Criminal Record (2024) s02e06 Episode Script

1
Fuck!
It's okay. We're almost there.
- Fuck! Shit.
- Just breathe, JP.
You have to keep breathing.
Is Billy okay?
I gave you the knife.
I thought you were looking out for me.
Listen, nothing has changed.
The deal still stands.
This phone that you've got in your hand,
you guard it with your life, right?
But if for whatever reason
you can't get to your phone
and you feel personally in danger,
just give us a signal.
- Signal? What?
- Yeah, just make a fist with your hand,
put it over your mouth,
give us three short coughs. Show me.
Fucking never seen her before in my life.
- No?
- No.
Oh, my God.
I saw her.
- Saw her where?
- When he ran off he went MIA.
And we went looking…
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 is he? How is JP?
He's in the HDU in Saint Katherine's.
Paramedics take him in?
No.
I did.
What did the doctor say?
Um, they're still running tests,
but, um, he needs help with his breathing,
he's got lung damage,
burns all over his back, bruised ribs.
And that's about all of it.
- Excuse me. Forgive me.
- Yeah.
Dan.
- Where are they now?
- Cosmo?
Um, he's on his way back to the gym.
The gang regrouped at a café off the M11.
We're keeping our distance.
Surveillance are watching them.
Can I just, uh…
Can I just say that last night was, uh…
was calamitous…
and personally for me it was humbling.
Well, that's a first.
June, did JP… Was he, um…
Was he able to tell you what happened?
No. He was in and out
of consciousness. So…
So, any idea what possessed him
to go running into that building?
You know JP, he's a spring lamb.
Uh, well, he was.
I told him not to, but he was concerned
about the well-being of the asset.
Uh, duty of care. All that.
Well, glad to hear it.
Indeed. Um, we've let Ella know.
Ella?
Girlfriend?
Uh, fiancée.
- He's getting married?
- Yeah.
Wedding bells later this year.
Uh, she's on the first flight home
from… is it Norway?
Iceland. I think.
Okay. Kim…
…do you wanna walk us through?
Yeah. I, uh…
- Yeah, I've got a statement.
- Yeah?
Yeah. It's all written down,
so you can, uh…
Here's the thing.
I left my reading glasses in the car.
Right. Okay, um…
Yeah.
So, it's my opinion that the ordnance
was detonated by accident.
- Really?
- Yeah. I mean,
we're gonna have
to wait for Craig's report,
but, uh, yeah, from what I observed…
accident.
- Uh, misadventure.
- But following the explosion
No, don't look at him.
You made no attempt
to extract or interdict.
We had Firearms still en route.
I had a fellow officer down.
That was my number one priority.
Anyone else in the building?
- Uh, besides JP?
- Correct.
Uh, Billy.
- Billy.
- Yeah.
- The asset?
- Ma'am
- Is he all right?
- Well, he was, uh…
he was cut up pretty bad.
You know. He… He was…
Yeah, no major injuries, you know?
- Thank God.
- Anyone else?
No. Just the…
Just the two of them and, um…
uh, and, uh, Subject Seven.
Subject Seven?
Kim, we are not on police radio now.
So who or what is Subject Seven?
Marco Rivelli.
- What?
- Rivelli?
Our bomb maker?
Our suspect from Suffolk Square was there?
Sorry.
Why… Why…
…am I only hearing about this now
for the first time?
Ma'am, it's a fast-moving situation.
I mean, I was just briefed as I was
coming in by Craig from the FEL team.
- They're still out there in the woods.
- Right. And what did he say?
Rivelli was killed instantly by the blast.
He's dead?
Yeah. I'm afraid so.
Can we expect a postmortem?
Well, it's, uh, Craig's view
from the pattern of his remains
that he was standing
at close range, Rivelli.
And so he was…
the word that he used was "vaporized."
- Ma'am.
- We should've arrested him.
What the fuck happened?
Look, no one regrets more than I do
that we were unable to arrest him
for the murder at Suffolk Square.
