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Who's that?

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No.

No! No!

Get down!

Get your head

down! No! Down!

Right.

Let's all go for a little ride, shall
we?

Come here, you'll do things my way,
understand?

No one asked you to come along. Listen,
you little bastard.

I promised your mother I'd get you back
in one piece, and that's what I'm going

to do. So from now on, shut the lip.

Got it?

How long have we got?

What, 30 seconds?

No, no, no, 40 seconds.

Turn it off!

I

can't

remember. I can't remember it.

It's you.

Pick the numbers. I'm trying.

Do it!

Now!

What have you done? Go!

What have you done?

I didn't... I didn't... Come on!

You fucking idiot!

I've got a feeling this is going to be a
really good day.

Yeah, it's ridiculous they haven't been
sent down yet. Yeah, tell me about it.

I've had them disposed three times.

Third time lucky.

Here come the girls.

Good morning, Mrs. Bilkin.

Mrs. Bilkin.

Mrs. Bilkin.

I want to meet those three down at our
home.

Donna's the den mother.

Lenny's wife.

Rumour has it one look from her could
turn you to stone. Yeah.

Mary, good morning.

How are you?

Thank you, Mr. Murray.

Mrs. Wilson, I'd just like you to focus
your mind on your initial identification

of one of the defendants.

And this is, I understand, it was done
at a police station?

Yes.

How did this identification take place?
What methods did the police use?

They showed me videos of men on a
computer.

And as we now know, the person you say
you recognise turned out to be Leonard

Bilkin.

Yes.

Apart from the night in question, do you
remember ever having seen Mr Bilkin

before?

No. So the only time you believe you saw
him was at your house when you pulled

his mask off?

Yes.

My Lord, I'd like to show the witness
CCTV footage, exhibit RCC21.

This is the CCTV tape.

from the Nagoski jewellery shop, taken
on the morning of the attack.

Now, I'm very sorry for having to put
you through this, Mrs Wilson, but can

tell me who you recognise on the screen?

That's my husband.

And that's the...? He's on this side,
and that's Janice. She worked for him.

And the other person in the shop is you?

Yes. Thank you.

Again, I...

I apologise, but we do have to watch a
little more of this.

There. Do you recognise the last person
to enter the shop?

Yes.

Could you tell us who it is?

It's the man who killed my husband.

That's what you thought at the time?

The time of your very emotional video
identification.

Mr. Levington, can we get to the point?
This, as you say, is clearly

distressing. Mrs. Wilson, the person you
identified as your attacker, you

had actually seen that very morning.

Here was a man innocently shopping for
an anniversary present for his wife.

No. But you do remember seeing him that
morning.

Yes. No, I don't. We've heard that a
hair...

was found at your house that could have
come from Leonard Bilke.

Has he ever been an invited guest at
your house?

No, never.

Mrs Wilson, do you have any friends who
have cats or dogs?

Cats and dogs, yes.

Yes, and sometimes the hairs from these
pets can get stuck to your clothes, yes?

Yes, sometimes.

And when you get home, do you brush them
off?

Yes. Sometimes if there's a lot, yes.

Mr. Levington, where are we going with
this? I'm just about to explain, my

Mrs. Wilson, human hairs are similar to
the hairs from cats and dogs. They can

also be shed.

In fact, a hair from Mr. Bilkin could
have fallen onto your coat and then

from your coat or been brushed off when
you got home. Yes, that's it. Nice one.

You've got to be bloody joking.

He was at my house, I tell you. Mrs.
Wilson, when your husband was shot, you

were in the back of the van.

So you could not possibly have been who
it was that was responsible for your

husband's death.

But I... I saw him. He killed him.

He killed him!

Silence!

Silence!

No further questions, ma 'am.

Bollocks, bollocks, bollocks.

The cat's here. How bloody stupid do
they think we are?

It's not about us, Mike. It never is.

All rise.

Joseph Arthur Miller.

And your occupation?

I'm the owner of two health clubs.

Is it right to say that you have
previous convictions for assault and

for which you received a sentence of ten
years' custody?

Yes. Nearly 20 years ago, I was a lot
younger and a lot more stupid then.

Could you please tell us what happened
on the night of February the 14th this

year?

Yeah, I was about to leave the Woodford
club. It was Valentine's night. I booked

a table at the Peking chef.

When Lenny Bilkin turns up, says he
wants a word.

About what?

About a couple of million quid's worth
of diamonds, which he knew he could lay

his hands on.

Did he elaborate at all?

Yeah. He told me what the play was.

There'd be four of us.

We'd go to Belsize Park, where the
manager of the jewel shop lived.

Take them to the shop, make them open up
and hand over the gems.

Did he say anything else?

Yeah.

He said, if this manager gives us any
trouble, I'll blow his fucking brains

So, when Lenny Bilkin made you this
proposition, what was your reaction?

I told him to take a walk.

He wasn't interested.

Like I said, for me, those days are well
gone.

Could you explain to the jury what
happened when you heard about the death

Wilson?

Yeah, I spoke to a policeman and told
him what I knew.

Where was it?

Well, originally, it was DS Satchel at
the health club, but then I went to a

police station and gave an official
statement.

Mr Miller, let's have a look at your
previous convictions.

Armed robbery.

Grievous bodily harm. Yeah, it was a
long time ago.

Mr. Miller, you were involved in an
armed robbery where someone was shot and

nearly died.

Not by me.

Oh, yes, I'm aware that you had an
imitation firearm.

Yeah, I pleaded guilty.

Yes, and then at trial, to save your
skin, you gave evidence for the

prosecution. My lord, it is known that
Mr. Miller pleaded guilty and received a

sentence some years ago. My lonely
friend cannot possibly speculate as to

someone chose to give evidence.

Please move on, Mr Levington. Mr Miller,
were you involved in this robbery?

No.

I did my time.

I'm a respectable businessman now.

And is that why today you are here
giving evidence against Leonard Bilkin?

A man was killed.

That was out of order.

So I went to the police, told them what
I knew.

Were you aware that Mr Bilkin was
expanding his business interests?

Specifically into sports goods and
services?

Yeah, I'd heard rumours. I mean, it's my
business. I need to know what's going

on. Quite so. And your business would no
doubt benefit from the removing of

competition.

Well, of course it would.

