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Another woman's been murdered, and we didn't know about it for five months.

Well, no further forward than we were on day one.

The only way we're going to catch this bastard is if he slips up. We've got

another one, Gav.

She's alive.

You say you want to finish it, and every time you keep coming back.

I suppose you've been with her, have you?

Bastard!

Mowbray, I want him out.

I want you to take me off the inquiry.

Afternoon, sir.

All right?

Can I ask you what you're doing out here, sir?

I'm waiting for my daughter. Why?

And what's her name?

What?

Well, you've been seen hanging around out here by a local resident.

And what she's done, she's given us a call, and we've come down to see what

you're up to.

Well, like I said, I'm waiting for my daughter.

She's been away on holiday.

You've not been with her on holiday?

No, she was with her mother.

But don't give me a hard time on the job.

You can prove that, can you? Yes, I can.

I'm waiting for my daughter. Her name's Paula Mowbray. My name's Jack Mowbray, D

.C. Jack Mowbray.

I'm on leave at the moment from the M4 inquiry.

Well, in that case, you'll understand why we want to get things straight.

Yeah, of course.

Look, I haven't got my warrant card with me.

All right. Well, here's what we'll do, Jack.

If you just want to step into the vehicle, we'll run a check.

Now, have you got any other form of identification on you? Hang on.

Paula! Paula!

Great.

So, did you have a good time? Yeah, it was fine.

Both chief constables believe the time has come for fresh expertise.

They've asked me to consider bringing in someone from the OCG at New Scotland

Yard.

I'm telling you this now so at least you have a little time to come to terms

with it.

It's no reflection on... Ronnie!

I know the speech backwards. Give me some credit.

If you're firing me, it needs to be man enough to take the responsibility.

It was discussed at the very... Don't crack it up. It's somebody else's

decision. At the very highest level. I have warned you.

They've been concerned... The brass do what you tell them.

Yes. All right, it was partly me. It had to be. That's my job.

We're 20 months in.

You've had the helm on this side of the water for ten of those months.

Six women dead.

One in a persistent vegetative state.

An investigative team, disillusioned, exhausted, and now, to my mind, badly

adrift for want of direction.

Three million pounds of taxpayers' money, and are we any nearer to... We're

building a picture!

Well, let me build you another.

A complaint from the parents of Laura Wadey's boyfriend against us. The whole

business of your innocent victim remark. I withdrew that. The damage was done.

Two pending private prosecutions for wrongful arrest and harassment. A

reconstruction of Anne Colfax's last known movements, which quite frankly

us look like a laughing stock.

I won't accept that.

Well, I'm sure there's quite a few things I'm saying you don't accept.

If you've got a result...

Then any mistakes along the way would have been overlooked happily, but...

Believe me, this really doesn't give me any pleasure.

I'm not talking about letting you go entirely.

You'll be kept on for a handover period, but, and I'm afraid I have to stress

this, in a purely advisory capacity.

So... I'll step down as S .I .O.? At the end of this week, yes.

I see.

Do we have any idea who's... Not yet, no.

There's a couple of contenders, but... They want to get it right.

Derek, I'm very sorry it had to come to this.

I really did support you as far as I could.

The weekend, then.

Go and get out your school stuff.

I picked her up.

Stuart.

Practice.

Well, thanks for dropping in. Sal, we need to... I can't.

Look, it's difficult.

There are things we need to talk about, you know there are.

You're not here.

I've only been back a minute.

Stuart starts back at school tomorrow when I'm at the shop, so I'll call you

something. Well, when?

When after a minute tonight, please I've got to go

You got governor

Oh,

do

you wanna know this is fine

When I'm right, did it?

Mr. Stocks?

I was talking to Eddie, his driver.

Brings you had him up in London first thing.

Yard, apparently.

I asked him what it was about.

He said he thought it was probably budgetary related.

Not that he'd known, necessarily.

Everything happens for a reason, doesn't it?

Never mind stocks.

Don't you worry about stocks. I can deal with stocks.

He's never had to carry anything like this.

Not like I have.

But if he thinks... I was put on this planet for a purpose.

Take those people out there.

