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This will sort the bitch out.

I thought you should know I'm rearresting James Lampton

for Sandy Butler's murder.

I am in no way accusing the police of harassment.

Or maybe you have some personal reason

you don't want James Lampton picked up.

He's a cold, calculating killer.

He's taking trophies.

Get off the bed.

You're the head of the murder squad.

It's what turns you on.

On his knees for you, ma'am, just how you like him.

George, I'm dearly concerned about this CCTV footage.

Yeah, but what about the inquiry?

I mean, I was the one.

It'll all just blow away. Trust me.

I'm not prepared to accept accidental shooting.

He was holding a hoover arm, and it looks like an assassination.

Do you know she's got a boyfriend?

Appeared very late last night.

She said he was here on official business.

I said if he was, I wouldn't mind a bit of officialdom.

He was very sexy.

She's in for a nightmare. Lampton's pleading not guilty.

No, no, no. Wait. Wait.

Now, either you're getting off on this or you're wired.

Tell me.

Tell me.

How did you do it?

I'm looking for the acting assistant commissioner's office.

Am I on the right floor here?

No. You need to be two floors up and around to your right.

- Two floors up and to the right? - Yep.

- Thank you. - Pleasure.

And this is the only video recording

of the Cripps shooting by S019?

Yes.

Graham Warner is the officer firing on all cylinders...

as referenced in Commander Blake's report?

Yes.

We would like you to look into Hedges' handling

of the Cripps shooting.

And the James Lampton situation.

His trial is due to start next month.

The Independent Police Complaints Commission

and the Metropolitan Police Authority

want to cover themselves to preempt any... formal complaint.

His trial could cause a lot of embarrassment.

Commander Blake will no doubt be called as a witness.

I hope not for the defense.

This Lampton killed three times, didn't he?

In her report on the Cripps case,

Blake implied there was a cover-up.

D.C.I. Hedges

was James Lampton's arresting officer, correct?

Yes.

Which is why I want you to investigate both.

Oh, I've arranged an office here at the Yard

for you and your team.

Cancel it.

I work alone.

Well, it's wrong. You'll have to change it.

Right, right, right. I've got another one.

This cost a fortune.

Can't keep taking them back.

Do you like it?

Yeah.

It's perfect.

Here.

I'll come back and see you tomorrow.

And I'm sorry. I won't be so late.

Is there anything else you want?

No. It's all fine now.

And, Clare, just walk out tonight.

Don't look back. Don't say goodbye.

I'll wait for you till you come.

Sara?

Sara!

The ashes. Will you collect them?

Only I don't think I know what she wanted done with them.

- Clare? - I heard you.

Yes. I'll deal with it.

Was it necessary to bring her?

She's caring for my children.

And I don't think Sara would know.

I didn't expect you in today.

- You all right? - I'm fine.

I'll just check up on anything needing attention,

and then I'm off to Brighton.

Brighton?

We used to go to the pier as kids, so I'm taking her back.

- When did this come in? - Is that the Cripps...

There's another inquiry. Why wasn't I told?

That's my fault, ma'am.

I thought under the circumstances...

Don't think for me, Carol.

I need to see Sumpter straightaway.

Morning, Mike.

What's good about it?

- You going to see Sumpter? - Yeah.

No idea what it's about, but I've had two calls

from his office this morning... One of them before 8:00.

Well, you'll find out soon enough.

It's the Cripps shooting. They've put the black dog on us.

I thought that had been sorted.

You go and see Sumpter. I'll wait in the canteen.

I need this like a hole in the head.

I've got a new inquiry over at Victoria.

Yeah. Sure. I'll see you up there.

Morning.

- You all right? - Yes, I'm fine.

I understand your concerns,

but I really feel the Cripps case has been fully concluded.

All those involved were exonerated.

Commander Blake wrote a very detailed report

and expressed concern over the involvement of yourself

and D.C.I. Hedges with the Cripps shooting.

Now, with the Lampton trial looming...

But there's no connection between Cripps

and the Lampton case.

Yes, there is, because of her association with both cases,

and also because D.C.I. Hedges arrested Lampton.

If there's even a hint of corruption...

Corruption?

I cannot discuss this with you

because you are both under investigation.

Neither party, as I have made clear to you,

has been suspended.

Nevertheless, this inquiry must go ahead.

Sugar?

No, thank you.

Can I ask why you specifically requested

Detective Chief Constable Blackton?

Any internal inquiry must be led by an officer

from an outside force to ensure objectivity.

Deputy Chief Constable Blackton

is presently with South Yorkshire constabulary.

Have a biscuit.

No.

You will give Stephen Blackton every assistance

so we can get through this quickly

and with a positive result.

