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'Deed I Do' By Blossom Dearie

# Do I want you?

# Oh, my, do I

# Honey, 'deed I do

# Do I need you? #

SONG CONTINUES INSIDE, CAR ENGINE STOPS

CAR DOOR SHUTS

FOOTSTEPS

BANGING ON DOOR

# I'm glad that I'm... #

Detective Chief Superintendent Dave Cook?

That's right. How can I help?

My name is Detective Sergeant Slater.

I'm here to arrest you, Sir.

CHATTER

What's the charge?

Misconduct in public office

and offences contrary to section 55

of the Data Protection Act 1998, Sir.

Misconduct?

What, you're gonna deny acting contrary to the Data Protection Act?

What?

Go, get yourselves in.

Excuse me. Wh-What is this?

You don't deny acting contrary to the Data Protection Act, Sir?

Give me my caution.

You do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your defence if you do not mention,

when questioned, something which you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

Is that your car? Yes, Sir.

I'm not a fucking flight risk.

No, Sir.

Go.

RADIO CHATTER This car, Sir.

Have somebody get that open. Right, Sir.

BREATHING HEAVILY

CLOCK TICKING

I'm guessing you're wondering why you've been asked to meet, Sir.

Of course.

We're trying to do something a bit different

with the Daniel Morgan case.

Daniel Morgan.

Axe murder, 1985.

Well, it's 1987, but, erm, well remembered.

Not one you're likely to forget.

Mess of a first investigation.

Allegations of corruption.

Reopening this one? Doesn't seem wise.

Oh, it's unwise, I'm sure, but we've got some new leads,

and the plan is, we're not gonna fuck it up again.

We wanna do a covert operation and an overt one.

The covert one, no-one will know about but a select few.

Bugs, mainly. Surveillance of all kinds.

The overt one... You want me to do.

We want you to go on Crimewatch.

Purport to be the investigating officer,

the homicide detective in charge.

That's why we need somebody of your rank.

And then there's the connection with Jacqui.

DAVE SCOFFS Bit of fun for the viewers.

It should just be a short op.

Form a small team to front up the investigation in public

while we'll be working in the background.

And you're hoping once I open my big mouth,

it'll make your leads open theirs.

Well, let's just say we have our suspicions as to who's involved,

we just gotta get them saying they did it.

I'm in. Fill me in again.

Great. Great.

On the 10th of March, 1987, Morgan was attacked...

..in the rear car park

of the Golden Lion in Sydenham...

I need a team of eight.

Two DSs, six DCs,

heavy on the female officers.

Less likely to be Lodge.

OK.

And no-one, none of the team can know about the covert op.

As far as they're concerned,

this is the only case team, all right?

TAPS PEN Got it, Guv.

'On the 10th of March, 1987,

'Daniel Morgan, private investigator,

'was murdered in the rear car park of the Golden Lion pub in Sydenham.

'He was struck several times with an axe.'

Now, there's been 15 years of investigation into his killing,

three previous operations,

and as yet, no-one has been nailed for it.

We have some key individuals

we're looking to particularly focus upon.

Number one, Jonathan Rees.

Now, he was Daniel Morgan's business partner in a firm

called Southern Investigations.

The 2000 Murder Review report into Daniel's death

stated that both the Met and the Hampshire investigations

identified Rees as a prime suspect.

He's currently serving seven years

for conspiracy to pervert the course of justice.

He had drugs planted on an innocent woman.

Her ex wanted custody of their son.

Number two, and this is one of our own, I'm afraid,

Sid Fillery, Catford Crime Squad.

He was brought in to assist with the initial investigation,

despite being friends with Rees.

Now, he subsequently left the force,

and he took over Daniel's old job running Southern Investigations.

Number three, Glenn Vian.

Really?

Well, we're hearing the Vian brothers are likely involved.

In fact, Glenn Vian was Jonathan Rees's ex-brother-in-law.

We believe Glenn may have wielded the axe,

but the involvement of Garry Vian,

number four, can't be discounted either.

