Blue Murder (2003–2009): Season 4, Episode 2 - Desperate Measures - full transcript

DCI Jeanine Lewis and her team investigate the murder of Dr. Donald Haliwell who was shot as he was leaving his surgery. There are several possible suspects. He had just been exonerated at a Coroner's Inquest over the drug overdose death of a young woman whose mother, Marcie Young, believes he reduced their daughter's methadone dosage too quickly. Then there's a young associate, Dr. McKee, who has just learned that he was to be released at the end of his contract. Lastly, the surgery in question had previously been the subject of a burglary by the Wilson gang and the police had intelligence that the gang was planning another major robbery. Staff at the surgery also think Dr. Halliwell may have been stealing drugs. The solution definitely lies in a connection with the surgery.

[chatter from tv]

REPORTER [ON TV]: And that'syour Manchester weather.

In local news, [inaudible] GPDonald Halliwell said yesterday

that while he sympathized withthe family of Jasmine Young,

he couldn't be held
responsible for the drug

overdose that caused her death.

It'll be all right, darling.

I'll see you later, yes?

REPORTER [ON TV]:
--that he was convinced

that Dr. Halliwell had doneall that he could to treat

Jasmine's drug addiction.



I would like to
extend my sympathy

to Jasmine Young's family.

The loss of this young womanis a tragedy for all concerned.

I think the coroner returneda sensible and fair verdict.

All I want to do now
is to carry on serving

the patients in my communityto the very best of my ability.

Nothing can
bring Jasmine back.

But that doesn't
mean I do nothing.

It doesn't stop here.

This is injustice.

This is a
mockery.

MRS. YOUNG [ON TV]: We're goingto get an independent review

for Jasmine.

And if that doesn't work,we'll go to the ombudsman.



Don, how are you?

Well done.

No fuss, please.

Dee, can you add
Marjorie Keynsham

to my list of home visits?

Will do.

Don, could I have
a word, please?

Not now, Fraser.

Surgery.

What about this afternoon?

Possibly.

[sighing]

Take this to the registrar,and he'll issue a leave

for the death certificate.

Thank you.

Sad business.

It'll get easier, Roy.

Life goes on.

I am the senior partner.

It's my decision whether weoffer you a partnership or not.

Look, you can't to this to me.

I need a partnership, OK?

I was relying on it.

I'm totally screwed now.

Fraser, calm down.

FRASER: This isn't
about my competence.

It's about you wanting to ruleyour own little empire where

there's only your
way of doing things,

and no one else is
allowed an opinion.

Enough.

Sod off.

You still here?

Paperwork.

And Fraser?

I think he got the message.

[beeping]

WOMAN [ON RECORDING]: Thisis the [inaudible] Surgery.

We are now closed.

If you need a doctor urgently,please redial [inaudible]..

[gunfire]

[chatter on police radio]

Shap, what we got?

Uh, Donald Halliwell,62, general practitioner.

Cleaner found him.

He's still warm.

Cause of death?

Three gunshot
wounds to the chest.

That might have
something to do with it.

Oh.
You're good.

You're wasted here.

You got an appointment?

I think I'm a bit late.

No sign of any disturbance.

Weird one, this.

That's the car he
came to work in.

It's registered to
his wife, Pamela.

Boss, this is Ms Ling, practicemanager and key holder.

Ms Ling, I'm DCI Lewis.

I'm going to be
running this inquiry.

DI Mayne.

- Who could do such a thing?- I know.

I'm sorry.

It must have come
as a terrible shock.

Listen, have there beenany other violent incidents

recently?

Any threats to Dr. Halliwell?

No.

Dr. Halliwell, did
he usually have a bag?

Yes, a briefcase.

MAYNE: Well, it's missing.

What would be in it?

His prescription pad
and a first aid kit.

Any drugs?

Only small amounts.

Single doses for emergency use.

Thank you.

Boss, this is the doctorwho's been in the news

over the Jasmine
Young inquiries.

He'll be getting morethan his 15 minutes of fame

now, won't he?

Yeah, we've spoken to everyoneexcept a Dr. Fraser Mekee,

one of two other GPs.

He's not answering his
phone or his mobile.

All right, get a car, takeit over there, see if he's in.

[doorbell]

[buzzer]

[knocking]

Hello, Dr. Mekee?

Hello?

Dr. Mekee?

Dr. Mekee?

Boss, Mekee's not here
and his car's missing.

But someone's run his
house over big style.

His house?

It's trashed.

I've put out an ops
for Mekee and his car.

And I'm just going
through contacts to see

if anyone's heard from him.

Right.

This photo of Mekee,
can we get it copied?

Yeah.

His car is gone, his
house has been trashed.

It's like someone'sreally got it in for him.

This thing just got bigger.

Second victim?

Or he's involved.

What, and he's trashed his ownplace to keep us off the scent?

Well, who's the
informed next of kin?

Oh.

Thanks, Shappers.

All right, come on, Goody.

First time for everything.

Keep trying Mekee's phone.

OK.

Well, it's not just a bitof mindless vandalism, is it?

It's been rammed.

[inaudible]

Well, Halliwell, Mekee'shouse, now Halliwell's car.

[buzzer]

[piano playing scales]

Mrs. Halliwell?

Yes?

I'm Detective Sergeant Shap.

This is DC Goodall.

Can we come in, please?

They told Don they'd
send someone tomorrow.

Will this take long, really?

I've got a pupil.

Perhaps you could
ask them to leave.

Yes, of course.

Jordan, I'm sorry.

You're going to have to leave.

The police are here.

I think it's probably
to do with the--

Competition.

Would you mind just--

thanks.

All right.

Bye, Jordan.

See you next week.

Oh, come in.

Please, sit down,
Mrs. Halliwell.

We have some very
bad news, I'm afraid.

I'm sorry to have to tell youthat your husband has been

the victim of a violent attack.

He's been hurt?

I'm sorry.

He's dead.

Oh, no.

Oh, please.

How?

