All language subtitles for New.Tricks.S03E02.Dockers.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-squalor_Track03

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[TV reporter] Strike action
at the London dockyards

entered its seventh week today,

with little sign
of a resolution.

Union leader Joseph Walsh
addressed a mass meeting

of dock workers
earlier this afternoon.

This government,

the government
that we put into office,

this labour
government so-called,

has sold us down the river.

If we don't make a stand,

in another ten years
there'll be no London docks.

If we don't fight now,

all this will be sold off

- and built on by developers.
- Well he got that right.

That's canary wharf now.

1975, labour government
with a majority of three.

Inflation is going
through the roof,

and Joe Walsh is leading the
national union of crane drivers

in a strike that could
paralyse the docks.

[Reporter] Mr Walsh, can
you comment on press reports

that your union has been
receiving secret funds

from the Soviet union?

No comment.

[Reporter] And that these
funds have been diverted

for your personal use?

You are,

[men bawling]

Come here, you!

[Reporter] That's a very
strong reaction, mr Walsh.

You're keeping your
own hours Brian?

I was on inquiries.

That's Joe Walsh, isn't it?

Yeah.

He was a bit of a hero of mine.

That explains a lot.

Joe Walsh's body was recovered

from the thames
on 20th may, 1975.

Days after these financial
rumours began to circulate.

He got caught with
his fingers in the till

and topped himself.

What's the mystery?

Cabinet papers for
1975 have been released

under the 30-year rule.

When Harold Wilson asked
for comments on the dock strike,

the minister for
economic security said,

and I quote, "in my opinion,

Joe Walsh is a
politically motivated man,

holding the country to ransom.

What's the security
service doing?

This man needs to be
brought down urgently.

Do whatever it takes."

I think we should reopen
this case and find out

if Joe Walsh committed suicide,

or if they disposed of him.

High-profile case,
politics, security,

could be a minefield.

Still, you've all been
round the block a few times,

you know to tread carefully.

I'll watch your back
as much as I can.

But don't push your luck.

The body was recovered
further down river,

but the original
investigations reckoned

that he went in about here.

Now I think it's all bollocks.

Would you care to
expound on that Gerry?

Well, if mi5 went
around knocking off

stroppy trade
unionists in the '70s,

the mortuaries would
be standing room only.

Yeah but they'd
been told to target him.

Nah, they targeted all sorts.

I've got an old
mate who used to be

in the trade union movement.

He might be able to
shed some light on things.

And someone ought to be looking

at the union's
financial records,

to find out whether Walsh

really did have
his hand in the till.

Well, I'll have a go at that,

I've got experience
in that field.

Aye?

Brian used to be a police
federation representative.

Yeah, first sign he
was going barmy.

Any surviving witnesses?

Well there's his
daughter of course, Anita.

Not the Anita Walsh?

The same.

Oh yeah! You and
I can go talk to her.

And Jack, someone's
got to approach mi5.

Thank you.

Oh, these writers don't live
in garrets any more, do they?

The ones who write airport
blockbusters don't, no.

[Doorbell buzzing]

Miss Walsh?

Yes?

I am detective
superintendent Pullman.

This is Gerry standing.

We need to talk to you
about your late father.

We're re
investigating his death.

Can we come in?

Yes.

Thank you.

[Soft music playing]

[People laughing]

[TV reporter] Technically
speaking, it's a cock up.

Hello?

Anybody home?

Can I help you?

Oh, I'm looking
for frank Benson.

I'm an old friend of his.

My name is
halford, Jack halford.

You're Jack?

Yeah, I can see now.

Grandad's always
kept the photos.

You must be Karen.

Yeah, come in,

I expect he's nodded off.

Gramps? You've got a visitor.

Well now, frank,
it's been a while.

Piss off.

He was under a lot of pressure.

He was trying to run a strike,

he was being slagged
off by the government,

and on top of that he was
being smeared in the media

for taking money from
foreign governments

and putting it in
his own pocket.

You don't think he
took the money?

He had his faults,

but he was as straight
as a telegraph pole.

What did you make
of the rumours?

How should I know?

I wasn't involved in
trade union politics.

You say he had his faults,

what did you have in mind?

