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Another funeral.

Once a fortnight now.

Coming round like bloody Christmas.

Victor Hadley. Mean anything to you?

Must be someone I knew in the job.

Wasn't there a DCI at Kilburn called Hadley?

No, that's Hedley.

Well, might as well go.

Networking for the older man.

I'm sorry to hear that, Jack.

Nobody close, was it?

- Okay. - Morning all.

All right, we'll see you tomorrow, then. Bye.

Jack won't be in today. He's got to go to a funeral.

Nobody we'd know, apparently.

Oh, they can be funny things, funerals.

Hardly.

- You got any plans, Brian? - Oh, please.

Esther and me were walking along the South Down Way one time.

We came across the Natural Burial Site.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

There's no cemeteries or headstones.

They just dig you in by the side of the road

and you become a mulch for the bluebells.

Sorry. Can we talk about something else?

No, you have to be prepared, Sandra.

Well, we do, anyway.

Have you got anything planned, Gerry?

Yeah. A burn-up.

I've got this vision of a crematorium

besieged by grieving women

all wearing black stockings.

What about music?

Nah, haven't thought about it.

You've got to get it sorted.

I know what I want.

Oh, yeah?

- A rave from the grave? - Yeah.

A rocker from the locker.

Guys, we've really got to look at these clear-up stats.

Yeah, hold on. Listen to this first.

♪ It's all right, it's okay ♪

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

♪ 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 ♪

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Sorry I'm late.

Filth.

So it was an exercise in team building?

Mm-hmm. And bonding.

Look what karaoke's done for the Japanese.

What?

Corporate solidarity.

It was at the heart of their economic miracle.

It's in all the management textbooks.

Oh.

Actually I've been thinking about team building myself.

Time for a bit of self-assessment

and appraisal at UCOS.

Not sure how the boys will respond to that.

Well, we don't have to involve them at this stage.

I mean, before we roll the project out vertically,

we could always...

Well, we could always pilot it ourselves.

My beloved father, Victor Hadley,

passed away peacefully at our family home in Spain

in his 83rd year.

He was one of a special breed of people

known as "The Great Generation."

But in 1974, Dad was exiled from the land of his birth

by the Inland Revenue and the Metropolitan Police.

And now my father returns to his native turf to be buried,

deeply mourned by myself, my sisters,

and our stepmother, Chanterelle.

We're here today for Dad.

A jewel among men.

A diamond geezer.

May he rest in peace.

Amen.

- Amen. - Amen.

Derek wants a word with you.

Derek Hadley?

Look, I think there's been some sort of a mistake.

There has, and you made it.

So what do you want to do,

make a scene or show a bit of respect?

What's your game?

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

You blagged your way into my family's day of grief.

I was invited.

Were you assholes?

Why would we want the filth at my dad's funeral?

It's not even embossed! What do you think we are?

It's been knocked off on some copier.

Someone shoved it through my letter box last night.

I didn't know it wasn't kosher.

I thought it was from someone I knew.

Bollocks.

You came here to wind us up. You're well out of order.

Stop the car. I've had enough of this.

Tough titty. Alfie.

You like funerals?

You keep your snout in my business,

you'll find yourself at another one.

Look at him. Poor old plonker.

You should see yourself.

I'm told you're not even the filth anymore.

You're just some sad old bastard running errands.

Gerry, I need a bit of help.

Jesus.

Jack, you all right, mate?

Cheers, Gerry. I'm sorry to drag you out.

Nah, that's all... Cor blimey, you look terrible.

What happened?

Just give me a lift home, will you?

Yeah.

I'll tell you in the car.

- Hello, Brian. - Jack all right?

Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks for coming 'round so late.

It's all right.

Esther said to bring some grapes.

Oh. Very kind of her.

Yeah, well, it's the thought that counts.

Sandra doesn't know anything about all this, does she?

No. She'd already left for the day.

Good. I'm not sure how official I want to make all this.

Now, Derek Hadley...

Yep, Chopper Hadley.

As far as we can remember,

he was a big-time drugs dealer in the '90s.

But he was never convicted of a serious crime.

Drugs raids were always blow-outs.

Witnesses were too scared to come forward.

And he turned millions in criminal earnings

into lucrative property investments.

Left the U.K. to live in Spain in 1997.

Reputedly carried an ax.

And used it. Frequently.

Another drink, Jack?

Oh, yeah, sure.

So, what's Hadley actually doing here?

Well, according to criminal intelligence,

apart from burying his father,

Hadley's here to dispose of some of his investment properties.

Looks like he's burning his boats in England.

He must be in a bit of a hurry

because he's booked a return flight for next week.

- Still an active criminal? - Definitely.

Sure account for him not wanting me on his back.

Yeah, but not for why you were conned into going...

No.