I'm sorry about Sara.

She was quite a character.

Do you want me to arrange a driver to take you to Brighton?

No.

I'll see you in there, George.

Hey. Let's get this show on the road.

They're looking into the handling of the Lampton case.

It's unbelievable. Twelve months.

So what will happen?

I mean, they're not gonna suspend you, are they?

That depends on Blackton and what he digs up.

He only has to look at my press coverage from that time

and he's off to a flying start.

I've never heard of him.

Be grateful.

So. Stephen Blackton.

Your paths ever cross?

Yeah.

You know it was him that sorted out the Belling situation?

Got three officers out. Lost their pensions, the lot.

Well, he's onto Blake as well.

I think it's imperative

that we all sing off the same song sheet.

Well, she'll sing any tune she needs to

to get herself off the hook.

Because everyone knows she should have been suspended

during the Lampton thing.

You know, I-I think they're just using us.

It's her they want to get rid of.

Maybe you're right.

But until we know just what Blackton wants from us,

we play it straight by the book, yeah?

You mean we tell him straight up we doctored the film footage?

- We? - Yeah.

That was you, Mike, because if your face had been on that film,

it'd be you up for suspension.

Bollocks. You're in it as deep as me.

And if ever it gets out that Cripps

wasn't the only one getting a slice of the action,

you can kiss goodbye to your Poggenpohl kitchen

and your kids in private school.

Well, stay away from Blake until I've spoken to her,

see what game she's playing.

And on whose side she's playing.

Are you Graham Warner?

What of it?

Can we have a chat?

Why? What about?

The Cripps shooting.

No. I don't believe this.

And no. No bloody chat.

I've had enough of this.

I'm not talking to you, and I'm not talking to anyone

until I've got a solicitor present.

Well, I'm Deputy Chief Constable Blackton.

I'm leading the new inquiry, and you pulled the trigger.

I need to talk to everybody involved

- to try... - I've nothing to say.

I don't want to have to get you taken in.

I've told you. I'm not talking to you.

I'm not talking to anyone about it.

Listen. You have no option, son.

And at this stage, why are you wanting a solicitor present?

It's an informal chat.

Unless you've got something to hide.

Have you got something to hide?

No, I bloody well haven't.

But you're not setting foot inside my house.

I'm not taking the rap for this. I'm not.

If you want to do this, do it right...

Not here, not in my house.

I've got kids.

Yeah.

You think about talking to me.

Call this number.

Don't leave it too long, son.

I don't have that much patience, and you've already stretched it.

Right?

So, have you any idea where your husband is, Mrs. Warner?

He's always at the gym. Monday, Wednesdays, and Fridays.

He goes there straight from work.

But he's usually back by now.

Ah, that's lovely. Ta.

Okay.

I mean, why would his bag be outside?

I mean, he must be nearby somewhere.

That's what I don't understand.

Unless he left his keys at the gym.

But then why didn't he ring the doorbell?

- Yeah. - Well, is his mobile in it?

Is it there? No?

What's his mobile number? I'll give him a call.

Oh, yeah. Lovely. Thanks.

Do you know when Blackton's starting?

- The inquiry? - Mm.

It's just the Met taking care of its reputation.

This, uh, trial will be noisy and a bit embarrassing for you.

To have had a sexual relationship

with a man accused of not one but three murders.

That must have taken some explaining.

I know that you maintained it was to secure a conviction,

but no one really believed you, did they?

Like I didn't believe the Cripps shooting was an accident.

Personally, I have no fears over the inquiry.

On the other hand, I do think it's imperative

we present a united front.

My thoughts exactly.

And I know Mike Hedges is also very keen

to get this over and done with as fast as possible.

So I suggest we arrange to have a meeting,

preferably out of the Yard.

Do you like Chinese?

Yes, I like Chinese.

She warned me, you know.

She said it wasn't finished.

The trial's coming up.

They probably just want to cover their arses, you know?

I mean, at the time, I was surprised she got away with it.

What the hell did she think she was doing?

Lampton could have killed her.

Yeah, but he didn't, and she got him arrested.

She must be going through hell right now.

Oh, well, that's right.

You just side with her, as usual.

Don't start, Carol. Just stay out of it.

Mm.

Don't you worry. I intend to.

Same goes for you too.

I've told you there's nothing going on between us.

- For Christ's sakes. - This is nice. Makes a change.

Going to do the washing up as well?

Look. I'm on lates tonight.

Do you want a coffee?

Fuck off! Hey, you!

What are you doing?

- Mrs. Cripps? - Yeah.

My name's Stephen Blackton.

I'm a police officer.

I was wondering if you would agree to talking to me?

It's 10:30 at night.

It is.

I'm sorry.

