Wycliffe (1994–…): Season 5, Episode 6 - Land's End - full transcript

[theme music]

[gunfire]

I'm afraid Mr. Wycliffe's off duty, madam.

My name's Derek Hall.

Can I help you?

But I've got to see Mr. Wycliffe.

Can I take a message for him?

Or get him to contact you?

Um--

Otherwise he'll be in it at two.

I'll phone him.



Shall I give him a name?

No name, then.

[piano music]

[phone ringing]

Wycliffe.

I'm at Marsham, outside the engine house of the tine mine.

Two dead males, both shot in the head.

The good news is one of them is Danny Ride, and the other one's

Jason Trahan.

What the hell were they doing together?

Looks to me like some sort of punishment killing,

or something.

They've both been strung up on meathooks.

[doorbell]



[dog barking]

Mrs. Wimble?

- Yes? - Mr. Hobson.

I telephoned.

Of course.

Come in.

Hello.

Who are you?

That's Fufu.

I'm afraid as we're out of season,

you'll be rattling around by yourself.

Just what I was hoping for.

Peace and quiet.

Oh-- go through.

What a lovely house.

And what a fine looking man.

Oh, my late husband.

Would you like a cup of tea?

You know the way to a man's heart Mrs. Wimble.

Could I push you to a biscuit?

Of course.

Come on, Fufu.

Have you got those two little plastic bags?

Thanks.

And each of them had of these in his pocket?

Yeah.

We'd better get those analyzed.

[inaudible]

I don't think this is good news, Lucy.

What, the two biggest heroin dealers in the southwest dead?

Someone has shot them in order to take over.

These two were at each other's throats.

Whoever got them together in this isolated spot

is obviously a serious player.

- Someone close? - Hopefully.

One of their underlings who's got his eye on the business?

Fry, maybe.

That would be my guess.

All right.

Known employees, known associates.

Any other likely candidates.

You know the drill.

OK.

Didn't you have an informer who's an addict?

I did have.

She's probably dead by now.

Well, you try her.

And get in to Andy at the drug squad.

OK.

[ringingg]

Wycliffe.

LYNNE: It's Lynne, Mr. Wycliffe.

Lynne?

Lynne Carney.

I called in to see you this morning.

I'm Sue Brooks now, as you'll remember.

Yes.

Yes, I remember. - Well, you should do.

You gave me the name.

Bet you never thought you'd be hearing

from me again after 21 years.

But you said if ever I needed you.

Well, I need you now.

Rosie?

Rosie?

Huh?

Rosie, it's Lucy. From the police.

Do you remember me?

It's all gone.

Anyhow, I'm clean now.

I don't do it no more.

How are you?

OK.

The trolly men come over pay night.

When they're drunk.

Round skag.

Is that any good?

The real deal.

Brilliant.

Really brilliant.

You scoring this off your old dealer?

Shh.

Be cool.

It's heroin chic.

30 quid if you tell me.

30 quid?

I like that.

The three tenors.

[laughter] 10 will do.

Price gone all the way down.

There's going to be a lot more smack soon.

More than you ever seen.

All brown.

Cheap as you like.

It's gonna chill out old Cornwall.

[buzzer]

Hello, Lynne.

Mr. Wycliffe.

Right.

Come in, then.

Oh, it's not mine.

I just clean it between [inaudible] in the summer.

That's how I got the keys.

You've done well for yourself, superintendent.

Thought you might, with all your powers of persuasion.

Persuading you wasn't a problem, as I recall.

It was more a case of, uh, giving

you protection for something you had already decided to do.

I saw the stuff in the paper.

Sorry, but all I could think was that they

didn't cover about when it happened last time.

To us.

Last time I wasn't actually shot, though, was I?

How's the family?

Oh, Dean's at university, studying the law.

Would you believe?

Phillip's got a good job in London.

So it was worth it?

Betraying my husband for you?

To the police.

Don't pretend it wasn't personal.

Your husband had just shot and killed my fellow officer.

I was next.

He pulled the trigger, and the gun jammed.

Yes, it was personal.

Look, I don't regret it.

The kids would never have turned out decent with him around.

I've seen you a few times.

My wife buys all our birthday cards at your store.

Nice woman.

