All language subtitles for The Thin Blue Line - S02E01 - Court in the Act

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Good evening, everybody.

Even our greatest and
most revered institutions

Are mixtures of good and bad.

Those who have had to
rummage through the remnants

Of the Christmas tin of Quality street

Will vouch for the truth in that.

Nothing is without fault.

Even police officers
are, as we shall see,

Like the lottery
predictions of Mystic Meg,

Not completely infallible.

( theme music playing )

Three months, Boyle,

Three months we've had this vile
drug pusher under surveillance.

I hope you got a good
shot of him this time.

There you go, sir.

Oh yes, oh yes, this is the swine.

Look at him. A bit
blurred, but I can tell,

That is a classic disgrace to humanity.

- Shifty, ugly, inadequate- -
hang on- actually that's you, sir.

Remember, you walked
in front of the camera

Just when I had the bloke.
Here he is, I've got him.

And this is him?

- Definitely?
- Oh, definitely.

Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes, this is him.

I can tell, you see.

Sixth sense I've got.

Sometimes seventh.

Possibly even eighth.

We know it's him, Boyle.

We've got any amount of
circumstantial evidence,

But we still haven't
caught his red hands

In an
open-and-shut till.

Of course, evidence
can be found, can't it?

That's what we've been trying
to do for months, Boyle.

Yes, sir, but when I say found,

I mean "found" in inverted commas.

Oh I see, "found" in inverted commas.

Yeah...

Where's that, then?

Now, what I wish to discuss today

Are the new uniforms and equipment

Which the home office is
considering introducing.

There was a time, sir, when
the only weapon a copper needed

Was character and authority.

I remember as a young constable,
sir, I faced a man with a huge knife.

And all I had to defend myself

Was character, character, character.

And authority, authority, authority.

- Yes, well...
- When I was a lad in Trinidad, sir,

If you met a wild dog on the street,

You never showed fear,
you stared it out.

So, I fixed that young thug with a gaze

And I walked straight up to him.

- "give me the knife, lad," I said.
- And did he?

Oh yes, sir, he did.

He stuck it in my shoulder.

The dogs in Trinidad used
to bite me too, you know.

Yes, well... ( clears throat )

- Moving swiftly on. - I think we should
have uniforms like L.A.P.D. have.

Really cool and hard and just
a little bit drop-dead sexy.

It is not the function of a
police officer to look sexy.

If it were, Sue Lawley
would be chief constable.

It is the duty of a
policeman to look, um...

- Dull and boring?
- Well exactly, Habib.

If you were in distress,
who would you rather attend?

An honest looking constable,

Or a member of the Chippendales?

It depends, sir. There's
an especially bulgy one

Who wears leopardskin knickers.

A constable in leopardskin knickers?

- I never heard of such a thing.
- I used to go out with a D.C.

Who had a pair with a cartoon bull
on 'em that said, "horny beast."

Quite frankly, he should have been
prosecuted under the trades descriptions act.

Yes, all right, Habib, all right.

Dearie, dearie me.

Young girls today, you'd
make your mothers blush.

Now, headquarters
have sent us an example

Of the proposed new uniform

And I have asked Goody
to model it for us.

So, step forward constable Goody.

Now, constable Goody is wearing

A pilot-style tunic in
tough serviceable fabric

Gathered at the waist.

There is also a utility
belt of attractive cowhide

With cross stitching
picked out in beige.

The undershirt is in soft white

Dralon polyester bri-nylon mix

Which is both functional and stylish.

Goody-

What in 12 types of quick-drying
cement are you doing?

I'm doing precisely what
you told me to do, sir.

I am being the model.

You are a police officer, not a model

And police officers do not mince,

They stride. Now come on.

Jaw firm, shoulders back,

The buttocks clenched and stride.

Come on, stride.

Are you ill, boy? Are
you ill? I said stride.

I am, I am, I'm trying to stride.

If I clench my buttocks any
harder, I'll suck up my y-fronts.

Pull yourself together, you foul youth.

Now, come on, step this way.

One, two, stride. One, two.

I'm sorry, sir. It's this
sticky out bit on the baton,

Keeps getting caught between my legs.

If you can tear yourself away

From teaching your officers

To walk in a straight line,
Raymond, I'd like a word.

All right, Naomi, get back to your desk.

Raymond, we are bringing
in Harry the spike.

Harry the spike? Gasforth's
most notorious drug dealer?

You mean you finally have
evidence for an arrest?

Yeah, well... I
mean, when I say-

Don't you worry about the evidence, sir.

