All language subtitles for New.Tricks.S04E01.Casualty.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-squalor_Track03

[Gloomy music]

Oh, not again.

What is this, return
of the living dead?

Mary.

My Mary.

Your ran her down.

You did it.

You know, you really
are one sad old man.

Maybe.

But unlike you, I wouldn't
be growing older in prison.

Yeah, well, even prison's better

than bouncing off a car
bonnet at 70 mile an hour.

Shoulda seen her
handbag fly, Jack.

Went nearly as far as she did.

You think I spent all my time

figuring out a way to kill you?

[Dramatic orchestral music]

Here.

There ya go.

My turn in the front.

I've got the handbag!

Well it's still
my turn, isn't it?

Just get in!

[Tyres screeching]

[Engine revving]

[Tyres screeching]

Oh!

[He gasps]

Bloody women drivers.

♪ It's alright, it's okay ♪

♪ 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 alright, doing fine ♪

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

♪ it's alright, I
say it's okay ♪

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

[Gerry gasps]

Broke me metatarsal.

How cool is that?

What was Jack doing last night?

That was hanson, wasn't it?

Yeah.

Jack?

Jack?

Jack?

Hmm?

You alright, mate?

Who are you?

[Tense string music]

Hello.

[Door knocking]

What did he say?

He says I'm fine, okay to go.

Well, they need the bed.

I'll run you home.

How are the boys?

It's family only for now.

That was quite
a pile up you had.

Any of it come back to you?

Okay, well,

take it easy for
the next day or so.

I've arranged some help for you.

Help?

With the new office, the move?

Move? Again.

- Well it was mooted, Sandra.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Who knows how long it'll
be before the boys are back.

Do you mind if I get
dressed now, sir?

Oh, yeah, I'll be outside.

Soon as possible, really.

Ricky hanson, yeah, last
seen at the black boy pub

in catford, night of the 17th.

Yeah.

Cheers, bye.

[Gentle piano music]

Sandra.

I'd like you to meet
dci. Karen hardwick.

Delighted.

I've heard so much about you.

So much about all this.

Karen's a great fan of ucos.

I've explained the situation

and she's eager to get started.

Sir, could I have a word?

Is she a serving officer?

Karen's about to retire.

So how long do you
envisage her being with us?

These are shots of the
smash at the black boy pub,

you must've been
going at quite a speed.

The crash was
on private property

so there's no
official come back.

But if you could try
to recall what went on,

it might help avoid
some awkward questions.

Well, the good news is your
brain scan came back clear.

The memory loss
may only be temporary.

Best course we have is
simply to wait and see.

Thank you.

Mr. Standing, how do you feel?

Well, not too clever actually.

I mean, it's not just my neck,

but my back's really giving
me gyp, and last night,

-my chest was really- -ah.

Well that'll just be
your atrial fibrillation.

My what?

Irregular heartbeat.

It's quite common
in man of your age.

But just to be on the safe side,

we'll fit you with a monitor

and keep an eye on
you for the next 48 hours.

Oh, right. Right.

Brian.

Eye still bothering you?

No, he is.

Ooh?

I wanna know the exact nature

of this medication
he's trying to administer.

-He doesn't want me
to- -I've learned to have

a healthy distrust of some
of the more virulent products

of the pharmaceutical industry.

Norman, that's
fine, give it to me.

It's an anti-inflammatory

to try and reduce the
periorbital swelling of the eye.

Oh. Right then.

Thank you.

But thanks for
keeping us on our toes.

Still, I understand
your apprehension.

Especially given what
happened here 10 years ago.

Why, what happened?

Three men died, all
on the same night,

in this very room.

Albeit not retired police
officers, I'm pleased to say.

What was all that about?

Here, Norman? Come here.

He just said something
about three blokes dying

in here the same night?

Well, they only ever
proved that one of them

was actually murdered.

Before my time.

I don't think they caught
anyone in the end.

Although of course, they
sacked the poor nurse

who was on duty.

Scary.

