Criminal Record (2024) s02e05 Episode Script

Listen, I had someone message just now.
They said, and I quote:
"Maybe you're the problem.
You and your fellow dinosaurs
who can't let go of the past."
That's British manners for you!
Apparently we're the problem.
Kyle, what-what do you say to that?
No, sir. We are not the problem.
We have been provoked
into a civilizational war
we cannot, cannot lose,
and I am with you, soldier. I am with you.
We are aligned in this global struggle.
We are watching
what is going down in London,
how you're calling out all these lies.
And I And I am with you. And I
We We are honored,
honored to serve at your side.
'Cause do you know what, Kyle?
Personally, I quite like my way of life,
and I will die for it.
They arrested me the other day.
Nice try, lads.
Everything you do only makes us stronger.
Fuck the police.
When I think of you
My heart remembers
All the love we've ever had
All the love we've ever had
Just me and you
When I think of you
Just me and you
Just me and you
Just me and you
How did you know where I lived?
But I have
a very particular set of skills.
Anyone could've seen.
Yeah?
Yeah.
- Jesus.
- I get that a lot.
Okay.
- What?
- Miss you.
Stop.
Seriously, you got to stop
calling me like this.
- It's like you're bordering on stalker.
- You called me.
Yeah, whatever. Jesus. I'll see you later.
It's all hands on deck
for this missing boat, remember?
Yeah, okay.
- I'll see you at work.
- See you.
It's a 30-foot tugboat.
Black and white.
Answers to the name Alfie Buchanan.
Copy that.
Last seen heading east of Wapping.
Obs only.
Locate and call it in.
Do not approach or board the vessel.
So it's true then?
You really think
they're hidden on that boat?
That's the intel, so fingers crossed.
Keep your eyes peeled.
Southwark Bridge
to London Bridge all clear.
Moving on to Tower Bridge. Over.
Wapping embankment all clear.
Moving on to Ratcliff. Over.
Hey, hey, hey. Stop. Stop. Stop.
Got you.
Did you find it? Did you find the boat?
Yeah, we're on our way now.
And how many detonators did you see, Bill?
Six, seven?
I told you they're building bombs.
Fire starters.
It was fucking unreal, man.
Just relax.
This is good. This is good work.
So what happens now?
Bomb squad are on their way.
They'll go in, they'll search the boat,
seize any materials, make the arrests
and then you, my friend,
you are home and dry by dinnertime.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
It's the last stretch. Hang in there.
- You good, yeah?
- Morning, boss.
How we doin'?
Evacuating now.
- Explosives team?
- Risk assessment.
- Divas.
- I'll chivvy 'em along.
Hi, Bren. Where are we?
This way, sir.
Okay, get everyone off the boats.
Keep them away from the jetty.
Copy that.
Roll back. At least 100 meters.
Keep them away from the subject vessel
until Pavel gives the all clear.
- Understood?
- Moving now.
Make sure those boats are clear.
All right, listen up. Nice and calm.
Radio silence.
We are covert obs, remember?
Repeat, radios off. Leave no trace.
We're ready to move in on your mark.
Boss, I'll let you know
when we're clear to proceed.
You know what? I feel like
I'm hearing Cosmo in my sleep.
Have a listen.
Huh? What about them that forget then?
Right, see there.
I can still see him, walking off that day,
dressed up in his dapper little jacket,
all zipped up to his chin, you know.
He looked up at me, watching him
from my window and he waved,
like like he knew he wasn't coming back.
What's wrong here?
Do you know how long
Len Baker resides at number 5?
Three months.
Moves out in October '93.
That's three years
before he blew up the pub.
Hang on a minute.
So, Cosmo didn't even know this guy?
Yeah, and yet here he is wavin' him off
in his wee jacket.
Hang on a sec, he's just makin' it up?
I said it, so it must be true.
God knows what he believes.
Evacuation complete, boss.
Pavel, over to you.
