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'After months of nothing happening,
someone found me.'
It's all right,
you're breathing
'Did you like the flower?'
Are you going to be
my partner or my enemy?
Do you remember where you were
the day she crashed?
She's not died, yet this is 1982.
I want the man who
murdered my officer.
Are you Kevin Hales?
We're arresting you for
the *** of Sean Irvine.
I'm just a pebble on a beach.
We are everywhere, everywhere.
Somebody may want us to think
that Hales was working alone.
I think we'd better clear up this
misunderstanding at once.
Shut the door, Gene.
Don't I know you?
Molly?
Female, bullet wound to the head.
That's ten litres of blood
We've got to stem the bloodOh, God Hello, let me in!
Come on, Alex. Ma'am?
Shaz. Key to this door?
Did you hear them talking?
-Not really, no.
It was me!
They're talking about me!
How could I forget that?
My mum says I've got
a head like a sieve.
And I've got a head
with a bullet in it.
What if I start
forgetting where I'm from
and then forget I've forgotten,
Shaz? I can't forget.
Ma'am. The Guv's
been calling for you. Loudly.
Pupils are fixed and fully dilated.
Getting nothing from her
That's it, let's administer
phenylisopropylamine.
Put a line in
Then we'll go get a bacon sarnie,
yeah? Bloody ravenous.
JustJust don't give up on me!
Please don't.
Keep fighting for me.Fighting for you?
More like fighting over you,
darling.
Molly!
Operation Burning Ring! Tip off!
Tasty as Jane Fonda in a bap!
Get in, Bols!
Get in!
RADIO: Guv, the driver of
For God's sake, slow down!
Take it easy on the corner, Guv
Don't tell me how to drive!
This motor's more a part of
me than my own ball sack!
MUSIC: "The Back Of Love"
by Echo And The Bunnymen
Something's wrong.
Something's wrong with him,
he's barely conscious.
He's heading for the gypsy camp.
Don't try and ram him.
'My name is Alex Drake.
I've been shot and that bullet
has taken me back in time.
'Now I'm lost in 1982.
'And all I can do is fight
and search and stay alive.
'Because somehow
I will find a way home.'
That is one smashed up gypo!
I think he's dead.
Maybe you shouldn't have rammed him.
Death of a Princess.
I'm 90% certain he was on something.
Only 90%? How frightfully modest.
Camp looks cheery this morning.
Is there a musical called
"Paint Your Wagon ***-Coloured"?
No-one touch him. Let me see!
Oh, look at this,
a gyppo in brogues.
I'm a GP.
He's dead. So five years
of medical school paid off then?
This man is Jed Wicklow, correct?
He was running a
car-ringing operation.
I suppose you lot weren't aware of
that cos you're so law-abiding(?)
Yes. We are.
We can't move the body
until forensics get here.
Why? He crashed, end of.
Because he was under the influence.
I'm under the influence right now.
We need to secure the crash scene.
This man died in complicated
circumstances.
He rolled over. You killed him!
Guv.
Ray, I want a barrel-load of plod.
You, verify cause and time.
Stay with the body
until we find a slab for it.
Nothing to see. Move on.
Well, something to see,
but you can't bloody see it!
Back! Back?
Hey, these people trust you?Yes.
Good, then so do I. Can you
ask them to step away, please?
Terry, please
Just try to keep people
away and somebody get
a sheet to cover him up.
Guv doesn't have to say
he rammed the Princess.
He could say Jed
was pissed and lost control.
We could back him up.Suppose. Mess though.
Nobody should lie
about what happened.
An accident occurred and our
chief suspect was killed.
That affects our investigation and
it should, affect our consciences.
Quite right. That's how
I want this force to operate.
We get the facts straight,
decide where the blame lies.
If it lies with us,
we acknowledge it - publicly.
Any ID on the Princess?
We haven't run a check.
We didn't think it was a priority.
Everything is a priority
all of the time.
We do know how to be thorough
when the mood takes us, sir.
Well, of all the great career moves
in all the world,
I'm glad I got to see the worst.
Classic timing, ma'am.
I don't need to take a
career lecture from you, Carling.
You were talking about
a cover-up just now.
Thing is, if we're doing all this
whiter than white stuff,
the Guv's gotta hold
his hands up to dangerous driving.
It'll be fine.
You don't know that. Yes, I do.
I didn't say come.
