Ashes To Ashes s02e08 Episode Script
Season 2, Episode 8
Operation Rose.
- What is it? - Is coming.
The Doctor got the bullet out.
You're going to be OK.
You know about Operation Rose.
May be your exit route.
The bullet's out! Time to go home.
DCI Hunt? PC Summers.
Hello, Alex.
What the hell are you doing? Just as I'm about to get out, you show up.
- Seems like a good lad.
- He's dangerous, is what he is.
Somebody in this room misappropriated a vital piece of evidence, jeopardising the entire case.
The site manager's Michael Lafferty.
This Isn't on the map.
What's in it? Something Lafferty was prepared to kill for.
That'd do it.
I haven't the faintest idea what you're talking You're behind the disappearance of a damn good police officer.
- What are we doing? - Waiting.
- What for? - A traitor.
Detective Constable Christopher Skelton made a mistake he deeply regrets.
Shaz, I am so sorry.
You are not the only you in this world.
Martin Summers.
You can't do this, you can't change history.
What have you done? Are you going to sort this mess out? You can't go home until you do.
No, I'm going back and you can't stop me.
Alex And The 'Orrible Awful 'Eadache.
You'd better be sitting comfortably or there'll be tears.
"Alex Drake loved brains.
She loved the way they controlled your arms and your legs.
"Made you hungry and thirsty.
"She loved that these balls of wrinkly sponge could be filled with all our dreams, hopes and fears.
" This is fantastic.
Bloody brilliant, Guv, another childhood memory ruined! Is there any flaming action in this? "Ever since she was a kid, Alex had wanted to study brains" Tell me about the blag, Doyle! I know it's coming.
So start RUDDY TALKING!! Right! Willie Rushton.
Kenneth Williams I loved Kenneth Williams! Could have been anyone Shut your gob! Or I'll come round your houses and stamp on all your toys.
Right, sick it all up for me, Doyle.
When? Where? How? TELL ME!! "When Alex grew up she became a policewoman" Police officer.
"Or Plonk, as her friends called her.
"But she never gave up her love of brains - so she studied something called 'psychiatry'" - Psychology.
"Now, this wouldn't help her become a better Plonk, but in her own little girly way it made her very happy" Right, think that's enough of that, don't you? "And then one day, Alex met Pete" "Alex and Pete fell in love, and they had a daughter, Molly" You know, I'm going to chuck if this lot carries on.
Who were the guns for? Who did you sell them to? You better change your mind tomorrow, Doyle.
"And Alex was, of course, "a brilliant mum" Was I, though? "Until the 'eadache.
" "The 'orrible awful 'eadache.
" "It was 'orrible" "It was awful" Alex, this is Samuel Gerard.
I'm your surgeon.
Surgeon That's good.
That's very good.
We managed to stop the bleeding in your brain.
But there's an infection.
A rather nasty infection Now I need you to listen, Alex, because I know your periphery senses are returning.
We're administering these super-antibiotics.
And they're very strong.
Fifty ml is the limit.
OK? So you've got to fight this infection.
Show us how strong you are.
Then what? It's kill or cure time, Alex.
Fifty ml and it's over.
My name is Alex Drake.
I've been shot and that bullet's 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.
Guilty conscience? You covered up a murder, Alex.
That young Bobby had his whole life ahead of him.
As crimes go, - it's biggie.
- Clock's ticking.
I've got until 50 ml to beat the infection that's killing me.
That's you by the way.
You think I'm the rot? That's ironic.
- Then I'm going home.
- If you're strong enough.
I'll stop you and then I'll be strong enough.
Well, you haven't done a good job of it so far.
See? I'm one step ahead of you, Alex, all the time.
You see, I understand you.
Why you make these tapes.
The private agonies of someone trying to figure out the meaning of life.
Or death.
I am going home.
Do you really want to go "home" that badly? I'm in the room next to you.
We share nurses.
I hear them talking.
You've only said one word since you came to the hospital.
Just the one.
"Gene".
No great surprise, is it? This world, it's a maze he's the one constant.
But you lie to him, too.
What if you told him the truth, what you've done, how you buried that body? Would he be a constant then? Alex! - I am in control! - No.
I knew there was a reason I came here, I knew it the moment I arrived.
And to stop me, you need to find out what it is quickly, because, as you say, the clock is ticking.
Good luck.
Chris? I can't go back.
Yes, you can.
Walk in with me.
Come on.
No, Ma'am, you don't get it.
That way you're looking at me.
That's how they look at Kurt Russell when they think he's the Thing in, well, in The Thing.
When they think he's a monster on the inside.
I can't take that.
Come on, it'll be all right.
What's this? It was like that when we got in, ma'am.
What can I do to help, Ray? Why don't you sit tight for now, yeah? Maybe we should have some lunch today.
Yeah, if I'm not too busy.
Of course, yeah.
Only if you're not too busy.
Because I need to phone my mum about the flowers.
Flowers? Is there much point now? You OK? You look drawn.
Yeah, got a bit of a headache, Shaz.
I'll get you something.
Thanks.
I came back to 1981 for a specific reason, to see my parents, right? OK.
And he came back to '82 because this year is important to him.
Why? Right, shake a leg, you lot.
It appears that every snout and grass in town has gone to ground.
Something big is about to happen and I want my team ahead of the game.
Robbery, Guv? Armed and dangerous.
And it's just gotten worse.
You know that snout I went to see, Rock Salmon Doyle? According to the girl who works with him, he's as dead as one of his own haddock.
Not you.
When we hauled those guns in from the building site we upset a tasty little plan.
Rock Salmon supplies shooters and the underworld needed to replace 'em, fast.
Doyle wanted to talk about it and when I got here he'd gone schtum.
We had words thereafter.
Chip oil.
The vat must've spilt.
Aww.
I missed my brekkie.
I'm starved.
Yeah, you look like you're wasting away(!) Stinking bastard pig filth! You killed him! Would you calm down? Don't you read the news? We only kill people in custody.
You lousy rotten bastard scum! All right, that's enough now, that's enough You, keep an eye out here.
Carley, whatever you tell us it won't implicate you.
You're not under arrest.
What happened to Doyle? It was a really big job.
He was really excited.
Then, he found out more and he got so scared Who'd he move the guns on to? I don't know! What makes you think he's dead? So where's his left hand? Oh, no, they tortured him.
His second battering of the night.
Don't think that was the only thing they cut off.
You are pulling my todger Well, he's not pulling his! Come here, you beauty.
If you're looking for some, forget it.
This is all they had frying.
What? Oh, come on Ray.
Taking one bite out of a deep-fried penis doesn't make you a bad person.
You must feel like a right sucker, mate.
What you having for lunch today, Ray? Meat and two veg? Gives a whole new meaning to eating someone else's packed lunch.
In my office, Lady Bols.
This is DCI John Carnegie, Fenchurch West.
- You all right? You look sick.
- Yeah, I'm fine.
She's just seen a man's tackle turned into a fish supper.
It's an infection.
Small dose of the clap? Or the full round of applause? Yeah, it's third-stage VD, Guv.
I'm an aggressively promiscuous nymphomaniac, you know that.
Good for you.
OK, so sadly a young bobby from our district, PC Martin Summers Well, his body was found on Lafferty's building site this morning.
Drake? Would you like to know how he died or should we mime something? Yes, of course, I'm sorry.
How did he, er? He was shot.
.
22 calibre.
Lafferty's been charged with murder already.
Summers must've come across him and got bumped for his troubles.
Summers was a nice lad.
Make it stick.
We'd appreciate it.
You know me, Carnegie.
Nobody gets away.
Especially not cop killers.
PC Summershe was a good officer.
I underestimated him, that was my mistake.
That was my fault.
That was my fault.
Right.
Well I know the way out.
I wish I did.
Big night on the gin slings? Lafferty did not kill PC Summers.
It was - It was a bent copper.
- No, it was Lafferty.
His M.
O.
No, it was a bent copper and I have to stop him.
Right now we need to find out where Doyle's guns went and who they were for.
There's a major blag going on and I wanna nab it, Drakey.