Teacher.

She doesn't know, does she?

Of course she doesn't.

No one knows.

Could have fainted when I saw you turned up down there.

It's a harbor at Port Isaac on Sunday.

Both had our kids with us.

Walking past, pretending not to know each other,

after all we've been through.

We'd been over the routine enough times.

Should we ever meet by chance--

For my own safety, and that of my children,

we must not acknowledge each other in any way.

Mustn't look, speak, or smile.

So what's changed?

He's getting out.

And he knows where I am.

I was hoping to find Mr. Wycliffe.

He's-- he's left, ma'am.

So I see.

Should you be doing that here?

It's just a bit more private in here.

Mr. Wycliffe-- - I don't mean here.

I mean at work.

You could be taking maternity leave right

now if you wanted to, Lucy.

Well, with Doug still in Essex, I--

That's very loyal of you.

But if you don't feel--

understandably-- quite up to the mark--

I am fit for duty, ma'am.

Good.

Well-- carry on.

Damn.

You promised I'd be safe.

But he promised he'd find me.

Now he's written to say he has.

We'll arrange for an armed policewoman

to come to your house.

You must be joking.

I'm not going home tonight.

I'll stay with a friend.

I'll ring you first thing in the morning.

OK.

We'll take care of it, Lynne.

Haven't let you down yet.

You told me only two people in Leeds knew where I was.

You and your boss.

And your boss is dead.

So if you haven't let me down, how come he's found me?

Come on!

He's only just gone in there, Charlie.

[knocking] - Come on, Ruth.

Your mother's leaving.

[newscaster on tv]

[knocking]

Detective Superintendent Wycliffe?

That's correct, yes.

I'm Detective Superintendent Healey, and this is DCI Malone.

We have reason to believe that you've been receiving money

from known criminal sources, and conspiring to pervert

the course of justice.

Would you get dressed, please?

Then I'm going to ask you to come with us.

Yesterday evening.

It's in a bungalow. [inaudible]

Where'd these come from?

Anonymous tip off.

2:15 this morning.

They were in a telephone box.

Who is this woman?

I can't tell you her name.

- You can't tell us her name? - No.

Not at liberty to.

She was an informant, and I have reason to believe

her life is in danger.

But she will be calling me any time now.

So if you want me to identify her,

I'll need to get her permission.

You won't be needing a permission.

We've already done it.

She's one Susan Brookes, [inaudible]

of Truro, formerly Lynne Carney of Leeds.

What you can tell us is where she is.

I don't know.

But she is in danger, and I am expecting her to call.

So with your permission--

Superintendent Wycliffe switching on his mobile phone.

In this photograph of you and her,

she's handing you an envelope.

What's in it?

It's a note from her husband to her home

address, which read, um--

I always said I'd find you.

Have you got this note?

No.

She kept it.

Funny.

We don't seem to have any photographs

of you handing it back.

Well, I can't help that.

Can't you?

What can you tell us about this account of yours

at the Western County's Building Society?

I don't have one.

This, uh-- that's a computer error.

A computer error?

Yeah.

It's not my money.

Where the hell would I get 30,000 pounds?

I was hoping you were going to tell me.

Look at the statement again.

This account was opened three months ago.

There's been one deposite a month since then.

10,000, each time in cash.

Charlie-- get lucky on the [inaudible],, did you?

I don't know anything about the money.

I don't know anything about it.

Now look, this-- this branch is at Wadebridge.

That's the other side of the county.

I can't remember the last time I went there.

What do you do on your days off?

I haven't done much recently.

Stayed at home, mainly.

Worked on my piano playing a bit.

That sort of thing.

I've had difficulties playing since my injury.

Ah, yes.

Your injury.

How is it? - It's better.

I manage.

You have obviously had to give some thought

to your retirement?

Oh, come on.

You've been in the job two years longer than me, Charlie.

You've got a very good record.

You almost got killed being a police officer.

They gave you a medal.

This is illegal.

Restart that tape.

You don't want me to do that.

Mow shut up and listen.

A lot of people, after a long service like ours--

after an injury-- they get to thinking about themselves.

Why not?

It's understandable.

[beeping]

Tape restarted after technical problem.

Can you confirm that, please?

