"PRIME SUSPECT Episode 5" "Errors Of Judgement" "I believe that the police should, erm..." "Bugger it!" "Liaise." "The police should liaise with the community..." "They should be a part of the community." "Excuse me, sir, I wondered..." "Oi!" "Here, have it." "Er... so, people are always saying that the police should, erm... liaise with the community." "But I believe they should be a part of the community." "Right, any questions?" "No?" "Well, why don´t I ask you one, then?" "I´ve been a cop for about 22 years." "God, that makes me feel old!" "Anyway, when I was about your age," "I decided what I wanted." "I wanted to be in the police force." "And that´s where I am." "And I´m very happy about that." "You see, I..." "I think that people get on a train... and they don´t know what their destination is." "And then they finish up somewhere that they don´t want to be." "So why don´t you think about that, and tell me..." "Well, tell me what you want to be." "Tell me what kind of a life you want." "What do you want?" "To get hammered!" "He wants to get hammered." "Anyone else?" "Respect." "Yeah, well, I can identify with that myself." "Sweet commies for trade!" "Commies?" "What´s that?" "Comics?" "No, computers." "Oh." "What about you?" "What do you want?" "Law and order." "Yeah, all right, all right, that´s enough." "You want law and order." "What´s your name?" "Sad wanker." "Campbell." "Campbell, you don´t think you´ve got law and order?" "Are you joking?" "I mean..." "Look, who gives a shit?" "Nobody!" "Nobody gives a shit about anything!" "We´ll talk about that later, all right?" "You know me?" "No, but you´ve seen me around, yeah?" "So you sort of know me." "Thing is, my friends here are what you´d call, er... chefs." "And they need a nice, clean kitchen to do a bit of cooking in." "Please, I´m looking after these kids." "Just open the door, darlin´." "We´re not gona cook the kids." "Mind if I smoke?" "So those figures are halved That´s not rhetoric that´s arithmetic" "In 1993, my división responded to around 100 gun-related incidents... in the Deansfield area." "Last year, 50." "Are you saying, Mr Ballinger, that you´re our saviour?" "That´s right." "Like all senior officers on this force, I am guided by the Lord." "So you´re saying it´s safe to walk round Deansfield at night?" "I didn´t hear myself say that." "What I´m saying, what is unequivocally true is it´s now safer than it was." "That is quantifiable." "That is a fact." "Let me tell you something." "In 1994..." "Operation Japan broke the back of gun crime in this area... and it has never recovered." "Serious woundings caused by gunshots have fallen by 15%." "Armed robbery by 21%." "Now, that is a very significant reduction." "So what I´m saying to you... is that the measures the police are taking... they are working." "Slowly but surely." "Of course, that´s boring." "That doesn´t make good telly." "You won´t see many camera-in-the-bag documentaries about that." "All I can say is, just because you don´t see it on the box, it doesn´t mean it ain´t happening." "I´d now like to take this opportunity to introduce at the side of the room." "Detective Superintendent Jane Tennison." "Superintendent Tennison joins us from the Met." "I´ve been here for ten days already..." "And we still haven´t had a drink yet." "That´s a disgrace." "You still haven´t given me any work to do." "Well, that´s not entirely the case." "Oh, please!" "Speeches in schools!" "I´m bad at them and I hate doing them." "That´s a poor use of me as a resource and you know it." "I was endeavouring to break you in gently." "Our provincial ways..." "I don´t need breaking in." "I just need something to do." " Something authentic." " This is the north." "In my day, lasses stopped at home, mangled the kids and fed the washing." "Listen..." "I..." "I don´t know what you´ve heard about me, but..." "What have I heard?" ""That bloody Jane Tennison, she´ll be storming into your nick, the balls of your best officers trailing from her jaws, spraying people with claret, calling people masons, threatening resignation."" "Er... well, I..." "I just wanted to tell you I- I-I´m not a complete maniac." "Aren´t you?" "How disappointing." "No, I´m a good cop." "Yeah, I´ve heard that too." "That´s one of the..." "Oh, bollocks!" "Ballinger." "Fatal shooting, killer still on the premises." "Will that do you?" " What happened?" " There´s a dead man on the walkway." "Second floor of that flat there." "Are you Rankine?" "Yes, ma´am." "Gerry... ma´am." "Up there." " Who called that lot in?" " I did." "DI Devaney." "The gun was fired from inside the flat." "There´s someone still in there." "I´ve cleared the whole floor." "God Almighty, get these people out of here." "If anyone here gets hit, you´re responsible." "I´m sorry, sir, I´m sorry." "You´ll have to move over there." "Right now, please." "You too, sir." "Thanks very much." "Oi!" "All right, boys and girls?" " Who the hell´s that?" " That´s The Street." "Used to be called Clive Norton." "But that doesn´t have the same ring." "Afternoon, dibbles!" "Are you going to shoot me, or what?" "Simple enough question." "You!" "Hey!" "Get away from there." "No, that wasn´t the question." "The question was, "Are you going to shoot me? "" "Answer..." "Doesn´t look like it." "I don´t know, you dibs, eh?" "Been gagging to have a pop at me, you have." "I said get away from that door!" "I had a phone call, yeah?" "I´ve got a poorly boy in this flat." "And the boys know The Stree takes good care." "Hey, beast boy?" "It´s me." "Bit of a mess, this." "Eh?" " Get that ambulance up to the door quickly." " OK, ma´am." "OK, son, you´ll be all right." "Yo, teacher, do I get frisked?" "I love being frisked, me." " Do it." " Kneel down!" "Face me!" "I want him along." "I´m going to the hospital." "I´ll see what I can pick up there." "I´ll be back later." "When I get back, I want both the W´s." "Two, three." "Excuse me, sir, what is your problem?" "Move..." " DC Adeliyeka, ma´am." " Call me Henry." "OK, Detective." "Would you get in and come to the hospital with us?" " Why?" " Eh?" "Why and who?" "Weapon and witnesses." "Ah." "Oi!" "SOCO, back off." "I don´t want nobody fingering that body till we´ve done with him, right?" "Nazir Ahmed, the people´s friend, is wearing a pouch for his little parcels, but there´s no parcels left." "The blood´s still runing." "He´s not been dead half an hour." "Get anything?" "Ballistics could be tested." "There´s a bunch of bullets and stuff." "No weapon." "Unless they´ve invented one you can flush down the bog." "Third person now absent, with or without gun." "Was it a forced entry?" "Uh-uh." "Witnesses?" "This neighbourhood, Gerry - have a guess." "So, no W´s." "You´ll be OK." "You´ll be back in business soon." "I want a uniform five inches from him the entire time he´s in hospital, OK?" " Can you hear me?" "What´s his name?" " Michael Johns." " Is he taking any drugs?" " The best money can buy." " Why?" "Do you want some?" " Shut up!" "I´ll come to you." "Hey, don´t go calling me, woman." "I got the poor frigging kid out of there" " while you were dicking around." " He´s a key witness in this case." " I must have a statement." " This boy´s been shot at point-blank range." "Now can you all please back off and let me do my job!" "Thank you!" "He looked a bit young for a doctor, didn´t he?" "Right, now you can talk to me." "Of course, doll." "That´s why I´m here." "I love being interviewed, me." " Oh, yes, I bet you do." " Later, yeah." "We´ll work together on this one, Jane." "Keep each other posted, yeah?" "He knows my name!" "Point of honour, ma´am." "Everybody´s name, everybody´s business." "If it´s police, he knows about it." "The dead guy on the walkway was a soldier." "Muled for The Street since he was 15." "Are you saying The Street shot him?" "Much too grand to go shooting guns ourself." "Big round here, our Clive." " Done time?" " Bits and pieces." "Not what he deserves." "How come?" "He´s clever." "He´s careful." "You stay here and sort the security, all right?" "And Henry... don´t call me ma´am." "Call me boss, guv..." "Just call me anything but ma´am." "You´d better stash that broom, mate." "The new Super might fancy a ride." " Right, what have we got?" " The usual." "Stacks of forensic." "They´re already moaning they can´t do anything and it´ll take a week." "There´s bullets but they´re damaged." " What kind of bullets are they?" " Heckler and Koch 9mm." " Or something comparable." " Yeah, and?" "The killer was stood here." "He didn´t move." "He discharged a whole magazine in one burst." "Pulled the trigger, kept on firing till the gun ran out." " So he was waiting here?" " I think so." "The door opens." "In comes Nazir Ahmed and the flat owner, Michael Johns." " Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang." " How did he get in?" "He had a key?" "Or it was someone Michael knew." "Or somebody used to locked doors." "Ah, a hit man." "I don´t think so." "No?" "He or she was not used to automatic weapons." "The gun is set to continuous fire." "But it´s so light, they can´t control it." "Amateur hit man?" "So, have we got the murder weapon?" "No, ma´am." "Uniforms are looking all over the estate." "Stop and search on all arterial roads." "So what sort of form has Michael got?" "Is he involved in things like guns and drugs?" "No, his name never comes up." "Hey." " Are you one of ours?" " I´m with The Herald." "Christ!" "Give me that." "OK, good work." "Get it typed up and get it to my appointed team as soon as possible." "Well, good work." "Now I can die happy." "Piss off." "Feeling better?" "Getting there." "Bad for your statistics, though, isn´t it, people getting shot?" "Just nail the killer quickly." "Yeah." "Let´s talk about the list of available people." "Because I want to choose my team for the investigation." "What for?" "You don´t know anybody here." "Yes, that´s true, but I´d still like to be able to choose." "Well, what exactly was wrong with the three you had earlier?" "Well, for a start-off, I didn´t choose them." "Jane, you will eat what is on your plate." "Er... good evening, I´m Superintendent Tennison, for those of you who haven´t seen me around... and I´m in charge of this investigation." "Now, obviously I don´t know this area, I don´t know these people, so I will be depending on you." "But don´t worry, I´m a quick learner." "OK, if you have anything to say, just shout out your name first." "DC Adeliyeka, do you want me to leave?" "Sorry about that, Henry." "Right... here are our players." "Nazir Ahmed, our murder victim." "He was 19 years old." "Cocaine, crack, heroin-possessión and dealing, a little bit of... pimping on the side, court order for rehab - altogether a bit of a rogue." "Time of death, sometime after midday." "Now, this is Michael Johns." "He´s in hospital, he´s wounded, but we can´t get to him till tomorrow morning." "He´s also young but, up to now, clean." "However, he knows this character." "Clive Norton, aka..." "The Street." "Yeah." "Bit of a local celebrity, is he?" "Funy, I always thought it was a soap opera." "Erm, yeah, DS Pardy." "Is Norton a suspect?" "He´s a comon denominator." "Nazir Ahmed worked for him." "Michael Johns knows him and is known by him." "In fact, he called Michael Johns his boy and I want to know what that means." "The rest of these - can anyone help me?" "Er... yeah." "Erm they´re all part of the same crew." "Tony Rice." "If we´re prodding The Street, we get to feel Tone." "He´s The Street´s personal mule." "Driver." "Gopher." "I´ve had some dealings with him." "He´s doolally, frankly." "Be careful." "Charlie Toots, Radio Chalker." "Radio?" "That´s a funy moniker, isn´t it?" "Radio rental - mental." "They´re the hard boys." "They´re a double act." "If The Street marks your card these boys give you the stripes." "They´ve all got form." "TDA, GBH, the usual." "Mix and match." "OK." "Next the murder weapon." "Erm... who´s DC Growse?" "Well, it says here that you´re the gun expert." "Right, well..." "We´re looking for a machine pistol." "Probably a Heckler, possibly an Uzi." "Ballistics can link shells to a specific weapon, so we want that stuff, like, now." "Heard that?" "OK, question." "Was this a gang-related execution?" "If so, one of two things." "A) The firearm has been returned to the gang´s stockpile." "It´s gona be kept in circulation." "Or B) It´s already been smuggled out of town and by now it´s in wherever." "Penzance, Glasgow..." "OK, got the picture." "Growsey, in these cases you never get the weapon." "Well, we´ll see about that." "Yeah, go on." "It´s not a gangland killing, it´s an ordinary murder." "How did the killer get the gun?" "Answer: "Probably he rented it."" "Like a video." "There´s a bloke in the pub, whatever." "OK, OK, here´s what we do." "We go through every file of every individual