Number five, James Cook, or Jimmy.

We're hearing he drove the getaway vehicle.

And that number six, Keith Sharpe,

stored it.

Now, I have command to look after,

so I'm gonna be in and out.

But we're working towards me making an appearance

on Crimewatch in a couple of weeks.

ALL CHUCKLE Nice, Guv.

Yes, yes, yes.

On which I'll be looking for more information.

Now, I want you to build these names out.

I want to know every connection, every motive.

And we build this chain well enough,

we'll be able to strangle them with it.

- That understood? - Yes, Guv.

All right, go ahead.

CHATTER

PHONE RINGING

DISTORTED STATIC

'Hey. Yeah, we're watching it now.

'Yeah, OK. Bye.' WOMAN: 'Glenn, it's on.'

CRIMEWATCH THEME PLAYING

Crimewatch is remarkably successful with cold cases,

inquiries which have avoided detection for years -

or, in this case, decades.

In fact, this one goes back to 1987,

but it was highly controversial from the start,

as our VT shows.

'Daniel Morgan had worked for years

'as a private investigator,

'and according to those who knew him,

'he was dedicated to his job.'

'You know why we're here.'

'Aside from work, he had a love for fast cars

'and was a devoted father to his two young children.

'On Tuesday, 10th of March, the day of his murder,

'Daniel and his business partner, Jonathan Rees,

'allegedly arranged to meet a contact that evening

'in the Golden Lion pub in Sydenham.'

'I'm off now, John. I'll see you in the pub about 7:30.'

'Yep. See you later.'

'The man they were supposed to meet didn't turn up,

'and the two of them drank alone.

'John Rees told the police he left to go to his car

'at the front of the pub at about 9pm.

'He assumed Daniel was heading for the rear car park.

'But did Daniel go out the back way into the car park?

'And did he go with someone?

'Or did he meet his killer in the dark?

'Lying next to Daniel's body were the two packets of crisps...

'which police think were for his children.'

Back to studio. Three, two...

'If you were there that night, call us now.'

Detective Chief Superintendent Dave Cook,

the reason this case has been so controversial

from almost the start is that one of the investigating officers,

one of the detectives involved in the early part of this inquiry,

finished up running Daniel's agency.

'I mean, fishy or what?'

We acknowledge there were some difficulties

in the early stages of this investigation,

but I'm here tonight to reinvestigate the case,

and we hope, through this appeal,

to find the nugget of information which will help solve it.

So, how can people help?

The Metropolitan Police have a reward of up to £50,000.

Five zero? 50,000?

'Fifty.

'For any person who can give me information

'which leads to the arrest and charge of those responsible.'

And it was an extraordinary, cold-blooded killing.

He was killed with an axe to the... to his head.

It was left embedded in his head.

Even at this remove,

are people going to be worried, do you think, about coming forward?

People always have concerns.

'But I would like to make it quite clear

'that they can call us in confidence, in complete confidence.'

And we will treat any information they give in that way.

So, you can call here in the studio,

or, if you prefer, direct to the incident room

on 0808-157-0555.

Fiona. PHONE RINGING

And, in fact, people are calling about that case already.

And let me remind you of the bullying couple in Belfast.

Please, if you do remember anything...

VOICE FADES

'Fifty grand.

'They're gonna need proper evidence, ain't they?

'The Met had their crack, fucked it up.

'Hampshire had their crack, fucked it up.

'What, so now they've given it to this...'

'Who is this DCI Cook?'

It was good. You were good.

Yeah, we'll know by the morning whether I was any good.

I was more nervous for me than I was for you,

and there you were, a consummate professional.

Ah, I was really nervous. SHE LAUGHS

Nick liked you.

Did he? He did, yeah.

None of them can understand the 50 grand reward money, though.

Now, you understand it, though. Mm.

They want it done, right?

The Met's embarrassed, and they want it done. Mm-hm.

You know, it was really nice to see you at work.

People really respect you, which is weird.

HE LAUGHS

Shut up!