All right.
And by the way,
it's Craig's view
that as he was standing
so close to the blast,
he acted as, in his words,
"A human shield."
And had he not been there,
then JP would almost
certainly have perished.
No. If he wasn't there,
there wouldn't have been a bomb
because Rivelli would've been
on trial for murder.
Okay, nobody move.
I need to inform Counter Terror.
Moving forward.
Samphire.
This operation is dead in the water.
You… We arrest these men
based on last night's…
I mean, considerable evidence.
Yes?
I'm sorry.
I just… I just don't think
that we're there yet.
No, and I don't wanna play
the blame game here.
Oh, really? I wonder why.
But we're a small team
spread far too thin.
Okay.
And as you well know,
I have made multiple requests
for extra resources, but here we are.
A man's dead,
- and there's no rest for Rohaan's family.
- Dan.
This is your operation.
Your fingers are as good as
wrapped round that explosion.
Okay.
But not for nothing. So y-you tell me…
tell me, what have we got?
Forensic traces from the boat.
Ambiguous at best.
Fine.
But the bomb in the woods.
I mean, Jesus, we have a fucking
chorus line of supporting evidence.
Yeah. Um, I wouldn't look
too hard at the woods.
- Tamsin, could you… If you'd like to…
- Hang on a minute.
- So what is this?
- It's transcripts, uh, from last night.
- Why haven't I got these?
- I just picked them up myself.
Sorry, do you mind sharing?
No.
If you turn
to page seven, 20:59.
BE. That's, uh, Blue Eyes.
That means Billy.
He says, "I thought there's a war on.
I thought we were soldiers, yeah?
So, when are we gonna stop whining
like a little bitch and fight?
Do something?"
"When are we gonna fight? Do something?"
- That's
- Incitement.
So what? The explosives,
they're already present.
They're on-site in the back of a van,
so just get them all on joint enterprise.
- No.
- So what are you saying?
That none of it is admissible?
It's worse than that.
Our asset Billy has put himself
at the center of the crime.
He has made himself an agent provocateur.
And as you say,
he's inciting the explosion.
And you can run that past Legal, but it…
My fear is that it exposes us, all of us,
the whole shooting match.
What do you propose?
Well, silver lining.
Jesus.
You don't detonate a bomb
without someone looking
over the fence, even in Essex.
You know what? You…
You are quite the hangover cure.
So, Cosmo, either he's spooked,
he goes to ground,
or we are days or hours away
from a possible strike.
But our boy, our asset,
is right there in his ear.
So we hold our nerve.
Are you aware
that the asset's contact phone
was switched off 25 minutes
after the explosion?
- Okay.
- Now why would he do that?
Why would he deliberately cut off contact?
Especially when you
expressly asked him not to.
Well,
it's no surprise, looking at this.
Page five.
Here.
- He gives the signal.
- Look…
- Three coughs.
- Yeah.
- There's any number of reasons for it.
- And page six, he does the same thing.
And you did nothing. Nothing happened.
June… What is…
What are you saying?
I'm saying has the asset gone rogue?
- No.
- Is he still on our side?
- Have you lost the trust of the asset…
- No.
…just when we need him the most?
No. Respectfully, this is hysteria.
Sorry, I didn't mean that.
Disarm that.
- Wait…
- Shut down Samphire.
- No, no. No.
- Shut it down while you still can.
We need those explosives.
Right. Look, I know Billy.
I know this young man.
I know him. He's a fighter.
So we just hold our nerve
and we lay the trap.
You know him?
You know him?
Sir, can I ask you,
when was the first time
that you made contact with
Billy Fielding, the asset?
What?
I mean, was it
a few weeks ago on the canal?
Or…
Sorry, what… what is this? Are we…
I thought that we were past
all this kinda stuff.
Well, I'm just asking you a question.
June, do you… do you wanna
share something with the group?
Yeah. A bit of history.
- Okay.
- Three months ago, last December,
Ashley Jones walks into Redheath Prison.