Confirmed.

Can't you see what they're trying to do?

Somebody has set me up.

They're doing a very good job.

Will you look at the dates of those deposits?

Your wife works, doesn't she?

Your son now lives away from home, and your daughter--

she's a student.

Well, she'll be out all the time if she's anything like mine.

I don't suppose any of them can confirm that you spent

your days off alone at home?

Probably not.

But why should that be necessary?

Because you were off duty on each of those three days

those deposits were made.

Ask DCC Roth to join us, will you?

Now-- let's start again, shall we?

Sir, what's--

I'm suspended from duty, pending further inquiries.

What?

I don't believe it.

I'm not supposed to talk to you, Lucy.

Anyway-- I don't want this rubbing off on you.

Ta ta.

See ya.

You can't believe this is true, ma'am?

It's under investigation.

It's an internal disciplinary matter.

Disciplinary?

Have you forgotten who we're talking about?

I hardly think that's likely.

Do you?

I've worked with Superintendent

Wycliffe for years--

I know you have.

None of us would ever believe that he was--

Do you know what this looks like to me?

This is what we used to call a firm within a firm.

And when you've got that--

that's when people start to make up their own rules.

And who's going to run a double murder inquiry for you?

Well, not you, Lane.

Drug squad will be taking over.

And I'm sure you'll give them all the help that you can.

Think I'm gonna take my maternity leave now.

Granted.

From tonight.

Please tell me what's going on, sir.

I can't, Lucy.

I mustn't get you involved. - It's too late.

I am involved.

There is one thing you can do for me.

Sir?

Yeah, hello.

Can you get me, um--

can you get me a number, please?

It's Brookes.

With an E-S. Yeah, Truro.

Thanks.

OK, what's that?

Yeah?

I really do appreciate this, Lucy.

It's OK.

Anyway, I'm not really here, am I?

I'm on maternity leave.

At least from tonight, anyway.

Any luck?

Well, she's not answering.

That means-- I don't think she's in.

But if you-- if you don't mind checking-- here's the number.

Right.

What I don't understand is why her husband followed her

to the bungalow, and then just took photographs of her

there with me.

Why all the palava with photographs?

With money?

Why didn't he make his move then, and finish us both off?

It wasn't him.

What?

I've been off to the prison service.

Carney's about to be released, all right.

Into a hospice.

He's got AIDS, and about a week to live, they reckon.

He's been too ill to threaten anyone for a long time.

What is this, Lucy?

What the hell is happening?

[humming]

Greg Fry.

Well, well.

I see they've given you an apprentice.

They must like you.

They do, Greg.

This is DC Hall.

This is a warrant entitling my officers to search your boat.

No problem.

I can do you a nice bit of cod.

Or mullet.

How about a nice bit of smack?

Don't think you'll find any of that on my boat.

That makes a nice change.

Nasty accusation.

But I won't hold it against ya.

You being a new boy, and all.

When did you put to sea?

Thursday night.

Been ashore?

Not once.

Early Friday morning, Danny Ride and Jason Trahan

were shot dead.

I heard that.

On the radio.

I hear you knew 'em both.

Till they fell out over territory, of course.

Didn't you go to school with Danny?

He got in a bad way, did Danny.

You brought the stuff in for him.

Like I said, I won't hold that against ya.

Of course you did, Greg.

You saw what he was making.

Wanted to take over his business.

And Jason's, too, while you were at it.

I was at sea, chief.

Remember?

[inaudible]?

I hear he's very good at that.

Don't seem to be finding much.

Do they?

David?

What are you doing here?

I thought everyone was out.

Mom rang me.

She told me what had happened.

Just thought I'd come home for a few days.

Till it all blows over.

What about your course?

I brought some work.

It's all bloody rubbish, Dad.

What they're saying about you.

Come on, sir.

Let's fix some tea.

What's this?

That is yet incomplete.

It's a list of all the people who might

have wanted to do this to me.

You set out to help society, and you

end up with all these enemies?

Well, I'm very grateful to learn you're not one of them.

Well, uh-- I appreciate this, David.

That'll be your mother.

Now, she will be pleased to see you.

Well, no-- as pleased, I mean.

I mean, she wouldn't be more pleased than, uh, I am.

