DCI Banks (2010–2016): Season 3, Episode 4 - Piece of My Heart: Part 2 - full transcript

Right! We need to
talk about the tape.

The victim's father's outside.

- Jack Barber.
- What? The guy who's
running for police commissioner?

It's Matthew.

Matt Barber was murdered in a chalet
that he was renting from Liz Forbes.

Liz Forbes was the lead singer
of The Crystal Kiss.

They had one big hit back in the
'80s, then it all went sour.

The bassist, Martin Harford,
did five years for the manslaughter
of the guitarist, John Gaunt.

Martin?

The tape.

I told Matt Barber about the tape.



I'm sorry.

Sam, come round to mine for dinner.
You bring the wine, I'll cook.

David.

- You need to take me off this case.
- Why?

David Hornby is the father
of my baby.

Who's this? Who's this?

I think they want to lynch me.
Who?

The yummy mummies.

Alan, I need to talk to you.
Her father is a suspect for murder
of Matt Barber.

So yes, I need to keep you away from
David Hornby, but I'm not going to
take you off the inquiry.

Not unless we arrest him, obviously.

Your homework's in my car.

I need you to go through the John
Gaunt files with a fine-toothed comb.

Especially Martin Harford's
confession.



Alan, tonight,
me and you at yours...

What's the problem?

All right, we've got some things to
talk about,

but obviously, Hornby wants nothing
to do with Isla.

He doesn't know about Isla.

When we were dating, he always
insisted on midweek. I guessed he
was in some kind of long-term thing.

Of course he was. David Hornby was
married, all right. Extremely
married, with two kids.

Do you think I should have told him?

He has a right to know.

And Isla, when she's older, she'll
want to know about her father.

Do you really think Hornby's
capable of killing someone?

All I know at the moment
is he's a liar.

Why didn't you tell us
you knew Matt Barber?

We have a bank transfer from
Bertram Ellis to Matt Barber,

for £15,000, authorised by you,
Mr Hornby.

I don't believe I'm under
any obligation to explain that.

Matt Barber had his skull smashed in.

Where's Annie?

Her personal connection to you
means that she is compromised
on this occasion.

It was just a fling.

Look, my firm are investigating
institutional corruption.

The CPS up here in Yorkshire
and the police.

It's been going on for years.

Evidence has gone missing.
Statements have been altered.

We're talking root and branch,
embedded corruption.

Over 30 years' worth of potentially
unsafe convictions.

How did Matt fit into all this?

We needed someone to do the spade
work. He trawled through our case
files.

Was one of these potentially unsafe
convictions Martin Harford, for
the killing of John Gaunt in 1988?

Maybe. There were hundreds of cases
to go through.

And you met with Matt Barber?
A few times, yes.

Once at his chalet,
uh...Thursday morning..

He was one of the good guys,
unlike er...

Unlike his father?

Let me put it to you this way.

If Jack Barber wins this election,
he'll be wielding a lot of power
and a lot of influence.

A criminal justice system
run by criminals.

I'd be very careful, making
unsubstantiated accusations.

You're assuming
I can't substantiate them.

If you want to question me further,
you'll need a warrant, which will
take six hours to get.

Whichever way you turn it,
I'm free to go.

Just a moment...please.

DI Morton.

What do you think?
Got a point about Jack Barber.

No, I'm talking about -
What, can we hold him? Not really.

A defence lawyer...if we put one
foot wrong, no matter how trivial -

Get rid of him, then. Thanks.

Annie.

There's no confession.

What? The John Gaunt files.

There's no transcript of Martin
Harford confessing to the killing.

Are you sure? 100%. And the officer
who took Harford's confession -
Detective Constable Jack Barber.

Thanks, Annie.

Jack Barber - you might be right.

Let's get him in for a chat.

Matt Barber seemed to know
a lot about the band, Liz,
about John's death.

He knew there was something
not right.

I don't know how, but...

Please, Liz.

It was stupid. I shouldn't
have told him about the tape.

You haven't told anyone else?

No. It's all buried.

We can re-form the band.

You really want to?
After what's happened?

Yes, Martin, I do.

Please.

We need you.

I'll do anything for you.
You know that.

Thank you for agreeing to come in
and see us, sir. I know you have
a busy schedule.

Yes, well, I hope this won't
take long. Election day tomorrow.

The conviction of Martin Harford for
the unlawful killing of John Gaunt,
September 1988.

