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What do you think?

What is it?

What does it look like?

It's a charm bracelet.

Do you think she'll like it?

Alice, she's your mom.

I've never met her.

It's a bit expensive.

How much?

70 pounds.

Here.

What?

It's her 50th.

You can say it's from both of us.

Alice!

Please don't go!

Alice!

Alice!

Get back in your cars!

Stay in your cars!

Multiple vehicles, people trapped.

Assistance required.

Right there, help's on its way, OK?

Stop that car!

You OK, mate?

Stay there!

Get back in your car!

It's OK.

Paramedics are on their way.

One Diet Coke.

- Thanks. - Cheers.

Cheers.

You don't drink?

Only at weekends.

I thought this was a weekend?

I'm on call till 10.

I've never been out with a policewoman before.

You haven't gone out with me.

Yet.

I was looking forward to the handcuffs.

Oh.

Excuse me.

I'm sorry, I've got to go.

Just like that?

I think it was a mistake, anyway.

Thanks for the drink.

Over there.

She's not moving.

Don't leave me.

She's not moving!

It's OK.

The paramedics are on their way. Don't let her die.

Please.

We're gonna do what we can to help you, all right?

I'll stay-- I'll stay at the car for you, yeah?

You're doing good, mate.

Just stay calm.

Check over there.

I think someone else needs help over there.

Excuse me?

Could you give me an idea how long we're going--

Sir? Are you all right?

I'm all right.

OK, sir-- try not to move.

We'll get someone over to you.

Hello, sir?

Can you hear me?

It's the ambulance service.

Can you hear me?

It's OK.

We're here now. Don't move.

Just stay still.

Inspector Stallwood, ICIT.

I'm heading your way now.

Can you bring me up to speed?

two ambulances and one Met patrol.

Hi, this is Jeffrey.

Sorry I can't get--

.

Copy.

Clear.

Ann Stalwood, chancellor at ICIC.

I'll be taking over.

Who are you?

Constable Clacy, ma'am.

You were the first on the scene?

We were in pursuit of the black BMW

when the accident happened.

Come on.

It'll be all right.

Yes, ma'am.

What have we got?

Southbound, four vehicles, four seriously injured.

Two others escaped major injury.

Northbound, visual only.

Sanjay, my partner, has had to stay

with two of the casualties.

Woman looks very bad, boyfriend's distressed.

How's he doing?

I'm afraid we lost him.

I should send you down, you and your partner.

But you're here, so I may as well use everyone I've got.

- Right. - Please help her!

There's a man injured here.

It's my driver. I think he's trapped.

We should stop at the southbound carriageway.

Lock it down, and get the public back into their vehicles.

Yes, ma'am.

There's a service station up there.

We'll use it as a temporary field hospital.

Anyone that doesn't require immediate hospital treatment,

send them up there.

Pass the word on.

You'll be all right.

No, no, no, no.

Come on, please. Look forward.

Look at the.

OK?

It's my neck.

My back.

Just try to get yourself up.

Please, can you help me?

- Were you one of the drivers? - Yes

You need to stay with your vehicle, sir.

It's my mother in law.

She-- she's hurt.

Um-- OK.

Constable?

Can you wait with this gentleman,

so we can get a paramedic over?

- Yes, ma'am. - I don't know what happened.

I was driving along, everything was OK,

and then suddenly, cars came out of nowhere.

I think she's not breathing.

Is she going to be all right?

She's alive.

Oh, thank God for that.

Gonna put the seat back.

What took you so long?

Traffic.

Yeah, I know.

Gonna need more assistance here.

- You all right? - Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, it all happened just ahead of me, but--

if I was, like, five minutes earlier--

Yeah, I know.

I came back to see if I could help out.

.

Up the steps.

That's it.

Just wait here.

This man needs attention.

How's your breathing?

Yes.

You all right?

I just-- I feel absolutely--

Come and sit down.

Come on.

Come sit down.

Your shoulder looks dislocated.

Yeah, it does.

Done some first aid?

My ex-boyfriend was into rugby.

Used to happen all the time.

The macho type, huh?

Look, can I help?

Hold that.

Just like this?

Yep.

Is this going to hurt?

Naw.

Walk in the park.

Got it?

I thought you said it wouldn't hurt?

Yeah, well, should have asked the paramedic, then, eh?

Yeah.

I'd have lied to him, as well.

We'll get you a sling for that.

You OK?

My name's Jane, by the way.

Hi, Jane.

Hi.

I'm Richard.

I'd love to shake your hand--

Thank you.

You're welcome.

You have that back.

Thank you.

Right, well-- sorry, any time.

I'd better go and help hurt some other people.