What happened?

He was found
outside the surgery.

He appears to have been shot.

Mrs. Halliwell, when didyou last see your husband?

When he left for
work this morning,

about quarter past 8:00.

And I take it
he took your car.

Yes, his-- well, you saw it.

I thought that's
why you were here.

Yeah.

What happened to his car?

We were asleep last night,and there was the most

almighty crash, terrible noise.

And then the sound of
a car screeching away.

Don went to look, and someonehad just driven right into it.

Do you know who?

No!

Did your husband own a gun?

A gun?

Yeah, I want a forensic examon the victim's car, currently

at the home address.

Full tow to garage
and cross-reference.

See if there's any materialfrom the car that hit it

and any evidence of thatvehicle at the crime scene.

He's just arrived, sir.

Any sign of him?

MAN: Gonna need a recoveryvehicle as soon as you can.

Boss, we've got Mekee's
car involved in an RTI,

found near the canal
in Castlefield.

Is he hurt?

No, he's not here.

There's a bullet in
the driver's side.

It looks like he's injured.

Well, what do you
think has gone on?

Has someone run
him off the road?

It's hard to tell, Richard.

There's no one else about.

I don't like this.

It keeps escalating.

Well, Frank,
there's not a lot of--

Hello?

You gotta help me.

I need protection.

My name is Dr. Fraser Mekee.

Someone's trying to kill me.

Look here, sir.

I'd like to take some details.

Can you tell us a bit
about what happened?

I went home, and
my house, right, it

was completely wrecked.

I mean, I'm talking they
smashed the whole place.

Do you know what I mean?

I knew when it meant.

It meant they were after me,so I had to get out of there.

So I got in my car.

I started driving.

I didn't know where to go.

They'll be looking for me.

And then the news about
Don came on the radio.

Right, they killed Don.

Oh, god.

And then my house and, youknow, I didn't know what to do.

And then this car, this
car came up behind me.

It pushed me off the road.

The car turned over, right--

I thought I'd had it.

And then I got out,
and I just ran.

Then I made my way here.

And all I could
think about all time

was getting to you, to
the police for help.

Do you know what I mean?

What time did you leave work?

About 5:30.

And Dr. Halliwell
was still there, yeah?

Yeah, yeah.

You sound as though youknow who's behind all this.

Yeah, it was the Wilson crew.

I mean, they've broken
into the surgery before.

They've obviously come back,and Don's got in the way,

hasn't he?

Well, no one
was ever convicted

for the previous break-in.

Yeah, but everyone knewit was them, didn't they?

You know, guns and stuffand the state of my house,

who else could it be?

If we accept for
a moment that Dr.

Halliwell was shot becausehe interrupted an attempted

break-in, you see, I justdon't understand why this same

people should want to
vandalize your house

and threaten your lives.

Well, because they
can, can't they?

I mean, that's what
they do, isn't it?

They-- they intimidate people.

Can you tell me a bit
more about this car?

Yeah, it was a dark saloonwith blacked out windows.

Could you see how
many people were in it?

No.

Was there any
actual impact that

might help us with forensics?

I'm not sure.
You know, I was--

I was panicking.

It all happened so fast.
- Yeah.

Was the road busy?
- No.

Did the other car stop?

Uh-- no, he didn't.

No.

I mean, I don't know.

I was-- I was out cold.I don't know how long for.

Most of you know DI Roperfrom Operation Excalibur,

our gun crime operation.
- Morning.

Morning.
Don't get up.

We won't.

Where are the Wilson
crew at present?

We have the inner circle, thehalf a dozen people at the top,

under close surveillance.

We know there was talk
of another burglary,

but it wasn't planned yet.

We can confirm that they wereparty to the property damage

to Fraser Mekee's
house yesterday,

but not to Halliwell's murder.- Right.

What about the attack
on Halliwell's car?

Yeah, and Mekee's.

No, neither.

Do you know why they
ransacked Mekee's place?

Not yet.

But just because we ruled outthe top dogs for the shooting,

it could still be a gang member.

He's an unusualtarget, though, isn't he?

A well-respected family GP.

Now, I'll grant you that.

Obviously we-- we
don't [inaudible]..

OK.

You don't want uspulling in your suspects.

There's no need.

The leaders are
clear for the murder.

And no one wants 18 monthsof work down the drain

picking them up for
criminal damage.

But we have no problem withyou continuing your inquiries

into the wider membership.

It's appreciated.
Thanks very much, Bob.

- OK, thanks.
- Cheers.

Cheers.

Cheers.

Very noble.

Excalibur, right.

And Operation Regal King Size.

Who thinks up these poncy names?

They're meant to sound heroic.

Yeah, but all they
do is [inaudible]..

Come on, he saved us--

[interposing voices]

All right, all right.

Let's discuss this
over a cup of coffee.

[inaudible]
- Good idea.

So, the Wilson crew
trashed Mekee's house,

but someone else ran
him off the road.

He's a popular guy.
- Yeah.

Well, like King Arthur said,maybe it was an offshoot gang.

Yeah, but the
last burglary, they

got away with computer
stuff, some prescription

pads, and some control drugs.

The alarm went off, but by thetime [inaudible] responded,

they had licked it.

This time they come in
at the end of the day,

Halliwell is stillthere, he confronts them,

someone shoots him.

Let's talk to
Halliwell's colleagues.

Gupta's a partner
in the practice,

and there's Mekee,
who's a registrar,

there's a nurse, a receptionist.

Also, let's talk
to the patients.

A place like that, you getall sorts of nutters, junkies.

Sick people
[inaudible] doctor.

What, no one's
checked your bits?

Don't need a doctor
for that, [inaudible]..

Queasy [inaudible].

What about a
patient with a grudge?

Does Halliwell's car
and then shoots him?

Yeah, let's look into that.

Other actions?

We're [inaudible]
from the area.

We're looking at activityfrom the same people, cars,

same as the house to house.

And I [inaudible]
making sure we

got the timeline exactly right.