Well, shortly after he went to live in Spain in '97,

he was suspected of being involved in a murder.

Yes, I know. Micky Springer. Small-time villain.

Never enough evidence to prosecute Hadley,

and I was one of the last people to see him alive.

In 1997, an informant of mine called Micky Springer

called to see me, saying that his life was in danger.

He owed a lot of money to a serious villain,

and he offered to grass up this villain

in exchange for protection.

I asked for a name, but he wanted too many assurances

before he would give it.

I'd had a lot of bullshit from him over the years,

so this time I just told him to get lost.

It was just after Mary's accident,

so I suppose my mind wasn't fully on the job.

Sandra, about our, uh, one-to-one later.

Right, yeah.

- You still on for half 12:00? - Yes, sir.

Right. I'll see you then.

Oooh. One-to-one, is it?

Jack?

Well, Micky Springer disappeared.

And about a week later, a man's body in black plastic bin liners

was found in the River Lea.

The head and hands had been removed,

presumably to delay identification,

but it was eventually identified as that of Micky Springer.

Were you involved in the murder investigation?

No.

By this time, I'd retired from the job to look after Mary.

So, what conclusion was reached?

None, really.

Except that Springer was a known associate

of one Derek Hadley.

- Chopper Hadley. - The same.

Now, Hadley had left the U.K. to join his father in Spain

about the same time that Springer disappeared.

He was very much in the frame for the killing,

but there was never enough evidence

to warrant his extradition.

The removal of Springer's head and hands...

Was that done with an ax, by any chance?

No. No, it was a chain-saw job.

It was done after Springer was dead.

And the pathologist was unable to determine the cause of death.

Did Springer have any family?

Not as far as we know, no.

Wife? Girlfriends?

Nobody came forward.

Why do you want to bring this to the top of the pile, Jack?

Because Hadley's back in the U.K. for a brief period

to settle some family and business affairs.

There'll never be a better chance to nail him.

Okay, I'll square it with Strickland.

Thank you.

There's some background material on him.

Thank you.

So, the case files need reviewing

and we need to track down

what Hadley's doing in the U.K. right now,

who his current associates are, where he's staying.

Surveillance. I'll have some of that.

Well, you know me.

I'm always up for a bit of leg work.

This has been a really useful exercise, Sandra.

I mean, each of us now has a handle

on where the other's coming from.

- Absolutely. - I meant what I said.

What was that?

Well, I think your handling of the UCOS team

has been quite outstanding.

Thanks.

So, what do you think about running a series

of seminars and workshops on crime management?

I don't think that's really me, sir.

You're much admired in the service.

You mustn't hide your light under a bushel.

Well, there's no particular mystery about my approach.

Straight from the shoulder, cut the crap,

and take the responsibility.

Yeah, well, we can all learn from that.

God, I only wish I could be as hands-off

with the other units under my command.

I mean, all too often I have to intervene.

- I appreciate your confidence. - Good.

Now, I know you spend most of your lunch hours

hunched over a computer with a sandwich and an apple,

so I thought I'd treat you to a decent meal.

Now, that's the kind of gesture

that makes you a complete pleasure to work for.

Cheers.

Of course, a lot of this surveillance material

was taken under very difficult conditions

and, you know, just using available light.

But with digital images and a sophisticated software,

you'll be amazed at the quality that can be recovered.

What's your white-spot setting and your RGB balance?

Default, right?

He's getting there. Give him a chance.

I didn't know you were such a digital whiz, Gerry.

Ah, well, it's just...

And this person is a suspect?

No, that was a blonde who just happened to be riding by.

I got the... I got the framing slightly out on that one.

Thomas Gerrard.

Yeah. Recently released after a long stretch

for dealing in controlled substances.

Plenty of previous,

including a GBH charge dropped when the witness disappeared.

Known associate of Chopper Hadley in the '90s.

How did he lose his fingers?

According to him, nail biting.

Funny Gerrard didn't figure in the Springer inquiry.

Who was the investigating officer?

Andy Cutler.

Is he still in the job?

No. Retired, 1999.

30 years in?

- No, he went early. - Medical grounds.

He was working in vice when he resigned.

Moved over from murder.

Then you must know him, Gerry.

Our paths crossed, yeah.

Ooh! A one-to-one with the governor, eh?

Knock it off, Gerry. We were doing management.

I've heard it called a few things.

Oh, shut up.

So do you want me to stick with Hadley, then?

Yeah, this'll be the first time that he and Gerrard

have got back together since Hadley went to Spain.

Be good to know what they're up to now.

Can we show that Gerrard and Hadley were doing business

at the time that Springer died?

Yeah that's why Jack and Brian are trawling through records.

Right. So where you going, then?

Talk to Andy Cutler.

Oh, right, right.

Do you want to be in on that? I mean, you knew him.

