Murphy's Law (2003) s05e01 Episode Script

Murphy.
Have we had a call-in from UC129? What about 586? No? No, no problem.
Got tied up probably.
PHONE RINGS OU Kim? Mitch? ENGAGED SIGNAL PHONE RINGS Murphy for DCS Atwood.
I don't care what meeting he's in, find him now.
So, what do we know? CHILDREN CALL TO EACH OTHER You're all right.
Tom's a mate.
'Kin' hell! Look what cat's dragged in.
All right, darlin'? All's good.
Ere y'are, babes.
Mm, ta.
What you got your Uncle Mitch, then? It's bank statements mostly.
Visa bills, MasterCard, Amex.
All these, then? Wombling? Making good use.
What about clones? Tom? Nah, you're all right.
Fill 'n' Go.
Cousin on tills, innit? You, erm, local, Tom? Is it the accent? KNOCK AT DOOR See to the door, babe.
All right, Bill? I know he's in there, so don't tell me he ain't.
Well, isn't this nice? What's the matter, Bill? How about, that's my gear? No agg, Bill.
Come on.
Sunday.
We'll have a drink, eh? All mates.
Yeah.
We'll have a nice drink.
Go on, then.
(SCREAMS ) Have that, you thieving bastard! Leave it out, Billy, eh? Leave it out, Bill.
Or else stick him in your own wagon! My own brother, doin' me up.
He's not, actually.
Wha'? Doing you up.
Thought he'd save you the walk, isn't that right? Who the fuck are you? Disinterested party.
For now.
It's true, Billy.
I swear.
You were asleep, I thought I'd save you the bother.
I saw the bag missin'.
Oh, sure you did, Bill.
Sure you did.
But he's a good boy, eh? - My hand, Billy.
- 'Ere you are, Liam.
Let's get him seen to, Bill.
Sort this later.
No people like show people.
Who's the Beamer? Ask Mitch.
I'll, erm, go and get ready.
So, Mitch, what's the latest? Who was that in the Beamer? Oh.
Nah.
He's nothing.
Booze cruiser.
Small fry.
Anything more on the kiddie porn? No.
No? No.
What? Nothing.
It's just, from the phone Well, it didn't happen.
What can I say? Job's played out.
Bollocks, it is.
Come on.
Swede-bashers have got their money's worth.
Four months on a bunch of neds? Yeah, a bunch of low-rent neds behind a third of all ID theft in Norfolk.
The gig was six months.
Law of diminishing.
We've done what we came for.
And we'll get more.
I'm telling you.
It's like Gateshead, Murph.
Remember? Harry Price and that shedload of disco biscuits? Yeah, yeah, sure.
The dry patch you had.
But did we walk away? Same with this.
Hold up.
Danny's birthday.
It's all part of the service.
Come on.
Which is it? 402.
Daddy, Daddy! Happy birthday, boy.
Youse growing such a big boy now.
And mybeautiful princess.
There you go.
All right, let me say hello to your mum.
Here, come here, you.
Oh, Jesus, Bob, you're minging.
I'll run you a shower.
I can't, love.
I'm sorry.
Right, anyway, look, I've squared it with the hotel manager.
Anything you want from the main menu, they'll do it for you room service.
Oh, fantastic.
Oh, man's doing his best, Carol.
Can you take them an hour? We haven't got the manpower, babe.
Murph? All right, kids.
Coats.
Think we'll go to the funfair, eh? Go on some of the rides.
OK, kids.
Say hello to your Aunt Kim.
(Slight change of plan.
) Go on, in you pop.
All right, belts on, now.
How are you finding it? What do you think? It's the bollocks.
Look at me.
I tell you, when this is over I'm gonna have the longest bath.
Well, if you're looking for someone to scrub your back Cover Officer's not just there for the nasty things in life.
Watch I don't take you up on that.
I think I'd cope.
Let's get 'em fed.
So how's it going with you and Mitch? Yeah, good.
Yeah.
What was all that about in the car, then? Look, if there's a problem, you have to tell me.
I'm Cover Officer.
That's what I'm here for.
Mitch's last job went tits, didn't it? There were some difficulties.
Not with Mitch.
Upstairs.
Local management.
Why? Oh, nothing.
I Kim.
You two, I'm not gonna Kim.
All right.
Right.
Look, anything I pick up, any bit of intel, no matter how small, is for general consumption, right? Of course.
Only feels a bit like a one-way street at the minute.
He won't share, Murph.
I mean, I know I'm junior partner here.
But all the same, we're in this together.
For Chris's sake, I share the guy's bed every night.
