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HEBDON:
Saturday afternoon,

this bloke's walking around town
doing his shopping.

Suddenly, he starts
screaming and shouting.

"I am sick of people
in this town

-calling me a sheep shagger!"
-[ Laughter]

"Listen, I deliver milk
to the local school.

Nobody calls me the milk giver.

I give clothes
to the jumble sale.

Nobody calls me
the clothes giver.

I help at the local
community center.

Nobody calls me
the community worker.

I shag one sheep."

[ Laughter]

[Telephone ringing ]

HASKONS:
It's brilliant, it's brilliant.

Yeah.

Well, I've just heard.

We didn't get anything
off the Smithy tapes.

This just came through.

I've been doing a bit of digging
after a tip-off.

1979, a Mr. Edward Parker
was accused of molesting

a boy in his care when he ran
a home for kids in Manchester.

Case dismissed.
Lack of evidence.

Anthony Field.

In 1986,
indecent assault on a minor.

Case dismissed.

Same Mr. Edward Parker again,

this time running
the Calloway Centre in Cardiff,

another home for kids.

Jason Baldwin.

What are you saying? That this
Edward Parker's the same --

It could be Edward Parker-Jones.

Now, I've got the addresses
of the two kids.

I can be up in Manchester
and back again by tonight.

- Manchester?
- Yeah.

Cross over to Cardiff.

Nice to get something
on Parker-Jones, eh?

Dig a bit of dirt.

Yeah, I'll do it.
I'll go.

You?
I thought you'd want to be here.

No.

Give me a chance
to talk to Dalton.

Uh, Richard,
can I have a word with you?

I don't bloody believe this.

I do all the legwork,
and she gets a day away.

Okay, didn't have time
this morning to do a briefing,

so let's do it now
and then crack on.

Now, we all know that Jackson
would've taken about 10 minutes

from the Advice Centre to
Vernon Reynolds' flat and back.

Now, there are
two possible routes.

So, Richard, I want you to get a
team together, blanket the area.

- Any news on Jackson?
- No, we haven't found him yet.

TENNISON: Well,
that's brilliant, isn't it?

Then we go back to his old
hunting ground, the stations.

That's where you picked him up
in the first place, wasn't it?

We've got a good motive now
for Connie's murder,

and we all know
that it wasn't robbery.

[Whispering indistinctly]

What are you
muttering about, Bill?

I was just saying it's a pity
about the Smithy tapes.

HASKONS:
They're useless.

Connie never named anyone, Gov,
apart from Jackson.

Just some clubs
where he met his clients.

Uh, yeah.
No addresses as yet.

But the clubs
are Bowery Roof, Lola's, Judy's,

and something
that sounded like Puddles.

Poodles.
It's called Poodles.

The other two are gay bars.

But the Bowery Roof
is a very exclusive place.

Lots of drag acts,
transsexuals, transvestites.

Most members are city types.

Professionals.

You're a bit well-informed,
aren't you? I just got these.

I'm a member.

Are you joking, Ray ??

That's not funny.

I know it isn't.

I'm gay.

[ Light laughter]

You took your time
in telling us.

I mean, I know
it's your own private business.

I'll leave the team
if that's what you want.

No, wait a minute.
No.

No, sit down.

Now, listen,
which of those clubs

do you think are most likely
to be frequented by --

Judges, MPs?

Police officers.

The Bowery.

You well-known there?

No.

It's very expensive.

I've only been twice.

But I do know one thing.

Asking questions
with the others in tow,

never get past the front door,
and word would leak.

So you'd never even get
to the top brass,

let alone ask them questions.

What about access
to membership lists?

No chance.

Shit.

Most of them use false names
or coded names,

even though what they're doing
is perfectly legal.

But if they are
going with underage kids,

that ups the ante even further
on covering up.

So who they are
would be really hush-hush.

I mean, they've really
got to protect themselves.

One hint of a leak,
and they'll close ranks.

Unless...

we could get the lads
to drag up.

- Go in that way.
-[ Chuckles ]

Nobody pays any attention
to them.

Oh, yeah, right!
[ Chuckles]

I'd pay to see that.

Go and get some lunch.

Oh, and tell Dalton
to get his skates on, will you?

We've got a train to catch.

Sure.

Thanks, Ray.

HALLIDAY: Only one name
off the Smithy tapes.

But it's your man.
It's Jackson.

I know.

Lets you off the hook,
doesn't it?

Just a joke.

Look, Jack, it may not be
the time to talk about this,

but it's got to be obvious
to you that this case,

it's opening right up.

It's treading
on Operation Contract's heels.

I mean, look,
it's my honest opinion

that we should just
cut our losses

and concentrate on
the murder investigation,

because I'm getting information
that goes a whole lot deeper

than just a cleanup
of street kids.

I think Colin Jenkins
was murdered to silence him

because he was about
to name the men

involved in a pedophile ring.

And you think Parker-Jones
is involved.

Well, you know, he's being
very helpful, very cooperative.

I don't have a shred of evidence

to link him
with any pedophile ring,

but the Advice Centre, along
with a number of other venues --

And what about Jackson?

I think that he murdered
Colin Jenkins.

- But. ..
- But?

It's, uh -- It's nothing.

Well, you'd better
reel in Jackson, then.

You have
a very impressive career.

Don't blow it.

Charge Jackson.

And bury everything else.

You've not said anything, Bill.
What do you think?

What, about him being an iron?
Don't worry me.

We had one at Southampton Row.

He didn't last long.

[Toilet flushing]

See you in the pub, then.

Yeah.

Is it true?

What?

That rm gay?

I just don't believe
in this day and age

everybody's making
such a big deal of it.

What are you looking at me
like that for?

I just don't understand.

- I thought I knew you.
- You do.

Why?

Are you asking me why I'm gay?

It's the way I am.
Always have been.

Queer?

Yeah.

Queer.

I'm gay.
I don't apologize for it.

[ Scoffs ]

Look at you.

The other two will come out

with infantile, puerile cracks
from now on.

I just don't believe it.

- Do you live with a bloke?
- Do you?

Of course I bloody don't.

What difference does it make?

My private life is just that.

I don't poke my nose in yours.

What gives you the right
to ask about mine?

Because I work with you!

As a matter of fact,
I do live with somebody.

And I'm very happy.

Thank you.

Listen, I was gay
before I met you.

Didn't start touching you up
or propositioning you, did I?

I respect you.

Why don't you respect me?

Now, back off.

Manchester.
There's a coincidence.

Is there?

It's just I was supposed to meet
a friend from there just now.

Give you a lift, yeah?
I'm in a car.

Come on.

Hello?

It's Tennison. I'm at Euston
on my way to Manchester.

Yeah, then Cardiff.

Listen, I want a car followed.

A dark blue Mercedes.

Old four-door saloon.

Yeah, I'll get the number
to you.

The suspect's name
is James Jackson.

Okay?

I want him tailed
but not apprehended.

Get Otley and Hall on it.

HALL:
It's Larry Hall.

Put me through to Vice.

We're outside
Jackson's house now.

Kathy, got anything on the house
in Langley Road yet?

Look, I will call you back

as soon as I've got anything,
all right?

Right.

- Shit.
- What?

Billy Matthews.

Madam wants him requestioned
about the Connie video.

It's all very well
her saying arrest him,

but we've been doing that
for the past year.

I mean, he's only had
four court appearances already.

Yeah, Charing Cross Hospital.
Emergency Ward.

Yes, got it.
Edward Jones.

Property owned
by an Edward Jones.

First floor, Margaret Fuller.

Second -- Basement,
Abdul...unpronounceable.

God, it's flatlets.

Brilliant.

- Guess what.
- What?

Billy Matthews
discharged himself

an hour after we left him there.

Do you know where I can get
my batteries recharged?

Hello?

- Hello-0-0?
- Excuse me, Gov.

Just a minute.

Hello?
Can you hear me?

Hello?

Phone.

Hello? Oh, hello.

Now, listen, you can gain entry
even on the suspicion

that a minor
is being held there.

Well, I'm reporting it, okay?

It isn't about the bank, is it?

Only, Anthony's sure
to be made assistant manager,

and I just wondered.

Sorry to keep you waiting.
Only just got in.

- Is the kettle on, Ma?
- WOMAN: Yes, yes.

When it whistles, I'll hear it,

if you want to go listen
to your program.

Well, I...

Sorry.

I got cold feet
as you were late.

Sorry about that.

OTLEY:
We don't need a warrant.

