"Oi, come here!" "Oi, come here!" "You're... nicked." "Who's the one that got him?" "Back to what you were doing, Sandra." "You can't touch that one, she's Mr Pullman's daughter." " I like a bit of danger." " Then I've got all you can handle." " I'm DCI Ackroyd." "You've heard of me?" " Yes, guv." "You like being a cop?" " Yes, guv." " You want a transfer to my team?" " Yes, I do." "Then it's done." "Welcome aboard, Detective Sergeant Standing." "He's here, Gerry." "Still got it." "♪ It's all right It's OK" "♪ Doesn't really matter if you're old and grey" "♪ It's all right I say it's OK" "♪ Listen to what I say" "♪ It's all right, doing fine" "♪ Doesn't really matter if the sun don't shine" "♪ It's all right I say it's OK" "♪ We're gettin' to the end of the day. ♪" "Well, can't your mum do it?" "Gone where?" "Has she, indeed?" "Who with?" "No, no, no, but it's all right for some, isn't it?" "Well, listen, what about what's-her-name from next door?" "Caitlin, just because someone has a drink now and again it doesn't make them an alc..." "Oh." "Yeah, no, that is quite a lot, yeah." "Yeah, OK then, but you'll have to lay it all out for me." "Yeah, but not for over 30 years." "All the gear's different, isn't it?" " OK, I'll see you tomorrow." " Everything all right, Gerry?" "Yeah, yeah, yeah." "Listen, guv'nor, can I have tomorrow off?" "Caitlin's got to work and her husband's away at some conference, so they need someone to look after the little'un." "Can we spare you, Gerry, is the question." "What if we find ourselves in another high-speed pursuit like yesterday?" "She's trusting you all day with her baby?" "Yeah, we should probably put social services on alert." " He's asleep most of the time." " Like grandfather like grandson." " Oh." " Trouble?" "Internet dating." "And I'm saying that out loud because it's nothing to be ashamed of and I don't need you three giggling about it behind my back because I am not looking at three men here who've made unimpeachable life choices." " No, I think it's... great." " Yeah, good for you, you get out there." "Fine, then." "What happened to the bloke who took her to Barcelona?" "What goes on in Barcelona, Gerry, stays in Barcelona." "And he did stay in Barcelona... with a 25-year-old occupational therapist." "Oh, dear, oh, dear." "Hiya." "Guv'nor, if they only found this body a few hours ago, what's it got to do with Ucos?" "The murder investigation teams are all up to their eyes, so Strickland wants us to baby-sit until he can assign it." "Baby-sitting's very much Gerry's forte." "This one's even less likely to wake up." " The body's been here for about 30 years, they reckon." " Who owns the house?" "A Russian billionaire bought it six months ago for seven million quid." "Thanks." "He's having the whole place gutted and rebuilt." "When was the last time you changed a nappy?" "It's like riding a bike, isn't it?" "When's the last time you rode a bike?" " How hard can it be?" " You've never changed a nappy, have you?" " It's a generational thing." " Is it?" " My wife and I took it in turns." " Yeah, well, that's a Scottish thing." " No, it isn't." " How many children have you had?" "How many wives, more to the point." "Well, if any of you wants to come round and give us a hand, feel free." "No, I'd much rather just sit back and watch you try and figure it out." "I'll bring some popcorn." "And on that neat segue, this is going to be a cinema room." " Oh, I see what you did there." " It'll be nice when it's finished." "Workmen have been digging it out for the past few days." "Overnight the water pump failed and when they got in this morning, water had seeped up into the hole and this came with it." " What had he done to the house?" " Could it predate the house?" "It's not likely." " A signet ring." " It was found on the body." "Came off him in one of the workmen's hands as he tried to pull the thing out of the water before he realised what it was he'd grabbed hold of." "He's going to be having some colourful nightmares." "More 1970s than 17th-century." "Does anyone need anything from here?" "Scene Of Crime are going to run an ultrasound and see if there's anything else where the body came from." "Dan?" "Well, it's 30 years on, the builders have gutted the place, so there's nothing for me." " Steve?" " No." " Gerry?" " No." "Better get used to handling unpleasant things in bags, Gerry." "Yeah." " Everything all right, Gerry?" " Eh?" "You seem a bit away with the fairies today." "Well, it's nerves, big day tomorrow." "Hey, why don't you take the baby to one of those mother-and-baby screenings, eh?" " Meet some yummy mummies." " Yummy grannies." "Here we go, 30 years ago, that house belonged to a guy called Richard Lloyd Owen." "He bought it in 1972, sold it again in 1987." " Why are we bothering with this?" " What do you mean?" "Well, it's not our case, is it?" "Like Sasha said, we're baby-sitting it, it'll be taken off our hands in a day or so." "Yeah, but while we've got it, you know..." "Yes, needs to be fed, winded, taken for a nice walk in the park." "Doesn't look like Lloyd Owen lived in it after 1976, it was standing empty." "Maybe the killers broke in." "No, those houses were pretty close together." "If someone was going to dig up the basement of an empty house, a neighbour would have heard." "Well, maybe if it didn't seem suspicious, if there was building works going on..." "I'll check the planning