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[Upbeat music]

[Car engine revs]

[Upbeat music]

[Electronic beeping]

Yeah! Welcome to my world.

[Phone rings]

Harry.

There's an item
you ought to see.

I'm really not in the art
market right now, Harry!

Well, actually, i'm
calling you as a copper.

Not as a punter.

Oh! Ok, well, er,
I'll be right over.

- [Electronic beeping]
- [Steven sighs]

Shit!

[Upbeat music]

Harry.

Ah, Steven! Welcome.

Glass of champagne?

No, thanks.

Elliott pine?

Yes, '80s icon.

Ripe for a retrospective.

Especially since he
pegged out just last year.

Oh, yeah.

So, what we did is, we
blew all the pictures up,

bigger than anyone had
ever seen them before.

Fantastic.

Yeah, that's how we spotted it.

[Indistinct chatter]

So, what are we looking at?

Oh!

That.

That could just be
a Mark on the lens.

You need some help, old timer?

Voila.

As you can see, it's
generated a lot of interest.

What I need to know is...

Can I still sell it?

No, you bloody can't!

♪ It's all right, it's okay ♪

♪ doesn't really matter
if you're old and grey ♪

♪ it's all right,
I say it's ok ♪

♪ listen to what I say ♪

♪ it's all right, doing fine ♪

♪ doesn't really matter
if the sun don't shine ♪

♪ it's all right,
I say it's ok ♪

♪ we're getting to
the end of the day ♪

This was the best
the lab could do.

This is Charlie
Hayes, 32 years old.

Fell to his death in 1989,

from the roof where his
company had its offices in the city.

Charlie worked for wlf.

Part of the futures exchange.

The essex barrow
boys in flash jackets.

Yeah, Thatcher's foot soldiers.

While the rest of the
country was on its uppers,

they were doing their
"loadsamoney" thing.

Yeah, I remember.

The coroner returned
a verdict of suicide.

Charlie's marriage
was on the rocks

and he'd just lost
half a million dollars

trading the markets.

Nevertheless, do you want
to know why this is murder?

Well, it's obvious.

Is it?

Well, he hasn't
had time to tumble,

so he must have gone over
backwards, and that's unusual.

Are you trying to
ruin my big finish?

Look, this is what I spotted.

[Soft music]

Here.

And this is it blown up.

Ah, so, either someone
was practising t'ai chi...

Or they've just
pushed our Charlie.

Exactly.

You said there'd
been an inquest,

so this is a fresh
murder enquiry?

The local force have
got their hands full.

So, as it happened 25 years ago,

they asked strickland
if we could take a look.

Let's take a look.

[Dramatic music]

I've been a customer of
this bank for over 37 years.

All I'm asking for
is an overdraft...

Yes, okay, a bigger overdraft.

Yes, I'm aware of
what my salary is.

I'm just...

Ok, look.

Forget it, thanks for nothing.

[Dramatic music]

That's some city.

Yeah, anyway, look, when Charlie

and whoever he was with
came through that door,

it set off an
alarm in reception.

But it took the security guard

15 minutes to get up here.

By which time the
roof was empty.

What did he need a
quarter of an hour for?

Charlie worked for a
company called wlf traders ltd.

Bit of a wild bunch, called
themselves the wolfpack.

Booze, drugs, parties, the lot.

Lift got jammed one night

and they found one of them
in there with a naked woman.

It got to the stage where

security turned a blind eye.

So, by the time Charlie
was standing up here,

the wolfpack had cried
"wolf" once too often.

Yeah.

The '80s was the
decade of excess.

Not for me, it wasn't.

I'd heard the Glasgow
constabulary was a den of iniquity,

irn bru, deep-fried Mars bars,

Andy Stewart at hogmanay.

Yeah, that's exactly
what it was like!

So, if anyone could get up here,

there was plenty of opportunity.

What about motive?

It was a cut-throat business.

Shouldn't be difficult to
find somebody with a grudge.

Where's this exchange, then?

It disappeared
about 15 years ago.

All the trading is
done by computer now.

Well, so, where do we start?

What do you think?

Let's have a chat with
the inquest witnesses.

Apparently he
was having an affair

with a nurse named maddie.

So, we'll start with her.

Right, okay.

[Upbeat music]

[Car engine revs]

[Door slams]

Miss maddie Chong?

We're with the unsolved
crime and open case squad.

You and Charlie Hayes went
out together back in 1988?

I'd like to have
a chat about it.

Carlton, I need to talk
to these gentlemen.

Could we have some tea, please?

Thank you.

Carlton is Charlie's son.

We were very different.

He was flash.

I wanted to change the world.

But we were both... lost.

Then I got pregnant.

I thought that would
be the end of it.

But Charlie took it as a sign.

Yeah, I can understand that.

He wanted us to be a family.

I never believed
he took his own life.

Why not?

He left an answerphone message.

It must have been
just before he died.

There's no chance
you've still got it?

Carlton transferred
it onto here.

He's good at that sort of thing.

Apart from Carlton,

it's the only bit of
Charlie I still have.

