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If you want to talk, Arnott,
call me into AC-12.

Why go to all that bother when
I'm only after a minor detail,

the reason you took over
a hit and run.

Gates was with
a woman in the cafe.

FLEMlNG: You think
she's his girlfriend?

Well, she doesn't
appear in his statement.

FLEMlNG: She came to
the station, they talked.

Something felt odd.

Inspector Tony Gates,

do you know him?

I met him briefly
at the police station.

ARNOTT: That's the extent
of your relationship?

HASTlNGS: The coroner's
set the date

to reopen the inquest
in the Karim Ali shooting.

You're going to be
asked to testify.

The firearms officers

are saying you sent them
to the wrong flat.

I am the senior
investigating officer

on a double murder.

That is proper policing, son!

MORTON: Tony gave me
back the motivation.

He's a good man.

You remember that.

-Arnott's on to you.
-I don't know how!

The hairdressers, Jackie.

You might as well have hung up
a sign saying,

"Launder your drug money here!"

No, please don't do this.

Hey, this is happening,
Jackie.

FLEMlNG: I think Dot and Morton
are covering for Gates.

He's got to be at
Jackie's right now.

-Get over there.
-I'm on my way.

-I'm a police--
-No!

Agh!

[Groaning]

[Siren wails]

[Horn honks]

[Tires squeal]

Gotcha.

All right, son.

Calm down.

What's going on?

I've checked all
of the ground floor.

I got here a few minutes ago
to arrest her.

Front door was open and...

there's blood everywhere.

We should look upstairs.

What are you
waiting for, Arnott?

She's not up here --
there'd be a blood trail.

[Telephone buzzes]

GATES: My team.

[Buzzer]

Well?

What?

Did you want to check
the bedrooms or not?

Yeah.

You should check
the rest of these.

I'm going to have
a look around the back.

COTTAN: Everything okay, sir?

GATES: Yeah.

Round the back,
quick as you can,

see if you can find her.

Right, boss.

ARNOTT: Gates?

Where is she?

I know as much as you do.

This was a kidnapping
or a robbery,

a meeting, whatever,
it went tits-up.

We're going to start
the door-to-door

and get the dogs out.

No.

You don't get to lead
this investigation.

You don't tell me what I can
and I can't investigate,

all right, son?!

COTTAN: No sign of
her outside, Tone.

GATES: All right.

Get door-stepping, Dot.

Nige, lock off the house
and set up a cordon.

[Zipper unzips]

[Urinating]

[Mobile rings]

DS Cottan.

No, where are you?

No, you're breaking up.

Can I help you, DS Arnott?

No, I think I can manage,
thank you, DC Fleming.

Do this now, please.

Dabs and DNA.

MAN: Yes, sir.

Oi, this is my
crime scene, not yours.

Log him out, Deepak,

and don't let him back in.

Please.

Sorry, sir.

So tell us, Steve,
what have you got?

Jackie Laverty went
missing this morning.

Missing?

She was attacked in her home,

and now there's
no sign of her.

She wasn't just hiding
a hit and run.

I've got a strong reason
to believe

she was involved
in money laundering.

What, do you think you can
connect Gates with all this?

Call him in
for interview, sir --

before he has time to work
out his story.

I need one hour.

Good morning, Rita.

Morning.

I need to talk to you about

a hit and run investigation
that was taken over

by DCl Gates.

You're AC-1 2,
aren't you?

Yeah.

See, um...

my union protects
civilian support staff

from talking to you

in case it causes undue stress
and anxiety.

Sorry.

Well, I could always arrest you

for perverting
the course of justice.

Take a seat.

When exactly did DCl Gates
take over the case?

When the...

information came through
from County ClD.

What information?

From Missing Persons...

about Mr. Patel.

The victim?

When DCl Gates heard
that Mr. Patel

had been Jackie Laverty's
accountant,

that's when he
took over the...

case.

AC-1 2 interview.

Present --
Superintendent Hastings,

DS Arnott, DCl Gates,

the Police Federation
representative DCl Alice Prior.

May l, sir?

Perhaps we could postpone
this interview?

DCl Gates has only

just learned that
a personal acquaintance

is missing, presumed dead.