If one of those boats went over, we'd be in there.

Wouldn't we?

You and me sitting here.

Wouldn't just be you and me sitting here then, would it?

We'd have been here.

For a reason.

It's the same with this.

Yeah, of course.

Don't you worry about seeing me back, Jim.

Call it a day.

Well, it's no problem coming up.

Things to think about.

Off you go.

hear me.

I'm on my knees, sweetheart.

You know who he was.

You saw him.

He probably talked to you.

If you could just... Our father, which art in heaven, hallowed be thy

name. Thy kingdom come.

On earth, as it is in heaven, give us this day.

Did you talk to him?

I need to know.

If you could just give me a sign.

Any kind of sign.

Please.

Please, help me.

Sally. You never called.

I didn't get a chance.

I hardly slept.

How many nights didn't I sleep?

They didn't come here for an argument.

You get an hour for lunch, don't you?

You think an hour's going to do it, do you?

I haven't seen you in two weeks.

This is doing my head in.

You should have thought about that.

Yeah, I know I should have thought about it, but... But if this is it, if you

want a divorce... I didn't say divorce.

Look, Jack, I am not going to discuss our future if we've got one standing

inside a shoe shop.

Well, come home, then.

I'll have 40 minutes.

Well, tonight.

But not at Gwen's.

Come over.

Will you be there?

Of course I'll be there. What do you expect me to be?

I don't know what happens to your plans, Jack.

What about the job?

I'm off it.

Didn't bother to tell you.

I took myself off the inquiry two weeks ago on Compassion.

About half seven.

You will come?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'll come.

What's your game, then?

I've been attacked.

I've been stabbed.

I stopped seeing her.

I stopped seeing her before you left.

I don't even know why I did it in the first place now. I don't want to know

details.

You know, I can't even leave the house without...

putting on the radio or the TV because I can't bear to come back to a silent

home.

Sally, will you come back?

to come back?

If I can come back, not to how it was.

It'll be different.

Things are different.

Only because you're not working.

Yeah, well, I don't think I can do the job anymore.

I've got to find something else, anything.

You can't change what you are.

No, no.

I might look for something in training.

But at least I know now that my main responsibility is to you and the kids.

And I'm no good to them or you if I'm like this.

I even thought about becoming a lollipop man.

Don't think about it. You've only got to get kids across the road twice a day

and the rest of the time between nine and four is your own.

Free yellow coat.

All that fresh air.

Jack.

I saw her.

I saw her.

I saw it.

Who did you see?

Laura.

I wanted to help her.

I wanted to bring her back.

Give her the kiss of life.

I see her.

I've seen her every time I close my eyes for the last ten months.

I know when you see her, you see her the way that she was in the video, but when

I see her... I see her the way she was in the room.

Oh, shit.

I'll get it.

Jack,

one, two.

Hi, mate.

How's things down, OK?

Yeah. Do you want a drink?

No, no, I...

We've made an arrest this afternoon.

It's Jackson.

It looks very good, red -handed or as near as, but there's still a way to go.

We've had a go at him, not got very far, so Henderson's asked... Well, what he's

asked me to do is come and have a word with you, see if there's any way you

might see yourself clear.

We're up against the clock, Jack.

On me?

Well, you brought him in first time.

You found a way into him. And look what good it did me.

Henderson threw him back. That was then.

He's your body, Jack.

Don't ask me to do this, Mon. I can't.

I wouldn't be any good to you.

You know what this has done to me.

Yes, I do.

I know what it's done to all of us, to everyone.

Extra mile, Jack.

We need a confession.

You're the man to get it.

I know that.

Well, can I get a few things straight in my head first?

So, he picks up this hitchhiker at Leigh, Delaware this morning.

She's on her way to Pembrokeshire.

St David's, yes.

He says he can take her as far as Junction 48, only he pulls off at 47.

Under the pretext he's got a delivery in the Gower.

By this time, she's rattled and she's got a lock knife open under a coat.

Just as well as it turned out.

He takes her round the back of this derelict office.

At Gowerton.

At Gowerton. He pulls up and he whacks down the central locking.

