All language subtitles for DCI.Banks.S01E04.Playing.With.Fire.Part.2.1080p.WEB-DL.DD2.0.H.264-squalor_Track03

Look, I've been thinking,

um, about us and...

This is really hard, Annie.

It's not me.

It's you.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

(MOBILE RINGING)

Shit! Work! (GROANS)

-(IRISH ACCENT)
There's been a murder.
-Stop.

Hello?

Yeah.

Okay. I'll be right there.

Yeah.

Suppose a cheerio shag's
out the question?

Mmm.

Sorry.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

What's happened to
the hiking boots?

The dog ate them.

I think laughing boy's ready.

Morning, Mr Hamilton.

I'd say the fire was started
between 9:00 and 10:00 p.m.
last night.

Seat of the fire.

Definitely accelerant use.
Again.

A glass and a bottle.
He was drinking.

And again, face down. No sign
he's made any
effort to escape.

MAN: Alan?

-Chief Superintendent.
-You, too, Jackman.

Patrick Aspern is considering
an official
complaint against you.

About?

Wagons in a circle,
is it, Alan?

I never saw nothing, guv.

If DCI Banks had
struck Dr Aspern,
it was because

Dr Aspern made an explicitly
racist remark to me, sir.

And if he had hit Dr Aspern,
it would have been
a misguided response,

if you don't mind me saying
so, sir. Not that you
necessarily did hit him.

But I don't think
Dr Aspern is racist.

I think he was
deliberately trying
to provoke us, sir.

'Cause he's hiding something.

Something about
his relationship
with his daughter.

He wants to get
us off his back.

And it seems his
strategy's working.

I think you'd better get back.

All the evidence is telling
us
Leslie Whittaker

was the intended victim
of the boat fire.

I thought I had
operational command
of this inquiry.

Not when you're punching
bereaved fathers.

The way he spoke to Winsome.

It's professional misconduct,
Alan.

ANNIE: Sir?
BOTH: Yes.

We've got another hidden safe
under McMahon's floor.

Stay away from Patrick Aspern.

I can't do that.

We've tied Aspern's wife's car
to the crime scene.

Watercolours, done on paper.

Old paper. Probably supplied
by Leslie Whittaker.

Plus 29 grand in cash.

All in Jake
McMahon's possession.

Now, McMahon thought that
I was someone called Morrison.

And he was scared, I mean,
really scared,

but then he tried
to laugh it off.

KEN: Gary Morrison?

Gary Morrison is
the registered owner
of Leslie Whittaker's boat.

I actioned an address check,
but it came back blank.

Go through
Whittaker and McMahon's
phone calls, emails and
texts.

We need to get
a lead to Gary Morrison.

-Boss?
-Yeah. Thanks, Annie.

So,
the tyre tracks from your car

match these that were found
near the canal.

It was me.
I went to the canal.

So you weren't
at home all night?
You lied?

I didn't want Patrick to know.

I went to talk to Christina,
but when I got there,

the boat was on fire,
so I went home.

You saw the fire
but you didn't
call the police?

-Why not?
-I don't know.

BANKS: Why did you want
to talk to Christina?

Because I'm nice.

Because you're nice?

Or because Christina
was upsetting Patrick?

Because she was threatening
to report him to the police?

-Why would she do that?
-You tell me.

I don't know. I heard them
arguing on the phone.

-When?
-The afternoon.

-Tuesday afternoon?
-Yes.

-The day she died?
-Yes.

-What were they arguing about?
-I don't know.

Why was she
going to report him
to the police?

Stop it! You bloody stop
this!
I love Patrick.

Our love is special!
You leave us alone!

Patrick thinks
you're trying to destroy him

because you're jealous
of people like Patrick.

Patrick thinks you're lonely
and disappointed...

"Patrick thinks,
Patrick thinks."

Don't you have
a mind of your own?

You know why
they were arguing,
don't you, Miranda?

No.

-What seems to be the problem?
-You lied to me, Doc.

So hit me.

I'm considering
an official complaint
against you.

Did you know your daughter
was on heroin?

Now, I think she was
self-medicating because
something was troubling her,

something to do with you.

Now, you told me
you last spoke to Christina

a week before she died,
when she was working here.

Yes.

Phone log.

Christina called you
at 3:18 p.m. on Tuesday,

the day she died.

