Prime Suspect 1973 (2017): Season 1, Episode 4 - Episode #1.4 - full transcript
Evening, Detective. What brings you here?
Tread carefully, Bentley.
There's a matching necklace,
it was part of a set.
I'm sorry we haven't found that yet.
I don't want you to leave. It's
the last thing that I want.
What if TOD isn't a name, but initials?
The receptionist from the hospital,
could it be Teresa O'Duncie?
- T-O-D, is that you?
- He's a dealer.
What is his name?
- He's my brother, Terry, but everyone calls him Oz.
- Police, nobody move!
- What's this about?
The murder of Julie Ann Collins.
Look, I know how this goes... 125?
Spence! Get off him!
All right! All right!
What you still doing here?
Get down to the car!
Are you all right?
Well, you saw it, the bastard went
for me. I had to defend myself.
Best if you keep quiet.
Right, in.
Profiles first.
Turn to the right.
Look at the camera, son.
Instead of staring, why don't
one of youse get my solicitor?
- We'll call him tomorrow.
- Get him out of there.
I know my rights.
Bloody hell, Len.
He looks like he went ten
rounds with Henry Cooper.
Spence saw red.
You know how he gets.
I can delay this, but it won't go away.
Just make sure Gibbs
gets his story straight.
What's going on?
- What are you playing at?
- Police.
There's a policeman outside.
Ssh!
Eagle's Nest, come in.
Eagle's Nest, come in.
Eagle's Nest, come in.
Come in, Eagle's Nest.
Good evening, Officer.
- Everything all right?
- Evening, sir.
We had a complaint from a
neighbour about the noise.
We're carrying out a
refurbishment of the kitchen.
Er... please, let me show you.
I have a permit.
I told the council there would
be some out-of-hours work.
So... who made the complaint?
I'm not at liberty to say, sir.
- Are you finished for the night?
- Of course.
- Good night.
- Good night.
Jane, you got a minute?
Not really, sir. I'm late as it is.
- I... I just wanted to check if...
- Excuse me, sir.
- If everything's all right?
- Yes, sir. Absolutely.
- You're sure?
- Positive.
Tennison, a word.
Well done for last night. I hear you
stayed calm in a tough situation.
Thanks, Sergeant.
Yeah, but that's no excuse
for being late again.
Go on, shift it to Comms.
Is it me, or are WPCs getting
younger and more attractive?
Wish I could say the same for solicitors.
I understand you're holding one
of my clients here... Mr O'Duncie.
- Did he call you?
- I'll take that as a yes.
Would someone kindly show me to my client?
Thank you, Sergeant Harris.
It's Eddie Phillips.
Divers just fished him out.
The Uniforms found this on the towpath.
And this broken syringe.
We can safely say it
wasn't a midnight swim.
Someone's given him a
good crack on the head.
He was hit first, then thrown in?
Can't clarify that until after the PM.
Judging by the state of
him, he's been here a while.
I'd say 24 hours, at least.
Right, I'll try and find the Professor, let him
know he's got another post-mortem to attend to.
Thanks, Paul.
What were you mixed up in, Eddie?
What you doing?
- Look at him. Eyes like pinpricks.
- What's going on?
We had a copper turn up, didn't we?
- Because you were high.
- I wasn't. I... I wasn't.
Went up to look for you and I found this.
And this.
We flushed the rest of it.
Let the rats get high on it.
You got any more
stashed away? No.
You've got to sort yourself out.
I'm not going back to prison cos
you're too high to do your job.
Who's going back to prison?
- David?
- No one, Ma.
- What's that?
- Don't worry.
It's sorted.
I think the thing we're gonna have
to do is go through them all together.
- Sir, is the Gestapo really necessary?
- It's nothing personal, Morgan.
We're all under the microscope today.
O'Duncie might try and
put us on the back foot.
Hold on. These notes
are fresh from the bank.
They're in the same sequence, look.
That can't be right.
- O'Duncie's a drug dealer.
- Call the bank.
Get the serial numbers for the 500 quid George
Collins withdrew, cross-reference those.
It's all right, Mrs Phillips.
If you could just nod for us, is
this your grandson, Eddie Phillips?
You bastards!
- You've done this to him.
- Oi! Oi! Oi!
- Bastards!
- Calm down, Mrs Phillips.
Please.
Mrs Phillips...
Mrs Phillips, the last time we saw Eddie
was when we took him to the hospital...
but he escaped from there.
We need your help to try and find
the person who did this to him.
Did Eddie ever mention a Dwayne
Clarke or a Terrence O'Duncie to you?
No.
This is her fault, that Julie Ann.
Eddie fell for her, hook, line and sinker.
Look where it got him!
Where were you on the
evening of Sunday 13th May?
I was at home all night.
Do you know Julie Ann Collins?
When we searched your squat, we found a
large quantity of drugs and ?235 in cash.
Was that connected to the deal you were doing
with Julie Ann Collins and Eddie Phillips?
We know Eddie was there. We found
his fingerprints on your door.
I suggest this Eddie chap broke in, planted
the drugs and money and then informed you.
This morning, "this Eddie chap" was
pulled from the Regent's Canal.
We believe he was murdered.
