All language subtitles for Unforgotten.S04E03.1080p.HDTV.H264-ORGANiC.ENG

I want my half of the house
to go to Jenny.

Not sure what's made you
change your mind.

Anyone need another cuppa?

The Metropolitan Police
today released details

of a macabre discovery
made in East London.

Matthew was no saint.
He had half a dozen convictions.

In that car were four probationers

going by the names
of Dean, Fiona, Liz, and Ram.

I want to know if any of them
are still serving coppers,

because if they are,
that's gonna be very interesting.

Might be back a bit late tonight.

I'm gonna go for a run,
work some of this stress off.

Going for the top job,
under the circumstances,

balls of steel.

Fundraising feels a lot realer
than air-con systems.

If you ask me
for one single thing more,

I will make you regret it.
Debt paid.

DC Collier needs to go through
everything you removed. Why?

The body that we found
in this freezer was not whole.

We might have a connection.
She said he was Asian.

What's the story
with you and Lucy Myers?

She's saying you were inappropriate
with her.

If she makes it formal,
I'll destroy her.

What are you implying?

Take him for a beer,
get a sense of whether

she's manipulating him or not.

A small bit of me
wants to punish someone.

If you see it getting in the way
at any point, call me out on it.

MUSIC: 'All We Do'
by Oh Wonder

♪ All we do is hide away

♪ All we do is
All we do is hide away

♪ All we do is lie in wait

♪ All we do is
All we do is lie in wait

♪ I've been upside down

♪ I don't wanna be
The right way round

♪ Can't find paradise
On the ground. ♪

- Hey, love.
- Hey.

You OK?

Yeah, just feeling really snotty.
Think I'm gonna call in sick.

Oh, no, poor you.

- You had some cold and flu?
- Uh-uh.

Sure we've got some here somewhere.

And why are we not
just sticking this on Fogerty?

The body was stored in his house,
for Christ's sake.

Because four police officers
might also be involved.

But either way, the suspects
who are actually alive

seem the best route to the truth,
to me.

Maybe you disagree?

I'll give you 48 hours
to find something concrete

suggesting that it wasn't him,

or that's what I will go with.

Cause of death
and the rest of the body

would be quite a good start.

- Hello, sir.
- Morning.

I came to find you in your office,

but they said
you were agile working today.

Yeah.

I'm just feeling a bit battered
after the other day, so I'm...

catching up on some paperwork
from home.

No problem.

Take it easy for a few days,
get your strength back.

You're gonna need it.

I'm sorry?

You didn't hear this from me,

but I've just got out of a meeting
with the selection panel.

You walked it, Lizzie.

The chair will call this afternoon,
but... the post is yours.

That's brilliant, sir.

Right, so,
she sees the car stop about here,

and a man we think is our victim,
Matthew Walsh, roughly here.

She then sees an Asian male
get out of the car

and run in the direction
of our victim,

towards
the Heaverfields Estate here.

- Any description of the car?
- No.

Did she hear anything,
any shouts from either man?

No, but she's quite a way away,

so there could have been shouts,
she just didn't hear them.

And she didn't see
anyone else get out?

No, but as this was happening,
she turns immediately left here,

heading away from the incident
and home to her flat.

So they could've all got out,
she just didn't see that?

Exactly. OK, thank you, Fran,
very good work.

So, our imperative
is obviously to find out

exactly what did happen that night.

And right now,
I mainly have lots of questions.

So, if this was Fogerty's car,
why did it stop?

Why did one of them, at least,

possibly Ram Sidhu, then get out?

What might the connection have been
with Matthew and anyone in the car?

Where did Matthew end up,

and ultimately,
where, how, and why did he die?

Was it an accident,
was it manslaughter, was it murder?

And whatever it was,
how many people in the car,

if any, were involved in his death?

So, Fran, can you speak
to the other two original witnesses

as soon as, please?

Murray. Matthew's son, Jerome,
just dropped these off for us.

They're from
Matthew's older brother, Clive.

There's return addresses
on some of them.

I'd love to track him down, please.

And, Jake,
locating the rest of the victim

is almost certainly our best chance
of establishing cause of death.