A nine-minute phone call.

A nine-minute argument,
according to Miranda.

A nine-minute argument

about Miranda.

Miranda,
she was jealous of Christina.

She was sort of stalking her,
threatening her.

Which is why I lied to you.

And that's why
I supported Miranda's alibi.

I thought she might have
taken it all a bit too far

and I didn't know what to do.

And why would
your wife be jealous
of your daughter?

I'm not saying
that she set fire
to Christina's boat.

She didn't.

You called it right, Doc,
and I agree with you.

Christina was not
the intended
victim of the fire.

Well, then why are
you questioning me?

Okay, I don't recognise these
as existing paintings,

but I do recognise the style.

It's a coterie of
mid-19th century artists

that lived and worked
in the Yorkshire area.

These two are Joshua Rae.

This, Matthew Niven.
And this, Thomas Thurborn.

-Sorry,
I've never heard of them.
-Exactly.

If you're going to
run a long-form art fraud,

you concentrate on minor,
but collectible, artists.

Five grand here,
five grand there.

Low-key, low scrutiny.

-So, genuine or fake?
-That's hard to say.

I'll need to run chemical
and pigment analysis, x-ray,

-computer image processing.
-What about the Turner?

Okay.

Right.

All the hallmarks
of Turner's style are here.

You have the brushwork,
the vortex composition.
And see this?

It's the use of a thumbnail
to scrape at the paint

and get that light effect.

But frankly,
this is about as convincing
as a Blackpool drag queen.

You might want to be
a bit less rock
and roll here, Mark.

This a murder inquiry.

What was that about?

-Sorry?
-You were rude to Mark.

In certain situations,

I don't appreciate people
making glib jokes of...

Why?

Are you having some kind of
relationship with him?

-I don't think
that's any of your...
-It is my business, Annie.

If a defence
counsel sniffs out
that a senior officer

is having that kind of
liaison
with an expert witness,

the whole case
could be compromised.
Do you understand?

Yes.

So? Are you?

-Having an inappropriate
relationship...
-No.

Good.

The crime locus schedules,
which have been
sitting on your desk

for some time now...

Yeah, I haven't had time
to look at them.

SOCOs have established
significant
traces of candle wax

close to
the seat of both fires,

despite Whittaker's boat
and McMahon's house

both having
working electricity
supplies.

-What does that mean?
-I don't know for sure.

But give Geoff "Mr Happy"
Hamilton a ring.
See what he makes of it.

In fact,
you can do it on the way.
Come on.

-Where are we going?
-To interview the person

that forged the Turner.

Gerry.

-Give me your hand.
-What?

Your hand.

(BANKS CHUCKLES)

Where are you staying, Gerry?

It's my mate Declan's place.

Where else am I
supposed to go?

My house is at
the bottom of a canal.

-Read that.
-"It is known that
Turner..."

"That Turner cultivated
a long fingernail,

"which he used to scratch
the surface of his paintings,

"revealing the white canvas
underneath to achieve his
unique light effects."

It was recovered from a safe

stashed under
Whittaker's boat.

Your work?

We can run DNA tests.

Why didn't you
tell us this before?

-You didn't ask.
-Not good enough.

Makes us think that
maybe you killed Whittaker.

I didn't set that fire.

Not with Christina
on the next boat.

You thought
Christina was at her dad's.

I've got an alibi. I told you.

I were here.
With Declan. All night.

What about Saturday night?

When Jake McMahon
was burnt to death?

McMahon's dead?

BANKS: Saturday night.

It weren't me. I told you...

-Morrison.
-BANKS: Gary Morrison?

He killed them.

(DOG BARKING)

(PANTING)

(WHISTLES) Come on. Come on.

Good girl. Come on. Come on.

Here you go.

Patrick?

What's wrong?

If they took me away,

you'd lose Ailsa.
You know that, don't you?

(GASPS)

Why would they take you away?

Banks. He has issues with me.

We need to stop him
or he'll tear us apart.

Can I depend on you, Miranda?

Yes.

Help me, Miranda. Help me.

Me and Christina were
squatting on the boat.

That's how I met
Leslie Whittaker.

Then he saw some of my work,

and him and McMahon
said I had a talent.

Jake McMahon did these?

Yeah. And loads more.

They were making
a shitload of money.

