All language subtitles for New.Tricks.S03E06.Bank.Robbery.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-squalor_Track03

Ladies and gentlemen,

today we need heroes
more than ever before.

The men and women
you will meet tonight

are bright stars
that light our way

in the darkness of an
increasingly confused,

blah-De-blah-De-blah,
Yah-De-Yah-De-Yah-da.

The last one to
the bar's a prat.

[Playful music]

Pete.

Pete!

Gerry standing,
I don't believe it.

I don't believe this.

I'm home, I am home in
england's green, a pleasant land!

Oi, oi, oi, leave it out,
you're not the pope!

17 years, 17 years
I've been away!

Yeah, well, save me the trip

down memory Lane, will you, son?

And in case it has
escaped your memory,

technically you are
still an escaped criminal.

Now come on!

Whoa, whoa!

Not so fast, Gerry,
I've got bunions.

Bunions?

Here, you've put on a bit
of suet, ain't you, Gerry?

The old barnet's
a bit thinner now!

Those bunions
give you jip, do they?

- Bloody agony.
- Yeah?

[Suitcase bangs]

Welcome home.

Gerry!

♪ It's all right, it's okay ♪

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

♪ it's all right, I
say, it's okay ♪

♪ listen to what I say ♪

♪ it's all right,
we're doing fine ♪

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

♪ it's all right, I
say, it's okay ♪

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

[Gerry] Come on,
how much further?

I'm not driving
you around all day.

- Stop!
- Eh?

[Pete] Stop!

[Gerry] What?

What the hell's going...

What's going on?

Where's the George and drag?

Hang on, where's
the bleeding road?

What have they done
with the east end, Gerry?

[Gerry scoffs]

[Upbeat marching band music]

Hit the wrong button.

That was "colonel bogey"
from bridge over the river kwai,

as interpreted by the band
of the grenadier guards.

He actually meant to play
Tom Jones singing "sex bomb."

[Sandra laughs]

It's me new laptop.

- Is it?
- Yeah, it's fully loaded.

It's got this amazing
music programme.

This kind of digital
music library.

I've converted my
entire collection

of long-playing band
marching records to mp3 format.

I've got the whole bloody
lot on my hard drive.

Look, it's incredible!

Each individual sound
wave is transmogrified.

Brian, Brian.

Not that I don't find

this conversation
endlessly fascinating,

but do you think we
could reschedule it

for a more convenient time?

Not at all.

When do you fancy?

How about when
hell freezes over?

Where's Gerry?

And don't say emergency
dental work again, it demeans you.

He's gone to see an informant

to follow up a line of inquiry.

Oh, yeah?

Rang him last
night to say he had

some fresh information
on the finsbury park job.

April 26th, 1987.

A three-man team
hit the gs bank.

It was a right botch-up.

They left without any money.

Probably because
one of the cashiers

had his face blown away.

Had all the hallmarks
of one ray cook.

[Sandra] Ray cook.

[Brian] They could never
pin it on him, though.

I heard him on the radio
coming into work this morning.

How having a history as
a psychopathic gangster

qualifies you to be a
celebrity is beyond me.

Well, he's a
respected author now.

Yeah, and I'm a virgin.

This informant of
Gerry's, is he reliable?

Oh, yeah.

Mm-hmm.

Can't wait.

You're probably wondering
what brought me back.

[Gerry] Not really.

It's my son Danny's
18th on Thursday.

[Gerry] So, what exactly am I
looking for down here, Pete?

I haven't seen him
or Linda in 17 years.

I couldn't not be there.

- Not for my lad's 18th.
- Urgh.

This is like
looking for a needle

in a very dark, very
smelly haystack.

I knew it'd be risky,
so I thought to myself,

"if you give that
nice Mr. Standing

something he'll appreciate,

he'll make sure nothing
remiss happens."

Stand-up standing
we used to call you.

[Gerry] Here, hold on.

Hold on!

A-ha!

There you go!

Have a look at that.

So, what is it?

Search me, all I was told is

everything you need
to know was down there.

Oh, no, don't tell
me that's a souvenir.

A tape.

Oh.

Hold on, there's
something else down here.

Well, have a dig around.

Might be something important.

There you go.

Pete?

Pete?

[Comical, defeated music]

He's gone again,
the little bugger!

[Upbeat, whimsical music]

You going to play
with that thing all day?

[Laughing]

I've just been going
through the original file.

Cook's got a rock-solid alibi.

Which was?

He was in the London hospital

at his beloved
mother's deathbed.

Says who?

His signature.

Mr. R cook on the
organ release form.

Funny how his sort
always love their mothers.

Quite happy to kill
anybody else's, of course.

We just don't have
any evidence to nail him.

I'm back bearing gifts.

Oh, where have you been?

[Gerry] Have a look at this.

Oh, 12-bore,
double-barrelled shotgun.

Hm.

Sawn off to 10 inches.

The weapon of choice
for your career bank robber

in the late '80s,
including ray cook.

Who was at his
dear mother's bedside

at the time of the robbery.

Oh, charming.

What's that?

- It's a tape.
- Of what?

I don't know,
kajagoogoo's greatest hits?

Oh, come on, we've
got to have a go.

All right, we'll do it.

