Prime Suspect 1973 (2017): Season 1, Episode 6 - Episode #1.6 - full transcript
In the aftermath of explosion at bank vault, the police operation descends into pandemonium and panic. As Jane arrives at the scene, she is met with devastating news.
Then why were you out in
it the night before last?
I wasn't. I was here all night, Mum.
Whoever she is, she's
not worth the bother.
I think David's mixed up in something.
That girl they found in the Kingsmead...
Jack, it's me, Jane. Just checking
in on the latest on the Bentleys.
- Apparently, they're gonna rob a bank. - There's
something going out between those brothers.
We have movement at the Pembridge.
Do you know what kind of
man Clifford Bentley is?
What's that for?
You a superstitious man, Silas?
He's losing his grip on this job.
There's a matching
necklace, part of a set.
Oh my God.
- Jane, there's something --
- Yes?
I saw you both earlier. You should
speak to him. If you're serious.
About what?
- Sarge?
- What the hell was that?
Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Golf Hotel to all units. I need a report.
Someone tell me what the hell's going on!
I want two of you on doors!
Get everyone out of the flats!
Two of you here. Two of you
there. Cordon off the area!
David...?
There were coppers watching
the cafe. I legged it.
- What do you mean? What happened?
- We need to go. The police are everywhere.
Where's John and your dad?
Have they been arrested?
Dunno. I saw the police and
came back as fast as I could.
- But you warned them?
- Of course. I told them to get out.
You go. I'll stay here and
wait for your dad and John.
I'll go to Reg's place and meet you there.
David, stop. Wait there.
Take it all.
Wait until dark, then get
yourself away from here.
I love you, Ma.
Sarge? Sarge?
Spence? Spence?
Shit. What happened?
- I can't hear a bloody word.
- Where's everyone else? Morgan!
Morgan?
She's alive.
People in front...
Guv? Guv?
Can you hear me, anyone?
Body over here!
- Guv!
- It's John Bentley.
No.
Len! Len! Len!
Len! Len! Len!
- He's gone. He's gone.
- Len...
- He's gone. He's gone.
- Hey! Len!
No, no, no. You can't go in
there. You can't go in there!
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Renee! Let me in.
Where's John?
Ain't he with you?
No.
What do you mean, "no"?
Cliff, where is he?
As... As soon as I heard the police
coming in, I told him to get out.
I screamed at him that he had to go.
But you saw him leave?
Where is he, then?
Where's David? Did he make it back?
He's... waiting for us at Reg's.
Cliff, please, do the right thing and let him
go. You can take responsibility for this.
- What are you on about?
- David's not like you.
He won't cope in prison. Give
him a chance to get away.
Nobody's going to prison.
Look.
You should have seen what we left behind.
There's enough here. Grab your case.
Come on.
I'm staying here, in case John comes back.
He's not coming back.
I'm staying here.
All right.
All right?
Not really.
When I first saw him down there...
I thought he was knocked out.
- I thought he'd choke up on some dust and...
- Hudson, stop talking. Just be quiet.
- I'm just saying.
- Both of you, shut up.
Right, gents. I've got
teams of Uniforms briefed
and ready to go and hunt
Clifford and David Bentley.
I suggest you make yourselves useful
and join 'em. What do you think?
Yeah. Come on.
Jane... come ride with us.
Best thing's to keep busy.
Got you that from the hospital shop.
Can't stand that stuff.
Such gratitude!
You look like you could use it more.
Apart from feeling like someone's stuck
knitting needles in my ears, I'm fine.
Did they tell you what happened?
The doctor said there'd
been some fatalities.
Are all our team accounted for?
Er... two suspects inside
the vault and erm...
No?
Police! Clifford and
David. Where are they?
- You can't just barge in here!
- Where are they?
- I ain't seen them. They're
not here. - Bollocks.
- Don't lie to us.
- 'Ere, I know you.
Have a heart and tell me.
What happened to my son John?
She doesn't know.
Right. Well, John's dead.
Where are the other two?
A man we identified as John Bentley was killed
in an explosion at the British Savings Bank...
- All right. Now she knows.