who´s ever been involved in a gang or a drug-related shooting." "We also check with the gunsmiths, the gun clubs, the arms dealers - see if anyone´s had a machine pistol go missing." " And not reported it." " Me." "Thanks." "Pump your snouts." "Find out the word on the street." "No pun intended." "Also, Forensics." "When are we getting whatever we´re getting?" "We must have the result of that paraffin test the minute it´s in." " We´ve got them." " Sorry?" "Michael Johns did not shoot a gun of any kind." "Well, why didn´t you tell me this before?" "I didn´t get the chance, ma´am." "Witnesses - an entire block who say they saw nothing is an entire block of liars." "Why are they lying?" "Who´s leaning on them?" "What are they afraid of?" "We´ve knocked on every door on that floor." "On that floor?" "You´ve got to knock on every door of every floor." "Devaney, Rankine, can you handle that, please?" "Right, that´s it." "We meet tomorrow evening, six sharp to exchange information." "And that means everybody." "Thanks very much." "Henry, tomorrow you´re with me." "We´re in the hospital." "Good night." "So do we know what The Street was doing around the middle of the day?" "Yep." "Dogs." "Dogs?" "What does dogs mean, Henry?" "The Street´s got these bloody great Rottweilers." "Yes, right." "And?" "So?" "So, he loves them." "They´re smart." "Really clever." "So The Street loves his clever dogs." "So what?" "He was in the park with them." "Oh, he was in the park with them!" "So have we have got any witnesses to this charming scene?" "Yeah, Tony Rice, Radio Chalker, Charlie Toots." "All sitting on a park bench, watching The Street chuck a stick." "Very cosy." "It´s amazing what them dogs can do with a stick." "Henry, you stay here, all right?" "So how are they treating you, Michael?" "All that blood, just one little hole in your shoulder." "You were lucky." "Is he always that talkative?" "What´s your name?" "Janice Lafferty." "Are you his girlfriend?" "Yeah, sort of." "Yeah." "It must be rotten for you, but don´t worry, he´s gona be OK." "Erm..." "Listen, Janice... would you mind if I just have a couple of words with him in private?" "Is that OK?" "Great, thanks." "Who shot you, Michael?" "Who murdered Nazir?" "Now, are you not talking because you didn´t see who it was?" "Or you saw who it was but you didn´t recognise them?" "Or that you know exactly who it was but you don´t want to tell me?" "You see, we know that Nazir worked for The Street." "And The Street´s a friend of yours, isn´t he?" "Do you work for The Street, Michael?" "Who has keys to your flat?" "Listen." "If you don´t want to talk to me, that´s one thing." "But if you´ve been told not to talk to me, that´s something quite different." "I think you´re not talking because you´re frightened." "Yo, you think what you want, Babylon." "Whatever bake your cake, darling." "Mm?" "Whatever lift your dress." "I´m Inspector Devaney, this is my ID." "Oi!" "Give it back, you little bugger!" "Give it me now!" "Rankine, get here and try this frigging door." "I´m gona strangle this child." "Rankine!" "Get off the phone and do as you´re told." "Tony Rice wants to talk." "He´s shitting himself." "All right, we heard you!" "Henry..." "Good to see you again so soon." "Clive, I´ve got a couple of questions for you." "Oh." "Are you here?" "Let me consult my diary." "Good news." "The Street is in." "You want to know what I´ve found out about Nazir Ahmed?" "Well, let me tell you." "My enquiries have revealed that Nazir was tip-top." "Salt of the earth." "Loved by all." "It´s a terrible business altogether, really." "We ought to call in the police." "Nazir was a mule." "He was ferrying drugs around town." "Was he?" "Oh, well." "He´s in Paki heaven now, in´t he?" "Getting tugged off by 12-year-old virgins and all that." "Is that why was he killed?" "Did someone else want his turf?" "Maybe his own boss had him assassinated." "Interesting, yeah." "Maybe the bullets came out of Kenedy´s head... ricocheted across the Atlantic." "And you, in the meantime, you were doing your Barbara Woodhouse... in the park with your dogs." "There I was, happy as Larry." "The sun´s shining." "My boy Tony gets a call on his mobile." "Michael John´s been shot." "And this Nazir..." "What´s his name, Henry?" " Nazir Ahmed." " That´s it." "He´s got himself killed." "Could I be of assistance?" "Who made the call?" "A local resident." "Everyone knows they can get hold of me in a crisis." " They can rely on me." " Oh, yeah?" "Fix them up with what they need, huh?" "Fix." "Drugs." "Fix people up." "Nice one." "Yeah, I help ´em." "I´m a community service, me." "At the scene of the shooting, you called Michael your "boy"." "What did you mean by that?" "Everybody´s my boy." "Do you live here?" "Yeah." "Alone, I presume." "Yeah, like you." "What is this, Henry?" "Have you got anywhere with this case, or what?" "We have reason to believe that Nazir was working for you." "That he was your bagman." "Now, I didn´t actually hear you read my rights." "Did I miss that?" "Am I under arrest?" "Oh, no." "If you want me to leave, just say so." "I won´t actually go, but I know saying so will make you feel like a big boy." "Just because you don´t come, Jane, don´t take it out on me." "Oh, Clive!" "You´re the conection." "You´re the thing that holds all of this together." "You can tell Toots and Radio and the rest of those lowlifes... that when I nail you for complicity in this murder... they do time as well." "You´re that far away from life imprisonment." "I am scared!" "Watch your back, Gerry." " Stop fussing." " That´s an order." " Shouldn´t you tell her about this?" " You stop fussing." "When did this happen?" "The door, Deborah, who kicked it in?" "Duno." "Are you straight enough to talk?" "Do you remember who I am?" "DI Devaney." "I busted you a while back, yeah?" "Your boyfriend owns this flat, doesn´t he?" "He doesn´t own this flat?" "He´s dead." "Do you know how he died?" "They bloody shot him." "Who did?" "Who shot him?" "Was Nazir moonlighting or what?" "Did The Street find out and do this here?" "The door, Deborah." "Come on." "The passive I´m getting just sat here, that could put you away, big time." "Naz did that." "Nailed up the door and that." "He barricaded himself in?" "Why, what was he scared of?" "He was cutting up the gear with laxative and shit." "Taking it himself." "Bloody mad!" "I mean, it were doing his bloody head in." "He were that scared of everything." "Then he wanted to get out again." "Sort some more skag." "Pulled the door off himself, didn´t he?" "Nazir was powdering down the gear?" "Taking it himself." "I mean, Christ!" "Who shot him, Deborah?" "Come on." "What are you not telling me?" "I think I´m going to chuck." "Sorry I´m late." "OK... what have we got?" "Forensics, surprise me." " What´s the story on Ballistics?" " Tomorrow at the earliest." "That´s not early enough." "Lean on them." "So, how about the files?" "Hello, hello!" "Anybody at home?" "The files on the people involved in the shooting incidents." "Here, boss." "Basically we´re eliminating in blocks." "60% banged up, therefore out of the runing." "20% out of the country." "5% kicked the bucket..." " OK, how far have you got?" " We´re still checking the prisons." " What´s your name?" " Rachel Skiner, boss." "Well, Rachel, that just isn´t fast enough." "Well, I´m not the only bugger doing this." "I´m putting you in charge and therefore responsible." "I want a working shortlist by tomorrow morning." "OK?" "Get to it." "Right, we have information that Nazir Ahmed has an apartment somewhere in town." " Don´t know where." "It could be anywhere." " 56 Brayburne Terrace." " What?" " He bought the flat at the end of last year." "Installed his girlfriend Deborah to field personal callers." "How do you know this?" "Deborah´s a junkie." "I´ve pulled her in a few times." " Have you known it for a while?" " Yeah." " And do you think you could talk to her?" " I have done." "Well, and?" "Nazir was making The Street´s good smack go an long way." "Cutting it with all kinds of garbage, selling short measure, raking in extra cash to feed his own habit." "And getting paranoid and generally praying The Street wouldn´t find out... his rep as king dealer was going down the pan." "The boy was not smart." "Oh, Jesus!" "Don´t you think it would have been nice... if I´d known this before I talked to The Street?" "If I had known you were, I´d obviously have told you." "I mean, are you lot incapable of the basic procedures of investigation?" "You have to keep me informed." "I´ve got a mobile." "Use it." "Where the hell´s Rankine?" "He´s with his snout." "Fine, thank you, thank you." "Thank you very much." "Tony..." "I appreciate you´re a wee bit strung out..." "Shut it, dibble!" "Listen..." "The Street don´t know shit about this Paki, right?" "Well... that´s not strictly true, Tony." "About him getting whacked and that." "Big surprise!" "No idea." "The Street, man..." "Christ, he was distressed." "Tony there´s no future in this relationship if all you´re gona do is pass on messages from your employer." "Shut it!" "The Street... did not kill Nazir." "The Street did not order Nazir to be killed." "The Street is extremely pissed off." "Because all this ructions is bad for business." "Understand?" "Yeah." "Now´s the time people are going to start getting wasted." "Know what I mean?" "Cheetham, Cheetham Hill." "Ancoats." "Where´s Ancoats?" "Medway." "Ancoats?" "Ah, Ancoats." "Holt Town..." "Come in." "Rankine, when I say 6:00, I mean 6:20." "I don´t mean 8:00." "However, I will take your apology... for granted as I can´t be bothered to sit and listen to it." "Just tell me what you´ve got and pray... that it´s worth me being mildly pissed off about." "My snout´s Tony Rice." "The Street´s right arm." "Ah." "OK, go on." "The Street did not pop Nazir." "Official." "Nor did he put out a contract." "It was business as usual, tickety-boo, then all of a sudden he has the Five-O cluttering up his front room." "The Street knows Tony´s a grass, he´s selling you a line." "I don´t think so." "Nazir ripped him off." "He couldn´t be seen to tolerate that." "The Street´s a realist." "If his right-hand man isn´t milking the firm, the chances are somebody else is." "If somebody´s got their fingers in the till, it´s cool, you can always slam the drawer." "It´s what happens now." "That´s what´s got Tony scared." "I mean, if The Street had killed this guy, it would be a relief to everybody." "Nazir was his property, he could do what he liked with him." "Everybody understands that." "But an outsider wasting Nazir to get at his share of the market..." "Gang war." "Tony says so." "I believe him." "OK." "Good." "Oh, it´s late." "Do you want a drink?" "No, thanks." "I´m buying." "I´d rather get up the road, you know." "Yeah." "OK, good work." "Thanks." "Night." "You made me jump." "Hungry?" "Yeah." "Stop me when I go wrong, OK?" "The problem of drugs is not going to go away." "Statistically, the number..." " What´s the matter?" " Nothing." "Carry on." "Statistically..." "Statistically, the number of crimes... instigated in some way by the drug culture is huge." "I mean, there are incredible amounts of money to be made." "No, no, Jane, come on." "I´m just thinking what a wonderful careers officer you would have made." "You nick a dealer, what do you get?" "Another bloody dealer." "You arrest him, there´s another and another and bloody nauseam." "You make a bust, what happens?" "Up goes the price of smack." "Boosh, there goes your car." "Junkie´s turned car thief to keep himself turned on." "What´s the answer?" "I´ll tell you the answer." "It´s containment." "Cont..." "Now, that´s the euphemism of the century." "Ghettoisation is more like it." "You can´t stop people wanting to get off their faces." "As long as people want to do it, they will find a way." "And there´s nothing you or I can do about it." " Yeah, OK, OK." "So, OK, you have this bunch of people." "Their lives revolve around drugs one way and the other." "They´re taking it, making it, ripping each other off over it." "They´re killing each other over it." "So what do you do?" "What do you say?" "You say, "OK, that´s fine"?" ""That´s fine." "You lot, you kids." "Get on with it." "Kill each other." "We´ll contain it." "We´ll put a wire around you." "We won´t allow anyone in or out. "" "Well, that is a ghetto." "The ghettos are already there, Jane." "All I´m saying is, let´s make sure they don´t spread." "Let´s make sure they don´t infect the rest of the place." "What about those poor sods born in the ghetto?" "What about them?" "You can´t have one system of justice for the bad guys... and one for everyone else." "I mean..." "You can, but it´s not a system that I want anything to do with." "I want law and order for everyone." "Including Campbell." " Who´s