He's calling her
an acquaintance now?

Let's do this.

HASTlNGS: As it happens,
DS Arnott's point

was a good place to start.

DCl Gates,

how would you describe
your relationship

with Jacqueline Laverty?

Jackie and I knew each other
20 years ago.

She was Jackie O'Connor
back then

and we were engaged,

but she broke it off to marry
a businessman

called Andrew Laverty

and we lost touch.

We were reacquainted
some five months ago.

She told me
about her property business

and that she was
after a head of security.

She wondered
if I might recommend

some recently retired officers,

and I made the mistake
of giving her my card.

Mistake?

Yeah, she called me
the next day.

And the day after, and the day
after, and the day after.

She wasn't interested
in ex-officers.

Jackie was recently divorced
from Andrew Laverty,

and she made no bones about
wanting to pursue

a sexual relationship
with me.

And how did you respond?

I told her that I was now
a happily married man

with two young daughters.

She wouldn't take
no for an answer.

And over the course
of the next few months,

Jackie Laverty
became my stalker.

And did you report this?

No, sir.

Why not, DCl Gates?

Because she's a good-looking
woman, sir.

And we had a past.

And there's no smoke
without fire, is there?

So...

can you tell me how
you became involved

in the hit and run incident
that Ms. Laverty reported?

Well, actually, sir,
initially,

it was reported as
a stolen vehicle.

It was only afterwards
that the vehicle

was linked
to the hit and run.

Are you aware the victim
of the hit and run

was Jackie Laverty's
accountant?

PRlOR: DCl Gates is entitled
to be questioned

by an officer at least
one rank superior.

HASTlNGS: Are you aware

that the victim of
the hit and run was

Jackie Laverty's accountant?

Yes, sir.

When did you act on it?

HASTlNGS: And when did you
act on it?

What is this,
Keith Harris and Orville?

It's all right, Alice.

Let them fire away.

As soon as I became aware
of that information,

I acted on it.

So straightaway?

Not straightaway?

I was concerned about Jackie's
manipulative behavior.

But once I set that aside,
I acted properly

by attempting to arrest
her for manslaughter.

She had a large house,

Iuxury cars,
expensive offices.

Didn't you ever wonder where
the money was coming from?

She appeared to be
a successful businesswoman,

and she received a substantial
settlement in her divorce.

You had no inkling at all

that there might be some
financial irregularity?

Absolutely none at all, sir.

ARNOTT: DCl Gates,

how did you come
by the information

that Jackie had killed
her accountant?

This is the critical piece of
evidence against your stalker.

Surely you remember

exactly how you found out.

PRlOR: DCl Gates
was not prepared

for this line of questions.

I request them in writing

with the statutory
10 days to respond.

Rita Bennett informed me --

the civvy support.

I took a statement from Rita
prior to this interview.

I wonder if her recollection

matches yours.

DCl Gates?

The information
came in from County ClD

regarding the identity
of the victim.

That was three days
after Ms. Laverty

informed me about
her stolen car.

You should have a copy
of that statement.

Yeah, I'll see to that,
Alice, yeah.

The information
you've just given...

why isn't it
in the computer file?

-Why --
-Your answers match

what Rita said and what she
claims she entered in the file,

but it's not there.

Why not?

She must be mistaken.

You deleted it.

PRlOR: Stop right there.

We're all aware of
l.T. problems

as a day-to-day reality.

Have you any proof
that this file was deleted?

We could impound
the hard drive.

The database can be accessed

by any computer
from the mainframe.

Do you intend to impound
them all, DS Arnott --

send the whole station
back to bikes and whistles?

DCl Gates's relationship
with Jackie Laverty

clearly affected his handling
of the hit and run.

It's inappropriate for him

to remain S.I.O.
on her disappearance.

I was not the problem.
She was.

I went to arrest her.

PRlOR: It's something that you
should put

to Tony's superior officer.

HASTlNGS: Well, I certainly
will, Alice...

if he'll deign to respond.

Can we go, please?

DCl Gates,
I have mobile phone records

relating to your account
and Jackie Laverty's account.

HASTlNGS: Sit down, please.

DCl Gates...

sit down.

