All language subtitles for A Touch of Frost Season 10 Episode 01 - Hidden Truth 720p WEB-DL HEVC x265 BONE

You're washing his car again.

That's the second time this week.

Doesn't anybody have a life amount here?

Robbie?

It's all right, it's not your mum. No,
it's not your mum, she's safe. Mum! It's

not your mum. Mum! It's not your mum,
she's safe. Where's my mum?

Tracy.

Tracy.

It's DS 200.

Now, we need anything you can remember,
love.

Anything at all.

Short hair.

Long coat.

He gets a carry.

No, no, no.

She's healthy.

And did a very good job.

I tried to help her.

There was so much blood.

Mrs. Thompson, got Robbie here.

It's all right, Robbie.

Here you go.

Mum! Oh, it's all right, sweetheart.

It's all right.

Where's Eileen Cleary?

Has anyone told her? Does she know?

She's on her way here now.

All right, darling.

It's all right.

It's all right.

Don't say anything, you understand?

We should tell them. No, sweetheart, no.

No.

CPS.

Miss Cleary?

She's up here.

Could you keep to the right, please?

We're waiting for forensics.

Is she hurt?

No, she's all right. The gunman shot a
policewoman who was in the house. Oh,

God. It's all right. She's alive.

I'm glad that you're here. I've got to
get down to the hospital.

But Kathy Thompson needs someone she
trusts.

My only query from the CPS is with Kathy
Thompson now.

They've established quite a good
relationship over the last few months.

Now, we've put Kathy and her son in a
hotel room for now, but I'm going to

some help with this one.

What do you need?

Well, I shall need some firearm support
units in the streets outside in case we

pick up on the gunman.

A couple of armed officers outside Tracy
Miller's hospital room and some extra

uniform and CID.

And we'll need a tactical advisor as
well for the armed officers.

I'll need D .S. Terry Reid from Edmund
Street.

Reid? Yes.

He used to work for the Met before he
was booted down here. But with his

connections, he might be able to help us
identify the gunman.

Well, I know, but... Look, I know that
he is insubordinate and a pain in the

backside.

But strangely enough, he and I get on
very well.

All right.

Read it is. Good. Have them meet me at
Cathy Thompson's house, will you?

Sir? Anything else?

Job's done.

Inspector Frost wants you to go into a
safe house.

Where? I don't know.

We can't keep you here for long, Cathy.

We've registered you under a false name,
but we can't risk the press finding

you. You have to go.

She'll survive, but we can't save the
arm.

And she'll need plastic surgery to her
face.

I can't.

Doctor, I'm going to have to move her.
Not now.

Once the gunman knows he's missed his
target, sir.

This wasn't a random shooting.

No. And she got a look at the gunman.

So she needs to be moved for her own
safety.

In the meantime, I'm going to have to
put a couple of armed heavyweights

side of her door.

All right.

But she'll need post -op recovery time.

OK.

Are they the parents?

Yes, sir.

Do you want me to tell them, Jack?

No, no. Tracy Miller's one of mine.

I'll tell them.

Hey, Jack.

She's one of ours.

Hmm.

Mr. Flynn.

The principal witness against you was a
tax in her home this morning.

I've been fed on numerous occasions with
the man.

I'm against violence.

I won't be able to defend you.

If the police link you to it, you're
finished.

They won't.

Because there isn't any link.

Now, you're being paid a ton of cash.

What are you going to be doing to earn
it?

Whether Kathy Thompson testifies or not.

We need to go to work on the senior
investigating officer.

He's known for his non -conformist
attitudes.

Perhaps he's made mistakes.

Well, let's catch that.

No,

no, DS Toulon. Alan Hadley, this is my
partner, Kenny Russell.

You're super after a couple of teams.

Now, this is the secure area.

Immediate medical staff only. No one
else except them.

Tea and sympathy.

It's never enough, is it?

Anyway, I've asked for Terry Reid to
come across. I want to show him the

scene. George, I want you to stay put
here. I'll tell you how I want this

handled later.

OK.

You look after my girl in there, all
right?

You can put that out for a start.

Oh, you're Terry, all right?

Yeah, not so bad, Gaff. Do you know
what's happening?

Well, as much as anyone could tell me.

Aye, well, Cathy Thompson, widowed
mother, self -employed bookkeeper, works

mainly from home.

And she's your principal witness in the
Jack Flynn trial? Yeah, that's right.

About a year ago, Jack Flynn came down
personally from London to teach one of

his drug dealers a lesson.

ended up here in this room.

Yeah, Flynn beat the bloke to death,
didn't he?

Yeah, that's right.

Right here in the middle of leafy
suburbia.

Anyway, Cathy Thompson saw it all from
her study. That's her room up there.

And as she's due to give testimony, I've
had a police woman living with her.

Duncan, is it all right for us to cross
here?

Keep to the footpads.

Jack, we've got a partial footprint.

Well, whatever you can get, and as soon
as you can get it. All right.

So the government obviously thought your
police woman was Kathy Thompson.

Yeah, that's right.

The bullet ended up over there. Now, as
far as I can understand it, she tried to

close the door on him.

It threw him off his aim, right, so that
gunshot residue there.

She got to about here, the bullet
glanced off her cheekbone and ended up

wall there.

He then followed her through here, where
he stood over her and delivered a

second shot.

That's the probable angle.

A cold -blooded shot, hmm?

No cartridge cases?

No, which leads me to suspect it was
probably a revolver.

I didn't want to risk time picking up
spent cases for an automatic.

The gunman was using the sound of the
pressure washer as cover.

And as the neighbour stopped the
machine, the gunman had just fired his

shot, the one that was heard.

He couldn't risk another one.

