(Singing) And you need some love and care,
And nothing,
nothing is going right,
Close your eyes,
and think of me,
And soon I will be there,
to Brighten up,
even your darkest night,
Winter, spring, summer or fall,
All you have to do is call,
What the hell are you doing here?
Is this it?
Thanks for bringing me.
I had to come to London anyway.
It's worth the detour
to make sure you're not still hanging around.
Now get out.
I'm sorry,
I just needed to see you.
You needed money, that's all!
Well you won't make me pay any more.
Never again.
You're scum, Jane, that's all.
I don't want to know you.
No one does.
Sooner or later everyone's just going to think you're dead anyway.
It would be better if you were!
Now piss off!
Are you all right?
It was just a row, you know.
I thought he was going to hurt you.
(Doorbell)
More and more bills.
(Doorbell)
Yes, who is it?
I'm round the back.
Oh, it's you George, is it?
I thought it was the bloke they send round
to test the front door bells.
We've got a body.
I've been trying to ring you.
Your phone's off.
Don't be ridiculous,
my phone is not off.
It's never off.
My phone's off, where's your mobile?
Yeah.
Let's see.
Ridiculous this is.
I've been filling in forms
so I can get cheap calls
on the numbers I use the most.
Oh, yeah, Indian takeaway was top of the list.
Quickly followed by the Chinese.
Oh yeah, they've got all that on the computer.
Yeah, that's fine.
When it actually comes to giving you a phone that works,
oh no that's... Hello?
Yes, I want to report a phone that's out of order.
Yes.
Denton 764323.
And it would be very helpful, you know,
if you're going to disconnect people
you inform them first so that...
What?
I see.
All right.
Yes, yes, I'll see to it, thank you.
All sorted Jack?
Where's that ruddy bill?
Good day, Inspector.
Yes, good day.
Life extinct early hours of this morning.
Sometime between midnight and two a.m.
How old is she?
Between fifteen and sixteen.
Cause of death?
I'm pretty sure the post mortem will show drowning.
But you'll notice
some recent bruising around the neck.
That needs to be examined in more detail.
I thought you should have a look, at least.
Any means of identification?
I gather not.
All too predictable if she's been living rough.
No bills, no credit card, no check book.
None of the stuff of life
which is so indispensable to most of us.
What about needle marks?
There are no obvious signs of drugs abuse.
Are you sure?
It's a grim statement of where we are, Inspector.
I'm called out to the dead body of a teenage girl,
and like you,
my first thought
is to look for signs of heroin addiction.
He's back again.
Sorry Mr. Barber.
Didn't know you were inspecting us again.
Slight problem, Mr. Ryan.
I know, I've got a pile of forms upstairs
for the Min of Ag.
I'll sign them today.
No it's that Environmental Health Officer,
he's wandering round again.
I'll call you back.
What does he want now?
I don't know.
He just turned up.
He's obsessed!
Mr. Barber, I'd appreciate it if you'd inform me
when you arrive on my premises.
I might be able to help you,
besides the issue of safety.
I'm following up some complaints
from local residents.
Incinerator dust on their cars again?
Or is it unpleasant odors this time?
There may still be a problem with your incinerator.
I've had that incinerator serviced twice this year.
And what's it got to do
with you roaming about the operation anyway?
Just doing my job.
No you're not.
I've a Meat Hygiene Service inspector here full time.
If you want any information about this area, ask him,
right, Dave?
I've got nothing relevant to the Environmental Health,
I've been back for the figures on your
(Unintelligible) of meat twice now.
Get off my back
or I'll push you off.
You're wasting your time on this.
And you've been here too long.
What's that supposed to mean?
I don't have to keep my head down, do I?
You wouldn't be the first Meat Inspector
to look the other way.
Look, the meat trade's had a rough time lately,
and blokes who work here
don't like anyone who's sniffing around,
especially someone who's just out for trouble.
They think their jobs might be on the line.
They get very stroppy about it.
You'd better watch yourself, Barber.
The more I get threatened,
the more I think I should look harder.
Come on, there's no need for all this.
There were problems last year,
but Ryan's put money into new equipment,
a lot of money.
No one's covering anything up here,
believe me.
You'll want to do something about that car.
That's a real environmental health risk.
George, give me one of those photos, will you?
Spare a bit of change please.
There you go.
Thanks.
That's all right.
Have you seen this girl?
No.
You don't know her?
You're a pig, right?
You got nothing better to do than to bust me?
She was living rough in Denton.
Now she's dead.
I can see that.
I'm trying to find out who she was
and what happened to her.
If she's dead, it doesn't matter.
Spare a bit of change please.
There's nothing you can do, Warren.
They definitely don't want me looking round the place.
They're hiding something.
If I am going to find out what it is,
I need to get in there at night,
when there's no one around.
Don't you think you're taking this a bit too personally?
That's no good reason to let them get away with it?
And anyway,
there are better things we can do at night.
Just a kid.
Yeah.
We've got no ID
but if she's been reported missing
she'd be on the National Register somewhere.
I imagine you notice
if your fifteen-year-old daughter goes missing.
I mean, who knows?
She's been living on the streets
for the last few months.
Anyway, there's the rest.
Ah, Jack, good.
Preliminary autopsy results.
Jack?
Sir, yeah?
Hold it.
We seem to have a bit of a problem
on the communication front.
Ah, well then you'll want the CAD room, sir,
that's where all the communicating is done round here.
Very hi-tech it is.
I'm referring to the fact your phone is out of order.
A number of people have been trying to contact you,
myself included.
Well, that's because there's been an engineering fault.
My information is that it's been cut off.
Because...
Excuse me, sir.
Because the bill hasn't been paid.
Now what sort of example do you think
it sets the rest of society
when senior police officers who can't pay their bills
have to have their facilities cut off?
That could be rather painful, sir,
when you think about it.
Just, just sort it out, will you?
Sir.
How did he know?
How did he find out?
Now give me my coat.
I didn't say a word.
I promise, honest.
Joys of owning your own home again, Jack.
Don't tell me about it.
Have you seen these bills.
Look at this lot.
I've got electricity, gas, telephone, council tax,
you pay one and there's another one on the way.
If this carries on much longer
I'm going to end up
delivering pizzas in the evening.
I might be able to help you out there.
Why?
Had a win on the lottery?
Or are you selling lost property
at the car boot sales again?
No, I've got a new constable starting today.
Tom Haliday.
He did have his digs sorted out
but they've just fallen through.
It would only be short term
until he finds something permanent.
Does he speak only when he's spoken to?
I'd say so.
Yeah.
Right, sold.
I've got a spare key here somewhere.
Hang about.
There it is.
Right, he can let himself in.
Oh, Jack, there's just...
As long as he leaves me alone and pays his rent
I don't care if he's got two heads.
She was definitely sleeping rough.
Probably sixteen,
small, young for her age.
