Whitechapel s02e02 Episode Script
Series 2, Episode 2
The capital is safer now than it has ever been.
There's nothing to do.
I'm inert.
So, what have you got for me? Something gruesome.
But you know what we've got here, don't you? Another copy cat.
A crazed Kray fan.
Who's he? Stephen Dukes.
This is out of control.
Needs to be reigned in.
(SWISH OF BLADE) Argh! Know about his background? Ask him about his father.
Miles? Ask him about Freddie The Dip.
This isn't part of a crime ring with villains resurrected from the 60s.
The legend promises that one day Ron and Reg will return.
Resurrected.
I'm not afraid of ghosts.
I am.
(THE BUZZ OF CHATTER) MANFRED MANN: Pretty Flamingo He's obviously not I've never seen him before.
What do you think? I think you're gonna need another whiteboard.
This is exactly the same as in 1966.
Ronnie Kray was thirsting for blood.
George Cornell was sitting right there drinking a light ale when Ronnie came in and shot him in the head.
Our victim was a lager man.
Two warning shots fired to clear everyone out and he gets a bullet in the head.
The only witness to the Cornell murder in '66 was the barmaid.
And she went into witness protection.
They can't get her.
What did Billy Bunhill do 40 years ago to deserve this? And who waits that long to take revenge? Barmaid so everything but wouldn't talk.
A stroll through history! She wouldn't talk to me but she said she'd talk to you.
Look, I saw Jimmy Kray, all right? Jimmy Kray shot him.
What are you waiting for? He only lives round the corner! Move into position.
OK.
Go! Compromised.
Compromised.
Don't just stand their gawping.
Jimmy's expecting ya.
The builder who fixed the ceiling in the incident room! How's your boy? Still got a sore arse, has he? Arrest him and get him out of here.
Hang on.
Gotta say my goodbyes.
Be back in time for dinner, love.
OK? Come on.
Gentlemen.
He was here all night so whatever you think he did, he didn't.
Jimmy Kray.
Come on.
Everyone knows there aren't any more Krays.
They're all dead.
He's a Kray all right.
Every time I do the Karaoke, I call myself Elvis.
But it don't make me the King.
I can prove it.
I used to write to Ronnie Kray when he was in prison.
He invited me to visit him so I did for a couple of years.
Then one day he was talking about how he wanted an heir.
A son to carry on the legend.
I offered to help.
Ronnie Kray was a misogynistic homosexual who thought all women were dirty.
How could you get pregnant? Because he'd kept a deposit in a special type of bank.
If you know what I mean.
And I made a withdrawal.
There's no father's name.
Because the father has to be present to register the birth.
He could hardly do that from prison, could he? You had Ronnie Kray's son and no-one knew until now? I had to keep it a secret till they was old enough to look after themselves.
On account of people like you.
And others that would see harm done to 'em.
Themselves? How many Krays did you have? Just my twins.
Two perfect boys.
You believe her story? Yeah.
The legend said there was a sperm bank.
Storing the legacy of Ron and Reg waiting for the day.
It was a scary bedtime story for East End kids.
You had a panic attack when you thought it was a copy cat.
You're fine with it being the real Krays.
I'd rather die a lion than live like a mouse.
Really? Well, not the dying part.
But you know what I mean.
Jimmy and Johnny Kray.
What a pair.
What do you know about them? They surfaced recently swearing they are Ronnie Kray's sons.
Promising to take back the East End but it's all bluff.
They're just trading on their father's name.
So they are genuine? The real thing? Real in body but not in spirit.
Jimmy and Johnny Kray are only interested in the glamour of the gangster lifestyle.
They are celebrity offspring who lack the talent and wit of their father.
I have a witness who says Jimmy shot a man dead.
A witness who is probably £50 richer for giving you Jimmy's name.
Why would anyone pay a witness to say they committed murder? When you are as useless as Jimmy and Johnny Kray, the only thing you can steal is credit.
If they can get arrested for murder, it makes them look good.
You won't be able to charge and they'll walk free but with bigger reputations.
No.
They ARE their father's sons.
And they are revenging him.
They attacked one of my detectives and infiltrated my offices.
They've turned half the uniforms against me.
I'm not the kind of man who starts a fight but I won't walk away from one.
You're making them into what they want to be.
You're falling for the fantasy they've created.
Be careful, Joe.
Your career won't survive another error of judgement.
He's not leaving that cell let alone this station! I mean, look at you in your tailored suit and gold watch! It's clear what you are in this business for.
You are holding my client without basis.
He should be released.
To cause more mayhem?! More murders for us to mop up?! Calm down before you hurt yourself.
Jimmy Kray's solicitor.
And I believe that he should be released immediately.
Why would we do that? My client is an identical twin.
I defy any one to tell one brother from the other and yet to arrest my client on the basis of an hysterical woman hiding behind the bar crying.
She does not know whether she saw Jimmy Kray, Johnny Kray or Mickey Mouse.
Jimmy shot a man in front of her.
She knows what she saw.
Really? Why not ask her to tell them apart? Fine.
We shall.
If she can't, you will concede you do not know who committed the crime and you will free my client.
(GROANS) Kent.
We weren't expecting you back so soon.
I heard you made an arrest.
I wanna see who did this to me.
Now remember.
This ain't a line-up.
All you have to do is look at Jimmy and Johnny Kray.
And pick Jimmy.
Yeah.
The one that shot Billy Bunhill.
Right? ANGIE'S VOICE: Two perfect boys.
She couldn't do it.
I couldn't tell 'em apart.
I don't think their mother can.
So that's it? They're free? If our only witness is unreliable, we can't hold them.
This way, boys.
Come on, Jimmy.
You'll never be this lucky again.