- The Summers case can wait.
- I have to stop this infection.
Time's running out for me.
Time's running out for moi.
That's French.
Sorry.
I'm under pressure.
Doyle is dead.
And I want these bastards who are planning this.
You got the DTs? You want to pour yourself a large scotch, that should sort you out.
Could do with something stiff inside you.
Ray You know, this used to be the gents.
What is this, France? Now listen, the guv's focused on this robbery, OK.
But you and I can still keep a few plates spinning.
I need you, Chris, and Shaz working as closely as possible with me.
Cos we're mugs.
I prefer "a coalition of the willing".
Like I said, mugs.
I need you to find out about PC Martin Summers.
Where he drank, where he lived, friends, enemies, everything.
Look, what's all this in aid of? It's in aid of finding answers.
Summers shouldn't be dead.
Nah, he's a young man, it's terrible No, Ray, he shouldn't be dead.
He doesn't die in 1982, but this year was critical in his life.
Something happens to Summers in this time.
Something really significant, it has to.
Yeah, he gets killed.
The Guv wants all eyes front and centre on this blag.
Flamin' Nora.
You know what the biggest crime of all is? That I'll never want to eat a sausage ever again.
Oh, Ray.
It was a sausage.
Rock Salmon's willy-winky was stuffed in his pocket.
They've been having you on.
Evil bastards! Just find out everything you can about PC Summers.
Do you want me to use the network? You know, The Lodge.
Ray, the person behind this is IN the bloody Lodge! He's got a whole web of officers working for him.
Break the web and we break him.
Guv, this woman wants you.
- Can I help you, love? - Erm I don't know Well, don't be put off by my aftershave.
Underneath I'm a very nice man.
No I'll leave it.
What was all that about? Dunno.
Some jokes, they just aren't funny.
- Thanks, Shaz.
- What's that pong? There was chip oil over the floor.
It's on our shoes.
Charlie-Victor be advised.
Infection still virulent, dose up to 18 ml - No, Shaz, please! - Sorry, Ma'am, I'll just turn it off What did it say? What was it, 18? I don't know.
I wasn't listening.
Guv, dabs off Doyle's body.
Bruise marks on Doyle's arm.
Killer was wearing gloves.
Look at the size of his hand! Big Daddy Splash or what?! It's Tiny Tim Rivens.
Six foot two, brick shithouse.
Would somebody get some Shake 'n' Vac? I can still smell that batter! I told you, it's on our shoes Guv, I've got an idea.
If it pays off, I get to go after Summers' killer, yeah? CID, Mr Rivens.
Did you cut up Rock Salmon Doyle last night? Come on, we can keep a secret.
I was helping my kid sis here build a rabbit hutch.
So you weren't at Doyle's chip shop? These are very clean.
Have they just been scrubbed? That's very good.
- I thought she was going to bake a cake.
- Water won't wash off chip fat.
I don't know what you're on about.
Those boots have got motor oil on 'em.
If that isn't chip fat then I'm Liberace's love-child.
You're nicked.
I'll burn her! Where you gonna go, Cuba? Come on, tiger.
Easy.
Right.
I've done my bit.
I'm after Summers.
That's why you came to see me, to tell me about your brother? Maybe I dunno.
Dunno what to do any more.
.
I've had it.
Right, I'll get one of my officers to drive you.
I wanna ride with you.
They found this at Tiny's place an' all.
It's like one of the things they use to weigh baby elephants in Animal Magic.
It's got metal strips running through it to reinforce it.
Thanks, Skip.
If we find any baby elephants then we're sorted.
Probably a tool-bag.
Career blagger like Tiny isn't gonna leave incriminating stuff about.
Yeah, you just do your job and be grateful you're still Go on, say it.
Be grateful I'm still here? All right, Guv.
So, tell me about your brother.
He's an evil bastard.
He's pulling a job.
He is pulling a job.
You don't remember me, do you? I meet a lot of gangsters' families, sweetheart.
Yes, he's pulling a job.
I don't know what but it's planned for tomorrow.
Thank you.
Stick around.
I ain't going anywhere.
Guv! Time's running out for me here.
I need Time's running out for me an' all.
According to the sister, this blag's going off within 24 hours.
- Come on, Inspector - Guv, I can't.
I need to stay focused.
I have to stop Summers - Summers? Summers is dead.
- No, I mean What do you mean? What is getting to you, Drake? Nothing.
Focus on this case.
Doyle gets you the guns for a blag.
Then he gets scared and calls us.
You torture him to find out what he blabbed, then you top him.
- You tortured him first.
- I don't torture, I interrogate.
Like now.
When's it happening? Where's the hit? Who's the gang? I should tell you, Mr Hunt, I'm into bondage and you're giving me a stiffy.
Just give us some bloody names! Tough nuts are supposed to be your forte.
You crack him.
I'll get on with his sister.
He's buckling under your technique.
Keep going Just stay in this room.
You basically live here, don't you? Shaver in your office.
These men.
Seen them with your brother recently? No.
Take a good look.
You know, we met about a year ago.
The Gatepost pub.
My cousin's birthday party.
- You turned up to arrest him.
- No recollection.
Photos You were about eight times over the limit.
You kissed me.
Said it was the only way to shut me up.
- Did it work? - No.
No.
Maybe you didn't kiss me for long enough.
Go away.
I'm not talking to you.
Just don't call me.
D'you think I should bother the guv now with this name from Tiny's place? Is this enough to mean anything? Just go in, Ray.
Of course it means something.
Show some bloody initiative.
Oi! Mr High and Mighty.
The last thing I need is a lecture from you on good policing, all right?! Sod this.
I don't have to put up with this for the rest of my life.
Chris, please Ray, say something! Don't nick all the pens on your way out.
I'm sorry, love.
He's a twonk.
I'm a twonk.
He doesn't tell me anything, and I'm too smart to ask.
You know that.
Why did I bring you here? Because I swooned.
And I think you've got a soft spot for damsels in distress.
I love your hands.
You don't give much away, do you? You hide it all behind those pretty eyes.
Do not talk soft in my office.
Does that DI of yours notice those eyes? Little too in love with herself.
Well, I noticed them.
Moment I saw you in the Gatepost I can't do this.
- It feels stupid.
It does, doesn't it? Tiny always said that if he got nicked, I was to get in with the senior officer Go on And Flash your boobs, metaphorically speaking? Well, if it's any consolation, I was fooled for about the first two seconds.
- What gave it away? - It's not your fault.
It's just that beautiful women don't do that with me.
- Beautiful women? - Yeah.
Your brother did this to Rock Salmon.
I don't get involved with his work, really.
I swear.
But I'll tell you this, Mr Hunt, Tiny is as nervous as I've known him about a job.
Now, I really don't know anything else.
Then we're done.
Right.
Which side looks empty and which side looks full? What? There's no wrong answer - don't be afraid.
Which side has the void? That one.
Empty.
Now, first thing that comes into your head.
Bath-tub.
I'm not going to Come on.
Be a man.
Play the game.
Bath-tub.
Bubbles.
Bicycle.
- Girl.
- Chestnut.
- Bonfire.
- Stockings.
- You.
- Ice cream.
- Sundays.
- Funfair.
- Candy-floss.
- Gun.
- Cornflakes.
- Death.
- Weekdays.
- Rose.
- Coppers.
- Rose.
- You already done that.
- Rose.
- You already done that.
- Think of something else! - I said coppers.
- Come on, think of something else.
COPPERS! ROSE COPPERS! ROSE COPPERS! Can't think of anything else, can you? Piss off! Why kill a grass so close to an armed robbery? Why bring that much heat on yourself? Because you were ordered to by some very serious people.
I've got it! Your blag, it's being set up by police officers.
Tiny told me Well, his sub-conscious revealed it to me during a state of anxiety.
It's Operation Rose.
It's this robbery! That's what Mac was going on about when he died.
So bent coppers are going to pull off a blag.
That means when we nicked Lafferty, we took their guns.
Yeah, and they got some more from Rock Salmon Doyle.
-Excellent! A breakthrough! Thank you Bols.