Something odd, given the background,
she'd recently used cosmetics.
They've been wiped away,
but there are traces of lipstick
at the corners of her mouth,
mascara on the lashes.
Any evidence of sexual assault?
No.
Drugs?
No.
Her stomach contained alcohol.
And quite a lot of
what I think tests will prove to be aspirin.
That could be suicide?
I can't speak for her motives,
but it wasn't enough to kill her.
Anyway there is no doubt about the cause of death.
Asphyxia by drowning.
However I would point out
the bruising McKenzie mentioned in his report.
It's quite extensive.
On the arm and as you've seen on the leg.
Inflicted by fists, I'd say, and feet.
She was kicked and punched,
and with considerable force.
Jack,
the computer's come up with a match.
She was a Jane Owens.
Parents Geoff and Christine Owens.
Living in Bridgend.
She'd been missing nearly six months.
Anyone reached the parents?
Yeah, South Wales have been in contact.
They'll be here in the morning.
What a journey.
I'm late, I'm late,
Julia, I'm sorry!
I don't care about you Gerry,
so long as you've brought the first course.
Three dozen oysters.
Fresh in Ostend this morning.
Guaranteed not to kill the guests.
I'll see to these.
You can get me a glass of champagne.
I'm just going to go and hop in the pool.
They'll be here in half an hour!
Yeah, and the boys will be home from school tomorrow.
the last chance I get it to have it to myself for a month.
Don't worry,
I'll come and answer the door,
even if it is in my trunks.
I don't believe it.
Now what!
That'll do, Kai!
Sit.
Inspector Frost,
I'm Tom Haliday.
Constable Haliday.
And your friend?
This is Kaiser,
but I call him Kai for short.
You know, Kaiser,
as in the First World war,
the German?
Yes, all right,
I am aware of that.
But before we get too involved
in 20th century European history
maybe you'd like to tell me
what that bloody dog is doing in my house!
He's with me.
Well, I didn't think he was with the Jehovah's Witnesses.
I'm a dog handler.
Didn't the Sergeant tell you?
No.
And why aren't my ruddy lights working?
I had a look at your fuses.
They're OK.
I'd say there's been a power cut,
unless you haven't been paying your bills.
Slow.
Tools, Joop!
(Noise)
Shit.
All set?
I'll be reconnected this afternoon.
No problem?
No.
I've given them two hundred and sixteen quid for the bill,
I've given them two hundred quid for the deposit.
And they have given me nothing off
for good behavior.
So, come on George,
I've done the housekeeping,
I'd like to spend the rest of the day as a copper.
What do we have to do?
I'll take you through that later.
I'm afraid that Jane can't be moved.
Just yet.
We just want to take her home.
Yes, I know.
I think it's best
if we have a little chat down at the station.
I'd like to talk to you a little bit about Jane.
What she was like.
It just might help.
When you're ready.
Come on, Geoff.
There's no Jane here.
I have made a note, Mrs. Barber.
Name, description.
There really is nothing we can do at the moment.
It's only a matter of what,
fourteen, fifteen hours?
Now, you might find if you were to ring his office...
I know where he went last night.
Ryan's Meat Processing.
And he didn't come home.
I want him found.
We'll see if we can get you a cup of tea.
You go on ahead,
I won't be a minute.
I know that this is the last place you want to be.
I am not here for pleasure.
I know my husband.
I know something is wrong!
George?
Got a minute?
Could you just hang on, please, Mrs. Barber.
Yeah?
When the next relief goes out
make sure uniform have got photographs
of the Owens girl, you know the body.
Also get a set of these,
they've been brought in by the parents.
Get them copied.
I want to know who she knew,
where she hung out, you know.
Where she slept.
Must be somebody out there
who'd seen her in the last few days.
These kids are invisible
as far as most people are concerned.
When you have finished in here.
I can see you're busy.
Husband went AWOL last night.
Don't envy him when he gets back.
Do I look as if I'm so stupid
that I'd walk into a police station
just because my husband's been out on a piss?
Thanks, George.
Thank you.
Well, she did ask to see someone from CID.
How long's he been missing?
Last night.
He's an Environmental Health Inspector,
she reckons he
was trying to get into Ryan's Meat Processing,
on the quiet,
thinks they're up to something dodgy.
Now Jack, do you think that's likely?
I reckon he's gone over the side.
Come on.
That reminds me I've got a bone to pick with you.
It's a room I'm letting, not a kennel.
Jack, I would have told you.
Yeah well.
Look why don't you send someone
down to that meat place.
And while you're at it get someone to check out
with traffic and hospitals.
First we thought it was accident,
then at the mortuary,
they talked as if she'd killed herself.
Well, we don't know.
We're trying to put together a picture
of the last few days of Jane's life.
Especially her last evening.
Is there anything that you could help me with?
We haven't seen or heard from her,
not from the day she walked out.
She didn't tell us she was going.
She just left a note to say,
she had to go.
I see.
Did she know anyone here in Denton?
No.
We've never been here.
We thought she was in London.
There was a description of someone like her,
a few days after she went.
It was a service station on the M4.
We tried everything.
We put adverts in papers.
We went to London for days on end
and just walked round.
We still do, did.
It was the only place we could think,
it's where people go isn't it?
Have you any idea why she left home?
No.
You know, we didn't even argue much,
not considering she was fifteen,
the way teenagers...
we thought we were so lucky.
Her brother was very different.
He's older,
and he was a nightmare at her age.
She was doing so well at school, wasn't she?
She enjoyed it.
She had good friends,
people we liked.
And what about her brother?
Mark.
Has she had any contact with him?
No.
I'm sorry there isn't any answers in all of this.
Is just that I'm trying to build up a picture of Jane.
You know,
what she was really like.
At least we can talk about her.
The only thing that did happen
was a friend of hers died.
Angie.
It was eighteen months ago now.
It upset her a lot,
and I'm not saying she'd forgotten,
but it wasn't...
She was an very ordinary girl,
who was enjoying growing up, we thought.
We were close, Mr Frost,
very close,
all of us.
We've never understood.
Inspector, where did she die?
We found them somewhere to stay?
Yeah, it's all done.
So far we know precisely nothing.
We don't even know how long she'd been in Denton.
If she'd just got here,
maybe nobody did know her.
Well somebody did.
Who brought those flowers?
Mrs. Barber, I really don't know what this is all about.
The police have been here this morning.
I've told them everything I know.
He came here last night.
He'd no reason to be here last night.
The place was shut up.
There was nobody here.
There's nothing else I can say.
You could tell me the truth!
I don't pretend your husband and I
didn't have our differences.
Frankly I felt he had a personal grudge
about me and my business.
I even went so far as complaining to his superiors.
But what you're suggesting is, ridiculous.
That's it.
I really would like you to leave.
My husband is missing, Mr. Ryan,
and I know he came here.
