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I love you.

I love you.

Can I do you now?

No. Go away.

Maisie?

Joan, if I'd wanted a secretary, I'd... Never mind. Who is it?

It's your young man.

Jack. Look, I'm sorry.

We've got a bit of a big one here. Can you come in?

Yeah, I'll be right there.

Thanks. He sent a car for you, Maisie!

Have you got everything?

Yes. I'm not used to being thrown through the door, thank you, Joan.

Every time you have a day off, you're like a bear with a sore head.

Well, I'm not having a day off now, am I, Joan?

Look at those other butts.

Who buys drugs at quarter to ten in the morning?

Hang on a sec.

Dove? What's the story?

Someone shot him and left him here.

I do?

No.

Johnny Redcoat.

Also known as Johnny Herb, dope dealer.

Did you get an ID on the motor?

No, I'll do that now.

How long's it been dead, Bill?

How long did you say?

I didn't.

More than an hour, less than a week.

You'll be... Letting you know as soon as I have something.

You two seem all right.

Oh, we didn't have much to drink.

I knew we had to work today.

Cheers.

What was all that about?

Bill?

He's always like that.

The fiver.

Well, George said you wouldn't be able to put a name to the stiff.

And you bet I would.

Me?

Hello, Peter. Hiya.

How are you enjoying it on Advent?

Oh, I love it, Mum.

This is my new boss, Detective Superintendent Walsh.

We've met.

Looks like one for you, sir.

Drug dealer shot in the chest.

Dressed him up in his Sunday best and left him there. Because of?

Well, I expect it's a sign.

Sign? Bog off. This is my patch.

Mum, the car belongs to a... Derek Erskine Wilson.

Better known as Bondo.

Yes, it does.

Best known drug dealer on this ground.

His car, his gopher.

So the message was aimed at him. And it's from?

I bet on Rene Charles.

you bet on, am I?

Sorry? You will be.

You give...

I think she might be diabetic. Could you call an ambulance?

Yeah, sure.

Is everything all right?

Yeah, she'll be fine now.

When

Bondo

Wilson finds out that his gopher has got one more hole in him than normal, and

that the beige leather trim of his Pompsmobile is covered in blood, They

right sense of humour failure.

There's going to be a gang war between Bondo and Rennie Charles.

Of course.

Oi!

Stop!

See you later.

So, uh, will you speak to Bondo Wilson? Take him out of circulation before he

retaliates. It's not my call.

Okay, we'll detect the superintendent Walsh. Lift him, then.

He's in my office working that out now.

But he shouldn't, till he's got some evidence.

You don't like Walsh, do you?

Walsh got made up to an inspector the same month as me.

He has spent most of the intervening years on some bloody course or another.

Sir, well... Now he turns up as large as life and

twice as ugly running Emmett.

And I'm supposed to yes, sir and no, sir him.

I do not rate him as a detective, Jack. Even I have to yes, sir and no, sir

sometimes, Maisie. Yes, sir.

Jack.

No, dammit.

You've got a minute? Of course.

Lady, can I borrow a DC?

I'll send Tomlin down, sir.

I knew it was either booze or diabetes the way she went down.

Yeah. Where have you been, Helen?

An old lady collapsed at the shop, so I put her in an ambulance.

Well, that's some sort of excuse.

Where's Mallory and Kipriana?

Down at the canal.

The uniform took a report of her body down there.

Well, what are they now, divers?

No, it's supposed to be a naked woman.

Just gone to check it out.

Mum. There's been a shooting.

Where? Letham Road.

1 -0.

All right, Bill.

This is crap.

There's no body here.

There's some drunk's imagination working overtime.

Oh!

Jesus!

Why did she do that?

She was stuck. You dislodged her.

Well done.

I think the naked lady likes you, Chris.

Something to ID the body on himself.

What?

Wilson did this?

He might have ordered it.

He wouldn't have dated his own hands.

That one worked for Renaud Charles.

Can't remember his name.

And Bondo Wilson had him shot.