Consider this a war, gentlemen! A war? Oh, we love ourselves a war, don't we, Johnny? Oh, we do.
We do.
This liver's all scar tissue.
Mr Bunhill was quite the drinker.
The bullet's gone to ballistics.
I'll let you know.
It'll be from a Luger.
Ronnie's favourite gun.
Is there any DNA to prove which twin was responsible? Well, no.
Twins are basically two halves of the same person.
So not only do they look the same but they share the same DNA.
Forensics can't help us, then? I'm afraid not.
You'll have to do this one the old-fashioned way.
Witnesses.
Confessions.
And luck.
Jimmy and Johnny Kray are prime suspects in the murder of Lennie Cobb, Slasher Daneford and Billy Bunhill.
What about Stephen Dukes? Dukes is no longer of primary interest.
Now Lennie Cobb and Slasher Daneford were witnesses against Ron and Reg.
Their deaths were revenge.
Billy Bunhill We haven't found the link between him and Ronnie and Reggie.
There's a reason why he was shot.
This board is blank.
I want to know everything there is to know about Jimmy and Johnny - friends, associates, business interests.
I want it all, down to the smallest detail, in the next 48 hours.
The builder who fixed the ceiling was Jimmy, Johnny or both.
How would they have got in? The job would have been put out to tender.
Then it would have been authorised.
Nothing happens without forms filled in triplicate.
Follow the paper trail.
See whose signature is on it.
Sir.
Ed.
Ed.
It's me.
Joe.
I can see you, Ed.
Open the door.
Are you alone? Yes.
Were you followed? No.
Now let me in.
This is ridiculous.
Quickly! They may have a bead on you.
Not much to offer you by the way of sustenance, I'm afraid.
Haven't been out to the shops much since Slasher's murder.
Mum has some fruit teas.
Past their sell-by.
It's all a bit last resort here now.
I'm fine.
Have you thought about opening a window? No! No, I'm staying away from the windows.
I'm not answering the phone either.
These people are killers.
I can't be too careful.
I'm sure they have no interest in harming you.
I was warned! They gave me Slasher's lighter to show they know who I am.
I can't be part of this investigation any more! I quit! It's over for me.
If the Krays have a hit list, I've put myself at the top of it.
You must try and relax.
This is all I have by way of research on the Krays.
I had to swat up for the documentary and all my notes are there.
Take it.
I'm washing my hands of it all.
The detective who caught the Krays, Nipper Read, said it was attention to detail that was the key to making the arrests.
I'm willing to bet you already have the answer you just haven't realised it yet.
You must look at everything again veryVERY closely.
The key is there.
Ha! Not another word from me.
Ever.
(KETTLE WHISTLES ON HOB) Thanks.
You know, a gang is like any other business.
You start at the bottom and you work your way up to the top.
You can't just walk in and be chief executive.
I'm sure the Kray name opened doors.
Still.
It's a closed world.
Invitation only.
Someone will have vouched for those boys when they were coming up.
Like Dickie Morgan did for Ronnie and Reggie? Yeah.
The King maker.
It's a good idea.
Put it on the board.
Legibly.
Hello, son.
How are you? You on the mend? Yeah, I'm much better thanks.
That's great.
How can I help you? What do you need? An ergonomic chair? I can request that for you.
No, thanks.
I'm looking for the records on the builder who did the work in the incident room.
The leaky roof? Stuff like who hired him.
Bad job, was it? These things are put out for tender, you know.
You get the cheapest which is not always the best.
(THE OFFICERS AT THE DOOR WHISPER) No authorisation form.
No invoice either.
Must have got lost in the system.
It'll turn up sooner or later.
I'll put a flag on it.
All right.
Thanks.
I'll see you in a few days.
Weeks more like.
You look after yourself.
Out of the way, lads.
Cheers.
You leave him alone.
That paperwork'll never turn up.
(PHONE RINGS) Hello.
No.
Here.
Have a look at this.
No.
Found something, boss! What have you got? I've found something that proves Jimmy and Johnny Kray are managing directors of Multiple Investments.
Here's a list of the business they own.
Chinese restaurants.
Some Turkish places in Green Lanes.
And a Russian tea room.
All these are a front.
For what? Ronnie Kray wanted to create the federation of crime.
The idea was to have all the gangs working together instead of competing.
They pool expertise and their combined strength would make them unstoppable.
What we have is the new federation of crime.
All these restaurants represent a gang - the Russians, Triads, Turkish.
All under the control of Jimmy and Johnny Kray.
They're on their way to realising their father's dream.
What's on your mind? I was just thinking.
When my dad disappeared.
If it'd been investigated properly, we may have found out what happened.
He just wasn't important enough.
(TUBE TRAIN SCREECHES PAST) (UNLOCKS CAR REMOTELY) (ENGINE REVS) What are you doing? Now get in the car.
You can't just take me.
Go! Hm.
DI Chandler.
You made it.
Please.
I'm Johnny.
This is my brother Jimmy.
What do you want? Well, we need to come to an understanding.
An accommodation.
You know.
This is a small town.
And we all need to learn to get along.
Stop stepping on each other's toes.
What do you suggest? Me and my brother are businessmen.
We work with the local community and we'd like to continue to grow our business.
And you will carry on being a policeman.
That's what I am doing.
But you're the wrong sort of policeman.
Oh.
You mean the sort who investigates you.
(SLURPS HIS DRINK) I'm afraid I'm the kind of man who doesn't care what people think.
I'm the one who marches out of time.
So even if you get every police in London in line, you won't get me.
Well, you've made your point perfectly clear.
Now I'm gonna make mine.
Disappear.
(JIMMY RUSTLES HIS SPENT EGG) Take a holiday.