department." "These houses are listed, you'd need permission." "We have a development." "When they pulled that body out of the water, they found something tangled up in what was left of his clothes." " Detective Chief Inspector Martin Ackroyd." " Oh, Jesus." " Gerry?" " Is it definitely him?" "Dental records are a match." "Why are we looking at Gerry?" "Because Gerry was working under DCI Ackroyd when he went missing." "Yeah, but I'd only just been transferred." "Went missing?" "Martin Ackroyd failed to turn up for work on the 7th of November 1983." "No-one's seen him since and his case was classified as unsolved, so it comes under the Ucos purvey already." "Cop goes missing, they must have looked pretty hard." "They did, but he disappeared off the face of the earth." "Have we got a cause of death yet?" "Pathologist hasn't finished yet but the skull was caved in, so that's our most likely cause of death." "We have no idea what the murder weapon might have been, so I've asked Fiona Kennedy to work on a reconstruction for us." "So, who would have wanted Ackroyd dead back then?" "What, you mean apart from all the people he got banged up?" "The two people that were questioned most thoroughly in connection with his disappearance were two of his sergeants, Don Bryant and Warren McCabe." "There was a theory that Bryant and McCabe were on the take and that Ackroyd found out and was going to shop them." "Nothing could be proved but Bryant and McCabe were essentially elbowed off the force anyway." "Do you remember them, Gerry?" "Yeah, yeah, vaguely, I mean," "I was only working with them for a couple of months." "I'm assuming that you can't shed any light on what happened to Ackroyd." "Nah." "I hardly knew him." "He never came out drinking or socialising or anything but..." " Well, I could have a word with the other two, if you like." " Yeah." "They're running a security firm now." "Take Danny." "It'd be just as easy if I went on my own, wouldn't it?" "Yeah, but given that you worked with Ackroyd, albeit briefly," " I'd rather someone unconnected went with you." " OK." "Look, I know this goes without saying but I'm going to say it anyway, this is the murder of a fellow police officer." "We take that very seriously indeed, so let's not put a foot wrong here, OK?" " So these two were on the take?" " I don't know, do I look like Serpico?" " No, you really don't." " Well, things were different then." "You chase villains all day long and then you'd end up drinking in the same boozer as them after work." "I'm not sure that was everyone's experience." "I'm just saying that the lines were blurred back then." "It was harder to tell who was properly dodgy and who just had a few tasty mates." "If these two were bent, still doesn't mean they killed a cop." "That's a very big deal." " Good morning." " Hello." "We're here to see Mr Bryant and Mr McCabe." "Don't talk to them." "They're in the job." "Is that...?" "Gerry Standing, as I live and breathe." "I didn't know if you'd remember me." "Danny Griffin, Warren McCabe." " Never forget a face." "You're in that Ucos now, ain't you?" " Yeah, yeah." "You too, Danny?" "Looks like you've got all your own teeth." "You must be work experience or something." "Is Mr Bryant here too?" " He's in a meeting." " Meeting's over, Warren." " Gerald." "Come in." "Mr...?" " Griffin, Danny Griffin." " Martin Ackroyd is dead." " That's very sad." "Mind you, how old must he have been?" "70, 75?" "Not a bad innings." "They found his body this morning, he's been dead for over 30 years." "So when everyone thought he'd disappeared...?" "Presumably someone killed him and that's why you're here." "We're first on the list, Warren." "We did both give quite detailed statements at the time." "Yeah, but we've got to follow it up." "You know how it is, Don." "Of course I do." "But..." "I don't think we've got anything to add to our original statements." "Warren?" "What he said." "If anything, the passing of three decades has rendered events... .. a little bit fuzzier." "There was a rumour at the time that Ackroyd had information about police corruption." "Rumours in a police station." " Only rumours, though, Mr Griffin, nothing proved." " We're aware of that." "Just so we make sure we're not throwing old, false accusations around trying to make two plus two equal five." "We wouldn't do that, Don." " Well, I'm sure if either of us remember anything..." " Of course." "Right, well, lovely to have met you both." "Certainly done all right for yourselves despite leaving the force early." "Still, I suppose you're always going to be busy with the Chapman family as a client." "That was Dominic Chapman leaving as we came in, wasn't it?" "I didn't know he was out." "If you could look menacingly after us as we leave, that would be super." "So, Bryant and McCabe are being bankrolled by the Chapmans." " That's what it looks like." " The Chapmans are..." " Organised crime." "Gerry, was there a connection back then between Bryant, McCabe and the Chapmans?" " Not that I can remember, no." " I want someone on Bryant and McCabe." "Now that they know Ackroyd's body's surfaced," "I want to know what they do and where they go." "Gerry?" "Me?" "No, no, no, I can't do it, I'm sorry." "Well, I'm looking after the little'un tomorrow, aren't I?" " Caitlin said I've got to have an early night." " Danny?" " I'd love to..." " Good." " .. but I have plans." " There's a special screening