OK.

Let's meet back at 5:30 PM.

Reports should be ready by then.

Here's a list of Don'sappointments for yesterday,

including the home visits.

Ms Ling, we know
that Dr. Halliwell was

a very popular GP,
but did he ever have

any threats made against him?

Oh.

Well, we all get our
share of abuse here.

It comes with the territory.

But it's only from
a small minority.

What about formal complaints?

Marcy Young, and
her daughter Jasmine.

Yeah.

Halliwell attempted the
inquest on Monday, boss.

That's right.

Accidental death.

Jasmine was a heroin
user, and when

she died from anoverdose of street drugs,

Mrs. Young instigated
a formal complaint.

She believed that Dr.Halliwell had reduced Jasmine's

methadone dosage too quickly.

Anyhow, the coroner
exonerated Don,

but the complaint processstill has to run its course.

How did Dr.
Halliwell get along

with the rest of the staff?

Fine.

Well, except for Fraser.

Some sort of [inaudible]going on yesterday.

Fraser had a face like thunder.

Could have caught the
atmosphere in chunks.

He was a good man,
good doctor, friend.

All good?

Well, we had to
coax him a little bit,

some of the new initiatives.

But he was highlyregarded by his patients.

His list was invariably full.

And what about his colleagues?

Dr. Mekee?

Don didn't feel that
Fraser was right for us

in the long run.

He was giving him the boot?

He would complete his
year, but then he would

have to look elsewhere, yes.

Is there anything else youcould think of to tell me?

The day before, on
Monday, there was a four

by four outside, a blue one.

It was parked across the street.

It was a little odd.

I mean, surgery had finished,so they clearly weren't

there to pick up anyone.

Was there anyone in it?

There was a man.

I couldn't really make him out.

He was wearing a cap.

Registration?

I'm sorry.

On Monday, do you
remember seeing anyone

parked across the street?

No.

Did you notice
anyone hanging around

when you left on Tuesday?

I'm sorry.

It's just so awful.

So, we have traces ofpaint from another vehicle

on this one.

Well, that's clean.

No traces on this
vehicle at all.

I know.

Hiya, boss.

No match between the cars.

No.

Nothing to show that Mekee'swas run by the same vehicle.

Tuesday afternoon, you
argue with Don Halliwell

about your future
at the practice.

Two hours later, he's dead.

And our traffic
investigators haven't

found any evidence
of another vehicle

involved in your car crash.

Omissions, inconsistencies,what are you hiding?

Nothing.

Nothing about the shooting?

No.

No, I've got nothing
to do with it.

Honestly.

Well, prove it.

Stop lying.

What about the argument
with Halliwell?

OK.

I wanted to talk to himabout being made a partner.

I needed a rise.

He said that I didn't fit in,and they're going to let me go.

Why was that?

Because he couldn't standthe competition, that's what.

I could see he was
making mistakes,

and I let him know about it.

Mistakes?

Yeah.

Jasmine Young, for one.

OK.

So you argued, you
left, and you went home.

You find out that yourhouse has been done over,

so you flee in your car.

Then you come back
to us for help.

What's that all about?

This is a murder inquiry.

You've been less
than honest with us.

I suggest you start now.

All right.

All right.

I'm in debt, OK?

I owe thousands.

I got into a mess of
student loan, credit

card, the house, sailboat.

I went to this loans office,this guy called Barry Stroud.

Do you know him?
- Yeah.

He's [inaudible] Wilson crew.- Yeah.

Well, I know that now.

Well, he gave me a loan.

A professional man
like you, good salary.

Why'd you go to him?

Because the bank wouldn'tentertain me, would they?

I was over-extended.

I couldn't keep up
the installments,

and Stroud offered me a wayout, a payment in kind--

if I helped them break in.

Yesterday?

No, before.

I had to make sure
the alarm was off.

- But the alarm run.
- Yeah.

Well, they reset it
on the way out when

they were leaving, didn't they,to throw people off the track.

Anyway, they wanted
a repeat performance,

and I wouldn't do it.

And then Stroud
started threatening me.

And then yesterday I
went back to my house,

saw the state of
that, and thought,

well, I'm going to benext, you know what I mean?

And I didn't know where to go.
I got in my car.

And then the news aboutDon's death was on the radio,

and I just panicked, andI lost control of the car.

It was stupid.

So it was an accident?

Yeah.

What about the
blacked out saloon?

They killed Don.

Why do that?

Well, as a warning.

You know, because Iwouldn't do what they said,

so they killed him.

That's a bit extreme.

Look, if they find
out, right, what--

what kind of
protection do I get?

I want all this in
a written statement.

I advise you not to go home.

I'll refer you to our
witness support scheme.

What, is that it?

Just the charge.

Fraser Mekee, I'mcharging you with conspiracy

to commit theft.

So there is no connectionbetween our murder

and the Fraser Mekee incidents.

They're separate inquiries.

Mekee's retracted
his statement.

He's out on bail, lying low.- GMC?

Yeah, not too far down.

We'll have to strike him off.

God, what a waste.

All that training.

You know, Michael's gota student loan, hasn't he?

Credit cards!

Tea's up!

So, what about the post-mortem?

Any surprises?

Yeah, I've got it here.

The victim was in
good health, nothing

to lead us to the identificationof the assailant or assailants.

Cat hairs were
found on the ground,

but there's no way of
knowing if they were

brought there by the killer.

Or a cat.

Or irrelevant.

So what do you reckon,
a botched robbery

our most likely scenario?

That doesn't explain thedamage done to Halliwell's

car several hours earlier.

For that, we're looking
for a large blue vehicle

with a powerful engine.

The four by four, as seen byGupta, fits the specs for that.

So what if it's not
an attempted burglary?

Novices, youngerbrothers upping the stakes,

trying to impress.

I mean, it was a
cold-blooded killing.

Halliwell's a random choice.

Wrong place, wrong time.

Other angles?

- Can we rule out the family?- Well, there's no kids.

