"This station is corrupt and Super Mac is bent." "I tell you this, Drake, I hate what they are doing to this force." "To tell the truth, sir, I don't remember Kevin Hales being suicidal." "I think we should allow an investigation to run its own course." "No, I don't think so, Gene." "I don't think that's the best approach." "I'm transferring you, Gene." "Come again?" "Plymouth, lovely part of the world, apparently." "Shouldn't take more than a fortnight." "Congratulations again." "# Cos I got a brand-new combine harvester" "# And I'll give you the key..." "# Come on now, let's get together in perfect harmony... #" "Bloody A division need a little slap I think." "Just ignore it." "They're won't really send you to Plymouth, Guv?" "Not if I've got anything to do with it." "Come on, babe, let's go home." "Hey, sounds like you're on a promise." "No." "She's got me watching Brideshead Revisited." "I was eating that!" "She was eating that." "Please!" "Don't throw the food!" "Oi!" "Right, I'm going home." "Right, I'm going home." "I'll stay and keep Shaz company." "Well, maybe one more." "I'll see you all tomorrow." "Good night." "Night." "Right!" "Right, come on, then, if you think you're hard enough!" "Please, I beg you, take it outside." "One for all and all for one." "Where's the guv?" "He didn't finish his drink." "Something's going on between them." "Think he's slipping her one?" "Disgusting." "Come on!" "ROARING" "Ebony and Ivory!" "Watch your face, baby." "# Well, hello, pretty woman You're looking good" "# With your yellow dot skirt And your swaying, hah" "# You look as though you ate Your one last meal" "# Your conceit is all that's left You can sing a spiel... #" "Oi!" "#.." "You used to hid away in Kiosk land" "# Let's find you our and loosen up You're so upset" "# Making coffee for the poor machines" "# Stipulate, copulate for all his schemes" "# I have you You have me" "# We go where we want to be" "# We have it We have fun" "# We go places to have some... #" "Are you sure you're ready for this?" "I'm ready." "It's a big step." "Between you and me, Bols, I've been wanting to do this for weeks." "Yeah, me too." "I just didn't know you felt the same way." "Oh, yeah, let's do it." "It really will be Operation Burning Ring if you get caught up there." "I've never been west of Chiswick High Road, Bols, I don't intend to start now." "What amazes me is where all the money is going." "You know, like the gold bullion job on the Balls Pond Road... we know Mac was involved, yet his situation doesn't change." "Same car, same house, same holiday in the West Country." "Don't mention the West Country, I'm trying to concentrate here." "It's hundreds of thousands of pounds, over the years." "There must be a trail." "Listen, Mac might be bent but he's not stupid." "It'll be well buried." "It's a lot of work." "We should tell Ray and Chris." "No." "Mac's already killed one of his own foot soldiers." "He wouldn't hesitate in killing one of mine." "OK." "What now?" "Fire up the flip chart." "My name is Alex Drake." "I've been shot and that bullet has taken me back in time." "Now I'm lost in 1982." "And all I can do is fight and search and stay alive, because somehow I will find a way home." "SNORING" "Aye-aye!" "Morning." "Morning, ma'am." "Tea." "Five sugars." "Copped a bit of a hiding, Guv." "Yeah, you left, there was only three of us." "And me." "I threw a roll." "He always did run away from his responsibilities." "Who are you?" "Jackie Queen, as I live and breath." "That's my coat." "I was looking for that." "You left it at my flat." "Come to think of it, that's not all you left behind." "Bugger me!" "Will you please stop smoking?" "Cos you'll stunt your baby's growth." "It will come out easier then, won't it?" "I can't have been that drunk." "You were very drunk." "I had to tie a pencil to it." "You've not worn that coat for years." "Yeah, well, I was back in Manchester for that police charity do." "He was so drunk, no taxi would go anywhere near him." "So I took pity on him and took him back to my place." "You actually had sex with him?" "The heating was broken, it was cold." "She's a journalist - don't believe a bloody word she says!" "And, no offence, Jackie, a bit of a slapper." "It's yours or the black bass player in Neil Diamond's backing band." "I think you're winding me up." "Am I now?" "We'll just have to wait and see, won't we?" "The little pitter-patter of tiny crocodile boots." "Guv." "Just had Devon and Cornwall on the phone." "They're very excited about you joining them." "They want to know if you shoot?" "Yes!" "People from Devon and Cornwall." "How'd you get from Plymouth to Manchester to visit your kid?" "What is this?" "Slap Gene Day?" "There is one other reason I'm here." "You're only police officers, so you probably don't know this, but every month dozens of young" "Northern kids come down to the bright lights of London." "Some don't ever go back." "Well, they can't be blamed for that." "Since when did you let your typist have opinions?" "Excuse me, I'm