Campbell?" " Oh, no-one." "He´s just a kid." "I..." "I just think it is my job to catch the bad guys." "Full stop." "And I believe if the bad guys are being bad to each other and leaving the good guys in peace, there is something to be said for that." "Though I don´t seem to be able to say it with any authority tonight." "Yeah, well, this stuff´s hard to think about, isn´t it, let alone talk about." "Especially for someone in your position." "Yeah, well, friends who are friends don´t quite get what I´m on about." "Friends who are coppers..." "Well, let´s say in this job you have to watch your back a bit, don´t you?" "Taking a bit of a chance with me, then, aren´t you, sir?" "Er..." "I think I´ll go for a pee." "For God´s sakes, are you physically incapable?" "I want a dry martini straight up and I want it now." "I don´t want an olive." "Any sign of an olive, you´re back in uniform." "You lot can laugh." "In the Met, we wouldn´t be having this conversation." "Me, I´ve screwed my way to the top, and I may be 50, but I could bloody well do it..." "Are you all right?" "Fine." "What´s the matter?" "Mm?" "Nothing." "Just a bit tired, I don´t know." "In at the deep end." "I know it was exactly what I wanted." "Thank you very much, but..." "Are the team behaving?" "Yes." "Fine." "Absolutely fine." "I know Rankine´s an idle bastard but he´s a good copper, given the chance." "Yep." "Tell me something." "You feel you´ve been sacked, don´t you?" "Ending up here." "No, not at all." "Now, that doesn´t suit you." "What?" "Not telling the truth." "Well, you shouldn´t feel that." "I don´t suppose you´d believe me but it is actually true." "Clare Devaney came straight into my office to ask if she could work under you." "It isn´t just your reputation for snottiness that precedes you." "You´re a role model, Jane." "An icon in the force." "Shit, I´m getting this wrong, aren´t I?" "What have I said?" "Oh, nothing." "Shall we have a coffee?" "Let´s have it at my place." "Yes, sure, I´d like to meet your wife." "My wife´s away at the moment." "As a matter of fact, she´s away most of the time." "Yeah?" "Oh, darling, morning." "No." "No, no, no." "I was fast asleep, yeah." "How is she?" "Yeah, is she any better?" "Mm-hm." "No, no." "You stay." "Stay another night, yeah, yeah." "I´m fine, yeah." "Mm-hm." "Yeah, yeah, I love you too, yeah." "OK, yeah, well, phone me again tomorrow." "Bye." "Well, I´d better go." " Don´t go yet." " No, it´s all right, I´m... pretty late anyway." "Hi, I´ll bring Michael in for breakfast." " Ask your brother if he´s hungry." " He can smell it." "He´ll come." "Just ask him, will you?" "Good lass." "Breakfast, Cam." "Do you want owt?" "Are you carrying?" "I´ve just come out of hospital, Mrs Lafferty." "I got myself shot." "I need it." "Oh, erm..." "I´m sorry to interrupt." " Jane, come in." " No, no, no, it´s fine." "It´s not important." "Sorry, I know what this is." "She needs authorisation." "I´ll be back in a tick." "Jane, can you just wait?" " Look..." " It´s all right, Martin." "We slept together." "It´s what people do when they´re grown-up." "It won´t happen again and I certainly won´t discuss it with anyone." "I hope I can rely on you for the same discretion." "Oh, for God´s sake!" " Do you think I screwed my way to the top?" " No, do you think I did?" "Oh, Clare, could I have everyone in the incident room in about ten minutes?" " Yes, I will keep you informed about that." " Mm-hm." "Campbell!" "Where are you going?" "I´ll come back to you, sunshine." "Right." "Scene of the crime." "The location." "Come on, speak to me." "Rankine?" "The Clem Atlee estate is where the homeowners bring their doggies to defecate." "It´s..." "It´s not a nice place to live." "The registered tenant of the flat where the killing took place is Michael Johns." "He´s only 18 years old." "What´s he doing with his own apartment?" "The Street takes care of his boys." " Pardy?" "It´s Pardy, isn´t it?" " Yeah." "Erm..." "Steve." "Got those dabs?" "Yeah." "Rice, Toots, Chalker." "They all claim to be friends of Michael´s." " Their prints have a perfect right to be there." " That´s boring, isn´t it?" "Bring them in anyway." "Make life hard." "What about the blood?" "Er... well, buckets of Ahmed." "Little bit of Michael." "Period." " Oh, Pardy, you´re such a laugh." " These are the lists, are they?" "Yeah, I´m just off to copy them now, boss. 46 names." " Good." "Copies for everyone, please." " OK." "I want those checked personally." "Not by phone." "Personally." "Henry, is that for me?" "Michael Johns has discharged himself from hospital." "Oh... has he?" "He hasn´t discharged himself from me." "I want him monitored round the clock." "That´s your job." " Mr Growse, what about the weapon?" " The regional crime squads are fully briefed." " Has The Street got a cache of arms anywhere?" " Mm-hm." "Several, according to my snout." "Call him." " I can´t do that." " Ask him where they are." "Boss, can I say something?" "I don´t get what we´re driving at with The Street." "I mean, the guy´s a right dickhead, but why would he kill a soldier of his own outfit in a flat belonging to someone he knows?" "Well, it´s a good question, but, erm let´s just stay right in his face." "Breathe all over him and he might let something slip." "Yeah, but the guy has alibis, whether those alibis are real or not." "There´s motivation to punish Nazir, but to murder him, in these circumstances, it doesn´t..." "You´re steering us as though The Street is your prime suspect." "He´s the key." "He´s how this whole thing unlocks." "Sorry, ma´am, could you come to the front desk, please?" " Jane, have you got a moment?" " Sorry, I´m wanted front of house." " The Superintendent will be along in a minute." " Yes, sir." "Look, really, Martin, this is completely unimportant." "What kind of man do you think I am?" "Well, er..." "I think you´re the kind of man who basically adores his wife, but doesn´t mind a bit on the side occasionally." "Yeah." "Well, I´m sorry." "I´m afraid I..." "Jane, all I wanted to say was last night for me was electrifying." "You... have my attention." "Well, I want to see you again." "If you don´t want to see me again, that´s OK." "I can take that on the chin, but I want to see you again." "Very much." "Jesus, Jane!" "I want you now." "So does the desk sergeant and he asked me first." "Sergeant?" "Campbell Lafferty, ma´am." "Oh, Campbell." "Well, it´s very nice to see you, but..." "I´m sorry, I don´t have time for a chat right now." "Maybe some other time, OK?" "I killed him." "The Paki" " Ahmed." "I shot him." "It was me." "You ape!" "Bloody bastard ape!" "Mrs Lafferty, you´re not being arrested, OK?" "You´re not being busted." "Do you know where your lad is, eh?" "Straighten up, Noreen." "This is actually happening." "Do you know where Campbell is?" "He´s down the nick, confessing to a murder." "Now, please, get in the car." " What´s all that about?" " All I did was show my warrant card, guv, and bang, she knees me in the bollocks." "Bloody junkie bitch!" "Anyway, I kneed her back." "She´s right, Pardy." "You´re an ape." "Let me tell you something." "I am broken." "This... does not conect with this." "And there´s f-all I can do about it, right?" "I put that much shit in my brain, I can hardly speak my name." "But there´s one thing, darling..." "One thing about me that ain´t dirty." "One thing that ain´t spoilt." "And that´s my kids." " You´re saying Campbell wasn´t involved?" " You look at me!" "I´m shite." "I see the way you look at me." "I´m saying to you... the one bloody thing that´s right in my life is those kids." "Noreen, no-one is saying you don´t love your kids, all right?" "No-one is trying to take them away from you." "We just have to find out whether Campbell really was involved in this shooting." "Look, I want you to have a look at this photograph." "All right?" "Tell me if you recognise this man." "Michael told me to keep him away from that lot." "Michael Johns?" "So I told Camy..." "I says to him..." ""I don´t want you hanging around these lads. "" "Michael is Janice´s boyfriend, isn´t he?" "Does he spend much time at the house?" "He makes things up." "Who does?" "Camy." "He saw this thing on the telly once." " Yeah." " It was about snakes." "For days afterwards..." "he wouldn´t use his hands." "He ate off the plate." "He wouldn´t wash." "I said, "Camy what are you doing? "" "And he says "I´m a snake. "" "He´s always making things up." "The time is 14:40." "Present in Interview Room three are Detective Superintendent Tennison, DI Devaney..." "Campbell Lafferty, Mrs Noreen Lafferty, and duty solicitor Gary Pocklington." "What is your full name and date of birth?" "Campbell Lafferty. 28/8/80." "I must tell you that you don´t have to say anything but it may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned something which you may later rely on in court." "Anything you do say may be given in evidence." "Do you understand?" "Yeah." "OK, Campbell." "Erm..." "What I´ve got here is the statement you made this morning in the presence of a social worker." "I´d like to talk to you about it, all right?" "You said you shot Nazir Ahmed because Michael Johns told you to." "Yeah." "Michael gave you the gun in... your bedroom." "Yeah." "And then you hid in Michael´s flat, although you can´t remember how you got in there." "And you buried the gun, although you can´t remember where." " Are you happy with that?" " Yeah." "Well, Campbell, what I don´t understand is why are you telling us you committed this crime when it is extremely obvious you did no such thing?" "I did." "I killed him." "Michael told me to." "Do you always do what Michael tells you to do?" "Nah, he´s a prick." "I see." "Well, why don´t you help me here?" "You see, you said here in your statement that you thought Nazir was OK." "That he was "a cool guy"." "So why kill him?" " Did Michael offer to pay you?" " Michael never pays for anything." "Oh, I see." "He never pays for anything, you think he´s a prick." "But if he tells you to pick up a gun and shoot someone you like, you do it?" "You do it just like that." "How did you get into Michael´s flat?" " I robbed his key." " From where?" "Out of his jacket." "It was hanging in the bog at our house." "Why did you need to do that?" "Why didn´t he just give you his key?" "Where is it now, this key?" "For the tape, Campbell is shrugging his shoulders." "OK, well, let´s talk about the gun." "What sort of a gun was it?" "A machine gun." "And who gave it to you?" "Michael." "Oh, yes, that´s right." "In his bedroom." "Yeah." "No." "That´s wrong, Campbell." " You said he gave it to you in your bedroom." " No..." "I mean yeah, in my bedroom." " Superintendent..." " Yeah, anyway..." "Somewhere or other, Michael gives you this gun." "You let yourself into Michael´s flat..." "Why did you do that?" "I mean, why kill him there?" "That didn´t look very good for Michael, did it?" "Whose idea was that?" "Wasn´t Michael a bit like a big brother to you?" "Didn´t he tell you not to get mixed up in gangs?" "I can´t remember that observation in Campbell´s statement." "So why shoot him?" "I mean, why shoot either of them?" "Think about this, Campbell." "I want you to picture yourself in that flat... a loaded machine-gun in your hands." "You´re waiting for the door to open." "OK, now what happens?" "What happens next, what happens when the door opens?" "Can I stay here tonight, in a cell?" "Yes, we will be holding you for 24 hours to make further enquiries." "Oh, Campbell." "You said you wanted law and order." "Do you remember that?" " Yeah." " Yeah." "I do, too." "You´ll never get it, unless you tell the truth." "That´s all." "It´s as simple as that." "Well?" " You´re asking me what I think?" " Mm-hm." "If I think something´s really obvious, I always want a second opinion." "Well, he´s disturbed, in´t he?" "Poor kid." "But is he disturbed enough to kill?" "No." "I don´t think so." "No." "Neither do I." "Poor kid, he´s so confused." "Congratulations." "I hear that you´ve nabbed the killer." "Yes." "Except, erm..." "We don´t think he did it." " Oh?" "Why´s that?" " Well... we´d have absolutely no evidence against him..." "We´ve got somebody says he shot you." "Yeah?" "Sweet." "Who?" "Well, let´s come to that in a minute." "First, Michael, I want you to take me through exactly what happened here." "I was stood out there." "No, no, no." "From the top." "Michael, let me give you a little tip." "The sooner you answer my questions, the sooner you get rid of me." "This..." "Nazir, right?" "He was following me around the estate." "Said he had a business proposition." "I said, "OK, come round the gaff. "" "Open the door, I get shot in the chest... and the back of his head is left all over my doorstep." "What business proposition was that?" "He didn´t exactly have a lot to say with no mouth, yeah?" "But you´d