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In the criminal justice system,

the people are represented by two separate

yet equally important groups.

The police, who investigate crime,

and the Crown Prosecutors, who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

Here we go.

Shahid Nafoor?

What?

Nobody said "two of you."

Oh, don't worry about him. He's a puppy. Ain't you?

Yeah.

Come on...

We've got four cameras supposed to be delivering pictures,

why is it not working?

Low ceilings, all this concrete, interferes with the signal.

Well, we've got no visual on the target.

I'm trying to fix it.

Matt. Matt!

Get back in the car.

Come back to the car, we were told to stay here.

Good.

Give him the dosh.

He's got a gun!

Ronnie!

Jimmy!

He pulled a bloody gun on me!

It just went off. Oh, God!

- Jimmy, you alright, son? - Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Come on, son. We got to save him, Ron.

- Come on! - Come on.

Come on, son, stay with us.

- Where did the gun-- - I don't know,

- he just pulled it out-- - Target's been shot.

Get an ambulance down here quick as.

Somebody better tell me how this happened.

Ah, DS Jimmy Valentine, Guv. This is on me.

The target had a gun.

I thought, he was gonna shoot me and Ron here.

I tried to disarm him,

and in the struggle the gun went off.

You two better get your clothes over to forensics.

You're entitled to a Fed Rep.

Yeah, 'course.

"Simple operation," you said. No one should've got hurt.

Listen, we didn't bring the gun, Guv.

DPS wants statements first thing.

Total transparency, yes?

- Anybody got a light? - All right,

investigation. Well, we all know what happened. And,

Mattie, you saw Nafoor go for the gun, yeah?

Well, I saw the struggle definitely.

You sure that's how it started?

Yeah, yeah I wasn't thinking straight.

I was just trying to save this fella here.

Well, I wouldn't be here without you, Jim. Thanks.

It's alright. I'm sorry guys, yeah?

Don't worry, Jim, you didn't have a choice, mate.

So, you're round the back,

opening the boot, when you hear a shot.

Shahid Nafoor must've been waiting

until it was one on one.

Just keep to the facts, DS Brooks.

I'll make my own interpretations thank you.

How many shots were fired?

Just the one.

Had Shahid Nafoor been at all threatening

in his behaviour, prior to the shooting?

Not while I was at the front of the car.

He didn't seem at all agitated, anxious?

Well, it was a drugs deal. Everyone gets a bit anxious.

How did this operation come about?

DS Valentine, brought us a tip-off

regarding a large amount of pure-grade heroin,

that was about to come into the country.

Why did he come to you specifically?

We both joined CID around, about the same time.

Worked alongside each other for several years.

Do you know him socially?

- Is that relevant? - If I've asked you, yes.

Yes, we've socialised.

Has he ever contacted you with tip-offs before now?

- No. - Then why this time?

Uh, because it was on our patch.

And that's the only reason?

It's enough, isn't it?

So, you got out of the car,

contrary to operational briefing.

The signals weren't coming through, there was interference.

I was concerned.

that we wouldn't get a visual on the target--

Did DS Moynihan tell you to get back in the car?

- Yeah, she did, but-- - Then why didn't you?

I didn't wanna leave my colleagues exposed.

I was using my initiative.

Instead of keeping to your assigned duty,

in the assigned location?

You have to make the best decisions,

in limited time, with the available resources.

Did you have a clear view of DS Brooks

as he walked to the back of the car?

No, there were concrete pillars in the way.

Did you have a clear view of DS Valentine and Shahid Nafoor?

Pretty much.

Yes.

Did you see Shahid Nafoor, pull a gun on DS Valentine?

Alright, mate.

Alright partner, what you having?

Uh, a pint, please, Dawn.

That DPS lady's a bundle of fun, ain't she?

I thought she was gonna become the third Mrs. Brooks.

I didn't see Shahid Nafoor pull the gun.

I don't think it happened that way. I told her.

- I'm not gonna lie. - Who said anything about lying?

Well, you more or less told me

exactly what to say, right after the incident.

No, I didn't. I was just going through what happened

- 'cause it was so quick. - Anyway, I've pulled everything

we've got on this Shahid Nafoor.

