All language subtitles for New.Tricks.S05E04.Loyalties.And.Royalties.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-squalor_Track03

Strawberry mivvi or orange maid?

Ah! You can't beat a
good stretch of shingle, eh?

Well, you can of course. Fine
white sand is obviously preferable to...

Hey, they've still got one of them
laughing policemen up on the pier...

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha..
What do you want, Brian?

Oh, me teeth!

I just thought I'd come and see how
you were, you know. And how am I?

Sandra's been offered
another job. So's Gerry.

Well, not so much offered,
more threatened with.

You're wasting your time. Am I?

Are you sure it's me that's
the one wasting his time?

What does Mary say? What?

I've been watching you for
the last half hour. Talking to her.

Please, just go away.

No, I don't think
she'd have said that.

I bet she didn't say, "get hanson.
Go after him. Avenge me, Jack," either.

You're treading a
very fine line here.

I thought that's what
friends were for?

I can't do it, Brian.

I can't do it any more.

I seem to remember
saying that myself once.

My old governor told me
I was talking out my arse.

And he was right.

He got away with it, Brian.

He got away with murder.

And he's out there now
somewhere, laughing at us.

And are you going to just
let him have the last laugh?

Are you going to let
that apology for a man

stop you doing what you do
better than any cop I ever knew?

It's just a job.

Yeah, for some people.

Not for you.

Is this lolly going to melt in
my hand or in your mouth?

Will you take the
bloody thing, I'm frozen!

I don't like strawberry.

♪ It's all right it's ok

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

♪ it's all right I say it's ok

♪ listen to what I say

♪ it's all right, doing fine

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

♪ it's all right I say it's ok

♪ we're gettin' to
the end of the day. ♪

You took your time, dad.

So what's the panic? It's two
o'clock in the bleedin' morning.

It's one of the
patients... Lori Slade.

She's been talking about a
man called Andy Fletcher.

Not the guitarist
from bad faith?

I used to love music
more than anything.

This old codger still
hasn't grown out of it.

Were you really
a fan of bad faith?

Ooh, yeah. They were it for me.

Especially Andy.

Yeah, Paula said you knew him.

Ish.

Me and this girl, Sam,

used to hang around
outside his house after school,

just desperate to
get a glimpse of him.

Hardly ever did but then
sometimes he even used to talk to us.

I was just mad about him.

Then that thing happened.

He killed himself.

No, somebody else did.

Now, why do you
say that? I was there.

You were with him
the night he died?

No, not with him. But I saw him.

He was supposed to be at a gig,

so me and Sam knew
he wasn't gonna be there.

I dared her to go in
and Nick something.

What into his house?
You broke in? No.

We didn't have to.

Andy had a terrible memory.

He used to keep a spare key
in a crack under the front step.

We saw him get it a few times.

What happened? She was
only there a couple of minutes

when he turned up. I tried
to talk to him, to stop him

but he blanked me.
So when he went in,

I went round the back of the
house to see if I could see Sam,

let her know.

But I couldn't.

Instead, I heard voices

like a... Like an argument
between two men.

Then I heard the shot...

What did you do? I
ran all the way home.

Why didn't you report this?

Well, I did.

They thought I was making it
up. What happened to Sam?

I never saw her again.

She wasn't really a mate.

This is her. Was.

Why are you telling me this now?

I know I should have done
something before. Please.

I'm telling the truth.

What's wrong with her?

Heroin.

She's been an
addict for 30 years.

Her body's shutting down.

It's not much to go on, is it, the
word of a life long junkie and these?

People don't use their
last words to lie, dad.

No, I'd like to believe her but I
know what the guvnor's going to say.

An infatuated girl who
became a life long smack addict

is hardly a credible
witness, Gerry.

Guvnor, people don't
use their last words to lie.

Did Paula tell you to say that?

I had a look at
the original file.

There is absolutely no mention of
either the key or Lori's statement.

Which might mean
she made it all up.

Sir. Not interrupting,
am I? No, no.

We were just discussing a
possible case. No, we weren't!

You've got a visitor.
He doesn't want a fuss.

Here we are. And look, Jack. We've
kept your desk exactly as it was.

Yes, thank you, Brian, I do
remember where my desk was. Jack.

He doesn't want a fuss! Sandra.

Gerry! Hello, mate.
Ooh, new coat?

No.

How about a cup of tea, hmm?

Yeah, coming up.
So, what's happening?

Well, Sandra and Gerry were
just discussing a 'potential case'?

Yeah, death of a musician, Andy Fletcher.
Oh, what, bad faith? Yeah, that's right.

Well, don't sound
so surprised, Gerry.

God's thunder is one
of my favourite albums.

Really? Gerry's witness says that she saw this
Andy Fletcher shortly before he committed suicide.

Supposedly committed suicide.

She overheard a fight before the
gunshot. Says she overheard a fight.

The original team found
nothing suspicious...

Look, all I'm asking is for
the guvnor to talk to her.