All right if I land my catch now?

It's all yours.

Oh, by the way--

I can prove I was at sea when they got shot.

I've got a very good alibi, I'd say.

Might call it-- unimpeachable.

Who have you ever met that's unimpeachable?

HM Customs.

Seems I can't put to sea these days without a nice escort

from Her Majesty.

It puts my mind at rest, though, knowing they're there.

In case I run into them Spaniards.

Pity I didn't think of that before, innit?

I could have saved you all that trouble.

Who says educational standards are slipping?

Your son has learned to make tea.

There's people just standing about in the street.

They always do, you know?

Shocked.

Curious.

Carney just drove off in the car.

No one tried to stop him. Do you remember?

I couldn't find him for six days.

Yeah.

I remember very well.

I didn't realize his wife was giving you information.

Uh-huh.

[inaudible]

She trusted me.

Hm.

Waiting for the ambulance to arrive.

We knew he was dead, of course.

Now, who in the world was that?

Where?

There.

If you'd got here a bit sooner,

I wouldn't be having to rush.

I didn't know about it sooner.

Then you should have waited until the start

of Phil's lunch break tomorrow.

Nothing personal, Mr. Wycliffe, but what

with you being suspended--

you know very well you shouldn't be here.

Tell you what, Ken--

if we get caught, I'll say I overpowered you.

KEN: There.

What about that?

No doubt.

Peter Selby.

Selby was one of the first people in this country

to understand computers.

And he made a packet out of it.

He have no relationship with anyone.

He once told a colleague of mine,

in all seriousness, that his ambition was

to hack into international defense systems

and engineer World War III.

Is that his form?

Computer hacking?

Not really.

His real thrill is being a kind of criminal voyeur.

He gets into a bank's system, he sells the information,

and then he turns up and watches the rough boys, as he calls

them, actually do the robbery.

Is that how he caught caught?

No, he's too clever.

I put him away for strangling his wife.

I had no idea he was in Leeds on that particular day.

Oh.

Mr. Hobson, you startled me.

I do apologize, Mrs. Wimble.

There's no need to be frightened of me.

No. Um-- your lunch is ready.

Oh, Smashing

What do you get up to on your computer, then?

Oh, I keep in touch with people.

Friends-- that sort of thing.

I'm never alone.

I'll turn it off.

[dog barking]

Oh, Fufu, you know you're not allowed.

Come here.

I haven't seen nothing.

Honest.

[phone ringing]

Wycliffe.

Go ahead, Lucy.

Selby was released from Belmarsh Prison four months

ago, but listen to this-- he and Carney

were in Leicester together for nearly three years.

They shared a cell, and associated closely.

You realize we can't go official with any of this

without revealing you've broken regulations

by speaking with me?

I don't give a damn about regulations.

I mean it, Lucy.

One career on the edge is enough.

So nothing about Selby to anyone.

Do you understand?

OK.

Bye.

Nope.

Couldn't resist it.

Right.

I'll put it with the others.

Hey.

How are you?

I'm fine.

The baby's fine.

We're both fine.

Still working?

You'll be delighted to hear that as from tomorrow,

I'm taking my maternity leave.

That's great.

So you'll have a bit of time to think about your uncle's job

offer at the hotel.

Looks a pretty nice place, I must say.

How do you know?

I just happened to be there, and--

Just happened to be on the other side of the county?

Angus!

You've got to stop trying to interfere in my life.

It's not just your life!

Not anymore.

You didn't do this on your own.

Not even you are clever enough for that, Lucy.

I have a right to be involved.

I don't want you that involved.

Look-- we wouldn't be together if I weren't pregnant,

so I don't see why we should be together because I am.

I'm sorry.

Thanks for the toy.

I'll call you.

What I'm about to say is unofficial.

Won't go out of this room.

I don't need to tell you that I respect you.

But?

But there comes a time for all of us,

no matter how admirable our record,

when the demands of the job may be such that our contribution--

our performance--

may not be what it once was.

You're telling me to resign?

Advising.

Advising.

Obviously my overriding concern is your welfare.

Obviously, yes.

That's why I've been keeping a close eye

on your medical records.

Your condition since you've been shot has been wobbly.