You were part of the inquiry team.

Well, yes. It was a long time ago.

25 years.

Did Matt talk to you about that case?

Well, no. Why should he?

Well, the killer...

Martin Harford.

Martin Harford, yes.

Well, he confessed.

It was some argument that got out
of hand.

Why would Matthew -

The man who found your son dead,
the chalet caretaker...

that was Martin Harford.

You think you killed my son?

You took his confession.

So what? I don't remember very much.

Pull out the old files.

We did. The transcript
of the confession is missing.

You were at the records library
the other day.

What the hell are you suggesting?

That I beat some confession
out of Harford?

Or that I killed my own son?

Are you seriously suggesting...

I loved that boy.

And I've got a couple of amateurs
sitting here accusing me -

We're not accusing you of anything.

What I am doing, against the advice
of my fellow officers, is giving you
special treatment.

I'm giving you a chance.

Is there anything that you can tell
us that might help us identify and
convict your son's killer?

I've got nothing to say.

He thinks his police commissioner
campaign makes him untouchable.

He wants us to let him get away
with murder.

Helen. Matt was killed after an
argument that caught out of control.

A killer with a short fuse and the
presence of mind and expertise
to tamper with the crime scene.

I want that tape.

I don't know where it is.

Do you know what this could do?
I destroyed it.

You owe it to me. No.

It's buried.

It died with...

Hi.

- Alan.
- Liz, we need to speak to Martin.

His wife said he was here.

I think we'd better come in.

Ian Bassett.

Yeah.

You didn't tell us.

No, it was after you left
that he er...appeared.

And you didn't think to call us?

No, I'm...sorry.

You've proved a difficult man
to trace.

We know you arrived back in the UK
a few days ago, Mr Bassett.
Where were you on Tuesday night?

At my hotel suite.

And I haven't been hiding.

Just been abroad...for too long.

Dark-eyed boy.

So why have you come back now?

I came back to do an interview
with Matt Barber,

last Sunday morning, at his chalet.

I was shocked to hear about
his death.

Mr Soames, we're actually here to
talk to you about your confession.

Oh, not again. How many times?

Jack Barber, the father of
Matt Barber, was the officer
who took your confession.

Now, did he apply any undue pressure
on you, alter your statement
or threaten you in any way?

No.

Mr Bassett, we're going to need
fingerprints, a DNA sample
and a full statement, OK?

No problem.

So...

Mm-hm.

That's right.

We're re-forming The Crystal Kiss.

I thought you had the right to know.

What's her name?

Isla Rose.

Isla Rose.

She's...

Look at her. She's watching me.

She looks like you.

Look...

I'm not some serial shagger.

You caught me by surprise.
That's why my marriage broke up.

Wait. I didn't want to break up
any marriage.

I know.

I just couldn't go back
to how it was before.

I just couldn't.

I'd like to be a proper father
to Isla.

And maybe...

for her sake,

we could try again.

Boss.

Guest.

Oh, Annie.

Right. Listen, everyone.

This is no longer a two-strand
inquiry.

There is a connection between
Jack Barber and The Crystal Kiss.

We just have to get to the bottom
of it.

Annie, Helen and I bumped into Ian
Bassett at Liz Forbes's house.

He turns up after 25 years and she
doesn't even bother to tell us.

Annie, you get his statement.

OK. All right. Thanks.

Matt got in touch by e-mail.

He was a fan with a laptop.

His words, not mine.

And he wanted to interview me.
Thanks.

So you met him at the chalet
on Sunday morning?

Yeah.

Did Matt refer
to the death of John Gaunt?

No, we spoke about the music,
about re-forming the band.

Why do you want to re-from the band?

It's an idea I've had kicking around
in my head for a while.

It seems to have worked quite well
for other people.

And we know there's demand
out there.

That's how I've been making my money
all these years.

It's extremely lucrative.

But you know, when I first picked up
a guitar,

I didn't start dreaming about
making elevator music.

Maybe it's a midlife crisis,
but I had to come back and re-form
The Crystal Kiss.

I don't want my dreams to die
before I do.

So are you and Liz back together
again as a couple?

Well, I don't know about that.

Liz is a lovely-looking girl
and we had a lot of fun, but...

she wasn't, you know, into the music
like me and John were.

Well, those two solo albums of hers
did well. She must have had
something.

Music for dinner parties.

OK.

