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[Upbeat music]

[Car engine revs]

[Upbeat music]

[Electronic beeping]

Yeah! Welcome to my world.

[Phone rings]

Harry.

There's an item you ought to see.

I'm really not in the art market right now, Harry!

Well, actually, i'm calling you as a copper.

Not as a punter.

Oh! Ok, well, er, I'll be right over.

- [Electronic beeping] - [Steven sighs]

Shit!

[Upbeat music]

Harry.

Ah, Steven! Welcome.

Glass of champagne?

No, thanks.

Elliott pine?

Yes, '80s icon.

Ripe for a retrospective.

Especially since he pegged out just last year.

Oh, yeah.

So, what we did is, we blew all the pictures up,

bigger than anyone had ever seen them before.

Fantastic.

Yeah, that's how we spotted it.

[Indistinct chatter]

So, what are we looking at?

Oh!

That.

That could just be a Mark on the lens.

You need some help, old timer?

Voila.

As you can see, it's generated a lot of interest.

What I need to know is...

Can I still sell it?

No, you bloody can't!

♪ 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 ok ♪

♪ 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 ok ♪

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

This was the best the lab could do.

This is Charlie Hayes, 32 years old.

Fell to his death in 1989,

from the roof where his company had its offices in the city.

Charlie worked for wlf.

Part of the futures exchange.

The essex barrow boys in flash jackets.

Yeah, Thatcher's foot soldiers.

While the rest of the country was on its uppers,

they were doing their "loadsamoney" thing.

Yeah, I remember.

The coroner returned a verdict of suicide.

Charlie's marriage was on the rocks

and he'd just lost half a million dollars

trading the markets.

Nevertheless, do you want to know why this is murder?

Well, it's obvious.

Is it?

Well, he hasn't had time to tumble,

so he must have gone over backwards, and that's unusual.

Are you trying to ruin my big finish?

Look, this is what I spotted.

[Soft music]

Here.

And this is it blown up.

Ah, so, either someone was practising t'ai chi...

Or they've just pushed our Charlie.

Exactly.

You said there'd been an inquest,

so this is a fresh murder enquiry?

The local force have got their hands full.

So, as it happened 25 years ago,

they asked strickland if we could take a look.

Let's take a look.

[Dramatic music]

I've been a customer of this bank for over 37 years.

All I'm asking for is an overdraft...

Yes, okay, a bigger overdraft.

Yes, I'm aware of what my salary is.

I'm just...

Ok, look.

Forget it, thanks for nothing.

[Dramatic music]

That's some city.

Yeah, anyway, look, when Charlie

and whoever he was with came through that door,

it set off an alarm in reception.

But it took the security guard

15 minutes to get up here.

By which time the roof was empty.

What did he need a quarter of an hour for?

Charlie worked for a company called wlf traders ltd.

Bit of a wild bunch, called themselves the wolfpack.

Booze, drugs, parties, the lot.

Lift got jammed one night

and they found one of them in there with a naked woman.

It got to the stage where

security turned a blind eye.

So, by the time Charlie was standing up here,

the wolfpack had cried "wolf" once too often.

Yeah.

The '80s was the decade of excess.

Not for me, it wasn't.

I'd heard the Glasgow constabulary was a den of iniquity,

irn bru, deep-fried Mars bars,

Andy Stewart at hogmanay.

Yeah, that's exactly what it was like!

So, if anyone could get up here,

there was plenty of opportunity.

What about motive?

It was a cut-throat business.

Shouldn't be difficult to find somebody with a grudge.

Where's this exchange, then?

It disappeared about 15 years ago.

All the trading is done by computer now.

Well, so, where do we start?

What do you think?

Let's have a chat with the inquest witnesses.

Apparently he was having an affair

with a nurse named maddie.

So, we'll start with her.

Right, okay.

[Upbeat music]

[Car engine revs]

[Door slams]

Miss maddie Chong?

We're with the unsolved crime and open case squad.

You and Charlie Hayes went out together back in 1988?

I'd like to have a chat about it.

Carlton, I need to talk to these gentlemen.

Could we have some tea, please?

Thank you.

Carlton is Charlie's son.

We were very different.

He was flash.

I wanted to change the world.

But we were both... lost.

Then I got pregnant.

I thought that would be the end of it.

But Charlie took it as a sign.

Yeah, I can understand that.

He wanted us to be a family.

I never believed he took his own life.

Why not?

He left an answerphone message.

It must have been just before he died.

There's no chance you've still got it?

Carlton transferred it onto here.

He's good at that sort of thing.

Apart from Carlton,

it's the only bit of Charlie I still have.

[Charlie's voice] 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I love you.

You were right all along.

'I should have been by your side.

'I'm out! Finished!

I'm not gonna change my mind.'

he was coming back to us.

I could hear it in his voice.

Well, it's a bit ambiguous.

