New Tricks s12e04 Episode Script

Yeah.
Welcome to my world.
Harry? There's an item you ought to see.
I'm really not in the art market right now, Harry.
Well, actually, I'm calling you as a copper.
Not as a punter.
OK, well, er I'll I'll be right over.
Shit.
Happy New Year 2016 - New Year, New Color ;-) - Harry.
- Ah, Steven.
Welcome.
- Glass of champagne? - No, thanks.
So Elliott Pine? Yes, '80s icon.
Ripe for a retrospective.
Especially since he pegged out just last year.
Yeah.
So what we did was, we blew all the pictures up, bigger than anyone had ever seen them before.
- Fantastic.
- Yeah.
That's how we spotted it.
So what are we looking at? Oh! That.
That could just be a mark on the lens.
You need some help, old-timer? Voilà.
Right.
As you can see, it's generated a lot of interest.
What I need to know is can I still sell it? No, you bloody can't.
That was the best the lab could do.
This is Charlie Hayes.
fell to his death in 1989, from the roof where his company had its offices in the City.
Charlie worked for WLF, part of the Futures Exchange.
The Essex barrow boys in flash jackets.
Yeah, Thatcher's foot soldiers.
While the rest of the country was on its uppers, they were doing their "loadsamoney" thing.
The coroner returned a verdict of suicide.
Charlie's marriage was on the rocks, and he'd just lost $ ½ million trading in markets.
Nevertheless, do you want to know why this is murder? Well, it's obvious.
Is it? He hasn't had time to tumble so he must've gone over backwards.
That's unusual.
Are you trying to ruin my big finish? Look This is what I spotted.
Here.
And this, look.
That's it blown up.
Ah.
So either someone was practising tai chi, or they've just pushed our Charlie.
Exactly.
You said there was an inquest.
So this is a new murder enquiry? The local force has their hands full.
As it happened 25 years ago, they asked Strickland if we could take a look.
Let's take a look.
I've been a customer of this bank for 37 years.
All I'm asking for is an overdraught.
Yes, OK, a bigger overdraught.
Yes, I am aware what my salary is, I'm just I OK, look.
Forget it, OK? Thanks for nothing.
That's some city.
Yeah.
Anyway, look When Charlie and whoever he was with came through that door, it set off an alarm in reception.
But it took the security guard by which time the roof was empty.
Why did he need a quarter of an hour? Charlie worked for a company called WLF Traders Ltd.
Bit of a wild bunch, called themselves the Wolf Pack.
Booze, drugs parties, the lot.
Lift got jammed once, they found one of them with a naked woman.
Got to the stage where security turned a blind eye.
So by the time Charlie was standing up here, the Wolf Pack had cried wolf once too often.
Yeah.
The '80s was the decade of excess.
Not for me, it wasn't.
I heard the Glasgow Constabulary was a den of iniquity - Irn Bru, deep-fried Mars bars, Andy Stewart at Hogmanay Yeah, that's exactly what it was like.
So if anyone could get up here, there was plenty of opportunity.
What about motive? It was a cut-throat business.
Shouldn't be difficult to find somebody with a grudge.
- Where's this exchange now? - It disappeared 15 years ago.
Trading's done by computer now.
Well, so, where do we start? What do you think? Let's have a chat with the inquest witnesses.
Apparently he was having an affair with a nurse - Maddie.
- We'll start with her.
- Right, OK.
Miss Maddie Chung? We're with the Unsolved Crime and Open Case Squad.
You and Charlie Hayes went out together back in 1988.
We'd like to have a chat about it.
Carlton, I need to talk to these gentlemen.
Could we have some tea, please? Thank you.
Thank you.
Carlton is Charlie's son.
We were very different.
He was flash.
I wanted to change the world.
But we were both lost.
Then I got pregnant.
I thought that would be the end of it.
But Charlie took it as a sign.
Yeah, I can understand that.
He wanted us to be a family.
I never believed he took his own life.
Why not? He left an answerphone message.
It must've been just before he died.
There's no chance you've still got it? Carlton transferred it onto here.
He's good at that sort of thing.
Apart from Carlton it's the only bit of Charlie I still have.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I love you.
You were right all along.
I should've been by your side.
I'm out, finished.
I'm not gonna change my mind.
He was coming back to us.
I could hear it in his voice.
Well, it's a bit ambiguous.
That's why I didn't come forward.