I've got the Super doubting
this even is a murder.

I need progress, mate.

I'm heading to the lab after this
to chase the key fobs.

- OK, make this
your number one priority. - Guv.

Kaz, do a career history with HR
on all four of these names, please.

Link in with Professional Standards,

and then maybe do
a general PND trawl?

Yeah, got it.

- And welcome back, by the way.
- Thank you.

DI Khan and I are gonna try
and speak today with Liz Baildon

and Fiona Grayson,
and then do the other two tomorrow,

but we need some purchase
on this pretty fast, or it dies.

Thank you.

Oh, hi there, this is Fiona Grayson.

I came in yesterday with my partner,
Geoff Tomlinson,

to sign all the exchange forms.

Oh, yes. Hello, Ms Grayson.

Hi. Yeah, I was just wondering,

has the money
actually gone through yet?

The deposit, has it been drawn down?

Erm... I'm not sure
if it's been actioned yet.

I can certainly check for you.

If you could, please.
And if it hasn't, could you stop it?

I'm sorry?

I need you to stop the payment,
if you can.

Erm...
We have a personal situation here,

and, yeah, I need a day or so
to sort it out.

Right, well, let me see first
if it has already gone,

and then I'll call you right back.

Would you? Thank you. ASAP, please.

One other thing -

let's get an authority
for mobile phone records.

If they've seen
that Walsh's body's been found,

be interesting to know
if any of them have made contact.

Yep, OK, no problem.

We're moving house.
You need tomorrow off,

which is why you booked it
six bloody weeks ago.

I know, I know. It's just that
we're so short-handed right now.

But, listen,
I'll call the removals company

and get them
to put an extra guy on it.

I'll try to get off by four.

Four? Marvellous (!)

Yeah, welcome to my world.
Look, I've gotta go.

I'll call you later.
Sorry again. I love you.

Oh, that is brilliant news,
thank you.

I can't tell you how much
we appreciate it.

Yeah. Well, we look forward
to seeing you, too.

Tell them to bring their wallets!

Thank you. Thanks. Bye.

I have just sold the last table
to Terry Fuller, full whack,

and he's bringing
a load of his brokers.

That is brilliant news, love.
Well done.

Did you hear that?

- No.
- There's gonna be everybody.

- Do you want to help me with this?
- Yes.

Well, come on, then.

- Gonna straighten it up.
- Yeah.

Fiona, it's Mark.

I've had a call from your solicitor,
slightly freaked out.

I mean,
please tell me she misunderstood,

but she said you wanted
to withhold your deposit.

- Yeah.
- What the fuck? Why?

Has it been paid?

Yeah, it went out last night.
What's going on? Is there a problem?

OK, erm...

...do not tell your brother this,
but can I come and see you?

- Fiona...
- Please, Mark.

I'm in meetings until six.
Can it wait till then?

Yeah.

Actually, my last appointment's
nearer my flat.

Can you meet me there at 6:30?

I'll see you then. OK.

Lucy?

- You can do one.
- I've got a proposition for you.

- Piss off!
- A financial proposition.

Elizabeth?

Yeah, sorry, Eugenia, I haven't
had time to think about your money.

- Right, it's just...
- My mother has asked,

could you not bring your daughter
to work with you?

She says she makes
quite a lot of noise.

I'm sorry, it's an inset day,

and the childcare is very expensive,
which is why I really need...

Please, Eugenia.

It's not a brilliant time,
as you can probably see.

I will come back to you
in a day or so.

Of course.

Thank you.

So, as I said briefly
at the door, ma'am...

Liz, please.

Liz, thank you.
As I said at the door,

we're investigating what we believe
to be an historic murder.

You believe?

We're waiting for cause of death
to be completely confirmed.

OK.

But we think... we hope
you might be able to help

throw some light on the events
of an evening

connected to the victim's death,
30 years ago.

- Oh, wow.
- Yeah, I know.

I can hardly remember
what I had for breakfast.

- But let's see how we get on, shall we?
- Fire away.

So, a few days ago, we found a body.

