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# I'm in the mood for dancin'

How are you, sir?

- If anyone else asks me that,
I'll have another stroke.

- He's back tomorrow.

- Afraid so, Wieldy.

Though if you haven't got that
lead for me you're too late,

and if you're buying,
I'll have another pint.

- Andy, do you think
that's a good idea?

- Bitter?
- And twisted.

- So, you dragged yourself off

your sickbed to
see me off, then.

I am honored, Andy.

- You know me, Donald,
anything for a free drink.

- Can I have a word, Donald?

- The force is better off
without him, if you ask me.

Early retirement on the grounds

that he lets
murderers walk free.

Will you drop it?

- Oh, that's right, yeah,

we don't talk about the
Danny Macer trial, do we?

How Fitzgerald let Macer off
the hook, I'll never know.

- Are you determined
to start a fight, Andy?

- That's a good idea, isn't it?

I might get chucked out before
they start the speeches.

Cheers, Wieldy.

- Ladies and gentlemen.

Ladies and gentlemen, first
of all I'd like to thank the

Bishop Hinton Golf Club for
allowing us to hold this party

here tonight at
such short notice.

Donald always said that he
would retire from the force

as soon as there was a
verdict in the Macer case.

Unfortunately, that verdict
came much sooner than

we were expecting, but those
of us who've worked closely

with Donald, didn't want to
let his retirement go unmarked.

Ladies and gentlemen, would
you all please raise your--

- I don't believe it.

Sorry, Macer.

They've got a
strict policy here.

No murderers.

- Well, there's no problem
there then, is there?

I distinctly heard the
judge tell the court

that I was innocent.
- Not in my book.

Donald Fitzgerald
might have slipped up,

but if it had been my
case, I'd have had you.

- Like you did 20 years ago?

No hard feelings, Mr. Dalziel.

I'm just here to give my
regards to the Superintendent.

Would you give him this for me?

- There's plenty
of hard feelings.

You're not wanted here.

- Where was this again?
- Somewhere down south.

Who cares?

At least it's miles
away from here.

- Tars us all with the same
brush, though, doesn't it?

- Yeah, I suppose you're right.

But if it ever
happened on my patch...

It wouldn't, would it?

Not on your patch, Andy.

- Well, that didn't
last long, did it?

- What?

- Fitzgerald's retirement.

Most people have the decency
to leave it a few months

between the retirement-do and
the whip-round for the wreath.

What's the story?

- Fitzgerald was at the party
till about 10:30 last night.

He and his wife were
seen leaving in a taxi.

- What's he doing here, then?
- Well, I dunno yet, sir.

But you should take a look.

Give us a minute, will you?

Bloody hell.

What killed him?

- Looks like a blow to the
head, but we don't have

a murder weapon and there's
no signs of robbery.

We found his wallet
in his pocket.

His cash and cards
are still in it.

And his ticket to Florida.

- Florida?

- He was going on a
golfing trip, sir.

Celebrate his retirement.

- So he was.

- Do we have a
time of death yet?

- Around 11:30.

- Does it remind
you of anything?

- Ted Barnes.

It's either a copycat crime
or it's the same killer.

- Whoever did it
was taking a chance.

Under how many coppers'
noses did this happen?

- Too many.

Morning.

- Morning.
- Ma'am.

Poor sod
wasn't even working.

- Balls, ma'am.

Same as Ted Barnes
when they found him.

- I don't understand.

- Danny Macer killed Ted Barnes.

So we've got an early
lead, haven't we?

- Danny Macer has
just been acquitted.

Retired or not, Donald
was a police officer.

Goes without saying, we'll
be pulling out all the stops.

- Ma'am.

- This is going to
be very high-profile.

We've all got to watch our step.

- You mean our backs?
- That too.

I won't keep you.

Andy, I've organized a press
briefing here for 10 o'clock.

I'd like you to attend.

- ACC Applegarth,
we are honored.

- Get used to it, Peter, it's
gonna be one of those cases.

Excuse me, love.

Dean, since we were
all here last night,

we can start by giving
our own statements.

Anyone see anything, by the way?

Wieldy, have you got an
interview room set up yet?

- There's a school
down the road might do.

- Good, get on with it.

- Harris.
- Yes, sir.

- Fix us a cup of tea.

All I can tell you is that the

body of Detective Superintendent
Donald Fitzgerald,

who retired from
the force yesterday,

was found early this morning
on the golf driving range.

We are treating his
death as suspicious.

Wasn't
there a retirement party

here last night, wasn't the
place full of police officers?

- Yeah, but what's
that got to do with it?

- We will not be taking
any questions at this time.

But there will be regular
briefings later, thank you.

Thank you.

- Thank you, everybody.

The ACC wanted me
to wear flaming makeup.

- You looked very fetching.

- I felt like a
ventriloquist dummy

with ma'am's hands
stuck up me jacksy.

Right, it's time to get down
to some serious police work.

For a start, I want to know

what Danny Macer was
doing here last night.

This case has got unfinished
business written all over it.

- Yours or Macer's?

- Alright, where
would you start?

- With an open mind.

- Flaming collar's shrunk.

- Andy, are you okay?

- I'm alright.

- You're not alright.

Maybe you've come back too soon.

- Don't be daft.

I'm not giving up now.

- Look, Andy, I know you wanna
stay on this case especially,

but if you're not up to it
yet, the ACC ought to be told.

- Well why don't
you go and tell her?

- It's what I should do.

- Go on, then.

Just give me five minutes, okay?

- Jeff?

You alright?

Why didn't you come
home last night?

You heard about Donald?

- What? What about Donald?

- He's dead.

- What do you mean he's dead?

- Murdered, apparently.

They found him on
the driving range.

- How?

- Don't know.

They're bringing
the body in now.

Ashurst's doing the PM.

- I don't believe this.

Why would anyone
want to kill Donald?

- No idea.

You knew him better than I did.

- Where did you go
after the party?

- I came here, I
had some work to do.

Didn't wanna wake you,
so I didn't come home.

- Oh, um...

Someone put this through
the door last night.

- Thanks.

- Have you got a secret admirer?

- It's not me that has one.

- Elizabeth.

I'm so sorry.

You know Peter of
course, don't you?

Can we come in?

- Yeah.

- If you don't mind,
I just need to ask you

a few questions
about last night.

It's purely routine, it
shouldn't take too long.

- Of course.

- Is your daughter here?

- Yeah, she's upstairs, do
you want me to fetch her?

- No, no, Peter will
have a word with her.