That's why I didn't come forward.

I was just the pregnant girlfriend.

Nobody would have listened to me.

But now it's murder.

Yes, is it wrong to be pleased?

Who do you think killed him?

Those devils in the market, of course.

Any particular devil?

I never went near his work, it was vile.

They only cared about who made the most money.

But did Charlie tell you he was actually losing money?

No, Charlie always said he was making big profits.

And he was doing it for us.

Everything was big with Charlie.

It was a crazy time.

Just before tiananmen square.

I had family in China.

I was worried about them.

But Charlie told me everything was going to be okay.

It wasn't.

Can I take a copy of this message?

I want to help in any way I can.

- [Upbeat music] - [Cindy types]

Cindy, you worked for wlf back in the '80s.

But now you teach people how

to make money trading futures?

I can teach anyone how not to lose money.

If you manage that,

you can't help but make profits.

And you worked on the futures floor?

Back then, that was all I wanted to do.

Then I realised I was being judged

solely on the contours of my behind.

No place for a woman, eh?

The only glass ceiling those guys knew

was in a bar in Tokyo,

where the girls don't wear knickers.

So, I became a backroom girl.

But you knew Charlie Hayes?

No, not really.

So, how come you gave evidence at his inquest?

I was asked to explain his losses.

He placed a large bet on the market

and lost when the tanks went into tiananmen square.

It nearly brought wlf down.

His wife lost her house,

but he told his mistress he was making money.

Maybe he just wanted to get laid.

She was pregnant with his child, actually.

Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know.

Are you really saying that somebody like me

could make 1,000 a day doing this?

Almost guaranteed.

And my system only costs £2,000.

You must come to one of my evenings.

[Dramatic music]

[Charlie's voice] I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I love you.

You were right all along.

'I should have been by your side.

I'm out! Finished!

'I'm not gonna change my mind.'

it could just as easily be a suicide note.

Yes, but now we know it wasn't.

So, Charlie had a lover.

Now he has a son,

and we've exposed a web of lies and oversights.

But we haven't found the spider yet.

Maybe it's a money spider we need to chase.

Or a metaphor, screaming for mercy?

Maddie's convinced Charlie was murdered.

She blames it on the,

"devils in the market".

Ah! Walt fontaine, Charlie's old boss,

has just flown back into the UK.

Wlf traders still exists,

but now it's a hedge fund based in essex.

Essex?

County in the east of england.

Yep.

[Suspenseful music]

[Car engine revs]

[Upbeat music]

Wow!

And where, I wonder, is Darth Vader?

[Ted chuckles]

He's behind you!

[Darth chuckles]

Quite an operation you've got here!

Walt fontaine.

Ted case.

Dan gryphon.

Hi.

Steve mcandrew, hello.

Hi.

These computers can handle thousands of trades

in milliseconds.

- Gentlemen, please sit down. - Thank you.

We want to talk to you about Charlie Hayes.

Charlie Hayes. [Darth mimics]

What a tragedy...

Yes, he lost a load of your money.

No, no, no, not my money.

Those boys were locals.

It was their own money.

I did keep 10% of what they made.

But Charlie, he was a diamond.

So, where did you find this diamond?

Charlie was working in a pub.

I didn't have a lot of use

for plummy mbas back in those days,

but my boys were always in trouble.

One reason I got into computers as soon as I could.

Computers don't stay out to lunch till three o'clock,

and they don't have to be picked up from police cells.

They don't get pushed off tall buildings either.

[Electronic beeping]

Any grudges, rivalries?

Yes, of course, all the time.

They all wanted to be top dog,

and I had just thrown them a bone.

See, I decided to run things from the office

so that I could trade electronically.

So, I set a target.

The guy who made most money by the end of the month,

well, he got to manage things for me down on the floor.

But it all got a bit out of hand...

So, what happened?

The day...

The day he died, I came back from lunch,

and Charlie has a fat lip.

Of course, no-one would tell me what had gone on.

So, my guess is it was in-house,

with another one of my boys.

Why didn't you tell this to the inquest?

I needed them at work.

But I'll tell you who might know, Andy mackintosh,

"partridge".

Partridge?

Sorry, they all had nicknames for one another.

Partridge was the wolfpack's social secretary.

He followed me into computer trading.

But it didn't work out for him.

He's driving cabs now.

Right, well, thank you very much.

Oh, erm... by the way.

Got any hot tips a guy could take a flutter on?

[Both laugh]

No, I'm sorry,

but the computers execute all the trades here.

Yeah, but in theory,

it must be possible for a guy to make money

day-trading futures?

[Electronic beeps]

What is it, what's that?

What's up?

I was running a simulation

and this guy's just taken it live.

Can you not stop it?

How much has he sold?

Five yards of yen.

How much is a yard?

A billion.

A billion?!

The market's moving.

Shall I buy it, Walt?

Yeah, get him to buy it.