How is she?

She's having problems breathing.

Dislocation of clavicle, possible fractured ribs.

Her name's Karen Donnelly.

Here you go.

Thanks.

?

Yes?

I'm Sanjay Gopal.

You said to run a duty?

Go on.

We've got two fatalities, two more critical,

half a dozen walking wounded.

And what's the problem?

One missing.

The driver of the white van home to bed.

Have you checked the service station?

Yes, ma'am.

Well, run the plates and see who owns the vehicle.

to base.

Go ahead.

Yeah, could you do a plate check, please?

He keeps looking in your direction.

Go talk to him.

No.

A good looking man can't keep his hands off you.

Trust me, enjoy it.

Go on.

Have a good evening.

Thank you.

Richard, where are you?

I'm in a service station on the A12.

I've been in an accident.

Oh, my god.

Are you all right?

Yeah, just a few scratches.

Paul's in a bad way, though.

They've had to take him into hospital.

Oh, my god.

Yeah.

Look, they want to keep me here.

Um-- make a statement.

I'm really sorry.

I know how important tonight is to you.

No, no, no.

It doesn't matter.

Just let me know what happens?

Of course.

OK, see you.

Meet this lady here.

Is everybody accounted for?

Just the van driver, ma'am.

The vehicle's registered to a Jeffrey Rampton, Home

to Bed Furniture.

Well, search the whole area.

He could have wandered off.

Be sharp.

Have you got the names of the deceased?

Yes, ma'am.

Sidney Norris and Alice Jackson.

Get onto next of kin.

And I'll need a statement from you..

Everybody OK?

Should be them.

Excuse me.

Remember, be nice.

Sorry to disturb you, sir.

Mr. William Jackson?

Yeah?

I'm afraid I've got some bad news.

There's been an accident on the A12.

Morning.

You're late.

Tell me about it.

And that tie's a bit sad.

Well, who's?

So--

So?

How's it going?

Are you glad to be back?

Yeah.

What are you working on?

Don't want to know.

Come on, tell me.

You see that collision on the news?

The A12?

Looking into that.

Why?

Well, it's complicated.

The Met's involved, and there's lots of questions.

I meant, why you?

Did they ask you to do it?

No.

I volunteered.

Right.

Moving on to the runway

system, that's the A200 push road.

Lane three is closed for barrier repairs.

They're still working on that, it seems.

Now, the traffic lights are out, and--

Well, well, well.

Hey, mate.

Look who they've sent to save the day.

When did you get back?

Yesterday.

What, didn't tell you I was coming?

No, they told me, all right.

I just didn't believe it.

You're looking good, John.

I was sorry to hear about what happened.

Yeah.

got a nerve, putting you in to run the show.

Ah, well, that's not how they see it.

You know, working together, see if we

can sort out what happened.

You mean getting us to save your ass

because the Met's being sued?

Well, you know, what can I tell you, mate?

It's the situation.

There's two, but one might have caused this,

and-- there's the race issue.

The driver was black.

Driver and passenger.

And she's dead, and the father's suing.

Well, we'll do what we can to help.

You know Ann is still here?

Yeah, yeah, I know.

She's the SIO.

She just happened to pick it up.

She was on call.

You know how it works.

Yeah. I need a statement.

Well, want to go through?

You going to be all right?

Here we are.

Cup of coffee? Yeah.

Cheers.

Ann.

John.

Let's start the briefing.

As far as we can tell, the accent started here,

initially with two vehicles--

a bronze Rover 800, driven by Sidney Norris, and a red Ford

car, driven by Karen Donnelly.

The Rover swerved, and the car made direct impact.

Is there any reason why he might have lost control?

No.

As yet unexplained.

Then a white van driving at speed in the outside lane

tries to avoid these two vehicles,

and ends up crossing the central reservation.

Making the whole thing worse.

Exactly.

The van was registered to a furniture business in Reading.

Missing driver?

Probably been drinking, panicked, and tried

to avoid being breathalyzer.

Black BMW.

Alice Jackson, one of the casualties.

She died instantly.

She was being driven by her boyfriend, Gareth Clay.

Now in Hospital

According to the statement from your Met boys,

he was doing 83, and they were in pursuit.

Panic?

It looks like that.

Next, Richard Reeves, silver Mercedes.

Chauffeur still in the hospital, followed by a blue Volvo,

driven by Brian Edwards.

He was traveling with his mother-in-law.

How's she?

She's bad, but he walked away with cuts and bruises.

What in the statements?

Nothing substantial.

They mainly contradicted each other.

Much use as a chocolate fire guard.

We also got the electronic data recorder from your boy's car,

but that's screwed, too. Why?