I was just the pregnant girlfriend.
Nobody would have listened to me.
- But now it's murder.
- Yes.
Is it wrong to be pleased? Who do you think killed him? Those devils in the market, of course.
Any particular devil? I never went near his work.
It was vile.
They only cared about who made the most money.
But did Charlie tell you he was actually losing money? No.
Charlie always said he was making big profits.
And he was doing it for us.
Everything was big with Charlie.
It was a crazy time - just before Tian'anmen Square.
I had family in China.
I was worried about them.
But Charlie told me everything was going to be OK.
It wasn't.
Can I take a copy of this message? I want to help in any way I can.
Cindy, you worked for WLF back in the '80s.
But now you teach people how to make money trading futures? I can teach anyone how not to lose money.
If you manage that, you.
Can't help but make profits.
And you worked on the futures floor? Back then, that was all I wanted to do.
Then I saw I was being judged on the contours of my behind.
No place for a woman, eh? The only glass ceiling those guys knew was in a bar in Tokyo where the girls don't wear knickers.
So I became a backroom girl.
- But you knew Charlie Hayes? - No, not really.
So how come you gave evidence at his inquest? I was asked to explain his losses.
He'd placed a large bet on the market and lost when the tanks went into Tian'anmen Square.
- It nearly brought WLF down.
- His wife lost her house.
But he told his mistress he was making money.
Maybe he just wanted to get laid.
She was pregnant with his child, actually.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I didn't know.
Are you really saying somebody like me could make $1,000 a day doing this? Almost guaranteed.
And my system only costs £2,000.
You must come to one of my evenings.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
I love you.
You were right all along.
I should've been by your side.
I'm out, finished.
I'm not gonna change my mind.
It could just as easily be a suicide note.
Yeah.
But now we know it wasn't.
So Charlie had a lover.
Now he has a son.
And we've exposed a web of lies and oversights.
But we haven't found the spider yet.
Maybe it's a money spider.
Or a metaphor screaming for mercy.
Maddie's convinced Charlie was murdered.
She blames it on the "devils in the market".
Ah.
Walt Fontaine, Charlie's old boss, has just flown back into the UK.
WLF Traders still exists but now it's a hedge fund based in Essex.
- Essex? - County in the East of England.
Yeah.
Wow.
And where, I wonder, is Darth Vader.
He's behind you.
Quite an operation you've got here.
- Walt Fontaine.
- Ted Case.
- Danny Griffin.
- Steve McAndrew.
Hi.
These computers can do thousands of trades in milliseconds.
Gentlemen, please sit down.
We want to talk to you about Charlie Hayes.
Charlie Hayes.
- What a tragedy.
- Yeah.
He lost a load of your money.
Not my money.
Those boys were locals.
It was their own money.
I did keep ten per cent of what they made.
But Charlie, he was a diamond.
So where did you find this diamond? Charlie was working in a pub.
I didn't have a lot of use for plummy MBAs in those days.
But my boys were always in trouble.
One reason I got into computers as soon as I could.
Computers don't stay out to lunch till three o'clock.
And they don't have to be picked up from police cells.
They don't get pushed off tall buildings either.
Any grudges, rivalries? Yes, of course, all the time.
They all wanted to be top dog.
And I had just thrown them a bone.
I'd decided to run things from the office so I could trade electronically.
So I set a target.
The guy who made most money by the end of the month, well, he got to manage things for me down on the floor.
But it all got a bit out of hand.
So what happened? The day The day he died I came back from lunch and Charlie has a fat lip.
Of course, no one would tell me what had gone on.
So it's my guess it was in-house with another one of my boys.
Why didn't you tell this to the inquest? I needed them at work.
But I tell you who might know.
Andy Mackintosh.
- Partridge.
- Partridge? Sorry, they all had nicknames for one another.
Partridge was the Wolfpack's social secretary.
He followed me into computer trading.
But it didn't work out for him.
He's driving cabs now.
Right, well, thank you very much.
Oh, erm, by the way Have you any hot tips I could take a flutter on? I'm sorry, but the computers execute all the trades.
But in theory, it must be possible for a guy to make money day trading futures? What is it? What's that? - What? - What's up? I was running a simulation.
This guy's just taken it live.
- Can you not stop it? - How much has he sold? - Five yards of yen.
- How much is a yard? - A billion.
- A billion? - The market's moving.
