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Man: Take one, lots of money.

Thank you.

Man: Take one.

For you.

Woman: This way, please.

The doctor will be with you soon
to explain the procedure.

Hi, I'm Mark, this is Laura.

Man: Hi, I'm Bruce.

You nervous?

A little.

Bruce: It's okay.

It's fine, I studied
medicine at uni.

They do these
things all the time.

I asked when I got here.

This drug we're testing is
actually made by a UK company.

I-I wouldn't be surprised if it
were British doctors

overseeing things.

Man: How do?
Am I the last one in?

Looks like it.

I couldn't find the place.

And, you haven't
done this before?

You've got to be kidding.

I wouldn't be here if I hadn't
spent all me cash, I'm skint.

We get dinner, breakfast,
and 600 quid.

That's my ticket home.

And where's home?

Leeds, can't you tell?

Laura: I'm still not sure.

Most of us won't even get
the real stuff, whatever it is.

They just give you an injection

and then you lie
down for a few hours.

How do you know?

I've done it loads of times.

Don't tell them, though.

Laura: What if it's dangerous?

It's not dangerous.

They wouldn't be allowed
to do it if it was.

Man: You'll be fine.

I'm Henry.

Man: Some of you may feel
a little drowsy.

That's nothing to worry about.

If you drift off to sleep,
that's fine.

Wake me up when it's all over,
will ya?

When do we get out of here?

Lunchtime tomorrow morning.

Is lunch included?

If you want anything,
you can just ring the bell.

Any other questions?

Yeah-- when do we get paid?

[ Indistinct conversation

Man: Enter.

So, are we all set?

Man: Yes, Dr. Leese.

Leese:
Excellent, then carry on.

Did you see that?!

What?

One of them just left.

Come on, we must find him
before Dr. Leese gets back.

Doctor!

Have you seen one of
the patients from Green Fern?

No, sir, I was just
about to go home.

Okay.

Doctor: No!
Please, no!

♪ I don't want to drown
no more ♪

♪ I'm sick of
the same old people ♪

♪ The kind that'll
sell your soul ♪

♪ And trade it for
a shinin' stone ♪

♪ Ain't nothin'
in this life for free ♪

♪ Runnin' from
the greatest evil ♪

♪ It finally dawned on me ♪

♪ A man's got to
fight temptation ♪

♪ Keep the wolves
from the door ♪

♪ I hear them scratchin'
like I don't know better ♪

♪ Won't you keep the wolves
from the door ♪

♪ It won't be long
before I cave in ♪

♪ And open up the door ♪

Man:
This horrible weather.

I know, I've been standin'
in it for the last half hour.

Man: Oh, I'm sorry,
here ya are.

What's this?

It's an After Eight--
I was just having dinner.

Very nice.

Man: What we got, then?

Man: Suicide,
by the look of it.

Fifteen floors.

Man: Name?

Man: Flaxton Court.

No, the body,
not the building.

Oh, uh, Mark Henson.

I've got his wallet.

Also, uh, an electronic door
pass from a secondary school.

Must have been a teacher.

Could've been a cook.

Mustn't jump to conclusions.

Man: What, like he did?

Man: Yeah, well uh
check this place out,

and then, uh,
send uniform round

to next of kin. Heywood.

Uh, excuse me, sir.

Who are you
and what do you want?

Uh, Sayyad, sir.

Is that a greeting,
or is that your name?

PC Sayyad.

PC Sayyad, that's right.

Are you the first
attending officer?

Uh, no, sir.

So, why are you
talking to me, then?

I don't think he jumped, sir.

Oh, you've got some other theory
about how he ended up

splattered across
the pavement, have you?

He was pushed.

No, please!

What makes you think that?

Well, I was second on the scene,
and I took his pulse.

Had one, did he?

Sayyad: No, sir, he was dead
by the time I got here.

But there was
something on his skin.

Some sort of adhesive.

What are you talkin' about?

I mean, it was like
there had been

adhesive tape
round his wrists.

Like he was tied up?

So, where is this tape?

Well, I don't know, I--

So, you examined the body,

you found traces of
something on the wrists.

So, why have you left him there?