My dad liked
getting his own way.

He didn't like
being contradicted.

I was a teenage girl.

I had all the usual issues
with my dad, you know.

Clothes, staying out
late, boyfriends, smoking.

The stuff everybody
goes through.

Only, most people get
a chance to work it out.

I never did.

I loved him.

Look, I know this
must be difficult for you,

but do you think you
could you help us locate

anybody that might have
been close to him at the time?

You could try Brendan.

Who's that?

Brendan dyer.

He was the deputy
general secretary.

He and his wife, Rose,
were very good to me.

And you're still in touch?

Yes.

This is where you'll find them.

Thank you, miss Walsh.

We really appreciate this.

Listen while you got
your pen in your hand,

could you sign this for me?

I'm a big fan.

Certainly.

To Gerry, with a "g".

Thank you very much.

There you go.

Bye-bye.

My god, that looks nasty.

Something from the
forensic pathology lab?

Medication.

Look out!

I can confirm that
the security service

did have a file on
Joseph Walsh in 1975.

Can I see it?

The file was
reclassified as inactive

at the time of mr Walsh's death.

And after a suitable
interval it was destroyed.

Is there any record
of what actions

the security service took?

No.

That is to say we have
no reason to assume

they took any actions.

A cabinet minister
asked for action.

I think strictly speaking he
was asking for information.

There may have
been nothing to report.

If you've destroyed the files,

I want to talk to the
officers of the service

who were involved
in this matter.

We're talking about
30 years ago mr halford.

Anyone senior
enough to be involved

in a matter of such
political sensitivity

would be long retired.

And indeed quite
likely deceased.

So I'm banging my
head against a brick wall?

I hope you don't feel that
we're being uncooperative.

There is of course an
independent commission

to whom you can
refer any complaints

you may have about the service.

How many complaints has
the commission ever upheld?

I'm happy to say that
we have a clean sheet.

Look out, mate!

You have plenty to
keep you busy here.

Oh-ho she's been keeping
me busy for the last 30 years.

Still you gotta have
an interest, don't you?

It actually goes, does it?

We're sailing to
Spain this weekend.

On the old boat?

Our daughter Gracie lives there.

We're going to see our
grandson for the very first time.

You do know why we're here.

Yeah. Anita phoned me.

You were top man in the union

after Joe Walsh, weren't you?

Oh-ho. There was
only one top man.

Joe depended on you.

Well, for the everyday
things maybe.

The old paperwork and that.

No, Joe was a real leader.

He could hold a mass
meeting in the palm of his hands.

And I'm talking about
hard cases, dockers.

The truth is Brendan
did a lot of the work

and Joe got a lot of the glory.

Were you involved in
the union as well, Rose?

Yes, I trained as a teacher,

but I became an education
officer for the union.

That's how I met Brendan.

Brendan, according
to the original inquiry,

you were the last person
to see Joe Walsh alive.

Yeah, yes, we'd
spent the day with

George mccready, the treasurer.

And that's who's now
lord mccready, right?

Yeah.

We were going through the books

'cause the news had
just broken in the papers

about them funds
that went missing.

So George and Joe and
me raced down to the offices

to go through the books
before the committee

could get started on us.

And there was
something badly wrong.

But Joe couldn't
explain it, he was baffled.

Joe wasn't any good at figures.

He had to get a mate to
work out his darts score.

Anyway, George had to go,
and I had an evening meeting,

so we left Joe in the office.

We really ought to
speak to lord mccready

but unfortunately his office
can't find a window for us.

And he's essential
to your inquiry, is he?

Oh, yeah.

Yes, it's all in the
union's rule book.

It's rule ten,
sub-paragraph seven.

Yes, Brian, the
gist of which is?

Well, mccready and Joe Walsh

were the only
people in the union

who had the power
to authorise payments

without going through
the executive first.

Of course Sandra could
just barge in mccready's office

with her warrant card.

No, we wouldn't
want that, would we?

I'll see what I can do.

Thanks.

[Alarm buzzing]

[Funky music playing]

There we are.

Ugh! Carrion?

I beg your pardon?

The flesh of a
deceased creature.

I shouldn't be introducing
that kind of material

into my system.