The police may not want to listen to me,
but they will.
Because I am not going to stop shouting until they do.
It's no good having a go at me, love.
You're just protecting Ryan!
But let me tell you something.
I know you're in on it as well,
and I'm going to be back!
(Truck horn)
I'll see you.
Thanks.
One of ours, Sergeant?
No one of mine.
Your lodger.
Oh, really, what happened.
Kaiser bite him did he?
Constable Haliday tripped over the dog
and down the stairs.
Oh dear.
Wait 'till you hear the best bit.
The dog was only trying to arrest Mr. Mullett,
who was going up the stairs at the same time.
Trying to arrest Mullett.
I love it.
That dog grows on me.
Ah, well I hope so because the dog's in your office now.
He what?
Haliday asked if you could look after him.
What do you mean he asked, what do you mean,
Oi!
Excuse me gentlemen.
If you would like a cup of tea
there's plenty of time.
Come on boys, I'll show you.
Hello, Inspector.
Bit of bad luck,
What's this about the dog?
I'll be back before you know I've gone
they've only got to put the ankle in plaster.
Now listen to me, Constable.
I am not babysitting your dog.
There are handlers in this station,
he can go with one of them.
That's the problem.
What is?
He's not...
Kai's not exactly on top of the job yet.
do you known what I mean?
I know exactly what you mean.
It looks to me as though
you two have got something in common.
We both scraped through the course.
I can sort him out,
but I reckon if any of the other handlers try and work him,
he could get kicked out.
Look, all you've got to do is feed him,
give him a bit of a walk.
I had set up with the bank
to pay you a month's rent in advance,
but if Kai can't stay on,
maybe I'll have to look for somewhere else.
How long's this going to be?
Like I said, I'll probably be home tomorrow.
Tonight, maybe.
I expect to be hearing from your bank.
Are you two going to stand there
swilling tea all day?
or are you going to get that man to hospital?
All right, come on, settle down.
Settle down.
Come on.
Okay, so we've got no record of Jane Owens.
She hasn't been picked up for anything.
A couple of uniform think they could have seen her.
So they'll be trying to talk to people
who might have known her.
You don't reckon she's been around Denton long?
No that seems very unlikely.
Uniform have got a pretty good idea
who's sleeping rough on their patch.
The problem is you'll be talking to people
who don't want to talk to you.
'Cos any time we want information
they think they're in trouble
and when they're in trouble
they don't know anything.
And they haven't seen anything.
Are drugs involved?
No, not as far as we know.
Drugs have been fairly quiet since our last push.
Jane wasn't a user,
and she certainly wasn't selling.
No, but she was out on the streets.
So she must have known people who were on drugs
or maybe even dealing in them,
you know muggers,
thieves,
prostitutes.
All of them not very talkative.
How many of them are there living rough out there?
Sergeant Brady reckons 30, 40 at any one time,
across the area.
Isn't this a job for uniform?
I mean they know these people.
Yes, uniform.
This morning I had to go and identify the body
of 'one of these people'
with her parents.
Now until proven otherwise,
this is a suspicious death.
And no address does not mean no investigation.
So you take those photographs down to the DSS
and see if she was on benefit, all right?
Sir.
Thank you.
All right, now what we've got here
is a list of places where kids were known to doss.
Uniform leave them alone mostly
because there's nowhere to move them on to
except a police cell
and there's not much point in that.
All right that's all.
Go out and see what you can find.
Chop chop.
Told you, Jack.
What?
Invisible.
Once you get beyond Mr. and Mrs. Owens,
Jane's not very high on anybody's list of priorities.
She is on mine.
Jack,
Mullett.
You what?
Mullett.
Jack.
Sir?
I don't know if you recall the expression
'read my lips'.
My lips are saying 'crime figures'.
Now I don't know how many times I have to say the words,
but I really must insist...
Is that dog still here?
Yes, yes sir.
He's on a detection course.
Well I hope he can teach you something, Inspector.
Teach me.
Very good, Mr. Mullett.
Now Jack, there are limits.
Limits to the time I can wait, every month...
(Dog growling)
Good boy.
Kai.
Stay.
Good boy.
Get that animal in the kennels immediately.
Good boy.
Now that's what I call a police dog.
Anyone thought of making him Chief Constable.
Yeah, good boy.
All right, what have we got?
Boy called Rickie.
He's opposite the shopping center.
I think I saw him with the girl, only once.
I spoke to him,
showed him the pictures.
Nothing.
I thought you might want to have a go.
All right, where is he?
He's sitting on the library steps, begging.
There were a few others around,
but they cleared off when I turned up.
All right, thanks.
Hello boy.
Rickie?
Look,
I told the woman pig,
I don't know who it is,
I never saw her.
Her name is Jane,
it's Jane Owens.
You were seen with her.
Someone else.
No not at all.
Look there's no hassle here.
Jane is dead.
Someone hurt her,
maybe even killed her.
Anything that you know could help.
Even if it's just where you saw her last,
where she was dosing.
Something,
a time, a place, a start.
You do want to help her, don't you?
It's too late to help her now.
Look.
Look at this.
That's how we found her
when we dragged her out of the canal.
And before she was thrown in there
someone had beaten the hell out of her.
I keep my head down,
that's all I do.
If you don't know anyone, then people leave you alone.
That's all I want.
But you do know her, Rickie.
And you do care about her, don't you?
Come on.
So how long you two been together?
Three months.
We met up in London.
Just dossing.
We tried to look after each other.
You don't know anyone here in Denton?
No.
We wanted to get out of London.
This is as far as we got.
We wanted to get to the West Country,
earn a living busking and that.
Jane could sing you know.
I mean really sing.
I need to know what happened that night.
We had a row, okay.
About money.
She said she'd get some.
She disappeared for a few days
and came back with a couple of quid.
She said...
Yeah?
Go on.
She said what?
She said she'd seen what went on at Bedford Park.
She said there was only one way left
and that she'd get some money that way.
Prostitution.
I didn't think she was in the market for that sort of thing.
There's blokes who go for crusty, believe me,
male or female.
Crusty?
What do you mean, crusty?
Dirty, filthy.
As long as you're young enough.
Look, I tried to stop her.
She said there was only one way left.
Oh, so, she went to Bedford Park?
I followed her.
There were prostitutes all over.
They told her to piss off.
I was going to make her come back with me.
Then this bloke stopped,
in a black BMW.
It was a just a few seconds, that's all,
and she got in.
They drove away and that was it.
I never saw her again.
Were you close enough to see this man?
Come on.
Hey, hey, come here!
Now wait.
Heel!
Heel, will you.
Hey, will you.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, about that.
Just a minute.
Has there been any news?
Not yet.
Well, you know, it's early days yet.
It doesn't seem to mean much when you say
someone's missing in a police station, does it?
Sooner or later someone is going to listen to me.
