New Tricks s02e07 Episode Script

(SALSA MUSIC PLAYS) Good, very good.
You move well.
But more more attitude! More open.
More sex.
And don´t fight me.
In salsa, the man is always the leader.
The woman is there to follow his signals, his desires.
The man is always in control.
Just like in life.
You must cut off your brain.
Salsa doesn´t come from here.
It comes from here.
From the heart.
If you don´t take your hand off my tit, I´ll break your wrist! It´s all right, it´s okay Doesn´t really matter if you´re old and grey It´s all right, I say, it´s okay Listen to what I say It´s all right, doing fine Doesn´t really matter if the sun don´t shine It´s all right, I say, it´s okay We´re getting to the end of the day - Oi! Oi! Where´s the fire? - The M25 abductor struck again.
- Oh, really? - Yeah, late last night.
Little boy and another girl.
That pervert needs locking up and the key throwing away.
Well, Operation Jenny are on it.
Yeah.
Good.
What? Fucking hell! Oh! Both 10-year-olds, Alan and Daryl, snatched from this lake just before 7 p.
m.
On August the 14th, 1979.
Their fishing tackle was left lying on the bank.
One was in the bivvy while the other was grabbed.
So neither got a proper look at the abductor.
- In the what? - Bivvy.
Like a tent.
Special fishing tent.
Is there really fish in here? Carp, pike, roach, rudd, perch, eels, tench - Can you eat them? - It´s not that kind of fishery.
It´s a coarse fishery.
You just catch them and put them back.
Well, why would you want to do that? Pitting your wits against the wiles of nature.
Proving man is the superior species.
You sit for hours under a flight path by a muddy pond trying to catch fish you can´t even eat? Not a pond.
It´s a pit.
A gravel pit.
After the abduction, it got nicknamed the Pit of Doom.
They dug gravel out of it all through the ´60s.
Most of London´s pebbledash came from here.
When the gravel ran out, they flooded it and stocked a few fish.
And you just found it? No, I got an Ordnance Survey.
- The case.
- Well, it is on file.
It might be, but what about Operation Jenny? Is it just coincidence that that team are upstairs looking at something similar that happened 48 hours ago? - Are they? - You know they are.
Yes.
And it is similar, Jack.
The MO.
Ford Transit Van.
Pairs of young children.
They´ve been looking back at past snatches, trying to establish some pattern.
I think this could be one of their earlier attacks.
Operation Jenny is active.
You can´t just go barging in Jenny cases are, yes, but not this one.
They think it´s too old.
Irrelevant.
So, it is a UCOS case, or rather it will be our case, you know, eventually.
Alan Hall and Daryl Hogarty were snatched on the Friday and escaped on the Sunday.
Unharmed and unmolested.
Found walking around woodland, 30 miles away.
They were local lads, it could´ve been just a prank.
Long walk.
SANDRA: No, no, no.
Strickland has made it quite clear that we were to stop cherry-picking cases.
We catch this guy, it´ll be three bars and a jackpot, never mind cherries.
Look, the MOs are almost identical to the M25 abductions.
- They´re over 20 years apart.
- So? Look, Brian, in 1979 there was no M25.
- That´s the opinion of Operation Jenny.
- Fair comment.
What, he didn´t grab this pair ´cause he was waiting for the motorway to be built? Fair comment.
There are leads worth following.
The original Chief Investigating Officer, Moz Mackintosh.
Oh! Mad Moz! Moz might´ve been loopy, but he was thorough.
He suspected it was a jolly.
So he gave the lads a hard time in questioning.
Rather them than me.
And he was convinced they were telling the truth.
They were bundled into the back of a van and kept there throughout.
- Hooded with sacks and tied up with rope.
- He came prepared.
Are you saying he never removed them from this van? Not at all, not ever? He parked it for two nights inside a garage or a workshop somewhere, and drove away first thing in the morning.
He didn´t speak to them, feed them, or associate with them in any way whatsoever.
Ended up stopping in a lay-by for a slash, the lads forced open the rear van doors and legged it.
Never looked back.
Have you ever heard of a 10-year-old escaping after being abducted? None of the poor little sods in Operation Jenny, that´s for sure.
BRIAN: They got lucky.
He took his eye off them.
BRIAN: Come on.
This could be the man Operation Jenny are looking for.
All right.
But if we even smell anything relevant to Operation Jenny, we inform upstairs.
I´m not upsetting that mob, not even for your extraordinary talents.
- Fair enough.
- All right.
Go on, then, find these two boys and see what they have to say.
Well, he came prepared, ´cause the boys were hooded with sacks and tied with rope, but he never spoke to them, or fed them, or engaged with them in any way.