- Shall I buy it, Walt? Yeah, get him to buy it.
Get me out of this, OK? Do it.
Covered at 108.
10.
So, er what's, like, you know What's the damage? How much does a police officer earn these days? $71,000.
You just made $71,000.
What? You know, some guys just have the knack.
We pay our traders a percentage.
I could write a cheque.
He can't accept it.
Oh, of course not.
You're a police officer.
Yeah, well, retired police officer.
- I'll take it now.
- Ah, good man.
Good man.
Well done.
- Harry.
- Steven, hi.
- Have you got a minute? - Er yes.
- Excuse me.
- Sorry.
Where is my photo? There is a bloody hole in my collection.
Don't worry, you'll get it back.
I want you to look at the original photos I've bought from you over the years.
- I need to cash some in.
- Really? - Yeah.
- Well, let's see.
He's been a bit too prolific, he's lost his mojo.
She She does greeting cards.
What about the old Glasgow shots you sold me? You told me these were better than a pension scheme.
- Did I say that? - Yeah.
Well, think about all the enjoyment you've had from them.
Never mind that.
I need some cash for a business opportunity.
- Really? How much? - Two grand.
Two OK.
Two grand for this this and this.
Are you kidding me? I've insured these for ten times that.
That's the answer.
A leaky pipe or a house fire, come to me for the valuation.
I'll pretend I didn't hear that.
So when do I get the picture back? Now they know it's murder on camera, the Hoxton crowd are snapping at my trouser legs to buy it.
I'm gonna make a killing, so to speak.
Don't worry, as soon as we catch the murderer, I'll get him to sign it for you.
Now cough up.
Fair enough.
Well, good evening.
I'll get you registered.
You can start in a day or two.
You are gonna be so rich.
Good news.
The security firm Walt hired caught a guy smashing the windscreen of Charlie's car the day he died.
They're gonna see if they can find anything else.
He's got to be our prime suspect.
I tracked down Andy Mackinstosh - Partridge.
He lives in Billericay.
Traded himself down to a bedsit.
Right.
Go see if he can shed any light on the fight on the floor.
OK.
Well, don't just stand there.
Sasha! Good to see you.
Hey, you're looking great.
- You do look good.
- Yeah.
So, how are you? Well, I'm not gonna play for England again this season.
But apart from that, yeah, I'm fine.
What's with the coffee and doughnuts? Oh, it's er Ted's idea.
When I wanted coffee and doughnuts, no one took notice.
Well, he does know how to make things happen.
- Oh? - Yes.
He's in his office.
His office? Oops.
Yeah, that's fantastic news.
Yeah, keep it coming.
Thank you.
- Er you must be DCI Miller.
- Sasha.
DCI Ex-DCI Ted Case.
So is this a social visit? No.
I'm back.
And I want to hit the ground running, so to speak.
It's a bit soon, isn't it? I mean, you've been shot, you're Traumatised? My teenage son's taking care of me.
That's far more traumatic.
Look, I appreciate you filling in.
But So that's it? I'm sure you'll be paid what's been agreed.
But we've just got our teeth into a case.
Oh, right.
Well, there's a spare desk outside.
- I've plenty to keep me busy.
- Yeah, well I'd rather you than me.
Wow! You've really made yourself at home here, haven't you? It's a bit creepy, isn't it? That houses my father's spirit.
And you don't want to upset him.
So, you've met Sasha? I certainly have.
They called me back.
The security guard who caught the guy taking a baseball bat to Charlie's Porsche.
He wanted to phone the police but Charlie stopped him.
Said it had all been a misunderstanding and had the car towed away.
To cover himself, the guard filed a report but kept a name.
One of the guys from the futures floor? Pete Dixon, a fireman for 40 years.
Died 2009.
He's got a daughter.
- I'm trying to track her down.
- Ted, it's - What? - Just, it's It's Gerry's desk.
Do you want me to get a priest to deconsecrate it? Or do you want to chuck me out like she did? Sasha chucked you out? What the hell's that? Why don't you go and find Partridge? You need the front cab, mate.
Andrew Mackintosh? Partridge? Calm down, we're not from the Benefits Office.
We need to ask you some questions about Charlie Hayes.
- Pickaxe? - Pickaxe? Can't remember why we called him that.
- His father was a miner? - You're sharper than you look.
And why do they call you Partridge? I look like David Cassidy.
Partridge Family.