These came over
this morning, Alice.

You'll see last week's authority
for the release of phone data.

The most recent records

are consistent with
your testimony, DCl Gates --

calls and texts from
Ms. Laverty

directed to your phone,

none of the calls
answered by you --

one-way traffic.

Go back a little further,

and you're calling her.

T exting her.

Would you like me
to read an example

of one of the text messages

sent by you to Ms. Laverty
last month?

DCl Gates?

No.

HASTlNGS: So...

can you tell us

your true relationship...

with Jacqueline Laverty,
please?

We had a one-night stand,
for old times' sake.

I wanted to end it,
but she used it against me.

Sir...

I was protecting
my family.

HASTlNGS: Well, I think it's
fair enough to say

that we have grounds to remove
you from the case, DCl Gates.

Fine, sir.

HASTlNGS: Fine.
Thank you, DCl Gates.

-Where were you last night?
-Hold your horses.

It's a simple question.

You don't have to respond,
DCl Gates,

if it's too short notice
to come up with an alibi.

Let's leave it there, Tony.

I went home very late.

I didn't want
to wake my wife,

so I slept in the spare room,

but I couldn't sleep
for worrying about

the case against Jackie.

So that's when I decided
to go and arrest her.

-Witnesses?
-As I said,

I was careful not
to wake my wife.

So you didn't spend the night
with Jackie Laverty?

No, I did not.

Why didn't you call for backup?

Backup, when?

When you arrived,

alone, and found evidence
of extreme violence.

Well, I knew that my team
were en route.

And when you turned up,

I assumed between
the two of us,

we were up to the task.

I had to climb over the gate.

How did you get in?

How...

Did you climb over the gate?

No, l, um...

Your car was parked
on the drive.

Either you climbed over the gate

with it tucked under your arm,

or Jackie Laverty
let you in.

I opened the gate.

What's the code?

Tell me the code!

It'll be on Jackie's
contact information.

There.

2366.

I think we should
call it a day there.

Yeah, I think so, too, yeah.

PRlOR: Sir, I sincerely hope
you don't consider

you have enough grounds
to press for suspension.

DCl Gates has been
extraordinarily cooperative --

ARNOTT: The last number
on Jackie's account.

A mobile phone she called
last night...

07900024731.

Who did she call?

I got no idea.

You weren't present
when she made that call?

-No.
-That's enough, Steve.

PRlOR: Sir, DCl Gates

has no criminal case to --

Forensic scene investigators
are currently harvesting

DNA and fibers from the house.

Yeah, and they are likely
to find some of mine

you know,
from a previous visit,

because I'm not denying
I wasn't ever there.

And, of course, I was there
this morning...

with you.

HASTlNGS: lnterview terminated.

No suspension.

Thank you, sir.

[Door opens]

[Grunts]

Tony?

COTTAN: Yeah, but you know AC
are all over it.

COTTAN: Yeah, but you know AC
are all over it.

MORTON: AC are all over
everything at the moment.

Look, I've let you down.

I had a relationship

that's compromised me
professionally.

But none of it, really,
none of it

reflects on any of you.

In fact, it makes your loyalty
all the more humbling.

But a woman's missing,

almost certainly deceased.

And Chief Superintendent Hilton
is in the process

of appointing another officer
to lead that investigation.

And we will render that officer
every assistance, okay?

Hi.
DS Arnott.

I called this morning.

The glass found at the scene
is teeming with evidence.

It's very moist.

We sampled saliva
from around the rim,

and we got two high-quality
fingerprints

from the side.

The prints appear to be
from the same person.

Initial assessment
is they match

the control prints
from the house.

-They're Jackie's?
-Yeah.

What about the whiskey bottle?

Sorry...

[Blows nose]

No, nothing.

Just Jackie's prints again,
you mean?

No, I mean nothing.

It's been wiped down.

Thank you.

I'll be back
for the DNA reports.

GATES: From now,
our focus shifts completely

to the double murder
on Greek Lane

and the killing of
Wesley Duke, so --

JANSON: Excuse me.

You better come quick, sir.

Can't keep his nose out,
can he, eh?

GATES: Hey, DS Arnott --

kindly desist.

