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Another funeral.

Once a fortnight now.

Coming round like
bloody Christmas.

Victor Hadley. Mean
anything to you?

Must be someone
I knew in the job.

Wasn't there a DCI at
Kilburn called Hadley?

No, that's Hedley.

Well, might as well go.

Networking for the older man.

I'm sorry to hear that, Jack.

Nobody close, was it?

- Okay.
- Morning all.

All right, we'll see you
tomorrow, then. Bye.

Jack won't be in today.
He's got to go to a funeral.

Nobody we'd know, apparently.

Oh, they can be
funny things, funerals.

Hardly.

- You got any plans, Brian?
- Oh, please.

Esther and me were walking
along the South Down Way one time.

We came across the
Natural Burial Site.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

There's no cemeteries
or headstones.

They just dig you in
by the side of the road

and you become a
mulch for the bluebells.

Sorry. Can we talk
about something else?

No, you have to be
prepared, Sandra.

Well, we do, anyway.

Have you got anything
planned, Gerry?

Yeah. A burn-up.

I've got this vision
of a crematorium

besieged by grieving women

all wearing black stockings.

What about music?

Nah, haven't thought about it.

You've got to get it sorted.

I know what I want.

Oh, yeah?

- A rave from the grave?
- Yeah.

A rocker from the locker.

Guys, we've really got to
look at these clear-up stats.

Yeah, hold on.
Listen to this first.

♪ It's all right, it's okay ♪

♪ Doesn't really matter
if you're old and gray ♪

♪ It's all right, I
say it's okay ♪

♪ Listen to what I say ♪

♪ It's all right, doing fine ♪

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

♪ It's all right, I
say it's okay ♪

♪ We're getting to
the end of the day ♪

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Sorry I'm late.

Filth.

So it was an exercise
in team building?

Mm-hmm. And bonding.

Look what karaoke's
done for the Japanese.

What?

Corporate solidarity.

It was at the heart of
their economic miracle.

It's in all the
management textbooks.

Oh.

Actually I've been thinking
about team building myself.

Time for a bit of
self-assessment

and appraisal at UCOS.

Not sure how the boys
will respond to that.

Well, we don't have to
involve them at this stage.

I mean, before we roll
the project out vertically,

we could always...

Well, we could always
pilot it ourselves.

My beloved father,
Victor Hadley,

passed away peacefully
at our family home in Spain

in his 83rd year.

He was one of a
special breed of people

known as "The Great Generation."

But in 1974, Dad was exiled
from the land of his birth

by the Inland Revenue
and the Metropolitan Police.

And now my father returns
to his native turf to be buried,

deeply mourned by
myself, my sisters,

and our stepmother, Chanterelle.

We're here today for Dad.

A jewel among men.

A diamond geezer.

May he rest in peace.

Amen.

- Amen.
- Amen.

Derek wants a word with you.

Derek Hadley?

Look, I think there's been
some sort of a mistake.

There has, and you made it.

So what do you want to do,

make a scene or
show a bit of respect?

What's your game?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

You blagged your way
into my family's day of grief.

I was invited.

Were you assholes?

Why would we want the
filth at my dad's funeral?

It's not even embossed!
What do you think we are?

It's been knocked
off on some copier.

Someone shoved it through
my letter box last night.

I didn't know it wasn't kosher.

I thought it was
from someone I knew.

Bollocks.

You came here to wind us
up. You're well out of order.

Stop the car. I've
had enough of this.

Tough titty. Alfie.

You like funerals?

You keep your
snout in my business,

you'll find yourself
at another one.

Look at him. Poor old plonker.

You should see yourself.

I'm told you're not
even the filth anymore.

You're just some sad old
bastard running errands.

Gerry, I need a bit of help.

Jesus.

Jack, you all right, mate?

Cheers, Gerry. I'm
sorry to drag you out.

Nah, that's all... Cor
blimey, you look terrible.

What happened?

Just give me a
lift home, will you?

Yeah.

I'll tell you in the car.

- Hello, Brian.
- Jack all right?

Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks
for coming 'round so late.

It's all right.

Esther said to
bring some grapes.

Oh. Very kind of her.

Yeah, well, it's the
thought that counts.

Sandra doesn't know anything
about all this, does she?

No. She'd already
left for the day.

Good. I'm not sure how
official I want to make all this.

Now, Derek Hadley...

Yep, Chopper Hadley.

As far as we can remember,

he was a big-time
drugs dealer in the '90s.

But he was never
convicted of a serious crime.

Drugs raids were
always blow-outs.

Witnesses were too
scared to come forward.

And he turned millions
in criminal earnings

into lucrative
property investments.

Left the U.K. to
live in Spain in 1997.

Reputedly carried an ax.

And used it. Frequently.

Another drink, Jack?

Oh, yeah, sure.

So, what's Hadley
actually doing here?

Well, according to
criminal intelligence,

apart from burying his father,

Hadley's here to dispose of
some of his investment properties.

Looks like he's burning
his boats in England.

He must be in a bit of a hurry

because he's booked a
return flight for next week.

