Original subtitles

[Upbeat music]

[Jack] Talk about soho prices, £4.50 for a cheese toastie!

- It's a panini. - It's a rip off.

Oh hey, did I tell you?

- Mark's got engaged. - Congratulations.

He's bringing Theresa, that's his fiancee,

round for Sunday lunch next week.

[Chuckling] You'll be a nervous wreck then.

Why, he's not the one marrying her, is he?

And this cheese smells.

It's supposed to, it's gorgonzola.

No, but he's welcoming her to the family,

it's a very delicate thing.

Actually, I've thought of a really nice way to do it.

Good for you.

This is the scene of the crime.

[Jack] Look at the state of this place!

[Gerry] Yeah, but it's not finished yet.

Now, in 1987, Stuart sharpe was killed whilst working late

at his brother's photographic studio here.

That's what I'm making for her,

a photo montage for her computer.

What?

With pictures of Mark when he was a little lad.

He sustained head injuries whilst tackling an assailant

who was thought to be robbing the premises.

Yeah Brian, that's a really nice idea.

Yeah?

Several items went missing, including an expensive camera

and some rolls of film.

York road regeneration project,

a fully pedestrianised retail area.

More shops, that's all we need.

Well it's better than what was here before.

I think most people would prefer to see a delicatessen

or a boutique than a peep show or a sex shop.

Depends what you're shopping for.

Anyway, last week,

contractors were stripping out this place,

when they made a discovery.

Hidden in the vents in the toilets were the stolen items.

The serial number on the camera

confirm where they came from, the photographer's studio.

Now this really pisses me off.

The old trout used to be a proper good old fashioned boozer,

full of charm and character.

Full of prostitutes and pimps, as I remember.

Yeah, that's what I mean by character.

It's still better than cheap lager and wide screen tvs.

Oi, oi, what are doing?

Oi!

Listen, that's a bit of London's heritage

you've just thrown away there.

Gerry!

♪ It's all right it's okay ♪

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

♪ 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 ♪

[Upbeat music]

[Gerry] No, I'm taking it home with me tonight.

- Hi, dad. - Hello, Emily.

- Can I have a word? - Yeah.

- 'Scuse me, ma'am. - Yeah, you can have several.

Oh wait, take that in for us.

- She called him dad. - I noticed.

He's not told her then.

So my inspector called me in for a chat today

and he's offered to fast track my promotion.

- Oh wow, that's terrific. - I thought so.

If I carry on at this speed,

I could make detective superintendent before I'm 40.

Well, if that's what you want.

Anyway, he suggested

I get a more experienced copper onside,

like a mentor, so obviously I thought of you.

Do you reckon you could put a good word in for me

with detective superintendent Pullman?

- Oh. - 29th of September, 1987,

Stuart was working through the night here,

at sharpe's images, which is something he often did

because during the day, he was at art college.

Oh, they'd been robbed on four previous occasions,

but then open late, one person on the premises,

must have been an easy target for any passing smack head.

Yeah, but this was the first time there was any violence.

What we now know is that after the attack,

the assailant ran 50 yards to the old trout pub here

and stashed the stuff.

Hang on, 29th of September,

that was the soho vice raids, wasn't it?

The killer would've been right in the middle of it,

there must have been police everywhere.

That's right, they were turning over

- all the knocking shops. - Yep, Stuart was killed

while soho was virtually locked down,

so no wonder the killer didn't wanna be found

with a bag full of stolen goods.

Yeah, but why didn't he come back for it later?

I mean, he could've sold it on

when everything had calmed down.

Yeah, the camera,

but they also found an empty 35 millimetre film canister

and 11 rolls of used film, including the one in the camera,

which is odd, because only nine were reported missing.

No resalable value on those.

Forensics are analysing the DNA and fingerprints

as we speak, however, they have given us something

- in the interim. - So how's you and Emily then?

Oh, terrific, yeah.

She just wanted a bit of fatherly advice, you know?

Forensics have developed these for us, there we go.

[Brian] Bloody hell, there's hundreds of 'em.

264 to be precise.

That's 11 rolls of film times 24 exposures.

The murderer swiped everything that was due to be processed

that night, so maybe he wasn't interested in cash.

Well, he couldn't have been interested in these,

it's only weddings and christenings as far as I can see.

Yeah, a report of what was due to be processed

that night show the usual family staff,

couple of commercial jobs, that kind of thing,

but then the original investigating team

traced and questioned all those clients

and came up with nothing,

but when forensic developed the film in the camera,

this is what they found.

Fashion shoot.

