All language subtitles for State Of Play 2003 S01E03 720p HEVC x265 BONE

We know Sonia Baker was
on a hit list.

I was having a thing with Sonia.

What if Sonia Baker
was blackmailing Collins?

She was taking two grand a month.

The Daily Mail says they've
got a document proving

you were about to leave your wife.

What are you working on? Me?

I knew Stephen was having an affair.

I got a letter. Anonymous.

Dominic Foy.
The I's and Y's are similar.

Dominic Foy?Yeah.

Just sign in the box, please.

Can we talk to you
about Sonia Baker?

He's legged it.

Good. At least we know
we got the right man.

He knows something. He's useful.

Publish under your mother's
maiden name,

and you never refer to me as Dad.

Have you ever heard of Kelvin Stagg?

He died the same day as Sonia.

Stagg lifted a briefcase.
It belonged to the hit man.

That's the only
connection we've got.

We have to give it to the police.

How long have we got?
Five working days.

We shouldn't be keeping that
from the police!

The guy who burgled my flat
was the killer.

Where did this come from?

He's never going to repeat
who gave him this.

I need your contact.

I can't help you.
Callum McCaffrey, I'm arresting you

on suspicion of
perverting the course of justice.

Who gave you the briefcase,
Mr McCaffrey?

For the tape,
this is the second time

I've asked for a phone call.

What part
of a professional journalist

pretended evidence like this
should be kept from the police?

Phone call.The greedy part?

Phone call.Or the part protecting
his mate, Stephen Collins?

Look, I worked for him once,
about nine years ago.

He didn't do it.

Phone call.

But when he sheltered from the
press, he came to your house.

So?

He denied having anything to do
with her death.

Well, he didn't deny it, no,
because he was never asked.

Never remotely crossed your mind?

Look, he was on a train,
she went under another...

Somebody paid for
a professional hit man.

The briefcase implies that, yeah.

Yeah, but you're excluding
the very public figure

who'd had everything to gain
by getting rid of her. How come?

If the reason you're keeping me here

is to stop me doing a better job
than you can,

then I would be seriously
embarrassed about that.

You know?
I'd want to lead, not follow.

Well, you asked for that.

I said ten minutes ago,
it was getting repetitive.

Were either of you listening?

It's Anne Collins.

I'm sorry, I can't
get to the phone,

but if you leave your name and
your number, I'll get back to you.

Well, at least I heard a bit of you.

I hope this is the first thing you
hear when you wake up.

How are you?
I've been thinking about you.

A bit more than I should.

I've got half a dozen people
out here thinking

I'm making a phone call
to my next of kin.

I've been arrested, so, er...

..I don't know when I'm going to
get chance to speak to you again.

I just wanted to say...

..good morning.

Hi. Thanks for coming.

Well, it's a first, so, erm...

It's a pleasure. Don't eat the food.

And Adam swears to me he
can get you bail,

so don't take anal sex for granted.

And I'll see you back in the
office...

..before you're 40.

OK.

Yeah.He used the mobile.

Find out who he rang.

Louis, don't forget the bin!

ON PHONE:Well, at least
I heard a bit of you.

I hope this is the first thing
you hear when you wake up.

How are you?
I've been thinking about you.

A bit more than I should.

I've got half a dozen people
out here thinking

I'm making a phone call
to my next of kin...

Brake, Mum! Brake!
HONKING

Good morning.

How's Cal?

Is Cameron in?

You reply, I reply.

He's fine.Still banged up?

Ahem. Helping with inquiries.

I was here when they handcuffed him.

Borderline sexy. But if
that's helping,

I'd hate to see force applied.

Yeah, erm, lovely.

The union want their own lawyers
on Cal's case.

The more the merrier.

We haven't actually lost anything
except maybe a bit of a time lead.

What the police haven't got
and should never get

is how we join the dots.

Do they know where the anonymous
letters came from?

No. And don't make the mistake
of saying it in the plural.

We're the only ones
who know that Dominic Foy

wrote both a letter to Anne Collins
and the fax to the Mail.

What have they actually
charged Cal with?

Obstructing justice.

Because he won't say
where the briefcase came from?

Yeah, but Cal couldn't identify
that contact if he wanted to.

I mean, he never got the girl's
name. That's right, isn't it?

That's my understanding.

So why's he telling the police
he won't if he can't?

That just puts the pressure
on the rest of us.

I thought he was trying to protect
the Stagg family.

Also my understanding.

He's a journalist, he's in no
position to protect the Staggs!

