All language subtitles for A Touch of Frost Season 14 Episode 02 - Dead End 720p WEB-DL HEVC x265 BONE

Time is moving on.

I am.

Jack. Hmm?

I'm trying to concentrate.

And using semaphore won't speed things
up.

Look, I'm supposed to be in Mullet's
office in a minute, and so is she.

Don't bother. I'll answer it.

Frost.

Gov? Yes, Marsh.

My car's packed up.

And what is your estimated time of
arrival?

I'm on the bus.

About 20 minutes.

20 minutes?

Why her, hmm?

Why her? Of all the people, why is
Mullet having her transferred here?

Hmm? Answer me that.

Hey, you've got a fax mug.

Oh, leave it out, Lewis. Don't get
gobby, mate.

Zero what, Palmer?

You're going to talk me to death.

Calm it down, Johnny boy.

You're too slow, Jono.

You think that was clever, do you? Yeah.
It was a laugh.

You've got to start the day with a
laugh, babes. Otherwise you'll end up

miserable old sods. Like this, though.

Get me a bag, mate.

Get your hands off me! Police!

Enough!

Get off!

Get off my bus.

Come on. Get off my bus.

Look what you did.

This ain't the warden we caught, mate.
It's my father. Get off the bus.

Are you going to make me?

I'll get you for this.

Get off.

A fat lot of good you were.

I don't want you at Denton. It's best
you should know that from the start. It

wasn't my choice either. Yeah, well, as
long as we understand each other. Oh,

perfectly. You cross me again and I'll
boot your rear right back to where it

came from. In which case, I'll have to
bring charges against you again.

What are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

I can't believe a modern man has driven
a bus.

I'll let him out.

You're not supposed to be here.

What happened to you this morning,
Sergeant Marsh, is but a token of the

harassment and fear.

Gangs of youth have inflicted on
innocent bystanders over recent months.

For the next four weeks, I'm instigating
Operation Self -Containment.

Zero tolerance on the streets of Denton.

Operation Roundup, you should have
called it.

With a bit of branding with permanent
dye. That wouldn't have gone amiss

And someone stealing credit cards, which
is another priority.

Although we don't have any leads yet.

George and I are doing the rounds of
known offenders, sir.

Denton and Operation Self -Containment
will lead the way with due care and

diligence.

So, I'd like to welcome you, Sergeant
Marsh, and we all look forward to

with you.

Thank you, sir.

I had no choice, Jack.

She's an experienced officer and we need
someone.

Besides, she's leaving in a month,
trying to go into the private sector.

What, a cushy security job?

Eh? In a modern office? With loads of
holidays and bags of money?

God, why would anybody want to do that?

Can't she go now?

Just live with it, Jack.

And work with her.

Let bygones be bygones.

Right, I want you to clear George's desk
while he and I do all the legwork.

I think I'm more used to Mr Mullet out
of the office.

Except you're working for me now, and I
want this desk cleared.

You know, you can go on scoring points
all day long. It's not going to help.

Look, just do your job, will you, and
keep this zipped. God, you're never

to forget it, are you? No, I'm not.

I was suspended from duty because you
blabbed about the case that I was

on. Fifteen years ago!

And you jeopardised more than the case.
You were cutting corners. You didn't

follow procedure. I got the result. Yes,
you risked an officer's life to get

your result.

You take shortcuts.

You screw it up for everyone. Well, not
for me. I'm not having your muddy paws

messing up my career, thank you.

George and I are going to be out of the
office all day.

Don't you start.

The quicker we do this job, the sooner
she does us all a favour and clears off

to where the grass is greener.

What's going on?

Your mum said she saw Harrison driving a
bus.

A bus?

He's in prison?

She's definite.

Hello, Mum.

Sarah said that you think you saw
Harrison.

Andy, I got such a shock. It was him.
There was no mistake. All right, don't

upsetting yourself.

You can stay here for a bit.

I don't want you being on your own
tonight.

Well, I'll have a sniff around and see
what I can find out, but I can't have

been her mum, honest, and have told us.

Tony, I'm just on my way to work.

Look, I've told you, there's no point
phoning me no more.

I want to talk.

Where are you now? I've got an extra
shift.

Well, you didn't need overtime when I
brought you here.

It's over, Tony.

Grow up.

And I want my keys back.

I can't discuss employees with anyone.

The bloke's a convicted killer. I mean,
do you not know what he did? He

destroyed the lives of two families.

Mark Harrison came to us with a clean
record three months ago. I know what

happened. He didn't try and hide
anything, and I need driving.

What, so you let him loose behind the
wheelie, a bloody boss?

Mr. Hill, please leave the depot before
I call security.

I know you must be upset, but it's out
of my hands.

Oh, that's not right.

It's not.

Am I still on tonight?

You want to be?

Yeah, I need the extra.

You're on tonight.

Great.

Are you watching?

Oh, for heaven's sake.

I keep telling you, why don't you get a
new pair of glasses?

No, not yet.

Go on.

Oh, George, it's been a long day.

And I've got a takeaway curry sitting in
the microwave with my name on it. Can't

you just fill it up?

You fill it up halfway, you get better
economy.

Half the weight of a full tank in a car
makes for better fuel consumption.

Now? No, not yet.

I don't know, what with you and Mullet.

Oh, come on, that's it. That's good
enough.

You could always take the seats out.
That'd make it lighter.

And you could always walk.

You have no idea how to deal with
people.

What? People like you?

I don't need you telling me how to
behave.

You're abrasive. You're insulting. You
don't give a damn about anyone else's

feelings. Get in the car.

It's so bloody embarrassing sometimes.

That's your answer to everything, isn't
it?

Run away. Have a go. Keep away from me.

I'm walking.

You're not. You're coming with me. I'm
going to sort this out once and for all.

I said leave me.

Shut up! Get in the car! Hey, hey, hey,
come on. Calm down, you two. You're

causing a scene.

Mind your own business.

Who asked you to poke your nose in? Just
think about it for a minute, will you?