- Still an active criminal?
- Definitely.

Sure account for him not
wanting me on his back.

Yeah, but not for why you
were conned into going...

No.

Well, shortly after he
went to live in Spain in '97,

he was suspected of
being involved in a murder.

Yes, I know. Micky
Springer. Small-time villain.

Never enough evidence
to prosecute Hadley,

and I was one of the last
people to see him alive.

In 1997, an informant of
mine called Micky Springer

called to see me, saying
that his life was in danger.

He owed a lot of money
to a serious villain,

and he offered to
grass up this villain

in exchange for protection.

I asked for a name, but he
wanted too many assurances

before he would give it.

I'd had a lot of bullshit
from him over the years,

so this time I just
told him to get lost.

It was just after
Mary's accident,

so I suppose my mind
wasn't fully on the job.

Sandra, about our,
uh, one-to-one later.

Right, yeah.

- You still on for half 12:00?
- Yes, sir.

Right. I'll see you then.

Oooh. One-to-one, is it?

Jack?

Well, Micky
Springer disappeared.

And about a week later, a man's
body in black plastic bin liners

was found in the River Lea.

The head and hands
had been removed,

presumably to
delay identification,

but it was eventually identified
as that of Micky Springer.

Were you involved in
the murder investigation?

No.

By this time, I'd retired from
the job to look after Mary.

So, what conclusion was reached?

None, really.

Except that Springer
was a known associate

of one Derek Hadley.

- Chopper Hadley.
- The same.

Now, Hadley had left the
U.K. to join his father in Spain

about the same time
that Springer disappeared.

He was very much in
the frame for the killing,

but there was never
enough evidence

to warrant his extradition.

The removal of Springer's
head and hands...

Was that done with
an ax, by any chance?

No. No, it was a chain-saw job.

It was done after
Springer was dead.

And the pathologist was unable
to determine the cause of death.

Did Springer have any family?

Not as far as we know, no.

Wife? Girlfriends?

Nobody came forward.

Why do you want to bring
this to the top of the pile, Jack?

Because Hadley's back
in the U.K. for a brief period

to settle some family
and business affairs.

There'll never be a
better chance to nail him.

Okay, I'll square
it with Strickland.

Thank you.

There's some background
material on him.

Thank you.

So, the case files
need reviewing

and we need to track down

what Hadley's doing
in the U.K. right now,

who his current associates
are, where he's staying.

Surveillance. I'll
have some of that.

Well, you know me.

I'm always up for
a bit of leg work.

This has been a really
useful exercise, Sandra.

I mean, each of us
now has a handle

on where the
other's coming from.

- Absolutely.
- I meant what I said.

What was that?

Well, I think your
handling of the UCOS team

has been quite outstanding.

Thanks.

So, what do you think
about running a series

of seminars and workshops
on crime management?

I don't think that's
really me, sir.

You're much
admired in the service.

You mustn't hide your
light under a bushel.

Well, there's no particular
mystery about my approach.

Straight from the
shoulder, cut the crap,

and take the responsibility.

Yeah, well, we can
all learn from that.

God, I only wish I
could be as hands-off

with the other units
under my command.

I mean, all too often
I have to intervene.

- I appreciate your confidence.
- Good.

Now, I know you spend
most of your lunch hours

hunched over a computer
with a sandwich and an apple,

so I thought I'd treat
you to a decent meal.

Now, that's the kind of gesture

that makes you a complete
pleasure to work for.

Cheers.

Of course, a lot of this
surveillance material

was taken under
very difficult conditions

and, you know, just
using available light.

But with digital images
and a sophisticated software,

you'll be amazed at the
quality that can be recovered.

What's your white-spot
setting and your RGB balance?

Default, right?

He's getting there.
Give him a chance.

I didn't know you were
such a digital whiz, Gerry.

Ah, well, it's just...

And this person is a suspect?

No, that was a blonde who
just happened to be riding by.

I got the... I got the framing
slightly out on that one.

Thomas Gerrard.

Yeah. Recently released
after a long stretch

for dealing in
controlled substances.

Plenty of previous,

including a GBH charge dropped
when the witness disappeared.

Known associate of
Chopper Hadley in the '90s.

How did he lose his fingers?

According to him, nail biting.

Funny Gerrard didn't
figure in the Springer inquiry.

Who was the
investigating officer?

Andy Cutler.

Is he still in the job?

No. Retired, 1999.

30 years in?

- No, he went early.
- Medical grounds.

He was working in
vice when he resigned.

Moved over from murder.

Then you must know him, Gerry.

Our paths crossed, yeah.

Ooh! A one-to-one
with the governor, eh?

Knock it off, Gerry. We
were doing management.

I've heard it
called a few things.

Oh, shut up.

So do you want me to
stick with Hadley, then?

Yeah, this'll be the first
time that he and Gerrard

have got back together
since Hadley went to Spain.

Be good to know
what they're up to now.

Can we show that Gerrard
and Hadley were doing business

at the time that Springer died?

Yeah that's why Jack and Brian
are trawling through records.