Gerry we've got, quite enough...
Sounds like a good idea. The file is closed

I'm sure we could
massage our remit a little.

Why don't you find out
what this woman has to say?

Fine. Fine.

I had no idea that Brian had taken
it upon himself to find Jack halford.

Well, frankly, it puts
me in a difficult position.

For a start, were I
to allow him to return,

I would need to know how that would affect
your intention to examine other options?

I want him back.

Well, that doesn't
answer my question.

I want him back... please.

Yeah, well, let's see
how this case works out.

Thank you, sir.

Sir.

Come on then, Gerry. Yeah.

Where's Jack? Toilet. How is he?

He's just finding his feet
again, you know. He'll be fine.

Keep an eye on him, yeah?

Course. Right, well I'll just get on
to that right away then, yeah? Jack!

Welcome back.

See you later, mate.

Cheers.

Hi, sweetheart.

Hi, dad. Hi, Paula. Sandra.

Nice to see you. How's little Gerry?
Less trouble than the older one.

Listen, can we have
a word with Lori?

Oh, dad, you're
too late. Too late?

This morning. I was
going to call you...

Well, that's that.
I'm sorry, Gerry.

Hold on, I've got an idea.

What?

Just humour me, ok?

Gerry, it has been 30 years.

Yeah, well, another couple of
minutes ain't gonna hurt then, is it?

Hold on.

Hold on. Yes! Yes! Yes!

Yes... good morning.

The body of Andy Fletcher

was found on the morning
of the 5th August, 1975.

He was killed with a single
shot from this luger pistol,

some times between 9
and 11 the previous evening.

Toxicology reports say that he had a
cocktail of illegal drugs in his system.

Now Andy's prints are on the gun

and the bullet trajectory is
consistent with the weapon

being pointed to the chin.

Classic suicide, although
there was no note found.

Now, because there was no
sign of anybody in the house

the evening before it was, well,

not surprisingly thought
that he killed himself,

but the discovery of this key
potentially changes all that.

Gerry, I'm sorry to
interrupt, but erm,

who were bad faith?

Bad faith.

Only one of the greatest
rock'n'roll bands of the '70s.

They formed in '74, but then because
of Andy's death they split up in '75.

They only made one album,
god's thunder, but it was a classic.

An all time classic. Is that right,
sir? An under appreciated gem, Gerry.

I mean, had he not died,
they would have been huge.

So presumably he
had a lot to live for?

Look what I found on the net.

It's their final gig.

This took place just two
hours before Andy died.

Yep, yep, see that's
Charlie Webber on drums.

Danny Jones on bass.

Listen to that.

Dave dalston, the singer of
course and Andy Fletcher...

One of the all time
great guitarists.

Blimey, they're
boppin', they're boppin'.

Yeah, there were loads of stories about the
band's notoriously volatile relationships.

Are you saying no-one from the original
investigation interviewed any of these blokes?

Why would they? They were famous
for their bust ups. Who found the body?

Their manager. Clive Evans. What's
happened to the band since then?

Well, Dave dalston went solo
and had a string of hits like,

white bride black widow, I
lost my heart in a game of love.

And of course, keep it going.

But then he just kind of petered out. Now, Danny
Jones, the bass player, he formed a psychedelic band,

called white onyx, and
apparently fried his brain with acid.

As for the drummer, Charlie
Webber, he just kind of disappeared.

So, I suggest that our first port of
call is the manager, clive Evans.

You're a bit of a music fan
then, Gerry? Me, yeah, I love it.

Do you, do you play at all?
Well, I used to sing a bit actually.

Oh, well you might be able to help me
out then. I'm in a band myself, actually.

Are you?! Yeah, with di's
Duncan and rodley and ds Elliott.

We've got a, a little gig next
week but we've lost our vocalist.

Gerry, you'd be
perfect. What me?!

Of course he will, sir. He will.

I'm going to be busy on this case.
It is for a local children's charity.

All: Oh, Gerry! Think of their little
faces. They're little children, come on.

All right then, all right, I
mean just theoretically I might.

Excellent!

Rock music plays

Clive Evans?

That's right love. Could
we have a word, please?

Andy, I loved him.

What a talent. Losing
that boy cost me a fortune.

I saw them once, you know? Yeah,
fantastic 1975, hammersmith odeon.

That's not...?

Andy recorded devil's
got a new name on that.

No! What a track that was,
that was my favourite song.

Tell me about the night he died?

Well, it was their biggest gig. Everyone wanted
to be there. Even bowie couldn't get a ticket.

Andy got nervous, buggered up
one of his solos. It all kicked off.

What happened? I grabbed him as he ran off the stage
and he said, it's over, it's over. What was over?

Well, the band.

I mean young blokes, egos get the better
of them. How did the guys usually get on?

Things got a bit difficult
towards the end. In what way?

Well, I put it down to drugs. I mean
we were right in the '70s, weren't we?

Well, present company, er...

What did the others
do after the concert?