David Hornby.

I told him about Isla.

He wants to be involved with her.

That's good.

That's good?

Is that all you can say?

What do you want me to say?

I wasn't expecting that, because
Alan Banks always says the right
thing, does the decent thing.

Even if it means pushing me
towards - You think I would push
you towards that piece of shit?

His chat-up line's better than,
'Bring the travel cot.'

What's that?

Tracey - what...
what are you doing here?

Nothing.

Hi.

Oh, hi. This is Tracey...

my daughter. Tracey, this is Annie.

Nice to meet you.

Shit.

Oh, I'm sorry, I should have phoned,
but...

I've packed in uni.

Chemical engineering is not for me.
And I just thought I could...

erm...stay here for a while
until I'm back on my feet.

I should go home.

Annie, I'm so sorry.

Can't be helped.

Night, Alan.

Did you say that you'd left uni?

Look, I'm sorry to spring on you
like this, but...

Yes, Helen?

OK. Thanks.

Work?

Security cameras, opposite the
coffee shop. Matt Barber and his
father.

It starts off friendly enough,
but then...

The younger man mentions John Gaunt.

See? John Gaunt.

Can you play it again? Go in closer.

The pop musician, yeah?
John...John Gaunt.

Jack told us Matt didn't ask him
about John Gaunt.

He told us this argument was about
Matt wanting to find his mother.

Can you carry on playing it
from here?

And what he appears to be saying
here is, 'Dad, this tape.

I am going to get hold of it.

Tomorrow. First thing.

I'm going to get the truth, Dad.
That's how you brought me up.'

See, when Matt mentions the tape,
it's like Jack's seen a ghost.

And then he gets angry. I mean,
really angry. Look here.

So angry he kills his son.

That's a reach, Helen.

A reach? He's lied to us every
step of the way, makes out he can
hardly remember the case.

And yet here he is, really
arguing with his son about it.

Why? And this tape,

does it threaten Jack?
Does it threatens his campaign?
What is this tape?

I don't know.
But we need to get our hands on it.

Liz. What are you doing?

I need to talk to you.

I need to talk to all three of you...

about a tape.
The tape that Matt Barber
was trying to get his hands on,

that was vital to his investigation
into the death of John Gaunt.

I don't know what you're talking
about.

Jack, what are you doing here?

Social visit.

Really? Or looking to get your hands
on the tape you and Matt
were arguing about the other day?

Doesn't matter.

I killed him.

You killed Matt Barber? No - John. I
killed John. But it was an accident.

And it got out of hand.

That's what you say.

That's what Liz said
in her statement. 'It was an argument
that got out of hand.'

That's what Ian's statement said. 'It
was an argument that got out of hand.
And that's what you said, Jack.

It was...

When four separate people
say exactly the same thing,
that's when I get very suspicious.

There's nothing to investigate.

And whatever it is you're thinking,
you don't have any proof.

Outside, Jack.

I've got a press conference.

We should just let you go?

Where's the tape?

Who's got it and what's on it?

I have done my bit.

30 years on the force,
and now this election.

I've made a difference.

What have you two ever done, eh?
Either of you.

Have you found my son's killers?

I'm following in your son's
footsteps, Jack.

Except no-one's going to take me out
before I get my hands on the truth.

You've let me down...

sir.

Sarge, take a look at this.

Ian Bassett's financial records.
I've traced his credit history
through most of Europe and beyond.

But then there's this.

Ian Bassett isn't what he seems.
Swanning around the place dropping
hints about how rich he is,

how reforming The Crystal Kiss
isn't about money.

Ian B. Spirit of the '80s.

I saw a pawnbroker's receipt
for a guitar in his hotel room.

His credit history.
Bassett is broke.

Has been for the last 20 years.

He needs the money.

Mm-hm. Matt Barber was about to
derail his gravy train.

Annie, erm...

What happened last night? Mm...

Tracey?

No, I meant...

you know...what really happened
with you and...

David Hornby doesn't just want
a relationship with Isla.

He wants a relationship with me.

You're not thinking about it,
are you?

I don't know.

OK?

We're screwed.

We should leave.

Now.

For good. I can't just -

We don't have the time, Liz, do we?

Liz.

Where is the tape?
Did you give it to that journalist?
You swore you'd destroyed it.

You'd better pray it never surfaces.

Martin, maybe it's time to make
a clean break with the past.