- Well, how did they know it was a man? - Er ´´He was very strong and smelt of sweat.
´´ I wonder where those boys are now? - Sandra.
- Hm? Do I smell? Only of fags.
Oh.
Golf makes perfect sense.
To golfers.
Golf is a quest for perfection, perfect hand-eye coordination.
It´s a game against yourself.
Whereas fishing, on the other hand - Is out of your control.
- Exactly.
But that´s the whole point! JACK: Maggots and mud and weather and water.
Earth, wind and fire.
The essential elements of nature.
Golf, you´ve got a stick and a ball.
A stick and a ball.
Where´s the challenge in that? - Can I help you? - JACK: Alan Hall? So have you tried giving up before? Once, 1985.
- Well, there you go.
- It only lasted two months.
Yeah, but you were scared about your health, see? Even 20-odd years ago.
I was going out with a Dutch bird, if you must know.
Marika.
Competitive swimmer.
But she couldn´t stand the smell of smoke on me breath, so Well, if I had a ciggie, she wouldn´t You know.
You gave up smoking for a shag.
Hm.
At the moment, you and Daryl are our only possible link to the abductor.
We appreciate that raking up such a painful episode from your past could be upsetting.
You´re joking, aren´t you? Best thing that´s ever happened to me.
- I´m sorry? - It´s the only thing that´s ever happened to me.
Must´ve been scared, though.
Oh yeah, yeah, must´ve been, must´ve been, yeah, yeah.
But I don´t remember it much though, you know? It´s a bit like childbirth, isn´t it? You know, you only remember the good stuff.
Ha! Not that I´ve ever (BREATHING HEAVILY) What good stuff? Eh? Oh, well, Daryl and me, we got to do everything.
I mean everything.
Here, look.
Look.
Yeah.
There you go.
Could you not put your thumb on the Thank you.
Went on Blue Peter.
That´s me, there.
Er, Crackerjack! Crackerjack! Here, do you remember Peter Glaze? The short, fat one with the glasses? Oh, oh.
He was so funny and dead naughty off camera.
He could fart to order.
He had us in fits.
Daryl Daryl actually wet himself.
They had to get a spare pair of trousers out of the wardrobe department, but they were very good about it, though.
Then we got to meet the Queen.
Do you have a current address for Daryl Hogarty? Yes, yes, I do.
Yeah.
You got a pen? There´s one.
Here you are.
There you go, don´t press too hard on the album.
Number one, Pearly Gates Road, Heaven.
Daryl´s dead? Yeah.
Yeah, he died a few years ago.
Brain haemorrhage in Portugal.
Died on the toilet, as it goes.
And that´s not a joke.
No, I couldn´t just go cold turkey! There´s patches, gum, those dummy cigarette things, acupuncture, willpower, um, hyp - Hypnosis? - Regressive hypnosis.
If you´re susceptible, a hypnotist can take you back to that night.
It might just trigger a useful memory.
Unearth details you´d forgotten.
Or that you never knew you knew.
See, the original investigation threw up very few details as to motive or identity of the abductor.
We just want to try something different.
What do you think? Brilliant! Love to.
Can I book it as time off work? Helping the police with their enquiries.
Excellent! Push that button.
Take me to the river Put me in the water Put me in the Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Whatever the opposite of post-traumatic stress disorder is, he´s got it.
If he´s so bloody cheerful, why are we even bothering with the case? Just because he´s dealt with it doesn´t mean he wasn´t still the victim of a horrible crime.
- Yeah, well, no one was hurt.
- Not then, no.
But if it was the M25 guy, then it was only by some miracle, because what he does to his victims is (SHUDDERING IN DISGUST) Oh, come on, let´s get Alan in, get to the bottom of this.
What, using hypnosis? We need to go back to 1979 and the abduction of two 10-year-old boys.
Forget Operation Jenny right now, we need to treat this case as separate in its own right.
It might lead back upstairs, it might not.
And check out that lake.
- Pit.
- Hole.
Find out who owns it.
And no, I´m not happy about using hypnosis, either.
Can´t go to court using evidence gained from hypnosis 25 years after the fact.
We´ll be laughed out of court.
We´re only looking for clues.
Somewhere to start.
According to the file, Alan Hall managed to slip his hood off on the second night.
Had a look at the van.
Ford Transits are the closest the team could muster.
Of which there were Driving around the UK in 1979.
That really helps.
Among the assorted tools, nylon rope, jump-leads, etcetera, there were two items spotted by laughing boy, which were unusual.
Hypodermic needle, unopened, in its packet, and a sack of unidentified nuts.