I'd booked a suite at the Dorchester,
so I took everybody there to calm down.

The following morning, I drove over
to Andy's to get him to a band meeting.

When he didn't answer the door I managed to get
a look in the window. There he was on the floor.

Did you try to get in? I couldn't. So you didn't
know about the spare key in the front garden?

News to me. Do you really think he killed
himself? Do you want to know what I think?

He got home, he got wasted,
realised a mistake he'd made and...

Yeah, well, about the
drugs, who was his dealer?

Some bloke called the doctor.
He dealt for a lot of bands. Name?

Do you recognise
either of these girls?

No. There was loads of birds around. I
mean what's this about? Andy shot himself.

That's what we're trying
to establish, mr Evans.

Look, you like the
band, right? Yeah.

Andy's dead. Leave him in peace.

Music blares

do we have to listen to this? Of course. It's
vital we immerse ourselves in their world.

In that case, I'm off.

Phone rings

hello? 'Brian?'

hi, how are you getting on? 'Well, we've found
Andy's one surviving relative. His mother.' Good.

No luck with Sam though,
nothing on missing persons,

but we have found the addresses
of Dave dalston and Danny Jones.

Text me those addresses would you? 'Yeah, but I
haven't got a mobile.' Well, use Jack's. Honestly!

Where are you going? To see Gail Fletcher.
I've had enough of being cooped up here.

Right I'll come with you. I can manage thank
you. Yeah, but I need to use your phone.

Heavy metal music riff

listen to that bass. I'm listening. Yeah,
you're listening, but are you hearing it?

I value my ear drums, Gerry.

Tell me more about Dave dalston.

Dave dalston is one of the
all time great rock singers.

I mean this is the man who
gave you real wild woman!

You must know real wild woman.

You do! It's... ♪ I love it
when you wear your red dress

♪ really turns me on

♪ with your hair all loose

♪ you know it
makes me strong... ♪

this one.

♪ You're a real wild woman

♪ a real wild woman yeah! ♪

No?

No! What do you know about his
relationship with Andy Fletcher?

They were terrific together. I mean dalston was the
front man, but Andy... That was the real talent.

Like Robbie and
Gary in take that?

Are you a bit nervous?

Me?!

Do me a favour(!)

Whirring squeaking motor

That's him. That's Dave dalston.

Oh, bollocks!

Flat battery.

What can I do for you?

Detective superintendent
Pullman, Gerry standing, ucos.

We're re-investigating
the death of Andy Fletcher.

Well, you'd better come in then. Give us a hand
with the gates, mate? The electric's are buggered.

Gerry, help him.
Sorry. Sorry. Sorry.

It's Dave dalston!

Welcome to... Dalston towers.

Forget that... Come
and listen to this.

Hang on, boys. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

These guys need to talk
to me. Hang five, yeah?

Ah come on Dave, we're right in the middle
of rehearsal. Won't be long. Just chill, man.

Come on through to Dave's den.

So are you going on tour again,
mr dalston? In the blood innit?

Call me Dave please. Take a pew.

We've got a one off gig
in guildford next week.

I could get you a ticket. Guildford? That's
hardly like the good old days, is it?

Tell me about it. The problem with my fans is they're
all the wrong demographic. They're all his age.

Kids think of bad faith...

And they think of an old
man's band. No offence.

So, Andy, eh? Dead 30 years
and still stirring up trouble.

We're trying to build up a picture of him. Can you
tell me who were his close friends outside the band?

Well, there was no outside
the band. The band was his life.

But he must have
had some friends?

When you're in the middle of... A phenomenon
like us you don't need anybody else.

You see if you haven't been
there, you can't understand it.

How was he on the weeks
leading up to his death?

He seemed... Distant.

Depressed? Well,
he must have been.

The police didn't speak to you
at the time, did they? No need.

It was suicide. He died following
a very public fight with you.

That was frustration.

It was our biggest gig right and
Andy was nervous and I was...

I was ready to rock.

I overreacted.

Oh, thank you.

That's how I prefer
to remember Andrew.

You don't seem to have any pictures
of him when he was in the band?

No. Those people killed
him. I'm sorry? As good as.

How well did you know the
other people in the band?

I didn't have to meet them to
know what they would be like.

I did my best to keep him
away from bad influences.

Must have been difficult for
you bringing him up on your own.

What was he like as a teenager?

He didn't like it here.

He moved away.

We didn't speak for some time but
towards the end he got back in touch.

He said he wanted to get away.

Make a new life abroad.
He wanted to leave the band?

Something was worrying him
but he wouldn't talk about it.

Do you have
children, mr halford?

No...

But I do know what
it's like to lose someone.

It's the most terrible thing...

Mrs Fletcher, did you
keep anything of Andrew's?

Something that might be helpful?

It's just as he left it.

And that's the last
thing he sent me.

Can I take these away with me?

If they help.

I understand you want
to keep this room as it was

but I think you ought to
do something about that.

