>> and you in the meantime, you were doing your barbara woodhouse, in the park with your dogs. >> there i was, happy as larry. sun shining. my boy tony gets a call on his mobile. michael john's been shot, and this nazir-- what's his name, henry? >> nazir ahmed. >> i see. he's got himself killed. could i be of assistance? >> who made the call? >> local resident. everyone knows they can get hold of me in a crisis. they can rely on me. >> oh, yeah? fix them up with what they need, huh? >> fix, drugs. fix people up. nice one. yeah, i help them. i'm a community service, me. >> at the scene of the shooting, you called michael your boy. what did you mean by that?

>> everybody's my boy. >> do you live here? >> yeah. >> [chuckles] alone, i presume. >> yeah, like you. what is this, henry? you actually got anywhere with this case or what? >> well, we have reason to believe that nazir was working for you, that he was your bag man. >> now, i didn't actually hear you read me rights. did i miss that? am i under arrest? >> oh. no, if you want me to leave, just say so. i won't actually go, but i know saying so will make you feel like a big boy. you're the connection. you're the thing that holds all of this together. you can tell toots and radio and the rest of those lowlives that when i nail you for complicity in this murder,

they do time as well. you're that far away from life imprisonment. >> i am scared. [dogs barking] >> watch your back, gerry. >> stop fussing. >> that's an order.

>> shouldn't you tell her about this? >> you stop fussing. when did this happen?

the door, deborah. who kicked it in? >> don't know. >> are you straight enough to talk? do you remember who i am? d.i. devanney. i busted you a while back, yeah? your boyfriend owns this flat, doesn't he? he doesn't own this flat? >> he's dead. >> do you know how he died? >> bloody shot him. >> who did? who shot him? was nazir moonlighting or what? did the street find out and do this here?

the door, deborah. come on. the passive i'm getting just sat here, i could put you away big time. >> naz did that. nailed up the door and that. >> he barricaded himself in? why? what was he scared of? >> he was cutting up the gear with laxative and [bleep]. taking it himself. bloody mad. i mean, it were doing his bloody head in, he were that scared of everything. then he wanted to get out again. sell some more scag. pulled the door off himself, didn't he? >> nazir was powdering down the gear? >> taking it himself. i mean, christ. >> who shot him, deborah? come on. what are you not telling me?

>> [sighs] i think i'm gonna chuck. >> oh, sorry i'm late. okay. what have we got? forensics, surprise me. and what's the story on ballistics? >> tomorrow afternoon at the earliest, boss. >> so, uh, how about the files? hello? hello? anybody at home? the files of the people involved in the shooting incidents? >> here, boss. basically we're eliminating in blocks. 60% banged up, therefore out of the running. >> mm-hmm. >> 20% out of the country, 5% kicked the bucket. >> okay, how far have you got? >> oh, we're still checking the prisons. >> what's your name? >> rachel skinner, boss. >> well, rachel, that just isn't fast enough, okay? >> [scoffs] well, i'm not the only bugger doing this. >> yeah, i know, but i'm putting you in charge, therefore responsible. so i want a working shortlist by tomorrow morning, okay? get to it. right, we have information

that nazir ahmed has an apartment somewhere in town. don't know where. it could be anywhere. >> 56 brayburne terrace. >> what? >> he bought the flat the end of last year, installed his girlfriend deborah to field personal callers shopping for junk. >> how do you know this? >> deborah's a junkie. i've pulled her in a couple of times. >> uh, have you known it for a while? >> yeah. >> and do you think you could talk to her? >> i have done. >> well? and? >> nazir was making the street's good smack go a long way, cutting it with all kinds of garbage, selling short measure, raking in the extra cash to feed his own habit, getting paranoid, and generally praying the street wouldn't find out his rep as king dealer was going down the pan. the boy was not smart. >> oh, jesus. don't you think it would have been nice if i'd known this before i went to talk to the street? >> if i had known you were gonna see him, i would obviously have told you. >> i mean-- are you lot incapable

of the basic procedures of investigation? you have to keep me informed. i've got a mobile. use it. where the hell's rankine? >> he's with his snout. >> fine, thank you, thank you, thank you very much. >> hey, tony. i appreciate you're a wee bit strung out. >> shut it, dibble. listen. the street don't know [bleep] about this paki, right? >> well, that's not strictly true, tone. >> about him getting whacked and that. big surprise. no idea. the street, man, christ, he was distressed. >> tony.

there's no future in this relationship if all you're gonna do is pass on messages from your employer. >> shut it! the street did not kill nazir. the street did not order nazir to be killed. the street is extremely pissed off, because all this ructions is bad for business. understand? >> yeah. >> now's the time people gonna start getting wasted. know what i mean? >> cheetham, cheetham hill. no ancoats. where's ancoats? medley. it's ancoats. hope town. [single knock] come in. rankine, when i say 6:00, i mean 6:20.