We've identified the victim
as a Matthew Kieran Walsh,

who actually went missing in 1990.

His body was completely preserved
when we found it,

and we've subsequently found
evidence to confirm

that he'd been kept in a freezer
for the last three decades.

I think I saw this on the news
last night.

Yes, you will have done.

So, this is him.

OK.

Face doesn't ring any bells?

Other than last night, no.
Should it?

No, no, that's fine.
Thank you for that.

So, then, we connected the victim

to the house of a man
called Robert Fogerty.

And we believe it was him
who stored the body all those years,

and I wondered
if his face was at all familiar?

Nope, sorry.

So, Mr Fogerty is himself now dead,

but we have fairly good reason
to believe

that at some point on the night
of the 30th March 1990,

Mr Fogerty had Matthew Walsh's body
in the boot of his car.

Oh, right.

And the reason I ask
if his face was at all familiar

is that Mr Fogerty
was actually a police probationer,

and, we believe,
trained with you at Hendon.

- A probationer?
- And trained with you.

So would you mind
having another look?

No, I'm so sorry,
I don't remember him.

Not a problem.

So that then just leaves
the actual car journey

- that Mr Fogerty made that evening.
- Right.

Which is mainly what I wanted to try
to get some further details on,

because we do also have
good evidence, Liz,

to suggest that Fogerty
wasn't alone that night in his car,

that he had four other probationers
from Hendon with him,

and one of them...

...was you.

Whoa.

What is this?

I thought I was being interviewed
as a possible witness.

I mean, this sounds like...

Am I a suspect here?

Absolutely not.

As I say, we're just trying
to establish a chain of events.

And if you'd prefer, I can send it
through to Professional Standards

to interview you more formally...

at a station, under caution.

I'm very happy to do that.

I just assumed
that might be difficult for you.

But it's your call entirely.

Yeah, I do vaguely remember him.

OK.

- So, he was a friend or...?
- No, I just remember him.

OK, so a face you recall
from the course?

Yeah.

And... Thank you.

Was it a close-knit bunch,
would you say?

Why would you ask that?

Have you kept in touch
with any of them since?

I'm presuming you know I didn't stay
with the police very long?

Yes.

Then, why would you ask that?

Unless, of course, you're trying
to catch me out or something?

Sorry, I'm absolutely not trying...

No, it wasn't a close-knit bunch.
Not for me, anyway.

And no, I haven't kept in touch
with any of them.

OK.

So, notwithstanding that,

can I just run
a few other names past you?

What's this got to do
with your murder?

It's just three names,
take ten seconds.

Fine.

- Dean Barton?
- No.

Ram Sidhu.

Er...

Vaguely.
There was a Sikh lad, I think.

Mm-hm. And Liz Baildon?

- No.
- Well, there you go.

Two out of four obviously made a
greater impression than you thought.

Erm... So, Fiona,
I'd like to, if I may,

to try and take you back to
the night of your passing out party.

Well, obviously, I remember Ram.

I remember training with him,

and I know
he's done good work since,

in Vice, I believe.

But I have no recollection
of any car journey with him

or any of those other names.

I'm not saying it didn't happen,
I just don't remember that,

- 30 years later.
- Hmm.

Not even when Mr Fogerty
got pulled over

and arrested for drink-driving?

- Drink-driving?
- Breathalysed and arrested.

Lost his entire career on the
evening of the same day it started.

I would've thought
that might have stuck in your mind.

Oh, OK, now you mention that...

Yes.

Sorry, I do remember now.

Oh, OK, well, that's excellent.

Apologies. Until you said
the breath test thing,

I had no memory of it at all.

Not a problem,
it was a long time ago.

Were we coming back from
the actual passing out party?

We think so, yes.

I'm getting there now.

I think it was actually me
that drove Rob's car back

after he was nicked.

It was. The traffic officer made
a note of your request to do that.

That's well remembered.

Yes, cos I was fully comp,
I lived near Rob,

so I dropped the others off,

and then I dropped his car
back at his place.

- I walked home.
- Oh, OK.

Anything else coming back?

No, I don't think so.

Nothing about the
mood of anyone in the car?

No.