Nah, wouldn't work. No, personal chemistry.

What, in the vice squad?

Our operational philosophies diverged.

I'll see you later.

Right.

I see you're keeping busy during your retirement, Mr. Cutler.

How about if I'm Andy and you're Sandra?

I mean, we're all on the same side.

I hope so.

Keep your guard up, Marvin!

We're looking at the Micky Springer case again.

Well, I hope you have more luck than I did.

Luck?

I'll have to watch my words with you, Sandra.

I can see that.

No, it's not just luck. It's resources and priorities.

So you're saying that you didn't prioritize the Springer case?

We had a serial sex killer

trying for the Guinness Book of Records at the time.

Springer was a dead minor criminal.

Be honest, where would you have spent your budget?

Fair point.

Keep moving, Dino!

But let's see if we can make a better job of it now.

Do you recognize either of these?

Well, Derek Hadley featured in the investigation,

as the records show.

But we had no forensics or weapon

or even cause of death to tie him to Springer.

The other one, Gerrard,

I don't recall his name coming up at all.

Would you have done anything differently with hindsight?

A situation like that,

where you've got one slag knocking off another,

they're not gonna leave evidence lying around.

They know the score.

So it's down to information, and nobody was talking.

I couldn't see a way 'round that.

It may look like a crap result to you, Sandra,

but it was the best we could manage.

Thanks for being straight with me, Andy.

I may want to get back to you as the work progresses.

Of course. My pleasure.

I hear you're working with Gerry Standing.

Yeah.

Give him my regards. Tell him it's been too long.

Okay, I will.

Bye.

That's it, Dino. Yeah, keep moving.

This the place?

Yeah, this is it.

So, 2:35 a.m. on the 10th of November, 1997,

police area car observes a vehicle emerge

from this cul-de-sac

without its lights on.

And Micky Springer was last seen alive on November the 9th.

So the area car pulls the vehicle over.

It's registered to Derek Hadley.

But the driver identifies himself as Thomas Gerrard.

They searched the car, I hope.

Yeah. Routine search reveals nothing suspicious.

Gerrard tests negative for alcohol.

He's cautioned and proceeds on his way.

2:30 in the morning. He must've been up to something.

I'd say.

This is a cul-de-sac, so he wasn't passing through.

Unless he was visiting somebody who lived here.

Wonder who.

Who's doing this, Mary? What do they want?

"Remember Micky Springer." Why?

It can't be Hadley, because if he did kill Micky,

he wouldn't want to draw attention to himself.

Yes, I know if I'd listened to Springer years ago

he might still be alive today.

But I didn't and he's not.

Oh, I'm sorry, love.

It's just that I'm kind of on my own with this one.

This is one of Hadley's properties.

A gorgeous gaff in Wimbledon.

Was this traffic stop in the original files?

No. It was in a dossier on Gerrard.

There's a copy in the traffic report.

As you can see, he's had a bit of a falling out

with his estate agent.

We're working through land registry

and local authority records

of the properties in the cul-de-sac.

Trying to find out what Gerrard was doing there that night.

So Cutler must have known

that Hadley's car was pulled over in the early hours

round the time of the murder?

Excuse me, I thought you might be interested.

So, why didn't he follow it through?

I think your mate Andy dropped a bollock there.

Yeah, well, you give him grief.

I wasn't involved. I'm going out for a cigarette.

I checked through Andy Cutler's resignation.

Now, he did retire on medical grounds,

but he was also the subject of a CIB investigation.

- What for? - Corruption.

So, presumably, that was after he left murder?

Yeah. Yeah, it was two years after the Springer inquiry.

I think I want to talk to him again.

I don't remember anything about this.

It's in the traffic reports.

If you'd followed this up,

you could have had a forensic team crawling all over Hadley,

his cars, his properties.

And if you'd been responsible, you could have nailed him.

It should have been followed up.

I was in charge. I take the responsibility.

That's very good, Andy.

Now, is there anything else I ought to know

about the handling of this inquiry?

Like I said, it wasn't top priority.

There were some mistakes.

I don't think we're talking about mistakes.

Laziness and incompetence are bad.

- Hang about. - But they're not criminal.

Whereas deliberate sabotage is something else.

You see, you were on the take in vice.

Nobody ever proved that.

So maybe you were up for a bung in the murder squad.

I want everything you know about Springer,

and if I think you're holding back,

I'll have your conduct on this case investigated

with a view to bringing criminal proceedings.

Get out of my face, sweetheart.

I've got nothing more to tell you 'cause I'm clean.

As clean as Gerry Standing, anyway.

There's nothing you can tell me about Gerry

I don't already know.

He could always wind tarts 'round his little finger.

Believe me, if I go down, I can take Gerry with me.

How's your Unsolved Crimes Unit gonna look then, eh?

Gerry, me old China.