What's the problem?

God knows.

Faulty chip.

We're going to try and take it apart, and retrieve

some info in the backup memory, but it could take a few days.

OK.

If you want to visit the site, let me know.

I'll get my boys to close it down for you.

OK.

So where do you want to start?

I'm sorry.

It's been a year, John.

You've blanked me for a year.

Well, I had a lot on my plate.

You know how it was.

What, I was the one problem too many?

Come on, I said I was sorry.

What more do you want?

I could have been there for you.

I could have helped.

Well, I-- I just didn't know what to do, and I

didn't know what to tell Joe.

Perhaps you could have tried the truth?

Right.

One of us could ask to get reassigned.

Well, don't look to me for that.

This is my case, I'm gonna see it through.

If you want to get reassigned, then that's up to you.

I didn't think so.

Let's just get on with the job.

I don't have to talk you, do I?

Why wouldn't you want to?

I know why you're here.

We just want to find out what happened.

You want to tell me it's my fault. Well, it wasn't.

You were speeding.

That's what they say.

I was doing 80, if that.

There were lots of people going faster.

Do you remember the collision?

No.

Not really.

Oh, shit.

It all happened so quickly.

Saw them in the mirror, they put their lights on.

They scared the hell out of me.

You panicked?

No.

What were you supposed to do?

If you're doing 80 miles per hour, and suddenly

you've got flashing lights in your eyes.

I didn't even see the van.

It was their fault.

You haven't met Alice's father?

Came to see me in the hospital.

First time we'd ever met.

And?

I don't think I was ever his favorite person.

And after what happened--

He blamed you?

He blamed view.

Your lot.

You only picked on us because we were black.

You know what I mean.

What would you call a young black guy in a BMW?

Tatget.

Target.

Excuse me?

Could you help me, please?

Are you all right?

Yeah.

My name's Karen Donnelly.

I was there-- the crash.

The red Ford car.

There is something I do need most urgently.

I've left it in the back seat.

Don't worry, Miss Donnelly.

Your car will be safe.

It's been impounded by the police.

No, you don't understand.

I've got to have it here with me.

What is it you're missing?

An envelope.

I left it in the back of a car.

It's a private matter.

It's very, very important to me.

I've got to have it with me here.

There you are, Miss Donnelly.

What are you doing out of bed?

We'll go over and take a look for you, if you like.

Yeah-- my keys.

Can you get my keys? I'm sorry.

She's not meant to be out.

Just get my keys.

We'll see what we can do.

Yeah.

That's great, thanks.

They got Gopal and Clacy in.

You want me to come?

No.

Probably better if I do this one on my own.

They might see you as the enemy.

Don't you all?

Bingo, there's one.

BMW, 83.

Must be my birthday.

I reckon it was more like 85.

Put the lights on and went after him.

How long were you behind them?

Couldn't be more than a minute or so.

Then suddenly, there was a white van

ramming across the carriageway.

The driver, Gareth Clay, hit head on.

And that was it.

Cars smashing into each other left, right, and center.

Alan was driving.

He managed to swing us out of harm's way.

We were lucky-- bloody lucky.

It was carnage out there.

You talk to Gareth?

Yeah.

You OK, mate?

- She's not moving! - It's OK.

Listen.

He was dazed.

Didn't even know what was happening?

His girlfriend was a bit of a mess.

It's OK.

Don't worry, I'm here.

The engine had stalled, but the radio was blaring.

And the air conditioning still on full blast,

so I leaned in and turned it all off.

Was the window shattered?

No, the panel was crumpled, but the window was open.

And the air conditioner was on?

It was like a fridge in there.

You know, I stayed with him until the paramedics

got him out.

And now he's blaming us.

Yeah, I heard.

Calling us racists.

We couldn't even see the driver from where we were sitting.

We get suspended from duty, and some old bastard

tries suing us.

That's the girl's father you're talking about.

Yeah, and my heart bleeds, but it wasn't our fault.

You listen to me, constable--

Alice Jackson was 23 years old.

She was his only daughter, and now she's dead.

So you show a wee bit of fucking respect.

Sir.

Karen.

What-- what are you doing here?

Thought we could pop around the corner for a drink.

But wouldn't it be better to do it in the office?

No, it's crazy in there.

Evening deadlines.

Anyway, we'll get more privacy in the pub.

Come on.

Thank you.

You OK?

No.

Not if you want the truth.

Ever since we've met, it's been one thing after another,

hasn't it?

You're having second thoughts?

Oh, and third thoughts.

Just so, we're going ahead with it, right?

I'm here, aren't I?

You're making the right decision.