We are seconds away
from the subject vessel.
Okay, trying the door now.
It's locked.
Guys, keys. Look for keys.
Got them.
Yep. Okay.
You're looking for a green case.
No sign yet
Hang on.
Yeah, I can see the case.
It's empty.
Repeat, Jen.
They're not in there.
They're not in the case.
All units stand down.
The detonators are not on the boat.
Either Billy's made it all up
or they've been off-loaded overnight.
Pavel, run the boat for forensics.
Maybe there's physical evidence.
Copy that. Forensics standing by.
Base to Unit V4,
Blue Eyes and subject 2 are leaving
the flat and heading your way.
Unit 4 receiving. Eyes on subject two.
- Boss?
- Come in, Finn.
Billy and Nigel are on the move.
Wait, where are they going?
Are they coming to the marina?
No. Heading east by the looks of it.
Tailing now.
Stay on them.
Maybe they'll lead us to the detonators.
- There he is
- Oi oi.
the baby-faced assassin.
What's happening?
- Going on a little trip.
- Hello, mate.
Anywhere nice?
I mean, you know, sort of
celebration/boot camp sort of thing.
Sorry I'm late. I had work.
- Work? Work was it?
- Yeah.
How you passed your DBS checks
with that face is a national disgrace.
What are we celebrating?
Who wants to tell him?
People waking up to the truth, mate.
People? What people?
Good people. The right sort of people.
Finally paying some attention.
Sorry, what is that?
It's called a brioche.
A brioche? It looks horrible.
We've eaten anyway.
- Billy--
- Billy, you jump in with us.
- Jump in front with me.
- Follow us, yeah?
Yeah, yeah, lad.
Cos, can I have a word, mate?
It's important.
No, not now. Jump in the minibus.
No worries. It can wait.
Tell you what, mate. Have that.
- Finn, update please.
- On the move.
Convoy heading east.
Subject 1's car and the minibus.
Sian, how are we doing? Are you in?
Roger that. Blue Eyes's phone engaged.
Signal is clear. We are listening now.
"Celebration/boot camp"?
JP.
They're off on a jolly, and why not?
Cosmo's having a moment. He's famous.
- He's a celeb.
- Yeah. Celeb/knobhead.
I want you to go and tail them.
Take over from Finn.
Draft Sian in for tech support.
You as well.
Oh, come on.
Send him to babysit the asset.
Listen, the bomb-maker's gone MIA.
I can't afford to lose anyone else.
Where's June?
She had to go down to Hackney nick.
What for?
Some trouble with Cerys's mother.
Shouting and screaming
about Billy Fielding.
Murderer on the loose.
- Ashley Jones?
- Yeah.
- Outside Hackney nick again?
- That's right.
And why is June
getting involved with that?
Okay.
JP!
Mind how you go with her.
With
June.
It won't end well.
Oh, yeah, why's that?
'Cause you're too soft.
Hiya.
- Where is she?
- Back of the van.
Thanks.
Ashley.
Come on. It's either me or the magistrate.
And I've got a thousand places to be. So
Oh, shit.
- What?
- Trail mix.
Oi! K Bomb,
pass up the trail mix, will ya?
- Moody!
- What the fuck?
- Do you know what that is?
- What?
Sit in the back seat
with Cosmo like a princess.
Now, he's gotta slum it
with the likes of us, haven't ya?
Second best, aren't you, bruv?
Fuck's sake. Lobbing it
at the fucking window like that.
Do you wanna get in there?
Bananas are good.
- I didn't get any.
- Didn't get any?
- Go on. Get in there.
- Fucking coconut.
And, Kieran, don't fucking throw it
- again, mate. Make us crash.
- There we go.
Innocent lives. Innocent-- Innocent lives.
What are you? A toddler?
Go ahead.
All right, Ashley, I think I'm
Ashley, I--
I'm needed at work.
I'll check in on you later.
Sorry.
I don't like all that fighty-fighty.