It's just the wife.

But there's nothing to
suggest her involvement.

But there might be adifferent view from someone.

You two broke the news.

It seemed genuine.

Could've beenpracticing in the mirror.

That's what I love
about you, Shappers,

is your faith in humanity.

Butchers, anything
on the patients?

Patients?

I've got-- this, [inaudible].

Nothing could
bring Jasmine back.

But that doesn't
mean I do nothing.

It doesn't stop here.

This is injustice.

This is a mockery.

Now, just wait.

We're going to get anindependent review for Jasmine.

And if that doesn't work,we'll go to the ombudsman.

These professionals, they
need to start listening

to us, to the families.

And we need to stand up forourselves and for those that

are vulnerable, like Jasmine.

Because no one listens to them.

It's a good speech.

She's got an ax to grind.

Yeah, but she's goingthrough the official channels.

It'd be a fair few
years before she's

exhausted all her options.

Then, and only then, maybe she'dtake it into her own hands,

but--

Hey, someone's
already beat her to it.

Yeah, but let's
see her anyway,

along with any other
disgruntled patients

who warrant a closer look.

Butchers, be working your wayback, talking to all the people

Halliwell saw on the Tuesday?

If you need a pair of
legs, use Shappers.

And keep your ears
open at the surgery.

All right then.

Hello?

Tom?

Where's Dad?

Oh, he's probably got heldup with Alfie somewhere.

Did you ring him?

Dad's not [inaudible].

Who?

PETE [ON MACHINE]:
Please leave a message.

Yeah, Pete, Tom wasexpecting to see you tonight.

Could you call me back, please?

It'd be nice to
call him too maybe.

Text, smoke signal.

Oh, hold on a sec.

Boss, ballistics.

DCI Lewis.

Yeah.

Aaron Matthews, yeah.

Same weapon, used in ashooting here two years ago.

Convicted, but the
gun was never found.

Yeah, thanks very much.

Press read on your remote now.

Aaron Matthews, knownassociate of the Wilson crew.

He's not one of
Excalibur's targets?

No, no, no.

He's just done 20
months for assault

with a firearm,
released last month.

Timing's sweet.

Whereabouts,
Lisa, and warrants.

Might still be carrying.Armed response?

LEWIS: Yeah.

[police chatter on radio]

Aaron Matthews,
we're armed police.

Come to the door.

Show yourself now.

Contact!

That's it.

Come to walk to me.

Walk towards me.

Keep coming, keep
coming, keep coming.

Down on your knees.

On your knees right now.

On your stomach.

Down, down.

Cross your legs.

Cuff him.

Aaron Matthews, I'm arrestingyou on suspicion of murder.

You don't--

[interposing voices]

Suspect at large,
heading down Green Lane.

Black male, 6 foot 2,
wearing a gray vest top.

[police siren]

Stand still!

- We got him.
- It's OK.

He's ours.

He's already cuffed.

Get him up.

I don't know anything
about no murder, man.

I stowed the gun
before I went down.

I'm not part of that no more.

Yeah, right.

You think it's easy?

I walked away.

Now you all have come andmessed it all up again.

They hear about this,
they think I'm a snitch.

You might as well but
a target on my back.

Put him in the car.

Come on.

Get him in the car.

Come on.

We'd like to do a
gunshot residue test.

After this long?

You must be desperate.

[beeping]

Yeah, boss.

Aaron Matthews is apatient of Dr. Halliwell.

Yeah, prior relationship.

Could give us another
part of the puzzle.

Prepared statement.

Right, Lisa, you ready?

Yeah.

And I know nothing of theoffense or those involved.

[inaudible]

It won't be long.

All right.

Where were you between
the hours of 6:00

and 7:00 PM on Tuesday?

No comment.

The weapon used
in this shooting

is the one that was in yourpossession, the one you used

to commit your last offense.

Where's that gun now?

No comment.

Shortly after your
arrest, you claimed

that you'd sold that gun.

Inspector, my client wasnot under caution then.

According to PACE rules,police and criminal evidence--

Yeah, I know
what it stands for.

Interview suspended.

It says here
you cautioned him.

I started it, and then hedid his great escape thing,

and I must have--
I forgot to complete it.

Or to tell me.

Christ, Lisa, he's
our chief suspect.

He's a gang member who
we can link to the gun.

And now we can't use
a bloody word of it.

Nothing that was
said in the car.

Now he's no comment.

I'm really sorry.

Oi, goody two shoes.

What did you hold
your hands up for?

It was your word against his.

You should have
just [inaudible]..

10 years ago no one
would have given a toss.

Oi!

I'll pretend I didn't hear that.

His gunshot residue is clear.

Bit of a stretch anyway.

Doesn't mean he
didn't fire the gun,

but he could have cleaned it up.

It does mean we
have nothing solid.

Nothing solid?

He's used the weapon before.

He won't talk to us.

He's resisted arrest.

Him and Halliwell
knew each other.

All this stuff about turningover a new leaf is crap.

There's nothing
from his flat, nothing

to place him at the scene.

We keep working,
and we bring him

back in when we've got cause.

He's out on license.

We could do him for
resisting arrest.

I want to do him for murder.

Get rid of him.

Do you want me
to talk to Lisa?

I'm going to have
a word tomorrow.

She's a good cop.

She shows promise.

We all make mistakes.

Yeah, and we all haveto face the consequences.

You know, if someone was a bitdizzy-like, what could that be?

Do you want a coffee, Dawn?

No thanks.

Could be loads of things.

Could be blood pressure.

Did you get it checked?

Dawn will do it for you.

No.

It's OK.

We-- we got a few complaintsabout Dr. Halliwell.

What did you think of him?

He was great.

Well, he liked being the boss.

Didn't want his patients
chipping in with ideas.

Doctor knows best--
that sort of thing.

And mistakes?

Oh, he never
made any mistakes.

Isn't that what theyalways used to teach you?

He was a good man.

How could you stand thereand talk about him like that?