Can I arrange a more convenient time?

Well, what do you want?

It was just to discuss

what happened the night your husband died.

My husband was murdered.

And all you bastards have done is cover it up.

I understand you are bringing a civil action against...

Trying to, but you've bloody seen to it

that's never gonna happen.

It's been two years.

Two years I've been trying to get justice.

They haven't given me back the section.

It was from here.

Said it looked like a gun.

How can you mistake a hoover arm for a shotgun?

You tell me that.

He was shot in cold blood.

I'm sorry.

Were you home at the time?

Excuse me.

Deputy Chief Constable Blackton. Hello?

Hello?

Graham, is that you?

I had to take that. I'm sorry.

I'll switch it off, eh?

Mobile phones.

Hm.

I know you've been through this before.

I know it's difficult for you.

But were you at home the night your husband was shot?

As I said in my statement, I was at the hairdresser's.

But my son was at home.

Is he here now, tonight?

No.

He works as a DJ, and he's out until late.

He's in shock.

He's had to go to the doctor's for his nerves.

I have too. I'm on medication.

And every time that doorbell rings, my heart...

I can imagine.

You work, do you?

No.

Not with my nerves.

Your husband was a window cleaner, wasn't he?

Yeah.

And he did other things... Painting, decorating.

There wasn't nothing he couldn't turn his hand to.

You have a very nice home.

Do you get a good picture on these?

We do now.

When it first come, everyone had square heads.

This is a lovely job of that.

Did he hang this, did he?

No.

No. We got someone in.

Listen. Thanks for your time.

I should get compensation, shouldn't I?

Hello?

Hi.

I just wanted to see you.

Does Carol know you're here?

Does she know about us?

No.

Not about us sleeping together, no.

Clare, I can't stop thinking about you.

I'm sorry.

I can't handle this at the moment.

What with the funeral and...

It wasn't easy when she was living here.

But now...

Clare.

Please don't do this.

This bloke here was passing by on his bike.

Stopped when he heard him coughing.

- Did he see anyone? - No.

So the cyclist goes off to a pay phone to call an ambulance.

But it was too late.

He was dead by the time the paramedics arrived.

- No identification? - No, nothing.

Looks like he could've been jogging.

The consensus is he might have got into a fight,

taken a punch, fallen backwards, hit his head.

Maybe he was cottaging.

Tried it on with the wrong bloke.

Possible.

Sorry!

It's Graham Warner.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

I'm very sorry.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, my God.

Is there anyone I can call for you?

Oh, my God.

I tried to call Graham. I've been calling him all night.

But he didn't answer. He didn't answer.

He didn't answer my calls. Oh, my God.

Can I get you something? A cup of tea or a brandy or...

He was here asking about him.

He found his gym bag on the front step.

I said, "Is his mobile in there?" and it wasn't.

Oh, my God.

Who are you talking about, Deirdre?

Who was here?

Blackton.

He said his name was Blackton.

Mike! Sorry!

Sorry, Mike!

Morning.

- You heard, ma'am? - Heard what?

It's not public yet, but there was a body found

in Dales Park last night... Graham Warner.

- You're kidding. - No.

What's even more freaky is Mike Hedges is leading the inquiry.

Get Hedges on the phone.

I doubt, considering the circumstances,

he'll be able to hold on to the case.

Yes, ma'am. Do you want a car for Brighton?

No.

I'll let you know when I have the time.

Just get Hedges on the phone.

And find out where George Hart is.

He's not picking up on his mobile.

Sorry.

Hello.

Uh, at... at the moment, we don't have any real idea.

We're waiting for the autopsy reports.

Um, oh, sometime last night around 10-ish.

Yes. I-I will get back to you as soon as I know any more.

Mm.

Chinese?

I'll get back to you on that as well.

Commander Blake wanting to know about the dinner.

I thought you were arranging that.

I am. But I heard about Graham.

Oh.

Word travels fast.

She says it's unlikely that I can remain on the case.

What happened?

I don't know.

But Warner's wife, Deirdre, had a visit from Black Dog.

She said he found Graham's gym bag on the doorstep.

Maybe he talked to him.

Maybe.

I think we should round up the S019 boys and talk to them.

You think it was one of them?

I don't know.

Not a good idea to bring them in.

Have an off-the-record chat.

Somewhere other than here.

Well, the rate we're going, we'll all end up

in the same bloody Chinese restaurant.

I feel that under the circumstances,

D.C.I. Hedges shouldn't investigate

the death of Graham...

Graham Warner.

Mm.

Well, there is not as yet much detail or a full autopsy report.

Until there is, the case may as well stay with Hedges.

Yes, sir.

It's just that, considering the Cripps inquiry...

Ah.