Look, Elizabeth,
could we go in there?

- Detective Inspector Pascoe.

I'm sorry about
your dad, Christine.

Are you okay to answer
a few questions?

- So, you both came
back here in a taxi.

What happened then?

- Donald said he wanted to talk.

What about?

- He told me he was leaving me.

- Was that a surprise?

- Yes.

I mean, it wasn't
a perfect marriage.

Donald wasn't exactly faithful.

But he knew I'd found
ways of living with that.

- Did he say why?

- Oh, it wasn't me, it was him.

For the first time in his life,

he could do exactly
what he wanted.

He had no responsibilities.

- Do you think there
was someone else?

- I don't know.

Possibly.

- What did you say when
he gave you the good news?

- I asked him to stay.

I still loved him, in
spite of everything.

But he'd made up his mind.

- What did you do then?

- Nothing, what could I do?

- You weren't angry?
- Yes, of course I was angry!

- Elizabeth.

Did you kill him?

- No.

No, I didn't.

- You were working in
the bar last night?

- Yeah.

It's just a part-time job.

Dad got it for me.

Did you notice
anything during the evening?

Like anything unusual?

- No.

It was really busy, I
didn't even talk to him.

- Did you see him leave?

- I saw him and Mom go, I can't
remember what time that was.

- So, when Donald
left the house,

did he take anything with him?

- A golf club.

Someone gave him a new
one for his retirement.

- Anything else?

- When we came in, there
was an envelope on the mat

addressed to him, he took that,
didn't see what was in it.

- Envelope.

Was he surprised?

Didn't seem to be.

- Do you want me to get that?
- Please.

- Is Elizabeth here?
- Yeah.

Come in.

- Elizabeth, I'm so sorry.

We'll find whoever did this,
I can promise you that.

If there's anything we can
do, just let me or Andy know.

Andy, would you go
and put the kettle on?

- What time did you finish work?

- I think everyone
had left by about 11.

Then I had to help clear up
11:30, something like that?

How'd you get home?

- I got a lift
with Dean Sheldon.

He used to work with my dad.

- Yeah, I know him.

He's a DC on our team.

He's a friend of yours, is he?

- No, he's just a member of
the club, I see him there.

Saw him as I was
leaving, you know,

it wasn't out of his way.

- So, you came straight home?
- Yeah.

- And you didn't see
anything on the way?

- No.

Nothing.

- What are you doing?

- Spot welding.

What does it look like?

Did you get anything
out of Christine?

- No, but Dean
Sheldon's well in there.

Gave her a lift home last night.

- He's made a career out
of brown-nosing Fitzgerald.

Maybe that extends to
the family as well.

- I'll tell him to put
that in his statement.

- Well the ACC
doesn't take milk.

See if you can find a lemon.

What is it with death
and cups of tea?

- There's evidence of
three blows to the head

with a sand wedge.

- Must have been a
bloody stale one.

- A sand wedge is a
type of golf club.

- Yes, thank you, doctor.

I am aware of that.

How can you be sure?

- Well I checked the skin
lacerations and the slight

indentation in the skull
against various clubs.

That seems the only
one that matches.

It's a right-handed club with
a broad-angled metallic head.

But that's not what killed him.

The actual cause of
death was suffocation.

By these.

The balls were inserted
into his mouth and,

he choked on his own
vomit while unconscious.

- Have you read the report
on the Ted Barnes autopsy?

- Obviously.
- There's a similarity of MO.

Is that enough to suggest
the cases are linked?

- The only real
similarity is the balls.

And of course, in the Barnes
case they were billiard balls,

not golf balls, but I
just do the cutting up.

I leave the clever stuff to you.

- Is Jeff Waller here today?

He should
be in his office.

- Come on.

Do you want
to take these with you?

- First time I've
left a post-mortem

with a dead bloke's balls.

- We did it all the
time at med school.

- Leave them to forensics.

- Jeff.

Got a second?

- I was just on my way to
a case, but yes, of course.

- I'll walk with you.

You must have heard
about Donald Fitzgerald.

- Very unpleasant.

Poor Elizabeth.

- Have you seen the body?

- Yes, I did.
- What do you think?

- What, you mean
the three balls?

Echos of the Barnes case.

- Only echos?

- Well if I had to
give an opinion,

I'd say it was a
copycat killing.

I mean, there's been a fair
bit on the news about the Ted

Barnes murder, but otherwise
the MO's completely different.

- Right.

- Any other ideas?

- Not at this stage.

- Well, I hope you get some.

- We'll need a statement
from you about last night.

- Yes, of course.

- Where did you go
after the party?

- I came back here.

- Why?

- I had some work to finish.

- All night?

- I didn't want to go home.

It's not against the law, is it?

- No but if I had
a wife like yours,

I think I'd wanna go home.

- Anyone see you?

- I don't know.

- You take anything you need,
Dean, anything that'll help.

- Thank you, Mrs. Fitzgerald.

I'll just check this lot, just
in case there's something and

I'll have it back with
you as soon as possible.

Come on, Roy.

- Okay, let's get
this over with.

Donald Fitzgerald was
found dead this morning.

He had three balls
stuck in his mouth.

He was suffocated.

He'd also been
knocked on the head,

probably with a golf club.

Now according to his
widow, Elizabeth,

he had a new club
with him at the time.

So it's a possible
murder weapon.

It'd be very helpful
if we find it.

- Is she a suspect, sir?

- Uh, no.

I don't think so.

- She's got a motive, we know
Donald told her last night

that he was gonna leave her,
and she hasn't got an alibi.

- But why now?

I mean, Donald had been playing
away from home for years,

and why would she shove
three golf balls in his gob?

No.

- Was Fitzgerald taking anyone
with him to Florida then sir?

- It's a possibility.

You'd better check
it out, Tweedy.

Jeff Waller
doesn't have an alibi.

- Do you?

- No, but--
- So why Jeff Waller?

What's his motive?

Fitzgerald's death bears
a remarkable similarity

to the murder of Ted Barnes,

and we've all got a good
idea who killed him,

even if he did get off.

- But sir, if you're saying
Danny Macer killed Barnes,

then why would he use the
same MO on Fitzgerald?

- Because he's a flash bastard.

And he likes to prove
a point, I should know.

I'll deal with Macer myself.

In the meantime, I'd like you
all to keep your eyes and ears

open and see if there are any
links between the two cases.

Is that it?

- Sir, I found out Fitzgerald

sacked the groundsman yesterday.

A man called Bob Barnes.