So dead or not, he thought he'd stopped
the key witness.

Now, we know that the neighbour washes
his car twice a week.

The gunman sucked the place out.

Someone must have seen him.

So go back and talk to the whole street
and to the household in the connecting

roads. He must have parked his car
somewhere or caught a bus or even used

Shanks' pony. But find him.

His arm to back up if you need it.

It's off you go. Go on. Chop, chop.

I've got the legal vultures arriving to
pick my bones. I want you and George to

go down to Denton General. I'm moving
Tracy Miller to a private hospital.

If the gunman is uncertain, he might be
riffing about down there.

Well, George knows the arrangements.
Yes, I know, but I want you at the sharp

end, just in case.

Well, I hope that's not why you brought
me over here. Well, it certainly wasn't

because of your good looks. Now, go on.

And be careful.

All clear.

Been a while, Ferris.

Yeah, they moved me about.

Anyone check the outside? Yeah, the
outside.

You been in this division or...? Bit
far. I was distracted for a while.

Missed the street.

Clear!

Fear out. Yeah.

Bravo, Moat 1 to Bravo, Moat 5, we're
moving now. Over.

All right, George.

Okay, Tracy, love.

Thank you.

Oh, sorry, Madeline, we're going.

Sheila?

Yeah, all right, you two.

Get your elbows off the table, will you,
please, with your manners.

Sorry. Thank you.

I thought you were with Mr Mullet and
those CPS people.

Oh, blimey, give me a break.

What are you doing, the crossword? Look
at one across.

Starving police officer. Five letters.

Start with F.

No, it's a lottery.

I missed it in the telly.

I'll tell you what, Jack.

If I ever win this, I'll buy you every
sandwich you ever want. Not today, by

sounds of it. No, I might even close it.

You can top that up for me. Eh? Go on.

Record that, can't you? Go on.

Jack? Hmm? You alright?

Yeah. Yeah. I'm fine.

This is fine.

Fine. Thank you!

Jerry, where the devil have you been?

What are you doing?

I'm looking for a very important piece
of paper, sir.

Look, I've got Eileen Cleary and the
prosecuting QC here. They're looking for

someone's scalp.

Now, if we can't pacify them, well, your
number is up.

In more ways than one, sir.

I heard an officer had been shot and I
knew Alan's team had been put into this

area.

I phoned the station and they said he
was here, but they wouldn't say why.

No, it's fine.

He was on duty down there.

I spoke to him less than half an hour
ago.

I worried he might... Yeah, well,
naturally.

Not too long now before he retires, is
it?

A couple of years.

Getting ready to leave the force.

Been going to night school.

Business studies.

He wants to open up a security
consultancy.

Oh, good for him.

He was always ambitious.

You all right, yeah?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

It's been a long time since I've seen
you.

Yeah, I've had a few problems to sort
out.

Divorced the kids, all that.

And I got injured on duty.

Yeah, I heard. I'm sorry.

Bit of a nasty one, that.

Yeah, yeah.

I'm just so clumsy.

Cathy Thompson should have been in a
safe house weeks ago.

Well, we could hardly force her.

She wanted as normal a life as possible
for herself and her son.

And remember, an officer has been badly
wounded.

That's not my concern.

Well, it should be.

She's a young woman who drew the gunman
away from your witness.

That's exactly the emotional response we
do not want from a senior officer when

he's caught for cross -examination by
Flynn's defence.

When I'm in the witness stand, I shall
do my job. In here, I expect support

my officers.

Cathy Thompson has to be on that stand
when I need her.

Make sure she's there, Inspector.

QCs don't like surprises when they've
built their case around a star witness.

I've spoken to Cathy.

She's ready to do as you suggest. She'll
go into a safe house.

Thank you for talking to her.

Well, I got an early start in the
morning. I'm caught first thing. I'd

and get myself a soldier.

Oh, Jack.

Hmm? That piece of paper you're looking
for, it's nothing to do with the trial,

is it?

No, sir.

More to do with the rest of my life.

I've known Alan Hadley and his wife on
and off for the past 15 years.

He's one of these armed response
officers, is he?

Yeah. He was a senior man guarding Tracy
Miller at the hospital.

Well, look, these firearm blokes are
checked out regularly by their

and if he is knocking his wife about,
he'll be picked up somewhere along the

line. Yeah, but if he is using his wife
as a punch bag, and I just don't believe

he'd do that,

he could be a risk to everyone and
everything when the crunch comes.

Hmm.

Who's his patrol partner?

Kenny Russell.

All right.

Tell you what, why don't you sound him
out?

Tread carefully, mind.

And... Well, if necessary, we will
inform the Domestic Violence Unit. All

OK, thanks.

Everything all right, Gav?

Yes. Just reorganising my filing system.

Oh.

Good night, then.

Yes? Good night, Harry.

Inspector, when you searched the
accused's office, you found an item of

exceptional interest.

Yes, I found a baseball bat hidden
behind a filing cabinet.

If I may indicate, Exhibit 3A on your
list, my lord.

Following forensic examination of the
baseball bat, what did you discover?

Oh, well, attempts had been made to wash
off the blood, but... Forensics matched

blood and tissue from the deceased.

And because of the texture of the
baseball bat, there were no

No, but we had a DNA match to the
accused.

How?

Well, his hands must have sweated and
left a residue on the handle.

We also took samples of saliva from a
drinking glass found in his office.

So you believe this to be the murder
weapon?

Yes, I do.

And I have a witness.

Thank you. That'll be all, Inspector.

Inspector, how do you know that
particular drinking glass was used by my

He was drinking from it.

I have here.

A list of reprimands against you,
Inspector.

Insubordination.