- .. along with two other men: Daniel Mitcham...
and our colleague, Detective
Inspector Leonard Bradfield.
We need to know where
Clifford and David are.
I ain't seen 'em.
There's no-one here.
Right. I'm sick of this.
- Where are they?
- I don't know.
- Who told you about John?
- What?
It was on the wireless.
We haven't released that information yet,
so who told you John didn't get away?
Nobody.
A Bentley till the bitter
end, eh? Deal with her.
Irene Bentley, I'm arresting you under
suspicion of assisting an offender.
Excuse me. Have you
seen this man recently?
No.
Thank you, sir.
- Yes? - Excuse me, sir.
My name's DC Ashton...
No.
Excuse me. Have you seen this man before?
- No, sorry.
- Sure?
Yeah, I'm sure.
I didn't know you were back.
We've brought in Renee Bentley.
I came back to join the manhunt...
.. but I've just been sat
in here for half an hour.
You need to see this.
Hudson and I found it
in the Bentley lock-up.
It matches the bracelet Julie-Ann
was wearing when she died.
Yes, sir.
Understood.
Absolutely.
Thank you, sir.
Super's finished the next-of-kin visit.
Think I'm gonna head
off and see 'em myself.
Could you pass these on?
It's the Guv's watch and
wallet, and his warrant card.
- Sarge, if you need a WPC...
- Tennison...
Like you said, I need to keep busy.
It's his wife and kids.
Paul, can I borrow you? I need
you to check something for me.
Do you know how many wives and
girlfriends we've had sat across from us,
insisting they were
completely in the dark?
You're in this up to your neck.
We're watching all the ports,
so they have nowhere to go.
I don't know where they are.
That's bollocks, and you know it.
- Sarge, can I...?
- Tennison, we've got this.
No. Go on.
If you want to help David, you
need to tell us where he is.
Did David tell you about Julie-Ann?
She was 17.
Someone strangled her and dumped her
with the rubbish, like she didn't matter.
Where was he on the evening
of Sunday 13th May?
- I don't know.
- It was raining that night.
Did he come home, soaked to the skin?
He was home!
How's he been acting since?
You're his mum.
Mums always know when
something's not right.
I found...
.. a photo of them both.
Him and Julie-Ann.
She mattered to David, didn't she?
Did he tell you about her?
Did you know she was pregnant?
- Was the child David's?
- Oh, God...
Oh, God.
Where can we find him?
Where?
You can't defend him on this. Where is he?
I don't know.
I found this in the corner,
under a shelf there.
200 quid, stuffed in an old biscuit tin.
And here... shoe marks...
.. size and pattern of which seem
a good match for Julie-Ann's boots.
How far from here to
where her body was found?
300-400 yards.
- Possible she was dragged
all that way? - Possible.
This could be where she was strangled.
That money you found at the lock-up matches
the notes Julie-Ann stole from her dad.
Well, we know she was
doing a deal with O'Duncie.
After she left the squat, she needed
a secure location to stash the money
until the deal was in place.
So she gave it to David to hang on to?
But why did he turn the garage
upside-down? He'd know where it was.
- To destroy the crime scene?
- She's nervous.
O'Duncie has already beaten up Eddie,
so she's not gonna trust anyone with £200,
and doesn't tell David
where she's hidden it.
Then on the 13th, David Bentley
wants to know where the money is.
And ends up throttling her.
- We've found the Bentley van.
- Yes, sarge.
Let's go.
Sarge. The list of Bentley associates
and their last-known addresses.
- You sent cars out?
- Sergeant Harris thought you'd coordinate.
WPC Tennison...
What does that look like to you?
Julie-Ann's bra.
She was moved in the van.
I thought dragging her all that
way on crutches was unlikely.
We need to find the hole he's hiding in and
visit the known associates in the area.
Right. We're gonna start with addresses
nearest the Pembridge and then fan out.
Hudson, Edwards. Your list.
Harris, your list. Tennison, with me.
- Hello. Have you seen this man, David Bentley?
- No. Never seen him.
- Positive?
- Quite sure.
Sorry to... bother you.
My name's DC Edwards. I'm from Hackney
Police. Do you recognise this man at all?