If you carry on like this, the cashier
will call the police, and that is when

gets complicated, all right?

It's always you that misunderstands
things.

Now, will you please, miss?

Will you calm down, please? Or I will
call the police.

Go on, buzz off, the pair of you.

Jack? What?

I thought you were watching the car.

I've left the keys in the ignition.

That's how cars get next.

And you ought to be more careful then,
shouldn't you?

You can't hear that, can you?

Hello, love. What?

I might be going a bit deaf, but at
least I haven't got water on the brain

some. Next Olympic gold medalist, me?

Better be. The amount of time you spend
at that swimming pool.

I think it's the girls you're in
training for, never mind the gold medal.

Yeah, you're right. I'll have to beat
them off left, right and centre.

You wish.

Yeah, I wish.

What is it, Gwen?

Harrison got out on appeal a year ago.

They overturned his conviction.

And they never told us?

I phoned the solicitors.

They said the court didn't have to.

What?

He just walked back into everyone's
life?

Yeah.

I suppose.

I don't know. I mean, that's not right,
is it?

What about Bob Trusham? Did he know?

No.

I phoned him.

He can't believe it either.

I mean, I think it's knocked him for
six.

Well, I hate to think what it's going to
do to your mum.

I'm going, Mum, Dad.

See you later.

Have a go as well.

We won't let this rest, I promise you.

Yeah.

Yeah, I understand.

Wait, do you know?

Hey, where do you need that?

Along this road, outside the pub.

It's neat, isn't it?

Come on, you plank. Get in. We'll go for
a bit of a burn, yeah? Have some fun.

Nah, I can't. Come on.

Nah, I've got swim practice.

You leave the boring existence.

It's time you stopped playing Nemo and
joined the Sharks.

There you go.

Night then.

Let's get going.

Music! She saw me! Get around!

Get the money!

Get the money!

What do we know so far, then, George?

Well, Marsh took the call from Uniform
first thing this morning. Blimey, she's

keen, isn't she? Yeah, she was in the
office.

As instructed.

Yes, yes, all right, all right.

Anyway, the bus is Takami to stop till
11 .24.

And they only found it missing this
morning.

Well, it's the last bus of the evening
round here, Jack.

The crew take it back to the depot,
clock off, go home.

Night security don't know the schedules.

What have we got?

Not a lot.

We'll spend marks, but... Sokko found
these.

A woman's watch.

We haven't identified it yet.

And this silver pendant.

Looks like they came off in the
struggle.

Where'd you find them? Just over there.
Six, seven and eight.

There's some sort of inscription on the
pendant, but it's too mangled to make

anything out.

Sokko think the car drove over it. All
right.

Let's see what the lab's come up with
then.

Anything else?

Yeah. There's a couple of scrapes in the
tarmac over there and some shards of

glass.

There's also a light filament mixed up
in the glass.

Well, maybe it's headlamp glass.

You know, it could be a road rage attack
after a collision.

There's no sign of damage to the front
of the bus, so Sokos can't see any

connection, no.

Well,

keep tabs on what forensics come up
with, will you?

Who's that?

That's the bus company manager.

He's a bit shot.

We need to talk to him again.

Blood splattered on the wingspring
there.

It looked like it was a struggle.

There were a couple of shirt buttons
here and here, and a woman's shoe.

Well, there's more than one bloke was
involved if they took the conductress as

well. Why take them at all?

Well, if we knew that, we would have
solved the case, Miss Marples.

Well, I don't think the driver would
have done a runner with a night's

It hardly would have been a king's
ransom, would it?

The driver's name is Mark Harrison.

The conductress is Jessica Green.

Both single.

Well, they didn't have return tickets,
did they?

Well, you don't know much about Harrison
yet.

Except he had some trouble on a bus
yesterday morning with some kids.

I wonder if that's the same lot that
thumped you.

Yeah, could be.

They did threaten to get even with the
driver.

And they'd be interested in any change
there was.

I tell you what, you go back to the nick
and trawl through juvenile records.

See what you can find. George and I'll
go down to their depot, see what we can

dig up.

Well, I still haven't got wheels, Dove.

Oh, go blimey. Here you go. Look, take
my car with you. And when you get to the

nick, find Sergeant Brady and tell him
to give you a pool car. Say I said so.

Right.

Be lucky to get a bicycle with this
year's budget.

Yeah. If you did, it wouldn't have any
wheels.

I've organised your car.

Great, thanks.

There's been a run of incidents over the
last few months involving gangs of

kids. But I thought this might interest
you.

Four cars were reported stolen last
night. Probably joyriders.

Two lads were seen dumping that one
earlier this morning.

Right.

Get a truck down there.

I want it brought into forensics.

Tell Inspector Frost where I've gone,
will you?

Yeah.

Yeah?

I reckon if you dive deep enough into
the dune pool, you'll find her and Jack

are related.

Oh, you're wrong there, Sarge.

Chalk and cheese, those two. They hate
each other.

There's history between them. What do
you mean?

Oh, it's before Jack got here.

He was chasing a knife assault.

He didn't wait for backup.

Him and a young copper cornered the
bloke, and the PC got himself wounded.

Was it bad?

Oh, lost three fingers.

Mars was on Jack's team.

She accused him of dereliction of duty,
among other things. Said he not only

ignored procedure, but put officers'
lives at risk.

Internal inquiry cleared him, but it put
the brakes on his career.

So, he ended up here.

Did they always work together?

No.

Most buses don't have conductors these
days, do they?

Late night ones do.

It's a way to pick up some extra hours,
then, I think.

I think she wanted to keep out of the
way of the ex -boyfriend for a while.

Was that this Tony Woods bloke you
mentioned, was it?

Yeah.

Was he ever violent towards her, do you
know?

He had a temper. Let rip occasionally.

Jessie wouldn't stand for that.

So she, um...

I wasn't really bothered by him, then.

She could stand up for herself.

I mean, you have to when you're working
the bus these days.