She goes in for a meeting
with Billy, our asset.
The same man who murdered her daughter.
This meeting is
a year and a half in the making.
Part of the restorative justice program.
But something happened.
She's summoned.
Spirited away.
To another room inside the prison
where DCI Hegarty is waiting
and he's arranged a meeting with her.
I met her, yes. I met her.
- And you had no prior connection…
- What?
…to that case, did you?
And yet you managed
to talk her out of a meeting with Billy.
- You stop this.
- You sabotaged their meeting.
- This has no relation to what…
- Why? Why?
- …to this situation that we are in now.
- Dan! Dan.
This is a confidential matter.
It is an Intelligence matter.
Oh, nice.
Okay. I, um…
I think everybody should just take
a step out the room for a minute, please.
Sorry, June. June, can you stay here?
- Sorry, Kim. Can she stay here?
- Sure.
I just think that we
should thrash this out.
- June.
- Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah.
That works for me.
Subjects heading back
to The Depot. Over.
What he said, I'm not a rat.
I would never do that. I wouldn't.
Not to you, Cos.
And yet you walked out of there, Billy.
Marco didn't.
All right?
Look, if we don't find the knife,
we know what to do with him, right?
Yeah, fine.
Go ahead.
Right, a bit more history.
Wind back a year.
Seven fire starters bound for Lanarkshire,
do you remember them?
Driver ambushed. Detonators stolen, gone.
Where? Counter Terror, no idea.
Spooks haven't got a clue.
I hear a name.
A feather in the breeze.
Cosmo Thompson.
- It's not in the file.
- Yeah, I didn't put it in the file.
- Why not?
- Well, 'cause I didn't love the source.
Who was the source?
I worked the name, right?
Cosmo. The Cosmonaut.
The floundering business,
the online rants.
And right there,
there's this pet project of his.
This… This young man.
Billy.
Cosmo took an interest
in this blue-eyed boy.
A martyr
unfairly punished by the state.
Cosmo's all over him.
River of hand-wrapped gifts.
Protein shakes,
branded trainers, multivitamins.
Cosmo's dropping in on him
during visiting hours.
He is, I surmise…
sweet on the lad.
What?
So you go into the prison to see Billy?
And you tried to turn him?
To get him to be an informant
against Cosmo?
And? What did he say?
He declined my offer.
But I had one lever I could pull.
- Early release.
- Right.
But with the victim's mother
finally coming in to meet him…
Well, if Billy meets Ashley
and there's a big show of remorse…
Parole board takes note.
- Billy walks free.
- And you lose your leverage.
And the restorative meeting
with the dead girl's mum…
- You…
- I intervened. Yeah, I burned it.
Yeah, what?
Do you want an inquiry into that?
Hypothetically, with hindsight,
was I the reason that Billy decided
to break out of prison?
What? Because… Because
I killed his chance of an early release?
I don't know. Maybe.
But frankly,
at the risk of sounding my age,
you play the hand you're dealt.
Sorry, a-all of… all of this…
Can anyone verify any of this?
I need to know.
Who was the source?
Who led you to Cosmo?
I don't want to jeopardize
the safety of an informant.
Oh.
A conscience at last.
What a movable feast, it is.
No, a-absolutely not. You tell me.
You give me a name
or I am instructing you
to recall your asset
and shut down Samphire right now.
Fine.
It was Tony Gilfoyle.
- Gilfoyle?
- The Tony Gilfoyle?
Oh, he'll be tickled by that.
Disgraced officer, Tony Gilfoyle?
- Well, as I say, I didn't trust him.
- Trust him?
- I know.
- Trust him? That-That man…
- Scum like him…
- I know.
…are the reason we, the police,
are in the mess we're in.
Yeah, well, he took his life in
his hands talking to me, okay?
Enemies every which way. And he was right.
- He was right!
- I'm-I'm sorry.
I want Cosmo Thompson gone, convicted.
- And those explosives destroyed.
