All language subtitles for New.Tricks.S07E05.Good.Morning.Lemmings.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-squalor_Track03

Arrived at the major crime unit this
morning, ready for action. This is my world.

Feels like the calm

before the storm.

But I know that I'll be kicking
down doors before long.

Oh, no! Come on, Brian,
come on think, think, think.

On my way in this morning

I played a game
that keeps me sharp.

Spot the criminal.

It's a game I always win.

Cop is in my DNA.

Morning. Crying out bloody loud!

What's the matter, Brian?

I'm struggling to distil what happened to me
this morning down into under 140 characters.

Characters? Yeah, letters and spaces.
What are you talking about? Twitter.

Oh, gawd. There's a countdown thing tells
you how many characters you've got left.

Turns red when you get below ten, which
is actually quite intimidating. Brian!

I have been watching you all morning and I can sum
up what you have achieved in six characters. Sod all.

Seven.

You forgot the space.

♪ It's all right, it's ok

♪ it 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,
you're doing fine

♪ it 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! ♪

Must be roundabouts. That's twice
you went wrong at a roundabout.

I was doing what you told me.

You were not doing
what I told you, at all.

Well, we're here
now. I said go left

and you went right. What do
you expect, you're dyspraxic.

I'm what? Dyspraxic.

Sorry, guv, the
sat nav went wrong.

I didn't! It's the longest bleeding
shortcut ever. Where's Jack?

Trying to get hold
of some cctv tapes.

Right, over the last few nights,

these and six other high-profile locations
have been defaced with the same graffiti.

Who's flak?

Flak, the graffiti
artist, you know

the one who did the philosophical
comments on modern life.

Real name, Danny
Tyler. Follow me. Flak.

His body was found four years
ago dumped down by those tracks.

Cause of death? Head
trauma from a blunt instrument.

Autopsy states that he'd been in a fight and
was moved round about an hour after his death.

Danny Tyler's street art goes
for big bucks now, you know.

I've read about it. He's
famous. I've never heard of him.

He did that, good morning lemmings graffiti,
that you saw coming off the m4 at hammersmith.

It summed up perfectly the existential
angst of the average commuter.

Well, maybe some poor sod who'd been
stuck in traffic for five days on the trot

didn't want his angst to be pointed
out by some smart-arsed vandal.

Narrows it down to a
few million suspects.

Look, you're both missing
the point. He was funny.

He made you smile. That's where they found
him. His body was thrown off this bridge.

Now the original investigation never got
full co-operation from the graffiti community

so eventually it just
ran out of steam.

Look at that,

I killed flak.

Mr Tyler?

That's me.

Detective
superintendent Pullman.

This is my colleague Gerry standing. We'd like
to talk to you about the death of your son.

A southpaw. What do you
reckon, five eight, five ten?

Male or female?

Hard to tell in those clothes.

Think he or she is trying
to tell us something?

I always knew it was one of
those vandals that killed him.

They were jealous. Danny
was better than them.

His success made them feel like failures. So are you
saying that he acted like he was better than them?

No, he just was. That's why he's
the one they write books about.

His mother died when he was a baby and you raised
him alone. That must have been really hard.

I had no choice, did I? You must have been
doing something right if he bought you that.

Danny bought me this when he
was seven, before he knew any better.

He was ten or 11 before he
chucked it against the wall.

Why? I'd been drinking and not turned up to something
that important. Can't remember what, exactly.

Things were never the same between us after
that. According to the original investigation,

Danny never made a will, so you
being the next of kin inherited his estate.

Yeah, that's right.

I know what you're thinking.

What happened to it?

I gave it to charity.

If Danny had made a will he
wouldn't have left any of it to me.

Now then... Beep

yes, double figures.

What is? My followers.

I've got ten of them now.

Same clothes, same build, same person. Busy
hoodie. Yeah, who knew where the body was dumped.

Now is there any connection between
him and Kevin magz Humphreys

or Gail begga Shaw,
Jason konz bishop

and the deceased, Danny flak Tyler, otherwise
collectively known as the maze crew.

Do the intel, Brian, I want
to know where they were

At those times on Wednesday
and Thursday night. Beep

11!

Look at that.

Why?

He's left-handed.
He's ambidextrous.

Kevin Humphreys?

Yeah.

What's your name,
beautiful? We're with the met.

Detective superintendent Pullman. Shame you're
plain clothes, I like a woman in uniform.

We want to talk to
you about Danny Tyler.

He was a friend of
yours, right? Mm-hm.

You told the previous
investigation that when you met him

he was sleeping rough a lot so
he ended up staying at your place.

On and off, yeah. Danny knew
he could always stay at mine.

But you didn't see much of him in
the two years previous to the murder.

Why was that? That's the way it went between us. You
had a disagreement? Nah, he just sold out and moved on.

Got successful, you mean?

Not my kind of success. Meaning?