That wasn't here
in Andrew's day.

I want to repair it but I've
been told it'll cost thousands.

How much contact have you had with
the band since Andrew's death? None.

But surely there must have been
some legal matters to discuss?

Financial issues?

Andrew didn't have any money.

I wrote a song for Andy in memory
of him. You might like it. ♪ oh... ♪

I'm sorry, mr dalston, but before you do that,
could you tell us what happened after the concert?

Evans took us to a suite at
the Dorchester to cool down -

him and me and
Charlie and Danny.

How long did you
stay? All night.

How would you describe
your friendship with Andy?

It was like brothers, wasn't it?

But it wasn't always easy was it? Well, it never
is, is it? I mean look at Keith and sir Mick.

But hey, you know,

I'm a lover not a fighter.

You must have been very angry when he broke
up the band. It wasn't his band to break up!

I was the face of that band.

He was going
nowhere till he met me!

It's always the same
with them that die young.

People seem to forget that I recorded
keep it goin' a year after Andy died

and it went triple platinum in Finland and
those Finns know a thing or two about music!

Do you recognise these girls?

No.

But you did know Andy kept a
gun at his house? Yeah, well,

he thought it was good for
his rock'n'roll image, didn't he(?)

And the key? The key to the door
that he kept under the front step?

Hang on, there was one guy
that Andy knew, the doctor.

He was your dealer. He
was everybody's dealer.

He used to show up at the parties with his little
medicine bag. What was his name? The doctor.

When was the last time you were in
touch with any of the band? Oh, years ago.

Last I heard, Danny lost it on the
wogan show, ran around the studio naked

and Charlie, our wild man,
has found religion somewhere.

And Evans? I don't think he ever forgave
me for managing my own career later on.

Knocking

how long you gonna be, Dave?

I am just wrapping this up.

My guitarist. Well, you know
how temperamental they can be!

Yes!

Of course!

"You going on tour, mr dalston?" I thought
you were offering to roadie for him.

Ok, he may be a bit of a
tosser but he's hardly a killer.

He's got a short fuse though. He said he was
pumped up that night and he knew about the gun.

He could have gone to Andy's, got into an
argument... what about that doctor bloke?

That's the second time we've heard about him. Yeah
it's funny how both he and Evans mentioned it.

False lead? Could be. Dalston wasn't
surprised when we turned up either.

You reckon Evans tipped him off?

We need to break
that hotel alibi.

Danny Jones. Yep.

Nah, typical half day anarchist.

Funny place for him
to end up though, innit?

Where do you go after you've
run naked at Terry wogan?

Another tip off? I'll see if I can
get a trace put on Evans' calls.

Music system plays:
"Real wild woman"

♪ you're a real wild woman

♪ you're a real wild woman, yeah

♪ you're a real wild woman... ♪

gotcha! Oh...

You idiot! You were enjoying
that weren't you? Go on, admit it!

Rubbish. I was merely trying to
see what all the fuss was about.

What's all this? I'm on to something.
Some of Andy's possessions,

including notebooks full of song lyrics
he sent to his mother just before he died.

What? This is all Andy's? Yeah.

And apparently he was making plans to leave the
band before that concert. And on the day he died,

he withdrew from his bank just
over £12,000 - closing the account -

yet there was no money
found at the house. Look at this!

Highway to
heartbreak. Live lie die.

Do you know what? These could all
be the original demos for the album.

Gail Fletcher doesn't get a penny of the royalties
and I would like to know where that money is going.

Mmm...

Bugger it!

What? I thought I'd cracked it.

In the photo, Sam's
wearing a badge -

"bad faith's fan club".

I thought if I got a list of the
members... I've checked it on the net,

it closed in 1978. In the morning,
find out who ran it. And, Gerry,

speak to Danny and see if
you can find Charlie Webber

because he can't simply have vanished.
You and I will go and visit Evans, Jack.

Right. And there's
the doctor. Who?

Brian mutters to himself

TV narrator in background

bad faithfuls... Come on.

Oh, no, not again. I thought you wanted to see
this. No, not now. What's the matter with you?

You've wolfed down your supper, I
haven't had a word out of you since.

I'm sorry, love, I'm
trying to find something.

Gerry's got us involved in this
investigation about a pop group.

They are called bad faith...

Oh, I used to quite
like them. Did you?

Anyway I can't find the
address of their fan club.

Well, what about old copies of the melody
maker. I used to look in the classifieds.

I'll try the library tomorrow. They keep
magazines for 6 months, not 30 years.

Why don't you try one
of those speciality shops.

Of course...

Esther! Mwah!

Cheers.

Any sign? Not yet.

Just had word back on the phone trace. Evans
did speak to Danny and dalston yesterday.

Jack...

You don't have to say anything. I
just want to know if you're all right.

I will be.

Is that him?

Yeah, but it can
wait if... No, it can't.

Band: One, two, three, four...

Rock music plays

mr Evans. Gordon
Bennett, you made me jump!