I'm a modern girl,
I come when I need to.
What sort of statement
will we issue to the press?
This was a major car-theft racket
with two grands' worth
of motor stolen every week.
Complex re-spray and fencingI realise it's a coup,
but it's still a hot potato.
I appreciate this thing happens.
Wicklow could have crashed anyway,
he was so out of it,
I'm not laying blame.
You're laying blame the same way a
two-bit *** lays stockbrokers.
All right, Gene. I know where
you're coming from, Inspector.
Operation Burning Ring
ended in a nasty mess,
but it could've been worse.
A hell of a lot worse.
I've seen good coppers
crucified for stuff like this.
In fact, DCI Hunt's a hero.
What? Wicklow was out of control.Yeah?
Which is why he would haveWhat "kiddy"?
I've spoken to them personally.
A witness who said there was
a child standing directly in
the path of the Princess.
He could've hit that child.I don't recall a kiddy.
It must've been on your blind-side.
Good grief, I feel
like Richard Nixon.
The press hounds will love it.
Prompt action saves the day.
Well done, everyone.
Well done, Gene.
We can still prove Jed
Wicklow had drugs in his system
Thank you very much, sir.
Well done, lads.
Sir.
You really do want every little
box ticked don't you?
You want to meet the child?
Putting the child to one side,
it's about Kevin Hales
I can hardly bear to hearSuspected cop-killer.
Suspect? He confessed.
Or was forced to confess.
Yeah, sorry, you put in a
request about him yesterday
and I didn't get back to you.
When Kevin was arrested he was
bewildered.
I'd just like another
chance to talk to him.
You want to talk to that
piece of dirt, fine and dandy.
I thought you'd got
enough on your plate.
I want to talk to Kevin Hales.
You can't leave things alone,
can you?
Pick, pick, pickety-pick.
I was trying to help you.
We could have sorted this
car crash without resorting to
To what, Bols?
To whatever methods you
have now decided to run with.
A quick reminder, I am one of
the good guys and you are on my side.
This isn't my side.You saying you're not a good cop?
I'm saying I know where I belong.
As for Kevin Hales,
drop it like it was hot ***.
Ta much-ly.
This operation has been conducted
over a period of months
utilising the resources
of three divisions.
But thanks to the diligence
of DCI Hunt and his team,
not to mention some frankly
heroic driving today,
not only has the chief architect
of the car-ring been
put out of action,
but DCI Hunt himself prevented
the man from running over a child.
The government called the
sinking of the General Belgrano
an uncalled for act of aggression
We're really giving
those Argies some ***.
Those "Argies" are probably not
even professional soldiers, Ray.
It's a conscription army.
Do you have any idea how
young some of them are?
If they're old enough to bleed
then they're old enough.
Shouldn't even be on our soil.
Pictures, right? No, come on.
Pictures. Me and Shaz. Just
I'm waiting for the right time.How much did500.
A monkey?! She's worth it.
Ray, a quick word.
We've got a problem down
at the gypsy camp.
Chris. Kevin Hales. ***.
Where's he on remand? Dunno.
***.
Stop saying bastardWilco.
I'll be at the morgue.
I want to find out what
Jed Wicklow had in his system.
Ma'am?
Body never even got there.
Gypsy Creams nicked it.
Dead suspicious if you ask me.
I'm not asking you.Could be the best solution.
What do you mean?
Body vanishes, so does the enquiry.
I'll pretend you didn't say that.
Fine, tell them if they can help us
with our investigations,
we'll sacrifice a dozen
chickens to one of their gods.
Thieving swines, they are.
Oi. I happen to be part
Romany on my mum's side.
News to you that. Bunch of pikeys
protecting one of their own.
Protecting their own?
Well, we can't have that can we?
We're going down there now.If we must.
So, she asked pointlessly,
does this department have
a Romany liaison officer?
Yes. But he got kicked out for
*** in the basin and getting
one of the sniffer dogs pregnant.
I'm promoting you toSuper-duper.
Why don't you let me handle this?
You with a bunch
of gyppos on your own?
They'll make a rabbit-trap
out of your knickers.
You don't have to Don't trust me?
Right, we want
the body of Jed Wicklow.
You are interfering with
a police investigation.
That is a criminal offence.
Some think us being born
is an offence.
Oh, please, give me a break.
You want some respect,
why don't you try something radical,
like getting a job
and paying taxes?