[Charlie's voice] 'I'm
sorry, I'm sorry, I love you.

You were right all along.

'I should have
been by your side.

'I'm out! Finished!

I'm not gonna change my mind.'

he was coming back to us.

I could hear it in his voice.

Well, it's a bit ambiguous.

That's why I didn't
come forward.

I was just the
pregnant girlfriend.

Nobody would
have listened to me.

But now it's murder.

Yes, is it wrong to be pleased?

Who do you think killed him?

Those devils in the
market, of course.

Any particular devil?

I never went near
his work, it was vile.

They only cared about
who made the most money.

But did Charlie tell you he
was actually losing money?

No, Charlie always said
he was making big profits.

And he was doing it for us.

Everything was big with Charlie.

It was a crazy time.

Just before tiananmen square.

I had family in China.

I was worried about them.

But Charlie told me
everything was going to be okay.

It wasn't.

Can I take a copy
of this message?

I want to help in any way I can.

- [Upbeat music]
- [Cindy types]

Cindy, you worked
for wlf back in the '80s.

But now you teach people how

to make money trading futures?

I can teach anyone
how not to lose money.

If you manage that,

you can't help but make profits.

And you worked
on the futures floor?

Back then, that was
all I wanted to do.

Then I realised I
was being judged

solely on the
contours of my behind.

No place for a woman, eh?

The only glass ceiling
those guys knew

was in a bar in Tokyo,

where the girls
don't wear knickers.

So, I became a backroom girl.

But you knew Charlie Hayes?

No, not really.

So, how come you gave
evidence at his inquest?

I was asked to
explain his losses.

He placed a large
bet on the market

and lost when the tanks
went into tiananmen square.

It nearly brought wlf down.

His wife lost her house,

but he told his mistress
he was making money.

Maybe he just
wanted to get laid.

She was pregnant
with his child, actually.

Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know.

Are you really saying
that somebody like me

could make 1,000
a day doing this?

Almost guaranteed.

And my system only costs £2,000.

You must come to
one of my evenings.

[Dramatic music]

[Charlie's voice] I'm
sorry, I'm sorry, I love you.

You were right all along.

'I should have
been by your side.

I'm out! Finished!

'I'm not gonna change my mind.'

it could just as easily
be a suicide note.

Yes, but now we know it wasn't.

So, Charlie had a lover.

Now he has a son,

and we've exposed a
web of lies and oversights.

But we haven't
found the spider yet.

Maybe it's a money
spider we need to chase.

Or a metaphor,
screaming for mercy?

Maddie's convinced
Charlie was murdered.

She blames it on the,

"devils in the market".

Ah! Walt fontaine,
Charlie's old boss,

has just flown back into the UK.

Wlf traders still exists,

but now it's a hedge
fund based in essex.

Essex?

County in the east of england.

Yep.

[Suspenseful music]

[Car engine revs]

[Upbeat music]

Wow!

And where, I wonder,
is Darth Vader?

[Ted chuckles]

He's behind you!

[Darth chuckles]

Quite an operation
you've got here!

Walt fontaine.

Ted case.

Dan gryphon.

Hi.

Steve mcandrew, hello.

Hi.

These computers can
handle thousands of trades

in milliseconds.

- Gentlemen, please sit down.
- Thank you.

We want to talk to you
about Charlie Hayes.

Charlie Hayes. [Darth mimics]

What a tragedy...

Yes, he lost a
load of your money.

No, no, no, not my money.

Those boys were locals.

It was their own money.

I did keep 10%
of what they made.

But Charlie, he was a diamond.

So, where did you
find this diamond?

Charlie was working in a pub.

I didn't have a lot of use

for plummy mbas
back in those days,

but my boys were
always in trouble.

One reason I got into
computers as soon as I could.

Computers don't stay out
to lunch till three o'clock,

and they don't have to be
picked up from police cells.

They don't get pushed
off tall buildings either.

[Electronic beeping]

Any grudges, rivalries?

Yes, of course, all the time.

They all wanted to be top dog,

and I had just
thrown them a bone.

See, I decided to run
things from the office

so that I could
trade electronically.

So, I set a target.

The guy who made most
money by the end of the month,

well, he got to manage
things for me down on the floor.

But it all got a
bit out of hand...

So, what happened?

The day...

The day he died, I
came back from lunch,

and Charlie has a fat lip.

Of course, no-one would
tell me what had gone on.

So, my guess is it was in-house,

with another one of my boys.

Why didn't you tell
this to the inquest?

I needed them at work.

But I'll tell you who might
know, Andy mackintosh,

"partridge".

Partridge?

Sorry, they all had
nicknames for one another.

Partridge was the
wolfpack's social secretary.

He followed me into
computer trading.

But it didn't work out for him.

He's driving cabs now.

Right, well, thank
you very much.

Oh, erm... by the way.

Got any hot tips a guy
could take a flutter on?

[Both laugh]

No, I'm sorry,

but the computers
execute all the trades here.

Yeah, but in theory,

it must be possible for
a guy to make money

day-trading futures?

[Electronic beeps]

What is it, what's that?

What's up?