These are her keys.

I'll be taking them, just to let you
know, all right? Of course. Her car's

in the yard.

George, anything?

There's nothing much in the Harrison's
locker.

No keys or coat.

Right.

Right.

Er... What?

We had a spot of bother in the office
yesterday.

Who, with Tony Woods?

No.

Oh.

Who?

Well, uh... Well, come on.

Well, I can understand why the bloke got
upset and, you know, might have a

grudge against Mark Harrison.

You will be sharing this information
with me at some time today, will you?

You're sorting out another car today,
are you? As soon as I can, yes.

You've reported it to the police?

Yeah, I have.

Get on to the insurance.

I will.

Yeah, but today we need two cars.

Well, I can use your car for a few days.
I can drop you off at work and pick you

up, but I need the car for the shopping.
Well, we can do the shopping at the

weekend. Yeah, but I need... I'll do the
bloody car as soon as I can, all right?

I'll speak to them.

I was just thinking about getting home.

It's all right, Mum.

You stay with us for a couple of days.

Everything's fine, I promise.

Well, it looks like we're going to have
to have a word with this heel bloke, by

the sounds of things. And the ex
-boyfriend.

Yeah. There's nothing here, Jack.

No. Do you know what I don't understand?

There's no handbag or purse either in
her locker, this car, or in the bus.

Plus, of course, they tossed it.

Make sure they search the area, will
you?

In the meantime... For Miss Greens.

This place been turned over or is she
naturally untidy?

There's no false entry.

Blimey, some hefty bills here.

Tell you what, if retail therapy was on
the National Health, it really would be

bankrupt.

I'll tell you another thing. There's no
photographs here.

No happy holiday snaps. No pictures of
Mum and Dad or the cat, the dog. No

either.

No?

No sign of any suitcase?

No.

And she didn't take it to work if she
was planning a trip.

I'll check her bathroom.

Frost.

Oh, right. Yeah, okay.

Right. No, no, no, no. You stay there.
Wait for me and George.

Yeah, all right. That was Miss Super
Efficient Marsh.

Says she's found something.

Not her conscience, in case you're
wondering.

Jack. Hmm?

Sharpspin. In the bathroom.

Ah.

Drugs or medication.

Better check with her GP. See if she was
registered.

Did you find the bathroom, Mr. Charlie?

Yes. Thanks, Mrs. Atkins.

I'll be on my way now.

All right, what have you got?

That was stolen last night from outside
the Kingshead pub on Longridge Road.

Owner are Michael Davies. A couple of
kids were seen dumping it.

Partial description fits the boys on the
bus.

Oh, right.

Any evidence?

No, not yet.

OK. Right, well, I'll tell you what I
got.

The conductress had a bolshie boyfriend.

But the driver, Mark Harrison, now, he
used to be a lorry driver, and five

ago, the lorry that he was driving went
out of control, mounted the pavement,

and killed four people.

Three adults and a baby.

And he was allowed behind the wheel of a
bus?

Yeah, well, the law said that it made a
mistake, and so they said he was

innocent. Do we have the names of the
families?

Yes, we have.

Linda Heal.

She lost her husband, her daughter and
her granddaughter.

And Robert Trusham. His wife was killed.

Would they know he was out?

Oh, no, not necessarily. I mean, they
don't bother to tell us, do they? So why

should they tell them?

But anyway, here's a coincidence.

There was a bloke called Heal.

You had a hithy fit in the bus depot
yesterday.

Yeah, we traced him.

Well done, George.

I tell you what, look, you go to Heald's
place and check that out, and George

and I will go down and check out the
Harrison place.

All right?

There's nothing in the bedroom, Jack.

It's better than me.

Fridge has a few packets of TV dinners.

Well, it's home from home, then, isn't
it?

Some porn here, look.

Well, a single blow over 21.

No harm in a bit of home entertainment,
is there?

Trouble is, we still don't know who the
target was.

Jessica Green or Alison.

Or why either of them was taken.

Jealousy, anger, revenge.

An assault gone wrong.

I don't know. Search me.

Your husband went down to the bath depot
yesterday.

That was my fault. No, don't be silly.
When I saw Harrison, it was just like at

the trial.

He didn't bat an eyelid.

It's not right, is it? It's not right.

Can you tell me where your husband was
last night?

Andy. He was at adult education classes.

He's studying at Denton Tech.

What time did he get home?

Late because of the car.

What, it broke down?

No, it was stolen.

That's why I thought you were here at
first, because of the car.

It's me.

Anyone home? I'm proper stuck.

The police been round to see you yet?

No. You?

No.

But they will.

What do you think?

I think he should burn in hell.

Thanks for not saying anything.

I want their names.

Well, those boys ain't at my school.

Yeah, but they're around.

And you know them.

You tell me their names, or I go back in
the house and talk to your mother.

I don't know where they live. I only
know their first names.

It's Charlie the Chuckling Clown.

Well, don't look so bloody miserable
then. I'm paying good money for this.

Harrison always maintained that his
steering went when he hit those people.

So that's why his appeal was successful.

Well, the technical expert for the
prosecution was found to have got it

on a similar case.

And the bus company couldn't turn him
down for employment.

Yeah, exactly.

Not unless they wanted the Human Rights
Brigade snapping at their heels.

Well, I don't know where we are at the
moment, whether or not it's a jealous

boyfriend or...

Angry family.

You know, it's still wide open.

Forensics? Oh, yes.

Bad news, I'm afraid.

That damaged pendant that we found was a
medic alert.

Now, the search team have found Jessica
Green's handbag. It was about a mile

from where she was attacked.

But inside they found her insulin kit,
which means that if she doesn't get two

injections a day... She goes into a coma
and dies.

Right. I'll get the media on to it.

Daily briefings from now on, Jack.

Yes, sir.

Ah,

Jack, just the man.

You owe the fiver for the canteen's
monthly lottery fund.

What, already?

Overdue by three weeks.

Oh, is that all?