Is she always like that?

She's upset?

It's not just me, then?

It's just, every time
I appear, she vanishes.

It's nothing personal.

It's just a situation, isn't it?

Don't shoot the messenger.

Not the best choice
of words, that.

PETE [ON PHONE]: Janine, hi.

Pete, can you
come over, please?

PETE [ON PHONE]: It's a
bit tricky [inaudible]..

Well, he's portable, isn't he?

I've not super-glued
him to the cot.

I'm here all evening.
- Yeah.

Let's see if we
can get him down.

[baby crying]

Sorry, kid.

We better start again.
Eh, Alfie?

Eh?

I got him down.

Eventually.

See, I end up making
excuses for you,

and I don't want to hear it.

I knew it'd be difficultwhen Alfie first arrived,

but he's older now.

You need to make time
for them as well.

It's not that easy.

I don't care, Pete.

You promised.

You owe them.

They don't need you anyless because they're bigger.

I know.

In fact, they need you
more, especially Tom.

Janine, Tina's got
postnatal depression.

She can't get out of bed.

She can't even feed him.

It's all I can do to turn upfor my shifts, look after her,

and the baby.

We're really struggling.

Oh god, Pete.

Has she seen the doctor?

Yeah.

Yeah, well, until the
medication kicks in.

Why didn't you tell me?

I'll explain it to the kids.

At least they won't
think you've traded

them in for a younger model.

Cheers.

Do you fancy a drink?

Oh, I'd love a drink.

[pouring liquid]

[police sirens]

[sobbing]

Right.

Back to basics, everyone.

Our killer had access to a gun.

Aaron Matthews is gone, whichgives us three possibilities.

Matthews fired the
gun, the killer

obtained the gun from Matthewsand used it, or got someone

else to use it for them.

Thank you.

We've had to let
Matthews go, but he's

still our number one suspect.

So what we're going to dois we go through everything

we've got at link
to Aaron Matthews.

That's family and friends,gang members, wannabes.

That [inaudible].

It's got to be one of
theirs, doesn't it?

Has anyone on that board beenchucking prescriptions around,

bragging about a shooting?

Well, we have
an indirect link.

Yeah?

Aaron Matthews'
uncle is Howard King.

Known to us?

No.

But he is Marcy
Young's boyfriend.

Yeah, he was showing
off outside the inquiry.

Howard King could have gotthe gun off Aaron Matthews,

on Marcy's behalf.

She was in the area.

She's in the house
to house reports.

Yeah, but she lives
in the area, Lisa.

No.

Here, she was seen out in thevicinity just before half 6:00.

Right.

So that gives us motive,
means, and opportunity.

See, we thought this was eithera gang crime or something

to do with the practice.

But maybe it's both.

Maybe-- maybe a vengefulpatient gives us the motive

and the gang leads
us to the weapon.

Yeah, it was
personal, not business.

- Bring her in, boss?
- No.

Let's go and talk to her.

Who's for the Howard
King interview?

- I'll do.
- No, no.

Not you, sweetheart.
You stay on files.

I'll do it.

Thank you, Shap.

Richard?

He works for a floor
cleaning company,

and they come [inaudible].

Why the long face?

You'll love it there.

Like a wasp in a jar.

Knees under the desk,
surrounded by women.

I'm working, Shap.

It's that Dee
Stonall, isn't it?

She's the one, isn't she?

Bet you can't wait for herto take your temperature.

[elevator ding]

Howard King.

Missed a bit there, mate.

Detective Sergeant Shap.

Now, you nephew Aaron Matthews,is there any business with him

lately?

Has he lent you anything?

Like a gun?

You weren't happy
with the result

of the inquest, weren't you?

Saw you gobbing
off on the telly.

Quite a temper you've
got there, son.

What do you want?

Where were you Tuesday betweenthe hours of 5:00 and 7:00 PM?

Marcy Young?

I'm DCI Janine Lewis.

Can I come in?

What for?

I'm investigating the
murder of Dr. Halliwell.

And?

We've already had yourlot knocking at the door.

I told them I hadn't see aught.

Sorry to heard
about your daughter.

You thought Dr.
Halliwell was wrong,

the way he dealt with her.

There was an incidentwhere you challenged him.

Yeah, that's right.

You were abusive.

I've been at my wits end.

I mean, close to locking herup and stopping her going off

and getting what she needed.

And he didn't bleeding listen.

All he could do is pontificateabout his own bloody opinion,

and I'm watching her fallapart, and he didn't get it.

Yeah, you bet, I lost it.

Then he struck us off.

I mean, I knew what
was going to happen.

And I couldn't save her.

God, I miss her.

Well, you do your best andyou try and keep them safe.

You must have hated him.

Where were you on
Tuesday night, Marcy?

After 6 o'clock?

Oh, piss off.

I need you to
answer the question.

Here?

Alone.

- With Howard?
- All night?

Yes!

You see, we've
got a witness who

says they saw you in
the high street Tuesday,

sometime just before 6:30.

I've had enough of this.

Do you really think
that gunning someone

down is the kind of justicethat I want for my daughter?

Get out.

Where were you going, Marcy?

So Marcy Young says that shewas at home all evening except

for the five minutes whenshe went to the corner shop

to get some milk.
There she is.

Bingo.

Right, so which way does shego when she leaves the shop?

There it is, away fromthe surgery, towards home.

Howard King reckons
they were in all night,

except for five minutes when shepopped out for a pint of milk.

Yeah, we know.

So let's eliminate some ofthese other patients, yeah?

Put yourself in my shoes.

What action do you
expect me to take?

Take me off the team.

Stick me on filing.

Yeah, that might
be appropriate.

But I'm not going to do that.

I want you to study
your handbook,

revise all your arrest
and caution procedures.

And in future, if there
are any diversions,

interruptions, double-checkthat you've actioned

and noted every single step.

Is that clear?

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

You stay on the case.

You see this through.

You deal with the fact thatif Aaron Matthews is guilty,

he may well escape prosecution.

