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[Upbeat music]

[Jack] Talk about soho prices,
£4.50 for a cheese toastie!

- It's a panini.
- It's a rip off.

Oh hey, did I tell you?

- Mark's got engaged.
- Congratulations.

He's bringing Theresa,
that's his fiancee,

round for Sunday
lunch next week.

[Chuckling] You'll be
a nervous wreck then.

Why, he's not the one
marrying her, is he?

And this cheese smells.

It's supposed to,
it's gorgonzola.

No, but he's welcoming
her to the family,

it's a very delicate thing.

Actually, I've thought of
a really nice way to do it.

Good for you.

This is the scene of the crime.

[Jack] Look at the
state of this place!

[Gerry] Yeah, but
it's not finished yet.

Now, in 1987, Stuart sharpe
was killed whilst working late

at his brother's
photographic studio here.

That's what I'm making for her,

a photo montage
for her computer.

What?

With pictures of Mark
when he was a little lad.

He sustained head injuries
whilst tackling an assailant

who was thought to be
robbing the premises.

Yeah Brian, that's
a really nice idea.

Yeah?

Several items went missing,
including an expensive camera

and some rolls of film.

York road regeneration project,

a fully pedestrianised
retail area.

More shops, that's all we need.

Well it's better than
what was here before.

I think most people would
prefer to see a delicatessen

or a boutique than a
peep show or a sex shop.

Depends what
you're shopping for.

Anyway, last week,

contractors were
stripping out this place,

when they made a discovery.

Hidden in the vents in the
toilets were the stolen items.

The serial number on the camera

confirm where they came
from, the photographer's studio.

Now this really pisses me off.

The old trout used to be a
proper good old fashioned boozer,

full of charm and character.

Full of prostitutes and
pimps, as I remember.

Yeah, that's what I
mean by character.

It's still better than cheap
lager and wide screen tvs.

Oi, oi, what are doing?

Oi!

Listen, that's a bit
of London's heritage

you've just thrown away there.

Gerry!

♪ It's all right 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 the day ♪

[Upbeat music]

[Gerry] No, I'm taking
it home with me tonight.

- Hi, dad.
- Hello, Emily.

- Can I have a word?
- Yeah.

- 'Scuse me, ma'am.
- Yeah, you can have several.

Oh wait, take that in for us.

- She called him dad.
- I noticed.

He's not told her then.

So my inspector called
me in for a chat today

and he's offered to
fast track my promotion.

- Oh wow, that's terrific.
- I thought so.

If I carry on at this speed,

I could make detective
superintendent before I'm 40.

Well, if that's what you want.

Anyway, he suggested

I get a more experienced
copper onside,

like a mentor, so
obviously I thought of you.

Do you reckon you could
put a good word in for me

with detective
superintendent Pullman?

- Oh.
- 29th of September, 1987,

Stuart was working
through the night here,

at sharpe's images, which
is something he often did

because during the
day, he was at art college.

Oh, they'd been robbed
on four previous occasions,

but then open late, one
person on the premises,

must have been an easy target
for any passing smack head.

Yeah, but this was the first
time there was any violence.

What we now know
is that after the attack,

the assailant ran 50 yards
to the old trout pub here

and stashed the stuff.

Hang on, 29th of September,

that was the soho
vice raids, wasn't it?

The killer would've been
right in the middle of it,

there must have been
police everywhere.

That's right, they
were turning over

- all the knocking shops.
- Yep, Stuart was killed

while soho was
virtually locked down,

so no wonder the killer
didn't wanna be found

with a bag full of stolen goods.

Yeah, but why didn't
he come back for it later?

I mean, he could've sold it on

when everything had calmed down.

Yeah, the camera,

but they also found an empty
35 millimetre film canister

and 11 rolls of used film,
including the one in the camera,

which is odd, because only
nine were reported missing.

No resalable value on those.

Forensics are analysing
the DNA and fingerprints

as we speak, however,
they have given us something

- in the interim.
- So how's you and Emily then?

Oh, terrific, yeah.

She just wanted a bit of
fatherly advice, you know?

Forensics have developed
these for us, there we go.

[Brian] Bloody hell,
there's hundreds of 'em.

264 to be precise.

That's 11 rolls of film
times 24 exposures.

The murderer swiped everything
that was due to be processed

that night, so maybe he
wasn't interested in cash.

Well, he couldn't have
been interested in these,

it's only weddings and
christenings as far as I can see.

Yeah, a report of what
was due to be processed

that night show the
usual family staff,

couple of commercial
jobs, that kind of thing,

but then the original
investigating team

traced and questioned
all those clients

and came up with nothing,

but when forensic developed
the film in the camera,

this is what they found.

Fashion shoot.