Junkies? Set of works and a bag of nuts? It´s either junkies or monkeys.
See! That was a joke.
Sort of.
You haven´t completely lost your sense of humour.
- He´s given up smoking.
- Ah.
Giving up.
Trying.
Well, maybe.
JACK: It wasn´t a bag of nuts.
It was a sack of nuts.
But Moz´s team couldn´t make head nor tail of either item.
And we can? Under hypnosis, he might remember something that joins the dots.
(GRUNTING) Brian? (FLOORBOARDS CREAKING) Brian? I found it.
- Here.
- Your old fishing stuff? And this.
Look.
A Mitchell 3,000 reel.
A Mitchell 3,000.
I bought that with money from helping on the milk round.
Didn´t you hear me calling? Hey.
A Mitchell on our canal.
I was like royalty.
Kids used to walk from town just to look at it.
What are you gonna do with that? They don´t make tackle like this anymore.
It´s all changed.
It´s all got so technical.
Competitive.
- Are you selling it, then? - Selling it? No, of course not.
Are you going to take it up again, then? That´s good.
A bit of relaxation, take your mind off work.
A hobby.
A hobby? Fishing´s not a hobby.
No, dear.
It´s it´s a way of life.
Oh, bollocks! (SIGHING) (MOBILE RINGING) - Hello? - BRIAN: It´s me.
Yeah, of course it is.
How´d you know I was up? When I gave up smoking, I didn´t sleep for five months.
(PLANE ENGINE ROARING) Jesus! Where are you? You´re not going all weird on us again, are you? I´m fishing! At the crack of dawn? Right under a flight path? Do you think Moz or anyone off the original investigation team bothered to fish here? You can´t reel ´em in-ity, if you don´t feel a fin-ity.
- Eh? - A fin ity.
I´m getting a feel for the place.
See? I took roach on a maggot, perch on a brandling worm and carp on corn.
Lake´s stuffed with fish.
- Nice stamp of roach.
- Stuffed.
But how many people do you see fishing it? They´re all over at Thorne Valley lakes.
Why? Couldn´t have been this spooky when the boys were fishing here.
I had to squeeze through a rusty gate and hack down brambles to get to this swim.
Mind you, anything called the Pit of Doom is hardly gonna Cor blimey! That´s a Mitchell 3,000, innit? It is! Here, let´s have a look.
No! Don´t Get off! Why not? I just wanna have a look at it.
I had one meself.
Get off it! All I wanna do is have a look at your bleeding rod.
Thanks very much.
(CHAIN RATTLING) Do you want a coffee? Well, they´re certainly not short of a few punters.
It doesn´t make sense, does it? The Pit of Doom is a potential goldmine.
Fish mine.
Goldfish mine? Just doesn´t make sense.
- No.
- If I had to Coffee without a cigarette is a waste of time.
YOUNG DARYL: We´ve got to get out of here, we´ve got to get out.
Alan? YOUNG ALAN: It´ll be all right.
I´ve got my hands free.
Daryl, I see a light.
ALAN: I´m crawling closer to where the light´s coming from and I feel something, bump into it, it makes me jump.
I nearly, nearly scream.
I think it´s him.
The man.
He´s solid and dressed in a rough coat.
But it doesn´t move.
No.
No, it´s not a coat.
It´s too rough.
It´s a sack.
That was the sack of nuts stuff.
We know all about this.
What about the man? What about the abductor? Get him to stick his eye at that hole.
See if he can find any identity clues in the garage.
- Please, you have to speak quietly.
- GERRY: (MOCKINGLY) Hello.
No, we´ve seen this on telly.
It´s all smoke and mirrors.
It doesn´t help unless he can give us details of names, places It doesn´t help to steer too much.
In my experience, too much guidance can lead to suggestion.
Suggestion to fantasy.
Yeah, and the next thing you know, he thinks he´s Tutankhamen If you´d shut your face for five minutes.
Look, why don´t you just carry on I want to look through that hole.
There you go.
Get him to take a look.
Look, look through the hole.
My eye´s up against it.
There´s a breeze.
Cold air, hurts my eyeball.
The light´s bright.
It´s difficult to see.
There´s a bath.
A big white bath, and a work bench.
SANDRA: A bath? ALAN: And bottles.
Big metal bottles with tubes.
JACK: Gas cylinders? And the noise.
It´s keys! In the door.
It´s him! - It´s him! - Is it supposed to be so intense? He´s coming! I can hear him.
He´s just outside, he´s outside! I don´t like this, I´m gonna bring him back.
- Alan.
- No.
- Alan, it´s Bhavani.
- He´s going to see me.
