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So, to sum up, Creative
Problem Solving.

Techniques that allow us to
move forward as individuals,

as teams, as an organisation.

- Right.
- One last thing before we finish.

Ugh!

Could you stand up, please?

Right, you catch it, you come
up with a different use for it.

If you get stuck, use the
checklist. Don't censor.

Um...

Cut the bottom off, attach four
strings, tie them to a silk canopy.

- Hot air balloon.
- Great.

Sterilise, crush, melt
and mince 100 bottles,

providing fibrous polyester strands,
which we weave into a fleece.

No, I'm sorry, me
brain's gone blank.

Relax, use the checklist.
You have an idea, Gerry.

I haven't.

If it's sexual, it's
perfectly normal.

No, I'm sorry,
sweetheart, nothing.

- Don't block, Gerry.
- I'm not.

- You have the answer.
- I haven't.

- What are you holding?
- Eh?

- Say it, Gerry.
- What?

What's in your hand?

It's a bottle, for
Christ's sake!

♪ It's all right, it's okay

♪ Doesn't really matter
if you're old and grey

♪ It's all right,
I say, it's okay

♪ Listen to what I say

♪ It's all right, doing fine

♪ Doesn't really matter
if the sun don't shine

♪ It's all right,
I say, it's okay

♪ We're getting to
the end of the day ♪

I'm really flattered you asked me, Elise,
but you understand it is taking a big risk

and I want to be sure you've
thought about the consequences.

Absolutely.

Don't want time
to think about it?

I know what I want,
Jack. Always have.

Sorry.

Oh, shit.

- Hello?
- Where the hell are you, Jack?

- Thanks, take care.
- Thank you.

- Bye.
- Bye-bye.

- Hello.
- Goodbye.

Sorry I'm late.

You're not just late, you
missed the entire workshop.

Oh, dear, what a pity.

Now, what do
you think... this is?

Crystallised narcotic?

You apply heat, it
dissolves into a liquid,

allow that to evaporate, leaving a
powder ready for sale on the streets.

No.

It's an extremely rare,
uncut red diamond.

Didn't know you could
get red diamonds.

- Where did you get it from?
- Social worker, Elise Allen.

She recovered it from
a Peabody flat in 1982.

The tenant, John Newman, died,
leaving no traceable next of kin.

She was responsible
for clearing his flat.

- Did she know it was a diamond?
- Elise thought it was a crystal.

Go on, how much?

Astound me.

Well, for insurance
purposes, say...

£1 5 million.

What?

- Give it here.
- 1 5 million for a lump of carbon?

For a piece of history. That diamond
was around before the dinosaurs.

- Here.
- Oh!

Oh, bloody hell!

A salute would suffice, guys.

- Where's the diamond?
- It was stolen.

- What?
- Here it is.

Tosser.

In 1982, thieves broke into
the Poultry vaults in the City.

Poultry vaults.
That rings a bell.

November the 14th, 1982.

They forced open 12
safety deposit boxes.

Got away with millions.
No one was caught.

Who officially owns it?

Polestar Insurance made a £7.5
million payout to a gentleman in 1983.

So officially, it's theirs.

Furthermore, there were
four smaller red diamonds,

also uncut, also never found.

They were part of the same haul.

Yeah, but who was John Newman?

And what was he doing
with a stolen diamond?

That is a case for UCOS.

John Newman was somehow
connected with the Poultry vaults robbery.

He might even have done it.

- Nice pad.
- Yes.

Husband was a very
successful architect.

He left her well cared for.

- So she's single.
- Widowed.

Elise.

Elise Allen, this
is Gerry Standing.

- Lovely to meet you.
- You, too.

- Come in.
- Thank you.

John Newman was
peeling potatoes in his flat.

He had a heart attack and died.

- Who found him?
- A WPC broke in and found him dead.

Any signs of forced
entry, foul play, injuries?

The coroner recorded
natural causes.

He'd been on sickness
benefit for two years.

- How long before they found him?
- Not long.

The potato peelings blocked the sink,
it overflowed and flooded the flat below.

Presumably, if there's no next of
kin, a load of stuff must get binned.

Ninety percent of it. Anything
of value goes to the Chancellor.

Unless, of course, it happens
to be a £1 5 million red diamond.

I know I shouldn't
have taken it,

but if I hadn't, it would've been
sitting at the bottom of a landfill.

Why did you take it?

I was upset.

The sum total of a man's life sitting there
in five bin bags waiting to be dumped.

Did you get any feeling for the man?
I mean, socially? Was he rich, poor?

He had half a dozen
handmade suits.

There were family photos, but none
of his family or friends came forward.

- What about the funeral?
- No one turned up.

So, when did you realise that
the crystal was in fact a diamond?

When I retired, I took a
course in jewellery design.

The tools we used were the
same as the ones in Newman's box.

I started to wonder
about the crystal.

There was a box?

Ah! Got it!

Thank you.

- Here we go.
- Thank you.

That's John Newman.

There's another
roll of film here.