I just don't want any cock-ups.

That shooter goes
straight to ballistics.

And the tape should
be logged, bagged

and sent to the
forensic audiologist.

I don't want anyone
mucking around with this stuff.

Is that clear?

- Yep.
- Absolutely.

Oh!

[Jack] Oh, Gerry!

Do you think I don't know?

This is original cctv
footage of the raid.

Now, outside, there was a
driver in a white transit Van

that had been stolen in
chiswick the previous week.

Now, the other two guys who
we can see here were both armed,

one with a sawn-off
shotgun, the other a handgun.

Now, here's our man.

Now, just watch
what happens next.

They start to
threaten the cashiers,

who duly oblige by
emptying the tills.

[Sandra] Who's that
arguing with the shooter?

Phil Henderson.

Phil Henderson,
the have-a-go hero.

Brave bloke.

Bloody idiot!

Why's he risking his life to
protect someone else's money?

The bank's insured.

That's a little cynical, Sandra!

I suppose the charitable
view would be that

he feels some old-fashioned

sense of responsibility,
selflessness.

[Dramatic music]

And the vicious git who
did that is still out there.

That could have been ray
cook a couple of decades ago.

Sawn-off shotgun, same
build, same sort of crime.

His autobiography's out.

"The hardest geezer in town."

I got it at the airport today.

Airport?

Yeah, my grass came back.

Pete mackintyre.

Holiday?

[Laughs] Hardly.

He jumped prison in '88 and
he spent the rest of the time

ducking and diving
all over the world.

And he's back because?

His son's 18th.

He wants to be there.

How heart-warming.

So, you were the
welcoming committee

for a convicted criminal

who's been on the run
for the last 18 years?

Yeah.

Well, you'd better pray that
the evidence you brought in

helps us nail ray cook.

Guv, guv?

This information wasn't free.

Sure, Gerry.

As long as you're okay
with the official procedure

for registering informants.

Bring him in, give
him a risk assessment,

formal contract, pseudonym,

and then put him
on the database.

And then present me with
the appropriate receipts.

Shouldn't be a problem.

[Humorous music]

[Laughing]

Bloody hell.

Gerry standing.

Hello, Linda.

Don't tell me another
wife's slung you out.

Oh, no, no.

Listen, have you seen Pete?

Are you having a laugh?

No, not really.

You'd better come in.

Thank you.

Switch the telly off, love.

This is my son, Danny.

- Hiya.
- Hello, Danny.

What's wrong, Gerry?

Has something happened to him?

No, no, no, but he's back.

He hasn't been in touch?

Not so much as a
phone call or a postcard,

not for 17 bleeding years.

Well, I picked him
up from the airport,

then he buggered off again.

Oh, these are for you
and Danny from Pete.

It's his birthday on Thursday.

We're having a party.

Yeah, Pete said.

He remembered.

You should never have let
him get banged up, Gerry.

Prison is no place for a grass.

He was guilty!

Since when does that
make a blind bit of difference?

He must have been terrified
in there, and because of that,

my son's had to grow
up without a father.

Did he know ray cook?

Pete knew everyone.

That was his business,
other people's secrets.

That stuff can get you
killed, though, can't it?

Where is he, Gerry?

Are you being straight with me?

No, no, he's all
right, he'll turn up.

Look, if you hear anything,
give us a call, will you?

- Okay.
- Cheers.

I'll let myself out.

Actually, I'm trying to trace a,

what do you call it?

Organ donor release form.

Yeah, signed by ray cook
on April the 26th, 1987.

Yeah, that's right.

[Laughing]

Hey, hey, hey, the robbery.

On the tape, it's the robbery!

Yeah, yeah, well, as
quick as you can, please.

Thank you.

Have a listen through these.

It's a bit unclear, but
you can just make out

what sounds like
shouting and hollering.

Then there's a bang.

It's a sawn-off, I'll
stake my life on it.

[Gunshot bangs on tape]

He's right.

I think he's right!

I'm always right.

For I am the man
they call Brian Lane.

Blimey, I'm impressed.

It normally takes forensics

eight weeks to return anything.

[Laughs] Yeah.

You did send it off, Brian?

Well, actually...

I'm sorry.

I thought I'd made
myself perfectly clear,

but apparently not.

Or is it that you've
simply shown

a flagrant disregard for
police procedure again?

No, guv'nor, I haven't.

I sent the tape yesterday.

I delivered it by hand.

I just downloaded it
first onto my computer.

You know, like colonel
bogey, remember?

I don't care how much of
a resident genius you are,

I will not tolerate
insubordination

on a major murder inquiry.

Bloody clever, though.

We've got a tape
recording of the robbery.

Ah, is cook on it?

[Sandra] Can't tell yet.

Well, tread carefully.

He may be a vicious psychopath,

but the public love him
and he interviews very well.

Who have you spoken
to from the original team?

No one as yet.

There was a dci braithwaite
who led the inquiry,

but he died in January.

And then ds Rob petty,
who was second in command.

Oh, that shit-bag.

Ah.

Well, I'm sure you'll
act with discretion,

regardless of any
personal feelings.

Six o'clock tonight?

I'll pick you up.

Oh, no, no, don't
worry, I'll get a taxi.