Or what? Sssh-ssh! You're not gonna play funny buggers with us, are you? Well, get him out of here.
How mad is he? Mad enough to shoot a man for sitting on the wrong bar stool.
Billy Bunhill was a total innocent.
A nobody.
He was just unlucky.
Wait.
Before we go any further, I need to you register as a covert intelligence source.
I don't think so.
I am a snout.
And that is all, officially, there is to know.
Well, I'm afraid I can't use you.
Or have anything more to do with you.
This investigation has to be by the book.
That's a shame.
For you.
I was gonna tell you about the Congo.
What? Why? What's in the bloody Congo? Mercenaries.
I have a job for you.
I made myself clear.
Go away! Come on, Ed.
It's urgent.
(DOOR UNBOLTS) I need you to find out about Miles's father Freddie The Dip.
Nothing is more important than finding the truth.
Do not tempt me.
You'll be safe.
You'll only have to worry about the ghosts.
Come on.
This is the siren call of detection, remember? Boss, we've looked.
But we can't find anything to connect Billy Bunhill to the Krays.
Ever.
Nothing.
And you won't find anything.
Billy Bunhill was a random bloke who fancied a pint and sat on the wrong bar stool.
When Jimmy walked in, he was gonna shoot whoever was there because that is where George Cornell sat.
The motive wasn't revenge like the others? It was madness.
I had a meeting with Jimmy and Johnny.
Are you serious? I think Johnny is relatively normal.
He's the businessman.
He wants to run the Federation of Crime.
But Jimmy's completely insane.
Like father like son.
When Ronnie went paranoid, the murder count shot up.
He called himself The Colonel and plotted to eliminate his enemies.
It's been made clear to me that we are the enemies now.
Jimmy and Johnny spent time in the Congo as mercenaries.
Find out when, for how long and who they fought with.
I'll start straightaway.
Get on the ball, Liam!! Give a go, Liam! Give a go! Good boy.
He's got a good left foot.
Yeah, it's not bad.
He's not consistent, though.
He's got natural ability.
Yeah.
Maybe.
Had a bit of interest of the clubs.
Really? Which one is your son? Oh, I haven't got a boy here.
I've just come to have a good look at yours.
What are you? A scout? No.
Who are you, then? I'm the man that'll break Liam's legs if you don't behave.
Liam.
Sorry, ref.
You'll have to get a sub on.
He's coming with me.
Come on.
I'll get you home.
(VOICES ECHO) FRANKIE VAUGHAN: There Must Be A Way There must be a way To stop .
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you .
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reflect in your eyes I just don't know how to (HORN BLARES) Oi! McCormack! .
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to be with somebody new Oh, there must be a way! Bang.
You're dead.
.
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without you!! (NEEDLE STICKS) You.
You did this? You were told to go on holiday but you didn't.
I made sure they didn't kill you.
Here.
You can't afford to lose this war.
What is this? Ammunition Think of it as you're last stand.
Now .
.
shall I show you how to get out of here? I just wanted to ask you.
How did you become Mad Danny The Disposer? I had a big boot on my car.
I wasn't squeamish either.
So it just sort of fell to me.
I wasn't killing no-one.
I was a kind of caretaker.
Where did you take the bodies? I liked to use woods.
Pig farms.
I like working in the countryside.
Pig farms? Yeah.
I'd chop the body up.
Joint it really.
Freeze it then put the parts through a wood chipper.
You get a good slurry you can feed to the pigs.
They love it.
Why did you freeze them? It's practical.
Cuts down on the splatter.
I've been asking around all my old contacts but people seem very reluctant to talk this time.
It ain't reluctant.
Nobody knows.
Hardly anyone knows what happened to Freddie The Dip.
You do.
(CLEARS THROAT) Well, I know that Ron invited Freddie to go fishing.
Freddie thought he was being stepped up.
When they got there, Ron had him shot in the head.
Why? Why would he do such a thing? I don't know.
I never asked.
You should talk to the man who pulled the trigger.
But you better hurry.
His days are numbered.
What happened? I don't know.
It's all gone.
Burglary in a police station? And you? I was ambushed.
Woke up in Epping Forest.
You're lucky to be alive.
That's where Ronnie and Reggie disposed of bodies.
Anyone sent a message last night? They threatened my family.
Are they OK? I sent them away last night.
Judy's in bits.
I had a gun pointed at me.
Well, I didn't get threatened.
I did get a bunch of flowers.
A lucky horseshoe.
That was a wreath.
You were looking at it upsidedown.
How about you? No.
Nothing.
Clean slate.
Fresh start.
Great (!) Where DO we start? With this.
I've got to go and change my clothes first.
Lord Hessel.
Sorry to turn up unannounced.
I'm DI Chandler.
This is DS Miles.
You'd better have a damn good reason for this or I'll have you back in uniform patrolling estates in a week.
Actually, I have half a dozen excellent reasons.
Well, you can't prove that's me.
Oh, hell's bells! Do you know how many laws you are breaking in that picture? Look, the thing is, I didn't know they were gangsters to begin with.
We were introduced.
We had drinks.
And before I knew they were threatening me.
Blackmail? My own mistake.
Obviously.
An indiscretion which placed me in their power.
And I am not alone.
They are on all sides of the house.
I need your testimony.
Enough to arrest, charge and bring this to an end.
I can guarantee your anonymity.
Even your wife won't know.
Do you really think my word is going to be enough to stop them? You're a peer of the realm.
A good place to start.
I know it's irregular for the Crown Prosecution Service to do this, but if Jimmy and Johnny Kray find out people are talking, they'll have them killed.
We want to guarantee our witnesses' anonymity and keep their statements sealed and confidential until the trial.
Many witnesses will be criminals so we require discretion to overlook minor crimes.