And these are jeweller's tools.

He made regular trips from
London to Antwerp and Geneva.

Sell the diamonds in Antwerp, deposit
the money in a Swiss bank account.

This airline ticket's for Antwerp,
December the 7th, 1982.

A trip to sell the
stolen diamond?

Hold on. Problem.

This was also stamped in Antwerp
Airport, 14th of November, 1982.

The day of the robbery.

So John Newman couldn't
have stolen the diamond.

But was possibly connected
to the person who did.

Okay. So we need to find out
who the original suspects were

and establish a
connection with Newman.

Maybe there's somebody on the
Peabody Estate remembers him.

You and Gerry go and find out.

Brian, you and I will check
through the old case files...

- Hang on!
- And see what we can come up with.

I'd rather go with Jack.
It's more interesting work.

Maybe I can arrange for the flying
squad to take you out for lunch?

No, it's just I
can't work him out.

I thought that maybe if I got inside
his home, I might get inside his head.

Okay, fine, fine. Gerry and
I will do the donkey work.

Oh, I see. I'm not
creative enough

- to talk to the public.
- Let's just get on with it, shall we, Gerry?

Yes, Ma'am.

Fran Hunter used to
live underneath Newman,

moved into the
flat when he died.

- Why did she do that?
- Better view?

Miss Hunter? We're from UCOS.

- We phoned earlier.
- Hello.

We appreciate you
allowing us to look at the flat.

Well, it's nice to have
visitors once in a while.

- Oh, mezuzah.
- Say that again?

Mezuzah, it's a token that
protects Jewish households.

I always wondered what that was.

Did you know John Newman?

Well, he kept
himself to himself.

Do you recognise
either of these two?

Daughter and
grandchild, possibly.

Did you ever see him with
other people? Friends? Family?

Well, to be honest, I don't
remember much about him at all.

I didn't hear a peep out of
him until the night he died.

- What happened?
- Well, I remember

'cause it was the
night that JR was shot.

And Dallas was just about to start, and
there this shouting match going on up here.

I lived below Mr
Newman in those days.

Was it a violent row?

- Was stuff being thrown?
- No.

In fact, by the time I got
up here, they'd stopped,

and Dallas was just
about to start, so I left it.

I went back in, watched Dallas,

I was just about to get up
and the ceiling collapsed,

and half the Thames
landed on my head.

Now, Dallas started at 8:30.

So, how long for the sink
to overflow? 10 minutes?

That'd leave 50 minutes.

The coroner put time of
death between nine and 10.

I'd put it close to 8:30.

That's how long it would take for the water
to pool under the floorboards and flood.

That means he would have had his heart
attack immediately after the shouting.

- Or maybe because of it.
- Oh, it's terrible, really.

I mean, I lived side by
side with him all those years

and the only thing I can tell you about the
man is that he always looked really smart

- and that he was Jewish.
- You never said he was Jewish.

Well, I assume he was. It was
him that put up that mez, mez...

- Mezuzah.
- Mezuzah thing.

Gerry! Come here a minute.

Thanks, I'll hold.

Have you ever had
a suit tailor-made?

Yeah, yeah. I used to treat
myself when I got married.

And do men talk
to their tailors?

Listen, he's measuring your inside
leg, of course you're gonna talk to him.

So would you say that
your tailor knew you?

I'd say he had the
measure of me.

Ha ha.

Oh, look at this, can't keep a
good criminal down, can you?

Les Spitz. Prime suspect for the
Poultry vaults diamond robbery.

East End boy made good, or
bad, depending how you look at it.

- Do you know him?
- Know of him.

Persil-white now, virtually
establishment. Jewellery trade.

Why was he a suspect?

Well, he pulled a similar
stunt a few years before.

You know, I saw Spitz once getting
out of his bloody great big white Merc.

And I thought, "This
is a mug's game.

"I'm supposed to be the good
guy and I'm driving a Ford Capri."

- Would you have swapped?
- Cars, definitely.

Hang on.

Yeah, okay.

Mm-hm.

Thank you, that's great.

John Newman's
tailor, Sid Goldberg,

still runs a family business along with
his daughter Ruth Goldberg in Savile Row.

Oh. Now, if Newman had
half a dozen suits made,

well, that's a lot of time
to talk to your tailor, innit?

Three, two, one, go.

Is he all right? JACK: Don't
worry, it's part of his method.

Now, the diamond
was in full view.

The person he was
arguing with saw it and left it.

He trusted John
Newman with the diamond.

But what about the
four other diamonds?

If Elise took the big one, what
happened to the smaller ones?

Elise wasn't the
only person in the flat,

there was the WPC, Miss Hunter,
the ambulance service, maintenance...

- The burglars.
- The burglars.

Burglars, what burglars?

Well, they broke into the
flat, ripped up the floor boards,

the light fittings,
even the plumbing.

All Mr Newman's stuff had been moved out so
I don't know what they thought they'd find.

I'd hazard a guess.

Good. Pin them up there.