[Strickland] Oh, well,
I thought we were

going to have a
quick drink first.

Well, I don't think i'm
going to have much time,

but thank you.

Okay.

- I'll see you at 6:30, then.
- Okay.

[Brian] What's he look
like, this Geoff lyons?

No idea.

Is he still working
for the bank?

Not any more.

He was the bank's
head of security

at the time of the murder.

- Jack halford?
- Geoff lyons?

Yeah.

Oh, thank you
for helping us out.

This is a colleague
of mine, Brian Lane.

Ah.

How do you do?

It's all fixed,
they're expecting us.

More cameras than
there used to be,

but it hasn't really changed.

Halford?

Did we ever meet
through the memorial trust?

Your ex-job?

Yeah, left in '85.

Where would ex-coppers be
without the security industry?

In the back garden
with a watering can.

[Mysterious music]

[Geoff] Well, gentlemen,
come this way.

I'm sure we'll be able to sort
you out, one way or another.

The electronic
lock on this door.

Wasn't working, was it?

Oh, the engineers had recently
fitted a new alarm system.

It was a bit temperamental.

It's all in the
original investigation.

Anyway, I was area head of
security, so I got the blame.

Sacked?

Yeah.

I'm a travel agent now.

Worse thing that can happen is

someone's luggage ends
up in Reykjavik. [Laughs]

This way.

It was a terrible thing.

Terrible.

Have you met him yet?

Ray cook?

No, not yet.

Our paths crossed
a couple of times.

He's a nasty piece of work.

Then he gets an o-level,
tells a few jokes on the telly

and now he's a darling
of the cocktail set.

I hope you can make
this one stick, I really do.

[Buzzing]

Or they could have been
buzzed through, of course.

Sorry?

The cashier presses a
buzzer under the desk

and the door opens.

Someone could have
buzzed the robbers through.

You talking about an inside man?

They interviewed
everybody here, including me.

And?

Well, nothing.

Everyone was as
clean as a whistle.

Has anyone checked our
have-a-go hero Phil Henderson?

What, the victim?

Yeah, just 'cause he was killed

doesn't mean he wasn't involved.

Check out his pob, where he
grew up, et cetera, et cetera.

And see if he could have
crossed paths with ray cook.

Yeah, all right.

Jack, could I have a word?

Am I a cynic?

I mean, I know it goes
with the job and everything-

- do you drink too much?
- No.

- Do you take backhanders?
- No.

Do you beat your wife?

Unlikely scenario, but no.

Then you've nothing
to worry about.

You're just doing your job.

Sometimes wonder what
the job is doing to me.

Ah.

Ah!

Eureka!

Hoxton!

[Both] Hoxton?

[Gerry] Both ray cook and Phil
Henderson come from hoxton.

That is more than a coincidence.

[Child roars]

[Chattering]

[Children roaring]

Mr. Cook?

Excuse me?

Ah, morning, gentlemen, and
the beautiful lady, of course.

Jack halford, Gerry
standing, Brian Lane,

and I'm detective
superintendent Sandra Pullman.

Charmed.

This is sue from save
the sumatran tiger.

[Ray roars]

You'll be shocked to hear that

there are people
who are prepared

to cut the genitalia off
these beautiful beasts

and re-market it
as an aphrodisiac

for some lazy, fat ponce
who can't get his leg over.

But apparently
you can go all night.

Drives the ladies crazy.

Takes them to a
different place entirely.

Such as finsbury park, 1987?

Just a minute, sue.

I think you're a little out
of touch with this, Sandra.

I'm a best-selling author,

not some toe-rag you
can jump on day or night

whenever the fancy takes you.

Now, if you want an appointment,

you go and ring
my secretary, okay?

[Fast-paced, mysterious music]

Come on, you little monsters,

let's get the show
on the road, yeah?

- Lovely.
- Ray.

[Children roaring]

We're investigating
a bank robbery.

Whoa.

It's not too serious,
apart from the fact

that some bloke
got his face shot off.

Okay, give you five.

We found a gun.

Oh, good for you.

Yeah, sawn-off 12-bore.

You always fancied a
sawn-off, didn't you, ray?

The old urban cowboy
shooting the ceiling tiles out.

Listen to me, you mugs,

that finsbury park job
was a bloody disgrace.

They left empty-handed,

and they decorated the
gaff with some prat's face.

Does that sound
like a ray cook job?

My name and
reputation is my brand.

It's my business, okay?

Interview over.

[Gerry] We still need to know

what you were doing that day.

Now, I'm only going
to say this once.

On April 26th, 1987,
my mother breathed

her last painful breaths
in a London hospital.

Now, following a
massive aneurism,

she suffered bravely and
in great pain until the end.

Now, where do you
think I was that day?

Do you think I was out
doing some poxy bank job,

or at my mother's bedside?

It was my mother dying in
the hospital, you bastards!

Cameras may love
you, ray, but I don't.

Now, if you shot Phil
Henderson, I'm going to prove it,

and then it won't
be some tiger's nuts

that'll need saving,
it'll be yours.

[Ray laughs]

What's funny?

Not funny, just amusing, Sandra.

Care to share it?

Yeah, I mean, there's you,

the hard-arsed
fast-tracked female copper

and me, the
glamorous former villain.