I want this car impounded
as evidence.

I want it cordoned off,
and I want him

kept away from it!

Then get yourself a warrant.

[Car alarm blares]

[Laughter]

[Alarm stops]

MORTON: What are you
looking for --

Shergar?

[Laughter]

You wiped down
the whiskey bottle,

but I know there's a glass
missing from the crime scene.

He took it 'cause it's the only
thing that proves he was there.

[Car door opens]

COTTAN: Oh, now you're
screwed, Tone.

He's on to your
George Michael CDs.

[Laughter]

We done?

[Alarm chirps]

MAN: Find anything, Sherlock?

MAN 2: You're wasting
your time, mate.

A thorough search
of the property

revealed no clues to
Jackie Laverty's whereabouts.

We did a ring-around of
local hospitals.

No one matching her description
has been admitted.

We established a track

on her mobile phone --
nothing.

It's been switched off
all day.

That's as far as we got

when Gates was brought
off the case.

He fought tooth and nail
to keep it.

He knows what the forensics
are going to sound like

in front of a jury
when the body's found.

Whoever killed Jackie
did it quickly

and moved the body
without leaving a trace.

It sounds like
a professional job.

Maybe she won't be found.

That whiskey glass is
the only physical evidence

that can place Gates
at the crime scene.

What?

[Sighs]

The search on Gates's car --

it came over as desperate.

He's the one
who's desperate.

I push him from the outside,

you push from the inside.

He'll crack.

Make him lead us to
that whiskey glass, Kate.

COTTAN: Forensics never found
anyone's DNA --

except the two victims'.

Professional crew then,
gloves -- the works.

MORTON: The search never found
any sacks

of drugs stashed under
the floorboards,

but there was residue.

Very pure crack cocaine.

Well, maybe they weren't
just muscling in

on somebody else's territory.

They were out-trading
on quality.

I want to get over
to the alleyway,

I want to familiarize myself
with Wesley's murder.

Do you mind
if I tag along, sir?

[Phone buzzing]

Just give me a minute.

DCl Gates.

Well, what do forensics say?

COTTAN: Jesus bloody Christ,

we could all go down
the pan with him.

Hey, he stood by you.

Don't make out he's some
kind of saint.

We all tick a box for Tony
in front of the top brass.

Yeah, and we all know
which box you tick.

Screw you, Nige.

Wondering if you backed
the wrong horse, are you, Dot?

FLEMlNG: Whoever committed
the murders at Greek Lane

knows we're after them.

They couldn't have been
more blatant

in showing they're behind
this one, too.

So you think this
was a warning?

Well, maybe they're taunting us.

A double murder behind closed
doors is one thing.

This is a triple now,

and they hung Wesley
up there for everyone to see.

[Phone beeping]

Sir, we've got CCTV
in for Greek Lane.

There wasn't any CCTV
on the street.

Footage from nearby
traffic cams.

Get back to the station
and go through it, please.

Yes, sir.

Sir,

who's taking over
the Jackie Laverty case?

Dl lan Buckells.

Why?

Well, the whole station
heard Arnott accuse you

of being with Jackie Laverty
last night.

Arnott's got
nothing on me.

That's not what I meant, sir.

You've lost someone close.

I'm here,
if you need to talk.

T ony?

Hey, darling,
I'm really sorry about --

I'm just glad you're okay.

One of your team's been telling
me about last night.

Hello, sir.

Actually, Mrs. Gates,

I'm not on your husband's team.

I'm in another department
that's taken an interest

in last night's events.

Where are the girls?

They're at clubs.

This is work, darling.

Come on, Sammy.

Go on.

GATES: Thanks.

Get out.

Mrs. G. was relieved to hear

you were working last night.

I wondered if you'd dropped in
for a nap in the spare room,

Iike you stated
in your interview.

She explained the bed
hadn't been slept in.

Seems there's very strong
circumstantial evidence

telling me your
statement is false.

Circumstantial evidence --

that's the best you've got?

I know you wiped down
the whiskey bottle

and removed the glass.

That glass is hard
physical evidence

you're an accessory
to the crime.

But it's evidence
you don't have.

I'll find it.

