time for this.
- Oh, you'll need these.

What? You've got to
take your own records?

They buy and sell
them, remember?

Help make you look
a bit more believable.

Or slightly less unbelievable.

Don't be a wallflower.

We want in! We
want in! We want in!

We want in! We
want in! We want in!

We want in!

♪ I'm coming in but
my hands go up ♪

♪ I've got to face it I'm
not going to make it ♪

♪ Without your loving
I got nowhere to go ♪

♪ Don't you see what
you're doing to me ♪

♪ I'm in love and I
can't break free ♪

♪ Now I'm begging with you baby
please don't leave me hanging ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ It's a lockdown, baby
you drive me crazy ♪

♪ Ain't no mistakin' love
has got me doing time ♪

♪ You're my attorney
my judge and jury ♪

♪ I'm feeling guilty so lock
me up and throw away the key ♪

♪ Oh, baby ♪

♪ I said, lock me up
and throw away the key ♪

♪ Lock me up and
throw away the key ♪

♪ You can't restrain me ♪

♪ You can search me ♪

♪ I'd give it all up
just to be with you ♪

♪ I'm so happy
now you've got me ♪

♪ I'll surrender all
my lovin' to you ♪

♪ Don't you see what
you're doing to me ♪

♪ I'm in love and I
can't break free ♪

♪ Now I'm begging with you, baby
please don't leave me hangin' ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ It's a lockdown, baby
you drive me crazy ♪

♪ Ain't no mistakin' love
has got me doing time ♪

♪ You're my attorney
my judge and jury ♪

♪ I'm feeling guilty so lock
me up and throw away the key ♪

♪ Oh, baby ♪

♪ I said, lock me up
and throw away the key ♪

♪ Lock me up and
throw away the key ♪

♪ It's a lockdown, baby
you drive me crazy ♪

♪ Ain't no mistakin' love
has got me doing time ♪

♪ You're my attorney
my judge and jury ♪

♪ I'm feeling guilty... ♪

The pathologist's
full report, sir.

What you got, pet?

Orangeade, or orangeade.

Orangeade then, please.

Thank you.

All right? Do you
want to deal, mate?

- Huh?
- Do you want to deal?

- No.
- Okay.

Hello, pet.

- Want to buy a single?
- Nah. You're all right, thanks.

I'd ask you to dance
but I've twisted me ankle.

- You're in luck. I'm not in the mood.
- Oh, aye? Why's that?

Just.

Here you are,
look. "Born A Loser".

It's my theme tune, that.
Go on. Make an offer.

- Ten bob.
- Sold.

I'm just kidding. You
get 15 quid for that.

Really?

Yeah. No, it's, uh...

worth it to get to talk to you.

My name's Jim.

Carol.

I've not seen you here before.

I've just moved
back up from Leeds.

You like Don Ray, then?

Yeah. I prefer Frank Wilson.

- Do I Love You?
- Indeed I Do.

- It's my friend's favorite.
- Is it?

Well, it was nice
to meet you, Jim.

Right.

Charlie, I need to speak to you.

Charlie!

There is something I
need to tell you, Mr. Kenny.

- Ambrose, please.
- Ambrose.

Your daughter was three
months pregnant when she died.

You didn't know.

Any idea who the
father might be?

You didn't know this?

So she did have a relationship.
Despite what you said last time.

What are you reading
this for? Put it away.

You will learn nothing
but hate from these men.

They'll make things
worse, not better, for us.

We must change the
way our people see us.

Is that why you're drinking
yourself to sleep every night? Hmm?

- Do you think you'll wake up white?
- You see these Black Panthers?

They have all the questions
and none of the answers.

They're trying to build a
black nation for black people.

- As Dr. King said...
- Dr. King is dead.

We need to become the
masters of our own destiny.

Look, some may not like it
but we are a part of this country.

No, we're not.

And if we don't help
ourselves, who will? Him?

This man is a
guest in our house.

- A guest is someone you invite.
- Enough!

They're going to let the man who
killed your daughter walk away,

and you're just going to
stand there and do nothing.

You never fought for
anything in your life, did you?

You even let your own wife
walk away without a fight.

Oi.

Don't take the mickey, bonny
lad. 'Cause I'll cave your face in.

What are you looking at?

Ah, nothing. Just...

I wouldn't mind a few
of them myself, actually.

A few of what?

You know, the, um...

No bother.

You just enjoy the music.

All right. No offense.