I was running a simulation

and this guy's
just taken it live.

Can you not stop it?

How much has he sold?

Five yards of yen.

How much is a yard?

A billion.

A billion?!

The market's moving.

Shall I buy it, Walt?

Yeah, get him to buy it.

Get me out of this, okay?

Do it.

- [Types]
- [Dramatic music]

[Electronic beeps]

Covered at 108.10.

So, what's, you
know, the damage?

How much does a police
officer earn these days?

- [Electronic beeps]
- [Dramatic music]

71,000 dollars.

71... sweet Jesus...!

You just made 71,000 dollars!

[Darth laughs]

You know, some guys
just have the knack.

[Laughs]

Well, we pay our
traders a percentage.

I could write a cheque.

He can't accept it.

Oh, of course not,
you're a police officer.

Yeah, well, a
retired police officer!

[Upbeat music]

I'll take it now.

Good man, good man! Well done!

Harry.

Ah, Steven, hi.

Have you got a minute?

Yes, excuse us.

Where is my photo?

There's a bloody great
hole in my collection.

Don't worry, you'll get it back.

Look, Harry,

I want you to have a look
at the original photographs,

I've bought from
you over the years.

I need to cash some in.

Really?

Yeah.

Well, let's see.

He's been a bit too prolific.

He's lost his mojo.

She does greeting cards...

What about the old
Glasgow shots you sold me?

You told me these were
better than a pension scheme.

Did I say that?

Yes.

[Harry chuckles]

Well, think about all the
enjoyment you've had from them.

Yeah, yeah, never mind that.

I need some cash for
a business opportunity.

Really, how much?

Two grand.

Two...

Okay.

Two grand for this...

This... and this.

Are you kidding me?

I've been insuring
these for ten times that!

Well, that's the answer.

A leaky pipe, or a house fire,

you come to me
for the valuation.

Yeah, I'll pretend
I didn't hear that.

So, when do I get
the picture back?

Now they know it's
murder on camera,

the hoxton crowd are snapping
at my trouser legs to buy it.

I'm gonna make a
killing, so to speak.

Don't worry, as soon as
we catch the murderer,

I'll get him to sign it
for you, now cough up.

Fair enough.

- [Types]
- [Upbeat music]

Well, good evening!

We'll get you registered.

You can start in a day or two.

You are gonna be so rich.

Good news, the
security firm Walt hired,

they caught a guy
smashing the windscreen

of Charlie's car
the day he died.

And they're gonna see if
they can find anything else.

He's got to be
our prime suspect.

I've tracked down Andy
mackintosh, "partridge".

He lives in billericay.

Traded himself down to a bedsit.

Right, well, go and see
if he can shed any light

on the fight on
the floor, will you?

Okay.

[Sasha] Well, don't
just stand there!

Sasha!

[Ted laughs]

Good to see you, you look great.

- You do look good!
- Yeah.

So, how are you?

Well, I'm not gonna play for
england again this season.

But apart from
that, yeah, I'm fine.

What's with the
coffee and doughnuts?

Oh, it's Ted's idea.

When I wanted
coffee and doughnuts,

no-one took any notice.

I'll say this for him,

he does know how to
make things happen.

Oh!

Yes, he's... in his office.

[Dramatic music]

His office?

[Dramatic music]

Oops!

Yeah, that's fantastic news.

Yeah, keep it coming, thank you.

You must be dci Miller.

Sasha.

Dci... ex-dci Ted case.

So, is this a social visit?

No, I'm back.

And, if you don't mind,

I wanna hit the ground
running, so to speak.

It's a bit soon, isn't it?

You've been shot, you're...

Traumatised?

Look, I've got my teenage
son taking care of me.

That's far more traumatic.

Look, I appreciate
you filling in.

So that's it?

Well, I'm sure you'll be
paid what's been agreed.

Yeah, but we've just got
our teeth into a big case!

Oh, right, well, there's
a spare desk outside.

I've got plenty to keep me busy.

Yeah, well, rather
you than me...

[Books thud]

Wow! You've really made
yourself at home here,

haven't you?

Bit creepy, isn't it?

That houses my father's spirit

and you don't wanna upset him.

[Door slams]

So, you met Sasha?

Oh, yes, I certainly have.

They called me back.

The security guard who caught
the guy taking a baseball bat

to Charlie's Porsche,

he wanted to phone the police.

But guess what?

Charlie stopped him.

Said it had all been a
big misunderstanding

and had the car towed away.

So, to cover himself,
the guard filed a report,

but he kept a name.

One of the guys
from the futures floor?

Pete Dixon,
fireman for 40 years.

Died 2009, he's got a daughter.

I'm trying to track her down.

Ted...

What?

Just, it's...

Well, that's Gerry's desk.

Do you want me to get a
priest to deconsecrate it?

Or do you wanna Chuck
me out like she did?

Sasha chucked you out?

[Thuds]

What the hell's that?

Look, why don't you go
and find partridge, eh?

- [Train engine revs]
- [Horn blows]

You need the front cab, mate.

Andrew mackintosh, partridge?