- The asset is not reliable.
But the evidence has to be ironclad,
and we are not…
I wish we were,
but we are not there yet, ma'am.
Right. Here's what we're gonna do.
I just need a couple of days.
I can't believe I'm saying this.
Carry on.
Thank you, ma'am.
Just hang in there.
Fuck's sake.
Hey.
Hey.
Where are you?
Um, at work. But I'm on my way.
Oh, wait, isn't it, um… It's Wednesday.
It's your "me time," isn't it?
Yeah.
No, it was, but, uh, yeah,
I said I'd cover for Vikram at work.
So, yeah, I'm just on my way in now.
Is everything okay?
Yeah. Yeah, yeah.
Just, um…
Just work stuff.
It's been a long night.
Okay. Am I gonna see you tonight or…
Uh, I'll see how it goes.
Yep, okay.
Bye.
See ya.
Go, go, go! Go! Yeah!
Yes! Lovely. That's great.
Well played, Jacob.
Well done, lads.
- Right, where'd you put the knife?
- It's that one.
- This one here?
- Yes.
It's not in there.
Billy stole it. I swear.
- This one?
- Yeah.
You swear… You swear
on your brother's life?
Yeah. I mean, I…
I mean, I think so.
You think so? You think so? Fuck's sake.
You think so.
Fucking hell.
What would you hold on to it for anyway?
I don't know.
- You were supposed to get rid of it!
- I know. I just…
What were you gonna do?
Hmm? Sell it on eBay?
No! I just wanted to… Fu… I don't know.
Just hold on to it for a bit!
Fucking fuck!
Fuck!
Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
Andy!
- Andy!
- Yeah, I'm coming. What?
Turn off the security cameras.
- All of 'em?
- All of 'em.
Yeah, all right. Okay.
No, no, no. No. No!
Fuck!
Shit.
What the fuck have you done?
Fuck.
Clean it up.
Cos.
We found it.
It was here all along.
Good.
Billy?
Billy, mate?
Billy? Come here, mate.
Come, up.
Come on, sit up.
That's it.
Got you a little present.
Look at that.
It's those painkillers you was after.
What was it? "Pregabagadoo."
I thought you might need 'em.
After all you've been through.
With the bomb.
Must've been a shock,
'cause you were right there, weren't ya?
- Hey?
- I know.
Okay, yeah.
- It's just…
- What?
It's just what?
I never got the-the hang of these.
What, the lid?
The old… …the old childproof?
Come here. No, no, no.
Look, look, look. Look.
Squeeze and twist, mate.
Squeeze and twist.
Fucking hell.
I'm so basic.
You are a little bit.
Come here.
Sian, what's with the… with the CCTV?
Yeah, Cosmo switched it all off, so
we're down to using our own covert cams.
We've got two on the ground floor,
one above
- which is
- It's enough.
We'll just shore up surveillance
on exits and windows.
Right, I need you two to shake hands.
Come on. I can't bear a scene.
Hey?
Oh, come on, Kieran. Why the long face?
Just shake his hand,
you gorilla.
That's more like it. Long night.
- We're all a bit jumpy, a bit yippy.
- Good job.
Yeah, well, in fairness,
you could've made it a little bit easier
for 'em to find, couldn't you?
Fucking hell.
- What's that? What's in his hand?
- Meds.
Pills.
Hey.
There she is.
JP. How you feeling?
They've got me on
some good drugs though.
- Yeah?
- You know, he said I was too soft.
Can you believe that? Me?
Too soft? I mean, come on.
All right, listen,
- I know I'm a lot of things.
- Listen…
- Too soft? No.
- …I need to ask you something.
That night on the canal
- when we picked up Billy…
- Yeah, I fell in.
Right.
I was in that van with Hegarty.
Billy was sat opposite.
And Hegarty reaches in his pocket,
and he gives Billy his meds.
His Pregabalin.
His meds…
- Yeah.
- Mm-hmm.
And my question is how come
Hegarty had those meds in his pocket?