Ooh!

Hello, governor!

Hi guys.

Sandra?

Jack.

How are you feeling?

I don't know.

I'm having difficulty
remembering things.

I heard you were
at death's door.

We are!

Well, didn't you
bring us anything?

Oh, some grapes
would've been nice.

Strickland's organised
cover for you.

She's a detective
chief inspector-

she?

A woman?

Another woman in that
office with you? [Laughs]

He's also hinted that
she may not be short term.

What?

You can't do that.

Well, work has to go
on, ucos can't stop.

Well, we are working.

We've just started
looking at a new case.

[Sandra] Oh yeah?

No, no, he's right!

In this very room, 10 years
ago, still unsolved, apparently.

Bloke was murdered.

Possibly three.

All on the same night.

We could be looking
for a serial killer.

Really?

Oh yes, it's big.

Very big, tell him.

Tell strickland
that despite injuries

that would have
broken lesser men,

we are still
functioning in the same,

smooth unruffled
way we always have.

[Sombre piano music]

I've done the filing.

As you didn't give me any
other work to do, coffee?

Thanks yeah, milk, no sugar.

I heard about your crash.

Sounds horrible.

What happened?

Cheers.

There is something, actually.

1997, there was a murder
at St. Edward's hospital.

Patient. Can you
get me the file?

Have you got a name?

No. Sorry.

Do you ever work nights?

I'm gay.

That's all right, So am I.

[He yelps]

I said gay, not s and m!

Cor.

Thank you. Good morning.

Hello.

Oh, how do?

Thank you.

Hey, hey, what's this?

Right, Alan white, 44.

Teacher from surrey.

Married with an 11 year old son.

In here after crashing
his car on the a3.

On the night of
may the 1st, 1997

he died after receiving a
massive overdose of diamorphine.

This is good!

Did you do it?

Yeah, sort of.

Two other patients
died on the same ward

on the same night, Reginald
beary and Stuart monkton.

Jack?

Hm?

Oh, sorry I must've dropped off.

Are we working?

Yes. Dr. McKenzie thought
it would help you recuperate.

Who?

Dr. McKenzie?

Both monkton and
beary were terminally ill.

And their postmortems confirmed

that their deaths were
in no way suspicious.

However, it soon became clear

that white had been murdered

when his drip was found
to have been interfered with

in the middle of the night.

Can you,

can you just loosen the sheets

on the bottom of my bed, please?

I think I've got a corn coming.

-Two principal suspects-
-gently, gently, gently.

Were the duty nurse
Sophie oyekambi

and Duncan Freedman,
a senior houseman

and the last doctor on call

to see the men
earlier in the evening.

Any motive?

That's the problem,
there wasn't one.

Both oyekambi and
Freedman denied

having anything to do with
what happened, obviously.

Nobody was seen to go in
or out of the ward that night.

But without DNA or prints,

they couldn't prove that
either were responsible

and so in the end,
the case was shelved.

Guv, could you move my pillows?

Shut up.

The hospital authorities
were less forgiving

and they sacked
oyekambi for negligence.

[Brian] So where is she now?

Well, this is interesting.

I've got addresses for
most of the people involved,

but even the hyper-efficient
Karen hardwick

can't locate oyekambi
or Freedman.

But oyekambi's Nigerian,
so there's a good chance

she's not even in the country.

I'm gonna go and
see white's widow,

I think it's time we
let the victim's family

know what we're doing.

Detective chief
inspector Karen hardwick?

Yeah, why, do you know her?

[Chuckles] I know her alright.

Oh, Christ, not another one.

No, no, no, no. I
worked with her.

If we don't crack
this case, she will.

Listen.

Ricky hanson's disappeared.

And I should put a
police guard on Jack,

but then I'd have
to alert strickland.

I may be paranoid,
but I think strickland

has put hardwick into the office

to find out about the crash.

Which means that Jack
won't just get sacked,

he'll be up for
attempted murder.

So keep an eye on him, eh?

And be careful.

