State of Play s01e06 Episode Script
Episode 6
Stephen? There's a toothbrush and a shirt here.
Thanks.
L'll leave them outside.
(DOOR CLOSES) Your shoes are here.
How are you gonna get round the injunction? We don't know yet.
When you say George Fergus took backhanders, he'll sue you and win.
Yeah, that'd get past an editor (!) "They're all clean as whistles.
L know because they sent my friend Stephen to tell me.
" The government knew exactly who Sonia was.
George upwards, from day one.
What do you call that, eh? It's not corruption.
Inverted corruption? They watched her leak anything relevant and watched U-EX take the piss out of me.
L don't understand.
How come they didn't just blow it? Blow it? Why? That would involve a scrap.
This was never a scrap.
Just as U-EX were eventually going to concede points to the Treasury, they could run the show.
Stephen, why are you telling me this? You write it and print it.
If l print that, they'll know it came from you.
- Good.
- It'll finish you.
So? Not before l scare the shit out of U-EX.
They'll concede points then.
Whoa, whoa, Stephen, Stephen.
- Hang on.
You're upset, you need to think.
- Not before l bury George Fergus.
Oh, l've thought about it.
Select Committee report.
The minutes of every meeting, every hearing.
L can show you conversations we had that relate to inexplicable changes in strategy by U-EX.
L'll give you an affidavit repeating everything George Fergus told me.
L'll give you everything you need to blow this sky high.
Am l allowed to print this off? How much paper do you think you'll need? We're on with Foy.
Go with Della, put the squeeze on him.
- We need whatever information - We're on? We need a letter, a fax And we need it tonight.
L've got Stephen Collins ready to put his name to everything we've got and more.
He can implicate George Fergus upwards.
- A lot more.
- How much is he asking? He's not asking, but he'll need a lawyer acting solely on his behalf.
- How do l ask for that and not send flares up? - L'm still editor.
Yeah, but this story, if she finds out we can back it, will she not try to fuck us over? Pete, can you use upstairs? - Would Collins talk to anybody else? - He came to me.
How do you know he's not stitching you up? They've hurt him.
He's gonna talk.
- Exclusively? - Yes.
Can l hear him say that? - Is this a bad time? - No, we're finished now.
How are you feeling? Here's something to cheer you up, Dominic.
No? - Dominic - Aww! You implied you've got some kind of protection.
Something to verify what you've told us.
- A letter? Taped call? - No No what? There isn't, or never was? (MUFFLED) Right? Forget it.
That's That's mine.
The only way you cover yourself is by letting somebody else see it.
L don't need protection from you! L shouldn't need to verify anything to people like you! You're not even here under your real name.
How come, if you're not scared? We've just heard Stephen Collins has resigned.
- Good.
- Not resigned as in "resigned to".
He's raving.
He's going to the press.
He'll name you.
He's bound to.
- Give us a price.
- Hang on.
What's he offering? It's an e-mail.
One sentence.
Fourteen syllables.
- He wants ten grand.
- Jesus! For what? It links one of the top brass at U-EX to Warner-Schloss to Sonia Baker.
He says she's definitely mentioned in an e-mail.
OK, find Helen and go to my house.
Stephen knows you're coming.
And tell Dan to come back here.
OK? (KNOCKING) Cal.
- Can we talk? - L haven't finished going through it all.
- Glad you're not a proof-reader.
- L'm glad you don't compile crosswords.
Dominic Foy's changed his story every time.
- It's a process.
- U-EX's lawyers would bounce him all over court.
Look, if you don't want the story, then give it back.
- The copyright is mine.
- You're a staff writer.
Cameron sacked me long before all this.
L'm freelance.
14-day rolling contracts.
Only because l brought that story.
My terms say l can walk if it's not picked up.
Well, we had no option.
We wanted the story.
Adam, go over Cal McCaffrey's freelance contract.
L want to know how much it will cost me to break the terms.
Do l sound like l'm not serious? You hard-faced bastard.
How long have l worked for you? Long enough to know never to try threatening me.
Fine.
Fine.
If the Media Group want to look like they bottled it so they get government favours - Scared of the government (?) - They want to buy radio licences.
- Won't happen if they piss the government off.
- Where did you get that? Is that true? - She's here to obstruct us.
- That is not my brief.
If this gets out - and it will - you're going to end up looking like a mug.
The sale on this story is conditional to its legal status.
Yvonne, grow up.
Why have they given you power over the budget but only on this story? Another 20 grand would nail it.
Conclusively.
Legally and exclusively.
For that l can give you an e-mail linking U-EX Oil directly to Sonia Baker.
An e-mail is not a quality document.
It is if you have a sworn affidavit from Stephen Collins confirming its contents.
- Since when? - Since he rejected a seat on the Cabinet.
He won't talk to anybody else.
So l'll just take a hike and give it straight to the "Telegraph".
And um well, if he does that l'm going with him.
And you'd be very wise to follow, unless you've got enough to retire on.
- Mr Stagg.
- Interview with Sonny Stagg.
18:05.
Present, Detective Chief Inspector William Bell and Detective Sergeant Mark Cheweski So what do you want to tell us about your brother's death? 19th May, 10th September.
May in particular.
We discussed U-EX's history on environmental requirements.
- As in no history? - Total disregard.
Within eight weeks they launched two offensives.
New processing emission reduction in 15 plants.
Not fitting them, just announcing them.
And a national school science awareness campaign.
Same in September.
And we'd discussed a 10% decline in their community obligations over 15 years.
- Wasn't this starting to look obvious? - Not across a year.