He should never have bloody
told them that!

Della, don't walk out.

Sit down!

You lot need to find Foy,
get some history.

Della Smith's on her way back,

a bit confused as to why a trusted
friend and colleague

left her wide open. Do you explain,
or do I keep on speculating?

An established journalist is
arrested for protecting a contact.

Now, that is going to hit
the evening papers in a few hours.

Maybe even the telly.

What, you think that scares me?

Look, if I'm in here, refusing to
surrender vital information

because it might jeopardise a
contact and I'm the only person

you're holding, then
no hit man's going to give two shits

about Della Smith, is he?

That's a very dangerous manoeuvre,
Mr McCaffrey.

Well, it's my choice.

Make it look like we've
relaxed supervision of Della Smith.

Look like. Plain clothes only.

And find me a decoy for Della.

Get a support unit together.

Right, can we talk properly,

or are you going to be
dragging the lawyers in again?

I didn't sponsor a hit man for a
headline, Inspector.

You know? That happened.

I'm here because I want
him caught, like you do.

So why don't you get your press
people to publicise this arrest

and then we can all get
on with the story?

It's a case, not a story.

CAR ALARM BLARES

Hi! Do you live here?

I wish!

I'm flat-sitting.Oh.
I was actually looking for Mr Foy.

Sheena Gough?Who are you?

I'm not talking about Sonia
or Stephen Collins.

I'm not interested in the affair.
Yeah, course you're not.

For a bit of cash,
do you fancy a little job?

What kind of job?
A fairly basic one.

Give me a ring next
time he shows up.

If somebody rang me
first thing in the morning

with a devastating piece of news,

the first person I'd run to
is my wife.

What are you talking about?

Who would Sonia ring?

Stephen Collins?

You?Me, possibly.

So why did she ring Dominic Foy
an hour before she died?

He drives a red BMW,
M3, private plate.

DFO 25Y.

Not a wanker at all(!)

He's a creep.

You all did Politics?

Foy read Economics.

Sonia was having an affair
with Stephen Collins

while you were staying with her.
Did she ever discuss that?

I thought you weren't after gossip.

HE CHUCKLES

Had Dominic Foy made a comeback
during that time?

Was she sleeping with
the pair of them? No!

No, if you knew her, you wouldn't...

No. He just swans around
like he's everyone's friend.

So he wouldn't have resented
her sleeping with Collins?

No, he probably found it amusing

she was seeing an MP
no-one had heard of.

You, erm...
You were away when she died.

I got back last night.
I went straight to her parents'.

They're wrecked.

What was the phone call?Sorry?

You said if Sonia had received
devastating news,

why would she ring Foy?
Well, what devastating news?

It was hypothetical,
so we can get hold of Foy.

You don't have his number?

I haven't seen him
since Sonia's birthday party.

He brought champagne.

Meant to be celebrating
the fact that she'd got a new job.

The big toast was him paying for
anything.

The job with Stephen Collins?

These staples are rubbish!

Actually, can I call you back
in two minutes? Thanks.

Sonia Baker's date of birth?
25th March '75.

What's the exact date she started
working for Stephen Collins?

30th April.Exact date?

30th April. I'm sad,
I remember dates.

There's Sonia Baker.

I don't actually want to see her
go under the...

No, no, no, it's too crowded.
Just watch.

Yeah. Him.

Mike, get the engineers
to clean the image up.

OK.

OK?

ON TV:Callum McCaffrey,
a senior journalist

with the Herald newspaper,
has been arrested

and charged with obstructing the
police investigation

into Kelvin Stagg's murder.

Stagg was shot dead in what
police earlier called

a drugs reprisal.

McCaffrey was said to be
withholding vital evidence

that could expose the identity of
Stagg's killers.

I'm Kirsty Walsh.Hi.

Now, I'm going to be you.

I'll be taking over your flat,
your car, your clothing.

Can I take a sample of
your hair colour?

Yeah. You think he'll go
back to the flat?

Well, assuming he hasn't found
what he's looking for.

Don't go anywhere without
Sergeant Cheweski.

Chewy, for short.

Hiya.Hi.

You're named in the press release,
so things could happen pretty fast.

If it's a professional hit man,
simple - you don't take any risks.

And you're happy sleeping in there?

"Happy" would be a bit psychotic.

Armed to the teeth,
so for God's sake,

don't get drunk and
go home by accident.

Is your house alarmed?

Yeah, but it's bust.

I'll need a copy of all the house
keys. Any pets?