Well, I used to, anyway.
Fancy a cuppa? Can you grab us a cheeseburger? - And a tea.
- OK.
A cheeseburger and a tea.
Made money for 18 years.
It was a doddle.
Standing in the pit, you could, like, see the flows.
Then it went electronic.
I was broke and divorced in three months.
Danny, sorry, they can't break a 20.
Oh.
Erm - Here.
- Good man, thanks.
- There you go, pal.
- Go on.
Pickaxe had this sixth sense, you know, about the markets.
Always seemed to know where they was heading.
- There we go.
- Oh, ta.
- Any change? - Oh, yes, sorry.
Sure.
- There you go.
- Thank you.
The day he died, Pickaxe had a fight on the floor, yes? That's right.
But it wasn't on the floor.
It was in the toilet.
I'd never seen Charlie lose it like that before.
And at Bison, wow! He really went for him.
You didn't know it was Bison? Where can we find this Bison? Good morning, gents.
So why do they call you Bison? We should have cut you Jocks loose while we had the chance.
We started out like Columbus.
Pioneers.
Band of Brothers.
Then for a little piece of history, we were like gods.
Maggie in power, the unions defeated.
And a prime slot on BBC News every time the shit hit the fan in the financial markets.
What about Pickaxe? How did he fit into the pantheon? Pickaxe was a trusted comrade, a hell of a trader.
Bollocks the size of wrecking balls.
You two had a fight the day he died.
Fights were par for the course in the pit.
Battle scars.
See that, hm? Someone stabbed me with a biro over four eurodollar contracts.
Well, this mythic encounter with Pickaxe happened in the toilets.
It must have been a dispute over the old marching powder.
We got pumped up ahead of the US unemployment data.
We thought it might be over a woman.
What about this competition to take over from Walt? Sounds like it got a bit out of hand.
Not really.
He lost his shirt over Tiananmen and the best man won.
Me.
I always imagined that was why Pickaxe went down all guns blazing like Butch Cassidy.
He didn't look much like Paul Newman when they scraped him off the pavement.
So where were you on the evening of 5th June, 1989? Wherever I said I was In the pub, I imagine.
Unless it was Christmas or Maggie's birthday.
Your late father, I think, took a baseball bat to somebody's car about 25 years ago - any chance you know something about it? That's great.
Do you think you maybe could come in for a chat? Wonderful.
Thanks very much.
DCI Case said you would only talk to a female officer.
I presume there's a reason why your dad went to the City.
And smashed up Charlie's car.
Yeah.
So why don't you tell me what happened, Gill? I was a trainee teacher.
The mortgage rate was 12%.
I was going to lose my flat.
A couple of us started moonlighting at a hostess bar in the City.
The money was good.
You just had to sit with a guy, get him to buy you champagne.
Then I got asked to perform at a party for a bunch of City boys.
The WLF? The Wolf Pack? It was the boss's birthday.
They told me to wear Chinese make-up and a nurse's outfit.
I was I was stripping and erm this guy came up.
He started sort of touching me.
He said his name was Charlie.
Everyone was laughing.
You're doing great.
Take your time.
Well, I looked around, I saw their faces.
I just thought, "What the hell am I doing here?" I shoved him out the way and I walked out.
And then Then I got dressed and I waited for my friends.
You know, safety in numbers.
But the girls started going into offices with these guys.
It's not what I'd signed up for.
So I tried to leave.
But Charlie was waiting.
He said he'd show me out.
God! I was just so stupid! You know, I followed him down some stairs.
And he said, "I've paid for you so you should be nice.
" I fought back.
But he raped you? Yes.
He had his hand over my mouth.
I kept on, you know, biting and fighting.
I was trying to breathe.
The feeling wouldn't go away and so I and so I told my dad.
I thought he'd be angry.
But he wasn't.
He took me back to the office.
Charlie wasn't there but we found his car.
And your dad smashed it up? But then then the owner of the car arrived and it wasn't him.
Gill can you see the man who raped you here? No No.
No, he was a big bloke.
They called him something else a nickname.
Try to remember, please.
Erm Off the top of my head, erm I can't.
I'm so sorry.
Ted, what's that? I'm sorry.
Nephew's school project.
His printer's broken.
Bison.
Bison.
So get this.
Bison's real name is Kevin Dodds.
- Form? - OK pubic hair alight with a match and créme de menthe.
