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Aargh!

This is Gates.

What you wanted,
it's happening,

now you got to
give me Jackie's body.

What?
And ruin our relationship?

It isn't about me
versus you anymore.

I'm sorry.

I take pride
in the courage

and professionalism

of my counter-terrorism
officers.

Admit our mistake,

apologize, and get on
with the job

of finding
the actual terrorists.

Pointing the finger
at your own?

Greek Lane's been under
investigation as the scene

of a double homicide.

The evidence points
very strongly to these men

being involved
in a terrorist operation.

It was Tony.

He was the one
that gave the order.

MAN: Officer of the Year.

Is something
going on between you?

No.

Chief lnspector Anthony Gates.

Two identical phones.

Don't bother saying there's
an innocent explanation.

I'm AC-1 2!

Call lT now and get them
to unlock this bloody computer!

What you got to say now?!

Talk!

Ah!
What's wrong with these things?

What do you know
about our business?

Come on,
I need this information.

Who have you told?

I don't know anything.

Liar.
Idiot!

Ah!

Get that finger in there!

Oh, these don't work!

I ain't a bloody kid!

MAN: Then we do him,

Iike Tommy says.

The police, let's go!

Go! Go! Go! Go!

Hey, where you going?

Come here.

You bent bastard!

Argh!

Ah, you bust me leg!

Get down.

And shut up!

Ah!

No.

Please.

Please.

Steve?

I'm fine.

You sure?

Yeah.

Look, you should go.

It's okay.
My cover's blown.

What?

It doesn't matter.
I lost Gates.

There's no sign of him here.

Look, I'll follow you
to the hospital, all right?

Pig! Bastard!

You're only going
to hurt yourself.

Where's the water cannon
when you need it?

Who nicked him?

DS Arnott said he did.

Who arrested you, Ryan?

DC Fleming
asked you a question, Ryan.

I ain't saying nothing
without a solicitor!

Jools?

Jools, are you here?

Jools!

Jools!

It's okay, boy.

It's okay.

Shh, boy.

Shh.

It's okay, Sam.
It's okay, big man.

Oh, Tony?

Are the girls at school?

-What are you doing here?
-The girls, Jools.

Yeah, of course they are.

Okay, I need you to pack
a couple of bags,

pick them up early and then
take them to your mum's.

What's going on?

Listen, I'll pack the bags
myself if I have to,

but we have to get going.

-Tony, talk to me!
-They killed Sammy!

Oh, my God.

Yeah.
Don't.

It's a warning.

It's me they're after.

Who are these people?

It doesn't matter who they are.

I just need to know that
you and the girls are safe.

That's all I care
about right now.

No, I'm not going
anywhere without you.

Jools, you'll be safe
at your mum's.

This is ridiculous
You're the police!

I'm calling 9-9-9.

Hey! Listen!
I am on my own.

No, you're not!

This mess, it's mine.

It's not yours
and it's not the girls'.

I just need you
to do what I say.

-I'm calling Nigel.
-Don't.

There's not a bloke
at the station

that won't stand by you.

Jools, stop it!

Why are you behaving like this?

This is about Jackie, all right,

and the people that
she was in business with.

What are you saying?
That they killed Sammy?

Yeah.

Well, what's it got
to do with Jackie?

They killed her, too.

Oh, my God.
When?

A couple of weeks back.

Why didn't you say anything?

Because I thought I'd --
I was trying to fix everything.

How?

What's going on?

It doesn't matter, all right?
They're criminals.

Now, I need you
to pack those bags,

and I need you
to pick up my girls.

Why are you shutting me out?

Because I need to be able
to handle this on my own!

I'm not going anywhere
without you.

I was fucking her.

Okay?

I was fucking Jackie.

Steve.

You all right?

You're okay.

They operated on your hand.

They saved your finger.

Yeah, I'll call you back.

Hey, Steve.

Any sign of Gates?

No.
The house is deserted.

Dl Buckells' team
have put a trace on his phone,

but it's switched off.

Right.