Did you know that Eddie spoke to us?
And that's why you had to shut him up.
Speculation.
You, Eddie and Julie Ann Collins.
I'd say that proves something...
and now they're both dead.
My client would like to discuss the
events that occurred during his arrest.
What occurred is Mr
O'Duncie attacked my officer.
My client doesn't see it like that and
we will be making a formal complaint.
Well, it's his word against ours.
Except we have a witness.
- Miss...
- Flowers.
She only has one name.
We're going to need your full name.
Miss Flowers, we are speaking to Terrence
O'Duncie in connection with two murders.
You were not there when Mr
O'Duncie attacked my officer.
Yes, I was and I'll swear to it and all.
I saw Terrence get punched
and head-butted by your mate.
Miss Flowers appears to have
seen everything, DI Bradfield.
You wanted to see me?
A10 have requested an interview with you about the
alleged assault on O'Duncie, tomorrow morning.
What should I tell them?
Just tell them what happened.
Heard you were downstairs
when it all kicked off.
Yes, sarge.
Some bruising on his ribs and hip.
Old.
Best guess, 14 days.
Lateral fracture on the
left ankle, recently healed.
He's been in the water at least 24 hours.
Recent injection site in the groin.
Blood analysis will confirm, but we
can assume he was under the influence.
What about the head wound?
A blunt-force injury.
Impact site is consistent
with a large, blunt object
and from the wound,
most likely post-mortem.
- A barge maybe.
- But the barge didn't kill him?
We'll know more later.
So, what have we got?
Twenty five in fives,
each matching the serial numbers from
the cash withdrawn by George Collins.
One, two...
three fives that match the list... 15.
Right. And you sent the top and bottom notes from
the stack for finger prints? That's 50 quid.
George Collins lent Julie Ann
50 quid to pay back Eddie's debt
and now those same notes
end up with O'Duncie.
We're closing in on him.
Eddie's debt was with O'Duncie.
All right, Tennison?
Listen, I... I'm sorry about
bringing all this to your door.
- Can I buy you a drink?
- I need to go home.
- A10 should have better things to do.
- Just doing their job.
- What are you going to tell them?
- I'm not sure.
Listen... if this complaint gets
upheld, I could get suspended.
If you just tell 'em you were
downstairs with the girlfriend...
But I wasn't. I came back up for her
shoes and I saw the whole thing, I...
I have to go.
Come on. It's a party.
I'm all right. You enjoy yourself.
OK. Did Mum and Dad make
you the "responsible adult'?"
Jesus, Pam, don't make a mess!
I'll clean it up in a minute.
So who are you bringing, then??
Do you need your baby sister
to set you up on a date?
No, I'm OK.
There is someone, but he won't
be coming to your wedding.
Is he imaginary?
No, he's bloody not. He's just...
So you've really met someone?
- Are you looking forward to getting married?
- Don't change the subject.
What's this bloke like, then?
I... I don't know.
- Don't you?
- He's tricky.
Jesus Christ, Jane! They're all tricky.
Come on, Pam!
Come on! Let's dance.
Eagle's Nest to Eagle One.
Look out, you've got a visitor.
When you said there'd be noise in
the evenings, I didn't expect this.
- Sorry, but we'll be finished soon.
- What's the hurry?
Can't you finish earlier
and just take longer?
- Not really.
- Who are you?
Was it you who called the police?
- I'm sorry about that, Silas.
- It's all right.
You got yourself a boyfriend?
I'm not short of offers.
One of them could put you up for a
couple of days until we're finished.
Right. I'm sure they would.
Thank you.
- You go to bed, love.
- No.
- I'll do this.
- I'm fine. I'm nearly finished.
You all drank a lot.
Did you stick your head
in and check on Pam?
She's er... passed out fully clothed,
so I guess it was a good night.
Did Dad forget his keys?
Er... he went straight to bed.
- Mrs Tennison?
- Yes.
Erm... I'm sorry about the late visit.
I'm DI Bradfield, I work with Jane.
I wondered if I could
have a word with her.
Nearly midnight.
It's all right, Mum.
Evening, sir. Come in.
- He's been drinking, I can smell it.
- You go to bed. It's just work.
Sorry, Jane.
- Did Gibbs send you over here?
- Not as such.
I just popped by his
gaff to check in on him.
- And now you're checking on me.
- Jane...
Go on. Just say what you came here to say.
It's been a long day and
I need to go to bed...
sir.
O'Duncie's girlfriend is backing
his version of the story,
so I need you to tell A10 what you saw.
And what you saw was O'Duncie
make a swing at DS Gibbs
and DS Gibbs defend himself
with a single punch.
O'Duncie fell and hit his
head on the radiator.
Saying I was downstairs was
a white lie, but this...
Spencer Gibbs is a hot head, but he's
also the best detective I've got on my team
and I would prefer to deal
with him in my own way.
By lying?
That low-life O'Duncie is in the
frame for Julie Ann's murder.
Maybe Eddie's too.
It's things like this that
derail an entire investigation.
Terrence O'Duncie will
use this to get off.
Do you want that on your conscience?
What if they catch me out?
I'll be the one who's
disciplined. Who'll stand by me?