But they got all excited
when they saw I
could do Turner.

Gary Morrison.
I need a detailed
description.

-I never met him.
-But you've heard of him?

Yeah.
'Cause Whittaker and McMahon
were paranoid

about keeping the Turner
secret from him.

That's all I know.

Honest.

I'm scared.

Christina's gone and...
I'm really scared.

Gary Morrison.
You never saw
him with Whittaker?

He never visited
Whittaker's boat?

No, I don't know...

I mean,
Whittaker was a drinker.

Drinkers like to talk.
He must've said something.

An exhibition opening!

He met Morrison
at an exhibition opening.

That's all I know.

A couple of years ago. The...
The Haliburton Gallery.

Gary Morrison? No.

You've not heard
that name at all?

-No. Sorry.
-Haliburton Gallery?

-Do you know that place?
-Oh, yeah, yeah.

Yeah. It's closed down now.
It's a shame.

Ever go to
any exhibition openings there?

Now and again.

We think Morrison might have
been at one of those openings

a couple of years ago,

in the company of this man.

BANKS: His name's Leslie
Whittaker. Does that mean
anything to you?

No.

Is he the second victim?

How'd you know
there was a second victim?

I must have
heard it on the news.

Nothing's been
released to the press
about a second victim.

The night this man,
Leslie Whittaker, died,

last Tuesday night.

Where were you, Mark?

I was at a reception at
the Henry Moore suite.

What time?

-8:30 till 10:30.
-And after that?

A bunch of us went for a meal.

At Nick's Diner
on Empire Road,
a bit of a night.

We didn't leave till
after 2:30 in the morning.

What about Friday night
between 9:00 p.m.
and 3:00 a.m.?

The night the second victim
was murdered?

Um, Friday night, uh...

I was home. Uh, alone.

He's lying.

I told Mark about
the second murder.

Friday night,
Mark was with me.
From 8:00 p.m.

All night.

-You lied to me.
-I know.

Can I trust you, Annie?

Can I trust you?

All right, where are we
and where are we going?

Bring us up to date,
will you, Ken?

Gary Morrison communicated
with Whittaker,

and only Whittaker, by email.

Whittaker provides the paper,

McMahon paints the pictures.

Whittaker sends
it to Morrison.

Morrison handles
the auction sale

and pays Whittaker and McMahon
their share of
the profits in cash.

Morrison discovers that
Whittaker and McMahon are
going behind his back

trying to flog a Turner
forged
by Gerry Siddons for
a few million quid.

That's going to
create a lot of noise
and blow up his scam.

So he kills Whittaker,
then McMahon.

So, Gary Morrison.
Where is he?

Well, that's the problem.

Emails are all sent to
Whittaker from 20
different cafe computers.

The paintings
sent to PO boxes.

Morrison's run this whole
operation without leaving any
kind of footprint.

So it's bad
enough that he's killed
two of his crooked mates,

but there's
an innocent girl dead, too.

Come on, Ken. Where is he?

Many places and many faces.

Twenty-two Gary
Morrisons aged 25-plus,

resident, according to the
passport details,
in the Yorkshire area.

Twenty-two more suspects.

Yeah, but if he's running
the whole scam
electronically...

Four hundred and twenty-seven
UK passport holders
called Gary Morrison.

(BANKS SIGHS)

Get pictures of
this lot circulated.

I want all of Whittaker
and McMahon's neighbours

and known
associates re-interviewed.

Do they recognise
any of these men?

Come on, people.
Let's get to it.

Thanks, Ken.

Forged paintings selling
on the open market?

There's a missing link here,
isn't there?

-ANNIE: Is there?
-What did your
friend Mark say?

The fakes that McMahon did,

they weren't copies
of existing pictures.

They were in
the style of minor artists.

So if they were passing
these pictures off as
genuine,

someone else has to be
authenticating them, right?

-Yeah.
-How do we find out who it is?

-Auction house sales records.
-Yes.

Sir? You've got a visitor.

Find me this
bugger Morrison, Annie,
and all is forgiven.

She won't come inside.

I think she's having
some kind of breakdown.

Miranda?

(GROANS)

Your fault!

Patrick hates me.

-I talk too much.
-Or you know too much.

Why was Christina going to
report Patrick to the police?

Why can't you leave us alone?

We're not like you.
We're different.