We're going to take
a statement from you

when you're feeling
a bit better, yeah?

Since Gates went AWOL
just before it happened,

we're assuming he was involved
in some capacity.

Quite a set
of charges, isn't it,

for the Officer of the Year --

conspiracy, kidnapping, GBH,

attempted murder.

I'm not sure he was involved,
sir.

We haven't got the evidence yet,
you mean?

But we will get it.

Kate, we should debrief.

Kate.

All right, Kate, I'll see
you back at the office, yeah?

I'm glad you're
feeling better, Steve.

Thank you, sir.

What's that about?

Well, now my cover's blown,

it's a question of whether
I'll stay on the case.

Do you want to carry on?

I think you know the answer.

The men who were holding you
got away,

but the kid's in custody.

We won't be able
to interview him

until we've tracked down
a responsible adult.

Okay.

I heard you trashed
Gates' office.

Yeah.

There was a freezer,

in the place they held me.

Struck me as odd.

We found traces of blood on
the floor, around the freezer.

Cheers.

Hiya.

There are traces of body fluids,

seepage from before
a body was frozen.

I don't think the seepage
products will tell us much.

Tells us they moved
it in a hurry.

Yeah, because
they didn't clean up.

I'm surprised you've not been
pulled out, DC Fleming.

I say "Fleming" --
who knows?

The chances are her body's in
another freezer somewhere else.

It'll be Jackie all right.

They'll preserve the body
as evidence against Gates.

He didn't kill her.

No?

I'm not sure he's capable.

I'll come with you.

No. I'm all right.

-Kate.
-Dot.

I've just come
to get my stuff.

No hard feelings.

Deserved it,
didn't she?

Eh?

Her cover isn't the only thing
she blew, you know?

Ask Tony.

-Here.
-Thanks.

Which force
are you really from?

Who was your target then, eh?

Just Gates?

I can't discuss my brief.

You must be pretty
pissed off, though, eh,

not getting the evidence
you needed.

-I got plenty.
-Yeah?

I don't see Tony Gates
in custody, do you?

The last time I saw Gates,
he was talking with Morton.

If anyone's still loyal,
it's him.

What?

Leave Morton to me.

Here we go again.

Has Gates called you yet?

He knows there'll be a trace
on his phone.

He'll find a way.

When he calls,
give him a message.

There's a subway
between Borogrove Estate

and Moss Heath Park --
you tell him I'll be there,

alone, at midnight.

You must think
I'm thick as pig shit.

You don't know
the situation

between me and Gates,
but he does.

What if I say, "Screw you"?

The only person you'd
be screwing is your best mate.

Virtually
all my detectives

have been seconded
to the operation.

You've responded decisively,
sir.

You two know each other?

What you doing here?

Chief lnspector Osborne
is contributing his expertise

to our counter-terrorism
operation.

You believe this?

The Greek Lane cell
appeared exactly the same time

as ours dropped off the radar.

We can't exclude
a direct connection.

If you'll excuse us, DS Arnott.

I'm sorry about that, Philip.

Ah, DS Cottan,

our Acting Deputy SlO.
Cl Osborne.

-Cottan.
-Very pleased to meet you, sir.

Morning.

Hiya, I'm Ryan Pilkington's
social worker.

Just a minute.

Hi.
Sorry.

DC Fleming.
Will you come with me, please?

Thanks.

Interview under caution

with Ryan Pilkington
by Detective Constable Fleming

in the presence
of Ryan's solicitor.

Louise Burton.

-Social worker.
-Jane Hargreaves.

Community Liaison Officer,

Community Juvenile
Liaison Officer

and Community Policing
Case File Officer,

PC Bannerjee.

I know things aren't great
for you at home, Ryan.

We've had to give up
on your mum.

She won't come in.

She'd rather leave all this
to your case workers.

How do you feel about that?

My parents split up
when I was a kid.

You'll do anything
to be out of the house.

You don't care
what it gets you into.

You're right.

Our lives doesn't compare,
but I do want to help you, Ryan.