No.What's your car?

A blue Ford Escort. H reg.

I thought you lot
earned silly money.

Which I spend on silly things.
And cars aren't one of them.

Excuse me.

You OK?

WHISPERING: Why are you doing this?!

Well, the more this nutter thinks
I know, the less he pins you down.

Thank you.

Is Stephen Collins here?

No. I don't think so.

I think Bell wants to bring him in
for questioning.

I saw his name down.
Della? Let me introduce you to Jack.

He's going to be keeping
an eye on you.

They have introduced
a range of initiatives

that have genuinely improved
working locally,

as the honourable member said.

I fear that the Bill is taking us

in the other direction.
Hear, hear!

Detective Chief Inspector Bell.

Stephen Collins?Obviously.

I need your co-operation
with our inquiries into the death

of your researcher, Sonia Baker.

Look, why wasn't
I warned about this?

Co-operation needs a warning?

Well, what if it's not convenient?

Well, I remove the options
and come back with a warrant.

You could have phoned Stephen and
made this request

or arranged to meet him at the
police station.

You seem fairly determined to be
visible.That's right.

Is it fair?

Well, there's only
one seat at the circus.

So the lawyer or the spin doctor?

Mr Collins has tabled business
in the House

that he's expected to be there
for.No, it's OK.

If you're going, use your own
transport. And take your lawyer.

Well, which one of you decided
the affair would be made public?

We both did.Who first?

It was a mutual development.

Yeah, but it must have been a
significant conversation

when you first had it.

I mean, you're about to risk
your career and family to go public.

I mean, one of you must have
voiced it first. I'm asking who.

Sonia did.

Did that worry you?

No.

It's huge exposure.

I wasn't relishing the prospect.

So, given the choice,
you'd have preferred

to keep things as they were?

What man wouldn't?

And you told Sonia that?

Not in so many words.

No, but she knew.
Yes, of course she knew.

And, presumably,
she was keeping the pressure up.

Sorry, what are you suggesting?

He's not under arrest. You keep it
civilised or we're leaving.

Well, she wanted to go public
more than you did.

I said she brought it up first.
That doesn't mean that I didn't...

Did she threaten to expose the
affair?No.

Did she request money
for her silence?

Oh, now you're really
crossing the line.

You see, I came here not for you,
for me, because I...

See, Sonia Baker was receiving
£2,000 a month in cash

straight into her bank account.

Well, not from me.
What, you think that came from me?

Did she have access to special
privileges?No.

What, not as a researcher
to the Energy Select Committee?

Have you any idea of the type of
paperwork that goes

through my office?
Well, no, not yet.

Well, happy reading.
Reams and reams and reams of

overwritten, underinformed,
ball-breaking, repetitive shit,

most of it literally not worth
the paper it's written on.

Oh, no, not to you, maybe.
Oh, I've had enough.

You said co-operation.

I'm thinking I don't like
this smug shit, but, fine,

because I want
to understand why she died!

I want to know what the last
year of my life was for.

You're not capable
of helping me, are you?

You drew £200 on your cash card

every second or third day
that isn't accounted for

in your Parliamentary expenses
or tax returns.

You've accessed his accounts?
Yeah. A police officer was killed.

Dispensations apply.
I got a warrant.

You processed over £2,000
every month in cash.

What did you spend that
on, Mr Collins?

That's my business.

DOOR SLAMS

Say nothing. Let me do the talking.

OVERLAPPING QUESTIONING

This was a routine part of the
investigation into a tragic death,

during which my client supplied
all the information required.

We came here voluntarily.

The discussion was mutually
beneficial.

No further comment. Thank you.

Is it true Mr Collins
is going to resign?

No further comment. Excuse me.

SHOUTING CONTINUES

Because they've gone that
far, they're going to want receipts.

You can produce receipts?

I keep receipts for claimable
expenses.

Having an affair is not
a claimable expense.

George Fergus, please.

ON TV:Stephen Collins
went voluntarily for routine...

God's sake! He looks like
he's trying to catch a bus.

Sorry. Are you waiting for me?

I just had to
double-check some stuff.

The chronology of Sonia Baker's
employment records.

The interview with Stephen Collins
happened on 10th April, right?

The letter confirming she got the
job was posted on 25th April.

But a whole month
before any of that, on 25th March,

she told Sheena Gough
she was going to work

for Stephen Collins.

Could Sheena Gough
have got the dates mixed up?

That was my first thought,

but this was discussed at Sonia's
birthday party.

25th March.