By running off with
your first boyfriend?

This is your stupid fault, Martin.
You've done this -
you and your big mouth.

For years I've looked after you,
put up with you fawning over me.

I've had enough. I need to get away.
I'm done with you. Following me
around, looming. It's disgusting.

Martin? Martin?

Leave him, Liz.

We really need to go.

Well, it's Martin Soames.
He's the weak link.

Boss.

Boss.

Martin Soames. Go and to tackle
him at his house. Get him alone.

He is the key to this.

Yes. Sorry, Helen.

Is everything OK?

Ever feel you've missed your moment?

No.

DS Cabot.

I've never understood
what you see in her.

I mean, she's a decent enough police
officer, I suppose,

when she controls her more impulsive
outbursts.

I think she might be good for you.

Thanks, Helen.

You're welcome.

Martin?

Martin?

Martin?

Any kind of note? Nothing.

So why now?

What finally pushed him?

Because we were closing in on him?

Or did he kill Matt Barber?

Nine calls to this number in
the half hour before he died.
I've put trace on it.

Hold on.

Let's just see who we've got.

'Not again, Martin. You're not
getting the tape back.'

David Hornby?

'Who is this, please?'

Alan Banks. Are you in your office?

'Yes.' Well, stay where you are.
I'm on my way.

Right. I need Liz Forbes
and Ian Bassett picked up.
I'll deal with Hornby.

DCI banks, I'm in a meeting
with another client. I'm not
prepared to discuss Martin Soames.

Martin Soames just hanged himself.
We need to talk.

All right. But not here.

Give me a minute.

Martin - he was here this morning.

With the tape that he was
supposed to deliver to Matt Barber?

Yeah. Yeah, he must've gone home
and got drunk - badly drunk.

He was phoning me, ranting about how
Liz Forbes had left him,

how he felt he had wasted
most of his life with her,

how he felt he couldn't live without
her, and then how he wanted the tape
back.

And you wouldn't give it back?

That's unfair.

What's on this tape?

I'm not prepared to discuss that.

Are you refusing to hand it over
officially?

I've worked long and hard for this.

One case, one proven instance of
police malpractice,

and the floodgates open.

Jack Barber is my best chance.

I prefer to use the press,
not the police, to bring this
into the public domain.

Forget the conspiracy crap.
This is a right-or-wrong call.

I don't trust the police.

Does Annie know that?

Well, I've known Annie Cabot
for three years now.

And her core attribute is integrity,
wouldn't you agree?

So if I go back to her and say that
you won't cooperate with us,

do you really think there's a chance
that you'll get to see her,

or Isla, ever again?

Thank you.

♪ Your silence and... ♪

♪..landscape

♪ Torn within this mess I've made

♪ And the emptiness ♪

Are you leaving us?

I've decided against re-forming
the band.

This is your car, sir?

Yes.

You almost got me killed.

♪ And I have come undone
within your prison

♪ All these dreams

♪ Coming apart

♪ These are the lessons

♪ Of a lonely heart ♪

What's that?

What's the latest on Liz and Ian?

Downstairs, stewing.

Ian Bassett's car has got a broken
brake light, so it was him fleeing
that night.

He claims he was there to do
an interview with Matt,

saw the place crawling with police,
got scared. I'll bet he did.

Change of plan. We're not going to
interview those two downstairs.

We're going to put Liz and Ian
back in the recording studio.

Give me an hour to get set up
and then we hit them with this.

♪ Uninspired and all dead

♪ The sentiments here in my head

♪ And all the lovely things
you never said

♪ Never said... ♪

So, we've managed to retrieve
the infamous tape.

Now, maybe it was just Martin holding
onto this for a rainy day,

or maybe it was to keep you close
to him, Liz.

A sort of subtle blackmail.

Look after me,
or I go public with this.

So deeply in love with you, Liz.

Well, even back then.

Look.

Doesn't take his eyes off you.

So he was holding onto this tape.

It was from the night
that John died.

You were trying to record a follow-up
to Marginal Love.

This was your moment.

A surprise hit single riding high in
the charts.

But you had nothing to back it up
with and nothing in the can.

A Lesson For The Lonely Heart.

That was the track you were
recording.

Take nine is the one
that interests me.

Turned out to be a recording of the
last moments of John Gaunt's life.

So there's all four of you
in the studio.

Liz singing, Ian on keyboard,
Martin on bass,

and John Gaunt on guitar.