Wait, wait, this is the good bit.
He might see the man.
I can hear his keys.
He´s just outside.
His hand´s on - Leave him, leave him.
- Can you hear me, Alan? Tell him to stay right there, he might get a butcher´s at the bloke! - We might get an identity.
- No, we´ve finished.
- Are you joking? - I´ve gotta get the hood on.
Gotta get the hood on.
Look, it´s dark.
- I can´t find it.
He´s coming! Jesus! Jesus! - I want you to come back, Alan.
Alan.
No, no, no, leave him.
He´s going to tell us something we don´t already know.
Brian, shut up and let her do her work.
- I´ve gotta get the hood on.
- Count back with me, Alan.
No! Alan, count back with me.
Count, Alan.
- He´s coming! - Alan, count back from 10.
Oh, I can´t believe it.
Alan.
Alan.
10, nine - Eight, seven - Such a load of pony.
five, four, three, two, one.
How´d I do? So, he saw a bath, gas bottles, a workbench and tools.
Am I right in getting vaguely uneasy about all this? Doesn´t look good, does it? BRIAN: John George Haigh.
Disposed of his multiple victims by filling his bath with sulphuric acid.
George Joseph Smith.
Drowned seven women in the bath.
Dennis Nilsen.
Dissected his victims´ bodies in his bath.
Herman Webster Mudgett.
Used a blowtorch to torture his victims before dissecting them in the bath.
So what are we saying? This is the lair of some wannabe serial killer? Well, he´s got the right tool kit.
The Black Panther drugged his victims.
- Injected them with paracloxone, before - The syringe.
We don´t know anything about this man, apart from the fact that he kept an odd collection of things in his van.
Now, did he know the area? Did he have a connection? Did he live, work there, somewhere in between? And we need to find out who owns that lake and if the ownership is in some way linked to the identity of the abductor.
- Do we know that yet? - Yeah.
Nelson Aggregates did own it, until the gravel ran out.
Then after clean-up, flooding and stocking, they donated it to Middlesex County Council for recreational use.
The council then sold it to a fishing club, who later unloaded it to a fishing syndicate.
Six months before the abduction, they sold it on to We don´t know.
We´re still waiting on the search.
Land Registry Records Office are They are crap.
How come you know so much about fishing? Dark secrets.
No, I used to do a bit when I was a boy.
Oh! I´m so stupid.
I know who can tell us who owns it.
You´ve got some God! Jesus Christ! You stupid, immature tosser! - Careful, you´re standing on them! - Is this your idea of a bloody Hold on, hold on! They´re not mine, they´re his.
Oh, God, you arseholes! I left the lid up so they wouldn´t suffocate.
I don´t think she likes you keeping your maggots in the fridge.
JACK: She´s madly in love with you and uses aggression to mask her true feelings.
I´m not joking.
I mean, she doesn´t shout at him, does she? Doesn´t call him a tosser.
A stupid, immature tosser.
Even when she finds out it´s his fault.
- Finds out? - Officially, you grassed him up.
You ratted on me.
Only ´cause you weren´t man enough to own up.
There wasn´t time.
You´d sold me down the river before I could draw breath.
- Squealer.
- Snitch.
Piss off! (BRIAN AND JACK LAUGHING) BRIAN: This lot know everyone.
Been here forever.
Sold fishing tackle to Moses.
Run by Big Nicky Suett and Kenny Rogers.
- Not the Kenny Rogers? - Yeah.
Not Ruby Don´t Take Your Love To Town Kenny Rogers? Eh? So he says he comes round the bend at the weir and there´s two Bosnians with a tennis net Oi, Robbie.
Here, Richworth sent these flavour samples.
Indian Spice.
with a tennis net that they´ve nicked from Vicky Park.
One geezer either side of the canal, and they´re dragging it! They trawl Oh, shit, Gerry Standing.
I´m off! - Kenny? - Oi, Kenny.
Kenny, Kenny! Oi! Where you going? - He ain´t pukka Old Bill anymore.
- Sorry, sorry.
Kenny, come on, pack it in.
(GROANING) Kenny.
So you were running from him because he was chasing you, and you were chasing him because he was running from you? Listen, when I was in the job, I nicked him eight times.
Seven.
The fifth one didn´t stick.
Anyway, no wonder Kenny legged it.
He was always sniffing round here.
Yeah, well, I wouldn´t have bothered if he wasn´t knocking out bent gear at the back door.
Look, we´re not interested in what you´re up to.
- What do you want, then? - Information.
What´s the test-curve on this, then? Pound and half - I´m not telling you nothing.
- Information on angling.