We've reason to believe
you're holding a minor.

You were seen leaving
Euston Station accompanying her.

Bullshit.

I know my rights.
Now piss off.

You've got no warrant.
You're on private property.

And I have, as a citizen,
a right to defend my property.

Now piss off.

Are you Mrs. Margaret Fuller?

Yes.

Oh, is this the juvenile
I'm supposed to have prisoner?

Anybody up there?
This is the police!

Leave him alone.

I just want to see
the kid's all right.

- JACKSON: I'll break his arms.
- She's up here.

Get out of here!
You're dead, Vera!

And this is my, uh,
my dad and my little sister.

They were killed in a car crash
when I was 5.

And after that,
Mum had a nervous breakdown.

That's why I was sent
to the home.

Anthony, can you tell me
about the court case?

Look, I know
how difficult it is.

Really?

I need to know about the man
who ran the home.

You see, it's my belief
that he's still...

At it?

Mm.

His, um,
his name was Edward Parker.

My case never even got to court.

BILLY: [Coughs]

Jesus.

I've called an ambulance.

The other kid's
being taken in now.

Vera wants to go.

I'm doing a club tonight.

Can I go?

I'm doing the cabaret.

You won't get any sense
out of him.

He'll tell you anything
just to stay here.

I'm okay, I'm okay.

[Coughs]

You're not okay, Billy, love.

You're not okay at all.

BILLY: [Coughs]

Can I go?

[Coughs]

OTLEY:
Where's that bloody ambulance?

They said
there'd be a 15-minute delay.

BILLY: [Coughs]

- Don't leave me.
- It's all right, Billy, lad.

FIELD: He had
a special nickname for me.

He said that

whenever he used that
special name, it was a code.

That was when he wanted me
to go to his room.

And how long did this abuse
go on for

before you told anyone?

Three years.

There was no one to tell.

He always said that
if I told anyone...

...I would have to eat
my own feces.

I got a letter from my mother.

She said she was much better.

So I ran away.

I went to the police station.

And, uh, they called in
a social worker.

A woman.

I had to tell her.
It was very embarrassing.

How old were you then?

8, nearly 9.

They took my statement, and then
a plainclothes police officer

came into the room
to question me.

Anthony, I really appreciate you
telling us all this.

Can you go on?

Thank you.

This, um, police officer...

I never knew his name.

He, uh, he asked me if I...

if I knew what happened
to little boys that tell lies.

And then I said
I was not telling lies.

And he said, uh...

..."Well, we will soon know."

And, um...

...um...

...he, uh -- he undid my pants.

And, uh...

And he, uh --
And he did it to me.

He said that, um,

that if I told anyone,
I would go to prison.

This police officer
penetrated you?

Mm.

At the police station?

Mm.

Was anyone else present?

So, I said that I was --

that I had been telling lies.

Case dismissed.

They, uh -- They sent me back
to the home.

I was there
for another two years.

Mm.

I sincerely believe
the man who assaulted you --

Look, I'm not interested
in what you believe.

I'm only interested in my life
and my career.

Whatever happens to him now
is no longer my concern.

I refuse to let him
destroy my life.

But you'll let him
destroy others.

No.

You let him.

I don't care about anyone else.

If there was
a court case -- if --

then I'd be forced to relive
what that bastard did to me...

again.

I only agreed to see you

on condition that you didn't
want me to go to court.

I won't testify.

And you can't make me.

TENNISON:
So I told Halliday this morning,

I said, "I think we should
just put Operation Contract

quietly to bed."

You worked on it for six months,
didn't you?

I worked on it for six months.

Doing surveillance
on all the areas we targeted.

Right.

On the night earmarked
for the big swoop, Friday,

we got less than we would have
done on a wet Tuesday afternoon.

Listen, did you target
Edward Parker-Jones?

Why do you ask that?

I know you sent those faxes
to Otley about the case.

The one up here in Manchester,
the other one in Cardiff.

Look, I'm gonna be
totally honest with you.

I xeroxed these before I left,

just more or less
to protect myself

in case there was any shit.

Dig in to these.

I think they go away back.
Maybe before me.

Chiswick's
the grand puppet master.

Fancy a whiskey upstairs?

I'd love one.

- Ah.
- Um, toothbrush, toothpaste,

and, uh, I thought
you might need that, too.

It's make-up remover.

Aw, thank you very much.
Quite thoughtful of you.

- How much do I owe you?
- Receipt's in the bag.

Uh, this is Detective
Chief Inspector David Lyall.

David, this is Brian Dalton.

Detective Inspector Dalton.

- Pleased to meet you.
- Likewise.

TENNISON:
So, is your room okay?

- Yeah, room's fine.
- Good.

Okay. Well,
I'll see you tomorrow.

Early. Okay?

- Night.
- Yeah, okay.

Didn't expect to stay the night.

Here you go.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

[Both sigh]

I hear very good things
about you.

You're not scared off anything.

Well, I am.

There's gonna be
lots of us demoted in our rank,

and I know there's
a superintendent vacancy

coming up, so...

...you take these.

I'm sorry, but I'm looking out
for my future.

This Sheehy inquiry has
really put the flutter around.

The only ones safe will be those
with 30 years' experience,

and I don't fancy being demoted.

I worked hard enough
for the D.C.l. rank as it is.

So there was a leak.

Tell me, what do you think
of Bill Otley?

Good man.

One of the old school.
Hard worker.

Did he tell you that?

- About the leak?
- Yeah.

Yeah.

Well, I reckon
I've done my favor.

Good luck to you.

Thanks, David.

Um, where is that vacancy?

It's one of the AMIT areas.

Everybody can't go up, but
I'm gonna give it me best shot.

Good night, love.

Good luck.

Thank you.

My wife's
not gonna believe this.

I told her I was off-duty.

It's that film, innit?
"Some Like It Hot."

Tony Curtis and --

Jack Lemmon,
and it was dreadful.

Silly walks. They'd never
have got away with it.

Anybody could see
they weren't female.

That wasn't the point, though,
was it? It was a comedy.

RED: Well, for some, dear,
being in drag

is the only time
they feel right.

It is not funny at all.

Is it?

HEBDON:
I wouldn't know.

[ Indistinct conversations]

HASKONS:
How much did that set you back?

A lot.

Yeah, Red's here now.

I've not got much time before I
go on, so let's make it snappy.

One at a time.

I don't know if I can get you
in the back bar.

It's jammed in there.

Maybe you can work it
yourselves?

MAN:
...a great favorite!

A truly beautiful
and talented act.

Please welcome
Miss Vera Reynolds!

[Music plays 1

? I want to be loved by you ?

? Just you ?

? Nobody else but you ?

Come on, let's mingle.

? I want to be loved
by you alone ?

? Boo-boop-bee-doo ?

? I want to be kissed by you ?

? Just you ?

? Nobody else but you ?

Are you crazy?

Why?
Why did you do it?

- Because they asked me to.
- Well, I'm out of here.

If you'd got any sense,
you'd leave too.

- But you've got another spot.
- You do it.

I haven't done me own yet.

They stick out like sore thumbs.

They don't.

They're asking everybody
bloody questions!

I wanted to help. I thought
you cared about Connie.

Somebody killed him.

You know it.
I know it.

You might be able
to stomach what goes on.

Me?!

You live with that slimebag
Mark Lewis, not me.

And I've never been
involved in it all.

- I've never --
- But you are involved,

aren't you?

You lied to me.

I covered up for you,
but all this stuff

with the kids and Jackson.

I'm shacking up at his place

because I've got nowhere else
to go.

He won't leave me alone
until all this blows over.

Now you've gone
and got the cops in here.

He'll think I done it.
Not you, me.

Red, those two queens of yours.

You've got another spot, Vera.

- I'll do it.
- Christ.

Those two queens of yours --
I've just had a complaint.

They'll have to go.

All right.

I'll come clean.

I don't know 'em.

They latched on to me
at Lola's club.

They gave me a few quid
to get 'em in.

It's the truth,
I swear before God.

Now, can I have
a bit of privacy?

Me tits need re-adjusting.

Hey, Vera!

I bloody protected you,
you slag!

And you bring the filth
into my house!

Why did you do that, then, Vera?

It wasn't me.

I swear before God, Jimmy.
Honestly, it wasn't me.

I wouldn't, would I?

- What?
- I need you.

Why would I tip off
the law about you?

Who is it to do with, then, eh?

Is it Red?

How much does he know?

Eh?

Where's Red?!