- Barnes?
- Ted Barnes' brother.

- Right.

Wieldy, take DC Harris
and check him out.

Alright, everyone,
let's get to it.

Oh, Dean?

Have you written up your
statement about last night?

- Yes, sir, I gave
it to Sergeant Wield.

- Did you mention that you
gave Christine Fitzgerald

a lift home?
- Yes, sir, it's all there.

Have you
spoken to her today?

- While I was up at the
house doing a search.

- What do you make of her?

- I don't really know her.

- Did she say anything
to you about her dad?

- Not really, all I know is
that she didn't get on with him

too well, but you
know, she's young.

- And pretty.

- It's just lift,
sir, that was all.

- Okay, off you go.

- How's it going, Andy?

- Well, you should know,
you've been following me around

like a bad smell all morning.

- You are too kind.

- I'm starting to wonder who's
running this investigation.

- You are, Andy.

- Then why are you
checking up on me?

If you think I'm not up to it,

I'd rather you
said it to my face.

- If I didn't think
you were up to it,

you wouldn't be on the case.

- As long as we both
know where we stand.

- Right, let's get
clear when I stand then.

I think you've been
frustrated for months

that your illness meant that
it was Donald Fitzgerald

and not you that got
the Danny Macer case.

- That's a bit deep for me.

- Don't come that,
Andy, it doesn't work.

- Okay.

While I'm interested that
we've got a copycat murder

on the day that Macer was
acquitted, I'm also interested

that he turned up with at
the golf club last night.

- Macer did?

To see Donald.

You knew him better than
me, what was that about?

- Well I didn't know Macer.

- Donald?

I thought you were quite close?

- No, we weren't.

But you
saw him socially.

- Played golf a couple of times.

To tell you the truth,

a couple of times
was more than enough.

From what I've heard,

you and I had pretty
similar views about him.

- By the way.

Why do you think Donald
dropped a bollock

on the Ted Barnes case?

- Look, Andy, maybe the
verdict was correct.

Maybe Macer didn't do it.

Whatever the truth,
that case is over.

Macer was acquitted and
he can't be tried again.

Right now, what we
have to do is find out

who murdered Donald.

Don't let this turn into some
kind of personal crusade.

- There are other people
we should be talking to.

- We're just letting
Macer know we're around.

Don't worry, I've left
the big stick in the car.

- Don't be so bloody
stubborn, Andy.

Why does everything have
to be so personal with you?

- It'd be personal
with you an'all

if he'd made you look a fool.

- That was over 20 years ago.

- Give Macer an inch
and he'll take a yard.

- But Macer didn't
have a motive.

Why would he kill
Fitzgerald? He'd got off.

- Gentlemen!

Would you like to
come on through?

Always a pleasure to
see you, Mr. Dalziel.

I never know when
you're going to make

one of your expensive mistakes.

Perhaps you're making one now.

I'll look forward to
receiving the check.

I never make mistakes.

- You know my solicitor,
of course, Howard Geary.

- I suppose you
know why we're here.

I assume
it's in connection

with Donald Fitzgerald's death.

- What were you doing at
the golf club last night?

- I told ya, I
went to see Donald.

- Donald?

First name terms, eh?

- I knew Fitzgerald
before he arrested me.

I met him on several occasions,
charity events, sporting

dinners, and I am a member of
the Bishop Hinton Gold Club.

- And after nine months
on remand at strange ways,

you were all ready to kiss
and make up with Fitzgerald?

- That's right.
- Why?

- Well, he was
only doing his job.

- Or not doing it.

- This is harassment.

If you've got any
specific questions to
ask, then please do.

Otherwise, this meeting's over.

- I'm just talking to
him as a witness, okay?

So if I told you that
Fitzgerald was killed

by a toerag looking
for revenge--

- I'd say toerags have better
things to do with their time.

Revenge doesn't earn a living.

- What about rich toerags?

- Rich toerags stay at home
and count their swimming pools.

They don't need revenge.

Not even after
nine months on remand?

- You do that time on remand,

you really don't
fancy doing life.

I didn't kill him.

- Mr. Barnes?

- Yeah?
- Morning.

DS Wield, this is DC Harris.

We need to ask you a
few questions about
Donald Fitzgerald.

- He's dead, ain't he?

I heard.

- You used to work at the
Bishop Hinton Golf Club,

didn't you?
- Yeah, that's right.

On the grounds.

- When did you last
see Donald Fitzgerald?

- Yesterday.

Knocking-off time,
fiveish, I think.

- Did you speak to him?

- He spoke to me,
bloody sacked me.

Why?

- Because I told him what I
thought of him letting Danny

Macer get off because
Macer killed my brother,

and someone's gotta
stand up for Ted.

But I didn't kill him though
if that's what you're thinking.

- Where were you last
night, Mr. Barnes?

- I were here, but
don't bother asking.

'Cause I ain't got
no one to prove it.

- We've got a possible
for the murder weapon.

A sand wedge, it was found
in a river on the course.

- What did forensics say?

- Well it's the
right size and shape,

but there's no blood or prints.

The only thing is it looks
as though it's brand new.

Never been used.

- Not for golf, that is.

Any news on my balls?
- Still working on them.

- Sir, we checked the travel
agent where Fitzgerald

booked his ticket to Florida,
he wasn't traveling alone.

- Who was he taking?
- Rachel Waller.

Jeff Waller's wife.

- There's hope for us all yet.

- Donald Fitzgerald, was
he a patient of yours?

- Yes, I'm a physiotherapist.

I was treating him
for a bad back.

- Treating it or
making it worse?

Were you having
an affair with Fitzgerald?

- I could lose my job.

- You were supposed to
be getting on a plane

to Florida with
him this morning.

- Yes, I was.

You didn't mention
any of this in your statement.

Why was that?
- Because...

It's not relevant,
I changed my mind.

I had no intention of
going away with him.

You know, there's no point
in hurting my husband.

I didn't want him to find out.

- So what was the plan?

- Donald and I were gonna
meet back at the car park

at the golf club,
he didn't turn up.

- What time was this?

- About midnight.

I waited and when
he didn't come,

I just felt relieved that
I didn't have to face him.

- So, the last time you saw
Donald was at the party?

- That's right, yes.

I left first, I was
supposed to be packing.

- Does your husband
know about the affair?

- I think he might suspect.

Did you see your
husband after the party?

- No, no, I didn't see
him until this morning.

He told me that he'd
slept in his office.

- And you?
- I waited up a bit for Jeff.