See you landed on your feet, then. Nice soft job.

Andy.

Perhaps you can escort your friend off the premises.

Thinking man's crumpet.

- Ah, Sandra, the very man. - Eh?

We need a pukka police officer.

We want a search warrant.

What for?

- We'll show you. - Come on.

All for one and one for all, Gerry.

That's the way to look at it.

You trying to drop me in it?

Andy?

So, what's happening, chaps?

Off on a recce.

Oh, yeah?

Doesn't need all of us. You keep up the surveillance.

Yeah, all right.

In 1996, Derek Hadley acquired

two adjoining properties in this mews for development.

In the summer of '97, Hadley got planning permission

to knock both of them into one.

Work was in progress during November of that year.

And this is the result?

Which he sold on for a very handsome profit

in the spring of '98.

He's done a nice job.

Yeah, beware of hidden defects.

In the kitchen, the old wooden floor was ripped out

and replaced with concrete.

And that work was going on in November '97.

On November the 10th,

Tommy Gerrard's discovered lurking around here

in the early hours of the morning.

A good opportunity to hide a bit of evidence.

What if that evidence was an ax?

With Micky Springer's blood on the sharp end?

With Hadley's dabs on the handle?

Sounds like a good piece of evidence to me.

Worth a try.

Let's get a warrant.

What's that?

Pipework. Central heating.

This ain't half making a hole in my budget.

It is interesting, though, isn't it?

This is anomalous.

What is it?

Can't tell.

But it shouldn't be under a solid kitchen floor.

Here we go.

You'd better break the good news to the householders.

Yeah.

Stop the drill!

I don't think we're looking at weapons here.

Oh, dear.

Brian.

Oh, I got some really interesting stuff here.

Our two targets spend a lot of time in the boneyard.

You'll never guess what we've turned up.

Forensic dentistry tells us this is Micky Springer's skull,

and pathology says that the head and the hands

were severed from the body postmortem.

And the plant material?

Stem and fragments of a red-rose petal in the lab.

Somebody cared for him.

Somebody butchered him and hid the bits.

What did he die of?

A deep linear incised wound in the cranium,

causing massive brain damage.

Caused by?

Well, a heavy thwack to the head with a cleaver or an ax.

So, what's our next move?

10 years on, we can't expect any forensics

from Hadley or Gerrard.

And if we pull them in for questioning,

we'll just alert them to the inquiry.

Is there any way we can get close to Hadley?

- We've done surveillance. - Closer.

Undercover?

Yeah. Get his confidence, get him talking.

If anyone at all is interested in my opinion...

Oh, Gerry, please.

Well, like I was trying to tell you,

Hadley's fallen out with his estate agent

over the sale of the house.

Now, there's five million riding on this deal.

And we know that Hadley urgently needs to wrap up

all his U.K. businesses

'cause he's on a plane at the end of the week, right?

So a "buyer" comes along.

A buyer with loads of flash cash to unload.

And he works out a deal

how they can get 'round capital gains,

a sort of a kindred spirit.

Someone a mile wide.

Now, I wonder who could play that role, Gerry?

Yeah, and anyone with that sort of money

would have a drop-dead gorgeous trophy wife.

Covered from head to foot in bling,

Versace threads, and Jimmy Choo ones and twos.

Come on, Sandra. You were born for it.

I'll go and talk to Strickland before he knocks off.

If you've made any crumbs in there,

you can clear them up yourself.

I don't make crumbs.

Did you buy me a whole duck or half a duck?

- Bastards! - No, hang on Jack!

Take it easy.

This isn't opportunist vandals. You've been targeted, Jack.

I know that.

Why, has anything like this happened before?

No, nothing like this. A couple of incidents.

Slashed tires, wreath delivered.

Micky Springer.

This is all tied up with Hadley, isn't it?

Yeah.

Why didn't you tell us?

You'd have taken me off the case.

Investigating officer emotionally involved?

You're not a copper, Jack.

I don't think I have to apply the same rules to you.

I appreciate that.

I'll try and keep an open mind.

Thank you.

Morning, sir.

Sandra, can I have a word in my office, please?

About this undercover idea.

I managed to get clearance for it late last night.

That's fantastic.

We really appreciate your backing.

But you can forget about swanning off

and doing it yourselves.

Sir?

Derek Hadley is a major criminal target.

A lot of other units want a piece of him.

But we've done the investigation.

I argued the UCOS case very strongly.

And I've achieved a compromise we can live with.

Oh, really?

The undercover aspect of the investigation

will be handled by a trained and qualified undercover officer.

You want to bring someone in over my head?

Oh, don't be negative.

This is inter-agency multitasking, Sandra.

It's the way forward,

and that comes from the highest levels.

You do realize this will undermine my authority

and disrupt my team.

This is not a consultation exercise.