never met this Nazir before?" "I´d seen him in his car." "Cruising around." "OK?" "He just wanted to talk." "I mean..." "He just wanted to talk." "So how did the killer know you were bringing this Nazir, this person you´d never met before, back to this flat, at a certain time, on a certain day?" "Oh..." "Psychic, was he?" "Who is it?" " Mm?" " Who´ve you got?" "Oh, it´s your girlfriend´s little brother, Campbell." "What?" "It´s pretty funy, isn´t it?" "You know what´s even funier?" "He says it was all your idea." "He says you gave him the gun." "You told him to kill Nazir and you got hit by mistake." "So what do you think about that?" "Are you taking the piss?" "No." "But somebody is." "Got a fag, Henry?" "I didn´t know you did." "No, thanks." "Well, Henry, what do you reckon?" "I reckon that the day Nazir was shot, that flat was not boarded up." "Fancy barring the place up and forgetting to lock the door." "Don´t go turning into a real policeman, Henry." "I like things the way they are." "Well, it´s a woman, getting on a bit... probably living on her own." "Black." "This is Nigerian food." "What´s this, Henry?" "Is this Nigerian anything?" "Her name´s Robina Lowry and she´s a church warden." "This is sometimes used in my country." "We call it shorthand." "Howdy." " Painting, yeah?" " Yeah." " I love painting, me." " Do you want a go?" "Oh..." "Yeah." "Been waiting for you to come and see me, Michael." "Been avoiding me." "No, man." "I´ve had Babylon all over me." "You know that." "Like flies on turd, eh?" "You´re not a turd, are you, Michael?" "You´re a good boy." "That´s why you´re gona tell me who snuffed Nazir." "I don´t know, man." "I swear I don´t know." "No, no." "No, "I duno" is what you tell Tennison." "He had a balaclava on and all that, man." "He was waiting here for Naz and I got in the way." "It was like..." "Bam!" "So fast." "I mean, one minute I´m coming in the door wi´ Naz, the next I´m in an ambulance with a bullet in my shoulder." "Do you know what I mean?" "Why are you lying to me, Michael?" "I´m not lying, man." "I swear I´m not lying." "Then why are you sweating so much?" "It´s not that it´s hot, is it?" "I mean, I´m not hot." "Tony, are you hot?" "Tony´s not hot." "But look at you." "You´re sweating like a pig." "Why are you sweating so much?" " I´m scared of you, man." "You´ve got no reason to be frightened of me, Michael." "You´ve got nothing to hide." "Whiter than white, you are." "I was told you wanted to speak to me about Robina Lowry." "What I´m prepared to say may not satisfy you, I´m afraid." "Why do you say that?" "What you really want to know is, Did she see that boy get shot?" "If so, where is she now?" "Yes, she did." "To deny that I know that would be a lie." "This is where we run aground, I´m afraid." "What she saw has made her very, very frightened." "Of course it has." "But I have solemnly sworn not to reveal her whereabouts." "You may be putting yourself in a difficult position, legally." "An oath before God is stronger than the law." "Did you advise her to do this?" "To go into hiding till it all blows over?" "Cos it´s simply not going to until we find her." "Stop." "Outboard, my man." "Street, man." "Respect, yeah?" "There´s no respect in anything you´ve got to say to me." "Get in the car." "Street, man, this is our yard." "Now, you can´t come round..." "You´re stood on the corner, handing out smack like a 12-year-old arsewipe." "Don´t speak to me as your equal." "Just get in the car." "You get in the car, jerkwad!" "Now, I´m gona pretend you didn´t say that." " Yeah." "Me, too." " Good." "Not on the seats!" "The seats are for people." "Get in the back." "OK." "Now..." "We´re gona play a little game." "Here are the rules." "You tell me who whacked my boy Nazir." "You´re joking, man." "You can die with a smile on your face if that´s what you want." " You did." "Weren´t my firm, man." "Nazir was getting fresh." "You popped him." "Everybody knows that." "Outboard, that... is a very silly thing to say." "And very probably libellous." "Fancy a dip?" "Aargh!" "Jesus!" "My bastard leg!" "In at the deep end, Outboard?" "Don´t worry, you won´t be needing your water wings, man." "Ask the ladies to join us, would you?" "Was there anything you wanted to say to me, Outboard, before my dogs rip out your tongue?" "Street, man..." "Please!" "Clive!" "If I knew about Naz..." "Please..." "He doesn´t know!" "No... he doesn´t, does he?" "But, I mean, we´re here." "We´ve gone to all this trouble." "Let´s kill him anyway!" "Oh, this is bad, man." "I mean, this is really bad." "We top this guy, this is someone else´s soldier, you know what I´m saying?" "There´s going to be recriminations." "That´s a bit of a big word, Tony." "You got any more like that?" "I´m just saying, right, this is out of order." " This is dangerous." " Your anxiety is noted." "girls..." "Please!" "...get him!" "Yee-aargh!" "Street, man, please!" "Lighten up, Tony." "It isn´t you down there." "Leeds." "That´s all he´ll say?" "I have reasoned, I have promised, I have threatened." "She´s gone to Leeds." "That´s all we´ve got." "We´ve got to find her, Clare." "Robina Lowry is our number one priority." "And do that bloody priest." " For what?" " For obstructing the course of justice." "How dare he pontificate about confidentiality!" "Mr Growse, what about the gun?" "Nothing." "Would you define the word "nothing"?" "I mean, come on, you lot, let´s just be a bit precise about this, OK?" "Regional squads are still on alert for a machine pistol." "As yet, nothing to report." "We keep hassling them." "Yeah." "Files on the shootings have thrown up 16 possibles." "They´ve all been visited - all clean." "Snouts round town all say the same thing." "Nobody knows who did this killing." "The name Lafferty never comes up." "Forensics, postmortem reveals that Nazir Ahmed died of bullet wounds." "We´ve had Ballistics back about the bullets." "Nothing." "I mean, they´re all damaged so can´t be matched." "Well, it´s official." "Things are not going well." "Boss?" "Can I have a word?" "It´s Tony Rice." "He wants to meet the management face to face." "That´s you." "He knows I might be somewhere." "But if he gets a whiff of anybody else at all, he´ll panic." "So... it´s a 4:00am meet." "I think we should rendezvous at 3:00, which gives us... six hours´ sleep." "I want you to take them, Gerry." "I want you on the ball." "Boss, the first thing Tony´s gona do is pull a gun." "Then, depending on how Charlied up he is, he may or may not talk." "I want permissión to put Armed Response on standby." "They can sit two minutes away." "He´ll never know." "Two minutes?" "Let´s hope Tony´s gun shoots slow bullets." "3:00." "Yeah." "It´ll be for me." "Hello?" "Somebody Tennison." "Sorry it´s so late." "Erm... is it terribly urgent?" "I mean, he is actually sleeping." "OK, then." "Bye." "Right, all set." "Listen, boss." "Can I have a word with you without you biting my head off?" "Mm-hm." "He may have something, but if he´s looking to trade, you´ve got nothing." "The thought had occurred to me." "Well, if he finds that out in a hurry, you might have a problem." "He´s losing it." "Every time I meet with Tony, I wonder... is this the one where he kills me?" "Copy that, you lot?" "Souds like high-ranking buttocks... sliding aroud on a gravestone." "Behave." "Shit." "He´s coming down the path." "He´s over the wall." "You tell me you´re not wearing a wire, bitch, or I´ll slit you." "All right." "All right, I´ll take it off." "Stupid cow." " Are we go or what?" " Wait." "Shut it." "What are you going to do, woman?" "What are you going to do?" "She´s given him a false wire." " What am I gona do about what?" " This situation." " What situation´s that, Tony?" " Don´t turn round, bitch." "It´s all right, it´s all right, I´m not turning round." "It is out of control." "It is bloody mental." "The Street, man, I tell you..." "What are you saying?" "The Street is out of control?" " Let him talk." " He wants to know who topped Nazir" "Nobody´ll tell him" "He thinks I did it." "I know he does." "Did you?" "No!" "It´s all right." "I´m not looking." "Tony I´m not looking I can´t see you." "All right." "You don´t know." "You don´t know what he can do to me." "Well, why don´t you tell me?" "There´s going to be a war, man." "I need out of this." "But The Street didn´t kill Nazir." "That´s what I´m hearing?" "Is that right?" "He didn´t kill Nazir, but he has killed, hasn´t he?" "You don´t know what he could do." "Just tell me Tony, and then I can nail him." "Don´t answer that." "Listen, do you hear me?" "Don´t answer it." "We´ll give you an alibi." "It´ll be all right." "Shit." "Hello?" "I can see you Tony" "I´m very disappointed in you, man." "I think you´ve just dug your own grave." "Argh!" "Go!" "Go!" " It´s all right." " You OK?" " Yeah." " Jesus!" " He cut my arm." " It´s just your arm is it?" "Shit, yeah." "It´s all right." " What´s up?" " Hello." "There you go." "Thanks." "I don´t know what to say." "Nothing to say." "I´m supposed to be dead, but I´m not." "Lucky me." "It´s Tony I feel sorry for." "We´ll get him." "Will we?" "I think it´s very likely that The Street will get him first." "Not necessarily." "You see, I think he´s gona give himself up... to The Street." "Throw himself on Clive Norton´s mercy." "Let´s just hope he´s allowed to live to regret it." "Listen." "Let me pull Norton in." "Have the bastard fall up and down the station steps a few times." "Can we prove that it was him calling Tony?" " You know it was." " We all bloody know it was, but can we prove it?" "Yeah." "He can." "10 minutes, boss." "A couple of sound lads." "I´ll have him weeping for his mother." "Yes, that is an attractive idea, Gerry, but no, OK?" "I was looking at his record the other day and I discovered something very funy." " Yeah?" " Yeah." "I mean, it was all you´d expect." "General thievery, TDAs from about the age of 10." "Then, round about 1992, something very peculiar happens around about the time that he was metamorphosising from Clive Norton - the humble Clive Norton - into The Street." " The GBH?" " Yeah." "Did you know about it?" "Were you there?" "Yeah, it was just after I came here." "It was nasty." "I remember the case." "There was some chippy and the bloke who ran the place ran a bit of blow now and then and ended up owing The Street a few drinks." "The Street comes in one day... and stuffs the bloke´s hands in the deep fryer." "He keeps them there." "As far as that went, the CPS made a bollocks of it." "I don´t know." "They called the witnesses on the wrong dates or something." "Whatever - the shitface didn´t do time." "So..." "He commits a really serious assault." "He enters wholesale into the system, a grade one bad guy." "And he waltzes away from it." "And from that day to this, March 1992, The Street is clean." "He´s hardly ever collared and when he is, he´s never convicted." "The Street´s a clever boy." "I expect he rumbled Tony months ago." "Followed him to the meet last night." "I mean, that´s what it looks like." "Well, what would it look like if he was getting tipped off by someone from our side?" "Pretty much the same." "If that´s Tony, just tell him everything´s OK." "It doesn´t matter about the cut." "Just find out where he is, OK?" "Hello." "Gerry, it´s me." "Listen, Robina Lowry, the witness, yeah?" "Henry´s had another dekko round her flat." "Don´t tell ma´am." "She´s got a sister, right, unmarried, same surname, living in Leeds." "Yeah, that´s what I´m trying to..." "Hello?" "Yeah, yeah, the reception´s crap." "That´s what I´m doing." "By looking up Lowrys in the phone book and knocking on doors." "That´s right, I´m a detective." "Jane, why the bloody hell didn´t you tell me what you were up to?" "Yeah, I know." "I tried." "I tried calling you at home." "I didn´t know that´s why you were calling." "Of course not." "You were asleep." "For God´s sake, Jane, you´ve got to keep me informed." "Yes." "Yes, sir." "I´m sorry." "Well, sorry, I´ve got to finish up here." "He´s been here 23 hours 19 minutes." "Are we gona release him or what?" "Now, look." "I think it´s clear that Campbell requires the sort of help that nobody in this room is qualified to give." "I really do think you should let him go." "Campbell, are you still saying that you killed Nazir Ahmed?" "Erm... yeah." "You don´t sound very sure about that." "Listen, Camy... we´ve been very busy, both before and after you came in, finding out stuff about this shooting and I have to tell you that we can find nothing... that corroborates your story." "You understand what I mean by corroborates?" "Yeah." "Your mum´s asleep next door so I think the best thing I can do... is to go in and wake her up and get a taxi to take you both home." "Now, you sleep on it." "And in the morning, if you still think that you killed Nazir, you give me a call." " All right?" " OK." "OK." "Yes?" "Sorry to bother you, madam." "I´m Inspector Devaney." "It´s all right, Robina." "Boss..." "Do you want DI Devaney´s bad news or my bad news?" "Well, that´s your call, Henry." "Well, they amount to the same thing, anyway." "Some old bugger in Horsforth Croft just dug up a short-stock Uzi with his carrots." "Where´s Horsforth Croft?" "On the way home from Michael´s flat to the Laffertys´." "The prints all over it are Campbell´s." "Oh..." "Oh, Jesus." "Clare called in." "She´s found Robina and she´s talking." "She said she saw a boy coming out of the flat carrying a gun." "The gun sounds like an Uzi." "Clare showed her a snap of Campbell and she says that´s him." "That´s the boy." " I´ll get your car." " OK." "It´s all right, lamby." "It´s all right, my little lamb." "You´re coming home with me now." "Everything´s gona be all right." " What can you see?" " Nowt!" "No!" "No!" "Argh!