Didn't the police make the same arrangement in 1967? Nipper Read did.
It was the only way he could bring the case to trial.
Funny how history repeats itself.
I'm sure we can draw up an agreement.
Thanks for coming.
All you need is a witness to get the ball rolling.
We have one.
Really? Must be a brave man or someone desperate for revenge.
He's being blackmailed.
The quality of a witness really matters in court.
I hope for your sake your man is of good standing.
He's a peer.
Excellent.
That'll play well with the jury.
This calls for a small celebration.
Are you buying? I'll get dolled up.
DI Chandler? That's me.
Can I help you? Yes.
I'm from the CPS.
We have a meeting.
Well, an hour ago.
I'm sorry.
My tyres were slashed.
And then someone stole my mobile.
I had to bus it from Acton.
We just had a CPS lawyer here called Wayland.
No, you couldn't have.
I'm Wayland.
Then who the hell were we just talking to? HEY! YOU! Stop! They never stop! Get your car! My car.
Where's my car? Well, I ain't chasing him on that.
So it's true? You shot Freddie Miles? None of us ever refused Ron anything.
But Freddie did.
He He had to.
And he paid the price for it.
(COUGHS) But he didn't deserve to die.
No.
You can take it to the grave or you can make it right.
Make your peace.
I did what I was told.
It didn't matter if I agreed with it or not.
But .
.
I can't carry it any more.
Bless you.
Bless you.
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He won't talk.
I know.
Are you OK? I know how this looks.
I just get a bit OCD sometimes.
It's just something I do when I'm under stress.
I'm not crazy.
There's nothing wrong with me.
I can do the job.
If tidying eases your stress, come round to my house.
I think there might be a reason for our bad luck.
Last night, when everyone was intimidated and this place ransacked, Kent was working here on his own and nothing happened to him.
I asked him to look into who hired the builder and he found nothing.
I asked him to contact the Congo about what Jimmy and Johnny Kray got up to out there.
And he found nothing.
Hello.
Tell me I'm wrong.
He's just a kid.
And they hurt him badly.
I almost can't blame him.
You want me to tell him? No.
No, he should hear it from me.
Put the phone down.
I've got a lead on the Congo.
Put the phone down and pack your things.
Sir? You're suspended pending an investigation.
Go home.
You think I'm a mole.
Out of everyone, I really wish it hadn't been you.
(FIGHTS BACK THE ANGUISH) 26,27,28,29 (BUCHAN RAPS ON DOOR) May Ier? I'd rather you didn't.
Oh.
Well, I have some results to show you.
I saw young Kent in tears.
Yes.
I know.
Crying.
Next to a donkey.
I know.
Didn't see your car anywhere.
I'm totally aware of my current situation.
It's like we're cursed.
I can't trust anybody around me and the only person helping me is a villain.
Who's the villain? He's part of Jimmy and Johnny's firm.
He's also a double agent working for me.
I'd be wary of accepting help.
Back in the '60s, there was a man called Alan Cooper who worked for the Krays as an armourer.
He provided them with bombs and guns.
What they didn't realise is that he was working for the head of the murder squad, John Du Rose.
I am being wary.
If it wasn't for his leads, this investigation would have stalled.
Alan Cooper also worked for the US State Department.
He was a man of shadows.
You need to find out who else your man is working for.
Perhaps he could be from the dark side too.
If I don't use him, I've got nothing except the past.
I've been over every detail like you said.
I still don't see how you can use history to catch the Krays.
(EXHALES IN EXASPERATION) OK.
We must free our minds and rely on instincts and intuitions.
Anything is possible.
Let us detect.
Please.
We can hardly pluck the answer from thin air.
Tusk! Tusk! Ronnie and Reggie Kray were tried together.
In my opinion, this would never happen again.
Ronnie was insane and not fit to stand trial and Reggie should have argued he was coerced into murder by Ronnie.
Yes, but they refused to betray one another.
Exactly.
They remained inside until they died.
But no-one would want to repeat that bit of history.
That's it.
Divide and conquer.
I want you to set up a meeting between me and Johnny Kray.
Just Johnny.
What makes you think Johnny wants to betray Jimmy? He doesn't want to spend 30 years in prison.
They're twins.
But they're not alike any more, are they? Just talk to Johnny.
Johnny'll be in touch.
He'll send someone to contact one of us.
Driving a wedge between the twins is a good idea.
Bold.
Buchan's.
Oh, Jesus! I'll keep my fingers crossed then.
(DOORBELL RINGS) You're the messenger? Yeah.
Well, they don't give you a choice.
(MOBILE TRILLS) Miles? Carpenter's Arms.
Do you know it? I'll find it.
Where is he, then? He's on his way.
Yeah, well Johnny won't give him a second chance.
He'll be here.
Come on! Cheers.
He's bottled it.
Any second now.
So this is your revenge, is it? Swapping sides? Putting me back in uniform meant I lost a lot of pay.
I had to make up the mortgage somehow.
Humpf.
An open bar and you choose that? I couldn't see any tea making facilities.
Do you want ice? Someone's looking after you, then.
Someone in high places.
That's all I know.
Where's Fitz? I can't hear a heartbeat.
Wait a minute.
He's wearing He's wearing body armour! You bastard! Come on.
Wake up! You knew this was an ambush! You KNEW we could have got killed! What do you want me to do, eh? Die with you?! I got family.
Yeah.
So have I! You are under arrest.
You are the only person in the world who is trying to stop them.
The only one who doesn't get it.
So go on.
Arrest me.
Come on! You're on borrowed time.
DI Chandler.
You're a dead man.
As of now, consider the Krays allies rather than targets.
What they got on you? Money? Sex? What is it? You've been drinking.
