Stan Lee's Lucky Man (2016–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - The Charm Offensive - full transcript

This is my mother's murder case file.

Jim Stepton!

My first case, your last.
Karl Frierson brought you in.

Every time I followed something,

he blocked it.

Frierson wanted to kill it?

Nothing I could prove.

I want you to come in for questioning.

It's in connection
with the murder of Luke Bangura.

You are delusional and
when this farce is over,

I will make it my personal mission
to have you removed from duty.



My office, detective Clayton!

- What?
- Now, Clayton!

He is rotten!

A client of mine
was an inmate here.

Kevin Grey?

I think you know how he died.

It was Golding.

For the last 3 years, I've been
tracking a man called Golding.

I'm certain...
he ordered my mother's death.

The same man that killed Freddie Lau,

the same man that wants the bracelet?

I've never been able to find out
who he really is.

Yeah, I don't know
how long I'm gonna be.

There's been an incident.



The traffic's backed up
across the bridge.

Just keep the road.

You shout when you see him.

Help me!

- Go away! What you're doing?
- Please! Help me!

Give me your phone!

Jesus Christ!

- Give me your phone, now!
- No! No! Go away!

Come on, please! Please!

Over here! Help!

They're coming! They're coming!

Here he is!

Whoa, whoa! Right!
That's far enough!

Don't shoot!

Someone beat him,
doused him in petrol.

The spark from the taser
ignited the vapour.

So the poor guy gets loose only
for one of our lads to blow him up?

-

500 mil of normal saline
to run over 6 hours.

5 minutes.

Hello.

I'm Detective Inspector Clayton.

This is Detective Sergeant Chohan.

What's your name, son?

Dear god! Look at him.

This could be the glass
they picked out of him?

Smacked with a bottle while
they were beating him maybe?

I don't think so.

This is plate glass.

I'd say he went through a window.

Easy, easy, easy, son!

Easy! You're safe now.

Who were you running from?

Ggg...Go-Golding.

Original air date: 2016, March 4
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It's awful!

Mum keeps being nice

and Nikhail wants
to take us to the zoo.

Nikhail?

That's how I have to call him now.

That's my friend Carey.

- Hello, Carey!
- Dad!

Go on, now.

Suri, any joy with legal?

Yes, the post-mortem showed he was
attacked before he was tasered.

Good.

Following up on the glass fragments,
I've just spoken to a glazier

who was called out
to fix a broken window

in a derelict house
near Albert Bridge.

-

-

They're worried about a broken window?

The place is a bloody wreck.

Ideal for beating though.

No-one will ever hear you scream.

Can I help you?

Zack McGinnis?

What of it?

Aggravated burglary.
7 years, White Cross prison.

Do you remember me?

Well, I got rehabilitated.

I was out in four.

And now you're a security guard.

Re-purposed for my skills.

Open up.

Does the firm know you've got a record?

I think I got straight from
the White Cross outreach program.

Sent me on a course.

Gave me a uniform.

And a twitchy nervous dog.

She's a rescue.

Little pet!

I found this broken this morning.

So I called the glaziers
to fix it.

Broken in or out?

Looks like someone went through it.

Gina!

Hey! Gina, come on! Wait!

I'll go with him.

I'll check outside.

Rats!

She smells rats, she's away.

What's this smell? It's petrol?
What's up there?

I don't know. No-one goes up there.

They do now. Move!

No-one comes up here?

This got nothing to do with me!

I'm gonna go call my boss.

Oy! I'll make any calls.
Come back.

Give that dog a bone.

Any luck with the prints?

They've cut the fingers off
to take back to the lab.

I reckon they've had results
from worse.

Is that him?

Yeah. Last use of the card,

3 hours before they taser him.

If we've traced the card,
why do we need the prints?

Because it isn't his card.
Watch this.

That's a bit OTT
for a cash point mugging.

Yeah! It's a boutique bank in Mayfair

and the charge card for the cash limit
of 10,000 Pounds.

The card belongs to a Miss Indira Kamal.

She's a student.

Fancy place for student digs!

You should have seen mine!

Hello!

What's this about?

We recovered a charge
card in your name.

Are you aware of losing one?

Hmm. I don't think so. Maybe.

I don't keep track.

Suri...

Do you recognize this man?

His name is Anton Bugstrum.

He's from Sweden.

Who are you, sir?

Joaquin Agosto.

You're a student too.

Si. We all are.

I'm sorry to tell you but
Anton is dead.

How?

We're still working on that.

Does Anton have any relatives in London?

No that I know.

Well, where did he study? Live?

Perhaps you didn't know him
quite as well as you thought.