Perhaps that's why you went to the
police and made up a story about Leonard

Bilkin's involvement in the robbery and
shooting of Mr Wilson.

Not true.

I don't need to do any of that.

I'm a successful man, fair and square.

Good.

This alleged conversation you had with
Leonard Bilkin, there is not one shred

evidence to prove that it ever took
place.

No witnesses, no CCTV.

You didn't even go straight to the
police after your alleged meeting with

Bilkin. Indeed, if what you say is true,
and as an honest and thoroughly

respectable member of the public, you
could have prevented this whole thing

happening. Yeah, I didn't think you'd go
through with it then. No, Mr. Miller.

No, the truth is... This conversation
with Mr. Bilken never took place. You're

wrong. It did take place.

It did.

You can't believe it. This should have
been cut and dried.

I am not losing those fucking Bilkens
again.

What happened last time? First time
around, we reckoned they'd not be the

Second, I was a fucking bullseye. Judge
threw the case on the court.

What? What?

I'm being called.

Prosecution says the defense will accept
my statement.

What the hell are they up to?

Listen, Satch, that Levington has a
canny sword, canny enough to get them

scot -free if we're not careful. You
make sure you get into that dock. You

sure you nail them. Got it?

Sure. No pressure, eh? It's not a
fucking joke, Satch.

The Satchel. You took the detailed
statement from Mr Miller, who you say

approached you.

Oh, that's correct. He approached me at
the Trojan Health Club in Woodford. The

club owned by Mr Miller, of which you
are a member?

Yes. And how long had you been a member
prior to Mr Wilson's death?

A few months.

So it might be said to be very fortunate
for Mr Miller that you were close at

hand. It wasn't like that.

Didn't you wonder why Mr Miller chose to
speak to you?

Well, it's obvious I'm a police officer,
honour. Is it obvious?

You're a plainclothes officer with a
murder squad.

Mr Levington, we all know DS Satchell's
job and his clothing is plain for all to

see. Is there a purpose to this line of
questioning? Yes, my lord. How was it

that Mr Miller knew that you were a
police officer? How can the officer

that? He approached me and asked me if I
was a police officer.

Ah.

You...

Didn't give your occupation on the
membership application form?

No. I don't like people knowing what I
do for a living.

So, through sheer intuition, Mr Miller
correctly guessed that you were a police

officer, and even more remarkably, that
you were a police officer already

working on this case in question?

Yes.

So, what made you interested in what Mr
Miller had to say?

Well, it appeared he had information
relevant to the case that I was

investigating.

I knew Mr Miller a bit about his past.

I thought I was the right person to
listen to what he said.

Is Mr Miller a friend of yours?

No. Do you socialise together?

No. Did you or do you have any sort of
relationship, personal

or financial, with Mr Miller?

I'm not gay, if that's what you mean.

Sorry?

Mr Miller is gay. I'm not. I mean, I
don't have a problem with him being gay,

but I resent your implication that we're
in a relationship.

I was not implying anything, but I will
note that you say Mr Miller was not your

boyfriend and that you are not gay.

Mr Levington, dear special, sexual
preferences are of no relevance to this

Officer, what I think you're being
asked, if rather clumsily by Mr

is whether you had any type of contact
with Mr Miller other than when he came

to you in the club.

No, I have not. And after he supposedly
approached you with his information, did

you bother to investigate?

Whether Mr Miller knew more than he was
saying, whether perhaps he was involved

in this robbery?

Well, there was no evidence to suggest
that he was. Or did you not investigate?

Because in point of fact, you yourself
approached Mr Miller in the first place.

I'm sorry, can you repeat the question,
please? Well, let me put it another way,

if it's confusing.

You knew Mr Miller had previous
convictions, and it's clear for all to

he is a very ambitious man.

And you and Mr Miller share a dislike?

Of the Bilkins, isn't that true?

No.

You like the Bilkins?

No.

Mr Miller wants to expand his business.
You wanted to put someone away.

Leonard Bilkin was the common obstacle.
Why not pool your interests? You agree

to stitch him up.

Yeah, and that's the truth. If there are
any more interruptions from the public

gallery, I will have you removed from
this court.

Did you suggest or encourage Mr. Miller
to fabricate evidence against Leonard

Bilkin? Of course not.

But you are aware that this has happened
to Mr. Bilkin before at the hands of

the police?

I don't know anything about that.
Perhaps if I...

Remind the witness that in 1984 the
police conspired in creating false

against Leonard Bilkin.

The case rightly being thrown out and a
senior police officer convicted of

perjury and attempting to pervert the
course of justice in 1985.

I wasn't even on the force then.

No.

But your current boss was though, wasn't
he?

DCS Walker was a part of that...

grossly corrupt investigation, just as
he has been a part of this one.

The police have long memories when one
of their own gets caught, don't they? Or

perhaps you were just under pressure to
find evidence that could put Mr. Bilkin

in the frame.

This is the culmination of a long
vendetta, isn't it?

Over the four occasions it took for you
to write Mr.

Miller's statement,

You concocted this false evidence
against Leonard Bilgin, and that is the

truth, isn't it, officer?

It is not. Yes, it is. It's a stitch
-up. It should be him being done.

Silence!

No further questions, my lord.

Idiot.

Oh, you were truly sensational, Satch.

What the hell happened, Satch?

I don't know. Just what? You just
dropped us in the bloody shit.

Well, at least we know you're not gay.

I need whiskey.

You have been instructed to reach a
majority verdict on which at least ten

you agree.

In respect of Barry Bilkin, do you find
the defendant guilty or not guilty?

Not guilty.

In respect of Terence Bilkin, do you
find the defendant guilty or not guilty?

Not guilty.

In respect of Leonard Bilkin, do you
find the defendant

guilty or not guilty?

We can't reach a decision.

Mr. Darwin, I'm sure you've advised the
court when this case is relisted in a

week's time.

as to whether or not the Crown will be
applying for a retrial against Leonard

Bilkin. Terence Bilkin, Barry Bilkin,
you are free to go.

I can indicate the Crown will seek a
suitable date for a retrial.

Leonard Bilkin, you will remain in
custody.

I've been the headline. There was
nothing wrong with that investigation.

that bastard, so Satch fucked her up.
Wasn't all Satch's fault. Oh, meaning it

was mine?

Oh, yeah.

Don't tell me you're buying that
vendetta, shite.