Right. So where you going, then?

Talk to Andy Cutler.

Oh, right, right.

Do you want to be in on
that? I mean, you knew him.

Nah, wouldn't work.
No, personal chemistry.

What, in the vice squad?

Our operational
philosophies diverged.

I'll see you later.

Right.

I see you're keeping busy
during your retirement, Mr. Cutler.

How about if I'm Andy
and you're Sandra?

I mean, we're all
on the same side.

I hope so.

Keep your guard up, Marvin!

We're looking at the
Micky Springer case again.

Well, I hope you have
more luck than I did.

Luck?

I'll have to watch my
words with you, Sandra.

I can see that.

No, it's not just luck. It's
resources and priorities.

So you're saying that you
didn't prioritize the Springer case?

We had a serial sex killer

trying for the Guinness
Book of Records at the time.

Springer was a
dead minor criminal.

Be honest, where would
you have spent your budget?

Fair point.

Keep moving, Dino!

But let's see if we can
make a better job of it now.

Do you recognize
either of these?

Well, Derek Hadley
featured in the investigation,

as the records show.

But we had no
forensics or weapon

or even cause of death
to tie him to Springer.

The other one, Gerrard,

I don't recall his
name coming up at all.

Would you have done anything
differently with hindsight?

A situation like that,

where you've got one
slag knocking off another,

they're not gonna leave
evidence lying around.

They know the score.

So it's down to information,
and nobody was talking.

I couldn't see a
way 'round that.

It may look like a crap
result to you, Sandra,

but it was the best
we could manage.

Thanks for being
straight with me, Andy.

I may want to get back to
you as the work progresses.

Of course. My pleasure.

I hear you're working
with Gerry Standing.

Yeah.

Give him my regards.
Tell him it's been too long.

Okay, I will.

Bye.

That's it, Dino.
Yeah, keep moving.

This the place?

Yeah, this is it.

So, 2:35 a.m. on the
10th of November, 1997,

police area car observes
a vehicle emerge

from this cul-de-sac

without its lights on.

And Micky Springer was last
seen alive on November the 9th.

So the area car
pulls the vehicle over.

It's registered to Derek Hadley.

But the driver identifies
himself as Thomas Gerrard.

They searched the car, I hope.

Yeah. Routine search
reveals nothing suspicious.

Gerrard tests
negative for alcohol.

He's cautioned and
proceeds on his way.

2:30 in the morning. He
must've been up to something.

I'd say.

This is a cul-de-sac, so
he wasn't passing through.

Unless he was visiting
somebody who lived here.

Wonder who.

Who's doing this, Mary?
What do they want?

"Remember Micky Springer." Why?

It can't be Hadley,
because if he did kill Micky,

he wouldn't want to
draw attention to himself.

Yes, I know if I'd listened
to Springer years ago

he might still be alive today.

But I didn't and he's not.

Oh, I'm sorry, love.

It's just that I'm kind of
on my own with this one.

This is one of
Hadley's properties.

A gorgeous gaff in Wimbledon.

Was this traffic stop
in the original files?

No. It was in a
dossier on Gerrard.

There's a copy in
the traffic report.

As you can see, he's
had a bit of a falling out

with his estate agent.

We're working
through land registry

and local authority records

of the properties
in the cul-de-sac.

Trying to find out what Gerrard
was doing there that night.

So Cutler must have known

that Hadley's car was
pulled over in the early hours

round the time of the murder?

Excuse me, I thought
you might be interested.

So, why didn't he
follow it through?

I think your mate Andy
dropped a bollock there.

Yeah, well, you give him grief.

I wasn't involved. I'm
going out for a cigarette.

I checked through
Andy Cutler's resignation.

Now, he did retire
on medical grounds,

but he was also the subject
of a CIB investigation.

- What for?
- Corruption.

So, presumably, that
was after he left murder?

Yeah. Yeah, it was two
years after the Springer inquiry.

I think I want to
talk to him again.

I don't remember
anything about this.

It's in the traffic reports.

If you'd followed this up,

you could have had a forensic
team crawling all over Hadley,

his cars, his properties.

And if you'd been responsible,
you could have nailed him.

It should have been followed up.

I was in charge. I
take the responsibility.

That's very good, Andy.

Now, is there anything
else I ought to know

about the handling
of this inquiry?

Like I said, it
wasn't top priority.

There were some mistakes.

I don't think we're
talking about mistakes.

Laziness and
incompetence are bad.

- Hang about.
- But they're not criminal.

Whereas deliberate
sabotage is something else.

You see, you were
on the take in vice.

Nobody ever proved that.

So maybe you were up for
a bung in the murder squad.

I want everything you
know about Springer,

and if I think
you're holding back,

I'll have your conduct
on this case investigated

with a view to bringing
criminal proceedings.

Get out of my face, sweetheart.

I've got nothing more to
tell you 'cause I'm clean.

As clean as Gerry
Standing, anyway.

There's nothing you
can tell me about Gerry

I don't already know.

He could always wind
tarts 'round his little finger.

Believe me, if I go down,
I can take Gerry with me.