Sooner would make it a lot easier to get to the truth.
Look, we have been making enquiries, Mrs. Barber.
I don't know whether there's any news come back...
It's not likely to.
A policeman went round to ask Gerry Ryan
whether he'd seen my husband last night.
When he said no,
I think that was about it,
apart from the apology for troubling him.
I went round to see Gerry Ryan myself
and I would say he was very troubled indeed.
We are not ignoring this.
Good.
I intend to make damned sure you don't!
You'll need some photographs.
I've left them at the Front Desk
and I will be back
to see how you're getting on.
Well, there's no doubt now that the man is missing.
You chased up the hospitals?
Yeah.
Nothing there.
Right.
Well, get a description out to all areas.
Also details of his car.
If he has done a runner
he's got to turn up somewhere.
Come on Kai.
Oh, Jack.
Mr. Mullett's been on to me about the dog.
What are you talking about.
Haliday will be out of hospital tomorrow.
Kaiser can stay with him.
Tomorrow?
He'll be in till the end of the week.
What are you talking about?
What with a broken ankle?
And a torn ligament.
A torn...
he never told me that!
Well, he's not as daft as he looks.
What is it girl?
Come on, come on, come on.
Morning, Jack.
Morning, sir.
You got that fax from Humberside Police?
Yes.
It's a long way from Denton.
A very long way if you're dead.
Quite.
And of course a severed arm is hardly identification.
Yeah I know.
A lot of things you can get from it though.
You know, age, height, weight, sex.
Right color for Barber.
Yeah, and a million others.
Frankly Jack, I think it's all rather far-fetched.
Mmm, I know, I agree.
The odds are against it.
But supposing, supposing it's true.
Supposing this Barber,
he goes to this meat factory, right,
for reasons that we don't know.
Gets himself killed.
There's no evidence
that anything actually has happened to Barber.
No, I know.
I do think I ought to go to Hull and check it out though.
Jack, I cannot have you gallivanting
across the country on expenses
for something as fanciful as this.
If there is anything to find out about this severed arm,
I'm sure that Humberside will let us know.
All right.
Could be embarrassing.
What do you mean 'embarrassing'.
Well look at it this way.
A woman comes into Denton Police Station
saying her husband has disappeared, right.
She thinks he's in danger.
Well, to put it at its politest
she's patted on the head
and told he'll come home when he's sober.
I mean,
supposing it is him,
well, part of him.
I've got a feeling that this Mrs. Barber
is the sort of woman
that would take this
to the Police Complaints Commission.
Well, I wouldn't want her to feel
that we weren't doing everything we could.
You're absolutely right, sir.
I'll get up to Hull straight away.
Meet this DI Alice Beale.
All right?
Don't worry sir,
there must be a limit
to what a night in the fleshpots of Hull
can set you back.
Keep up surveillance on Bedford Park.
Follow up the BMW.
Any news from the tarts.
Several of their descriptions match Rickie's.
And there's at least one sighting of that car
on the night in question.
The man's certainly not a stranger up there.
Mostly a looker,
not a doer, apparently.
Well, not any more.
Hey, have a word with traffic.
We've got security cameras
on roads either side of the park.
We might just catch him going through.
And Warren Barber?
Well, go with his wife's instincts.
Find out if there was a problem with that meat factory.
You know, what was he looking for?
Also have a word with the owner,
what's his name, Ryan.
Just gentle questioning, you know.
Find out what time they closed.
Who was there last that night, that sort of thing.
Barber's just missing as far as Ryan's concerned?
Unless I can get an ID from Hull,
which seems to be unlikely.
Oh, and have a sniff round the meat trade will you?
Just anything,
find out if there's BSE or something in the meat pies,
that sort of thing.
Jack, meat processing's not exactly
a specialty of my snouts.
All right, if you don't get anywhere
I'll get Kaiser on the case.
Kaiser's an expert in the meat department.
I mean why keep a dog and bark yourself?
See you in a bit, George.
Chop chop!
I really can't think of anything else I can tell you.
To be honest,
I'm surprised that these questions are being asked again
I did speak to an officer.
Mr. Barber is missing.
We obviously have to do all we can
to trace his last movements.
His wife is saying some pretty wild things.
I thought I was going to have to call the police myself,
to get her out of here.
She just burst in.
Well, she is very upset, Mr. Ryan.
I'm sure you can understand that.
Of course I can.
That doesn't mean I take very kindly
to being accused of God-knows what by the woman!
This is just routine, sir.
Questions are raised,
we have to answer them.
Obviously your guests will be happy
to verify the details of the dinner party that night?
I am not lying about where I was!
As I say, sir, we just have to check.
Afternoon, Inspector.
Good afternoon.
The pathologist's over
at the Coroner's Court in Beverley.
If there's anything we can't answer,
he'll be available later.
What there is, is in the report.
Thank you.
What's the blood group?
It's 'O, page five, in there.
It's the right group but it's too common.
Other than to give us verification.
Right profile, wrong place.
Any evidence to suggest
that this arm was dumped where it was found.
It's hard to say.
What we do know is
that it had been in the water for some time.
Not enough to do much damage,
no more than 24 hours, probably less.
That's even why it's less likely to be Warren Barber.
I mean, what on earth was he doing in Hull,
Iet alone the North Sea?
According to the coastguard it was just good luck
the current brought it ashore at all.
Or bad luck if you were trying to get rid of a body.
Just tell me something,
could this have happened in the water?
You know, I don't mean Jaws,
I mean a propeller.
Someone falling off the back of a ship, or an oil rig,
something like that?
No, the pathologist said the limb was severed
before it entered the water.
It was cut off by some kind of blade or saw.
Tell me something,
is there any evidence that this man
was ever near a meat factory?
You know, animal hair, blood,
underneath the fingernails, anything like that?
There's no forensic at all.
No, but it would be a perfect place to cut up a body,
wouldn't it?
What about this wedding ring?
It's back at the station.
I doubt it'll give you more than the blood group.
It's like ten million others.
Really, let's see.
Thanks.
No latent prints?
Not a hint.
Funny thing to do when you come to think about it.
You go to all that trouble to cut up a body
so it won't be recognized
and then you leave this on it.
Still doesn't help much though.
The man's wife would be hard pushed to recognize it.
There's no distinguishing features,
it's absolutely plain,
there's not even a hallmark to give us a date.
It's eighteen carat
but you could find a million rings that look the same.
No you couldn't.
Not without a hallmark.
It's against the law.
It's probably not English.
Right.
This is for you.
Sergeant Toolan.
Says he's got a name and registration for,
says, 'Bedford Park Bertie'?
Oh, right.
Thank you.
I'll tell you what.
I'd like to take this with me if I could.
I'd like to show it to Mrs. Barber.
As long as you sign for it.
All right.
I will.
George.
Yes, well done.
We'll pull him in first thing in the morning.