I mean, it's all
role playing, isn't it?

How's that, then?

I mean, let me ask you.

What do you see
when you look at me?

I mean, do you see a
villain, or you see a man?

A man who had
the bottle to go out

and grab what he
wanted out of life.

No matter what your
mothers teach you,

men like me excite
women like you.

We make your pulses race.

Oh, yeah, you know, you may
spend your life hunting us down,

but you still want
to have our kids.

Now, a more educated
man than myself

might find that somewhat ironic.

[Sandra laughs]

See you soon, ray.

Yeah, can't be too soon, mate.

[Ray laughs]

What do you want?

Will you sign this for
the wife, please, ray?

If you paid
for it, I'll sign it.

Actually, I nicked
it off my mate.

Yeah, I'm not
surprised, you villain.

Will you put "to
Esther, with love"?

To Esther,

with love,

ray cook.

Smashing.

- Yeah, enjoy it.
- Thank you.

All I'm saying is
he's got a point.

Why blow away
your own inside man?

Because ray cook's a
nasty, raving psychopath,

and that's reason
enough in my book.

Yeah, but he still has an alibi.

Bollocks to his alibi.

Once Phil was no
longer useful, bang!

Dead men don't talk.

And the original inquiry didn't

make the connection
between Phil and ray.

[Sandra] No, because they
never suspected the victim.

They weren't cynical enough.

Oh, knockout!

Sandra, you look enchanting.

Cheers, Jack.

She's going out
with Mr. Strickland.

Where to?

You're not my dad, it's
none of your business.

Fair enough.

But I want you in by 10:30.

[Laughing]

Gerry, have you
talked to Rob petty yet?

And have you tracked
down Pete mackintyre?

[Brian laughs]

Why are you laughing?

His mother's dying.

Oh, dear.

Bye.

Have a good time.

I can't believe
her and strickland.

It's work.

[Gerry scoffs]

He was oozing all over her,
all over my bleeding desk.

[Jack] Nonsense.

I bet you he's
trying to pull her.

Let's follow her and find out.

I can't, I'm snowed under.

50.

100 and you're on.

Brian?

Get your coat.

[Mysterious music]

Put your foot down
or we'll lose her.

It's a built-up area.

[Gerry scoffs]

"On April 26th, 1987,

my mother was breathing
her last painful breaths."

Ah, there she is, there
she is, I can see her.

"She suffered bravely and in..."

He was quoting from
his autobiography.

That man's got an
ego bigger than essex.

Jack, you got those
witness statements?

At the office.

A doctor and two nurses
stated they saw him

at his mother's
bedside about 11:50am.

And he signed an organ
release form just after she died.

What time did she die?

1:10 in the afternoon.

Yeah, and the bank
raid kicked off at 12:42.

So, he's in the clear.

[Gerry] Hey, what
we stopping for?

[Jack] Relax, will you?

Look over there.

[Gerry] I can't see anything.

She's presenting an award.

It's the hero of
the year dinner.

What, and you knew?

Yes, and you owe me 100 quid.

Git.

Anyway, I still reckon
he wants to slip her one.

Let's go and see
what's going on.

Ladies and gentlemen,
before we start our presentation,

I'd like to introduce you to
our speaker for this evening.

She's a lady who's
been working very hard

with a very
successful ucos team.

Detective chief
superintendent Sandra Pullman.

[Audience applauding]

Hello, Gerry.

On duty?

Guarding us vips?

Twat.

Sorry, did you say something?

What?

Did you call me a prat?

Me?

No.

Ask the lads.

I called you a twat.

- [Cymbal crashes]
- Ladies and gentlemen,

today we need heroes
more than ever before.

Sandra's done a
marvellous job with ucos.

The results are second to none.

- It's a crack squad.
- Are bright stars

that light our way
in the darkness

of an increasingly
confused and violent society.

And I sincerely
hope that this award

demonstrates the value...

- Get off!
- [Grunting]

Of selflessness in a society...

[Exciting music]

- Come on, then!
- [Grunting]

Considered...

Considered by many to
be selfish and uncaring.

[Man] Come on, get him!

The immense personal courage

displayed by PC John finten

in apprehending an
armed criminal single...

[Grunting]

Ladies and gentlemen,
PC John finten!

[Audience applauding]

What the hell's going on?

Go home now, or I will kill you!

Who are you?

Dci Rob petty.

Oh.

Nice to meet you.

[Peaceful music]

I'll be in touch.

I'm very sorry about Gerry,

he's under a lot of
pressure at work, home.

And he's experienced quite
a bit of serious dental work.

It's okay.

I'm embarrassed,
it was stupid of me.

What was it all about?

God knows.

Ancient history.

Which way you going?

- North-west.
- So am I,

come on, I'll give you a lift.

Oh, most kind of you.

- Here, allow me.
- Thank you.

[Rob] I'm just glad to be
out of there, to be honest.

[Sandra] Yeah, me too.

Why'd you go?

I'm a hero.

Yes, I know,
difficult to believe.

The croydon bank raid, 1980.

You know about it?

Yeah, I've been doing
a lot of reading up

on ray cook recently.

Ray started shooting.

Chris was in the way.