[Tense music]

[Gerry] Cor blimey,

you wouldn't want that on
your mantle piece, would you?

Especially this one.

And what's on the other roll?

- Ah.
- Hello, caught in the act.

So who took these,
a private detective?

Yeah, that's I'm thinking,

so it could be that the
killer stole all the films

in order to prevent them
from being processed.

Yeah, but which one, the
bloke getting the needle,

or the other one
getting a hand full?

Well that's what
we've gotta find out.

Now, Stuart worked with
his two older brothers,

Kevin and Roland, so
we need to talk to them.

Let's start with Roland.

Me and kev did our
training with dad, but Stuart,

he had real talent, he was
studying photography at college.

We could never send
him on wedding jobs.

He'd start out all right and
then he'd get fascinated

by something in the church yard,

come back with all these
gorgeous shots of gravestones,

none of the bride.

Then I assume that these
fitted Stuart's usual style,

they're from the film
found in his camera.

Well, Stuart never let anyone
else borrow his camera,

- never.
- You recognise the man?

- No.
- What do you make of these?

These are from another
film found with the camera.

They weren't on the
processing docket that night.

They're other brother, Kevin's.

They're out of
focus, badly framed.

Yeah, thought he'd have
a go at being a paparazzi,

thought that was
where the money was.

- What about about those two?
- God only knows,

you'll have to ask Kevin.

His wife said he'd
definitely be here

and to look for
an old blue fiesta.

Oh, there you go, look at that.

Oh dear.

[Phone ringing]

Yeah, yeah.

No, look, he
hasn't come out yet.

When he comes,
then I'll get the shot

and I'll be back in
the office, all right?

All right.

- What do you want?
- Kevin sharpe?

We need to speak to you
about your brother's murder.

Look, can it wait?

I've been hiding here all week

and I can't afford
to miss this shot.

The sooner you talk to us,

the sooner you
can get back to it.

I don't believe
it, look, it's him!

- Who is he?
- I dunno,

probably some reality TV idiot.

[Dramatic music]

- Oh bollocks!
- You all right?

Does it bloody
well look like it?

You're not very
good at this, are you?

Come on, up you get.

Come on, something to show ya.

- Recognise them?
- Where'd you get these?

They were found
in a toilet, in a pub.

We suspect that Stuart's
murderer put them there.

Who are they?

Well the bird is candy
march, page three stunner

and he's Denny clacy,
first division footballer.

You're kidding?

I didn't recognised
him out of focus.

Clacy, Denny clacy.

Denny clacy had his
debut at Leeds united

in Billy bremner's 85 side,

then he was transferred,
in 86, to Chelsea.

He picked up the nickname psycho

because he was a
dirty fouling bastard.

Yeah and he deserved
that injury and all.

Ruptured his cruciate
ligament, never played again.

The labs are finished looking
at the forensic evidence.

There's no fingerprints, but
they have got a DNA sample.

Any match on the database?

No, but we know we're
looking for the bloke

because the sample they
found came from semen.

It was on most of the items.

Semen, where did that come from?

Cor blimey, Sandra, I
know it's been a while,

- but even you know...
- Shut up!

I meant how did it
get on the items?

Well it must have got there

before it was
stashed in the vent,

that's eight feet up a wall.

[Laughing]

Anyway, the labs have
ruled Stuart or his brothers out

as the source.

They compared the
DNA from the blood

found at the crime scene.

Well, there was no
suggestion in the autopsy

that Stuart was
sexually assaulted,

so assuming it was the killer...

Maybe he got overcome
with excitement.

[Laughing]

So we're looking for a
sick, will you grow up?

We're looking for a sick bastard

who gets his kicks from
violence, like, what's his name?

- Denny clacy.
- Yeah, him.

I think I've got something.

You know the soho vice raids
were on all the news programmes?

Well, I rang the BBC archives

and they've
uploaded this for me.

Tonight, soho has been the scene

of one of the most extensive
vice raids in London's history.

Dozens of premises
have been searched

and several arrests
have been made

on charges relating to
drugs and prostitution.

Westminster council
have issued a statement,

calling this a shot across
the bowels of criminality

and vice in soho.

Now, this is just
the edited piece.

The BBC archivist is
transferring a couple of hours

of raw footage for us, so
we might see the old trout.

Or Stuart's killer.

[Vacuum humming]

Get rid of the trout, Jerry.

Nah, it gives my desk a
certain oldie worldie charm.

It's more likely to
give you a woodworm.

Don't you think we
should return these photos?

It's what we're supposed
to do with stolen property,

isn't it?

Be nice to put a smile on
somebody's face for a change.

Well maybe we should
follow up on them.

Just because
they're family photos

doesn't mean they're innocuous.

[Sandra] Fine, but don't
spend all week on it.

[Brian] We'll do it in
the morning, shall we?