This is my colleague, Jack
halford. We have a few questions

about bad faith's
finances. We all had those.

Never let the talent look after
their money. Who did the accounts?

Well, they did. Through a publishing
company called flaming rizla.

Never let musicians name their
companies either. Who runs it now?

I've got no idea. Never had anything to
do with it. What about Andy's royalties?

Where are they paid?

Woo, woo, granddad, this is
a lot of questions for so early.

Just answer 'em, granddad!

You'll have to ask the prs.

Who? The performing rights
society, they handle royalties.

Ok. Cheers.

Oh, when did you last
speak to any of the band?

Years ago.

Thanks.

Excuse me, I'm looking for rocky Powell, former
secretary of the bad faithful. I think you found him.

Can I have a word?

Rock music on car stereo

come on Brian, where are you?

Danny?

Danny Jones? Oh,
pleased to meet you!

Gerry standing from the unsolved
crime and open case squad. Ucocs?

Well, no, it's ucos actually.

Yeah, I'd like to ask you a
few things about Andy Fletcher.

No comment.

Well, we could do it down at the station
if you prefer. I bet you love saying that.

Can I see your warrant card?

No, I haven't got one. I
know. I've read about you lot.

Read a lot about the
police, do you? Yeah.

And so should you. You'd hand
your badge in if you had one.

Really. Don't get me wrong,
i'm not against the concept of law

and order, it's just that you're a puppet
of a self serving state. Yeah, yeah, yeah,

I didn't come here for a lecture. And I
said, "no comment." Hey, sorry I'm late.

Hi, hello there.
Danny Jones is it?

Brian Lane, pleased
to meet you, mate.

Are you taking the piss?

I haven't got time for all this.

I couldn't trouble you for
a glass of water, could I?

I haven't had my
tribothibizulim.

Let me see those.
Tribothibizulim.

How long you been taking these?

Fourteen years. Six.

Get away!

Not him.

Oi, you, watch me bike.

Thank you.

So you get a bit of aggro
with the police, do you?

We don't like the
p word in here.

Maybe you need an ally then?

Let me just ask you something.

Look, you're talking
about 30 years ago.

I've been through a lot.

So what was Andy like?

He was my mate. I loved him.

Beyond that my memory's...

Fragmented.

Acid'll do that.

So you don't remember anything
about the last time you saw him?

No. What not even the concert?

Or anything afterwards then?
We all went back to a hotel.

Oh, you do remember
that? Like I said. Fragments.

You wouldn't happen to know
where, um, Charlie Webber is?

Last I heard, he was on a
spiritual pilgrimage to Nepal.

Gerry.

Got that picture?

What? Have you got the picture?

Hold it up. All
right, all right!

Lori and Sam. Do
you remember them?

No. What are you two sniffing
round for anyway? He shot himself.

The doctor?

What?

What about the doctor?

Bastard gave me the
worst trip of my life.

One of your fragments wouldn't
happen to include his name?

Well, just his first.

Lance.

Thank you.

The prs pay the royalties in to an offshore
fund in the Seychelles. That's all they know.

I hate to say this but I'm
beginning to go off bad faith.

Never meet your heroes. But it turns out
that the doctor might be real after all.

How did you get on
with your fan club thing?

Names and addresses for all
members from 1974 to 1978.

But before you get excited,
there are no sams in '74 or '75.

Oh, you beauty, listen to this. "The
home of drug dealer, Lance Cooper,

"was raided on the
very night that Andy died.

"He escaped but was caught a week
later" and was banged up for 8 years.

A tenner says he's our man.

Tenner says he isn't. You're on.

Whatever this is about, I haven't
gone by that name for 30 years.

I only used it because I
thought it sounded "cool".

We're looking into the death of
one of your clients - Andy Fletcher.

How well did you know bad faith?

I didn't. They know you. Oh,
everyone knew me. Or wanted to.

My relationships with my clients were purely
social. I'd see them at parties, after gigs...

With your little medicine bag. The
police raided your home at 6 o'clock

on the night that Fletcher
died, but you got away.

Now the coroner estimated
Andy's death at nine.

So where were you
then? A hotel in earls court.

Can anyone back
that up? Well, no.

Did Andy owe you
money? No. I kept it clean.

What is this about?

You say you didn't know any of bad faith,
but you did know Charlie Webber, didn't you?

The photograph! The one
you're sat sitting in front of, man!

Oh, that was years later.

I met him in Nepal
after I was released.

On his "spiritual pilgrimage"?

Yeah, before he became a
Buddhist. Where is he now?

We lost touch...

Oh, well, never mind, we've
still got more than enough

to bring you in now, wouldn't
you say so, Gerry? Not half.

Drug dealer on the
run with no alibi...

Look, Charlie is a
very private person.

He's turned his back on society.

What do you think he's going to tell his staff when
we march him out of here? All right, all right.

He runs the shamhana retreat.

Can you spell that?

S-h-a-m-h-a-n-a

r-e-t-r-e-a-t.