[Tense music]

Sandra.

How are the boys?

Fine, fine, on the mend.

Good.

I rang Shirley white,
the dead man's widow.

I left a message,
haven't heard back yet.

No joy on oyekambi
and Freedman as yet,

but this is ray
monkton's address.

He's the son of the
man who died of cancer.

He may have remembered
something in the meantime.

I understand you know Gerry.

Gerry standing?

[Chuckles] Oh, god.

Oh, he's a shocker, isn't he?

How do you put up
with him? [Laughs]

[Cow mooing]

Superintendent
Pullman, I presume.

Ray monkton.

I'll wait outside.

I'll be right with you.

I forgot my wellies.

Ah.

Sorry.

It's not exactly
herriot country, is it?

Well, it's all part of being
a vet, even in essex.

Right.

Let's start again.

Thanks for agreeing
to talk to me.

Not at all.

I presume this means
you didn't find the guy

who killed the
bloke next to my dad.

Alan white, no.

But the case was never closed,

which is why I'm here.

Do you remember
the night in question?

Well, you don't tend to forget
the night your father died.

Of course not, sorry.

Do you mind telling
me what happened?

Well, my mother and I
saw my dad around eight.

I drove her to and from
the hospital every day

for about two weeks, that
night we stayed an hour.

But he wasn't
really there anymore,

he was so ill with the
medication and so on.

I understand that your
mother's no longer alive.

No, she died a
couple of years later.

Do you remember anything
odd that night on the ward?

In relation to white and beary,

who was the other man who died?

No, white's wife and
son, he was just a boy,

they were pretty upset but
then so were me and my mum.

When they said the man in
the next bed had been killed,

we didn't know what to think.

But the pm on my father
said he died from his cancer

so that was that.

Okay, well, thanks very much.

But if you do remember
anything, let us know, yeah?

- Sure.
- Cheers.

[Tense music]

Aren't they great?

I just cut them from
the garden this morning.

Lovely.

Where are you going?

Well, I'm contracted
from nine to five.

Yeah, I know, but in ucos

we tend to be a bit more
flexible with our hours.

Not me, I'm afraid.

I've usually got something
on in the evenings.

African drumming tonight,
swimming tomorrow.

Then there's the gym, taekwondo,

an art class I try to fit in,
oh and of course Spanish.

I've a villa in malaga.

See you tomorrow.

[Gentle orchestral music]

How did they get on the
ward without being seen?

1st of may, 1997.

Cup final?

Solar eclipse?

Earthquake?

Election!

What?

1st of may, 1997,

the night labour got in.

Election night.

What about it?

They'd all have been
crowded round their TV sets!

Especially in a hospital.

Doctors, nurses,
whole lot of them.

Of course.

No wonder no one saw anyone.

Right, good, now we're
getting somewhere.

Well, I'm glad
you sorted that out.

[Tense music]

Why aren't you in hospital?

Needed the bed.

It's nice.

[Door knocking]

Ah.

Mrs. White?

Yes?

I'm sorry, we did ring the
bell, but there was no answer.

I'm detective
superintendent Pullman,

this is Gerry standing.

What's happened?

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

I've never heard of it.

We're reexamining the events

surrounding your
husband's death.

Why?

Who decided this?

It's an unsolved
killing, Mrs. White.

I don't want to talk about it,

it's too upsetting.

Mrs. White. I
appreciate how difficult

-this is for you,
but- -no, you don't.

It's too horrible.

I can't, I just can't.

Mrs. White, whoever
killed your husband

could still be out there,

it's our duty to bring them in.

We just want to ask you

if you can remember
anything at all about the night-

no, I don't want
anything to do with it.

Now, go away!

Mrs. White, your son was
with you at the hospital,

maybe we could
have a word with him.

No.

He's grown up now, Mrs. White.

He can make his own decisions.

Could we have his
address, please?

Absolutely not.

I want you to get
off my property!

You're trespassing!

This is my home.

Sorry, Mrs. White.