All right, I'll pick
you up at nine.

- I'm not making breakfast.
- Oh, why not?

They're like a
couple of old women.

[Sandra] Mm.

- Hi, dad.
- Hello, ems.

You know, you're just in
time to buy your old man

- a very nice drink.
- Oh, actually i...

Hi, Emily, come through.

It's my first mentoring
session, I'll see you later.

Shut the door, take a seat.

[Knocking]

- How's it going?
- We've only just started.

Oh, good.

I just thought two heads
were better than one.

[Gentle music]

Oh, look at Mark
there, so sweet.

It's lovely, Brian.

Now all I have to do
is pop them onto a disc

and then make a cover for it.

He'll be chuffed to bits.

[Gentle music]

- Esther?
- Mm?

You notice anything
about these pictures?

No, should I have?

[Brian] I appear in
hardly any of them.

[Esther] You were the
one taking the pictures.

Not always.

I wasn't on that
holiday in rhyl.

You were working.

Now, these potatoes, do you
want them boiled or mashed?

[Gentle music]

Okay, you've had
some good results,

there's some really
great stuff in here,

but what I'd really like to see

is how you work
beyond your remit.

[Tutting]

- Utilising staff resources.
- Ah, resources.

- Gerry, was there something?
- Yeah, at the end of the day,

there's only one
thing that counts

and that's how many
collars you've felt.

It's not as simple as that.

Yes it is, or it should be.

All this mentoring stuff is
just corporate doublespeak.

She's showing that she
can work with the system

and make it work for her.

Yeah, well it's a
load of bollocks.

Things have changed
a bit since your day.

I can't just take
the dac out for a pint

and hope he tips me
the wink for a promotion.

Oh, so you're saying things
haven't changed at all?

It's not what you
know, it's who you know!

- Actually...
- No, no, no!

You used me to get
the in with Sandra.

Actually, I could've approached

detective superintendent
Pullman directly,

but I paid you the courtesy
of speaking to you first

because I didn't want
you to feel pushed out.

I think I'm in the wrong place.

- Gerry.
- Goodnight.

Do you fancy a drink?

Gerry thinks I don't
know where he keeps

- his secret bottle of scotch.
- Cheers.

Have you calmed down a bit yet?

- No, I'm still fuming.
- He was just being a dad.

By irritating and
embarrassing me?

Yeah, that's what dads do.

I wouldn't know.

- This for the sharpe case?
- Yes, it is.

Take it focusing on the junky?

Yeah, and the footballer
with his hands full

of a page three girl's boobs.

What about the fashion shots?

They're from a model agency,

we're not sure they're relevant.

Really?

What about this?

[Sandra] That could
just be coincidence.

[Emily] Could be the same bloke.

[Sandra] Yeah, possibly.

[Mysterious music]

They don't actually
live here, you know?

What?

Male models, I don't want
you getting your hopes up.

♪ 'Cause everything's the same ♪

- Hi, can I help?
- Hello, yeah,

we need to speak to
penny and Patrick Martin.

Yeah, come through.

[Thumping pop music]

[Sandra] We need to
know who this model is,

do you remember him?

It's Chris parr, really nice
guy, very professional.

He was on our books
for about three years.

Is he in some sort of trouble?

We'd like to rule him out
of inquiries into the murder

- of Stuart sharpe.
- From sharpe images?

Yes.

It was terrible, what happened.

Yes, it was, so I'm
sure you'll appreciate

that we have to follow
up all potential leads.

Would you have Chris
parr's last known address?

Of course, no problem at all.

Great.

Oh, you do child models as well.

Listen, I must show you a
photograph of my grandson.

- Put it away, Gerry.
- Patrick, she's here again.

I can see that.

- Are they with you?
- No, it's not.

Mum, what are you doing here?

No, will you leave those?

It's my job, all right?

Look, I'm sorry,
she's not stopping.

I'm helping.

Mother, you're not
helping though, are you?

You're making things
worse, can you just leave it?

- Brenda.
- Look, we discussed this,

let me just take you home.

No, it's boring
in that bloody flat!

Brenda, you don't
work here anymore!

- Come on, let's go home.
- Yes, yes.

[Tense music]

[Crying]

I don't wanna do this anymore,

we're just upsetting people.

Well she seemed happy
enough to get the photos.

So we could remind
her about her dead son?

Yeah, well that was the shock.

In all my years in the police,

I've never knocked on the
door bearing good news,

it was always bad.

Road accidents, people
killed in pub fights, missing kids.

Yeah, well, we've all done it.

I thought this
would be different.

I thought people would
be happy to see old faces,

happy times.

Well, some of them have been.

Well most haven't,
we've had death, divorce.

Yeah, well, unto all
our lives a rain must fall.

A little rain?