He's the guy I was with earlier.

I ran in and...

Tried to get the gun?

And failed.

I got an award.

Chris got a wheelchair.

So, you have a bit of a
history with Mr. Cook, then?

Yeah, you could
put it like that.

I never did manage to
get the man sent down,

despite everything that
happened with Chris.

So, why the sudden
interest in cook, anyway?

We've re-opened the
finsbury park bank case.

Really?

Mm, new information.

Actually, I was hoping
to bump into you tonight.

It would be really handy if you

came along to the
office and talked to us.

Anything.

Anything to put ray cook behind
bars, you can count on me.

Ah.

You and I are going
to get along very well.

Come on, Brian.

Hang on, listen.

"Richard, on the other hand,
was a little goody-goody.

Never did anything wrong.

So I made my
step-brother's life so crap

that he disappeared
when he was 16

and went to live with his mum."

Ray cook had a step-brother?

I didn't know that.

Yeah, Richard cook.

That's Richard with an r.

Yes, I know how
you spell Richard.

Yes, I know you know.

What was the exact signature
on the organ donor form?

- R cook.
- R cook.

So, what if it was Richard
that signed the form,

and not ray?

Brian, you might have
blown ray cook's alibi

clean out of the water.

Come on.

[Brian] Oi!

Brian!

Watch out for cyclists.

Dickhead.

Wanker.

Oh, hello.

Must be Pete's phone.

- Got it.
- Got what?

Eileen cook's
organ release form.

Where?

Just picked it up.

[Jack] You're right,
they're different.

I'll ring Sandra.

And tell her we now
have incontrovertible proof

that Ray's alibi is
a load of old balls.

Nurse Abrahams has
confirmed your theory, Brian.

Ray cook never
signed those forms.

Good work.

Graphic equaliser.

If that's a term of endearment

on your planet of origin,
I'll accept it gratefully.

I've got a built-in
graphic equaliser.

Listen to what happens
when I play our tape through it.

[Henderson] What's going on?

What's going on?

That's Henderson
arguing with the gunman.

[Henderson] Ray,
what's going on?

- He's saying, "ray."
- Ray.

What's going on?

Clear as day,
he's saying, "ray."

Gerry, I want to see you now!

[Henderson] Ray?

You've seriously
disappointed me, Gerry.

If you have a personal
grievance against another officer...

If Gerry hadn't bought
Ray's autobiography,

we'd have never
have cracked his alibi.

That's no excuse for
thumping Rob petty

in front of 500 assembled vips.

What is it between
those two anyway?

Who knows?

Some bad blood best forgotten.

[Strickland] Consider
this a formal warning.

He wants to nominate
me for next year's awards.

[Jack] Here we are, then.

Two brown sauce.

- Thank you.
- Cheers, Jack.

[Jack] One red.

[Brian] Ta.

You're telling me that
petty is coming in here?

What exactly is your
problem with him?

He's got stupid hair.

What?

Look, I don't
want to discuss it.

But he deserved it, right?

It goes back to the '70s.

He saved his mate's life.

That croydon job was a disaster.

Listen, any police
operation has failed

if you put your men or
yourself in that kind of danger.

No, he instinctively
risked his own neck

to save a
colleague's life, that's-

part of the job, guv.

[Phone rings]

[Mysterious music]

Hello?

Who's that?

Hello?

Jack halford.

How are you?

Brian Lane.

Brian.

Oh, hello again.

And I believe you
know Gerry standing.

Yeah, and I owe you an apology.

I was bloody stupid.

I don't know what got into me.

Oh, it's okay, I must have
misheard you, anyway.

Cheers.

Oh, listen, listen, you still
got that Austin-healey sprite?

God, no.

Nothing sadder than an
old bloke buzzing around

in a two-seater soft-top, eh?

- Yeah.
- [Rob chuckles]

So, what triggered this
new investigation, then?

We found a gun.

A gun?

Yeah, one of Gerry's
old informants.

You picked ray cook
up after the croydon job,

but you never found a gun, yeah?

So, maybe he used the weapon

seven years later
in finsbury park?

It's possible.

So, where did you find it?

You must really hate
that ray cook, eh?

Chris will never walk again.

Phil Henderson
had his face shot off.

Let's say he's not top of
my Christmas card list, eh?

[Phone ringing]

Excuse me.

Oh.

Nothing urgent.

Listen, thanks for coming in

and I'm very sorry
about your mate.

Well, do you want
me to look at the gun?

No, no, you can't.

It's still with
ballistics, innit?

Can we give you a bell
when we get it back?

Yeah, yeah, course.

Well, that'll be smashing,
thanks very much.

I'll catch up with you, Rob.

Yeah.

Cheers, see you later.

What was that all about?

He knows Pete mackintyre.

Pete left his phone in my car.

He rang Pete.

Now, when I phoned him
back, he didn't answer.

Rob?

Do you know Pete mackintyre?

Yes, he was an informant
for me in the 1980s.

He's...

He's just got back
in the country.

How do you know that?

His wife Linda called me,

said he wanted to talk
to me about something.

I can text you his
number, if you like?

Oh, cheers, yeah, thanks,
that'd be very helpful.

My pleasure.

- See you soon, I hope.
- Okay, bye.