You're not fit to lead any enquiry.
See anything you like?
There's nothing to do.
I'm inert.
So, what have you got for me? Something gruesome.
But you know what we've got here, don't you? Another copy cat.
A crazed Kray fan.
Who's he? Stephen Dukes.
This is out of control.
Needs to be reigned in.
(SWISH OF BLADE) Argh! Know about his background? Ask him about his father.
Miles? Ask him about Freddie The Dip.
This isn't part of a crime ring with villains resurrected from the 60s.
The legend promises that one day Ron and Reg will return.
Resurrected.
I'm not afraid of ghosts.
I am.
(THE BUZZ OF CHATTER) MANFRED MANN: Pretty Flamingo He's obviously not I've never seen him before.
What do you think? I think you're gonna need another whiteboard.
This is exactly the same as in 1966.
Ronnie Kray was thirsting for blood.
George Cornell was sitting right there drinking a light ale when Ronnie came in and shot him in the head.
Our victim was a lager man.
Two warning shots fired to clear everyone out and he gets a bullet in the head.
The only witness to the Cornell murder in '66 was the barmaid.
And she went into witness protection.
They can't get her.
What did Billy Bunhill do 40 years ago to deserve this? And who waits that long to take revenge? Barmaid so everything but wouldn't talk.
A stroll through history! She wouldn't talk to me but she said she'd talk to you.
Look, I saw Jimmy Kray, all right? Jimmy Kray shot him.
What are you waiting for? He only lives round the corner! Move into position.
OK.
Go! Compromised.
Compromised.
Don't just stand their gawping.
Jimmy's expecting ya.
The builder who fixed the ceiling in the incident room! How's your boy? Still got a sore arse, has he? Arrest him and get him out of here.
Hang on.
Gotta say my goodbyes.
Be back in time for dinner, love.
OK? Come on.
Gentlemen.
He was here all night so whatever you think he did, he didn't.
Jimmy Kray.
Come on.
Everyone knows there aren't any more Krays.
They're all dead.
He's a Kray all right.
Every time I do the Karaoke, I call myself Elvis.
But it don't make me the King.
I can prove it.
I used to write to Ronnie Kray when he was in prison.
He invited me to visit him so I did for a couple of years.
Then one day he was talking about how he wanted an heir.
A son to carry on the legend.
I offered to help.
Ronnie Kray was a misogynistic homosexual who thought all women were dirty.
How could you get pregnant? Because he'd kept a deposit in a special type of bank.
If you know what I mean.
And I made a withdrawal.
There's no father's name.
Because the father has to be present to register the birth.
He could hardly do that from prison, could he? You had Ronnie Kray's son and no-one knew until now? I had to keep it a secret till they was old enough to look after themselves.
On account of people like you.
And others that would see harm done to 'em.
Themselves? How many Krays did you have? Just my twins.
Two perfect boys.
You believe her story? Yeah.
The legend said there was a sperm bank.
Storing the legacy of Ron and Reg waiting for the day.
It was a scary bedtime story for East End kids.
You had a panic attack when you thought it was a copy cat.
You're fine with it being the real Krays.
I'd rather die a lion than live like a mouse.
Really? Well, not the dying part.
But you know what I mean.
Jimmy and Johnny Kray.
What a pair.
What do you know about them? They surfaced recently swearing they are Ronnie Kray's sons.
Promising to take back the East End but it's all bluff.
They're just trading on their father's name.
So they are genuine? The real thing? Real in body but not in spirit.
Jimmy and Johnny Kray are only interested in the glamour of the gangster lifestyle.
They are celebrity offspring who lack the talent and wit of their father.
I have a witness who says Jimmy shot a man dead.
A witness who is probably £50 richer for giving you Jimmy's name.
Why would anyone pay a witness to say they committed murder? When you are as useless as Jimmy and Johnny Kray, the only thing you can steal is credit.
If they can get arrested for murder, it makes them look good.
You won't be able to charge and they'll walk free but with bigger reputations.
No.
They ARE their father's sons.
And they are revenging him.
They attacked one of my detectives and infiltrated my offices.
They've turned half the uniforms against me.
I'm not the kind of man who starts a fight but I won't walk away from one.
You're making them into what they want to be.
You're falling for the fantasy they've created.
Be careful, Joe.
Your career won't survive another error of judgement.
He's not leaving that cell let alone this station! I mean, look at you in your tailored suit and gold watch! It's clear what you are in this business for.
You are holding my client without basis.
He should be released.
To cause more mayhem?! More murders for us to mop up?! Calm down before you hurt yourself.
Jimmy Kray's solicitor.
And I believe that he should be released immediately.
Why would we do that? My client is an identical twin.
I defy any one to tell one brother from the other and yet to arrest my client on the basis of an hysterical woman hiding behind the bar crying.
She does not know whether she saw Jimmy Kray, Johnny Kray or Mickey Mouse.
Jimmy shot a man in front of her.
She knows what she saw.
Really? Why not ask her to tell them apart? Fine.
We shall.
If she can't, you will concede you do not know who committed the crime and you will free my client.
(GROANS) Kent.
We weren't expecting you back so soon.
I heard you made an arrest.
I wanna see who did this to me.
Now remember.
This ain't a line-up.
All you have to do is look at Jimmy and Johnny Kray.
And pick Jimmy.
Yeah.
The one that shot Billy Bunhill.
Right? ANGIE'S VOICE: Two perfect boys.
She couldn't do it.
I couldn't tell 'em apart.
I don't think their mother can.
So that's it? They're free? If our only witness is unreliable, we can't hold them.
This way, boys.
Come on, Jimmy.
You'll never be this lucky again.
Consider this a war, gentlemen! A war? Oh, we love ourselves a war, don't we, Johnny? Oh, we do.