Get me out of this, okay?

Do it.

- [Types] - [Dramatic music]

[Electronic beeps]

Covered at 108.10.

So, what's, you know, the damage?

How much does a police officer earn these days?

- [Electronic beeps] - [Dramatic music]

71,000 dollars.

71... sweet Jesus...!

You just made 71,000 dollars!

[Darth laughs]

You know, some guys just have the knack.

[Laughs]

Well, we pay our traders a percentage.

I could write a cheque.

He can't accept it.

Oh, of course not, you're a police officer.

Yeah, well, a retired police officer!

[Upbeat music]

I'll take it now.

Good man, good man! Well done!

Harry.

Ah, Steven, hi.

Have you got a minute?

Yes, excuse us.

Where is my photo?

There's a bloody great hole in my collection.

Don't worry, you'll get it back.

Look, Harry,

I want you to have a look at the original photographs,

I've bought from you over the years.

I need to cash some in.

Really?

Yeah.

Well, let's see.

He's been a bit too prolific.

He's lost his mojo.

She does greeting cards...

What about the old Glasgow shots you sold me?

You told me these were better than a pension scheme.

Did I say that?

Yes.

[Harry chuckles]

Well, think about all the enjoyment you've had from them.

Yeah, yeah, never mind that.

I need some cash for a business opportunity.

Really, how much?

Two grand.

Two...

Okay.

Two grand for this...

This... and this.

Are you kidding me?

I've been insuring these for ten times that!

Well, that's the answer.

A leaky pipe, or a house fire,

you come to me for the valuation.

Yeah, I'll pretend I didn't hear that.

So, when do I get the picture back?

Now they know it's murder on camera,

the hoxton crowd are snapping at my trouser legs to buy it.

I'm gonna make a killing, so to speak.

Don't worry, as soon as we catch the murderer,

I'll get him to sign it for you, now cough up.

Fair enough.

- [Types] - [Upbeat music]

Well, good evening!

We'll get you registered.

You can start in a day or two.

You are gonna be so rich.

Good news, the security firm Walt hired,

they caught a guy smashing the windscreen

of Charlie's car the day he died.

And they're gonna see if they can find anything else.

He's got to be our prime suspect.

I've tracked down Andy mackintosh, "partridge".

He lives in billericay.

Traded himself down to a bedsit.

Right, well, go and see if he can shed any light

on the fight on the floor, will you?

Okay.

[Sasha] Well, don't just stand there!

Sasha!

[Ted laughs]

Good to see you, you look great.

- You do look good! - Yeah.

So, how are you?

Well, I'm not gonna play for england again this season.

But apart from that, yeah, I'm fine.

What's with the coffee and doughnuts?

Oh, it's Ted's idea.

When I wanted coffee and doughnuts,

no-one took any notice.

I'll say this for him,

he does know how to make things happen.

Oh!

Yes, he's... in his office.

[Dramatic music]

His office?

[Dramatic music]

Oops!

Yeah, that's fantastic news.

Yeah, keep it coming, thank you.

You must be dci Miller.

Sasha.

Dci... ex-dci Ted case.

So, is this a social visit?

No, I'm back.

And, if you don't mind,

I wanna hit the ground running, so to speak.

It's a bit soon, isn't it?

You've been shot, you're...

Traumatised?

Look, I've got my teenage son taking care of me.

That's far more traumatic.

Look, I appreciate you filling in.

So that's it?

Well, I'm sure you'll be paid what's been agreed.

Yeah, but we've just got our teeth into a big case!

Oh, right, well, there's a spare desk outside.

I've got plenty to keep me busy.

Yeah, well, rather you than me...

[Books thud]

Wow! You've really made yourself at home here,

haven't you?

Bit creepy, isn't it?

That houses my father's spirit

and you don't wanna upset him.

[Door slams]

So, you met Sasha?

Oh, yes, I certainly have.

They called me back.

The security guard who caught the guy taking a baseball bat

to Charlie's Porsche,

he wanted to phone the police.

But guess what?

Charlie stopped him.

Said it had all been a big misunderstanding

and had the car towed away.

So, to cover himself, the guard filed a report,

but he kept a name.

One of the guys from the futures floor?

Pete Dixon, fireman for 40 years.

Died 2009, he's got a daughter.

I'm trying to track her down.

Ted...

What?

Just, it's...

Well, that's Gerry's desk.

Do you want me to get a priest to deconsecrate it?

Or do you wanna Chuck me out like she did?

Sasha chucked you out?

[Thuds]

What the hell's that?

Look, why don't you go and find partridge, eh?

- [Train engine revs] - [Horn blows]

You need the front cab, mate.

Andrew mackintosh, partridge?

[Andrew grumbles]

Calm down, we're not from the benefits office.

We need to ask you some questions about Charlie Hayes.

What, pickaxe?

Pickaxe?