Er... no, sorry. No.
We'd have a better chance getting Clifford's
mates to tap-dance than co-operate.
Here. You can drive. I nearly bust
a stitch going down those stairs.
- I haven't done the job driving course yet.
- But you can drive.
Well, thank you, sir.
It's a bloody wild-goose chase.
Where next?
Next one's on Fairview Avenue.
None of my business, but I
know you and Bradfield were...
He really liked you.
Anyone could see that.
Like I said... none of my business.
When I mentioned Clifford Bentley,
that last fella spat on the floor.
Right. This is it. Reggie Barker.
How would David move the body on his own?
I've seen a wife butcher
a husband twice her size.
You'd be surprised what people are
capable of when shit hits the fan.
Not long before evening
drinking. Someone should be in.
Open up! Police.
I can see you!
Idiot.
- Sarge? - Stay there.
Make sure no-one comes out.
Reggie Barker, is it?
- Where are you going, mate?
- I don't want no trouble.
- The Bentley boy's upstairs.
- David's here?
Yeah. Stinking the place
out with that bloody stuff.
Is his old man here, as well?
- He's CID.
- So?
So I don't want no part of this.
- Help me move him.
- No, you're on your own, Cliffy.
You're on your own.
Five One Seven to Golf Hotel.
Golf Hotel to Five One
Seven. Receiving. Over.
Back-up needed at the King's
Head pub, Fairview Avenue.
Hey!
David?
Please just go.
Don't do this. Talk to me.
David...
I know you weren't at the bank vault.
I followed you to the lock-up...
- I don't care any more.
- Is that where Julie-Ann died?
If you jump, they'll say you did it.
I didn't!
I'd never hurt her.
But you were her boyfriend
and you never came forward.
David, I know about you and Julie-Ann.
No. No, you don't.
She was everything to me.
She... She was beautiful.
She took away my pain... all of it.
All I wanted was for us to get away
from here, from the estate, the drugs.
From her selling herself.
He thought she was just a
junkie with a big mouth.
He didn't know who she was
or what she meant to me.
- Your dad?
- No.
You mean John?
Are you talking about John?
Tell me, David. What happened?
If it was John... why?
Cos I told her about the job.
I told her about the fucking
job and he found out.
It was me who found her
body in the car park.
It was me who made the phone call.
David, let me help you.
Please.
Julie-Ann wouldn't want you to do this.
If what you're saying is true, and it
was John, then this needs to come out.
- David, we need to go.
- No. We can help you.
Shut up.
Come on, son. Let's go.
What about John? Is he with you?
He got caught in the explosion.
- He's dead, David.
- Shut up!
But you made it out all right?
Come on.
- David, if you leave...
- One more word from you...!
Dad!
- Dad! No!
- No. Stop!
Oh, no!
Oh...
I need something to stop the blood.
Help me.
Help me!
Press on his chest. I'll
get an ambulance. Please.
No! Coward!
Erm...
- Erm... I need to get an ambulance.
- Don't leave me.
I'm cold.
- Back-up's on its way.
- What's your name?
WPC... Jane.
Jane...
I loved her.
- I know. I know.
- I loved her.
Stay with me, David. Stay with me.
You piece of scum.... You're nicked.
- Get this bag of piss
down the station. - Sarge.
- Tennison, are you hurt?
- No.
No. It's... It's not my blood. It's...
It's David Bentley's. He's dead.
Let's get you to the station
and get you cleaned up. Come on.
Come on.
Come on. We'll get you
in the car, all right?
Take her to the station, OK?
When are you coming back?
I don't think I am.
What?
Do you know what my mum said to
me, when I was joining the force?
No doubt the same as
mine. That you were mad.
She said I'd end up dead.
And you think this has proved her right?
Kath, you can't give up.
You've got a shot at joining CID.
I'd give my right arm to be in your shoes.
It's not giving up,
accepting your limitations.
I need someone to look up to.
I'm not much of a role model.
You're not if you quit.
Funeral's tomorrow.
So surreal.
He was standing right in front of me.
How are you holding up?
Good.
♪ I came upon a child of God
♪ He was walking along the road
♪ And I asked him, where are you going?