not a typist, I'm a detective inspector." "I'm writing a piece for the paper." "What happens to these kids?" "Where do they end up?" "I'm hanging it on this girl." "Her name's Rachel Lessing, she's 16 years old, she went missing last week and her mother's in pieces." "Yeah, and that is all very commendable, but you can't waltz into CID and expect us to drop everything." "I wrote several letters to the Met, I've phoned several times, I got fobbed off every time." "Have I become invisible?" "So, who fobbed you off?" "Why weren't Jackie Queen's enquiries put in front of a senior officer?" "I was told to ignore any such enquiries from up north." "Why?" "Don't know, Guv." "Just to annoy them, I suppose." "Who told you to ignore them?" "Mac." "Mac did?" "'Bay 6, for the 10.30 from Liverpool.'" "We're on the verge of uncovering corruption deep within the Met and you're chasing a pregnant Glaswegian round London?" "Why would a senior officer stop Viv from acting on a simple request from a journalist?" "What?" "You think Mac's connected to runaway kids?" "I don't know what I think any more." "Is she really having your baby?" "I don't know." "My memories of that night in question are somewhat hazy." "POSH VOICE:" "I remember Sebastian that Michaelmas term." "Pink buttocks quivering in the quad." "At least make her sit down?" "He made her lie down easily enough." "That's him." "That's the bloke, he's here every morning to meet the coaches from up north." "I've watched him." "It's not an offence to try and pick up a pretty girl in a bus station." "It's a lovely hobby." "Am I going to have to hurt you?" "Aye-aye." "The dog's seen the rabbit." "Good girl, she's turned him down." "No chance, he'll have her ankles behind her head within the hour." "How d'you figure that?" "She's from Liverpool." "Ah, right." "Come on, let's follow the perv." "'Dl Drake?" "'" "Yep, Drake." "'l could smell your hair, Alex." "'Even as I put it in your pocket.'" "Where are you?" "'Don't spoil my fun, or people will get hurt.'" "We're in this together, we could help each other." "We don't have to be enemies." "'No, we don't." "We could be anything we wanted to be.'" "Can we meet?" "Bolly, get a ruddy, bloody move on, we're losing him!" "The landlord says he rents a room out above the pub to a bloke called Gordon Lannigan." "Right, are we ready?" "Don't you need to light up?" "You haven't had a cigarette for at least five seconds." "Good point." "Right, let's go and dance the light fantastic on Gordon's head." "Come on, love, give us a smile." "Come on, darling, cheer up, you're on the beach." "DOOR BANGS AND SHE SCREAMS" "It's all right, it's all right." "We're police officers." "You better have a warrant!" "You better have an arsehole the size of Gwent, my friend, because where you're going..." "Be careful!" "Some of those are lethal." "Are they?" "Christopher, make the gentleman a cocktail." "Do you know this girl?" "What's your name, love?" "Debbie." "Right, I'm a police officer and I'll give you a bit of advice." "You never, ever do what scumbags like him tell you to." "Understood?" "Your life is too precious." "Keep it that way." "Right, get yourself back up to Liverpool." "Enjoy life stealing hubcaps and being over-sentimental." "OK?" "Thanks." "Right, seems that some of our fine northern lasses are going missing and I think you might have something to do with it." "Chris, I think the gentleman needs his whistle whetted." "I call this "Pornographer's Guts Against The Wall", Guv." "Guv." "Is that her?" "It's just photographs." "I paid her." "Where is she?" "I don't know." "HE GROANS" "Right, start talking." "Where do you send the girls?" "It's just a party." "There's only the special ones." "What do you mean, special?" "Virgins." "He likes them to be virgins." "Whose party?" "Give me a name." "I can't, he'll kill me!" "CHOKES" "This is your last chance." "Jarvis!" "His name's Ralph Jarvis!" "Oh, Jesus Christ." "Oh, God, she's..." "It's all right love, come on, we're gonna find her." "I promise you, we're gonna find her." "She's my niece, Gene." "Come on." "It;" "SHE SOBS" "Failed to mention she was related to Rachel Lessing, didn't she?" "Your girlfriend." "She's not my girlfriend." "You don't like her much, do you?" "It's none of my business, really, is it?" "That's true." "You could've done better." "What's wrong with her?" "Apart from the fact she's a journalist and from Glasgow?" "Blimey, you sound like me, Bolly." "So you don't think her niece needs protecting from a scumbag like Jarvis?" "Of course I do." "I feel like Mac's slipping through our fingers." "Listen, Mac is very smart." "If he knew someone would come knocking, he'd bolt his doors and windows." "If this is another one of your metaphors?" "Please..." "There must be another way in." "A side door, one that he's forgotten about." "And you think that's Jarvis?" "A little dig wouldn't hurt, that's all I'm saying." "All right." "But you get your little friend to show me some respect." "Jarvis." "Companies House say he's a moderately