Problem is, proven it. Right, we've got to put a stop to this. I should nick

them both on suspicion.

To show we mean business.

Yes, sir.

I'll see how they're getting on down at the canal.

You don't agree?

It's not my place to say so. I know your cases.

I don't have much evidence.

Why don't you invite me for a chat?

Will they come?

Depends on who's doing the asking.

You?

DC Peters knows them.

That's them both then?

Why not one at a time?

Then that puts the pressure on the one who's not in the net talking to us.

Got to go.

The Lady of Sherlock.

On down.

Remember me?

What do you want?

What do you think?

Let's go some dope.

Who's she?

D .C. Tomlin.

Nice woman.

Are you... Come on, Bondo, we haven't got all day. Get your shoes on.

Hi.

D .C. Tomlin?

And this is DC Hook, crime prevention.

We're here to inspect your security video for insurance purposes.

Get that.

Just a rag?

Bit new for a rag.

Make sure you get it dried, see if you can find any more.

More?

Knickers, skirts, home address.

Suicide note would be nice.

Say, isn't that anything in general, Mallory?

I don't know.

I haven't asked.

Come to the mortuary.

Wednesday. Wednesday's no good, Bill. I need an answer now.

Maisie, we're up to our ears in bodies.

So are we.

Give us a hint.

Do I call Amit down here to a murder?

Or do I get George to start writing statements for a suicide?

I never found her, neither did I.

She's been in the water a couple of days, not less.

Is she drowned?

There's nothing in the throat or mouth to take her.

There were marks on her throat.

There are.

And when I've carried out the post -mortem, I may be able to tell you how

died. Was she murdered?

Possibly.

Probably?

Somewhere between the two.

Who's the Lady of Shalott?

The Lady of the Lake, Alfred Lord Tennyson.

You were real smart -ass, do you know that?

You asked me.

If you were really clever, you'd have said, I don't know, Gov.

What have they been asking for me, I think?

Well, they didn't, did they?

What? How much do you want me to get for that one?

I don't know, a couple of pounds?

Yeah. Woo!

Don't worry, don't worry.

Oi, oi!

Grab a lie!

Break out!

Mum?

Did Detective Superintendent Walsh get his man?

They're downstairs talking now.

Good. Can I have a word?

Yeah.

My purse was lifted this morning.

Must have happened when I was at the supermarket dealing with that old lady.

And?

My warrant card's gone.

Bloody hell, Helen.

Have you checked missing persons?

Yep. Nothing fits.

Hello, my name's DC Kiprianu. I'm with CID in the street police station.

Yeah, hello there.

You all right, Helen?

No, not really.

I'm trying to establish the name of a manufacturer of a line of women's wear.

Women's wear?

It's on the turn.

Will you come to the supermarket with me?

What, like a date?

As if.

I need to make some inquiries.

Um, yeah, it's... Yeah, it says Brandwell Knitwear. It's on the label.

it's a cardigan.

Now...

If you'd said, would you like to go to the pictures with me? Oh, I am not in

mood.

How many?

Yeah, an hour at the most, please. Do you realise how many knitwear

manufacturers there are in this country? Thousands.

You've got 59 minutes now.

Keep at it.

Go on then, how do you like it?

Oh, really?

That's the best.

No one ever looked so carefully?

No.

Do you know Johnny Redcoat?

Nope.

Johnny Herb, the man who was found dead in your car.

So you say.

I don't know him.

In fact, I don't know anyone that was found dead in my car.

I've already told you the car was nicked from outside my house.

How about Rene Charles?

Who?

You know Rene.

Whatever you say.

This is your gig man.

Do you know Rene, Mr Peters?

We're more interested in what you know, Bondo.

How about Daniel Wright?

Who's he?

Street dealer.

Works for Rene.

Someone shot him this morning.

Was he in my car?

No, Bondo. He was on a street corner.

No.

Do you know him?

Again?

Daniel Rice.

No, I don't know him.

But you've heard about the shooting.

What is it with all this shooting business?