What do you know about the fishery up at Wrayscott? - Thorne Valley Lakes? - No, not that one.
The overgrown one.
- You mean the Pit of Doom? - Yeah, yeah.
Very bad place.
Very unlucky.
Lad nearly drowned there when they first flooded it.
And those two lads that got snatched from there ages ago were chopped to pieces.
- And that´s where Yatesy got his beating.
- Who´s Yatesy? Bob Yates.
Bob Yates? Former holder of the British carp record? What beating? Well, he did a load of articles for Carpworld about discovering this unfished lake, which everyone ignored ´cause it looked so shite.
But he theorised that there was a record carp in it.
Except when he did a night fishing session, someone jumped him and give him a right kicking.
I want a Shimano Baitrunner and a spool of Berkley Big Game.
You are gonna pay for this, ain´t you? Who owns it now? - What, the Pit of Doom? - Yeah.
- You mean you don´t know? - No.
(LAUGHING) They don´t know! The Metropolitan Police Sports and Social Club? They got so embarrassed over the abduction, they stopped using it for a while.
First for six months, then another year.
Meanwhile, the fishing section went next door.
In the end, they never reopened.
- Been trying to offload it ever since.
- Okay, okay.
But then five years ago Bob Yates was found unconscious on the morning of June the 16th First day of the season.
by a dog walker.
Multiple injuries consistent with being beaten by a baseball bat.
- British carp record holder.
Top angler.
- Ex-record holder.
Sorry, boys, you have completely lost me.
We are investigating the abduction of two 10-year-old boys, are we not? Now what are you saying, that this guy also had a pathological hatred for men in green waders? Pit of Doom´s too deep for waders.
No, no.
The beating and the abduction happened in the same place.
Now, what if we´re trying to make the wrong connection? Maybe it´s not what happened, but where it happened.
BRIAN: It´s the Pit that connects the boys to the beating.
Yeah, but someone should at least go and see Yates.
- I´ll go.
- We´ll all go.
Oh, no.
- Except Jack.
- Thank you.
But if this doesn´t pan out Brian! we drop the fishing angle, agreed? Okay.
Gerry.
I´m sorry I called you a tosser.
With all due respect, what you actually called me was a Don´t push it.
Yeah.
Very yummy.
Blimey! Is there a lot of money in fishing, then? Not a bean.
The opposite, in fact.
Britain´s most popular sport, Britain´s worst funded sport.
So how come An amazing fluke of luck and copyright.
- I used to design album covers.
- Yeah? Started in the late ´60s.
I was hot for about ten years.
- Just enough to - Yeah, it´s nice.
So what have you got stocked in here, then? Commons, mirrors, grass carp, a few koi.
We experiment with all carp.
Experiment? We do hybrids.
We mess around with mixing strains, as well as some genetically historical strains.
Rare breeds.
- What can you tell us about your beating? - It hurt.
I know it´s not very helpful, but I don´t remember a thing.
I don´t even remember going fishing that day.
I had head injuries.
Did you see any other vehicles, any other fishermen? I wish I could help.
It´s a blank.
Total amnesia.
Strange, I know, but I can´t believe it happened.
Completely gone.
SANDRA: Who do you think did it? YATES: The Essex Carp Mafia, the Colne Valley thugs? The carp record runner-up? Fishing´s a very small, very bitchy world.
You don´t get to be a British record holder without treading on a few toes, sadly.
Guvnor.
(PHONE RINGING) - Jack Halford.
- Jack, I´m at the farm.
- Is it a funny farm? - What? - Nothing.
- Jack, listen.
We´ve got a suspect.
My wife´s away at the moment, but her very good friend Helena´s husband is a QC.
Should I call him? I mean, I´d really rather not bother him.
We need you to remember the night of August the 14th, 1979.
Okay.
Well, that´s the thing, you see.
I can.
Anal retention.
Terrible anal retention.
Not just me, anglers generally.
We have this overriding compulsion to catalogue the piddling minutiae of our lives.
We use fishing as an excuse to record the catch, the weather, where we fished.
But it spills over into the rest of life, too.
Are you saying that you keep records? Mm.
Diaries.
Volumes.
I´m like a teenage schoolgirl.
Worse, probably.
I have no particular excuse other than vanity and a compulsive quest for order.
Mr Lane, you´re a fisherman.
Compulsion, neatness, order.
I´m making sense, aren´t I? You could always phone my assistant Judy, she knows where they are.
She´ll tell you exactly what I was doing that night.
Is that on your office number? - Yes.
- I´ll do that now.
Oh, my God, how embarrassing.
Right.
So now tell us about the equipment in your garage.