Danny forgot what
graffiti's for. What is it for?

Changing the crap urban
landscape that most people live in.

Owning your streets. Stuff
you will never understand.

Breaking the law.
Your law, not mine.

Graffiti shouldn't be hung in galleries. Is that
what you're saying? They got enough pictures.

Why'd they need ours? So rich people
can buy them and keep it to themselves?

That's not the point,
it never has been

and Danny knew that.

He took their money anyway.

Yeah, and for that he got burnt.

Where were you at 11:40
last Wednesday night?

At home

with my girl

making love!

And at 1:25 the next morning?

Oh, the same. It was a tantric all-nighter
as it happens. I'm a marathon man, me.

I've got the photos to prove it if you wanna take
a look. I'll pass. What about midnight Thursday?

Out tagging with my
crew. Ask them if you want.

When was the last time
you saw or spoke to Danny?

Just after he sold his first piece.
He said he was leaving the crew.

I told him he'd regret
it. That he needed us.

But Danny never listened to anyone unless
they were telling him what hot shit he was.

Now, if you don't mind,
I've got a wall to paint.

Guv.

Kevin!

Good catch.

Ok, first of all, please, don't call me at work
again. They can't know I'm talking to the police.

Secondly, begga's dead, as dead as flak.
You're looking at a different person now.

Yeah, we understand, Gail. We just
need to know more about Danny Tyler.

Like I said, I told the
police everything back then.

Tell us about your relationships with
Kevin Humphreys and the deceased.

I'd been with Kevin a couple of
years when Danny joined the crew.

Danny was like my little brother. We
had a laugh together but it was platonic.

Then he left the crew and I missed him so
much, I realised I'd fallen in love with him.

So you finished with Kevin
and started seeing Danny.

How did Kevin take to that?

Badly at first but
then he moved on.

Kev's never been short
of female company.

Did they fall out
over you? Yeah.

They never spoke again. I felt bad about that
but what could I do? I needed to be with him.

Sounds like you had no choice. We didn't. When we
were together, I couldn't take my eyes off him.

He said I made
him feel worth loving.

Plus he was a genius. That's powerful
stuff when you're 20. So you rated his art?

He had more talent than most of
the taggers in London put together.

Check it out for yourselves. There's a sale
on at a gallery on the south bank. Ok, right.

Now here's what we know
about Danny Tyler's final 12 hours.

Sometime around 3:45, a
worker at urban art, brewer street

remembers selling him a
load of molotov spray paint.

At 4:50 he withdrew 150 quid from
a cash point in shaftesbury Avenue.

Now he was caught on cctv at
5:30 arriving back at his studio

and the last time he was seen, again on
cctv, he was leaving the studio at 11:25.

So that means sometime
between 12 midnight and 4am

he was murdered.

It occurs to me we might be
looking at this the wrong way.

That the graffiti isn't
necessarily a confession.

My thoughts exactly. Why would
you advertise you did it, if you didn't?

Maybe someone wants
the case reopened.

A long way from the gritty
streets he used to tag, eh? Not half.

"An eye for an eye and the
whole world needs contacts."

Doesn't do it for me. Oh, I think it's rather
clever, the way he uses the Gandhi image

and the famous quote, then gives it
a contemporary controversial twist.

You're spot on, an eye for an
eye is one of my favourite pieces.

I see it hasn't sold.

No, but it will. I don't think we've
met, I'm Sara hamlyn, this is my gallery.

Er, Jack halford.

This is my associate.
Sandra Pullman, hello.

Er, is it expensive? The price
reflects the quality of the work.

In other words, yes, it
is. He is very in demand.

You're flak's dealer,
aren't you? Yes.

I discovered him on the street doing
this incredible piece of freestyle graffiti

with the message,
"life is not a sentence."

I could tell he had
something very special.

So I encouraged him
and nurtured him, really.

Wasn't he murdered?

Tragically, yes, and just
as he was becoming a star.

So there's only a limited
amount of work available to buy.

Yes, that's right. He was prolific but the vast
majority of his work is now in collections.

And how's that
affected the prices?

They've rocketed.

He's essentially market proof.

For instance eye for an
eye is on for 200, but...

In a few years I wouldn't be
surprised if it was worth half a million.

Anyway, I'll be around later if you want to
discuss this or any other piece. Thank you.

It's good to meet you.

Enjoy.

200 grand for that. I
need a drink. You coming?

Do you know, I
think I'll mingle.

What do you think of his work?

Um, I'm not sure if I'd
hang it on any of my walls.

I prefer actual paintings and anyway, if I
want messages I'll listen to my answer machine.

It's refreshing to meet someone
who says what they really think,

rather than just parroting
opinion formers and art critics.

Now's the bit when you tell me
you've just bought half a dozen. No.

I'm David Bryant.
Sandra Pullman, hello.

Two glasses of krug please.
You do drink champagne? Oh, yes.