That was weird.

Yeah.

Finds out Anton's stealing from her,
doesn't blink.

Is this some ransom gone wrong?

No. Kidnappers wouldn't
torture their asset.

You do that for punishment or revenge.

Prints section's got a match
for one of the fingers.

So our dead Swedish boy has
a history of fraud and petty thefts

and his name wasn't Anton,
it was Tony.

Tony from Dalston.

You can't start an action
without making an official complaint.

You know the rules as well as anyone.

Rules can be bent.

I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear that.

Look, I can't go running
to the authorities.

I am the authority.

Clayton is a loose cannon,

don't you have enough
on him by now?

He's also an effective officer
with the luck of the Devil.

You can't dislodge him that easily.

Sometimes wonder if you might be
happier in a different line of work.

Don't waste your time wondering.
It isn't your call.

I might surprise you.

Surprise me with one of these.

-

Find a way to get rid of him.

And keep my name out of it.

Tony from Dalston.

Doesn't quite have
the playboy ring to it.

Expensive taste though!

Oh dear! We've got to give him
credit for aiming high!

The guy that nicked my Visa
went to Nando's.

He's got fake student IDs

for every high-end college in town.

He's been Anton, Antoine, Anton,
Anton... Adonis?

So he mixes with the rich foreign
students by posing as one of them.

He's been Italian, Latvian, Swedish
and American, whatever suits the con.

Yeah, we'll have to seal the flat
and seize the contents.

Oh yeah! Anything on the laptop?

No. Password-protected.

Nice watch.

It's got an inscription.

"To Sasha."

Think that'll be useful?

-

IT guy had this for you.

Thanks.

Hum, so... what led Harry to...
set his sight on the deputy-mayor?

Whatever you can tell me...
doesn't have to go any further.

There's this one retired officer
who used to work with Frierson.

Jim Stepton?

It all seemed to take off
after Harry bumped into him.

There you go.
What's that?

- A password cracker.
- Alright.

The brute force algorithm on this one
runs 8 million guesses a second,

so this shouldn't take too long!

Right. Anything useful?

He made films
with each of his targets.

Indira Kamal, date of birth,
place of birth, mother's middle name,

all the questions they ask you
in bank security.

Play the video.

Ha ha ha!

Well, Indira and Joaquin!
Hidden camera.

Tony filmed the women he robbed!

In flagrante, that dirty dog.
I'm in the wrong job.

It's blackmail, Harry.

Think about the backgrounds
some of these girls come from,

traditional values...
Any hint of this gets out,

and they're on the next plane
back home.

Have a look for the one called Sasha.

Harry,
it's supposed to be in evidence.

Yeah. Well, there's an inscription
on the back. To Sasha in friendship.

From Golding?

Oh look! There it is.
There! See?

Sasha.

Oh my god!

It's Joaquin. They're a team.

Right. Joaquin suggests the girls.
Tony nips in, plunders the fortune.

If the girls are anything like Indira,

they're inexperienced and unsupervised.

Yeah, and they're a long way from home.

So, do we think one of the other girls

may be angry enough
to have ordered a hit?

I wouldn't rule it out.

Who's Golding, Harry?

I really don't know.

Come on, Harry. First, we hear from
the guy in the hospital this morning,

then he turns up on the back of a watch.

And each time his name is mentioned,

I can practically hear
your mind working the angles.

I think it's a cover name for a
seriously dangerous career-criminal

operating on a lot of different fronts.

So why I'm having to prise
this out of you?

Because I don't have one solid fact
that I can share with you.

Hello?

Do you remember Indira's birthday
from her file?

It's never that easy.

That's what I would try.

That never happens for me.

Indira?

Miss Kamal?

Suri!

They've gone down the fire escape.

I would have got you one in, but...

Not at this hour.

We don't all have the luxury
of early retirement.

Your message said that
you wanted to pick my brains

about the Marsland brothers.

Yeah, not strictly true.

Then... what?

Karl Frierson.

Harry Clayton came to see you,
didn't he?

We bumped into each other.

Harry pulled up an old case,

the murder of Maria Alexandri.

I saw that he requested the files.

That case was reassigned to you
and Karl Frierson.

Was that what he wanted
to talk about?

I need to get on.

Harry has his faults...

and, believe me, he has... many.

But he has a nose for these things.

Sometimes... it's not the job,

but everything else
that compromises you.

Makes you...

vulnerable.

And then, people like Frierson
either become your friend...

or your enemy.

What did he make you do?

Harry was right.

There was a suspect.

The Alexandri case
could have been solved.

We've got two Dalston boys

conning money out
of rich foreign students.