I quite understand your concerns.

Will the inquiry be halted?

No, Commander Blake, it will not.

Sir.

Been a long time.

It has.

I might have something for you.

Yeah?

ID'ed as Graham Warner, right?

Was that Warner's mobile?

No, it's mine.

But I got a call on it from Graham's phone

about 10:30 last night, but it cut out.

I was actually talking to Mrs. Cripps at the time.

I didn't want to be interrupted, so I switched off the phone.

When I switched it back on, there was a message.

You were with Mrs. Cripps?

This was the message.

What is it? What's that? Somebody laughing, is it?

Sounds like it, doesn't it?

Can we have a chat in your office, maybe?

So you talked to Warner, did you?

I met up with him at his house, yeah.

So what do you think happened?

Well, it's a tough area.

There's a big council estate by the park.

He's in there.

He makes a call on his mobile to you and then gets mugged.

When we found him, he had no wallet, no phone.

Well, it's just a theory.

Unless he'd arranged to meet somebody.

That is a possibility.

He was pretty edgy when I met him earlier on.

Have you any idea why?

Why what?

Warner was shitting himself when I asked to talk to him.

He pulled the trigger in the Cripps shooting, correct?

Yes. Yes, he did.

But we have had a full-scale internal inquiry.

The coroner decreed lawful killing.

Case put to bed.

With a length of hoover arm?

Thanks for your time.

Oh, if you, uh, want this, I'll need a replacement.

I'll arrange it for you.

Thanks.

Mike.

Sergeant Vos. Uh, go straight in.

Gov?

I'll be right with you. Yeah?

The postmortem's been put back until 3:00.

They've got a bit of a backlog.

Well, you get back onto them and tell them to start it now.

This isn't some lowlife junkie. Warner was a police officer.

Gov.

You knew him well, did you, Mike?

No, I didn't.

But I do know he was a good and decent officer.

So if you don't need me, I would like to get on

with trying to find out who killed him.

Do you know who that was in the incident room?

That is the son of a bitch

that's opening up the Cripps shooting again.

He tried to question Graham.

I know. He called me.

Blackton? When?

No. Graham.

Last night. Look. He was all wound up.

He... He was freaking out. You know what he was like.

He wanted us all to meet.

I told him I couldn't. I was on duty.

- So, who did meet him? Phil? - I don't know.

I was on duty till 11:00, so I couldn't.

You think one of the team met up with...

I don't know, Mike.

Look.

He kept saying he couldn't take the pressure anymore.

I told him to call around, speak to you, even.

Me? Oh, no. He never spoke to me.

And now he's dead, Phil.

Yeah. Well, at least he can't talk.

I know. I-I know.

I think that's what he was planning on doing,

spilling the beans.

Blackton isn't gonna go away.

But you'll have to.

If he starts asking questions about Lampton's arrest,

my involvement...

Won't that look suspicious?

They mustn't get any idea about what went on in Lampton's flat.

I've wiped everything... All the footage from the laptop.

And I've got rid of the disk. There's nothing left.

What about the gun?

I'll get it back to you.

You've still got it?

Well, not here.

Don't worry.

I've got some leave due, a sister in Devon.

I want you to get rid of it for me.

- If that's what you want. - I never want to see it again.

I'll sort it.

Thanks.

I appreciate it.

Violent crime has risen by... 11%.

Thousands of criminals are being let out of jail early...

to ease overcrowding.

The Labour government's overriding concern.

Commander Blake,

this is Deputy Chief Constable Stephen Blackton.

Sorry to disturb you.

I was just making an appointment to see you...

Unless now is convenient.

I'm afraid it isn't, sir.

I'm just preparing a speech for tomorrow,

so if you'd like to ask Gina to check my diary...

I already have, actually.

I've also asked to see your files

relating to the cases under investigation

if that's all right.

You'll need to sign them out,

but please take whatever you require.

Thanks.

I'd also like to talk to George Hart.

He's on your murder review group, isn't he?

He is.

He's unavailable at the moment. He's on some leave.

Really?

I can wait.

If you'll excuse me, I really must get on with my work.

I look forward to our meeting.

Gina, did you find a date in the diary?

Would you like to have lunch?

No. My office is preferable.

Very well.

I see the dress code doesn't apply to you.

No.

Right.

We've got a major laceration to the back of his scalp.

He also has a broken nose and bruised lips.

The upper anterior teeth are dislocated,

and the gums are lacerated.

I think that he was punched in the face.

That could have knocked him over,

making him fall backwards, hitting his head on the ground.

- But the interesting thing... - No. Wait.

You just... What more do you need to know?

You just said that he was punched in the face

and then he fell over, smashing his head on the ground.