Oi! Doctor.
What the hell's going on?
You're responsible for that body.
They took the body and
I wasn't going to stop them.
What they gonna do, eat it?
I'm sorry, but you have
to respect other cultures.
Mr Hunt, please be reasonable
Why shouldn't I arrest you
for obstructing my investigation?
Can we shake?
Please. No hard feelings.
All square.
Guv! Over here! Quick!
What are you lot doing?
Burning evidence?
Shaz says it's part of
their tradition,
burn the deceased's belongings.
How convenient.
Hey, Guv
..amphetamines.
Speed. Enough to make
Wicklow a dealer.
Yeah, unless he was
organising a rave.
A raving what? We've found him.
Savages.
Move away, come on, leave it!
Step back, from the body.
Step back, please.
Step back.Come on, move away.
Put that down. Step back, please.
Do you come here a lot?Since last winter, yeah.
Locals thought they had TB,
which they didn't.
They aren't allowed to
register at the surgery.
So I help as often as I can.
Someone has to.
You must have had a shock
today with the crash
Jedwas my boyfriend.
Jed was about more than
stolen motors, wasn't he?
We're talking drugs and lots of them.
I want to know who else was involved.
Can you carry on elsewhere?
Alva is grieving.
I don't think so preggy Sue,
you're coming with us.
In fact, you all are.
Chris, Ray round them all up
and get them down the station,
the lot of them.
Can I have those waiting
to be interviewed on this side,
please, this side?
Those being interviewed,
follow the officer who's seeing you.
Those who have been interviewed,
sit tight.
Lucky heather, sir?
I'm sorry, dear.
We've just ID'd the Austin PrincessIt's mine.
It was stolen. I didn't tell
the police because I knew it
was someone from the camp and
They get enough grief.
You care about them, don't you?
After I got divorced
Actually there is no "after",
you just get divorced for ever,
of course.
I was on my own.
Didn't like the empty hours
Figured I might make myself useful.
I suppose I've become a bit absorbed.
Their lives and problems,
helps you forget about your own.
Well, that can happen. Ma'am.
Chris? Hey what's with the old
Lucky, isn't it? Can't hurt.
Look at her.
Doesn't look lucky, does she?
Not wearing the heather though,
is she?
OK.
You asked about that
*** cop-killer Kevin Hales.
Can't find a trace of him.
Not at Pentonville or the Scrubs.
He might've been farmed out.
Coppers inside are high-risk.
Don't you find that suspicious?Just a balls-up.
Here's the toxic report on
the little blue pills in Jed's boot.
Amphetamines? Speed, yeah.
That's a fair bet that he was
dealing. These are Class A drugs.
Somebody here must know
something about them. Good.
You're not in trouble, love.
We just want you to tell
us about Jed Wicklow.
The way he crashed.
When this one rammed into him?
We have reason to believe
he was under the influence.
He was a drinker and a fighter.
And an enemy of my people.
How?
Because he was everything
that people think we are.
I've watched him
pollute our young men.
Getting them on to drugs.
Little pillsSHE INHALES SHARPLY
Was he a user? No.
He was too fly for that, dear.
But he was on something
in that car this morning?
Come on, love,
we're not at the bloody fair.
This one I have never seen.
Look out, Bols, some dark
handsome stranger on his way.
Well, he's tall.
Some might say handsome. Some
might say the devil made flesh.
You've been taken away from a child.
Far away.
But you fight,
you always fight to get back.
Yeah. Her face
I can't
Sometimes I can't see her face.
Someone is stopping
you from getting home?
Yes, it's somebody I have to fight.
Well, this is a magical ride
to the wrong side of the wardrobe.
Time is short.
The lifeline
..is
How is the lifeline fading?
Don't tell me you buy into all this
crap, Inspector? I do.
You? You I wish to read for.
Read a magazine. I'm busy.
What's with the heebie-jeebies?
Just forget it.
I need a drink.
You're taking this too
bloody personally.
Jed Wicklow was a drug dealer
and now he is a dead drug dealer.
String up the bunting,
one more off the streets.
Soon as we find out if he had
accomplices, we can ship all this
lot back to shanty town.
You don't believe all
that voodoo nonsense, do you?
I would suggest you keep that
pretty little head of yours
in the real world, Drake.
Hmm, but what if there is more
than one real world?
Excuse me.