Don't you get it, Jane?
If you do this, the whole
station will stand by you.
It's the way the game works.
We all look out for each other.
We are on the same side.
Please think about it.
I'm really sorry about this.
I'd wish we were talking under
different circumstances.
Good night.
Night.
What in heaven's name are you playing at?
- I'll see you tonight.
- OK.
Your mum's worried sick again.
I told you, nothing's going on.
Don't lie to me.
I haven't said anything.
I am concerned that my daughter is...
having relations
with her senior officer.
"Having relations"?
- Chime in any time, Andrew.
- This is very much your area.
It doesn't bother you that this
is going on under our roof?
This... This Bradford chap...
Bradfield.
How... How well do you know him?
How well did you know Mum?
You got married a month after you met.
Your father did not turn up in the
dead of night asking me to lie for him.
You were spying on me?
- Jane, don't be so naive.
- I'm sick of this.
Once he's got whatever he needs,
he'll cast you aside and for what?
- So his friend can save face?
- He's a colleague.
Well, whatever he is,
it's not your business.
What happens at the station is
my business, but it's not yours.
And went for me.
He was fighting me
and I landed a punch.
He fell into the radiator.
What did you tell 'em?
He went for me, I landed a punch. He
fell against the radiator, hit his head.
- And did they go for that?
- I hope so.
Well, go home. Try and forget about it.
Autopsy report on Eddie Phillips.
Cause of death was internal bleeding.
We found heroin in his blood, along
with high traces of strychnine.
Strychnine?
Commonly found in rat poison.
Wakey-wakey!
She's all yours.
I just need to confirm your name and
age and then we can get you some help.
I don't need help. I need to get out
of here. I've done nothing wrong.
I spoke to our missing persons index.
The Girls' Village Home in Ilford reported
you missing on August 25th last year, Sarah.
I just need you to confirm it and then
you can go back to being "Flowers".
I don't need your permission.
I know.
My skin is burning.
Julie Ann Collins was an associate
of your boyfriend Terrence.
On May 13th, she was murdered and dumped
in an unused underground car park.
Did you know her?
I don't feel well. You
said you'd get me help.
We will do everything we can.
He's not my boyfriend.
I let him screw me when I need to get
high and I really need something now.
But you saw him with Julie Ann?
I don't know what happened to her, but...
What is it?
Eddie... I saw Eddie.
Where?
We have a witness who says Julie Ann Collins
visited your squat the day she died, May 13th.
Julie Ann came to see you to pay off
the 50 quid that Eddie Phillips owed.
We had the notes chemically
treated for prints.
Both yours and hers were on them.
What did you do with the
rest of Julie Ann's money?
Three weeks before, you ordered thugs to
beat up Eddie Phillips over that debt.
- Says who?
- We have witnesses.
- From the squat?
- Reliable witnesses, then?
Did Julie Ann ask you about a drug deal?
Wanted to make a few quid.
Vulnerable young girl with a couple
of hundred quid in her pocket.
You, a notorious drug-dealer with
a thing for vulnerable young girls.
When we tear your place apart,
will we find the rest of her money?
My client denies any involvement
in Julie Ann Collins' death.
Sir?
Can you tell DI Bradfield
what you just told me?
I saw Eddie Phillips at the squat.
I watched him die in front of me.
Go on.
I walked in on them having an argument.
Terry was pissed off that
Eddie spoke to you lot.
The he calmed down and gave
him a hit on the house.
But that don't make no sense, cos Terry
never lets anyone shoot up in his room,
but he let Eddie do it.
- And you saw all this?
- Eddie just collapsed.
Terry said he'd be fine, but his whole
body started shaking, like, really shaking.
And, then...
God. - She needs treatment.
Get her to the hospital.
Help me!
Two nights ago, Eddie Phillips, he
came to visit you, you had an argument.
My officers found drug
paraphernalia in his belongings.
We pulled your prints from his bag and also from
a box of rat poison we found in your squat.
You let him inject this to kill him and then
carried him to the canal and threw him in.
Did Eddie find out you killed
Julie Ann? Was he blackmailing you?
More likely, Eddie was a liability.
He grassed you up, didn't he?
You couldn't have that.
- I didn't kill Julie Ann Collins or Eddie Phillips.
We're charging you for
both. Get him in a cell.
Do something, for fuck's sake!
Come on!
Please state your name for the record.
Probationary WPC 517G. Jane Tennison, sir.
And can I confirm that you were present
during the arrest of Terrence O'Duncie?
I was, yes, sir.
In your own words, describe
what happened during that arrest.
Detective Inspector Bradfield
and Detective Sergeant Gibbs
broke down the door to
Mr O'Duncie's dwelling.
At the time, Mr O'Duncie was, erm...
Why the hesitation?
Sorry, sir.
At the time, Mr O'Duncie was
in bed with Miss Flowers.
I was tasked with assisting
her out of the room and I...
So I...
D-Downstairs...
Just tell us exactly what you saw.
Can I request that we interview WPC Tennison
alone? WPC Tennison, would that be OK?
Erm... I believe an officer is entitled to be
represented by a more experienced colleague.
May I continue?
I saw Mr O'Duncie lash out at DS Gibbs.