Well, that's easy for you to say.

You get your story, print your headlines, and you move on.

That's not what this is about.

You know that.

This is the file name.

Locust.

Does it mean anything to you?

No.

Well, maybe that should tell you something in itself.

It'll be on the hard drive.

You get it.

And then?

Well, maybe we can meet back here tomorrow.

I can meet you here, say, 7:00.

They're gonna know it was me.

Listen, after the weekend, it's not going to matter.

Sunday, we go to press.

Monday, HTC Chemicals will shut down,

and your boss will be on his way to jail.

Why did you choose me?

Why not someone else?

If there was any other way, I would have taken it.

But there isn't anyone else.

Print off a cop.

That way, they can't trace it back to you.

It's good to see you, my dear.

You've obviously had a busy weekend.

Well, I had nothing else planned.

On a Friday evening?

Don't even go there.

Would have thought your day would have been

booked up weeks in advance.

Ah.

I'm getting out, you know?

You're not serious?

Three more months.

It's all planned.

Pension, retirement.

I'm moving to the Channel Islands.

Sark.

Sark?

No cars Sark.

It'll be heaven.

Has Karen Donnelly's car been cleared?

- The Ford? - Yeah.

Full working order.

Or it was.

We've got nothing on it.

She left an envelope in the back seat.

She asked us to collect it?

How strange.

I thought you'd be here about the Volvo.

Brian Edwards?

He walked away.

Passenger in critical.

Yeah, it was his mother-in-law, Joyce Thompson.

Was she wearing a seat belt?

Well, it seems not.

But I've asked the hospital to send me

over the details of her injuries,

and the clothes she was wearing.

There.

That what you wanted?

Yes.

You know, I shouldn't really release this.

It should be bagged up and listed.

And then lost by some bloody fool in the back office.

But here's this.

Thank you.

You're not really moving to Sark, are you?

Well, it's a thought.

Cheers.

This is the address in here.

Witness statement from Karen Donnelly.

She saw Sidney Norris just before the crash.

And?

And according to her, he was gesticulating

at another driver.

Gesticulating?

Her word.

Shaking his fist, as though he was annoyed about something.

And something else.

It's not Norris, it's Morris.

Is that a mistake at DVLA?

Not a deliberate one.

We checked his national insurance.

Sidney Morris, not Sidney Norris.

It's a simple way to change his identity.

But why bother?

Here you are.

Karen Donnelly's envelope.

Thanks.

You gonna open it?

Didn't you?

It's none of my business.

Exactly.

Ann, could you find out what you can about Sidney Morris?

Sure.

I think it's about time I took a look at the road.

Excuse me, can I help you?

Um-- yeah.

I'm here to see Karen Donnelly.

I'm afraid she's not well enough to see anyone today.

Yeah, I know.

I'm her brother, and we're all terribly worried about her.

I just-- I just want to see her for two minutes.

OK.

Karen, it's me.

James.

Listen, I'm so sorry.

Are you OK?

There was an accident.

Yeah, I know.

I know.

I was waiting for you.

I was worried sick.

And when you didn't show up, I thought--

What?

Listen, did you get it?

Where is it?

The police have it.

I asked them to get it for me.

The police?

The accident-- I don't know what happened.

All right, listen to me.

Listen, right-- I can handle this.

I can handle this.

But you've just got to tell me where it is.

Chocolates,?

Yeah.

Thanks.

Have to admit, the secretary sent those.

Think she could have found a bigger box.

Well, if you need time, take it.

You know your job's waiting for you.

Actually, sir, I don't think I'll be coming back.

Oh.

I've been talking with the wife,

and I think it is probably time I called it a day.

Because of the accident?

It makes you think.

Well, I was in the car, too.

What were they trying to tell me?

Yes, I was out in the..

Look, I can't stay.

I've got to get to work.

Oh, this will be worth being two minutes late for, trust me.

Guess what I've got here?

What have you got there?

Dates for the wedding.

I know, it's great, isn't it?

Now, we were lucky, because they had a couple of cancellations.

You all right?

Yeah, yeah.

Fine. You sure?

Mhm.

Because you haven't been yourself since that pileup.

Oh, it's just playing on my mind, that's all.

Well, you can think about the wedding.

You know, cheer you up. Take your mind off it.

So, the 12th of September or the 3rd of October?

12th of September?

Dave, that's in two weeks.

Look, I think-- No, you're right.

You're right.

It's-- it's not enough time.

No.

October it is, then.

I'll call them and let them know.

I love you. I'll see you later.

Dave--

Right, this is the Volvo.

Brian Edwards and his mother-in-law, Joyce Thompson.