She sticks him in the leg and arm, cuts his hands, he tries to grab the blade,

then she bails out and legs it. He gets two miles up the road, he crashes.

The Welsh traffic police turn up, put two and two, and here we are.

And his office says he had no delivery in Gowerton.

But they did have a contract with a company there, but it went bust six

ago. So he knew it'd be empty, see?

You can get him on that.

And the other women, eh, Monk? All of them within a mile or so of a Vendex

Except Laura Wadey.

So all we've got is the fact that he's picked up this girl, he's taken her

somewhere out of the way, and he's locked the car's doors.

I mean, he hasn't touched her.

Well, he didn't get the chance.

There's still no weapon.

We'll find it. Mark my words, God knows what else beside.

We're searching it out as we speak.

So far, we've recovered a good deal of stolen credit cards.

But not the one belonging to Janine Wells.

The one that was used in the pizza place where Laura Wadey worked. No, not yet,

but we're turning the place inside out. And his work.

This derelict office he's taken, surrounding streets.

I've also got a team hunting down his old car, the blue 405.

But I don't want you to think about any of that.

Whatever forensic evidence we might find, put that to one side.

It's a confession that we need.

Sorry, sir. It's Mr Stocks for you.

How's your hand now, then, Bobby?

It's still hurt.

You've seen the doctor.

Is there anything else we can do for you? Have you charged her yet?

We're still talking to her about it.

I thought you might like to talk to us about it.

I gave her a lift.

And she's repaid me by trying to rob and murder me.

And I've been arrested.

I'm the injured party.

All right, Bobby.

You're on your way down to Tlinetli, yeah? That's right.

Then why go down to Gowerton? You didn't have a delivery there.

I don't know. You ask her. She said it was a shortcut.

What, to Pembrokeshire?

She's from New Zealand, Bobby.

What would she know about the roads?

She might know about them.

She might know the area. She might not be telling you.

But she wouldn't know as much about them as you do, would she?

I don't know Gowerton.

You can make deliveries to an office at Gowerton.

At Park Hill.

Well, yeah, I know the way to that office.

I know the way to Gowerton.

But I don't know Gowerton.

I deliver all over, but I don't know all over.

But you know that Gowerton is on the way to Pembrokeshire, don't you?

So when she suggested a shortcut, you'd have known that she was wrong, wouldn't

you?

Anyway, Park Hill's closed now, so what would I want to go there for?

Oh, I don't know, Bobby. You tell me.

I don't know what you mean by that remark.

What I mean is I don't think you're telling me the whole truth about that

woman. Yes, I am.

Yes, I am.

What you're saying, Bobby, doesn't make any sense.

Oh, sure, up then.

You see, if you can't convince me that you're telling me the whole truth...

absolute nonsense.

I've nothing else to say.

It's all made up, mate. If you can't convince me, then believe me, it's going

be a whole lot harder for you. Later on, I'm going to start asking you questions

about the other women that I think you've had in your car.

All right, Bobby.

All right, all right.

We're going to give you a little break now.

We found mags and videos.

A porn exchange going on. Nasty stuff.

and more credit cards at his home and at Vendex.

He's in a scam with the other drivers, buy a stolen card, charge petrol to it

and claim the cash back from Vendex.

As for his cars, the white ones had its seats changed and been steam cleaned.

Chances of finding anything from the blue one are slim.

We've also done a check on this Cindy Brakespear. Very solid, very level

-headed. Been on to Christchurch, no form.

Engaged to be married, couldn't ask for more. Model citizen.

Who carries a lock knife? Yeah, which probably saved her life.

Anyway, getting ahead of myself.

Tell us, Jack, how's he shaping up?

Well, I could do with some hard facts to put to him. We'll keep him coming.

Don't worry, as soon as we have them.

Having said that, there's the marked difference between the man I spoke to

months ago and the man I just saw. He is definitely rattled. I'll say.

Of course he is.

You've got him on the ropes, haven't you, Jack?

Well, I don't know about the ropes, Gump. We're still having to tread

He's very good on the where's and when's, but... Anything to do with women

sex, and then it's... Subject closed, eh? I don't know, he's prim, prudish.

We'll get a psychologist in.

For the father, as well as himself.