DS Gibbs defended
himself, landing one punch,
causing Mr O'Duncie to fall and
hit his head on the radiator.
And Miss Flowers?
Where was she during this altercation?
Downstairs, on the second floor landing.
Sorry you had to go through that,
but you handled yourself admirably.
Thank you, sarge.
Tennison.
That's another obstacle cleared,
so we can take this bastard down.
That's all this was ever about.
Just told them what I saw.
And I had you down as a goody two-shoes.
I'll be all right, won't I?
You're kidding? You're
one of the team now.
We're not trying to control your life.
Well, that's what it feels like.
But you don't have to go straight away.
There might not be another
vacancy for months.
And that would be the
worst thing... to wait?
Jane, you are not thinking this through.
For God's sake!
Don't raise your voice at me.
Then, help me pack, instead
of interrogating me.
- How old are you?
- 22.
- Any boyfriends?
- No.
Let me remind you of the golden rule.
Men are not allowed on the
women's floor and vice versa.
Anyone caught breaking that
rule will be barred immediately.
Of course, Sergeant.
Jane! You made it.
What do you fancy to drink?
- I'm OK, thank you.
- No, don't be silly.
- Can we get a G&T?
- So, we got the bastard.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
Yes.
Sorry, lads, I'll be with you in a minute.
Bloody hell!
- Look at the state of that.
- You all right, Spence?
Did you get hit by a Woolworths
truck on the way here?
It's fashion, mate.
Did you hear?
I'm in the clear.
- I owe you one, Jane.
- Don't mention it.
Lots to celebrate tonight?
Two murders wiped off the boards!
One mystery remains, though. Why
are you dressed like a pirate?
When I'm done, I'll buy you a drink, yeah?
Not you, though. Cow.
Wahey!
- You're drunk.
- And you're not. Come on.
- Morgan! Tennison! Come on!
- No, I'm all right.
So, it's true. You've moved in.
- I saw the vacancy on the noticeboard.
- Well, it's great here.
It's very convenient.
I'm a bit too old to be getting
under my mum's feet, so...
I've just had the "no boys on this
floor" pep talk by Sergeant Turner.
I don't want to be getting
in trouble on my first day.
He'll be fine.
Look, erm... I wanted to talk to
you in the pub, but you disappeared.
I wanted to thank you for what you did.
I know that can't have been easy.
It wasn't.
I'm just glad it's over, so now we can...
I mean, so you can
get on with the case.
Right.
If that'll be all...?
- Good night, then.
- Good night.
Jane...
what I said the other night...
that I admire you...
I really meant it.
- Morning.
- Afternoon.
What time do you call this?
Here you go. This'll wake you up.
It's your turn to visit Ashley Brennan.
Who's he?
One of our most... vigilant citizens.
He lives on the Pembridge, close
to where Julie Ann was found.
We've already had the
landlord round about the aerials.
- Ashley's going to take 'em down.
- I'm not here about that, madam.
Your son called the station.
Ashley?
Ashley?
Ashley!
- There's a policewoman here to see you.
- About bloody time.
Thank you, Mother.
Shut the door.
Identification, please.
Can't be too careful.
What's this all about?
Eagle One, come in.
I was intrigued by their call name... "Eagle One".
- Eagle's Nest to Eagle One. Come in.
Not that I thought for a moment that the
RCA-88 can pick up NASA transmissions.
Come in. Over.
Eagle's Nest, come in.
- They've been active since Monday.
- Keep going, mate.
We'll get there.
Isn't this snooping?
- I record all suspected criminal activity.
- Are you awake up there?
- "Eagle's Nest" refers to a lookout...
- Come in. Over.
And who uses lookouts?
Eagle One to Eagle's Nest.
We're coming out in two.
David, are you awake up there?
Can you play that bit again?
You'd better keep trying, cos this thing only
works when we're at the top of the steps.
We can check the range
of his radio equipment.
See if we can track down the
officer who attended the cafe...
If we followed up on every tip off from
Ashley Brennan, we'd get nothing else done.
You've been Brennan'ed.
It's a station joke.
But it was worth a try, Tennison.
Is David up?
Up and out.
We need to get on.
Yeah, well, I told him
to get himself sorted.
He was shaking like a bloody leaf, wandering
about the flat, muttering to himself.
Where is he?
I can't bear to see him
like that any more.
Ma, where is he?
Which room is Sarah in?
Let me just check.
- Room 12.
- Thank you very much.
You're welcome.
Thank you, Sarah.
Have you somewhere to
go when you leave here?
They've found me a room
at a home in Richmond.
You won't tell Terrence
where I am, will you?
No.
- Thank you.
- That's OK.
David! What the hell are you doing?
Here, give me this!
We're fine thanks, love.
We'll deal with this at home.
Come on.
We don't need any form filling
and chit-chat with doctors.
Did you get it?
Social worker present?
Sarge, I think I know that man.
The other day on the Pembridge,
he slammed his door on me.
Sarge, do you know them?
Clifford Bentley's lads.
Yeah, I know them.
The voice on the recording, I
think it was him, the one driving.
John Bentley?
- Are you sure?
- Yes, sarge.
