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So...

Sure again.

You should get a season ticket.

Thanks, love.

Yeah, that's all.

Hey, you're back again.

Did you miss me? No.

Okay, well then.

Do you want any extras?

No.

What's the matter? Don't you feel up to it today?

No, I'm always up for it.

It's just that you said you'd do something else for me, remember?

Did you get anywhere with Eva?

You don't give up, do you?

Well, I've got to earn a living. If you're into close personal protection,

you've got to have someone to protect.

Take it easy.

Look, Eva doesn't need any protection.

She's got plenty.

Yeah, but I'm multi -talented.

I can guard doors.

I can break them down.

Yeah, well, we get enough of that from the old Bill.

You've got a lot of raids in here, do you?

Yeah, I bet they're in and out of here all the time, aren't they?

You will get me into trouble.

I know how to deal with vice if they're giving you grief.

Ah, well, it's not the vice, it's the drug lot.

Right, that is you done.

20 quid, please.

Here you go.

And, um... Here.

You ever need a shoulder to cry on?

Security consultant.

Nice.

What's up, big boy?

What's it look like?

Well, it looks like you got lumbered.

What's that smell? Baby oil?

It's part of me cover.

How's it going with advisory?

Low -level stuff. I don't know why I bother.

Join the club.

Still can't get near the bird who's running.

Must be hard to go to work in the mornings.

It's hard most of the day.

You should get yourself a proper girlfriend.

How do you mean?

One you don't have to pay for.

You always end up paying.

I hear they get you putting up shelves.

Institutionalised prostitution, isn't that what they call it?

What, undercover work?

No, marriage.

Hey.

It's all right. I'll carry the shopping.

Here. Watch her.

How's it going?

Eh, good, boss.

You don't know how lucky you are. They're lovely kids.

Hello.

Bad news?

No, should it be?

It usually is when you turn up.

She's starting to like me.

Even if Ben, they're all day.

Oh, yeah, sorry, I just need an inside track.

What would your old drug squad be doing in a house of massage parlours and

brothels?

I don't know.

Some kind of narcotics connection.

Let's never have a fight.

I thought you'd been finished by now.

Right, well, I'll leave you to it.

Bye. See you. See you, mate. See you.

My baby, all.

Looks like you had a good week.

Looks like you did, too.

Have you had any more trouble on that lot?

Given any more grief?

No. The message has got around.

After what you did to the last lot who tried it on?

Yeah, well, they'll be picking glass out of their faces for a few weeks yet.

What about my money?

What about it?

You can't leave without paying.

Who's going to stop me?

What are you going to do, call the police?

I need the money.

What for, more junk?

No, to live.

Don't look at me for handouts, darling.

What are you doing?

Prince takes his time, doesn't he?

Yeah, more than two minutes must be a record for him.

Neil, come on!

You owe me this.

Keep your filthy hands off it.

I'll go and get him.

I said give it back.

Neil,

what have you done?

He tried to steal my money.

What is this gonna look like?

What can it do, eh?

Of course, we sympathize with your concerns, Mr. Watson.

But the coroner's verdict was accidental overdose.

What about the fractured skull?

A fall while under the influence.

Death by misadventure.

Misadventure?

What does that mean?

Do you have a daughter?

That's not really the point.

I think it's exactly the point. If the same thing happened to your daughter,

you'd want a lot more done about it.

The report from the two attending officers seems pretty conclusive.

Yes, well, I just don't believe it. I don't care what those two detectives

Are you suggesting that they're lying?

I thought she was waitressing to pay her way through college.

I didn't know how she earned her money, but I do know that she would never, ever

inject drugs.

She was afraid of needles ever since she's had a...

MMR jabs when she was five.

Mr. Watson, you must understand that you're making a very serious allegation

against officers of the local drug squad.

I just want to find the truth about my daughter.

We'll make some more investigations and get back to you as soon as we can.

In the meantime, I'd appreciate it if you would not speak to members of the

press.

It's clear that we're looking at a highly organized vice ring here.

Most of the girls work out of six or seven properties, hostels, B &Bs. I

with the land registry.