of The Big Sleep." "I promised Fiona." " Danny!" " Sorry, she's scarier than you." " She is not." " Yeah, she is." "This is so not how I imagined running my own unit would be, there was going to be coffee and doughnuts." " People calling you chief." " Yes." " I'll do it, chief." " Thank you, Steve." " Time and a half, wasn't it?" "What happened to civic duty?" "It's alive and well and costs 50% more after 6pm." "She was amazing, wasn't she?" "I love that phone call they do." "And the chemistry between them." "I said the chemistry between them." "Sorry." "You OK?" " Did you not enjoy it?" " Yeah, yeah, loved it, it's a brilliant film." " I'm just preoccupied." " Do you want to talk about it?" "It's just work." "You spend roughly 50 hours a week just working." "You want to keep half your working life secret from me." "I don't want to bore you." "Golf is boring, cricket is boring, the first Star Trek movie, the original, not the new one, Visconti's The Leopard, that's really boring." "Just a moment, cricket is not boring." "Your work is not boring." "Not to me." "Cos you're in it." "This body in the basement, are you up-to-date on everything?" "Yes, he was a cop, Martin Ackroyd." "He was Gerry's old boss." "Not for long but..." " And?" " And..." "I don't know." "Gerry's being a bit weird." "It's probably nothing." "I'm flattered to have lost your attention to "probably nothing"" "for the entire evening." "Well, we found a signet ring with the body and Gerry's reaction when he saw it was..." "He seemed to recognise it but he didn't let on." "Well, maybe Gerry recognised it and finally realised what had happened to Ackroyd." " So why not say something?" " I don't know." "Maybe he wasn't sure, maybe he had other things on his mind." "Yes, he did go straight home after work." "Sorry, Gerry went home after work?" "Oh, now I'm worried." "I must say, I'm rather enjoying the keen-eyed detective noting everything out of the ordinary." "Like the modern incarnation of Philip Marlowe." " Down these mean streets a man must walk." " What, Mayfair?" " You'd be surprised." " Go on." " Tales of lust and murder amongst high society." "Lean towards the lust, murder's a bit worky." " I can do lust." " I know you can." "Can a dame like you handle it, though?" " You'll just have to try me, Mr Marlowe." " Call me Phil." " He wouldn't have said that." " No, OK, how about" ""She was the kind of forensic anthropologist who could make" ""a bishop kick a hole in a stained-glass window"?" "That's more like it." "I'll get my coat." "Hiya." "I'm looking for Tommy Naylor." "Tommy Naylor." " No, sorry, mate." " All right." "PHONE RINGS" "Hello?" "Doug!" "Hello, mate, thanks for getting back to us." "Yeah, yeah, I'm not bad, yeah." "You?" "What you up to?" "Doug?" "Hello, you're breaking up, mate." "Hold on, Doug?" "Doug?" "You..." "There you are." "No, no, I'm trying to track down Tommy Naylor." "I'm slowly working my way through all the old haunts but no sign yet." "No, no." "You haven't got a number for him, have you?" "Oh, is he?" "When's he back?" " Cheers, mate, thanks a lot." " Hello, Gerald." " I was wondering when you two would pitch up." " And here we are." " Looking for Tommy Naylor, are we?" " Your old partner in crime." " What happened to Ackroyd?" " He died, apparently." "You told us that, didn't you?" "That's right, and we're going to get to the bottom of it." "I don't think you want to do that, Gerald." "See... what with all those shenanigans back then, it was sort of best that should dear old Martin Ackroyd resurface, which it seems he's done now, it might be best to provide a helpful trail of breadcrumbs for whichever coppers" "might find themselves in need of some investigative assistance." " What have you done?" " You don't want to know." " Stay clear." "It's for your own good, Gerald." "Think of this as a friendly warning of what's at stake here." " In case you've forgotten since the Naylor business." " Oh, yeah?" "Hiya, Gerry." "I was looking for you in the pub but they said I'd just missed you." " I've got the car with me if you fancy a ride home." " You head off." " I'll see you in the morning." " You'd best be on your way." "Oh, you'd best be trying to make me, pal." "I was a cop in Glasgow." "Do you think this is my first time round the dance floor?" "Well?" "Are you dancing?" "Well, it was lovely running into you again, Gerald, let's keep in touch." "We will." "So following these two from club to pub to bar, wondering what the hell they're up to and, lo and behold, it turns out they're following you." " What's all that about?" " I've known them from way back." "It didn't exactly look like Friends Reunited." "A little misunderstanding, that's all." " What's going on, Gerry?" " Nothing." " That wasn't nothing." "Look, Steve, it's not relevant to anything, leave it." "OK, so you're happy enough for me to include that little fracas when I report back to Sasha in the morning?" " Well, no, I'd rather you didn't." " Well, there's a shock." "Who's Naylor?" " Who?" " Gerry." "Look, it's just a bit of ancient history that needs clearing up," "I'm fine." "All right." " If you say so." " Yeah." " Oh, and thanks for the lift home." " No problem." " Have a good day with the baby tomorrow." " Oh, yeah, yeah, cheers." " Who's Naylor?" " Good night, Steve." "DOOR SLAMS" "This way, Gerry." "Let me introduce you to the team." "Gerry Standing, meet Warren McCabe and Don