No recollection of the car
stopping at any point

before it was pulled over?

No. No recollection of anyone
getting out at any other point?

No recollection of anyone
getting out

and loading a dead body in the boot,
if that's what you mean.

I think that would have stuck.

Yeah, I'm sure.

OK, well, yeah, I think that's it.

That's been really useful.

Thank you so much for that.

- You're good.
- Sorry?

Nothing. I'll show you out.

Can I hoover in here now?

Yes.

And see what she wants.

I think we talk Friday
about my money.

I'm sorry, I don't remember
any of what you describe.

Quite an unusual night,
wouldn't you say?

Quite... memorable?

Under normal circumstances, yes.

How do you mean?

My father was a police officer.

His father, too.

And Dad always said the day
I qualified...

...was the happiest day of his life.

The only problem was
I absolutely hated it.

Erm... It wasn't a surprise.
I always knew I'd hate it.

I always knew
I wasn't copper material.

But I adored my father, so...

Anyway, er...

long before I got the letter
confirming my application...

...I began to drink.

And then, when I started
the actual training,

I began to drink more.

In fact, I was astonished
they didn't kick me out.

Erm... So, that day,
the day of the ceremony...

...as soon as all the guests
had left, I just... went for it.

Pouring anything I could find
down my throat

to bury the unhappiness.

And I didn't stop
for about three more years.

So I remember nothing
about that night.

And not much about
the next few years, to be honest.

My father died in summer '91,
after a long illness,

and... I was able to leave

without feeling
that I'd let him down.

And it was only then
that I began to get better.

So, yes, of course I should be able
to remember what you describe.

But I'm sorry, I don't.

OK.

I'd like to show you a photo
of the victim, Matthew Walsh.

No, nothing, sorry.

No problem, thanks for your time.

Don't worry about knocking (!)

So, we are not having
this conversation.

And we're not having it because,
as ever,

when I'm accused of something
I didn't do,

when I am not given the same benefit
of the doubt as a white

and maybe less fucking irritating
officer would be,

I have to employ unconventional
methods to reveal the truth.

Our temp, Lucy Myers,
is also, it turns out,

the cousin of a scabby little prick
called Tommy Munroe.

A fully paid up member of the EDF,

who I had the very good fortune
of sending down last year

for importing 20 keys
of Colombian flake.

Now, I think it's be fair to say
me and him didn't really hit it off,

but if what his cousin said to me
this morning is any clue,

I think Juicy Lucy shares
a few of his political inclinations.

50 measly quid?
You fucking Paki slag.

Get out of my house, or I'll get
my brothers round here and...

Hello?

Hey, love, it's me.

I'm on my way home,

and I wanted to say I'm so sorry
I've not been around.

I had a serious work issue,
but it's resolved now.

So can we talk?

Yeah, course.

Yeah, a bit flaky and weird.

I mean, she's never told her partner
she'd been a copper.

Serious?

But I keep coming back to the fact

that we don't have
any real connection yet

between Walsh and the other four.

At the moment.

Obviously,
there's another two to speak to,

but we don't even know
if Walsh was killed that night,

just he wasn't seen again.

You think he could have died
after the last sighting?

My point is we that don't know.

I mean, all we've got
that's specific to that night

is a sighting of a car,
possibly Fogerty's,

and a man, possibly Sidhu,
getting out

and heading in the same direction
as another man, possibly Walsh.

Was it a chase? Maybe.

I just want to be sure,
given everything you've said,

that we're not heading down
a rabbit hole.

Mmm.

I've got Jake calling.

Let's talk after
we've interviewed the other two.

Cool.

- Night, Sunny.
- Night, boss.

Hey, Jake, what's up?

So, we were able to eliminate
the writing on six of the fobs.

We had garden gate, spare room,
two padlocks, cellar,

and then one that just said "SSS".

Now, on the off chance,
I googled storage facilities

in a five-mile radius
of Fogerty's house, and guess what?

Less than half a mile away is
a facility called Stow Safe & Sound.

- Have you called them?
- Shut for the night now.

But we've got to be in with
a shout there, haven't we, boss?

I've fucked up.