So are you a fan of his art? I was
one of Danny's early supporters.

I bought a lot of it. It
helped to launch him,

but I only have a couple of
pieces now. Thank you. Thank you.

Cheers. Cheers.

Between you and me

he only did one, well
maybe two, important works.

Are either of them here?

No. No.

This piece reeks of fear.

Fear of a totalitarian state, fear that the
artist's love for a woman will be rejected,

fear that he'll do something
violent in response.

Fear of impotency.

Why impotency? No bullets.

So you're a serious collector. It's my weakness.
If I see something I love I have to have it.

No matter what the cost. Then for you it's just
about possessing something beautiful, isn't it?

Well, truth be told you don't possess art, it
possesses you. It's a cliche, but it's true.

Did you know Danny Tyler well?

I used to think so. Catherine, where have
you been? I turned around and you'd gone.

I needed to see Harry and you were busy talking
business with that awful man. This is Sandra.

We were just discussing
Danny Tyler's work. Hello. Hello.

Catherine, Sandra prefers
traditional painting as well.

Has he been trying to convert
you? No, I don't think so.

He would have done.
My husband is a zealot.

He'd rather have a emin or a hirst
than a dozen constables any day.

You make it sound
like it's a bad thing.

How much longer do you
want to stay, darling? Not long.

Well, I must drag him away.

He's all yours. I
enjoyed our conversation.

Bye-bye.

Nice to see you, Sandy.

Sandra... and you.

Oi, police!

Get the car.

Too fast.

Come on, Jack! Prints.

Jason bishop? Yeah, man.

We're from the
met. We'd like a chat.

No worries.

Downside to being a club dj, no
sleep. Can't survive without my coffee.

You sure you don't want one? No,
thank you, mr bishop. Nice motor.

Oh, cheers.

And it's Jason. Or konz.

All right, Jason, tell me about
your friendship with Danny Tyler.

We were pretty tight.

Into the same kinda music,
graffiti, that sort of thing.

And did you two stay close?

Yeah.

Saw him most days at the studio. He let me have some
space there to work on my graffiti art and my music.

You still go out tagging?
Nah, wish I could.

Ain't got the time.

I'm booked solid these days,
sometimes two or three venues a night,

plus a few days
here in the week.

It's gone mental for me the last couple a years.
Which is the dog's cos music's my life, man.

Where were you last Wednesday
between 11:30pm and half one?

Why do you ask that?
We'd just like to know.

I would have been working.
Club called the chapel up in luton.

Finished my set there around
two-ish and then I'd been driving home.

Do you keep in touch with
any of the old maze crew?

Not since Gail got herself an
office job and went all respectable.

What about Kevin Humphreys?

Haven't seen him in
two, maybe three years.

Why not? No particular reason. Was
there any friction between the two of you?

No.

No, no, no. Jason bishop
lied to us. They've fallen out.

What about? Dunno.

It could be Danny's murder
or it could be something else.

Worth looking into
though. Yeah. Yes!

Oh, there's nothing quite so satisfying
as the perfect 140 character update.

You need help, mate.

Thank you, Billy.
That's the big 4-0. Billy?

It's my fortieth follower. Who
exactly are these weird people?

Fellow citizens of the info
waves. What and you follow

what they're up to, do
you? Not if I can help it. No.

Seems a bit one-sided,
Brian. No, no, no.

They're interested in what I do and, well,
that's great. So i'm happy to provide a service.

But, no, I don't want to hear all about the
emotional roller coaster that is their life.

He titters

hey, do you mind, that's
just for my followers.

Have a listen.

"I've never had a problem
with violent criminals.

"I speak their
language. Fluently.

Ooh, top cop 999, don't hurt me!

That's what he calls
himself, top cop 999!

Yes, yes, yes, go on Gerry, you laugh it
up. Just mock what you don't understand.

No wonder you've had so many
followers. They think you're dirty Harry.

If we could just come back
into the real world for a moment,

according to these British transport police reports
the maze crew were a right bunch of outlaws.

Listen to this. "We pursued the subjects between
moving trains narrowly avoiding the live rail,

"but lost them after they climbed a
drain pipe up a four-storey building."

And there's pages of this. Were they ever caught?
A couple of times. They got off with a caution.

All right, we'll go and have a chat with Kevin
Humphreys and see what his beef is with Jason.

New York accent: That
ok with you, top cop?

I'm not sure about leaving
the car here. It's insured, isn't it?

It's a classic! Gerry,
it's a pile of shit!

Is Kevin in? Who is it?

Tell him that detective superintendent Pullman
wants a word, Gail. It is Gail, isn't it?

Kevin...

You two an item again? Yeah. No.

Which is it?

Is Gail the lucky lady you
were with the other night? She is!

It ain't like we're moving in together
or nothing. Can't say I blame you.

So when you lived with Danny did, er, did you two
ever sleep together? You know, for old times' sake?