♪ I'm making plans
to get you, girl ♪

♪ Still wondering what to say ♪

♪ What to say it's
been so long... ♪

- All right?
- All right?

Do you mind if I have a look?

Yeah.

Thanks.

Ah, you got some good 'uns here.

One of them cost 15 quid.

Fifteen quid! Which one's that?

The Contours. Just A
Little Misunderstanding.

It's on the original label.

I'd have that on a chain
round me neck if I were you.

It's a bit of a funny atmosphere
tonight, don't you think?

Suppose.

There was that girl that was
found dead last Saturday,

about a mile away.

Hey. Leave them.

Hey.

Your wages. Ten bob.

Well, a darkie'll
do it for half price.

No. I said leave them!

Charlie.

It's just monkey music, yeah?

Relax. Eh?

I don't want your pills.

What have I told you?!

- Hey! Leave him.
- Get off, man!

Hey. All right, All right.
I don't want any trouble.

- Just leave him alone.
- Friend of his?

No.

She's gone, little brother.

Gone.

Life goes on.

- Thanks.
- You shouldn't have got involved.

No bother.

What was it all about?

They work for me dad.

He's happy to see Gary
cash in on Philly Soul,

you're just not
supposed to enjoy it.

Charlie Watts.

Jim. Jim Thomas.

Is Gary your brother?

Yeah.

Hey, who was the
lass in the green dress?

- Carol?
- Aye, Carol.

- Do you fancy her?
- Ah, no.

Not if she's yours I don't.

You all right?

Yeah.

Yeah, it's nothing.

So how do you know Carol, then?

I was going out
with her best mate.

Dolores.

My dad didn't like it.

If he calmed down
a bit, he'd be a Nazi.

Oh, I see.

My brother's the same.

Can I ask, was
Dolores the girl that...?

You know...

Why do you keep
asking about her?

No reason, no reason.

Sorry.

I could do with a drink,
I think. Orangeade.

Do you want one?

No. I'll just stay here.

All right.

Hello?

Gary Watts is dealing,
I've just met him.

Aye, he's a lovely fella.

Hey, guess what?
You'll like this.

It's a family affair.

Dolores had a boyfriend.

Gary's brother, Charlie.

- She was seeing Bernie Watts' son?
- Aye.

Well done, John.
So what happens...?

Hey. You're not away are you,
pet? I was hoping for a dance.

I thought you
twisted your ankle?

Mebbies a slow one, then.

Sorry. You've caught
us on a bad night.

That's what they all say.

I was hoping I might have
impressed you the way

I smacked the side of my
face into that bloke's forehead.

- Wasn't expecting that, was he?
- No, he wasn't.

You had him up against
the ropes right enough.

Aye. That's what I
thought. Terrified, he was.

- No, I better go.
- Ah, go on.

Just the one. I promise I
won't try any funny business.

Well, then, I'm definitely off.

Think of me as
one of those blokes

back from the
trenches. You know.

It's your duty.

♪ ... these feelings
of emotion ♪

♪ Oh, my love I give
you my devotion ♪

♪ Oh, my love I
can't be without you ♪

♪ They say
patience is a virtue ♪

♪ Always said I would
never desert you ♪

♪ You said you
wanted to see me ♪

♪ But I'm still waiting
for you to bring me... ♪

You all right? Looks
like you've been crying.

I'm just upset about
my friend Dolores.

Ah.

Is that the girl that was
found the other night?

Aye.

I'm sorry.

Was she a good friend?

The best.

Can I ask?

Do you not feel scared about
coming back after what happened?

Why would I be?

Nobody here would
have harmed Dolores.

They don't care about
the color of your skin.

Most of their heroes are black.

No, it couldn't have been
one of the regulars, no way.

Mebbies it wasn't a regular.

Like you, you mean?

I'm joking.

No. Dolores wouldn't have
wanted me to stop coming here.

This place meant
the world to us.

You're a much better
dancer than I thought you'd be.

For a cripple.

Do you want to go
somewhere quiet?

All right.

This place made Dolores
forget about her boring job,

her dad, about everything.

- Her dad?
- Aye. He didn't like her seeing lads.

We had this mad dream
about going to America.

To the clubs in
Philadelphia and Detroit.

She thought she'd meet
some big record producer.

She could sing, you see.
She could sing like Aretha.

- What about you? Can you sing?
- Not like Dolores.

No. I was going
to be her manager.

We'd nearly saved up enough.