successful businessman, made his money through his own haulage firm." "He's got nasty eyes." "There's nothing wrong with his eyes." "Any associates?" "Nothing untoward." "He leads a fairly quiet life, makes regular charitable donations." "Never trust a man who gives to charity." "Fax for you, ma'am." "Ah." "Let's bring him in." "Excuse me." "Me, police officer, you, pregnant journalist." "Why did she leave home, Jackie?" "The usual." "She thought life was boring, she wanted adventure." "Hang on." "What?" "In 1977, he was arrested for the murder of a young girl," "Wendy Gorman." "How young?" "14." "He had an alibi, so no charges were ever brought." "I think we'd better have a word with Mr Jarvis." "Told you." "Nasty eyes." "Please look at this, Mr Jarvis." "Her name's Rachel Lessing." "She comes from Manchester but she's gone missing in London." "What makes you think this would be of any interest to my client?" "I'd like to help the police as much as I can, but I've never seen this girl before in my life." "How about this girl?" "Wendy Gorman." "You remember her?" "Cheap shot, Inspector." "My client was cleared of any wrongdoing in this case." "What do you do for a hobby, Mr Jarvis?" "I don't follow you." "Collect rare stamps?" "Or fishing tackle?" "Or garden gnomes?" "Or young virgins straight from the coach station?" "On what grounds was my client brought in?" "We have reason to believe that Mr Jarvis's agents procure underage girls for him." "I have a lot of eyes and ears in this city, DCl Hunt." "I could have helped you find a missing girl." "Well, we'll be in touch." "I don't think so." "Get Rachel's photograph to every plod in the West End." "Shake down your narks, talk to the street." "Please find her." "Don't ever bring Jarvis in for questioning again." "Ever!" "Do you understand me?" "A girl's gone missing and he has form." "He does not!" "He's never been charged." "You can't drag innocent people off the street!" "He's got nasty eyes." "Who the hell are you?" "A friend of mine." "Are you a police officer?" "No, I'm the missing girl's..." "Then get the hell out of CID!" "I've just been on the phone to the Deputy Commissioner." "Our mugging clear-up rate's a disgrace." "I want to see you working." "I want arrests." "Drop the rest." "What about the girl?" "Are you deaf, Dl Drake?" "Cities attract young people." "Some don't wanna be found." "End of." "What's wrong with him?" "Shaz, how's it look in Lost And Found?" "Packed to the rafters - bikes, briefcases, umbrellas." "Pull the nastiest scrotums in and charge them with stealing them." "Guv." "Should generate paperwork and get Mac off our backs." "We also need to talk to any northern girls we've brought in recently." "But Mac said..." "I know what he said." "What is going on around here?" "I've got no idea." "Bit risky, isn't it?" "We're running out of time." "Thanks very much for your time." "Thank you." "You don't think the guv and Dl Drake are... you know?" "What?" "I can't even say it." "Bolly." "What is it?" "Bank statements." "Whose are they?" "Metropolitan Police officers." "Where did you get them?" "Don't ask and I won't tell you." "Willis, Crawford, Ferguson, Collins." "CID, Plain Clothes, Traffic, Flying Squad - all of them with bank balances way out of their league and connected to Mac." "We can't use this sort of evidence in court!" "This is not netball, Bolly!" "This is serious." "Look at the date the money went in." "The week after the Balls Pond Road job." "A week after the Heathrow..." "What about Mac?" "He goes slightly in the red every month before his money goes in." "Like I said, he's a smart man." "And what about...?" "Chris and Ray?" "Yeah." "I don't like to think about it." "No, they're both skint." "Mac hasn't got to them." "Well, can't we let them in on it now?" "No!" "Not unless we really need to." "RADIO:" "KNOCKING 'I told you never to come here.'" "Turn it down!" "'Don't tell me what I can and can't do." "Not any more." "'You know the deal, Jarvis." "You never bring attention to yourself!" "'You're paranoid." "'They can't touch us." "Do nothing to jeopardise the arrangement." "Nothing." "'Don't tell me what to do, Mac." "'lf you push me, I'll show you what I'm capable of." "'Are you threatening me?" "'How's your Victoria, Mac?" "'Blooming, I hear...' SCUFFLING NOISES" "Bloody hell!" "You confess to stealing the Harrods pickled walnuts in a port vinegar and I'll let you have a little nap in a cell." "How's about that?" "Can I spend the night?" "Deal." "Look who it is!" "The whale woman returns!" "Where's the father of my child?" "He's in there with Dl Drake, but I wouldn't..." "Oi!" "Hunt!" "What they doing in there?" "Don't know." "Are you shagging my future husband?" "Don't be ridiculous!" "Have I got news for you!" "Get in." "I knew your boss was hiding something." "Too angry by half." "So you're a psychological profiler now, are you?" "What?" "A profiler - someone who creates a psychological profile of a suspect based on what he or she knows about human behaviour." "Like an agony