And you think he's holding out on you? Think?! He buggers off from dawn till dusk and when he gets back all I get is some bollocks about red diesel or hooky MOTs.
Stuff it's never taken him that long over.
None of it ever comes good.
Can't always back a winner.
Yeah, I know that.
And if that's all it was, I could handle it.
He's getting sloppy.
Making mistakes.
What kind of mistakes? Page one stuff.
Not answering to his cover name for starters.
Happened one night we were out with the Driscolls.
Billy's like, "Mitch Mitch".
And Mitch is just And I had to make out his memory was shot off with too much puff.
Make a joke of it.
Only it's not a joke.
Right, come on.
Here we go.
That's it.
Here they are.
Mitch, can I have a word? So, how are you doing? I'm good.
Yeah? Anything I should know about? Any problems or? Cow been saying? Hey, I haven't What you been telling him? Well, it's not just your neck, Mitch, all right? I've got an interest 'ere.
I dropped my cover name, you'd have me out on the first bus.
She's just concerned, Mitch.
Oh, please! You wanna take the word of some job-pissed stoner with five minutes in? Be my guest.
Stoner? I There's taking a toke to stay in character, sweetheart, and then there's getting the taste.
I've forgotten more than that one'll ever learn.
Yeah, well, that's always the danger, isn't it? Hm? She's just doing her job, Mitch, same as I taught her.
So don't start And who taught you, eh? I wrote the book.
So don't ever presume, all right? This is about trust.
You either trust me or you don't.
LookI don't wanna, you know You're Cover.
You say we pull off, we pull off.
Look, all I'm saying is you're at the fag end of a long op.
You know? That's the time when mistakes are made.
Stay frosty.
Both of you.
Hey.
These are the tapes from the caravan.
Mitch has to shake hands with Billy Driscoll on this haul before I can bag it and turn it in.
Fine.
I was thinking, though, be good to get Mitch and Kim on to pastures new.
I mean, we've got all we need to get the Driscolls up the steps.
All well? Yeah.
Yeah.
Kim OK? First long op.
Absolutely.
And Mitch? They're both good.
Sono concerns? No.
Just given the choice, I'd have 'em out sooner rather than later.
In a caravan, arse-end of nowhere for four months.
Well, it's their call.
Yeah, and my opinion.
Noted.
When you see 'em tomorrow, pass on my best, yeah? I'll be sure to.
Mitch, what is it? Shh.
Go back to sleep.
Well, what's happening? Nothing.
Gotta see someone.
Listen, about earlier with Murph.
I I won't be long.
'Last contact with DS Kershaw and DC Goodall was yesterday afternoon.
'The meet wound up around 1900 hours.
'We were due for a face-to-face earlier on today, 'but there was a no-show on their part and no response to phone calls.
'So I headed to Driftwood.
When I got there, the place was deserted.
'Kim's mobile was there and there were some indications of a struggle.
' And how were they when you last saw them? Tom? There was a bit of tension.
Kim wanted to pull out, Mitch thought there was more to be had.
But that's all, yeah? Just a difference of opinion? No suggestion that they'd been compromised in any way, no? Good.
I've troops waiting to roll up the Driscolls.
Whatever they know.
Well, trailer trash like that, we won't be standing on ceremony.
Else-wise, my advice is to make a public appeal.
My Media Liaison is at your disposal.
Kim was worried about Mitch.
She said she thought he'd been getting careless.
You mean he was making mistakes? Murph? She said he'd not answered to his cover name once or twice.
Is that not something you should have mentioned? My job is to look out for my UCs, sir.
That's where my loyalties start and finish.
But you're happy to divulge this information now? I'm not happy about any of this.
Least of all, moving in mob-handed against the Driscolls.
As for going public, either course of action could be placing our officers in jeopardy.
I'd assumed that's why we were here.
If their cover's blown We don't know that it is.
All we know right now is that they're missing.
Well, we know that Kershaw's mobile is down, and Goodall's was found abandoned at the caravan.
I mean, is that standard practice in the field? We keep this in-house, for now at least.
Leave the Driscolls in place.
It's your play and we'll back you, but I'd like my reservations on record.
Jesus! Something to say, DS Murphy? No.
He doesn't.
Yeah, I do, actually.
Given we've got two officers missing, it's a bit early to be covering your pale and flabby! If anyone's arse needs covering, DS Murphy, it's yours.
You left 'em when it was plain as the balls on a dog they should have been pulled out.
All right.
Time and a place, gentlemen.
Got a job to do.
Forgetting his cover name.
Look, I don't care what load of old fanny you spin the locals, but you should have told me.
Where d'you think you're going? Driftwood.