I don't -- I don't know.

He's not on tonight.
He had a cold.

He's staying at Mark Lewis'.

It's the truth, Jimmy, honestly.

That's how he knows everything.

[ Dance music plays]

[ Glass shattering ]

[ Glass shattering ]

Where the bloody hell were you?

What are you talking about?
I was over there!

Why didn't you call out
or something?

Have you got any handcuffs?

Oh, take a wild guess.

Skipper,
it's about Billy Matthews.

Is he dead?

No, no, no.
He's got a bronchial infection.

He's in Charing Cross Hospital.

The doctors said
they won't treat him

'cause he keeps
discharging himself.

He discharged himself
last night,

and he discharged himself
on the 17th.

The 17th?
The night Connie died, right?

Yeah.

Discharged himself.

So he couldn't have been
at the center.

- Exactly.
- Yeah, lovely.

Parker-Jones is very specific
about that, Billy.

Alan Thorpe,
he was too pissed to remember.

We find those other two lads,
Jackson's screwed, right?

Fancy a hamburger?

No, no.
I'm knackered.

Came off hours ago.

On your bike.
See you tomorrow.

All right, then.

BOY:
I reckon he got a backhander.

You know Billy Matthews?

Well, when he first come up,
he was, what, 10?

Connie nabbed Billy fast,
didn't he?

Do you think Connie was paid
for finding young kids, then?

For the films, like.

They're all perverts.
Big posh houses, lot of dough.

Dirty bastards.

You scruffy buggers
don't ever --

- No.
- No.

BOY: No.

Do you two want to
drive around in the panda,

show me that posh house?

Tenner in it for you.
What do you say?

Okay. Come on.

- Hey!
- Hey!

Come on, this is the fifth road.
Is it here or what?

That's the one.

Has it got stone animals
outside the gates?

Connie said they were lions.

Good lad.

Remember anything else?

I think the lad's
pulling your leg, Sarge.

This is Assistant Deputy
Commissioner Kennington's home.

Drive on.

DALTON: You said Jason
was known to the locals.

He's more than known. He spends
more time in the cells than out.

He's a nice enough bloke
when he's sober,

but he's a nightmare
when he's not.

He's been had up for assault,
petty crimes.

Has a lot of marital troubles.

She's always calling us in
but then withdraws the charges.

Okay.

[Sighs]

Well, the bad news
isn't even worth discussing.

Haskons and Lillie
got dragged up.

- What?
- Don't even ask.

But the good news is,
they brought in Jackson.

Are you serious?
They got dragged up?

I said I don't
want to talk about it.

But there's another alibi down.
Driscoll.

He's admitted that he lied

because Jackson threatened
to beat him up if he didn't.

- What number is it?
- BRONWEN: 63, 5th floor.

You're from Liverpool, right?

Yeah.

And, um, how old were you when
you first went into the home?

Which one?

The one run by
Edward Parker-Jones.

I-

I was sent there
from a foster home.

I got into a bit of thieving,
so they got shot of me.

Are you prepared to act as
a witness for the prosecution?

Sure.

Thanks.

Can you tell me
when the sexual abuse started?

It was, um, the second
or third day I was there.

Parker just called us
into his office and, um...

that was it.

It started then.

It wasn't like you could do
or say anything about it.

It was like he was
a law unto himself, you know.

And it wasn't just me.
He was having us all.

He'd give you
a certain amount of fags.

Like, it was five
for a blow job.

You always knew
when one of the lads

had gone all the way with him --
they was flush with fags.

Have you got one, by the way?

Oh. Yeah, sure.

Here.

Keep the pack.
I'm trying to give up.

[ Chuckles ]

What made you report him?

Short-changed us on some fags,
didn't he?

So I thought, "Screw him."

Went to the social worker.

Bitch.

She fancied him, you know.

He used to get it off
with women as well.

Anyway, she went on and on
at me.

Did I know what I was saying,
what it meant?

I said, "Yeah, I know
what it means to me.

If you don't do something about
it, I'm going to the cops."

And how old were you then?

Don't know.
12, 13.

And did you go to the cops?

Yeah.

Well, he wouldn't
leave us alone, would he?

She wasn't going to do
anything about it,

so I went to the police station.

Made a statement.

They were all running 'round,

like, asking all these
questions, and then, uh...

the doctor examined me, and...

Uh, yeah, and then, um...

...this copper gets me
into his office, and then...

[ Scoffs ]

And what happened then, Jason?

Um...

he said that,
if I said I was lying...

...he'd make it cushy for me,

give me money, cigarettes,
things like that.

Said they'd move me
somewhere nice.

Do you remember
the police officer's name?

Was he in uniform?

He was a friend of Parker's,
wasn't he?

They worked it together.

So anyway, they sent me back,
never got 'round to moving me.

And, um...

...I became a very heavy smoker.

Do you remember the doctor's
name? The one that examined you?

That's not going to help you
much. Died of cancer, didn't he?

Nice fella.

His name was something -- Ellis.

Well, that's it for now,
I think.

Thanks very much.

So, what are you doing now,
Jason? Have you got a job?

No.
No qualifications.

5-year-old kid
reads better than I do.

I do odd jobs around the place.

Fix up cars.

I get drunk.

Like if...

...sometimes I get a bit angry.

And then you get into trouble.

Have you ever told anyone else
about this?

There's no point, is there?
You just have to live with it.

I promise you

we will do everything we can
to put this man away.

I promise you that, Jason.

You haven't got him, have you?

Not yet, no.

Well, goodbye, then, Jason.

We'll be in touch.

You know, one night at the home,

we was watching
this documentary.

It was a Nazi thing.

And this fella who ran
the concentration camp.

- You know what they are?
- Mm.

Yeah, well, his name
was the Angel of Death, right?

And after the war,
he escaped, right?

He was never hanged.

Nobody arrested him. Nobody even
brought him to trial.

That's like Parker, isn't it?

He did me for eight years.

He did everyone in his care.

You know
what we used to call him?

We called him
"The Keeper of Souls."

Jason, look, go back upstairs.

There's glass around.
You're gonna hurt yourself.

You want to see
what The Keeper did to me?

The man who did this will pay
for it. I promise you, Jason.

Look, I promise you.

You'll just make your train.

Bronwen, can you do a crosscheck
on this for me, please?

Check with Social Services.

Okay.

He'll live.

Broken leg and hip bone.
He's okay.

His wife and kid.
I sent a cab for them.

Okay.
You know, Anthony and Jason?

That's too much
of a coincidence.

I mean, if Edward Parker-Jones
moved on,

maybe so did
that police officer.

Any developments on Jackson?

What?

You said he'd been picked up.

Oh, no.

What about you?

Heard from that hospital yet?

No, not yet.

Still waiting.

Oh?
How long does it take?

I don't know.

Don't know.

What?

Well, when are you
gonna come clean, Brian?

What do you mean?

When are you going to tell me
what a high-flyer like you

is doing attached
to this investigation?

I mean, look at you.

You're university educated.

You're fraud squad.

You're hand-in-glove
with Chiswick.

I mean, I know you report
back to him, for God's sake.

Come on, you're my mate.
You can tell me what's going on.

I have to report back
to Commander Chiswick

if, and only if,
your investigation

crosses another investigation.

Very good.

All right, you've started now.

So what investigation
might that be?

It's about the blackmail [sighs]

Of an assistant
deputy commissioner.

He was, or had been, on enforced
leave for eight months,

six months previous
to the blackmail threats.

One of the most senior officers
ever to be subject

to disciplinary procedures.

The matter was passed to the
home office from Scotland Yard.

Well, who the hell is it?

Assistant Deputy Commissioner
John Kennington.

What was going on
before the blackmail?

Eight months' enforced leave?

That's a long time.
Must have been something big.

There's possible involvement
with a pedophile ring.

BRONWEN:
Jason Baldwin's social worker.

Margaret Speel.

- She's now based in --
- London.

Thank you very much.

Kennington.

[ Knock on door]

Would you like some coffee?

TENNISON:
No, thank you.

So, now, what can I do for you,
Chief Inspector?

Were you at one time
working at Cardiff?

Yes.

And in Liverpool.
I also worked in Birmingham.

Was Edward Parker-Jones

also working
in Liverpool and Birmingham?

No.

Well, we can be thankful
for that, can't we?

Do you know Anthony Field?

No?

Well, what about Jason Baldwin?
He was one time a resident.

Yes, yes, yes.
I remember Jason.

Do you have a close relationship
with Edward Parker-Jones?