Jack, it's pissing down.

[Chris] I can see why you
were worried about these,

but they're not what they seem.

Then what are they, Mr. Parr?

An art college project, I was
in the same year as Stuart.

You mean they're set up?

They're very convincing.

'Cause Stuart was a
good photographer.

We were given an
exhibition title, decay

and we had to produce
something in our preferred medium

which expressed that concept.

And what did you produce?

Oh god, this is embarrassing.

You have to remember,

we were 19 year old
pretentious tossers.

- We'll bear that in mind.
- I made an installation,

it was a pile of rubbish.

Couldn't have been that bad.

No, no, it was
a pile of rubbish,

banana skins, old
newspapers, that sort of thing.

Like I said, pretentious
twaddle, but the tutors loved it.

So what did you wanna
be, a model or an artist?

An artist, only modelled just
to earn enough for materials.

Yeah, but modeling's
gotta be a lot more lucrative

than flogging
canvases, isn't it?

- Gerry.
- Oh, he's right,

but I didn't make that
much for modelling either.

- Come on.
- No, seriously.

Modeling's one of
those professions

where men earn less than women.

Luckily the canvases
started to sell.

- They're really beautiful.
- Thanks.

- May I?
- Sure, yeah.

[Gentle music]

At the moment,
faces fascinate me.

I like strong features and
beautiful eyes, mouths,

a good nose.

I'm quite into ears.

[Gentle music]

Well, I think that's
all pretty clear.

I'd like a number
for your sister

and I'd also like you
to take a DNA test

so we can rule you
out of our inquiries.

Anything I can do to help.

[Gentle music]

I'm glad you're looking
into Stuart's death,

he was a genuinely nice guy

and didn't deserve
to go the way he did.

- Here, my sister's number.
- Thanks.

And that's a leaflet
to my exhibition,

I'm opening my studio to the
public for a couple of nights.

I hope it goes well.

I mean, I don't know if
you're interested in art, but...

Yeah, thanks.

[Gentle music]

Can I help you?

- Mrs. Bathley-Jones?
- Yes.

My name is halford,
this is Brian Lane,

we're with the
metropolitan police

and I think these are yours.

[Gentle music]

[Sighing]

Is everything okay?

What a lovely surprise!

I'd forgotten all about these.

Thank you so much.

- Please, come in.
- Thank you.

We were so disappointed
when we heard

we wouldn't be
getting our pictures.

Thank you, but then we heard
Roland's brother was dead.

- Oh, you knew Roland?
- Through my old job,

I was a model until I met
my husband, Anthony.

[Jack] Didn't he approve of
your line of business then?

No, nothing like that.

I packed it all in
to have babies.

How many children do you have?

Just martina, but she was
worth giving it all up for,

although if it hadn't
been for modelling,

I wouldn't have her.

My agent, Patrick Martin,
introduced me to Anthony.

You were with
the reflect agency?

That's right, Patrick
and his wife, penny

were martina's
godparents and more.

Thank you.

Patrick saved martina's life.

- Oh.
- How?

Martina has a rare blood type,

so when she needed a
transfusion after an operation,

it was panic stations.

Thankfully, Patrick is the
same type and happily donated.

[Jack] Well that one
was all happy families.

[Brian] Apart from the bit
where the daughter nearly died.

Oh for god's sake, Brian.

Maybe you should tell
me what this is really about.

What do you mean?

Well, yesterday you
were fine, cheerful,

all excited about Mark's
engagement and your photo project.

[Yelling]

Was there something
wrong with the photos then?

I wasn't in any of them.

Well that's because you
will behind the camera.

No, I just wasn't there,
all the big occasions

and most of the smaller ones.

I was conspicuous by my absence.

- You were working.
- Or boozing,

or just avoiding
going home full stop.

Yes, well there's nothing
you can do about that now.

No, you're right, there isn't.

Brian, where you going?

Come on, get in the car!

[Gentle music]

Where's Brian?

In the pit of
despair, apparently.

- He's not in a very good way.
- Anything we can do?

Not really.

I'll go around and
see Esther later,

- see if she wants anything.
- Okay, well keep me informed.

It's an incestuous
business, this photography.

Eh?

We've just taken back
some photos of a christening

and the baby is the goddaughter
of penny and Patrick Martin

of the reflect model agency.

The mother was
one of their models.

[Sandra] Oh!

That was Denny clacy's ex-wife.

They got divorced in August
87, six months after the murder.

- Ooh, do we know why?
- No, she wouldn't say.

She said Denny
would have to explain,

but she did give me his address.

- No, this can't be it.
- Number eight.

No, no, no, no, no, look, look,

footballers who are called
psycho do not become florists,

they have pubs or sport shops.