See if I can dig up anything from the Driscolls.
Well, I'm not gonna just sit here.
I tell you to and you will.
I'm an asset.
Use me.
This situation has the capacity to get very bad, very soon.
And you wanna run around playing cowboys and Indians? Put me on the ground, I'll find them.
You lost them.
I'm the best chance they've got.
You'll be on a tight leash.
No barnstorming.
No grandstanding.
No going off radar.
I wanna know where you are every second of every minute of every hour.
Understood? Yeah.
So, are you shagging her? You'll need a good Cover Officer.
I believe you and DS Cole were on the same induction course.
Hello, Jackie.
Packed your grip.
Can I get dressed? Nothing I haven't seen before.
Though not for some time, obviously.
How are they hanging these days, Tom? What's your legend? Sketchy.
My involvement was peripheral.
All the Driscolls know, I'm an old mate of Mitch's.
Bit of a drifter.
I came, I went.
Keep it that way.
Till we know what we're dealing with, you're all things to all men.
I'll find you a doss.
I'll use the caravan.
"Friend in need" scenario.
The caravan? Right.
You want to compromise a potential murder scene? Don't even think it.
They're alive till I say different.
Just keep one eye on best evidence.
We may need it.
So, are you? Am I what? Shagging her? Christ, Jackie, get over it.
Don't flatter yourself.
I need to know if I can trust your judgement.
It's not just Kim who's missing.
Think Mitch blew it? I don't know.
CCTV from the caravan.
The last 24 hours.
I couldn't exactly review it on site.
Anything off the search? You'll be the first, trust me.
We ran a check on Kim's mobile.
Nothing untoward.
She said he wasn't sharing.
Mitch.
Part of what she was unhappy about.
Not sharing what? He was disappearing from dawn till dusk, then brushing off any questions when he got back.
I found these under the carpet.
Daily Hands.
Time sheets for some kind of employment agency.
See what you can dig up.
You think he got on to something outside of the Driscolls? He said there was more to be had.
So why keep it dark, from you, from Goodall? That was at the caravan.
What are you saying? I'm saying, get it tested.
Mitch got burned on his last job, didn't he? Trust issues? There's a lot of it about.
Yes, dear? Afternoon.
I've an appointment to see PHONE RINGS Daily Hands.
No, dear.
Sorry.
Try tomorrow.
No, I've told you.
That's right, nothing at all.
That's what I'm telling you, dear.
Sorry to keep you.
Some people just won't take "no", will they? Tom Murphy.
I rang earlier.
I've an appointment to see Mr Salter.
Clive, dear? Yes, my husband.
I'm Debbie.
We're always looking for dependable drivers, Tom.
But, erm, how is it you heard of us? We don't advertise.
I was talking to a guy in the pub.
His brother No, his brother-in-law done a bit of work for you.
Wee fella.
Spoke very highly of you, he did.
Did he have a name, this chap? Well, you know how it is with the cash-in-hand community, Mr Salter.
I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm very grateful for the steer but I wouldn't wanna get a man in trouble, you know? Well, I appreciate your discretion, Tom.
In our line of work we have to be careful.
Oh, absolutely.
So what does the job entail? The Salters are gangmasters.
Providing local agriculture and pack-houses with labour.
Lettuce, tomato, chicken.
In fact, most of the contents of that sandwich.
And more besides.
Root crops, fish, anything that needs processing, picking or packing.
Illegals? If they're running true to form.
They've been involved in six employment agencies since 2000, each with an average turnover between three and five million.
Before tax, obviously.
Oh, and after.
Each year it comes time to pay tax and duty, they fold the company, declare themselves bankrupt thereby avoiding liability.
And they're back in business next day under a different name.
And Mitch was driving for 'em? Looks to have been.
Only he didn't see fit to mention? Same as he didn't see fit to mention the bag of coke you gave Jackie? Jack? There's something you should see.
'All right, mate? (EASTERN EUROPEAN ACCENT) 'Hey, we've got a pick-up tomorrow night.
You good?' 'Yeah.
Yeah, good.
'What time?' 'Erm, pick you up about half-one.
' 'Yeah, cool, mate.
Cool.
' 'All right, see you then.
' When's this from? Saturday morning.
So this pick-up was Sunday night.
'Who was that? Billy.
'What did he want?' 'Oh, that diesel he was on about.
' 'Yeah? Yeah, some problem.
I don't think' Who's the dude? Milos? 'I'm going down shops.
' My guess.
'You want anything?' So why did Mitch tell Kim it was Billy? Why keep it from her? You know, this Milos may have been the last person to have seen Mitch alive.