[Tense music]

[Gerry] Cor blimey,

you wouldn't want that on your mantle piece, would you?

Especially this one.

And what's on the other roll?

- Ah. - Hello, caught in the act.

So who took these, a private detective?

Yeah, that's I'm thinking,

so it could be that the killer stole all the films

in order to prevent them from being processed.

Yeah, but which one, the bloke getting the needle,

or the other one getting a hand full?

Well that's what we've gotta find out.

Now, Stuart worked with his two older brothers,

Kevin and Roland, so we need to talk to them.

Let's start with Roland.

Me and kev did our training with dad, but Stuart,

he had real talent, he was studying photography at college.

We could never send him on wedding jobs.

He'd start out all right and then he'd get fascinated

by something in the church yard,

come back with all these gorgeous shots of gravestones,

none of the bride.

Then I assume that these fitted Stuart's usual style,

they're from the film found in his camera.

Well, Stuart never let anyone else borrow his camera,

- never. - You recognise the man?

- No. - What do you make of these?

These are from another film found with the camera.

They weren't on the processing docket that night.

They're other brother, Kevin's.

They're out of focus, badly framed.

Yeah, thought he'd have a go at being a paparazzi,

thought that was where the money was.

- What about about those two? - God only knows,

you'll have to ask Kevin.

His wife said he'd definitely be here

and to look for an old blue fiesta.

Oh, there you go, look at that.

Oh dear.

[Phone ringing]

Yeah, yeah.

No, look, he hasn't come out yet.

When he comes, then I'll get the shot

and I'll be back in the office, all right?

All right.

- What do you want? - Kevin sharpe?

We need to speak to you about your brother's murder.

Look, can it wait?

I've been hiding here all week

and I can't afford to miss this shot.

The sooner you talk to us,

the sooner you can get back to it.

I don't believe it, look, it's him!

- Who is he? - I dunno,

probably some reality TV idiot.

[Dramatic music]

- Oh bollocks! - You all right?

Does it bloody well look like it?

You're not very good at this, are you?

Come on, up you get.

Come on, something to show ya.

- Recognise them? - Where'd you get these?

They were found in a toilet, in a pub.

We suspect that Stuart's murderer put them there.

Who are they?

Well the bird is candy march, page three stunner

and he's Denny clacy, first division footballer.

You're kidding?

I didn't recognised him out of focus.

Clacy, Denny clacy.

Denny clacy had his debut at Leeds united

in Billy bremner's 85 side,

then he was transferred, in 86, to Chelsea.

He picked up the nickname psycho

because he was a dirty fouling bastard.

Yeah and he deserved that injury and all.

Ruptured his cruciate ligament, never played again.

The labs are finished looking at the forensic evidence.

There's no fingerprints, but they have got a DNA sample.

Any match on the database?

No, but we know we're looking for the bloke

because the sample they found came from semen.

It was on most of the items.

Semen, where did that come from?

Cor blimey, Sandra, I know it's been a while,

- but even you know... - Shut up!

I meant how did it get on the items?

Well it must have got there

before it was stashed in the vent,

that's eight feet up a wall.

[Laughing]

Anyway, the labs have ruled Stuart or his brothers out

as the source.

They compared the DNA from the blood

found at the crime scene.

Well, there was no suggestion in the autopsy

that Stuart was sexually assaulted,

so assuming it was the killer...

Maybe he got overcome with excitement.

[Laughing]

So we're looking for a sick, will you grow up?

We're looking for a sick bastard

who gets his kicks from violence, like, what's his name?

- Denny clacy. - Yeah, him.

I think I've got something.

You know the soho vice raids were on all the news programmes?

Well, I rang the BBC archives

and they've uploaded this for me.

Tonight, soho has been the scene

of one of the most extensive vice raids in London's history.

Dozens of premises have been searched

and several arrests have been made

on charges relating to drugs and prostitution.

Westminster council have issued a statement,

calling this a shot across the bowels of criminality

and vice in soho.

Now, this is just the edited piece.

The BBC archivist is transferring a couple of hours

of raw footage for us, so we might see the old trout.

Or Stuart's killer.

[Vacuum humming]

Get rid of the trout, Jerry.

Nah, it gives my desk a certain oldie worldie charm.

It's more likely to give you a woodworm.

Don't you think we should return these photos?

It's what we're supposed to do with stolen property,

isn't it?

Be nice to put a smile on somebody's face for a change.

Well maybe we should follow up on them.

Just because they're family photos

doesn't mean they're innocuous.

[Sandra] Fine, but don't spend all week on it.

[Brian] We'll do it in the morning, shall we?