Tenner... but he did give
us Charlie Webber's address.

Oh, good let's go and see him then because
I've had enough of bad teenage poetry.

Afternoon. How's the progress?

Good. Well, it was until this computer
blocked me from tracing offshore accounts.

Ah, you need scd. Sounds nasty.

It's the specialist
crime directorate.

I remember when squads had names
you could understand - murder, vice.

They make a very significant
contribution. They're on the 6th floor.

I'll make an appointment
for you today.

All set for band practice?

Ah, I don't know, sir... oh, you're
not getting cold feet are you?

No it's.. I've got a bit of a
throat. A sort of tickle, you know...

Must be all that singing in the car earlier.
I'm sorry to hear that. Maybe tomorrow?

Oh, yeah, he'll be fine by then.

Sir.

Mobile keypad beeps

Excuse me, we're
looking for Charlie Webber.

Who? Charlie Webber.
He runs this place.

Mobile rings hello?

Cacophony of mobile ring tones

Guvnor.

Look.

No, it can't be.

Blimey, it is.

Gong reverberates

Charlie Webber?

I am t'an shin wangdu.

Wang what?!

Wangdu.

But you were Charlie Webber?

Many years ago, yes.

Detective superintendent
Pullman, Gerry standing - ucos.

We're re-investigating
the death of Andy Fletcher.

At shamhana we do not
use terms such as death.

At ucos we do.

Andy is not dead.

His spiritual essence has merely
passed from one dimension to another.

Yeah, well, he's dead enough,
he's not going to walk in on us.

True.

Although we feel his spirit

as our corporeal shell withers.

Cut the crap, Charlie! Where were
you on the night that Andy died?

We all went to a
hotel with clive Evans.

And then?

He left the next morning
to speak to Andy.

T'an shin wangdu senses that you
both need to be spiritually cleansed.

Pardon?!

You should stay.

You would greatly benefit from
our complete wellbeing treatment.

T'an shin wangdu can tell

that you are full...

Of toxins.

Music system plays: ♪ I
can't help it it's god's thunder...

Please, Brian, you must have
immersed yourself enough by now!

Oi, oi how was your std? Like a
junior stock brokers' convention.

Brian? Hopeless!

Without Sam we can't
prove anything. Great(!)

Mobile rings

hello...

Not yet, sir, no.

Really?

Ok, thank you.

So you didn't make your
scd appointment then?

I don't need advice from a bunch of
students who think that a mobile phone

and a tuppeny ha'penny degree
is a substitute for hard graft.

He was trying to help.

He wants a briefing in the morning. What should
I tell him, that his worst fears are confirmed?

What fears? The only reason

that strickland sanctioned this case was because
he hoped you would prove ucos was worth saving.

Did you really think he was just going to
pretend the last few weeks hadn't happened?

I've had enough. I need a drink.

♪ I get up in the
morning sunshine, baby

♪ I wanna be your man

♪ waiting for the
very first time maybe

♪ you say you'll understand

♪ I get up waiting for
the night to come... ♪

Sam... I've found
her. ♪ ..I get up... ♪

yeah!

♪ ..Waiting for your
love to come baby... ♪

oh, yes! Oh, yes,
I found her! Oh!

♪ Come on, baby, is it
right that I wait here all night

♪ just to keep it goin'

♪ keep it goin'

♪ got a feeling
what I'm doing's right

♪ just to keep it goin'
keep it goin', baby... ♪

oh, you cheeky little sod...

♪ ..Keep it goin' till
the morning comes... ♪

Sandra? Yeah, listen,

we've had the answer
under our noses all the time.

♪ When I'm in the lonely... ♪

dalston stole Andy's songs.

♪ ..Waiting for your
love to come... ♪

because they're all
here in Andy's notebooks.

♪ ..For the very first time,
baby you see that I... ♪

Stacey Anne Michaels?
Yeah. What do you want?

I'd like to ask... you're old
bill. A former police officer.

I've got nothing to say to you.
Well, you don't know what I want yet.

Welcome back Gerry standing
the adult. What does that mean?!

The last two days you've been wandering
around like a star struck teenager.

Peter...? Jack halford...

That's right, ooh the
condor bank job '84.

So, how's life in
the Seychelles?

You are? Fantastic.

How do you feel about
doing a favour for an old pal?

Well, well, well,
isn't this cosy?

You do realise this
is private property?

You always wanted a reunion.

I see Charlie Webber's back?

It is permitted that
when I leave the temple...

Leave it out, wangdu.

Oh, Danny Jones. Find
the place all right did you?

How are your "fragments"?

Puppet. Muppet.

So what's the occasion?
Just old friends catching up.

How touching.

Recognise this? No.

No. Cos it contains several of
your better known solo songs.

But strangely enough they all
seem to be in Andy's handwriting.

Let me see it.

That's a fake.

No, it isn't.

All right, he'd played me a few new songs
before he died. Some of them must have stuck.