I've already organized the secondment

of a suitable officer.

So, what keeps me on the rails

is a cocktail of psychotropic substances.

I see.

So, what would you be like if you didn't take these?

Ah, good morning.

Oh, this is Tina.

Hello, Tina.

Detective Inspector Tina Murray.

- Gerry Standing. - Jack Halford.

- How do you do? - Good to meet you.

Good. Glad to see you're getting acquainted.

Good morning, sir.

Detective Inspector Tina Murray,

this is Detective Superintendent Sandra Pullman.

Good to be working with you, ma'am.

Well, would someone like to bring us up to speed?

Tina's undercover.

Oh, yeah. So who are you really?

No, she's not undercover now... It's what she does.

D.I. Murray's here on a strictly limited attachment.

I've been having a very interesting talk with Brian.

Listen, I wouldn't want you to get the impression...

I think you'll find

that we bring a variety of skills to the table.

I know. We've done a thorough review of your records

to find out which of you I'll be going into the field with.

You're going in?

It's not negotiable, Gerry. It's a command decision.

Well, what you're gonna need, Tina my girl,

is a partner who's well on top of the case,

can make consistent and creative use of his cover story,

and can front it up with a top-ten villain.

Absolutely correct.

Well, you can count me out.

I have an aversion to amateur theatricals.

No, we've made our choice.

I'll go in with Brian.

Right.

Well, I'll leave you to sort out

the operational details yourselves.

Thank you, sir.

How did you work that one out?

Well, when you're undercover,

you need to be able to recall instantly

every detail of your legend.

Please.

We've been doing this since before you were born.

And he's just given me a potted history

of the British pharmaceutical industry,

plus illustrations.

Memory Lane, Gerry.

I don't believe this.

So, the order of battle is me and Brian in the field.

I see you've given a lot of thought

to the deployment of my team.

Well, given your expertise and authority,

we'll be depending hugely on you and Mr. Halford as backup.

I'll be monitoring your every move.

And what about me?

Well, I'm sure Detective Superintendent Pullman

will keep you occupied.

Right, let's get cracking.

Dry white wine?

No, thanks. I'm on duty.

Huh, apparently, I'm not.

Yeah.

That could have been handled better.

When I joined CID,

that little girl would have been making the tea.

Mm. So would I.

Oh, please, Sandra, this isn't about feminist solidarity.

It's about me being sidelined.

And why do you think that might be, Gerry?

Andy Cutler's marked my cards, hasn't he?

How would he have done that?

If there's something I should know,

I'd like to hear it from you, not Andy Cutler.

Let's sit down.

When Cutler and I were in vice,

we went to all the best places...

Knocking shops, massage parlors, illegal gambling joints.

I can just imagine.

Yeah, well, we had this really useful contact,

nice lady, ran a clean house,

and all the girls were well looked after.

Well, we heard she was due a raid,

so we thought, "Well, what good's that gonna do?"

I mean, because of her,

we had control of the whole area more or less.

So Andy tipped her the wink.

Did you know about this?

Of course I knew. He was my partner.

But she slipped him two grand.

And what about you?

Well, I had me usual problems,

too many wives, too many kids,

and he passed the monkey onto me just to see me over.

Oh, Gerry.

Yeah, but he gave it to me. She didn't.

Nobody was harmed, nobody knew, and nobody complained.

I could nick you right now.

Yeah? Are you going to?

You should have told me as soon as his name came up.

- You should have told me, Gerry. - I'm telling you now.

Is there anything else I should know?

No.

No, no, Scout's honor. Nothing.

Thank God for that.

So, where do I stand?

Well, given your involvement with Cutler,

I don't think you should be in the front line of this inquiry.

Uh-huh.

Well, you'll be getting my resignation in writing

in the morning.

I won't accept it.

Oh, dear.

Good night, Brian.

- Ooh-ooh. - Mm?

Sorry. Instinctive reaction.

This is highly sensitive material.

Not for civilian eyes.

You're a civilian.

Well, yes, I know,

but I'm in a privileged and responsible position

vis-à-vis the criminal justice system,

so I must maintain strict security.

Yes, of course, dear.

- Esther. - Mm?

I shall be going operational very shortly.

While I'm in the field, I will be totally incommunicado.

I'm afraid I can't reveal any details

as to my circumstances or whereabouts.

Well, never mind.

I suppose there's always a chance that I won't come back.

Well, I'll make you some sandwiches.

There's something I want you to know, Esther.

Mm?

I shall be operating in a covert, clandestine manner,

away from home, possibly for days at a time.

I will be partnered by a young female.

That's nice.

I want to reassure you, Esther,

that you need have no worries about my fidelity.

Oh, Brian, you are priceless.

Derek Hadley.

Hi, I'm Brian,

and this is Tina, my personal assistant.

Right, Tina.