aunt?" "Moving on." "I talked to some old friends at the Times, had a rummage through their picture library." "There's your friend, Super Mac." "It's Hendon, 1962." "It's where he trained." "This isn't news." "I was a few years below him." "Look at that bloke there." "That's Jarvis, isn't it?" "Dropped out in his final year to start his own haulage firm." "So Mac knew Jarvis way back, before the allegations that he killed the girl." "The door is ajar, Bolly." "What do we do now?" "We knock it down, Guv." "You're good at that, Chris." "Taught by Sam Tyler himself - the best." "Sam Tyler!" "There's a blast from the past." "Did you ever see Sam Tyler, after the siege?" "What?" "Right, they're all homeless kids hauled in on vagrancy charges." "Most of them think they'll get a caution." "Find out where Jarvis is having his parties." "Shirt up." "I bet you say that to all the girls." "Women in the police force - it's just not right!" "You warm those fingers up." "Always." "Oh, dear God!" "When you're ready." "Well, there's a hostel on Old Street." "It's always full but give the guy a quick hand-job, you get a bed and meal." "That's horrible." "How long have you been down here?" "Got off the train yesterday." "You're not from up north." "Billericay." "'Cops picked me up this morning.'" "You." "You're next." "Where's he taking her?" "You're brand new, aren't you?" "Yeah, suppose." "Go on, ask her." "Are you a virgin?" "'Yeah, I am a virgin." "Why?" "'" "LAUGHTER" "'D'you want to earn yourself some decent money?" "'" "Yeah." "How?" "We're not meant to say." "He doesn't like it talked about." " Who?" " You ask a lot of questions." "Sorry." "It's just that I'm a bit skint." "He'll never know it's come from us." "'There's this bloke." "He's got this big house, 'out in the middle of nowhere, dead posh and these parties." "'lf he likes you, you can get extra cash." "'We were going to go but the cops picked us up." "Where is it?" "'" "Please." "I'll do anything." "You'll have to if you go to his party." "The house is registered to an off-shore company." "Managing director, Ralph Jarvis." "It's fenced off." "It doesn't even look lived in." "Can we get a move on?" "My niece might be in there." "Right, four uniform round the back, two of you with me." " Bit quiet for a party." " Has Shaz got the right address?" "They'll all be inside, won't they?" "Oi!" "Where d'you think you're going?" "I'm coming with you." "This is highly trained police work." "We don't want some mouthy fat bird in the way." "Let her come." "She can head-butt us out of any trouble." "Right!" "Quick word about police brutality - lots of it." "I told you!" "Nobody lives here." "Maybe they just use it for the parties." " Bastards!" " Duff information." "Looks like Southfork." "You lot are bloody useless!" "They knew we were coming." "That's impossible, we didn't tell anyone." "I had to get a warrant." "I told the judge." "What?" "You think Mac's got judges in his pocket?" "Is this a private conversation or can anyone join in?" "No, it's private." "Is this where the party is?" "Rachel?" "!" "Auntie Jackie!" "You always were late for everything." "Told you we'd find her." "How did you get here?" "I hitched." "You hitched?" "!" "You stupid, stupid little girl!" "You could have been killed!" "Your mother's worried sick!" "What are you playing at?" "I'm not playing at anything!" "I'm trying to live my life!" "I do love a happy ending." "Well, I had no idea what they charge for rent down here." "And I was skint so I talked to some girls I met and they said that this bloke pays good money just to have you at his parties." "And what do you think happens at his parties?" "Pass the parcel?" "I doubt that very much." "Well, I don't know, that's why I was going to find out." "Listen to your auntie." "Maybe you wouldn't have come back." "Five famous people from Devon?" "What?" "Go on." "Name five famous people from Devon." "Sir Walter Raleigh." "I didn't ask you." "I've got a brilliant idea!" "I hope it involves you putting on your pyjamas." "If your mother knew you were up this late..." "Why don't you use me to catch this Jarvis bloke?" "God give me strength." "Shut up!" "You can mic me up, I'll go to one of his parties and if things get dangerous, you burst in and arrest him." "I don't use civilians as bait, love." "Ignore her." "This time tomorrow she'll be wrapped up under her Bananarama duvet cover." "This is why I ran away from home, you keep treating me like I'm a kid!" "Where are you going?" "To have a piss." "Your baby's going to have those same delicate genes." "Our baby." "Nigel Mansell" " I think he comes from Devon." "Very good." "That's two." "No, I can't think of any more." "Sir Francis Drake, Samuel Coleridge, Agatha Christie." "You spoil everything, you do." "Go on, then." "Go on, then, what?" "I'll make a semi-decent woman of you and a non-bastard of him." "Are you proposing?" "!" "If he comes out Gene Genie pink." "If not, you're on your own." "Don't do it, Guv." "Sit down." "We could have a double wedding." "It's