All right, I'll pick you up at nine.

- I'm not making breakfast. - Oh, why not?

They're like a couple of old women.

[Sandra] Mm.

- Hi, dad. - Hello, ems.

You know, you're just in time to buy your old man

- a very nice drink. - Oh, actually i...

Hi, Emily, come through.

It's my first mentoring session, I'll see you later.

Shut the door, take a seat.

[Knocking]

- How's it going? - We've only just started.

Oh, good.

I just thought two heads were better than one.

[Gentle music]

Oh, look at Mark there, so sweet.

It's lovely, Brian.

Now all I have to do is pop them onto a disc

and then make a cover for it.

He'll be chuffed to bits.

[Gentle music]

- Esther? - Mm?

You notice anything about these pictures?

No, should I have?

[Brian] I appear in hardly any of them.

[Esther] You were the one taking the pictures.

Not always.

I wasn't on that holiday in rhyl.

You were working.

Now, these potatoes, do you want them boiled or mashed?

[Gentle music]

Okay, you've had some good results,

there's some really great stuff in here,

but what I'd really like to see

is how you work beyond your remit.

[Tutting]

- Utilising staff resources. - Ah, resources.

- Gerry, was there something? - Yeah, at the end of the day,

there's only one thing that counts

and that's how many collars you've felt.

It's not as simple as that.

Yes it is, or it should be.

All this mentoring stuff is just corporate doublespeak.

She's showing that she can work with the system

and make it work for her.

Yeah, well it's a load of bollocks.

Things have changed a bit since your day.

I can't just take the dac out for a pint

and hope he tips me the wink for a promotion.

Oh, so you're saying things haven't changed at all?

It's not what you know, it's who you know!

- Actually... - No, no, no!

You used me to get the in with Sandra.

Actually, I could've approached

detective superintendent Pullman directly,

but I paid you the courtesy of speaking to you first

because I didn't want you to feel pushed out.

I think I'm in the wrong place.

- Gerry. - Goodnight.

Do you fancy a drink?

Gerry thinks I don't know where he keeps

- his secret bottle of scotch. - Cheers.

Have you calmed down a bit yet?

- No, I'm still fuming. - He was just being a dad.

By irritating and embarrassing me?

Yeah, that's what dads do.

I wouldn't know.

- This for the sharpe case? - Yes, it is.

Take it focusing on the junky?

Yeah, and the footballer with his hands full

of a page three girl's boobs.

What about the fashion shots?

They're from a model agency,

we're not sure they're relevant.

Really?

What about this?

[Sandra] That could just be coincidence.

[Emily] Could be the same bloke.

[Sandra] Yeah, possibly.

[Mysterious music]

They don't actually live here, you know?

What?

Male models, I don't want you getting your hopes up.

♪ 'Cause everything's the same ♪

- Hi, can I help? - Hello, yeah,

we need to speak to penny and Patrick Martin.

Yeah, come through.

[Thumping pop music]

[Sandra] We need to know who this model is,

do you remember him?

It's Chris parr, really nice guy, very professional.

He was on our books for about three years.

Is he in some sort of trouble?

We'd like to rule him out of inquiries into the murder

- of Stuart sharpe. - From sharpe images?

Yes.

It was terrible, what happened.

Yes, it was, so I'm sure you'll appreciate

that we have to follow up all potential leads.

Would you have Chris parr's last known address?

Of course, no problem at all.

Great.

Oh, you do child models as well.

Listen, I must show you a photograph of my grandson.

- Put it away, Gerry. - Patrick, she's here again.

I can see that.

- Are they with you? - No, it's not.

Mum, what are you doing here?

No, will you leave those?

It's my job, all right?

Look, I'm sorry, she's not stopping.

I'm helping.

Mother, you're not helping though, are you?

You're making things worse, can you just leave it?

- Brenda. - Look, we discussed this,

let me just take you home.

No, it's boring in that bloody flat!

Brenda, you don't work here anymore!

- Come on, let's go home. - Yes, yes.

[Tense music]

[Crying]

I don't wanna do this anymore,

we're just upsetting people.

Well she seemed happy enough to get the photos.

So we could remind her about her dead son?

Yeah, well that was the shock.

In all my years in the police,

I've never knocked on the door bearing good news,

it was always bad.

Road accidents, people killed in pub fights, missing kids.

Yeah, well, we've all done it.

I thought this would be different.

I thought people would be happy to see old faces,

happy times.

Well, some of them have been.

Well most haven't, we've had death, divorce.

Yeah, well, unto all our lives a rain must fall.

A little rain?

