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Imcoming vehicle, clear the bay.

Roll outs, clear the bay.

All clear.

Six, eight, come
on get a move on

there's counts to be got
through, there, 47, 48, 47, 48.

Hang on, hang on, hang on,
hang on, hang on, I'm on it.

Dave?

Dave, it's me,
what's going on?

Don't worry, the generator
will kick in any second.

All right, okay, okay.

There you go.

Get down!

Get down!

Stop! Keep your
eyes on the floor!

Is everyone all right?

Dave.

Oh my god.

How much did they get away with?

Not sure exactly, about
600,000 used notes.

Not traceable, on their
way to be shredded.

Yep.

So which one of the buggers
was in on it?

Did you know him, sir?

Yeah, we both did.

He used to be one of us.

He was chucked out of the force

five years ago for possession.

Dave Compton was not a druggie.

They found drugs in his locker.

I knew Dave 30 years ago.

We joined on the same day.

He stood next to me during the

miner's strike of '83.

He stood by me when my family

wouldn't speak to me,
I think I'd know.

I'll never believe
Dave was a user.

Maybe he was, maybe he wasn't,

but they did find a couple
of raps in his locker.

If they looked in my desk drawer

they'd find a bottle of malt,

but it doesn't make
me an alcoholic.

I still say he was set up.

He's been a free man

for the last five years, Andy.

He's lucky he didn't go inside.

And anyway, why would
anyone have

wanted to set him up?

I don't know, Peter,
now I never will.

So?

I just wanted to say how
sorry I am about Dave.

-He was--
-Save it, Andy.

You wouldn't give him
the time of day

when he was alive, no
use to him now he's dead.

I did my best to help him, Pat.

He lost his job and his home.

Dave just fell through
the system.

I made it clear to Marty Boak

I thought he was innocent.

There was nothing more
I could have done.

More than your precious
career's worth

to keep in touch after he left?

That's it.

I did try to see him,

but every time I managed
to track him down

I'd turn up and they'd
say he just left.

Can you blame him?

I just wanted to
pay my respects.

Respect?

You all knew that stuff
was planted in his locker,

but you chose to badmouth him

just like all the others.

But you wanted to be his friend.

Hey, Bobby.

How are you?

Lookin' good, sir.

-Hey.
-How are you?

Looking good.

How you doing?

How are you doing tonight?

I can't believe carry on then.

I spent years trying
to perfect my method

and you just sailed.

Oh yeah, but you're a natural.

Shush.

Oh, so that explains
why the leading lady

always had to have
long brown hair.

Should have bought a wig.

You were a real pain
at costume fittings.

Wouldn't stand still
for two seconds.

I was in character darling.

Oh and who'd have guessed that

Widget's prop building
would become so lucrative?

Just goes to show the
man behind the scenes

can become the master puppeteer.

At last, the music man joins us

and once again, Carousel
is complete.

Music be the food of love.

In celebration of 10 years

since our troop was booked.

To us!

To Carousel.

To Carousel.

Valdez, have you traced
that call today to

Compton's mobile yet?

Yeah, it's from a public phone

in a restaurant downtown
called First Night.

These are the best
from here to Paris.

None for me.

-I will.
-I'll have one.

Can't have your staff
eating all the profits.

Or a partner.

Well, if it's on the house then

maybe we should open
another bottle.

Don't forget, you are driving
a heavily pregnant woman.

Oh I've got my own driver
now, so cheers.

Right, well, I'd like to propose

a toast to Hugh and Alice.

To Hugh, Alice, and the baby,

whatever gender it may be.

To Hugh, Alice,
and the baby.

Ah, well I can't believe
you started without me.

Leave us alone.

Can't have a 10th
anniversary dinner

for Carousel without the writer.

You were written out
a long time ago.

Come on Jerry, I'll
call you a taxi.

Get off, get off.

I hope you'll name the
baby after me, Alice.

Jerry, please go.

You're making things worse.

I just, I don't understand why

you believe them and not me.

I've told you a thousand times,

there was no reason
for Alice to lie.

And there was no reason
for me to lie either.

Jerry.

What?

Let me get you a cab.

No, I'm fine, go back
to your friends.

I'm your friend too.

No, you are not.

You believe her instead of me.

All of you cut me off
for two years, nothing.

Can you imagine how that feels?

No, no I can't.

Look, I don't wanna take sides,

you're both my friends.

Yeah.

I don't know what happened

between you and Alice,
but I'm here for you now.

You are as bad as
the rest of them.

How would Dave know someone

who eats at a place like this?

Hi guys, I'm the owner.

How can I help you?

I don't know if you've
seen the news tonight,

but there's been
an armed robbery

at the local cash-in-transit
depot.

One of the guards
has been killed.

There's someone called Claire

used your payphone just
after 9:00 this evening.

She was calling the
victim, a Dave Compton.

Any idea who that
might have been?

Yeah, yeah, it's my
girlfriend, Claire Higgins.

Are you sure it's Dave?

You're Claire Higgins?

Yes, I'm a friend of Dave's.

Tell me, what's happened?

Mr. Compton was killed
earlier tonight

while he was on duty at
the cash-in-transit depot.

I know this is probably
difficult for you, love,

but could you tell us
how you know him?

It was his birthday today.

I didn't manage to speak to him,

his phone was on answer.

How long have you known him?

Um, about five years.

I used to help out at a
halfway house at Gothersley.

Dave went there for a while.

He'd been drinking
heavily, had nowhere to go.

The same for a lot
of ex-coppers.

Did you know him?

A long time ago.

He sourced himself
out quite quickly,

got a job at Wraparound
Security.

He'd been promoted,
shift supervisor.

Gah, poor Dave.

What'll happen, he didn't
have any family?