Then I went to bed, you
know, I do love my husband.

I just wanted to protect him.

- Very commendable, I'm sure.

Are you alright?

- Dean.

What's happened?

Nothing.

I'm just glad you've come.

- Did you have another look?

Did you find it?
- No, I didn't.

I looked everywhere.
- Oh, no.

Will it be alright?

- If we find it.

- Maybe we should just go
anyway, before it's too late.

- I haven't got any money, love.

It'll be so much easier
if we keep looking.

It'll turn up.

- And then we can go, can't we?

- I'll get the car.
- Aye, alright.

- Andy?

Andy.

Easy.

- Did you see that car?

- What car?

- He was trying to
kill me, I swear it.

- Did you get a look at it?

Make?

Color?

- I don't know.

It might have been black.

Something dark.

What about you? You must
have seen something.

- I didn't.

Sorry.

You need to get
yourself checked over.

- Never mind that.

Say what you're thinking.

- I've already said it once.

You're not fit enough
to come back to work.

- What are you
gonna do about it?

- I do actually care
about you, Andy,

and if you're not gonna take
responsibility for yourself...

- You do what you like.

I'm going for a drink.

- So you're saying
he's making it up?

- He nearly blacked
out once already today.

He could have been
driving, anything.

I wouldn't be telling
you otherwise.

- You did the right thing.

He's coming back here, is he?

As far as I know.

- I'll wait.

- Ma'am.

- You didn't have
any alternative.

- Well, I did.

- You get it all
sorted, have ya?

What's the diagnosis, then?

- The ACC is here.

- Is she?

Wieldy, you found out where
that golf club came from yet?

- Still checking, sir.
- Well keep at it.

Tweedy.

Have you brought over the
stuff from the Ted Barnes case?

- Yes, sir.
- Good.

What did you tell her?

- I told her what I saw.

- I thought you
didn't see anything.

Thanks, Peter.

If there's anything I
can ever do for you.

Well,
what's been going on?

- Went to see Macer.

Stopped off at the hospital.

Then someone tried to kill me.

Fairly quiet afternoon
apart from that.

- How did they try to kill you?

- Well, there was this
big Chinese bloke with

bowl hat and metal teeth.

I took him out with a swift
kick in the balls, but I didn't

see the heat-seeking missile
until it was nearly too late.

- Are you gonna tell
me what happened?

- What's the point?

- If you have details, you
should pass them onto uniform.

- You know I don't have details.

- Andy, I want you to
go back on sick-leave.

- I'm only just off it.

That is not a
request, it's an order.

- Why?

- I want my best officers on
this case, someone who has

trouble standing doesn't
come into that category.

- Your best officers?

- I'm sorry, Andy.

Go away, see a doctor.

We'll take it from there.

- I'm going home.

Why?

- Why do you think?

I'm off the case.

- Oh, god!

- Sorry.

- Bob.
- Shall I, um...

Shall I put these on here?

- Thanks.

I need to talk
to you about something.

- About what?

- I found it.

- It's addressed to Donald.

- So you should have it.

I thought it might be private.

- That's funny.
- What?

- Nothing, where
did you get this?

- I picked it up last night.

- What do you mean last night,
what are you talking about?

- I saw him drop it.

I didn't mean to keep it.

- How come you were
with Donald last night?

- It wasn't like that, I didn't
do anything, I just wanted

to talk to him about me job,
so I followed him and then

I picked that up and now I
don't know what to do with it.

- Well, you should
give it to his wife.

- But I thought it
might be private.

- What do you mean?

- I know about you and him.

- Take it to the police,
it might be important.

- No, I'm not going to police.

Well, why not, if
you've got nothing to hide?

- Because I've already
spoken to them,

and I didn't mention it then,
so what would I say now?

- If you're not
honest with them,

it will come back to you later.

- I don't trust 'em.

- Look, I know what you
thought about Donald.

I know that you thought
that he'd let you down

over your brother, but give
it to Inspector Pascoe.

It's the best thing.

Bob, if you don't then I
will phone them and tell them

that you've got this and that
wouldn't look good, would it?

You will go, won't you?

- I don't really
understand Mr. Dalziel.

I mean, I haven't known
him for very long, but,

he's not a well man, is he?

I mean, why's he putting
himself through all this?

- He's a proud man.
- Yeah, I know.

Some of them don't know
when to stop, do they?

And it doesn't help anybody.

- I hope you
brought some grapes.

- Well, it's more grain than
grape, but I can change it.

- Well I can't drink
it on my own, come in.

- You celebratin' something?

- Not that I know of.

I found it on my doorstep with
two pints of semi-skimmed.

- Does your milkman fancy you?

- Either that, or someone
was sending me a message.

- What sort of message?

- Next time they won't miss.

If you see Peter, tell
him that's the type

of champagne that
Macer goes for.

Unless he thinks I
made that up as well.

- You really don't like
Macer, do you, sir?

- Alright, I'll tell you.

About 20 years ago, I
had Macer for a robbery.

It was some scrappy
warehouse job.

I was dead keen, a bit
like you are now, love.

Of course, I was too hasty.

I'd done him on
some stupid tip-off.

The evidence collapsed
and I had to let him go.

I was in a whole
heap of trouble.

Discipline book, the lot.

But Macer wouldn't
let it lie, would he?

He took out a civil action,
did me for wrongful arrest.

Chief Super would
never let me forget it.

Buggered my chances of
promotion up for years.

But the bastard was guilty then,

and he's guilty now.

- Jeff?

I see you decided to
sleep here tonight, then.

- Obviously.
- Everything alright?

- I was going to take a shower.

- Jeff, um, Bob
Barnes was here today,

and he'd found something
belonging to Donald.

- Oh, yeah?

It was an envelope
with his name on it,

and there was a key inside.
- Really?

- Like the one that I
gave to you this morning.

- What do you mean?
- Well, the same envelope.

- So?
- Is it the same?

- Don't know.

I doubt it.

Mine was...

It was to do with the golf club.

- What?
- Nothing.

Can I take that shower?

- That'll be the missus.

My neck won't be the only
thing on the chopping block

if I don't get back.

Sarge, sir.

Bye, Dean.

- Have you spoken to him?

- I doubt he'd want
to hear from me.

- You did the right thing.

- Morning, Rachel.
- Morning.

- Jeff not here?
- Don't know where he is.

You couldn't open his
door for me, could you?

- Oh, certainly.

- I left my purse
in there yesterday.

Thank you.

- Ah, there you are, Jeff.