You can explain that
to Pamela Halliwell.

Yes, sir.

So Dr. Halliwell called to seeRoy again on Tuesday afternoon.

Yeah, and his
wife Peggy, she's

been ill a long time,
smoker, emphysema, heart

trouble, that sort of thing.

Yeah, so it was expensive.

Yeah, poor bloke.

Just lost a son
and now his wife.

Be nice.

I'm always nice.

[phone ringing]

Boss.

Listen, if we have got
a patient with a grudge,

they won't necessarily
have filled

in an official complaint.

Look in to all Halliwell'sex-patients too,

anyone that might have come offthe list, gone to a new doctor.

There might be something
there beneath the radar.

Yeah.

Well, I've checked all
the surgery appointments

for Tuesday afternoon.

There's nothing there, boss.

It's like Dr.
Finley's case book.

I mean, no one's got abad word to say about him.

The man's a saint.

Do you want me to do thehome visits [inaudible]??

Who are they?

He wants to see [inaudible].

She lives in a nursing home.

Halliwell prescribed
her diamorphine.

He also called to certify thecause of death for Peggy Gant.

She died at home.

Hi, love.

Hello, dear.

MAN [SINGING]: A portraitof my love for no--

Tuesday afternoon?

Dr. Halliwell came in witha prescription for you.

For Marjorie Keynsham.

Tuesday I go to
my reading group.

Besides, I'd remember if I hadseen the doctor, especially

if he had given me morphine.

Fantastic stuff.

Took it when I broke my hip.

I'd remember, Sergeant.

I've got cancer, not dementia.

I phoned three of them,
and it's the same story.

He's invented the visits, thenwritten the prescriptions.

Always diamorphine,
always nursing homes.

Yeah.

Yeah, Keynsham's prescriptionwas cashed in by Halliwell

at Pickett's Pharmacy, which isnot far from the nursing home.

Now, it's not uncommon forthe GP to pop in with it.

But the actual amount
on the prescription

was for three times the
amount that Halliwell

entered on the computer recordswhen he went back to work.

And nobody
compares the amounts?

No, no.
Apparently not.

The only way to get caught isif another GP were called out

to see the patient and foundout there'd been no visit

and they'd had no medicine,a bit like what I did.

But what about
his drugs budget?

It must be sky high.

No, not if he's
been at it years.

He won't be obvious.

What's he doing
with the drugs?

Is he selling them?

And who to?

Find out that, and maybewe find out our murderer.

[doorbell]

Mr. Gant?

Detective Sergeant
Butchers, sir.

Can I have a word.

[inaudible].

Thanks.

So Mr. Gant, did
Mr. Halliwell come

and see you Tuesday afternoon?

Yes, I-- he was
doing the cause

of death certificate for Peggy.

He was calling home, he
said, before surgery.

What time was that?

About 2 o'clock.

Right.

Halliwell and Matthewswere known to each other.

Halliwell was his GP.

We know that Halliwell
was stealing drugs,

and it was Matthews'
gun that killed him.

Add in Matthews' history--

Drug deal gone sour.

Not quite the fine, upstandingpillar of the community

we thought, huh, Dr. Halliwell?

Are you still here?

I thought you were
up for eviction.

Vote for me, did you?

I don't get involved, mate.

Boss, I've got the
blue four by four.

It's the only one that matchesDr. Gupta's description,

and the timing fits.

- Run the plates.
- Yeah.

It'll be a knock off number.

They'll have used it to run[inaudible],, do the job,

and they'll have touched it.

I couldn't see it
on Tuesday's tape.

Neil Langan.

We've got a Dawn Langan.

At the Same address.

Right.

So I wonder what
Mr. Langan was doing

sitting outside his wife'splace of work on Monday.

Did you see your husbandparked outside the surgery

on Monday evening?

No.

Well, do you know
where we can find him?

I don't know where he is.

He hasn't been into the sortedoffice, and his phone's off.

Was he at home in the earlyhours of Tuesday morning?

No.

Well, what about Tuesdayevening, about 6:30?

Dawn, did you not
think to tell us?

Why was that?

Because this has got
nothing to do with him.

I mean, even if he found usout, he'd never hurt anyone.

Neil is not a murderer.

Whoa, stop right there.

Who's "us"?

Don Halliwell and Dawn Langanplaying doctors and nurses.

Yeah.

When Neil Langan finds out--

He smashes up Halliwell's car.

And shoots him.

What, he just happens to havea handgun in his poster's bag?

Langan used his cardon Tuesday at the Premier

Visit Inn at Chester Services.

Well, he'd be long gone.

No.

He used the same card thereat the ATM last night.

Well, go on, then.

Could be a domestic after all.

Neil Langan?

What?

Detective Sergeant Shap.

This is DC Goodall.

Wondered how long you'd be.

Were you outside the
surgery on Monday night?

Yeah.

Why?

I wanted to see
with me own eyes.

What?

I rang last Monday
to ask Dawn something.

The surgery was closed.

She wasn't at her latenight clinic every Monday.

She was shagging Don Halliwell.

So I waited outside,followed them to the hotel.

[inaudible]

I phoned Mrs. Halliwell,and I told her about them.

I sank a few more, went roundthere, and I rammed his car.

And where were you Tuesday
afternoon and evening?

Here.

That table over there, I think.

Or that one.

Right.

Can anyone confirm that?

Ask the staff.

I'm their biggest
spender this week.

I don't know what you'rewasting your time on me for.

Pamela Halliwell you
want to be talking to.

I let her know what'sgoing on, and next thing--

I had no idea she'd take it likethat, shoot her own husband.

We might have motive,
but where on earth

is she going to get a gun?

She's a piano teacher.

[inaudible] exactly goingto be toting small firearms.

Hit man.

Yeah, I can't see it.

I've been known
to be wrong, but--

Steady on.

Well, can you see herhanging around dodgy pubs

trying to hire a contractor?

Not in a million years.

