Rose and Maloney (2002) s02e06 Episode Script

1
[soft instrumental music]
- [Intercom] Could Dr. Ferguson
please make his way to ICU.
Dr. Ferguson to ICU.
Mr. Perkins to Radiology.
Mr. Perkins to Radiology,
please.
- What happened?
- I was driving her home and she
suddenly
seemed in a lot of pain.
- Has she had a fall or
- No.
- Any sort of traumatic
experience?
- No.
Why?
- I'm really, really sorry.
She lost the baby.
Very early, but it's a life
all the same, isn't it?
She hadn't told you.
- I
No.
Well, I just work with her, you
see.
- Didn't we already say goodbye?
Right, you promise never
to tell anybody, ever.
- I won't.
- Or ever mention it again to
me.
- Will you tell the father?
- Maloney, what did I just say
to you?
[ominous music]
Goodbye, Maloney.
- Goodbye, Rose.
- Oh God!
[gun clicks]
- [Thug] Listen, you
won't get a second chance.
- You shouldn't be here.
- Where should I be?
I need to find out who they
were, Maloney.
- I had a horrible feeling
you were gonna say that.
Yeah, okay.
Me too.
I dreamt about it all weekend.
Funny thing in my dreams,
I was quite brave.
I even turned the tables
on them at one point.
I was a hero.
- What was I doing?
- Just cringing on the
floor, like in reality.
- That's great.
Thanks.
- [Maloney] My dream.
- So, where were you all
weekend?
Not picking up your
phone or returning calls?
- Just busy.
- Oh.
Okay.
- [Maloney] Why?
- Would you two like some
privacy?
- Shut up.
Joyce, come on.
- Well, it's just that you said
if I didn't understand
anything
- [Maloney] And?
- Well, I was going through
all the prisoners on the wing
where George Parris is supposed
to have
murdered Alan Turner.
And looking at what they were in
for,
like, George Farham's
fence hostage taking,
Turner, GBH and the others.
ABH, robbery, arson with intent,
murder,
attempted murder, another
murder.
And then this one.
Andrew Carson, VAT fraud.
- VAT.
- So I rang the prison
service this morning.
It's not just this crime's
different from the rest.
He's the only one who's
finished his sentence.
He's out.
- Well done, Joyce.
- There's more.
He saw Turner and George Parris
talking together intimately
on the night Turner was
murdered.
- Why was he the only one to
mention that?
- Only the investigating
officer can tell us that.
Let's go and ask him.
[elevator bell dings]
- Mr. Maloney, Ms. Linden.
Would you like to follow me?
- Thank you.
- Thanks.
Thank you.
Will Superintendent James be
long?
- Oh, I'm sorry.
I'm superintendent James.
- [Maloney] Oh, I beg your
pardon.
- So how can I help?
- Who is Andrew Carson?
- Why are you asking?
- He's different from the
others.
Why was a tax evader doing time
with murderers and arsonists?
- Because that's all we could
pin on him.
Carson is the Met's
biggest single problem.
Drugs, prostitution, people
trafficking, several murders.
We can't lay a finger on him.
Nothing ever sticks.
Charmed life.
- Is there some secret special
unit?
- Well, if there is, Mr.
Maloney, it wouldn't be secret
very long if we all went
around talking about it.
And actually, I have no idea.
- Turner was after Carson,
wasn't he?
And somebody grassed him up.
Is that what happened?
- Why the fixation with Carson?
It is best to keep out of his
way.
- Pity nobody told Alan Turner
that.
Or should I call him Officer
McCaffrey?
- Officer McCaffrey didn't
exist.
We all have to choose
between fantasy and reality,
Ms. Linden.
Carson is no fantasy.
He's still the subject of
one of the most intensive
undercover investigations
we've ever mounted.
An operation which you seem
determined to compromise.
Do you need to be ordered to
stay away?
- No.
Was that wise?
- Yeah, it was.
It wouldn't be a secret
if we all talked about it.
What sort of bollocks is that?
And I've no idea actually.
I only make the tea.
You don't believe any of that,
do you?
- So Carson sent blokes around
with guns
to scare the shit out of us,
nearly succeeding literally in
my case.
- Thanks for sharing
that with me, Maloney.