You're on a bad road,
and you need to get off it.

Tell me what you know
about the men

who were holding DS Arnott.

We know the same men

were involved in a series
of incidents.

Two men were killed
in Greek Lane.

A drug dealer named Wesley Duke
was hung from a lamp post.

And a woman named Jackie Laverty

was snatched
from her own home.

Four murders, Ryan.

I need to know you had nothing
to do with them.

I didn't.

And I believe you, Ryan.

But you know about them,
don't you?

My client denies any knowledge
of these offenses.

But the person
who ordered those murders

is someone you work for, though,
isn't that right?

I dunno.

Don't lie to me, Ryan.

I can't help you if you do.

You were involved in holding
and torturing DS Arnott.

You spoke to a man on the phone

who was giving you the orders.

Who's that man?

-I dunno.
-Well, does he have a name?

Ryan's answered
the question, DC Fleming.

Ryan.

I don't know his name.

Does he use the name "Tommy"?

Dunno.

That's the name DS Arnott heard.

Let's call him T ommy.

Whatever.

What do you
do for Tommy, Ryan?

Don't do nothing.

For the tape, I'm showing Ryan
a mobile phone,

evidence number G-67389.

Is that your phone?

No.

Well, it was recovered
from the location

where you were holding
DS Arnott.

You're a tough kid, Ryan.

Or at least you think you are.

Where did you get
those injuries?

If you carry on like this,
the place you're going

has 1 6-year-olds,
1 7-year-olds,

and they're built
like brick sheds.

How do you think you'll fare
against one of those lads?

They knock your teeth out, Ryan.

They do that so you give
a better blow job.

I don't think that's
very helpful, DC Fleming.

It ain't my phone!

But you recognize it,
don't you?

No comment.

What do you do for Tommy, Ryan?

No comment.

Four murders, Ryan.
This is serious.

I know you're innocent.

You were just helping out
with the phones, weren't you?

-Just did the phones.
-Did what exactly?

Nick phones for 'em.

For the lot of 'em.

They'd use 'em
for a couple of days.

Then I'd get rid of 'em.

Right, so you needed
unregistered phones,

Iike this one.

That's it.
The phones.

My client
has been very helpful.

Can we leave it there, please?

Have you ever met Tommy?

No, he does
it all on the phones.

Did he ever ask you
to do anything in relation

to the woman that I mentioned
earlier, Jackie Laverty?

Like what?

Well, we're still looking
for her body, Ryan.

Where is it?

-I dunno.

Are you sure, Ryan?

Yeah.

We can protect you from T ommy.

Yeah, right!

Where's the body, Ryan?!

DC Fleming, please.

That's enough.

There's a police officer, Ryan.

Detective Chief lnspector Gates.

Do you know who I mean?

Well, let's assume you do.

Did Tommy ever give
you instructions

regarding DCl Gates?

Ryan!

I'd give him a phone.

Tommy does all the talking.

My client's already
admitted --

What did he say to Gates?

What did Gates say to him?

RYAN: I can't remember.

Think carefully,
please, Ryan.

Did Tommy and DCl Gates

ever discuss
kidnapping DS Arnott?

I dunno.

Ryan's answered
your questions, DC Fleming.

He's tired.
Are you tired, Ryan?

Ryan, please,

think carefully.

Did DCl Gates
help kidnap DS Arnott?

No, he was the one
who rescued him!

Well, thank you, Ryan.

We'll leave it there for now.

I hope you're being
looked after,

and if there's anything you
need, just let me know.

DS Arnott.

What the hell's going on here,
Fleming?

We got a responsible adult,

but you were busy.

You're off TO-20.

You were never bloody on it.

Right you are, sir.

Ryan, sorry.

I'm Detective Inspector
Buckells.

Can I have a Big Mac now?

Kate, wait!

I knew summat was going on!

When were you going to tell me?

I'm sorry.

What?
And now you owe him?

Gates played us.

All of us.
And he's at it again.

He saved my life!

He put you in danger
in the first place!