Get whatever you need and let's go.
Oi! Stop pissing about and get in the van!
Tread carefully, Bentley.
There's a matching necklace,
it was part of a set.
I'm sorry we haven't found that yet.
I don't want you to leave. It's
the last thing that I want.
What if TOD isn't a name, but initials?
The receptionist from the hospital,
could it be Teresa O'Duncie?
- T-O-D, is that you?
- He's a dealer.
What is his name?
- He's my brother, Terry, but everyone calls him Oz.
- Police, nobody move!
- What's this about?
The murder of Julie Ann Collins.
Look, I know how this goes... 125?
Spence! Get off him!
All right! All right!
What you still doing here?
Get down to the car!
Are you all right?
Well, you saw it, the bastard went
for me. I had to defend myself.
Best if you keep quiet.
Right, in.
Profiles first.
Turn to the right.
Look at the camera, son.
Instead of staring, why don't
one of youse get my solicitor?
- We'll call him tomorrow.
- Get him out of there.
I know my rights.
Bloody hell, Len.
He looks like he went ten
rounds with Henry Cooper.
Spence saw red.
You know how he gets.
I can delay this, but it won't go away.
Just make sure Gibbs
gets his story straight.
What's going on?
- What are you playing at?
- Police.
There's a policeman outside.
Ssh!
Eagle's Nest, come in.
Eagle's Nest, come in.
Eagle's Nest, come in.
Come in, Eagle's Nest.
Good evening, Officer.
- Everything all right?
- Evening, sir.
We had a complaint from a
neighbour about the noise.
We're carrying out a
refurbishment of the kitchen.
Er... please, let me show you.
I have a permit.
I told the council there would
be some out-of-hours work.
So... who made the complaint?
I'm not at liberty to say, sir.
- Are you finished for the night?
- Of course.
- Good night.
- Good night.
Jane, you got a minute?
Not really, sir. I'm late as it is.
- I... I just wanted to check if...
- Excuse me, sir.
- If everything's all right?
- Yes, sir. Absolutely.
- You're sure?
- Positive.
Tennison, a word.
Well done for last night. I hear you
stayed calm in a tough situation.
Thanks, Sergeant.
Yeah, but that's no excuse
for being late again.
Go on, shift it to Comms.
Is it me, or are WPCs getting
younger and more attractive?
Wish I could say the same for solicitors.
I understand you're holding one
of my clients here... Mr O'Duncie.
- Did he call you?
- I'll take that as a yes.
Would someone kindly show me to my client?
Thank you, Sergeant Harris.
It's Eddie Phillips.
Divers just fished him out.
The Uniforms found this on the towpath.
And this broken syringe.
We can safely say it
wasn't a midnight swim.
Someone's given him a
good crack on the head.
He was hit first, then thrown in?
Can't clarify that until after the PM.
Judging by the state of
him, he's been here a while.
I'd say 24 hours, at least.
Right, I'll try and find the Professor, let him
know he's got another post-mortem to attend to.
Thanks, Paul.
What were you mixed up in, Eddie?
What you doing?
- Look at him. Eyes like pinpricks.
- What's going on?
We had a copper turn up, didn't we?
- Because you were high.
- I wasn't. I... I wasn't.
Went up to look for you and I found this.
And this.
We flushed the rest of it.
Let the rats get high on it.
You got any more
stashed away? No.
You've got to sort yourself out.
I'm not going back to prison cos
you're too high to do your job.
Who's going back to prison?
- David?
- No one, Ma.
- What's that?
- Don't worry.
It's sorted.
I think the thing we're gonna have
to do is go through them all together.
- Sir, is the Gestapo really necessary?
- It's nothing personal, Morgan.
We're all under the microscope today.
O'Duncie might try and
put us on the back foot.
Hold on. These notes
are fresh from the bank.
They're in the same sequence, look.
That can't be right.
- O'Duncie's a drug dealer.
- Call the bank.
Get the serial numbers for the 500 quid George
Collins withdrew, cross-reference those.
It's all right, Mrs Phillips.
If you could just nod for us, is
this your grandson, Eddie Phillips?
You bastards!
- You've done this to him.
- Oi! Oi! Oi!
- Bastards!
- Calm down, Mrs Phillips.
Please.
Mrs Phillips...
Mrs Phillips, the last time we saw Eddie
was when we took him to the hospital...
but he escaped from there.
We need your help to try and find
the person who did this to him.
Did Eddie ever mention a Dwayne
Clarke or a Terrence O'Duncie to you?
No.
This is her fault, that Julie Ann.
Eddie fell for her, hook, line and sinker.
Look where it got him!
Where were you on the
evening of Sunday 13th May?
I was at home all night.
Do you know Julie Ann Collins?
When we searched your squat, we found a
large quantity of drugs and ?235 in cash.
Was that connected to the deal you were doing
with Julie Ann Collins and Eddie Phillips?
We know Eddie was there. We found
his fingerprints on your door.
I suggest this Eddie chap broke in, planted
the drugs and money and then informed you.
This morning, "this Eddie chap" was
pulled from the Regent's Canal.
We believe he was murdered.
Did you know that Eddie spoke to us?
And that's why you had to shut him up.