He did, a sister.

Oh, all right, so she'll
sort out the funeral?

I would imagine so, yeah.

Thank you very much.

Come, darling.

I can't go back out there,
not like this.

You won't have to,
I'll tell them

you've got a migraine
or something.

-Okay.
-I'm sorry, darling.

-Call me tomorrow.
-I will, bye.

I want Jerry and
me to be together

and live happily ever after.

It never works if you
say it out loud.

Ooh.

I thought you'd be
in bed by now.

I can't stop thinking
about Dave.

Mmm, Poor bloke.

He was going on holiday
tomorrow.

How did you know that?

You told me.

I didn't even know
he was going away.

Yeah, you did, you
told me last week.

No Steve, I didn't.

You must have done.

Hello?

A girl, well that's fantastic.

Who are you?

Claudine Griffin, your
new slicer and dicer.

What happened to Mason?

Oh he's gone back to Ireland,

joined the priesthood.

I just hope I can
fill his shoes.

I promise you, love, it
won't be too difficult.

Can we get on?

Well, the large bruise
on his shoulder

indicates he was knocked
to the floor

with a blunt instrument
and the graze

on his hand and bruising
on his thigh

are marks where he fell.

But that wouldn't
have killed him.

No, no, as they say,
it's not the cough

that carries you off,

but the coffin they
carry you off in.

Could you just answer
the question?

He was a copper, we knew him.

Oh, sorry.

He died of an intercranial
hemorrhage.

He had an unusually thin skull.

Normally it would be
five to eight mil,

even a mild blow would
have been enough.

Poor bugger didn't
stand a chance.

Quite a high concentration
of diamorphine in his blood.

Did you know Dave Compton
was a heroin user?

He was a security guard.

The firm would have tested him.

Heroin passes through
the system very quickly.

You'd have to test someone
within hours

of use for it to show up,

and by the state of his teeth,

I'd say he'd been usin'
it for some time.

So what you got?

Car was nicked locally
last week.

There's no tire marks of
any picked up vehicle.

No chance of any forensics.

I'd say it was a
pretty clean job

apart from these night
vision goggles

found near the car.

Standard military issue now.

You can pick them up
on the internet.

Yes, love.

Dave Compton's car's
turned up at the airport.

Someone tried to break into it.

And uniform confirmed
that the restaurant

First Night was burgled
last night.

Anything significant go missin'?

Apparently not, the place was
pretty smashed up, though.

Could be a warning,
new restaurant

on someone else's patch.

I know the place was posh,

but I draw the line
at chef wars.

Nice one.

Hey, there's the daddy.

Look at you, no sleep and
you're still gorgeous.

Wait till you see what
we've bought her.

She'll be the most
fashionable baby in Yorkshire.

Out of the way, Claire.

Say cheese.

Cheese.

Oh, come on, doesn't she make
you wish you had one too?

Not really, I can
leave all the sick

and the dirty nappies
to you lots and love

all the cuddles and
the spoiling.

Your recruitment firm will
have to deal in storks

if you don't find that
man of your dreams soon.

I'm not that old, thanks.

Ah, so you're thinking
about it, then.

My time to make an exit.

Anyone want a cup of tea?

You're normally on the G and
Ts by this time at Hugh's.

You shouldn't be drinking.

Oh it's a celebration,
a sneaky one won't hurt.

Yeah, that's right.

Imad, let's crack open
that drinks cabinet.

Actually I think that's
my call, mate.

Since when have you
been so formal?

Since you're sittin'
in my living room.

Now, now, boys, it's not
the rutting season yet.

What is it with him?

He always needs to upstage
me these days.

We don't need his money anymore.

That's my man.

Do you think we'll get the
damage back on the insurance.

Yeah, that's one payment
I've kept up on.

It's funny, really,
the robbers are robbed.

At least they didn't
get into the safe.

Just think, Dave would
probably be on a beach

with a cocktail in
one hand and a time

right on the other by now.

No he won't.

What do you mean?

It's all right because
I destroyed the

pay as you go sim card that we

made all the arrangements
through.

-He's dead.
-Dead?

Well how hard did you hit him?

I thought you were only
gonna knock him to the floor.

I don't know, I hardly
touched him.

Maybe he had a stroke.

But, but, but--

It's fine, nothing
can link us to him.

You didn't use the
business phone, did you?

Come on, you two, we're
dying of thirst out there.

Yeah, come on.

Sir, CCTV shows Dave Compton

leaving his car here
two nights ago.

Looks like he was hoping
to go to Bangkok.

There's nothing much in here

other than a change of clothes

and his watch bag, here you go.

It's never too late
to start again.

Maybe that's what
this is all about.

I think we can safely say

Dave Compton was our inside man.

Didn't even think he'd
need a false passport.

Thought he'd just
get away with it.

So it definitely
was his birthday

the night of the robbery.

At least we know Claire Higgins

is being honest with us.

The king of the castle,

what do you think this is?

Could be a betting tip.

I missed your smell.

I've missed you.

Why do you wanna
be with an idiot

like Widget when
you can have me?

You know why.

That might not be
a problem anymore.

Don't be sick, Hugh
hasn't said yes

to the restaurant extension yet,

and anyway you're
sinking in debt.

How do you know that?

Old habits die hard.

Things change.

Well, put it this way.

Unless you've just
won the lottery

I'm not planning on
giving all this up.

The manager says you
tried to deposit

5,000 pounds of damaged notes,

which we believe were
stolen from the

cash-in-transit depot
in Westfield last night.

I don't even know where that is.

Imad, come on, all right,
change of plan.

We need to get Dave's
cut of the cash back.

It's not that simple.

Just do it.

All right, it'll take
a bit of time.