♪ And this he told me
♪ I'm going on down to Yasgur's Farm
♪ I'm gonna join in a rock 'n' roll band
♪ I'm gonna camp out on the land
♪ I'm gonna try and get my soul free
♪ We are stardust
♪ We are golden
♪ And we've got to get ourselves
♪ Back to the garden
Come on. Let's go.
Hello?
- Jane!
- Mum...
Oh...
We're here now. Shh.
Let's pack up your things,
and we'll drive you home.
Erm... no, it's all right.
I want to stay here.
- Erm...
- OK.
- OK.
- I'll be fine.
I promise.
Would you both stay,
just for a little bit?
Of course we will.
As long as you need us to.
What do you want?
I wanted to return this to you...
make sure you got it.
It was David's.
One of the lads at the station was meant
to get it back to you a couple of weeks ago.
He forgot.
Can't trust men to get anything right.
Ta.
Take care of yourself.
One glowing review, you're
the Sheriff of Hackney?
It's just...
It's just what? You don't want to spend
the rest of your life in uniform, like me?
- You'll put in a word for me?
- Look, you're on top brass's radar,
and CID have nothing but good things to say
about you, so just bide your time, be patient.
- I'm not very good at that.
- No, I'd noticed.
In the meantime...
Clifford Bentley's brief's kicking up a
stink, saying I hit him during his arrest.
Now, someone might want to ask you
some questions about that, so er...
- You didn't touch him, sarge.
- Yeah. That's how I remember it, an' all.
- Now, back into Comms, Tennison.
- Yes, sarge.
Golf Hotel to Four-O-Two. Reported break-in
at William Hill on Beckett Road. Over.
Golf Hotel to all units.
Mugging reported on West Road.
Victim is with a Mrs
Jenkins at number 18. Over.
All right. Listen up,
please, lady and gents...
♪ Take it
♪ Take another little piece of my heart
♪ Now, baby
♪ Oh, oh, break it
♪ Break another little piece
of my heart, now, darling, yeah
♪ Oh, oh
♪ Have another little piece of my heart
♪ Now, baby
♪ Well, you know you got it
♪ If it makes you feel good ♪
it the night before last?
I wasn't. I was here all night, Mum.
Whoever she is, she's
not worth the bother.
I think David's mixed up in something.
That girl they found in the Kingsmead...
Jack, it's me, Jane. Just checking
in on the latest on the Bentleys.
- Apparently, they're gonna rob a bank. - There's
something going out between those brothers.
We have movement at the Pembridge.
Do you know what kind of
man Clifford Bentley is?
What's that for?
You a superstitious man, Silas?
He's losing his grip on this job.
There's a matching
necklace, part of a set.
Oh my God.
- Jane, there's something --
- Yes?
I saw you both earlier. You should
speak to him. If you're serious.
About what?
- Sarge?
- What the hell was that?
Go! Go! Go! Go! Go! Go!
Golf Hotel to all units. I need a report.
Someone tell me what the hell's going on!
I want two of you on doors!
Get everyone out of the flats!
Two of you here. Two of you
there. Cordon off the area!
David...?
There were coppers watching
the cafe. I legged it.
- What do you mean? What happened?
- We need to go. The police are everywhere.
Where's John and your dad?
Have they been arrested?
Dunno. I saw the police and
came back as fast as I could.
- But you warned them?
- Of course. I told them to get out.
You go. I'll stay here and
wait for your dad and John.
I'll go to Reg's place and meet you there.
David, stop. Wait there.
Take it all.
Wait until dark, then get
yourself away from here.
I love you, Ma.
Sarge? Sarge?
Spence? Spence?
Shit. What happened?
- I can't hear a bloody word.
- Where's everyone else? Morgan!
Morgan?
She's alive.
People in front...
Guv? Guv?
Can you hear me, anyone?
Body over here!
- Guv!
- It's John Bentley.
No.
Len! Len! Len!
Len! Len! Len!
- He's gone. He's gone.
- Len...
- He's gone. He's gone.
- Hey! Len!
No, no, no. You can't go in
there. You can't go in there!
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Renee! Let me in.