Levington was on form. Yes, and I warned
him about Levington. He walked straight

into it.

He may as well have. The only signs in
the air said, oh, I'm a gay prat, my

governor's bent.

You were the one who told him to go for
it. Look, we've got a mistrial. We can

have another go at Lenny. Yeah, we have,
and we ain't gonna fuck up this time.

No mistakes.

Police leave us cancelled.

This is D .S. Short. He's a financial
investigator from Serious and Organized.

Finance? What?

Hey, why not?

Can't be worse than such.

Juries have a mind of their own, Mike.

Especially when the Bulkins are
breathing down their neck. Oh, and you

they were got at?

Don't you?

No, I think they had an awful lot to
make sense of. I have some information

might help.

D .S. Short, how long have you been
investigating the Bulkins' finances?

For about a year now.

And you still haven't caught them?

I think you're going to be a superb
member of this team.

It's coming at me from all angles, isn't
it? Walker keeps looking at me like I'm

something he'd trot in, and now Kay
wants me to take her on holiday before

has the baby. Has she given you grief?

No, but she will do once I tell her it's
not going to happen. Yeah, I bet she

doesn't want you to go to that gym
anymore, does she?

What? Well, not now she's found out that
it's all a bit, um, left -footed. Oh.

Right, listen up, everybody. Your
attention, please.

As you know, the Bilkin Three is now the
Bilkin One, but he's our main man.

It gives us another shot, so no more
cock -ups.

We keep our case so tight, Tiger Woods
won't even be able to find a hole.

This is D .S. Short, who's a financial
investigator with Soccer.

She's been investigating the Bilkins for
money laundering.

Well, prior to this jewellery job, Lenny
Bilkin was attempting to legitimise his

business. We know that one of his
employees has recently been moving funds

a sportswear company, a company owned by
Joe Miller.

So Leventon was in the right ballpark.

Yes, but like us, he had no hard
evidence to back it up.

And Lenny goes down, then Miller can
move in on the Bilken Empire.

But why would Lenny want Miller involved
in the robbery?

Well, maybe he didn't.

Maybe he'd just heard enough on the
grapevine to be able to fit him up.

hell of a grapevine. Yeah, well, I can
go around this forever.

The reality is we have a mistrial and we
need to be 110 % accurate. So, Satch, I

want you to go back over Miller's
statement. Get digging. I need somebody

can corroborate this meeting with Lenny.
That doesn't mean that you have to get

into the sauna with him.

Something else, guys.

You've heard that Silk said at the trial
that Lenny Bilkin was fitted up.

It's absolutely true.

Jim Weaver, my old boss, was a bloody
good copper.

But he made a bloody stupid mistake.

Lenny Bilkin drove him to it because we
couldn't put a finger on him.

And Jim's going to pay for that the rest
of his life.

But that's history.

We have now got a chance to nail this
bastard.

Look, the defence will use the same
tactics they worked before. Are you sure

one else heard your conversation or even
just saw you with them? I told you

before, nobody.

Why was Levington suggesting you were
interested in taking over the Bill

business? Like you just said, he
suggested it, asshole.

Didn't put me in it.

No, but he muddied the waters, didn't
he?

What? And that's my fault?

Eh?

I'd say your gaffer's hard -on for Lenny
Bilkin did a fair bit of muddying,

wouldn't you?

You'd better not be hiding anything from
me. If you make me look like a fool

again, I'll get you banged up for
perjury before you know it.

Star witness or no fucking star witness.
I'm telling you, Lenny Bilkin was here.

How else do I know details?

I'm not going to make it up, am I?

Everything all right, Jamie? Yeah, it's
fine, Jamie.

DS Petty was just leaving.

I can still offer you protection.

Well, I look like I need protection.

Your choice.

Look, I'm hearing it. It's on the
street.

Everybody knows they'll try and get you.
Yeah, in their own mouth. Well, call

that copper back.

Get protection.

Then I'll look like I'm running scared.

Let them bring on whatever I can handle.
You don't need to impress me, Joe.

Please.

I know I need to get hurt.

Let me get someone.

Security, you need someone. I don't need
no one.

You don't.

Or maybe someone.

Listen, I need you to do me a favour.

Mrs Bilken.

Mind if we come in?

What do you want?

We're just returning some items of your
son's. You mess up our lives, then come

in here with your bags and think it'll
all be all right?

Oh, I think you got it a little bit
wrong there, sweetheart. We didn't mess

your lives. I think you did that for
yourself.

This is messing it up, is it?

That is where I'm standing.

Hello, Zoe.

We've got guests, Zoe, but they won't be
staying.

Oh.

You've never been able to pin anything
on this family.

Yeah, times changing, sweetheart.

I don't think so.

See you then.

What, Louis Cairns?

Oh, not all blonde then.

And I'm not talking repro either.

See, we don't need to be involved in
some poxy robbery. We have everything we

want. You know, life is going to get
very difficult for you girls.

Dream on.

Oh, Terry and Barry, they're hardly a
chip off the old block, are they?

Oh, yeah.

It's going to get really tough with
those two at the helm.

Afternoon, ladies.

Thanks for the hospitality.

I've just got a point.

What about it?

Oh, think about it. You're worth ten
mil. No one's ever come close to finding

out how you got all this cash, and
you're trying to legitimise your

Why would you risk all that for an old
-fashioned robbery?

This wasn't Lenny's idea.

She's smart for this.

So you sing as Brody and Teddy.

Where does that leave Lenny?

He's probably just riding shotgun.

Babysitting.

Ah, kids, huh?

Hello, my lovely.

A nice surprise.

Oh, it was in the area.

Have you had a good day?

Good. You were in the area.

And? Nothing.

You want to lift her up?

No, I'd rather walk.

You sure? Yeah, a little walk is good
for me.

Okay.

Oh, by the way, I can't make that
holiday.

Really?

Mike's cancelled or leave till after the
ratio.

That's not going to be until I've had
the baby.

No. I don't believe it. I asked you for
one thing.

It's not my fault. No, of course it's
not. I mean, it's your fault, isn't it?

When you have to go on your weekends or
when you come home late at night.

If there was anything I could do. I'm
coming back.

Yes, Satchel.

Who?

Jamie, yes. I saw you at the gym
earlier.

I'll see you at home.

Whenever that is.