Failure to comply with policy.

Failure to comply with procedure.

A dismal failure to attend to the usual
administration one associates with

police work.

And so on. And so on.

With respect, my lord, perhaps the court
should also be told that Detective

Inspector Frost was awarded the George
Cross for bravery.

Unarmed, he faced a gunman and was
himself wounded in the encounter.

And according to his record, he didn't
follow correct procedure in that

either. He was supposed to have waited
for armed officers.

But no, he wanted to be a hero.

I wanted to save someone's life.

Let's go through each step leading up to
the arrest of my client, shall we?

Perhaps your emotions got in the way of
correct procedure. With respect, my

lord, is my learned friend putting the
inspector on trial?

Only his reputation, my lord.

I don't work with other people.

And he's an amateur.

I have my reasons.

You missed the target. It was a police
woman.

Well, how was I supposed to know that?

Kathy Thompson's being moved.

You sure?

The information I have comes from right
inside the police investigation.

You don't get any better.

I didn't know about the copper in the
house.

That was a last -minute decision.

This is what we need to do.

That's Gary Tinley. He's a thug. He's
done some enforcing, worked the doors on

the clubs, done time.

I spoke to his senior metal officer.
He'd had a tip -off that Tinley was

sent to take someone out. He doesn't
know where, doesn't know who.

But Tinley's worked for Jack Flynn
before.

Well, two and two always made four. At
least it did last time I counted.

The thing is, he's never been known to
use a weapon.

But he might be keen to win his spurs.

And a gifted amateur might take more
risks than a professional.

And a professional might not want to put
himself on the line again after a

failure.

Flynn has brought in a hothead.

This kid is more dangerous.

George!

I want Timmy's photograph given to every
officer in the division.

I don't want him sneezing without the
rest of us catching cold.

Check all CCTV cameras in the city
centre, train stations everywhere.

Just get him. Don't light that up.

Is DS Reid involved in this case?

Yes, he is, why don't you ask?

You consider Reid an unsound police
officer?

He messed up his evidence three years
ago in a major fraud case. We lost

of him.

You do know he was reprimanded.

I don't want him anywhere near us on
this investigation.

Well, he won't be.

He'll be near me.

He's an officer who can take the flak
and deliver results.

It was my decision to bring in D .S.
Reid.

I know about his record.

And with his contacts at the Met, he's
already been able to deliver some very

valuable information.

All right.

Inspector, the defence is looking for
your mistakes.

He won't find any.

He'll cast sufficient doubt.

Forensic evidence might not be enough.

Where's my witness?

Cafe, lunch!

I have not. It's just well done.

He tried it.

Well, they're all right.

Chip Connor, sir, he is.

I'll cook tonight.

You don't have to.

It'll make things seem a bit more normal
if I cook.

You press any one of those and every
copper indenting arrives in a lorry.

Don't worry, you won't need it.

Is it wise for this division to handle
Kathy Thompson's witness protection

program?

The witness protection officers would
have moved her out of town. I've kept

in the Denton area.

It's irregular, but it is his
responsibility.

What about the safe house?

Low key, two of our people are living in
the house with Kathy Thompson and her

son. Yes, and there are panic buttons in
every room linked to a house alarm for

immediate effect.

If they need help in a hurry, I don't
want officers running around and not

knowing where to respond.

The location is registered with CID and
the control room. If they need any help

in the house, it'll be there within
minutes.

The information is secure. Only the
officers on duty will see it.

So even we won't be told where she is?

No.

Very well.

We'll see you in court, Inspector.

Don't let the defending QC rattle you.

It's what he wants.

Yeah, well, life doesn't always give us
what we want.

Does it?

Three. Yes, Jack.

Just the men.

Oh, don't tell me you're handling the
Jack Flynn case.

We didn't want you involved, Reed.

Unfortunately, your senior officers
disagreed.

I hope everyone thinks their faith is
justified.

I didn't mess up that fraud case.

You shifted responsibility.

I took the blame.

I couldn't prove otherwise.

I was hardly going to flush my own
career down the toilet.

And you've lost the ticket!

Will you keep your voice down?

Are you sure you've won?

Of course I am. I do the same numbers
every week.

It was a rollover.

5 .3 million quid? How could you lose
the ticket? I don't know.

Normally I stick it on the fridge at
home or I put it in my wallet and

I use it as a bookmark.

A bookmark?

Yes, so that I know where it is.

And you've looked everywhere, have you?
Yes, everywhere.

The only thing I can think of is it must
be one of those case files that have

come across my desk in the last couple
of weeks.

How many would that be?

A couple of dozen at least.

Well, Trig, it must be in one of those
files. Yeah.

Yes.

I'll give you five percent.

Ten.

Seven and a half.

Ten.

I never took you as a greedy man, Trig.
I never took you as being mean. If I

find it, I think ten is fair.

Nine, and that is my last offer. Ten.

Do you know, money brings out the worst
in people. You know that, don't you?

All right, ten.

Ten percent.

But you keep that zipped, all right?

Well, I'll have to trade them all. They
could be anywhere by now.

Why don't you go for a yacht, a couple
of cars?

Go on,

then.

Oh, yeah, right away.

Tinglet's been spotted. I'm responsible.

Right.

Still in there then, isn't he, George?
As far as we know, Jack, yeah.

Shot fired. No injuries.

Shot fired.

No one hurt.

Jack? Yeah?

They've lost him.

What?

Oh.

All right.

All right, they've lost him. They can
find him.

Cindy has got to sleep somewhere.

Hotel, motel, bed and breakfast.

Oh, he's got a contact here. He's an out
-of -towner, George.

Odds are he won't have anywhere to go.

He's got to be somewhere.