Thanks for your time.

[Tense music]

Mr. Halford.

Where are you
going? I'll call you back.

Stop, Mr. Halford!

Abracadabra.

Mr. Halford!

Freedman, d. Here we go.

Yes!

What have we got, we've
got Freedman, Freedman.

Personal, I like it, I like it.

Mr. Halford, what do
you think you're doing?

What?

Come on, out of here.

Where am I?

Freedman, Freedman.

Resignation, oh yes.

Resignation.

Dear sirs, it is with great
regret, yes, we'll have that.

[Jack] I'm so sorry!

I don't know what came over me.

I must've been sleepwalking!

[Nurse] Shh, Mr. Halford.

Thank you so much, nurse.

I don't know what happened.

Are you alright?

Yes, yes, I'm fine, thank you.

Come on, back to bed.

Thank you very much.

Sleep well.

And you.

Good night.

[Gentle music]

Hi.

Sophie oyekambi's
present address.

Nigerian expatriates welfare
association, I called them.

They rang back with the
info in a couple of minutes.

It's just a hunch.

Sophie De what?

The oye is silent.

Still no joy with Dr. Freedman,
but I'm working on it.

Gerry standing.

Hey, how are you, Karen?

Landed on your
feet here, didn't you?

Yeah.

I see you've added a few
personal touches as well.

I suppose you'd prefer
beer all over the walls

and six months of fag
ash under your feet.

How do you two know each other?

Oh, we worked together
on the paedophile unit.

Gerry made me feel
very welcome my first day

by trying to chat
me up. [Chuckles]

Made everyone laugh.

Did it?

Yes!

I was his new governor. [Laughs]

Come on, Don Juan.

I'll see you later.

Here you go,
governor, number six.

[Doorbell ringing]

I am not paying the rent, no.

Not until they fix
the hole in the floor

and the smell coming
from downstairs, no.

- Sophie oyekambi?
- I am not talking to you.

Go away!

We're not here about your flat!

[Gerry yelps]

Go away. Go away
or I will call the police.

We are the police.

Hello, Sophie.

Do you wanna put that down?

I like you.

It's a gift.

Why do you want to talk to me?

-We're part of a team-
-what is your name?

Gerry standing.

Gerry?

I will answer your
questions, Gerry.

Okay, we need to
ask you about the night

that Alan white died
at St. Edward's hospital-

no! It was not me, why
are you blaming me?

I was not the one responsible.

We're not just speaking to you-

I don't talk to you,
I only talk to Gerry.

You must ask the
questions, then I will answer.

Okay then.

You tell me, where
were you that night?

I was in the nurse's station,

next to the ward.

All night?

Yes, of course, all night.

And you didn't see anyone
else come into the ward?

Not after the patient's
families had left?

No, I was on my own.

So you're saying that
you didn't see anything

that happened to
Mr. White at all?

You are saying I'm a liar?

No, I'm simply asking
how it's possible for you

not to have seen anything.

No, I will not be a
scapegoat again.

They fire me just
because I'm a nurse.

And because I'm
Nigerian and black,

they can just get rid of me.

And all the while, Dr. Freedman
escape with nothing.

He keep his job and I am fired!

- Let's calm down, shall we?
- No, I won't calm down!

I am a good nurse.

But because of what they do,

I cannot get any
work as a nurse at all.

Now I must work in
kitchens and cleaning

and all that shit.

All because Freedman
and the doctors there

protect each other
and talk together lies.

I am a Princess, huh, you know?

I come from a royal family.

I should be living in a palace,

not a shit hole like this.

- Sophie!
- Ah, ah.

I am not a liar.

Go away.

I don't wanna talk to you.

And you have
disappointed me, Gerry.

I tried to talk to you
because you are a nice man.

But I think perhaps
you too are full of deceit.

You must leave now.

Go!

[Jack] Mad, angry or mad hatter?

Nah, fantasist.

That's probably how
the killer got in unseen.

She was away with the fairies.

What if she's delusional?