Well... Hang about.

You've lost my wallet.

Oh, come on, Jack.

No, no, seriously, I have.

I've lost it.

Blimey.

No, it's not here. I must have dropped
it somewhere else.

Oh, you don't get it out often enough to
drop it, Jack.

Oh,

no.

Oh, blimey. I bet it's been nicked.

What?

At the petrol station, that couple
having a row.

Well, it was a set -up. She bumped into
me, didn't she?

I've been robbed.

Oh, that was just about the time you
told me to be careful, was it?

Phone the bank, cancel the cards.

Right. How many cards you got? Well, a
few.

And my warrant card.

It's all right. It's all right.

What is going on?

I don't know.

Honest, she just did a knot.

All right, love. All right. There,
there. Come in. Let's get you

I didn't do anything.

I've got to go, Trish. Please, I've got
to go. All right, love. All right.

I'll take you.

No, I'll drive.

You stay here with the kids. No, you're
in no fit state. I'll call you again.

Come on now.

If I find out you've done anything to
her, my belly will sort you out proper.

Come on.

No. Let me, please.

I'm sorry.

Please.

No, I do not have the numbers because
they have been stolen.

No, look, I haven't got the statements
either because I'm not at home.

Look, I've just told you, I haven't got
the bloody numbers.

Oh, God.

I've got Christian names for those boys
on the bus.

You haven't got the numbers of my credit
cards on you by any chance, have you?

Why? Oh, it's all right, never mind.

Heal's son, John, was at the bus stop
with those boys who threatened the

Harrison was my driver on the bus.

Yeah.

Are you trying to say that you think
that Heal's son may have something to do

with the attack?

No, it's doubtful.

His parents never discussed the case
with him.

He was nowhere near the trial.

He was only 11 at the time.

He probably had no idea what Harrison
looked like.

Anyway, he was at a training session
every night at the pool.

Well, look, why don't you just go and
double -check that he was having a

training session at the pool that night?

In the meantime, I'm going to have a
word with this Trusham bloke whose wife

killed with the Heal family.

Uh, Gus, just one more thing.

Andy Heal's car was stolen last night
while he was in Clark.

Well, before the bus was nailed.

Well, it was one of the files that
Sergeant Brady gave me on stolen

And you didn't spot it? No, I missed it.

I made a mistake.

Well, we're all allowed to make one of
those at some time.

Aren't we?

Don't worry, I'll check it.

Well, no, I can do that.

No, I want you to sit in your nice new
car that Sergeant Brady gave you, and

I want you to stake out Tony Woods'
place for as long as it

takes.

Go on, or I'll pluck you one.

Lads, I'm sorry.

Hey!

Do you know Bob Trussell?

Only through the trail.

Not socialising, are you?

Well, I see I'm around.

Does this strike you as odd?

That the very same night your car was
stolen, a crime was committed against

someone who hurt your family.

Well, it was an added aggravation I
didn't need. Have you found it yet? No.

I haven't found Harrison or Jessica
Green either. Listen, Inspector, the

let me and my family down. Harrison is
guilty of murder as far as I'm

But we've had enough tragedy in our
lives. I wouldn't be anything to make

matters worse.

You didn't get back till gone one o
'clock in the morning. That gave you

time. You also have a motive.

You can check and double -check as much
as you like. I was in class till late,

then I searched for my car, then I
thumbed the lift home.

I didn't want to phone my wife and wake
her up.

I'm sorry to hear about the girl,
though.

All right, thank you.

We're listening to police all round my
house looking for you.

They clocked you on the bus, my friend,
up to the driver.

Are you playing Judas and Grice and I
stopped you? I'm warning you, aren't I?

I gave them false names.

You're wrong me, Lewis, you'll remember
that.

Keep your head down.

I was the luckiest bloke in the world
when she married me.

She straightened me out.

You needed straightening out, did you?

I did time 12 years ago.

Oh, yeah? What?

I got mixed up with the wrong crowd.

Petty theft and dud checks, mostly.

I'd have remembered.

It wasn't here.

When I got out, that's when I met
Maggie.

She breathed new life into me, she did.

You have strong feelings about Harrison,
then.

I hate him.

Maggie was 26 when he killed her and the
others, a young mum and a baby.

The bastard should have righted him the
neck.

Have you heard him?

No.

I learn my lesson. I try and stop the
kids getting into the same sort of

I did when I was their age.

And where were you last night?

Football training with a kid's second
team till about ten.

And then the pub for a couple of hours.

I'm not good on my own, so the pub's got
a sports channel I watch there.

And then, um, bed alone.

That's very difficult to prove.

Unless evidence tells us otherwise.

All right, go on.

And I want you down Denton, Nick,
tonight to make a statement.

Don't make me have to come and find you.

Ross.

What have we got, George?

Over here.

Police surgeon's on his way.

Who the hell is that?

That's Charlie the Chuckling Clown.

Well, he ain't got much to laugh at now,
has he?

Who would kill a clown?

Oh, I don't know.

Punch and Judy, maybe?

This isn't a matter for levity, Jack.

No, well... Now, they're doing a post
-mortem now, so I'll know a bit more

on.

Now, press and television are
highlighting Jessica Green's medical

We can only hope that the kidnapper
didn't know she was diabetic and that

nudges his conscience.

Well, if he did know, that means he had
serious intent to cause her harm.

Yes.

Jack, your wallet was found in the
street and handed in.

Empty. Apart from its warrant card.

Thankfully.

Count yourself extremely lucky, Jack.

Sir?

That's your lost credit cards.

This is Mr Brock from your bank.

Inspector. Oh, what did you do?

We're keen to work closely with Denton
CID on this case.

All right, well, what do you have in
mind?

Well, the best way to catch the card
thieves is to have one of your cards

active.

What they do is they phone a charity,
offer a small donation. If that's

accepted, then they know the card is
still valid.

That way we keep tabs on them. And
hopefully we can apprehend them.