like watching a car crash in slow motion." "Three rules" " I never ever see you without your make-up," "I am never going to Glasgow and he is going to be called Gene." "Luigi, a bottle of your cheapest champagne." "I'm about to become a daddy." "Mr Hunt!" "Wonderful news!" "Complimenti!" "Shut up." "Yes, Mr Hunt." "Before we all get too carried away with romantic joy, can I point out one thing?" "That this is a total nightmare?" "I wouldn't sleep with you if you were the last man on the planet." "So, um... .. we didn't?" "No." "So, it isn't?" "No." "You were so drunk, I said you could stay at my place." "You repaid this generous offer by trying to get in my knickers, so I kneed you in the balls, took off those stupid boots and threw you on the sofa, and, my little rozza friend, there is a dry-cleaning bill in the post." "On the house, Mr Hunt." "And I wish you and your beautiful lady every happiness." "Put the cork back in, Luigi." "We just separated." "Where is that girl?" "Oh." "The signorina, she leave." "She asked me to give you this." "She seemed like a smart sort of girl to me." "She's probably on the first coach back home." "It's my fault." "I shouldn't have riled her." "She's just a kid." "I've got one." "12 going on 35." "Where is she?" "She's... she's not with me at the moment." "I don't think I'm cut out for this motherhood lark." "I can't even fetch my niece home." "Ow!" "Little bugger!" "Can I feel?" "Sure." "That's one lively little baby." "You're right." "I'll settle it down with a fag." "You don't mind if I smoke in the flat, do you?" "No." "So, what's it like?" "Being a mother?" "Once you have a child, you're no longer in control of your own life." "There's somebody else who is far, far more important than you." "Someone you'd lay down your life for." "Here." "Cheers." "Cheers." "Did Sam Tyler have any kids?" "Did you know Sam?" "A little bit, yeah, yeah." "He married Annie?" "Happiest couple I ever saw." "But no kids, no." "Did he ever ask you about anything?" "Like what?" "Oh, I don't know." "The future?" "Did he seem unhappy?" "Did he ever talk about getting back somewhere?" "Once he settled down and stopped fighting whatever it was he was fighting..." "Yes, he was happy." "I wrote his obituary for the paper." "I wrote that he was the most loved man I ever met." "Good." "Good." "I'm glad." "That's the difference, you see." "I have to get back." "Somebody needs me." "You're quite a strange person, aren't you?" "Have you and Hunt got something going on?" "God, no!" "Why do you ask?" "Chris and Ray said you're always slinking off together." "Yeah, on police matters." "That's what I said." "I can't believe he thought I'd let him sleep with me." "I'm actually quite offended." "I think he was a little disappointed that he's not going to be a daddy." "He was not put on this Earth to have kids." "He's got other work to do." "Right, well, we'd better get some sleep." "You sure you won't take the bed?" "Positive." "Night." "Please, make her be all right." "Mum?" "Molly!" "MOLLY!" "SHE GASPS" "PHONE RINGS" "Hello?" "'Now you've done it, Alex." "'You went and got Mac all agitated.'" "You know Mac?" "'When are you going to learn?" "'What you do in this place has consequences.'" "What consequences?" "'You'll find out.'" "LINE GOES DEAD" "Hello?" "What's up?" "Um..." "I, um..." "I just..." "I was having a dream about my little girl." "Come on." "I need you to be strong." "Go on, make some smutty comment." "Don't you knock?" "Get dressed." "Where are we going?" "TYRES SQUEAL" "A man walking his dog heard a splash and thought he saw a young girl in the river." "No." "No!" "We've found a body, Guv." "It was wrapped in nets and old wires." "Stay there, Jackie." "If it's our Rachel, I want to be by her side." "Just let them do it." "No." "It's not her." "It's Debbie." "Who?" "The girl from the photographer's." "She's been fighting someone." "Jarvis must have found her." "He did this." "He's telling Mac he's untouchable." "If he goes down, he'll take Mac with him." "What's this got to do with Super Mac?" "It stops here, Bols." "It stops here." "That poor girl was an innocent in all of this." "I should have put her on the bus myself." "We can get Jarvis for this, and through Jarvis we can get to Mac." "You said so." "We found the side door, all right, Bolly." "Trouble is, it was shut... tight." "We were never going to get Mac on evidence or bugging or through intimidation." "Mind you, he does have an Achilles' heel." "What?" "Believe it or not, at one time, he was once a decent man." "Drake's been trouble ever since she arrived in CID." "She's poisoned the barrel." "But there's still time, Gene." "Come back to us, rejoin your friends." "A girl died last night because of you." "What girl?" "Her name was Debbie." "Just another grain of sand on the beach, I suppose, but somebody's little girl, somebody's pride and joy." "What's this got to do with me?" "You told Jarvis to keep his head down, didn't you?" "He didn't like that." "I don't whether Jarvis is paying