Did Rachel find her purse?

- Yes, yes she did, thanks.

- Good.

Well come on, then.

We've got three RTAs and a
drowning out there, yeah?

- Yes, sir, can I help you?

- Yes.

Could I leave that
for Inspector Pascoe?

- I'll take it for him.

Your name?

- Why do you need my name?

- Just for the records, sir.

- Bob Barnes.

- Address?

- 22 Ridgeway Heights.

- Thank you.

- What did he want?

What's that?

- No idea.

It's for Inspector Pascoe.

- Coffee?
- No, thanks.

- I've had a word with
the Chief Constable.

We've agreed to postpone
the appointment of a new SIO

until we hear exactly
what's happening with Andy.

- Does he know that?

- I'm seeing him later today.

I shall tell him then.

In the meantime, I
want you to take over.

This is your case
for now, Peter.

- Okay, thank you.

- You've been an inspector for
some time now, haven't you?

You must be looking
for the next step up.

- Well, I've thought about it.

- Graduate entry, fast-track
promotion, you should be.

But you won't make your mark

until you get from
Andy's shadow.

Get yourself noticed,
and you can't do that

if you try to second-guess
Andy the whole time.

Make your own decisions
in this case, Peter.

- Back at work already?

- I need the money.

What can I get you?

- What have you got that's
non-alcoholic and drinkable?

- Fruit juices, non-alcoholic
beer, non-alcoholic wine.

Forget it,
I'll have a scotch.

- Sir.

- Any developments, anybody?

- No, sir.

- Donald Fitzgerald.

- How are you, Andy?

- Couldn't be better.

- Really?
- Yeah.

All I needed was a day off.

Can I get you a drink?

- Um, I'll have
something with the lunch.

Shall we sit down?
- Yeah.

- You don't mind
me asking you here?

- Don't know yet.

There's no such thing as
a free lunch, is there?

- You're wondering
what I'm after.

- Since you mention it.

- I was worried about how
we left things yesterday.

Thought about it last night,

and I want to talk
it through with you.

- Let's talk, then.

- You are the best
detective in the force.

Now, that is not flattery,
that's the truth.

I need you working for me,
but I also need to be sure

you're in good enough
health to do that.

- Fair enough.

How about that drink?

- Gin and tonic.
- Double?

- At the very least.

Are you a golfer?
- Me?

I'm better off when
it's 10 foot to the pin

and there's little windmills
stuck on the fairway.

- It's always been a big part
of my life and Brian's, too,

until he died.

- I suppose you grew
up with all this.

- Well, there aren't that many
golf courses in Icklesham.

- Is that where you're from?

Surprised?

- You and Danny Macer.

- And about 50,000 others.

Anyway, we left when I was 14.

- I always had you
down as a southerner.

- Only by adoption.

Now, what are you having?

- It's for a safety deposit
box in a vault in Leeds.

- Do you think it's possible
the killer was after this key

but couldn't find
it in the dark?

And Barnes picks it up next day?

- Could be.

- We don't know if he's
been down the bank?

- I don't think so, sir.

Well, he comes over as being
a few bricks short of a load.

- Bring him in, we need
to talk to him again.

Dean?

Come with me.

Let's have a look in the box.

- That was very nice.

Thank you.

- Good to have a chance to
talk to you for a change.

- Excuse me.

I won't be a minute.

- Mr. Dalziel!

I didn't know you
were into golf.

We should have a game
sometime, what's your handicap?

- People like you, Macer.

Especially when they're
trying to kill me.

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

- And don't bother sending
me any more champagne.

It's wasted on me.

Gives me headaches
and makes me fart.

And if you try anything
like that again,

I'll have you banged up,
whatever your fancy brief says.

- Are you threatening me?

My brief might have
something to say about that.

You ought to be more careful.

And it won't do you any good
sucking up to the boss either.

Come.

- When do you hear
back from the doctor?

- Couple of days.

We'll leave Peter
in charge till then, agreed?

- Agreed.

- I'd best get on my way.

Take care, Andy.

- You too.

Stella!

Stella!

- Can I get you
anything, Mr. Dalziel?

No thanks, love.

You're too late, Macer.

- What?

- I'm already off the case.

I saw you.

- Oh yes, I see, yes I did
have a word, I thought it best

before you get yourself
into too much trouble.

She's got your number.

Would you like another drink?

- No.

I don't think so.

- Thank you for coming.

Did you know your husband
had this deposit box?

- No idea.

- Do you recognize this?

- Yeah, it looks the one
that came through the door

that Donald took with
him when he left.

We need your
permission to open the box.

Are you happy for us to do that?

- Of course.

Thank you.

I don't believe it.

I suppose this was to
pay for his new life.

- Do you have any idea
where this came from?

- Well, he used to be paid
in cash for his after-dinner

speeches, but how much is there?

Looks like
maybe 100 grand?

He must have been
a bloody good speaker.

- I've no idea, honest.

I just found the
key, that's all.

How did you find it?

- I wanted to get my job back.

So I went up to the club, I was
hoping to see Rachel Waller.

I thought she might
put a word in for me,

because her husband's
on the committee.

But she said she was busy
and she told me to go home.

She said she'd see me
tomorrow or something.

So what
did you do then?

- I saw Fitzgerald
getting into a taxi,

and I thought maybe I should
go and have a word with him.

So I started walking
across the golf course.

I went to his house.

- Did you speak to him?
- No.

He was having a
row with his wife.

And when he came out, he didn't
look too happy and I thought

that's probably not the best
time to go and talk to him.

But I saw him, he had put
his hand in his pocket,

and the envelope fell out.

I couldn't see what it was then,

but he didn't even notice,
he just carried on walking.

Why didn't you warn
him he dropped something?

- I really didn't want
to go near him and...

To be honest, I thought
it might be cash.

- So why bring it in now?

- Because somebody wants it.

And they want it bad
enough to burgle my house.

- When was this?
- Last night.

And I was in as well.

And I was lucky to get out
in one piece, if you ask me.

- Did you see them?

- No, I did a runner.

But I saw you.

Night before.

You were on the golf course
with Fitzgerald's daughter.

Naked.

- What the hell's
going on, Dean?

- You can understand
it, can't you, sir?

- No, I can't understand it.

I want an explanation.

- I've been seeing
Christine Fitzgerald

for a couple of months now.

Ever since she had
the baby, Brona's...

Well, you know how it is, sir.

I've been stupid, I should never
have got involved with her.

- You didn't give a
complete statement!