It seems that they're held by a property company registered in Jersey owned by

one Eva Richardson.

Now, I've been undercover for over two months in this place.

I still can't get anyone to admit to having met her. Nobody seems to know

she lives. But it's clear that it's her who's running this group of girls.

Now, we're talking a couple of hundred punters a day, average 50 quid a pop.

That's an annual turnover of over three million.

So, prostitution's a billion -dollar business, even with a player.

What's this got to do with the local drug squad?

Apart from the fact that they just happened to turn up after Elaine caught

measles. Apart from that?

Well, I checked the logs for drug squad seizures over the past five years. It

appears they've hit every massage parlour, strip club and brothel with the

exception of Eva's.

You imply that Eva has police protection?

Even if her girls don't.

We've had the result of the second post -mortem.

Toxicology confirmed that Elaine Watson died of a massive reaction to a heroin

and ketamine mix.

But hair samples indicate this was her first experiment with Class A drugs.

Now, I've spoken to the Complaints Authority, and they want us to launch an

internal investigation.

You turn this into a blue -on -blue?

And you want me to go undercover against me old squad?

Liam, if you feel there's a conflict of interest... I can always partner Garth

with someone else.

I'd have to come up with a good cover story to get me busted back.

Right, I'm going to keep my face on the street, mix it with the girls and see if

I can't find the connection between Eva and the drug squad. Yeah, you always get

the tough jobs, don't you?

Come on, mate. You left the drug squad five years ago. Most of your lot have

moved on by now.

Yeah, most of them.

All clear.

Have fun.

Keep it up.

Oh,

you shouldn't have.

Well, look, I hope it fits. But don't worry if it doesn't, because I've kept

with me. No, no, it'd be lovely. Thank you.

I've got to say, Anne -Marie, you're in great shape with the baby.

I think so.

Who's got Imogen tonight?

Oh, Craig's babysitting.

Got him well -trained, haven't you?

She could say the same for Liam.

I thought you were supposed to be looking after the kid.

Blew me out.

Are you joking? Yeah, I had to get Nicola to stay in.

She didn't like that one bit.

Anyway, never mind. Never mind.

Cheers. Cheers.

So how are things between you and Liam?

We can have a starter.

where she was going on and on and on about unsociable hours.

So I said, well, do you know what? I think marriage is like a bank account,

isn't it? You put your money in, you take your money out. You put it in, you

take it out. Yeah, yeah, yeah, and you're losing trust.

Sir?

You sure?

Yeah, yeah, don't.

She's always in the next cubicle.

Listen, we don't know whether she did see anything.

And even if she did, she's in no position to grasp us up. Well, let's

her, OK, and find out.

We wouldn't be in this position if you'd have kept your dick in your pants.

Who the hell is this tosser?

I'm very nervous. I thought we were supposed to be right outside that

Do you reckon you can give protection?

Yeah. No job too small.

Yeah, well, I'm going to need it.

Where are we going?

Wait.

It's not a face I know.

Maybe it's a boyfriend.

Well, Tom has a regular boyfriend.

It's like half the time he's not there.

And when he is, it's like he's absent mentally.

Tell me about it. It's the same thing.

Yeah.

At least he's an inspector.

It's a nine -to -five job, isn't it?

With Liam, it's all ours.

Mum, think of the overtime.

There's got to be some compensation.

Yeah, sure.

Yeah, my marriage might be falling apart.

At least I've got some new kitchen units.

I

mean, what am

I going to do?

I can't go to their bosses. They're never going to believe me.

Me? It's your word against two police officers.

Do you want another?

Yeah.

On its way.

God, Elaine was such a sweet girl, you know.

I mean, she was shy, but she was so kind.

Do you remember the names of the two drug squad techies?

Yeah. One's called Neil and the other's Jess or Jessie.

And they come by every month.

Everyone says they're on a take.

On Eva's payroll?

For what?

What am I going to do?

First of all, you're going to keep your mouth shut. If those two are as bent as

they seem, then they're not going to let you stand in their way. And then you've

got to get out of that hostel.

And where am I going to go?