Exactly what I asked, specifically.

"The job with Stephen Collins?"
"Yes."

And Stephen Collins told you
that he'd never met her

until she went to work
in his office.

Yeah.

I just spoke to his previous
researcher, Julie Mitchell.

She was unexpectedly offered
a better job at the COI.

Fine.

So if Collins shoe-horned her
into that job...

No, hang on.

If Stephen Collins lied
to me, ever...

No. You...

I know what you're thinking.

"What if she blackmailed him?"

Don't you? Don't you?

I don't.

You did.

Mm-hm.

You started that ball rolling.

Yeah, well, that was
before I knew Sonia Baker

had a sexual history with Foy.

On-off at university and since.

Humps her and dumps her,
and she can't resist bouncing back

when he's a little bit bored,
which he must think's fantastic.

I mean, what guy wouldn't?
Shag on tap.

Until she starts an affair
with Collins.

Foy gets jealous.

And he must have had a realistic
motive for the anonymous letters.

Plus, he vanishes the minute we
start asking questions.

So what are we thinking?

Why is Collins lying?

The only lies he's told
have turned out in his favour.

I mean, once she's dead,
what is the point in admitting

he was going to leave
his wife for her?

That's the worst he's done.

Plus, Foy's the first person
she calls when she hears

her life's been threatened.

Which can't be a coincidence.

Excuse me, chaps.

Now, Andrew.Erm, two minutes.

You advised Stephen Collins
to talk to the police?

Only to prevent him being arrested.

You've been briefing against him,
saying his job's on the line?

No. I...
Hugh Priestner thinks you did.

I joked about Collins being
a high-maintenance charge.

Ah, a little joke with the big
journalist. Not contrived at all.

George...
Stephen Collins has had more crap

on his plate in a week
than you could stand in a lifetime.

He needs all the help he can get,
not gimmicks from you.

Brief in his favour. Put this right.

Is he here yet?

Who are you?

Well, I've said all I'm going to
say.He's with Mr McCaffrey.

What, you need a bodyguard?

Suddenly.

2,000 quid a month.

Asking or offering?

Sonia was banking two grand a month
in cash. Where from?

We don't know where.
HE SIGHS

But you knew it for a fact,
and you didn't tell me.

No, there's a lot of stuff
I haven't told you.

The more you know,
the more you're compromised.

I'm trying to cover you.From what?!

They're talking to me like I'm some
kind of bloody suspect already!

The first time I asked you about
her, you called it a fling.

When the evidence disproved that,

you admitted you were
in love with her.

You finally admitted you were
planning to leave Anne for her.

They weren't lies.OK, Stephen.

But, you know, you want
everything I've got

in return for little bits of truth?

It's not good enough.

OK, Cal, what do you want me to say?

How long before she arrived

did you know Sonia Baker
was going to be your new researcher?

The day I offered her the job.

All right, the day Greer
offered her the job.

Personally, I would have gone for

one of the other applicants.
Greer talked me round.

I trust her instincts.

Sonia knew she was going to be
working here

a month before you
reckon you met her.

That's not true!

It's not even possible!

We've got one of her closest friends
on record saying it is.

Well, which close friend?

She's not my contact.

Cal...

..on the life of my children,

I did not put Sonia in my
department.

Ask Greer!

Yeah?

The whips are on their way
down.Thanks.

You'd best vanish.

Do you know, erm, a Dominic Foy?

Erm, of him, yeah.
He used to date Sonia. Why?

Never met him?

No.

First time I've ever been inside
there. Very impressive.

Yeah. The building's great.
You fancy a coffee?

William!

Sir.

Stephen Collins.

I'm under pressure to explain
what all the fireworks were for.

Erm, well, Sonia Baker's death's
now part of a wider

murder investigation,
and, erm, he was her lover.

Was he helpful?

Selectively.

Wider murder investigation
because...?

Well, there's a possibility
she didn't fall, but was pushed.

And we can connect her to one phone
call made to a lad called

Kelvin Stagg, who was also murdered,
which, erm, needs investigation.

Right!

Fair enough.

But keep Collins out of this
building

unless you have cast-iron proof
he's of use to you.

With respect, sir,
that kind of limits how I proceed.

You imposed your own limits
by tipping the press off.

He's an easy target, William.
You made a meal of it.

If he was your best lead
and you had to let go...

..that's not his fault.

DOOR SHUTS

She's entering the building now.

Flush.

I win again.

Surprise.

LOCK JANGLES

JANGLING CONTINUES

We all saw the news and, erm,
they were worried about you.