Kay. No.

Sorry, yes.

What can I do?

You called Dia Satchel because you
wanted to make a statement?

Yes. What about?

About Joe.

Joe Miller meeting with Lenny Bilking.

Go on.

I was there when they met.

When was that?

Last February.

You remember a date?

The 14th, Valentine's Day.

Where did they meet?

At the health club.

Why have you suddenly decided to come
forward with this information, Jamie?

Because Joe said it was best for me not
to get involved at the time.

He knew what the Bilkins were like, what
they're capable of.

He said it was best I say nothing.

And... And what?

I was scared.

But you're not anymore.

Yeah, but the situation's changed.

Lenny Bilking could get off.

Then I'd be twice as scared for Joe. You
have more than a working relationship

with Joe Miller, don't you? Yeah.

I'm his boyfriend.

We've been together about 18 months. You
understand that perjury, averting the

course of justice, are offences for
which you can go to prison.

I'm telling you the truth.

I saw them together.

I think it'll play.

You mean, is he telling the truth?

Yeah, that's exactly what I mean.

And why do you wait to come forward?

Well, maybe he's protecting Miller. You
said there were an item.

It's one thing for Miller to cross the
bill, because he thinks he's a hard man.

But he didn't want to put Jamie in
harm's way.

Yeah, right.

So now he's got to make sure Lenny goes
down.

What do Boise reckon he's going to
handle?

Well, I'd buy that, wouldn't you?

Yeah. Okay, bring in Miller.

He's got to stand up at the retrial.

How'd it go?

I'm not sure.

Makes no odds.

What if they find out I'm lying? It
won't happen.

Who's there to call you a liar?

It's the final nail in Lenny Bilkin's
coffee.

Once he goes down and rests a piece of
piss, move in on those toe -wrecked sons

of his.

You did good.

I did it for you, Jay. No, no, no.

You did it for us.

See you later.

Hi, sweetheart.

Oh, I'm going to be a while, yeah.

Yeah.

No, about this, um, this holiday.

Do something, please!

Help me!

Tell me I'm imagining this.

Our chief bloody witness.

We offered him protection. Hey, Mike. I
suppose we're all thinking the same

thing. Yeah, but what's the real IRA?

What do you bloody think? Shall we pull
them in?

You bet.

These cocky bastards think they can get
away with everything.

Just because we know they did it doesn't
mean we can prove it, Mike.

Oh, come on, Roisin.

They must have screwed themselves up
this time.

And we've got an eyewitness, a bloody
copper.

You saw everything, didn't you, Satch?

Yeah.

Do you believe me?

You need to listen to us now, Jamie.

You know who killed Joe.

And you know why.

But he should have let us take care of
him.

We can take care of you.

You want me to take this land?

You stand by your statement, don't you,
Jimmy?

Yes.

I'll testify it.

It's what... It's what Joe would want.

Look after yourself. Looks like
Christmas. This way.

Don't take no shit. In you get, Terry.

Mind your head, sir.

Make sure you tuck them up nicely.

You lot remind me of a hamster.

You know, one of those wheels, little
feet going round and round and getting

nowhere. This is harassment.

Oh, I'd have thought you'd have been
used to that.

I know the value of every object in this
house.

If I find a single chip on a vase after
you've gone, I'll sue.

Is this the famous witness in?

Oh, you don't think I'm going to tell
you that, Terry.

I'm not worried either way.

See, I've got an alibi.

Barry has too.

What a surprise, Danny.

Tell me about it.

We were at a birthday party.

Fabio's on Dean Street. Oh, no, it's one
of ours.

Uh -huh.

See, it was Manchester, yes.

His name is Fabio Conte.

Busy, was it, this party?

That, not that.

People who remember we were there.

Yeah, it was my birthday, but because Mr
Bilkin was still in jail, we kept it

small.

How'd you fix your alibi, Barry?

Was it fear or just cash?

Because you know you're going to wonder
with Daddy inside, are people going to

still lie for you?

I've got all day, Barry.

You're going to remain in custody while
my colleagues confirm this alibi.

You have the shots, then you hit the
deck.

Yeah.

I crawled round the front of the car and
I saw the shooter far up Miller's head.

He was already on the ground.

What did he look like?

Six foot. And what was he wearing? A
black, uh, zip -top, maybe, sweatpants.

Do you recognise him? Was it one of the
Bilkins?

I don't know. He was so fast. What the
hell's that? She saw him shoot Miller!

I saw the gun. I saw the flash from the
gun and... Yeah?

He pulled his balaclava up.

He must have been showing his face to
Miller. So he's taunting him. He's

him know who's killing him. Yeah, that
proves it had to be one of the Bilkins

and not a hitman.

I'm not sure about that. You know him.
You saw him. I know you did.

Look, Mike, just... Roisin, it's in
there somewhere.

It's in there somewhere. I'm just trying
to get it out.

Dave, your wife's dead.

She's in a real state.

Okay, look, go and talk to her, please,
okay? We can do this another day.

Could you go easy on him, please?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Can you ID the shooter?

Yeah, he will.

Gavin Tame.

Why couldn't you do like the old man
told us? The old man's not here, is he?

know he wanted to get someone else in.

Then we'd have been sitting pretty. We
are sitting pretty.

What have they got? Sweet F .A.

You want a job doing right, right?

I made sure Miller ain't going to make
any deathbed statements. Three, two,

bang. Right between the eyes.

In a public place. I had it covered.

You should have been there. You should
have seen the look on his face when I

pulled back the mask.

Have you got a fucking death wish or
something?

No. I've got class, brother.

It's all wrapped up nice and neat in a
little box. No witnesses and a cast

alibi.

You know, a bit of gratitude wouldn't go
amiss.

Let me ask you something.

What did you do with the gun?

I kept it.

I might need it again.

What? Get rid.

Now. I mean it.

That's good to know.

Well, guess what, boys? They're not
bullshitting. They've got an eyewitness

the Miller shooting.

I knew it!

I told you, Barry!

That ain't possible. You haven't heard
the best of it yet.

It's a copper.

All right.

All I need now is a name.

Thatcher.

D .S. Dave Thatcher.

Yes, we can.

Yes.

I'm Detective Inspector Hanson. This is
DS Richardson.

I'm afraid your husband's been injured
and we've been asked to pick you up and

take you to the hospital. What's
happened?