Of course I will,
I'm on my way now.
All right,
Oh, ok.
Come on, come on then.
Where is it.
(Phone ringing)
Hello.
Oh, hi Gerry, you just caught me,
just been down to Kent for a game of golf.
Who?
Well, what do I know about Environmental Health?
I just drive your meat around
it's none of my business.
I've had the police here and the man's wife,
making all sorts of crazy allegations.
You can't have hysterical women
running around the place,
it's not safe, is it?
Hang on a minute.
Joop,
you drive the cargo over to Amsterdam,
when you get there stay for a bit.
I'll give you a call when I want you back here.
Okay?
Okay.
Yeah, Gerry, listen if this bloke's done a runner,
he's probably got good reason.
His wife sounds bonkers.
You take care now.
I've got to go.
Another round of golf at the club.
I had hoped that you were going to tell me
that this wasn't his.
That his had a hallmark.
We went on a
package tour to Mexico,
the year before we were married.
Warren had the rings made there
from the same piece of gold.
He said it would remind us
that some people look for El Dorado all their lives,
and never find it,
and that we had found it just by meeting each other.
I said it was because it was half the price
he'd have paid in England.
I'm going to have to take some fingerprints
from the house here,
in order to confirm identity.
I'm not afraid to identify him.
It's not that straightforward.
I understand.
But I'd still like to say goodbye.
There's no easy way to say this,
but we don't have your husband's body to identify.
All we have is...
(Doorbell)
Open the door.
I'm looking for a Mr. Allen Deering.
I'm Detective Inspector Frost,
Denton CID.
I think there must be a mistake.
Is your husband at home, Mrs. Deering?
Yes, but I don't think...
All right.
I think you ought to take the children upstairs.
Marjory, what is it?
I don't know Allen.
What is this?
Mr. Allen Deering?
Yes, I'm Allen Deering.
What do you think you are...
I want all Mr. Deering's clothing
taken for forensic examination
including his dirty laundry.
I also want his car searched
and sealed for investigation.
You can't do this!
You can't just walk in here
without some kind of warrant.
Oh, yes I can, Mr. Deering.
I am entitled to seize anything I want on these premises
if it relates to an offence which I am investigating
and I find it necessary to seize it
in order to prevent it being concealed,
Iost, altered, damaged or destroyed.
What sort of gobbledygook is that?
The correct gobbledygook.
What offence, for God's sake!
I'm investigating the death
of a young woman called Jane Owens.
Who was last seen
getting into your car two nights ago,
when you stopped to pick up a prostitute in Bedford Park.
Now I'm sure you don't want to discuss the matter here,
so Denton Police Station, Mr. Deering.
I'd like to make a start.
There is no doubt about identification.
A number of women saw Jane Owens
get into your car.
Whores.
You think that what a bunch of whores have got to say
is going to...
Mr. Deering,
we have traffic cameras that saw your car on a loop
from the bypass round to Bedford Park.
You went round six times,
now can you explain that?
We all know what goes on up there.
Mr. Deering refuses to respond.
The women know you.
They know your car.
You drive up and down that road
several times a month.
What do you think they are, blind?
Same man, same car.
I've driven up there.
I've looked.
That's all.
A few times.
I don't know why really,
it was stupid,
I didn't...
Mr. Deering, it would not be true to say
that all you did was look.
That's all.
I swear it.
Really?
Then why did you stop and pick up Jane Owens?
I didn't stop.
I have never stopped.
Oh, yes you have.
And when you've stopped it's always for someone
who looks like a young girl.
Very young.
I don't have to listen to this!
Yes you do.
Because I know you picked up Jane Owens.
I've got witnesses.
And three hours later she was dead.
Now what have you got to say about that?
Mr. Deering refuses to...
All right.
There was a girl.
I did pick her up.
It was a mistake.
We drove off.
I knew that I shouldn't have done it.
I just dropped her off,
I said that I'd changed my mind.
You didn't hit her?
Of course I didn't.
Oh, yes you did, Mr. Deering.
You hit her.
Let's be blunt about it.
She was a sixteen year old child
and you beat the hell out of her.
Jack, Jack, Jack, come on, come on, come on.
Yes, all right, okay.
Ryan, was he nervous when you spoke to him?
Uncomfortable.
What about the alibi?
He was definitely at home that evening.
All right.
So what happens here then?
The animals are cut up
and then carted off to the supermarket.
Is that it?
Oh, no, it's a bit more than that, Jack.
Ryan's in partnership with this bloke,
Jim Scott, hauler.
This is one of his trucks, here.
They export to Europe.
Mostly lamb, pork,
it's processed and chilled here.
So, was anybody here
the night that Barber was killed?
According to Ryan, no,
nobody here after about seven O' clock.
He was here with Scott
and Ryan locked up when they left,
separate cars but at the same time.
Tell me, if someone wanted to break into this place at night,
would it be difficult?
Not that difficult I suppose.
Why, no real security?
Well, when I say someone could get in,
I don't mean a truck
I mean just someone on their own.
We've got alarms.
But if a bloke got round them,
Iugged a side of meat over the fence,
well, good luck to him.
I bet he wouldn't go back for two.
Tell me,
what was it that Mr. Barber
thought that you were up to?
He did think that you were up to something clearly.
Don't ask me.
He had it in for me,
and I don't pretend to have taken very kindly to it.
But this place is clean.
We have a meat and hygiene inspector here full time.
I know about the night of Mr. Barber's disappearance.
What about the following day?
The day after?
Yes, the day after.
That would be the following day.
You see Sergeant Toolan here
didn't have the full details when he spoke to you last.
He didn't know that we'd found Mr. Barber.
Dead.
That's terrible.
So, where were you
the following day?
I was out with Jim Scott.
What were you doing, working?
No, we were flying.
Jim's got a plane, a Cessna.
We were going to play golf
but we didn't land in the end.
The weather closed in.
Do you often fly round the country just to play golf?
Often enough.
Jim Scott's a golf fanatic.
Often thought about doing that myself.
Not the golf thing,
the flying.
Must be a wonderful feeling that, you know.
Being up there above the clouds.
You know, no worries.
God's great creation
spread out beneath you.
Where did you go?
Up towards Norwich.
Now that's real freedom.
Oh, yeah.
Flying up high with nowhere special to be, eh?
Well,
I tell you what
I don't know much about this business,
but there are those who say
that if you eat meat
then you shouldn't be squeamish
about watching an animal being killed and cut up.
Perhaps you'd like to show me round?
I've got work to do, Inspector.
So have I.
That's why I'm here.
So how did you get into all this?
My father was a butcher in Ireland.
I came here to get away from all that,
but I started doing odd jobs,
making more money than I expected.
I ended up managing a rundown slaughterhouse
by the old cattle market.
Oh yes, I know, that's all gone now though, hasn't it?