Sorry. What?
They were right there in his pocket.
I mean, am I going mad here?
How did he know to even bring them?
How did he know he even needed them?
I don't know.
It's…
Don't know, it seems a bit…
What?
Paranoid?
Maybe? Don't you think?
- Hiya.
- Hey.
Oh, man. Um…
Ella, June.
Coworker.
Wait. You were the one
that brought him in.
Yeah. Hi.
We can't thank you enough.
- Can we, love?
- No.
Well, I'll leave you to it.
Nice to meet you.
- Yeah.
- See ya.
I had to wait. They were in the oven,
but that does mean they are nice and hot.
- They smell good.
- They smell so good.
Just be careful. It's hot.
'Cause I got to the end there,
Michael, yeah?
See that there, right?
I can go backwards now like that.
Bonk. Bonk.
Have them away like that.
Like a kill squad.
Like Treadstone.
Like Treadstone the movie!
- Tone?
- Oh, my God.
Treadstone? The mov… Last Saturday?
Tone? Physio.
Hold on a second, mate.
I ain't got physio. That's not Tuesday.
Physio? No, physio's on… on Thursday.
It's Tuesday.
Mate, what's going on?
All right, princess?
What's the occasion?
Booty call?
- Hiya.
- Hiya.
- I'm just down from Dalston Lane nick.
- Yep.
I wondered if I could have a look
through your vehicle logs
just from earlier this month?
I've been thinkin'…
Sound the Klaxon.
Maybe it's time we got you out of here.
Prison's fit to bursting.
The governor's been making
a list of prisoners for early release.
No disrespect, Tony,
but you're no threat to anyone.
We could ship you outta here.
Yeah, I don't think so, mate.
Okay. Well, why not, Tone?
Why not? I mean…
…what am I gonna do all day long?
Wander around the streets in my jimjams
with my cock hanging out?
You can't stay here, Tony.
- It's not safe.
- I don't care.
We're the forgotten boys of England
up here, mate.
Me and the nonces.
I'm one of them sad cases now, ain't I?
- Institutionalized.
- Oh, that's bollocks.
The truth is I'd rather die in a cage
than take a single crumb
out of your hand, mate.
I don't need your fucking charity.
It's not charity.
It's a reward.
What do you mean?
It's something that you said,
a little while back.
What? What did I say?
You know how it is. I can't get into it.
But it seems that one of your tall tales
finally paid off.
Yeah.
I'm as surprised as you are.
We're talking terror threats,
mass casualty.
Okay.
Okay, okay. 21:34.
People,
they acknowledge your contribution.
They want you settled, out of here.
- If you're pulling my fucking leg…
- No.
Well, what-what-what was it? The intel.
What did I say? Like…
Dan, quick word?
Think about it, huh?
Something about checking
the timeline for the night of Friday 12th?
When was she here?
She's just in with Ben.
- What, you mean she's here now?
- I'll take you there.
Wait a minute.
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
What was she looking at?
Can you bring it up for me?
Well, if you could just
pass on the message?
Uh, it's quite time sensitive.
I can try.
I think she's over at the club.
Sure. Do you know where that is?
Okay.
Tamsin, I need a word with her majesty.
She's not available just now.
- Oh, really?
- Can it wait?
- No.
- She doesn't like me interrupting.
It's quite urgent.
Excuse me, Miss Mullins?
Miss Mullins?
Sorry, someone is here to see you.
June. What's happened?
Hegarty recruited the asset
while he was still in prison.
- What?
- He…
Look, we… we can't do this here.
Come upstairs.
Right.
Go ahead.
You recall how Billy broke out of prison?
He climbed under a catering van.
He held on to the undercarriage
and they went out through the gates.
But the problem is
there was no catering van.
- Sorry, how… how do you
- I mean, there was,
but it was signed out at half past 9:00,
four minutes before the last security
footage of Billy still on his wing.
So how did he get out?
Well, there was another van
that left that night,
40 minutes later.