She cooperated with
the original inquiry.

I mean, no sign of her
being off the wall then.

She is now.

And that's why
she's top of the list.

Not necessarily.

Dr. Duncan Freedman
was suspended

by the hospital authorities
for six months in 1999.

Inappropriate conversations

with the relatives of
terminally ill patients.

What about?

In actual fact, euthanasia.

A year later, he sent
a letter of resignation

to the gmc and stopped operating

as a medical practitioner.

After which he
started time to go.

Which is a charity dedicated

to the promotion of
voluntary euthanasia.

How did you get all this?

Been digging around, you know.

How did you manage to
track her down, by the way?

The mad Princess.

Oh, the Nigerian expatriates
welfare association.

I told you Karen was good.

You sure she's about to retire?

Could be strickland is
looking to replace all of us.

[Tense music]

[Duncan speaking in French]

I don't remember saying come in.

I don't remember asking.

Detective superintendent
Pullman, ucos.

This is Gerry standing.

You're a difficult one to
track down. Mr. Freeman.

Doctor.

Only just.

So what can I do to help
the custodians of the law?

We're reinvestigating
the murder of Alan white.

Ooh.

Time to go.

We're a registered
charity dedicated to

advising those
people committed to-

voluntary euthanasia,
yeah, we know.

Interesting choice of work.

Especially in light of
the way Alan white died.

I don't kill people.

My whole raison d'etre is
helping people not suffer.

Helping or encouraging?

I happen to believe
that people have a right

to end a life of unbearable
pain by their own hand.

I'm now at Liberty to help
them travel to a country

where they can act
upon that ethical belief.

You sure you didn't act
upon that ethical belief

10 years ago?

I had nothing to do with
what happened back then.

No.

Sophie oyekambi says you let
her carry the can for that one.

Oh, is that where
this is coming from?

From her? Did she
tell you I killed white?

Whoa.

I do hope you're more calm
when you're discussing matters

in your professional capacity.

I have nothing
further to say to you.

Goodbye.

Don't go anywhere for
the next few days, will you?

Doctor.

[Jack gasps]

No!

No!

- [Tense music]
- [Engine revving]

[Tyres screeching]

- No!
- Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack!

You were shouting.

Brian.

What happened in the car park?

What happened with hanson?

Tell me.

You tried to kill him, Jack.

You tried to run him down.

Sandra drove into
you to stop you.

Why?

Why would...

He killed Mary.

Brian.

He killed my Mary.

Thanks very much, friend.

Hi, can I help you?

I don't think so.

Hello, operator?

Yeah, can I make a
reverse charge call please,

to miss, no, no, better make
that Ms. Sandra Pullman.

A number? Yes.

The number's...

Bloody hell!

[Operator] Hello?

Hello? Hello?

[Tense music]

Jack.

Hmm?

Jack.

Say hello to the wife.

[Jack struggling]

[He yelps]

[Brian groans]

Nothing like a
breath of fresh air.

Brian.

What the hell
happened last night?

Ricky hanson killed Mary.

It was him who ran her down.

That's why Jack tried
to repay the compliment.

[Gerry sighs]

Oh my god.

[Door knocking]

Am I in the right shop?

My my.

Aren't we smart?

You know, hitting hanson
with that oxygen cylinder

was extraordinarily
invigorating.

Top man.

Should've knocked
his bleeding head off.

You can't possibly
be that stupid.

Hanson's been charged
with attempted murder.

He's in police
custody as we speak,

what do you think
he's telling them?

Strickland already thinks

there's something
dodgy about the car crash,

which is why he planted
a spy in the office.

We're buggered.

What do you mean,
we're buggered?

Jack, us three are
accessories after the fact.

Strickland could have us up for

aiding and abetting,
perverting the course of justice.

Didn't ask you to
come and stop me.

You were gonna kill him!

Self defence.

At the wheel of a car?

Maybe they won't find out.

We've gotta make
sure they don't.

Exactly.

Yeah, but if they do,
we could go to prison.