you, whether he's a Mason or what deal you've struck, but I know you're protecting him and another girl is dead because of it." "Excuse me, I've got work to do." "Come on, Mac." "Just give me the word and I'll arrest Jarvis and charge him with double murder." "Drake!" "Hanging around gents' toilets?" "You'll get a reputation." "Right, we need Ray and Chris for this." "Mac?" "Bent?" "It's a bloody lie!" "That's what I would have said." "Is that what you've been doing, plotting against a senior officer?" "A corrupt senior officer." "That man's got more decency and courage in his little finger than you'll ever have." "Your loyalty does you credit..." "Don't you bloody patronise me!" "Keep your voice down." "There was no man I respected more than Charlie Mackintosh." "The fact is, he's involved in murder, racketeering, corruption and intimidation." "I don't believe you." "Well, believe it, because he knows we're onto him." "How serious is this?" "This is as serious as anything we've ever been involved in." "If you don't want anything to do with this, you don't trust me, fine." "You know where the door is." "I'd jump off Tower bloody Bridge for you." "You know that." "I'm in." "Yeah, and I'd hold his hand." "In a manly way." "DOOR HANDLE RATTLES" "KNOCKING ON DOOR" "It's Mac." "Yeah." "Double, double toil and trouble." "Here's a pretty picture." "What can I do for you, Mac?" "Absolutely nothing, Gene." "I'd have expected more from you." "Why don't we just sit down talk?" "Detective Inspector Alex Drake, I'm arresting you on suspicion of embezzlement and corruption..." "What?" ".. of perverting the course of justice and receiving stolen goods." "Are you insane?" "I've got a warrant to search your flat." "Shall we?" "This is an outrage!" "I made it quite clear, Dl Drake." "Either with me or against me." "Sir." "I didn't know we'd started paying overtime in cash." "I'm sure you've got an explanation for everything." "We found those at Kevin Hales' house." "You said you didn't want one." "I didn't want one!" "You don't believe him, do you?" "You can always tell a man by the company he keeps." "You never said you were at Hendon with Ralph Jarvis." "I know some nice beaches down in the West Country." "The wife and Victoria go there in the summer." "I thought maybe the Bahamas was more your style." "On my salary?" "Bank statements." "You don't mind if I have a little look, as you've got nothing to hide?" "He phones me, you know?" "Who phones you?" "The man who leaves me roses." "You know who." "I have no idea what you're talking about, Drake." "Now, here's a lady who CAN afford a trip to the Bahamas." "Get her back to the station." "You have considerable sums of money in your bank account you can't explain." "Your phone bill shows calls from known criminal elements." "I have statements from several police officers who say you tried to bribe them." "This is a farce." "I want a list of all your contacts, both inside and outside the force, who assisted you in your illegal activities." "I'd ask for a solicitor, but you'd only pick a bent one." "If I seriously feel you've helped us with our inquiries, I'll let any future judge know." "Piss off." "Isn't this where you engage in some magnificent piece of physical intimidation?" "Softly, softly, catchee bent bastard." "You must hate police corruption, Gene." "It sickens me, sir." "One of your own, too." "So, you won't do the decent thing and confess?" "I'll bring you down." "I give you my word." "Consider yourself on indefinite suspension until we've pursued all lines of inquiry." "Go shopping, have a nice hot bath, because the facilities in Holloway leave a bit to be desired, it has to be said." "I don't care what anyone says, ma'am." "I believe you completely." "Thanks, Shaz." "Me, too." "Yeah, but how did that new telly from Kevin Hales' get there?" "I was just asking." "Can we get on?" "Are you still here?" "Yeah, don't let Mac see you." "If your waters break on my nylon tiles..." "Please, do something." "Jackie, I've been suspended." "I can't help you." "Miss Queen, it's the phone for you." "For me?" "But no one knows I'm..." "Rachel!" "Shaz, speakerphone!" "Gather round." "Rachel?" "'Hiya, it's me." "'Just wanted to say I'm going to a party tonight, so don't worry if I'm late.' Where are you?" "'I'm fine." "Tell Dad I'm fine.' Not how are you, WHERE are you?" "'Sorry, I've got to go." "I just wanted you to know I'm all right." "Don't worry about me.' Rachel!" "LINE GOES DEAD" "At least we know she's still alive." "Right." "Good luck." "I don't believe in luck, Bolly." "Oh, God." "Please let me go home." "ON TV: 'Let's see if we have another Ratfan on the line." "'Hello, who's there?" "Molly." "'Hello, Molly." "Are you a Ratfan?" "'Yes." "It's my birthday today." "Oh, wow!" "'Happy birthday, then, yeah." "Get any fab pressies?" "'There's only one present I want." "'Don't tell me - a Roland Rat soft toy, a cuddly reminder of yours truly." "Yeah!" "'l want my mum back.'" "Oh, Mols. 