- Yeah, I know.

I'm sorry.

I just couldn't handle the
idea of it getting out.

I don't wanna hurt Brona.

But you don't have to say
anything, do you, sir?

- No, but you do.

I want you to add it
to your statement.

And you're lucky I'm not
taking this any further.

I'm off to see Applegarth,
to tell her about this.

Wieldy, come with me.

Harris, take forensics and go
round to Bob Barnes' house.

There's been a burglary.

- What the hell do you
think you're doing?

Can I have my key back please?

Where is it?

Will you
leave my stuff alone?

- You break into my office,
you go through my desk.

It isn't there, and
why is this key so important?

- Well you tell me, you
seem pretty desperate

to get your hands on it.

How dare you go rooting around

in my office when I'm not there.

All I know is
that Donald had exactly

the same key, so what is
it that you're hiding?

- I'm not hiding anything,
it's a locker key!

Why are
you lying to me?

- I'm not...

The key is for a safety deposit
box, it's for some money

that I earned that I
don't want to declare.

- How did you earn it?
- Private work.

I was paid last night, it's
quite a lot of money, so I don't

want it going through the
normal channels, that's all!

- So why did Donald
have the same key?

- Donald got me the work,
he took a commission.

- What kind of work?
- Look, it doesn't matter.

Just tell me where the key is.
- No, no, no, what--

- Rachel, where is the key?

I'm sorry.

I've been under a
lot of stress lately.

- 100,000 pounds.

That's a lot of
money to salt away.

- Only he didn't salt it away.

Elizabeth Fitzgerald said
an envelope arrived through

the door on the night
Donald was murdered.

It contained the key
to the deposit box.

In other words, the money
was only made available

to Donald that day.

- By whom?

- Well according to the
bank, the account was open

in the name of a John Smith.

- Are we both thinking
the same thing?

It's a payoff.

What for?

- Well, it's a
coincidence, isn't it,

that Danny Macer had
just been acquitted?

- Andy's obsession is
beginning to rub off on you.

I should take this to
discipline and complaints.

Is that what you want me to do?

- I'd like to run with
it a bit longer, ma'am.

- Alright, Peter.

I'll see what I can do.

- Ma'am.

- Listen, Rachel.

I'm really sorry about all
this business with the key.

I shouldn't keep
secrets from you.

We need to talk.

Maybe we should book
somewhere, go out to dinner?

Catch up properly?

Rachel?

Rachel?

Rachel knows.

She found the key, I think
she's going to the police.

No, I need some help with this.

Whatever you want.

We've got to do
something to stop her.

- Can I help you, Mrs. Waller?

Peter.

- Is your phone not working?

I've left about 10 messages.

I heard.

- Can we go inside?

I was worried about you.

- I'll bet you were.

Are you enjoying
running the case?

- I didn't go to
the ACC for that.

You put me in an
impossible position.

I want you back, but I
also want you to be well.

- And I don't know how
to look after myself?

- Not always, no.

Andy, something's come up on
the case, it looks like Donald

might have been taking
some kind of payoff.

We found 100 grand that
we can't account for.

- So?

- You don't sound
very surprised.

- I always thought Fitzgerald
was bent as a Boxing Day turd.

Well I think it
could have come from Macer.

- Why are you telling me?

- Well it means Macer could be
guilty of killing Ted Barnes.

- Yeah, it could.

- So he might be involved in
this business with Fitzgerald.

Do you think I'm right?

- Who knows?

You'll find out.

I'm on sick leave, Peter.

I'm off the case.

Hardly want to upset
the Applegarth.

I hope you enjoy it.

It's Rachel Waller.

She was killed about
seven o'clock last night.

She's been hit over the head,
looks like several times.

There was a local
man out walking his dog,

found her first
thing this morning.

Right.

- We found the car abandoned
about half a mile away.

And it looks like there's
two sets of tire tracks.

- Maybe she was
forced off the road.

- Or flagged down by
somebody she knew.

There's no skid marks.

- Has anyone spoken
to Jeff Waller?

- He's been informed, sir.

- Better bring him in, Wieldy.

I mostly had
to calm her down.

She'd just had a row
with her husband.

She accused him of
murdering Fitzgerald.

- Did she have any
reason for saying that?

- The fact that he didn't come
home the night of the murder.

And she said that he'd been
pretty depressed for a while

because of the affair
with Fitzgerald.

- Nothing more solid than that?

- No, not really.

Mostly supposition.

Like I say, she was
pretty agitated.

- What time did she leave?

6:30.

- Did you see her
out the building?

- Yeah, her car
was just outside.

I didn't see anybody about.

- Police have named the
victim as Rachel Waller, 32,

a physiotherapist.

This is the second murder in
the vicinity of Bishop Hint.

- DC Harris.

Tell her to call me.

The sugarplum bloody fairy,
who do you think it is?

I've only been gone a day!

- Jeff.

First your wife's
lover is murdered,

then two days later
your wife is killed.

That may be circumstantial,

but you can see the
obvious conclusion.

- You think I killed Rachel.

- Tell me what happened
yesterday afternoon.

- She went out about five
o'clock, I don't know where

she went, she just disappeared
without saying anything.

She came here
and made a statement.

And according to
that, you'd had a row.

What was that about?

- We were just talking.

About her affair with Donald.

About our marriage,
where it went wrong.

We both said things
we shouldn't have.

Just sort of got out of hand.

- See, I can't understand
why you having an argument

about your marriage should
make her come to us.

- I don't know she
was hysterical, I
couldn't calm her down.

She said some very wild things.

- Such as?

- She accused me
of killing Donald.

- Did you?

- No, I didn't.

I hated the idea
that Rachel and he...

No, I didn't kill him.

- So what are you looking for?

- I won't know until I find it.

- So how did he die?

His neck was broken,
could have fallen down

a flight of stairs,
but he'd been moved.

- Did Barnes do
something to annoy Macer?

I mean, he was a
snout, wasn't he?

- Well Ted Barnes and Danny
Macer go back a long way.

All the way to Icklesham.

Ted Barnes stayed at
the bottom of the pile,

while Macer got his
hands on some money.

- Right, so they fell out?

- Yeah, looks like it.

Had a very strong
case against Macer.

It all fell apart when
Fitzgerald got his hands on it.

Everything got sloppy.

Ah.

Jeff Waller's
post-mortem analysis.

Hey, what's that, sir?

- Looks like a bite mark.

That's odd, you know.

There was no mention of
this in Waller's evidence.