i don't mean 8:00. however, i will take your apology for granted, as i can't actually be bothered to sit and listen to it. so just tell me what you've got and pray that it's worth me being mildly [bleep] off about. >> my snout's tony rice. the street's right arm. >> ah. okay, go on. >> the street did not pop nazir official, nor did he put out a contract. it was business as usual, tickety-boo, then all of a sudden, he has the 5-0 cluttering up his front room. >> street knows tony's a grass. he's selling you a line. >> i don't think so. >> nazir was ripping him off. he couldn't be seen to tolerate that. >> the street's a realist. if his right-hand man isn't milking the firm, the chances are somebody else

is. somebody's got their fingers in the till, it's cool. he can always slam the drawer. it's what happens now. that's what's got tony scared. i mean, if the street had killed this guy, it would be a relief to everybody. nazir was his property. he could do what he liked with him. everybody understands that. but an outsider wasting nazir to get his share of the market? >> gang war. >> tony says, so i believe him. >> okay. good. oh, it's late. you want a drink? >> no, thanks. >> i'm buying. >> i'd rather get up the road, you know? >> yeah.

okay, good work. thanks. night. [tapping sound] [sighs] made me jump. >> hungry? >> yeah. >> stop me when i go wrong, okay? the problem of drugs is not going to go away. statistically, the number-- what's the matter? >> nothing, nothing. carry on, carry on. statistically. >> statistically the number of crimes instigated in some way by the drug culture is huge. i mean, there are incredible amounts of money to be made. no, no, come on. >> i'm just thinking what a wonderful careers officer you would have made. >> you nick a dealer. what do you get? another bloody dealer. you arrest him, there's another and another ad bloody nauseam. you make a bust, what happens?

up goes the price of smack. whoosh, there goes your car. junkies turn car thief to keep themself turned on. what's the answer? i'll tell you the answer. it's containment. >> containment, now, that is the euphemism of the century. ghettoization is more like it. >> you can't stop people wanting to get off their faces. as long as people want to do it, they will find a way, and there's nothing you or i or anyone can do about that. >> yeah, okay, okay. so okay, you have this bunch of people. their lives revolve around drugs one way and the other. they're taking it, they're making it, they're ripping each other off over it. they're killing each other over it. so what do you do? what do you say? you say, "okay, that's fine. that's fine, you lot, you kids. get on with it. kill each other. we'll contain it. we'll put a wire around you, won't allow anyone in, anyone out." well, that is a ghetto. >> the ghettos are already there, jane. all i'm saying is, let's make sure they don't spread. let's make sure they don't infect the rest of the place. >> what about those poor sods who are born in the ghetto? what about them? you can't have one system

of justice for the bad guys and one for everyone else. i mean, you can, but it's not a system that i want anything to do with. i want law and order for everyone. including campbell. >> who's campbell? >> oh, no one, he's just a kid. i--i just think it is my job to catch the bad guys full stop. >> and i believe if the bad guys are being bad to each other and leaving the good guys in peace, there is something to be said for that. though i don't seem to be able to say it with any authority tonight. >> yeah, well, this stuff's hard to think about, isn't it, let along talk about? especially for someone in your position. >> yeah, well, uh, friends who are friends don't quite get what i'm on about. friends who are coppers, heh, well, let's say in this job, you have to watch your back a bit, don't you? >> taking a bit of a chance with me, then, aren't you, sir?

uh... think i'll go for a pee. >> "for god sakes, are you physically incapable? i want a dry martini, i want it straight up, and i want it now. i don't want an olive. any sign of an olive, you are back in uniform. you lot can laugh. in the met, we wouldn't even be having this conversation. me, i have screwed my way to the top, and i may be 50, but i could bloody well do it all over..." >> you all right? >> fine. >> what's the matter? >> hmm? nothing.

uh, just a bit tired. i don't know. you know, the deep end. i know it was exactly what i wanted. thank you very much, but... >> the team behaving? >> yes, fine. absolutely fine. >> i know rankine's an idle bastard, but he's a good cop when given a chance. >> yep. >> tell me something. you feel you've been sacked, don't you, ending up here? >> no, not at all. >> and that doesn't suit you. >> what? >> not telling the truth. well, you shouldn't feel that. i don't suppose you'd believe me, but it is actually true. clare devanney came straight into my office to ask if she could work under you. isn't just your reputation for snottiness that precedes you. you're a role model, jane, an icon in the force. i'm getting this wrong, aren't i? what have i said?

>> no, nothing. shall we have a coffee? >> let's have it at my place. >> yes, sure, i'd like to meet your wife. >> my wife's away at the moment. matter of fact, she's away most of the time. [phone rings] >> yeah? oh, darling, morning. no, no, no, no, i was fast asleep. yeah. how is she? yeah? is she any better? mm-hmm. no, no, you stay. stay the night, yeah. yeah. i'm fine, yeah.

mm-hmm. yeah, yeah, i love you too. yeah. okay, yeah, well, phone me again tomorrow. bye. >> well, i'd better go. >> don't go yet. >> naw, it's all right. i'm pretty late anyway. >> hi, i'll bring michael in for breakfast? >> ask your brother if he's hungry. >> he can smell it. he'll come. >> just ask him, will you? good lass.

[tuneless guitar twanging] [knocking on door] >> breakfast come. do you want out? [tuneless guitar strumming] >> are you carrying? >> i've just come out of hospital, mrs. lafferty. got meself shot. >> i need it.