Most of the business has gone with it.
But I built up new trade
and eventually I moved over here.
What about this partner of yours?
What's his name, Scott?
I've got a lot of meat to shift.
He's got a fleet of refrigerated trucks
and contacts in Europe.
That reminds me.
I never told you how we found Mr. Barber, did I?
Well, the bit of him we found.
It was enough though.
You see his body had been dismembered.
No, that's not quite the right word, is it?
He had been cut up actually.
You won't mind
shutting down this place for the day, will you?
What do you mean?
I'm sending in a forensic team,
to examine this lot.
George, I'm going off to have a word with this Jim Scott.
I want you to wait here until forensic arrives.
I've already given them a call.
Ryan's shutting up shop for the day.
Just make sure nothing leaves the place, will you?
Forensic why, what have you got?
Think about it.
We've got a butchery,
a butchered body,
and the means of delivering the pieces to the north sea
without the aid of extra terrestrials.
Well, okay, a plane would solve that,
but where's the motive?
Well I don't know, do I?
Maybe Barber found what he was looking for.
Anyway, just keep your eyes open.
Come on!
Come here!
Come on, we've got to go.
Come on, where are you?
Come on!
Kai.
Heel!
Come on!
Heel!
One word from you, eh?
You ever tried feeding him.
I don't know.
You're like a kid in a candy store, aren't you?
Will you come on!
Hey, Kai!
Come on!
You've got to admire the way these police dogs are trained.
Come on!
Is tomorrow soon enough?
No, tomorrow won't be bloody soon enough at all.
So you spent the evening alone.
Yeah, I watched television,
had something to eat, a couple of whiskeys went to bed.
If I'd known you'd wanted an alibi
I'd have arranged something.
Do you live on your own do you?
Yeah, me and the wife are divorced.
Look,
I left the factory with Gerry.
I drove out before him,
he was behind me on the bypass for miles.
But you could have gone back.
You had a set of keys.
I didn't go back.
And as for this man Barber.
I'd never heard of him till yesterday.
If I wanted to murder a government inspector,
I'd go looking at the Ministry of Transport, wouldn't I?
You find Mr. Barber's death amusing then, do you?
No, of course not.
I'm just running out of ways of telling you
I don't know anything about it.
Only the circumstances of his death are peculiar.
In particular about where he died
and where we found his arm.
Oh it is his arm, by the way,
we've identified his fingerprints.
Well, I can't say I knew the man.
But obviously a tragedy like this, it's awful.
Was it an accident of some kind?
Less of an accident,
more like a ruddy miracle.
A miracle?
I'm not with you there, Inspector.
Well, it's very possible that he did die
within or around Denton.
But then he turned up some hours later in the north sea.
In pieces.
They do say that souls sprout wings,
his gave up somewhere around Hull.
If this is your sense of humor, Inspector Frost,
I really don't understand it.
No, neither does my superintendent.
Tell me about your plane?
Oh my god,
it's alibi time again.
Cos I think it's time I took a closer look at it.
A fine tooth comb is what I had in mind,
with forensic on the other end.
This is getting out of hand, Inspector.
That's after they've been to the factory, of course.
Now you can believe this
or believe it not.
But every knife or saw
has it's own signature.
Something unique
and a weapon can be identified
by the mark it leaves on a wound,
or on a cut.
Gerry, Jim's called in,
I think I should get you out of there
before you do yourself an injury.
Will you stay for something to eat, Jim?
No, it's just business.
I won't keep him long.
We'd better talk then eh, Gerry.
Well, forensic have used everything they can find at Ryan's.
If it cuts they've tested it.
On pigs.
Apparently their skin's
the closest to human flesh.
Well, looking at you I can believe it.
But the top of the arm's too damaged
to make comparisons conclusive.
Does that mean they can't even tell us
that it was meat cutting equipment that was used?
No, not even that.
Uhh, come on.
The cut was probably a lot cleaner
when the arm went into the water
but that's down to crabs.
You what?
They were in the process of eating it.
Are you telling me you don't know anything about this?
You're telling me Barber didn't break into the place?
I don't believe you.
All right, Gerry.
If you really want to know,
I'll tell you.
Yes you're environmental officer
decided to do a little bit of undercover work.
Your fault.
You can't even run a straight operation convincingly.
What happened?
He got in.
Joop and I were just about to start moving the stuff.
We spotted him, he ran,
we got him outside.
We didn't know who he was,
how much he knew.
Joop knocked him out,
we took him back in and...
And what?
He ended up dead.
You've been a front for this stuff
coming into the country for nearly ten years.
They'll put you away a long time for it
so just remember that
and keep your gob shut.
I'm not getting in any deeper, Jim.
You're in this as deep as I am Gerry,
and if it blows up,
don't think the police is all you've got to worry about.
Cheers.
I don't know,
some bloke sees a plane go off,
another bloke sees a plane come back.
Scott writes a few notes in a book about the weather
and that's it.
I mean I thought flying
was supposed to be like brain surgery.
Well, it's hardly Concorde, is it?
Is there anything on the mileage?
Well we can probably show the total distance
could have taken them
to the North Coast of Lincolnshire and back
but that doesn't prove they did it.
There has to be some way of tracking them surely.
There was a lot of cloud.
If they stayed in that they wouldn't have been seen.
If they'd have kept radio silence.
Have you been down that library again,
Sergeant, or what?
All I'm saying is what we end up with is a possible plane,
in a possible area,
that might have been Scott's plane
or might not.
All right.
What about forensic?
I think you'd better have a word there, Jack.
Okay, okay, I know what you're after.
Come on.
Here you are.
Come on.
Here.
Hey, what are you doing?
I've already given him his breakfast.
Oh, he was asking,
I thought you hadn't.
Hey, a devious little devil you are,
come on, down.
No, get down!
Really!
Anyway, that's the last laugh you're going to get today.
Forensic have come up with nothing.
No human blood, hairs or fibres.
All very tidy.
He must have been very well wrapped.
We know exactly what happened
and we've got exactly nothing to make it stick.
(Phone ringing)
Yes, CID?
Yeah.
Yeah, okay.
Yeah okay, thanks I'll tell him.
Mr. and Mrs. Owens are off back to Wales.
Jane's body has been released.
Her brother's come down from Leeds to pick them up.
I suppose I'd better go over there and say something,
though I don't know what I'm going to say.
He must have beaten her up.
Of course he beat her up.
That's where he stopped,
because my gut feeling tells me he didn't kill her.
Then how did she die?
Jack?
I've got a Mrs. Waldren here,
information about Jane Owens.
Did she see her that night?
No, this is two days before she died.
She saw her having an argument
with a bloke in a black car.
A BMW.
Come on.
Stay Kai!
Yes.
All right, thank you.
As soon as I saw the picture
I knew it was the same girl.
I stopped and asked her if she was all right, you see.