And the reason for that is?

Well, if I've got the DPS on my back,

I wanna know the full SP.

Anyway, turns out, this Nafoor character

was arrested by uniform last week in Brixton,

with half a kilo of heroin on him.

Okay, which proves he was a drug dealer.

If he was arrested last week,

what was he doing meeting us last night?

He should've been banged up.

- He got out on bail. - He wasn't even charged.

It doesn't make any sense.

Where you going with this, Mattie?

I reckon there's something bigger going on here.

And I reckon your mate, Jimmy, knows all about it.

Thought I'd find you here.

- Jimmy. - I just got the news.

The DPS woman's happy. We're in the clear.

Thank god for that, eh.

- What you having, Jim? - Pint of that one, son.

I really shouldn't be digging around on other cases.

Look, I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important.

- Did you find anything? - Well, yeah, you were right.

Shahid Nafoor was arrested for possession of heroin.

Then, what was he doing out in the street

in the middle of a drug deal last night?

No idea. He should've been charged

- and remanded in custody. - Then, why wasn't he?

I can't find that out.

Restricted access.

I need to find out, why he was released.

Too many coincidences here.

Well... why don't you try his brother?

Last known address was a flat by Smithfield market.

I knew it.

When he didn't come back last night...

I knew it.

They got to him... and I'm gonna be next.

What do you mean? Who got to your brother, Omar?

Omar?

Clyde Mason. My brother was a drugs runner for him.

He must've heard about the deal you lot made with Shahid.

Letting him off to give evidence against Mason.

What are you talking about, what deal?

The police told Shahid to keep working,

so Mason wouldn't suspect.

They wanted Shahid to be their man on the inside.

So, Shahid was a police informant?

Last couple of days, he was worried

Clyde Mason had found out.

So, um, who was his, police handler?

Omar, do you know the names of any of the officers

- that he was working with? - He wouldn't tell me, alright!

Look, I ain't talking any more, alright. Otherwise,

they're gonna be coming for me next.

Look, Omar, I'm sorry about your brother.

Alright, this was a terrible accident.

Yeah! They make it look like an accident.

Mason's hands are clean.

That man's hands are always clean!

I'm telling you, Mason had my brother killed.

So the conclusion, you're jumping to is...

- No. - ...is that Jimmy Valentine,

a serving and respected police officer,

shoots dead Shahid Nafoor on behalf of Clyde Mason.

Ron...

I didn't tell the DPS the full story.

I wasn't certain, but this...

- It backs up what I saw. - And what did you see?

Well, I'll tell you what I didn't see.

I didn't see Shahid move first.

In fact, if anything I think I saw,

I think I saw Jimmy

- go for his gun-- - Matt, you've just said it,

"You think you saw." How sure are you--

The bloke was arrested last week,

he shouldn't have been on the streets!

I asked you, "How sure?"

Twenty percent, 80 percent, 40 percent?

I'm sure what I didn't see!

I did not see Shahid go for his gun!

Didn't see it.

Not good enough. You could ruin a man's career.

Ronnie, listen, wait!

Listen to me. Just tell me one thing.

Why would an informant, turn his gun

on a police officer? It just doesn't make any sense.

I'll tell you what doesn't make any sense, Matt.

You throwing around your accusations

when you're not even sure of what you've seen, son.

Excuse me.

There's only two people who know exactly what happened.

One of them is dead,

and one of them happens to be Jimmy Valentine.

I'm sorry. Look, I know this is difficult, Ron.

And that's why I came to you.

But I'm not going behind your back.

I need you with me on this one.

Jimmy Valentine is a good copper, okay?

I'm not with you on this one.

Six years ago, before Clyde Mason

started taking control of South London's drug trade,

Jimmy Valentine arrested him for possession.

So, how does that put Valentine and Mason in cahoots?

Mason got off. Case never got to court.

Just like it won't this time.

And both times, Jimmy Valentine's involved.

Matt, do you realise what you're saying?

This is bad enough, a civilian death,

without you making it into a conspiracy.

Guv, I can't ignore this.

I need to find out, why those charges were dropped

six years ago against Mason.

And I need you to be comfortable with that.

You've got till this time tomorrow.

