All language subtitles for The.Hack.S01E02.720p.STAN.WEB-DL.DDP5.1.H.264-RAWR_Track4

(DEED I DO BY BLOSSOM DEARIE
PLAYING ON RECORD PLAYER)

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...

SLATER: 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.

- (OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)
- (INDISTINCT CHATTERING)

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 acting contrary
to the Data Protection Act?

What?

SLATER: Go, get yourself in.

Wh... What is this?

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

Give me my caution.

SLATER: 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.

- (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)
- I am not a fucking flight risk.

No, sir.

Go.

- (INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
- This car, sir.

Have somebody get that open.

(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, uh, 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, uh, 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!

LOCKHART:
On the 10th of March, 1987,

Morgan was attacked
in the rear car park

(DISTORTED VOICE)
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.

- Okay.
- DAVE: 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.

DAVE: 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.

Now 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 that 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.

GRAHAM: We're hearing
he drove the getaway vehicle.

And that, number six,

Keith Sharpe, stored it.

DAVE: 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 of 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.

- Understood?
- ALL: Yes, Guv.

All right, go ahead.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(DISTORTION)

MAN: (ON PHONE) Hey...
Yeah, we're watching it now.

Yeah, okay. Bye.

(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.

NICK: (ON RADIO) Daniel Morgan
had worked for years

as a private investigator,

and according to those who knew him,
he was dedicated to his job.

No one was here...

NICK: Aside from work,
he had 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 07:30.
- Yep.

NICK: 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 09:00 p.m.

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.

WOMAN: Back to studio...
NICK: If you were there that night,

call us now.

NICK: 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 am here tonight
to re-investigate 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?

DAVE: Fifty.

For any person
who can give me information

which leads to the arrest
and charge of those responsible.

NICK: 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 0808-157-0 treble 5.

- 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)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING)

JIMMY COOK: (ON PHONE) Fifty grand.

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

GLENN VIAN: (ON PHONE) The Met
had their crack, fucked it up.

Hampshire has their crack,
fucked it up.

What? So, now they've
given it to this...

SID FILLERY: (ON PHONE)
Who is this DCI Cook?

JACQUI: It was good. You were good.

DAVE: Yeah. We'll know by the morning
whether I was any good.

JACQUI: (CHUCKLES)
I was more nervous for me

than I was for you,
and there you were

- a consummate professional.
- I was really nervous.

(GIGGLES)

Nick liked you.

- Did he?
- He did, yeah.

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

Now you understand it, though.

Hmm.

They want it done, right?

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

DAVE: Mmm-hmm.

You know, it was
really nice to see you.

People really respect you,
which is weird.

(LAUGHS)

(SOFTLY) Shut up.

Assault by sausage roll!

- You get 18 months for that.
- (JACQUI LAUGHS)

I feel like you've just come
to my school or something. (CHUCKLES)

Yeah, it was nice.

Come on.

GLENN: (ON PHONE)
See, I wouldn't do anything.

(INDISTINCT DISTORTED VOICE)

(RATTLING NOISE)

(DISTORTED VOICES)

LOCKHART: 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 a boiler?

Plumbers were all we could get in.

Didn't need to put it
behind the fuckin' boiler.

Behind the fridge. Behind anywhere.

Want 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?
- No, 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 said he wants
to "sort you out".

- Me?
- LOCKHART: Yeah.

And who is this Marunchak?

A News of the World flunkie.
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're 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.

LOCKHART: The fallout from this
isn't over yet.

You've made a huge difference.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

GIRL: Mmm-hmm.
Mum, who's the better swimmer?

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

GIRL: That's what all parents say.

JACQUI: (LAUGHS) Yeah. Okay. Okay.

- (KEYS JANGLE)
- JACQUI: Okay.

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

David?

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

DAVE: Sorry.

How was the swimming, kids?

BOY: Good.
GIRL: Good.

DAVE: Good.
JACQUI: I don't mind. I don't mind.

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

DAVE: I know. I really am sorry.
JACQUI: You owe me.

- I know.
- JACQUI: Again.

Yeah, I owe you everything.

(MOBILE PHONE RINGING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTERING ON TV)

Yep.

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

- Hey, Bruce.
- BRUCE: Hi.

Look, we just wanted to let you know

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

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

Hold on.

Who was the fastest swimmer?

- You?
- GIRL: Dad.

DAVE: Go ahead.

BRUCE: Yeah, it was from someone
claiming to be Inland Revenue

offering you a tax rebate.

They were asking for your address.

Was the address given?

BRUCE: 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.

SAM: Alarm to the local
police station?

No.

We'll get that put in.

What about putting a car
outside the house?

(SCOFFS)

That's some cost.

Cheaper than relocating us.

I'll run it up the flag pole, but...

It's unlikely.

You know, Jacqui was, um...

Jill Dando, her co-presenter

- in Crimewatch...
- I know who Jill Dan...

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
on 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.

(UNSETTLING MUSIC PLAYING)

(PHONE RINGS IN DISTANCE)

(DAVE GRUNTING)

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

(MUSIC CRESCENDOS AND FADES)

Graham.

