Ashes To Ashes s02e02 Episode Script

'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 murder 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 Shit-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 hooker 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 shit.
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 shit.
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.
Bastard.
Where's he on remand? Dunno.
Bastard.
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 pissing 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 bastard 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 murder?! 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.
Shit.
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? Shit! 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 arse 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.
Bugger 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 rape? 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 bang 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 bull shit, you still couldn't understand why anybody would give a shit 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 murder! 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, nipple-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 TOOTS 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 murder, 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 murder.
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 piss 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 bastards fed us the wrong target! Please help me!