Derek.

Come in, come in.

We spoke to the agents,

but they said you were handling the sale yourself.

Bunch of wankers. Oh, pardon me, miss.

They weren't doing the business, know what I mean?

So, you don't live here yourself?

No, no, no. The house has been let.

At the top end of the market, of course.

Executives, diplomats.

I'm based abroad,

so it's time for me to wrap up my U.K. interests.

So you're looking for a quick sale?

Well, at the right price, Brian.

Of course, the domestic property market's not what it was.

Yeah, but in the long run,

you can always rely on bricks and mortar.

We'd need to do a lot of work. Change all the décor.

Those light fittings.

Install a pool and a home gym.

And we'd need to see what you've got by way of guarantees

as to dry rot, wet rot, subsidence, damp, rising damp,

wood worm, bark-boring beetles, thermal insulation...

He's going over the top.

What's she doing? I'd have pulled him up by now.

Energy efficiency.

Yeah, if we do follow up on this property,

we'll be getting a surveyor to look at all of that.

Yes, of course, darling.

So, you'll be living here yourselves?

It would be our London base.

We're abroad a lot.

Oh, right. Business?

Yeah, Eastern Europe, Russia, former Soviet Republics.

Bit lively out there, innit?

Well, you know how it is in business, Derek.

If you take large risks, you expect large returns.

Same the whole world over, Brian.

He's biting.

- Come on, reel him in. - Give them a chance.

Can I get you a drink?

Sadly, no, Derek. I'm under a medical regime.

- Tina? - Oh, not this time.

But you can owe me one.

So, Derek, your asking price for this is...

Five.

Can I see the rest of it?

You can see whatever you like, my darling.

I don't want to rush you,

but I am leaving the country very shortly

and I really would like to get this sorted.

Naturally, but I have to tell you, Derek,

price is an obstacle.

- Five. - It's a prime location.

Money needs spending on it.

Well, I need a fair return on my investment.

Yes, of course you do. I mean, you're entitled.

But it's not gonna happen, is it?

You'll be whacked for capital gains.

Tell me about it.

And I'll be stuck with a load of stamp duty

on top of the asking price.

In other parts of the world, we'd find a way around it.

Oh, yeah?

Well, take this deal for example.

We might agree on a price of, say, 3.25 million.

You're taking the piss.

No. That's what goes down in the books.

Plus, you'd get a million in your hand... cash money.

You got that kind of cash, Brian?

It's not a problem for me.

In fact...

- Brian! - Tina!

I think Derek's a man of the world, don't you?

The fact is, Derek, it would quite suit me

to turn cash into an asset at this moment in time.

Enough said?

I think we're being a bit previous.

No, they're pushing him too hard.

They could lose him.

I'm gonna need to check you out.

Well, why don't we both take some time out

to think this over?

Reconvene here, tomorrow?

I'm sure we can find a way forward.

Huh!

You've got a nerve.

What a nice way to greet an old mate, Gerry.

Aren't you gonna ask me in?

We're being followed. Don't look 'round!

Are you sure?

Yeah. Don't worry.

I was trained in defensive driving.

I can lose him.

No, don't let's lose him.

- Eh? - Let's catch him.

That girl is not experienced enough.

I think we should pull her off the case.

Her phone's switched off.

So, what do you want, Andy?

I want to do you a favor.

You've done me enough favors, thanks very much.

Oh, have I got you into trouble with the boss?

Your days with UCOS must be numbered.

Take advantage while you can, mate.

What?

Your lot are going after Hadley.

You tell me what they've got on him

and how they're playing it.

I'll tell Hadley, and we'll both come away

with a serious amount of wedge.

For your retirement.

Be just like old times, Gerry.

Yeah! Oh, all right, yeah! Come on, come on!

I'm at the address they gave you.

They're here now.

No, everything looks kosher so far.

Right.

Hands on the wheel.

Shit.

Don't look at me!

Who sent you?

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

Don't give me that crap.

You're watching us. Who for?

You're insane.

Yeah, you better believe it.

Who for?

I'm gonna count to three,

and then your head'll go the same way as your fingers.

1... 2...

What the hell is he playing at?

I knew this was a mistake.

3...

Derek Hadley sent me.

He wants to know if you're the full shilling.

What else would we be?

He thinks you're villains.

Of course we're bloody villains.

Who else would have a million in cash for a property scam?

He thinks you're trying to rip him off.

You tell Hadley we're on his side.

Otherwise, you wouldn't be here.

Got the message?

Sure, sure.

Pass it on.

I thought they made those things illegal.

Yeah, confiscated, May 1993,

from a teenage arsonist.

I never throw anything away.

You're out of condition, Gerry!

Get off me! I can't breathe!

Now you talk.

I want to know everything that you know about Chopper Hadley.

Gerry!