Just shoring up their shareholders.
Look up 22nd of September.
That was one of their own submissions by a young guy called Chris oh.
L'll look it up.
Obnoxious.
L mean, really how not to submit to a session.
We discussed what a prick he was.
Then they fire him.
Look up the 18th of September.
- Yvonne, l was just doing you a coffee.
- Tell him to spend the money.
- It had better be watertight.
- How much do we need to tell 'em? - L'll work that out in the cab.
- Lovely shoes.
Paul Canning, Warner-Schloss, to Dominic Foy.
Which computer received this? Home or office? Office.
Hardware's included in the price, by the way.
Hi, Pete? Yeah, tell Cal l've got it.
For once in his life, Dominic's done good.
L think the money helped.
It reads 75% of the details of most sessions wouldn't carry much currency for espionage, but enough significant material passed through Sonia Baker's hands to justify, in my opinion, why she would be useful to the oil industry, U-EX in particular, because they, again in my opinion, were the only company directly responding to hostile perceptions of their working practices.
At no time was Sonia Baker discussed with me outside of her role as researcher.
L've discovered that senior Cabinet members knew of my relationship before l was forced to disclose it at a press conference, orchestrated by Andrew Wilson, but suggested by George Fergus.
My secretary, Greer Thornton, confronted George Fergus directly, naming him as the architect of that deception.
When he needed to deny it, he said nothing.
L've just heard that Greer's resigned from her post, but l want to put it on record that she did nothing wrong.
She went on the recommendations of a senior Cabinet minister with no justifiable indication that he was a born liar.
L'll put that statement on tape.
Greer Thornton made the mistake of acting on recommendations of a senior Cabinet minister with no justifiable indication that he was a born liar.
(ANNE) What's the point in him resigning? He's only resigning as chairman of the select committee, not as an MP.
The worst that could happen is they turn him into a loudmouth backbencher, which sounds like Stephen Collins to me.
(KNOCKING) Er just bike it over, then.
L'll fire it straight back.
OK.
Yeah.
Cheers.
L just need to charge this up.
L guess l should phone Anne and the kids.
Sure.
How did it go downstairs? Long-winded.
Listen.
Use the land-line.
L'll leave you to it.
- (ANNE) Hello? - It's me before you say anything embarrassing.
How are you? - Thank you for your help.
That was lovely.
- Go OK? Mogadon lawyer.
L wouldn't have picked him.
Is he staying here? - L don't know.
- Helps if he is.
- Doesn't help me.
- Offer him a hotel.
Make it sound grubby.
- Can l get a lift with you? - We'll split the petrol.
Cal, Dan's trying to get you.
He's got it.
- Della's going to sting Richard Siegler.
- How much of this will we need? - Enough to make it look like we've got more.
- That's clear.
(TELEPHONE RINGING) - Hello? - Um, Richard Siegler, please.
- Speaking.
- My name's Della Smith.
L'm making enquiries about an employee of yours - Sonia Baker.
Mr Siegler? - You're a journalist.
- That's right.
- How did you get my home number? - One of your other colleagues, l think.
Sonia Baker was never an employee of ours.
And that's all l want to say.
But you actually mentioned her in an e-mail to your lobbyists, Warner-Schloss.
- That's not true.
That's all l have to say.
- (LINE GOES DEAD) (REDIALLING) RichardSiegler@U-EX.
com to PaulCanning@w-schloss, dated the 15th of last month.
Quote, "If Miss Baker is a lost cause, l hold you responsible.
" That's what we're printing tomorrow.
Yours is the only name we're using.
What do you want to do about that? L'll lose my job.
That doesn't matter to you.
- Sonia Baker lost her life.
- Don't connect me You endorsed misinformation of a government department for commercial benefit.
L'm not suggesting you pushed her under a train, but somebody did.
There was a confidential internal memo towards the end of last year.
Christmas time.
It said we should treat all incoming information from Sonia Baker as top priority.
L assumed she was a field worker.
L thought she was.
It was only when l was put in charge of her feedback l realised who and where she was.
- L had nothing to do with her appointment.
- Memos addressed to? Paul Canning, Warner-Schloss.
Freddie Mayer and Susan Sagattchean in Communications, and me.
From? From above me.
One name, on paper, to make yours disappear.
Oh, dear God Here's a woman, working for us, straight from the Department of Energy.
They recommended her! All above board.
But two days before Sonia died she came to you to end the deal! Only two days - Yes, l'm aware of that, but - Didn't U-EX wish they'd never got involved? When l heard she'd been killed, l was.
God, l started wondering whether But on the life of my family, l knew nothing about that.
Get me the memo.
L guarantee your e-mail won't be needed.
But if l were you, l'd talk to the police before they talk to you.
- L-l'll drop you somewhere safe.
- L'm safe.
How much did you get? Nearly all of it.
If you're going to change your mind, do it before the affidavit's handed over.
L won't.
You never know, you know, this could do you more good than harm.
Yeah.
Anne worded it differently, but l'm not interested.
You wouldn't put yourself through this if you didn't think it would make a difference.
- They crossed the line.
- Yeah, and at least you've got a line.
L think people knew that when we were trying to get you into parliament.
You were a good campaign manager.
Anne was the one who thought you were too young, which is ironic now.
Well, it made my job ten times easier knowing that people trusted you.
George used that word a lot.
Do you want to lay off that until we've finished the notes? When you were first appointed chairman, who told you? It couldn't be rigged.
It was an all-party vote.
L think that was my first real nod that l was being taken seriously all round.