Where's John?
Ain't he with you?
No.
What do you mean, "no"?
Cliff, where is he?
As... As soon as I heard the police
coming in, I told him to get out.
I screamed at him that he had to go.
But you saw him leave?
Where is he, then?
Where's David? Did he make it back?
He's... waiting for us at Reg's.
Cliff, please, do the right thing and let him
go. You can take responsibility for this.
- What are you on about?
- David's not like you.
He won't cope in prison. Give
him a chance to get away.
Nobody's going to prison.
Look.
You should have seen what we left behind.
There's enough here. Grab your case.
Come on.
I'm staying here, in case John comes back.
He's not coming back.
I'm staying here.
All right.
All right?
Not really.
When I first saw him down there...
I thought he was knocked out.
- I thought he'd choke up on some dust and...
- Hudson, stop talking. Just be quiet.
- I'm just saying.
- Both of you, shut up.
Right, gents. I've got
teams of Uniforms briefed
and ready to go and hunt
Clifford and David Bentley.
I suggest you make yourselves useful
and join 'em. What do you think?
Yeah. Come on.
Jane... come ride with us.
Best thing's to keep busy.
Got you that from the hospital shop.
Can't stand that stuff.
Such gratitude!
You look like you could use it more.
Apart from feeling like someone's stuck
knitting needles in my ears, I'm fine.
Did they tell you what happened?
The doctor said there'd
been some fatalities.
Are all our team accounted for?
Er... two suspects inside
the vault and erm...
No?
Police! Clifford and
David. Where are they?
- You can't just barge in here!
- Where are they?
- I ain't seen them. They're
not here. - Bollocks.
- Don't lie to us.
- 'Ere, I know you.
Have a heart and tell me.
What happened to my son John?
She doesn't know.
Right. Well, John's dead.
Where are the other two?
A man we identified as John Bentley was killed
in an explosion at the British Savings Bank...
- All right. Now she knows.
- .. along with two other men: Daniel Mitcham...
and our colleague, Detective
Inspector Leonard Bradfield.
We need to know where
Clifford and David are.
I ain't seen 'em.
There's no-one here.
Right. I'm sick of this.
- Where are they?
- I don't know.
- Who told you about John?
- What?
It was on the wireless.
We haven't released that information yet,
so who told you John didn't get away?
Nobody.
A Bentley till the bitter
end, eh? Deal with her.
Irene Bentley, I'm arresting you under
suspicion of assisting an offender.
Excuse me. Have you
seen this man recently?
No.
Thank you, sir.
- Yes? - Excuse me, sir.
My name's DC Ashton...
No.
Excuse me. Have you seen this man before?
- No, sorry.
- Sure?
Yeah, I'm sure.
I didn't know you were back.
We've brought in Renee Bentley.
I came back to join the manhunt...
.. but I've just been sat
in here for half an hour.
You need to see this.
Hudson and I found it
in the Bentley lock-up.
It matches the bracelet Julie-Ann
was wearing when she died.
Yes, sir.
Understood.
Absolutely.
Thank you, sir.
Super's finished the next-of-kin visit.
Think I'm gonna head
off and see 'em myself.
Could you pass these on?
It's the Guv's watch and
wallet, and his warrant card.
- Sarge, if you need a WPC...
- Tennison...
Like you said, I need to keep busy.
It's his wife and kids.
Paul, can I borrow you? I need
you to check something for me.
Do you know how many wives and
girlfriends we've had sat across from us,
insisting they were
completely in the dark?
You're in this up to your neck.
We're watching all the ports,
so they have nowhere to go.
I don't know where they are.
That's bollocks, and you know it.
- Sarge, can I...?
- Tennison, we've got this.
No. Go on.
If you want to help David, you
need to tell us where he is.
Did David tell you about Julie-Ann?
She was 17.
Someone strangled her and dumped her
with the rubbish, like she didn't matter.
Where was he on the evening
of Sunday 13th May?
- I don't know.
- It was raining that night.
Did he come home, soaked to the skin?
He was home!
How's he been acting since?
You're his mum.
Mums always know when
something's not right.
I found...
.. a photo of them both.