Tasty.
Running across Ascot racecourse on Ladies Day in 1988.
There's a complaint he'd touched up a woman at Henley Regatta.
And early in 1988, a suspended sentence for stabbing a broker in the cheek with a fork at the Hurlingham Club.
- Must've been hungry.
- Then he rapes a stripper at his boss's birthday party.
So it wouldn't have been much of a stretch to move up to murder.
Has he stayed on the straight and narrow since? So property development isn't a crime? Charlie and Bison are rival traders.
Charlie hears Bison has raped Gill in his name.
So he confronts Bison in the toilets.
Walt breaks it up.
So Bison comes round to the office for round two and pushes Charlie off the roof.
Works for me.
Let's bring him in first thing tomorrow.
Keep up the good work, you've made really good pro No, no, don't say that.
I was just gonna say you've made good progress.
Ted thinks it's bad luck to say that.
What? I get shot and turn my back for five minutes and this place turns into a madhouse.
That was Partridge.
Bison has asked him to get the Wolf Pack together for a drink.
- Tonight.
- Why did he tell you that? Well, we threatened to put the Benefits Office onto him, so Is it worth us going down there? No.
They'd know who you were.
You'd stick out like a sore thumb.
Hello, love.
Yeah, I'm gonna be a bit late tonight.
No, I'm gonna have a drink with the team.
I'll give you a call when I'm on my way.
Love you.
Where to, mate? Ever heard of Stars In Their Eyes, Partridge? Well, tonight, Matthew, I'm gonna be an old mate of yours from the Wolf Pack.
Let's do a toast.
Let's do a toast.
- To Maggie! - To Maggie! Down in one! - Oi, oi! - Oi, oi! Oh, this is Headcase.
He went to Marbella in 1999.
Oi, oi.
The Leader! - Leader! - Leader! Let's get out now.
You're gonna get eaten alive.
All right? Hey! - Who's this? - Headcase.
I worked the booth late '80s and legged it to Marbella.
I don't remember you.
Of course you don't.
You were the big man on the floor.
I was a little man in a booth answering the phones.
And you were knee-deep in substances at the time, which I'm sure the ladies at Ascot would testify to.
If you worked in the booth, you must have had the initiation.
Oh, yeah.
I've still got a bald patch down there to prove it.
It tingles when I smell peppermint.
Want to have a look? OK, son.
How about a drink for the Leader and one for yourself? Pineapple? A futures trader never goes to the bar.
Do you remember the hand signals? Ask for two pints of lager.
Of course.
So, how about another one? With a packet of Worcester sauce flavoured crisps.
Eh? Only kidding.
You, my friend, are in! Aren't you joining in with the party? You don't get it, do you? These guys are like my family.
You know what? I'm counting to three.
And then I'm telling Bison.
One All right? two Come on, my little naughties.
Yes! Yeah, they were great days.
Of course, when I was there, it was just you and Pickaxe fighting it out to be top dog.
Poor sod.
I wish I hadn't have pushed him.
Not off the building - mentally.
I had to get in his head to beat him.
Yeah, of course.
Walt's party and the stripper.
That was genius.
Worked out better than I planned, that one.
I hire this stripper to needle him about his Chinese nurse.
And then my stripper comes on.
Pickaxe gives me an earful storms out.
She was a very good-Iooking girl, that stripper.
What a waste.
I had her.
She was up for it with an ugly bastard like you? She didn't have to be up for it.
It ain't my fault she didn't know what she'd signed up for.
Oi, oi! Bison! That man there is a copper! Ex-copper, actually.
Keep a cool head.
Ooh! Bison! I wouldn't if I were you.
- Come on.
- He's down, he's down.
No, not Maggie! No, not Maggie! No! - Thank you.
Morning.
- Good morning.
From now on, I would like to be known as Mochaccino Miller.
Doughnut, Ted? Ted stopped off for a drink with the Wolf Pack last night.
- Without back-up? - I figure it'd be easier to get Bison to talk if he thought I was one of them.
But I'm responsible for making sure you're properly equipped.
Otherwise I'm violating your human rights.
It's in the book I'm reading.
He certainly violated my human rights when he walloped me.
But he coughed to the rape, so I reckon he's our man.
Your confession of rape to my colleague was just banter? Yes.
It was the drink talking, I was pissed.
So was your colleague.