We're gonna need
to lay our hands

on all the cash we can
to finance the rollout.

Yeah.

Come on, two year's time

we're gonna be running
10 restaurants.

Widget's gonna be asking
us for a loan, ha ha.

I'll ask you again, where
did you get the money from?

Look, if you think I
stole it, arrest me.

Otherwise leave me in peace
to get on with my business.

Over 600 grand was taken.

I want to know how some of
it ended up in your hands.

Can you prove any of this?

I mean, do you have
the serial numbers?

It was an armed robbery
and a guard was murdered.

Are you accusing me of murder?

We're not accusing
you of anything.

We just want to know
where the money came from.

You know the thing
about bank notes

is they're like Asians.

They all look the same.

Money comes in and out
of my office all day.

It would be unreasonable
to expect me

to know where it all came
from, wouldn't you agree?

I can't believe he's runnin'

the only honest cab
firm in Wetherton.

Let's get Leteef to follow him.

Yeah, why not?

Can't do any harm, we're
getting nowhere at the moment.

It only happened
last night, Andy.

It's not happening fast enough.

We haven't got one
legitimate suspect.

Do we have anything
on Claire Higgins

or Steve Pitt's background yet?

Well Claire Higgins works
voluntarily at a halfway house.

Where she met Dave Compton.

What about Steve Pitt?

He's the major partner
in the restaurant

and Imad Abdullah
is the accountant.

The bank says that
if they don't have

enough for a backing off
of Mr. Hugh Shadwell soon,

then they'll both go bankrupt.

Who's Hugh Shadwell?

He's a local self
made millionaire.

His company makes artificial
knee joints.

They've gone from nowhere to
market leader in five years.

All right, it's not
much to go on.

Well let's get on with
it, and concentrate.

Can I help you?

I was just wondering
what you sold here.

Depends on what you want to buy.

Got a strange mixture
of things for sale?

Well I know my customers.

I sell them what
they want to buy,

nothing more, nothing less.

Now, I'll ask you again, what
is it that you want to buy?

I was wondering, I've
got a cousin in Pakistan.

I need to send some
money to him.

Somebody told me you
could help me.

Jerry, you've got to
stop torturing yourself.

I can't just let her go.

You have to try to move on.

That old platitude.

It's destroying your career.

Claire's with Steve now.

She's meant to be with me.

I thought we'd be
together forever.

Please, Jerry, whatever
happened,

you've got to look
after yourself now.

You mustn't fall apart.

I love her.

I'll always love her.

I know.

The guy from the cab company
stopped here last night.

Got into a heated argument
with a man in the warehouse.

And?

You're looking at
central Coggin,

Wetherton's black economy here.

This is where the used
money came from.

It's a Hawallah.

A hu-what?

Hawallah.

Look.

So how does it work?

Simple, robbers come in here

with Dave's cut, say 50 grand.

They want it sent into Bangkok.

They hand over the money
to the Hawallah agent here.

He then contacts another
Hawallah agent

over in Bangkok and gives
him a credit of 50,000.

Go on.

Dave then flies over to Bangkok,

collects the money from
the Hawallah agent there.

The transfer's taken
place without

the money actually leaving
the country.

That way avoiding any problems

with carrying cash
through customs

or leaving a paper trail.

But what happens to the
50,000 left here?

Well that's the really
clever part.

The Hawallah agent in
Bangkok now has a credit

of 50,000 here in Wetherton,

so next time he has
a client who wants

to send money over here
he tells our man

to hand over 50,000 to
the client's contact

in Wetherton and then
they're quits.

But the agent here didn't
notice the notes were damaged.

Then he passed them on
to a cab company owner.

No wonder he was pissed off.

Let's have a look at the
accountant, shall we?

Bit of a clever dick,
aren't you?

We need to move this lump.

Those bastards didn't
get into the safe

this time but they
might come back.

Yeah, we'll put it with the rest

of the stuff at Hughie's place.

There's an old trunk at the back

of the garage underneath
some old timber.

You'll find it.

We'll send some more
money abroad

and feed the rest
through the tills

over the next few months.

Yeah, good man.

Business is gonna boom.

So, we're gonna go 50/50, right?

What's that?

Come on, we did it together,
it's fair.

Huh, whose idea was it?

Who spent a year taking
Dave Compton

down to the bloody pub
tryin' to gain his trust?

Who did the planning?

We both went into the depot.

So what?

You're a junior partner, you
can't expect an equal share.

So how much are you sayin'?

We'll put most of it
into the business.

What does it matter?

You own 75 percent of the
business so it matters a lot.

Whatever.

I want 50 percent.

40 percent, no less.

We'll talk about it.

You're just usin' me.

Like I said, we'll
talk about it.

Yeah.

You told my colleague you could

send money to his cousin
in Pakistan.

You're a Hawallah agent.

I'm an agent for
Northwest Union.

You've had Asian businessmen

coming in and out of
here all morning.

We all need toilet paper
and toothpaste.

Look, we can't search
his premises

until we have a warrant.

At least get his phone number,

then we can check to see if
he made any calls to Bangkok.

These are the numbers
from Dave Compton's phone.

Incoming and outgoing calls
for the past six months.

Anything interesting?

Claire Higgins calls
him about once a week.

The Hawallah guy, he's been
calling all over the world.

He called three numbers
in Bangkok two days ago.

Dave Compton had a ticket
to Bangkok, didn't he?

Problem is none of
it proves anything.

No sir.

The robbers would probably have

called the Hawallah
at some point.

Yeah, but there's literally
thousands of numbers here.

They'd also have called
Dave Compton.

Maybe usin' the same phone.

Exactly.

Cross index the numbers
on Dave's phone

with the calls made to
the Hawallah, okay?

See what comes up.

Right, sir.