How's your Unsolved Crimes
Unit gonna look then, eh?

Gerry, me old China.

See you landed on your
feet, then. Nice soft job.

Andy.

Perhaps you can escort
your friend off the premises.

Thinking man's crumpet.

- Ah, Sandra, the very man.
- Eh?

We need a pukka police officer.

We want a search warrant.

What for?

- We'll show you.
- Come on.

All for one and
one for all, Gerry.

That's the way to look at it.

You trying to drop me in it?

Andy?

So, what's happening, chaps?

Off on a recce.

Oh, yeah?

Doesn't need all of us. You
keep up the surveillance.

Yeah, all right.

In 1996, Derek Hadley acquired

two adjoining properties in
this mews for development.

In the summer of '97, Hadley
got planning permission

to knock both of them into one.

Work was in progress
during November of that year.

And this is the result?

Which he sold on for
a very handsome profit

in the spring of '98.

He's done a nice job.

Yeah, beware of hidden defects.

In the kitchen, the old
wooden floor was ripped out

and replaced with concrete.

And that work was
going on in November '97.

On November the 10th,

Tommy Gerrard's
discovered lurking around here

in the early hours
of the morning.

A good opportunity to
hide a bit of evidence.

What if that evidence was an ax?

With Micky Springer's
blood on the sharp end?

With Hadley's
dabs on the handle?

Sounds like a good
piece of evidence to me.

Worth a try.

Let's get a warrant.

What's that?

Pipework. Central heating.

This ain't half making
a hole in my budget.

It is interesting,
though, isn't it?

This is anomalous.

What is it?

Can't tell.

But it shouldn't be
under a solid kitchen floor.

Here we go.

You'd better break the good
news to the householders.

Yeah.

Stop the drill!

I don't think we're
looking at weapons here.

Oh, dear.

Brian.

Oh, I got some really
interesting stuff here.

Our two targets spend a
lot of time in the boneyard.

You'll never guess
what we've turned up.

Forensic dentistry tells us
this is Micky Springer's skull,

and pathology says that
the head and the hands

were severed from
the body postmortem.

And the plant material?

Stem and fragments of a
red-rose petal in the lab.

Somebody cared for him.

Somebody butchered
him and hid the bits.

What did he die of?

A deep linear incised
wound in the cranium,

causing massive brain damage.

Caused by?

Well, a heavy thwack to the
head with a cleaver or an ax.

So, what's our next move?

10 years on, we can't
expect any forensics

from Hadley or Gerrard.

And if we pull them
in for questioning,

we'll just alert
them to the inquiry.

Is there any way we
can get close to Hadley?

- We've done surveillance.
- Closer.

Undercover?

Yeah. Get his
confidence, get him talking.

If anyone at all is
interested in my opinion...

Oh, Gerry, please.

Well, like I was
trying to tell you,

Hadley's fallen out
with his estate agent

over the sale of the house.

Now, there's five
million riding on this deal.

And we know that Hadley
urgently needs to wrap up

all his U.K. businesses

'cause he's on a plane at
the end of the week, right?

So a "buyer" comes along.

A buyer with loads of
flash cash to unload.

And he works out a deal

how they can get
'round capital gains,

a sort of a kindred spirit.

Someone a mile wide.

Now, I wonder who
could play that role, Gerry?

Yeah, and anyone
with that sort of money

would have a drop-dead
gorgeous trophy wife.

Covered from
head to foot in bling,

Versace threads, and
Jimmy Choo ones and twos.

Come on, Sandra.
You were born for it.

I'll go and talk to Strickland
before he knocks off.

If you've made
any crumbs in there,

you can clear them up yourself.

I don't make crumbs.

Did you buy me a whole
duck or half a duck?

- Bastards!
- No, hang on Jack!

Take it easy.

This isn't opportunist vandals.
You've been targeted, Jack.

I know that.

Why, has anything like
this happened before?

No, nothing like this.
A couple of incidents.

Slashed tires, wreath delivered.

Micky Springer.

This is all tied up
with Hadley, isn't it?

Yeah.

Why didn't you tell us?

You'd have taken
me off the case.

Investigating officer
emotionally involved?

You're not a copper, Jack.

I don't think I have to
apply the same rules to you.

I appreciate that.

I'll try and keep an open mind.

Thank you.

Morning, sir.

Sandra, can I have a
word in my office, please?

About this undercover idea.

I managed to get
clearance for it late last night.

That's fantastic.

We really appreciate
your backing.

But you can forget
about swanning off

and doing it yourselves.

Sir?

Derek Hadley is a
major criminal target.

A lot of other units
want a piece of him.

But we've done
the investigation.

I argued the UCOS
case very strongly.

And I've achieved a
compromise we can live with.

Oh, really?

The undercover aspect
of the investigation

will be handled by a trained
and qualified undercover officer.

You want to bring
someone in over my head?

Oh, don't be negative.

This is inter-agency
multitasking, Sandra.

It's the way forward,

and that comes from
the highest levels.

You do realize this will
undermine my authority

and disrupt my team.