What do you know about the murder of Charlie Hayes? Why would I kill Pickaxe? I liked him.
He was a good trader till that Chinese nurse got him thinking about people.
- You didn't like her? - He was a wolf.
He should've been thinking about money.
When I got the blue jacket, I'd have had him back on the team.
The blue jacket? Walt's blue jacket was the prize for winning the contest.
Tell me, why would I kill him? It's often hard to establish a clear motive for murder.
In your case, we've got two.
Charlie was a rival for Walt's job, and you'd raped a woman using his name.
When Charlie attacked you at the exchange, did he threaten to call the police? So you followed him back to the office and killed him? I didn't go back to the building that night.
You can check with that bird in the office.
They called her Anita or something.
We've spoken to all the staff- those that are still alive.
You want to know where I was when Pickaxe got murdered? He was gonna go to the police.
So I promised him I'd bung the girl a few grand.
I was delivering the money to her in Leytonstone.
And why would you bung her a few grand? I was young and stupid.
And drunk.
Are you saying the sex you had wasn't altogether consensual? Yes.
Kevin Dodds.
I'm arresting you for the rape of Gillian Dixon on 1 st June, 1989.
Don't worry, you're telling us now.
You've done absolutely brilliantly, Gill.
Thank you.
Gill Dixon confirms she met Bison at 7pm in Leytonstone on 5th June, 1989.
He paid her five grand.
Been better if she'd told us that earlier.
The Rape Unit are confident they'll get a conviction.
But of course, that means Bison couldn't have killed Charlie.
He reckons he was caught up with Maddie in some sort of a battle for Charlie's soul.
Do you ever think of trading futures yourself? No chance.
It's a mug's game.
Did you move that? - What? - Well, the thing.
No, of course not.
Wasn't it According to the PM report, when Charlie fell he was wearing a blue jacket.
The blue jacket was the prize for winning your traders' contest? Yes.
So how come Charlie was wearing it the day he died? I'd just given it to him.
He was going to take over from me.
He'd just lost $ ½ million.
We didn't know about it then.
We thought he was making money.
Go on.
He'd started to make losses, so he opened another account, put all his losing trades in there.
So Charlie was a rogue trader? Effectively, yes.
Why didn't you tell the inquest? Our infrastructure was a mess.
We might have been closed down.
And what good would it have done? Everybody was saying that he'd killed himself.
Your infrastructure was a mess? How? How? It was the '80s! This was pre-Leeson.
All the traders' money was in one big pot.
And as long as there was enough in the pot to cover losses, the party went on.
We were just very fortunate Charlie's estate were able to pay for his losses.
Yeah, you were! Everyone keeps telling us what a great trader Charlie was, and yet he lost all this money, he died because of it, but there are no records of the trades he made that got him into this mess.
- No checks, no balances.
- No.
Not any more.
That's convenient.
Charlie got distracted.
His oriental lady.
Yeah let's all blame Maddie.
Is there someone we can talk to? Who paid the money out, kept the books? Honestly, I just can't remember.
We hired people because they were cheap.
Erm I do remember we employed a lot of Antipodeans back then.
Maybe one of them was called Anita? No, that doesn't ring any bells.
So who is Anita? I thought Bison had made her up.
No, Bison mentioned her when he needed an alibi, but Walt was definitely lying when he said he didn't know her.
There are no records of any Anita on the staff lists.
I went out with a futures trader once.
Steve, can I borrow your computer? So, tell us about these losses, Dan.
Charlie wanted to look successful but he was losing money.
So he created a secret account and put all the losses in there.
Staying in credit by overdrawing on a secret credit card? Exactly.
When the two accounts were reconciled, there was a debt.
Charlie's estate had to pay that debt.
His wife lost the house, everything.
I'll contact the stock exchange, see if they have any records.
Anita Harris.
I used to watch her on Worzel Gummidge.
You mean Anita Harris worked on the trading floor? No, these futures guys had nicknames for each other.
That's what my futures trader used to call me.
Cockney rhyming - Anita Harris, nice Of course! How did I miss that? - Arse? It doesn't even rhyme.
- No, it's double rhyming slang.
'Arris is short for Aristotle, Aristotle rhymes with Bottle.
Bottle is short for Bottle and Glass.
And your Bottle and Glass is your arse.
Got it, Braveheart? No, it can't be.
He didn't invent it, Steve.
Before you think you're so clever, it was Una Stubbs in Worzel Gummidge, not Anita Harris.