I don't think I'd quite put it like that.

There was blood in his nose and mouth,

but there was very little in the airways.

That and the fact that there were spatters of blood

on his face makes me think...

Which could have happened when he was punched in the face.

Whoever threw that punch must have been very powerful.

Good. Uh, that's helpful.

I'll send the brains and the, uh, neck

to my neuropathological colleague,

and we should get a result in six weeks or so.

- Thank you. - There is more.

He didn't die instantly.

As he lay dying, his mouth filled with blood.

But as I said, there was very little in the airways

and little or no blood in the lungs,

which is very interesting.

Did the person who found him say anything about him coughing

or spluttering?

I'm just gonna go to the forensic lab,

see what they've got.

Thanks, Doc.

Morning.

Yeah.

I need you to let me into flat number 16.

Belongs to George Hart.

Huh?

I need you to come in with me.

Well, I'd, uh... I'd have to call management.

Sure. Call whoever you want.

But if you could let me into flat 16?

That'd be great.

- Come on. - Thanks.

Well, he's been living here for 15 years.

Could be more.

I've been caretaker here for 12,

and he was here before I started.

You know, he... He's an ex-policeman.

I'm aware of that. Excuse me.

His, uh, his wife died a while back.

Uh, no kids.

Would you wait at the front door for me?

Anything that I remove from the flat, I'll give you details.

Who is it, Gina?

- It's George Hart. - Put him through.

Yes, ma'am.

Are you okay to talk?

Is everything all right, George?

No, it bloody isn't. That's why I'm ringing.

That bastard Blackton's been at my flat.

In your flat?

Yeah. The caretaker let him in. I waited until they'd left.

What was he doing in there?

He took the laptop and the disks,

but they will be sod-all use to him.

They didn't find the other thing,

so I'll get that sorted now and then be off.

George.

Get off me.

Come on!

I can't cry.

Can't feel any emotion.

I haven't even taken her ashes where she wanted them.

Grief takes many forms.

Maybe you're not ready to let Sara go.

There's something else...

that concerns me more than grieving or not.

I've started an affair... with someone that is just that.

It can't be anything else.

I don't even know why I even started it.

Perhaps you just needed the comfort.

No, I don't need that.

What I can't deal with is, um, my stupidity.

The risk.

Especially with this Lampton situation.

I have to go.

It just starts, you know... I...

I can't get my breath. I can't breathe properly.

It's...

I know it's like a panic attack.

I j... I just need to know how to stop it happening.

I need you to prescribe something.

Clare, first we should really discuss

why these attacks have started,

if they're linked to anything specific

going on in your life at the moment.

I'm under a lot of pressure at the moment.

Oh, I c... I can deal with that.

I will deal with that.

I need you to give me something to stop it happening.

When did you last have a medical check-up?

I have them regularly.

This has only just started.

Look, Jane. If you... If you can't help me...

Clare, I'm trying to help you now.

I don't have the time.

I think you should make the time.

Well, that's what we've just been doing, isn't it?

I'm sorry, but I-I have to go.

I'll make another appointment, all right?

Third spot is Fireball,

who's still really pulling for his head under Thierry Dumann.

Then on the inside is Supply and Demand

under restraint.

Gray Slope's on the pace so far.

Dutch is on the rail.

Right behind is...

Shit.

Do you know how long it takes to decipher deleted files

from a laptop?

It depends.

I've been here for an hour. They have the laptop in there.

Do you think you could check it for me?

Sure. You are?

Deputy Chief Constable Blackton.

It's Miles, right?

You live with D.I. Carol Browning,

Commander Blake's staff officer?

- Yes, sir. - Yeah. Right.

Let me go and check, see how they're getting on.

I'll come in with you.

From the blood distribution on the front of the clothing,

I would say your victim did not fall back immediately.

We also have blood distribution

as much as five feet away from the body.

And we are trying to determine

how this very specific blood distribution occurred.

Are you saying that it could have happened

when he was on the ground?

We'll carry out some experiments,

but it would be useful to know from your witness who found him

what type of coughing he heard from the victim.

Because it is possible...

And we won't know this until we've tested...

That the victim could, whilst coughing,

produce this kind of blood distribution.

So how are you going to test for that?

Well, we'll find a guinea pig.

We'll take a blood sample from him,

let him hold it in his mouth, and then...

I don't suppose either of you would oblige?

Do you want me to get you some aspirin?

No. I am fine.

Anything come in for me, Udi?

Messages on your desk, Gov.

Top man.

What happened at the lab?

Oh, it was nothing.

It's just not his favorite place.

I need to see him.

They can't continue with the inquiry, can they?

- Not with Warner dead. - Yes, they bloody can.

I told you.