You guys are in the Wild West.

I'm a respectable self -employed man.

What exactly do you do for a living?

Small trading.

Buying and selling.

Sir.

Yeah? The woman in the canal, the forensic pathologist, isn't sure how she

So? So, if it's a murder, it should go to you.

We're fully stretched.

Can you handle it?

We can make some inquiries.

Good. If it's confirmed as a murder or you make any progress, get back to me,

all right?

Can you join me with that prat?

No, I'm wasting my time.

Well, at least while he's talking to you, he ain't ordering more shootings.

Yes? We've got the video from the supermarket.

OK.

Fetch three tees for Detective Superintendent Walsh and his guest.

What happened to that DC you loaned us?

She's tied up.

Could get worse.

Now we've got the onion lady.

What?

The Lady of Shalott.

How do you take him?

White, no sugar.

I'll make it two teas.

Okay, Mr. Wilson.

Thank you for answering my questions.

We'll be in touch.

I hope not.

Bet you're any Charles now.

Give me an hour.

Hi.

Hi. How are you doing?

Terry. Yeah, not bad, mate.

We need some stuff, but there's nothing on the street.

I know.

Someone shot one of my people.

Shit, who?

Danny Rice.

Who shot him?

Bondo's people.

Yeah, but why?

To prove Bondo's a big man.

We'll soon see what a big man he is. The police took him in.

Rene.

We need some stuff.

I can't help.

Perhaps.

I should carry out a search.

Where'd you get that from?

It's mine.

What's up?

I don't know. Yes, you do.

Your blood was in her neck, Danny, wasn't it?

And? It was as good as gold. You wouldn't hurt no one.

One does have all the shooting Ah

That's him Nikki

then from the outside camera Uniform have picked up a complaint from a

jeweler a couple of carmen used to fake police ID to gain access then clean them

out I'll deal with it, sir

Helen?

What's going on, Maisie?

DC Tomlin had a purse nick this morning.

Our ID's missing.

How stupid can you be?

Could happen to anyone.

It'll happen to Tomlin.

We'll get it back.

We know who we're looking for.

You're going to have all your detectives looking for it?

What's your squad's overtime budget looking like, Maisie?

I don't know.

I didn't give up on day off to look at budget sheets.

Well, videos of irresponsible detectives losing their ID, presumably.

She is not irresponsible, Jack.

Anyway, I didn't give it up. You ordered me back here.

Oh, right point taken.

I'll buy you a drink after work, OK?

Thank you.

I don't know when I'll be finished.

We've got another suspicious death.

Naked woman in the canal.

Georgie's following up on a car that was found near the body.

I thought she was naked.

Personation. What's that?

Sometimes a murderer will try and make his victim more comfortable after death.

It means the victim and the murderer have a close relationship.

May have.

How are we doing?

Found a manufacturer, local, Park Royal, and they only supplied one chain of

shops, Miss Wright.

Good.

Forty branches.

Thank you, Mallory.

It's not that bad, ma 'am.

This is extra small. Only three branches took extra small. Newcastle, Manchester

and Edgeware Road.

Better start at Edgeware Road.

Looking for Miss Wright.

What are the marks?

Looks like paint.

Better let the lab look at it.

Budgets.

Detective Sergeant Farrell, this is my colleague DC Tomlin.

I've come about a theft.

How do we know that's real?

Call Bessemer Street Station and check.

Excuse me, sir.

CID would like to speak to the manager.

We have evidence that counterfeit money may have passed through this branch.

We need to check all the cash held here.

I'm sure you're wrong.

It's just a spot check.

Can I see your ID again?

Which police station?

Ludbrook Grove.

You're off your area here, aren't you?

What's the phone number there?

Trust your mouth and get the money out, all right?

It's too big.

We're looking for extra small.

All right, watch it.

Bridge Road, Shepherd's Bush.

Units in the area.

We'll be back.

Get down.

Don't tell me to calm down. Get out of my way, right?

All right, all right, I'm calm, OK?