I don't think
that's any of your business.

Oh, yes, it is, Margaret.
It's very much my business.

Jason tried to kill himself

right in front of me
this afternoon.

He's prepared
to make a statement

that when he was in the care
of Edward Parker-Jones,

he was sexually abused
for a period of six years

and that you, at that time,
were his social worker.

You were Jason Baldwin's social
worker, weren't you, Margaret?

You were Jason's social worker.

Yes.

Are you aware
of these allegations?

Were you aware of them when
you were working in Cardiff?

Oh, J-Jason
was always telling lies.

He was a compulsive liar.

10-year-old boy, Margaret.

You refused to believe him,

and he had six more years
of abuse.

Oh, God.

This is not true.

If I'd have believed
for one moment --

Oh, you believe it, Margaret.

So, do you know Colin Jenkins?

No.

I was telling the truth.

I-I swear I didn't even
come here till 18 months ago.

Edward contacted me.

He even tried to renew
our relationship.

A-Are you sure?

I mean, these --
these young boys,

they're always
making up stories.

I-I remember Jason.

Do you recall a doctor?

Did a doctor
examine Jason Baldwin?

Yes, of course, he was examined.

Do you remember
a police officer,

one who was close
with Edward Parker-Jones?

You mean John Kennington.

Yes, yeah,
it could be John Kennington.

Do you remember if he was
plainclothes or in uniform?

What rank was he?

Um...

I-I think
he was a superintendent.

I never saw him in uniform.

Do you know
if this John Kennington

is still in touch
with Edward Parker-Jones?

Uh, yes, I think so.

Is there anyone in this building

who knows where Detective
Chief Inspector Tennison is?

She's on her way back
from Cardiff.

Expecting her
any moment now, boss.

And you two,
as far as I am concerned,

have behaved in an utterly
farcical manner,

one which would,
if ever it were made public,

put not only myself but this
entire department in jeopardy.

In your office.

Just tell me, in God's name,
what possessed you to do it?

Well, we brought Jackson in,
sir.

- He is still the prime suspect.
- I Tapping]

Sorry.
I'll be right with you.

D.S. Haskons, D.C. Lillie,

you will return
to Southampton Row

as from tomorrow evening.

D.l. Ray Hebdon
will leave today.

Hey!

Get that crap down.

[ Door slams]

Naughty boys.-

[ Laughter]

Well, this must be
worth a bundle.

Kennington didn't buy this
in his wages.

Happens to be my wife's.

Oh!

I'm sorry, sir.

I'm Detective Chief Inspector
Jane Tennison.

And this is Detective Inspector
Dalton, that's Brian Dalton.

So, what seems to be
the problem?

We're making inquiries
into the death of a young boy.

Colin Jenkins.

Did you know him, sir?

Do you know a James Jackson?

No.

- Anthony Field?
- No.

Jason Baldwin?

No.

What, uh -- What are you
doing here, Chief Inspector?

Do you know Edward Parker-Jones?

Uh.

No, I can't say that I do.

You were at one time stationed
in Manchester, I believe.

And before that,
you were in Cardiff.

- Is that correct?
- Yeah.

Did you at any time
come across a social worker

called Margaret Speel?

No, I'm sorry,
I don't recall the name.

Just before
your recent resignation, sir,

you were about
to instigate charges.

Could you tell me
what they were?

What exactly is this
inquiry about, Chief Inspector?

Please just answer
the question, sir.

I have no inclination
to answer anything else.

And I'd appreciate it
if you would leave my house.

Maybe you would recollect
Colin Jenkins.

Sometimes he was called Connie.

He would have been about
15 years old when you knew him.

He was about my height.

He had red hair.

He was a practicing homosexual.

Will you both leave now?

It's just that I notice

that you have pictures
of young boys here.

Those are my sons.

Will you please leave my house?

Was Colin Jenkins
blackmailing you?

Edward Parker-Jones
putting pressure on you?

Which one of them
was blackmailing you?

Were you aware
that Colin Jenkins

was selling his story
to the papers?

I'm sorry. John?

Mrs. Kennington, I am -- Please.

Mrs. Kennington, your husband

was just answering
some questions.

I'm investigating the death of
a young boy, just 17 years old.

He was a rent boy.

His name was Colin Jenkins.
Maybe you read about it.

[ Door closes ]

Hey, Mike.

Do you fancy a drink?

Sorry.
I'm late as it is.

- Nothing wrong, is there?
- No, no.

I just wanted
to have a word with you.

Um, what do you know
about John Kennington?

Well, he just got
his golden handshake. Why?

Is he a homosexual?

I don't know.

Why do you ask?

Well, I think
that he might be involved

in this murder case that I'm on.

Murder?
I thought you were on Vice.

It's the murder of a rent boy.

Uh, look, sorry, Jane.
There's nothing I can tell you.

Mike, Mike.

God, they're just --
They're young kids.

12, 13 years old.

I mean, they're the same age
as your kids, for Christ's sake.

Do I have to spell it out
for you?

Yes.
Yes, you do.

If you start digging the dirt
on John Kennington,

it'll be a waste of time.

Now, he may no longer
be a big fish,

but he sure as hell has got
lots of friends who are.

The whisper will get out,

he'll drop the word,
and you won't get near them.

And you won't help the kids.

And the punters
will still be there.

They'll all still be there
out on the street.

Back off this one, Jane.

Kennington's out of the force.
Ignore it.

That is the best --
the only advice I can give you

Thank you for your advice.

Oh, incidentally, uh, Mike,

you know there's
that superintendency

up for grabs -- AMIT?

Do you happen to know
which area that is?

So, you're going to become
a player, are you?

- Good night.
- Night.

Can I just say something?

Um...well, apologize, really.

I just wanted you to know

that I didn't really have much
say in the matter and, uh...

...I'm -- I'm sorry, and...

...l-I don't know where I am.

I'm in some kind of limbo.

I can't sleep!

My -- My girlfriend.

I haven't told her.

I'm too scared
to have sex with her.

It's just...

this whole thing, kind of,
you know, hanging over us.

Listen, anyone would
feel like that.

What if I've got AIDS?

I'm sorry. Sorry.

Shit. Sorry.

Sorry.

[crying 1

Listen, I think
you should talk to someone.

Yeah.

I mean someone who understands.

Yeah.

- You go with your girlfriend.
- Okay.

I've got some contact numbers.

I'll give you the numbers
as soon as possible, all right?

- Yeah.
-[ Knock on door]

Thank you.

Thanks a lot.

I've got Parker-Jones in Room 2.

What?

He's here?

Whose bloody idea was that?

Mine.

We found some kids
that recognized the property

where we picked up Jackson.

It's owned by Parker-Jones.

What?

Jackson's been living in a house
owned by Parker-Jones.

It's all there.
Full report.

- Look, who's interviewing him?
- Haskons and Lillie.

Oh, shit.

Well, as you weren't here.

We couldn't contact you.

I've just been trying
to close the case.

Oh, no, no, no.
I know what you're doing, Bill.

And you know something?
You're just not good enough.

I did not want
Parker-Jones brought in yet.

- Got a reason?
- Yeah.

I'm not ready for him.

Why exactly
have I been brought in?

Why wasn't
all this asked before?

I've been perfectly willing
to cooperate

on all you required.

Detective Chief Inspector.

HASKONS:
The time is 18:30,

and D.C.l. Tennison has just
entered the interview room.

TENNISON: Mr. Parker-Jones,
could you tell me

about your relationship
with Margaret Speel?

She is my fiancée.

TENNISQNI
Did you, in 1979,

run the Harrow Home for Boys
in Manchester?

Yes.

And, in 1986,
the Calloway Centre in Cardiff?

Yes.

Do you know Anthony Field?

Yes.

TENNISON:
Jason Baldwin?

Yes.
They were both in my care.

Do you know a John Kennington?

Yes. Not well,
but I have met him.

Will you tell me about one of
your employees, James Jackson?

Well, I wouldn't
call it employed, exactly.

He does, on the odd occasion,
do some repairs for me.

Caretaking, that sort of thing.

How well do you know
Mr. Jackson?

I've already told you,
I don't know him

on a personal or social level.

He simply does the occasional
odd job for me, that's all.

But he lives in one of your
properties, Mr. Parker-Jones.

Yes.
I have admitted this.

I pay Jackson a nominal amount,

and, in return,
he repairs the property.

I have no reason to know what
he does in his personal life.