Bryant." " All right?" " Gerry's one of us now, aren't you, Gerry?" "You two can show him the ropes." "Welcome to the team, Gerald." "You're saying Don Bryant gave this to you?" "And he got it from who?" "I don't know the bloke's name." "Scrap metal yard, off the Uxbridge Road, belongs to the Chapman family." "I'm not a grass." "But I'm not on the take, either, and I don't want to be." "I just want to do me job." "I understand." "And I'm sorry about this." "I was worried that something was going on with those two, but... they get results and I wanted to believe that was on the up and up." "But all right..." "Do you know how we deal with this?" "How?" "This needs to go upstairs." "DCI Sainsbury's running a team looking at the Chapman family." "If Bryant and McCabe are in their pocket," "Sainsbury will want to know about it." "I think he's going to want more evidence than just this." "You need to carry on as you were." "Take the money they give you, make a note of how much and where it came from." "This is just you and me at the moment." "All right?" "I just want to do me job." "This is your job now, Gerry." "You're gathering evidence." "Baby formula..." "It's already mixed in the bottles." "You just nuke it for 30 seconds, then give it a good shake, make sure it's not too hot." "We know all this, don't we?" "But don't be dipping your fingers in it if you've just had a fag, Dad." "I wouldn't do that!" " And he'll need winding after." " Yeah, like I used to wind you." "Er, like Mum used to wind me." "You're going to be late, you know." "SHE SIGHS" "OK." " You'll be all right?" " Yeah, of course we will." "A bit of telly, a couple of songs, eh?" "Oh, for God's sake don't sing to him." "[CHUCKLES] Very funny!" "Thanks for this, Dad." " I'll check in when I can." " OK, we'll be here." " Bye, sweetheart." " Bye, Mummy." "Bye-bye." "Go on, wave." " DOOR CLOSES" " All right, Charles." "Get your coat, we're going out." "HE SIGHS" "Does the name Naylor mean anything to you?" "As in Tommy Naylor?" "Yeah, it might be." "It's just a name that came up in one of Ackroyd's files." "It's before my time down here, you know." "It's probably Tommy Naylor, then." "Organised crime, rival to the Chapman family." "He wouldn't have been making very big waves back then but he would have probably been on the radar." " Is he still around?" " Oh, yes." "You're in early." "Worms to catch." "So how was last night?" " Steve?" " Hm, with what?" "Bryant and McCabe?" "Oh, yeah, yeah." "They went on a bit of a pub crawl but, er..." "Nothing to report." " WHISPERS:" "Morning." " Gerry?" "Shhh!" "He's asleep!" "Gerry, you're not meant to be here." "Well, I got a bit bored and I thought you could do with a hand." " This is Charlie." " Gerry, you can't bring a baby into work... .. however cute he might be." "Oh, look at his little hands." "BABY TALK:" "Hello, Charlie." "A right little bruiser, isn't he?" "Well, he's certainly got the genes for it." "Just make sure he never goes near one of those book things." "Oh, gosh." "He's actually incredibly sweet, Gerry." "Congratulations." "No, he's brilliant, as good as gold." "Yeah, but he can't be in the office." "Well, I've got something to check on the computer." "I'll only be an hour or so, and then we'll be out of your hair." "As if I don't have enough babies to look after!" "Jesus!" "Ah, there you are." " I am trying to run a murder investigation here." " Sorry." " I-I came in early and..." " You're not sleeping, are you, sir?" " The new baby doesn't like sleep." " No, they don't." "She knows exactly when I'm just nodding off," " she can time it to the second." " Uncanny, aren't they?" "When do they, erm..." "when do they stop this?" "Oh, it's just a few more months" " and then, of course, she'll start teething..." " No, she won't." "I won't allow it." "BABY CRIES" "I can hear it." "It's like she's inside my head." "Gerry?" "BABY CONTINUES CRYING" " The baby's awake." " All right." "Well, it might need winding." "Or feeding?" " Did you bring milk?" " Of course I did, it's down there." "Well, I'll do it, then, shall I?" "Yeah, that'd be nice." "Give him here." "He probably doesn't like heights." "There you are, there's a good boy." "Look, he smiled at me." " Did he really?" " Would you get out of his way?" "You're freaking him out." "You blokes are doing great." " So I'm just going to nip out for a bit." " You're what?" "I won't be long." "There's extra nappies down there." " Gerry..." " Gerry, you can't go." "You're doing brilliantly!" "But you can't just leave him here, you can't leave him here." "We're in a nick, he couldn't be in safer hands." " I won't be long." " Gerry..." "Oh, and remember to wind him." "So Bryant and McCabe are top of the list?" "For the moment, yes." "We want to get the ins and outs on their connection with the Chapman family." "PHONE BLEEPS" "Oh!" "Ah, internet date?" "Is that Grinding, or whatever it's called?" "No." "No, sir, it's not that one." "Going well though, is it?" "Yeah, going fine, thank you." "Excellent!" "Sir?" "Good." "Right." "I'm..." "Good work." "Keep it..." "Keep going." " I think you're right." " Probably where we should..." " That makes some sense." "We should get over there right away." "BABY CRIES" "Sir." "It's sleep deprivation." "I actually am going mad." "OK, Danny, you seem to have this situation under control." " What?" "!" "Steve?" " I'll be on my mobile if you need me." " Steve!" "You...!" " Where