Well, I know it´s weird, and the syringes always give it this air of, I don´t know, something sleazy.
But in fish-farming, and it´s not a big world, but everyone, absolutely everyone, has a bath and oxygen cylinders, and a heap of syringes.
The bath is used to isolate the fish when they need treatment, antibiotics or whatever, and the syringes he used for localised treatment, and the oxygen just keeps them alive.
So why didn´t Brian know about baths and syringes being used - Brian catches fish, he doesn´t breed them.
- Well? For the whole of August 1979, Yates was in India on a tea plantation, where they only grow white tea.
- Sounds very nice.
- Great.
So it wasn´t him.
Not even close.
There you go.
So, the current record, the one that beat yours, came from the Thorne Valley fishery, the place just next door to the Pit? Well, that´s the official version.
You don´t think the fish was caught in Thorne Valley? - Where else could it have come from? - Why don´t you ask the fish? SANDRA: I have let them go to the zoo to interview a fish.
This is getting more and more bizarre by the minute.
You want to see bizarre? Oh, God! These people! That is unbel (PHONE RINGING) Pullman, hello.
- Sorry, who? - Esther.
Esther Lane.
Oh, Esther! I´m sorry, I was on another planet.
I just wondered, I, um Please say if it´s not appropriate.
I just wondered if I could have a word with you in private, do you mind? No, not at all.
Yeah.
How about 4:00? Okay.
Right, I´ll see you.
No, it´s fine.
I´ll see you then.
Right.
Bye-bye.
- Esther? - Yeah, she´s worried about Brian.
He seems on good form at the moment.
Almost normal.
Clarissa was the first carp to be brought here, in 1961.
Nobody had ever seen one that big.
Broke all records, 44 pounds.
They were queuing round the block.
- Carp fishermen? - Of course.
- Clarissa? - Oh, well, that´s the deal.
You catch a record carp, you get to name it, and it gets to come and live here.
- What did you call yours? - The Cardinal.
And what´s this one´s name? Tallulah.
From the Native American Choctaw word for leaping water.
- Oh, that´s nice.
- Bloody stupid name.
- Bernice Webster.
- Mr Yates.
Bernice knows more about carp physiognomy and genetics than the rest of us ever will.
Oh.
Sadly, Bernice is not a fan of angling.
I don´t object to fishing.
I just object to most of the pathetic saddos that do it.
Present company excepted.
Not necessarily.
These gentlemen, Bernice, are police officers.
So what´s your problem with fishermen? Other than the fact that they´re like a bunch of overgrown schoolboys huddled behind the bike sheds with their dicks out, measuring to see who´s got the biggest? Fishing? Well, I only want to know whether it´s just a hobby that´s popped up again or whether it´s a work thing.
- Well, it´s - Oh, I´m doing the wrong thing, aren´t I? - I shouldn´t be bothering you with this.
- No, no, not at all.
Honestly.
It´s just, you know what Brian´s like.
You know how he gets when he How he Well, he gets so enthusiastic when he gets something in his head.
Barry Brownlow, the current record holder, says he caught this Tallulah at Thorne Valley Lakes.
- But you don´t think he really - I have no particular opinion on the matter.
But you don´t think it came from Thorne Valley, do you? Look, I can´t really express If I came out with anything publicly, it would just sound like sour grapes.
The fact is, this fish broke my record.
End of story.
Yeah, but if he´s lying, it shows that something dodgy is going on between Thorne Valley and the Pit of Doom.
And that might lead us to who snatched Alan and Daryl.
Is there any way of telling where Tallulah came from? Of course.
It´s a simple forensic procedure.
You take a fish scale sample and analyse the trace elements contained in the scale tissue, and cross-match it with a water sample from the lake.
So what do we need to get a scale sample off this fish? - My permission.
- And let me guess, you wouldn´t give it.
Correct.
What about you, Esther? Hobbies? Apart from looking after Brian? Well, I´ve tried lots of things.
Evening classes, mainly.
Yoga, pottery, painting, life drawing.
Nude? - Tap dancing, needlepoint, Spanish - How about a glass of wine? - Oh, I don´t think - Oh, go on.
Just a little one.
WAITER: Be with you in a minute, madam.
Upholstery, soft furnishings.
All this makes me sound very flighty.
- We could always get a court order.
- Feel free.
I don´t think you quite understand how serious this is.
The case we´ve reopened involved the abduction of two 10-year-old boys.
And whoever took them is still out there.
A scale from that fish will tell you nothing, except that it´s lived in that tank for four years.
By now, any residual trace elements would have been flushed out its system.
You need a scale sample taken from the time it was caught.
Brownlow might have one.