Maybe you should have
been a careers officer, Gerry,

because you have
very strong opinions

on what people should
or shouldn't do for a living.

Look, all I'm
saying is I know...

No, I know what you're saying,

you're saying that
men can't be florists.

I think you'll find that
we can, can I help ya?

- Denny clacy?
- Yeah.

So you're saying that this woman

had nothing to do with the
breakdown of your marriage?

Not directly, no.

- So there were other women?
- No, just candy.

I'm sorry, I'm not
being very clear.

I wanted that picture taken,
I wanted it in the paper.

Why?

So that no one
would think I was gay.

[Laughing]

- Why would they think that?
- Because I am gay.

But you played for Chelsea.

Yeah, I know, shocking ain't it?

- We get everywhere nowadays.
- No, no, I'm not saying...

It's all right, it's all right.

I thought that football
would sort me out,

although if marriage
hadn't done the trick,

I dunno why I thought
that spending half my life

with fit athletic men would.

That's why I was
such a dirty player,

I was always overcompensating.

And word of your
sexuality had got out?

Well sort of, there was
a rumour knocking about

that I was cheating
on my wife, Marie,

but no one had sussed
that it was with a bloke.

- Candy was a bloke?
- No, no, no,

she was all woman, real tits
and all, if you're interested.

Which he probably is.

So I hired candy,

made sure Kevin sharpe
got a shot for the sundays

to put everyone off the scent.

That's a bit
elaborate, isn't it?

You gotta understand I
spent my playing career

being called a black bastard

and having banana
skins chucked at me

while skinheads
made monkey noises.

Can you imagine what
would've happened

if they found out
that I was a puff?

But the pictures of you and
candy never made the papers.

Well, after that
it didn't matter.

I sat my wife
down and I told her

that there was gonna
be a story and she said,

"what, is it about
you being gay?"

- She knew?
- Of course she did,

Marie wasn't stupid, poor cow.

After that, I got the injury,

which was the best thing
that ever happened to me

because it meant that
I could stop pretending.

I talked to Marie and
she backed up his story.

Still seems pretty
bitter about it all.

Don't blame her.

I asked Denny for a DNA sample,

but I think we can rule him out.

The lab called
while you were out,

there's no match
with Chris parr's DNA.

Good.

Well, not good.

You know what I mean.

So we've got two sets
of incriminating photos

and nowhere to go.

Of course, Kevin sharpe
could've crossed someone else.

Yeah, maybe that's what
was in the empty canister.

Yeah, maybe the murderer
picked up all the unprocessed film,

took it to the old trout
and went through it

at his leisure and then
kept what he wanted

- and binned what he didn't.
- Yeah, I suppose.

The films were all
labelled, weren't they?

Empty canister wasn't.

Yeah, but all the
film we've seen

is a different make
to the canister.

So the only actual evidence
we have is the DNA.

And the newsreels
of the soho raid.

Oh, the new footage
that Brian ordered is here,

- do you wanna look?
- Yeah, great.

Soho has seen many
changes and transitions

- in it's history.
- Sharpe images.

[Cameraman] Sorry sue,
someone's walked in the shot.

Oh, what, behind me, over here?

- Yeah, try again.
- Oh.

[Sandra] What?

Watch that bloke there.

- But tonight saw another...
- Sorry sue.

[Sandra] He's changing his mind.

Yeah, 'cause he realises
there are cameras.

- That is Johnny Jones.
- Who?

Oh, a soho legend, king of
mucky books and filthy videos.

He could get you
anything you wanted,

whatever your preference,
big women, hairy women,

black, white, dirty little sod,

but he wasn't only
into pornography,

he dabbled in
dealing and pimping.

If he saw anything
at sharpe images,

there's no way he
would come forward.

Okay, let's track him down then.

Oh, there's no need.

He's doing 10
years in wandsworth.

- Right, let's go.
- Hang on,

he'll still be there in
the morning, won't he?

Yeah, but I thought
you wanted a crack on.

Contrary to popular belief,

I have a life outside
this place, Gerry.

We'll bring him
here in the morning.

[Mysterious music]

Detective
superintendent, you came.

- Hi.
- Hey.

Actually I wanted
to let you know

that the tests have
showed that your DNA

doesn't match the DNA
sample from the crime scene.

No, never doubted it.

Good.

Could I get you a drink?

Yeah, white wine
please, thank you.

I know he's looking forward

to meeting Mark's
girl on Sunday,

maybe that'll bring him around.

I dunno, I don't think so.

Oh dear, I see what you mean.

Nothing a bit of
sticky tape word fix.

- Bye.
- See ya.

I know absolutely
nothing about art,

I just like what I like.

Sandra, have you ever sat
for anyone, for a portrait?

- Thanks, Chris.
- No, I haven't.

You remember what I said
looked for in the subject?