Now, from that footprint we recovered
from the house, traces of industrial

used more generally in metal cutting,
polishing, grinding, and there were

traces, tiny particles, of metal
filings.

Yeah, so he wasn't a dentist, then?

Not one I'd go to.

Now, ballistics.

The two bullets, .38 calibre, recovered
from Cathy Thompson's house, both from

the same gun, of course, and responsible
for your young policewoman's injuries.

These two bullets were recovered from
the warehouse.

They were fired at those two officers.

Don't tell me they're from the same gun.

No mistaking it.

A Smith & Wesson -type revolver giving
the bullets five grooves.

Grooves and lands of equal width and a
right -hand twist.

Are you trying to tell me that the older
bloke gave his gun to the new fella?

Not for me to figure any of that out.

But it's the same gun.

Now, I'm off home.

Aiding and abetting use one thing, but
overtime's murder.

I'm going to be late for class now.

You take your time.

Don't drive too fast.

I'm going to start a business in a
couple of years. I'd rather put office

into a bigger house.

Work from home?

Can we afford this?

Yeah, why not?

Sell this place, no bother.

I mean, it's better we get a mortgage
while I'm still on the porch.

What do you think?

Brilliant.

I knew you'd like it.

I'll see you later, all right? Bye,
love.

Bye.

You all right, Kenny?

Oh, soz.

Close one today?

Nah, it was all right.

Everything was under control.

Sorry you got away, mate.

Look at your refill.

Nah, I don't drink so much of this
stuff.

Once we're off, there's a lap. I can get
back to having a pint.

So, er, you and Alan been partners long,
then?

Aye, coming up for three years now.

Yeah, you're lucky being with him. He's
a good man.

Aye, first rate.

We work well together.

This, er, this studying he's doing must
part a pressure on him a bit, eh?

Seems to take in his stride.

Nothing seems to faze him.

I've got to get going, son.

Yeah, all right. See you, Kenny.

What about Gary Tinley?

He's taken the heat off you.

Cathy Thompson's been moved to a safe
house.

I don't know where you are.

You're running out of time.

I can't get to her if you can't find
her.

My insider will give word to me. You
just be ready.

I'm a day away from a testimony.

I just want this bitch shut down.

What are we going to do with you
tomorrow?

I don't know.

Malcolm's pretty good at Tomb Raider.

He's got a PlayStation 2 at home.

Malcolm?

It's your Chandler.

It's all right.

You can beat him, can you?

He's fairly old, but he's a bit slow.

You all right, Mum?

Yeah, God, I am.

A bit scared, aren't you?

A bit.

We'll be all right, though.

We know the same gun was used in both
incidents.

We know there's collusion here, but we
can't make any physical connection

between our first gunman and this new
kid on the block.

George.

A picture is emerging of the man in his
fifties.

Over a period of two weeks, a blue
Sierra was parked here, here, and here,

mile or so from Cathy Thompson's house.
Now, that car has not been seen.

since Tracy Miller was shot.

WPC Miller gave us a partial
description.

It's not much, but it's better than
nothing.

Forensic evidence suggests we check out
engineering works, garage workshops and

metal cutting yards.

So there you have it, an old blue
Sierra, man in his fifties in a three

length coat. Now, there can't be many of
those out there.

Well, come on, I'm not sending out
invitations for you to join me on this.

Terry, I want you to double -check Kathy
Thompson's personal life.

You know, new friends, blokes, numbers
of their cars, anything at all. Yeah,

right. George, I want you to nip down at
the prison. They occasionally do random

monitoring checks on payphones. See if
they've come up with anything that Jack

Flynn might have said.

Jack. I'm just on my way to court, sir.
Yes, ma 'am, take a look.

Now, one of your case files was sent
down to Customs and Excise.

And I gather that Sergeant Brady has
requested a constable to retrieve it.

Brady? Oh, not... Brady.

Brady, yes.

Yes, that's... Yes, that's right, sir. I
forgot to enclose part of my report.

Don't worry, I will sort it. This isn't
a courier service. It's a police

station. I can't have trained officers
being used to fetch and carry.

No, sir.

Your chicken and mayonnaise sandwich.
Thanks.

You told Brady.

Now, half the station will know. Well, I
can't do all this on my own.

Many hands make light work. Many hands
make a swarm of pickpockets, more like.

How much of the pie is he getting?

Two and a half percent.

Two and a half percent?

Of your portion?

Oh, yeah.

But then there are all the others.

The others?

Half a percent here, one and a half
there.

I've a cash flow problem, Jack.

This is a major operation.

I need more working capital.

What? I've made certain assurances on
your behalf.

Well, you can unmake them, but I... All
right.

Whoever finds it, I shall make sure that
they are all right.

And that is my last offer.

Yes, but what... All right.

With a bit of extra for everyone else.

Well, my governor's concerned that Flynn
might be controlling a contract killer.

While he's banged up in here.

We can't stop him from using the
payphone. That's his right.

And there's no chance he could smuggle
in a mobile.

No.

But you can check your random monitoring
records on all the payphones.

See if there's anything that might give
us a lead.

I'll go through them myself.

Is that Timmy?

What? That loose shirt just down the
corner. No, I missed him.

Okay, looks like he's headed for the
channels. You sure?

Call it in, Kenny, will you?

Must come in further up, otherwise we'll
be spotted.

Go right, Kenny.

Well, then I might as well take that
into this clip.

Bradley and Russell's quite dimly.

By the time the backup teams got here,
Kenny Russell was already dead.

Dingle shot the head, who was dead
before he felt how cold the water was.

Messy and disagreeable, Cross.

You attract them, don't you?

Mm -hmm.

Like bees to honey.