Why haven't
the hands been bagged?!

Well, I--
Call to Forensics, all right?

Do it now!

What was that all about?

Some bloody amateur.

I need you to bag the hands.

We'll bag them straightaway.

Adhesive tape?

Could've been anything.

Let's check the roof.

Heywood: You all right, Derek?

You'd think they'd
have a lift that worked.

You didn't come up here, then.

I did come here,
I didn't see anythin'.

Maybe you didn't look.

Heywood:
Someone comes to his flat,

ties up his hands,
takes him up top.

Derek: Why, Guv?
What's the point?

He's nobody.

Heywood: Well, someone thought
he was worth killing.

Heywood: That PC you were
talking to, what was he called?

♪ Light 'em up, up, up, up ♪

♪ We running London town ♪

♪ Kick my riff we'll
raise the underground ♪

♪ Ooh! ♪

♪ Kick my riff ♪

♪ We'll end up running
this town ♪

♪ Turn it up loud ♪

♪ Nah, fool, you ain't
messin' with a rascal ♪

Yeah, man, read the sign,
innit, look.

Man: What?

Look, you can't leave
the bike here, man!

Woman:
We need to get this order now.

Man: Yeah, I know.

Woman: You're late!

And "The Leech"
wants to see you.

When?
Half an hour ago.

Leese: Enter.

You were want to
see me, Mr. Leese.

Yes, come in, Stefan,
close the door.

Stefan Kowolski, is that right?

Yes, sir.

You haven't been here long.

Uh, two weeks.

You're temporary,
from the agency?

Yes, agency sent me here.

How long have you
been in this country?

I, uh, came here two year ago.

From Poland.
Yes, sir.

And you're interested
in a career in the NHS?

In clinical pharmacy.

Well, there's always openings
for bright, young people,

and you're doing very well.

You might want to take a look at
your English, though.

Sir?
You typed up this report

to the North London Cancer
Network Board?

Stefan: Yes.
There are quite a few errors.

I, uh...
I don't see.

Third line.
"Cytotoxins."

That's cyto with a C, not an S.

Ah, yes.

There's a couple more.

Top of that paragraph,
there's only one S in aseptic.

And there should be
two T's in Dr. Bennett.

I'm, uh, sorry.

Mm. If you want a full-time job,

you'll have to try
a little harder.

If you're prescribing drugs,
then the smallest mistake

can have serious consequences.

Yes, sir.

'Course, there's not
many permanent contracts

around at the moment.

It won't be easy, but...

I might be able to help you--

as a friend.

Mr. Leese.

I'd like to get to know you
a bit better, Stefan.

I think we can help each other--

No, it's not right.

I'm sorry?

I'm sorry, Mr. Leese,
I'm not like that.

I don't know what you mean.
What you do with your hand.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

This isn't good enough,
do it again,

now get out.

Man: I'm not going back.

I didn't join the
Serious Fraud Office

to be a typist, Marcus.

Marcus: You are going back.

Why?

'Cause we've actually got
someone inside, that's you.

Leese has accepted you,
and you're close to him.

Too bloody close.
Listen to me--

Marcus, I've got
that intel you wanted,

Capitax Enterprises.

Thank you, Alison.

You wanna get Leese?
You want to bring him down?

Yeah.

Then don't say a word to
Eleanor about what happened.

Okay?

And thanks, Stefan--
we owe you one.

Man: Tell me something,
Arrash--

why did you want
to be a policeman?

I don't wanna be a policeman.

I want to be a detective.

Okay-- why do you want
to be a detective?

It's what I've always wanted.

Did the detective
course at Hendon.

Top of the class,
commendations all round.

From there, you went straight
to Bromley for three months.

That didn't work out too well.

Ah, it was all right.
They didn't want you.

They sent you back here.

Yeah, but it was a three-month
fill in, maternity leave.

That's right.

She went off and had
a little baby detective.

But then she didn't
go back to work.

They got someone else in.

I, um...
didn't know that.

I'm telling you now.

Thank you.

I'm trying to
help you, Arrash,

although you probably
don't see it that way.

There's a difference
between smart and smartass.