Nice and easy.

Love you.

All right, get in there.

Bessie?

You hurt her?

Yeah, carrying nothing.

What, no ID?

Nothing at all, Sarge.

So where is it?

What? Don't look me about.

Wear it.

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

I will make you wish you'd never met me.

You're mad.

Hi, Mum. It's George. I'm outside the women's wear shop.

And? They've had six extra small yellow cardigans.

One's still in the shop.

One was bought by a member of staff.

One was bought by a Japanese tourist.

Another one was sold to a woman in Edmonton. One was a cash sale.

They'll never find her.

And one was sold by credit card to a Miss Brown with an address in

Sunderland Avenue.

By the canal?

By the canal, yeah.

What number is Sunderland Avenue?

378. I'll see you there.

Rene Charles.

DC... What is it?

Peters. Of course.

DC Peters.

And there was me thinking DC Coconut.

What is it this time?

Murder. Really? Two men shot dead.

What's he got to do with me?

My own thoughts exactly.

Come on.

My boss wants to ask you some questions.

Say I don't want to answer them.

I'm asking you politely.

Then this is a polite no.

Do you see people?

Welcome.

Yeah.

There's any kids here?

How much?

300 quid.

Mr. Brown?

Yes.

Lewis Brown?

Yes.

I'd like to speak to Mrs. Ellen Brown, please.

And you are?

Police.

D .I. Raines.

I haven't finished yet.

These are police, Ellen.

We were having a drink. Would you care for one?

Yeah, just a small one.

No, thank you.

Are you Ellen Brown?

I'm Mosey Raine and this is George.

We'd like to ask you some questions.

What about?

Maybe you can help us.

What do you do for a living, Ellen?

I'm presently seeking employment.

And your husband?

Administration.

I'm an office wallet.

Tired of your mind, then?

We've got a problem.

Well, if we can help, of course.

We've got to trace all the buyers of a certain style of yellow cardigan.

Do you remember buying a cardigan a couple of months ago?

No.

Are you sure?

According to the credit card record, you bought a yellow cardigan on the 15th of

April at a Miss Wright shop in the Edgware Road.

Do you remember it now?

She's already said she doesn't remember it.

Well, perhaps we got the credit card number wrong, Mum.

Yeah. Yeah, that's the point.

Do you have your credit card, Ellen? Then we can check, see if we got the

wrong.

No. She got rid of it. We couldn't afford a credit card.

Could you show me where you keep your clothes, please, Ellen?

You, er, don't remember the exact date?

Of? When she got rid of her credit card.

No.

Don't do too bad for clothes, do you?

No.

Faked your thigh, surely?

She's put on weight.

I do remember the yellow cardigan.

We left it on above.

Alan took it off and forgot it.

You were too hot.

Yeah, that's right.

Do you recognise this?

Or this?

Well, of course we don't.

Look, you've frightened her.

I've had enough of this. Now go on, get out!

What do you think of?

They did it.

So what now?

We've got to get some evidence.

What evidence?

We need to find someone who knows the real Mrs. Brown.

Someone spilt this in the Browns' garden shed.

Well done, Mallory.

Get forensics to compare it to the paint on the car as soon as they can and get

another car.

You've got your cuffs, George.

We'll nick them on suspicion.

What's your name?

Your real name?

Linda.

You're not married to Lewis, are you?

No.

You're nicked, René.

It's a fitter.

Those present are D .C. Mallory, D .I. Rain, and Lewis Brown.

Will you confirm, Mr. Brown, that what I've said is correct?

No comment.

Mr. Brown, we believe that someone has murdered Mrs. Ellen Brown, your wife.

No comment.

But according to you, she's sitting two rooms away.

Can you explain that?

No comment.

Right, let's go back to the beginning again then, shall we?

Your full name?

Lewis Alfrey Brown.

Date of birth?

1st February 1944.

Occupation? Civil servant.

When did you last see your wife?

No comment.

You're not a prisoner of war, you know, Mr Brown.

It's not name, rank and number here.