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "You bastards!" "Jesus, no!" "Campbell!" "Noreen?" "Noreen?" "Call an ambulance." "Make sure she´s OK." "Campbell Lafferty was abducted 15 minutes ago from the top of the road here." "He was dragged out of a minicab by two men, one black, one white, one of whom assaulted Noreen." "So Toots and Radio picked up," "I want The Street and I want Michael Johns picked up." "I want all these residents questioned." "We´ve got to find that bloody minicab driver who did a runer." "Oh, come one!" "Get moving, get moving!" "Not you, not you." "I want every officer, every special, every bloody traffic warden out there looking for Campbell." "All right, George?" "How are you doing?" "Listen, I need a couple of uniforms and an unmarked car." "Yeah." "Oh, Clare, erm... would you take a statement from Noreen?" " I know you´re good with her." " OK." "Boss." "No, she´s concussed and she´s busted her nose." "Ambulance will be here any minute." "What´ll they do to that kid?" "Topsy-turvy, all this." "You see, I was thinking." "I didn´t kill Nazir." "I would have remembered that." "My boys didn´t kill Nazir." "My competitors in business didn´t kill Nazir." "Conundrum." "Who did it?" "Low and behold, a spotty little kid walks into the nick and says, "Me." "I did it."" "And the Five-O look at this kid and they say, "You´re not right in the head, son." "You´ve got a few pages stuck together." "You´re making it up."" "Well, you are in a way, aren´t you?" "I mean, you sat in that flat, determined to whack somebody." "But it wasn´t Nazir." "It was somebody else." "Now, isn´t that peculiar?" "I say "somebody else", you go looking at my old pal Michael." "Topsy-turvy." "It weren´t him, Star." "Don´t speak." "The G was 6´2", 6´4"..." "I said do not speak!" "Reasons to shoot Michael." "One, he shags your sister." " That´s not nice." " Don´t!" "Two, he feeds your mother drugs." "Three, chances are he´s also shagging her." "Now, there´s where you´d be wrong." "You see, his interest in your mum is in her habit, not in her minge." "And the funy thing is the thing that Michael doesn´t want anybody to know is that he loves your sister." "He really, really loves her." "Now, isn´t that sweet?" "And it explains everything." "You see frankly, I was puzzled." "Michael baby-sat a piece of hardware for me at your house... and you helped yourself to a nice, shiny gun." "Cheeky, but I understand the temptation." "You then have a pop at Michael and wind up killing Nazir, my best boy." "Not the plan!" "Michael knows bloody well it was you." "He was looking at your zitty little face the moment you pulled the trigger." "But he won´t say so." "He won´t give you up." "Now why´s that?" "Because he´s scared of what I might do to punish you." "That I might hit you so hard I´d disfigure your whole family." "That I might disfigure Janice." "He were calling you things." "Calling you a slag and that." "Campbell, you are so sad." "I thought you´d be pleased." "Oh, yeah!" "Yeah, I was delighted you blew my main man away." "Yeah, that was top!" "You have made things very difficult." "Service revolver." "One I use in church." "No." "No." "No!" "No, man." "I can´t do this!" "Well, can I be candid with you, Michael?" "I don´t think you have much choice." "No." "No." "No." "Please, no!" "No!" "Michael, please!" "No!" "No!" "No!" "Michael, please, I´m scared!" "No!" "Michael, please." "No!" "No!" "No!" "Michael, please!" "I´m scared!" "No!" "Please don´t, Michael!" "Michael, I´m scared!" "No!" "Please!" "Don´t, Michael!" "I´m scared!" "Please!" "Please!" "Oh, God!" "Oh, God!" "Oh, God!" "Janice." "Janice, we need you to identify him." "Is this your brother?" "That´s Cam." " Thank you." "All right, Noreen." " Get away from me!" "I just wanted to say..." "What do you want to say?" "That you´re sorry?" "That my son´s lying here bastard dead, because you didn´t like what he told you?" "Because you just sent him away to get himself murdered?" "You useless bitch!" "Janice, if you have any idea why Campbell should have tried to kill Nazir..." "He didn´t." "Janice!" "Janice, why did you say that?" "Has Michael said anything?" " Michael did not do that!" " I didn´t say that he did." "Janice, come away from her!" " Janice, why did you say that Campbell..." " Not now." "I don´t know." "Janice, What do you say that ?" "I need to..." "Not now!" "You´re not getting my bloody daughter killed an´ all!" " Look, I didn´t mean..." " Stop the car." "OK, drive on." "Get in." " I´m sorry, man." "If I´d known it was you..." " Don´t matter." "Take it." "Cheers." "It´s yours." "Hey, Cecil!" "Yeah, a-right, man." "So, where´s Tony?" "Tony´s not doing as much work as he used to." "No." "He´s got a sore throat." "That´s the bad news." "The good news is, you can deal direct with me." "Is that a problem for you, Cecil?" " No problem, man." " Good." "Cos I find problems... very boring." "We´ll do business, yeah?" "Right." "Let´s talk about Campbell´s death." "The body was found in a public lavatory inside of a locked cubicle." "However, this was not where he was killed." "The amount of blood he´d lost, the place would´ve been awash with it." "So he was probably executed one to two hours earlier somewhere else." "Prelim forensics can´t be any more specific than that." "So, let´s assume it was one hour earlier." "This red line represents approximately an hour´s drive... from the centre of Manchester where the body was dumped." "So, somewhere inside this circle there is a place that is swiming in the boy´s blood." "Boss, what if Forensic say it´s two hours?" "We´d better pray they don´t, because if they do, it could be Birmingham or Carlisle or Leeds." "Or it could be round the corner." "Anyway, we have uniform looking under every bush, every shed, every derelict property." "So sooner or later we´re going to find the place or someone else is going to find it for us." "The trouble is, I want to find it now." "Because the longer it takes to find this place, the easier it is for the killer to distance himself." "And I do not wish to make it easy for that bastard!" "What about suspects?" "Well, we have two suspects." "There´s Michael Johns, the man that Campbell wounded in his attempt to kill Nazir." "And the man who has a professional interest in avenging Nazir´s death..." "Mr Norton." "However, we have absolutely no evidence, so that is why I´m going on Crimenight tonight." "Yes, sir?" "When you´ve got a moment..." "I just wanted to say I know that you´re perfectly capable of doing this thing by yourself." "But if for any reason you felt that maybe..." "What?" "That maybe you should do it?" " I´m just saying." " I know what you´re saying." "You´re saying maybe you should do it, because I´m emotionally compromised." "Look, this is strictly a professional consideration." "Is it?" "How many TV appearances have you made?" "Don´t be silly." "I´m not being silly." "How many?" "I´ve done seven." "Yeah, well, I´ve made nine, so I win." "Anything more to discuss?" "Are you, Jane?" "Emotionally compromised?" "I´m upset, yes." "What do you want me to say?" "You weren´t to blame." "I am aware of that." "I wonder if you are." "Well, I will bear that in mind." "Listen, Martin, I want to go on televisión tonight." "People are scared shitless." "Ordinary people." "I want to try and persuade people that it´s all right to name names." "That we will stand by them." "I´m sure the people of this city will be heartened." "Michael, did you do it?" "What?" "Did you shoot Cam?" "How can you ask me that?" "I mean, rah!" "How can you?" "How do you think that makes me feel, eh?" "What, you think I took a gun and shot your little brother?" "So what you chatting this shit into my head for?" "Say it!" "Just say you didn´t do it." "Yo!" "Just chill, cos you´re really doing my ´ead in." "Please, Michael." "I don´t need this, Janice!" "Just say it to me!" "Oh, God." "He liked the usual things 15-year-old boys like." "Discos and so forth." "But he wasn´t the sort of boy... he wasn´t a hellraiser." "So, a likeable lad?" "Yes, he was." "He was immensely likeable." "He was the sort of boy who didn´t say very much, but he thought a great deal." "He looked after his mother and his sister in pretty difficult circumstances." "I felt he had something to offer the world." "Very professional." "Him or her?" "Her, you nana!" "We are talking about somebody who killed someone with a machine gun, right?" "A quiet sort of boy." "Is this strictly true?" "We are talking here about a young man who actually shot somebody." "Campbell committed a very serious offence." "Don´t get me wrong." "I´m not here to wring my hands... about the terrible hardship he suffered in his life." "That´s no excuse." "There are a whole lot of kids who have it just as hard as he did... and don´t go out and shoot someone." "But there are a whole other lot of kids who get sucked into this violent world of street crime." "And suddenly they are not allowed to be kids any more" "They are expected to behave as violently as the adults who are controlling them." "So, what you´re saying is give the children back their childhood?" "No, I´m saying give them justice." "Give them law and order." "Campbell committed a serious crime." "He deserved to be tried for that." "But he did not deserve to be kidnapped and hideously murdered." "So how can viewers help the police in this case?" "Anyone who knows anything at all that might help us catch Campbell´s killers... should just pick up the phone and call." "I just want to assure people that they have nothing to fear about this... anything you say to us is in the strictest of confidence." "Please have the courage to call." "No matter who you are." "If you don´t call people will continue to live in fear." "Good evening." "I´d like to leave a message for Superintendent Tennison, please." "Yeah." "Just to say beige just isn´t you." "She´ll know who I am." "Right, Crimenight." "What have we got?" "We´ve had 41 calls since broadcast." "18 of these are granies who spooked themselves watching the programe." "13 are regular fruitcakes who call in every week to confess to whatever´s on offer." "And seven of those called more than once, which leaves us with just three." "We have one "Bring back hanging"." "One "I heard gunfire"." "We´ve got her statement, but we´re checking it." "And a daft one." ""A message for the superintendent." "Beige just isn´t you."" "That was from a mobile, so we can´t trace the caller." "We don´t need to, I know who that was." "Well, people are scared, aren´t they?" "And I thought this was a free country." "OK." "Well, if he´s gona play footsie with me, he can do it right here under my table!" "Henry." " Boss?" " Pull him." "Pull The Street!" "Listen, Clare, if you have something to say, it´s all right, you can say it straight to my face." " We need more evidence before we bring..." " We don´t have any evidence." "The guy´s not stupid." "If we talk to him now, he´ll get more from us than we will from him." "We´ll see about that, won´t we?" "The minute he walked into Michael´s flat, you thought, "You cheeky bastard." "I´m gona have you. "" "No." "That´s not true." "I think your reasons for pulling him are personal and I think it will backfire on us." "Listen, Clare, I only know one way to work." "That´s through instinct, instinct and slog." "If you don´t work that way, that´s fine." "You´re very welcome to transfer off this case." "No hard feelings." "I don´t want you to, you´re a good cop and we need good cops on this." "Just think about it, all right?" "And while we´re about it, let´s pull Michael as well." "Henry, in my office." "Plod." "All over the gym." "Stop." "Willem." "Take a stroll round the block with this." "Don´t go spending it, now." "That wouldn´t be wise." "Right." "Let´s go and meet ´em." "Lovely morning." "Morning, Henry." "Up with the lark." "We´re taking your car to pieces, Clive." "You