After that I've gotta tell the DPS

- what you've just told me. - Thank you.

Clyde Mason's possession charge, six years ago,

never got to court

'cause the confiscated drugs went walkabout

- from the evidence store. - From the station?

One moment it was there, the next, conveniently mislaid.

Mislaid?

From the evidence store at the arresting CID?

And without it, no case.

Was Jimmy Valentine on duty when this evidence went missing?

Along with 17 other officers. Investigation found no fault

- with anyone on shift that day. - No fault. Terrific.

Matt, this doesn't prove anything.

Except that Jimmy Valentine always seems to be around,

whenever something funny happens.

You should talk to Ronnie.

I tried. It didn't go too well.

Morning, Ron.

You following me, Jimmy?

Man of routine, like you.

Friday morning, white coffee, two sugars,

fresh bit of fish for supper.

You, uh...

got a light?

And I'm a man of routine. You've never had a light, Jim.

So how are your girls, then?

Always getting the better of me, Jim.

You know what women are like?

Take after their mum, do they?

Dear me, we had some times. I...

I've been thinking a lot about that lately.

All them days I had to sober you up.

Well, that's 1,807 days clean now Jim,

and I'm very proud of it, mate.

I always knew you'd do it. Even when you doubted yourself.

Enough of the "This-is-your-life routine",

- Jimmy. What's going on? - Your boy. Devlin.

DS Devlin. And he ain't my boy.

He's asking questions, nosing through files...

on Clyde Mason.

- So? - What if he's got questions,

why don't he come to me direct?

Billy, do me a favour mate,

please, can you bag up that bit of mullet?

- Thank you. - Yeah, no problems, Ron.

Let me talk to him.

I need to be there. You know, face to face.

Nothing I should know, is there, Jim? Nothing going on?

No.

Five pounds please, mate.

Lovely. Cheers, Billy.

Here, on me.

What are friends for, eh?

I'm starting to think, you wanna marry me.

I'm sorry?

Well, you're so interested in my past.

Well, I was investigating Clyde Mason.

And your name came up. Couple of times, actually.

Going after Mason?

Well, why didn't you say?

You should've talked to me first.

Did you know that Shahid Nafoor

was one of Clyde Mason's drugs runners?

Are you interviewing me?

No, I'm not.

So, tell me what you're investigating

- Clyde Mason for? - Why, so you can tip him off?

Say that again.

Say it again, son.

Mattie, why don't you wait outside?

Where were you, six years ago...

when that evidence went missing

from Clyde Mason's possession charge?

Matt!

Outside.

He's a one.

He's a one, alright.

But, you didn't answer his question, Jimmy.

You what?

Did you know that Shahid Nafoor, used to work for Clyde Mason?

Oh, don't you start.

You see, the thing is if anyone wanted to investigate

my past collars, Jim...

well, it'd be like water off a duck's back, wouldn't it?

What is this? All the stuff I've done for you...

Don't lean on our past, Jim.

Leave this one alone, Ron.

I won't say it again.

My old man used to say "there's no such thing as a friend."

Friends will always let you down.

I used to look at him and think, "What a miserable old bastard."

I'd argue with him, say, "Dad you're wrong, mate."

I tell you what, Mattie, I bet he's looking down

at me now laughing his head off.

- Look Ron, it gives me no plea-- - Jimmy Valentine bought my fish

for me today, alright.

Felt like he was buying me off.

Come on, Jimmy's partner, what was she called?

I don't know anything about this.

What is the point of me doing this job, DS Moynihan,

if all of my work is going to be undermined

by people like you?

Don't put this on me! Alright?

I never wanted to be partnered with him.

This last year's been the worst of my career.

- And why is that exactly? - Just leave me alone, alright?

I've got a funny feeling about the other night

in that car, Anna. All those fuzzy pictures.

Did Jimmy get you to sabotage those images

so that we would never have a clean recording?

Is that what was going on?

- Anna? - Answer the question, Anna.

He said there were things I wasn't aware of.

Things like?

When we got there before you boys showed up...

Jimmy told me that if anything untoward came up,

I should follow whatever he said.

So, you knew

that DS Valentine was going to shoot Shahid Nafoor?