My body is a temple.

I suppose I could have a
go at the broccoli and tomato.

This is organic?

Have you been taking your pills?

What? Am I not a
picture of health?

Your pills are not
about how you look.

Have you been taking them?

Yes, of course.

Well, you've not taken today's.

That's because they
have to be taken with food,

they're just due now.

Swallow.

[Pill plops]

[Funky music playing]

Oh, Brian, what's
scruffy doing here?

That wasn't scruffy.

That was me.

Right, progress?

Well, strickland's
managed to get us in

to see mccready this afternoon.

And I checked out dyers' boat.

Brendan paid £7,000
for it in June, 1975.

That's a few weeks
after Joe Walsh died.

Serious money in those days,

my first house
cost less than that.

Wish I could say the
same about my first wife.

That's way more than
Brendan dyer earned in a year.

Well we have to find out
where the money came from.

Brian how are you getting
on with the union documents?

I'm struggling with
these accounts.

It's complicated stuff.

But I think we should discuss
these trade union leaflets.

It suddenly struck me,

Gerry, Jack and I were
represented by the police federation

when we were in the job.

Yeah, not that we
had any choice.

Yeah, but now we're in ucos,

we're non-unionized.

So we're open to exploitation.

We've no collective
bargaining rights.

Oh, knock it off, Brian!

No, I'm serious. Look.

What about our
employment protection?

I mean, how do we deal
with health and safety at work?

Or discrimination as
regards, gender or disabilities?

Brian, we are in the
middle of an inquiry here.

Ethnicity, child care.

That's a very good
question, Brian,

but I think we ought to
deal with these issues

when we're not in the
presence of management.

Good point.

Right, has anyone got
anything to say about the case?

I've been looking at
the post mortem report.

I thought that was
straightforward, drowning.

Yes but there were
injuries to the head and body

which were put
down to being swept

into pilings and
Bridges by the tide.

Who did the post mortem?

Dr ludlow.

Ha-ha! Handy Andy.

Dr Andrew ludlow.

Struck off by the general
medical council, 1987.

Died 1998.

Shit. And Walsh was cremated.

Ok, get another pathologist
to look at the evidence.

Sandra, you know that
mate of mine, frank Benson?

The union guy?

Yes. I think he
could be useful to us

but he's a bit
reluctant to talk to me.

I wonder if you'd
like to come along.

I mean, knowing
frank, with a bit of skirt,

I mean, I think he'd probably

be more inclined to unbutton,

- would you come along with me?
- I'll come along.

Thank you.

Karen, I'm detective
superintendent Pullman.

I need to ask frank
some questions.

Maybe he'll talk to her
if he won't talk to me.

It's really important, honestly.

Okay.

Thank you.

I bloody told you.

Now, now, frank, ladies present.

Frank, I'm detective
superintendent Pullman.

We're re investigating
the death of Joe Walsh

so I need to ask
you some questions.

All right, but I'm
not talking to him.

Come on Karen,
let's make some tea.

You were his best man.

How d'you fall out with Jack?

Miners' strike. Orgreave, '84.

I was a tuc observer
on the picket line

when your lot rode us
down swinging batons.

Jack had nothing
to do with orgreave.

How a man with Jack
halford's background could

stay in the police after that.

20 years.

Long time to hold a grudge.

Not where I come from.

So you're a lifelong
trade unionist?

I went down the pit first off,

then I became an num official,

and after that I got
a job with the tuc.

And you were involved
in the dock strike in 1975?

I was the liaison between
the crane drivers and the tuc.

But you know all this,
you got that on file.

Come on.

Okay. Joe Walsh,
were you close to him?

He could have been the
greatest working-class leader

since nye bevan.

So they had to take
him down of course.

They?

Mi5, the state.

- They had us all sewn up.
- How did they do that?

Their paid agent
did it, their Judas.

There was a mole right
at the heart of the union,

and he cooked the books,

and he killed Joe Walsh.

So you're saying that
an mi5 agent framed

and murdered Joe Walsh?

Its standard procedure.

They tried it on scargill
in the miners' strike.

They tried to fit him up for
taking back-handers from Libya,

but they couldn't make it stick.