I'm tired and you people are doing
my head in. We're calling it a day.
Your fate is connected
with the fate of many others.
Suppose so, I'm a copper.
Get your coat.
What sign are you? Serpico.
The Hanged Man tells me that
you have power, power that you
will soon be forced to give up.
Cold day in hell when that happens,
Grandma. Coat.
You will give up yourA what?
A Tyler.
Tyler?!
Ray, a word. I need Battleford.
Talking of the good doctor,
you were asking about
the autopsy on the Austin?
This is the juicy bit.
Where is he?
On his way out. Nice.
Dr Battleford.
I'm taking Alva home.
It's very interesting,
how you've managed
to answer all of our questions
while saying absolutely nothing.I'm not with you.
Viv, could you make sure AlvaOf course, ma'am.
Come on, sweetheart.
You never told us that
the stolen car was yours
until we brought it up.
I didn't want you
thinking badly
Did you know the brakes
were cut on your car?
The car Jed Wicklow was killed in.Cut brakes?
This is ridiculous! As if I don't
have enough to deal with in my life.
I am going through
a vicious divorce. OK? Vicious.
And now you're saying, what?
That I'm a suspect in Jed's ***?!
You stood by while they
hid the body. That suit you?
This is just lazy, Inspector.
But then again, what
should one expect from the Met?
I've just told Dr Battleford that
the brakes were cut on his car
and he has expressedHow should I react?
Well, a normal reaction could be,
"What if I had been driving?"
Or maybe "Somebody was tryingCod psychology now?
Psychiatry, actually. Psychology.
***. And not in the least bit cod.
Doesn't matter, it isn't true.
Mr Hunt, can I just
I think you knowI think you're right.
No needThere may be every need.
Take a seat please, Doctor.I've told you, I'm a decent chap.
A square sort of bloke. Are you?
Are you a square sort of bloke?
You must be Surely.
Oh, he's square and on the level.
Aren't you, DCI Hunt?
OK.
Excuse me, sir.
Sure.
I think we need a chat.
You're all in it together,
aren't you? Rotten to the core.
Come on!
Someone invent drag and drop?!
Ma'am Knock, Shaz!
KNOCK ON DOOR
Ma'am, is it OK if I head off home?
I am not on their side.
I'm on that side.
And I am fighting there!
Shaz, I can't forget
that this is the wrong side.
I will not be drawn into his
fetid little world.
What was it? It was a message.
But you can't get
messages on computers.
Just, just go home.
Are you sure you're Just get out!
Shaz, I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Glad you could make it, Gene.
I've been known to meet in
a public house and be quite happy.
I like it here.
Like a cocoon.
No outside world
just friends and whatever friends
or brothers, care to discuss.
I know that business with
the handshake threw you.
Pretty soon it won't.
All clubs have their idiosyncrasies.
Our club is no different.
Battleford.
Some local doc?
Not really killer material, is he?
Not with a field full
of gypsies to put in the mix.
They're gunning for us, Mac.
They find a flaw they're
going to rip us wide open.
You seen this super glue
stuff on the telly?
Bonds anything, they reckon.
Fella stuck to a board,
swinging from a helicopter
Amazing.
We need to be super glue.
And there are ways of doing that.
Your predecessor
DCI Garrett didn't understand that.
I don't want to see
your chair vacant.
I don't want to see
you end up like Garrett.
You know what you have to do.
Join the club?
Show me you are with us.
We have to stick together.
Well, we will in this heat.
So we're settled then?
Done.
I have to warn you,
I'm not very good in clubs.
Serving a lifetime
ban from the Scouts.
I'll notify the lodge.
The more they try to break us
the stronger we become.
Super glue.
MUSIC: "Tempted"
by Squeeze
Everywhere I look there's
a cover-up.
Lies. Deception.
I've lost perspective,
Luigi, I've lost track
of where I'm from, where I belong.Senorina Drake,
you drink so much.
I can't see her face any more.
I can't see her.
The guv he wants me to belong.
I mustn't.
I mustn't, whatever this place is,
I can't stay in it.
But I don't know how to get home.
I do.
But I can't afford it.
If I don't fight this
corruption then I'll never get home.
So I take on them on, all of them.
Because I tell you, Luigi,
I tell you, one day I will go home.
You wait.
I always wait.
I am a waiter.
MUMBLES: I mustn't forget.
I mustn't forget her.