Thank you.
Keep at him with the old psychology.
Guv? That's exactly what it is.
Guv, we got this name from Tiny Tim's place.
King Dong Job? Yeah, King Dong.
You know? Coloured porn star with a big massive Black porn star with the massive Oh, he's a chocolate lad with a great whopping knob.
Could this be code? Or our bent coppers are making a bluey starring Daley Thompson.
I would pay good money to see that.
So would I.
You couple of pervs.
Bolly, Raymondo, go and talk to Tim about King Dong.
"My name's Alex Drake.
November 10th, Gene Hunt.
"Always that man.
What is he, ally or enemy?" King Dong.
Eh? King Dong.
I want you to tell us what that name means to you.
Charge me if you're going to.
But don't move me.
Keep me in the cells here.
Can you do that? Why? Are you scared these coppers might reach you if we put you out on remand? You don't get it! They've got it all under control and nobody can stop 'em.
You can't trust anyone! "Why have I pitched up in his world? "Any minute now I could be dead.
And if he finds me out, what would he do?" "What would he do to me if he knew the truth? I have to fight.
I have to fight him" "What does Gene Hunt represent? Oh, God, I've got to get out of here.
"I have to get away from him.
" "I hate this place".
"Maybe Summers can help.
But Hunt must never know.
" Tiny doesn't know anything about King Dong.
But he's scared, Guv.
He says the rot runs to the top and they are everywhere.
Trust no-one.
Yeah, trust.
Tricky thing to come by.
Why am I a threat to you? I don't follow Where the hell did you get that? It was on my desk.
He left it for you, didn't he? Who would that be? It's very complicated, Guv.
It's very difficult to explain.
You're analysing yourself now? You love it, don't you, the sound of your own voice? Is that what you do of a night? Sit at home and talk into a machine, working out ways of bringing me down? No.
No.
You have to believe I'm on your side.
Oh, I want to believe you.
But you've got to tell me the God's-honest truth about yourself.
Time is running out for me here Yes, it is.
You know, I look around, I see Chris taking bungs.
The grave of my old boss, bent as a farthing.
And I, um I feel adrift.
You talk to me, Alex.
If I mean anything to you at all I'm from the future.
I was shot.
And I woke up here, with you.
Just like Sam Tyler, only this is MY reality.
And I am fighting not to die.
Because if I die, I will never get home.
And it's insane, but there it is.
And I trust you, which is why I'm telling you the truth.
Guv? I ask for the truth and you piss in my face.
No No, no, no, no, no Please, please don't do this I'm telling you the truth.
I thought it was all in my head.
But Summers, Summers is here, too.
And he's from the future.
I saw him, I saw him, he shot his younger self.
He's behind Operation Rose, and I don't know why, but I do know I have to stop him.
Get out of my sight, Inspector.
Ma'am? I think they got in touch with Chris again.
The Operation Rose people? He took a call earlier Where is he, Shaz? Chris? Go away.
Chris, they called you didn't they? They still think you're with them.
Well, I'm not! OK? I'm NOT! Where did the call come from? Another police station, I think.
Just leave me alone, please.
Chris, please.
It was a horrible shock but I'm not ashamed of you, Chris.
I'm proud of you.
How can you possibly be proud of me? Because you care when you get it wrong.
It matters to you.
That takes something special.
I love you for that.
D'you hear me? I love you.
Do you? Course I do, you 'narna.
Now, I got a wedding dress fitting tomorrow.
Am I going to it? Am I, Christopher? Well, this is lovely.
Erm Chris?, Chris? Oh, yeah, they want to meet with me.
In one hour.
Right.
You have to do it.
What you playing at Tiny? Tiny! Tiny! Is it a heart-attack? Call an ambulance! NOW!! Tiny! I hope he'll be all right.
He wouldn't do anything stupid, would he? Right, get in! Shit! Fighting for his life in hospital.
Could be strychnine poisoning.
Any police officer's got access to the kitchen.
What is this, Smiley's People?! Maybe he smuggled it in himself? Commit suicide? He's Tiny Tim Rivens not Rommell! Somebody's tying us in knots here, Raymondo.
I should never let Drake out of my sight.
Drake? She's a pain in the arse but she's our pain in the arse.
She hates this place.
She hates me.
But she's not bent.
I don't know what she is.
Nothing's making sense.
Well, when that happens the best thing is just to get pissed.
Jenette? Jenette? Mr Hunt.
Your brother's been taken ill.
What with? It looks like poisoning.
He's fighting for his life.
But he's in custody? Can you not even protect him in there?! Oh, my God They got to him They got to him, they'll come for me If they can do Tiny, they'll come for me! They'll kill me! What am I gonna do?! Look, Jenette Look, I know.
I was stupid coming on to you like some tart Well, as tarts go, you were great.
I'm so scared They will come for me.
Well, they'll have to get through me first.
Come on.
Chris! You all right? What happened? Three of 'em.
Wearing beanies and masks.
They want to use me on a blag.
So they were coppers? I'm to patrol in a jam-sandwich tomorrow afternoon.
Radio open.
When I get the call-sign Oscar Papa Romeo, I'm to tell control that I'm on it and proceed to the given address.
Oscar Papa Romeo.
It's Operation Rose.
What's the address? I won't get it till the last minute.
But you took the job? Good, nice work.
Well done.
Thought I was gonna get whacked.
Oh, ChrisI love you.
You're only human.
Oh, and Ma'am, I know what the job is.
Which bank? It's not a bank.
I knew Tiny was caught up in something with.
.
bent coppers.
He was scared from the start.
But the money was gonna be sky-high.
There's no-one you can trust, is there? Funny thing, trust.
Am I wrong to trust you? Guv I'm busy.
I know you don't wanna hear this, but I think heard her name being mentioned.
She's my DI.
But can you trust her? Sulk over then? As long as this shit stops now.
Fair enough.
Chris made a real breakthrough today on Operation Rose.
He was brilliant.
So I guess that calls for a serious drink.
Luigi? Bottle of your finest.
That would be the Dolcetto 77; 8.
50 pounds.
Eight quid? I want the bloody bottle not the vineyard! Then you can have the house.
It's the best house in the house! I give you the Dolcetto for three quid.
Now you're talking.
You can also have my television, stereo, restaurant, shirt off my back, my testicoli on a silver plate? Why not Luigi? I told you to get out of my sight.
You need to know this.
CID business.
Why don't you go find a tapas bar? She's with me.
This is serious.
Do I appear to be laughing? It's OK.
I'll be OK.
I think you should stay.
I feel much better really.
I'll go straight to my friend's house.
Right, here, take a taxi.
Don't stop for anything.
Thanks.
And remember what I said.
Be careful.
Right, the station No.
Here.
Why don't you listen to me for a minute? When I can believe what you say! Guv We've had it skulking about and being three weeks behind these bastards.
If she's got a plan, then let's just give her the benefit, eh? Chris risked his life tonight Guv.
You owe him that much.
Chris? DC Skelton has made a very important discovery.
Don't tell me, turns out we're not descended from monkeys after all.
Except him.
Tomorrow's blag, it's a bullion job.
Gold? They wouldn't dare.
Brinks Mat? Who? I'm telling you, they're gonna hit the gold truck.
No.
Too audacious.
What about these? Reinforced to carry extra weight? Look, they allow a genuine robbery to take place on the truck.
Then, when the blaggers are in possession of the gold, the bent coppers will come in and raid the raiders.
Raiders Of The Lost Blag.
If they're caught for any reason, it'll just look like an arrest.
Who's the ring-leader? No idea, Guv.
But as soon as it's radioed through, I'm the first on scene.
I screw up the scene of crime and send false directions to pursuing vehicles.
Brilliant.
And, of course, despicable.
Where they gonna do the hit? Gold lorries take different routes for security.
They won't even tell us.
We got that note from Tiny's.
"King Dong Job"? How's that gonna help? They gonna take a short-cut through a dildo factory? Shaz has been doing some digging Yeah, there's actually only three routes they can take.
So which one they gonna take tomorrow? We dunno.