They didn't try to murder him.

Who do you think this mole was?

As god is my
witness, if I knew him

I would have chopped that
bastard with my bare hands.

Karen, Karen.

Don't worry gramps,
we'll sort it out.

Let's get you to the
bathroom. You'd better go.

Thank you.

So do you believe
in this mi5 mole?

No, not just on the basis
of some old leftist paranoia.

I was hoping he'd
give us some evidence.

Names, dates, times, places.

Yeah, well we're not
gonna sweat those out

in his condition, are we?

[Brian mumbling]

Come on Brian.

[Alarm buzzing]

[Pill plopping]

[Funky music playing]

You stay there scruffy.

You all right?

[Scruffy whimpers]

I'll not be long,
I'll be back soon.

I'm late for the house of lords.

Come on Brian.

I have to say you're
doing a wonderful job.

I've checked the clear-up
figures, outstanding.

Thank you.

You were treasurer of the
crane drivers' union in 1975.

When did you first
become aware that

there was something
wrong with the accounts?

I was an elected official,

responsible for taking an
overview of financial matters.

Day-to-day transactions
were in the hands

of a full-time union
employee, a book-keeper.

Who was that?

It was dear old glenys heyford.

Served the union
all her working life.

An absolute treasure
in many ways,

but if the truth be told,

she wasn't really up to the job.

Do you know how
we could contact her?

Glenys is long gone.

That we're used to.

Now, glenys dealt with
the day-to-day figures.

Shortly before Joe Walsh died,

I was working with her on
a union executive meeting.

We realised funds were missing.

Then the matter was
leaked to the press.

By whom?

We never got to
the bottom of that.

After Joe died, no-one
had the heart to pursue it.

Who knew at that point?

Me, glenys, Joe
Walsh, Brendan dyer.

I suppose if Brendan knew,

he might have told
Rose and Anita Walsh.

Why would he tell Anita?

Anita used to help
out in the office

in her school holidays.

So you don't know
who leaked to the press?

Any idea who took the money?

All I can tell you is that
Joe took the publicity

terribly badly,

and was found dead
shortly afterwards.

Well, you see,
that's the whole point

of free collective bargaining.

You follow me?

Go on, mate, get
yourself signed up.

Join the whatever it
is, the flunkies' union.

I mean, you've every right.

You're only a worker
in a toff's jacket.

You speak with a mouthful
of plums don't mean

you haven't got rights.

Hang on, just one second,
it's here somewhere,

just get the glasses on maybe.

That's better.

Our colleague, Brian Lane,

lord mccready.

Yes lord mccready, how d'you do?

Now, I just want a
quick word with you

about trade union rights.

You see, as this book
clearly demonstrates

in the miners
strike in the 1980s,

the government used
the security services

to try to smear Arthur
scargill and the num.

Brian, can we stick to-

we see a pattern emerging.

The same tactic was
used against Joe Walsh

and the crane drivers
union 10 years previous.

We're supposed
to be investigating-

and my question
is, lord mccready,

as a former officer of
the police federation,

I am well aware
of the tactics used

by a ruthless secret service

intent on undermining quite
legitimate trade union activity.

Brian.

What I want to know is,

have I been a victim of this
totally unacceptable intrusion

into my private life?

It's an interesting
question mr Lane,

but I don't see what relevance
it has to this investigation.

Ha!

So my answer is, no comment.

No comment.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I
have another appointment

with the select committee.

Oh, yes, wouldn't you know.

No comment. No comment.

I think we'll leave
it there for today.

I had a valid point to make.

Yes you did, and you made it.

- Did I or did I not?
- You did.

Didn't I have a valid point?

Yes, and you made it!

Hello?

More questions?

I hope this isn't
going to take long.

You said you weren't involved
with your father's union work.

All right.

Look, the truth is I
didn't want to go there.

I've had to go
through a lot dealing

with what happened to my dad.

So if I have to revisit
the time of his death,

then I think I'd rather
do it with a shrink

and not a detective.

No offence.

None taken.

I do understand
what you mean, Anita.

I lost my dad when I was 14

and I'm still working
it out, shrink and all.

Do you fancy a drink?

Yeah, I think I might
have gone off duty.