We'd be shown to be
corrupt and, of course,

there'd be no more ucos.

There is one solution.

Hanson.

He's in police custody.

And?

No better place.

It was a joke.

Oh, bloody hell, Jack,
why did you have to do it?

Brian?

He killed my wife.

Sorry.

Duncan Freedman
rang, wanted to apologise,

he said you'd taken
him by surprise.

So I was finally able
to check him out.

Time to go is totally legit,

registered with the
charity commission in 2001.

He's got a house in acton,

two other properties abroad,

divorced nine years ago,

two daughters he
never sees, apparently.

Sorry it's a bit sketchy,
but I only had half an hour.

Blimey, you lot have
been in the wars.

Oh, yeah, Karen hardwick.

Jack halford.

Hendon 1978, best
lecture in practical policing

I've ever heard.

Thank you.

Brian Lane.

Memory Lane.

It's privilege.

And I tried to
recreate your desk

exactly as you left
it, I hope it's okay.

Will you excuse me?

I'm just on my way to the loo.

So.

How much do you think she heard?

I told you, she's a plant.

So what do we do?

We go back to work.

Now, which is my desk?

Thank you.

Hi.

Beautiful animal.

Very beautiful, very
expensive animal.

Do you ride?

Are you joking? I
used to pray for one.

Do your kids ride?

No, no, don't have kids,

never married.

Don't suppose you've
had any more thoughts

about the night in
question, have you?

No, I...

Do you remember the
nurse who was on duty?

She was black. Nigerian.

Yeah, I do remember her.

She was very excitable.

Are you allowed to say that?

Definitely, I've met her.

But nice, her and the doctor.

Freedman?

So they were on
the ward together?

Yeah, I remember
they were very pally.

Laughed a lot.

Laughed a lot?

It was quite nice, really,

it lifted the mood in
a strange kind of way.

She was pretty
gorgeous, actually.

Hello Sophie,
thanks for coming in.

I came only because
your man said

Gerry will be here.

Hello, Sophie.

Gerry is a nice man.

-Sophie, Sandra needs
you -never thought

- I'd hear that said.
- To answer some questions.

See, the thing is, Sophie,

since I last spoke to you,

I've been talking to
people who remember you.

What people?

They said you
were very beautiful.

Yes.

I was.

You still are, Sophie.

I am a shadow of my
former self. [Laughs]

But then...

Back then.

Men. [Chuckles]

Duncan Freedman?

I don't wanna talk
about that man.

I've been told that you
and he were friends,

that you liked
him, he liked you.

Is that the reason
you're so angry, Sophie?

Because you got punished?

I mean, you were good friends,
but you took all the blame.

Sophie, did you see Duncan
Freedman at all that night?

After he finished his rounds?

I don't care about
Duncan Freedman.

Shh, shh, shh.

Really?

He's a handsome man.

I reckon he must've been

a really good looking
bloke back then, yeah?

He was.

Sophie, were you and
Duncan Freedman lovers?

[She sobs]

He was chicken with hat on rice,

make good fly to live in bucket.

- Sophie?
- Jesus.

- Get help!
- Sophie?

- Okay, breathe, Sophie.
- [Alarm ringing]

Whoa!

Okay, I'll be back
in a moment, alright?

[Sandra] Walk along,
then go to the lift.

There's a lift just
along the way.

Hi.

What you saw was probably
a complex partial seizure.

Form of epilepsy.

The fits can vary in severity

from tiny incidents of
just a few seconds to,

well, quite long
lasting incidents.

How often do they occur?

Seizures may come and go.

They may disappear
for quite long periods.

The sufferer may even be
unaware they've had an attack.

But can they do anything?

Well, they can appear
to continue to function

and perform routine tasks,

but not specific ones.

Like administering diamorphine?

I very much doubt it.

Can we speak to her?

Sure, she's fine now, but,

keep it short and try not
to let her get too excited.

Hang onto that.

Sophie.

You scared the life out of me.