From what I hear from Bromley,

they couldn't wait to
see the back of you.

If you're a TDC, you cannot
step on people's toes.

How many interviews
have you had?

Four.

That should tell you something.

Listen, you're clever,
you're good at the job.

We both know that.

So, what are you doing wrong?

Well...

It seems that you conducted
yourself pretty well last night,

the murder at Flaxton Court.

They're saying
it's a murder now.

I've had a request in--
from a DI Heywood,

offer of six months probationary.

Startin' when?

They wanna see you first
thing Monday morning.

That soon enough for you?

Thank you, Sergeant.

Arrash, don't screw it up.

Woman: Okay, this is going
very well, isn't it?

The Serious Fraud Office
supplying the NHS

with free secretarial assistance.

But to be honest with you,

I've yet to be convinced
that this man, David Leese,

is our best way
into UK Remicon.

And let's not forget they're
the ones we're after.

David Leese is
a chief pharmacist

for six London hospitals,

with a combined budget of
almost 150 million a year,

and yet he's managing to
spend almost a third of it,

with the same company.

All with UK Remicon,

at prices way above
the generic brands.

He's taking backhanders.
Well, he must be.

Stefan: Isn't it obvious?
UK Remicon are bribing him

to choose their
products for the NHS

They're making millions.

Shame we haven't got
a shred of evidence.

You've, um, you've issued
a Section 2 on his accounts?

He has three bank accounts.

Uh-huh.
Nothing.

And his lifestyle?

Well, he drives a Porsche.

He eats in the best restaurants.

He has a second home
in the country.

He can afford to--
he's earning 95,000 a year,

and has a wife
who also earns.

He's married?

Eleanor: You sound
surprised, why?

'Cause...

What?

Because he's a bastard...

Eleanor, um.

Can we have a word alone?

Do you mind?

Eleanor: Has something happened
that I should know about?

No.
Meaning it hasn't happened,

or I shouldn't know about it?

Okay.

Let's talk about UK Remicon--
a British company

with a market capitalization
of 50 billion.

They employ 37,000 people

in England, Ireland,
and Scotland.

They're criminals.
They're protected.

As you'd expect, they have
some very powerful friends,

in business, and in government.

Right now, I have three teams,

30 people, working on this.

We've scanned over
10,000 documents,

spent God knows
how many man-hours,

and you think I'm
gonna risk it all

for your
Batman-and-Robin antics?

My Batman-and-Robin antics
are why you employed me.

You go after UK Remicon
down the usual channels,

you're gonna get nowhere.

Even if you get them to court,

UK Remicon is too big,
too smart.

But Dr. David Leese isn't.

He's our way in.

Two more weeks.

Right.

You need to take a look at
his private correspondence.

Contacts.
Find something, anything,

that links Dr. Leese
to UK Remicon.

But how would I do that?

How do I get back
into his office?

You'll find a way.

Oh, and, Stefan...

Be careful.

Woman: So tell
me, Henry, how was your day?

Boring.

Woman: At the car wash?

Yeah.

What's it called again?

Squeegees.

That is a stupid
name for a car wash.

I want to see you.

I know.

I drove all that way,
and you weren't even there.

If you start that again,
I'm gonna sign off.

Don't.
Don't.

We'll be together soon.

I wish I was with you now.

And what would you do?

If you were here, right now?

I don't know.

I bet I can guess.

Anyway, I might be
coming to London.

When?
Quite soon.

Will I see you?
It depends.

Are you still on that stuff?
Uh, what?

The medicine, are
you still taking it?

No.

You shouldn't, Henry--
it does things to you.

You shouldn't trust it.

Henry?

Henry, are you still there?

Henry?

Are you there?

I have to go.

Woman: I heard.

Henry: I'll call you later.

Woman: I know you will.

I love you, Henry.

I really do.

Hello, love!

You have a good day?

Yeah!
It was all right.

Who was that you were
talking to just now?

It was no one.

Right, I'll make supper.

By the way, I've
just noticed the car.

Henry: What about it?

Woman: It's got a...
big dent in it.

What?
On the front bonnet.

Are you saying I did it?