- Did her dad know about that?
- Oh, no. He'd have gone nuts.

So, what do you
think happened to her?

I wish I knew.

Have the coppers seen you?

She's just another
wog to the cops.

You should hear some
of the names they call us.

- Which way you going?
- This way.

- I'll give you a lift if you like?
- Oh, no, it's all right.

I'm going for a swim.

A quick dip and a cup of coffee
and I'm ready to face the world.

- All right, see you later.
- See you later.

Want to keep us company?

I don't usually carry
me trunks with us.

You can hire them at the baths.

Aye, all right.

Selling scrap, mate?

Bernie Watts around?

I never met the lass.

I can't say I'm glad she's dead,

but I am glad Charlie isn't
going to end up with her.

I told him it's all
right for a bit of fun

but you don't want to
be bringing one home.

- Did he listen to you?
- Well, they finished a while back.

So yeah, I think he did.
He's a good boy really.

She was pregnant.

You think my lad had
something to do with that?

You know what they're like. She
was probably putting it about all over.

We need to stop this Race
Relations Bill and end immigration.

Half the world
thinks they're British.

- Where were you Saturday night?
- You think I killed her?

I'm a businessman.

My personal feelings come
second to my desire to make money.

A desire shared by
your other son Gary.

The one who sells
drugs to the dancers.

Now, you might as well
be talking Swahili, Inspector.

- Where were you Saturday night?
- I was here.

Anybody with you?

Tell the Inspector where
you were last Saturday.

Having a few pints
with you, Bernie.

Not sure about these trunks. I
don't know where they've been.

Jump in, the water's lovely!

- It's like the North Pole in there.
- Don't be such a big jessie!

It's freezing!

♪ Do you feel the same ♪

♪ Either now or never ♪

Me and Dolores used to come here
every morning after an all-nighter.

With Charlie?

Aye.

- And Gary?
- No.

Well, yeah, sometimes,
but he'd just sit and watch.

He always gave me the creeps.

Charlie said we'd never
get the smell of the fish

out of the water
if he did come in.

He used to give him
carbolic soap for his birthday!

Oh, Gary sells fish.

He's got sole, just
the wrong kind.

Oi!

- I'd better go.
- I'll come with you.

No, you're all right.
You finish your swim.

Will I see you next
week at the club?

Maybe.

What time do you call this?

I've been for a dip with Carol.

Dolores's mate.

That's what they do,
they go swimming after.

You know, they know how to
have a good time down there.

I could really, really get into
that Philly Soul. It's amazing.

Well, I'm glad you enjoyed
yourself. What's the...

Don't worry about that. It
was just a bit of a scuffle.

So, you feel like telling
me what else you found out?

Yes, sorry. Gary Watts.

Uses carbolic soap to get rid
of the smell of fish off his hands.

- Yeah, you sure?
- Aye, positive. Yeah.

Is that how the soap got on her
neck? 'Cause he had a thing for her.

What? Gary got her pregnant?
Gary, who thinks it's all jigaboo music?

Well, Carol says that he
was always hanging round her,

even though it was his brother
Charlie that was going out with her.

Yeah, well, like you said,
it's a family affair. What else?

Oh, er...

Carol said that Dolores
and her had enough money

to get them both to America.

Money coming from
where, do you think?

Don't know, she didn't say.

She doesn't go all the
way on a first date, then.

Is she selling drugs for Gary?

No. Not Carol.

- Not Carol?
- No, no definitely not, no.

Dolores, she was
in the driving seat.

Oh, and it turns out that Bernie
Watts wasn't the only person

who didn't approve

of Charlie and
Dolores's, you know...

Carol says that
Ambrose wasn't too happy

about her seeing any lads.

- He lied to us.
- Point taken.

- Thank you.
- Get Gary and Charlie in. Gary first.

I know you've been dealing
at the club. I've got a witness.

Were you working for your dad?

No.

I also pulled your file.

Seems you've got a bit
of a nasty streak, Gary.

Two convictions for assault.

Dishonorably discharged from
the army for attacking an officer.

Anything else I
should know about?

Did you know that
Dolores was pregnant?

You did have a thing
for her, didn't you?

I'm married. Now why
would I be shagging her?

As your dad says, as long
as you don't bring them home.

You use carbolic to get rid of

the smell of the
fish, don't you?

Who's telling you
all this rubbish, eh?

- Do you or don't you?
- So?

Traces of the same soap were
found on Dolores. On her neck.