What word for word,
chord for chord?!

Where did this
come from? His mum.

She's been looking
after it for 30 years.

Oh. Well, then maybe you could tell
me how I'm supposed to have seen it?

Muppet.

If we can't get strickland a
result Gerry, ucos is finished.

I just hope Brian got
something useful out of Stacey.

Gov, those tapes
back at the office...

They're all Andy's demos for
the bad faith album right. So?

And the earlier notebooks, they had
the same songs in them didn't they.

Well, maybe he had some sort of system where
he wrote the songs down and put them on tape.

Now Lori said he
had a terrible memory.

What if, he sent all his new
songs to his mum for safe keeping,

but kept the tapes at his house?

And dalston got hold of 'em.

Guvnor.

Laughter

I might as well try
and hire a plane.

You can't stay away can you?

They were Andy's tapes weren't they?
We were just burning some old junk.

Thought we might have a
barbecue. Want to stay for a sausage?

Now they're taking the piss. Why don't we just pull
'em in? On what? We haven't got anything, Gerry!

Phone ringing

hello.

'Ah, Brian, how d'you
get on with Stacey?'

oh, not too well, I think it's
more Gerry's sort of place.

We'll speak to her. 'Wait,
you haven't heard this yet.'

Jack.

Sandra, hard graft does pay off!

Thanks, Jack.
Yeah see you later.

Guess where Andy's
royalties go to?

The shamhana retreat. Well,
we've got to pull them in now.

Not yet. Stacey first.

Morning. Hi. Pint of bitter
and an orange juice, please.

Used to drink
in a pub like this.

Called it "sticky elbows".

You lot are like buses.

Stacey Anne Michaels?

We need to talk to you about
Andy Fletcher. Don't know him.

What about Lori Slade?

She died two days ago.

We were told you were in
Andy's house the night he died.

And you want me
to admit to that?

We want to know what you saw.

How do I know you're not going to try and pin
something on me? Because we're not after you.

Lori said she dared you to go into
the house that night. Is that true?

Yeah. Had you
been in there before?

Yeah with Andy. How
d'you get in? Spare key.

He left it under the front step. Did the
rest of the band know about the key? Course.

What happened in the house?

It looked like he
was ready to leave.

He'd packed a couple of
suitcases and his passport was out.

There was an envelope stuffed with
money. Must have been thousands.

Did you take it? It's all right if
you did, but we need to know.

Course not. I wasn't
after his money.

All right.

Anyway, while I was there
I heard a key in the door.

I knew it wasn't Lori.

Andy's bedroom was on the
ground floor so I hid under the bed.

He ran into the room,
grabbing stuff in a rush.

When he left, I was about to come
out when someone else looked in.

Who? Dunno. Did you see a face?

No. I saw his boots though.

Cowboy's. Red and gold.

What happened next?

I heard them arguing.
About? The band, money.

Did you recognise the voice? No.

Could it have been
one of the band?

Couldn't tell you, I only
ever really knew Andy.

Whoever it was kept banging
on about how Andy owed him,

owed him money, how
bad faith was his, not Andy's.

I don't know anything
about his bloody songs.

You were too busy burning 'em. Was I? We've still
got the notebook which prove the songs were his.

And you've put two and two together you come up
with five and you think I killed him for them?

Didn't you? You needed
Andy, you needed his songs.

When you knew he was
going to walk away with them,

you went to his house in order to
get them back. Wrong. Look Dave,

maybe you just had an argument, it got out
of control? No. Look, Andy killed himself.

Your retreat is built on a dead man's money. You're
wrong. You don't understand the set up we had.

I understand that after Andy died you were in no
great hurry to get the royalties back to his family.

I didn't know he had any
family. Oh, come on, wangdu?!

After the band split,
I went travelling.

When I got back, I realised his royalties
were still being paid to flaming rizla.

I didn't know so
much time had passed.

I thought I could do
some good with the money.

Welcome to the police
state. You got me at last.

Tell us where you all
went after the concert.

I've already told you
about my memory.

You remembered last
time. You're pathetic!

You obviously ain't
got nothing on me.

You're not even real filth. You're
just two old codgers scrabbling around.

I thought we had
an understanding?

Well, you thought
wrong, didn't you?

This band you're so busy protecting, you never
managed any of 'em after Andy's death, did you?

So what do you
really owe "your boys"?

We know you warned 'em.

We know dalston nicked Andy's songs and we know
Charlie Webber has been ripping off the royalties.

So is this really the "band of
brothers" you're so proud of?

Do you want to go down as an
accessory to murder for them, clive?

After the gig, I tried to
keep the band together.

The truth is...

I don't know where they went.

Your mate Evans has
just broken the party line.

You didn't go to the hotel that
night. So where did you go?

After the gig I went straight home. Stayed there
all night, till Dave called the next morning.

He said that he and Danny were
going round to see Andy. Why?

Get the band back together.
So you did go to Andy's?

With Evans? No. Just us.