Speculation.
You, Eddie and Julie Ann Collins.
I'd say that proves something...
and now they're both dead.
My client would like to discuss the
events that occurred during his arrest.
What occurred is Mr
O'Duncie attacked my officer.
My client doesn't see it like that and
we will be making a formal complaint.
Well, it's his word against ours.
Except we have a witness.
- Miss...
- Flowers.
She only has one name.
We're going to need your full name.
Miss Flowers, we are speaking to Terrence
O'Duncie in connection with two murders.
You were not there when Mr
O'Duncie attacked my officer.
Yes, I was and I'll swear to it and all.
I saw Terrence get punched
and head-butted by your mate.
Miss Flowers appears to have
seen everything, DI Bradfield.
You wanted to see me?
A10 have requested an interview with you about the
alleged assault on O'Duncie, tomorrow morning.
What should I tell them?
Just tell them what happened.
Heard you were downstairs
when it all kicked off.
Yes, sarge.
Some bruising on his ribs and hip.
Old.
Best guess, 14 days.
Lateral fracture on the
left ankle, recently healed.
He's been in the water at least 24 hours.
Recent injection site in the groin.
Blood analysis will confirm, but we
can assume he was under the influence.
What about the head wound?
A blunt-force injury.
Impact site is consistent
with a large, blunt object
and from the wound,
most likely post-mortem.
- A barge maybe.
- But the barge didn't kill him?
We'll know more later.
So, what have we got?
Twenty five in fives,
each matching the serial numbers from
the cash withdrawn by George Collins.
One, two...
three fives that match the list... 15.
Right. And you sent the top and bottom notes from
the stack for finger prints? That's 50 quid.
George Collins lent Julie Ann
50 quid to pay back Eddie's debt
and now those same notes
end up with O'Duncie.
We're closing in on him.
Eddie's debt was with O'Duncie.
All right, Tennison?
Listen, I... I'm sorry about
bringing all this to your door.
- Can I buy you a drink?
- I need to go home.
- A10 should have better things to do.
- Just doing their job.
- What are you going to tell them?
- I'm not sure.
Listen... if this complaint gets
upheld, I could get suspended.
If you just tell 'em you were
downstairs with the girlfriend...
But I wasn't. I came back up for her
shoes and I saw the whole thing, I...
I have to go.
Come on. It's a party.
I'm all right. You enjoy yourself.
OK. Did Mum and Dad make
you the "responsible adult'?"
Jesus, Pam, don't make a mess!
I'll clean it up in a minute.
So who are you bringing, then??
Do you need your baby sister
to set you up on a date?
No, I'm OK.
There is someone, but he won't
be coming to your wedding.
Is he imaginary?
No, he's bloody not. He's just...
So you've really met someone?
- Are you looking forward to getting married?
- Don't change the subject.
What's this bloke like, then?
I... I don't know.
- Don't you?
- He's tricky.
Jesus Christ, Jane! They're all tricky.
Come on, Pam!
Come on! Let's dance.
Eagle's Nest to Eagle One.
Look out, you've got a visitor.
When you said there'd be noise in
the evenings, I didn't expect this.
- Sorry, but we'll be finished soon.
- What's the hurry?
Can't you finish earlier
and just take longer?
- Not really.
- Who are you?
Was it you who called the police?
- I'm sorry about that, Silas.
- It's all right.
You got yourself a boyfriend?
I'm not short of offers.
One of them could put you up for a
couple of days until we're finished.
Right. I'm sure they would.
Thank you.
- You go to bed, love.
- No.
- I'll do this.
- I'm fine. I'm nearly finished.
You all drank a lot.
Did you stick your head
in and check on Pam?
She's er... passed out fully clothed,
so I guess it was a good night.
Did Dad forget his keys?
Er... he went straight to bed.
- Mrs Tennison?
- Yes.
Erm... I'm sorry about the late visit.
I'm DI Bradfield, I work with Jane.
I wondered if I could
have a word with her.
Nearly midnight.
It's all right, Mum.
Evening, sir. Come in.
- He's been drinking, I can smell it.
- You go to bed. It's just work.
Sorry, Jane.
- Did Gibbs send you over here?
- Not as such.
I just popped by his
gaff to check in on him.
- And now you're checking on me.
- Jane...
Go on. Just say what you came here to say.
It's been a long day and
I need to go to bed...
sir.
O'Duncie's girlfriend is backing
his version of the story,
so I need you to tell A10 what you saw.
And what you saw was O'Duncie
make a swing at DS Gibbs
and DS Gibbs defend himself
with a single punch.
O'Duncie fell and hit his
head on the radiator.
Saying I was downstairs was
a white lie, but this...
Spencer Gibbs is a hot head, but he's
also the best detective I've got on my team
and I would prefer to deal
with him in my own way.
By lying?
That low-life O'Duncie is in the
frame for Julie Ann's murder.
Maybe Eddie's too.
It's things like this that
derail an entire investigation.
Terrence O'Duncie will
use this to get off.
Do you want that on your conscience?
What if they catch me out?
I'll be the one who's
disciplined. Who'll stand by me?
Don't you get it, Jane?
If you do this, the whole
station will stand by you.