He's been shot. Oh, my God.

How bad?

I'm not sure, but we best get you there
as soon as possible, eh?

I'm going to have to go home and try and
make it up to her.

Is she still mad at you about the
holiday?

Yeah.

I thought she put it on the back burner
after the shooting, but... Seems to have

made it worse.

Still, it's not the best time, they're
being pregnant.

Right, that's me. Oh, come on, you've
got time for one more.

No, I better not. Come on, Satch.

Go on then.

I'm already in a doghouse as it is.

Call the station.

Let them know you're with us.

Battery's cool.

Have you got a phone I could use?

Yeah.

So.

Hiya.

There you go.

Hi, love.

Hello, sweetheart.

Who is this?

You don't need to know that.

And you don't need to worry about your
wife and your daughter.

They'll be just fine with us.

Oh, yeah.

If they've got one.

Got who?

Someone's got my cane up again.

Any news?

Not yet, no.

Satch, last time you had any contact
with her was just before she went to

up Abigail, right?

Yeah. Yeah, and she was fine when she
left.

Yeah.

Someone's got them.

Yeah, but she was okay when she left the
nursery. We're checking CCTV.

There won't be any CCTV at the nursery.

Not around the nursery, Satch. The
street, the shops of Cameron. We flooded

place with officers.

I guess they want something from here,
from...

From the house, we have no idea what's
happening.

Dave, we will find them, I promise you.

It's okay like this, isn't it?

I've got a good bit of it.

Yeah, I'll go and look for them. Wait,
Satch, please.

Why? There's nothing happening here.

We're doing all we can, Dave. Oh, this
is stupid. This is just stupid. We know

who took them.

What are we going to do? We can just
stand here.

What are you going to do with us?

How you get?

Come on, sweetie.

So, what's all this about?

You never mentioned anything about
kidnapping women and children. Nothing

with us. Of course it's to do with you.

You overstepped the mark.

That's it for me.

I'm out.

I did what I was paid for.

Listen to me, you little shit.

You do exactly as we say or everyone is
going to know about the ten grand you

happily accepted.

You're our man on the inside, like it or
not.

We want to know everything.

And if we find you've been keeping
anything back, we'll fry you alive.

Give her the money.

I'm sorry.

The baby's going to be okay.

Did they hurt you? I just dropped the
shot.

Shh.

Give them some space. She almost lost a
baby, for Christ's sake, Mike. Yeah, you

know what's going to happen then, don't
you? She won't remember either.

They've had long enough.

You were not going in there, do you
understand me? That's what's to catch

doesn't it?

What's going on?

How is she?

How's the baby?

They're fine.

Doc's still going to be fine.

Does she give you anything?

Two blokes in a car said they were
police.

What make a car?

She's not sure. Said it was green.

Why then?

What have they ever done to deserve
this? An eyewitness in a fatal shooting,

Satch. They just want you to forget what
you saw.

How did they know it was me? Shooter
must have spotted you. No, there's no

Jamie Johnson knew you were there.

Why would he tell the Bilkins?

Fear.

Greed.

Who knows?

Yeah, we'll find him, Satch. We'll nail
those bastards.

Oh, wait.

Right, the green car, Carol, did you get
any further on that? Yeah, we've got

the index from the CCTV.

There's a clear shot of Kay and Abigail
getting into it. It's a Ford Mondeo

registered in Wakefield. Guys, I know we
all feel pretty lousy about Satch's

wife and kid, but let's stay focused.

This is about Joe Miller's murder and us
nicking the brokens.

Yep, we're all very aware of that. Mike,
thank you. Sam, I want you to work with

Carol on this Mondeo issue, OK? I want
you to keep pushing it through until you

get more.

Now, what I'd like... Sam, what's the
update on the van used in the murder?

Burnt out. It's been recovered from a
stretch of wasteland 20 minutes from the

Trojan Health Club.

It was reported stolen from Ballon on
the day of the shooting.

OK, thanks. Well done. Job team, keep
going.

Mike, did I have a word with you in my
office, please?

I ain't got much time, Roisin.

Is this a police investigation, Mike?

What? Or is this Mike Walker versus the
Bilkins sequel?

The Bilkins shot Joe Miller. Our job was
to nick him. End of story.

Lenny Bilkin is a vicious thug, but he
had never left a string of bodies behind

him before. Oh, are you suggesting it
might not be them? I'm suggesting we

hard evidence, Mike, which I will get if
you will allow me. Once Satch puts

either of the Bilkins at the scene of
the murder, you'll have all the evidence

you need.

What if he didn't see the face? What do
we do? Do we make it up, Mike?

Like Jim Weaver?

I really don't deserve this, Roisin.

Especially not from you.

Ballistics have come back with the
results of the bullet they took from

body.

They match the bullets that killed
Wilson?

Yes, a direct link between two murders.

There's your evidence.

Happy? We still need to prove that the
Bilkins pulled the trigger.

Is it coming to?

Yeah.

How long?

I don't know until it's safe.

You mean until the buildings are put
away?

I guess, yeah.

You're never going to do that. You know
that. I don't know that. You do.

The only way we're going to feel safe is
if you put the people that did this to

us inside.

Do you want me to put it?

What's wrong?

Recognise it?

Should I?

It was the gun that was used to shoot
Colin Woodson and John Miller.

Wait a minute.

Is that my Tuesday gun?

Is that the gun I used to kill people on
Tuesdays? How could I forget that?

So I was just a bit of unusual
circumstances here, Lenny.

You might not have noticed,
Superintendent, but I haven't been

lately. I think I've got an alibi for
Joe Miller's murder.

So you didn't pull the trigger?

But you ordered the hit.

Oh, so now I'm Al Capone, ordering hits
from my prison cell.

Let me remind you, Superintendent, that
I'm a respectable businessman with no

criminal record.

You've seen The Godfather, haven't you,
Danny? One or two.

Well, always get rid of the gun.

But you didn't.

Now, that strikes me as out of
character.

But then, you weren't really running the
show, were you?

The apple never falls far from the tree,
but it can still be crawling with

maggots.

Rotten fruit, your boys, Lenny. One of
them held onto the gun, so when you go

down, you'll have them to thank for it.

I know you won't be able to help them.

Or yourself.

You've got no proof of anything.