I scare a lot of people.

I take it no one knew about
you and Duncan Freedman?

He was married.

Sophie, were you together

on the night that
the three men died?

No.

A lot of nights we
used to make love.

But to tell you the truth,

on this night, we didn't.

He wasn't there.

I only remember
being in the ward

and finding the three men dead.

So I hit the panic button.

Then when they were
saying it was murder,

I was so scared!

Because I did not
know if I was the one

who did this thing.

And because they
could prove that I had.

But even though no one
was accused of the killing,

I was the one who was fired.

So afterwards,

when I need a job, I
ask Duncan for help.

But he did nothing.

Nothing to help at all!

I think we should call a halt.

Well, I think you
should tell her

that she couldn't have done it.

You didn't kill Alan white.

[Emotional music]

It's true.

Sophie, did Freedman know
that you used to have fits?

I don't know, I don't think so.

Did you know?

Okay.

Thank you.

Bye bye, Sophie.

Cheers.

So the epilepsy would explain
why she didn't see anything.

Also why she
never said anything,

if the hospital knew,
she'd have lost her job.

Not that it did her any good.

They still gave her the bullet.

No wonder she's bitter.

She only thinks Freedman
didn't know about her illness.

What if he did?

Let's find out.

You two can try and track
down young master white.

Thought you were
getting Karen to do that.

She only works nine to five.

[Gerry chuckles]

Will this take long?

I'll be brief.

When we spoke the other day,

you failed to mention something

rather important
regarding Sophie oyekambi.

What, to be precise?

Your affair, to be precise.

Pretty gutless,

letting Sophie take the
can for white's death.

Especially seeing
how sick she was.

What do you mean sick?

Epilepsy.

I take it you've heard
of it, you are a doctor.

Well, Sophia
oyekambi is a sufferer.

Since when?

Since before you knew her,

and I don't mean biblically.

I don't believe you.

No, Mr. Freedman,
I don't believe you.

The fact is Sophie may
well have had an attack

on the night white
died, which means

she may well have
been speaking the truth

when she said she
didn't see his killer.

Which in turn puts you
right back in the frame

as a prime suspect.

That's ridiculous.

Look, if I had
overdosed anybody,

it would have
been the other two.

They were terminally
ill, not white.

I didn't kill that man!

I didn't see Sophie that night.

I wasn't there.

So where were you?

Seeing somebody else.

Somebody else?

Another woman.

Why didn't you tell the
original murder team?

Because it would
have wrecked my career

if it had got out.

So you were seeing another woman

whilst you were seeing Sophie?

No, no, that's fine. Thank you.

How'd it go?

Freedman was definitely
not at the hospital that night.

Shirley white's son
was called Tony,

but I'm damned if I can
find an address for him.

'Cause he don't have one.

Hm?

Tony white hasn't got an address

because he's dead.

He died in 2000, aged 14.

Read all about it.

Why didn't you tell us
about Tony, Mrs. White?

Must've known we'd
find out eventually.

How do you talk about the
death of the person you love?

I mean, how do you
begin to discuss the suicide

of your only child?

Sorry, we have no choice.

You found him, right?

It was at our old
house, in the garden.

He'd hanged himself.

From an apple tree.

Why? Why did he do it?

Did he leave a note?

I destroyed it.

What did it say?

Was there anything in it
about his father's death?

Mrs. White, did Tony's
decision to kill himself

have anything to do with what
happened to your husband?

I have to know the
answer to this, it's vital.

Did Tony kill his father?

No, of course not.

What did the note say?

Mrs. White,

can you show me a
photo of your husband?

You don't have any out.

No.

You destroyed
those too, didn't you?

You didn't know.

You didn't know until Tony died.

No.

What, know what?

Is that what was in the note?

Her husband and her son.

Mrs. White, I've worked
on cases like this before,

more than I like to remember.

And I know that even
though the abuse may stop,

for the abused,

sometimes the
torment never does.

I can't forgive him.

I can't ever forget what
he did to my lovely boy.