A white Luton van, no markings,
but when I ran the plates,
it's withheld on the PNC.
Withheld?
Wait. What…
What are you saying?
It was one of ours?
Yeah.
And you-you checked this?
- You confirmed this?
- Yes, it was one of our vehicles. Yes.
- So…
- Billy got out in a police van.
Hegarty lifted
a convicted murderer from prison
and released him back out into the public,
so he could run him
as an asset on the outside.
This…
This…
But there are safeguards.
He… He'd have to have a-a team
on the asset, trailing him, yeah?
Yeah. Yeah.
And that's my concern, 'cause, you know,
if he was tracking him,
if he was tracking the asset…
Do you see where I'm going with this?
- Suffolk Square?
- Yeah.
Hegarty was there.
Going in, he was there,
on Billy's shoulder.
When Rohaan Hussain
was stabbed and killed,
Hegarty was there.
- At the very least
- Hang on.
- He saw it happen.
- Just hang… Hang on.
Before-Before we… Are-Are you telling me
that man had members
of his own Intelligence team
present at Suffolk Square?
I think so, yeah.
You think so? You-You think?
I know.
Who?
Who?
Well, JP, for one.
JP?
He said he was support deployment.
But that could have been a cover.
So you think Hegarty could have
stopped it before Rohaan got killed?
Yes.
Yes.
Dan?
Uh, ma'am. Before you
Did you or did you not have
the asset exfiltrated from Redheath?
Did you or did you not
spring that man out of jail?
- Look
- Yes or no.
I don't have to tell you
it's a new world out there,
- and here we are…
- Just…
…one arm tied behind our backs.
Just answer the fucking question.
You happy?
All right.
Are you happy now?
I'll take that as a yes.
I know you think you're being smart,
but this is not.
- As a friend.
- Oh, wow.
- Okay.
- Dan.
This is not what you want.
Dan.
Go home.
I'm going,
but I'll be waiting.
Call your federation rep.
When the music stops,
I'll be waiting to pick up the pieces.
Yeah? I can't wait.
Okay, guys.
Hi.
Listen, um, there's been a change of plan.
What's going on?
We are shutting down Samphire.
The warrants are through,
Firearms are on their way,
so, um, we're clear to arrest.
Arrest?
Cosmo, Kieran, all of them, everyone.
Sorry, wh…
- Where's the boss?
- I'm afraid he's been stood down.
- What?
- He's been suspended from frontline duty.
Why?
There's an internal
investigation going on.
So…
So who's running the shop, hey?
- You?
- Yes.
Me.
Together with Counter Terror,
who we're gonna be working alongside.
Why are you doing this?
Well, our asset's gone dark.
We don't know what they're planning.
I mean, what choice have we got?
- That is not what I'm saying.
- Yeah, I know what you're saying, Kim.
What I'm saying is why
are you being a fucking Judas
when what we need is a fucking grown-up?
I'm sorry. Are you not happy?
Is anyone not happy with this?
'Cause any one of you can take
a free pass back to CID now if you're not.
Right.
Let's bring 'em in.
They're coming for me.
The police.
They got eyes on me…
…everywhere I go,
like the orcs of fucking Saruman.
Jen, can you please
prep the interview suite?
Finn, I need you to liaise
with the Firearms unit when they arrive.
Stealth on approach.
Coordinate all of the arrests, please.
It's fine.
But they are coming for me.
The police.
Agents of the state.
Planning my funeral.
Jed, I want them all in separate vehicles.
Zero comms.
So take their phones,
take their smartwatches.
All right, lads?
Proud of yourselves?
If you're listening, which you are,
here's a little message.
Keojyeo jonhjai.
That's North Korean
for, "Fuck the police."
Cos.
Boys are ready for you.
Oh, shit.
Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
Who's there?
Billy?
Billy, we thought we'd lost you, mate.
You okay?
It's on. It's happening.
The attack.
Where? When?
Right here.
London.
Tomorrow.