I said we should all meet up, but not here.

Have you contacted the guys?

Yes. None of them met with Graham.

And I know I didn't, so that just leaves you.

Did you meet him?

Me?

Yes, you.

Look. We are all in the spotlight here, Mike.

You more than any of us.

You cut yourself out of the tape, right?

You think I had something to do with Graham Warner's death?

Are you seriously accusing me?

Sorry, boss. Alan McKellen is gonna be here in 15.

- Who? - Cyclist who found Warner.

I'll be right with you.

Gov. Do you want me to show her in?

Shut the bloody door.

I'm gonna let that pass, Phil,

but you nearly got your face punched.

You mean like Graham Warner did?

And I want to see you and the others in the pub tonight, 7:00.

Fine.

- Sorry, ma'am. - Commander.

I wanted an update on the Graham Warner situation.

- Have you got one? - Yes.

Yes. Uh, sit down.

That was Phil Vos from the Cripps shooting, wasn't it?

Yes, it was.

I'm still waiting to hear

when we're going to have that Chinese.

Well, you know Branton hates to part with a penny.

He'll be in touch.

You getting worried?

No, hungry.

I took a shortcut through the park.

I heard someone kind of moaning and coughing,

so I got off the bike.

I looked around.

I could still hear something, so I put the bike down.

He was not far from the path, lying on his back.

I went up to him, you know, asking if he was all right,

and he coughed up this blood.

So I got into a right panic.

I went back to the bike and cycled to the nearest pay phone,

called for help.

By the time I got back, he... wasn't moving.

I think he was dead by then.

What time was that?

Just before 10:30.

The ambulance was there first, then the police.

Right. Alan, at any time did you see anyone near the victim?

No. No one.

And did you notice if he had anything in his hands?

I didn't see anything.

Look.

I feel really bad

about not sort of doing anything, you know, to help.

But I was in a panic.

No, no, no. You did the right thing, Alan.

That area is a bit dodgy, you know?

I thought maybe he'd been fighting.

It happens around there.

To be honest, that was one of the reasons I didn't touch him.

AIDS, you know.

Right.

Can you describe how he was coughing?

Well, sort of like he was trying to clear his throat.

Then his head moved, and he coughed quite loud.

Could you do that for us?

You know, cough like it was, the way that you heard.

Um...

No.

And that was about 10:15.

Yeah.

I'm telling you, he's getting paranoid.

First because he was worried about what Graham was gonna say.

Now Graham's snuffed it, he's getting even worse.

Just talking about you, Gov.

Oh, yeah?

I just got mine in 'cause I'm not stopping.

Just this one, then I'm out of here.

Has Phil told you what's been happening about Graham?

Right. What I need to know...

And you've got to level with me here...

Is did one of you meet up with him that night?

- No. - I already told you we didn't.

All right. Well, did any of you other than Phil talk to him?

Yeah. I did.

He called me. Sounded freaked.

Said some bloke called Blackton was on his doorstep.

- What time was that? - Don't know. 9:15-ish.

He called me bit after then. Said the same thing.

Said the guy was opening up the inquiry

into the Cripps shooting.

Yeah. He called me, but I was later.

What time did I call you to say he'd rung me, Kev?

I don't know. About 9:45. Yeah.

He sounded really shook up.

Said he wanted to meet with us all.

That's not what he said to me.

What he said to me was he was gonna admit he screwed up.

So you're telling me that on the night he died,

Graham called each of you in a terrible state

and none of you offered to meet up with him?

What are you implying, Mike?

That one of us killed him?

No, no.

This is, uh, doing my head in here.

This Blackton, he's gonna try and divide and rule.

But if we stick to our guns, he can't touch us.

What about you?

Did Graham call you?

No, he did not.

I can't go through with...

I can't go through with...

I just want to know.

I can't go through with this, George.

The mind of a killer.

She's broken every rule in the book.

Are you getting this, George?

If Lampton's defense team get ahold of this...

Are you getting this, George?

He's gonna walk free.

Two number 12, number 32, number 40,

and two portions of 52 and 53.

- Do you want beer or wine? - Beer.

Uh, just a beer.

One beer, a bottle of the Shiraz,

and some ice water.

Thank you very much.

I've ordered a cross section.

Yeah. I'm, uh, not very hungry.

Here she is.

What's the latest on the Warner case?

Uh, seems the poor sod was mugged for his mobile.

Thank you for coming.

Well, I can see why you chose it.

Or have you booked it out for the evening?

No. It, uh, doesn't get too busy before the pubs close.

I hope you don't mind. I've already ordered.

Fine.

Just leave it. Thank you.

Right.

Well, the reason they've put the Black Dog on us,

I suppose, is pretty obvious.