Assault by sausage roll! You get 18 months for that.

I feel like you've just come to my school, or something.

SHE CHUCKLES

Yeah, it was nice.

Come on.

'See, I wouldn't do anything.'

INDISTINCT DISTORTED VOICE

RATTLING NOISE

DISTORTED VOICES

It's June, but Vian's boiler's been firing all night.

He must be living in a fucking sauna.

Anyway, boiler's drowning everything out.

You put the bug behind the boiler?

Plumbers were all we could get in.

You didn't need to put it behind the fucking boiler.

Behind the fridge. Behind anywhere.

What about the others?

Sid Fillery's not been in his car, so the bug hasn't yielded.

Keith Sharpe is in Spain.

All we've got is Cook's car, and he's not said anything useful.

So, what's plan B?

Are you kidding?

This is plan F3.

We've been through the alphabet twice over on Morgan.

Anything on the Crimewatch calls? Nah, nothing.

Look, there is one other thing.

We caught one conversation, not on the bugs,

on an intercept we can't use,

between Fillery and, erm, an Alex Marunchak.

Fillery says he wants to "sort you out".

Me? Yeah.

And who is this Marunchak?

A News Of The World flunky. He's a no-one.

Why would Fillery be talking to him about me?

Southern Investigations occasionally do business

with the News Of The World via him.

It means nothing, but I want...

Yeah, I had to flag it.

You gonna let Jacqui know?

Because if so, then we're gonna have to get her

to sign some sort of information release.

Jesus Christ. You don't need to tell her, in my...

Jacqui's an officer in the Met. I mean, you do know...

All the same, all the same.

It's fine, Dave.

These guys talk big, you know that.

John, we're mid-investigation

as to whether "these guys" murdered someone with an axe.

Let me know when you've got something.

The fallout from this isn't over yet.

You've made a huge difference.

Mm-hm. Mum, who's the better swimmer?

Well, I think both of you are pretty good now, actually.

That's what all parents say.

JACQUI LAUGHS

Yeah, OK, OK.

KEYS JANGLE OK...

Come on, in through the door. In you come. Shoes off.

David?

Oh, Dave, please tell me you've put the spaghetti on.

Sorry.

How was the swimming, kids?

Good. Good.

Good. I don't mind, I don't mind.

It just means that they're gonna be a little bit late for bed now.

I know. I really am sorry. You owe me.

I know. Again.

Yeah, I owe you everything.

PHONE RINGS

CHATTER ON TV

Yep.

'Sir, it's DI Bruce Gregston, Surrey CID.'

Hey, Bruce.

'Hi. Look, we just wanted to let you know

'that we've flagged a strange call that's come in to the station.'

Hold on.

Who was the fastest swimmer?

You? Dad!

Go ahead.

'Yeah, it was from someone claiming to be Inland Revenue,

'offering you a tax rebate.

'They were asking for your address.'

And was the address given?

'No. And they've not left any details, either.

'Sir?' Thanks for letting me know, Bruce.

We've had a covert camera in place since Jill was killed.

Back and front?

Just front.

Alarm to the local police station? No.

We'll get that put in.

What about putting a car outside the house?

HE EXHALES

That's... some cost.

Cheaper than relocating us.

I'll run it up the flagpole, but...

it's unlikely.

You know, Jacqui was, erm...

Jill Dando, her co-presenter in Crimewatch...

I know who Jill Dan...

Yeah, well, Jacqui was damaged by it all quite badly,

and she's... she's not...

This won't sit easy with her. I'll do all I can.

Let me get this straight here.

You've got four bugs

currently operating in this case, yes?

Each one needs two officers 24/7

in three shifts.

That's six officers for each listening post.

Then there's the surveillance teams.

Let's say... 12 officers keeping an eye on the subject.

That's 18 officers per bug, times four.

That's, what...

70, 72, that the DPS are paying for.

And you're saying you cannot spare an officer and a car for me?

You have our full attention.

Dave, we take threats to officers extremely seriously.