Now answer me.

When did you last see your wife?

No comment.

Right. I'll be your way.

Is there anything else you want to tell me?

Mr Brown gives no answer.

Interview ended.

20 .02 hours.

You've had your chance, mate.

But if you had any feelings at all for that young woman we arrested with you,

you tell us what happened.

Not again.

Bondo Wilson.

Yeah?

DC Hook, DC Tomlin.

We'd like to ask you a few questions.

Come in.

Add the Nick, if you don't mind.

The big chief again, Walsh.

That's it, come on.

You can tell Mr Walsh we're charging an hourly rate.

You'll be able to time yourself, Bondo.

And where were you born, Linda?

Walshamstow.

But I went to live with foster parents before I was one.

So that was your family, your foster family?

Yeah.

Their name was Willow?

No, Kenneth.

Mr and Mrs Kenneth.

I left them before I went to school.

You must have been brought up somewhere.

I was in care.

What school did you go to?

I went to lots of schools.

What did you do as a job, Linda?

Well, I was a filing clerk.

I filed documents.

When did you give that up?

Two weeks ago.

You don't have time for a job now, do you?

No.

Because you're Lewis's wife in place of Ellen, aren't you?

They weren't your clothes in the wardrobe, were they?

No. Where did you meet Lewis?

He was my boss at work.

Ellen was married to Lewis, wasn't she?

Yeah.

Did you know her?

Well, I spoke to her on the phone once.

So you wouldn't recognise her?

No, I... Well, not really.

Not alive, anyway.

But you recognised the photograph that I showed you, didn't you?

Yeah.

Because you helped Lewis carry her body to the canal.

Yeah.

Did you kill Ellen Brown?

No. Did Lewis kill her?

He's a very nice man. He's very kind.

He killed her, but you were there.

Yeah. Why did he do it, Linda?

Well, I didn't want him to.

But he kept rowing with her.

He said she was in the way and he just kept rowing with her.

He said he wanted to be with me.

Tell me exactly what happened.

We, um...

We took her to the canal in his car.

And then I moved in with him.

And he said it would be easier if I said that I was her.

That it would be easier to explain.

How did you think that anyone wouldn't know?

I hear Walsh is looking very pleased with himself.

Well, someone rang and said that Rennie Charles was keeping dope in his flat, so

Washington's crew were offered a warrant.

Did they get anything?

Bit of hash.

So they nicked him?

Well, of course.

It was just what they needed.

Who rang?

Anonymous.

What?

It stinks, Jack.

Why would Rennie let Walsh arrest him?

Well, it's not our problem.

Rennie's in custody.

And Washington gave him a headache about the shooting of Johnny Redcoat.

says she won't.

Apparently, guv, this lot are dead keen to know when you're going to spend that

fiver on them. What, your fiver? Yeah.

Never. It's confiscated.

So what's the next urban myth?

I'm tired.

I'll have that, thanks.

That's what you're all having.

I'll have the George. Same again, please, Barry.

Maisie, it's for you.

Okay, I think we're finished here.

As soon as we can, please.

Yeah.

Okay, I'll go on ahead.

Do you radio ahead?

Yeah.

See you, Ryan.

Here it is.

The real DC Tomlin.

That's it.

Yeah, that's you, all right.

Do you know him?

No, I've never seen them before, you. I don't know what they're up to with your

ID. Yeah, so do I.

Well, you've got it back now.

All right, come on.

do you think you're doing?

I thought you was at work.

I'm having my day off today instead.

I was having a lie -in. A lie -in? Don't let me stop you. Get undressed as well

if you want.

I'll do a blow.

It's George.

I'm near the motorway on the Harrow Road.

You'll never guess who I'm standing next to.

Is this a bet?

Bondo Wilson.

And?

He's dead.

No wonder René wanted a night in the cells.

What?

Alibi.

What do you want to do?

Me? Nothing.

Call Detective Superintendent Walsh. He'll have a plan.

He always has a plan.

I'm going back to my bed.