Can't remember why we called him that.

His father was a miner?

You are sharper than you look.

And why do they call you partridge?

I look like David Cassidy.

Partridge family.

Well, I used to, anyway.

Fancy a cuppa?

[Radio announcement]

Can you grab us a cheeseburger?

And a tea.

[Train engine revs]

Great!

Cheeseburger and a tea, please.

I made money for 18 years, it was a doddle.

Standing in the pit,

you could see the flows.

But then it went electronic

and I was broke and divorced in three months.

Danny, sorry, they can't break a 20.

Great, good man, thanks.

Go on.

Pickaxe, he had this sixth sense about the markets.

Always seemed to know where they were heading.

There we go.

Oh, ta.

Any change?

Oh, yeah, sorry!

Er... here you are.

Thank you.

The day he died, pickaxe had a fight on the floor?

That's right.

But it wasn't on the floor.

It was in the toilet.

Never seen Charlie lose it like that before.

And at bison!

Wow! Really went for him.

You didn't know it was bison.

Where can we find this bison?

[Doorbell rings]

- [Upbeat music] - [Water splashes]

Morning, gents.

So, why do they call you bison?

[Bison sighs]

We should have cut you jocks loose

while we had the chance.

We started out like Columbus.

Pioneers.

Band of brothers.

And then for a little piece of history, we were like gods.

Maggie in power.

The unions defeated.

And a prime slot on BBC news

every time the shit hit the fan in the financial markets.

What about pickaxe?

How did he fit into the... pantheon?

Pickaxe was a trusted comrade.

A hell of a trader.

Bollocks the size of wrecking balls.

You two had a fight the day he died.

Fights were par for the course in the pit.

Battle scars, see that?

Someone stabbed me with a biro

over four eurodollar contracts. [Bison mimics]

Well, this mythic encounter with pickaxe

happened in the toilets.

Must have been a dispute over the old marching powder.

We got pumped up ahead of the U.S. unemployment data.

We thought it might be over a woman?

What about this competition to take over from Walt?

Sounds like it got a bit out of hand.

Not really.

He lost his shirt over tiananmen.

And the best man won.

Me!

I always imagined that was why pickaxe

went down all guns blazing.

Like butch Cassidy...

He didn't look much like Paul Newman

when they scraped him off the pavement.

So, where were you on the evening

of the 5th of June 1989?

Wherever I said I was 25 years ago.

In the pub, I imagine.

Unless it was Christmas,

or Maggie's birthday.

Your late father,

I think, may well have taken a baseball bat

to somebody's car about 25 years ago.

Is there any chance you know something about it?

That's great!

Do you think you maybe could come in for a chat?

Wonderful, thanks very much.

[Phone drops]

Dci case said you would only talk to a female officer.

So, I presume there's a reason

why your dad went to the city

and smashed up Charlie's car?

Yeah.

So, why don't you tell me what happened, Gill?

I was a trainee teacher.

The mortgage rate was at 12%.

I was going to lose my flat.

So a couple of us started moonlighting

at a hostess bar in the city.

The money was good and...

You just had to sit with a guy,

get him to buy you champagne.

Then I got... asked to perform at a party

for a bunch of city boys.

The wlf... the wolfpack?

It was the boss's birthday.

They told me to wear Chinese make-up and a nurse's outfit.

I was...

I was stripping and this guy came up...

.. Started touching me.

He said his name was Charlie.

Everyone was laughing.

You're doing great, take your time.

Well, I looked around, I saw their faces,

I just thought, "what the hell am I doing here?"

So I shoved him out the way and walked out.

And then, then I got dressed

and I waited for my friends.

Safety in numbers.

But the girls...

They started going into offices with these guys.

It was not what I'd signed up for.

So I tried to leave.

But Charlie was waiting.

He said he'd show me out.

God! I was so stupid! [Gill sobs]

I followed him down some stairs.

And he said,

"I've paid for you, so you should be nice."

I fought back.

But he raped you...?

He had his hand over my mouth.

I kept on, you know, biting

and fighting and trying to breathe.

The... feeling wouldn't go away

and so I... So I told my dad.

I thought he'd be angry.

But he wasn't.

He took me back to the office.

Charlie wasn't there,

but we found his car.

And your dad smashed it up?

But then...

The owner of the car arrived and it wasn't him.

[Calm music]

Gill...

Can you see the man who raped you here?

[Calm music]

No.

He was a big bloke.

They called him something else, um...

A nickname.

Try to remember, please.

- [Footsteps] - [Door opens]

It's all in my head, um...

But I can't, I'm so sorry.

Ted! What's that?

Sorry, nephew's school project.

His printer's broken.

Bison...

Bison!

So, get this.

Bison's real name is Kevin dodds.

Form?

Okay, 1986.

Setting a junior trader's pubic hair alight with a match

and creme De menthe, tasty!