Let me get this straight.
You said that this happened
on the Wednesday 27th.
It couldn't have been a mistake.
It couldn't have happened like the next day?
No.
I'm sorry.
Please carry on.
I'd been cycling down by the canal,
and there was a car parked in the old brickworks.
A BMW.
She was standing there.
A man was shouting at her.
As I cycled up to them
he was shaking her.
I thought he was going to hit her.
As soon as he saw me he stopped.
Did you hear any of the argument?
No, nothing.
Did you get a good look at the man?
Oh, yes.
I see.
How old would you say he was?
I don't know, 20, 22.
Are you sure?
Well, it's difficult at that age.
I find more and more that young people just look,
very young.
Did you speak to Jane?
I asked her if she was all right.
She clearly wasn't,
but she wasn't hurt or anything.
He'd driven off,
and she just went.
I could see how she was living,
I felt...
but there's not really anything you can do, is there?
No.
Well, thank you very much Mrs. Waldren.
You've been a great help.
Sergeant Toolan here
will take your statement a little later on.
George, would you come outside?
Well, it certainly isn't Deering.
No.
It's also someone else you wouldn't expect Jane to know.
Well heeled, expensive car.
Someone who's about to attack her.
You think she was lying to Rickie,
she was already on the game?
I don't know.
Find out all you can about this bloke.
If Deering isn't the reason why she's dead,
we've got another one.
Ah, there you are.
Where have you been?
There's a good boy.
Jack?
Yeah?
You want a lift?
Yeah, all right.
Mullett's on the warpath.
Oh, yeah?
What now?
Forensic overtime.
Come on, good boy.
Good boy.
In the last two days
you've used up the allocation
for the next two months.
And still no results.
No.
Did you manage to get that photo-fit from Mrs. Waldren?
Yes, it's in the file by your feet.
You know he could be local.
There's something about him I recognize.
Don't know what it is.
I do.
But it's not because he's local.
Remember the photos Jane's parents brought?
I think I know who it is.
We're taking her home.
Yes, yes of course.
Well I'll say goodbye.
The Funeral Directors' van's coming later.
Mark's driving us.
That's your son.
Where is he?
He's here.
Time we were off.
We'd best get our things.
We'll see you before we go?
Yes, of course.
You're Inspector Frost.
Yes.
And you're Mark, Jane's brother.
Yes.
Look, thanks for all you've done for Mum and Dad.
We still don't know what happened
the man you're questioning,
do you think he really killed her?
Well, all the evidence points in that direction.
However,
I do have a witness that puts you in Denton
with your sister Jane,
two days before she died?
Perhaps you'd like to tell me
why you failed to tell the police about that,
Mr. Owens?
I dropped her by an old factory.
She said she was living there.
Near a canal.
I drove off,
that was it,
we were arguing,
I was angry.
So two days later you hear from your parents
that Jane has died in circumstances
that require a police investigation.
You don't tell them that you've seen her
and you don't tell the police.
Would you describe that as normal?
What was I going to say?
That my sister hitched up to ask for money
and told her to piss off.
Look, if I hadn't said that,
if I'd tried to help,
maybe she'd still be here.
I still can't face myself, Inspector,
Iet alone mum and dad.
You had contact with her.
You knew where she was,
despite what your parents were going through.
How sick they were.
They were going to London for days,
Iooking for her, everywhere.
And you let them do that, knowing!
Look, the only time she ever came near me
was when she wanted money.
She wouldn't let me tell them what was happening to her.
I went along with it, what else could I do?
Oh don't give me that.
They couldn't have handled what she was.
So you kept quiet for your parents' sake, did you.
Despite what they were going through.
I don't buy that either.
You know why she left home, don't you?
Look, I didn't want this to happen!
No, but it did!
And if you'd done things differently she'd be here now!
I know that!
What's this got to do with the death of her friend, Angie?
Angie died after she took an ecstasy tablet.
I think Jane dared her to do it.
I was the only one who knew that.
Jane couldn't handle the guilt.
She went on like she'd got over it, but she hadn't.
One day she just walked out.
And you said nothing.
Even though she needed all the help that she could get.
She got that ecstasy tablet from you, didn't she?
I didn't know.
She just took it.
That's why you paid up.
That's why you kept your mouth shut,
to protect yourself.
I thought she'd come back in her own time,
when she'd sorted herself out.
Kids don't sort themselves out from living in the gutter.
It felt like she was trying to drag me down with her!
Because down was where she wanted to go.
Nothing was going to stop her.
I wanted to...
I wanted to protect them from that.
You're going to have to tell them.
You owe them that.
And her.
Rickie?
We need to talk, Rickie.
She came back here that night, didn't she?
When?
Ten, eleven.
All right.
Come on.
What happened?
She'd been off with this old bloke,
the one in the car.
The one that you identified.
She couldn't go through with it.
When she told him, he went ape-shit.
He threw her out of the car and laid into her,
punched and kicked her,
And she was badly hurt?
Bad enough.
Inside was worse.
I didn't really know how much worse.
We talked.
I tried to tell her it was all right.
I thought she was OK.
We went to sleep.
In the morning she was gone.
Look, I didn't want to talk to you in the first place,
but I started.
I wanted to make him pay,
for what he made her feel like,
he might as well have killed her.
But he didn't.
She left this.
It says, 'See you on the other side of the starlight.
Goodbye 'till then'.
I'm sorry.
She had a friend who died,
she didn't talk about it much,
but she said that afterwards
she used to look up to the stars
and think her friend was there, behind the night,
Iike if you turned it inside out
there'd be no more darkness,
just stars and light.
I loved her.
Leave us alone for a minute will you Sarge?
You know better than that, Jack.
Oh, I'd like to, believe me.
He's perfectly safe with me
it's just I've got a piece of news
I want to deliver personally.
Yeah, well, I'll still be outside.
Well Mr. Deering,
it appears that you're free to go.
Sergeant Brady has your personal effects.
I told you that I didn't do it.
Yes, yes you did.
You also told me
that you didn't beat up a sixteen year old girl
when she refused to have sex with you.
But because she's dead I can't prove it.
But we both know that you did.
And after that
she killed herself.
You said that I'm free to go.
Yes, you are, go on.
By the way,
we will be pressing ahead
with the curb crawling charges.
And don't you go being a shrinking violet,
because I've got friends in the newspaper industry
who are going to make sure that's well covered.
Oh, and don't expect to find your wife and kids
when you get back home.
Apparently you'll be hearing
from Mrs. Deering's solicitor at some point.
I still can't believe it.
You cut a man's body up,
put it in plastic bags and,
for God's sake...
We had to get rid of it.
The plane was the obvious answer.
You try putting a body in a Cessna
without anybody seeing it.
It had to be in bits.
Fine.
If I'd realized that
I never would have questioned it.
Jim, will you listen to what your saying!