Ah, the very man.

We're closed on Mondays.

What, even to me, one of your
oldest and dearest friends?

You won't get her back
by hassling me, Jerry.

I know what you're
up to with Alice.

You're a user Steve,
and you know it.

This, I'll bet Claire's put
all her money into this place.

Oh dear, still very much

the green eyed monster,
aren't we, Jerry?

What are these?

Busy boy.

They're photos, Jerry,
they don't prove anything.

Alice and I are close friends.

I don't think Claire
will see it like that.

Save your energy, Jerry.

Claire's not coming back.

She's having my baby.

You're a star, mate, thanks.

Sir, you were right.

There's two numbers
on both lists.

One's a pay as you go
phone, false details.

The other's a business phone

and it's registered to the
First Night restaurant.

You may have found Dave
Compton's murderer.

Good lad.

Right, sir.

Hello?

Anybody here?

Fair is foul
and foul is fair.

We should let Claire Higgins

know that her boyfriend's dead.

This might be the phone.

We'll soon find out.

Who's this?

Certainly not Claire Higgins.

I'd say our friend Steve
was a bit of a lady's man.

No, it's not the number
we're after.

Let's see.

Got it, the number that
called the Hawallah

and Dave Compton is
the same number

Steve Pitt has listed
under Imad.

Looks like Imad Abdullah
is our mystery caller.

It makes sense, he's Asian,

he'd know all about
the Hawallah system.

Let's see if we can
find that phone.

Can we talk to you on your own?

These are my friends.

You can speak freely
in front of them.

I'm sorry to tell you
that your boyfriend

Steve Pitt has been found
dead in his restaurant.

We think it's murder.

Oh my god.

He was attacked with a knife.

I'm really sorry, but we need
to contact his next of kin.

Do you have the number
for his parents?

Um, his father disappeared
when he was young

and he's not spoken to
his mother in years.

None of us would have any
idea where to find her.

Do you have a phone number

for his business partner,
Imad Abdullah?

Yeah, he was one of our friends.

I'm pregnant.

What kind of a start
in life is that?

What am I gonna tell our child?

I'm really sorry.

Claire, there's something
you should know.

We're pretty sure that Steve

was involved with the robbery

in which Dave Compton
was killed.

No, I can't believe
Steve would do that.

And have you any idea
who killed him?

We're not sure yet.

Oh come on, someone's
gotta tell them.

Hugh!

The man you want is
called Jeremy Hart.

He's a solicitor, he's
got a flat in Wetherton.

We don't know it was Jerry.

Claire, you can't carry
on defending him,

not after this.

He was a friend of ours
from university days.

Claire was seeing him,
Claire was seeing him until--

He indecently assaulted Alice.

Did you report it to the police?

No.

Why not?

Sounds pretty serious to me.

We just didn't want the hassle

of Alice givin' evidence
in court.

It just didn't seem worth it.

We just cut him off instead.

When Steve started
seeing Claire,

Jerry just lost the plot.

What more do you need to know?

We'll need to take a look
at Steve's personal effects.

Did you live together?

Yes, um, he's got a flat,
he lets it out.

Do you have the keys?

No, but there's a set
at the restaurant.

Thanks.

Why would Alice accuse you

of assaulting her if
you didn't do it?

She was angry with me
for rejecting her.

She tried it on with you?

Yeah, but I was in
love with Claire.

Alice was about to marry
a wealthy man.

Nice house, perfect life,

why would she risk
it all for that?

I don't know, I couldn't
understand it.

Looking at me now you must think

that I didn't know what I
was doing, that I was mad,

but I was really together
then, I was happy.

I was the only one who
didn't want Alice.

Clearly Claire didn't
believe that.

They put her under
a lot of pressure.

In the end she chose
to believe Alice.

Are you still in
love with Claire?

Is that why you've
been stalkin' her?

I just needed to talk to her,

but Steve always kept her away.

Did he, you're not from
around here, are you?

No, London.

Are your parents still there?

They died when I was
six in a car crash.

I was brought up by my aunt.

How'd you end up in Wetherton?

We all went to York University.

I suppose I stayed
around afterwards

'cause all of my friends
were here.

Your friends send
you to Coventry.

One of your mates has been
seein' your girlfriend.

If I were you I'd
have cleared off.

I didn't know where else to go.

Keen on photography, are you?

No.

That's funny, I swear I can
smell photographic chemicals.

I think we need to have
a chat, don't we?

-There you go.
-Thanks.

Over here.

And we'll
be talking to him

after the news with
Mark Sanford.

Thanks Jane.

Today's top story, the
police have released

the identity of the victim
of yesterday's

Wetherton murder as
Steve Pitt, age 34.

Mr. Pitt was the owner
of First Night,

the restaurant in
central Wetherton.

Little is known as to
the circumstances

leading up to the murder,

but police are asking for
any customers who were at--

Well at least for
my daughter's sake

please don't tell Hugh.

It was over between me
and Steve, anyway.

How long has this been going on?

Quite a while, we never
really broke up.

What do you mean?

I was with Steve before
I married Hugh.

So it was an ongoing thing?

When I was pregnant
something just changed in me.

I decided to end it.

When you told Steve
how did he react?

He didn't believe me.

This is a sort of family
album of your friends.

Yes.

There aren't many
pictures of Steve in here.

No, Hugh didn't like
them so we took them out.

History rewritten.

What did you do with 'em?

I threw them away.

Really?

Yes.

Oh god, there's my husband.

Please don't say anything.

Where are the photos of Steve?

I told you I threw them away.

I think I'll just
ask your husband.

Please leave.

You here again?

Yeah, we wanted to talk
to your wife again

about the assault involving
Jerry Hart.

Well we told you everything
yesterday.