Yeah, I guessed that much.

So, I'm worried about
something in my past

that the mortgage company
could find out about,

which I'm scared could make them
decide to withdraw their money,

so we couldn't complete,
and we'd lose our deposit.

- What thing in your past?
- I'll tell you that in a minute.

But first, I wanted to know
if there's a way

you could change my name
on the mortgage forms?

Change your name?

Use Geoff's surname,
make me Fiona Tomlinson,

as if we were married.

So this thing in your past
can't be linked by them to you now?

Yeah.

OK.

Well...

...firstly, almost certainly, no.

And even if I could,
to be honest with you, I wouldn't.

But more importantly than that,

the mortgage company aren't gonna
withdraw their loan, Fiona.

They've already approved it,

they've already done
their credit and legal checks.

I read they can actually still
withdraw the funds after exchange,

if they receive new information.

OK.

What is it we're talking about?

- I have a criminal conviction.
- The fuck?

- I know.
- For what?

- I'd prefer not to say.
- Fiona...

It's from years ago
and I'm pretty sure it's spent.

It's just... I woke up
in a total panic last night

that they might do
another credit check or something.

And you didn't think maybe
to discuss this with me or Geoff

- before you paid a 50K deposit?
- I know.

Fiona, you need to tell me
what this is.

I can't, I'm sorry.

Well, all the checks
that would be done

have already been done, so...

Unless this is something in the,
I dunno, public domain,

that they would find out about
in the next two weeks?

And what sort of criminal conviction
would they withdraw an offer for?

Anything money-related, obviously.

Please, please tell me
it wasn't fraud.

- It wasn't, I swear.
- OK, progress.

- So?
- So what?

Can you help me change the name?

You are gonna refuse to tell me
what the conviction was for?

I can't, Mark. And I presume
my brother's got no idea about this?

No.

OK.

Well...

...even if I could do it -
and as I say,

I've no idea if it's even possible -

but if it was and I did,
I'd be putting myself

in an incredibly compromising
position, Fiona. I know.

I could lose my licence
if anyone found out.

I know, and I'm so sorry to ask.
It's just...

if we lost that money,
it could ruin us.

We'd have to sell the house.
It would be a total disaster for us.

For the kids.

It'd just be awful.

And what would you do for me
in return?

Evening, everybody.

So, we've got a fun-filled evening
lined up for you.

We've got the auction coming up,

and we've got the band playing
till midnight,

and I've got a very busy evening
trying to get round the room

to relieve you
of your hard-earned dough.

But, before all of that,

I just wanted to say
a few quick thank-yous.

Firstly, thank you all
for coming tonight

and paying a frankly exorbitant
amount of money for a table.

Secondly, I want to say
a huge thank you

to all the staff here.

What a brilliant job they do,
day in, day out, for our children.

And lastly, and most importantly,

I wanna say thank you
to my son, Jack...

...who has...

...enriched my life in so many ways.

He's taught me that
I'm not the centre of the universe.

Who knew?

He has taught me to look for joy
in the most unexpected places.

And he has...

allowed me to find...

...an ease with the world

that I never thought possible.

And that is the most unexpected,
extraordinary gift from him.

So, to Jack,

and to all our children,
we celebrate you.

And to the rest of you,
we are coming for your wallets!

What do you know about it?

About the same as most people,
I guess.

You haven't gone online
and researched the fuck out of it?

No, I knew you'd take care of that.

Fair enough.

OK, so here's what
I found out, then.

I found out that, actually, a kid
with Down's is not so different.

There might be some
physical health things,

they might take a little longer
to do certain things,

there might be a few
other challenges along the way,

but, actually,
life can be pretty normal.

But here's the thing, Ram.

Pretty normal's not what I dreamt of
all my life.

Pretty normal's not what I want.

What I want is actual normal.

I want a child that does
all the boring, ordinary things

that other kids do,

not one who attracts
well-meaning smiles and,

"Haven't they done well,
considering?"

I want a child that behaves
appallingly when they're a teenager,

gets pissed too young
and takes drugs and scares us

and then becomes nice again
in their 20s.