Can't you stay with your folks?

I haven't got any garth.

I'll find you somewhere.

I'll be around first thing tomorrow morning.

No, Marie, I've been thinking.

Maybe if Liam and I had another baby.

Oh, Pam, you know that's not the solution.

It's just as likely to pull a marriage apart from your heart.

Come.

What's the matter?

What do you think?

Look, I've told you, I'll sort it.

I'll walk you back now, I'll pick you up first thing in the morning.

Why are you doing this?

What's in it for you?

Well, either must be loaded, right?

If I can get something over her, there's a mint to be made.

So you're just in it for the money?

Yeah, and I didn't believe you.

It's a shame you didn't offer her name protection, though.

I won't make the same mistake again.

It doesn't matter. Look, I'm sorry it's late, but I think I might have found a

witness.

We're going to have to do something.

She's scared sick.

Can it wait till morning?

Yeah, I suppose so.

But I'm going to have to set up a safe house.

OK, good work.

We'll have a hot debrief tomorrow.

Hot debrief?

At least someone's having fun.

What's wrong?

My parents are home. Right.

This dog hasn't been fed.

Liam, look at this.

So much for Nicola's babysitting.

Nicola? Nicola?

What are you doing sleeping in our bed?

I wasn't feeling very well.

Something to watch on TV.

Liam?

You coming to bed yet, babe?

Liam!

So, how have you been?

Better.

You've been better or you've been better?

A bit of both, really.

What about the kids?

How are they reacting to you at the moment?

Normal state of affairs.

Max wants to talk video games. Nicola doesn't want to talk at all. The rare

occasions she's around those.

You worry about her?

I worry about her boyfriend.

Why?

Well, she's so kind of open and trusting.

There's a lot of bad people out there.

How old is she now?

Sixteen. I can't believe it.

It's like I turn around and she's all grown up.

Sometimes I've got photos of her as a little girl and...

Seems like only yesterday.

What about sleep?

Any improvement since we last met?

Yeah, those magic pills seem to be working.

Oh, except for this morning.

Yeah, I was hoping for a lie -in.

Hey, Dad!

It's all right, Max. I'll get it.

DC Kettman.

I'm DCI Craddock.

C .I .B.

This is Detective Sargent. What do you want?

We're investigating an incident which happened while you were on duty.

We need you to come with us to clear your locker.

Why?

I don't know.

Has Dad done something wrong?

Sorry, I, uh... I don't quite understand.

You say all this happened today.

Yeah, can you believe it? I'm going to need your credit card.

What's this all about?

There have been some irregularities in your expenses claims.

Those internal investigation bastards actually came to my house and delivered

163A. What does that mean?

It means they emptied my locker, confiscated my warrant card, my kit, my

firearm, and I'm all up in front of the governor.

My expenses?

I put my neck on the line every bloody day after work I do for nothing, for the

Queen, and you pick me up on expenses?

We're talking considerable sums of money.

I can't believe you bastards.

I don't believe this. So what happens to you now?

I get RTU'd.

RTU'd?

Return to unit.

It's a real slap in the face when busted back to the drug squad.

Well, I must say, Liam, you're taking this all very calmly.

You've been let down by your superiors.

You must feel hurt.

Betrayed.

But you don't want to own your anger.

No, I don't feel angry.

What's wrong with that?

I just think this is very... dissociated

behaviour.

Dissociated? That I find a post -traumatic stress?

Yeah, one of them.

Good.

Then it's working.

You mean... Is this all part of your cover?

Who else knows about this?

Only those who need to know.

Right, so your wife, your kids.

Your friends.

Everybody who knows you really thinks you've been kicked out of special ops.

Liam, have you any idea of the distress this causes to people close to you?

Well, actually, Pam's at me. She thinks I'll be around a bit more.

For how long? You're deceiving her.

Liam!

Don't you see what this is doing to your clothes?

Oh, pardon me. Have I offended you? Broken some rule of personal

Would you think this is a tea party?

Do you have any idea what's at stake?

I've already seen one young girl on a slab filled with H and you're giving me

crap over this.

Have you finished?