C.I.D. will handle that.

( siren wails )

- Will you stop pushing?
- Let's go, go, go!

Goody?

You can't wear that uniform on duty.

It's unofficial, it's got no
identification numbers, no insignia.

Come on, Fowler!

This is split-second stuff.

A highly-detailed,
meticulously planned operation.

I've done the brain work,
all you lot have got to do

Is knock the door down.

- Let's go, go, go, go, go, go.
- All right, follow him.

- You'll change it the moment we get back.
- Yes I will, yes.

And charge!

( glass shatters )

Mrs. Spike, we have a search warrant.

I'm not mrs. Spike, they live next door.

Right!

Well this is just getting boring.

I mean couldn't you give
us some sort of a clue?

Are we hot or cold?

How about behind the cooker, Kevin?

I don't think anyone's looked there.

Oh, no, nothing I'm afraid.

Just a carrier bag full of white powder.

- ( fast music playing )
- woman: Flex and three and four

And smile to the right
and three and four

And come on, ladies,
step and smile-

Oh, shut your face, you smug cow.

Morning, morning.

Ah, there's nothing like a brisk walk

Up to the newsagent's
before one's tea and toast.

Well, I say newsagent's

When of course I mean
local pornographer.

I'm surprised the man has any room

For any newspapers or
sweets amongst all the copies

Of "massive mammaries" and "jumbo jugs"

Which he feels the need to stock.

That used to be a
decent little corner shop

Which sold string.

Any day now I expect to
find my chocolate frog

Replaced by caramel private parts,

Or a strawberry-flavored lesbian.

You seem rather out of sorts, cabbage.

( sighs ) I'm useless and bloated.

Oh what nonsense.

Why, you're in just the right shape.

It's kind of you to say so, Raymond.

Well, I'm just being practical.

The public like to see a bit
of fat on a desk sergeant.

It reassures
them. Ah-

Notorious drug dealer
caught by Gasforth police.

Inspector Grim...
Constable Goody... Ah-

Also present was inspector Fowler.

These journalists, they do like to
make a meal of things, don't they?

I'd far rather my name had
been left out of it altogether.

One serves for honor, not glory.

Well in that case, the cat's
poop tray needs relining.

Yes, on second thoughts,
perhaps I'd better keep it

You know, just for reference.

I'll put it in a drawer
somewhere, I expect.

Or perhaps in a frame.

- What a celebration we had afterwards.
- I know, you told me.

I got so merry, I could hardly
count the dots on my dominos.

Such excitement, and we've
still got the court case to come.

Oh Patricia, aren't you
happy? Aren't you thrilled?

No, Raymond. I'm sorry, but
the way I feel this morning,

I couldn't be happy and
thrilled if I was nibbling prozac

From the crests of Tom
Cruise's naked buttocks.

You don't look very happy today, sir.

That third half of mackeson you
had last night taking its revenge?

No, no, no. I was most careful.

I drank eight pints of
water before retiring.

No, it's sergeant dawkins, she's
in one of her grumpies again.

Every four weeks, as
regular as clockwork,

She gets in this-
this sour mood.

I just can't work it out.

Well, sir, I think you should try
to be a bit more understanding,

'cause it sounds to
me like it's her cycle.

Oh.

Oh, I expect that could be it.

I'll ask if she wants
the saddle adjusting.

Fowler: You're lying, constable!

The evidence you have
presented to support your case

Is so contemptibly
slight and circumstantial

One is forced to wonder
whether it might be

Nothing more that a tissue of lies,

A corrupt concoction. Well?

Well?

( bawling )

Goody-

You are supposed to fix me
with a steady, manly stare,

Not snivel like a frenchman
who's caught his baguette

In his bicycle spokes.

I can't help it, sir.
You're being so mean.

Look, this is an exercise.

Do you know what an exercise is?

It's a sort of runny,
jumpy sort of thing.

Not in this case. In this case
it is a practice, a rehearsal.

We are pretending that
this is a courtroom,

- And that I am a defense counsel.
- Perhaps if you had a wig, sir.

- Well I haven't got a wig.
- I'll go get the mop from the ladies' loo.

We could use the top of
that. It's short and gray.

Look, I am not going to
conduct officer briefings

Dressed in a household utility.

I'm sorry, sir. I just thought
it might help Kevin get it.

I doubt constable Goody would get it

If it came in a large bag marked "it."

Oh well, I suppose we can
but try. Thank you, Habib.

Now then, Goody, let me
explain one more time.