The Lampton trial is going to be very big publicity,

and most of the focus, ma'am, is going to be on you.

We need to work together.

Maybe reconstruct your involvement with the case.

For example,

how much I needed you to get that incriminating evidence,

how without you, Lampton would never even have been charged.

So in other words, you were at all times

working with my full knowledge.

We would back you up,

even down to saying we encouraged you

to act in any way possible to get a result.

What do you want in return?

And that would, uh, allay the Met's fears about the trial...

and save your reputation.

And your job.

I'll back you a hundred percent.

What do you want in return?

You do the same for us... The Cripps shooting.

It was an accident.

We work over the Black Dog but we do it together.

That way, we all benefit.

"Sara Dawson."

"Take when required."

Do you know what turns me on, James?

Tell me.

Being in the mind of a killer.

Get off me.

To kill me.

It must make you so angry,

having someone out there... copying you.

Well, well, well, Commander Blake.

Do you know what turns me on, James?

Being in the mind of a killer.

Checkmate.

We know from the pathologist

that the victim was punched in the mouth.

The blood was mixed with saliva, so it wouldn't have congealed.

And we are re-creating this scenario as best we can.

And as you can see, Mark is of similar build to the victim.

He's gonna what, hold it in his mouth, is he?

Correct.

Then he'll do a few different types of coughs,

from a splutter to a good hard one.

That is terrific!

So we hit nearly all the markers.

And it's just as likely the body wasn't moved

but remained where it fell.

Mark's blood spray has extremely similar patterning

to the victim's.

There's a fine spray here and here

and heavier spotting here.

And the pathologist suggests only the one single blow.

Whoever did this had to be quite strong or a boxer.

Clare, we need to talk.

What are you doing here? This is stupid.

I couldn't call because of Carol.

I shouldn't even be here.

What is it?

Is there somewhere we can go in private?

No. Whatever it is you have to say, say it here.

I don't know why I risked my neck getting over here to...

Commander, I've got George Hart on the phone.

It's urgent.

I'm coming, Carol.

Tell me what?

My department has been retrieving footage

from a laptop belonging to George Hart.

What?

Blackton brought it in to the NHTCU.

I wanted to warn you, but don't thank me.

Ken. What was all that about?

She'll probably tell you.

It's connected to the inquiry.

I shouldn't be here.

Right. So why didn't you call and tell her on the phone?

Because it's bloody confidential.

Look. I have to get back.

- What? - It's in my car,

in the glove compartment.

- Oh, God. - It's down to you now, Clare.

- Clare. - All right.

All right. I'll sort it out.

Soon.

Yeah.

Carol?

Shut the door.

Blackton took a laptop from George's flat.

I'm in trouble.

He's recovered footage stored on the hard drive.

What footage?

Of me, in Lampton's flat.

We set up a camera to record Lampton's confession.

Oh, my God. You taped him?

Yes.

Well, was it authorized?

Of course not.

George deleted everything.

But... Blackton's been using the computer guys at the NHTCU.

Oh, I see. So that's what Ken was doing here.

Yes. Yes.

I told you it wasn't over, Carol.

There's something else.

When I was at Lampton's, I took my gun...

and hid it in his bedroom.

Well, none of us saw that, so...

I know.

George made sure of that.

He was supposed to get rid of it this afternoon,

but something didn't quite work out.

All I know is that the gun is still in his lockup.

I don't think I can afford to be seen

anywhere near George's flat.

Could you get over there, Carol?

The caretaker has a spare set of keys, and...

Just get the gun for me.

Do you think you could do that?

Sorry. Excuse me.

Deputy Chief Constable Blackton.

Thank you.

Good afternoon, sir.

I've made an effort for you today, as you can see.

I just have to ask you some preliminary questions.

I'm plodding along, but I need to get started.

So... I'd like to tape this if that's all right.

Ken, can you talk?

I don't know what to do. She wants me to...

Commander Blake, for Christ's sake.

She has just told me that she used a gun

when she went to James Lampton's flat.

Car... Hey, Carol.

C-Carol, calm down. Calm down.

Look. Why can't George Hart get it?

Oh, no.

Look... No.

C-Carol, come home now.

Yeah.

No. Yeah. I-I'll be here.

All right.

Christ.

You led the review into the Cripps shooting?

Yes, I did.

So, tell me what you think.

Now, I've read your report.

You seemed certain

that "lawful shooting" was stretching credulity.

You have a tight schedule this afternoon.

Give me a five-minute wind-up.

As I was saying, reading your report...

There were some discrepancies in the statements,

but D.C.I. Hedges is adamant that it was a lawful killing.

His team backed him.

I've seen the CCTV footage,

and they all must have pretty poor eyesight.