We do.
This liver's all scar tissue.
Mr Bunhill was quite the drinker.
The bullet's gone to ballistics.
I'll let you know.
It'll be from a Luger.
Ronnie's favourite gun.
Is there any DNA to prove which twin was responsible? Well, no.
Twins are basically two halves of the same person.
So not only do they look the same but they share the same DNA.
Forensics can't help us, then? I'm afraid not.
You'll have to do this one the old-fashioned way.
Witnesses.
Confessions.
And luck.
Jimmy and Johnny Kray are prime suspects in the murder of Lennie Cobb, Slasher Daneford and Billy Bunhill.
What about Stephen Dukes? Dukes is no longer of primary interest.
Now Lennie Cobb and Slasher Daneford were witnesses against Ron and Reg.
Their deaths were revenge.
Billy Bunhill We haven't found the link between him and Ronnie and Reggie.
There's a reason why he was shot.
This board is blank.
I want to know everything there is to know about Jimmy and Johnny - friends, associates, business interests.
I want it all, down to the smallest detail, in the next 48 hours.
The builder who fixed the ceiling was Jimmy, Johnny or both.
How would they have got in? The job would have been put out to tender.
Then it would have been authorised.
Nothing happens without forms filled in triplicate.
Follow the paper trail.
See whose signature is on it.
Sir.
Ed.
Ed.
It's me.
Joe.
I can see you, Ed.
Open the door.
Are you alone? Yes.
Were you followed? No.
Now let me in.
This is ridiculous.
Quickly! They may have a bead on you.
Not much to offer you by the way of sustenance, I'm afraid.
Haven't been out to the shops much since Slasher's murder.
Mum has some fruit teas.
Past their sell-by.
It's all a bit last resort here now.
I'm fine.
Have you thought about opening a window? No! No, I'm staying away from the windows.
I'm not answering the phone either.
These people are killers.
I can't be too careful.
I'm sure they have no interest in harming you.
I was warned! They gave me Slasher's lighter to show they know who I am.
I can't be part of this investigation any more! I quit! It's over for me.
If the Krays have a hit list, I've put myself at the top of it.
You must try and relax.
This is all I have by way of research on the Krays.
I had to swat up for the documentary and all my notes are there.
Take it.
I'm washing my hands of it all.
The detective who caught the Krays, Nipper Read, said it was attention to detail that was the key to making the arrests.
I'm willing to bet you already have the answer you just haven't realised it yet.
You must look at everything again veryVERY closely.
The key is there.
Ha! Not another word from me.
Ever.
(KETTLE WHISTLES ON HOB) Thanks.
You know, a gang is like any other business.
You start at the bottom and you work your way up to the top.
You can't just walk in and be chief executive.
I'm sure the Kray name opened doors.
Still.
It's a closed world.
Invitation only.
Someone will have vouched for those boys when they were coming up.
Like Dickie Morgan did for Ronnie and Reggie? Yeah.
The King maker.
It's a good idea.
Put it on the board.
Legibly.
Hello, son.
How are you? You on the mend? Yeah, I'm much better thanks.
That's great.
How can I help you? What do you need? An ergonomic chair? I can request that for you.
No, thanks.
I'm looking for the records on the builder who did the work in the incident room.
The leaky roof? Stuff like who hired him.
Bad job, was it? These things are put out for tender, you know.
You get the cheapest which is not always the best.
(THE OFFICERS AT THE DOOR WHISPER) No authorisation form.
No invoice either.
Must have got lost in the system.
It'll turn up sooner or later.
I'll put a flag on it.
All right.
Thanks.
I'll see you in a few days.
Weeks more like.
You look after yourself.
Out of the way, lads.
Cheers.
You leave him alone.
That paperwork'll never turn up.
(PHONE RINGS) Hello.
No.
Here.
Have a look at this.
No.
Found something, boss! What have you got? I've found something that proves Jimmy and Johnny Kray are managing directors of Multiple Investments.
Here's a list of the business they own.
Chinese restaurants.
Some Turkish places in Green Lanes.
And a Russian tea room.
All these are a front.
For what? Ronnie Kray wanted to create the federation of crime.
The idea was to have all the gangs working together instead of competing.
They pool expertise and their combined strength would make them unstoppable.
What we have is the new federation of crime.
All these restaurants represent a gang - the Russians, Triads, Turkish.
All under the control of Jimmy and Johnny Kray.
They're on their way to realising their father's dream.
What's on your mind? I was just thinking.
When my dad disappeared.
If it'd been investigated properly, we may have found out what happened.
He just wasn't important enough.
(TUBE TRAIN SCREECHES PAST) (UNLOCKS CAR REMOTELY) (ENGINE REVS) What are you doing? Now get in the car.
You can't just take me.
Go! Hm.
DI Chandler.
You made it.
Please.
I'm Johnny.
This is my brother Jimmy.
What do you want? Well, we need to come to an understanding.
An accommodation.
You know.
This is a small town.
And we all need to learn to get along.
Stop stepping on each other's toes.
What do you suggest? Me and my brother are businessmen.
We work with the local community and we'd like to continue to grow our business.
And you will carry on being a policeman.
That's what I am doing.
But you're the wrong sort of policeman.
Oh.
You mean the sort who investigates you.
(SLURPS HIS DRINK) I'm afraid I'm the kind of man who doesn't care what people think.
I'm the one who marches out of time.
So even if you get every police in London in line, you won't get me.
Well, you've made your point perfectly clear.
Now I'm gonna make mine.
Disappear.
(JIMMY RUSTLES HIS SPENT EGG) Take a holiday.
Or what? Sssh-ssh! You're not gonna play funny buggers with us, are you? Well, get him out of here.