Yes.

Yeah, I've finished.

Where did you get in?

This is a private hospital. Female residents only.

I'm looking for someone.

Aren't we all?

No, Dawn Evans.

She's a friend of mine.

Who are you?

Mr Wright.

Now or always.

Very good.

What room is she in?

Down there, on the right.

Don't!

Don't!

Don't, don't, don't!

Don't look at me!

Don't give me an ambulance!

Please! Don't!

Don't look at me!

Don't look at me, please!

Don't do this!

Come on, look at me!

Look! Come here, look at me!

What are you doing?

Suspect's on pause.

Think you can get away with that?

You think you can get away with that?

Next time you shoot your mouth off, you'll be without your teeth.

Try it once without these.

Leave it.

Leave it.

There's this, isn't it? Oh, yeah.

Oh.

Here we go.

Oh, look at that.

Oh, she's gorgeous.

Yeah, teething at the moment. You know what that's like?

Yeah, lots of sleep this night.

Sleep? What's that?

You know, lie down flat, close your eyes. Oh, yeah, I remember.

Oh, don't worry. It won't last forever.

I can't remember when my kids were that young.

Planted house, have you? Yeah, too traumatic.

How old are your two now?

Well, Nicola is 15.

Max is 11.

No more sleepless nights for you, then?

Well, I wouldn't bet on it.

Teenagers, that's a whole new nightmare.

Oh, I can't wait.

Good to have you back, Liam.

No matter what the circumstances.

We find things a bit quiet round here compared to what you used to.

Look, Liam, um... I've heard how things can get in special ops.

Very political.

But I don't care what happened there.

From my point of view, you start here with a clean slate, OK?

Cell 4, sir.

How did you find him?

We had a tip -off.

We caught him interfering to go. It's another OD, carbon copy of the last one.

And we found this on him.

I bet it's the same mix of Kilda Watson, go.

Oh, this is Liam Ketman, by the way. He's back with us after several years in

regional crime and special ops.

That must be a bit of a come down for you. Very lucky to have him, I'm telling

you. Right.

You can tell he's guilty.

What innocent man would fall asleep, eh?

Looks like you had some help.

What's going on here?

There's reasonable use of force, sir. He resisted arrest.

Look, I've warned you two about this before.

You're a good man to start a disciplinary.

Let me and Liam take over, don't you?

Mr.

Morris, I'm D .I. Griffin. This is D .F. Ketton. We're making inquiries into the

death of... Get me a lawyer.

It's our duty... You!

Piss off!

You! Get me a lawyer and a doctor.

I'll see if there's a duty solicitor on.

And you won't be brought right into a trunk. Something I don't know will get

out of here.

There's one way.

Hospital.

Hospital, yeah. Two birds, one stone.

Don't take this personally.

What's he getting from the visualisation?

Yeah, Garth Morris, bit of a bad lad. Assault, TBH, got out of prison about

months ago.

What is it? Your ribs?

You could have waited until we got a statement.

for an interview now.

Combine this with the previous beating, I'll be out on police bail tonight.

What happened in there, Liam?

I don't know. It's like sometimes my head just implodes. I can't control it.

Yeah, this was a bit of a problem in the last job.

Have you seen someone about this?

Yeah, I've seen a psychologist.

Oh, great.

Why didn't you tell me before?

Well, she says I don't own my anger.

It's a symptom of post -traumatic stress.

It's called dissociation or something.

You do that again and I'll be dissociating from you.

You OK?

Yeah, all right, considering you had a club dancing session on me ribs.

Yeah, well, it had to be done, or you'll get out on a jail card.

Table for one.

They couldn't find any family or next of kin.

Seems Dawn spent most of her early life shunted around children's homes.

Almost makes you feel religious, doesn't it?

What?

Yesterday she was so full of life.

But now look at her.

Well, you're full of it too, aren't you?

This morning, you mean.

Don't worry about Cooper and Quinn. You're going to get so far up their arse

they're going to smell your baby oil.

What's this?

One kilo of heroin signed off on credit.

What?

Do you know how much this is worth on the street?

It's all got to be accounted for.