Fighty-fighty?
Yeah.
It's just there's
this voice in me head saying
"That's how you keep hold of her,"
you know?
Yeah.
Yeah, I do know. I do understand.
But sometimes, Ashley,
don't you just wanna
You know, just
I tried.
I went along.
You know, but it was all about him.
We're all dancing round
his fucking pain like
You went along?
Prison. To see Billy.
Kiss and make up, you know.
But it's a scam.
I'm gonna I'm sorry,
I have to go, but I'll be in touch, okay?
Just pass me that water there,
will you, June?
Cheers.
- Hello.
- Hi.
So I heard that you are
on lost cause patrol.
Hand holder.
Thought that sort of thing
was beneath you.
Yeah, well, I'm plumbing new depths
these days, aren't I?
Yeah, it's been a tough couple of days.
- But we're getting close.
- Is that right?
Yeah. And once the op is over, you know,
you will get your man.
Suffolk Square, I mean.
Yeah. I know what you mean.
I gave you my word, and I stand by that.
Did you see him this morning?
- Who?
- The Cosmonaut.
"Fuck the police"?
Yeah, I know, but we are very close.
Despite today's banana skin with the boat,
we are shutting him down once and for all.
What? What's on your mind, June?
Ask me anything.
Oh, don't tempt me.
And is the victim's mother okay?
She has a name.
Ashley.
Yeah. Right.
And is she She saying anything?
Oh, yeah.
Quite the trip down memory lane.
But she she took something
to calm her down.
So
That's good. Memory lane.
Right, well
I'll I'll make a move.
Yeah. Soon as you can.
We're spread thin as it is.
Sorry, Ash.
All right, baby girl.
When you said before that you went to the
prison to meet with Billy. When was that?
- About three months ago.
- Right.
It was a scam.
A scam? Why did you say that?
It was a setup.
Yeah?
- Yeah.
- How do you mean? "Setup"?
Nobody said anything
till literally the last second.
Yeah? Then what?
They said it would be
good for me to see him.
That it'd give me some peace.
But when I got there,
I found out that if I sat down with him,
and he showed contrition
They'd let him out early because of me.
I couldn't have done that to her.
Ashley, who told you that?
Who told you it was a setup?
Ashley, who was it?
My good Samaritan.
How we doing, Sian?
Any advance on those detonators?
Nothing yet, but y'know, work in progress.
What's on the menu tonight, Nige?
Hopefully a bit of venison.
What's up, lad?
What are you thinking about?
Nothing.
You thinking about her again?
No.
Sweet.
I'll tell you what, I wish
I wish we could bring her back
just so I can murder her again.
Her and her junkie slag of a mum.
I'm kidding, Billy.
Kidding.
I wouldn't touch her with a barge pole.
I wouldn't touch her with yours, Nige.
And that is saying something.
Boss, the subjects have parked up
here in Thetford Forest.
Okay. Thanks, Kim. Set up and observe.
Copy that.
Sian, we're setting up
just north of the subjects' location.
Sending you a pin now.
Receiving. I'm on my way.
Yeah, there was
a little bit of aggro there.
Yeah.
I knew I was gonna win though.
Bit of road rage.
I wouldn't call it that.
Make my bed.
I'm bloody starving.
Thought I told you later? Get it done now,
and we ain't gotta do it later.
Okay, I've got eyes on our boy.
- JP?
- I'm literally
JP?
I'm literally stood in the middle of the
woods with, like, actual bugs and shit.
Yeah but, where is--
- What?
- Where is
What? I can't June?
Listen, JP, it is happening again.
I knew He's lying.
I don't exactly know
what is going on, but--
I'm literally
I'm getting every fifth word.
- Fuck.
- June.
- June.
- Look, this
Look, this isn't working.
I need to see you.
Not really.
Can you get down here?
We're short as it is.
I'll share my location. Hang on.
- Right, I got it.
- All right, whatever it is,
- we'll figure it out, yeah?