Happy?

He admits to knowing him.

Listen, Linda hasn't seen
Pete mackintyre for 17 years.

There is no way she could
give him his phone number.

Someone's been telling porkies.

Yeah.

"With exemplary bravery

and without a
thought for his own..."

Blah, blah, blah.

Here, look at this, Jack.

Sodding Rob petty.

That's Geoff lyons.

Ex-security man at the bank.

[Mysterious music]

Right.

- Come on!
- [Car horn blares]

Right.

- Idiot!
- [Car horn blares]

What's going on?

Right.

[Woman] Get out the way!

[Man] Get off the
road, you idiot!

Right.

Mm-hmm.

[Brian] I'll be able
to use me firewire.

[Jack] I see.

[Brian] Ah, me phonos.

Now all I need is me bnc.

[Peaceful music]

Okay, fine, thank you very much.

I think we've got enough
to give cook another tug.

Yeah, well, don't start
popping the champagne yet.

That was ballistics.

And?

The wadding and the pellets

match the cartridge
from the recovered gun.

So, it was the murder weapon?

But there are no prints.

So, he wiped the gun clean.

He'd just killed someone
with it, it's hardly surprising.

But if we can't tie
cook up to the gun,

we haven't got any evidence.

We can disprove cook's alibi,

we can tie him in
with Henderson,

and we've got
Henderson saying "ray"

just before he was shot.

Oh, have we indeed?

You know we have, you
played it to me, remember?

I heard it with my own ears.

Right.

I'm going to have a
chat with our Mr. Cook.

[Gerry] Jack?

Come and have a look at these.

Rob petty receiving his
hero of the year award.

Geoff lyons.

And again, and again, and again.

When petty left newham,
he moved to croydon Nick,

where his dci was
one Geoffrey lyons.

They were both
on the croydon raid,

along with Chris Collins, the
guy in the wheelchair here.

In 1985, lyons quit the met

and became a
security consultant.

So, how come you didn't
make this connection, Brian?

Because unlike the universe,

my memory isn't
constantly expanding.

I have to draw the
line somewhere.

First petty knows cook,
then Pete, and now lyons.

I mean, think about it.

They've both got the
right hump with cook

because of the croydon raid.

So, when lyons becomes
head of security at the bank,

they've got the
perfect opportunity

to organise a blag,
and fit cook up.

Yeah, but you're
forgetting something.

Phil Henderson identifies
ray cook on the tape.

Mm.

[Audience applauding]

All made up and nowhere to go.

Sandra, you just can't
keep away, can you?

Thank you, ray.

Thanks, doll.

I know you weren't at your
mother's deathbed, ray,

and I can prove it.

[Woman] Rehearsal, please.

We're ready for you, Mr. Cook.

I think your TV interview's
gonna have to wait,

don't you think, ray?

[Woman] We've got a show to do.

Yeah, gotta go out, darling.

He'll be back in a tick.

[Sandra sighs]

You know, Gerry,
all the time and effort

we've spent analysing that tape,

we've never asked
ourselves the simple question.

How it came to exist?

Well, maybe one of the
villains wanted a souvenir.

But why?

What would be the point?

It would be incriminating
evidence against yourself.

Yeah, and against the others.

What, blackmail?

Insurance, maybe.

Well, it'd give you
a bit of leverage

if the shit hit the
fan, wouldn't it?

What sort of a mind
would work like that?

Well, Pete mackintyre,
for instance.

Wearing a wire was
second nature to him,

but he was inside at the time.

And he's a grass,
not a bank robber.

What Nick was he in?

Right, ready to roll.

I've matched sound to picture.

Now, watch what happens
here, and listen carefully.

[Man] Let me see your hands!

Brian, we already know all this.

Patience, Gerry.

[Man] Come on!

[Ominous music]

[Henderson] Ray.

What's going on?

Now, let's try the
same thing again,

but zooming in on Henderson.

Ray, what's going on?

Ray?

You know, the first
time he says "ray",

it's a definite statement,
but the second.

Ray?

Yeah, look at the face.

It's more of a question.

Exactly.

He thought it was ray
cook, just like they'd planned.

But then he realises
something's gone wrong.

He twigs it's not ray.

At which point, bang!

Then who the hell was it
that shot Phil Henderson?

Bloody Nora!

What?

Your mate Pete mackintyre
was not banged up

on the day of the robbery.

Where was he, then?

He was released for the day,

under the proviso of
identifying unsolved burglaries.

Bloody hell, clear-ups.

In fact, two inmates
were signed out

from edgware that day.

Pete mackintyre
and one lol greaves,

and both by the same officer.

Oh, don't tell me.

Rob petty?

In one.

So, there's your
three robbers then.

Pete, lol greaves and Rob petty.

Well, we'll never
get lol greaves.

He was found hanging in his cell

two weeks after Pete went awol.

You know, I've got
a horrible feeling

that the shooter was Pete.

Why?

Well, he didn't know
anything about guns.

He couldn't handle them.

I bet you any money
you like he panicked.

I'm gonna check
this out with Linda.

[Audience applauding]

Yeah, done up or undone,
what do you think's best?

-Undone, -undone, okay.

And the tie should be
done up or undone?