There were just a few details
we needed to check up on.

One thing we do know
is the blood

on the knife and on the jacket

all match Steve Pitt's DNA.

Oh, and forensics found these

objects in the jacket pocket.

I thought lightning
didn't strike twice.

I've got some news for you.

Aren't you gonna ask
me to sit down?

Suit yourself.

I think I've got a lead
on Dave's killer.

And?

I'm sorry Pat.

Dave was the inside
man on the robbery.

Then why is he dead?

We think it was a mistake.

He was killed accidentally.

There's somethin' else.

He'd been using heroin recently.

You're a lyin' bastard Dalziel.

Oh, you've all set him
up again, haven't you?

You're sayin' he'd
been on heroin

just to make yourselves
feel better

just like you did
five years ago.

I'm not lyin' to you Pat.

You can see the report
if you'd like.

You just don't get it, do you?

You and your lot
drove him to it.

If you had supported him
when he was in trouble

it would never have
come to this.

The Dave I knew only ever
wanted another chance.

Now get out and I
don't wanna see

you or your lot ever again.

We therefore commit
his body to the ground.

Earth to Earth, ashes
to ashes, dust to dust,

in the sure and certain hope

of resurrection to eternal life.

How far gone is she?

Three months, why?

It's gonna be hard for that kid

when it finds out the
father was a murderer.

And murdered.

I don't know what to think
about anything anymore.

You don't have to for now,
we'll get you through this.

Such a shame we couldn't get
in touch with Steve's mum.

None of them know
what's happened.

I'm sure they must have read
about it in the newspaper.

Then why aren't they here?

Oh, it doesn't matter anyway.

We're his real family.

What's up with you?

You look like you seen a ghost.

Would you mind waitin'
for me in the car, Peter?

Two birds with one
stone, eh Dalziel?

I didn't realize you
were here, I was--

I saw.

How have you been?

Oh, I felt guilty
when he was alive,

didn't spend enough
time with him.

I don't think I really
helped him

when he was in trouble.

I should have looked
after him more.

But now he's dead,
it's too late,

and I feel even worse.

If it's any consolation,
you and me both.

I went to see Dave's doctor.

And?

He started takin' heroin
about seven years ago.

I'm sorry, Pat.

You should feel better, Dalziel,

clear conscience and all that.

I expect that's why he got
involved in the robbery.

Probably up to his eyes in debt.

I hear it's a very
expensive habit.

If there's anything
I can do to help,

you know, in the future--

Thanks, but no.

I've got to live with
my conscience now.

Well, try anyway.

This is the log of the
dispatch company

that delivered a package
to my client's home

on the day in question.

As you can see he signed for it

around the time of the murder.

Someone else could
have signed for it.

He had to show proof of ID,

he used his passport, a
fact recorded on the log.

Your jacket was covered in
the murder victim's blood.

How do you explain that?

It went missing a few days ago.

Missing from where?

My flat.

Someone took it?

Any sign of a break in?

No.

I see.

Has anyone else got a
set of keys to your flat?

Claire, I never asked
for them back.

We're not doin' too
well, are we?

You know what they say in China.

If you wanna catch a fish,
first stir the water.

Reveal that Alice and
Steve were lovers.

In the meantime, I
think it would help

if we could find Imad.

He's bound to try and get
Dave's cut back from Bangkok.

Mr. Khan.

Worked out what you
want this time?

Yeah.

I told you, I'm just an
agent for Northwest Union.

Look, Mr. Khan, at this point

we don't care that you
transferred money

to Bangkok or if you are
or not a Hawallah agent,

but one thing we do need to know

is if Mr. Imad Abdullah's
been in to see you again.

I don't know this man.

Come on, he used his
business phone to call you,

and one of your clients
ended up with money

he stole from the
cash-in-transit depot.

All we need is a lead
on Imad's whereabouts.

The last time i saw him was when

he dropped the money off.

Thank you.

I love you.

Any joy?

No, I've got a sore head

from bangin' it against
a brick wall.

Well I've reconstructed
the album.

It's now as it was originally.

Before they started
on this purge?

The victor always writes
the history.

Now these pictures were taken

when the group had all just met

in the first year at university.

Look.

Looks like Rebecca and
Steve are havin' a fling.

What do you want?

What do you think we
want, the money.

What money?

The money from the
robbery, Imad.

Don't make this difficult
to yourself.

We don't wanna hurt you.

Huh?

Please no!

Hold him.

No, don't do it, don't do it.

We have a meeting with
Rebecca Stevens.

How long did you see him for?

About a week.

Before he got together
with Alice?

At the time Steve was using the

make the girl you really
want jealous

by dating her best
friend technique.

You weren't bothered when
he dumped you for Alice?

Who said he dumped me?

Steve was gorgeously
good looking

but not right for me.

When he moved on to Alice
I was relieved.

They were made for each other.

I noticed some photos
taken in Vietnam.

Did you all go?

No, just Steve and Alice went.

It was their last
trip as a couple.

Rebecca, Dr. Goldberg.

Thank you for your time.

What's up?

We got a questionnaire
from the Chief Constable.

Something to do with
interpersonal/community
relations.

More bloody politically
correct crap.

Another head bashing from
that diversity woman.

Well he wants us to
produce a strategy document

explaining how we're
building closer ties

with Wetherton's ethnic
minorities.

What does he know about
Wetherton's ethnic minorities?

His considerably
white flabby ass

hasn't left his chair
in over 25 years.

I'll make something up
and send him an email.

Suit yourself.

Anyway, it's here,
I know it's here.

The hair, it's all
about the hair.

Come in here, Peter.

Look at the hair, it's
held up with a chopstick

like the one we found
in the jacket.

Jerry could have picked
that up anywhere.