Lies around something less pleasant,
more like.

Hadley fired off two rounds at Tinley.
He's made a positive ID.

Did he hit him?

No.

Where's Hadley now?

Been treated for shock.

You got a statement from him? Yeah.

Inquiry's already started, RM.

He'll be off duty till it's sorted.

Did Tinley get Russell's gun?

Yeah.

Oh, that's bloody marvellous. That is,
isn't it? Now he's running around with

MP5 submachine gun.

Which is why he probably tossed this.

Two shots fired.

Maybe this Tinley isn't such an amateur
after all.

Maybe he's a top man.

Maybe the information from your tip -off
was wrong.

My contact's information is good.

Well, now that the first gunman's out of
the frame, how do we catch this killer?

Well... We've got to check on most
hotels and motels for Tinley.

But as far as B &B is concerned, we've
got no chance.

Then we'll just have to wait and see if
he pokes his head above the parapet.

Oh, I don't know.

Mackenzie's right.

There are too many guns. Them, us.

Getting less to do with detective work
is getting more like a shooting war.

Dixon of Doc Green Day is a long gone
track.

Yeah, I know. They shot him as well.

Let's go down to the mortuary, see if
they've got the pathologist's report on

Russell.

Haven't I?

Single shot to the head and a bleak
angle which entered below the right ear.

Death was instantaneous.

How far away was the gunman when he shot
Russell?

My examination would confirm the
measurements forensics took from the

triangulation. Almost nine and a half
metres.

How much is that in old money?

Say, 30 feet.

30 feet. I would say the killer came
from slightly behind the dead man's

shoulder.

The victim turned his head slightly.

Not his body.

Just a slight movement of the head.

Probably after the first shot was fired.

Yeah?

Thank you, Doctor. It's, um... No,
that's most helpful.

It's Tinley. They found him.

About time.

Can we move up the road, please? Come
on, up the road. Up the road.

Roger that.

Finlay used the B &B last night, paid in
cash.

The owner scanned the £20 note Tinley
gave him. It was forged.

He phoned his local Nick. They informed
us.

We got a very good description and we
went from there. Right, OK. Where's

now? He's travelling down Bradley Road
in a dark blue BMW 5 Series.

Traffic have kept tabs with CCTV.

Where will you take him? Well, out this
junction here.

Target. Hang on. One minute. He's one
minute away.

We're going to move, sir. The van will
block the road. Hang on, hang on.

He's already killed her, copper.

Now he's armed with an MP5.

Yeah, well, we have to contain him, Gov.
I mean, there's too many people around.

Yes, I know, I know. But if he sees
their van pull out there, he'll cut down

this street, won't he?

No. I'll drive out and block him.

No, go, sir. That's too risky.

It's all right. My car fits in round
here much better than that van.

Just get the van in here and block off
this road. Sir, there's no way I'm going

to let you... Just get the van parked in
this road here.

All he'll think is that I'm just a
clumsy old sod with a bit of luck.

You get down on the floor in a hurry.
All right? All right.

200 yards behind the post office van.

You didn't duck.

Oh.

No, I forgot.

You were sent down from London to kill a
wizard.

I want to talk to a brief.

You can't question me like this.

Ah, no.

That is where you are wrong.

My superintendent signed an order to the
contrary.

He doesn't want your London briefing
here in case he alerts other people who

yet to be arrested.

Not only would that be an obstruction to
justice, but it would put other

people's lives in danger.

There's gunshot residue on your clothes.

The bullets fired were from a gun used
in an attack on a policewoman, fired at

two officers in a warehouse, and finally
in the killing of one of those officers

earlier today.

You see, it doesn't matter how tough you
talk... Killing a copper gets you 20

years. I didn't kill anyone. Oh, come
on, Gary.

We've got the gun.

I picked up the gun like I was supposed
to.

I admit I fired at them a couple of
times in the warehouse and then I legged

I dropped it.

Where did you get the gun?

Bridge Street.

In the public toilets.

It was put there for me in one of the
old cisterns.

Who sent you on this job?

Well, it was Jack.

Jack Flynn.

I tell you that, and I'm dead in a week.

He set you up.

We know. We've had a tip -off from
London.

Because you see this? You see this wad
of dosh? Eh?

Well, it's all fake.

We were meant to rumble you.

Don't you get it?

He set you up.

You murdered a police officer when they
chased you this morning.

Where's that MP5?

The submachine gun.

You what?

The one that you took off the dead
officer.

I didn't kill anyone and I don't have
any gun.

I lost mine.

I told you, I dropped it when I legged
it from that warehouse.

George. Get down to the Bridge Street
area and check all those CCTV tapes.

If Tinley did pick that gun up, then the
gunman must have planted it. We know

what the time frame is.

And, George, get the fingerprint people
down there in the toilets, will you?

Jack,

anything? No.

No, he's admitted to firing the gun, but
he's not admitted to the killing.

And there's still no trace of Officer
Russell's firearm.

He got forensic evidence he fired the
gun.

Yes, I know that, but that's mainly on
his clothes.

There's a very faint trace on his hands,
and that could have come from the gun

that he fired in the warehouse chase.

Jack, there's a time limit on this.

There's only so much I can do. Yes, I
know.

I know.

Sir.

We'll have those tapes here ASAP, Jack.

What? The tapes.

Yes, the tape. Sorry, George, I was... I
just had a horrible thought.

Yes.

Well, if I were Kinley, and I wanted to
fire a gun at you from 30 feet, where

would I aim?

Biggest target?

The body.

Exactly. But if I had one shot and I
missed, what would you do?

Well, I'd duck, spin round, get out of
the way.