This is not a
consultation exercise.

I've already organized
the secondment

of a suitable officer.

So, what keeps me on the rails

is a cocktail of
psychotropic substances.

I see.

So, what would you be
like if you didn't take these?

Ah, good morning.

Oh, this is Tina.

Hello, Tina.

Detective Inspector Tina Murray.

- Gerry Standing.
- Jack Halford.

- How do you do?
- Good to meet you.

Good. Glad to see
you're getting acquainted.

Good morning, sir.

Detective Inspector Tina Murray,

this is Detective
Superintendent Sandra Pullman.

Good to be working
with you, ma'am.

Well, would someone like
to bring us up to speed?

Tina's undercover.

Oh, yeah. So who are you really?

No, she's not undercover
now... It's what she does.

D.I. Murray's here on a
strictly limited attachment.

I've been having a very
interesting talk with Brian.

Listen, I wouldn't want
you to get the impression...

I think you'll find

that we bring a variety
of skills to the table.

I know. We've done a
thorough review of your records

to find out which of you I'll
be going into the field with.

You're going in?

It's not negotiable, Gerry.
It's a command decision.

Well, what you're
gonna need, Tina my girl,

is a partner who's
well on top of the case,

can make consistent and
creative use of his cover story,

and can front it up
with a top-ten villain.

Absolutely correct.

Well, you can count me out.

I have an aversion
to amateur theatricals.

No, we've made our choice.

I'll go in with Brian.

Right.

Well, I'll leave you to sort out

the operational
details yourselves.

Thank you, sir.

How did you work that one out?

Well, when you're undercover,

you need to be able
to recall instantly

every detail of your legend.

Please.

We've been doing this
since before you were born.

And he's just given
me a potted history

of the British
pharmaceutical industry,

plus illustrations.

Memory Lane, Gerry.

I don't believe this.

So, the order of battle is
me and Brian in the field.

I see you've given
a lot of thought

to the deployment of my team.

Well, given your
expertise and authority,

we'll be depending hugely on
you and Mr. Halford as backup.

I'll be monitoring
your every move.

And what about me?

Well, I'm sure Detective
Superintendent Pullman

will keep you occupied.

Right, let's get cracking.

Dry white wine?

No, thanks. I'm on duty.

Huh, apparently, I'm not.

Yeah.

That could have
been handled better.

When I joined CID,

that little girl would have
been making the tea.

Mm. So would I.

Oh, please, Sandra, this
isn't about feminist solidarity.

It's about me being sidelined.

And why do you think
that might be, Gerry?

Andy Cutler's marked
my cards, hasn't he?

How would he have done that?

If there's something
I should know,

I'd like to hear it from
you, not Andy Cutler.

Let's sit down.

When Cutler and I were in vice,

we went to all
the best places...

Knocking shops, massage
parlors, illegal gambling joints.

I can just imagine.

Yeah, well, we had
this really useful contact,

nice lady, ran a clean house,

and all the girls
were well looked after.

Well, we heard
she was due a raid,

so we thought, "Well,
what good's that gonna do?"

I mean, because of her,

we had control of the
whole area more or less.

So Andy tipped her the wink.

Did you know about this?

Of course I knew.
He was my partner.

But she slipped him two grand.

And what about you?

Well, I had me usual problems,

too many wives, too many kids,

and he passed the monkey
onto me just to see me over.

Oh, Gerry.

Yeah, but he gave
it to me. She didn't.

Nobody was harmed, nobody
knew, and nobody complained.

I could nick you right now.

Yeah? Are you going to?

You should have told me as
soon as his name came up.

- You should have told me, Gerry.
- I'm telling you now.

Is there anything
else I should know?

No.

No, no, Scout's honor. Nothing.

Thank God for that.

So, where do I stand?

Well, given your
involvement with Cutler,

I don't think you should be
in the front line of this inquiry.

Uh-huh.

Well, you'll be getting
my resignation in writing

in the morning.

I won't accept it.

Oh, dear.

Good night, Brian.

- Ooh-ooh.
- Mm?

Sorry. Instinctive reaction.

This is highly
sensitive material.

Not for civilian eyes.

You're a civilian.

Well, yes, I know,

but I'm in a privileged
and responsible position

vis-à-vis the criminal
justice system,

so I must maintain
strict security.

Yes, of course, dear.

- Esther.
- Mm?

I shall be going
operational very shortly.

While I'm in the field, I will
be totally incommunicado.

I'm afraid I can't
reveal any details

as to my circumstances
or whereabouts.

Well, never mind.

I suppose there's always a
chance that I won't come back.

Well, I'll make you
some sandwiches.

There's something I
want you to know, Esther.

Mm?

I shall be operating in a
covert, clandestine manner,

away from home,
possibly for days at a time.

I will be partnered
by a young female.

That's nice.

I want to reassure you, Esther,

that you need have no
worries about my fidelity.

Oh, Brian, you are priceless.

Derek Hadley.

Hi, I'm Brian,

and this is Tina, my
personal assistant.

Right, Tina.

Derek.

Come in, come in.