- And we know that it was,
and we still can't touch him.
How do you do this?
I mean, how is it physically
possible?
- [Rose] Your travel agent
called.
- What?
- Your trip's confirmed.
Two seats on a flight to New
York,
out 18th, back 22nd.
Hotel Formentul, double room.
A king size bed.
And yes, they can arrange
flowers and champagne.
[imitates cork popping]
- Thank you.
Okay.
Here's the story.
Special unit or whatever
they call themselves
put McCaffrey into jail, calling
in Turner
to buddy up to Carson.
- [Alan] Hey, Carson.
You play pool?
- Somehow, Carson finds
out his real identity
and murders him.
And for some reason, he
dies with the name of Parris
on his lips.
George denies it at first,
but then it's made clear
to him what Carson can do
to Gina and Vincent on the
outside.
And bingo, he pleads guilty.
The others go along for the ride
because Carson tells them to.
And George is the perfect murder
suspect.
He's black, he's a loner.
He hates white people because
they've ruined his life
and he's known to be violent.
It's all completely believable
and all complete bollocks
and there's nothing we can do
about it.
- Let's think about it
differently.
What was McCaffrey's stroke
Turner
trying to get out of Carson?
- Information.
- Yeah, about what, though?
- The police seem to know plenty
about him
but still can't touch him.
- What was it Juliet Bravo said?
He's got a charmed life.
- Exactly.
Has Andrew Carson got
somebody looking after him?
Is that what they were after?
It's not incriminating
evidence against Carson himself
but the name of someone in their
own ranks
who helps him out.
[intense music]
[indistinct shouting]
- What happened?
- [Thug] You, down!
Sit down!
Say goodbye.
- They're both fine, I promise.
They're safe and with friends.
It was us they were trying to
frighten.
- Be frightened.
- We had guns put to our head,
George,
and we'd quite like to know why.
- Look, George, we will back
off.
We'd just like to know
what happened on the wing
the night that Turner died.
- So, talk to us about Carson
and Turner.
- [Rose] Carson killed him,
didn't he?
- No.
I did.
- What was he like, Turner?
- [George] It wasn't a social
club.
- [Maloney] When did he
tell you he was a cop?
- I never said he did.
- Is it true he abused you or
was that just part of his act?
- Once.
- So he was a racist?
- You know, you is all
a racist, in my opinion.
- [Rose] Us as well?
- Yes.
You see, you live in a
white world where they
load the dice towards all
the white people in it.
And against people like
me, my mother, and my son
that you don't even notice.
- I think I do notice actually.
- Oh really, and what
are you doing about it?
- Well, I didn't do anything
to get those unfair advantages.
- You don't have to, that's my
point.
You see, if Bennett and
Chatham hadn't been sitting,
waiting for two black men to
come along and rob a bank,
none of this would have happened
to me.
- This is our boy!
Armed police!
- If policemen didn't
think that all black men
look the same, I wouldn't be
sitting here.
If my fist was white, I
would not be sitting here.
- Drop your weapon and come out
of there!
- [George] Did you talk
to Bennett and Chatham,
did you look them in the face?
And you ask them what they do to
me.
- [Rose] Bennett's retired.
And Chatham went to
Australia 10 years ago.
- Bullshit.
That man was at my trial.
- Yes, I know he was
at your trial, George.
But that was 16 years ago.
- My murder trial.
They like to take you to court
first thing in the morning.
No press, no public, no family.
There was just this one man
standing in the gallery.
- [Judge] George Parris, how do
you plead
to the charge of murder?
George Parris, how do you plead?
- Guilty.
That man's eyes, they
burn straight through me.
Pure hate.
I've seen a lot of it in my
time.
- Nobody lied to me about
anything.
- So what was it then?
- It was an administrative
error.
Chatham did go to Australia but
he came back five years ago.
Here's his CV.
- You're happy to believe
that are you, Wendy?
- I don't know what to believe.
I just think you should both be
careful
about jumping to conclusions.
- Oh, here he is in all his
glory.
Not Sergeant John Chatham
anymore,
but Commander John Chatham.
- Commander John Chatham,
support and resources.
- He's head of paperclips.
- It doesn't matter.