All right, well, let's nab them before
my name's all over Denton as a big

spender. I'll never live that down.
We've authorised a temporary card for

Inspector, and my people should have
already given you a new pen.

Ah, yes, yes, they have.

There it is. Look, 5199.

That's Lofty Parker.

You know him?

Yeah. Lofty's an old lag.

Just petty stuff.

In and out of the nick all his life.

What was the cause of death?

Fractured skull.

He may have fallen or he may have been
hit.

It's a bit difficult to tell at the
moment.

But a blunt force trauma like this could
be the result of being in a fight.

The bruising to his face.

No.

No, Lofty was harmless.

He wouldn't be involved in violence.

No, someone's cracked him one.

Well, there was evidence of an old head
injury from a few years back. That

wouldn't have helped.

I'll let you know when I finish my test.

All right.

What did he have on him when they
brought him in?

A mobile phone, house keys, a ring and a
suitcase full of clown tricks.

Well, let's hope he raised a smile for
someone before this happened.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Are you having a relationship with
Jessica Green? Yes.

When did you last see her?

About three days ago. I'm a rep. I was
away for a couple of days. I had no idea

this had happened. I didn't.

I was going to take her out tonight, but
always go out when I get back.

We were going out regular. We were going
to get married.

Put the case back on the bed, please.

Put the case back on the bed.

Either you cook these from Jessica
Green's flat, or you're a cross -dresser

trying to fit into a size 10.

The bath was clean before the last run
of the night, but we found a sliver of

rubber on the floor.

We think it might be from one of the
attacker's shoes.

Trainers, most likely.

We found it very near some stress marks
on the floor which indicate torsion on

the rubber.

What you mean as if in a struggle?

That is a possibility.

Now, these blood splatters are
definitely Harriton.

We know that from his medical and prison
records.

And it's the same blood we found in this
car.

Are you trying to tell me that this car
was used in the kidnap?

I don't know. But the lab confirms that
the fibers we found in it have

Harrison's blood on them.

Time is running out for this girl, so
I'm splitting up the team.

D .C. Harrison, his lot, will be doing
the legwork on Lofty Parker's death.

D .C. Simpson here and her team will be
double -checking everything on Jessica

Green and Harrison and those kids.

Right, George?

There's now a definite connection
between this car stolen by kids and Mark

Harrison. But there's no other forensic
evidence.

No, they could have used, you know,
plastic sheeting or even those black bin

liners. Right, so what else have we got?

Sex.

Jessica Green was sleeping with Mark
Harrison.

These photos were found at Tony Wood's
flat, along with her clothes and various

other bits and pieces.

Tony says he bought Jessica a digital
camera, but there's no sign of it.

No, it's not at Jessica's or Mark
Harrison's flat.

Was, um, was Woods, uh, part of a
threesome?

Not as far as we know.

Well, she seems to be bed -hopping
casually enough.

If she was sleeping around, then there
could be plenty of others who might want

to hurt her.

These girls don't help themselves, do
they?

Yeah, Sergeant Marsh is right. If
Jessica Green is promiscuous, this could

the investigation wide open. No, it
doesn't.

This girl is a victim.

She's ill, she needs medical treatment,
and we're all she's got.

Now, my main concern is finding out who
might be the prime suspect, and it's

Woods.

Woods had the key to her flat.

He took all the clothes he bought her.

He's jealous and he has a temper.

Is there any way you can place him in
that stolen car?

No, sir, but he did have plenty of time
to get back from his trip and do it.

And there's no forensic evidence other
than Harrison's blood on those fibers?

No. The photos are all I've got.

But it does give him a motive.

Now, look here, I can't get a solicitor
down here for another few hours, so I

need your permission to interview him
now.

On what grounds?

Well, it's a matter of urgency.

To avoid any further risk to the
victims, especially Jessica Green.

I agree.

But if he is involved, do you believe he
had an accomplice?

Well, yeah, he must have done.

I mean, he couldn't have got both of
them off the bus on his own.

Right.

Right, thank you.

Take the photos.

Jack, that interview.

Don't overstep the mark.

Canteen gossip at the bus depot says you
hassled her a lot.

And that she dumped you a few weeks ago.

Not true.

Must have really hurt when she started
seeing Harrison.

That was ages ago. That was all I've
been done with.

That was before me and her got together.

How would you know that?

Were you following her?

Maybe you got a violent temper and she
was scared of you.

Who took these pictures, Tony? Was that
you?

Me? Yeah, you.

Do you like getting involved in the
threesome, a little bit hanky -panky?

You got the pictures.

I wouldn't.

That's not my thing.

Oh.

Maybe it was hers.

Maybe it was her suggestion, and that's
why you hurt her. No, that's all wrong.

You shut up.

Someone took these pictures. You bought
her the camera. Where is it?

Are there pictures of you two together?

Is that what the problem is? I'm not
into that kind of stuff.

You knew she was sleeping with someone
else.

Oh, come on, Tony.

Mickey.

Hmm?

You saw the photographs.

And you threw a wobbly.

You got someone to help you and you took
her somewhere.

That's what you did. I didn't hurt her.
I wouldn't.

I love her.

Where did you take her?

And there was someone else involved.

Where is she? I don't know, Alice.

I didn't do anything.

I never used to take pictures with other
blokes.

I loved her.

I only found that stuff when I went to
her flat.

Where's the camera? I don't know. If we
find the camera, there may be a picture

in it of the bloke's daughter. I don't
know, Alice.

Look, you've got to find her.

Please.

Find her.

For me.

No, it's not him. Not in a month of
Sundays. You can't be sure that wasn't

act. All right, then you bang him up for
a couple more hours and do all the

paperwork.

We're missing something, George.

What about Woods?

Woods? Oh, he's all mouth and no
trousers.

Wimp of the First Order.

Marsh is down there now, sucking her
thumb, trying to work out whether it was

all an act.

I'll tell you what.

Have you got Jessica Green's work
timetables there?

Look at this.