We spoke to the agents,

but they said you were
handling the sale yourself.

Bunch of wankers.
Oh, pardon me, miss.

They weren't doing the
business, know what I mean?

So, you don't
live here yourself?

No, no, no. The
house has been let.

At the top end of
the market, of course.

Executives, diplomats.

I'm based abroad,

so it's time for me to
wrap up my U.K. interests.

So you're looking
for a quick sale?

Well, at the right price, Brian.

Of course, the domestic
property market's not what it was.

Yeah, but in the long run,

you can always rely
on bricks and mortar.

We'd need to do a lot of
work. Change all the décor.

Those light fittings.

Install a pool and a home gym.

And we'd need to see what
you've got by way of guarantees

as to dry rot, wet rot,
subsidence, damp, rising damp,

wood worm, bark-boring
beetles, thermal insulation...

He's going over the top.

What's she doing? I'd
have pulled him up by now.

Energy efficiency.

Yeah, if we do follow
up on this property,

we'll be getting a surveyor
to look at all of that.

Yes, of course, darling.

So, you'll be living
here yourselves?

It would be our London base.

We're abroad a lot.

Oh, right. Business?

Yeah, Eastern Europe,
Russia, former Soviet Republics.

Bit lively out there, innit?

Well, you know how it
is in business, Derek.

If you take large risks,
you expect large returns.

Same the whole
world over, Brian.

He's biting.

- Come on, reel him in.
- Give them a chance.

Can I get you a drink?

Sadly, no, Derek. I'm
under a medical regime.

- Tina?
- Oh, not this time.

But you can owe me one.

So, Derek, your
asking price for this is...

Five.

Can I see the rest of it?

You can see whatever
you like, my darling.

I don't want to rush you,

but I am leaving the
country very shortly

and I really would
like to get this sorted.

Naturally, but I have
to tell you, Derek,

price is an obstacle.

- Five.
- It's a prime location.

Money needs spending on it.

Well, I need a fair
return on my investment.

Yes, of course you do.
I mean, you're entitled.

But it's not gonna
happen, is it?

You'll be whacked
for capital gains.

Tell me about it.

And I'll be stuck with
a load of stamp duty

on top of the asking price.

In other parts of the world,
we'd find a way around it.

Oh, yeah?

Well, take this
deal for example.

We might agree on a
price of, say, 3.25 million.

You're taking the piss.

No. That's what goes
down in the books.

Plus, you'd get a million
in your hand... cash money.

You got that kind
of cash, Brian?

It's not a problem for me.

In fact...

- Brian!
- Tina!

I think Derek's a man
of the world, don't you?

The fact is, Derek,
it would quite suit me

to turn cash into an asset
at this moment in time.

Enough said?

I think we're being
a bit previous.

No, they're pushing
him too hard.

They could lose him.

I'm gonna need to check you out.

Well, why don't we
both take some time out

to think this over?

Reconvene here, tomorrow?

I'm sure we can
find a way forward.

Huh!

You've got a nerve.

What a nice way to
greet an old mate, Gerry.

Aren't you gonna ask me in?

We're being followed.
Don't look 'round!

Are you sure?

Yeah. Don't worry.

I was trained in
defensive driving.

I can lose him.

No, don't let's lose him.

- Eh?
- Let's catch him.

That girl is not
experienced enough.

I think we should
pull her off the case.

Her phone's switched off.

So, what do you want, Andy?

I want to do you a favor.

You've done me enough
favors, thanks very much.

Oh, have I got you into
trouble with the boss?

Your days with UCOS
must be numbered.

Take advantage
while you can, mate.

What?

Your lot are going after Hadley.

You tell me what
they've got on him

and how they're playing it.

I'll tell Hadley, and
we'll both come away

with a serious amount of wedge.

For your retirement.

Be just like old times, Gerry.

Yeah! Oh, all right,
yeah! Come on, come on!

I'm at the address
they gave you.

They're here now.

No, everything
looks kosher so far.

Right.

Hands on the wheel.

Shit.

Don't look at me!

Who sent you?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Don't give me that crap.

You're watching us. Who for?

You're insane.

Yeah, you better believe it.

Who for?

I'm gonna count to three,

and then your head'll go
the same way as your fingers.

1... 2...

What the hell is he playing at?

I knew this was a mistake.

3...

Derek Hadley sent me.

He wants to know if
you're the full shilling.

What else would we be?

He thinks you're villains.

Of course we're bloody villains.

Who else would have a million
in cash for a property scam?

He thinks you're
trying to rip him off.

You tell Hadley
we're on his side.

Otherwise, you wouldn't be here.

Got the message?

Sure, sure.

Pass it on.

I thought they made
those things illegal.

Yeah, confiscated, May 1993,

from a teenage arsonist.

I never throw anything away.

You're out of condition, Gerry!

Get off me! I can't breathe!

Now you talk.

I want to know everything that
you know about Chopper Hadley.

Gerry!

He gave you a
bung, didn't he? Eh?

So you'd soft-pedal on the
murder investigation, didn't he?

Well?!