Jack, it's pissing down.

[Chris] I can see why you were worried about these,

but they're not what they seem.

Then what are they, Mr. Parr?

An art college project, I was in the same year as Stuart.

You mean they're set up?

They're very convincing.

'Cause Stuart was a good photographer.

We were given an exhibition title, decay

and we had to produce something in our preferred medium

which expressed that concept.

And what did you produce?

Oh god, this is embarrassing.

You have to remember,

we were 19 year old pretentious tossers.

- We'll bear that in mind. - I made an installation,

it was a pile of rubbish.

Couldn't have been that bad.

No, no, it was a pile of rubbish,

banana skins, old newspapers, that sort of thing.

Like I said, pretentious twaddle, but the tutors loved it.

So what did you wanna be, a model or an artist?

An artist, only modelled just to earn enough for materials.

Yeah, but modeling's gotta be a lot more lucrative

than flogging canvases, isn't it?

- Gerry. - Oh, he's right,

but I didn't make that much for modelling either.

- Come on. - No, seriously.

Modeling's one of those professions

where men earn less than women.

Luckily the canvases started to sell.

- They're really beautiful. - Thanks.

- May I? - Sure, yeah.

[Gentle music]

At the moment, faces fascinate me.

I like strong features and beautiful eyes, mouths,

a good nose.

I'm quite into ears.

[Gentle music]

Well, I think that's all pretty clear.

I'd like a number for your sister

and I'd also like you to take a DNA test

so we can rule you out of our inquiries.

Anything I can do to help.

[Gentle music]

I'm glad you're looking into Stuart's death,

he was a genuinely nice guy

and didn't deserve to go the way he did.

- Here, my sister's number. - Thanks.

And that's a leaflet to my exhibition,

I'm opening my studio to the public for a couple of nights.

I hope it goes well.

I mean, I don't know if you're interested in art, but...

Yeah, thanks.

[Gentle music]

Can I help you?

- Mrs. Bathley-Jones? - Yes.

My name is halford, this is Brian Lane,

we're with the metropolitan police

and I think these are yours.

[Gentle music]

[Sighing]

Is everything okay?

What a lovely surprise!

I'd forgotten all about these.

Thank you so much.

- Please, come in. - Thank you.

We were so disappointed when we heard

we wouldn't be getting our pictures.

Thank you, but then we heard Roland's brother was dead.

- Oh, you knew Roland? - Through my old job,

I was a model until I met my husband, Anthony.

[Jack] Didn't he approve of your line of business then?

No, nothing like that.

I packed it all in to have babies.

How many children do you have?

Just martina, but she was worth giving it all up for,

although if it hadn't been for modelling,

I wouldn't have her.

My agent, Patrick Martin, introduced me to Anthony.

You were with the reflect agency?

That's right, Patrick and his wife, penny

were martina's godparents and more.

Thank you.

Patrick saved martina's life.

- Oh. - How?

Martina has a rare blood type,

so when she needed a transfusion after an operation,

it was panic stations.

Thankfully, Patrick is the same type and happily donated.

[Jack] Well that one was all happy families.

[Brian] Apart from the bit where the daughter nearly died.

Oh for god's sake, Brian.

Maybe you should tell me what this is really about.

What do you mean?

Well, yesterday you were fine, cheerful,

all excited about Mark's engagement and your photo project.

[Yelling]

Was there something wrong with the photos then?

I wasn't in any of them.

Well that's because you will behind the camera.

No, I just wasn't there, all the big occasions

and most of the smaller ones.

I was conspicuous by my absence.

- You were working. - Or boozing,

or just avoiding going home full stop.

Yes, well there's nothing you can do about that now.

No, you're right, there isn't.

Brian, where you going?

Come on, get in the car!

[Gentle music]

Where's Brian?

In the pit of despair, apparently.

- He's not in a very good way. - Anything we can do?

Not really.

I'll go around and see Esther later,

- see if she wants anything. - Okay, well keep me informed.

It's an incestuous business, this photography.

Eh?

We've just taken back some photos of a christening

and the baby is the goddaughter of penny and Patrick Martin

of the reflect model agency.

The mother was one of their models.

[Sandra] Oh!

That was Denny clacy's ex-wife.

They got divorced in August 87, six months after the murder.

- Ooh, do we know why? - No, she wouldn't say.

She said Denny would have to explain,

but she did give me his address.

- No, this can't be it. - Number eight.

No, no, no, no, no, look, look,

footballers who are called psycho do not become florists,

they have pubs or sport shops.