- Well, maybe she used it as well.
- No.

Girls usually prefer
something scented.

Maybe she couldn't
afford Yardley's.

- Were you seeing Dolores?
- No chance.

The name's Gary, not Charlie.

What else were you
doing for your father

apart from selling drugs?

Getting rid of
unwanted girlfriends?

You'd better start telling me
the truth about you and Dolores

or I'll do you for drug
dealing right now.

- I might have touched her neck.
- You might have touched her neck?

- When she kissed me.
- When did this happen?

- Outside the club.
- You left with her?

She was upset.

She'd had an argument
or something with Charlie.

I went to see if
she was all right.

We kissed goodnight, and
I went back inside the club.

- How long were you gone?
- Five minutes.

He's lying. He fancied her.

He's got a face like a butcher's
chopping block. It's jealousy.

Good-looking Charlie
got her instead.

So he smashed her skull in,
stuck her in the back of the van,

went back to the
club, dumped her later.

And what happened to
your theory about Ambrose?

- Sir.
- What?

Charlie Watts is here.

All right. Get a search
warrant for Gary's fish van.

And speak to Carol again.

I need to know who was
the father of Dolores's baby.

Surely she told her best
friend? And if not, why not?

I need to know what's going
on between the four of them.

I'll sleep when
I'm dead, shall I?

How did you feel about
being a dad, Charlie?

Not thrilled?

Is that what you and Dolores
fought about the night she died?

You have a clear
motive for killing her.

- What motive?
- Jealousy.

I've seen it send
men to the gallows.

Gary kissed her
the night she died.

But you knew that, didn't you?

Did she get bored with you and
then move on to your big brother?

- He told me he was having her.
- Oh.

Is that what the row
was about? She left.

Gary went after
her to comfort her?

You saw them kissing.

You waited for Gary to leave.

Did you kill her, Charlie?

No.

I didn't.

Hello?

What are you doing here?

- Looking for you.
- How'd you know I worked here?

I asked around.

- You're keen.
- Truth is, I couldn't wait

till the next all-nighter. I
wanted to see you again.

- Can I take you for lunch?
- I've already got my lunch.

I can do better than a
soggy cheese sandwich.

I got a soggy cheese
sandwich and chips.

Were you aware that Dolores
was saving up to leave for America?

I found this in she room.

She said she'd saved
it from she wages.

Well, she might have got
it selling drugs at the club.

Did she ever
mention a Gary Watts?

- Do you think he killed her?
- That is the father of the child?

We don't know. But she
did have another boyfriend.

Charlie Watts. His brother.

But surely you knew
that, didn't you, Ambrose?

- I don't know anything.
- Come on, Ambrose.

You've got a daughter

who seems to have two
white boyfriends. Brothers.

Whose father, Bernie Watts,

is one of the worst racialist
bigots in the country.

Plus she might have been
in with them selling drugs.

And you say you didn't know?

Here you are, cheese
and onion toastie.

Don't say I don't spoil you.

- Where's my chips?
- They don't do chips, sorry about that.

Beer's got a head on it, though.

Ooh. You really know how to
sweep a girl off her feet, don't you?

If you play your cards right,
I'll take you to the burger van

in King Street next time.

So you're not working today?

No, no, I got a day off.

I'm in the building trade.
Only work when it's sunny.

That's why I moved back to
the north east. I'm a lazy bugger.

Right.

Mmm...

Your toastie's getting cold.

I'm not really hungry.

Not had much of an appetite
since Dolores was killed.

Do they have any
idea who did it yet?

No, not that I've heard.

Maybe she had
another lad on the go.

An older man. Something
like that, maybe?

Plenty men won't admit it,

but they like a bit of
something different on the side.

- And what's that supposed to mean?
- Huh? Nothing.

And Dolores would just go
along with that, would she?

Is that because black
girls just like a good shag?

And they're up for it? They go like
bunnies? Is that what you mean?

I didn't mean it like that.
Just thinking out loud.

No. You weren't thinking,
that's the problem.

Nobody had a reason
to kill her. Nobody.

Sorry, I didn't
mean to upset you.

Honestly, I don't want you thinking
I'm some narrow-minded idiot.

I really don't.

Everybody's allowed
to make one mistake.

Just the one, mind.

We're having a vigil for
Dolores tomorrow at the Carlton.

Would you like to come?

What was it like when you came
here from Trinidad and Tobago?

Why? Why you want to know?