just pray it´s clean." "You know what," "I think it´s about time I had another word with Jane." "How are you, Michael?" "Don´t answer that." "My brief´s worried about parking his Rolls." " Shut it." " Give my special love to Janice!" "If you see her before I do." " Just popped in to wish you luck." " Oh, thanks." "And to ask what your approach is gona be?" "My approach?" "Norton´s gearing up with his grand-an-hour brief." "Are you up to speed?" "Has Devaney been talking to you?" "No." "Should she have been?" "There is a basic difference of opinion." "The Street seems to think he´s the Messiah, and some people around here seem to share that opinion." "However, I´m absolutely sure that he´s not telling us everything he knows." "And I just have this hunch that if I can crack The Street," "I can nail Campbell´s killer." "Maybe I can nail The Street for something as well." "That would be a bonus." "You like to win, don´t you?" "There´s no point in coming second." "Right." "Thanks for the good luck." "I need it." " Clive." " Norman." "I trust your hand is resting on my client´s arm for a purpose?" "It´s all right." "He´s just being affectionate." "Which interview room are we in, Henry?" " Three." " Oh, my favourite." "Henry." "You´re doing Michael." "OK?" " Says who?" " Me." "Just do it." "Get what you can." "Tennison needs her hand holding, all right?" "Mm." "The Queen of Mean or what?" "Glad you took my tip about the beige, Jane, it sort of flattened you." "Made you look older." "Where were you between the hours of seven and ten... on the evening of Wednesday 11 th of this month?" "For the tape, Mr Norton declines to answer the question." "Was the victim, Campbell Lafferty, known to you personally?" "For the tape, Mr Norton declines to answer the question." "My client has already furnished this information." "Do you possess any unlicensed firearms?" "For the tape, Mr Norton declines to answer the question." "For the tape," "The Street declines to answer any of these poxy questions, because they are so bloody boring." "Fine." "Let´s just have a chat, then, shall we?" "A chat?" "Well, I´ll try anything once." "Except margarine." "It´s unatural." "My mum warned me against it." "Tell me about your mum." "Is she still alive?" "She might´ve been pretending when I spoke to her last night, but yeah, I think so." "What sort of relationship do you have with her?" "I´m her son." "Oh, this is much better!" "Superintendent, this parlour psychology is childish and is demeaning to my client." "It is also very expensive of his time." "Well, I´m just trying to get to know you a little better, Clive." "Because, you know, I´ve got your record here, and well, there´s just not very much to go on." "Oh, I see, you´re accusing me of not having a big enough criminal record, is that it?" "Well, there was something rather nasty in a chip shop a few years ago, but, oh, you tap-danced away from that one, didn´t you?" " You didn´t let that cramp your style." " We´re leaving." "Who killed Campbell?" "Was it you?" "It´s all right." "It´s fine." "We´re just, you know, chatting here." "Sit down, Norman, this is getting interesting." "It wasn´t me, no." "Do you know who did?" "Clive..." "You just sit quietly, watch your meter ticking over." "Come on, Clive, come on, you said you´d work with me." "Keep me posted, remember?" "Who killed Campbell?" "Clive, look at me, I´m dibble, I´m thick as pig shit, so come on, you do my thinking for me." "Top of the Pops for me, Jane, is our third man." "Michael Johns." "Well, if I walked into my house and some kid shot a gun at me," "I think I´d want to discuss it with him afterwards, yeah?" "Hm." "Oh, very good!" "You see, Norman, this is what the police call an "Alan Whicker"." "They say absolutely nothing, see?" "The idea is to intimidate me into saying something I shouldn´t." "Well, frankly, Jane, I think I´ve said enough." "But you´re trying so hard, it´d be rude not to think of something." "I know." "When I was a kid, right, my dad used to take me fishing on this big... pond." "And all the time, he´d ask me questions, like, you know, "What´s the capital of Poland?"" "And every time I got one wrong, he´d make me eat a mouthful of frogspawn." "For the tape, Superintendent Tennison is leaving the room." "New balls, please." "Bye." "What´s going on?" "He´s playing games." "Well, if we let him play and we let him think he´s wining, then he´s going to make mistakes, and then we´ll have him." "And when will that be?" "Go back in there and tell him we´re going to keep him for 24 hours." "Tell him I´ll be back but you don´t know when, and if he wants coffee, the machine´s broken." "Jesus wept!" "And when you´ve done that, do the same thing for Michael." "If anything comes in, anything at all, forensic, you just find me and let me know, because I I need a lever." " Where will you be?" " With him." "Superintendent, can I just say one thing?" "I´ve wanted that lowlife put away for a very long time." "But I´ve never been able to make a case." "Now, if he´s involved in this and he just Teflons away, because we haven´t done our job right cos we haven´t got the frigging evidence," "...it´ll be on your conscience." "Thank you, Clare." "On the day in question did you speak to, or hear from, or in any way communicate with the victim?" "The victim, in case we´ve forgotten, is Campbell Lafferty." "OK, Michael, let me be frank with you." "I´m bored." "I´m bored of being stuck here in this room with you not talking to me." "Your brief´s gone into a coma." "This is a very dull experience for us all and it would be a real thrill if you answered just one of my questions." "My client has no obligation to answer any question..." "Yeah, yeah, yeah, for God´s sake!" "Michael." "Wake up!" "Who needs to be told that you´re here?" "It´s not a trick question, it´s a service." "If my boss decides to keep you here, I´ll have to inform a member of your family." "Family is generally taken to mean Dad," "Mum," "Auntie, Grany." "Is there anybody you want me to call?" "And she´s right, of course." "Our Clive thinks he´s invincible and I´m not showing him otherwise." "God, I hate white bread." "Sorry, yes, I´m listening." "OK." "I checked the record number in The Street´s file." "The documentation goes back to ´77." "He was ten when he started thieving." "He´s been a habitual criminal for 19 years." "You might reasonably expect his file to be one fat bastard." "It´s that thin." "Either the mice have been at it, or it´s been pruned." "Get in touch with Criminal Records." "Use my name if you have to." "Just tell them we need the files immediately." "I have done." "They´re on their way." "I might take a rummage in Intelligence and see what they´ve got." "Oh, shit!" "I know." "Who is it, Gerry, who is playing on the wrong team?" "Well, I´ve investigated me, and I think I´m clean." "I made some phone calls about you." "When I went to meet Tony, who knew about that?" "Who knew the exact time and place of the meet?" "Rachel, Henry, Old Growsey, any of that lot?" "Did you tell anybody?" "Well, I tried to phone Ballinger, but I couldn´t get through." "Gerry, is there anything I should know about any of our team?" "I mean, off the record, something personal." "Is there anything relevant?" "It´s not your friend Clare, is it?" "Look, Gerry, this is very important." "It´s getting dangerous out there." "Someone could get hurt." "You have got to tell me!" "What?" "Tell you what?" "Clare´s a good friend of mine." "She´s a good cop." "There´s a bit of family shit." "She´s had a lot to deal with." "Yeah, like what?" "Family stuff, you know." "No, no, I don´t know." "What?" "Her father is a serious criminal." "I mean, everybody knows." "He´s like Premier League." "He puts The Street somewhere in the lower half of the Fourth División." "He´s been in and out of jail half his life." "The other half he´s been keeping us busy." "He was never there for her." "Even when he was, he wasn´t." "You know?" "Where is he now, in or out?" "He´s out." "He´s not out of circulation, but he´s out." "She´s straight, boss." "I know she´s straight." "Did she know, Gerry, did she know about the meet?" "I told her there was a meet." "I didn´t say where, I didn´t say when." "Come." "Have you got a moment, boss?" "Yeah." "Take a seat." "I won´t be a tick." "What a mess!" "Oh, the stench in here!" "Look upstairs!" "Watch where you´re standing!" "Echo 64 to control, over." "Brilliant." "Where is she?" " Where´s Tennison?" " Taking the air with Lover Boy." "I couldn´t do it." "I couldn´t." "Could you?" "A woman like Tennison." "As fast as you could throw her under me." "You´d go for a rip in a fur coat, you would." "Boss." "They´ve found it!" "They´ve found the murder scene!" "Oh, Clare." "You stay here." "If there´s any postmortem, ring it through, would you?" "Mr Burleton?" "Hi." "It´s better than it looks." "How d´you reckon that?" "Well, somebody´s tried to wash the place down in a pretty half-cocked way." "Or given up halfway through." "Or that." "It´s also possible that, don´t hold me to this, that the victim was runing about from place to place, painting the walls himself." "Couldn´t get out, see?" "Bang." "Just there." "Bang." "Over there." "Bang in the corner." "Six goes in all." "This must be nice for you lot." "Wonderful stuff." "Blood." "Bullets." "The works." "Above all, something very tasty in the drains over here." "Look." "Bits of clothes." "Hair." "Congealed blood and matter, a bit of tooth or something." "Wonderful stuff." "So, when can we have what you´ve got?" " Tomorrow afternoon?" " Tomorrow morning." "Sold." "OK, let´s get out of here." "Clue city or what?" "Yeah." "Can you imagine what happened in there, Gerry?" "Not very easily, no." "That kid flailing around trying to escape." "Devaney, boss." "Postmortem´s ready." "You know, if I don´t get the bastard who did this, I shall give up!" "Bet you always say that." " Salt and vinegar?" " No choice, man." "If I was The Street, I´d kill your scrawny arse for getting me salt and vinegar." "Yeah, you probably would." "It´s getting to that time, boy, I can tell you." "For what?" "For we to be thinking about moving on." "This shit´s getting outta hand." "It ain´t tidy no more." "You know what I mean?" "Are we leaving now?" "Hang on." "No, it´s OK, Clare." "Rankine and I can deal with this." "Why don´t you take an early night?" "Right." "Principal features of interest." "Bullet wounds." "Six in all." "Fired from a handgun at intervals." "In the chest, twice." "Once in the right temple." "It´s the exit wound, here, which removed the tissue... and indeed a good deal of the brain." "One in his hand, one in his leg, and one in the back." "The story this body tells is particularly unpleasant." "I knew it would be the moment I undressed him." "What do you mean?" "His T-shirt." "The bullet holes were lower down than the entry wounds." "In surrender, possibly." "More likely begging for mercy." " Why do you say that?" " The bruising." "He fell, several times." "Look at his knees." "The nails on both hands are broken, and what´s underneath them is grouting, probably from the walls of the pool." "He just couldn´t get out." "So he fell to his knees, and pleaded for his life." "And they kept on shooting at him." "Be nice if you catch this one, I have to say." "Oi!" "Oi!" "What?" "I know you, don´t I?" "We were at school together." "Give it a rest, will you?" "Didn´t I save your life once?" "We weren´t at school together." "Oh." "Must´ve been somebody else." "I know what it was!" "You had this girlfriend." "She got her face all smashed up." "What was her name?" "Shut it, Norton!" "Janice." "Yeah, that was it." "Terrible business." "I said shut it!" "You must´ve been heartbroken." "That was awful, that." "They mashed her face up to a pulp." "She looked like a pizza." "Unrecognisable." "Yeah." "They burnt her hair, stuff like that." "Burnt her eyelashes." "Terrible." "God, I hate mortuaries." "I thought you´d gone home." "Janice Lafferty called." "She wants to meet you at the place she works, the wine bar." "Great." "Can I have the address?" "Can I drive you there?" "No, that´s all right." "Just give me the address." "You wear my colours, Gerry, you´re going to lose your friends." "I have some things to do, yeah?" "Yeah, sure, fine, go ahead." "Clare!" "What´s going on, Gerry?" "You tell me." "What are you after, some kind of fast-track promotion?" "That´s not her style." "And you think that´s mine?" "I´m doing my job, Clare, it´s what I get paid for." "OK, I´m caught up in this one." "I´m sorry, but she´s setting the pace, yeah?" "I can´t hack it forever." "Normal, sloppy service will be resumed as soon as possible." "I´m sorry." "Come and buy me a drink." "I can´t." "I´ve got shit to do." "What I said, I don´t know why I said that, right?" "Said what?" "That about Michael, it