Maybe you should have been a careers officer, Gerry,

because you have very strong opinions

on what people should or shouldn't do for a living.

Look, all I'm saying is I know...

No, I know what you're saying,

you're saying that men can't be florists.

I think you'll find that we can, can I help ya?

- Denny clacy? - Yeah.

So you're saying that this woman

had nothing to do with the breakdown of your marriage?

Not directly, no.

- So there were other women? - No, just candy.

I'm sorry, I'm not being very clear.

I wanted that picture taken, I wanted it in the paper.

Why?

So that no one would think I was gay.

[Laughing]

- Why would they think that? - Because I am gay.

But you played for Chelsea.

Yeah, I know, shocking ain't it?

- We get everywhere nowadays. - No, no, I'm not saying...

It's all right, it's all right.

I thought that football would sort me out,

although if marriage hadn't done the trick,

I dunno why I thought that spending half my life

with fit athletic men would.

That's why I was such a dirty player,

I was always overcompensating.

And word of your sexuality had got out?

Well sort of, there was a rumour knocking about

that I was cheating on my wife, Marie,

but no one had sussed that it was with a bloke.

- Candy was a bloke? - No, no, no,

she was all woman, real tits and all, if you're interested.

Which he probably is.

So I hired candy,

made sure Kevin sharpe got a shot for the sundays

to put everyone off the scent.

That's a bit elaborate, isn't it?

You gotta understand I spent my playing career

being called a black bastard

and having banana skins chucked at me

while skinheads made monkey noises.

Can you imagine what would've happened

if they found out that I was a puff?

But the pictures of you and candy never made the papers.

Well, after that it didn't matter.

I sat my wife down and I told her

that there was gonna be a story and she said,

"what, is it about you being gay?"

- She knew? - Of course she did,

Marie wasn't stupid, poor cow.

After that, I got the injury,

which was the best thing that ever happened to me

because it meant that I could stop pretending.

I talked to Marie and she backed up his story.

Still seems pretty bitter about it all.

Don't blame her.

I asked Denny for a DNA sample,

but I think we can rule him out.

The lab called while you were out,

there's no match with Chris parr's DNA.

Good.

Well, not good.

You know what I mean.

So we've got two sets of incriminating photos

and nowhere to go.

Of course, Kevin sharpe could've crossed someone else.

Yeah, maybe that's what was in the empty canister.

Yeah, maybe the murderer picked up all the unprocessed film,

took it to the old trout and went through it

at his leisure and then kept what he wanted

- and binned what he didn't. - Yeah, I suppose.

The films were all labelled, weren't they?

Empty canister wasn't.

Yeah, but all the film we've seen

is a different make to the canister.

So the only actual evidence we have is the DNA.

And the newsreels of the soho raid.

Oh, the new footage that Brian ordered is here,

- do you wanna look? - Yeah, great.

Soho has seen many changes and transitions

- in it's history. - Sharpe images.

[Cameraman] Sorry sue, someone's walked in the shot.

Oh, what, behind me, over here?

- Yeah, try again. - Oh.

[Sandra] What?

Watch that bloke there.

- But tonight saw another... - Sorry sue.

[Sandra] He's changing his mind.

Yeah, 'cause he realises there are cameras.

- That is Johnny Jones. - Who?

Oh, a soho legend, king of mucky books and filthy videos.

He could get you anything you wanted,

whatever your preference, big women, hairy women,

black, white, dirty little sod,

but he wasn't only into pornography,

he dabbled in dealing and pimping.

If he saw anything at sharpe images,

there's no way he would come forward.

Okay, let's track him down then.

Oh, there's no need.

He's doing 10 years in wandsworth.

- Right, let's go. - Hang on,

he'll still be there in the morning, won't he?

Yeah, but I thought you wanted a crack on.

Contrary to popular belief,

I have a life outside this place, Gerry.

We'll bring him here in the morning.

[Mysterious music]

Detective superintendent, you came.

- Hi. - Hey.

Actually I wanted to let you know

that the tests have showed that your DNA

doesn't match the DNA sample from the crime scene.

No, never doubted it.

Good.

Could I get you a drink?

Yeah, white wine please, thank you.

I know he's looking forward

to meeting Mark's girl on Sunday,

maybe that'll bring him around.

I dunno, I don't think so.

Oh dear, I see what you mean.

Nothing a bit of sticky tape word fix.

- Bye. - See ya.

I know absolutely nothing about art,

I just like what I like.

Sandra, have you ever sat for anyone, for a portrait?

- Thanks, Chris. - No, I haven't.

You remember what I said looked for in the subject?

Yeah, great ears.