See, overtime, overtime, extra shifts,
more overtime, which she'd need the

overtime to pay for those shopping
bills, wouldn't she? I'm surprised she

find enough time to spend the money.

Yeah.

Look, look, look, look. The ad hoc extra
shifts.

You know, as and when she could get
them.

Nothing regular, see? Look, no set
dates.

Look here, here.

Days off, weekends.

And three late -night runs of each
night, different driver.

She may have been bonking Mark Harrison
when she had the time and the energy,

but only her supervisor would have known
exactly what bus she was on that

night. And?

Oh, I let him walk.

So, Harrison must have been the target
all along.

Yes.

Yeah, this was planned.

The route, the time and the place.

I mean, talk about being unlucky in
love.

She was on the wrong bus with the wrong
bloke at the wrong time.

You know, I accepted this transfer
because after this case, I'm getting out

while I still have a life.

Better pay, better hours, and no more
drowning in paperwork.

Oh, yeah, good for you.

And before I become one of those coppers
who can't sleep because somewhere along

the line, I might have missed something.

Like me, you mean?

Exactly like you.

Coppers lose sleep because they care.

You can't win them all.

Not every case.

I can try.

Why don't we ever talk about Aunty Joan
and her baby or Gwenda?

I don't know, son, you just don't.

If you go on, I better do.

I know, it just hurts more and more.
Best just to deal with it and put it

you. Yeah, but if you don't talk about
it... Drop it, Tom. Woody, there's a

lad. What?

So if something's difficult, we don't
say anything?

Why don't anyone do anything about
bastards like Harrison?

Because it doesn't get us anywhere.

But it helps your action.

What's wrong with him?

John, don't speak to your father like
that.

His bloody family is dysfunctional, you
know that.

You should have done something.

What did you say to him? Nothing. Well,
you must have said something. I didn't

say a word.

What's going on? Not now, Mum.

Not now. What's all the shouting? Mum,
not now, please.

Stop with the two of you. Here of all
places.

I just hope no one in this family has
been stupid enough to do anything about

Harrison. We are not those sort of
people. This is not what this family is

about.

Oh. Jack, yeah?

Statement.

Mrs. Helen Campbell.

She thinks she killed Lofty Parker.

Ooh, well, there's a result.

And Parker's last two gigs are Mrs.

Joan Atkins and Mrs.

Trish Munro.

Munro? Mm -hmm. Barry Munro's wife.

Oh, the car salesman? Oh, there's a
wheeler and dealer if ever I've heard of

one.

So you were at Mrs.

Munro's children's party?

Yes.

That's where I saw Mr. Parker, didn't
you? Mm -hmm.

Did he attack you?

No, he frightened me.

Well, he tried to grab me.

I think... I struggled.

I don't remember very much.

And then I went into town and...

And for some reason he was there again.

And I don't understand why.

I panic.

You found traces of Parker's make -up on
your clothing.

I think I hit him at the house.

Did you confront him in the alley?

What do you mean you don't know?

Inspector, Mrs Campbell came here
voluntarily.

I've spoken to her family GP.

She suffers from a rare condition called
coulrophobia.

You are?

It's the fear of clowns.

I beg your pardon?

Coulrophobia. It invokes panic attacks,
temporary amnesia, sweating, nausea,

even terror in some cases.

Mrs Campbell's condition is well
documented.

Well, not round here, it isn't.

Maybe my mullet phobia is a medical
condition for you.

Well, if she did clobber left in that
alleyway, she's still responsible for

death, Jack.

Yeah, I know, but I think she's just a
scared housewife, George.

I mean, let her sort herself out, and
then we'll talk to her again if needs

Meanwhile, give her a caution and send
her off home.

I don't think she's going to do a
runner.

We found a list at Loftus Flat of all
the kids' parties he'd done recently.

Right.

And this is all his swag, is it?

Mm -hm.

Most of the women who hired Parker only
realised their pieces were missing days,

even weeks later.

They thought they'd simply lost their
jewellery.

This one ring was found in his pocket.

Mm -hmm.

And does this bring us any closer to
finding who rolled him?

Well, the kids' party before Mrs.
Monroe's was Mrs. Atkins.

And when we interviewed her, she
realized she was missing two rings.

She inherited them from her mother.

Luckily enough, she had them
photographed for insurance purposes.

Mm -hmm.

And what about this other woman? What's
her name? Mrs. Monroe?

She said she isn't missing anything.

You're missing anything?

That's odd.

Why would Parker change his mode of
operation?

I don't know.

Unless Mrs.

Campbell interrupted him.

Because Parker was upstairs, Jack. There
is no question about that.

What would happen if...

Mrs. Monroe found out that Parker had
lifted some of

her stuff and she told her husband and
he went after

the thief.

What about that?

I told you nothing was stolen.

We want you to be doubly sure, Mrs.
Monroe.

Then if anybody tries to flog anything
on the street, we can eliminate any

possible theft from you.

Do you think Mrs. Campbell was involved
in Mr. Parker's death?

The clown. Is that his name?

Yes.

Even a clown has a mother and father.

Well, she was hyped up over something.

Yes. Well, maybe.

But it was probably an accident.

What was?

His death.

Who told you how he died?

This is a very nice picture.

Very nice ring you're wearing in it.

In fact, it's very similar to this one.

Sit nice.

We found that ring on the dead man.

Jack. Hmm?

Mrs. Atkins' ring.

Mrs. Monroe, would you mind telling me
how another woman's piece of stolen

jewelry ended up in your jewelry box?

Oh, she phoned her husband.

Once she knew that Parker had cherry
-picked her jewellery and he went after

him, found him, gave him a push and he
fell and, well, Bob's your uncle.

Any CCTV?

No, it was too far down the alley.

And then he took the jewellery back to
his wife, not realising that Parker had

stolen it from someone else, had he?

Yeah, exactly.

And of course...

She didn't realise that amongst it all
was Mrs Atkins' ring.

A deliberate killing, do you think?