Yeah, great ears.

So would you be offended
if I said you had great ears?

[Giggling]

I'm still not sure about this.

Look, it's just
paper and charcoal.

I can rip it up if you
don't like it, I promise.

[Gentle music]

Why faces?

Because it's the
only part of our body

we're happy to expose all
the time, which is ridiculous.

Why ridiculous?

Because it's a part of our
body which gives us away.

Well, you must know that.

How many times have you
looked into someone's face

- and known they're innocent?
- Or guilty.

Yeah, our faces betray us.

You're not making me feel

any more comfortable
about this, actually.

Don't worry, you're not
giving anything away.

[Gentle music]

Yeah, finished.

Tell me what you think.

You don't like it?

- Well, a deal's a deal.
- No, no, no, don't.

[Gentle music]

Governor, they
brought Johnny Jones in,

they're taking him
to the interview room.

Okay, give me a minute.

- Any news on Brian?
- Yeah, no change.

[Gentle music]

Ow, mind out, treat me gentle.

Hello mate, how are you?

- Gerry standing.
- How are you, Johnny?

Are you behind
this little day trip?

Yeah I am, as it happens.

Well thank you, I needed
a change of scenery.

Do you wanna take
a seat, Mr. Jones?

Over there.

Yeah, Gerry, you still
on the gaspers, mate?

Yeah, I am, but I can't help
you, whole place, no smoking.

Bloody hell, how do you manage?

Mr. Jones, we
need to talk to you

about the night of the
29th of September, 1987.

Do me a favour,

I can't remember what I
had for dinner last night,

let alone 20 years ago.

No, you'd remember this,
the night of the soho raids.

I was working.

You were dealing to
the sharpe brothers?

No, I was picking up.

Me and a couple of
people at an arrangement

- with the older brother.
- Roland?

Could've been.

For a nominal fee, my
suppliers would drop packages

at his place during the day,

so that I could pick
them up during the night

- when they were processing.
- What sort of packages?

Well, I'd like to say lollipops.

- Come on, Johnny.
- Coke for my girls mainly,

but that night the place
was crawling with reporters

and filth, I mean, officers
of the law, like yourself

and I only got as
far as the front door

before I realised I should smile

because I was on candid camera.

It was a shame about Stuart.

The sharpes had been
on York road for years

and our little arrangement
wasn't doing anyone any harm.

Were any other dealers
availing themselves

of Roland sharpe's
valuable community service?

I would imagine so,
but I never really asked.

There's a certain etiquette
one has to to observe

to avoid getting a
kick in the bollocks,

but I will say that the place
was generally quite busy

through the night.

Are you sure?

Look, I dunno, I thought it
was a way of protecting us

after all the robberies.

We had to do something
if we were gonna carry on

with the overnight processing.

I'm sorry, I don't
follow the logic.

How was inviting dealers
into the place protecting it?

Well, 'cause drug dealers

don't crap on their own
doorstep, kept an eye on the place,

warned people off.

Well, put it this way, did
a better job than your lot.

Up to the point when
your brother was killed.

How did it start?

I think it was Johnny
approached me first.

He said we can
make a lot of money

from a no questions
asked service.

Yeah, word got around, you know?

- Weren't just dealers.
- What do you mean?

There was a sex shop,
used to drop off videos

for their shyer clients.

Didn't have to be Barry Norman

to work out what was on those,

then there was a
model agency, reflect,

they used to do the
occasional drop off.

Of what?

Well, yeah, it was
a weird, that was.

First I thought it
was fruit and flowers.

- Sorry?
- On a fashion shoot,

to keep the models happy,
sometimes the photographers would

provide them a little
pharmaceutical treats.

They went down on the
expenses as fruit and flowers.

[Chuckling]

Anyway, someone
from the Martin's office

used to come around
every now and again

- and had a little paper bag.
- Who?

Dunno, definitely
wasn't one of the models.

What was in the bag?

Well it wasn't drugs or nothing,

'cause I had a sneak look once.

It was a 35 millimetre
film canister.

What's so weird about that?

You regularly
develop film for 'em.

Yeah, not these ones, we didn't.

'Course the first thing
that Springs to mind

is pornography.

But enough about
you and your problems.

[Laughing]

Pornography's the obvious thing,

something hardcore, illegal,

otherwise they'd have just
made a deal with Roland

for the processing,
wouldn't they?

Well, maybe some of
the models were involved.

I mean, that's Chris
parr said that modelling

didn't pay very well.

Or maybe the Martins
showed them a way

to make a bit of pin money.

Their names are all
over this investigation.

Well, why don't we start with
the girl who made the drop?

- Brenda, Sean's mad mum.
- Yeah.

Yeah, all right,
I'll have a word.

She's very fragile.