[Andrew grumbles]

Calm down, we're not
from the benefits office.

We need to ask you some
questions about Charlie Hayes.

What, pickaxe?

Pickaxe?

Can't remember why
we called him that.

His father was a miner?

You are sharper than you look.

And why do they
call you partridge?

I look like David Cassidy.

Partridge family.

Well, I used to, anyway.

Fancy a cuppa?

[Radio announcement]

Can you grab us a cheeseburger?

And a tea.

[Train engine revs]

Great!

Cheeseburger and a tea, please.

I made money for 18
years, it was a doddle.

Standing in the pit,

you could see the flows.

But then it went electronic

and I was broke and
divorced in three months.

Danny, sorry, they
can't break a 20.

Great, good man, thanks.

Go on.

Pickaxe, he had this sixth
sense about the markets.

Always seemed to know
where they were heading.

There we go.

Oh, ta.

Any change?

Oh, yeah, sorry!

Er... here you are.

Thank you.

The day he died, pickaxe
had a fight on the floor?

That's right.

But it wasn't on the floor.

It was in the toilet.

Never seen Charlie
lose it like that before.

And at bison!

Wow! Really went for him.

You didn't know it was bison.

Where can we find this bison?

[Doorbell rings]

- [Upbeat music]
- [Water splashes]

Morning, gents.

So, why do they call you bison?

[Bison sighs]

We should have
cut you jocks loose

while we had the chance.

We started out like Columbus.

Pioneers.

Band of brothers.

And then for a little piece
of history, we were like gods.

Maggie in power.

The unions defeated.

And a prime slot on BBC news

every time the shit hit the
fan in the financial markets.

What about pickaxe?

How did he fit into
the... pantheon?

Pickaxe was a trusted comrade.

A hell of a trader.

Bollocks the size
of wrecking balls.

You two had a
fight the day he died.

Fights were par for
the course in the pit.

Battle scars, see that?

Someone stabbed me with a biro

over four eurodollar
contracts. [Bison mimics]

Well, this mythic
encounter with pickaxe

happened in the toilets.

Must have been a dispute
over the old marching powder.

We got pumped up ahead of
the U.S. unemployment data.

We thought it might
be over a woman?

What about this competition
to take over from Walt?

Sounds like it got
a bit out of hand.

Not really.

He lost his shirt
over tiananmen.

And the best man won.

Me!

I always imagined
that was why pickaxe

went down all guns blazing.

Like butch Cassidy...

He didn't look much
like Paul Newman

when they scraped
him off the pavement.

So, where were
you on the evening

of the 5th of June 1989?

Wherever I said I
was 25 years ago.

In the pub, I imagine.

Unless it was Christmas,

or Maggie's birthday.

Your late father,

I think, may well have
taken a baseball bat

to somebody's car
about 25 years ago.

Is there any chance you
know something about it?

That's great!

Do you think you maybe
could come in for a chat?

Wonderful, thanks very much.

[Phone drops]

Dci case said you would
only talk to a female officer.

So, I presume there's a reason

why your dad went to the city

and smashed up Charlie's car?

Yeah.

So, why don't you tell
me what happened, Gill?

I was a trainee teacher.

The mortgage rate was at 12%.

I was going to lose my flat.

So a couple of us
started moonlighting

at a hostess bar in the city.

The money was good and...

You just had to sit with a guy,

get him to buy you champagne.

Then I got... asked
to perform at a party

for a bunch of city boys.

The wlf... the wolfpack?

It was the boss's birthday.

They told me to wear Chinese
make-up and a nurse's outfit.

I was...

I was stripping and
this guy came up...

.. Started touching me.

He said his name was Charlie.

Everyone was laughing.

You're doing great,
take your time.

Well, I looked around,
I saw their faces,

I just thought, "what
the hell am I doing here?"

So I shoved him out
the way and walked out.

And then, then I got dressed

and I waited for my friends.

Safety in numbers.

But the girls...

They started going into
offices with these guys.

It was not what
I'd signed up for.

So I tried to leave.

But Charlie was waiting.

He said he'd show me out.

God! I was so
stupid! [Gill sobs]

I followed him down some stairs.

And he said,

"I've paid for you, so
you should be nice."

I fought back.

But he raped you...?

He had his hand over my mouth.

I kept on, you know, biting

and fighting and
trying to breathe.

The... feeling wouldn't go away

and so I... So I told my dad.

I thought he'd be angry.

But he wasn't.

He took me back to the office.

Charlie wasn't there,

but we found his car.

And your dad smashed it up?

But then...

The owner of the car
arrived and it wasn't him.

[Calm music]

Gill...

Can you see the man
who raped you here?

[Calm music]

No.

He was a big bloke.

They called him
something else, um...

A nickname.

Try to remember, please.

- [Footsteps]
- [Door opens]

It's all in my head, um...

But I can't, I'm so sorry.

Ted! What's that?

Sorry, nephew's school project.

His printer's broken.

Bison...

Bison!

So, get this.

Bison's real name
is Kevin dodds.

Form?

Okay, 1986.

Setting a junior trader's
pubic hair alight with a match

and creme De menthe, tasty!