Hang on a minute.
Inspector, you are trying my patience beyond its normal generous limits.
Only one of those routes goes east.
I remember this, I studied this heist at Hendon.
It's 1982! That's why this year's so important to Summers! Summers?! What the bloody hell? It's not King Dong on that piece of paper, it's King Doug.
King Douglas Lane.
It's east of the bullion depot.
I studied it.
I can't remember anything about it, but that is where they'll hit! And we can stop Summers! Summers is dead! No, the other Summers! What other Summers? There's another Summers.
I had to get my head around it and so do you.
I'm trying to get my head round your connection to this because it's chilling me to my bones.
Guv, I am handing you a collar on a plate! I've heard you on that tape, asking "Should I fight Gene Hunt?" Summers wanted you to hear that tape! He wants to drive a wedge between us! What, the other Summers? The one from the BLOODY FUTURE?!! First Sam Tyler, now you.
Why do I always attract the liars and the weirdoes? The bullion truck is scheduled for 11 o'clock tomorrow morning.
Somehow it will be diverted to King Douglas Lane.
Now the clock is ticking, Guv.
And we have to bring Summers down.
I'm formally suspending you.
You can't do that.
Me organ grinder, you monkey.
Give.
I really thought you and me I thought we were the ones, we had a connection.
We do.
You can't tell me the truth.
I did.
I know you can't possibly comprehend it, but I did.
You know, it's just struck me how truly cold you are, Drake.
You told me once you had a daughter.
But you don't phone her, you never talk about her.
Never try to see her I'm doing this without you! And you dare to get in my way, I swear to God I will kill you.
The fever's bad, Alex.
Very bad.
I've heard them talking.
No improvement, eh? Look at us, a couple of desperate cases Now you've lost your lifeline.
Your "constant", your Gene Hunt.
No No.
He'll come round.
He knows he can trust me.
He cares about me.
You're sure? You're alone, Alex.
It's over.
No.
How many nights you spend here on your tod? Front desk was making coffee.
Ain't Fort Apache, this, really.
You like westerns? Love 'em.
Wayne, Stewart, Cooper or Eastwood? It's important.
Wayne for the machismo.
Stewart for the warmth.
Cooper for the romance.
Eastwood for mystery.
Above all? Gary Cooper.
Me too.
Not for the romance? No, not for the romance.
Not against a bit of romance though are you? What do you want from me Jenette? You have to ask? I like to think I don't scare easily.
But, I'm lonely, Gene, and I just think if you admit the same then maybe we Guv, the bricks are in the van.
Over.
'Right, stay with 'em until Maybridge Road.
' Before they turn into the High Street.
Copy that.
you can't be seen out here.
Guv says if you come within two miles of the bullion route, he'll have you nicked! Don't worry about me, how you doing? I'm.
.
I-I'm fine.
Shaz is a bag of nerves I made her go to her dress-fitting.
She's taken a radio, in case Shit! You can't tell which ones are bent and which aren't.
You're knackered either way.
Sit right until you get the nod.
Roger that.
Cheers, Chris.
All units, I have eyeball on the bricks.
'Clearing Gorton Road, heading toward Maybridge Road.
That'll take them to the High Street.
' - SubtÃtulo no traducido - King Douglas? Bloody rubbish.
They'll hit 'em in the High Street.
Listen up, this is the Quattro.
They'll either hit the bullion in Maybridge or the High Street.
Under starter's orders.
We're in the sweet spot boys.
I love the sweet spot.
Do you love the sweet spot? Yes, Guv.
Bastard! 'Guv? It's Viv at base.
We've got reports of a fire in the High Street.
' A fire 'Fire? What sort of fire?' Yeah, there was a fire.
I'm not sure but I think.
.
I think it's the florists.
Yes, it's the florists.
There's already officers at the scene and they're blocking it off, re-directing traffic.
What are the bricks doing? Somebody talk to me.
'What are the bloody bricks doing?' Hang on, Guv, they're getting re-directed.
Bullion van's on it's way.
They're taking the van on the back streets.
Drake was right.
It's King Douglas Lane.
Yes, yes, I bloody well was.
Diversion, you'll have to back up.
You are joking, aren't you? Just hold off, just hold off.
I need more time.
Get out! Bullet-proof my arse! This'll rip your face off! You, with me.
Open the door or I'll blow your brains out.
'Oscar-Papa Romeo.
Oscar-Papa Romeo.
Incident in King Douglas Lane.
' 'Any units?' Roger that, Oscar-Papa Romeo.
'You know what to do, son.
' Proceeding to King Douglas Lane.
Shitting myself, but proceeding to King Douglas Lane.
Ray.
'Guv?' Hang back.
Let the blaggers have their fun.
We need to nail those bastard coppers as well! Yes, OK Guv.
We're parking up and following on foot.
Down on the bloody floor.
Whoa, whoa, OK, OK.
Move it! Don't move, don't you dare move! Bastard, bastard.
Stay there, stay there! Quick, down.
Come on, leave it.
It's the old bill! Don't move! Police! On the ground! He's here, I've got him.
That's it they're all done.
Come on, move this! Come on.
Radio base.
Tell them officers are already on the scene and no need to send back-up.
Sir.
It'll give us more time than we need.
Ah, yes, this brings me back.
Who are you? Police.
Thank God! Bastard! Come on.
You're not happy, are you, son? Neither was I, and wasn't even involved.
Just a spotty kid asked to turn a blind eye.
It'll hurt, you know.
The guilt.
It'll hurt like a bitch.
I should know.
I bid you and your conscience adieu.
You tell them we're headed that way.
Carnegie, you've just been Quattroed! This doesn't bode well for future career prospects with the Met, eh, Chief Inspector? Don't move! Don't move! Put your weapons down! We're police! It's all right, mate, we're police officers And that's why you get one of these.
Stop! Police! Proper police! How you doing, baby? Not too bad lover.
You're nicked.
November '82.
The King Douglas job.
There you go.
Good girl.
There was no mention of any bent coppers The Met covered it up.
Carnegie got away.
The first time.
And you saw it all, back then? A young PC They paid me off.
And all this wasabout putting things right.
You wanted them to be caught.
When I joined the force, I believed, Alex.
They took that away from me.
When I saw you couldn't be corrupted, I knew you'd uncover Rose.
Police.
Drop it.
I will shoot.
I know.
Who is it? He's He's a copper.
A sick DI.
I messed up.
I'm sorry.
Are you? Yeah.
I'm scared! Do you remember a young copper ready to put the world to rights? Spick and span, very proud.
Do you remember that? Yes! Hold that thought.
It's a good 'un.
It is Come on, come on, he's dead, it's over, it's over.
Just let me go.
Just let me go home.
I don't believe this! Where's my bleedin' money? You're on your own, Jenette.
Whatever he offered you to get between us It was a lie.
It's over, love.
Let her go.
'Fifty mils administered.
' Just do it! Bolly Looks like 50 mils just about did the trick.
Mr Gerard will be delighted.
You may not feel it but you're lucky.
The bullet didn't penetrate.
They stopped the bleeding and you fought off that infection And now, someone's been waiting to see you.
Mum! I knew you wouldn't leave me.
I love you.
I love you.
Let's give your mum a bit of time to wake up, eh, Molly? I'll be right outside, Mum.
Such an angry man.
But in the end it was peaceful TV: 'You're going to catch 'the Ninky Nonk.
'Oh, no it's the Ninky Nonk, catch the Ninky Nonk' Bolly! Bols! Bolly!! Bols! Listen, I dunno if you can hear me, Bols.
The nurses are gonna be back in a minute, I need you to wake up.
If I gave you a slap, would that help? They think that I shot you.
I mean, I did shoot you but they think that I shot you They're after me Bolly-kecks.
Look, I am on the ruddy lam here.
I need you to wake up, come on.
Snap out of that coma Bolly I'm in a coma in '82? No, no, no, no! I'm not.
Bolly! Bolly!! Help me! Bolly! Bolly! Bolly! Bolly! Help! Bols! Bolly! Bolly! Bolly! Bols!!! Bolly! BOLLY!!! BOLLY!!!