On my life, I didn't know.

Then why didn't you say anything after it happened--

I couldn't, uh!

I've been taking money, alright.

Jimmy gives me my cut, if I sold him out,

I'm selling myself out as well.

Alright, so let me get this straight. You and Jimmy...

are both on the take from Clyde Mason,

the biggest drugs dealer in all of South London?

I didn't know that was where the money was coming from.

Well It doesn't take a genius, Anna, does it?

- What are you going to do? - No...

what are you going to do, Detective Sergeant?

Well, I'm giving you a chance

to put your version of events.

How many are watching? You in there, Ron?

You happy, son?

I should be in there doing this.

You're part of the incident.

We know that you manufactured the shooting

to make it look like an accident.

You shot Shahid Nafoor on Clyde Mason's instructions,

to stop Shahid giving evidence against Mason.

No, no, no,

someone's got it in for me. I'm being stitched up, here.

Your partner, Anna Moynihan...

she told us everything. She sold you out, I'm afraid.

I've been putting villains away for 30 years.

Well, we are gonna charge you

with the murder of Shahid Nafoor.

There was a struggle. He pulled a gun on me.

I saved DS Brooks's life.

Yeah, I said...

Wait.

I'm not finished with you yet.

We've struggled to get Clyde Mason, for years.

He is the major player in the supply of street drugs.

The failure to get Clyde Mason,

all but cost my predecessor his job.

He's not gonna do the same to me.

So, I want you to offer

Jimmy Valentine an arrangement under a section 71 notice...

in return for everything he knows about Clyde Mason.

Jimmy Valentine shot a man in cold blood.

If we get Clyde Mason, it'll save countless lives

and put the suppliers of drugs on the back foot.

Now, if this means, we go easy on Jimmy Valentine...

I can live with that.

And this wouldn't have anything to do with the adverse publicity

of a police officer on trial for murder?

James!

You take the moral high ground,

you stop me policing efficiently.

I'm asking for your cooperation with the bigger picture.

Will you put the deal to Jimmy Valentine?

Or do I express my displeasure to your superior?

I don't like it any more than you do.

You certainly couldn't like it any less.

Now this is about joined up thinking.

No, George, it's about not thinking at all!

Doing what's expedient, rather than what's right.

Now, James, that is enough. We need to compromise.

Scale down the charge in exchange for information.

Whatever information Jimmy Valentine has,

can never be commensurate with a man's life!

What are we saying here, murder's okay so long as you get

- Clyde Mason's email address? - Look, you're not the only one

with principles, James.

Not the only one who has to swallow them down.

Now you've been given a task here.

Please, do your job.

We'll charge manslaughter accepting

Mr. Valentine's version of events

if he tells us every detail of his transactions

with Clyde Mason.

Who's pulling your strings, son?

I bet you're hating every minute of this.

- Do we have an agreement? - No, we don't.

It's an Alice in Wonderland proposal.

You need to realign your expectations

quite spectacularly, James.

We expect nothing less than complete immunity,

and entry into the witness protection program.

You can expect whatever you like.

But I'm not gonna disrespect a dead man's honour

by giving in to your wish list.

A drug dealer pulled a gun, there was a struggle,

- during which the gun went off. - Evelyn, I'm really

looking forward to seeing you run that one before a jury.

I'm quite looking forward to it myself.

Particularly given that you have no case.

We've got sworn evidence from Anna Moynihan.

Oh, good luck with that. She'll tell you black's white

- if you pay her enough. - Yeah well, you'd know.

You show me some respect.

I've served this city for 30 years.

What you done, six months' typing?

Or just a few favours for your boss here?

If Miss Moynihan's evidence is true,

then she's also an accomplice,

which renders her evidence worthless

- without corroboration. - The corroboration,

was behind the radiator in her garage.

She kept every note you bribed her with.

Is that what she's saying?

Bless her.

It sounds to me like you have a terrific case,

against Anna Moynihan. Not us.

I'm always available,

the moment you come to your senses.

Evelyn Wyndham wants a free pass

for Jimmy Valentine, complete immunity.

- What? She can whistle for that! - Thank you!