People don´t get their trophy fish stuffed anymore, it´s not considered very PC.
So on special fish, they take a scale and get it mounted in a pretty glass case.
I´ve got a couple.
Yeah, but he´s hardly gonna give the scale up if he knows it´s gonna be used to discredit his record.
Didn´t you take any scale samples when it first arrived? Yes, we did.
- Do you still have them? - Yes, we do.
- Can we use them? - Won´t be any use to you.
Unless you have a sample of the lake water for comparison.
(MOBILE RINGING) - Gerry.
- Where are you? - In the car.
- That´s good.
We need you to do something.
(RUSTLING) How come you´re allowed to smoke in here? It´s my laboratory.
I thought all laboratories had to be sterile.
(BEEPING) You have a match.
Tallulah lived in the lake where this sample came from.
Abnormally high magnesium carbonate content.
Brownlow´s lying.
He didn´t catch his carp where he said he did.
It came from Pit of Doom, not Thorne Valley.
Pit of Lies.
BRIAN: We know the equipment in the abductor´s garage connects him to fishing and/or fish breeding.
SANDRA: If it was his garage, he might just have parked there.
GARY: The syringes were in the van.
Okay.
But why would anyone lie about where they caught a fish? Men who hunt record fish are a secretive bunch.
If you´ve found a good spot, you keep it to yourself.
Brownlow lied.
Brownlow fished the Pit of Doom.
So how come he´s the only one who fished there and never got attacked? We get quite a pilgrimage through here, to meet me and talk about the night I broke the record.
I´ve never had a group of officers before.
So it´s nice.
Now, Discovery Channel did a whole one-hour dramatised reconstruction of the night I broke the record.
Usually visitors like to kick off with that.
- It throws up all sorts of questions.
- You lied, Mr Brownlow, didn´t you? I beg your You lied about where you caught the fish.
We can prove it.
That carp didn´t come from Thorne Valley.
Maybe you didn´t even catch it at all.
I´m afraid I´m going to have to ask you to leave.
We´re police officers conducting an investigation, Mr Brownlow.
You can´t just ask us to leave.
- Cheryl? - You sure you want your wife to hear this? Um, nothing.
- Are you going to take my record away? - Tell us about that night.
It´s just, I´ve got sponsorship deals.
As the record Look, would you rather do this down at the station? I was fishing a night session at Thorne Valley.
In the island swim.
I had nothing all night.
Nothing all week.
Nothing all season, really, to speak of.
BROWNLOW: I got woken up by a man.
SANDRA: What man? He didn´t exactly introduce himself.
He had this big wet sack.
It was Tallulah.
The biggest carp I´ve ever seen.
The biggest carp anyone´s ever seen.
SANDRA: So you pretended you´d caught it and claimed the record? Well, he told me to.
He knew how big it was.
He told you to? He told me to call the records committee immediately.
Did he say anything else? He told me if I mentioned him or what happened to anyone, he´d come and find me, find out where I lived and my family How old are you, Mr Brownlow? BRIAN: What a weasel.
Nah, he´s just a boring little man who had a sniff of excitement.
Fame on a plate.
Very hard to resist.
But how can you live with yourself, knowing that - Or, he´s an out-and-out liar.
- No, he´s not a liar.
How do you know? Well, he´s 42.
In 1979, he would have been 16.
Now, a 16-year-old abducting two 10-year-olds, then driving them round in a great big van for two days? Not my idea of joy riding.
No.
He´s telling the truth.
Why did the man with the sack give away a record fish? If he caught it, why didn´t he claim it? It´s not exactly the behaviour of a fish-kissing Carpworld centrefold, is it? SANDRA: No.
And as a result of people not knowing that that carp was caught in the Pit, - the other fishery, what´s it called? - Thorne Valley.
Yeah, Thorne Valley has been packed ever since.
It was a scam to make Thorne Valley famous? Or or maybe it was a scam to make the Pit infamous.
Right, because if the word had got out, then the Pit would have been packed.
- Yeah.
- And then Yates is beaten to a pulp? It´s massive negative publicity.
Yeah.
And as soon as that begins to wane, the lake next door claims the British record.
I mean, who´s going to want to fish in what looks like a stinking pit, when next door there´s potential record water? It´s like I said, it´s the where, not the what and the why.
(SHOUTING) Brian? Brian! Brian! Come on, help him.
He´s in trouble.
Help him, mate.
- What? - Help him.
Do something.
There you go.
Grab hold of that.
Blimey.
It´s Robbie Duke! SANDRA: Saying nothing is not gonna help you, Robbie.
You´re under suspicion for the abduction of Alan Hall and Daryl Hogarty.