- I think you'd better.
- I'm attempting to prepare you

For the extreme and aggressive
tactics used by defense counsels.

I am thinking in particular
of the man that you will face

At the trial of Harry the spike,

Namely, Algernon Sourgravy, Q.C.

The most feared fellow who
ever wore a wig to work.

Ancient, crusty, and
reeking of port-fueled fury.

Here you are, sir. I've
pulled all the grubby bits out.

You'll look lovely in that. I thought
maybe we could use this plunger as a gavel.

All right, Habib. Nobody
likes a clever-clogs.

We are trying to help Goody secure the
most important conviction of his career.

Now, sit down. So...

Do you think this helps set the scene?

Oh yes, sir, that's much better.

Now remind me one more
time, what are we doing?

Pretending to be at the
trial of Harry the spike.

- And who am I pretending to be?
- Yourself, you idiot.

You are pretending to be yourself.

How can I pretend to
be myself? I am myself.

If I pretend to be myself who am
I being whilst I'm pretending, hmm?

I might disappear altogether and develop

Severe personality disorders.

And then my mother would come down

To this station and do her raving nana.

Goody,

I want you, yourself,

To pretend to be yourself,

But in a different space and time.

Oh, I see now.

Like "the x-files," then?

In the end, do I turn out to be an
alien twin who's infested my body

- For purposes of conquest
and colonization? - Goody-

Because that can happen, you know.

I mean, we can't be
the only ones, can we?

I feel confident, Goody, that
you, at least, are unique.

Oh thank you, sir.

I once encountered a U.F.O., sir.

Oh, what a frightening experience.

I walked into our kitchen and I
can see my wife across the room,

And between us was a hovering,
hurtling, saucer-shaped object

Which flew past me and
out of the kitchen window.

But she get me with the cup, though.

Yes, meanwhile, back on earth...

We are in the middle of a briefing.

Perhaps it'd be more convincing
if we had a judge, sir.

Yes, well we don't have a judge.

A glance about the place reveals
no slumbering octogenarian

Who claims never to have
heard of the Beatles.

I could be the judge, sir. If I use
some of this paper from the shredder

I could put it over me

And that might make
me look like a bigwig.

Actually, that's very good.

Well done, gladstone.
You can be the judge.

Yes, sir. Who says members
of the ethnic minorities

Aren't finding their
place in the upper echelons

- Of the judiciary?
- Yes, all right, Habib.

I could put the tea cozy on my
head and be the prosecution brief.

Yes, oh that's good.

Well done, everybody.

Now the court really is in session.

Now then, Goody, you must be prepared

For me to accuse you of all
sorts of terrible things.

The barristers can be
absolutely ruthless.

Are you ready? I put it
to you that you are a liar!

I put it to you that you
and your fellow officers

Have conspired to ruin an innocent man.

- Objection, your honor.
- What?

This is nothing more
than personal abuse.

On what possible evidence
does my learned friend base it?

Well, young man?

Well... Look... Look, I
haven't got any evidence.

Objection sustained. Mr. Fowler
will withdraw his remarks.

This is easy. You said
this was gonna be difficult.

It isn't, this is a piece of piddle.

- No I will not withdraw my remarks.
- Who is the judge here?

Look, I am your commanding
officer and I make the rules.

Then there's no point
in playing, is there?

Look, this is an exercise.

This is a role-playing game.

Yeah, which only you're allowed to win.

All right, you be the
defense council, go on.

You have a right go at Goody. Go on.

Yes, yes, yes.

Well I don't want to play, sir.

It's a futile exercise anyway.

Judges always accept what the
police say, evidence or not.

My god, in the '70s the coppers used
to just phone it in from the pub.

Yes, all right, Habib.

You're not on "have I got
news for you now," you know.

Goodness how I deplore this modern habit

Of running down our national
institutions willy-nilly.

If we are to dismiss things
simply because they are not perfect

We shall soon find ourselves living
in a world with very little in it

Except horlicks.

And Gloria Hunniford.

Quite. Now, can we
continue this exercise

Without objections from the prosecution?

I'm going to continue haranguing Goody

And I don't want you to cry
this time, is that clear?

I'll try not to, sir,
but you were so mean...

Not half as mean as Algernon
Sourgravy, I can assure you.

Now stop sulking, Habib, and
put your tea cozy back on.

Now then, ready?

I put it to you that you are a liar!

I put it to you that you
and your fellow officers

Have conspired to ruin an innocent man.

You're a disgrace to your uniform,

A disgrace to your
mother, a disgrace-

Goody, will you stop crying?