Running across ascot racecourse on ladies day in 1988.

There's a complaint that he touched up a woman

at the henley regatta.

And, in early 1988,

he got a suspended sentence

for stabbing a broker in the cheek

with a fork at the hurlingham club.

Must have been hungry.

And then he rapes a stripper

- at his boss's birthday party. - [Phone rings]

So, it wouldn't have been much of a stretch

to move up to murder.

Did he manage to stay on the straight and narrow since?

If we're saying property development isn't a crime.

So, Charlie and bison are rival traders.

Charlie hears that bison has raped Gill in his name.

So, he confronts bison in the toilets.

Walt breaks it up.

So then bison comes round to the office for round two

and pushes Charlie off the roof.

Works for me.

Let's bring him in first thing tomorrow.

And keep up the good work,

you've made really good...

No, no, don't say that!

What? I was just gonna say you'd made good progress.

Ah [slaps]

Ted thinks it's bad luck to say that.

What?!

I get shot and turn my back for five minutes

and this place turns into a madhouse!

[Wheels rolling]

[Thuds]

[Ted clears throat]

That was partridge.

Bison's asked him to get the wolfpack together for a drink.

Tonight.

Why did he tell you that?

Well, we threatened to put the benefits office onto him.

Is it worth us going down there?

No, they'd know who you were.

You'd stick out like a sore thumb.

Hello, love.

Yeah, I'm gonna be a bit late tonight.

No, I'm gonna have a drink with the team.

I'll give you a call when I'm on my way, love you.

[Taxi driver] Where to, mate?

You ever heard of stars in their eyes, partridge?

Well, tonight Matthew,

I'm gonna be an old mate of yours from the wolfpack.

- [Indistinct chatter] - [Upbeat music]

To Maggie!

[All] Oi-oi!

[Indistinct chatter]

- Oi-oi! - [All] Oi-oi!

This is headcase.

He went to marbella in 1999.

Oi-oi!

Leader! Leader! Leader!

Let's get out now.

You're gonna get eaten alive.

[Indistinct chatter]

- All right? - Ha, ha!

Hey! Who's this?

Headcase, I worked in the booth in the late '80s.

Legged it to marbella.

I don't remember you.

Course you don't.

You were the big man on the floor,

I was the little man on the booths answering the phones.

And you were knee-deep in substances at the time.

Which I'm sure the ladies at ascot would testify to.

If you worked in the booth,

you must have had the initiation.

Oh, yes.

Still got a bald patch down there to prove it.

Tingles when I smell peppermint.

Do you wanna have a look?

[All laugh]

Okay, son.

How about a drink for the leader and one for yourself?

Pineapple!

A futures trader never goes to the bar.

You remember the hand signals?

Ask for two pints of lager.

Of course.

[Indistinct chatter]

[Crowd cheers]

So, how about another one?

With a packet of worcester sauce flavoured crisps?

Eh?

Only kidding.

[All laugh]

You, my friend, are in!

- [Crowd cheers] - [Crowd sings]

You won't join in with the party?

You don't get it, do you?

These guys are like my family.

[Mathew laughs]

You know what?

I'm counting to three and then I'm telling bison.

One...

All right? Ha, ha!

Two...

[Man grumbles]

[Men sing]

[Man grumbles]

Come on my little hearties!

- Yes! - [Laughs]

Yeah, they were great days.

Course, when I was there,

it was just you and pickaxe fighting it out to be top dog.

Poor sod...

Wish I hadn't pushed him.

Not off the building, mentally.

I had to get in his head to beat him.

Course, Walt's party.

And the stripper! That was genius!

Worked out better than I planned, that one.

I hired this stripper to needle him about his Chinese nurse.

But then my stripper comes on.

Pickaxe gives me an earful...

Storms out.

And she was a very good-looking girl, that stripper.

What a waste!

I had her.

She was up for it?

With an ugly bastard like you?

She didn't have to be up for it.

Ain't my fault if she didn't know what she signed up for!

Oi-oi!

Bison!

That man there is a copper!

[Crowd amazes]

Er, ex-copper, actually.

Keep a cool head.

- [Punch thuds] - [Crowd sighs]

[Crowd cheers]

You got him, bison!

No, not Maggie!

Not Maggie!

- [Crowd cheers] - [Glass breaks]

Thank you.

- Morning. - Good morning.

From now I'd like to be known as mochaccino Miller.

Doughnut, Ted?

Ted stopped off for a drink with the wolfpack last night.

Without backup?

I figured it would be easier

to get bison to talk,

if he thought I was one of them.

But I'm responsible for making sure

you're properly equipped.

Otherwise I'm violating your human rights.

It's in the book I'm reading.

He certainly violated my human rights when he walloped me!

But he coughed to the rape.

So, I reckon he's our man.

Your confession of rape to my colleague last night

was just banter?

Yes, it was the drink talking, I was pissed.