is everyone?" " I don't know." "One day they'll have to come back, and I will be waiting." " You're holding him wrong." " I'm not holding him wrong." " Here." "Oh..." "Hello." " The child hates me." " Oh!" "BABY TALK:" "Well, let's hope you can solve the murder," "Charlie, because no-one else around here seems bothered." "Actually, I've found something." "I was going through Ackroyd's old paperwork and there is something odd here." "Oh, what has Uncle Danny found?" "Uncle Danny has found an unpaid invoice from a company called" "R Woolcott Associates, presented a week before Ackroyd disappeared." "BABY TALK:" "And who were they, then?" "Well, they don't exist any more." "They don't exist any more." "But it looks like they were private detectives." "Why is the dead policeman hiring private detectives, eh?" "One day I shall just start screaming and I may never stop." " Ronald Sainsbury?" " Yeah?" "Morning." "I'm from Ucos." "Oh, Jack Halford's lot, right?" " Yeah, not any longer, sadly." " Well, how can I help you?" "I was wondering if I could take you on a little trip down memory lane." " He was one of your lot, as well, wasn't he?" " Yeah, Brian, that's right." "Yeah, ordinarily I would ask you inside but June's got one of her church group meetings going on in the living room and they're all barking mad." "No, I'm all right here." "Do you remember a DCI called Martin Ackroyd?" "Oh, yeah, yeah." "He disappeared." "No, his body turned up yesterday." "He's been under a basement in Primrose Hill for the last 30 years." "Blimey!" "I'm not sure I can shed any light on that for you." "No, of course not." "I worked for Ackroyd very briefly alongside a couple of sergeants," "Don Bryant and Warren McCabe." " Oh, those two toerags!" " Yeah." "You led a team investigating the Chapmans, right?" "Did you have a list of all the cops who were on Chapman's payroll?" "I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name." "I'm sorry, Gerry Standing." "Oh, right." "I see where this is going now." "Meaning what?" "You're worried your name is on the list, are you?" " Excuse me?" " Gerry Standing, yes." "Your name cropped up in that investigation, as much as anyone's." " No, no, no, I'm clean." " Really?" "I think you were up to your neck in it then." "I think you're up to your eyes in it now they've found Ackroyd's body." "You see, the way I heard it, he had been quietly gathering evidence for months and he was just about to blow the whistle and suddenly he vanishes off the face of the earth." "You must have had quite a party down the pub that night." "No, no, no, I was never bent." "And now I work for Ucos and we need that list." "There is no list, it went missing." "Along with all the case files." " What, everything gone?" " Yes." "Ackroyd vanished, so did our case." "Shame, really, because it would have been nice if your lot had got what was coming to you." "Whatever!" "Thanks for your time." " Yeah." " HORN BEEPS" "DOOR SLAMS" "He's gone." " What did you tell him?" " Put the wind up him, like you said." "He's shitting himself." "It will only get worse." "Are you ready for the next part?" "Let's make it look good, shall we?" " Tommy Naylor?" " Oh, I smell bacon." " Anyone smell bacon?" " That's very good." "I've never heard that." "NAYLOR CHUCKLES" "I haven't committed a crime in Scotland, have I?" "It depends how far back you can trace your family." "I think we have a tartan, but everyone has a tartan, don't they?" "Please." " I didn't catch your name." " Steve McAndrew." "I'm with the Unsolved Crimes And Open Case Squad." " Retired?" " Yeah." " Lucky you." "Does the name Martin Ackroyd mean anything to you?" "No, I don't think so." "He was a detective chief inspector in the early '80s." "Oh, a cop!" "Ackroyd, yes." "Yes, I remember him." "Is he a friend of yours?" "No." "He's dead." " Sorry to hear that." " Really?" "Just something you say, isn't it?" "I never really knew Mr Ackroyd." "We were on opposite sides back when I used to be a little bit naughty, so we never had much contact." "What about a guy who used to work with him, Gerry Standing?" "No, sorry." "Doesn't ring any bells." "Gerry's a friend of mine and I think he's in some trouble." "It involves a couple of ex-cops who run a security firm now." "Oh!" "So we both know who I'm talking about." "The past is a foreign country, Steven." "It's not a tourist destination." "I should leave well alone if I were you." " I'm back!" " Shhh!" "We've just this second got him down." "I told you, he's as good as gold." " Where the bloody hell have you been?" " Oh, following something up." "Dead end, though." "I better get this little bloke home, hadn't I?" "So this is just free childcare for you?" "I'll make it up to you." " Tonight, the drinks are on me." " Too right they are!" "Where's Steve?" "God knows." "He's disappeared." "You'd never know we were in the middle of a murder inquiry." "Hello, is Tommy Naylor there, please?" "Ah..." "Yeah, just tell him it's an old friend." "I'm out." "I'll see you." "And I'll raise you 50." "50?" "Gerry..." "You're at the big boys' table now." "Come on, then, see me." "Show me what you got, Tommy." "Fine." "I'll see you." "And I'll raise you another... 