We need more leverage on Valentine

if we're gonna get him to surrender details

on Clyde Mason. Something which'll,

scare him into realising he's got no choice.

What did you get on his property?

Anything you can use against him there?

Nothing from his flat, his car

or even a self-storage unit that he rented.

He's not stupid, he knows what the police look for.

Everybody is always stupid somewhere along the line.

Just tiny details, that's all that it takes.

Did we check his old work locker?

Vodka.

Fags.

- Porn. - Who says coppers don't read?

I don't know, that's all there is.

Not just porn. Shopping, too.

Didn't know Valentine had any romantic attachments.

What's he doing with an underwear catalogue?

Transvestite, maybe? Do you think he's the type?

Well, I didn't think my ex was the type.

Account number on the address label

could mean he's a regular customer.

If they've got an account for him, they'll have a record

of any delivery addresses.

Oh, you must've really impressed Jimmy

for him to buy you that flat.

I'm not stupid, Mary. I do my research.

Whatever you wanna know, I haven't got a clue about.

Mary, an innocent man was killed. .

Jimmy Valentine could be involved.

- You're protecting a murderer. - I bloody knew this'd happen!

Did Jimmy Valentine ever talk about a Clyde Mason?

He never talked about him. But he met him here.

He said he needed somewhere out of the way,

to do a little business.

Okay. I'm gonna need you to give a statement

- to that effect. - No.

But you can have the tape.

I'm sorry?

I've got a camera set up for the clients.

Didn't take much to film them.

Get myself a little insurance for a rainy day.

Now, is that enough for you to leave me alone?

Mary Aliadiere is a prostitute with a criminal record

for four counts of GBH.

She's an unreliable witness.

Her video of your client

meeting Clyde Mason at her flat...

looked very reliable, though.

I'd almost say it was, persuasive.

Now, Mr. Valentine, one last chance.

Give evidence against Clyde Mason,

we'll scale down the charge.

- You plead guilty. - Oh, listen to yourself.

How long do you think I'd last inside if I grass?

Mason's got people everywhere.

I hope the money

that Clyde Mason offered you to dishonour your police oath

was worth it, Mr. Valentine.

Final offer.

Bollocks.

Good.

The charge is murder.

James,

the Venezuelan authorities have located Clyde Mason.

- He's been spotted in Caracas. - There's no extradition treaty.

We don't stand a chance of getting hold of him.

Valentine's defence

is that Mason threatened to harm his family,

that he had no choice but to do what he did.

Reduced to manslaughter, could be out in four years.

- How hard did you try, James? - I'm sorry?

Well, you didn't push him, did you?

He gave you the answer you wanted.

You wanted him on trial all along.

Uh, I did what George sent me to do.

Am I happy to be prosecuting Jimmy Valentine?

Yeah. He's a policeman who shot a civilian.

So, we make an example of him, rather than let the police gain

crucial intelligence on a major drug baron.

The police want corruption held to account.

You ask Matt and Ronnie, they want Valentine in court.

- I'm doing this for them. - What if we lose?

Valentine walks free and we've gained nothing.

I won't lose. It's time.

Are you with me?

Clyde Mason paid myself and DS Moynihan

to keep things smooth for him.

What were his instructions to you regarding Shahid Nafoor?

Mason heard that Shahid was now a police informant.

Shahid knew a lot about Mason's operations.

So Mason told me to take him out of the game.

Meaning to kill him?

Well, I said no, of course.

And that's when he threatened my family.

My mother and both my sisters.

So, if you didn't kill Shahid, your own family would die?

Yeah, that's right. Yeah.

What happened the night of Mr. Nafoor's death?

Well, I arranged the team.

I made sure I was paired with DS Brooks.

Why was that?

Well, I knew that Ron would go along with whatever happened.

In what way?

Well, he'd looked out for me before,

about six years back,

I'd arrested Clyde Mason on possession of heroin

and while Mason was awaiting bail,

he offered me an arrangement.

This was when your association with Clyde Mason began.

Yeah, he paid me off and I, in turn paid off DS Brooks.

My Lady, please!

DS Brooks was present on the evening

of Mr. Nafoor's death.

Evidence regarding his character is crucial.

Mr. Steel, you'll have your chance to cross-examine.