So was your colleague.

What do you know about the murder of Charlie Hayes?

Why would I kill pickaxe?

I liked him, he was a good trader.

Till the Chinese nurse

got him thinking about people.

You didn't like her, though, did you?

He was a wolf!

He should have been thinking about money!

And when I got the blue jacket,

I'd have had him back on the team.

The blue jacket?

Walt's blue jacket.

That was the prize for winning the contest.

So, tell me, why would I kill him?

It can often be hard to establish

a clear motive for murder.

In your case, we've got two.

Charlie was a rival for Walt's job.

And you'd already raped a woman using Charlie's name.

What happened when Charlie attacked you at the exchange?

Did he threaten to call the police?

Is that why you followed him

back to the office and killed him?

I didn't go back to the building that night.

You can check with that bird in the office.

They called her Anita or something.

We've spoken to all the staff.

Those that are still alive.

[Suspenseful music]

You wanna know where I was

when pickaxe got murdered.

He was gonna go to the police.

So, I promised him i'd bung the girl a few grand.

I was delivering the money to her in leytonstone.

And why would you bung her a few grand?

I was young and stupid,

and drunk.

Are you saying that the sex you had

wasn't altogether consensual?

Yes.

Kevin dodds, I am arresting you

for the rape of Gillian Dixon,

on the 1st of June 1989.

[Suspenseful music]

Don't worry, you're telling us now.

You've done absolutely brilliantly, Gill, thank you.

Gill Dixon confirms she met bison

at 7pm in leytonstone on the 5th of June, 1989.

He paid her five grand.

Been better if she'd told us that earlier.

Anyway, the rape unit are confident

they're gonna get a conviction.

But of course, that means that bison

couldn't have killed Charlie.

He reckons he was caught up with maddie

in some sort of a battle for Charlie's soul.

Did you ever think of trading futures yourself?

No chance, it's a mug's game.

Did you move that?

What?

Well, the... thing.

Of course not.

Wasn't it...?

According to the pm report,

when Charlie fell, he was wearing a blue jacket.

The blue jacket was the prize

for winning your traders contest?

Yes.

So, how come Charlie was wearing it the day he died?

I'd just given it to him.

He was going to take over from me.

But he'd lost half a million dollars.

We didn't know about it then.

We thought he was making money.

Go on.

He'd started to make losses.

So he opened another account

and put all his losing trades in there.

So Charlie was a rogue trader?

Effectively, yes.

Why didn't you tell the inquest?

Our infrastructure was a mess.

We might have been closed down.

And what good would it have done?

Everybody was saying that he'd killed himself.

Your infrastructure was a mess, how?

How?! [Laughs] It was the '80s!

This was pre-leeson.

All the traders' money was in one big pot.

And as long as there was enough in the pot to cover losses,

the party went on.

We were just very fortunate that Charlie's estate,

were able to pay for his losses.

Yeah, you were.

Everyone keeps telling us what a great trader Charlie was.

And yet he lost all this money,

he died because of it.

But there are no records of the trades he made

that got him into this mess.

No checks, no balances.

No, not any more.

That's convenient.

Charlie got distracted.

His oriental lady.

Yeah, let's all blame maddie.

There must be someone we can talk to.

Who paid the money out?

Who kept the books?

Do you know, honestly I just can't remember.

We hired people because they were cheap.

I do remember we employed a lot of antipodeans back then.

Maybe one of them was called Anita?

No, that doesn't ring any bells.

So who is Anita?

I thought bison had made her up?

No, bison mentioned her when he needed an alibi.

But Walt was definitely lying

when he said he didn't know her.

But there are no records

of any Anita on the staff lists, so...

I went out with a futures trader once.

Steve, can I borrow your computer?

Yeah sure.

So, tell us about these losses, Dan.

Well, Charlie wanted to look successful,

but he was losing money.

So he created a secret account

and he put all the losses in there.

What, like keeping your bank balance in credit

by going overdrawn on a secret credit card?

Exactly, when the two accounts were reconciled,

there was a huge debt,

and Charlie's estate had to pay that debt.

His wife lost the house, everything.

So, I'm gonna get in touch with the stock exchange

to see if they've got any records.

Anita Harris,

I used to watch her on worzel gummidge.

You're not saying Anita Harris

worked on the trading floor.

No, we're saying these futures guys

had nicknames for each other.

And that's what my futures trader used to call me.

It's cockney rhyming.

Anita Harris, nice...

Course... how did I miss that?

What, arse? It doesn't even rhyme.

It's double rhyming slang.

Aris is short for Aristotle,

Aristotle rhymes with bottle,

bottle is short for bottle and glass,

and bottle and glass is your arse.

Got it, braveheart?

No, no... it can't be...

He didn't invent it, Steve!

And before you get to thinking you're so clever,

it was una stubbs in worzel gummidge, not Anita Harris!