I don't get it. What's this thing?

Well, what's the deal between Eva and the drug squad? Vice is not their

territory. Well, Dawn said that Cooper and Quinn go round for regular payoffs.

So they must be pocketing some of the smack they recover.

But they have to offload it somehow.

Well, who's the tricky part?

So they get Eva to sell it.

Either to her punters, to her girls.

It's a sweet deal.

So you put the word out.

Offer Eva a score.

If it's set up like we think it is, Cooper and Quinn will bust you. Great.

wait.

But I'll be there.

We flush out Eva and the bent coppers, two birds... One stone. Don't remind me.

Oh, God, Dad.

Give me a shot. We'll have to find me that night.

Where have you been all night?

What? You heard me.

Where have you been? In my bed of sleep. Why, where do you think I've been?

Well, you weren't there half an hour ago.

Yeah, well, I woke up early and took a walk and got better.

Oh, come on, don't kid her, kid her.

Who was the bloke in the car?

Mine turned big.

Don't grab me like that. What do you mean, like this? Leave me alone.

Liam, what's going on?

Pam, she's 16. You let her stay out all night. No, I didn't.

She's got your number, hasn't she?

Look, I know you've got problems at work, but don't take them out on her.

I'll change the record.

It's not Nicola's sex life you should be worried about!

Wait, Dom!

Phoebe. Phoebe Jenkins.

Nice to meet you, Phoebe.

The feeling isn't mutual.

I met you when Dawn OD'd.

The old Bill are trying to fit me up.

Why would I want to hurt Dawn? She was a friend.

Now, can you get a message to Eva? I don't know anyone called Eva. Oh, yeah,

that's... Right, she only owns this building, collects the rent, provides

protection and dopamine. Maybe everyone's had an outbreak of

here.

What's the message?

I know that she deals.

And I know that you girls are getting stiffed with bad gear. Give me your

Why? Give me your hand.

Come on, I won't.

Right.

Tell Eva that this is pure...

clean and cheap, and also that there's another kilo where that came from.

Now, I'm going to be in the park by the station feeding the ducks tomorrow

midday. Tell her to be there if she wants to make a deal, OK?

Bye -bye.

Hello?

Hello, Marta?

It's Liam. Have you got a moment?

Um, ooh, is it urgent? I've got somebody waiting outside my office.

Yeah.

So what's happened?

Have you had a call from anyone asking about me?

No, should I?

Yeah, you might get a call from Detective Inspector Craig Griffin. He's

boss.

Why would he want to talk to me?

Well, I told him I was seeing you for post -traumatic stress.

I never gave you that diagnosis.

Yeah. He thinks that's the reason I've been busted out of Special Ops.

I've been perfecting my mood swings and uncontrollable behaviour.

Oh, we had a tip -off from the usual channel.

We're hoping to recover anything up to a kilo.

The result?

Getting an old king off the streets.

Been a good year for you two, hasn't it?

Oh, yeah, for the old team.

Hmm. And Liam's part of that team now.

Well, if Craig does ring, he'll want to check it out with you, and I was

wondering if he could do me a favour and keep my story straight.

So, you want me to lie for you?

No, no, no. Just tell him what he wants to hear.

I've told you before, I don't break client confidentiality, and I will not

roped into one of your defections.

We can't have him around when we're making a bust.

He's a loose cannon. He'll cock it up.

I've got to give him a chance to prove himself.

Yeah, look, what happened last time, he gave a suspect a good kicking.

Oh.

I mean, just keep him at his desk. Get him to chase some paperwork or

I mean, I don't understand. What's the problem, boss?

Oh, just this little thing called loyalty.

Have you heard of it?

Put yourselves in my position.

Me and Liam go back a long way. He was a good lad. I could always trust him.

Yeah, well, you can't anymore.

Burnout, I suppose.

Happened to the best of us.

Now go away.

I'm sorry, Marta, but my neck is on the block.

I don't believe you put me in this position.

I can't talk now. Better go.

Yeah, he's got a bit of form, hasn't he?

Aaron Adams.

Car theft, possession of a stolen property.