DISTORTED VOICE
I'm not forgetting anything.
The lifeline
How can it be fading?
The devil made flesh.
You're on our side now.
You're one of us now, Gene.
Square and on the level.
Shut the door, Gene.
He's square and on the level.
Shake. Shake hands. Mr Hunt.
What are you doing?
Ma'am, pathological report
on Jed Wicklow.
It's pathology. I said that. Ha!
Jed died of an overdoseSleeping pills?
Yes, a panacea of desperate
housewives not gypsy drug dealers.
Who would have a ready supply
of those to hand?
Who you phoning, ma'am?
Dr Battleford, please?
DI Drake, Fenchurch East CID.
Can't see a GP beingWhy? Cos he votes SDP?
He's not?
Fine, do you know when he'll
be back. OK, thank you, bye.
He's there. He's avoiding us.
Chris, I want you to go down to
the surgery and find Battleford.
Don't let him fob you off.
I want to see what he says
about the prescription drugs
in Jed Wicklow's system.
He'll say he doesn't know anything.
Well, apply some pressure. Shall I tell the, Guv?
You know, I think we should
keep this between us.
We're both grown-ups after all.
Wilco.
Hey, are you able
to talk to me about Jed, Alva?
Do you want to go and play?
Did Jed give you those bruises?
I'm not sorry he's dead.
I tried talking to him and he'd cry
an' that and tell me he was sorry.
"I'll look after you, Alva."
Then it'd start again.
I weren't worried for me though.
It was Cathy and Billy.
Cathy and Billy? Cathy if it's
a girl, Billy if it's a boy.
I know he's been kind but is there
anything I should know
about Dr Battleford?
He helps us here.
I know. I need him,
for the baby's sake if nothing else.
You got kids. You know what I mean.Yes, I have,
a daughter, Milly. Molly!Well, make up your mind.
It'sit's Molly I love it here.
Jed's gone now. Don't spoil it.
Leave us alone.
Alva?
***!
We missed them.
They were right under our noses.
Battleford was giving
sleeping tablets to Alva
and toxicology found it
in Jed Wicklow's system.
NEWS: 'A Type-42 Destroyer
was attacked
'and hit late this afternoon'
Go on.
What if Alva drugged Jed
to stop him hitting her?
What if she gave him too much?
Battleford was prescribing
Alva the drugs, he hated Jed,
what if he said to Alva
The wrong path. Why?
Alva was beaten by Jed.
She could have killed him. Simple as
that. Then we arrest them both,
and cross-interview. At least
he must be an accessory.
Start with the girl.
Protect Battleford?! Please don't!
Guv? You should see this.
The Sheffield's going down.
You telling me this is the work ofYou know what?
Those Argies should just scram,
cos we're gonna waste them.
Mac's really got a hold on you,
hasn't he?
Oh, shut it!
You've closed down a whole line
of enquiry just to keep on side
with him. Thick as thieves.
Will you get Alva,
or will I do it myself?
You're a rotten man.You leave Battleford out of this.
It's too late.
He's already on his way in.
You're wasting your time, Drake.
And you're letting me down, Guv.
You all right, Guv?
Who are you, Marjorie Proops?
This is harassment.
No, sir, if we were harassing you,
you'd know about it.
The sleeping pills WereShe had rather a lot of them.
I didn't see what she did with them,
I just prescribed them.
Did you prescribe any
to Jed Wicklow?
Jed didn't suffer from anxiety,
he just caused it.
My patient was Alva.
I assumed she was taking the
tablets as instructed. Wasn't she?
Those tablets are what killed him.
Oh, dear.
I know Alva wouldn't
intentionally harm anyone.
Can't you leave that
young girl alone, Inspector?
Our boys are there fighting
for all that's sovereign,
and back home,Just shut it, Sergeant.
Well?
I'm protecting Battleford?
You're protecting the girl.
You're not even pushing
for the truth.
Explain it to me because I'm
struggling to understand this.
Oxtail's out of the drinks machine.
What?! New initiative. Oxtail is now
deemed "incommensurate with standards
of public health in the workplace."
A hot cow's ***
isn't my idea of a power drink.
Oxtails been on the go
as long as I've been in the Force.
If you're knackered, it tricks you
into thinking you've had a hot meal.
We've strayed from the issue.No. They are trying to change
everything.
It might not be perfect but it works.