You've got this one chance
to call your solicitor.

Come to the station
and change your statement,

before it's too late.

I'm not going to do your job
for you, Arnott.

If you want to take me down,

you're going to have to
do it yourself.

Now get the fuck out
of my house!

When you're in a hole,
stop digging --

for your wife's sake,

for your daughters'.

Get out.

Nice house.

Shame.

Have a good day, sir.

Thank you again,
Mrs. Gates.

What the hell
were you up to last night?

I'm handling a triple murder.

He's AC-1 2.

It's, um, Anti-Corruption.

Anti-Corruption?

Oh, my God, T ony!

They've got nothing,
which is why he's so desperate.

He's got something on you,
though, hasn't he?

No, really nothing.

Why's he round our house?

Because he's a prick,
darling.

What are you going to do?

I'm going to sort it.

Can you?

I can, and I will.

I promise.

Jools?

How dare you!

No one can ever come
between me and my husband.

You keep away from this family.

Hey.

FLEMlNG: I've developed
a rough timeline

FLEMlNG: I've developed
a rough timeline

of the night of
the Greek Lane murders.

Four hours before the murder.

That's the unmarked car
carrying Dot and Deepak.

They went straight
into position on Greek Lane.

Skip on two hours.

A Subaru is heading
from Moss Heath

to Kingsgate.

1 0 minutes later,

the same Subaru
takes the same route.

1 0 minutes later --

same again.

He's driving circuits.

While each circuit would allow
him to swing by

-the Borogrove Estate.
-Where the lads are parked.

I'll skip on two hours.

That's Dot and Deepak
leaving the area.

Five minutes later,

here comes the Subaru,

round the junction again.

No more circuits.

In fact,
we don't see it again.

And what have we got
on the vehicle?

Registration belongs to
an identical make and model.

They've cloned the plates.

They harvest the cars
for the jobs

and then dump them.

Let's get Patrol

to be on the lookout for
all vehicles with cloned plates.

Yeah, I've already
done it, sir.

[Chuckles]

That's a good job, Kate.

I want everybody in on time
tomorrow, please.

Yeah.

[Sighs]

[Moaning]

[Woman screams]

You dirty bastards!

Thanks, wanker!

Oi!

[Knock on door]

MAN: Mrs. Pilkington!

Ryan?

It's the police!

[Rock music playing]

Keely!

Mrs. Pilkington,
it's PC Bannerjee from

Kingsgate station!

Ryan was meant to come in

to give a statement
this morning.

What this time?

We intervened in a street
altercation, Mrs. Pilkington.

Ryan alleges he was assaulted
by an elderly neighbor --

Mr. Alf Butterfield.

Can I come in,
please, Keely?

I checked at his school.

They said he hadn't been
in all week.

Keely, where's Ryan?

How should I know?

This is serious, Keely.

Ryan's failed to attend
for his interview.

What's it got to do with me?

Well, he needs to be
accompanied

by a responsible adult.

That's his social worker,
isn't it?

Well, if the little bugger's
not here,

there's no case to answer.

I'm sorry, Mr. Butterfield.

You've already generated
a crime number.

There's no room for maneuver.

PC Larkin means either you
accept the caution

or it goes to court.

LARKlN: Take the caution.

Home in time for
"Bargain Hunt."

Yeah, but that will mean you
have a criminal record

for a public order offense.

BUTTERFlELD: But...
Criminal record?

Well, he -- he's
the bloody criminal!

Fine.

Have it your own way.

Thank you.

There -- there was
a detective.

Now, she said she'd
take care of everything.

Yeah, I wrote down her name.

Ah, this is all her fault.

There...

There!

Fine, show him in.

Thank you.

Sorry, T ony, sorry,
worst possible timing.

I've got to dash.

I only need a minute, sir.

The interview with AC-1 2
puts us in a delicate position.

I thought it best to come clean.

That's admirable,
but really,

I'd rather let the dust settle

before we have
a definitive conference.

I'll have Sheila put something
in the diary for next week.

You weren't so shy
about standing by me

when the Chief Constable was

hanging a medal
around my neck, sir.

[Knock on door]

Yes!

Ah, ah, lan.