I'm not even sure
if he lives on the, uh, property

in a permanent basis,

as he told me he has an elderly
mother he takes care of

and spends a lot of time with.

How many names
are you known under?

I have two houses
in the name of Edwards

and one in the name of Jones.

I have, on occasion,
used both of them.

And why do you use
different names

on the deeds of your properties?

I just do.

There's no law against it.

[Telephone ringing ]

Would you like to tell me

about the two
sexual-assault charges,

one in Manchester
and one in Cardiff?

Not really.

In both incidents,
all the charges were dropped.

I see no reason
to discuss them now.

Did John Kennington assist
or advise you in any way

concerning these charges?

No, I don't recall.

Have you ever attempted to get
monies from John Kennington?

- What?
- Extortion. Blackmail.

Did you ever attempt
to get monies?

Absolutely not.
That's ridiculous.

Are you aware
that John Kennington

-was bringing charges?
- Look, I would certainly

not attempt to extort monies

from someone who has
freely donated to my center.

I have presented
a detailed list, as requested,

of all those who forward

charitable donations
to the center.

I presume this information
was passed on to you.

Did you call
the Emergency Services

on the night of the 17th?

- I'm sorry?
- An ambulance.

Did you call an ambulance
on the night of the 17th?

No.

Would you please state where you
were on the night of the 17th

between the hours
of 8:15 and 9:30?

I have already told you.

I never left the Advice Centre.

This is really
becoming ludicrous.

Is it?

Are you aware that it is illegal
to display false credentials?

So would you tell me
the names of all the witnesses

that you say saw you
at the Advice Centre

for the duration
of the evening of the 17th?

Billy Matthews, David Driscoll,
Alan Thorpe, Kenny Lloyd,

-and James Jackson.
- James Jackson.

BIBBY: I think I deserve
a bottle of champagne

because Billy Matthews' alibi
is now withdrawn.

Billy was not at the
Advice Centre or anywhere near.

He was, in fact, in hospital,
taken there by ambulance

on the night of the 17th --

and this is the best bit --
from the Advice Centre.

- Coffees, please.
- Martin Fletcher's dead.

Disco Driscoll, alibi withdrawn.

Kenny Lloyd, alibi withdrawn.

Just Jackson giving Parker-Jones
an alibi and vice versa.

The only other person is
Alan Thorpe, but he was drunk.

Okay, now, where's Jackson?

HASKONS: He's with Sarge
and Larry the Lamb. Room Three.

All right, that's a bottle
of Mo?t for Kathy.

And you two are paying
because of this fiasco.

BIBBY: Oh, yes!
[Laughs]

Oh, bloody hell.

Who put those up?

HALL: What did Connie owe you
the money for?

He needed some photographs.

He needed to get some new gear.

Well, that's what he told me,
so I lent him the dough.

HALL:
How much?

7:26, D.C.l. Tennison's
just entered the interview room.

200 quid.

Then he disappeared,
so I go out looking for him.

Did you go to Vernon's flat
looking for him?

Yeah, but in the afternoon.

I spoke to Vera.
She was there.

And she told you what?

That Connie wasn't there.

I've told you all this.
I've said all this.

Did Edward Parker-Jones ask you

to say that you were
at the Advice Centre?

No.

Why don't you tell me
about the money?

Did you often lend Connie money?

No.
He usually had enough.

He was always pretty flush.

I mean,
sometimes I borrowed from him.

So, when exactly
did you give him this 200 quid?

I don't remember, I'm sorry.

TENNISON:
Can't remember.

Uh, was Connie living
in a house in Camden Town?

Sometimes left his gear there,
but he'd not actually lived.

Lived there for months.

Do you know where he was living,

say, for the past couple
of months?

JACKSON: No. I don't know
where he was living.

Well, where did you give him
the money, then?

Oh, yeah, at the Advice Centre.

No, no, no, Edward Parker-Jones
said he hadn't seen him

at the Advice Centre
for at least a few months.

I don't remember
where I gave it to him.

I'm sorry.

Really.

Just don't remember.

So, how well do you know
Edward Parker-Jones?

JACKSON:
I work for him.

He pays me a few quid
to look after his property.

Did you ever try
and extort money

out of a man
called John Kennington?

Extortion.
Know what that means?

Blackmail. Did you ever try
and blackmail John Kennington?

No.
I don't know him.

So, on the night
that Connie died,

did you discuss anything
with Edward Parker-Jones?

JACKSON: Yeah.

The price of toilet paper.

I get it in bulk for him.

And after Connie died,

did you discuss anything
with Edward Parker-Jones,

apart from
the price of toilet paper?

Like What?

Well, look.

You stated that, uh --
What have we got here? --

David Driscoll, Billy Matthews,
Alan Thorpe, and Kenny Lloyd

all saw you at the Advice Centre
the night that Colin died.

- Is that correct?
- Yeah, that's right.

Well, you've listed
the exact same names

as Edward Parker-Jones,
so I'm asking you again,

did you or did you not discuss
it with Mr. Parker-Jones?

Well, no.

There was no reason to.
They were there, and so was he.

So he's bound to say
the same lads as I say

because I was there.

See?

TENNISON:
You're going to be charged

with the attempted murder
of a police officer.

You also refused another officer

entry to the house
in Camden Town

and physically attacked
another police officer.

You were holding a 14-year-old
girl against her will.

Now, do you want
any more, Jimmy?

Because we've got more.

I didn't know
they were coppers, I swear.

I mean, they just barged
into the house.

And that girl
is not gonna press charges

because she begged me
to give her a place to stay.

She begged me.

I didn't know she was 14.

And that other thing,
I thought that was Red,

that thick, old drag queen.

I didn't know that was a copper.
It's just mistaken identity.

Well, why did you want to
kill her?

I didn't want to kill her.
No way.

I just wanted
to frighten her a bit.

Why?

Well, Vera told me
she'd been talking to the cops,

and all I wanted to do
was frighten her off.

Well, why? Why did you want to
frighten Rodney Allerton?

That's Red.

Because I did.

I'm sorry.
I'm really sorry.

It was all a mistake.

Oh, James,
you must have had a reason.

No.

No, I didn't have a reason.

That's the God's honest truth.

Well, you are gonna go to prison
for a very long time...

for no reason at all.

My client's very tired.

Perhaps we can continue
this interview in the morning.

Look forward to it.

TENNISON: Oh.

After you.

He must have had
letters, diaries,

something if he was selling
his story to that woman.

What was her name?

Jessica Smithy.

I mean, what if Jessica Smithy

spoke to Martin Fletcher
before Connie?

I mean, she was writing a piece
about rent boys, plural,

not just one rent boy.

What have we got here?

Yeah.

Nice, little away day assortment.

Shit.

TENNISON::
Look at this.

I want Forensic in here.

I want the whole house checked
out, and I want it done tonight.

Yeah, I think we should have
another go at our Vera.

She has been staying there.

I'll wait for Forensic,
might be a while.

This is my case, Bill.
Don't jump the gun again.

Your case.
Yes, ma'am.

[ Engine turns over]

HALL: Right. I've got a couple
of little bits and pieces

on Edward Parker-Jones.

He owns a number
of bed-and-breakfasts/houses,

all registered under
the company name of Protega.

LILLIE:
Can you spell that, please?

HALL:
P-R-O-T-E-G-A.

He's a registered charity.

He's got a staff of four.

- LILLIE: All paid?
- HALL: All paid.

TENNISON: Glad to see
you're still with us.

WOMAN ON P.A.: D.C.l. Tennison,
please contact reception.

- D.C.l. Tennison...
- He receives loads of grants.

He gets one from Camden
at £160,000.

The doctor attached to
the Calloway Centre in Cardiff,

his widow, Joyce Ellis --
She's 52, has two sons --

in 1987, was married to
John Kennington.

HALL: As well as that,
he gets £110 per person

-from local authorities.
-[ Sighs]

Decided to change sides,
have you?

-[ Sighs]
- WOMAN ON P.A.: D.C.l. Tennison,

-please return to her office...
- Thank you very much.

[ Door opens]

You have not one shred
of evidence against Parker-Jones

or his involvement in the death

-of Col--
- TENNISON: Colin Jenkins.

No, I haven't got him
to admit his involvement.

But I know that
he's covering up for Jackson.

And very possibly
for John Kennington, as well.

Drop it.

Are you serious?

In 1979 and again in 1986,

both Edward Parker-Jones
and John Kennington --

I'm fully aware of the cases
you're referring to.