There's more.
'Where's the old man, then?' 'Out, in't he? Down the shop.
' 'Why, have you got something for me?' 'Ta-da.
' 'Youare a life-saver.
' 'That is top.
It's all right, innit? 'What are you gonna give me for it, then?' 'Don't know what Mitch'd say about that.
' 'While you're thinking Mmm? 'Cop another load of this.
' 'Nice one.
' I'm all for credibility, but even by your yardstick, that's service above and beyond.
Bit job-pissed, maybe, but Job-pissed? Spare me.
She's gone native.
No wonder Mitch was keeping tabs.
You don't know that.
Well, who else set the tape running? Goodall? I don't think so.
Come on, Murph.
That's a girl with a Class A problem.
And now they're both missing.
Morning.
Hello, there.
In you come.
Morning.
How you doing? You all right? Good m-morning, sir.
So, where are you all from? (EASTERN EUROPEAN ACCENT) My name Dusan.
I am Dusan.
TomMurphy.
Friend of Mitch's.
Mitch Kershaw.
Do you know him? Yes, Mitch.
He is a nice man.
Sshhh.
My daughter does not speak English so good.
Terrific.
I got a link.
Solid link.
It's definite.
Mitch was driving for the Salters.
What? Just me.
Tell him, just me.
First impressions, he's been in the water 48 to 72 hours.
Apart from slight grazing and bruises, which are post-mortem, no sign of violence.
So Drowned.
Well, we're waiting on the PM to confirm, but it certainly looks that way.
What the hell was he playing at? He wasn't playing at anything.
No.
No, no.
Course not.
Come on, Tom, I Figure of speech.
Does Carol know? Carol? His wife.
It's in hand.
Which means what? Some know-nothing family liaison's gonna turn up with a bereavement leaflet and some Handy Andies? I'll go.
No, you won't.
We're liaising with AMIT on this now.
They want the caravan off-site for Scene Of Crime.
The caravan's essential to my cover! Yes, well, unfortunately No.
No, you're not hearing me.
I'm on to something that might get us to Kim.
Might I remind you? No, you don't have to remind me of anything.
Sir, I know what's got to be done.
AMIT want to get SOCOs on to the van? Fine.
Can do but on my terms.
Your terms? I know you've lost a colleague Mitch Kershaw was not just a colleague.
But the fact remains is he's dead.
I'm concerned with the living.
My job right now, the only job, is to find Kim Goodall.
Anyone comes between me and that, I will put them in the ground.
Right you lot, come on.
What's the matter? Ah, Jesus, what happened? Accident.
Machine.
It's all right.
I'm all right.
Where's the foreman? The gaffer? The boss? You help.
Please? OK, come on.
Better get you to hospital.
No.
No hospital.
Please, no hospital.
Don't be so bloody stupid.
No hospital, please.
I have number.
(SPEAKS AN EASTERN EUROPEAN LANGUAGE) You look after him.
Yeah.
Excuse me, do you have smoke? Cos you really need one.
Ah, fuck your mother.
(SPEAKS IN AN EASTERN EUROPEAN LANGUAGE) Ah, listen here.
I don't know what's going on here, but this guy needs a doctor.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You follow.
Yeah, yeah.
Come on, you.
In.
A vet? You're shitting me.
Is fine.
Put him down there.
Bleed on me, your mother! You know how much these boots cost? Jeez.
You did good.
You could have panic, but you don't.
Hey, that's good.
Maybe I could use a man like that.
Other work.
What kind of work? Better work.
More money.
You like that, huh? Of course you would.
Money is honey, huh? Bet your sweet ass.
Say I am interested? What do I call you? Milos.
OK.
The blood in the bedroom's more than could have come from Mitch's injuries.
Kim? SOCOs are running tests.
There was also coke residue on the galley table.
See how it compares to the baggie you checked in.
Anything on that? Yeah.
74% purity.
Cut with phenacetin.
We've also run the index on Milos' Beamer.
It's one of three leased to a Mark Baker.
Former Sergeant with the Blues and Royals.
First Gulf.
UNPROFOR in Bosnia.
Now calls himself Major and acts as a consultant to companies with interests in the Balkans and former Soviet States.
Mostly energy trading.
Where's this from? Our friends at Vauxhall.
He's on a watch list.
Previous? SFO's had a sniff over a carousel fraud, but up till now, nothing.
So he's busy but careful.
Where's he based? The Beamers are listed at a Holland Park address.
But he's also got a place out this way.
Eastleigh Hall.
He's done well for a sergeant.
Hasn't he just? I'll get an introduction.
But I'm gonna need a calling card.