And how did she get to thesurgery and back unobserved?

Halliwell had her car.

Yeah, give us a bite.

Come on.

So, I can't put the
gun in her hand,

but she's keeping stuff from us.

Right.

Let's go and push her pedals.

[doorbell]

Neil Langan rang you
on Monday evening,

told you that his wife washaving a relationship with Don.

That must have come
as quite a shock.

Not really.

I knew there was someone.

Did you talk to Don about it?

No.

You failed to
mention it to us.

Yeah, it didn't mean anything.

Had it happened before?

Probably.

I don't ask.

You must have suspected
that Neil Langan was

behind the damage to
your car, possibly

involved in your
husband's murder,

and you still said nothing.

When they told me he wasdead, I just couldn't think.

Mr. Langan, he didn't--

No.

Is there anything
else you haven't

told us, Mrs. Halliwell?

No.

Where were you between6:00 and 6:30 on Tuesday?

Here.

I had pupils.

We can verify that?

Yes.

And you last saw
your husband when

he left for work that morning?

Yes.

We can check her
alibi, make sure.

But with Langan and
her out of the picture,

what do we do next?
- Back over the details.

Let the team know.

Yeah.

[phone ringing]

Hello, Butchers.

Butchers, darling, I'mafraid we've hit a brick wall

with the jealous spouse angle.

Yeah, well, maybe not, boss.

Halliwell told Roy Gant
that he was going home

before he went back to work.

No, no.

She swears blind that shelast saw him in the morning.

Unless he was lying to Gant.

Yeah, why do that?

Why raise it at all?

Unless she's lying to us.

Again.

[doorbell]

[doorbell]

Maybe she thinks if shekeeps us waiting long enough,

we'll go away.

Mrs. Halliwell?

Oh, bloody hell.

Yeah, ambulance, please.

Well, I think we know whyHalliwell was stealing drugs.

[phone ringing]

Over there.

Thank you.

Mrs. Halliwell, can youtell me anything about what

happened to your husband?

No.

And you're absolutely
sure about that?

I could never hurt Don.

He looked after me.

I depended on him completely.

But the affair was a threat.

You felt jealous.

Don would never leave me.

He loved me.

You know, when they
told me he was dead,

the first thing I thoughtof before anything else was,

how will I get my medication?

I lost my husband, and
I lost my supplier too.

I couldn't go on without him.

And now?

I don't know.

The first few years Don
had tried to persuade

me to go into rehabilitation.

But I couldn't face it.

And I got pregnant.

We got married.

We lost the baby.

[sobbing]

Morphine made things bearable.

She's a junkie?

Didn't see that onecoming, did you, Shappers?

This time, our
Pamela took the lot.

She wasn't getting high.

She was getting out.

Guilt?

Well, she says not, so
she wouldn't hurt him.

You believe her?

Well, she's an addict.

No matter how hurt she
was about the affair,

all she really cared
about was where

her next fix was coming from.

He says supplier.

She's not going to
jeopardize that.

No Lisa?

I told her we were
going for a pint.

Make her feel
welcome, did you?

Well, I can't force her.

I kept her on the case.

And until we've
solved it, she won't

know what damage she's done.

Nor will we.

You can seem very
harsh sometimes.

Harsh?

- Eh, game of doubles, boss?- Yeah.

Go on, then.

See, what I want
to know is, if it

wasn't our Pamela who
shot the good doctor,

then who the hell did?

Harsh?

The gun is still the onlyhard evidence that we've got.

Aaron Matthews fired it twoyears ago, then got sent down.

The weapon was never recovered.

There's no record of it beingused in any crime since.

Until this week.
Follow the gun.

Matthews isn't playing ball.

But in the heat of the arrest,he said that he sold it.

Maybe he did.

Nah.

One of the gangs
has been minding

it for him while he's inside.

Out he comes, they have anotherpop at the surgery, bang bang,

back on form.

Friends reunite.

Maybe.

We could ask Matthews'
contacts to see

if they know who bought it.

I mean, if he has gone straight,they don't owe him any loyalty,

do they?

They're not going
to tell us, are they?

We are the police.

We could offer a
reward, information

leading to a conviction.

No, not yet.

Let's-- let's have anothergo at Matthews first.

What's the point?

Well, if you don't ask--

Come on, Mr. Matthews,
we know you're in there.

MATTHEWS: Piss off, man.

You told your probationofficer about our interest

in you?

Your license can be revoked,can't it, at any time

for any infringement.

Resisting arrest, for example.

And whip you back inside beforeyou can refasten your fly.

What happened?

You happened.

Then word got back.

You satisfied now?

Well, you should
go to the hospital.

Sarge, I think we should geta paramedic to look at him.

At least have a glass of water.

Who's done this to you?

Guess.

You could press charges.

End up a dead man.

Have you thought about
witness protection?

Then they would kill me.

Now, this gun you allegedlysold, who'd you flog it to?

Are you kidding me or what?

Another crew member?

I mean, the gang had alreadyhad a go at the medical center,

hadn't they?

Maybe some of them
went back for more.

Look, I don't know.

And even if I did,
I ain't no snitch.

But hey, they think I amanyway, so what's the point?

I'll just give up, man.

Look, I sold it to
some kid [inaudible]..

Carter, he called himself.

He used to buy his stash off us.

First name?

- I don't know.
- Age?

I don't know.

17, 18.

I ain't seen him since.

Now, can you just piss
off and leave me alone?

You were hoping a bit
of tea and sympathy,

you'd come over all JerrySpringer on you, tell all,

and you could clear your
copy book, weren't you?

No, actually.

A scum like that,
you go in hard,

you keep the pressure up, yeah?

Now we've got a name.

Aaron's in a right mess.

It looks worse than it is.

Poor sod.

Couldn't win, could he?What choices did he have?

Join the gang or else.

And when he tries to breakaway, loses everything.

Gets leathered into the bargain.

They don't trust him,
we don't trust him.

Could have something
to do with his tastes

for violent crime
and drug dealing.