He was backed into a corner.

Yeah, that we put him in,
to crack the case!

You're the one close to Gates,

and you don't
even understand him.

You know what, you're
screwing up an operation

I've spent months on Steve,
undercover,

worrying about my every move,

bricking it in case I get
caught, sleepless nights?

Cheers, mate.

Thanks a fucking million!

Who else knows you're here?

No one.
Now, where's Gates?

Gates?

What the hell's going on?

I need to flush out any back-up,
make them come running.

There's no back-up,
it's just me.

Yeah? So, you're looking
after your own?

That's not in
the Anti-Corruption Code, mate.

Well, it's mine.

I was never on the take.

And I was never in with
criminals, that was all Jackie.

You pulled the surveillance
off Greek Lane

so they could do the murder.

I never gave that order.

Anyone tells you different
is lying.

All the dirty money Jackie
was funneling,

you never suspected a thing?

Listen, I was an idiot.

And I never twigged
who she was in with.

But it was them who did
the murder, not me,

and it's them
I'm hiding from, not you.

Turn yourself in.

Give evidence against them.

We can protect you.

That's a bunch of crap,
and you know it.

I'm a dead man walking.
And so are you, son.

We need to get them
before they get us.

For Jackie's murder,
for the Greek Lane mob,

and for Wesley Duke.

Because they're the real
criminals, Arnott, not me.

What the hell
am I supposed to do?

Just back off -- you back off
and you keep everybody else

off of me
until the job's done.

How do I know this isn't just
another one of your games?

This is my only chance

of holding on to any of
the things I give a toss about.

I'll give you Tommy,
and then you let me go.

You got it?
Arnott? Have you got it?

Yes!

-Uh, Matthew.
-Sir.

Cl Osborne's joined us
on semi-permanent secondment.

I'd be grateful if you could
be his point of contact.

I'd be very happy to, sir.

I've been impressed, Matthew,
I wonder how do you feel

about sitting
the inspector's exam?

I don't know what to say, sir.

No one wants to step
into dead man's shoes,

but Tony Gates is finished.

I meant to ask, what brought
you into the service, Matthew?

Well, where I grew up, sir,

there wasn't much respect
for law and order.

You know, I could've fallen
in with a bad crowd.

But instead, I made a few quid

caddying at
the local golf club.

I met a bloke there, sir,
who opened my eyes.

Well, think of this
as an opportunity

to help young people like that.

I want it, sir.

Good man. Excellent.

The police are here,
get out, quick, go on!

Go!

Go on! Go!

Must've seen the vehicle.

Remind me to check outstanding
warrants back at the station.

Is that your mum's boyfriend,
Ryan?

You better have fed him.

Right, let's get round
to the chippy.

Just give me a minute, Kaz.

What now?

Ryan, l, uh...

I want you
to know you can call me.

-I ain't no grass.
-Yeah, I know.

It's just if there's stuff
you want to talk about.

Or you want someone
to buy you a burger.

That's all.

Okay.

Promise?

Right, I'll have
a cod and chips.

See you there.

Simon, what?

I know, this is the Bog,
we never leave the vehicle.

Hi.

Steve, fancy a cup of tea?

Ha, shall I be mother?

Thank you, sir.

You know, the date came
through for your inquest.

It's next week.

Right.

Yeah, suppose you could always
argue that you're not fit

to testify.

Yeah?

Kate?

The news came through
yesterday

but I decided to let it wait.

There's no point
ruining a good night's sleep.

Did you sleep all right
last night?

Good, thank you, sir.

Yeah, I know, you know, I mean,
with the arm and all that.

Just a quiet night in, sir.

Quiet night?

You cheeky wee shite, ya!

Kate, you have a word with him.

My doctor told me to watch

me blood pressure.

The boss put an officer
on your flat.

For your protection.

He saw you stumble in
well after midnight.

I had a meeting with Gates.

Jesus Christ, Steve!

You're meant to be my partner.

Well, you were never Gates's
partner, then?

What the hell
are you talking about?