I just wondered--

You think I'd
have bashed the car,

and I wouldn't have told you?

No! No.

I only just noticed it myself

and I was wondering
how it happened, that's all.

I'd have noticed
if I'd hit something.

It's just that--
Henry: Why do you have to make

such a big deal out of it?

You're right.

I'll make supper.

Alison?

Can you get this for me?
I need a Section 2.

Who's Elizabeth Leese?

Uh, David Leese works at the
City of London Health Trust,

she's his wife.
And you think

he might be running something
through her accounts.

I'm looking for any connection
to UK Remicon.

I'll get onto them. Great.

Stefan?
What?

I haven't seen you around much
the last two weeks--

what have you been doing?

Working for Marcus.

Why d'you wanna know?

I just wondered.

Do you fancy dinner?

Next week, Tuesday, my brother
and his girlfriend

are coming round.
Tuesday?

Yeah.

Yeah, all right. Great.

Arrash: Oh!

What are you doing?

Camille, shut the door!

English, Jan, remember?

We speak in English.

The landlord called.

He want to put up rent.

What did you tell him?

I tell him, uh,

call back, speak to you.

Camille: Toilet broken.

This place stinks.

Yes, yes, go, go!

Who's here?

Aunt Darya, Aunt Minoo,
and two people from Mum's work.

Why?
It's her birthday.

Whose?
I don't know, one of them.

Woman: Arrash, there you are.

Come in, your aunts are here.

Aunt Darya, Aunt Minoo.

And this is Mrs. Clayton
who works in my office.

Your mother's told me
so much about you, Arrash.

Dinner's nearly ready,
are you going to get changed?

Oh, Mum, I've
got to do my bike.

Woman: Now?
I've got the race tomorrow.

Gerald used to like
bicycling, didn't you, Gerald.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Alright, 10 minutes.

I'll get you a beer.

Mr. Menakis,
you can't do this.

W-we have a fixed-term
agreement,

which runs for
another three months.

Menakis: I told you the rent
would rise.

Well, no, no,
you never said that!

A-anyway, you have to give us
notice, that's the law.

Menakis: Don't tell me about
the law, I know the law.

W-- We're already
paying you enough.

We can't afford any more.

Here.

Thanks.

I got some news today.

Oh, yeah, what's that?

I'm moving to CID.

What?
You got another placement?

Six months as a TDC.

That's brilliant, Rash,
that's really great.

I can't believe you're
sitting out here by yourself.

This time...

I just wanna get it right.

Come on, dinner will be ready.

Man: Hey!

Announcer: All competitors,
all competitors,

the 25 to 35 year category race

will begin in five minutes.

This is your
five minute warning.

Hey, Rash. Hey.

Would you excuse me?

Stefan: Hi.

Hi.

I haven't seen you
at one of these before.

I haven't been to one before.

So, are you just
supporting someone?

Or are you here to have fun?

Arrash: She's with me.

Just here for fun, then.

Who are you?

I'm her brother.

Brother and sister?

That's nice.

I'll, uh, see you later.

Yeah, if you can keep up.

I was talking to her.

Arrash: Just chatting up
the opposition?

I wasn't chatting him up.

He was chatting me up.

Good luck.

Come on, boys!

Announcer: On your marks.

Get set.

Come on, Rash.

Come on, Rash!

Arrash: See ya.

Come on, Rash, come on!

Come on, Rash!

You were brilliant, Rash.

Thanks.

Hold this.

Stefan: Congratulations.

What do you mean?

You came third.

I came second, you came third.

We'll see.

And I'd have come first,
if you hadn't got in my way.

Stefan:
I didn't get in your way.

Arrash:
You swerved in front of me.

Well, if I was in front of you,

I must have come second.

You know what?
It doesn't matter.

It doesn't make a difference.

You gonna be at East London?

The triathlon?

Yeah, I'll see you there.

Yeah, you'll see my back.

Heywood: Arrash Sayyad.

Where does that name come from?

Uh, I was born here.

Um, my parents came from Tehran.

Your dad a policeman?

Um, he was.

Bromley didn't like
you very much, did they?

I didn't like them
very much, either.