Why was Christina going to
report her
father to the police?

Hate you.

Yeah,
and you hated Christina, too,
didn't you?

Was it because
Patrick loved her?

Yes.

The same way he loves you?

Yes.

(BABY CRYING)

(SIGHS)

They're ready in the mortuary.

Christina Aspern's postmortem?

Can you can handle it, Kevin?
I'm kind of busy here.

All right.

-Mark?
-Hiya.

Look, sorry about yesterday
with your boss and all, yeah?

-Christ, he's a right...
-I've got a problem, Mark.

Okay.

The fakes paintings found
at Jake McMahon's house...

What? Jake's fakes?

Obviously they were ready
to go to auction,

so I traced the sales records
of other paintings

by the same group of artists
you told us about.

Over 700 grand's
worth of business
in the past 18 months.

Forty-seven pictures in total.

Each one of those 47 pictures
was authenticated by someone

at the Northern Art Gallery.

Um...

Look, um... I'm scared, Annie.

Of what?

Gary Morrison.

(CHILDREN
CHATTERING AND LAUGHING)

I'm going to win this time.

What do you want now?

Where's your wife?

Miranda came to
see me this morning.

Miranda is
misguided and confused.

And you sniff that out,
don't you, Paddy?

Like some randy old dog.

-It's what you feed on.
-That's it, Alan.
Get it all out.

All that ordinary bloke envy
and anger and bitterness.

Miranda told me about you
and your daughter.

Ooh, look at you.
All judgemental and outraged.

As if you can
make any difference.

Natural justice is
all superstition,
old son.

Bad stuff happens.
People do bad things.

Sometimes they get punished,
sometimes they don't.

Go on. Prove it.

But if you can't,

I win, you lose, Alan.

(SOFTLY) End of story.

Gary Morrison.

-You sure?
-100%.

How did it work?

Morrison would send me a photo
of a fake done by McMahon.

I'd Photoshop it onto a page
of an old
exhibition catalogue.

Then I'd replace the catalogue
in the file at the gallery.

Oh, so you didn't just
fake the paintings.
You faked the provenance.

(EXHALES)

You and Gary Morrison.

We were at school together.

I hadn't seen him in years

and then, out the blue, I get
a phone call
asking me to help him.

-Why didn't you refuse?
-I was scared, Annie.

The guy's a psycho.
He's killed two people.

Three.

An innocent girl is dead, too.

It was about the money,
wasn't it?

It's all you care about,
isn't it, Mark?

Things. Not people.

(NERVOUSLY) I'm
a material boy.

Call him.

Now!

Get him over here.

Yeah. Gary, it's Mark.

I need to talk to you.
No. Um...

I... I think
the police are onto me.

Yeah,
we'd better shut it down.

Yeah, well, I'm scared, Gary.
I'm really scared.

I need to see you.

Okay, thanks.

He's on his way.

You're an obsessive fantasist
who's stalking him
and harassing him.

Aspern's words, not mine.

You also smacked
him across the chops.

If this goes to court,
your word against Dr Aspern's?

-I don't think so, Alan.
-His wife clearly stated...

His wife is borderline OCD.

She's been diagnosed
with post-natal depression.

The only credible witness
in the case you're alleging,

Christina, is dead.
And since he didn't kill
her,

Patrick Aspern has
no case to answer to.
End of story.

-(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
-Come in.

Sir? This is pretty urgent.

Well, let's hear it, then.

BANKS: Geoff?

I've been trying to get
DS Cabbot on the phone.
She's not picking up.

But she mentioned
about candle residue
at both fire seats.

So, I've been back over
both crime scenes.

I've heard of this before
in cases of arson,

a candle used as
a time-delay device.

The killer knocks his victims
unconscious using Rohypnol,

douses
the place in accelerant,

lights a candle,
knowing it'll burn down

in a set amount of time
and ignite the place,

leaving plenty of time
for him or her to get away.

All alibis for the times
the fire started
are null and void.

Okay. So who've we got?

-Gerry Siddons.
-I'll go bring her in.

-Alan?
-There's someone else.

Mark Keane.

Gary Morrison.

I'll call for backup.

(PANTING)

I, uh...

I quite liked you, you know?

In another life, eh, Annie?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

They're things, not people.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Do what you're told.

Stay there.

(GROANS)

-Going somewhere, Mark?
-Alan.