He was even slacker
than Fitzgerald.

- Do you think they
were both in on it?

Maybe I should check,

see whether Waller's got a
safety deposit box as well?

- Maybe you should, Tweedy.

That would earn you a few
brownie points with the DI.

- Do you ever get the
feeling you're about

half a mile off the pace?

- What do you mean?

- This case, it's like
someone keeps pulling

the carpet from underneath us.

- Macer?

- The sort of money he's got,

he could have bought
half the force.

Who else worked on
the Ted Barnes case?

- I know what you're thinking.

Dean Sheldon.

- I don't know him very well.

Do you know much about him?

- Donald thought he was okay.

But then he used to
let Donald win at golf.

- Yeah, Andy said he was
a bit of a brown-noser.

What else?

Well, we know he's
got marriage problems.

Maybe his affair with
Fitzgerald's daughter

wasn't all he was
trying to hide.

Where is he now?

- Collecting his
car from the garage.

- Let's keep an eye on him.

Low key.

- There's nothing to worry
about, they'll probably want to

speak to you again at some
point today but just say that

you lied so that my
wife wouldn't find out.

- Dean, I don't think I can.

What if they know something?

We've gotta get away from here,
when are we gonna get away?

- Look, we can't, not yet.

Because we haven't
got the money.

Yeah, I know I said I'd get it,

but it's not worked
out that way yet.

Look, we've just
gotta sit tight,

and let things blow over.

Just stay calm,
everything will be okay.

Yeah, I...

I love you, too.

Alright.

Bye.

- Afternoon.

Bob Barnes?
- Yeah?

- Can I have a word?

Superintendent Dalziel.

- What's it about?

I've told them all about
the key and everything.

I had nothing to do with
Fitzgerald's murder,

or Mrs. Waller's.

- I know you didn't.

I wanna talk to you
about your brother.

He was a good 15 years
older than you, wasn't he?

Yeah, so?

- Why do you think
he was killed?

- I've been over all
this with your lot,

and no one seems
to have listened.

- Well I'm listening now, lad.

Tell me what you
told Fitzgerald.

- I told him that Ted was
in trouble with Danny.

- What kind of trouble?

- Ted knew things about people.

- People like Macer?

- Everybody knew about Macer.

Ted had something much bigger.

He had some information
about Danny,

and a copper.

- And if Ted had information,
he wouldn't have been

slow to make a bob or
two out of it, would he?

- No.

- I need you to tell
me everything you can.

About Ted.

About growing up in Icklesham.

Who he saw, what he
did, where he hung out.

- Why should I?

- Because I know who killed him.

- Did you get your car?

- Yeah, he wanted to charge
me 200 quid for labor.

- Sir, I've checked
with the bank.

They said a John Smith
opened a second account

and the signed agent
was Jeff Waller.

- So they were both in on it.

See if you can get a court order

so we can check Waller's box.

- I've already done that,
sir, it's on its way.

- Have you?

Well you best go and
pick it up, then.

Good work, Tweedy.

Dean.

Have you done that
additional statement yet?

About your movements
with Christine.

- I've not finished it yet, sir.

Well, finish it.

Now.

- Sir.

- Is it conclusive, sir?

I mean, he got the tires
changed, but we won't know

for sure until we've
checked the old ones.

- It's good enough for me.

Let's see what Christine
Fitzgerald has to say.

Dean?

Get out my way!

- Alright, Jeff?

Time for you to do your bit.

I've got the key, let's go.
- What's going on?

I thought it wasn't safe yet?
- Change of plan.

Pascoe knows about the
money, we've got to get down

to the bank before he does
or we'll lose the lot.

- If they know already,
what's the point?

They know where I live.

- If they haven't got the money,
they can't prove anything.

You're in a lot of
trouble, you are.

- I didn't kill Rachel.

- You are an
accessory to murder.

- According to you, great
witness you'll make.

You're on your own, Dean.
- No, we had a deal!

- I'm sorry.

- You're coming with me.

- We need you to clarify
your statement to us

about the other night.

- What do you mean?

- We have a witness
who saw what you

and Dean Sheldon were doing.

- You what?

- Having sex, on
the golf course.

Not long before your
father was killed.

- Did Dean tell you?

- Dean has confirmed it for us.

If you're protecting Dean,
you should know something.

Yesterday evening, Rachel
Waller was murdered.

She was beaten over the
head with a metal bar,

then she was left by the
lake on the golf course.

Golf balls were jammed into
her mouth, fracturing her jaw

and breaking five
teeth in the process.

We're confident the same
person killed your father.

- No, but Dean wouldn't.
- Can you be sure?

How well do you know him?
- Dean didn't kill my father.

- How do you know?

And how can you be certain
he didn't kill Rachel Waller?

- Well, he didn't
mean to hurt my dad.

But he did hurt him.

He did kill him.
- No!

- You'd better tell
me what happened.

- We were out on
the course together.

We thought we were alone.

My dad, he almost fell over
us, it was embarrassing.

We were practically undressed.

What did you father do?

- Couldn't believe it.

He had a go at Dean.

I told him it was
none of his business.

Then they started arguing.

About money.

- What were they
saying about money?

- Dean said Dad owed him.

Dad said he'd already
been given his share,

and Dean said something
about not being paid enough.

It was a terrible accident,
we didn't mean to.

- What happened?

Did he hit your father?
- I can't remember!

- Christine, did he hit him?

- No!
- Christine!

- It was me.

I took his golf club and...

It was me that hit him.

It was an accident.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

- Get a squad car out here

as soon as possible
to take her in.

We better get after Dean,
he'll know we're onto him.

- Dean?

What's going on?

How come you're already here?

- We're checking Mr.
Waller's deposit box.

- Well, Dalziel
asked me to do that.

- Yeah, well while you were
away getting authorization,

we thought we'd go direct.

And Mr. Waller was happy to
oblige, weren't you, Mr. Waller?

- Then I wish you
would have told me.

I've wasted a journey.

So what have we got?

Bloody hell.

I've never seen that
much money in my life.

What're you doing?
Shouldn't I get the teller?

- No.

It's fine.

- He's not here.

He's been back, but
he left in a hurry.

His wife says he's armed.

- Oh, I don't believe it.

Well, let's check the bank.

If Sheldon's after the
money he's gotta be there.

I'll alert Armed Response.

- I think we'll
take it in your car.

Right, Mr. Waller, you can go.
- You what?

- What do you mean, what about--

- Forget it, we might need
to speak to you later on,

but for the time
being, you can go.