I've got to check on something.

[Upbeat music]

Hi, your account's all set up.

Look, er... I need a refund.

Why?

I just need to get this money back.

I'll tell you why later.

You must have some kind of cooling off period.

We don't do refunds.

But you are gonna be rich!

Let me come back to that.

When you were on the futures floor,

you said you didn't wanna be judged

by the "contours of your behind"?

Yes, so, what's changed?

Why do you want your money back?

You tell me... Anita.

So, the stock exchange came through...

Yeah.

And then I went to Goldman for some help.

Now this is the market Charlie was trading.

And these crosses are the trades.

Things had been moving his way for weeks.

The massacre at tiananmen square made him a fortune.

Info he wouldn't have wanted to share with maddie.

So, what about the other account?

What was he losing on?

Well, that's the thing.

I'm not sure he was.

One thing does worry me,

Charlie said to maddie,

"everything's going to work out fine in tiananmen square."

Well, what do you do

if your partner's upset about something?

Reflective listening.

It's a counselling technique.

It helps her process the information

and autonomously attain an understanding of the issue.

Okay, what would a normal human being do?

Just say everything's all right, wouldn't he?

[Door opens]

"Anita" is in the interview room.

Anita?

[Paper rustles]

You couldn't hack it on the floor.

I wasn't given a chance.

So you ended up looking after the trading accounts.

If Charlie was making heavy losses,

you must have known about them.

When Walt took me off trading,

I lost interest.

Well, this is Charlie trading from the floor.

But the trades on the secret account came from the office.

Well, he couldn't have been in two places at once.

I don't think these are Charlie's accounts.

Oh! Were you invited to Walt's birthday party

on the 1st of June?

Of course not, it was disgusting.

Oh!

Well, this trade was timed during the party.

Everyone authorised to trade was there, except you.

It must be a mistake.

No, there's no mistake.

This is your account.

They wouldn't let you trade on the floor.

So you were trying to prove them wrong.

And I would have done.

But it was that crazy week, tiananmen square.

You had no money,

so you were using the traders' fund to cover your losses.

Except there was nothing left in the pot, was there?

Charlie's money was the only thing

keeping that company afloat.

And if he withdrew his cash,

that was you found out, and the end of wlf.

No, your only way out was to kill Charlie

and put your losses on him.

No, it wasn't like that!

So what was it like, Cindy?

Charlie was being weird.

But he'd won the competition.

He'd won the blue jacket.

Walt asked him to put it on.

But he wasn't celebrating.

He was in a really strange mood.

So, Walt asked me to get him a drink and cheer him up.

Go on...

When I found him,

he was watching the massacre on the television.

He said this was how he made his money,

out of killing children.

Suddenly he wanted to close his account...

But there was no way that could happen.

It would have brought wlf down.

I panicked,

I went and told Walt what I'd done.

I told him Charlie had lost it.

He was gonna walk.

What did Walt do?

He told me to go home.

[Ted] What happened next?

Walt called later.

He said Charlie had jumped before he could stop him.

He told me to switch accounts,

so that Charlie's estate would cover my losses.

He said it had to be business as usual,

otherwise he'd make sure I went to prison.

What, in your heart of hearts,

do you think happened on that roof, Cindy?

The inquest said it was suicide.

Based on your evidence.

To survive in this industry,

you can't dwell on things.

You need to think of the future.

[Paper rustles]

You've got to come with me, Walt.

You're not even a police officer.

You can't arrest me.

I bet that private jet of yours is all cleared

and ready for takeoff.

Come on, we need to have a proper conversation.

[Walt sighs]

[Footsteps]

[Bag thuds]

There's more money

than you ever dreamed of in that rucksack.

[Dramatic music]

[Footsteps]

[Suspenseful music]

This is not really a rucksack...

It's more of a holdall.

This could make you a player, a real player.

Instead of a guy,

who's seen better days in a cheap jacket.

So, here's what's gonna happen.

I'm gonna turn around...

And I'm gonna count to five...

And when I turn back,

you and this whatever you wanna call it,

are not going to be here.

Are you ready?

One...

Two...

Three...

Four...

[Electronic beep]

.. Five.

Prick.

- [Door opens] - [Footsteps]

[Bag thuds]

[Suspenseful music]

This is not a cheap jacket...

And this is not a rucksack.

What else have you got wrong, Walt?

[Suspenseful music]

Dan?

Yes.

How did this get here?

Oh, don't worry about that.

Listen, I have something I need to say.

Well, you must know how I feel about you by now.

I just wanted to say,

I have missed you so much.

Oh, Dan, I'm really flattered,

but the thing is...

I wasn't talking to you.

No, no, I'm so sorry.

I don't miss you.

I mean, I did miss you...

No, Fiona, I'm talking to Sasha...

I do miss you. I just said I...

No, you see, I'm trying to talk to two people at once...