So would you be offended if I said you had great ears?

[Giggling]

I'm still not sure about this.

Look, it's just paper and charcoal.

I can rip it up if you don't like it, I promise.

[Gentle music]

Why faces?

Because it's the only part of our body

we're happy to expose all the time, which is ridiculous.

Why ridiculous?

Because it's a part of our body which gives us away.

Well, you must know that.

How many times have you looked into someone's face

- and known they're innocent? - Or guilty.

Yeah, our faces betray us.

You're not making me feel

any more comfortable about this, actually.

Don't worry, you're not giving anything away.

[Gentle music]

Yeah, finished.

Tell me what you think.

You don't like it?

- Well, a deal's a deal. - No, no, no, don't.

[Gentle music]

Governor, they brought Johnny Jones in,

they're taking him to the interview room.

Okay, give me a minute.

- Any news on Brian? - Yeah, no change.

[Gentle music]

Ow, mind out, treat me gentle.

Hello mate, how are you?

- Gerry standing. - How are you, Johnny?

Are you behind this little day trip?

Yeah I am, as it happens.

Well thank you, I needed a change of scenery.

Do you wanna take a seat, Mr. Jones?

Over there.

Yeah, Gerry, you still on the gaspers, mate?

Yeah, I am, but I can't help you, whole place, no smoking.

Bloody hell, how do you manage?

Mr. Jones, we need to talk to you

about the night of the 29th of September, 1987.

Do me a favour,

I can't remember what I had for dinner last night,

let alone 20 years ago.

No, you'd remember this, the night of the soho raids.

I was working.

You were dealing to the sharpe brothers?

No, I was picking up.

Me and a couple of people at an arrangement

- with the older brother. - Roland?

Could've been.

For a nominal fee, my suppliers would drop packages

at his place during the day,

so that I could pick them up during the night

- when they were processing. - What sort of packages?

Well, I'd like to say lollipops.

- Come on, Johnny. - Coke for my girls mainly,

but that night the place was crawling with reporters

and filth, I mean, officers of the law, like yourself

and I only got as far as the front door

before I realised I should smile

because I was on candid camera.

It was a shame about Stuart.

The sharpes had been on York road for years

and our little arrangement wasn't doing anyone any harm.

Were any other dealers availing themselves

of Roland sharpe's valuable community service?

I would imagine so, but I never really asked.

There's a certain etiquette one has to to observe

to avoid getting a kick in the bollocks,

but I will say that the place was generally quite busy

through the night.

Are you sure?

Look, I dunno, I thought it was a way of protecting us

after all the robberies.

We had to do something if we were gonna carry on

with the overnight processing.

I'm sorry, I don't follow the logic.

How was inviting dealers into the place protecting it?

Well, 'cause drug dealers

don't crap on their own doorstep, kept an eye on the place,

warned people off.

Well, put it this way, did a better job than your lot.

Up to the point when your brother was killed.

How did it start?

I think it was Johnny approached me first.

He said we can make a lot of money

from a no questions asked service.

Yeah, word got around, you know?

- Weren't just dealers. - What do you mean?

There was a sex shop, used to drop off videos

for their shyer clients.

Didn't have to be Barry Norman

to work out what was on those,

then there was a model agency, reflect,

they used to do the occasional drop off.

Of what?

Well, yeah, it was a weird, that was.

First I thought it was fruit and flowers.

- Sorry? - On a fashion shoot,

to keep the models happy, sometimes the photographers would

provide them a little pharmaceutical treats.

They went down on the expenses as fruit and flowers.

[Chuckling]

Anyway, someone from the Martin's office

used to come around every now and again

- and had a little paper bag. - Who?

Dunno, definitely wasn't one of the models.

What was in the bag?

Well it wasn't drugs or nothing,

'cause I had a sneak look once.

It was a 35 millimetre film canister.

What's so weird about that?

You regularly develop film for 'em.

Yeah, not these ones, we didn't.

'Course the first thing that Springs to mind

is pornography.

But enough about you and your problems.

[Laughing]

Pornography's the obvious thing,

something hardcore, illegal,

otherwise they'd have just made a deal with Roland

for the processing, wouldn't they?

Well, maybe some of the models were involved.

I mean, that's Chris parr said that modelling

didn't pay very well.

Or maybe the Martins showed them a way

to make a bit of pin money.

Their names are all over this investigation.

Well, why don't we start with the girl who made the drop?

- Brenda, Sean's mad mum. - Yeah.

Yeah, all right, I'll have a word.

She's very fragile.

Yeah, oh, I've had an idea

and you two better go and see Chris parr.