50." "I'm all in." "Sure?" "This is going to hurt." "Call." "Flush." "Ace high." "Take it." " Are you all right?" " I'm fine." "Here, what did you have?" " I was bluffing." " No, you weren't." "You had the full house." "You couldn't take the hit." " I made the bet!" " Yeah, for the benefit of the table." "I could see it in your eyes, Gerry." "That one was going to hurt." "It's supposed to be a level playing field, Tommy." "We leave the day jobs behind." "I can't be owing you favours." "Relax, Gerry." "You don't owe me anything." "I'm not the Chapmans." " What's that supposed to mean?" " It means I hear things." "We all hear things." "Gerry Standing's on the take." "Except if you were on the take, you wouldn't have looked so scared of losing that last hand." "You're taking their money, Gerry, but you're not spending it." "That suggests you might be playing a very dangerous game indeed." "You need someone to watch your back." "Not as a quid pro quo... .. just as a mate." "I'm fine." "You give my love to the missus and little Caitlin." "Keep them safe." "The Chapmans don't observe the boundaries." "DOORBELL RINGS" "Hello, Gerry." "Long time no see." "Yeah." " We've got trouble." " So I hear." " One of your friends came to see me." " Friend?" "Who?" " Steve someone." "Scottish, little, a bit chippy." "Could we not do this on the doorstep?" "BABY CRIES" "New member of the clan?" "Congratulations." "I'll put the kettle on, shall I?" "There you go, mate." "Let's get you cleaned up, eh?" "So, Ackroyd..." " What happened?" " Search me." "I'd assumed he'd been sitting on a beach somewhere for the last 30 years." "Well, apparently, someone got to him before he could get away." "My money's on Bryant and McCabe on Dominic Chapman's orders." "The problem is..." " they put me in the frame for it." " That's not good." "I've no idea what evidence they've planted, or where." "Oh!" "What is that?" "That, Gerry, is a metaphor." "Eurgh!" "So what can you do?" "They're trying to make it look like I was the bad cop who killed a good cop." "I've got to prove that that's not the way it happened." "We." "You're not in this on your own." "Well, thanks, Tommy." "I went to see one of the old DCIs who were investigating the Chapmans at the time." "I asked if he had a list of dodgy cops." "And?" "He said if he had, I'd be on it." "Mmm." "Who was the cop?" "Er, Ronald Sainsbury, he worked upstairs." "Oh, dear, dear, dear." " What?" " Two things, you've put that nappy on back to front and Sainsbury was on the payroll." "You're kidding?" "No, he was one of Chapman's." "But even if you had got the list, it wouldn't have got you off the hook." "There's no getting off the hook, Tommy." "I'm responsible for the death of a policeman." "You had no choice." "That's not going to cut much mustard, is it?" "And even if I can prove what really happened, all that's going to do is put me in a deeper hole with the Chapmans." "Come on, Charlie." "BABY GURGLES" "And they've got plans for me, one way or the other." "I'd like... to report an assault." "So we reconstructed Ackroyd's skull in the computer as to how it would have been before the attack." "Then we simulated blows with a variety of objects that are commonly used in attacks like these." "We're not getting very far, I'm afraid." "None of the objects we tried caused damage that matched what was actually there." "We have worked out a few things, though." "It was a blunt weapon, no edges of any kind." "So circular like a baseball bat?" "Yes, but not a baseball bat, we tried one of those." "It was wooden." "About 1.5 inches in diameter." " You can stop talking about me, I'm here now." " Where have you been?" " I've been to see a man about a dog." " Are you going to get a dog, Steve?" "That's a great idea." "Keep him company." "Yeah, where's Gerry?" " He took the baby home." " Why?" "No reason." "So what have we got?" "Well, the murder weapon is rounded, made of wood and about 1.5 inches in diameter." "And it's not a baseball bat." "It's a police truncheon, isn't it?" "Well, I presume you had the same ones down here we had back up there in Glasgow before they brought in the new ones with the handles?" " Actually, a truncheon's not a bad guess." " So it could be a policeman?" "We don't know who was handling it." "How soon can they start digging deeper into that basement?" "They're still trying to pump the water out, it could be later today, or tomorrow." "In the meantime, I've tracked down that private detective that Ackroyd hired." "OK, let's go and talk to him." "Can I have a word?" " This is absurd!" " I don't know what to believe." "You don't believe that Gerry Standing beat up a witness?" "!" " Where is Gerry?" " At his daughter's, looking after the baby." "I think we should bring the others in on this." "You're not serious?" "I find it difficult to believe that Gerry Standing would attack a witness." "So this Sainsbury character is lying." "This Sainsbury character is a retired police officer," " Danny, with a spotless record." " That may just mean he never got caught." "Absolutely!" "If Ackroyd is about to blow the whistle on police corruption, who's to say that Sainsbury wasn't going to be one of the officers named?" "Actually, he claims the opposite." "He says Ackroyd was going to name Gerry." " This is ridiculous." " It might not be." "You asked me to follow Bryant and McCabe the other night." "So I followed them around a load of pubs and clubs..." "You said nothing happened." "They met up with Gerry." "I don't think it was arranged and it certainly didn't seem amicable." " What were they talking about?" " I don't know, er," "I just caught