I've got an enquiring
mind. Comes with the job.

It was raining.

1940. I trained as
a wireless operator,

then I was an air gunner.

And then after 13 missions,
you're entitled to a job on the ground.

But I wanted to fly.
So I retrained as a pilot.

Do a lot of low-level flying.

After the war I met my wife.

She was an army nurse.

Well, we just decided to stay.

We feel at home.

What went wrong
with you and the wife?

She wanted more from
life than I could give her.

I just realized

how much like she
mother Dolores was.

Did you argue with Dolores
about that money you found?

Did you?

Look, I understand this must
be difficult for you, Ambrose.

You feel rejected by the
country that you fought for.

I didn't say that.

No. But it's what you really
feel, isn't it? Deep down.

Now you find that your own
daughter doesn't respect you either.

She lies. She gets pregnant.

She doesn't even
know who the father is.

So you snap. You lose control.

All that anger
comes flooding out.

And you said yourself,
she's just like your wife.

Enough!

You are not a father.

Are you?

Nice cup of tea, and a biscuit.

Here you go.

How'd you get on?

Yeah, no, it was, er...

I didn't find out much
about who the father was.

I don't think she knows.

But I did get invited to a vigil
they're holding for Dolores

tomorrow at the Carlton.

Don't worry, I made my excuses.

RAF records office. The
war record of Ambrose Kenny.

I asked for it.

Why?

Because his son couldn't
stay in the same room with him

when Ambrose told
me about his war record.

What does that mean?

What it means, John, is that
he made the whole thing up.

He was a clerk in the stores.

Why?

Why do you need to do that?

Is this the cup final
and nobody told me?

Two of them married
now, with family.

I shan't be satisfied

till I have seen them
all settled overseas.

In this country,

in 15 or 20 years' time,

the black man will
have the whip hand

over the white man.

Well, I can already hear

the chorus of execration.

How dare I say
such a horrible thing?

How dare I stir up trouble

and inflame feelings

by repeating such
a conversation?

My answer is

that I do not have
the right not to do so.

It almost passes belief that,

at this moment,

20 to 30 additional
immigrant children

are arriving from overseas

in Wolverhampton
alone every week.

And that means

15 or 20 additional families

a decade or so hence.

Those whom the
gods wish to destroy,

they first make mad.

We must be mad,

literally mad, as a nation

to be permitting
the annual inflow

of some 50,000 dependants,

who are, for the most part,

the material of
the future growth...

About time somebody said it.

..of the immigrant
descended population.

We have lift off.

It is like watching a
nation busily engaged

in heaping up its
own funeral pyre.

In these circumstances,
nothing will suffice...

Okay. Get back
to work. All of you.

That's all this country needs.

Inspector Gently, can I have a few words
about the Dolores Kenny case please?

It's ongoing. That's all I
can say at the moment.

Well, how long was
she on the game?

Should other prostitutes
in the area be worried?

Dolores Kenny
was not a prostitute.

And if anybody has any information
about what happened to her

I'd like them to come forward.

If they could imagine for just
one moment it was their daughter,

how would they feel?

Would you like me
to repeat any of that?

No, no, that's fine.

Before we have a
moment's silence for Dolores,

her dad would like
to say a few words.

Nobody could have wanted a
better daughter than Dolores.

She was strong-willed, but
I don't have to tell you that.

She was also kind, generous.

She friends tell me she had
a wonderful singing voice.

But she had a future.

She has been taken
away from us by hatred.

And that does make
you want to hate.

I don't know why she died.

I probably never will.

But she killer,

he cannot take away our
humanity, unless we give it to him.

I once fought in a
war. I see a lot of death.

So now there is no reason why I want
to go outside there and kill somebody.

It's like Dr. King and
all them does say.

"You have to fight the hate".

So come. Let us pray.

♪ God save our gracious Queen ♪

♪ Long live our noble Queen ♪

♪ God save the Queen ♪

Get out!

♪ Send her victorious ♪

Stop it. Stop it now!

- ♪...and glorious ♪
- Dad, that's enough.

- Joseph!
- Get back, Joseph.

♪ There's a place
for confusion ♪

♪ You won't find in here ♪

♪ You can't cross the river ♪

♪ Let it be and
it will deliver ♪

♪ Right on time ♪

♪ It will be right on time ♪

♪ Just stop calling my name ♪

♪ I'm one step
ahead of the game ♪

♪ On time ♪

♪ Yes, I'll be right on time ♪

♪ Right on time now ♪

Gary!