Oh, these trips down memory Lane

never do me any good at all.

40 years. Old frank wasn't a
bad-looking lad in those days.

And you, as frank
said in his speech,

you were an English Rose.

Oh, I know I should have
made it up with frank years ago,

and now he's hasn't got long.

Oh, that picnic,
he got plastered.

I bet that was one lost
day in his precious diary.

Of course!

The bugger always kept a diary.

I could get used
to a place like this.

Yep, the truth
is, I've got it all

but I still keep on striving,

churning out the books,

sweating over the reviews,

totting up the royalties.

You're just like me,

beavering away, waiting for
a pat on the head that says,

"yep, you've done
enough, daddy's pleased."

And now it's never
going to come.

And it may never have, anyway.

Surely he'd have
been very proud of you?

He'd have hated
the stuff I write.

My dad's idea of a good read
was Jack London or Maxim gorky.

He even thought orwell
was a bourgeois sell-out.

Anita, did anything in
your father's behaviour

suggest to you that he
thought that somebody

in his intimate circle
was spying on him?

Because at the time, there
was this strong suspicion

there was an mi5
mole in the union.

I made the tea,

I wrote slogans on placards,

I wasn't in the loop, Sandra.

Turn that light off!

If they're out
there, they'll know.

What? Who'll know what?

Shh!

[Water trickling]

If they're out there watching,

they'll know I'm
sweeping the house.

Sweeping it?

For bugs!

What?

Electronic listening devices!

That's ridiculous.

Brian, there is nobody
watching this house,

and you know it.

Esther, I've been a
policeman and a unionist.

No-one knows better
than I the length to which

these spooks will go to
obtain useful information.

You haven't got any
useful information.

What?

You haven't...

You have not got
any useful information.

You've no idea the lengths
to which these people will go!

Brian, that looks
incredibly dangerous.

You've been throwing your
pills away again, haven't you?

Don't be ridiculous.

I found one in the plant pot.

That was a slug pellet.

There aren't any
slugs in my house.

That's because they're
exceedingly good pellets.

[Elastic snapping]

Ohhh!

Come back to bed, Brian.

[Upbeat music playing]

Howzat! You see, I'm a
great loss to English cricket.

I mean, I've got the
talent but no coaching.

Morning, Gerry.

What did you do to your head?

Nothing.

I've been talking to Esther.

You've been a very bad boy.

Yeah, well Esther gets
some daft ideas in her head.

You haven't been
taking your medicine.

She doesn't understand, Gerry.

I can't go on poisoning
my system with chemicals.

The point is, your
system poisons itself

if it's left on its own.

Your body's churning
out dodgy chemicals

and that's why you
need these to level it out.

I'm all right, really.

No you're not, Brian.

I've got to tell you, mate,

you haven't been doing your job.

Oh, come on!

No, no, listen.

This team relies on you
to do the balls-aching crap,

like these accounts.

But you've been
dodging the column!

Yeah, well, it's difficult.

It's impossible if you don't
look after yourself properly.

Now, come on, take this.

Go on.

Here.

And no cheating.

Open wide.

No, again, come on, properly.

Yeah, good boy.

Now, we're gonna
carry on like this

and in no time at all,

you'll be back to your old self.

Which is quite bad enough.

[Siren blaring]

He was really bad this morning,

so I sent for the ambulance.

Let me know when I can see him.

If he'll let me.

Really, he'll want you to.

He was so glad you got in touch.

Thanks for this, Karen.

We'll take good care of it.

30th April, 1975,

total cheques and cash
received, £2,375.49.

Hold on, hold on, look.

14th may, £2,375.49
paid into bank.

There's a pattern emerging.

Not to me there's not.

Morning, Brian. Morning, Gerry.

Morning, Sandra. Morning, Jack.

Got frank's diaries.

He never used names
in his diaries, only initials.

Jw, bd, gm, ms, gh.

So, jw Joe Walsh, bd Brendan
dyer, gm George mccready.

What are the other initials?

Ms.

No, that doesn't
ring any bells at all.

Can you check
with dyer about that?

Yes, sure.

Listen to this, it's a corker.

Gm, that's mccready.