- Where is he? - He's in here.

Oh, yeah.

[Dog whimpering]

All right, come on, I've come to pick you up.

We need you back at work.

- I'm busy. - Yeah, you look it.

- Come on! - I said no.

All right, you're the boss.

Come on, scamp.

You know, your Esther is a lovely woman

and she never complains and I bet she never did,

not even when Mark was little and you were barely there.

Well, not that I'm criticising.

I mean, who am I to criticise?

It's just I know how it was.

Yeah, there was always another case to work, another drink.

That's what it was like, we didn't know any better, did we?

Brian, basically, we're old bill.

- I'll get your coat. - I won't be most use.

No, probably not, but it's worth a try.

Come on.

Mum, there's someone here to see you.

Hello, Brenda.

Do you remember me, Gerry?

I've brought someone to see you, my friend, Brian.

Brian, why don't you have a word with her?

Oh, go on, please, mate.

It'll really help, honestly.

Sean, shall we leave them to it?

Hello, what's this?

Prozac, paroxetine, no surprises here then.

- This you? - Yeah,

yeah, my mum gave up everything for me.

I got ill when I was a kid

and I was in and out of hospital, so.

Yeah, what was wrong with you?

- Leukaemia. - Oh, blimey.

Yeah, well, I mean,

they couldn't find a bone marrow donor at first,

some rare blood type or something, I dunno.

Everyone came forward to see if they were the right match,

but, even Mr. Martin, yeah.

- Oh, well that's nice of him. - Well yeah, I mean,

me and mum owe Mr. and Mrs. Martin a lot.

Mr. Martin was the one that gave me the job,

you know, when mum went funny.

And then you went to work at the reflect agency?

- I was the secretary there. - Were you?

A good one.

Well you liked your job then?

Oh, I loved it, all the lovely people, especially Patrick.

And did you sometimes run errands for Patrick?

You know, like dropping stuff off?

Oh, of course, I was Patrick's girl Friday,

well, that's what he called me.

Did you ever make deliveries to sharpe images in soho?

Sometimes.

Deliveries in little brown bags?

- I can't tell you. - Why not, Brenda?

- What was in the bags? - I'm not telling.

They'll take him away from me.

Who?

Sean?

No, love, he's 22.

It's not gonna happen, Brenda, I promise you.

Patrick was just trying to help, he has such a big heart.

Those little canisters made a lot of people happy,

they helped them have beautiful children like my Sean.

How?

What was in the canisters?

- Sperm. - I beg your pardon?

Patrick ran a sperm bank.

It was really clever.

The models got a little bit of extra cash

and the women got a beautiful baby, guaranteed.

I'm sorry?

Beautiful people make beautiful babies.

You said that being a male model didn't pay well.

- Sometimes, I did odd jobs. - With the reflect agency?

- Sometimes. - What sort of odd jobs?

- Pornography? - Good god, no.

Is that really what you think of me?

[Phone ringing]

Gerry?

Are you sure?

Yeah.

Thanks, we'll see you back in the office.

Bye.

I think you need to tell us everything.

- About what? - Your odd jobs.

Oh god.

It seemed like a really good idea at the time,

but afterwards, I felt terrible

and I honestly only did it once.

- Who first approached you? - Patrick Martin,

but you have to understand that some women see models

in the pages of magazines and they assume

that clothes aren't the only things we're selling.

I mean, the agency was approached all the time.

How much did you charge?

200 pounds, but I really needed the money.

Where did the transaction take place?

Well, we went out to dinner

and that was as far as it was supposed to go,

but she had booked a hotel, I'd had a drink,

so we got down to business.

So you delivered it fresh?

- I'm sorry? - The sperm.

What sperm?

Gerry has just told me that Patrick Martin

runs a sperm bank.

I wasn't one of the sperm donors, I was an escort.

Okay, so assuming the killer wasn't after the camera,

or the undeveloped film,

why would anyone kill for a sperm cell?

I'll tell you what,

I thought I'd heard and seen most things,

but an illegal sperm bank?

[Laughing]

Actually, the Martins hadn't broken the law.

You only have to be licenced if it's frozen sperm.

- Get away! - No, that's right,

and anyway, even if it was a crime,

the only witness we have so far is Brenda

and she's a bit doolally.

Actually, I think Brian and I may have spoken

to one of Patrick's customers.

Mrs. Bathley-Jones, why could neither you nor your husband

donate blood for martina's operation?

I told you, martina has a very rare blood group,

we weren't the right type.

Is your husband martina's natural father?