How mad is he? Mad enough to shoot a man for sitting on the wrong bar stool.
Billy Bunhill was a total innocent.
A nobody.
He was just unlucky.
Wait.
Before we go any further, I need to you register as a covert intelligence source.
I don't think so.
I am a snout.
And that is all, officially, there is to know.
Well, I'm afraid I can't use you.
Or have anything more to do with you.
This investigation has to be by the book.
That's a shame.
For you.
I was gonna tell you about the Congo.
What? Why? What's in the bloody Congo? Mercenaries.
I have a job for you.
I made myself clear.
Go away! Come on, Ed.
It's urgent.
(DOOR UNBOLTS) I need you to find out about Miles's father Freddie The Dip.
Nothing is more important than finding the truth.
Do not tempt me.
You'll be safe.
You'll only have to worry about the ghosts.
Come on.
This is the siren call of detection, remember? Boss, we've looked.
But we can't find anything to connect Billy Bunhill to the Krays.
Ever.
Nothing.
And you won't find anything.
Billy Bunhill was a random bloke who fancied a pint and sat on the wrong bar stool.
When Jimmy walked in, he was gonna shoot whoever was there because that is where George Cornell sat.
The motive wasn't revenge like the others? It was madness.
I had a meeting with Jimmy and Johnny.
Are you serious? I think Johnny is relatively normal.
He's the businessman.
He wants to run the Federation of Crime.
But Jimmy's completely insane.
Like father like son.
When Ronnie went paranoid, the murder count shot up.
He called himself The Colonel and plotted to eliminate his enemies.
It's been made clear to me that we are the enemies now.
Jimmy and Johnny spent time in the Congo as mercenaries.
Find out when, for how long and who they fought with.
I'll start straightaway.
Get on the ball, Liam!! Give a go, Liam! Give a go! Good boy.
He's got a good left foot.
Yeah, it's not bad.
He's not consistent, though.
He's got natural ability.
Yeah.
Maybe.
Had a bit of interest of the clubs.
Really? Which one is your son? Oh, I haven't got a boy here.
I've just come to have a good look at yours.
What are you? A scout? No.
Who are you, then? I'm the man that'll break Liam's legs if you don't behave.
Liam.
Sorry, ref.
You'll have to get a sub on.
He's coming with me.
Come on.
I'll get you home.
(VOICES ECHO) FRANKIE VAUGHAN: There Must Be A Way There must be a way To stop .
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you .
.
reflect in your eyes I just don't know how to (HORN BLARES) Oi! McCormack! .
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to be with somebody new Oh, there must be a way! Bang.
You're dead.
.
.
without you!! (NEEDLE STICKS) You.
You did this? You were told to go on holiday but you didn't.
I made sure they didn't kill you.
Here.
You can't afford to lose this war.
What is this? Ammunition Think of it as you're last stand.
Now .
.
shall I show you how to get out of here? I just wanted to ask you.
How did you become Mad Danny The Disposer? I had a big boot on my car.
I wasn't squeamish either.
So it just sort of fell to me.
I wasn't killing no-one.
I was a kind of caretaker.
Where did you take the bodies? I liked to use woods.
Pig farms.
I like working in the countryside.
Pig farms? Yeah.
I'd chop the body up.
Joint it really.
Freeze it then put the parts through a wood chipper.
You get a good slurry you can feed to the pigs.
They love it.
Why did you freeze them? It's practical.
Cuts down on the splatter.
I've been asking around all my old contacts but people seem very reluctant to talk this time.
It ain't reluctant.
Nobody knows.
Hardly anyone knows what happened to Freddie The Dip.
You do.
(CLEARS THROAT) Well, I know that Ron invited Freddie to go fishing.
Freddie thought he was being stepped up.
When they got there, Ron had him shot in the head.
Why? Why would he do such a thing? I don't know.
I never asked.
You should talk to the man who pulled the trigger.
But you better hurry.
His days are numbered.
What happened? I don't know.
It's all gone.
Burglary in a police station? And you? I was ambushed.
Woke up in Epping Forest.
You're lucky to be alive.
That's where Ronnie and Reggie disposed of bodies.
Anyone sent a message last night? They threatened my family.
Are they OK? I sent them away last night.
Judy's in bits.
I had a gun pointed at me.
Well, I didn't get threatened.
I did get a bunch of flowers.
A lucky horseshoe.
That was a wreath.
You were looking at it upsidedown.
How about you? No.
Nothing.
Clean slate.
Fresh start.
Great (!) Where DO we start? With this.
I've got to go and change my clothes first.
Lord Hessel.
Sorry to turn up unannounced.
I'm DI Chandler.
This is DS Miles.
You'd better have a damn good reason for this or I'll have you back in uniform patrolling estates in a week.
Actually, I have half a dozen excellent reasons.
Well, you can't prove that's me.
Oh, hell's bells! Do you know how many laws you are breaking in that picture? Look, the thing is, I didn't know they were gangsters to begin with.
We were introduced.
We had drinks.
And before I knew they were threatening me.
Blackmail? My own mistake.
Obviously.
An indiscretion which placed me in their power.
And I am not alone.
They are on all sides of the house.
I need your testimony.
Enough to arrest, charge and bring this to an end.
I can guarantee your anonymity.
Even your wife won't know.
Do you really think my word is going to be enough to stop them? You're a peer of the realm.
A good place to start.
I know it's irregular for the Crown Prosecution Service to do this, but if Jimmy and Johnny Kray find out people are talking, they'll have them killed.
We want to guarantee our witnesses' anonymity and keep their statements sealed and confidential until the trial.
Many witnesses will be criminals so we require discretion to overlook minor crimes.
Didn't the police make the same arrangement in 1967? Nipper Read did.