Running across ascot
racecourse on ladies day in 1988.

There's a complaint that
he touched up a woman

at the henley regatta.

And, in early 1988,

he got a suspended sentence

for stabbing a
broker in the cheek

with a fork at the
hurlingham club.

Must have been hungry.

And then he rapes a stripper

- at his boss's birthday party.
- [Phone rings]

So, it wouldn't have
been much of a stretch

to move up to murder.

Did he manage to stay on
the straight and narrow since?

If we're saying property
development isn't a crime.

So, Charlie and
bison are rival traders.

Charlie hears that bison
has raped Gill in his name.

So, he confronts
bison in the toilets.

Walt breaks it up.

So then bison comes round
to the office for round two

and pushes Charlie off the roof.

Works for me.

Let's bring him in
first thing tomorrow.

And keep up the good work,

you've made really good...

No, no, don't say that!

What? I was just gonna say
you'd made good progress.

Ah [slaps]

Ted thinks it's bad
luck to say that.

What?!

I get shot and turn my
back for five minutes

and this place turns
into a madhouse!

[Wheels rolling]

[Thuds]

[Ted clears throat]

That was partridge.

Bison's asked him to get the
wolfpack together for a drink.

Tonight.

Why did he tell you that?

Well, we threatened to put
the benefits office onto him.

Is it worth us going down there?

No, they'd know who you were.

You'd stick out
like a sore thumb.

Hello, love.

Yeah, I'm gonna
be a bit late tonight.

No, I'm gonna have
a drink with the team.

I'll give you a call when
I'm on my way, love you.

[Taxi driver] Where to, mate?

You ever heard of stars
in their eyes, partridge?

Well, tonight Matthew,

I'm gonna be an old mate
of yours from the wolfpack.

- [Indistinct chatter]
- [Upbeat music]

To Maggie!

[All] Oi-oi!

[Indistinct chatter]

- Oi-oi!
- [All] Oi-oi!

This is headcase.

He went to marbella in 1999.

Oi-oi!

Leader! Leader! Leader!

Let's get out now.

You're gonna get eaten alive.

[Indistinct chatter]

- All right?
- Ha, ha!

Hey! Who's this?

Headcase, I worked in
the booth in the late '80s.

Legged it to marbella.

I don't remember you.

Course you don't.

You were the big
man on the floor,

I was the little man on the
booths answering the phones.

And you were knee-deep
in substances at the time.

Which I'm sure the ladies
at ascot would testify to.

If you worked in the booth,

you must have
had the initiation.

Oh, yes.

Still got a bald patch
down there to prove it.

Tingles when I smell peppermint.

Do you wanna have a look?

[All laugh]

Okay, son.

How about a drink for the
leader and one for yourself?

Pineapple!

A futures trader
never goes to the bar.

You remember the hand signals?

Ask for two pints of lager.

Of course.

[Indistinct chatter]

[Crowd cheers]

So, how about another one?

With a packet of worcester
sauce flavoured crisps?

Eh?

Only kidding.

[All laugh]

You, my friend, are in!

- [Crowd cheers]
- [Crowd sings]

You won't join
in with the party?

You don't get it, do you?

These guys are like my family.

[Mathew laughs]

You know what?

I'm counting to three
and then I'm telling bison.

One...

All right? Ha, ha!

Two...

[Man grumbles]

[Men sing]

[Man grumbles]

Come on my little hearties!

- Yes!
- [Laughs]

Yeah, they were great days.

Course, when I was there,

it was just you and pickaxe
fighting it out to be top dog.

Poor sod...

Wish I hadn't pushed him.

Not off the building, mentally.

I had to get in his
head to beat him.

Course, Walt's party.

And the stripper!
That was genius!

Worked out better
than I planned, that one.

I hired this stripper to needle
him about his Chinese nurse.

But then my stripper comes on.

Pickaxe gives me an earful...

Storms out.

And she was a very
good-looking girl, that stripper.

What a waste!

I had her.

She was up for it?

With an ugly bastard like you?

She didn't have to be up for it.

Ain't my fault if she didn't
know what she signed up for!

Oi-oi!

Bison!

That man there is a copper!

[Crowd amazes]

Er, ex-copper, actually.

Keep a cool head.

- [Punch thuds]
- [Crowd sighs]

[Crowd cheers]

You got him, bison!

No, not Maggie!

Not Maggie!

- [Crowd cheers]
- [Glass breaks]

Thank you.

- Morning.
- Good morning.

From now I'd like to be
known as mochaccino Miller.

Doughnut, Ted?

Ted stopped off for a drink
with the wolfpack last night.

Without backup?

I figured it would be easier

to get bison to talk,

if he thought I was one of them.

But I'm responsible
for making sure

you're properly equipped.

Otherwise I'm violating
your human rights.

It's in the book I'm reading.

He certainly violated my human
rights when he walloped me!

But he coughed to the rape.

So, I reckon he's our man.

Your confession of rape
to my colleague last night

was just banter?

Yes, it was the drink
talking, I was pissed.

So was your colleague.