I want another life for us,
when they're 18 and they leave home.

I want grandkids.

And I am so aware this makes me
sound absolutely appalling.

It doesn't make you sound appalling.

But I'm just trying
to be honest with you.

I don't think I'm a good enough
person to go on that journey.

And, truthfully...

...I think I would resent that life.

And I'm sure
that's a pretty normal reaction.

Was it yours?

No.

So...

If we found out tomorrow,
unequivocally,

that he or she had Down's,

I'd wanna go ahead
with the pregnancy.

I mean, in the end,
I think it has to be your decision,

but if it was down to me,
then, yeah, I would go ahead.

No doubts at all?

No, not really.

I just know that when the doctor
said there was an issue,

it never made me want to end it.

I guess you'll have to go
with your gut instincts.

I just knew I hated the idea
of stopping a life,

just because it wasn't
the perceived idea of perfect.

I mean, what the fuck
is perfect anyway?

There's a crack in everything, Anna.
That's how the light gets in.

And were they as generous
as you hoped?

Yeah, they were.

- Well, that's lovely.
- It was...

It was life-affirming.

Change of plan, Claire.

I've got no appointments
this morning,

so I'm gonna go to Aldercroft,
help them clean up.

- Be a couple of hours.
- No worries.

Hi, DCI Cassie Stuart.

DI Khan, Bishop Street,
looking for DCI Sidhu.

- Sidhu.
- Oh, good afternoon, sir.

I've got a detective here
from Bishop Street nick.

He'd like to talk to you

in connection with
a murder investigation.

Historical, apparently.

Can you pass me one of those chairs?

Jack, over here.
You are good. Very good.

- Mr Barton?
- Hello.

Tracked you down at last.

DCI Cassie Stuart.

I'm investigating
an historic murder,

and I wonder if you had time
for a quick chat?

Er... Yeah.

Yeah, yeah.

Jack, do you want to go over
to them?

I'll be back in a minute.
Go to the girls.

I'll be back in a couple of minutes.
Straight through there.

- Morning.
- DI Khan.

Thank you.

So, this has to be a first.

- What is?
- Two of us in the same building.

Fuck me.

Wonders will never cease.

Ah, right, yes, indeed.

Have we met before?
I feel like we've met before.

No, I don't think so.

Maybe at a BPA bash?
Your face looks familiar.

I'm not a member of the BPA, so...

Oh, OK, interesting.

Anyway, how can I help you?

So, I'm part of a team that's
investigating an historical murder,

we're just following up
on preliminary leads,

and we think you can help us
throw some light

on the events of an evening,
some 30 years ago,

connected to the victim's death.

30 years ago? Don't think I was even
a police officer 30 years ago.

I certainly wasn't a detective.

Sorry, that's a misunderstanding.

It's not a case that you have
any connection with as an officer,

it was when you were a civilian.
A police probationer, actually.

As a possible witness to a crime?

We hope so.

Yeah, we're done.

I'm sorry? You want to interview me,
we do it with a brief.

DCI Sidhu... I would have expected
better of you, DI Khan.

Or maybe you're just
one of their coconuts.

I'll be in touch.

And whoever sent you from upstairs,
tell them nice try, but no cigar.

But just to remind you, this test,

even alongside the ultrasound,
is not diagnostic.

For a diagnosis,
you'd need an amniocentesis.

Obviously, I'm sure you're aware,

that does carry
a small risk of miscarriage.

Would you offer me a NIPT test?

Jenny calls it as she sees it,
which can be irritating.

Sometimes, she struggles to
understand other people's feelings.

But she's funny and clever,
and loving.

Good. You're a lucky man.

Yes, I am.

And she has nothing.
In monetary terms, I mean.

She has no savings,
and she rents her little flat.

And...

Well... given what I know
that she'll be doing for me

in the next year or so,

it felt like a small...

erm...

- Oh, arsing bollocks.
- Recompense?

Recompense. Exactly, yes.
Recompense. Thanks, Adam.

I get it, Grandad.
Don't worry, I understand.

Well, I knew you would.
Thanks, Adam.

So, good health.