Yeah, but I've got time to fire another
round that hits you in the side of the

head before you can turn and face me.

Well, that would be a very fast second
shot, Jack.

Could be a lucky one.

Yeah.

But what would happen if I hit you with
the first bullet and then

fired another round to make everyone
think that I'd missed you with the first

one?

Then you would throw us all off the
scent.

Grant, you'd be a bloody good shot.

Yeah, too good.

Terry Reid knows more about guns than
anyone else around here. Where is he?

Something's not right here, Sheila.

And I think you're a part of it.

This is more serious than you getting
thumped.

What?

I'm not stupid.

Something's got out of hand, isn't it?

Sheila, tell me what's going on.

I know Alan.

He wouldn't hit you.

Oh, God, Harry.

I don't know what to do.

I'm so ashamed.

You know I love Alan.

I always will.

It was unbelievable.

It was just so exciting.

The sex.

He was the one who... I didn't care.

I wasn't worried about him.

I'd have done anything for him.

I did.

And the bruises?

What did you tell Alan?

I told him I'd walked into the car door,
the corner of a cupboard, anything I

could think of.

I don't believe me.

Oh, I don't think he did.

No, no, he did.

He did.

It was going to be a whole new start.

New house.

New business.

I'd have walked away from Kenny.

been finished.

Well, it is now.

I think it was Alan who killed him.

Oh, God, no. Please, no.

Where is he?

Where's he come?

Yeah.

You've sussed it, haven't you?

The angle of the shots and the pictures.

They just didn't look right.

I reckon it was the first shot that
killed Russell.

And it was too good for any amateur to
make.

Where are you?

Alan Hadley's house.

I found a missing weapon.

Hadley's wife was having an affair with
his patrol partner.

It was Alan who killed Kenny Russell.

He's not here.

Where do we find him?

Knowing him, my guess is a scene of a
crime.

But I don't think there's any hurry,
Jeff.

Bone read.

Tell him.

Oh, God, no.

No, please, no.

I'm so sorry, Ken.

I never wanted him to do that. I'm so
sorry. He broke it. Shut up.

I'm so sorry. Shut up!

I thought I could live with it, but I
can't.

And that's all.

After he shot Russell, he picked up the
MP5 and put it in his sports bag.

The area car took them back to the
station.

He took the bag home.

Nobody thought twice about it.

Bad day for the service.

And a horrible waste.

Perfect opportunity.

Would have been the perfect crime.

Nearly got away with it, he would have
done, if he hadn't been such a crack

shot. And had a conscience.

Alan Hadley was one step ahead.

We were chasing a gunman.

Hadley picked up the weapon that Tinley
dropped.

Well, perfect plan handed to him on a
plate.

He calls him with a fake contact on
Tinley and then tops his partner.

I wonder if he ever thought that Tinley
might do anything stupid.

Against the firearms unit?

Yeah, well, it would have tidied
everything up, wouldn't it?

We would have all thought that Tiddly
was the killer if he'd gone down under a

hail of bullets when we stopped him.

Yes.

He must have known about this affair for
some time.

Oh, yeah.

Bottled it and bottled it.

Anyway, it's all done and dusted.

Meanwhile, we've got a witness.

Under threat.

Yes.

So, Gary Tinley was a set -up.

It all points that way.

Distracting us from the real contract
killer.

Yeah. He's still out there somewhere.

Well, at least he can't have knowledge
of the safe house.

I suppose we'd better just sweat it out,
then.

Yes.

I thought I'd find you in here.

Had a few of you?

Nothing.

Going on a binge, are you?

I get a bit sick of you using your mouth
as a cow print.

Yeah, I think I know what you mean.

Anyway, if things had been a bit
different, I might have tied one on with

All right, then. If you want to stay in
here for a couple of hours, I haven't

seen you.

Right? Just make sure you get a cab home
and don't do anything stupid.

Look, this is not the sort of thing that
I say out loud too often.

But the reason why some of us do this
job is because we care.

Now, I know it sounds a bit naff.

And all of that.

But you know I care.

And I know you care.

So what?

I can't help what the courts do.

Or what some of these fancy lawyers get
away with.

All I know is if I can nick a few of
those lowlife out there, then that's

I'll do.

So, If you're up to it.

I've got a gunman out there.

And I need your help.

Alright. Please yourself.

We know the time frame when Tinley must
have found the gun.

But there's no sign of the other man.

He's in there somewhere.

We've got his description. All we've got
to do is match it to a picture.

Anything,

Jack?

No, no, nothing. Not yet, sir.

Oh, uh, Jack. Yes?

I've, um, I've just heard.

Hmm?

Well done.

5 .3, eh?

A million.

Yes, yes.

That's right, sir, yes.

Um, possibly.

No problem. Well, definitely.

If, um, I can find my ticket.

You've lost it. Hmm? No, I haven't lost
it. I've just mislaid it.

Probably in one of my case folders, you
know, sir, myself.

You're untidy, Jackie. You've always
been untidy.

I knew he'd catch you out in the end.

Well, I am looking for it, sir.

Yes, sir, it seems it's half the
station.

Of course, I'm the last to know.

Well, um, just keep me informed, will
you? On the gunman, that is. Oh, yeah,

that as well, yes, sir.

Yeah. You'll be having your tea, yeah?

Yeah, of course.

See you, love.

Sarah.

There's something.

That's it.

There's fingerprints all over that
toilet cubicle. Yeah, well, what did we

expect?

There's a Sierra in the background.

Can we identify the number, please?

I'll run a check on it now.

Good.

I'll have him, I will.

They're close, I know it.

Double security at the court.

If he's going to try again, that's just
where he might have a go. Right.

Oh! Mullet was looking for you earlier.