[laughter] >> oh, um, i'm sorry to interrupt. >> jane, come in. >> no, no, no, it's fine. it's not important. >> uh, sorry, gents, i know what this is. she needs authorization. i'll be back in a tick. jane, can you just, uh, wait? look, uh-- >> it's all right, martin. we slept together. it's what people do when they're grown up. it won't happen again, and i certainly won't discuss it with anyone. i just hope i can rely on you for the same discretion. >> oh, for god's sake. >> you think i screwed my way to the top? >> no, do you think i did? >> oh, clare, can i have everyone in the instant room in about ten minutes? >> okay. >> yes, sir, i will keep you informed about that.

>> mm-hmm. >> campbell. where are you going? >> i'll come back to you, sunshine. right. scene of the crime. the location. come on, speak to me. rankine? >> the clem attlee estate. it's where the homeowners bring their doggies to defecate.

it's... it's not a nice place to live. the registered tenant of the flat where the killing took place is michael johns. >> he's only 18 years old. what's he doing with his own apartment? >> the street takes care of his boys, you know? >> pardy? it's pardy, isn't it? >> yes. >> um, steve. >> yeah. >> got this dabs? >> yeah, rice, toots, chalker-- they all claims to be friends of michael's. their prints have got a perfect right to be there. >> well, that's very boring, isn't it? well, bring him in anyway and make life hard. what about the blood? [phone ringing] >> uh, buckets of ahmed. a little bit of michael. period. >> oh, pardy, you're such a laugh. >> these are the lists, are they, rachel? >> yeah, i'm just off to copy them now, boss. 46 names. >> good, copies for everyone, please. >> okay. >> and i want those checked personally, not by phone. personally. henry, is that for me? >> michael john's just discharged himself from hospital. >> oh. has he? well, he hasn't discharged himself from me.

i want him monitored around the clock, and that's your job. right, mr. growse, what about the weapon? >> regional crime squads are fully briefed. >> has the street got a cache of arms anywhere? >> mm-hmm. >> several, according to my snout. >> call him. >> i can't do that. >> ask him where they are. >> boss, can i just say something here? i don't get what we're driving at with the street. i mean, the guy's a right [bleep], but why would he kill a soldier of his own outfit in a flat belonging to somebody he knows? >> well, it's a good question, but, um... let's just stay right in his face, breathe all over him, and he might let something slip. >> yeah, but the guy's got alibis, whether those alibis are real or not. and there's motivation to punish nazir, but to murder him in these circumstances, it just doesn't... you're steering us as though the street is your prime suspect. >> he's the key. he's how this whole thing

unlocks. >> sorry, ma'am. could you come to the front desk, please? >> yeah. >> uh, jane, have you got a moment? >> no, i'm sorry, i'm wanted front of house. >> yeah, the superintendent will be along in a minute, yeah? >> sir. >> look, really, martin, this is completely unimportant. it-- >> what kind of man do you think i am? >> well, uh, i think you're the kind of man who basically adores his wife but doesn't mind a bit on the side occasionally. >> yeah. >> well, i'm sorry. i'm afraid i-- >> jane, all i wanted to say was last night for me was electrifying. >> you have my attention. >> yeah, well, i want to see you again. if you don't want to see me again, that's okay. i can take that on the chin. but i want to see you again

very much. jesus, jane, i want you now. >> so does the desk sergeant, and he asked me first. [weepy string music] ♪ captioning by captionmax www.captionmax.com

[instrumental theme music] ♪ >> sergeant? >> campbell lafferty, ma'am. >> oh, campbell.

well, it's very nice to see you, but i'm sorry; i don't have time for a chat right now. maybe some other time, okay? >> i killed him. the paki, ahmed. i shot him. it was me. >> ape! bloody bastard ape! >> mrs. lafferty, you're not being arrested, okay? you're not being busted. do you know where your lad is, eh? straight up, noreen. this is actually happening. do you know where campbell is? he's down the nick, confessing to a murder. now, please get in the car. what's all that about? >> all i did was show me warrant card, guv, and bang, she knees me in the [bleep]. bloody junky bitch. anyway, i kneed her back.

>> she's right, pardy. you're an ape. >> let me tell you something. i am broken. this... does not connect with this. and there's f-all i can do about it, right? and i can hardly speak me name. but there's one thing, darlin', one thing about me that ain't dirty, one thing that ain't spoiled, and that's me kids. >> are you saying that campbell couldn't have been involved-- >> you look at me! i'm [bleep]. i see the way you look at me. i'm saying to ya, the one bloody thing that's right in me life is those kids.

>> noreen, no one is saying you don't love your kids, all right? no one is trying to take them away from you. we just have to find out whether campbell really was involved in this shooting. look, i want you to have a look at this photograph, all right? tell me if you recognize this man. >> michael told me to keep him away from that lad. >> michael johns? >> and so i told cammy, i says to him, "i don't want you hanging around these lads." >> michael is janice's boyfriend, isn't he? does he spend a lot of time at the house? >> he makes things up. >> who does? >> cammy. he saw this thing on the telly once. >> yeah. >> it was about snakes.

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