He's a senior cop and he's bent.
- You have no evidence
whatsoever of that.
- We need to interview him,
Wendy.
- What?
- Well, I knew you'd say that.
The Met absolutely refuses to
allow it.
I'm sorry, but I have to
say I think this case review
is effectively over, don't you?
- She's right actually.
So now what?
- I don't know.
I'm out of moves.
Going home.
[ominous music]
[van engine starts]
- [Thug] Back!
- [Vincent] We got the message.
- [Thug] Stay back!
- Don't frighten her, please.
We told them to stop.
- Tell them again.
And tell George, we want
a guarantee this time.
Doors!
- No!
- How come my son can't
look me in the eye?
- [Scarlet] My name's Scarlet.
- Scarlet.
Vincent.
Where's your grandmother?
Why you can't just do as I ask?
I tell you I just want to live
out my time
in peace and silence.
- It's officially over, Mr.
Parris.
They've sent the case back.
They'll let her go, won't they?
- Vincent, they say something to
you?
They give you a message.
- They said to tell you
they want a guarantee.
- Guarantee of what?
- Scarlet, it was nice to meet
you.
You look like a very nice girl.
But right now I would like you
to go away
because I want to talk to
my son for a little bit.
Thank you.
Vincent.
It's time.
Raise your eye from the
ground and face the world.
I don't want you to worry
about your grandmother,
because it finished now.
Just like your girlfriend say.
It's all official.
They found the man they need.
Once they see that they're
gonna send her home.
When they send her home, you
have to come off that junk.
- Who told you?
- Oh you think I need telling?
No offence, son, you
have to get off that shit
and you have to stay off it for
good.
I could tell you why.
I want you to be a father to
that child you have coming.
My father, seven children,
three different women.
I never see him.
Now I make up my mind I
was going to be different.
Well, that was the plan.
And I fail.
I fail you Vincent.
And I want you to be a
better father than me.
- I'll do ask you ask.
- Give me your hand.
I glad to see you.
Son.
- Dad.
[telephone ringing]
[tapping]
[telephone ringing]
- Hello.
George Parris wants to see us.
[dramatic music]
- I want to tell you what
happened the night Turner,
McCaffrey, died.
- It's too late, George,
we've sent the case back.
- I know, I know.
And it's fine.
I need you to know the full
story.
- [Maloney] Oh really?
And what about what we needed?
- Why now?
You told us absolutely nothing
whilst we were trying to do our
job.
Now the case is closed you
wanna tell us the whole story.
- Well,
you wanna know or not?
- Yes.
- [George] Carson could have
done this some other time,
you know.
But that's not the way he do
things.
Wants it to be seen to be done.
[man groaning]
- This is what we do to twats
like you.
Anyone else want some?
Eh?
- I thought about helping him.
And then I thought what
that might cost me.
And I just did what everybody
else did.
Now I'm not proud of that,
right.
But I can live with it.
- I still don't understand why
he died
with your name on his
lips and not Carson's.
- Nor can I.
It's the one piece I can't
explain.
I just know it made it really
easy for them police men
to make a case against me.
- Well, if you didn't kill him,
why did he die with your name on
his lips?
Did it feel good watching
him drown in his own blood?
Be a bit cleverer, George.
Are you gonna spend your whole
life in places like this?
- Come on, George.
Stop pissing us around.
- What?
- He said your name because he
wanted you
to tell the police something.
That's why the Met are so
interested
in what he said to you that
night.
Just talk to them.
They'll put Vincent and
Gina under protection.
- Too late.
They've taken her.
But it's fine,
because you dropped the case.
McCaffrey never said one
word to me about Carson.
- But Carson saw you talking
to him that night, George.
- I know.
You know how many times I
run that through my head?
What if I just get up and walk
away?
But no, that man gets me by
surprise.
My whole time in prison,
he asked me a question
nobody has ever asked me.
- Have you got any kids, Parris?
- What?
- Have you got any kids?
- A son.
- My wife's due in three months.
It's our first.
We're gonna have loads.
You only got the one?
- Yes.
- [McAffrey] Why?
- Because I came in here, that's
why.
- [McAffrey] You see them much?
- No, never.
- That must be hard.