Did you use a sperm donor,

found for you by Patrick Martin?

You can't tell Anthony, he'd be heartbroken.

Could you just talk us through the transaction?

Transaction, you make it sound so clinical.

- It wasn't like that. - Then tell us how it was.

I was getting desperate, all I wanted was a child.

That's how I ended up telling Patrick

what I was going through, he offered to help.

[Jack] And along came martina.

She is the best thing that ever happened to us.

After he helped me,

I asked if he could help some friends of mine.

So you helped Patrick to build up his business.

Mrs. Bathley-Jones, we'd like you to make a statement.

No, that's not possible.

I don't want this to be common knowledge.

Then I'm afraid you'll have to help us in another way.

Diane, lovely to see you.

- How's martina? - Just wonderful,

she's home this weekend, you should pop round.

[Patrick] I might just do that.

So, what can I do for you?

This is Emily, a friend of mine.

- Hi. - She has a problem.

I think you might be able to help her.

[Tense music]

[Gerry] I'm not happy about this.

So you've said, several times.

Did you even think of clearing it with her superiors?

Of course I did

and since when have you been so picky about things?

I thought you were above it all?

I don't run a sperm bank anymore,

but there are plenty in London.

I know, I've been to them all.

You are aware that the law concerning sperm donation

changed last year?

I read something about that.

Now, artificially conceived children have the right

to trace their father.

And it's had quite an effect.

Absolutely, the waiting lists are ridiculous,

so when Diane confided in me about martina.

Please don't be angry with her, I made her bring me here.

Is there any way you can help?

I think I might be able to help you.

She's a good cop, Gerry.

Her real dad would be proud of her.

She's got it.

[Mysterious music]

Hello again.

- Can I help you? - I hope so.

I'd like you to talk me through a transaction

that was just made between yourself and one of my officers.

Your officer?

We know about the bank, Mr. Martin.

There's nothing wrong with helping women have children,

desperate women.

Desperate enough to kill?

We believe that Stuart sharpe's murder

was linked to one of your deliveries,

so who did the sample come from?

Fine, we'll do it the hard way.

I'll seize every bank statement,

every record for the last 25 years,

I'll contact every model that's ever been on your books,

any woman that's ever written a cheque for you,

how's that for discretion?

- You can't do that. - Oh, I can and I will.

[Gentle music]

How many of these children are yours?

All of them.

[Dramatic music]

[Car screeching]

[Dramatic music]

[Car screeching]

[Car screeching]

[Car screeching]

[Dramatic music]

- Give it to me! - Sorry?

Give it to me!

Give it to me, it's not starting all over again!

[Shouting]

Hang on!

You're under arrest for assaulting a police officer.

Emily, are you all right?

You do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your defence if you do not mention,

when questioned,

something which you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

- Where were you? - Level four.

- We said level five. - Get some backup.

- Thank you. - Come here, you.

Good girl.

Patrick always told me that it didn't matter

that I couldn't have children.

He said I was enough for him, but he lied.

How did you know

that Patrick had fathered all the children?

Patrick has a rare blood group, ab negative.

When martina nearly died,

the first thing he did was to offer to give blood.

Everyone thought he was being very thoughtful and heroic.

And he did it again when Sean was ill.

I spoke to Brenda and she confessed

that she'd gone to Patrick behind my back.

Brenda wasn't fit to bring up a child, you've seen her!

That's when I knew it had gone too far!

He was addicted to having children, I had to stop him.

So you went to sharpe images?

I had to start somewhere.

I told the guy I was picking up photos

and while he was in the back, I searched the place,

but he caught me and I needed to get away, so I pushed him,

hard.

And he hit his head?

I was just so angry with Patrick,

but it was Stuart who got in the way.

The CBS have decided to charge penny Martin

- with manslaughter. - What about Patrick?

He hasn't done anything illegal.

Can't we get him on a fraud charge?

The damage outstrips the benefits, Gerry.

Sometimes ignorance is bliss.

[Gentle music]

[Esther] Ah, ah.

[Gentle music]

I didn't think I'd see you again.

Is this an official visit?

- Okay, ground rules. - Go on.

- My job comes first. - Same with me.

I don't do soppy phone calls

in the middle of a working day.

I don't even answer the phone.

I don't wanna meet your family.

I don't wanna meet yours.

Anything else?

Yeah.

I don't pay for sex.

Shame, 'cause I have a special offer on this week,

- buy one, get one free. - Well, I do love a bargain.

[Gentle music]

♪ It's all right it's okay ♪

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

♪ 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 ♪

♪ at the end of the day ♪

[Upbeat music]