- Yeah.
- All right.
- See you.
All right. Bye.
Yeah. It's some sort of
army camp, barracks.
It's pretty abandoned.
What's the news with you?
Oh, you know briefing the eighth floor.
- God help me.
- Can you hear me? Boss?
Balls.
- Lose him?
- Yeah.
Sian! What took you so long?
Yeah, thanks for your help, Kim.
What's going on here? Car boot sale?
We've lost audio on Billy's phone.
- What do you mean?
- How is that even possible?
Signal's down. He's in a dead zone.
- Shit.
- So we improvise.
Here. What do you think?
- Go on.
- Old school.
Testing, testing.
Eins, zwei, drei.
Calm down.
It's a hedge in Essex,
not the Berlin wall.
Just point and click.
You'll soon get the hang of it.
Come on, let's get closer.
Here. Au revoir, Sian. Au revoir.
Where's your coat?
Oh, I didn't bring one obviously.
Where's yours?
Where's your coat?
I don't feel the cold.
The fuck you asking me for then?
Well, to keep Just Just come on.
- Well, who would've thought Bambi
- Lovely, mate.
- would be so tasty.
- Is it?
- Fucking gorgeous.
- Hope so.
You heard of seasoning?
You heard of gratitude?
- No, I'm all right.
- No?
- All right, eat up.
- No, I'm all right.
- All right, eat up.
- Any more, Kieran?
Not him. He's had enough.
- Fucking hell. That's harsh.
- None for you.
That's not right. That is harsh.
Oh, yeah. Go on then. Pass it along.
You want mine?
What've you got there?
Save your sloppy meat for your girlfriend.
He's got a girlfriend.
Didn't he say?
- Fuck off.
- It's true.
Call her if you like.
- You what?
- Yeah.
I got her number and all.
What is it?
What is it? I don't know.
Oh, yeah, 999.
You what, mate?
Your friend here, yeah?
He's working for the police.
What? You're nuts, mate.
He's fucking mental.
Yeah, and you're a fucking rat.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
You really are!
- And you're sweating like a fucking pig.
- Yeah? Yeah? Yeah?
- Come on. Hey!
- Get off!
- Come here!
- Come on, get him!
- Sit down! Sit down!
- Down.
You stay there! Don't you fucking move!
Her name's June Lenker.
Shit.
- Who?
- Her name's June Lenker!
- What the fuck?
- Dalston CID.
- Call the boss.
- Shit.
- Go on, call him, call him.
- Shit, I've got no signal.
Sian?
Sian, we've got a fucking code red here.
Look, look, there she is.
- What the fuck?
- I've got a picture of her. Look.
Look there. See?
- Fuck!
- Shut up!
Who's that?
Fucking never seen her before in my life.
- No?
- No.
Oh, my God.
I saw her.
Did you hear that?
- What?
- That's the signal.
Cough three times. We gotta go in.
- And do what?
- Get him out.
- I swear, I saw her.
- You saw her where?
When he ran off, he went MIA, remember?
Listen to me.
They are gonna hang him
from a fucking tree.
Sian, we're gonna need
firearm support ASAP,
like right fucking now!
Copy. Firearms support requested.
- How long?
- They're saying 30 minutes.
- Thirty?
- Oh, fuckin' hell!
We went looking,
and I went in that block of flats.
- What fucking flats?
- With the
With the delivery.
The flat Billy was hiding out in.
And this this
this bitch! Listen to me, okay?
She was going into the same flats
he was hiding in.
- I saw her on the fucking walkway!
- This is bullshit!
- Shut up!
- Well, he's chatting shit.
Sorry, is anyone following this
'cause I'm a bit fucking confused?
She was all like, "Oh, I live here.
What are you doing here?
What flat you after?"
- She's police!
- He's lying. He's a fucking liar, man.
It's the same woman!
You got a frog in your throat?
He's signaling again.
- JP, listen, there's five of them.