Hey, cousin.
Go and see your daddy later, huh? Would you like that? Huh? So what's the word on her dad? Who knows? Listen, I got something to take care of.
You in? Yeah.
Here.
Wake up, sheep! It's shearing day.
Hey, wake up! What have you got for me? Hey, good sheep.
Nice.
Hey! What you got? Hey! Up! What you got for me, huh? Come on.
I don't have all day.
Thank you.
Hey, what you got for me? Nice.
You? Come on! Nice.
That is what I'm talking about.
Good day's work, huh? Hey, cousin, look at you.
Hey, come here.
Come here.
Don't be shy, come on.
(LAUGHS) Come sit with me, hm? Yes.
Look how big you've got, huh? You got very big.
So you think you go for ride with me soon, hm? So You got something for me, Daddy? Maybe you forget what day it is, huh? What is this? Rent.
After all I do for you? Hm? All I get you.
Nice place, good job.
Where's the rest? You think you're going to cheat me? Hm? (SPEAKS IN AN EASTERN EUROPEAN LANGUAGE) You heard the man.
Where's the money? Do you want him to hurt your daughter? Where is it? Where is it?! Wait.
Please.
Please, is everything.
Please! Are we done? Hey, boychik.
What's up, huh? Whassup? Whassup?! What's up is I'm worth more than this.
If you've something going on, I can be useful to you, beyond driving losers and deadbeats about.
Useful, how? You got a pipeline.
I need a pipeline.
We can do business.
You're just a driver.
Ah, yeah? Do you think it's an accident we met, Milos? That I just happened to be working for Daily Hands? I've been looking for a reliable pipeline round here six months.
Bullshit.
You're bringing them in across water, aren't you? Say we are.
What is it you want to bring in? That's between me and the man you work for.
Get me an introduction.
Everything works out, I know how to show my gratitude.
Milos invited me.
OK, go.
DANCE MUSIC PLAYS Hey.
Come on, this way.
God, Tom, what are you doing here? Mr Murphy's my guest.
Mark Baker, Mr Murphy.
I'm glad you could join us.
Tom, please.
Milos, Branko, perhaps you can take Clive and get him a drink? Upstairs.
Would you like a drink, Tom? Whiskey.
Soda? As it comes.
Milos tells me you have a proposition to make.
Well, well.
Know much about diamonds? I know they're not my line.
Mark-up on hot stones isn't worth the work involved.
So, thanks, but I wouldn't waste your time or mine.
They're not stolen and I don't need a buyer.
What are they, then? Conflict? Counterfeit? Gem-quality synthetics.
Fake's a fake.
If something's not what it says it is, truth will out.
The give-away's the trace impurities Nickel, hydrogen.
Not so here.
My people are lab-rats.
White coats.
Long on science, short on finding their way about the shops.
They know how to manufacture them but not distribute them? I've got buyers, now I need a pipeline.
You've got a successfulimport business.
If some of your people get picked up, last thing Customs are looking for is a mule.
And are we talking a one-shot deal here? Or something more long-term? Oh, long-term.
Very.
It's nice.
But as I said Listen, beyond what Milos might have said, you don't know me from Jack.
I know that.
Man of your reputation.
Don't expect you to take anything at face.
So, how's this? You pick one out, show it to a dealer.
He can't tell it's a synthetic.
The stone's yours.
All right.
You've just sold me.
Doesn't mean we're engaged or anything.
When can I tell my people they'll have an answer? All good things, Tom.
All good things.
Day or so.
I've got your number.
Meanwhile, enjoy the party.
Thank you.
I will.
Evening, Clive.
Debbie not with you tonight? No.
No, she's, erm No, she's not tonight, no.
This one's wanted somewhere else.
Come on.
Oh, erm, right.
Right.
Erm, right you are, Tom.
Oh.
Here, here.
What the hell are you doing here? Where's your dad, eh? Come on, let's get you home.
VOICE ECHOES: Sanja.
Sanja.
The other morning when you were out with your dad you said you know Mitch.
Yes? Mitch Kershaw? Here.
Here? In here.
Wait up, I'll see you in.
Jesus, how long have you been here? It's all right, sweetheart.
It's all right.
I want my dada.
I know, I know.
You're all right.
I'm gonna get you some water.
Get you cleaned up a bit.
Do you know where the bathroom is? Do you Right.
Sanjacome on.
It's OK.
I've got you.
That's it.
Come on.
All right.
Nearly there.
OK.
It's all gonna be OK.
Yeah? Listen.
I'm sending something through.
Getting it? Yeah.
Flip the image.
She was there.
Kim was there.