Well, then you should have made
whatever information you had

available to me.
I have wasted a considerable --

"Waste" being the operative
word, Chief Inspector.

You were supposed to be
investigating

-the murder --
- The murder of Colin Jenkins.

And if I discover evidence
that proves that

- Edward Parker-Jones is unfit...
- That is not

-the Colin Jenkins case.
-...to be awarded massive grants

from four different councils
and is a possible pedophile...

Is this true?

Chief Inspector Tennison,

you give me no option
but to warn you

that if you continue
to investigation persons...

No, no, no. Not persons.
Just one person --

- Edward Parker-Jones.
-...against specific

instructions...

then disciplinary action
will be taken.

You take it, sir, and I will
fight you every inch of the way.

I have been fobbed off

with "Stay clear
of this or that persons"

because of, and I quote,

"repercussions
to this department."

Well, this department
has blatantly attempted

to sabotage my investigations
into a murder

which has direct links
to a pedophile ring,

one member of which,
John Kennington,

was the subject of a full-scale
internal police inquiry.

John Kennington was reinstated.

Yeah, six months later,
he was being blackmailed. Ugh!

Case dismissed. What happen?
You all get cold feet?

Retire him?
Pay him off?

And somewhere in the mess,
a young boy dies.

Just calm down.

Look at it from our side.

The investigation

-into John Kennington...
- Was a failure.

And to the tune
of £1 1/2 million.

Next, Operation Contract.
Bloody fiasco, that was.

How much did that
set the government back?

I mean,
you knew there was a leak.

Well, was it John Kennington?

Be very careful
what you're insinuating.

TENNISON:
Look, I just want to find

the murderer of Colin Jenkins.

If that touches on
Edward Parker-Jones

or anyone else, then so be it.

I take full responsibility.

You can lay it all
on my shoulders.

But I will not be a scapegoat.

If you take me
off this case now,

I'm warning you,
I won't go quietly.

Don't make threats,
Detective Chief Inspector.

I want to be put forward
for superintendent.

Now, I fully expect
to make an arrest

in the Colin Jenkins murder
this weekend.

And, therefore,
with the case closed,

there will be
no further necessities

for any investigations
into John Kennington.

Did James Jackson kill Connie?

Vera, he can't hurt you.

He's gonna be behind bars
for a very long time.

Come on, you can tell me.

I don't know.

TENNISON:
Do you know a John Kennington?

[Siren wails in distance]

Vera.

Vera, look at me.

You've got to help me.

Jackson was looking
for Connie that night.

He said he owed him money.

Connie didn't need to borrow
money from Jackson.

He always used to have money.

Did you know any of his clients?

No.

He was very secretive
about them.

You give one kid a name,

next minute,
they're offering themselves.

You think he was just gay,
don't you?

Why do you think
we got on so well?

I don't know.

Why don't you tell me?

He was the same as me.

He'd go with gays.

But he liked straight men
better.

He wanted money.

He needed a lot.

For the operation.

They do the best in Rio.

He would have had
to have paid for it.

You see, there's no way
that the NHS would give him

the operation --
He was too young.

It's always been my dream.

So Connie needed a lot of money.

Say, What, 10,000, 15,000 quid?

[ Scoffs ] Where was he
gonna get that from?

Connie was capable of anything.

Like blackmail?

Yes.

I think he got scared off.

He was getting a bit desperate.

He'd lost a lot
of his big-money clients.

He was too old for them.

Kept knocking a few years off
his age, but they knew.

Do you know Jessica Smithy?

So you know that Connie was
selling his story to the papers?

But I think, you know,

she kept stringing him along,
promising big money.

He used to brag about it.

But she wanted evidence.
You know, names, photographs.

[ Chuckling ]
Photographs.

Did James Jackson
know about this?

Well, he found out.

Connie had a sort of a file,
you know, to show this reporter.

He found out.

Martin Fletcher stole
some things from Jackson.

TENNISON: Oh.

And gave them to Connie.

That's why Jackson
was looking for Connie.

Oh, right.

But not just to get
these things back.

Because he knew that if Connie

was selling his story to
the papers, he'd be in it, too.

Connie had been one of his boys,
you see, early on.

What, you mean it was Jackson
who got Connie on the game?

- REYNOLDS: Yes.
- Oh.

But he got him so young.

I mean, he was only 10 years old
when Jackson found him.

Did you see
what Martin got from Jackson,

you know, the thing
he eventually gave to Connie?

No, no. I never -- I never saw.
I never saw.

I mean, he told me.

But it was, uh, pictures,
photographs.

Maybe letters.
I don't know.

But I never saw
what Martin nicked from Jackson.

But that's why
Martin got beaten up,

because Jackson
wanted the stuff back.

So, Connie had told you
about this stuff

that Martin had got
from Jackson.

And he told you
that he was gonna use it,

sell it to the papers.

Did he tell you who
he was gonna blackmail with it?

No, no. But he was -- He was
kind of excited, you know.

He was very pleased
with himself.

Said he was going to get
the money for his operation.

He was very certain.

Thank you, Vera.

All right, you can go now.

Hello, Margaret.
How are you?

I intend to report you.

Get you blacklisted
from every council

and government-run scheme
that you've abused.

What do you mean?

SPEEL:
I trusted you.

I may even have helped you,
that's what's worst --

worse than any of the lies
you've told me.

Who's been talking to you,
Margaret?

Don't touch me.

Well, come in and
let's just talk this through.

She knows everything about you
and about John Kennington.

And before I've finished,
you'll go to prison.

Margaret, you don't know
what you're talking about.

This is from
that Inspector Tennison, yes?

You don't understand, Margaret.

- SPEEL: Yes, I do.
- Shut up!

Now, just keep calm.
Keep calm. Let me explain.

Get out of here.
Do you hear?

Don't you touch him!
Get off him!

Get out! This place is closed!
Get out now!

You bastard!
You bastard!

-[ Paper tearing ]
- That's yours!

That's your doing!

You! You bastard!
[ Strains]

You bastard!

That's you!

Bastard! You bastard!
Get out!

Mrs. Kennington?

Edward Parker-Jones.
Can I speak to John, please?

You bastard!

So you were told
by Martin Fletcher

where Connie was?

You then went
to Vernon Reynolds' flat,

-didn't you?
- I didn't.

I've admitted
I was looking for Connie,

but I wasn't the only one.

TENNISON:
Oh, well, who else?

Who else was looking for Connie
the night that he was murdered?

Come on, Jimmy.

It's just 5, 10 minutes' walk
from the Advice Centre and back.

I never killed him.

I couldn't have.

You had to silence him,
didn't you, eh?

He's was gonna tell about the
way you kidnap underage kids.

They were up
at the top of the house.

We've seen 'em -- the knives,
the chains, the whips.

You bastard.

TENNISON: So,
did you torture kids up there?

You know, we have, to date,
15 different blood samples

taken from the walls,
bed linen, floorboards.

What were you doing
to those children?

Mr. Jackson,

I really would try to be
as cooperative as possible.

You know, these charges
against you are very serious.

Look,
I did go to the center, right?

I told Parker-Jones
I couldn't find him.

All right?

Look

Martin Fletcher
took my stuff from --

What stuff?

Stuff.
Things, photographs.

And I wanted them back, right?

TENNISON:
Were you in these photographs?

Some of them.
Connie had nicked them.

Got Martin to get them for him
from Camden, right? You with me?

Well, who else
was in the photographs?

I can't remember.

Can't remember?

You almost killed a boy
for them.

You can't remember?

Come on, who else
was in the photographs?

Was Edward Parker-Jones
in these photographs?

No.

How about John Kennington?
Was he in the photographs?

[Sighs]

Just kids.

Blokes dressed up,
bit of porno, that's all.

Anyway, it gets to about 8:00,
a bit after,

and I tell Parker-Jones
I can't find Connie.

And he says,
"Go and get Martin Fletcher,"

he'd know where he was.

So I did.

Ask Martin Fletcher.
He'll tell you.

TENNISON:
Martin Fletcher is dead, Jimmy.

[Sighs]

So, Edward Parker-Jones

was looking
for these photographs.

Well, why?

If he wasn't in them,
why was he looking for them?

I don't know.

All I know is he wanted them.
And so did I.

Yeah, but you
were in the photographs.

So, are you sure
that Edward Parker-Jones

wasn't in these photographs?

No. I don't have
any pictures of him.

What about John Kennington?
Was he in the photographs?

No. I've told you before,
I don't even know that bloke.