It's the way the game works.
We all look out for each other.
We are on the same side.
Please think about it.
I'm really sorry about this.
I'd wish we were talking under
different circumstances.
Good night.
Night.
What in heaven's name are you playing at?
- I'll see you tonight.
- OK.
Your mum's worried sick again.
I told you, nothing's going on.
Don't lie to me.
I haven't said anything.
I am concerned that my daughter is...
having relations
with her senior officer.
"Having relations"?
- Chime in any time, Andrew.
- This is very much your area.
It doesn't bother you that this
is going on under our roof?
This... This Bradford chap...
Bradfield.
How... How well do you know him?
How well did you know Mum?
You got married a month after you met.
Your father did not turn up in the
dead of night asking me to lie for him.
You were spying on me?
- Jane, don't be so naive.
- I'm sick of this.
Once he's got whatever he needs,
he'll cast you aside and for what?
- So his friend can save face?
- He's a colleague.
Well, whatever he is,
it's not your business.
What happens at the station is
my business, but it's not yours.
And went for me.
He was fighting me
and I landed a punch.
He fell into the radiator.
What did you tell 'em?
He went for me, I landed a punch. He
fell against the radiator, hit his head.
- And did they go for that?
- I hope so.
Well, go home. Try and forget about it.
Autopsy report on Eddie Phillips.
Cause of death was internal bleeding.
We found heroin in his blood, along
with high traces of strychnine.
Strychnine?
Commonly found in rat poison.
Wakey-wakey!
She's all yours.
I just need to confirm your name and
age and then we can get you some help.
I don't need help. I need to get out
of here. I've done nothing wrong.
I spoke to our missing persons index.
The Girls' Village Home in Ilford reported
you missing on August 25th last year, Sarah.
I just need you to confirm it and then
you can go back to being "Flowers".
I don't need your permission.
I know.
My skin is burning.
Julie Ann Collins was an associate
of your boyfriend Terrence.
On May 13th, she was murdered and dumped
in an unused underground car park.
Did you know her?
I don't feel well. You
said you'd get me help.
We will do everything we can.
He's not my boyfriend.
I let him screw me when I need to get
high and I really need something now.
But you saw him with Julie Ann?
I don't know what happened to her, but...
What is it?
Eddie... I saw Eddie.
Where?
We have a witness who says Julie Ann Collins
visited your squat the day she died, May 13th.
Julie Ann came to see you to pay off
the 50 quid that Eddie Phillips owed.
We had the notes chemically
treated for prints.
Both yours and hers were on them.
What did you do with the
rest of Julie Ann's money?
Three weeks before, you ordered thugs to
beat up Eddie Phillips over that debt.
- Says who?
- We have witnesses.
- From the squat?
- Reliable witnesses, then?
Did Julie Ann ask you about a drug deal?
Wanted to make a few quid.
Vulnerable young girl with a couple
of hundred quid in her pocket.
You, a notorious drug-dealer with
a thing for vulnerable young girls.
When we tear your place apart,
will we find the rest of her money?
My client denies any involvement
in Julie Ann Collins' death.
Sir?
Can you tell DI Bradfield
what you just told me?
I saw Eddie Phillips at the squat.
I watched him die in front of me.
Go on.
I walked in on them having an argument.
Terry was pissed off that
Eddie spoke to you lot.
The he calmed down and gave
him a hit on the house.
But that don't make no sense, cos Terry
never lets anyone shoot up in his room,
but he let Eddie do it.
- And you saw all this?
- Eddie just collapsed.
Terry said he'd be fine, but his whole
body started shaking, like, really shaking.
And, then...
God. - She needs treatment.
Get her to the hospital.
Help me!
Two nights ago, Eddie Phillips, he
came to visit you, you had an argument.
My officers found drug
paraphernalia in his belongings.
We pulled your prints from his bag and also from
a box of rat poison we found in your squat.
You let him inject this to kill him and then
carried him to the canal and threw him in.
Did Eddie find out you killed
Julie Ann? Was he blackmailing you?
More likely, Eddie was a liability.
He grassed you up, didn't he?
You couldn't have that.
- I didn't kill Julie Ann Collins or Eddie Phillips.
We're charging you for
both. Get him in a cell.
Do something, for fuck's sake!
Come on!
Please state your name for the record.
Probationary WPC 517G. Jane Tennison, sir.
And can I confirm that you were present
during the arrest of Terrence O'Duncie?
I was, yes, sir.
In your own words, describe
what happened during that arrest.
Detective Inspector Bradfield
and Detective Sergeant Gibbs
broke down the door to
Mr O'Duncie's dwelling.
At the time, Mr O'Duncie was, erm...
Why the hesitation?
Sorry, sir.
At the time, Mr O'Duncie was
in bed with Miss Flowers.
I was tasked with assisting
her out of the room and I...
So I...
D-Downstairs...
Just tell us exactly what you saw.
Can I request that we interview WPC Tennison
alone? WPC Tennison, would that be OK?
Erm... I believe an officer is entitled to be
represented by a more experienced colleague.
May I continue?
I saw Mr O'Duncie lash out at DS Gibbs.