It was the only way he could bring the case to trial.
Funny how history repeats itself.
I'm sure we can draw up an agreement.
Thanks for coming.
All you need is a witness to get the ball rolling.
We have one.
Really? Must be a brave man or someone desperate for revenge.
He's being blackmailed.
The quality of a witness really matters in court.
I hope for your sake your man is of good standing.
He's a peer.
Excellent.
That'll play well with the jury.
This calls for a small celebration.
Are you buying? I'll get dolled up.
DI Chandler? That's me.
Can I help you? Yes.
I'm from the CPS.
We have a meeting.
Well, an hour ago.
I'm sorry.
My tyres were slashed.
And then someone stole my mobile.
I had to bus it from Acton.
We just had a CPS lawyer here called Wayland.
No, you couldn't have.
I'm Wayland.
Then who the hell were we just talking to? HEY! YOU! Stop! They never stop! Get your car! My car.
Where's my car? Well, I ain't chasing him on that.
So it's true? You shot Freddie Miles? None of us ever refused Ron anything.
But Freddie did.
He He had to.
And he paid the price for it.
(COUGHS) But he didn't deserve to die.
No.
You can take it to the grave or you can make it right.
Make your peace.
I did what I was told.
It didn't matter if I agreed with it or not.
But .
.
I can't carry it any more.
Bless you.
Bless you.
.
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He won't talk.
I know.
Are you OK? I know how this looks.
I just get a bit OCD sometimes.
It's just something I do when I'm under stress.
I'm not crazy.
There's nothing wrong with me.
I can do the job.
If tidying eases your stress, come round to my house.
I think there might be a reason for our bad luck.
Last night, when everyone was intimidated and this place ransacked, Kent was working here on his own and nothing happened to him.
I asked him to look into who hired the builder and he found nothing.
I asked him to contact the Congo about what Jimmy and Johnny Kray got up to out there.
And he found nothing.
Hello.
Tell me I'm wrong.
He's just a kid.
And they hurt him badly.
I almost can't blame him.
You want me to tell him? No.
No, he should hear it from me.
Put the phone down.
I've got a lead on the Congo.
Put the phone down and pack your things.
Sir? You're suspended pending an investigation.
Go home.
You think I'm a mole.
Out of everyone, I really wish it hadn't been you.
(FIGHTS BACK THE ANGUISH) 26,27,28,29 (BUCHAN RAPS ON DOOR) May Ier? I'd rather you didn't.
Oh.
Well, I have some results to show you.
I saw young Kent in tears.
Yes.
I know.
Crying.
Next to a donkey.
I know.
Didn't see your car anywhere.
I'm totally aware of my current situation.
It's like we're cursed.
I can't trust anybody around me and the only person helping me is a villain.
Who's the villain? He's part of Jimmy and Johnny's firm.
He's also a double agent working for me.
I'd be wary of accepting help.
Back in the '60s, there was a man called Alan Cooper who worked for the Krays as an armourer.
He provided them with bombs and guns.
What they didn't realise is that he was working for the head of the murder squad, John Du Rose.
I am being wary.
If it wasn't for his leads, this investigation would have stalled.
Alan Cooper also worked for the US State Department.
He was a man of shadows.
You need to find out who else your man is working for.
Perhaps he could be from the dark side too.
If I don't use him, I've got nothing except the past.
I've been over every detail like you said.
I still don't see how you can use history to catch the Krays.
(EXHALES IN EXASPERATION) OK.
We must free our minds and rely on instincts and intuitions.
Anything is possible.
Let us detect.
Please.
We can hardly pluck the answer from thin air.
Tusk! Tusk! Ronnie and Reggie Kray were tried together.
In my opinion, this would never happen again.
Ronnie was insane and not fit to stand trial and Reggie should have argued he was coerced into murder by Ronnie.
Yes, but they refused to betray one another.
Exactly.
They remained inside until they died.
But no-one would want to repeat that bit of history.
That's it.
Divide and conquer.
I want you to set up a meeting between me and Johnny Kray.
Just Johnny.
What makes you think Johnny wants to betray Jimmy? He doesn't want to spend 30 years in prison.
They're twins.
But they're not alike any more, are they? Just talk to Johnny.
Johnny'll be in touch.
He'll send someone to contact one of us.
Driving a wedge between the twins is a good idea.
Bold.
Buchan's.
Oh, Jesus! I'll keep my fingers crossed then.
(DOORBELL RINGS) You're the messenger? Yeah.
Well, they don't give you a choice.
(MOBILE TRILLS) Miles? Carpenter's Arms.
Do you know it? I'll find it.
Where is he, then? He's on his way.
Yeah, well Johnny won't give him a second chance.
He'll be here.
Come on! Cheers.
He's bottled it.
Any second now.
So this is your revenge, is it? Swapping sides? Putting me back in uniform meant I lost a lot of pay.
I had to make up the mortgage somehow.
Humpf.
An open bar and you choose that? I couldn't see any tea making facilities.
Do you want ice? Someone's looking after you, then.
Someone in high places.
That's all I know.
Where's Fitz? I can't hear a heartbeat.
Wait a minute.
He's wearing He's wearing body armour! You bastard! Come on.
Wake up! You knew this was an ambush! You KNEW we could have got killed! What do you want me to do, eh? Die with you?! I got family.
Yeah.
So have I! You are under arrest.
You are the only person in the world who is trying to stop them.
The only one who doesn't get it.
So go on.
Arrest me.
Come on! You're on borrowed time.
DI Chandler.
You're a dead man.
As of now, consider the Krays allies rather than targets.
What they got on you? Money? Sex? What is it? You've been drinking.
You're not fit to lead any enquiry.
See anything you like?