Raymond, Harry the spike's
barrister is here to see you.

Here? The ogre is amongst us.

Right. No nerves, no fear.

I will meet him with cold
contempt and icy disdain.

It's not a him, it's a her.

It's the mayoress.
She's a Q.C., you know,

As well as being a stuck-up tart.

She is the mayoress, sergeant,
therefore deserving of your respect.

Why? Plenty of other dogs
have chains around their necks.

Your worship, this is
indeed an unhoped-of

And unlooked-for honor.

Welcome. Thrice welcome.

Thricely welcome and welcome thrice.

Oh drat, those cleaners, they
leave their things everywhere.

Anyone would think that
they didn't have a cupboard.

I'm afraid mr. Sourgravy
had a heart attack

Over his mid-morning bottle of port.

Turns out that Harry the spike's
got a pretty penny put away.

Astonishingly, he can afford me.

So I've taken the case.

Funny, isn't it?

All those years ago at school

You were so desperate to
get stuck into my briefs.

And now I'm the brief that's
gonna get stuck into you.

( Goody slurps )

Do you ever worry that
you're getting thicker?

- What?
- You know when you suddenly think,

"oh my god, I can't remember the
name of superman's girlfriend.

I'm going to develop a terrible brain
disease and have to wear an adult nappy."

I think everyone worries
about that sometimes.

Yes, you're right.

It's just that I could have sworn

I had already looked behind that
cooker before I found those drugs.

For the final time, Patricia,
I do not fancy the mayoress.

Yes you do. You were going
to be all icy and disdainful

And suddenly you're
dribbling and drooling

And tripping up over your
great big fat floppy wet tongue.

Sergeant, I will not be
spoken to in this manner.

We are both at work, and
I am your superior officer.

Besides which I do not fancy her.

I admire her, certainly.

She has a fine mind
and superb calf muscles.

- Does that inevitably mean
that I fancy her? - Yes.

No it doesn't. But were I to do so,

- Which I don't-
- so you admit it.

I have just said which I don't.

But if I did, which I don't,

Then we are at work and
it is no business of yours.

Do you love me when you're at work?

- Well of course I do, sergeant.
- If you love me, then you can fancy a barrister.

- Well, I can fancy her-
- so you do admit it!

No, I do not admit it. But
if I did, which I don't-

Then you would not be allowed to
object to it until we got home.

Right. I'll wait.

But I'll advise you not to take
off your bicycle helmet tonight.

Constable Habib...

You know a bit about all
that muslim stuff, don't you?

I suppose so, sir. What
did you have in mind?

I was just wondering
if it would do for me.

I mean, I like spicy food,

- I'm not a big drinker...
- It's a faith, sir.

- Not an evening out.
- Exactly.

Faith. Religion. I'm looking for one.

Not for life, you understand,
just for an hour or two.

You want to become a
muslim for an hour or two?

Well I don't really mind what
I become as long as they provide

A sympathetic vicar and
you don't have to pay.

I've got something on
my conscience, you see.

I want to confess.
See, my lot are no good.

Blimey, the C of E will let
you get away with anything.

Adultery, coveting an ox...

As long as you give
'em a can of sweet corn

For harvest festival, they're happy.

But then the catholics are too strict.

Once you're in the box with
a priest they want the lot.

You gotta go right back to the
state of your sheets in 1965.

Perhaps if you told me
what was on your mind, sir?

Sometimes it helps to talk.

Well, that drugs bust we carried out...

- You see- - never
mind all that, sir...

Let's go and have a
little drink, shall we, eh?

Keep your courage up
for tomorrow's case.

Don't want to blow it, do we?

Sir, I'm sorry to disturb
you, may I speak with you?

It's very, very important.

The thing is, I think C.I.D.
may have done something awful.

One scarcely needs to be Sherlock Holmes

To draw that conclusion, Habib.

Have they been dropping cigarette
ends in the toilets again?

- Worse.
- Is there anything worse?

Well, sir, inspector Grim's
having a crisis of conscience

And Goody said something really
strange to me about yesterday's raid.

Now then, Goody...

Constable Habib informs me

That you may have had a
strange loss of memory.

Well, yes I did, sir.

But it's all right, I remember it now.

- Do you, Goody?
- Yes I do, sir.

It was Lois Lane.

We're not talking about
superman's girlfriend.

- Oh...
- We're talking about how you said

There were no drugs behind the
cooker the first time you looked.

Oh yes, yes, yes, yes.

But it's all right now, I'm
very, very clear on that.