And tell Mr Freeman that if he wants it ready
for the opening, he has to come in for a fitting.

Speak.

Yes. The chocolate leather
and it has to be flexible. Good.

- Ah. Where were we?
- John Newman. Take a good look.

No, still no.

He had half a dozen of your suits
hanging in his wardrobe when he died.

- So he must have been quite a good customer.
- Average.

Six suits, that's two winter weight,
two summer, one morning, one formal.

Ruth, I'm busy.

Excuse me.

New Bond Street's still waiting for
the black cashmere. I need an invoice.

- I'll find it. I'll find it.
- Okay. You deal with it, Sid.

Does the name Leslie
Spitz mean anything to you?

I do not know Leslie Spitz,

and I can't remember
John Newman.

Sid's lying.

- How do you know?
- Woman's intuition.

You wouldn't have
picked up on it.

If I have so little intuition,
how come I'm the only one

who's picked up
on Jack and Elise?

What about Jack and Elise?

Haven't you noticed how
many times he says her name?

He's got a very bad
case of mentionitis.

I've known Elise for 30 years.

- She is professional, meticulous...
- I'm not saying she took the diamonds.

- I don't think she did.
- Elise came to me

because she wanted
the case cleared up.

Exactly. We don't even know if
the four diamonds were in the flat.

Elise is not capable of any...

I was just bouncing ideas
around, I'm not saying...

How did you get on?

Sid Goldberg doesn't
remember a client John Newman.

I bet he remembers a
client called Josef Nieumann.

Forensics couldn't come up
with a match for John Newman.

But Interpol came up with a
perfect match for Josef Nieumann,

a diamond cutter from Amsterdam.

Oil and diamond dust left an
almost perfect print on the box.

Nieumann was imprisoned in
a concentration camp in 1943,

where he came into contact
with the criminal underworld.

After the war, he became a small-time
racketeer and diamond handler.

Sometime in the '50s
he came over to the UK

and changed his
name to John Newman.

New birth certificate,
new passport, the lot.

- So he laundered his old identity.
- That's right.

- Who do you think you are, Rolf Harris?
- It's a mind map.

Symbols and pictures allow
the brain to connect with an idea

on a deeper level than words.

Lists kill the creative process.

Come on, Elise,
I'll buy you a drink...

I'm Sandra.

Good night, Brian.

Gerry, that was pathetic, mate.

And Shearer's in the box,
he's unmarked, it's a goal!

On me head! Oh, nearly!

- Good morning.
- Referee, there's a car on the pitch!

Play is a very important
part of creativity.

Yeah, well, right now I'm
more interested in crime.

I've just had Nieumann's
film developed.

Josef. JACK: The family.

Elise assumed it was his
daughter and granddaughter.

Looks like a wedding.

Yeah, that's Igeth Synagogue.

Now, let me enhance that.

Do you remember? Michael Fagan,

shinned up the drainpipe
into Her Majesty's bedroom?

Yeah, then sat on the bed and
asked for a cigarette, didn't he?

The 7th of June, 1982.

So, we got a date, we got a
synagogue and we got a wedding party.

Whoever got married knew Josef.

For centuries, diamonds have
been central to Jewish survival.

You couldn't escape with an oak
chest or a dinner service, but a diamond...

Well, our man...

small enough to be concealed on the body and
redeemable for cash anywhere in the world.

You say he moved
here in the 1950s?

Is that a problem?

Well, by 1950, the cutting industry
had moved to Antwerp. Unless...

In the '40s, diamond cutting
was a protected industry.

Jewish refugees were allowed to set up
factories, if they taught war veterans the trade.

So the government needed
experienced cutters to teach them?

His name was Josef Nieumann.

Or he may have called
himself John Newman.

Anglicised his name. Blend in.

Made it easier to do
business with non-Jews.

So you do remember him?

Remember him? No.
Way before my time.

Your best bet is the
archives. This way.

You see, you take those
mental leaps and Jack's thorough.

I mean, basically, I'm the only
one in the team who's not creative.

Gerry, it takes a lot of
creativity to be unfaithful,

and you've been
very successful at that.

Yeah. Yeah, you're right.

Eh up, 7th of June '82 was
our friendly tailor's wedding.

"Groom, Sidney Goldberg.

"Best Man, Josef Nieumann.

"Bridesmaid, Ruth Nieumann."

So Josef knew Sidney Goldberg,
and had a daughter or granddaughter.

Yeah.

Same age and name
as Sid's daughter.

Yeah. Ruth.

Josef was Sid
Goldberg's best man.

- And Ruth...
- Ruth Goldberg is Josef Nieumann's daughter.

And the woman in the
picture is her mother?

She died in 1981,
motor neurone disease.

They were never married. She
was 28 years younger than Josef.

So why did Sid lie?

My assistant tells me you've
been asking about Ruth.

That's right. Ruth Nieumann.

Yes.

I was, er, protecting Ruth.

No, you were
wasting police time.

Well, she has her father up there on a
pedestal. I mean, he could do no wrong.