At least Aaron gave us a name.

Carter.

No, no one of that age groupon the current electoral roll.

Local records, SouthManchester, we've got a Carter.

Simon.

Date of birth looks good.

July, '87.

'87?

Yeah, previous years we'vegot a Margaret Carter.

Could be the mother.

And she's on the
[inaudible] Estate.

Nice one.

- Hey, what's going on?
- Progress.

While you've been flirtingwith nurses, we've been busy.

Simon Carter.

Our shooter.

Matthews sold him the gun.

Hey, Simon Carter.

Simon Carter.

Hang on.

Yeah, here he is.

Simon Carter.

Patient with a grudge.

That's our motive.
I knew it.

When?

No, boss, he's
not a complainant.

He's an ex-patient,
as in deceased.

He died two years ago.

Not long after buying the gun.

Yeah, dead men
don't shoot guns.

Carter must have passedthe gun onto somebody else.

Oh, god.

It's like pass
the bloody parcel.

All right.

So let's dig up everythingwe can on Simon Carter.

Was he in a gang?

Who did he know?

Maybe the gun went
on to an associate.

What about his family?
Can we trace them?

How did he die?

Was he shot?

Any bells ringing here?

Any light bulb moments?

Aye, boss.

Butchers worked on low energy.

10 minutes to warm up, hestill can't see anything.

Right.

Can you get me a death
certificate, please?

On it.

Sergeant, with me.

Yeah, I'm looking for anymembers of the Carter family.

Yeah, they were at thisaddress about two years ago.

Thanks, man.

Yeah, and you don't know
where they moved to?

Yeah.

Simon attended your school,but then his family moved away.

So have you got a record
of any address, or--

I'm sorry, I don't have a timeto put a request in writing.

This is a matter of urgency.Yeah, thank you.

Right.

I'll hold.

Yep?

Sarge, you're
wanted in reception.

[buzzer]

What?

Someone nicked your pike?

I want to talk to someoneabout witness protection.

You see, I know stuff.

It's going back a bit.

Look, I need, like, a new name.

A new place, a new everything.

Right.

Are you sure about this?

I've got no life here, have I?

OK.

You can talk to me.

[buzzing]

Boss, death certificate
for Simon Carter.

Cause of death,
multiple injuries.

Person reporting
death, Roy Gant, father.

Birth certificate,
mother Margaret Carter.

Clerical worker-- yeah,father Roy Gant, HGB driver.

Margaret Carter, also
known as Peggy Gant.

She's the one who just died.

Hang on, what's with
the different surnames?

Well, Gant was marriedbefore, and he never divorced.

Catholic.- And Simon Carter's their son?

Multiple injuries,
what does that mean?

Car crash?

Shooting?

I wonder if there
was any foul play.

Lisa, can you find
out everything

you can about the death ofSimon Carter for me, please?

Thank you.

Boss, look at this.

Tragic teenage suicide on M60.

Do you remember any of this?

No.

Jumped off a motorway bridge.

"Simon was being treatedfor depression by his GP."

Halliwell again.

Hey, [inaudible].

Come here.

Hey, come on.

[meowing]

Yeah.

Here you go.

The son's depressed,Halliwell prescribes for him,

and soon after, the
boy kills himself.

They don't complain.

Peggy's already ill.

She's got a bad
heart, emphysema.

But Simon's death
makes it worse.

They move house,
she deteriorates.

Roy nurses her, but she dies.

Now he's alone.

He's lost them both.

He blames Halliwell.

Gant found Simon's
gun and kept it.

He had nothing left to lose.

[doorbell]

[police shouting]

Police!

Police, show yourself!

[inaudible]

Place is secure.

All right.

Thanks, love.

Hiya.

Gant's not here.

He's at his wife's funeral.

Neighbor says he left
about an hour ago.

[inaudible] Cemetery.

[church bells]

Thank you.

Roy Gant.

I'm arresting you on
suspicion of murder.

He never listened.

Mr. Gant, I'm arrestingyou on suspicion of murder.

There was stuff all
over the internet.

I printed it off.

Increased risk of
suicide in young people.

See, messing-- messing
around with drugs

is what made Simon depressedin the first place.

And when he started
taking them tablets--

You may want to wait untilyou've got a solicitor present.

He didn't even read
the damn journals.

He never said, I'm
sorry, I got it wrong.

Simon was my world.

Then he was gone.

And Peggy?

She wouldn't hear a badword said against the man.

She was there when
I begged him to go

and see Simon for himself.

Give it time, he said.

He didn't have time.

No, she trusted him all
the way to that bridge,

still following doctor's orders.

Why now, Roy?

He came on Tuesday.

Do you know what he said to me?

It'll get easier, Roy.

Life goes on.

His life would.

They were my life.

Halliwell was usually
the last to leave.

I went down there.

It was easy.

You kept his briefcase.

Well, children
might have found it,

taken stuff, hurt themselves--

What about the--

Sorry.

[gunshot]

OK.

All right, then.

See ya.

[inaudible].

Gant's just shot himself.

At the cemetery.

Shit.

There we are, boss.

It was personal after all.

Yeah, it usually is.

Have one of these.

Strictly medicinal.

We did our best.

He killed himself.

I wish he hadn't, but
we're not to blame.

You couldn't have learnedanything else, love.

Could you?
- None of us could.

Something like that,
it stays with you.

You'll be all right.

Hey, I'm taking
order for desserts.

Double chocolate
fudge ice cream.

Family size.

Where does she put it all?

[inaudible].

Yeah, she'll go
far, that one--

with the right management.

I better put a request in,then, to get transferred.

Oh!

Try Excalibur.

They're after some
ladies-in-waiting.

Hey, you're going nowhere, theamount of work we put into you.

Hey!

Is this a private crew?
Can anyone join in?

No.

Hi!

[interposing voices]

I'm arresting myself onsuspicion of being a crap cop.

I do not have to
say anything, but--

[interposing voices]

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