Joop knew what he was doing.
I left him to it.
We didn't have any choice.
But it didn't work did it?
It wasn't foolproof, no,
but it did the job.
If they had anything on us
we'd be in Denton nick by now.
They took this place to pieces.
And your bloody plane.
If they can't prove anything,
Frost can write a book about it
and it wouldn't mean a thing, would it?
You thought you were so clever.
Just clever enough,
that'll do me.
You keep a lid on it
and it'll do you (unintelligible).
Jack?
Yes?
I think we're in business.
Why's that?
Bloke stopped in a stolen car on the M4.
Wrong plates,
the plates from Warren Barber's car.
Where did he get them?
He worked in a scrap yard for a couple of weeks,
here in Denton.
(Sirens)
Hear that?
It means we're closed.
I don't know whether you recognize these, Mr. Radcliffe?
Yeah, they're number plates.
And you're coppers.
Well, that's two right.
These plates came off a stolen vehicle.
The driver said he got them from this yard.
No way.
I keep a record of everything that comes through here.
Do you know Gerry Ryan, Jim Scott?
I know Jim.
Any reason why I shouldn't?
Originally these plates came off a car
that Mr. Scott asked you to get rid of.
Now the owner was killed
the night before your chum brought you the car.
Now you might call that doing a favor for a mate.
I call it accessory to murder.
And so will the judge.
Hold on.
Jim Scott said it was nicked.
He needed rid of it, quick.
How involved are you with Scott and Ryan?
I'm not.
I owe Jim some money, that's all.
Well I do hope that you're a close friend
because you see accessory carries with it
a lot of years.
And as this was a particularly nasty murder
that'll up the ante.
Look, I told you.
I don't work with them.
I'm not into that sort of thing.
What sort of thing?
Look, work it out.
This is Amsterdam we're talking about.
Nobody smuggles beef from Amsterdam, do they?
Will you tell me about it, Gerry?
I don't know where to start.
You've been a thousand miles away.
The boys have seen it too.
I can't help
if you won't tell me what's wrong.
You remember when the business was going to fold,
when it looked like we were going to lose everything.
We didn't.
We're going to now, Julia.
We'll manage.
Only now it's worse.
Much worse.
We'll lose everything
and probably...
I'm probably going to go to prison.
What are you talking about?
It's a long story.
It seemed it was only like turning a blind eye
to something that couldn't touch us.
There was money no one could trace.
Jim Scott and I.
Now there's a man dead.
I didn't know.
Oh, Gerry, why?
Why didn't you talk to me?
Oh, darling.
I'm sorry.
Poor old Barber mislead us.
It wasn't the meat, it was the transport.
Get Customs and Excise down to Scott's yard.
You know, with our lot.
Mullett going to be happy about this?
Mullett!
Leave Mullett out of this.
These blokes know what they're doing.
Our jokers will take all night to take a truck apart.
Yes, I know, you're a good boy.
You tried to tell me that the lorry was full of drugs,
and I didn't listen to you.
All right, I'm an idiot.
So, where will you be?
Well, Ryan's not at home.
I reckon he's down at the plant.
We've got a lever.
If we can keep Scott and him apart
it won't take long before we can break him.
So I want you to stay here for Customs and Excise
and I'll meet you down there.
Umm, no sugar!
Come on Kai, off we go.
Good boy.
Let's go.
Come on.
I told you Frost wouldn't leave it.
I told you.
Why the hell you had to kill Barber?
Joop knocked him out.
We brought him in here.
He tried to make a run for it.
I stopped him.
With a meat hook.
He was dead.
It just happened.
Come on George!
We haven't got all night.
Kai, stay.
You stay.
Good boy.
Kai.
You weren't going to send him home, were you?
He had to be killed.
I wasn't going to do ten years for him.
It's going to be a lot more than that now.
You're out of control, Jim.
Yeah?
Like I was out of control
when I saved your business
from going down the tube?
Yeah, it all seemed so easy.
And it still is.
It's over, Jim.
Can't you see that.
Frost knows and he's going to get there.
No.
Not if we stick it out.
We're in this together,
Right!
Together.
We're mates, Gerry.
Do you know what this is?
It's a record of every payment
you've made me over the last ten years.
I'm going to give it to Frost.
Let me show you something in the truck.
Whatever you've got to show me
it's not going to change my mind.
It started with a bit of dope being brought in.
Now it's ecstasy, cocaine, heroin, you name it.
I told you it was time to stop.
I wanted to stop.
The people who set us up won't let us stop.
They're not a Savings Bank,
They own us.
No.
I'm not going to look the other way any more.
I'm going to Frost with the truth.
You're a clown, Gerry.
Always were.
I mean it.
And if your brain wasn't so altered
with the stuff you're smuggling in,
you'd know I do.
Bastard.
You Bastard.
All right, that's enough!
I said that's enough, Scott!
You think I'm going down?
You can sod off!
No!
That's him.
Come on.
I'll be about ten minutes.
I don't know why you don't leave it till next week, Jack.
If the doctor says take it easy,
you should take it easy.
If I take it easy for any longer
they'll have to carry me out in a straight jacket.
Anyway I've been a burden enough
to the National Health Service.
Right, come on, out you come!
Better go and do what a dog's got to do.
You must be bursting.
You better give him a hand.
What?
Well it's obvious.
He can stand on three legs,
but when he's got to cock a leg
that leaves him just two,
with the inevitable result.
Come on Kaiser, out you go.
Will you get out!
Well, no one's pushing you to get back to work you know, Jack.
No, I know, sir,
but if I stay at home any longer
I'll have to buy a television license.
No, no, I'd rather be back at work, sir.
The Regional Crime Squad will be investigating
the Ryan Scott network now, you know.
With Dutch and German police.
I'm sure they'd be very happy to have you in on it.
Should pull in some major players.
No, there's plenty of work here.
It's not as though it's getting us anywhere though, is it?
Well, it's another drug route closed.
Yes, that's right.
And then another one opens this week,
and then next week,
and the week after.
If it is a war, we're not winning.
Well, come back as you like.
All right, thank you very...
oh, by the way, this is for you sir, it's the vet's bill.
Oh, yes.
Did a marvelous job, didn't he?
Oh, yes.
Good grief, Jack.
Is this right?
Oh yes.
It says prompt payment would be appreciated.
Best not get behind with these things, eh, sir?
Come on.
You got in, you can get out.
Come on!
Haven't you got him out yet?
Well, either he doesn't want to go,
or he's not as keen
to get back to Denton nick as you are.
What is it Kai?
Hey, now don't over do it!
Kaiser!
Hello Kai.
They'll probably give Kaiser a medal.
He didn't get his by falling down the stairs.
Go on take him inside.
He'll tell you all about it.
Come on, Kaiser.
It's true what they say, George.
Yeah?
The more you know about people,
the more you appreciate dogs.