What, you think
you can pick and choose?

I didn't ask to leave.

No, no I can, uh,
I can see that.

You'll be working
with DS Sands,

standing in for D.C. Westfield.

He's on sick leave.

Oh, thank you, Guv, I'm, uh,
I'm grateful.

Yeah, well, don't be.

Some little bastard
stuck a knife in him,

and if you want the truth,
I'd rather Jack was

standing here, than you.

That was good work
the other night.

Yeah, the sticky tape.

I'm not saying we wouldn't
have got there in the end,

but, uh, you were quick off
the mark, I like that.

So, I want you to work on
the Henson investigation.

You got a problem
with that, Derek?

No, Guv, not at all.

That's gonna be your spot there.

Arrash: Right.

Witness statements,
house-to-house.

CCTV, pathology report,

Henson's medical records,
go through 'em all.

Uh, I'm sorry about
DC Westfield.

What do you know?

Woman: I've got good news.

What's that?

Woman: I'm coming to London.

When?

Woman: This evening.

Can I see you?

Woman: Of course you can, why do
you think I'm telling you?

Where will you be?

Woman: Can you meet me
off the train?

Henry: When?

Woman: 6:30.

I can't, I'm working.

It's a car wash, Henry,
they won't miss you.

They don't even know
you're there.

Of course you can.

Henry: Which station?

Canary Wharf.

Come down to the platform--
eastbound.

Remember, half past six.

Henry: Why?

Because it's romantic, Henry.

You can get a bus
to the station,

come down the escalator,

and meet me on the platform.

Henry: All right.

Woman: And don't tell anyone,

it's just you and me, hmm?

I gotta go, bye.

Sweet little Henry,

he'll be there.

Man: The Serious Fraud Office
is bad for business,

and that's bad for government,
which is why I'm here.

Have you got any news for me?

Have you heard from them yet?

The SFO?
Nothing.

I assume they're trawling
through our banking records.

Mm, company and individual.

How are things at
UK Remicon, William?

William:
I want them off our back.

The trouble with
the Serious Fraud Office

is that once they get started,

they don't stop.

Leese: Gemma,
I'm off to Southwark,

I probably won't be back today,

so can you leave that
stuff on my desk?

Yes, Mr. Leese.

Man: I have a source
within the SFO,

and I hear they've
moved into a new phase.

They may have gone undercover.

It's going to make it
harder to protect you.

You're in government,
can't you stop them?

They're a completely independent
organization, William.

They report to
the Attorney General.

They do not work for him,
you know that.

Even so.

Well, if they do
something stupid,

if they step out of line,

we may be able to step in.

William: What exactly
are they looking for?

Man: Financial fraud,
business malpractice,

bribing or coercing of
doctors or NHS officials.

Nothing, I'm sure, that would
concern anyone at UK Remicon.

Of course not.
Unless, of course,

there was something
you weren't telling me.

Stefan?
What do you want?

I, um...

I leave this for Mr. Leese.

He's gone for the day,
I'll take it.

Oh, thank you... Gemma.

Where are we going?

Flaxton Court?

Derek: That's right.

I...just wondered.

Do you mind if we keep the
chit-chat down to a minimum?

I'll be honest with you,
the last thing I need right now

is a Trainee
Detective Constable,

especially one who thinks
he knows everything.

Nothing personal.

It sounds pretty
personal to me.

You might be right.

I spoke to Bromley,
I know all about you.

And if I want conversation,
I've got the radio.

Uh, have forensics been here?

No, they haven't.

I mean, why would they
need fingerprints,

or luminol, or a complete
bleedin' crime report?

Of course they've
been in, pillock.

Uh, what are we looking for?

We're looking for the reason,
he was killed.

Mark Henson.

Teaches French and German,
at a local secondary.

No girlfriend, no boyfriend.

Nice little flat--
big mortgage, though.

Must be getting some help
from Mum and Dad.

What are you doing?

Uh, just taking a photo.

What, as a souvenir?
Just leave it.

Maybe we should talk
to someone at his school.

Do you think so?

Really?

Ah, why didn't I think of that?

Come on.