Undone.

[Woman giggles]

Whoops.

I'll be back for
you in a minute.

Yeah, okay.

So, that lovely
passage in your book

about the death of
your beloved mother

was actually a
load of old Fanny.

Ah, look, I didn't
exactly sign the forms,

but I was by her side most
of the, well, some of the time.

Yeah, yeah, but then you left

for a prior engagement
in finsbury park.

Look, Sandra, I have told you

I had nothing
whatever to do with that.

And I should believe
that why exactly?

Look, look, Sandra, i'm
going to come clean with you,

because I'm a busy
man, and quite frankly,

you're beginning
to get on my tights.

Now, Phil Henderson was my man.

I had planned to do the job,

but some bunch of two-Bob
amateurs beat me to it.

Now, some tosspot
pretending to be me,

I wanted to waste him.

But I don't know
what happened to him.

I looked for him everywhere,

he disappeared off
the face of the earth.

Ba-boom, pah, that's it.

Finished.

- Are we okay?
- Yeah, yeah, okay, yeah.

Okay, but piss off for now.

Yeah, bit of talking to do.

Right, anything else
on your mind, darling?

So, where did you go
after you left the hospital?

Down the bookies,

hook up with a fancy
woman, down the pub?

No, no.

To the bank to Rob it.

To shoot someone.

Ray, you keep telling
me that you didn't do it,

but we both know you weren't
with your mother when she died.

Okay, I went to the hospital
tavern across the road.

The landlord's a
geezer called big Davey.

Now, he'll confirm it.

So, why did you lie and say
you were still with your mum?

'Cause I adored that woman, I
adored her, she was my mum.

And she was the finest woman
that god ever put breath into,

and I wasn't there
when she died,

and I should have been!

Yeah, you were at
the boozer instead.

Listen, don't mock me, Sandra,

you don't know what it's like

seeing your mother lying
there, wasted day after day.

So, yeah, I got a bit weak,

I went to the boozer for
a bit of Dutch courage.

And I should have
been there and I wasn't.

I'm sorry, mum, I'm so sorry.

So much for the
hardest geezer in town.

Didn't even have the
guts to stay by the side

of your dying mother
without a drink inside you.

It's pathetic.

Be lucky.

[Danny] Mum?

Where is he, Linda?

I don't know, I told you-

don't lie to me!

Look, we all know
Pete was involved

in the finsbury park
bank raid in '87.

And he came here
that day, didn't he?

Now, did he come with a
police officer called Rob petty?

Well, did he?

Him and some other bloke
that I'd never seen before.

Pete just looked petrified.

Petty let him say goodbye.

And then Pete
went to the wardrobe

and got out one of
them tape machines.

Tape machine?

Yeah.

But he was all
fingers and thumbs,

and he kept saying,
"help me, linds!"

But I couldn't.

I couldn't even give him a hug.

I just knew something was wrong.

You don't know the half of it.

God.

Yes, thank you, Mrs. Lyons.

Have a good day.

Lyons' wife reckons
he's just sprung

a last-minute
business trip abroad.

Our travel agent's
gone travelling.

Think you can find him?

You know, it could've
been the perfect crime.

A bank raid
organised by a copper,

and two faces
supposedly banged up.

With everything
pointing to ray cook.

And it all went tits up
when Henderson was shot.

Better let the guv'nor
know what's occurring.

[Mysterious music]

[Sandra] Hi.

Hello, Sandra.

- [Phone rings]
- Oh, sorry, hang on.

Jack?

Ray cook is innocent.

Yeah, I know that.

That's not all.

There is strong
evidence to suggest

that he was framed by Rob petty.

Okay, thanks.

Bye.

Good news?

Not really, no.

I was watching ray
cook on the telly earlier,

the smug bastard.

I was hoping you'd have
him locked up by now.

Ray cook didn't do
the finsbury park job.

No way.

Afraid not.

It seems it's one he didn't do.

So, who do you think did it?

Apparently he was fitted up.

Why did you never say that
you were a friend of Geoff lyons?

Well, you never asked me.

All right.

Geoff was my guv'nor at croydon,

and one of the best bloody
coppers I ever met in my life.

We kept in touch after he left,

and when I found out
that Phil Henderson

was working at one of his
banks, I went and warned him.

I said, "sack him,
Geoff, he's a plant.

Ray cook's gonna do the bank."

But he never did sack him.

So, you're suggesting that
Geoff lyons robbed his own bank

and made it look
like a ray cook job?

I'm not suggesting
anything, Sandra.

I'm just coming clean
about all that I know.

And it's much
appreciated, thank you.

Bingo!

Lyons is booked onto
the six o'clock flight

to malaga out of stansted.

It's a one-way ticket.

Right, let's get to the airport.

I'll rustle up a few
bodies to give us a hand.

Would you mind
popping up to the office

for a couple of minutes?

Anything I can do to help.

There's a few
things I want to...

Oh!

[High intensity music]

[Jack] Guv?

[Gerry] Sandra!

What's going on?

What happened?

Gerry, watch out!

[Car tyres screeching]

- Are you all right?
- Yeah.

Brian, get to the airport.

Come on, let me take you inside.

[Sandra] I'm fine,
I'm just a bit winded.