Late for meeting, looking
flustered, lipstick on collar.

Gh arrived just
after, breathless.

Halfway through meeting
before she realised

she hadn't done up
all her blouse buttons.

Now that's what I
call industrial action.

Mccready spent
his whole life under

the suspicion of
sexual impropriety.

Gh, who's gh?

Glynis heyford, the book-keeper.

She's all over these documents.

So we've got the treasurer
knocking off the book keeper

and 30 years on, misrepresenting
her as an incompetent.

Nice man.

I've got it!

This is an old-fashioned fraud.

It's called teeming and lading.

You take money out in cash,

and you make up the difference

by banking part of
next month's income

as if it was this month's.

So that's why the banking
was done a fortnight

after the accounts
were recorded.

Exactly.

But you can't keep
that up long, surely?

If you keep taking cash out,

there must be a deficit that

next month's income can't cover?

Sure. And if you're not
going to be caught out,

you need to make
up the deficiency

with lump-sum payments
from somewhere.

In this case, cheques
coming in from a bank

that's known to do a lot of
business with the Soviet union.

So Soviet cheques were coming in

and cash was surreptitiously
being taken out.

Joe Walsh couldn't
have set this up,

but he should have spotted it.

No, he wasn't into figures,

not a man for detail.

The way things
were run at the union,

it had to be the treasurer
and the book-keeper

working together.

I had a workplace liaison
with an older woman.

So what?

Good grief, people
were at it all the time.

We're talking about
your complicity in a fraud.

When Joe Walsh was found dead,

that seemed to
confirm his responsibility

for the financial
irregularities.

Nobody looked very
hard at the evidence,

but it is all there.

See if you can get a
prosecution going, then.

I know what you'll
get from the dpp.

Not in the public interest.

You think you're fireproof.

So you were the mi5
mole in the union?

Joe Walsh was on the
verge of bringing down

a labour government.

I did what I thought was right.

You haven't suffered
for it, have you my lord?

Joe Walsh wasn't only framed,

he died under
suspicious circumstances.

Now we've had a
pathologist look at the reports

and the photographs and she says

that he could have
been struck over the head

before he entered the water.

Now, wait a minute.

Since he wasn't
responsible for the fraud,

he hardly had a
motive for suicide.

We're treating this as
a murder investigation.

Now now, I cooked
the books for hmg,

but I didn't kill Joe.

That day in the office, I went
straight to a public meeting.

There were witnesses,
minutes taken, even,

if I remember
right, photographs.

We'll check.

If you must.

But if Joe really was murdered,

well?

I left him with Brendan
dyer the day he died.

Now, there was a
man with a motive.

He wanted Walsh's job?

Jealousy.

When Brendan was
on the picket line,

Joe was shagging his wife, Rose.

Of course I couldn't
have afforded this

on what I was earning.

Rose's aunt in New Zealand died

and she didn't have any kids,

so she left Rose a tidy
little sum for them days.

So, that's one
matter cleared up.

Now, we've been going
through frank Benson's diary.

Now, we've identified
most of the initials,

but there's one that
still puzzles us, Ms.

[Phone ringing]

Oh, sorry about that, excuse me.

Ms?

Yeah. Ms put his oar
in, same old bullshit,

got up jw's nose more than ever.

Brendan. That'll be trotsky.

Trotsky?

Yeah, that's what
Joe called him.

Mark somebody.

Mark seroyan, that's it.

Seroyan?

He was a student.

Fancied himself
as a political activist.

Was always flogging
newspapers down the dock gates.

Then when the strike kicked off,

well, it was all over us, right?

So we let him do the
photocopying, make the tea,

because he loved it and we
needed all the help we could get.

I think he thought it was
act one of the revolution.

And Joe Walsh didn't like him?

Nah. Joe was on strike in
order to save the docks, right?

The last thing he needed
was some kid running around

winding the lads up to
make impossible demands.

He would've gone ballistic

if he'd known about Anita.

Known what?

Well, Anita and him had a
bit of a do together, you know?

And Joe didn't know?

Like I said, there'd have
been trouble if he had.

Brendan, we're gonna
have to talk to Rose.

She's at home packing.

I'll write the address
down for you.