I think you'd agree.

Needless to say, I would attest to that officially.

As would the police surgeon.

You won't have the slightest difficulty

retiring on medical grounds.

I don't doubt it.

That way you can avoid any embarrassment

about these questions that have now come to light.

What, go sick?

Oh, come on.

It's what everyone does under the circumstances.

You'll still hang onto your pension.

And yes, I think I can be fairly sure

that any doubts that might have been raised

can be quietly forgotten.

I've had a word with the CPS, and they agree with me

that it would be very difficult to bring a conviction

for corruption against you.

Not to mention expensive.

And as you know, these days our first duty's

to the public purse.

It's your one and only chance, Charlie.

You won't get another.

What do you say?

What do I say?

I say, how dare you?

I refuse to resign!

One, because of the small point I haven't

actually done anything wrong.

And two, because despite what you're telling me,

as soon as I was off your hands, criminal charges

would undoubtedly follow!

You're insubordinate.

Sit down.

This is a sophisticated criminal attack on the police,

and I'm damn well going to fight it.

And if you haven't got the guts to back me up,

I'll bloody well do it alone!

How very convincing.

Charlie Wycliffe and his whiter than white integrity.

So how come you and one Susan Brookes

are flying first class to [inaudible] on single tickets

tomorrow morning?

Having transferred that 31,000 pounds

in the Western County's Building Society to an account in Spain

yesterday?

If you believe that, you're a fool.

Yeah, well, I'm a fool with the evidence.

You'd better start talking to your solicitor, Charlie.

You're finished.

[whistling]

Lucy.

Hi.

You're on your own again?

Yeah.

Is he going to be there at the birth?

I haven't really thought about it.

Well, take my advice.

Tell him to stay away till it's all over.

I want my husband to be there.

It's going to be the most important moment of my life.

OK, ladies and gentlemen.

Let's get started.

[phone ringing]

It's all right, David.

I've got it.

Wycliffe.

SELBY: This is Peter Selby.

What do you want?

I've got Lynne Carney.

I'm going to kill her unless you do exactly as I tell you.

How do you know this line's secure?

I [inaudible] access the database.

I see, also, from the police computer system--

my arrangements regarding yourself

have been entirely believed.

The rest of our business is strictly

between ourselves, Wycliffe.

If you contact your colleagues, you'll

be responsible for that treacherous bitch's death.

Understood?

Yes.

Good.

Take the 317 train to Penzance.

On arrival, wait by the call boxes.

And then we'll complete our business.

Come on, Fufu.

[humming]

[phone ringing]

VOICEMAIL: This is Lucy Lane's phone.

Thank you for calling.

Please leave a message after the tone.

[beeping]

OPERATOR: The phone you have called has not responded.

It may respond if you try again.

Police operations.

This is Wycliffe speaking.

Get me CID, please. - I'm sorry, sir.

I'm not allowed to accept your calls.

This is a serious emergency.

I can't help that, sir.

You're advised to contact your federation representative.

I'm sorry, Superintendent.

I can't put you through to anyone.

WOMAN: And again.

Excellent.

WYCLIFFE: Lucy?

It's me.

I don't know when you'll play this, but Selby's got Lynne,

and he's threatening to kill her.

I'm on the train to Penzance to meet him now.

I'm assuming he's armed.

I don't know where he'll take me from there,

but I got her into this, and I've

got to try and get her out.

And rest.

[phone ringing]

Wycliffe.

SELBY: Get in the blue taxi outside.

Tell him you're going to Land's End.

- Land's End, please. - I know.

Get in.

Angus, what are you doing here?

You've got to stop this.

Well, you won't let me go in with you.

Is it all over, then?

No.

I came out early.

It's all a bit mother of the year in there.

I thought that was the big idea?

I'm thinking of resigning from the police.

That's good.

I don't know.

Maybe the baby has put everything in perspective

for me, but it all just seems to be about guns and drugs

nowadays.

I'm turning into exactly the kind of policewoman

I was determined never to be.

If I stay, I'll end up like Roth.

Or-- god help me--

Stevens.

Well, that's wonderful.

For the baby, I mean.

Just remember, if I do it, I wouldn't be doing it for you.