Never. I was faithful to Danny.
You can see why I ask, though?

First of all you're with Kevin then
Danny and now back with Kevin again.

No law against that, is there?

I've been reading about the maze crew's
encounters with the transport police.

Whoa, your lot certainly gave them the run-around,
didn't you? Just youthful high spirits.

Oh, please, don't be
modest, you were legends.

We had our moments.
So what happened?

How do you mean?

What's the problem with
you and Jason bishop?

Oh, the problem is he got the
hump when I dissed his dj-ing skills

and the whiney little bitch
hasn't spoken to me since.

That's it? Jason's
always been touchy.

Guvnor, is it all right if I just go and
check the car for a minute? Yeah, yeah.

Ah! Guvnor, bowens
bookshop is in soho.

So why did Kevin Humphreys take
photographs of the atm next door?

Maybe he was planning a particularly
complex bit of graffiti. On a cash point?

Now the photos look like they were studying
the surroundings, you know, casing the joint.

Maybe that's how he makes a
living. Photographing cash machines?

No, robbing them. Hang on.

Six or seven years ago, there
was a spate of cash point raids.

The gang used oxyacetylene
torches to cut round them and

then they'd drag the cash machine
out of the wall using a big stolen 4 x 4.

Thing is, they used to spray
anti-capitalist graffiti around the hole.

I think they did about half a dozen
of them and then suddenly stopped

and if my memory serves,
no-one was actually apprehended.

Yeah, here we are, no arrests.

The last raid was march 2004. About the time
Danny became an artist and left the maze crew.

According to this, there
were four gang members.

Oh, this is good - they were
pursued by the police on one occasion

after an aborted raid
but managed to get away

by running across some live rail tracks and
then climbing up a four-storey building.

Sounds familiar.

A maze crew mo. So are we
saying that apart from tagging walls

the maze crew were ripping
off cash point machines?

And then it all stopped when
Danny left and the crew broke up,

but now maybe Kevin Humphreys
and possibly Gail are back at it.

Yes, I think we are.

I'll make some calls.

Oh, I see.

No, we didn't know, sir.

Yes, that was checked.

Can you just bear with
me for a second, please?

Brian,

did anything come up when you did
the intel on Kevin Humphreys? Intel?

What intel?

I asked you to check the
crew before we talked to them.

Do you know what,

I forgot. Yeah, because you're too distracted
by bloody Twitter to do your job properly!

I'm really sorry, sir, there
was an oversight on our part.

Yeah, yeah I understand. I
feel exactly the same way.

Can you just hold
on a second? What?!

Tell him the up side is
Gerry's got some a1 intel.

I was about to.

There is some good news, sir. Gerry may have
found some recon photos of a potential target.

So is top cop 999 going to mention
this all action cock-up on his next update?

I know, I messed up. Oh, yes, Brian, you did.
So11 had Kevin Humphreys under surveillance

since a cash point raid in charing cross four weeks
ago and they are not happy we've crashed their party!

I'm really sorry.

According to an informant, there's
something planned for the 18th.

The 18th, that's Friday! Yes, Gerry
and thanks to you they now know where.

So you're off the hook, Brian, but the next time
I ask you to do something just bloody well do it!

So they want us to hold back on
Kevin Humphreys until after the event?

No. Resources are stretched this weekend, so I'm
heading up the operation. You're coming with me.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, I've
got plans. Change them!

Way to go, serpico.

Anything from
your position? Over.

Nothing. Over.

Here you go. Oh,
cheers, you keeping up?

Only just. I'm getting
too old for this game.

Getting too old for making tea?

Thank you, was that?!

Don't even think about it!

What?

Oh, come on, Sandra I've got to
stay connected to me followers!

You can't do that! I just have.

This is infringing my human rights. You listen
to me top cop, I'm going to join Twitter

and tell all your followers what
you're really like. Understand?

Ok.

So11 just made contact.
They've lost the target.

They think he's on his way over.

Over. Received. Over.

Huh, makes you laugh doesn't it, all we had was a
pair of shin pads. That's health and safety for you.

It's all risk assessment these days, innit?
Still, I think we'll let them go in first, eh?

Be rude not to. Seeing as
they're all dressed up for it.

Suspects approaching
target. Over.

Stand still! Police!
You're under arrest!

We've got a runner!

Move. I've got
two men out there.

Stay where you are! Come here!

You're under arrest.

Whoa... ho-ho!

Nice one.

Do the words "caught" and
"red-handed" spring to mind, Kevin?

No comment. You can sit there
saying "no comment" all day long, Kevin,

but you're going down
for that cash point raid.

It's all just a big
act with you, isn't it?

You pretend you're about integrity and not selling
out but in fact you're only interested in money.

Is that why you killed
Danny Tyler? I didn't kill him!

Oh, come on, I reckon you two fell
out over the money from the atm raids

that the old the maze crew did. It never
happened. What didn't? None of what he just said.