Richard Reeves and driver, Paul Harris.

The first point of impact was here, when Karen

Donnelly hit Sidney Norris.

The van hit the back of her vehicle,

went over the crash barrier, and ended up

on the northbound carriageway.

The van ended up here, driven by the missing Daniel Rampton.

And the collision point with the BMW was here.

Gareth Clay, Alice Jackson.

They should have been able to--

do something.

Slow down, or stop.

Slow reactions.

What did you say?

What?

Just now, about--

slow reactions.

Oh, shit.

What are you looking for?

You searched this whole area?

Of course.

And what about right up here?

10 meters either side, quarter of a mile down.

We've got it all bagged up.

Kit Kat wrappers, chewing gum, the works.

Fine.

You OK?

Yeah, I'm all right.

Get what you want?

Yeah, I think so.

You'd better get him a coffee.

You look like shit.

It's good to see you.

And just for the record, there was 100 times

when I wanted to call you.

Yeah, but you didn't, did you, John?

So you seeing Andy?

Sorry, it's none of my business.

You're right, it's none of your business.

Coffee's on me.

Come on.

Oh, hello.

I think your admirer's back.

What's he doing here?

Well, I'll bet you a fiver he's not here to see me,

so I'm just going to go over and make myself busy.

Cindy.

Come back.

Hey.

How are you?

Didn't expect to see you back here.

How's your shoulder?

Well, it's better now.

It's not poking out my body at 90 degrees.

Yeah, well, you do look a little less like an extra

from a horror film.

Thank you.

So what can I get you?

Do you want to eat?

Would you be offended if I said no?

No.

I'd think you had some taste buds.

Does tend to be what people do when they come here, though.

Well, actually, I came here to see you.

Me?

To thank you for helping me the other day.

It's just all in the line of duty

for a hardworking waitress.

I noticed you didn't leave a tip, though.

Well, perhaps you can let me repay you

by taking you out for a drink?

Oh, no, it's not necessary.

Come on, I'll take you anywhere you want.

Anywhere?

You name it.

Well, there's this restaurant at the top of the Eiffel Tower

I quite fancy going to. OK.

You're on.

Wha-- you don't know me.

No, that's true.

That's true, I don't know you.

You all right?

What's this, then?

It's on loan from.

What, they let you take it out?

No, they weren't happy.

That's it.

Is that what I think it is?

It is.

Well, will be delighted.

Yeah, the girl's father.

Well, someone's got to tell him.

Thanks.

She was so beautiful, you know?

I used to lie awake sometimes, and just watch her sleeping.

There was something about her.

Don't think I'll ever meet another girl like her.

I'm sorry.

Funeral's tomorrow?

Yeah.

She always did want me to meet the family.

But you met her father?

He came to the hospital.

He told you what to say.

No?

With the police car chasing you, making you panic.

I told the truth.

Look, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for your loss and what you've been through,

but I can't let you do it.

What?

This won't go to court.

I found out.

What is it?

You know what it is.

I love this song.

I tell you, for a woman studying to be a lawyer,

you sure know about breaking the law.

That is the best reason to study it.

Makes it easy to break.

Yeah.

Well, don't get too stoned.

I don't want to be the one trying to explain

to your parents that spaced out grin on your face

when you've been smoking.

Yeah.

If he knew I smoked this stuff, he'd go ballistic.

How do you know?

Because I'm a policeman.

When the accident happened, the air conditioning was on full.

So why would the windows be open?

Because you opened the window to throw it out.

Oh, shit.

Get rid of it.

Get rid of it!

Just get it out of the car!

It's the joint you were sharing

when the police car tagged you.

I didn't want to sue anyone.

It was Alice's dad.

I can understand that. He's upset.

Yeah.

Yeah.

There's a lot of people upset, Gareth.

including the policeman that stayed

with you the whole time while they cut you out of the car.

What could I do?

When he came to the hospital, he--

Alice was everything to him.

She was his life.

What was I supposed to tell him?

You could have told him the truth.

What?

That the nice girl who was studying law,

and who was going to have this big career,

wasn't home because she preferred

hanging around with me?

And liked smoking weed?

Yeah, OK.

It would kill him.

OK.

Look-- I don't care what you tell him, but this is over.

Do you understand?

Aw, shit, the envelope.

I'm looking for Karen Donnelly.

I'm afraid you just missed her.

Sorry?

She's gone.

She discharged herself.

But I thought she was too ill to be moved?

She is.

She should have been here a few more days.

Well, what, did she just walk out?

No.

Her friends helped her.

What friends?

Two men.

I didn't hear their names.

But you might still catch them.

They only left a minute ago.

Hey!