- Just getting a laptop again.
- OK, Mr Siegler.
The biggest insult being that George was my mentor.
The one guy with a straight answer.
And he sits there telling me all this shit like l should be proud of him! He thought he was laying my fears to rest.
He thought it would make me feel better.
16 people working their arses off all year round, for what? Sonia meeting Paul Canning on a daily basis down the Trocadero, telling him everything.
No scraps, no surprises! Everyone knows everything - in the country's best interests (!) Whoa, whoa, whoa! Stephen! Stephen! Come here.
Lay off the booze.
Lay off the booze.
Let's go and get some food down you.
- Come on, come on.
- L don't want food.
Well, you haven't slept since I don't know.
Go and get some kip, then.
Come on.
(TAPE REWINDS) Sonia meeting Paul Canning on a daily basis down the Trocadero, telling him everything.
Can you let her know it's here? Now - l need to know she's got it.
Newsroom.
Della Smith, please.
Yeah, an envelope just arrived for you.
From Mr? - Siegler.
- Siegler.
Sonia meeting Paul Canning on a daily basis down the Trocadero telling him everything.
No scraps, no surprisesl Everyone knows everything and they're telling me it's in the country's best interestl (CLATTERING) Whoal Whoal Whoal Stephenl Stephenl Come here.
Lay off the booze.
Lay off the booze.
- Where's Della? - Nipped downstairs.
We thought you were babysitting.
Can l help? No.
He'd gone when l got there.
- Who? - Richard Siegler.
He's given us this, look.
Can l have a word? Is there anything in Foy's transcripts that say where Paul Canning used to meet Sonia? No.
We haven't been told that by anybody? No.
Why? Because Stephen has just told me they used to meet at the Trocadero.
As good a place as any.
No.
If Stephen only knows what we've told him, how does he know that? The surveillance log in the hit man's briefcase.
That's the only place the Trocadero was mentioned.
Jesus.
- Are you OK? - Yeah.
Yeah, fine.
We're just erm Fine, honestly.
(HORN BLARES) (HORN BLARES) - Thanks.
- Stephen let me in.
L brought him some clothes from the flat.
Said you didn't get in till late.
Do you want some breakfast? Where is he? You've no bread, so he's gone down to the shop.
- You should be in Manchester.
- L thought l'd show a little bit of support.
You should be in Manchester.
- Can we get over the big bumps before? - What? This.
L'm not talking about "this".
But if "this" is you changing your mind about Stephen because you feel sorry for him, don't.
He didn't start it.
He was screwing her.
He wouldn't have met her had that lot not been manipulating things.
Five years ago, you thought your marriage was dodgy.
Two years ago, you were certain.
Nine months back, he started having an affair.
Two months ago, he was moving in with her.
Now which bit of that would a self-respecting woman want back? You arrogant prick.
The week before she died, she found out she was pregnant.
So that's how much you love me, eh? Slinging a rock like that? Thank you.
For your information, l'm not here for him.
L'm here because he doesn't need me against him right now.
He is the father of my kids.
And for their sake l don't want to see him in a bucket.
Do you understand? No, you don't.
You couldn't.
Because if it doesn't directly benefit you, you don't have the patience to listen.
(DOOR OPENS) Cal, if l'd known Anne was going to do this, l'd have said (FRONT DOOR SLAMS) Police are today exhuming the body of black teenager Kelvin Stagg after new evidence raised questions about the original inquest.
(PHONE RINGS) Look, l can't really talk now.
L'm in a cemetery.
(DELLA) l know.
L'm at the wire.
They won't let me through.
Dominic Foy's given us written evidence that could implicate the lobbyists for U-EX Oil in the death of Sonia Baker.
- Saying what? - It proves Foy knew more than he told you.
- So where is he now? - His secretary said Spain, but he hasn't left.
L think you're going to need him.
Right, Chewy, Dominic Foy's trying to leave the country.
Find out what flight, and stop him.
That's not all you came here for, is it? - The hit man that killed Sonia Baker.
- Robert Bingham? Can l see his file? - Which bit? - Social background.
(MACHINE BEEPS) Dominic Foy.
L'm arresting you on suspicion of perverting the course of justice.
You do not have to say anything which later may harm your defence when being questioned.
You two-faced bastards! You couple of pieces of shit! You pieces of shit! This is Come on, Dominic.
Save your breath until we get you a speech therapist.
Robert Bingham's an electrician by trade.
He's got no connections with Manchester.
Nothing to tie him in to Stephen Collins.
Ex-army.
Yeah, but way back.
And Collins isn't.
Stephen Collins used to be a civilian contractor to the Ministry of Defence.
He taught literacy to squaddies.
That's not on his parliamentary CV, but l know that for a fact.
They were at Aldershot together for 26 weeks in 1987.
Now, Robert Bingham's educational history says he was "illiterate (dyslexic)".
They must have overlapped.
When Collins first moved to London as a new MP, his flat was broken into.
The CCTV monitors were installed by KBN Security Ltd.
The registered owner of that company is Robert Bingham.
We need to talk to Cameron.
No, Della, please.
Please.
Look, if l'm wrong about this, everybody will just use that as an excuse to stall the story.
The board, Yvonne Shaps, they'll just dive on anything that can weaken it.
If you're right, people need warning before we get the arse sued off us.
Della, not to Cameron, not to your copper.
If l'm right, then it still doesn't excuse what U-EX has done and it certainly doesn't excuse what the government is up to, does it? She's down there.
L was just freshening up.
Get rid of her, Stephen.