TICKING

DAVE GRUNTING

Graham.

Hang on.

Guv. Morgan.

We can do something useful, right?

Does Lockhart want that?

Well, he will if it gives him what he wants.

The bugs are still active.

Let's give them something to listen to.

Who do we stir the pot with first?

Keith Sharpe was out of the country when Crimewatch went out.

We could pull him in. No, no, no. He'll give us nothing.

Pay him a visit anyway. You know, better still...

pay him a visit when he's not there.

Full blues.

Love to. And Graham...

these people are nasty.

Do not leave your card.

Always - and tell everyone, always - give 'em mine.

OK? Guv.

SIRENS WAILING

Morning.

My name's DI Graham Twyler. I'm here to speak to Keith Sharpe.

Why?

Can you fetch Keith for me now, please?

Well, he's not at home.

Do you mind if I come in and wait?

Do you have a warrant? No.

Then no, you fucking can't.

HE CHUCKLES

Please tell Keith to contact us at his earliest convenience.

Here's my DCS's card.

Thanks for your time.

Did you have to put the sirens on, mate?

Well, did you?

'They've been knocking at the house looking for me.

'Pricks.

'Yeah, came with their full blues on.

'Well, I ain't speaking to 'em.

'The Old Bill know who it is. 15 years ago...'

'I know Keith ain't gonna say nothing.

'Do you know what I mean?'

'No-one's ever gonna claim that reward.'

SIRENS WAILING

KNOCKING AT DOOR

DOG BARKING

It's six in the morning. You're waking everyone up.

Sorry to have disturbed you. Is your husband up?

Jimmy? This is for Jimmy?

I'll fucking kill him. No, he isn't in.

Just gonna pop a card through.

'They've been knocking on ours, ain't they?

'Upsetting the missus.

'They can't do us by just a little bit of verbal.

'They gotta go in, sit in that dock.'

'You're going away for a long, long time.'

'They can't, you fucking idiot.

'It'll never happen.

'Then why are you shaking?'

'You just don't know who's gonna open their mouth.'

SWITCH CLICKS It's good.

It's very good.

What about the rest, anything we can use?

No, not yet, but it's helped.

We're buying the house next door to Glenn Vian. Mm-hm.

This, and other things like it,

they've triggered a budget spend, which is really useful.

The house next door?

Yeah, Glenn never leaves the house.

We'll get some better bugs through the wall.

And I would like...

We need you to keep on with these triggers,

if you've still got it in you.

I'll do what I can.

We'll catch these pricks.

CAR DOOR SHUTS

I'm here to see Sid.

He's out. Try me.

It's about an old job.

Daniel Morgan?

Oh, is it?

I wouldn't know anything about that, mate.

Wait, where you going?

Look, I just told you he's out.

Give him this card.

'He's a pushy little bastard.

'Been sniffing round the office, asking for Sid.'

'Alex, it's Sid.

'Listen, I don't know who this fucking Cook thinks he is.'

WHIRRING

'The United Kingdom troops...'

'Yeah, yeah, I'll say,

' "If you wanna talk to me, you fucking come and see me.

' "You knock on my door and you ain't got a warrant,

' "I'll put a knife right in your head." '

"Mind you, in those days, just about every man in the village

"was out in the woods at night, poaching pheasants.

"And they did it not only because they loved the sport,

"but because..."

ENGINE RUNNING

Dad?

Yeah, sorry. Er...

"They did it not only because they loved the sport,

"but because they needed food to feed their families.

"When I was a boy,

"times were very hard for a lot of people in England."

MUSIC ON RADIO, CHILDREN CHATTING

ENGINE REVVING

CAR HORN HONKS Dad?

It's OK, kids.

Just a silly driver.

TYRES SCREECH

HORN BLARES

It's OK. It's OK, kids.

TYRES SCREECH

E52 RAM.

E52 RAM. Dad? What's wrong?

Nothing.

Sorry, kids. It's nothing.

HE EXHALES

We're fine.

We ran the plate.

His name is Bradley Page.