- What is it? - Is coming.
The Doctor got the bullet out.
You're going to be OK.
You know about Operation Rose.
May be your exit route.
The bullet's out! Time to go home.
DCI Hunt? PC Summers.
Hello, Alex.
What the hell are you doing? Just as I'm about to get out, you show up.
- Seems like a good lad.
- He's dangerous, is what he is.
Somebody in this room misappropriated a vital piece of evidence, jeopardising the entire case.
The site manager's Michael Lafferty.
This Isn't on the map.
What's in it? Something Lafferty was prepared to kill for.
That'd do it.
I haven't the faintest idea what you're talking You're behind the disappearance of a damn good police officer.
- What are we doing? - Waiting.
- What for? - A traitor.
Detective Constable Christopher Skelton made a mistake he deeply regrets.
Shaz, I am so sorry.
You are not the only you in this world.
Martin Summers.
You can't do this, you can't change history.
What have you done? Are you going to sort this mess out? You can't go home until you do.
No, I'm going back and you can't stop me.
Alex And The 'Orrible Awful 'Eadache.
You'd better be sitting comfortably or there'll be tears.
"Alex Drake loved brains.
She loved the way they controlled your arms and your legs.
"Made you hungry and thirsty.
"She loved that these balls of wrinkly sponge could be filled with all our dreams, hopes and fears.
" This is fantastic.
Bloody brilliant, Guv, another childhood memory ruined! Is there any flaming action in this? "Ever since she was a kid, Alex had wanted to study brains" Tell me about the blag, Doyle! I know it's coming.
So start RUDDY TALKING!! Right! Willie Rushton.
Kenneth Williams I loved Kenneth Williams! Could have been anyone Shut your gob! Or I'll come round your houses and stamp on all your toys.
Right, sick it all up for me, Doyle.
When? Where? How? TELL ME!! "When Alex grew up she became a policewoman" Police officer.
"Or Plonk, as her friends called her.
"But she never gave up her love of brains - so she studied something called 'psychiatry'" - Psychology.
"Now, this wouldn't help her become a better Plonk, but in her own little girly way it made her very happy" Right, think that's enough of that, don't you? "And then one day, Alex met Pete" "Alex and Pete fell in love, and they had a daughter, Molly" You know, I'm going to chuck if this lot carries on.
Who were the guns for? Who did you sell them to? You better change your mind tomorrow, Doyle.
"And Alex was, of course, "a brilliant mum" Was I, though? "Until the 'eadache.
" "The 'orrible awful 'eadache.
" "It was 'orrible" "It was awful" Alex, this is Samuel Gerard.
I'm your surgeon.
Surgeon That's good.
That's very good.
We managed to stop the bleeding in your brain.
But there's an infection.
A rather nasty infection Now I need you to listen, Alex, because I know your periphery senses are returning.
We're administering these super-antibiotics.
And they're very strong.
Fifty ml is the limit.
OK? So you've got to fight this infection.
Show us how strong you are.
Then what? It's kill or cure time, Alex.
Fifty ml and it's over.
My name is Alex Drake.
I've been shot and that bullet's 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.
Guilty conscience? You covered up a murder, Alex.
That young Bobby had his whole life ahead of him.
As crimes go, - it's biggie.
- Clock's ticking.
I've got until 50 ml to beat the infection that's killing me.
That's you by the way.
You think I'm the rot? That's ironic.
- Then I'm going home.
- If you're strong enough.
I'll stop you and then I'll be strong enough.
Well, you haven't done a good job of it so far.
See? I'm one step ahead of you, Alex, all the time.
You see, I understand you.
Why you make these tapes.
The private agonies of someone trying to figure out the meaning of life.
Or death.
I am going home.
Do you really want to go "home" that badly? I'm in the room next to you.
We share nurses.
I hear them talking.
You've only said one word since you came to the hospital.
Just the one.
"Gene".
No great surprise, is it? This world, it's a maze he's the one constant.
But you lie to him, too.
What if you told him the truth, what you've done, how you buried that body? Would he be a constant then? Alex! - I am in control! - No.
I knew there was a reason I came here, I knew it the moment I arrived.
And to stop me, you need to find out what it is quickly, because, as you say, the clock is ticking.
Good luck.
Chris? I can't go back.
Yes, you can.
Walk in with me.
Come on.
No, Ma'am, you don't get it.
That way you're looking at me.
That's how they look at Kurt Russell when they think he's the Thing in, well, in The Thing.
When they think he's a monster on the inside.
I can't take that.
Come on, it'll be all right.
What's this? It was like that when we got in, ma'am.
What can I do to help, Ray? Why don't you sit tight for now, yeah? Maybe we should have some lunch today.
Yeah, if I'm not too busy.
Of course, yeah.
Only if you're not too busy.
Because I need to phone my mum about the flowers.
Flowers? Is there much point now? You OK? You look drawn.
Yeah, got a bit of a headache, Shaz.
I'll get you something.
Thanks.
I came back to 1981 for a specific reason, to see my parents, right? OK.
And he came back to '82 because this year is important to him.
Why? Right, shake a leg, you lot.
It appears that every snout and grass in town has gone to ground.
Something big is about to happen and I want my team ahead of the game.
Robbery, Guv? Armed and dangerous.
And it's just gotten worse.
You know that snout I went to see, Rock Salmon Doyle? According to the girl who works with him, he's as dead as one of his own haddock.
Not you.
When we hauled those guns in from the building site we upset a tasty little plan.
Rock Salmon supplies shooters and the underworld needed to replace 'em, fast.
Doyle wanted to talk about it and when I got here he'd gone schtum.
We had words thereafter.
Chip oil.
The vat must've spilt.
Aww.
I missed my brekkie.
I'm starved.
Yeah, you look like you're wasting away(!) Stinking bastard pig filth! You killed him! Would you calm down? Don't you read the news? We only kill people in custody.
You lousy rotten bastard scum! All right, that's enough now, that's enough You, keep an eye out here.
Carley, whatever you tell us it won't implicate you.
You're not under arrest.
What happened to Doyle? It was a really big job.
He was really excited.
Then, he found out more and he got so scared Who'd he move the guns on to? I don't know! What makes you think he's dead? So where's his left hand? Oh, no, they tortured him.
His second battering of the night.
Don't think that was the only thing they cut off.
You are pulling my todger Well, he's not pulling his! Come here, you beauty.
If you're looking for some, forget it.
This is all they had frying.
What? Oh, come on Ray.
Taking one bite out of a deep-fried penis doesn't make you a bad person.
You must feel like a right sucker, mate.
What you having for lunch today, Ray? Meat and two veg? Gives a whole new meaning to eating someone else's packed lunch.
In my office, Lady Bols.
This is DCI John Carnegie, Fenchurch West.
- You all right? You look sick.
- Yeah, I'm fine.
She's just seen a man's tackle turned into a fish supper.
It's an infection.
Small dose of the clap? Or the full round of applause? Yeah, it's third-stage VD, Guv.
I'm an aggressively promiscuous nymphomaniac, you know that.
Good for you.
OK, so sadly a young bobby from our district, PC Martin Summers Well, his body was found on Lafferty's building site this morning.
Drake? Would you like to know how he died or should we mime something? Yes, of course, I'm sorry.
How did he, er? He was shot.
.
22 calibre.
Lafferty's been charged with murder already.
Summers must've come across him and got bumped for his troubles.
Summers was a nice lad.
Make it stick.
We'd appreciate it.
You know me, Carnegie.
Nobody gets away.
Especially not cop killers.
PC Summershe was a good officer.
I underestimated him, that was my mistake.
That was my fault.
That was my fault.
Right.
Well I know the way out.
I wish I did.
Big night on the gin slings? Lafferty did not kill PC Summers.
It was - It was a bent copper.
- No, it was Lafferty.
His M.
O.
No, it was a bent copper and I have to stop him.
Right now we need to find out where Doyle's guns went and who they were for.
There's a major blag going on and I wanna nab it, Drakey.
- The Summers case can wait.