It was quite obvious it wasn't a gun he was waving around.

It was quite threatening.

Are you changing your tune?

No, not at all.

What about your inference that the CCTV footage was doctored?

As you've seen, it was very poor quality.

Are you saying now you don't believe it was tampered with?

I am not saying that.

You made it very clear, Commander,

that you were highly suspicious of the lawful-shooting scenario.

So you have changed your opinion.

I wouldn't say that.

We'll leave that aside for now.

I need to determine

whether or not your relationship with James Lampton

could create a very unpleasant backlash.

You'll no doubt be called as a prosecution witness

at his forthcoming trial.

I have seen those articles.

If you're required in court...

to tell the truth...

the whole truth...

what do you think the defense are going to do with that?

A lot of people don't know

how you managed to retain your position in the Met.

How dare you.

All I know is one of our highest-ranking female officers

had an explicit publicized sexual relationship

with a man who brutally raped and murdered three women.

You're in deep trouble, Commander.

So without the five-minute wind-up,

when would it be convenient to talk?

She's told me where it is.

All I have to do is get it

out of the glove compartment of George's car.

And you leave it there.

Look. If Commander Blake wants it, then let her get it.

I mean, why you even agreed to it is beyond me.

She asked me to.

I'm telling you... Don't go any further with this.

But this has got nothing to do with you.

Well, it has. Blackton was at my HQ.

Doing what?

See, this is all amounting to "you cover for me,

I'll cover for you."

You've got to be careful.

Blackton's reviewed the material

recovered from George Hart's laptop.

Why didn't you tell me that?

Well, I'm telling you now, all right?

Look. Blackton knows you and I live together.

He warned me to not say anything to you.

So that's what you were doing

sneaking around with her this afternoon?

I wasn't bloody sneaking around.

I was warning her about Blackton.

And that's why I'm telling you don't get involved.

That's all it is?

I mean, if there is something going on...

There's nothing. Look. Christ's sakes, Carol.

This is my career as well as yours.

You make me sick.

- Where are you going? - I'm going for a walk.

- Hey. - Get off me!

Ma'am, it's me. I'm in George's car.

There's nothing in the glove compartment.

No, nothing here either. Maybe he was mistaken.

There has to be.

How do you know?

I know it's there, Carol...

because he told me this afternoon.

Christ. Why didn't he get rid of it?

It's there. It has to be there.

It's D.I. Carol Browning, isn't it?

- I'm Stephen Blackt... - Yes. I know who you are.

I was just looking for a cigarette light.

Did you find it?

No.

Let me do that.

You mind if I do something else for you?

It's just advice.

You should think twice

about getting involved with anybody else's situation.

You've got a really good track record.

Be a shame to put a black mark on it

before you've really got going.

You know?

Thanks. Um, I'll think about that.

Good.

If you have anything you want to discuss with me...

call me.

It's handwritten 'cause that's a new mobile number.

That sounds urgent... Or very persistent.

Good night, then.

Hi, Ken. Thank you for calling me back.

Carol?

Carol?

Hello?

I'm not at home right now, so I'll call you, yeah?

Bye.

Carol?

Call me any time.

If you think you might have information

that might be useful to me, I might be useful to you.

I'd appreciate the call.

Carol... will you do that for me?

Yeah.

Thanks.

He just came out of nowhere.

As if he'd been waiting or watching the place.

He frightened me out of my wits.

That's why when you called I pretended that you were Ken.

He didn't get his reputation for nothing,

skulking around like a hungry dog.

It wasn't there.

I searched under the seats, everywhere.

Carol, I'm concerned that I'm drawing you into something

which might have repercussions down the line.

If you wanted to take a two-week holiday,

now is a very good time to do it.

The more distance between us, the better for you.

Do you think it'll come out that I gave you information,

you know, that I shouldn't have?

Oh, I shouldn't think so.

But if Lampton's defense do come after me, I mean...

I'll try to keep you out of it.

I won't take you down with me, Carol.

I'll be all right.

I can look after myself.

Anyway, whatever I did, I would do again.

The serial number is 265332.

It is.

And do you have a name for me?

Commander Clare Blake.

That's great.

Yeah. Thanks a lot.

Thanks for your help. Bye.

Bang, bang, Commander.

You're dead.

I tied up the evidence that proved he was a killer.

By forcing him

to admit to murder with a gun held to his head!

Everybody stay calm.

If one of you opens his mouth, we all go down.

I've lost my way, haven't I?

From now on, whatever she asks you to do...

Not going to give me what you gave to James Lampton?

Lampton's defense are going to make a very public slaughter

of Commander Blake.

She's going down, Carol.

We get rid of her, and it saves our reputation.