Oh, don't worry about me, then!

[Gerry grunts]

[Announcer] This is a
security announcement.

Passengers are reminded
to keep their luggage

and personal
belongings with them

- at all times.
- Excuse me.

Geoff lyons?

You're nicked.

I love doing that.

Love it, love it, love it!

You all right?

Yeah, I'm all
right, you all right?

Oh, yeah, I'll be all right.

Ooh, you're such a
big, brave boy, Gerry!

And a fine judge of character,

I told you about
petty, didn't I?

- Mm.
- He's rubbish,

always was, always will be.

Here you are, get that down you.

Cheers, Jack.

Brian's nabbed
lyons at the airport.

And I've put out a
nationwide apb on petty,

and on Pete mackintyre.

Well, you don't
need one on Pete.

We know exactly
where he's gonna be.

Yeah, at his son's 18th.

Come on, we've
got to go to a party.

Ooh.

Cheers, team.

[Knocking on door]

Mr. Standing.

Come in, join the party.

Bring your friends.

In you go, in you go,
make yourselves at home.

Right, let's get you
sorted with some drinks.

- Pete, no.
- No, hang on.

You gotta meet the birthday boy.

Danny, where are you?

This is, Danny-boy, my
Danny-boy, he's 18 today.

Happy birthday, Danny.

You know, this is the
happiest day of my life.

I'm so glad you could
be here to share it

- with me, Mr. Standing.
- Pete, Pete.

This isn't strictly
a social visit.

Yeah, all right.

Should we adjourn
to the kitchen?

-We've come about- -me shooting

Phil Henderson, I know.

Jack halford, and
our boss, ds Pullman.

Pleased to meet you, I
look forward to my arrest.

- [Gerry snorts]
- Can I get you all a drink?

Yeah, I'll have a beer, yeah.

But why did you
lead me to the gear,

when you were the shooter?

I wanted petty behind
bars for what he did to me.

He forced me into going on
that job, me and lol greaves.

Neither of us wanted
anything to do with it.

Yeah, but there must have
been a promise of a sweetener.

Yeah, maybe.

But if we didn't
do as he wanted,

he said he'd make sure
it was hell for us inside.

I was a grass, Mr. Standing.

What choice did I have?

Cheers.

So, what happened
with Henderson?

He was coming towards me,
he wouldn't shut up, I panicked.

Poor bugger.

Still have nightmares.

What made you finally
decide to do a bunk?

Lack of any other
bleeding options.

I was shit-scared I
was gonna get done

for offing Henderson,
and then there was petty.

You think a slag like
petty would let me

walk around knowing
what I did about it?

I was shafted every
which way I turned.

You could have told me all this

when I picked you
up at the airport.

If I'd have done that, you'd
have to have nicked me.

And I didn't want
to miss tonight.

Anyway, I wanted to
have a bit of a laugh.

Petty didn't know
I'd hid the gear.

He thought I'd chucked
the gun in the river.

And you weren't a
bad copper in your day.

Wanted to see if
you still had it in you.

Fair play to you, you have.

So, why now, after 17 years?

There are times in your life

when you need to clear
up unfinished business.

Finding out you're on your
last legs is one of them.

What's that supposed to mean?

Kidney failure, end stage.

I blame the good
life, too much of it.

Is this a wind-up?

I wish.

Well, I'm sorry, mate.

Excuse me, I just
need a bit of fresh air.

And a nice new kidney.

Hello, Pete.

[High intensity music]

- Come here.
- [Pete yells]

[Crowd screaming]

Take it easy, petty.

Get out the way!

[Crowd screaming]

[Gunshot bangs]

[Grunting]

Jack has been shot!

Jack?

Oh, my god, Jack?

It's all right, I'm okay.

Hell of a pain in the ribs.

[Humorous music]

Mary gave me that.

The bastard's wrecked it!

They're bringing your medicine.

Cheers.

What do you think of
my boy, then, Gerry?

Danny, yeah, he's
all right, isn't he?

Yeah, he's big
and strong, my son.

He's likely to be
a good match too.

My own son, giving
me his kidney, eh?

He's a good lad.

I hope those bastards
get a good, long stretch.

They'll be scared
shitless in prison.

Least if the
transplant goes ahead,

I'll be on special referral.

Get a nice, cushy spot
in hospital on dialysis,

and then there's
the time it takes

to get over such
a big operation.

I'll hardly be on
the wing at all.

You've got it all
worked out, haven't you?

[Peaceful music]

They put that bloody
gun in my hand.

Yeah, but you shot it.

Listen, Pete, I'm sorry
you're ill and all that,

but please don't try and
make me cry, all right?

No, mate, I'm sorry.

Come on, then, time's up.

That chiropodist do a good job?

Yeah, thanks for asking.

You know, as a matter of fact,

I feel like I'm walking
on air now, Mr. Standing.

♪ It's all right, it's okay ♪

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

♪ it's all right, I
say, it's okay ♪

♪ listen to what I say ♪

♪ it's all right,
we're doing fine ♪

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

♪ it's all right, I
say, it's okay ♪

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

♪ high tech, low
tech, take your pick ♪

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

♪ I don't care what
anybody says ♪

♪ at the end of the day ♪