Joaquin...

Jeff Hartley, also known as Jed,

two juvenile convictions for twocking,

with Tony as co-defendant.

Jed romances the kids.
Tony sweeps the assets

with the sex tape as insurance
against repercussions.

Then we come... to Sasha.

Sasha Terekhova,
of Saint-Petersburg.

Tony gathers the details.

But what he should have
picked up on

is her father owns the biggest

adult cable network
in Eastern Europe.

And that's the respectable end
of the business.

How is this for a theory?

The boys pick Sasha Terekhova
as a mark,

but she is no pushover.

The Terekhova family
have a London connection,

and that's Golding.

They lift Tony and torture him
to give up Jed.

Tony escapes.

Golding's men are probably out
on a hunt for Jed right now.

With Indira caught in the middle.

Well, all the more reason
to proceed with care.

You can stop pretending.

Go ahead and cry if you want to.

I know what Anton meant to you.

Maybe later.

What's going on?

I don't understand.

We ran from the police.

You didn't even wait to find out
what happened.

I lost a dear friend to an accident.

What do the details matter?

They don't send detectives out
for an accident.

Anton and I...
we may have annoyed some bad people.

I need to get far away from London.

You should probably get
far away from me.

I'm not leaving you.

Just be honest with me.

I can survive.

Probably.

Even though I still can't access
my trust fund,

not since my father... you know,

- the big argument.
- I have all the money we need.

We could go abroad.

Monaco... Monte-Carlo.

Wherever you say.

Somewhere warm.

With a casino.

So, this is Sasha's
London residence.

Yeah.

How we're gonna play this?

Cagily.

So don't rock the boat!

You asked for an interview
with Miss Terekhova?

- You are?
- A friend of her father's.

He's asked me to look after her
while she's in London.

Do we have a problem?

Not from me.

Aleksandra Terekhova.

I prefer Sasha.

You're the policeman?

D.I. Clayton.

Do you recognize this?

I have one like it.

We found it in a dead boy's flat.

He and his mate made a practice of
befriending rich young women and

defrauding them.

Would you know anything about that?

I don't have many friends.

My parents expect me to study.

But these boys target students.

The farther away from home, the better.

Look around, Mr Clayton.
Do I seem...

vulnerable to you?

Where are you a student?

The Courtauld Institute,

to study Fine Arts.

Is this a questioning under coercion,
detective Clayton,

or are we just... having a chat?

- You're well up on the law,
Ms Terekhova. - Sasha.

If you've been deceived, Sasha,
your parents don't need to know.

But we are investigating a murder.

So, you're not asking for my help
to punish these thieves.

I think one fatal punishment
is more than enough.

Well, good luck with your version
of justice, detective.

Could I have my watch now?

Yeah, could you confirm it's yours?

Who is... Golding?

Perhaps I got the wrong Sasha.

Perhaps you do.

Now, will you give me a call
if you have...

an epiphany?

Sure.

I'd say we've been stonewalled.

Ah, it's a text from Anna.

Should have let our own people
handle this.

The point was not to put
yourself at risk.

Oh! I can't...

Please, Miss Terekhova.

We value your father's friendship.

I won't deny that our men
botched the job.

They'll suffer for that.

Now all I ask is to set this right.

You had your chance.

Papa can deal with the policeman.

You see? That's what I mean.

Forgive me, Sasha, but
you're a long way from home.

You shove a British policeman
under a bus,

and there are consequences.

Especially if that man is
Harry Clayton.

You let me take care of him.

I've only got a few minutes.

- What's so urgent? Is it Daisy?
- No, no, she's fine.

Listen, you know
the outreach program means

I've been spending a lot of time
at White Cross.

Yeah, I was aware of that.

Well, turns out you were right
about the Kevin Grey suicide.

Does the name Golding mean
anything to you?

Why?

I got it from one of the inmates.

I asked him how Grey died

and he said it was Golding.

- He was really scared, Harry.
- OK, stop right there!

I really think I'm onto something,

I just need to get these people
to trust me.

- This is incredibly dangerous, Anna.
- It's not dangerous.

- Walk away from this now, please.
- Harry, I'm not just doing this for you.

I understand that, but just because
you're seeing Governor Julian doesn't

- mean that you can be protected.
- I'm not seeing Governor Ju...

Oh, my god!

- I don't have time for your jealousy.
- No, it's got nothing to do with that!

Listen to me.

It is not that!

Listen, Anna, you don't understand.

I understand perfectly well.
You asked me to help and I helped.

Someone just tried to access
Indira Kamal's account.

They're in a hotel.