We need to talk.
Look, l didn't invite her, you know.
If she's here and we're talking, we should all talk.
Tell her what you need to.
Get her out of here.
L'll be back in 15 minutes.
(DOOR CLOSES) Granddad swims a lot better than l do.
You don't need me for a diving lesson.
Your dad's here.
Want to have a word? He'll ring you back when he's just got a bit more time.
L'll ring you back, Karen.
L'll ring you back, sweetheart.
Bye.
Have you blown Cal out? - Is that what he says? - It speaks for itself, you being here.
L just think it's a bit more complicated than Cal wants it to be.
You'd take me back tomorrow, wouldn't you? With changes, but they'd be minimal.
L'm just trying to be more civilised than my gut says.
L mean, we've got two kids who need someone to say, "It'll be fine.
Everything will be OK.
" Let's just try to find a way through this that doesn't screw up our entire family.
- Cal's a really good option for you.
- L beg your pardon? L can't make any more changes for anybody.
If you were happy to even consider me, l'd do you and the kids the favour of saying no.
You and him are looking at me like somebody without a bloody map.
Is that what you think? Good.
'Cause for every time you've pumped yourself up into something that you're not, l've had the benefit of knowing exactly where l don't want to be.
No wonder you and Cal ended up glued to each other.
You're like peas in a fucking pod! (FRONT DOOR SLAMS) Stephen? Stephen? Where are you going? Talk to me.
Sonia hinted twice before that l might not like her flipside.
L assumed she was referring to self-esteem.
She wasn't always so confident.
One Monday morning l was feeling a bit rough.
L'd taken the day off work.
Food poisoning.
It was only the second time l'd stayed at her place.
She'd gone into work.
L was half-asleep, half-awake when the phone went.
Bloke's voice.
"Sonia, can we bring tomorrow forward to 1.
30? L have a meeting at three.
" That's all.
No name.
Rings off.
But l knew his name because l talked to him on a weekly basis.
Paul Canning.
Main lobbyist for U-EX Oil.
- L played it back about 15 times, trying to - Yeah.
Robert Bingham, Stephen.
L met him again when he fitted my alarm.
He used to be this chubby little squaddie and he'd lost loads of weight and l didn't He recognised me.
He'd done the security for He said Arabs, but that was laughable.
He'd left one of his business cards.
L wanted to know what damage she'd done me.
L couldn't ask the Security Services, could I? Come on.
This was the biggest year in my life.
Bingham did that thing.
His ex-teacher, made it to the Commons, needed looking after.
He loved it.
He took it on personally.
- Wow.
What a mate (!) - He wasn't a mate.
He just wanted to be.
L wasn't that optimistic, but he surprised me.
He went everywhere, he got everything.
He had her diary covered, her phone covered.
- He had her laptop cloned.
- He'd been in her flat? Yeah.
Keys from you.
If l went up before Parliamentary Standards, l needed every detail.
Who did you contact in Parliamentary Standards? - Well, nobody by then.
We - Liar! - L couldn't go to them - You're a liar! If you'd intended to go to the Standards Committee, you'd have confronted Sonia first.
And we know, through Dominic Foy, that you didn't.
If she had coughed, you'd have had nowhere to go but down! The night before she was murdered, you slept with her.
God! - It wasn't my idea.
- What? That.
Which bit, Stephen? Killing her? Oh, that was Bingham's solution, was it? - L freaked out.
L told him to shut his mouth.
- Was he listening? He wasn't, was he? So what did you do, then? Fire him? Go to the police? - L told him no.
- Oh, you told him no.
Well, big fucking deal! You still carried on paying him, didn't you? L loved Sonia! You go saying l didn't and l've got nothing left! L was prepared to turn my family inside out! For Christ's sake, she's turning in her bloody grave here! Along with all the other poor sods Bingham's murdered! Sonia Baker stood up to U-EX Oil.
She scared the shit out of them.
She had guts.
She would have blown it wide open because she loved you enough to take the flak! She was trying to protect you because she'd found out she was pregnant.
L only realised that yesterday! She felt like the best thing that ever happened to me, but all the proof said the opposite.
So, what, he said he was going to make it look like an accident, did he? L told him no.
You saw more of her the week she died.
You knew something was gonna happen.
He'd stopped making contact.
Which is how you knew.
Tell me this, 'cause l won't get it.
What did you think you could ever have achieved, however high you went, that was worth demolishing all those families? You're no good to Anne any more.
This is going on the front page with your name.
When you've had your own, you'll realise.
Kids.
They shoot the messenger.
They just do.
You wouldn't stand a chance! And you'd better think about that! George Fergus has issued a "no comment", but l've had half a dozen calls for private briefings.
Let's stick to on the record.
Wilson's offering an exclusive on a reshuffle.
That's about as exclusive as a Selfridges open day.
The "Telegraph" got the same call.
Is that McCaffrey? Where's Collins? Well, did he come in with you? Is he coming in with you? Hello? (DELLA) Cal Yes or no? Just tell me.
On tape? Yes or no? - It wasn't my idea.
- What? That.
Which bit, Stephen? Killing her? Use that.
Hang on.
- Fire him? Go to the police? - l told him no.
Oh, you told him no.
Well, big fucking deall You still carried on paying him, thoughl l loved Sonial You go saying l didn't and l've got nothing leftl l was prepared to turn my family inside out for herl Christl She's turning in her bloody grave herel Along with all the other poor sods that Bingham's murderedl (EXCITED CHATTER) Tell reception! L'm sorry, but you're going to have to read that in tomorrow's paper, all right? That's it.