Give us a character assessment.

If we've got the time. Right.

Well, I'm just looking at the clock.

I don't want you boys worrying about that.

Mr Stocks and myself will find you the time.

I just want you to keep focused.

Get your heads down, 40 winks while he's having his break.

I'll need another 36 hours.

Oh, you'll get them.

Don't worry.

You've given me no choice but to get them. But, Derek, if it's not there, if

there's nothing incriminating it at home, its place of work or any other of

locations in the British Isles that you're systematically taking apart,

not going to find it, however long it takes.

Are you?

It's not mine.

The blue 405.

How can you tell it's blue? It's all grey.

Everything's grey.

Are there a ways, Bobby?

Believe me.

It's blue.

It's not mine.

I've never been down there.

What did you say, what?

Of Shelton. Now,

are you sure that isn't your car?

No, I've told you.

My client has answered the question.

Thank you very much, Mr Talbot.

OK, Bobby.

Let's talk about your new car.

The white one.

The one that you were driving yesterday.

Do you have its theme cleaned on a regular basis?

I wouldn't say regular.

If it gets untidy, I do like to give it a proper go on over, though, yes.

Taking up the carpets, going under the dash, the whole shebang.

That's a day's work, isn't it?

Job's worth doing.

But you changed the seats.

Why did you do that?

They weren't very comfortable in the hot weather.

Vinyl. And these new seats, where did they come from?

Just a man, one of the lodgers.

He found them for me.

And the old one?

What happened to them?

He'd have got rid of them.

He being?

Oh, I'm not sure I remember.

I think he might have been from Scotland.

Scotland? Somewhere like that.

Let's go back to the car that you had before.

The blue one. You got rid of it, didn't you?

I mean, it was only ten years old and you took it to the breakers. Why did you

do that?

I had a white one.

Well, why not sell it?

As a matter of fact, the engine had gone, as you must know.

And those cars run for what?

Sixteen or seventeen years, don't they?

One of the lodgers told me that I could run it using second -hand diesel oil

instead of the normal, for cheapness.

You wouldn't have done your engine any favours, would you? I found that out,

didn't I?

Well, she told me that at the time.

Was that all that was wrong with it?

The courtesy light went at one point. Had to have that fixed.

The squirters, they were always getting clogged up.

All right. Apart from the squirters and the courtesy light, did you ever have an

accident in it?

No.

I'll tell you why I'm so interested in this car of yours, shall I?

If you want.

A year ago, two women were murdered in Wales.

Janine Wells and Iris Thorpe.

On both occasions, eyewitnesses said they saw a car just like yours, same

same model, in the vicinity at the time the murders took place.

Last July, a pizza delivery bike was involved in a hidden run with a car just

like yours in Bristol.

200 yards away, a woman, Patricia Roberts, had just been murdered.

Now, that car would have tiny particles of paint on it from the delivery bike,

however small, however microscopic.

They'll still be there.

Do you see what I'm trying to say, Bobby?

The man that was driving that car was more than likely the man that murdered

Patricia Roberts and the two Welsh women.

I can't see what it's going to do with them in Wales.

Well, the other thing that these murders have in common is traces of motor oil

found in the dead women.

In their wounds.

A rare type of motor oil.

Here's the key to all of this, Bobby.

You see, it's got tiny bits of history written all over it.

This is all very interesting, Constable, but unless you've actually got

something to ask... You need the car, though, to find all that out about this.

Well, actually, we've got the car.

Or at least, we've got your car.

Do you remember telling me before Christmas that it would be the size of a

suitcase by now? You found that quite funny to remember.

Yeah, well, it's been crushed.

Oh, yeah, it's been crushed, Bobby.

But not in the way that you think.

It's been flattened, not cubed.

You know, folded in on itself.

A bit like pressing a flower.

Everything's flat.

But exactly the same as it was when it went in. And all we have to do is...

unflatten it.

I wasn't driving that car all the time.

I did lend it to people.

People out of my dad's house.

But I can't remember all their names.

Well, that's okay.

Forensic science.

Amazing what they can do these days.

The hair here, the fibre there.