Joseph!

- What are you doing here?
- It's fine. I'll sort it.

- Just stay here. Promise me.
- Look, I can't see Joseph!

Enough! Stop it!

Get him!

You want some scars, son?
Like your friends from Africa?

Hit him!

Will that make you happy?

You need to remember
who your people are, son.

- 'Ey, 'ey, it's me, man!
- We got a dead man up here!

Settle down! Settle down!

Look at me. Look at me,
son. You were fighting.

You admit to fighting.
Who did that to you?

Settle down!

You okay?

Yeah.

Listen, thanks for, um...

What happened to Charlie
Watts? We haven't got him.

Don't know, must
have done a runner.

Oh, brilliant!

Get men watching for him
at his flat and the scrap yard.

You do understand that
this could ruin your life?

Do you want your father
to lose both his children?

I'm not going to confess
to something I didn't do,

- no matter what you do to me.
- And what am I going to do to you?

Maybe I'll accidentally fall down a
flight of stairs. Something like that.

Well, I don't need to push you
down a flight of stairs, Joseph,

because I've got the knife.

- Then check it for fingerprints.
- Yeah. And it's been wiped clean.

I wonder if you
knew that already.

- I'm glad he's dead.
- Why?

- Because he killed Dolores.
- How do you know that?

I saw them outside
the club together.

Dolores...

Dolores. Hey! What's wrong?

What's the matter?

Just talk to me.
I'm here for you.

- What are you doing here?
- Taking you home.

Can't you see these
white boys are using you?

How long do you think they'll stick
around when people spit at them?

I'm having a baby.

- I don't know what to do.
- Which one's the father?

- It's Charlie's.
- How do you know?

Joe. I don't need your
anger. I need your help.

You're just like your mother.

You left her alone in
the middle of the night?

Why didn't you
tell me this before?

I felt ashamed.

I felt... responsible.

- Can I go home now?
- No. No, you can't.

I need to speak to
this witness, in private.

My name is John. I'm
a Detective Sergeant,

and I was working undercover
on Dolores's murder.

- Can I go now?
- No, don't.

You not finished
lying to me yet?

You not finished
using me... Jim?

I was just trying to find out
what happened to Dolores.

If you'd known I was a copper
you'd never have spoken to us.

That makes it
all right, does it?

I don't know.

That's for you to decide.

You know, if I
thought you cared...

if I thought any of you really
cared about Dolores, I'd understand.

I didn't know Dolores.

But I do want justice for her.

For you.

I want you to believe me.

- I told you not to get involved!
- Huh?

First you go swimming with her,

next you're snogging
her on police premises!

You told me not
to be a wallflower.

She could have been
playing you for a fool.

She could have been
feeding you false information.

But she didn't.

How serious is it?

Well, I hope you are
prepared for the stick you'll get.

It would be career suicide.

Now, I'm not saying
it's right, it's just a fact.

It won't get that far.

Well, from what I just
saw, it already has.

She thinks policemen
are all bigots.

Well, she's got a
point, hasn't she?

You've been prejudiced
since this case started.

You thought Dolores was
just a bit of exotic, didn't you?

Not even worth the bother
of getting her name right.

A swim and a kiss.

That changes you
forever, does it?

- What about you, sir?
- Eh?

Bending over backwards to believe
every single word Ambrose Kenny says.

And hey, what does
he turn out to be?

Biggles of the stores!

Ambrose Kenny's downstairs, sir.

It was me, I do
it. I killed him.

I kill him.

He took my daughter's
life. So I take his.

- Sit down, Mr. Kenny.
- I don't want to sit down.

So this knife,

the murder weapon,

is your knife?

No. I find it on the floor, I just
pick it up and I stab Gary Watts.

What if I said that you're afraid
that Joseph stabbed Gary Watts

and you're taking the blame?

- You would be wrong.
- All right,

so how many times
did you stab him?

I can't remember.

Self-sacrifice is to be admired.

But not in this case.

Don't talk to me
about self-sacrifice.

I fought for the mother country,
this country ever fight for me?

Well, that's not strictly
speaking true, is it?

What do you mean by that?

"Ambrose Kenny, storeman.

"September 1942, applied
for training as a rear gunner.

"Application denied.

"January 1943, applied
for training as a rear gunner.

Application denied."

June 1943, same again.

And again. And again. And again!

Why'd you make
up this pack of lies?