What do you know about
the murder of Charlie Hayes?

Why would I kill pickaxe?

I liked him, he
was a good trader.

Till the Chinese nurse

got him thinking about people.

You didn't like her,
though, did you?

He was a wolf!

He should have been
thinking about money!

And when I got the blue jacket,

I'd have had him
back on the team.

The blue jacket?

Walt's blue jacket.

That was the prize
for winning the contest.

So, tell me, why
would I kill him?

It can often be
hard to establish

a clear motive for murder.

In your case, we've got two.

Charlie was a
rival for Walt's job.

And you'd already raped a
woman using Charlie's name.

What happened when Charlie
attacked you at the exchange?

Did he threaten
to call the police?

Is that why you followed him

back to the office
and killed him?

I didn't go back to
the building that night.

You can check with
that bird in the office.

They called her
Anita or something.

We've spoken to all the staff.

Those that are still alive.

[Suspenseful music]

You wanna know where I was

when pickaxe got murdered.

He was gonna go to the police.

So, I promised him i'd
bung the girl a few grand.

I was delivering the
money to her in leytonstone.

And why would you
bung her a few grand?

I was young and stupid,

and drunk.

Are you saying
that the sex you had

wasn't altogether consensual?

Yes.

Kevin dodds, I am arresting you

for the rape of Gillian Dixon,

on the 1st of June 1989.

[Suspenseful music]

Don't worry, you're
telling us now.

You've done absolutely
brilliantly, Gill, thank you.

Gill Dixon confirms
she met bison

at 7pm in leytonstone
on the 5th of June, 1989.

He paid her five grand.

Been better if she'd
told us that earlier.

Anyway, the rape
unit are confident

they're gonna get a conviction.

But of course, that
means that bison

couldn't have killed Charlie.

He reckons he was
caught up with maddie

in some sort of a
battle for Charlie's soul.

Did you ever think of
trading futures yourself?

No chance, it's a mug's game.

Did you move that?

What?

Well, the... thing.

Of course not.

Wasn't it...?

According to the pm report,

when Charlie fell, he
was wearing a blue jacket.

The blue jacket was the prize

for winning your
traders contest?

Yes.

So, how come Charlie was
wearing it the day he died?

I'd just given it to him.

He was going to
take over from me.

But he'd lost half
a million dollars.

We didn't know about it then.

We thought he was making money.

Go on.

He'd started to make losses.

So he opened another account

and put all his
losing trades in there.

So Charlie was a rogue trader?

Effectively, yes.

Why didn't you tell the inquest?

Our infrastructure was a mess.

We might have been closed down.

And what good
would it have done?

Everybody was saying
that he'd killed himself.

Your infrastructure
was a mess, how?

How?! [Laughs] It was the '80s!

This was pre-leeson.

All the traders' money
was in one big pot.

And as long as there was
enough in the pot to cover losses,

the party went on.

We were just very fortunate
that Charlie's estate,

were able to pay for his losses.

Yeah, you were.

Everyone keeps telling us
what a great trader Charlie was.

And yet he lost all this money,

he died because of it.

But there are no records
of the trades he made

that got him into this mess.

No checks, no balances.

No, not any more.

That's convenient.

Charlie got distracted.

His oriental lady.

Yeah, let's all blame maddie.

There must be
someone we can talk to.

Who paid the money out?

Who kept the books?

Do you know, honestly
I just can't remember.

We hired people
because they were cheap.

I do remember we employed
a lot of antipodeans back then.

Maybe one of them
was called Anita?

No, that doesn't ring any bells.

So who is Anita?

I thought bison had made her up?

No, bison mentioned her
when he needed an alibi.

But Walt was definitely lying

when he said he didn't know her.

But there are no records

of any Anita on
the staff lists, so...

I went out with a
futures trader once.

Steve, can I borrow
your computer?

Yeah sure.

So, tell us about
these losses, Dan.

Well, Charlie wanted
to look successful,

but he was losing money.

So he created a secret account

and he put all
the losses in there.

What, like keeping your
bank balance in credit

by going overdrawn
on a secret credit card?

Exactly, when the two
accounts were reconciled,

there was a huge debt,

and Charlie's estate
had to pay that debt.

His wife lost the
house, everything.

So, I'm gonna get in touch
with the stock exchange

to see if they've
got any records.

Anita Harris,

I used to watch her
on worzel gummidge.

You're not saying Anita Harris

worked on the trading floor.

No, we're saying
these futures guys

had nicknames for each other.

And that's what my futures
trader used to call me.

It's cockney rhyming.

Anita Harris, nice...

Course... how did I miss that?

What, arse? It
doesn't even rhyme.

It's double rhyming slang.

Aris is short for Aristotle,

Aristotle rhymes with bottle,

bottle is short for
bottle and glass,

and bottle and
glass is your arse.

Got it, braveheart?

No, no... it can't be...

He didn't invent it, Steve!

And before you get to
thinking you're so clever,

it was una stubbs in worzel
gummidge, not Anita Harris!

I've got to check on something.

[Upbeat music]

Hi, your account's all set up.

Look, er... I need a refund.