Hello, Dad.

The police, they're under pressure

to look like they're making
progress.

Were you actually arrested?

No. No, they just...

They just asked me to come in,
that's all.

Well, why? What more
do they want to know?

Well, everything.
You know, what you thought

six months ago, what you didn't.

Everything.

Well, I've no food in, so we can
go out or we can get a takeaway.

I've booked into a hotel.

You didn't have to do that.

It's reserved now, so...

Yeah, can I have
a cab on account, please?

Collins. 21540.

Going to?Charlotte Street.

Charlotte Street.

Can I come round?

It's a bit complicated.

I just want to talk.

I'm under protection.
There's a copper here.

It wouldn't look good
if you rolled up now.

Come and see me at the hotel.

HE SIGHS
I can't travel alone.

I just don't know what the hell's
going on with Stephen.

I just, erm... I need to see you.

Whereabouts are you staying?

I need to go and
interview a contact.

Which means I need to go out.

I look forward to meeting her.

Your phone's on the tracker.

Look, Mr McCaffrey,
I'm just here for protection.

Who else heard that?

Your private life's

got nothing to do with us
unless it's relevant to the case.

Am I allowed to go alone?

I stay within range.

The rest? I'm not interested. OK?

Thank you.

Are you there, four?

Go ahead.

We'll be on the move shortly.OK.

Your guests have arrived,
Mrs Collins. May I send them up?

Room 70.

I'll be waiting here.

THUNDER RUMBLES

He looks high.

Sorry?

Very high.

To have a bodyguard.

He's average.

Stephen was all over the place.

I get your message first, arrested,
then his, summoned for questioning,

I've got journalists
hammering on the bloody door,

and the kids wanted to know
what the hell's going on.

Why were you arrested?Tactical.

Andrew Wilson's saying
everything's going to blow over,

but it's all going
in the wrong direction,

and I just don't know
what I'm going to do.

If Stephen was seriously
involved with something,

you'd tell me, wouldn't you?

What are you doing?

I could have emailed you
answers to all that.

Now, we can talk about Stephen or
we can do what we came for,

but I can't do both, Anne.

Four in the morning, they ring down.

Eggs and tea, kippers and tea.

You don't eat eggs with tea.

Eggs and coffee? Fine.

Eggs...and coffee.

Would you eat eggs with tea?

I eat anything with anything, mate.

Are you hungry?

Well, I wasn't.

SENSUAL MOANING

THEY GRUNT AND MOAN

Good money?

You what?

Bodyguard.

Well, he's not my employer.
I'm a police officer.

Real police?

Only kind we've got
in this country, mate.

Did he put saffron in that? Cos...

Where's your nearest fire exit?

End of the corridor.

It can't be opened from the outside.

Are you there?

SOFT CLANGING

I checked it at ten.

Backup, backup! Rear door's
been breached!

Room 70, you said?Yes!

THEY MOAN

HE GROANS

GUN COCKS

MAN WHISPERING:Where's the
briefcase? You don't turn around.

SHE GASPS

The police. The police have got it.

Who gave it to you?
Who gave it to you?!

I haven't got a name.
Erm, I don't know her name.

Kelvin Stagg's girlfriend.
I can't remember her name.

Description?

Black. Five two.

She was white!
GUN CLICKS

SHE MOANS
Name!

KNOCKING AT DOOR
Room service.

WHISPERING:What have you ordered?

Coffee.

What have you got?

Champagne.

GUNSHOTS

SHE GASPS

No. No, no, no, no, please, take me!

Take me. Take me, take me.
I'll walk with you.

I'll walk with you.
Please. Come on. Come on.

ANNE PANTS

CREAKING

MAN ON RADIO: Chewy, come in.

Chewy? Chewy, are you receiving?

Chewy, are you there?

The fire doors.
He's going for the fire doors!

LOUD MUSIC ON EARPHONES

CLANGING

CLANGING

Can you see him?No.

Where are you?Fire door.

Which?Front.

Back, you tosser! Back fire doors!

GUN COCKS

Weapon.

Floor. Now!

GUN CLATTERS

Move.

HE GRUNTS

Radio. We're heading for Reception.

Back towards Reception.What?

HE GRUNTS

Reception. Front Reception!

Now! Now!

Move. Against the wall.

Hands!

GUNSHOTS

HELICOPTER WHIRS

I'm not going anywhere!

I just want to see my kids,
and I'm not going anywhere.