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?

Well, 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.

- Okay?
- Guv.

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(SIRENS WAILING)

GRAHAM: Morning.

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

Why?

Can you fetch Keith
for me now please?

But 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.

(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 ya?

KEITH: (ON PHONE) They've been
knocking at the house looking for me.

Pricks.

They came with their full blues on.
Well, I ain't speaking to 'em.

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

GARRY: I know that Keith ain't
gonna say nothing.

Do you know what I mean?

GLENN: No one's ever
gonna claim that reward.

(SIRENS WAILING)

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

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

I'm sorry to disturb you,
is your husband up?

Jimmy? This is for Jimmy?

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

(SLAMS)

GRAHAM: Just gonna pop
a card through.

JIMMY: 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.

KIM: (ON PHONE) You're going away
for a long, long time.

GLENN: (ON PHONE)
They can't, you fucking idiot.

It'll never happen.

KIM: Then why are you shaking?

GLENN: 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.
- Mmm-hmm.

LOCKHART: 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 we can.

We'll catch these pricks.

(DOOR SHUTS)

I'm here to see Sid.

- (DOOR SHUTS)
- He's out. Try me.

It's about an old job.

Daniel Morgan?

Oh, is it?

I wouldn't know
anything about that, mate.

LIAM: Wait, where you going?

I just told you he's out.

Give him this card.

LIAM: (ON PHONE)
He's a pushy little bastard.

Been sniffing around the office
asking for Sid.

SID: Alex, it's Sid.

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

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(WHIRRING)

NARRATOR: (ON TV)
The United Kingdom troops...

GLENN: (ON PHONE)
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 your knife
right in your head.

DAVE: (READING)
"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 WHIRRING)
- (OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

GIRL: Dad?

Yeah, sorry. (MUMBLES)

"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."

- (SONG PLAYING ON RADIO)
- (SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(ENGINE REVVING)

- (CAR HORN HONKING)
- Dad?

It's okay, kids.

Just a silly driver.

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

(TYRES SCREECH)

(CAR HONKING)

DAVE: It's okay. It's okay, kids.

(TYRES SCREECH)

E 52 RAM.

- E 52 RAM.
- Dad?

- What's wrong?
- Nothing.

Sorry, kids. It's nothing.

(EXHALES)

We're fine.

SAM: 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?

DICK: 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.

- And...
- Oh, Christ, don't.

Look, Dick, you...
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.

Of course, it fucking is.
She's my wife.

Exactly. I'm sure
this can all be worked out.

(BELL TOLLING)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

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?

DAVE: How do you know him?

Hmm. They call him, er, him and...

Greg Miskiw, The Rottweilers.

Rumoured links
to the security services.

Nasty links to more
or less everything. Why?

Ah, 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?

DAVE: 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?"

(CHUCKLES)

Never been able to manage that.

You see, I like being a detective.

Is Jacqui okay? 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?

DESAI: Sir?
DAVE: Hello, Hari.

- DESAI: Guv, do you mind if I...
- DAVE: Yeah, sure.

So, uh, 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.

(SIGHS) 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.

Okay.

Let's arrest Sharpe.

Take him to Croydon. They've got
good links at Croydon, right?

They do, yeah.

And 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.

KEITH: 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.

(SCOFFS) Oh, fucking knew it.
I have nothing to do...

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.

KEITH: Turn that thing off
and we can talk.

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

- This is all off the record, yeah?
- Okay.

And no more house calls.
My girlfriend gets migraines.

Okay.

So, what do you know?

(EXHALES AND GULPS)

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... Only stored it.

GRAHAM: So who else was at the scene?

KEITH: 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.

Of 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.

You... You get them, not me.

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

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

No telling what could
happen to that pretty face.

Look, 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.

MAN: (ON RADIO)
For ten bonus token points,

so take your time.

What was the first song played...
(VOICE FADES)

(MOBILE PHONE RINGING)

- Yep?
- GRAHAM: Guv.

We've got over 700 hits on the van.

What, pale green?

GRAHAM:
Yeah, they're surprisingly popular.

What if we narrow it down
to South London?

GRAHAM: Might be doable.

- (OBJECT CLANKS)
- JACQUI: (SCREAMS) Dave?

- (FOREBODING MUSIC PLAYING)
- (CONTINUES SCREAMING)

DAVE: Whoa, whoa, whoa.

JACQUI: Dave, there was a gun.

- There was a gun. There was a gun...
- DAVE: Where?

- ...pointed straight at me.
- DAVE: Where?

At the window. At the window.

DAVE: Hey.

Hey, you. Come here.

(ENGINE STARTS)

I can fucking see you.

(DOORKNOB CLICKS)

- (JACQUI GASPS)
- Jacqui, it's okay. Sorry. I'm sorry.

It was a camera.

- What you saw was a telephoto lens.
- JACQUI: 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 know that someone's
watching our house, Dave?

I mean, it's gonna stop.

I mean, I thought it had stopped.

I've been on
to the top brass about this.

How many people
have known about this?

I was making it stop.

Oh, because you're the big man

- and you gonna make this all okay?
- I... I know I should've told you.