How many chopsticks are
there in Wetherton

from the Haiphong Bay
Cafe in Vietnam?

The name's written
down the side.

She must have brought it back

from her holiday with
Steve and has been

using it as a hairpin
ever since.

I'll show you.

Posh, have you got a minute?

Pull that SOCO suit
on again for Peter.

Here's a pen, do what
I told you earlier.

See Alice could have
put the SOCO suit on

to protect her clothes,
and Jerry's jacket on top.

And when she tries
to put the hood on,

show him, Posh, it doesn't work

'cause the chopstick
won't let it,

just like the pen doesn't,

so she puts the chopstick
back in the jacket.

Well done Posh, you missed
your vocation.

Should've been a model.

Come on, darlin', turn around.

Come on.

Come on, come on.

That's it, yeah.

Come on, come on.

It's hers, now we just
have to prove it.

Get SOCO over to Jerry
Hart's flat.

We'll need to prove that
Alice Shadwell was in there.

Also, I want a thorough
search done

of Alice and Hugh's house.

There was blood all
over the place.

She must have carried it back,

so we'll check in her car seat,

her handbag, everywhere.

Yes sir.

What's going on?

Your wife's been held
in connection

with the murder of Steve Pitt.

This is madness,
I wanna see her.

I'm afraid that's not possible.

She needs to be with her baby.

I'm sorry.

This is absolutely outrageous.

The best thing you
can do right now

is to go home, call
your solicitor.

Nothing's gonna happen till
he gets here, all right?

You haven't lent them to anyone?

No.

They've just been hanging there

for the last 18 months?

Yeah.

You didn't think to
give them back to Jerry?

It just didn't occur to me.

Well, I could understand that.

Oh god, this is all such a mess.

Maybe you should try to
get away for a while,

go and visit your parents
or something.

So where did you keep
this jacket now?

In the wardrobe.

Claire Higgins had the
keys to Jerry Hart's flat.

Now we know that the
girls were always

in and out of each
other's places,

so Alice could have
picked them up

and dropped them
off at any time.

And DC Lateef found
a long brown hair

in the wardrobe where
Jerry's jacket was kept.

My guess is it's
Alice Shadwell's,

so we have motive
and opportunity.

We know she was havin'
an affair with Steve

and she didn't want her
perfect life to end.

Oh, and we need to find Imad
Abdullah, okay everyone?

Let's get on with it.

What's botherin' you?

It's just the physical evidence.

None of it actually nails her

and every bit of it
could have been planted.

And as for a motivation,

killing her lover to
protect her marriage?

I'm not convinced.

So you don't believe Alice

had the motivation
to murder Steve.

No, Alice and Steve form
what's known as a diad.

A what?

Well it's a narcissistic
relationship

in which each party
sees a reflection

of themselves in
the other person

and mistakes that
feeling for love.

I mean, look at them,
they're obsessed

with each other, or
rather with themselves.

It's a bond common to
many powerful couples.

Antony and Cleopatra.

Tony and Cherie Blair.

Alice didn't want Steve
dead, far from it.

What did Steve want?

His crown back.

Well he wasn't poor
by normal standards,

but next to Hugh
he was a pauper.

He knew that Alice would
never leave Hugh

for him until he got some money,

so what did he do?

He robbed a bank.

He wanted to be king
of the castle again.

He even used the
phrase as a code

for Dave Compton to
pick up the cash

from the Hawallah in Bangkok.

And as for Imad, well, he
just did as he was told.

So you're saying Hugh
killed Steve?

If Steve used the money
from the robbery

to expand his restaurant
chain and make a fortune,

do you think Alice would have

hung around with poor old Hugh?

Look, I'm not sayin'
it was Hugh,

but I'm sure it wasn't Alice.

Sir, look at this.

What is it?

A paternity testing kit.

It was in the rubbish at
Hugh Shadwell's place.

Look at the date stamp,

it was delivered to
him two weeks ago.

You knew they were havin'
an affair, didn't you?

No.

These are some stills
from a video they made.

Why did you do the test?

Just had doubts.

If you were married to a woman

like Alice, wouldn't you?

I just wanted to be sure.

What were your feelings
toward Steve?

He was a friend.

He made you drive the car,

walked off with the
girls who rejected you,

called you Widget, how
could you not hate him?

-I didn't.
-Of course you did.

You wanted to humiliate him.

When you reduced him to nothin'

in that poker game I
bet that felt good.

Yeah, it did.

After all the years of
hard graft I'd put in,

to finally show him I was a man

to be reckoned with,
yeah, it felt good.

I didn't kill Steve.

You knew about the robbery.

Not until you told me.

Weren't you worried he was
back in the game, a threat?

How much did he get away
with, 600 grand?

That business would have
eaten through it in months.

Have you looked at the numbers?

It was a crock of shit.

He wanted me to invest in it.

Look, I had nothin'
to fear from him.

And when eventually he was left

without a pot to piss in,

Alice would have seen
him for what he was,

a conceited, clueless,
lazy bastard.

Should we release Alice now?

I'd like to get 'em both in,

but we only have evidence
against Alice.

Oh, Hugh, thank god you're here.

How are you?

Well, how do you think?

Where's the baby?

She's with Rebecca.

Hugh, I can't stand this,

you've got to get
me out of here.

Where's the solicitor?

I've got a guy comin'
in from London,

he's on the train now.

Are they gonna make me
stay here all night?

Don't know.

I must say, you don't
seem too bothered.

Well, you know me,

when the pressure's
on keep a cool head.

You don't think I
did it, do you?

No, you wouldn't have
killed Steve.

Well I'm glad you don't
think I'm a murderer.

Exactly, I mean why would
you kill your lover?

What are you talking about?