Why?

I just need to get
this money back.

I'll tell you why later.

You must have some
kind of cooling off period.

We don't do refunds.

But you are gonna be rich!

Let me come back to that.

When you were
on the futures floor,

you said you didn't
wanna be judged

by the "contours
of your behind"?

Yes, so, what's changed?

Why do you want your money back?

You tell me... Anita.

So, the stock exchange
came through...

Yeah.

And then I went to
Goldman for some help.

Now this is the market
Charlie was trading.

And these crosses
are the trades.

Things had been
moving his way for weeks.

The massacre at tiananmen
square made him a fortune.

Info he wouldn't have
wanted to share with maddie.

So, what about
the other account?

What was he losing on?

Well, that's the thing.

I'm not sure he was.

One thing does worry me,

Charlie said to maddie,

"everything's going to work
out fine in tiananmen square."

Well, what do you do

if your partner's upset
about something?

Reflective listening.

It's a counselling technique.

It helps her process
the information

and autonomously attain
an understanding of the issue.

Okay, what would a
normal human being do?

Just say everything's
all right, wouldn't he?

[Door opens]

"Anita" is in the
interview room.

Anita?

[Paper rustles]

You couldn't
hack it on the floor.

I wasn't given a chance.

So you ended up looking
after the trading accounts.

If Charlie was
making heavy losses,

you must have known about them.

When Walt took me off trading,

I lost interest.

Well, this is Charlie
trading from the floor.

But the trades on the secret
account came from the office.

Well, he couldn't have
been in two places at once.

I don't think these
are Charlie's accounts.

Oh! Were you invited
to Walt's birthday party

on the 1st of June?

Of course not,
it was disgusting.

Oh!

Well, this trade was
timed during the party.

Everyone authorised to
trade was there, except you.

It must be a mistake.

No, there's no mistake.

This is your account.

They wouldn't let
you trade on the floor.

So you were trying
to prove them wrong.

And I would have done.

But it was that crazy
week, tiananmen square.

You had no money,

so you were using the traders'
fund to cover your losses.

Except there was nothing
left in the pot, was there?

Charlie's money
was the only thing

keeping that company afloat.

And if he withdrew his cash,

that was you found
out, and the end of wlf.

No, your only way
out was to kill Charlie

and put your losses on him.

No, it wasn't like that!

So what was it like, Cindy?

Charlie was being weird.

But he'd won the competition.

He'd won the blue jacket.

Walt asked him to put it on.

But he wasn't celebrating.

He was in a really strange mood.

So, Walt asked me to get
him a drink and cheer him up.

Go on...

When I found him,

he was watching the
massacre on the television.

He said this was how
he made his money,

out of killing children.

Suddenly he wanted
to close his account...

But there was no
way that could happen.

It would have brought wlf down.

I panicked,

I went and told
Walt what I'd done.

I told him Charlie had lost it.

He was gonna walk.

What did Walt do?

He told me to go home.

[Ted] What happened next?

Walt called later.

He said Charlie had jumped
before he could stop him.

He told me to switch accounts,

so that Charlie's estate
would cover my losses.

He said it had to be
business as usual,

otherwise he'd make
sure I went to prison.

What, in your heart of hearts,

do you think happened
on that roof, Cindy?

The inquest said it was suicide.

Based on your evidence.

To survive in this industry,

you can't dwell on things.

You need to think of the future.

[Paper rustles]

You've got to
come with me, Walt.

You're not even
a police officer.

You can't arrest me.

I bet that private jet
of yours is all cleared

and ready for takeoff.

Come on, we need to
have a proper conversation.

[Walt sighs]

[Footsteps]

[Bag thuds]

There's more money

than you ever dreamed
of in that rucksack.

[Dramatic music]

[Footsteps]

[Suspenseful music]

This is not really a rucksack...

It's more of a holdall.

This could make you
a player, a real player.

Instead of a guy,

who's seen better
days in a cheap jacket.

So, here's what's gonna happen.

I'm gonna turn around...

And I'm gonna count to five...

And when I turn back,

you and this whatever
you wanna call it,

are not going to be here.

Are you ready?

One...

Two...

Three...

Four...

[Electronic beep]

.. Five.

Prick.

- [Door opens]
- [Footsteps]

[Bag thuds]

[Suspenseful music]

This is not a cheap jacket...

And this is not a rucksack.

What else have
you got wrong, Walt?

[Suspenseful music]

Dan?

Yes.

How did this get here?

Oh, don't worry about that.

Listen, I have
something I need to say.

Well, you must know how
I feel about you by now.

I just wanted to say,

I have missed you so much.

Oh, Dan, I'm really flattered,

but the thing is...

I wasn't talking to you.

No, no, I'm so sorry.

I don't miss you.

I mean, I did miss you...

No, Fiona, I'm
talking to Sasha...

I do miss you. I just said I...

No, you see, I'm trying to
talk to two people at once...

That's it!

- [Suspenseful music]
- [Footsteps]

Fiona?

Hi, it's Sasha...

[Voiceover] 'You
were right all along.

'I should have
been by your side.