Yes, all right, he did.

So? Keep talking!

- I don't know any more.
- No?

Yeah, all right, all right.
Talk to Tommy Gerrard.

Well, what's he gonna
say? He was an accomplice.

Hadley told me that he
cut Gerrard's fingers off

'cause he nearly
dropped him in it

and he cost him so much money.

Gerrard's shit scared of
Hadley, but he hates his guts.

Ah, you're breaking
my arm, Gerry!

All right.

You...

Just get out of here!

You used to be all right,
Gerry, but you've changed.

You know, for once in
your life, Andy, you're right.

Now push off!

Get out of here!

I've been trying to get through
to you for the past 12 hours.

What the hell was Brian
playing at last night?

Look, Tina, you're supposed
to be the undercover expert.

You should be
keeping him in line.

Sandra?

- Just put him on, will you?
- We've got a breakthrough.

Gerry, I'm in the middle
of something here.

Well, get him out of the shower.

No, okay. Fair point.
There are limits.

Get him to phone me
back urgently. Thank you.

Tommy Gerrard is
the key to this case.

How do you make that out?

Well, I reckon he's
playing his own game.

He's setting Jack and
Hadley up against each other.

Why would he be doing that?

He nearly dropped
Hadley right in it

when he was dumping the evidence

and he nearly got
nicked, remember?

When he was pulled over in
Hadley's car outside the mews.

So Hadley took his fingers off.

He hates Hadley's guts.

Hang on, Brian.

Where did you get this from?

Oh, information received.

Oh, you mean bullshit from
one of your dodgy snouts.

- No, it's not, actually.
- Well, who's it from, then?

I'd rather not
reveal the source.

Okay, let me deal with Brian.

Brian, could you explain to me
what you were up to last night?

Look, is it okay if I
stick with Gerrard?

See what he's
actually playing at.

- Yeah, yeah, whatever.
- Right.

I'm sorry about last night,
but you know how it is.

You have to take precautions.

Perfectly understandable.

The important thing is we
all play for the same team.

I'll drink to that.

Now, I really need
to get this sorted

because my plane is
booked for tomorrow.

We're your kind
of people, Derek.

We're ready to commit.

Magic.

Brian.

Tina.

Of course, the lawyers will
have to sort out all the paperwork,

but...

By way of a deposit.

I think this could be the start

of a beautiful friendship.

Now, come on, this is
your moment. Go for it.

One thing I have
to ask you, Derek...

I mean, we did a bit
of research on you,

like you did on us.

And, apparently,

on the street, you're
always known as "Chopper."

That brought a
blush to her cheeks.

Bollocks! I knew what it meant.

But it's just
reputation, isn't it?

I mean, we've dealt
with some hard cases.

Oh, I'd say. Russians, Chechens.

They take no prisoners.

I can imagine.

But you, Derek, I mean,
you're just a pussycat, really.

Did you ever actually
use an ax on somebody?

Go on, Derek, indulge her.

I've done it all, darling.

Enough said.

Hey, come on, what
are you actually saying?

What, threats? Wounding?

You don't mean...

You'll find out what I can
do if we're ever up against it.

Now leave it, Tina.

She's lost it.
Pushed him too hard.

She's useless! I should
have been doing this.

Which brings me
to another matter

I wanted to put to you two.

You two have got
venture capital.

You're up for taking chances.

I can put you in the way
of something massive.

What are we saying here, Derek?

Schtum. You want to shift
some more of that, straightaway?

Sky's the limit.

I'm talking millions.

You could be in for a piece.
You could be in for the lot.

This illegal?

Does the pope shit in the
woods? Of course it's illegal.

I'll just make a phone call.

No, mate.

The thing is, you're
either in or you're out.

And if you're in, you and I
don't lose sight of each other

until I show you the goods.

This is interesting.

Yeah, but we
haven't scripted for it.

They'll have to busk it.

All right, Derek.
We're sporting people.

You're in.

Your car or mine?

Pick the bones
out of this, Halford.

Who the hell are you?

Gerry Standing. I
work for the police.

And now they've
got your picture.

Now, be sensible, Tommy.

My governor will deal
with you. Let's move!

No, no, you don't want
me talking to your governor.

Why not?

You've been working
on your own, haven't you?

You've been winding
Hadley and Jack Halford

up against each
other, haven't you?

I bet you invited
him to the funeral.

Oh, very clever. And do
you know why, smart ass?

I've got you sussed.

You want to pay him back
for chopping your fingers off.

It's got nothing to do
with me bleeding fingers!

What, then?

Hadley and Halford... They
killed the love of my life.

We talking another
murder here? Who was she?

We're talking about
Micky Springer.

What, you and him?

Yeah, me and him!
A couple of poofs.

Makes you bleeding
laugh, dunnit, eh?

I helped Hadley cut him
up, and then I hid the bits.

How do you think
that made me feel, eh?

- Did Hadley know?
- Of course he didn't know!

If he knew, I'd be dead as well.

Halford dumped on Micky,
and Hadley killed him.

And now it's payback time.

Get up!