Yeah, oh, I've had an idea

and you two better
go and see Chris parr.

- Where is he?
- He's in here.

Oh, yeah.

[Dog whimpering]

All right, come on, I've
come to pick you up.

We need you back at work.

- I'm busy.
- Yeah, you look it.

- Come on!
- I said no.

All right, you're the boss.

Come on, scamp.

You know, your Esther
is a lovely woman

and she never complains
and I bet she never did,

not even when Mark was
little and you were barely there.

Well, not that I'm criticising.

I mean, who am I to criticise?

It's just I know how it was.

Yeah, there was always another
case to work, another drink.

That's what it was like, we
didn't know any better, did we?

Brian, basically,
we're old bill.

- I'll get your coat.
- I won't be most use.

No, probably not,
but it's worth a try.

Come on.

Mum, there's someone
here to see you.

Hello, Brenda.

Do you remember me, Gerry?

I've brought someone to
see you, my friend, Brian.

Brian, why don't you
have a word with her?

Oh, go on, please, mate.

It'll really help, honestly.

Sean, shall we leave them to it?

Hello, what's this?

Prozac, paroxetine,
no surprises here then.

- This you?
- Yeah,

yeah, my mum gave
up everything for me.

I got ill when I was a kid

and I was in and
out of hospital, so.

Yeah, what was wrong with you?

- Leukaemia.
- Oh, blimey.

Yeah, well, I mean,

they couldn't find a bone
marrow donor at first,

some rare blood type
or something, I dunno.

Everyone came forward to
see if they were the right match,

but, even Mr. Martin, yeah.

- Oh, well that's nice of him.
- Well yeah, I mean,

me and mum owe
Mr. and Mrs. Martin a lot.

Mr. Martin was the one
that gave me the job,

you know, when mum went funny.

And then you went to
work at the reflect agency?

- I was the secretary there.
- Were you?

A good one.

Well you liked your job then?

Oh, I loved it, all the lovely
people, especially Patrick.

And did you sometimes
run errands for Patrick?

You know, like
dropping stuff off?

Oh, of course, I was
Patrick's girl Friday,

well, that's what he called me.

Did you ever make deliveries
to sharpe images in soho?

Sometimes.

Deliveries in little brown bags?

- I can't tell you.
- Why not, Brenda?

- What was in the bags?
- I'm not telling.

They'll take him away from me.

Who?

Sean?

No, love, he's 22.

It's not gonna happen,
Brenda, I promise you.

Patrick was just trying to
help, he has such a big heart.

Those little canisters
made a lot of people happy,

they helped them have
beautiful children like my Sean.

How?

What was in the canisters?

- Sperm.
- I beg your pardon?

Patrick ran a sperm bank.

It was really clever.

The models got a
little bit of extra cash

and the women got a
beautiful baby, guaranteed.

I'm sorry?

Beautiful people
make beautiful babies.

You said that being a
male model didn't pay well.

- Sometimes, I did odd jobs.
- With the reflect agency?

- Sometimes.
- What sort of odd jobs?

- Pornography?
- Good god, no.

Is that really what
you think of me?

[Phone ringing]

Gerry?

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Thanks, we'll see
you back in the office.

Bye.

I think you need
to tell us everything.

- About what?
- Your odd jobs.

Oh god.

It seemed like a really
good idea at the time,

but afterwards, I felt terrible

and I honestly only did it once.

- Who first approached you?
- Patrick Martin,

but you have to understand
that some women see models

in the pages of magazines
and they assume

that clothes aren't the
only things we're selling.

I mean, the agency was
approached all the time.

How much did you charge?

200 pounds, but I
really needed the money.

Where did the
transaction take place?

Well, we went out to dinner

and that was as far as
it was supposed to go,

but she had booked
a hotel, I'd had a drink,

so we got down to business.

So you delivered it fresh?

- I'm sorry?
- The sperm.

What sperm?

Gerry has just told
me that Patrick Martin

runs a sperm bank.

I wasn't one of the sperm
donors, I was an escort.

Okay, so assuming the
killer wasn't after the camera,

or the undeveloped film,

why would anyone
kill for a sperm cell?

I'll tell you what,

I thought I'd heard
and seen most things,

but an illegal sperm bank?

[Laughing]

Actually, the Martins
hadn't broken the law.

You only have to be
licenced if it's frozen sperm.

- Get away!
- No, that's right,

and anyway, even
if it was a crime,

the only witness we
have so far is Brenda

and she's a bit doolally.

Actually, I think Brian
and I may have spoken

to one of Patrick's customers.

Mrs. Bathley-Jones, why could
neither you nor your husband

donate blood for
martina's operation?

I told you, martina has
a very rare blood group,

we weren't the right type.

Is your husband
martina's natural father?