OK, let's get to them
before they get kicked out.

Right.

So, you're gonna tell me
what's going on?

Golding's name came up again.

We're close, I can feel it.

He's playing too many tables,
stepping on too many cracks.

I can't work like this.

- Like what?
- Listen to yourself.

When you're not keeping secrets,
you're talking in riddles!

It's gambler's logic, Harry.

Runs of luck and winning streaks?
It's all in your mind.

No it doesn't. He's out there.

That's why we need to formulate
a proper plan to catch him,

not just... chase down every hunch
you get and hope for the best.

A man like this doesn't play
by any hard and fast rules.

Oh my God!

What are you doing?!

Watch it!

Asshole!

- You're alright?
- Yeah... yeah.

Sorry... Sorry.

It went out of control. OK?

- You're alright?
- Fine.

It's OK.

Suri, it's fine.

Thanks.

What the hell was that?
Why did you let go of the wheel?

The brakes locked, it was the only...

That's bullshit!

You just totally relinquished
control of the vehicle.

Well, I panicked, sorry.

You knew what you were doing! You
stopped me from grabbing the wheel!

Because you could have
flipped us over.

- So you just left it all to chance?
- Alright...

I'm driving.

Hello, Paul.

So, you're my escort for the evening,
are you?

Your housekeeper wasn't
even a little bit shocked.

Your mum was so lovely.

As was yours.

So...

It's been a while.

I've... been in hiding.

It's a good thing too.

You rather upset people when you
gave the bracelet to the detective.

Which people specifically, Paul?

Who's Golding?

Maybe it's me.

No, we've known each other
since we were children.

You can stop pretending.

I know you're afraid.

Don't protect him.

Paul,

Golding wants the bracelet.

He's going to try and kill Harry,
force me to give it to him.

Harry's strong now.

Paul, you know
what the bracelet can do.

If you help us,
we can take him down.

Our room keys don't work.

Sort it out.

Which room is it?

The presidential suite.

I'm sorry, sir.
The lady's card's been declined.

Try it again.

Do you have another means
of payment?

Look, do you know who her father is?

We could buy this entire hotel
and have you fired.

That would work too.

Anton had my other card.

Look, let us into the room,

we can call the bank
and sort it out.

- Call someone.
- Who?

Any of your friends.

We need cash.

I can't just ask my friends for money.

Fine. We stand here, then...
Make the call!

Is Joaquin even your name?

Call me what you like.

We need travelling cash,
or you're looking at a dead man.

- No, no, no, you don't.
- Let go of her, Jed.

Don't end up like Tony, son.

Who sent the dogs on us?
Was this Sasha?

You tell us.

That bitch said she knew someone.

And she wasn't kidding.

Excuse me, what's going on?

Police, stay where you are.

- Suri!
- Let go of me!

- Suri?
- I'm fine, go!

Jed, Jed... Thought you were
supposed to be a charmer?

You're just a thug who hits women.

I can do a lot worse if you push me.

You're already in a hole.

Stop digging.

Suri?

Suri!

Suri.

You! Stay right where you are!

Fuck off!

We're in love.

No, let me! Let go of me!

Suri!

I really think you should go
to hospital.

No, I'm fine.

- No, no, no...
- Get in the bed.

Come on.

It's fine. It's fine.

You need to sleep.

I just need 5 minutes.

Yeah, yeah... Other foot.

Come on.

Kaleem, it's Jed.

I was wondering when I was gonna
get your call.

It's all gonna beat a long good
Friday for you, hasn't it?

Look, I need a couple of passports.

You're shit out of luck,
son.

My passport guy is on indefinite leave.

Well, then find another!

Name the price.

Two passports and a safe way to France.

Train, boat,

plane, anything.

How can you pay?

Got me a meal ticket.

Her dad's a five times billionaire.

Indian steel magnate or some such.
The point is...

she's good for it.

100...

Pounds?

thousand.

For two bits of paper and a Channel op?

What happened to "name your price"?

Take it or leave it.

Yeah, OK.

I'll be in touch.

- Could I help you, sir?
- No, I'm waiting for someone, thanks.

It's late so,...
I'll get to the point.

Harry Clayton.

Your friend and mine.

Everyone wants to see him
taken down.

But no-one seems to be able
to lay a glove on him.

You're not telling that to my boss.

Seems to think I can work miracles.

Frankly, I don't think your boss
has the stomach to do what it takes.

Question is:

do you?

Well, that depends.

What? On what's in it for you?

On where it begins and ends.

I'm looking for an honest man
with honest ambitions.

But look, Det. Superintendent Winter's
put the job on your shoulders.

Why do you think that is?