He gave you a bung, didn't he? Eh?

So you'd soft-pedal on the murder investigation, didn't he?

Well?!

Yes, all right, he did.

So? Keep talking!

- I don't know any more. - No?

Yeah, all right, all right. Talk to Tommy Gerrard.

Well, what's he gonna say? He was an accomplice.

Hadley told me that he cut Gerrard's fingers off

'cause he nearly dropped him in it

and he cost him so much money.

Gerrard's shit scared of Hadley, but he hates his guts.

Ah, you're breaking my arm, Gerry!

All right.

You...

Just get out of here!

You used to be all right, Gerry, but you've changed.

You know, for once in your life, Andy, you're right.

Now push off!

Get out of here!

I've been trying to get through to you for the past 12 hours.

What the hell was Brian playing at last night?

Look, Tina, you're supposed to be the undercover expert.

You should be keeping him in line.

Sandra?

- Just put him on, will you? - We've got a breakthrough.

Gerry, I'm in the middle of something here.

Well, get him out of the shower.

No, okay. Fair point. There are limits.

Get him to phone me back urgently. Thank you.

Tommy Gerrard is the key to this case.

How do you make that out?

Well, I reckon he's playing his own game.

He's setting Jack and Hadley up against each other.

Why would he be doing that?

He nearly dropped Hadley right in it

when he was dumping the evidence

and he nearly got nicked, remember?

When he was pulled over in Hadley's car outside the mews.

So Hadley took his fingers off.

He hates Hadley's guts.

Hang on, Brian.

Where did you get this from?

Oh, information received.

Oh, you mean bullshit from one of your dodgy snouts.

- No, it's not, actually. - Well, who's it from, then?

I'd rather not reveal the source.

Okay, let me deal with Brian.

Brian, could you explain to me what you were up to last night?

Look, is it okay if I stick with Gerrard?

See what he's actually playing at.

- Yeah, yeah, whatever. - Right.

I'm sorry about last night, but you know how it is.

You have to take precautions.

Perfectly understandable.

The important thing is we all play for the same team.

I'll drink to that.

Now, I really need to get this sorted

because my plane is booked for tomorrow.

We're your kind of people, Derek.

We're ready to commit.

Magic.

Brian.

Tina.

Of course, the lawyers will have to sort out all the paperwork,

but...

By way of a deposit.

I think this could be the start

of a beautiful friendship.

Now, come on, this is your moment. Go for it.

One thing I have to ask you, Derek...

I mean, we did a bit of research on you,

like you did on us.

And, apparently,

on the street, you're always known as "Chopper."

That brought a blush to her cheeks.

Bollocks! I knew what it meant.

But it's just reputation, isn't it?

I mean, we've dealt with some hard cases.

Oh, I'd say. Russians, Chechens.

They take no prisoners.

I can imagine.

But you, Derek, I mean, you're just a pussycat, really.

Did you ever actually use an ax on somebody?

Go on, Derek, indulge her.

I've done it all, darling.

Enough said.

Hey, come on, what are you actually saying?

What, threats? Wounding?

You don't mean...

You'll find out what I can do if we're ever up against it.

Now leave it, Tina.

She's lost it. Pushed him too hard.

She's useless! I should have been doing this.

Which brings me to another matter

I wanted to put to you two.

You two have got venture capital.

You're up for taking chances.

I can put you in the way of something massive.

What are we saying here, Derek?

Schtum. You want to shift some more of that, straightaway?

Sky's the limit.

I'm talking millions.

You could be in for a piece. You could be in for the lot.

This illegal?

Does the pope shit in the woods? Of course it's illegal.

I'll just make a phone call.

No, mate.

The thing is, you're either in or you're out.

And if you're in, you and I don't lose sight of each other

until I show you the goods.

This is interesting.

Yeah, but we haven't scripted for it.

They'll have to busk it.

All right, Derek. We're sporting people.

You're in.

Your car or mine?

Pick the bones out of this, Halford.

Who the hell are you?

Gerry Standing. I work for the police.

And now they've got your picture.

Now, be sensible, Tommy.

My governor will deal with you. Let's move!

No, no, you don't want me talking to your governor.

Why not?

You've been working on your own, haven't you?

You've been winding Hadley and Jack Halford

up against each other, haven't you?

I bet you invited him to the funeral.

Oh, very clever. And do you know why, smart ass?

I've got you sussed.

You want to pay him back for chopping your fingers off.

It's got nothing to do with me bleeding fingers!

What, then?

Hadley and Halford... They killed the love of my life.

We talking another murder here? Who was she?

We're talking about Micky Springer.

What, you and him?

Yeah, me and him! A couple of poofs.

Makes you bleeding laugh, dunnit, eh?

I helped Hadley cut him up, and then I hid the bits.

How do you think that made me feel, eh?