the tail end of the conversation, but I heard Bryant mention the name Naylor." " As in Tommy Naylor." " The gangster?" "I went to visit him earlier, he said he'd never heard of Gerry." " I think he's lying." " You went to see Tommy Naylor?" " Yeah." "You didn't think any of this was worth mentioning, Steve?" "I just wanted to be sure it meant something before I..." "Did I miss the meeting where we changed how police investigations work?" " Was I off sick that day, or something?" " Sasha..." " I'm your boss." " You tell me where you're going and what you're doing at all times." " This is about Gerry." "This is an ongoing investigation into the murder of a police officer." "We do not go off-piste like this." "Is that clear?" "Yes, sure, yeah." "Sorry." "While we're putting our cards on the table..." "Oh, brilliant, what have you done?" "!" "Nothing." "I think Gerry recognised Ackroyd's signet ring when we first saw it in the basement." "You think?" "!" "He had an odd reaction to it." "On its own it's nothing but stacked up against this accusation from Sainsbury, the fact that Gerry has some sort of ongoing situation with Bryant and McCabe that he's keeping from us, the possible involvement with Tommy Naylor" "and the fact that Fiona thinks that Ackroyd may have been killed by a police truncheon..." " I'm sorry, what?" " This just came out before you arrived." "OK, wait." "This is Gerry Standing we're talking about." "Does any of this seem remotely likely?" "Sasha, none of us knew Gerry Standing 30 years ago." "Is it a huge stretch to imagine that, as a young man, he might have got himself involved in something monumentally stupid?" "This is really dangerous ground." "If anyone outside of Ucos gets even a whiff that Gerry Standing might be compromised, this case will be handed off to another team, a team who won't know Gerry and will only look at this apparently mounting evidence against him." " Then we should talk to Gerry, get his side of this." " Absolutely." "Steve, ask Gerry to come back in, will you?" "If he's got something to hide, sir, he might not respond to that." "Tell him it's not a request!" "The police want him to help with their inquiries." "Hello, er, Bill?" "Gerry Standing." "Yeah, I'm all right, yeah." "You?" "Yeah, we all are, mate, I'll tell you." "Listen, it's just a quick one." "Do you remember a team that were looking into the Chapman family back in '83?" "Yeah, that's right, Sainsbury, yeah." "Yeah, I wondered if you had any mates that were on the team..." " PHONE BUZZES" " Hold on." "Sorry, another call." "I don't suppose you know anybody who might have known anybody?" "No." "All right." "No, it's just a one-off, don't worry." "Cheers, yeah." "See you soon." "Ta-ra." "Come on, you." "DS McCabe, DS Bryant." "Lovely to see you again." "Don't remember the invite being a plus-one." "This is Gerry Standing." "How do you do, Gerry?" "Do you know who I am?" "You're Dominic Chapman." "That's right." "Dad sends his apologies -- said there was something on telly." "Right." "Some little toerags knocked over a jeweller's in Knightsbridge last week." "This establishment was supposed to be under our protection." "The toerags in question have been caught and dealt with but the job was put together by someone who's becoming a bit of a thorn in our side." "Dad would like you to raid this guy's establishment, retrieve our belongings and nick the little bastard -- and should you decide to bounce his head off the pavement a few times on the way to the nick, I don't think anyone would be too upset." "Are we taking out your rubbish now?" "I think someone could do with a few lessons in not speaking when he's being spoken to." "You're making the world a safer place and getting a few Brownie points from your bosses on the bust, Mr Standing." "Everyone's a winner." "What's the name?" "Naylor, Tommy Naylor." "BABY CRIES" "It's all right, it's OK." "It's one thing taking a bung to look the other way -- but we're talking about Chapman paying cops to go and do his dirty work for him." "Well, here." "Did what you said." "That's all the money they've given me." "Names, dates, places -- the lot." "We need to take that upstairs to Sainsbury." " We need to think this through." " Bollocks, we've got to do something!" " I'll take it upstairs meself." " To who?" "Who do we trust up there?" "You think Bryant and McCabe are the most senior officers on Chapman's payroll?" "Then what?" "I need to sound people out, work out who's with us and who's against us." "And in the meantime?" "I don't know, Gerry." "I'm sorry." "Just leave it with me." "Here we are." "Are you sure this is the place?" "Well, what were you expecting?" "A battered office door with "R Woolcott, Investigator" painted on the louvre glass pane?" "A sassy broad in reception?" " Hello." " Hi, is Mr Woolcott in, please?" "I'm afraid he died." " Oh, I'm sorry." " That's OK, it was about 40 years ago." "Mr R Woolcott, he was a private detective." "Mr T Woolcott, my father." "I'm Rachael Woolcott, the private detective as was." "Oh, I see." "May we come in, please?" " Yeah, yes, of course." " Thank you." "Yes, I was only a private detective for a couple of years in the early '80s, then I got into security systems, you know, high-end stuff." "That's what pays the bills." "You had a client back then in 1983, Martin Ackroyd?" " The policeman?" " You've got a good memory." "Well, he didn't pay me." "Those