-lf this is personal...
-"Personal"?

If something happened
between you two --

Like what?

-Nothing. Forget it.
-What do you want to know?

I shouldn't have asked.
It's private.

Yeah, it is.

Here.

Now that you and Gates
are bosom buddies,

you'll know what
to do with that.

A wire tap?

Yes, Stephen, a wire tap.
What is it with you?

You think you owe Gates?

Why don't you ask yourself
who you really owe?

Yeah, yeah,
I would, yeah.

Yeah.

Just a second, sorry.

You got a minute, sir?

We're eager for an update.

The body fluids
recovered from the freezer

match the blood from
Jackie Laverty's house.

I re-interviewed
the ASBO Dodger,

but he's never gonna grass
where they moved the body.

Now we're looking
at the phone data.

And when do you make
the tissue match?

Oh, were you not
on the distribution list?

I do apologize.

Sorry, Alex, carry on.

Sir.

So, do we know
how long the cell

has been operating
under cover as drug dealers?

Well, we interviewed
a known dealer, Wesley Duke,

before he died.

He reckoned a month, sir.

Jermaine Duke,
brother of the deceased,

says Wesley remarked
on the reliability

from the Greek Lane suppliers.

They were organized.
Not smackheads.

Professionals.

Fits with them
having a supply line

running directly
from Northern Pakistan.

Oh, don't mind me.

A supply line running directly
from Northern Pakistan?

Makes a change from nicking
chavs on Moss Heath.

You must be creaming yourselves.

This is a private meeting,
Arnott.

Fine.

I'll wait.

Excuse me.

Come on.

Right, you've got
30 seconds.

I'd like to explore
the possibility

the Greek Lane residents
weren't terrorists.

Naturally, I'm open
to all possibilities.

I've been conducting
an in-depth operation

against DCl Tony Gates.

And at no point
in Gates' investigation

did he ever develop a lead
into a terror connection.

Not until he obtained evidence
of the bomb-making activity.

Sir, it was household bleach
and a chemistry book.

Those lads were making crack,
not lEDs.

And Gates knows that.

He only dressed it up
as a CT op when he realized

we were about to crucify him.

Well, is that it?

Thanks, Arnott, time's up.

Don't act like this hasn't
happened before.

Our operation was botched,

and you're trying
to cover it up.

The only person not telling
the truth is you.

You're out on a limb, Arnott.

Not a great place to be when
the inquest opens next week.

No wonder you're desperate.

You asked me to lie, sir,

to go along with it.

At least have the common decency
to admit that.

I did no such thing.

I got shafted because of you!

Because I won't cover up

our blokes
busting into the wrong flat,

shooting an innocent person.

See you at the inquest.

[Sighs]

This isn't going to work.

I can't use this on Gates.

Steve.
You're off the case.

Wait!

There's a bigger crime here.

Gates believes he can bring in
a high-value offender

within organized crime.

What?
He told you that?

He's desperate.

He believes it's his only chance
to save his career,

his reputation, his family.

Look, Dl Buckells' team's been
checking phone records, right?

I can feed the right information
to Gates.

He has a relationship
with these people.

They'll want to meet,
if only to kill him.

Gates can pick up
an unregistered phone

so he can make contact without
being traced by Buckells.

Now, I know --

Whoa, whoa!
Hang on a second, Steve.

What are you saying here?

Are you going
to cut this guy loose?

Look, after everything that's
gone down, the only way

I'm going to sanction
an operation like this, son,

is if you can promise me that
you're going to deliver Gates

right into the palm
of my hands.

This is the call history
from Ryan's phone.

It goes back
only a couple of days

from when the handset
was stolen.

Now, there's a pattern
of incoming calls,

always from
different numbers.

Having lost Ryan,

there's a big chance right now
Tommy doesn't know

which of his numbers is secure.

All the numbers
are currently inactive.

Hastings
is on standby to move

as soon as one joins
the network.

So are we.

You're not coming in.

I can't be seen out here

on the doorstep.