Thanks.
L'll leave them outside.
(DOOR CLOSES) Your shoes are here.
How are you gonna get round the injunction? We don't know yet.
When you say George Fergus took backhanders, he'll sue you and win.
Yeah, that'd get past an editor (!) "They're all clean as whistles.
L know because they sent my friend Stephen to tell me.
" The government knew exactly who Sonia was.
George upwards, from day one.
What do you call that, eh? It's not corruption.
Inverted corruption? They watched her leak anything relevant and watched U-EX take the piss out of me.
L don't understand.
How come they didn't just blow it? Blow it? Why? That would involve a scrap.
This was never a scrap.
Just as U-EX were eventually going to concede points to the Treasury, they could run the show.
Stephen, why are you telling me this? You write it and print it.
If l print that, they'll know it came from you.
- Good.
- It'll finish you.
So? Not before l scare the shit out of U-EX.
They'll concede points then.
Whoa, whoa, Stephen, Stephen.
- Hang on.
You're upset, you need to think.
- Not before l bury George Fergus.
Oh, l've thought about it.
Select Committee report.
The minutes of every meeting, every hearing.
L can show you conversations we had that relate to inexplicable changes in strategy by U-EX.
L'll give you an affidavit repeating everything George Fergus told me.
L'll give you everything you need to blow this sky high.
Am l allowed to print this off? How much paper do you think you'll need? We're on with Foy.
Go with Della, put the squeeze on him.
- We need whatever information - We're on? We need a letter, a fax And we need it tonight.
L've got Stephen Collins ready to put his name to everything we've got and more.
He can implicate George Fergus upwards.
- A lot more.
- How much is he asking? He's not asking, but he'll need a lawyer acting solely on his behalf.
- How do l ask for that and not send flares up? - L'm still editor.
Yeah, but this story, if she finds out we can back it, will she not try to fuck us over? Pete, can you use upstairs? - Would Collins talk to anybody else? - He came to me.
How do you know he's not stitching you up? They've hurt him.
He's gonna talk.
- Exclusively? - Yes.
Can l hear him say that? - Is this a bad time? - No, we're finished now.
How are you feeling? Here's something to cheer you up, Dominic.
No? - Dominic - Aww! You implied you've got some kind of protection.
Something to verify what you've told us.
- A letter? Taped call? - No No what? There isn't, or never was? (MUFFLED) Right? Forget it.
That's That's mine.
The only way you cover yourself is by letting somebody else see it.
L don't need protection from you! L shouldn't need to verify anything to people like you! You're not even here under your real name.
How come, if you're not scared? We've just heard Stephen Collins has resigned.
- Good.
- Not resigned as in "resigned to".
He's raving.
He's going to the press.
He'll name you.
He's bound to.
- Give us a price.
- Hang on.
What's he offering? It's an e-mail.
One sentence.
Fourteen syllables.
- He wants ten grand.
- Jesus! For what? It links one of the top brass at U-EX to Warner-Schloss to Sonia Baker.
He says she's definitely mentioned in an e-mail.
OK, find Helen and go to my house.
Stephen knows you're coming.
And tell Dan to come back here.
OK? (KNOCKING) Cal.
- Can we talk? - L haven't finished going through it all.
- Glad you're not a proof-reader.
- L'm glad you don't compile crosswords.
Dominic Foy's changed his story every time.
- It's a process.
- U-EX's lawyers would bounce him all over court.
Look, if you don't want the story, then give it back.
- The copyright is mine.
- You're a staff writer.
Cameron sacked me long before all this.
L'm freelance.
14-day rolling contracts.
Only because l brought that story.
My terms say l can walk if it's not picked up.
Well, we had no option.
We wanted the story.
Adam, go over Cal McCaffrey's freelance contract.
L want to know how much it will cost me to break the terms.
Do l sound like l'm not serious? You hard-faced bastard.
How long have l worked for you? Long enough to know never to try threatening me.
Fine.
Fine.
If the Media Group want to look like they bottled it so they get government favours - Scared of the government (?) - They want to buy radio licences.
- Won't happen if they piss the government off.
- Where did you get that? Is that true? - She's here to obstruct us.
- That is not my brief.
If this gets out - and it will - you're going to end up looking like a mug.
The sale on this story is conditional to its legal status.
Yvonne, grow up.
Why have they given you power over the budget but only on this story? Another 20 grand would nail it.
Conclusively.
Legally and exclusively.
For that l can give you an e-mail linking U-EX Oil directly to Sonia Baker.
An e-mail is not a quality document.
It is if you have a sworn affidavit from Stephen Collins confirming its contents.
- Since when? - Since he rejected a seat on the Cabinet.
He won't talk to anybody else.
So l'll just take a hike and give it straight to the "Telegraph".
And um well, if he does that l'm going with him.
And you'd be very wise to follow, unless you've got enough to retire on.
- Mr Stagg.
- Interview with Sonny Stagg.
18:05.
Present, Detective Chief Inspector William Bell and Detective Sergeant Mark Cheweski So what do you want to tell us about your brother's death? 19th May, 10th September.
May in particular.
We discussed U-EX's history on environmental requirements.
- As in no history? - Total disregard.
Within eight weeks they launched two offensives.
New processing emission reduction in 15 plants.
Not fitting them, just announcing them.
And a national school science awareness campaign.
Same in September.
And we'd discussed a 10% decline in their community obligations over 15 years.
- Wasn't this starting to look obvious? - Not across a year.
Just shoring up their shareholders.