- But he did.
- But he did good things, too.

He was the best diamond
cutter of his generation.

He taught war veterans
to cut diamonds.

- How long did he work with the veterans?
- Three years.

- And then?
- Then Schrama's, London diamond merchants.

They wanted a cutter
to teach the apprentices.

- When did he stop working for Schrama's?
- 1980.

Why did he stop working in 1980?

His girlfriend was sick.

He was 58 and looking after a
small child and he couldn't cope.

So my wife and I
looked after Ruth.

- Why you?
- Well, he was my cousin.

So what was Josef doing whilst
you were looking after Ruth?

Getting ready for a new life. He
was taking Ruth back to Holland.

- When? Did he have a date?
- November the 27th, 1982.

Ruthie was so excited.

She sat there with her little
case and her sandwiches.

And she sat with her coat on just
waiting for him but he never came.

Because he died
two days earlier.

Why didn't you come forward?

He was your cousin,
best man at your wedding,

he trusted you with his daughter,
and yet you didn't attend his funeral?

I don't buy it, Sid.

Josef... he
compartmentalised his life.

I was afraid that if
he was investigated,

the authorities would end
up taking Ruthie from me.

Why disrupt her life any more?

What did you know
about his other life?

Oh, in the camps he
picked up ways of surviving.

He fenced things for favours.

And when he came out he, well,
he didn't change all those ways.

We're not judging him, Sid, we're just
trying to find out who he was working with.

- Do you remember any names?
- No.

Leslie Spitz?

- You've already asked me about him.
- I'm asking you again.

About 40, at least he
would've been back then.

Drove a white Mercedes.

I remember a white Mercedes.

Josef wanted us to
use it for the wedding

but I wasn't gonna drive to
the synagogue in a German car.

- Do you remember who owned the car?
- No idea, no.

Okay. Thank you very much.

Oh, uh, just a minute.

Josef's apprentice.

Now, his father had
a white Mercedes.

I'll ring your PA, fix a
fitting for your evening suit.

Excellent.

- And once again, thank you.
- Pleasure.

- Is this about my father?
- What do you remember about him?

His hands were rough
from the diamonds,

he smelt gorgeous, always
had mint imperials in his pockets.

It's not going to help you
with your investigation, is it?

Did you meet any of his friends?

Do you remember
the name Leslie Spitz?

I was six when my father
died. My parents are just ghosts.

I've no funny stories, there's no family friends,
no junk in the attic, just one big blank.

What has Sid told
you about your father?

I know that Dad dabbled in
the black market after the war.

What if it turned out to
be more than dabbling?

I'd prefer it if he
were a war hero,

but if it turns out he was involved
in the child slave trade, so be it.

At least I'd know the truth.

I wonder if Josef ever intended
picking his daughter up?

What? November
the 27th? It's unlikely.

He had a return air ticket to Antwerp
for December the 7th, didn't he?

- Yeah.
- Get them to check those dates.

And you're absolutely
sure about those dates?

Great. Thank you very much.

You've made two
old men very happy.

What you got?

Right, Nieumann worked for
the diamond merchant Schrama.

- Yeah?
- And his apprentice from 1979

till he left in 1980
was Ray Spitz.

- Les Spitz's son.
- Yes!

- Coincidence?
- Oh, yes.

So, what's Spitz
Junior up to these days?

Diamond dealer, Bond Street. He's
also a member of the Diamond Exchange.

Must be good, then.

So we've established a
connection but how do we prove

that Les Spitz was
behind this robbery?

We coax him out with a diamond.

I'd come out to play for 1 5
million quid, wouldn't you?

Especially if I still have
the four little stones.

You get to Spitz Senior
through Spitz Junior.

Gerry, how creative
are you feeling?

There you go,
how's that, then, eh?

What?

I can't...

Look, if I'm going to
town, I've gotta wear a tie.

Get with the times, Dad.
That's it, that's a lot better.

Oh, no. Belt.

- Eh?
- Belt.

What...?

That'll be perfect. Let's go
and see what the mums say.

Yeah, all right.

Ahem!

Ta-da!

There you go, girls.
Eat your heart out.

Oh, dear! Another woman, Gerry?

Or do you think this suit would
be better for Bond Street, eh?

So she's quite a
bit younger, then?

If you must know,

my boss has asked
me to marry her.

What?

- Morning.
- Morning.

- You look nice.
- Thank you.

Not as nice as him, mind.

- What the bloody hell have you come as?
- Just as you ordered.

Your extraordinarily
rich and handsome fiancé

looking to get a priceless red diamond
cut and set for his beautiful bride-to-be.

- And what have you come as?
- He's right.

You can't go fishing with a million
pound diamond in a £100 suit.

You just said I looked nice!

Well, it is nice, but
not a million dollars.

- Your name?
- Jacqueline Driver.

Where did he propose?

Somerset House outdoor skating
rink on the 12th of November.

I'll definitely take
these, thank you.