There you go again. Lying to us. It's gotta
stop, Kevin. Where were you the night he died?

I told you lot before, I
was with my old man.

God rest his soul.

Did you hate Danny
for stealing away Gail?

After all you'd done for him, he betrays you over
a woman. Broke up the crew. Tossed you aside.

Talk about disrespect.
Sounds as if he had it coming.

He made you look like a mug. Got her back now though,
don't I? Is that why you killed him? To get her back?

You should be interrogating Jason
bishop, he was the one that hated Danny.

I never did nothing to
him, you hear? Nothing!

Why would Jason hate Danny?

Co-operate now and it will
look good for you in court.

Jason reckoned Danny
stole his graffiti style.

And then got rich and
famous. That's right.

But they were
friends until he died.

Jason worked out of his studio.
Why would he do that if he hated him?

Because all Jason ever wanted was to be famous.
Danny said he'd share the limelight with him.

Maybe Jason got
fed up of waiting.

Loud music

Jason!

Oi, konz!

What do you want? A few questions,
won't take long. Let's hear 'em, then.

How did you feel about Danny
stealing your graffiti style?

Everybody steals from everybody
else in graffiti. That's how it works.

You see something you like,
you borrow it. Pay homage.

We always influenced each other.
Only he got famous and all the money.

Danny had a lucky break.
Weren't you bitter about that?

No way. It was Danny's idea that I have
some space in his studio in the first place.

He said that way people that were coming to see
him would also get to see my work or hear my music.

He was helping me.

We was gonna be stars together.

Come along if you like. It's
gonna be a banging night.

We know about the atm raids.

No idea what
you're talking about.

Kevin's been charged.

That's nothing to do
with me. Oh, come on,

the maze crew were doing more
than a spot of al fresco decoration.

They were at it and
these were serious jobs.

Not when I was in it.

Grab your coat, top cop, you're off the bench.
Forensics pulled a print off Jack's car.

There's a match on the
database. Oh, what's his name?

Shane evens, lives
in Wembley. Come on.

Arrow looks familiar.

Yeah, very deja vu.

Come back later.

Shane evens? Nah,
wrong floor. He lives on two.

Get off me! We just
want to talk to you.

We know it's you on the cctv.

Congratulations, Shane, you're now our
prime suspect in the murder of Danny Tyler.

Which means that life
as you know it is over.

Give me one good reason why
I shouldn't charge you right now.

Look, I never even met the
bloke, let alone killed him.

So why do you go around
spraying graffiti claiming that you did?

Some posh bird with a nose stud
gave me 400 quid to do it, all right.

Hello.

If you've come about an eye for an eye, it's been
sold but I've got another piece I think you'll love.

Detective superintendent
Pullman, we're not buying.

Does the name Shane
evens mean anything to you?

Should it do?

How about redux?

That's his tag. Sorry, I've never
heard of him. Is he an artist?

Depends on your definition.

He says that you paid him to go around
central London spraying "I killed flak".

Me?

Why on earth would
I do that? You tell us.

And just to be clear, lying now would be
a serious misjudgement of the situation.

Ok, I can explain. Good.

I hired Shane to do the graffiti

in order to hype up the media
profile on flak before the sale.

So it was just an
advertising stunt?

Yes, absolutely.
What else would it be?

Well, you don't think
I actually killed him.

Did you?

No, of course not.

Danny and I were great friends.

His death came as a
terrible shock to me.

And what was your
final conversation like?

Not pleasant.

We argued. About?

I'd rather not go into it. You waste valuable
police time and you've hired a vandal

to deface public property, which -
surprise, surprise - is against the law.

Not to mention how you've made his poor
father feel, dredging all this lot up again.

So tell us what we want to
know before I decide to arrest you.

I'd gone to his studio while Danny was
abroad to collect some works and, um,

I saw a new piece.

It was different,

he'd used brushes instead
of aerosols but I liked it a lot

and, um I knew that it would fetch a lot of
money. So, I took it along with the others.

Anyway, a fortnight later

when Danny got back and saw
that it was gone and had been sold

he told me it was never meant for public
consumption. And you fell out about it? Yes.

He stormed out of the gallery
and that was the last I saw of him.

A week later he was dead.

What was your cut?

50%.

Blimey!

It's standard.

Where did it end up?

Well, let me check my records.

Er, the painting was
called canvas one.

Bought by Benedict savage.

He's a dealer.

Actually I've got a photograph
of it. Would you like to see it?

Please. I always keep a visual
record on file of every piece I handle.

That's odd. The
photo's not here.

There was a break-in. When?

A few months after Danny's death.
Weird thing was they didn't take anything,

just forced open all the filing
cabinets and rifled through them.

How did they get
into the gallery?

Rapping: Bad Karma
kill, like a three dollar bill

most of them hacks, end
up dead on the tracks...

What's that?