'I'm out! I'm out!
By your side.'

got you.

You're saying at no stage

were you out on that
roof with Charlie Hayes.

That this could
not possibly be you.

I never went on the roof.

I was in my office when
I heard he'd jumped.

Did you know that,
while he was up there,

he left an answerphone
message to his girlfriend?

[Charlie's voice] 'I'm
sorry, I'm sorry, I love you.

You were right all along.

'I should have
been by your side.'

what's this got to do with me?

Well, we couldn't make sense
of the rest of the message.

[Charlie's voice]
'I'm out! Finished!

I'm not gonna change my mind.'

that bit was to you.

And in between, it just
sounds like interference...

But if we amplify the volume...

And filter out the
noise of the aircraft...

[Walt's voice] 'Hello, Charlie.'

'Hello, Charlie...
hello, Charlie...'

that's you.

I didn't push him.

I just went out there
to ask him to stay.

Could you stand on
this chair, for me, please?

It's fine, please...

[Footsteps]

So, how did it go?

You'd just given
him your blue jacket...

And he wants to pull the plug

on everything you've worked for.

So, you tell him Cindy's
got you in a bit of a jam

and you want him to help you.

Just the way you helped
him when he was nothing.

Christ! Where would
he be without you?

Come on, Charlie!

This ain't you!

Give us a year, six months.

Leave your money where it is!

Let's do great things together!

I'm saying nothing.

As is your right.

What was Charlie saying, eh?

He was spouting all that stuff,

the Chinese nurse
had put in his head.

Tiananmen square, eh?

All those people dead.

Market full of devils.

Charlie, though, had
made his mind up!

There's nothing you can
do to change Charlie's mind.

Come on, Walt.

You're the boss, eh?

He's facing you.

He's giving you all this stuff.

The city's behind him.

It's yours for the taking!

He's got his phone in
one hand, that's it, yeah!

He's asking you to
drink his champagne.

Did he tell you he
was gonna be a dad?

He did, didn't he?

Worst day of your life

and this numpty wants
you to drink champagne,

because he's got some
Chinese nurse up the duff.

He's about to piss his career
away and yours, for that?

Hmm! Did you tell him
you need a bit of space?

Like you did with Cindy?

Or did you take the bottle
off him, have a swig, eh?

Just to shut him up.

You did, didn't you?

Please...

Yeah, I bet he was smiling.

Yeah, I bet he had a big

stupid grin on his face.

And all he wanted was a hug.

He's getting very close to you.

Please... stop this.

"Oh, Walt, we've been
through so much together, Walt.

"Come live with me.

Live in my nomadic tent...

"I love you, Walt.

"No hard feelings, Walt."

[Screams]

Cor! [Ted grumbles]

So, you pushed him...?

Yes.

Are you saying you
killed Charlie Hayes?

We were friends.

We were all friends
when we started out.

The money...

The money...

- [Door opens]
- [Footsteps]

Ted.

We're a man down.

And the boys think
really highly of you,

why don't you stay?

Well I'd love to, but I
can't, I'm on a promise.

Who to, cirque De soleil?

No, a little orange camper
Van and the open road.

But thanks for the offer.

[Soft music]

Pat... about this trip.

The team I'm working with,

they reckon they're
gonna be lost without me.

A 2,000 quid expenses bill!

I mean you've got to be kidding.

I financed that undercover sting

on Cindy out of my own pocket!

- It cracked the case...
- [Paper rustles]

- Don't be ridiculous!
- [Glass shutters]

Um, Ted...

Ted...

I'm so sorry.

That was a complete accident.

My dad's spirit.

Is there anything
we can do, Ted?

I suppose we could ask his
pardon, so he can pass on...

We don't want his restless
soul haunting us, do we?

Look, let's just link
hands and form a circle.

You've got to be kidding?

If this is what Ted needs,

this is what we do...

Repeat after me,

perdoname, papa.

Your father was Spanish?

The figure is Mexican,
Spanish-speaking.

Let's just get it over with.

What was it?

Perdon...

[All] Perdoname, papa.

Just keep looking at the figure.

[All] Perdoname papa.

Yes, I'm feeling his love.

I'm feeling his love!

Yes, yes, he's forgiven us!

Oh, good.

Yeah, and well,
while you're all here...

I'd just like to say I've
persuaded pat to hold off

on the camper Van trip,

so, if the job's still
open, I'd like to say yes.

That's fantastic news.

Ted, congratulations!

Welcome to the team.

Welcome.

- That's terrific news.
- That's great.

Cheers, so, a little
celebration, I suppose.

[Objects rustle]

What's that?

My dad's spirit, Tequila.

60% proof, fancy a shot?

[Ted laughs]

[All laugh]

You bastard!

[All laugh]

♪ It's all right, it's okay ♪

♪ doesn't really matter
if you're old and grey ♪

♪ it's all right, it's okay ♪

♪ listen to what I say ♪

♪ it's all right, doing fine ♪

♪ doesn't really matter
if the sun don't shine ♪

♪ it's all right, it's okay ♪

♪ we're getting to
the end of the day ♪