Same reason you
came here today, isn't it?

For your children.

One black person is welcome in.

It's when there's more than one,
that's when you people change.

It's a gradual thing. I
watched it happening.

You start to feel threatened.

And then one day, your children,
they come home from school...

and they tell you people
start to spit at them.

You get to watch the pain in
their eyes, because they don't

understand why people would
say, "You don't belong here.

"You is a nobody, you
come from a nobody family,

and your father is just a bus
conductor and you're a nobody!"

So one day, you
start to tell a story.

It might give them
a little piece of pride.

So, yes.

I buy these medals
in a junk shop.

I'm not a father,
as you pointed out.

But I hope I would have had
the courage to do the same.

Sir, Charlie Watts has
been seen at the scrap yard.

You wait here, right?

Jim. What are you doing here?

Sorry, Charlie. It's John.

I need you to come with me.

All right, don't
worry. This way.

Yeah.

I need to talk to you.

Why did you bring
Charlie back in?

He's already answered
your questions.

No, he hasn't.

We don't know where he
was when Gary was murdered.

We also can't account
for his movements

on the night that Dolores died.

You don't understand.

He couldn't have killed her.

I know it's hard to believe

but, you know,

sometimes people
just act out of character.

- He couldn't have done it.
- Why are you so sure?

Because I know where he was.

He was with me.

♪ Baby, when you call me ♪

♪ I'll be there ♪

♪ Baby, when you
need me I'll be there ♪

♪ Don't you know
that when you call me ♪

♪ I'll be there ♪

♪ Oh, baby, when you want me ♪

♪ I'll be there ♪

♪ I see your face in my mind ♪

Seen Charlie?

♪ I picture it all of the time ♪

♪ And if things, and if
things get you down ♪

♪ Get you down
just call me, doll ♪

She thinks the world
of you, honestly.

Dolores? You all right, pet?

You had it away with
your best mate's boyfriend

while she was pregnant?

It was just a kiss.

Charlie used me
to make her jealous.

He thought she'd
been seeing Gary.

That's why he won't say where
he was, and I begged him not to.

Joseph and Ambrose
are like family to me.

I couldn't stand it if
they knew it was my fault.

Have you told your dad
about Carol yet? Have you?

I feel sorry for him,
mate, I really do.

He thinks he's got rid of
one unsuitable girlfriend,

and now you go and
get yourself another one.

- John...
- What are black girls to you,

- just fair game? Huh?
- That's enough.

Go on. Admit it. Admit
it. You killed Dolores.

You cough to that, they
might take it easy on you.

Crime of passion,
they'll call it.

In France you wouldn't even
get a fine. Go on, admit it!

Oi! I said that's enough!

I loved Dolores from the
moment I laid eyes on her.

She was the most
beautiful girl I'd ever met.

I should've believed her...

but I believed Gary instead.

He said he'd been shagging her.

I was jealous. Angry.

I kissed Carol to
get back at Dolores.

And Gary?

Did you kill him?

There's no point
in lying, Charlie.

Because we got
the murder weapon.

And guess what?

It's covered in fingerprints.

- You're lying.
- How can you be so sure?

Eh?

Is it because you know
that the knife was wiped,

because you wiped it?

Gary!

Gary!

I know what you did.

It was your baby,
wasn't it? Wasn't it?

Dad didn't want a little brown
baby called Watts, now, did he?

No, Charlie, Charlie.

I lied about that, okay?

I never touched Dolores.

She wouldn't let me.

It was your baby
all along, Charlie.

I just... I just said
it to split yous up.

So it was my baby?

Yeah.

It was my baby.

You killed her.

It wasn't me, Charlie.

I swear it.

It wasn't me.

He didn't kill her.

But it's his fault she's dead.

His and mine.

Then who did kill her?

- Joseph?
- Leave us alone!

Joseph...

Who killed my son?

- His brother.
- No.

He's not thinking straight.

You made him say that.

You're going to
let that black lad

get away with
killing a white lad.

You turned your sons against
each other, Bernie. Poisoned them.

You poisoned your own family.

No.

They were both good boys.

Charlie confessed
to it five minutes ago.

Right.

Time for the truth, Bernie.

Did you kill Dolores Kenny?

I hated her.

I gave her 20 quid
to get rid of the baby.

She took it.

So, what reason
did I have to kill her?

Come out, you
coon! Come out! Out!

Go upstairs and lock
yourself in the bathroom.