I'm still a serving officer, so I'm

gonna listen to my messages.

Lucy--

WYCLIFFE: I don't know when you'll play this--

Can't we just g somewhere and talk?

I meam-- - Shh!

WYCLIFFE: But Selby's got Lynne, and he's

threatening to kill her.

I'm on the train to Penzance to meet him now.

What the hell's the matter with you?

This is DI Lane.

Instant response, Penzance Station.

Superintendent Wycliffe is believed prisoner of one

Peter Selby, known to police.

Selby may be armed, and is extremely dangerous.

I repeat, instant response.

Penzance Station.

[bell ringing]

Almost as far as England goes.

Almost, but not quite.

I trusted you, Mr. Wycliffe.

I believed you.

You said I'd be safe.

And you now trust him?

You're not surprised, Wycliffe, are you?

Surely?

Treacherous bitches, our friends, the ladies.

All of them.

Carney knew that.

So did you.

You and Carney were very close in Leicester Prison,

weren't you?

It's a different world, prison.

The real world.

There's a purity in evil, you know?

Purity?

Don't try to understand.

You haven't the emotional capacity.

In prison, the nice rules out here don't apply.

Income tax, traffic lights, saying please and thank you.

In there, when you want something, you steal it.

If someone doesn't like you, they stab you.

Or beat you unconscious.

Or worse.

And if they do like you?

As I said, don't try to understand.

Come on, Lynne.

Time is short.

[humming]

[siren]

Somebody in the tourist office saw him

getting into a blue mini cab.

All points, find him.

Yeah, well, let's hope we do.

You're responsible for this.

If anything happens to him--

Help them Wycliffe.

Open it.

Take a packet out.

Right.

No!

[gunshot]

Finding her was embarrassingly easy.

Her mother still lives in Rotherham.

One look at the telephone bill, and there it was.

Apparently she was always liked this part of the world.

Carney wanted her buried here.

Kneel down.

Kneel.

You put me in there.

14 years among subhuman animals.

I'm going to kill you, Wycliffe.

I'm going to do something infinitely worse.

There was a policeman in Leicester.

Permanent solitary confinement, for his own safety.

Even there, he never got to sleep.

After four years-- he was completely insane.

How long will it take you?

Police?

Police?

Ah-- I'm at Chapel Bay.

And there's-- there's been some shooting.

I heard shots.

I'm sorry?

No-- I can't hear you.

You're breaking up.

[siren]

Go!

[siren]

It's OK.

What's going on?

There's the weapon there, sir.

Sir?

Let me have a look.

Let me have a look.

There was a boat.

Call for a doctor, and get [inaudible] down here.

Superintendent Wycliffe?

I'm telling you--

Selby.

Selby was here.

Escort Superintendent Wycliffe to the hospital.

As soon as he's fit, bring him back to headquarters.

You've got to listen to me.

Oh, don't worry, Charlie.

I'll listen to you, all right?

Can't you see he's been framed?

It's so obvious.

It's obvious that whoever he's been playing with

is tired of the game.

With respect, ma'am, it does look as

though DI Lane might be right.

When I need advice from an acting DI, Robbins,

I'll ask you.

In the meantime, you've got a murder scene to supervise.

Lane, you're on leave.

And you're personally involved.

Go home.

Hall, escort Superintendent Wycliffe to hospital.

Right.

All right, boys.

Let's keep the area secure.

Preserve the scene.

I can't believe they're doing this to you.

I can't believe they're falling for it.

Thinking you're a criminal.

He's still here.

What?

People-- people have a pattern of behavior.

It's like a fingerprint.

It doesn't change.

A criminal doesn't change his pattern.

Sir?

OK, ladies and gentlemen.

Thank you very much.

If you'd just like to move along now?

That's great.

Thank you.

Thank you for your cooperation.

OK, sir.

If you'd just like to move along?

Thank you.

Hello.

Hello.

Aren't you gorgeous?

Aren't you a sweet little thing?

Aren't you?

Oh, you're so lovely.

You're lovely, aren't you?

Aren't you?

I used to have one just like her.

So pretty.

Aren't you beautiful?

Yes, you are.

You cunning bitch.

[gunshot]

This is as far as it goes, Selby.

It's Land's End.

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