I'm sure you're about to tell me.

He's a careful man.

He's thinking of the inquiry
when Clayton finally implodes.

Someone must be seen to have failed.

And it isn't going to be him.

I'd like to see a better man
in that job.

Kaleem? Remind me?

Mr Collins, you might
remember me. We have a mutual friend.

Yeah, what's it about?

You're looking for someone.
He needs my help to get

some rich girl out the country.

I told him 100,000.

100,000 for two passports?
Well, I like your style.

Well...

I'll tell you what, Kaleem...

You text me his number
and I'll take it from there.

If Harry Clayton comes sniffing
around, you tell him nothing.

You understand?

My lips are sealed, Mr Collins.

I thank you...

and my employer thanks you.

But I doubt very much Jed
will want to thank you.

So, when your mother was murdered,

Frierson was the officer
running the investigation.

He sat there and held my hand...

Told me he would do everything
humanly possible to find her killer.

He did everything possible
to shut it down.

He succeeded.

I was so new to the department...
I had no idea what he was doing.

He had a rotten heart.

No wonder he needed another.

It was his kidney but... yeah.

I assumed he really got them on that.

The downside is that...
he now knows that I'm onto him.

He couldn't be Golding, could he?

Hiding in plain sight?

You could say the same thing
about Paul Lermontov.

And an amount of others.

That's why you have to be careful.

The bracelet may give you protection,

but no-one is invincible.

It's done a pretty good job so far.

He can't resist it.

Look, he's meeting more than half-way.

Just give him a chance, OK?

I asked for popcorn,
but they only had pretzels.

Pretzels are fine.

We're having fun?

Daisy?

Of course, we are. A day in the park.
What's not to like?

It's a park.

I should probably get this.

You go ahead. Come on, Daisy,
let's go find the ducks.

Harry, what you're doing?
It's Saturday morning.

Are you at the zoo?

No.

I'm only asking.

I just want to check
that Daisy is OK.

Look, I...

We had a long talk
and I explained

that I've just been working very closely
with Nikhail and she shouldn't read

too much into the friendship.

You wonder she'd buy that?

So what do you reckon?
Do ducks like pretzels?

Does anyone?

I'm not your enemy, Daisy.

Can't we just get along?

Is that so hard?

What's going on?

Feed the lawyer.
Tuppence a bag.

Don't mind if I do.

Two teas.

Thanks, love.

Here.

Look I really think you need
to go and see a doctor.

I'm fine.

Suri, you've had a serious blow
to the head.

Thanks, love.

You should take some time off.

D.I. Clayton.

I wasn't entirely honest with you.

Miss Terekhova.

I want to make a statement.
Can we meet?

Come to the station.

Not an official one.

Why am I not surprised?

Meet me at the marina.

OK, I'll meet you there.

Where are we going?

You're not going anywhere.
You need to rest.

Here, eat up.

I'll call you later, OK?

Kaleem says
he's booth number 54.

No! No more!

It's too late for that!

I'll pay you to let me go.

Yeah, with what?

I still have money.

You're the only reason
I can't get to it.

Yeah, we'll discuss it on the way over.

Here we go. 54.

Well!

This is more like it.

Hello?

Come on!

How far can you go without a crew?

Stop, go, forward, back...

How hard can it be?

Kaleem, you have surpassed yourself.

How do I start this thing?

This isn't Kaleem,
but it's nice to be appreciated.

Who are you?

You really don't need to know.

See a towel?

Lift it.

What's going on?

You deal with the detective
and you're on your way to France.

What detective?

Miss Terekhova?

Sasha?

I knew I was being set up.
What about you?

Shut up!

Where is Indira?

Here.

You're OK?

So what's the deal, Jed?

You shoot me for them
and all is forgiven?

Sounds fair to me.

It's not so easy to shoot someone
with a handgun, Jed,

despite what you see in the films.

Go ahead.

Take your best shot.

Stop talking!

Maybe I'll get lucky...
Maybe you will.

But I should tell you,

when I get lucky,

someone always loses out.

Again!

Last chance.

Let's send Indira down and
let's talk about Golding.

No!

Come on!

Come on!

I've got you.

I've got you. You're good. That's it.

Come on!

Forgive me.

You've served your purpose, Jed.

I'm afraid I lied about it,
doing only good though.

You're OK?

Hello, lover!

Harry, uniform have found
Jed's body

at the derelict house.

Zack McGinnis.

They killed the guard as well.

It's an execution staged as suicide.

It's Golding.

He's covering his tracks.

Someone needs to stop Clearway Law.
Public shouldn't leave reviews for lawyers.