Hugh, I promise you,
I'd broken it off

the minute I realized I was pr--

Don't bother, Alice.

How could you betray
me after everything

I've done for you and with
that useless piece of shit?

Oh Hugh, you'll always
be Widget, won't you?

Steve was crazy, but
at least he was alive.

Do you think what you
and I did in bed was sex?

The Friday night ordeal,

I've had more fun doing
the washing up.

I hope you rot in here, Alice.

And when that solicitor
gets off the train

I'm going to send him
back to London.

You'll be represented
by some paralegal

with six weeks training
and by the time

you get out of prison
our daughter

won't even remember your face.

Our daughter?

She's Steve's daughter,
Hugh, not yours.

These are the results
of a paternity test.

They're very accurate
as you'll see.

I'm the father.

What are you doing here, Jerry?

I wanted to see how you
are, see if I could help.

I'm okay, thanks.

Claire, when you got
together with Steve

at first I tried to
leave you alone.

I just wanted you to be happy,

but then I saw, um.

You saw what?

I saw Steve with Alice.

I wanted to let you know,

but you didn't give me a chance.

Neither did the others.

You all believed Alice
when she said

that I attacked her,
so I thought if you

didn't believe me then why
would you believe me now?

I know.

I know they lied to me.

I just don't understand why.

Claire, they wanted
to split us up

so that Steve could get
his hands on your money.

I apologize for any indignities

that my sons have
made you suffer.

You see, they're still young,

they believe that brute force

can solve every problem.

But you've taught
them otherwise,

and for that I thank you.

My pleasure.

I admire your determination,
Imad,

but I feel sorry for you.

Oh yeah, why is that then?

Because it's clear
that your family

did not care enough about you

to teach you right from wrong,

and that's a heavy burden
to carry through life.

You're wasting your time.

I'm not gonna tell you
where the money is.

30 years ago I came to
Wetherton from Uganda,

after Idi Amin stole
my business.

I started my business here,

worked 16 hours a day,
seven days a week.

The work was mostly boring,

but I did it happily
because it is

every father's duty to sacrifice
himself for his children,

and with that money my sons

have been able to start
this business.

It's the immigrant's way.

Every generation
a little better.

Bravo.

I can see that you're
frightened.

I'll forgive your rudeness.

A few years ago I
was asked to be

a Hawallah agent because
I was trusted.

As you know, the trust
between Hawallah agents

is a thing of god,
a sacred bond.

I made an extra 30,000 pounds
a year or so ever since

and with that money I will send

my grandchildren to an
English public school.

They will become professional
people.

My plan was going
so well until you

passed on the money
from the robbery.

This sort of place never shuts.

I've got his home address.

Nah, they wouldn't be
holdin' him there.

Check to see if the
family have got

any other business like a garage

or wholesale distribution,
somethin' like that.

My Hawallah business is ruined.

Clients and other agents
are naturally nervous.

Police are watching
my every move.

I had hoped to trade
for another 20 years,

which would have earned me

approximately 600,000 pounds,

enough to pay for the enormous
fees these schools charge.

I'm sorry, Mr. Khan,
I really am.

I didn't wanna cause
you any trouble.

I know, I know, but Imad,
you lied to me.

You promised me the
money wasn't stolen.

That was a lie, wasn't it?

I'm not a thief, it
was my friend's idea

and I just sort of got
caught up in it all.

We all have to plow
our own furrow in life.

Perhaps that is the most
important lesson

you will have to learn
from this sorry affair.

So, to business.

You have denied the
secure future

that I had planned for my heirs,

and for that I think I
should be compensated.

What did you have in mind?

Compound interest over 20 years

I think 500,000 pounds should

secure my grandchildren's
schooling.

That would leave
me with nothing.

Imad, you don't seem to
have anything anyway.

You're wanted for armed
robbery, murder,

now I can help you.

You've caused me
a lot of trouble.

Now come on, put
your pride aside,

let's do a deal.

It's no good, she won't
drink the formula milk.

She's covered in a rash.

You know, she might be
lactose intolerant.

What do you think we should do?

Well you know what they
say, breast is best.

I should take her to Alice.

No.

For god's sake, Hugh,
your daughter's health

comes way before your
injured pride.

That's what being
a parent is, hmm?

Shh.

Oh my darling baby,
oh, there there.

She's covered in a rash.

Probably the formula
milk we gave her.

Oh god, that's my precious.

How's she been?

Apart from the rash,
fine, absolutely fine.

Thank god.

Oh, Rebecca, what am I gonna do?

I don't know.

I'm so sorry, I've really
made such a mess of things.

I tried to be faithful
to Hugh, I couldn't.

Shouldn't have married him.

Well he has got 20 million
in the bank.

Please don't.

I feel so terrible for Claire.

I just couldn't stop
seeing Steve.

It was like an addiction.

I tried to stop and I couldn't.

What's happening about
a solicitor?

If Hugh won't hire you a
decent guy then I will.

Thank you.

Nothing, nothing comes
close to this.

I've never known such love.

Thought you could do with this.

It just feels like
one of my limbs

is being wrenched off every
time they take her away.

It must be so hard for you.

I count myself lucky.

Did the tea do the trick?

Well, yeah.

It was a bit odd, really.

She started goin' on
about, you know.

Oh just spit it out, love.

There's no need for political

correctness in these corridors.

She was talkin' about
women's problems.

Some kind of STD she
got at university.

What do you mean,
she got the clap?

Go on.

She was talkin' about
some Dr. Goldberg,

about how wonderful he'd been

and if it hadn't been for him

she'd never have had children.

Do you remember, that's
who Rebecca Stevens

had an appointment with,
a Dr. Goldberg.

I wonder.

Posh, get Stevens' medical
records emailed over.