'Oh!" "Where is she, then?" "She's in an ambulance." "I'm waiting for her.'" "I know you are." "'Oh, good luck, Mol, yeah." "'Give your mum a big kiss from me and you have a fab birthday." "Bye!" "'Let's see if we have another Ratfan on the line...'" "KNOCK AT DOOR" "Look, you saw what happened." "I can't help you, I've been suspended." "Thankfully, your friend thinks differently." "Right, work to do, Bolly." "Where are we going?" "Jarvis has got Rachel." "She talked about her dad." "Her dad's been dead for five years." "I'd just like to say I'm touched by all your loyalty and support, but there is one small thing that I ask." "Name it." "Stop bloody smoking!" "Oi!" "You and your Fallopian tubes, get back in the car and do nothing." "All clear." "Over you go, Bols." "You go first." "You need me to give you a leg-up." "And then you'll look at my arse." "Oh, for pity's sake!" "A girl's life hangs in the balance." "Now get over." "Chris." "It's like Scooby-Doo, this." "You pesky kids!" "I feel like a criminal." "Welcome to my world." "This can't be Jarvis's house." "He's only got a couple of trucks." "Here!" "This way." "My mistake." "No sudden movements or he'll have your arm off." "He looks friendly enough." "You're the profiler." "Friend or foe?" "It's a dog!" "He is friendly." "Here you are, boy, come on." "HE WHISTLES" "Respect." "You shot a dog." "Quiet!" "Do you think they heard that?" "Don't tell Shaz we killed a dog." "Wow." "It's quite a collection!" "Yeah, we're collecting perverts today, so shall we get on(?" ")" "No..." "There's Pre-Raphaelite." "A Vorticist." "French Impressionist." "Stop showing off." "No, collectors have patterns, specialities." "There's no pattern." "Maybe this isn't quite the time." "Maybe it is." "Come and have a look at this." "It's Mac." "That's his daughter." "This stuff doesn't belong to Jarvis." "It's Mac's." "No wonder we could never find any bloody money." "It's all tied up in this house." "These paintings." "This isn't a collection." "It's a pension." "What..." "So Mac uses Jarvis to launder his money?" "Mac covered for him when he killed Wendy Gorman..." "This is the price Jarvis pays." "He's Mac's bank." "Come on." "Guv!" "I bet this is Debbie Hall's scarf." "Right, we need to find Rachel." "MUSIC AND CHATTERING" "Here you go, Rachel." "Have a little sip." "There's a good girl." "You know you'll like it." "Go on." "Oh, good man, Dino." "Uncle Dino will take care of you." "Bastard." "What do we do?" "What we don't do is cause a panic." "There's only four of us." "You'll be all right, I promise." "There's a good kiddie." "She's right." "We'll bide our time and choose our moment." "It;" "Get off me!" "I said get off me!" "It's all right!" "It's all right, gentlemen." "Nothing to worry about." "You should be worried." "You're surrounded by armed bastards!" "Oh, that bloody woman." "What do we do now?" "Right, you and I arrest Jarvis." "The rest, my friends, are yours." "Fantastic." "Everybody stay where you are!" "Police!" "Rachel!" "SHOUTING" "You only had to knock, DCl Hunt." "You know, you really are a sad, pathetic, little excuse for a human being, Jarvis." "Nothing more than a museum curator." "Here you go." "Thanks." "Well out of your reach, then." "We'll see." "Excuse me." "Shall we?" "You were never very good at knocking." "I've brought Jarvis in." "I expressly told you not to do that." "You're a bad influence, Drake." "And on suspension, if memory serves me right." "I don't answer to you." "Not any more." "Shut the door, Gene." "Let's have a scotch." "Not this time, Mac." "The door stays wide open." "I should have left you in Manchester." "You started off like I started off " "Wanting to make a small change in a bad world." "Spare me the lecture." "You've done some bad, bad things, Mac." "Murder!" "Don't be ridiculous." "You might not have thrown that girl in the river but you're responsible for the murder of Debbie Hall." "Get out!" "You let a fellow officer die." "Sean Irvine, decent copper, good man." "I had nothing to do with it." "And you had Hales bumped off, too." "He took his own life, read the file." "Worst of all, you turned a blind eye when Jarvis killed Wendy Gorman back in 1977." "You don't know what you're talking about." "We found the family portrait..." "at the house." "Your house." "Along with Debbie's scarf." "Probably planted... by some Dl with a grudge on a corruption charge." "What happened to you, Mac?" "Little girls younger than your own daughter... looking to you for protection." "Well, I know what you've become." "You know what you've become." "If you can live with that..." "You dare sit there and say, "No comment"?" "No comment." "Why was Rachel Lessing in the house with you?" "She invited herself." "It was just a party." "He was selling her virginity." "No comment." "Would you have killed her later?" "Raped her first?" "No comment." "All the gentlemen at the private party will declare that my client did absolutely nothing wrong." "This scarf was found at the house." "It belonged to Debbie Hall." "No comment." "You murdered Debbie Hall and I'm