Tiny particles of red paint that we can match with a piece of delivery bike.

A smear of engine oil.

A drop of blood.

Oh, and of course there's the other car.

The white one. The one that you were driving yesterday.

The one that you like to keep so clean.

We're examining that.

Can you imagine if we find some evidence in that car as well as the one that you

had crushed?

If you ever killed Laura Wade, you didn't walk away without blood on him.

It would have been impossible.

But I know.

I saw her.

I saw how much blood was in that room and I think you saw that room too.

And I don't care how carefully you cleaned that car or how often. If you

one drop, one splash, we'll find it.

You see, I think the time's coming, Bobby, when you're going to have to

thinking very carefully about all of this.

Because when we find that evidence, and it is a case of when, not if, how's it

going to look if you've been denying it all the time?

Pushing it a lot. Nothing else to push.

Opposition, Jack.

Until the evidence comes in, if it comes in, we haven't got it. I know it's ifs

and buts, but it's what we've got, and it produced the motor on. If it's the

same motor? Yeah, and if it's the same motor, then he's put his hands up to it

on tape.

Um, I'll see you in a bit.

OK.

How's it going?

I haven't got a clue, literally.

I, um... I heard your wife's back then.

Not exactly, no.

Oh?

Monty said she was.

Sorry, I don't suppose you want to go into it now, do you?

No, not really. Okay.

Well, we're all behind you, if it helps.

I think that's what worries me the most.

We've got the extension.

Not 36, though, 24.

Or 16, really.

We can nap.

What do you reckon, eh? This time tomorrow.

Covered in glory, covered in shit.

They still get their story either way, though, don't they?

I thought I was on a nice little number there.

Driving the old man around.

This guy sits up.

You'll survive.

Yeah, I suppose.

Women, children and Jim Bolton first.

Well, you've got to, haven't you?

Best of luck, Jack.

Cheers.

Have you ever been to Pete's the Pallet in Providence Street?

No. Are you sure about that?

If I want cheese and tomato on toast, I'll make cheese and tomato on toast at

home. That's all pizza is, isn't it?

You see, I think you were there last November.

You can think what you like.

Have you got a credit card, Bobby?

No. But you've used somebody else's credit card before now, haven't you? You

know I have.

You see, I think you used somebody else's credit card that night in

A credit card belonging to a woman called Janine Wells.

I didn't.

What about the credit cards we found in your room?

They're not mine.

If you've handled them, they'll be print.

They might be. I found them in one of the lodger's rooms.

To be honest, Bobby, this is all wearing a bit thin.

This lodger, that lodger, names you can't remember.

You know, we're talking to all of them.

We'll track them down, every last one of them.

Do you know what you sound like, Mr Mulberry?

You sound like a man who's trying to pretend that he's got more cards in his

hand than he really has.

A minute, Jack.

Gov? In there. Go on, come back in.

This is just between you and me.

No one else knows yet.

I've just heard from Lambeth.

The white car's clean.

Not a hair.

No blood.

Nothing. Not a shred of evidence.

As for the Persia, no pain that they can find.

Oil, mightn't.

Mightn't be the kind of stuff.

Not enough, Jack.

To get this up the deck, I need a confectioner.

You're not going to get a confectioner. No, no.

I'm not.

You are.

I can't. No.

Don't use that word.

One last throw of the dice, Jack.

Shit or bust.

What do I ask him, huh?

What was there left to say?

Find something.

Look, I brought you back in out of the cold for this. Remember?

Your little hobby horse.

Your hunch.

I've done what you asked me to do six months ago.

Six months ago? You pushed me to let him go. I mean, were you wrong then?

Or are you wrong now?

You knew he'd done it, didn't you?

I don't know.

Ten minutes ago out there, I thought, yeah, it's you.

It's you, you bastard.

Just now going over it again.

Make it in, Jack.

Make it in.

What if he didn't do it?

We're not going to get another extension.

Not on what we've got. We have to face that reality.

At the end of this next session, we're going to have to decide, one way or the

other, charge him or let him go.

And we're going to have to make that decision...

on what we've got. We'll get a confession.

With all due deference to Jack and Trevor, I want to look at this worst

Derek.