Look up 22nd of September.
That was one of their own submissions by a young guy called Chris oh.
L'll look it up.
Obnoxious.
L mean, really how not to submit to a session.
We discussed what a prick he was.
Then they fire him.
Look up the 18th of September.
- Yvonne, l was just doing you a coffee.
- Tell him to spend the money.
- It had better be watertight.
- How much do we need to tell 'em? - L'll work that out in the cab.
- Lovely shoes.
Paul Canning, Warner-Schloss, to Dominic Foy.
Which computer received this? Home or office? Office.
Hardware's included in the price, by the way.
Hi, Pete? Yeah, tell Cal l've got it.
For once in his life, Dominic's done good.
L think the money helped.
It reads 75% of the details of most sessions wouldn't carry much currency for espionage, but enough significant material passed through Sonia Baker's hands to justify, in my opinion, why she would be useful to the oil industry, U-EX in particular, because they, again in my opinion, were the only company directly responding to hostile perceptions of their working practices.
At no time was Sonia Baker discussed with me outside of her role as researcher.
L've discovered that senior Cabinet members knew of my relationship before l was forced to disclose it at a press conference, orchestrated by Andrew Wilson, but suggested by George Fergus.
My secretary, Greer Thornton, confronted George Fergus directly, naming him as the architect of that deception.
When he needed to deny it, he said nothing.
L've just heard that Greer's resigned from her post, but l want to put it on record that she did nothing wrong.
She went on the recommendations of a senior Cabinet minister with no justifiable indication that he was a born liar.
L'll put that statement on tape.
Greer Thornton made the mistake of acting on recommendations of a senior Cabinet minister with no justifiable indication that he was a born liar.
(ANNE) What's the point in him resigning? He's only resigning as chairman of the select committee, not as an MP.
The worst that could happen is they turn him into a loudmouth backbencher, which sounds like Stephen Collins to me.
(KNOCKING) Er just bike it over, then.
L'll fire it straight back.
OK.
Yeah.
Cheers.
L just need to charge this up.
L guess l should phone Anne and the kids.
Sure.
How did it go downstairs? Long-winded.
Listen.
Use the land-line.
L'll leave you to it.
- (ANNE) Hello? - It's me before you say anything embarrassing.
How are you? - Thank you for your help.
That was lovely.
- Go OK? Mogadon lawyer.
L wouldn't have picked him.
Is he staying here? - L don't know.
- Helps if he is.
- Doesn't help me.
- Offer him a hotel.
Make it sound grubby.
- Can l get a lift with you? - We'll split the petrol.
Cal, Dan's trying to get you.
He's got it.
- Della's going to sting Richard Siegler.
- How much of this will we need? - Enough to make it look like we've got more.
- That's clear.
(TELEPHONE RINGING) - Hello? - Um, Richard Siegler, please.
- Speaking.
- My name's Della Smith.
L'm making enquiries about an employee of yours - Sonia Baker.
Mr Siegler? - You're a journalist.
- That's right.
- How did you get my home number? - One of your other colleagues, l think.
Sonia Baker was never an employee of ours.
And that's all l want to say.
But you actually mentioned her in an e-mail to your lobbyists, Warner-Schloss.
- That's not true.
That's all l have to say.
- (LINE GOES DEAD) (REDIALLING) RichardSiegler@U-EX.
com to PaulCanning@w-schloss, dated the 15th of last month.
Quote, "If Miss Baker is a lost cause, l hold you responsible.
" That's what we're printing tomorrow.
Yours is the only name we're using.
What do you want to do about that? L'll lose my job.
That doesn't matter to you.
- Sonia Baker lost her life.
- Don't connect me You endorsed misinformation of a government department for commercial benefit.
L'm not suggesting you pushed her under a train, but somebody did.
There was a confidential internal memo towards the end of last year.
Christmas time.
It said we should treat all incoming information from Sonia Baker as top priority.
L assumed she was a field worker.
L thought she was.
It was only when l was put in charge of her feedback l realised who and where she was.
- L had nothing to do with her appointment.
- Memos addressed to? Paul Canning, Warner-Schloss.
Freddie Mayer and Susan Sagattchean in Communications, and me.
From? From above me.
One name, on paper, to make yours disappear.
Oh, dear God Here's a woman, working for us, straight from the Department of Energy.
They recommended her! All above board.
But two days before Sonia died she came to you to end the deal! Only two days - Yes, l'm aware of that, but - Didn't U-EX wish they'd never got involved? When l heard she'd been killed, l was.
God, l started wondering whether But on the life of my family, l knew nothing about that.
Get me the memo.
L guarantee your e-mail won't be needed.
But if l were you, l'd talk to the police before they talk to you.
- L-l'll drop you somewhere safe.
- L'm safe.
How much did you get? Nearly all of it.
If you're going to change your mind, do it before the affidavit's handed over.
L won't.
You never know, you know, this could do you more good than harm.
Yeah.
Anne worded it differently, but l'm not interested.
You wouldn't put yourself through this if you didn't think it would make a difference.
- They crossed the line.
- Yeah, and at least you've got a line.
L think people knew that when we were trying to get you into parliament.
You were a good campaign manager.
Anne was the one who thought you were too young, which is ironic now.
Well, it made my job ten times easier knowing that people trusted you.
George used that word a lot.
Do you want to lay off that until we've finished the notes? When you were first appointed chairman, who told you? It couldn't be rigged.
It was an all-party vote.
L think that was my first real nod that l was being taken seriously all round.
- Just getting a laptop again.