Works for News Of The World... as a photographer.

And why would he want a photograph of me?

There is no conspiracy. We didn't think he'd find you.

You didn't think... he'd find me?

You're ex-directory.

They were combing the tax records, but...

we were pretty sure we'd know when they got to you

through the intercepts.

So they were talking more about me?

Well, just that there are 255 Cooks in Surrey.

Oh, Christ, look... Look, Dick, you're head of press.

Can't you give them a call or something?

Director of public affairs. And I did.

Phoned the press room, shook it down.

Turns out they're pursuing the rumour

that you're having an affair.

Me?

With who?

With Jacqui.

They're pursuing a rumour

that I'm having an affair with my wife?

I told them it was nonsense.

Course it fucking is! She's my wife!

Exactly.

I'm sure this can all be worked out.

BELL TOLLING

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

God.

You look how I feel.

Busy time?

Yeah.

I'm trying to write a... a piece on tax avoidance.

There's a whole fucking industry around it.

I'm just trying to understand this one tiny piece.

But you called this meeting.

Can you do me a favour?

Can you find out about a man called Alex Marunchak?

You're asking ME to dig? That's new.

What do you want with Alex?

How do you know him?

Hm. They call him, er, him and...

Greg Miskiw, the Rottweilers.

Rumoured links to the security services.

Nasty links to more or less everything. Why?

Ach, no reason.

Why do I think you're concealing a story?

This is NOT a story.

All right.

How's Jacqui?

Much the same.

What does that mean?

You know, we had a...

When I was training,

we had a murder, and I helped transport the body.

The constable I was with said to me,

"Now, remember, in these situations, you are Sergeant Diligaf."

I said, "What are you talking about?"

He said, "Sergeant Do I Look Like I Give A Fuck?"

NICK CHUCKLES

Never been able to manage that.

You see, I like being a detective.

Is Jacqui OK? Is it Dando again?

No, no, no.

What do you want with Marunchak? No, nothing. Listen, I'm sorry.

This was a bad idea. Really?

Sir? Hello, Hari.

Guv, do you mind if I...

Yeah, sure.

So, er, Lockhart...

He's stepping back.

What?

Yes, family illness. It's serious.

Right.

I know we haven't got enough.

No-one's put themselves on the scene, no-one's...

admitted anything.

Well, they're careful with what they say.

Even when they don't know we're listening.

Yeah, but they're pissed off.

We're pissing them off. You can see that.

Look, you can either kill it, Sir, or make it happen.

I'm here because I think we're damn close.

I think you should take command, Sir.

Both operations, the overt and the covert.

OK.

Let's arrest Sharpe.

Take him to Croydon.

They've got good links at Croydon, right? They do, yeah.

Well, let's make it as public as we possibly can.

Yes.

Turn the screw on the lot of them, eh?

I'm with you, Sergeant.

Thank you, Sir.

That was out of order.

You know that? All that fuss?

You better have something good.

What we're looking for is evidence on the murder of Daniel Morgan.

HE SCOFFS Oh, fucking knew it.

What we're especially looking to find

is the car that was used that night.

Everything points to you taking that car for Jimmy Cook.

Turn that thing off and we can talk.

You wanna do this formal, I'll no-comment.

This is all off the record, yeah? OK.

And no more house calls. My girlfriend gets migraines.

OK.

So, what do you know?

BREATHING UNSTEADILY

I was nothing to do with it.

But I did take...

I did take - for Jimmy...

..pale green VW Golf.

Don't ask me the registration. I don't remember it.

And I just... I only stored it.

So, who else was at the scene?

All I done is heard the same things you heard.

Should never have taken the motor. Jimmy's a cunt.

Do you know where they acquired the murder weapon?

Yeah, they photocopied the receipt and gave it me for interest

Course I don't.

Jimmy did tell me...

Jimmy did say...

He said Daniel gurgled...

..with the axe in his head.

So Jimmy confirmed to you he was at the scene?

I can't tell you any more than that. That's all he told me.