We've nothing from either of the vehicles to time in. We've got the oil.

Not enough, not on its own. There's no weapon.

And if we're talking worst case, there's no statement from the young woman to

the effect he even had one.

Same thing with the credit card business. We've got cards, yes, but not

card. And without that, we can't time into the pizza parlour or Laura Wadey.

We can suppose that it's not enough.

All right, we've got previous on him.

We've got the fact that all the attacks, bar one, were close to locations he

would have been to through his job, though not necessarily on the dates in

question. Given time, we might be able to firm that up a little. We might not.

Character, yes, ample.

Personality defects, aplenty. But when it comes down to it, we're deadlocked.

might believe it's him on what we've got, but is it going to be good enough

a jury?

I think we're going to have to be bold, Ronnie.

Chuck him back now.

We're never going to get a chance like this again.

We could put him under observation.

Watch his every move.

We're already looking at two cases of wrongful arrest, harassment.

Monty? Let him sue.

What about you, Trevor?

I know it's him.

I know it's him, but on what we've got?

Jack?

I want to tell you something about some of the dead women.

Four of them were mothers.

Did you know that?

Iris Thorpe had two kids, a boy and a girl, four and six.

Patricia Roberts had three, one of them only a baby.

Dawn Paraceli's not dead.

But she'll never hear her daughter's voice again, will she?

Oh, and Janine Wells had a little boy of eight called Robert, funnily enough.

It's a terrible thing to grow up without a mother.

But, of course, you know that, don't you, Bobby?

And how old were you when your mother left you? Seven years old, wasn't it?

You've seen all the things that you've said to me, Bobby.

I've not heard anything that made me think that you actually care about those

women.

Six dead women.

Six motherless children.

All those ruined lives.

I've not heard one word of sympathy.

See, I don't believe that you don't care.

Not a man whose own mother walked out on him when he was seven years old. I

mean, how did you feel?

Scared?

Lonely? Afraid?

Angry?

Just like those children are feeling now.

You see, if you'd known that those women had children, you'd never have done it,

would you?

You'd never have done it, would you?

You can't try that out.

You're trying to trick me into saying, no, I wouldn't, and then you'll say I

it. That's what you're trying to do. I'm not stupid.

My hand's hurting. Could I have a break?

In fact, I've been thinking, I don't think they should ask people questions.

know, all that stuff he's been saying about what I've been doing, I don't

he should ask me about any of it until I'm better.

Actually, you forget I was very badly injured only two days ago.

I mean, you know, look at this.

I was attacked by a lady in my own car.

Ronnie!

We've got him.

Lambeth. About another go at the blue car.

I've found a hair.

Not Jackson's. Thine.

Woman's. A hair? If it's from one of our girls, it could be everything we need.

How soon will we know?

They got out on the fast track for DNA.

How soon?

A few days, a week at the outside.

We have to decide now.

It's enough.

Is it?

Jack.

You gave it your best shot.

Well then, my call.

Who's I know?

It's down through here.

I've told them everything I know, Mr. Talbot.

Stand there, please.

Robert Peter Jackson, you are charged that on or before 18th of July last, you

did murder Patricia Roberts, the 23B Walton Road, Bristol.

That is, go through the common law and engage the peace.

I didn't do it. You don't have to say anything unless you wish to do so. I

him. But it may harm your defence if you fail to mention something now which you

later come to rely on in court. Mr Talbot, tell them. You are further

with attempted abduction of Cindy Louise Breakspear of Pahau Road,

Christchurch, New Zealand.

On Wednesday the 16th of June. I didn't do anything. You don't have to say

anything unless you wish to do so.

I was going to ask you... It may harm your defence if you fail to mention

something now that you later come to rely on court.

Do you understand the charges?

I wanted to touch me on my down below.

I wanted to touch me down below.

Don't laugh.

Don't laugh.

That's all it is.

That's all it is.

Delighted, naturally.

Delighted and relieved. And, of course, grateful that we were granted what

proved to be a crucial period of extended custody.

What's the atmosphere like in the infant room now, Mr. Henderson?

The investigation was set up to investigate the brutal murder of several

Obviously, my officers are mindful of that.