Woman: Mark had been here
for two years.

We were completely shocked.

This is his classroom?
Woman: Yes.

Derek: I'm gonna need to see
his locker,

the quiet room,
any personal possessions.

Woman: Of course.

And, um, had he been behaving
strangely in any way or, uh,

had anything upset him?

I wasn't aware of
anything untoward.

He'd just agreed to
direct "Bugsy Malone."

I did "Bugsy."

Woman: Oh, what part were you?

Dandy Dan.

Excuse me, I don't
think he was killed,

because of a school play.

Laura, come in.

This is Laura Jones.

She works in our
maths department.

She knew Mark best.

This is Detective Sergeant Sands
and--

How did you know Mark Henson?

Uh, we did teacher
training together.

After that, we spent
the summer traveling.

Where were you?

Laura: What?

When you went traveling?

We were in India.

Derek: When was this?

Laura: Six years ago.

But we kept in touch,
we stayed friends.

So, what can you
tell us about him?

Was he worried about anything,

or did he have
anything on his mind?

Three weeks ago,
he got quite upset.

We both were.

Why?

Someone we knew got
killed in an accident.

He was a friend.

Who was he?

His name was Steve Mullen.

I can't believe it--
both of them!

Woman: You don't have to say
any more if you'd prefer not to.

Yes, she does, actually.

What happened to Steve Mullen?

Car accident.

A hit-and-run.

Woman:
Henry, I want to talk to you.

Mr. Robinson called me
from the car wash.

What happened?

I didn't like working there.

You could have talked to me!

You don't listen.

That's not true!

I got you that job!

I know it's not much,
washing cars,

but if you don't work,
you're not going to have control

over your life-- it's not just
about the money.

It's important!

Why haven't you been
taking your medication?

You've been in my room?

Woman: I'm trying to look
after you, it's all I ever do.

Why have you stopped?

It doesn't help me.

All these big pharma companies,
they want to control me.

They just make things worse.

Who said that?

That's not you talking.

Who's been telling you that?

Henry: No one.

It's that computer of yours.

You spend hours
upstairs in your room.

You're talking to someone.

Why don't you leave me alone?

I didn't like the job.

I left.

I can get another one.

Woman: Henry, I'll
see you very soon.

Canary Wharf, on the platform, remember.

A bit of a coincidence.

What?

That Mark Henson's
pushed off a roof,

and just three weeks before,
someone he knew,

someone he was close to,
is killed in a hit-and-run.

Get onto traffic command.

I want all the details
about Mullen's death.

Witness statements,
CCTV, the usual.

All right.
And in the meantime,

keep your opinions to yourself.

Alright, Dandy Dan?

There you go.

Woman: Here's the Luton
collision report you asked for.

Thanks.

Leese: I'm sorry, I'm
gonna be late tonight.

Paperwork, yeah.
I'll be as quick as I can.

I can't believe it,
both of them.

Phew!

Oh, sh--

Oh!

Uh, Mrs. Philips?

Philips: I will deal with this
in the morning.

Arrash: I just need to have
another word with Laura.

Philips: She has left,
you just missed her.

Uh, where does she live?
Well, I--

It's really important,
Mrs. Philips.

Two people are dead.

Do you think she
could be in danger?

I just need to speak to her.

Well, she has a flat
in South London.

Here.
This her mobile?

Yes, you might be lucky,
you might just catch her.

Thank you.

Yes, Mum.

I'm just at the station.
I'll call round later, alright?

Operator:
...currently unavailable.

Voicemail.

She gets the DLR
to Canary Wharf.

It's just two
minutes up the road.

Move away from
the edge of Platform 2.

This train is ready to leave.

The next train will
leave in two minutes.

Laura, Laura,
Laura, Laura, Laura?!

Laura, Laura?

Has anyone called an ambulance?!

Arrash: I'm Arrash Sayyad.
Stefan Kowolski.

I work for
the Serious Fraud Office.

Name?
David Leese.

It can't have been an accident,

she was killed,
she was murdered.

You used them in some sort of
medical experiment,

that's what connects them.

Heywood: There were two other
people in this photograph,

find out who they are.

Yes!