You've got a gun that you know I
couldn't possibly have had in my

and you've got nothing linking me to the
murderer, Joe Miller.

This is the best day I've had in weeks.

Bring on the retrial.

Hmm?

I want to go home.

It's a credit card statement.

Foggy Ray the 14th.

It's for food and drinks in a bar called
Boccaccio, a gay bar in Marbella.

Now, that I bet he knows it.

Jamie Johnson was in Spain the night he
claims to have seen Lenny with Miller.

Shit. Sneaky little liar.

I'm thinking if Jamie was lying about
that, what else was he lying about?

Well, like what?

What if he's had his own agenda from the
off?

What if he's been working for the
Bilkins all along? It would then make

how they knew about D .S. Satchell being
an eyewitness.

Jamie was there.

No, I don't know. Carol, you've got to
stay on track.

I still think the shooter saw Satch.
Yeah, but you can't keep going on your

hunches. My Carol's given us something
concrete and I think we need to follow

up. Look, I'll have a word with Jamie.
See what he comes up with. Okay. Who

wants the good news?

One guess who the gun was registered to.
Ain't a limit for games, Sam.

Terry Bilkin.

Sonny Terry Bilken's own bloody gun.

Yes, that's right.

Okay, Sam, let's pick him up.

Get out. Are you a boy in a uniform?

Come on, beautiful.

Yeah? Come on.

Listen,

I'm going to pick you up.

Just wait inside till I come.

I'll be doing it again.

Want to tell me how you were in two
places at once, Jamie?

Well?

Somebody stole my card.

And did you report it missing?

Of course not. Stop messing me about,
Jamie.

Well, the Pilkins have to know I tried
to stitch them up.

Well, they will if I have you up for
perjury, which I will if you don't come

clean. I need you to do me a favour.

Joe asked me to lie for it.

Why, so Lenny go down for a long
stretch?

It's the truth this time, Joe.

Yeah.

You're working for the Bilkins.

What?

Do me a favour. Well, you could tell
them about the shooting, who was there.

I've never spoken to any of them.

But I can tell you one thing, I know
which one shot Joe.

It was Barry.

And I can't prove it, but I know.

How? Because Barry never got over Joe
dumping him for me.

Say that again? He wanted him back.

He kept ringing.

Joe told him to piss off.

Told him he was in love with me.

Barry Bilken is gay.

Miller!

And then Joe turned up at the witness
stand testifying against him.

I reckon he flipped.

Joe told me he was a psycho.

Why didn't you tell us this before?

I didn't want to get on the wrong side
of Barry Bielkina.

Recognise this gun?

No. How come there's one registered in
your name?

It was registered in my name, but it was
deactivated. In 2001.

Sounds about right.

Well, somebody's reactivated it, and I
think that's you.

No.

No, definitely not me.

You see, the, uh... The gun was stolen.

18 months ago.

Hey.

Good to see you back.

I had over -rested Terry Bilkin.

Interviewing him now, room two.

How's Kay?

Oh, she's fine.

And Abigail?

Well, she's too young to know what
happened, isn't she?

Well, that's a blessing.

Yeah.

I'm sorry.

What?

For what happened.

I'm just really sorry.

Yeah.

You said.

I don't expect you to believe it.

but I expect a jury to believe him.

You see, it made me mind Jack Thurford.
He was thinking about buying it.

So I drove it over to him, stopped off
to get some fare, came back to the car,

and guess what?

The car was broken into.

And you were there.

How do you feel about Joe Miller?

Well, he's not exactly in our favour, is
he?

Oh, really? Not even Barry?

I would have thought he would have been.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Come on, of course you do.

Barry and Joe had a relationship.

Joe ended that relationship, what, about
a year ago?

From what I hear, Barry was very broken
-hearted.

There was no relationship.

I suppose in your family, coming out
isn't easy.

My brother is not gay.

You know what, Terry?

I would love to be a fly on the wall
when your old man gets to find out.

Can't charge me, can you?

I think it's about time we were going,
don't you?

My brief tells me they've had Terry in.
Yeah, they've let him go.

Yeah, I heard.

Something about his gun.

Are you joking?

What? His gun?

Where's his head at?

I told him to get someone in to take
care of Joe Miller.

Wasn't his gun?

He thought Barry had got rid of it after
the duelist. Barry, not Terry, Barry.

I should have known.

He wants to prove something.

He's proved something, all right. He's
proved he's a fucking idiot.

He only wants to please you. If he
screws up again, he'll be imprisoning me

the next hell.

Tell Terry to get on one side.

And quickly.

He won't listen to Terry. He'll have to
listen to you.

Donna, I'm nearly 60.

If I go down for this, I ain't coming
out again.

Ever.

You were on the phone.

Yeah, I was talking to Kay and I...

I heard something.

Shots? You heard shots? Yeah, I heard
shots. I went to ground. I'm scared.

Don't worry about that. I'd have been
scared too, Sergeant.

Okay. You looked up. You looked to see
what it was. Yeah.

Who did you see?

I don't know, Mike.

What are the Billkins?

You just said that. No, I said it could
have been one of the Billkins. Oh, come

on, Dave.

They had balaclavas on, Mike. I didn't
see their faces.

They bloody saw you. No, they couldn't
have. I was down behind the car. There's

no way they could have seen me. Look.

Look, it's obvious. It's someone
somewhere.

told the Bilkins that I'd be there. It's
them that we should be looking for.

Dave, you really need to stay focused,
son. I've been chasing these bastards

20 years. I'm not going to start chasing
fucking phantoms. You know, that break

was right.

You are upset with the Bilkins.

Okay, Fudge.

Never mind.

Why don't you just go home?

I can understand how you're feeling.
Just go home.

You have no idea what I'm feeling, what
I've been through. You have absolutely

no fucking idea.

They took my wife and my kid, Mike.

Do you know what that's like, not being
able to protect your family, looking

over your shoulder every fucking second?

You want this to go away? You want it to
end? You give me what I need. Oh,

that's right. Oh, that's right, Mike,
because it's all about you, isn't it?

Not unless we serve Lenny Bilking's head
on a platter.

Well, fine.

It was Barry or Terry.

You choose.

Okay, that's enough. No, come on, Mike,
come on.

Barry or Terry, your choice. This is
better. I mean it!

You write whatever you want, Dan. I'll
cut my name to it, and I'm through with

it.