Tony, you know Dl Buckells
has taken over

-the Laverty disappearance?
-Yeah.

Any news?

We've got the dogs out, sir,

but there's no trace
of the body yet.

That's disappointing.

We're developing her
money laundering as a lead.

And?

Sir,

we've had a major breakthrough
on the triple murders.

-You have?
-Yes.

We shall have it cracked...

two, maybe three days.

I can take that to
the Chief Constable?

Absolutely, sir.

Well, that's excellent.

Well done, Tony.

We should --

Don't make any assumptions
about Jackie Laverty's fate.

She was facing
a manslaughter charge.

She could've faked
this whole thing.

Right...

She had the cash
and the connections

to get herself
out of the country.

Maybe her ex is involved.

Okay...

AC are talking crap
about that whiskey glass.

Don't make a tit out of yourself
chasing shadows.

I've seen too many ambitious
young Dls

Iooking up the ladder
without realizing

they've stepped on a big
slippery snake.

Do you know what I mean?

Good to see you.

Sir.

[Mobile buzzes]

Message from dispatch.

Patrol sighted a vehicle

with cloned plates
on Moss Heath Road.

Backup's ready to roll.

Okay.

Mobilize Tactical Ops,
full armor.

We'll do risk assessment
en route -- let's go!

-I'll call Dot.
-Let's go, let's go!

[Mobile rings]

Okay, mate.

Dot's meeting us there, boss.

MAN: TO-20 joining.
DCI Gates joining.

[Rapping on hood]

Stand down.

DC Fleming, stand down.

What?! We're on a job!

Do I have to arrest you?
Stand down, Kate.

Fleming's been restricted
to desk duties, sir.

Christ, sir,
do something!

I don't have time
for this now, Kate.

There's been activity
on Jackie Laverty's phone.

Get a triangulation
and phone it through.

[Siren wails]

What's going on with Kate?

Ain't got a scooby.

Something's
been bugging me, boss.

Arnott was totally convinced

you were with Jackie
the night she disappeared.

Only people who knew you weren't
answering your job phone

was me, Dot, and Kate.

[Mobile buzzes]

MAN: Target vehicle
not sighted.

DCl Gates' phone.

Nige, it's Kate.

MAN: Triangulation
will take some time,

but I can give you
the nearest base station.

DC Fleming, standing by.

Stand by for base station.

What the hell's
going on, Leah?

There's a complaint about you

from some old boy called
Alf Butterfield.

Oh, Christ!

-DC Fleming, come in.
-Fleming.

T-Mobile base station

93016, macrocell.

9301 6.

Corner of Goswell Road
and Spedmore Avenue.

Corner of Goswell Road
and Spedmore Avenue.

-Corner of --
-I heard.

MAN: Target vehicle sighted.

A black four-wheel drive.

DCl Gates to backup.

Continue as directed.

I'm going on another call.

MORTON: Boss,
what are you doing?

Jackie's alive, Nige.

Alexander Avenue.

100 meters southwest

of intersection with
Prince Charles Avenue.

Alexander Avenue.

1 00 meters.
Repeat, 1-0-0 meters.

Southwest of intersection

with Prince Charles Avenue.

MORTON: Got it.

Thanks, Kate.

[Siren wailing]

Next should be
Alexander Avenue.

Here it is -- Alexander.
Left, left, left, left!

MAN: In pursuit,

black four-wheel drive,

traveling southbound
on Prince Charles Avenue.

Target's turning,

he's turning!

We've lost him.

Not visual,
repeat, not visual.

GATES: Nige, get in,
we're going after them!

Health and safety.

This is not a designated
pursuit vehicle.

Whatever!

[Siren wailing]

Where?

Haven't a clue.

Get out on the road after them,

I'm going to guide
in the backup.

Tone?!

DCl Gates to backup.

I'm visual with
the target vehicle

heading north on
Prince Charles Avenue.

Tone! Tone!

Still visual --
north on Prince Charles.

MAN: Received.

Bloody hell, Tone!

Still visual.
North on Prince Charles,

-Still visual.
-Received.

DCI Gates?

Where's Jackie?

Is she still alive?

[Grunts]

GATES: No!

BOY: You dirty bastard.