What is the matter with trying to
improve the system? Corruption
Corruption? DI Drake, have you just
accused me of being corrupt?
You're scared.
You're scared of change.
I've always followed my own lights
to keep the streets safe.
Give me the tools, I will do the job.
But do not watch me work because
it is not for the faint-hearted.
You're the thin blue line, Gene,
I know.
But I saw you let somebody
off the hook because of the way
they shook your hand.
Did you though, Bols?
Well, what did I see?Whatever it was,
if you don't like it, don't watch.
Please let me in. No.
Talk to me.
Trust me.
# Maybe you'd like to give me
# Only for one night
# And a taste of honey
# Oh, little girl
# In that case
# I do believe that that
# So if you feel
# If you got the notion#
Fancy a bite? Curry?
I'm bushed.
Just wanna go home and watch Fame.
Chris, please stop waggling yourself
when you're talking to me.
They're moving 'em on soon.CHEERING
Whose orders? Council's.
Some caravan act.
About time. Hand it back to honest,
tax-paying folk.
If they're drafting in any muscle,
I'm well up for it.
Shaz has blown me out.Yeah, well, lucky you.No - blown me OUT.
I dunno when I'm gonna pop
the bloody question. Pint?
No, not tonight.
'Hello?'
DCI Garrett?
'Nobody calls me that any more.
'Who the hell's this?'
Gene Hunt.
'Hunt?
'Ah, my replacement.'
What's the weather like in Margate?
'Blinding.'
Why'd you leave, Garrett?
You were gone inside a week.
'I suddenly had an urge
to live by the sea.
'You being a good little Indian,
are you?'
What d'you mean?
'Course you are. You'll have to be.
'I tell you what, Hunt,
don't call here again.'
HANGS UP
# Well, if you told me
# I would not lend a hand
# I've seen your face before
# But I don't know
# I can feel it coming
# Oh, Lord
# Well, I've been waiting
# For all my life
# Oh, Lord
# I can feel it
# Oh, Lord #
Anything happens to those boots
It's all right. Trust me.
You are now properly prepared.
Oh, you've got to be kidding me!
This is the Keeper Of The Door.
The Tyler.
The Tyler?!
You must now be stripped
of all vestiges of power.
Empty your pockets.
You are neither naked nor clothed.
You are deprived
of money and chattels.
Now, allow a friend
to lead you through the door.
I don't like the blindfold.
It represents
your spiritual darkness.
I'm not all that spiritual, Mac.
It'll be fine.
You have come to us in darkness.
You have come without wealth
and without authority.
You have come ready to be born
into a fraternity.
You have come because you wish
to understand the Craft
and all its symbols.
So
Are you come?
I am Come, yeah.
Do you, Gene Hunt, swear that you
will always hail, ever conceal
and never reveal the secrets,
arts and mysteries
which you will receive?
I do.
Do you pledge never to speak evil
of a brother Mason, to apprise him
of any approaching danger,
and to aid him if he makes the call?
I do.
Welcome, Brother Hunt.
ALL: Welcome, Brother Hunt.
PADDED APPLAUSE
Definitely better than the Scouts.
Now we can have a drink.
I'm gasping.
Took a while
but we got him here, eh?
So I'm the Tyler.
Couldn't make it up, could you?
Well, done mate. Mate?
When have you ever called me mate?
Different rules here, Gene.
Good to have you.
Alex, quite a sight, isn't it?
Hello, again.
You
You drugged me. I needed to know
who you were, Alex.
You're forgetting
where you came from.
Where did I come from?
Same place as me,
and Molly is waiting for you.
No, not Molly it can't be.
If you trust me, Alex,
we can go home together.
But I don't I don't trust you.
Bye.
No, no, please. Please come back.
Please come back!
If this is real, you can help me!
Please, I want to go home!
Leave me alone!
Nice night? Terrific. You?
Very interesting. Great.
Complicated, isn't it, life?
You think you've got it all
worked out. Someone comes along
and makes you think completely
differently about it. All change.
*** off, it's late.
Whose stuff is this?
This stuff in the box.
Go home, Drake. Is it Jed's?
The dabs are Battleford's.
It was his car.
But this stuff's his?
I'm really pleased, Chris.
Eh? I'm really pleased
you're not one of them.
I'm not one of them,
I've got a girlfriend.
Listen, I'm gonna make
a deductive leap with Battleford.