- OK, Mr Siegler.
The biggest insult being that George was my mentor.
The one guy with a straight answer.
And he sits there telling me all this shit like l should be proud of him! He thought he was laying my fears to rest.
He thought it would make me feel better.
16 people working their arses off all year round, for what? Sonia meeting Paul Canning on a daily basis down the Trocadero, telling him everything.
No scraps, no surprises! Everyone knows everything - in the country's best interests (!) Whoa, whoa, whoa! Stephen! Stephen! Come here.
Lay off the booze.
Lay off the booze.
Let's go and get some food down you.
- Come on, come on.
- L don't want food.
Well, you haven't slept since I don't know.
Go and get some kip, then.
Come on.
(TAPE REWINDS) Sonia meeting Paul Canning on a daily basis down the Trocadero, telling him everything.
Can you let her know it's here? Now - l need to know she's got it.
Newsroom.
Della Smith, please.
Yeah, an envelope just arrived for you.
From Mr? - Siegler.
- Siegler.
Sonia meeting Paul Canning on a daily basis down the Trocadero telling him everything.
No scraps, no surprisesl Everyone knows everything and they're telling me it's in the country's best interestl (CLATTERING) Whoal Whoal Whoal Stephenl Stephenl Come here.
Lay off the booze.
Lay off the booze.
- Where's Della? - Nipped downstairs.
We thought you were babysitting.
Can l help? No.
He'd gone when l got there.
- Who? - Richard Siegler.
He's given us this, look.
Can l have a word? Is there anything in Foy's transcripts that say where Paul Canning used to meet Sonia? No.
We haven't been told that by anybody? No.
Why? Because Stephen has just told me they used to meet at the Trocadero.
As good a place as any.
No.
If Stephen only knows what we've told him, how does he know that? The surveillance log in the hit man's briefcase.
That's the only place the Trocadero was mentioned.
Jesus.
- Are you OK? - Yeah.
Yeah, fine.
We're just erm Fine, honestly.
(HORN BLARES) (HORN BLARES) - Thanks.
- Stephen let me in.
L brought him some clothes from the flat.
Said you didn't get in till late.
Do you want some breakfast? Where is he? You've no bread, so he's gone down to the shop.
- You should be in Manchester.
- L thought l'd show a little bit of support.
You should be in Manchester.
- Can we get over the big bumps before? - What? This.
L'm not talking about "this".
But if "this" is you changing your mind about Stephen because you feel sorry for him, don't.
He didn't start it.
He was screwing her.
He wouldn't have met her had that lot not been manipulating things.
Five years ago, you thought your marriage was dodgy.
Two years ago, you were certain.
Nine months back, he started having an affair.
Two months ago, he was moving in with her.
Now which bit of that would a self-respecting woman want back? You arrogant prick.
The week before she died, she found out she was pregnant.
So that's how much you love me, eh? Slinging a rock like that? Thank you.
For your information, l'm not here for him.
L'm here because he doesn't need me against him right now.
He is the father of my kids.
And for their sake l don't want to see him in a bucket.
Do you understand? No, you don't.
You couldn't.
Because if it doesn't directly benefit you, you don't have the patience to listen.
(DOOR OPENS) Cal, if l'd known Anne was going to do this, l'd have said (FRONT DOOR SLAMS) Police are today exhuming the body of black teenager Kelvin Stagg after new evidence raised questions about the original inquest.
(PHONE RINGS) Look, l can't really talk now.
L'm in a cemetery.
(DELLA) l know.
L'm at the wire.
They won't let me through.
Dominic Foy's given us written evidence that could implicate the lobbyists for U-EX Oil in the death of Sonia Baker.
- Saying what? - It proves Foy knew more than he told you.
- So where is he now? - His secretary said Spain, but he hasn't left.
L think you're going to need him.
Right, Chewy, Dominic Foy's trying to leave the country.
Find out what flight, and stop him.
That's not all you came here for, is it? - The hit man that killed Sonia Baker.
- Robert Bingham? Can l see his file? - Which bit? - Social background.
(MACHINE BEEPS) Dominic Foy.
L'm arresting you on suspicion of perverting the course of justice.
You do not have to say anything which later may harm your defence when being questioned.
You two-faced bastards! You couple of pieces of shit! You pieces of shit! This is Come on, Dominic.
Save your breath until we get you a speech therapist.
Robert Bingham's an electrician by trade.
He's got no connections with Manchester.
Nothing to tie him in to Stephen Collins.
Ex-army.
Yeah, but way back.
And Collins isn't.
Stephen Collins used to be a civilian contractor to the Ministry of Defence.
He taught literacy to squaddies.
That's not on his parliamentary CV, but l know that for a fact.
They were at Aldershot together for 26 weeks in 1987.
Now, Robert Bingham's educational history says he was "illiterate (dyslexic)".
They must have overlapped.
When Collins first moved to London as a new MP, his flat was broken into.
The CCTV monitors were installed by KBN Security Ltd.
The registered owner of that company is Robert Bingham.
We need to talk to Cameron.
No, Della, please.
Please.
Look, if l'm wrong about this, everybody will just use that as an excuse to stall the story.
The board, Yvonne Shaps, they'll just dive on anything that can weaken it.
If you're right, people need warning before we get the arse sued off us.
Della, not to Cameron, not to your copper.
If l'm right, then it still doesn't excuse what U-EX has done and it certainly doesn't excuse what the government is up to, does it? She's down there.
L was just freshening up.
Get rid of her, Stephen.
We need to talk.
Look, l didn't invite her, you know.