"Daniel gurgled with the axe in his head."

Shit Jimmy up, that.

That's all.

Look, y-you... you get them, not me.

Me, I-I'm out of this, yeah?

You should be out of this too, as well, love.

No telling what could happen to that pretty face.

Wind it in, Keith.

The Vians are nasty.

Jimmy's rank,

but Rees...

Oh, he's clever.

He can make things happen. Lot of things.

Be a shame if anything happened to you lot.

DOOR BANGS

'For ten bonus token points,

'so take your time.

'What was the first song played...' VOICE FADES

PHONE RINGS

Yep?

'Guv? We've got over 700 hits on the van.'

What, in pale green?

'Yeah, they're surprisingly popular.'

What if we narrow it down to South London?

'Might be doable.'

OBJECT CLANKS, JACQUI SCREAMS

Dave!

JACQUI SCREAMING

Whoa, whoa. What is it? Dave, there was a gun!

There was a gun pointed straight at me! Where? Where?!

At the window! At the window!

Hey!

Hey, you! Come here!

ENGINE STARTS

I can fucking see you!

TYRES SCREECH

DOOR OPENS

JACQUI GASPS Jacqui, it's OK.

It's all right. It was a camera.

What you saw was a telephoto lens.

What? I'm sorry, darling.

It was... It was a camera.

Why? Why was there a camera pointing at our house?

I was making it stop. Making what stop?

I was trying to, erm...

I was getting it sorted. What?

What are you... Southern Investigations.

They've been watching the house, Jacqui.

They've had a newspaper contact of theirs watching the house.

I mean, I had it under control. I thought I had it under control.

Someone's been watching our house?

Look as far as I can see, it's tit for tat.

They're just trying to scare me. Southern Investigations are just...

How long have you known that someone's watching our house, Dave?

I mean, it's gonna stop.

I mean, I thought it HAD stopped.

I've been onto the top brass about this. Wh...

How many people have known about this?

I was making it stop.

Because you're the big man

and you'll make this all OK? I should've told you.

You should have told me. I thought it was a gun!

How would you have reacted

if I'd have told you the truth about what was going on?

I was trying to protect you. This is protecting me?

Cos I know how you get, how you've got since Jill.

You bastard.

You bastard. It's just...

that she was... I'm sorry, I didn't...

I didn't mean that.

She was my colleague, and she was my dear friend.

I-I'm sorry. She got shot.

I-I didn't know... And there are cameras on this house,

and you've chosen not to tell me about that.

Because I thought they went away.

They followed our kids to school, didn't they?

No, th-that was something...

Leo told me you sped off,

and I-I just thought it was you just having

one of your dark days, but it-it was...

..it wasn't, was it, Dave? It was...

reporters.

HE EXHALES

Fuck.

Jesus.

Jesus Christ.

Jesus Christ. Should I phone your doctor, Jacqui?

Jacqui, should I phone your... DOOR SLAMS

Cynthia Edmonds? Yeah, come in.

How can I help?

We are in the middle of, er,

reinvestigating Daniel Morgan's murder.

Well, Daniel was before my time at Southern.

No, I understand that. This is a different matter.

Well, it was a messy place.

I never realised how messy.

If I'd known about Daniel...

Well, as part of Daniel's investigation, we've, erm...

No, I've come into contact with News Of The World.

You have?

What have they been doing to you, love?

Well, as someone who worked for Southern Investigations,

I hoped you might help explain the relationship

between Southern and Alex Marunchak.

Erm...

SHE SIGHS

When you work in that office...

..you get good.

I've always felt more of an affinity with your business, really.

I mean, I wish I'd joined the police.

Never too late. CYNTHIA CHUCKLES

You think you'd pass the physical now?

Alex Marunchak. Erm...

Well...

A nervy, horrible man.

Big, but...

..he seemed little.

I heard we were always bailing him out.

Bailing him out how?

Oh, his school fees, credit card bills,

it all went across our desk.

Sid Fillery and Jonathan Rees paid his school fees?