Him and Julie-Ann.
She mattered to David, didn't she?
Did he tell you about her?
Did you know she was pregnant?
- Was the child David's?
- Oh, God...
Oh, God.
Where can we find him?
Where?
You can't defend him on this. Where is he?
I don't know.
I found this in the corner,
under a shelf there.
200 quid, stuffed in an old biscuit tin.
And here... shoe marks...
.. size and pattern of which seem
a good match for Julie-Ann's boots.
How far from here to
where her body was found?
300-400 yards.
- Possible she was dragged
all that way? - Possible.
This could be where she was strangled.
That money you found at the lock-up matches
the notes Julie-Ann stole from her dad.
Well, we know she was
doing a deal with O'Duncie.
After she left the squat, she needed
a secure location to stash the money
until the deal was in place.
So she gave it to David to hang on to?
But why did he turn the garage
upside-down? He'd know where it was.
- To destroy the crime scene?
- She's nervous.
O'Duncie has already beaten up Eddie,
so she's not gonna trust anyone with £200,
and doesn't tell David
where she's hidden it.
Then on the 13th, David Bentley
wants to know where the money is.
And ends up throttling her.
- We've found the Bentley van.
- Yes, sarge.
Let's go.
Sarge. The list of Bentley associates
and their last-known addresses.
- You sent cars out?
- Sergeant Harris thought you'd coordinate.
WPC Tennison...
What does that look like to you?
Julie-Ann's bra.
She was moved in the van.
I thought dragging her all that
way on crutches was unlikely.
We need to find the hole he's hiding in and
visit the known associates in the area.
Right. We're gonna start with addresses
nearest the Pembridge and then fan out.
Hudson, Edwards. Your list.
Harris, your list. Tennison, with me.
- Hello. Have you seen this man, David Bentley?
- No. Never seen him.
- Positive?
- Quite sure.
Sorry to... bother you.
My name's DC Edwards. I'm from Hackney
Police. Do you recognise this man at all?
Er... no, sorry. No.
We'd have a better chance getting Clifford's
mates to tap-dance than co-operate.
Here. You can drive. I nearly bust
a stitch going down those stairs.
- I haven't done the job driving course yet.
- But you can drive.
Well, thank you, sir.
It's a bloody wild-goose chase.
Where next?
Next one's on Fairview Avenue.
None of my business, but I
know you and Bradfield were...
He really liked you.
Anyone could see that.
Like I said... none of my business.
When I mentioned Clifford Bentley,
that last fella spat on the floor.
Right. This is it. Reggie Barker.
How would David move the body on his own?
I've seen a wife butcher
a husband twice her size.
You'd be surprised what people are
capable of when shit hits the fan.
Not long before evening
drinking. Someone should be in.
Open up! Police.
I can see you!
Idiot.
- Sarge? - Stay there.
Make sure no-one comes out.
Reggie Barker, is it?
- Where are you going, mate?
- I don't want no trouble.
- The Bentley boy's upstairs.
- David's here?
Yeah. Stinking the place
out with that bloody stuff.
Is his old man here, as well?
- He's CID.
- So?
So I don't want no part of this.
- Help me move him.
- No, you're on your own, Cliffy.
You're on your own.
Five One Seven to Golf Hotel.
Golf Hotel to Five One
Seven. Receiving. Over.
Back-up needed at the King's
Head pub, Fairview Avenue.
Hey!
David?
Please just go.
Don't do this. Talk to me.
David...
I know you weren't at the bank vault.
I followed you to the lock-up...
- I don't care any more.
- Is that where Julie-Ann died?
If you jump, they'll say you did it.
I didn't!
I'd never hurt her.
But you were her boyfriend
and you never came forward.
David, I know about you and Julie-Ann.
No. No, you don't.
She was everything to me.
She... She was beautiful.
She took away my pain... all of it.
All I wanted was for us to get away
from here, from the estate, the drugs.
From her selling herself.
He thought she was just a
junkie with a big mouth.
He didn't know who she was
or what she meant to me.
- Your dad?
- No.
You mean John?
Are you talking about John?
Tell me, David. What happened?
If it was John... why?