Seen you with him? Yes, he has. I
suppose you know as well, do you? Well,

Trigg did ask me to check a few files,
yes. Well done, Jack.

Remember your friends, won't you? I
expect I'll have a few more of those

the day's out.

Here's our man.

It's almost better than a lottery win.

Not you and all.

Oh,

you were doing the checks.

Go

for

it.

You can't do this.

There's a shop a couple of minutes down
the road.

If you don't say anything, nobody will
know. It's cool, yeah?

Everything all right? Where's Charlie
gone?

Oh, he's checking the garden.

You stay here.

You all right, Robbie?

The window's shining on the screen.

Could you pull down the blind a bit?

What did your last leg die of?

Hard work.

Where's your mum?

Don't know.

Upstairs, I think.

Sugar. You went out for some sugar.

And you let him. Shut up!

I've got a witness out there wandering
the streets with her son.

She could have been murdered.

And all because you wanted to go to the
corner shop for some sugar.

You're both suspended from duty with
immediate effect, pending an inquiry.

And clear your deaths out of CID.

In fact, if I were you, I'd start
looking for other employment altogether.

Get him out of here, Sergeant.

Sir, come on. Out.

We failed to protect her. No wonder she
did a runner.

She's supposed to testify tomorrow.

Well, she won't testify now.

Oh, I know, I know.

Dear God, what a mess.

I want those two publicly flogged.

Flynn could walk.

Walk? He'd be skipping.

Why did Cathy do a bunk?

Why? The panic button had our people
swarming all over the place within

She took their coats.

And her bag.

Well, that's hardly a spur -of -the
-moment decision.

No, it isn't, is it?

gave this location to the gunman.

An insider.

One of us.

It wasn't one of my people.

So she planned to run away.

Well, she's frightened.

Maybe she can't face fleeing court.

What else?

Her testimony.

Well...

Scared that something might come out in
court.

Yeah. Something she hadn't told us.

We'll just have to go over everything
again.

I want all her clients checked.

See if she ever did any bookkeeping for
Jack Flynn or anyone associated with

him. There could be a connection.

Jack, a testimony is found.

Her evidence is totally consistent with
forensics evidence. All the pieces fit.

Cathy Thompson saw the murder.

Well, something is wrong somewhere.

If we don't find out what it is, it
could mean the difference between Cathy

Thompson living or dying.

Governor, I can't find anyone anywhere
in her business remotely linked with

Flynn.

Look, there's something wrong.

He's a self -employed builder. She did
his books.

But she's billing him for work she did
at his office on the day of the murder.

Year of the hour she worked.

Oh.

Dawn already, blimey.

Yeah, and you, not back in your coffin
yet, eh?

I can't do these all -nighters anymore,
Jack.

Right. Well, builders are up with the
sparrows.

You should go down to his office and
check those dates. Goodbye.

Where will you be?

We are going to Cathy Thompson's to make
sure that we haven't missed anything.

Right. Come on.

The timings are all wrong.

She couldn't have been working with a
client and been here at the same time.

She went across... All right, all right,
all right. Go on, I'll go through it

with you. Go on.

She went across the landing to her
study.

Right, to her study. Here we are.

She comes in the door, steps across to
the window.

That room was her study.

I'll bet you look.

That mark there on the carpet, that's
where the filing cabinet would have

This mark here on the door was a scuff
mark.

She took her desk out of this room and
shoved it into that room. Oh, yeah,

yeah, yeah. This was her kid's room.
That's right.

It was Robbie who saw the killing.

He told his mother when she came home.
She switched the rooms to stop her son

being a witness.

That's why they've run away.

The battery's flat. You didn't charge
it, did you? You never do.

I haven't had much chance lately.

Are you trying to phone?

Someone will help us.

But we're not going.

Of course we are. I promised, didn't I?

I don't know where she is.

You'll just have to delay things.

I can't stop the cause.

We could come up with a procedural
matter.

There you are. A procedural, Mr
Sullivan. You can do that, can't you?

to buy us time.

A point of law or something.

The best we'll get is a recess until 10
.30 tomorrow.

After that, Flynn will be a free man.

But when this is over, you'll be lucky
if they let you issue parking to get...

She never confided in you, did she?

Somewhere she might go.

Friends that we don't know about.

No.

Inspector, Mr Sullivan's got a point
there.

This isn't going to do your career any
good.

Nothing much ever has. Don't let that
worry you.

Did you tell Sullivan about Robbie?

No. If I'd have done that, he'd have to
inform the court.

As far as he's concerned, Kathy is still
his witness.

No, the few people who know the better.
Right.

Have you got anything?

No, nothing yet.

We stripped out Robbie's room and all.

There's a clue in here somewhere.

Right.

I know I've been stupid. Just tell me
what to do.

Wasn't Robbie's father in the Air Force?

Yeah, RAF regiment.

He was killed in a motor accident when
Robbie was five.

That explains all the models and war
films.

I should have stayed closer to Kathy
instead of letting her fester away at

She needed someone to talk to.

If she'd been a talk to anybody, it
would have been Eileen Cleary.

And if she didn't talk to her, then you
had no chance.

Eileen Cleary?

You can't be suggesting she's
implicated?

She is the only one who has established
any level of trust with Cathy Thompson.

She is the only one who has access to
this station.

And someone has seen the list of
installed alarms and the location of the

house. There's no -one in this visitor's
log who wasn't escorted to wherever

they were going.

Actually, sir, she was here last
Wednesday.

She called to see Inspector Frost.

Mother Frost was out and she came up
here to see you.

Well, I was here all day.

I never saw her.

Let's search her office and her home.
No, we've no grounds. No evidence. All

this could be a total misunderstanding.