DS Gibbs defended
himself, landing one punch,
causing Mr O'Duncie to fall and
hit his head on the radiator.
And Miss Flowers?
Where was she during this altercation?
Downstairs, on the second floor landing.
Sorry you had to go through that,
but you handled yourself admirably.
Thank you, sarge.
Tennison.
That's another obstacle cleared,
so we can take this bastard down.
That's all this was ever about.
Just told them what I saw.
And I had you down as a goody two-shoes.
I'll be all right, won't I?
You're kidding? You're
one of the team now.
We're not trying to control your life.
Well, that's what it feels like.
But you don't have to go straight away.
There might not be another
vacancy for months.
And that would be the
worst thing... to wait?
Jane, you are not thinking this through.
For God's sake!
Don't raise your voice at me.
Then, help me pack, instead
of interrogating me.
- How old are you?
- 22.
- Any boyfriends?
- No.
Let me remind you of the golden rule.
Men are not allowed on the
women's floor and vice versa.
Anyone caught breaking that
rule will be barred immediately.
Of course, Sergeant.
Jane! You made it.
What do you fancy to drink?
- I'm OK, thank you.
- No, don't be silly.
- Can we get a G&T?
- So, we got the bastard.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
Yes.
Sorry, lads, I'll be with you in a minute.
Bloody hell!
- Look at the state of that.
- You all right, Spence?
Did you get hit by a Woolworths
truck on the way here?
It's fashion, mate.
Did you hear?
I'm in the clear.
- I owe you one, Jane.
- Don't mention it.
Lots to celebrate tonight?
Two murders wiped off the boards!
One mystery remains, though. Why
are you dressed like a pirate?
When I'm done, I'll buy you a drink, yeah?
Not you, though. Cow.
Wahey!
- You're drunk.
- And you're not. Come on.
- Morgan! Tennison! Come on!
- No, I'm all right.
So, it's true. You've moved in.
- I saw the vacancy on the noticeboard.
- Well, it's great here.
It's very convenient.
I'm a bit too old to be getting
under my mum's feet, so...
I've just had the "no boys on this
floor" pep talk by Sergeant Turner.
I don't want to be getting
in trouble on my first day.
He'll be fine.
Look, erm... I wanted to talk to
you in the pub, but you disappeared.
I wanted to thank you for what you did.
I know that can't have been easy.
It wasn't.
I'm just glad it's over, so now we can...
I mean, so you can
get on with the case.
Right.
If that'll be all...?
- Good night, then.
- Good night.
Jane...
what I said the other night...
that I admire you...
I really meant it.
- Morning.
- Afternoon.
What time do you call this?
Here you go. This'll wake you up.
It's your turn to visit Ashley Brennan.
Who's he?
One of our most... vigilant citizens.
He lives on the Pembridge, close
to where Julie Ann was found.
We've already had the
landlord round about the aerials.
- Ashley's going to take 'em down.
- I'm not here about that, madam.
Your son called the station.
Ashley?
Ashley?
Ashley!
- There's a policewoman here to see you.
- About bloody time.
Thank you, Mother.
Shut the door.
Identification, please.
Can't be too careful.
What's this all about?
Eagle One, come in.
I was intrigued by their call name... "Eagle One".
- Eagle's Nest to Eagle One. Come in.
Not that I thought for a moment that the
RCA-88 can pick up NASA transmissions.
Come in. Over.
Eagle's Nest, come in.
- They've been active since Monday.
- Keep going, mate.
We'll get there.
Isn't this snooping?
- I record all suspected criminal activity.
- Are you awake up there?
- "Eagle's Nest" refers to a lookout...
- Come in. Over.
And who uses lookouts?
Eagle One to Eagle's Nest.
We're coming out in two.
David, are you awake up there?
Can you play that bit again?
You'd better keep trying, cos this thing only
works when we're at the top of the steps.
We can check the range
of his radio equipment.
See if we can track down the
officer who attended the cafe...
If we followed up on every tip off from
Ashley Brennan, we'd get nothing else done.
You've been Brennan'ed.
It's a station joke.
But it was worth a try, Tennison.
Is David up?
Up and out.
We need to get on.
Yeah, well, I told him
to get himself sorted.
He was shaking like a bloody leaf, wandering
about the flat, muttering to himself.
Where is he?
I can't bear to see him
like that any more.
Ma, where is he?
Which room is Sarah in?
Let me just check.
- Room 12.
- Thank you very much.
You're welcome.
Thank you, Sarah.
Have you somewhere to
go when you leave here?
They've found me a room
at a home in Richmond.
You won't tell Terrence
where I am, will you?
No.
- Thank you.
- That's OK.
David! What the hell are you doing?
Here, give me this!
We're fine thanks, love.
We'll deal with this at home.
Come on.
We don't need any form filling
and chit-chat with doctors.
Did you get it?
Social worker present?
Sarge, I think I know that man.
The other day on the Pembridge,
he slammed his door on me.
Sarge, do you know them?
Clifford Bentley's lads.
Yeah, I know them.
The voice on the recording, I
think it was him, the one driving.
John Bentley?
- Are you sure?
- Yes, sarge.
Get whatever you need and let's go.
Oi! Stop pissing about and get in the van!