I've got to check on something.
- Hello.
- Oh, hi.
- Your account's all set up.
- Look, erm - I need a refund.
- Why? I just need this money back.
I'll tell you why later.
You must have a cooling-off period? We don't do refunds.
But you are gonna be rich.
Let me come back to that.
When you were on the futures floor, you didn't want to be judged by the contours of your behind.
Yes.
So what's changed? Why do you want your money back? You tell me Anita.
So the stock exchange came through? Yeah, then I went to Goldman for some help.
This was the market that Charlie was trading, and these crosses are the trades.
Things had been moving his way for weeks.
The massacre at Tian'anmen Square made him a fortune.
Info he wouldn't have wanted to share with Maddie.
What about the other account? What was he losing on? Well, that's the thing.
I'm not sure he was.
But one thing does worry me.
Charlie said to Maddie, "Everything's going to work out fine in Tian'anmen Square.
" What do you do if your partner's upset about something? Reflective listening.
It's a counselling technique.
It helps her process the information and autonomously attain an understanding of the issue.
OK, what would a normal human being do? Just say, "Everything's all right," wouldn't he? Anita is in the interview room.
Anita? You couldn't hack it on the floor? I wasn't given a chance.
So you ended up looking after the trading accounts.
If Charlie was making heavy losses, you must have known.
When Walt took me off trading, I lost interest.
Well, this is Charlie trading from the floor.
But the trades on the secret account came from the office.
Well, he couldn't have been in two places at once.
I don't think these are Charlie's accounts.
Were you invited to Walt's birthday party on 1 st June? Of course not, it was disgusting.
Oh.
Well This trade was timed during the party.
Everyone authorised to trade was there.
- Except you.
- It must be a mistake.
No, there's no mistake.
This is your account.
They wouldn't let you trade on the floor so you were trying to prove them wrong.
And I would've done, but it was that crazy week, Tian'anmen Square.
You had no money so you used the traders' fund to cover the loss.
Except there was nothing left in the pot, was there? Charlie's money was all that was keeping that company afloat.
If he withdrew his cash, that was you found out and the end of WLF.
No, your only way out was to kill Charlie and put your losses on him.
It wasn't like that.
So, what was it like, Cindy? Charlie was being weird.
But he'd won the competition.
He'd won the blue jacket.
Walt asked him to put it on.
But he wasn't celebrating.
He was in a really strange mood.
So Walt asked me to get him a drink, cheer him up.
Go on.
I found him watching the massacre on television.
He said this was how he made money, out of killing children.
Suddenly he wanted to close his account.
Well, there's no way that could happen.
It would have brought WLF down.
I panicked.
I went and told Walt what I'd done.
I told him Charlie had lost it.
He was gonna walk.
Mm-hm? What did Walt do? He told me to go home.
What happened next? Walt called later.
He said Charlie had jumped before he could stop him.
He told me to switch accounts, so that Charlie's estate would cover my losses.
He said it had to be business as usual, otherwise he'd make sure I went to prison.
What in your heart of hearts do you think happened on that roof? The inquest said it was suicide.
Based on your evidence.
To survive in this industry you can't dwell on things.
You need to think of the future.
You've got to come with me, Walt.
You're not even a police officer.
You can't arrest me.
I bet your private jet is all cleared and ready for take-off.
We need to have a proper conversation.
There's more money than you ever dreamed of in that rucksack.
This is not really a rucksack.
It's more of a holdall.
This could make you a player.
A real player instead of a guy who's seen better days in a cheap jacket.
So here's what's gonna happen.
I'm gonna turn around and I'm gonna count to five.
And when I turn back, you, and this whatever you want to call it, are not going to be here.
Are you ready? One two three four five.
Prick.
This is not a cheap jacket.
And this is not a rucksack.
What else have you got wrong, Walt? - Er Dan? - Yeah? How did this get here? Oh, don't worry about that.
Listen, I have something I need to say.
Well, you must know how I feel about you by now.
I just wanted to say I have missed you so much.
Oh, Dan, I'm really flattered.
But the thing is, I I wasn't talking to you.
No, no, I'm so sorry.
I-I don't miss you.
I mean, I did miss you No, Fiona, I'm talking to Sasha.
I do miss you, I just said No, you see, I'm trying to talk to two people at once.
That's it.
Fiona? Hi, it's Sasha.