Look, just get my things!
Let's...!Oi, oi, oi!

News crews will have picked
this up already.

If she's seen like this,
it's a whole other story

I don't want involving in. Right?!

Let me handle the information.

All right?!Yes, yes. OK.

Take her to your house.
Wait for us there. I mean it!

You wait there.

Chewy, what the hell happened?

Who gave the order to kill?

Who said to kill him,
for Christ's sake?

ON TV: Early reports indicate
that the gunman was shot dead

by police marksmen.

Two other people were treated
at the scene of the incident.

They were later allowed to go home.

Well, let's go back
to our top story today,

and that is that
charities are claiming...

TV TURNS OFF

Morning, Eddie.
Good news about the Palace.

It'll make a very draughty council
house, but there you go.

Pay up, Gus.

Morning, Abby. How are you?
Good to see you.

A love affair or just sex?

Does it matter?

What do the police know?

Enough.

Look, I'll, erm...

I'll withdraw from the story.

I'll let Della run it from here.

She's got Helen and Dan
to bounce off, so...

And Pete's better infantry
than you give him credit for.

Don't tell me how to rearrange my
staff, and if you don't fancy

subbing the greyhound results,
I suggest you start

looking for another job.
Is that fair?

I didn't plan this.

Obviously not.

You just couldn't resist her.

That's reprehensible.

Totally unprofessional.

DOOR SLAMS

Feel better now?

Why did you lot discount drugs
in the Kelvin Stagg case?

Do you mind?!

You seemed certain he was clean.

We got a sneak preview of the
toxicology from the postmortem.

Trustable informant?

Yes.

You sure you weren't just paying for
what you wanted to hear?

Kelvin Stagg was found swimming in
crack cocaine when he died.

I saw the tox report myself.

They found nothing
but steroids for asthma.

I can show you the copy we got.

In confidence.Yeah.

In confidence?

Yeah, the dead guy's name
is Robert Bingham.

Ex-soldier turned businessman.

Had something to do
with domestic security.

Now, in my opinion,
he was shot dead

when he could easily
have been disarmed.

I've had three calls from upstairs
asking for a full report,

meaning final report.

They want to shut the case down.

If you can give me any information
to shift my authority,

do it now, and I promise
I'll return the favour.

Well, just telling you that
gives you more than you had!

Sonia Baker's ex-boyfriend,
Dominic Foy,

runs a PR company in Apex House.

He did a runner the minute
we tried to interview him.

We can't find him anywhere.
Foy? F-O-Y?

We know he was the one
that sent the anonymous letter

to the Daily Mail.

That's all I can tell you.

Della?

ON TV: There were sombre scenes
in north London today

as mourners gathered for
the funeral of Sonia Baker.

At the request of the family,

Stephen Collins was not in
attendance.

Joy!Cal! Look, I'm doing a course.

I can't talk.

I've got a car outside. I can give
you a lift, if you want.

I can't talk to you.

This is Della, by the way.

Della works with me.

She's as pissed off as I am
that you sold us duff information,

and she would like to know
how that could have happened.

Why were the postmortem results
changed, Joy?

You pushed me for early results.
I gave you early results.

Later tox screens
revealed the presence of drugs.

This is what I got
from the Professor of Toxicology.

Quote, "That amount of crack cocaine

"would have been detected
in the very first screening.

"Anybody who tells you otherwise
is either totally incompetent

"or deliberately misleading you."

Which one is it, Joy?

We know for a fact the police
weren't involved in that decision.

WHISPERING:It was weird.

The forensic laboratory said
they'd made calculation errors.

When I saw the new report, I knew
they couldn't be that far adrift.

I rang them. They said
they'd phone back.

Ten minutes later,
my supervisor came in,

removed all my files on that case,
because it's now classified.

ON TV: ..rumours of a connection

between this and Tuesday's arrest
of the journalist Cal McCaffrey.

McCaffrey was charged with
obstructing the police inquiry

into the death of Kelvin Stagg.

This is Deborah Hall,
Charlotte Street, Central London.

I just... I just wanted to say...

You promised us we wouldn't
have to bury him like this.

I'm sorry.
Why weren't you at the inquest,

telling them what you told us?
I'd been arrested.

You will be if I've
got anything to do with it.

You lied to us to get a few more
pages on your story.

That's not my story. My story
hasn't even been printed yet.

Look, I saw the postmortem
results for myself.

They found no drugs.They have now!

They've made him look like
what everybody wanted him to be.

A black druggie.

And I am trying to find out
how that has happened.