Oh, no, no, no. I mean, he couldn't have
known that Lofty Parker had an old head

injury, could he?

Well, by law, he's still responsible for
the death.

Yes, I know.

Jack. Yes. Excuse me, sir. I found the
girl.

Oh, right.

She's in a hypoglycemic coma.

Is she going to pull through?

Give her less than a 50 -50 chance.

Is there any sign of violence?

Some bruising.

There are straight marks on her wrist
and cut to her feet.

Two fingernails were torn on her right
hand.

Has she been scratching something?

Is there any sign of sexual assault?

No.

Well, that's one small mercy anyway.

Have you got the clothes that she was
wearing?

Did she escape or was she released?

Well, only she can answer that.

Maybe she was the primary target after
all. And Harrison was just trying to

protect her.

Making up for past sins, do you mean?

Well, being responsible for causing
injury stays with some people.

Does it really?

Got a key here.

Too small for a front door key.

Yeah.

No, I don't know what that is. Just bag
it up, anyway.

Well, we're not going to get any
forensics off her.

Not now the hospital has cleaned her up.

We'll have to see if we can get
something off these.

Oh, man's jacket.

No need to guess who this belonged to.

Pretty scuffed.

A bit of dried blood there.

It's got some grease and oil on it.

I tell you what, we better not make a
peak zero of this, so better send it

straight down to the lab. Wait a minute.

What does that say?

It looks like a manufacturer's name tag.

Santola. This jacket must have been made
in South America.

No, no, not according to this label, is
it? It said made in China. Oh, that's a

surprise.

Anyway, it's something to go on.

Let me have another look at that little
key we had a minute ago.

Here you go.

Frog.

Yes?

Right.

Right, OK, thank you.

Forensic. Tell you what, get back down
there, Nick. Get hold of those photos.

I'll meet you there.

Inspector, that broken glass and bulb
filament, it's industrial.

We found fragments of three halogen
bulbs.

It's a floodlight.

A floodlight?

What do you mean, like that one you
mean?

Yes, exactly.

Garages, building sites, road
maintenance, they'd all use them in one

another.

Yeah, but you'd need Maine's power for
one of these things, wouldn't you?

Not if you bow back, you don't.

There's something bugging me about those
photos. Where are they? There. What?

Here. I'll show you in a minute.

If I'm right.

Yes. Yes.

This boat's trying to hide his face.

That is not Harrison.

Well, how can you be sure?

Well, look.

he's got a wedding ring on and he
hasn't.

Well, if it's not Harrington, it's not
Tony Woods, then who is it?

This is the padlock from her locker,
right? Yeah.

This is her key.

I bet you they don't fit.

No, I thought not.

Someone needed to break into her locker
and search it before we did.

Him. Him.

We had an affair.

It was just a bit of fun.

I broke into her locker, changed the
lock.

I needed to see if there were any more
photos.

Were there?

I found a camera. There were other
pictures.

He's deleted them.

Poor Jess, I had no idea she was a
diabetic.

Yeah, well, the secrets we keep, eh?

My wife, she... I told her I was working
late.

I had nothing, absolutely nothing to do
with what happened to Jess. Nothing, I

swear.

Well, whether you did or you didn't, I
won't be able to save your job.

Whether you could save your marriage.

It's up to you.

Go on.

All right, Mars.

Get a couple of bodies to go down to
Andy Heal's workplace.

See if any of his workshop floodlights
are either broken or missing. Already

done. Gas company two.

None of their crews have reported any of
theirs missing or broken. Patrol cars

just spotted half a dozen hooded kids
heading for the Midvale shopping centre.

Descriptions match your boys on the bus.

Oh, they're probably blitzing the place.

All right. Tell Uniform to hold off till
we get there.

I've got two of them here.

They're rummaging about in a sports bag.

I've got two white males.

One of them's a boy from the bus.

All exits are covered.

They might have hammers or knives in the
bags.

Right.

We don't want anybody getting hurt.

Come on, let's go and nab them.

Gov, wait for backup.

Yeah,

all right.

Okay, there you go then.

A tenner?

Cheers, mate. That's right. You're
welcome, son.

And by the way, you're nicked.

All right, come on. Hey, come and get
these two. Go on.

Take them away, will you?

Hi, Jack. How is everything?

Well, I'll let you know in a moment,
sir.

George, when you're ready.

Well, the lads are being a bit tight
-lipped, but Lewis there admits to

threatening Mark Harrison on the bus
that morning.

And it's fibres from his jacket, the one
with Harrison's blood on it, that were

found in the stolen car. Yeah. Well,
then they are involved.

Ah, well, no, not quite, you see. They
admit to stealing a car from a pub car

park, taking it on a joyride, then
trashing the car. So I can't see how it

be them. Well, what about the blood?

Well, there was a scuffle on the bus
that morning and some of Harrison's

ended up on Lewis's jacket.

So, we are no closer finding Harrison.

Well, if I get the same story from the
other lad, no.

Other than car theft, can we charge them
with obtaining money by false

pretenses? Well, yes. No, no, this is
genuine, sir. They were collecting money

for the children's hospice.

Which, incidentally, contribution would
be helpful, sir.

Oh.

Even I manage 20, sir.

Thank you.

Keep me informed, then, Jack. Yes, sir.

Ah, shrieks. Just the man. Make sure
this gets back to the school, will you?

do a whip round the station first.

No coins, only notes.

I'm busy.

Well, make yourself unbusy for ten
minutes.

Nothing like doing a bit of good for
those in need.

Heavenly rewards and all that.

Oh, yeah.

I'll probably have to borrow a tenner to
get in the place at all. Oh, that's all

right, as long as you don't borrow off
me. Chance of their finding.

That's true. Hey, don't forget Mr
Mullet. And no matter what he says, he

made a donation.

He's suffering from false memory
syndrome.

Sad case. Go on, off you go.

All right.

Right, George.

Well, it's the same story, except for
one thing.

They gave John Heal a lift that night.