- I have to stop this infection.
Time's running out for me.
Time's running out for moi.
That's French.
Sorry.
I'm under pressure.
Doyle is dead.
And I want these bastards who are planning this.
You got the DTs? You want to pour yourself a large scotch, that should sort you out.
Could do with something stiff inside you.
Ray You know, this used to be the gents.
What is this, France? Now listen, the guv's focused on this robbery, OK.
But you and I can still keep a few plates spinning.
I need you, Chris, and Shaz working as closely as possible with me.
Cos we're mugs.
I prefer "a coalition of the willing".
Like I said, mugs.
I need you to find out about PC Martin Summers.
Where he drank, where he lived, friends, enemies, everything.
Look, what's all this in aid of? It's in aid of finding answers.
Summers shouldn't be dead.
Nah, he's a young man, it's terrible No, Ray, he shouldn't be dead.
He doesn't die in 1982, but this year was critical in his life.
Something happens to Summers in this time.
Something really significant, it has to.
Yeah, he gets killed.
The Guv wants all eyes front and centre on this blag.
Flamin' Nora.
You know what the biggest crime of all is? That I'll never want to eat a sausage ever again.
Oh, Ray.
It was a sausage.
Rock Salmon's willy-winky was stuffed in his pocket.
They've been having you on.
Evil bastards! Just find out everything you can about PC Summers.
Do you want me to use the network? You know, The Lodge.
Ray, the person behind this is IN the bloody Lodge! He's got a whole web of officers working for him.
Break the web and we break him.
Guv, this woman wants you.
- Can I help you, love? - Erm I don't know Well, don't be put off by my aftershave.
Underneath I'm a very nice man.
No I'll leave it.
What was all that about? Dunno.
Some jokes, they just aren't funny.
- Thanks, Shaz.
- What's that pong? There was chip oil over the floor.
It's on our shoes.
Charlie-Victor be advised.
Infection still virulent, dose up to 18 ml - No, Shaz, please! - Sorry, Ma'am, I'll just turn it off What did it say? What was it, 18? I don't know.
I wasn't listening.
Guv, dabs off Doyle's body.
Bruise marks on Doyle's arm.
Killer was wearing gloves.
Look at the size of his hand! Big Daddy Splash or what?! It's Tiny Tim Rivens.
Six foot two, brick shithouse.
Would somebody get some Shake 'n' Vac? I can still smell that batter! I told you, it's on our shoes Guv, I've got an idea.
If it pays off, I get to go after Summers' killer, yeah? CID, Mr Rivens.
Did you cut up Rock Salmon Doyle last night? Come on, we can keep a secret.
I was helping my kid sis here build a rabbit hutch.
So you weren't at Doyle's chip shop? These are very clean.
Have they just been scrubbed? That's very good.
- I thought she was going to bake a cake.
- Water won't wash off chip fat.
I don't know what you're on about.
Those boots have got motor oil on 'em.
If that isn't chip fat then I'm Liberace's love-child.
You're nicked.
I'll burn her! Where you gonna go, Cuba? Come on, tiger.
Easy.
Right.
I've done my bit.
I'm after Summers.
That's why you came to see me, to tell me about your brother? Maybe I dunno.
Dunno what to do any more.
.
I've had it.
Right, I'll get one of my officers to drive you.
I wanna ride with you.
They found this at Tiny's place an' all.
It's like one of the things they use to weigh baby elephants in Animal Magic.
It's got metal strips running through it to reinforce it.
Thanks, Skip.
If we find any baby elephants then we're sorted.
Probably a tool-bag.
Career blagger like Tiny isn't gonna leave incriminating stuff about.
Yeah, you just do your job and be grateful you're still Go on, say it.
Be grateful I'm still here? All right, Guv.
So, tell me about your brother.
He's an evil bastard.
He's pulling a job.
He is pulling a job.
You don't remember me, do you? I meet a lot of gangsters' families, sweetheart.
Yes, he's pulling a job.
I don't know what but it's planned for tomorrow.
Thank you.
Stick around.
I ain't going anywhere.
Guv! Time's running out for me here.
I need Time's running out for me an' all.
According to the sister, this blag's going off within 24 hours.
- Come on, Inspector - Guv, I can't.
I need to stay focused.
I have to stop Summers - Summers? Summers is dead.
- No, I mean What do you mean? What is getting to you, Drake? Nothing.
Focus on this case.
Doyle gets you the guns for a blag.
Then he gets scared and calls us.
You torture him to find out what he blabbed, then you top him.
- You tortured him first.
- I don't torture, I interrogate.
Like now.
When's it happening? Where's the hit? Who's the gang? I should tell you, Mr Hunt, I'm into bondage and you're giving me a stiffy.
Just give us some bloody names! Tough nuts are supposed to be your forte.
You crack him.
I'll get on with his sister.
He's buckling under your technique.
Keep going Just stay in this room.
You basically live here, don't you? Shaver in your office.
These men.
Seen them with your brother recently? No.
Take a good look.
You know, we met about a year ago.
The Gatepost pub.
My cousin's birthday party.
- You turned up to arrest him.
- No recollection.
Photos You were about eight times over the limit.
You kissed me.
Said it was the only way to shut me up.
- Did it work? - No.
No.
Maybe you didn't kiss me for long enough.
Go away.
I'm not talking to you.
Just don't call me.
D'you think I should bother the guv now with this name from Tiny's place? Is this enough to mean anything? Just go in, Ray.
Of course it means something.
Show some bloody initiative.
Oi! Mr High and Mighty.
The last thing I need is a lecture from you on good policing, all right?! Sod this.
I don't have to put up with this for the rest of my life.
Chris, please Ray, say something! Don't nick all the pens on your way out.
I'm sorry, love.
He's a twonk.
I'm a twonk.
He doesn't tell me anything, and I'm too smart to ask.
You know that.
Why did I bring you here? Because I swooned.
And I think you've got a soft spot for damsels in distress.
I love your hands.
You don't give much away, do you? You hide it all behind those pretty eyes.
Do not talk soft in my office.
Does that DI of yours notice those eyes? Little too in love with herself.
Well, I noticed them.
Moment I saw you in the Gatepost I can't do this.
- It feels stupid.
It does, doesn't it? Tiny always said that if he got nicked, I was to get in with the senior officer Go on And Flash your boobs, metaphorically speaking? Well, if it's any consolation, I was fooled for about the first two seconds.
- What gave it away? - It's not your fault.
It's just that beautiful women don't do that with me.
- Beautiful women? - Yeah.
Your brother did this to Rock Salmon.
I don't get involved with his work, really.
I swear.
But I'll tell you this, Mr Hunt, Tiny is as nervous as I've known him about a job.
Now, I really don't know anything else.
Then we're done.
Right.
Which side looks empty and which side looks full? What? There's no wrong answer - don't be afraid.
Which side has the void? That one.
Empty.
Now, first thing that comes into your head.
Bath-tub.
I'm not going to Come on.
Be a man.
Play the game.
Bath-tub.
Bubbles.
Bicycle.
- Girl.
- Chestnut.
- Bonfire.
- Stockings.
- You.
- Ice cream.
- Sundays.
- Funfair.
- Candy-floss.
- Gun.
- Cornflakes.
- Death.
- Weekdays.
- Rose.
- Coppers.
- Rose.
- You already done that.
- Rose.
- You already done that.
- Think of something else! - I said coppers.
- Come on, think of something else.
COPPERS! ROSE COPPERS! ROSE COPPERS! Can't think of anything else, can you? Piss off! Why kill a grass so close to an armed robbery? Why bring that much heat on yourself? Because you were ordered to by some very serious people.
I've got it! Your blag, it's being set up by police officers.
Tiny told me Well, his sub-conscious revealed it to me during a state of anxiety.
It's Operation Rose.
It's this robbery! That's what Mac was going on about when he died.
So bent coppers are going to pull off a blag.
That means when we nicked Lafferty, we took their guns.
Yeah, and they got some more from Rock Salmon Doyle.
-Excellent! A breakthrough! Thank you Bols.
Thank you.