We need more.

We need evidence.

That Sierra number... Excuse me, sir.
That Sierra number plate's come back.

registered to a George Starkey, 53 years
old, dishonourable discharge from the

army 20 years ago. He did time, worked
in a prison machine shop.

He and his wife moved from London three
years ago.

Have you got their address?

Yeah. All right, send in the heavies.

Brady! Sir?

Anything from the random monitoring?

From what we could see, Flynn's made no
use of the public phone at all. So

somebody has smuggled a mobile past your
security.

Flynn! Up against the wall!

What is this?

What are you doing?

Spread them.

It's clear, sir.

Smith, give me your phone.

Give it to me!

Get Flynn back in his cell.

Take him to the governor's office.

Starkey's wife isn't implicated, but we
found this lot hidden in his shed.

Starkey wasn't at work. He clocked off
early.

How can we find him in time?

Jack, the crooked prison officer carried
Flynn's mobile.

Look at that number.

Jack?

Yes, Miss Cleary.

But not quite the Jack in the box you
were expecting.

Inspector?

I'm sorry, I don't understand.

Is that your front doorbell?

Yeah.

Why don't you answer it?

Then we'll talk later.

Right.

Yes. Thanks.

This time you won't shift the line.

You've got a six -year -old son.

So you and Kathy Thompson had a lot in
common.

Single mums, working hard, doing well.

I have nothing to say.

Your son is going to go into foster care
when you go down. You'd leave him out

of it.

The phone records show that Flynn
received a call from you and a minute

phoned Starkey.

Kathy phoned you, didn't she?

She told you where she was going.

Was she asking for help?

All this pretense about caring for her,
being her friend, protecting

her in this case against Jack Flynn.

I tried to talk her out of testifying
right up to the end. And when she

you stood back and let Flynn send in a
killer.

I have nothing to say.

A policewoman is severely injured.

A vital witness's life has been
threatened because you betrayed her. You

Jack Flynn.

He sent a gunman to her front door and
now she's running for her life.

To where?

I have nothing to say.

He's going to kill her.

Seven years ago, I was part of a
prosecution team against Jack.

I got involved, all right? I got
involved!

Where has Cathy taken the boy?

Well, we're up a blind alley now.

Kathy Thompson is expecting to make
clear he's somewhere, and it's stark he

going to turn up. Kathy's a logical,
practical woman. She plans things. She

wouldn't just be wandering the streets.

She's going somewhere.

Where has she taken her son?

Wait a minute.

I've just seen photographs of Robbie
taken in front of aircraft at Chronic

Air Museum.

Well, it's 70 miles away.

How do you entice a child not to be
frightened when you run away?

You promised to take him somewhere
special.

I don't.

I'm not asking you to go in there if you
think we should be told off.

Oh, God, Mum, you get into enough
trouble.

I hate to think what you'd be like with
a gun in your head.

Very funny.

Mum, what time do we have to go?

We're supposed to stay here. Miss
Cleary's sending someone.

All right?

Stay there.

I'll be coming.

Okay, I'm going out the window, all
right?

Don't move till we tell you!

Governor! Over there!

Get him!

Get him inside!

It's all right.

He's all right. He's breathing.

Kathy! Over here, Mr. Frost!

Stay where you are. We'll find you.

You wait here when I shout you on for
Mr. Frost.

Mum, don't be daft. You've got to come
too.

Do as I say. There's no time to argue.
You understand?

Have you shot your time?

I think I've got my bloody head blown
off.

Yeah, we couldn't even find a brighter
light, so we had to clear a shot of it.

You ungrateful son.

I didn't know what I was switching on.
It could have been your air drive, all

right, didn't you?

Thanks, I'll need that.

The Lord, I really must protest.

I apologise, my lord, but there's no
earlier time in which I could have

the court.

I suggest you've tried the patience of
this court long enough, Inspector Frost.

My key witness lied.

You admit it?

Yes. To save her child's life.

We're not charging her, but we are
preparing additional charges of

murder against the accused.

It was her 12 -year -old son who
witnessed the killing.

And he'll now testify on camera.

My Lord, this is most irregular.

Another example of Inspector Frost's
failure to comply with procedure.

But I am complying with my duties as a
police officer by bringing those

responsible to book.

Wouldn't you agree, Mr Maynard?

I'm very pleased to have met you.

You've got a very brave mum.

And you've looked after her like a real
little soldier. Your dad would have been

proud of you, you know. Thank you,
Inspector.

My pleasure.

Can I get a copy of me on tape?

Oh, don't know about that. It's highly
irregular.

I'll see what I can do. Yeah, great.

Bye, Inspector.

Goodbye. She could have just kept quiet
from the beginning. Yeah.

But she wanted to do the right thing.

Yeah.

There you are. You can finish those
reports.

You'll be pleased to hear, Jack, Tracy
Miller's off the critical list.

Good.

Good.

You know, we're clear as hell.

Flynn must have caused a lot of harm to
innocent people over the years.

It's always innocent to get hurt, no
matter which way you look at it.

You try explaining to Cleary's six -year
-old son why his mother isn't coming

home.

Ha!

I've got it!

I've got it!

Yes!

This was issued two months ago. I know,
I always buy them eight weeks at a time,

so I'm covered.

Yes, you're covered.

Jack, this was issued nine weeks ago.

It was issued nine weeks ago.

What? Wait a minute.

You went in and bought another one last
week, Jack, surely? You didn't. Well,

no, of course I... Well, I thought I had
another week to go, didn't I? Oh, you,

Burke. We could have all been happily
retired by the end of the month.

Oh, Jack.

Oh, George, do me a favour. Please,
please, please.

Oh.