- See?
They've got a fucking crossbow.
It's funny how you never said
any of this before though, Kieran.
I thought she was a neighbor.
Yeah. She's
It was last night,
I saw this-this picture of her.
- I saw it.
- Right, right. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
'Cause that makes
no fucking sense at all, does it?
Ask him about the knife.
- What fucking knife?
- The Suffolk Square knife
He stole it out of the locker!
To take to the fucking police
for all I know!
The police Billy?
What's he talking about?
It's what I'm saying, Cos. He's a rat!
- Fuck is wrong with you?
- He is.
He's a fucking rat!
Well, if I'm a rat, where are they?
Where's the police?
'Cause if I'm a rat, I'll tell you what,
I'd have you all in chains.
You most of all.
I mean, I ain't like you, yeah.
I ain't pissing about.
I'm a killer, me.
I'm on the run.
I'm Billy the fucking Kid.
What have you ever done?
What have you ever done?
Face paint, yeah? Yeah?
The fucking state of you.
I thought I thought there was a war on!
I thought I thought we were soldiers.
So when are we gonna stop whining
like a little bitch and do something?
Fight!
But I saw her.
Shut up!
Down. Get down.
What's going on?
This. This is what we came here for.
He's right, lads.
The police, they're gunning
for me now, aren't they?
They're smelling the blood.
So what what do we do?
We should strike first.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
While they're still
putting their fucking boots on.
Marco, welcome to the party, mate!
- All right. You too.
- Good to see ya.
All right, come on.
I got everything set up for you
- Hopefully, good.
- Shit,
that's Marco, our Suffolk Square killer.
- Sian, how long?
- Still 20 minutes.
- You all right, Marco? You good?
- Yeah.
Did you bring everything?
Are they all in there?
All right, who wants to blow shit up then?
You hungry, mate? 'Cause we got
we got some venison left over.
- After.
- Okay.
What's he got in there?
Explosives.
Yes.
- Kim.
- It's Subject 7.
Marco, the Suffolk Square killer,
he's right fucking here.
And he's got a fucking bomb
in the back of his van.
Says he has. Looks like they're gonna
I don't know, trigger it right here
in the fucking woods.
- Where's Firearms?
- Miles away.
Useless as chocolate fucking teapots.
Where's the asset?
He's with them. He's
What?
He's okay, ish, I think.
Are we being recorded?
No, no, no, no, no, no. I'm on the burner.
- So what do we do?
- Nothing.
Nothing? No, I don't
Run the comms. Let it play out.
They do test. Light up the
Boss?
Let me. Here, let me.
Yeah, so I know how.
- Yeah?
- Yeah, when we go for real.
- Yeah?
- Yeah. Whatever you want, I'm there.
- Cos.
- What? What? It's fine.
All right, Billy the Kid.
All right. You're up, mate. Come on.
All right, show us what you're made of.
Take the bag.
Easy.
That's it.
- Okay, good lad. Ready?
- Yeah, yeah, I'm ready.
So, do we make the arrest or not?
We got this.
What are you doing?
Stay back, eyes open, mouth shut.
All right. It's a It's a smart move.
All right. Come.
Right, just Let's get back.
It's a fucking bomb.
There is no downside.
What do you He's our asset.
What if he blows himself up?
Please leave your message after the tone.
To rerecord your message,
key hash at any time.
Hi, it's me again. Where are you?
I'm right by the pin.
Now set it down.
Easy, like a glass of milk.
I can't fucking hear 'em.
No.
No, no. This cannot be happening.
No.
Fuck Sian, our comms are down.
Come on, JP, pick up.
Go on.
Careful.
You know what, fuck this.
Chrissake, man. What are you doing?
He's our asset.
Hey, JP. Fuck.
Wire it up.
Like this.
Where are you?
That's the number.
You clear the area, okay?
And when I tell you, press call.
Nothing to it.
Billy?
- Lads!
- Billy!