- Your name?
- Nick Logan.

Where did you meet Jackie?

At a dinner party thrown
by a mutual friend of ours.

What's her favourite colour?

Brian, I've been
married three times

and I've absolutely no idea what any
of my ex-wives' favourite colour was.

- I think that says a lot, Gerry.
- Oh, shut up.

Jackie's favourite
colour is blue.

- What line of work is he in?
- Scrap metal.

Be honest.

- No, I don't think you've got the cleavage for it.
- Guys.

- How did he get into it?
- Family business.

- Does she work?
- Yeah, she runs a training...

- Company.
- Company, specialising

in creative problem solving.

Why did you decide to marry her?

I just looked at her one day and knew this
was the lady I wanted to grow old with.

- Do you live together?
- Yeah.

- Ah. Now, that's the one.
- Yeah! Now you're talking.

Don't ever do that again.

Can I help you?

Yeah, we've come
to see Mr Spitz.

Morning.

Hello, Nick Logan and
my fiancée Jackie Driver.

Georgina Day.

Do you have an
appointment with Mr Spitz?

No, we don't, but we have a
diamond that we'd like valued

and we've been advised
that he's the man to see.

Well, Mr Spitz is busy at the moment,
but perhaps if I took an initial look?

Sure, yeah.

We believe it's a red diamond.

Well, it's certainly
not a red diamond.

How can you be so sure?

Red diamonds are so
rare. You just don't get them.

No, I've been in this business
all my life and I've never...

You know, I... I think I'd like
Mr Spitz to have a second look.

- Could I say who recommended you?
- Mr Fishgrund.

Right.

Mr Fishgrund?

Yeah. Bob Fishgrund.

The Nags Head darts
champion, three years on the trot.

- Oh, sorry, Brian, didn't mean to wake you.
- I was incubating.

Many creative insights
follow a period of incubation

when the conscious mind
is attending to other issues.

Diamond cuts.

Designers patent them the
way you patent an invention.

The Parker Brilliant.
The Peruzzi cut.

Oh, by the way, Elise
is on her way over.

What, now?

Elise! What a nice surprise.

I was just passing this way. I
thought you might like to have lunch.

Oh, thanks very
much. I'll get me coat.

- More the merrier.
- Yes.

This engagement lark's a load
of old bollocks, it's just a test.

How many times have
you failed that test, Gerry?

Three.

And not once did any of
them throw the ring back at me.

Nah.

Like I said, it's a no return.

Ray Spitz. I'm
sorry to keep you.

I believe you have a stone
you'd like me to look at?

Where did you get it?

I was owed a lot of money and the
debt was paid off with the diamond.

So no paperwork,
no GIA certification?

No, I'm afraid not, no.

Is it a genuine red?

Well, I'd like to take it to
the Diamond Exchange,

run a few further
tests on it. Would that...

No, that's no problem, is it, babe?
We haven't got anything else planned.

No. No, I'm afraid
that it's trade only.

Ah.

But this is an
exceptional case...

Let me see, let me see
what, erm, what I can do.

There's about three people
in the world could do it.

The Cullinan diamond
was the largest ever found,

it's the size of a fist.

The owner, Asscher, took a year just
looking at it, working out how to cut it.

Oh, no, thanks.
Gotta watch my figure.

How about I watch your
figure and you eat this?

On the big day the
room was so tense

that when the cutter struck the
stone, Asscher fainted dead away.

Amazing.

Have you had your
medication today?

The Diamond Exchange.

The sight holders buy lots
or parcels at a fixed price

from the Central
Selling Organisation.

And the divided lots are then
re-sold here on the Exchange.

This whole industry
runs on trust.

And everyone knows everyone.
Most of them are family.

I think I'd want a bit
more security than that.

The greatest security is
secrecy. It's a closed community.

A stranger here can only
mean one of two things,

either I've disgraced myself and
you've come to clear my desk or...

I've hit the jackpot.

So how did you get into
the diamond trade, Mr Spitz?

Oh, Ray, please.

Oh, Nick and Jackie.

I was apprenticed
to John Newman.

He was one of the best
cutters in the business.

Till he lost his nerve.

- What happened?
- Oh, in 1980 he'd...

he'd spent weeks working out how to
cut this really beautiful pink diamond.

He got it on the wheel,
got his blade in, and crack.

It shattered.

He never worked again.

- What business are you in, Nick?
- Scrap metal. You know, tankers, oil rigs.

Anything big and
metal, we dismantle it.

- And how about you, Jackie?
- I run creativity workshops.

Is... Nick creative?

You should see what he can
do with an empty coke bottle.

It's, um, it's a
genuine four carat red.

Do you have any
idea of the value?

Cash value? No,
no idea at all, no.

Well, name your price,
10 million upwards.

Wow!

- Ten million?
- At least, yes.

What will you do? Will you
keep the stone, or sell it?

I couldn't walk around with a £10 million
rock on my finger, I'd be terrified.

So would I!

Well I, I can advise
you on the cutting

and if you do decide to sell, my father
could bring interested parties to the table.