I bribed DS Brooks

to make sure that the heroin we found on Clyde Mason

went walkabout from the evidence store.

Are you certain, DS Brooks did as you requested?

Oh, I'm certain he took the heroin, yeah.

I'm certain, 'cause he gave half of it to me.

Did you remove the heroin from the evidence store?

- Of course, I didn't. - Then why is Jimmy Valentine

- saying that you did? - Why do you think?

He's trying to stitch me up. And...

you're doing exactly what he wants.

I've been through the logs for that day.

The evidence was reported missing at 14:42.

Where were you at that time?

Well, that's six years ago.

I was at home.

But you didn't sign out until 18:07.

DS Brooks, where were you that afternoon?

I've already told you, I was at my house.

This is my fault. I should never have started this.

I signed in at 9 a.m. Then I went straight back home.

I didn't do any work that day and one of my colleagues

signed me out later on, in the day.

So you were away from your place of duty without authority.

I was drinking then.

I'm a recovering alcoholic.

You were drunk on the job?

Can anyone corroborate the fact that you were at home that day?

No.

I need you in the witness box

repeating what you just said in there.

We have to discredit Valentine's story,

and convince the jury that every word

- he says is unreliable. - No way.

My statement is already on record,

and I'm not having that smart-arse barrister

nipping away at me.

But, if you don't appear, she'll use that,

to make the jury doubt your innocence.

I'm not talking under oath,

and I'm not being cross-examined, okay.

Why the hell not? What have you got to hide?

Don't push me on stuff you don't understand.

I am not on trial here.

Ronnie, if the jury believes Valentine's accusation,

he could get off. You've got a duty to

- give evidence-- - Don't!

James...

don't tell me what I have to do.

Thank you.

I can't go in that witness box.

It's complicated.

You're a copper, Ron.

You live for this job. And they could charge you

with perverting the court of justice.

Be the end of you, mate.

I've admitted I've made mistakes, okay?

And I've put 'em right.

But I'm the best I can be now, Matt.

Truly, I am.

So when do I get a break, mate?

When do I get forgiven?

I didn't take that heroin.

You believe me, don't you?

Of course.

I've tracked down all the police officers

on duty in the station when the drugs went missing.

Is this about defending Ronnie Brooks

or prosecuting Jimmy Valentine?

Well, we clear Ronnie, it helps us in court.

Now, none of the other officers can remember seeing Ronnie

that day. And then, there's Alan Spector.

Who, from the glint in your eye, must be significant.

Yes and no. He's dead.

So we're getting a psychic to take sworn evidence.

All of his colleagues say

that Spector and Valentine were close.

So were Valentine and Ronnie. Doesn't get us anywhere.

Except Spector was called to give evidence

in a court case six months later.

He was cross-examined under oath,

as to whether he's ever known police officers

to tamper with evidence. Well, he refused to answer.

The judge held him in contempt of court,

threw him in the cells overnight.

Then he resigns from the service shortly after.

Find out who his brief was, talk to him as soon as you can.

If we don't get Ronnie off the hook,

then Valentine could walk free.

The meeting with Spector's brief is already set up.

Somebody please enlighten me?

If Ronnie Brooks had nothing to do

with that heroin going missing,

why won't he give evidence in court?

- Ronnie. - Hello, Liz.

Long time.

So, Detective Inspector now, then?

Oh yes. You stayed at DS.

Well, I always like the walking.

I've been following the Jimmy Valentine case.

Years ago, I told you, "Watch your back with him."

Yeah.

Well, you told me a lot of stuff I should've listened to.

You've told them where you were that day?

I did, yeah.

You told them who you were with?

- Well, it doesn't matter now. - It does matter!

It's your reputation. You could be charged.

I want to give evidence.

Sorry, Liz. Can't let you do that.

You don't have to protect me.

Are you still with him?

Yeah.

Well, that's the end of that then.

You go in that courtroom, it all comes out.

I can't just look the other way.

Liz...

please, don't go near that witness box.

You have a lovely life. Don't put it on the line for me.

Whatever DS Alan Spector did or did not confess

while I was representing him, is privileged information.

A police officer's career is on the line.

Give me an off-the-record confirmation,

I'd owe you one.