going to make you pay, like I'm going to make you pay for the murder of Wendy Gorman back in 1977." "No comment." "There's no protection for you now, Jarvis." "Mackintosh has spilt the beans, I know everything." "No comment." "Ten blokes and a ruddy great dog." "You have to be careful with dogs, baby." "Not with this one." "Why?" "Right..." "The guv shot it." "He shot the dog?" "!" "Is it all right?" "Not especially, no." "So you went to the house of your own volition?" "Well, I was trying to help." "OK, and what happened?" "I didn't like him." "He really freaked me out." "And when I wanted to go, he wouldn't let me." "And then he said someone would pay really good money to have me." "OK." "Now, listen, I've got Jarvis in a room down the hall." "Would you come and tell me whether he was the man who constrained you?" "You don't have to, love, if you're too frightened." "I'm not frightened." "I can do it." "It can be intimidating, giving evidence when he's in the room with you." "She's not a kid." "Good." "If that's all you have, we'll be on our way." "KNOCK AT DOOR" "Is this the man who held you prisoner?" "This is completely out of order!" "If you want an identity parade..." "Excuse me, the lady is talking!" "Is this the man who threatened to sell you to the highest bidder?" "Don't be frightened, Rachel." "He can't hurt you now." "It wasn't him." "No!" "Rachel, please..." "Please." "I'm sorry." "I can't." "I just want to go home now." "She said no." "She's had enough." "Everywhere." "HE CHUCKLES" "I can't believe that bastard's walking." "We'll get him." "One day." "No, we won't, Bolly." "We just lost the war." "Ah-ha-ha!" "No!" "Give it here!" "GUNSHOT" "Agh!" "I'm sorry, Gene." "Sorry, sorry." "Don't talk." "Somebody get an ambulance!" "Forgive me." "Say it." "I forgive you." "Don't you dare bloody die on me." "It's not over." "It's not over." "Of course it's not." "Come on." "Hang in there, Mac." "Rose..." "What?" "What did he say?" "Who cares?" "Where's that bloody ambulance?" "There's something else." "Bigger." "Rose." "Rose..." "What about Rose?" "What does it mean?" "Operation Rose." "It's coming." "It's over." "It's all over." "What do you mean?" "They're going to take this department down brick by brick and they're not going to put it back together." "Sir." "Once upon a time in this room... .. a man drew a line." "He said that police corruption was going to become a thing of the past." "That man was a liar and that man is now dead." "I'm going to redraw that line." "I am not a liar." "We are police officers, and we will behave like police officers." "We will fight, slap, knock down, beat up and intimidate to hold back the wave of scum." "That is our right and that is our duty." "But if I find one man feathering his own nest by so much as one bent penny..." ".. I will destroy him." "Any questions?" "No, Guv." "No, Guv." "No, Guv." "Right a toast." "Stood up." "To Detective Superintendent Charlie Mackintosh, there but for the grace of God." "To Mac." "To Mac." "To Mac." "I don't know how you can stand it down here - nothing ever happens." "Get on the bus, Jackie." "You're a trouble magnet." "Always have been." "And you, you gobby Manc tart, stay where you're loved." "Thanks, Mr Hunt." "Hey!" "Good luck." "Are you absolutely positive there's nothing going on?" "Yeah, I'm positive." "Oh, here, you'd better take this." "No, no, no." "You keep it." "You need it to keep the baby warm." "It smells of whisky." "Add it to the dry-cleaning bill." "Do you know what?" "I'm gonna be a mum." "# Change your heart" "# Look around you... #" "I need a drink." "#.." "Change your heart" "# It will astound you... #" "Well, he died like a man." "That must mean something." "He tried to destroy the only thing I ever loved." "It means nothing, not any more." "What's Operation Rose?" "I don't know." "I don't think it's over, though." "Then I'll keep knocking them down until it is over." "We did it, Alex." "We stood tall and we stared them down." "Yes, we did." "So, what did Jackie mean by," ""Are you absolutely sure there's nothing going on?"?" "She just had this ridiculous idea." "What idea?" "You know, just silly girlie... girlie stuff." "No, I don't know." "Tell me." "Signorina Drake, telephone." "Oh, thank you." "Hello?" "'You might be right, Alex." "'Maybe we can help each other, you and me.'" "Who is this?" "What do you want?" "'Not Hunt." "Not Mackintosh." "'Just you and me.'" "LINE GOES DEAD" "# Everybody's gotta learn some time" "# Everybody's gotta learn some time" "# Everybody's gotta learn some time... #" "If anyone is less than squeaky clean, pack your things and get the hell out." "Come on, let's go." "Who's Bryan?" "It's Pete'e dad." "Start the car." "Who's Pete?" "Molly's dad." "How could you abandon Molly like that?" "What?" "!" "He's too bloody lazy to get a job." "He's only 14." "Are you seeing Boris again?" "Why, are you jealous?" "Don't flatter yourself, sweetheart." "By the way, ma'am, there wasn't any record of that Summers bloke." "My name is Martin Summers."