I'm through with it. I'm through with
being treated like shit, and I'm through

with being a copper.

Hey, hey, Satch, come on. No, I should
have done this years ago.

If you walk out, what are you? It's
like, what am I?

If you're not a cop, what are you?

A human being, Mike.

Evening, Wendy.

You know, I didn't think you'd have to
work.

I like to keep busy, which I am. Sophie
can make this quick, whatever it is.

She's here to talk about your husband.

The innocent man you tried to fit up for
murder.

Barry, um... ..had a relationship with
Joe Miller.

You don't seem surprised.

I don't see how my private life is any
of the police's concern.

Fair enough.

Absolutely.

The thing is, it's not just personal.
It's actually a bit of a mess.

I think that Barry asked Joe Miller to
be part of the jewellery raid.

Lucy, you can go home.

Why would he do that?

Get back together again?

That's sweet.

Oh, well, Miller said no. When the whole
thing started going wrong, he realized

he had an opportunity to take down not
just Barry, but the whole Bilken clan.

Wasn't much of a plan in the end, was
it?

I think about it.

Barry's got almost too many reasons to
want Miller dead.

Sounds like he got what he deserved.

What about you, Wendy? Did you get what
you deserved?

You could go down as an accessory to
murder, Wendy.

Is it worth it? Is he worth it?

You tell me what I need to know about
the Bilkins and I can protect you,

Help you put Barry away?

Yeah.

He has let you down, Wendy.

You owe him nothing. You owe them
nothing.

choices, I stand by them.

Boss, they found a Mondeo that was used
in the abduction of Kay and Abigail.

Burns out, of course, but they found a
petrol can nearby.

Managed to pull off some prints.

They showed up that's belonging to a
character named Johnny Howes. Yeah, what

did we know about him?

He's a jack -of -all -trades, been
involved in burglary, car theft, drug

dealing, ABH. He's been in and out of
prison.

Any connection to the Bilkins?

No, no, nothing that leaps out.

Hang on, the ABH?

Fabio Conte, you know who that is, don't
you?

The restauranteur that gave the Bilkins
their alibi.

Pull in this Johnny Holes.

I don't believe in coincidences.

Why should I go underground? I ain't
scared. Oh, big man, I'm really

Do you know the difference between being
brave and being fucking stupid?

Meaning what?

Meaning next time you shoot someone, why
don't you leave a nice handwritten

note, eh?

Yours truly, the Bilkins.

So everyone's in trouble.

Where are we going? There won't be a
next time. Look, this is your father's

decision. End of story.

Dad should concentrate on covering his
own end and let us take care of

Maybe when you're half the man your
father is, you can tell him so. Till

keep it shut.

You know, I'm getting pretty fucking
jarred by people telling me what to do.

You have to do what you want most of the
time.

Meaning what?

You know what.

You fucking... No, it's... Fucking silly
task.

Hey, hey.

Take it easy.

Oi. You should say sorry, Wendy. You're
way out of order.

Don't you protect him. It's about time
someone told him what's what. Get along,

Zoe. Why?

You think I like having that around my
kids?

It's disgusting.

Shut your mouth and leave it alone.

You can all leave it alone right now.

But we are this close to going down, all
of us.

I wish Lenny was back.

You have no idea how much I miss having
a real man about.

Now, we are a family.

Got it?

And we're going to start behaving like a
family. That means no more solo stunts,

no more fuck -ups, and we are going to
leave this place in half an hour.

So get patting!

So let's not mess about, Johnny, yeah?
Your fingerprints were found in a petrol

can in a wasteland in South London. The
petrol can had been used to torch a Ford

Mondeo that was used in an abduction.

So, do you mind telling me how your
prints got there?

Oh, yeah. I was, uh... just having to
pass in this wasteland and, uh...

I saw this burnt -out car.

And you were just passing?

Saw this burnt -out car.

There was a petrol can just lying there,
so I checked if it was empty, and it

was, and I went on my way.

What do you know about Kay and Abigail
Satchel?

I don't know.

Really? I think you do.

What's on your mind?

Usual things.

Man shot and cold blood in front of me,
my wife and daughter abducted in broad

daylight, you know.

Anyone would think it was you they'd
taken.

Try thinking about me and Abby for a
change, can you?

I can't think of anything else.

You know, if you let them get to you
like this, they have one.

Valencia Conte.

Name anything to you?

Let me refresh your memory.

You did six months for ABH on her
brother, Fabio. Now, Valencia, who, of

goes by the name Zoe Bilkin these days,
that's ringing any bells. I don't have

to say anything.

No, you don't, Johnny, but now that we
know your connection to the Bilkins, we

can bring them in, we can explain to
them how careless you've been in giving

your prints all over a petrol can and
then charge them with being accessories.

You can't do that.

Oh, yes, we can.

Hey,

they'll know me.

They probably will, yeah.

So why don't you just tell me about your
relationship with Zoe Bilkin?

Where did you meet her?

She lived in Leeds.

She went on this trip to London and she
met Teddy and...

When she went back north, Teddy followed
her.

And as soon as she fell for Teddy, her
parents were dead.

Her older brother, Fabio, he brought her
up.

When he found out that Teddy was already
married and Zoe was giving up all

things Italian, he went in shit.

So, Bilken got you to take care of the
brother?

No.

He took care of the brother.

Zoe took care of the brother.

She laid into him with his bit of
piping.

I was there and I took the rap for it.

Why?

It was worth it.

You know, normally it didn't bother me.
And I bought a house.

And Fabio, he got a stint in the
hospital and a restaurant, so... So,

you to kidnap Kay and Abigail Thatcher.

I did that myself.

It's nothing to do with them.

Okay.

You send me down.

I don't care.

You seen Mike?

No. I think he's gone.

You're looking late.

Yeah.

Oh, Dave?

I thought he was out of order earlier.

Oh, well, that's the way he usually
lived with it.

Or not, as the case may be.

How long have you been staying with us?

I've held a retrial.

You've been working on the Bilkins
for... How long is it now?

About a year.

I've got a present for Walker. It should
make you very happy as well.

How do you mean?

I know who shot Miller.

I remembered.

That's... that's great.

Are you going to ask me who it is?

Go on, then.

I'll save it for Mike.

He probably walked there. They always
do.

Who knows?

Maybe this time.