Keep at him with the old psychology.
Guv? That's exactly what it is.
Guv, we got this name from Tiny Tim's place.
King Dong Job? Yeah, King Dong.
You know? Coloured porn star with a big massive Black porn star with the massive Oh, he's a chocolate lad with a great whopping knob.
Could this be code? Or our bent coppers are making a bluey starring Daley Thompson.
I would pay good money to see that.
So would I.
You couple of pervs.
Bolly, Raymondo, go and talk to Tim about King Dong.
"My name's Alex Drake.
November 10th, Gene Hunt.
"Always that man.
What is he, ally or enemy?" King Dong.
Eh? King Dong.
I want you to tell us what that name means to you.
Charge me if you're going to.
But don't move me.
Keep me in the cells here.
Can you do that? Why? Are you scared these coppers might reach you if we put you out on remand? You don't get it! They've got it all under control and nobody can stop 'em.
You can't trust anyone! "Why have I pitched up in his world? "Any minute now I could be dead.
And if he finds me out, what would he do?" "What would he do to me if he knew the truth? I have to fight.
I have to fight him" "What does Gene Hunt represent? Oh, God, I've got to get out of here.
"I have to get away from him.
" "I hate this place".
"Maybe Summers can help.
But Hunt must never know.
" Tiny doesn't know anything about King Dong.
But he's scared, Guv.
He says the rot runs to the top and they are everywhere.
Trust no-one.
Yeah, trust.
Tricky thing to come by.
Why am I a threat to you? I don't follow Where the hell did you get that? It was on my desk.
He left it for you, didn't he? Who would that be? It's very complicated, Guv.
It's very difficult to explain.
You're analysing yourself now? You love it, don't you, the sound of your own voice? Is that what you do of a night? Sit at home and talk into a machine, working out ways of bringing me down? No.
No.
You have to believe I'm on your side.
Oh, I want to believe you.
But you've got to tell me the God's-honest truth about yourself.
Time is running out for me here Yes, it is.
You know, I look around, I see Chris taking bungs.
The grave of my old boss, bent as a farthing.
And I, um I feel adrift.
You talk to me, Alex.
If I mean anything to you at all I'm from the future.
I was shot.
And I woke up here, with you.
Just like Sam Tyler, only this is MY reality.
And I am fighting not to die.
Because if I die, I will never get home.
And it's insane, but there it is.
And I trust you, which is why I'm telling you the truth.
Guv? I ask for the truth and you piss in my face.
No No, no, no, no, no Please, please don't do this I'm telling you the truth.
I thought it was all in my head.
But Summers, Summers is here, too.
And he's from the future.
I saw him, I saw him, he shot his younger self.
He's behind Operation Rose, and I don't know why, but I do know I have to stop him.
Get out of my sight, Inspector.
Ma'am? I think they got in touch with Chris again.
The Operation Rose people? He took a call earlier Where is he, Shaz? Chris? Go away.
Chris, they called you didn't they? They still think you're with them.
Well, I'm not! OK? I'm NOT! Where did the call come from? Another police station, I think.
Just leave me alone, please.
Chris, please.
It was a horrible shock but I'm not ashamed of you, Chris.
I'm proud of you.
How can you possibly be proud of me? Because you care when you get it wrong.
It matters to you.
That takes something special.
I love you for that.
D'you hear me? I love you.
Do you? Course I do, you 'narna.
Now, I got a wedding dress fitting tomorrow.
Am I going to it? Am I, Christopher? Well, this is lovely.
Erm Chris?, Chris? Oh, yeah, they want to meet with me.
In one hour.
Right.
You have to do it.
What you playing at Tiny? Tiny! Tiny! Is it a heart-attack? Call an ambulance! NOW!! Tiny! I hope he'll be all right.
He wouldn't do anything stupid, would he? Right, get in! Shit! Fighting for his life in hospital.
Could be strychnine poisoning.
Any police officer's got access to the kitchen.
What is this, Smiley's People?! Maybe he smuggled it in himself? Commit suicide? He's Tiny Tim Rivens not Rommell! Somebody's tying us in knots here, Raymondo.
I should never let Drake out of my sight.
Drake? She's a pain in the arse but she's our pain in the arse.
She hates this place.
She hates me.
But she's not bent.
I don't know what she is.
Nothing's making sense.
Well, when that happens the best thing is just to get pissed.
Jenette? Jenette? Mr Hunt.
Your brother's been taken ill.
What with? It looks like poisoning.
He's fighting for his life.
But he's in custody? Can you not even protect him in there?! Oh, my God They got to him They got to him, they'll come for me If they can do Tiny, they'll come for me! They'll kill me! What am I gonna do?! Look, Jenette Look, I know.
I was stupid coming on to you like some tart Well, as tarts go, you were great.
I'm so scared They will come for me.
Well, they'll have to get through me first.
Come on.
Chris! You all right? What happened? Three of 'em.
Wearing beanies and masks.
They want to use me on a blag.
So they were coppers? I'm to patrol in a jam-sandwich tomorrow afternoon.
Radio open.
When I get the call-sign Oscar Papa Romeo, I'm to tell control that I'm on it and proceed to the given address.
Oscar Papa Romeo.
It's Operation Rose.
What's the address? I won't get it till the last minute.
But you took the job? Good, nice work.
Well done.
Thought I was gonna get whacked.
Oh, ChrisI love you.
You're only human.
Oh, and Ma'am, I know what the job is.
Which bank? It's not a bank.
I knew Tiny was caught up in something with.
.
bent coppers.
He was scared from the start.
But the money was gonna be sky-high.
There's no-one you can trust, is there? Funny thing, trust.
Am I wrong to trust you? Guv I'm busy.
I know you don't wanna hear this, but I think heard her name being mentioned.
She's my DI.
But can you trust her? Sulk over then? As long as this shit stops now.
Fair enough.
Chris made a real breakthrough today on Operation Rose.
He was brilliant.
So I guess that calls for a serious drink.
Luigi? Bottle of your finest.
That would be the Dolcetto 77; 8.
50 pounds.
Eight quid? I want the bloody bottle not the vineyard! Then you can have the house.
It's the best house in the house! I give you the Dolcetto for three quid.
Now you're talking.
You can also have my television, stereo, restaurant, shirt off my back, my testicoli on a silver plate? Why not Luigi? I told you to get out of my sight.
You need to know this.
CID business.
Why don't you go find a tapas bar? She's with me.
This is serious.
Do I appear to be laughing? It's OK.
I'll be OK.
I think you should stay.
I feel much better really.
I'll go straight to my friend's house.
Right, here, take a taxi.
Don't stop for anything.
Thanks.
And remember what I said.
Be careful.
Right, the station No.
Here.
Why don't you listen to me for a minute? When I can believe what you say! Guv We've had it skulking about and being three weeks behind these bastards.
If she's got a plan, then let's just give her the benefit, eh? Chris risked his life tonight Guv.
You owe him that much.
Chris? DC Skelton has made a very important discovery.
Don't tell me, turns out we're not descended from monkeys after all.
Except him.
Tomorrow's blag, it's a bullion job.
Gold? They wouldn't dare.
Brinks Mat? Who? I'm telling you, they're gonna hit the gold truck.
No.
Too audacious.
What about these? Reinforced to carry extra weight? Look, they allow a genuine robbery to take place on the truck.
Then, when the blaggers are in possession of the gold, the bent coppers will come in and raid the raiders.
Raiders Of The Lost Blag.
If they're caught for any reason, it'll just look like an arrest.
Who's the ring-leader? No idea, Guv.
But as soon as it's radioed through, I'm the first on scene.
I screw up the scene of crime and send false directions to pursuing vehicles.
Brilliant.
And, of course, despicable.
Where they gonna do the hit? Gold lorries take different routes for security.
They won't even tell us.
We got that note from Tiny's.
"King Dong Job"? How's that gonna help? They gonna take a short-cut through a dildo factory? Shaz has been doing some digging Yeah, there's actually only three routes they can take.
So which one they gonna take tomorrow? We dunno.
Hang on a minute.