When we went inside, he was lying on the
floor on his back, half his face was missing.

Charlie?

What happened next?

Dave called Evans...

He told us to get out.

We were leaving when
Dave found the tapes.

Look we realised that...

We were shafted without Andy.

So we agreed - he'd take the
tapes and I'd keep the royalties.

And Danny took the twelve grand.

What twelve grand?

The money that Andy withdrew that afternoon
and our witness saw in the house. Witness?

I don't know
anything about this.

Then it must have
been Danny. No!

Danny didn't want anything to do with
any of this, he couldn't stand what we did.

Why else do you think he went
and lost himself in drugs for 20 years?

I took the tapes.

They were no use to Andy, he was
dead, I was thinking about... Yourself?

Yeah, I was.

Andy'd topped himself and...
There was a gold mine lying there.

I was angry with him for letting
us all down but I didn't... Kill him.

Well? We can do
them all for obstruction.

Webber can face a fraud charge
and dalston's looking at copyright theft.

And that's the best you can do? It pains me to say
this but I believe them. I don't think they killed him.

Well, I'm sure we
all hoped for more.

It's not what we were
expecting but it is a result, sir.

Yeah. But a disappointing
one. Write it up.

Thank you, mr halford.

I never forgot Andrew but I haven't
spoken his name for such a long time.

It's been good to
talk about him again.

Well, at least you'll be able
to get the ceiling repaired

when the money comes
through. And, please, call me Jack.

I thought bad faith was formed in 1974? This
was Andrew's first group. Also called bad faith?

It was really just him and a
boy he used to know. Friend?

Andrew thought so.

What was his name? Billy Carter,

and like all bad apples
he eventually sank.

He went to prison.

I'm only thankful that he
didn't drag Andrew down too.

William Carter received an early custodial release
after a stint for gbh two months before Andy's death.

About the same time that everyone
said Andy started to behave oddly.

Well, well...

Dalston's guitarist.

Tell us about your
relationship with Andy Fletcher.

He was my mate, we grew up together. And
then you joined his band? No, he joined me.

Bad faith was my name, my band.
So what happened? It didn't work out.

Because you were sent down. We were different
to everyone else in that town. We didn't fit in.

After one of our gigs we got into a fight with
a kid who thought he could handle himself.

He was wrong. He certainly was. He suffered
a broken jaw and a fractured skull.

He shouldn't have started. You were released two
months before Andy died so you went to see him? Yeah.

He got me a job as a roadie. That must have
been hard, watching your mate on stage?

Yeah, carrying his bags while he's up there in "your"
band. You didn't like that did you? You wanted more.

You started putting the
squeeze on him. Oh, did I?

That's why he was
planning to go away.

And you went to his house
that night to confront him.

Go on prove it.

Nice boots, Billy.

Cost a month of your wages.

Think they'd suit me, guvnor?

You're more a hush puppy type.

You had 'em long? When you buy
a pair of these, they last a lifetime.

That fight, it wasn't me that kicked
the guy in the head, it was Andy.

I'd had trouble with the police before, but Andy was
snow white and when they arrested us he blamed me.

He said he'd see me straight when
I got out. But he didn't. At that time

he was already a
success without you.

I came out early.

He wasn't expecting it,

you should have seen his face... And all
he had for me was a poxy job as a roadie.

So you tried to get money
out of him? Too right I did.

I done time for him.

He kept stalling,
it was all offshore.

I didn't care. I told
him I wanted my cut.

And the night he died?

They were going to
have a party after the gig.

Andy asked me to go to the
doctor and pick up some drugs.

I'd only been there five
minutes and the filth arrived.

I got out but I knew it was a
set up. Andy tipped them off?

Anyway I went back to the gig.

I wanted to look him in the eye.

He saw me and he ran.

And you followed
him? He was scared.

And then he got
that stupid gun out.

So I grabbed it off him.

It only took a second.
Then you stole the money.

It was his fault. I just
wanted what was mine.

Well, done. All of
you. Thank you, Jack.

You sounded in fine
voice in there, Gerry.

Sorry? Since you
are difficult to pin down

I thought I'd bring
band practice to you.

Oh, terrific(!)

Yeah, I got that. Right, ok.

Haven't you got something
more important to do?

No way. Wouldn't
miss it for the world.

No, we'd better leave them. The artistic
process should be nurtured in private.

Thank you, Brian. Good night.

Good luck. What are you
going to call yourselves?

Well, we were thinking
maybe the cop shop boys?

We can come up with something better
than that, can't we? !After you've gone.

Well, we could hardly call
ourselves the police, could we?

Chuckling

what about, um, Gerry and
the pacemakers? Na. Eh?

Ac/pc. Oh, excellent!

Are you ready, sir?

I'm born ready, Gerry.

And one, two, three, four...

♪ it's all right, it's ok

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

♪ it's all right, I say, it's ok

♪ listen to what I say

♪ it's all right, doin' fine

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

♪ it's all right, I say, it's ok

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