Just follow my lead.
OK, ma'am. Wilco.
What the hell's going on now?
So, at what point did
Jed Wicklow discover you were
having sex with his girlfriend?
Was it ***?
You may not believe me but we
were both attracted to each other.
I love her, actually.
Oh, so it's love, actually?
More like four benzos and a funeral.
Jed played Daddy for a bit.No comment.
But your ex-wife
was bleeding you dry.
Once you stopped paying Jed,
he would tell people
you were the father,
and *** goes your reputation.
I want a solicitor. Jed had you
over a barrel, so you killed him.
Did you spike him at the surgery?
Gave him the car and cut
the brakes for good measure.
A pikey in a crashed stolen motor.
How far's anyone gonna look?
If they do,
you just shake their hand because
for all your liberal ***,
you still couldn't understand
why anybody would give a ***
about one dead pikey thief.
I think you're nicked, Doctor.
Guv, we've just
Dr Battleford, you're free to go.
Get out, Battleford. Guv, you should
Mr Hunt, thank you so much.
I knew I could count on you
GET OUT!
He is guilty of ***! Fine.
If this is your idea of preserving
something, you should hang!
You should hang! Newman is right!
Scarman is right! You're filthy
and you're rotten and
You have a very pretty face
but you go on longer than
the Eurovision Song Contest.
I know this station is corrupt.
I know that Super Mac
is as bent as a ten bob bit.
And I hate the poofy, freaky, creepy,
weirdy,
trouser-hitching, ***-waggling
bloody Masons. All right?
I followed you. I saw you.
You're not getting it, Bols. I had to
join, even though it sickens me.
In the words of Marlon Brando,
"Keep your friends close
but your enemies closer."
How am I supposed to take on the
super and find out how high this
thing goes if I'm pensioned off
and left to rot in some bungalow
in Margate? Drake, I hate it!
I hate what they're doing
to this force!
You're playing with them?!No, that's just the way I'm standing.
I almost told you about it
on a couple of occasions
but this is risky stuff, far better
that you didn't know
what I was up to.
That said, I didn't take into account
what a determined pair of stockings
you actually are.
But you can't just
let Battleford go.
Oh, he'll get life, I'll see to that.
But we have bigger fish to fry
in this hornets' nest
and we only have one stab or they'll
be like rats leaving a sinking ship.
Metaphors. All over the shop.I know. Clever, innit?
So, right now,
I need to be square
with Super-duper Macintosh, OK?
What about Kevin Hales?
Did you have anything to do
with stitching him up?
No, and I don't know
where he's gone either.
For now, we'll keep that
to ourselves.
Things are getting a little bit
tasty around here.
You knowI think I know
what's important and then I forget.
What's important is you remember
you're one of us.
Thank you. Why?
Because I'm scared a
lot of the time
and you were one of the only things
I could rely on.
For being
stubborn and angry, conceited
You'll have me blushing.
You don't get it, do you?
You don't get it.
I thought I'd lost you.
Ray's taken some lads down the
camp. They're looking for trouble.
The 1960s Control Of Development
Act means you're here illegally.
So either pack up all
your stuff and move on
or we'll do the removal for you.
We work. We earn money.
We got a right to live somewhere.Pack up their stuff, boys,
Over my dead body. Yes, please.
# Stop apologising
for the things you've never done
# Cos time is short
and life is cruel
# But it's up to us to change
# A town called Malice #
CAR *** HORN
What is this? The rumble
in the bloody jungle?!
Alva, she's gone.I'll help you find her.
Ray! What are you doing, mate? What are you talking about?
They're gypos not Argies! Come on!
Right, where's Drake got to?!
Chris, you get Battleford!
Drake?! Drake!
Don't push yet, Alva. Ah!
Right, erm Women's things, good.
Very good
SCREAMS: I'm gonna die! No, you're not.
You're not gonna die. I am!
She's not gonna die, is she, Guv?
Hold her hand!
Right Listen, love,
you're not gonna die.
As a senior police officer, I'm t
Oh! That's occurring, then
Erm, I'll go and get the car.
Right, OK, it's on the way.
It's on the way. Right, right! Push!
Push! My hand! It's crowning! Is that good?
Yeah, it means the head's showing.
Come on! Go on, girl! Go on, cow-son!
Don't refer to this baby as cow-son!