- What are you
talking about, Dean?

- Don't push it, Mr. Waller.

- He's not going
anywhere, is he?

- Waller.

- Dean, what's going on?

That money means that he--
- Never mind, Carrie.

Get in the car, let's go.

- Right, don't speak
to me like that!

- Get in the car.

- No, I won't just get in--
- Get in the car.

Get in the car!

Yeah, it's Sheldon.

Yeah, well we need to talk!

It's urgent.

I'll meet you at
the usual place.

As soon as I can.

Drive.

Start the car.

I'll tell you where to go.

Straight over.

- Stella.

- Andy.

What are you doing here?

- I hope you don't mind.

Your secretary wasn't around,
so I came straight in.

What do you want?

- I think we need to talk.

About Danny Macer.

I had no idea you
were old friends.

You and Danny Macer were
teenage sweethearts, weren't ya?

Back at the Three Circles
Club in Icklesham.

You've come a long way
since then, Stella.

- I have.

- Ted Barnes won that
there with you, didn't he?

Three Circles, the three of you.

Very neat.

But then again, two's
company, three is a crowd.

- Well, it's true,
but it's so long ago,

you can't blame me for
trying to keep it quiet.

Surely you can understand that.

- Oh, yeah.

We were all young once.

So there's nothing you can
tell us about Danny Macer

which might have been useful
in the Ted Barnes case?

- Look, Andy, I may
have been stupid,

but that's all.

Excuse me.

Stella Applegarth.

Right.

Thank you.

No, I'll come over myself.

It's Dean Sheldon.

It seems he's gone
mad with a gun,

and he's got your
DC Harris with him.

I'd better get over there.
- I'll come with you.

- We can't just sit here.

- There's no way
of getting up there

without breaking cover, sir.

Best wait for Armed Response.

- They should be here by now.

- Hang on, who's this?

- Macer.

- What's going off, Dean?

Who's she?

She's a copper,
Danny, and I've got her.

You idiot.

- Well, I didn't have
any choice, did I?

If you paid me properly
the first place--

- You got what you were worth!
- It wasn't enough!

- What do you expect me to do?

Oh, it's your
problem, you sort it.

- If I go down, you go down!

If you don't help me, Danny,

I'm gonna blow the whistle
on the whole thing.

Fixing the trial,
Fitzgerald, Waller.

I've got chapter and verse.

- What's happening?

Danny
Macer's with them now.

They're up there.
- Okay, boss.

Right, you three down there,
the rest of you with me.

Let's go.

- Did you kill Fitzgerald?

- No, it was an accident.

It was his daughter.

- Well, why didn't you
come to me for help then?

What were you after, his money?

- No, it wasn't as
clear-cut as that.

And Rachel
Waller, was that you, too?

- Well, someone had to kill her!

I had to keep her quiet!

- Yeah, well I'm not waiting
around here to be arrested.

Sort it out yourself.
- I can send you down!

You can't
prove anything!

- Bastard, Macer!

- Armed Police, stand still!

Drop the gun!

Drop the gun!

Put the gun down!

- Come here.

Put the gun down!

- Come here!

- Carrie, are you okay?
- Yeah, I'm alright, sir.

I got everything.

- Is he dead?
- Yes, sir.

- Let them put their arms down.

First love, eh?

You never get over it.

He knows, Danny.

- It's not over
yet, is it, Stella?

When did you start
sleeping with him again,

while your husband was dying?

- Andy?
- That'll do, Dalziel.

You're not needed here,
I'm ordering you to leave!

- Ted Barnes knew you two were
still lovers, and he knew you

couldn't afford to be caught
in bed with a known criminal.

Knowing Ted would be bound
to try a spot of blackmail,

there wouldn't have been
any reason to kill him

if he hadn't.
- It's alright, Stella.

I know what he wants.

Ever since I got up
his nose 20 years ago.

He wants me.

Isn't that right, Andy?

- That's enough!
- No, but you're right.

Barnes was trying to
blackmail me and Stella.

He came to see me.

Well, I knew Stella wouldn't
be able to live it down.

So I killed him.
- Danny!

- It's a shame you couldn't
make it stick, though, isn't it?

- Now we know why.

You bought your
way out of court.

Fitzgerald, Waller, Sheldon.

They were all paid to
throw the case against you.

Daniel Macer, I'm arresting
you for conspiracy

to avert the course of justice.

Take him away and caution him.

- How touching.

- You got a result then, Andy.

Took you 20 years.

- Yeah.

But I've done Macer a
disservice, haven't I, Stella?

- I think we should
discuss all this later.

The Chief Constable
needs to be informed.

- Easy enough to confess when
he'd already been acquitted.

Especially when he didn't do it.

There was a bite mark on Ted's
body when they found him.

Nobody mentioned it in court.

They were paid not to.

Even Macer's lawyers
didn't use it.

Why wouldn't Danny want
anyone to notice it?

Because it wasn't
his bite, was it?

It was a woman's.

Ted tried to squeeze money
out of you, didn't he?

You had to get rid of him.

Hit him, push him, bite
him, whatever it took.

Only he fell down stairs
and broke his neck.

Was it an accident, Stella?

Or did you just see red?

Danny tried to cover for you.

Pushing those billiard
balls into Ted's mouth.

- You can't prove any of this.

- Modern policing, Stella.

We've got the old evidence,

and we've got this.

You left a hair
on Ted's clothes.

I had them checked.

DNA.

- It was an accident.

- It was a crime!

Four people are dead
because of you and Macer!

But do you know what
makes me really sick?

What people are
gonna think of us.

Every copper in the
land is gonna be

tarred by the same brush.

This!

Is supposed to mean
something to you, you know!

It means something to me!

You tried to make out I
was past it, didn't ya?

Well do you still think
I'm past it, ma'am?

Wieldy!

- Sir?

- Take the ACC away.

Preferably in a van.

- She's under arrest.

Murder.

- After you, ma'am.

- Why didn't you say something?

- She wanted her best
officers on the case, Peter.

Next time, you think twice
before going behind my back.

- You would have
done the same, Andy.

And you know it.

- Maybe.

Come on.

Let's get out of here before
the doggy-do hits the fan.

# Oh, yeah

# Let's go together

# Right now

# Oh, yeah

# In sweet harmony,
let's go together

# Right now

# Oh, yeah

# In sweet harmony,
let's go together

# Right now

# Oh, yeah

# In sweet harmony,
let's go together

# Right now

# Oh, yeah

# In sweet harmony