Cos I told her about the job.
I told her about the fucking
job and he found out.
It was me who found her
body in the car park.
It was me who made the phone call.
David, let me help you.
Please.
Julie-Ann wouldn't want you to do this.
If what you're saying is true, and it
was John, then this needs to come out.
- David, we need to go.
- No. We can help you.
Shut up.
Come on, son. Let's go.
What about John? Is he with you?
He got caught in the explosion.
- He's dead, David.
- Shut up!
But you made it out all right?
Come on.
- David, if you leave...
- One more word from you...!
Dad!
- Dad! No!
- No. Stop!
Oh, no!
Oh...
I need something to stop the blood.
Help me.
Help me!
Press on his chest. I'll
get an ambulance. Please.
No! Coward!
Erm...
- Erm... I need to get an ambulance.
- Don't leave me.
I'm cold.
- Back-up's on its way.
- What's your name?
WPC... Jane.
Jane...
I loved her.
- I know. I know.
- I loved her.
Stay with me, David. Stay with me.
You piece of scum.... You're nicked.
- Get this bag of piss
down the station. - Sarge.
- Tennison, are you hurt?
- No.
No. It's... It's not my blood. It's...
It's David Bentley's. He's dead.
Let's get you to the station
and get you cleaned up. Come on.
Come on.
Come on. We'll get you
in the car, all right?
Take her to the station, OK?
When are you coming back?
I don't think I am.
What?
Do you know what my mum said to
me, when I was joining the force?
No doubt the same as
mine. That you were mad.
She said I'd end up dead.
And you think this has proved her right?
Kath, you can't give up.
You've got a shot at joining CID.
I'd give my right arm to be in your shoes.
It's not giving up,
accepting your limitations.
I need someone to look up to.
I'm not much of a role model.
You're not if you quit.
Funeral's tomorrow.
So surreal.
He was standing right in front of me.
How are you holding up?
Good.
♪ I came upon a child of God
♪ He was walking along the road
♪ And I asked him, where are you going?
♪ And this he told me
♪ I'm going on down to Yasgur's Farm
♪ I'm gonna join in a rock 'n' roll band
♪ I'm gonna camp out on the land
♪ I'm gonna try and get my soul free
♪ We are stardust
♪ We are golden
♪ And we've got to get ourselves
♪ Back to the garden
Come on. Let's go.
Hello?
- Jane!
- Mum...
Oh...
We're here now. Shh.
Let's pack up your things,
and we'll drive you home.
Erm... no, it's all right.
I want to stay here.
- Erm...
- OK.
- OK.
- I'll be fine.
I promise.
Would you both stay,
just for a little bit?
Of course we will.
As long as you need us to.
What do you want?
I wanted to return this to you...
make sure you got it.
It was David's.
One of the lads at the station was meant
to get it back to you a couple of weeks ago.
He forgot.
Can't trust men to get anything right.
Ta.
Take care of yourself.
One glowing review, you're
the Sheriff of Hackney?
It's just...
It's just what? You don't want to spend
the rest of your life in uniform, like me?
- You'll put in a word for me?
- Look, you're on top brass's radar,
and CID have nothing but good things to say
about you, so just bide your time, be patient.
- I'm not very good at that.
- No, I'd noticed.
In the meantime...
Clifford Bentley's brief's kicking up a
stink, saying I hit him during his arrest.
Now, someone might want to ask you
some questions about that, so er...
- You didn't touch him, sarge.
- Yeah. That's how I remember it, an' all.
- Now, back into Comms, Tennison.
- Yes, sarge.
Golf Hotel to Four-O-Two. Reported break-in
at William Hill on Beckett Road. Over.
Golf Hotel to all units.
Mugging reported on West Road.
Victim is with a Mrs
Jenkins at number 18. Over.
All right. Listen up,
please, lady and gents...
♪ Take it
♪ Take another little piece of my heart
♪ Now, baby
♪ Oh, oh, break it
♪ Break another little piece
of my heart, now, darling, yeah
♪ Oh, oh
♪ Have another little piece of my heart
♪ Now, baby
♪ Well, you know you got it
♪ If it makes you feel good ♪