You should have told me, yeah,
because I thought that 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?

Yeah, because I know how you get.
How you got since Jill.

You bastard.

You bastard. It's just...

- That she was...
- I'm sorry, I... I didn't... (SIGHS)

- I didn't mean that.
- ...she was my colleague,

and she was my dear friend.

- DAVE: I'm... I'm sorry.
- She got shot.

- DAVE: 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, that... That...
That was something...

Oh, Leo told me, that you sped off,

and... And I... And I just thought
it was you just having

one of your dark days,
but it was... (MUMBLES)

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

(EXHALES)

(SOFTLY) Fuck.

Jesus.

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, uh,

reinvestigating
Daniel Morgan's murder.

Well, Daniel was before
my time at Southern.

No, I... I understand that.
But this is a different matter.

Well, it was a messy place.

I never realised how messy.

If I'd known about Daniel...

Well, as... 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... As someone who worked
for Southern Investigations,

I hoped you might help
explain the relationship

between Southern and Alex Marunchak.

Erm...

(EXHALES)

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? (CHUCKLES)

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?

(OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

To... 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 you, you know,
it was surprising amounts.

It was hundreds
of thousands of pounds.

I'm sorry, hundreds of thousands?

DESAI: Sir, we've got
something on the Vian bug

that needs your attention.

We think it's a gun.

GLENN: (ON RADIO)
Put the strap over your shoulder.

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

GLENN: Yeah, now,
what you gotta do is

- put it up like that.
- MAN: Okay.

GLENN: You'd better off not firing
it like that anyway.

Not straight at him,

but you wanna stand
to the side, yeah?

- We should send that to forensics.
- (RECORDING STOPS)

- Yeah, but we know what it is.
- Should still send it.

Okay, 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
pump action shotgun to me,

so we don't have any choice.

We go in hard.

Armed response
across the board, okay?

Guv.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(SIRENS WAILING)

(SIRENS WAILING AT A DISTANCE)

SID: What's this?

We have a search warrant
for these premises.

Yeah? On what fucking charge, eh?

Misconduct in a public office.

Put them in separate cars.

MAN: What are you
taking me in as well?

GRAHAM: Everyone.
MAN: Fuck's sake.

(INTENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

DESAI: 102 378 to 102 892,

suspect four walking. Over.

DAVE: (ON RADIO)
Copy that. In position.

(SNORING)

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

DESAI: (ON RADIO)
Suspect approaching.

- (DOOR SLAMS)
- (INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

Fuck. Fuck.

All right! Fucking hell!

OFFICER 1: Put you head down!
OFFICER 2: Get down!

OFFICER 3: Armed police.
Stay where you are.

- OFFICER: Get down!
- (OFFICER SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

- (POLICE OFFICERS SHOUTING)
- (DOG BARKING)

Stop moving. Stop fucking moving.

Are you fucking nuts?

OFFICER 1: Show us your hands.

OFFICER: Search him!

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 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?

It doesn't work, does it?

Does it?

- No comment.
- No comment.

- No comment.
- No comment.

(CAR DOOR SHUTS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER ON TV)

MAN: (ON TV)
I think it's gonna be all right.

- Great.
- MAN: (ON TV) It's such...

Hey, kids.

BOTH: Hey.

MAN: (SIGHS) What a day.

- DAVE: Where's Mum?
- Don't know.

(KEYS JANGLE)

- Jacqui.
- I'm fine.

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

- (EXHALES)
- (MOBILE PHONE RINGING)

Wait.

GRAHAM: (ON PHONE) Guv?

DAVE: Go ahead.

GRAHAM: Child pornography
found on Fillery's computer.

What?

They're saying
it's a significant amount.

And what about the gun?

GRAHAM: Not found, sir.

Not at either Vian's residence?

GRAHAM: No, sir.

Fuck, but we heard it.

Yeah.

DAVE: Any other evidence?

Nothing substantial, sir.

Okay. Thanks.

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

DAVE: Thank you.

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

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

- Of News International?
- Exactly.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Rebekah is very charming.

Gents.

Why don't you head up?
We'll bring her in.

All right. Shall we?

(BELL DINGS)

REBEKAH: ...she said that I would

- expect him to be there eventually.
- (DICK LAUGHS)

DICK: David.
DAVE: Rebekah.

- Thanks for meeting me.
- It's an honour.

Dick tells 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.

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 these 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...

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...

- ...but 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... I'm sorry. Are you...

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

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 RATTLES)

- AUTOMATED VOICE: Doors opening.
- (LIFT DINGS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER OUTSIDE)

You'll have to excuse me,

I have another appointment.
Once again...

Thank you for your service.

Never mind, Rebekah.

ANDY: Happy?

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

She knows the commissioner.

She knows everyone.

DAVE: You come all this way,

and all you get is 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.

(CHUCKLES)

What are you thinking, Robert?

We think that there isn't
sufficient evidence.

For any of them?

ROBERT: 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, but... But surely...

surely there's enough
for a conspiracy charge

- a 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 'em on tape
talking around the crime.

You're right, that is terrible.

(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, uh...

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.