That's it!

- [Suspenseful music] - [Footsteps]

Fiona?

Hi, it's Sasha...

[Voiceover] 'You were right all along.

'I should have been by your side.

'I'm out! I'm out! By your side.'

got you.

You're saying at no stage

were you out on that roof with Charlie Hayes.

That this could not possibly be you.

I never went on the roof.

I was in my office when I heard he'd jumped.

Did you know that, while he was up there,

he left an answerphone message to his girlfriend?

[Charlie's voice] 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I love you.

You were right all along.

'I should have been by your side.'

what's this got to do with me?

Well, we couldn't make sense of the rest of the message.

[Charlie's voice] 'I'm out! Finished!

I'm not gonna change my mind.'

that bit was to you.

And in between, it just sounds like interference...

But if we amplify the volume...

And filter out the noise of the aircraft...

[Walt's voice] 'Hello, Charlie.'

'Hello, Charlie... hello, Charlie...'

that's you.

I didn't push him.

I just went out there to ask him to stay.

Could you stand on this chair, for me, please?

It's fine, please...

[Footsteps]

So, how did it go?

You'd just given him your blue jacket...

And he wants to pull the plug

on everything you've worked for.

So, you tell him Cindy's got you in a bit of a jam

and you want him to help you.

Just the way you helped him when he was nothing.

Christ! Where would he be without you?

Come on, Charlie!

This ain't you!

Give us a year, six months.

Leave your money where it is!

Let's do great things together!

I'm saying nothing.

As is your right.

What was Charlie saying, eh?

He was spouting all that stuff,

the Chinese nurse had put in his head.

Tiananmen square, eh?

All those people dead.

Market full of devils.

Charlie, though, had made his mind up!

There's nothing you can do to change Charlie's mind.

Come on, Walt.

You're the boss, eh?

He's facing you.

He's giving you all this stuff.

The city's behind him.

It's yours for the taking!

He's got his phone in one hand, that's it, yeah!

He's asking you to drink his champagne.

Did he tell you he was gonna be a dad?

He did, didn't he?

Worst day of your life

and this numpty wants you to drink champagne,

because he's got some Chinese nurse up the duff.

He's about to piss his career away and yours, for that?

Hmm! Did you tell him you need a bit of space?

Like you did with Cindy?

Or did you take the bottle off him, have a swig, eh?

Just to shut him up.

You did, didn't you?

Please...

Yeah, I bet he was smiling.

Yeah, I bet he had a big

stupid grin on his face.

And all he wanted was a hug.

He's getting very close to you.

Please... stop this.

"Oh, Walt, we've been through so much together, Walt.

"Come live with me.

Live in my nomadic tent...

"I love you, Walt.

"No hard feelings, Walt."

[Screams]

Cor! [Ted grumbles]

So, you pushed him...?

Yes.

Are you saying you killed Charlie Hayes?

We were friends.

We were all friends when we started out.

The money...

The money...

- [Door opens] - [Footsteps]

Ted.

We're a man down.

And the boys think really highly of you,

why don't you stay?

Well I'd love to, but I can't, I'm on a promise.

Who to, cirque De soleil?

No, a little orange camper Van and the open road.

But thanks for the offer.

[Soft music]

Pat... about this trip.

The team I'm working with,

they reckon they're gonna be lost without me.

A 2,000 quid expenses bill!

I mean you've got to be kidding.

I financed that undercover sting

on Cindy out of my own pocket!

- It cracked the case... - [Paper rustles]

- Don't be ridiculous! - [Glass shutters]

Um, Ted...

Ted...

I'm so sorry.

That was a complete accident.

My dad's spirit.

Is there anything we can do, Ted?

I suppose we could ask his pardon, so he can pass on...

We don't want his restless soul haunting us, do we?

Look, let's just link hands and form a circle.

You've got to be kidding?

If this is what Ted needs,

this is what we do...

Repeat after me,

perdoname, papa.

Your father was Spanish?

The figure is Mexican, Spanish-speaking.

Let's just get it over with.

What was it?

Perdon...

[All] Perdoname, papa.

Just keep looking at the figure.

[All] Perdoname papa.

Yes, I'm feeling his love.

I'm feeling his love!

Yes, yes, he's forgiven us!

Oh, good.

Yeah, and well, while you're all here...

I'd just like to say I've persuaded pat to hold off

on the camper Van trip,

so, if the job's still open, I'd like to say yes.

That's fantastic news.

Ted, congratulations!

Welcome to the team.

Welcome.

- That's terrific news. - That's great.

Cheers, so, a little celebration, I suppose.

[Objects rustle]

What's that?

My dad's spirit, Tequila.

60% proof, fancy a shot?

[Ted laughs]

[All laugh]

You bastard!

[All laugh]

♪ It's all right, it's okay ♪

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

♪ it's all right, 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, it's okay ♪

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