Thanks.

You'll have to be
quick, you know,

we are catching
the evening tide.

You hope.

Mccready told Sandra
that Joe Walsh and Rose

were having a bit of a thing.

Christ, I miss the '70s!

Sandra, yeah,
we've identified Ms.

A guy called Mark seroyan.

And we've just been told that he

was having a thing
with Anita Walsh.

Well, he's in for £20
million by Friday evening

or he's out.

I've got investors fighting
for a piece of this stadium.

They're in the office right now.

Well, the ball's in his court.

The Olympics are doing
wonders for the east end,

I believe, mr seroyan.

Well, if you take the risks,
you deserve the rewards.

The revolution's
been postponed, then?

Capitalism is revolution.

Marx understood that.

I mean look at the
docklands 30 years ago

and the docklands today.

"All that is solid
melts into air."

"All that is holy is profaned."

Communist manifesto, 1848.

But that's not what
we're here about.

You were involved with
the crane drivers' union

at the time of Joe
Walsh's death.

That's putting it strongly.

I was trying to influence
the line the union took,

and quite frankly, I
wasn't very successful.

Which is no bad thing
in the light of history.

We understand there was friction

between you and Joe Walsh.

Ha-ha! At the time, I
would have called it,

comradely disagreement.

Anita Walsh.

Ah, Anita.

Hasn't that kid done well?

I think she might be
worth more than me.

You had a relationship with her.

Student holds
hands with schoolgirl.

Not what I'd call
a relationship.

Where were you the
night Joe Walsh died?

With Anita actually.

I dragged her off to an
Italian film, the organiser.

Marcello mastroianni

as a 19th-century
trade unionist.

We snogged in the back row.

Ask her.

I thought we were
totally discreet.

When you're playing away,

someone always clocks it.

So you're confirming that you

had an affair with Joe Walsh?

They say power's an aphrodisiac.

It worked for me.

Joe was a very impressive man.

Did Brendan know?

No.

Does he know now?

If it had been anyone
else I would have told him,

and I would have felt better

in my conscience for doing so.

But Brendan worshipped Joe.

He loved him far
more than I ever did.

It would have been like

taking something
precious from him.

Well, we're going to have
to put it to Brendan now.

We're looking at
motives for murder.

Well, I'll tell him.

No, I'm sorry.

That's not how it works.

Brendan, this is going
to be very difficult for you,

but there's no way
I can wrap it up.

When did you find out that Rose

and Joe Walsh
were having an affair?

You what?

Rose confirmed it.

No, you're lying.

No, Brendan.

Well, I want to
talk to Rose then.

Yes, I can appreciate that,

but it's important
that you talk to us first.

This is a murder inquiry.

You can't, you can't
live with somebody

for 30 years and
just not know 'em.

That's the question.

Did you know at the time?

Of course not!

Otherwise everything would
have been different, wouldn't it?

Maybe everything was different.

Maybe you've been painting
a picture all these years,

protecting the memory
of a fallen comrade.

No!

Did you kill Joe Walsh?

No, no,

I didn't know
anything about this.

Look at me, you two have
just blown my whole world apart!

In your last interview,
you said that

on the night Joe Walsh died,

you left him in the office
while you went off to a meeting.

Who was that meeting with?

Well, we were
talking to the miners

and the railwaymen's union

about them coming
out in sympathy.

It all had to be
done on the quiet,

you know, because
we just assumed

that the union
was being spied on.

And can anyone
you met confirm this?

Yeah,

well, we are talking
about the leadership

of these unions 30 years ago.

They're all dead.

Yeah.

Brendan, your alibi is that
you had a secret meeting

with people who
are no longer with us.

My alibi?

Mark seroyan?

Where did you drag him up from?

He says you were both
at the pictures together

on the night of
your father's death.

Well, it's not something
you're likely to forget, is it?

So you can confirm that?

Sure.

I spent the entire evening
watching heroic workers

battling against the
repressive state apparatus,

as if I didn't get
enough of that at home,

whilst being groped
by a spotty student

who smelt of baked beans.

The first in a long line of
romantic disappointments.

Brendan was miles
away, the night Joe died.

I made sure of that,

because Joe and I were together.