Listen. There.

See, that's when John's guitar is
thrown down and starts the feedback.

And then there's footsteps...

..the studio door being opened...

then, just a few beats later...

..there. That's when the keyboard
cuts out.

More footsteps.

Except it wasn't Martin
following John out.

It was you, Ian.

So now the only people left
in the studio are Liz and Martin.

Just vocals and bass.

And of course, you kept your
headphones on.

But this tape picks up everything
that was going on outside the studio.

Bumps, shouts...

There's someone crashing down
the stairs.

John.

Proves nothing.

I don't see how this involves me.

Oh, but it does, Liz. Martin only
agreed to cover up for John's death
because you asked him.

You knew he was hopelessly and
unconditionally in love with you.

You asked him because you were
hopelessly and unconditionally
in love with Ian.

Martin killed John. Ask him again.
He'll tell you.

Martin hung himself
earlier this morning.

He took his own life because you
said you were leaving him, Liz.

You said you and Ian were leaving
because we were closing in
on the truth.

It's obvious. Martin committed
suicide because he killed...
Matt Barber.

I love you.

Come on, Liz.

Ian doesn't care about you.

That's why he left all those years
ago, after you tidied up his mess.

Houses in Antibes,
yachts on Lake Como,

upmarket cruise ships - bollocks.

This, Liz, is the real Ian Bassett.

'80s revival stuff in cheap bars
and hotels.

Ian came back to reform the band
because he was desperate for money.

Ian?

Grow up, Liz.

The Crystal Kiss's moment has gone.

You were one-hit wonders. End of.

25 years hoping and waiting.

And three people dead.

John, Martin, Matt Barber.

All to preserve a teenage dream.

Ian is a killer.

Not true.

Listen.

What you're going to hear now,
and what you've never heard before,
is an enhanced digital version.

The music has been faded out.

There. You hear John falling.

Then other footsteps
coming down the stairs towards him.

And now this.

Ian, no.

OK?

Maybe it was an argument that got out
of hand when you knocked John
down the stairs.

But he didn't die immediately.
No, he was still alive.

So Ian followed him down
and finished him off.

You suffocated him, Ian.
You were the heart and soul
of the band. You wrote all the songs.

But what was it that you told me,
Liz?

Love and hate and testosterone,
it's a dangerous cocktail.

You saw a chance to get rid of your
best friend, your main rival,

and make a grab
for all the song-writing royalties,
and you went for it.

He wanted the money then,
and you want it now.

You can't prove that.
You don't have a witness.

Oh, my God.

It's not true, Liz. You told me
it was an accident. You told me
and I did everything for you.

It was all a lie.
I never asked you to do it.

I gave £30,000 to that policeman.
I made poor Martin confess. And...

And you did what, Liz?

Did you kill Matt Barber?

I didn't want him to destroy you,
Ian.

I just lashed out...
because I loved you.

Can you believe it? After 25 years,
I'd still do anything for you.
God help me.

And I hereby declare Jack Barber
duly elected to the post
Police Commissioner.

Sir, Liz Forbes has admitted to
killing your son.

You took a bribe of £30,000 from
Liz Forbes 25 years ago to accept
Martin's confession at face value.

Liz will testify against you
in court, Jack.

Look, I'm going to say this to you
just once.

25 years ago, Matthew's mother tried
to take him from me to America.

I was going to lose him forever.

Well, I needed money.

Money for lawyers, money for private
investigators.

And Liz Forbes offered it to me.

And if I could go back in time,
I'd do exactly the same thing
all over again.

I'll...I'll take myself
down to the station.

No, sir.

We won't be doing things your way.

We need to make it legal and
everything, but...

I want you to have regular contact
with Isla.

A proper relationship with her.

For life, David.

That's brilliant.

And what about...

you and me?

I don't have a plan.

I...I don't know.

PR? Event management?

I'm still processing my future.

And what does your mother have to say
about all this?

She's not happy,
but she understands.

So erm...while you're processing
your future, what are you going to do
in the meantime?

I'll get a job.

Bar work or something.

We're not finished.

I need to speak to you.

I was hoping you were free
some time to finish our dinner.

What about David Hornby?

It didn't work out.

I'm sorry.

- Really?
- No.

- I'd better get back
for the babysitter.
- Annie.

We could be waiting and hoping
for the rest of our lives.
Unless we create our own...

..moments.