- What do you actually want from
me?
- How'd you be a father, Parris?
I mean,
who shows you how to do it?
- You're asking me wrong man.
Think the idea is you're
supposed to be there.
- Well, I might not be.
Pass a message to my wife.
- Ask somebody else.
- Just tell her,
I love her.
And I've got a name for
the baby when he's born.
Would you do that for me?
This might be my only son.
- Okay.
What's the message?
- Tell her Jimmy, if it's a boy.
Carol if it's a girl.
I appreciate it, pal.
I'd better be going.
Up yours, you black bastard.
- And there was nothing else.
But Carson doesn't believe me.
I mean, I didn't even know
McAffrey was a police man
til much later.
- How'd you find out?
- His wife.
She wrote to me after my trial.
Wanted me to know what
a fine man I had killed.
Wanted me to know about the
little girl
that would never see her father.
That he was worth a hundred of
me.
And that he lose his
life ridding the world
of scum like George Parris.
- And yet you replied to her.
Passed on his message.
- I did what I promised him.
Anyhow,
that is it.
It's over.
Now you could leave me in peace.
I just wanted you to know.
Thank you for what you tried to
do.
[knocking]
- We should go to the police.
- What, and let them fish Gina's
body out of a rubbish skip?
- Well, there is one
thing I would like to do.
I'd like the McAffrey's widow to
know
she's wrong about George Parris.
[slow melodic music]
- [Wendy] Rose.
- Yeah?
Problem?
- George Parris hanged himself
at 11 o'clock last night.
- We're Vincent and Gina's
insurance policy, aren't we?
He just wanted somebody left
alive who knew the whole story.
Just in case.
- Yeah.
- Thank you.
- I'll take you home, eh?
- I can go home now?
How come?
How come they let me go,
Vincent?
They wanted a guarantee
that he would never tell
whatever it is he knew.
So he gave him the guarantee,
Grandma.
[sobbing]
- George.
- Tell the lady and gentleman
why it's a special day, Polly.
- It's my birthday.
- You're three, aren't you?
Getting a big girl now.
Right, off and do a wee,
cause we're off to meet Polly,
Gran and Grandpa at the station.
- Happy birthday, Polly.
- I've got no time for this.
You've come to tell me Parris is
dead.
There was no need.
I probably knew before
you did, and I was glad.
Have you got children, Miss
Linden?
- No.
- [Jean] Too busy with your
career?
- Something like that.
- [Jean] Oh, you don't
know what you're missing,
is that it then?
- No.
We got to know George Parris
pretty well during all of this.
And we're as sure as is humanly
possible
he didn't kill your husband.
- Really?
So who did?
- Well, we think we know that
too, but we can't tell you.
- Oh really?
And why not?
- Partly for legal reasons.
And, partly because the
man involved has a way
of getting violent with people
he thinks have information
that might damage him.
- So what was the point
of this visit again?
- To say you're wrong about
George.
- Oh, George now is it?
And tell me how I'm wrong about
George.
- Do you really think the
heartless bastard you imagine
would take the trouble to
pass on your husband's message
about Polly's name?
- That?
Yes I do.
In fact, only a sick bastard
would rub
salt into the wound by
inventing a message like that.
- Why inventing?
- [Jean] Carol if it's a
girl, Jimmy if it's a boy.
He would never have said that.
- Why not?
- Because it's complete
nonsense.
First of all, I'd had a scan
and we knew perfectly well
it was gonna be a girl.
Secondly, we'd already
chosen the name Polly.
It's my mother's name.
Your friend George just
made all that shite up
because he was twisted
and he hated white folk.
Now, please, get out my house
and don't ever come back.
Now.
If I were you Miss. Linden,
I'd think about doing
something useful with my life.
[Rose sobbing]
- [Maloney] I'll drive you home.
- I don't wanna go home.
I wanna go and see that
old bastard Bennett.
- Well, is there any point,
Rose?
- Yes.
It'll make me feel better.
- [Woman] Miss Linden?
- [Bennett] Put down
your weapon and come out!
- Hardly nobody visits my
brother now.
His wife died.
I think that's what brought
on his stroke, tell the truth.
- None of his old
colleagues from the force?