Hey, please.

Jools...

I'm doing everything
to make us good again.

I promise you,
I'm doing everything.

But work are calling me back in.

Are my girls in there?

I don't want you upsetting them.

Just an hour.

Just so it's like
we're a family again.

Just an hour, please?

Please.

ALL:
What's the time, Mr. Wolf?

3:00.

-What's the time, Mr. Wolf?
-1 0:00.

What's the time, Mr. Wolf?

Dinner time!

DC Fleming.

One of the numbers from Ryan's
phone just got activated.

They're triangulating now.

Yeah, good, off you go,
both of you, go on.

Yes, standing by.

Positions, everybody, come on.

Go on, then.

GlRLS: What's the time,
Mr. Wolf?

Yeah?

It's on.

Gates?

Received.

Guys?

I'm going to have to go.

Why?

I have got to go back to work.

Have they got
the triangulation yet?

They've got a signal
in the Kingsgate,

heading west towards
Edge Park.

It's got to be Tommy.

En route.

We've got a signal in Kingsgate.

Heading west towards Edge Park.

This is Gates.
I'm a minute away.

What are we?

Two.
Shit.

What?

I don't trust him, okay?
I don't bloody trust him!

Tommy's traveling very fast.

Now going west
on Kingsgate Road.

Kingsgate Road, west.

Received.

He's already jumped
to the next cell.

He's going like the clappers.

God knows how,
but he must be on to us.

Gates.
Bastard!

Tracking Tommy.

He's just taken a left,
Edge Park Road, southbound.

Drop him.
This is our op.

Drop him and he's gone.
So's Tommy.

Left turn.
Edge Park Road.

Received.

The target's
just turned west again.

He's leading us
round the bloody houses!

We're now southbound
on Edge Park Road.

Target is now heading west.

Look for a right turn ahead.

Tracking Gates.
5301 6 macro cell.

He's stationary.

About 200 yards from the turn.

He's gone off road.

200 yards from the turn.

He's reached
wherever he's going.

Or he's dumped the phone.

-Cutting it fine, Tom!
-Sorry.

Just move it.
Can you get me a trolley handle?

And a Kit-Kat or a Mars bar
or something?

Yeah.
You cheeky bugger!

Gates, report.

Where are you?
what's happening?

Gates!

Gates!

After the hammering
you took last week,

we thought
you'd be a no-show.

Ha ha.

I'll win my money back.

Oh, right.

Thank you.

Good on you.

What's your problem, mate?

It's all right.

We're fine.

Let's go out onto the tee.

What?

Uh!

That's for my kids' dog.

Back off!
Now.

Go.

Let's go.

Right turn, coming up.

Move!
Move!

Now visual, in pursuit.

TOMMY:
Look, where are you taking me?

Do you want to know the longest
anyone's ever managed

to hold me
in a police station?

GATES:
I'm not arresting you.

I didn't kill Jackie Laverty.

The only evidence they'll
find on her is from you,

you and your dirty business.

Plus, a knife with your prints
all over it.

When I was with her,
she was still alive.

I wouldn't know.
I wasn't there.

No, but your boys were,
weren't they?

And did they make her suffer?

Did they have
their fun with her?

You've got a dirty mind.

My boys are professionals.

Bullshit.

Probably under orders
not to tamper

with the evidence.

What orders would those be?

Listen, you used her to get
to me, didn't you?

It's an interesting story, eh?

Unfortunately, I'm not
in a position

to either confirm or deny.

Oh, Christ.

GATES: Listen,
she was my girlfriend,

and I cared about her.

I just want to know
what you did to her.

Spare yourself.

Your life is
miserable enough already.

Oh, you bloody did her.

And you did Greek Lane
and you did Wesley Duke.

And my squad is starting
to put it together right now.

And every piece of evidence,

every piece is starting
to point towards you.

What evidence?

GATES:
Well, there's me for a start.

A copper inside is bad
and bad enough.

But you'll be a copper
that grassed.

That's why I want to stay out.