- [She sobs]
- [Sombre string music]

Alan white was a teacher.

But we now know something

that the original
murder team didn't.

He was a paedophile.

So we ought to
check into his past,

where he taught,
at what age groups,

and for how long.

Excuse me.

But surely the original
murder team did that.

No, they'd only have checked out

with the people he'd
fallen out with, you know?

Arguments, et cetera.

I'm talking about children.

People who are so scared,
they won't say anything.

[Brian] Ta.

Yeah, but he probably
taught hundreds,

maybe thousands
of kids before he died.

That's a full scale operation,

you're talking 70, 80 detectives

working full time
around the clock.

I've got this.

I did it when I came on board.

Alan white taught in
four schools in London,

Hertfordshire, and essex.

Essex.

Yes, foxhall in essex.

Cheers.

Hi.

Sorry you've had to wait.

That's alright,
quite understand.

These are three colleagues
of mine, I hope you don't mind.

- How do?
- Hiya.

I meant to ask
you, but I forgot.

Where did you go to school?

Colchester.

That was when you were 13.

What about before then?

From 11 to 13, I was
at school in foxhall.

We only stayed for about 18
months, we moved after that.

When we spoke before,

why didn't you mention
that you knew Alan white?

That he taught you, in fact,

at bringsill school in foxhall?

Well, you never asked.

How about 10 years ago?
Did they ask you then?

No.

Alan white's son
committed suicide in 2000.

Yeah, I remember
reading about it.

Presumably he killed himself

because he couldn't
live with the memory

of what happened to him.

He'd been abused by his father.

Hmm.

Well, I can imagine
how that might destroy

an impressionable young child.

If someone was abused,
aged 11, say, 12, 13,

that child's hardly
ever likely to forget

what was done to them, are they?

You'd have to be a very
strong-willed individual

to be able to rebuild
your shattered life,

make something
of it, wouldn't you?

Yeah.

But then, some
people do recover.

No.

I don't think a person
like that ever recovers.

Especially if they
come face to face

with the man responsible.

And I can quite understand
how that person might

want to kill them.

Particularly if they had a
professional understanding

of how it might be done.

But then, this is
all hypothetical.

Now, unless you have
any other questions

I'm afraid I'll have
to ask you to leave.

I have a very busy practise.

I guess I'm very fortunate,

being able to do
the thing I love.

But then in the
absence of any family,

it's hardly surprising that
my work is everything to me.

[Sandra] I'm sorry, sir.

- Sorry?
- I know it's

very unsatisfactory, I mean
there's no doubt in my mind,

well, our minds,
actually, what happened,

but I honestly think
that in a case like this,

no further action
should be taken.

I agree.

Sir, you have to understand
that I wouldn't normally-

I said I agree.

I agree that in a case like
this, we should do nothing.

Sometimes, very occasionally,
that's the best we can do.

Well done, all of you.

-Karen- -sir?

About the crash.

In the car park, Ricky hanson-

tried to kill you,
yes I know, Jack.

It's been made clear to me

that he's long
considered you a man

too dangerous to his
activities to allow you to live.

Even in semi-retirement.

All I can say is how sorry I am

that we didn't work
harder to protect you.

Karen?

That's fabulous.

[Emotional orchestral music]

What?

You think I'm going to destroy

the reputation of a
man like Jack halford?

A copper with two
commendations for bravery

as well as the
queen's police medal?

A man whose voice
I could still recognise

even after 25 years?

I don't think so.

Then what's that?

Oh, this.

This is just all the bumf
on my place in Spain.

Any of you ever want
somewhere to go for a few days,

you're more than welcome.

I'm off.

Where to?

Malaga.

As of 10 minutes ago,
I'm officially retired.

Adios.

Governor?

Can I have a week off?

No.

♪ It's alright, it's okay ♪

♪ 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, doing fine ♪

♪ 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 day ♪

♪ high tech, low
tech, take your pick ♪

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

♪ I don't care what
anybody says ♪