Jack Halford?

Bill Tyson, Serious Fraud.

What can I do for you?

We've heard that you're
investigating Leslie Spitz.

He's one of the leads in the
diamond robbery we're looking into.

Spitz is an ongoing
investigation for Serious Fraud.

We know he's getting
laundered money out the country,

but we don't know how
or where he's putting it.

As long as the file
on Spitz is open,

we need you to go softly,
softly and run any plans by us.

I'll get the guvnor
to give you a call.

It's a waiting game. He'll trip
up eventually, they always do.

- Stop the car, Gerry!
- What?

Stop the bloody car!

Sandra...

No, listen, listen, don't...

Police! Get out the car!

Oh, dear, oh, Lord.

Our insurance company have
provided their own security.

I tried to tell you.

- You knew?
- Well, yeah.

You bloody knew?

Seat belt.

Insurance.

So I slam on the anchors.

She's out of the car like a
shot, she gets the geezer,

and bangs him up against the
car, gets the ID card and then...

Gerry brought you
up to speed, has he?

Yeah, I was just about
to do that. Yeah, the...

There's a window polished
on the side of the stone

which apparently means that
someone had considered cutting it before.

And in 1980, Josef shattered
a very pricey pink diamond,

along with his confidence.
He never worked again.

Well, where would he have got
the nerve from to cut a red stone?

Well, if he wasn't fit to cut it
maybe he was fencing it for Spitz.

Or double-crossing him.

- Here.
- What?

Oh, thanks.

The Bell and Crown?
When did you go there?

Elise took me
and Jack for lunch.

What's his secret, eh?

I mean, Elise is different
class, isn't she? She's gorgeous.

He's not interested. Well,
or else he hasn't noticed.

Well, he's mad. Or scared.

Happens sometimes
after a dry spell.

Happened to me once
when I split up with Alison.

Birds throwing themselves at
me but I just didn't have the bottle.

Well, the sexual impulse
is like a weed, apparently.

It never really dies.

What never really dies?

No, we were just saying that after a dry
spell it's not easy to get back in the saddle.

Well, if it's just sex you're after,
Gerry, there's plenty out there.

No, we're talking
about you, Jack.

You're talking about me
having sex? Lads, please!

We were just saying,
Elise fancies you.

It is a professional relationship
based on mutual respect.

- Nevertheless...
- You're too young to understand, Gerry.

Look, I may not be the most creative
person here but I do know women.

- And she fancies you.
- She's widowed,

the kids have moved away, she's
lonely. Anyway, you're missing the point.

I'm married.

Yeah, but...

Now then, what cut is this?

Princess, no. All brilliant.

I was trying to
impress you with carat.

Should've gone for
something smaller and flawless.

Aye, aye, aye, aye.

There's a tiny inclusion here.

They've tried to hide it with
the setting but you can still see it.

- Clarity's not good either.
- Shut up, Brian!

I don't care if it the cut is brilliant
or Princess or bloody rump.

When you bought me this ring,

I thought it was the most beautiful
thing I'd ever seen and I still do

so don't you start
spoiling it for me.

Sorry.

In a way, Josef was the
prototype of the multinational crook.

Dutch by birth, British
by naturalisation,

Jewish by religion, lived
in Belgium, Germany.

Paved the way for Spitz and son.

You know, it is just possible that
Spitz Junior's business is legitimate.

Not a chance.

Spitz would have groomed that kid
from the nursery to take over his empire.

Yeah, well, I got the impression
he really loved his work.

You know, I could get
used to this lifestyle.

- Not on a police pension, you couldn't.
- No.

Ready?

You know, you should wear skirts
more often, you've got good legs.

What are you doing
looking at my legs?

Well, no, I wasn't looking at your
legs, I was looking at your skirt,

and I just noticed your legs.

- Okay, so you weren't looking at my legs.
- No.

Why, what's wrong with them?

- Leslie Spitz. You must be Jacqueline.
- Yes.

- And I must offer you my congratulations.
- Thank you, it is an incredible stone.

I was referring to
the engagement.

- Leslie Spitz.
- Nick Logan.

Hello, Nick.

After you.

Family firm, is it?
- No, I've retired.

Do you have the stone? - Mm-hm.

Faceted cuts bring
out the, um, the lustre,

the fire in the stone.

But with a coloured stone like this, you
want to cut it to bring out the intensity.

How long will he take to cut?

Well, if it takes more than seven
weeks, there's something wrong.

You're looking
at a... a step cut.

This is basically a
Sunflower Emerald.

Well, with these steep facets, you
see, you can keep the weight in the sides.

Which is always good.

The dealer wants carat
because that's pure profit.

But the cutter wants the
best possible cut for the stone.

My son trained as a cutter, the
prima donnas of the diamond trade.

Every stone is unique,
another shot at perfection.

Whoever cuts this
stone, it'll change their life.

I think...

a pendant setting would
be absolutely spectacular

with the main stone
falling about here.