As the most beautiful girl I've met this week,

- or as Crown Prosecutor? - Prosecutor.

The gods taunt me again.

Alright.

If aliens don't descend from the skies

within the next couple of seconds,

you can assume Alan Spector

confessed to stealing Clyde Mason's drugs

from the police evidence store.

We know Spector took the drugs, we know Ronnie is innocent,

and we know Valentine lied. But it's all inadmissible.

There must be a way to waive privilege.

Yeah, but it'd still be hearsay.

Do we know a Liz Wakeman? She wants me to call her.

She says she's got information on Ronnie.

What are you doing? This is wrong.

I'm not having this! Please, James.

Liz, you gotta go home, love. You ain't giving evidence--

You're not the boss of me, Ronnie.

You never were.

This-- this is gonna destroy your family.

Without Liz, I don't think we can convict Jimmy Valentine.

At least this way we stand a chance.

Please, Ronnie.

Detective Inspector Elizabeth Wakeman.

How long have you been a police officer?

Twenty four years.

And you worked out of the station

where Clyde Mason's heroin went missing

Yes.

I spent that day with DS Brooks at his flat.

We were together all of the day and the whole night.

When I left the next morning, he was asleep.

He couldn't have taken that evidence.

You're quite certain of the date?

Yes.

It was two days before, my tenth wedding anniversary.

Thank you. No further questions.

Where did your husband think you were,

when you were committing adultery at DS Brooks?

I told him I was working.

- So you lied. - Yes.

Have you made a habit of adultery?

- My Lady, is this relevant? - How is it not relevant?

I'll allow it.

How many other men have you cheated

on your husband with, Mrs. Wakeman?

Mrs. Wakeman?

Two.

Three adulterous affairs,

all of which involved copious amounts of lying?

My...

my husband and I went through a difficult period.

Clearly.

Could you please explain to the jury

why they should believe the word of a proven, adulterous liar?

Did you enjoy yourself?

You're not supposed to be here.

You...

- humiliated her. - No, I didn't.

She did that to herself

with a little assistance from you.

I'm so sorry, Ronnie.

Now, they've discredited Liz.

The jury will probably believe Jimmy's version of events...

and, we don't stand a chance

of getting him with what we've got.

We'll do it my way now then, shall we?

What were you telling me about

men and routine, Jimmy?

And here you are...

still coming up to the roof of your building,

because you won't have a cigarette

in your own flat.

We know each other too well.

Things we've been through, Jim, stuff we've done, mate...

We've gotta sort this out between us.

You know that, don't you?

I didn't know you cared, Jimmy.

Well, you can't blame a man for trying, can you?

Talk as much as you like.

Why did you tell the court,

I ripped off the evidence store, Jimmy?

All the times I saved you, Ron.

Wipe the puke off your shirt,

picked you up from the floor of the gents,

lent you a pair of trousers when you'd pissed your own.

And you let your boy band partner come after me.

You crossed the line, mate.

You went to work for Clyde Mason.

Didn't happen that way.

It started small, the odd favour.

Nothing big.

We were mates, Jimmy. You stitched me up.

You knew I didn't take those drugs from that store.

No! 'Course you didn't.

I told Alan Spector to do it.

Had you lot chasing your tails though, didn't I?

You know the worst thing, mate?

You was a great copper, Jim.

Really, one of the best.

Overconfident, but a great copper.

Yeah, what did I get for it?

All them villains getting rich, having a better life than me.

Villains who weren't half as clever as me.

And that made you wanna work for Clyde Mason, did it?

He looked after me. I looked after him.

Nobody got hurt.

Until Shahid Nafoor.

Mason had too much on me.

I had no choice.

- Did you get that, boys? - What?

It's a microphone, Jim.

And like I said... overconfident.

Members of the jury, have you reached a verdict

- upon which you are all agreed? - Yes.

On count one, the murder of Shahid Nafoor,

do you find the defendant guilty or not guilty?

Guilty.

Liz is trying to talk to her husband...

begging him not to leave.

I loved her once, you know?

Her and Jimmy were my life for a while.

I'm so sorry, mate.

I can't make it better, but...

Chips?

On me.