That is Jason bishop.

What the hell's
he talking about?

Well, what he was saying is that if
you do wrong you've got to pay for it.

The hacks get slaughtered
either on the tracks of the music or,

more literally, end up
dead on the railway tracks.

Rapping: Who
cares if you got rich

now you's dead on my track...

Now, the needle is the stylus,
which means that the song is honest.

Unlike the freestyle, which is
graffiti, which is not the real deal

because the style's been nicked.

She chuckles

I've got kids!

When was it recorded? 2008.

So much for everybody steals
from everybody else in graffiti, then.

It's got to be about Danny.

Sounds like it, but it doesn't
mean he killed him. Just wanted to.

He's only had 326 visitors to this site
so he's hardly going to bother the charts.

Click on that. Oh, well.

"Two or three venues a night!"
He's lucky if he gets three a month.

I had to pick up one of
the girls from there. It's tiny.

Hardly room to swing a
hamster, let alone a cat.

That can't pay him much, can it?
No, it's 100 quid a night at the best.

I think we ought to
look into his finances.

He has his own record label, runs a 50-grand motor
and a high-end website, and they don't come cheap.

No, they don't.

So where's all the cash coming
from to pay for all this, then?

Phone rings breaking in
through the gallery skylight

is exactly the kind of stunt
that the maze crew would pull.

So maybe Danny wasn't the only one
who didn't want the painting being seen.

Which begs the question,
why not? What's in it?

Hi, yeah, it's Gerry
standing down at ucos.

Could you run a vehicle
through the pnc for us, all right?

Yeah, it's a black range rover.

Kilo, Oscar, November, zulu

and it's one single
digit, the number one.

Yeah, thanks.

Yeah...

This website is
owned by twz ltd.

And that's on the flyer as
well. It could be possible...

Yeah?

Huh. Brilliant,
thanks very much.

Jason bishop drives a
company car owned by...

Twz. Pre-xactly.

So is Jason bishop an employee
of twz or is twz his own company?

I'll check with companies house.

That was Benedict
savages's assistant.

Canvas one was, as Sara hamlyn
thought, purchased for a third party.

Do we know who? Yeah, sir David Bryant. We
met him at that exhibition the other evening.

He told me that he'd been an early supporter
of Danny's work. Here we go, twz ltd.

Registered office 52
fanchurch road. Er, status active.

Date of incorporation,
25/10/2006.

Ooh, interesting. According
to their last annual return,

twz has two directors - Jason
bishop and sir David Bryant.

Incorporated in
October 2006, you say?

Yeah. Five months
after Danny died.

Do millionaire art
collector sir David Bryant

and third division dj Jason bishop
seem like natural bedfellows to you?

Not at all. Me neither.

Is this the right address?
Yes. Are you sure?

Yes!

You've got to Rob an awful lot of
cash machines to afford a gaff like this!

Yeah, I reckon we've bagged
ourselves a major criminal here.

A mr big.

This dj thing's just a front.

No wonder he doesn't
have many bookings.

Well, you remember
what balzac said.

"Behind every great
fortune there's a crime."

Morning.

I ain't got time for this now.

Make time!

Come on in.

And they say crime doesn't pay.

Yeah. We're going to have to get
a warrant and turn this place over.

Definitely. Why
would you do that?

Because you're obviously
living off illicit earnings.

There's no way you could pay for this being
a dj - and not a very successful one either.

We're onto you, son. Look, you'd be wasting your
time turning this place over. It's not even mine.

Whose is it, then?

Me parents'
house, all right? Oh!

Oh, let's get this straight.

So you're not only a mockney,
you live with mummy and daddy!

Big house. And they're abroad
most of the time. Be stupid not to.

Don't do your street
cred much good, does it?!

Whatever you say, granddad!

Tell us about your business
relationship with sir David Bryant.

We're partners. How come?

Met him at Danny's
memorial. We got talking.

Turns out I was at
school with his son.

Bit of a clubber, as it happens.

Where - eton, harrow?

Westminster, actually.

Anyway after the memorial I sent sir David
some tracks and mixes that I'd been working on.

He liked what he
heard. So we formed twz.

What, tracks like
bad Karma kill?

That your favourite, is it? Well, the lyrics are
very telling. Sounds almost like a confession.

To what? Murder.

Give me a break!

Only a total moron would write a song about how
they'd killed someone, if they actually had.

And, like I keep telling ya,
Danny was a mate. Bollocks!

You were jealous of him and you were bitter
cos you think he'd nicked your style.

The only reason you hung around with
him was to get famous. You used him.

Well, it's not like I
was the only one.

You should have seen Gail
pushing him to be more commercial.

Great big pound
signs in her eyes.

Bottom line is everyone
wanted a piece of Danny.

What, even Kevin Humphreys?
Kevin was the worst!

I wouldn't be surprised if he
told Gail to hook up with Danny.

Why would he do that? For money.