[Laughter]

You little shit!

[Grunts]

[Mobile rings]

Yeah, Tommy?

He's here.

TOMMY: Jackie was working
for me.

Now you are,

unless you want
her body being found

with your dirty business
all over her

and your prints on the knife.

Keep the phone.

Don't call us --
we'll call you.

[Click]

You pig bastard!

You pig bastard!

Pig bastard!

Pig bastard!

ARNOTT: Any luck with the DNA
on the whiskey glass?

Well, we sampled one set
of DNA from the rim...

Don't tell me --
it matches Jackie's.

Well?

You said not to tell you.

Come here.

Thank you.

What's going on?

I'm chasing forensics

that place Gates
at Jackie's murder.

Have we got any?

-No.
-No.

But you've just made a spectacle
of yourself

by searching Gates's car
in front of the whole station.

Then you go and visit
the man's wife --

at his house.

I'm trying to
put pressure on him.

Play him at his own game.

Steve, are we expected
to ask officers

to behave professionally

if we can't behave
professionally ourselves?!

You're over the line here,
son --

you're way over
the line.

I'll tell you what --

you better come back
with a result out of this...

for all our sakes.

GATES: Now they know we've
l.D.ed the vehicle,

we can expect it to turn up

in a scrap yard
any time soon.

I've got to go
and tell Hilton.

You lot get home,

go and have something to eat.

Fancy a pint, boss?

Not tonight, matey.

What was that about
desk duties today?

Oh.
It's just some bollocks, sir.

It's been sorted.

All right.

I'll see you tomorrow.

Are you sure you're
all right, sir?

Yeah.

Doctor says I'm fine.

It's just you was out of contact
for over an hour.

What happened?

I was chasing around
like an idiot,

and I made a tit
out of myself.

And I'd quite like to drop it.

Well, maybe you need
that pint after all.

Ha.

I just want to help, sir.

I'll be honest with you, Kate,

I'm not sure that anybody can.

How are things at home,
sir?

[Chuckles]

Look, I'm no angel.

I've got involved
with the wrong bloke --

on the job and outside.

Everyone has to let off
a little bit of steam

now and then.

AC don't get it.

They're robots, them lot.

They don't get the difference
between a corrupt copper

and a decent one
who made a mistake.

I do.

Everyone knows there's
a piece of evidence

that AC's after.

That doesn't exist!

Well, what if it did?

Give me the chance
to prove myself to you, sir.

This is a conversation we
shouldn't be having, Fleming.

Well, if Arnott finds it,

that's your career over, sir,

a genuinely talented officer,
all for one silly mistake.

I'm not bent!

Okay, I'm not!

You know that, right?

Yeah.

Where is it, sir?

It's in a skip.

Who the bloody hell
do you think you are?

Easy, Tone, that's not
going to help, mate.

ARNOTT: See down the drain,
Gates?

Kind of appropriate.

Oh, you're really loving this,
ain't you, you bastard?

HASTlNGS: All right, everybody,
just calm yourselves.

What's happening?

AC got a tip-off about
the whiskey glass.

Anything?

No.

Sorry, what was that about
something going down the drain?

Would that be your
investigation?

-All right.
-You're all right.

GATES: You're a tit.

And you, Buckells.

FLEMlNG: I don't get it, sir.

I made up a story about
a phantom piece of evidence,

and I told you that
it was in a skip,

Nige I told it was in a ditch,

and Dot
that it was in a pond.

Deepak, he's the one
I told

it was in that drain.

I've been up all night,

weighing up my career against
helping you out.

No, Kate, that's not what l...

You bastard, sir.

Kate!

Kate!

ARNOTT: I was acting on
apparently reliable information.

HASTlNGS: We've had a contact
request from Colin Brackley.

He was the senior
fire officer --

Screw him.

I wouldn't burn my bridges
if I was you, son --

not now.

Let me buy you a drink.

I'm not staying.

Just say
what you came here to say.

The lads are all
getting twitchy.

We've all been suspended
from active duty,

and we've heard you're going
to accuse us of lying

to cover up breaking
into the wrong flat.

And you're saying
I screwed up the orders,

sent you in the wrong door?