Oh, I'm afraid that ship's already
left the port. To youth.

No. Sorry, no.

As I say, I do remember Rob.

And that night, of course.
How could you not?

But not this lad.

And you have no recollection
of Mr Fogerty stopping the car

at any point
before he was pulled over?

No. But, I mean, we'd all had a few,

- so I can't swear, but...
- Sure.

So, you only actually
stayed in the force a few weeks

- after passing out, Dean.
- Yeah.

- And why was that?
- Just wasn't for me.

I mean, I quickly realised
I didn't like taking orders,

- which is not ideal.
- Fair enough.

I dunno that I'd have been
particularly good at it.

Didn't feel I had the right
sort of brain.

Guess I'm not much of a team player.

I think I'm more of a one-man band
sort of bloke. That's a shame.

You obviously do have leadership
skills. I saw your offices.

Your secretary was telling me
about your event here last night.

Was she?

Maybe you underestimate yourself.

Maybe. Never know.

And did you stay in touch
with any of them?

No. No, it was just a few weeks
of my life.

29, the initial training period was,
back then.

Yeah, but in comparative terms,
it's a very brief window.

I mean, in fact,
this is pretty much the first time

I've heard any of their names
in 30 years.

Excuse me, mate. DC Jake Collier.

Can I have a quick word?

You was at St Bede's, wasn't you?

Yeah.

Yeah, you were a prefect, man.

I was, yeah.
Long time. How you doing?

Bruv, you were a proper dickhead.

Was I?

And you became a copper.

Fuck's sake, man, why would you
ever want to be a copper?

So, why would someone do that,
do you think, in your experience?

Cut the hands and head off a body?

Usually, it's done
just prior to disposal,

to obscure identification.

Right, and you reckon what,
he just bottled it, Fogerty?

I guess.

You never know, do you,
what someone's capable of.

No, you don't.

- Thanks for your time, Mr Barton.
- Yeah, pleasure.

Yeah, here he is.

Robert Fogerty, 224G.

Rented a space here for eight years.

It's me. We need to meet.

Love?

Hey, come here.

Liz?

It's Fiona.

Grayson, from Hendon.

What are you doing?

Are you insane?

We need to speak.

Tomorrow, 11 o'clock,

St Saviour's Park, by the bridge.

Wear a hoodie, don't drive.

Pay for your train ticket in cash.

He was cagey and prickly,
which might indicate something,

but I then researched him,

turns out he's got a 30-year history
of being cagey and prickly.

At work? Multiple misconduct issues,
an allegation of using drugs,

one of using prostitutes,
another one of fabricating evidence,

- a load more low level stuff.
- Jesus, how's he still employed?

Cos he fought and won them all.
Every single one.

He's been very vocal about saying
they were all racially motivated.

So what was he like with you?

Fine, until he realised
why I was there,

then he pretty much kicked me out.

- I maybe lasted two minutes.
- OK. Wow.

Yeah, wow. How was Dean Barton?

Open and friendly, and...
rather lovely, actually.

Although am I just thinking that
because he has a disabled son

and he does stuff for charity?

- I give you Jimmy Savile.
- Exactly.

Bottom line, though,
we've now seen all four of them.

So, I do have agendas,
you're absolutely right.

Much as I might
try and tell myself I don't.

And we don't have any real evidence
of anything yet.

But my instinct tells me
we're onto something.

Under normal circumstances,

I'd say that your instincts
are always rock solid.

But as you say,

you've got a lot of things
going on for you at the moment.

I just think
we need to tread carefully.

Why don't we sleep on it,
talk about it in the morning?

I moved in with Sal today.

It might be an idea
if I turned up at some point.

- Oh, I think that might be
a very good idea. - OK.

- Night, Sunny.
- Night, boss.

Boss?

I have a witness
who can 100% confirm

that Walsh was being chased.

- By?
- He saw two men running after him,

one of whom
actually called out his name.

- One of them knew his name?
- Yep.

- Any description of the men?
- One Asian, one unusually tall.

So, a chase changes everything.

A chase suggests, at the very least,

that his murder
was in some way provoked.

Jake?

I've found the rest of him.