John Heal lied about those boys' names.

Yes. He also said that he was at
swimming practice that night.

Maybe he wasn't. No, I've double
-checked. He was there. From 7 .30 till

after 11.

He can't have got from the pool to the
side of the bathtub by 11 .24.

And he can't be in two places at once.

Either he was at swim practice, seen by
witnesses, or he wasn't.

Yeah, now, those boys said they dropped
heel about half a mile from his dad's

night college at about seven.

Now, supposing he had a spare set of car
keys, that would mean that his dad's

car theft isn't.

And he would have had help.

Father and son taking the law into their
own hands. Yes.

Harrison was the target.

And he would have needed somewhere
familiar to hide both Harrison and

Green. Forensics said the clothes had
been kept somewhere damp and had grease

them.

Pump house at a swimming pool.

George, anything?

Another week of fever.

How do you expect to never get down here
without a party? That won't hide

anyone. It's only me and the engineer
that have got a key, so... Engineer?

Wouldn't be a gas engineer by any
chance, would he? No, the filtration

And you're certain that John here was
training here last Tuesday night?

Your lady sergeant asked me twice, all
right? Yes, every night, absolutely. I

swear to it.

All right.

Well, George, hang on.

Hmm? It did break down last Tuesday
night.

You what?

Yeah, for an hour.

I cleared the pool at nine o 'clock.

For an hour.

I was here, I told you.

No, you got a lift in.

You arrived early and you left early.
You hung about long enough to get

and then you scarpered.

But one thing you didn't notice was they
closed the pool that night.

And there's another thing you didn't
notice.

See that little bit out of that shoe
there?

I've got that little bit.

And that proves that you were on that
bus that night.

Come on, talk to me, son.

I want to talk to me dad.

Oh.

So it was you and your dad who attacked
Harrison, was it? You've got to be

joking, Dad.

I didn't think it was. Yeah, we just had
a call.

Marsh got uniformed to check out the
football club.

They use half a dozen battery -powered
lamps for their juniors, and one of them

is broken.

Thank you, Sergeant.

So it was you and Trasham, was it?

We didn't know about the girl.

She wasn't supposed to be on the bus.

It was Harrison.

Just wanted to teach him a lesson.

Well, a lot of lessons have been learned
here today, haven't they?

Show me where you took them.

She was in there, and Harrison over
there.

What is this place?

It's a disused junction station, part of
an old storage facility.

We've been rerouting the gas mains
across Denton for two years now.

Well, evidence that somebody's been in
there.

Empty water bottle, but nothing else.

Trussell must have stripped him. He's
not here.

Well, where the bloody hell is he? I
don't know, honest.

This is where we brought them, right
here.

Bob said he was going to let the girl
go.

He promised.

Even before we learnt she was sick, he
was really worried about her. He

me we'd get some insulin for her.

Go on, take him away.

Must have thought that the boy wouldn't
hold out. He's moved them.

Oh, my God, no.

No.

Please, Jesus.

Don't kill me.

Don't kill me.

You have to pay for what you did.

No, please, God, no!

I didn't mean to hurt those people.

I didn't mean to! I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry!

Remember that metal name tag that we
found on Jessica Green?

Santola. Well, I did some research and I
found there were two companies with

that name. One was an earth -moving
company and the other one was a lift

supplier that went out of business two
years ago.

I mean, what is a lift blanket?

They're things they hook up to protect
me inside of lifts.

Right. Well, we'll bear that in mind.
Meanwhile, um, now let's just get back

this.

What's that there?

That's the old Denton Equity Insurance
building.

That's in the middle of a brownfield
site.

We shut down a gas main there a few
months ago because the whole site's due

redevelopment.

Let's have a look at that.

How did you kill him? Tell me.

The steering failed.

I swear... I'm okay.

I'm okay.

I tried to use my mobile.

I couldn't get a signal. It cut off. You
took your rifle!

Yes. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

That's not enough.

I'm surprised you found this place.

I was helped by a dying girl.

Have you killed him?

I've got his confession on tape.

It's called justice, Mr Frost.

It's called murder if you've killed him.

All right, George, go on, take him away.

No sign of Harrison down there.

No, not here.

All right.

George, hold it a minute.

He's up there.

He's up there.

Thank God he's still alive.

It's too far down.

I'll tell you what.

If I can get on that one, I can get you
in.

It's okay, police.

Don't move.

All right.

Jack.

I don't think this is a good idea.

It's all right, Mark.

Now, listen to me. Can you move?

I can't. I can't.

It's my leg.

All right, take it easy. Take it easy.
I'm going to come down to you. All

It won't be a minute.

Oh, fucking hell.

How far down is it?

Ten floors.

It's a long way down. I want to get a
lift.

That one doesn't work.

Are you all right now?

Yeah.

go to prison, won't he?

Well, I've recommended bail, but the
rest is not up to me.

I hadn't said anything in the beginning.
None of this would have happened.

No, no, no. You can't blame yourself.

Trosham's been planning this for weeks.

He just manipulated John to help him.

Well...

They're

all... There ought to be a system in
place where victims' families are told

people like Harrison are released.

Well, at least the girl survived.

Yeah, well, that's some sort of justice,
I suppose.

Jack, you're back.

They've caught up with the credit card
thieves.

Seven and a half thousand pounds, huh?
Oh, well, small change after what we've

been through.

Yes.

By the way, how did they get your PIN
number?

Ah. Well, you see, I've cut so many of
the damn things that I... You wrote them

down.

And kept them in your wallet.

That's what I like to see.

All throughout a chaos.

You should never have gone into that
lift shaft.

You get results, Jack, but nothing's
worth dying for.

That's what we do.

Anyway, I had good backup.

Thank you.

Yeah, well... I'm sorry about Harrison.

Yeah, well, we did our best.

And as you say,

you can't win them all.

Anyway, I would just like to wish you
luck in your new job.

Annie.

You still bend the rules, Jack.

And one of these days, it will be your
undoing.

Yes?