I heard Southern Investigations did.

Why?

Well, like Jonathan always said,

"There's no-one pays like the News Of The World do."

And what were Southern paid for?

To dig for them.

In ways they can't always dig for themselves.

Dig how?

Well, they're in the secrets business.

Surveillance, confidential information.

They've some helpful officers

that help with searching your Police National Computer.

None of this is me, I hasten to say.

I just sorted the billing. But...

y-you know, it was surprising amounts.

It was hundreds of thousands of pounds.

I'm sorry, hundreds of thousands?

Sir, we've got something on the Vian bug

that needs your attention.

We think it's a gun.

'Put the strap over your shoulder.

'Just let it hold itself, yeah?' MAN: 'Yeah, yeah.'

'Yeah. Now, what you gotta do is put it up like that.'

'All right.'

'You're better off not firing it like that, anyway.

'No, straight at him,

'but you wanna stand to the side, yeah?'

We should send it to Forensics. RECORDING STOPS

Yeah, but we know what it is.

Should still send it.

OK, once we confirm it, we need full warrants.

We're gonna arrest the lot of them.

Sir, I'm not sure we're ready for that. I know that.

But that sounds like a pump-action shotgun to me,

so we don't have any choice.

We go in hard.

Armed response across the board, OK?

Guv.

SIRENS WAILING

SIRENS APPROACH

What's this?

We have a search warrant for these premises.

Yeah? On what fucking charge, eh?

Misconduct in a public office.

Put 'em in separate cars.

What, you taking me in as well?

Everyone. Fuck's sake.

102-378 to 102-892.

Suspect four walking. Over.

'Copy that. In position.'

SNORING

'Suspect approaching.'

Armed police!

Fuck! Fuck!

ALL SHOUTING All right! Fucking hell!

- Put your head down! - Get down!

Armed police! Stay where you are!

Get down!

SHOUTING

Turn around now! Turn!

DOG BARKING

SHOUTING CONTINUES

Stop moving! Stop fucking moving!

What are you, fucking nuts?!

Show us your hands!

BARKING

We're here to talk to you about the murder of Daniel Morgan.

Daniel who?

I had nothing to do with that.

No way. Not at all.

Well, let's jog your memory.

Daniel Morgan was killed by an axe to the back of the head.

The Golden Lion car park in March 1987.

With an axe?

Fuck, no. I had nothing to do with it.

An alibi?

I cooked an alibi? With who?

Not my style, son.

What's he saying, eh?

That we had him followed? Why?

Why would a Scotland Yard officer

in charge of a major crime investigation

be turned off because a couple of oiks in a van

were giving him a tail, eh?

Doesn't work, does it?

Does it?

No comment. No comment.

No comment. No comment.

'I think it's gonna be all right.'

'Great.'

- Hey, kids. - Hey.

'What a day. You know, I had...'

Where's Mum? Don't know.

HE SETS KEYS DOWN

Jacqui? I'm fine.

Should I phone the doctor? I said I'm fine.

HE SIGHS, PHONE RINGS

Wait.

'Guv?'

Go ahead.

'Child pornography found on Fillery's computer.'

What?

They're saying it's a significant amount.

And what about the gun?

'Not found, Sir.'

Not at either Vian's residence?

'No, Sir.'

Fuck. But we heard it.

Yeah.

'Any other evidence?'

Nothing substantial, Sir.

OK. Thanks.

I think it's totally right you've asked for this meeting.

Thank you.

The only thing I'd advise is, when in these conversations,

is do be aware of the power and the impact of the media.

Of News International? Exactly.

FOOTSTEPS APPROACH

Rebekah is very charming.

Gents. Why don't you head up?

We'll bring her in.

Right. Shall we?

BELL DINGS

..she said that "I would expect him to be there eventually."

David. Rebekah.

Thanks for meeting me. It's an honour.

Dick tells me you've got quite the clean-up record?

Well, I wouldn't say that.

The British public need people like you.

I'm not afraid to look old-fashioned saying so.