are the ones you remember." "There's possibly a reason for that." "He went missing a week after he hired you." "We believe he was murdered." "Oh, dear." "Oh, I am sorry." "What did he hire you to do?" "It was a divorce job, I think." "He wanted me to follow his wife, take note of everywhere she went and take pictures." "Mostly my bread and butter was serving legal papers and looking at accounts, so this was easily the most exciting thing I'd ever been offered so I jumped at it." " Ackroyd's wife?" " Died, 2007." "Was she having an affair?" " Oh, yes." " Who with?" "No idea." "I mean, I got pictures of the guy but the next step was to show the pictures to the client on the assumption that he'd recognise him." "And you didn't get that far because Ackroyd disappeared?" " Exactly." " I know this was 30 years ago and well before digital photographs and computerised records..." "Yes, I have everything." "I'm a hoarder, fortunately for you." "Everything's in boxes up in the attic." "Would you be able to..." "What, make you some coffee while you search through it all?" "Certainly." "Hm!" "Tonight's the night, Gerald." " What?" " The Naylor raid." "Tommy Naylor goes down tonight." "We'll get the jewellery from his safe, dust our knuckles a little bit, then off down the Queen's Head after, so you should call home and get a late pass." "PHONE RINGS" "DCI Ackroyd, please." "When's he back?" "No, that's no good." "I need to speak to him today." "Have you got a number for where he's staying?" "No, I don't want to speak to anyone else." "PHONE RINGS" "Tommy, it's Gerry." "If anyone ever asks, this conversation never happened." "The safe, it's empty." "Where's Tommy Naylor?" "Hmm?" "Well, a fat lot of use you are then." "Find Naylor." "Now!" "No diamonds, no Tommy Naylor." "We are deep in the shit, gentlemen." "Well, I'll say one thing for her -- these are marvellous boxes." "Glad you like them." "Ah, found the "A"s." "A-ha." "Ackroyd, here we are." "Well, this is awkward." "Who was she shagging?" "PHONE RINGS" "MUFFLED MUSIC" "You've been a naughty boy, Gerald." "We've got some problems, I understand." "A copper who doesn't know who he's working for and a friend who's got a little bit too big for his boots." "Tommy... next time you think you can have one over on the Chapman family," "I suggest you take a long look in the mirror." "NAYLOR SHOUTS OUT" "SCREAMING" "Give him a kicking and dump him somewhere." "NAYLOR GROANS" "I'm not allowed to kill anyone at the moment " "Dad says it's bad for business." "There's still fun to be had, though." "Better not lay a finger on me." "Or what?" "It's all documented." "Everything you've paid to these two in the last three months." "This is all about to come crashing down around your ears." "Anything you do to me now is only going to make it worse." " Is that right?" " Do I look like I'm bluffing?" "He's not bluffing." "He's just got this one all wrong." "DOOR SHUTS" "You're back!" "Listen, I'm going to take off." "You know something?" "We've had the best day." "Your Charlie's a right little smasher." "Do you know what he did?" "We were..." "Caitlin!" "Caitlin, what's the matter?" "Caitlin..." " These two men..." " What?" "They..." "They said that you knew them." "They said that they were going to hurt us." "They said..." "They said they were going to hurt the baby..." "Oh..." "SOBBING" "Well, I've left messages on his mobile, but he's not picking up." "Yep, yeah, OK, yeah." "I'll go over to Caitlin's house." "Gerry's gone Awol." "Well, let's not leap to any conclusions." "What's going on, Danny?" "What on earth is Gerry mixed up in here?" "I don't know..." ".. but it doesn't look good, does it?" "Oi!" "You want to sort this out?" "Come on, then." "You threaten my daughter, you threaten my grandson..." " No idea what you're talking about." " Oh..." "Are you all right there, Gerry?" " We must stop meeting like this." " This man's threatening us." "Can't say I blame him -- if you pulled that little stunt on a member of my family, you'd be bouncing off the front of my car right now." " Now you're threatening us too." " Stay out of this, Steve." "No, no, these guys, Gerry." "You know, it's funny..." "You look so much bigger close-up." "Oh!" " Argh!" " Bit smaller now, aren't you, eh?" " Back inside or you're nicked!" " See you soon, Gerald." " I wouldn't advise that, pal." " Inside!" "Gerry, come with us." " Bollocks!" " Steve..." " Gerry, look." " Look, this has got nothing to do with either of you." "Yeah, actually it does -- you've got a lot of questions to answer." "I'm going home." "No, Gerry, you're going to come back to the office with us." "Gerry!" "Gerry Standing, I'm arresting you for conspiracy to murder Detective Chief Inspector Martin Ackroyd." "You do not have to say anything but it may harm your defence if you do not mention when questioned something which you later rely on in court." "Gerry, what is it you're not telling us?" "The way the Chapmans see it, you're dangerous, a problem they need to take care of." "Gerry Standing is clean." "Has he told you about Tommy Naylor?" "GERRY:" "How do you know who I am?" "You're famous." "What are you thinking?" "Gerry's friendship with the criminal element is hardly a surprise to anyone who knows him." "What did you do, Gerry?" "That I can't tell you." "You threaten me, you threaten my family and you expect me to stand still and take it?" "Did you kill Martin Ackroyd?"