- Did Hadley know? - Of course he didn't know!

If he knew, I'd be dead as well.

Halford dumped on Micky, and Hadley killed him.

And now it's payback time.

Get up!

All right. Take it easy.

Listen, we both want Hadley, right?

We're on the same side.

No, mate.

Hadley got away with killing Micky 'cause nobody cared.

But they'll care about you.

- Now, move. - All right.

- Just take it easy. - Go on!

All right. I'm...

So where exactly are we going, Derek?

Come on, it can't do any harm to tell us now.

I want to surprise you, Brian.

And young Tina here, she thinks I'm a pussycat.

Prepare to be amazed.

What's he playing at?

I know where they're going.

It's not far.

I buried my old man here a few days ago.

You have my sympathy, Derek, but I don't quite see...

We're gonna dig him up.

Oh, my God!

I'm not with you, mate.

Diamonds.

20 million quid's worth.

Nicked in Sierra Leone during the civil war,

smuggled up to Morocco, across the straits into Spain,

into the U.K. in my dad's coffin.

Nothing like keeping it in the family.

My old man knew his time was up.

He wasn't scared. He was ready.

He looked me straight in the eye and made his last request.

He said, "Son, I want to go out the way I've lived,

pulling a diabolical stroke."

It was the least I could do for him.

Well, we're deeply moved, Derek,

but exhuming a body is a long, hard job

and I'm not in the first flush of youth.

Oh, leave it out, Brian. What do you take me for?

I've got a JCB to do the heavy digging.

The only manual work will be the delicate stuff,

right at the end, when we pull Dad out.

Oh, my God. That's it.

I'm out of here. I'm totally out of here.

Jack, Gerry just sent me this.

I think you'd better take a look at it.

Tommy Gerrard.

Hadley must be thick as pig shit.

All this stuff is bound to wind you up, not scare you off.

I thought that would have been obvious.

So Tommy Gerrard's pulling a stroke of his own.

But why?

Bloody hell, Tommy, who's this?

He was following me. Says he works for the police.

His name's Standing.

All yours, gov.

He's not standing now, is he?

We'd better get in there.

Jack, you can't go steaming in without backup.

There's no time.

You've got my phone.

Use mine.

Yeah, D.S. Pullman. What's your ETA?

Is the filth never gonna leave my family alone?!

I mean, what is it with you people?

Derek, Derek, Derek, listen. I know the bastard.

I've had dealings with him.

He's a nasty piece of work. Let me have a go at him.

I owe him a bloody good clogging.

It's the last resting place of my beloved father.

Sodding bollocks, is there no respect in the world?

I know, Derek. Let me have a go at him.

You want to know how I got my name, sweetheart?

Just watch this.

No, Derek, Derek, let's talk about this for a minute.

I'm not putting up with this crap.

I split a shirt lifter's head in half just for crossing me up.

You've been crossed up again, Chopper.

What are you doing here?

Ask your man Tommy.

He's been winding me up all week,

putting the frighteners on me, hoping I'd believe it was you.

No. That's crap, gov.

Vandalizing my property, making threats.

It's crap, gov!

Take a look.

Earlier tonight. My back garden.

And who do you think invited me to your dad's funeral

in the first place?

Gerrard's your enemy.

I had your fingers, you toe rag. Now I'm gonna have your head.

No, gov

- Armed police! - Armed police!

Put your weapons down

and raise your hands above your heads!

Bollocks!

- Put your weapon on the floor! - Drop it!

Aah!

Well, that was a splendid result, Sandra.

Case solved, villains in the bin.

- It was a balls-up. - What do you mean?

It's a bloody miracle one of my team didn't get killed!

Yeah, well, those boys will stick their necks out.

No, no. Oh, no, you stuck their necks out.

I should have been in there.

No, we've talked about this before.

The case needed an undercover officer.

She fell apart.

That was role play, Sandra. You don't understand.

Role play, my ass! She bottled it.

Yes, well, thank you for your input.

This conversation is now closed.

- Not quite. - D.S. Pullman.

Don't dump on my team again. Sir.

Brian?

It's all over, Esther.

The good guys won.

Are you wearing aftershave?

It's called "Lethal for Men."

Well, don't get it on the sheets.

Oh, what have you been doing, or is it still top secret?

No, I can speak now.

Well, I've solved a 10-year-old murder,

recovered 20 million pounds worth of smuggled diamonds

from the grave of a notorious killer.

All this came through a gay gangster,

who was forced to dismember his dead lover.

Brian, if you can't say anything sensible,

just let me go back to sleep.

Oh!

♪ It's all right, it's okay ♪

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

♪ 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 ♪

♪ High tech, low tech, take your pick ♪

♪ 'Cause you can't teach an old dog a brand-new trick ♪

♪ I don't care what anybody says ♪

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