Joseph, you're not going
out there. They'll kill you.

- Just go and hide!
- No!

We know you're
in there, you know!

Are we going to
do this? Come on.

Open the door!

You're not getting away
with killing one of us!

- Come on.
- Come on!

Who do this?

You did.

Hmm?

If you'd stopped her seeing
a white boy in the first place,

none of this would
have happened!

How I could tell
her not to see a boy

because of the
color of his skin?

If I do that, that make me the same
as the people who come and do this!

You were so busy trying
to fit in, you couldn't see

what was going to
happen, could you?

When you going to realize?

When you going to
realize, they don't want us!

Not all of them, Joseph. It's not
all of them. I don't believe that.

Oh, aye. But you believed
I was capable of murder?

You believed that, didn't you?

You can't blame me for that?

I mean, look at you.
You're so full of anger.

- And you should be too.
- Joseph...

You can't see.

I just tried to protect you!

Aye.

Like how you protected Dolores?

Sarge, another
friend to see you.

Mr. Bacchus?

Listen, I don't want to get
anybody in trouble, you know,

especially not myself.

I've got a living to earn

and it’s not like you lot
make it easy for girls like me.

Get on with it.

I read what you said
in the paper, you know,

about that lass who
died on Saturday night.

About how we should imagine

they were our own daughter.

My customer was
driving us in his van

to the waste
ground where I work.

Well, he'd had a few and
he was driving too fast.

And I felt this thud
right next to me.

I didn't know what was going on.

So we pulled over. It
was pitch black out there.

There was something in the road.

He said we'd hit a dog,
but I knew he was lying.

It was that lass
out of the paper.

He said she was dead.

But she wasn't. There
was still breath in her.

And he wouldn't go
for an ambulance.

He just dragged
her over to that ditch

and left her there.

Ambrose, what are you doing?

Joseph, call the police.

We had hit her hard.

There was blood
on the side mirror

and the side of her
head was bashed in.

But still I told him,
"You have to get help.

You can't just
leave her like that."

- Sir...
- But he...

Minute. Minute.

He said...

He said, "What does it
matter? She's just a colored."

Dad...

Dad!

You should walk away, if
you know what's good for you.

Move.

You take my daughter's life.

Not true.

You think you can live
while she lying in the ground?

- That's what you think?
- Dad? What are you doing?

Wait a minute. Hang
on. I didn't kill anyone.

- Dad, don't!
- Shut your mouth!

- I didn't lay a hand on her.
- Dad!

- Ambrose.
- Move!

Ambrose. Listen to me, please.

Nobody murdered her.
Not Bernie, not Gary.

- It was a hit and run.
- You expect me to believe that?

Joseph and Dolores
argued that night. Yes?

Yeah, we did. He's
telling the truth.

She walked home in the dark.
She was hit on the side of the head.

The driver was drunk
and he didn't report it.

It was him that
caused it. Not that!

He left her to die in a ditch.

You think he would have
done that if she was white?

- Dad, stop!
- Ambrose!

All my life, I try and
do the right thing.

I was brought up well.
So I take all the abuse.

I listen to all your
nasty racist jokes,

even though I can see the
hatred behind your eyes.

My son is not going
through what I went through.

Joseph!

I wanted you to fight
back, but not like this.

I wanted you to
stand up for yourself,

to be someone I could
admire. And you are.

You are.

I love you.

Dolores, she loves you.

You don't need medals to be a hero,
Dad. I can see that now. You don't.

Just... living is hard enough.

Ambrose.

Give me the gun.

Please.

♪ All that love ♪

♪ We shared together ♪

♪ All those good times ♪

♪ That we had ♪

♪ What went wrong ♪

♪ Is a wonder ♪

♪ Now that it's gone ♪

♪ And walked out forever ♪

♪ Oh, baby, one
more lonely night ♪

♪ Oh, this feeling ain't right ♪

♪ Without your love ♪

♪ Without your love ♪

♪ Oh, baby, one
more lonely night ♪

♪ Oh, this feeling ain't right ♪

♪ Without your love ♪

♪ Without your love ♪

♪ Don't know what's the reason ♪

♪ We're not together ♪

♪ But that old feeling ♪

♪ Stronger than ever ♪

♪ For the last time ♪

♪ I saw your face ♪

♪ I was sorry ♪

♪ Would not be the last time ♪

♪ One more lonely night ♪

♪ Oh, this feeling ain't right ♪

♪ Without your love... ♪

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