I should be by your side.
I'm out I'm out by your side Got you.
You're saying you were not on the roof with Charlie Hayes, that this could not possibly be you? I never went on the roof.
I was in my office when I heard he'd jumped.
Did you know that whilst he was out there, he left an answerphone message to his girlfriend? I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, I love you.
You were right all along.
I should have been by your side.
What's this got to do with me? Well, we couldn't make sense of the rest of the message.
I'm out, finished.
I'm not gonna change my mind.
That bit was to you.
Now, in between, it just sounds like interference.
But if we amplify the volume and we filter out the noise of the aircraft Hello, Charlie.
Hello, Charlie That's you.
I didn't push him.
I just went out there to ask him to stay.
Can you stand on this chair for me, please? It's fine.
Please.
So, how did it go, hm? You'd just given him your blue jacket, and he wants to pull the plug on all you've worked for.
So, you tell him Cindy's got you in a jam, and you want him to help you, just like you helped him back when he was nothing.
Christ, where would he be without you, eh? "Come on, Charlie, this ain't you.
Give us a year.
Six months, come on.
Leave your money where it is.
Let's do great things together!" - I'm saying nothing.
- As is your right.
What was Charlie saying, eh? He was spouting all that stuff the Chinese nurse had put in his head.
Tian'anmen Square, eh? All those people dead, market full of devils.
Charlie, though, had made his mind up.
There's nothing you can do to change Charlie's mind.
Come on, Walt.
You're the boss, eh? He's facing you, he's giving you all this stuff, eh? The City's behind him, it's yours for the taking! He's got his phone in one hand.
That's it, yeah.
Yeah.
He's asking you to drink his champagne, ain't he? Did he tell you he's gonna be a daddy? He did, didn't he? The worst day of your life, and this numpty wants you to drink champagne because he's got some Chinese nurse up the duff.
He's about to piss his career away and yours for that.
Hm? Did you tell him you need a bit of space, as you did with Cindy? Or did you just eh take the bottle off him? Have a swig, eh, just to shut him up? - You did, didn't you? - Please.
Yeah.
I bet he was smiling.
I bet he had a big, stupid grin on his face.
And all he wanted was a hug, eh? He's getting very close to you.
Please, stop this.
"Oh, Walt, eh? Walt! Oh, we've been through so much together, Walt.
Come live with me.
Live in my nomadic tent.
I love you, Walt.
Walt, no hard feelings, Walt, I love you!" Cor! Cor! So you pushed him? Yes.
Are you saying you killed Charlie Hayes? We were friends.
We were all friends when we started out.
The money.
The money Ted.
We're a man down and the boys think really highly of you.
Why don't you stay? I'd love to, but I can't.
I'm on a promise.
Who to, Cirque du Soleil? No, no, a little orange camper van and the open road.
But thanks for the offer.
Pat? About this trip.
Well, the team I'm working with, they reckon they're gonna be lost without me.
A 2,000 quid expenses bill? I mean, you've got to be kidding.
I financed that sting on Cindy out of my own pocket.
- It cracked the case.
- Don't be ridiculous.
Um Ted Ted, um I'm I'm so sorry.
That was um a complete accident.
My dad's spirit.
Anything we can do, Ted? Well, I suppose we could ask his pardon.
If we er So he can pass on You know, we don't want his restless soul haunting us.
Look, let's just link hands and form a circle, eh? You got to be kidding? If this is what Ted needs, this is what we do.
Now, repeat after me, "Perdoname, Papa.
" - Your father was Spanish? - No, the figure was Mexican.
- Spanish-speaking.
- Let's get it over with.
- What was it? - Perdoname, Papa.
- Perdoname, Papa.
- Keep looking at the figure.
Perdoname, Papa.
Yes, I'm feeling his love! - Perdoname, Papa.
- I'm feeling his love, yes! Yes, he's forgiven us! - Oh, good.
- Yeah.
And er while you're all here I'd just like to say I've persuaded Pat to hold off on the camper van trip.
So if the job's still open, I'd like to say yes.
That's fantastic news! Ted, congratulations.
Welcome to the team.
- Welcome.
- Thank you.
That's terrific, Ted.
That's great.
So, erm Well, a little celebration, I suppose.
What's that? My dad's spirit - tequila.
Do you fancy a shot? You bastard! Happy New Year 2016 - New Year, New Color ;-)