Inspector, you are trying my patience beyond its normal generous limits.
Only one of those routes goes east.
I remember this, I studied this heist at Hendon.
It's 1982! That's why this year's so important to Summers! Summers?! What the bloody hell? It's not King Dong on that piece of paper, it's King Doug.
King Douglas Lane.
It's east of the bullion depot.
I studied it.
I can't remember anything about it, but that is where they'll hit! And we can stop Summers! Summers is dead! No, the other Summers! What other Summers? There's another Summers.
I had to get my head around it and so do you.
I'm trying to get my head round your connection to this because it's chilling me to my bones.
Guv, I am handing you a collar on a plate! I've heard you on that tape, asking "Should I fight Gene Hunt?" Summers wanted you to hear that tape! He wants to drive a wedge between us! What, the other Summers? The one from the BLOODY FUTURE?!! First Sam Tyler, now you.
Why do I always attract the liars and the weirdoes? The bullion truck is scheduled for 11 o'clock tomorrow morning.
Somehow it will be diverted to King Douglas Lane.
Now the clock is ticking, Guv.
And we have to bring Summers down.
I'm formally suspending you.
You can't do that.
Me organ grinder, you monkey.
Give.
I really thought you and me I thought we were the ones, we had a connection.
We do.
You can't tell me the truth.
I did.
I know you can't possibly comprehend it, but I did.
You know, it's just struck me how truly cold you are, Drake.
You told me once you had a daughter.
But you don't phone her, you never talk about her.
Never try to see her I'm doing this without you! And you dare to get in my way, I swear to God I will kill you.
The fever's bad, Alex.
Very bad.
I've heard them talking.
No improvement, eh? Look at us, a couple of desperate cases Now you've lost your lifeline.
Your "constant", your Gene Hunt.
No No.
He'll come round.
He knows he can trust me.
He cares about me.
You're sure? You're alone, Alex.
It's over.
No.
How many nights you spend here on your tod? Front desk was making coffee.
Ain't Fort Apache, this, really.
You like westerns? Love 'em.
Wayne, Stewart, Cooper or Eastwood? It's important.
Wayne for the machismo.
Stewart for the warmth.
Cooper for the romance.
Eastwood for mystery.
Above all? Gary Cooper.
Me too.
Not for the romance? No, not for the romance.
Not against a bit of romance though are you? What do you want from me Jenette? You have to ask? I like to think I don't scare easily.
But, I'm lonely, Gene, and I just think if you admit the same then maybe we Guv, the bricks are in the van.
Over.
'Right, stay with 'em until Maybridge Road.
' Before they turn into the High Street.
Copy that.
you can't be seen out here.
Guv says if you come within two miles of the bullion route, he'll have you nicked! Don't worry about me, how you doing? I'm.
.
I-I'm fine.
Shaz is a bag of nerves I made her go to her dress-fitting.
She's taken a radio, in case Shit! You can't tell which ones are bent and which aren't.
You're knackered either way.
Sit right until you get the nod.
Roger that.
Cheers, Chris.
All units, I have eyeball on the bricks.
'Clearing Gorton Road, heading toward Maybridge Road.
That'll take them to the High Street.
' - SubtÃtulo no traducido - King Douglas? Bloody rubbish.
They'll hit 'em in the High Street.
Listen up, this is the Quattro.
They'll either hit the bullion in Maybridge or the High Street.
Under starter's orders.
We're in the sweet spot boys.
I love the sweet spot.
Do you love the sweet spot? Yes, Guv.
Bastard! 'Guv? It's Viv at base.
We've got reports of a fire in the High Street.
' A fire 'Fire? What sort of fire?' Yeah, there was a fire.
I'm not sure but I think.
.
I think it's the florists.
Yes, it's the florists.
There's already officers at the scene and they're blocking it off, re-directing traffic.
What are the bricks doing? Somebody talk to me.
'What are the bloody bricks doing?' Hang on, Guv, they're getting re-directed.
Bullion van's on it's way.
They're taking the van on the back streets.
Drake was right.
It's King Douglas Lane.
Yes, yes, I bloody well was.
Diversion, you'll have to back up.
You are joking, aren't you? Just hold off, just hold off.
I need more time.
Get out! Bullet-proof my arse! This'll rip your face off! You, with me.
Open the door or I'll blow your brains out.
'Oscar-Papa Romeo.
Oscar-Papa Romeo.
Incident in King Douglas Lane.
' 'Any units?' Roger that, Oscar-Papa Romeo.
'You know what to do, son.
' Proceeding to King Douglas Lane.
Shitting myself, but proceeding to King Douglas Lane.
Ray.
'Guv?' Hang back.
Let the blaggers have their fun.
We need to nail those bastard coppers as well! Yes, OK Guv.
We're parking up and following on foot.
Down on the bloody floor.
Whoa, whoa, OK, OK.
Move it! Don't move, don't you dare move! Bastard, bastard.
Stay there, stay there! Quick, down.
Come on, leave it.
It's the old bill! Don't move! Police! On the ground! He's here, I've got him.
That's it they're all done.
Come on, move this! Come on.
Radio base.
Tell them officers are already on the scene and no need to send back-up.
Sir.
It'll give us more time than we need.
Ah, yes, this brings me back.
Who are you? Police.
Thank God! Bastard! Come on.
You're not happy, are you, son? Neither was I, and wasn't even involved.
Just a spotty kid asked to turn a blind eye.
It'll hurt, you know.
The guilt.
It'll hurt like a bitch.
I should know.
I bid you and your conscience adieu.
You tell them we're headed that way.
Carnegie, you've just been Quattroed! This doesn't bode well for future career prospects with the Met, eh, Chief Inspector? Don't move! Don't move! Put your weapons down! We're police! It's all right, mate, we're police officers And that's why you get one of these.
Stop! Police! Proper police! How you doing, baby? Not too bad lover.
You're nicked.
November '82.
The King Douglas job.
There you go.
Good girl.
There was no mention of any bent coppers The Met covered it up.
Carnegie got away.
The first time.
And you saw it all, back then? A young PC They paid me off.
And all this wasabout putting things right.
You wanted them to be caught.
When I joined the force, I believed, Alex.
They took that away from me.
When I saw you couldn't be corrupted, I knew you'd uncover Rose.
Police.
Drop it.
I will shoot.
I know.
Who is it? He's He's a copper.
A sick DI.
I messed up.
I'm sorry.
Are you? Yeah.
I'm scared! Do you remember a young copper ready to put the world to rights? Spick and span, very proud.
Do you remember that? Yes! Hold that thought.
It's a good 'un.
It is Come on, come on, he's dead, it's over, it's over.
Just let me go.
Just let me go home.
I don't believe this! Where's my bleedin' money? You're on your own, Jenette.
Whatever he offered you to get between us It was a lie.
It's over, love.
Let her go.
'Fifty mils administered.
' Just do it! Bolly Looks like 50 mils just about did the trick.
Mr Gerard will be delighted.
You may not feel it but you're lucky.
The bullet didn't penetrate.
They stopped the bleeding and you fought off that infection And now, someone's been waiting to see you.
Mum! I knew you wouldn't leave me.
I love you.
I love you.
Let's give your mum a bit of time to wake up, eh, Molly? I'll be right outside, Mum.
Such an angry man.
But in the end it was peaceful TV: 'You're going to catch 'the Ninky Nonk.
'Oh, no it's the Ninky Nonk, catch the Ninky Nonk' Bolly! Bols! Bolly!! Bols! Listen, I dunno if you can hear me, Bols.
The nurses are gonna be back in a minute, I need you to wake up.
If I gave you a slap, would that help? They think that I shot you.
I mean, I did shoot you but they think that I shot you They're after me Bolly-kecks.
Look, I am on the ruddy lam here.
I need you to wake up, come on.
Snap out of that coma Bolly I'm in a coma in '82? No, no, no, no! I'm not.
Bolly! Bolly!! Help me! Bolly! Bolly! Bolly! Bolly! Help! Bols! Bolly! Bolly! Bolly! Bols!!! Bolly! BOLLY!!! BOLLY!!!