All you'd need is four little red
diamonds, about a carat each, to frame it.

Leslie Spitz was letting us know
he had the other four diamonds.

- How are we gonna play this?
- Let him make the first move. Come to us.

Look at this. This
card from Josef's box.

It looks like Josef was planning a
Sunflower Emerald cut for the diamond,

which is exactly what
Spitz Junior's suggesting.

Poor old Nieumann.

He invents the perfect cut for the perfect
stone and then bang, has a heart attack.

- What a bummer.
- Kismet.

It could've changed his life.

Spitz and son had a disagreement about
whether to go for the perfect cut or cash.

Maybe 20 odd years ago, Spitz Senior
had the same argument with Josef.

Or maybe Josef was planning
to nick the diamond from Spitz

in order to fund his
new life with Ruth?

Thank you for these.

It seems your father
was involved, Ruth.

- In what, exactly?
- Handling stolen diamonds.

One? A dozen? Shiploads?

One definitely, but there are still
four smaller red diamonds missing.

Just one? I was steeling
myself for a lot worse.

One worth 1 5 million.

Right. So now I know.

It's almost a relief.

If these photos jog
your memory, Ruth,

anything, doesn't matter how
small or incidental, will you call me?

Sure.

Okay. Thanks.

Gerry.

8:00? Doesn't give me much
time to get ready. Where?

The Atlantic? Bloody
hell, hope he's paying.

All right, pick me
up at 7:30. Bye.

- Hi, there.
- Hello.

- Sorry to keep you waiting.
- Some champagne, Dad?

I don't think I'll
join you. I'll...

Well, then.

Ray...

why don't you take
Jacqueline to see the paintings.

You'll enjoy them. He's a
young artist but he's very good.

Thank you, but I'm
perfectly happy to stay here.

No, really, go and
look at the paintings.

I didn't want to embarrass you in
front of your, what is she, your...

- Fiancée.
- Oh, yes, you still want to play games.

It's all right.

Eh?

In one house, I opened a
book and I found 500 quid inside.

- Tell me you didn't take it.
- Oh, yeah.

Of course not, Jack.

How's the investigation going?

I didn't invite you out to
dinner to talk about work. I...

Thank you.

Thank you.

I, um...

I just want you
to know that I...

I really value our
professional relationship,

but I also consider
that, well, you and I...

Oh, it's the other way
round, the spritzer's for me.

Thank you.

Elise, I hope that
we're good friends, I...

Jack...

But perhaps I've given
you the wrong impression.

- But I really enjoy your company.
- Jack, stop.

- How would you cut the diamond?
- I wouldn't, I'd get rid of it.

You ever heard of
Maslow's hierarchy of needs?

No. No, I haven't. No.

It's a pyramid.

At the bottom you've
got the basic needs,

food, sex, somewhere to sleep.

You satisfy those needs and
another need pops up, security, love.

In the middle you have
esteem, knowledge,

then creativity.

That's where my son is stuck. He'd
be happy to cut that diamond for you.

But you know the really
beautiful thing isn't a...

isn't a red stone.

It's cash.

Well, I'm not at all creative and
I'd much rather have the cash.

But Jackie has set her heart on
that pendant that you described.

Well, the only problem is...

where do we get the
four little red diamonds?

Oh, I think I'll have the rib
eye. What do you fancy?

- Sea bass.
- Just what the doctor ordered.

Sea bass and salad, no pudding,
glass of red wine and lots of water.

- Do you have to watch your diet?
- Well, yes and no.

No, thank you.

I'd much rather have the
steak with big fat chunky chips.

Flower, mister, for the
lady? For your lady love?

Yes, well, you've got the discipline,
I just have the good intentions.

I have my bad days.

When I'm upset I head straight for the
steak, wine, chips, chocolate mousse.

Please.

Here.

You have to pick a flower.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

- Jack?
- Jack, what?

Thank you.

Elise.

You're a dear friend,
you're a beautiful woman,

you're interesting,
you're great company.

- I would make any man proud.
- You certainly would.

Except you.

Mary was always the woman
I loved, and always will be.

- What is it you want?
- Do some business with you.

This business is based on trust, I
don't trust you. I'd need more to go on.

Look, we both know that
that diamond is dodgy.

And your point is?

I'd like to do a deal
on the four reds.

- You wanna buy or you wanna sell?
- Buy.

You're making me an offer?

I haven't got them.

I didn't finish telling you
about Maslow's hierarchy.

At the top of the pyramid
is self-actualisation.

When you've become everything
you are capable of becoming, yeah?

I've done that.

Well, I'm very happy for
you. Is there a punch line?

I don't need to deal
in dodgy diamonds.

Why would I do that?

Have I got "bloody idiot"
burned into my forehead?

Do you know what I notice?
On top of the pyramid?

No.

The world is full of scum like
you grubbing around at the base,

grabbing onto people like me
and my family, trying to get a leg up.

Makes me sick.

And you...

you take your tart and
your stinking diamond...

and you stay away
from my family.