All right. Take it easy.

Listen, we both
want Hadley, right?

We're on the same side.

No, mate.

Hadley got away with killing
Micky 'cause nobody cared.

But they'll care about you.

- Now, move.
- All right.

- Just take it easy.
- Go on!

All right. I'm...

So where exactly
are we going, Derek?

Come on, it can't do
any harm to tell us now.

I want to surprise you, Brian.

And young Tina here,
she thinks I'm a pussycat.

Prepare to be amazed.

What's he playing at?

I know where they're going.

It's not far.

I buried my old man
here a few days ago.

You have my sympathy,
Derek, but I don't quite see...

We're gonna dig him up.

Oh, my God!

I'm not with you, mate.

Diamonds.

20 million quid's worth.

Nicked in Sierra Leone
during the civil war,

smuggled up to Morocco,
across the straits into Spain,

into the U.K. in
my dad's coffin.

Nothing like keeping
it in the family.

My old man knew his time was up.

He wasn't scared. He was ready.

He looked me straight in the
eye and made his last request.

He said, "Son, I want to
go out the way I've lived,

pulling a diabolical stroke."

It was the least I
could do for him.

Well, we're deeply moved, Derek,

but exhuming a body
is a long, hard job

and I'm not in the
first flush of youth.

Oh, leave it out, Brian.
What do you take me for?

I've got a JCB to
do the heavy digging.

The only manual work
will be the delicate stuff,

right at the end,
when we pull Dad out.

Oh, my God. That's it.

I'm out of here. I'm
totally out of here.

Jack, Gerry just sent me this.

I think you'd better
take a look at it.

Tommy Gerrard.

Hadley must be
thick as pig shit.

All this stuff is bound to
wind you up, not scare you off.

I thought that would
have been obvious.

So Tommy Gerrard's
pulling a stroke of his own.

But why?

Bloody hell, Tommy, who's this?

He was following me.
Says he works for the police.

His name's Standing.

All yours, gov.

He's not standing now, is he?

We'd better get in there.

Jack, you can't go
steaming in without backup.

There's no time.

You've got my phone.

Use mine.

Yeah, D.S. Pullman.
What's your ETA?

Is the filth never gonna
leave my family alone?!

I mean, what is it
with you people?

Derek, Derek, Derek,
listen. I know the bastard.

I've had dealings with him.

He's a nasty piece of work.
Let me have a go at him.

I owe him a bloody
good clogging.

It's the last resting place
of my beloved father.

Sodding bollocks, is there
no respect in the world?

I know, Derek. Let
me have a go at him.

You want to know how I
got my name, sweetheart?

Just watch this.

No, Derek, Derek, let's
talk about this for a minute.

I'm not putting
up with this crap.

I split a shirt lifter's head in
half just for crossing me up.

You've been crossed
up again, Chopper.

What are you doing here?

Ask your man Tommy.

He's been winding
me up all week,

putting the frighteners on me,
hoping I'd believe it was you.

No. That's crap, gov.

Vandalizing my
property, making threats.

It's crap, gov!

Take a look.

Earlier tonight. My back garden.

And who do you think
invited me to your dad's funeral

in the first place?

Gerrard's your enemy.

I had your fingers, you toe rag.
Now I'm gonna have your head.

No, gov

- Armed police!
- Armed police!

Put your weapons down

and raise your hands
above your heads!

Bollocks!

- Put your weapon on the floor!
- Drop it!

Aah!

Well, that was a
splendid result, Sandra.

Case solved,
villains in the bin.

- It was a balls-up.
- What do you mean?

It's a bloody miracle one
of my team didn't get killed!

Yeah, well, those boys
will stick their necks out.

No, no. Oh, no, you
stuck their necks out.

I should have been in there.

No, we've talked
about this before.

The case needed
an undercover officer.

She fell apart.

That was role play, Sandra.
You don't understand.

Role play, my
ass! She bottled it.

Yes, well, thank
you for your input.

This conversation is now closed.

- Not quite.
- D.S. Pullman.

Don't dump on
my team again. Sir.

Brian?

It's all over, Esther.

The good guys won.

Are you wearing aftershave?

It's called "Lethal for Men."

Well, don't get
it on the sheets.

Oh, what have you been
doing, or is it still top secret?

No, I can speak now.

Well, I've solved a
10-year-old murder,

recovered 20 million pounds
worth of smuggled diamonds

from the grave of
a notorious killer.

All this came through
a gay gangster,

who was forced to
dismember his dead lover.

Brian, if you can't
say anything sensible,

just let me go back to sleep.

Oh!

♪ It's all right, it's okay ♪

♪ Doesn't really matter
if you're old and gray ♪

♪ It's all right, I
say it's okay ♪

♪ Listen to what I say ♪

♪ It's all right, doing fine ♪

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

♪ It's all right, I
say it's okay ♪

♪ We're getting to
the end of the day ♪

♪ High tech, low
tech, take your pick ♪

♪ 'Cause you can't teach
an old dog a brand-new trick ♪

♪ I don't care what
anybody says ♪

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