I gave you a piece of evidence
that should have cleared

my brother's name! I gave you
the briefcase, the gun, the witness.

Sonny, the guy that killed
Kelvin was murdered

by the police last night.Great.

Thank you. Fuck off that way!

And they want that to be
an end to it, but it's not. Sonny!

Sonny?

Is he being buried or cremated?

Buried.

Dominic Foy flew to Malaga
yesterday.

He's booked a return flight
into Heathrow tomorrow morning.

Now, I could have him picked up.

What the inspector wants to know -

if we got to him first, what would
our line of investigation be?

Look, if all we've got is
that he's friends with Sonia Baker,

then we've no cause for arrest.

OK.

When Kelvin Stagg
rang Sonia Baker that morning,

we believe it was to warn her
she was on a hit list.

She didn't call the police.

She didn't call anybody
from her own phone.

She used a payphone in the lobby.

She talked for an hour.

She rang Dominic Foy.

Can we make a deal?

There is more, but you've already
said your hands are being tied.

If we tip information up to you

and your governors decide
to make political decisions

about what gets buried,
we could end up saying nothing.

Spoken like an editor.

Depending how conclusive
this information is...

There's a wider picture,
and we're not sure what that is yet,

but it stretches a lot further
than you probably have access to.

The information, for the time being,
stays with me and Chewy.

Now, I'll let you know in good time

before I refer anything
to my superiors.

In return, for fair warning that
we're going to print

with anything you don't know?

Yeah, correct.

Foy sent two anonymous letters,

one, before Sonia died,
to Anne Collins,

telling her about the affair.

The second, you know about,
after she died,

to the Mail, suggesting Collins and
Baker were about to go public.

One's handwritten, one's typed.

We can pin both of them on him.

And you've got the originals?

Given the deal and...

And that we both trust each
other to stick to that,

is it wise for you to arrest Foy?

If we get hold of him first,

is there not value in seeing
what he'll say to us for a fee,

as opposed to what he'll say to
you to avoid charges?

Flight UK415 touches down
at 10.30 tomorrow morning.

And we'll obviously hear from you
whether the fingerprints

on the two documents can be matched.

Yeah.

Was that all right, Dad?

This is fantastic, thank you.

Louis did most of it.

Me and Cass, we've talked over
all this stuff...

..consensus being...

..you're an arsehole.

Still, a special one, though.

We know you've a lot of things
to sort out...

Louis, this isn't a conversation to
have round the table.

..but, if you do separate,

you've got to promise that you'll
keep talking like grown-ups.

We deserve a bit of respect.

That's all I'm saying.

HE SOBS

I'm sorry.I know.

Make sure you have the kids at
Euston by half ten.

See you tomorrow at the station!

DOOR SHUTS

MOANING

HE PANTS

I didn't used to like you.

How did we get here?

HE CHUCKLES

I couldn't stand you.

You're just saying that now.
No, I'm not, I'm not.

You really bugged me.

HE CHUCKLES

Well, I was...

I was Stephen's
campaign manager and

you made me feel like his bitch.

THEY LAUGH

CLANGING

KEYS JANGLING

Just returning your keys, Cal.

KEYS JANGLE

In 1994, when you came
to work for my election campaign,

you weren't the best on offer.

Just the best at the right price.

And I caught you
looking at Anne then.

Not seriously,
cos she's out of your league,

but it was definitely a look.

Wanting something
more than you could have.

That's you all over, isn't it?

Stephen, with all due respect...
Shut up.

You've not had a serious
relationship

in all the time I've known you.

Chasing this, poking that.

The second they mention
moving in together,

off you go looking for someone else
like a kid with a spud gun.

The first grown-up woman that you
sleep with, to my knowledge...

..has to be this damaged
and this desperate

for you to get her in the sack.

Piss off.And what does that
say about you, Cal?

And you haven't helped that
situation at all?

You're not even embarrassed.
Don't you dare preach!

She looks embarrassed.

I've enough to be ashamed
of for it not to be preaching.

For your own dignity, you could have
gone anywhere to get laid.

My private life's none of your
business any more.

An hour ago, you
promised our children

that we would keep it civilised
for their sake.

Compared to the mess you've created
for our kids, this is nothing.

Do you think they'll
see it like that?

Oh, don't be ridiculous.
They've no need to know.

Yesterday he's pretending to be
my best friend.

How do you know he's not?

What? This is best?

You started all this!

Not for revenge.

DOOR SLAMS

DOOR SLAMS

You said ten minutes.I lied.