Yeah, well, I don't give a toss either
way.

I'm quitting the force.

Not my problem anymore.

It won't even let you sleep.

Hello. Must be nice to have your family
home.

Who is this?

Donna Bilkin.

Just wanted you to know it was nothing
personal and we'd like to make amends.

How?

I can pay you to lose your memory.

Nice tidy thumb.

To start your new life in style.

Get all the things your wife's always
dreamed of but could never afford on a

copper's pay.

What do you say?

I say let's talk.

Carol.

My consciousness is all in my office.

Oh, what's that?

Turns out, Satch, can I do the shooter
after all.

I know. He told me last night.

Looks like Mike's third degree worked
after all.

Yeah.

Satch.

You're back.

Things look different in the morning,
don't they?

Looks like we got the Bilkins, Carol.

Tell us, Satch.

Don and Bilkin called me up last night.

Offered me 50 grand to keep my mouth
shut.

Well, that's great.

We've got them now.

Yeah, but there's only one thing we
don't quite understand, Carol.

Satch tells me you were the only one he
told about remembering the shooter.

So who told Donna?

What's the going rate, Carol?

you tell me.

And I don't want to undersell myself.

I don't know what you're talking about.
You could have killed my child!

And my wife nearly lost her life!

And I don't care!

You! You!

Down to you, you fucking beggar!

There's nothing I can tell you. Well,
that's not going to help you much, is

Carol? I swear.

It was one way traffic.

I just gave them information.

They never told me anything. What about
the jewelers?

No.

I was as surprised as anyone. I'm sorry,
you're telling me that you've been in

bed with the Bilkins for how many months
and you're telling me that this is the

best that you can do?

Donna Bilken wants to meet with Dia
Satchel in a lay -by in Buckinghamshire.

Does that mean anything to you, Carol?

Of course.

Yeah, they think they have a safe house.

Near Tring, it was brought through one
of their holding companies. That's why

never shows up.

You'd better be telling me the truth.

I am, I am. I swear it.

I... I never wanted this to happen.

I hated every minute of it.

When they... They took his wife and kid.

Please tell him I'm sorry.

What the hell happened, Carol?

It was... It was my brother. He was
doing

some delivery for them.

Don't ask me how, but... He lost a
package.

Of drugs.

You know what they're like.

He was going to end up at the bottom of
the Thames.

She went to the other side.

They wanted a car index.

Some other guy who stepped out of line.

So I... I gave it to them.

And then they had you.

Why don't you talk to us? You don't
think we could help you with your

I was scared.

I didn't think.

You're not unique.

Most of us are offered it.

Some of us have the courage to say no.

I'm glad.

I'm glad it's over.

We do not have to do that.

We can walk them right now, Mike.

It's how it is, Roshi.

Satch could get killed.

His choice.

So the transmitter's in the farm. Come
on. Kay is pregnant.

Because of the Belkin, she nearly was.

Yeah? And if it's a set -up, you're dead
the second you walk through that door,

Satch. I got armed officers trailing
into the nearby.

There's another unit on standby at the
Tring house. He's well covered.

I'm taking the risk, Roshi.

I want to finish this today. Then we'll
lose sense.

Ready?

Yeah.

Let's go.

The Coppola saw you shoot Miller.

So he's going to pick him up.

It's my word against this. Why can't you
just say thank you to us for tidying

things up for you, eh?

Okay, fair enough.

Let me take care of him. No, Terry and
I'll do it. Why?

Why can't I do it? I've done Miller,
didn't I? Don't start, Barry.

I've got time for this.

I'm doing this my way. Come on!

Tell.

I hope you've got the chops for it,
brother.

What's that?

Best guy at six, right?

Yeah. It's not going to hurt anyone, and
I'd rather not take any chances.

OK. Get in.

Give me a phone.

Phone.

Shit, the phone's gone dead. She must
have found it. I'll give the order to

in. Why?

It's just Zoe. We can take her.

No, no, no. We wait till we get to the
house.

I'll take it, Eva. You're going to be
okay.

You're on our side now.

They're heading for the safe house.

All units, stand by.

Okay, move in. Now, Mike. No, not yet.

Mike. Please, I've got a really bad
feeling about this. This is such a life

we're screwing with here. It's his
bloody choice, Woodshane.

Because he's as fucked up about the
Bilkins as you are.

I've had enough of this. I'm getting him
out of there.

All units... I'm the senior officer.

I make the decisions.

Not you.

She's changed direction. She's heading
into the woods.

Where are we going?

You'll stop.

It's all clear.

What are you doing here?

It's family business.

You got the money?

Well,

that was the arrangement.

Do you think we're stupid?

You're quitting the force. You're no use
to us.

Why are we here then?

What do you think?

Nice and quiet.

No one around.

No eyewitnesses.

That was your big mistake.

If you hadn't have been at that gym.

There you were.

You bastard! You cheating bastard! I'll
have you for this! I think you're

confusing me with Charles! Shut up!

Sir Terry killed Wilson and Miller. Is
that right, Donna?

Barry came along for the ride.

He's dead because of Barry!

Double murder, Barry?

That's life with no remission. I ain't
plotting no one.

Really?

That's not what your mama says.

You ain't walking anywhere, son.

I planned the robbery.

I shot Colin Wilson.

I ordered the murder of Joe Miller.

And I accept responsibility for
everything.

Believe it, Lenny, it just won't work.

Miller! I gave it a statement.

Wilson, Miller, admits them both.

Said you were present at Wilson's
killing.

But he says the jewellery robbery was
his idea from the start.

Why did you do it, Lenny?

Had you done for much smarter than that?

I had to protect my boys.

She'd be able to do it.

Don't know.

Wendy told her.

She came to see me.

Why didn't you just put a stop to it?

He knew it was a mistake from the go.

With respect, do you have children,
Superintendent?

Yeah. Do you?

They never listened, kids.

They would have gone ahead with it, no
matter what I said.

Barry wanted it.

He wanted to show me that he could do
it.

That he could be the man.

Or a man.

Yeah, you knew about that. Of course I
fucking do. I'm not blind. I'm his dad.

Nothing changes that.

Stupid bastard.

He didn't think I'd want to know him
unless he could lodge you on the street.

Wonder who he got that from.

It doesn't matter now.

Sorry, sir. There's no smoking in here.