This has got out of hand.

That's why I'm here.

It took guts for you lot
to go in there,

thinking he was a bomber.

All I know is,
we've all been asked to lie,

and I'm the only one
not going along with it.

We both know there was
a massive failure of intel.

The op was thrown together
without proper prep.

No one responsible
wants to cop for that.

That's why they're
laying it on us.

There's no us.

There is if we all tell
the same story.

And in return,

none of the lads
put any blame in my direction?

We're in this together,
Steve.

An innocent man is dead.

There's not a day goes by
I don't think about that.

I was the one who pulled
the trigger.

I'm sick with it, man.

I can't sleep at night.

I can't look any other
copper in the eye.

I'm...

bouncing my little boy
on my knee,

and I'm just...

bursting out crying
for no reason.

You feel it, too, don't you --

the guilt?

You knew the kill order
was suspect.

If you hadn't passed it on...

Let me get you
another drink.

Nothing's going
to bring him back.

So what good does it do

for us to be thrown
on the scrap heap?

Isn't it better?

Isn't it a better service

for us to put this
behind us

and be the cleanest,
most dedicated officers

on the job?

You've already figured
that out, haven't you?

That's why you joined
Anti-Corruption.

A half a pint, please.

You're finished!

You're over
the line here, son,

you're way over the line!

You take a shot at the king,

make sure
you kill him, son.

So you're going to take
all of us down with you,

are you, sir?

You arrogant wanker.

What do you want?

I'd like to speak
to DC Fleming,

if I may, sir?

How can I help, sir?

Yeah, you were involved
in the trace

on Jackie Laverty's phone.

Um, it's our best lead
on her possible whereabouts.

Okay.

It would be great
to get your --

You want to speak
to my team,

put in a request,
in writing, to me!

RlTA: Uh, excuse me, sir.

I've been meaning
to talk to you.

Um, all this
Anti-Corruption.

It's, uh, bad for me nerves.

I'm sorry to hear that, Rita.

I'll have to
go on the sick.

You'll be missed.

[Sighs]
I don't know.

In three months, my migraines
have got worse.

I'm sure my union will have
something to say about it.

I'm sorry, Ted, I know
you've been chasing me.

It occurred to me that
neutral ground

often makes for more
productive conversations.

It's always nice to get
out of the office, sir.

Frankly, I've been avoiding
this conversation.

I was beginning to feel
a wee bit

Iike the ginger stepchild,
there.

[Chuckles]

I spent two years
in AC myself.

I see this situation
from both sides.

If Gates had solved
the triple murder,

he could've shaken off
these allegations.

Now, he's a dead man walking.

So why keep digging?

Well, for proof, sir,

proof that Tony Gates
was at a murder scene.

There are only so many drains
you can look down

before AC-1 2 becomes
a laughing stock.

We've followed procedure
to the letter, sir.

I don't doubt it for a minute,

but Tony Gates is...

from the south.

I'm sure you'd be mortified,
T ed,

mortified, if anyone formed
the opinion

that AC-1 2 makes a point

of pressing charges against
officers from the south.

Everyone receives
the exact same treatment.

Of course!
Of course.

it's a delicate balance,

but no one would welcome
the accusation

that the case against
an officer from the south

was being pursued
with unusual alacrity.

[Tommy's Mobile rings]

[Ringing continues]

Yeah, I'm here.

Your bird's money laundering

is going to lead
your lot to me.

You better get it sorted out.

Look, um...

I can't make a move
without being watched.

That's your problem,
you bent bastard.

[Click]

Dad!

Hey, darling.

We love it when
you pick us up.

Do you?

What are you doing here?

Well, I thought I'd surprise
you, munchkin,

is that all right?

Yeah.

Give me a hug.

On a separate note, sir,

we've had a complaint
against DC Fleming

from Alfred Butterfield --

failure to assiduously
investigate

burglary and assault.

That's small fry,
station level.

Yeah, it's all to do with
her time at the ClD.

I've had a look
at the facts again,

I think DC Fleming
really should

return to normal duties
at TO-20.

Yeah, it's your call.

-Excuse me.
-Yeah.

[Mobile beeps]

[Sighs]