OK, right. Just be brave,
just for a minute more. OK, push!
COME ON! come on.
COME ON, EILEEN! COME ON, EILEEN!
Who's Eileen?
I dunno! COME ON, EILEEN!
BABY CRIES
Let's get you in.
Cathy or Billy?
Eileen. He named her.
MUSIC: "Come On Eileen"
by Dexys Midnight Runners
We need to get them to the hospital.
I'll drive 'er.
Do you wanna go with her, love?
Are you OK?Put it this way, I'm never
letting Luigi cook me lasagne again.
You had your way with a kid!
A kid who trusted you,
and you abused that!
I wanted to give her a better life!
Confess to ***, Battleford.
It'll go down better.
Believe you me, that's coming from
a pro you can trust, the Gene Genie.
It was all me.
I couldn't take Jed any more.
He was the one thing stopping us
from being happy. It wasn't her.
It wasn't her
HE WEEPS
Take him down, Skip.
Ah. Cheer up, little soldier.
The cell's all nice and Dettolled
and there's buns for tea.
Get in there!
Full confession, the doctor did it.
Alva can carry on living in a toilet.
I thought this thing had been
agreed, Gene? You're in these days.
We talked about this. Yeah,
but the DI bird pushed for it
and, to be frank, I don't think
Battleford's worth the aggro.
He's all square.
OK, fine. Yeah, I can let him go.
No problems, but, er
Well, he had sex with a girl
barely 16. How old's your daughter?
Yeah. No-one wants to drink
with a bloke like that.
And he made a rod for his own back
with a confession.
Hang him out to dry. Thank you.
She's trouble though - Drake.
Oh, I can slap her down.
It's what makes the days fly by.
Chris, I want you to charge
Battleford with ***.
Take DI Drake with you.
Nice one, Guv. Good move, Guv.
Shut up, you thorn
in my delightful derriere.
I don't need your blessing
or disapproval, Mrs Inspector.
I need you to shut your lipstick
and do as I tell you.
You might have got further than
any other brass in this station
but don't imagine you have
any say other than what I tell you.
Well, I'm sorry
if I was out of line, Guv.
Ma'am?
It's all settled, then, is it, Gene?
You'll find it's "Guv"
in here, Sergeant.
Yes, Guv.
Mrs Smith. Jean Smith
No, Joan >
# Rock-a-bye baby
Yeah, yeah. They've still
gotta be moved on.
That's the ruddy law. And I can't
believe that you had a pop at me
while I was trying to do my duty!
Well, there's one gypo
I'm not moving on, Ray.
Chris, get up.
Shazza
would you do me the amazing
honour of becoming my wife?
To have and to hold
from this day forward
You don't have to go
through the whole thing now!
Shaz? make me
the proudest man alive.
Yeah, all right.
Brill.
Brill! She said, "Brill".
Does this mean we can
go out on the *** tonight?
Does this mean we can go on the pissSuppose it does, lover.
CHEERING
Looking chirpy, Bols. Been sitting
on the washing machine again?
I think I might not beOh, yeah?
In more ways than one.
I have absolutely no idea
what you're talking about.
What if you're real? What if you were quiet?
Hey, would you believe it?
Oxtail's back on.
Must've read my letter.
It wasn't exactly a letter,
was it, Guv? "Oxtail. Now."
Put you in your place, an' all.
Yeah. It was very convincing.Well, it wasn't very difficult.
You and me, Bols, we're a team,
fighting the rot together.
You know all that stuff you were
saying earlier about letting you in?
I take it you were employing tactics?
Yeah, psychological tactics.
Don't underestimate me, Bols.
Going to Luigi's, ma'am?
Er Someone should tell the Guv
his computer is completely useless.
These things are never gonna replace
a good old typewriter.
What's it saying?
ETA something.
I thought I knew
what that meant but
It's gone, forgotten.
# It's not the way you look
It's not the way that you smile
# Although there's something to them
# It's not the way
you have your hair
# It's not that certain style
# It could be that with you
# If I had a photograph of you #
Nobody leaves,
empties their bladder
or evacuates their bowels
until I say so, clear?!
I've been awake now for over 50 hours
and there is nowhere
I would rather be less
than in here with you lank haired,
four-eyed spongers.
I can feel something
from you, Alex - sadness.
Robin is controlling this. You. He's controlling you.
Lying *** fed us
the wrong target!
Please help me!