Where was this?

In his office.

That's where we always met.

So you were together?

Yes.

And the doorbell
rang, but we ignored it.

And it kept on ringing,

then there was
banging on the door

and it was this young lad, Mark.

They used to call him trotsky.

Joe said I should go,

but I wanted to know what
was going on, so I stayed.

And Mark seemed very scared.

He wanted to talk
to Joe about Anita.

Apparently, they'd been
having a relationship.

I'm not your comrade,
you pathetic little tosser.

You're telling me you've been
sniffing round my daughter?

Joe was really losing it.

So what did you do then?

Well, I was afraid something
awful might happen.

Joe had a terrible temper.

[Man grunting]

Come on, you little toe rag!

And I kept thinking I
should do something.

And then Anita suddenly
turned up out of nowhere.

Dad, for god's sake,
you're killing him!

Get off!

Get him off me!

[Body thuds]

And he goes down.

Dad, dad, please!

I've killed him!

And then, the two
of them are talking.

Anita, please,
leave this with me.

I've killed him!

Come here, just go. Go!

You were never here, understand?

Just go, go!

Anita ran off and so did I.

But you never did
anything or told anyone?

He was dead.

What good could I have done?

And think of the harm.

Harm to Brendan, harm to Anita.

Think about it.

You should have gone
to the police, Rose.

Don't you think I've
questioned what I did

every single day of my
life for the last 30 years?

Okay, Jack.

Yeah, thanks, bye.

I'm sorry, Anita, but i'm
going to have to ask you

to accompany us to the station.

What?

I'm arresting you on suspicion
of murdering Joseph Walsh.

You do not have to say anything,

-but it may harm your
defence -i know all that by heart.

I've written it enough times.

You could make a macro of it.

Then you'd only
have to hit the one key.

Let's go.

A witness puts you on
the quayside with Walsh,

unconscious, perhaps dead.

Did you put him in the river?

That's not quite how it was.

After Anita went, I threw
the pipe into the river.

I thought, I don't know,
fingerprints, evidence,

I wanted to confuse things.

I needed to make it
look like an accident,

so I decided to pull Joe's
body into the water too.

Come on, you little,

[man shouting]

It was an accident.

He lost his balance.

He never came up again.

Did Anita know about this?

I only spoke to her the once

to make sure we
were on the same page

about where we were that night.

I wanted to tell her what
happened, try to explain,

but she was so angry with me.

You didn't tell her he
wasn't already dead?

I couldn't.

How could I tell
her what I'd done?

We didn't speak again.

You mean I didn't kill him?

No. He was alive
when you left the scene.

Whether the injury was
ultimately the cause of death,

I can't decide on that,

but we'll submit a report to
the crown prosecution service,

and then they'll decide
who gets charged with what.

A 30-year nightmare.

First thing this morning.

It's a result, but not
the one I expected.

Yes, well you look
after yourself, frank.

Jack, I never told you

how sorry I was about Mary.

Yeah, well, you don't need to.

I was more than sorry, Jack.

I was heartbroken.

I can say it now.

I was in love with her.

Ever and always.

Look, you don't have to,

I do, I need to tell you.

I tried to take her from you.

Bloody hopeless.

She did nothing wrong,
it was all on my side.

She kept it a secret
because of our friendship.

Not the strike, then?

Nah.

20 years of having the
world's happiest couple

shoved in my face,

I couldn't take it any more.

Mind you I still owe you a
bollocking over orgreave.

We'll I've survived
a few of those.

She was-

yes.

Best not leave it so
long next time, eh, Jack?

Best not.

So, I suppose you think

you're a bit of a
dark horse, eh, Mary?

Well, actually, I
knew all along.

I'm a detective, remember?

You didn't deceive me.

So, you've no secrets,
no reason to feel guilty.

You just sleep easy, eh?

Good night, love.

♪ It's all right, it's ok ♪

♪ 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 alright, doing fine ♪

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

♪ It's alright, I say it's ok ♪

♪ getting to the
end of the day ♪

♪ hi-tech, low-tech
take your pick ♪

♪ you can't teach an old
dog a brand new trick ♪

♪ I don't care
what anybody say ♪