I want that
more than anything.

What is this evidence
you're talking about?

Oh, we're going to get to that.

First, I want to make things
straight between me and you.

Well, there has to be something
in it for me.

GATES: The kid.
Ryan.

He's young enough to turn.

No one's daft enough
to grass on me.

Anti-Corruption can't make
a case against me

without informants.

What, with that DS you gave us?

GATES: You mean Arnott?

I've fixed him.

I fixed him my way.

I couldn't be a part of killing
him, but all the rest is fine.

Listen,
I can still be of use to you.

You're dreaming.

Am l?

I dressed up Greek Lane
as something else.

And I'm gonna make Wesley Duke's
murder look like a tear-up

between some low-level dealers.

So, if Jackie's body is
never found,

well, then there's
no case to answer.

For either of us.

He's played us again!

I'm calling in back-up.

Let's get the pair of them
while we can.

No. Wait.

-Steve!
-Wait!

The only problem
is the fingers.

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

Drop the act.

The amputated fingers
are the only link

between Wesley Duke
and Greek Lane.

It was clumsy,
and it was ignorant.

You said your boys
are professionals.

That means it was your bloody
stupid idea.

They got carried away.

Bloody idiots.

Come on, Gates,
nail the bastard.

So, I make Wesley Duke's murder
look like a copycat.

But there's no forensics,

so they're gonna
need a confession.

Your boys screwed up.

Make one of them cop for it.

Triple murder

hanging round your neck.

And I need a decision.

I know the toe rag
that'll take the fall.

He's gonna need to know chapter
and verse.

He will.

Tommy, I am risking my neck
for you here.

I'm gonna need
more than that, mate.

He was there.

He did it.

I can't carry this off
if he's a nut job.

He'd better be able
to take orders.

-He will if I give 'em.
-Hey, stop pissing me around.

I need a simple answer
to a simple question,

and we're
running out of time.

For fuck's sake!

He killed him, on my orders!

Good enough for you?!

Yes!

Good.

So, what do you
want in return?

I want Jackie's body
up in smoke.

Problem is, she's my leverage.

How about this as Plan A?

You do as you're told,

and if you ever choose
to not play ball,

my boys unload Jackie's body,

and you go down for her murder.

Now, turn this thing around,
there's a good lad.

I can still make
the second tee.

I said, turn it around!

You bent bastard.

Yeah, you heard me.

You bent bastard.

What's happening?
What are they doing?

Gates.

There's no way out for him.

You're under arrest for
the double murder at Greek Lane.

For the murder of Wesley Duke.

For the murder
of Jacqueline Laverty,

and you do not have
to say anything,

but it may harm your defense
if you do not mention

when questioned something you
later rely on in court.

And anything that you do say

may be given in evidence.

I'll hold him.
Back-up's seconds away.

Just go.
Run.

Run where?

It's over.
We got him.

My wife and my girls
get nothing

unless this is
in the line of duty.

That's what you owe me.

This and nothing else.

Do you understand?
It's for my family.

I was never bent.

You know that, don't ya?

Gates!

Gates!

Gates!

As you were.

How did it happen?

DCl Gates
was running through traffic

to apprehend the suspect.

Line of duty, sir.

I should inform his wife.

Thank you, sir.

Well done, you two.

Well done.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Sir, do you mind if I get
a minute with him?

Just a couple of things
that might help us

with the Greek Lane op,
non-evidential, obviously.

Yeah, no problem.

COTTAN: Come on.

I hear you won't be calling me
"sir" for much longer.

Congratulations, Dot.

Thanks.
DS Cottan.

Do you mind if I use the back
of your van

a minute?

This way, please, sir.

I hope you've got some good
advice on how to play this hole.

Well, the top brass
think the Greek Lane lads

were involved with Al-Qaeda.

So, you just play along with it,
in return for immunity.

Huh.

Huh.

Best caddy I ever had, son.

I owe you a pint, sir.

Hello!

Hi!

I swear to tell the truth...

The whole truth...

And nothing but the truth.