- His old Sergeant drops by now
and then.
He stuck by him.
But then he does have a lot
to thank my brother for.
- Does he?
- Mm.
Saved his career, tell the
truth.
Sacrificed his own at the same
time.
Who did you say you were?
- [Maloney] Well-
- Age Concern.
- What were you saying about his
Sergeant?
- It all happened because
this coloured chap
tried to rob a bank.
It was in all the papers at the
time.
My brother fired on him and
Well, it turned out all right in
the end
cause the dark fella admitted
his crime.
But you see, the thing
people didn't know was this.
- Drop your weapon!
Drop your weapon and come out of
there!
- It wasn't this silly bugger
that fired on the darky.
It was his Sergeant, John
Chatham.
But my brother, being
the sort of man he is,
covered up for him.
Cause he said, John
Chatham's got a brilliant
career ahead of him.
That's the sort of man my
brother was.
You ask John Chatham.
Through many dangers
Toils and snares
I have already come
Tis grace that brought
me safe thus far ♪
And grace will lead me home
When we've been there
Ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun
We've no less days
To sing God's praise
Than when we've first begun
Than when we've first begun
Than when we've first begun
- Thank you.
Both of you.
You were trying to do a good
thing.
- My gran would like
it if you were to come
to the flat for a drink.
So would I.
- We all would.
- Yeah, we'd like that.
- Yeah, we'll follow on.
- I'm amazed you even want
to show your face here.
- Well, nobody knows better than
me
who really committed that
murder,
and what a bloody mess this all
was.
But it'll be worth it
if we ever get Carson.
- How many more lives will that
cost?
- My boss would like a word.
- You've been looking for me.
I'm John Chatham.
- You're her boss?
You run special unit?
You come to finish the job
you started 16 years ago.
- Well, there's nothing I can do
to change
what happened 16 years ago.
I was a young officer.
I made a terrible mistake.
I didn't pay for it because a
great man
and a great policeman
gave me a second chance.
- Which is more than George ever
got.
- Yes.
Well, as I say, there's nothing
I can do to put that right.
I came here today to
pay my respects to a man
I did great harm to.
- You make me vomit.
- Carol, could you get the car,
please?
- Carson trades in child
prostitutes, Miss. Linden.
He murders people who look
at him in the wrong way.
And somewhere in the
metropolitan police
is his partner who protects him.
A career criminal who happens to
be
a ranking police officer.
Now I can't bring them
down without creating
some mayhem of my own.
- I'm Superintendent James.
- [Chatham] I wish it was
different.
- Carol.
- [Chatham] Alan
McCaffrey was a volunteer.
He knew the risks.
It was worth it to try and find
the name of Carson's partner.
- In your judgement.
- Rose.
Yes, in my judgement.
- [Rose] Which wasn't very
impressive 16 years ago
and doesn't seem to
have improved with age.
- Rose.
- What?
- I should go.
- No, wait.
Tell him about the message
that George passed on
to McCaffrey's widow.
- There wasn't a message.
We interviewed him.
- This was later, after the
conviction.
They exchanged letters.
- Saying what?
What did he tell her?
- Just about the name of
the child she was carrying.
Carol for a girl.
Jimmy for a boy.
- Carol, Jimmy.
Carol James.
- Oh, my God.
- Time to move, I think.
Oh, by the way, I had listening
devices
placed on your phones.
As you noticed.
They'll be gone by the end of
the day.
And do enjoy Majorca, won't you?
The north side of the island
is beautiful this time of year.
- So our phones were bugged.
- So I think that means that I
was
What's the word?
- Yes, okay.
You were right.
- And you were
- Wrong.
Fine.
- So was I paranoid?
- No.
- Slightly louder.
- Just go and have your dirty
weekend with Joyce, will you?
- Joyce?
- Yes, Joyce.
Two tickets, king size bed.
Enjoy your weekend.
- Yes, thank you, I will.
I'll be spending it with my
nephew
while my brother and his
wife go on a surprise
anniversary trip that I've given
them.
So I think that means that
you were wrong again, Rose.
What's the world coming to?
[Rose sighs]
- [Rose] I don't know, Maloney.
- [Maloney] No, nor me Rose.
Nor me.
[gentle music]