Did you use a sperm donor,

found for you by Patrick Martin?

You can't tell Anthony,
he'd be heartbroken.

Could you just talk us
through the transaction?

Transaction, you make
it sound so clinical.

- It wasn't like that.
- Then tell us how it was.

I was getting desperate,
all I wanted was a child.

That's how I ended
up telling Patrick

what I was going
through, he offered to help.

[Jack] And along came martina.

She is the best thing
that ever happened to us.

After he helped me,

I asked if he could help
some friends of mine.

So you helped Patrick
to build up his business.

Mrs. Bathley-Jones, we'd
like you to make a statement.

No, that's not possible.

I don't want this to be
common knowledge.

Then I'm afraid you'll have
to help us in another way.

Diane, lovely to see you.

- How's martina?
- Just wonderful,

she's home this weekend,
you should pop round.

[Patrick] I might just do that.

So, what can I do for you?

This is Emily, a friend of mine.

- Hi.
- She has a problem.

I think you might
be able to help her.

[Tense music]

[Gerry] I'm not
happy about this.

So you've said, several times.

Did you even think of
clearing it with her superiors?

Of course I did

and since when have you
been so picky about things?

I thought you were above it all?

I don't run a sperm
bank anymore,

but there are plenty in London.

I know, I've been to them all.

You are aware that the law
concerning sperm donation

changed last year?

I read something about that.

Now, artificially conceived
children have the right

to trace their father.

And it's had quite an effect.

Absolutely, the waiting
lists are ridiculous,

so when Diane confided
in me about martina.

Please don't be angry with
her, I made her bring me here.

Is there any way you can help?

I think I might be
able to help you.

She's a good cop, Gerry.

Her real dad would
be proud of her.

She's got it.

[Mysterious music]

Hello again.

- Can I help you?
- I hope so.

I'd like you to talk me
through a transaction

that was just made between
yourself and one of my officers.

Your officer?

We know about
the bank, Mr. Martin.

There's nothing wrong with
helping women have children,

desperate women.

Desperate enough to kill?

We believe that
Stuart sharpe's murder

was linked to one
of your deliveries,

so who did the sample come from?

Fine, we'll do it the hard way.

I'll seize every bank statement,

every record for
the last 25 years,

I'll contact every model
that's ever been on your books,

any woman that's ever
written a cheque for you,

how's that for discretion?

- You can't do that.
- Oh, I can and I will.

[Gentle music]

How many of these
children are yours?

All of them.

[Dramatic music]

[Car screeching]

[Dramatic music]

[Car screeching]

[Car screeching]

[Car screeching]

[Dramatic music]

- Give it to me!
- Sorry?

Give it to me!

Give it to me, it's not
starting all over again!

[Shouting]

Hang on!

You're under arrest for
assaulting a police officer.

Emily, are you all right?

You do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your
defence if you do not mention,

when questioned,

something which you
later rely on in court.

Anything you do say
may be given in evidence.

- Where were you?
- Level four.

- We said level five.
- Get some backup.

- Thank you.
- Come here, you.

Good girl.

Patrick always told
me that it didn't matter

that I couldn't have children.

He said I was enough
for him, but he lied.

How did you know

that Patrick had
fathered all the children?

Patrick has a rare
blood group, ab negative.

When martina nearly died,

the first thing he did
was to offer to give blood.

Everyone thought he was
being very thoughtful and heroic.

And he did it again
when Sean was ill.

I spoke to Brenda
and she confessed

that she'd gone to
Patrick behind my back.

Brenda wasn't fit to bring
up a child, you've seen her!

That's when I knew
it had gone too far!

He was addicted to having
children, I had to stop him.

So you went to sharpe images?

I had to start somewhere.

I told the guy I was
picking up photos

and while he was in the
back, I searched the place,

but he caught me and I needed
to get away, so I pushed him,

hard.

And he hit his head?

I was just so
angry with Patrick,

but it was Stuart
who got in the way.

The CBS have decided
to charge penny Martin

- with manslaughter.
- What about Patrick?

He hasn't done anything illegal.

Can't we get him
on a fraud charge?

The damage outstrips
the benefits, Gerry.

Sometimes ignorance is bliss.

[Gentle music]

[Esther] Ah, ah.

[Gentle music]

I didn't think I'd
see you again.

Is this an official visit?

- Okay, ground rules.
- Go on.

- My job comes first.
- Same with me.

I don't do soppy phone calls

in the middle of a working day.

I don't even answer the phone.

I don't wanna meet your family.

I don't wanna meet yours.

Anything else?

Yeah.

I don't pay for sex.

Shame, 'cause I have a
special offer on this week,

- buy one, get one free.
- Well, I do love a bargain.

[Gentle music]

♪ It's all right 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 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 ♪

[Upbeat music]