- Are you, Goody?
- Yes I am, sir.

Because Gary Boyle from C.I.D. told me

That the drugs definitely,
definitely were there

And that no matter what
the defense barrister says,

I'm to say that they were there.

Yes, Goody. But
supposing I put it to you

That they weren't there?

Oh, oh I see.

- Oh yes, now I understand.
- Good.

You're being the barrister
again, aren't you?

Sorry, sir, didn't recognize
you without your mop.

And you can stuff this
up your wig, mate-

The drugs were definitely there

And I'm not gonna cry either!

You think there really is a hell, Boyle?

Sir, the bloke is an evil swine.

We had to get him one way or another.

You're right, Boyle, I know that.

So, Derek...

I think that despite the
best efforts of the mayoress,

We'll get a conviction tomorrow,

Thanks to your brilliant work.

Well, thank you, Raymond.

Although, your man found the drugs.

No, no, praise where praise is due.

It was very much your operation.

Harry the spike was a violent
and brutal drug dealer.

The public had to be protected.

You were quite right
to plant those drugs.

So you know, do you?

Yeah well, you're
right, we had to get him.

I didn't like doing it, but it was
the only way to see justice done.

In that case, inspector
Grim, you are under arrest.

I'll deny everything,
you got no evidence,

- Did you hear anything, Boyle?
- Pardon?

( tape rewinds )

And smile to the right,
and three and four...

- Come on, ladies, step and smile...
- You see,

What you've done here is...

- ( tape stops )
- ...You've only pressed the record button.

For some reason you've gotta press
record and play simultaneously.

Never been able to understand why.

Come on, sir, let's have a nice drink

To celebrate the impending banging up

Of a very tasty pull-
on P.C. Goody's evidence.

You'll never get me.

Sir, the mayoress wants to see you.

I don't like to lose, Raymond.

But your evidence has got me beaten.

He claims you've planted it, of course,

But the courts will believe the police.

I want a plea bargain.

- I can't give you that, mayoress.
- Give it to me, Raymond!

I want it, I'm desperate for it.

You must give it to me now.

Mayoress, I'm going to do
something deeply immoral

But when I'm finished, I think
you'll be more than satisfied.

You're being so mean!

That's justice, constable.

What were you wearing when
you arrested mr. Spike, Goody?

The new uniform. A pilot-style tunic

Made from tough serviceable fabric

Gathered at the waist.
There is also a utility belt,

Fashioned from the rarest cowhide...

An unofficial uniform.

A uniform without insignia

Or identification numbers.

In short, constable Goody,

You made an arrest wearing

An entirely illegal uniform.

This case is null and void.

You're so mean!

You tipped her off about
Goody's uniform, didn't you?

Yes I did, Grim,

Because I could think of no
other way of losing the case.

And I will retire to my
allotment before I knowingly

Become a party to police corruption.

You and your flipping
principles. The bloke's an animal.

He should be put away for
the safety of the public.

The public can be in no greater danger

Than when the police consider
themselves above the law.

Better a criminal goes free

Than the police become
criminals themselves.

A violent, disgusting
drug pusher walked free

Because of your Goody-Goody,

Ladi-dadi, namby, hoity

Wishy, pamby, toity,

Washy, dadi-ladi,
know-it-all,

Public school, stiff upper lip,

Stiff upperhouse master, prim and proper

Rule
britannia-

Oh...

- I'm sorry, Raymond.
- I beg your pardon?

There is nothing lower
than a bent copper.

It was just that I
wanted that pull so badly.

I'm glad you stopped it, Raymond.

It weighed on me. I've been
waking up in cold sweats.

I've had to tell Tina my piles are back.

Poor old girl, it's been
very bleak for both of us.

You won't tell anybody
about it, will you?

Raymond-

How did the mayoress know
about Goody's uniform?

You tipped her off, didn't you?

You blew the case because you fancy her.

Patricia, you will
withdraw that appalling,

Unfair and unworthy accusation.

Well tell me why you did it then.

I had my reasons for
doing what I did, Patricia.

They are not what you think,
and there's an end to it.

And smile to the left
and three and four...

And smile to the right
and three and four...

...And come on,
ladies, step and smile-

( tape slurs )

Mayoress: Give it to me, Raymond.

I want it, I'm desperate for it.

You must give it to me now.

Raymond: Mayoress, I'm going
to do something deeply immoral,

But when I'm finished, I think
you'll be more than satisfied.

Good evening, darling.

Is there anything wrong?

Take off your bicycle helmet, Raymond.

( theme music playing )