You're a powerful advocate. We appreciate it.

SHE EXHALES

How can I help?

It's a concern I have over one of your team,

and I thought it worth raising with you.

Who is it you're concerned about?

Alex Marunchak has what I would describe

as an uneasy relationship with a team you worked with

called Southern Investigations.

They work for me? Not exactly...

Their work is heavily subsidised by you.

They're independent contractors.

Well, then, they don't work for me, do they?

Not to be pedantic about it, but I work in news.

Stickler for the facts.

Well, we have active investigations relating to them.

They have many criminal links,

and I would advise you to cease all contracts with them.

Well, I will investigate. Thank you for raising it.

Shall we?

This is a statement

from Cynthia Edmonds, who worked at Southern.

She says she heard that Alex Marunchak

had his children's school fees paid for by them...

and his debts serviced.

Private matters.

Private matters that, in my opinion,

have led to a distorted relationship.

They've led to questions about who wags the dog here,

you or them.

Probably worth saying again, it's not me involved in this,

so I suggest your accusatory "you"

be replaced by something more...

SHE INHALES

..general.

Four months ago,

when I was investigating Southern Investigations,

Alex Marunchak was asked to support them

in explicitly coming after me.

Your budget was spent harassing me in every way,

leading to problems for my family.

They followed me and my children to school.

I wasn't aware of this,

but it is my understanding that any attention you received,

and I apologise if it was ever overzealous,

had little to do with you.

Rather, it was about your partner, Jacqui Hames,

and her close association with the Jill Dando case.

You can surely understand our interest in her,

no matter how unsavoury you might find it.

No, I-I think this went way beyond "unsavoury".

And I do agree... I have told you...

..that this wasn't about Jacqui.

..I will investigate

our relationship with Southern Investigations.

And what about Alex Marunchak?

Well, Alex, as Dick will tell you, I hope,

is a good reporter.

Any allegations about his private life,

I believe should stay private. I'm sorry. Are you...

I don't think you're seeing the bigger picture here.

No, I do, I do see. I promise I do.

I will look into our clearly uneasy relationship with Southern.

I'm so grateful you brought this to me,

and for all of your service.

It was a pleasure to meet you.

You know, Dick's quite right,

you are a remarkable police officer.

Let's head downstairs. Wonderful.

LIFT RATTLING

'Doors opening.'

CHATTER

You'll have to excuse me, I have another appointment.

Once again...

Thank you for your service.

Never mind, Rebekah.

Happy?

Looking lovely, as always. Oh...

She knows the Commissioner.

She knows everyone.

You come all this way, and all you get's terrible coffee.

ROBERT CHUCKLES

I'm sure it's not as bad as the filth at our place. Yeah.

How's things your end?

Well, if you haven't committed an armed robbery

or a historic sex offence, then God help you with the CPS.

Yours?

Well, murder's murder. Lot of it about.

HE CHUCKLES

What you thinking, Robert?

We think that there isn't sufficient evidence.

For any of them?

Well, the child pornography found on Fillery's computer,

that we can charge on.

The Vians, even with the gun sounds, it's insufficient evidence.

Rees?

Yeah, b-but surely... surely there's enough for a conspiracy charge,

couple of years for each of them.

It's hearsay.

It's only hearsay and guessing between the lines.

We've got them on tape talking about the crime.

No, we don't. We've got them on tape talking AROUND the crime.

You're right, that is terrible.

HE SIGHS Come on, you...

you knew this wasn't enough.

So it's dead, right?

A dead duck.

I'm sorry.

I mean, we will review it one last time, but...

..I'm sure of our answer.

The case is closed.

You know, I-I can't stop thinking that the gun was very, er...

Well, the timing. Very convenient.

Kind of thinking that sends you mad.

But I understand the sentiment.

Surprising to have had a DCS on this.

Leaning in, I mean.

Well, it's just...

It just bothered me, that's all.

Some cases get under our skin.

They do.

Thanks for the filthy coffee.

Yeah, my pleasure.

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