So they were just photographs
of you,

and you wanted them
so desperately

that you were prepared
to kill for them.

Look, when that fire started,

I was on the other side
of Waterloo Bridge.

Who else was at the Advice
Centre when you went there?

I was only there two minutes,
no more. Then I come out.

Just two minutes?
You sure about that?

So, who else did you talk to
apart from Edward Parker-Jones?

Anyone else?

Yeah.

Vera Reynolds.

Vera Reynolds.

[ Door closes ]

Are you all right?

He shot himself, not me.

You were here yesterday,
weren't you?

Yes.
Do you want me to leave?

But then you'd
only want to come back.

So ask whatever you want
and get it over with.

[ Breathes deeply]

I was in the front bedroom.

We sleep in separate rooms.

There was a phone call.

I put it through
to John's study.

About half an hour later,
I heard the, uh...

Well, I didn't know what it was.

To be honest,
I thought it was the plumbing.

It's been making
extraordinary noises.

Of course, it wasn't.

John had shot himself.

Do you know
who the call was from?

Oh, yes, I know who it was from.

It was, uh...

Edward Parker-Jones.

At least this saves me
getting a divorce.

There have been obstacles
in the way for almost a year.

Yes, I know
about the investigations.

Oh, do you?

Mrs. Kennington, you used to be
a doctor, didn't you?

Mm.

TENNISON:
Do you still practice?

No.

My first husband died.

We, um, worked together.
Or in the same practice.

In Cardiff.

Yes, in -- in Cardiff.

Why do you want to know
about my husband's practice?

While you were in Cardiff,

was Edward Parker-Jones
running the, um...

The Calloway Centre.

Why are you asking me
these questions?

Did you examine a boy, a young
boy, called Jason Baldwin?

It was a sexual-assault charge.

Which was subsequently dropped.

No, my husband examined him.

Oh, my God.

You think I had something to do
with that?

[ Exhales sharply]

My husband was critically ill.
He was very sick.

I had --
I had two small children.

And he had cancer.

[Voice breaking ]
I only remember beca --

because he died.

And then there was this
investigation about this boy.

But there was so much confusion.

Whether his reports were stolen
or just mislaid,

I really don't know.

My first husband was a...

...very decent human being.

Do you know if any young boys
were ever brought here?

Did I know if young boys
were ever brought here?

I mean, while you were away.

There's one boy in particular
that I'm interested in.

His name was Connie.

Colin Jenkins.

Do you recognize him?

Mrs. Kennington, would you
please look at the photograph?

At least I was able
to protect my own sons.

Uh, let me know when
you want to see Jessica Smithy.

- She's just arrived.
- Oh.

Was it right you wanted
Vernon Reynolds

bringing back in?

- We just released him.
- Yes.

Oh, and watch
Alice in Wonderland.

Remember she's a journalist.

Stick her in one
of the interview rooms.

Right.

[ Door closes ]

Yes, hello. Uh, could I speak
to Dr. Gordon, please?

It's Jane Tennison.

Dr. Gordon, I'm sorry
to disturb you at home.

I wanted to talk to you
as soon as possible.

No, no, no.
It's --

No, it's just that...

I would like to arrange
a termination, please.

Yes, I am aware that
it's a very big decision,

but I...

Yes, I obviously have given it
a great deal of thought.

I want an abortion.

Yes, I know.

Right.

Um, I'll call you next week
to arrange a time and a date.

OKAY.

Goodbye.

[ Receiver clicks ]

[ Knock on door]

[ Door closes ]

Bill, would you just give me
a moment or two on my own?

Certainly.

[ Door closes ]

[Sobbing 1

Choose them yourself, do you?

Uh, no, my girlfriend does.

I'd get rid of her
if I were you.

TENNISON:
Shit! It's shit!

And you lied to me.

You never at any time said

that you were near
that Advice Centre.

Why, Vernon?

- You've always called me "Vera."
- Oh, stop playing games with me!

Did you or did you not,
on the night that Connie died,

see Jackson?

Yes.

And what time did you get
to the Advice Centre?

A-About 8-- 8:30.

8:30.

Where was Connie?

In the flat.

- TENNISON: Alone?
- Yes.

Well...

your friend Red
is now in trouble, isn't he?

Because he swore, on oath,

that you were
at your friend's studio at --

6:30 it was, yes.
He never notices the time.

Then I -- Then I went to --
to the club, just as he said.

When you left your flat,
was Connie there?

Suspect nodded his head.

Was he alone?

Suspect shook his head.

Well, who was with Connie
when you left your flat at 6:30?

[ Sobbing ]
A journalist.

[Telephone rings]

I tried.

I told you!
I gave you all the clues!

It was me
who was at the Advice Centre.

I even said Parker-Jones' name.

It was me who told you
about Jackson,

me who told you about the press.

I went back to the flat because
I'd forgotten, um...

a sequined choker.

Connie was still there.

And he was showing her my album.

She was looking
at my photographs.

You don't understand, do you?

There were some loose pictures
of me before.

Before.

With my mum and my dad.

Private pictures,
no show-business ones.

[Sobbing ] Just my mum
and my dad and my brother.

I'd had enough.

I don't ever see them, so the
pictures are very special to me.

After all I'd done for him,
he was selling me, too.

I didn't want to make a drama,
not in front of the press woman.

So I just called him out
of the room.

I said I wanted to talk to him.

He swore he wasn't letting her
have a single picture.

She left a few minutes later.

I went in to check my album.

He lied.

There were a lot missing.

So...

I confronted him, but...

...he swore to me
he hadn't given her anything,

said she must've stolen them,
but he was such a liar.

And...

...I got hysterical and, uh...

I hit him with --
with an ashtray, I think.

He fell down.

I didn't mean to hurt him.

I helped him to the sofa.

He gave me one of his smiles.
He had such a sweet smile.

He closed his eyes.

I couldn't feel a pulse,
and he was -- he was dead.

Did you call an ambulance?

[Sighs]

My telephone's not working.
I told Mr. Parker-Jones.

He said what?
What did he say?

He said he would take care
of everything.

Did he?

I don't know.

TENNISON:
[Sighs]

I was put in prison

when I was not that much older
than Connie.

That's what I'm scared of.

Inside, they're all Jacksons.

I was raped every night.

That's what
I've been so scared of.

I wanted to tell you,
but I was just so scared.

I need to go to --
I need to go to the toilet.

We are terminating
this interview at 3:45

in Interview Room 2.

Mr. Vernon Reynolds
needs to use the toilet.

[Click]

Uh, could you take him
to the toilet, please?

Can't you take me
to the ladies'?

[ Sniffles ]

You just pretended to like me.

[Sighs]

Come on, love!

[Toilet flushes]

Oh.

- Who's in there?
- Vernon Reynolds.

He's just admitted
to s-smacking Colin Jenkins.

We just finished
questioning him.

So it wasn't Jackson after all?

[Thud]

HALLIDAY:
Vernon's cut his wrists.

I need to call an ambulance.

All right.

He cut his wrists!

Jesus“.

TENNISON:
Vera, listen to me.

- I'm sorry.
- Hold on, Vera.

- I'm sorry.
- Hold on.

I'm sorry
I'm sorry

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
- It's all right.

She's losing a lot of blood.
Hurry up!

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
- Listen. Listen.

You didn't kill Connie.
She died in the fire.

HALLIDAY: 15-minute delay
on the ambulance call-out.

- Get a car organized.
- Okay.

Get one for me, too.

He died in the fire.
It was the fire that did it.

Been here since half-past 2:00.
I want to go to the ladies'.

You have no right
to waste my time.

Oh, I have every right,
and I will keep you here

as long as I wish.

You have lied, you have
withheld vital evidence,

and you, Miss Smithy,
have wasted my time.

You want the ladies'?
Come with me.

SMITHY:
I only made two tapes.

I swear before God,
just two tapes.

I never mentioned -- I mean,
I know I should have told you

-about me being at the flat.
- Did you take anything

from his flat?

Did you?

Yes. They were just
some snapshots. Nobody famous.

Just a few black-and-white
photographs and drag acts.

So, apart from the photographs
that you took,

did Connie give you anything?

Nothing.
Nothing.

Just some story about being
picked up when he was 10 or 11.

I'm beginning to think
he made that up.

TENNISON:
Come with me.

I tried to contact you. You know
I did. It's not as if --

Oh, stop with the Doris Day act.

- It's getting on my nerves.
- Your car's ready when you are.

All right. Get Kathy to get in
touch with Emergency Services.