Look, Kevin freaked out once he realised that Danny
was going to make it big and bail on the crew.

The next thing you know, Gail's shacked up with
Danny and Kevin's all chilled out about it.

Which is totally out of character.
So how would Kevin make money?

Danny was in love with Gail from
the moment that he met her, all right?

She could run rings around him.

Whatever cash he earned,
she made sure she got her share.

And you think she was
kicking some of it back to Kevin?

Why wouldn't she
keep it for herself?

Because Kevin could get
her to do anything he wanted,

like he'd used some
jedi mind trick on her.

How much are we talking about?

When Danny died, he had about
90 grand in his bank account.

But I know for a fact that he'd sold at least a
million quid's worth of art in his final year.

Even after you take away the galleries'
cut, taxes and whatever he spent on living,

there's still a couple of hundred
thousand there that's just vanished.

Not too shabby.

Yeah, I wouldn't
fancy the council tax.

Oh, look - that's us!

Tradesmen's entrance!

Can I help? Detective superintendant Pullman
from the unsolved crime and open case squad.

We'd like to speak with your
husband, if we may. What about?

We're investigating the murder
of Danny Tyler. Don't I know you?

Yeah, we met the other
evening at the hamlyn gallery. Oh.

Thank you.

What made you go into
business with Jason bishop?

He seemed like a driven
young man, so I invested in him.

My husband likes to encourage
young artists and entrepreneurs.

When was the last time that
you saw or spoke to Danny?

I bumped into him at a party about,
well, a few days before his death.

Did you have a
conversation? Of course.

I'd just bought a painting of his,
we were discussing it. Canvas one?

Yeah. Do you still own it? Yeah.

Can we see it? It no longer
hangs in the study... Unfortunately.

These days we keep
the good stuff in storage.

We think that its content might
be relevant to our investigation.

Can you describe
it to us? Well...

The painting depicts Danny
kissing a girl while his gang

spray graffiti around a hole in the
wall that used to house a cash point.

In that case, we'll need to see it as
soon as possible. I'll call the warehouse.

Tell them to expect
you. Thank you.

Phone rings Gerry.
Just leaving. How'd it go?

Why didn't you sell canvas one
along with the rest of his work?

Because it was the final
piece he ever produced.

Which makes it perhaps
the most important.

I think you'll like
it. Why's that?

Because it's a
thing of sad beauty.

Cheers.

Canvas one. That's it.

Put into storage 16th may 2006.

A fortnight after the murder.

This way.

Take your time. Thank you.

It's pretty incriminating.

No wonder Danny didn't
want anyone else to see it.

And I'm guessing neither did Kevin
Humphreys, Gail Shaw or Jason bish...

Is that blood on the canvas?

Looks like it. We'll fast-track
that through forensics.

Danny could paint a
picture, I'll say that for him.

Hang on a minute...

Gerry said that Kevin
might have persuaded Gail

to have an affair with Danny
because Danny was getting famous,

that they wanted his money. Mmm.

Now... if you look, Danny's eyes
are closed but Gail is looking at Kevin.

This picture's not about
love. It's about betrayal.

Danny sussed what they
were up to and he painted it.

Mr Tyler.

I thought you should see this.
Could help your investigation.

Did he know that you
collected all his cuttings?

No.

Thank you.

Thank you.

He taps keys on laptop

you better not be tweeting.

I'm not.

Top cop 999 is no more.

Oh, why's that?

Because last night Dave
the fish said I was dull.

Sandra!

I've quit, Jack, end of story.

What? Ten months before Danny was murdered,
there was an article in the telegraph

claiming that sir David Bryant was on the verge
of bankruptcy after a series of bad investments.

It says here he even put his
eaton square house up for sale.

Something must have changed for the better
or they still wouldn't be living there.

He told me that he'd sold
his collection of Danny's work.

And Danny's death
sent the prices rocketing.

Call Sara hamlyn, see what she
can tell us about what he bought,

what he paid for it, when
he sold it and how much for.

You've got something.

The blood on the
painting was ab negative,

which, as you all well
know, is very, very rare.

Less than 1% of the population
has it. What was Danny's blood type?

Ab negative. Yes! Oh,
no, it gets better than that.

The forensics have found an
undetectable-to-the-naked-eye blood spatter pattern.

Engaged, no answer-phone.

Yeah, it says here.

"It's a medium-velocity blood spatter which is
in keeping with an impact from a blunt object."

You see, lines of the path
of each bloodstain converge

and that puts the body eight
feet away from the painting.

So where was the
painting when he was hit?

According to sir David, before it
went into storage, hanging in the study.

I'll try and track down the estate
agent who dealt with the house.

Jack, keep hassling Sara
hamlyn until we get some figures.

Sara hamlyn said that sir David sold the majority
of his flak collection for more than £4 million,

just about a year after Danny died, leaving
him with a profit of at least 3 million.