That's Annie's car.

So where...

Gary Morrison.

(BANKS BREATHING HEAVILY)

Main door.

Mortice to my flat.

It's round the back.

(GRUNTING)

You used
the candle as a time-delay.

You're really going to
take a chance on that?

Hold me here
till backup arrives?

Well, you're a big man.
Yeah,
you can probably take me.

But I will fight you
like wildcat, Alan.

And all that time,
what's Annie
doing up there on her own,

comatosed on Rohypnol?

Frying?

She didn't behave herself.

Neither did Whittaker.

Or McMahon,
and then there's
the other innocent...

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Some girl. I don't care.

It's things. It's not people.

(ENGINE REVVING)

(PANTING)

Oh, come on!

(GRUNTING)

(COUGHING)

Annie!

No, no, no, no, no.

(GRUNTS)

(GASPING)

It's okay, Annie.
It's okay, I've got you.

Okay. Annie?

Come on. Annie?

Annie? Annie?

Annie, come on.
Breathe for me. Come on.

Annie, come on. Breathe.

-Annie?
-(COUGHING)

Okay, okay.
Annie, come on. All right.

Easy. Easy. Easy.

(COUGHING)

(MOBILE RINGING)

(COUGHING)

-Yes, Kevin.
-Sir.

I'm at Christina Aspern's PM.

(SIRENS WAILING)

Right, Kevin. Listen to me.

Let me see.
All right, come on.

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

...at you for
a few hours tonight.

(BABY GURGLES)

Oh, sorry.

Bingo's
cancelled tonight, Paddy.

You been on
the sauce again, Alan?

You've been lying to me.
Both of you.

Patrick loved Christina
the same way he loved you?

That was a lie, wasn't it?

Why would you
do that, Patrick?
Why would you get your wife

to allege that
you sexually abused
your daughter?

Because Miranda
as key witness...

Well,
it's a non-starter, isn't
it?

Because Miranda was jealous
of Christina.

Emotionally unstable.

And because the victim
and the only credible witness

to this alleged crime is
dead,
case doesn't even
go to court, does it?

My inquiry into
your activities
is blocked for good.

(BANKS SCOFFS)

Apart from this.

Christina was working for you.

Getting some admin experience.

I think she got a bit nosey.

Went through medical records.

Obstetrician's case notes
into Miranda's pregnancy.

Recovered from
Christina's clothes,

inside her sleeping bag.

This is why
Christina was arguing
with you on the day she died.

This is why she
was threatening
to report you to the police.

Miranda had a termination

when she was
just 15 years old.

Miranda has always refused
to reveal
the father of that child.

Haven't you, Miranda?

It's in the past.
I've drawn a line under it.

Wait, wait, wait.
Is this you speaking,
or is it Patrick?

Patrick's world,
thinking Patrick's thoughts.

-(BABY CRYING)
-PATRICK: Miranda?

The baby's crying.

"Lie for me, Miranda,
because if I go to prison,

"they'll take the baby away."

No!

-Is that what he's told you?
-Miranda!

Because that's
simply not true.

No one is going to take
your child away from you.

Men like Patrick
control by fear.

Little men.
Preying on
weakness and insecurity.

Manipulating,
controlling, abusing.

You're not 15 any more.

You and Ailsa can
survive without him.

I promise you, Miranda.

You're not going
to lose this baby.

She's mentally unstable!
She's not a fit mother!

-She can't cope!
No one's gonna...
-Patrick...

was the father.

KEVIN: Patrick Aspern,
I'm placing you under arrest

on suspicion of
child sexual abuse.

You do not have
to say anything,
but anything you do say

may be used in
evidence against you.

(SIGHS)

Boss?

I thought they were
keeping you in overnight.

Yeah,
well, I wanted to go home
to my own bed.

Shame you didn't think of
that
when Mark asked you to
stay at his place.

I'm not ill and
they look rubbish.

"Thanks for
saving my life, Alan.
You shouldn't have bothered."

Yeah. Thanks.

Have you got people
on train stations, airports?

Yes, Annie.

-CCTV?
-Yes, Annie.

But Mark Keane, I'm not
very hopeful we'll catch him.

He's young, smart, sharp,
cunning,
charming, good-looking.

Everything you're not?

Including a sociopath.

Mark Keane...

I hate men.