Check if there was a 15-minute
delay on the night of the 17th.

- Quick as you can.
- Okay.

Right, Miss Smithy,
tell me about Martin Fletcher.

He was the first boy
I approached.

He introduced me to Connie.

It became obvious that,

well, Connie
would make a better story.

We were worried
Martin was too young.

Martin Fletcher is dead.
Did you know that?

Right, so,
you drop Martin Fletcher

and you offer Connie money.

Did you give him the money
in Vernon Reynolds' flat?

Yes.
He put it in his pocket.

He said it wasn't enough.
He said he wanted more.

TENNISON: All right.
And what happened then?

I said
I couldn't give him any more,

not until I at least saw
what he had to offer.

Well, did he give you anything?
Any pictures, any names?

- Or anything?
- No.

What happened next?

He left the room for a minute.

And there was this album
on the coffee table.

Vera Reynolds' album.

Yes?

They were just photos
Mammy

And a couple
of somebody in drag.

They were no use.
They meant nothing.

No, you're wrong, Miss Smithy.

They meant a great deal
to someone.

Enough to make him pick up
a heavy ashtray

and hit Connie over the head
with it.

[ Door opens]

Oh, you have a great deal
to answer for.

Will you take Miss Smithy
and bring her back

with Vernon Reynolds'
photographs?

Are you going to charge me
with anything?

We'll see about that.

-[ Door closes ]
-[ Sighs ]

[ Breathes deeply]

[ Drawer opens ]

BIBBY: Emergency Services have
said there was a 15-minute delay

that night and all callers were
informed that that was the case.

I've got him.

And this time I'm ready for him.
Let's go.

I hope you're satisfied.
You've emptied the place.

Mr. Parker-Jones,
I am arresting you

on suspicion of involvement
in the murder of Colin Jenkins.

You do not have to say anything.

But if you wish to, what you say
may be used in evidence.

HALLIDAY:
You all set?

I think so.

You'd better nail him.

I intend to.

CONNIE:
I told you I had names

Very important people.

High-up people.
Very important people.

Because if they
found out I was doing this

then they'd kill me.

Very important people.
They'd kill me.

High-up people.
High-up people.

Very important people...

Good luck, Gov.

TENNISON: Mr. Parker-Jones,
you have stated

that on the evening of the 17th,

you were at the Advice Centre,
Soho, is that correct?

Yes.

Would you please tell me who
else was present that evening?

[ Breathes deeply]

Billy Matthews.

TENNISON:
Statement withdrawn.

[ Paper rustling ]

Matthews denies
being at the center.

- David Driscoll.
- Statement withdrawn.

[ Paper rustling ]

Driscoll denies
being at the center.

Alan Thorpe.

Alan Thorpe says
that he was at the center

but that he
was not only intoxicated

but also suffering
from substance abuse

and was, in his own words,

unable to remember
whether he was there himself.

James Jackson.

Mr. Jackson
has made a statement,

contradicting
an earlier statement.

He now says, under caution,
that he was at the center

but for no more
than two or three minutes.

Do you have
any other alibi witnesses

you wish to have recorded
at this time?

[Whispering indistinctly]

SPELLING:
My client will answer.

I realize
I have been very foolish.

I can only apologize
and say I was in some way

trying to protect
Vernon Reynolds.

Vernon was at the center
on the 17th.

Did you speak
to Vernon Reynolds?

No comment.

Did Vernon Reynolds
ask you to call an ambulance?

No comment.

Mr. Parker-Jones,

we are in the possession
of a tape recording.

It's a phone call
made to the Emergency Services

on the evening of the 17th.

Now, it would be very simple
for us

to match the voice on the tape
with yours.

So, did you or did you not
call an ambulance

on the evening of the 17th?

[Whispering indistinctly]

Yes, I did call an ambulance.

Vernon was in a dreadful state.

Uh, he said that Colin Jenkins
and he had argued

and that Colin needed a doctor.

I placed a call
with the Emergency Services.

And what did
the Emergency Services tell you?

That the ambulance
was on its way.

Anything else?

No, I don't think so.

Why didn't you leave your name?

Well, because the Advice Centre

has had, on occasion,
to place emergency calls.

And then when
the ambulance arrives...

Did the Emergency Services
tell you

that there would be
a 15-minute delay?

I don't remember.

Now, would you agree

that Vernon Reynolds' flat
is only about a two-minute walk

-from the Advice Centre?
- Yes.

So, if you had been informed
there was a 15-minute delay --

I was unaware of any delays.

Why didn't you call a doctor?

Why didn't you make
that short journey yourself?

Well, because I couldn't leave
the center unattended.

And, uh, at no point
did, uh, Vernon make it clear

that it was an emergency.

I was asked to phone
an ambulance, which I did.

I admit that I lied to you
about that,

but I was just trying to prevent

Vernon Reynolds
from getting into trouble.

[ Paper rustling ]

Do you have
any further questions

you wish to put to my client?

Yes, I do.

Mr. Parker-Jones,
you've apologized for lying.

You lied about the four
witnesses you said saw you

at the Advice Centre
on the evening of the 17th.

Now, one of those witnesses
was Billy Matthews.

Is that correct?

Yes, but you must understand

that on any given evening,
there could be

-up to 20, 25 boys.
- Ah, yes,

but you were most specific
about Billy Matthews.

I mean, the reason
you said you recalled him

-was because he was ill.
- Yes.

But it now transpires
that Billy Matthews

was not at the Advice Centre
that night.

He was, in fact,
in Charing Cross Hospital.

I'm sorry, I...

I just must have confused
the evening.

Really?

Even though you called
an ambulance for him?

I mean, that would have been
on the evening of the 16th.

On that occasion,
you did leave your name.

And on that occasion,
you were informed

that there would be
a 15-minute delay.

Is that not correct?

It's possible.

Oh, it's possible?

Well, then, it's also possible

that the following evening
when you called an ambulance,

you would already know that
there was a 15-minute delay...

giving you time

to leave the Advice Centre
and go to Vera's flat.

Did you? Did you go
to Vernon Reynolds' flat?

No.

I did not.

[ Paper rustling ]

Mr. Parker-Jones,
are you aware of the existence

of certain photographs
belonging to Mr. James Jackson?

No comment.

And that in these photographs

you are pictured with
the deceased, Colin Jenkins?

No comment.

And that you are also
photographed in various poses

with other juveniles?

And that these photographs
were taken from your house

-in Camden Town?
- No comment.

Oh, I think that you knew of the
existence of these photographs.

And you knew that Connie Jenkins
was selling them, didn't you?

- No comment.
- So you had James Jackson

searching all over London,

desperate to track them down,
desperate to track Connie down.

But you couldn't find him,
could you?

No comment.

And then Vera came to you, as
you said, in a dreadful state,

saying that the very person
you were looking for

was not only in her flat

but was also unconscious, alone,
and with those photographs.

- No comment.
- So you said

you'd arrange everything,
didn't you?

You said that you
would even call an ambulance.

No comment? No comment again,
Mr. Parker-Jones?

You've already admitted that
you were aware of the delays.

So you used that 15 minutes,
didn't you?

You ran from the Advice Centre.
You went to Vera's flat.

Connie wasn't dead, was he?

He was still alive,
just semiconscious.

So you made sure that he would
never be able to tell anyone

about you and your friends,
Mr. Parker-Jones.

It was so easy, wasn't it?
He couldn't do anything.

He couldn't fight back,
he couldn't stop you

as you set light to him,
you left him to burn to death.

No comment.

[ Door opens]

Good night, Inspector Tennison.
Now, which is the way out?

SPELLING: Without a witness
who actually saw

person or persons unknown
set alight to that flat,

you'll never have a case.

TENNISON: So...

This blow my chances
for superintendent?

Oh, no.
No, you'll get it.

No strings.

[ Indistinct conversations]

Jessica Smithy's back.

[ Door opens]

Still looking for a scoop,
Miss Smithy?

I'm paid to expose the truth.
It's my job.

Bit like yours.

No, your job
isn't anything like mine.

But it is criminal that
a man like Edward Parker-Jones

is allowed to gain access
to young children

and all with the blessing
of the social services.

- Files you asked for, Gov.
- Thank you very much.

Yeah.

Young boy called him
"The Keeper of Souls."

It was his nickname.

Good headline, isn't it?

Nice turn of phrase
for a sick pervert like him.

Excuse me.

Is Parker-Jones
going to be charged?

[ Door closes ]