You should have guessed.

Did you see Mum?Yep.
Is she all right?

When was it I really
disappointed you, Louis?

BOTTLE TOP UNSCREWS
The affair.

Yeah?
Having to read it in the papers.

Only then?
LIQUID DRIPPING

So what was all that pouting before
then, eh? Months before.

I don't know what you...Every time
I came home to Manchester,

I felt about as welcome as a cold.

We were always happy to see you.

You were if your mother was.

What are you on about?

You know, you're sat here tonight
demanding respect and loyalty

and for months and
months and months,

you've been looking at me sideways.

Eh? Being the front man
for your mother's moods.

Dad, I didn't come down here to
argue with you.

I work long hours.

Days away, weeks away,
and she started resenting that.

Resenting the very job
she'd encouraged me to stand for.

You along with her.

We missed you.You did. Karen did.

But your mother started wishing
that I would never come home.

She'd written me off
long before I had an affair.

But, you know, that's marriage.
That's a risk.

But I didn't marry you or Karen.

I helped make you.

I've got nothing
but devotion to you.

So it's a bit offensive
when you start demanding more!

You're a big lad now, son. Eh?

So if shit happens, you have to
avoid pretending it's personal.

If you're going to sit up watching
crap all night, I'm having the bed.

This'll get worse
before it gets better.

Don't rely on your mother
to do your thinking for you.

It's confirmed.
Foy's on the earlier plane.

He's on the half nine.

Did you try Cal's mobile?It's off.

LIFT DINGS

HORN HONKING

Foy's arriving an hour early.

Sorry.Again.

Like you mean it.

You take care of yourself, OK?
Yeah.

Come here.

You all right?
When will you be home?

As soon as I can, all right?

You'll be the first to know.
All right?

Sorry, the traffic was bad.

See you soon.

Right. Your grandad's
going to pick you up at Manchester.

I've got two more things to do
and then I'll be right behind you.

Today or tomorrow?

I'll try and get everything done
by tomorrow.OK.

Right, I've got to go
and talk to your dad.

Ring me when you're home. Bye.

Stephen, don't go off like that.

Come on. Let's just talk.

Got nothing to talk about.

Bloody hell! Dominic Foy!
How's it going?

Do I know you?Yeah, we're
connected through work.

How come?Well, I'm a journalist.
Yeah.

And you've been avoiding me.Yeah.

Now I know that's pointedly
not a connection...

How was Spain?Can you get
that tanned in 24 hours?

Some people do. Naturally, I mean.
Depends on your UV exposure.

Me, I just go pink,
and then medical.

Listen, forget it, all right?

I don't want to talk here.
Like we do.

And you can shift that,
cos I want to use me car.

We could always go to your office.
No way.

Use mine?

Or we could just print what we know
and let you swim in it.

No sexual history?

With Sonia? No chance.

Did you want to?No.

So Sheena Gough was totally lying

when she said
you two were banging each other?

Sheena Gough? What would she know?

A lot more than you're telling us.

OK. All right, OK,
we were a bit of an item once.

Or twice. I can't remember.

Way, way back.

So you had slept together?

Yes. But not, you know,
that I was taking it seriously.

All right? She stalked me.

Not in a freaky way.

And time to time...

..I caved in.

So definitely more than once?

Yeah.

Ex-lovers, you know?

Better as friends.

But, I mean, what's the hassle?

Why did you send
Stephen Collins' wife

an anonymous letter warning her of
his affair with Sonia?

Me?

That's not true. That's...
That's no... Nowhere near true.

It is. And we can prove it.

That's not my writing.

It matches the signature we took
when you signed for a parcel.

And the one on the fax you sent to
the Mail after Sonia died.

From Kinko's in Half Moon Street.

That's just round from your office.

They've got you
on their security tapes.

Oh, sorry. Sorry.

Cameron, Dominic Foy.Oh!

Well, that went well, obviously.

Are you going straight home?

Leave me alone.

You won't get your case unpacked
before the police pick you up.

For what?

Well, they're now treating Sonia
as a murder investigation.

Right?

We know they want to speak to you.

Look, you're all over
the place, mate.

At the very least, you need to get
your version of the story straight.

Practise on us.

Always gilding the lily.

He thinks stuff like that's witty.

Not a recessive gene, then.
LIFT DINGS

Start again.

Not here.

No way here!

What kind of money are we talking?

Nobody's talking money.

Unless you've got something
we couldn't get anywhere else.

Make me an offer.

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