If she's here and we're talking, we should all talk.
Tell her what you need to.
Get her out of here.
L'll be back in 15 minutes.
(DOOR CLOSES) Granddad swims a lot better than l do.
You don't need me for a diving lesson.
Your dad's here.
Want to have a word? He'll ring you back when he's just got a bit more time.
L'll ring you back, Karen.
L'll ring you back, sweetheart.
Bye.
Have you blown Cal out? - Is that what he says? - It speaks for itself, you being here.
L just think it's a bit more complicated than Cal wants it to be.
You'd take me back tomorrow, wouldn't you? With changes, but they'd be minimal.
L'm just trying to be more civilised than my gut says.
L mean, we've got two kids who need someone to say, "It'll be fine.
Everything will be OK.
" Let's just try to find a way through this that doesn't screw up our entire family.
- Cal's a really good option for you.
- L beg your pardon? L can't make any more changes for anybody.
If you were happy to even consider me, l'd do you and the kids the favour of saying no.
You and him are looking at me like somebody without a bloody map.
Is that what you think? Good.
'Cause for every time you've pumped yourself up into something that you're not, l've had the benefit of knowing exactly where l don't want to be.
No wonder you and Cal ended up glued to each other.
You're like peas in a fucking pod! (FRONT DOOR SLAMS) Stephen? Stephen? Where are you going? Talk to me.
Sonia hinted twice before that l might not like her flipside.
L assumed she was referring to self-esteem.
She wasn't always so confident.
One Monday morning l was feeling a bit rough.
L'd taken the day off work.
Food poisoning.
It was only the second time l'd stayed at her place.
She'd gone into work.
L was half-asleep, half-awake when the phone went.
Bloke's voice.
"Sonia, can we bring tomorrow forward to 1.
30? L have a meeting at three.
" That's all.
No name.
Rings off.
But l knew his name because l talked to him on a weekly basis.
Paul Canning.
Main lobbyist for U-EX Oil.
- L played it back about 15 times, trying to - Yeah.
Robert Bingham, Stephen.
L met him again when he fitted my alarm.
He used to be this chubby little squaddie and he'd lost loads of weight and l didn't He recognised me.
He'd done the security for He said Arabs, but that was laughable.
He'd left one of his business cards.
L wanted to know what damage she'd done me.
L couldn't ask the Security Services, could I? Come on.
This was the biggest year in my life.
Bingham did that thing.
His ex-teacher, made it to the Commons, needed looking after.
He loved it.
He took it on personally.
- Wow.
What a mate (!) - He wasn't a mate.
He just wanted to be.
L wasn't that optimistic, but he surprised me.
He went everywhere, he got everything.
He had her diary covered, her phone covered.
- He had her laptop cloned.
- He'd been in her flat? Yeah.
Keys from you.
If l went up before Parliamentary Standards, l needed every detail.
Who did you contact in Parliamentary Standards? - Well, nobody by then.
We - Liar! - L couldn't go to them - You're a liar! If you'd intended to go to the Standards Committee, you'd have confronted Sonia first.
And we know, through Dominic Foy, that you didn't.
If she had coughed, you'd have had nowhere to go but down! The night before she was murdered, you slept with her.
God! - It wasn't my idea.
- What? That.
Which bit, Stephen? Killing her? Oh, that was Bingham's solution, was it? - L freaked out.
L told him to shut his mouth.
- Was he listening? He wasn't, was he? So what did you do, then? Fire him? Go to the police? - L told him no.
- Oh, you told him no.
Well, big fucking deal! You still carried on paying him, didn't you? L loved Sonia! You go saying l didn't and l've got nothing left! L was prepared to turn my family inside out! For Christ's sake, she's turning in her bloody grave here! Along with all the other poor sods Bingham's murdered! Sonia Baker stood up to U-EX Oil.
She scared the shit out of them.
She had guts.
She would have blown it wide open because she loved you enough to take the flak! She was trying to protect you because she'd found out she was pregnant.
L only realised that yesterday! She felt like the best thing that ever happened to me, but all the proof said the opposite.
So, what, he said he was going to make it look like an accident, did he? L told him no.
You saw more of her the week she died.
You knew something was gonna happen.
He'd stopped making contact.
Which is how you knew.
Tell me this, 'cause l won't get it.
What did you think you could ever have achieved, however high you went, that was worth demolishing all those families? You're no good to Anne any more.
This is going on the front page with your name.
When you've had your own, you'll realise.
Kids.
They shoot the messenger.
They just do.
You wouldn't stand a chance! And you'd better think about that! George Fergus has issued a "no comment", but l've had half a dozen calls for private briefings.
Let's stick to on the record.
Wilson's offering an exclusive on a reshuffle.
That's about as exclusive as a Selfridges open day.
The "Telegraph" got the same call.
Is that McCaffrey? Where's Collins? Well, did he come in with you? Is he coming in with you? Hello? (DELLA) Cal Yes or no? Just tell me.
On tape? Yes or no? - It wasn't my idea.
- What? That.
Which bit, Stephen? Killing her? Use that.
Hang on.
- Fire him? Go to the police? - l told him no.
Oh, you told him no.
Well, big fucking deall You still carried on paying him, thoughl l loved Sonial You go saying l didn't and l've got nothing leftl l was prepared to turn my family inside out for herl Christl She's turning in her bloody grave herel Along with all the other poor sods that Bingham's murderedl (EXCITED CHATTER) Tell reception! L'm sorry, but you're going to have to read that in tomorrow's paper, all right? That's it.