That much?

There's his motive. I'll
get a search warrant.

Where were you on the night
Danny Tyler was murdered?

I was at home with my wife.

Was the painting known as canvas
one hanging in your study at that time?

I'm not sure. I'd have to check.

Did you like it? Yes.

We have a copy of the bill
stating that canvas one was taken

from your study and placed into
storage a fortnight after Danny's death.

Well, then, I guess
that's where it was.

Forensics found ab
negative blood on the painting.

It's the rarest type, which Danny Tyler just
happened to have. How do you think it got there?

Well, if it is Danny's blood, it must
have got there while he was painting it.

No, it's the wrong sort of spatter pattern.
It's there from the head injury that killed him.

Knock on door

guv'nor, we've found something!

That is the photo stolen
from Sara hamlyn's gallery.

You dragged me out of an
interview for this? Read it.

"You know what you did to
Danny, call this number now."

Blackmail. Now, that is an
unregistered pay-as-you-go mobile,

and this is sir David's. And he got
a text from that number yesterday.

"100k in the bin by the
victorian topiary, battersea park,

"4pm tomorrow." Well,
that gives us 50 minutes.

Did he respond? "Ok."

Right, text this back. Unavoidable change of plans,
drop-off will be made by trusted employee of mine.

D'you think you
could write that down?

None of this was my idea, ok?

Kev broke into the gallery and stole the photo
of canvas one. Then he sent it to sir David.

He's been blackmailing him,
not me. I only went to the pick-up

because I know what kev will do to me if he gets
out and finds that money ain't been collected.

Why that particular photograph?

Because canvas one's what Danny went to see
sir David about the night he was killed.

And kev wanted him to
know that he knew that.

And sir David paid
up? Not right away.

It took a few more anonymous notes, but after a
couple of weeks kev managed to get 20,000 out of him.

And how much has he paid
out in total, not including today?

He never said the exact
amount, but it's a lot.

We're talking
hundreds of thousands.

You let Kevin think he was in control of you, just like
you let Danny think that you were in love with him.

You played them both and
now you're trying to play us.

No. Kev used me. Manipulated me.

Oh, come off it, Gail,
you're not the victim here.

You blackmailed sir David
and Kevin knew nothing about it.

I had nothing to do with the
blackmailing, that was all him.

So how come your fingerprints are
on this photograph but not Kevin's,

and the last text demanding
money was sent after his arrest?

Nobody shells out that amount
of cash unless they're guilty.

We've got a bit of time yet
before we have to charge him

so why don't we go and see
what lady Bryant has to say.

Good-looking bird.

There was blood on canvas one.

The DNA will prove it was Danny's and
that he was killed in sir David's study.

We know that he did it.

My husband is many things
but he's not a murderer.

So why pay out hundreds of
thousands in bribery money?

I'm not aware that we have done. You
were in the house when Danny was killed.

By lying to us, you're conspiring to pervert the
course of justice, which carries a custodial sentence.

Now, are you really
willing to go to jail

for a man who treats
you so callously?

I'm not lying to you.

How old are those scars?

We'll find out, one
way or another.

Two years.

All right...

Did you kill him, Catherine?

For the tape, the
suspect has nodded.

What happened?

Danny was big
and drunk and angry

and he was going to kill David.

He kept punching him over and over,
yelling at him to give back his painting.

I had to stop him.
So what did you do?

I hit him with a bronze.

I can still hear the
noise he made as he fell.

This awful, high-pitched whine.

Why didn't you call the police?

It dawned on me
that people might think

we'd murdered him for the money
and then made it look like self-defence.

Because your husband was
on the verge of bankruptcy? Yes.

Danny's death saved us
and damned us all at once.

Who made the decision
not to make that call?

I did.

I made all of the
decisions. I had to.

David was in no fit state, not after the
beating he'd taken and the amount he'd drunk.

I told myself that for us to survive I had to dump
the body and that's what I did. All on your own? Yes.

He was six foot and weighed
13 stone! I'm stronger than I look.

You're lying to protect your
husband. I'm telling you the truth.

I don't think so.

So what happened when
sir David sobered up?

He said we should have called
the police and let the chips fall.

He was right, but by then it was too
late, the body had already been found.

We spent the next few months waiting for the
police to knock at our door but they never did.

Then the photograph
of canvas one arrived.

It seemed at least one other person knew
that Danny was coming to see us that night

but, as you know, all
they wanted was money.

The worst thing has been
the getting away with it.

You wouldn't think that
would be so hard to live with,

but it is.

There have been
days when I couldn't.

Thank you. All
part of the service.

You know, that really
does look like you.

A gift from Sara
hamlyn. Nice of her.

I used to do a spot of painting.

Really? Oh, yeah.

Mostly landscapes...

And nudes.

Don't even go there,
Gerry. He chuckles

♪ 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,
you're doing fine

♪ it 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... ♪

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