was stupid." "I don´t know why I said it." "I must´ve been..." "I don´t know." "Are you saying that Michael did not kill your brother?" "No." "Camy told me he was scared." "I said, "What of? "" "He said, "I duno. "" "And I told him to grow up then." "And there I was too scared to even look at him." "My little brother, all shot up." "I couldn´t hardly breathe." "Come on." "Sit down." "Shh." "It´s all right." "It´s all right." "You´re allowed to be upset." "It´s a terrible thing." "You know, I´m really upset, too." "I just want to find whoever did it." "Well, it weren´t Michael." "OK." "So are you going to let him go, then, or what?" "Well..." "I´ll see what we can do." "You don´t even know him." "No, I don´t." "He was such a sweet guy." "Was?" "Was?" "What do you mean by that, Janice?" "Janice!" "Hello, darling." "I once stopped at a hotel in Shanon, and this is true, where the handyman, he fitted the peep-holes the wrong way round." "You couldn´t see out, but he could see in." "He used to creep around at night watching people get undressed." "What are those for?" "We in the police call this anticipatory retaliation." "I haven´t actually been attacked, but I know it´s gona happen." "I thought I´d get my reprisal in first." "Come in and be attacked, then." "This is business, sort of." "Why didn´t you do this when you were booked?" "Just take me to the phone, sweet pea." "Hiya, Michael!" "Get some kip!" "Nice one!" "So, what do you want?" "I´ll have anything." " Whisky?" " Yeah, whisky would be fine." "And why am I going to attack you?" "Devaney says you´ve been shutting her out." "Yes, that´s correct." "And why´s that?" "Well, um..." "I think she´s taken a perspective on this case... that makes it very difficult for her to work with the team." "That´s more or less what she says about you." "Martin, can I talk to you off the record?" "Yeah, of course you can." "I mean... very, very off the record." "Mm-hm." "I´m pretty certain we´ve got a leak at the station." "All of our information is getting to the bad guys." "They are one step ahead of us all the time." "And you think it might be Devaney?" "Well, it´s possible." "Martin, she was the only person who knew about my meet with Tony Rice, the only one apart from Rankine." "The Street found out somehow or other." "Do you know about her background?" "Yes, yes, I do." "It makes absolutely no difference to her work." "She plays everything by the book." "She´s dead straight." "I should know, I promoted her." "I didn´t know that." "Yes, I did." "I know she´s very young to be a DI, and there was a lot of opposition, but she´s never let me down." "Have you got any proof?" "No, no, nothing specific." "I´ve got a hunch." "What can I say?" "I just hope you´re wrong, that´s all." "I´m so sorry, Martin." "I didn´t realise she was your protégée." "Well, it just shows you, doesn´t it?" "We all make errors of judgement." "Yes, we do, don´t we." "I´m going to make one right now." "Oh, that´s very civilised." "I´m not used to being spoilt." "Yeah." "I didn´t mean to wake you." "You leaving already?" "Yeah." "I´m sorry to creep off like this, but I´ve got to face the bloody press." "They´re bastards, all of ´em." "Is that how you feel about your work?" "That´s the way it is, Jane." "In this job anyway." "Oh, is it tough at the top, sir?" "Look, if you were me, you´d be doing exactly the same." "No, no, I wouldn´t." "I wouldn´t be trying to put both my feet into one leg of my trousers." "No." "Post." "It´s the Criminal Records Office." "Tell me what´s going on, Gerry." "You´re early." "Where´s Rankine?" "He´s reading the documents you requested." "We´ve got forensic back on the pool." "Oh, good." "Excellent." "That was quick." "What do they say?" "That´s Campbell´s blood down there, all right." "But there´s nothing to link Michael or The Street to the scene of the crime." "Oh, shit!" "Nothing meaning there´s no evidence the CPS will accept as submissible." "Oh, God, this has got to be a wind-up!" "I mean, you saw that place." "No, I didn´t." "Fingerprints require 16 points of comparison." "So far they´ve only got seven." "What about that drain?" "That was clogged with..." "Yeah, yeah." "And this is the interesting bit." "The drain filter contains fragments of human bone, splinters of two xiphoid processes." " What´s that when it´s in English?" " This is the xiphoid process." "It´s a piece of cartilage." "And the human body only contains one." "There are pieces of at least two other people down there." "Oh, my God!" "They found a flap of skin." "It´s white." "This has got to be a favoured place of execution, maybe for a gang, maybe for an individual." "All right, let´s get Pardy to organise a search for missing persons." " Locally?" " Yeah, to start off with." "Boss." "I know we´ve not seen eye to eye on procedure, and I apologise, but I´m asking you now, will you let me back in on the case?" "Will you work with me, Clare?" "I´ve got a hunch it´s The Street." "And I want to get that bastard!" "Yeah." "OK." "Good." "The boy was brought here specifically to be murdered." "He was shot by a Iong-barrelled revolver, possibly a Magnum." "He was shot six times." "All six shots were fired from the single position poolside." "He ran around the pool probably trying to escape." "He fell to his knees at least on one occasión, because he was shot three times from that position." "It was the sixth shot that killed him, blowing away a part of his skull." "However, Forensics have found the partial remains of at least two other victims." "But they´ve found absolutely no evidence that links our suspect to the crimes." "So we have no alternative but to let Clive Norton go." "Can´t we get an extensión to keep him?" "On what basis?" "On the basis that we reckon he´s up to his tits in all this and we need more time to nail him." "No." "We´re going to let him go." "Look, you know that I believe he´s fully implicated in this." "But in the absence of forensic evidence, we have nothing to nail him." "The only way to catch him is to catch him out." "And the only way to do that is to make him think he´s got away with it just one more time." "What´s the difference between him thinking that he´s got away with it..." " and him getting away with it?" " Us!" "Us." "We´re the difference." "I´ll do this." "You run me an index number." " You´re looking well, Jane." " Come on." "I´m going to have a crack at him myself, Henry." "Yeah?" "You´ll find yourself dozing off." "Why, is he not talking at all?" "Some of his periods of total silence are more interesting than others." "Yesterday, I asked him who he wanted me to call about him being in custody." "That was a particularly good silence." "In the end I had to get the duty solicitor." "What, there isn´t anybody or he doesn´t want anyone to know?" "There isn´t anybody." "I don´t think there ever really has been." "Except Janice." "The silences about Janice are the best of all." "No, he´s not an happy lad." "He´s very, very lonely." "Well, let´s go and keep him company, then, shall we?" "Who´s the duty..." "Ah, Pocklington, good." " Thanks, Henry." " You´re welcome." " See you." " See you." "The time is 1019" "I´m Detective Supenrintendent Jane Tennison." "Also present in interview room five are Detective Inspector Devaney... and Duty Solicitor Gary Pocklington." "Can I have your full name and date of birth please?" "Good girls." "Where did we get this?" "Out of town." "So, you may question the wisdom, Willem, of parking a stolen car outside a police station." "But it´s interesting." "You see, this area is a sort of psychological dead zone for the dibble." "Can´t see the wood for the trees, if you know what I mean." "Got my little briefcase, yeah?" " It´s all here." " Of course it is." "God´s in his heaven." "All´s right with the world." "Tidy." "Time spent arsing with the dibble might be fun, but in business terms it´s time wasted and we can´t be doing with it." "Drive on, Radio, mate, don´t spare the horses." "Well, in a couple of hours, Michael, we´re gona have to let you go." "An officer will escort you to the front door, and you´ll be free to leave." "Just like Campbell Lafferty." "And um..." "Look what happened to him." "Are you threatening my client?" "You see that Tom, dark stuff there?" "That´s his brain, Michael." "It´s amazing the amount of blood a body will pump out in a matter of seconds with a wound to the head like that." "That must have been terrible." "Why don´t you tell me about it, Michael?" " Superintendent, come on, please." " Just ease off my case, will you!" "Well, right now, Michael, you are the case!" "Oh, yeah?" "So what?" "Me have de complexion fe de conection?" "I think Michael´s had enough, all right?" "Why don´t you tell me about it?" "Was it like in the movies?" "Did he die in slow motion?" "Did he fall to his knees, beg for mercy?" "We knew he fell to his knees because his knees were bruised." " Come on, for God´s sake." " I think Michael would appreciate a break." "Yeah?" "Yes." "Yes, fine." "Superintendent Tennison is leaving the room." "All right, Michael." "OK?" "Good." "Incident Room." "Yes." "Yeah, so?" "It´s not human?" "What is it, extra-terrestrial?" "What type of dog?" "Happy?" "Yeah." "I´d just like to talk about you, Michael." "If that´s all right with your legal representative." "You´re all alone in the world really, aren´t you?" "Your mum´s living in Germany with a soldier." "No brothers or sisters." "Your dad died in a car crash when you were six years old." "Hm." "That must´ve been tough." "Just a little boy and suddenly your dad doesn´t come home." "No brothers or sisters." "The only person you´ve got in the world is Janice really." "And I don´t think you´ve got her any more." "Her heart´s broken, you know, Michael." "She really loved her little brother." "I think you did, too." "Well, he was such a sweet boy, Camy." "He was so inocent." "And you know what´s destroying her, Michael, is how he died." "His head being shot open." "She´ll know who did it, you know." "She´ll see it written on your face, as clearly as we can." "DI Devaney is restraining Michael Johns, who´s attempted to knock himself unconscious." " I didn´t want to do it, man!" " But you had to, didn´t you?" "He made me." " He made you kill Campbell?" " I had no choice!" " Who?" "Who made you kill Campbell?" " He said I had no choice, he was gona kill me." "Stop, Jane!" "What´s going on here?" "Chief Superintendent..." "I´m ordering you to end this interview now!" "All you have to do is tell me who made you shoot Campbell." "I said stop!" "The suspect has injured himself." "He´s bleeding from the head!" "He needs medical attention!" "What the bloody hell is the matter with you?" "Get the custody officer to fetch a doctor now!" "Are you completely out of your mind?" " I was so close!" "You come barging in..." " Will you just shut up for a minute?" "He was about to give up The Street." "If he made Michael kill Campbell, then he´s the one who´s guilty of murder." "A black suspect beats himself up in police custody?" " Oh, that is pathetic." " You play the tape to a jury, see what happens." " Who´s to say we didn´t smack him around?" " His solicitor for a start." "For Christ´s sake, what is going on here?" "Look, just listen, Jane." "The lad was trying to knock his brains out in there." "Any evidence that comes out of him in this state... has got to have "inadmissible" right the way through it." "Now, look, if he doesn´t need stitches, if the doc says he´s basically OK, we may still be in business." "We´ll fix him up with a nice plaster and a cup of tea and I will suggest to his brief that it may be in everybody´s interest to try and continue." "On the condition that Michael is happy to do so." "OK?" "So, why don´t you just go for a walk for ten minutes?" "And we´ll all calm down, and then we´ll see where we are." "Yeah?" "You were watching me." "Yes, I was." "Don´t." "Don´t do that!" " Henry." " Sir." "Do you want to speak to me?" "If it concerns the Lafferty case, you can speak to me." "Forensics called about a bit of tooth they found in the filter." "Oh, yes?" "It´s from a dog." "What kind of dog?" "We´ll say, "It´s a big bastard. "" "That´s interesting, but quite how it relates to this investigation is beyond me." "But I´m sure you´re using your time wisely." "I´ll do my best to stop the wheels falling off, Jane." "But just you stay out of that interview room till I give you the word." "Yes?" "I got the dog unit sitting out there with the engine runing." "There´s a guy onboard who can do all the doggy dentistry." "You say go and The Street´s best friends are under arrest." "You go." "I started last night in 1977." "By about one o´clock this morning, I´d got to 1992 and I was well bored." "There was absolutely nothing in the records that shouldn´t have been there." "Then I came across a "no further action" and I thought, "You never know. "" "I had a look at it." "It´s just a report, absolutely kosher." "A bit of blind-alley surveillance on a woman called Vanda Dysart." "That a name to you?" "The Street´s auntie." "There was a notion that she was fencing for him, but it turns out she was clean." "But index number of a car that was sitting outside her house one night, G485 GMC." " Means nothing to me." " Nor me." "So I checked it out." "The registered owner is one Louise Hanson." "Of this parish." "That´s her maiden name." "Her professional name..." "You meet her at the Christmas party as Mrs DCS Ballinger." "OK." "So, two possibilities." "One, Mrs Ballinger is somehow mixed up with The Street." "And two, her husband was borrowing her car." "I keep an open mind." "Then this arrives from the Criminal Records." "Go on." "I take a look at what they´ve sent me." "It´s the charge sheet for the GBH." "The deep fat fryer, the guy´s hands." "The thing The Street never did time for." "Guess who?" "The investigating officer was Martin Ballinger." "Yeah?" "Yes." "Not enough, though, is it?" "To get him?" "Well, we´ll just have to get the man who can." "The doctor´s been and gone." "Michael´s got a bit of sticking plaster and an aspirin." "He´s OK." "DCS Ballinger talked to Pocklington and they´ve agreed to carry on." "So, ready when you are." "By the way, DCS Ballinger is sitting in." "Is that OK?" "Yes." "Yes, that´s fine." "How are you feeling, Michael?" "OK?" "Yeah." "Good." "Now, listen, Michael, this is very important, if at any time during this interview, you feel dizzy or ill in any way, you just say so and this interview will be suspended." "Do you understand?" "For the tape, please." "Yeah." "Good." "All right, so..." "What I´d like to do, Michael, is share with you... some confidential information about police affairs." "Can I trust you with this information?" "Yeah." "Good." "It´s about The Street." "You see, for some time now," "The Street has had um a deal with a senior police officer from this station." "There´s no reason to think that you knew anything about this." "In fact, until this morning, only two people knew about this arrangement," "The Street and the officer concerned." "Is this relevant?" "Yes, sir." "I think so, sir." "You see, what happened was, this officer arrested The Street for a particularly nasty crime some years ago." "And in the process of interviewing him, he thought to himself, hey, you know, this young man is really rather clever." "Here is a man I could use." "Are you with me?" "So he said to The Street, here´s the deal." "I will let you off this charge, and I will let you continue your business as usual, dealing drugs and so forth, on one condition." "That you let me know what´s going on down among the bad guys." "So I can nick them." "You see?" "Because the more I nick, the safer the world will be." "And the better for my statistics." "So, a working partnership." "I´ll keep you in power, because one bad guy at the top that I can talk to is better than ten bad guys all fighting each other and injuring the inocent." "And the wonderful thing about this whole arrangement is that from a certain angle, it could be almost legal." "And then..." "Campbell kills Nazir, and the whole thing goes pear-shaped." "The Street didn´t know what was going on." "Someone had wasted his right-hand man." "He didn´t know who." "He looks like a fool." "People think he´s losing his grip." "So as soon as he found out who had killed Nazir, he had to show who was boss." "Michael, you said you killed Campbell, but he made you do it, didn´t he?" "Say it for the tape, please." "Yeah." " Louder." " Yeah." "For the benefit of the tape, Superintendent, for the sake of any legal proceedings arising from this discovery you have made, will you please name the officer you are accusing?" "I made it up, sir." "To induce the suspect to confess." "Then this whole conversation is inadmissible." "Oh, yes." "Yes, it is." "But now we know who the guilty man is, don´t we?" "What is it, Michael?" "He´ll kill her!" "Kill who?" "He´ll know I´ve grassed him up." "He´ll kill her!" "Who, Michael?" "Janice!" "Michael, it´s all right." "It´s all right." "Don´t worry." "He can´t hurt her." "He can´t." "She´s safe." "He doesn´t know that you´ve told us." "How long does it take to get to Janice´s house?" " Ten minutes." " Have everyone there in five!" "Get me on my mobile!" "Mum!" "I just shot my dogs." "And do you know whose fault that was?" " Your boyfriend." " Mum!" "Oh, Mum!" "Call Henry." "Tell him I´ll be there in three minutes." "The first person who gets to Noreen´s should call me immediately." "Mrs Lafferty?" "Janice?" "Janice?" "Janice!" "Mrs Lafferty?" "Are they there?" "Noreen´s here, but she´s out of it." "Where´s Janice?" "I don´t know." " So, has he got her?" " It looks like it" "All the doors are open There was an argument with somebody in a four-wheel drive" "Stick with it, Gerry." "Get what you can." "OK" "The Street´s not here." " He took off in a..." " Four-wheel drive." "So, who have we got?" "Radio, Toots, and some kid." "Either arrest me or stop the hassle." "You can´t hold us here!" "I just want some information." "All I want to know is the whereabouts of Clive Norton." " We don´t know where he is!" " I don´t believe you." "Come on, lads, this is important!" "Talk to my brief." "Shut up!" "Shut up!" "Now, that´s crack." "So bust ´em all." "He´s a minor." "So you can think of the time you´re gona do and double it." "I just told your boyfriend here I don´t know where The Street is." "You think you´re protected, don´t you?" "You think you´re protected." "Well, you´re not." "Not any more." "That´s all over." " You see, your boss..." " The Street ain´t my boss, woman." "He ain´t my boss." "Toots and me, we provide security for the top man in the town." "Street ain´t the top man no more." "If you´d have come ten minutes later, we´d have been outta here." "Does he know this?" "He´s finished, man." " Yeah, but does he know he´s finished?" " He´s finished up here." "He´s got Janice Lafferty and it is very probable that he´s going to kill her." "So where´s he taken her?" "We know about the pool, so he hasn´t taken her there." "It is very much to your advantage to tell me." "You, what´s your name?" "Willem." "There´s no use trying to look invisible, Willem." "Cos I can see you and you´re in this up to your neck." "Oh, yes." "If The Street kills Janice, because I couldn´t get to her, and you could´ve helped me do that, that makes you an accessory to murder." "That´s murder, Willem." "Not nicking cars, not stealing drugs." "It´s a whole different ball game." "Get him out of here." "I said get him out of here!" "Out!" "Go on, out, you!" "All right, Officer." "Now, can you tell me where The Street´s gone?" "No." "There´s this big place, like, full of junk." "Where?" "I duno." "He drove me there." "Well, if I drive, will you be able to show me?" "You reckon?" "I don´t know." "Do this." "Try not to cry, Janice." "If you cry, your nose will get blocked up, you won´t be able to breathe, and then you´ll suffocate." "Don´t flatter yourself." "Turn round!" "Michael loves you, doesn´t he?" "He´s that possessive of you, he´s that jealous, he could kill the air for touching you." "You see a woman... is just a woman, Janice." "But a gun a lovely gun is a blast." "Last time this piece was used?" "Let me see now." "Oh, must´ve been when Michael popped your little brother." "That was it." "Let´s call it a day, shall we?" "Well?" "I´m just going to keep going until you tell me otherwise, OK?" "OK." "So, when did you go to this place with The Street?" "Night before last." "Why?" "What were you doing there?" "Stuff." "Anything?" "Recognise anything?" "I remember that." "OK." "Which way, left or right?" "Left or right, Willem?" "Which way?" "I don´t know." "Take your shoes off." "Do you know where you are?" "You´re at the top... of a very... very tall building." "Can´t you feel that lovely breeze?" "Feel that with your toes." "Can you feel it?" "I had a good thing, Janice." "I had a real... good... thing." "And you know, don´t you?" "This has to happen." "It´s nothing personal." "It´s just a matter of self-respect." "Off you go, then." "You know it makes sense." "See?" "That wasn´t too bad, was it?" "Henry?" "Henry, where´s Tennison?" "She took off." "Hasn´t she called in?" "No, no, no, she hasn´t." "What, do you recognise something?" "Willem!" "Willem!" "Clare?" "Clare, can you hear me?" "Gerry?" "Gerry, can you hear me?" "Clare." " Boss" " Yeah." "I´m in..." "Clare?" "Boss?" "Boss, can you hear me?" "Boss, it´s Clare." "Yes." "Clare..." "Clare!" "Am I getting through to you?" "Yeah." "Hi." "Where are you?" "Can you get this line any clearer?" "I can´t hear you." "You´re breaking up." "Christ Almighty!" "Henry, yeah, I´ve lost her." "Where is she?" "Quickly." "It´s standard operational procedure for officers in pursuit to give a runing comentary..." "When we find the superintendent, tell her." "Come on, she´s in a black spot!" "There are three black spots within the central area." "Where?" "Precisely." "Gerry!" "Armley Heath." "Move!" "Hello, Tony." "Jesus, Gerry!" "Janice!" "It´s Superintendent Tennison." "We´re gona get you out of there in just one minute." "He´s not gona hurt you any more." "My back-up will be here in a minute." "What?" "He´s behind you." "You know, all of a sudden, Jane," "I find you very boring." "Poisoning my pleasure." "Scaring off my friends." "You know, I´ll probably have to shoot both of you now and that will be your fault." "An excellent day´s police work." " We can do a deal." " I don´t think so." "Yes." "I mean it." "No, you don´t." "You see, Marty told me." "You want to nick the bad guys." "Full stop." "All in all, Jane," "I don´t think you´re in a position to do business with me." "My back-up´s outside." "Yeah, yeah." "They´ll be here in just one minute." "A lot can happen in a minute." "Hello, Clive." "Hello, Marty." "Left now, Gerry." "Here!" "Are you´ve come to let him off the hook again, have you, Martin?" "What´s going on here, Clive?" "She came looking for Janice." "You see, Marty, at this stage in the game, we both have to bring something a little bit special to the table." "I brought her." "What did you bring?" "Myself." "Well, Marty." "I´m a little bit pissed off with you." "I do not like being rung up and told, "It is over. " It is not over, OK?" "You do not tell me anything is over." "I mean, excuse me." "Which of us is in charge of this situation?" "What is the matter with you?" "Everything works except when she´s around." "She´s the problem!" "We rule, Marty!" "And we´re letting her piss all over us!" "We had an agreement." " We still do." " No, you don´t." "No, Clive, you´re finished." "Listen to me." "The best thing you could do for your health is just... just put down that gun and come with me." "We speak the same language, Marty." "Think." "Without you and me, it´d be chaos." "All we have to do... is remove that." " Meaning what?" " Meaning let´s waste the bitch." "Everything´s sweet except for her." "We take her out." "It´s just like it used to be." "Peaches and cream." "He´s making you his accomplice, isn´t he?" "Is this what you meant by "containing crime"?" "Is this what you bought into?" "I don´t think I can take a whole lot more of you!" "You see, he needs you to tell him to shoot me." "He needs to think he´s got that kind of power over a cop." "Say the word, Marty." "Just say the word!" "So, what are you gona say, Martin?" "Oh, for Christ´s bloody sake!" "Will you just say something?" "Nothing." "He does nothing." "It´s people like thee and me, Jane." "We´re the ones who get things done around here." "Janice." "You´re gona be all right." "You´re gona get to the hospital, get a nice hot bath, and go to bed." "Forget all about this." "Promise me?" "OK." "Take her to hospital." "Give me the keys to your car, would you?" "Thanks." "You bastard!" "I just saved your life or did you fail to notice that?" "But you thought twice about it, didn´t you?" "I am a police officer, Jane." "There is no way I would´ve let him kill another police officer." "Except if you got there too late, you might have let him get away with it." "My God!" "You compromise and you deal, and you bargain until there´s no law, there is no order, there is no justice." "There´s just some kind of messed-up secret society that you think you can control!" "Maybe, but we get results and Clive gave us some great results." "He was a psychopathic murderer." "Yes." "And he gave us some top-quality information." "There is no point in asking a school teacher to report about crime." "It´s a dirty old world, Jane, but I´m afraid it´s the real one." "And in the real world you don´t get caught, do you, Martin?" "No, I don´t." "Well, I think that´s a shame."