And I think now is the time for all of us to reflect upon those tragic victims,

on their families and on their loved ones.

But I think we can all take comfort in the fact that a man has now been

Thank you very much. When I was invited to lead this inquiry, I began with

confidence.

I believed we could do it.

It was only a matter of time.

A matter of time indeed.

In the end, we delivered.

You can all hold your heads high.

I'm proud.

Prouder than I can say to have been a part of this team.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you all.

Grab yourself a beer, mate.

I'd look in for a few moments.

Jim, get me this goat, whatever is happening.

Half a bitter, please.

Are you sure you want one of mine? No, no, no. Lots to do.

A pint of lager, please.

Well, we got him.

However long it took, whatever it cost us, we did it.

That makes it all worth it.

Yeah. You can put a smile on your face.

Margaret. No, don't say that.

It won't make it any better.

I'm back to me old Nick on Monday.

And don't say your phone either, because you know you won't. In fact, I'd rather

you didn't.

It hurt, Jack.

But I'm a big girl.

I chalk it up to experience, eh?

You two love birds getting on, don't you?

I have to stand your new boys down, I suppose.

My replacement?

What was it you said about the team?

Disillusioned, was it?

Exhausted?

Adrift for want of leadership?

You should have had a bit more faith.

Fortuitous, well.

Excuse me?

Jackson landing in your lap when he did.

You could argue that we flushed him out.

David in the room, to make a mistake, lulled him into a false sense of

Can we put a lid on this, please, Derek?

Now.

Really, I don't want to spoil your evening.

There you go, sir.

I'll open it up a bit for you.

Thank you very much.

Good turnout, anyway.

Yes.

Nothing like a decent drop of ale, is there?

No.

Get him a taxi.

Do you know the law?

Well, I know a bit.

What about it?

No, no, no, no, Martha. Bless you. No, no. It's a region in France.

On the road.

We've got one, thanks.

Drink and be merry for tomorrow.

He's not dropped in a flop yet, has he?

Not till we get out of the Bailey. Well, not even then. Not till 12 good men and

three. Glad we got the right man, then.

Yes.

I never said eggs.

Oh, does that matter?

Don't piss me about, please, Monty.

All right, listen.

What did you think when he went to bits in company?

I felt sorry for him. Pity.

I wanted to help him.

And?

Yeah, and then afterwards, I thought, what pity did he ever show any of those

women?

He doesn't deserve help. Right, so there's no doubt.

Did he think?

So it doesn't matter how we got there, does it? How many noses got bloody, does

it?

Wait, wait.

Forget it.

He used me.

You know he did. I know he did.

He threw me into the lines and he brought me back at the 11th hour for

To pay the full guy in case the wheels fell off.

He used me.

You're going to be keeping in touch with Margaret, are you?

Let's not get into who used who.

Glass out, is Jack.

Let it go.

Lovely. I'll tell you what. Can they carry a tune or what? Can they carry

a tune or what? Profound.

Thank you.

Piss.

Jack.

I thought you'd gone.

Glad you haven't. I just wanted to say no hard feelings.

You let me down, Doc.

I want you to know there's still a place for you on this team.

You're still family, all right?

Oh, Jack.

What do you mean, no?

I've just told you, it's all right. You let me down. You let me down very badly.

But let's forgive and forget.

I'm offering you the olive of friendship.

Yeah, we know where you can stick it.

Oh, and I've got my own family, thanks very much.

Well, you just hold on. I let you down.

Forgive and forget.

Go home.

You're drunk.

You've got the nerve to call me.

You're nothing.

Nobody. Just a bloody little office boy.

Can you drive Mr. Henderson home, please? I want him out. I want him out,

Ronnie.

Do you know what I think, Derek?

I think success has gone to your head.

Is it him?

Yeah.

You don't seem too sure.

No, it's him.

It's not going to be easy getting it to stick, but it's him.

You all right, then?

About that, yeah.

I want you back, Sam.

I want them back. Jack, don't.

I'm not talking about tomorrow.

But we can't throw all this away.

It's too early.

I love you, Sally.

I know that isn't always enough.

But I do love you.