Hm?

What a cock-up.

- It's my fault.
- Wasn't your fault.

If I'd been more creative,
we could've had Spitz.

No, it was my fault.

I assumed he had the
diamonds, he assumed we had.

No, we all assumed he had the diamonds.
And that he would wanna buy the big one.

Will you stop trying to take the
blame? I'm in charge. It's my call.

All right, then.

- It's your fault.
- Thanks.

Oh, shit!

- What are you doing?
- Going to get some cigarettes.

- Oh. Right. Good night, Gerry.
- Good night. See you in the morning.

Yeah.

Gerry? Oh, my God! Who did this?

- Spitz's boys.
- Right, well, we'd better get you to hospital.

No, thanks.

Look, you can't keep punching
the living daylights out of villains

now that you're a granddad.

Well, I didn't. It was
the other way round.

- Grape?
- Could you break one off for us, please?

And I do hope you haven't
ruined that lovely suit.

You said you didn't like it.

- Who said that?
- You looked lovely in it!

Where's that doctor? You couldn't
go and find him for us, could you?

- I've gotta get out of here.
- Are you all right?

Okay. Thanks very much.

- Gerry's boss, aren't you?
- Yes. Are you Carole? Alison...

You should be ashamed of yourself.
Putting a man his age in that position.

Well, unfortunately it goes
with the job and Gerry...

What would've happened if
he'd been seriously injured?

Who's gonna take
care of his family then?

- How is he?
- Like you care!

He's just a stepping stone for
you and your fancy career, isn't he?

Doesn't bother you that he's
a father and a grandfather.

- He did pass a police fitness test.
- Gerry, fit?

He can't even bend down
and tie up his own shoelaces

'cause his gut gets in the way.

Yeah, well, he could do with
losing a few pounds, I suppose.

And he was treated
for gout at Christmas.

Oh, please, make this stop.

Excuse me.

You won't be happy until he's
on his knees in the knackers yard.

How are you feeling?

Look, girls, give us a minute, will
you? We've got some work to talk about.

- We'll be just outside.
- Lovely, yeah, smashing.

Thank you.

See what I have to put up with?

Cor blimey, I don't remember
it hurting this much before.

- Oh, that's age dulling the memory.
- Oh, thanks very much.

Strickland's closed
down the case.

Oh, that really makes me feel
good about being beaten up.

And Ruth called. She wants
to meet. What do I tell her?

That her dad cared more about
the diamond than he did about her?

Or that the real
villains got away?

On the bright side, the insurance
company did get their diamond back.

Oh, well, that's smashing.

Oh, I'm so thrilled that the insurance
companies aren't out of pocket.

There's still a chance that Serious
Fraud will trace Spitz's Swiss bank account

and get him out that way.

Listen...

why don't we get Interpol

to look at Nieumann's
Swiss bank account?

- When was it last used?
- 1982.

Well, I bet you a tenner
that that account is still active.

Oh, good thinking.

- Oh, sorry. I'm really sorry.
- No, no.

Are you okay, sweetheart?

Oh, that really... Ow!

- Blimey!
- I'm sorry.

It's all right. Leave me alone.

So option A, he was a
double-crossing thief and a fence.

Or option B, he was a brilliant diamond cutter
who gave up his career to care for my mum.

We'll probably
never know the truth.

And who was planning a
new life with his daughter.

- Why didn't you bring this in sooner?
- Doesn't that mean he was coming for me?

Well, without proof we
can never know for definite.

I can. I have proof.

The four missing red diamonds.

He hid them in
his child's bracelet.

He risked his daughter's safety just to
smuggle those bloody diamonds out?

I don't think the diamonds were
more important than his daughter.

- They were his survival strategy.
- How do you mean?

Well, in the camps he was useful
if he had something to pass on,

and if he was useful,
he wasn't killed.

So he'd been repeating that
survival strategy ever since.

Yes! They've got him.

- How?
- Josef's bank account is still active.

- Hey!
- Deposits and withdrawals made

have been traced to a property
development in southern Spain owned by...

- Leslie Spitz.
- Yep. We got the bastard.

Guvnor.

Back down at the bottom of
the pyramid again, eh, Les?

Still, prison will look
after all your basic needs.

With grateful thanks from
Polestar Insurance head office.

I just handed it to Jack.
They should have the cheque.

Well, I'd very happily accept...

But it's against police policy and we
were only doing our job. Weren't we, Gerry?

- Could always treat me to a fabulous meal.
- But that would be a date, Jack.

Friends go Dutch.

So the Creative Problem
Solving course worked then, did it?

Yeah.

Substitute, combine,
adapt, modify,

put to another use,
eliminate, reverse.

You twigged the Swiss bank account
had been P'd, put to another use.

How does he
remember all that stuff?

I'm sorry, but...

Oh, of course, the diamond.
Brian has it in the safe.

And it couldn't be in safer hands.
He's stuck to that diamond like a limpet.

What's the problem?

I can't remember the number.

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