Sir, you wanted to know
if the Hawallah guy

had another premises,
well he does.

He's got a Halal slaughterhouse

off the ring road just
north of town.

Thanks, let's go.

All right, where is he?

-Who?
-You know who.

Sorry?

Fine, you three are under arrest

in connection with the
abduction of Imad Abdullah.

Leteef, caution 'em.

You're not obliged
to say anything,

but it may harm your defense

if you do not mention
when questioned

something which you later
rely upon in court--

I want this place taped up,

it is now officially
a crime scene.

Andy, over here

Get a vet in here.

I want every last ounce of
this thoroughly examined.

Thought I'd bring you these.

Steve Pitt's medical records.

What's this, personal touch
to the information highway?

Steve had gonorrhea
in September 1996.

Durin' his first term
at university.

Wouldn't it have left
him infertile?

Gonorrhea rarely causes
infertility in men,

but it leaves a high
percentage of women infertile.

Pelvic inflammatory
disease sets in,

the fallopian tubes become
blocked and that's it.

Thanks.

Yeah, thanks.

At a guess I'd say Steve Pitt

gave her gonorrhea 10 years ago.

Now she's discovered
she can't have a kid.

Well it would have
been bad enough

with Alice havin' a baby,

but when Claire announced
that she was pregnant

by the man who'd made
her infertile

Rebecca must have snapped.

Problem is how do we
prove any of this?

I have an idea.

Come on.

There it is, fingers
crossed the proof

will be at the bottom
of this brazier.

Here we are.

Rebecca borrows the keys to
Jerry's flat from Claire.

She steals Jerry's coat,
then she goes to the club.

Now she knows that when
she cuts Steve's throat

she's gonna be covered in blood,

so she puts on a paper overall
then Jerry's coat on top.

She commits the murder,

then she plants the coat
with Alice's chopstick

in the pocket and she burns

the blood soaked paper
overall at the bottom of that.

Everything burns except
for the metal poppers

that go up the front.

Very good.

I called the dispatch company,

double checked Jerry's alibi.

I found out it was Rebecca
who booked the bike.

But why would she have
it delivered to Jerry's?

I mean, she was in
her office all day.

And the computer's hers.

She must have wanted
to make sure

he had an alibi for
the time of the murder.

Let's bring her in.

Dalziel.

Sir, we've been through
the guts, it's all animal.

Yeah, we searched
the whole place,

there's no trace of him.

Okay, thanks Posh.

Mr. Shadwell, Superintendent
Dalziel.

We're tryin' to find
Rebecca Stevens.

Is she with you?

No, she should have been
back her an hour ago.

She's got my daughter with her.

We want to speak to
her in connection

with the murder of Steve
Pitt, we need to find her.

Oh god, hold on, she's
just arrived back.

Right, we're on our way.

You've gotta keep her there.

Don't tell her we're comin'.

There's a good girl.

Little special lady.

Look who it is, here's daddy,

we love daddy, don't we?

Yes we do, yes we do.

You were a while.

Yeah, I dropped by the shops

to get some supper and
I got little baby grow,

doesn't she look gorgeous?

Doesn't she?

Yeah.

Right, I better get
some supper on,

I'll bet you're hungry.

Yeah, that'd be great.

It's all gonna be okay, Hugh.

We're gonna be very,
very happy together.

I'll get the shopping
from the car.

She's in the kitchen.

And the baby?

Sleepin' in the sitting room.

Well please go and get
the baby Mr. Shadwell.

I think it'd be better if we
spoke to Rebecca on our own.

She's gone, Rebecca
must have her.

Gorgeous little baby, mommy's
little girl, aren't you?

Hello, Rebecca.

Hi, I just got her off
again, she was crying.

Oh, good girl.

Shall I take the baby
while you're cookin'?

No, no, I'm fine.

I love holding her.

Rebecca, give her to me.

Come on, love, give
the baby to her father.

Oh, she looks so lovely
in her new baby grow.

Oh, her tiny little fingers
are perfect, aren't they?

I'll tell you what, why
don't I hold her?

It's not somethin' I get
the chance to do very often.

You know, don't you?

I just, I just wanted a child.

Someone to love, someone
to love me.

I just wanted to be
like the others.

Let me see you.

No!

If you love her, give her to me.

Steve made us all unhappy.

He used us.

I wanted to kill him, but I
didn't really mean to do it.

I planned it but then
I changed my mind,

but when I got to the restaurant

I told him, I told him
what he'd done to me.

I would never have a baby.

He just laughed and
said I was lucky.

I couldn't stand it.

I picked up the knife
and I threw it.

Alice will destroy her, Hugh.

Her life will be misery.

You don't know that, you don't.

-Show us you love her--
-No!

Give her to me.

No, I don't want to.

Come on.

Oh I just wanted a baby.

I know, love, I know.

Can I ask a favor?

Of course.

Can you tell Claire
something for me?

Are you all right?

No, I'm not.

What are you going to do?

I'm going to keep the baby.

Jerry says he'll help me.

I'm broke, you see.

Steve took everything I had.

Jerry's a good man.

He's a generous man.

How's Rebecca?

She wanted me to tell
you how sorry she is.

She knows she's done wrong.

She didn't want to hurt you,

but she's glad Steve's no
longer a part of your lives.

What'll happen to her?

If she pleads diminished
responsibility

there may be.

Well, I'll leave you in peace.

Thank you Mr. Dalziel.

Good luck.

And you.

If you killed him
we'll find out.

You do understand
that, don't you?

Gentlemen, I have no idea
what you're talking about.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I
do have a business to run.

We've got nothin' on him.

Hello?

How's the weather there?

King of the castle,
that's correct.

How's the weather in Bangkok?

The sun is shining.

Come in.