And grievous bodily harm, maybe attempted murder, on Bob Yates.
Saying nothing´s only gonna make things worse.
So you say.
Robbie, I know your brother Danny was behind all this.
Now, you may think that he´s smarter than you, but he´s the one serving life in maximum security.
Don´t let him drag you there as well.
Danny´s very sick, Robbie.
Knocking over safe deposit vaults in Kensington may be very smart, but kidnapping and torturing the vault manager´s wife? Until her husband coughed up the vault´s combinations.
No, it wasn´t torture.
He just threatened her a little bit.
The gang got away with millions, didn´t they? Jewellery, cash, bonds.
But Danny didn´t, did he? Forensics put him right at the heart of the torture.
- Blood.
Prints.
Semen.
- No, no! Robbie, Danny was on remand before the firm had even divvied up the haul.
- Stop it! - SANDRA: It´s tricky.
Being on the inside and relying on your colleagues on the outside to look after your share, keep it safe till you get out.
Who would you trust? Kith or kin? Oh, there´s no question.
Kin, every time.
I never hurt the boys.
I could´ve done.
I didn´t have to let them go.
Robbie, you didn´t let them go.
They escaped.
- Yeah! - They forced the back doors of the van.
I left it half-locked! I left it so they just had to push it a bit.
I let them go.
I ain´t stupid.
I didn´t want to let her go.
Her? Is she in the lake, Robbie? Which ´´her´´ is in the lake, Robbie? Carp.
I knew she was a record when I saw her in the lake.
Ages before I caught her.
I could´ve had the record for me.
I caught it, I found it.
But I had to give it to that twonk at Thorne Valley.
´´Keep people away from the Pit, Robbie.
´´ My name should´ve been next to the carp record weight.
So in the lake She´s in the zoo now.
It´s not right.
It´s not where she should be.
- She should be in the lake.
- Yeah, yeah, but what is in the lake? You don´t leave your divvy baby brother standing guard for two decades unless you know there´s a fortune at the end of it for you.
I bet he thought that was an act of sheer genius, stashing his swag at the bottom of the lake.
Shame we were too clever for him, innit? - Oi, come on, Brian.
We´ve done well.
- How? We´ve solved three unsolved crimes.
Yates´s beating, Alan´s abduction, and now we´ve found the proceeds of a rather nasty robbery.
I can´t wait to see Danny Duke´s face when we tell him we´ve found his pension fund.
And any reason to piss off Danny Duke, you know you´ve done well.
BRIAN: But Gerry, I wanted to get the M25 abductor.
Look, Operation Jenny is still ongoing.
They know what they´re doing.
Yeah, I know.
- I suppose I just hoped we´d get him.
- Yeah.
I really wanted to get him.
Yeah, I know.
- Come on, mate, let´s go.
- What, you´re not interested? No.
No, you´re right.
There are more important things to worry about.
Hold on, hold on.
(GERRY GRUNTS) Hello, Danny.
(DANNY CHUCKLES) Gerry Standing.
I thought you´d gone to Hell, where you belong.
Must´ve just been a dream.
Colour suits you.
This is Superintendent Pullman.
Nice.
Delegation, Danny.
Hardest aspect of management.
Finding reliable work colleagues and then being able to safely delegate responsibility to them.
She´s very good.
She put out much? Your little brother did a good job.
Too good, really.
He guarded what he had to guard very well.
It was just those other toe rags who were supposed to share out your portion who weren´t quite so conscientious.
Yeah, poor old Robbie, spent the best part of 25 years guarding your big box.
What a waste of time.
- I got plenty of time.
- Yeah, and I´ve got a lovely picture of the inside of your box.
Looks more like the inside of your head, if you ask me.
Rocks.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, we used to break them.
Not allowed any more.
All TV and soft toilet rolls these days.
- You don´t believe me? - Believe you? You´re so full of shite, you even look like a septic tank.
Yeah, well, I´ve got loads of other pictures.
Yeah.
I wonder what your little friends in D Block will think, eh? Have a nice day.
What was all that stuff with the photos? Look, when you´re in a big nick, if everyone inside thinks you´ve got a big chunk of cash from your last job waiting on the outside, you get treated with a certain degree of respect.
Oh, I see, so if everyone knows you got nothing ´cause your double-crossing scumbag mates have conned you out of it You´re so cynical.
- I thought you´d given up.
- Yeah, I did.
But you´ve got to be careful.
Got to watch the old waistline.
Give up for too long, start piling the pounds on.
Not in the car.
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Every year, thousands of children have to go to hospital because of breathing other peoples´ cigarette smoke.
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