He's out of area. What's this got to do with drugs?

Oh, it's just a hunch.

Look at the body language, Jess.

Shifty eyes, tense neck, he's hiding something.

Look, if you must know, looks like this villain lives with daughters and a

boyfriend.

You're using the police national computer for personal reasons.

Disciplinary offence.

I hope you've got another career plan. No, I'm only kidding.

We all do it, don't we?

So how old's your daughter then?

16.

Going out with a 27 -year -old?

Shouldn't mind a bit of grave robbing, innit?

Hey, you know that toe rag you gave good kicking the other day?

Scouse Pondlay.

Yeah, he got bailed, didn't he? Well, yeah, thanks to you.

Yeah, we're going to get him this time.

Well, the word is that he's trying to score a deal today.

How did you find that out?

Well, one dog... I can't shag another round here without us knowing about it.

How do I stand a chance of proving myself if you won't let me go

let me go on this bust?

I can't.

Oh, come on, Craig, give me a break.

After what happened the other day with the suspect, it's for your own

as much as it is.

For my protection?

I've turned a blind eye once, I can't do it again.

You want to know about protection, you should talk to Cooper and Quinn. They

could show you a thing or two.

What do you mean?

Does the name Eva Richardson ring a bell?

No, she's a major player in the vice room. She runs dozens of girls.

We're drugs, not vice, Liam. What's this got to do with my remit?

It's not your remit I'm worried about.

Elaine Watson?

She was found in one of Eva's massage parlours, and then Dawn Evans in one of

Eva's hostels.

What, and you think my lads are protecting her somehow?

I mean, how do you know that isn't all just coincidence?

Oh, come on.

No, I'm serious.

We get what?

About a dozen overdoses a month?

If the user's female, the odds are she'll fund her habit by going on the

Exactly.

And if a bent copper wanted to offload some gear, Eva would be a good woman to

talk to, right?

Investigations like this without some kind of evidence?

You haven't got any, have you?

Well, that's why I want to go out on this job.

If they've got nothing to hide, then what's the problem if we watch them make

bust? Liam, this psychologist you're seeing, did she mention paranoia as

one of the symptoms?

Any flies on me a time, right?

He's got the stuff on him. Why don't we squeeze him now?

Just let him hand it over to Eva first, right?

Those two are definitely bent.

It's quite their three cents a mile.

Oh, I told you.

Can't just throw around accusations like that.

Talking about two men's careers.

Oh, hello.

We've got some movement.

Hiya.

Shit, where's Eva? It's got to be her.

I'm sorry. She couldn't come. Go away.

Well, what kind of a welcome is that?

I don't know you. Piss off.

Charming.

You seemed to want to know me yesterday.

Too late. Come with me.

Where are you taking me? Somewhere publicly safer that way. But why

be safe from them?

Because women I taught you ain't not dead.

I'll go inside, you come around the back.

Don't do that.

What's going on?

Where's Eva? Well, it wasn't bloody Eva, was it? It was Phoebe. So where's all

the gear?

Well, I had to use it as a diversion.

Don't worry, your mate Griffin picked it up. Liam!

You all

right?

Yes. Don't worry, we'll get him.

It's having a lot lighter, though.

Recover the bag.

Be about half a kilo there.

Is that enough?

Yep.

We find that GCI Griffin is part of the conspiracy and £50 ,000 worth of police

property goes missing.

I think it can't be easy tracking an old mate.

Now, that's where you're wrong. Because he was an old mate, because he was a

friend of the family, I'm going to go in deeper. I'm going to go in harder.

He's not going to know us, is he?

It's Liam.

Yeah, I'm sorry about the other day. I can't really talk now, but... I'd really

like to see you.

Yeah. Yeah, that'd be great.

We've got to go. But the police... Not for much longer.

Neil, where is she?

I'm supposed to be keeping an eye on her.

Shit! She's going to kill us.

Somebody's on to us.

Who? I don't know.

You tell me, Jess.

If you hadn't taken advantage of that Watson girl, we wouldn't be in this

She got out of control, all right? Everything's out of control now!

Bye.

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